Red or Blue
I woke up snuggled against Chris’ back smelling his shampoo and the scent of his neck. I smiled to myself at how lucky I was. I loved two guys and they both loved me. I had known one for years, but realized I only knew of him. I didn’t really know him, until recently. The other I had just met this year, but he was one of the sweetest, most innocent, and caring people I had ever met. We didn’t need to be at the campus until later, so I just enjoyed the pleasure of being against Chris, with my arms wrapped around him, and the feel of his skin against mine. Elijah’s physical presence wasn’t in the room, but I could almost smell him nearby. Then I remembered that Chris had placed my boxers that Elijah had worn between the pillows, and I smiled. It was a nice gesture and showed that Chris was fine with this throuple relationship we’d entered into. I still felt that Chris and Elijah had agreed to it because of me and felt guilty because of that, but I had seen how they looked at each other recently and how I woke up, finding their fingers intertwined across my stomach and have concluded that they really did care for each other. I felt Chris push back against me and his hand wrapped around mine which was draped over his chest. He said, “Morning, Jer. Hold me. I want to spend the day like this.” I snickered and said, “You know we have classes later.” He sighed and said, "I know, but it feels so good like this. Too bad Elijah had to go back to his campus. I can almost smell him nearby.” I laughed and said, “Silly boy, you put my boxers he wore between our pillows, remember?” Chris giggled and said, “Oh yeah. I forgot.”
Just then, my cellphone ringtone signaled that Elijah was calling. I picked it up, “Hey, Elijah, what’s up?” Elijah said, “Jer, you need to see what’s on the news. Josh and Matt were in an accident last night!” I quickly sat up in bed and said, “What? Are they ok? What happened?” Chris rolled over on his back and looked up at me questioningly. I listened to what Elijah said, “I called Josh and he said they were both ok, but you need to see what their car looks like and the guys who saved them are some weird couple who’ve been in the news before. You have to see it.” I said, “Good. They’re ok. Alright, I’ll check out the news. Thanks for letting me know. Ok, bye.” I said to Chris, who was looking at me questioningly, “Josh and Matt were in an accident last night. They’re both ok though. Elijah wants us to watch the news. Apparently, they were saved by these two guys who’ve been in the news before. Apparently, they’re some kind of celebrity heroes or criminal manipulators who set things up.” Chris looked at me and said, “Who cares, they’re safe. That’s all that counts.” I smiled, knowing he was right and said, “Let’s get up and grab a cup of coffee and watch the news.” We rolled out of bed and pulled on a pair of my boxers and went into the kitchen. Carl was already in the living room and said, “I made a pot of coffee. Chuck already left for work. You guys need to see this. I think Josh and Matt were involved!” I said, “If it’s what I think you’re watching, it is and they’re ok.” Carl said, “That’s what they said, but Josh’s car was demolished.” I poured Chris and I a cup of coffee and we sat down and waited for them to replay the incident. When it came on, it was a video of the tow truck pulling the rear axel of the car over the side of the bridge, then it showed the wreckage down below from a view from the bridge. The last video was a reporter on the scene down below showing the wreckage up close and saying if anyone had been in the car, they wouldn’t have survived. The car looked like it had already been in one of those vehicle crushing compactors. The next shot was from the newsroom where the host was talking about the two young guys who were in the car, Joshua Sanders, and Matthew Fisher. They then showed a picture of them standing with two policemen and two other guys. The host was saying, “When the two officers arrived on the scene, Joshua and Matthew were already safe, on the bridge thanks to two other men who witnessed the crash. The two men, Ian and Steven Andrews-O’Connor tied off the rear axel of the car to give them time to lower ropes to the two men and get them safely on the bridge before the car separated from the axel and dropped to the highway below.” I said, “I’ve seen those two guys before somewhere.” Then the announcer said, “Ian and Steven Andrews-O’Connor, previously Ian O’Connor and Steven Andrews first came to notoriety when actions they took probably saved countless lives when they slowed traffic to allow a car speeding in the opposite lane to get over before colliding with an oncoming car and oil tanker beside it. They would have safely cleared the crash but were involved in it due to their actions and were injured as a result. Steven Andrews almost succumbed, due to loss of blood. They were celebrated as heroes across the state and eventually across the country.” I said, “I remember that. Maybe that’s where I’ve seen them before.” Chris said, “They don’t sound like criminals to me. That Steven guy almost died.” The announcer then said, “Steven Andrews was later credited for pulling four teens from a burning car, suffering burns himself to his hands and arms. The car was engulfed when emergency vehicles arrived on the scene. The teens fully recovered but would have been burned to death were it not for Mr. Andrews’ quick actions.” Carl said, “This guy is a fuckin’ modern day hero. Jeremy, could you record this for me. I have to leave for work.” I said, “Yeah, no problem. I want to save this anyway.” The announcer then talked about some of the other things Steve and Ian were involved in, including a landslide where they saved two children. He said some media outlets accused them of staging the whole thing, saying they were colluding with a movie studio as a publicity stunt because some actors from Marvel movies and DC Comics movies showed up to help raise money for the rescue attempt, since Steve and Ian had both been buried in the landslide. Chris said, “How can they say it was a publicity stunt if they were buried while saving the kids?” I grinned and said, “You know the saying, ‘No good deed goes unpunished’. There are those who believe no one would risk their own life to save someone else unless there was something in it for them. It’s called projection as those are the people who wouldn’t lift a finger to help anyone without getting something in return.” Chris nodded, “Yeah, unfortunately those people do exist in the world.”
After coffee and some breakfast, Chris and I got in the shower. After we washed each other’s hair, I lathered up Chris’ body, front first. He boned up quickly as I washed his cock and balls. So did I. While I was washing his back, Chris said, “I’m really glad Josh and Matt weren’t hurt very badly. They’re great guys.” As I soaped up his buns and slid a soapy finger inside him, I asked, “Did you enjoy the sex we had with them?” Chris pushed back onto my finger and then pulled away and turned toward me. He had a big grin on his face as he took the soap and began washing my front. He said, “I loved it. It was a hot session, and I wouldn’t mind doing it again, but it’s not the same as when you and I and Elijah are having sex. It’s more personal with us than when we’re having sex with other people.” As I turned so Chris could wash my back, I said, “That’s the difference between having sex and making love. Both are enjoyable, but different. Making love involves more that just the physical pleasure of sex. There’s a spirituality about it.” As Chris began washing lower, he massaged the soap into my buns a lot longer than necessary before moving down and doing each leg. He then moved back up to my buns and imitated what I had done and inserted a finger. He stood up behind me while continuing to finger me and spoke softly in my ear, “Speaking of our fun with Josh and Matt, you and Josh were the only two of us who didn’t get fucked.” I replied, “That’s true. So, what’s your point?” I soon found out the answer to my question as Chris removed his fingers and then pressed his stiff shaft between my buns and began sliding up and down between them. He kissed my neck and then said, “My point is what I’d like to push deep inside you.” I had to chuckle at Chris’ pun but then turned toward him and we kissed as I pressed my butt harder against his shaft. As we broke the kiss, I bent slightly and put my hands on the shower wall for support. Chris used some body lotion to lube up his cock and then pressed it to my hole. I looked back, grinning and said, “Give me your point, Chris. He grinned back and then began penetrating me. I inhaled as he pressed inside and slowly sank his rigid cock in me. He was soon pressing his pubic bush against my buns. Chris began placing small kisses on my neck and shoulders as he slowly withdrew and then pushed back in, tugging out and then sinking back in. I was soon pushing back into his inward thrusts as the pace gradually sped up. “Fuck yes, Chris! Give me your cock. Fuck my ass!” He put his mouth against my ear, and soon his tongue was flicking inside, fucking my ear with his tongue as his cock fucked my ass. I leaned my head back enjoying the feel of both. I hadn’t bottomed in a while and his cock was hitting all the right spots. I reached back with my left hand and grabbed his firm left butt cheek and pulled him in as I pushed back. Our wet skin was slapping more loudly and more frequently as we sped up our love making. I turned my head and our lips met and then his right hand grabbed my stiff, precum-dripping cock and began stroking it in rhythm to our fuck. We groaned against each other’s mouth as his cock began unloading its seed inside me and my blasted rope after rope of my own against the shower wall. Chris leaned back, pulling me with him as he rested his back against the shower wall and I rested back against him as we caught our breath, still kissing. I hadn’t even realized I had closed my eyes, but I suddenly opened them to see Chris’s eyes, barely open themselves, looking into mine. We finally caught our breath, broke our kiss and then just stared at each other, smiling. He slowly withdrew his cock from me, and we finished our shower just in time before the water started getting cold. I said, “Shit, I didn’t think we were in here that long.” We stepped out of the shower and dried each other off. As we were getting dressed to head to our classes, Chris received a call. His dad wanted to make sure he was ok and wanted to make sure he was coming home after his classes were done. He wanted Chris’ help with a few things at the house. Before we left the house, we kissed again since we wouldn’t really have any alone time again until the following weekend.
Elijah was coming down every weekend and the three of us would share my bedroom while Chuck and Carl would alternate between our house and Chuck’s apartment. Usually, when Carl stayed at Chuck’s place, Josh and Matt would be up and stay in Carl’s bedroom. It was now November and we had agreed to switch to flag football on Saturdays. Chris had found a nice set of flag football gear for fourteen people for only thirty dollars. Being November, Thanksgiving break was also on everyone’s mind. Elijah was going back home to celebrate it with his family. Josh had talked about inviting Matt to his parent’s house and coming out to them after dinner on Thanksgiving night. They were still trying to decide if it was a good idea. Chris was having his usual get-together with a large gathering of relatives from both sides of his family. My parents were still in Europe, so I had no plans until Carl asked me if I would come home with him. He said his parents, Bill and Carla asked him to invite me. He said Kayla wouldn’t be there as she was still in London and Thanksgiving wasn’t a holiday there, so she still had classes. Carl said he wanted to invite Chuck as well but wasn’t sure if it was a good idea. He said at some point he would have to come out to his parents but wasn’t ready yet. It turned out that Chuck only had off work on Thanksgiving Day. Carl talked to his parents, and they agreed to let Carl invite Chuck for Thanksgiving dinner so he wouldn’t be alone on Thanksgiving Day. He would arrive Thanksgiving morning.
It was almost two weeks before the Thanksgiving holiday and Josh still hadn’t found a replacement for his wrecked car. It was Saturday and he was going with his dad to the dealership his dad usually went to. They had mostly new cars which were out of Josh’s budget, but they also had a few used cars which might be in his price range. Of course, Josh’s ‘buddy’, Matt came along. After walking around for a little, checking out the new cars, a salesman that Josh’s dad usually dealt with came out to greet them. His dad introduced him to Josh and explained what they were looking for and the price range they had in mind. The salesman, William told Josh he was sorry about losing his car but he’d be happy to sell him a replacement. Josh then showed him some photos of the wreckage and William was stunned they had survived and told them he’d seen the news on tv. William told them he wanted to show them a few cars and took them over to several that were in their price range. They looked at a Ford Fusion, a Chevy Cobalt and a Honda Acura that were in his price range, but Josh wanted to see more. William told them that there were a couple others, but they were a little above the price range he’s been given. William took them across an access road and behind a fence and there they were, a 2022 red Miata and a 2022 blue Mini Cooper convertible. Josh’s jaw dropped and Matt said, “Josh, what the fuck?” as he stared at the two cars. Josh’s dad and William looked at each other, puzzled by the look on Josh’s face. His dad asked, “Josh, are you alright? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” Josh glanced at his dad and then to Matt. Matt looked spooked as well and said, “Holy shit, Josh. This is exactly what the twins were saying.” William just had a confused look on his face and Josh’s dad asked, “What’s going on, Josh? Matt, what are you talking about, twins?” Matt looked at Josh as if waiting for him to answer his dad. Eventually, Josh said, “It’s nothing, dad. The guys who saved our lives have twins that were talking about my new car, and we heard them talking about a Miata and Mini Cooper. They described a red Miata and a blue Mini Cooper.” Josh’s dad said, “It’s just a coincidence, Josh.” Matt said, “You don’t know those twins. They’re pretty spooky, just like their dads.” Josh’s dad said, “Yeah, I saw the news reports on those two. They do seem to show up at just the right time. I’m a little skeptical.” Josh said, “Dad, those two saved our lives and there’s no way they could have planned something like that. They had never seen the truck driver before that night. I know they’re legit and the twins seem to have some strange ability as well. Matt and I witnessed it ourselves. When the police interviewed us, they told us that Ian had told the 911 dispatcher that the car was hanging over the bridge and that even if they had rigged the crash, there was no way they could know where the vehicles would end up.” Josh looked over the two cars and he test drove both. Josh’s dad went along, and Matt went with the test drive in the Mini Cooper since it had back seats although no leg room. After the test drives, Josh was still undecided which one he liked best, but wanted to see if he could get the price down. Josh’s dad asked William, the salesman, what he could do for them. He excused himself to go talk to the sales manager. When William returned, he gave them the good news. The manager allowed him to lower the price since Josh’s dad was a recurring customer. Josh asked to be given a week to decide which one he wanted. He liked the idea of the extra two seats in the Mini Cooper but thought the Miata was a better ride and looked slightly more sporty.
The Sunday before Thanksgiving, Carl. Chuck, Chris, Elijah and I were just getting back into the house after returning from The Flying None. We were pretty beat after our flag football game and the beers were going down too easily, so we ordered pizza instead of making dinner. As we were sitting in the living room, waiting for the pizza to arrive, Elaijah got a call from Josh. Elijah answered, “Hey bro, missed you at the football game today. We could have used you. Our side lost. What’s up?” Josh replied, “Hey bro, are you coming home for Thanksgiving?” Elijah replied, “Yep, I’m driving down to Jeremy’s Wednesday after class, then I’m leaving early Thanksgiving morning to come home for the holiday weekend. Jeremy is going to Carl’s parents’ place for Thanksgiving. They’re leaving Wednesday night, but Chris and I are going to stay at their place until Thanksgiving morning. Chris is having Thanksgiving dinner with his parents.” Josh said, “That’s sick, dude. The throuple thing must be working out for you. I can’t wait to show you my new ride.” Elijah said, “You finally got a replacement. What did you get?” Josh snickered and replied, “You’ll have to wait until you see it. I have to tell you the story behind it.” Elijah sighed and said, “You’re going to make me wait, bro? Must be a good story. I’ll see you Thursday night. We’re having Thanksgiving dinner early, so when my parent’s take my grandparents home, I’ll stop over.” Josh said, “Sweet. You can see my new ride and we can watch the Detroit/Dallas game. Matt’s coming over after he eats dinner too.” Elijah said, “Sounds good. See you Thursday.” When he hung up, Elijah told us about Josh getting another car, but wouldn’t tell Elijah what it was because he wanted to tell him a story about it.
After we finished off the pizza, Carl surprised me by saying he and Chuck were leaving for Chuck’s apartment. I had almost expected Chuck would want to get into a five-way. He still wanted to fuck Chris in a bad way. Carl told me that they wanted some intimacy since they wouldn’t be able to over the following weekend. I smiled and thought things must be getting serious with them. Good for them. I thought when that time came that I might be a little jealous, but instead I felt really happy for Carl.
Once Carl and Chuck left, Elijah, Chris and I were talking about getting in the shower. Even though it was a chilly November day, we still sweated our balls off playing football. We were also still wearing our mud and grass-stained clothes. Carl had already thrown his and Chuck’s in the washer to soak, so I suggested we throw ours in. Instead of undressing right there, we all went into the laundry room and began kicking off our shoes and socks. As I grabbed the bottom of my sweatshirt to pull it off, Chris stepped in front of me and pushed my hands away and then began pulling it over my head. Once he held it up with my arms raised, he stopped, leaving my head still covered by the sweatshirt and T-shirt I was wearing. Then I felt his nose in my right arm pit, and I heard him inhale and then giggle. I asked, “What are you doing, Chris?” He giggled again and said, "Remember when we did this before?” I chuckled and said, “Chuck’s dare.” He said, “Yep. Oh! Elijah! Wait a sec.” Chris suddenly pulled back from my pit as I heard Elijah laughing, then Chris giggled again and said, “That tickles!” Then my sweatshirt and T-shirt were clear of my head and arms and I watched as Elijah pulled off Chris’ sweatshirt and T-shirt. I reached behind Chris and grabbed Elijah’s shirts and pulled them up. As he lifted his arms, Chris turned around to face Elijah and buried his nose in Elijah’s pit while giggling. I grinned and asked, “What’s got into you, Chris?” Chris gave Elijah’s pit a long lick and then he said, “Ever since I found out why Elijah was taking your underwear with him to have your scent nearby when he was up at his campus and then taking a pair with my scent last time, I recalled when Chuck had us all sniffing each other’s pits, and remembered how hot it made me. We were all boned up! Smelling Elijah’s scent the other morning, when he wasn’t even there gave me the feeling that he was there, with us, in spirit at least.” Elijah said, “That’s how I feel and why I’ve been taking your worn boxers, Jer. I think it helps me dream about you.” Then Elijah stepped to one side of me, and Chris moved to the other and they each lifted an arm and leaned in and began sniffing and licking my pits. I couldn’t help but laugh. Then Elijah did the same to Chris. Chris then said, “What I noticed the most lately is that I’m more drawn to the scent of you two than I am any of the others.” I laughed and said, “So you like the smell of my BO?” Chris giggled and said, “Something like that. It’s not just what you smell like after you get all sweated up. It’s after you get out of the shower. It’s when we wake up in the morning. It’s your unique scent.” Elijah said, “Exactly!” I smiled and finally said, “As much as I still want to keep busting your butt about this, I get it.” I then raised each of their arms and inhaled deeply, and then said, “You’re right. You each have your own unique scent. I guess maybe it’s a pheromone thing.” Then Chris said, “There’s another area I like inhaling your scent from.” Chris then dropped to his knees and opened my pants and pulled them to my knees. He did the same to Elijah before sniffing our crotches. Elijah and I smiled at each other before looking down at Chris who was now holding each of our stiff cocks. He then began taking turns sucking our cocks while looking up at us. After several minutes, Elijah and I pulled Chris to his feet, and we dropped to our knees and traded back and forth sucking Chris’ cock and working his balls into our mouths. Chris then suggested, “Let’s all get on the floor and do each other.” Elijah and I pulled off Chris and I said, “Let’s get the clothes in the washer first.” After we got the washing machine started, we made a triangle and I sucked Elijah’s cock, Elijah sucked Chris’, and Chris sucked mine. When we heard the spin cycle start, we switched around as if it was a timer. Before the wash cycle was complete, Chris was filling my mouth with his seed. From the sounds Elijah was making, I knew he was feeding Chris his baby batter. I was right behind as I felt the familiar tingle just before that incredible feeling and I was filling Elijah’s mouth with my own creamy cum. We then got upright on our knees and came together in a three-way cum-swapping kiss.
We finally made it to the shower where we lathered each other up, resulting in all three of us chubbing up. Chris turned to face the shower wall and arched his back, saying, “Someone fuck me.” I looked at Elijah and he said, “Go ahead. That way you can be the middle of the sandwich.” I grinned and said, “I’d have thought you’d want that spot but I’m good with that.” After slowly sinking inside Chris, I waited as Elijah slowly impaled me. Once Elijah’s pubes were tickling my butt cheeks, I began moving back and forth, sliding deeply into Chris and then taking Elijah’s cock inside myself. All three of us were moaning in pleasure. As I began speeding up and thrusting harder, the shower was filled with the sounds of skin slapping skin and grunts and moans of ecstatic pleasure. It wasn’t long before Chris cried out, “Fuck! I’m about to cum!” I felt his anal muscles clamp around my cock and then Chris yell, “Oh! Oh fuck, yes!” His cum blasted the shower wall and his anal muscles clamping around my cock brought me over the edge as well. Elijah also said in my ear, “Fuck! Jer, I’m gonna cum!” I said, “Me too! Breed me, Elijah!” Chris reached behind and grabbed my butt cheek and said, “Fill me with your seed, Jer!”
We held each other up as we caught our breath and then finished our shower. Once we dried off and dressed, Elijah began packing up to head back to his campus. As he was closing up his bag, I approached him and asked, “Forgetting something?” Elijah turned to me and said, "Yeah, but you already threw the clothes in the washer.” I smiled as I produced two zip lock baggies, each containing a pair of underwear, “I held these back. I’m sure their scent will last until Thanksgiving, and yes, I have the pair you were wearing for Chris and I.” Elijah moved in and hugged me tightly, “Thank you for thinking of that, Jer. I’ll see you Wednesday after class to see you guys off.” Elijah then hugged Chris and said, “See you Wednesday, Chris.” Chris replied, "Yep. You’re still stopping here on your way back to campus on Sunday, right?” Elijah said, “Yeah, I’m planning on it.” Chris said, “Great. Hopefully we can go a round before you head up.” Elijah grinned and said, “I’m planning on it. I’ll let you know when I’m leaving so you can get here around the same time.” Elijah then headed out.
Chris and I cuddled on the sofa and watched the news before heading to bed. They again showed some scenes from Josh’s accident as well as more old footage from other incidents that the two guys, Steve and Ian, were involved in. We then finished our drinks and went to bed. Chris reminded me to take the underwear out of the zip lock bag that Elijah had worn that day and I placed it between our pillows. We kissed for a bit and then Chris fell asleep with his head on my chest, his right arm across my stomach, and his right leg draped across my legs.
End of Chapter 47
