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Mornings on Horseback
by Rachael Ross

Chapter Four




"This is a good movie," Chrissy giggled.

"My favorite." I smiled at him, or more at the stars really. I was
laying on my back while him and Mark cooked some hotdogs for us on
sharp sticks.

We sitting on a huge soft quilted comforter, spread out over the short
grass. Mark had brought it along in the back of his truck. We had a
cooler too, with some food in it. Just hot dogs and chips, some cokes.
We had a little fire going and it was nice, sitting in our spot. Our
special place. The old bridge was just in front of us, lit up by the
big orange moon and the creek beneath it gurgled softly. There were
still some crickets, but not many, and no frogs this time of year.

"We come out here every weekend," Mark told him. "We say we're going
someplace else, but..."

"There's no place better than this," I sighed.

"So how come...I mean, I gotta ask...Why do you guys wanna go out with
me?" Chris looked at me, but probably he wanted Mark to answer. It was
a guy thing.

"Why not?" I grinned.

"You two are so...perfect, why do you..."

"Oh! Falling star!" I pointed, but it was gone so fast. "I wish..." I
laughed and kept it to myself.

"We're just us," Mark shrugged, looking up for a second. "We talked
about stuff..."

"We talk about everything," I giggled.

"...Like what would make us happier, or whatever." Mark pulled his
hotdog out of the fire, actually two of them, and looked at them
closely.

"...And first we were like, maybe having another girlfriend would be
kinda cool," I continued. "But Mark's pretty busy anyway and there
aren't very many girls around that we really like."

"We like 'em okay," Mark said.

"Yeah, I mean we like them, but not...You know..."

"Okay," Chris shrugged, but maybe he wasn't sure and he was checking
the hotdogs he was cooking too.

"So we started thinking about boys, cause you know Stephy." Mark
grinned. "She always needs a ride or something."

"I do not!" I sat up a little.

"You do too!" Mark chuckled.

"No way! Don't listen to him," I told Chris and he was smiling at me.

"What?" Mark shook his head and looked across the fire. "What was the
first thing she ever asked you, Chrissy?"

"Uh, for a ride," Chris giggled.

"See?" Mark grinned at me. "I rest my case."

"Hah!" I shook my head. "I asked him his name before I asked for a
ride."

"That doesn't count!" Mark was pulling the hotdogs off the stick,
making little ooch! sounds as he burned his fingertips.

"The first thing I asked," I nodded. "You guys gotta get your stories
straight."

"Well maybe..." Chris was taking his hotdogs off too. "But I definitely
remember she needed a ride home first thing."

"See? First impressions are forever, Steph." Mark was laughing.

"Yeah, yeah...Well, the only reason I asked was so he'd be at my house
when you came over." I sat all the way up. "Remember that?"

"Whatever." Mark waved at me. "Anyway...The point is...What was my point?"

"Your head," I laughed. "Give me my hotdogs."

"I got it. Do you want ketchup or mustard?" Chris was fixing the two
he'd made for me.

"Both." I grinned and then stuck my tongue out at Mark. "See? That's a
real boyfriend!"

"Oh yeah! Thanks for reminding me." Mark laughed. "The point is, we
thought being friends was more important than anything else, so if we
had another friend..."

"Like a boy," I added.

"...that we both liked, well, why wouldn't we want to share everything?"
Mark looked at Chris. "So when Stephy started talking about you, I was
like yeah, he seems pretty cool, let's ask him out."

"So this is like...What? A first date? See if you guys like me?" Chris
handed me a paper plate with hotdogs and chips and I smiled at him,
setting it down beside me.

"No way," I giggled. "We had that already."

"Yeah," Mark nodded. "It's hard to explain, but I mean it feels right,
doesn't it?"

"The three of us together?" I looked at Chrissy, biting a chip slowly.

"Yeah," he nodded. "It feels great."

Chris was putting some more hotdogs on his stick and Mark was already
cooking two more. He'd cook the whole package probably, just cause he
could eat a lot. And it was so nice just being out there with them.
Chris was still kind of uncomfortable, a little shy, but only because
he didn't know us really well yet. Mark and I had dated a long time,
so we knew what the other one was thinking, practically. After awhile
Chris would be like that too.

"Oh! You gotta tell Mark the good news, Chrissy!" I said around a
mouthful of hotdog. I'd just remembered and I couldn't even wait until
I'd swallowed it.

"What good news?" Mark looked at me.

"Ummph..." I did swallow, hard. "Chrissy will tell you. It's way cool!"

"You mean the...Thing with...Yeah..." Chris giggled sorta nervously, but he
shouldn't have been nervous at all.

"What thing?" Mark laughed, turning his hotdogs over the fire slowly.

"Uh...I'm going to be a cheerleader." Chris gave Mark a little shrug. "I
think."

"He is!" I clapped my hands happily. "Isn't that cool?"

"A cheerleader?" Mark grinned. "What like Stephy? Pom-poms and a skirt
and all that?"

"What?" I frowned. "Don't be silly!"

"No." Chris shook his head, knowing Mark was teasing him. "I hope not
anyway."

"I think the boys wear pants and a sweater...They do lifts and stuff,
you know?" I explained to Mark.

"That's pretty cool," Mark nodded.

"Yeah, the coach asked me today when I was watching Steph's practice,"
Chris agreed.

"Ms. Hayden," I said. "She was all over you too, Chris. You can't say
no."

"Sooooo..." Mark smiled. "I'm dating two cheerleaders, huh?"

"The two hottest ones!" I giggled and Chrissy blushed.

"No doubt." Mark grinned.

"I just have to figure out how to tell my dad." Chris made a face.

"Ah, he isn't that bad," Mark shrugged and his hotdogs were about
cooked.

"Yeah he is!" Chris laughed. "Anyway, I don't know. I'll try and tell
him tomorrow at Stephanie's house. Maybe he'll at least try and be
cool in front of other people."

"Just tell your dad you fucked me." I grinned at Chris and he looked
shocked.

"What?" He glanced at Mark who just smiled.

"Yeah, but not like in front of my dad!" I laughed. "But you know,
when you tell him, just say I fucked you so you'd do it, like that's
why I'm going out with you."

"Uhhh..." Chris looked at his hotdogs, mostly so he wouldn't have to
look at me, I thought.

"What?" I picked up my other hotdog.

"That's not why you did...We did it...Is it?" Chrissy's voice was soft.

"What?" I made a face. "No, of course not! I didn't even think about
that."

"I know," Chris nodded quickly. "I just..."

"What's wrong, dude?" Mark looked at him.

"I just never knew anyone like her...Like either of you." Chris cleared
his throat. "I feel like I'm kind of dreaming, you know?"

"That's sweet." I smiled at him.

"Well, we're not going to wake you up." Mark smiled at him too.

"Every time I got something good, there was always...I don't know, like
a string attached, you know?" Chris was being pretty serious and we
nodded. "I just...If you guys are messing with me..."

"We're not," I promised.

"You're my boyfriend, Chrissy," Mark said. "Stephy's too, nobody's
gonna mess with you around here."

"Mark will beat 'em up!" I giggled.

"I will, too!" Mark chuckled.

"Okay." Chris smiled and his hotdogs were cooked. "I...Yeah...Okay"

There really wasn't much more to say about it.

=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=

"What time is it?" I asked no one in particular and neither one of my
boyfriends wanted to answer me at first.

So I stopped unbuttoning my dress and gave them a frown in the
combined yellowish light of the big rising moon and our little
campfire. They were sitting on the comforter, Mark and Chris, watching
me as I stood just a few feet in front of them. I was barefoot and a
little self-conscious, but only because there were two of them, and
that was something different. But I wasn't shy or nervous, if anything
I was calm with a sort of happy excitement that wasn't overwhelming at
all.

I didn't want it to be...I wanted to remember everything perfectly.

And I had been undressing for them, but just started, when I'd
wondered about the time. I had to be back home before one in the
morning, which had sounded like a very long time from when we'd
started our little adventure at seven, but it wasn't. Not really.

I'd stood up and kicked off my shoes with a smile and stretched for a
moment with a happy sigh, teasing my two boyfriends while they
watched. My long black hair was loose and the night warm, without even
a breeze to disturb it. I had seven buttons on my dress, right down
the front, and I started at the top...One and then...Two...

"I said, what time is it?" I asked again, since I'd taken off all my
jewelry, including my little Minnie Mouse watch before I'd even gotten
out of the truck, probably two hours before.

"Uh...Nine oh four, Steph." Chris tilted his wrist.

"Be time to go home before she gets undressed," Mark teased me.

"Huh?" I stared at him.

"I don't care," Chris sighed. "Look at her."

"Ahhh..." I smiled at Chris. "That's what I like about new boyfriends."

"You're spoiling her, dude." Mark grinned at Chris and he was acting
like that on purpose, but I knew he liked watching me just as much as
Chrissy did.

"Old boyfriends just don't appreciate me enough," I sighed
theatrically. "This is supposed to be slow and sexy."

"It is. You're beautiful Steph." Chris wasn't paying much attention to
Mark.

"It's slow, I'll give you that much." Mark chuckled and then he lunged
forward, quickly too, and grabbed me around the waist.

"Whooo! Hey! What...Heey...Oh!" I was giggling and screaming and Mark had
pulled me down quick to the comforter, putting me somewhat gently, but
sorta roughly too, flat on my back between himself and Chris.

"Now this is sexy." Mark was on my right and he grabbed that arm,
pulling it above my head.

"This is fun too," Chris nodded and he followed Mark's example, taking
my left arm and pulling it up.

"Oh, you guys ruined it," I pouted, but I was smiling too. "I was
gonna strip for you."

"You still are." Mark had his hand on my tummy, sliding it up my
buttons until he got to the third one down, the one between my
breasts.

"You do make it pretty hard to wait, Steph," Chris almost apologized.

"Alright..." I sighed airily. "Hurry up then...Whatever...Somebody kiss me
though, before I change my mind."

Chris giggled and started leaning towards me.

"She's bluffing." Mark laughed, undoing my buttons rather nimbly with
his big fingers.

"So?" Chris grinned and he did kiss me, putting his soft lips on mine
and he kept his eyes open as I let him do it. 

I know because I kept mine open too, watching him and letting him do
all the work this time. All our other kisses I'd been the one doing
it, now it was his turn. Chris licked across my lips lightly at first,
and then he grew bold, pushing his tongue slowly into my mouth where I
greeted it eagerly with mine.

Mark had my dress unbuttoned quickly and I was shrugging myself out of
it, with Mark's help, and giggling while I tried to keep kissing
Chris. It was awkward and fun and finally Chris pulled away, smiling
and watching as I sat up. My dress was around my waist and I lifted my
butt so that Mark could pull it down my long legs.

I reached back with my left hand, holding my bra to my breasts with
the right, and unclasped it with a grin and a wiggle of my eyebrows. I
held it in place, switching hands only briefly as I slipped my arms
through the straps and then I brought my knees up close, keeping my
bra against my tits while I hugged my legs. It was all I wore, that
loose bra and my panties.

"You guys have to undress too, you know," I told them seriously.

"We will," Mark promised.

"Like tonight?" I giggled. "I'm not getting naked if you guys aren't."

"That's pretty fair," Chris nodded.

He was willing to do anything to make me happy, while Mark was playing
devil's advocate, as someone had to and I always liked the way he
teased me anyway. But now it was time for some fun, like we didn't
have enough all week anyway, but this was our night to really have
some time together anyway. Saturday too and Sunday afternoons, but
Friday night was my favorite just because it seemed to take forever to
get there.

"Come on..." I prodded Mark with a giggle and he was grinning, sitting
down and pulling off his cowboy boots.

"It's gonna get chilly in a little bit," Chris said and he was
undressing slowly, being willing but a little shy. 

"Don't worry, it'll be warm later." Mark looked at him and it was the
same sort of look he might have given me, which sent a little quiver
through my tummy.

"Yeah," Chris agreed, sort of softly and looking down and he was so
cute like that it was almost an ache, like a physical thing inside me.

Mark and I really had talked a lot about stuff like this, about adding
a third person to our relationship. I don't know why exactly, or how
it had come up. It wasn't like we were bored with each other or
anything, far from it. I was happier with him now than I'd ever been.
Mark said it was because he wanted to share what we had, like it was
too good to keep it a secret just between him and me. He wanted just
one person to know what we had and appreciate it, just like he'd
appreciate what Chris I would have. And I'd enjoy Mark and Chris and
their affection for each other.

Yeah, three people together had to be about perfect, we'd decided, and
not that long ago either. Just a few months, during the summer. We'd
make love, or sometimes just sit and kiss, and talk about who we both
might like. And that was the hardest part, really. Mark was the most
special person in the school for me, the whole world maybe. And he
felt the same for me, so how we're we going to find someone like that?
Boy or girl didn't matter, and we'd talked about that stuff too. I
could love another girl, a body was a body, the person was what
counted. Although I had to admit I did really want to be with someone
I found really attractive...But who wouldn't? That's just common sense.

Lots of people fall in love though, and attraction isn't just looks.
It isn't even mostly looks, once you know the person. Believe me, I
know. Me and Mark talked about all the other kids in school, girls and
boys, and the best looking ones were usually the ones we shook our
heads at first, for a variety of reasons. Yeah, it might be nice to
kiss so-and-so, but did we want to spend hours talking with him or
her? No, definitely not. So our options got less and less and finally
there just weren't anymore names on our list.

Until Chris came along. And yeah, we'd picked him mostly cause he
looked seriously sweet, cute and sexy, and just hot as heck! But he
was new too, so we didn't know him. He could have been a real butthead
for all we knew. Or a dork, or an idiot. Shoot, he could have been
French for all we knew. But you know what? Me and Mark got so lucky
with each other that I guess we just figured it was fate, or destiny,
or whatever...We needed someone and there he was. Chris had to be right
and now, watching him undress for us in the moonlight at our special
place, I knew he was perfect.

"What?" Chris caught me looking at him, because I was thinking about
that stuff.

"She's kinda spacey sometimes." Mark laughed and he was undoing the
snaps on his shirt

"Huh?" I smiled and felt a little warm. "I was just thinking how lucky
we are that Chris moved here."

"I'm pretty glad I moved here too." Chris was kneeling, barefoot in
his pants, and he'd pulled off his sweater and the t-shirt he'd worn
underneath. 

"You're so pretty," I sighed, looking at Chrissy's chest. Not muscular
or anything, just toned mostly, and clean without any hair, just his
nipples, dark in the moonlight, warmed by the fire.

"He's beautiful." Mark nodded, pulling his shirt off and Chris looked
at him, swallowing hard. "You're the hottest boy in school, Chrissy."

"I...Nobody ever called me beautiful before." Chris laughed a little.
"Uh...This is kind of strange for me."

"Me too," Mark grinned. "That's okay though, we'll figure it out."

"Yeah," Chris nodded.

Chris was looking at Mark's body which was seriously hard. Not like a
body builder, but he had real muscles and you could see them, on his
chest and stomach, shoulders, everything. And Mark had just a little
thatch of brown hair on his chest, halfway between his nipples, and a
thin trail running from his belly button into his pants. They were so
different just from the waist up, my two boyfriends; I loved that part
of it.

"Here..." Mark said gently, and I knew he was a little nervous too,
although he didn't want to show it at all.

"What?" Chris widened his eyes as Mark moved closer to him and reached
out to touch his chest. 

"I'll undress you, okay?" Mark asked and Chris didn't say anything for
a moment.

"Yeah. Okay," Chris finally agreed and he sucked in his tummy a
little, looking down as Mark moved his hands down Chris' body, to his
khaki trousers.

"I've never done this." Mark smiled at Chris, his voice coaxing the
other boy to look up. 

"Me neither." Chris licked his lips. "But I want to."

"Me too." Mark undid Chrissy's pants and then he was pushing them down
the boy's thighs, so that Chris was wearing just a pair of plain white
briefs.

I just sat there smiling with my head turned sideways; resting my
cheek on my knees and watching my two boyfriends discover each other.
I didn't feel neglected or forgotten or anything. They were doing it
for me too and I didn't have to be involved more than I was, just
enjoying the sight of them together. It had my heart beating quickly,
my skin flushed and my sex moist between my thighs.

It was pretty special.

=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=

Chris giggled softly, which was a sound I'd only dreamt of until I'd
met him. He was sitting down now, with his legs straight and in the
air, while Mark pulled his khaki pants off the boy's feet. It was
insanely sexy watching my two boyfriends together and I tightened my
tummy muscles, but I was looking for the ones a little lower,
actually.

"Okay...Um, your turn." Chris moved so he could undo Mark's belt.

"Yeah." Mark smiled, kneeling with his body straight, watching
Chrissy's hands move tentatively to undo his pants.

Neither one of them were gay, although I suppose people would disagree
with us there. Or maybe they were, it didn't matter a whole lot either
way. Mark and Chris were friends, boyfriends, and if they wanted to
express it sexually, what was the big deal with that? They were even
falling in love with each other, I thought, just like I already had
with both of them.

Mark's jeans came down slowly, since they were a little tight around
his muscular thighs, but that was nice too. Chris peeled the denim
down almost tenderly, leaving Mark naked in his loose white boxers.
Mark sat down, much as Chris had a few moments before, and Chris
pulled off the other boy's pants completely, over one foot at a time.

Now we were all in our underwear and Mark looked at me, then Chris
followed his gaze, and we all smiled at each other.

"Keep going," I giggled. "I'm having fun."

"You sure?" Mark grinned at me. "Not getting lonely?"

"Nope." I shook my head slightly. "Not at all. I just want to watch
for awhile."

Mark looked at Chris and our blonde boyfriend just shrugged and
smiled. That was enough for Mark, and he was always a little
aggressive anyway, it was just the way he was. So I wasn't surprised
when he reached for Chris, pulling him down to the comforter.

They sat together at first, and Mark put his arms around the boy, just
stroking Chrissy's back and inviting him to do the same. Chris moved a
hand to Mark's shoulder, then the other one and they were looking at
each other, maybe thinking of their first kiss, the one the previous
night in Mark's pickup truck.

I held my breath when they kissed again, Mark pulling Chris close
against him, his mouth finding his boyfriend's, and Chris gave us a
soft moan, yielding his lips to Mark's tongue. I saw his fingers
tightening against Mark's strong shoulders, squeezing the bigger boy
and encouraging Mark to kiss him deeper.

It was incredibly hot watching Mark, who was so big and strong, making
out with Chris, who seemed smaller and soft in comparison. I slipped
my hand down between my thighs, unable to help myself at last, and I
rubbed my pussy through my panties, feeling a damp spot that had
already grown there.

Mark and Chrissy moved slowly, without breaking their kiss, to lay
down just a few feet in front of me. They were on their sides, Mark's
back to me, but not really hiding anything as I was sitting up. I
could see and hear them just fine. The sound of their breathing,
punctuated with soft happy moans and sighs, the occasional wet sounds
of their mouths and tongues working together. 

I watched their hands playing across each other's skin, slowly at
first, cautiously exploring. They'd never touched another boy this
way, neither of them, and had probably never really wanted to. That
was the cool part. They weren't gay at all, at least not in the sense
that they wanted sex with other boys; they just wanted to share
themselves with one another. If Mark and Chris were gay it was just
for each other. I understood that instinctively and I was sure they
did as well; it would have been the same for me if Chris had been a
girl.

I smiled as I saw Chris' foot sliding along Mark's calf, he had soft
brown hair on his legs, and Chris had thin blonde hair, so fine it was
almost invisible. Their bodies were close now, their hips together and
I knew they must be excited, their cocks hard and aching, trapped
within their underwear, rubbing together while the two boys kissed.

Mark's left hand was low now, on Chrissy's hip and further, massaging
the boy's ass, which was as sweet and round and pert as any girl's at
school, mine included. I'd noticed Chris' butt right away and so had a
lot of other people, other girls and probably some of the boys. But it
was Mark who was squeezing it now, grabbing Chris' firm round cheeks
with his big left hand, bringing Chris to groan with pleasure and
thrust his hips against Mark as they lay there.

Chris was the one who reached for cock first, sliding his hand between
them and I smiled at seeing Mark's body jerk, just a little, and he
lifted his mouth with a gasp and a soft chuckle. Chris had his hand
inside Mark's boxers, his fingers finding that big throbbing cock and
I saw Chris' eyes go a little wide. I knew he was surprised by what
he'd found. Mark was big down there, full sized like a grown man would
be proud of, and I knew exactly how hot and heavy it would feel in the
boy's hands.

"Jesus, that's big." Chris giggled and Mark laughed. 

"Here...Take these off..." Mark breathed, pushing his boxers down with one
hand.

Chris helped him, both of my boyfriends moving, sitting up once more
like we had all the time in the world, and then they took off
Chrissy's briefs as well, so that they were both completely naked.
They were both completely hard too, their cocks straining and so
beautiful and different. Mark's was big and thick and jutting straight
out from his thick brown pubic hair. Chrissy's cock was smaller, but
still nice sized, and not so thick. It curved a little, pointing
upward and he had a thin patch of light brown pubic hair around the
base of it.

The two boys knelt there for a few minutes, giving me their profiles
as they faced each other, just touching and smiling and enjoying the
moment, the experience of being with someone else, someone the same
but different. Chris kissed Mark lightly, on his lips and then bent to
kiss the boy's chest, licking Mark's skin, moving to his left nipple.
Mark cradled Chrissy's head, arching his back slightly as he felt his
new boyfriend's mouth sucking at his skin, at his sensitive areole. 

Then Chris moved to the other one and I could see Mark's nipple was
hard and shiny wet with Chris' spit. After a minute the right one was
the same and Mark lifted Chrissy's face so they could kiss again,
still kneeling and I stared as they pressed themselves close, their
cocks touching each other, sliding back and forth, the swollen heads
pressing against the other's tummy, or thigh, or down lower. Mark's
cock slide beneath Chrissy's and he found himself prodding gently
against his new boyfriend's balls.

It must have felt good because neither of them wanted to do anything
else for a while. They made out and moved their hips, almost like
fucking, but more like just touching, caressing each other not only
with their mouths and hands, but with their chests rubbing, their
cocks sliding and poking. It was hot and almost indescribable, like a
dream and I was trying to keep from cumming, I swear. I was just
rubbing myself lightly, trying to avoid my clit, but I was so close
right then that I wanted to scream.

"Do this..." Mark sighed at one point, after they'd been making out like
that for at least ten minutes.

He reached down, grabbing both of their cocks in his big gentle hand
and Chris sucked a little breath as his cock was suddenly pressed
tight against Mark's. And he was stroking them together, Mark moving
his hand slowly back and forth, staring into Chrissy's eyes, jerking
the both of them off as one.

"That feels good," Chris nodded, licking his lips.

"Yeah, real good, doesn't it?" Mark smiled. "Your cock is so hot."

"Yours too," Chris said. "I never thought I'd ever do this stuff..."

"Me neither," Mark agreed.

"...I mean with another guy." Chris grinned.

"I know." Mark sucked his top lip briefly. "Do you want me to suck
it?"

"Do you want to?" Chris widened his eyes, dark in the moonlight.

"Yeah," Mark nodded.

"I want to suck yours too," Chris told the other boy.

"Same time?" Mark asked and when Chris nodded Mark grinned. "Like this
then, on our sides like before."

Except this time they were turned opposite directions, head to feet,
and I had to rub my clit then. I couldn't stop myself. Mark and Chris,
my two boyfriends, were holding each other's hard cocks, lying by the
fire under a big yellow moon, and I pulled my panties aside, Jilling
my clit hard.

Watching them take each other into their mouths for the first time
brought me off. Seeing Chris's sexy mouth stretched wide around Mark's
big dick, taking him inside slowly, carefully, that was so good. And
at the other end, Mark was doing the same, holding Chrissy's hard cock
in his fist and kissing the tip first, licking it experimentally and
finally taking the boy into his mouth...I moaned loudly, tilting my head
to the stars and thumbing my clit with one hand while I rubbed my
greasy labia with the other.

It had to be a lot like going to heaven, I thought, except better.

I lost my bra someplace in that orgasm, as I'd had to straighten my
legs and fall back to lie down. Sitting up was just too much work when
I was cumming like that. I didn't know if I had my eyes open or
closed, I mean the view was the same either way. Blackness and stars,
pinpricks of brilliant light, and somewhere off to my right a big old
moon looking so close I could almost touch it. The world could have
ended right then. One of those asteroids could have landed on me and I
wouldn't have cared. My life was too perfect to go on; everything that
came after was going to be diminished by our new experiences that
night...Or so it seemed at the time. I guess that's why it's called the
little death, maybe.

I was vaguely aware that Chris and Mark had stopped playing with each
other long enough to watch me cum and I sat up on my elbows, blinking
at them and giggling.

"Don't stop cause of me," I breathed.

"Okay." Mark grinned and teased me with a shrug, turning back to suck
Chrissy's cock some more apparently.

"Are you okay, Steph?" Chris asked me and then he gasped. "Ohhh...Ah!"

"Perfect." I smiled and let myself back down, watching stars and
listening to my boyfriends sucking each other's cocks.

I lifted my knees and peeled my panties off, tossing them aside with
my bra, which had ended up beneath my butt somehow, and then
straightening my legs, feeling the cool night air wash over my
feverish body. My pussy was wet, my thighs damp, and my clit still
buzzing. I ignored it, playing with my nipples instead, which I always
liked to do, and they were hard and puffy, flashing hot and cold. I
pinched them gently, pulling them a little, and feeling good inside
and out.

We were going to be doing this a lot, I knew. The three of us, making
love in one way or another, all year long, and next year, and then...Who
could say? Not me. But just for today was good enough, tomorrow would
take care of itself. Today was always where we lived and right then I
was smiling and feeling my body burn with feverish excitement.

I turned onto my side, propping my head on my elbow and watched them,
still in their 69, still learning how to suck each other's cocks. I
wondered if Chris would have any better luck with Mark's big penis
than I did. It was just too large for me to really suck the way I
wanted to, but Chris was a little bigger than me, so maybe he could
make Mark feel really good. I hoped so; Mark never complained, but he
deserved better.

I knew Chris was feeling nice anyway. I could see Mark's mouth on
Chrissy's cock and he had most of it, all but the last inch or so in
his mouth, and Mark was enjoying it. He sucked Chris' cock nice,
keeping the boy in his closed mouth and breathing through his nose.
He'd learned quickly and Chris was loving it, thrusting with his hips
a little and I grinned because I knew the boy had to be getting close.
Mark was going to get a nice surprise in a minute or two.

I debated on whether or not I should join them. I could have just
gotten up against Mark's back, pressed my breasts against him, put my
mouth close to his ear. I could have told Mark how hot it was making
me to see him and Chris making love like that, how sweet it was to see
Chrissy's hard cock fucking Mark's hungry mouth. And when Chris was
cumming I might have told Mark to keep sucking, to show Chris how much
he loved him and swallow our boyfriend's cum.

But it was their turn; their first time together and I didn't want to
spoil it for them. Not that I would have ruined it that way, not at
all. Mark would have loved it and Chris wouldn't have cared, but
still, I just wanted to watch. It wasn't about me having two
boyfriends. Our relationship was about the three of us all sharing
each other, and I wanted Chris and Mark to be as close to each other
as I was with each of them. I supposed it would take a long time
before Chris was ever as close to us as Mark and I were to each other,
and maybe he never would be, but I was really going to try and make it
happen.

"Uhhmmm...I'm...Going to cum..." Chris was panting, lifting his head from
Mark's cock.

"Mmmpphh..." Mark made a muffled sound, but he wasn't letting Chris go
and that was seriously neat. He didn't need any encouragement from me.
Mark knew exactly what he wanted to do.

Chris was fucking Mark's mouth now, that's the only word for it
really. He was pushing with his hips, groaning and getting closer and
closer to orgasm. And Mark held the other boy tight, not really
fighting that motion, but just trying to keep Chris from fucking him
too hard. And then Chris gasped and his hips shot forward and Mark
suddenly coughed, or gagged maybe, cause I knew his mouth was rapidly
filled to overflowing with hot boy cum.

It squirted out of the corners of Mark's mouth and I could see Mark's
throat working as he swallowed. But his face was red because he
couldn't breathe and there had to be so much cum, there was no way
Mark could swallow all of it. He pulled his creamy mouth off Chris'
cock with a wet gasp and sucked air. He swallowed hard and sperm was
running from Mark's smiling lips. He held Chris' cock in his hand,
massaging it with small squeezes, and after a few seconds Mark's mouth
went back to it, licking and sucking, cleaning his boyfriend up after
a good orgasm the way a real boyfriend should.

I could have cum again probably, right then as I watched Mark eating
his first ever load of Chris' sperm, but I was content to tease
myself. I was squeezing my thighs together and just playing with my
tits while I watched, licking my sympathetic lips and swallowing as if
I could taste Chrissy's sweet teen sperm myself. I'd promised the boy
that I'd give him his first blowjob, and eat his cum, but it had been
Mark instead. That was okay, I didn't think Chris minded all that
much.

Especially when they kissed after Mark had cleaned Chris up nice, so
well in fact that Chrissy's cock had never really gone soft. But they
wanted to kiss again and so they did, Chris eagerly accepting Mark's
spermy tongue into his mouth, tasting himself on his boyfriend's lips.
That had to be seriously hot for those guys and I wasn't jealous, just
a tad envious. But I knew my turn would come soon enough.

=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=

"Do you want to fuck?" I heard Mark's husky voice asking Chris, and it
was obvious what Mark wanted.

He was squeezing Chrissy's sweet round ass with both of his hands,
moving his hips so that his hard ruddy cock slid wetly up and down and
across Chrissy's soft flat tummy. They'd been kissing long and deep
while I'd watched with pleasure, rubbing my quivering sex and barely
able to breathe. My two boyfriends looked so good together, so perfect
for each other.

"Do you want to?" Chris licked his lips, staring into Mark's dark
brown eyes.

"Yeah. God yeah," Mark breathed. "Let me put it inside, okay?" 

He was kissing Chris again, pulling the smaller boy against his
muscular chest, rubbing Chrissy's ass, maybe even fingering him, I
couldn't tell, but it was hot. I was more than ready for some
attention of my own, to tell the truth, but I could wait a little bit
longer. I could wait forever maybe, if it meant I could watch Mark and
Chris make love in front of me.

"Will it hurt?" Chris pulled his mouth away, panting and he was
feeling it, the same desire for Mark that I had.

"Yeah," Mark told Chris honestly. "But I'll be careful, okay?"

"I want to do it..." Chris was nodded, but he sounded unsure.

"Just try for me, one time...." Mark kissed the boy's neck, up to his
ear, nibbling it while he held Chrissy close.

"I love you," Chris sighed.

"I love you too." Mark kissed Chrissy's soft blonde hair and Chris had
his chin on Mark's shoulder, his eyes closed and smiling. 

"Okay," Chris said a half a minute later, after he'd caught his breath
and thought hard about it. "I'll do it, okay."

"Come here, lie down with me." I smiled, patting the comforter beside
me. 

I couldn't stop myself. I thought I could just sit there and watch and
be happy with that, but I needed to be close to them. The night was
passing too fast and I'd been watching for so long. I loved them both
and wanted them and if Mark was going to fuck Chris, I wanted to share
it somehow. More than I already had. 

"Yeah, lie down with Stephy." Mark grinned, but only reluctantly
letting go of Chrissy's ass.

"Make out with me a little," I giggled and lifted my right arm as
Chris joined me, laying down on his right side. 

I was on my left side, propped up on my left elbow with my legs
slightly spread. My left leg straight, my right up and bent at the
knee, exposing my glistening pink pussy for my boyfriends to admire by
the firelight.

"Hi." Chris lay on his right side, facing me with a smile that was
almost shy.

"Hi." I smiled back at him warmly.

"Hey." Mark grinned and he was lying down behind Chris on his right
side as well, facing the other boy's back, so that Chris was between
us.

"I thought you guys forgot all about me." I made a frowny face, but
then I laughed and spoiled it.

"I used to dream about you," Chris said softly and he sounded so
serious, almost wistful.

"You did?" I bit my bottom lip and moved closer so that the tip of
Chrissy's cock was touching my tummy and I played my fingers over his
lips.

"I just didn't know it was you." Chris caught my finger between his
lips and kissed it tenderly.

"You ever dream about me?" Mark asked, teasing Chris as he moved his
hand around to feel our boyfriend's stomach and chest.

"Uh..." Chris giggled.

"That's so sweet," I sighed, staring into Chris' eyes and replacing my
fingers with my mouth.

"Nobody ever dreams about me," Mark grumbled softly and he was kissing
Chris' shoulder, playing his hand across Chris' nipple, pinching it
gently and I felt Chris moving slightly.

"Ughmmm..." Chris groaned and I pulled away from him, letting my tongue
linger for a heartbeat across his open lips.

"What is it?" I asked him.

"Mark wants to fuck me." He swallowed hard. "He is fucking me."

"I can't help it." Mark shrugged with a smile and I realized he was
pressing his big cock against Chrissy's butt from behind, between our
boyfriend's firm round cheeks. 

He wasn't really doing anything, but poking around and thrusting like
he was looking for something in particular, like Chrissy's virgin
anus. Chris was helping him too, a little anyway. He'd lifted his left
leg, mirroring me really, and giving Mark a little better access to
his ass.

"It'll be okay," I promised Chris. "Mark's got a big dick, but he's
careful. We did it like that before."

"I'll be extra careful, I swear." Mark was leaning over Chris,
reaching for his chin so he could turn Chrissy's mouth to his.

"You did?" Chris managed to ask me, just before Mark's lips closed
over his and they were kissing hard. 

And while they were doing that, Mark had brought his left hand back,
reaching down so he could guide his cock to the right place. I knew
Mark and he was patient enough when he had to be, but when he wanted
to fuck he could be sort of greedy too. Of course I was even worse, so
I didn't really mind, but I thought maybe Chris might have wanted a
little more time. Maybe a little more of my tongue in his mouth, but
that was just me probably. I was seriously horny too.

"Mmmmphh..." Chris' body went tight and he winced slightly, but wouldn't
break the kiss. 

Mark had found the boy's asshole and was pushing hard now, his strong
arm around Chrissy's body, holding him tight against his own. I knew
that feeling, the way Mark's cockhead seemed huge and hot, powerful
like all the rest of him, and I reached down to grab Chrissy's penis
in my gentle hand, massaging it while I lowered my mouth to kiss his
suddenly flushed and trembling body.

I was vaguely aware of Mark's soft grunts, muffled by Chris' mouth,
and my big boyfriend wasn't thrusting so much as he was just pushing,
applying constant and unrelenting pressure against Chrissy's tight
little butthole so that his cock could force its way inside, slowly
but surely. Only after several minutes, when I think they were both
desperate for cool fresh air, did Mark finally pause and lift his
mouth.

"Oh! I feel it..." Chris made a face, kind of a mix of pain and pleasure
and a little bit of disbelief maybe.

"You're tight, Chrissy...Jesus..." Mark nodded sucking the night air into
his lungs.

"Is it inside him?" I asked Mark, looking up at him as I pressed my
cheek to Chris' chest, listening to his strong heart beating rapidly.

"Yeah, just a little." Mark said with a smile.

"He's in me a lot." Chris closed his eyes. "It burns."

"I know." I kissed his body. "It hurts a lot at first."

"But it feels so good too." Mark chuckled, like he'd know. He's the
one who'd done all the pushing, Chris was doing all the real work.

"For you maybe," Chris giggled weakly.

"It'll feel good for you too, I promise." Mark kissed his shoulder. 

"Do you want me to suck your cock while Mark fucks you?" I asked
Chris, because he was still very hard and I wanted to make him feel
good.

"Yeah, suck his cock, take his mind off it." Mark smiled at me.

"Just don't forget, Mark." I grinned at him, sliding down while Chris
watched me. 

"Forget what?" Mark asked, narrowing his eyes a little.

"After you fuck Chrissy, you're going to be the only virgin left." I
giggled and stuck my tongue out at him, but really I was just licking
at the tip of Chris' cock too as I turned my body around.

"Heh!" Chris grinned at Mark. "I'm going to love fucking you."

"Oh yeah?" Mark smiled. "Then don't complain when I do...This...Ugh!"

He pushed hard with his hips, staring into Chrissy's eyes, and forcing
another half inch or more of his thick cock inside Chrissy's rectum so
that our blonde boyfriend gasped with surprise.

"Yeah...Fuck me...Just do it...Fuck me hard...okay?" Chris was nodding and he
just wanted it now.

"Kay...I'll fuck you, Chrissy...Tight ass little...Ughhhmmm...Fuck yeah..." Mark
gave a soft groan, and he was doing it hard, pulling back just a bit,
and then stabbing forward with his cock. 

I watched that dark shaft jutting between Mark's legs as it
disappeared into Chrissy's ass. It was just inches from my face while
I sucked Chris off slowly, tenderly, savoring the taste of the boy in
my mouth, his flavor just a little different than Mark's. I held
Chrissy's balls out of the way, pulling them carefully and feeling the
soft skin being tugged every time Mark fucked his cock inside Chris'
stretched anus.

"Ow...Mmmm...Ah...Ohhh...God..." Chris was making a lot of noise, a lot of
little ohhs and ahhs, punctuated with Mark's heavier grunts.

I was moaning myself, softly like a happy kitten, sucking Chrissy's
cock in time with Mark's thrusts. He was going a little faster, but
Mark was being careful too, and slow, or as slow as a seventeen year
old boy full of sperm could be. Chris was feeling every inch of Mark,
I knew that, but I was kind of surprised by how well he was taking his
boyfriend's big cock. Every time we did it like that I thought Mark
was splitting my butt in two. 

Chris was sore though, no doubt, and he winced with pain when Mark
pushed inside too hard, but caught in between us as he was, Chris
really looked like he was enjoying the new experience too. His cock
certainly was. Chris was hard as ever and I loved the way I could suck
very nearly all of him into my hungry mouth. I was used to Mark's big
fat dick and now with Chris it suddenly seemed like I had all the room
in the world.

I used my tongue against the shaft, along the top of Chrissy's dick
since I was turned around sort of, not in a real sixty-nine, but
almost. I wanted to be able to see Mark's cock while I sucked Chris,
so I'd moved myself and I might have been able to push my sex close
enough that Chris could kiss it, except he was busy kissing Mark. I
didn't mind, it was good enough for me just to know Chris was getting
off on my mouth.

And probably if I'd been turned the other way, the regular way, I
could have deep throated Chris, because he was about the same size as
that banana I'd practiced with, and even the same shape, more or less.
That was going to be really nice if I could do that, I thought, for
both of us. This was fine for the moment though, as I said, just
sucking Chrissy's cock while Mark fucked him harder now that Chris was
a little more used to it. 

I could see Mark getting not quite all of his cock inside Chris' tight
little ass, but a lot of it, more than half anyway, and Mark's strokes
weren't very long at all. Just a few inches back and forth, but those
must have been the ones that counted, because they were making out
like fiends. The two boys looked like they'd been lovers for a lot
longer than just a couple days, that was for sure.

"Like this...Get down a little..." I heard Mark saying, all hot and
breathless and Chris was gasping his approval and I had no choice but
to get out of the way.

It might have seemed a little rude, since I was seriously getting into
sucking Chrissy's cock right about then, but they were the ones making
love, so I didn't complain. Besides, it was pretty exciting to watch
as Mark rolled Chris onto his stomach, keeping his cock deep inside
Chrissy's ass while they moved, until Mark was straddling Chris' prone
body.

I sat back and rubbed myself, licking my lips and staring as Mark
pressed his weight down on our boyfriend's back, grabbing Chris'
shoulders from underneath and putting his face close to the other
boy's. Mark grunted hard and Chris groaned loudly, and I moved so I
could see between their legs in the dim light. Mark was going to give
Chris all of his cock, every bit of it he could take, which was more
than I'd ever tried to do with Mark in my butt.

Mark thrust hard, over and over, and each time they made soft noises
and Mark was fucking Chris now. Riding him the way he wanted to,
forcing his thick long cock all the way inside so that Chris could
feel it bottom out, or so it seemed to me. He couldn't have been that
deep inside and Mark was extra long that way. Our blonde boyfriend
would jerk, and gasp, and his body contract with the sudden sensation
of having Mark's penis fully imbedded in his rectum, so far inside
that Mark's sperm heavy sack pressed against Chrissy's balls.

I fucked myself with two fingers, thumbing my clit and nodding
happily. I was going to cum any second and Mark was fucking Chris
faster, harder, making love to his new sweetheart the way a boyfriend
should. He was going to cum too, shooting his sperm deep inside
Chrissy's hot willing ass. It was going to be good and Chris was
fucking him back, or at least trying to, smiling sometimes, making
ouchy faces at others, and breathing hard while whispering words that
I couldn't make out.

Chris had his left arm up, bent back so he could hold Mark's head and
neck. They were kissing again and I could see their tongues working
eagerly against each other. Mark's ass was moving back and forth, his
hips driving that big cock of his deep inside Chris until finally he
gave a muffled moan, a final hard thrust and I knew Mark was cumming.
Chris wriggled happily beneath him, mindless of whatever pain he might
have been feeling. He was feeling Mark's cock shooting inside his
bowels, flooding his sore and tender ass with hot sperm for the very
first time in his life. That had to be good for the boy, and worth
every bit of discomfort he'd suffered.

I was cumming too, my fingers a blur over my clit and labia, rubbing
myself almost violently until I couldn't do it anymore. I could just
squeeze my thighs together hard around my hand, trapping it to my
spasming cunt, and everything was hot all over. I was cumming good
again, getting myself off while my two boyfriends savored the
consummation of their love. 



end of 04
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