For two men to be sharing a body was incredible in itself, but now Ethan was sharing a body not just with his friend Scott, but with his own teenage son. Luke was hardly complaining; he might not be able control either of their shared arms, or his own penis, but at least he still had a leg of his own--the middle one of the three.
"So this is what it's like to be conjoined triplets," mused Scott.
"More or less," Ethan replied.
"But it is a great feeling," Luke added. "Are you enjoying this, dads?"
"I think I might be enjoying it more than I thought," Scott said while pointing down. Between his leg and Luke's, the penis that was there was beginning to stiffen. At the same time, Ethan's was doing the same. Neither was Luke's, but he was feeling it as well.
"Why don't the three of us do a little bonding upstairs?" Ethan asked.
"I say we go to your room," Luke answered. "Your bed is bigger than mine."
With that, the trio began moving their three legs and walked toward the stairs. When they reached the top, they went down the hall to the master bedroom and shut the door, locking it behind them. The master bathroom's light was still on, but the trio decided to do that kind of bonding later. For now, they wanted to take advantage of their nearly-erect cocks. Lying down on the bed, buck-naked, Ethan and Scott reached for their respective cocks and began rubbing intensely. Luke could do nothing but lie there and watch--and enjoy the pleasure with his dads. After a while, their "rockets" were almost ready to "blast off," when there was a knock at the bedroom door. The trio became worried, but instead of splitting right away, they decided to find out who it was first to see if they really HAD to unfuse.
"Who is it?" Ethan asked.