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The question finally arose: What do we do about Anthony. Dennis posed the question, and I had no answer. The fact is that Anthony was a total turn on to me, and I was only fooling myself to think that I would hide that from Dennis.

"You think he's really hot, don't you?" Dennis asked.

"Yeah, I do." I answered honestly.

"Yeah, me too." Dennis said with a smile.

"So, what do we do about him? I mean, it seems like you and I are moving down the path of becoming an item, so I'm not sure how Anthony figures into that." I said.

"He's an arrogant fucker, that's for sure." Dennis said with a smile. "You know what? Why shouldn't we make the situation work for us? Why shouldn't we use that Italian stud for our own enjoyment? I think we should continue having sex with Anthony, if we both enjoy it. Might as well put the arrogant lil' fuck to good use!"

This was the answer to my prayers! It was sounding like I was going to get the best of both worlds. Hot, loving, and passionate sex with Dennis, and hot raunchy sex with Anthony. I couldn't have asked for a better arrangement than this. "Wait, but you haven't had sex with Anthony. Do you think he'll go for this?" I asked.

"HA! This is Anthony we're talking about. As long as he's getting serviced, he doesn't give a fuck about anything else." Dennis offered.

We laughed it off and later that afternoon we got the call from Anthony. "Hey, what are you fags doin'?"

"Just got back from the pool." I told him.

"K. I'm on my way up. I need some relief." Anthony said, as though there was never any question that our relationship would stay the same, even if Dennis and I began a relationship.

"Dennis, Anthony's on his way up." I announced, as I hung up the phone.

"Wow, right on schedule, eh?" Dennis laughed.

I unlocked the front door and then went to the kitchen for a drink. A few moments later, there was a knock on the door, and Anthony came in.

"Ok, boys, time to get crackin' on these nuts of mine. I need to dump a load something fierce. It's been three days since I've cum, and I'm starting to walk funny," he announced with a smirk on his face.

Dennis came from the other room, and I returned from the kitchen. As I went to walk past Anthony, he grabbed my neck and pushed me down to my knees in front of him. Man, I loved how domineering he was.

"Let's get to it, fag boy." Anthony said.

I unfastened his pants as