Yes, they love a threesome, altogether, not a stitch of clothing on, romping freely on the bed, happy to take turns ploughing the same furrow, unpertu...rbed by whatever juices may flow. I tell them it's a lot of fun being with two guys at once who are not afraid of each other's erections. I hear ya, says one. Amen to that, says the other. I stand up. Time to go, boys. Pleasure meeting you. Hubby will be back from his dreary sport shortly. Gotta run."See you again?" says one of them , fingers. You need a bigger one." "Thank you, Mom!" By this time, Mom was done curling her own hair. She set Lulu down while she changed clothes and put on her nightgown and a lace bonnet not unlike Lulu's. "Mom, you look pretty in curlers!" "Thank you, dear Lulu. When you were a boy, you never said anything like that." "Will you read me a story?" "I'd love to read you a story." There was no Yoyo nightmare. When she got up, Lulu realized that this was no game, that she was a girl for good. Never. "Do it Aaron, Fill me up with your cum. Put a bastard in my womb."And then we were both orgasming for what seemed like forever. I pumped blast after blast of semen into her pussy and her own juices combined with it to make a mess between us. The last couple of thrusts were slow and there were squelching sounds coming from our crotches.As we finished I turned into a 69 and we cleaned each other off with our mouths.We lay on our backs and tried to catch our breath."That was great, but I can't. “That’s me in the flesh,” Damien grinned as he closed the door and Roger worked on fixing the lock, “Damien Martin, man of the house and one of the editors of the Volunteer. This young man here is Amos Clark, one of our star investigative reporters, I assure you.”“And this is Will, my new boyfriend. Well, one of them. This here is Umberto, my other new boyfriend,” Amos chuckled, “Yes, this is a big one and no girls allowed. Nothing personal. I’m just an all-out, totally committed, one hundred.