Viggo stood in his kitchen enjoying the quiet morning while he waited for the coffee to finish brewing. Sunshine fell through the window warming his bare shoulders and back. He had pulled on his favorite pair of jeans to come downstairs, the ones that Henry constantly complained about. Viggo had to admit that they were a little threadbare in the knees and seat, but they were so soft and molded perfectly to his body.

A sharp knock sounded on the front door, jolting Viggo from his thoughts. "Who in the hell?" Viggo muttered. All of his neighbors would have come around to the mudroom door off of the kitchen. Peering through the living room windows on his way to the front of the house, Viggo spotted a non-descript sedan that screamed "rental car".

Cautiously he opened the door without removing the chain. He normally didn't have to worry about reporters disturbing his privacy out here, but right now would be an extremely bad time for it to start. Looking through the crack his eyes locked with smiling green ones and he broke out in laughter. Closing the door enough to remove the chain, he flung it wide open and pulled the man standing on the other side into a big bear hug.

"About fucking time. I thought you were going to shoot first and ask questions later." Sean teased as he picked up a leather duffle bag and entered the house.

"Well, what do you expect coming to the front door? Hell, the only people who use front doors around here are salesmen. Friends come to the kitchen door. Want some coffee? It should be finished by now. What are you doing in my neck of the woods? It's not exactly on the way to…anywhere." Viggo laughed.

Sean put down his bag and followed Viggo into the kitchen. "I needed a place to escape, Henry said you were up here, and not being on the way to anywhere is just what I needed. I hope you don't mind." Taking a seat at the table, he took a deep breath and relaxed for the first time in months. Yes, coming here had been a great idea.

"You are always welcome in my home, Sean." Viggo said in a serious tone before turning towards the counter to fix the coffee.

Sean closed his eyes, enjoying the warmth of the kitchen. He heard shuffling noises and opened them just in time to see a very sleepy, rumpled Orlando stumble into the kitchen. Surprise kept him speechless as Orli moved behind Viggo, wrapping his arms around the artist's bare waist just above his jeans, and burying his face into Viggo's neck.

Damn, Orli looked… there was just no other way to say it…well fucked. He had that sleepy, sated look that comes from a long night of intense love making and multiple orgasms. Sean recognized that look; he had caused it, but feeling a twang of what could be jealousy or sadness, he realized he had never felt it.

"Coffee." Orli's raspy voice could just be heard.

Viggo turned in his lover's arms a cup of coffee in his hand. "We've got company, Angel," he whispered.

Sean could see Orli stiffen in Viggo's arms. The younger man tentatively lifted his head and turned in Sean's direction. Seeing him, his face broke into a joyful smile and he shot from Viggo's embrace like a missile. Before he could register the motion, Sean had a lap full of Orli hugging him and babbling. He just laughed and hugged back.

Orlando snuggled down, and tucked his head under Sean's chin. "Beanie, this is a surprise! What's the occasion? We're not exactly near an exit!"

Sean shifted a bit and hoped Orlando couldn't feel the effect his warm body was having on the older man. The boy smelled like sleep, sex and Viggo, a lethal combination. "I, uh, needed a break..." It was hard to string together a coherent sentence with a lap full of warm Elf. "Some time to think ..."

Orlando pulled back and looked at him. "Woman trouble?"

"Yeah, you could say that. Enough about me," Sean sputtered. "What are you doing here? I thought you were in some Midwestern state filming for Crowe?" Sean looked from Orlando to Viggo and back.

"On a bit of a holiday, waiting for pick ups." Orlando looked at Viggo and smiled. He wiggled his hips. "So Beanie, you happy to see me or do you have torch in your pocket?"

Sean flushed red.

"Orlando," Viggo chastised with a grin, "leave Sean alone. He just got here. Let's get him settled in before we subject him to the whole Orli Experience."

All of a sudden there was a ringing from Sean's pocket. Cursing he reached in and pulled out his cell phone. Before he could open it, Orli had snatched it from his fingers. "Viggo, didn't you show Sean our drawer?" Orlando danced towards the sideboard in the dining room. When Sean's phone quit ringing, he opened it and turned it off.

Sean looked at the drawer Orlando had just opened. Inside were a collection of phones, a date book, and some keys.

"Come on, hand them over." Orli demanded. "I need your watch, keys and anything else that will keep you from being completely here. Don't worry. The world will still be there when you get back."

Sean hesitated looking at Viggo who was leaning against the door frame between the kitchen and the dining room, arms crossed over his bare chest. `Yeah, here is definitely where I want to be.' Sean thought handing over the requested items.

"Well now that business is taken care of… How about some breakfast?" Viggo turned back into the kitchen.

By the time Sean and Orlando reached the doorway, he was bent over pulling eggs, cheese and bacon out of the refrigerator. Sean stopped causing Orli to bump into him. He couldn't seem to drag his eyes away from his best friend's ass. `God what is wrong with me?'

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" Orli whispered near his ear. The warm breath caused shivers to run through his body. "I could see it everyday for the rest of my life and not get tired of it. It *feels* even better than it *looks*." Orli pushed past Sean and walked up behind Viggo running a hand over his hip and squeezing his right ass cheek.

"Hey, no molesting the cook," Viggo squeaked standing upright. His eyes locked with Orlando's, and Sean watched as an invisible force pulled the two men towards each other until their lips met. Sean had never seen such a passionate kiss in real life or the movies. Unconsciously, his feet were moving him closer. He wanted to join that kiss.

Viggo pressed into the younger man with his body walking him backwards until he hit the counter. Orli's hands were wound in Viggo's hair. Viggo's hands were on Orli's ass pulling the lithe body up against him.

Viggo heard a low moan and realized it hadn't come from Orlando. He pulled back enough to reestablish some control. Orli whimpered at the loss of contact, his body arched towards the warmth he had lost. Sean stopped dead half way across the kitchen.

Viggo bent his head toward Orli's ear and whispered something Sean couldn't hear. Orli stretched and yawned sleepily laying his head on Viggo's shoulder. Viggo started lightly stroking his back causing Orlando to make a noise suspiciously like a purr. Viggo smiled and gave him a little push. "Why don't you go take a shower?"

His eyes never really opening, Orlando mumbled something and headed for the stairs. Sean just laughed, his eyes following the dazed looking man as he stumbled out of the room.

Sean collapsed in a chair and turned back to face Viggo, he leaned forward resting his forearms on his knees. "How long has this been going on, Vig?"

"I was wondering how long it would take you to ask." Viggo turned back to the counter to start cooking breakfast. "We've been together since New Zealand."

"You've got to be joking. How did I not know?"

"Well we *are* actors, and I like to think good ones." Viggo answered.

"Who does know?"

"Henry, Exene, Sonia, and Sam. I think Dom suspects, but he's never said anything."

"Exene knows and you didn't tell me!" Sean sounded outraged but his smile betrayed him.

Viggo laughed. "Exene and I have a pact. We won't ever ask Henry to keep a secret from the other parent. I wanted to tell Henry; therefore, Exene had to know."

"How in the hell have you kept it a secret from everyone else? You must never see each other."

Viggo smiled slyly. "You'd be surprised. People are amazingly predictable. They see what they want to see."

~~~~~

Orlando stumbled up the stairs. Even in his tired state, he was excited and aroused by Beanie's appearance at the ranch. He and Viggo had various fantasies involving their mutual friend and all of a sudden he had been dropped on their doorstep. Viggo had been intrigued by the thought of involving someone else in their lovemaking. Sean was the perfect choice. They were both attracted to him, loved him, and most importantly trusted him. They had decided, if the opportunity ever presented itself, they would approach him.

Orlando could hear Sean's sexy accented voice floating up from the kitchen. He couldn't hear specifically what was being said, but he had a pretty good idea of the topic. Sean looked a bit shocked to see him. They had been careful to keep their relationship secret, so he guessed Sean was pumping Viggo for the details. Hopefully, Viggo would share all, specifically an invitation to join their bed. The very thought of Sean's hands on his body and the idea of watching Sean with Viggo had him hard. Absentmindedly, he stroked himself through his pants.

He stepped into the bathroom stripping as he went. A sigh escaped his lips as his erection sprang free. He adjusted the water in the shower and stepped in. He quickly grabbed his shower gel and slicked his throbbing cock. He slowly stroked himself as thoughts about the blonde men sitting at his kitchen table burned through his brain. He imagined it was Beanie's hand wrapped around his cock, pushing him closer to the edge. Finally he pictured himself sandwiched between the two men. His strokes sped up, and he came with a moan.

With a determined look, he committed to doing whatever it took to entice Sean into joining them. He quickly finished his shower, eager to get back downstairs. He stepped out of the stall and realized Viggo had taken all the towels to do laundry. `Sometimes that man is just too domestic.' He walked dripping to the stairs and called. "Vig? Baby? I need a towel." He waited for a second…"Viggo?" No answer. Shrugging, he walked back into the bathroom to straighten out his hair. "Guess I'll just drip dry." he pouted.

"No need to drip dry, lad. I brought you a towel. Viggo headed out to see if there are any fresh eggs. We're a few short." Sean smiled as he handed the fluffy towel over, trying unsuccessfully to keep his eyes on Orli's face instead of the boy's incredible body. `Damn, that boy has filled out.'

"Thanks, Beanie." Orlando made a show of running the towel over his chest, down his rippled stomach and to his crotch, bending over at the hip to dry his legs.

"No problem," Sean stuttered, no longer able to keep his eyes from appreciating the man in front of him. Sean's eyes locked on an obvious love bite marking Orli's hip. He couldn't drag his eyes away from it. He wanted to fall to his knees and soothe the mark with his tongue.

Noticing Sean's gaze, Orlando turned to look at his hip. "Oh, Vig sometimes gets a bit carried away." He traced his hand over the love bruise, "Not that I mind, the things he can do with that mouth… auhhh." Orlando shivered.

A shout was heard from downstairs. "Sean? Orli? Breakfast is ready."

Viggo's voice seemed to startle Sean out of his extended perusal of Orlando's body. "I, uh, sorry," Beanie stammered as he turned to leave.

"It's ok, Beanie. I don't mind, and I'm sure Viggo wouldn't either."

Sean looked at Orlando and smiled not entirely sure what the younger man was saying. It sounded like an offer, but that could be his wishful thinking. "I'll head back downstairs and tell Viggo you'll be down in a minute."

Orlando smiled to himself. 'This is going to be too easy.'

~~~~~

The rest of the day passed in comfortable camaraderie. The men had a lot to catch up on and spent most of the time seated around the kitchen table talking and laughing. Like most close friends, once they were together again it seemed like no time had passed at all. Sean began to think he had imagined the feelings from this morning, he obviously had been tired from his trip. That explained his strange reaction to his friends. He currently wasn't feeling any of the burning attraction he had experienced earlier…of course, Viggo and Orlando were both fully clothed.

They had discussed going out for dinner, but really were too comfortable to leave the house. In the end, they all pitched in to prepare a simple meal and then left the dishes soaking in the sink.

The three men moved from the kitchen into the living room, feeling pleasantly full and mellow from their meal and wine. Sean sunk into the overstuffed arm chair propping his bare feet on the coffee table. Viggo sat down on the couch. Orlando put in a movie before sprawling out on the couch with his head in Viggo's lap.

Sean was enjoying the movie. It was some obscure director that Viggo probably knew, but it was well done and pulled you into the story. He turned towards the couch intending to comment on the main character's accent but swallowed his words.

Viggo was on his back with Orlando completely on top of him. Orlando had his mouth against Viggo's and was kissing him softly. Sean could see Viggo's tongue as it ran against Orlando's lips. Viggo buried his hands in the younger man's dark silky curls, tightening his grip and deepening the kiss.

Orlando moaned softly and took over. He began moving his mouth down Viggo's throat and ground his cock into the man's thigh. Viggo responded by raising his knee between Orli's legs pressing up hard against the erection. Orli whimpered rocking his hips and trying to find release.

`So much for not having sexual thoughts.' Sean shifted in his seat. He had changed into jeans and a t-shirt before dinner, but the jeans felt entirely too tight as his cock hardened painfully. He tried to refocus his attention on the TV, but the sounds coming from the couch were too distracting. He heard a low raspy moan from Viggo and then a hitch in Orlando's breathing followed by sound so intimate it almost made him come in his jeans. Looking down he realized that he was stroking himself through the denim. He guiltily moved his hand away.

Other than the sound from the TV, the room got very quiet. Sean glanced at the couch without turning his head. Viggo was running his hands down Orlando's back in long soothing strokes. Orli's head was resting on Viggo's chest tucked under his chin. His eyes were closed and he was breathing heavily. Either one or both of them had just come, or they had decided to stop because he was there. Whichever it was, Sean felt the need to turn in for the night and give his friends some privacy.

Standing up and turning towards the stairs, Sean faked a yawn and stretch. "I'm absolutely knackered, can't seem to keep my eyes open. I'm gonna head up. See you two in the morning."

~~~~~

The second Vig came through the door to their bedroom; Orli tackled him, pushing him down onto the bed. "I'm not used to having to keep my hands to myself when we are up here."

Viggo chuckled softly. His lips pressed into Orli's curls. "You've been keeping your hands to yourself?"

"I'll have you know I've been showing amazing restraint. You haven't been inside me in almost fourteen hours which is bloody well long enough. Take me NOW, old man!" He pulled his t-shirt over his head as he pushed his jeans down to his ankles. He hadn't bothered with boxers. His hands attacked Viggo's clothes stripping him naked in seconds.

Viggo climbed on top of Orlando and straddled him, lifting his arms and locking them above his head. "Beg me."

Orlando whimpered.

"Come on, Angel. You can do better than that. Let me hear that pretty voice. Beg. Let Sean hear it." Viggo shifted and let one hand run down Orlando's body to his crotch. He curled his hand around Orli's throbbing erection.

Orlando groaned, arching off the bed and pressing further into Viggo's hand. "Please…more…fuck me!"

Viggo leaned forward, pressing his lips against Orlando's ear. "Do you think Sean enjoyed listening to us in the living room? Do you think he's in his room now touching himself? Let's give him something to listen to."

Orlando shuddered as Viggo's breath rasped against his ear. Glancing toward the door he saw that Viggo had left it open. He was painfully hard now, almost bursting as Viggo's hand rubbed gently over his cock. The combination of thinking about Sean and feeling Viggo had him on the brink of explosion. He could come from Viggo's voice alone, but Viggo's voice talking about Sean was too much.

Viggo kissed Orlando's jaw, running his tongue over his skin and then pressing a hungry kiss on his lips, thrusting his tongue into Orlando's mouth and leaving him breathless. Viggo's free hand slid over the side of Orlando's body, tracing the smooth contours of Orlando's abs and hip. Orlando moaned beneath him, his arms still held above his head as Viggo assaulted his mouth and body.

Sitting back abruptly, Viggo freed Orlando's hands and reached for the lubricant in the side table drawer. Orlando reached down desperate for the feel of Viggo's skin. Viggo quickly slapped his hands away, pushing them back above his head.

"Don't move," growled Viggo grasping Orlando's cock.

Orlando stilled, his hands clenching and grabbing for the head board. Viggo's touch was driving him crazy. Viggo leaned over him, his hand still moving on Orlando's cock as he kissed the younger man violently. Orlando yielded under Viggo's attack, opening his mouth and letting Viggo swallow his cries of pleasure.

Viggo's lips traveled over Orlando's skin, making him tremble. He nipped at Orlando's nipples, sucking hard and making him moan. "Louder, let him here you."

Orlando squirmed as Viggo's lips traveled lower, his tongue dipping into Orlando's belly button and sucking on the skin above his tattoo leaving another love bite. Without warning, Viggo consumed Orlando's cock, sucking it deep into his mouth and twirling his tongue over the tip. There were no slow, soft touches...Viggo was hard and fast, sucking on the head of Orlando's cock and fisting the base. Orlando thrust his hips up, his hands flying to Viggo's hair and twisting in the strands. Without thinking about it Orlando cried out, "Viggo… Sean!"

Viggo lifted his head, his hands gripping Orlando's wrists and pushing them above his head again, ignoring the protests from Orli. "Talk to me, Orli. Use those sinful lips to tell us what you want. If we were at your beck and call, what would you have us do."

With one hand holding Orlando's wrists, Viggo rocked onto Orli letting his aching cock come into contact with Orlando's. They both groaned at the touch, and Orlando was quick to wrap his legs around Viggo's waist. "Fuck. I want to fuck Sean and have your cock buried deep inside of me. I want to feel both of you come because of me."

"Oh, yeah! I'm gonna fuck you now," rasped Viggo against Orlando's ear and Orli whimpered, pulling Viggo tighter against him with his legs. "Do you think Sean wants you to fuck him? Do you think he has his fingers deep inside himself right now imagining that it's you?"

Viggo coated his fingers with the lube he had reached for earlier. He lifted one of Orlando's legs and let it rest on his shoulder before slowly sliding a finger in. Orlando arched off the bed as Viggo's finger penetrated him, moaning with pleasure as he did so. Viggo quickly pushed in a second finger and Orlando squirmed, crying out when Viggo curled his fingers and brushed over his prostate.

Orlando whimpered in protest as Viggo's fingers left his body. Viggo ignored him and covered his cock liberally with lube, pulling Orli's legs onto his shoulders. Orlando dared to move his hands again to reach behind Viggo's head and pull him down for a smoldering kiss.

Viggo thrust into Orlando fast, ramming him into the mattress and making him cry out. Sean was no longer on his mind. All he could see or think about was the blissful feeling of being surrounded by Orlando's silky heat. He kept up the fast pace, thrusting rapidly, all the while kissing Orlando with equal passion. Orlando was moaning with each thrust, every inch of his skin tingling with pleasure as Viggo hit the right spot every time, quickly drawing him to the edge. Viggo's tongue repeatedly thrust into Orlando's mouth, his teeth biting Orlando's lower lip.

When Orlando tried to touch himself, Viggo pushed his hand away, taking a firm grasp on his weeping erection and pumping it himself. Orlando's toes curled as each thrust pushed him closer to the edge, and every stroke of Viggo's hand on his cock made him moan and writhe in pleasure. Thrashing his head and crying out, Orlando felt every inch of his skin burn. He came, spilling out over Viggo's hand as Viggo's lips clamped onto his shoulder, kissing and biting as he thrust one last time. Viggo groaned as he emptied himself inside Orlando, his head resting on Orlando's shoulder, his breathing rapid and shallow.

They stayed like that for moments, both out of breath, as if they'd run a marathon. Viggo rested his forehead against Orlando's and placed a light kiss on the heated skin.

"Love you..." he said, one hand reaching to stroke Orlando's dark curls out of his eyes.

"Fuck...Viggo...that was..." Orlando didn't finish his sentence, just closed his eyes, reliving the sensations of the aftershock. Viggo reached to pull one of his arms from above his head and threaded their fingers together. Orlando squeezed them tightly.

Viggo moved so that he was lying beside Orlando when the younger man squirmed beneath him protesting his weight. Orlando stretched out his legs and curled into Viggo's body, hanging onto him closely.

~~~~~

Sean stripped out of his clothes and lay down on his bed, but was too restless to sleep. He heard Viggo and Orlando in their room down the hall. They were obviously making love. He heard Orlando's low moans and Viggo's raspy voice. He listened for a few moments and sat up when he thought he heard his name. He slipped his boxers on over his swollen erection. He struggled within over what he was about to do. He needed to relieve the pressure in his cock, but he was curious about what he was hearing and needed to get closer to be sure. He moved down the hall and stopped before the master bedroom. The door was partially open and he could see into the room. His cock jumped painfully when he caught sight of his two best friends pleasuring each other.

The moon cast a glow through the open windows and bathed the two men in a golden light. Sean palmed his erection as he watched Viggo slide his fingers into Orlando's body. Orlando and Sean shared a moan as Viggo breached the pliant body beneath him. Sean stepped back fearful of being heard and waited. The men were too involved with each other and seemed not to notice.

Pulling his aching shaft from his boxers, Sean began to slowly stoke himself in time with Viggo's fingers. He felt so close to the edge that he slowed his motions in order to enjoy more of the spectacle in front of him. He brought his other hand to his mouth and slicked his fingers. Slowly, he brought his hand down and circled his own entrance, as he continued to stroke himself. When Viggo filled Orlando, Sean pushed his finger deep inside himself. He bit his lip hard, to stifle his moan.

Timing his hand with the movement of Viggo's hips, he fought to keep his eyes open as he rushed closer to orgasm. He watched as Viggo thrust into Orlando and wished he could be part of their lovemaking. Orlando was so responsive, almost insatiable. With the thought of Orli responding to his touch, he was drawn over the edge into bliss. He withdrew his fingers and with a final look at the lovers went back to his room. He made a decision. If he could do it without risking their friendship, he wanted to be part of their lovemaking. He cleaned himself up a bit and fell into bed. He soon fell into a deep sleep.

~~~~~

The next morning Sean woke with a start, uncertain of where he was. It was always like this the first few days in a new place. You'd think that with as much as he traveled he'd get used to it.

Stretching, he looked out the window at the cloudless blue sky. He could here pots and dishes clanking in the kitchen and assumed Viggo was already up preparing breakfast. As soon as the thought of food crossed his mind, his stomach growled. `Guess it's time to get up.'

Sean swung his legs over the side of the bed and pulled on his most comfortable pair of jeans and a soft sweat shirt. The jeans had so many holes in them they were almost indecent, but Sean had resisted two wives and a daughter trying to throw them away. He now wore them as a point of pride.

Shuffling down the stairs, he headed for the kitchen. He froze as he stepped into the doorway between the living room and kitchen. Before him, Viggo lay on the kitchen table in all his naked glory knees pushed to his chest and Orlando's head between his thighs. Sean moved back to where he could observe without being seen. He watched as Orlando licked and bit his way up the older man's thighs, stopping to swirl his tongue around a small tattoo on Viggo's inner thigh. It looked like Elvish script. Orlando appeared to pay great homage to the mark before he moved forward and circled Viggo's entrance with his tongue.

Viggo groaned as Orlando pushed his tongue inside his tight hole. Orlando pulled back and looked at his lover, "You like that, baby? Let me hear you." He quickly plunged his tongue into Viggo and smiled when the older man arched off the table.

Sean felt another flood of desire rush toward his cock as he watched the two men love each other. His erection throbbed against his zipper, begging to be released. `Gawd,' Sean thought, `I haven't had to wank this much since I was a lad!' He reached down to rub his hand along the swollen ridge under his jeans. His body was still sensitized from the night before. As he watched, Viggo came all over Orlando's face. Orlando smiled at his lover and drew his finger though the fluid and brought it to his mouth.

Sean pressed his eyes closed as if he could squeeze the image of Viggo climaxing out of his memory. He had never seen anything so erotic in all his life. His cock was rock hard and he was blatantly massaging it through his jeans. He was so close he knew he'd be coming in just a few more strokes.

Opening his eyes, he met Viggo's startling blue gaze over Orlando's shoulder. Blushing at being caught gawking and groping himself like a teenager; Sean quickly stepped back into the living room and pretended to examine the books on the built-in bookshelves.

Viggo walked into the room a few minutes later with two cups of coffee. Silently he handed one of the cups to Sean and sat down on the couch.

Sean took a sip of his coffee. `Just like I like it.' That was one of the endearing things about Viggo. He always paid attention to the little preferences a person had like how they took their coffee or tea, the toppings they liked on their pizza, and what kind of music they liked to listen to. Sean sat down staring at the coffee in his hands like it was a teleprompter that was going to supply him with the right words to say.

Viggo broke the silence. "I sent Orli out to feed the horses."

"Thank you for not telling him."

"Sean, I don't think you understand. I didn't tell Orli because I wanted to talk to you first...see where you stood on all of this." Viggo motioned vaguely with his hand. "Yesterday you came here looking for serenity, and I don't think we've been helping you find it. I didn't tell Orli because I was worried about what he would do, not because I think he would be shocked. The truth of the matter is that if I had told him, he probably would have come in here and jumped you. His passion for you is just barely restrained. I think seeing the look on your face that I saw would have pushed him over the edge. You looked damn sexy standing there so aroused and lost in your lust."

Viggo's voice got softer and deeper as he spoke. Sean closed his eyes and just let the words flow over him. He was still hard from earlier and Viggo's voice was doing nothing to quench the fire. `Damn that man had a voice made for late night whispers, lips against skin.' Just the thought of what he had listened to last night was enough to bring him to the brink of climax.

"Sean, I may not be doing a very good job of explaining this. Orli and I love each other and we know that nothing is going to change that. We love and trust you, too. We both find you attractive and extremely sexy. Up until yesterday, we've had to settle for including you in our fantasy life. It may be more than you want to hear but we've both come with your name on our lips. If you are interested, we'd like for you to be a part of our reality in what ever way you are comfortable. You can continue to watch us or you could join us." Viggo waited silently for Sean to think about what he'd said.

Sean's mind was spinning with random thoughts, but it kept returning to the image of Viggo this morning as he came and Orlando last night, eyes closed in pleasure, mouth calling his name. No matter where this was leading, he knew he had to experience being a part of that at least once.

Still unable to find coherent words, Sean let his actions speak for him. Dropping to his knees in front of Viggo, he pulled him into an intense kiss. Without waiting for an invitation, he invaded Viggo's mouth with his tongue seeking to taste and explore every nook and cranny.

Viggo leaned back on the couch and let Sean have control of the kiss. When Sean's tongue entered his mouth, he moaned. The taste and feel of Sean's lips was almost too much to bear. He threaded his fingers into the soft blonde hair and held tight pulling Sean on top of him by lying back on the couch.

Sean followed Viggo's retreating body down. When his full weight came to rest between Viggo's thighs he groaned. The deep rumbling in his chest caused Viggo to moan again.

"Shit. I leave you guys alone for five minutes and you start without me. There WILL be punishment later." Orli declared crossing the room towards where the older men lay on the couch, stripping off his shirt and stepping out of his shoes as he walked. He stopped when he was in front of the two men, reaching down he ran a hand up under Sean's sweatshirt stroking his back. Tears stung Orlando's eyes as he watched Sean resume kissing Viggo like he needed to keep tasting his lips to stay alive. "You two are so fucking beautiful!"

Orlando knelt down beside the couch. Smiling he leaned over and kissed Sean deeply. When the kiss ended, both men were breathless. Viggo ran one hand up the well muscled arms of his lovers, cupping their necks and threading his fingers in their hair. Increasing the pressure of his finger tips he pulled both men into a kiss that was full of tongue, lips and barely restrained passion.

Orlando slid a hand between Viggo and Sean palming both of their erections through their jeans. Matching groans filled the room. The thought of what was to come had all three men's cocks throbbing in anticipation. Viggo had a rational thought cut through the fog of lust. "Upstairs," he rasped, "more room."

The three men smiled at one another and moved to the stairs. Orlando pulled Viggo back. Wrapping his arms around his lover, he kissed him fiercely and whispered, "I love you."

Viggo hugged him back and moved towards the steps. "Fantasy awaits."

By the time they had made it to the master bedroom, Sean was lying naked on the bed slowly stroking himself. Viggo and Orlando both rushed to divest their clothes and join their new lover on the bed.

Orlando started by kissing Sean slowly and lovingly, finally feeling the lips he had been dreaming about for years. Viggo stretched out behind Orlando and started kissing his shoulders and neck. Turning his head, Orlando met Viggo's mouth with his own demonstrating the practiced moves of long time lovers.

They broke apart when they felt Sean stroking their thighs, caressing the matching marks on each man. He looked up into first blue and then brown eyes. "What's this say?" he asked, as he traced the Elvish script.

"Melamin," Orlando started.

"My love," Viggo finished. "We wanted something only we would see, a sign of our commitment to one another."

"You are the only other person to ever see it." Orlando whispered.

Sean shifted forward and reverently kissed both men on the sign of their love. Viggo's thigh trembled under his lips.

Orlando pulled Sean up on the bed and settled on one side of him with Viggo on the other. Both men leaned in and captured a pink nipple in swollen lips. Sean arched off the bed, taking both men who followed unwilling to release their prize.

"How do we do this?" Sean asked breathlessly.

"How do you want to do this?" Orlando asked between mouthfuls of Sean's chest his hand reaching down to capture Sean's cock.

Viggo watched as Orlando started to work himself into a frenzy of lust. "Angel, slow down. We have all night," Viggo whispered. Orlando looked up into love-filled eyes, and it calmed him immediately. The men met over Sean and shared a kiss. Sean moaned as he watched their tongues tease each other's lips. Breaking apart, Viggo asked, "Tonight is about granting wishes. What's your fantasy, Sean?"

"I…uh…would love it…uh." Still slightly unsure if he was asking for too much, Sean's voice trembled. "I'd really love it if you would both go down on me...I want to feel both your mouths on my cock."

Orlando grinned his accent getting thicker with lust, "It would be our pleasure, luv." Viggo smiled. Orlando loved to suck cock and was a master at it. Sean wasn't going to know what hit him.

Viggo and Orlando linked hands and stroked Sean's erection. They took their time kissing down Sean's body touching each bit of golden skin. Every few inches they would lean across Sean and share a kiss. Finally, they licked and kissed their way around Sean's cock. Sean moaned at the feeling of two mouths worshiping his rock hard cock. He sat up so he could see reddish blonde and a dark head of curls bob up and down between his legs.

Sean's nerves were on fire. This was beyond what he had imagined. This wasn't just sex. These two beautiful men, his friends, were making love to him. He watched as Orlando and Viggo licked a broad stripe up his erection making it harden painfully. Orlando engulfed his shaft in one smooth swallow. Viggo moved his tongue to Sean's balls. Sean fell back on the bed overcome with desire and lust. He had never been so aroused in his life.

His body began to tighten. Each stroke of Orli's talented mouth drove him closer to orgasm. He was dangerously close to coming and was torn. He didn't want this feeling to stop. Ever. However, he was quickly approaching the point of no return. "Stop," he moaned. Both men looked up, lips swollen and shiny with saliva and precome.

Orlando asked gently, "What's wrong Sean?"

"I am so close," he whimpered.

"And the problem with that is?" Orlando teased.

"I am not as young as you and if we wish to continue, I need to slow down."

Nodding, both Orlando and Viggo moved back up to lay by their new lover. Sean reached down and grabbed a hard cock in each hand. "So how many wishes do I get?"

Viggo seemed to ponder the question a minute before he answered. "I think three is the tradition."

Sean turned to look at Viggo, "I want to be inside you when I come." Viggo moaned at the thought of Sean inside of him and Orlando moaned at the image of Sean taking his lover.

"Done." Viggo proclaimed. "I have a wish, too. I want to feel Orli taking you while you are inside of me." Viggo's statement caused Sean to groan.

Viggo rolled over and Orlando drew him closer to his body. "I can't wait to see Sean's cock sliding into your perfect ass."

Orlando whimpered at the thought.

Viggo's voice was husky from lust as he rasped, "Get me ready for Sean."

Orlando wasted no time in finding the lube and slicking his fingers up. "Spread your legs for me baby." When Viggo did as he bid, Orlando leaned down and swallowed the rock hard cock in front of him, as he breached Viggo's body. Viggo's hips arched off the bed, forcing his erection further into Orlando's willing mouth. Viggo writhed on the bed as Orlando slid another finger deep within his lover's body stroking his pleasure center with each thrust.

Orlando pulled off Viggo's cock as he felt two warm hands stroke his hips and thighs. "You two are so beautiful together." Sean whispered reverently.

"I'm doing this for you, so you can just sink right in."

"Who's gonna prepare me for you." Sean growled...He bent down and brushed wet kisses over Orlando's tattoo and hip bones.

"I'll take good care of you love, don't worry." With fingers still stroking inside Viggo's body Orlando leaned up and kissed Sean. Sean's eyes drifted to where Orlando and Viggo were connected. "God I'm so close to coming just watching you two."

"We can't have you coming too soon, can we?" Orlando murmured. He withdrew his fingers leaving Viggo whining with need. "Patience love, you'll be filled soon." He took his already slippery hand and wrapped it around Sean's throbbing cock slicking it with Viggo and lube. "Now I want to see you make love to Viggo."

Sean moved around Orlando and knelt between Viggo's legs. "May I make love to you?" Sean asked with all seriousness.

Green eyes met blue. "Yes, please," Viggo whispered.

Sean carefully nudged his erection against Viggo's stretched pink hole. He slipped in easily, causing both men to moan as Sean's balls met Viggo's ass.

Orlando moved around to grab the lube and began to slick his fingers. He teased Sean's tight entrance with small feather like strokes. Finally he pushed a finger in. Sean held still for a moment, looking back over his shoulder. "Fuck me, Orlando," he growled.

Orlando slid another finger in scissoring them. Finally he slicked himself and slid into Sean's eager body. After a few clumsy moves the men fell into a rhythm that allowed each man to receive the friction they needed. Appreciative noises came from all three...

Viggo whimpered as he looked up at the man above him. "I'm so close Sean."

"Finish him, Sean," Orlando said as he thrust into the body below him. Sean grasped Viggo's cock at Orli's order, fisting it in time with his thrusts. All three men rushed toward bliss...Viggo's body milked Sean as he came. Sean closed his eyes at the sensation of Viggo's climax.

He thrust hard against Viggo's body and filled the artist with his essence. Orlando cried out as he also surrendered to pleasure.

Sean gently withdrew from Viggo kissing him as he left his body. Orlando dropped to the bed to catch his breath. Viggo shifted to accommodate his lovers. Sean settled between the men as they shared lazy kisses and slowly stroked one another.

Orlando recovered before his older lovers, poking at Sean's ribs, he reminded, "Beanie, you have one wish left."

"Hmmm…so I do, lad. So I do." Sean's voice was raspy from screaming.

"It's best to save your last wish for something big. What's your heart's desire?" Orlando licked his lips in anticipation.

Sean just chuckled sleepily, curled towards Viggo and buried his nose in Viggo's neck. Viggo's arms closed around him. "Staying right here for as long as you two will let me."

Viggo smiled at Orlando over the top of Sean's golden head. Orlando smiled back molding his body to the back of Sean's and linking his fingers with Viggo. "Welcome home, Sean."

Before drifting into sleep, all three men whispered words of love. Something that was perfect had just gotten better.

~~~~~

Three days later, morning dawned on Orli's last day at the ranch. Viggo was humming to himself as he moved around the kitchen fixing breakfast. Sean was sipping a cup of coffee at the table. Neither man felt any urge to talk. A grin pulled at the corners of Sean's mouth as he heard the shuffling noises approaching the kitchen. Orlando was definitely not a morning person. A feeling of deja vu swept over Sean as he watched the younger man enter the room, move towards Viggo and wrap his arms around his waist. Orli had the exact same well-fucked look he had had the morning Sean arrived. This time Sean felt no sadness or jealousy because he knew he looked exactly the same.

~fin~