Clyde decided to pick-up a couple pizzas and a two liter of Diet Coke on his way to Token's house. He was still nervous about all of this, and food helped him relax. Token and Nichole were happy to have it, too. They spent the afternoon watching movies while perched on Token's bed.

The relaxed atmosphere helped Clyde get out of his head. They were just three friends who happened to be sharing a bed. Sharing a bed didn't have to all be about sex and threesomes and exploring your sexuality. Sharing a bed could simply be about hanging out with good people, eating junk food, and watching stuff explode on TV.

It could be about all that—until the moment Clyde realized that Token and Nichole had started making out right next to him. He kept his head focused toward the TV, not wanting to draw attention to himself. He was afraid to look at them. Looking at them made all of this become real. Plus, if he watched them make out, it would be weird. Like even if they had agreed to sleep with each other, that didn't involve one creepily watching the other two, right?

Even with his eyes focused on the TV, Clyde could hear everything. The lip smacking, the heavy breathing and gasps for air, the tiny giggles and moans that Nichole made. Clyde's pants were starting to get tight and he was still unsure about how that made him feel. He shifted uncomfortably on the bed.

A few more minutes passed before Clyde had reached his limit. He quietly slid his legs over the side of the bed and sat on the edge. He was about to stand up when he felt a hand on his shoulder. He looked behind him, finding Nichole right next to him.

She cupped his cheek with a gentle hand and leaned in for a kiss. Her lips were soft and full. They felt so good against his own. The kiss was slow, passionate, and Clyde quickly responded to her touch. His muffled moans against Nichole's mouth made her smile before she ended the kiss.

"Please don't go," she said, stroking his face with the back of her hand. "Unless you're having second thoughts?"

"No, it's not that! I'm just...I dunno...nervous, I guess. It still feels weird to be in the same room while you guys are getting down." Clyde laughed, trying to dissolve the uncomfortable knot in his stomach.

"I get that. I'm sorry, dude," said Token from behind Nichole. "We just sort of started on our own. I didn't think of how you might feel."

"Nah dude, it's okay, really! I don't even know how a threesome would start. In porn, everyone just sorta walks into the room already naked and immediately starts boning."

Nichole shook her head and giggled at Clyde's porn logic. "How about this then? May I help you take off your shirt?"

Clyde felt his cheeks flush. She wasn't even asking him anything particularly raunchy, but Nichole's sweet smile was just too much. He nodded silently.

Nichole placed her hands on Clyde's hips. Her fingertips lightly grazed his skin as she slipped them underneath his t-shirt. He held up his arms so that she could lift the shirt up over his head. While his shirt was going over his head, he felt her lips on one of his nipples. He gasped at the surprise.

"Ooh, sensitive!" she giggled.

She dropped his shirt onto the floor. Her hands quickly moved to his chest.

"I really like that you have a hairy chest," she said. She bit her lip and ran her fingers across the dark, curly hair that covered his body.

"Really? I've always hated it," said Clyde. "I tried shaving it once, but I got a bad case of razor burn and it itched like hell when it grew back in."

"No, I think it's beautiful. I guess I like it cause it's kinda rugged. Primal, if you will. I just really like seeing people in their natural state."

"Come on now, don't spend the entire time being mesmerized by his chest hair," Token laughed. He pulled his shirt up over his head, tossed it behind him, and moved up behind Nichole. "Hey man, help me take her shirt off."

"Hey! I can take off my own damn shirt, thank you very much!" she laughed.

She crossed her arms and pulled her shirt up over her head. It was just enough time for Token to place his hands onto her waist and squeeze, sending her into a fit of giggles.

"Fuck you!" she laughed as she fought to get her arms out of her shirt sleeves while also trying to protect her midsection from her asshole boyfriend.

"She's ticklish, in case you couldn't tell," Token winked at Clyde.

Nichole finally threw her shirt to the ground in victory. She grabbed Token's hands and moved them up to cup her breasts. She turned her head to speak directly to him.

"You. Hands where I can see them. And you," she turned back to face Clyde, "come 'ere."

She put her hands on Clyde's shoulders and pulled him close. She kissed him again, but this time it was much rougher. She didn't tease with her tongue like she had earlier. This time she knew what she wanted and took charge in order to get it. Her teeth tugged on his lower lip. Her hands moved up to the back of his neck, one hand continuing upward to rake through his hair. It felt so good that Clyde let out an involuntary purring sound. He could feel Nichole's lips pull into a smile as she continued to kiss him.

"Good boy~yeeeEEE!," she shrieked, abruptly pulling away from Clyde's mouth.

Clyde opened his eyes. Nichole had leaned back against Token's chest. Token had pulled down one of her bra straps and was feasting on the soft, sensitive skin of her neck and shoulder. His fingers pinched and pulled at her nipples through her bra. Nichole's mouth as agape, soft moans flowing out of her. She arched her back, pushing her chest against Token's hands, encouraging him to keep doing what he was doing.

Clyde felt the blood pulse into his cock as he watched. It felt wrong to be witnessing his friends' foreplay—a forbidden taboo—but that just made it hotter. It was like watching live porn. Better yet, it was like live porn that he could join at any time.

Clyde let his eyes wander down Nichole's body. She had been kneeling on the bed when she was kissing him, but when she leaned back against Token, her thighs had spread apart to support herself. She was also still wearing her skirt. It was a very alluring pose she had ended up in, and he desperately wanted to take advantage of this potentially once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. He licked his bottom lip and decided to go for it.

Clyde leaned forward and slid his hands up Nichole's thighs. They felt creamy and smooth under his fingertips. He pushed his hands further up, slipping under her skirt, and rubbed them against her inner thighs. He looked up at her to see if there was any response to his touch. His eyes locked with hers and she smiled.

"By all means keep going, please," she laughed.

Clyde glanced at Token, seemingly looking for his approval.

Token shrugged his shoulders. "Don't look at me, she's the one consenting to it," he muttered into her neck.

Clyde shifted his position, using one hand to support himself as he leaned in to kiss Nichole once more. He kept his other hand under her skirt, tracing his fingers along her inner thighs, teasing her by lightly brushing against her panties every few seconds.

Nichole pushed her hips forward, trying to get more friction against Clyde's fingers. She whined against his lips.

Clyde quickly gave in to her, rubbing his fingers over her panties. They were warm and he could already feel her wetness soaking through the cotton. He slipped his fingers underneath and began to rub slow circles around her clit, all the while watching her face with rapt attention.

Nichole's breathing became heavier, her moans gradually becoming louder as they continued. Clyde thought she was almost at the point of release, but she suddenly tapped out instead.

"Okay, okay...pause for a moment, I need a breath," Nichole panted. "I think this would be a good time for us to all get naked. I don't want to be dealing with stuck zippers later when we're super horny and impatient."

"Hey! That happened one time!" laughed Token.

"So, uh...where do we go from here?" asked Clyde as he stood up to remove his pants.

"Well," said Nichole, unclasping her bra, "the other time we had a friend join us, we each took turns requesting what we wanted. It worked pretty well. No one felt left out and everyone enjoyed themselves." Nichole turned to look at Token. "Do you want to go first, baby?"

"Sure," he smiled. "So…I've had a fantasy for a while that I'd like to try out." Token slid off of the bed and stood up, making quick work of removing his pants.

Clyde's eyes followed him as he walked over to his computer desk and pulled out the chair. He took a seat and leaned back, legs spread, dick standing tall. He was clearly making himself comfortable for something.

Clyde bit his lower lip. What could his fantasy be? Did he want to try sex in a chair? Maybe he wanted a double blowjob?

"I really want to watch you two fuck," said Token.

"Wait, what?" asked Clyde. "Like, by ourselves?"

Token nodded.

"Really? Is that...a thing? Are you sure, man?"

Token cocked an eyebrow at his best friend. "I have a 3.9 GPA and I tend to overanalyze things to the point of obsession. Trust me. I have thought this through."

"Uh...okay…" Clyde hesitated. "But I don't know if I'll be able to perform with someone watching!"

Token looked past Clyde. "I don't think you'll have trouble forgetting I'm here," he said with a grin.

Nichole pressed her body against Clyde's back and rubbed her hands on his bare shoulders. She leaned in to kiss up his neck to the shell of his ear.

"I want you to fuck me, Clyde," she whispered into his ear.

Any concerns of being able to stay hard while his best friend watched immediately melted away.

"Please, say that again," he begged.

She giggled and moved over to his other ear. "Clyde...I want you to fuck me hard until I come all over your dick."

Nichole shrieked playfully as Clyde turned around and practically pounced on her, pushing her back onto the bed.

"That can easily be arranged," he said, looking down at her.

"Well then, come and take me, big guy," she grinned.

Clyde pressed his body against hers and picked up from where they had stopped making out earlier. He ground his cock against her inner thigh so as to avoid potential penetration before the condom was on.

Nichole kept moving her hips around, like she was trying to get him to grind against her pussy. It was hot, but also quite frustrating for Clyde. As much as he'd love to go bareback with her, he knew that it wouldn't be a smart move. It would be ironic if he was the one to get an STD after starting the rumor about Kenny.

"Hey, Nichole? If you're going to keep doing that, I should really put on a condom first," he said.

"Huh? Doing what?"

"Umm...it's been like we're playing tag and your pussy is 'it'. My dick is trying to stay away, but your pussy keeps chasing it."

"Oh my god, I'm sorry! I guess I just do that without thinking. Yeah, please, it'd be good to put a condom on now. I have no plans to fluid bond with anyone but Token."

"Love you, baby!" Token called from his chair.

"Love you, too, baby," Nichole grinned.

Clyde leapt up off the bed and grabbed one of the condoms that had been left on the bedside table. While he was rolling it on, Nichole crawled over to the edge of the bed and pulled her knees up to her chest.

"So I think you should be standing while we fuck," she said.

It was said with a matter-of-fact tone, which threw Clyde off guard. He scrunched his brow and cocked his head to the side.

"I'm afraid that if you have to kneel on the bed for any sustained period of time, it'll be too much strain on your knee," she clarified.

"Dammit! Stupid knee injury! Taking away everything fun from me. I wanted to bang you from behind, too…" he whined.

She shook her head at her ridiculous friend. "Hey, relax, it's gonna be okay. We can just do it on the edge of the bed. Everything will be the same - you'll just be standing instead of kneeling. Problem solved."

"Nichole, you're a genius! Why didn't I think of that?"

Nichole gently patted Clyde on the cheek. "Be thankful that you're with someone who thinks about this sort of stuff." She stretched out her legs and rolled over onto her hands and knees. She lowered her chest to rest on the bed, keeping her ass up high and slowly swaying back and forth in anticipation. "Ready when you are."

Clyde looked down at his gorgeous friend in front of him. Her hips and ass were curvy and full. Her hair was loose and free, her natural curls falling off her shoulders. Her skin—Clyde ran his hands up the back of her thighs and over her hips—her skin was smooth, soft, beautiful.

He held his cock in one hand, leaving the other firmly on her hip. He rubbed himself in between her lips, coating himself in her natural wetness. Clyde pushed inside, letting his hand move back to her other hip.

Nichole turned her head to look at Clyde, pushing her hair to one side with her hand. She made eye contact with him as he slid deeper inside of her. Clyde felt his dick throb.

"Goddamn, you're sexy," he whispered.

Nichole made a relaxed moaning sound in her throat as Clyde began to thrust. She pushed her hips back into him on the upthrust, causing him to go even deeper. They eventually found a rhythm together, moving in sync.

Clyde felt a strong urge to touch her, to hold her close to him. He paused while fully inside of her and leaned forward, wrapping one arm around her waist and the other across her chest. He lifted her up off of her hands and held her up against his chest.

Nichole placed her hands over Clyde's hands and turned her head to the side. "Move this hand down here," she said as she tried to guide the arm around her waist down to her thigh. "Yeah, that's it."

They found their rhythm once again. Clyde buried his face in Nichole's hair, smelling the remaining hints of her coconut condition. He felt her pull at the hand across her chest. He loosened his grip and allowed her to move his hand to cup her breast. She placed her hand over his once more and squeezed.

"I like to have my tits played with, in case it wasn't obvious," she laughed.

"Well, don't mind if I do," Clyde grinned.

He gently kneaded her soft, full breast in his hand. He brushed his thumb over her nipple, receiving a needy moan in response. He continued to circle his thumb over her nipple, feeling it quickly harden from his touch.

"Yeah...yeah, just like that," she gasped.

He noticed that one of her hands was firmly grasping the arm around her hips and thigh for support, and her other hand had slipped down between her legs.

"Are you getting close?" he asked.

"Uh-huh," she panted. "You feel...ahh...so good… Keep doing what you're...ooh right there! Yes! Harder! Oh god, Clyde!"

Clyde felt Nichole's body tense and release in his arms. He could feel her pussy pulse around his cock as he rode her through her orgasm. Her fingernails dug into his arm, slowly relaxing as she came down from her high.

"Help me stand, please," she said. "I want to turn around and kiss you, but I don't want my legs to give out."

Nichole's knees gave out for a moment while she stood, but she quickly regained her balance. She slid her arms around Clyde's waist and stood on her tiptoes to kiss him.

"Mm, thank you. That felt really good. My body feels like putty now," she giggled.

Clyde hadn't notice that Token left his chair. He startled when he felt Token's hand on his shoulder.

"Thank you both for humoring me. That was such a turn-on. I love you, baby." He leaned down to kiss Nichole.

"Love you, too."

"Love you...three?" Clyde added.

Nichole and Token looked at him, bemused.

"I'm sorry. I just wanted to be included, I guess." Clyde shrugged and flashed a sheepish smile.

"Well then, I love you, three, Clyde." Nichole kissed him sweetly on the lips once again.

Clyde then turned to Token. He looked at him in anticipation. Token smiled back. Was he going to kiss him as well? He didn't want to assume anything. He didn't want to try to make the first move, only to embarrass himself if Token didn't want to kiss him back. Maybe he was like the guys in porn who had sex with other men, but never kissed them.

Token noticed the look in Clyde's eyes. "Would you like a kiss from me, too?" he smiled.

"Yeah, actually. I have to know what it's like."

Token stepped closer to Clyde. He stroked Clyde's hair and cradled his head in his hand, pulling him near. Clyde closed his eyes and leaned in.

Token's lips weren't as soft as Nichole's were, but they were plush, albeit a little dry. His stubble rubbed against Clyde's skin. It was rough and made the skin around his mouth burn—but it was a good kind of burn. Token's kiss was very sensual and almost textbook in technique. Clyde felt a tingle run up his back. Token finally pulled away, leaving Clyde whining and wanting more.

"There's more where that came from," Token grinned, "but first, it's Nichole's turn. What do you want, baby?"

"So now that you've been able to experience a fantasy of yours, I want to experience mine." Nichole climbed onto the bed and sat back on her heels. She curled her finger at the both of them. "Two guys at the same time. Come up here and lie on your back, Clyde. I'm gonna straddle you, okay?"

Clyde followed her request, glad that she was still keeping his knee in mind. Nichole took control of her fantasy, holding Clyde's cock steady as she mounted him. She lowered herself so that she was lying on top of his chest, turning her head to look back at Token.

"Baby, I want you in my ass," she said.

"Okay, coming right up."

Token rolled on a condom and grabbed some silicone lube from the desk drawer. He crawled up behind Nichole, proceeded to apply the slick liquid to her ass, and slipped his finger inside.

Clyde's eyes widened at how casual they were being about anal sex. "Wait. Are you implying that you guys have done anal already? No, not that you've just done it, but that you've done it enough where it's no big deal?"

They both shrugged in response. "We haven't done it that much, to tell you the truth. We really like it, but we have to be in the right mood. But it's never really been a big deal to us," explained Nichole.

"It was her idea, the first time," said Token.

"What? A girl bringing up anal first? Jesus Christ, you guys are so much more experienced than I am, what the fuck?" The fact that Clyde was gaining a lot of new experience right then and there was lost on him.

Nichole started to roll her hips, slowly fucking herself on Clyde's cock and Token's fingers. She sighed happily and brushed away a piece of her hair from her face.

"I guess that's the perk of a long-term relationship. When you've been with the same person for a long time, it's easy to experiment. You feel safe. I've never felt too nervous to tell him what I want, and vice versa."

"I dated Bebe for a long time, but...I guess we never reached that level."

"Many don't, especially at our age. Honestly, Token and I are the weird ones. We're like seventeen going on thirty. But if you want that kind of relationship, Clyde, you can have it. You just need to find someone who is willing to meet you there."

Clyde looked pensive, and a little wistful.

"Oh honey, stay with me now. Don't go off into your head while you're inside of me," she begged, stroking his face. "I think I'm ready for you, baby," she called back to Token.

Token coated his cock with lube and rubbed the tip against her asshole.

Nichole made a high-pitched squeal and squeezed Clyde's arms as Token pushed inside. She buried her head into Clyde's chest, muffling her voice. It was adorable to see Nichole unravel like this. She was normally so calm and put together in public, but here, behind closed doors, she was letting her true self come out.

Clyde could also feel Token's cock as it slid inside of her. He looked up at him and they made eye contact as Token bottomed out. It felt weird to be looking into your friend's eyes while his balls were gently resting on yours, but it was a good kind of weird. It was like they were sharing something special together, something that was just between them, and it didn't seem awkward at all.

"H-hey," Clyde managed to chirp out.

"Hey dude," Token chuckled. "How are you feeling?"

"Uh, pretty good. It feels really tight...and uh...I can totally feel your dick rubbing against mine." Clyde felt his face flush and he couldn't sustain his eye contact with Token any longer. "Uh, how are you, Nichole?"

"Mmmmm…" she moaned happily. "I'm feeling good. A little unfucked, but good."

"All right, we get the hint," Token laughed.

Token pulled out halfway and slowly thrust back inside. He continued his relaxed pace, watching Nichole's body for any signals that he should stop.

Clyde couldn't get over how weird it felt with both of them inside of her. Part of it was what he expected from sex with a woman—warm, wet, and snug—but the extra tightness and bit of friction, even though I wasn't doing anything, was unexpected. He closed his eyes and focused on the sensations, almost forgetting where he was.

Nichole noticed Clyde drifting off again. She stroked his face gently until his eyes opened. "Hey, focus on me, okay? I want you here with me in the moment," she said.

Clyde nodded.

"Kiss me," she said.

Clyde pulled her closer to him, pressing his mouth against hers, feeling her bottom lip fit perfectly in between his own. He felt her body begin to rock back and forth in time with Token's new faster pace. She moved up and down Clyde's cock, just a little bit, but it was enough to bring Clyde's hips to life. The stimulation sent a jolt through his body, causing him to reflectively thrust upward, craving more.

Clyde's thrusts were sloppy and not in time with Token's, but it worked for Nichole. She moaned into Clyde's mouth before she broke away from the kiss and threw her head back. She grabbed his arms with both hands and dug her nails into his skin like she was holding on for dear life. When she pressed her whole body close to Clyde, face down into his chest, Clyde was able to watch Token.

Token had an intense look on his face. His hands were firmly on Nichole's hips, his muscles taut as his dick disappeared inside of her. His jaw was tense, his eyes were slightly wider than usual, his mind focused solely on the pleasure of his partner. It honestly reminded Clyde of what Token looked like when he was making an important play in football.

Clyde snorted. Thankfully, Nichole didn't notice in her ecstasy, but Token certainly did. He glanced at Clyde, locking eyes. Clyde held his breath. Token kept that intensity in his eyes as he stared at Clyde. Clyde felt his stomach flutter. Token broke after a moment, his face cracking into a smile and a wink at his best bro before he went back to focusing on Nichole's ass.

Clyde shook his head and looked back at Nichole, trying to get his focus back as well. He picked up his pace with his own thrusts once again and felt Nichole's grip tighten. He stroked his hands up and down her back.

"You're incredible, Nichole," he softly whispered into her ear. "You're beautiful, you're smart, you're talented...and your pussy feels so fucking good."

She lifted her head. "I'm gonna come, so shut up and kiss me," she whispered.

As they kissed, Clyde felt Nichole's body tense up as her climax built, until it finally peaked and released, her body shuddering on top of him. When she finally came back down, she pulled away from the kiss and nestled her face in the crook of Clyde's neck. Token leaned down to place kisses along her back. Clyde felt her shudder again when Token finally pulled out.

He watched Token head into the bathroom to clean up. Nichole continued to lie on him, her body limp and relaxed. He wrapped his arms around her and closed his eyes. Listening to the sound of her breathing and feeling the weight of her body, Clyde lost all track of time. He felt like he could stay like this for the rest of his life and he'd be content.

Token's hand touching his shoulder shook him back to reality.

"Alrighty, time to clean up," he said to Nichole.

She didn't move, but responded with a cross between a whine and a growl that Token was able to translate.

"Yeah, I know Clyde's really comfy, but you need to clean up so he can have his turn. You know how shitty it is to have to sleep in the wet spot. Come on, babe."

Token helped Nichole sit up, and that was when Clyde realized that he was still inside of her. She climbed off of Clyde and, with Token supporting her, stood up to head into the bathroom.

Now cold and alone on the bed, Clyde became hyper aware of the fact that he still hadn't come yet. How he'd managed to last this long, he had no idea. Maybe it was his nerves keeping him from finishing. Whatever it was, he was certainly thankful for it.

His mind wandered to thinking about what he wanted for his turn. He knew he definitely wanted to come. By this point, he was practically aching for release. His gut reaction was to suggest that he and Token watch some porn and jerk off together. They were both still hard after Nichole had finished, and it wouldn't take too long. It seemed like a no-brainer.

However, Nichole's words from earlier still rang in his head. The ability to ask for what you want without fear. That was the benefit of a long-term relationship. Token was his longest friendship, other than Craig. He shouldn't feel nervous about expressing his desires around one of his best friends...right?

"Clyde? Clyde, are you okay?"

Clyde hadn't realized that Token and Nichole had returned from the bathroom.

"Dude, we said your name like four times," Token laughed.

"Yeah, sorry. I, uh… I've been thinking a lot about my sexuality the past week or so, and it's made me feel scared and confused. I've been in my head a lot...and just now I was trying to decide what I want for my turn. I think I...no, I'm certain of what I want now."

"Alrighty, dude. Let's hear it," said Token.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"I wanna fuck you, bro." Once it was out in the open, the edges of Clyde's mouth began to curl into a small smile. It felt good to say it out loud.

The smiles on Token and Nichole's faces were even bigger. "I want to fuck you, too, bro. Do you want to top or bottom?"

"Bottom, definitely." Clyde was taken aback by how quickly he answered. He felt his cheeks heat up as Token licked his bottom lip.

"Alright then. Let me put on a new condom first. Hey, baby? Can you get him started for me?"

"Sure, baby," said Nichole as she reached for the lube that Token had tossed onto the bed. Turning back to Clyde, she asked "What position do you want, hon? Doggie style is good for beginners, but it's up to you."

Clyde bit his lip. "Uh...I was kinda hoping to be on my back. It was really hot to look up at him when we were both fucking you."

Nichole giggled. "I agree. He gets this intense sort of, I dunno, 'Daddy' look on his face when he's having sex. It makes me wet just thinking about it."

She lightly pushed on Clyde's chest, guiding him to lie back onto the bed where he had been earlier. She instructed Clyde to bend his knees as she spread his thighs and pushed them up into the air. She sat nestled between his legs and poured some of the lube down onto his cock and balls, letting it drip down between his ass cheeks.

"Ahh!" Clyde cried out. "That's cold! Why did you put so much on?"

Nichole pointed at Clyde. "You'll be thanking me later. Trust me."

Clyde pursed his lips and decided to go along with it. Nichole was the one with the anal experience, after all. He watched her as her hand disappeared between his legs.

His hips jolted up when he felt her finger trace a line from his balls down to his asshole. She then started to slowly rub small circles against his hole. It was a nice feeling, but unfamiliar. Even though he had played with himself the one time, he still wasn't used to anything going near his butt, let alone a friend's finger.

Nichole noticed that Clyde was already tensing up. She used her free hand to stroke his thigh.

"Just breath, Clyde. In through your nose, and out through your mouth. It'll help you relax. I'm gonna start to put my finger in, okay?"

Clyde nodded. In through his nose, out through his mouth. He could do this. He focused on the breathing and Nichole was right—it helped him relax and not clench up when her finger pushed inside of him. He felt her finger slide in and out with ease a few times, then suddenly her finger thrust in and he felt a wave of...something good. He wasn't sure what it was, but he knew he wanted to feel it again.

"What the hell was that?" he asked, propping himself up on his elbows.

Nichole just grinned and did it again. Clyde gasped.

"Yeah! That! What the fuck did you do?"

Nichole giggled. "Oh, my dear boy. That is your prostate, and if you're already enjoying this, just wait until you have a big cock in there."

She grinned and stuck out her tongue as she continued to thrust her finger into his ass.

"I'm gonna add another finger," she continued. "I think one more after this and you should be able to take Token."

Nichole continued to work her magic, slowly turning Clyde into a disheveled mess of a man.

"Hey baby, we're ready for you," Nichole said to Token, not taking her eyes off of Clyde.

"I can see that," Token laughed. "I've been admiring your work for the last five minutes or so."

Token climbed onto the bed as Nichole pulled her fingers out of Clyde's ass. Token handed her a towel, letting her wipe off her hand before she moved aside.

"Nooo…" Clyde whined, his eyes closed. "Come back! That felt so good!"

Nichole lied down next to Clyde while Token moved into position, placing his hands on Clyde's ankles. Clyde opened his eyes to see his friend towering between his legs, rock hard and ready to go. A rush of butterflies flew through his stomach. This was it.

"Are you ready?" asked Token.

"Yeah. Yeah, I'm ready. Let's do this," said Clyde.

"Love you, bro."

"Love you, too, bro."

Nichole softly rubbed Clyde's chest and reminded him to breath while Token lined his cock up to Clyde's asshole. Clyde drew in a deep breath, letting it out as Token pushed forward. Clyde's instinct was to tighten up. Things were meant to come out of there, not go in. He squeezed his eyes shut and tried to focus on the sound of Nichole's voice whispering in his ear.

After a moment, he realized that Token had stopped. He opened his eyes and met his friend's gaze.

"Are you okay?" asked Token. "I'm about halfway in right now."

"Yeah...yeah, just give me a moment to get used to this feeling," said Clyde.

Token rubbed his hands along Clyde's legs, trying his best to hold back. He so wanted to plunge in the rest of the way. He loved the feeling of being balls deep, and who better to share it with than his best bro?

"Okay...okay I think I'm ready for the rest."

Nichole nuzzled her face into Clyde's neck, planting small kisses across his skin. Clyde turned his head toward her, his mouth meeting hers in a soft kiss.

Token continued to push inside, watching Clyde for any discomfort. Once he was all the way in, Token wrapped his arms around Clyde's thighs. He tried pulling out a little and pushing back in. No clenching from Clyde. He tried it again with the same results.

"I'm gonna really go now. Ready?" he asked.

Clyde bit his lower lip, then nodded. Token began to thrust in a slow, but steady pace. It felt...strange. Not bad—in fact, it felt really good—but still strange. Foreign. Like there wasn't supposed to be something inside of him, but he also didn't want it to stop. It was highly conflicting. Clyde pursed his lips and furrowed his brow, wondering if the strange feeling would eventually go away and just leave that good sensation that he'd felt when Nichole was fingering him.

That's when he felt Nichole's hand gently stroke his hair. Her fingers ran through his thick strands, her nails lightly scratching his scalp underneath. She placed tiny kisses on his forehead.

"You're tensing up again," she said. "Relax, Clyde. I'm right here beside you."

He turned his head and leaned into her kiss. Her soft lips took his mind off of everything else. His rigid position began to melt, and he lifted his hand to reach for hers. He became lost in her taste and touch.

He felt a growing warmth in his groin. It pulsed and spread throughout his body in waves, flooding him with endorphins. He then realized that Nichole had stopped kissing him.

Clyde opened his eyes and saw Nichole smiling back at him.

"What?" he asked, afraid that he did something wrong.

"You started to grip the sheets. It's feeling pretty good now, right?"

Clyde looked down at Token and realized that each time he thrust, Clyde felt the wave of ecstasy rush through him. It still felt strange and new, but in the absolute best way possible.

"Y-yeah… Who knew that butt stuff could feel this good?" he said, sounding out of breath.

"A lot of people," she laughed.

"I'm not going to last much longer," Token said, breaking his silence. "Can you help me, baby?"

"Of course!" said Nichole with a grin.

She reached down and wrapped her fingers around Clyde's aching cock. She began to slowly pump her hand up and down, twisting her hand around his cock as she did.

Clyde bucked his hips at the added stimulation. "Oh my god, Nichole! You're amazing!" he loudly moaned.

"I told you that you'd thank me later," she giggled.

Clyde's face contorted as he came close to orgasm. Token changed his grip on Clyde's legs and increased the speed of his thrusts as he neared his own climax. Clyde's body tightened and his eyes squeezed shut as he came hard onto his stomach, the remains dripping Nichole's hand. Token came soon after with one final thrust, digging his fingers into Clyde's legs as he did.

Clyde's head was buzzing in a state of bliss. Nichole kissed him, then sat up to kiss Token. Token leaned down, his chest lying against Clyde's, and placed a kiss on his lips. He then sat back up and playfully slapped Clyde's thigh as he pulled out.

"Good game, bro," he said with a laugh.

"Yeah...good...good bro…" mumbled Clyde, still in a daze.

Nichole got up and grabbed a water bottle from Token's mini-fridge. "Here, Clyde, take a sip," she said as she helped him sit up. They passed around the water bottle until it was empty.

They helped Clyde stand up off the bed and brought him into the bathroom, where they all finished cleaning up for the night. They lead him back to bed and climbed in, sinking into the soft mattress and pulling up the warm blankets.

Clyde found himself lying on his back in the middle of the bed. On one side of him, he had one of his best friends in the entire world, facing him, snuggled up with his arm draped across his waist. On the other side, he had the sweetest friend in the world, her head nestled against his chest. He felt such an overwhelming sense of love and connection from them and for them. Tears began to well up in his eyes. He never wanted this moment to end.