Lessons In Love: Chapter Thirty-Six: Magic (Part 5)

Tony continued to flip through those weird books, and he listened to Stephen talk about his instructor. Clea was on his young mind, and Tony was amused with Stephen's random crush.

Sorta.. I mean, he saw Clea very briefly. He thought that she looked pretty trippy. The word cosmic came to Tony's mind.

"But, what about Christine?"

Tony had an eyebrow arched. Stephen supposedly had a girlfriend so, what the hell? He questioned the nineteen year old, and it made Stephen quiet down his behavior.

"I'm going to try to get back to her on Wednesday. But, we... we're barely even, don't start judging me."

Stephen was not in the mood to be judged, or talk about Christine. He just thought that Clea was the most beautiful woman that he had ever seen, that's all. He couldn't help what he thought, and the would-be-doctor softly sighed.

"Oh, I'm not judging. You just seem happier now."

Stephen was always icy around the others. Tony actually thought that Stephen seemed much happier. He was way more conversational with him.

He figured it all changed after he picked up his brother. Stephen was laughing more, and actually responding to a few of Tony's jokes. That comment made Stephen slowly sit up.

Happier? He relaxed his back against the wall, and he stared at Tony.

The staring made Tony feel a little nervous, so the brunette slowly looked away. He decided to deflect. Deflect DEFLECT. Tony said the first thing that arrived in his mind.

"Uhmahh, how's Victor?"

"He's doing ok."

Outwardly, Victor seemed like a typical fifteen year old. His inner thoughts were what had Stephen worried. The would-be-sorcerer didn't realize it, but he was still looking at Tony.

Tony fussed around with one of his pant legs, and he tried to wipe away the warmth that was growing on his face.

"Good. Well, I should go. I'm going to attempt to get some sleep."

Stephen didn't respond. Tony got up from the floor, and he put the book back in its place. He gave Stephen a smile and a short wave, and then Tony headed for the door.

Stephen watched him take off, but he was unable to say anything to him. Tony closed his door and he sucked in a deep breath of air. Holy moly. Tony headed to his own room.

He stopped at the door and looked toward Steve's room. The door to his room was closed, and so was Bucky's.

The brunette turned his focus back to his own room, and he headed in. He stripped out of his clothes, and he noticed all the comfy dojo-looking rags that were set on the bed.

Tony put the pants on, and he looked around the room. He sat down on the bed and stared at his mess. He tossed his clothes everywhere, and that..

Tony heard three gentle knocks on his door. His young heart started pumping like crazy, and he hoped that it was Steve. He thought the blonde was sneaking over. Tony hopped up quickly, and he opened the door.

Tony looked directly at Stephen, and he immediately became confused. Stephen said something about feeling happier. He said he felt much happier with him around, and he didn't like the idea of Tony being alone.

Whut? Tony was so surprised to see him at the door. He didn't process half of what was said. What the freakin freak?

"You could move close to our rooms, if you want. You don't have to be alone, that's all I'm saying."

Stephen was acting bizarre. Tony looked at his face. Stephen was a good looking guy, so the brunette started staring off toward one of his shoulders. Whoa man. He wondered what his girlfriend, or magic tutor would of thought.

The would-be-sorcerer-doctor just stood there for a bit, and then he eventually said good night. Tony could not believe his young ears. He closed the door, and blinked a million different times.

He didn't expect that at all. Tony crawled underneath the thin blanket, and he forced himself to STOP. TONY WAS DONE. He closed his eyes and said goodnight to the crazy world.

The Kamar taj was set up for training recruits. The Vishanti trio had it all cleared out for their younger selves, so that meant there was a large number of rooms for them to choose from.

The room that Bucky and Steve were in had five rooms between Tony's, and six more added before it reached Stephen's. That meant there was plenty of space between each "group".

Steve was still shy about his behavior, so he made sure to keep his mouth covered. He bit at his own wrist, as Bucky started breathing hard against his shoulder.

He wanted to be intimate with Steve. The friend had thought about it the entire day, and when he got to that room he couldn't control himself.

The would-be-soldier relaxed back for a moment. He caught his breath, and he eased himself back into Steve's lower half. The blonde closed his eyes as soon as he felt Bucky again.

He closed those blue eyes, and gripped the thin pillow that was beneath his head.

He made it to fourth base with Bucky, and it wasn't happening in the same way that he imagined with Tony.

His best friend was the one in control, and Steve was a blushing mess. Bucky was hard between his legs, and Steve had to suppress every sound he made into the small mattress or pillow.

Bucky had been with a pretty large amount of women. So, he knew what he personally enjoyed when it came to sex, and he used that experience to pleasure Steve.

Having Steve face first on the bed eventually did the trick. He was opened up for more, and it was easier for them in that small amount of space.

Bucky gripped Steve's shoulders. He had to take a moment and touch that body, then he started pumping those hips quickly. Steve gasped hard into the pillow, and he started touching himself. His own arousal was calling him, and he finally thought about what he was doing.

Steve started thinking that it wasn't what he planned. It all physically felt very good, and he was having a hard time controlling what his body wanted.

He wanted Bucky to keep going, but he also wanted to feel Tony. Guilt kicked in, but that body wanted to go. Bucky understood the impulse, because his body felt the same way. Steve forced his face against the pillow again, because Bucky was getting loud.

He had to pull Steve up from the bed, and the would-be-soldier started kissing his friend's shoulder and neck. That was the only way for him to keep his voice down, but he wanted Tony to hear them.

Bucky didn't have that much sympathy for the other brunette. He touched Steve's cock, and he stroked it as if it was his own. Steve was getting the attention that he wanted.

He was feeling things that he had longed to feel. It just happened, and it escalated so quickly. The blonde was unable to really focus.

Steve had to head back down toward the bed, because what he felt from Bucky made him twist whatever fabric was in front of him. Bucky released all that tension. He held Steve's hips in place as he let go of the indecision and confusion.

Steve did the same exact thing against the sheet. That happened to him a few times, with Tony. He realized that the younger brunette gave Steve a different type of attention, but the two of them brought out the same exact result.

Steve kept breathing out against the bed, and Bucky eventually started talking to him. The blonde kept thinking that he felt good, but it felt like he was being pulled in two different directions.

He turned over onto his back when he was able, and Bucky maneuvered as best he could. That bed was small, but the friends ignored it. They started kissing, and Steve thought that his big heart was going to burst.

Bucky pulled back from him, and said something about starting again. Steve slowly looked up at the ceiling.

His legs were moved, and Steve took in a deep breath. He liked what Bucky was doing, and he did not know if he could face Tony for long time.

He did not follow that advice at all. He held Bucky's body close, as they started going again.

Chapter: END

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