The Society Boys

The Society Boys By Connor Mathews

Chapter 57 -- Montreal and the Big Surprise

The week flew by and there almost wasn't a day went by when Troy didn't call to ask more questions about Montreal. I felt like maybe we should buy him a computer and teach him about the internet. But it was great at how excited he was. As the weekend got closer, I was actually getting pretty excited myself. Taking our group on a weekend trip was going to be a riot.

The guys met us at the house early Thursday morning as we prepared to head for the airport. Colin had called for a car and Troy's eyes almost shot out of his head when the Hummer Limousine pulled up.

We were dropped off at the South Terminal and once again met by the pilot. The crew took all our bags, except for Troy who refused to hand his over. Although he was now using a suitcase and had a new daypack with him, the old street kid side of him showed up in force as he held onto what he owned. They showed him where to store it once he got on the plane. He stuck close to Kyle and sat in a seat right next to him. Logan had also never been on a plane before, but seemed a lot less nervous than Troy. He stuck close to his boyfriend and followed his lead trying hard not to show any uncertainty.

After the seatbelts were fastened and the plane started to taxi, Troy clamped onto one of the seat armrests with one hand and Kyle with the other. I saw his fingers go white as he dug into both.

"You'll love this," said Kyle as we headed to the runway. Once we got there and waited for our turn to takeoff, Troy relaxed as we were all talking about what we were going to do first. Then the engines revved up and both Troy and Logan tensed up as if they were being electrocuted. If you ever want someone to hold your hand, put them on a plane for the first time and it's guaranteed. Troy had Kyle in a death grip and Cole looked in pain as Logan held onto him. Then the plane launched forward and raced down the runway.

Troy closed his eyes while Logan stared out the window. The plane lifted into the air and that initial feeling was always a surprise as you left the ground. I was sure that if Troy hadn't been strapped in he would have climbed onto Kyle's lap and wrapped himself around him in fear. As the plane climbed, the two guys relaxed considerably and eventually we levelled out and the seatbelt light went off. The flight attendant gave her speech to the guys about what to do in case of emergencies. I guess even on a private plane it was a good idea, especially with newbies on board. If Troy had been given a notepad and pen, I was sure he'd be writing furiously as he was glued to the instructions being given. Probably wasn't helping him to relax.

Once we were able to move around, we had a few drinks and stretched out in the plane. Kyle took Troy and Logan to show them around and introduced them to the pilots in the cockpit. I had no doubt that at some point during the flight Kyle would ask to sit in the seat and fly it again. I just hope he didn't do any stunts with the plane just to show off.

We had an uneventful 4 hour flight to Montreal and even had a chance for small naps in the back bedroom. Cole and Logan joined the mile high club and I wondered if we should have official pins made up. Colin and I had to renew our membership so we joined in and became each other's witnesses.

As I was on my back with my legs over Colin's shoulders while he fucked me, I watched the two Emo boys 69ing. Cole was on top and both guys were doing an amazing job of deep throating each other. At one point Logan had three fingers in Cole's ass and was stretching him wide. I didn't remember Cole being that flexible so I guess they had been practicing a lot, but it was certainly hot to watch. If all air flight allowed for an hour of sex, it would sure make the trip go by a lot faster. It was fun to listen as the Emo's came into each other and then turned to kiss. Both of them now had tongue rings and you could hear them clinking as they played inside each other's mouths. Colin stopped short of cumming in me and chose to blast it all over my chest instead. I was about wipe it off, but Cole and Logan came over and licked it all off for me. I guess they needed an extra shot of protein. They said they weren't having sex with others while they were together, but they didn't mind being in the same room or doing kinky stuff like that. I just hoped that didn't cancel out Cole's amazing massages. He was still the best at it.

We dressed and went back out to the main cabin where Alex and Jason were playing chess and Kyle and Troy were playing with their IPhones and sharing games back and forth.

Once we landed and cleared customs...just kidding, it was still Canada. (I look forward to your emails!) We grabbed a shuttle bus and made our way to the hotel we had booked in the gay district on Saint Catherine's Street East, or as it said on the map Rue Sainte-Catherine Est. We walked from the bus station to the Hotel Gouverneur Place Dupuis which from the outside looked like a prison, but inside seemed pretty nice. I picked it because it was close to where we wanted to be and had a pool and steam room. There were lots of Bed and Breakfasts but I thought a larger hotel might be better. I had only booked two double rooms for the 8 of us which seemed like enough for the weekend, but I made sure they connected. We had talked to the guys before I did it in case any of them wanted some extra privacy, but everyone thought it would be fun to stay as a group, even Troy.

Colin and I had one room with Kyle and Troy, while Cole and Logan had the other one with Jason and Alex. We dumped the stuff and decided that with a three hour time difference and a 4 hour flight, we had lost a lot of time, so we needed to round up some French guys right away.

"Want to go check out the gay district?" asked Colin.

"Oui, Oui!" Said Logan.

"Yeah. Good idea! I gotta take a wee wee too," said Troy heading for the bathroom. We all laughed causing him to look at us.

"Oui is French for yes," chuckled Logan.

"Then what is French for piss? YES? I have to go take a yes," smiled Troy as he went into the bathroom for a wee wee. Kyle followed him and then it seemed like a good idea so we all drained the lizards before heading out onto Saint Catherine's.

"Wow there are rainbow flags everywhere," remarked Kyle as we walked up the street together checking out things. There were a lot of guys holding hands and we felt right at home. One at a time I noticed our group joining in. Our pairs were holding hands, leaving only Kyle and Troy as singles. We passed by the Sauna Oasis which had posters on the walls outside showing their various events.

"Check this out! They have a foam party tonight," I smiled in disbelief at our good fortune. "I wanna go to this for sure."

"Is that like the one at your place?" Asked Troy.

"I hope so!" I smiled. After checking inside, the guy said it started to get busy around 11pm and went until 2am. I made a mental note and then realized that probably wasn't very reliable, so put it into my phone. The gay village had ten times more stuff on it than Vancouver. Bars, clubs, saunas and restaurants, all proudly displaying the pride flags. I could settle down here for sure, except for the whole French thing. As we passed by the Beaudry Metro Station which had being decorated in gay colors too, I noticed a Tim Horton's across the street which had rainbow triangles covering half their windows. I definitely felt proud to be gay on this street. Jason noticed the Tim's too.

"It's time for Tim's," he sang, mimicking their latest commercial. We all laughed and agreed that we were hungry and went inside to grab a soup and sandwich.

As we sat at the table Colin quietly got his phone out. "Call Adam," he said.

"Adam, contact Marc Villeneuve and ask him to meet us at the hotel at 6pm"

I waved my hand to Colin and he handed me the phone. "Adam, please send Marc's contact information to my phone as well."

Jason grabbed the phone out of my hand before I could stop him. "And Adam, tell him to bring extra lube." Jason looked at the phone and handed it back to me. "Your friend is a little rude. He said `unauthorized access' and hung up. Kyle grinned and tried hard not to laugh.

We finished our meal and I received a text with Marc's info. Colin also received a text confirming Marc would meet us. As Troy went up to get a refill on his drink, Colin explained that Marc was the President of the Montreal chapter and would probably be able to give us some good things to do in town.

"As long as I get to check out the foam party, I'm pretty much up for anything," I said smiling. Colin reached over and grabbed my crotch.

"You don't feel like you're up for anything yet!" he laughed.

I leaned over and kissed him. "Keep doing that and I'll be up in no time."

We finished our meal and continued to check out the street before we got back to the hotel to wait for Marc. He arrived almost right on time with another guy he introduced as his boyfriend Christophe. We all said hi and almost immediately it was like we were all old friends. I recognized him from our trip to London although I couldn't say anything to the guys.

His suggestions during the day were to see the Olympic Stadium, the Bio dome, Old Montreal and the underground city. He also suggested that we go to Six Flags theme park as it was closing for the season at the end of the month. Troy and Kyle were totally excited at that idea.

"What's the foam party like at the Oasis sauna?" I asked keeping my one track mind focused.

"Hot! You'll like that. If you're going, Christophe and I would be up to joining you," said Marc eagerly.

"I definitely want to go and it would be fun to have someone around to show me the place."

"Well, let's head there later. Maybe we can go hit the pool for a bit," suggested Colin.

"We didn't bring any shorts," said Marc.

"I'm sure we have spare ones with us."

Cole and Logan were the first to throw the guys a pair of swim shorts to change into. We all quickly changed and because they were `Q' members they weren't shy about being naked in front of us. Even Troy seemed comfortable changing without needing to run to the bathroom. We left our shirts on so we could walk down to the pool and then threw our stuff on the deck chairs. Marc and Christophe were great guys and had a definite cute French look to them. Not that I really know what that is, but they both had dark shaggy hair and uncut dicks, plus I suppose that it helped the image that they spoke French to each other. We hung out for a while getting to know each other and watched some of the guys use the exercise equipment at the far end of the room. Troy looked like he was already in an amusement park as he was having so much fun. He hardly ever left Kyle's side and it seemed as if he looked up to him like a big brother even though they were the same age. Cole and Logan were taking opportunities to kiss and make out in the pool, in between trying to drown each other. Jason and I raced from one end of the pool to the other. He was faster, but once Alex got into the race, it looked like twin tortoises up against a hare on steroids. We quickly stopped racing after that. Talk about a buzz kill.

Marc and Christophe said they had been together for two years and met at an event of the Q'. Marc had become president just this year, so he had a while to go in his presidency. We did warn him that Troy had no idea of the club, so they made sure not to discuss it around him. Marc asked how the new rules were coming along from our Annual meeting, and I told him that many were ready to go. I was just having trouble with one decision. I thought it was a good idea for members who wanted to say they were in the Q' to feel free to do it, as it would probably boost memberships quickly in all regions. On the other hand it was kind of fun to keep the whole society a secret and have the toe tattoos as our only identifying feature known only to us. I had to decide which was more important and was struggling with it.

Marc gave me a suggestion which showed he had obviously been thinking about it. "My members have said they support keeping members a secret, but making the organization better known so that anyone wanting to join could petition us for consideration. Maybe like a website that could provide information and perhaps even sell merchandise." I liked that idea and thought perhaps I could work with that. We told the guys that we were going upstairs for a bit as we'd had enough and headed up with Colin and Christophe.

As if anyone needs to ask what happened once the four of us stripped out of our wet shorts. It started with us blowing each other and tasting our new friends cocks. Christophe had a large foreskin and it was kind of fun to run my tongue under it and around his head. He showed me how to dock our cocks together which was a ton of fun. As he stroked forward he pulled his skin over my head and then when he pulled back both our tips were visible. It also wasn't much of a surprise when Colin and I were lying sideways on the bed with Christophe and Marc standing and fucking us. Colin and I kissed and jerked each other's cocks as we were being deep probed and getting some French emersion.

The big surprise probably came for the other guys when they came back up from the pool. All they saw were four feet on shoulders and two white asses thrusting into us. Kyle was the first to react as he kicked off his shorts and dove behind Christophe to rim him. The others just watched for a minute, although Cole and Logan were hugging as they stroked themselves in their shorts. The thing that disturbed me a bit was that Troy looked positively miserable as he looked at Kyle. He had no idea what to do and after grabbing some dry clothes he went in the other room. He positioned himself so he could see us, but looked as if he was about to cry. I snapped my fingers at Kyle to get his attention and wiggled my finger at him. He came and lay beside me.

"Buddy, I don't think Troy is comfortable with this. Maybe you should go see if he's okay." Kyle immediately jumped off the bed, grabbed a towel and headed into the other room. I glanced over and Troy seemed to brighten a bit as Kyle sat beside him. I guess it was a bit insensitive to do this in front of him. Cole and Logan moved to the other bedroom, much to my surprise, but Jason and Alex immediately got into the action and started by rimming Christophe and Marc before they stood up and fucked them. I knew I could count on them to be sluts. After all one was my brother, the other my ex. I'd trained them well...or they'd trained me well...the lines were fuzzy on that now.

Once we all came and showered, we dressed and it was time to head for the foam party. Kyle and Troy were too young to get in, but they said they could find lots to do. I warned the guys not to pick up strangers if they went out onto the street and not to take anything with them of value. Troy looked at me as if I was nuts. At first I didn't realize why, and then it hit me. I was telling a street kid how to survive on the streets. I apologized and figured if there was one guy who knew how to handle himself it was Troy.

The rest of us headed to the Sauna Oasis. After checking in and getting a combination of rooms and lockers, we changed into towels and Marc and Christophe showed us around the two floor complex. There was a balcony to overlook the entrance area, a giant video screen, dark hallways and many guys lying on beds with their doors open. It was way busier, and the guys were way hotter, than those who used bath houses in Vancouver. Then we were shown the foam room. They used the steam room for it and as we opened the door, the bubbles poured out. The room was full from top to bottom. I couldn't see a thing. It was actually a little scary and if you were claustrophobic you wouldn't survive in there. Each time I took a breath bubbles went up my nose or in my mouth. I got a few steps in and the place was packed. I held Colin's hand as long as I could but it didn't take long before we slipped apart. I hadn't been in a full minute when I felt a finger enter my ass. I turned to see who was doing it, but all I could see were bubbles. The finger slipped out and when I managed to bat away enough foam to see, no one was in front of me. It was like I was being attacked by invisible people. A few seconds later a cock pressed against my ass and slid inside me. I let the guy fuck me, although I had no idea who it was. Marc appeared in front of me and smiled as he kissed me.

"Having fun?" He asked in broken English.

"So far!" I felt his hand reach around and felt the dick in my ass. He smiled as he continued to kiss.

Then he moved on and vanished quickly. I kept batting the bubbles away so I could breathe and it was so packed in there that I could barely move without touching someone. Each time I did, they touched back and felt for my nipples, or my cock or my ass. I could easily say that within 10 minutes I'd been fucked 10 times and sucked off by at least 15 guys. It was wilder than any sex setting I'd been in to date. If all French guys were like this, I was moving here tomorrow. The only thing freaking me out was the bubbles that seemed relentless. I was beginning to panic a bit as each time I tried to get to the door I was stopped by someone else who played with me. Finally, I pushed my way hard and fast to the door. Now I know how Justin Bieber must feel trying to get through a crowd of screaming girls all clawing at him. I forced my way out of the door and took a deep breath as I headed to the shower just a few steps away. As I washed off all the bubbles, I looked over at the hot tub and watched Colin making out with a really hot guy. Strangely I was a bit jealous, but didn't need to be as he saw me and waved me over. I waded into the water and walked over to them. Colin introduced me as his boyfriend to the guy he was making out with, who immediately gave me the traditional gay greeting of grabbing my ass and pulling me forward to suck my dick. I looked at Colin who was smiling up at me.

"Gotta admit, everyone has been very friendly in Montreal so far," I grinned as my dick was lodged down the throat of the hot guy in front of me.

"How did you like the foam?"

"Way too many bubbles, and it's so crowded I couldn't move without someone touching me or sticking things in me."

"So you loved it then?" he laughed.

"YEP! Gonna head back in in a couple minutes," I said giving him a big smile as I leaned down to give him a kiss. I tapped the guy on the back who was sucking me to let him know I was done, and backed away. I stepped over Colin and whacked him in the face with my cock, giggling as I went.

It was time for round two in the foam room. I entered again, and it really was like going into a snowstorm whiteout. Once the door closed I couldn't see a thing. Once again, I was groped, stroked, tweaked and fucked within seconds of being in the room. At one point a big cock slid into me and I stood up to turn my head to see the guy. It was Jason who grinned so I kissed him as he kept fucking me.

"Hey! Having fun?" I asked. "Sure. How about you?"

"Hell yeah. I had this guy with a big dick fuck me in the bubbles."

"How was it?" He asked.

"I'll let you know as soon as he's done. So far he's more interested in talking than fucking," I laughed. Jason slammed me hard a few times and then pushed me forward into the foam. A guy squeezed past me in front, so I grabbed his dick and took it into my mouth. I had to stop a few minutes later to stand up to get some air. Jason finished fucking me and moved on. He had barely pulled out before another cock entered me. This place had more sex than my place during one of our parties. If we added this room to the Cell'r we could make a million bucks a month.

I had to stop and take a break for a bit, so I fought my way out and took another shower. Then, with my towel wrapped around me, I wandered around the club. I saw guys making out in lots of places, especially in the dark hallway on the second floor. I took a few minutes to stand at the railings in a very narrow area to watch the floor below. I saw Cole and Logan walking around holding hands, and then I saw Marc with someone. As I stood there watching a guy came up behind me and wrapped his arms around me. I turned to look and it was Alex.

"Hey. How you liking this place?" I asked.

"It's pretty intense. That foam room is almost too much. I can't even breathe in there. I think there must be a hundred guys each with eight arms."

"I know what you mean," I agreed. Alex leaned against me and kissed my neck. I loved it.

"You know I'm Justin right, not Jay," I said just to make sure. After all we were just in towels with nothing else to identify us.

"I know," he said sounding convincing, but I'd never know one way or the other. "But thanks for telling me. We just don't get to spend a lot of alone time anymore." He kept pressed against me and I could feel his cock hardening as he held me.

"Feel like coming back to my room?" he asked suddenly, releasing his hug and holding his hand out. I took it and followed him back to his room where we made out like old times. We kissed and had sex like the lovers we used to be. He turned me on my stomach and pushed his cock deep into me. He lay on top and just fucked, finally leaving his load inside. Once he was done he slowly fucked a bit longer before pulling out. We left and went to find the other guys. They were spread out around the entire club, so I went back into the foam for another round of `grope the gay guy'. My ass was starting to become a little sore from all the activity. I checked the clock and it was almost 2am. Cole and Logan had left a couple hours ago, and Marc and Christophe said they would contact us tomorrow before they left. I had another quick session in the foam before I found Jason, Alex and Colin and we decided to head out. I was pretty sure I was walking funny.

Even at 2am on a Friday morning, the streets were busy and the clubs were still very active. In Vancouver by 2am things were pretty quiet, except for weekends. Another point for Montreal. We tried to be as quiet as we could when we entered the rooms as Cole and Logan were asleep in one and Kyle and Troy were asleep in the other. We bid the guys goodnight. I grabbed a quick shower and climbed into bed with my boyfriend. I took the opportunity to look at Kyle and Troy who were curled up together as usual. It was still adorable and they looked so cute. I would have to remember to get a picture of them like this in case it didn't last much longer. Troy would eventually feel confident enough to sleep on his own in a strange setting but that would seem like a sad day in my mind.

I backed up against Colin who wrapped his arm around me. We felt asleep quickly. It seemed like I had only been asleep for 10 minutes, but in fact it was almost 7am when I heard whispering in the bed next to me. Kyle and Troy were awake and trying to be quiet.

"Just go slow ok. It still hurts," whispered Troy. There was a bit of rustling and then it stopped. "Use more lube." He whispered again.

I suppose I should have expected it, but I thought perhaps it would have been the other way around. If anyone was going to get fucked, I would have thought it would be Kyle, not Troy. I listened to them and they were trying to be very quiet. I peeked over and they were both on their sides with Kyle behind Troy. From the movement under the covers, there was no doubt that Kyle was inside Troy.

"I'm gonna cum," whispered Kyle.

Then it all went quiet. The boys slowly got out of bed tiptoed to the bathroom. I heard the water running and them talking in low voices before they returned and got back into bed. I just hoped that Kyle hadn't pushed Troy to do something he wasn't ready for. I knew he could be pretty persuasive when he wanted something. By the time we all woke up late in the morning we were hungry and ready to explore the city. I hit the shower as the others used the bathroom at various times to take a piss and brush teeth, etc. I did notice that my balls were all crusty and I had to laugh when I looked at them. I had a layer of soap caked on my dick and balls that I had to peel off like one of those facial masks. It took forever to get all the stuff off as it had hardened like concrete. I guess that's my punishment for being in the foam for several hours.

Once we had a late breakfast, I asked Kyle and Troy what they had got up to all night. They looked at each other and smiled. I had my answer without them saying anything, but they said they had checked out some of the stores on the street and then hit the pool again before watching a pay movie. They seemed to have left out the sex part of their story.

We went to Six Flags La Ronde for the day and we all had a ton of fun on the rollercoasters and rides throughout the park. I think all of us had more fun because of Troy than we would have had without him. He ran everywhere and everything was an amazing wonder to him. It was as if we had taken an eight year old to the park and I realized why I cared so much about him. Kyle was pretty much the same and the two guys were bouncing off each other all day. A few times throughout the day I caught them holding hands, so it was pretty obvious that their friendship had moved to another level. Until I talked to Kyle I couldn't say what that level was, but they weren't just basic friends anymore.

Once we were exhausted later that evening, we grabbed dinner at one of the gay restaurants in the village and went back to the hotel. Jason, Alex, Cole and Logan wanted to check out some night clubs, which I suppose made sense, but I felt bad leaving Kyle and Troy again. They both assured us they were having a great time and were going to check out stuff on their own anyway. Marc had called and said they would meet us at Club Unity which was the biggest club in town. We actually had a great time and met a lot more of the `Q' members there. Jason got some new ideas from the Manager and invited him to Vancouver as his guest. Needless to say we were given access to the VIP room and got a lot of free drinks as a result. I danced my ass off and most of the night I was shirtless, as were many of the guys. Everyone was friendly and we met so many people I lost track. They even had strippers at one point and although they weren't really my type they were pretty good. By the time we got back to the hotel, Troy and Kyle were asleep again in their usual positions. The place smelled of alcohol, so I wondered what they had been up to. The closer I got to them, the stronger the smell so I knew they had been drinking.

In the morning they told us that they had gotten into a strip club and that some of the older guys had bought them drinks. Kyle said that one of the strippers had tried to get him on stage but he chickened out. I told them to be careful because if they got too drunk or drugged, they could get into trouble. They didn't seem to be sporting hangovers so it couldn't have been that bad. We headed off to the Olympic Stadium and took the inclined elevator to the top. The view from the small upper deck was impressive as you could see the whole city, but other than that it was pretty expensive and boring for what it was. The Bio Dome was cool though and we got to see a rainforest, penguins, and other exciting things, almost like an indoor zoo.

Then we took the Metro to Champ de Mars to check out Old Montreal and it was, well, OLD. It had old streets and old buildings and old shopkeepers and some horse drawn carriages and the docks. It took about an hour to check it out. I'm sure that it had some old world charm, but that's not really my thing; especially when you compare it to someplace like Rome.

We then headed over to the underground city, which was basically a billion miles of shopping all underground. We bought some stuff and then headed back to the hotel. Most of us headed for the pool, but Kyle and Troy said they were going out for a bit before it was time for dinner. I personally wondered if they were going to stay in the room and have sex, but once we got back to the room after the pool and they weren't there, I guessed they really had gone out.

It was going on 6pm and we had barely got dressed and presentable when Kyle and Troy burst into the room. "Guys, you gotta come with us right away," said Kyle in almost a panicked frenzy.

"What's up?" I asked looking at him all freaked out.

"I don't even know how to explain it. I just need all of you right now." He had peaked our curiosity as he never acted like this. We quickly grabbed jackets and followed them out of the hotel and down the street to a restaurant. He gave his name and said he had a reservation for the eight of us and wanted to be seated in J.P.'s section. We were shown to our table.

"Jesus Kyle, you scared the shit out of me. I thought something was seriously wrong. You could have just told us we were going to dinner. My heart's still racing. Who's J.P.," I asked with a sign of relief.

"Just wait," he said looking around anxiously. A guy came over and filled our water glasses and asked if he could take our drink order. We told him and he left, returning with them quickly, along with a basket of bread. He said that J.P. was our waiter and would be with us shortly.

"We saw a guy walking down the street earlier and followed him in here. We found out his name was J.P. and that he's a waiter..." said Kyle trying to explain why we were here.

"So we're stalking some guy you think is cute? This is excessive, even for you," laughed Colin.

"Not exactly," he said looking more than a little nervous. I was beginning to wonder what the hell he had done that we were going to need to help him with.

I just finished putting the garlic butter on my warm bread when the waiter came over. I looked up to greet him and immediately dropped my knife on the plate causing the other guys to jump a bit and look at me. Then they looked at what I was staring at. The whole table went silent and someone whispered `holy shit!'

All of us had the same stunned look on our face, but none more than Jason and I. The waiter was us. He was identical except for his long shoulder length hair. I couldn't breathe.

"Bonsoir, my name is J.P. and I am your waiter tonight," he said in great English with a French accent. "May I take your order?"

"Uhhh, I...umm...Holy shit!" is the only thing that came to mind. Jason said even less as we stared at the guy in front of us.

"No fucking way!" Exclaimed Alex as we all stared at J.P.

He looked at all of us as if we were crazy, then his eyes settled on Jason and me who were sitting side by side. Then it was his turn to stand and stare. "Tabernac" he said loudly. "How is possible?" He asked as he put his hand on the table to brace himself.

I could barely breathe. Cole jumped up and grabbed a chair for him and put it at the end of the table. J.P. sat down. Of course that attracted the attention of the restaurant manager who came over to see what was going on.

Colin told him and the manager looked at the three of us. "They have no idea what is going on right now, but can you give us a minute to find out?" The manager nodded and walked away.

"Who are you guys?" he asked us. We introduced ourselves and everyone else.

"This is way too weird," whispered Troy as if no one could hear him. I had to agree.

"When's your birthday?"

"June 17, 1992." he said causing my heart to miss another beat. I spun my head to look at Jason who was having just about as big a fit as I was.

"What the fuck is going on?" he asked. I took out my wallet and showed J.P. our I.D. showing the exact same birthday.

"Is it possible that we are actually triplets instead of twins?" I asked to no one in particular.

"How you think I feel? I don't have any brothers or sisters. All I know is that I was adopted at birth." He admitted looking positively grey and stunned.

"Well, I know where to start." I grabbed my phone and called home to my parents. My Mom answered.

"Mom, Justin! Get Dad so we can video chat with you guys. Jason got into my camera view as well. My Dad came on the line and said hi.

"Jason and I are in Montreal at the moment and we have a question for you."

"Sure boys, what's up?" Said my Mom cheerfully.

"What's up? What's UP?" I said a little louder than I needed to. "Say hello to J.P.!" I turned the phone to show J.P. to my parents. I held it there for a few seconds so they could clearly see what I was freaking out about. Then I turned the phone back to myself.

"Please tell us how come there is another guy who looks exactly like Jason and me sitting at our table, halfway across the country?" I saw our parents look at each other. The look told me that they knew something about this.

"Boys this really isn't the time or place for this conversation," said my Dad.

"Are you kidding me? I'd say this is exactly the time and place for this conversation. Who the fuck is the guy sitting in front of us?"

"No need for that kind of language Justin," scolded my Mom.

"Sorry, Mom, but if there was ever a time for that kind of language it's right here, right now."

"Okay, we'll give you the quick version, but can you go someplace a little more private for a minute." I looked at J.P. and he nodded and stood up. We followed him to a table in the corner. He sat beside us so we could all see my parents in the phone.

"Boys we've meant to tell you this for a long time, but we never got around to it, and as you got older, it just didn't seem important. I guess we were wrong to not say anything." I couldn't even begin to imagine where this was going.

"You and Jason were adopted at birth." I sat back stunned as did Jason. I was truly speechless. "Your birth mother delivered triplets, but at the time we didn't know it, as the third baby was adopted by someone else before we got to the hospital. It wasn't until a few weeks later that we learned that you were triplets and not twins."

"You mean we have another mother out there somewhere?" Jason asked.

"No. We can explain more later, but your birth mother died a week after giving birth to you. She had been sick and the doctors told us that the stress of child birth was too much for her. That's when we learned about the third baby. We also found out that she hadn't listed the father so there has never been any record of who he might have been."

"I don't fuckin' believe it. In 19 years, you couldn't have taken 15 minutes to mention this to us. We have to travel 3500km across the country to find out when our brother serves us dinner. Holy shit!" I was pissed and Jason was just too stunned to even say anything.

"Boys, when you get home come to the house and we can talk more. I'm really sorry we didn't tell you. It doesn't change the fact that you're our sons and we love you."

"Maybe, but it sure as hell changes a lot of other things!" I hung up the phone and we sat there in stunned silence. The other guys looked over at us to see what was going on. I had no idea what to say or do.

"J.P., when you get off shift tonight you should come over to our hotel and we can talk." I gave him the hotel name, address and our room number. I got up and walked over to the table. Guys just have dinner okay, but I gotta go for a walk right now. I need some air."

"What happened? What did they say?" asked Kyle.

"Not now, buddy. Not now," said Colin as he said they'd see us later at the hotel. Jason and I left, and J.P. promised that he'd come over as soon as he could get off work.

As we walked down the street, I was numb. My ability to comprehend what had just happened snapped something in my brain. All of a sudden I felt like a different person, as if the guy I had been my entire life was a lie. The only thing that was unchanged and real was Jason. We walked in silence for almost half an hour before we sat on a bench in the cold air and looked at each other.

"Please tell me you had no idea," I said looking at him.

"No, none at all. I'm as freaked out as you. We're adopted and have another identical brother? I feel weird. I don't even know how to explain it. We were twins which gave us a special bond and we've been there for each other our whole lives. Now we find another brother. Someone that should have been sharing our lives with as well. I have no idea how to handle this Justin." He leaned in to me and I put my arm around him. Both of us were drained and absolutely fucked up. We sat there until we realized we were freezing and went back to the hotel room. No one was there yet, so we lay on the bed together and curled up in each other's arms. My phone rang and the caller I.D. said it was our parents. I hit ignore. Then Jason's phone went off and he did the same thing. The last people we wanted to talk to was them.

An hour later, there was a knock on the door and J.P. was standing looking as lost as we were. We invited him in and he sat on the bed with us.

We found out that he had grown up with just his Mom ever since his Dad left when he was 6. It had just been the two of them for almost his whole life. He knew he had been born in Vancouver, but moved to Montreal right away and had never been anywhere else in the country. He obviously spoke French fluidly and his English was pretty good, although he struggled with some words. He did explain that his Mother spoke English and it was his Dad who had been French, so he was raised speaking English. It was absolutely beyond comprehension that we were looking at another carbon copy of ourselves, just with longer hair and an accent.

"I can't believe we are triplets. Jason and I have been absolutely identical all our lives. There have only been two people that could ever tell us apart without making a mistake, and it wasn't our parents."

"I always wanted a brother or sister, but my Ma said that I was enough of a, how you say, hands full? Now I have two brothers. Something you should know about me in case it is a problem is that I am gay," he admitted as he looked away.

Well shit, we could go on talk shows now with this kind of story. It should prove beyond a doubt that being gay or straight is not a choice and that you're born with it. Triplets raised at opposite ends of the country are all gay. What are the odds? Can you even calculate those odds? Jason and I looked at each other and smiled as J.P. sat there nervously waiting for our reaction.

"Jason and I are gay too!" I smiled as I told him.

"Tabernac!" he said softly as he stared at us.

"What does that mean, Tabernac?" I asked.

"It's a really bad swear word. Worse than shit or fuck. I don't even know if it has English translation," he said smiling at us.

"Do you think we are all identical?" Jason asked.

"Only one way to find out, if you're not shy" said J.P. as he pulled off his shirt. The first thing we noticed is that he was a little bit more muscular than we were. Not by a lot, and others might not even see it, but we knew each other so well, that we could tell. What was different was that he had a tattoo around his right bicep. It looked like barbed wire. Other than that he looked like us. I took off my shirt and Jason removed his. J.P. looked at us and we looked back at him. We really were identical. He stood up and dropped his pants leaving him in tight boxer briefs. We copied him and compared our legs, which were the same as well right down the hair.

"So shall we keep going?" asked Jason. I shrugged and dropped my shorts, standing naked in front of my brothers. J.P. took his off followed by Jason. The three of us looked at each other and except for the fact that he had a trimmed bush of pubic hair compared to our shaved crotches, our cock and balls were identical. We even took a look at our asses. While Jason and I had seen each other plenty of times, J.P. was fascinated that we looked alike. It was the same reaction we got from everyone that saw us but this was different. Not only was he comparing Jason and I to each other, he was comparing us to himself. We were used to having someone identical, but it was still freaking all of us out equally. There really were three of us.

"How big is your dick?" I asked figuring we had gone this far we might as well know as much as we could.

"22cm" he replied. Jason looked at me unsure if that was the same.

"Us too! That's 8 ½ inches right?" I confirmed. J.P. nodded. We spent a lot of time checking each other out, like monkeys do in a zoo when picking bugs out their fur. Then before it got any weirder we got dressed. Neither Jason nor I told J.P. that we had fooled around together, although we did explain some of the sex things that we had got into as well as boyfriends and how open we all were around each other. J.P. told us that he didn't currently have a boyfriend but had had two so far. He said he liked to just have sex and boyfriends weren't really for him at the moment. God, he really was like us. Another sex maniac.

"Would you come home with me and meet my Ma?" He said as we continued talking. We had 19 years to make up for and almost couldn't get everything out that we wanted to say and ask. I had to admit that we looked pretty good with long hair, so I may just have to grow mine out a bit more. We agreed to go over to his house in the morning and meet his mother, but tonight was for us to get to know each other.

The guys returned to the hotel and we introduced everyone to J.P. Troy was the first to ask what they were all thinking.

"So are you identical to them too?" We smiled and told him that we were.

Alex spoke up and wanted to know more of the story. We told them as much as we knew at the moment and they sat there in stunned silence listening.

"Holy shit, this is way better than any movie that I've ever seen. And all three of you are gay?"

"Yes Alex, all three of us are gay!" I laughed.

"Are all of you gay?" asked J.P. looking around the room.

"All of us except Troy," said Kyle.

"So Colin is Justin's boyfriend and Alex is with Jason?" asked J.P. making sure he had it right.

"Yep, and I live with Colin and Justin. I'm the back-up boyfriend," he giggled. J.P. looked at us with confusion in his eyes.

"He's kidding. Kyle's boyfriend is Aaron who couldn't make the trip, but like we said we're all pretty open around each other and sex is usually part of what we like to do as friends." I explained trying to make it simple.

"And Cole and Logan?"

"They are friends and are together," said Jason. Cole and Logan kissed just to prove the point and then smiled at all of us.

"So are we going to have a `get to know J.P.' orgy tonight?" Kyle grinned.

"That's not a good idea at the moment. I don't think the three of us are in the mood for sex right now. I can barely breathe properly." I explained quickly. "J.P., you are welcome to spend the night if you want and we can go over to your place in the morning to meet your Mom,"

"I should go home," he said "I need to sort it out in my head. I am a bit whelmed."

"Overwhelmed," I corrected as I smiled at my new brother.

He hugged both Jason and I, and said he would return by 10am. Once he left I sat back down on the bed. The other guys began to talk all at once and were as excited or as confused as we were.

"What are you guys going to do?"

"I have no fucking idea," I said and was so drained I needed to go to bed. The mood of the whole trip had changed in an instant but I had to know more about this guy. Kyle and Troy switched rooms with Jason and Alex so that we could talk; which we did for a long time.

In the morning J.P. showed up on time and waited while we got presentable for his Mom. He was pretty sure that she had no idea about us which made us even more nervous. Colin and Alex volunteered to go with us, but we told them that we should do this alone.

"Call as soon as you are done and we'll meet up," Colin told me.

We hugged as if we were going off to war and may never see them again. It was a bizarre and strange feeling. J.P. nervously led us to his house a few blocks away.

"Just wait here for a minute he said as we sat in his living room." We heard him talking to his Mom in French although we had no idea what he as saying until they switched to English.

"So it must be serious if you are talking to me in French," she said finally saying something we could understand.

"Ma, I want you to meet a couple of guys that I ran into yesterday. They're from Vancouver and you should probably put down the glass before you meet them."

"Don't be silly. I've met your friends before. I just don't want to know if you're sleeping with them," she said sounding like a pretty cool Mom.

"No fear of that," he said quickly. I wondered if he meant no fear of having sex with us, or telling her about it.

He began to introduce us as they came in the living room behind us. "Ma, I want you to meet Jason and Justin from Vancouver. I almost threw up I was so nervous. My heart was beating hard and my knees were weak. We both stood up as she came in the room. The look on her face said it all. She was about to shake our hand and then froze as she realized what she was seeing. I think her entire body shut down as J.P. stood behind her to hold her up. She sat down in the chair and just stared at us, then up at her son.

"I don't understand," she said eventually.

"Neither do we exactly," said Jason. We explained what we had learned in the past few hours and she stood up and went over to her son and began to cry.

"I'm sorry, Jean Paul. I had no idea that you had brothers. I would have never let you guys be split up if I had known. Oh my god, I'm so sorry, boys." She came over and put her hands on our faces, as if to see if we were for real or if this was some sort of a sick joke. She touched both of us and then sat down crying a bit more.

We talked to her and told her that we had no idea about J.P. either and told her something of our life. She told us a bit of the adoption, but it was nothing really new by now. She had adopted J.P. in Vancouver at birth and moved a few months later with her husband. As far as she knew that was all there was to it. She was even shocked to learn that our birth mother had died a week after we were born.

"I don't know what to do now. Are you staying in town for long?" she asked.

"We're supposed to go home tomorrow," Jason told her.

"Can you stay longer as I'd love to get to know you more and I'm sure J.P. would too? If accommodation is a problem, you can stay here. We don't have much, but I'm sure we could make room. J.P. could actually clean his bedroom for once to make space for you."

"We have a hotel, so that wouldn't be a problem."

"We'd love it if you stayed here. Wouldn't we J.P.?" She looked at Jean Paul who was grinning at us. "Oh, you'd need to change your flight wouldn't you? If you let me know how much it would cost to change the ticket, I could probably help with it, as long as it's not too expensive."

"No, we're okay there too, but thank you for the offer."

"So what do you guys do in Vancouver?" I looked at Jason and he told her that we owned a business. She seemed impressed and asked if we planned on going to University. Neither of us had any such plans. "That's too bad" she told us. "I keep telling J.P. that he needs to go back to school to get a good job. I think he's just having too much fun at those nightclubs he goes to all the time."

J.P. looked at us with a big grin on his face. We couldn't help smiling at the irony of the comment. She looked at us again and came to sit beside us to get a closer look. The whole situation was throwing her emotions into overdrive and she cried again as she apologized for breaking us apart and denying us a childhood together.

"J.P., you should come back with us to Vancouver for a visit. Maybe take a week off if you can," I suggested.

"I can see if my boss will give me time off, but I don't know if I can afford to go," he said being truthful.

"Oh honey, I'll see if we can find some money. I think it's important for you to get to know your brothers."

"Don't worry about money. It won't actually cost anything if you want to come back with us."

"Don't be silly boys, we can't allow you to pay his way. We can find the money."

"It's okay, really. My boyfriend has his own plane so it honestly won't cost anything." I smiled without trying to sound like a snob, but couldn't let her stress about money.

"You're gay as well?" she said with raised eyebrows.

"We all are, Ma," said J.P.

"Well, I'll be. Now you definitely have to stay. I wonder what other ways you're alike. Things like allergies or food dislikes or medical issues." As long as she didn't ask us to get naked, I was okay with telling her whatever she wanted to know.

We found out her name was Mary and she almost insisted that we stay with her for a few days. I told her I'd have to check. We excused ourselves for a second and went somewhere a bit more private to make a few calls.

"Call Colin" I said into the phone. It connected me with my boyfriend and I told him how it was going and that we were thinking of staying a few more days. He thought it was a good idea and said they he could stay if I wanted and send the plane home with all the other guys. Out of the whole group, the only one that really needed to get back was Kyle as he was still in school, but everyone else could easily stick around. Jason and I both felt that we should stay and take Mary up on her offer to stay with them and recommended that the others leave as planned. I told Colin we would meet them at the hotel for lunch in an hour and then go to the airport to see them off.

Jason called his club manager and told him he'd be away for another week. We also made a quick call home to our parents to let them know the change in plans. They tried to insist that we come home so they could talk to us, but we firmly told them we'd be back when we were ready. As far as we were concerned they had lied to us our whole lives. At least J.P.'s Mom had told him the truth about him being adopted, and was genuinely heartbroken about having taken us away from each other. By the time we got off the phones and went back to the living room, J.P. said that his boss had told him that if he needed time off he could take it.

Mary said she would make us all dinner if we could make it back by then. We readily accepted and bid both of them goodbye for now. This was going to be a very strange week indeed.

Back at the hotel, Colin had told the guys about the changes of plans and they all thought it seemed to make sense under the circumstances.

"God, I wouldn't know what to do if I found out I had twin brothers," said Cole.

"Well, if they all looked like you, we would probably just have to drown them both. The world isn't ready for three of YOU!" Logan giggled, causing the boys to get into a wrestling match on the bed. Troy and Kyle cheered them on. I was a nice distraction for a little while as we all got in on the wrestling, before going to a café and having lunch.

Kyle asked if he could talk to me and we went for a walk in the hotel once we got back. "Can I ask your advice?"

"Always," I told him.

"Troy and I have been getting along really well on this trip and I think we're becoming more than friends," he said seriously.

"Yeah, I kinda heard you guys in bed the other morning."

Kyle blushed and looked at the ground. "It was his idea. He said he felt a bit left out and was jealous when he saw me playing with Christophe and Marc."

"It's okay, but just don't push him," I advised.

"It's more than that. Last night when we were at the strip club having some drinks, he told me that he loved me and asked if I'd like to be his boyfriend."

"Oh," I said not sure what else to come up with. "Sounds like what you told me not too long ago."

He grinned and looked at me. "I really like Troy and if I didn't have Aaron, I'd be with him in a second. He's cute, hot and I love everything about him."

"All I can tell you Kyle is that you have to listen to your heart. You have to figure out who you love more. Who is a better match for what you are looking for in a boyfriend?"

"I know, but it's so difficult. I like them both for different reasons. The only thing about Troy that he's made clear is that he wouldn't ever be comfortable with a boyfriend who went out and had sex with other guys. He did say he might eventually be okay if we had three-ways and stuff like that but only if we were together doing it. That would mean I couldn't have as much fun as I do now with Aaron."

"There's something to be said for monogamy," I told him. I couldn't think what it might be, as having sex with just one guy forever just wasn't on my radar. I liked fooling around with other guys as long as I had Colin to go home and make love to and share my life with. "That's something you have to figure out."

"Aren't I too young to settle down though? I like the life I have but I also want Troy in it."

"Tough choice buddy. I can't really advise this one. Troy is obviously falling hard for you, but maybe it was the alcohol talking last night, or perhaps he's just scared of losing you as a friend. Just take some time to see where it goes, but make sure he knows that Aaron is your boyfriend. Maybe if you all go out together you'll see how he really feels. It may get weird, but at least you'll know more than you do now. That's all I can offer."

Kyle hugged me and thanked me. "I still would like it if you were my boyfriend though." He threw his second arm around me and looked up at me with his puppy dog eyes. I laughed and kissed him on the head. I loved Kyle too, but like everyone we all grow up at some point. We'd have a special bond forever but I just wanted him to be happy.

What a trip this was turning into. We went back to the room and the guys were all packing their stuff. Jason and I packed our suitcases as well to prepare to spend time with J.P. and his Mom. Colin said that we should just say goodbye at the hotel as the airport was a long trip and it seemed stupid to go all the way there only to wave at us and then come all the way back. We walked them to the bus terminal to wait for the shuttle. Everyone wished us good luck and we hugged all of them goodbye once it was time for them to board. Troy promised to hand out lots of parking tickets while we were away to help pay for the trip and I had to laugh at his enthusiasm. Colin and Alex were the last ones to say goodbye and we kissed our boyfriends, promising to keep them up to date on how it was going.

"So when you're ready to come home, just call me, or call Adam to send the plane back." He said.

"Hell, we could even just jump on a commercial if it came to that." I told him.

"Fuck that. You might as well enjoy the flight home with your new brother."

They boarded the bus and we waved goodbye until the bus was out of sight. I turned to Jason. "You ready for this?"

"Nope, but let's go get to know our brother and Mary. What is she to us, our stepmom?"

We thought about it as we walked over to J.P.'s house, still nervous and wondering where this was going to go from here.

Next Chapter soon. Thanks for all the comments so far. I try to respond to everyone and love your suggestions and ideas. outinwest@gmail.com