I thought Kev and I were a unit, until I had to watch him kiss someone else and our world shattered. But when I learned to contribute my share of the “rent,” jealousy turned into acceptance. My first threesome was more than sex; it was my promotion from useless freeloader to an equal part of the team.
- From Cushy Kid to Concrete Jungle
- The Runaway 1 – Discovering My Sexuality
- The Runaway 2 – The Price of Freedom
- Coitus Interruptus
Wow, guys, my DMs have seriously been blowing up the last few days. So many of you want to know what happened next with Kev and me. I love that you guys are so invested! A fan also had the awesome idea for me to link all the parts of my “History” – done, I promise!
So, where were we? Ah, right… the home. Me, 14, and all hell broke loose after that woman, Paulsen, caught us. The whole drama over our, let’s say, harmless first sexual experiences was so over the top. Honestly, I’m still pissed at Paulsen to this day…
This time, it was Kevin who initiated it. “Tim, we have to get out of here.” And sure, I was scared, I’ll openly admit it. My first escape was a total failure. But the idea of running away with Kev… that was different. Not being alone anymore. And he had that contact, Alex. A completely new starting point. I didn’t have to think for long: “I’m in. But this time, we do it smart.“
And our plan? So simple it was brilliant again. Two days later, we pulled off the show. Both went to school normally, different classes. First period: the full performance. Nausea, headaches. We were both sent “home.” Clever, right? The school thought we were on our way to the home. The home thought we were sitting in school. A perfect window of opportunity. We met at the train station, grinned at each other like total idiots, and got on the next train. That feeling – priceless.
And before you ask: Sorry, I have to stay vague about the locations. The whole story is almost ten years old, and I’m not about to get anyone who helped us back then into trouble. Code of honor, you know?
Kevin had called Alex the day before. When we arrived, Alex was sitting in front of his console, gaming. His pad was tiny, honestly. But for us? It was a regular Villa Happiness. The main thing was we were away. Away from Paulsen. Freedom.
The first while at Alex’s was pure, fucking madness. Just imagine: yesterday you’re suffocating in the stench of the home, and the next day you wake up in your own little kingdom. We gamed all night, stuffed ourselves with the cheapest grub, and slept until the sun was already gone again.
And of course, it wasn’t just about pizza and gaming. 😉 Finally, a room for us, a door to lock. All the pent-up energy, the curiosity that was only possible under fear at the home, could finally be released. The nights with Kev… they were intense. It was more than sex. It was the feeling of finally being ourselves. Every inch of skin, every breath was pure rebellion. It made us inseparable. We were a unit.
But even the most awesome “Villa Happiness” gets cramped when three people are on top of each other. Alex was a good guy, no question. But even the most chill dude becomes an obstacle. The bathroom? A daily war zone. A quiet place for me to read? No chance. It was a chaos, everywhere were Alex’s things, Kev’s clothes, my books and so on… the air was stale. The initial euphoria slowly gave way to a feeling of confinement.
The moment that changed everything came out of nowhere. We were sitting on the couch, watching a movie. And I noticed the looks between Alex and Kev changing. Longer. More intense. At first, I thought I was crazy. But then Alex put his hand on Kevin’s thigh. And Kev… didn’t pull it away. My heart was racing. Focus on the movie? Impossible. I felt every vibration in the room.
And then, right next to me, they started kissing. Hesitantly at first, then more demanding. I sat there, frozen. Completely paralyzed. What to do? Leave? To where? This was my home. What to say? I couldn’t get a word out. I was just an extra in my own life.
The absolute low point. I can still see it: They stand up, take each other’s hands, and just disappear wordlessly into the bedroom. The door clicks softly shut. And that click… guys, that one damn click destroyed everything. In that moment, our unit was shattered. The Villa Happiness felt alien, a place where I no longer felt welcome. My anchor and my protector had forged a new alliance. One without me.
Sex as Currency, Reconciliation & a New Kick
That night on the couch was hell. I barely slept, just that click of the door in my head over and over, that image of their hands holding each other. I must have passed out so deeply at some point that I didn’t even notice Alex leaving for work in the morning.
When I woke up, Kev was acting like nothing happened. “Morning.” And that feigned normality? A thousand times worse than any open fight. The air between us was so thick you could have cut it with a knife.
I couldn’t take it anymore, I confronted him. And his answer? It hit me like a goddamn truck. What was he supposed to do? Reject the guy who gives us a roof over our heads and fills the fridge?
BAM. There it was. That brutal realization. Sex as “payment.” Our survival here was a deal. And I was the useless part of that deal. Suddenly my hurt heart didn’t matter. This was about survival. By noon, the mood was weirdly okay again. An okay based on this new, harsh truth.
The reconciliation came in Kev’s way. He was stressed, and I should help him relax – by blowing him. So I did. It was familiar, our way of patching things up. And right in the middle of it, he commanded in a rough voice: “…and now, eat my ass.”
I froze. Shocked. That was new. But his look was demanding, and I just thought: fuck it. And the moment my tongue touched his ass, something exploded in me. The shock turned into pure horniness. To hear him moan, to have total control… an incredible kick. And let’s be real, guys: who among you knows how fucking hot rimming can be?
After the drama, a strange calm set in. The dynamic was different, but we were a team again.
Time to Pay the Rent
One evening, I’m chilling on the couch, gaming, while they’re in the bedroom. I was totally in the zone, but something with the console settings wasn’t working. Annoyed, I pause the game, go to the bedroom door, knock briefly, and open it.
And what I see… the image is burned into my mind. Kev on his back, with Alex fucking him. Not hidden. Raw. Direct. This was REAL.
I stammer something about the Xbox. Kev grins at me and says, “Give me a kiss instead of playing your game.“
My brain shuts down. But I don’t hesitate. I go over and kiss him. And that kiss… unbelievably hot. Feeling the vibrations of every thrust… a new level of kick. I got hard instantly.
Kev noticed, of course. “I think he wants some too.”
They both stare at me. And suddenly being the center of attention… I enjoyed it. Even more so when Kev said: “Take off your shirt and shorts.“
My head screamed NO, but my body… it had other plans. Honestly? I think my dick undressed me in the end. Sounds crazy, I know, but that’s exactly how it felt.
And there I stood. Naked in front of Alex. New. And somehow hot.
“Trust me, he gives great head,” Kev said. Alex wanted to see for himself. And the next thing I knew, I was in front of Kev, who was stretched out on the bed with Alex, and I started blowing Kev. “Looks like the little one really knows his stuff,” I heard Alex say. They talked about me like I wasn’t there. I was the object.
Then came the command from Kev, short and simple: “Move on to Alex.” And guys, in that situation, I didn’t think for a second. No hesitation, no resistance. I just did it. My brain was completely switched off.
And wow… that was a whole new experience. Alex had a really nice, and what I immediately noticed, significantly bigger dick than Kev’s. But what totally got me in that moment was that he was completely shaved. Everything smooth. That made it so much hotter. I was totally in my element.
And then, in the middle of the rush, they started kissing above me. And the jealousy? Gone. Just gone. Instead, a good feeling: Now I was an equal part. I was paying my rent, too.
Kev pulled me up to him, kissed me. And then it was pure, horny chaos. Six hands on three bodies, tongues wandering everywhere… you completely lose your bearings. Alex started fucking Kev doggystyle, and the next thing I remember is my dick ending up in Kev’s mouth. That first threesome was the absolute hottest thing. The mix of participating and watching … a whole new level for me.
In the middle of this chaos, I hear Alex ask what it would be like to fuck my ass. And Kev’s answer burns itself into my brain: It’ll be fucking amazing, but Alex has to wait. He wanted to be the one to introduce me to it, when we were alone again. In that moment, I knew what was next. Part of me was intimidated. But the other part? It was just cheering.
Puh… okay, guys. I can feel my own pulse racing just retelling all of this. It brings back so much, it’s really intense.
But hey, I have to take a break here for today. My present-day life is calling. 😉
But I can’t just leave you hanging without asking: How is this whole story hitting you? This isn’t just some story; it’s a part of what made me who I am today.
I’m dying to know what you guys think. Definitely let me know in the comments!
How do you see the whole “sex as currency” realization? Harsh reality or just a means of survival? How would you have reacted in my shoes?
And then the thing with the rimming… for me, that was a complete explosion in my mind. Who among you knows that moment when a boundary falls and it suddenly feels fucking amazing? Or is that a total no-go for you?
And of course, the threesome … Watching and being a part of it at the same time. Is that something that gets you off too? Or is a one-on-one emotional connection more important to you?
I’m so excited to read your honest opinions and thoughts. Let it all out! And who knows, maybe we’ll talk about it in the next live chat, if you dare. 😉
- From Cushy Kid to Concrete Jungle
- The Runaway 1 – Discovering My Sexuality
- The Runaway 2 – The Price of Freedom
- Coitus Interruptus
