Author's note: part thirty seven is told from Jack's perspective.
All characters are over 18
I left my last class and met Kyle by the car. I picked him out immediately. He stood out in his white chef shirt. God, he looked good.
I kissed him as I approached. "Mmm. You taste good." I said to him.
"BΓ©arnaise sauce." He said matter of fact. "We had a test on sauces today."
"I'll bet you aced it because you're saucy." I said and kissed him again. He snickered at that. He always laughed the same when I was being silly and I loved it.
"How was your class?" He asked me.
"Fine. We're studying the 'great American novel', if there is such a thing." I said dismissively.
"There will be when you write it." He said with a smile. I wish I were as confident as him in my writing.
"I'm too distracted to write a novel. That's a huge commitment." I said sullenly. "I need inspiration."
"You could write about how good your boyfriend is at sex." Kyle said with a sly grin.
"So, an encyclopedia then?" I joked. Kyle was prodigious as far as sex was concerned.
"I was thinking more like Lord of the Rings, but about sex." He said smugly.
"What's the ring in this story, your cock?" I shot back.
"Don't ruin the ending." He said and kissed me again. I loved how quick and clever he was, and how fucking sexy. "Let's go home so you can polish the ring."
"Oh, my favorite thing to polish." I told him and punctuated it with a kiss. "Have I told you lately how much I love you?" I asked my boyfriend.
"Yes, but tell me anyway." He said back to me, his eyes were moist as they often were when we talked about our feelings.
"I love you so much that I can't stand it sometimes. The feeling is so big that I feel like my heart isn't enough to contain it." I said and held him close.
"Oh, Jack. I feel the same." He said with a sniff. We held each other in the parking lot, not caring at all what anyone might think.
I kissed Kyle softly and we got in the car for the drive home. Kyle sweetly held my hand as he drove us home. We covered the trip in good time and pulled into the garage.
"Any thoughts on what you want for dinner tonight?" My boyfriend asked me. I didn't think I'd ever get tired of the fact that Kyle loved to cook for me, for all of us really.
"I could murder a burger. I have a craving for meat." I said letting the double entendre land, knowing that he would take the bait, as he always did.
"I can accommodate that request before diner." He smiled at me. We got out of the car and held hands as we rode the elevator to our floor.
We arrived in the apartment to find our 'dads' and Kit. "Kit!" Kyle exclaimed and pulled him into a hug.
"Oh, you smell good." Kyle told him. "You smell like....sex." He sniffed him again. "And...daddies!" He said and turned to our 'dads'.
"Oh, you daddies couldn't resist, could you? I get it. Kit is a fucking hot little number. Come on, Kit." Kyle took him by the hand and lead him toward our bedroom. "Coming, Jack?" He called back to me.
Dad and Danny had huge smiles on their faces. "Go on." Dad told me. "I'm sure you'll enjoy. I know that we did. That guy is something else."
"Glad that you two had some fun." I said before following Kyle and Kit. I was hot on their heels and closed our bedroom door behind me, though I'm not sure why. Dad and Danny were more than welcome to join in, though I didn't know how Kit would take it. A threesome is one thing but five is an orgy.
Kyle held Kit by the shoulders and turned him to face me. "You first, Jack." He said with a smile. I leaned in and pressed my lips against Kit's. He leaned in and kissed me back.
Our tongues explored each other's mouths as Kyle watched us. Kyle was a prodigy of the perverse. It would not surprise me one bit if he got turned on by watching me fuck another guy or be fucked by one.
Kit pulled away slowly and got to his knees. "Show me those big cocks." He said as he stripped off his shirt. Kyle and I followed suit and stripped down then moved closer to him. He took Kyle in his mouth and stroked me.
Kyle leaned closer and we kissed as Kit moved from his cock to mine, stroking one and sucking the other in turn. "Mmm." Kit moaned. "I love your cocks." He said between mouthfuls.
One of the things I loved about my family is that we were all willing to be open sexually with no jealousy. Kyle was my first, then my dad, then Matty, and now just about anyone, within reason. We'd been lucky to find attractive young men who wanted to fuck.