It was nearly teatime on Saturday afternoon and my cousin and I were sitting on his bed with his mate Marcus from university. Marcus had come to visit from Surrey where his parents lived, and even though he'd only arrived on the train that lunchtime, things were already getting pretty sexy between the three of us.
For a start he was drop-dead cute with lovely curly blond hair and a broad muscular physique which filled out his tight-fitting clothes very nicely. Second up, although he talked about some girl called Stacey he said he had the hots for, like my cousin he also had no qualms about hooking up with guys when opportunities presented themselves.
And I got the feeling that opportunities were going to be falling at his feet while he was staying in my Uncle Rob's house!
On the drive back from the station - Jake putting his foot down and driving his dad's car like a nutter - Marcus asked in a roundabout way if I was into boy-fun like he and Jake were.
"I wasn't back in Brisbane," I told him, gripping my seatbelt tightly because Jake was driving so fast. "But since I've been stayin' with my Uncle Rob and Jake, I've figured out I'm probably more into guys than girls."
Marcus beamed back at me from the front passenger's seat, and said, "Your Aussie accent is so fucking cool, mate!"
Jake chuckled. "When he says he's probably more into guys than girls, d'ya wanna guess how he chose to express that preference last night?"
"I dunno," Marcus grinned. "Been having a sneaky peak at your cousin's big wang in the bathroom, maybe...?"
"Just a touch less subtle than that," Jake grinned over at him, doing fifty round a bend he should have hit at thirty.
"Have you been having a looksie through Jake's porn collection?" Marcus asked. "Jerking off over the dude stuff?"
"I think I made it a little bit more... er... obvious," I told him with a naughty smirk.
"I dunno then," Marcus said, clearly unsure about how far he could push the sex talk with a stranger in the car. He turned to Jake and asked, "Come on, then, bud... what's your cousin been getting up to?"
"How about fucking my butt and shooting his nut so hard that his jizz was flinging out all over his pubes?!"
"Faaark!" Marcus roared with laughter and then, clearly both pleased and impressed, said back to me, "Is that for real? Did you give Jake a spunk-gusher?"
"I'm afraid so," I nodded, pretending to look sheepish. "I just sorta got carried away!"
"He fucking filled me right up," Jake smiled, flooring it again now that we were back on a straighter road. "And you know full well, mate, that my arse can take a big load of cream!"
"Yeah, but your hole's getting pretty loose these days," Marcus teased him. "All the cocks you've taken have given you a slut-butt!"
"Fuck off!" Jake laughed and the two of them threw each other really cute, affectionate smiles.
Marcus turned back to me and said, "Well, I think it's pretty safe to say you're into dudes, Shane."
"Is that the tell-tale sign, then?" I asked. "Makin' your cousin do a jizz-fart?"
"It's one of them," he chortled. Then more quietly and with a really cheeky smirk, added, "I can show you a few others later on if you like...?"
I nodded eagerly and Jake cut in with, "Come on then, Marky-boy - let's hear what you've been up to. It's been two fucking weeks since I saw you, bud."
"This and that," Marcus replied, trying to think of something interesting he'd done to tell his friend about. "Oh yeah - you'll like this - I had a threesome with my mate Kiernan and his brother!"
"His brother?" Jake laughed. "How d'ya manage that?"
"We were over at Amsterdam on a bender," Marcus explained. "Pissed as arseholes and sharing a room, the three of us!"
"What was the occasion?" I asked him.
"Kiernan's brother's getting married in a few weeks to some girl he met on one of those speed-dating evenings."
"So the brother's straight?"
"We all are," Marcus smiled back at me. "It doesn't stop us having some fun together!"
I grinned and nodded like I was totally in on it, but I have to admit that I was a bit confused. It was hot, in a way, to think of all these guys who called themselves straight and had women in their lives but who also took every opportunity to play around with their mates in the sack. But I knew that for me, the dude stuff would always outshine anything a girl could offer me and if that labelled me as 'gay' then I'd soon get used to that.
"You so better have footage," Jake said across to him, accelerating alarmingly towards a queue of traffic at some lights.
"Of course I have," he grinned. "Our phones were all lined up on top of the drawers, all of us filming the bed with the three of us on it!"
Jake laughed as he slammed his foot down to bring us to a screeching halt inches behind the last of the waiting cars. What the fuck was going on with my cousin's driving?
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"So which one's Kiernan and which one's the brother?" I asked Marcus, the three of us sitting on Jake's bed as Marcus showed us the movie on his tablet.
We'd been out for the afternoon with Uncle Rob to stare at a big hole in the ground on account of Marcus studying archaeology at uni. Uncle Rob was now downstairs cooking us tea and Jake had wasted no time in getting Marcus to load up the Amsterdam footage.
"Kiernan is the scrawny one, his brother's bigger and more worked-out," Jake explained, sitting to the right of Marcus who was in the middle of us both.
"I've known Kiernan since school," Marcus told me as the three figures on the movie drunkenly undressed. "We started fucking in sixth form. I'd only met his brother a couple of times before the Amsterdam trip and he'd always struck me as -"
"Whoa... back up a bit!" I cut in, laughing. "You and your mate started fucking in sixth form... how old did that make you guys? I still haven't figured out your form names over here..."
"I dunno... it was A-Level year so about eighteen, I guess..."
"And both of you were straight... how the hell did you end up pokin' each other's chuggers?"
I was hoping this might help me figure out how I could hook up with other dudes back in Brissy.
"The usual," Marcus shrugged like everyone knew how two straight eighteen-year-olds end up with their dicks wedged up each other's brownies. "We were both horny lads... we started jerking off together, then moved onto sucking each other's cocks. Then one night after a couple of girls we were trying to make the moves on were total bitches with us, we went back to his place and... maybe it was some twisted way of getting one up on them or something... we took turns on his bed fucking each other up the butt."
"Wow!" I gasped, marvelling at their inventive form of revenge even though I couldn't see how this might help me with my predicament.
"Come on, move it on a bit," Jake urged his friend impatiently. "I wanna see you guys doing each other... not pulling your skanky boxers off..."
Marcus swiped the cursor forwards and the three of them were now on the bed, all on their knees with Marcus in the middle. He and the brother were snogging while Kiernan, kissing the back of Marcus' neck, rubbed his long cock up and down the tight groove between the blond's two solid buttocks. I'd always though I had a cute bubble butt, but Marcus' buns were as round and squat as a couple of melons!
"Do the two brothers get it on?" I asked him dry-mouthed, praying he was about to tell me that they did.
But he shook his head. "It was better for me that they didn't because they both had to focus on me completely!"
"Yeah, normally when you're in all-boy threesomes," Jake cut in, "you try and share your attentions pretty equally between the two other dudes. I'm just telling you that in case... you know, as unlikely as it may seem... you ever find yourself sharing a bed with a couple of horny lads!"
Marcus and I laughed. We all knew what we were going to be getting up to later.
Earlier on, after he'd carried his rucksack upstairs when we'd got back from the station, he'd paused uncertainly in the corridor between Jake's bedroom and the spare room and had asked Jake which of them he should dump it down in.
"In my room, of course," Jake had answered him gruffly.
"So am I sleeping in your bed?" Marcus had asked.
"Where else?"
"I dunno... where's Shane sleeping?"
"In my bed too," Jake had said with a small smile.
"And where are you sleeping?" Marcus had asked, now smiling himself.
"Also in my bed," Jake had grinned more broadly.
"Cool!" Marcus had declared and looked over at me to check that I was okay with sharing a bed with two scorching fit twenty-year-old guys.
I smirked back at him, eager to show him I was well up for it, and joked, "Don't worry, mate... I don't fart!"