Mark cupped the side of Nate's face to keep him in the kiss for a bit. He couldn't get enough of Nate's soft lips combined with his experience. Nate knew how to get his blood rushing with the most subtle of kisses. Without words, Nate's tongue told him exactly what was on his mind. Nate leaned into him, pushing Mark up against the wall to take control over the kiss. Sean's hand ran up Mark's chest, clawing at him a little as he tried to muffle a moan. Nate pried his lips from the kiss, his lips drifting over to Mark's ear to lick the rim of it. The sensation made Mark shiver. Nate was holding nothing back and Sean was in no better shape. Nate's hand was fondling Sean's crotch enough that Sean was barely able to sit still. His hips kept rising up as he shifted around. One of Sean's hands was either trying to push Nate's hand away from his crotch or hold it closer, he couldn't tell. While Sean's free hand was sliding up Mark's chest more toward his neck. Mark's arms broke out in goosebumps. He hadn't been with more than one guy since his days at the academy. He was a little rusty with dividing his attention.

Nate started kissing his neck hungrily and Mark moaned softly. Nate was certainly more demanding. He knew what he wanted, and it was torture not to just focus on him. Turning his eyes down on Sean, Mark brushed his knuckles down the sides of Sean's cheeks. Sean tilted his head back, raising his hips again with a soft whimper. Mark cupped Sean's neck with one hand and placed a hand to his chest to keep him still. Leaning over him, he whispered over Sean's lips curiously. "How long has it been for you?" Sean swallowed down another moan, before straining out. "A few years..." Nate stiffened, turning his attention to Sean as he stated out in shock. "Shit. No wonder you're so moody!" Mark snorted, nudging Nate a bit with his elbow. Sean blushed a deep red, mumbling out as he looked away from them. "I... It's not easy finding people that are... I've been busy..." Mark raised an eyebrow, glancing at Nate. Nate pulled from Mark, pulling Sean's legs over his lap better. Giving Mark a wink, Nate practically purred out. "Really should not have told me that... Now I'm curious... This your first time with two men?"

Mark could almost feel and see the devil horns sprouting from their heads. The question was a trap, but he couldn't deny that having Nate's attention diverted would be easier on him. Especially, since Sean didn't know what he was doing. Sean locked timid eyes with both of them, before nervously mumbling out. "Yes... The only guy I've been with was... twice my age." Mark brushed Sean's bangs back, telling with a warm and slightly devilish smile. "Poor boy. We'll have to fix that." Mark lowered his lips to his, claiming them for himself. He tried to keep his kiss slow as he kissed him with a hungry lust. Sean was getting better at molding his lips to his but was still so reluctant to use his tongue. Needing more stimulation to keep himself invested, Mark let his hand slide down the front of Sean's shirt. Going to the hem, Mark pulled up the sweater and smirked into the kiss. Instead, of going straight for his skin, Mark wedged his hand between the sweater and the shirt. Following the shirt up Sean's chest, he felt Sean's breath hitch.

The shirt fabric was so much thinner than the sweater, allowing him to feel the curves of Sean's body and his warmth. Sean moaned into their kiss, his free hand grabbing Mark's invading arm. Mark couldn't tell if Sean was squeezing his bicep as a hint to keep going or stopping. Pulling his lips away from Sean for a bit, he waited to see. Sean responded by moving his hand off his bicep to his face to coax him back down into a kiss. So, Mark continued. As his hand reached his chest, Mark's fingers sought out Sean's nipples. Tracing over them over the thin fabric of his shirt, Mark moaned into the kiss a little. Just enough to see if Sean would return it. He did. Mark could feel the nipple growing harder beneath his fingers as he played with it. Sean suddenly broke the kiss to gasp deeply and dig his nails into Mark's shoulders.

Mark looked back to see what Nate was up too. Nate had opened the front of Sean's jeans and was starting to fondle him over his black elastic underwear. Nate gave him a wink, his hand sliding deeper into the crotch of Sean's pants until Sean squealed sharply. Sean shifted up on his elbows, whimpering out. "Nate?! What are you doing?" Nate chuckled, shifting to all fours between Sean's legs as he purred out in a devilish voice. "Nothing. But a tip... Don't clench." Sean yelped, his legs rising off the mattress. Nate leaned over him more, kissing Sean's slightly exposed stomach. Sean panted a bit, then laid back down with a deep throaty moan. Mark waited a few seconds, watching him bite his lip to suppress his moans. Mark licked his own dry lips, watching him struggle with his desire. Sean's hands slid up above his head to reach for the headboard. Mark traced his hand over to Sean's neglected nipple, choosing to tease it for a bit. He never stopped watching Sean though. Sean's fingers clawed the pokeball comforter, then spread up the dark wood of the solid headboard.

There was nothing for him to grab. Sean's hands pushed against the headboard for a minute with a moan as he arched his back. Mark could feel his temperature rising watching Sean arch and moan breathlessly over his lap. He was curious how helpless Sean was to his feelings of lust. Sean grabbed a pillow, bringing it over his face to muffle a loud moan and his breathless words as he said. "Oh, fuck! Yes! More!" Mark looked to Nate, who was already starting to tug off Sean's shoes and yanking down his jeans along Sean's pale long legs. Mark removed his hand from Sean's shirt, grabbing the hem to pull it up to expose his chest. Lowering his lips to one of his pale perked up nipples, he sucked on it tenderly. Sean squealed into the pillow and Mark grinned. Sean had dark hair across his chest that Mark was finding fun to run his fingers through. Sean dropped the pillow aside to remove his sweater and shirt, telling them in a shaky voice. "Careful... I'm..." Sean's voice cut out on him, but Nate devilishly braced over Sean's waist on all fours, purring out wickedly. "Ticklish?" Mark watched Nate's legs shift better between Sean's in a way that made him imagine Nate with a long devilish tail.

Sean swallowed, his face paling a bit more as Nate grinned and told him smugly. "I noticed." Nate's hands pinned down Sean's knees, before he leaned down to kiss a soft spot between Sean's legs where Sean's leg met his hip bone. Instantly, Sean snatched the pillow and began to squeal into it as his body jerked. Nate only teased him for a few seconds, then straightened up to remove his shirt. Mark's eyes locked on Nate's muscular body and the stunning tattoos down his arms. As Nate leaned over Sean to kiss his belly button and run a hand up Sean's side, Mark got a better look at his tattoos. They looked like musical instruments in a cartoony design with faces. They were creative and so expressive. They weren't something he expected to see on him. Did he like music? Nate kissed a trail up Sean's body to his neck. Mark carefully shifted his legs out from under Sean. He watched Nate lay down over Sean, kissing and nipping at his throat. Moving up toward the headboard more, Mark grabbed Sean's wrists to pull them away from the pillow. Sean's face was so red from blushing and his eyes were glazed in lust. Pinning Sean's wrists down to the bed above his head, Mark leaned over him.

Before his lips even reached Sean's, Sean lifted his head up into the kiss. Kissing Sean upside down was nothing new for him, but he kept the kiss light to tease Sean. Sean's bare legs rose to wrap around Nate's black jeans. Nate was starting to grind his hips against his, his hand going down to Sean's leg to claw his thigh up higher over his hip. Mark broke the kiss with Sean when Nate kissed his cheek. Lifting his head, he kissed Nate with nothing held back. He even released Sean's wrists to try to get control over Nate's kiss. He couldn't get Nate to relent control because he pulled away with a soft moan. Sean had risen up a bit to bite Nate's shoulder. Mark could only smirk as he watched Sean's hands claw down Nate's lightly tanned chest. Wrapping an arm around Nate, Sean pulled Nate down over him to steal his kiss from Mark. Sean submitted instantly to Nate's experience. Mark couldn't help himself into thinking how he could use this to his advantage. Creeping around to be beside them; he positioned himself more to be in the center of the bed.

With more room, he moved over Nate. Going straight for Nate's neck, he bit him playfully. If Nate wouldn't let him be top... Then he'd get him while he was distracted. Nate jerked his head up from Sean's kiss to gasp, but Mark refused to let him get off Sean. Positioning behind him, Mark chuckled darkly against Nate's throat. He was pinned between Sean's legs and him. Mark kept his weight off Nate to keep from crushing Sean under their weight. His prime focus was seeing how Nate would react to this. Trailing his lips down Nate's spine, he grabbed his waist and slid his other hand under him. Sean yelped as Mark's hand wedged between him and Nate. Nate arched up with a groan as Mark unbuttoned his jeans. Then Nate cussed under his breath as Sean's hands helped to push down the zipper and parted the jean fabric. Mark kissed a spot between Nate's shoulder blades, then eased Nate's jeans down to reveal his dark blue underwear. Nate laid back down over Sean, letting Mark tug his jeans off of him. Sean's moans were coming out in breathless pants as Nate grinded on him now, stealing brief kisses from his lips.

Tossing the clothes off the bed, Mark leaned back down over Nate. Reaching back between them, Mark fondled them both over their soft underwear. Their moans were beautiful. Since Sean was already turned on, Mark drifted his hand up to just work on Nate. Sliding his thumb up the back of Nate's underwear, he found what he was looking for and began to tease Nate. Giving him a taste of the medicine that he'd given Sean. Nate sank into a bow over Sean, moaning softly into Sean's ear. As much control as Nate had, Mark knew exactly where the sweet spot was and wasn't going to hold back for him. Carefully, leaning over Nate more, he whispered over his shoulder. "I'm curious, Nate. Who tops between you and Giovanni?" Nate's hands clawed the comforter as he tried to adjust over Sean, panting out breathlessly. "Depends..." Mark raised an eyebrow, prodding on. "On...? What?" Nate groaned through his teeth, before growling out. "How busy he is. Why?" Sean's hands moved down Nate's back and under the band of his underwear. Seeing Sean pull Nate's ass cheeks apart a little, Sean smugly purred into Nate's ear. "How long has it been for you?" Nate jerked as Mark was able to get his hand closer and his thumb deeper thanks to Sean. Nate's voice even cracked a little when he stammered out. "Fuck! I'm... not telling."

Mark kissed Nate's neck, saying in a deep buttery voice. "That's fine. I think I already know the answer." Nate looked over his shoulder with narrowed eyes as he growled out. "Do you?" Mark brought his lips to Nate's, smugly retorting back with a wicked smile. "Yes. You are what the boys back home call a bossy bottom." Mark stared into Nate's brown eyes waiting for him to tell him that he was wrong. Instead, Nate stayed silent and just smirked at him with a light huff. Mark leaned in slowly to see if Nate was mad. When their lips touched, Mark relaxed. Nate kissed him tenderly, before breaking it to focus on Sean. Mark wondered if the alcohol had made Nate calmer, or if he genuinely didn't care. Backing off of them a bit, he asked curiously. "Condoms?" In unison, Nate and Sean gave him different answers. "In my jacket." "In my bag." Mark blinked, then they all laughed. Mark shook his head. Was he the only one never prepared for this kind of thing? Sliding off the bed, Mark retrieved a few condoms and tossed them onto the bed.

Climbing back onto the bed, Mark took his place behind Nate again. Nate reached for a condom, looking over the wrapping. Beneath Nate, Sean pointed to the condom and blushed out shyly. "Careful. Those have extra lube on them... It will get everywhere..." Nate shrugged, saying bluntly. "Isn't that the point?" Sean blushed so badly that he reached for the pillow to hide his face as Nate chuckled. Mark stripped off his pants and underwear, chuckling to himself. Taking a condom for himself, he slipped it on while Nate removed Sean's underwear. With his underwear gone, Sean closed his legs and huddled himself around his pillow shyly. For a moment, Mark thought this was Sean's way of saying no. Until, Nate easily pulled Sean's legs apart and pulled him back under him. Still hugging the pillow to his chest, Sean muffled out through it. "I hate this part..." Nate positioned over Sean, huffing out seriously. "Ya, I'll bet. Doing it with a guy twice your age can have that effect. Just relax. You'll be alright."

Nate spread his legs wide enough to keep Sean's legs open. Nate then passed the wrapper to his condom back to Mark, asking him hopefully. "You want to help him?" Mark took the wrapper, letting Nate focus on calming Sean with sweet loving kisses to his temple. Mark poured the extra lube from the wrapper across his fingers, then reached in to lather it on Sean's asshole. Sean's legs jerked against Nate's sides as Mark worked, but Mark kept his touch gentle. Even after the lube was coated good enough, he still kept touching him to almost numb him to the feeling a bit. Nate eventually calmed Sean down into releasing the pillow, before cautiously testing if Sean would let him enter him. The first two times failed despite the fact that Nate had barely entered him. Mark rubbed Sean's legs, trying to help calm him. He was afraid to think about what Sean's first time was like. When Nate finally managed to enter Sean, Mark stayed back. He wanted to give Sean time to get used to Nate. Once he did, Mark moved in for Nate. Keeping his weight off Nate, he lubed him and entered him without half the issues Sean had.

Nate's legs quivered from his girth, but otherwise, Nate could handle him. Together they set a rhythm. At times though, Mark got greedy and had to pull Nate out of Sean to pound into him faster than Sean could handle. Nate started to get faster with Sean, but before too long... Sean reached his climax and sprayed his load up Nate's chest. Nate tried to coax Sean into more, but the alcohol and exhaustion had taken over Sean. Leaving Mark and Nate to finish themselves. Without Sean, the sex between himself and Nate was much rougher. The bed rocked as Mark pounded into Nate until they unloaded the first time. Then they switched and Mark let Nate top him. Climaxing together for the second time, Mark was utterly spent. Both himself and Nate were dripping with sweat and covered in love bites. Sean hadn't even woken up once. He was still snoring peacefully by the wall. Mark could see why Giovanni liked Nate. He was great at making you work for it and made the final release fun. Nestling in behind Nate, Mark kissed Nate's neck, listening to him pant heavily.

He kept Nate between himself and Sean as sleep took them over. Mark had slept peacefully through the night. Until, a soft rustling woke him. At first, he thought it was Chad. Chad usually was causing mischief in the early morning before dawn. He vaguely recalled leaving Chad to get healed though. Groggily sitting up, despite his light hangover, he noticed that Nate was missing from the bed. Slipping from the bed slowly and silently, he crept to the divider to look at the front door. Nate was dressed and slipping on his last shoe. He was sneaking out. Leaning on the divider, Mark whispered to Nate. "Sneaking out?" Nate jumped, whirling around to look at him. Mark moved to the booth seat, telling him coolly. "You know the emergency stairs and the elevator only work for the person who bought the room, right?" Nate held up Sean's bracelet ID with a guilty look. Mark nodded, then gestured to the seat across from him as he said gently. "Have a seat, Nate. Let's talk a minute." To Be Continued...