Christmas. The most wonderful time of the year OR the most hyped-up over commercialised time of the year? Who cares if you have some wonderful time to spend with the people who make you happy. I had a great dinner with my own family, ending in some amazing lovemaking with my boyfriends despite wanting to keep things 'PG' while my grams was there.

I think everyone knew, if the glances in my direction when I came down to see them off were anything to go by. Grams even told me to make sure to take my vitamins so I don't get sick from all the... ahem, exercise. I tried to laugh it off. Oh well, I was young and I am only going to live once. My dad just shook his head and said they couldn't stay for the night.

I had a busy week planned. Christmas eve was to be spent with my own family. Christmas day was over at the Baumann's house. Boxing day was spent shopping with friends. The next day was clean up at my house, since we didn't leave the decorations up for the New Years party my parents always held. Day after that was back to hanging with my boys. You get the picture.

I had not yet wrapped any of my gifts the day before Christmas so I had to do that for hours in preparation for the next day. I hoped everyone liked what I got them. I had even done all those extra chores over the summer to get more allowance to buy things, so my boys should be very proud of me. I was sleeping well, even with all the overthinking and teasing that had gone on over the last few months.

The holidays were a blur, like most things that are fleeting and full of movement. I can't pinpoint exactly what I did for most of the time, just slight memories of laughter and then sharp clear ones of the best moments. Like opening my gift from my boys, seeing the twisted metal of the ring made of two rings wrapped around each other and realising what it symbolized.

I cried at that of course. It was a promise ring, but it was something solid that I could keep with me. Mr. Baumann gave me a wink and I knew he must have had something to do with it too. The boys loved their sweatshirts and wore them all day. Mrs. Baumann made awesome food and acted like a teenager with her husband.

The other brothers gave me an awesome gift, Sam's card said "Sorry I'm an *sshole" and Dan's said "You give the best belly-rubs." It made me laugh anyways when I opened my new gaming console from them. Apology officially accepted! I gave them both hugs and I think I heard a sigh of relief when Gabe whispered that they were no longer banned from my presence.

I have to admit I was a little consumed playing my new game from their parents in the afternoon. They were nice enough to let me plug it in my new console to their television so I could get right on it. They even brought me cookies and snacks while I destroyed stuff. I drank at least three glasses of eggnog and I think they slipped some rum in it because I needed a nap before dinner.

When I woke up, the whole house smelled like stuffing and pie. My mouth was watering from the smells wafting from the kitchen. I got up and made my way through the house to the sounds of laughter in the living room. Sam was on the couch with a guy I hadn't met before. He introduced me to his boyfriend, Anish, and we shook hands politely.

He was one hot mother-f*cker. He had thick black hair, stony black eyes, heavily tanned skin, and a rumbling voice that screamed authority with a sexy accent. I would have been terrified to meet him in a back alley and it was strange to see Sam acting almost meek around him. I guess you can't really judge a book by its cover. Hopefully this guy would be good for him.

Dan was on the floor playing with a puzzle that Gabe had gotten him. He still hadn't figured it out yet. I walked over and gave him a scratch on his head before flopping on the other couch between my boys. They were arguing about who's turn it was to help set the table. I put up a hand to silence them and told them if they couldn't come to an agreement then they both had to go.

Anish raised an eyebrow when both boys got up, still pouting, and went into the kitchen to help. I grinned and stretched out on the couch like I hadn't just gotten up from a nap. Dan was growling about his toy, so I took it and showed him how to slide the piece so it came apart. Then I put it back together and handed it back. He tried himself, and it didn't budge. The look of betrayal he shot me was hilarious.

"Dinner is ready boys, come on in to the dining room." Mr. Baumann announced from the door. I followed him into the beautiful room and gasped at the sheer volume of food laid out. It was a teenage boy's dream, truly it was. There was lots of meat, stuffing, mashed potatoes, salad, pasta, veggies with rice, and more all laid out for us to choose from.

I grabbed a plate and loaded up. It was all so delicious that I had two plates and then dessert. I had to stop eating like this or it would definitely go to my gut and *ss. The boys might not mind, but I didn't want to be unhealthy. Either way, it was done now. I tried to belch discretely to the side, but accidentally did it in Rafe's ear as he was reaching for some butter.

"Sexy babe. Real sexy." He drawled as I blushed next to him. The other boys were laughing at us. I asked to be excused so I could wallow in embarrassment elsewhere. Thankfully Mrs. Baumann took pity on me and let me go. I ran out of there and hid in the boys' room, not going back to my video game but just flopping on the bed to wait for them.

It didn't take long for them to come and join me. They sandwiched me on the bed and hugged me tight. I hummed in pleasure at the feeling. Just the weight was nice as their arms crushed me to the mattress. I felt full from dinner and it was making me sleepy again even though I had napped earlier. I was glad the twins' parents didn't expect us all to hang out in the living room or anything.

"Hey sweetheart..."

"Do you want your last Christmas present now?" I groaned as they whispered to me. I shook my head, not wanting to move and still feeling like I was bursting with food.

"Nope. I think I need to wait an hour after eating." I mumbled. They laughed.

"That's just with swimming silly." Rafe teased me. Gabe was licking my earlobe and making me squirm.

"I think it's a good principle for any activity. Unless you want me to burp in your face some more." I bargained with him cheekily. He shook his head and rolled his eyes. I got a peck on the nose before my head was tucked securely underneath his chin. I closed my eyes and let myself drift into a food-coma for a bit. I wasn't quite asleep, but I wasn't totally awake either.

I could vaguely hear my boys whispering to each other in their low voices. The calming circles being drawn on my arm and the gentle plucking at my hair helped to lull me into a state where I felt utterly boneless and comfortable. I was listening to the thump of their heartbeats more than their words. At some point I snuggled in closer to Rafe, and felt Gabe shift himself back flush against me.

I could feel his half-wood against my butt and it was making me think about them that way. Just that subtle move changed my line of thought enough to get my blood pumping. My c*ck slowly starting waking up, faster than my brain could catch up to the situation. I was now thinking about how much better it would be if we were naked. Yep. Much better.

I pulled at Rafe's shirt and he got the hint enough to pull back and yank it off himself. I elbowed Gabe and he grunted before taking his off too. They helped me with mine, which was good since I still felt kind of boneless. Our trousers were harder to remove without breaking apart. I kicked mine off once they were far enough down my legs and didn't really care if they made it off the bed or not.

Once we were just a mass of muscles and flesh pushing and stroking each other... I heard the pop of the lube bottle and felt Gabe start poking around the back. It didn't take long before he could easily shove a few fingers in and out of my hole while I kissed his brother. Rafe tangled his tongue with mine and plucked at my chest to make me mewl with shock at the jolt of sensation.

Gabe wasted no time at all before thrusting his hips and seating his d*ck deep inside me. I gasped and sighed at the heat of having him open me up. I felt his arm wrap around my chest and he bent me backwards to lay on his chest. Rafe opened my legs and lifted my knees up so he could look at his brother buried deep inside me.

"Are you ready Theo?" He asked me sweetly with a smile. I nodded and panted from the anticipation of what was coming next. I felt him line up close to Gabe's c*ck, after worming a finger in and pulling a bit to stretch me and lubing himself up. Then he pushed against the edge, trying to slide in next to him. I gritted my teeth a little at the pressure and then hissed at the stinging pain as his head popped in.

"F*ck... I don't... I can't..." I whimpered as my ass throbbed. Gabe kissed my ear and told me what a good job I was doing. He pinched my chest to distract me as Rafe pushed himself inside slowly. It was like having two metal poles shoved in there. Both of them were hard as a rock, the flesh hot and unyielding as it speared me. Rafe pulled out a bit and pushed back in, rubbing against us both and rocking Gabe to thrust deeper alongside him.

It was awkward and tight, but felt really good. Gabe couldn't thrust all the way in with Rafe all the way in and vice versa. They took turns pumping their hips to create friction for the three of us. I just did my best not to tense up and cause myself pain. I let myself flop between them and closed my eyes to enjoy the feeling of having them both inside me at the same time, finally.

I was full to bursting. The strange dance inside me was both fulfilling and weird. Like two snakes slithering up, letting in the cool air, hitting new places inside each time and then retreating to let the other take its place. They fell into a rhythm of one being out while the other was further in, never leaving me empty of their heat for a second. The pace sped up and I was gasping as I tried to stay relaxed to accommodate them.

Gabe pounded in hard while Rafe easily rocked in next to him. I felt Gabe fill me up and Rafe sloshed it around as he kept going to his own climax. Gabe hissed as his brother slid against his sensitive pr*ck. I felt a second load shoot inside and Rafe pulled out. Now only Gabe was inside, pounding hard with his over-sensitised appendage.

Rafe watched, sticking his fingers in to let their cumm ooze out around them as his brother made it foam with friction. I felt another pulsing load go inside before Gabe let himself flop out. Rafe bent down and I felt his mouth at my gaping hole to lap up the cumm that spilled out of me. His hands held my thighs open wide as Gabe's reached down to stroke my hard c*ck.

That was what sent my over the edge into my own org*sm. The feeling of his hands on my thighs, a hot tongue rimming me, and the nibble of my sexy boyfriend on my ear as he wrung out my c*ck all at the same time. It was enough twice over to have me shooting my own load onto my stomach. Then my boys let me lay back as Gabe cleaned me up with his lips before Rafe brought a towel.

I was sated. I had done what I thought was impossible. It had been exciting and amusingly mundane at the same time. Our whole relationship was so... well extra if I had to label it... that it seemed almost normal to make love to two c*cks at the same time. I wanted to do it again. Although as Rafe wiped me and it stung a bit, I thought maybe it could wait a little bit before the next time after all.