Winner - Round 5
Title: Lovers
Author: Lindsay
Category: AU M/L/N
Rating: Heavy ADULT
Disclaimer: The characters of Max and Liz belong to The WB, Melinda Metz, and UPN. However, Nick Gannon is all mine.
Summary: Things heat up between three friends...
Author's Note: If you haven't read my fics Not So Little or Good Things Come to Those Who Wait, then you're going to be in the dark about who Nick Gannon is. So to simplify, I'm going to state that he is an original character of mine. This story has nothing to do with NSL or GTC, in fact it's a complete AU stand-alone fic, all for fun. My good friend Jess aKa StardustDreamer begged me to write a M/L/N piece, and because I love her soo much, I obeyed.
So nothing that happens here has anything to do with the series itself. It's just plain smutty fun. Also, there is male/male sex in this, so if that isn't your thing... you might want to move on. Although, this IS the slash board, too, so... I'll just shut up and post the damn thing, how's that? 
<center>Dedicated to Jessica, who wanted to see some M/L/N action. Hope this gives you some much needed relief!
Much love, friend of mine.</center><center>Up For the Challenge - Nick POV</center>
“You taste so good, baby…”
Liz moans lightly as Max trails his tongue down her neck, coming dangerously close to her breasts. She reaches a hand up and pulls him closer as his lips close over one ripe nipple.
God, they’re beautiful together. I’ve always thought so. Both dark and dusky… so different from my own fair features.
I watch as he gently pushes her legs apart, settling himself between her silky thighs. I lick my lips, mirroring his actions as he bends his head to lave her slit. I close my eyes and can practically taste the salty-sweet muskiness.
I move my hand to my lap, pressing hard against my aching cock as he continues to eat her, listening to their mingled moans and sighs.
Maybe I should feel like a voyeur… and I would, if at that moment he didn’t lift his eyes to mine. There’s no accusation in the amber depths, simply a knowing welcome that sends the remaining blood in my body southward.
Without stopping his erotic ministrations, he beckons me forward, keeping his eyes trained on mine. I take a deep breath, wondering if I truly want to ruin the fantasy by making it a reality.
“Mm… Max… don’t stop…” she whimpers, shifting on the bed and drawing my attention to her nipples. Her swollen, velvety nipples. Before I even realize my actions, I find myself on my knees next to her bed, gazing at her breasts hungrily.
Catching Max’s eyes, he nods his assent and I brush a kiss over one budding peak. She gasps, arching her back as Max drives his tongue deep within her pussy. Her eyes fly open and she stares at me in shock. “Oh, my God!”
“You’re so beautiful,” I murmur, unable to keep from drawing my tongue across her again. “Mm… baby, you taste incredible.”
“Nick…” she trails off and her eyes darken as she eyes the erection that I’m sure is threatening to burst from my shorts. “Wow.” She sends me a sultry, teasing smile that has me swallowing.
I’ve known this woman since we were children, and a part of me has always wanted her. I’m not in love with her, like I know Max is. But I’ve spent more than one hot, restless night fucking her senseless in my dreams.
Those dreams look closer to coming true as the minutes go by…
I glance at Max, still slightly amazed he’s allowing me within this bond of their relationship. He simply stares back at me, and I feel a shocking bolt of lust as he stands, my eyes falling to his jutting cock.
“It’s ok,” he says, and I’m not sure if he’s speaking to me or Liz, but his deep voice resonates with a soothing quality that seduces even as it relaxes. “She’s wanted this for a long time.”
His words penetrate my lust-filled thoughts, and I turn to Liz in surprise, catching her nod of assent. “You… you have?” I ask, looking between them both.
“It’s a fantasy,” she answers, glancing at her boyfriend with a secret, intimate smile. “I’ve always dreamed of being with two gorgeous men at the same time. At least once.”
“What do you say, Nick?” Max rumbles, eyeing me intently, his amber eyes heavy-lidded. “You up to helping me please my girlfriend? She wants two strong cocks, and I intend to give her what she wants.”
Christ.
“Yeah,” I manage, hoping my voice didn’t catch due to my awesome anticipation. “Yeah, I think I’m… up for the challenge.”
“You certainly are,” Liz purrs, and my eyes nearly cross when she reaches out and closes over my erection through my shorts. “Hmm… is that for me?”
“Lay back, baby,” Max says. “You want this, you’ll have to let Nick and I have control.”
Again, my mind is reeling as the information that not only am I going to be able to fuck her, but that she has to do whatever I ask seeps into my mind. “Fuck…” I groan with glee.
“Not yet,” Max grins, and drops back to his position of licking her dripping cunt. His lips a breath away from her flesh, he says, “Go ahead.”
With that green light, I find myself at odds of what I want to do.
I can hear Max nibbling her pussy, small rumbles of satisfaction pouring from his throat every time she gasps. I need to get in on this. I reach out and pinch one of her nipples between my fingers, tweaking the point until she cries out.
“Ooh… yess,” she moans, working her hips as Max and I work her. Unable to resist, I bend and take her nipple between my lips, suckling her strongly. Her hand tangles in my hair, sending blonde locks into my eyes. Through half-closed eyes I see her other hand buried in Max’s dark mane. “Oh, God… that feels so good…”
Sweat beads across my flesh, and I pull back in order to yank my shirt over my head. Her eyes widen at the sight of my skin, and she purrs in pleasure. “You two are so incredibly hot,” she murmurs, tracing the ridge of my stomach with her fingers, following the thin sprinkling of golden hair that disappears beneath my shorts. She raises hot eyes to mine. “Aren’t you feeling overdressed?”
I’m standing there in a pair of olive cargo shorts, sans underwear, and a pair of leather sandals. But I guess compared to the two naked people in the room, I could be considered overdressed.
“You want me to get naked?” I ask huskily, teasingly pulling at the zipper that rides low on my hips. “You want to see my dick, is that it?”
“I want to suck on you,” she admits, her eyes trained on the bulge between my legs.
“Better give her what she wants,” Max answers thickly, and I can tell he’s getting aroused by seeing Liz get aroused. “Let her suck your cock, Nick.”
“Well, damn, how can I refuse?” I ask wryly, swallowing as I skim the shorts down my hips, my erection springing free. It points straight at the ceiling, filled to overflowing with blood. I let out a breath of relief as the sultry summer air blows across it.
I exchange a glance with Max, and we communicate without words. I position myself near her head, reaching out to run my hands through her silky locks. “God, your hair is amazing,” I say absently, watching as the chocolate waves slip through my fingers. “So soft…”
“You’re hard,” she answers, as Max rolls her over so that she lays on her stomach. His hands grip her hips, tilting her ass in the air so he can drive inside her. She lets out a cry of erotic satisfaction as his cock disappears within her pussy. “Oh, God, yes Max!”
He grunts, pressing deeply inside her as he watches me. “Fuck her mouth,” he whispers, and the sight of the aroused flush coloring both of their cheeks nearly sends me over the edge.
Obeying, because it’s wholly obvious that although he’s the one who’s spoken the least, Max is completely in control of the situation. It’s nice to turn the reins over to someone else, having always been the one with the sexual power. There’s something almost arousing about being told what to do by him.
“Open up, sweetheart,” I murmur, brushing back the hair from her face as I bring my cock to her lips. “Ready for your first taste of this cock?”
She wraps her lips around the head of my dick, sucking softly. My buttocks clench and a hiss escapes my lips as she runs her tongue underneath the head of my cock, teasing the sensitive ridge.
Max drives in deeply, making a slapping sound as his hips slam into hers. I mimic his movements, fucking her mouth in tandem with his thrusts. “Oh, yeeaah, baby…” I groan, biting my lip as she swallows my cock. “God, your mouth is so hot.”
“So is her cunt,” Max groans, pausing to shift onto his knees. He raises over her, bringing our heads closer together as he drives in again and again. Sweat starts to drip from his face and I feel perspiration dotting my own flesh. Our eyes lock.
Liz moans around my cock, and I can tell she’s coming from the way Max’s teeth lock, the muscles of his neck standing out in stark relief as he holds himself back. She sucks me off with a vengeance, and I can feel the first waves of climax approaching.
“Stop,” Max breathes sharply, and yanks her away before I can get off. “Don’t let him come.”
Liz defers to his command, releasing me from her mouth as I stare at them in frustrated shock. “What?” I breathe heavily, my chest rising and falling raggedly. “Oh… fuck, Max… I’m so close… come on…”
“No,” he says simply, withdrawing from her pussy. Dropping a kiss to her shoulder, he smooths back her hair and gently pushes her out of the way, leaving him completely open to my gaze. My eyes drop to his lap and I realize that he denied himself an orgasm as well.
“There’s more to my fantasy,” Liz says softly, bringing my gaze to her as she watches us both. “I want to see Max with another man. I want to watch him as he finds pleasure.”
My heart skips a beat, and sweat drips down my back as panic starts inside me, along with a small dose of dark arousal. “What… no, fuck no. I’m not into that.”
“You think I am?” Max smirks, but behind his gaze is the same aroused discomfort that I feel inside. We’re both wondering what it would be like. “But I’d do anything for Liz.”
“I’m not gay,” I blurt out in a last ditch effort to prevent what I already know I’m going to do. “Not that there’s anything wrong with that… but I like women.”
“This isn’t about gay or straight,” Liz says, again in that soft, persuasive tone. “It’s purely sexual, Nick. It’s about finding pleasure that you never knew existed. There are no labels… no lines. It’s about the feeling.”
“I… I don’t know,” I shake my head, a hysterical laugh escaping my lips. “God, doesn’t it bother you, thinking about me with him? Or me with her?” I direct the latter towards Max, who hasn’t spoken the last few minutes. Just continues to stare at me with those piercing golden eyes.
“It’s you, Nick,” Liz answers, running a hand down my arm. “I could never be jealous of you. I love you, we love you.”
“I want to please Liz,” Max adds, his husky timbre wrapping around me and sending a shiver of excitement down my spine. Fuck. I feel myself grow even harder. Judging by the light in his eyes, he knows. “What do you want, Nick?”
Uttering a low curse, I find myself replying, “I want to fuck you. Jesus Christ…”
Liz inhales at my admission and Max stares for a second, before his lips curl. “All right,” he answers, nodding to Liz. She bites her lip and reaches over to her bedside table, pulling out a small tube.
“Whoa, wait a minute,” I hold my hands up. “What are you guys doing with that?” I incline my head towards the lube. “Why do I have the feeling I’ve just been manipulated?”
Max snorts. “You’re too goddamned stubborn to be manipulated, Gannon,” he says wryly. Then grins. “Except in this case.”
“You did plan this!” I hiss, feeling scandalized. But a smile lifts my own lips. “Pretty smooth.”
Liz stands up, walking behind Max. The smile fades from my face as I watch her run a hand over his ass, the cheeks automatically clenching together. “Relax,” she whispers into his ear, nibbling on the lobe. “God, I love you, baby…” she lays her forehead on his and they kiss tenderly.
I clear my throat, looking away and feeling like a fifth wheel. That’s when I feel a hand circling my cock. It doesn’t feel smooth and soft like a woman’s touch… and sure enough, when I look down I see Max’s broad, long-fingered grasp squeezing my flesh. I look up and as if in slow motion, he draws me into their kiss.
The first touch of my tongue against theirs sends a spark through my body, and my dick twitches. My eyes close as I lose myself in the sensation. It’s all lips, and tongues, and hands groping flesh and I begin to understand Liz’s words.
It’s all about the feeling.
Liz pulls away, but I hardly notice as Max’s lips settle more firmly against my own, nibbling and sucking with a masculine ardor that is erotically different from every other kiss I’ve ever had in my life.
Our chests rub against each other and our erections brush, causing us both to groan. We break away and stare at each other for a long moment, before he breathes, “Do it, then.”
I swallow nervously, breathing with arousal. “Are you sure?”
In answer, he turns over and offers himself to me. I stare at the tiny hole, a moment of stark clarity breaking into my fog of passion. Am I really about to fuck one of my best friends?
A male best friend, at that.
“For fuck’s sake, Gannon, it’s not getting any tighter,” Max complains, and I bite back a chuckle at the ridiculousness of the situation.
“Stop whining,” I answer, reaching over to take the bottle of lube from Liz’s hand. She kisses me on the lips lightly, winking before turning her attention to her boyfriend.
“Baby… look at me,” I hear her whisper, and the rest of the conversation is lost as I squirt some of the lube onto my hand and reach down to part his cheeks. I hesitate, then spread the glistening residue across his opening.
His hips jerk. “Shit, it’s cold,” he grumbles, but I hear the nervous anticipation in his voice.
I press harder against his ass, slipping the tip of my thumb inside. His cavity immediately clenches around my thumb and I shudder, thinking about how its going to feel when my cock is deep inside him.
I glance up and see that they’re now kissing hungrily, and I silently thank Liz for the distraction as I run a lubed hand down my shaft. Bringing the head of my cock to his opening, I take a deep breath and push.
“Fuck!” we both groan as I slip an inch inside. I lay my head against his back and struggle to breath as his tight ass squeezes me.
“Ah, fuck that’s tight,” I groan, and all worries of sexuality disappear as the urge to fuck him senseless overcomes me. “You feel tight as a virgin, Max.”
“I am a virgin,” he grits out, “there, anyway. Christ, Nick… just how big is your dick? Is it all the way in yet?”
“’Nother couple of inches, man,” I answer, biting down on the apple of his shoulder so that I don’t completely lose myself before the good shit starts.
“Shit,” he answers, but the word is uttered with aroused expectancy, not pain or disgust. “Hurry, man, I’m close.”
“You’re telling me,” I mumble, noting how his balls are drawn tight against the base of his cock. “You are primed.”
I push in another few inches, and he lets out a sharp groan as I feel the tip of my cock brush against a swelling inside him. He arches into my thrust, sending me even deeper. “Oh… yeeaah…”
“God, you two look so beautiful together,” Liz says thickly, and I look up to see her stroking herself while watching us intently.
“You’re beautiful,” Max answers, bending his head to brush a kiss across her thigh. “Open up for me, baby. I want to eat you all up.”
I whine through my teeth as he starts going down on her, and slide further inside until finally, the base of my cock brushes his ass. “I’m in,” I state out loud, wonder in my voice. “Are you ready?”
He doesn’t answer with words, intent upon the feast before him. But he leans further into me, giving assent.
I slowly pull out, groaning as he clamps down on me, then fluidly push back inside. After a few thrusts, I pick up a decent rhythm and the sounds of groans and grunts can be heard through the room.
Liz comes again, crying out as she arches her neck and lifts her hips into Max’s mouth. “Max!” she cries out, and I drive in harder as a shadow of their shared passion drifts through me.
“Oh… me too!” he calls out, arching back as my hips slap against him. “Fuck me harder.”
Liz slides down and takes him into her mouth as he jerks, letting out a gutteral groan that sends me over the edge. His anal contractions milk me dry as I collapse against his back, shuddering with pleasure.
“Oh God, Oh God…”
It’s like our mantra.
I pull out of him, grabbing a tissue from the bedside and using it to wipe the semen that’s dribbling out of his opening. Then I collapse onto the bed next to them, our legs tangled.
For a long moment, the only sound to be heard is the hum of the ceiling fan and the muted radio. I turn my head and regard my friends. My lovers. “Anyone else hungry?”
They groan. “Don’t you ever think of anything besides food?” Max complains gruffly. “I’m all fucked-out, and he wants to eat.”
“I’ll get something,” Liz giggles, standing to retrieve a chenille robe. “Don’t you two do anything until I get back,” she sings teasingly.
“Is she kidding?” I grunt. “I couldn’t move right now if Satan walked through the door with the Four Horsemen of the Apocolypse. I couldn’t move if Jenna Jameson herself climbed on top of me and begged me to do her. I couldn’t move if- ”
“Shut up, Nick.”
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Hope you like the Nickster. 
