Friends

Title: Friends 6 of 10
Author: Simplyshelly (simplyshelly2@earthlink.net)
Pairing: Craig Parker / Karl Urban
Rating: NC17 for sexual content / SLASH
Summary: Just a bit of fluff because a man that nice should be happy in every aspect of his life -
Warnings: AU / SLASH
Archive: Author site – http://www.simplyshelly2001.com.
Disclaimer: Okay, so I don't own anyone but myself. But I'm not in the story so it really doesn't matter. I'm just borrowing a few people, trying to live vicariously through my stories and having some fun.
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Previously in Part 5:

"So," Viggo asked softly. "Are the two of you exclusive?"

Karl choked a bit on his beer, coughing violently. In everything that had happened recently, he'd never thought about that. Never thought about not having sex with anyone else and it caught him off guard. Craig knelt up and patted his back.

"I don't know. As of a week ago, we weren't even together. Just an occasional shag. Karl, what do you say? Are we exclusive?" Craig purred into Karl's ear once the larger man was able to breathe again.

"Hadn't thought about it really. I'm with Orlando on this. This is a whole new experience for me." He admitted. This was also his first relationship with a guy but the prospects of sex, particularly sex with two of his costars did have its appealing factors. He looked into Craig's eyes. "I trust you." He said, kissing Craig's sweet lips.

"I suppose if it's for educational purposes." Craig teased, giving Karl several quick kisses, making him smile.

"For the sake of higher learning." Karl smiled, nodding.

Craig turned and looked directly at Viggo and Orlando. "Welcome to the inner circle." He said, his eyes twinkling.

PART 6
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"I, for one, feel honored." Viggo nodded his head slightly.

Okay, so these men might have had some experience with other men but Craig doubted that they had much experience with group sex with other men. Before things became too awkward, Craig knew he needed to act quickly.

"So, how are we going to do this?" Karl asked, his curiosity peaked as well as other body parts.

"Oh, I believe that we must first educate the prince on exactly how to please the future king of Gondor." He looked directly at Orlando, who flushed. He moved the coffee table to the far side of the room. "First, let's get this out of the way." He smiled, looked predatorily at Viggo.

"What?" Viggo laughed, sounding more breathy than he normally did. The idea had sounded good to him in his head but now that it looked like it was really going to happen, he was nervous as hell.

Craig walked up to him, took the joint that Viggo held onto, took a drag himself before handing it off to Orlando. "I believe you expressed interest in Orlando learning a thing or two about teeth." He leaned over and whispered his lips across Viggo's and back towards his ear, making Viggo intake a suddenly shaky breath. "Find me some lube and condoms, will you?" Craig whispered as he ran his hands up Viggo's chest.

Neither Karl or Orlando could hear what Craig whispered to Viggo but the next thing they knew was Viggo stood, his erection evident in his jeans and he headed up the stairs towards the bedroom.

Craig smiled towards Orlando. "Karl, why don't you come closer. Wouldn't want you to feel left out." Craig urged, his eyes never leaving Orlando's face.

"Such a beautiful boy." Craig said as he sat Orlando up and ran one hand along the side of his face. "You are far too pretty for such a haircut." he smiled, referring to the Mohawk. Craig thought it was such an ugly haircut on such a handsome face. Getting closer, Craig slowly straddling Orlando's thighs as Karl came to sit next to them on the sofa.

Orlando's heart was beating wildly, as was clearly evident in the pulse point on the side of his neck and the rapid but shallow movements of his chest. He had expected Craig to begin on Viggo, not on him and he was terrified.

"Orlando, breathe. I'm not going to hurt you." Craig teased, placing gentle kisses along that pulsating vein in his neck.

Orlando laughed nervously, his head dropping back as Craig began to suck on that very spot. "Oh, shite…" He sighed.

"See, what you need to remember," Craig said, his mouth trailing along his collarbone, up the long slender neck up to the tender earlobe. "Teeth can be very good as long as you know when to use them," He gently bit Orlando's lobe, eliciting a groan. "And when to keep them covered." Craig sucked the flesh between his lips, massaging it with just his tongue.

Karl's body could almost feel everything Craig did to Orlando and he moaned along with the younger man. Viggo chuckled as he returned with the desired supplies. That was a sight. Craig was straddling Orlando's lap, carefully holding his weight off his thighs as Orlando's hands clenched tightly on Craig's backside. Whatever Craig was doing to his ear had Orlando moaning softly.

Viggo nodded to Karl, setting the supplies down on the end table. "You okay with this?" He asked quietly, both men watching Craig turn Orlando into a writhing pool of flesh.

"Hell yeah." Karl smiled, the sight before him turning him on much more than he had expected.

"Karl, take over for me." Craig said, placing his hand behind Karl's neck and drawing him towards Orlando's mouth. Orlando had tried several times to kiss Craig but Craig had averted him each time.

Moving out of the way as the two men began kissing, Craig lowered himself in front of Orlando's legs, spreading his thighs to allow room for his body. Viggo sat next to Orlando and he began stroking the younger man's chest, brushing his fingers across the hard pebbles beneath the surface.

"Lift." Craig urged, having opened the front of Orlando's pants and as he managed to lift his hips, Craig slid the pants and boxers under his hips, down his legs and gently tossed them off to the side. Craig smiled, seeing that God had indeed blessed the young Englishman.

Viggo's eyes were glued on Orlando's erection, seeing how the young man leaked for more. Craig slowly stroked the length with his cheek.

"Have to give credit to youth." He said admiringly, his eyes meeting Viggo's dark stare. Slowly, he ran his tongue along the muscle, making Orlando buck slightly. "Now, Orlando. You are paying attention, aren't you? We're doing this for educational purposes you know." Craig teased, making Viggo laugh. Orlando was quickly getting beyond rational thinking abilities.

"Uh, huh." Orlando mumbled, barely breaking away form Karl's mouth to answer.

Craig grinned as he sucked hard against the skin at the base of Orlando's member.

"Oh, fuck, mate." Orlando gasped, his hips bucking hard against Craig's ready hands. Craig bit the abused flesh, causing Orlando to hiss in complete bliss. Craig smiled as he lifted his head to look at Viggo.

"He tastes incredible." He purred, his tongue swiping across the tip of the bobbing member.

"He does." Viggo said, silently admiring the deep purple mark Craig had left on Orlando's skin, hidden by the nest of hair but knowingly marring his flesh for several weeks to come. He wondered how exquisitely painful it would be to have that kind of suction on other body parts.

Karl had shoved Orlando's shirt up his chest and was currently extracting Orlando's long arms from the material. Viggo slid down next to Craig and joined him in getting a taste directly from the fountain. Karl looked down and caught the sight of Craig's and Viggo's tongues touching, a strand of pearly liquid connecting them to Orlando's flesh.

"Fuck." Karl gasped, feeling like he could almost climax from that sight alone. The other two were too busy to notice but Orlando looked down to admire the sight before them.

"Oh, man." Orlando pulled Karl's mouth back to his as he began removing Karl's shirt at the same time.

Craig and Viggo were taking turns sampling the nectar, tongues occasionally sharing their bounty but never actually kissing the young man. Their hands not only stroked the squirming body below them but also had begun to wander over each other. Craig nipped the vein running down the underside of Orlando's length while Viggo ran his tongue over and around the tip, eliciting moans from the writhing man. Karl moved down his neck and scraped his teeth over the sensitive buds on Orlando's chest, getting a whimper.

"See, my dear, teeth can be very good but when pleasing your lover, you mustn't forget all the parts." Craig somehow sucked Orlando's sacks into the warmth cavern of his mouth, massaging them and dipping his tongue lower, teasing the puckered opening below.

"Oh, shite." Orlando mumbled incoherently, his hips bucking, trying to get more. More of what he didn't know because at the moment, he was getting so much more than he ever had and the sensory overload was making him delirious.

Viggo's hands ran down Craig's back, feeling the muscles under the fabric. He needed to see those muscles so he slowly began kissing the back of Craig's neck, causing Craig to instantly lift his head and groan as Viggo found a particularly sensitive spot. Viggo's pleased smile quickly turned rabid.

"He's got a million more spots like that one, mate." Karl chuckled, knowing that while Craig was still trying to stay in control, he was also becoming lost in the moment.

Orlando had managed to unbuckle Karl's pants and he reached in, hand grasping around the hardness contained within. Karl, needing much more contact, quickly tossed his pants off, along with his socks, shoes and shirt as he made access as easy as possible for Orlando's wandering hand. Archery practice paid off and Karl gave a silent 'thank you' to Bob Anderson.

Viggo had also gotten out of his clothes and he moved behind Craig, pressing into his backside as he began to undress Craig.

Craig, meanwhile, having completely kissed and nipped all along the insides of Orlando's thighs, had wet his own finger and began to probe at Orlando's tight opening. Karl reached down and guided Craig's head to Orlando's dripping flesh, knowing that the young man desperately needed some suction.

Karl thrust into Orlando's capable hand, Viggo continued to rub against Craig's backside as he managed to divest Craig of his shoes, socks, unbuttoned his shirt and slipped his hand down the front of Craig's low slung jeans, Craig's bend form being too much for Viggo to resist.. This was also the same time Craig brought his mouth down along Orlando's entire length swiftly as he pressed his finger in and hit directly against Orlando's prostate.

"Ah, fuck!" Orlando yelled as his hand closed like a vise around Karl's length as his hips bucked almost violently. While Viggo would certainly have gagged and said some explicit language, Craig had been prepared. Viggo was enthralled, watching the muscles in Craig's back arch like a cat pouncing on a mouse as his throat flexed, Orlando thrusting over and over into his welcoming mouth. Judging by the response Orlando was having, Craig knew what he was doing far better than Viggo. Craig's hand had joined Orlando's in stroking Karl and quite soon, both men gave in to the bliss of surging relief. Viggo watched in awe, how someone could maintain complete focus on what he was doing with his mouth and at the same time, his hand took care of Karl's desires as well.

Orlando's spasms slowed to only an occasional twitch. Craig reached up and he pulled Karl's face down to match his, releasing Orlando's member wa sla slurp and pressing his lips against Karl's. Before Karl realized it, Craig opened his mouth and pressed part of Orlando's nectar into Karl's mouth, sharing and savoring the very essence. Karl melted against his lips, the very thought of what they were doing sending waves of pleasure through his body.

Craig pulled back slightly, smirking at Karl. "Nice?" He whispered, his hand gently covering Viggo's as he stilled the motion. Viggo bit his bare shoulder.

"Hell, yeah." Karl nodded, glancing at Orlando's beautiful, satiated body sprawled back against the sofa. "That was the fuckin' hottest thing I have ever seen." He mumbled, his own body still humming in post bliss. Craig reached back over his shoulders and wrapped his hand behind Viggo's neck, pulling him around front. Viggo's mouth was everywhere - Craig's ear, his neck, cheek, collarbone, anywhere that he could reach. He even tried to kiss him a few times but Craig always moved out of the way.

"You don't kiss, do you?" Viggo growled, intoxicated by Craig's skin.

"Only Karl." He said softly. Suddenly, his back straightened as he let out a hiss as Viggo found another spot on his neck. The older man chuckled.

"I've never seen anyone with as many erogenous zones as you have." Viggo purred against his ear. "Getting in make-up must be complete torture for you." He nipped the tip of Craig's ear.

"Why else do you think I let them pawn all over me, eh?" Craig laughed, winking back at Orlando, who finally had the strength to lift his head and see what was going on. Craig was still kneeling in front of him and he reached out to stroke the young man's face. "You okay?" He whispered. Orlando smiled softly and nodded.

"You haven't even found the best ones yet, mate." Karl said, sliding down to the floor with the other two men. He began helping Viggo slip the bits of remaining clothes from Craig's frame as Craig silently communicated with Orlando, making sure the young man was indeed all right with this whole scene. Craig remembered being that young, that naive and that excited to be a part of the industry. If not done right, this entire experience could be a total success or a complete disaster for Orlando as an actor and a man and Craig had taken a special liking to him.

Craig leaned forward and whispered a quiet conversation with Orlando, wanting to find out what the young man had done and wha tru truly wanted to do for Viggo. Meanwhile, the two older men managed to remove the rest of Craig's clothes and Karl began kissing and licking up the back of Craig's calf. Viggo mimicked his own trail on the other side.

"Oh, bloody-hell!' Craig moaned involuntarily as his head dropped and his hands clutched onto the sides of the sofa.

"That's the one." Karl chuckled. Viggo smiled, his lips still resting on Craig's calf. Karl was massaging the back of Craig's knee with his thumb while Viggo moved to that spot on his side. He heard the passionate moan from Craig as he sucked the soft flesh.

Orlando chuckled because he was the only one who could see Craig's face and the absolute look of euphoria in his eyes.

"That feel good?" He asked, moving closer, placing teasing nibbling kisses across Craig's brow.

Craig gave Orlando a quick peck on the forehead before he moved away from all the men. "You," He stared directly at Karl but with laughter in his eyes. "Are one sadistic fuck." He complained as he rubbed the back of his own knees.

"But you love me anyway, right?" Karl said, putting his most adorable pouty face on.

"You know I do." Craig smiled. "All right, gentlemen. Before I was so rudely but lusciously interrupted, Orlando and I were conspiring to what we should do next. Orlando admitted that there was one thing that he had no idea how to do, but that he was pretty sure Viggo would adore." Viggo looked at his young lover, looking a bit unsure. He'd done many things with Orlando but there were still many more things he'd done over the years but hadn't yet with Orlando and he was curious as to what Orlando thought he'd like. "Viggo, I'm so sorry about this but do you think you could offer your body up, for the sake of Orlando's education and for higher learning?" He asked, mischief dancing in his eyes.

"I suppose that I should. I mean, it is for higher learning." He winked, knowing that whatever they had in mind would feel good, or he hoped like hell it would.

"Excellent." Craig almost purred. He reached out and tossed the pillows from the sofa into the middle of the floor. "On your back, Viggo, if you don't mind." He said, throwing in his dazzling smile, making Viggo laugh.

"There aren't any cameras around, are there?" he said as he slowly crawled to where Craig wanted him.

"Oh, sure." Orlando complained lightly. "You get to take pictures of me in every conceivable position but I don't get one of you spread out in the middle of the floor?" He teased. "Hey, you look pretty good like that, Vig. I think I like that." Orlando walkll all around the perimeter, looking at his partner's exposed body.

"Yes, I do have to say it is a nice view." Craig purred as he knelt at Viggo's feet, spreading his legs slightly. "Karl, dear, can you toss those condoms and packets of lube over here. I don't think we're going to want to go have to look for them once things get going here."

Viggo tossed his arm up over his eyes, completely embarrassed at the situation. Even his body had relaxed, becoming disinterested.

"Orlando, seems as if parts of Viggo have called it a night. Why don't you see what you can do about that." Craig suggested as he himself crawled on all fours to where Karl sat, leaning up against the chair, silently watching.

"Hi." Karl said softly as he noticed Orlando beginning to coax Viggo's erection back out to play.

"Hi, luv. You okay?" Craig kissed his way up Karl's chest. Karl gave a happy, buzzed-out-of-his mind smirk.

"Bloody fantastic." He muttered as Craig kissed up his neck to his lips.

Craig couldn't help but giggle. Karl was totally wasted. "Are you going to remember any of this tomorrow?"

Karl laughed, the sound filling the room. Thankfully, Karl was a happy drunk. His hand ran down the side of Craig's face as he stared into the blue depths. "This is incredible, y'now." He said slowly.

"And it's about to get even better. You know that thing I do that makes your knees give out every time?" Craig asked, nipping at Karl's neck as his hand played with his tiny nub.

"What? Oh, that." Karl smiled widely as he realized what Craig was referring to.

"Do you think Viggo would like that? Orlando says he's never had someone do it before and he wants to learn how." He explained as he crawled over Karl's outstretched legs and straddled his thighs. Craig's hand traveled down the front of Karl's chest lower until he could grasp both their erections in his hand and softly began to stroke.

"Keep that up and I'll be done for the night." Karl warned, causing Craig's hand to immediately stop movement.

"Oh, can't have that. I have a preferred place for that to be in when you reach that point." He smiled, giving Karl one last kiss before crawling back to the awaiting couple.

Craig let his mouth ghost a kiss across Viggo's lips, making the older man groan in frustration. Ever since he'd learned Craig didn't kiss, that was the one thing he wanted to do. Craig instead kissed along his neck, suckling and biting, knowing so well just how hard to bite before the pain started and always stopping at the perfect moment.

Viggo was squirming, Orlando driving him mad with lust and Craig didn't help matters. His hardness had returned and now he was lost in the last of endorphins, desperately needing release. Craig licked his way down his body, joining Orlando at the base of his erection.

"You ready?" Craig asked, his breath blowing over the top of the wet muscle. Orlando met his eyes and smiled.

"More than." He agreed, moving from between Viggo's widespread thighs and taking his place at the side.

Craig moved into position and he ran his hands down Viggo's legs. Viggo lifted his head slightly as Karl slipped under him, cradling his head in his lap with soothing caresses. With very little warning, Craig lifted Viggo and slid a few pillows under his hips. Viggo closed his eyes, his face moving to encourage Karl's tender strokes, a soft sigh escaping from his throat.

Craig winked at Orlando, who was under strict orders to watch and learn as Craig went to work. Viggo was already painfully hard. Craig inhaled deeply, trying to see what it was about Viggo's scent that turned Orlando on. He was always surprised by how different people, men mostly smelled. He wasn't in the habit of walking up to women and sticking his nose in their crotches but a few he'd smelled without even trying.

Men, however, and there'd been one or two in his past, all held their own unique scent. He had a very sensitive nose and every once in a while he'd come across someone who made his knees literally quiver with physical lust.

It wasn't the smell of cologne, although he did consider himself an expert in that arena. It wasn't even the cleanliness factor because when Karl got all sweaty and musky smelling, he always thought of fucking and could barely keep himself off of the man.

It was the smell underneath it all that Craig loved. The one characterized by body make-up, by diet, by culture, naturally individual and many times intoxicating. As he ran his tongue up the throbbing vein, he took notice of Viggo's flavor as well. When it came to a choice of spit or swallow, Craig was one who always swallowed, savoring the differences in taste, much like a fine wine.

He could understand why Orlando was so taken by Viggo. His smell as well as his taste was like a walk in the woods, raw and natural, healthy and alive. Craig could tell so much about a person by their scent, their taste and from how vulnerable this act alone made them and how they responded. Sure, he'd given and gotten plenty of nameless blowjobs over the years but this was different. Being spread out like this, exposed yet trusting was one of Craig's favorite parts of sex. It was pretty hard to keep up a facade with your cock shoved in someone's mouth.

"Oh, Christ!" Viggo groaned as Craig's nose was buried in his tightly curled hair, the end of his erection being massaged by talented throat muscles. Orlando looked up at Karl, totally amazed at seeing someone taken in this deep and Viggo was by far a small man

"No gag reflex." Karl whispered. "Twenty years of sword swallowing will do that to a bloke." Karl kidded, gaining a glare from a very occupied Craig.

Viggo was gone. He was bucking and panting, moaning broken words in Spanish, his hands clenched in Karl's capable ones as Orlando kissed at the rippling muscles of his stomach.

Slowly Craig withdrew, his snake-like tongue circling the throbbing flesh until he held just the head between his lips.

"Orlando, I think he wants you to learn how to do that." Karl flexed his aching hands against Viggo's now that he had released his grip. Viggo laughed at the comment.

"If I had that to come home to every night, I'd never work again." Viggo said, his voice raspy and hoarse. Craig just smiled, finally releasing the organ but continuing to nip at the soft skin of his inner thigh.

"Years of practice." He mumbled.

"Practice, hell. That's some God given talent." Orlando exclaimed.

Craig slipped both his hands under Viggo's hips and pulled him further up on the pillows as he smiled the same predatory look he'd given Viggo at the start of the evening. This time Viggo's member twitched in anticipation.

Craig began licking and sucking at his knee, working his way down as he lifted Viggo's knees towards his chest. By the time Viggo realized the position he was in, puckered opening spread in a prominent display, all he could manage was a loud moan as Craig's tongue began circling the tight entrance. Karl once again was loosing feeling in his hands as Viggo gripped harder than before.

Orlando began licking at the moisture dripping steadily from Viggo's bobbing erection as Craig continued to swirl his tongue around the puckered skin. Viggo's hips began to buck with more force as Craig buried his face in; thrusting his own wet muscle past the tight ring. Almost instantly, the bucking became frantic and with a whimpered cry, Viggo lost control.

Craig held his mouth tight against the flesh, his tongue still teasing the opening, extending the duration of Viggo's post bliss. He glanced up and saw Orlando's cheeks bursting. Taking pity on the young man, he reached up between Viggo's paralyzed legs and brought his mouth against Orlando's.

Orlando sighed with relief as Craig helped him, sharing in the liquid gold. Craig, though, had an ulterior motive. Without breaking contact, he fed the honey back to Orlando a bit at a time, helping the young man get used to swallowing.

Orlando realized as they were locked by the lips that he could smell Viggo all over Craig's skin. Suddenly swallowing didn't seem so bad as he began accepting the nectar, even searching for it with his tongue. Craig let it continue for a few moments but when it started to feel too much like kissing, he pulled away with a smile. He kissed Viggo's belly, took Karl's offered hand and rolled over onto his back next to Viggo.

"Damn," Karl laughed, bending over and giving Craig a kiss. "That was. . . "

"Intense." Viggo managed, finally finding his voice. Craig giggled and entwined his fingers of his free hand with Viggo, bringing his fingers up to his mouth for a kiss.

"Seems like one of us has done all the work tonight," Karl purred into Craig's ear. "And is still hard and throbbing." He said, causing Craig to moan. "See, I have this fantasy." Karl continued, kissing Craig's sweat covered forehead.

"Something tells me I should be concerned." He chuckled.

"Are you willing to donate your body for the sake of higher learning?" Karl asked, a smirk on his face.

"Depends. Who will be the one learning?" Craig lifted himself up on both elbows.

Karl blushed. "Well, I was hoping you'd be willing to teach the three of us." He winked.

"Teach you what?" Craig asked, ever wary.

"How one man can take on three at one time." Karl said.

"Uh," Craig stammered a complete loss of words. He looked at three pairs of lustful eyes, causing his own erection to perk up at the thought.

"You think you could handle the three of us at once, March Warden?" Orlando asked, his own body responding in agreement.

"It is in the name of education." Viggo added.

Craig looked back at the three men with a smirk. "The question of whether or not I can take on three at one time is hardly the issue here because I assure you I can and I will." He stood, looking around the room for the best spot to do what he had in mind. "The true question," He picked up a couple condoms and a few packets of lube. He twirled them absently between his fingers. "Is do you think that the three of you can keep it up, and gentlemen, I do mean that literally, can keep it up for me." He winked at Viggo.

Vigo chuckled, standing to show Craig just how 'up' for this he was. "Where are we going to do this?" he asked.

"Excellent recovery, my king." Craig bowed his head slightly.

"My question is how?" Orlando asked, also standing up and hugging Viggo from behind. Craig located his pants and pulled out another joint, inhaling deeply. He needed something to relax before doing this.

"How?" Craig walked up to Viggo and Orlando, reaching out to stroke Orlando's face gently while handing the joint to Viggo. "Darling, I was hoping you'd let me plunder that fine ass you have," he said, his voice low and sultry as he pressed his body against Viggo's, "While I get your boyfriend to fuck me as hard as he can."

Both men shuddered, obviously pleased with the plan. Karl, unfortunately was feeling a bit left out and surprisingly to himself, very jealous. Craig felt Karl's hands wrap around his waist and he turned in the embrace, capturing Karl's lips in a completely erotic kiss, catching Karl completely off guard. Karl's body responded shockingly fast as he moaned.

Karl managed to pull himself back a bit. "Where do you want me, luv?" he growled, still kissing down Craig's neck, causing the smaller man to grind against him. Craig threaded his fingers in Karl's hair, tugging slightly.

"Darling, I want you everywhere but right now, I want you all to myself." He reached down and cupped Karl's scrotum.

Karl whimpered in growing need. "All to yourself, eh?" He couldn't deny the fact that Craig had quickly made all jealousy vanish.

"I need to taste you," Craig massaged the warm flesh. "I need to feel you thrusting inside my mouth, filling me, letting me drink you..." Craig purred into Karl's ear.

"Let's do this." Viggo suddenly said, his own need becoming more urgent at the work of Orlando's hands.

Craig handed Viggo a condom and a few packets of lube. "Suit your knighthood up and prepare our young elf, will you?" He asked, not waiting for an answer. Instead, his focus was on Karl as he dragged him to the sofa. Craig handed Karl a packet of lube and smiled a very sensual grin that made chills run up Karl's back and down his arms. Craig could be quite erotic when he wanted to be.

Craig turned his back to Karl as he bent over, offering himself as he had done so many times over the years. Karl knew exactly what to do as he bit open the packet, squeezed the lube out onto his fingers and began preparing Craig.

Karl was quickly lost in the process as he felt his lover so intimately. Over and over, he hit that special spot that soon had Craig's entire body covered in a thin sheen of sweat and trembling. Viggo and Orlando were also quite involved as the sounds of panting and pleasure filled the room. Finally, Craig pulled away, too close himself to reaching that blissful end. He stood, kissing Karl deeply as Karl placed the condom over his granite flesh.

"Damn." Karl whispered, his eyes locked onto Craig's as he stroked his flesh.

"Soon, my lord." He gave Karl one last deep kiss. "Orlando, you ready?" Craig asked.

"More than." Orlando laughed, still unsure how this would work.

"Don't look so scared, dear. Why don't you lay down on your back and shove a pillow under your ass for easy access, will you?" Craig said, somewhat crudely but coming from him, he could have been reciting Shakespeare for all that Orlando understood. He just heard the purring of his voice.

"Come on, baby." Viggo stepped in to help get Orlando placed. Once in position, Craig knelt next to him and joined Viggo in kissing his neck and chest, down to his leaking tool. The two of them briefly got sidetracked by tasting his essence until Orlando began panting heavily.

"Now, come on." Orlando begged, needing more. As Craig moved between his raised thighs, he gently spread them while Viggo began caressing Craig's backside.

"To education." Craig smirked as he entered Orlando with caution. Orlando was still new to this and Craig wanted him to feel what it was like to be fucked by someone who truly knew what he was doing.

Orlando's eyes rolled back as he groaned long and sweet. Craig stayed all motion, waiting for Orlando to signal he was ready for more. It didn't take long. Viggo watched the muscles in Craig's back rippling under his skin as Craig set a nice, easy pace.

Soon, Orlando was mewling, Craig hitting that beautiful spot every time he moved. Craig smiled up at Karl who had knelt near Orlando's head, was stroking himself as he watched the couple on the floor.

"Viggo," Craig said, his voice sounding timed with his body movements. "Climb on whenever you're ready." He suggested, motioning for Karl to come closer. Karl crawled over practically straddling Orlando's head as Craig bent over and took him in one swoop, sort of like a crane. Orlando was pleasantly surprised that he could reach Karl's scrotum and he lifted his head up to play as well, getting an almost squeal out of Karl. Suddenly, Craig froze as he released Karl temporarily in utter bliss.

"Oh, yes." He growled, feeling Viggo sheath himself completely in one thrust. Karl reached over and ran his hands down Craig's back, urging Viggo on.

Orlando was lost. He could feel Craig and Viggo fighting for a common rhythm, feeling like he was being fucked by two at the same time. His hands grasped onto Karl's strong thighs.

No one spoke as the four found a synchronized pattern, learning each other's body movements and how to read responses. Craig pressed back against Viggo as Viggo increased the strength. Craig, however, didn't want to thrust into Orlando's body as he fought to control his own need. Karl was also lost, thrusting down Craig's throat with almost as much urgency as Viggo, Orlando doing wonders on his own.

"Harder." Orlando was heard under the mass of bodies and Craig let go of some restraint. Orlando urged him on, letting Craig know that he also wanted more. Craig figured if he and Viggo had been sleeping together, then Orlando could take what Viggo was giving him so he let Viggo set the pace.

Craig was having enough trouble keeping his body from crushing Orlando under him, Viggo's entire body blanketing his own so Karl reached between Craig and Orlando, stroking Orlando with a demand for release. Everyone was dripping in sweat, skin slipping and slapping as their urgency grew.

Craig's muscles stroked Viggo from within and as Craig had planned, he was the first to succumb to the pleasure. With an animalistic growl, Viggo thrust hard against Craig, making a sound which set Orlando off, shooting over and again against Karl's hand. Karl only took a few more thrusts to join in right after and finally, Craig let himself go as his entire body gave in with total ecstasy.

Seconds later, all four men were a slick pile of satiated flesh, entwined in the middle of the lounge floor.

After several minutes of just trying to catch their breath, Orlando started giggling. Craig lifted his head, sweat still dripping down his face and he looked at him strangely.

"What the bloody hell are you laughing at?" He asked with a smile. He didn't want to admit but Orlando's laughter was infectious.

Then Karl started, his body wrapped almost under Craig's, his head along Craig's back. As soon as a breathy laugh was heard from Viggo, Craig finally caved and began to silently giggle along. After several minutes of sweet caressing and light chuckling, exhaustion was apparent in all four men. Viggo peeled himself from the pile first.

"It's late. Why don't you two stay in the guest room? We've all had a bit to drink and that way you don't have to worry about going home so late on the bike." He suggested.

"Good." Craig agreed. "Because I'm afraid I'd have to sit side saddle for a while anyway." He smiled, also sitting up.

Orlando thought the idea of 'Haldir' sitting side saddle on the back of a motorcycle was absolutely hilarious and he started giggling again at the image, which also set Karl off.

Craig and Viggo looked at one another. "A bit too much smoking, I believe." Craig said with a wink. "Come on, Karl. Time to go to bed, luv."

"Beaut." He said, smiling sloppily as he tried several attempts at standing but his coordination was shot.

"You want me to help you clean up in here?" Craig asked, trying to help Karl stand.

"No, don't worry about it. I'm leaving it for morning anyway." Viggo said. "Do either of you have to shoot any scenes tomorrow?"

"No. I'm done the day after and Karl has tomorrow off." Craig replied.

"Done as in done done?" Viggo asked.

"For this round. I'll be back in a few months, don't worry. You haven't gotten rid of me that easily." He smiled, assisting Karl to the guest room. "Come on, luv. Let's get you into bed."

"Good night, Craig. And thank you." Viggo smiled, giving the man a gentle kiss on the cheek.

"My pleasure." Craig said graciously as he led Karl first to the bathroom.


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