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Michael and Calum have a strong relationship. They know each other's pick-me-ups and each other's pet peeves. They've spent many days cuddling in bed and watching a show that neither of them would admit to watching out loud but were glad to share with one person. They've been caught making out more than a few times on their tour bus. Somehow, they just click like two puzzle pieces.
For some reason, their interest in each other started lacking. They were still enamored with love for one another, but they felt something missing in their lives.
Michael, as far as he knows, is the only one that has an itsy bitsy teenie weenie yellow polka dot bikini crush on another one of his bandmates. He doesn't want to break up with Calum, like, ever. He loves Calum, and he knows he'll love him until the day he dies. He just seems to be eyeing Luke more lately. He swears to himself that it's just because of that dream of Luke kissing his neck and chest, but the amount of times he's caught himself looking at Luke's lips have got himself wondering. Why does he crave Luke's lips more than he craves Calum's?
It's when Calum and Michael are getting intimate that Michael really starts to worry. Calum's licks and bites and kisses feel so good against his skin, yet he wonders just how good Luke's would feel against his chest, stomach, neck, legs, cheeks, and even his lips. When Calum kisses him roughly, he wonders how Luke would taste and if he'd be the one pinning Michael's wrists to the bed or the other way around.
When they're really going at it, Calum's skin slapping on Michael's sounding across the room, he wonders how Luke would feel pushing into him. It's when Calum starts pressing his lips to Michael's neck that Michael turns into a moaning mess, imagining Luke nipping and biting at his skin as he pounds into him.
"Luke," he moans, just before he's able to reach his climax, and he's suddenly filled with dread. Calum stops his hip movements and looks down at Michael with worry written all over his face.
"You didn't hear that, did you?" Calum asks, and Michael becomes extremely confused.
"You didn't hear me?" he questions, hoping he's not digging himself into a bigger grave.
"What did you say?"
"No, what did you say?"
Michael knows they're both blushing like mad, even in their intimate position. "Don't get mad at me, okay?" he whispers.
"As long as you don't get mad at me," Calum agrees.
"I, uh, I seem to have moaned Luke's name," Michael admits shamefully. He feels the blood draining from his face as he waits for Calum's response, which turns out to be a little strange.
Calum looks confused for a second, then he looks worried again. "You said Luke's name?" Michael nods hesitantly. "I said Luke's name."
And Michael thinks he's about to laugh, but then he realizes something. Calum has a crush on Luke too. Or, at least, that's what it seems like. "I don't know what to do from here," Michael sighs, wrapping his arms around Calum, even if it's about the get awkward.
Calum kisses him. "Let's see if Luke wants to join us some time," he suggests. He suddenly slams his hips into Michael, making him moan loudly and his cock get harder again. Calum doesn't stop there, he continues to pound into Michael, and Michael thinks he kind of loves it. "Moan Luke's name again, I don't care," Calum says breathily.
And the room is filled with Luke's name as they both get closer to orgasm even after their little pause. For some reason, Michael's found something else to love about Calum, and it's Luke's name on his lips and Calum on his mind as he finally reaches his floaty, mind-numbing orgasm. With a mumbled "Luke" against his own lips, Calum is gone too, and Michael starts to rub his fingers over Calum's bare back.
Michael thinks he'd love to have Luke in between them.
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Calum and Michael are cuddled up on the bus couch under a blanket, with Calum teasingly pulling at Michael's waistband every five minutes. Michael retaliates by tickling Calum's sides, and they're soon a heap on the floor with tears streaming down Calum's face from laughing so hard, and Michael continuing his assault.
"Get a room!" an amused voice calls out.
The boyfriends turn to see Luke leaning against the doorway with his arms crossed over his chest. He looks absolutely stunning, and Michael knows Calum is thinking the same thing he is when he says, "Come cuddle with us, Luke."
Pretty soon they're back in their same spots but with Luke in the middle this time. It's not really what Michael had in mind by "in between," but he doesn't really care when he gets to snuggle up to Luke because of the lack of a bigger blanket. Michael thinks it's funny because Luke acts like a boyfriend to them anyways. All they would need to add was him in the bedroom.
And, of course, after a full episode of Cake Boss, one of their favorite American TV shows (they are teenage boys with appetites larger than elephants), Calum turns to stare at Luke's eyes just as Michael looks at Luke's lips. And pretty soon Luke is glancing between both of them with a confused expression. "What?" he asks.
Before he can stop himself, Michael finds himself whispering, "You're so pretty." Now they're all blushing although Luke doesn't know why Calum is. "S-sorry," Michael excuses himself.
"Can we ask you something?" Calum takes Luke's attention from Michael. Luke shifts in his seat and nods. "Well, uh, we had this conversation very recently, and you were in it." Michael kind of snorts at that, but Calum shoots him a look. "We were wondering if, um, you would like to join us in a, um . . ." he trails off, not entirely sure of what he and Michael had agreed on.
"Physical experience?" Michael suggests, quickly looking to Calum for reassurance. Calum gives a soft smile and pats Luke's knee.
"I mean, we'd sure like it if you had sex with us, but you don't have to," Calum adds. He turns to a red-faced Luke, and decides to move away from him to make it more comfortable.
"This isn't a prank, is it?" Luke asks shyly, looking between the two boys next to him.
Michael feels awful. He knows he shouldn't have assumed every male was gay. I mean how stupid could he be?
They assure him that it's real, and what happens next surprises them. Luke's lips curl into a smile (not that Michael was staring at them again), and he wraps his arms around his two best friends. He giggles as they put their own arms around him. "I'd be cool with that."
Pretty soon they're all smiling like a bunch of idiots they are and not actually doing anything. "Sugar, Sugar" is playing in the background as another episode of Cake Boss starts up, and they're all wondering how they're actually going to have a threesome in the middle of nowhere on a bus with other people on it. They realize that their unplanned initiation has gotten them nowhere except consenting to a threesome.
As it turns out, they're going to wait until they arrive at a hotel. They spend the rest of the afternoon watching cake being sculpted into mermaids and shopping bags.
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Ashton is the only one to go out that night. He sends them all weird looks because all of them said they're tired yet made no move to get off the hotel bed. He shrugs and slips his room key inside his pocket, ready to get drunk off his ass. He shuts the door behind himself, and the room is quiet.
Calum is the first to make any move. He leans over to softly press his lips against Luke's exposed collar bones. His arm outstretches, and his hand grasps Michael's. Michael moves forward and starts pressing kisses to Luke's other side. Luke seems to be loving this treatment, Michael observes as he watches Luke's smug smile.
Michael's fingers rub on Luke's unshaved stubble as he turns the boy's face. This is it. This is what he's been waiting for. He looks at Luke's eyes and asks him the unspoken question. And then Luke's kissing Michael, and he's so happy he swears he almost shits himself, but instead he reaches up to push his fingers through Luke's messy hair. His lips are rough against Michael's but they're still physically soft, and Michael's not sure how it's happening, but he's loving it.
It's Luke who opens his mouth, and while Michael didn't expect his submissive action, he feels like giggling because his tongue is in Luke's mouth, and he never expected that to happen. Luke's mouth leaves his, and Michael catches Calum's eye, who looks extremely jealous, but Michael's not sure of whom. Luke presses his lips to Michael's neck, then turns around and pecks Calum's cheek.
Before Michael knows what's happening, he's got Calum on one side and Luke on the other, and they're both holding down his arms and kissing his neck, and he thinks he might be in a heaven that's filled with gay men. But then they lift his shirt, and Calum's lips are around his nipple, and Luke's lips are against his collar bones, and Michael knows that he was wrong before. This is gay men-filled heaven.
Luke and Calum meet in the middle of Michael's chest, and they start kissing each other in front of him. Michael thought he'd be jealous of one of them, but he's only jealous because he's the only one not being kissed. He enjoys the view for another moment before he's tugging at Calum's shirt, and Calum's pulling away to lift it off of him. Luke follows suit and pretty soon there are three shirtless boys on the bed.
One look at Calum, and now Luke's the one in the middle. Michael works on unbuttoning and unzipping his jeans while Calum kisses him again. Michael thinks he's not the only one who has a thing for Luke's lips, Calum seems to be enjoying himself. Michael slips Luke's jeans down his long legs, running his fingers against his calves.
"Have you ever done anything with a guy before, Luke?" Michael asks. He figures he might have, given his willingness to have a threesome with two guys.
His eyes widen in surprise as Luke mumbles a "no" against Calum's lips. Calum pulls away and looks at Michael, sharing a smile with him.
"We'll take good care of you," Calum whispers. He moves down on the bed to join Michael when Luke nods in approval. Calum's hand gently palms Luke through his boxers, and Luke lets out a little puff of air. Calum's next on Michael's undressing list, and it's not long before Michael is the only one with pants still on. That's quickly fixed by Calum, who roughly shoves down his pants and starts making marks on his skin just above the waistband of his boxers.
Michael's fingers curl in Calum's hair, and he almost forgets Luke is there until he lays next to him. He lets Calum have his fun, enjoying the licking and the sucking on his skin as he turns his head to Luke. "How far are you willing to go with two guys?" he questions, drawing circles on Luke's wrist with his fingertips.
"Um . . . I guess all the way, if you'll be gentle." Luke moves to peck Michael's cheek, causing him to smile.
"Of course we will," Michael reassures. He leans over to kiss Luke sweetly, but is soon interrupted by a moan bubbling to his lips as he feels Calum's mouth on his cock. He didn't notice Calum taking his boxers off, but he doesn't exactly care at this moment either.
Michael faintly registers Luke sliding down on the bed to get next to Calum, who makes room for Luke. Suddenly Michael feels another mouth on his cock, and it's weird and amazing and he could probably bust a nut right there, and he thinks he'd absolutely die if he did, so he holds it down and just enjoys the attention he's getting.
Luke's wet lips against his shaft are sloppy in contrast to Calum's experienced lips around the head of his cock. Michael doesn't even care. He doesn't even notice that his hands are already laced through both of their hair, but he's watching them, and he thinks it's the hottest thing he's ever seen besides maybe the volcano he and his family visited for vacation, but he might be wrong.
Calum's lips go further down on his cock, pushing Luke's lips off, and Calum almost seems smug about it although it's hard to tell with his lips stretched like that. He presses a finger to Luke's mouth, and then touches Michael's balls, and Michael lets a moan out of his mouth just as Luke sucks one into his own. Calum's soon bobbing his head up and down on Michael's cock while Luke's lips and tongue play with Michael's balls, and now he really thinks he could bust a nut.
He pulls at the boys' hair, which causes Luke to moan and Calum to pull off of him. Michael makes a mental note about the seemingly abrupt noise from Luke and takes a minute to calm down. "Jesus, you guys are good. I can't--I just--"
"It's okay, Mikey," Luke giggles. "Just take a minute to yourself." So Michael does just that and watches as Calum pulls Luke into a kiss, reaching his hand to palm Luke through his boxers. Now that Michael's not desperately trying to undress people, he's pretty sure Luke's wearing his boxers, but he can't find himself to mind when he's making sweet moans fill the room.
He finds himself pressing kisses to Luke's neck as Luke shimmies out of his boxers. Calum is close to follow, and Michael has to take a second to realize there are two incredibly attractive naked boys in his hotel bed. As the moment passes, he's found a new fire burning inside him, which has got him opening his legs and handing Calum the lube from the dresser drawer that he hid from Ashton. He lays down on the bed and waits for someone to put their hands on him.
"You seem eager," Calum jokes even though he's the one opening up the lube and coating his fingers. He pushes Michael's legs even further apart so they're resting against Luke's, and Michael almost feels embarrassed that everything is laid out in front of Luke. As Calum pushes a finger inside of him, Luke leans down and wraps his lips around Michael's nipples, and Michael gets lost in the feeling, deciding that he loves Luke's lips anywhere they can touch.
He's so used to Calum shoving his fingers up his asshole that he doesn't even flinch when a second finger is added straight away. He loves the stretch of his hole as a third finger is eventually added, and he lets out a low moan when the three fingers curl to hit his prostate.
Luke moves up to kiss Michael before Calum suggests, "Luke, do you want to lube up?" And Luke's eyes widen in surprise as he takes the tube from Calum, pouring the lube over his cock while rubbing it over slowly. It's the first time Michael's seen Luke fully hard, and his stomach turns at the thought of Luke being the one to fuck him.
Calum pulls out his fingers and moves out of Luke's way. Michael feels him press the tip of his cock at his hole, and he almost whines for him to get on with it when Luke is pushing in. Michael is overcome with such a huge sense of arousal, he feels like the wind is knocked out of him as Luke pushes in all the way. Luke feels so good inside him, and Calum's hand has made its way to Michael's cock, and Michael is so desperate for some kind of movement from Luke he bucks his hips up.
Just like that, three hands are on him holding him against the bed, and one is working at his cock, and Luke is pulling out, and Michael knows what's next. He braces himself, relaxing under their touch and putting one hand on Calum's arm. Luke slams his hips into Michael, and the noise that leaves Michael's mouth sounds exactly like something you'd find in a porn video, yet Michael is too far gone to care.
He knows he won't last long, so he pulls Calum's hand away from his cock (although hesitantly) and gestures for him to move beside his head. Calum must have some idea to what Michael is thinking because he climbs over Michael and starts pulling at his own dick, just a few inches away from Michael's lips. Michael thinks he probably looks silly sticking his tongue out, waiting for Calum to let him take over, but he just doesn't care.
Calum lets go of his cock, and the tip rubs against Michael's lips. Calum takes ahold of Michael's hand and brings it to his cock, and pretty soon Michael is giving head while Luke is pounding into him. Calum knows Michael loves this just by the fact he's actually trying to do a decent job at giving a blowjob.
Michael runs his tongue over the underside of Calum's cock before taking the tip into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the head and over the slit. Calum lets out a long moan as he watches Michael. Michael slides down more on Calum's cock, but he finds himself unable to go much further because of his body rocking against the bed.
Michael feels so much pleasure right now, he's barely trying to do anything at all. Luke is pushing into his prostate so hard and so fast, Michael feels like he has barely any time to catch his breath between Luke's roughness and Calum's cock shoved down his throat. The two with the free mouths are moaning freely, and Michael's pretty sure he's never been closer to cumming just from someone's moans before.
Michael pulls off of Calum with just enough time to tell him to "Pull on Luke's hair," and Calum nods. He reaches over to Luke, pulling him in by the neck and kissing him roughly. Calum threads his fingers in Luke's hair and pulls gently, causing the younger boy to moan into his mouth so sweetly that he can't help but let out a groan himself. Calum accidentally thrusts into Michael's mouth, and Michael lets go of Calum's cock, and there are two of them inside Michael thrusting and pounding. Michael thinks that if he died right then and there, he'd be okay with it even though he's surely go to hell.
Michael lasts longer than he expects himself to, but the hand that reaches his cock helps him get off, and he's in such a blissed out state that he has no idea what's even happening anymore. Luke's not far behind him though, and he pulls out just as he starts cumming all over Michael's stomach, which Michael figures would be easier to clean up anyway. And then it's down to Calum, who stops thrusting into Michael's mouth as he catches his breath. Luke climbs up and starts licking at Calum's balls, and Michael licks at the underside of his head, and Calum's stroking his cock at a crazy pace. Pretty soon both Luke's and Michael's faces are covered in Calum's cum.
Michael feels so used, but he kind of loves it.
Luke leaves the room and comes back with a washcloth from the bathroom and a clean face. Luke wipes down Michael's stomach and tenderly wipes at his face, pecking his lips and smiling cutely at him as he opens his eyes. Calum lays down on the bed, and Luke finds himself stuck in the middle, but he doesn't seem to mind. He throws the washcloth on the floor and ends up cuddling Michael, and Calum starts cuddling Luke. Michael decides that, yes, he really does like Luke in the middle.
It's a while before any of them talk, and it's Luke who brings up an interesting topic of conversation. "I was thinking," he starts off, catching the attention of the two other boys. What could he possibly be thinking about after a threesome? "Maybe we can add a fourth member next time," Luke suggests shyly.
Michael bites back a smile and makes eye contact with Calum behind Luke. Calum nods slightly, showing Michael a small smile of his own.
"Alright, Luke. We'll see what we can do."