Somewhere I Have Never Travelled

Somewhere I Have Never Travelled 23

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The three of them moved into a two bedroom apartment in a duplex that August. It was a hot, muggy day and even taking a few steps made them sweaty, much less dragging furniture up a flight of stairs. And the boxes of books. There were so many. Mark was amazed that three people could have so many books.

They liked the layout of the place because the bedrooms were at opposite ends of the apartment which offered privacy, if that is what they wanted. Tomas seemed excited and took great pains to start planning where everything would go, what colour to paint walls. Mark was nervous at first and in a quiet moment Sam asked him what was wrong.

"I don't know. This feels like a big step, I guess. Like we're making something official."

Sam wrapped his arms around him and Mark was always amazed at how these simple expressions of physical contact calmed him down. He said, "What's official about this? Because Tomas is here? He doesn't feel that way."

"I know. I guess I get paranoid about what it will look like from the outside." He felt like a child for a moment.

"Like three people sharing an apartment? No one has to know that we sometimes share a bed."

Mark felt a little better, and he lay his head on Sam's shoulder and sighed.

Mark was glad that Sam seemed unfazed by his nervousness and knew how to soothe him. He worried he was a burden sometimes, but he also knew that this would pass, that he hated change and then learned to adapt.

They had collapsed in the living room having finally moved everything in and were drinking beer, not saying much. Tomas was lying on the floor and Mark had his feet in Sam's lap on the sofa. There was knock at the door.

"Who on earth?" Sam finally said. Mark got up and opened the door. There was a tall blond man standing there with a big smile.

"Hello! Welcome to the neighbourhood. He stuck his hand out to Mark, who shook it. "How was the move?"

"Uh...it was long. But we're done." He glanced at the other two. "I'm Mark, that's Sam on the sofa and the guy on the floor is Tomas."

"Nice to meet you all. I'm Steve, I live upstairs."

Tomas's voice came from the floor. "Hi Steve."

Steve laughed. "I can see you guys are exhausted, so I'll leave you to it. Let me know if you need any help or anything."

"That's great. Thanks for dropping by."

Mark closed the door. "Nice guy."

Sam grunted. "I got the feeling he was checking us out...I mean to see what kind of neighbours he has now."

From the floor Tomas said "I didn't even see him."

They all laughed.

For the next few weeks until Sam left for Halifax, they cleaned and painted. Mark did calm down as they settled into their new domestic life. For the first little while, Tomas slept in his room and one morning over coffee, he said,

"Let's have a nice dinner tonight and celebrate being here, and to send Sam off for his final year."

Mark was sitting at the table drinking coffee and Tomas wrapped his arms around him from behind and kissed his neck. He always liked Tomas's long arms. Then Tomas went over to the sofa and sat down beside Sam, kissing him deeply.

Watching them, Mark said "I think I know who is sleeping where tonight."

Tomas looked up at him, "Is is that obvious? I've been holding out until we all felt a more settled."

They ate pasta and had ice cream, and some nice wine. In the middle of dinner, Steve came down and Tomas invited him in. He stayed for a while and Mark handed him a glass of wine. After a few minutes, he asked, "You guys celebrating?"

Tomas looked over his glass at him. "Moving, mostly. Also, Sam here is off to Halifax to finish his Masters."

"Well congratulations on surviving the move." Steve raised his glass. Mark could tell he was gay, and could tell that he was checking Tomas out. Interesting.

Steve finished his glass of wine and stood to go. "Thanks guys. Maybe we can all have dinner some time." He looked at Tomas for a moment, then turned and left. After the door closed and they heard 

him go upstairs, Mark said, putting his arm around Tomas shoulder,

"He's totally into you."

"You think? I hadn't noticed. But he is kind of cute."

"You're right." Mark put his glass down and pulled off Tomas's shirt. "I'm into you as well." Mark began to kiss his chest. Sam got off the sofa and came over to them, standing beside Tomas and they began to kiss, at first tentatively, but then more intensely, their mouths opening more. Mark looked up and watched them while he undid Tomas's shorts, pulling them down. They had a tacit agreement now that when the three of them got together, they would dispense with underwear, but Mark was always surprised.

Tomas was almost hard, and Sam reached down and grasped his cock, while Mark undid Sam's shorts, yanking them down. Mark took both cocks in his hands and brought them together, licking the heads, enjoying the differences in taste and smell. He sucked Tomas in while sliding his hand on Sam's cock, then switched. He could hear them kissing above him. He wanted more. He stood up and said,

"Let's test out the bedroom."

He kissed them both while undoing his own shorts which he threw across the room and walked down the hall. He threw himself on the bed, with only his shirt on. Sam came in first, joining him and their bodies came together, their cocks grinding against each other. Tomas came up beside them and fed Mark his cock again, driving it deep in his mouth. Sam watched them for a moment, slowly rubbing his cock, then moved in beside Mark and joined him on Tomas, licking the sides of his dick as it went into Mark's mouth, who loved the feel of Sam close to him, watching his tongue. He came off Tomas and their mouths met hungrily. Tomas jammed his cock between their lips with a moan.

Mark moved back to Sam's cock that was rigid and streaming clear liquid which he lapped up, sucking the head. He turned his eyes and saw Tomas grab Sam's head and driving his whole length in his mouth. Tomas seemed unusually demanding, and Mark realized he liked it.

Tomas pulled himself out of Sam's mouth, looking down into his eyes. "I want to fuck you."

Sam smiled. "Good."

Mark got off the bed and found the lube. He brought it back and squeezed some directly onto Tomas's hardness, massaging it in. Then he turned to Sam, who was already on his back, presenting his ass to them. He squeezed some onto his hand and brought it to Sam's hole, sliding a finger in, then two and jacking his cock a few times while exploring his ass. Sam just watched, a look of concentration on his face.

Tomas moved closer, but then stopped. "I want you from behind tonight. Mark can suck you from underneath."

Sam grinned. "Look who's all in charge."

"I know, right? I may never happen again."

Mark laughed, and Sam got up and turned around, his ass coming in contact with Tomas's cock. Mark slid underneath so his head was right below Sam's cock. Then Tomas moved forward, pushing into Sam and Sam lowered himself a little so his cock slid into Mark's mouth. He could smell the sweaty sex of Sam, taste his precum, and feel the movement of Tomas above him, beginning to slide his dick deeper into Sam. Tomas sped up slowly, taking his time, going really deep. As Mark sucked Sam, he watched Tomas's balls hitting Sam's ass. He took his mouth off Sam and slid back a little and brought his mouth to Tomas's balls, licking them as they moved, licking the underside of his cock as it came out of Sam's asshole.

His neck was getting sore, so he moved back to Sam's cock which he let slide deeper in his mouth with every one of Tomas's thrusts. Sam lowered the front of his body down, so his ass was still higher, then moved the rest of himself lower, bringing Tomas with him, and his cock slid further into Mark's mouth.

Mark felt Sam begin to really fuck his mouth in time with Tomas, whose thrusts were getting more forceful and Sam's cock drove into his mouth more deeply. He was a bit buried under the two of them, but he was still able to take hold of his cock and stroked it slowly, not wanting go too far, too fast.

Tomas began jamming himself into Sam, his breathing getting ragged and Sam into Mark's mouth with equal force, his head getting pushed down into the bed with each thrust. For a few minutes they maintained this pace, and Mark could feel Sam getting sweaty above him, and an animal smell was everywhere. He could feel Sam's pubic hair come in contact with his face, taste his sweat. He was lost in how primal this was, how lust seemed to have taken them over.

Tomas's breathing was getting ragged, and Sam was gasping each time Tomas drove himself into his ass, and Mark wondered how long he could hold out. With each thrust of Tomas, Sam's cock went deeper into his mouth, into his throat. Tomas finally cried out and his fucking slowed a little, but go more deeply and Mark knew he was coming. Sam's hips kept moving and he could feel his cock getting harder when suddenly cum started spurting against the back of his throat, then on his tongue as Sam moved back, then forward again and he swallowed a few times to keep from choking. He could feel Sam's cock twitching in his mouth, the almost citrus flavour all over his tongue.

Tomas, breathing heavily, pulled out of Sam and sat on the bed, his cock still rigid and wet. Sam lifted himself out of Mark, and turned quickly toward him, grabbing his dick and beginning to pump it while his mouth took in the head. Mark was almost dizzy with the feeling and he almost immediately cried out, jamming his cock into Sam. He could feel cum pouring out into Sam's mouth, the feeling more intense than he expected. He glanced at Tomas who just watching them. Then he leaned forward and licked Mark's cock as it came out of Sam's mouth. The two turned to each other and kissed.

Mark sat up and joined them, the three of them exploring each other's tongues, Mark enjoying tasting himself in their mouths.

Sam finally lay back and sighed. Mark joined him, curling himself into him. Tomas lay his head on Sam's chest. Sam said softly,

"I'm going to miss this. Miss you."

Sam stroked his head, and looked at Mark, whose eyes were closed. "This is the last eight months. I can't wait to be done. Mark looked up at him.

"Me too!"

Sam laughed. "Who wants more wine? I'm not done celebrating."

Sam left a few days later, Tomas and Mark helping him pack up the car. It was less painful than Mark expected, and he didn't feel like he was going to dissolve at any moment. Maybe I'm getting used to this, he thought. Sam drove off, waving out the window and they turned to go back into the apartment. They saw Steve standing at his door, yawning.

"You guys get up early. Sam got away all right?"

Tomas smiled at him. "Yeah. He's gone. You won't see him much until the spring."

"We'll have to hang out more to keep you guys company."

Mark caught a little flirtatious vibe between Steve and Tomas and he realized he was a little jealous, but he was also pleased that someone was giving Tomas some attention. He sometimes wondered if he and Sam were preventing him from connecting with someone else. Not that he wasn't connected with us, he realized. But he worried a little and wondered if he and Steve could make something happen.

Tomas laughed and went past Steve and into the main door, and up the stairs to their apartment. Mark stood for a moment looking at the sleepy Steve. "Hey...do you want to come up for dinner tonight?"

"Sure...that would be nice. Are you guys all set up? I don't want to be a pain."

"We're as set up as we can be. Come around six."

Tomas cooked some Czech specialties, feeling in the mood to re-visit his heritage and the three had a relaxed evening. They talked about university and the job market. They ended up playing a board game that none of them quite understood, but, fuelled by more wine, they ended up enjoying. Steve and Tomas were on the sofa and Mark was sitting on the floor. As the game finished, he saw Steve lean in to Tomas and whisper in his ear. Tomas blushed and turned to him, but smiled.

It was obvious to Mark what was going on, so he stood up and stretched,

"I don't know about you guys, but I need to sleep. It was nice to hang out, Steve. Have a good night."

With a smile he hoped was slightly mocking, he went and brushed his teeth, then went into the bedroom. He lay in bed wondering what the two of them were doing, which was both exciting to imagine and made him a little wistful. The bed felt huge and empty. He had hoped Tomas would spend the the night there, but who was he to begrudge this? He really did hope he was enjoying himself, enjoying a new connection with someone who seemed really nice.

As he was dozing off, he heard the door open and two sets of footsteps going downstairs. He heard quiet laughter and then the downstairs door close.

The next morning he opened his eyes and sun was streaming in the window. It was hot and close in the bedroom. He got up and opened the window, hoping for some breeze, but the air seemed still.

Pulling on some underwear, he went out and found Tomas on the sofa reading. He looked up, smiling.

"That was fun last night."

Mark smiled at him. "I think you had more fun than I did..."

Tomas looked embarrassed. "You didn't mind, did you? That I went down to his place?"

"Why would I mind? I hope everyone had a good time."

"I was nice. He's a good guy."

"I'm glad."

Mark went into the kitchen and made coffee and some toast which he brought out to the living room for them. He sat on the sofa beside Tomas, his plate in his lap, his legs crossed. He turned to Tomas, munching toast,

"Tell me more."

"More? You mean...like details?"

"I guess. It's kind of a turn on imagining you down there doing whatever."

"You're way more dirty than that innocent face lets on." But he put down his coffee and lay with his legs in Mark's lap. "You saw him whispering in my ear...he told me he wanted to see me naked. Interesting first line."

Mark laughed. "Very direct."

"We went downstairs and he gave me a drink and we sat on his sofa. But that didn't last long, because he started kissing me, and he took my shirt off. The guy really likes nipples, because he spent a long time sucking them, and biting them. It was really sexy." Tomas was wearing track pants and he slid them down revealing his cock. Mark watched him, then took off his underwear and tossed it on the floor.

"And...?" Mark began to stroke himself slowly, just watching Tomas's cock.

"He stood up and led me to the bedroom. The one right below yours, of course. I'm surprised you didn't hear us."

"I fell asleep."

"Too bad. I was wondering if you were listening."

"That's good, I like that."

"Anyway, he pushed me on the bed and took off his shorts. He's got a nice, not too long, cock. He's all blonde. He got on the bed and lay on top of me. We kept kissing, but he was really grinding his cock in to mine." Tomas slid forward and took hold of Mark's cock, starting to lightly rub it with his fingertips.

Mark had to gasp first, then said "Keep going."

"He started kissing my neck, then went back to my nipples, really chewing on them this time. It made me crazy. You should try that some time." He gripped Mark's cock more firmly, starting to pump it. Mark leaned back, watching.

"Then he started sucking me. Really taking me down. Not as good as you, but still. It felt amazing."

Tomas was by this point jacking himself in time with what he was doing to Mark. He stopped talking and just looked at Mark's cock.

"Then he surprised me. He got up and found some lube and told me to sit up. He wanted me to fuck him with him on top." His pace increased on Mark and himself. Mark could see he was getting sweaty and could feel it build up on his forehead. He was surprised at how exciting this was.

"He lubed himself up and then me and just squatted down on me. I was amazed at how quickly it all happened. He was facing me, and started jerking off while I fucked him. My head was spinning but it was amazing." Mark had his head back and his eyes closed, and said,

"Yeah. So you were fucking him. How did that feel?"

"Really hot, really really hot. He's no amateur and moved himself around in a way that felt amazing. I'm going to do that the next time I fuck you."

Mark opened his eyes and looked at Tomas. Their eyes were locked together. Mark finally said, "I can't wait until you fuck me like that."

"I could do it now."

"Do it."

Mark lay back on the sofa and Tomas ran for the lube. As he walked back he was dribbling some on his cock, then poured some on his fingers, driving them into Mark, slicking him up. Tomas leaned forward, pushing Mark's legs back, raising his hips and then drove his cock deep into him at the same time as their faces met in a wet, tongue-filled kiss. Tomas began to ram himself into Mark, quickly and insistently. Mark was almost overwhelmed with the power of him. They kept kissing and Tomas kept up the pace, over and over for a few minutes.

Tomas leaned back and said, "You are so fucking hot." and he kissed him wildly. Mark just watched him. "This really turned you on, telling me about all that...what if he was here right now?"

Tomas grinned down at him, knowing the game. "He would be feeding me his cock and you would be sucking his balls."

"Would he cum in your mouth?"

"Yeah, he would, and it would drip out on to your face."

Mark's eyes widened. "Fuck. You're a dirty boy." Tomas hips were going really fast, and Mark was amazed at how intense this all was. He leaned up and kissed him, playing with his tongue. Then he said, "Would you cum in my ass."

"Yeah, I would cum buckets in your ass and Steve would lick it out."

Mark pulled him closer, and Tomas was there, a few more ragged drives of his hip and he came with a low moan, and Mark imagined all the cum going into him. Tomas leaned back and Mark sat us, fisting his cock desperately. "Can I cum in your mouth."

"You have to."

So he did, with a cry as he jammed it in Tomas's mouth, pouring cum out while he held Tomas's head still, his cock all the way in his throat. Finally he pulled it out, a stream of cum following him which he reached down and caught with his hand, bringing it to his own mouth and licked off. He sat down, pulling Tomas to him, so that Tomas lay between his legs, his head on Mark's chest.

They lay for a while, just breathing, a sheen of sweat all over them. Mark wondered if Steve could hear them and what he might be thinking, since it was so obvious what was going on. He realized it could be interesting, this development. That Tomas having sex with someone else, made him having sex with Tomas that much more intense. He kissed Tomas's head and reached for his hand. They lay like this for some time, just holding hands and breathing.