Title: A Lesson Learned

Warning: 3some with Sven

The streets were deserted and everything lay in darkness, the pale glow of the streetlights provided little light along the city street. The occasional sound of a night creature could be heard coming from the hills that over looked the small city. The silence was soon shattered as three young men made their way along the sidewalk. One of them was singing very loudly, trying to encourage his two friends to sing as well.

Lance laughed as Keith bumped into him again, nearly knocking him into Sven. "Easy there Keith. Steady on your zigzags."

Sven was too busy with his own zigzags to notice Keith's. Besides, he had his ears covered trying to drown out Keith's shrill singing of 'Bring Back My Bonnie to Me'.

Keith stopped walking, only to grab Lance and swing him around in a circle before pulling him close. "Oh… bring back my Bonnie to meeeeeeeee." He finished the song.

"Keith!" Lance laughed, almost losing his footing on the swing. "Whoa boy!"

"I ain't no horse, don't tell me to whoa."

Before Lance could reply, Sven crashed into them, knocking all three to the ground. Rubbing his head, Lance groaned. "I think I said whoa to the wrong horse."

"Way to go, Svenie." Keith said, lightly punching Sven in the shoulder. "You big lummox."

Sven stuck out his tongue. "Big words coming from someone who shrieks like a cat in heat!"

Lance rubbed his eyes. 'Why did I let them drink so much again? Why didn't I drink more?'

"If I was in heat…. I would be doing this…" Keith pounced on Sven, pinning him to the ground. He captured Sven's lips in a crushing kiss, as he grinded his hips against him. After a moment he pulled his head back and rolled off of Sven.

Lance couldn't help it; he burst out laughing! The shocked look on Sven's face was priceless! "He got ya there Svenie!"

Keith grinned slyly, turning his gaze onto Lance. "Of course it also means this…" He reached over and laced his fingers around the back of Lance's head and drew Lance's face to his. He leaned forward the rest of the way capturing Lance lips in an almost tender, but very sensual kiss. He used his free hand to gently caress Lance's thigh. After a moment he let of Lance's head and sat back.

Sven smirked as he shakily got to his feet and pulled Keith up. "Who got who flyboy?"

Lance blinked a few times before shaking his head. "Okay...that was...interesting."

Keith stood in front of Sven, leaning back slightly against the taller man. He wrapped his arms back around Sven, his hands massaging Sven's firm ass muscles. "Could get really interesting if you want." Keith said suggestively as he grinned at Lance.

Lance smirked as Sven groaned and placed some kisses on the back of Keith's neck. "At least wait until we get back to the hotel room."

Keith tipped his head to give Sven better access to his neck. "How much further is it anyways?"

Lance got to his feet and pushed Sven and Keith forward. "Just another block."

"Okay… let's hurry." Keith said, taking off at almost a run down the street.

"Race you!" Sven yelled, closely following Keith.

Lance laughed as he jogged behind the drunken duo. This could be interesting... especially since he was the only one with a key.

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Keith raced into the hotel, past the night desk clerk who just shook her head and turned her attention back to the late night movie she was watching.

Keith tried the room door several times, unable to figure out why it wouldn't open. He stood back with a perplexed expression as he stared at the doorknob for a moment. "OH! Yeah, Lance has the key… guess we got to wait for him."

Sven smiled wickedly as he placed his arms on either side of Keith, pinning him to the door. "How do you suggest we wait?"

"I can think of a few ways…" Keith placed his hands against Sven's hips, then slowly began to stroke his hands up and down along Sven's sides. He tipped his head forward and captured Sven's Adam's apple with his lips kissing it softly.

"Care to show me?" Sven purred as his hands pulled up Keith's shirt, giving him access to Keith's muscular chest.

Keith grinned. "Maybe…" He slid his hands in the back pockets of Sven's tight black jeans. His palms pressed flat against Sven's denim covered buttocks.

Sven moaned before he bent his head down to capture Keith's lips. At the same time, his hands played with Keith's nipples.

Lance smirked from his spot a little further down the hall. He was right...this was very entertaining!

Keith moaned from around the kiss, pulling Sven closer.

"You like that?" Sven asked as he pulled back from the kiss.

"Hell yeah… but where the fuck is Lance with that key?" Keith questioned. "He couldn't have found someone else to go off with… could he?"

"Not if he knows what's good for him." Sven whispered as his lips played with Keith's ear.

Lance was trying so hard not to burst out laughing. His lovers looked so sexy, yet silly at the same time! He leaned against the wall, smirking. 'I wonder how long they can hold out?'

"Maybe he went after that cute little desk clerk… he was flirting with her before." Keith said, stifling back the moan that Sven's actions threatened to bring forth.

"You worry too much." Sven jerked back when he saw movement in his peripheral vision. "Especially since he is RIGHT HERE!!" He glared at Lance. "What the HELL are you doing?"

Smirking, Lance shrugged. "Y'all were blocking the door. So I thought I would just stand back and enjoy the show."

Keith glared at Lance. "Skatoulaki."

"Well move if you want that door opened!" Lance laughed, shooing with his hands.

Keith stepped to one side, his arms folded across his chest, mumbling under his breath about Lance and his insane antics… but neither Lance nor Sven could hear enough of what Keith was saying to know exactly what he was saying. Not to mention that Keith wasn't always speaking in a language they knew, as Keith kept speaking in the different languages that he knew.

"There." Lance bowed as he opened the door. "The door is open gentlemen."

Sven stepped through the door first.

Keith just stood there. "You go first." He said firmly.

"What? You don't trust me?" Lance feigned innocence.

"No, I don't." Keith said matter-of-factly. "I got the feeling if I turn my back on you you'll take off back to the lobby and be dicking that desk clerk."

"Yuck! I have better taste than that!" Lance made a face before stepping through the door.

Keith smacked Lance's ass as Lance stepped past, before stepping in behind him and closing the door.

Lance yelped before turning to glare at Keith. "Hey! What was that for?"

"For your little stunt of standing back and not coming to open the damn door." Keith growled. His expression softened. "You had me worried."

Lance placed a quick kiss on Keith's lips. "Sven is right. You worry too much."

"That may be so, but…" Keith voice trailed off and his eyes gleamed with wickedness. He grabbed Lance's wrist and quickly pushed Lance to the bed. "Since you only want to watch… we'll oblige you. Won't we Sven?"

Lance's eyes were huge as he tried to pull away from Keith. "Um...I think I left something at the bar..."

"You're not getting out of this that easy. You wanted to watch and that's what you'll get." Keith said. He looked up at Sven. "Get something nice and soft that we can use to keep Lance from trying anything."

Sven smirked as he went into the bathroom, leaving Keith to deal with a desperately squirming Lance. He soon returned with a few hand towels. "Here is something soft."

"Take care of this wrist would ya." Keith said, motioning to Lance's right hand. He waited until Sven had a good hold before he let go. He brought Lance's other hand up to his face, and brushed a delicate butterfly kiss across the palm of Lance's hand. "So you just want to watch everything we do…" He wrapped a hand towel around Lance's wrist, then pulled his belt off his one hand, pinning Lance's arm down with his free hand. "So you get it your way, you get to just watch. He wrapped the belt around the padded wrist then secured it to the frame of the bed… leaving Sven to do the same with Lance's other arm.

Lance kept struggling, his eyes fearful. Watching was fine...he had done that many times. But watching and being pinned was a totally different matter! Lance trusted Keith and Sven with his life...but they were drunk...and it made him very uncomfortable.

Sven kept a firm hold of Lance's arm as he secured it to the bed frame. His wicked grin softened when he noticed how tense Lance was. "Sh...take it easy." He whispered before kissing Lance's forehead.

Keith gently caressed the side of Lance's face. "Don't worry, I promise you that we won't hurt you." He assured Lance. "Won't even leave a mark… well except maybe some hickeys but that's nothing new." He smiled trying to get Lance to relax.

"Okay...okay." Lance took some deep breaths, trying to get his body to relax. 'This is Keith and Sven...just relax...you can do it.' His body lost some of the tension, but his eyes were still alert.

"Are you going to be okay with this?" Keith asked, rubbing his hand in slow circles over Lance's stomach. "If you really don't want this to happen it won't."

Sven nodded as he gently ran his fingers through Lance's hair. "We will stop whenever you want us to."

Lance whispered. "Promise?"

"Of course it's a promise." Keith said. "Love you far too much to ever force you into something you didn't want to do… or to ever hurt you."

"Okay...I'll be fine." Lance tilted his head toward Sven. "You two go ahead. I'll watch."

Keith crawled across the top of Lance, brushing his body against Lance. He sat on the edge of the bed and ran his hands up the inside of Sven's shirt, undoing the buttons from the bottom up.

Sven slowly pulled Keith's shirt over Keith's head, his fingers slowly caressing as he pulled the fabric up.

Keith ran his hands down Sven's back. His hands slowly sliding around to undo the button of Sven's jeans, his hands moving to rest on Sven's hips. He leaned his head forward and grasped the zipper with his teeth, pulling it down.

Lance was mesmerized. It was so breathtaking and exotic. Almost enough to relieve the nervousness...almost.

Sven moaned, fighting to keep standing. He slid his hands down Keith's back and into Keith's jeans.

Keith pushed down Sven's jeans as far as he could, helping Sven keep his balance as he stepped out of them. He trailed a series of kisses over the front of Sven's brief's, then followed the trail with a gentle caress of his fingers.

"Uhh...nice...so nice..." Sven mumbled as he leaned over and placed kisses along Keith's shoulders and neck.

Keith ran his fingers under the waistband of Sven's brief's, and in a swift moment shoved them down as far as he could, letting them fall the rest of the way to the floor. He ran his hands over Sven's bare ass, capturing the tip of Sven's partial erection with his lips.

Sven growled. "This show is kinda one sided, don't you think?"

Keith pulled his head back slowly, with parting kiss against Sven's stomach. "We'll we can certainly fix that…" he grinned at Sven. "Care to help me finish undressing?"

"Gladly!" Sven laughed as he pushed Keith down on the bed. His lips trailed kisses down Keith's chest as his hands slid past Keith's jeans and boxers. One hand lightly brushed Keith's straining erection.

Lance shut his eyes, stifling a moan. He could feel his own member pushing almost painfully against his jeans. He was about to come from just watching!

Keith moaned, his fingers ran through Sven's hair, trying to guide Sven's lips to where he wanted them the most.

Sven slowly pushed Keith's jeans and boxers down, trailing kisses as he went down. He teasingly avoided touching Keith's sex, kissing all around it as he down to help Keith out of his clothes.

"Damn." Keith groaned through clenched teeth, grasping Sven's shoulders firmly.

Once Keith was free, Sven crawled his kissed upward, pausing to kiss the tip of Keith's erection before moving further up. He smiled lovingly down at Keith. "Problem?"

Keith just stuck his tongue out at Sven, then wiggled it suggestively. He caressed Sven's back in long slow strokes. "Now only one of us is a little over dressed…."

Sven smirked. "Well then we need to do something about it."

Lance's eyes widened, his body involuntarily tensing. "Wha...what?"

"You are far too over dressed, dear." Keith smirked at Lance, running a hand up the inside of Lance's leg.

"Uh...I'm suppose...to be...watching..." Lance stuttered, trying to relax again.

"Oh, believe me you won't be doing much else besides watching." Keith grinned.

"Well, among other things..." Sven snickered as he sat down on the other side of Lance.

"I...oh boy...um..." Lance gulped, his eyes wide. They have never done this before! He wasn't sure if he should be excited or scared.

"Just relax. I promise you that you won't get hurt, you have nothing to be afraid of." Keith assured Lance. "We'll need two more belts…."

Lance flinched slightly. "Why?"

"To tie your feet down." Keith told him. "After we get you undressed of course."

"Why?" Lance whispered. He wasn't sure about this development.

"So you lay still… so you really are stuck with just watching." Keith told him.

Keith lay down on one side of Lance, Sven on the other. Both man ran their hands over Lance's chest. They undid the buttons and carefully tucked the shirt under Lance's shoulder blades.

"See...we aren't hurting you." Sven smiled as he kissed Lance. "Just relax."

"We aren't and we won't. You have my word that you won't be hurt." Keith told Lance, as he gently stroked Lance's thigh.

"Okay..." Lance nodded slowly, trying to force himself to relax and focus on the gentle touches from his two lovers and best friends.

"That's it… just relax." Keith said, he slid down and ran kisses along Lance's thigh while Sven worked on the other one.

Sven undid Lance's jeans and slowly pulled them off, trailing kissing along one of Lance's legs. Keith followed almost instantly sliding off Lance's boxers, kissing down the other leg as Lance's straining erection was freed.

Lance took deep breaths...his fear slowly changing to a hunger. He held back a moan as his boxers were removed...instead of the pressure lessening, it only increased.

"Just going to tie your feet now…. Okay?" Keith said as he moved to tie Lance's left foot in the same fashion he and Sven had tied Lance's hands.

Gulping and shutting his eyes, Lance nodded as he focused his attention on relaxing his legs enough to be straightened. 'I can do this...I can do this...' He mentally chanted over and over in his mind.

Keith gently caressed Lance's leg, relaxing the muscles, before securing the ankle down. Sven did the same thing to Lance's other foot, leaving Lance's legs slightly spread.

"How are you holding up, darling?" Keith asked. "If you want to stop now just say so."

Lance just shook his head...though he was still mentally chanting with his eyes closed. However, his breathing was slowing down to normal.

Keith moved on to his hands and knees, straddling Lance's body. He dipped his head and brushed a tender kiss over Lance's lips.

Slowly Keith placed tingling kisses on and around Lance's lips while Sven's hands caressed Lance's body, electrifying it. The emotions and sensations they were creating eased his tight muscles, calming him. Lance opened his eyes, blushing slightly at how silly he was behaving before.

"That's it…" Keith smiled. "Just relax and watch."

Lance smiled up at Keith, though he jerked when Sven's hand wrapped around his erection.

Sven smirked. "Not relaxed yet."

"Well, he gets no help there to relax." Keith smirked, as he gently pushed Sven's hand away from Lance's erection.

"Gee...thanks." Lance growled. He tugged slightly on the belts, but they wouldn't budge. Taking a deep breath, Lance closed his eyes, forcing himself to try and relax again.

"Open your eyes and watch, flyboy." Keith said as Sven positioned himself behind him.

Lance sighed and opened his eyes, only for the to widen when he saw Sven behind Keith. "Oh boy..."

Keith grinned at Lance. "Well you chose to stand and watch and not come with the key… so now you only get to watch."

Lance nodded, taking a few deep breaths. Then he smirked. "What are you two waiting for then? This show is starting to get interesting."

Sven snickered. "That is what I was wondering..." He gently slid a gel coated finger into Keith's tight opening.

Keith moaned and shoved his hips back, impaling himself deeper onto Sven's long finger.

"Easy there babe." Sven said as he kissed Keith's spine while adding a second figure and twirling it around in the moist heat.

Keith gripped the blanket tightly with his hands, rocking back and forth slightly on his knees as Sven finger fucked him to prep him.

Lance bit his lip. The pressure in his groin was almost unbearable...but he just couldn't take his eyes off of the intense look on Keith's face. Beautiful. Too bad he couldn't see Sven's face as well.

Sven slid a third finger in, rotating them around inside Keith. "Are you ready?'

"Yes… oh God yes…" Keith moaned, clamping his ass muscles under Sven's fingers for a moment then releasing them.

Sven moaned as he placed his forehead on Keith's back. He then shifted so that he could enter safely as well as see Lance's face. Slowly Sven shoved in, pausing every so often so that Keith's body could adjust until he was fully inside his lover's trembling body.

Keith groaned in pleasure as Sven's large, hard cock filled him. Sheen layer of sweat clung to Keith's body. He grinned down at Lance, licking his lips before shoving back against Sven encouraging Sven.

Lance moaned. The pleasure Keith and Sven were radiating were overflowing his senses. Not as great as physical contact, but still very addicting!

Sven closed his eyes as he pushed harder and faster into Keith. He bit back a scream as muscle clamped down hard on his sex, pushing him over the edge as his seed was released.

Keith moaned as he felt Sven's seed hit his inside, his grip on the sheet tightening as his body swayed, threatening to collapse. He almost screamed as Sven's hand wrapped around his erection pulling him into a bone shattering orgasm. Keith's whole body rocked as his seed splashed down onto Lance's body. Keith knew he would've collapsed down onto Lance if Sven hadn't of been holding him up.

Gasping, Lance's eyes squeezed shut at the feel of Keith's warm seed covering his chest. It took a few moments to get his breath under control before he could say anything. "You weren't kidding Keith...it did get really interesting!"

"Yeah… very." Keith said, still breathing kind of heavy.

Sven moaned. "No shit!"

Keith bent his arms down and dipped his head to brush a tender, but firm kiss across Lance's lips. "You about ready to come?" He asked after the kiss had broken.

Lance nodded numbly. "I'm surprised I haven't already!"

Keith slid out from between Lance and Sven and dropped bonelessly down on the bed next to Lance. Sven curled up on the other side. Both men began to play with Lance's heavy balls and throbbing erection. "Then come for us…" Keith whispered into Lance's ear.

"We're waiting..." Sven whispered in Lance's other ear, chewing lightly on the lobe.

"SHIT!" Lance's eyes squeezed shut as he came. It felt like a mini tsunami, as a tidal wave of sensations washed over him, his entire body shaking despite being confined.

"See… told ya that we wouldn't hurt you." Keith told Lance.

Lance just snorted and rolled his eyes. He was too busy trying to catch his breath to respond.

"Well… it's your own fault, consider it a lesson...next time be prompt with that hotel key." Keith chuckled, as he wrapped an arm around Lance's waist, his fingers stroking against Sven.

Lance laughed tiredly. "But you two looked so cute!"

Sven chuckled as he reached up and released one of Lance's wrists. Even with the towels, it was red due to the force of Lance's orgasm. Sven gently rubbed it before kissing Lance's lips. "I don't know...I kinda liked it."

"Then you can be bound next time." Lance smiled teasingly. "I was starting to lose feeling in my limbs, your show took so long."

Keith undid Lance's other wrist, kissing it softly. "We can work on getting the feeling back later…" Keith said. He propped himself up on one elbow and kissed Lance deeply. "Love you." He leaned across Lance and kissed Sven just as deeply. "Love you, too."

"Likewise to both of you." Sven smiled as he leaned up and undid both of Lance's ankles. "Maybe we should get drunk more often."

"I love you both...more than anything. But..." Lance mumbled sleepily...he barely noticed Keith removing his shirt completely. "I swear you two will be the death of me!"

"Maybe… but at least it'd be a sweet way to go." Keith said, he curled up against Lance trying to stifle back a yawn. "I can't think of any way else that I'd rather go."

"I agree." Sven yawned as he pulled a blanket over the three of them. "What about you Lance? Lance?" He laughed softly when he saw that Lance was already fast asleep. "Looks like flyboy crashed." Sven smiled sleepily as he wrapped his arm around Lance's chest, pulling closer.

Within moments all three men where curled up together on the bed sound asleep.

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