FIC: Friday Night Dinner (SB/OB/VM, NC-17)
Title: Friday Night Dinner
Author: jenmstar
E-mail: jenstar2421@yahoo.com
Pairing: SB/OB/VM (SB/OB)
Rating: NC-17
Archive:fellow_shippers bean_squee orlandoslash northern_softy more_than_mates rugbytackle
Disclaimer: This is all fiction.
Beta: None. Please tell me if there are any mistakes.
Notes: Follows Walking In because everyone asked so nicely.
Dinner had been good. Viggo had been surprised to find out that Orlando was actually a very good cook, serving a wonderful meal of Caesar salad, followed by a main course of red snapper, grilled vegetables, rice, and fresh rolls.
Sean and Viggo had both declined dessert, opting instead for a post-dinner brandy. Now they were all sitting in the living room, Sean and Viggo sipping their drinks, Orlando eating fresh strawberries in such a way that made Viggo sincerely hope that he had been invited over for more than just dinner and conversation.
"He has a beautiful mouth, doesn't he?" Sean asked, following Viggo's line of sight.
Viggo nodded, blushing a little.
"Want to feel it?" Orlando asks, making an exaggerated show of putting a strawberry in his mouth as he stood up.
"Yes," Viggo said, eyes flickering between Orlando's mouth and Sean's glittering eyes.
Orlando walked over to stand in front of Viggo. Using his eleven grace, he sank to his knees. With a grin, Orlando ran his hands up Viggo's legs until they came to rest over Viggo's crotch. Finally, licking his lips, he pulled Viggo's zipper down and pulled Viggo's cock out.
"Not wearing any underwear" he asked with a smirk. "How very naughty."
"Not naughty," Viggo said, enjoying the view of Orlando on his knees in front of him. "Just, uh, hopeful."
"He's hopeful," Sean repeated to Orlando with a smirk. "You wouldn't want to disappoint him, would you?"
"Oh, certainly not," Orlando said before licking his lips and taking the head of Viggo's cock into his mouth.
"Oh yeah," Viggo moaned, reaching down to wrap the curls Orlando still had left around his fingers as Orlando took more of Viggo's erection into his mouth.
"was there anything else you were hoping for?" Sean asked, watching with a grin as Viggo's eyes fluttered closed.
"Well," Viggo said, forcing his eyes open so that he could look at Sean, "there were some things I was thinking about when I was jacking off in the shower last night."
"Yeah?" Sean said, slipping his hand under the waistband of his pants to tease the head of his cock. "Tell me about it."
"Well," Viggo said, left hand slipping down to caress the soft skin right behind Orlando's ear, "I imagined what you would look like down on your knees, sucking Orlando off."
Orlando moaned at the image, the vibrations making Viggo shiver.
"Anything else?" Sean asked, thumb running back and forth over the head of his cock, smearing the pre-come that collected there.
"Yeah," Viggo said, stilling Orlando and letting himself slip from Orlando's lips. "I imagined myself kneeling behind you, fucking you as hard as I could."
Orlando twisted around to look at Sean.
"Can we?" he asked, the tiniest hint of a pout forming on his lips.
"Of course, babe. If that's what you want," Sean said, rising to his feet.
Orlando rose to his feet and launched himself into Sean's arms.
"Yeah," he said, kissing Sean's neck. "Please."
Instead of answering, Sean merely undid the buttons of Orlando's fly and shoved the pants down Orlando's legs.
"Looks like I wasn't the only one who was 'hopeful' this evening," Viggo said, pushing his own pants off as he took in the sight of Orlando's bare butt.
"I was wearing underwear," Orlando said as Sean pulled his shirt over his head. "Sean just made me mess them up while I was cooking."
"Oh?" Viggo questioned as he pulled off his own shirt.
"Yeah," Orlando said as he removed Sean's clothes. "I was making the salad after I got out of the shower, so I was only wearing underwear and Sean just grabbed me through my boxers and wanked me off."
"And you didn't have another pair?" Viggo asked, walking over to where the other two men were standing.
"Too much effort," Orlando said with a grin, lightly stroking Sean's erection.
"Yeah," Viggo said, kissing Orlando deeply.
"What?" Sean asked. "No kiss for me?"
"Just one," Viggo said. "Then you better start putting your mouth to better use."
With that, Viggo leaned in to give Sean a powerful kiss. As he pulled away, he put a hand on Sean's shoulder, guiding him to his knees.
"Prepare him for me," Viggo requested.
"Certainly," Orlando replied, digging lube and a condom out of a drawer of the end table.
One, two, three. Orlando added fingers into Sean until Sean was pushing back against his fingers.
"Are you ready for Viggo?" Orlando asked, licking at a drop of sweat that ran down between Sean's shoulder blades as Viggo knelt down beside them.
"Yeah, I'm ready for him," Sean said.
"Great," Orlando said, removing his fingers. "Let me," he adds as Viggo reached for the condom.
Quickly Orlando tore open the wrapper and smoothed it over Viggo's cock, then covered it with a generous amount of lube. Grasping Viggo's cock, he guided it to Sean's entrance. Viggo pushed forward and Orlando released Viggo's cock, opting instead to kiss him, Orlando's tongue thrusting into Viggo's mouth at the same speed that Viggo's cock as thrusting into Sean.
After a few minutes, Viggo pulled away.
"As much as I'm enjoying your mouth," he said, "I think Sean's mouth is being neglected."
"I think you're right," Orlando said, standing up and walking in front of Sean.
Once in front of Sean, Orlando stroked his cock, then guiding it to Sean's lips. Sean eagerly opened his mouth. With expert skill, Sean deep-throated Orlando, grabbing onto Orlando's thighs to brace himself against Viggo's thrusts.
It took a few moments before Orlando managed to force his eyes open to watch the scene in front of him. Sean, down on his knees, Orlando's cock moving in and out of his mouth, Viggo's cock moving in and out of his ass.
"Touch him," he told Viggo, eyes, focusing on Viggo's hand moving down to wrap around Sean's cock.
Orlando shuddered as the touch caused Sean to moan, the vibrations traveling up through his cock to his balls.
"Vig," he called out, "I'm getting close."
"Me too," Viggo said. "Very, very close."
And he was. Just a thrust or two more and Viggo was coming, biting down on Sean's neck.
"Oh, that was bloody beautiful," Orlando said, his thrusts growing slightly more erratic. "Just like that. Just. Like. That."
And with that, Orlando came in Sean's mouth, shivering as he felt Sean let his mouth fill with Orlando's come then swallow it down as his tongue caressed the over-sensitive head of Orlando's cock.
"Please," Sean whispered as Orlando's cock slipped from his lips.
"Of course, luv," Orlando said, dropping to his knees so that he could kiss Sean, tasting himself in Sean's mouth.
Gently he reached down to cradle Sean's balls, already drawn tight, Viggo's hand hitting his on the down strokes. It took only a minute before Sean came, crying out into Orlando's mouth.
Orlando ran his hand through Sean's hair as Sean began to breathe more normally.
"That was fantastic," Viggo said, moving to sit with his back against the sofa, pulling Sean back with him. "Thank you both."
"You're welcome," Orlando said, moving to settle between Sean's legs.
"More than welcome," Sean said, leaning up to kiss Viggo's cheek. "Feel free to stop by any time."
Author: jenmstar
E-mail: jenstar2421@yahoo.com
Pairing: SB/OB/VM (SB/OB)
Rating: NC-17
Archive:fellow_shippers bean_squee orlandoslash northern_softy more_than_mates rugbytackle
Disclaimer: This is all fiction.
Beta: None. Please tell me if there are any mistakes.
Notes: Follows Walking In because everyone asked so nicely.
Dinner had been good. Viggo had been surprised to find out that Orlando was actually a very good cook, serving a wonderful meal of Caesar salad, followed by a main course of red snapper, grilled vegetables, rice, and fresh rolls.
Sean and Viggo had both declined dessert, opting instead for a post-dinner brandy. Now they were all sitting in the living room, Sean and Viggo sipping their drinks, Orlando eating fresh strawberries in such a way that made Viggo sincerely hope that he had been invited over for more than just dinner and conversation.
"He has a beautiful mouth, doesn't he?" Sean asked, following Viggo's line of sight.
Viggo nodded, blushing a little.
"Want to feel it?" Orlando asks, making an exaggerated show of putting a strawberry in his mouth as he stood up.
"Yes," Viggo said, eyes flickering between Orlando's mouth and Sean's glittering eyes.
Orlando walked over to stand in front of Viggo. Using his eleven grace, he sank to his knees. With a grin, Orlando ran his hands up Viggo's legs until they came to rest over Viggo's crotch. Finally, licking his lips, he pulled Viggo's zipper down and pulled Viggo's cock out.
"Not wearing any underwear" he asked with a smirk. "How very naughty."
"Not naughty," Viggo said, enjoying the view of Orlando on his knees in front of him. "Just, uh, hopeful."
"He's hopeful," Sean repeated to Orlando with a smirk. "You wouldn't want to disappoint him, would you?"
"Oh, certainly not," Orlando said before licking his lips and taking the head of Viggo's cock into his mouth.
"Oh yeah," Viggo moaned, reaching down to wrap the curls Orlando still had left around his fingers as Orlando took more of Viggo's erection into his mouth.
"was there anything else you were hoping for?" Sean asked, watching with a grin as Viggo's eyes fluttered closed.
"Well," Viggo said, forcing his eyes open so that he could look at Sean, "there were some things I was thinking about when I was jacking off in the shower last night."
"Yeah?" Sean said, slipping his hand under the waistband of his pants to tease the head of his cock. "Tell me about it."
"Well," Viggo said, left hand slipping down to caress the soft skin right behind Orlando's ear, "I imagined what you would look like down on your knees, sucking Orlando off."
Orlando moaned at the image, the vibrations making Viggo shiver.
"Anything else?" Sean asked, thumb running back and forth over the head of his cock, smearing the pre-come that collected there.
"Yeah," Viggo said, stilling Orlando and letting himself slip from Orlando's lips. "I imagined myself kneeling behind you, fucking you as hard as I could."
Orlando twisted around to look at Sean.
"Can we?" he asked, the tiniest hint of a pout forming on his lips.
"Of course, babe. If that's what you want," Sean said, rising to his feet.
Orlando rose to his feet and launched himself into Sean's arms.
"Yeah," he said, kissing Sean's neck. "Please."
Instead of answering, Sean merely undid the buttons of Orlando's fly and shoved the pants down Orlando's legs.
"Looks like I wasn't the only one who was 'hopeful' this evening," Viggo said, pushing his own pants off as he took in the sight of Orlando's bare butt.
"I was wearing underwear," Orlando said as Sean pulled his shirt over his head. "Sean just made me mess them up while I was cooking."
"Oh?" Viggo questioned as he pulled off his own shirt.
"Yeah," Orlando said as he removed Sean's clothes. "I was making the salad after I got out of the shower, so I was only wearing underwear and Sean just grabbed me through my boxers and wanked me off."
"And you didn't have another pair?" Viggo asked, walking over to where the other two men were standing.
"Too much effort," Orlando said with a grin, lightly stroking Sean's erection.
"Yeah," Viggo said, kissing Orlando deeply.
"What?" Sean asked. "No kiss for me?"
"Just one," Viggo said. "Then you better start putting your mouth to better use."
With that, Viggo leaned in to give Sean a powerful kiss. As he pulled away, he put a hand on Sean's shoulder, guiding him to his knees.
"Prepare him for me," Viggo requested.
"Certainly," Orlando replied, digging lube and a condom out of a drawer of the end table.
One, two, three. Orlando added fingers into Sean until Sean was pushing back against his fingers.
"Are you ready for Viggo?" Orlando asked, licking at a drop of sweat that ran down between Sean's shoulder blades as Viggo knelt down beside them.
"Yeah, I'm ready for him," Sean said.
"Great," Orlando said, removing his fingers. "Let me," he adds as Viggo reached for the condom.
Quickly Orlando tore open the wrapper and smoothed it over Viggo's cock, then covered it with a generous amount of lube. Grasping Viggo's cock, he guided it to Sean's entrance. Viggo pushed forward and Orlando released Viggo's cock, opting instead to kiss him, Orlando's tongue thrusting into Viggo's mouth at the same speed that Viggo's cock as thrusting into Sean.
After a few minutes, Viggo pulled away.
"As much as I'm enjoying your mouth," he said, "I think Sean's mouth is being neglected."
"I think you're right," Orlando said, standing up and walking in front of Sean.
Once in front of Sean, Orlando stroked his cock, then guiding it to Sean's lips. Sean eagerly opened his mouth. With expert skill, Sean deep-throated Orlando, grabbing onto Orlando's thighs to brace himself against Viggo's thrusts.
It took a few moments before Orlando managed to force his eyes open to watch the scene in front of him. Sean, down on his knees, Orlando's cock moving in and out of his mouth, Viggo's cock moving in and out of his ass.
"Touch him," he told Viggo, eyes, focusing on Viggo's hand moving down to wrap around Sean's cock.
Orlando shuddered as the touch caused Sean to moan, the vibrations traveling up through his cock to his balls.
"Vig," he called out, "I'm getting close."
"Me too," Viggo said. "Very, very close."
And he was. Just a thrust or two more and Viggo was coming, biting down on Sean's neck.
"Oh, that was bloody beautiful," Orlando said, his thrusts growing slightly more erratic. "Just like that. Just. Like. That."
And with that, Orlando came in Sean's mouth, shivering as he felt Sean let his mouth fill with Orlando's come then swallow it down as his tongue caressed the over-sensitive head of Orlando's cock.
"Please," Sean whispered as Orlando's cock slipped from his lips.
"Of course, luv," Orlando said, dropping to his knees so that he could kiss Sean, tasting himself in Sean's mouth.
Gently he reached down to cradle Sean's balls, already drawn tight, Viggo's hand hitting his on the down strokes. It took only a minute before Sean came, crying out into Orlando's mouth.
Orlando ran his hand through Sean's hair as Sean began to breathe more normally.
"That was fantastic," Viggo said, moving to sit with his back against the sofa, pulling Sean back with him. "Thank you both."
"You're welcome," Orlando said, moving to settle between Sean's legs.
"More than welcome," Sean said, leaning up to kiss Viggo's cheek. "Feel free to stop by any time."