Scott’s Secret - 8

Chapter 8

“I think the questions is, are you ready for the next round?….  what do you think Mike?”

“Oh I think so…  at least he looks ready to me.”

“Aren’t you two the funny ones tonight…..”

“Well quit your damn talking and get that scrawny body of yours up here boy..”

“Aren’t we the macho man all of a sudden…”

“Yeah, well doing it with a dream date has that effect on me Randy….  so come on…. get your bod up here between us and we’ll see what we can do about making you a part of this team…”

Scott had lain there, enjoying the banter flowing around him. His whole body felt drained, and he didn’t know how he could go another round, Mike was so damn sexy though, he didn’t think he’d really have a problem.

He listened with one ear, throwing his two cents in now and then, yet when Mike had made the comment about dream date, his heart seemed to skip a beat. He gazed over to Mike, to see that he was staring right back at him. Damn it, Mike had that smile on his face and for some reason, it seemed to make Scott very excited and hard.  He didn’t think he would ever be able to get another hard-on after just a few minutes earlier, and yet he could feel his cock rising solidly between his legs.

Randy crawled onto the bed, not sure if he should go further, but Mike’s smile and gentle prodding to get up there was too much for him. How could he refuse to be between these two hot men?

“Come on Randy…. slide in between us here…” Scott said, patting the small space that had developed between his and Mike’s bodies.

They didn’t make much room for him, even though he didn’t need much, it still was a tight fit. He crawled up the bed, his legs brushing against two very hot sweaty men. He could feel his pulse quicken as his body scraped upwards, feeling Mike’s rather hairy legs on one side, and the smooth blonde hairs of Scott’s legs on the other side. It really was a unique feeling for him.

Finally he made it up to the head of the bed and twisted himself to be on his back. He had little room for his hands, so he wound up putting one around each of the two men, and in unison they managed to lift their heads to let his arms rest underneath.

“So guys, what’s on your minds?”

“Well Randy.. seeing as how you are the cause of all this, why don’t you just sit back there and maybe Scott and I can come up with something to ….. I don’t know… shall we say …. thank you?”

“Yeah Randy…. I think Mike has a good idea…. you just lay there and see if maybe us older types can come up with something to, uh… shall we say.. entertain you?”

Randy turned his face from one to the other and saw a strange sparkle in both sets of eyes. He also noticed the way they mostly looked at each other, even while talking to him.

His heart felt a twinge at that, and he knew that Scott was indeed more than just attracted to Mike. He had seen Mike’s desire for Scott earlier, but now it just seemed to ooze out of him, from every pore of his body and Scott was drinking it all in.

Randy had seen confusion in Scott’s face earlier has he had sensed Mike’s attraction for him. Now, well now all he could see in Scott’s face was total rapture of Mike. He sighed, thinking of how he would never have that feeling, at least not that it would ever amount to much. Briefly he had thought he and Scott could get past his background, but not now, not with Mike in the picture.

Mike could sense Randy’s unease, least he thought that was it and he glanced down to see the young prostitute that had brought him together with a man who had captivated his heart. He felt a small pang as he saw the clouded eyes and he realized that Randy had a bit of a crush on Scott.  He saw Randy glance up to him, and he smiled, the same smile that had turned Scott’s heart into a molten mass of liquid, trying to reassure Randy. It had the effect he hoped for.

Randy could feel a sense of warmth as that damn smile of Mike’s seemed to just flow through his whole body. He could sense and almost feel the kind nature of Mike, as they looked at each other.

Scott watched as Mike seemed to reassure Randy. He felt good about that, the way Mike seemed to care for Randy, and his feelings. Maybe Randy was right, maybe this really was more than just a physical thing. He was happy, as he felt he owed Randy more than a pat on the head, thank you and then show him the door. There was still something about Randy that made his heart groan a little.

He could see the way Mike was mesmerizing Randy, and it made him feel happy. He reached across to touch Mike’s hand and he could feel Randy’s body jump to his touch. The young skin felt hot and it was almost as if he could feel Randy’s blood flowing along underneath.

Mike turned his head slightly to see Scott’s blue eyes peering into his own. His heart did one of those flip flops and his hand moved off his own leg to reach across Randy’s prone body.

The touch of Randy’s young flesh against his hand sent a small jolt into his body. He could feel a small tremor running through his body and as his finger’s reached those of Scott, he knew that he was about to open a whole new area of his life. He smiled even wider, and both Randy and Scott seemed to hold their breathes.

Scott’s heart skipped a beat as his fingers touched Mike’s. He turned to his side now, forcing his own muscular body tight into the side of Randy. A strange feeling started to course its way through him and he pulled his one leg up and laid it across Randy’s one leg, pulling it slightly apart from the other. His knee rested upwards, aimed more towards Randy’s groin than anywhere else. His hand was playing with Mike’s but on top of Randy’s stomach. Scott could feel the strong young stomach muscles rippling as he played with Mike’s fingertips.

Mike could feel something was happening deep inside his body. The mere touch of Scott’s finger tips made his penis jerk and he rolled over to his side to face both Scott and Randy.

He pushed himself up against the young body, feeling Randy’s ribcage under his own chest. Slowly he rubbed his leg over Randy’s and was amazed at the feel of the soft white skin, and then he pushed his leg up and over so it rested on top of Randy’s own leg. He felt the fine hairs of Scott’s own leg on the other side and now they were touching in two places.

Randy was turning his head from one to the other, watching the way the two men were slowly joining themselves together through his own body. He felt light headed all of a sudden as he could see sparks flying between the two hot men. His breathing became shallow as he felt his legs pinned to the bed by the weight of two different legs.

He could feel the way Scott and Mike were playing with each other’s fingers that he was in for an interesting ride. There was something exciting that he had never felt before. His stomach muscles were doing weird things, as they felt the two very powerful hands resting on them. It was something he couldn’t put his finger on, but damn it felt hot and good.

The two bodies pressed against his side and could feel two very powerful penis’ pressing against his hips and he wondered who was going to be the one to enter his relatively virgin ass. He hadn’t let too many people do that to him, but somehow, he ached there now and he hoped that one of them would do him that way.

He closed his eyes briefly, thinking of what it would feel like to have one of them entering his young tight ass while the other was in front of him doing god knew what. His penis jerked in the air, standing straight up and his heart started to beat faster.

Randy jumped as he felt the moist tenderness of a kiss on either side of his face. Blinking, he saw the tousled blond hair of Scott brushing over one of his eyes as his mouth was pressed against the lower part of his cheek. He could tell that Mike was kissing him on the same part of the cheek, but on the other side.

A small groan escaped his lips as he felt them kissing him, both of them moving down his face to the side of his neck, their hands now gently rubbing his stomach and then briefly touching each other. He couldn’t believe this, the way they were taking their time, making every part of his body come alive to their touch.

His legs twitched and his toes arced outwards under the ministrations of the two men. Mike was now kissing his shoulder and his hand was now delving deeper downwards, playing near his belly button and the small tuft of his pubic hair. Scott was kissing the hollow of his neck and licking him while his hand moved along his lower chest, gently pushing at his pecs.

Every now and then the two hands would slide either down or up so that the fingers would briefly touch the other’s. It was a totally amazing feeling, as the two men kept in touch, as if to signal to the other the next step in movement along Randy’s body.

He was breathing hard now as Mike was kissing his arm then back to his cheek, then he would lick him around his ear lobe, gently flicking his rough tongue for a brief entrance to his ear. A soft echoing roar seemed to be all he could hear as Mike’s hand was stretching down, down toward his aching groin.

Scott could feel the tremors running through Randy and even through his own body as he licked the hollow of Randy’s chest, then slowly started to reach over to the pink shaking nipple.

Scott’s hand had gently pushed and prodded the pecs, making them tender and ready for his mouth. Slowly he advanced his lips and tongue towards them, gently flicking the tongue along the perfectly smooth young skin. He could taste Randy’s body, the saltiness of his flesh as he moved towards the pink erect nipple. His hands playing carefully along the chest, reaching all over, lightly playing over the vibrating body.  His leg pushed down harder as his mouth came closer to the nipple.

Randy groaned loudly as Scott’s tongue jabbed at his nipple. He felt so alive at that second and just as the tip of the tongue touched his nipple, Mike’s fingers touched the base of his fully erect penis. His whole body seemed to tremble and he knew that he was never going to forget this night. His own arms flexed under the two men and he seemed to pull them into his body even more as they worked their magic on him.

He could feel Scott’s hand on his head and felt the fingers playing with his hair. He could feel the other hand now reaching downwards, towards mike’s hand and yet his mouth was gently over his nipple, the tongue licking all around it one second, then flicking at the tip of the hard nipple the next second. Every now and then his teeth would grate against the hard sensitive nipple and he would moan and squirm.

Mike no longer was kissing his arm as he moved his mouth to meet the other nipple. His hand was playing with Randy’s pubic hairs and every now and then his fingers would caress the base of the very hard penis. He could feel Scott’s face as he slid down to lick at the unattended pec. Scott’s breath was becoming hard now as he sensed the close presence of Mike.

Suddenly Randy felt the two hot mouths raise themselves off his aching body and he glanced down to see Scott and Mike locked in a deep passionate kiss just between each of his saliva coated nipples. His body seemed to revel in the sight and he tossed his head back onto the bed, closing his eyes and feeling like round one had just ended. His body seemed to gather itself awaiting the beginning of round two and he didn’t have long to wait.

Scott could feel Mike’s face next to his and he glanced over to stare into Mike’s dark eyes and suddenly he found himself kissing Mike’s lips. Their hands had met at the base of Randy’s cock and the fingers were splayed all around the thick throbbing cock base, entwined with each other and pressing down on Randy’s crotch, the penis in-between.

They kissed hard, almost taking each other’s breath away with the intensity of the kiss. Just as suddenly as they had joined, they broke apart, staring off into each other’s sparkling eyes. Images of flying doves and trees blowing in a wind seemed to pass between them, and a strange calm came over their hearts. The rapid pounding of both organs seemed to quieted down and they just looked at each other.

Scott could feel Mike’s desire for him in the look, and he knew that Mike could see his own desire. They slowly moved apart, and started to return their attention to the wriggling Randy.

Mike moved his head down to kiss the hollow of Randy’s sweating chest. As he did he moved his hand upwards towards Scott.

Randy felt Scott kissing his nipple then moving back, up along the shoulder then the side of his chest. He could feel Scott’s hands on his side and now he could feel Scott’s leg slowly sliding off his. His heart seemed to quicken it’s tempo and the blood was flowing faster inside his body as Scott seemed to adjust his position and that of Randy.

Scott’s Secret - 6

Chapter 06

The silence was deafening. It felt like a huge anvil was hanging over the room, waiting for the right moment to fall. It was strange, Scott thought, as he kept looking at the young man fidgeting on the couch. He could see the clouds in the eyes, and the pain. Every time his eyes stopped their desperate attempt to look elsewhere, he could see the pain and nervousness in Randy, well Chase that is.

Randy (Chase) was nervous. He hadn’t expected Scott to show up, never mind bail him out and get everything squared away. He had a record, minor shit, but he still had a fear for the jail system. The night in the cells wasn’t something he wanted to make a career out of. He glanced furtively at Scott, saw the long blond hair, and he could see the blue of the bruise along the cheek bone, and the puffiness of the fine white skin, now tinged with a red purple color.

Scott could feel Randy’s (Chase) eyes on his and he turned his attention from the careful study of Mike’s living room rug to glance up to the strained face of a young man in pain. His heart seemed to rip open as he looked into the frightened eyes, seeing the uncertainty, the fear, the hopelessness that was reflected there.

“You wanna talk?” Scott asked quietly.

“I guess… I just…. well, …. I dunno know, ….. I mean … well, it is ….”

“Look Randy.. or should I call you Chase?”

Randy (Chase) almost jumped as Scott used his real name. He was surprised but then he calmed down quickly, realizing that if he had the charges dropped against him, he would most likely have to have gotten his real name. Still, it was a shock, and one more defense shield gone. Funny, how all of his protective shells seemed to vanish when he was with this guy.

“Don’t matter… whatever suits you”

“Okay, well Ran… I mean Chase….I guess I owe you an apology…”

“What? You owe me ?  uh…. ”

“Yeah… for the way I left you…. if I had any sense none of this would of happened….. so yeah I owe you an apology.”

“But how do you figure that Scott?  Shit…. this is….”

“Randy…. shit this name stuff is confusing… look, if I hadn’t been such a jerk about the money…. I could of told you I didn’t want you to leave…. I could of…”

“wait a second Scott… you really think… what? You didn’t want me to leave? Why not?”

“I don’t know… I still don’t know…. but I know that I handled it wrong…. I should”

“You handled it wrong?   Look man I am not some piece of baggage or some….”

“I know… fuck this isn’t what I meant… look Randy… just hear me out…. then you can tell me to go fuck myself, okay?”

“I am sorry…. it is just that…. well it hasn’t been a great night…. but Scott I mean… aaah fuck… go ahead.”

Scott looked into Randy’s (Chase) eyes and he saw the confusion and the despair that seemed to envelop the young youth’s body. His shoulders seemed to sink and Scott thought he could hear the pain and anguish with each breath that Randy took. Scott wanted to just reach out and hold the young boy and before he knew what was happening, he was out of the chair and sitting next to Randy, his hands holding the boys trembling hand in his.

He pulled across and Randy fell into his arms, burying his head into Scott’s shoulder and he could feel the body shake and tremble from the pain within. Randy’s arms encircled Scott’s body and he seemed to burrow his whole young body into Scott’s older more developed one. Scott could feel the ribs and bones of Randy’s slight frame, something he never really noticed before. The thinness of the boy and the lack of muscle and fat on him. He was surprised by the sudden pressure, but it felt good, felt like he was being needed and he could feel a sudden warmth spreading through his body.

The harsh metallic sound of keys seemed to penetrate his brain and as the Scott looked up towards the door, Mike opened his apartment door. Randy pulled himself up to sit upright on the couch, his hair messed and tear streaks clearly visible on his cheeks as he too glanced at Mike standing in the doorway, bags of groceries laying outside the doorway.

Scott rose from the couch to go and help, and Randy got up, asking for directions to the bathroom.  Mike watched the young figure hustle off quickly and he then looked into Scott’s eyes to see a slight mistiness there. His own heart sank a bit.

Together Scott and Mike carried the groceries into the small kitchen and Scott helped Mike put away the myriad of goodies.

“Hope you guys are hungry.. figured we’d have steak for dinner… if that’s okay with you?”

“Yeah… that’s fine Mike… uh mike?”

“Yes?”

“Why you doing all this?”

The soft sound of the question seemed to catch Mike off guard. He was in the midst of putting some canned goods in a shelf, and he just stood there. His hand with the can resting up on the shelf.

“I don’t really know how to explain it….”

“I mean …. well you have to admit Mike that it is rather strange…. you don’t know me or Randy and yet here we are, in your place and you are fixing us dinner and even letting Randy stay here…. why?”

It was a good question and Mike wished he had an answer, he really did as he had been asking himself the same question over and over again since he first decided to even go to the hospital to visit Scott. Why was he so suddenly involving himself with some guy and his paid escort?

“I really am not sure Scott… except, well…. I don’t know, … guess it goes back to when we arrived at the bar.”

“Yeah? ”

“Yeah… I don’t know, it was just that when I touched your arm, to check your pulse…. I don’t know… it isn’t something I can put into words….  but there was something, I … fuck I am not good with words… just that… well somehow I seemed to connect with you and…. well something inside me kind of took over… you see I haven’t really had much to do with people…. on a personal level…. and fuck….. I …….”

“I think I know what you mean Mike…. sort of, ….. I don’t know.. am I a fool for doing this?”

“How. … I mean there…. shit Scott I dont know…. I got enough trying to figure out why I am doing this… never mind if you are right or wrong in what you are doing…”

“Anyone want to ask me?”

Mike and Scott turned around at the sudden voice and found Randy standing in the alcove towards the tiny kitchen. Mike looked at Scott and saw the eyes mist over once again. He glanced towards Randy and saw the way the boy stood there, his body not erect but attempting to be straight and tall. Well, this is what you get for getting involved Mike thought and was stunned by the next comment from Randy.

“Mike’s doing all this cause he wants you Scott, not me… you”

The can in Mike’s hand fell to the floor and rolled under a cabinet. The loud noise made Scott jump but the look on his face was only a mirror of the one on Mike’s face. Total shock and disbelief was clearly etched in both faces, as the can ceased its clamor and stopped it roll at the door strip by Randy’s feet.

“Uh… Randy… I…..”

“It’s true Scott….. I may only be a cheap hooker… but I can see it in his eyes… and yours too…. just turn and look.”

Scott could feel his heart beating, and his breathing was rather labored. He could feel Mike’s eyes on his back and for a strange reason, he could feel his penis jerk up to a semi erect state inside his pants. He glanced up to see a thin smile on Randy’s face, and he looked into the eyes to see a faint glimmer in them. He sighed and knew that what Randy had said, was true.

Mike had almost fallen over backwards as Randy had said what he knew was in his heart. From that first touch of Scott’s wrist, he had known that he wanted Scott, not just to bed, but to spend his life with. He had never felt that way before, never felt that type of electricity and it took a young hooker to point it out to him. Now what? He thought, where did this lead to now?   Slowly, he walked up to stand next to Scott, who he could see was breathing in short gasps, as if on the edge of a cliff, peering down into a deep abyss.

“Well?  You two going to say anything?”

“Randy… you really don’t….”

“Yes I do Scott…. look I guess that you are so used to being alone and dealing with guys like me that you can’t see it… but I can… and mike knows it’s true too…. there isn’t any other explanation is there ?”

“How the fuck does a 18 year old know so much?” Mike asked softly.

“18?…. what… you are older than that… you told me you where in your 20’s….”

” I lied…. surprise Scott…… no look I am sorry man… that wasn’t called for… fuck…. can we go sit down ?”

“Yeah I think we should, before I fucking fall down.. Mike?”

“Yeah.”

Silently they all moved into the living room, each one careful not to make eye contact as they wrestled with their own personal emotions. Mike moved slowly, his heart skipping a beat every two seconds, his eyes carefully watching Scott’s movements, seeing the way his butt filled the jeans. Damn, this wasn’t a sex thing.. but it sure did make him hard every time he looked at Scott’s youthful figure.

Scott could feel Mike’s eyes on him, and he wanted to turn around and stare back, but he didn’t have the guts to do it. Damn Randy.. he sure knew how to fuck with his heart. One minute he thought he was in love with Randy, then he would catch himself wondering what it would be like to be taken by Mike, and now it was all out in the open. What was he going to do? He felt responsible for Randy and yet, well Randy was right, he did desire Mike, and not just for a romp in the sack.

Randy walked ahead of the two… carefully heading for one of hte chairs, rather than the couch. His heart ached because he really did like Scott. No one had ever made him feel so wanted and needed and safe as Scott had. Yeah he had kind of screwed up with the money and all, but then he was too damn sensitive. He wanted to be loved, and he knew that Scott didn’t love him, at least not the way he needed. Scott would never be able to come to terms with him having been a prostitute so there really was no future for them as lover’s.

It seemed like time had stood still. Darkness had fallen on the Atlanta night, and you could hear the sounds of night through the open patio door. Scott didn’t know what to do or say, and judging by everyone else’s downcast eyes, no one else did either.

Suddenly there was a low rumble, sort of like a truck changing gears and all eyes turned towards Mike. His stomach had signaled it’s displeasure at not eating.

Randy burst out laughing and so did Scott. Mike had a wide grin on his face and suddenly the room filled with their laughter and voices.

“Okay, well that’s the dinner gong… who’s up for some pizza?”

“Me”

“Yeah me too Mike.. but let me get it.”

“Okay Scott.. never refuse a guy willing to pay for food.”

With the last piece of pizza lying alone in the large box, everyone sat back. They had all moved closer to together to reach into the box and Mike sat on the couch next to Scott, Randy was beside Scott but on the floor.

“Well thanks Scott.. I guess we’ll have the steaks another night.”

“It was good.”

“Yeah, thanks Guys, so guess maybe now someone can kind of tell me why I am here and what happens next?”

“Well Randy, Scott got the charges dropped but you are in my custody, I guess is the way to put it.”

“And that means?”

“It means you got a place to stay for the rest of the month, as long as you keep out of trouble and don’t go back to that bar.”

“Yeah well that’s not a problem….. but uh… that isn’t exactly what I wanted to know…. like what if I want to take off, ….. say go to Savannah?”

“No one can stop you Randy, but why would you want to?”

“Well, … look I am not gonna make trouble… you guys have been great, and well Scott, you have really been nice to me, more than you’ll ever realize, but well, you know the saying,  two’s company, three’s a crowd…..”

“Uh Randy… look I …. fuck this isn’t what I want.. well yes it is… shit you have me all confused again.”

“I do?  No I don’t…. you know that it wouldn’t work with us… and besides you know you want Mike.”

“Hey.. don’t I have something to say about all this?”

“Well Mike, you do have a lot to say on this, and so do I… so Randy, just how do you come up with all this all of a sudden?”

“Look guys, just the way you look at each other, or should I say, try not to look at each other… and besides, I am the pro, remember?”

“Randy you know nothing about me… how can you be so certain that I have a think for Scott?”

“Well, to be crude, by that hard dick of yours poking out of your jeans.”

Scott stole a quick glance at Mike and did notice the large bulge around his crotch. A smile crossed his face and he realized that his own crotch was certainly aching and no doubt showing as much.

“Hehe…. well Mike he’s got you there… or should I say, he’s got good eyes? Hehe”

“hehe, yeah okay… I give….. yeah I do have a thing for Scott… and no I don’t know why or any of that… so where does that leave us?    Scott has a thing for you Randy… and maybe for me… so now what?”

“Yeah Randy…. now what?….   Mike is right.. and yeah I do have a strange desire for Mike, and we don’t really know each other….. and on the other hand you have gotten to me too… so where does that leave us?”

Randy looked towards Scott, then back to Mike and they could both see his face, see the strain. They watched as he struggled with his own thoughts and emotions, patiently waiting for his words, each of them wondering what was going to come of this wild and weird discussion. Scott could tell that Randy had feelings for him, and he also knew that he had a strange bond growing with Mike, and that it was much more than a physical attraction, to either of them.

“We could always sleep together.”

“What?”

“Uh… yeah, like uh.. what?”

“All three of us…. we could sleep together… you know, get it on together…. have a threesome…”

“Yeah I figured that out…. but come on Randy… how in hell is that going to solve this?”

“Well… I don’t know if it will solve anything… but it will kind of push things ahead…. won’t it?”

“What…. I don’t follow that reasoning, do you Scott?”

“no… I don’t and well… it doesn’t seem like much of an answer to me.”

“Look guys, I have been around…. and well when three people get together… your feelings can come out… you say Scott wants me Mike, right?”

“yeah”

“and you are sort of hesitant of getting into that, right?”

“yeah, so?”

“Okay, and you Scott… you say you care for me and I say you really want Mike, right?”

“Yeah right… but as mike says, so?”

“so…. if we all do it, we all get down and have sex, you guys will find that if I am right, that you both really belong with each other… you are going to well… I guess the word is ignore me?”

“Huh?”

“I think I see what you mean Randy.”

“Well then tell me Mike, cause I sure as hell don’t.”

” I think what he means is that our real feelings will take over and that we’ll find ourselves trying to satisfy each other rather than say me trying to please you Scott, and you working on him…. is that what you mean Randy?”

“Yeah it is Mike… sort of… I can’t really explain it… but I know that if we all decide to have sex, that if I am right, you two will more or less concentrate on each other.. I’ll just be there …. sort of… shit I wish I could explain this better.”

“Fuck, this is weird… Mike you got anything to drink? And I don’t mean lemonade.”

“Hehe yeah there are some beer in the fridge… hang on I’ll get us each one… Randy? You want one too?”

“Oh yeah… please.”

Scott watched Mike get up and go to the kitchen area he saw that the bulge was even more pronounced than earlier. He also liked the way Mike’s ass filled out the jeans and he instinctively passed his hand down his own crotch, before realizing that Randy was watching his every movement. He turned his head to stare into Randy’s eyes, seeing a small sparkle there and a grin on his face.

“Still think I am wrong Scott?”

There was no answer to that one, and he couldn’t for the life of him explain it, but the idea of all three of them naked, together, side by side definitely had his own dick trying to push out of his jeans.

“Wrong about what Randy?… here’s your beer Scott.”

“Nothing Mike.. Randy was teasing me, I think…”

“nooo…. not teasing him…. I just caught him checking you out with a real deep look in those blue eyes of his… and it looks to me like you two are trying to see who has the harder dick…. come on Scott.. admit it… you are as much interested in Mike as he is in you…”

“okay… I surrender… yeah I am interested and yeah I am sporting a major hard on…. but that isn’t meaning… fuck, all this talk of doing it and being naked… what do you expect to happen?”

“Look, I gotta take a piss… you guys talk it over but I really think I am right… and Scott you know …. deep down… you know.”

With that Randy got up slowly, and stretched… showing he too had a nice bulge in his jeans. As he walked past the couch to the bathroom, he looked down at the two men, and his heart gave a slight twinge, as it could tell that shortly he would be moving on. These two belonged together, and there was no room for a third. His shoulder’s sagged slightly as he entered the bathroom and he could hear the two of them discussing his idea.

Randy took his time, and it wasn’t easy. He never did like taking a piss with a hard on and it was hard to get his dick to soften. The idea of being with Scott again was very much on his mind, and he owed that guy big time. He knew he cared deeply for Scott and that maybe under other circumstances they could have made a go of it.

Well that was wishful thinking, and as he looked in the mirror, he saw the lines around his eyes. His reflection seemed to waver, and he knew he was feeling like he was about to lose his best friend. In a sense he was, but he owed Scott. Scott had treated him right, treated him fair, and so he owed him. There wasn’t any other way he could make it up to Scott, so he slowly took his shirt off, exposing that milky white skin to the light.

Randy could see his heart beating as he hung his shirt up on the hook on the door. He glanced at his reflection one more time, and his eyes stared back at him.  ‘Smile bastard’ he thought, ‘you should be happy… you ain’t in jail and you are at least gonna have something to remember him by.’

With those thoughts, he kicked his runner’s off and bend down and took his socks off, stuffing them into the runners. He then undid his jeans button, and pulled the zipper down, then pushed his jeans down and pulled them off his body, hanging them over his shirt.

Randy stood at the mirror now, only his jockey shorts on, a pair of pale blue one’s. He could see the outline of his penis, the way it was pushing at the fabric and he could see the edge of his full balls pushing out the leg openings. He was excited by the prospect of once more being in Scott’s arms, but he was also sad, knowing it wouldn’t be the same as in the hotel room, and knowing that it most likely would be for the last time. With a twinge and a slight reluctance he slowly pushed his shorts down to his ankles, and stood naked, his penis sticking right out, hard and eager, even though his heart was heavy.

Scott and Mike were busy talking, discussing the absolute absurdity of Randy’s ideas and conclusions. Yes they were attracted to each other, and yes they certainly were aroused, but that was merely a physical reaction to all of the talk of a threesome with a young hustler, or so they tried to convince themselves.

Mike was trying to press a point when he noticed that Scott’s jaw had fallen open, and his eyes had seemed to pop out of his head. He turned his head to see Randy standing at the entrance to the living room. His own jaw fell too and his eyes seemed to widen and threatened to pop out of his head as he took in the tall figure.

Randy stood there, a small towel wrapped around his thin waist. His hair was neatly combed and fell nicely around his ears. His legs showed thin blond hairs along the lower calf and a few small curls of thin blond chest hairs curled down the center of his chest.  Bright pink nipples stood erect, clearly defined and the two men clearly showed their surprise and their desire for him. A small smile curled around his mouth, showing just a touch of his white teeth.

“When you guys are ready…. I’ll be in the bedroom waiting.” Randy softly said. He then turned and let the towel drop to the floor. The creamy whiteness of his buttocks clearly showed up in the darkness of the hallway, and he walked slowly into the bedroom.

Mike couldn’t believe his eyes, but his dick sure did. It was pressed hard against the zipper of his jeans and he felt a strange ache in his groin, something he hadn’t felt too many times. Slowly he turned his head back towards Scott and instinctively he glanced down at Scott’s crotch to see that the jeans were pushed up hard.

Scott could feel Mike’s eyes on his crotch, and he could feel them move up to his face. Slowly he turned his head towards mike and he saw a knowing smile on Mike’s face.

“Well… guess the matter is out of our hands Mike.”

“Looks that way Scott… so, we gonna see if Randy is right?”

“I don’t know… I guess part of me wants to…..but”

“but the other part is scared?”

“yeah…”

“me too… so I guess he’s put it where we have no choice, do we?”

“guess not…”

“well you could go in there alone…. I suppose…”

Scott looked into Mike’s eyes, and he knew that it had cost Mike a great deal to make that offer. He was bending over backwards to be the perfect gentlemen, but the idea of Mike bending over…. well that enticed him too… maybe Randy was right… maybe this was the way to find out.

“No Mike, if I go in there… so do you.”

Mike’s heart leapt at those words. He was so anxious not to push Scott and while he knew he had to make the offer, he was relieved that it was refused. Well, maybe Randy really was right… maybe he did have a chance after all.

Mike rose off the couch. “Well, shall we then?”

“Yeah.. man this is fucking weird…. I…. uh, well I have never been with two guys at once…..”

“Me neither Scott….. uh… should we undress here do you think?”

“Shit, I don’t know… guess maybe we should just go in and let our expert guide us… hehe”

“hehe…. yeah… pretty smart for an 18 year old…. I guess we should just go in.”

Neither one seemed anxious to head to the bedroom and the naked Randy, but eventually they both slowly rose up off the couch and walked towards the bedroom. Together they stood in the door way, staring down at the lanky body laying exposed on Mike’s queen size bed.