PART 3
 
 

Running his tongue across his teeth, Logan smiled, an unholy gleam
shining in his eyes. He grabbed Remy by the shoulder and flipped the
younger man onto his back, both men's breath already blowing in rapid
succession, raw and hot as their eyes met.

Though he loved the gentle touch with which he and Logan normally
shared, Remy found himself missing the fuckwords and harsh treatment
that he'd grown accustomed to over the years, a side that Wolverine
possessed but normally restrained for lack of control. Now though, with
Bobby's presence, Logan was apparently going to allow himself to let go
a little…

Gambit was already squirming his body humming from the forceful
handling; barely contained excitement vibrating tangibly about the room.
He reached forward to pull the larger man to him, but his wrists were
seized midair and pushed back over his head.

"Let's see how YOU like it," Wolverine breathed thickly.

As much as Logan had wanted to sink into that warm body his mind told
him that he couldn't. Remy's restraint over his charm power was as
tenuous as Logan's over his animalistic savagery and at the moment, that
hold for both of them was almost nonexistent.

He shook his head toward Bobby seeing effect that the play was having on
the insatiable Cajun. He was obviously enjoying the torment A LOT MORE
than his two companions had when the rolls were reversed, his eyes
beaming with a luster of amusement.

*Well, we'll just hafta' see about that…* Logan smirked to himself.

"Whats'say you an' me teach this boy what teasin' is all about, hmmm
Drake?" He smiled as Bobby's crystalline eyes glazed over brightly,
absolute mischief radiating through.

Slowly he moved, Logan's fingers delicately painting Gambit's wrists
with a feather light stroke as he navigated the firm flesh. Over his
solid forearms and tightly wired biceps his fingers mapped a tantalizing
route, across his armpits, the soft fur spiraling around his thick
fingers as they played through the dampness.

Remy was breathless but it had little to do with the touch and
everything to do with the dominant game play. Fighting his own body's
growing urgency, he waited impatiently for more intimate contact, his
arms straining against the pillows resisting the draw of Logan's warm
skin.

The full expanse of Gambit's chest tightened as Logan bent down to
plunder a mouthful of flesh. While brutalizing one stiff peaked nipple
with his teeth, he used his free hand to twist and roll the other pebble
hard nub roughly between his callused fingers until soft groaning mews
filled the room and Remy began to wriggle.

Mindlessly, he brought his hand down to caress the hard body assaulting
him but Bobby was there to press him back into the pillows. Brief shock
flashed beneath heavily sedate lids at the corrupt look in Bobby's eyes.

"Lemme touch y' Bobby," he pleaded, squirming against the bed, but Bobby
shook his head and pressed his fingers firmly against Remy's lips.

Logan looked up curiously wondering how Drake would handle himself,
betting that the kid would instantly turn to jelly now that those
disobedient fingers were working their way toward his body despite the
warning. However, Bobby once again caught Remy's wandering hands and
shoved them flush to the pillows with more authority than before. If
that had impressed Logan, he was absolutely awed by Bobby's next move.
Kneeling on the side of the bed completely focused on those red on black
eyes, Bobby cupped his hand underneath his erection and held to Remy's
lips.

"Suck me," he demanded in a raucous whisper. He was pleased when, not
only did Remy comply, but a pleasure filled moan spilled from his lips
as he engulfed the swollen shaft, dark eyes never wavering from the
intense, lust filled baby blues.

Bobby squeaked as a furnace of fire enveloped him. But even as his body
succumbed; his flesh melting into liquid heat and fingers raking through
a silken tangle of hair, he still had the presence of mind to push the
young Acadian back down when his head lifted off the pillows to draw
more length into his mouth.

"Just the tip," Bobby challenged wickedly. He pulled back a little and
smiled smugly as he watched the surprise play across Remy's face.
Cupping Remy's chin, he brought his groin back to Gambit's lips
carefully allowing the Cajun only enough slack in his movements to
access the crown.

"Mmmm, be-better," Bobby stammered trying to hold himself together as
Gambit's tongue worked around the hard rim of his cock head, his fully
extended tongue traversing the thick edge before settling in to suckle
contentedly.

"God damn, Remy," Bobby moaned, his hips beginning to swivel slowly. He
wanted to thrust full into that mouth, force himself down Remy's throat.
If Remy could give him that much pleasure just nursing the tip…

"Oh fuck…" He could feel Wolverine's glare on him and glanced up to see
an approving gaze before his own eyes rolled into the back of his head
lost in the lushness of Remy's mouth.

Half stunned and at full mast thanks to Bobby's little performance,
Logan growled lustily before his senses were suddenly bombarded by the
pungent sent of Remy's arousal drifting up from between his legs. His
keen senses were rarely wrong and right now his nose and ears were
telling that both boys were equally enjoying the dominant play…

*Well now, don' wanna' disappoint 'em…* Logan grinned, deciding first
off, to repay the mischievous Cajun in kind for what he had done to
Bobby earlier.

Pursuing the heady musk he followed his nose down the sparsely sprinkled
hairline across Remy's abdomen with his tongue, laving everything BUT
the thick erection weeping deliciously across his stomach. However,
sensitive to even the slightest touch, Remy remained blissfully
oblivious to any 'lacking' caresses there may or may not have been and
drew his knees up, placing his feet flat against the mattress, wantonly
inviting Logan down to nuzzle against his balls.

The purring and cooing captivated Bobby. From the resonance of the
lustful symphony coming from Gambit he had expected to see Logan doing
much of the same to him; bringing him off deliciously with his mouth,
but he wasn't. He was barely touching him.

He watched intently every reaction; from the slightest shudder under a
half hooded lid to the comfortable crooning murmur around his cock. It
was all etched beautifully on Remy's exquisite face and completely due
to the contentment of having HIS stiff flesh in his mouth. It left Bobby
surprised and wondering if everyone derived THAT much pleasure from
sucking cock or just Remy.

Mahogany bangs flopped heavily over a sweat soaked brow as Remy
struggled to maintain oral contact on Bobby with his lushly swollen
lips. Tentatively, Bobby fingered the succulent pink brims, one finger
curiously slipping in beside his own cock amazed that Remy's talented
tongue probed the digit as well while taking nothing away from the
glorious suction around his member.

Red on black eyes focused on him. Despite the sensations being inflicted
upon his senses both above and below, Remy remained fiercely absorbed in
Bobby, his eyes, his skin, his cock. The naked wonder on his face alone,
making Remy ache inside.

Bobby's body trembled harder as they stared at each other, his orgasm
beginning to build. But abruptly, those liquid pools of midnight lust
snapped shut and a shallow groan began to churn from deep within Remy's
chest. He gasped, but somehow it found vocalization and came out as
whimper, sweet and desperate around Bobby's cock.

Finding it somewhat difficult to tear his eyes away from the tantalizing
site of Gambit's almost painful euphoria, Bobby turned to the foot of
the bed to try and get a glimpse of what Logan had done just then to
evoke THAT particular response from him. Though he had come to believe
in these last twenty minutes or so that the young Cajun was sensitive to
just about any kind of touch just about ANYWHERE on his beautiful body,
THAT sound warranted further investigation.

#OHMYGOD! #

He wasn't even sure if he'd said it aloud but it really didn't matter.
He knew that if Logan felt even an eighth of what was traveling though
his loins right now it wouldn't have been heard, and as for Remy,
nothing could have penetrated the wash of lust rolling off of him in
waves.

Logan was on his knees and that right there was enough to push Bobby's
thoroughly sex fried brain over the edge. A man as strong as Wolverine,
as commanding, brutal and fierce and masculine as Wolverine on his knees
probing Remy with his tongue. His mouth lapping sweetly across Remy's
puckered hole; his lips occasionally kissing the sensitive twitching
entrance before his sharp edged tongue lasciviously darted in to invade
the depths while he himself, growled uncontrollably.

And there was that noise again and the vibrations in a puff of hot air
traveled up through Bobby's cock from Remy's lips making his entire body
shiver. God, he wanted to know what that felt like; the soft, slick
coated muscle slithering inside him, caressing him with warmth, and
before he knew what was happening, Remy's hands were guiding him to
straddle his chest in sweet invitation.

*I can't!* his brain screamed even as his body mindlessly followed.

He felt embarrassed as softly an unobtrusive touch ghosted over his
heated crevice before opening him up. A strangled moan blew gently
across the sensitive skin; Remy's, and Remy's tongue dipped in rimming
his puckered entrance with practiced ease. Bobby gasped and tried to
pull away but Remy held firm.

"Relax Chere," he murmured, leaving a delicate kiss on one cherished
lobe. Bobby nodded but remained tense as Gambit took another taste.

"Wan' Remy t' stop?" Gambit whispered feeling Bobby's muscles knot
beneath his fingers.

To lose this incredible closeness made Bobby's stomach flip. "NO!" he
blurted out then blushed as both Logan and Gambit snickered. "I-I
mean…I'm just nervous."

"Mmm, then why don't you find somet'in' t' take y' mind off of it?" Remy
offered suggestively, his voice thick and Bobby's eyes drifted
uncertainly toward Wolverine.

Taking the initiative, Logan abandoned his oral assault on Remy's ass
and leaned forward to capture Drake's mouth in a distracting kiss, while
simultaneously inserting his thumb inside Remy to replace his tongue.
The sharp intrusion elicited another alluring sound from the over
stimulated Cajun and as Remy moaned and wiggled down onto the finger,
his cock bobbed gently against his stomach.

Taking him by the hand, his mouth still plundering the young blonde's,
Logan wrapped their entwined fingers around Gambit's cock and Gambit
squeezed Bobby hard from behind bucking gently against the warmth.

"Please Bobby," he begged.

Bobby's eyes lay hungrily on Gambit's beautiful cock. He wanted to take
Remy into his mouth, to be filled with Remy from both ends, but his
brain was short circuiting from the attention being lavished on his
already trembling body.

Logan could feel Bobby's desire and smiled. Bobby looked unsteadily at
him, but Logan didn't let him think about it as he brought his hand to
rest on the back of his head, steering him down, his free hand holding
Remy's dick. "Don't think about it, just do it."

As Bobby inched down he felt Remy shift and his own cock was once again
encompassed in searing warmth, Remy's mouth mirroring what Bobby was
about to do to him.

Ravenously, Bobby took in as much of the nine plus inches of iron that
he could in a single swallow, but soon regretted it. As the choking
sound wafted up to Remy's ears, he soothingly stroked Bobby's tender
ass.

"E-easy Cher," he gasped resisting the urge to thrust. "Relax y'
t'roat," he instructed before going back to caressing Bobby with his
tongue, starting a soothing and gentle rhythm for Bobby to follow.

Bobby nodded and tried again, this time allowing the velvet soft
stiffness to fill his mouth slowly and savor the flavor, the salty
natural spice of Remy. He moaned realizing for the first time that
giving head WAS just as pleasurable as getting it and intensely began
making love to Remy with his mouth.

Suddenly, Bobby gasped as Gambit's rigid tongue penetrated his tightly
clamped entrance, Gambit's heavy cock falling instantly from his lips
and slapping against Remy's belly forgotten in a wave of burning heat
that filled his belly.

"UhhhhhhhhhhhUUUUUHHHHHH… Oh God, Remy, Remy, Remy…More…" He groaned as
Logan's tongue quickly filled his mouth.

A finger now along with the tongue abused his senses and he drove
himself down on it. "Oh yeah, yeah." He disconnected from Wolverine's
mouth slowly swaying his head from side to side. He wanted more.

Once again he reached for Remy's dick but this time had to fight Logan
for access to the sweet cream slicked tip. Dueling, they settled on
sharing the slit in between attacking each other's mouths as they bathed
Remy's loins with their burning tongues.

Bobby struggled to keep Remy's stem in his mouth, but was bucking too
wildly as a second finger entered his ass. His back bowed upwards even
as he tried re-capture the throbbing cock meat with his mouth, but the
position made it impossible.

Bobby was out of his mind, his mouth hanging open as desperate cries to
be filled wordlessly poured from his lips, so pulling down his Zipper,
Logan finally released his own straining erection, and shoved it hard
into Bobby's wide open mouth.

Taking to it now as though he'd been giving head his whole life, Bobby
wrapped his fist around the root of Logan's penis and fisted the stiff
meat as he swallowed down the rest, lips tight around the shaft, his
tongue caressing the thick vein underneath.

Watching Bobby go down on Logan almost threw Remy over the edge and he
felt the rumble begin deep in his gut. "Gonna' come…Logan…fuck, fuck…"

TBC…