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Description: An innocent gaming party gets more colorful once three friends start getting naughty with each other.

Garothal the basilisk lizard belongs to http://www.furaffinity.net/user/garothal

Nyaaa the naughty fox is http://www.furaffinity.net/user/nyaaafoxx

Vex the charmer belongs to http://www.furaffinity.net/user/vexsilver

Story is written by me, Cheetahs

One Terrific Trio

The neighbors upstairs woke Garothal before the alarm clock, just like last time. And the countless times before.

The reptilian's eyes narrowed with irritation. The light outside was barely strong enough to irritate his eyes. It was that time in the morning when he felt too tired to get off the bed, yet too restless to sleep for a few more minutes.

A louder bang came. Garothal growled through his teeth. What were they doing now? Throwing bowling balls across their room? Something was definitely rolling about in the loudest way possible, and right now Garothal was angry enough to imagine the fluffy heads of his noisy neighbors leaping along the ground, leaving a bloodied line behind. Usually, he was an amiable individual, but this was just too freaking much.

Garothal got out of the bed after a few more minutes of mental torture. The reptilian stretched his arms first, then bent his back, his sails trembling with utter pleasure. It always felt so good to feel his spine tense and his tail tremble under the ripples made by his strengthening muscles. After his blood warmed somewhat -not that he needed that after the treatment he just received from his annoying neighbors- Garothal prepared himself two cups of black coffee. He needed them to survive through this pounding headache.

The subway was full, as always, and the pile of documents on his desk did not seem to get any smaller even with the ten hours of work he invested each day, every week. Garothal had been stuck in doc review since last month, when one of his juicy clients forfeited their decision to hire his firm, all because of one loose word. Garothal tried not to blame himself too much for that mishap. Many people spoke without thinking. Sleep deprivation was one of the main causes, followed by alcohol, tobacco, and every other vice. Garothal partook in neither of those. He was a good lawyer who was dealt a bad hand when James, the human who previously inhabited the apartment above his place was spotted smoking weed by some eagle-eyed douchebag from across the street. Garothal never had much love for humans, yet on that day, when he watched good ol' Jim go away in the back of a truck along with his belongings, a tear almost formed in his eye.

Maybe he should have done more than watching. A loan of two thousand dollars could have saved him an eternity of pain, yet back then, Garothal was unaware of the kind of monsters that lurked in the world. The smart ones wore suits, while the dangerous ones masked themselves as innocent party-goers. Nobody saw past their joyful giggles, the warm smiles, their sociable, care-free demeanor.

Nobody aside from him. The guys upstairs were more annoying than any pile of nasty documents. Worse even than the asshole of a boss who threw Garothal in a cramped chamber blasted by the sounds of stamps and the screeching of moving pens. He worked fast. Everyone did. They all hoped that an agile hand would shorten these dreadful days.

It hardly did.

For hours, Garothal's hand moved on its own, signing here, writing there, moving files from one box to the other.

Thump!

Garothal's bare toes hooked onto the carpet as the lizard startled.

"Whoa, easy man. I'm just doing my job."

"Harrr..." Garothal rumbled without even realizing it. He looked at the new pile of papers, then at the fox who brought them. Nyaaa. A lively blue fox whose smile never faded. Why was he so happy all the time? Was the sound of the falling stamps so stimulating to his fluffy ears?

"You can't kill me if I'm already dead, buddy, so ease up on that snarl. We're all friends here."

"S-Sorry," Garothal pushed his tongue in the back of his maw, dragged his voice, then looked up at Nyaaa, trying hard to control his rebellious feelings. An employee who growled at his coworkers wasn't really held in very high regard. "What did you bring me now?"

"Oh, just the usual. Stuff from our firm. Stuff from their firms. Same crap written with different letters...swear to God, they either discovered a new language or mated with aliens. Anyway" the fox placed a hand on top of the pile. "This beauty here is top priority. Finish it before noon, or Gregor will have your ass since mine clearly didn't satisfy him. Something about loose holes, I think he said."

"What...did something happen?" Garothal rested his back on the side to avoid pushing his spine sails into an uncomfortable position.

"Meh...you really wanna know?" the fox shrugged, and the green lizard gave a quick nod.

"Fine, I guess. Can't throw a pile of shit on your desk and bail out, eh?"

Garothal dipped his head, and Nyaaa leaned closer. "You know that one time when we went out, pretending to be investors for Lembrak, Lambark or whatever we called it?"

"Phantom Pain. I remember that contract. What, it went awry?"

"As awry as it can get, buddy. It grew flesh, it got bones, and boom, became a freaking pain in the ass. Boss found out this morning about our little pen escapade."

Garothal tensed. That was the only one time when he got drunk out of his wits. Blast it, he could barely remember what transpired that night, and now even Nyaaa's demeanor turned serious. It was bad. Really bad.

Yet the fox wasn't done. A timely flow of words made Garothal's lengthy tail curl around the legs of the chair instead of unleashing a whipping storm of clattering pain.

"Calm down. It's already solved. I already took all the blame for that incident. Told Greg I got drunk in the middle of the day, on the job, and decided to have a crack at life. Moron...oops, sorry. Greg banned me from the office for two months, but he still doesn't know about you."

"Is there any chance he will?"

"Ninety-nine percent chances he won't. That whole affair is settled. Our victim was fully reimbursed by the company. Asshole doesn't care where the money come from as long as they come."

Garothal blinked. He swished his tongue between his teeth, trying his hardest not to growl. "Nyaaa I-"

The fox's claws pressed into his hardened scales. "Do your documents, play the good boy, and let me handle this."

"You took the fall for me. I can't- "

Yet the fox came around and crouched, still not ready to give up. "Listen, scale-face. You don't want to admit it. I don't want to admit it either, but we all know you're the best lawyer out of this entire office. You messed up once. Just once. A single slip-up in five years. You practically raised Gregor's fat arse to the seventh floor, and you -out of all these people- deserve more than to be treated like shit."

Garothal had no idea what to say. He looked at Nyaaa and saw so much honesty in his eyes. Such clear appreciation. When did he start caring so much? They were just friends...weren't they?

Garothal's train of thought derailed when Nyaaa rubbed his hand, the pads underneath his fingers so soft, so nice to the touch. "Finish your docs, alright? He'll have no choice but to give your chair back once you finish whatever crap he's putting you through. And deal with your freaking neighbors. A few more months and you'll become a fossil. Don't want to be the one who excavates you when that happens. "

"I...I'm working on it. They're just stupid kids bent on pissing everyone off."

"Yeah, screw them. What about you come live at my place? I got a spare room you can use."

"Nyaaa-"

The fox placed a finger right between the lizard's twitching nostrils. "Zip it. I'm taking care of you this night. God knows you haven't slept well in ages."

"I can't move in so quickly."

"Then don't. Today's all about fun. You'll come, right?"

Garothal nodded. That was all he could do until Nyaaa left. Once the fox got his fluffy tail out of the room, Garothal's eyes fell on the box of documents. The damned things were a chaos even inside the box. That was how his life felt ever since those bastards moved upstairs. Unorganized. Chaotic. Too restrictive for his schedule. He needed to get a break from everything, and even in his morose mood Garothal knew there was no better way to unwind than spending time in the company of a true friend.

Garothal worked until sundown, then took the subway to Nyaaa's place, a cozy area situated in the opposite part of the city. The sky darkened before Garothal got there. The lizard took the elevator to the fifth floor. Nyaaa lived inside a nice building. The carpets stretched along the hallways definitely hinted at such.

Garoth walked along. A mahogany door engraved with the number thirty-five attracted his eyes. He knocked a couple of times.

"It's open. Just mind your tail when you enter!"

Garothal curled it around one of his legs, then opened the door. The small hallway had grown a lot more stuffed since the last time he visited. There were clothes everywhere. Girl clothes.

"Nyaaa."

"Ya?"

"You've got someone over?" Garothal looked suspiciously at a pink skirt mounted atop various pairs of panties.

"Yeah! Sorry, it wasn't a planned visit. Hope that's not a problem for you."

Yes, it was. But saying that would have been stupid, so instead Garothal wiped his bare feet on the welcome rug and opened the door to reveal Nyaaa's vast living room along with his mysterious visitor. She was a he, or, to be more precise, a fellow lizard who had the charming audacity of wearing only the white of his hide.

"Aaaand he's finally here," Nyaaa jumped on his feet, already eager to make the introductions. "Vex, meet Garothal. Garothal, meet a fellow scale-head. You two will get along like cock and ass, no doubt."

Garothal almost cringed. Here he was, posted in front of a naked stranger that was nothing but smiles and shiny eyes.

"Interesting. Very interesting," the stranger's slowly got onto his feet, his own tail flicking about. "You've got quite the length down there. Mind if I hold it?"

"I...I don't..." Garothal's heart climbed into his throat. He wore a business suit, but he didn't exactly expect to get grabbed so quickly. He remained stiff as a boulder, avoiding the hand that inched closer and closer to his crotch, until...

"Fine tail. Long. Certainly slimmer than mine. Do you mind if I stroke it for a bit?"

Garothal offered it to the blue eyed stranger, who washed his hands along the scaly head as if it was a long lost lover.

"Yeah. He likes 'em big," Nyaaa chuckled. "How was your trip here, Gar? Met anyone sexy in the train?"

"Fine. It was...uneventful," Garothal moved on to the couch, hoping the white lizard would get the hint.

He didn't, so that only left dialogue as the only source of distraction. "The clothes I've seen on the hallway. What's up with them?"

"Blame the fluff-head for that," Vex finally let go of the captive tail so he could give the fox a thorough ruffle.

"Yeah," Nyaaa admitted with a meek smile. "Vex here was kind enough to sponsor my hobby. The only good thing that came out of his ex next to leeching and sucking."

"She never sucked as good as you, champ," Vex licked Nyaaa's ear, one of his eyes fixing on Garothal's rather surprised stare. "Why do you wear such fancy clothes?"

"Job," Garothal said. "I need to be all proper. Respect the etiquette. What are you doing for a living?"

"I'll tell you after I touch you. That is a very nice suit. Tailor made?"

Garothal had no chance to answer before Vex was all over him.

"I'm an accountant, green one. But the keyboard isn't as stimulating to my fingers as some other things," he slowly climbed along Garothal's spine. "Are these frills, here in the back?"

"S-Sails. That's for Basilisks lizards, like me. Please try to be gentle. The suit's already hurting me in so many ways I don't even..."

"Well...we can do something about that, can't we?"

Garothal blushed. He was embarrassed to admit, but this Vex guy knew his way around a lizard's body.

"Alright, enough fondling you two. I've got better plans than remaining hard for an entire night, so who's ready to freaking partyyyy?!"

Everybody aside from Garothal apparently, whose tired approval was dwarfed by the vocal response of the two other males. Everyone went to the kitchen, the only place with food in the house. Garothal inquired about the absence of pizza, a universal food -the best one around actually- but instead of giving a proper answer, Nyaaa got his pans out and started cooking like a possessed fox.

And what a sumptuous meal he made. Steaks, sausages, fries bathed in delicious sauces. Everything tasted better than it looked, and the chocolate cake at the end tied everything up in a heaven of sweetness.

With their bellies filled, the three retreated inside Nyaaa's bedroom for a gaming session. Garothal got his ass kicked a lot. He wasn't one to play a lot of racing games and that showed when he lost to Vex eight times in a row.

"Don't worry bud. I'll get him," Nyaaa grabbed Garothal's controller and proceeded to race his white friend through the winding course of Road Rage.

Garothal made himself comfortable in the bed. Things changed as the gaming session went on. First, he got rid of his clothes. His spine sails thanked him for that. Sure, it was rather awkward to get a peek or two between the legs every once in a while, but at least his genitals weren't openly showing like it was with Nyaaa. The fox's purple shorts struggled to contain the male's rising excitement as Dark Souls 3 became the game of the day.

"I'm in!" Garothal fished out the controller with his tail.

"Fine," Nyaaa grumbled. "I'd be a thief too, had I a tail like that. C'mon then. Amaze us. I'm sure you must be great at this game given your previous high score."

Garothal smiled. He rushed through the levels at a blazing pace. Speedruns. The bane of most gamers were Garothal's playground as he dived through the waves of minions. No boss gave him trouble; not even the rage-inducing Pontiff Sulyvahn. All the hours he spent watching others play this game finally paid off as Garothal finished it in a bit more than an hour.

"Beat that," he leaped back on the bed, leaving Nyaaa and Vex to stare at each other like kids in front of the ice cream van.

"He's..."

"Good," Nyaaa finished what Vex started. "C'mon. We gotta get him. Two heads are better than one, right?"

Unfortunately -or rather, not surprisingly- the gaming session became more of a flirting contest rather than a challenging experience. The controller passed from furred hands to scaled ones on and on and on, and the excuses for that got more transparent by the minute. It became obvious to Garothal how close the two really were. In a way, he felt cheated, standing on the bed while the two scratched, nuzzled each other's necks, or compared the various features that made them different. Garothal got especially jealous when Vex started performing tail tricks. The bastard could even handle himself through Dark Souls by only using his tail!

Garothal wanted to show Nyaaa how able his tail was as well! Even...run a hand through that sumptuous fur, just to feel how silky it was.

No chance with Vex around. He was so...confident. Unafraid of getting his tail tip around Nyaaa's bulge or spreading his legs to reveal the tip of his maleness, which bore a darker shade of blue than Nyaaa's cyan fur. The fox always stared once he got a good look. And he throbbed. Hard.

Garothal? Not so much. He excused himself to the bathroom. Once inside, he looked in the mirror, washed himself with cold water, then stared at his own soaked slit. Curses! Even relieving himself of his seed felt more a burden than a joy. He sought the calmness of the kitchen. The scents of food relaxed his raging senses a little. Garothal drank a glass of juice in silence, watching the city through Nyaaa's broad window, ignoring the sounds coming from the bedroom until they became conspicuously loud.

The lizard carefully walked back. He cracked the door open just enough to see Vex's tail wrapped around one of Nyaaa's feet. The fox flared his padded toes just as another moan left his throat. Was Vex offering a massage? Must have been a strange one, as he focused more around the chest rather than the fox's throbbing bulge.

"Aaahhh! Harrrder!"

Why did Nyaaa's voice got so desperate?

Vex wrapped his tail harder. He must've did something serious to that poor fox, for Nyaaa erupted with an all-out scream that made Garothal abandon his secrecy, decency, and whatever else he had to protect his friend against a possible abuse.

"Stop!" he burst into the room "Take your tail off him right now!"

"Gar, he...he's just..."

"Twisting his nipples. See?" the white lizard squeezed the lump of flesh, smiling at Garothal's shocked expression.

"But...but why? He almost sounds like he's in pain. Are you...are you sure this is-"

"Yes, damn it!" Nyaaa rasped. "We're just playing a game. Watch if you want, but let Vex do his thing without going crazy on me."

The white lizard folded his hands, much to Nyaaa's audible disappointment.

"Oh, don't be a silly cub. I did what you asked," he touched the fox on the nose.

"For what? A minute?" Nyaaa grumbled. "That's barely-"

"Enough to stir certain cravings," Vex grabbed the fox's bulge, squeezing it within his fist.

"Aaahhhhh." The blue fox tensed like a spring ready to unfold. "Ddd-don...don't don't squeeze the- the knot. Pl-please. I'm weak. Almost...almost ready to narrrrrhhhhh," the fox shivered hard as Vex pumped his fingers around his needy member, looking back at Garothal with a cheeky smile.

"Wha'd you think, green? Wanna see our dear friend cream in his pants?"

"I don't...I don't think he wants that."

"He doesn't, hmmm? What, does he have to beg for it? Can't you see the way he's panting? That wet, delicious tongue rolling between his..." Vex suddenly brightened. "I just had the kinkiest idea. What about you take his ass? Been a while since I've seen a lizard breed."

Even Nyaaa came out of his orgasmic reverie at that. "Please, oh, please do that! I came so many times to the thought of threesomes. I'll do it. I'll suck cock like my life depends on it, and I'll loosen my arse more than a cunt. Just cum in me. Cum at the same time..." Nyaaa licked his muzzle with desire as the two lizards stared at each other, Vex strong and confident, Garothal slouched by indecision.

"What? First time doing a male?"

"No, I...I've done it before, just not with Nyaaa."

"Whoa! This guy?" Vex slapped the fox's fluffy arse. "He's the sluttiest fox you'll ever meet. Let's grant his request. It's rude to refuse a host, you know."

Garothal licked his lips. "What if I watch instead?"

He knew that was the wrong thing to say when Vex got out of the bed, looking at him with a rather intimidating mix of honesty and lust. "Dear kin of mine, if you do that, I'll jerk you off until you're harder than steel, then push you into this fox myself if I have to. One way or the other, you'll breed. Question is, are you male enough to do it yourself, or do I have to walk you through the steps?"

"Do it. Please..." Nyaaa begged. "It's my fantasy. My dream. Just this once, and I swear I'll never ask anything of you ever again."

Blast it. Nyaaa was too damn adamant in having it his way...and if he was the hard place, then Garothal had to be the rock. "I'll do it. Just...don't look, alright? I need...I need my time to get in the mood."

The other two males smiled at each other. Garothal sensed a certain plot forming in their lusty heads. He just didn't expect things to move so bloody quickly. Vex went over to Nyaaa's muzzle, grabbed it, then shoved it against the opening of his slit, feeding the fox's nostrils with his musk until the poor thing mewled with desire.

His hand unwrapped. With his maw now freed, Nyaaa slurped at the lizard's insides, his tongue going over the lips, between them, turning even the mighty vex into a tensing, trembling male.

"Mrrrhh...hungry...just the way I like it. Lick, fluffy fox. Take my scent deep into that cute little muzzle."

Nyaaa whined submissively as his muzzle was once again grabbed. Vex kept his grip loose this time so that his poking head could fit between Nyaaa's fangs and taste the slick warmth hiding inside his maw.

"Harrrr," he trembled as the fox took his throbbing cock inside. "That's it...suck on it. You've got a tongue dirtier than a cunt!"

Schlick. Schlurp. Marrrf. Aaaaarrrhhh. And hisses. Lots of lewd noises Garothal heard for the very first time.

Garothal never saw anything so...raw. The way Nyaaa's lips suckled in the streams of saliva mixed with precum made by the union of cock and tongue. How he moaned, and licked, and panted for the chance to feast on a cock while Vex's fingers massaged around his ears. He rewarded the fox with a few strokes...then shoved his muzzle hard against his crotch until not a single speck of his blue cock could be visible inside Nyaaa's contorting throat.

"Ghloah....kaaah!"

"Too big for you, little fox?" Vex taunted him with soft neck rubs. "Want me to pull out? Or would you rather choke on my cum? Here. I'll even let you choose."

To Garothal's amazement, Nyaaa accepted the throbbing offering, using the tip of his tongue to lap and clean the juices spilling forth from Vex's drenched slit. Everything was so wet. So...messy. So wild.

"Ice is finally starting to break, eh?"

"Wha?" Garothal blinked. He was too distracted to see Vex's tail lashing towards his member, and it was by sheer chance that his own restrained that menace in time.

"Arrr, feisty," Vex tugged, finding himself firmly trapped by the basilisk lizard's longer tail. "Afraid you're gonna like it, green?"

"I did it myself. Multiple times."

"Bet you did. With a beautiful tail like that, I bet you did a lot of naughty things. Where you looking, fox?" Vex thrust against Nyaaa's suckling muzzle. "You've got your own meal served, and in a bit my green kin is gonna do his share of filling."

"Rrrright," Garothal uncoiled his tail, then used it to grab a bottle of lube conveniently close to his position. Foxes like Nyaaa had to use their hands to get the lube nice and deep, but lizards had their own way of slithering in tight places.

Garothal played his lubricated tip around Nyaaa's tailhole, then pushed it in. Nyaaa squeezed, Vex shivered, and Garothal gasped at how eagerly Nyaaa grabbed onto his tail. He thrust only a few times to wet the muscles, yet even that made the fox's toes curl with utter pleasure.

Oh, that sight was enough to turn his member into tempered steel. Garothal grabbed onto one of the fox's legs. He wanted to hold onto something warm and furry as he plunged himself into Nyaaa's wonderfully wet insides. The fox took him in with a warm, squeezing hug, and Garothal couldn't help but spread his own toes at how wonderful that felt. He thrust once, twice, thrice, feeling the ripples of heat rushing along his tapered length. Nyaaa squeezed him tighter as he grew accustomed to his length, and Garothal thrust himself deeper and deeper, not stopping until his slit kissed Nyaaa's tense balls.

"Muuurrrrr!"

"Down! Stay...there..." Vex got a firm hold of the fox's moaning head, forcing him to suckle on his cock, a sight that enraged Garothal's unbridled lust. He hugged the fox's fluffy leg, pressing those squirming pads tight against his chest while his other hand took a firm hold of the haunch. Grip secured, Garothal gazed upon the fox's trembling form, especially the vein beribboned member that sprouted forth from his wet, overly stretched sheath. He was almost out. Only his knot remained inside, ensuring that only weak pre-seed oozed along the fox's glistening cock.

Garothal was not a selfish lizard. He craved to spill his essence...but that was all the better if the smell of fresh seed added to the musk that filled the air. So he rubbed Nyaaa's cock with the lubricated tip of his tail, going lower, and lower, until he wrapped himself around the fox's sensitive base.

Nyaaa howled when that happened, a choked sound as desperate as the throbs of his cock. Garothal squeezed his tail around the tense knot, forming an impromptu mating hole that tightened with the same strength as Nyaaa's tail muscles. If the fox squeezed hard, Garothal rewarded him with equal enthusiasm. If not...well, he still had the freedom to mate a juicy tailhole unlike Vex. The white lizard wasn't thoroughly happy with Nyaaa's approaching climax. The fox's moans disrupted his suckling, so Vex used his own tail as a collar that forced the fox back into submission.

Nyaaa resumed his furious suckling, but that wasn't enough for Vex, whose own climax was notoriously close. He grabbed the fox's petite head between his hands, then, with his eyes closed and his jaws tight with effort, Vex set out in a mad dash to extract as much pleasure as he could before he burst. He fucked Nyaaa's maw hard and fast. Saliva flew in the form of stray drops, dribbled in thick strands down the fox's upturned muzzle. Vex didn't care about any of that.

And neither did Garothal, whose body strained with the immense pleasure welling within his slit. He was close. Much too close to waste his time with gentleness. Like his white kin, he started pounding Nyaaa's squelching tailhole, stretching and rubbing and filling that tunnel of bliss until a sharp stream erupted from the fox's tensing member.

Seed, fresh and fertile shot into a straight line before it splashed down upon the fox's snowy belly. Then another came, and another, each spurt longer than the last. Nyaaa couldn't stop himself, just as the two lizards couldn't hold back their unfettered instincts. Vex was the first to fall. He plunged himself slit deep into Nyaaa's maw, delivering a load bigger than any male could take. Strands of thick seed burst from Nyaaa's muzzle, dribbling down like cream on the carpet below.

Garothal tightened his crotch, hoping to taste Nyaaa's wonderful contractions for just a few moments, but the sheer heat and the heavy pressure applied around his cock by the orgasmic throbs of the fox's climax dissolved his strength. Seed lanced through his bloating member like a spear, and Garothal slammed his tightening slit against Nyaaa's balls, delivering a heavy load of hot seed inside the deepest reaches of the fox's tailhole.

Nyaaa trembled with ecstatic bliss. His toes flexed, then curled, the claws of his captive foot raking along Garothal's scales as orgasmic might coursed underneath the fox's fur. His hands bailed into fists, and though he moaned in his own guttural way, Nyaaa feasted on Vex's seed with all he had, gulping and suckling the fertile essence right out of his cock, all while his tailhole milked the life out of Garothal, whose tail maintained its spasming squeezes to force out every last bit of seed from Nyaaa's spitting cock.

It was a long, drawn out session for all three males. One by one they tapered off, yet none wanted to pull away just yet. Bonded by mutual desire, they remained tied just a bit longer to enjoy the aftermath of the best threesome they ever had.

***The End***

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