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Can't wait to get home...done with classes, finally have a chance to rest, don't have to put up with crap for a couple days...

Cole's mood could've been better. It hadn't been a bad day exactly, just rough, a lot of work to do with early morning math class, a literature discussion section, and a chemistry lab section that had been one of the more challenging ones to date. But now it was mid-afternoon, and he was off for the rest of the day, and the rest of the week, as it was the long-awaited Friday. He could kick back, relax, hang out with friends, maybe do something a bit more adventurous...of course, there was homework, too, but he wasn't planning on putting that first.

_Wonder if Barret's gonna be busy...maybe I can latch onto him if he's got any party plans. Don't know how he does it, like he can find the best places to go any time... _ His roomie, Barret, was a wolverine with a healthy social life, more friends than Cole had for sure. The lizard envied him a bit, it seemed to come so easily to him...he wasn't quite as social, though he had his circle of friends, but he wondered sometimes how Barret could go up to someone and act like he'd known them all their life. He seemed to like everyone, and everyone seemed to like him. Cole especially...well, like might have been putting it lightly.

I have to make sure he gets his shirt off again...I need a refresher.

Few would deny it: Barret was a sexy beast. Tall, muscular, he cut a figure that few could keep out of their heads. It was one of the main reasons Cole signed on to the lease so quickly, though he would never admit it to anyone else - even to him it sounded pretty shallow. But for someone just coming into their sexuality, it was a hard thing to fight, and he got plenty rewarded for it - it wasn't uncommon to see Barret walking around shirtless, pantsless, or totally nude, not caring one whit that his gay roomie could see everything. He wondered if it was intentional sometimes, but Barret got more than his share of action and Cole didn't notice any particular interest in him. The wolverine was at least bisexual himself, and there were more boys brought home than girls so he seemed to have a preference in the right way, but Cole wasn't sure it would be appropriate to proposition him, and if he was wrong, that would be an awkward existence.

And there was the other complication...

Crap, that's right, Anton was asking if I had anything going on this weekend. I have to get back to him...well, I don't have anything specific, so maybe I'll go see him. Especially if I can't ogle Barret...

He blushed a bit as he thought that. That wasn't the way to think about his oldest friend, he'd known the blue jay since second grade and they'd been best buddies ever since. Anton was the first one he told about his homosexuality, and he'd been shocked to hear the blue jay return the same confession. That had been before Anton had left for college, their first separation in a decade, a tough thing for both of them but sometimes that happened. They'd kept in touch all throughout the separation, and it was Cole who helped Anton through a severe breakdown that had threatened a lot...he'd ended up transferring to Cole's university to be closer to home and a support network to help him through his issues. He was doing a lot better lately, and Cole helped out a lot with that, keeping his spirits up and helping him work through the tough times.

His return had inspired other feelings, though. When he'd first seen Anton again, after a year of separation, he'd found more than just friendship, there was definite attraction there. Anton couldn't have been more different from Barret - shorter, slighter, almost looking frail in ways, he had this impression of something that needed to be protected and treated gently. And it stirred a different kind of appeal in Cole...though he was more average overall, his shape was to Anton's what Barret's was to him. Where the wolverine made him want to bend over and raise his tail, Anton inspired a more powerful, possessive feeling, like he just wanted to wrap him up in his arms and take him onto the bed and ravish him.

He'd never told Anton about this. How could he? They had been friends for so long, he wasn't really sure how to approach it. Maybe he wasn't interested anyway...Anton didn't get around, he wasn't sure the blue jay had ever been with another guy, maybe he wasn't interested yet. They hadn't really talked much about relationships, that seemed like something low on the list of things to deal with for him.

His conflicting feelings certainly were contributing to the lack of action. Cole, in all honesty, wasn't sure whether he'd be happier with Barret or Anton, and he was worried about getting serious with one only to be unable to stop thinking about the other. It wouldn't be fair to either of them if that was the case...he told himself he needed to figure out what he was really into, maybe there was something he could learn about compatibility that would help make the decision for him. Or maybe one of them would get hooked up with someone else and limit his options, making the decision a lot easier. Or maybe that was just an excuse to drag his feet on the matter, avoid making a commitment...sometimes he wondered.

Arriving at the apartment, he tossed his bag on the couch, wanting nothing more to do with it for the rest of the day. It would have to get properly put away but he'd deal with that later; he wanted to go pester Barret about his weekend plans to help him make a decision. Stretching a bit, he trod over to his roommate's door, which was slightly ajar; unless it was all the way closed, he usually didn't mind Cole coming in, so he thought nothing of pushing it open. "Hey, Barret, wh-"

The lizard stopped dead. Barret was on his bed, completely naked, arms wrapped around another person, licking down his neck, or at least he had been before Cole had interrupted. Not the first time this had happened, but it was the other person that truly struck a dagger in him. "A-Anton?!"

The startled blue jay jerked his head over, and Barret's head followed a moment later, his eyes widening as he registered the presence of his roommate. "Oh, shit...Cole, hey! I, uh..." It was rare to see Barret flustered by anything, but he clearly was this time; he knew full well about their friendship and now wasn't sure if he'd crossed some kind of line.

"Anton...y-you, and Barret? You're..."

Anton's face was the picture of terror. "It's...I should've told you, Cole, I'm sorry...it was just a month ago, we got to talking, and...and then...you know, more. I...I wasn't sure if it was gonna be something that lasted, so I didn't say anything, but...I'm sorry, I didn't want to upset you."

"It's...it's fine...you're not...I don't get to tell you who to...I just...I...I need to be somewhere else!" The lizard wheeled around and half-sprinted out of the room, slamming the door shut behind him. He stumbled a bit as he got to his own bedroom, nearly banging his hand on the handle as he tore it open, and then threw it shut behind him as he flung himself onto his bed. Hands on head, he pushed his muzzle into his pillow, trying hard not to let the tears come too easily.

I fucked up...I fucked everything up. I waited and didn't say anything, and now I lost both of them.

He should've said something, anything...even a hint to one of them that he might've changed something. He'd been too scared of disappointing one of them, making the wrong choice, and thought that by one of them removing themselves from the equation, everyone could be happy. The thought that the two of them might hook up had never occurred to him...maybe because they'd interacted before and never shown any signs of interest that way, but it wasn't like it wouldn't have been possible for that to happen. Now he'd lost both his chances, and it felt like everything was going to hell.

I shouldn't be this broken up...it's my fault, I didn't say anything...

He wasn't angry at them. Well, he was, maybe a little, but not because of anything they'd done. He couldn't tell them that they were wrong for this, it wasn't like he had any right to say that. That would've been completely selfish and terrible...not that he wasn't tempted anyway. That was just his desperation talking, though. Deep down, he knew he had to accept it, no matter how much it hurt.

And it HURT. A lot.

"Cole?" If he hadn't been in such disarray he might've been really jolted by the voice in his ear. It was Anton, putting a hand on his head and trying to comfort him. "Hey...are you okay, Cole? What's wrong?"

Part of him didn't even want to say it, but silence hadn't gotten him anywhere yet. He turned his head over a bit, trying not to let Anton see how teary-eyed he'd gotten...as he turned, he could also see Barret there, standing a bit further away but still looking just as concerned about him. That was going to make it even harder... "I'm sorry...it's really stupid, I didn't mean to get all crazy. It was just...I kinda..." He swallowed hard. "I...have feelings for you. I've had them for...since you moved back here. It just...seeing you there hit me harder than I thought..."

"Oh...I guess that's what I thought it might be..." Anton sighed and looked down at him sorrowfully. "Why didn't you say something before? I...I would've wanted to hear that from you."

"Because...I...I also had feelings for someone else, and...I wasn't sure how to...deal with them and yours at the same time. It was...it was a dumb thing...I just...I was hoping that I'd have the decision made for me with one of you finding someone..."

Anton looked a bit confused about that. "So then...was it just that it hit you so suddenly?"

"No..." Cole let out a dry huff. "You just happened to get with the other person I was into."

"Dude, seriously?" Barret exclaimed. "You never said anything, you never showed any interest! I've been flirtin' with ya for months, I thought you totally didn't care!"

That got Cole's attention, and he stared at the wolverine incredulously. "You...what? You were flirting with me? When?"

"All the time, I must've done somethin' nearly every day to try to tease you...and there were times I thought you were reactin' but you never seemed to take it seriously."

"But...you don't flirt! You're always really straightforward...you go in and you get a guy directly! I never thought you would flirt with me...I thought if you were into me at all you'd just say it!"

"Well, I don't flirt with guys I just wanna take home for a night...I mean, that's just for fun, that's not a real relationship-type thing. If I want somethin' like that, I'm definitely gonna show interest for somethin' more than sex. That's what happened with Anton...he noticed when I was makin' hints to him, and we got to talkin'..."

"And we started meeting more when you weren't around, and one thing led to another...we ended up meshing better than I thought we would for two guys who're so different in a lot of ways," Anton finished. "I thought I'd missed the boat on you, so it was good feeling like I had another opportunity..."

"What? M-missed the boat?"

The blue jay nodded and sighed. "I was a wreck when I came back...I honestly didn't think you'd want to hear anything about how I was stupid in love with you. You saw me at such a bad time, I didn't think I'd be at all attractive to you, and after you'd spent a year doing your thing I figured you had plenty of other options. And I never got another reason to think otherwise, so..."

"Oh, jeez...I'm...sorry, Anton. I never...I never realized...if I had, I might've..."

"It's not your fault. I never noticed with you, either...can't really say anything without being a total hypocrite. I guess I should've...I dunno, talked with you about it or something, if I'd've been in my right mind. I'm sorry."

Cole let out a sigh of his own, nodding dismally. "It's...it's okay, Anton. Or it will be...I'll just...I fucked up, I'll...I'll figure it out, somehow. I don't want to break you two up over me, not when it's just me being mopey over it..."

"Now who said anything about that?" Both Anton and Cole looked up at Barret, who had his arms folded across his broad chest and looked more than ready to be done with the drama. "Just because I went elsewhere doesn't mean I stopped bein' interested in ya. And I ain't one to just say I missed an opportunity, that's that. Seems ta me you're not thinkin' outside the little box ya have in your head."

"But...you're already with Anton...it wouldn't...I couldn't just tell you to...that wouldn't be fair to him, to break up with him just because of me!"

"You're not listening, Cole. Did I say anything about breaking up with Anton?"

"I...no, but..." Maybe it was just that he was completely out of sorts, but it took Cole a bit longer to catch on than he would've wanted to admit. When it finally did sink in, though, he went beet red. "W-wait...y-you...you mean..."

"Now he gets it," the wolverine said with a grin. "Way I see it, we're both into you, you're into both of us, and Anton and I dig each other as well. Seems to me we could all stick together without too much trouble, don'tcha think?"

"I...hadn't thought of that," Anton admitted with a shy smile. "But you're right...I mean, that makes sense, all the pieces fit together. Why not just all three of us do it together? That way, everyone can be happy."

"You...you mean it?" It sounded too good to be true to Cole, like a cruel joke or a dream or something...but Anton and Barret wouldn't pull one on him like that. "We...we could...all together?"

"Well, why not? You know I like action already, I ain't gonna say no to two sexy boys both wantin' a piece of me. And I think you two look like a cute couple." Barret's last comment made both of them avert their gazes in obvious embarrassment. "Now dry those eyes, Cole, you've got somethin' to celebrate now!"

With an effort, Cole nodded; his mood was really starting to improve as the reality seemed to be taking shape. "Okay...Barret, Anton...thank you so much...I...I don't know what to say..."

"You don't have to say anything, if you want to use that mouth to thank me, there are ways to do that without speaking." Once again Cole felt himself going red; he hadn't really been paying much attention, but it seemed like neither of the two had actually gotten dressed between his interruption and their checking on him, and the wolverine's arousal apparently hadn't abated. Or it had come back at the thought of a three-way relationship...either way, seeing it was putting his earlier turmoil well out of his head. It made sense, that would be a good way to thank him...

He pulled off his shirt as he shifted upright in bed, tossing it aside onto the headboard. Before attacking his shorts, he drew Anton close to him, looking into the blue jay's eyes before drawing him into a deep kiss. It felt so right...maybe a bit sudden, but considering he'd been wanting to do it for months, he didn't want to wait any longer. His one free hand shifted off his shorts slowly while the other held Anton close, aided by the jay's own arms wrapping around his body, trailing down his chest. He wasn't especially muscular, but he was pretty fit and there was a decent bit of definition on his torso, enough to get Anton's appeal at least.

Once his shorts were kicked off, he moved to take off his boxers, only to feel a pair of hands take the band before he could get there. Barret's presence behind him was unmistakable, his heavy breathing on Cole's neck sending shivers down him. "Been waiting for this for a LONG time...let me get you nice and ready." He slid his hands down Cole's legs, drawing the underwear down and off of him, exposing his slit to the open air, his cock quickly making its appearance to the other two. And the wolverine tongue starting to slurp across the back of his neck only sped up his tumescence.

From so low, Cole had been brought up to heaven. Two pairs of hands roving his body, two tongues working with him, two friends who wanted to be two lovers...he'd never imagined this to be possible, and part of his mind was still fearing that he would wake up at any moment and none of it would be real. He quelled those thoughts as much as possible; if something was going to ruin the moment, it wouldn't be his insecurities, not after they'd threatened to ruin everything once already.

He broke the kiss with Anton finally, smiling a bit at the starry gaze in the jay's eyes. "Wow...that was...you're a good kisser, Cole..."

"Really? Thanks. I...I've never heard that before."

"That's hard to believe. I'll make sure I say it a lot more then." He reached down, caressing Cole's dick gently, sending a thrill through him as the tips of his talons lightly drew across his shaft. "But as much as I like your mouth...I've been wanting a taste of this for a while. Do you mind if I...?"

"Are you...kidding? Not at all, please...oh, but...let's do this right." Cole slipped off the bed, bringing Anton down with him. He sank down onto his knees, spreading his legs a bit to give Anton ample space to put himself between them, licking his beak as he dove down onto the offered cock. A low hiss escaped Cole's mouth as his pole was wrapped in warm, hard beak, that eager tongue working him over quite nicely. It was very different, Anton's mouth wasn't the type he'd ever gotten this type of treatment from, but he was very careful with it and seemed to know just how to use it so that it felt great, rather than uncomfortable or painful.

But it wasn't all about him. Cole turned his head a bit towards Barret, who'd set down on the side of the bed, smirking as he poked his cock down towards Cole's snout. Such a big tool, he'd seen it several times before but never this close...now he was close enough to smell it, close enough to taste it, and he couldn't get his mouth around it fast enough. The thick, musky, mammalian taste of it was a treat for his senses, everything he'd hoped and imagined it would be...his tongue wrapped and slid around Barret's dick as much as he could manage, soaking up the taste like his life depended on it.

"Mm, fuck, always nice to have an eager one..." Barret's hand quickly found its place on the back of Cole's head, encouraging him to go deeper. It wasn't a problem for the lizard; the combination of his desire for the taste of wolverine and the arousal being pumped through him from Anton's slurping on his own dick made him more than happy to push his limits. Down he went, pushing that meat from his mouth to his throat, the tip working its way down his gullet with little resistance. He already had little in the way of gag reflex, a fact which he'd used to tease previous partners but rarely had the chance to exercise with the real thing.

Now the action between the trio was heating up in earnest. Cole, in the middle, found his head to be swimming from the combo of being sucked and sucking off at the same time; his head was bobbing rather rapidly over Barret's dick, while his hips lightly shifted into the treatment from Anton's beak, only held back by his position. Up top, Barret was squeezing the lizard's head, pushing him into his dick every now and then; no encouragement was needed from him, but he loved to be in charge anyway, and he was getting a thrill out of how easily Cole seemed to be playing that role. And down on the floor, Anton was moaning nicely as he took in the flavor of reptile, one hand working his his own shaft harder and faster as he got Cole closer to the end as well.

It wasn't long before they were all at the end of their ropes; with Cole getting two layers of treatment and the other two having lingering arousal from earlier, a quick end was inevitable. Unsurprisingly, Cole was first to go, his moans getting louder around Barret's shaft until they hit a crescendo; his back arched, almost pulling him off of the wolverine (if not for the tight grip of that hand on his head), as he pushed hard into Anton's beak, his cum shooting violently out of his tip and plastering the jay's mouth with white. Quickly he pulled himself off just enough to get the full load within his mouth, swallowing happily and moaning at the pleasant taste.

Barret was the next one up, and he made it clear how he liked it. On the verge, he grabbed Cole's head with both hands and started bucking into his muzzle. The rough face-fucking was unexpected but not unwelcome to Cole in the midst of his own climax, he was digging the rough treatment and was more than happy to let Barret take charge. Soon enough, his thick, heady semen was painting the insides of his maw; he held out as long as possible before swallowing, getting a healthy load into his mouth and soaking on his tongue before gulping down what the badger fed him. As Barret came to his finish, Anton pulled off and cawed out breathlessly, his smaller cock shooting a virile load onto the wood floor, the first shots forceful enough to almost reach Cole's knees before the rest made a more cohesive puddle near the jay's groin.

It was only with great reluctance that Cole found the effort to pull himself off of Barret's cock, panting from the intensity of the orgasm and to recover his air a bit from the vigorous oral action. "Fuck, Barret...you're a tasty sonuvabitch, you know that?"

"Heh, you're not the first to say it. Some guys can appreciate the taste of a real man."

"I've heard some of them appreciate modesty, too."

Barret chuckled. "If they do, they haven't mentioned it to me. Maybe they're too busy trying to get another mouthful."

"Maybe I'm not interested in another taste, but there's another part of me that could stand to be fed," Cole replied coyly.

"Me too," Anton chimed in from below. The jay was wiping off a few stray strands of white from his beak as he eyed Cole's still-stiff cock. "I kinda didn't get my dose earlier, and I could use one from a sexy lizard."

"I guess I'm going to have to give you one, then." Cole offered a hand to help Anton up, getting the bird onto the bed, where he laid back with his legs spread. Barret, conversely, rose up from his spot on the bed and waited for Cole to get into position at Anton's rear, eying the lizard's tail with a subdued hunger. To say he'd been wanting a crack at this for a long time was an understatement.

Leaning over the jay, Cole started to sink his shaft into that waiting pucker. A pair of moans arose from the two as they pushed together, pleasure racing through each of them in their own way. It was a fit that felt almost perfect, Anton was tight but not too tight, just the right amount of tension to make both of them feel incredible, and Cole was entering just fast enough to sate them without making it painful, helped along by the liberal wetness from Anton's blowjob. Soon enough his body was flush with the jay's cheeks, his whole cock enveloped in that warm, twitching ass, a long-standing need finally being fulfilled.

His other need was quickly taken care of as well, as Barret saw his chance and took it. He gripped the lizard's hips tight as he forced his way in, Cole's tailhole straining to take the larger-sized cock within it. The wolverine was far quicker with his insertion, also helped along by ample salivary lubrication, making Cole clench his jaw as the ache arose in response; still, it wasn't anything he couldn't handle, and once Barret was all the way inside it settled down. Exhilaration was his once again, as he found himself in business at both ends...without a doubt, this was going to be the time of his life.

The two of them started to move, pulling out of their respective holes and then pushing back in with added vigor, making sparks fly in each one's vision as pleasure raced through them. It was great enough for Anton and Barret, each of them finally getting down to what they had been wanting all along. The jay took his lizard eagerly, clenching and tightening as he let the two bigger guys do the heavy work, and Barret was more than content to go at his own pace, which was fierce and rough as usual.

This was leaving Cole in a unique position between the two. Though not directly controlled, his pace was being driven by Barret's in large part - if he was thrusting in when Barret was, the added force from the wolverine drove him in harder and faster, and if he was pulling out with Barret was going in, it arrested his removal and generally pushed him back in faster. The dynamic nature of it made it impossible to keep up a steady rhythm in and out of Anton, but the unpredictability was rather thrilling, adding to the pleasure in a way he'd never expected. He was panting and moaning louder than either of the other two as he felt himself approaching the brink of ecstasy rather quickly, doing everything in his power to keep from getting there too quickly.

"Oh, yeah...keep moaning out loud for me, Cole, show me how much you love this." The lizard felt Barret lean in over him, his arms shifting from his hips to his sides and chest, rubbing his body gently, clawtips running over the furrows in his scales. "You know how often I was lying in bed at night, jerking off to the thought of nailing you? How often I was imagining I was thrusting into you rather than the guy I took home with me for a night of fun? Fuck, I even called your name out once...luckily the guy thought he heard something else. So much time wasted, thinking you weren't even interested...you know I'm gonna make up for that."

"Ahhh...yes...that's...totally good by me..." Speech was proving difficult for Cole now, but he managed to get that out at least. Oh, yes, Barret was as sexy when he sounded domineering as he'd hoped...he knew the wolverine would never force him, but the sense of power and dominance was insanely exciting. He'd have to learn from him, if he wanted to give Anton that same kind of thrill...if he'd been spending time with Barret already he must've been into that kinda thing. Maybe they could both team up to work the jay over...

Though, he could just as easily see himself alongside Anton to worship Barret as well. Hearing the soft, high-pitched moans and cries from him as Cole rammed, and was rammed, into his tight hole, he could see why Barret would enjoy that...maybe he'd have to give them both the treats they wanted, just the way they wanted. Images flooded his mind...him and Barret spitroasting Anton, holding the bird aloft as they drove into him in time...pounding that tight hole nestled up close to Barret's cock, the two of them plunging into his ass at different tempos, giving him no rest...licking and slurping the wolverine's cock with Anton, running his tongue over the jay's as they both serviced the big guy...sitting and riding on Barret while Anton was held between them, frotting against him, his sticky load shooting into those feathers...

It was too much for his body's resistance. Before he realized what was happening, he was unloading into Anton's ass, filling up his friend with another copious helping of seed. His strained cry rang through the room, his arms rising up to cling to Anton's shoulders, holding him close as he ground himself into the jay, his ass clenching down on the invader in his rear rhythmically, each pump followed by a tensing in his tailhole. It was strong enough to nearly make him pass out, he clung to consciousness as fiercely as he could, determined not to lose a second of this pleasure.

Anton was next, a cry of ecstasy and relief ripped from his lungs as Cole prodded his sweet spot over and over, forcing him rapidly to the finale. Another jet of cum rocketed out from him, splattering onto his feathered coat, making a fine mess of himself. His arms leapt up to Cole, wrapping around his neck and holding him close as the two of them rode out their peaks together, bodies pressed as tightly as possible to each other.

Of course, Barret's arms were also in the mix, and his grip mixed with theirs ever more tightly as he found his own release. A deep, possessive snarl was wrenched free from him as he slammed in hard for the last few thrusts, until his musky spunk started to plaster the lizard's insides, coating him with the powerful mammalian scent. Cole was able to let free another shaky moan of contentment as he was filled up, pumped full of wolverine cum that started to drip out of him, down his taint and onto the bed. The amount was immense, at least it felt like it was more than his and Anton's combined...a wonderful treat that he knew Anton was going to love, when he got his next chance.

As the heights of their climaxes tapered off, the threesome decoupled themselves, letting the emptied loads flow freely from them. His room was now rather a mess of fluids, but Cole couldn't have cared less; this was a small price to pay for the unparalleled happiness he was feeling. His arms wrapped around his new lovers, and the three of them wrapped each other in a tight group hug. "I love you guys...thank you so much...for being there for me..."

"Heh...anytime, Cole, literally," Barret assured him, rubbing his back with a big hand. "We're gonna have a lot of love to share, I'm glad you're here to share it with us."

"I couldn't imagine anything better," Anton agreed, slightly tearily. "I'm sorry we almost missed out..."

"It's all good. We're here now...that's what matters." To heck with the stresses from earlier, today was definitely the best day of Cole's life.