"Steve kissed me."

Tony and Loki were lying on the oversized couch in the 'family' room (ha, family room, when it was mostly just him in this lonely mansion), when Loki made his announcement. They were studying for exams; Loki with his head on Tony's thigh, Tony going over his notes on his laptop.

He stopped typing long enough to glance down at the green eyed teen, who's gaze stayed fixed on his own notes. "When did this happen?" He began typing again.

"After school today, in the gym." Loki ran track, did the hurdles and the high jump. Steve was the captain of the baseball and football team. Tony wasn't about school sports, preferring martial arts, boxing and the like; more as an outside activity. He was more dedicated to science and engineering, but supported his best friend and lover in their sports.

The three teens had been best friends since the first day of school in the third grade. Loki and Thor had just transferred to the school from England. Loki was shy and tried to keep to himself, where Thor made friends the instant he walked through the doors. Steve and Loki became fast friends after the skinny black haired boy attracted the attention of the school bullies. Steve hated bullies and stood up for Loki even though he was no bigger than the small boy he was defended. Later at lunch, Tony had caught Loki's attention because, at the ripe old age of nine, Tony Stark had quite the smart mouth and Loki liked it. The three boys bonded over their dislike of cafeteria food and the rest was history.

Tony and Loki started dating in the ninth grade; while Steve pined away for the girl he thought he was going to marry someday, Peggy Carter. They dated briefly until her father got orders to Japan. Steve was devastated, but Loki and Tony wouldn't have any of it. Every weekend for four months straight, they would have a sleep over at Tony's house. Howard was never there, so there was no one to object over the teenage invasion. They made sure one of them was with their best friend every free moment he had.

Even now as seniors in high school, they still made it a point to hang out as often as possible. All three were there at every event to support the other (as long as it didn't interfere with their scheduled activity) no matter if it was with Loki and Steve's sports, Tony's science clubs or Loki and Tony's debate teams. They were like the three musketeers.

Steve was never made to feel like the third wheel. In fact, he often was made to sit between them during movies, dinners, and school functions, whatever. It was just their thing. No one questioned it because they were always together.

So it came to no surprise when Loki announced that Steve had kissed him.

"Oh come on, Loki. You've gotta give up the details." Tony set his work aside so he could give his boyfriend his undivided attention. Just because Tony and Loki were together, didn't mean they both didn't share feelings for Steve.

The boy put down his note pad and looked up into russet colored eyes. Tony idly played with a strand of his long hair. "I hobbled into the gym after pulling a number on my ankle." He lifted said foot in the air to remind Tony he had injured it. He still sported the bandage. "Steve was hitting the punching bag and stopped to give me aid. Helping me to one of the weight benches he retrieved an ice pack and an ACE bandage." Loki paused to shift to a sitting position.

"Then what happened?" Tony asked quietly as Loki leaned closer.

"He was kneeling before me and looking up as I bend down to admire his handy work." The leggy teen straddled Tony's lap, running his fingers through mussed up hair. "He paused before closing the distance and then he kissed me."

Tony's hands were on slim hips, "Show me how he kissed you." Loki timidly leaned forward and kissed Tony gently. It was sweet, tender, pure, Steve. "Did you kiss him back?" Loki nodded. He pressed his lips to Tony's once more, firmly. Licking at his bottom lip, he asked for permission, Tony's lips parted and he delved in. Passionately exploring new territory, reveling in the taste. Clasping his hand behind Tony's neck, like he did to Steve, bringing him in deeper, letting him take control of the embrace. Loki took Tony's hands and placed them on either side of his face as Steve had done. Then suddenly jerked away. "Wow, freaked him out, did it?"

He moved his hands down the shorter teen's chest. "Sadly, yes." He leaned in and started kissing and nipping at Tony's neck, eliciting a low moan from his throat. "He has a magnificent mouth. His lips were made for kissing." Sucking up a dark mark right below his collar, "I wish you could have tasted him Tony." The future engineer hummed his appreciation as he rolled his hips upwards causing the other to gasp. "And then in typical Steve fashion, he back peddled and apologized profusely."

Tony chuckled, "Oh Steve. He'll figure out sooner or later that he's actually a part of this threesome." Loki rolled his hips in time with Tony's and reached up under his shirt. "He always was a little naïve when it came to this sort of thing." He brought Loki's face back to his and kissed him thoroughly. The skinny teen just lost his shirt when his phone went off. Both groaned. "Babe, your butt is vibrating."

Loki dug his phone out of his back pocket "Damn. Hello...What time is it? No, I totally forgot…Alright." He hung up and crawled off Tony. "That was Thor. Our parent's anniversary is tonight and they want to go out to dinner. He'll be here in fifteen to pick me up." Loki was exasperated, wanting to finish what they had started. He hobbled around gathering his books and throwing his shirt back on. By the time he made it to the door, Thor was waiting. Tony helped him down the driveway. Loki kissed him before getting into the car. "Call Steve. Tell him to relax."

"Will do." Tony kissed him once more before waving to Thor and closing the car door. He pulled his phone out of his pocket as he walked back inside. Dialing Steve's number, he waited. Steve picked up on the last ring.

"Hey, Tony. What's up?"

Tony laughed to himself as Steve tried to act calm and cool. "Cut the crap, Spangles, and bring your happy ass over here. I feel the need to whoop your patriotic ass at some Xbox." The couple, especially Tony, had given him shit after he wore his red, white and blue boxers at a sleep over last year. His ring tone even played the Stars and Stripes Forever. "I'm ordering pizza. Be here in twenty. Oh and stop sweating the small stuff, Steve. You know he liked it." Tony hung up before he would respond.

Rogers showed up with chips and drinks about twenty minutes later. "So, uh, you're not mad at me?" He asked as they dug into the first box of pizza.

"Phhttt, hell no. Jealous maybe. Why don't you ever kiss me like that?" Tony pouted and fluttered his eyelashes. Steve chuckled, relaxing a little. "Hell of a kisser, isn't he?"

Steve blushed, "Uh, yeah. Yeah, he is." He looked down at his plate. Tony rolled his eyes at his bashfulness. "How's his ankle."

Tony shrugged. "He's limping around but other than that I think he'll be alright. Hey, I bet if you asked him, he'd let you play doctor." He waggled his brows.

"God, Tony shut up." Steve gave him an embarrassed shove.

"Ok, ok. You're too easy of a target anyway." Tony came around the island where the food was on Steve's side. "Here." He stretched up (noting not as much as he had to with Loki) planting a kiss on Steve's pouty lips. It was quick, nothing to write home about. "Now you don't have to worry your pretty little self about it anymore."

The blond stood stock still for a moment as Tony took a drink from his coke bottle. "Um, he didn't kiss me, I, uh kissed him."

"Yeah, Steve. I know." Tony turned back to him, watching him bite his lower lip. Nonchalantly saying, "Kiss me, then."

Steve hesitated a moment. Much as he liked Loki, Steve was also attracted to Tony. It confused him to no end how he came to have feeling for his two best friends. They had been joined at the hips forever; maybe that's why it just made sense. He closed the short distance between them, their gaze connected. Blue eyes closed as he felt Tony's lips pressed against his own. His lips were fuller than Loki's, he liked the contrast. He tilted his head slightly to the side licking at the seam of Tony's lips. They parted immediately giving him access to that salacious mouth he had seen Loki attack a thousand times. Stark tasted of carbon and coke-a-cola. Tony brought them closer together as he wound his arms around Steve's neck. The kiss was deliberate, languid and thorough. He decided then and there that he could get lost in both of his best friends mouths for hours. Reluctantly they parted ways in need of air.

Tony opened his eyes and grinned lazily at the blond. "Loki's right. Your mouth is magnificent."

Steve smirked and gave a Tony a dubious look. "Loki did not say that."

The shorter teen turned to the pizza box again. "Ask him tomorrow when he comes over."

Steve blushed again. "You two are crazy." Grabbing the bottles off the counter, "Come on, let's see if you can finally take me out in Halo."

"You are going down, Rogers."