The Twins And Me (BoyxBoyxBoy)

Shower Thoughts

"...Too soon. You've taken it too far this time."

"Oh please. Like you haven't done anything with him..."

Hushed whispers floated around in my head. It took me a while to actually process what was being said.

I inhaled deeply and stretched my stiff limbs, tugging slightly at the knotted shirt still tied around my hands. At my movements, the murmuring came to an abrupt halt.

I had never cum so hard before in my life and had basically blacked out from the pleasure. It was humiliating. I had to get out of here, and back home. Back to my empty dark room where I could sit silently and process what had just happened.

I decided it was time to stop being so ignorant. It was time that I actually thought about what was happening around me, with my life, and come to a decision about the twins. I was just playing around lately, and it wasn't becoming.

This wasn't me. I was the quiet kid in the back of the classroom that never raised his hand. I made such an effort to be unknown, unseen.

It was obvious that they didn't care who knew about what they were doing, so they were reckless. Exhibit A: The nurse's room.

But I cared. High school was no walk in the park for me. It was rock bottom. There was nowhere left to sink after this. It was only an upward spiral from here, and I was determined to survive. By any means necessary.

Clearly, though, the twins didn't share the same mindset.

I needed to clear my head and really think about if I should continue down this path that I was going on. If sleeping around with random guys was really me.

I knew that I was far from ready for a relationship. The anxiety alone would suffocate me.

God, my head hurt.

Soft hands trailed up my arms and gently undid the knot. The sudden flow of blood made me twitch. I cracked open one eye to take in my surroundings.

I was still on the soft bed, legs still dangling off the side. Looking down I took note that my penis was hanging out of my boxers, visible to everyone. Across my exposed chest was my dried fluids.

I raised my head and caught sight of Jay quietly leaving the room.

So he had been standing at the door watching.

I mentally cringed at the sight he must have seen. Poor guy was probably scarred for life now.

Was he mad at me? For playing around with Ryder? We hadn't clarified anything though, about any sort of relationship. He didn't have the right to be angry at me. 

It still upset me that he was, I noted. 

My tongue darted out of my mouth to wet my dry lips at the thought.

"Are you trying to tease me? Or are you just unaware of how you affect me?" My eyes snapped to the right, where Ryder was sitting, legs crossed on the bed. His tone was playful, but I knew what that could lead to. And I really needed to stop this. He was wearing a new fresh shirt, wrinkle free. Had I been out so long that he had time to change? How mortifying.

"You should get cleaned up. The shower is right through there, you should be able to find towels on the rack. I'm heading out." His mood changes were erratic and jarring. It would take some time to adjust to them. That is, if I stayed around long enough. And if they even wanted me.

Was this a sort of friends with benefits thing?

Minus the friends of course.

Just benefits then. For both parties.