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I stepped through my front door, keys in hand, and turned to switch off the alarm. To my consternation, it was already disarmed - yet I was sure I had switched it on before leaving for work that morning. I glanced around to see if I had been robbed. Only then did I notice the trail of discarded clothing that led up the stairs to the bedroom. Enough clothes for two athletic nineteen-year- old guys, I thought, grinning as I recognised some of the clothes and underwear. Darren had brought a friend over again. Darren is the son of my next-door-neighbours', and goes to the university a few kilometres away. We've lived next door to each other for three years, ever since I moved out of my parent's place at twenty-two, when I got my full-time job. Darren and I were always very attracted to each other, and he insisted on a very particular eighteenth birthday present from me... Actually, he wanted the present earlier, but I made him wait until he was legal. Afterwards, he told me that it was worth the wait - and believe me, it was for me, too! Anyway, ever since then, I've let Darren pretty much have the run of my place when he needs to get away from his family - or when he has really close friends to stay. Evidently, this was one of those close friends. I dropped my briefcase and kicked off my shoes, pulling off my tie as I quietly climbed the carpeted stairs. Reaching the balcony, I paused in the doorway, looking in. Darren and another young guy, one I didn't recognise, were lying curled up spoon-fashion in the middle of my big bed, both of them naked and drowsy. The scents of aroused young male and passionate sex hung in the air, acting, like always, as the best aphrodisiac. I could feel my cock straining to be released from my trousers and pants. "Well," I said. "What a pleasant surprise to come home to - a pair of young satyrs in my bed." They both snapped fully awake with a jump. The other guy stared at me in fright, but Darrenn laughed, then clambered fro the bed, walking over to me. "Yes, Ian," he said. "I know how you like your surprises, so I thought I'd arrange one for you." As he was saying this, he walked up to me, slipped his arms around my neck and a knee between mine, then proceeded to kiss me thoroughly while he ground his groin against mine. His tongue fenced with mine, and I could feel his hands slipping over my shoulders. Then they moved around to the front of my shirt, and he slowly undid the buttons, one by one, then peeled it from me. He unbuckled my belt and slipped my zip, sloughing the trousers from me, then slipped down my underpants, releasing the pressure on my erection. When he finally had me completely naked, he turned, leading me by the hand to the bed. Gesturing to the other young guy, he introduced him as Matt. "You two are the two hottest screws I know," he said. "I thought you might like to meet each other." Matt had overcome his initial shock, and looked me up and down, grinning, as interested in me as I was in him. All three of us are pretty similar in build I'm just 6'4", and both Darren and Matt are 6'3". Also, we all work out - and it shows in our bodies. I'm not complaining! I have black hair with just a light fuzz of hair on my chest and abs, and Darren's blonde, and wonderfully smooth, with just this delicious thin line of hair running from his ridged stomach down to his groin, and his rather large cock. He has a great ass and thighs and large biceps, along with a really well-developed chest and shoulders, and a gorgeous 8-pack stomach. In short, a young Adonis. And Matt's the same. If you didn't look at their faces too hard, or if the light was dim, you could take them for brothers. I remember thinking this as I looked him over, and my cock got even harder. Matt shifted forward on the bed at the same moment as I did, and we nearly collided. We froze for a second, then the initial discomfort eased and we laughed, and moved forward again, towards one another. Darren leaned forward, grinning, from where he had sat down in the middle of the bed, lust and laughter in his eyes and his cock as hard as mine. He placed a hand behind each of our heads and pulled our faces towards him. His long, mobile tongue came out to lick our lips, and we answered, our own tongues licking back, entwining between us. Our blood heated, and I felt hands sliding across me, the same way my hands were sliding across them. None of us could tell where one ended and another began. The three of us were one writhing tangle on the bed. I heard soft moans of pleasure, and saw a hard, thrusting cock in front of my face. I licked it like a lollipop, and was rewarded with a gasp, and then a moan. I swallowed the dick and tasted the sweet precum drooling from it. Then I felt a mouth surround my cock and a tongue swirl over it, and another tongue running over my balls and down between my legs. This time it was my turn to moan. We reluctantly took our mouths off each others' cocks, and then I felt my ass cheeks being spread, and a cock easing in. It felt incredible. Then I felt my cock being grabbed, and I was pulled forward, whoever it was behind me following, and I saw Matt's smooth, warm, naked young back in front of me, and then I felt him backing onto my cock, until I was totally enclosed in his warm, dark orifice. I couldn't hold still - I simply had to thrust. At first Darren's thrusts behind me, and my thrusts into Matt, interfered with one another, but we quickly settled into a rhythm, with our hands wandering all over one another, exciting and abandoning dozens of places. Our gasps, pants and moans filled the air. All too soon, I felt Darren thrusting harder into me, then he thrust his hips right up against mine in a vibrating motion. His cock twitched, then erupted, thick hot jets of cum exploding into me. As soon as I felt him come, I did the same. The strength of my orgasm was just amazing. In front of me, Matt was frantically jerking on his cock, and then he, too erupted, spraying halfway across the room. The three of us just collapsed, exhausted, and drowsed for a little while. You know, that delicious drowse just on the edge of sleep where you can hover for hours, feeling everything, concentrating on pure sensation. We wound up not finishing with each other until the next morning, which, fortunately, was a Saturday. Even more fortunately, Darren had expected this to happen, and had arranged for he and Matt to be away, with their parents. In the past six months, Matt and Darren and I have gotten together regularly. One of the more interesting things that have happened involves my spa bath in the ensuite bathroom... But it's going to have to wait, because Matt and Darren are waking up, and they're always at their sexiest when they're just waking up after a long night of screwing. If you liked the story, contact me at ianquest@hotmail.com and let me know! Even if you didn't, I'd appreciate your telling me why - maybe I can do better next time!