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Title: Oh my!
Author: Chaps
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Threesome Sheppard/McKay/Beckett
Warnings: Graphic content PWP
Disclaimer: The names of all characters contained here-in are the property of someone else. No Infringments of these copyrights are intended, and are used here without permission.
Part 3
“Someone’s coming,” hissed Sheppard.
Rodney tried to lean his body towards the hall ahead despite his grip on their heavy load. His arms suddenly felt as though they’d been ripped from their sockets and he turned sharply towards the source, ready to rant, “CARSON…what the hell do you think you are doing? You can’t just…” Forgetting momentarily the strain on his arms, he blinked, confused at not seeing the doctor where he should be, “Carson?”
His arms were once again jerked by a heavier load and he turned towards Sheppard only to see he was suddenly missing as well. Giving up his hold on their cargo, it toppled against the wall. The muffled oofs from the other side enlightened him on his missing friends. Glancing down the hall, he could hear the advancing footsteps getting much closer. Turning towards the wall in disgust he rolled his eyes and tilted his chin up, “Oh that is so very mature of both of you.”
Just then Ford appeared and frowned at the red-faced and sweaty scientist. “You talking to yourself again, Doc?”
Momentarily flustered, he glared at the young man, “Ah, a sense of humor. I almost missed it!”
“What you got there?” asked Ford, pointing at the large object leaning against the wall.
Rodney shook his head, annoyed, “What does it look like, Lieutenant?”
Ford smiled, “A bed.”
“Once again we have proof that higher education prevails,” sniped Rodney.
“You’re funny McKay, but what do you need with a bed that size?”
“Well if you must know…I’m trying to determine the kilograms per square inch required to convey a mass of 136 kilograms a distance of …”
Rodney watched in satisfaction as Ford started to inch his way down the hall.
“Um…uh…’cuse me Doc, but I have to be goin’.”
Waving him aside, Rodney smirked, “Yes, yes…by all means. You are probably missing circle time with your playmates.”
As his footsteps receded, Carson and John came out from their hiding place. Carson looked down the hall to see Ford retreating and stared back at Rodney, “What was that you was spouting at the poor lad, it made no sense?”
Sheppard laughed, “Rodney starts talking numbers and Ford’s eyes kinda glaze over. He can’t get away fast enough.”
Rodney smiled thinly then remembered being left to fend for himself. “Well gentlemen, since I was left to deal with that on my own, I think it is only fair that you deal with this on your own.” Looking down at his sweaty and stinky shirt, he grunted, “Besides, I could use a shower.”
“Aw come on now Rodney. We’re almost there. Ya canna be leavin’ us now,” whined Carson, in no way looking forward to hauling the big bed without a third set of hands. Looking frantically at John, Carson begged with big blue eyes, mouthing ‘Do something!’
John shrugged and held his hands out, silently asking Carson, ‘what’. As Rodney started to walk past Sheppard, Carson motioned for him to follow and bring back the wayward scientist. Thinking quickly, John grabbed for Rodney, spinning him around to where he was slammed face first into the mattress.
The air expelled from Rodney’s lungs. Opening his mouth desperate for air, he sucked in a large breath when a hand slipped between him and the mattress, unerringly grabbing for his dick. John growled seductively in his ear as he pinned him to the mattress, “How badly do you want to use this mattress tonight, Rodney?”
He let him go and calmly walked back to his place. Leaning down to get a good grip on the mattress, he teased Rodney, who was still leaning heavily into the bed. “You gonna grab that McKay or just drool on it?”
Carson laughed and picked up his end while John did the same and they watched the mattress slide along Rodney’s oversensitive parts making him jump back. Hunching over slightly from the hard-on in his pants, he snarled at the two of them, “Like I’m supposed to be able to walk now. Excellent plan, Major!” He rearranged himself and reluctantly leaned down to grip the mattress.
“Quit whining. It’s only a little further,” sniped John, his own dick suddenly thinking on all the possibilities. They all got quiet and hurried with their burden through the hallway, hoping not to run into anyone else along the way. They’d purposely waited until the wee hours of the morning to execute the move thinking it would be easier than answering any unwanted questions. They hadn’t planned on running into Ford. Thankfully the Lieutenant was clueless and wouldn’t think about the implications of McKay moving a bed as the sun was coming up.
After much struggling and more than one sharp word and bruised body part, they managed to get the bed into the new and much closer room. Rodney watched the two of them collapse on the bed and shook his head, “Exercise is sweaty and overrated. I’m going to get a shower.”
John’s and Carson’s heads both popped up off the bed as they watched Rodney walk to the bathroom, closing the door behind him. Casting Carson an evil grin, John nodded toward the bathroom door, “Let’s join him.”
“Aye.” The both rolled off the bed and hurried to the door, stopping to listen. Ears pressed to the door they waited for the sound of water. Frustrated when it took too long, John grabbed for Carson and began undressing the man. “A might impatient, are we?”
“I’m an efficient military man. Why waste time later?”
“Good point, Major.” Carson began peeling off his own clothes while John did the same. It was times like this that Ancient technology was a nuisance. It made sneaking into a room impossible. There only hope was the running water would mask the sound of the door opening. Moving quietly to the shower they both stared at Rodney as he ran the soapy cloth over his body. The few months out in the field had toned up the scientist and they both swallowed at the sight he was presenting them.
His head thrown back, he ran the cloth up and down his chest then dropped lower to caress himself.
Rodney was so absorbed in his own pleasure he startled when two sets of hands began roaming over his chest and back. Opening his eyes he found the major in front of him, staring at him with a look he’d never seen before. He couldn’t take his eyes off the man and watched as John leaned in brushing his lips hesitantly. Rodney’s breath hitched and he stared at John in wonder when he pulled away.
They looked at each other, both breathing a little heavier. This wasn’t something they’d done before. This wasn’t buddy fucking when kissing was involved. Rodney unconsciously licked his lips, anxious for more of a taste and John’s eyes grew darker. Rodney was grateful for Carson’s support when John practically dove into his mouth with his tongue, forcing him back. Carson’s hands were roaming over Rodney’s chest and abdomen unmercifully while John battled tongues in his mouth. When Carson moaned and started nibbling on his neck, Rodney thought he might come right then.
This part of sex wasn’t something Rodney had much experience in. As much as he loved sex, it seldom involved anything more than fucking and he was melting under their kisses. His breath was coming in gasps and he had to pull his head away from John or risk passing out from asphyxiation. Looking at the major in both shock and bewilderment, his eyes begged the question. Leaning in, John planted several kisses along his jawline until he reached his ear, “Do you know how hot you look all wet and excited?”
Rodney could only moan as John stuck his tongue in his ear. Carson was suddenly whispering in his other ear as his fingers dipped to the crack in his ass, “How ‘bout it, Luv?”
Squeaking seemed inappropriate at the moment but Rodney did just that as he nodded vigorously. Both men resumed their kisses and Rodney was grateful that one of them seemed to be holding him up at all times. His body trembled with a newfound desire and thoughts whirled around in his brain, failing to find a fixed point to focus on. All he felt was hands and lips on what seemed like every part of his body. When Carson finally entered him with a finger, Rodney screamed and came all over himself and the major.
The next thing he knew he was dried off and lying in bed between Carson and John.
Looking up at them, as the hovered over him, he asked, “What happened?”
The major smiled and cocked an eyebrow, “You fainted.”
“Oh please, let’s not start that!” Rodney sighed, throwing his arm over his eyes to hide his embarrassment.
John leaned over and kissed him, and Rodney’s hand clamped to the back of his neck pulling him closer as he deepened the kiss. Like everything Rodney did, he gave it his complete attention and John had no choice but to finally pull away, breathless and looking rather flushed. “Geez Rodney…you don’t do anything by halves.”
Blushing, Rodney stared at him intensely and pulling him back down, crushed his lips to John’s again. Carson watched Rodney’s hands slipping through John’s hair trying to grab and caress at the same time. It was so hot to see him this excited and Carson pushed his way in on the twosome, kissing and nibbling at Rodney’s chest until he was squirming under John. Rodney’s actions suddenly turned more frantic and his hands reached out for the sheets as his back arched off the bed. Turning his head away from John’s he gasped loudly, his eyes wide as his muscles tensed. His head went back and he grunted with his release, “AW…AWW….AWWWW!! John and Carson continued to kiss him wherever their lips could reach as Rodney convulsed beneath them.
Slumping to the bed, he begged in a whimper, “Oh …. stopppp!! I… can’t….breath!” Both men were still sporting achingly hard erections and Rodney’s pleas fell on deaf ears. With more strength than they thought possible, Rodney sat up, pushing them both off of him. He sat panting for air, “Give…me…a…minute!”
“You never needed a minute before,” muttered John, still nuzzling Rodney’s neck. Trying to lean away from John’s busy mouth, he paused and ducked his head into his heaving chest.
Carson, who sat at his side, was trying to suck his brains out his ear and leaning away from John only encouraged him, “Please….STOP!!” Afraid he would hyperventilate, Rodney scrambled to the far end of the bed his chest heaving as he inhaled sharply. Both men stared at him, sudden concern flashing on their faces.
Inching closer, Carson spoke softly to him, “What is it Rodney?” John eased closer, dropping a hand on Rodney’s knee but keeping silent.
Rodney shook his head, not wanting to talk at the moment. His emotions were all over the place and he was feeling slightly overwhelmed by the sudden change in the two men that he’d previously only thought of as fuck buddies. The intensity of his last two orgasms was both incredible and frightening. He was having a hard time getting his head around the feelings coursing through him.
“Rodney, ya need ta talk or we canna help ya,” said Carson, worry etching his face as he spoke.
His hands moving nervously as he spoke, Rodney stared past the two men, “This wasn’t supposed to happen.”
Carson frowned, “What, luv?”
Pointing at him, Rodney blurted, “That!!”
John rubbed Rodney’s thigh, “What that? What are you talking about?”
Rodney batted his hand away, “That!”
Confused, John questioned, “What, you don’t want me touching you all of a sudden?”
“Yes…no…I don’t know!” Rodney dropped his head to his chest, his voice a mere whisper when he spoke again, “You don’t have to play games with me to get in my pants.”
Carson’s face fell as he uttered in disbelief, “Oh dear, is that what ya think, Rodney?”
Lifting his head, his confusion evident, Rodney asked tentatively, not daring to hope otherwise, “Well, isn’t it?”
Shaking his head, John smiled at him, “For a genius, you can be pretty dense sometimes.”
“Well excuse me for not catching on sooner!” Rodney huffed indignantly, crossing his arms on his chest and glaring at them, trying to maintain his composure.
Quicker than Rodney could stop him, John grabbed his ankles and yanking hard, pulled him until he was flat on his back. In the next instant, John had him pinned to the bed and was practically nose to nose with him. John spoke very softly as he bent closer, brushing Rodney’s lips as he whispered, “This isn’t a game, Rodney. We love you.”
Rodney swallowed hard at the confession and his eyes shifted to Carson for some sort of confirmation. Carson nodded and leaned down to kiss him when John sat up, still straddling his waist. “Ya may drive us crazy, but that’s a part of what makes ya so special.”
John couldn’t help himself and added with a cheeky grin, “That and you are really hot in bed. Which I might add is going to waste at the moment?”
“And you call me a slut!” replied Rodney, unable to stop the growing hardness under John’s ass. He was grateful for the change of subject, uncomfortable with discussing this new ‘relationship’. It warmed him inside to know that they thought of him as more than a fuckbuddy but it was going to take him more time to get used to the idea. For now he could show them and maybe that would be enough.
Carson laughed at their banter, glad for the lighter moment, “Well I hate ta say it Rodney, but you are pretty willin’.”
Rodney rolled his eyes, “Oh that is so rich coming from the two of you. Like you’ve ever turned me down.” Feeling the hardness under him, John wiggled to tease the scientist. Grabbing John’s hips, Rodney held him still, “Would you stop that or I’m going to come again.”
John flashed a mischievous grin as he reached for his own hardening shaft. “So?”
“What is it with making me come all the time?” His hips arched into John’s ass despite his verbal protests.
Reaching out, Carson let his fingers graze one of Rodney’s nipples and he and John smiled when Rodney arched into the touch, shuttering at the same time his mouth opened with a satisfied moan. Leaning over to kiss him, Carson whispered first, “That’s why, luv. Ya react so nicely ta everythin’ we do.”
Rodney looked at him, his blue eyes dark with desire and he rasped, “Keep doing!”
Carson covered his mouth with his own and John began a slow easy rocking motion over Rodney’s groin until they had him desperate for release. When Carson finally pulled back enough to let him breath, Rodney gasped “Need…someone in…me!”
Dropping down onto his arms, John pressed himself closer to Rodney and instantly found himself in a bear grip as the scientist used the added contact to arch against. His fingers dug into John’s back as his ass shot off the bed and in the next instant there was a warmness coating their stomachs. The added slipperiness was enough to send John over the edge and he came hard, biting Rodney’s shoulder to stifle his shout of pleasure.
Giving him only a minute to catch his breath, Rodney tightened his hold on John and rolled them both over. Lying atop him trying to support some of his weight on his elbows, Rodney dropped light kisses on his cheeks and brow, sucking at the saltiness as he went. Moving behind them, his dick throbbing unmercifully for some relief, Carson easily spread their entangled legs apart and slipped between them.
With only his precum for lubrication, Carson took it slow, stopping as soon as the crown of his weeping head broke through the tight barrier. Rodney tensed and buried his head in John’s chest trying to breathe through the pain, knowing it would ease soon enough. Carson waited, his muscles trembling with the need to move but allowing Rodney time to adjust. John rubbed small circles over the scientist’s back, muttering soft reassurances, “Relax and let him in.”
A deep breath later and Carson felt the muscles squeezing his dick loosen and he slipped in another inch. Rodney bucked at the added length, moaning as Carson pushed in farther. Holding him tightly to his chest, John could practically feel what Rodney was experiencing. The man held nothing back, and his moans of delight sent sparks to his softened flesh making it twitch despite his recent release. Rodney sank to John’s chest, his ass in the air and simple enjoyed the slow pace that Carson was setting. Every stroke seemed to target Rodney’s prostate and he would whimper. When John couldn’t stand it any more, he tried wiggling out from under Rodney, only to be stopped short by the firm hold on his hips.
His semi-hard flesh was even with Rodney’s head and John flushed at the thought of what it would be like in his mouth. He wasn’t even aware he nodded when Rodney asked, “Let me taste you,” his blue eyes practically begging for the chance.
*************
This wasn’t in her plans for the day and she was slightly miffed that she couldn’t locate her three senior staff members for the morning meeting. After some asking around, Ford mentioned he’d seen Dr. McKay down a couple levels in the area of the new quarters. Maybe he was staking one out for himself. They were much bigger than the previous ones found and some were downright spacious. Since none of them were answering their radios she figured they were together. Usually that meant they were doing something they shouldn’t be, three wrongs did not make a right. If she could intercede it would be her best chance to find them all at once, saving herself individual lectures on being punctual.
With Grodin’s help she managed to locate them on the sensors. Three dots indeed showed up in the new quarters and since they were all in one room she could only assume they’d been doing reconnaissance for better rooms. Not bothering to knock, she used her command code to enter, thankful for the scientist’s foresight to preprogram Atlantis’s system for those without the gene.
Stepping inside the room she stopped, her eyes wide at the sight in front of her. Everything seemed to go in slow motion from that point on and Elizabeth’s mouth dropped open, but no words came out. Rodney must have spotted her first, because he sucked in a sharp breath, or at least she thought he did. It was hard to really tell, because he had Major Sheppard’s dick buried all the way down his throat. He hadn’t spotted her yet and Rodney’s sudden intake of air must have been the final straw judging by the Major’s flailing. In the next instant, Rodney was trying to pull away and John was shouting, “OH GOD RODNEY, I’M COMING!!! DON’T STOP!
It was too late to stop and John was indeed coming…all over Rodney’s face. It must have been too much for the poor man, because his eyes rolled back in his head and his whole body seemed to spasm as stream after stream coated his face. She watched, unable to move as it all unfolded before her. Carson cried out as Rodney convulsed beneath him, “NOT NOW!!!” Doctor Beckett had seen her out of the corner of his eye and was trying to disengage himself, but Rodney’s climax was too much for the good doctor. With only a couple of hard thrusts, he pounded into the scientist’s ass as hard as he could. Muttering words only he could understand, he jerked uncontrollably in the wake of the others.
They slumped on the bead in a heap and it was enough to shake Elizabeth out of her shock. She backed out of the room, not quite able to tear her eyes from the sight. Once in the hall she numbly reached up and shut the door. She stood for several moments staring at the door, before shaking her head.
Turning down the hall, she fanned her face trying to cool the heat she was sure was making her blush and sighed to herself, “Oh my!”
END
Author: Chaps
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Threesome Sheppard/McKay/Beckett
Warnings: Graphic content PWP
Disclaimer: The names of all characters contained here-in are the property of someone else. No Infringments of these copyrights are intended, and are used here without permission.
Part 3
“Someone’s coming,” hissed Sheppard.
Rodney tried to lean his body towards the hall ahead despite his grip on their heavy load. His arms suddenly felt as though they’d been ripped from their sockets and he turned sharply towards the source, ready to rant, “CARSON…what the hell do you think you are doing? You can’t just…” Forgetting momentarily the strain on his arms, he blinked, confused at not seeing the doctor where he should be, “Carson?”
His arms were once again jerked by a heavier load and he turned towards Sheppard only to see he was suddenly missing as well. Giving up his hold on their cargo, it toppled against the wall. The muffled oofs from the other side enlightened him on his missing friends. Glancing down the hall, he could hear the advancing footsteps getting much closer. Turning towards the wall in disgust he rolled his eyes and tilted his chin up, “Oh that is so very mature of both of you.”
Just then Ford appeared and frowned at the red-faced and sweaty scientist. “You talking to yourself again, Doc?”
Momentarily flustered, he glared at the young man, “Ah, a sense of humor. I almost missed it!”
“What you got there?” asked Ford, pointing at the large object leaning against the wall.
Rodney shook his head, annoyed, “What does it look like, Lieutenant?”
Ford smiled, “A bed.”
“Once again we have proof that higher education prevails,” sniped Rodney.
“You’re funny McKay, but what do you need with a bed that size?”
“Well if you must know…I’m trying to determine the kilograms per square inch required to convey a mass of 136 kilograms a distance of …”
Rodney watched in satisfaction as Ford started to inch his way down the hall.
“Um…uh…’cuse me Doc, but I have to be goin’.”
Waving him aside, Rodney smirked, “Yes, yes…by all means. You are probably missing circle time with your playmates.”
As his footsteps receded, Carson and John came out from their hiding place. Carson looked down the hall to see Ford retreating and stared back at Rodney, “What was that you was spouting at the poor lad, it made no sense?”
Sheppard laughed, “Rodney starts talking numbers and Ford’s eyes kinda glaze over. He can’t get away fast enough.”
Rodney smiled thinly then remembered being left to fend for himself. “Well gentlemen, since I was left to deal with that on my own, I think it is only fair that you deal with this on your own.” Looking down at his sweaty and stinky shirt, he grunted, “Besides, I could use a shower.”
“Aw come on now Rodney. We’re almost there. Ya canna be leavin’ us now,” whined Carson, in no way looking forward to hauling the big bed without a third set of hands. Looking frantically at John, Carson begged with big blue eyes, mouthing ‘Do something!’
John shrugged and held his hands out, silently asking Carson, ‘what’. As Rodney started to walk past Sheppard, Carson motioned for him to follow and bring back the wayward scientist. Thinking quickly, John grabbed for Rodney, spinning him around to where he was slammed face first into the mattress.
The air expelled from Rodney’s lungs. Opening his mouth desperate for air, he sucked in a large breath when a hand slipped between him and the mattress, unerringly grabbing for his dick. John growled seductively in his ear as he pinned him to the mattress, “How badly do you want to use this mattress tonight, Rodney?”
He let him go and calmly walked back to his place. Leaning down to get a good grip on the mattress, he teased Rodney, who was still leaning heavily into the bed. “You gonna grab that McKay or just drool on it?”
Carson laughed and picked up his end while John did the same and they watched the mattress slide along Rodney’s oversensitive parts making him jump back. Hunching over slightly from the hard-on in his pants, he snarled at the two of them, “Like I’m supposed to be able to walk now. Excellent plan, Major!” He rearranged himself and reluctantly leaned down to grip the mattress.
“Quit whining. It’s only a little further,” sniped John, his own dick suddenly thinking on all the possibilities. They all got quiet and hurried with their burden through the hallway, hoping not to run into anyone else along the way. They’d purposely waited until the wee hours of the morning to execute the move thinking it would be easier than answering any unwanted questions. They hadn’t planned on running into Ford. Thankfully the Lieutenant was clueless and wouldn’t think about the implications of McKay moving a bed as the sun was coming up.
After much struggling and more than one sharp word and bruised body part, they managed to get the bed into the new and much closer room. Rodney watched the two of them collapse on the bed and shook his head, “Exercise is sweaty and overrated. I’m going to get a shower.”
John’s and Carson’s heads both popped up off the bed as they watched Rodney walk to the bathroom, closing the door behind him. Casting Carson an evil grin, John nodded toward the bathroom door, “Let’s join him.”
“Aye.” The both rolled off the bed and hurried to the door, stopping to listen. Ears pressed to the door they waited for the sound of water. Frustrated when it took too long, John grabbed for Carson and began undressing the man. “A might impatient, are we?”
“I’m an efficient military man. Why waste time later?”
“Good point, Major.” Carson began peeling off his own clothes while John did the same. It was times like this that Ancient technology was a nuisance. It made sneaking into a room impossible. There only hope was the running water would mask the sound of the door opening. Moving quietly to the shower they both stared at Rodney as he ran the soapy cloth over his body. The few months out in the field had toned up the scientist and they both swallowed at the sight he was presenting them.
His head thrown back, he ran the cloth up and down his chest then dropped lower to caress himself.
Rodney was so absorbed in his own pleasure he startled when two sets of hands began roaming over his chest and back. Opening his eyes he found the major in front of him, staring at him with a look he’d never seen before. He couldn’t take his eyes off the man and watched as John leaned in brushing his lips hesitantly. Rodney’s breath hitched and he stared at John in wonder when he pulled away.
They looked at each other, both breathing a little heavier. This wasn’t something they’d done before. This wasn’t buddy fucking when kissing was involved. Rodney unconsciously licked his lips, anxious for more of a taste and John’s eyes grew darker. Rodney was grateful for Carson’s support when John practically dove into his mouth with his tongue, forcing him back. Carson’s hands were roaming over Rodney’s chest and abdomen unmercifully while John battled tongues in his mouth. When Carson moaned and started nibbling on his neck, Rodney thought he might come right then.
This part of sex wasn’t something Rodney had much experience in. As much as he loved sex, it seldom involved anything more than fucking and he was melting under their kisses. His breath was coming in gasps and he had to pull his head away from John or risk passing out from asphyxiation. Looking at the major in both shock and bewilderment, his eyes begged the question. Leaning in, John planted several kisses along his jawline until he reached his ear, “Do you know how hot you look all wet and excited?”
Rodney could only moan as John stuck his tongue in his ear. Carson was suddenly whispering in his other ear as his fingers dipped to the crack in his ass, “How ‘bout it, Luv?”
Squeaking seemed inappropriate at the moment but Rodney did just that as he nodded vigorously. Both men resumed their kisses and Rodney was grateful that one of them seemed to be holding him up at all times. His body trembled with a newfound desire and thoughts whirled around in his brain, failing to find a fixed point to focus on. All he felt was hands and lips on what seemed like every part of his body. When Carson finally entered him with a finger, Rodney screamed and came all over himself and the major.
The next thing he knew he was dried off and lying in bed between Carson and John.
Looking up at them, as the hovered over him, he asked, “What happened?”
The major smiled and cocked an eyebrow, “You fainted.”
“Oh please, let’s not start that!” Rodney sighed, throwing his arm over his eyes to hide his embarrassment.
John leaned over and kissed him, and Rodney’s hand clamped to the back of his neck pulling him closer as he deepened the kiss. Like everything Rodney did, he gave it his complete attention and John had no choice but to finally pull away, breathless and looking rather flushed. “Geez Rodney…you don’t do anything by halves.”
Blushing, Rodney stared at him intensely and pulling him back down, crushed his lips to John’s again. Carson watched Rodney’s hands slipping through John’s hair trying to grab and caress at the same time. It was so hot to see him this excited and Carson pushed his way in on the twosome, kissing and nibbling at Rodney’s chest until he was squirming under John. Rodney’s actions suddenly turned more frantic and his hands reached out for the sheets as his back arched off the bed. Turning his head away from John’s he gasped loudly, his eyes wide as his muscles tensed. His head went back and he grunted with his release, “AW…AWW….AWWWW!! John and Carson continued to kiss him wherever their lips could reach as Rodney convulsed beneath them.
Slumping to the bed, he begged in a whimper, “Oh …. stopppp!! I… can’t….breath!” Both men were still sporting achingly hard erections and Rodney’s pleas fell on deaf ears. With more strength than they thought possible, Rodney sat up, pushing them both off of him. He sat panting for air, “Give…me…a…minute!”
“You never needed a minute before,” muttered John, still nuzzling Rodney’s neck. Trying to lean away from John’s busy mouth, he paused and ducked his head into his heaving chest.
Carson, who sat at his side, was trying to suck his brains out his ear and leaning away from John only encouraged him, “Please….STOP!!” Afraid he would hyperventilate, Rodney scrambled to the far end of the bed his chest heaving as he inhaled sharply. Both men stared at him, sudden concern flashing on their faces.
Inching closer, Carson spoke softly to him, “What is it Rodney?” John eased closer, dropping a hand on Rodney’s knee but keeping silent.
Rodney shook his head, not wanting to talk at the moment. His emotions were all over the place and he was feeling slightly overwhelmed by the sudden change in the two men that he’d previously only thought of as fuck buddies. The intensity of his last two orgasms was both incredible and frightening. He was having a hard time getting his head around the feelings coursing through him.
“Rodney, ya need ta talk or we canna help ya,” said Carson, worry etching his face as he spoke.
His hands moving nervously as he spoke, Rodney stared past the two men, “This wasn’t supposed to happen.”
Carson frowned, “What, luv?”
Pointing at him, Rodney blurted, “That!!”
John rubbed Rodney’s thigh, “What that? What are you talking about?”
Rodney batted his hand away, “That!”
Confused, John questioned, “What, you don’t want me touching you all of a sudden?”
“Yes…no…I don’t know!” Rodney dropped his head to his chest, his voice a mere whisper when he spoke again, “You don’t have to play games with me to get in my pants.”
Carson’s face fell as he uttered in disbelief, “Oh dear, is that what ya think, Rodney?”
Lifting his head, his confusion evident, Rodney asked tentatively, not daring to hope otherwise, “Well, isn’t it?”
Shaking his head, John smiled at him, “For a genius, you can be pretty dense sometimes.”
“Well excuse me for not catching on sooner!” Rodney huffed indignantly, crossing his arms on his chest and glaring at them, trying to maintain his composure.
Quicker than Rodney could stop him, John grabbed his ankles and yanking hard, pulled him until he was flat on his back. In the next instant, John had him pinned to the bed and was practically nose to nose with him. John spoke very softly as he bent closer, brushing Rodney’s lips as he whispered, “This isn’t a game, Rodney. We love you.”
Rodney swallowed hard at the confession and his eyes shifted to Carson for some sort of confirmation. Carson nodded and leaned down to kiss him when John sat up, still straddling his waist. “Ya may drive us crazy, but that’s a part of what makes ya so special.”
John couldn’t help himself and added with a cheeky grin, “That and you are really hot in bed. Which I might add is going to waste at the moment?”
“And you call me a slut!” replied Rodney, unable to stop the growing hardness under John’s ass. He was grateful for the change of subject, uncomfortable with discussing this new ‘relationship’. It warmed him inside to know that they thought of him as more than a fuckbuddy but it was going to take him more time to get used to the idea. For now he could show them and maybe that would be enough.
Carson laughed at their banter, glad for the lighter moment, “Well I hate ta say it Rodney, but you are pretty willin’.”
Rodney rolled his eyes, “Oh that is so rich coming from the two of you. Like you’ve ever turned me down.” Feeling the hardness under him, John wiggled to tease the scientist. Grabbing John’s hips, Rodney held him still, “Would you stop that or I’m going to come again.”
John flashed a mischievous grin as he reached for his own hardening shaft. “So?”
“What is it with making me come all the time?” His hips arched into John’s ass despite his verbal protests.
Reaching out, Carson let his fingers graze one of Rodney’s nipples and he and John smiled when Rodney arched into the touch, shuttering at the same time his mouth opened with a satisfied moan. Leaning over to kiss him, Carson whispered first, “That’s why, luv. Ya react so nicely ta everythin’ we do.”
Rodney looked at him, his blue eyes dark with desire and he rasped, “Keep doing!”
Carson covered his mouth with his own and John began a slow easy rocking motion over Rodney’s groin until they had him desperate for release. When Carson finally pulled back enough to let him breath, Rodney gasped “Need…someone in…me!”
Dropping down onto his arms, John pressed himself closer to Rodney and instantly found himself in a bear grip as the scientist used the added contact to arch against. His fingers dug into John’s back as his ass shot off the bed and in the next instant there was a warmness coating their stomachs. The added slipperiness was enough to send John over the edge and he came hard, biting Rodney’s shoulder to stifle his shout of pleasure.
Giving him only a minute to catch his breath, Rodney tightened his hold on John and rolled them both over. Lying atop him trying to support some of his weight on his elbows, Rodney dropped light kisses on his cheeks and brow, sucking at the saltiness as he went. Moving behind them, his dick throbbing unmercifully for some relief, Carson easily spread their entangled legs apart and slipped between them.
With only his precum for lubrication, Carson took it slow, stopping as soon as the crown of his weeping head broke through the tight barrier. Rodney tensed and buried his head in John’s chest trying to breathe through the pain, knowing it would ease soon enough. Carson waited, his muscles trembling with the need to move but allowing Rodney time to adjust. John rubbed small circles over the scientist’s back, muttering soft reassurances, “Relax and let him in.”
A deep breath later and Carson felt the muscles squeezing his dick loosen and he slipped in another inch. Rodney bucked at the added length, moaning as Carson pushed in farther. Holding him tightly to his chest, John could practically feel what Rodney was experiencing. The man held nothing back, and his moans of delight sent sparks to his softened flesh making it twitch despite his recent release. Rodney sank to John’s chest, his ass in the air and simple enjoyed the slow pace that Carson was setting. Every stroke seemed to target Rodney’s prostate and he would whimper. When John couldn’t stand it any more, he tried wiggling out from under Rodney, only to be stopped short by the firm hold on his hips.
His semi-hard flesh was even with Rodney’s head and John flushed at the thought of what it would be like in his mouth. He wasn’t even aware he nodded when Rodney asked, “Let me taste you,” his blue eyes practically begging for the chance.
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This wasn’t in her plans for the day and she was slightly miffed that she couldn’t locate her three senior staff members for the morning meeting. After some asking around, Ford mentioned he’d seen Dr. McKay down a couple levels in the area of the new quarters. Maybe he was staking one out for himself. They were much bigger than the previous ones found and some were downright spacious. Since none of them were answering their radios she figured they were together. Usually that meant they were doing something they shouldn’t be, three wrongs did not make a right. If she could intercede it would be her best chance to find them all at once, saving herself individual lectures on being punctual.
With Grodin’s help she managed to locate them on the sensors. Three dots indeed showed up in the new quarters and since they were all in one room she could only assume they’d been doing reconnaissance for better rooms. Not bothering to knock, she used her command code to enter, thankful for the scientist’s foresight to preprogram Atlantis’s system for those without the gene.
Stepping inside the room she stopped, her eyes wide at the sight in front of her. Everything seemed to go in slow motion from that point on and Elizabeth’s mouth dropped open, but no words came out. Rodney must have spotted her first, because he sucked in a sharp breath, or at least she thought he did. It was hard to really tell, because he had Major Sheppard’s dick buried all the way down his throat. He hadn’t spotted her yet and Rodney’s sudden intake of air must have been the final straw judging by the Major’s flailing. In the next instant, Rodney was trying to pull away and John was shouting, “OH GOD RODNEY, I’M COMING!!! DON’T STOP!
It was too late to stop and John was indeed coming…all over Rodney’s face. It must have been too much for the poor man, because his eyes rolled back in his head and his whole body seemed to spasm as stream after stream coated his face. She watched, unable to move as it all unfolded before her. Carson cried out as Rodney convulsed beneath him, “NOT NOW!!!” Doctor Beckett had seen her out of the corner of his eye and was trying to disengage himself, but Rodney’s climax was too much for the good doctor. With only a couple of hard thrusts, he pounded into the scientist’s ass as hard as he could. Muttering words only he could understand, he jerked uncontrollably in the wake of the others.
They slumped on the bead in a heap and it was enough to shake Elizabeth out of her shock. She backed out of the room, not quite able to tear her eyes from the sight. Once in the hall she numbly reached up and shut the door. She stood for several moments staring at the door, before shaking her head.
Turning down the hall, she fanned her face trying to cool the heat she was sure was making her blush and sighed to herself, “Oh my!”
END