AN: after a loooooong time, i finally managed to produce the third chapter on my all smut quest of SxJxP. So here it is. Please be gentle on me.

Disclaimer: The twilight saga and all its characters belong to the gifted SM. I own nothing.

Warning: pure M/M/M slash. Don't like, don't read.

Chapter III

Jake's POV

I woke up the next morning with an unpleasant feeling in my ass and when I looked back to check it I could see it has yet to fully recover from last night's activities. Looking around our room, I saw the sun has risen by now and its rays were peeking through the open window. I looked at my two perfect mates; Paul snuggled into Sam's massive chest, and all the tension in my body just melted away.

I checked the alarm clock on the bedside table and it read 7:00 AM. That meant that I had enough time to get ready to school and make a delicious breakfast for my mates.

Slowly and gently I got up from the bed and got dressed quickly. I went down to the kitchen and got all the supplies I needed to make my world famous chocolate chip pancakes and scrambled eggs with bacon. I also had time to make some French toast and some waffles. I set all the things on the table and started my morning routine that consisted from brushing my teeth, brushing my hair, get my backpack set for today's schedule and watch the morning news.

I heard Paul and Sam descending down the stairs with two sets of footsteps; one heavy yet graceful, and the other with a bit of a limp. I guessed Paul is also still has yet to fully recover from last night's activities.

As the sweet aroma of the food I made enveloped them, they both sniffed the air looking for me. I shouted a quick "in the living room!" and they walked to the living room.

"Good morning babe. We missed you in bed this morning" Paul said seductively as he leaned to give me a long, hard kiss. I moaned into his mouth as he took control of the kiss, dictating its pace and intenseness. I bared my neck for him and both he and Sam growled in satisfaction at me.

Sam started to massage my back, shoulders and neck, playing me like a harp, sensing exactly where I was stiff. I moaned and whimpered into Paul's mouth and pulled away for a much needed breath of fresh air.

When I turned back, I saw Sam and Paul gazing at each other intensely, having another one of their unspoken discussions. Then they turned to me suddenly and Sam started; "puppy, we want to thank you for accepting us as your true and only mates and for pampering us with your delicious cooking and for making us open up to new things in the bedroom. So for that, we are going to pamper you from the second you get back home from school. But now you need to go if you don't want to be late. Do you want me to drive you there?"

"Yeah sure" I said. From the corner of my eye, I saw Paul stalking his way to the food packed dining table and said "nuh uh Paul. You have to wait till Sam comes back from taking me to school before you touch any of the food. And don't you dare cheat. I'll ask Sam exactly how many of everything there was when he came back. And if you do touch it, only Sam will get my super special bonus tonight in bed." I winked at him and he groaned in disappointment and lust.

Sam and I chuckled at him and he kissed me briefly before he went to get dressed. In the meantime, I grabbed my backpack and headed to Sam's truck.

Sam came out of the house with a pair of cut jean shorts and a black tank top that was ready to burst over Sam's massive chest and stomach. My cock stirred in my slacks and I tried to think of other things to busy my mind at the sight of him and I remembered that I wanted to talk to him about the way he tries to never show any feelings on the outside.

We got into the car and he pulled out of the driveway and started heading in the direction of my school. Even though we didn't talk, the silence was pleasant and I didn't want to break it. After a minute or two, spent arguing with myself, I decided I had to confront him about it.

"Hey Sam?"

"Yeah pup?" he answered.

"I wanna talk to you about something" I said shyly.

"Sure" he said, glancing briefly at me, curiosity in his eyes.

"I've noticed that you try very hard to keep your emotions in check around people and you only show them a little when you're around Paul and me. Why?" I asked.

There were a couple of minutes of uncomfortable silence, in which he kept his eyes glued to the road, a calculating expression etched onto his features. "I guess I just feel like I need to be 'the rock' of the pack and also to you guys. Since I'm Alpha I feel responsible to all the pack's emotional problems and especially to yours and Paul's. And since the way I feel towards you and Paul is different and much more potent than my emotions for the pack, it makes it that much harder to keep myself in check whenever each one of you is in distress. Add to that the flamboyant, boisterous and careless way in which Paul displays his feelings, makes it even more of a responsibility for me to be the one that will calm him down, and keep him balanced." He said, almost going into alpha mode while saying that.

"You don't have to feel that way." I said. "That's why we had a three way imprint. You don't have to take that burden all by yourself. I'm here to help you keep Paul under check, just like Paul helps you keep me happy and I help Paul make you smile." I said looking straight at him.

"I think you may have something in that. I'll try and loosen up a little. Thank you puppy. What would I do without you?" He said, now smiling.

"Well I don't know, but I guess you wouldn't be well fed now don't you think?" I said playfully.

He chuckled as we pulled in to the school's parking lot. I got out of the car and started walking to the school waving in Sam's direction. He frowned and got out of the car yelling "didn't you forget something?"

Confused, I came back to the truck and when I got to Sam, he snaked his arms around my waist, pulling me into an embrace, and kissed me with fervor. The world around me melted away and I could barely make out the sound of some gasping around us. All I could focus on was the way Sam dominated my mouth and totally submitted me to his will. I whimpered and bared my neck to him and he moaned in satisfaction.

All too soon he pulled away and said "you're gonna be late if we keep this up. Plus, not that I care, but some of your classmates are staring."

I was still a bit dazzled from that amazing kiss and remembered another thing I wanted to discuss with him. "Hey Sam, can you pick me up from school today? I finish at 2:30 and there's one more thing I would like to discuss with you." I said seductively. He moaned and said "sure thing babe." We shared another chaste kiss before I turned and jogged into school.

For the first lesson I had math and since I already had the books in my bag, I hurried into the class before the bell rang. Class started and as always I got lost somewhere between the equations. After an hour and a half of agonizing problem solving, I was finally dismissed from the horrible class, and headed to my locker to retrieve my biology books. I went into class and was relieved to see Seth sitting in the back table waiting for me to show up. I went and sat next to him and we started making small talk about a book we both read recently. When class started, I was relieved to find out that we were going to watch a movie so I had some time to think.

After two hours of thinking and partially listening to the movie, we were free to go to lunch. I got myself a bagel toast and went to sit outside in the yard, basking in the sun, that only is seen here seldomly.

School flashed by in a heartbeat and before I knew it the bell rang and we were free to go. I waited for Sam in the parking lot, again basking in the rare rays of sunshine.

Sam arrived and I climbed into the passenger seat of his truck and before I knew it, we were on the way to our home.

"So…" he started."What did you want to talk to me about this morning?" he said, sounding genuinely curious and a bit turned on.

"Well…" I started." I was thinking about… our activities… last night, and came to the conclusion that even though I'm the rightful alpha and chief of the tribe, I love bottoming for you guys, and Paul, even though he's so dominant in real life, and in bed, he loved bottoming to us last night. So I was thinking, maybe, if you want to, you can consider trying and bottoming to us tonight?" I said, my voice filled with hope that he'll agree.

"I don't know Jake… I mean, for you and Paul, I wanna try anything that would make the two of you happy, but I'm alpha of the pack, and I'm even more dominant than Paul. I don't think I'm capable of bottoming. But if it will make you happy, I'll try it." He said his expression calculating.

I grinned and said "yay! Thank you Sam! I love you so much! And to show it I'm gonna give you a special bonus, right now." I said seductively.

He glanced at me briefly, lust clearly etched into his features. I smiled and leaned into him, but instead of going for his mouth, I leaned down, until my head was just above his covered groin. I unbuttoned and unzipped his pants and pulled his semi erect cock out of its confines.

Sam gasped above me and said breathless "oh god, puppy, you're gonna make us crash into a tree." I just smiled and shoved his beast of a cock into my mouth and down my throat until I felt his balls on my right cheek and his pubes on my left.

Sam made a sound that was a mixture of a moan and a groan and I started to bob my head up and down, my pace increasing with each bob. After 5 minutes or so, I felt him tense up and he groaned as he spilled his seed down my throat.

I pulled away from his cock and tucked it back into his pants, zipping and buttoning them. I sat back up in my seat and looked triumphantly at a dazzled Sam that could barely stir the car in the direction of our home.

We pulled into the driveway and after he turned off the engine, we sat in the truck for a couple more minutes before he said "wow. That was fucking amazing Jake! I've said it before and I'll say it again; you're the best cocksucker pup. Even in a day in which we are supposed to coddle and pamper you and you're supposed to do nothing, you still give us so much."

I blushed and looked away from his piercing gaze, not used to being complimented that way.

We got out of the car and headed to the front door, Sam holding my hand. Before we could reach it, Paul came bursting from it, running in our direction and when he reached us, he lifted me off the ground and twirled me around in his arms, before he leaned in to kiss me. The kiss was so intense; he explored the caverns of my mouth and also let me study his.

When he pulled away I was breathless and dazzled. He put me back down on the ground and when my vision cleared I looked at him quizzically. "Where in the world did that come from?" I asked.

"Just missed you is all." He said with a smirk on his face at my diluted pupils. Sam chuckled and I giggled shyly as we entered the house. We sat down on the couch in the living room, Sam at one side, Paul at the other, and I, sprawled out between them, my head in Paul's lap and my feet in Sam's.

"So," I started, "how was breakfast?"

"Absolutely delicious pup." Sam said.

"Yeah," Paul added, "it was absolutely perfect Jakey."

"Well I'm glad you enjoyed it." I said.

We spent a couple of minutes in silence before Sam said "you know pup, I think I promised you a foot massage yesterday and I have yet to give you one. I think now would be a perfect time, don't you think Paul?"

"Oh absolutely." Paul said. "Plus, why don't I make you a nice snack. You must be hungry, right Jakey?"

"Yeah sure. Thanks." I said, a bit shyly.

Paul got up and made his way to the kitchen, not before leaving a pillow under my head and making sure I was comfortable. Sam pulled out a bottle of lotion from the table and poured some into his hands, rubbing it between them. He started rubbing my legs, going up and down, pushing and pressing all the right spots that made me groan, moan and whimper at the feeling. Sam continued to rub my feet, pressing my heels, ankles, and giving each and every toe a special treatment. I felt his pants tighten and something hard pressing against my left foot. I looked at his face and noticed he was devouring me with his gaze, eyes black as night, in contrast to their usual chocolate- brown hue. I was confused for a few seconds before I realized the noises I made during the massage were turning him on.

I rubbed my foot playfully against his jean clad erection and he groaned loudly. I kept rubbing my foot against his hard cock until I felt him getting closer and closer to oblivion. All of a sudden, I stopped my ministrations and looked at him playfully.

"Nuh- uh Sammy. Don't you think it's unfair that I pleasured you twice today while Paul got nothing?" I asked him playfully, batting my eyelashes innocently at him.

He whimpered and gazed at me with pleading eyes but I wouldn't budge. Even though I was being playful, Paul really didn't get a lot of attention from me today and I didn't want him to feel left out. I've been there and I know how it feels.

Paul came back from the kitchen with a tray which contained a small salad, grilled cheese and a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice. He set it on the coffee table and I got up, gave him a chaste kiss that conveyed all what I feel for him and dug in. upon finishing, I looked at Paul and said, "wow Paul, I didn't know you know how to cook. It was really good. Thank you so much babe."

I got up and Paul pulled me into a tight embrace, and automatically I found his mouth and kissed him with fervor. He started devouring my mouth, growling at me. I knew exactly what he wanted so I bared my neck to him in submission. He growled satisfactorily at me and started to nip, kiss, lick, bite, caress and suck on my throat.

I moaned, closing my eyes and leaning on him, putting my entire body's weight on him. He didn't seem to mind. In fact, he seemed to enjoy it.

Suddenly, he stopped, looking at me with eyes blacker than the darkest night. "Shirt, off." He said. Those two simple words, said in such a commanding voice, had my knees buckling. I couldn't help but comply with his every wish. My shirt was off in a heartbeat and I heard Sam moan from his seat on the couch next to us.

He got up and joined us, taking command of Paul's mouth. Paul tried to give him a fight but with one growl of warning from Sam; Paul whimpered and bared his neck out to his alpha.

Sam groaned at the action and I moaned at the sight of my strong willed and dominating Paul, putty in Sam's talented hands.

I started rubbing my hard length through the confines of my slacks and moaned at the sensation and the sight of my two lovers.

Out of nowhere, came Leah's summoning howl, reminding us of our responsibilities and duties as pack members and protectors of out tribe.

Sam and Paul broke apart and Paul looked at Sam pleadingly, "Please Sam, please! Let's skip this pack meeting. Please!" he said, caressing Sam's face.

I could see Sam was suffering. On one hand, he had his responsibilities as alpha of the pack and chief of our tribe, yet on the other side, he couldn't say no to his imprints. I could see the battle going on behind his eyes which caused him a great amount of pain.

After a minute of Sam debating with himself, I decided to do something. "Paul, you can't expect Sam to give up on a pack meeting. He's the alpha. They need him and depend on him. And you know how hard it is for a wolf to refuse his imprints' requests. We have to attend." I said finality clear in my voice and features.

"You're right. I'm so sorry Sam. I'm a terrible mate." Paul said.

"It's okay sugar." Sam said. "Let's just go and get this over with quickly and get back to the point we stopped in."

We walked out to the porch, tied out clothes to our ankles and phased; me to my russet brown wolf, Sam to his midnight black wolf and Paul to his silver wolf. We ran to our usual pack meeting clearing and when we got there we spotted Seth, Brady and Collin lying together on the grass, staring at the clouds in the sky.

Leah was sitting, in her wolf form, by the small stream at the opposite edge of the clearing, staring at her reflection in the water, and Jared, Quil and Embry were talking about some baseball game they watched yesterday.

We shifted into our human forms and got dressed quickly. Sam gathered all of us with a strong command, and we sat in a circle, Paul and I sitting by Sam's sides and Seth sitting by my other side.

Sam went straight to business and elaborated on the latest leech activity in the area and gave out the new patrol schedules.

I noticed I didn't have any patrols this week so I cleared my throat and said, "Um, Sam, I think you forgot to assign me my patrol schedule."

Sam looked at me, softness clear on his features. "No more patrols for you pup. From now on Paul and I are gonna take over your shifts." He said his voice soft as velvet.

I could feel my blood boiling in my veins as I looked at him, my eyes glowing with undiluted rage at his decision. Who the fuck is he to make such a decision for me?! So what if he's my mate and my alpha! He can't make me stop defending the people of our tribe! "No Sam! You can't do this! You can't decide for me! I want to patrol and you can't stop me!" I shouted at him.

Boy did he look pissed. His glare stripped me, metaphorically of course, of every drop of fight I had in me. He snarled at me and said in his commanding alpha tone "I can decide for you because I'm your mate and more importantly, I'm your alpha. You answer to me and do as I say. Do you understand?" I nodded and he continued "good. Now, not one more word on this."

For the rest of the meeting, I sat in my spot, fuming silently at Sam's rash decision. I could feel my hands shaking, the need to shift becoming more and more urgent.

As the pack meeting adjourned, Sam said "alright guys, you can go on and do as you wish. Pack meeting is over."

The second Sam finished his sentence; I jumped from my seat and started running to the woods, shifting before I even made it to the tree line, not caring that all that was left from my cloths was a pile of fabric shreds.

"Jake! Puppy come back!" I faintly heard Sam scream.

"Let him go Sam. He needs to clear his mind for a bit. You can find him and get him later with the imprint bond" I heard Paul say with a mask of calmness in his voice, trying to cover his distress.

I kept running until I reached my sanctuary. At the edge of the woods, there was a cliff, overlooking the vast Pacific Ocean, the waves crashing into it, almost as if trying to make me fall.

I shifted into my human form, not bothering to put my slacks back on as I laid on the soft grass, staring into the sky and into the vastness of the great ocean.

A feeling of serenity and calmness enveloped me, as the sound of the crashing waves lulled me deeper and deeper into thoughts. I thought about the last 3 days, especially today, and I realized Sam isn't trying to keep me away from the pack and its duties; he's just trying to protect me from the dangers that are involved with being a wolf. He's not trying to stop me from being myself; he's just worried about me getting hurt.

Upon realizing what a jerk I was to him, I quickly got up, shifting back into wolf form and running home. I noticed the sun was setting and realized I must've been laying there for at least a couple of hours. I silently thanked Paul and Sam for giving me my space to think things through.

When I got home I got dressed quickly, and got in quietly. When I got to the living room, I saw Paul, sitting on the couch, reading a book, and Sam sprawled out, sleeping, his head in Paul's lap. Even though he was motionless, his expression was a stressful one, filled with worry lines. Paul lifted his eyes from his book and looked at me emotionlessly. I didn't like that expression and I found myself hurting over the way he was gazing at me. He carefully got up, replacing his lap in a pillow for Sam's head, doggy- eared his book, closing it and putting it on the coffee table, and walking towards me.

When he reached me, he grabbed my wrist softly and led me to the kitchen. I sat at one of the barstools at one side of the counter, and he sat in another one, across from me. We sat there for a few minutes, with an unmistakable uneasiness and tension hanging in the air. Even though my head was bowed, staring at the table, I could feel his searing gaze on me, and I couldn't get myself to meet his gaze.

After a few minutes he started. "What the fucking fuck Jacob?" I knew I was in heaps of trouble because he never calls me by my full name. I couldn't bring myself to answer him so he continued, "he was devastated you know. When he saw you run away from him, he broke. It's like he was glass and you were a hammer and you just smashed him into millions of tiny pieces. I had to carry him home on my back because he couldn't bring himself to phase because the pain he was in. when we got here; he was exhausted and emotionally drained. He wouldn't speak to me. Not even a word. And it hurt. He just laid on the couch, sobbing silently into the couch cushions. I sat next to him, trying to rub his head and soothe him, but he wouldn't let me. And it hurt even more. At the end, he passed out from the emotional roller coaster you put him through and as you've probably noticed, it's not a peaceful slumber."

I started crying, seeking comfort in Paul's touch, but he wouldn't let me touch him. And I sensed that all too familiar pain in my chest at my imprint rejecting me. I gasped in pain, the sensation resembling someone plunging his hand into my chest, ripping and twisting my heart out, and leaving nothing but emptiness in its wake. It only made me cry harder and harder, to the point I was full on sobbing in my seat.

I heard footsteps coming our way and looked up just in time to see Sam entering the kitchen, his eyes instantly landing on me.

"Jake." He whispered, relief enveloping his voice.

I wanted to run to him, fall into his strong arms and be surrounded by his intoxicating scent, begging him for forgiveness. But I knew I deserved neither his touch nor his forgiveness. I stayed in my seat and kept sobbing when suddenly I felt his massive arms encircle me in a tight hold. I tried clutching at his bare chest and sobbed into his shoulder.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry Sam. I'm such a bad mate. I didn't mean to hurt you. Please you must believe me. I'm so sorry. Can you ever forgive me?" I sobbed.

"Oh puppy, of course I forgive you. I understand now what I did wrong and why you ran off. It's okay. I promise." He said.

My sobbing calmed a little to the point I was just sniffing and hiccupping.

"No Sam, you did nothing wrong. It was entirely my fault. You were only trying to protect me and I got mad and-"

"It's alright puppy. You were just acting your age. I should have explained myself better." He interrupted me. He chuckled under his breath after a few minutes and said "I guess we'll just have to agree to disagree on that one." He kept rocking me back and forth until finally my sobbing ceased altogether and when I looked up at him, he had a smile on his face and his expression was of sheer joy and happiness. I looked around and noticed Paul was nowhere in sight. I guessed he must've slipped out of the house to give Sam and I some alone time to sort things out. I leaned into Sam, my lips gently brushing his. The kiss was soft and gentle. Representing the love we each had for the other, nothing like the passionate, hungry and lustful kisses we shared the night before.

"C'mon pup. You must be tired. Let's get you in bed." Sam said.

I tried getting up, but my feet never touched the ground. Sam carried me bridal style up the stairs and to our room and gently put me on the bed, lying next to me. I cuddled into him and fell soundly asleep knowing my mate was no longer hurting because of me.

I woke up sometime later, and noticed the bed was cold and empty. I got up and looked at the clock. It read 8:27 PM. That meant I slept for two hours. I got out of our room and went down the stairs into the living room, only to find Paul and Sam, cuddled on the couch, watching some baseball game on TV.

Their eyes instantly shifted from the screen to me, taking in my shirtless form, bed head and disheveled appearance. I shyly made my way towards them, sitting at the other end of the couch. I was still worried that Paul was mad at me for the selfish way I acted today.

Sam looked at me with confusion in his eyes until he realized I was looking at Paul warily from the corner of my eye.

Understanding dawned on his features and he suddenly got up and said "well, I'm gonna go and get me something to drink. Does anybody want something?"

"Yes please. I'll have a beer. Thank you." Paul said in the same emotionless tone he used in that afternoon.

"I-I'm good, thank you" I added nervousness clear in my voice.

Sam excused himself and went into the kitchen.

When I was sure he was out of earshot, I said "I'm sorry Paul. Really I am. I didn't mean to cause all that. Please I promise it won't happen again. I can't bear to have you so mad at me. Please Paul, please." I whispered, my head bowed, not daring to meet his piercing gaze.

"I'm not mad baby; I was just a bit disappointed but Sam explained to me what you thought he meant and that you were just acting your age and it made me understand that there is nothing to be mad about." He said a smile in his voice.

I dared peaking through my eyelashes at his beautiful features and saw a grin spread out on his face. I let out a breath I didn't even realize I was holding and smiled.

"P-Paul? M-may I kiss you?" I shyly asked. To answer my question, he closed the distance between us and crashed his lips to mine, kissing me softly, similar to the way Sam has kissed me before. When he pulled away I was left breathless and swooning.

When my eyes focused, I saw Paul looking at me, his brown chocolate pools, now a dark black with lust, sizing me up. "You know babe, whenever I can get you so out of focus just with my touch, it just gets me so fucking horny." He growled seductively pulling closer and closer to me.

When we were inches apart, he suddenly got off the couch and to his knees before me. He unbuttoned and unzipped my trousers and pulled my boxer briefs down to my knees.

My semi hard cock was getting harder and harder by the second just by the way Paul hungrily looked at it.

Out of the blue, he put the head in his mouth and started licking, nipping and sucking on it. He looked up at me, his lust induced and hungry gaze meeting my glazed eyes. I moaned as he sucked me deeper and deeper into his mouth, increasing the suction in each bob of his head.

At that moment Sam emerged from the kitchen's entryway and took in the scene before him. His eyes grew darker and darker until they were a few shades away from black and I also noticed a tent growing in his cutoffs. He quickly took his clothes off, revealing his half hard beast of a cock to my hungry eyes.

I groaned at the sight of him and the sensations from Paul. His gaze immediately locked with mine and he smirked a sexy smirk and came in my direction. I thought he was going to feed me his dick but he surprised me when he climbed on the back of the couch and sat on my face, in the same way he did a couple of days ago, his cock hanging from my chin, balls on my sealed lips, and his delicious asshole right in my nose.

I faintly heard him growl "c'mon pup. Lick those balls you love clean. Suck on 'em good."

I did as he commanded me and started sucking on his balls. Licking, nipping and sucking each ball, giving each one special attention. I heard him moan on top of me.

I felt Paul let go of my cock in a crude pop and I whimpered into Sam's balls and he groaned. I felt him descend even lower as he licked a line from the head of my dick, down to its base, quickly licking my balls and going straight for the jackpot.

When he reached my sensitive entrance he immediately got to work and started lapping at it. The sensation was so potent I cried into Sam's sensitive crotch. This made him jump, moan and start grinding on my face, seeking for some friction for his now fully erect dick.

As Paul kept tongue fucking my asshole, I remembered the idea I had before. I kept licking Sam's balls, going further and further down, reaching the sensitive area behind his heavy balls and started licking and sucking on it, making Sam groan and grind harder into the air.

Oh so slowly, I went further and further south until I reached Sam's puckered, virgin hole. I felt Sam tense up above me and started to rub his thighs reassuringly. He calmed a bit, yet I could feel he was still very tense. I put my tongue to work, copying Paul's motions on me. I licked and tongue fucked his tight crack, blowing some cold air on it, making him shiver at the sensations.

Paul suddenly pulled away and I whined into Sam's ass, which made him moan. His moan was muffled, as if something was preventing it from coming out. Since my vision was restricted by Sam's plump ass cheeks I couldn't see what was happening above me. Only when I heard Sam gag above me, did I realize Paul must've got up on the couch and started fucking Sam's face with his mammoth of a cock. After a long while, Sam's perineum was completely loose and I decided to make a daring move.

I snaked my hand up and gently probed one digit into his pucker. He tensed instantly and hissed at the unfamiliar intrusion in his behind that brought with it the unbearable sting. With my free hand I kept rubbing his thigh soothingly and gently shushed him.

I didn't move my finger for a couple of minutes letting him get used to the intruder in his behind and getting his breathing under control.

I gently started to pull it out of him and then slide it back in slowly and carefully. He groaned in a mixture of pain and pleasure and started bucking his hips and riding my finger. After a while I pulled out and got up from the couch, seeing Paul, sucking on Sam's half hard cock. He got up too, and together, we carried a shell shocked Sam to the bedroom.

We placed him on the bed gently and waited for him to focus back. When he did he looked at us with worry in his eyes.

Before he could even utter a word I said "Sam, I'm sorry. It's just that I've always wondered what it would be like to top you. I didn't mean to hurt you Sammy. We don't have to do this if you didn't like it. You can always fuck m-"

Sam stopped my blabbering by pulling his finger to my lips. "Jake, I have to confess it hurt in the beginning, but afterwards it felt amazing! I never imagined myself bottoming, especially since I'm the alpha so I'm naturally dominant, but when I fucked myself over your finger, it felt absolutely mind-blowing. I think I'm ready to take that step, especially since I'm taking it with you guys."

Paul and I grinned and covered his neck and chest with kisses, whispering words of love in his ears.

We started to descend down his body, me on his right and Paul on his left. We gave each of his pecs, nipples and abs special treatment. We went down his happy trail and straight to jackpot.

While I started licking up and down his massive pole, Paul started treating his balls.

Sam really liked it when we licked his balls and since tonight was all about pleasing him, we did just the things that brought him the largest amount of pleasure.

I took his gigantic cock into my mouth and swallowed it whole as if it was nothing. Sam ran his hands through my hair grabbed it and bucked into my face.

I pulled away and said "fuck my face Sammy."

He moaned and did just that. He started bucking into my face with fervor, stuffing his long, hard dick in my mouth. From the corner of my eye I saw Paul continue downwards and heard Sam suddenly groan and start to fuck my face harder.

I assumed Paul continued from the point I left of earlier.

I felt Sam tense and him getting rougher and rougher so I pulled away quickly with a crude pop. He groaned in disappointment but quickly forgot about it as Paul continued his ministrations.

I knew Paul was about to insert the second finger into Sam's ass, so I ascended up his body and situated myself on his chest. I started kissing him with passion, giving in to him after the short battle of our tongues for dominance.

He explored my mouth with passion making my moan and whimper, shake and writhe above him. I felt him tense up suddenly and I pulled away from him to see, as I predicted, Paul gently inserting two digits into Sam.

I hugged Sam close, leaning into his chest. I shushed him gently and rubbed his chest and abdomen reassuringly, same as I've done before.

He finally relaxed as Paul continued to finger fuck him.

When he was stretched enough in Paul's mind, he inserted the third and final finger.

Sam hissed and growled loudly, breathing heavily, heart beating a hundred miles a minute. I tired soothing him but he growled menacingly at me. I pulled away, giving him his space to adjust to the painful intrusion. When he calmed down slightly, he looked apologetically at me, but I just threw him an 'I get it, it okay' look.

After a while Sam was all stretched out and ready. Paul got up and laid down on top of Sam, kissing him, taking control over his mouth.

Sam moaned and groaned into Paul's mouth when suddenly, I got an idea, without drawing any attention to myself, I grabbed the lube and gently started stretching myself out, muffling my moans and whimpers into my arm. Paul kept kissing Sam and caressing his body.

Suddenly he got up, climbed on Sam's chest, and turned around, placing his entrance in Sam's face. "Eat my ass baby." He said lowly.

Sam groaned and got straight to work, licking and sucking on Paul's crack. Paul whimpered and squeaked and started to buck his hips, the tip of his fully erect beast of a cock, grazing Sam's pecs gently, giving him just enough friction to keep him hot and bothered, yet not enough to get him closer to the edge.

That's when Paul finally caught sight of me stretching myself. His eyes darkened even more as he took in the sight of me, with four fingers digging their way into me and me bucking into them, eyes closed, and pure bliss on my features.

He groaned and bucked his hips harder into Sam, who was completely oblivious as to what was going on.

After I was sure I was well stretched, I also climbed on Sam, and impaled myself on his massive organ.

It hurt.

A lot.

Just like the first time, by the time I was sitting on his hips, his balls touching my ass, tears were already lined up behind my eyes, ready to fall, but I wouldn't let them.

I just sat there, for what seemed like forever but were probably just a couple of minutes, with Sam moaning loudly and groaning into Paul's ass, which only made him grind harder into Sam's face and chest.

Paul, sensing my distress, immediately leaned into me and kissed me soothingly and reassuringly, making me forget the pain in my lower region and focus only on the pleasure his tongue brought me.

After another couple of minutes I finally started to move, gently going up until only his tip was still in me and impaling myself back on his massive pole. Sam kept on groaning and Paul kept whimpering and grinding himself into Sam.

I started to pick up the pace and noticed that when I did, Paul's whimpers became stronger and he grinded himself faster on Sam. I then realized I was the one controlling our pace. So I did the only thing I could; I started to bounce up and down hard on Sam's dick, making all of us moan in wanton, and Paul to deepen the kiss and explore the caverns of my mouth.

After a while, I felt Sam tensing up again, and pulled away from him, already missing his heat and the feeling of being filled to the brim, but I had to be strong if I wanted my plan to go into action.

I pulled Paul away from Sam too, not an easy task, since he was so lost in the sensations, but somehow I managed and quietly whispered my plan in his ear.

He perked up and looked at me with a look of lust and smugness. "Baby boy, you are one sex- crazed wolf, you know that?" he asked with a hint of mischievousness in his voice.

I giggled a little and looked at him through my long lashes seductively. "Me? I'm sex- crazed? Are you sure you're referring to the right wolf?"

Paul growled and attacked my neck, biting on my pulse, making me gasp in sheer pleasure.

We were brought back from our musing by Sam's whimper. Our eyes were instantly drawn to him and when we noticed his hand creeping closer and closer to stroke his hard dick, we both growled at him.

"Nuh- uh Sammy. This is payback time. No touching yourself and especially no cumming without our permission or else you will be punished. Understand?" I said, my voice dripping with sex.

He whimpered again and nodded.

"Good boy." Paul said seductively.

We came back to the bed and I lifted Sam's legs over my shoulders, situating myself between his legs with the lubed up tip of my cock just grazing his ass hole.

"Are you sure you're ready for this Sam? We can always back out if you don't feel 100% ready" I said.

"As I've said before, if I wasn't sure, I wouldn't have done it. I'm ready to take this step in our relationship together. With the two of you by my side, I feel like everything is possible." He said to us reassuringly.

I lined myself up with his hole, and oh so gently, started to rock into him until the tip of my cock was in him. He hissed at the intrusion, as Paul and I tried to soothe him.

"Keep going." He said through gritted teeth, and I did as instructed. I pumped the head in and out for a couple of times, until I felt he became looser and ready for me to keep going. I kept pumping into him gently, a quarter of an inch at a time, making long pauses along the way to help him adjust to my girth.

When my balls were resting on his ass, and I was finally fully sheathed in him, I dropped to my hands and knees above him and kissed him passionately, letting him dictate the pace. We pulled apart when the need for air became top priority and I had time to assess the feeling of being inside someone.

That was my first time topping so I took time to memorize all the details and the way my cock felt buried in his tight channel that kept caressing it, as if my cock was wrapped in the finest silk.

I moaned and had to fight hard to keep myself from bucking into him and fucking him senseless. Sam's breathing finally calmed and his heartbeat slowed a little and he commanded me with his alpha voice to move.

Even when he was bottoming, he still was as dominant as ever.

Before I could move a single inch, Paul buried himself in me to the hilt, making me cry out in a mixture of pain and pleasure. He also kept still, waiting for me to give him the okay to move.

I started bucking into Sam gently, pulling out inch by inch, and by doing so, impaling myself inch by inch on Paul's cock.

It was a win-win situation; when I pulled out of Sam I was being filled to the hilt by Paul, and when I pulled away from Paul, my cock drilled itself into Sam's heat.

I picked up the pace, to the point I drilled into Sam, hard, stroking his hard dick at the same pace. We all moaned, groaned, whimpered, squeaked and gasped at the sensations our bodies were experiencing.

As I came closer and closer to the edge, I noticed Sam was also growing close and closer, as his tugs of his cock were becoming harder and sloppier.

Paul was also nearing the brink of pleasure, as his thrusts were becoming more desperate and erratic and I hoped we all came at the same time.

My wishes were granted as finally, all of us shouted at the same time, and I came deep in Sam's ass, buried to the hilt inside of him.

Paul came inside of me, at the same way I came in Sam, buried deep in me and shooting his load inside of me.

Sam also came, quite hard might I add, shooting white ribbons all over his abdomen, chest and face, some of it even reaching as far as his hair.

We stayed in that position for a while, reveling the moment, but as we came down from our high and back to earth, we all pulled away from each other.

Paul collapsed on the bed, right next to an exhausted Sam.

I got up, went to the adjacent bathroom, wet a washcloth, and brought it back to the bed, scrubbing Paul's groin, carefully as to the area was still very sensitive.

I also rubbed Sam's torso and face, kissing him chastely on the lips and going south to clean his used entrance. I carefully cleaned all the cum that oozed onto his thighs and cleaned his crack oh so gently.

When I was finished with him, I went back to the bathroom and washed the washcloth.

When it was clean again, I rubbed my own limp cock and used asshole clean, hissing at the sensation of the rough fabric on my sensitive organs. I came back to the bedroom and collapsed on the bed, completely drained, next to Sam.

Just before I dozed off into that same peaceful slumber I faintly heard Sam say "I love you guys so much. I'm so happy to have taken this step with the two of you. Thank you so much."

"We love you too Sam and we're happy you trusted us enough to take that step with us. Thank you." I mumbled as I finally dozed off and dreamed about what tomorrow might have in store for us.

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