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Stuart Marten

St George, Utah

Toby and Craig sat on my couch, telling me all about what had happened with Craig's dad. "So yeah, when we go back to Nebraska, we'll have to stop in at Cedar and give Detective Holcolmbe another statement," said Toby.

"Which means this is going to drag out even longer," complained Craig.

"It doesn't sound like there's much to do for it," I commented. "I wish I could help you guys out."

"Nothing really you can do, and getting involved will just put you at risk, too. Dad's unstable," Craig explained. "There's no telling what he'll do."

"Doesn't mean I can't wish it," I defended myself. "You guys are my best friends, and then some."

"Fair enough," Toby said. "But you also have to get back up to Washington to finish your last semester, and then you're gonna be ruling the pines of the Northwest."

"You guys really ought to come see me in the spring. The Cascades are so gorgeous then!"

"Maybe we will. This is my last year at Lincoln. What do you think, Craig?"

He thought about it for a minute. "I'd like that. But we'll have to see what things look like at the end of the year. If we can, I say we do it. We can make it our anniversary trip, even, Tig."

"Oooh, that's right!" exclaimed Toby. "The trip home will be one year." He kissed Craig. "It feels like we've been together forever already. So much has happened."

"Yeah, but in a good way."

"Should I leave you two alone," I asked.

"No!" they both cried.

"You're part of this, too, after all," said Craig, leering at me. "That's why we are here, after all. You're heading back to the Northwest, we'll go back to Nebraska, and we wanted to give you a proper goodbye." He leaned over and kissed me... and I kissed him back. Slowly. I had my eyes closed, but I felt a paw on my thigh. I laid my paw on top of it. Then I heard Toby rumble, and I felt him sit down behind me, putting his paws on my sides and rubbing gently.

Craig broke off the kiss and sighed, resting his head on my shoulder.

"It feels a bit wierd, still, doesn't it," I asked, wrapping my arms around Craig's torso. "Three of us, like this."

"Just a little," said Toby. "But what about any of this is traditional? I still feel a little guilty just being alone with Craig. Sometimes."

"But the wind blows where it will," said Craig, doing his best to sound pious. "And he who bends with it, won't break."

"How bendy is that thing you have tenting your pants," I laughed.

"Why don't you find out," Toby whispered in my ear, making sure his breath tickles the hairs on the edge of it. My ear twictched in voluntarily, and I looked over my shoulder at him. He was leering, now. "G'head." He nodded.

I turned back to Craig and unzipped his pants, slowly. He sat still and watched, grinning. I put my paw inside and found his stiffening shaft, and squeezed it gently. There was a little bend still, but I could tell that wouldn't last long. It throbbed in my paw. Craig sighed quietly.

"Keep going," Toby whispered, licking my ear. Encouraged, I did exactly that. With one paw, I pushed the fabric down and with the other liberated Craig's shaft. I took a moment to admire it, enjoying the look of it, silver against my brown paw fur. Then I closed my paw and rubbed it, encouraging the blood to flush in and make it firmer. Toby pushed on my back a little, and I knew what he meant. I leaned down and took it into my mouth. Craig let out a tiny moan. I closed my lips at the base of the flesh. His knot responded immediately. Not enough to gag me, but I could feel it swell a little.

"That's a little scary," I said, pulling my head up enough to look at the swell. "You take that inside you?" I asked Toby.

"Don't knock it until you try it," He grinned. "The first time hurt a little, but it also feels really good."

"Want me to show you?" Craig asked. I looked up into his shinging eyes. The whole universe seemed to stop for a second.

"Yes."

Toby stood up behind me, taking my paw and encouraging me to turn around. Craig unzipped my trousers as I turned, sliding them down. I knealt on the couch, and Toby drew me down so that I was leaning over. He rubbed my ears, as Toby stood up behind me, lining himself up. "We don't have any lube," Craig said. He solved the problem by spitting on his paw and rubbing it over the head of his shaft. Toby spit on his paw and rubbed my backside. The whole universe seemed to press in on this moment, Craig and Toby standing on either side of me as I knealt between them. I closed my eyes. Craig lined himself up and began to gently press. I froze. Toby had done this before, but I could still feel my heart racing. What had I gotten myself into? I could feel Craig's cock pushing on my tailhole.

"You sure?" Craig asked.

I took a breath. "No, but don't stop. Please. This is my last chance before the semester starts. It'll tear me up for five months if I back out, now."

Craig pressed more firmly, and I felt him open me. I grunted in pain. Toby rubbed my shoulders. "Easy, Craig," he said. Craig stopped with his head just inside. It felt like he had pushed a redwood inside me. "Breathe deep, Stu. Don't fight." I panted, and the tree felt a little smaller.

"Holy North Wind, you're tight," exclaimed Craig.

He sat still for a bit, then as I started breathing more normally, he pushed in a little more. I grunted again.

Toby encouraged me. "He's thinner than me without the knot, and you took me fine."

"Yeah, but you were using actual lube." Craig reminded him. "Spit doesn't go as smooth, and it dries out faster."

"Point," said Toby.

We continued with this pattern of push and breathe and push and breathe until I felt Craig pressing inside me. "Ohh, no more. Stop there," I said.

"Yeah, I think I just hit your wall," Craig replied. He sat still, rubbing my hips.

"Need a distraction?" Toby asked, pulling his shorts down and hanging his thickening shaft in front of my muzzle. Taking the cue, I stretched my tongue and drew it in, suckling on it like a kit on its mother. Toby panted softly.

In a few moments, I was grunting hungrily while I sucked. Toby was moaning softly. Suddenly I realized that Craig was moving again. I wasn't sure when he had started, but their ruse had worked. I was relaxed and taking him more easily, now. Craig pumped his hips, moving in and out. After a little more time, I realized he was pressing all the way in with each thrust. How had he done that? I didn't want to question it, because it would get me nervous again. It was my turn to moan. I could feel him filling me, and it was thrilling. My mouth was filled with Toby's meat. The spikes tugged at my tongue and cheeks each time he drew out a little.

"Mmm, yeah, this feels good," said Craig. There wasn't much else being said. All three of us were groaning and moaning. Craig playfully slapped my rump. "You ready for my knot?" He asked. Suddenly I realized I could feel more pressing against me.

"Don't focus on it," advised Toby. "You'll get nervous. Think up here," he tapped my nose with his shaft. I took his advice and slurped noisily on his dick. Suddenly the redwood was back. I grunted and pulled away, but it followed me. Craig tugged on my hips. I tried to pull away again, but it wouldn't let go. Craig was grunting heavily, and panting in between.

"Oh, yeah. Oh! I'm cumming," he cried. I could feel the warm fluid swelling inside me. He thrust his hips, which moved both of us as he was now tied firmly inside me. I groaned on Toby's shaft. He continued thrusting, and in a few more moments he began to pant, too.

"My turn!" Toby said, grabbing my jaw and thrusting hard. I tasted his salty seed filling my mouth and groaned. Craig held still while Toby climaxed. I gagged, trying to drink it all in. I got most, but some of it was spilling down my chin. Then once Toby settled a little, Craig began to thrust again. I could feel the stimulus rising. He must have found my prostate. He thrust some more - I don't know how, because he was still locked tightly inside me, but he was managing. Toby had freed my mouth of its burden, and just in time because I cried out, "Oh, crap, how did you do that?" I stuck a paw under my hips just in time to pump out a load, that splashed all over the cushion I was kneeling on.

When my climax settled, Craig stopped pushing my hips around, and drew me back into his lap. He kissed my cheek. Toby went to the bathroom, and came back with a warm, damp washcloth which he used to wipe my mess off the center cushion, then he wiped my chin, and finally what he could reach of my rump, tied as I was to Craig's hips.

I laid my head back against Craig's shoulder. "Holy crap, this feels amazing."

"And now you're marked," Toby said. "My boyfriend's seed in your tailhole, and my seed in your stomach."

"We're all boyfriends, now," said Craig, nuzzling my jawline.

I didn't know what to say. I just sighed, happily. Toby kissed me, tasting his own seed still on my lips. Then he kissed Craig, and I could see he was offering the taste with his tongue there, too.

"Now what," I asked, wriggling my hips a little. I still felt full, but not uncomfortable.

"Now sit still, or you'll keep us tied for a while," chuckled Craig.

I obeyed. "You know, I think this is the best goodbye we've ever done," I said to Toby.

"And maybe the hardest," he nodded.

"In more ways than one!" I laughed. "I'm really, really going to miss you both this semester."

"Same," said Craig.

"Aw, you two will have each other," I demurred. "It'll be easier for you two."

"Doesn't mean we won't feel incomplete without you," said Toby, offering me a light kiss. "To be frank, there were plenty of times when I wished you were with us last semester already."

"And the thought crossed my mind a few times," said Craig.

Toby kissed him, now. "Yeah, this semester, let's tell each other when that happens."

"Agreed. And then we can Skype Stu,"

"Good idea," Toby nodded.

"I'd like that," I said.

"It's going to be a good semester," said Toby.