To say the student body was in shock was the understatement of the year. It was out, through no fault of my own, that I was now dating the two handsomest guys in our school... maybe our town. I am not sure if it was the fact that they were gay, the fact that they were dating one person together, or the fact that it was me that came as the biggest shock. Probably just all of it.

The boys were confused. The girls were jealous. It was quite obvious that the twins were smitten though. They walked me to my classes. They sat on either side of me at lunch. They followed me to my locker and even tried to sneak a little PDA in the halls. One would block as the other snuck kisses and then they'd swap. It was a little overwhelming, but not unwelcome.

Today was the first day that I would be spending time with them both outside of school. I had agreed to go on a date with them. I was both looking forward to it, and dreading it. I wasn't sure where they wanted to take me on this date, and the uncertainty had me digging through my closet for thirty minutes trying to decide what to wear. Casual? Semi formal? Club worthy? I shook my head and called for my big sister.

"What? Holy cow, this room is a disaster. What happened? Did a bomb go off in your closet?" She was chewing gum and staring at the mess I made while I whined on the floor.

"Sis, you gotta help me. I have a date. I have no idea where they are taking me..." I pulled my hair in frustration. She just held up a hand and glared at me.

"Whoa. Back up. They? As in more than one? What the heck little bro..." She sat next to me and I leaned against her shoulder.

"Okay, so you know how I told you about my fascination with the twins?" I started. She nodded with widening eyes. "I sort of figured out how to tell them apart, confessed to them, and now we are dating. I haven't told mom and dad yet because... well I am not really sure how to." I smiled innocently at her as she started laughing at me.

"Oh my god. You are so screwed. First off, everyone who has the hots for them now probably hates your guts. Second, now you have to satisfy two lovers and you are a virgin. Third, well... good luck telling the parents without one of them fainting." She cackled. At that moment I really hated her guts, but I still needed fashion advice so I just rolled my eyes and gestured helplessly around me.

"Whatever, that doesn't have anything to do with my current problem. What the heck am I gonna wear?" I laid out on a pile of clothes behind me. Suddenly, she snapped her fingers and began looking around at the mess. After digging a little, she pulled out a pair of black and white tye-dye skinny jeans and threw them at me. I looked at them with trepidation. I knew how hard it was to get into these. They were like paint when you got them on, and sexy as hell.

Next she found a cut up Avenged Sevenfold t-shirt and threw that at my head. I surveyed the black and white theme going on and nodded. A few other things were tossed on my bed including some leather bracelets, a studded leather belt, a silver chain, barrettes with skulls on them and my case of studs for various piercings. I struggled to get the jeans on, not bothering with underwear since it would just make it harder. The top was comfortable and the knots up the back showed off my killer tattoo.

If they were going to be with me, might as well show them exactly what they were getting themselves in for. I tied on the bracelets, all stacked on one wrist with my watch. I clasped the chunky chain around my neck, shivering at the cool metal against my skin. Then I put in my studs, smiling at myself in the mirror before my sister attacked my hair with a brush. I hissed as she caught a knot, but when the product was in and the barrettes placed cutely I was pretty satisfied with the end result.

I was somewhere between cute and rock and roll. I wasn't feminine but not really masculine either. I hoped I didn't disappoint them when they showed up. Speaking of which, I should probably warn the parental units. I skipped downstairs with my sis, who insisted she had to come watch the fireworks. I laughed and shrugged, maybe she could help if one of them did faint.

"Hey Mom, where's Dad?" I asked as I came into the living room. She turned from her tv program and raised her brows at me.

"He's in the toilet. Wow sweetheart, what's the occasion?" She paused the program and put a hand on her chin thoughtfully. I heard the flush and shook my head.

"Nope, wait for Dad. I only want to say this once." I grinned nervously. I heard Dad come into the room and he sat next to Mom.

"Holy, hot date son?" He teased. They cuddled up on the couch and I figured I would get it over with.

"Yes, as a matter of fact I do have a hot date. Or rather dates. I just wanted to prepare you ahead of time, since it's a bit of an unusual circumstance." I watched them exchange glances with a smile and surprised look.

"Dates? What the heck Theo?" My Mom looked askance at me. I shrugged and tried for an innocent look.

"I'm sort of dating the Baumann twins?" I felt my statement turn into a question again and groaned at my lack of spine. My Dad looked floored and my Mom looked a bit pale. I hoped my sis wasn't right about the fainting thing.

"My baby is dating the Beauty twins? Is this a joke?" She whimpered. My Dad kept starting to speak then changing his mind. I tried for a big smile through my nerves.

"Yep, not a joke. In fact, they will be here in about fifteen minutes. Both of them. To take me out. On a date. Tonight." I spoke slowly and deliberately so they would know I was serious. I was bouncing from nerves, both from telling my parents and that it was so close to time. My Dad seemed to find his tongue.

"Uh, congratulations? I'm assuming this is something you wanted. I hope you will be careful. Keep your phone on the whole time please, and bring them in so I can have a talk with the boys." He seemed rather calm for a person who was just told their only son was dating two, hot older boys. Two, not one.

"Yes Dad. Thanks, I am very happy. I just hope I look okay." I was patting my hair like 50's movie actress and I heard my mom whimper slightly as she looked me over.

"You look fantastic. Honestly bro." I heard my sister say and I smiled over my shoulder. Then the door rang, early as a matter of fact. She brightened right up. "I'll get it!" I watched her run for the front hall and tried not to giggle. I heard the door open and she invited them in to meet everyone. I tried not to run screaming as their footsteps came up to the room.

"Jesus." They said simultaneously when they walked in and saw me standing there. I wanted to swallow my tongue at the deliciousness in front of me. They wore identical outfits; dark wash jeans with My Chemical Romance t-shirts and low boots. I looked down at my socked feet in a fit of shyness after eating them up with my eyes for a full minute.

I couldn't even pay attention as my Dad gave them the talk. I felt their eyes on me and I couldn't wait to get out of the house. My sis gave me the thumbs up from behind them when I glanced up. I smiled at her. Dad was taking too long. Didn't he understand that those two couldn't go anywhere or do anything without all eyes on them? It was probably the safest date in the history of first dates.

"OOOkay Dad. I think that's enough. Come on, let's go shall we?" I grabbed Gabriel's hand and pulled him around to the hall. Then I went over to get my shoes on. I heard a pair of hisses behind me when I bent down to tie my laces. That made me feel good. I practically bounced out the door and down the walkway to their car with my excitement.

"Why don't you ride up front with me on the way there, and with him on the way back." Rafael said to me when we reached their wheels. I nodded and climbed in the front seat of the Toyota Rav 4. It was comfortable, and the small black SUV suited my boys. We drove into town and they took me to the family restaurant at the corner of Main street. It was cliche and I loved it.

They were ogled by the waitress and never took their eyes off me. I sat between them in a circular booth table, trying not to notice how they purposely brushed their shoulders against me. I blushed more times than I could count and laughed enough to feel like I had an amazing time. I managed not to spill any food on myself, and didn't slip once when I was picking out who was who. They were trying to fool me tonight, but I knew them too well.

My breath hitched when a hand dropped to my thigh, I almost missed the question he asked, was I ready to go? I nodded and the warmth left my lap, only to be replaced with one helping me up out of my seat and not letting go on the way out. I could feel the eyes following us as we left the place. They both took me out to the car and helped me in to my seat. I felt so special, they really were amazingly sweet guys. Part of me wanted to think it was just a dream.

"Do you want to go home, or hang out at our house for a bit? We'd like you to meet our parents too, if you are up for it." Gabriel said next to me as he started the vehicle. I shrugged.

"Whatever you'd like is fine with me. Obviously I would love to spend more time with you both." I licked my lips, realising after I said it that it was slightly provocative. He just smiled and exchanged a glance with Rafe in the back through the rear view mirror. The trip was pretty short. They lived closer to town than we did, in a small gated community that shared a fitness centre and had a golf course next door. I never saw the appeal in having the possibility of your windows broken from a stray golf ball.

The house was a large bungalow, and the two car garage next to it had a car out in front already. I took a deep breath before going up to the door with them. They unlocked the door and walked right in, shouting to see where people were located. A shout back came from down the hall and they dragged me behind them towards the voice. In the kitchen was a man in his thirties or so. He looked so similar to the twins that it was like seeing how they might look in twenty years.

I had a bit of an instant crush on their Dad. They introduced me as their boyfriend. He was just as nice as they were, offering a handshake and a smile as he surveyed his sons' date. Barely batted an eyelash at the singular male date for his two boys. He asked me a few short questions, some about my family. I think he wanted to make sure they weren't doing anything illegal.

"Well, I think you are a very special person Theo. I knew my boys wanted to be with one person for awhile now, I just never thought they'd find someone to agree to it." I shifted under his steady gaze. I shrugged my shoulders self-consciously and replied.

"I like your boys a lot, Mr. Baumann. I guess I never really thought about ever having to choose between them because I didn't think I had a chance of dating them. I don't like one more than the other, they are just perfect the way they are." All three of them beamed at me. I blushed. It was too much for my little heart to take at once. One of them went to the fridge and got us out drinks. I sighed at the cold water passed to me. "Thanks Rafael."

"You're welcome. Do you want to go upstairs and see our room?" He grinned at the warning look shot from his Dad.

"If you lock your door, I will take it off it's hinges. I'll call you down when your mom gets home." He waved us off with the warning. I followed them down a hall to a set of double doors. The room was huge. A king sized bed sat in the middle of one wall, a grey couch was along another and a tv was mounted on the wall oppose. I went for the couch and sat down so I could take it all in. One twin took either side of me on the couch and I realised what a dangerous position I was in.

"Uh, nice room." I said as I looked around. They had bookshelves, a long desk that could fit two, two other doors branching off that were probably either closet or bathroom, and an entertainment stand with consoles on it.

"Thanks."

"We took over the master bedroom when we got into grade school."

"Because they didn't have enough room for us anywhere else."

"We didn't want to be split up." It was like listening to a conversation in surround sound. I just nodded and gulped when two warm hands landed on my thighs. My head was turned gently to one side; Gabriel's eyes were lit with passion. I licked my lips and his eyes were drawn to the movement. He bent in to kiss me, and I sighed into it. His hand dove into my hair to pull me tight into the kiss and his mouth angled so he could French kiss me deeply.

I was gasping for air when he finally pulled back, my body gone limp from lack of oxygen. My head spun as I was spun around and Raphael's lips descended on mine hungrily. I whimpered a little into the kiss, tasting each unique scent of the boys who were so similar. Gabriel's hands were travelling my leg and pulling my backside flush up against him as he moved in closer. I was sitting on his lap now, kissing his brother as he kissed the back of my neck.

I was so uncomfortable. These pants were a bad idea. My erection strained inside them with no where to go. It was being crushed by the tight material and that brought tears to my eyes. I felt a hand go for my zipper, and when it opened and my d*ck came spilling out I cried out in relief. My balls were still being squeezed but the most of the pain was alleviated. All of my cries were swallowed with passionate kisses from Raphael in front of me.

"Mother of... he's going commando brother." I heard rumbled into my neck. I was turned around again, facing Gabriel as I sat on Raphael's lap. He was inching the tight fabric down my body, exposing my hard c*ck fully and releasing my round arse from its covering. He shot me a grin and leaned down to take me into his mouth. Rafe was nipping my neck, placing what I was sure was a few nice dark hickies along my collar bone.

My legs were pinned from still being stuck in the jeans only down to my knees and having Gabe leaning over them to take me into his hot mouth again and again, bobbing over me. I grabbed onto the thick black hair reflexively. I arched and grabbed onto the solid body behind me, holding me steady. A hand covered my mouth to smother the loud cry that would have awoken the neighbourhood just in the nick of time. I spilled so quickly and hard I felt the spasm down to my toes.

I lay there panting as my jeans were wrestled the rest of the way off me. Gabe got up and put a chair behind the door, smirking at us on the way back. I was carried to the bed and given a show as shirts went up over their heads and jeans hit the floor. My body trembled in anticipation, chilled from the lack of warmth against me. I was reaching for them even as they fell onto the springy surface to join me.

"Ah, I'm... I'm a virgin." I whispered just loud enough they could hear me. Gabe groaned beside me, nipping at my shoulder and making me flinch.

"F*ck you are so sexy."

"Are you trying to make us lose our minds?" I heard Rafe growl at me as they pressed in from both sides. Two very large erections were bumping into my legs. Each had a hand traveling my body, eliciting squeaks and moans that I didn't seem to be able to control from spilling out of me. Were they going to take me right now? On their bed when their mom might be home any second? I was terrified and driven beyond passion. I let them pull and push at my skin with abandon.

"Let's use his thighs." I heard a grunt of agreement. I was pulled onto my side and kissed passionately by Gabriel. I could taste myself on his lips. I felt a cold liquid being poured and slathered between my legs. Then a hard, hot piece of flesh pushed in between them. I was pulled back against his body and I felt Gabe's slick member push in next to his brother's under my sack seconds later. I gasped as they grasped my hips and rocked me back and forth over their c*cks.

"Clench your legs tighter." Rafe asks me right in my ear. I nod and flex my thighs to clamp down on them both. They groan at the feeling and then start to thrust erratically against each other through the crevice of my legs. I moan at the feeling of their thick meat as it rubs against my arse, my balls, and my lube slickened legs. This was hotter than I thought possible. I felt them both getting close to their climax and scissored my legs a little to create more friction.

Rafe blew before Gabe, pulling his c*ck out to shoot all over my arse, painting it white with his jizz. Gabe groaned at the sight and pulled out to lay me on top of Rafe, stroking out the last of his orgasm to join his brother's across my backside. Rafe kissed me, then whispered how beautiful I looked and that he had to have a taste. I was laid on my stomach across their bed. Two sets of hands and mouths worked me into a frenzy.

They licked at the jizz on my backside, spread my cheeks and worshiped my hole. They lifted my arse into the air and dragged their nails gently across my slick thighs that were throbbing from the abuse earlier. They pumped my hard as a rock c*ck as I mewled into the covers. I arched and came hard again, worried only after about dirtying their sheets. I shouldn't have worried. When I looked up, Gabe was licking his hand while Rafe glared at him.

"Hey, you got the first load. That was mine." He leaned in and took Gabe's mouth in a brutal kiss, all teeth and tongue as he tried to scoop out my jizz for a taste. He licked his lips when he was done, and Gabe just grinned.

"I know, I just wanted a kiss." He growled back. The door rattled and they both looked slightly alarmed.

"Boys, your mom is home. Get cleaned up and come downstairs." Their dad said. I planted my face in the pillow closest to me and groaned. I had to get my pants back on. This was going to be torture. I was picked up suddenly, princess style, and I squawked in surprise. They laughed and washed me down, offering some baby powder to help dry my legs enough to pull the fabric over them. It took twenty minutes to make myself presentable again and I was blushing fiercely as I followed them back downstairs.

I still looked like I had been ravished by two men. My cheeks were flushed, my eyes overly bright, my neck littered with hickies, and I couldn't get a ridiculously huge grin off my face. Their mom was pretty good about it, all things considered. Just raised her eyebrows and said I was cute. I thanked her for the compliment and noted that it was obvious where they got their kindness and good looks from. Their parents were just as beautiful and charming as they were. She loved that.

I supposed it was strangely perfect that these two boys would have one failing. That, I understood, was their attachment to each other to the point of wanting to be in a single relationship. I didn't think of it as a failing though. I thought of it as my lucky break. I was also lucky that they had awesome parents who chose not to separate them or force them to be individuals if they didn't want to be. I saw their tiny differences, but appreciated their desire to be as close as possible.

"Thanks Gabriel." I said as he handed me a new glass of water. He smiled so big and hugged my side as his parents exchanged a surprised glance.

"See Mom, I told you he could tell us apart." Rafe said quietly.

"Yep. He really knows us." Gabe continued in the same soft voice.

"I guess you boys really belong together." She said with a smile.