I had known Andy for years....watched him play little league when my older brother was on his team. Our families had gathered for picnics, football games, swimmin trips, school events and the like. His brother Bradley was a classmate of mine too. And we had wrestled on the lawn, ridden bikes, gone bowling, participated in the father/son events that the scouts had..so we were like family. Our neighborhood, in fact, was like one big family. Kids came and went of course, families had their own troubles and life was as "normal" as anywhere else. And it didn't change....it grew. Most of us stayed around even after graduating from highschool. It was as if we wanted to keep the world of childhood surrounding us..a "never never land" if you will. Andy and Brad were no different. Andy was going to State College and commuting from his home. Brad and I were in a local junior college along with many of our friends from high school years. The spring found us barefoot, shirtless and playing football on the lawns that ran up and down our block. The winters found us yelling at football games at our old high school. But as it will for everyone, life changes. My life began to change one night....during a sleepover party at Andy and Brad's house. There were about ten of us who had been drinking beer, running around, creatiing havoc in the mall and finally ended up in their basement playroom watching television. We made fun of the old movies and watched a stolen porno tape from Andy's parents bedroom. They remained upstairs letting their sons and their friends do whatever we did downstairs. From time to time our noise resulted in Andy's Dad coming down stairs to tell us to shut up...and he usually stayed around for awhile..when he saw we were watching porno tape, he just smiled and left without saying a word. It was fun, the pizza was everywhere, the beer consumed and the hour late. But what I remembered the most was when Andy came back downstairs wearing nothing but a pair of white sheer pants. I had jacked off for years thinking about Andy, Brad, Charlies, Mobus, and my friends. I knew that sooner or later, I'd have to deal with the fact that I was either gay or just so horny, I'd have sex with anyone or anything. But I kept delaying that moment...and ingored the signs. But that evening I sucked in air when he came down stairs. The light from the corner lamp shown through the pants and his legs and even balls were outlined. My penis sprang to attention immediately. From that moment on, I kept finding my way next to him. As we ate more pizza, told more bad jokes and watched more sci fi films all of the guys began to get comfortable. I was shirtless and wearing my loose boxers while others were in their jockeys, tank tops or whatever. We all seemed to be trying to stay up as late as possible....like we did when we were kids. I sat next to Andy and yawned. I felt his hand on the back of my neck and move me till I lay on his lap..my head on his thigh, his hand stroking my bare back. I wondered if he knew about me, if he saw my erection stretching my boxers whenever I watched him or if he was as horny for me as I was for him. The lamps went out and the room began to fill with snores. "I gotta sleep in my own bed" Andy whispered. I didn't know if he was saying that to me to everyone. I moved so he could get up and walk towards that same lamp that illiminated his form earlier. Again it reveled the shape of his legs, his buttocks and a bit of his ballsac. He turned and smiled...it was dark, but I saw that wonderful smile. Then he turned out the lamp and went upstairs. I wanted to follow him..but didn't. He hesitated on the stairs before disappearing. How I wanted him to whisper my name....to signal or anything. But either he didn't or it was too dark to see if he did. I lay there for a moment and made the decision. "I gotta go piss" I said outloud in case anyone was awake and wondering why I was going upstairs. There was a bathroom down stairs which we all had been using..but I didn't care. My head seemed confused....my cock was rock hard...my stomach was jumping. I crept up the stairs hating the creeking sound that I created. My barefeet felt the floor with each step as if they were covered with sharp rocks. I walked thru the living room and up the second flight to the bedrooms. I had been there before.....Brad, Andy and their friends hung out in their bedroom as we did in each others houses over the years. In those bedrooms, we had wrestled, joked, studied, worried about grades, learned to masturbate and established our world. The beach boy song, "in my room" says it all. But I was about to leave "my room" and expand my life into that of another. I opened the door just in time to see Andy put his thumbs into the waistband of those white pants and slip them off. The moonlight illumintated it like some romantic film.....I saw it in slow motion..heard some sort of music that soard through my soul. If I had had doubts before, there were none then. I closed the door. He lay in the bed looking towards me as I walked towards him. I imitated his actions slipping my shorts off my body and continued towards him..my erection pointing the way. He moved over as I got under the covers and his hands pulled me close. We said nothing. Our hands felt, strokes, pinched, toyed and drank in the skin of the other. I moved down to kiss and lick his cock and balls. His gasp told me of his pleasure. I had never sucked a cock, but kept the images of women doing it on porno tapes I had seen and I tried to do the same. Andy's moans told me I was doing ok. His fingers found my buttocks and the hole between them. I had fingered there myself..but that was the first time anyone else had done it. I clenched my butt and loosened it. Andy spoke a word "here" handing me a jar. I opened it..it was some sort of lotion which I put on his cock. Somehow I knew what he wanted...he groaned louder as I stroked up and down. His hands turned me around and his arms surrounded me. I almost had an orgasm feeling his naked body against mine while he held me tight. His cock burned my asshole as it entered me...and I stiffled my reactions....trying to find a way to let him inside. It happened....I pushed down in my stomach and his cock was totally inside me in one stroke. I knew because I felt his pubic hair against my asscheeks. He fucked me. I realized he was actually fucking me. I hoped I was his first ... girl or guy. Maybe he'd enjoy it so much, he'd not want to have sex with anyone else. I felt his fingers pull on my nipples as he continued to push his cock in and out of me with long strokes. In my mind, I saw the image of him in his sheer white pants earlier...my own cock wanted attention and I tried to reach for it but his arms squeezed me tighter..I knew he didn't want me to touch myself. He slammed harder and harder into me and from his moans and whispered words I knew he was filling my guts with his sperm. He lay there for awhile..his cock still inside me..where he and I wanted it. His fingers slowly stroked my chest and nipples. I didnt' know what to do next...I wanted more. And as if he had heard that wish he began to move his cock in and out of me again. I could feel it grow because my asslips began to burn a bit as it expanded. His hand found my erection and firmly grabbed it...this time he'd manipulate me and fuck me at the same time. I let him.....my gut was so on fire it is hard to explain. I was in his control....and happily let the images of naked men I had seen my entire young life flash in my brain as I was taken on a long long ride of sexual play. It was the naked image of Andy and Brad and me in a bathtub when we were all very young that made me go over the top. Rarely remembered times of us playing with each other filled my head. I heard myself beg him to fuck me harder...and I exploded..and I realized he was pounding into my ass so hard, I knew he was cumming again too. We lay there exhausted...sweaty. I turned over realizing too late that my movement made his cock pop out of me. I groaned my regret. My lips kissed his sweaty chest, stomach, greasy cock and shrunken ball sac. I went on to his thighs which seemed to make him moan a bit and heard his words "toes". They each entered my mouth and I tongued and sucked them like ten cocks. He loved each time I did it. He pulled me up and was over me now, kissing, licking and sucking me too. My nipples survived his teeth....letting him inflict pain until I couldn't stand it. My cock and balls were totally in his mouth too..and he chewed gently on them. My legs were in his hand and his cock was in my ass again. The moonlight let me see his body as he began to fuck me a third time..with a half hard cock. I wanted to watch him in full light...and hoped he'd fuck me until the sun came up so I could see it. His cock was in his hand now as he stroked it and then lay down. "Sit" he said and I crouched over him...finding his cock and aiming towards my ass...and shoving it into me. I rocked my body fucking myself on it...his hand stroked my cock and I lost control....fucking myself in his hand and on his cock. I squeeled a bit and heard him say "shhhh" but it was too late..I was streaming my second volume of jism all over the guy. "Lick it up" I bent over and licked as he told me to...trying to keep his cock in me as I ate my own sperm off his wonderful sexy body. I lay on top of him..and as I had hoped, his arms surrounded me. "Hey you guys, it's nine o'clock. Everyone's gone" Brad was shaking me and Andy. We lay side by side with my head on Andy's bare chest. His arm was around me. Brad was wearing a towel and standing there. I didnt' see any expression on his face damnng me.....in fact he looked as natural as always. "Come on...we got a game" he said. We had all agreed to go to the lawns for a Sunday game of football as always. "You gotta try this" Andy said. I didn't know what he was talking about. Andy reached over and pulled Brad towel off. "Go ahead " he said, his hand pushing me towards Brad. I realized what he wanted me to do. I would do anything Andy wanted after that first night. I was on my knees sucking his younger brother now. Brads cock curved as soon as I had it in my mouth..it was hard and begging for me to suck it. I did. "And he's got one hell of an ass, dont' you boy?" his hand slapped my butt. Instead of recoiling it, I lifted it up....as if a natural reaction to his attention. His cock burned me again as he jammed it into me. I gasped but no sound came out...Brad cock muffled it. I was sucking faster and faster..keeping pace with Andy's cock jamming into me. I was swallowing the spurts that Brad was shooting into the back of my throat. I heard Andy's now familiar sounds, knowing he was shooting into my guts again. "Shit....why didn't we do this years ago?" Brad asked. "We got lots of time" Andy said. And that's how I became the lover of the Grannitz Brothers. My ass and throat never needed another cock. I slept at their house so often, their parents began to call me their third son. My parents didn't seem to mind. My sisters and brothers kept them busy. "We knew sooner or later...." My dad would say to my mom. I thought he meant that he knew I was gay, but "sooner or later, he'd be leaving the house" he completed the thought. Graduation was coming for Andy. That meant in another year Brad and I would be going to State College too. I didn't know what Andy would be doing..or what Brad and I would do withouth him. We crammed in as much time and cock together as possible as if we three knew it would end..sooner or later. Andy and Brad live in Seattle going to grad school. I visit them from time to time and we three return to our younger years....gladly. My own lover in San Francisco knows about it. And I lovingly return to his arms after my visits, hornier then before. So for that he's grateful. And he even wears a pair of sheer white pants for me from time to time, knowing I'll turn into a horny wild hungry teenager again..this time for him. All thanks to the Grannitz Brothers..always a part of me and my life.