Alright you dirty birdies, here it is. By very popular demand, the next installment of the Chocolate series. Enjoy!

Last Time: "So we're stuck in a closet until Uncle seems fit to let us out. What should we do to pass the time?"

The boys chuckled in response to my question and I felt Luke wrap his arm around my shoulder. He dropped his mouth down to my ear and the sudden husky quality of it went right to my belly.

"Well, we never did get to finish what we started did we? And look, you even brought the whipped cream!"

Now: At Luke's playful but gruff statement, the humor I had been experiencing drained away as I felt my belly warm instantly. Now that the panic at being discovered had faded, my mind instantly harkened back to the pure pleasure that my boys had gifted me with. I remembered the glorious sounds that Gabriel had made at my administrations and how he had looked, blissed out and flushed. I remembered Luke coiled so tightly, he had looked to be in agony. As he had said, we had been rudely interrupted and after everything, I felt I more than owed him pay back, twice over.

Without further prompting I hefted myself over Luke's lap and hooked my legs around his hips. He stiffened at the movement, obviously not expecting my enthusiastic response. I felt him begin to harden under me once more as he drew in a shaky breath. I kept my gaze locked on Luke's chocolate pools as I blindly reached to the side for the bowl of the creamy treat I had brought with me. I dipped two of my fingers into the airy substance and drew a thick line across Luke's right pectoral. The muscle contracted tightly as I quickly lapped up the whipped cream. I felt more than heard the deep rumble that Luke emitted at the languid motion.

I had the sudden desire to map Luke out as thoroughly as I had Gabriel. I wanted to know every sound that he made. I wanted to see him come completely undone under my experimenting touch. Luke's dark gaze turn liquid black and I began my exploration. I was initially disappointed, as Luke wasn't as vocal as Gabriel had been. He would bite his lip and I would hear just the barest of groans before he cut himself off. I knew that he was enjoying himself, as displayed by the steel rod poking into leg. I found my frustration building as my curiosity rose. I stopped playing with the whipped cream and traced along the fine hairs that went from Luke's belly button to below his waistline.

Luke tensed and I heard a gusty inhalation in question at my actions. I ignored his curiosity and trailed down over his low riding jeans until the tip of my finger rested above the stiff bump I found there. As I pressed down in interest, I was shocked by the sharp hiss above me and the deep groan to my side. I raised my eyes back up to Luke's face to see it contorted in the same expression of pleasure-pain that Gabriel had worn before. A glance at Gabriel confirmed what I had suspected. His gaze was fixed firmly on my wondering hand and I could see a matching bulge in his own delightfully tight jeans. I felt satisfaction well up in me and I pressed down more firmly, keeping my gaze on Luke's face. His eyes closed tightly as he laid his head back and a full scale moan escaped his lips. A bright flush was painted across his lovely high cheekbones and I saw the beginnings of his tight control crack.

"I want this off. Now, soldier."

Luke stiffened in surprise as his eyes snapped open to lock on mine. Without waiting for him to react, I got up out of his lap and turned to Gabriel. Pointing to his pants, I locked eyes with his startled crystal blues and snapped a finger at him.

"You too, private. I want to do a strip search."

The boys shared a look and I knew that an entire conversation was taking place. They seemed to come to a consensus and stood up in unison. They both focused on me as they began to peel off their pants slowly. I found myself entranced as they slipped them down over their lean hips and let them drop to the floor. I found myself instantly focused on Luke, fully erect and bare to my gaze. I distantly noted that Luke had not been wearing any underwear as Gabriel quickly stripped out of his boxers.

After Gabriel was fully exposed to my gaze as well I found myself fully focused on the two similar, but so very different erect appendages. I had had a vague understanding from biology and sex education of what a penis looked like, but I had never seen one, let alone two, fully erect. The now familiar ache began pulsing through my center again as I looked on hungrily at the glorious site before me. The v that I had seen above Gabriel's jeans before was a perfect visual guide to Gabriel's very prominent rock hard erection. I was shocked at the size of his penis. It was much thicker than I anticipated and the length seemed larger than I would have expected. Luke was much more proportional in regards to size. He was not as thick but he definitely had length to spare. I felt my mouth drying out and I licked my lips briefly.

I had been so enraptured by the sight before me that I don't know how long I stood there in anticipation. It wasn't until Gabriel started shifting and fidgeting in place that I snapped out of my cock-induced trance. I could now see the sudden tension in Gabriel's face, tight with worry. I was thrown for a loop at this unexpected look in this context until it hit me what he was worried about. I had noticed that Gabriel could be very insecure about himself at times and my intense but silent scrutiny must have worried him for some reason. Luke was just focused on me, rapt and hungry.

I gave Gabriel a small smirk and shot a wink his way in reassurance before I cautiously approached them both. I returned my gaze downward and lightly placed the tips of my fingers on the jaws of each boy. Gabriel shuddered lightly and his crystal eyes seemed to glow with an unearthly light. Luke leaned into my touch and closed his eyes as one hard and sharp quiver worked his entire frame. I lightly began to skim down their defined chests, over rock hard muscles that jumped as I passed over them, through the dips of their belly buttons and followed the trails of hair down to the prize below. At my light touch, a harsh spasm went through Luka as Gabriel uttered a soft curse under his breath. I hesitated a moment before I wrapped my hands firmly around each and took in the odd sensation. They were hot in my hand, both rock hard but somehow velvet soft. Up close I began to notice slight differences in color and shape. I released me grip to trail up to the prominent and swollen heads when Luke and Gabriel uttered mirroring moans of loss.

I looked up from the area of my interest to see what my exploration was doing to my boys. If I had thought Gabriel had looked unwound before, he looked completely wrecked now. He alternated between leaning back against the wall for support and boring intently on my querying touch. Luke was trembling and he had a hand propped against the wall in support. His eyes looked sinfully dark as they devoured me. A sharp ache went straight to my sex at the sight of these two amazing boys falling apart effortlessly at my clumsy administrations.

Remembering that I still owed Luke pay back, combined with my own curiosity. I began to slowly kneel before Luke. I kept my grip on both boys, but turned my attention solely on Luke's magnificent architecture. Luke stopped breathing as his gaze focused on my mouth. I noticed a small bead of liquid on the tip of his penis and lapped it up swiftly before I could hesitate. An explosion of an unexpected combination of salty, sweet, and musk broke out over my tongue as I contemplated the taste. Underneath it all was a hint of something that I was positive was all Luke. The combination was a heady mixture on my tongue and I found it oddly pleasant. It was different from anything I had tasted before, but once I got a taste, I wanted more. I licked at the head, intent on chasing any last trace of the taste. I popped it into my mouth and continued my experimentation. Luke's moan was loud and long and I felt satisfaction settle into my chest. The weight of his penis on my tongue and the sensation of it in my mouth was indescribable. I began alternating between sucking and licking, using the sounds Luke made as a guide.

"Oh god, oh god….Sang….like that, god, just like that…..Oh, oh, oh! So fucking hot Sang. I can't, oh god,,,,,Sang, baby…."

It was a litany of unintelligible words and phrases. I felt my confidence grow with each strung out word, the sound breathless and needy in a way I would have never expected from Luke. His fingers wound through my hair and grabbed firmly. He didn't pull at me, so I think he was doing in to anchor himself. I had been so fully focused on pleasuring Luke that I didn't realize I had forgotten about Gabriel until I felt his warm hand trace down my spine from behind. I tensed up in surprise, which snapped Luke out of his haze of pleasure. I pulled away from Luke to look back at Gabriel. He was staring at my naked sex in a glassy daze. He blinked and refocused on me, a question in his eyes. He glanced at Luke and he must have seen what he was looking for because he was focused back on me in seconds.

"Trouble…..I..I mean….Sang, you have to know I love you right? That Luke and I, we adore you with every fucking particle of our beings. It's fucking unreal how much we love you."

"Sang, baby, he's totally right. I love you with everything that I am. We did this so we could show you that physically, but you have gone above and beyond our expectations tonight. And we love that you did that. But, can we…..I mean, if you're not ok with it sweetie, just tell us no and we'll do whatever you want, but can we go further Sang?"

"But only if you want Trouble! I fucking swear, if you say to stop right now, we will. We're not trying to force you to do anything you don't want to do. If we're being dicks, just tell us. But, Trouble, we're asking you if you'd be ok to go all the way with us?"

I felt my heart pick up as the full weight of their concerned but hopeful gazes met mine. I had kissed all of the boys multiple times and had gone pretty far with a few by this point, but I had never had an experience like tonight. And to go that extra step was intimidating to be sure, but the sheer thrill of excitement that raced through me took me by surprise. I studied my two boys in front of me and felt a calm certainty enter my mind.

"Luke, Meanie…..Yes. I would love to do that with you. Please, can we?"

Twin sets of groans answered my plea and I found myself being lifted up for a demanding kiss with Luke. His mouth was a dizzying mix of sweetness and pure male musk. I felt Gabriel press up behind me trailing open mouthed kisses from one shoulder to the next, his hands ghosting down my sides before they gripped my hips firmly. I felt their equally demanding needs press up against my stomach and my lower back as they continued their slow and luxurious assault on my body. I heard the sound of packaging tear before Gabriel leaned into my ear.

"Sang? Trouble, I'm going to go really slowly, ok? Just, breathe through it sweetheart."

Gabriel gently spread my legs apart before I felt him at my entrance. All the while, Luke was thoroughly mapping out my mouth with his tongue. He gently bit my bottom lip and tugged. I gasped into his mouth as shocks of pleasure pulsed down my spine. Suddenly, Gabriel began slowly stretching me, his face buried into my shoulder, a hiss escaping his lips. He reached a point where he was forced to stop. Luke noticed my stiffening against the intrusion and he intensified his actions, drawing my attention. Gabriel whispered a small apology into my neck before he snapped past my barrier. The sharp sting of pain caught me by surprise, but my cry of pain was swallowed by Luke.

Gabriel froze and whispered apologies over and over. Luke pulled away and lapped up the sudden tears of pain that fell from my eyes. As they both showered me with love and adoration, the sting faded into a slow dull ache. I felt stretched and full. It was a new sensation that I quickly found different, but comforting. I experimentally pushed back into Gabriel and he released a guttural, almost primal moan.

"Trouble, if I don't move now, I'm going to fucking blow my load right now and I don't want to leave you hanging like before. Is that ok?"

I gave a small whimper and nodded my head. At the motion, Gabriel pulled out slowly and snapped his hips forward. I jolted in surprise and the needy gasp that escaped at the bolt of pleasure was quickly swallowed by Luke as he began to fondle my aching breasts. Gabriel's firm grips on my hips tighten as he fell into a pace that curled my toes in pleasure, that magical friction between my thighs growing with each stroke. At a particularly loud shout of pleasure from me, I felt Luke twitch hard against my stomach. This brought my awareness back to Luke's lovely cock and I pushed Luke back a step. His lips were swollen and his eyes fully dilated, a look of confusion crossing his face.

Instead of answering, I gripped him at the base and bent over. This seemed to agree with Gabriel, for he picked up the pace and I loved how deep he was suddenly going. I popped Luke back into my mouth and began attacking it as he had once attacked my breasts. He tasted so incredibly good, the velvet steel of him in my mouth sliding easily in and out. Gabriel helped out in my endeavor, as every time he snapped forward, it pushed Luke deeper. My mouth was so wet and slippery that he fit easily inside. Pretty soon, I felt his tip hit the back of my throat and the reaction I feared never happened. Instead of gagging, my throat just opened up and let him in. Each moan from me wrenched a guttural groan from Luke, so I took to humming, which seemed to drive him wild.

Gabriel and Luke seemed to move in tandem with me. I felt like a spring was coiling ever tighter in my belly and any moment, it was going to violently snap. I felt one of Gabriel's hands release my hip from his bruising grip to reach between my dripping folds and find the hot button of ecstasy. One firm stroke, two and I was lost in the tsunami of euphoria that flooded my mind and rocked through my body. Gabriel tightened his grip on my hips as he snapped forward a few more times until he groaned low in his release. The hot spurt of salty, sweet musk bathed over my tongue and I had to swallow or risk chocking on the heady mixture.

My body felt fully boneless and if it wasn't for Gabriel's strong arms, I'm positive I would have collapsed. Before I could catch my breath fully, I felt Gabriel's hands trail down to the backs of my knees, only to lift me up and spread my thighs. The actions caught me by surprise and I felt as if I would pitch forward, but Luke was suddenly there, all male and ready for more. He had pulled a condom from somewhere and put it on in my daze and without a further word, he guided himself and entered me quickly. The heat of being sandwiched so tightly between the two of them was unbelievable and my head was spinning at the pleasure of Luke's intrusion. Gabriel's magical tongue trailed and sucked along my earlobes, my neck, and shoulders, biting and sucking intermittently.

My full weight was being carried by these incredibly strong boys, these perfect specimens of the male species and our pace was growing ever more frantic. I met Luke thrust for thrust and I lost all concepts of time and place. When I peaked for the third and final time that night, the world shattered into a million sparkling lights and I dropped off into a sea of pleasure. Minutes later, I came back to awareness to find myself cradled in Luke's arms, with both boys leaning in and concern etched across their painfully handsome features. I realized that I had been dressed in Luke's button up shirt sometime as I was passed out, which fell down to my lower thighs.

"Sang, sugar plum? Are you ok? Were we too rough?"

"Trouble, I'm so sorry! You're just so fucking sexy I lost my shit for a moment. Did we hurt you?"

At their concerned eyes, I felt myself tear up a little. They always thought of me first in everything. Before they could start panicking over the tear that slipped out of my eye, I leaned a hand up and cradled each of their faces.

"No, stop. It was perfect you guys. Absolutely perfect."

They beamed the largest smiles I had ever seen back at me. At my large yawn and drooping eyes, the boys lay down and wrapped their arms around me. I felt bone weary but so incredibly loved, safe, and satisfied in that moment between my two boys. As we were about to drift off, and idea popped into my head which made me giggle softly.

"What is it Trouble?"

"You know, we make a pretty delicious s'more together."

I drifted off into oblivion to the rich laughter of my boys.

The sudden brightness that flooded our previously dim surroundings jolted all three of us back to awareness. The shocked gasp and flustered mumbling above me made me lift my eyes in dread. Fortunately, or not depending on how you looked at it, the man standing in the doorway was a perfect stranger to me. He was very tall, had beautiful blue eyes, and short blond hair. A bright red flush spread across his features and he continued to stutter in absolute shock. Gabriel and Luke were fully awake at this point and didn't seem to care that they were as naked as the day they were born. They did, however, try to block me from the view of the stranger.

"Corey, what gives man? What is taking you so l-"

At this, a familiar form walked into sight and his mouth dropped open in shock. The last time I had seen him, Marc's mismatched eyes had been glazed on pain meds and I have a feeling he didn't remember me. A slow gleam of amusement entered his hypnotic eyes.

"Holy shit! Luke? Gabriel? What the hell are you doing naked in a closet?"

At this, a third male popped into my view and I felt my shock give way to instant and total mortification. The stranger had dark hair, a ring pierced through his lip and tattoos upon his very strong arms. A wicked grin began creeping across face and his curious eyes began scanning the three of us. There was no way that they couldn't figure out what we had been up to, what will the sex mussed hair, swollen lips, and obvious hickies we were all sporting. The last male let out a low whistle.

"Well, lookie here. Baby Gabe and Luke have been getting up to some naughty things with a pretty little bird. Kinky shit, too, by the look of it. I think you both became men last night. I'm so proud. Now I think I understand how the fuck the kitchen got like this."

"Shut the fuck up, Raven."

Gabriel growled at the third male and Luke just stared at the three intruders coldly. Corey seemed to be unsure of where to look and appeared as red as a tomato. He glanced between Luke and Gabriel, before landing on me. He turned away in obvious discomfort and I sent a silent prayer above that at least one of them was being a gentleman. Before my boys could get any more riled up, Uncle's calm and intimidating form entered the frame. In his hands, he held bundles of clothing. I recognized a pink dress in there for me and felt myself instantly forgive Uncle for locking us in last night.

"Hey! Get back to work cleaning up this mess. My idiot nephew and Gabe aside, there's a lady in there. Get your worthless hides out of here. You will not come back in here until I say so, am I understood?"

The authority in Uncle's tone wiped all traces of humor from Marc and Raven's faces and at least Marc appeared contrite. Corey was still turned away, so I couldn't see his features, but the tops of his ears and the back of his neck were still a bright red. The three older men nodded at Uncle and started walking out the kitchen, though Raven shot me one last wink before he disappeared.

"Well, I'm going to go out on a limb and say you all had a busy night. I don't want to know anything, understand? Here is what is going to happen. You are going to all get changed and you two boys are going to take Sang home. You are going to get cleaned up and then you are going to come right back here. You both owe me a double shift today for the mess you made yesterday. Do I make myself clear?"

The quiet authority in Uncle's voice made me wince. I also felt horrible that the boys were being punished and opened my mouth to protest when Gabriel and Luke both covered my mouth simultaneously.

"Crystal clear Uncle."

"We'll be back here in 30 minutes."

Uncle just gave one quick nod to us all and walked away. I dressed as quickly as possible and caught a glimpse of my reflection for the first time. My wavy dirty blond hair looked like it had survived a hurricane. It was sticking out in crazy directions and tangled completely. My mouth was very swollen and red from last night's activities. A flush still hovered over the apple of my cheeks and it looked like I had gone ten rounds with a bull. The bull had clearly won.

My muscles were forcing me to feel every part of last night's festivities and I felt like I was about to go into a coma out of desperate need for sleep. I felt myself nodding off as I stood and suddenly Luke's strong arms lifted me up. Gabriel chuckled lightly as he gently brushed my hair out of my face. I snuggled deeper into Luke's chest and I fell into an light doze.

"So fucking adorable. It just kills me how fucking cute she is without even trying."

"She is rather cute, isn't she? Doesn't seem like much of a bird though, she looks more like a aкрошечный котенок."

At the sound of Raven's voice, I felt Luke stiffen and a near silent growl rumbled under my cheek.

"Oy, shut the fuck up Raven. You say one more damn thing about Sang and I swear you will regret it."

"Shut the hell up, Raven. Sorry about this guys. We obviously didn't know you were in there, let alone with your bird. Sang, you said? We didn't see anything and I'll keep this animal on a leash. See you guys later."

"See that you do, Marc."

I didn't hear anything further as the soothing rocking of Luke's steps had me drifting fully off to sleep.

Sang had completely and totally passed out as Gabe and I brought her back home. It was a little after four in the morning and we changed her into pajamas and tucked her into bed with a kiss on each cheek. We then rushed through a quick change and hustled back to the diner. Gabriel had been charged with watching Sang last night, partly how we had escaped any panicked calls or texts over a missing Sang. I sent a prayer above that it had been Uncle to find us last night rather than North or Silas. Especially not North. He would have murdered me right then and there.

Despite the deep exhaustion in my muscles and the slight headache behind my temple, I couldn't be frustrated over having to work. I could put up with Raven's shit eating grin and lewd innuendos. I could handle the blatant curiosity in Marc's heterochromic eyes and the amused teasing throughout the day. I could handle Corey's subtle glances and red cheeks. I could handle Uncle's stern lecture and disappointed frown when he reprimanded Gabe and me. I could handle North's booming accusations about leaving the kitchen in a mess. I could handle having to work 16 hours back to back.

I could handle all of this because last night with Sang had been an honest to God fantasy come to life. Shit like that just doesn't happen to people like Gabe and I. But it had happened and it had been absolutely perfect. And when Uncle asked us later if we had made a decision over the new seasonal dessert, Gabe and I looked at each other and grinned widely.

"We decided on s'mores."