The Society Boys

The Society Boys By Connor Matthews

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Chapter 154

As Karl stood up he was huge. Easily 6'3" and the size of a small building. I might have to stay behind him so I can help push him through doorways if he gets stuck. Let's see any homos get to my dick now. I'd have Hulk here to snap them in half.

"Do you have a car?" He asked as we made our way into the parking lot.

I went to answer and then thought better of it. I'm pretty sure fancy cars like that have those tracking devices. "No, I took the bus," I lied.

"Okay. My truck is right over there. I'm only a couple blocks away. I'll shower and change and we can go grab dinner. Any type of food you like?"

"Not really. Anything is good with me. Whatever you want." I had no idea what I was in the mood for and I didn't want to think anyway. We quickly went the two blocks to his townhouse and he pulled into the garage. We made our way upstairs where everything was on the one level and nicely laid out. "You live alone?" I asked as I noticed two bedrooms.

"No, I have a roommate. He's just on vacation at the moment. Young guy, just a little older than you I suspect."

"Cool. Nice place."

"Thanks. Make yourself at home. I couldn't help but notice your hand. It's a little swollen and you have some bruising. Can I offer you an ice pack or a bandage?"

"Maybe an ice pack if you have one, thanks."

He went to the fridge and got a frozen cloth bag and gave it to me. "What happened if you don't mind me asking?"

"Making corrective adjustments to incorrect behaviour."

He laughed. "You hit someone? Who won?"

"Me. Definitely me." I said thinking of the guy I'd hit and how hard he'd gone down. My guess is that he'll never grab a guys dick again.

"That's good. Feel free to look around. I'm just going to grab a shower and shouldn't be long."

He left and I felt kinda weird standing in someone's house by myself. I took a look at the pictures on his stands and he seemed to have lots of friends. Most of them younger. There were a lot of him and a younger guy, which I assumed was his roommate. They had certainly been a lot of places together. There were some on the top of a mountain, others where they were hanging off rock walls, kayaking, and all sorts of other outdoor stuff. No wonder this guy was so muscular and large. He had to be easily over 200 lbs and looked like it was solid muscle. Made me look like a little kid next to him. I may only be 16... 21, if you believe the crazy mind torturers that I just escaped from, but next to this guy I looked 13. I wandered absently around the house and strolled into the first bedroom. I figured it must have been the younger guys room from the décor and the fact it was slightly messy. I imagined it would be the way I'd keep my room. It felt pretty comfortable. I didn't touch anything but just looked around. Then I wandered down the hall to the other bedroom and figured it must be Karl's. It was much more mature and neater. I noticed the dirty clothes in the closet and he had some pretty colorful underwear. I thought old dudes wore baggy grandpa type boxers all the time, or those pull up Depends things. Guess that's another stereotype blown to hell. I was just looking around at things when I was startled by the voice behind me.

"Guess you're making yourself at home." Karl said almost scaring the crap out of me. I may end up having my own dirty underwear to put in this pile if he does that again.

"Sorry, I was just checking out the house. I didn't touch anything," I said spinning around to face him. He was wrapped in just a towel and now I felt really awkward. I didn't know where to look and my face must have gone 50 shades of grey...I mean 40 shades of red. His chest was massive with a light matte of hair across it. It looked like it might have been shaved short, but for all I know it could be that way naturally. I've never really seen a guy with hair on his chest before. It was kinda interesting. He even had hair from his belly button down into the towel. I must have stared a little too long as he smiled and came closer.

"Like I said. Feel free to make yourself at home. Sorry I startled you."

"Uh, it's okay. Sorry for being in your room. I was just interested in things. Are all these pictures of you?" I asked trying desperately to change the subject and avoid looking at his massive chest which was pretty much taking up the entire room. I wondered how easy he would be to capture and take in to the sasquatch hunters and claim my reward.

"Yeah, I do a lot of extreme sports. Won a few awards for weight lifting, wrestling, body building. Things like that. Plus I'm big on outdoor adventures."

"Yeah, I saw a lot of the pictures in the other room. I'd love to be able to do half those things."

"So come with us sometime. You certainly look fit enough," he replied complimenting me.

"Nah. Not compared to you. I think my whole body is the size of one of your arms."

"Nonsense. I'm sure you must do some working out of your own. If you want to build a few more muscles, I'd be happy to give you a few pointers."

I felt good about that, but I had no idea if I worked out or not. For all I knew this body was just how it had developed on its own. "Cool," I replied.

He stepped closer. "Let's have a look at your hand first." He took the bag that I'd been holding over my knuckles and commented that we could let it rest for a bit and then put the bag back on later as it wasn't a good idea to freeze it completely. "How about we check out the rest of you and see what muscles need developing. Lift your arms and let's take a look at your chest."

Before I could say or do anything, he grabbed the bottom of my shirt and yanked it off over my head. Now I really felt self-conscious. The Hulk and Jughead in one room together. Where he was tanned, hairy and all muscles, I was pale white, completely hairless and skinny. Like one of those weird albino cats without fur. If this was his idea of making me feel better it was backfiring rapidly. He felt my arms and I automatically flexed as if to prove I had more than I did. After all, when his arms are the size of my thighs, it makes my arms look a lot like toothpicks. I'm not really skinny, but compared to this guy I was almost anaemic. He felt my chest and my whole body shook. I'm not sure if I was scared or excited that he was taking such an interest in how I could develop more.

"You have very good muscle tone. It wouldn't take much to build you up at all. Is that something you can see yourself doing?"

"Definitely. I wouldn't mind being a little bigger, that's for sure," I admitted with a small smile.

"Any specific areas you want to target?" he asked as he unceremoniously spun me around to check my back. I looked over my shoulder as his fingers worked down my spine towards the top of my ass.

"Probably just chest, abs, biceps. Stuff like that," I replied. His hands came around and popped the button on the top of my jeans and lowered the zipper quickly, and before I could respond, he'd yanked my pants down to my ankles and was feeling my thighs. Well, that was unexpected. "Umm, I think my legs are ok." I mumbled nervously.

"Not bad, that's for sure, but if you're going to work out, you should be sure to do things evenly, otherwise you end up being either top or bottom heavy and out of proportion. Nothing looks worse than a guy with a good torso and skinny legs or vice versa."

"I suppose. Hadn't really thought about it much." I was trying to keep my composure as his fingers worked up and down my legs feeling each muscle. He lifted my leg and pulled my jeans off and then did the same with the other leg, leaving me standing there in my boxer briefs.

"Bend over and put your hands on the bed and spread your legs a bit. I'll check your spine." I wasn't sure what we were doing, but I did as he said, probably because he was three times my size and pretty commanding in what he was saying. He felt along my spine all the way to my tail bone and then felt my ass cheeks. "Not bad. Your glutes are firm but we'd probably add that to the workout too. He pulled the top of my shorts down slightly and pressed fingers into the top of my buttocks and commented that he felt a few knots indicating a little stress. A `little' stress? He should be in my head. There was a dumpster full of stress in there. He felt the rest of my body and his hands were so huge that they almost wrapped around my legs. I think he may have even brushed against my private area a couple times, but I didn't say anything as I didn't want to upset him or think I couldn't handle his critique as he checked me out. If he could help me get bigger, I'd go back and teach those guys who messed me up a huge lesson.

"Okay, stand up," he said firmly. I almost snapped to attention as it seemed the right thing to do with such a command. I stopped short of saluting. He spun me around to face him and looked me over again. "Put your hands behind your head and flex your arms."

I did as I was told and he felt the biceps, triceps and whatever other `ceps that were there, including into my armpits. I didn't know armpits had muscles. He worked down my sides and knelt in front of me as he checked waist, hips and thighs. I was paying close attention to all his comments and making notes on what he thought I should work on. He lowered the front of my shorts slightly and pressed into my stomach just above my crotch. He said it was just to check for a hernia. I'll have to take his word on that as I have no idea how to check for those. Then without warning he yanked my underwear down to the floor and I was now naked in front of him. Geez, here we go again. I thought they bought you dinner BEFORE we got this personal. Apparently I was getting dinner afterward.

"Decent size cock," he said complimenting me. Finally something that didn't need to be bigger. Looks like your balls are full," he said as he reached up and took hold of them. I almost jumped out of my skin. "When's the last time you masturbated?"

"A few days ago. Not sure," I said a bit surprised by the blunt question and how comfortable he was handling my junk. I guess jocks don't have personal boundaries around each other. That would take some getting used to. I'm a pretty private person, just ask the guy lying dying in the men's bathroom.

"Make sure you drain them regularly if you're going to work out. Turn your head to the side and cough for me." I did as he said and then repeated it by looking the other way. He took hold of my cock and felt it firmly. This was a pretty thorough exam for a hernia and I felt a bit of panic as blood rushed to my dick and it began to inflate. This guy is gonna be getting a face full of cock if he's not careful. That'll teach him to play with a guy's junk without warning him first. "How big are you when you're hard?"

"I dunno. Average I guess."

"Seriously? All guys know how big they are. Important to know when you're working out, so you get the right size jock. Nothing more embarrassing than having your cock and balls flop out the side of a jock that's too small, or too large."

`I can think of one thing more embarrassing', I thought to myself as he continued to feel me up. This guy seeing my erection millimetres from his face. "I'm about 8 inches I guess."

"Well, we can size you up later when it's the right time. Turn around. Just one more check and then we'll know how to proceed and I can make some recommendations. I turned around and let him push me flat onto the bed. I was a little thankful for that so he couldn't see my cock continue to inflate. He spread my legs a little wider and I was incredibly aware that he could probably see right into my ass. I guess sports people aren't shy about their bodies. I suppose I'd have to get used to that if I was going to learn to workout. I've heard of wrestlers getting completely naked for weigh-ins, so I suppose this was just part of that idea. "I'm just going to check your prostate to make sure it's not inflamed or anything. Wouldn't want to do damage by putting strain on you." Seems like good advice, but wherever the prostate is, I think I'd know if it were inflamed. Seems like an unnecessary precaution. There was a short pause and then I felt his finger at the crack of my ass. Yipes. Hope I'm clean back there.

"Whoa!" I yelled out forward as his finger went into my ass and I jumped. "Holy shit dude. What the hell?"

"Sorry, I should have warned you it might be a bit cold," he said quickly as I looked back at him.

"A bit cold? Umm, not the point. You stuck your finger in my ass," I complained.

"That's how you check the prostate. I thought you knew that."

"Uh, no! I didn't know that," I said almost sarcastically. "At least warn a guy when you're gonna do something like that. The last guy that surprised me like that is lying face down in a urinal."

He laughed. "Is that how you got the bruised hand? Sorry, I thought I had warned you. I'm guessing you've never had it checked before."

"I'm guessing not," I said as I calmed down. "Is this really necessary?"

"No, but I don't know you or your physical condition so I wanted to be sure that we didn't injure you with over exertion. We can leave it for now if you prefer, but if it is enlarged, it could rupture and then you'd have a real problem on your hands if I gave you the wrong exercises to do. I didn't hurt you did I?"

"No, not at all. I'm guessing you can check it if you need to. But warn me when you're about to do it and go slower. Not exactly an entrance ya know."

He smiled and I got back into position. I held my breath in preparation for what was to happen. He slapped my ass lightly. "Relax. You don't want to snap my finger off. Plus if you take a deep breath and push out as my finger goes in, it'll be a lot easier."

I nodded and took a few deep breaths as I felt a cold liquid being poured down my ass crack. I was beginning to rethink this whole check-up and working out thing, although I was actually wondering how it was that I ended up naked so fast anyway. Seems everyone wants me out of my clothes. I felt his finger begin to enter and I relaxed and let it in. This time it wasn't that bad, just a little uncomfortable, like I had to poop or something. He went in further and further and I went to tighten my ass, but he just slapped me on one of the cheeks. I took another deep breath and relaxed again. I wondered how far in this thing was that he was looking for. I was pretty positive if he kept going it might have been easier if I just opened my mouth and he could have looked down my throat to see it. Then all of a sudden I jumped as he touched something inside me. It felt like a small electric shock. "That's the prostate," he said helpfully as he rubbed around in my ass while all I wanted to do was squirm off the bed away from him. It felt crazy weird. I was concentrating so hard on breathing and relaxing and trying not to freak out that I almost didn't notice as my cock began to throb underneath me. Whatever he was doing in there was affecting my dick and I was really trying to keep things under control here so he didn't get the wrong idea. He was doing a bit of humming and haaaing as he felt around.

"Seems pretty good. No inflammation or anything," he reported. That was good news. Now he really did owe me dinner. He moved his finger in and out a little and my whole body was shaking at the sensation. If he kept doing this I had a feeling we were in for a bit of an embarrassing moment.

"You should probably stop or I might pee or something," I warned him as politely as I could under the circumstances. He reached between my legs with his other hand and took hold of my cock and balls.

"You're definitely healthy that's for sure. An erection is one way of knowing whether we actually got the prostate or not. I'm not hurting you am I?"

"No. It feels a little strange but nothing I can't handle," I said honestly. I left out the part where it kinda felt good. Like I was being jerked off from the inside out.

"It's one of those spots on a male that creates pleasure. That's why so many love to wear butt plugs during sex. It stimulates the prostate and makes the climax stronger. But if you don't make sure the prostate is healthy, especially during physical exertion, you can have some real problems. That why we have to check it thoroughly. If you feel like taking care of your erection go ahead. I'm almost finished, or I could help and show you how sensitive your prostate is."

"Like how?" I asked naively.

"Well, if you'll trust me, I'll show you, and I'll bet you cum without having to touch yourself."

"That I'd like to see," I laughed. "Show me that and I might never have to leave the house." I mean how much more personal could this get. I'm naked on a stranger's bed with his finger in my ass and his hand around my cock. Seems like we should be getting engaged any moment now.

"Okay, just put your head down and relax and I'll give you one of your first lessons."

I did as he said and just hoped he wouldn't be pissed if I shot my load all over his bed. He seemed to have forgotten about that part. He warned me that I'd feel a little fuller this time, but the reward would be worth it. He said he was going to go straight for the prostate. I nodded and began to breathe, and then remembered to relax my ass. I felt more liquid and a rustle of fabric. Both his hands went to my hips and I let him position me where he needed as he used his feet to spread my legs a little wider. Then I felt pressure at my ass and my brain put two and one together and realized what was about to happen. Shit! How could I be so fucking stupid? I turned my head to have a look, but one of his massive hands moved to hold me down. Then I felt him begin to enter me.

"Wait! Wait! Don't! I'm not gay. I don't want to do this. Please don't," I said trying to get away, but he had me held firmly. He pushed in harder and pulled me back against him. I yelped as the head of his cock pierced my hole and slid quickly inside.

"Relax. That's the worst part and it feels so much better than a finger. It's just one way to get in deep enough to really let you experience your prostate. Just give it a second and relax, or it hurts more if you tense up."

"No, no. I don't want to get fucked. Please don't. Please. I just want to go to dinner. I changed my mind about the weights and stuff." He ignored me and pushed his cock the rest of the way inside. It felt like he was pushing his whole arm in there. Once he hit that prostate thing, he stopped and waited, telling me to just calm down and enjoy it. Calm down and enjoy it? CALM DOWN and enjoy it!! Is he insane? He's ripping my ass open and fucking me. Son of a bitch I'm a dumb asshole. I should have known this guy was too good to be true.

"I promise that once you get used to it, you'll wonder why you never tried this before."

"No I won't. I'll be ripped apart and my ass will be bleeding and my poop will just fall out," I complained almost on the verge of tears. I really didn't want to have him see me cry or he'd really think I was a pussy. This is why I need to toughen up so that guys can't do stuff like this to me. He pulled back and began to fuck. I cried out for him to stop, but that just seemed to make him go faster. What's the gay word for stop? Stoppenzephuken? Wait, maybe that's the German word for it. I know the German word for constipation is pharfrumpupen, but I needed the gay word to make him stop before I was torn apart by this behemoth and his whale dick. I tensed up when he went to push back in, but he slapped me hard, giving me a bit of a shock. I ended up letting my ass muscles go limp which allowed him all the way back in. I felt that same electric sensation again as hammered his way in, only this time it seemed more intense. I tried to squirm away or look back, but he had me held firmly and just kept fucking. I didn't want to admit it, but by about the fourth thrust my whole body felt like it was going to explode. I could feel my cock leaking pre-cum or pee or something and I think I may have moaned, which totally gave him the wrong idea as he reached around and took hold of my penis and began to jerk me off as he fucked harder. I was having a bit of stimulation overload. I needed to get away from him, but thought maybe if I just sucked it up, held on, bit my lip and let him get it over with, it might be easier than running out naked into the street.

"Shit, stop!! Shit, I'm gonna cum. Please stop fucking me," I cried out.

"Trust me and hang on just a few more seconds. You're gonna love this. If you drain those balls before working out, your sack won't hurt as much by the time you're finished."

`No, but my ass will be one sore bitch' I thought as he kept fucking me hard as I was pressed firmly to the bed and held in place. He fucked a little faster and squeezed my dick hard with his lubed up fingers and jerked me off. I closed my eyes and held my breath as I shot my load all over his bed and cried out. He dug his fingers into my neck and jammed my head hard to the bed as his cock went deeper than ever into my ass. Then he yelled out and just stopped inside me. I could feel him shake and wondered if I should be doing something to get him out of me. Maybe he was having a heart attack. God, if an ambulance showed up with his dick inside me, I'd never live this down. He slowly pulled out and pushed me to one side and scooped some of the cum off his bed. He was gonna be pissed I'm sure. But hey, if anyone should be pissed it's me. I just got raped. So fuck him. He deserves that and more. I watched in stunned fascination as he licked my cum off his fingers. So gross. He pulled me upright and turned me around quickly. My cock was still half hard and he dropped to his knees and sucked me off, squeezing my shaft like a tube of toothpaste. I think he got a bit of a cum surprise by doing that. He stood up with a huge grin on his face and grabbed the back of my head and pressed his lips hard against mine. It tried to back away, but it was like I was super glued to him. His tongue was pressing at my lips to get in and I was trying to resist. That was futile as he used his other hand to press on my jaw and open my mouth. His tongue snaked into me and we kissed for what seemed like two hours. I think it might only have been two minutes. Trouble is I kinda liked it. With his size and forcefulness I felt strangely comforted, even with my ass throbbing like I'd taken a dump the size of a watermelon. I closed my eyes so I wasn't looking at a guy, which might have been a mistake as my cock started to get hard again. He smiled as we kissed and he used the hand that had forced my jaw open to take hold of my dick. It went fully erect in seconds.

"Looks like you're not fully drained yet. Told you it was important to get all that out of your system before you work out," he said as he stopped kissing me. He pushed me down on the bed and in one quick wrestling move had me flat on my back with my legs over his shoulders. Before I could do or say anything, he pulled my hips forward and went back inside me for a second fucking. I was truly pinned beneath him as he fucked me even deeper than before. I tried to get away but it was like being trapped beneath a pile of concrete. He pushed my legs forward as he climbed on the bed and leaned in towards me. He lowered his head and came for my face again. No I was being both fucked and kissed at the same time. A hand went to my cock that was sandwiched between us and I was getting attacked from every possible angle. God damn it I'm a stupid little asshole. This huge guy, who I thought would be a great bodyguard was just another fag wanting me for sex, but I'd gotten trapped. Literally.

In the position I was in it felt like his cock was going deep into my stomach, and he was fucking me like it was his last fuck on earth. I didn't know what to do, so I just relaxed and let him do what he wanted. I figured it would be over soon and I could go. I realized that I was about to cum again, and made the mistake of telling him. He quickly pulled out and I'm sure I heard a pop as he snapped out of my ass. He dropped his face to my cock and swallowed me whole. He shoved two fingers back up my ass. That's all it took, and I sent another load flying out of my body. This time I didn't have to worry about his bedspread, and as far as I was concerned he deserved the shot of cum in his mouth. But he'd have to kill me if he thought we were kissing again after that. He sucked everything he could out of me and when he let my cock go, he came up and lay beside me.

"Damn, you are one hot fuck and that is the most decent cock I've seen in a long time. You've got to be easily 8 inches, maybe 9."

I had no idea what to say, so I said what anyone would say when they receive a compliment. "Thanks." Well, this was awkward. He was fully naked and lying beside me with his leg over mine.

"Was that your first time with a guy?" he asked.

"Uh, yeah." I said quickly. Although technically it was my second if you count the blowjob I got at that gay guys house, that everyone said never happened.

"I'm hoping you aren't too upset with me. I saw you needed some relief and thought this might be a nice way to give it to you."

"Not my definition of nice considering I'm straight," I said bluntly. "So were you really going to show me how to build muscles and stuff or was all that just so you could fuck me?" I asked brusquely.

"No, I actually wanted to check out your body and see if you were interested in working out, but when you got an erection, I figured you could use a little more personal attention. Seems like you needed something fun in your life."

"And a movie never crossed your mind?" I ask sarcastically.

"Well, once I had my finger in your hole and you were squirming around on it, I figured you'd enjoy a good fuck before dinner."

"So I am still getting dinner?" I asked. I really wanted to get out of there, but I was also hungry now. "But after what you just did, you're paying for it. I'm not gay, and I'm certainly no fuck toy."

"Of course not. But you are one very good looking guy, who seems to like having his prostate attended to."

"So you say. Is my ass gonna be a giant gaping hole now or what?"

"No, it tightens pretty fast. Part of the fun of anal play. How about we go get cleaned up and go to dinner and talk. You have any plans later?"

"Not really. I'm not sure where I'm going. It's a long story, but I'm just kinda taking the day as it comes."

He reached down and ran his finger in the wet spot on his bed. "I can see that," he grinned.

"Ha ha, very funny."

"Told you you'd cum without touching yourself."

"I don't think you fucking and jerking me off counts. So are you gay or just a horny old perv?"

"Ouch! I'm gay and I'm not that old. I'm 37."

"Trust me, that's old." I said trying to get one back at him. He grabbed me and rolled on top as he straddled my crotch.

"Well I'll bet I could outlast you at almost anything."

"Maybe. But I do know one thing, if you keep sitting on my dick like that, it's gonna get hard again. It's not used to being touched, and I'm really not into fucking a guy. I think I've had my share of gayness for the rest of my life."

"So you're a total bottom then?" he laughed.

"What's that mean?"

"A bottom is a guy who likes to get fucked. A top does the fucking and versatile means you do both."

"And a straight guy who gets his ass raped by a big old perv? What's that called?"

"The best luck you could have!" he laughed as he jumped off the bed and pulled me up. "Come on let's get cleaned up before you do get another boner that we have to take care of. Do that in the gym and we might not get any training done at all."

"I guess there's something to be said for whacking off before working out then huh? God imagine how embarrassing it would be to throw a rod in front of all those guys working out. Shit, I'd never be able to show my face in there again. I suppose it was worth being fucked to learn that." I wanted to be pissed at this guy for what he'd just done, but I wasn't. I felt strangely comfortable around him, although now that I'd cum a couple times, I would really like to put my clothes back on. Maybe he'd act like a straight guy again now that he'd also cum. I always thought fags were skinny little sissy boys who talked with a lisp and tried to get into your pants all the time. Okay, he got into my pants, so that stereotype seems real, but he sure didn't look or act gay, other than the whole fucking me thing.

"If it makes you feel any better, lots of guys bone up without sexual attention. It's just part of the blood flow around the body. But I've never known anyone who took to a fuck like you just did. Without knowing anything else about you, I'd say that you have a very sensitive ass and if you learn how to use it, you could have some amazing sex."

"You mean let guys fuck me a lot just so I can cum better? No thanks." I said quickly as we headed for the bathroom. As we entered, he kinda blocked out most of the light as he towered over me and filled the small space.

"Not necessarily just being fucked. Try a butt plug, or a vibrating dildo. Makes it pretty intense. You should always drain your balls though. It helps prevent prostate cancer for one, and when they get too full they begin to hurt. Stick around long enough and I'll show you what I mean."

"Let me guess, you'll show me by having sex with me some more?"

"Triton, I have a feeling that while you might not be gay, you'll want to explore your ass more and will probably ask me to fuck you again once you realize you actually enjoyed it."

"I doubt that, but it didn't hurt like I thought it would. So that was a bit of an education."

"And you came twice while you were being fucked, so there's that." He said as he turned on the shower to get the temperature right. I ignored that comment. "Go ahead, hop in and I'll grab a clean towel for you."

I got in and pulled the curtain closed and let the water run over me. Then I grabbed my ass and aimed it at the spray to let it wash the fuck off me and see if it could reduce the throbbing sensation. I could also feel liquid running out of my ass leaking and could only imagine what was happening back there. I had my eyes closed and was enjoying the feeling of the water running down my ass when the curtain moved back and Karl joined me. This was new. Showering with a dude now. Christ, this day started out weird and was just progressing into the twilight zone. He does know he's the size of two normal guys, so it's like there's three of us in here now. Yay, my first three-way. That was sarcasm.

"Turn around and I'll wash your back to get all that lube off you." It was more of a command than a suggestion as he put his hands on my shoulders and spun me. He took the soap and washed my back with a coarse sponge thing. It was like he was taking the first layer of skin off but it actually felt refreshing. Then he moved down and soaped up my ass. "Damn those are nice firm glutes. I think with a little work, you could have the finest ass anywhere."

"Ummm, thanks?" I replied. "I'd rather have the finest chest and abs, maybe biceps. You know, something I can show off to people. Can't exactly go around dropping my pants to show them my `fine' ass." I remarked with a little humour.

"Well, that just depends where you are. Put on a nice jock and walk around the locker room. You'll get plenty of attention. Once we get additional definition on you, I think you could be modelling for Calvin Klein."

He probably had a friend named Calvin Klein and I'd be modeling my ass for his dick. I took a deep breath as his hand rubbed up and down my ass crack and pressed hard against my hole. He was certainly making sure I was clean back there. As he rubbed me, I could feel the tip of his finger pressing against the hole and almost shook my head as I figured he was going to go back in for my prostate again. I didn't have to guess for long as he slipped the tip of a finger in and wiggled it.

"You don't want to be leaking lube all night do you?" He asked.

"No, definitely not," I said sarcastically as he hit that sensitive spot again. When I get some alone time, I'm gonna check that out further as it seemed like if it was that sensitive I could just play with it myself and I wouldn't need a big gay dude to do it for me.

"Okay, I'll just clean you up and then we can go eat. Put your hands on the shower wall and stick your ass out."

I did as he said and I looked back as he dropped to his knees behind me and used a wash cloth to clean my ass. He pulled my cheeks apart and thoroughly cleaned me. If I'd had spray painted graffiti on my ass he would have had scrubbed it off by now he was so thorough. Then as I thought he was done he grabbed my hips and buried his face in between my cheeks and I felt his tongue penetrate me. I went up on my tip toes to try and get away but he pulled me back down and kept going. It was the wildest feeling ever. This guy sure knew how a body worked and how to hit all the spots. If all gay guys knew this, then no wonder it was so easy to get straight boys into bed. They must go to sex classes that straight guys don't get to go to, so they can learn this stuff. I closed my eyes and leaned against the wall as he cleaned me up. Most bizarre shower I've ever had...I think. I shuddered both at the feeling and the fact that he had his tongue up my ass. I felt his hand come around and take hold of my cock which was already half hard again. I really gotta learn how to keep this thing from going erect in inappropriate situations like this. He stood up and rubbed his cock up and down my hole.

"Ready to go again?" He asked.

"Go where?" I asked looking back at him. He took the lotion and poured it on his cock and rubbed the tip against my hole. "Oh... Please don't I'm really not gay and I don't want to be fucked again."

"Your cock seems to think differently," he said as he leaned in and kissed my neck as he shoved his erection back inside me. I moaned as he went all the way in and pulled me against him. His fucking was a lot rougher this time and I was almost having trouble maintaining my balance as he banged away at me while jerking me off. He lifted one of my legs onto the edge of the bath and pushed my back down so I had no choice but to put my hands on the edge of the bath. He slammed me harder and if I slipped he was gonna pound me right through the tiles. That would be a look. My head out one side of the wall and my ass out the other. Woohoo! I would be a trophy on his wall. Not sure I want that, so I braced myself to let him finish. The weird thing is that in the shower it didn't hurt anywhere as near as much as when he had first entered me. I could feel his cock on each thrust as it brushed over my prostate and it really did send a wild sensation through my body, so he wasn't lying about that. I just wish he didn't need to use his cock to prove the point. I wasn't exactly big enough or in a position to get away right now, plus I don't know what it is about your prostate that feels so insane, but I shot my load again, so I have to admit I'm guessing I liked it. I didn't even know a guy could cum that much in one day. He pulled out and quickly rubbed my ass to clean it again. At this rate we'd be in the shower forever. We finished up and dried off and I finally got back into my clothes. Part of me wanted to get the hell out of there, but I didn't have any place else to go right now, and I was hungry, so I figured I could go eat and then say goodbye. He owed me that much at least.

We went for dinner at the Old Spaghetti factory which was nice and Karl paid for everything. Seems a little cliché if you ask me, but who am I to complain. All I'd need would be a cigarette and this could be a porno. We talked a lot and he asked me about my life, and because I was so vague he asked even more questions. I eventually told him what was going on and I think he was shocked to say the least. He might have even thought I was a little wacko cuckoo when I told him they had altered my looks to match another guy so that we looked like twins. I told him that my real hair color was black and I used to have a small scar, but those had all been changed for whatever nefarious plan they had cooked up.

He asked how I got away and I told him that they seemed more interested in getting me to believe their story than worrying about me escaping.

"I noticed tattoo on the bottom of your foot. It's the same one that my roommate has. Are you in a group or club or something?"

"Not that I'm aware of. What tattoo? The only one I have is the arm band. Not sure when I got that, but I have a feeling it was while they were altering me."

"On the bottom of your big toe on the right foot," he said. I looked at him to see if he were just joking, but he looked serious enough, so I pulled off my shoe and sock and looked at my toe as I bent my leg up from under the table.

"Son of a bitch!" I exclaimed. "They've marked me for some reason. Maybe there's a tracking chip in there. I'll bet they've been watching me the entire time. Told you it was some crazy shit."

"Maybe you can ask my roommate what it is when he comes home. He won't tell me anything except that it was just a tattoo, but now that I've seen yours, I'm sure it's probably like a club, or a fraternity or something. Maybe he'll let you know what it's for."

I was lost in thought and wondered how the hell I was going to get back to my real life considering I had no idea what that was or even where it was. For now the most real thing I had was Karl and his crazy obsession with fucking me. For a guy who's not gay, I've had more gay sex in a few hours than most gay guys probably have in a month. When we were finished dinner, we went back to Karl's place and almost as soon as he was in the door, he stripped down to his boxers. I looked at him wondering what we were doing.

"Maybe I should get going," I said unable to think of anything else.

"That's too bad. I thought we could work out a bit, but if you have plans I understand."

"No, I don't have plans, I just thought you might like to be alone since you look like you're getting ready for bed or something."

He laughed. "Sorry, it's just a habit. I don't wear much around the house, if anything at all. Just forgot that we barely know each other."

"It's your house. I'm just not used to naked people, or even guys running around in their boxers," I said thinking back to the nut house I'd just left. Maybe everyone in this city likes to be naked except me.

"You should try it. I think you'd enjoy it."

"I think you'd enjoy it more," I said grinning. "Something tells me that if I were naked, I'd be getting fucked again and I'm pretty sure I've had enough of that." I almost felt around to my ass to see if the giant gaping hole had closed up yet. I could still feel his cock in there fucking away. Maybe like a ghost cock thing.

He just smiled. "Well, it is good exercise," he chuckled. "If you want to stay for a while, we can work out, but if you really need to go, I can drop you off somewhere," he offered. I didn't really have anywhere to go except back to my car in the parking lot and probably sleep there or maybe find a hotel or something. For now, this seemed like a better option, plus I kinda liked the idea of building a few muscles and becoming a ripped stud.

"I can hang out for a while if that's okay. Can you show me a few things to work on my chest, abs and arms?"

"Of course. Go ahead and take your clothes off and I'll get a mat out."

"Huh?" I said just looking at him.

"You aren't going to work out in all your clothes are you. It'll be a little uncomfortable with jeans. If you want, I can get you something to wear from my roommate's room. He's closer to your size than I am."

"Uh, sure," I said uncertain.

"Great. Go ahead and undress and I'll go grab something for you." He disappeared into the other bedroom and I took off my shirt, pants and socks, leaving just my underwear on. No way I'm taking that off or I'd never be getting actual workout lessons. He'd see my good bits and want to stuff me like a turkey again. He returned quickly and showed me what he had. "You can wear a jock strap or briefs, and a tank top if you like."

"No shorts or anything? Just underwear?" I asked skeptically.

"Jocks are the best, but the boxer briefs will also keep things in place firmly as you work out. Shorts are just too loose."

"So if I wear the jock, you'll get to see my ass a lot and we'll end up fucking again won't we?"

"Who me?" he laughed. "So I'm guessing you want the briefs?"

"Ya think?" I replied as he handed them to me. I turned away from him and dropped my underwear and pulled the tight briefs on. I could have just kept wearing my own boxer briefs, but if I was going to work up a sweat, this was probably a better idea. I had to adjust my package a couple of times so that it wasn't showing obscenely through the fabric. "So what do we do first?"

"Biceps and then the core," he answered as he pulled out some weights. He showed me how to do a few sets and each time he spotted me pretty close, touching my body a lot as he helped me. If sports require this much touching, then either the guys on teams are super comfortable with their bodies, or they're all gay. I may not be able to watch football again. Each time he touched me, it was like a shock went through my body. His chest hair rubbing on my back felt like I was against a carpet , but the warmth and his beating heart somehow seemed comforting, in a weird guy on guy way. He had me lay down on the matt and bend my knees as he showed me crunches and sideways sit-ups and then we did push-ups and side planking things, before he put me on my back again and stretched my legs back to pull on my hamsters, hamstrings?, or something like that, and thighs. The more he pushed against me, the more I was getting into it. I may have got into it a little too much as I could feel the erection starting again. If this thing doesn't get under control I'll be sending out all sort of wrong signals. It popped out of the top of my briefs and I was bent in half so I couldn't exactly reach down to tuck it away. When he pulled my legs back down, he noticed and smiled.

"Guess you liked those stretching exercises. I swear Triton, you have a very sensitive body. Here let's make that more comfortable. He grabbed the waistband and in one swift move yanked the briefs down and off my legs. "That's better. I prefer working out naked myself. Gets the balls breathing and prevents overheating. Good to build sperm too if you keep them cooler," he said as he removed his own underwear.

"Is that really the truth or are we back to just wanting to see me naked?"

"It's the truth, but you should take every opportunity to show off your body. You're really good looking and with a little more definition, you'll be stunning." I absentmindedly scratched my nuts as they were itchy. "When's the last time you shaved?" He asked.

I felt my face. "I dunno, yesterday."

"I meant your balls. I see that you keep it all trimmed, and from the way you're scratching, you mustn't be use to the small hairs growing back."

"Uh, I haven't shaved down there at all. I just assumed I was naturally like this."

"Well let's see if we can help with that. I think you'll prefer being smooth and not having those little hairs poking at you. I'll be right back." He ran off to the bathroom and when he returned he had some lotion with him. "Best if you stand up and we'll do everything at once. This is Nair for Men. Takes about 10 minutes and you'll be smooth for a few days."

"Let me guess. It ends with you checking my prostate with your dick again," I asked sarcastically.

"No. We don't need to check your prostate for this," he laughed. "We just check your ass for smoothness by rubbing my dick up and down your crack and if it accidentally slips inside then ooops."

"Such a perv," I said half joking as I stood up. He told me to put my hands behind my head and spread my legs. He rubbed the cream all over my groin, cock, balls and ass. This guy really has no boundaries whatsoever. If it was visible, he felt he could just grab it. By the time he'd finished, I was rock hard again and coated in a strong smelling lotion. He said that having my cock hard would help get the lotion to all of it. I have no idea what to believe any more. I think he just likes seeing my cock and I had to admit I was pretty proud of the size of it. He was three times my body size, but my cock was at least two inches longer than his when hard. I'll work on that muscle to build it up even more. He stood up and rubbed more lotion into my armpits.

"Might as well do those as well. Get you nice and smooth."

"Okay, but I'm keeping the leg hair," I said quickly in case he had ideas to remove all my hair and make me look like some cancer patient.

"No problem. I like the hair on your legs. Nice and fine, just like you." I think I groaned. I don't know why he was trying so hard to get me. He'd already had me...a few times and here I was naked again and being stripped of body hair. At this rate I might as well just become his house pet, but I was mildly curious about how this hair removal cream worked so I just stood there. Apparently I had to wait 10 minutes for it to work and he told me not to move around too much. He managed to feel me up a few times during the 10 minutes and each time he touched me, my cock would go right back to hard. I gotta go out and get some chick boned so that I wasn't totally sex starved and giving off all these fake signals to Karl. If anyone could use Nair it was him. Which got me wondering why he even had it. Nothing on him looked smooth, so maybe his roommate was, or perhaps he did this to a lot of boys. Either way I had ten minutes to think of all sorts of things before he finally took me to the bathroom to get it off me. I stood in the bath with him using warm water and a wash cloth to firmly remove the hair. As he progressed he checked each part of me and once satisfied moved on to the next part. I was quickly made smooth and rinsed off. He told me to avoid soap for a few hours otherwise it would sting like a bitch. He also said to avoid lube in my hole too. No worries there and it seemed like a good way to keep him away from my ass. I might Nair myself a lot from now on. Once he was done, I really was nice and smooth and I liked how it felt. My balls weren't itchy anymore and they were so soft and slick feeling, I probably could have played with them for hours. I will play with them for hours, let's be honest about that, but Karl seemed to think the same thing as he fondled me, rubbed my groin and my ass admiring his handiwork.

"Dude, you are perfect," he said. I blushed. I am aren't I? lol.

I spent the night at Karl's and really wanted to sleep on the couch, but he was pretty insistent that I should be comfortable and sleep in the bed. I went to put my underwear on, but he said it was good for the body to be able to breathe and that we should sleep naked, especially since we were clean from the shower. Somehow I kind of expected that he'd say that. I'm beginning to believe that this guy never wears clothes. I suppose if I were built like him I might not either. We climbed into his queen size bed and we were no sooner under the covers than he spooned up behind me and held me close with his arm over my chest. I was going to say something, but I was exhausted so I just mumbled a goodnight and fell asleep. Despite it being a guy I was sleeping with, I actually slept pretty well. In the morning I awoke to another surprise. I was getting a blowjob. Shit, that's the way to wake up. I quickly realized were I was and that it was Karl lying half across me sucking me off. Why can it never be a hot chick down there sucking on your knob? I shook my head slightly and groaned. He turned and looked up at me.

"Good morning. I figured you wouldn't mind a proper wake up. You've been boned up half the night, so I figured I could help you out. Thought you were going to actually fuck me at one point. You really are one horny dude."

"Probably because I never get laid, so my dick thinks this is fun."

"And what does the rest of you think?" He asked as he stroked my cock and played with my balls.

"I think that it would be more fun if you were a chick," I replied with a bit of a smile.

"Let's see, you've been here just about 12 hours, and have cum three times; about to go for four. I'm thinking I might be doing better than a chick."

I had no idea what to say to that as he went back to sucking me off. Suddenly he stopped and straddled my body. "Close your eyes and let's see if we can't give you that chick fantasy."

"How?" I asked.

"Close your eyes," he repeated. I did as he said and felt his hand reach around and take hold of my dick. He slowly backed up and I felt it begin to enter his ass. Before I could say anything he lowered himself down on it and my eyes flew open. I was fucking a dude. Shit. I seriously gotta stop being so naïve. He was about halfway in when he began to bounce up and down on me, and the feeling was wild. My cock was firmly gripped in his tight tunnel and I put my hands on his legs to try and stop from bouncing off the bed. It took about 30 seconds for me to announce that he should get off as I was about to cum, but all that did was make him go faster and fist his own cock furiously. I couldn't hold back any longer and shot my morning load into his ass. He blasted warm cum all over my chest at the same time. God, that's gross. He moved forward and my cock popped out of his hole. I had no intention of looking at it now. The last thing I need to see is my dick all covered in poop from being inside him. I shuddered slightly at the thought of it. I can probably handle pussy juice, but ass stuff. Hell no. He moved further forward and his dick was coming so close to my face that I was becoming cross-eyed. He place the tip on my lips and tried to push it inside. I kept my mouth firmly closed as I felt his jizz coating my lips. He moved back and all I could think was `don't lick your lips. Don't lick your lips.' I licked my lips. Way to go brain. Sending out opposite signals. No wonder I can't remember shit about my old life if we can't follow one simple direction. It wasn't really that gross, but I wiped my hand across my lips anyway as he rolled beside me.

"Now that's the way to wake up don't you think? Cum is good for you. Full of protein and gives you the energy for a morning workout session."

"Are you just making this shit up so we keep having sex and stay naked all the time?" I asked. It seemed like he had an answer for every reason we should be blowing our loads in each other.

"You can look it up if you wish, but I also enjoy being naked and I have to admit that seeing you without clothes is pretty nice too. I love watching your muscles ripple as you move. Makes it much more interesting." I think I might have blushed a bit. "I invited a friend over to meet you this morning. I figured we could go out to breakfast."

"Who is it?" I asked as if it was going to matter. I couldn't remember who I was, so I sure wasn't going to know who anyone else was.

"Just a friend," he said as he pulled me close to him and went to kiss me. I'm still not into this whole kissing thing and I'm sure he won't enjoy my morning breath, but he is way to strong to resist, so when he pulled my head to his, I just closed my eyes and gave in as we played hide the tongue in my mouth. I figured if I just go with it, it'll be over faster than fighting it. It seems that around here, no means yes, and yes means go twice. He pulled me on top of him and just held me. He was nice and warm and I found myself falling asleep as I lay there. I was startled awake by someone yelling from the living room.

"Hey Karl, where's this new guy you mentioned?" The voice yelled.

"In here. We're still in bed," Karl yelled back. I turned my head to see another older man enter the room. He was completely naked as well. I hope he didn't drive over like that. "Evan, this is Triton. Triton, this is a buddy of mine Evan."

"Nice to meet..." I began to say but was cut off.

"Triton huh? Are you Justin or Jason?" he asked as he approached and stood beside the bed with his dick swinging almost in my face. I readjusted my position so I could look up higher.

"You know him?" Karl asked.

"I'll say. This is one of the Master's triplets. I had two of them in my Math class at my old high school. They're the reason I have my new job at the Academy. The two of them offered a night of sex if I'd sign up and be the Math teacher."

"Bullshit," I said. "I don't know you."

"He has some form of amnesia right now," Karl explained. "He can't remember much about his past life."

Evan walked out of the room and returned a few seconds later with his phone in hand and sat on the bed beside us. "We took these the night we spent together. You, your brother and me. Are you Justin or Jason?"

"Everyone says I'm Justin, but they're full of shit. My name is Triton Donnelly," I said adamantly. This Evan dude was around the same age as Karl and obviously worked out as well. Probably with Karl. He also had trimmed hair on his chest, and appeared to be as comfortable being naked as Karl. I pulled the covers over my ass and slid partially off Karl, although his hand remained over my back.

"I can prove we know each other," he smiled as he handed me his phone. "Press play." I took it and hit the button. I watched in stunned horror as it was a video of me and Jason together. We fucked each other and then Evan got in on the action. I fast forwarded and watched as we not only got fucked but fucked him as well. We sucked cock and pretty much everything else.

"This was about two years ago," he said grinning. "You and your brother offered to have a night of sex with me if I'd take a position at the Academy. (story reference: `Q Academy' chapter one) Obviously you convinced me as I'm still there. I handed him the phone back and went into a bit of a shut down. "I don't remember that and I'm definitely not gay. I don't even have blonde hair. It's black."

"Umm, have you looked in the mirror? It looks pretty blonde to me," he said reaching over to run his fingers through it.

"Yeah, now, because they dyed it and surgically altered me to look like that Jason guy."

"And you're not gay?" Evan grinned almost humorously.

"Nope. Straight as straight," I told him emphatically.

"Yet you're in bed naked with my buddy."

Well he had me there. No way to explain that. He reached down under me and felt my crotch. I was rock hard, having been lying against Karl the whole time with him rubbing my back. Evan moved around to the other side of the bed and moved in against me. I was now sandwiched between the two large guys. I felt him up against my ass and it was obvious he was becoming aroused. Great now there were two of them to contend with. I tried to ignore him by putting my head on Karl's chest and closing my eyes. That didn't work for long as I felt cold liquid being fingered into my hole, and as I turned to say something, he speared me with his large cock. He was way bigger than Karl and I tried to scramble up the bed to get away but he pulled me back and pushed the rest of the way inside.

"God, this is as tight as I remember," he panted as he thrust hard against me. Where Karl had just hit my prostate and made me feel not too bad, Evan had gone well past it and was almost in my stomach. He was really hurting me and I felt like I was going to throw up. He yanked me roughly off Karl and pushed me flat on the bed, putting his hands between my shoulder blades. He then proceeded to fuck the stuffing out of me. He wasn't even pretending to be gentle and I cried out for him to stop. "Ssssshh. You loved this before and maybe if I fuck you hard enough you'll remember it. Karl give him your cock to suck on. It'll help keep him quiet. Nothing says good morning like a twink spit roast." He moved his hands and pulled me into a doggy style position. Karl got in front of me and put his penis at my lips and pressed the side of my jaw until my mouth opened. He slid his cock in and I was now being fucked from both sides with no way to escape this attack. They pounded me for what must have been ten minutes before I was flipped onto my back and re-entered. Karl leaned forward and sucked my cock as Evan kept pummelling me. I think my ass had gone numb as I could no longer feel anything. After several more minutes Evan came loudly and Karl got off my cock. As he pulled out and I felt myself freed, I began to cry, and the more I cried, the more uncontrollable it became.

"Triton, are you okay?" Karl asked. I shook my head as I continued to cry.

"Is this what my life will be? I'm just a fag who gets fucked by everyone wherever I go? You might as well just kill me now." I put my head back on the bed and cried into the pillow. I felt a hand rub my shoulder and wondered if they were just going to fuck me again with some bullshit excuse that it would make me feel better.

"I'm sorry. You always liked sex. I thought this was just a roleplaying game, but it's real isn't it? You really have lost your memory. I think I should contact Colin and your brothers to come get you. You need to be at home with them, Justin," Evan said quietly. I looked up sharply.

"NO! Don't call them. I just need to figure out who I am. I need a shower."

Karl nodded and I crawled off the bed and walked to the shower and stood under the warm water letting the heat help to make me feel better, trying to figure out what I should do. I was probably in there half an hour before I got out and dried off. I walked back to the main room in my towel. Karl was sitting by himself on the couch in his shirt and underwear. "How are you feeling?"

"Better. I just felt a bit overwhelmed. Where's that other guy?"

"He left."

"Is he going to call those guys to come and get me?"

"No, he said he'd respect your wishes for now, but did say that if they contacted him, he'd let them know you're at least safe. Do you want to talk?"

I went and got my clothes and dressed before sitting down next to him. He handed me a coffee and it was a welcome sight. We talked for a while about random things and I really enjoyed his company. Karl apologized for Evan, saying that he misread the situation. He thought it would go differently than it had and he had no idea that we knew each other. I leaned in and wrapped my arms around his waist. He pulled me close and we stayed like that for a while not talking; just being there in the moment.

When we finally broke the silence he asked if I'd like breakfast. I hadn't realized I was hungry until he suggested it. We had breakfast together and he suggested we go for a run and get some air.

"A run? Like running?"

He laughed. "Unless you know another way?"

"A car?"

"Not much exercise in that," he smiled. "I'll get you some clothes and we can just go out for a bit."

He went to the other bedroom and returned with clothes suitable for running. I hoped that his roommate wouldn't be pissed that I was wearing so much of his stuff. We went for a run and it almost killed me. I think I clocked it to be 200 kilometres, but Karl assured me it was only 3. My heart felt like it was going to pound out of my chest by the time we got back. Karl went for a shower after he gave me water and told me to just walk around a bit and cool down. The rest of the day we hung out like friends and did normal stuff like make dinner together and watch movies. Then when it was time to head for bed, I joined him back the bedroom where I fell asleep in his arms again. He didn't try to fuck me or anything as I think I may have freaked him out this morning. The next day, I awoke first and felt his erection pressing against my butt, so I moved out of the way so he wouldn't get any ideas about thinking I could just be fucked every time he got hard. He did ease up on me as far as the fucking went as I think he was getting the message that I was straight, but when I got hard, he didn't hesitate to help me take care of it. Mornings were the worst, or best, depending on your point of view. We always awoke with a boner and it was kinda fun to take care of them together. Each day I suggested that I should leave and each day he insisted I could stay. We got into a nice routine of waking up really early, taking care of the erections, going for a run, exercising, and then showering and generally being around each other a lot. I wondered when he worked, but he said he had his own schedule and could come and go as he needed, and right now he thought I needed him. Suited me just fine. I had been with him for a week, before anything dramatic happened and I was fitting into this new life nicely. I'm still sure I wasn't gay, but having Karl around to listen to me, and be close to, was nicer than a bunch of other people trying to change me into a life I didn't know. Then one morning I was woken up by someone entering the house and yelling that he was home. Karl awoke at the same time I did and we both turned as a young guy entered the room.

"Miss me?" he grinned and then stopped short. "Guess not. Sorry Karl. I didn't know you had company."

"No worries. Welcome back. How was Ibiza?"

"Awesome. Great scenery, hot boys, lots of sun, wild parties. What more could a little fag need? I'm just gonna go unpack. Sorry to have interrupted," he said and headed out. The room was still slightly in the dark so I couldn't make out all his features but he looked a lot younger than Karl.

"The roommate?" I asked as I half climbed on top of Karl. I felt a little jealous as I realized that my time with him was probably coming to an end.

"Yeah, he was on vacation. Don't worry, I'm sure he'll like you. Plus he might be able to tell you what the tattoo on your foot means."

"I'm guessing I should probably think about leaving now that he's back."

"You don't have to," he said as he kissed me and we cuddled again. I really hate to admit that I was enjoying these times together. I think I'm gonna miss them, but I maybe should leave before I forget what it's like to be straight. I've forgotten enough things, I probably shouldn't forget more.

He got up and wandered out to go say hi to his roommate as I lay there wondering what was going to happen to me now. I threw on Karl's robe before heading to the living room. I would have put clothes on, but realized that all I had were the things I'd arrived in and all the other clothes had been Karl's roommates. I'm sure he'll want them back. His roommate was sorting through his suitcase and unpacking. They both turned to greet me as I entered. "Jake, this is..."

"Justin?" He said looking slightly shocked. "Good to see you. I'm surprised to find you fucking my roommate. Not your usual taste in guys. No offense, Karl."

"You know him?" Karl asked. "Seems like everyone knows you."

"I just wish I could knew me," I replied looking at the guy. He was older than me, maybe late 20's with darker hair and a nice smile.

"Long story. But right now his name is Triton and he's got amnesia. Doesn't remember anyone or anything," Karl explained.

"Shit. Dude, they've got half the world out hunting for you," he exclaimed. "You should call Colin or Jason and let them know you're okay. They've got everyone from local police to Interpol searching. I got an alert on my phone while I was in Spain. They found your car and figured something happened to you. Karl, do you know who he is?"

"All I know is what he's been able to tell me. He's Triton Donnelly and had an accident and can't remember anything prior to it. He told me that some guys are claiming to be his family and surgically altered him to look like two other guys. Evan was here and knew him from high school, but so far no memories have come back."

"Dude. He's Justin Masters. He and his brother Jason and his husband own the club I manage. His husband is Colin Worthington... the billionaire."

"What club do I own?" I asked listening carefully. Seems like everyone I meet has the same story about me. If this is a conspiracy, it's pretty big and the only ones apparently not part of it are me and Karl. "Is this what the tattoo on my foot is from?"

He looked at me and smiled. "You own the Slam'r night club downtown. It's the hottest gay nightclub in the city. No, the tattoo is something else. I'll have to tell you about that later."

Shit more gay stuff. I'm beginning to think I might be gay after all. Sleeping with Karl wasn't as unpleasant as I thought it should be, so maybe I was just doing something I was used to. Maybe it was like a memory coming back or something. "I gotta wake up and have a coffee before I'm ready to deal with this. I'm just gonna go take a shower."

I headed to the bathroom and realized that no matter how hard I tried, whatever life I had in the past just wasn't going to leave me alone. I had been happy here with Karl for the week as he never tried to make me into anything but Triton. Everyone else seemed to want me to be Justin. I took an overly long shower figuring that once I stepped out I was going to have to face all of this again. I eventually dried off and put the robe back on. I strolled out into the living room to find Jake on his knees between Karl's legs giving him a blowjob. I stopped short as I didn't want to interrupt, but at the same time I felt a little jealous as this was my morning routine now. It felt really wrong for someone else to be sucking his cock when he had been mine all week. Except for that Evan dude. I didn't know where I should go and was just about to head for the bedroom when Karl smiled and patted the couch beside him.

"Join us. Jake can give you a blowjob while I fuck him. I think you'll like his talents." I reluctantly sat down and watched Jake slurping on Karl's cock before he moved over to me, unfastened my robe and swallowed my cock. He worked it really well until it was good and hard. No disrespect to Karl since he was the only guy that had ever blown me, but this Jake dude was way better at it. I had to slow him down a few times or I would have shot off way too soon and I wanted it to last longer. No wonder Karl liked having this guy as a roommate. Karl had been watching closely and rubbing my chest and playing with my nipples, which I'll never understand. They're not boobs or anything. Then he got off the couch and buried his face in Jake's ass for a few minutes before aiming his cock at the guy and penetrating him. My own ass clenched slightly as I watch him go in. I know it shouldn't bother me, but I think I was a little jealous and I felt each inch of Jake's fuck in my own ass. Karl put his hand on the top of Jake's head.

"Deep throat him. Show him your real talent," he encouraged as he pushed him further and further down my pole. I moved my head to the side slightly so I could watch my cock disappear into Jake's mouth. It must have been well down his throat by the time he buried his nose into my groin. I was pretty sure I had cut off his air supply and wondered why he wasn't gagging on it. I've never seen anyone who could do that before, but then my experience is pretty much limited to him and Karl at this point, and Karl sure couldn't get my cock in that deep. He barely could do half of it. "Nice talent huh? This guy is an expert cocksucker and his ass is one of the best you'll ever fuck. Present company excluded," he added to not insult me. I don't think I could get insulted by being told that a fag has a nicer ass to fuck than me. But I wondered what made him so much better. Karl must have read my mind as he suggested that I come try it out. I was really enjoying the blowjob and asked if I could do it later. He laughed and I could feel Jake grin as he kept sucking me. This was like the A Team of guy sex. I can almost see the appeal of guys with guys. I had been having fun with Karl all week, but it wasn't like this. This was much more...well much more...much more sex. That's the best I can describe it. I've never felt my cock go down someone's throat before and each time the tip of my cock hit the back of his head I thought I was going to cum. Plus he knew just how much pressure to add, and his tongue was like magic as it ran up and down the length of my shaft. Shit I could lie here all day and do this. But sadly he stopped and we switched places. I got behind him and Karl lubed me up and helped me get into Jake's already used hole. I wondered if this was what they called sloppy seconds, although does it count if the previous person hadn't cum. Karl sat back on the couch and Jake went down on him. So gross. That cock had just been up his ass and now he was sucking on it. I may be getting used to sex with a guy, but there is nothing on earth is gonna make me suck a cock that's been up someone's ass. No way, no how, never. I almost gasped as I began to enter Jake's ass. It wasn't like Karl's at all. His cheeks were way tighter, like a rubber ball and I think the hole was smaller as it gripped my cock much tighter. I just knelt there and pushed slowly in, not sure if I should be doing anything else or not, until Jake helped a little. He grabbed one of my hands and put it on his hips to let me know it was okay to touch him. I moved the other hand to do the same thing and as soon as he felt me do it, he pushed backward and my cock shot deep inside him. I felt like I'd gone into a second tunnel at one point and it was so incredible, but I didn't say anything. If sex with a girl was half this much fun, I might become a porn star. I must have been super deep as he was moaning. I hoped I wasn't hurting him as I remembered back to when Evan fucked me this deep. It hurt like a bitch and I didn't want to do that to Jake, but his moans didn't seem like ones of pain. I just kept fucking as I looked at his back and occasionally took a peek at my cock going in and out of him. Karl looked like he was really into this three-way as he held Jake's head and fucked his face. I couldn't restrain myself and ended up cumming in his ass as I shook almost involuntarily.

"Did you just cum?" Karl asked as he watched me. I nodded. "Get ready Jakie, here comes my load to add to Triton's." He called out and held Jake's head as he was obviously filling him up. I still felt jealous, even though I knew it was a bizarre concept considering they were both guys.

I pulled out of Jake, who stood up and took my hand. He helped me up and led me to the shower and closed the door. We climbed in together and he began to wash me. "We have to call Colin and your brothers, Justin. They're worried sick about you."

"Please don't. Those guys are all crazy. They want me to be someone I'm not and make me live their life. At least here, with Karl, I can be me."

"I know you think that, but this isn't you. You really are Justin Masters and one of the best guys I've ever met. You adopted your son Blake when he needed someone, and you love Colin. I think everyone who knows you, dreams of having your life, and one day, when your memory comes back, you'll see how lucky you are too. Please let me call them and get you some help. At the very least see if they can get some of your memories back. They all love you and miss you."

"I get that, but I don't know any of them. I feel like it's someone else's life. I need to have time to live my life, not theirs."

"You know that tattoo on your right toe? Do you know what it is?"

I shook my head.

"It's a tattoo of a secret society. A worldwide gay organization called the Q' Society. Your husband owns it. You're second in command, and your best friend and brother's husband, Alex, is the current president of the Vancouver chapter. So, you really are gay, and a really powerful person." I almost stopped breathing trying to take this all in. "When you went missing, the Q' Society received a worldwide message to keep an eye out for you. I learned you were missing all the way in Spain. I'm surprised no one has found you yet."

"Karl and I have been keeping pretty much to ourselves and only running early in the morning. Can I ask you for a favour first, before you call them?"

"Sure, anything. You're a friend."

"If I'm this super gay guy, then can you help me prove it to myself? Do you know any girls?"

He laughed. "You've been here having sex all week with Karl, just finished a three-way where you came in my ass, and now you're in the shower with me, and you still need to know if you're gay?"

"Yeah. If I have nothing to compare sex with a guy too, how will I know which I like?"

"Fair enough. Sure I know some."

"You're not going to set me up with some ugly bitch to help your agenda right?"

"Oh, she's cute. Hell I'd do her that's how hot she is. I'll call her, but once you've slept with her, please let me call your family. Imagine if the situation were reversed and someone you loved was going through this."

We didn't say much more and finished our shower. The rest of the day we hung out and just before Karl and I headed to bed again, Jake told me that he'd arranged for the girl he knew to come over tomorrow. I was a little excited. I'd show these guys that I was straight. I didn't have sex with Karl as I figured I'd had enough already and I was about to prove I was the straight guy I told them I was.

The next morning I was actually a little nervous. During breakfast with Karl and Jake, I asked questions about the girl.

"Her name is Ally, and I've known her for a few years," Jake began to tell me.

"Ally? Is that her name or where she works?" I grinned.

"Funny. See, you are Justin. Same sense of humour, but if you want to get laid, I don't suggest you say that to her. She's not a hooker dude."

"I was just kidding. Seemed like a name you could have fun with. Like, went out and did it in the Ally. Sex is amazing in the back Ally." Karl and Jake were laughing, and I'm sure I could come up with a dozen more, but I left it alone. No need to have them change their mind. I was gonna rock this chick's world and show her what an 8 or 9 inch dick can do.

By the time she arrived just after noon, I was so nervous I was running to the bathroom every fifteen minutes to either pee, do my hair, use mouthwash or take a Tums.

The doorbell went and I didn't know whether to sit, stand, be in the bedroom, or what. Karl put his hand on my shoulder to calm me down. "Relax dude. You're just meeting a girl."

"Yeah, a girl who's gonna fuck my brains out."

"Don't think of it like that. Be casual. Offer her a drink, compliment her, take your time and be natural."

"Right, be natural. Got it."

Jake opened the door and let her in. He wasn't kidding, she was beautiful. Long brown hair and a great smile. She hugged Jake and gave him a kiss on the cheek, and then went to do the same to Karl. "And you must be Justin."

"Triton. Triton Donnelly," I said holding out my hand.

"Well it's nice to meet you Triton. Cool name. What nationality is that?"

"I dunno. German, English?" I guessed.

"Well it suits you. You're hotter than Jake said you were."

"Thanks. You too. Can I get you something to drink? I love your dress. You want to sit down?"

"Breathe," Karl whispered in my ear.

"Sure, I'd love some water please," she said as she put her purse down. She had good taste as it looked like a Prada bag, and it matched her shoes. Girls really like doing stuff like that.

I handed her the water and sat down beside her. "Are those Jimmy Choos?" I asked commenting on her shoes to make small talk. "They really go perfectly with your Prada bag."

"Well, my job here is done," she laughed as she went to stand up. I was horrified. I'd done something to offend her already and I looked at Jake and Karl for help. Then she sat back and relaxed. "Good eye Triton. Yes, these are Jimmy Choos and the bag is a Prada. There's almost no need for us to go into the bedroom. Honey, you're gay. I have dated a lot of straight boys and not one, not ever, have they commented on my shoes and purse, and they certainly never guessed the style or mentioned that they matched. That's a gay trait, right down to the fact that you're looking at my face and eyes and not staring right at my boobs."

I took a look at her boobs. "Sorry," I said not sure what else to say. "They're nice boobs. I just thought it was wrong to stare at them."

"You're adorable. I think we're going to have a lot of fun today. Regardless of whether you're straight or gay I think we're going to be good friends."

I think I might have blushed and she leaned over to give me a hug. She also smelled great. Her hair had a hint of tropical fruit, but I chose not to say anything in case that was also a gay thing to say. I seemed to be deep enough in that quagmire already.

"So Jake tells me that you have some amnesia and can't remember anything about your past. How did that happen?"

I looked at her as if she were kidding. "Ummm...I'm not sure, I can't remember. I have amnesia..." I replied slowly. She laughed.

"Yep adorable. Are you for real or are you just trying to get laid?"

"No, I'm for real."

"So how about if we take this somewhere a bit more private. These big homos here will be drooling uncontrollably if I start to undress you here, although if I know these boys, they've already given you their half of the test, haven't they? For a gay boy, Jake's not too bad in bed is he?" I think I blushed and went a dozen shades of red. "Don't worry sweetie, even the straightest of straight boys love head from Jake. We okay to use your room Jakie?" She asked. He smiled and nodded.

If she only knew I'd had much more than head, my credibility would be shot to shit. She got off the couch and I followed her to the bedroom. We wouldn't need a fan in the room to cool things down as I was shaking hard, creating enough draft that you'd think it was hurricane season. As we got in the bedroom and closed the door she turned and pressed herself right up against me. I was so nervous I think I actually jumped.

"Have you had sex with a girl before?"

"I'm sure I must have, but I can't remember." I stopped short of telling her that according to all the guys I've met, I'm apparently a gay slut or something, but no one ever mentioned a girl in my sexcapades.

She smiled and slowly unbuttoned my shirt. Well, Jake's shirt actually. He'd helped me find some cool clothes for my date. I'm not sure you can call this a date, but if it ends with me getting laid, I'll consider it one anyway. She peeled the shirt off my shoulders and ran her hands over my chest and down my abs.

"Nice. You really must look after yourself."

"Karl's been helping me with working out and stuff, plus we run every day," I said acknowledging her compliment.

"Well it shows. You're one hot guy." I'm sure I blushed again, but the room was darker than the living room so hopefully she wouldn't notice. I figured it was my turn so I reached around to unzip her dress. Definitely not as easy as pulling off a t-shirt, but I managed okay and then eased the fabric off each shoulder and the dress fell to the floor.

"Oops, sorry," I said as I bent down to pick it up. I hadn't expected it to just fall off like that. She pulled me back up.

"It's okay baby. It all has to come off eventually," she said sweetly as she pulled me against her and ran her fingers down my back. She had long nails and I could see myself going out with claw marks all over by the time we were done. Maybe that's how guys prove how good they got laid... by counting the number of scratches. Her hands slipped inside the back of my pants and she pulled me tighter as she firmly cupped my cheeks. "Nice and firm. Just perfect." If she keeps giving me these compliments I'm probably just gonna blow my load in my pants and I'll never get laid.

I put my arms around her and figured maybe I should be doing something with the bra, so I gently tried for the clasp on the back of it. I pulled it up and then down and then twisted it and nothing was happening. Fuck me, how do they even get these things on...and more importantly how do you get them off? I looked at the night table to see if there was a pair of scissors handy. I'd get this boulder holder off one way or another and prove I knew what I was doing. She must have sensed my dilemma as she reached back and with the flick of a wrist had it apart. "You might be a straight boy after all," she teased as she leaned in to kiss me. Her lips were way softer than Jake or Karl and her tongue tasted sweeter, or maybe it was because she wasn't as forceful as a guy. I gave her my best tongue action as I pulled the bra off and let it fall away. I now had a pair of boobs up against my chest. I think they inflated once they got out of their restraints. It was like activating the airbags on my car.

I felt her hand move to the top button on my pants and she popped it open in one easy move. I guess she'd had more experience with pants than I've had with bras. She slowly lowered the zipper and then pushed her hand in to cup my package. It was so hard she could have jumped up and down on it like a springboard. She pushed my pants down and once they got to my knees, I let them fall and kicked them off. We were both now just in our underwear.

We broke apart and she pulled me over to the bed. As she did, I had a chance to look at her. Her boobs were great. Reasonably large. Nice and perky with smallish type nipples, almost like a guy. And she had no body fat at all. She was like a supermodel. Jake wasn't kidding, she was hot. Jake had given me a pair of his Aussie Bum underwear which I thought looked great on me and definitely showed off my assets, but compared to her panties, I looked like I was wearing a rag from under the sink. Girls have the sexiest underwear, that's for sure, but then they pay like a billion dollars for a bra and panties, whereas guys complain at having to pay $20 for a pair of underwear and wear them till they fall apart. We lay on the bed and kissed for a while as her hands explored my body. Whatever she did to me, I did back to her. No question who was leading this parade. It was really strange. Having sex with a guy, I knew what to do with all the parts, with a girl, I had no idea how firmly to squeeze her boobs, or how hard to kiss her, or even how to cup her crotch. Was I just supposed to jam my finger in her hole or something? At one point I pushed my hand down the back of her panties to finger her crack but she gently moved it out and put it on her breast. I'm guessing ass play is out. I got bold and decided to try and suck on her tits, so I shuffled down a bit and sucked on one of them. She seemed to enjoy it, so I got into it and worked on both of them. The nipples seemed to become firmer and it was actually fun sucking on them. Not hairy at all. It was more like sucking on Jake than Karl at this point. Phase one...nipple sucking...complete. Check. Phase two...ummm...phase two...errr. Fuck, maybe?

I rolled off to the side and she went down to pull off my underwear. Here we are. Moment of truth. My cock was about to be checked out by a chick. Don't blush, don't blush. It sprang free. I blushed. Damn it! She didn't say a word as she pulled my underwear off and threw it aside. I was now lying completely naked and she was checking me out. My cock had stayed hard while we were playing and at this rate it might never go down again. It was a little embarrassing as she hadn't even done anything to it yet. She ran her hands up my legs and thighs and her fingers rolled over my balls and up my shaft. "Very nice," she said. "Straight or gay, you're gonna have a lot of people wanting this. That's for sure. She pulled it upright and then licked along the length of it. I shuddered at the sensation and watched closely as she moved her hair out of the way and lowered her mouth over it. She was halfway down and her hair fell back and blocked my view. I pushed it out of the way again so I could keep watching. It was really annoying having that much hair to keep pushing aside. Again, if I'd had that pair of scissors... I think she was having the same trouble with my cock that I had had with her boobs. She really didn't know how much pressure to put on it. I could barely feel her sucking and I wanted to grab her by the head and slam my cock down her throat and tell her to suck it properly, but I was a gentleman and just lay there watching and occasionally remembering to moan. At one point, I thought of Jake sucking my cock from earlier, but quickly shook that out of my head and concentrated on Ally, although the pillow I was lying on smelled like Jake, so it was hard to get him completely out of my head. She played with it for a few minutes and then took a break to come up to kiss me. I could feel her pussy lying on top of my cock and wondered if this were the time to fuck. I'm pretty sure I could just pull her panties aside and jam my dick in there and get to it, but she seemed to have other ideas as she rolled to the side taking me with her. I could feel her guiding me to go down her body, so I thought she wanted me to suck her boobs again. Guess I must have been good the first time. I got there and licked each one, but she pushed the top of my head indicating that I should go lower. I guess it was time to give her a blowjob now, or whatever they call it with a pussy. A lick job? A tongue job? I dunno, but I pulled her panties down and off, and returned between her legs. So weird not seeing a cock and balls there, but I didn't say anything. She had almost shaved all her hair off, leaving just a small strip about an inch wide. Kinda looked like a small park, or a landing strip or something. Ha! Maybe it was a landing strip for my nose to scratch while I gave her the pussy blowjob. Once I got down there, I realized I had no idea what to do. At least with a dick, as disgusting as it sounds, it's pretty obvious. Suck on it like a lollipop and play with the balls. What the fuck do you do with a pussy? It would be like pushing your tongue into the piss slit of a penis. Oh my god, this was so not what I was expecting. I touched her pussy and it was all wet and slimy, kinda like what a raw fish might be like. God I hate slimy food. I rubbed it a bit and hoped that she'd let me just put my dick in there and go for it. She spread her legs and bent them up at the knees. I closed my eyes so I didn't have to look at it and then kissed her pubes gently and stuck my tongue out as I tried to lick down a little. I was pretty sure if I opened my eyes I was going to be sick. The thing had all these folds of skin and wiggly parts and I actually began to wonder what would happen if you put your penis in between the wrong flaps. It was like a maze puzzle. I think it would be easier to flip her over and fuck her from behind. At least an ass I understand. I tentatively tried licking it more, but I just wasn't having a lot of fun. My cock had lost some of its hardness, probably in fear of being laughed at for being so incompetent. I should have read up on this before she showed up, but I thought we were just going to get into bed and fuck, like I had with the guys. Fortunately I think she sensed my discomfort and pulled me back up the bed. I almost breathed a sigh of relief at not having to do that anymore. She smiled sweetly and kissed me again. I was laying right on top of her and felt her hand playing with my ass and tickling the back of my balls. Thankfully my cock liked that and began to get hard again. Then I stopped breathing for a second and realized that I might accidentally end up entering her before she was ready.

"Ummm, do I need to get a condom or something?" I asked.

"No, I'm on the pill, so it's all good. Are you ready?" She asked. I nodded and felt her hand take hold of my erection. I lifted up so she could move it to where it was supposed to go. I figured it was better to let her put it in, than for me to figure out the dozens of entrances. That way I don't look as stupid. As soon as I felt it touch skin, I began to push and I was surprised at how easily it went in. Not like an ass at all. No pushing hard to pop through the outer ring and then feel it clamp around your dick. It just went right in. I figured I should just show her what I've got and pushed it quickly inside to prove I was all man. I began to move in and out and it seemed pretty natural. I got faster and faster until she told me to slow down a little, which I did. We kissed and she held my ass. Then I began to panic again. How was I supposed to know if she came or not. Pretty easy to see with a guy. We blow our load and then we don't want to do it anymore. Do girls do the same thing?

I figured I should ask. "So, how do I know when to stop?"

She laughed. "Usually guys stop when they cum." See, I already knew that.

"How do I know when you cum?" I asked.

"You don't, but we're good at faking it," she replied.

"That doesn't seem fair. You should have like a bell that goes off or a light that goes on when you're done," I smiled. "Or one of those little pop up things like they have on turkeys."

"Are you ready to cum or something? Is that why you're asking?"

"No, not really. This is fun, but should I be doing more. Do girls do anal or anything?"

"Honey. You're gay. Plain and simple. Gay. Handsome, well mannered, well dressed, considerate. Definition of gay."

"That's not a nice thing to say to a guy with his penis inside you," I pouted. "I can cum if you want. I was just trying to make it last longer."

She just smiled. "I know something that you'll like." She shuffled over to the side taking me along with her, and reached into the night table and brought out what looked like a mini dildo and a bottle of lube. Yeah, now she's talking. Jam that in her pussy and make it tighter. Great idea. She poured lube on it and coated it, then wiped her hand down the crack of my ass and fingered me a little. The made my dick jump inside her a little. I lifted up slightly to give her access to put the little dildo in her pussy, but got quite the surprise as I felt it at the entrance to my ass. "Just relax. It's a butt plug, designed to massage your prostate as you fuck. Should give you a little more stimulation and drive you wild."

Everyone seems to want my prostate. Oh well, it's not like I wasn't used to that after being here for a week. I took a deep breath and relaxed as she pushed it in. I felt my ass clamp around it and almost suck it in. She pushed it firmly into place and my cock immediately responded and I fucked her harder. I thrust hard to make sure she felt the entire length of my cock. I had no idea if she was used to bigger guys, but I was going to give her everything I had so she'd at least think I knew what I was doing. She wasn't kidding. That thing in my ass felt insane as I fucked. It was sending off all sorts of signals and it must have been at just the right angle as my whole body shook, and within a few seconds I had had a mind blowing orgasm. I cried out and then pretty much collapsed. I kept slowly fucking and I think I might have squeaked a bit when she pulled the butt plug out. I might have to get one of those things, they were awesome. I pulled out and she wiped my cock as we kissed for a bit.

"So, did you enjoy that?" Ally asked as we lay together.

"Yeah, it was fun. I think that toy really helped too. I had no idea a guy's prostate was so sensitive. I've learned a lot here in a week."

"So tell me truthfully, have you had sex with Karl and Jake?"

"Ummm," I stammered. I really didn't want to tell her, but somehow I think she already must have known. "Yeah. They were helping to see if I were gay or straight. Just guys helping guys out and stuff."

"So which was better? Sex with me, or sex with them?"

"You. Of course you," I replied with a smile. How dumb would I be to say anything else? I lost my memory, not my brain.

"Aww, see you're such a sweetheart. But truthfully compare the sex carefully. After all, you're trying to get your memories back and misleading yourself won't help. Who gave the better blowjob?"

"Truthfully? Just between you and me?"

"Just between you and me. I promise."

"No offense, but Jake. Hands down."

"I told you that boy was incredible. Never met a guy yet who has said anything different and I've convinced a lot of straight boys to try it with him."

"So I'm straight. I knew it," I beamed. "Whew, thought because I liked the blowjob, I'd be gay."

"Triton, Justin, honey. I'm pretty sure you're gay, but at least you enjoyed yourself, so maybe you're bisexual."

"I was a little nervous too, so I could probably do better next time," I said as I cupped her boob as if to prove it.

She smiled. "Let's go get some water, take five minutes, and ramp this up a notch." We got off the bed and as I looked for my underwear she opened the door and pulled me into the living room with her. Jake was on the couch watching TV as we strolled in naked.

"How was it?"

"Good," I replied. "Great in fact," I added to assure him I had had fun.

"We're just taking a break before round two," Ally smiled. "If you get your clothes off, I wouldn't mind a three-way."

"Then a three-way you shall have, m'lady," he said as he stood up and stripped quickly leaving all of us naked. I looked around.

"Where's Karl?" I asked.

"Went to get some groceries. Said we were getting low and he figured it would be a good time since you were busy."

We all headed back into the bedroom, after some water, and this time it was different. I watched as Jake fucked Ally and then he had me fuck her while he sat on her face. We were looking at each other and he put his hand around my head and pulled me close to him so we could kiss. His lips were a lot different than Ally's and once his tongue entered my mouth I really got into it. My dick even seemed to relax and enjoy the fuck I was giving to Ally. Maybe it had all just been nerves before. I was enjoying this and really getting into it. After a few minutes in that position, Jake moved behind me and rimmed my ass and rubbed my balls as I leaned down to kiss Ally. Don't tell her, but I think Jake was a better kisser. He rimmed my ass hard and I almost forgot to keep fucking the girl as it felt so wild with his tongue licking and probing me like that. I felt him lube me up and then I remembered to relax as he entered me. I became sandwiched between the two of them. Several positions later I had pretty much done everything with both of them, and they had done everything with each other. I think I like three-ways. If you were tired, you took a small break and watched until you were horny again and got back in the game.

I was on top of Jake 69ing and matching his blowjob stroke for stroke. I think at one point we were having an impromptu deep throat competition, although in all fairness he had more to deep throat than I did. I sucked on his balls and gave him a serious working over. We flipped around and began kissing before he pushed me on my side and lifted my leg over his. I kept kissing him with my head turned as he slid inside me and we began to fuck. His hand was wrapped around my cock and I think I was involuntarily fucking his fist as he voluntarily fucked my ass. He had such great lips. Ally had sat up close to his face so he could eat out her pussy and each time he did it, I think I made have curled up my face at the thought of it, but sex was sex and I was having fun watching a doing everything with everyone. At one point he sat on my face and I had to close my eyes when I saw his hole coming towards me. It didn't look anywhere near as gross as I thought it would, but the thought of sticking my tongue in there wasn't my idea of fun. Once he lowered himself onto my face and spread his cheeks, I gently stuck my tongue out to at least try it, after all I'd tried pussy, so why not gain some additional experience since I was already in this far. No pun intended. Once my tongue touched his hole, my whole brain exploded. It was nothing like I thought it would be. It was sweet and tight and I almost couldn't get in there fast enough. I took hold of his ass cheeks and pressed my face in tighter and slammed my tongue as deep as it could go. This was fucking incredible. Blowjobs hurt my jaw a little, but this was insane. I just had to remember to back off to be able to breathe. Jake pulled my legs back and buried his face in my ass and I had to lift up so he could get in deeper. Ally was beside us playing with Jake's cock and once he had had enough of being rimmed he moved so she could put it in my mouth. I swallowed as much as I could and watched as she got behind Jake and fingered his ass. I got a hand free to reach up and finger her pussy which was definitely getting wetter and slimier each time. I think she was enjoying watching us make out. I couldn't hold back any longer and shot my load into Jake's mouth, which set him off and he blasted down my throat. I had no choice but to swallow or choke to death. Ally pulled Jake's cock and squeezed every last bit of him into me. I felt like I was underneath a cow being milked. Once we were done, we all broke apart and grin on his face. Ally said she had to get going and thanked us for the fun. I, of course, thanked her more.

"I'll see myself out. You boys stay here and play a little bit more. You're really hot together. I'll have to come back so we can do this again. Loved that big cock inside me Triton; you're a natural," she said as she reached down and took one last hold of it. It was a little sensitive now that I'd cum, but I didn't stop her. Hell this was the best day of my life so far and she wanted to see me again. That was so hot.

"You who did you like sex with more, guys or girls?" Jake asked after Ally left and we lay side by side on the bed just occasionally touching each other.

I sighed. "Yeah, sex...period!" I said defending my honour and straightness. Karl knocked on the door and poked his head in.

"Saw Ally leave. You guys okay in here?" he said with some humour.

"Hell yeah! Looks like our boy enjoys sex with everyone," Jake said quickly.

"But the question is where did you blow your load?"

"First time it was just Ally and me and I came with her, and the second time Jake got it, so I like to share equally," I smiled quite proud of myself. I liked girls and could also get off with guys if I had to. Not a bad days work if you ask me. Karl stripped and joined us. He was between my legs in no time. I think that Jake and I talking about the sex that had just happened got him horny. I felt his cock enter me while Jake moved to suck me off. For another hour we fucked and sucked like sex starved inmates. I have never felt anything like it and I couldn't get enough. It was as if someone had flipped a switch in my head that said `you are now sexual and only sexual.' By the time we decided to stop, it was Jake and Karl who called it quits. I would have kept going all day. I wanted more. Call some more girls over, let's make this a real party. Maybe we could find a girl who liked it in the ass, so I could see how that goes.

"This is the Justin I know," Jake smiled. "I think we've activated the sex part of your brain anyway."

"So, have you decided if you're gay or straight?" Karl asked with a smile as we all headed for the bathroom.

"No. I'm label free, just like the discount canned goods at Safeway. It was touch and go there for a minute when I saw that pussy coming towards me. I was almost sick at the thought of having to stick my tongue in there, but I got through it. With you guys I feel super comfortable, but I liked both. A pussy is way looser than an ass so doesn't grip my cock as tight, but I liked her boobs and she kissed pretty well. Never thought I'd hear myself say this, but I might be bisexual. I really had fun with you guys and could do that for a long time. Chick or no chick in the room. I'm assuming that's the definition of gay, but I'm going with just plain `sexual' until I have more conclusive data."

"Well, I'm glad you still like playing with us. It would suck not be able to have fun with you in bed," Karl smiled.

"I'm still horny if anyone wants to go again." I grinned as I got on all fours and shook my ass at them.

"Dude, pace yourself. You've worn both of us out and I'm sure we can have more fun tonight, but we should eat something first."

"Sure, bend over," I giggled.

"Shit, we've created a monster," Karl laughed.

"No, we've brought Justin back!" Jake replied as he slapped my ass and poked a finger at my hole. I bent over and grabbed his hand to pull it inside. He just eased away. We showered two at a time and I was still eager to play some more once we were done, but kept myself under control, although all I could think about was the group sex we'd just had. I want more of that every day. We went down the street to a restaurant and had a nice dinner before heading home. I was naked almost before the front door closed and sat on the couch looking at the two of them standing there.

"So, get naked already. This bitch is horny! Call some more girls over and let's get drunk and parrr-tay!"

"Jesus. What the hell is going on?" Karl laughed. "I thought YOU were the horniest guy I'd ever met Jake. Looks like Triton has you beat 10 fold."

"I'm just catching up on all the things I've missed. What else should I know?" I asked almost like an excited puppy.

"There's a few things that we could work on," Jake said as he got down to his underwear and sat beside me. My hand went up the leg of his shorts and grabbed for his balls. He pulled it out. "Christ it's like having a 14 year old on my hands who's just had sex for the first time. You should learn to deep throat. I noticed that you haven't quite mastered that yet," Jake offered. "But other than that, everything else you were like a natural, including kissing."

"Thanks. Show me about the deep throat thing. How does it work? Each time you got too deep I felt like I was going to choke or throw up or something."

"Pretty easy. The first trick is to be relaxed and patient."

"Yes, doctor! That was me being the patient," I grinned as I went back into his shorts.

"Calm down dude. I'll give it to you soon enough. Karl, we should get him a leash to get him under control."

"That sounds like a whole other lesson," he smirked.

"Lesson of what?" I asked.

"He was kidding. He was talking about bondage. You know BDSM stuff. Kinky things."

"Like what?"

"Blindfolds, being tied down, toys, spankings, watersports, things like that."

"Sure, I'll give it a try. What's first?" I smiled. I'm a good swimmer, so sex under water might be fun. Try it while water skiing might be tough though. I wondered what kind of water sports we were going to do. I wondered if you could have sex in a public pool and get away with it. I reached up to tweak Jake's nipple and then leaned in to suck on it. He pushed me back upright.

"Wow, you went from being a straight virgin, in your mind, to a complete slut. That's an amazing transformation in just a few hours. If we could only figure out how to get your memories back, you'd be back to your old self again."

"So a slut with memories?" I grinned. We talked for the next little while as they put on a movie and all I could think of doing was having more sex. I couldn't concentrate. My whole head was buzzing with the thoughts of the afternoon activities. I still can't get over how hot it was to rim an ass. I definitely want more of that. I also liked boobs. I'd decided they were fun to play with. If I could have boobs and a cock, then that might be perfect. That way I wouldn't have to eat pussy, but I could get my prostate fucked and then fuck a nice ass and still have boobs and soft lips to use. That might be the perfect person for me. I'd see if they had one on eBay.

Jake finally looked over at me and put his hand through my hair and pulled my face against his. He slipped his tongue into my mouth and we were off. Sex session number two. Oh yeah, baby! I'm getting laid again!!

I had my hand inside his shorts so fast I don't think either of us knew it had happened right away. I began to push his shorts down and he smiled as we kissed. He pulled his underwear the rest of the way off leaving him as naked as I was. I wanted to go down and suck his cock, but we kept kissing, so I had to be content with wrapping my fingers around it. He got hard, so I knew he was as ready as I was. Karl had gone into the bedroom and returned with several towels that he was laying on the coffee table. I guess this was going to playground central this time.

"So you want to try some kinkier stuff huh?" Karl asked as he knelt in front of both of us and took our cocks in his hands.

"Hell yeah. Show me everything," I half mumbled as I bit Jake's lower lip and tried to hold on.

"Ok, think of a safe word?" Karl replied.

"What's that?"

"A word you can call out if you want to stop immediately. If things get too much to handle."

"Nah, I'm good. Let's just get on with it!"

"No, you need a safe word."

"Okay, how about just stop."

"No, you need to pick something that you wouldn't normally just yell out."

"Okay, escalator," I replied.

"Escalator?" Jake queried.

"Yeah. When I'm at an escalator and want it to stop I can press the big red button at the end of it. So if I want to stop this, I'll think of that."

"Okay, escalator it is."

"Come lie on the coffee table...on your back. I did as I was told. Jake pulled me towards the end of it so my head was hanging backwards off it. He looked funny upside down, but as I saw his cock and balls approaching I licked my lips and went to move my hands to grab it. Karl took hold of my hands and placed my arms by my side.

"You only do what you're told in this kind of setting. You okay with being tied up?"

"Sure. Go for it. Gotta see what this kinky shit is all about," I agreed.

"First lesson though is for you to learn how to deep throat," Jake said as his balls rested on my lips. I stuck my tongue out to lick them. He quickly grabbed one of my nipples and tweaked it hard.

"OWW!" I yelled out as I swatted his hand away like it was a bee attacking me. I realized that probably looked super girly.

"Don't do anything until you're told boi," Jake said firmly.

"I laughed and then in my mock serious voice said "yes, sir!" I would have saluted, but I had already been told not to move my hands and I didn't need another purple nurple.

"Open your mouth," Jake commanded. I did as he said and almost went to stick my tongue out but caught myself just in time. Hey, that could be my new name `Just-in Time.' Wait, maybe my real name was Triton Donnelly and my porn name was Justin Masters. As in Justin masters deep throating, or Justin masters rimming, fuck that's it!! Those other guys were porn stars doing a movie and I was their lead. No wonder they were pissed. I'd forgotten that I was their star. I focused back on Jake, determined to be the best porn star I could be. Justin masters a three-way! "When my cock goes into your mouth, the best way to deep throat is to be relaxed and as you feel it get deeper take a breath and then swallow. That will open up your throat and my cock will go down easier. It make take a few tries for you to get the hang of it, so I'll go slow."

"Okay," I said eagerly. Less talk, more sex is all I was really thinking about. His cock entered my mouth and I felt his balls on my nose. This must have looked so weird to anyone watching. As I felt it get to the back of my throat I took the deep breath and swallowed. I felt the large cock go into my throat and cut off my air supply. His balls were basically resting on my nose anyway so I couldn't have breathed if I wanted to. He pulled back and removed his cock. I almost went after it.

"How was that?" He asked.

"Fine. Go ahead and go all the way," I told him.

"Dude, that was all the way. You're such a bitch," he laughed. I actually hadn't meant to insult him or anything, I just thought it would be more difficult than that. He put his cock back in my mouth and fucked my face for a while. As he did it, I could feel Karl putting something around my ankles and wrists but couldn't see what they were. I assumed it was something to tie me up with. Jake was really giving it to me and I had to remember to breathe in rhythm with his cock. Each time he pulled back, I took a breath and then he went back in. At one point he rubbed my throat with his hand and I could feel his cock going back and forth. So cool. Can't do that with a chick. Then he stopped and pulled out. I was almost a little disappointed. He leaned down and kissed me upside down. That was a little unusual. Then they both picked me up and lifted me onto the floor face down. I did have a chance to see that I was now wearing leather wrist and ankle bracelets with metal loops on them. They actually looked pretty fashionable. I could wear them out in public as part of my outfit.

"You sure you're ready to be tied up?" Karl asked. "`Cause if not we can do other stuff instead."

"Like what?" I asked with a great deal of curiosity.

"Like cleaning the house, reading. Things like that," Karl teased.

"Tie me up! Let's do this," I replied eagerly awaiting whatever was next. I was learning lots so might as well keep going. I seemed to have done okay with the deep throat thing. Karl handed Jake a blindfold and it was secured around my head which I wasn't sure I liked as I couldn't see what was going on. Then I was told to open my mouth and a round rubber ball was put in and a strap tied around my head.

"If you need to talk or use your safe word, you can push it out with your tongue easy enough," Jake told me. He must have been listening in my head as that's exactly what I was thinking. I gave it a quick test and the ball moved enough, so I was fine. Then my ass was lifted up so I was on my knees and they kinda stretched me a little and tied my calves to my thighs. It was a little uncomfortable as all the weight was on my knees, but we were on carpet, so it wasn't that bad. Next my hands were brought back and I could hear them being clipped to my ankles. I guessed the bracelets I was wearing were now linked together. I really was tied up. My hands felt a little weird just hanging there so I grabbed my ankles to steady myself and almost as soon as I did it I could feel rope securing them in place. I felt like a hog at the fair being trussed up for dinner. A hand ran down my back and I was asked if I was still ok? I nodded yes, as I really couldn't do much more than that. Someone began spanking my ass slightly and each time it got harder and harder and I could feel it warming up. A bunch of string things ran over my ass next and it kinda tickled a bit. They used those to spank me but I didn't feel much at first. It slowly got harder and I realized I was probably being whipped. Eventually it began to hurt, so I cried out a little from under the rubber ball in my mouth. Someone kissed each of my ass cheeks and then rubbed them. That felt better. Next up was cold liquid in my ass and I got ready to be fucked. And holy shit did they fuck me. Karl and Jake alternated in my ass for ages and at one point I heard Karl tell Jake to put the tip of his cock in and hold it there. Then I was told they were going to try and put a dildo in with it. The toy was pushed in alongside Jake's cock and my ass felt like it was being stretched out of shape. Both things were slowly inserted and I was asked repeatedly if I was still okay. It was hurting a bit, but I'm a guy, I can handle it, so they fucked me with both.

When they stopped, I was untied and allowed to stretch which was good because I was cramping up a bit, plus my ass was seriously sore. I was pretty sure you could see right up inside it, so I made a point of trying to clench it closed so that I wouldn't have any embarrassing accidents. Jake told me to get on my hands and knees as he slid underneath me and I felt his arms go around my back and hug me. Karl must have grabbed Jake's cock as I felt it being re-inserted into my ass and he then pushed on me to indicate I should sit the rest of the way down on it, which I did. It felt like it went in way too easily. Karl moved in behind me and I knew almost immediately what was going to happen as I felt his cock run up and down my ass. I began to panic a bit and got ready to use my safe word in case I couldn't handle it. I was about to be a double stuffed Triton.

"Just breathe deep and relax," Jake said softly into my ear as he held me. I nodded as I felt the tip of Karl's cock begin to probe my ass. Justin masters two dicks at once. Check that off the list. Triton may be a straight boy, but my porn star persona was a total slut. They both came inside me and I really needed them out of my ass after that. I think it's done for a while. I'm sure it was so far open that you could see right up inside it. I doubt my mouth could open further than how my ass felt at this point. It better go back into shape or someone will be in trouble here. We took a break after Karl eagerly rimmed my ass commenting on how delicious it was. Never thought of an ass as delicious, but after rimming one, I could probably get to that realization soon enough. We rinsed off and had some snacks and drinks before continuing.

"You ready to learn more new things?" Jake asked with a smirk.

"You mean something newer than the last few hours? How much more is there?"

The two of them looked at each other and smiled. I have a feeling I'm going to be sorry I asked. How did I go from straight to super queer in a week? I was pulled to my feet and we all headed to the bathroom. "Okay time for the last lesson for now. Watersports," Karl said with a bit of a mischievous grin.

"We should have just made out in the shower when we were here 30 minutes ago," I said as I got into the bath and told to get on all fours. The tub was cold and I turned on the warm water to help take the edge off. I was going to hit the shower, but they said we'd do that later.

"Ready for your first watersport lesson?" Jake asked.

"Sure. But if you think we're going to learn to waterski in here, I have bad news for you..."I grinned.

"That's not what watersports is buddy. This is..." he said as he aimed his cock at my back and began pissing on me. "...watersports." I scrambled to get out of the way which is hard to do in a tub. Karl held me and Jake aimed his cock towards my hair and soaked it in his piss. This is so gross on every level. I'd rather kiss a guy with cum on his lips than this. I could smell it and it's not pleasant at all. Jake pinched off his dick and stopped pissing so Karl could get in the tub behind me and rub his erection up and down my crack before inserting it into me. It hurt this time as my ass was seriously sore now, but I just let him do it so I could see how this was going to go, and then I was probably done with this kind of sex. Jake took the last few seconds of his piss right on my ass where Karl was fucking me. I kept my mouth tightly closed so that no pee would get in it. God I'd puke for sure. For this lesson, they probably could have just told me about it instead of actually showing me. Put on a video or something. Karl held me and I felt warm liquid entering my ass. At first I thought he was cumming, but quickly realized that it was way too much for that.

"Are you peeing in me?" I asked forgetting to keep my mouth closed.

"That's lesson two," he said as he slapped my ass. "Keep your ass shut tight as I pull out and then you can empty yourself before we clean you up. I clamped my ass the best I could and held it as he pulled his cock out and I quickly leapt up to the toilet smelling like one myself. I got rid of the pee and then climbed back in the bath to shower off the rest. That sure killed the mood of any further sex. If the goal was to turn the straight boy gay and then back to straight, this was the way to do it. Just as I thought we were done. I was told to bend over and Karl came at me with a bag of water and a nozzle on the end of it.

"It's an enema. You put this in, squirt in about a litre of water, hold it for a minute and then drain it out. Totally washes out your ass." I did it and it felt weird with water rushing in like that. I asked for privacy as I sat on the toilet to get rid of it. I sat there for longer than I normally would I as I thought about all the things that had just happened to me. Straight, not straight, sex with guys, sex with a girl, now being pissed on and an enema. I've never actually had so much fun or been so confused.

That night, the three of us slept together in Karl's bed and we didn't do much as my ass was way too sore, but in the morning when we all woke up with boners, Karl took care of mine and Jake and me took care of him. That's a good way to wake up. I'm gonna call it the early morning sex club.

During breakfast they got me back to reality. "I think we should call Colin this morning?" Jake said as we ate.

"Who?" I asked only half paying attention to him. We were still naked and I had been eagerly anticipating more sex lessons.

"Colin...Your husband. And Jason, your brother."

"Oh... Do we have to? I kinda like it here. Can we do it tomorrow? Maybe just one more day with you guys so I can get to know you better," I said disappointed. I lifted my leg and placed it between his to rub his cock, hoping that he might forget if I got him horny. He removed it quickly.

"You mean one more day of sex, huh?" Jake laughed.

"Well if I am married to a guy, I should know how to keep him happy right?"

"That's true, but you really need to let them know you're okay. I'm sure they are beside themselves with worry thinking something happened to you. I should have called the moment I got home. You belong there. But you can come back every day if you want to. You and Colin have a really open relationship. If we turn you loose at the club, or anywhere else, you'll be doing everyone you can find, and if history is any indication, you'll be the one they all chase anyway. Guys and girls."

"Yeah, right. I know you're just saying that to make me feel better," I laughed. "I'm pretty sure people wouldn't be chasing me."

"You have no idea. You get enough action on your own, but when you add Jason or J.P. to the mix, everyone goes crazy to be able to get with you."

"Jason or J.P.?" I asked.

"Yeah, your brothers, remember. You may not, but they're identical to you and once guys see that, every fantasy they ever dreamt up comes to the front of their minds. Shit, the three of you have sex together in front of groups of people and I think everyone busted a nut within seconds. You're the hottest brothers in the city."

"So the clone dude I met when I awoke in the hospital really was my brother? I just figured it was some weird game they were playing to replace me. I remember having black hair and a scar down my cheek. But I don't anymore."

"I don't know about the hair or scar, because as long as I've known you, you've looked like this. If the other guy looked like you, he was either Jason or J.P. There's actually only about three people who can tell you apart just by looking at you. Colin, your husband is one, Kyle is the other, and I think Blake has it figured out too."

"Blake, the annoying little kid that keeps popping up like a zit on prom night?"

"Oh, so you have met him?" Jake laughed. "Yeah, Blake is the coolest kid I've ever met and way older than his years. He may be 12, but he acts 18, and dude, he's definitely related as he has your dick and green eyes."

"You've seen him naked?"

"Everyone's seen Blake naked. That boy shows his cock to everyone that'll look, plus he runs around the house without clothes most of the time. He tries to have sex with everyone, so we know for sure he's your son. You keep him on a pretty tight leash though."

"We keep him on a leash?" I asked shocked, but having met the kid, it probably was a good idea.

"Figuratively speaking. He wants to be involved with the adults when it comes to adult things, but you only let him do things within his age range. I don't think he likes it very much, but I want to be there on his 16th birthday when all bets are off."

"Is he gay too? At 12?"

"I don't think that's been determined. I think he's just fascinated by all things adult."

"Wow, my place sounds a little too intense. That's kind of why I got out of there. People everywhere. At least here it's just Karl and you. I like this better. Please just let me stay here."

"Justin, you can come back anytime you want, but you really need to let your family know you're okay. After all, they are family," Karl said as he joined the conversation after sitting quiet for so long. "I have to admit I'm going to miss you though. I've really gotten to like you over the past week, especially now that you're into sex. Would be nice to have someone around who's good at it."

"Hey shithead. I'm still here," Jake said to Karl trying to act all upset, but it was easy to see he wasn't. They had a pretty good friendship.

"Well it's not like I'm moving to Cambodia, unless I'm actually from Cambodia. To be determined at a later date," I told them with a smile. "I have every intention of coming here every day to have our run and my morning sex."

"Nice. But I think you need to spend some time working on your real life too. Focus on that and hopefully when your memories come back, you can have both worlds. Hell, just hearing about your other life has me boned up. I would love to meet your brothers and have some fun," Karl said sweetly, but I could almost hear it in his voice that he was upset at the thought of me leaving; so I should just stay.

"Down boy," Jake laughed. "See Justin. You're every fag's fantasy. Identical gay triplets. You could rent yourselves out and be millionaires, if you weren't already mega rich."

That's true, I still had the $5,000 that I'd got at the ATM on my first day. Karl had paid for everything while I'd been with him, so I was still rich. As I sat on couch with Karl, Jake called Colin and I began to realize that I was going to be heading back to the world that believed I was Justin. I think I began to panic a little...okay, a lot. "Hey Colin, Jake. So I found something you appear to have lost. Justin is here at my house." He paused and listened. "Yeah, he's fine, except that he can't remember who he is. I was on vacation in Ibiza and when I got back I found out that he had been staying with my roommate Karl the entire time, who had no idea who he was. Don't worry, we've been trying to get him back to normal..." he grinned and there was a pause. "Of course. Nothing says normal for Justin like a dozen hours of sex. It might be what he needed to be on his way back to being the gay guy we all love, but he still doesn't remember anything unfortunately."

I couldn't believe Jake just told him we'd had sex. God, personal space much. If I'm supposed to be married to the guy, isn't this the last stuff you should be saying. What if the guy comes over with an AK47 and blows us all away. I smiled back at him weakly. I'm not sure I'm gay, I just like sex with guys. I mean really, does that make me gay? I'm not out in a pink tutu screaming that everything is fabulous. I simply take it up the ass and suck dick. Maybe I'm just a sexaholic who isn't a fan of pussy...that doesn't necessarily put a label of gay on me, after all I like boobs and ass. I put my hand on Karl's dick and he wrapped his arm around my shoulder and pulled me tight against him. He was my security blanket. He was fuzzy like a blanket, that's for sure.

"We can wait here if you'd like to come over...Okay, see you soon." He hung up and sat beside me. "He sure sounds relieved that you're alright. I thought it might be best if he came here instead of you going over there, especially if it still overwhelms you. Your house has always been pretty busy that's for sure. Who knows, perhaps you can break the ice with him by all of us having sex together. Maybe you'll remember something when you see him naked and get his dick down your throat."

"I doubt that. I'm going to stick with the idea that they're producing a porn and I'm their star in a series called `Justin masters'... and then each episode is something different. Rimming, fucking, kissing, groups, cumming, etc."

That's hilarious, you should actually do that and produce videos. Shit you'd make a fortune. But if that's your porn life, how does Blake fit into that? I know the kid is a horny pre-teen, but I doubt he'd be doing porn."

"Probably not, but he could be in the non-sex parts. Maybe they are making real movies and just adding a lot of extra sex scenes to make it more interesting. Kind of a hybrid porn and action movie thing."

"Shit, there's another great idea. You gotta write these down in case your memory comes back and overwrites these things."

"Would that happen?" I asked looking at him slightly horrified. "Would I end up forgetting who you guys are?"

"No, I don't think so. I don't know much about head injuries or anything, but I think you just slowly regain your past memories without it affecting current ones," said Karl interjecting.

"That's good because I really want to remember this past week. I actually had fun here. How long will it take him to get here?"

"Probably an hour," Jake replied.

"Then we should hit the bedroom before I have to go. You know, have a proper send off."

"Yep, you may not have your memory back, but you're definitely Justin," Jake laughed, but we decided not to have sex and just spend time together talking and working on saying goodbye. I had to clean up before I got dressed which meant another shower, during which I wondered if I should just make a run for it. I could hit the road, head for eastern Canada or America somewhere. See the sights, travel the world...at least until I ran out of money. The more I thought about it, the more confused I got. I really didn't want to go back to that place again, but if I ran, they'd never stop chasing me. I'd be like a fugitive always looking over my shoulder, not knowing when someone would recognize me and grab me. I decided the best thing was to work on learning as much as I could, pretend to get my memories back and when they trusted me, change my life. Save some money; divorce the guy I'm supposed to be married to; then leave and never look back. That way no one would be hunting me. Yeah, that's the ticket. As I stood in the shower plotting my life, I worked on cleaning my ass. No way I needed this Colin guy checking it to see that I'd been a cum dump for a couple of guys, despite what Jake had already told him. That would give him the wrong message about me. I could claim I was no longer gay and had decided to come out of the straight closet. That would be good grounds for a divorce, right? Irreconcilable differences. Doesn't get any more different than that.

We all dressed, and I think this is the most we'd ever worn around the house since I moved in. I was so nervous that I may have bitten off every fingernail I had and wondered if I should start on the toes. The whole time we were waiting, I kept thinking that it wasn't too late to run. When the doorbell went and brought me back to the moment, I almost shot off the couch. Karl held my hand firmly, which helped calm me down, but he released it just before Colin arrived in the living room. I stood up to greet him. Well, actually Karl stood up to greet him and I followed.

"Hi I'm Karl. I'm sorry Colin, I had no idea who Triton was when we met. Jake was on vacation, so it was just him and me, and he had no memory of his past," he explained as they shook hands.

"That's okay. I'm just glad you're okay," Colin said looking at me. He came over and gave me a hug. "I love you and I've missed you so much. God, I thought something bad had happened to you. I wouldn't be able to live without you." I just stood there unsure of what to do with this guy wrapped around me. He seemed a little overdramatic if you ask me. He stepped back and we looked into each other's eyes. His were bright blue, and looked to be a mix of happy and sad all at the same time. He had blond hair and was just slightly taller than me, but had this air of confidence about him. He was older, probably Jake's age, or somewhere close, so I'm guessing that means my other me likes older guys.

"Have you remembered anything at all yet?" Colin asked as he kept looking at me. I stared at Karl and Jake unsure what to say.

"No not really. Just what I've been learning as I go along, but no real memory as such. Sorry," I replied.

Jake helped. "I don't think he's remembered any details of his past, but he's back to being Justin when it comes to sex. He even tried a girl," he grinned.

"Dude!" I said as I shot him a dirty look. That's definitely an overshare now that he's in the room.

Colin smiled. "Don't worry. If you weren't having sex all the time, I'd be worried that there was more wrong with you than just lost memories. Glad to know you're at least are safe and doing okay." They suggested we all sit down and I stuck close to Karl on the couch with Colin sitting next to me and Jake on the chair. "What made you take off? Did we do something wrong?"

"No, I was just a bit overwhelmed with everyone. Those kids running around calling me Dad; the guys that looked like me, and no offense, but you too. I'm supposed to be married to you and we sleep in the same bed and stuff. It was a little much to handle. Then all the other guys who were gay, I just couldn't deal. I was only gonna be gone for a few hours or maybe overnight, and then I met Karl who was nice to me and just listened to the fact I was Triton and not Justin. One thing led to another and I just ended up staying here."

"We were so worried when we found your car at the mall. We thought maybe you were wandering around lost or hurt," Colin said and I could see the genuine concern in his face. This really wasn't some game or porn star reality. He really seemed to care about me.

"Sorry," I said looking down at my shoes, not wanting to face him.

"You had a car?" Karl asked.

"Yeah, sorry about that too. When we met at the Starbucks, I figured they would have a tracking chip on it or something, so I told you I didn't have one."

"Wow, I'm really sorry Colin. I honestly had no idea," Karl apologized again. We spend the next little while talking about things. Colin filled Karl and Jake in on what had happened to me, and cleared up the mystery of the black hair and scar, although I still have no clue whether that was real or not, but at least I was now listening as I believed he was trying to be genuine. Karl and Jake filled Colin in on our week and even talked about the sex, and the girl. Colin laughed at that. I figured he'd be pissed, but he just thought it was hilarious. He was so easy going that I was beginning to warm up to him. But just as I thought I could get to like him, I remembered that we were supposed to be married and had a kid. That was going to take a lot of getting used to. Maybe some heavy medication would be nice. That might help.

"So are you ready to go home and give it another try?" Colin asked eventually. "We can set up some appointments to try get some help with your memories if we can."

"Are all those people going to be at your house again?"

"Not right now. I had a feeling it might have been a bit much to handle so we made a few changes. Jason, Alex and the boys, along with Malcolm are all in their new house and will only come over slowly as you can handle it, but Jason is your twin brother, so he wants to see you, as do your parents. Blake is staying with Cory for a while. He likes it over there and it's good for him to be around Sheila anyway. Troy moved into Malcolm's old bachelor suite and Kyle is staying with Chance for a while. Somehow I think after he's been living at the Academy, he may never come home. So it's just you and me."

He was talking like I knew who any of those people were. I felt like a dozen jets were racing over my head and I'd missed everything. I only understood about 10% of it.

"I thought I was a triplet. How come you referred to Jason as my twin?"

"Long story, but you grew with him believing it was the two of you. A little while ago you stumbled across J.P. and discovered you were actually triplets, but you're nowhere near as close to J.P. as you are to Jason," Colin explained briefly. I'd probably get more of that story later. Colin seemed like he was going to be an okay guy and I'm willing to give him a chance. I wasn't sure about living there permanently, but I could visit for a while and see how it goes. I could always come back with Jake and Karl if things got too insane again. "Okay, cool," is all I could come up with.

"You know what? You guys should come to the club this weekend, if you're up to it, it's the annual water fight night on Friday. It's always lots of fun," Jake told us.

"Water fight?" I asked in case I hadn't heard him right. "How does that work?"

"Everyone brings a water gun and just like it sounds, it's an all-night water fight right in the club. There's still drinking, dancing and music, but as the night goes on people get wetter and wetter and clothes become less and less. Usually by the end of the night the dance floor is 6 inches deep in water, and guys are 6 inches deep in each other. Plus there'll be dancers on stage themed to the water night. It's always packed."

"Doesn't the electronic stuff get destroyed?" I asked wondering how they could possibly do that.

"No. People can get ziplock bags for their phones if they want, or store everything at the coat check. All the computers and stuff are removed for the evening and all drinks are five bucks so the staff doesn't have to worry about figuring out change. The DJ booth is surrounded by a plastic screen to protect it and that pretty much covers it all. Once the night is over they spend the next day drying things off. Great way to clean the place from top to bottom and have some fun doing it."

"Sound like a cool party. I think I'd like to do that," I smiled. "Would we be able to Colin?" I asked figuring that since he was now my roommate, keeper or whatever, that I should ask him. Seems like he was in charge of me at this point.

"Of course. We had a ton of fun last time, but do you think you'll be able to handle it? Most people there know you and it could be a bit overwhelming."

"Well if you guys stick close and tell me who people are as they come up, I should make it through. Does it turn into an orgy or something, or is it just drinking dancing and a water fight?"

"Pretty much that. If you want an orgy, you can always go down to the Cell'r for that," Colin explained. I didn't ask for clarification. I'm not sure I'd want to go into a cellar. I said goodbye to Karl and Jake and promised we'd see them at the water fight nigh and that I'd stay in touch. I felt really sad leaving their house as I'd had lots of fun all week, but I did my best to man up and not cry. It felt like I'd been sold and was now off to live with my new master. This is probably how puppies or foster kids feel.

Jake and Karl came down to the street with us and there were a few guys hanging around an orange Lamborghini. We headed for that car which I think I remember seeing in Colin's garage. The guys were drooling so much there should be a mandatory bib rule around this car. Colin opened up the passenger door and I loved the way they swung upward. So cool. I looked at him to make sure I was supposed to get in and he just smiled so I climbed in and pulled the door down. He got in his side and I lowered the window to say one last goodbye to Jake and Karl. We took off and headed back to Colin's place.

"This is one sic car," I commented. "I can't believe you own something like this. If it's not rude, how much does a car like this cost?"

"This one wasn't that expensive. It was around 400," he replied casually.

"400?...thousand?" I said almost choking on the words. "Shit. I'd hate to get into an accident or anything with it. I'd never be able to pay to fix it."

He just laughed. "It's not the most expensive one we own, but I don't buy them because of price, I get them because I like cars. We have the new ones coming up from California now that the underground garage is almost done. Blake's favorite is the batmobile as he calls it. It's actually a Lamborghini Ankonian and it isn't even on the market yet. Cost a butt load for that one."

"More than this?" I asked surprised.

"Almost 10 times this," he laughed.

"Fuck off. You paid almost 4 million for a car?" I said quickly doing the math.

"Just over three, but close enough," he said as we swung onto a larger street and opened the car up a bit. I think everyone we went past stared at us. Talk about being the center of attention. I'm not sure I like that.

I didn't ask much and waited until we pulled into the compound that I'd left a week ago. Something so sinister about this place having gates at the entrance and a large stone wall. Kind of how you imagine the entrance to an insane asylum should be. All we need now is creepy music and a thunder and lightning storm. Colin drove right into the garage and parked. As we got out I looked around and there really were some sweet vehicles. He explained a few of them to me as he showed me around. There was everything from a Camaro and BMW right up to a Bugatti and even a Ducati motorcycle, which I learned belonged to Kyle. I think he was the guy with the highlighted hair. I liked the red Ferrari. Seemed like a classic. I saw the Maserati I had borrowed and immediately felt guilty for leaving it at the mall.

"Sorry for not bringing the car back," I said quietly to Colin. "I just ended up panicking a bit and Karl offered to talk and I just went with it. Sorry."

"We're all just glad you're back and not hurt," he said as we left the garage and headed back inside. True to his word the place seemed deserted. The complex was way too big for just two people and definitely didn't feel as homey as Karl's place. This one felt more like I'd have to behave all the time and be Mr. Perfect. At Karl's I felt comfortable being naked on the couch or eating breakfast in my underwear, or even swearing and farting like a trucker if I wanted. Here it felt like I'd have to dress up for meals and watch my language. Not a good start. Colin offered me something to eat and drink, which I accepted as we sat in the kitchen. At least this was a little more normal. I kind of liked this room.

"Can I text Jason and let him know you're home? I think you should at least say hi to him."

"Sure. Oh, I think you'll want this back," I said as I pulled out the money I had taken when I first left. "It's the $5,000 I took out of the bank. It's almost all there, except for like a 20 bucks that I used for stuff. I can pay that back once I get things figured out."

Colin laughed. "Babe, I know that you don't have your memories or anything, but whatever is here belongs to you and me together. This house, the cars, money, everything. Nothing needs to be paid back and if you want to keep the money, give it to friends or just spend it, it's yours."

"Are you sure?" I asked. "It's like 5,000 dollars."

"I'm sure," he said sitting beside me.

"I would have given some of it to Karl and Jake for food all week, but I thought you'd be pissed at me for taking the money and didn't want to get into more trouble."

"Giving it to them would be a nice gesture if you ask me. I'm guessing you had fun over there."

"Yeah. I really liked getting to know them, but I'm not comfortable having this money as I'm sure it's not mine. Please take it back and if I need to borrow some, we can keep track of it so I can pay you back when I get a job or something." He didn't argue further as he took the money.

"It really is your money and it's there if you want it. What was the best part of being at Karl and Jake's?" He asked trying to sound casual.

I almost told him that by the end it was the sex, but decided that might be the wrong answer in this situation. "I think it's because Karl just treated me like me. I also liked working out with him. He's really into fitness and I learned a ton of routines to help build my body. He didn't try to change me into Justin or make me try to remember things. He never bombarded me with my past. Jake did a bit, but he didn't pressure me or anything."

"Is that why you left here?"

"Yeah, kinda. Everyone was trying to get me to remember being Justin or coming at me from all sides about my past and that I should remember this, or remember that. I just wanted to be Triton, not Justin."

"So have you accepted any part of what people have told you?" He asked cautiously.

"A little bit. I'm thinking I really am Justin with two identical brothers and that I probably enjoy being with guys over girls. No offense, but I'm still having a hard time believing I'm married with a kid... not that you don't seem like a great guy, it's just hard to comprehend."

"It's okay. We can take it slow until your memories return."

"What if they don't?" I asked looking at him seriously. Was it fair to him to be married to me and me not being interested in him? I almost asked him, but decided now wasn't the time. Especially if I had plans to get out of there later.

"Then we deal with that too," he smiled. "I'll just text Jason and then we can go look around for a bit. I closed the connecting doors to the other house earlier so the kids don't run over and we can have the place to ourselves."

"Sure. Cool." It seemed to take only a second between texting and when Jason arrived in the house. It was like he was waiting in the living room or something. He came up and hugged me, just like Colin had.

"So glad you're alright, bro. I've never been so scared at the thought of losing you. We've never been apart our whole lives and when you went missing it felt like a piece of me was gone too."

"Sorry, I just needed some time to figure things out. I really didn't mean to scare anyone. I just never thought about it," I said as I looked at my brother who now had tears in his eyes. The people really seem genuine. I just wish I could remember them.

"Well, if you ever feel like that again, just let us know and we'll all get out of your way. Just as long as we know you're okay."

I agreed and we went off to look around the house. We started upstairs and Colin showed me all the bedrooms, explaining that we now had lots of spare rooms with Jason, Alex and the boys having moved out. Seems like he could have rented some of them out and made some money. I don't know why you'd need such a big house, but I didn't ask. He showed me Kyle's room followed by Troy's and then Blake's. I smiled at all the toys the kid had. He was one lucky kid that's for sure. Then he showed me the bedroom I remembered from my night here, which he said was ours. With all these rooms, it almost seemed silly for him and me to be sharing one. We could each have our own. Again, I didn't say anything. The main level was pretty much as it seemed. Living room, kitchen, great room, media room. Then it was down to the pool level, where they had a sauna, steam room, pool, hot tub and an extremely large bathroom that could easily be a small bedroom.

"This is the room everyone likes the most," Jason grinned.

"The bathroom?" I asked confused.

"The call it the bubble room, or the foam room."

"Why?"

He turned a switch on the wall and I jumped back slightly as bubble poured out of the wall. I reached out to touch them. "Cool, but why?"

"It's a lot of fun to be in here when the room fills up. You get all slippery and can have lots of fun. Adults have adult fun and kids just love the bubbles, so it works for everyone. When you're comfortable you can come try it."

I almost wanted to try it now. He showed me the yard outside which was massive and he explained that it was now two backyards in one. A running track with a hedge maze in the middle was off to the far left, a basketball court, large outdoor pool, waterslide, diving boards, tennis court and a giant tree house. These people weren't living in a house, they were living in an amusement park. All it would need is a rollercoaster and it'd be complete.

Then he took me to the basement and showed me the wine cellar and kid's playroom. There was also a panic room which seemed more like a bunker than anything. "What's in there?" I asked pointing to the closed door.

"That's the adult playroom. You put that together for some of the more kinky sex things."

"Can I see it?" I asked.

"If you want. But remember, it's a kinky sex playroom. That's all," he said as he opened the door. I stopped dead in my tracks as I looked around. It was more like a torture dungeon. I had no idea what you would even use most of this for. He went over to the wall and flipped a switch and the ceiling began to move. I move back as I saw water and figured we were going to get soaked. By the time the roof had opened I realized we were looking right up into the pool. That was cool. I took a look around at some of the stuff trying to figure out how you'd use most of it. There was furniture with padding and metal loops, chains, ropes, whips, handcuffs and an assortment of dildos and other things I'd never seen before. Jake and Karl would love this room. Guess they left this stuff off my sex lessons. Maybe I'd learn what everything was for and then invite them over for my own kinky sex training with them. Or maybe I could just chain everyone in this house up and torture them until they told me what was really going on. That sounded like a better plan.

Colin, Jason and I just hung out for the rest of the day playing pool, foosball and watching movies. Later Jason said he had to go as the kids were coming home and he should be there. He hugged me tight and again told me how great it was to have me home and said that when I was ready I should come over and see the new house. I agreed to do that.

Over the next couple days, Colin seemed to carefully invite one person at a time over to see me and took me to places he thought I should know about. I also invited Karl and Jake over to see the house after getting Colin's permission, as I wasn't sure how he'd feel about them being here. He didn't seem to have any problem at all with me inviting them over. Karl was impressed by the workout room and we did a couple sets and raced each other in the pool. I think Jake and Colin may have gone to make out at some point as they disappeared when Karl and went out to run a few laps on the track they had. It was nice to have them over and they really loved the house, although apparently Jake already knew the place. I made plans to hang out with them again, and told Karl that we should still run each morning. He said he could come over as I wasn't sure I should ask to borrow a car yet, and it would take too long by bus to get to his house.

Jason took me on an overnight trip to our parent's house, which started with dinner. The four of us had a nice meal and it was supposedly designed to be just like I had when I was a kid. I was even told which chair was mine, then after dinner we went through the family album and I got to see plenty of picture of me growing up. I was sooo cute. They even had lots and lots of videos on the computer which they played on the TV and told stories about them. Jason howled each time he did something to me where I got hurt, but for all I knew, it was me doing those things to him. We really were identical and I had to ask quite a few times which one was me in the pictures and videos. As it got late, Jason showed me our old rooms and I was going to get to spend the night in mine. It had been left pretty much set up like I still lived there, just minus clothes or personal stuff. The house was nice and I found it kind of fun that Jason and I had shared our own bathroom together. He was also going to spend the night in his old room so that it would be like we were kids again. I had to admit it was a great thing for them to do for me. They had told me in advance that I was staying over, so I had had a chance to pack stuff I'd need like a toothbrush and change of clothes. I was getting ready for bed and standing in the bathroom, in my underwear brushing my teeth, when Jason walked in and took a pee with me right there. I stopped mid-brush and just stared at him, not sure what to say. I spit the toothpaste out and decided to try questions rather than just freak out like I might have before.

"Did we always do this together?" I asked trying to sound like this was normal.

"Yeah, pretty much. Dude, we're twins. We started as wombmates so we're hardly shy around each other. Mom used to bath us and we took our first shower together as we learned how to do it. We played together until we got our own friends, and we've always been each other's best friend. When one of us felt bad, the other was there to help. We always had our own lives, but we've never been far enough apart where we couldn't support each other if we needed it. I was the first of us to figure out I was gay, but never told you. You figured it out by yourself with Alex before you became boyfriends."

"So did you and I ever have sex?" I asked cautiously.

"Growing up, never. We never had a problem being naked around each other and talked about puberty and showed each other when we began to change, but nothing more than that. Now that we're grown up, yeah, we've played around a few times."

"And J.P.?"

"He's our triplet, but we never grew up with him. He was like the biggest surprise of our lives. We don't share the same bond as you and I do. If you get hurt, I feel it. If I'm sad, you feel it. Something they call twin-tuition. We don't have that with J.P., but it's so much fun when we all go out together and ham it up for everyone. I couldn't imagine not being a triplet now. We get so much attention that we almost can't handle it."

"Do we want that attention?" I asked as I put my toothbrush away and made space for him to wash his hands.

"It's kinda fun, especially as they try to figure out which one of us is which. My twins have it sorted. They just call all of us Daddy."

As I stood there and looked at him in the mirror, he was looking back at me. I stood facing it and he did the same thing. Fuck, we really were identical. I turned to face him and he turned to face me, then grinned and turned to face the same direction, away from me. I'm guessing he has ESP as well as he figured out what I was doing. He dropped his underwear and I did the same so we were both completely naked together. We spent few minutes checking each other out. Well, I spent the next few minutes checking us out and I honestly couldn't see any difference at all. Maybe we had some extremely small differences, but for the most part we were completely the same. So creepy looking at myself like this, only it wasn't me I was looking at. I miss my black hair a little as it made me a little unique, but I didn't miss the scar. They can keep that. When I did things in the mirror while looking at Jason, it was almost surreal that my shadow didn't copy my moves. I was going to have nightmares about this. When he turned around and I could see his ass, it was like I was looking at my own ass. Try and do that when you're not a twin. Strangely I didn't find it weird standing next to him checking each other out. Maybe because it felt like he was me. Even his cock and balls were the same, but I didn't say anything to him about that. I didn't want it to get creepy.

"You wanna come hang out in my room for a bit so we can keep talking about stuff?" I asked hoping it was okay to ask, but from the smile on his face, I think I said the right thing. We pulled our underwear back on and lay on my bed. I almost jumped out of my skin when our Mom and Dad knocked on the door to say goodnight. Jason yelled at them to come in and I frantically looked around for something to cover up. After all I was almost naked in bed with another guy. No one seemed to care as both parents kissed us goodnight and told us not to stay up too late. After they left, I relaxed. "Good thing we weren't naked or anything."

"They always knock. They never used to, but I got caught in bed with Mark when I was 14 and they never came in again without knocking."

"You got caught with Mark? Is that why he stopped coming around?"

"Probably a little bit." He stopped talking and his head snapped around to stare at me. "Wait, you remember that?"

"Yeah, I think so. Mark was our friend when we were kids and then he stopped coming over at some point."

"Holy shit dude! Holy shit!! You remembered something. Holy shit!!"

I smiled. Yep, holy shit it was. "Keep talking. Maybe more will come back."

"Mark was so freaked out that he slept on the floor that night and wouldn't let me get anywhere near his dick for almost a week. He was so sure Mom and Dad were going to tell his parents, but of course they didn't. I did get the whole sex speech from Dad after that though. He stumbled through it really badly, but I have to say he did cover off both straight and gay sex, although I already knew more about it than the talk he gave me, especially about the gay stuff. Did he ever give you the talk?"

I shrugged. "I dunno."

"Shit, right, sorry. Anyway, after that whenever I had guys over I had to leave the bedroom door open. When girls came over I was allowed to close the door. They figured I was totally gay after seeing me with Mark. If they only knew just how much sex I was having with girls too, I would have had to keep all friends in the living room."

"Did I know any of this stuff?" I asked with a curious smile.

"Nope, none at all. The closest you came was when you entered the bathroom when Mark and I were in it together. We had just finished showering and you caught us drying off, but you didn't think anything of it. If you'd arrived two minutes earlier you would have seen us blowing our loads all over each other."

"So did you and I sleep together a lot?"

"No, not really. When we were little kids we slept together. Mom and Dad kept putting us back in our own beds, but we always found a way to get back with each other. It's like Travis and Trevor are now. We can't separate them no matter how hard we try."

"Travis & Trevor? That's your twins right?" I asked trying to make sure I kept names and faces straight.

"Right. They remind me of probably how you and I were to our parents. By the time our balls dropped and we started getting pubes, we stopped sleeping together and only did it when one of us was feeling sick or sad, but that was about it. At least until we both identified ourselves as gay and then it was like a floodgate of sex with everyone and everything we could get out hands on."

He told me about the initiation into the `Q' and how Alex and I were boyfriends and how he'd had sex with him a few times while Alex thought it was me. He also told me of all the times we'd switched places with each other and pretended to be the other one. I found his stories fascinating and on the odd occasion I'd remember a small detail or something, which we both found encouraging. As we got tired we got under the covers together and fell asleep slowly as we talked about anything and everything. He didn't try sex or anything with me, and it was really nice getting to know him. I did wake up and stare at him for a while wondering if this is how I looked in the morning. He must have used that twin ESP thing as he woke up fairly quickly and smiled at me. He must have also sensed what else I was thinking as he pushed the covers down and took off his underwear to show me his erection. I did the same thing and found that even that was identical. We beat off together and laughed when we timed our cum shot to match the other one. He suggested that the next time we do that, we should get it on video. Synchronized cumming for the gay Olympics. I didn't even know they had a gay Olympics. We cleaned up and then had a shower together and I had a chance to see what I looked like from behind and even checked out his ass again. If this is how I look to others, no wonder I get laid a lot.

We had breakfast with my Mom and Dad, but didn't tell them I'd remembered the odd thing. No need to excite anyone until I was fully back from the great beyond. Not death, just death adjacent for my mind. Jason drove back to the house and showed me around his place. Everyone else was out so he and I had time to ourselves for a while. Colin was at work. It appeared as if everyone was taking turns babysitting me without making it obvious. I wouldn't tell them it was kind of obvious anyway. Once Colin returned from work, I was handed back to him, like a baton at a relay race, as Jason said he needed to spend time with the kids.

Colin told me how we'd met and how Jason had ended up with Alex and then gave me details of the secret society of the `Q'. A society that was really still a secret in my mind. Some of it I had trouble believing, like how Alex and I went from being best friends to boyfriends so easily. Apparently it had happened really fast and in one day we'd gone from not talking about sex or knowing anything, to having fucked each other. I found that tough to swallow. Almost as tough to swallow as my first load of cum. Colin was pretty patient with me and rarely called me Justin, but he never called me Triton either. He explained the second toilet in the bathroom and showed me how to use it. It was a rich person version of the enema that Karl and Jake had shown me. He said it was called a bidet, but the attachment on it made it easier to clean your ass out. They must really have a lot of sex here to install something like this. He said that on Sunday Blake would be coming home, and asked if I were ready to handle him.

"The crazy kid? Sure, I'll give it a try. He's like hyperactive or something isn't he?" I asked.

"Just active. Active mouth, active mind, active body. He never stops and will test every limit you have all the time. When he first came here, he never said a word as he was traumatized about what had happened to him. He would just blink those big eyes at us and I think we both fell in love with him, but he was so lost. Eventually he accepted us. He doesn't know you're anything but his Dad but we found out he was actually your cousin, and it really bonded you two together." He then told me the story about Blake's parents and siblings. I felt terrible knowing that that had happened to him, but from the way Blake acted you would have never known anything tragic had happened to him.

"That's why it's really important you don't reject him. You may not remember him, but he's lost a lot and if he thought he might lose you too, I'd hate to see him shut down. He's been pretty upset since the accident but we've kept telling him that you'll eventually get better."

"Shit, and I took off on you all. How'd did he handle that?" I asked felling about as low as a snake's belly.

"We didn't tell him. We said you were off getting some tests to see if they could get some of your memories back."

"Maybe I could fake a few things when he returns to make it up to him," I suggested.

"I wouldn't do that. Blake is extremely inquisitive and WILL test you. If you fail, he'll know you're bullshitting. Just tell him what you actually remember, or have learned, if he asks. Nothing more, nothing less. Truth for him is the best option, but omission of things isn't exactly lying either."

"Got it. Don't talk to the kid for long," I smirked. That should be easy. I don't really like kids, they're annoying. They have a million questions; always saying and doing stupid shit. Who needs it? Best I just focus on me for a while. I need to figure out what I want to do with the rest of my life. Alex came over and again I got a hugged. I should probably just get used to it as it seemed like everyone was a huggy touchy feely type of guy. He was so relieved that I was alright that he almost had tears in his eyes. He talked to me about us growing up and filled in some of the blanks between how we had been best friends, then boyfriends and all the way up to how we were brother-in-laws now. His story matched all the other pieces as well, but from his perspective. So either these guys had something like a detailed two million word script they were following or it really was the truth. I was beginning to believe that I really was who they said I was, although it felt more like I was in a movie learning to play a character as Justin the super rich fag. Alex didn't stay late as he said he should let me and Colin spend more time together. He did give me a kiss good night which felt a bit strange. Never thought of kissing my best friend, but oh well, never thought of sleeping with a guy, so that was pretty tame considering.

I was really curious about this water fight party we were going to and being around the house was intense so I was more than ready to get out that I didn't really care that it was a gay club. They said that there would be girls too, so I was fine with it. Maybe it would be like a wet t-shirt contest, only with everyone getting wet. I'd be seeing some boobs for sure tonight.

Colin and I went to the kid's room and got the two biggest water guns he had and filled them up before we dressed, packed a towel and change of clothes for the party. This was gonna be an epic water fight. I was looking forward to it. Partially to see what it would be like and partially to see Jake and Karl again. I'd really missed them since leaving and coming here. I took Colin's advice on what to wear, although I was a little nervous. I was wearing a tight shirt that showed off everything. I mean I could see my nipples standing out under it. It felt like the shirt was painted on. With Colin you could see every ab line on him. He might as well have not been wearing a shirt, and the fact it was white made it stand out that much more. He said once it got wet, it would be see thru. Our underwear was already see thru. We had semi assless ones. The back had a hole in it like a semi-circle. Not completely assless but close enough. The front had a pouch to put your cock and balls in, which was inside the actual underwear so when you pulled them on, it made your junk look bigger. I guess it's a gay thing, but I wasn't unhappy with the look, especially after I pulled on my black jeans and I looked like I had a huge cock in my pants, and I kind of looked gay dressed like this. I may like sex with guys at the moment, but I wasn't really comfortable with the label of gay, so I was going with plain old `sexual' if someone asked. I don't really understand the obsession with needing to know straight, gay, bi or anything else. I figure if I'm attracted to you, I'll let you know by having sex with you, otherwise just accept me for whatever. Colin let me drive his Ferrari and gave me directions to the club we were going to. When we pulled up out front I couldn't believe how busy it was. There were line-ups on both sides of the door. One side said V.I.P., the other must have been the regular line.

"Shit, we're never going to get in. The line is a mile long, even in the V.I.P. area."

Colin just smiled as we got out of the car and told me to throw the keys to the valet as he grabbed our backpacks with the clothes and our water guns. I would love to be the valet and drive cars like this. Maybe I should get a job here. Would sure beat Walmart, which apparently, I don't work at either. Another memory shot to shit. We walked to the door and I kept waiting for someone to send us to the back of the line, but we were let straight in. Sweet. Once inside there were more lines. They were checking backpacks and taking I.D. and the cover charge was like ten bucks. We walked past all of it, even though I was ready to hand my bag over.

"How come we didn't have our bag checked?" I asked.

"Because we own the place, remember. We'll just put the bags in the office and grab a drink."

"Nice. So you're gonna stick close to me right. Help me with anyone who comes up that I don't recognize?"

"I'm your wingman all night. Everyone will be here, so if you get overwhelmed at all just let me know and we'll take a break."

"If I get overwhelmed, I'll just shoot them," I grinned as I pulled my water gun around and held it like Rambo.

We headed to the main floor and over to one of the many bars to grab a couple of drinks. The bartender smiled and asked if we wanted our usual. Colin nodded and he handed us a couple martinis. Seriously, what am I, sixty? "Ummm, could I just have a beer? Maybe Granville Island Lager or something if you have it."

The bartender quickly got me one and I went to pay him. He just waived it off. "We don't pay for drinks either?" I asked. "I like this place. Might have to pace myself or you're gonna find me face down on the floor somewhere."

"Just make sure you're wearing pants if that happens. I'd hate to be responsible for the entire club fucking you," Colin said as he took a sip of his drink. I looked at him to see if he were kidding, but I couldn't tell. I was now holding two drinks and looking like a real alcoholic. The first person Colin whispered to me about was a super flamboyant guy almost running up to greet us.

"Hi babes!" He said almost way to feminine for me. He was wearing a shiny blue skimpy speedo and knee high red boots with sparkly tape around the tops of them. He was also covered in glitter. He only needed wings and he'd look like a fairy. I didn't say that out loud or it might have been taken the wrong way. "Good to see you again. You're still dry? I guess you just got here huh? I'm gonna be so wet that I'll be dripping all night, and not from the water if you know what I mean. Come find me and maybe we can have some fun." He leaned in and kissed both of us. If I hadn't had my hands full of drinks this guy would have gotten the first attack from my water cannon. He pranced off to go after someone else.

"Who was that?" I asked.

"Forrest. He's a good friend and you helped him come out."

"I may have overshot the mark with that then. Can you push someone slightly back in once they're out?" I asked. I looked at my hands and decided to get rid of the martini. I downed it in one gulp. It was pretty amazing actually. Like chocolate or something. They were playing some pretty good music so Colin and I left our drinks on a nearby table and headed for the dance floor. It should have been weird dancing with another dude, but it was actually a lot of fun. As we danced one of my brothers came up to say hi and tell me it was good to have me back as he hugged me. Seemed like this was the mandatory greeting.

"Which brother are you?" I asked a little more bluntly than I'd meant.

"la mignonne," he replied in French.

"That doesn't help. I don't speak French," I said smiling at him. Colin was laughing.

"That's your hint. Jason and you don't speak French. Only J.P. does," he told me.

"Good one dude," I said fist bumping J.P. Then I spun my water gun around and blasted him in the chest. "Next time try English, shithead!" I made a mental note to learn French so I could talk to this guy or at least figure out what he was saying behind my back in front of me.

He jumped back out of the way as he shook off the cold water. I turned back to Colin to dance. The next thing I felt was J.P. grabbing the top of my pants just before he jammed an open bottle of water upside down into them. I look like I'd peed myself by the time I yanked it out. Oh, he was asking for it. I took aim at his crotch and blasted him. Then it seemed like water was coming from everywhere. Colin was attacking J.P. with me and then his boyfriend, Bryan? Ryan? came to his aid and attacked us back. By the time we finally retreated and ran off the dance floor back to our drinks I was soaked, but then so was everyone else. Colin's shirt did what he'd expected and was almost transparent. It showed off his ripped chest and abs. J.P. and Ryan were pretty wet as well. Fortunately the whole club was warm so I didn't feel uncomfortable. As we sat there I saw Jake and Karl coming towards us. I jumped up and ran toward them and gave each a big hug. The mandatory greeting ritual. I forgot I was soaked, so they weren't as receptive to my hug as they should have been.

"I can't stay long as we're just getting ready for the stage show. You're gonna love it. Wet boys in skimpy shorts. Good to see you here," Jake said. "Looks like you've been getting into the spirit of the whole night."

"Yeah, this place is awesome. Love the music too. Can't believe how big this place is."

"We're popular that's for sure. Wait until the night really gets going and guys get a little more drunk. The water fight will pick speed and I'm sure you'll see a few things you just don't see at other clubs. Can't wait to see you get down to your underwear. You'll need to have that gun on rapid fire to keep the boys, and even the girls, away."

"Yeah right," I laughed. "Probably just you and Karl. You want to join us for a bit?" I asked excitedly.

"Just for a bit," Karl replied. "I don't want to intrude with you and the other half."

Jake laughed. "Colin won't mind. He's a really cool guy. Any memories returning yet?"

"I remember a three-way not too long ago and a bad experience with some raw sushi..fish...pussy. But nothing much prior to that," I grinned.

We re-joined Colin at the table and I introduced them again, but Colin reminded me that he knew Jake really well already. I wondered if that meant they'd had sex before. I didn't ask as I figure that was none of my business. Same as he never asked what I'd done with Karl and Jake while I was there. Wouldn't tell him anyway. I figure who I have sex with is my business and my business only. As I looked around the club a lot of the guys were really having fun getting each other wet, dancing and drinking. I liked this place, especially as a lot of girls were also wet and I could clearly see their boobs. Gay boys didn't seem to have any boundaries with either guys or girls. On more than one occasion, I saw boys lifting a girl's shirt to check out her rack and then pulling out some guys cock to have a look at it. They just seemed to be so comfortable around each other and go for whatever their eyes saw. As we sat there talking, Ally came running up with another girl.

"Hey Triton. Looks like you're having fun? This is my friend Daniella," she said introducing the blonde with her. The blonde with the see thru shirt.

"Nice to meet you," I said making a point of remembering to look at her boobs instead of her eyes. I'd made that mistake with Ally when we first met.

"Are you sure he's gay?" she said to Ally and waved he hands in front of my eyes to get me to look up.

"I'm actually tri-sexual," I replied quickly in my slightly buzzed way. All these drinks were starting to go to my head and I wasn't feeling any pain that's for sure.

"Tri-sexual?" she asked frowning slightly.

"Yeah, I try sex with everyone," I grinned. Ally and Daniella laughed.

"Wanna come dance with us?" Ally asked.

I looked at Colin. "Have fun," he said grinning. I left my water gun with him as the girls took me by the hand and pulled me out onto the middle of the dance floor. I was between the two of them and had fun turning back and forth to share time with each one as we danced. Daniella reached over and pulled my wet shirt off over my head. It didn't come off easy, but once it was off, it actually felt better than the wet material stuck to me. She pushed it into the back of my pants and I shuddered at how cold it felt. Then she reached over and took off Ally's shirt. I wasn't surprised to see that she wasn't wearing a bra and quickly looked around to see if anyone was staring at her boobs now. Then Ally removed Daniella's shirt. She had larger boobs than Ally and I almost reached up to take hold of them, but thought I'd get slapped in the face, or worse, punched in the nuts. But I probably didn't need to worry as both girls sandwiched me tight between them and rubbed up and down on me from both the front and back. I'm sure glad my pants weren't see thru right now. I felt Daniella's hand run down my chest and slip into the front of my jeans as she made her way to my cock. No way to stop the expansion project going on down there now, but to take terminology out of Colin's business; I needed to down size quickly or be faced with massive overcrowding in there. I almost collapsed against her as she firmly took hold of it. Then she used the other hand to pop the top button on my pants and lower my zipper. As soon as she did that and had more space, her hand went the rest of the way inside and cupped my entire package.

"You weren't kidding. He's got a great cock. Wouldn't mind a little of that," she said to Ally as if I wasn't actually standing between the two of them.

"Told you," she replied. It felt a little weird being talked about like a piece of meat, but then I wasn't exactly complaining about it. She took one of my hands and pushed it under her skirt and into her panties, so I did what I thought I was supposed to and fingered her pussy. I'd say she was wet, but that would be redundant. All of us were wet from head to toe, so I had no idea if this was water fight wet, or normal pussy wet. I wasn't going to smell my fingers to find out. That's not a scent I want on me all night. Then all of a sudden, she removed my hand from her panties and let go of my cock so that she could take me by the hand and pull me off the dance floor. I had to use my other hand to keep my pants from falling down. We went to the bar and grabbed a drink for each of us, which I paid for since I had no idea how to charge them to Colin's account. Then Daniella pulled me into a dark corner with Ally following along and we were no sooner there than she kissed me hard and rubbed against me. Her hand went back into my pants, only this time, she pushed the front of them down and pulled my cock and balls out. I tried to look around to see if anyone could see us, but I was glued to her face. Ally was behind me rubbing my ass and kissing my neck.

Damn, I'm a dude sandwich on pussy bread. Or am I an all meat sandwich on fish bread? I'll get back to you on that. My cock was really hard at the excitement of this, but I was also nervous that someone would see us and we'd be thrown out of the club. Daniella slowly began to kiss down my cheek, neck and then to my nipples before sliding down the wall she was against, kissing me the entire way. I gasped when she took my cock into her mouth and I tried to turn slightly so that I wasn't as visible to the entire club. Of course being in a dark corner, I doubted anyone could see anything, but to me it felt like I was on stage with a spotlight on me. Ally pushed the back of my pants down to my knees and I really felt naked now. Her hand came between my legs and fondled my balls. Damn she has long nails. Dudes sure don't have hands like that. One slip and she'd shred open my ball sack and I'd bleed to death. Daniella's blowjob wasn't that good compared to the guys I'd been with recently, but I sure as hell wasn't going to complain, except when she stopped and stood up. She quickly removed her panties and put them on my head. I hope they were clean as I just did my hair before coming to the club. So much for not having pussy smell on me all night. She pressed herself against me. I felt Ally's hand move up my shaft from between my legs where she pulled my cock down, aiming it at Daniella's pussy. I just stayed frozen as I may have no memory of stuff, but I'm not stupid. I knew what was about to happen. My cock went into her and I did what any tri-sexual guy would do. I slammed it the rest of the way inside and almost gasped as I did it. Maybe I was more drunk than I thought, but she was pretty hot. I fucked as Ally rubbed my balls and played with my shaft as it went in and out. Daniella kept kissing me as if nothing was happening down below. I felt a sharp cold on my ass and broke our kiss to look back. Ally was rubbing an ice cube up and down my crack. She pressed it between my cheeks in then inserted it into my ass.

"Ooohhh, whaaaa," I exclaimed as the cube began to freeze my ass like I was a penguin or something. Then I felt her thumb from the hand cupping my balls as it followed the ice cube in. She pushed it right up to my prostate and I could feel it melting. That is the weirdest sensation yet. More weirder than being pissed in even. Daniella pulled my head back to hers and kept on kissing me as I fucked while my ass was being probed with an ice cube and thumb. That's all it took and I shot my load inside her. I shook like I was attached to a vibrator and then felt Ally pulling my cock out of Daniella.

We stopped kissing. "Thanks sweetie. You have a great cock. I love getting a gay boy to cum inside me. So hot!" She reached down for her panties and pulled them back on.

Ally stood up and grinned at me. "Was that better?"

"Fuck that was insane. I loved it. You want me to fuck you now?"

She laughed. "That's ok. I just thought you'd like another try with a girl. That's your mulligan, sweetie. Looks like you had more fun this time. See you around Triton honey." I got a peck on the cheek as she took off with Daniella, their boobs bouncing along in front of them as they ran back to the dance floor holding hands. I pulled my pants back up and tried to look innocent before returning back to the guys. I was still shirtless as the thing was just too cold and tight to put back on. Colin just smiled as I sat down.

"Did you have fun with the girls?" He asked. I quickly looked over to the corner where we had been in case he had been watching, but it was too dark to see anything.

"Yeah, I bought them a drink and we danced. Ally is the girl I met at Karl's place and her friend is Daniella Mulligan. They took off their shirts while they were dancing and made me into a boob sandwich," I smiled.

"Nice. Sometimes I think girls get wilder than guys," he remarked as someone ran past and sprayed both of us with more water. I grabbed my gun and blasted him in the back of the head. Karl and Jake had gone off to do whatever they were up to next and I felt a little disappointed that they weren't around, but understood they probably had lots of other friends here. Although Karl had said he doesn't go clubbing very much anymore. I should go up higher and find a sniper lookout point so I could blast people without getting soaked myself. I looked up and saw that there were other floors.

"So what's up there?" I asked Colin.

"V.I.P. section on the second, `Here' lounge on the third and then the rooftop patio. Feel like checking them out?" I nodded and we headed to the second floor. Again they had a checkpoint at the base of the stairs, but we just went right through without having to show any I.D. or anything, which is good as mine was all back in the office. Any of the guys that were down to only their underwear seemed to be keeping money and I.D. in theirs socks and shoes. Probably the safest place, especially as there seemed to be a lot of groping going on. Many people said hi to us, with most calling me either Justin or Jason, and a few calling me J.P. This could get confusing. I was really Triton, trying to be Justin and now had to be Jason or J.P. One guy was looking at me and whispering to his friend and then his friend looked at me and they talked back and forth like little school girls almost giggling. I'd have gone up and asked them their problem, but since they were only sitting in underwear I didn't want to give them the wrong impression, so I ignored them and had another drink with Colin. A few more people came and went and my wingman gave me most of their names as they approached. He was very useful to have around. We were right at the edge of the railing and could see over to the first floor.

"There's Kyle and Chance," Colin grinned as he pulled his gun into firing position. I looked down at them and got my gun ready too. We soaked them with a steady stream of water and Colin waved when they looked up. Kyle grinned and they raced up to meet us.

"Asshole! I'm soaked," he laughed as he pulled off his shirt. Damn he was really cute...for a guy. He wrung his shirt out over Colin's head. "Having fun Justin? Any of this look familiar yet?"

"Having a great time. No I don't recognize anything, but Colin has been really helpful giving me names of people and things."

"Things like whether they're tops or bottoms, penis sizes, cut, uncut?" He asked with a smirk.

"No. Things like how I'm supposed to know them and stuff. You guys talk about things like that?" I asked a little surprised.

"Sure. Too bad you can't remember because you're our king of sex details for the guys. Like Tyler over there. Claims he's straight and has a 12 inch dick. Goes downstairs all the time to have guys suck his dick or fuck them. He's like the guy you seek out when you want to test your limits."

"Bullshit. No one has a 12 inch dick. I know we're guys and everyone probably adds a little to their size when asked, but that's a little over the top," I said shaking my head. Kyle called him over.

"Hey Tyler. How's it going tonight? You had anyone swinging on that dick yet?" Kyle asked.

"Pacing myself. Plus cold water and penises don't go well together. Why? You looking to finally ride it?"

"Not me dude. Justin is having some memory issues so I wanted to remind him about your dick," Kyle smiled as he unfastened Tyler's pants and reached in to fish out his cock. I tried not to react and looked away quickly but you just can't help but see it. The thing really was massive. It had to be as big as mine when it was hard, and he was limp. Kyle held the whole thing in his hand and waved it around. I looked around the room to see if anyone else was paying attention but very few even glanced over. Tyler pulled it out of Kyle's hand and put it away.

"You know if you get it hard, you have to finish off. It's a rule, right," he smiled.

"So if you're straight, why are you letting guys play with your dick?" I asked curiously.

He grinned as he took a drink. "Dude, I have a 12 inch dick. Scares girls when they see it and excites gay guys to the point they all want it. They give good head and it's almost a competition to see who can handle being fucked by it. It's not a gay thing; it's a get laid every night thing. Name a chick that'll do that."

"Touché," I smiled. "And I thought I had a big dick."

"You do," he said patting me on the shoulder.

"How would you know?"

He laughed. "I doubt anyone in here doesn't know how big your dick is. You're not exactly shy about being naked."

"So I'm learning," I shrugged.

"If you want me to fuck you later, I'll be downstairs. We can put on another great show for everyone if you bring Jason and J.P. along."

"I'll get back to you," I replied with a smirk. He said goodbye and took off. Then then two giggly guys next to us came up and asked for my autograph.

"Autograph for what?" I asked looking at them like they maybe should be in some institution with men in white coats.

"You're the guy on TV. In Blurred Lines," they said sounding all giddy. Oh my God. More stupid shit. I'm not on TV or someone would have mentioned it. They seem to take great pleasure in mentioning everything else.

Jason and J.P. ran up excitedly and sat with us as I was about to explain to two weirdos that they definitely had the wrong guy. Then they got even more giddy. "Holy shit! There's three of you. I thought the show was just using one actor in all roles," the blonde kid said. "I had no idea that you were real triplets."

"What the fuck are they talking about?" I asked my group.

"Long story, but J.P. is in a TV show playing triplets," Colin explained.

"If that's your idea of a long story, I can't wait for one of your short versions. So he's playing all three roles, but everyone thinks it's all of us in the show?" I asked as I read between the lines of the long story...

"Basically, but they haven't shown all three in one place at a time yet, so the debate is raging on social media about whether you three are real or if J.P. is just all roles. Tomorrow's episode is the big reveal. He's the only one in the credits though."

"Sounds like a devious show. I like it. Are the roles all gay?"

"Nope. Two brothers are straight, one is gay, but that hasn't been completely flushed out yet. They're still building the drama. Before you hear it from someone else, Blake is also in the show occasionally as the shit disturbing little brother. He loves the role."

"Doesn't sound like acting though. What does he do, just show up and be himself?" I asked bluntly. They all laughed thinking I was being sarcastic.

We gave the giggly boys their autographs and they bounced away like Tiggers.

"After the stage show, let's go do the triplet thing. Get the Triple J's some attention from the boys," Jason suggested.

"The triplet thing? What's that?"

"We ham it up and get all sexy to tease the little fags on the dance floor. Get them all boned up and horny thinking about doing us."

"Is that safe in here?" I asked almost with a grin. Not sure I'm into getting more attention. This table was almost more than I could handle.

"You'll have fun. We can blast them all away with our water guns," J.P. suggested. Now he was talking my language. A couple more guys came up and before I knew it they had dumped cold water down mine and Colin's chests. I was truly soaked and it was running into my underwear, which was helping to hide the fact that water was leaking out of my ass from the melted ice cube.

"Brandon, you're such an ass!" Colin laughed as he pulled off his shirt and wrung it out. "You better watch your back. I know where we keep the buckets and the fire hoses."

"Sorry boss. Couldn't resist."

"How things Justin? Getting any memories back?"

"Nope. Still the same old Triton that I've always been," I replied. Might as well make sure they knew that as far as I was concerned my name was Triton. I'd put up with being called Justin as it seemed to keep them happy, but that's just not me. My comment seemed to bring the conversation to a dead stop for a second until the DJ announced the start of the show. We all rushed downstairs after grabbing another drink, and made our way to the front of the stage to join up with Alex, Ryan, Kyle and Chance who had all been dancing together. The curtain opened to darkness where we could barely make out a dozen silhouetted guys. When the lights came up as the music started, they were dressed as firemen and the crowd cheered. The dancers began a choreographed routine, and what was really cool was that the whole stage had about an inch of water so they were splashing around in it and doing a good job of getting wet and causing a spray to jump up. When the DJ asked if we'd like to see their hoses, the crowd went nuts. The guys stripped out of their firemen jackets and had suspenders on to hold up their pants. The dancing continued as a few more guys joined in and at one point they each seemed to have acquired a victim', in tight shorts and shirts that they had over their shoulders in a fireman hold. It was quite an impressive show. Others around us were dancing now and the club seemed to have gone back to the water fight. Once the firemen dropped their victims, they took over the stage and the firemen ran off. At the next song, the stage lighting went like lightning and thunder and it began to rain on the dancers. By the time they were thoroughly soaked, their shirts were pretty much see thru and these guys were really buff. Made me want to never take off my shirt again, even though I have abs, their abs had abs. Geez. I'm going to have to go to visit Karl and go to the gym more often, or invite him over to use the one in the house daily. The shirts came off and the rain continued. Then the dancers raced off stage only to return seconds later with all the dancers, now without their straight cut shorts and in super skimpy speedos. You sure couldn't show this kind of dancing on So You Think You Can Dance', because the guy's packages were pretty predominate. Made me wonder if some of them had something stuffed inside to make the bulge look bigger. The theme had kind of gone from firemen to a swim competition and they were sort of sliding each other back and forth in the water on the stage. I have to admit they were awesome dancers and I wished I could dance half that well. They were really playing to the crowd and making it as sexy as they could, which, combined with the falling rain and all the boy on boy touching was making the water fight throughout the club pick up speed. A waiter brought me another drink which I didn't remember ordering, but certainly wasn't going to refuse. As a final act, the dancers raced off stage to return wearing fireman hats and carrying large fire extinguishers. They were still in their speedos and from the look of the crowd around me, I'm guessing every one of them was thinking of calling 911 right now to report a fire somewhere. Hell, I even wanted a fireman right about now, and I'm straight. They lined up across the stage and began soaking anyone nearby. Fortunately they were water extinguishers. I got hit with a full blast from one so I couldn't have been wetter if I'd been in the rain myself. I tried shooting them back but their extinguishers overpowered my water gun, so I just blasted the guys next to me. I was actually having a pretty fun night and really getting into theme of it. I don't think there was a dry guy anywhere on the dance floor by the time the show was over. I don't know what I was expecting from the dancers but the fact that they were down to such skimpy shorts, I half expected them to get naked and have sex with each other. I wouldn't have been surprised at this point. I'm just glad they didn't. There were go-go dancers up around the club dancing under showers to add to the theme of the night, and a few of those got naked toward the end of their dance and showed off erections. Guys watching were having trouble keeping their own erections under control and the fact that a lot were just down to wet underwear made it that much more obvious.

Jason and J.P. came up to me. "You ready to give them a taste of the Triple J?"

I hoped that wasn't going to be as dirty as it sounded. "I just need to get out of these pants first. I'm soaked and a little uncomfortable," I replied. They agreed that we'd be better in just underwear as we headed to the office. I removed my pants and they felt like they weighed about a hundred pounds. Good thing I'd left my phone in the office and didn't need money. Then I realized I was wearing underwear that showed half my ass. "Shit. I should change into real underwear before I go back out there. I'm not sure I should go out like this. I'll get arrested or something."

The others laughed. Colin was already standing there in his shorts that matched mine. Being wet, he looked like an underwear model or something. He really was a good looking guy. God, if I kept thinking like that, I'd have to put my pants back on. I almost thought of blasting myself with more cold water. Jason and J.P. were wearing colorful underwear as well and took off their shirts. I made a note of who was wearing what so I wouldn't get them mixed up. Pretty embarrassing to not know your own brothers, or call one of them Justin and really look stupid. Kyle was wearing super skimpy shorts that barely covered anything, and his boyfriend was wearing straight cut trunk type shorts that looked a size too small, but hugged his frame nicely. You could see the `V' shape from his sides disappear into them. I wanted to have a super defined V shape like that. Alex adjusted himself so his penis was off to the right in his underwear, so I did the same thing figuring he must know what he's doing. We headed out of the office and were bound to attract attention now. Probably half this club would be following us around. I was beginning to rethink this Triple J thing. Our entourage headed to the bar where a water station had been set up so we could fill our guns.

"I just have to go take a piss while you guys are doing this," I said quickly. Colin took my gun and I headed into the bathroom, really aware that half my ass was visible. It felt so weird. It was busy in there and as I waited in line for the urinal a guy came up behind me and shot water through the opening in my shorts hitting me in the crack, and at the back of my balls.

"Bullseye," he said gleefully. "Great choice of shorts dude. Cute ass."

"Uhhh, thanks," I said almost sarcastically as I tried to let the dripping water out of my underwear. I took a piss and hoped no one else was looking at my crack while I peed. I went and washed my hands and someone came up and slipped their hand into the back of my underwear and cupped my balls firmly.

"Hey sexy, wanna go fuck?" He said. I grabbed the guys hand and pulled it out of my shorts as I turned to see him smiling at me. He leaned in to kiss me and I backed away.

"Fuck off," I said not sure what else to say that could relay my feelings quite as quickly. The guy looked stunned and his smile quickly faded.

"Sorry, thought you were Justin," he apologized.

"Well, I'm not," I said as I went to dry my hands. Well I am, but I'm not, if you know what I mean. But strange men grabbing your balls in a public bathroom is no method for saying hello. Sounds like a sexy episode of a Monty Python Movie. `Strange women lying in ponds distributing swords is no basis for a system of government.' I giggled to myself at the thought of it. I looked over to the handicap bathroom stall where the door was open. A guy was on his knees sucking off one guy with a second one jerking off beside him obviously waiting his turn. Such perverts. At least do it in a dark corner where no one can see you and won't report it. I raced back out to the guys and they handed me my re-loaded gun. We did a few shots at the bar and I didn't say anything about my bathroom adventures. Then I stopped dead in my tracks.

"Holy shit! Holy shit!" I said suddenly. "Do I like Monty Python movies?" I asked the group around me.

"Sure, who doesn't," Jason replied. "Your favorite is Monty Python and the Holy Grail."

I almost leapt for joy. "I remembered that. I just remembered a saying from it. Holy shit!"

The guys were almost as excited as me. "That's usually how it works," Colin explained. "One thing at a time comes back until eventually you have all your memories intact. Glad to hear it. What triggered the memory?"

I wasn't about to tell him the truth. `He can't handle the truth!' "Ummm, I dunno. Not sure." They seemed to buy that for now and we made our way to the dance floor. Jason, J.P., Colin and me danced together and at one point I found myself almost grinding against my two brothers. I noticed that a lot of guys were watching us, so I pulled back a little. Maybe it was a little inappropriate to be this close to them. J.P. had a visible boner in his shorts and I just rolled my eyes. He obviously wasn't getting laid as much as he should. I'd have tell his boyfriend, what's his name, to put out more...after I made sure he knew I was Triton and not J.P. A guy came up behind Jason and pushed the back of his shorts down to expose his ass and began to dance up against him. Jason looked back and grinned and put his hand around the guy's head and pulled him even closer. The guy moved his hands around Jason's chest and they danced in unison. Talk about the forbidden dance. Then the guy pulled out his cock and pushed it down inside the back of Jason's underwear and the two ground hard against each other. If you didn't know better, you'd have thought they were fucking right here on the dance floor.

I leaned in to J.P. "Is that allowed here?"

"That's Randy, but that's nothing dude. Wait until the end of the night when most of the guys are stoned or drunk. That'll look PG." I noticed that a lot of guys were watching the two of them and rubbing their crotches. If they kept that up, this was going to turn into a full blown orgy scene. J.P. smiled and pulled his gun into the ready position. "Shall we save him?" I got my gun ready and from each side we blasted the guy. He pulled back and tucked his hard dick back in his shorts and tried to fight back but we were too powerful for him. He chuckled and took off. Jason gave J.P. a high five and then me. I then did it to J.P. "Triple J power," he said.

We turned back to back and danced against each other ready to blast anyone that came near. Colin and Alex were close by dancing together and I could see Kyle and Chance not far away either. "Where's your boyfriend?" I asked J.P. over my shoulder.

"Last time I saw him he was balls deep in a couple of fans."

"You let him fuck your fans?"

"Not my fans, his."

"Is he in that show with you too?"

"Yeah, but he used to do porn, so those are his real fans."

"Seriously? He did porn?"

"Yeah, pretty hot stuff too. Has a 9 inch dick and the guys all kill to be fucked by him."

"And you don't mind?"

"Nah, we're guys. It's what we do. Plus he always comes home with me and I'm the only one he loves. The rest is just sex."

Wow, that is so out there. This gay thing is going to take some getting used to, although I'm becoming less and less surprised each time I hear something. Plus I have to admit, I like sex too, so if you got it and can flaunt it, why not go for it. I turned my attention back to the dance floor, just in time to have some guy slide up to me on his knees and yank my underwear down to my ankles. I blasted him as I tried to pull my shorts back up. The other two turned and hosed the guy down, giving me time to back off and yank my shorts back up before soaking him again. He stood up shook his long hair so that the water was flying everywhere. He blew me a kiss and ran off.

"Do I know him?" I asked.

"Probably. You know almost everyone," Jason replied.

Well that sucks. I wish I could remember at least one of them. I kinda feel stupid. Like that guy in the bathroom. I'm sure Justin would have enjoyed having his balls groped. I just found it a little rude. Jason grabbed my hand and J.P.'s and we all ran off the floor to the bar where we had a few more shots. Now I was beginning to feel super naked in public as we didn't have the crowd on the dance floor to mix amongst. I was so wet, I was beginning to wrinkle and I was pretty drunk right about now. We headed upstairs to the roof top patio and as soon as the door opened and the cool air hit me, my whole body broke into goosebumps and I think my nipples went instantly hard. This was the best cure ever for an erection if you had one. I was shivering. We ran over to one of the multiple heaters near a table in the corner and stood under it. Jason reached into his sock and pulled out a baggie with a joint in it. "Compliments of Alex," he grinned. I didn't remember Alex being into pot, but what the hell, I was in a gay club almost naked and drunk. Why not keep going with the adventure? You only live once. Jason sparked it up and took a hit then passed it to me. I inhaled and held it before giving the joint to J.P. Then I exhaled and began coughing like a lunatic. That shit is harsh. I took a drink. The joint came around again so I took another hit and another drink. By the time we finished it I was seriously buzzing and had to sit down for a second to stop the world revolving as fast as it was. Who ordered the extra spinning?

"Hey hotties," said the sparkly dude that we'd met when we first came in. He bounced up with another couple of guys and gave each of us another girly hug. That boy should come work out with me and Karl. They pulled out a joint and we went for round two. By the time we were done, I barely knew my own name, which on an ordinary day might be of concern, but under the current circumstances I didn't know my own name even when I wasn't stoned, so nothing lost here. I'm Justin Triton Masters Donnelly, yeah that'll do it! Everyone would be happy with that. Ryan joined us and sat down in front of J.P., pulling him closer as he took a hit of the joint. He held it in and pulled the front of J.P.'s shorts down and fished his cock out. He held his breath as he swallowed the cock and then blew smoke all around it. J.P. laughed.

"Anyone for pot flavoured cock?" He asked. Several sets of hands flew up eagerly. Ryan seemed comfortable blowing him right there in front of all of us, so J.P. dropped his shorts and bent over to pick them up and lie them on the table under the heater. Except for ending up completely naked that was a good idea to try and dry them off as most of us were soaked right through several layers of skin. With him naked like that, it didn't take long for someone to run their hands over his ass and feel him up. God, can we go five seconds around here without someone having sex? Do all guys act like this or just gay guys? I have to admit, even though it was guys making out in front of me, I was getting a little horny myself. I think it's in our DNA. I wouldn't be surprised if half the guys in the club were straight, just like me, but came here because they knew they could get laid without any effort at all. Just take off your shirt and the rest takes care of itself.

I almost didn't notice when the girly boy bent over and one of his friends yanked his thong underwear thing off and began to fuck him. I was having trouble focusing as I had to get closer than normal to see if he really had his dick in his ass. The dude doing the fucking shoved a tiny bottle at me and asked if I'd like to have a go. I thought he meant fuck the fairy, but then he held the bottle up to his nose, pressed one nostril and inhaled, then repeated it with the other side before handing it to me. I took the bottle and sniffed it cautiously. It almost blew the top of my head off it was so strong.

"What the fuck is it?" I asked looking at Jason.

"Poppers. Just a head rush. Not drugs or anything. Try it." He took the bottle and repeated what the other guy had done and handed it back to me. I shrugged and gave it a shot. Instantly my whole body went warm and my head spun even harder than before. It truly was a head rush. Something that worked as advertised. I was definitely fucked up now. I took a drink to try and stop the flush sensation. The other guy who was with girly boy came over and slipped his hand in my underwear and grabbed my cock. Normally I would have backed off or punched him in the face or something, but my whole body seemed disconnected from my brain. He put a pill on his lips and leaned in to kiss me forcing it into my mouth with his tongue. Someone blew smoke at us and I could smell the pot as I inhaled. I ended up swallowing the pill and took a quick drink. The guy was still holding my cock and without warning dropped to his knees, yanked my shorts down and began giving me a blowjob. I looked at J.P.

"Do I know this one?" I asked not sure if I should be stopping him or not.

"Would it matter at this point?" he laughed. "You're getting head. Why ask questions? But yes, you know him. The one blowing you is Myles. His boyfriend, Jared, is the one fucking Forrest. The two of them used to be boyfriends but now Myles is a submissive for Jared and will do almost anything. They're a pretty kinky threesome at the moment."

"So I can see," I noted as my head continued to spin, not only at the explanation, from the alcohol and pot. My cock was hard and being deep throated by a submissive, whatever that is. "Does everyone just do everyone? Is that a gay thing?"

"This is nothing. I think this is just the pre-show. Plus it's pretty early still," J.P. said. He grabbed Myles by the hair and pulled him off my cock and onto his, making him share with Ryan. The guy went willingly leaving me with a raging erection sticking out for everyone to see. I was about to pull my shorts back up as Jason came over and took hold of it. I shrugged and kicked my underwear off and lay it next to J.P.'s on the table to dry. At least Jason was hiding most of my nudity from the others on the patio. Although his hand holding my cock seemed a little strange for brothers. Maybe it's a triplet thing since we were in the womb together. `wombmates', that's so fuckin funny. Jason's hilarious. I've got to remember that. I'll add it to the shit long list of other things to remember.

I leaned in to whisper to Jason. "Is it normal to hold each other's dicks?"

He smiled as I leaned back. "Normal for us. That's why the Triple J's are so popular. Once you get back to being yourself we can have one of our epic parties. Guys almost nut themselves to death watching us have sex together."

"Ummm, have we ever done a porn like J.P.'s boyfriend?" I asked. He laughed.

"No, but it's been suggested more than once. We could make a small fortune if we did, but none of us want to do that. J.P. is trying for a real acting career. You're working on becoming a psychologist and I'm not really interested in being on film for all of eternity."

"Good to know. How long do you normally hold my dick in these situations?" I asked not wanting to sound rude or anything. He grinned and let go.

"Sorry. Just a habit. Figured I'd help you keep it hard until someone else gave it some attention."

"Thanks. Maybe just keep standing in front of me to block it from others. Not a fan of standing out here with a raging boner for the world to see."

"You're definitely not back to being Justin yet. That's a Triton trait," he smirked. "Justin would be walking around the patio by now trying to find an open hole to shove it in."

"He sounds like a pervert," I said as I took another drink. I was definitely fucked up right now and I turned my attention to the two guys fucking beside me. There was something hypnotic about watching a dick going in and out of a smooth little ass, and this guy had the girliest ass I'd ever seen. It looked so smooth that he could probably compete in a cute baby butt competition. Without thinking I reached over and rubbed my hand on it. Shit, marble isn't that smooth. It was firm and warm and it made my body tingle a little. I sat on the bench as I was feeling dizzy again, but I kept running my hand on his ass. I've never felt anything that smooth on a body before. I looked closer at him and I could see that he had an erection as he was getting fucked. It didn't seem overly big, but I guess he was enjoying himself. I don't know what came over me, but I reached for it and it was almost as smooth as his ass. He groaned and moved his hips slightly as I felt him up. I have to admit it was really hot watching him squirm as I held his cock while he got fucked. This was one horny little gay boy. I felt his balls and they were also smooth. I wondered if he was naturally like this or if he used that Nair stuff too, or gone for that laser hair thing. Maybe he was just so girly that the hair was scared to show up and just didn't try. I used my other hand to compare his ass to his balls and I almost didn't realize how involved I was with this guy until he shot his load and almost scared the crap out of me. I wasn't expecting that. I quickly let go and apologized. I'm not sure if I was apologizing to the guy being fucked or the one doing the fucking, but I barely got the words out before Jared, the guy fucking, pulled out and dropped to his knees between my legs and sucked my cock almost down to my balls. I think I half jumped off the bench. My body seemed to be super sensitive and it was like I was disconnected from my own brain. I should have pushed him off but instead I opened my legs wider to give him better access. His hands cupped my balls and a finger played with my ass. Shit this felt weird, plus bizarrely exciting at being outside while it was happening. Jason got behind the guy and stood him up. His mouth and hands never left my crotch. That's a talent right there. I watched as Jason reached into the guy's sock and pulled out a bottle of lube and coated his cock before pushing it into him. My brother was fucking the guy sucking my dick. In a weird way I felt like I was having sex with Jason. I looked at his face and he smiled and stuck out his tongue slightly. I grinned back. Now it truly was bizarre. I was looking at myself having sex with a guy from both sides. This triplet thing is going to take some getting used to. I was so stoned and drunk that I was raging hard and couldn't care less. It felt like I was someone else being used for sex like this. I only barely noticed Colin approaching, and then as he came up to us and sat down beside me, I think I might have had a little panic attack or something. I was supposed to be married to this guy and here I was being sucked off by some dude while I watched my brother fuck him.

"Having fun?" Colin asked as he leaned in to kiss my cheek.

"I think so. I'm super stoned and drunk," I said in my own defence.

"Me too," he admitted as he ran his hand down my arm. My whole body felt like it had been electrified as he did that and I shook. I watched his hand move along my body and I could feel every millimeter of his movements as if he had a dozen extra fingers. I looked at his face and he was just staring at me intently. He had such beautiful blue eyes. His face was incredible. Like a male super model. I saw his hand move to my hair and I slowly moved my face towards his, not wanting to blink at all as I was enjoying seeing his face up this close. We got closer and before I knew it, we were kissing; and not a normal kiss, a full tongue on tongue checking out each other's tonsils type of kiss. I have never felt anything like it. Not even with Jake or Karl. This was nutso crazy hot. My cock throbbed harder in the guy's mouth who was blowing me and I reached over and pulled Colin tighter against me. I put my hand on his head to fuse our faces closer together and I was almost shaking with excitement. I only barely noticed as the guy sucking my cock stopped and moved aside. Colin and I moved onto the table and he pushed me backwards and climbed on top of me. My whole body exploded with sensations. Well, not my whole body. Part of me hadn't exploded yet, but if he kept this up it would for sure. I could feel the heat off both Colin and the patio heater. We made out for three days as we rolled around on the table. At least it felt like that. We explored each other's bodies and each time he touched me somewhere new I was shaking with excitement. He turned and sucked my cock and since his was right in my face, I swallowed him too. Nothing felt as perfect as this and I almost couldn't get enough of him inside me. I didn't seem to have a gag reflex at all and I buried my nose in his balls. He was doing a masterful job of using my cock, balls and ass. I felt my legs being pulled back and then his face buried itself in my crack and I was being rimmed deeply. I barely even noticed we were still outside, or in a dance club with probably thousands of guys. My whole world right now was one guy and it was so insanely incredible that my life could have ended right now and I would have realized that I couldn't have been happier. He rolled me face down and got on top of me, pressing his entire weight against me. His arms came under mine and he leaned in to kiss me. I turned and lifted my head so I could get my tongue as deep in as I could. I could feel his cock rubbing up and down my ass and I had a feeling I knew what he wanted. This was the part I'd gotten used to with Jake and Karl. They loved going after my prostate, so I reached back and took hold of his cock and aimed it at my hole. I spread my legs and felt a set of hands pouring cold liquid into my crack and rubbing it on Colin's cock. I counted Colin's two hands around me and my two hands and realized I'd either grown another hand in my stoned stupor, or we were getting help. I felt Colin's erection being placed at my hole and then it just went it. I wasn't tense at all and didn't feel pain or anything. Just pleasure. He slid further in and I lifted my ass to get the rest of it. He began to fuck me and kept fucking me getting harder and faster and kissing me more and more as we got warmer and warmer and sweatier and sweatier. Holy crap, if you're going to have sex, this is the way to have it. I've never felt anything as intense in my whole life. Every part of my body was on fire and my ass was screaming for more. Colin fucked me harder each time I cried out and I couldn't hold on any longer. I slammed my legs closed clamped my ass around his amazing cock and shot my load all over the table underneath me. I think I may have caused the great flood of 2014. He must have felt me as he pushed up, putting his hands on my shoulder blades and fired his load deep inside me almost at the same time. We both pretty much collapsed. He left his cock inside me for a minute and then slowly pulled out. Talk about sensitive. I was tingling from head to toe and almost shaking with ecstasy. As he got off me and we both sat up, I realized we had attracted a bit of attention. Guys all around were standing there with cocks out beating off. What was interesting is that my family had all kind of circled the table with their backs to us blocking some of the view. Kyle and Chance had shown up at some point. Ryan, fairy boy, Jared and slave dude were also still here. Jason handed both of us a bottle of water which I gladly downed quickly. I grabbed my still wet shorts and pulled them on.

"Thanks. That was insane. I've never felt anything like that at all," I said to Colin. "It felt like each part of my body had its own electric current in it."

"That's probably the ecstasy," Myles said listening to us.

"Fuck, I'll say that was ecstasy. I've never had sex like that ever. Are you always that good? Is that why I married you."

"Sure. I'll go with that," Colin laughed. "But I think Myles means the drug ecstasy. Did you take one?"

"Dunno. Did I?" I asked looking around at the guys. They nodded. I nodded with them. "So I'm guessing I did. Well if that's what it does, let's get a case of that delivered to the house right away. Shit I think I came so hard I blasted a hole right through the table," I said looking at it.

"That's where the umbrella goes in the summer," Colin laughed.

"I knew that... I think I need a break. I should go wash this mess off before we do anything else. Plus I think it's dripping out of my ass too."

"Come with me. We'll go get cleaned up," Colin said as he took my hand and helped me off the table. I pulled on my wet underwear and it was so cold that I might have been better off without it, except there was no way I was walking through a club full of gay guys completely naked. I could get raped. We held hands all the way back down to the office where we grabbed our towels and then headed for the basement cellar. This place looked like horny guys gone insane. I jumped when a guy grabbed my ass through the hole in my underwear. I slapped him away and grabbed Colin's hand tighter and moved closer to him. It didn't seem to stop other guys from groping me or touching my chest or abs. Colin was getting the same treatment as we made our way to the bathroom. The whole place smelled terrible, like a locker room full dirty jizzed Kleenex. Everyone was naked and having sex with everyone else. I think this whole room must have been on ecstasy. We pushed past them into the bathroom where there were some showers. We stripped and quickly rinsed off before getting out. He helped dry me and by the time he was finished I had another raging boner. I'm thinking there's something in this ecstasy that does this. Maybe it's like Viagra or something. I leaned in to Colin.

"I'm horny again. Is there somewhere we can go? I don't feel like doing it in public again." He grinned and we picked up our towels and underwear and he took me by the hand and led me to a tiny room in the corner of crazy town and closed the door. On the way, he grabbed something out of a container on the wall. The small room had a round hole in the wall, but he just stuffed our towels in it and we made out again. He was a great kisser and awesome at head. I just hoped I had done as good a job blowing him. When I finally stood up, he turned around and stuck his ass back at my cock. He opened the package he had picked up and coated my cock. Lube. Got it! I didn't need instructions for this. I pushed my dick into his ass and again that electric shock blasted through me. I fucked as I jerked him off and played with as much of his body as I could. It was like a fully equipped playground for me to use all by myself. I could feel myself reaching the point of no return and shot inside him. I kept jerking him off until he announced he was about to cum. I pulled out and dropped to my knees. He spun around and shoved the tip of his cock in my mouth where I accepted his load and swallowed. I don't know why I did that, but it just felt right. As he shook and stopped his orgasm, I licked the tip and swallowed his cock all the way down my throat and just held his ass tight. I could have stayed like that forever, except for the not being able to breathe thing and the whole stink of this basement area. I stood up and was ready to leave as he kissed me again. I felt a bit uncomfortable this time as I had cum breath, but he didn't seem to care so we kissed for ages. When we finally stopped, we just hugged tight and stayed like that for a few minutes. I could easily see how easy it was to like this guy. I just wished I could remember our past at some point, and I hoped it was all as good as this moment. We strolled back upstairs and dropped our towels in the office before finding the guys out on the dance floor. I had another drink to rehydrate and stuck close to Colin the rest of the night. As each new guy came up to us, he reminded me of whether I knew them or not. Jake and Karl danced with for a while, but I think they might have sensed something was happening between Colin and me as they didn't make any advances and then said they had to get back to the club. They kissed both of us on the cheek and took off. I was a little disappointed as I thought they might have wanted to spend more time with me, but I was getting pretty tired anyway, and was more than a little drunk and stoned. J.P. wasn't wrong about the place getting wild as the guys got drunker. Very few guys were in anything other than underwear and some were now fully naked. Water was still flying from everywhere and I was soaked again. Thank god the club was warm or I'd have already died of pneumonia. More girls had their boobs out, which no one actually seemed to notice, so I'm guessing not a lot of straight boys come to a gay water fight night. I did notice one naked guy bent over a barstool getting fucked by what looked like a line up behind him. If he sold tickets with proceeds going to a charity, he could solve world hunger. But he looked like he was enjoying himself. That's a dude on a lot more ecstasy than me and would probably have a seriously sore ass in the morning, not to mention jaw from the dicks he was sucking. Guys were pouring water and beer on his back. A beer flavoured gay boy. Wonder what they taste like? I thought of bending Colin over and pouring beer on his ass to find out, but maybe I'd do that later.

Jason and Alex were having fun with a guy on the dance floor that they had sandwiched between them. This whole place had gone sex crazy. I was so drunk that I'm pretty sure I'm going to sleep for a week. By the time we were ready to head out, the lights had come on and the entire club looked like it had been hit by a tsunami. It was going to take them forever to clean this mess up. We changed in the office and said goodnight to everyone as we headed out. A limo was waiting for us, so I'm guessing we weren't driving home, which is probably good as I think the rest of the guys were as drunk as me. We got home, and Jason and Alex hugged us goodnight before heading over to their house. Colin and I took a nice hot shower together, drank a bottle of water and gargled with mouthwash. I felt a lot better after that. We hit the bed naked and Colin slipped his cock into me, but I was so tired and drunk that I may have fallen asleep as he did it. Don't tell him that though as I'd hate for him to think I was being a douche or something. I awoke in the morning with a serious hangover. Remind me never to do that again. I'm hoping that's something that'll I'll remember the next time someone suggests a party like that. I wonder if straight clubs get that wild. I stumbled to the bathroom for some Tylenol and a glass of water. I also rinsed my mouth again as it felt like someone had stuffed it with cotton balls. I climbed back into bed and wrapped myself around Colin as he was nice and warm. As he woke up, he smiled and put his arm around me.

"Morning. How you feeling?"

"Like I've been run over by a bus, a tank and then a steamroller. Other than that, I have a headache and I feel like someone cranked up the gravity to double normal. Thanks for asking. How about you?"

"Just a headache and a morning boner. Other than that, pretty good," he smiled. I lifted the covers to have a look. Yep, full on chubby. I moved back slightly so that it wouldn't touch me. No need to fuel any ideas he might be having. "I do have to take a piss though and get some water. I'll be right back." He separated from me and I instantly felt cold. He headed off to the bathroom and I watched him go. He has a really nice ass for a guy. When he returned his erection was mostly gone and as he slid back under the covers he snuggled up against me and I could smell the mouthwash. He kissed me which somehow seems to be the trigger to wake up our penises as they both went hard. "So what do you want to do today? We have the whole day free before we get back to normal on Monday."

"What's happening Monday?" I asked.

"I have to go to work, and you go back to school."

"High School? I thought I was done with that?" I asked surprised.

"University. You're studying to be a psychologist. You haven't missed much as you were on spring break most of the time and Nate said he'd been keeping your notes up to date for when you returned, so you should be good to go back. Kyle and Nate said they'd help you through it as much as possible."

"And Nate is?..." I asked a little unsure.

"He's another friend. From what you've told me he's straight but the two of you enjoy being naked as you study at his place. You're in the same classes and you have a few assignments that you're working on together. That's where you came up with the name Triton Donnelly," he smiled. "Part of your psych class."

`Or they came up with the name Justin Masters as my porn series name...' I thought to myself but didn't say anything out loud. "Well if I have to go do normal stuff tomorrow then I'm thinking we should have get to know each other better today," I grinned. "That water fight was so awesome last night. I can't remember all of it, but that's not part of the memory loss, that's just the drugs and alcohol. From what I do remember of last night, we had fun."

"We definitely did, and you handled it really well."

"Well, I can handle it again this morning if you like," I grinned as I rolled him on his back and straddled him. I'd learned some of these moves from Jake and Karl. I took hold of his dick and aimed it at my hole as I eased back. I wasn't expecting it to go in as I wasn't lubed up or anything, I just wanted to get him horny and let him know I liked him. It was all part of my plan to try and convince them I was back to normal, before I asked if I could leave.

Colin was smiling. "I meant you handled to whole night really well. If you didn't know someone, you just acted as if you did and said generic things instead of specific ones. I think you pulled it off...the night...not my cock. In case you were going to say that," he grinned. "Triton or Justin, you both have the same dirty mind when it gets going. I think the part you enjoyed the most was the rooftop sex. I almost bust a gut when you looked at the table and thought you'd hammered a hole through it with your dick. Dude that was hilarious."

"That's me. The funny man," I said not really remembering that part of the night at all. I remember being soaked and wet, dancing and having guys grope me, but not much more. From the way my ass is feeling I'm sure I'd been fucked too, which wasn't really a surprise. Seems like guys just do whoever they want when they get horny. Part of me liked the idea that you could just get sex that easily. I'm sure girls don't just put out like that. Maybe that's why there's so many gay, gay curious, bisexual, and straight boys who don't mind getting laid by a guy. It's just easier. We made out for a while but didn't fuck as I think we were both hungover and moving slower than usual. Eventually we got out of bed and Colin suggested we take a shower.

"Together?" I asked clarifying it.

"If you want to. I can wash your back and you can do mine," he suggested. I liked the sound of that, so we got in the large shower and spent what seemed like an hour in there. The water was helping both of us wake up and he sure is an affectionate guy, which I seem to really like, or at least my dick does, as each time we kissed or pressed tight against each other, I got hard. I can see him being a fun friend to have even if I can't remember my past. We dried off and headed back to the bedroom.

"We should get some breakfast. A little food and coffee might help start the day," he said as he headed towards the door.

"Don't we want to get dressed first?" I asked looking at the closet.

"It's only us in the house. I'm good staying naked if you are," he replied with a smile.

"I'm fine with it. It's your house." I grinned as I half bounced to the door, regretting the sudden movement almost as soon as I'd done it. Add more Tylenol to that breakfast menu. We walked down the stairs and I felt really weird being naked in such a large space. It was like heading into a sports arena to compete in a nude exhibition. At the bottom of the stairs Colin took my hand and we walked to the kitchen. He made coffee and I looked in the cupboards for bowls for cereal. They sure had a lot of shit in this kitchen. Dishes and cutlery that you could host a banquet with and enough food to feed a sports team, but neither of us wanted a lot of food. We had cereal, toast, jam and coffee. It felt so unusual looking out at the large house as I sat there naked on the bar stool. Then I wondered how many other naked asses had been on this thing and whether they were cleaned afterward. At Karl's place it was much more private it seemed, as it was only a couple steps to any room. Here, you almost had to plan a trip to get to one of the other rooms. As we finished eating and Colin bent over to put the dishes in the dishwasher, I saw that cute ass and went up behind him. I must have been horny and was once again letting my brain control that part of my body. I rubbed his smooth ass and he turned to look at me with a grin. I put my hands on his hips and rubbed my hardening cock up and down the crack. I think I was recovering from last night nicely. Colin pulled open the drawer beside the dishwasher and handed me a small bottle of lube. That's convenient. I didn't need to remember what to do next, I had this one all sorted out. Part of me was reminding me that I was straight but the part operating my brain and body functions said we were horny. I lubed my cock and then fingered some in his ass before I connected our bodies together and fucked him. Can't say I've ever fucked over a dishwasher before, but here we were. I rubbed his back as I fucked his tight smooth ass. Both of us were enjoying it so much that I never heard the guy come up behind us until he was right there.

"Good morning. Looks like you two are getting back to normal," the guy said as he reached around us to get some instant coffee. "Didn't mean to interrupt. I just ran out of coffee."

"Morning Troy," Colin said without even reacting, except to put his hand on my leg to prevent me from pulling out which I was about to do. So instead I pushed all the way in and waited for the guy to go away. "No worries. Just because you're out in the bachelor suite doesn't mean you need permission to use the rest of the house. This is still your home. Join us if you want."

He laughed. "Thanks, but I have a date in an hour. Gotta get ready."

"Nice. Anyone we know?"

"Nope. Not even someone I know. Met him on Hornet. Gonna see where it goes. He likes hiking and photography so we're going out to the Othello Tunnels. He said we can get some good shots there and it's pretty quiet at this time of year."

"Sounds like someone's getting laid outside," Colin laughed.

"Speaking of getting laid. I should let you two get back to it or I'm gonna want to join in and I'll miss my date. Later bros.," he smiled as he slapped me lightly on the ass. As soon as he left I pulled out.

"That was unexpected," I said as I stood there with a lubed up semi hard-on. I grabbed some paper towel and wiped it off.

"Around here, you learn to expect things like that. It used to be a pretty regular thing, but once the kids moved in, especially the three younger ones, we were a little more cautious."

"I'm never going to get used to that," I grinned. "What do you want to do next?"

"Hot tub?" He suggested.

"And we don't need clothes for that either, I'm guessing."

"Not unless you want some. I figure since we have the place to ourselves, now... we can have a naked day."

"Sounds like fun. You can show me that bubble room thing." And that's exactly what we did. We had a naked day without interruptions from anyone. We played pool, hit the hot tub, went swimming, watched a movie, ate our meals and even checked out the cars, all in the nude. He showed me the new addition to the house on the lower level which I thought was incredible. He pushed a button and a sliding wall opened to reveal a giant floor to ceiling glass window with a door to a huge garage with half a dozen cars in it. We entered and with the cold floor and the look of a garage, it felt a little strange being naked in here. He showed me the pit area where you could do oil changes and a lift that could raise the cars up to work on them if you needed to get them off the floor, although they couldn't go very high, but then didn't need to as it was over the pit. At the far end was an elevator which could be used to raise the cars up and down to street level.

"There's a few ways to use the elevator," Colin explained. "You can push the button on each side of the wall if you want to reach out of the car and get to it manually. We built an app to be able to use the phones as a remote, but it has to be able to see the sensor to function. Wouldn't want someone to accidentally push a button from somewhere and have the elevator move by itself, or lastly we can ask ADAM to do it. Watch this. ADAM raise the car elevator." The system made a ding sound and the elevator began to move. "It has a few safety feature too though. Watch. ADAM, return the car elevator to the lower level." Again the ding and the elevator returned to the basement. We went and stood on it, which was cold on my bare feet. "ADAM, raise the car elevator."

"Unable to comply. Obstruction in Elevator," he replied.

"He won't move it unless he sees that it's empty or has a car on it. That way the kids or anyone can't just use it as a toy. The same applies for the other ways to move it. We also put a sensor on it to identify if the car isn't all the way on so that it doesn't get crushed as the elevator moves."

"So cool, but this seems like a really large space for just six cars," I said looking around.

"I'm having the rest sent up from California. They should be here in a week. I put the glass wall in to make it like a showroom. We can leave the main wall open and feature the cars."

"You won't need to go to car shows that's for sure. You can sell tickets and have people come here instead. Plus they can do it naked."

He laughed and slapped me on the ass. I was actually pretty comfortable being naked with him. As the day wore on it felt normal and I had to admit I liked it. I barely even saw him as a naked guy and I'd stopped being conscious about my body next to his. We could just be ourselves without worrying about trying to be someone else, which was my whole point of this past couple weeks. Just let me be me. We returned upstairs and Colin said it was time to see the bubble room. He had turned it on before we'd gone to the garage so when he opened the door we were greeted by a wall of bubbles. It looked like a movie where the washing machine has gone crazy. He went to the wall and turned it off and then took me by the hand and led me inside. I almost felt a little panicked at maybe suffocating in here but once I was completely covered in bubbles I began to relax. Colin ran his hands over my chest and it felt so bizarre, like I was covered in soap from head to toe. I touched him and he was just about as slippery. He pulled me against him and rubbed our bodies together. That was a wild feeling sending a tingling sensation through my every part of me and it took about four seconds for my penis to wake up. I couldn't believe how much fun this was. When he reached down and put our cocks together I think I jumped slightly, but I was really horny, and since there weren't any girls close-by this seemed like a good alternative. He turned me around and ran his cock up and down my crack as he stroked my cock and rubbed his chest on my back. I almost melted into him, it felt so good. Then he bent me slightly forward and slipped his cock effortlessly into my ass. I'm hoping it was because of the bubbles and not because it had been used so much. I have no idea how much an ass can handle, but I'm thinking if you use it a lot, it'll probably get stretched out and be all floppy like a girl's vagina. He fucked me and ran his hands all over my body. I loved how the bubbles made it so much more intense. Once he was done, it was my turn and we switched places. Why use lube or go into bed and make out when you could come in here and be lubed from head to toe instantly. The sensations were even wilder than being drunk and stoned last night, and I think because I couldn't really see him, my mind could picture me fucking anyone, which made it even that much better. In my mind I was fucking the tight pussy of a hot supermodel chick. His body was super smooth anyway and the only part that made it different was that he didn't have boobs or a pussy. But as I felt his chest and played with his nipples, my mind converted him into a girl. He had really firm pecs that I could take hold of. Once my hand slipped down to hold his crotch, it was hard to imagine anything other than a guy. He had a full erection, so it wasn't like I could change that to be something it wasn't. No way to picture a pussy when you were doing that, but the fact that I was fucking and holding a cock, it felt like I was stroking my own dick, so I went with that as my fantasy. It didn't take me long to cum and I'd been hammering his ass pretty hard and deep. Once we were done he showed me how to get rid of the foam and I'm sure I was on the verge of drowning as several large shower heads activated and washed it all away. We took the opportunity to scrub each other before going out and drying off. We made dinner in the kitchen without getting dressed and it was fun cooking nude, although you become really conscious of your dick getting too close to the stove or oven. I was enjoying this naked day and was almost disappointed when it was time for bed. We didn't put clothes on for that either, and I didn't have a problem with him spooning with me all night. He felt quite nice. Not as warm and fuzzy as Karl as he wasn't wearing a blanket on his chest, but we fit together perfectly, as he was closer to my size. I think I like being close to someone like this. Now if I could just find a girl to be this easy going and nice. I thought about Ally and Daniella, but they didn't seem the right fit for me. Daniella was obviously a slut, and that's not me, so I'd have to pass on that. Ally was nice, but she seemed more into group stuff, and again, that's not me. I really wanted what I had today with Colin, only with a girl. Just hang out, be naked if we wanted to be, have sex if we got horny, talk, chill, sleep, etc. Maybe I should suggest to Colin that he get a sex change, then I'd have this perfect life. Done. I'll suggest it in the morning...which of course I didn't.

Karl arrived at the house at 7am, and I was still in bed. I groaned and opened the front gate for him and staggered downstairs in my underwear to open the door. He grinned when he came in. "Let me guess, you forget we were going running?"

"No, of course not. I just decided to run in less clothes. You know how I sweat," I grinned.

"Great put shoes and socks on and let's go. I dare you," he laughed.

"It might still be a little cool out. I should go put a shirt on. Make yourself at home and I'll be right back. I raced upstairs and jumped into shorts and a t-shirt."

"Going out?" Colin asked as he looked over at me and smiled. I thought I was being quiet, but I guess he was a lighter sleeper than I was a quiet dresser.

"Karl's here and we're going running. I kinda forgot I'd promised to go with him. Trying to stay in shape," I replied.

"Want company?"

"Sure, great. We only do about 3 kilometers as I haven't gotten used to longer yet, but eventually I'm hoping to do a marathon."

"Ambitious," he said as he got out of bed and jumped into some clothes. We raced downstairs and Karl was only too happy to have Colin join us. We took off and ran down the street and by the time we got back, I was the one, as usual, that was out of breath and half dead. I hope this gets easier soon, or I'll be too old to do a marathon by the time I get the hang of it.

"I didn't know you ran," I said to Colin quite impressed at how he barely looked winded.

"On the street, I don't, but at the office, I'm in the gym for an hour a day. We should hit the shower and then grab something to eat. You joining us Karl?"

"Thanks. Sounds like a plan."

As with everything in this house, we showered together in the big bathroom downstairs. I suppose it's no different than being in the locker room, but it felt different. I half expected sex to break out at any moment, but I was pleasantly surprised when it didn't. Finally a normal guy activity without someone wanting to inspect my prostate. We had a good breakfast and I promised Karl I'd be ready on time next time. He smiled and said he'd see us tomorrow.

End of Chapter. Comments and suggestions welcome. Will Justin return and be gay again, or will Triton remain and stay straight? If he's straight, then I'm a lesbian crocodile... Just saying. More to come soon. Stay tuned.