In his car, I took a moment to examine Ben, his face that is, close up. He didn’t like to talk about it, but everyone knew he was descended from Norwegian nobility, and it showed. His arms and shoulders appeared carved from stone, broad and muscular. His nose was an equilateral triangle protruding from his perfectly clear face like an eagle’s beak. His hair, although wavy in the back, was perfectly straight in the front, falling over his forehead at exactly the right length, a brilliant shade of gold. His features gave me the impression that he was sent to earth only to fuck, so that as many as possible could be as gorgeous as him.

“Ben?” I said.

“Yeah?” he responded.

“How did you know I was gay?”

“Oh, it was totally obvious. You’ve been drooling over me since freshman year. I waited until now to act on it because I thought you’d get someone who was gay by now.” Ben must have been joking. The gay market at Southfield didn’t exist.

“Well, you can see why I couldn’t resist.”

“Yeah,” he said, with a smile that made his face glow, his perfect teeth, and bulging cock, in full view. He took pleasure in realising the fact that people would die just to touch him, realising that countless girls and boys masturbated every night thinking of him. “Here we go,” he said, pulling into his driveway. Protected by two sets of iron gates and crafted from stone, his house resembled a fortress. We both exited his BMW and entered the house through the side door.

Putting his keys down on the table, he turned to me, and said, “I’m going to go start up the hot tub outside. You’re welcome to do whatever. Ted is probably upstairs.” With the last sentence, he couldn’t hold back a smile. Ted was a couple years older than me, I remember, a freshman or sophomore at a party school in California. Having only spent a year or so with Ted in high school, I had forgotten what he looked like, so I was eager to see him again.

“OK. That sounds cool” I said.

“Well have fun. Don’t tell him I told you this, but Ted’s totally in the closet,” Ben said, with his eyebrows raised. Any member of Ben’s family, with Ben’s genetics, I would be more than willing to meet. After pulling myself away from Ben, I ran upstairs and started searching rooms for Ted.
I heard a noise coming from a distant room, a series of drawn out groans. It was Ted pressing weights on a bench in his room.

“Oh, hi!” he said, quitting his exercise to greet me.

“Hi” I responded, stunned by his bulging muscles and commanding physique. He was taller than Ben, maybe six feet tall, with shorter stick straight blond hair, slightly darker. His eyes were deep and attractive, his pectorals and abs visible through his thin white shirt. I could tell he was Ben’s brother from the size of his monstrous cock, an outline visible extending down his Speedo shorts and almost past them. It appeared that any stimulation would expose his meat.

“Are you one of Ben’s friends?” he asked casually.

“Yeah,” I said, equally casually. “…you’re ripped.”

“Thanks,” he responded. “I work at it.” He looked at me, and I looked back, with lust in my eyes. He soon gave me the same look.

“Would you mind if I—” I said, motioning to remove his shirt.

“—sure, go ahead.” He pulled his shirt off himself, walking backwards a little to his bed, where he sat down. As I felt up his chest more gradually, he closed his eyes and breathed heavily. Relaxing more, he lied down. I took off my sneakers and lay on top of him, pressing my lips up against his, kissing him sloppily. If possible, his mouth was even bigger and more muscular than his brother’s. As I made out with him, I ran my fingers through his soft hair. I paused for a moment to gaze at his full body. It was an extraordinary sight: soft facial features and rock hard muscles, a semisoft dick that throbbed against my ass with ferocity. I pulled down his shorts and white briefs, just as difficult to remove as they were for his brother. Before me was a penis gigantic even when compared to his muscles. Falling in between his legs, it pushed against them greatly for room. It was, for all intents and purposes, a third leg, just as his brother’s had been. I lifted it up and it felt as heavy as a brick, falling to one side slightly. Holding one side of it, I ran my tongue up its side from the base, then getting as much as possible in my mouth. Ted moaned and groaned with pleasure. I had gotten to the point where I thought I had given it enough saliva so that it might act as a decent lube, then used two hands and ran them up and down his towering dick. I could feel the blood pumping through it, making it harder and harder, its head growing fuller and fuller. His cock was a soaked fleshy hose glowing with spit, and as I felt his urethra expand, I shoved as much of it as I could down my throat and experienced boatloads of semen pound their way through it, then licking the sweet dew clean from its soft head and shaft. His body and dick, those of Norwegian nobility, both matched his brother’s in value, and I knew that, in the future, I would be equally submissive to Ted’s as I was to Ben’s. I looked down at Ted, and he looked up at me, and we both smiled. I checked Ted’s clock. It was five. By now, Ben had probably set up the hot tub. By now, he had probably had a couple drinks. I knew it was time for me to start partying with him, but a few more minutes with Ted proved too tempting to refuse.