What are buddies for

Warnings: PWP; m/m/f, a bit mary sue-ish.

What are buddies for?
by Stacy L.A. Stronach
June 1997

"A friend's a friend; a buddy is someone you sleep with."

Blair didn't turn around when he heard the door to the loft open,
since he figured it was Jim returning home from work. Until he
heard a very feminine voice say, "So, this is how you treat an
old friend, Sandburg?"

When he turned around and looked, he smiled, and ran over to her,
enfolding the slightly smaller woman into a bear hug. "Ohmigod,
Caity, is it really you?" he asked, he hadn't seen here in almost
five years, but she still looked gorgeous, she was smaller than
Blair, but not by much, with an attractive figure, long light
brown hair that still hung half way down her back, and bright,
emerald green eyes.

"Well, I'm certainly not your fairy godmother," she said,
returning his hug, and planting a kiss on his mouth. She slid her
tongue out to tease his lips open, making him moan, as he opened
his mouth to her, and slid his tongue into her mouth, they
reacquainted themselves with each other. She moved her hands
down, sliding them under his sweatpants and boxers until they
were resting on his ass and she ground her pelvis against his,
making him moan even more, and she could feel his cock starting
to get hard.

When Jim Ellison come up the stairs to his apartment, he noticed
the door was open, which wasn't usual, so using his sight and
hearing, he checked out the situation. First he heard the moans,
then he recognized the sound of kissing, and when he finally got
to the doorway, he got to see the floor show. He felt the
jealousy flare up inside him when he saw that woman with her
hands on _his_ man. Jim had to shake himself, Blair wasn't really
his, but should be. "Excuse me, Chief, if you're gonna do that,
you shouldn't leave the door open."

Blair reluctantly broke the embrace, and putting an arm around
his friend, introduced her. "Uh, Jim, this is an old buddy of
mine, Caitlyn Douglas, Caity, this is my partner and room mate,
Jim Ellison."

Jim was too tired and too jealous to play nice tonight, he just
wanted his dinner and then to spend the evening watching TV. He
smiled at Caity, and reached out and shook her hand, mumbling,
"Nice to meet you," and turning towards Blair, "when will supper
be ready?"

Caity got the definite feeling that Jim didn't like her, and then
she noticed how he looked at Blair, and she recognized what she'd
seen in his eyes--jealousy. She looked back at Blair, it went
right over his head, he didn't see it, *Ah, well, then it's a
good thing I'm here* she thought to herself, smiling.

"Supper'll be ready in about half an hour, Jim, OK?"

"Then I'm gonna go take a shower," Jim replied, hoping to relieve
some of the tension he was feeling.

Waiting until she heard the water in the shower running, Caity
went up and whispered to Blair, "You sure know how to pick 'em,
babe."

"What are you talking about?" Blair hissed back.

"Super cop there, he's got the hots for ya! I haven't received
hate looks like that in a long time! And I bet you've got it just
as bad for him, dontcha?"

"He does not, and so what if I do. He's Mr. Straight Man of
America, so it doesn't matter!"

"Well, I can tell when someone is jealous--and he is!" Caity
replied, laughing.

Blair quickly switched the conversation to other topics, and
Caity, not wanting to torment her friend too much, let him. When
Jim came out of the bathroom with nothing on but a towel, Caity
watched him walk upstairs, very appreciatively, the man was
built, that was for sure. She looked at Blair, who had studiously
ignored Jim's trek up to the bedroom, and it was all she could do
to laugh, these two were circling each other like 16 year old
virgins.

Jim came down just as Blair was serving dinner and as they ate,
there wasn't much conversation. Jim was too tense, and Blair too
nervous, and Caity was having far too much fun to say much.
Until, "Blair, look, I'm only here in Cascade for a few days,
would I be able to crash here?"

"Yeah, sure, it won't be a problem, will it Jim? You can sleep in
my bed," Blair offered.

Jim glared at Blair, and said, "Chief..."

"I'll sleep on the couch, man."

Caity offered, "I'll take the couch, Blair. Besides, I find your
bed very uncomfortable, unless you're in it with me." She glanced
at Jim to see very threatening looks being sent her way, while
poor Blair had turned a pale dusty rose colour from the blush in
his cheeks. Before she could laugh, she stood up and started
clearing the table, "I'll do the dishes tonight, since you
gentlemen are being so gracious as to allow me to stay here."

After the dishes were done, Caity and Blair went into his room,
so they could catch up on what each had been doing, without
disturbing Jim any further. Jim sat out on the couch all
evening, hardly paying attention to the ball game on the
television, he was too busy eavesdropping on Blair and his
friend. Around 11, Caity finally came to the living room, after
having taken a shower, wearing one of Blair's robes, carrying
some bedding. She made up the couch that Jim wasn't using and
climbed under the covers, then removed the robe and placed it
beside her on the floor. Jim glanced over at her movements, and
with his eyesight, and the fact all she had covering her was a
light sheet, he could tell she was naked underneath the covers.
He sighed, and said, "Look, I just started watching this movie
and would like to finish--"

" 'Sokay, Jim, the TV being on doesn't bother me, probably help
me fall asleep faster," Caity, said smiling, and snuggling up to
her pillows. As she lay there, she could see Jim looking over at
her occasionally, *probably trying to figure out how much of a
threat I am* Caity thought to herself. After about an hour, she
looked over at Jim and saw him fast asleep, so, as quietly as she
could, she slipped off the couch and headed to Blair's room. She
just walked in, not wanting to knock and risk waking the beast in
the living room, and crawled under the covers and on top of her
sleeping friend. She was glad to feel that he still slept naked.
She started kissing him, licking his lips, until he responded,
half awake. She started kissing and nibbling on his earlobe,
until he came fully awake with a start. "Caity, what are you
doing here?" he hissed.

"I got lonely out there on the couch by myself, besides, I'm
horny and I want to fuck you," she purred as she kissed the spot
on his neck she knew always got him hot. Still worked, he started
to moan, until Caity put her finger on his mouth, whispering,
"Your friend is asleep on the couch. This'll have to be quiet
sex, can ya handle it?"

He nodded his head, and slid his hands down her back, grabbing
her ass and grinding her against his erection. She wriggled
against him in response, making him close his eyes and throw his
head back. She began kissing a trail down to his nipples, running
her hands through the hair on his chest and stomach, feeling the
muscles ripple in response. She quickly sucked one of his nipples
into her mouth, then gently bit it, making him arch off the bed,
and she licked the pain away. She kissed her way over to the
other one, giving it the same treatment, while her fingers
pinched and pulled the other one. He began to buck and writhe
beneath her, and she kissed her way down his stomach to his erect
penis.

She took the base of his cock in her hand and gently licked the
tip of it, making Blair's hips come off the bed, smiling, she
sucked the head into her mouth. Relaxing her jaw and throat, she
slowly took his full length into her mouth, as she did so, she
thought she saw movement in the doorway, and looking there, she
saw Jim, watching them, very intently. Seeing Jim watching them
gave her a very wicked idea, so when Blair tried to hold her head
still to fuck her mouth, she batted his hands away and held his
hips still, and sucked on his cock until he whispered, urgently,
"Cait, oh, I'm, oh gonna cum." Quickly pulling him out of her
mouth, she let his cum spurt on her face and chest, then licked
his cock clean. She pulled herself up and whispered, "I'll be
back in a few minutes, but I think you should come and watch."

With that she climbed off of him, and headed for the living room
where Jim was now sitting, pretending to be asleep on the couch.
Looking towards Blair's room she saw him standing just outside
the doorway. Good, just what she wanted. She quickly straddled
Jim, and smiled when he opened his eyes in surprise, and she
could feel his erection, and rubbed her pussy against it, making
him moan. Putting her mouth close to his ear she said, in a low
voice, but loud enough for Blair to hear, "I saw you watching us,
it made you hard didn't it? You were thinking about what it
would be like to be the one kissing him, the one sucking his
nipples, the one with his cock in your mouth weren't you?"

He nodded, unable to vocalize anything, he was almost
overwhelmed, he could feel the heat of her naked skin through his
T-shirt, and the wetness of her pussy through his boxers. And the
smell and sight of Blair's cum on her body was maddening, he
wanted to taste it, taste Blair, lick it off her body.

As if reading his mind she said, "Have you ever tasted him? I
betcha haven't, do you want to now? You can, just lick it off of
me, then you'll know, c'mon, babe, do it." She put her cheek
close to his face, and felt a tentative flick of a tongue against
her face, and smiled, as he grabbed her face, holding it still
for the assault of his tongue. She moaned with delight, this
man's tongue was fabulous, and she absently wondered if she could
get him to go down on her. He licked his way down to her breasts,
moving his hands to hold her shoulders, and she moaned, louder,
her eyes closing, her head falling back. Jim couldn't believe
the sensation of tasting Blair on someone else's body, but just
to taste the man he'd wanted for so long, it was almost enough to
make him come.

Jim turned over so that they were laying stretched out on the
couch, with him on top of her. He sucked on her nipple, grazing
it with his teeth as he released it, then switching to the other
one, as well as leaving little love bites on her breasts. Caity
was moaning now, bucking her hips, and she grabbed a hold of
Jim's head, and looking him in the eyes, said huskily, "Go down
on me, do it now!"

Jim complied, kissing his way to his objective. He kissed her,
then pulled her outer lips apart, slowly licking her clit, then
sucked it into his mouth, released it, licked it slowly again.
His tongue moved down to her entrance, pushing in and out in a
gentle rhythm. Jim had to use a good deal of strength to keep her
hips down on the couch, and smiled as he heard her screaming, "Do
it, yes, oh yes!" which turned into incoherent moaning. When he
sucked her clit back into his mouth she came, her thighs pressing
against the sides of his head, as her hips bucked, raising her
off the coach, and she screamed, a short burst of sound that
almost deafened Jim. She lay there, panting, trying to catch her
breath, as Jim laid his head on her stomach, she reached down to
stroke his head, "Oh, you have a wicked tongue, big boy."

Jim looked up at her and smiled, almost evilly, "You think my
tongue is good, wait to you feel my cock inside ya, babe."
Jim almost jumped out of his skin when he felt Blair's hands
pulling him up to a kneeling position.

Blair had watched the entire thing unfold in a state of
wonderment--he found out that Jim did want him, and seeing Jim
almost attack Caity to lick Blair's cum off of her, just about
made him cum. He'd watched Jim go down on Caity, wanting Jim to
be going down on him.

Blair pulled Jim into a bruising first kiss, his tongue demanding
entrance to the older man's mouth, and receiving it, Blair
groaned when he tasted Caity in Jim's mouth and when Jim returned
the kiss, Blair's knees almost gave out on him. Blair swatted
Jim's hand away when he reached to take Blair's erect cock in his
hand. "No. You're going to show Caity just how good your cock is,
and I'm going to show you how good mine is." Jim moaned his
agreement, wanting Blair in him, fucking him.

Caity who was getting wet again, just from watching these two
gorgeous creatures, spoke up, "Hate to say it boys, but for me,
no glove--no love. I'm in between birth control methods here."

Blair smiled, turned and picked up a couple of condoms and some
lube from the coffee table, and he rolled the condom onto Jim's
penis, and then one onto his own. He watched as Jim started
thrusting slowly, in and out of Caity, and quickly prepared Jim
to take him. When Blair's lubed finger slipped easily into Jim's
anus, he said, "You've done this before?"

"Yes, now hurry up!"

When Blair had Jim ready, he thrust into him hard, driving Jim
into Caity, who groaned, loving the feel of Jim's cock being
driven into her like this, but she was also getting off on
watching the two men above her, their faces contorted with the
ecstasy of what they were doing. She reached a hand down between
her legs to massage her clit, she did not get off on penetration
alone.

Jim didn't know how much longer he was going to last, with Blair
filling him up and Caity's tight pussy enveloping him, the
sensations were so strong, he could hear all three heartbeats
racing, along with their pulses. Suddenly, Blair bit Jim's
shoulder sending him over the edge, and he drove himself into
Caity, making her cry out as she reached orgasm, her vaginal
muscles spasming on Jim's penis, making him moan. Blair cried
out as Jim's ass tightened around his cock making him come.

Blair withdrew from Jim, getting off the couch quickly so Jim
could get out of Caity. The men discarded their condoms as Caity
sat up on the couch, watching them, and as she rubbed her lower
back, said, "Oh, my. That was intense, but, ah, if we do it
again, could we possibly use a bed? That just about killed my
back!"

"Bed sounds like a good idea, right now. I hope I have enough
strength to get upstairs," Jim said, heading for his room. When
he sensed Blair and Caity weren't following, but rather standing
there looking unsure, he gestured to both of them, and said,
"What are you two waiting for, engraved invitations, come on. I
don't want to sleep alone."

As they followed him up the stairs, Blair snorted, whispering to
Caity, but knowing Jim would hear, "Who says we're gonna let him
sleep?"

Caity laughed, "Yeah, and I hope he has lots of condoms up there,
we're gonna need them."

They climbed into Jim's large bed, with Blair in the middle, and
actually did fall asleep. A couple hours later, Caity was
wakened by the movement of the bed, and she saw Jim and Blair
making love, quietly. She just layed there, watching them, she
always enjoyed watching two beautiful men have sex. They came,
together, quietly, after which Caity heard murmured words of
love. As she rolled over to cuddle up to Blair's back, she looked
at the two men, thinking to herself, *I did good work here
tonight, and it was just too much fun*.