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Stu Marten

St. George, Utah

It had been a few days since the deposition and, between the efforts of Toby, his family, and all of us who went on the ski trip, Craig was finally feeling better. The real kicker had been when I called Toby and said I needed to meet them on a matter of some urgency. I dropped just enough hints that they would think it was something to do about my newfound sexual interest in guys. It worked perfectly, and I got them to meet me at Vernon Worthen Park. They must have been thinking we'd be heading to a coffee shop in short order, because they didn't bundle up very well. When they arrived, I had our friends hiding behind the bathroom building and called a couple times to get them to come our way. When they came behind it to check John yelled "Attack!"

John, Rose, Carol, and Luna ambushed them and began pummeling them with a pile of snowballs. Rather than be five against two, I had agreed to swing around the building and join them, to make it three verses four. With only three, and the others had prepared several snowballs, we still managed to hold our own. When our opponents were out of snowballs and the area around all of us well and truly scraped clear of snow, we all shook hands over a game well played, and Luna said that Mitch was at Crowshaw's holding a couple pies for us, so they'd be fresh from the oven when we arrived.

As we walked towards the parking lot, Toby put his arms over my shoulders to thank me for joining him, but I could hear something dangerous in his voice. He looked past me at Craig, who had moved to my other side. Suddenly, Craig's arm was also over my shoulders and they shoved me down into a snowbank and were pushing snow in my face. After a few sputters and a lot of pawfuls of ice, they helped me up. "I guess you think I deserved that," I asked.

"Well, you certainly are the mastermind behind this ambush," retorted Toby, gesturing at our friends. They smiled innocently. Rose even went so far as to hold up her paws and shrug. Craig snorted in disbelief.

"I decided Craig needed it. And look, it worked! He's been grinning and wagging his tail since we finished," I defended myself.

Toby stopped walking and looked at the fox. "Huh. OK, you're right. All is forgiven."

"After you whitewashed me, of course."

Craig laughed. "Forgiveness and justice are often two very different matters."

I gave a large sigh, unzipping my coat to shake the snow out of it before it melted. "Fair enough. But it worked."

"Yes. But our pie's still on you," Toby grinned.

"That's been the plan all along," I answered. "Now let's go." Everyone shuffled into their cars and we headed to the cafe.

I did indeed buy Toby and Craig's share of the pies we had ordered, and everyone had a good time, though it didn't last long because they were expecting Toby's older brother to come home this afternoon. There were more complements on seeing Craig smile again, and hugs all around before we parted ways and I followed my best friends back to their house. Toby's folks were still at work, all the more reason why Toby was anxious to be home to receive Teagan.

We got in and stripped out of our winter gear to let it dry out, and then piled onto the downstairs couch. Craig leaned over and surprised me with a quick kiss on the lips! Then he twisted around and laid back so that his feet were across Toby's thighs and his head was in my lap, looking up at me. "Thanks," he said. I looked at Toby to make sure I wasn't going to be in trouble, and he was smiling, too.

"Uh, you're welcome," I stammered. "I didn't do it for that, you know. We all wanted to see you smile again. You've been so down since you got back from Cedar, and this was the best idea we could come up with."

"It was a good one," Craig replied.

"Agreed," said Toby. "I'm grateful, too. It's been hard, watching Craig be so down, and nothing I tried was cheering him up. Made it easier to follow the house rules, but I would rather have that be a challenge."

I knew what he meant by house rules, that his folks had said there was to be no intercourse at home. Basically, they didn't want to know about their kids having sex. "Why don't you two play when they're at work?" I asked.

"Well, I was going to suggest it today to try to cheer Craig up, since it's the first time we've been alone in the house, and we had a few hours before Teagan's expected arrival, but it seems someone decided we needed to go have World War Three at the park. So now I guess I don't need to."

"Sorry, I didn't know," I said.

Craig grabbed his paw and kissed it. "It's the thought that counts, Tig'."

"No way you could have," Toby said, caressing Craig's lips with his fingers as the fox licked between them. "I had just made the decision a few minutes before you called."

"I hope getting Craig here to smile makes up for some of it," I suggested.

"Sure," said Craig. "I appreciate you guys."

"Some," decided Toby. We both looked up at him.

"Some?" I asked.

"Yeah. Still a little bit to go."

"What would you have me do?"

Toby answered with a mischievous grin as he freed his paw from Craig's, laying it on his crotch and massaging the fabric there. "Let us do it anyway," he said.

"Huh?" Craig and I asked at the same time.

"Why don't you roll over, babe," he said to Craig. We both got the idea at the same time, and Craig did as told. I laid my arms on the back of the couch as he unzipped my jeans and freed my cock, immediately taking it into his mouth. I wouldn't have started this on my own, but I felt honor-bound now, like somehow I owed this to them. And deep down, there was part of me that had been desperately wanting more of this since we left the cabin. I decided not to argue with that part, and tipped my head back and moaned as Craig's silky tongue slipped down my length, encouraging it to stand up and into his sucking maw.

I looked up at Toby, who was grinning. "Just a quickie, now, and no Anal," he said. "We don't want to stink up the house with too many hormones for Teagan's arrival." He slid out from under Craig's legs and stepped over to the fireplace, lighting a pair of scented candles that were sitting on the mantle. Then he walked over to me, opening his trousers and stopping next to the armrest, offering me his cock in turn. I opened my jaw and let him lay it on my tongue, then began to lick it. In just a few moments, he was pushing his hips as I sucked his stiff length into my mouth, letting my tongue caress the length and enjoying his musky taste.

"Mmm, yeah," said Toby. "That's so good. And so sexy to watch Craig suck you." He rubbed the back of my head with one paw, and Craig's with the other. Craig replied by brushing Toby's paw with his tail, and letting out a muffled "nnnmfph."

I slurped noisily at Toby's shaft, feeling somewhat sloppy, but surprisingly there was no nervousness this time. It felt... comfortable. Like this was the right thing to do between us. I liked that feeling, and was already regretting the end of winter vacation, when I would be back in the soggy Northwest, and these two would be out on the Plains once more. But that wasn't going to happen right now, so I decided to focus on what was going on right in front of me; specifically, Toby's fat member and my already aching jaw. I pulled off and gasped, then decided to rest my jaw by grabbing his shaft and holding it up so I could lick his balls. I remembered he seemed to enjoy that when I saw Craig do it. He grunted in surprise, but pushed his hips forward so I figured I had guessed right. His musk was much stronger here, especially on the back of the sack, and it was really turning me on. Craig must have noticed because he changed tactics and was now bobbing directly on my shaft, and I could see from the corner of my eye that he had one hand under his hips, too.

I closed my eyes and lapped hungrily at the delicious musk under Toby's balls. I didn't really notice when Craig let my shaft go, but suddenly I felt his muzzle sliding over my nose and taking in Toby's shaft. I shifted to give him some more room, but on the couch like this that didn't leave much space to work, so instead I looked to see where Craig was, and saw he had gotten up on his knees. This gave me space to lean down and nuzzle his hand aside, so I could take in his shaft, cleaning the musk off of him, too. I kept the logical part of my brain from objecting to what I was doing by keeping it busy with the question of why they were so much more flavorful today, then realized it was because we had all been working hard and getting sweaty during the snowball fight, and none of us had showered after, whereas we were all freshly washed when we had experimented at the cabin. I decided I liked it better this way, because I could smell their pheromones and it was making me much, much hornier. Suddenly I felt my waist being tugged out, and I peeked around Craig's hip to see Toby settling on the coffee table, forming up a triangle. Craig was still sucking on him and suddenly he was sucking on me. I moaned as I took Craig's dick back into my mouth and savored this triangle of hormones and lust. Pretty soon we were all sucking with the same rhythm and I could feel my climax building. I began to moan, which seemed somehow to stimulate Craig, who began to moan as well. When Toby started, I understood why. I could feel the vibration of his voice box when he vocalized. Suddenly he took me all the way in, and I could feel the back of his throat pressing against the head of my dick. He let out a low, long growl and I shivered with delight. I had forgotten about the fact that cats have a bone back there that helps them growl, and his was a mighty one. The vibrations were too much for me and I cried out as he pulled my orgasm from me, sealing his lips on my shaft and refusing to spill a drop.

Toby came next, because I had stopped to gasp, which interrupted Craig's climb to the peak. He let out another roar, this time unimpeded by my cock and it felt like the walls were shaking as Craig sucked hungrily at his mate. Then, once he had taken in every drop from Toby, he stood up and leaned over me, masturbating with the head right in front of my nose. I opened my mouth but he seemed to have other plans in mind as he moved it around so that he shot splash after splash all over my face. Toby moved quickly and was licking it up before it could drip on the couch, and once Craig had finished he was helping him out. Then the two of them pressed their lips together, bringing their muzzles down to mine so that they were kissing me at the same time, and we all exchanged the intermingled mess inside our mouths, a triple shot of tiger, fox, and pine marten cum.

Finally, we all checked for any drips and settled back on the couch in a loose pile of cuddling and gentle kissing going every which way, which was stirred up as each of us, over the next few minutes, found a sudden need to pee.

About an hour later, we were woken from our naps by the sound of the garage door opening. "Teagan's home," Toby said. We all got up and straightened ourselves out. I sniffed at the air, but all I could smell were candles. I hoped it was OK, because there wasn't time to do anything as the door to the garage opened and in stepped Toby's brother.

Except for size, it was almost impossible for anyone who didn't know the two brothers to tell them apart. Teagan stood about four inches taller than Toby and, before this year, had been more heavily muscled. But Toby's work in the gym had changed that. Even their stripe patterns were so similar that anyone who didn't know what to look for would get them confused - and most of the distinguishing marks were only visible to strangers when they went swimming. But Teagan's eyes were a deep emerald, bordering on pine, whereas Toby's were the yellow-green of a summer fern. I laughed as I looked at Craig, seeing him for the first time in anything but pictures scattered around the house, and wondered if I should help him close his jaw. I decided a quick poke in the ribs might go unnoticed, and did so in time that his gawking might also be unmarked, while Toby and Teagan exchanged a bone-crushing hug. Craig looked at me and understood, nodding thanks, and mouthed, "There's two of him!" I smiled and nodded, and then Toby was pulling his brother over to us.

"Hey, there, good to see you, Stuart!" grinned the massive tiger. By voice, they were much easier to tell apart. Teagan's voice was significantly richer and deeper. I had always found it a bit entrancing, but now I think I understood why a bit more. This time, hearing him say my name sent a shiver up my spine. We shook hands, and then Teagan turned to Craig. "Who's this?"

"Tee, this is Craig. He's the guy I picked up in Kearney last summer."

"Oh, hey, I had heard you'd be here this winter. Nice to meet you, bud! Welcome to the family."

Craig stammered out a thanks, but I could tell his hormones were running the show. I knew that would stop in just a moment, when the next introduction came. Teagan brought forward a beautiful tigress, bearing a car bassinet.

"Guys, this is my baby-mama, Liesl." She smirked at him over the title, but was back to a gracious grin as Teagan taught her each of our names.

"Welcome to the family to you, too," grinned Toby. Liesl set the bassinet on the coffee table to shake everyone's paws, then scooped Anna out of the carrier. "And this is our baby, Anna." She cooed at the infant, "Here is your Uncle Toby. Doesn't he look like your daddy? Such a handsome family!"

Toby was enraptured. He held out his paws, and Liesl gently laid the baby in his arms. Craig was looking on and adoring Toby, holding the baby. My heart went out to them; they'd be good fathers. If it weren't for the gender issue, genes made it even more impossible. Craig and I cooed over the baby in Toby's arms, which made the other two tigers grin broadly. I looked up at Teagan, who sniffed, looked at the candles, then at Craig, and, catching his eye, winked with a wry grin. Craig blinked, which broadened his smile. I decided to interrupt the moment before things happened that Toby wasn't ready for. "How was your drive over from the coast?" I asked.

"Not bad," said Teagan. "A little tiring. Liesl has never driven on ice, so she didn't want to take the car on the highway for her first experience."

"Well, why don't you get settled in," I suggested. "I know Toby has instructions to set up snacks, so we can give you some space to unpack while we help him out, and we'll see you upstairs in a little bit."

Both tigers nodded. "Can I take Anna with us?" Toby asked, clearly reluctant to give her up just yet.

"Sure. I'll come get her in a minute, to check if she needs changing," Liesl agreed. Her English was perfect, but we could hear the German accent. Craig scooped up the bassinet and we marched upstairs. Craig and I were both familiar enough with the kitchen that Toby didn't have to surrender his charge until Liesl actually came up for her, but once she went back downstairs, Teagan came up and looked at Toby. "So, boyfriends?" He asked.

Toby was caught completely off guard, and Craig and I stopped our work to watch the exchange. "How...?"

"Little brother, I'm the one who put those scented candles on the mantle. I know what they mean. Liesl has my only child, but she wasn't my first partner."

"Man, is anyone going to wait until I tell them to figure it out?"

"Honestly, I always thought you and Stuart would make the perfect couple, if he were gay," Teagan said.

"Hey!" I protested, lamely.

"Consider it a complement," Teagan smiled. "I'd love to call you brother-in-law."

"Oh. Thanks."

"Well, anyway, yes," said Toby, recovered from the shock of being un-closeted again. "Almost from the very start. And, uh, well, you might not be too far off with Stu, because it wasn't just the two of us this afternoon. Don't tell Dad."

"Never," Teagan said. "What they don't hear or smell, can't stop us. After all, they only gave a half-hearted complaint when I told them about Anna, and that mostly because they hadn't met Liesl yet. Why do you think I moved my room downstairs as soon as they let me, though? Harder for them to hear things I didn't want them to."

Toby's look wasn't so much shock as an acceptance that his brother was even cleverer than he ever realized.

"Do they let you sleep together?"

"Well, until this morning, I was sleeping in your room, like I did this summer," Craig admitted. "It just sort of felt like my bedroom, by now."

"Don't let them put you on the fold-out. It's dreadfully uncomfortable," the big tiger warned.

"Already warned him," Toby smirked.

"I'll help you push for it, if you think you can just sleep together. That'll mean I can stay in my room with Liesl. The downstairs fold-out is even worse than the one upstairs."

"So, no problem with the revelation, then?" Toby asked.

"Hell no, Bro! I've been rooting for you to figure it out for a while. Liesl is cool, too. She says Germany's more liberated than we are. Her family in Münster are somewhat conservative, but she was raised in Berlin, and she says they're completely open, there."

"You told her?" Toby was startled again.

"It came up when we were talking about one of her more distant cousins. That's why she told me about Münster. He had to move to join the Berlin part of the family. Something about his father being worried about the succession. Poor kid lost his bid to be the next Baron von Ketteler; though that's not quite the status it used to be, since World War I. He didn't mind giving it up, because he wasn't really interested in being an administrator, but was pretty sad that his father sent him away."

"Wait, Liesl's an aristocrat?" I asked.

"Very distantly," she said, coming up the stairs and into the kitchen. "If about fifty of my cousins were all on a bus and it crashed into the Rhine, I could be Baroness von Ketteler. But I would have to move home, and give up on marrying my Tee," she said. "So I hope they never all get on a bus and go touring the river together." She set Anna in the bassinet and we all gathered around the counter, where the snacks had been laid out.

"Well, should we call you 'Your Ladyship'?"

"Nüü, Tee tells me it's illegal to hold title in the US," she waved me off. "And I really don't want it anyway. Georg is right; it's a huge hassle, and the returns are minimal. I'd rather just be me, and let you be you. And you two," she looked at Toby and Craig, "be you two. You're a handsome couple."

"Thanks," they chimed in at once.

"Maybe a trio," Toby added, looking at me.

"Fantastisch!" Liesl said, nodding approval. "Now, let's see these snacks," she said, as if this revelation were as natural as could be. The conversation ranged pretty far after that as we tucked in to the snack trays, but we were all thoroughly enjoying ourselves by time both Harper and Jamie had come home, and it was time for me to return to mine. I bid them good evening, and headed out, my head full of ideas about being free to be part of something with Toby and Craig, and wondering how it would ever work if we were to do such a thing, with the distance between us.