What are Friends For?

I grunted as I hauled the final box from my apartment onto the moving truck. The last of my broken three-year relationship. Not only was I newly single, but I could no longer afford the apartment I had come to call home. I closed the shutter and went back inside to make sure I hadn't forgotten anything. I rubbed my hands together and blew into them, trying to fight off the newly arriving winter chill.

I surveyed the empty abode, the husk of my former life. Various patches of mismatched paint adorned the walls, the ghosts of previously hung family photos. A small tumbleweed of dust and hair blew by, caught by the still active air conditioning. I knew there was nothing left, but I wanted to cling to the last vestige of my previous life for a moment longer.

Elaine and I had met in college, immediately hitting it off. She was studying business, I wanted to teach. A mutual friend, Julia, who was also a business major, introduced us. I hadn't been in a serious relationship before this, and wasn't sure it would become more than a fling. Two dogs and an apartment later, we were officially a couple. That was, until a week ago.

Like many couples do, we had simply drifted apart. Both of our careers always came first, and while we tried to make it work, no amount of counseling, or support from our friends, could salvage us. We started fighting over the smallest thing, and we, eventually, agreed that ending it was best and we parted ways.

Unfortunately, things weren't as amicable as they were on the surface. While I thought things had ended well, I learned that Elaine had started telling people I wass 'cold, distant and emotionally unavailable,' and that she had initiated the breakup because I 'refused to work on our relationship,' or some other bullshit.

The only one of our friends who stayed on my side was Julia. She knew us best, and assured me that Elaine was grieving deeply, and this was a result of that, but still admitted Elaine was being shitty. Plus, Elaine took the dogs, claiming they were actually hers and not ours. That may have hurt the worst, but I wasn't in the mood to fight anymore.

Regardless, I blocked Elaine and her friends on social media and tried to move on. Julia was there, along with her boyfriend, Trey, who I had also grown close to. They had been together since high school, and were obviously very in love. I ended up moving into their apartment complex, just happy to be near friends.

One evening, I was feeling particularly down on myself, so I texted Julia to see if she and Trey were up to anything.

She immediately responded, 'Nothing! You wanna hang? Bring booze if you do lol'

I got off the couch and went to the liquor store down the road. I got the cheapest twenty-four-pack I could afford, and handed the teller the cash. Less than ten minutes later, I was knocking on their door. Again, Julia answered immediately.

She was wearing a band tee and panties, classic home attire. It wasn't unusual to see her like this, as she, and Trey were very casual about how they dressed at home, so I was used to it. I couldn't tell if it was because of my three-month dry spell, but this was the first time I really *noticed* Julia.

She was about five-foot two, fiery red hair, and had more curves than Velma from Scooby Doo. In fact, she could have easily played her in a movie, save for the fact she didn't wear glasses.

"Well, don't just stand there, bartender, get your ass in," she commanded.

Julia was nice, but just like her hair, she could be feisty and didn't take shit from anyone. She may have looked demure on the outside, but if you knew the real Julia, you'd know she could get people to do almost anything.

Trey, on the other hand, was very chill. He was six-foot-one inch tall, just a hair shorter than me, blond, wore glasses, and was a beanpole. He usually wore a tee and briefs around their apartment, but had been wearing baggier clothes recently. I thought nothing of it, but there was something different about him here right then, though I couldn't quite place it.

I obeyed Julia and walked in, setting the beer on the counter. I cracked one open and pounded it right there in the kitchen. It was one of those nights. I tossed them a beer each and opened my second, then put the rest in the fridge.

Julia and Trey were in the middle of an intense game of Mario Kart, so I just sat back and watched for a bit. Trey wasn't very competitive, but you would have thought Julia had money riding on this game. They finished out their last few courses, then popped in Super Smash Bros, which I gladly joined in on. I played as Samus, Julia played Ganondorf, and Trey was Kirby. We made a bet where whoever lost a life had to shotgun a beer. Julia dominated, and I only fared slightly better than Trey.

After a while, we had a good buzz going. Julia and Trey usually got pretty handsy when they were tipsy, and tonight was no exception. They started off innocently enough, just stealing kisses here and there, trying to distract one another from the game. Pretty soon, though, they were full-on making out, Julia grinding in Trey's lap.

Normally, I would take this as my cue to excuse myself and go home. Whether it was because of the beers, or the fact I hadn't had sex since in about a million years at this point, I stayed. I was enjoying the show, and they weren't making any moves to stop me. Pretty soon, I had a hard-on, enjoying the feeling of it pressing against my jeans.

Suddenly, they stopped making out. Julia was staring at me, her emerald green eyes sizing me up, lustfully.

'Oh shit,' I thought, 'she must really be plastered. I better get out of here.'

I moved to get up, though my legs were determined to be uncooperative. Just as I thought I had it, Julia pushed me back down, her foot pressed against my bulge.

"Where do you think you're going?" she asked, her sultry voice had dropped an octave.

"Uhh... I was just..." I stammered.

She pressed down a little harder as I let out an involuntary moan.

"You aren't going anywhere, pet," she demanded.

Sure, she was smaller than me, but something about her voice told me she meant business. I worriedly looked over at Trey, unsure if he was going to be more pissed at her, or at me for not resisting. I didn't know there could be a third option.

Trey was rubbing himself through his underwear, and I could see the beginnings of a wet spot.

'Was he into this?' I turned my attention back to Julia, unsure of what to do.

"I know it's been a while since you've been laid," she said. "Elaine told me you two hadn't fucked for a while, and I know you haven't been out meeting anyone, or else you would have told me. So, I've decided to throw you a bone. It's not healthy being..." she caressed my boner with her foot, "pent up for so long."

It was true, it had been a long time, but this was crazy. Julia and Trey were pretty much my only friends; wouldn't this make things weird? My mind was racing too fast for me to voice any coherent sentence.

Finally, she spoke again. "Look, Adam. If you really don't want to do this, that's cool. We'll just pretend it didn't happen and everything will go back to normal. I'll even help you find a girl. But something..." she emphasized my erection with her foot, "tells me you want this, too. What are you going to do?"

I sat for a moment, unsure of what I wanted. I hadn't really seen Julia like this. Sure, she was assertive, and it was clear she was the dominant one in her relationship, but I never imagined it was like this. Still... there was something enticing about the entire situation. We were close friends, and she stuck around when no one else would. It was just friends helping out friends, right?

"I..." I stopped, taking a moment to make sure this is what I wanted. "I wanna stay."

"Good." Her mouth twisted into a devious grin. "Three things. One: you do exactly what I say, when I say. Two: you don't come until I allow it, and three: today's safe word is 'cardboard.'"

She sat on the couch, spreading her legs. She curled her finger in a 'come hither' motion. I started to stand when...

"No. On all fours, pet."

Hesitantly, I obeyed. This was gonna be weird. I crawled over to her. Once I was within arms reach, she grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled me to her crotch.

"Kiss me."

I stared at her black-lace panties -- They were insanely sexy; a few wisps of her bright red pubic hair peeked out from the sides. Full bushes drove me wild, and just the outline of hers drove me wild. I leaned forward and kissed her fabric covered mound.

She moaned softly, pulling me even closer. "Yeah, just like that," she whispered.

I continued, slowly increasing my vigor. Eventually, I was trying to push through the fabric with my tongue, desperate to taste her labia. Her juices began to seep through -- the taste and aroma was intoxicating. Her moans grew louder as she squeezed my head between her legs, nearly suffocating me. I brought my hands up, grabbing two handfuls of her ass, shoving my face even deeper between her creamy thighs. She cried out as she came, soaking my face in her juices.

She relaxed, releasing my head from her legs. She pulled me up by the hair for a kiss. She bit my lower lip, sucking her cum from my face. It was the hottest thing I had ever experienced. She pulled back and took her shirt off.

She had been wearing a black and red corset underneath her shirt, and it accentuated her amazing tits. Did she normally wear that at home? They were milky white, topped with perfect, quarter -- sized pink nipples, each one pierced with little silver rings. They were probably smaller than I thought, but they looked enormous on her small frame. Definitely a good handful each, I guessed.

Next, she pushed me down on the floor as she pulled her panties off and squatted over my face.

"You didn't think I was finished, did you? I'm not some one-and-done girl. You better make me come at least two more times."

I didn't argue. I reached up, pulling her waist down as I buried my tongue in her hot snatch.

She gasped. "I... didn't tell you to go yet..." she whispered, her head thrown back in pleasure as she rode my face.

Her beautiful, untamed bush tickled my nose as my tongue writhed inside her. I scarcely noticed my pants and underwear being pulled off as I continued my work, alternating between tonguing and sucking on her engorged clit while squeezing her plump ass. She bucked wildly, calling out my name as she approached her second orgasm.

Then, without warning I felt a strange, constricting sensation on my cock, then something warm and wet engulfed it. It took me a moment to remember that there was a third person here. Trey! I had never done anything with a guy before, but I made no move to stop it. The feeling of eating a hot girl out while getting my dick sucked was transcendent. Julia finally came as I felt my cock hit the back of Trey's throat, and I inhaled sharply. Holy shit, this just went from crazy to batshit, but I was all for it.

Julia climbed off me as I looked down, and then it hit me -- the thing that was different about Trey.

He was completely nude, his short, blond bob swaying as he worked his mouth over my shaft. His hips had a bit more curve than I anticipated, and it looked like he had a hint of breasts. Not in a man-boob sort of way, but in a natural, feminine way.

Julia read my mind. "Trey has been on HRT (hormone replacement therapy) for a while," she explained. "They've been hiding the changes for a bit until they were more comfortable showing, so you're getting a sneak peek. Oh, also Trey prefers 'they' now

I nodded, only marginally aware of what was happening. I had a beautiful woman who just rode my face until completion, and now a cute enby (non-binary) who was expertly blowing me. I completely forgot about Elaine.

"Trey, babe, don't finish him quite yet," she commanded.

Trey pulled their mouth off my cock with a loud pop, wiping the drool from their lip as they smirked. Trey sat obediently for Julia's next directive.

At this point, I noticed Trey had put a cock ring on me. I guessed this night was going to last a while.

"Stand up, Adam."

I complied. She sat back on the couch, and motioned for Trey to come over. They crawled over, positioning their face between Julia's legs. They clearly had this choreographed.

"Lie down with your head on my lap," she sighed as Trey got to work.

I lay down, unsure of what was next.

She moved her breast to my face, her nipple pressing against my lips. "Be a good boy and I'll give you a treat."

Understanding, I began softly licking her nipple, playing with the ring piercing.

"Don't worry, you can be rough," she said.

I gently nibbled as she coaxed me further. Testing her resolve, I full-on bit her. She squealed in delight, and that was how I knew where to stop. Pretty soon I was sucking, biting and pulling the ring with my teeth.

Her treat was a handjob. She started slow, teasing the tip with her finger. Pre-cum was freely flowing from my dick, so she had no shortage of lubricant. She began swirling her finger around the head, paying extra attention to the frenulum and skin on the underside of my shaft. My hips started moving instinctually as she finally wrapped her hand around the base.

"Fuck my hand," she demanded.

I started moving, making sure not to forget my primary purpose of her pleasure. She squeezed my cock, alternating the pressure which drove me wild. I continued to work her nipple fiercely, even biting the soft flesh of her breast as she whimpered, savoring both the pleasure and the pain. Soon, I was thrusting away with all my strength, desperate for release.

"Are you close, pet?" she asked.

I nodded frantically.

She let go of me, my hips bucking fruitlessly into the air.

"Remember, you don't come until I tell you," She smirked, enjoying the power she had over me.

I whined, my ass clenched and legs tensed as I had been so close, yet was denied. My dick ached as I almost came, but release never arrived.

Trey and I finished Julia off, and we all took a short break. After a few minutes, Julia told us she would be right back. She came back seconds later, with a large strap-on. I was fairly vanilla in my porn viewing, but I definitely knew it was a dragon dildo.

My eyes widened, but she reassured me.

"This isn't for you, pet," she explained. "I won't be plowing your boy hole tonight, but you might change your mind next time."

Next time? My mind raced with the possibilities.

"Adam!" She snapped me out of it. "Did you enjoy Trey's mouth?"

I nodded, still a bit dazed by the whole situation. Trey crawled over to me, their full lips brushing against my shaft, eliciting a small gasp. Trey grasped my cock, lightly tonguing my balls as they pumped their hand. I noticed Julia grab Trey's hips from behind, and a low moan escaped their throat. I heard the telltale slapping of flesh, and knew that Julia was fucking Trey.

"Yeah... you like that? You like how I fill your hot little hole?"

"Mmph, yes ma'am..." Trey moaned, then worked my pole further into their mouth. Soon, I was full-on-throat-fucking Trey, and it felt amazing. They used their tongue in a way I never thought possible, and I panted like a dog in heat.

Suddenly, I felt something press against my anus. I jerked up in shock. I had definitely never done anything like that, but their gentle motions assuaged my concerns. It felt weird, but it also felt nice.

I knew whatever creator made us had a sense of humor putting men's G-spots in their asses, so I just let it happen, curious as to what Trey would do. Before long, their entire middle finger had pushed past any resistance, and curled up, teasing my prostate. I groaned louder than I ever had in my life, my dick feeling like it was on fire. The combined stimulation was brain melting, and I grabbed a fistful of Trey's blond locks in approval. They added their ring finger and were working hard to edge me.

Again, just as I was about to climax, everything stopped. Trey pulled away, and I was suddenly acutely aware of the emptiness in my ass. I sighed in frustration, cursing under my breath. Julia stood above me, her juices dripping down her smooth thighs. She was clearly insane from arousal, and I could only imagine what she had in store next.

"Well," she started, "looks like you might be a little butt-slut, after all. I have just the thing for you..." She had changed the dildo on her strap-on, this one a smaller, generic phallus. She lazily stroked the shaft as she propped my legs on her shoulders, rubbing the head at my entrance.

"You want it, pet?" She asked, that sultry, commanding voice utterly irresistible.

My curiosity outweighed any fear I had. Sure, I was way out of my comfort zone here, but I never felt in danger, even for a moment. This was clearly a safe space, and if anything, I could always shout out 'cardboard'.

I nodded quickly, "Yes, yes, I want it..."

"Beg me for it. Tell me how much you want mommy's cock."

"I want it bad. I want it so bad, I need it to fill me up." The words sounded like they were coming from someone else using my voice. I didn't know where this new fire came from, but it just felt right.

"Good boy," she said, as she pressed into me.

I felt the head push past my sphincter, my back arching in response. This was very different from Trey's fingers, but it was intoxicating nonetheless. I had gone from being a generic, straight guy to a bicurious slut in the span of an hour, and it felt like coming home. As Julia slowly worked her cock further in, I looked over at Trey, hungrily.

They sat obediently on the floor, cock dripping with passion. I opened my mouth and stuck my tongue out slightly, drooling with desire. They got the hint and came over. I was throwing caution to the wind, eager to try anything and everything. Trey positioned their gorgeous member and brushed the tip against my lips. I lapped up their juices, the flavor heady and sweet, like wine.

"Holy shit, did we just fully corrupt you?" Julia asked, breaking character for a moment.

I said nothing, pulling Trey by the hips to take in more of their dick. It wasn't large, about the size of the dildo Julia was fucking me with (I would learn later that it was an exact replica of Trey's) so it wasn't difficult; though, I had to push past my gag reflex. It was my first time, after all.

I didn't know exactly what to do, so I just did what I imagined felt good, which apparently was enough to make Trey bury their hips into my face. They were completely hairless, their smooth skin felt like silk against my nose, cheeks and chin.

A devilish idea entered my head, so I reached down with one finger, lubing it up with my saliva, and reached back to penetrate Trey. They yelped in surprise, but their whimpering told me it was the right call.

It suddenly occurred to me that Trey could possibly cum, I had no idea how to gauge their limit. The idea of their cum spilling down my throat only put a fire in me as I swirled my finger around, working my tongue overtime.

Julia continued to pound my virgin hole, my voice jumping an octave as I whined in ecstasy. She teased my throbbing cock with her hand, massaging my testicles and lightly slapping my cock around. It was degrading, but I only wanted more.

Just as I thought I was going to finish off Trey, they pulled away at the last second. I looked down at Julia, who had stopped thrusting. She gingerly pulled out of me, casting the strap-on aside.

"You've been such a good boy, I'm going to let you cum now," she whispered in my ear. She lay back on the couch and pulled her legs up, exposing her drenched snatch and asshole.

"Clean me first," She commanded.

I dropped to my knees and got to work. I slathered my tongue along each and every square inch, nook and cranny. I had never tasted a woman's ass before, and holy shit was it hot. The taboo was half of the arousal, the other was the medley of her scent and vaginal flavor. I made sure she was pristine, and she grabbed me by the shirt I was somehow still wearing, and forced her tongue down my throat. I felt a hand position my cock at her tight entrance, and I pushed forward.

She felt amazing. She had this insane control of her pelvic muscles that was indescribable. It was otherworldly -- each time I pulled away, she sucked me back in with just the force of her grip. She worked me like this, wrapping her legs around and pulling me in deeper. I wasn't very big, just about the same size as Trey, but I could tell she was enjoying me nonetheless. I reached down to rub her clit which made her ravenous, undulating her hips as we fucked with abandon. I felt a familiar sensation behind me, and realized Trey was about to fuck me. I couldn't wait.

They pushed their cock fully into me with one motion, their head pressing against my prostate. The sensation made my head spin. Here I was, fucking and getting fucked by two hotties. My life was perfect.

Trey began moving their hips, the smacking of our combined flesh and moans of pleasure reverberated off their living room walls. I still have no words to describe how incredibly arousing this all was. I never wanted it to end.

Finally, after hours of dirty, kinky sex, I was allowed to release. I tried to pull out, wanting to finish all over Julia's perfect tits, but she wouldn't let me.

"No... inside me! Breed me!" She demanded.

I had no time to argue. Julia locked her legs around me as Trey pounded me from behind, and it sent me over the edge. Jet after jet of hot cum burst forth, quickly filling Julia's tight passage. My knees went weak, I was struggling to stand as my orgasm washed over me, but it was just beginning.

As I clamped down on Trey's cock, they also began to come. I felt their hot, sticky load shoot inside me, warming my belly. The sensation was heavenly. My ass continued to milk Trey for every drop, as my own orgasm subsided.

The three of us collapsed in a heap of sweat and sex, struggling to regain our breath.

"Was it... good... for you, Adam?" Julia barely managed.

"Fuck yeah..." I sighed, completely and utterly spent. I looked over at Trey, lying flat on their back.

"How was it for you, Trey?" I asked.

They simply gave a thumbs up, clearly too exhausted to speak.

We lay there for a while longer, Trey and Julia eventually falling asleep.

I stayed up for a bit, questioning just about everything. 'Was I gay now? Not that there was anything wrong with that, of course. I guess I was at least bisexual, but was I always like this?' I decided to try and sleep off my identity crisis and reassess things later...

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I awoke the next morning to the sound of the front door shutting and crinkling paper bags being shuffled around. I looked over, spotting Julia and Trey walking in with breakfast.

"Morning, stud," Julia called out. "Sorry, you were sound asleep, so I picked for you. I'll bring it over, you must be starving."

How the hell were they so chipper? Sure, I felt great, but I also had a bit of a hangover.

"You guys seem bright eyed and bushy tailed," I said, as I rubbed my temple.

"Oh yeah, sorry I forgot it was your first time with us. Don't worry, you'll get used to it." Julia set a bag down in front of me, the delicious aroma curing my hangover somewhat.

"Yeah, you get used to it. Need to keep up your strength," Trey said, digging into their own bag.

I opened mine. It was a breakfast bagel with eggs, bacon and cheese, plus hash browns.

"Oh, bless you two," I said, as I dug in.

We sat on the couch and ate, Julia in the middle and Trey and I on either side. I took a few bites, but stopped in the middle of my bagel to speak up.

"So, about last night..."

"What about it?" Julia asked, still working on her hash browns.

"I just... I don't know what any of it means. It was amazing, don't get me wrong, but..."

"It doesn't have to mean anything, unless you want it to," she replied. "Do you want it to mean something?"

It was a fair point. Plenty of people had friends with benefits, and just because it was my first threesome, and bisexual to boot, didn't mean it was the end of the world.

"Look, babe," Julia started, "lots of straight guys take cocks in their asses. Men get pegged by their wives and girlfriends all the time. The only difference here is that one of those cocks was attached to a human being this time."

Trey remained silent, letting Julia do the talking. This was generally their relationship; Julia was in charge, and Trey didn't seem to mind.

I thought about what she said, and she was right. It wasn't like I'd become a different person, now. In fact, I felt more like myself than I had in a long while. Something awakened in me that had clearly been there the entire time. There was no "turning gay," it just was what it was.

I felt better. I returned to my bagel, feeling renewed. After I finished, I got dressed and returned to the living room. Trey had gone to the bathroom, and it was just Julia and I. I sat next to her. I began to speak, but she shushed me.

"Listen, Adam, we had a great time last night. If it's really bugging you, we don't ever have to talk about it again. In fact, if you could never look either of us in the eye again, that would be fine. I just want to make sure you're really okay about what happened."

I shook my head. "It's fine, really. I thought about it, and it's all good. I had a great time too, I really needed it. I've been hung up on what happened with Elaine, and as much as I've tried to just forget it, I haven't been able to let go. I think this is the first step in getting over it, so thanks for that."

I smiled and gave her a hug. She hugged me back, gently stroking my hair.

"I'm glad this helped," she said. "Plus," her voice became a whisper, "I've been wanting to do this for a long time."

I pulled away from her, surprised. "Really?"

"Oh my god, yes," she shook her head vigorously. "Ever since we met. Watching you take Trey's cock has been a fantasy for years, and I could only imagine your pussy-eating skills. I have to say, Elaine didn't do you justice."

I laughed. "Yeah, well, we were pretty vanilla. The wildest thing she ever let me do was fuck her tits, and she hated it the whole time. That was a good birthday."

It was Julia's turn to laugh. "Well, if you stick around, your next birthday might be even better."

My cock jumped in response.

"What are you saying, exactly?" I asked. Was she asking me to be their fuck buddy?

"Adam, it doesn't do you one bit of good sulking all by yourself in that sorry excuse for an apartment you have." Her bluntness hurt, but again, she spoke the truth. "I'm not asking you to marry us, just... maybe hang out more often."

Julia was pressing her breasts together as she spoke, and it was clear she was braless. A master manipulator, this one.

"You had fun last night, right?" she asked. "Why not keep having fun?"

I would have been a fool to say no. Besides, I wasn't about to go on another three-month sexless streak, especially not after last night. I needed more, and Julia knew it.

"Yeah, okay," I relented.

"Good," she said, the devilish grin returning. "You're mine now, Adam."

Without warning, she jumped on my lap, straddling me. She kissed me deeply, forcing her tongue past my lips to take what she wanted. She grabbed both of my hands and planted them on her voluptuous ass. I dug my fingers into the soft, pliable flesh as I kissed her back. Our tongues wrestled as she reached up and grabbed two handfuls of my hair. She moaned into my mouth, as she forcefully ground her hips against mine. My cock immediately stood at attention.

She abruptly pulled away, standing up as she wiped her lips. Getting teased and left high and dry was going to take some getting used to.

"Not yet, pet," she cooed. "Later."

She sauntered away as Trey returned, plopping down onto the couch. Trey pulled their phone out and started scrolling.

I leaned over and whispered, "Is she always this horny? I had no idea she was like that."

"Oh yeah, she's a total slut," Trey said at full volume, never looking away from their phone. "Unabashedly so. Always has been."

"Damn right," Julia called from the other room.

"Has she always been a tease?" I asked.

"One time I wasn't allowed to cum for a month," Trey stated. "Sex every night, no release allowed. I ended up getting dehydrated, had to go to the hospital. Longest we go now is a week, max."

"I would think the opposite would be true..." I muttered. I was a little afraid, but my newfound lust outweighed that fear.

After chilling for a couple hours, we all decided to go out. It was Saturday, and we had no obligations. I was only getting sub jobs at schools at the time, so it wasn't like I had papers to grade or anything.

We went to our favorite watering hole -- the Barcade. They had drinks aplenty, and tons of classic arcade and pinball machines. I had maintained the undisputed high score on the Jaws pinball machine for the last year, and checked to see if I had any worthy challengers. There were none. I settled on the nearby Star Wars machine, as Julia and Trey played Mortal Kombat. The owner poked his head out from the backroom and greeted us. We were his best customers, after all. He kept Free Play on his machines, the walk-ins inevitably getting wasted while playing Donkey Kong or BurgerTime paid for the machines. Plus, the food was great.

After we had our fill of bar food and games, we walked around the mall. Julia wanted to stop by the lingerie store, and she and Trey disappeared into the dressing rooms. I milled around, window shopping the nearby businesses until they were finished. They walked out with a bag each, and we visited a couple other places and then headed back home.

They put their new purchases away, and we sat back on the couch. Trey plugged in their Nintendo Switch and booted up Animal Crossing to do some daily errands while Julia and I watched. Trey had been playing this same file for years, but still derived enjoyment from fishing, catching bugs and decorating their house. I never saw the point, but smiled at the clear enjoyment it brought Trey.

After they finished, we turned on a movie. It was some goofy Netflix original that we would quickly forget the plot to, mostly because Julia had other designs. She excused herself, and Trey followed. My head swirled at the possibilities.

Finally, they returned. They were wearing bathrobes -- Julia's a silky red and Trey's a dark gray. They stood in front of the TV, and Julia dropped her robe first.

She was wearing a red-lace getup -- bra, panties, and garters. If her breasts had looked amazing with the corset, they looked even better under the bra. My jaw dropped.

"Guess he likes it," she chuckled. "Go ahead, babe, show him."

Trey dropped their robe. They were wearing a similar set, but in black. The fabric was a stark contrast to Trey's pale skin. The blood left my brain and went straight to my groin. I wasn't used to seeing Trey in this light, and I had to admit, I was insanely attracted to them. My eyes drifted down from their chest to their toned stomach, and finally to the growing bulge in their panties. I unconsciously bit my lip as the fabric stretched.

"We're going to do something a little different tonight, pet," Julia said.

I looked at her, dumbfounded.

"You're gonna fuck Trey, and I'm gonna watch," she commanded. She adopted a mock inquisitive tone, "Is that okay?"

I nodded, my mouth suddenly dry.

Trey sauntered over and straddled my waist, planting their hands on my chest.

"They've been waiting for this, Adam. You better do a good job," Julia demanded.

I pulled Trey in for a kiss. Softly, at first, tracing my hands down their back. They softly gasped into my mouth as I rested my hands on their hips, pressing my crotch against theirs, relishing the sensation of our hard cocks pushing together. I hardly noticed Julia sitting on the nearby love seat, playing with herself as she watched.

I moved my hands from Trey's hips to their delicate chest. I used my thumbs to trace circles around their lace-covered nipples, drawing another soft moan from their lips. Trey slowly unbuttoned my shirt as I went to unclasp their bra. I fiddled with it for a moment, then threw my hands up in defeat. Trey chuckled as they reached back and undid the bra, casting it aside. I pulled my shirt off as well, and they began kissing down my neck, chest, stomach, and then finally, they stopped at my crotch. They quickly undid my belt and I pulled my pants and underwear off, freeing my aching member. As before, Trey expertly slid the cock ring on, and began to work.

The veins stood out on my shaft as they gently stroked it from the base to the tip, brushing the underside of the head. It drove me crazy. I leaned my head back, mouth agape as I groaned, letting Trey perform their magic. They leaned down and planted kisses on the head and licked the underside, eventually engulfing it in their hot, warm mouth. I began gently rocking my hips as I heard a wet, slick noise coming from my right. I looked over and there was Julia, who had pulled her panties to the side and was giving her wet pussy a workout. She had two fingers in with one hand, and was teasing her clit with the other. She had a dildo and lube on the side table, which would shortly be in use, no doubt. My cock hardened even more at the sight.

I returned my attention to Trey, as I gently pulled their head off of my dick. I leaned down to kiss them, then gently pushed them down on the floor. I brushed my lips against their left nipple, taking it between my lips and gently sucking. I reached up to play with the other one, softly rolling it between my thumb and forefinger. Trey gasped sharply, biting their lip. I dragged my tongue down from their nipple to their navel as I continued playing with the other one. I unclipped the garters, taking the waistband of their panties between my teeth and tugged them off.

I was presented with Trey's beautiful penis, a drop of pre-cum leaking from the tip. I saw the inside of the panties were stained as well with their arousal. I hungrily licked it clean, working my mouth down the length of Trey's shaft to the base. They gently grasped two handfuls of my hair as I slathered my tongue along every square centimeter of their shaft, leaving nothing unlicked. I pulled my mouth off and started working on their scrotum. I wasn't sure what to expect, flavorwise, but they didn't really taste like anything, just a hint of soap. I played with them with my tongue, Trey's hips squirming with delight. I moved on to their taint, tonguing it along the way until I reached their anus.

I hadn't seen it up close, but it was a cute, pink pucker. I licked my middle finger and pressed against their entrance, working it in to the first knuckle. Trey moaned as it contracted around my intrusion, and I worked it in slightly further. Eventually, my entire middle finger was in. I let it rest for a moment, not wanting to hurt Trey. I looked up to them for approval as I pressed my ring finger against them, and they nodded. I added the second finger and their cock twitched. Pre-cum was freely flowing from their tip as I began to curl my fingers up, just as Trey had done to me. Trey fruitlessly grabbed at the carpet, their hips bucking as I felt their G-spot. I began to swirl my fingers, pressing into the bulb as they writhed in ecstasy. I grinned with pride as I had Trey eating out of the palm of my hand.

I knew the name of the game in this house was denial, so just as it seemed Trey was going over the edge, I withdrew my fingers. They whimpered, hips thrusting in the air uselessly as they approached orgasm, only to falter at the last second. I heard Julia cry out as she came for the first time.

"Oh, fuck yeah, Adam, that's it! Don't let Trey cum just yet!"

Trey struggled to breathe as their denied orgasm subsided.

I let them cool off for a moment, gently stroking myself to maintain my erection. After a minute, I excused myself to borrow Julia's lube, and applied it generously to my throbbing manhood. I put a glob on my finger and returned to Trey, slathering it on their waiting entrance. I pulled Trey's stocking-covered legs over my shoulders and lined myself up at their waiting entrance. I pushed inside, my head disappearing into their ass.

Trey moaned as I pressed forward, their tight sphincter squeezing every inch that I inserted. Finally, I was fully inside, letting out a satisfied groan. Their cock throbbed in time with their heartbeat, rhythmically contracting onto my shaft. I stayed perfectly still as I reveled at the sensation.

Finally, I withdrew until just the head was inside.

"Are you ready?" I asked Trey.

They nodded frantically. "Please..." they whispered.

I pushed back in to the hilt in one go. My cock pressed against their G-spot, my hips slapping into theirs. Trey let out a girlish moan as I ground my hips against their ass. I pulled back and repeated this motion, over and over, fucking them deeply and slowly. I wanted this to last. I pushed their legs back, surprised to learn how flexible Trey was. I nearly folded them into a pretzel as I continued to fill their hot hole.

The wet noise coming from Julia was louder then; she was working the dildo into her own ass as she continued masturbating, loudly moaning as she watched us fuck.

Suddenly, I had an idea. It was something I had always wanted to try, but never worked up the nerve to give it a shot. Trey yelped as I easily pulled them up, then into a standing position. I held their legs up as I pushed them against the wall, my balls slapping against their ass as I fucked them relentlessly. I looked into Trey's face as their eyes rolled back, shoving my tongue into their mouth. The muffled sounds of their moaning spurred me on as I was now full-speed fucking their tight hole. I was dangerously approaching my own orgasm, determined to pull away at the last possible second, but I failed.

I reached the point of no return and surged past it, my cum boiling inside my balls as it erupted into Trey.

"Fuck, shit, sorry goddammit..." I apologized, as my load spilled into their ass.

At the same time, I felt Trey's anus rhythmically contract as their own orgasm washed over them. They loudly cried as cum roped out of their cock, splashing onto our chests and stomach. The sensation of our simultaneous orgasm was delicious, Trey milked my cock with their ass for all it was worth, and then we were spent.

I gently let Trey down as their knees buckled, so I helped them over to the couch. They lay back, chest heaving, as I gazed at them, admiring their alabaster skin. They were flush with the recent orgasm, which gave them a heavenly glow. Julia was hot, but Trey was beautiful to me.

Julia must have noticed how mesmerized I was, as I felt a wet slap against my stomach. She had thrown her wet dildo at me to grab my attention.

"Hey fucker," she said. "You weren't supposed to cum yet."

"Yeah, sorry about that," I apologized, as I scratched my head, embarrassed.

"You play with fire, you get burned. Simple as," she stated. She sighed as she leaned her head back, her legs still spread. I caught a glimpse of that perfect red bush, hairs plastered against her legs in a mix of cum and lube.

"Still," she said breathlessly, "that little maneuver was pretty hot. I'll give you a pass... this time."

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Things continued like this for the next few months. I was basically living with them at this point, I only went back "home" once a week to make sure the place hadn't burned down. I kept clothes, a toothbrush, my computer, and a couple of other necessities at Julia and Trey's. Once my lease was up, it became Julia, Trey and my place.

Our relationship was evolving. Sure, we were first and foremost fuckbuddies, but it was becoming something more. When Julia would introduce me to people, she did so by calling me her boyfriend, just as she did with Trey. It was strange, but at the same time, it made sense. The three of us weren't just fucking or hanging out, we were cohabitating.

Trey changed, as well. Not just physically, though I spent ample time appreciating their growing breasts and new, curvaceous hips and ass, but also socially. Trey was always an introvert, and while they remained a homebody, they became more outgoing over time. When I really thought about it, though, I had known them about the same amount of time as Julia, but I didn't really *know* Trey.

As it turned out, the reason for that became clear. They never felt comfortable with themselves, and it took years of soul searching to finally understand why. They didn't feel like their body was their own, and through therapy discovered their gender dysphoria, and HRT was their next step. As they learned more and gained access to the tools to shape themselves, their anxieties began to fade. Slowly, they broke out of their shell and became a new person.

I listened intently as Trey described their experience. I was woefully uninformed about the subject, and hearing them speak on it was illuminating. I gained a newfound appreciation and respect for Trey, and I loved watching their steady growth into their true self. Out of curiosity, I asked if they planned on identifying as a woman, or changing their name. They said no, always having liked their name, and never feeling truly like a woman, but something more. Something in between.

My appreciation of Trey's courage slowly grew, from admiration, to infatuation, to love.

It seemed strange to admit it, but I was in love with both of them. Julia, who had always stood by me, even when I was at my lowest, and Trey, whose growth impressed me endlessly. They, in turn, helped me discover my true self. Not just through sexual awakening, but through a personal change, as well.

I began applying myself harder in my career, taking on more opportunities. Soon, I went from an occasional sub to a fully employed teacher, my true passion. I always respected my teachers and professors (at least most of them) and was inspired to follow in their footsteps. The decline and eventual breakup of Elaine and my relationship sapped all passion from my life, and Julia and Trey helped me rediscover that.

Eventually, we moved out of that cramped apartment and into a nice house. Julia's career took off; she became the VP at a major finance firm, due in no small part to her no-bullshit attitude and business acumen; I taught AP Chemistry at a nice private school; and Trey became a moderately successful gaming streamer. The dynamic always remained the same -- Julia was the breadwinner, Trey took care of the house, and there I was, between the two most beautiful creatures I had ever laid eyes on.

Then, one day...

I came home at the end of a particularly brutal day. Teaching AP Chem was no joke. Between trying to get high schoolers to actually absorb the material, to dealing with teenage drama, and everything in between, it could be a tough job. Still, even if I reached one kid, inspired one person, I felt like I had done a good job. All I wanted was to prepare these kids for college and set them on a path of success. It didn't always happen, but when it did, man it felt good.

I set my keys, wallet and ID badge in their normal spot on our front table. It was Friday, and we were nearing the end of the school year, so I was nearly home free, at least for a bit. I kicked my shoes off and walked into the living room.

Our new place was amazing. Three bedroom, two-and-a-half bath, the biggest kitchen I had ever seen, and a living room AND a den area -- it was the perfect house. I grabbed a cold beer and a snack from the kitchen and walked to the living room. This time of day, Trey was probably streaming and Julia was no doubt taking a nap, usually exhausted from the long hours she was working recently. I was excited to plop down in my favorite chair, turn on the TV and...

... there they were. Julia and Trey, standing in the middle of the living room. They both had an expression on their face that I couldn't quite interpret. I was suddenly reminded of the scene with the twins in The Shining. We stood in a standoff for a few moments, silently staring.

"Uh... hey guys?" I said, cautiously.

"Hey," Julia said.

"What's... goin' on?" I asked.

"Well," Trey started, "we wanted to talk to you about something."

"It's important. I know you wanted to veg out for a bit, but this couldn't wait." Julia pulled a small box out of her jeans pocket. Trey did the same.

They both got down on one knee. I was dumbfounded. Julia spoke first, then Trey.

"Adam, for the last six months, we've had an amazing time with you. We went from friends, to fuck buddies, to... something more."

"It was always just the two of us, and we thought that was all we needed. Then, that one fateful night, we realized that there was room for one more. Not just in our bed, but in our hearts."

They both opened their boxes, revealing two obsidian rings.

"Adam," Trey asked, "will you marry us?"

I nearly dropped my stuff. Was this a prank? Surely it had to be.

"Are you guys serious?" I asked.

They both nodded, emphatically.

Trey simply stated, "Adam, you complete us."

This was crazy... and yet, it made perfect sense. We had been a throuple for half a year by then; we were basically married in all but name.

"Wait, we can't get married," I said.

Trey's face dropped, and Julia's expression soured.

"Why the fuck not?" she demanded.

"Because it's illegal! You can't marry more than one person!" I replied.

Julia scoffed. "Who cares? We're not getting up in front of a fucking priest or anything! We're just talking about making a commitment to one another! This isn't a legal thing, it's a love thing!"

"Well, maybe lead with that next time! Jesus, dude." I felt like an ass, but how was I supposed to know she didn't mean *literal* marriage.

I looked over at Trey, who still seemed disappointed.

"Hey," I set my food on the coffee table and knelt down, lifting their chin with my thumb and forefinger. "Look at me."

Trey looked at me with those beautiful, brown puppy-dog eyes.

"I love you." I looked over at Julia. "Both of you. I want to spend the rest of my life right here, with the two of you."

A small smile appeared on Trey's face. "So, does that mean...?"

I nodded. "Yes, I'll marry you two."

Trey beamed, pulling me into a tight embrace. I pulled Julia over and we all hugged, laughing, sniffling, and kissing each other. Julia placed one of the obsidian bands on my left ring finger, Trey placed the second one on my right.

'What will Mom and Dad think? Eh, fuck 'em.'

Slowly, our kisses of excitement became passionate. I turned between them, planting kiss after kiss on both of their beautiful, full lips. Wordlessly, we stood up and headed to the bedroom.

We had come a long way from the carpeted floor and couch of that tiny apartment. We had a California King-size bed, more than enough for the three of us. The mattress was softer than a cloud, and our walk-in closets had ample room for our various gadgets, devices, and every other accessory to enhance our sex lives. This time, though, we didn't need any.

Julia and Trey lay side by side, kissing and running their hands all over each other. I stood at the foot of the bed, admiring the show as I slowly unbuttoned my shirt. Julia pulled Trey's tee over their head, exposing the black-lace bra. Trey had really started filling out recently, and their sumptuous breasts were a sight to behold. They wasted no time in unhooking the bra, exposing their taut, pink nipples.

Julia followed suit, pulling her own shirt and bra off, her pendulous tits jiggling as she undid her pants. God, they were both so sexy. Trey pulled their pants off as well, and I finished disrobing, eager to join the fun.

We lay together, sensually kissing and caressing each other, a writhing mass of passion and love. I took Trey's left nipple between my lips, lightly brushing my tongue against it. They gasped sharply, having become more sensitive due to the hormones. Naturally, eliciting this reaction out of them became my new favorite pastime. Trey gently ran their fingers through my hair, enjoying their body's heightened reactivity.

I reached down to their crotch, gently grasping their growing bulge. I loved the feeling of it extend in my hand, and I began to caress it through the fabric of their panties. Trey returned the favor, grabbing the front of my underwear.

Julia pressed her breasts into my back, nibbling on my neck and ear as she ran her hand down my side. I heard her loudly sick a finger and reach down the back of my underwear to play with my ass.

I got on all fours, pulling Trey's panties off to expose their beautiful cock. I took the tip into my mouth as Julia pulled my underwear off, inserting her finger as she began stroking my shaft from behind, effectively milking me. It was a new thing we had started, and I absolutely loved it.

I engulfed Trey's member in my mouth, reaching up to grab a handful of their left breast. Their back arched as I pushed my middle finger inside them, tickling their G-spot. I added my ring finger, remembering my newly acquired wedding band. I took special care not to finger Trey too deeply, as I didn't want to lose it inside.

I couldn't wait any longer; Julia's work on my dick and ass was pushing me to the edge. I pushed back against her, withdrawing my mouth and fingers from Trey. We took a short break, then I got on top of Trey.

I propped Trey's legs over my shoulders and positioned my aching member at their waiting entrance as Julia straddled their face. Trey reached up to grasp her hips as they dug their tongue into Julia's dripping cunt. She moaned loudly as I pushed into Trey's tight hole. I sighed in satisfaction as I ground my hips into Trey's ass, pressing them into the mattress. Trey tightened around me as they smacked Julia's ass, pulling her harder into their face. Julia reached down to grasp Trey's bouncing cock as I pounded their hot little hole. We moaned each other's names as our hips undulated in tandem, moved only by pure instinct. I felt myself getting close, leaning forward to kiss Julia. She reached her free hand up, grabbing my head and shoving her tongue past my lips as we approached imminent release.

Julia came first, drenching Trey's face in her cum as she cried out, tightening her fistful of my hair. Her legs shook and she nearly doubled over as she humped Trey's mouth, working their tongue for all it was worth.

Trey came next, their hips arching upwards as cum shot onto their chest, stomach, and finally dripped down Julia's hand.

I was last. The combination of Julia's tongue, grabbing my hair, and the rhythmic constricting of Trey's insides sent me over the edge. As I ground my hips into Trey's ass, I emptied my load into them. I gently pulled out of Trey, my cum dribbling out onto the mattress. Julia sucked her fingers as I licked Trey's body clean. We shared a deep kiss, the taste of Trey's cum mingling in our mouths.

We lay back in utter satisfaction; Julia and Trey, my partners in crime. I had never felt so completely safe in my entire life. I planted a kiss on both of their lips, and we drifted happily off to sleep.