Victor and Yuuri snuck out at the end of the banquet. The hotel they were staying at had a rooftop heated pool. The minute they got there, Victor draped their towels on a chair then dove in the water. Yuuri loved sitting back, watching those muscles glide through the water. He was magnificent, even in the water. He was sitting on the edge with his legs dangling in the water, just watching Victor swim around. Victor spotting Yuuri sitting on the edge, swims over, pulling his upper body up, soaking Yuuri, kissing him.

"Join me Yuuri!" Taking Yuuri's hand, pulls him in the pool with him. Playfully splashing at Victor. Victor starts to splash back. Back and forth water being pushed at one another. The light reflecting off the water as they splashed. Laughing, trying not to get water in their faces, they start moving closer and closer till Victor playfully dunks Yuuri's head under the water.

Coming back up, gasping for air, Yuuri launches at Victor, taking him by the shoulders, laughing. Wrapping arms and legs around Victor, laughing as he just held onto him. The stress of the competition behind them, they both felt lighter knowing they had some time off to just spend together.

They climbed out the pool where they had champagne glasses and a bottle waiting. Victor poured them glasses then sat back on the lounge chair, pulling Yuuri back onto him. Victor loved feeling Yuuri relax against him, even if they were both wet from the pool. They lounged, sipping champagne, their other hands holding, fingers interlocked.

"You did so good today Yuuri." Victor said, noticing how their legs would intertwine on the chair. Loving how they would fit so good together. Finishing his glass, Victor set it down, then took his fingertips, gliding down Yuuri's arm, then up his side. Yuuri squirms under his fingertips. He does it again, knowing Yuuri is slightly ticklish.

"Victor…" Yuuri wines out. Victor chuckles and stops, laying his hand simply on Yuuri's stomach. He loved feeling those muscle beneath his hand. Unwinding his hand from Yuuri's, he took the hand that hand the ring on it, bringing it up to his lips, kissing it. Yuuri finishes his glass then sits up off Victor to fill it back up, picking up Victor's glass he fills it and passes it over to him. "Thanks." Victor says, taking the glass, kissing his neck. They had already had quite a few glasses as it was, both of them feeling the warmth from the champagne through their limbs.

Victor taking both of their glasses and setting them down next to the chair, wrapped his arms around Yuuri, pulling his back against his chest, leaning back into the chair. Victor's arm wrapped around his middle and his lips on Yuuri's neck, he heard Yuuri take in a sharp breath, letting him know Yuuri was in the same state of mind he was.

"Vitya, let's go back to our room." Yuuri breathed out. Victor moaned and bit down on his shoulder, moving his hands to the wet swim shorts, rubbing on top of them. Yuuri moaned, and he could feel Yuuri moving against him. Victor was loving how the wet shorts molded to his thighs and his hands found those thick thighs, rubbing and massaging them. Moving to Yuuri's inner thighs, rubbing and grabbing. Spreading those thighs so they went over his legs, giving him better access to massage and knead the muscles under his hands. "Vitya… you are teasing me." Victor moaned an agreement. He never could get enough of Yuuri's body, the tight muscles, the way he would get so responsive to him, he would moan and wiggle. It turned him on so much. He pressed his hard length against Yuuri's lower back, kissing his shoulder.

"Let me hear you Yuuri, I love the sounds you make." He whispered in Yuuri's ear. Moving his hands higher up Yuuri's inner thigh, almost touching him where Yuuri wanted him too. Loosening the string on Yuuri's shorts, he slipped his hands under the waistband of his wet trunks, kneading those thighs again. Victor always loved Yuuri's thighs, the way the muscles bunched so tightly, they were thick, you would almost think they were soft, but Victor knew they were not, they were muscle, they were strong. He could get lost kissing the insides of those thighs, marking them up with purple marks till Yuuri was begging and crying.

"Vitya… stop teasing me." Yuuri was moaning and trying to rock his hips so Victor would touch him. Victor continued kissing his shoulder.

They heard someone clear their throat, Yuuri froze, Victor just casually looked over to see Phichit standing there. Victor slowly removed his hands from Yuuri's trunks, and wrapped them around Yuuri. Yuuri was stiff against him, not moving anymore. "Have a seat Phichit. Don't mind us." Victor waved at the lounge chair next to them.

Phichit walked over and started to lay his towel out, "I don't want to intrude or anything."

"No no, not at all. We were just having a swim and some champagne. Relaxing a bit, you could say." Victor was nuzzling into Yuuri's neck, feeling him squirm as he did so. "You are so shy Yuuri." he whispered in Yuuri's ear. Yuuri groaned and went to get up, but Victor wrapped his arms around him holding him down. "No no Yuuri, don't leave."

"Then behave." Yuuri hissed out. Victor laughed, seeing how red Yuuri had gotten.

"You two are too cute." Phichit laughed. "Yuuri, it is ok, let Victor kiss you, I mean, he only did it on live TV in front of everyone!" With that Phichit hopped out his chair and dove into the pool.

Victor laughed and pulled Yuuri back against him. "Stop being so shy Yuuri."

"It is not being shy with your hands all over me with Phichit here." Yuuri whined out.

"Maybe you just need to drink more then." Victor chuckled as Yuuri groaned leaning back on him.

"And just how much have you had Vitya?"

"Not nearly enough." Victor started to kiss his shoulder again. He stopped and took his glass, drained it and set it down. Wrapping both arms around Yuuri's middle he started to trace the muscled down his abs. Yuuri shifting under his touch.

"Vitya… Phichit is right over there." He was looking over at the water was Phichit was doing a couple laps back and forth.

"Then I better make it quick huh?" Victor whispered in his ear as his hands went back to the front of his shorts. This time not teasing him. Reaching for what Yuuri had wanted him to touch earlier.

"Vitya!" Yuuri gasped out almost dropping his glass. Victor giggled against his shoulder as he kissed it. Taking one of his hands off Yuuri, he took his glass setting it down next to his.

"Yuuri… he is swimming. Just be quiet." Victor kissed behind his ear as he slowly palmed over Yuuri's crotch. Feeling it swell beneath his fingers. The reaction he could get from Yuuri, barely touching him, turned him on so much. He could feel how hard he was knowing Phichit was right over there, knowing they could get caught, turned him on even more. He slipped a hand back under Yuuri's waistband, grabbing a hold of him. Yuuri gasped and tried to pull his hand away.

"Vitya! S-stop… he is right…" His head leaned back and he was breathing hard. "He is… right… over there…"

"I know…"

Victor had slowly started to stroke him under his trunks. Feeling that smooth velvet beneath his fingertips. Yuuri moaned out, he hands gripping hard on his thighs, the flush reaching his chest. Yuuri turned his head kissing him.

They did not hear Phichit come back to the chair till it scraped the concrete as he sat down. Yuuri jumped, making Victor chuckle a little bit. His hand still down Yuuri's trunks.

Phichit laughed, "Don't stop on my behalf." He raised his eyebrows at Yuuri, "Nothing I've never seen before." winking he takes his towel drying his hair.

"Oh?" Victor said curiously. Slowly moving his hand more under Yuuri's trunks. Yuuri whined leaning his head back on Victor, trying to hide his blush.

"Yeah, reminds me of our time in Detroit anyway, doesn't it Yuuri?" Phichit winked over to Yuuri. Yuuri tried to pull Victor's hand out of his trunks.

"Detroit huh? Yuuri told me you two were roommates. Was there more maybe?" Victor purred out into Yuuri's neck, kissing it.

Phichit laughed. "Well let's say, we would experiment. Even though I am sure Yuuri always pictured you. He only had you plastered all over our room." Yuuri was groaning more and trying to tell him to stop.

"Yuuuuuuri? Really? I am flattered." Victor kisses his shoulder chuckling. "And just what did you two do?"

"It was… nothing… nothing Vitya…" Yuuri whined out.

"Nothing huh? Not how I remember it!" Phichit laughed out.

"Oh?" Victor said curiously, "What do you remember Phichit?"

"Well, I remember our first time... Do you remember it, Yuuri? We were fooling around, I was trying to steal your glasses and accidentally scratched a sensitive spot behind your ear. You've made such a delightful sound, I couldn't stop myself from kissing you" Phichit replied back.

"This spot?" Victor asked, scratching the skin with his nails. Yuuri moaned quietly to the contact and closed his eyes. "Wow! I never knew about that one." Victor kissed behind where he had just lightly scratched.

Phichit chuckled "Yes, he really liked that one. Try pressing your hands hard to his hipbones and he'll scream your name. Squeeze them, he really liked when you leave finger marks."

Victor taking cue, moves one hand off Yuuri's cock, and then moves his other hand to Yuuri's hip, grasping and pressing down. Yuuri about thrust his hips up, moaning and making sounds like he was trying to speak. Yuuri's face is completely red from the tip of his chin to the forehead. He is aware of Phichit presence, but he decides he can ignore it. Yuuri continues to feel pressure on his hip bones, the pleasure explodes in his brain and he moans Victor's name loud, unable to control himself or even think about it for a second. Yuuri had spots on him that made his mind complete mush, making him lose himself completely.

Victor continues kissing and nibbling that spot behind Yuuri's ear, and could hear Phichit starting to fidget next to them. Victor looking over where he was, gave him a slight nod as he grasped one last time on Yuuri's hip making him call out his name. "Vitya!"

Victor took his hands and slipped Yuuri's trunks down. Yuuri's cock sprung free from his trunks, standing proud as Victor wrapped his hand around him, pulling down on the sensitive foreskin, freeing his cock head- red and leaking. Using his thumb to gather the drops and to slide back down his shaft.

Phichit watching this, slid his hand under his trunks, feeling how he was already half hard, started to tug on his cock. Here before him, two beautiful men, enjoying themselves, allowing him to watch, not leaving or making him leave. He was going to enjoy it and take full advantage. Leaning back on his chair, he had one foot to the ground and bent the other leg. Slowly he was watching Victor stroke up and down Yuuri's cock, he did the same to himself. Yuuri was arching and moaning as Victor would kiss his neck.

Phichit moaned out softly as Yuuri always did get lost in his passions. He did love that about Yuuri, once you got him going, there was no going back. Yuuri had half turned and captured Victor's mouth with his as Victor was stroking his cock. When Phichit moaned Yuuri broke from the kiss and looked over at him. He could see the blush on Yuuri's cheek and the flush running down his chest. Yuuri leaned his head back to Victor's shoulders and moaned out.

Taking his cue, Phichit slipped his trunks down, allowing his cock to free. Victor looked over, smiling at the effect they were having on Phichit. Victor winked at him and continued to pump Yuuri's cock, loving the noises he would make, surprised he did not make him stop which Phichit showed up. He always figured something had happened back in Detroit, and knowing the history of these two, it did not bother him, it was sweet.

Victor had quite an exhibitionist side to him, and while he was there, putting Yuuri on display, he loved knowing that Yuuri could be so overcome by passion they would allow him to continue showing his love. He felt his cock straining hard, but right now it was all about Yuuri.

Yuuri was arching and losing himself. Phichit was moaning as well. Looking over, watching Phichit stroke himself as he watched Yuuri come undone was almost too much for him. He could feel every movement and wiggle of Yuuri on him, turned to his side so he could pepper kisses on his neck and moan.

Victor knew if he kept at this rate, Yuuri would easily cum, so he slowed his hand and heard Yuri groan. "Yuuri, we should let our guest go first." Victor kissed his neck and started to ease his stroking down Yuuri's shaft.

Phichit gasped for a moment, feeling a bit of pressure on him. He was laid back in his chair with shorts pushed down under his ass and his hand on his cock. Both men turned to look at him. Yuuri had a far off gaze to him, but was still looking right at him. He gulped, feeling over self conscious for a moment.

"Phichit… please… or Vitya won't let me…" He could see Yuuri trying to move his hips into Victor's hand, but it wasn't doing much. The strain in his voice went straight to his cock, he started leaking into his fist. Moving his hand up so he could thumb the opening slit, he spread the moisture leaking out of him down his shaft. Gripping a bit harder he tilted his head back, closing his eyes.

"Phichit, look at us." It was Victor speaking.

Phichit moaned and opened his eyes. He could see Victor was still slowly stroking Yuuri. Yuuri's cock was looking red and desperate. He thrust into his hand and kept his eyes on them the entire time. Watching Victor pick up the pace as he did. Taking his other hand, he reached down to cup his balls and roll them.

"Phichit… ugh.. Please…" He could hear groaning as he was trying everything to get more from Victor. Yuuri had tilted his head back and rolled back onto his back from his side, wrapping his arms up and around Victor's head. His entire body was on display like that. His hips had red marks from Victor's hands early, his chest was red and flush, his cock was hard and he was thrashing about, trying to get his hips to work with Victor's hand.

"Yuuri, you are not being nice to our guest here." Victor teased and kissed his neck.

"Vitya… I… ugh… so bad… Phichit… please!"

Phichit was leaking more. The more Yuuri would trash about, moaning, begging, it did things to him. Even not touching, just watching. He knows how Yuuri can be completely undone. He tugs a few more time, twisting his hand at the top and he can feel the tightness in his balls as they rear up, his shaft jerking, he is coming. He keeps his eyes on Victor and Yuuri and the moment he starts to cum, Victor bites down on Yuuri's neck causing him to yell out. Victor starts to pump his hand as Phichit is breathing hard.

Yuuri cries out as his back arches, he immediately starts cumming. It shoots from his cock up to his abdomen and chest. "Ah! Vitya!"

Phichit watches as Victor milks everything he came from Yuuri. Letting the cum slip down his fist. Phichit is grabbing for his towel and Victor shakes his head.

"No, come here Phichit."

Phichit is stunned. He has cum on his stomach and hand and pulls up his shorts, knowing his shorts are ruined for the time being. Getting off the chair, his legs are wobbly and his feet unsure. As he gets closer, Victor grabs his wrist putting his hand in Yuuri's face. Yuuri is still breathing hard and whimpering at this point.

"Yuuri, clean your friend's hand." Phichit's eyes go wide. He did not expect Yuuri to go through with it, but he reached his hand up, taking his wrist as Victor let go. He could feel his hot tongue running up and down his palm. Then Yuuri started to suck on his fingers. Phichit started to breath hard again while Yuuri continued cleaning his hand.

"Ah Yuuri, that's so good." He heard Victor say as he finished sucking Phichit's fingers. "Thank you Phichit. Now I think I need to go take Yuuri upstairs and finish up." Victor winked at him and started to grab their towels. "Till next time."

Phichit went to his chair to grab his towel as well. He watched them leave as Victor was holding Yuuri tightly to his side.

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