Bring Your Own Bsb

This story is a work of fiction and is not intended to imply anything about the sexuality of any actual person or persons.

This story should only be read by those of legal age who do not have an objection to homosexual relations between consenting adults.

Once again, I am grateful to those of you who have expressed your encouragement to me in this effort. It is my hope to create a story which is enjoyable and on a par with some of the fine work I have myself enjoyed here on the Archive.

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Bring Your Own BSB

by Cory J

Part 5

Much, much later..

Brian stretched in weary contentment as he and Nick entered the spacious bathroom off their guest bedroom. A glance over at Nick revealed that the tall blond shared his feelings. They were both exhausted from a lengthy afternoon of passion that had only started on the large couch in the living room. From there, they had moved in stages back to the guest bedroom, where they had proceeded to rock both of the large beds. The boys themselves were also something of a mess, both with a certain amount of carpet burn and bodies full of aching muscles. Brian smiled and took Nick's hand as the two headed toward the shower. They did not speak, which was just as well from Brian's point of view. It was a good thing they didn't need to sing tomorrow. He imagined that they both might well be somewhat hoarse, for several reasons. He knew in his heart that Nick would see in his face that this had been the most incredible experience of his life, that he loved Nick more than anything. Brian knew this because he could see the same words in Nick's own face. So, the two young men gently bathed each other in silence, letting expressions and touches speak for themselves.

In due course, they emerged clean from the shower. Slipping into clean briefs and plush white hotel robes, the two took a look around the bedroom, grinning and shaking their heads.

"Did we do this?" Brian asked with only slightly feigned disbelief. "It looks like a football team has been through here."

"Several football teams," Nick said, stretching his aching back. "Each position played long and hard." After all their time together, it delighted Nick that he could still make Brian blush regularly.

"Well, this isn't going to work," Brian said with surprising firmness. "I am nice and clean, and these beds are way not clean."

Nick looked at the two beds. Brian was correct, to say the least. "What do you want to do?" he asked.

"Well, Alex mentioned that there were other guest bedrooms, but I don't really want to poke around the suite looking," Brian said.

"Weren't you paying attention earlier?" Nick said with a grin. "We already `poked around', and then some."

"Stop that," Brian said, blushing deeply. "Let me think a second." Brian's face brightened after a moment.

"Nick, can we sleep with Alex?" Brian asked.

Nick was somewhat startled. "What?!" he asked, blushing himself for a change.

Brian laughed, enjoying turning the tables onto Nick. "Not like that, silly. You remember how huge the bed in his room is; besides, I'm still a bit worried about Alex and I think that it would reassure him if he woke up and we were there with him."

"Are you sure?" Nick asked. "I mean, if he really is a closet case wouldn't it freak him out to find us in bed with him? Especially if he's got the hots for one of us?"

"You've got a point," Brian said. "Still, I'm not talking about him waking up with one of our hands around his dick or anything."

"Got that right," Nick said. "Neither of our hands would fit around that thing. Sheesh."

"Stop it," Brian said, elbowing Nick playfully. "That's the kind of thing that would make him feel awkward."

They jostled lightly with each other for a few minutes, then embraced lightly.

"Ok, ok. You might be right, it could make him feel safe I guess," Nick conceded. "Plus, that bed was pretty nice. Let's go - I'm pretty wiped out." "You are pretty all the time, Nick," Brian said, kissing Nick softly.

"Awww, baby," Nick said, holding Brian close.

Together the two of them made their way into the master bedroom, noting that Alex was still fast asleep but had moved to the right side of the huge bed. They slipped quietly around and climbed into the left side of the bed. Turning on their right sides, Nick spooned up behind Brian and pulled him close. Both boys were fast asleep in a matter of minutes.

Alex drifted in oblivion for what seemed a very long time. He gradually emerged from the gray nothingness become aware first of the warm and softness of the bed that he lay in. He reflexively tried to sit up, and made another discovery. His entire body was sore, every muscle clearly outlined by the pumped, tight feeling. The sudden movement nearly made him cry out in pain, though he managed to keep quiet. Moving very carefully, Alex took a look around the room as the memory of what had happened in the guest room before came back to him. This time however, it brought sadness rather than panic. Nick and Brian were surely gone at this point, he thought. They probably thought he was some kind of rich sicko who got off on playing games with people. Alex had known some people who were like that, and hoped that he never would be. Yes, Nick and Brian were definitely gone, in fact, they were ..in the bed next to him.

With a leap that would have delighted his gymnastics coaches, Alex was suddenly standing several feet away from the bed. Gritting his teeth against the sudden pain, he noticed that he was wearing only briefs, and they weren't the briefs he remembered having on before. No, the leopard skin briefs he was currently wearing were something that he carried around more as a gag than anything else.

Caught between stress and amusement, Alex made his way to a chair and sat down, looking at his two guests as they lay sleeping in his bed. He flexed his limbs carefully. It wasn't going to be so bad, a few days and some care would get him back to normal. Alex shook his head in embarrassment at the memory of his running out and bingeing at the gym. Well, the guys hadn't left after all. Not only that, but they were probably the ones who got him back to the room and into bed. Even more, he'd clearly had a shower and change of clothes, they were probably behind that as well. Alex felt his face redden and a glance down indicated that blood was rushing somewhere else as well. Well, they had seen everything he had anyway, Alex thought with a smile. He slipped a hand into the briefs, groaning as his palm found the swelling shaft. It had been a while - coaches and parents alike had raised him to view this as an indulgence, a waste of energy. Though he hadn't listened to them all the time, it was still a guilty pleasure in his mind. Guilty or not, though, he needed some relief badly. Alex stood and confirmed with a glance that his guests seemed to still be fast asleep. Then he slowly removed his briefs and leaned back in the comfortable reclining chair. Closing his eyes, Alex spread his legs and began to caress his balls as they began to slowly pulse and tighten in their smooth sack. As he began to give himself over to the sensations flowing throw his body, his soft moans became louder. Loud enough, as it happened, to attract some notice.

Nick had been drifting in and out of a light sleep for some time, and awoke with a slight jerk at the growing sounds in the room. As always, Brian was the first thing he thought of, and the first thing he noticed. After a brief nuzzling of his lips against Brian's irresistible neck, Nick turned and saw Alex's nude figure sitting in the chair. After a moment of shock, Nick found that he couldn't look away - he was fascinated by the sight of Alex pleasuring himself.

Nick wondered how many years Alex had spent training and developing his body. He looked like an embodiment of a classical ideal of beauty. His body was a stunning blend of form, symmetry and proportion. Sweat was beginning to glisten on his smooth skin as his muscles flexed and shifted beneath. His right hand had moved up from his balls to slowly pump his hardening shaft. Nick had seen Alex soft earlier, but was still a bit surprised at the size of his erection. The young man was both a shower and a grower. Any larger, and it would have been freakish rather than attractive. As it was, Alex was sure to draw stares of appreciation from any bystanders. Alex's face was a fine blend of youthful innocence and sensuous beauty. Sitting there with his eyes squeezed shut and his lips pressed together, Alex would be a dream come true for any model agency. Nick wondered if he had ever considered posing for a portfolio. Meanwhile, Alex's left hand was busy exploring his abs, caressing the hardened ridges of muscle beneath the smooth tight skin. Judging from the increasing moaning, this was a serious turn on for him.

Nick turned away briefly as he felt Brian stirring beside him. Covering Brian's mouth lightly, Nick shushed him and indicated the glistening form of Alex in the chair. After a second of confusion, Brian's mouth fell open and he joined Nick in watching the boy exploring his own body.

Alex began to pump his cock more and more rapidly, his free hand moving up to explore the rest of his muscular torso. Finally, with a series of muffled gasps, Alex pushed himself over the top. He continued to pump his cock as it sprayed ribbon after ribbon of semen over his torso. Once he finally ran dry, Alex just lay there for several minutes, eyes closed and head thrown back, his whole body shivering with the intense pleasure he had just given himself.

Nick and Brian were nearly caught off guard when he finally opened his eyes, but were able to lie back down and feign sleep just in time. Alex's head was still very light and he did not see through the act. He got to his feet somewhat wearily, picked up the briefs, and headed into the bathroom. Stepping into the shower, Alex turned the water on - making it as hot as he could stand. Alex moaned slightly as the hot steamy water sprayed over his body. It had always been one of his favorite things about hotels - that they never seemed to run out of hot water. The water was very mineral soft, and Alex was quickly covered in thick suds from the thin bar of soap. After a few seconds, he gave into temptation and allowed his hands to began worshipping his body once more. Slowly hardening once again, Alex yelped with pleasure as his fingertips found and explored the snug pucker between his muscular buttocks. The shower drain obligingly disposed of water, suds, and semen alike. For several minutes, Alex leaned against the shower wall panting as the hot water continued to flow across his broad shoulders and down his back. When he finally emerged, he was thoroughly clean and relaxed. With a grin, he slipped the leopard skin briefs back on and put on one of the luxurious white hotel robes, leaving the ties untied. Wiping the fogged up mirror with a washcloth he went about brushing his teeth, and combing his thick blond hair back. Once again, Alex thought how badly he needed a hair cut. He'd be in town for a few days, maybe it was time to take care of it.

Meanwhile, Nick and Brian had `awakened' and were talking quietly on the bed. They agreed not to mention watching Alex's solo session. Before long, Nick's mischievous nature led him to start a tickle war, which escalated to a full-blown pillow fight by the time Alex emerged with a cloud of steam from the bathroom.

Alex watched for a second as the two attractive young men laughed and swatted each other with pillows. Then, wearing a very boyish grin, he snatched up a free pillow and scored a fine surprise whack on Nick as the boy turned to look at him. Brian and Alex burst out laughing hysterically at the sight of Nick, sprawled backward on the bed, hair and eyes equally wild, with the most comical look of surprise on his face. Then, the tall blond was up and swinging furiously at both of them. A short time later, the pillows were abandoned and the boys were wrestling around on the bed. It tended to be an uneven contest, as Alex was by far the strongest of the three. Finally, after being pinned by the younger boy several times each, Brian and Nick teamed up and managed to press Alex down against the mattress. They all gradually became quiet, smiles fading somewhat, as Alex relaxed beneath his captors. Nick and Brian each had the same thought, looking and nodding at one another.

Nick leaned forward and touch his lips to Alex's in a slow, sweet kiss. Alex stared at him in astonishment after they parted. Then it was Brian's turn. After Brian leaned back from his own warm kiss, he just looked at Alex for a few minutes.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Brian asked quietly.

Alex sat up slowly and then pulled both boys into a soft embrace.

"Yes. I've wanted to talk about it with someone for a long time," Alex said, releasing them after a moment. "Thank you both for staying, I was so afraid that you would be gone. Thank you for helping me."

"Why did you think we would leave?" Nick asked.

"Brian told you what happened?" Alex said, pausing until Nick nodded. "You two are a couple, aren't you?"

The boys both smiled and nodded.

"Well, you hide it pretty well, I didn't see it until I saw you together in the room," Alex paused, looking down at the floor briefly. "I guess you've figured out that I'm gay too."

"We kind of thought you might be - was that what scared you so much?" Brian asked.

"Yes. When I saw the two of you together, I knew what I wanted, what I needed," Alex replied. "I've haven't really accepted it, I guess - being gay, I mean."

"I know how that is," Nick said. "I didn't really come to terms with it under after I met Brian."

Brian nodded. "I went through it a little later than Nick did - but we basically found each other." He absently took and held Nick's hand lightly.

"Have you told your families yet?" Alex asked.

"Not yet," Brian said. "The rest of the band knows, and we told Nick's brother Aaron." He cast and amused glance at Nick, who was looking slightly embarrassed.

"Yeah, we didn't have much of a choice on that one," Nick said. "The little guy walked in on us kissing in a hotel room. All because Brian forgot to lock the door."

"Hey, don't blame me," Brian protested. "I was just sitting in a chair and chilling out when you decided to use me as a snorkel."

They all laughed quietly at that.

"How did Aaron take it?" Alex asked. "It must have been surprising for him."

"He's really sharp for a kid his age," Nick said. "We didn't have to explain what was going on - he just starting giggling and said `you're gay, Nick?'. The only hard part was convincing him that it needed to stay a secret, even from our parents." He and Brian laughed briefly.

"Aaron is at that age where he worships Nick - the fact that they are so much alike only heightens it." Brian said. "I'll admit I got a bit freaked when he asked if that meant that he was gay too."

"I'll bet it did," Alex said. "How did you handle that one?"

"Well, once we got a grip it wasn't too bad," Nick said. "We managed to get it through to him that it was just the way we had been born."

"Yes," Brian agreed. "I think Aaron understands that it is something that he will have to discover about himself when the time comes. I wish everyone was as open-minded as children seem to be."

"Anyway, apart from a giggle or two now and then, Aaron hasn't said a word to anyone." Nick said. "He's really earned our trust."

"Well, I'd never out you guys, I want you to know that," Alex said quickly.

"I never doubted it," Brian replied.

"Yeah, we both knew we could trust you," Nick added. "And you know we would never out you either."

"Thanks guys," Alex said. "It's such a relief to be able to talk to someone about this. Have you guys ever thought seriously about going public about it?"

Both boys nodded quickly.

"Yeah, we have," Brian said. "The main reason to wait at this point is the career for the band. I wouldn't mind taking my chances if it was just us, but the other guys don't deserve to have the group flushed because of us. I'm afraid that it probably would do it, too."

"Yeah, I could see that," Alex said. "The so-called `boy bands' seem to rely a lot on the teenage girl thing."

Alex looked up quickly. "Hey, I'm sorry guys, I didn't mean anything by it."

"Hey, its ok, really," Brian said. "We know what's going on."

"Yeah, there's nothing to hide about that," Nick said. "This whole thing is based around the idea of putting a group of guys who are attractive in different ways and who can sing and dance up on a stage to draw the teens in - and the majority are the girls."

"Thanks, guys," Alex said, looking relieved. "I was starting to feel like a nosy reporter there for a minute. I wasn't trying to say that you are just image though, I've seen some of your videos and stuff. You guys really have talent."

Both boys looked pleased.

"Thanks, Alex," Brian said. "The dance stuff is the hardest part, I think."

"Yeah, I think so too," Nick said. "Keeping the moves right and the songs going at the same time."

"I don't doubt it," Alex replied. "Do you guys lip sync much - if you don't mind me asking?"

"It's ok," Brian said. "The songs put in separately for the videos of course. We do lip sync for TV performances some times, but not during concerts, except for a few times when we've had sore throats or other problems."

"Yeah, that kind of thing," Nick said. "And it is always us singing, there's no Milli Vanilli going on here."

"It's really a blast," Brian said. "At the risk of sounding like a total pansy, I have to say that I really like all the clothes too."

They all laughed for a minute at that.

"There's something I'll have to show you later," Alex said. "I bet you will really laugh."

"But, yeah, to get back to what we were saying before," Brian said. "We do plan on coming out, at least to family, once the band has run its course."

"Yeah, that's right, " Nick said. "We are realistic enough to know that the band probably only has a few years before the `next generation' takes over. When it's time to stop the bus, we will come out and be open about our relationship."

Nick turned suddenly and pulled Brian in for a delicious kiss. Alex looked on and smiled quietly. After a few moments, Brian pulled reluctantly away from the kiss.

"I'm sorry, I hope that we aren't making you uncomfortable," Brian said. "It's just that don't often get to be with each other and .."

"It's ok, really," Alex said quickly. "I think I understand how difficult it must be for you."

"So, what about you?" Brian asked. "Have you told your parents?"

Brian bit his lip at the sight of Alex's suddenly stricken face and simultaneously remembered what he already knew about Alex's parents.

"I'm so sorry," Brian said. "I forgot that they were.."

"It's ok," Alex said, recovering after a moment. Seeing the confused look on Nick's face, he explained. "My parents were killed in an airplane crash two years ago."

"Oh god, Alex," Nick said. "That's terrible - I'm sorry."

"Thank you," Alex said. "Don't feel bad, Brian. I still have to remind myself sometimes that they are gone. To answer your question, my parents knew about me, though I didn't exactly tell them."

"How did they find out?" Brian asked. "Did someone out you or something?"

"When I was 15, they basically caught me with someone." Alex replied. "One of the things about being an aspiring Olympic athlete, you are surround a lot of the time with really hot looking guys. Once I started making teams, I wasn't able to train entirely on my own as I had when I was younger. There isn't a lot of fraternization between teams of different countries, though it depends on the countries somewhat. On my own teams, though, it was a different story. It wasn't so much that a lot of the guys were gay or bi, but there was a lot of body worship that went on, especially in contact sports like wrestling and martial arts. Put lots of extremely healthy teenage boys together, cut them off from other leisure activities, and things heat up."

"I hadn't really thought about it before, but it makes sense," Brian said.

"Yeah, it does," Nick agreed. "All those hot guys around each other. So, was it another athlete that you were caught with?"

"Actually, no, it wasn't," Alex replied. "I was sort of `off limits' to the guys who might have been interested. A combination of having famous parents and the money, I guess. Well, no, that's not the whole story. I was kind of stand-offish, especially at first. I had been used to training privately, and I was starting to feel the pressure make and stay on the teams for which I qualified. I saw some things happen between guys, but it was all carefully kept secret, and it made it seem dirty somehow.

One of the things about being as rich as my family was is that you have a lot of eyes on you, and they usually weren't kind eyes. I was ready to be conscious of that, and how the press could really complicate things for us. I had a couple of near misses, but I was always worried about getting caught and making my folks look bad.

"We sure understand that," Brian said. "The press would chew us up if they knew about us."

"Yes, and I knew it would be same for my family if I made a mistake," Alex said. "Of course, that didn't cure me of raging teen hormones. What's worse, I had begun to realize about this time that I was gay, though I was in serious denial. There was this one guy, one of the assistant coaches, that I really starting lusting after. It wasn't that he was so much better looking than the other guys, but he seemed interested in me and seemed to understand some of what I was going through. We became friends very quickly and before I knew it I began to confide in him."

"Uh-oh, you told him?" Nick asked. "Not in so many words," Alex said. "He picked up on my hints pretty quickly though, and gradually began to talk about how he'd had `experiences' with some of the other guys on the team. It was very disarming, I guess because he seemed to be saying that the feelings I was having were ok.

I had never spoken with anyone else about the feelings. I didn't really have any close friends at the time. I knew that my parents loved me and would always protect me, but the whole thing had seemed dirty and ugly to me and I was ashamed to tell them, afraid that they would be disgusted with me or ashamed of me.

On the other hand, here was this guy who was accepting and even encouraging me. After a while, we had what amounted to a confrontation, where he made me come out and admit to him point blank that I was gay and I was interested in him. I didn't realize it at the time, but he was working very hard to seduce me."

Alex paused for a moment, and blushed slightly.

"You guys have seen what I've - well, what I've got, " he said. "Well, tights, speedos, and singlets don't leave much to the imagination anyway. Well, apparently I was the `big man on the team' if you follow me."

The boys smiled, blushing as well at the memory of Alex's erection.

"Well, anyway, I kept getting hard during practices, " Alex continued. "I was beginning to felt sort of like a circus freak. It actually popped out of my speedos during a regional competition one time - I thought I was going to die on the spot. Anyway, the point here is that I wasn't comfortable with my - um, equipment.

Instead of teasing me about it, though, this guy kept talking about what a big man I was - and very soon was telling me that I was turning him on. In the weeks that followed, we eventually reached the point where we were making out in his office at lot, though I had resisted doing anything more up until that point. At first, he seemed ok with it, but eventually got more and more pushy about it. Finally one day, he pushed me too far and I told him that I wouldn't be coming to him anymore. He seemed to accept my decision at the time.

A few days later, I received a large envelope in my locker. It had pictures of me and him making out and a tape of my admission of being gay. Inside was a note from me demanding that I go see him. When I did so, he told me that he would send copies to my parents and the press if I didn't give him what he wanted. What he wanted turned out to be mainly money - apparently getting me into bed had been part of the plan to trap me more tightly, and had somehow turned into a pride thing for him. He really got off on the idea of taking a rich kid and getting money and sex out of him - it was about control, I guess.

"Damn, I would have freaked out," Nick said. "Me too, what did you do?" Brian asked.

"At, first, I did whatever he asked," Alex said, looking away briefly. "The money wasn't a problem - I had my own money, my own accounts, as far back as I could remember. The sex was another matter. At first he really got off on making me suck him, every day sometimes more than once. I got better at it with time, but it always made me feel very dirty - very cheap. I lived in fear for a while that he would want to fuck me at some point, but it never came to that. Oddly, enough, he seemed more interested in my cock than my mouth or ass. At first he just fondled me while I sucked him, but eventually the roles sort of reversed. Ultimately, he was the one who was on his knees every day. Some days he didn't even insist on a 69 from me. I think that the whole thing started getting messed up in his head - he kept demanding more and more money, I think more to convince himself that he was still in control than anything.

I won't claim to mind getting head every day, but his needs were making him more and more reckless. In the beginning, everything had happened behind a locked door - either in his office, or at his apartment. After a month or so, though, he was taking what he wanted in bathroom stalls and locker rooms. After a couple of near misses with getting caught, I realized that it was going to come out eventually no matter what I did. After agonizing over it for several days, I finally confronted him and told him that I wasn't giving him anything more from that point on.

"Wow, that really took guts," Nick said. Brian nodded in agreement.

"Thanks, I was really scared, but there was no end in sight," Alex replied. "He didn't take it very well, as you might expect. He threatened me as before with exposure to my parents and the public, but I managed to stick to my guns. After a few days, my father called me."

"Ouch, the guy had carried through with the threat?" Brian asked.

"Yes, though he had only informed my parents at that point," Alex replied. "He sent copies of the pictures and tape along with a demand for money, a lot of money. My father spoke with me, asking me about what had been going on. I eventually broken down and told him the entire truth - I was so ashamed of what I had done, what I had become." Alex paused and rubbed at his eyes briefly.

Nick leaned forward and hugged Alex. "It wasn't your fault, man," he said.

"Nick's right," Brian added. "That guy set you up and took advantage of who you were. What did your father do after that?"

"He resolved it very quickly," Alex said. "It was actually funny, though I didn't appreciate it at the time. The next day he flew in and took me with him to confront the guy. We all three ended up in the guys office, and my father let him have it at that point. Basically, he offered the guy a deal. He could take the money that I had already paid him, quit his job, and vanish for good, or he would find himself up on charges for having sex with a minor and so on. He basically called the guy's bluff about going public. I had been so scared of being found out that I hadn't realized that the same info would destroy the man's career and probably land him in jail if it got out. Dad really rubbed the guy's nose in how much money and power we had, and how we could take a lot more crap and still come out ok.

The guy basically freaked out - gave my Dad all the stuff he had on me, and ran for the hills. Then it was time for Dad to talk to me about all of it."

Alex paused for a few minutes - the other boys waiting patiently without saying anything.

"He wasn't angry with me, there was not hatred or disgust in his voice or his eyes," Alex said. "But he was disappointed in me, I could tell. At the time, I think he believed that the gay thing was just a phase or something, a horny boy looking for something to do. He talked to me about how much responsibility the money and influence carried with them. He said that he needed to trust that I would do what needed to be done, that he needed to be able to leave things with me with the time came.

I couldn't stop crying - he needed me to be strong and I had failed him. I kept telling him that I would be good, that I would do better from then on, but I could just tell that he didn't believe me. The doubt in his eyes was the most painful thing I had ever seen at the time."

Alex paused again - looking up at Brian.

"That is where I was mentally this morning in your room," Alex said. "When I saw the two of you together, I knew that I would never be happy unless I had someone to love like you did. It all came back to me and it was like I was going to fail my parents again, that I would give in to those feelings that had made me feel dirty and weak before. I had to get out, to prove that I was strong.

After the original incident, I worked as hard as I could to prove to my Dad that I would be strong, would be worthy of him. It wasn't what he wanted from me - he had just been afraid that I would be hurt. I didn't understand that, though. About a year later, the accident happened. I had to identify their bodies - it was the only way I could believe that they were gone."

"I remember seeing the funeral in the news," Brian said. "It was a huge event, on every channel."

"Yes, at lot of people likened it to the funeral of JFK," Alex said. "My parents had done huge amounts of charitable work all over the world, in addition to all their business and political dealings. There were officials from a couple dozen countries there, including the President and Vice President. It was the reason why the service took place on the estate in Dallas, even though they were buried elsewhere - we needed the largest place we had to make it work, and the Dallas estate is huge."

"I remember how big it was - hey, didn't you sing at the funeral?" Brian said.

"You sing, too?" Nick asked.

"Yes, Mom and I used to sing together all the time," Alex replied. "She was Irish - I sang an old Gaelic traveling song that she really liked. We actually released an album of folk songs together, under different names. It didn't really catch on, but the material was good, I always thought.

After that, I focused on a handful of things - the Olympic games, investigating my parents' death, and trying to take over running their business interests. In time, I was satisfied that it had been a horrible accident. Everything that I won at the games, I dedicated to their memory. It was my finest hour, I only wish they could have seen it."

"Yeah, you were incredible," Nick said. "Racking up perfect and near-perfect scores, setting records, everyone was talking about it. "

"Do you have a copy of the album?" Brian asked. "I'd really like to hear it sometime."

"Yeah, I've got one of the CDs around here somewhere," Alex replied. "Anyway, the point of all of this is that I had to admit that I was still attracted to guys when I saw the two of you together - I had to face that I wouldn't be happy without what the two of you have. I was afraid that you would think I was some kind of pervert, or that I was playing some sort of game with you. This isn't about wanting to sleep with you guys, I need you to believe that. I am attracted to both of you, but I never intended to put a move on you or anything. I just wanted someone to talk to, and you guys seemed so cool and all."

The two boys moved over and embraced Alex tightly.

"It's ok," Brian said. "We didn't think that, honest."

"Yeah, dude," Nick added. "Besides, we're both attracted to you too."

Alex pulled away and looked at Brian, who nodded.

"Really?" Alex said. "You mean that?"

In response, both boys began to nuzzle either side of Alex's exposed neck.

"Oh boy" Alex said, as his robe was slipped from his shoulders.

The End of Part 5