John was the first to score. To put it bluntly, both incidents were ‘gimmies.’  The first lucky guy to get into his waiting mouth and ass was his physical education instructor, Vic Fleming.  John was quick to notice that after gym class, Vic ran to a desk in the corner of the gym and made copious notes.  John assumed he was evaluating each of the students for future grades.  By the time he was through with his paper work, and went to the showers, most of the class was gone.  Often they were all gone.  One day after class, John lingered until he saw Vic heading for the showers.  He waited until Vic was almost fully undressed before he entered the shower room.

“Hi, Mr. Fleming,” John said cheerily, and began to undress.  Vic greeted him with an equally cheery hello and entered the showers.  There were a bank of ten showers, but when John entered he stepped under the one next to Vic and started making inappropriate small talk.

“I always wondered what your package looked like, Vic.”  That was pretty familiar of him, but Vic didn’t seem to mind.  He grabbed his package and pointed it at John. 

“Do you like what you see?”

“Oh yeah,” John answered.  He grabbed his package and pointed it at Vic.  “How about this?  How does that grab you?”

“Just fine,” Vic answered and grinned broadly at John.  There was no doubt what each had in mind.  Vic continued.  “You know John, as a member of the football team, you need to tone some special muscles.  My apartment is right off campus.  Why don’t you come home with me now and I’ll give you some private exercises?”

“That sounds like a very generous offer and I accept,” John said.  “In the meantime, how about you do my back and I’ll do yours?”  He didn’t wait for an answer, but began to soap Vic’s back.  He made sure to go low and get Vic’s balls and wash his crack.  He reached around and soaped Vic’s now raging hardon and, moaning softly, Vic stopped him before he came.  He then did John’s back with similar results.  They finished up quickly after that and literally ran to Vic’s apartment, where John put the first notch on his score card.  When he left Vic’s apartment about an hour later, he had to promise to come back for more instruction.  Both men were more than happy to plan another visit.

In the dorm room, John crowed and the twins reminded him that the semester had just begun.  Each of the twins had several conquests in mind, and vowed to leave him far behind.

John’s second conquest was even easier.  It was his football coach, who had been drooling over the best looking hunk on the team since they met.  Jan O’Keefe had found every excuse to touch John and ‘accidently’ rub up against his cock.  He would have John assume some football position and then manipulate his body until John got it ‘perfect.’  John employed the same shower routine, only this time Coach O’Keefe was the aggressor and John put a second notch on his score card.  He was now 2-0-0.

As predicted, he slowed down after that, and the twins not only caught up but surpassed him.  They used a different approach.  They would single out the nerdy guys who were striking out with the ladies and one of them would go out of the way to befriend the poor soul.  They took turns doing this.  The ‘victim’ was so flattered to get attention from such a handsome, popular guy, that he was an easy patsy. 

David had victim one. He waited until he knew the victim’s dorm room was empty, and he asked the nerd if they could go there to study.  David said he would appreciate some extra tutoring.  The nerd was more than willing to oblige.  David pretended that the room was way too warm and he stripped  off his shirt.  While the nerd instructed him academically, he started to rub his crotch in a very obvious manner.  When he had his victim sweating and obviously erect, he began to wail, “I have no luck getting laid, and you’re so handsome, I’m getting turned on.  Let’s whack off together.”

The victim was too flattered and too hot to say, no.  Once they were stroking their cocks, David said, “Let me do you and if you want you can do me.”  The victim wanted.  Then David said, “Forgive me, I can’t resist, and fell into the victim’s crotch and started sucking sensuously.  Before the victim could cum and while his blood still boiled, David pleaded, “Please, please do me too.”  The victim was happy to do it for fear that David would not finish him off.  Then David pleaded for the victim to fuck him.  That usually was an easy win.  It was a little harder to get the victim to reciprocate, but he did because he wanted to have sex with David on a regular basis.  A notch for David’s score card.

I know it’s cruel, but that ended the friendship between David and the loser.  The loser could never tell anyone about his encounter with David, because he would be outing himself.  This system worked so well for both twins, that they surpassed John in a few weeks.  Their easiest targets were nerdy professors, starved for love.  Jon actually had sex with his economics professor several times.  Although the guy was nerdy, he had a great sense of humor and an even greater body with a nine inch cock.

John made the mistake of seeking out the best looking men on campus.  Most of these guys had their pick of the best looking women available, and they brushed John off immediately.  He never caught on to ‘The Caldwell Technique.’  By mid semester, he was so far behind, he conceded defeat, and the game ended.  His punishment was to clean the dorm room and make the beds for the rest of the semester.  After the game was put to rest, the three room mates enjoyed each other constantly and didn’t need to search for more conquests.

David and Jonathan looked forward to school breaks and visits home.  During those times they worked at the investment firm and enjoyed mutual sex with Clay and Steve.  They would also work out at the gym and had protected sex with Juan.  They felt sorry for the campus jocks that were always on the prowl for pussy with uncertain results.  They could get laid with multiple partners every single day if they so desired.  

When John went home for visits, he had the company of his best friend from high school, who had gone directly into his father’s business after graduation.  When John’s kid brother caught them at it one day, they added a third person to the mix.  John was delighted to teach his kid brother, Sam, all he knew.

Clay rented a small off campus house for the twins for the last three years of college.  Besides the master bedroom there were two smaller bedrooms.  John rented one room, and Sam, who was an entering freshman, rented the other.  Unfortunately, the rooms were so small that they would only accommodate a twin bed so the Chapman brothers needed two rooms even though they were fucking each other almost nightly.  Also, privacy was needed in case one of them brought home a guest.

Sometimes before retiring for the night, they would flip coins to see who was going to sleep with whom.  For these four, college was a ball.  Sam was worried how he would survive without them in his senior year.  His prayers were answered when the twins decided to get their MBA’s at Harvard instead of the Wharton School, as Clay and Steve did.

Julie had grown tired of Palm Beach and spent a good part of the year in Paris.  Whenever they could, the twins went to Florida and used her apartment.  Sometimes the Chapmans went with them.  Sooner or later every gay young man in Palm Beach and Broward Counties visited the apartment for the best sex they would ever have.  After all, David and Jonathan and John and Sam had plenty of practice.

During the twins’ college years, Clay and Steve missed them terribly as did Mindy who was now retired.  Clay and Steve found solace in each other.  Steve never had ‘guests’ to the office anymore and it seems as they grew older, they were satisfied to have sex only with themselves.  It was good sex too.  Each one knew exactly what excited the other.  They knew their secret little touching places and were able to give themselves more pleasure than any casual stranger ever could.

When he finished his undergraduate work, John got a position as a physical education teacher and football coach at a small college in the Midwest.  He never had to make a move on a student.  He just waited until one of his students came on to him and he let it happen. 

The twins finished grad school and Sam finished undergrad with a degree in business.  The twins asked him if he would like to work for them in New York.  He jumped at the chance for two reasons.  First of all, it was a great opportunity.  Secondly, his sexual tastes had turned more to girls.  He enjoyed sex with his brother and the twins, but had never been interested in additional male activity as the other three were.  After scoring a couple of times with some hot chicks on campus, he knew where he was headed.  He was honest enough to discuss his change of attitude with the twins and John.  The twins assured him that there was no better place to meet women than New York City.

Sam stayed in Mindy’s old room rent free for two weeks after his arrival.  He was certainly aware of the activity going on upstairs, but he was an old hand at group male sex and wasn’t uncomfortable in the least.  He was flattered one night when he was asked if he would like to join in.  He was more surprised when he declined.  After two weeks he found a suitable bachelor pad and moved out.

When the twins began to work full time at Caldwell Investments, Steve and Clay started to step back and take it easier.  They began to travel a lot and were gone for long periods of time.  The twins had the house all to themselves.  They also took quick, short trips to Palm Beach and used Julie’s apartment whenever they could get away.

They made love constantly and it never occurred to them to take another person into their hearts.  They even stopped taking other men into their bed.  They were brothers, business partners and lovers for life.  There could be no stronger commitment.  Their devotion to each other was unconditional.  Only Clay and Steve shared their love and nobody else. 

Then Matthew came into their lives.

One beautiful summer morning, they were standing in front of their brownstone intending to hail a cab and head for the office.  Suddenly, a young boy of about twelve came running down the street and almost knocked David down.  He didn’t bother to apologize and was about a foot past David when Jonathan grabbed him by the collar.

“What are you doing?” David asked.  “I’m OK.  Just let him go.”

“Are you sure you’re OK?” Jon asked.  “Check your wallet.”  David’s wallet was gone and Jon was grabbing it out of the boy’s fist.

The boy started to cry the phoniest tears Jon had ever seen.  “Please,” he begged, “let me go.  I was just hungry.  I needed some money for a meal.”  More crocodile tears.

“You could have just asked,” David said, “instead of stealing and knocking me over.”

“I didn’t think you’d give me anything,” the boy said and he sounded sincere.

“So you’re hungry, are you?” Jon asked.  “OK, let’s have breakfast.”  He hailed a cab and had the cabbie let them off around the corner from their office.  There was a nice little coffee shop there where the twins often stopped for breakfast or lunch.  The boy had stopped resisting.  He really was hungry. 

“Where do you live and where are your parents?” David asked kindly.

“My mom died three months ago and my father got killed trying to rob a Seven Eleven right after her funeral.  I ain’t got any other family.  The landlord told me I had to get out, and he called some social services bureau.  I ran away before they could get me.  I been livin’ in the streets.” 

“What about school?”

“I ain’t been goin’, besides its summer.”

The twins ordered him a good breakfast which he devoured, and took him back to the office with them.  Amy was still with the firm, and she immediately took charge of the boy.  She took him to Juan’s gym and asked Juan to clean him up.  Juan took him to the showers and scrubbed him clean.  Then Amy took him to Barney’s and got him some very preppy new clothes.  Suddenly he looked like some rich kid from Park Avenue only badly in need of a haircut.

Caldwell Investments had a client who was the chief judge of the family court.  By the time Amy and the boy returned to the office, the firm’s attorney had petitioned the family court to allow temporary custody to the Caldwells pending a petition for permanent custody and possibly adoption.  The twins called Judge Rogers to alert him, and he immediately signed all the documents and faxed them to the Caldwells. 

When David and Jonathan saw the boy in his grand new attire, they immediately fell in love with him.  “How would you like to live with us and be our little boy?” Jon asked him.  The boy looked confused.

“First of all,” he said, “I ain’t no little boy.  Second of all, you don’t even know my name.  Third of all, I can’t live with you.  I’d never be able to tell you apart.”  Amy and the twins broke out laughing.  It was true they didn’t know his name.  Their attorney had entered a petition for John Doe.

“Would it help if we wore name tags until you learned to tell us apart? And so, what is your name?” David asked.

“My name is Matthew Davis,” he said sounding shy for the first time.  “But everyone calls me Matty,” he added.

“OK Matty,” David said.  “I’m David Caldwell, and this is my twin brother, Jonathan.  Everyone calls him Jon.  This beautiful lady here is Amy.  She helps us run the business.  All those guys and gals sitting out there are investment advisors.  They help people manage their money and make more money for them.  Do you think you’d like working here one day?”

“You betcha.”  Matty recalled his father coming home really late every day, dirty and grimy from working in the sewers.  This clean working environment was the Garden of Eden as far as he was concerned.

David called Judge Rogers and their attorney to give them Matthew’s full legal name to amend the temporary custody papers, and they left the office as early as possible.  They took Matty home with them.  When they entered the house, Matty grew wide eyed.  “Wow,” he said.  “Nice!”

“Let’s show you around and then we’ll talk, “David said.  He led the boy upstairs.  The first stop was the big master bedroom with its own bath room.  “This bedroom belongs to our dad and our Uncle Steve.  They’re in Europe now and won’t be back for a few more weeks.  They walked further down the hall.  “This bedroom belongs to Jon and me.”  When they had seduced Clay and Steve, the twins had ditched the twin beds in favor of one big king size bed.

They continued the tour.  The next room was the bathroom.  Jon said, “This bathroom will be shared by you and us. It opens into our bedroom and into yours, which is the bedroom at the end of the hall.”

Matty ran to see his bedroom.  When he saw it, he started to cry.  His shoulders heaved and he sobbed so hard he couldn’t catch his breath.  David and Jon ran to embrace him, and eventually he calmed down.

They went downstairs to the kitchen and sat at the kitchen table.  Jon asked Matty if he wanted anything to eat, and he shook his head.

“How come there are two guys sleeping in each room, but there’s only one bed in each room?” Matty asked in his most innocent voice.  Jon decided that if the boy was going to live in a gay household, he was going to be perfectly honest with him.  But he would only answer the boy’s questions and not offer additional information.  David, on the other hand, blushed a deep purple.

“Because we love each other,” Jon said simply and Matty seemed satisfied with the answer.

David took out a pad and began to write down some stuff. He wrote Matthew’s full name, last known address, the name of his school, the church he attended, his social security number, his birthday, etc.  Then they called their attorney and gave him all the information they had garnered from the boy.  They asked the attorney if he could provide them with a document showing custody so they could get his school records and baptismal certificate.  The fax they had from Judge Rogers was for John Doe.  They told the attorney that they were taking the boy shopping, but would be home by 3 PM.  The attorney said that he would have all the necessary documents delivered to their home about 4 PM.  They thought he meant the custody papers, but in fact he delivered Matthew’s school records and a copy of his baptismal certificate as well as the documents proving custody.  Jon decided that he was worth every exorbitant penny the firm paid him.

After their initial call to the attorney, the twins took Matty for a haircut, and then they went back to Barney’s.  They had a ball outfitting him for school, play and Sunday best.  They remembered how much fun Clay used to have when he took them shopping.  When they returned home the cabbie had to help them with all the boxes.  They carefully removed all the tags and (designer) labels and hung everything away in Matty’s closet.  The socks, shirts, sweaters, underwear, etc. they put in his dresser drawers.  Shoes, slippers and sneakers were placed on a shoe rack.  David had an extra one on the shelf in his closet.  They hadn’t bought any winter wear, but that could wait.  Matty began to cry again.  “I’m so happy,” he sobbed.

Since Mindy retired, the Caldwell men ate out almost all the time.  The cleaning lady was the only woman who ever entered the house.  David was already figuring that they would have to get another housekeeper/cook and soon.  In the meantime they took Matty to dinner at a restaurant the likes of which Matty had only seen in movies.  The way the staff fawned over his new dads totally impressed him.  He was beginning to enjoy this whole experience.  He sang in the cab all the way home.

When they got home, the twins instructed Matty to take a shower and get ready for bed.  When he was ready he could come downstairs to say goodnight and then one of them would go upstairs with him and tuck him in.  Matty really didn’t want to go to bed, but he was too frightened to cross his new dads so he did as he was told.  David and Jon could hear the shower water running, and Jon decided to go upstairs to see if Matty had everything he needed.  Matty had not closed the bathroom door and Jon could clearly see into the shower.  There was Matty singing to himself and whacking off, Jon ran down the stairs.

“You look like you’ve seen a ghost,” David said.

“No ghost.  Just déjà vu,” Jon explained.

When he finally came downstairs, Matty was naked.  “How come you didn’t put on a pair of jockeys?” David asked.

“I never wear underwear at night.  It squeezes my privates,” the boy answered.

“That’s good to hear,” David said “because Jon and I prefer to be naked in the house and so do your new grandfather and Uncle Steve.”  Well, that’s out of the way, and Matty could make of it whatever he wants.

Without further ado both new fathers decided to tuck the boy in.  As soon as they got him in bed, Matty asked.  “When I was on the streets, if I did things to guys they would pay me.  Do you want me to do things to you so you won’t send me away?”  He dropped this horrific bomb in the most matter of fact way.

The twins looked at the boy in horror.  They didn’t have to ask what sort of things.  David grabbed the boy and hugged him close.  He could feel a little boy woodie against his chest.  “You never have to do anything like that again,” he said.

Matty protested.  “But its fun and I’d really like doing it to you.  My dad used to bring men home and they paid him to let them play with me.  He said if I didn’t do it he would get rid of me for not earning my keep.  My mom used to yell at him and then he would whoop her so she stopped.  I think that’s why she killed herself.  Sometimes Dad would play with me and that was always the best because he was so gentle and he told me how much he loved me.” 

The twins were struck dumb.  They didn’t know what to say so they told Matty to go to sleep and they would discuss it tomorrow.  School would not be in session for five more weeks.  They had plenty of time to talk about it and plenty of time to discuss how to handle this unexpected turn of events.

The twins didn’t retire for another two hours.  They were discussing how to handle Matty’s revelation of sexual abuse on the streets and in his home.  They came to no conclusions.  Finally they went to bed, cuddled up together and were kissing when Matty jumped into bed with them.  They were all naked and although the twins were disturbed, they decided to act as if it was a natural thing.  In this household, they had to remind themselves, it was.

“Can I sleep with you tonight?” Matty asked.  “I’m always afraid to be alone in a new place.”  The twins knew he was lying.  For God sakes, he had been alone on the streets for several weeks.   But it was best to play along. 

“Sure you can sleep with us,” Jon assured him. Matty wiggled himself between his two dads.  He turned on his stomach.  Somehow one of his legs managed to rest on David’s cock and his hand managed to wander down to Jon’s cock and just lie there.

The twins were frozen, not knowing what to do.  Jon whispered to David.  “The little fucker is doing exactly what we did when we were thirteen and seduced dad.  Did I tell you déjà vu?”  It was hours before they fell asleep.

David woke feeling the warm, wet sensation of Jon’s mouth encircling his erect cock.  He wiggled in pleasure until he realized that Jon was asleep and Matty was doing the honors.  His mind raced from remembering the first time with Clay on one hand, and wanting to stop Matty on the other hand.  Not knowing what to do, he did nothing.  When he came, Matty adroitly swallowed every drop and then began to sob.

“Please don’t send me away.  Please.”

David wrapped him in his arms and tried to soothe the crying boy.  How do you soothe a male child?  Instinctively David’s hand rested on Matty’s cock and he started to stroke it.  Matty definitely calmed down.

To be continued...