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Siena: “I don’t know if it’s true, butshe’s supposed to be living with all three of them.”

Me: “Seriously?”

Siena: “I know. It’s hard to believe threeguys are happy to share their girlfriend like that. The newspaperssay it works for them because they are three artists and triplets.Those things make it all right to be different.”

Do they?

Harry and I had both dated the same woman inthe past, but not at the same time. Sharing a girlfriend had neveroccurred to me. If either of my brothers had thought about it, theyhadn’t said anything. We’d never discussed such a concept.

The thought of sharing a girlfriend with mybrothers didn’t shock me. When I read about the Bretton brothers,I’d only felt pleased for them, and I understood how that couldwork based on my relationship with my brothers.

I could imagine it working for us three aswell. We were so close that I thought it put off many women. Whatthree brothers still lived together and traveled together and didalmost everything together when they were twenty-eight years old? Wewere like a married couple, except there was no sex and there werethree of us.

It would be weird to tell Siena now that I wasalso a triplet. At least I wasn’t an artist. But Harry was, andFinn too, I supposed, as an architect.

Siena: “I dare you to ask Simon if it’strue if we see him at lunch.”

I’d like to accept the challenge, but could Ireally ask him such a personal question? I suppose only if thesituation seemed right.

Me: “If I do this dare, what do I win?”

Siena: “What do you want?”

My half-hard dick knew the answer.

Me: “I have a few ideas. But what did youhave in mind?”

Siena: “The same as you. :)”

Me: “OMG”

Siena: “LOL”

Siena: “What shall I wear?”

Me: “When? For giving me my prize? Anythingyou like.”

My cock grew harder, and I ran my hand lightlyover it to take off the edge.

Siena: “LOL”

Siena: “No. For lunch.”

Me: “Oh. Casual. Anything you like.”

The back and forth messaging continued for along time. We made arrangements for the following day, andeventually, Siena said she had to go to sleep, leaving me with mythoughts and questions.

I flipped to another report on the scandalousBretton exhibition.

Only the complaints made it newsworthy. Somepeople didn’t expect to see photographs of sexy acts when they wentinto an art gallery.

Simonwatched his girlfriend have sex with Decker and Cedric and tookphotographs of the event. I had to smile at that. Living with my momand then Harry, both wildlife photographers, I was used to how muchthey liked to capture on film the most mundane of everyday events.When they caught animals having sex, they’d practically crack openthe champagne to celebrate. As photographers, they wanted to documenteverything, but for both of them, it was wildlife.

So Simon took artistic photographs of groupsex; I couldn’t see the problem in that. Porn websites were full ofit. I read on.

The article stated that the three heavilytattooed artists, Simon and his brothers Cedric and Decker, were in apolyamorous relationship with one woman. The reporter left it there,but I wanted more information.

Noneof us had had a really serious, successful relationship with a woman.Between us, we’d put it down to being young and career-focused. Butwe were rapidly approaching thirty years of age, and Isuspectedour close bond pushed women away.

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