Author's Note: This story is the third in the 'Chances' series and follows immediately after the events in Taking Chances and Love Lesson. Contains graphic M/M/M sexual content.
The first thing Ezra became aware of was rain beating against the side of the house. It was coming down hard and fast, by the sound of it, and he shivered ever so slightly, even though he could not actually feel the cold drops on his skin. To the contrary, he was toasty warm and entirely comfortable lying in bed with his arms and one of his legs wrapped around another warm body, his cheek pillowed on somebody's shoulder.Still half-asleep, Ezra did not want to open his eyes just yet for fear that this might only be a dream and that he would awaken to find himself alone with nothing in his embrace but one of the oversized pillows that adorned his bed. Experimentally, he drew a deep breath in through his nose and then he smiled. It wasn't a dream. That faintly sweet, faintly spicy odor was unmistakable. It was Buck Wilmington's shoulder he rested upon, Buck's arms that he now realized were cradled around him.
And if he was in Buck's arms, then wouldn't Chris Larabee also be near? Ezra finally blinked his eyes open, lifting his head just high enough to look around the bedroom. Not his room, he confirmed, but that shared by Chris and Buck, where he had been invited to spend the night as their new lover. Chris was nowhere in sight, but as Ezra's eyes adjusted to the dim light filtering into the room from the window, he spotted a sheet of white paper resting against an empty pillow. In bold black marker were the words, 'Chores. Back Soon. Love, Chris'
Ezra smiled, realizing that the note, and Buck, had both been left in the bed for his sake. Chris had once told him that the normal routine around the ranch was for Chris to get up and shower, then wake Buck to do the same while he went to fix breakfast. After the meal, they would go together to feed and care for the dozen or so horses they owned before splitting up to conduct the day's business. Today, Chris had altered that routine, not wanting Ezra to wake up alone in a strange bed. The subtle, loving gesture made his heart swell.
He laid his head back down upon Buck's shoulder, wanting a few minutes to savor the feeling. His palm drifted over the broad expanse of Buck's chest, fingertips idly playing with one dusky nipple and teasing the sparse chest hair dusting over his breast-bone. Still asleep, Buck responded to the soft caresses by pulling him closer and turning partway onto his side, forcing Ezra to shift as Buck's leg rose up and settled between his thighs.
Ezra sighed happily at this change. He had, as he often did, awakened half-erect and the gentle stimulation of the light curly hairs on Buck's thigh tickling against his genitals was enough to make him harden quickly. For now, he was content to simply enjoy the contact as he pressed a little closer to Buck, his body tingling with memories of the previous night. How wonderful it had felt to be touched and kissed, nibbled and caressed, prepared and finally taken by both of the men he loved. In the safety of his own thoughts and the cover of a dark and rainy morning, he could admit that emotion freely. He did love them, and after what they had done for him, he had never felt so wanted in his entire life. It was a wonderful and somewhat frightening feeling.
Suddenly Buck began to rock just a bit, the pressure of his groin being squeezed tight against Ezra's body having an obvious effect on him. Ezra gave a soft moan as Buck's slight movements added to the stimulation of his own sex. Not wanting to come with his lover unaware of what was happening between them; Ezra tightened his arms and lifted his mouth to meet Buck's. Buck responded to the kiss, emitting a needy groan as his hands began to explore.
"Oh, damn, Chris. Oh, yeah," Buck whispered as he began to grind his hips hard against the warm body in his arms.
Ezra stilled, suddenly wondering if he had presumed too much. Naturally, Buck would assume that his long-time partner would be the one taking such bold advantage of him. "I'm sorry," he said reluctantly, half-afraid of what Buck's reaction might be, "but I'm not Chris."
Deep blue eyes fluttered open, looking startled, and then the events of the previous night caught up with Buck and he grinned from ear to ear. "Well, howdy, Ezra! Damn, boy, you sure know how to say good morning!"
The matter seemingly settled in his mind, Buck resumed his eager motions, snapping his hips forward with renewed enthusiasm as he kissed and nibbled anywhere his mouth could reach, his free hand roving and petting, dipping frequently to grip Ezra's buttocks as though fascinated by the feel of them.
Ezra was helpless to resist the loving assault, gasping and moaning wantonly as Buck deliberately flexed hard thigh muscles against his scrotum, adding another level of sensation as his cock was likewise stimulated by Buck's hand. He snaked his own hand down between their bodies to take a good grip on Buck, pumping him hard and fast.
"Aw, Ezra. Damn, baby, just like that," Buck groaned seconds later as the heat of his release flowed between them. Ezra soon followed, breath choking off as he squeezed his eyes shut and clung to Buck, feeling his seed gush over the other man's hand.
For several seconds, they did not move, and then Ezra gasped heavily as the need for oxygen overwhelmed any other sensation. His body seemed to deflate like a leaky balloon as that wonderful sated feeling swept over him once again. Then, remembering what Buck had said, he looked up at him, his nose crinkled in distaste. "Did you really just call me 'baby'?"
"He does that when he's in the moment. You get used to it." Both men looked up, startled by the sound of Chris's husky voice. "God damn, boys, that was hot."
He stood in the doorway, leaning up against the frame with his arms crossed over his chest, eyes sweeping over them with a look of banked heat in their hazel depths. The blankets had become disengaged by their frantic movement and now lay tangled around their knees, leaving their naked bodies fully exposed to his sight.
Ezra blushed to the roots of his hair upon realizing that his performance had had an audience, while Buck simply grinned and asked, "How long you been standin' there?"
Lowering a hand to his crotch, Chris smiled and slowly stroked the bulge he found there. "Long enough. Mind if I join you?" Winking at Ezra, he added, "I washed up already."
Ezra could not help grinning at the reassurance. Chris did know him very well. "All things considered, perhaps you'd prefer it if we did the same."
His eyes sparkled. "Oh, I don't mind getting a little down and dirty," he replied, already stripping out of his rain-dampened clothing, having apparently left his wet boots outside.
Buck chuckled and slapped himself on the ass. "Come ahead, then, Partner."
Suddenly very much aware of the odor of sex permeating the room and the fact that his skin was grimed with the residue of sweat and seminal fluid, Ezra suggested hopefully, "Your shower looked big enough for three."
Now naked, his cock already hard and ready, Chris's eyes took on a hungry look as they once again swept over the bodies of his companions. "I'm sure it is. Got an extra large hot water tank, too."
"And plenty of soap," Buck added, his face like that of a child discovering that Santa has left a huge pile of gifts under his Christmas tree.
As the other man jumped up from the bed, Ezra was astonished to see that, unlike his own, Buck's cock was already more than half stiffened again. "Good lord, I always wondered why you had so many eager partners waiting in line for your services before you settled down. Are you never spent?"
Buck looked down, eyeing himself proudly. "Just call me the Energizer Bunny."
"Lucky us," Chris chuckled.
In reply, Buck strode up to Chris and gripped his cock, manipulating the hard flesh with a sure hand as his head dipped down to devour Chris's mouth, drawing a heavy grunt of desire from his partner. Pulling back, he licked his lips and glanced over his shoulder at Ezra. "What do you say, Ez? Feel up to giving Chris a little of what you got last night? Feels to me like he's ready to be the meat in our Man-wich."
"You do have the most revolting expressions," Ezra commented, the rasp of desire in his own voice giving lie to his pretense of disgust. The stirring in his loins caused by Buck's actions was enough to tell him that it would not be long before he, too, was ready for more. Grabbing Chris's hand, he rose from the bed and helped Buck pull their willing captive toward the bathroom.
Chris Larabee had a natural impulse toward taking charge in any situation, of always being the one in control. This had caused him to butt heads with Ezra more than once in the years they had worked together, but it seemed that a few years with Buck Wilmington had softened the edges, for he followed willingly where his two partners led. Buck turned on the water and pulled him into the huge shower stall, leaving Ezra to follow them inside and shut the glass door.
Both men drew closer to Chris, kissing and touching him everywhere, paying thorough attention to any spot on his body that caught their attention. Chris huffed breathlessly, arching and bending against their bodies, his own hands stroking and fondling.
"I think you missed a few places in your earlier clean-up attempts," Ezra told him, his drawl becoming heavy as his passion grew. He filled both hands with liquid soap from a dispenser on the wall and dropped to his knees as he began slowly lathering his way up Chris's legs, massaging each one as his lips peppered teasing kisses along the other man's hips and stomach, ignoring his groin except to occasionally brush a morning-stubbled cheek along the side of the sensitive organ.
"Aw, damn," Chris whispered, his cock jumping with every soft stroke, his head lolling to one side as Buck similarly worked him from behind, his large hands roaming over Chris's back, buttocks and chest while he sucked and nipped at his neck.
Chris gasped sharply when Ezra finally responded to the involuntary jerking of his hips and took the begging cock in both hands, lathering it slowly. One hand dipped to soap the heavy ball sac while the other continuously stroked his penis. Ezra's dexterous fingertips rubbed maddeningly sensual patterns over the head, his thumb circling the tiny slit at the top, intent on making sure that every centimeter was squeaky clean. When Buck similarly applied attention to his ass, stroking soap over both tightly muscled buttocks, sliding long fingers in and out of the crevice between and finally slipping a teasing fingertip inside his body, Chris groaned and bucked forward helplessly.
Ezra smiled up at him, allowing the cascading water to rinse away the soap he had just applied. "How's your stamina, Mr. Larabee?" he teased. At Chris's glazed look of confusion, he elaborated. "If I were to finish this right now, would you be able to recover in time to fulfill Buck's request?"
For a moment, Chris stared blankly, body too revved up for his brain to filter the nuances of Ezra's question. Nibbling lightly against his ear, Buck helped him out. "He wants to suck you off," he murmured, smiling at the low moan Chris released at the mere suggestion, "and he also wants you to take him. You got enough staying power to do both?"
Chris nodded. "Yeah, I . . . yeah," was the most articulate response he could manage as he took hold of Ezra's wet hair and tried to urge him forward. The southerner just grinned and took a teasing nip of the trembling flesh before he looked up at Buck for confirmation.
"Go ahead and do it," Buck told him. "When Chris finishes, we'll give him a little time to recover while we get each other washed up."
"And then?"
Buck winked at him. "Then I'll make sure you're good and ready, and I'll watch you fuck Chris."
Both of his partners gulped audibly. Ezra felt a heavy jolt of desire clench his stomach and cascade through his cock at the idea. "I . . ." he paused to recover when his voice came out as little more than a croak. "I thought you wanted to do the honors."
The tall man grinned, his hands once more sliding up and down Chris's body, giving his ready cock an affectionate squeeze that brought a soft whimper of desire. "You boys both need a little prep time before you're ready for me, so I figure if you go first, then Chris ought to be stretched just about perfect for me. Then Chris can take his turn in you while I finish you both off together."
Ezra laughed shakily, having damn near come just from the pictures suddenly filling his brain. "You really have thought a lot about this, haven't you?"
"Damn straight," Buck said, moving his hands down to separate Chris's cheeks and slide in between. He took a good grip on his hips as he moved his soapy cock back and forth, teasing Chris's entrance while at the same time pleasuring himself. He swallowed his partner's moan in a deep kiss as Ezra took the signal to begin and wrapped his lips around Chris's cock.
Finding the blond man's more average size far easier to work around than Buck's had been, Ezra slid and swirled his tongue over the hard surface, suckling and licking at the crown and teasing the slit for a few seconds before engulfing the entire length. He pulled Chris all the way to the back of his throat and then swallowed, feeling satisfaction course through him when Chris gasped in pleasure and tried to jerk forward, stilled by Buck's hands on his hips. Ezra slid a hand between Chris's legs, balancing the scrotum in his palm and giving it a little push upward as he sucked harder, discovering as he did so that this position also allowed his fingers to pet the underside of Buck's cock as it continued to stimulate Chris.
"Aw, man, that feels great," Buck sighed, slowing his stroke to better enjoy the added sensation.
"Fuck, yeah," Chris grated, right hand clenching around Buck's as his left threaded into Ezra's hair, urging him to go deeper. As Ezra obeyed and swallowed him again, he gave a shout of shocked pleasure and tried once more to move his hips.
Buck loosened his hold just enough to allow for tiny shallow thrusts as Chris pumped into Ezra's willing mouth. Ezra provided hard steady suction in time with the thrusts, swallowing steadily as Chris came, not releasing him until the last drop was spent and Chris slumped weakly against Buck.
"Jesus," Chris said with a slight laugh as Ezra rose to his feet. "Anybody ever tell you that you have a real talented mouth?"
He slowly licked his lips, smiling as both of his partners' gazes fixated on the sight. "A number of people have told me that, actually. Just not necessarily in the same context." Leaning forward, he offered quick kisses to both his partners.
Chris looked down as Ezra pressed against him to reach Buck's mouth over his shoulder. Smirking, he stroked a hand over the rigid erection bumping against his hip. "I think you two had better get to washing. Doesn't seem like you've got much time left to finish Buck's master plan."
Filled with confidence now, Ezra winked and deliberately pressed a bit harder against him. "Unfortunately, I've had a great deal of practice in self-restraint, particularly where you two are concerned." His expression became rueful. "I assure you, I can hold myself in check for a long time if I have to."
The large shower stall had been built with a bench seat at one end, a modification that Chris had found practical after suffering through work-related bullet wounds on two separate occasions. Extricating himself from Buck's embrace, Chris moved to sit, grinning wickedly as he squeezed more liquid soap onto a net wash-cloth and tossed it to Buck. "Let's see how long. Buck, I think our boy looks a little dirty, don't you?"
Buck grinned. "He sure does."
"Now, now, gentlemen, fair is fair," Ezra protested, soaping up a second sponge and sliding into Buck's arms to kiss him, as he began stroking the cloth over back, shoulders and buttocks while Buck happily returned the favor.
The two soap-slick bodies slid and glided together sensuously as they scrubbed every inch of each other's skin, kissing and marking each other's bodies with a series of love-bites. Buck soon abandoned his wash-cloth in favor of rubbing his hands over Ezra's body, squeezing his ass often. Ezra moaned as he was fisted, humping wantonly into Buck's hand when his buttocks were stroked and separated, his entrance tested by another set of fingers. Chris's libido had made a fast recovery as he watched the two of them move together, and he was now ready to join in the fun again.
"Oh, please," Ezra breathed, reaching up to capture Chris's head over his shoulder and kiss him hard, his tongue pushing forcefully into the other man's mouth in a blatant hint.
Pretending not to understand, Chris said, "What is it you want?" even as he reached for a handful of soap, slicking himself in preparation for entry.
Ezra ground his ass against the hardness he could feel bumping up against his behind. "I need you to take me." His voice became rough. "I want to feel you fucking me until I can't see straight."
Still in a mood to tease, Chris nipped his shoulder and said, "Happy to, but I thought you were supposed to be doing that to me. Remember?"
Struggling to pull a little bit of blood back inside his brain, Ezra blinked dazedly and looked at Buck, who was watching the show with heated eyes and a huge grin as he slowly stroked himself. Ezra's body was screaming with the desire for entry, but as he remembered Buck's proposition, he forced himself to calm down. "Yes," he whispered.
Unsure how much longer he could restrain himself, Ezra turned and pushed Chris toward the back wall of the shower. "Turn and brace your hands up against the wall," he ordered. "Now."
Surprised but even more turned on by the unexpected show of force, Chris grinned fiercely and obeyed the command, obligingly spreading his legs as he did so. Ignoring Buck's muttered, "Oh, yeah!" Ezra added a bit more soap to his already slick cock and positioned himself at Chris's entrance, gripping both lean hips for leverage as he pushed, barely giving Chris a chance to adjust as he rammed home. Chris groaned and arched his back, already pushing against the intruder as Ezra began to move quickly inside of him.
"Am I hurting you?" Ezra whispered, unable even in the midst of his authoritative role-playing to want any harm to come to his partner. He had assumed that, being used to Buck, Chris would be able to adjust to this without any difficulty, but he had to be certain. "I can slow down."
"No," Chris grunted. "Give it to me! More!"
Ezra obliged with action, pistoning his hips fast and hard, grunting in pleasure as Chris's inner muscles clenched and rippled around him. It wasn't easy, but Ezra kept his wits about him this time and when he felt Chris squeeze him convulsively, he stopped and yanked himself free of the other man's body. Chris uttered an inarticulate protest that cut off abruptly as Ezra ducked under his arms and got in front of him, bumping his ass against Chris's rock hard cock as Buck took his place from behind.
A deep moan ripped itself free from Chris's throat as Buck entered him and his hands clenched convulsively around Ezra's hips, driving into his body with surprising force. Ezra did not have much room to maneuver, but he laid his forearms against the wall and held on, gasping at the sensation of being so suddenly filled again. He was so turned on that it did not bother him in the slightest that Chris could not bring himself to be gentle. After last night, Ezra understood perfectly that the other man would be feeling desperate to drive both ways at once.
Breath tearing in and out of his lungs, Ezra pushed and clenched and ground against Chris, wanting more even when he felt that he could not possibly tolerate it. It took just over a minute for Chris to reach his second climax and Ezra shouted as he felt the liquid explosion filling him. Then he cried out again as Buck's hand snaked forward and grasped his cock, finishing him off even as Buck reached his own completion inside Chris, causing the blond to jerk harder into Ezra, forcing Ezra to an even higher peak of orgasm.
Ezra rested his forehead against his crossed arms, panting harshly as he concentrated on keeping his suddenly weak knees from giving way. His entire body was rippling with climax and he barely registered it when Chris pulled out of his body. Not until a couple of minutes later when a soapy cloth touched his lower region again, did he come to his senses and turn around.
It was Buck, smiling as he knelt before his two lovers, washing them clean of any sexual residue. The tall man placed a soft kiss upon each of their relaxed genitals as he finished, then stood and turned off the water. Leading them from the shower stall, he briskly but gently dried them both, wrapping a fluffy towel around each man's waist and giving him a hug. He opened the door and shooed them out of the bathroom, grabbing another towel as he moved to dry himself.
Ezra cast a bemused look at Chris as he dropped heavily onto the bed next to him. Together they watched Buck tidy up the bathroom, placing the wet towels in a hamper and washing out the shower stall, cheerily whistling all the while. "Where does he find the energy?"
"Hell if I've ever figured it out. Want to go back to bed?"
"Oh, no," Ezra protested, giving the other man a large grin. "I want that breakfast you promised me. After all this exercise, I am starving!"
Chris chuckled. "Me, too. You need some clothes, or you just want to wear what you had on yesterday?"
"If you'll allow me a chance to launder, I believe I'll wait until it's time to go home before donning my own attire. In the meantime, perhaps I might borrow a pair of sweats and a shirt?"
"Sure," Chris said. As he got up and began searching out clothes for Ezra and getting redressed himself, he became suddenly serious. "Are you okay with all this, Ezra? Last night you seemed pretty unsure of yourself."
Touched by the concern, Ezra smiled. "I feel far more confident today that my presence can be adjusted into your lives, and yours into mine. As long as you allow me a little time to absorb this new relationship, and figure out how I'm going to change my schedule to accommodate it, I think we'll be all right."
"Accommodate it?" Buck asked, catching the last part as he emerged from the bathroom, drying his hair.
Ezra stood, shedding his towel as he pulled on the black sweats and long-sleeved t-shirt Chris gave him. "Like yours, my chosen career keeps me busy most days, but I also spend a significant portion of my evenings engaged in class-related work. I grade assignments, plan new ones, and prepare lecture notes for the next day's classes. I'll need to find a way to alter the amount of time I devote to those things, without short-changing my students, if I'm to spend more of my off-hours with you."
Buck smiled. "What, you don't want to just pen a regular appointment for 'Saturday night nookie' into your date planner?"
He laughed. "I may do that anyway! I'm daring to hope that there will be other opportunities for us to spend time together, but we need to consider how public this can be allowed to get."
Chris nodded, sending a frisson of relief through Ezra when he said, "True enough. For Buck and me it didn't matter who knew once we'd left the ATF, but you probably don't want the entire faculty and student body of the U of Denver made aware that Professor Standish is enjoying a three way gay relationship."
Ezra sighed, brushing a hand through his damp hair. "I'm not worried that they'll fire me. That would be in violation of the school's equal opportunity employment standard, but just the same, I suspect my life would become difficult if our private relationship became public knowledge." He shrugged. "To be honest, I'm more worried about how we're going to tell our friends. What are they going to think? Especially Nathan and Rain, who have been attempting to set me up on dates with 'eligible' women for months now, in the hope that I might find true love and join their state of connubial bliss."
A snort from Buck quickly set off Chris. Seeing Ezra's curious expression, he said, "When Chris and Sarah first got married they used to do the same thing to me. I went from Chris's wild and wooly best bud to the next target in the matrimonial line, quicker than you could blink." He chuckled. "Naturally, that was a long time before Chris and I had exchanged anything more personal than a hug! Eventually, they gave up and let me alone."
Ezra laughed as well. "Nathan has become more tolerant over the years since we first met, but even with the knowledge that I've enjoyed personal relations with both men and women in the past, he hasn't quite given me up as a lost cause yet. I fear I may turn his hair prematurely gray if I tell him that I'm off the mate-shopping market because I've jumped into your basket."
"He'll live," Chris said. "We'll just tell everybody that Buck's animal magnetism bagged another one."
He chuckled wickedly when Ezra said, "I think Josiah and Vin will be fine with this, but I'll pay you twenty dollars if you say that to JD while Buck has an arm around him."
Buck's eyes twinkled. "You got a deal."
THE END