{"id":109,"date":"2011-08-27T14:37:10","date_gmt":"2011-08-27T14:37:10","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.squidge.org\/walterh\/?p=109"},"modified":"2011-08-27T14:37:10","modified_gmt":"2011-08-27T14:37:10","slug":"archiving-old-fic-the-look-the-sentinel-jimblairrafe","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.squidge.org\/walterh\/2011\/08\/archiving-old-fic-the-look-the-sentinel-jimblairrafe\/","title":{"rendered":"Archiving Old Fic &#8211; The Look &#8211; The Sentinel &#8211; Jim\/Blair\/Rafe"},"content":{"rendered":"<pre>Title: The Look\r\nAuthor: Squidgie (Walter H. Hopgood)\r\nFandom: The Sentinel\r\nPairing: Jim\/Blair\/Rafe (A threesome)\r\nWarnings: None \r\nNotes: Mucho thanks for letting me contribute to the auction. Glad \r\nthat I could help out! Also, thanks to DebraC and FireHorse for beta'ing \r\nthis for me -- great job guys! Yes, the guys seem to go through \r\ngymnastics, but they have fun! This is another in the Panda series. \r\nEach story is a standalone story, but has a panda somewhere in it \r\n(dedicated to PandaBear, who turned me on to Jim and Blair!).\r\nDisclaimer: No Cascade officers were harmed in the production of this \r\nwork, but their clothing did get quite wrinkled when they left it on \r\nthe floor.\r\n\r\n=================================================================\r\n\r\n\"Thanks, Rafe.  If you hear anything more, grab me, okay?  We'll \r\nbe downstairs for a bit.\"  Jim Ellison smiled at the cop, then\r\nturned to his partner, Blair Sandburg, and directed him through\r\nthe open door towards the elevators.\r\n\r\nA blush painted itself across Rafe's face as he paused to watch the\r\nhandsome pair leave the squad room.  Delectable thoughts raced through \r\nhis head as the pair walked away then turned the corner for the \r\nelevator.  He had tried to conceal his staring, pretending to read the \r\nfile held in his hand.  Under his breath, he added to himself,\r\n\"Ellison, I'd like to do a hell of a lot more than grab.\"  He sighed\r\nquietly, put his lust back onto it's solitary shelf, and went in \r\nsearch of his partner, hoping to duck out for a quick lunch.\r\n\r\n^-(*)-^\r\n\r\nRounding the corner, Blair caught himself mid-sentence, and \r\nstopped rambling as abruptly as his lover had stopped walking.  \"Jim?\"  \r\nSeeing the quizzical look on Jim's face, he tried to find out what \r\nhad stopped the larger man dead in his tracks.  \"What's wrong, man?\"\r\n\r\nIt was Blair's turn to paste a quizzical look on his face, as Jim's \r\nleft eyebrow shot skyward, taking a lip with it, forcing a crooked \r\nsmile across the cop's face.  \"What's wrong?  Jim, tell me what's \r\nwrong!\" The smaller man grew impatient.\r\n\r\n\"It's nothing, Chief.\"  The grin grew bigger, and Jim held out as\r\nlong as he could, while Blair's face ran the gamut of emotions.\r\nJust as the smaller man looked as if he were about to have an\r\nanuerism, he finally relented.  \"It's Rafe.\"\r\n\r\nBlair started slightly, still perplexed.  \"What?  What do you \r\nmean, 'It's Rafe'?\"\r\n\r\n\"I guess my choice of words were, um, shall we say, enticing to\r\nhim?\"  Thoroughly confused, he decided to put Blair out of his\r\nmisery once and for all.  Jim leaned in close to Blair's ear,\r\nstopping only for a second to take a deep breath through his\r\nnose, enjoying the smell of the hair he'd had draped over\r\nhis chest just hours earlier in bed.  Whispering, Jim quietly\r\nsaid, \"I said that we'd be downstairs, and if anything came\r\nup to grab me.\"  \r\n\r\nSomewhat loudly, and with an annoying tone, Blair shot back, \r\n\"Yeah?  So?  So what?\"\r\n\r\n\"Well, Chief,\" Jim continued with a smile, \"He said that he'd like\r\nto do more than grab.\"  Jim pulled back slightly, so his partner\r\ncould see his face, eyebrows shooting up again, once again\r\nbringing along a mischievous grin.\r\n\r\nBlair huffed, the heavy sound of indignity and property dripping\r\nfrom his lips.  \"Yeah right.  Over my dead body!\"  The elevator\r\ndinged behind them, and the pair strode inside.  Blair waited for\r\nthe doors to seal them in, alone, before making his move.  Just\r\nas the doors closed safely behind them, the detective was pounced \r\nupon by the smaller man, pinned against the wall of the moving room.  \r\nHis arms were held to his sides by Blair's hands, and his crotch was \r\nassaulted by the feel of Blair's erection grinding into him, \r\ncausing his own cock to grow with new life.  Piercing blue eyes \r\nstared up into his own, as a pair of ruby lips thrust upon the \r\ndetective's, their owner's tongue demanding entrance.  With a grind \r\nof his hips, Blair released a guttural, almost wolflike growl as the \r\nmen kissed.  \"You're mine, James Joseph Ellison.\"\r\n\r\nThe cop stood there, stunned momentarily as Blair pulled back\r\nand righted himself.  As the elevator's descent halted and the \r\nbell announced their arrival, he tried his best to come back to \r\nhis senses.  Blair strode out of the elevator and greeted the \r\nofficers he knew as if nothing had happened.  Jim took a few quick \r\nsteps to catch up, then grabbed his arm lightly to direct him to the \r\nevidence room.  \"One of these days, Chief.\"\r\n\r\nA look of pure innocence plastered itself over the smaller man's\r\nface, while eyes sparked and eyelashes batted quickly.  \"Whatever \r\ncould you mean, James?\"  A light, easy laugh fell from Blair's lips.\r\n\r\n\"One of these days you're gonna give me a heart attack....\"\r\n\r\n\"Oh no.  No, no, no, no, no.\"  As the pair entered the evidence room,\r\nBlair tried to look serious.  \"Oh wait.  Have you signed over your\r\nlife insurance to me yet?\"\r\n\r\nA hand came swiftly up from Jim's side, bopping Blair on the back\r\nof the head in a joking manner.  \"Christ!\" Jim exclaimed, as he picked\r\nup the box of evidence and began to open it.  \"What am I going to\r\ndo with you, Chief?\"\r\n\r\n\"It depends.\"  Blair nodded at the box that was almost open enough\r\nto reveal it's contents.  \"Is that the evidence from the sex\r\nclub case?  If so, I've got a few ideas....\"  \r\n\r\n\"You're in luck,\" Jim replied, taking the first piece of bagged\r\nevidence from the carton.  \"Bend over, sweetheart,\" he smiled\r\nas thrust the item at the smaller man, which turned out to be\r\na rather large frying pan.\r\n\r\n\"Ouch!\"  Blair backed away slightly, then dipped his head close\r\nto the box.  \"You got any lube in there?\"\r\n\r\nLaughter filled the little room, and the pair finally got down\r\nto actual police work.\r\n\r\n^-(*)-^ \r\n\r\nA light whistle left Jim's lips, as he busied himself with \r\nsetting the table and putting away that morning's dishes.  After \r\nthe couple had gotten home, they broke the chores into equal \r\nparts, Blair doing most of the cooking and Jim doing most of the \r\ncleaning and setup.  It had been like this for the three years\r\nthe couple had been together, soon after Blair had moved in to \r\nhelp Jim with his senses.  It was a loving relationship, one \r\nthat didn't just smolder, but raged like an unanswered forest fire.\r\n\r\nAs Blair dished out their meal, he questioned Jim's mood.  \"What's\r\nup with you, man?  You seem like you've been on cloud nine since\r\nthis afternoon at the station.\"\r\n\r\n\"I don't really know, babe.\"  Jim blushed slightly.  \"Well, I do\r\nknow, but I don't want it to upset you.\"  \r\n\r\n\"What, is this about the Rafe thing?\"  Blair was slightly nervous\r\nabout bringing the issue up, but tried not to let it show.  He \r\nhoped Jim hadn't realized it with his heightened senses.\r\n\r\nIt was widely regarded that couples often could read each other's\r\nthoughts, and many a time finish each other's sentences.  Jim\r\nhad never had this with Carolyn, but it came like second nature in\r\nhis relationship with Blair.  \"Yeah,\" Jim let out a quick smile.  \r\n\"Yeah, it is.\"\r\n\r\nA slightly worrisome look crossed Blair's face momentarily, his\r\neyes betraying him by showing a small hit to his self esteem.  \"You,\r\num, you want to talk about it?\"\r\n\r\n\"What's there to talk about, Chief?  I'm with you.  And to me, there's\r\nnobody else in this world that matters.\"\r\n\r\n\"Yeah, and I feel the same way, man.\" Blair's voice conveyed his\r\nunspent sigh of relief.  He stood behind Jim momentarily, slipping\r\nhis arm around his partner's waist, planting a kiss on the larger\r\nman's back, before returning to his duties.\r\n\r\n\"It's just....\"  Jim fought the words he wanted to say, trying\r\nto make sure the correct ones came from his mouth.  \"....it was,\r\nwhat's the word I want - nice?  Nice to know I 'still got it'.\"\r\n\r\nA perplexed look plastered across Blair's face.  \"What are you talking\r\nabout?  I compliment you all the time!  I mean we sit down and talk\r\nabout this and that and how good this is and-\"\r\n\r\n\"Whoa there, Chief.\"  Jim successfully derailed the rambling Sandburg\r\nexpress just as it was leaving the station.  \"I know that.  It's just\r\nthat, you know, it's different when it comes from somebody else.  You\r\nknow, like when you're driving to work and the person in the car next\r\nto you winks at you or something.\"  A smugness found it's way to Jim's\r\nexpression, pulling his mind away for a split second.  \"You know what\r\nI mean?\"\r\n\r\n\"Yeah, man.  Yeah, I do.\"  Deciding what was good for the goose was\r\ngood for the gander, he added, \"Like that time the new rookie \r\ncruised me in the bathroom?\"  Blair congratulated himself.  It seemed \r\nto be a new world record for the Jim-popping-out-veins-on-his-forehead \r\ncategory.\r\n\r\nAn almost guttural growl grew in Jim's chest and threatened to escape\r\nhis mouth.  He half snarled, half smiled at Blair, being just on the\r\nright side of playful.  \"He was a jerk.  I mean, what a pig, just \r\ntrying to treat you like a piece of meat.  I mean, at least Rafe\r\nis a friend.\"  \r\n\r\n\"Oh, so it's okay for Rafe to treat you like a piece of meat?\"  Blair\r\ncrossed his arms and posed the question to Jim a little defensively.\r\n\"Is that okay then?\"  When Jim hadn't responded within a few seconds, Blair\r\npushed some more.  \"What do you want, Jim?  Do you want him?\"\r\n\r\nThe distance between the couple was covered in an instant, and the tasks\r\nthey had been performing were now a distant memory.  \"Blair, I told you,\r\nyou are the only one for me.  You're my everything....\"  Jim\r\ndropped a kiss on Blair's nose gently.  \r\n\r\nBlair tried to get back into performing his job.  \"But if you weren't\r\nwith me, and Rafe had said that to you, would you take him up on the\r\noffer?\"\r\n\r\nJim thought about the theoretical offer for a few moments, then shook\r\nhis head slightly.  \"Well, *if* I'd never met you, and *if* he made the\r\noffer, I might consider it.\"  He then shook his head side to side a bit.\r\n\"It really would have to depend.\"\r\n\r\nEver so quietly, Blair posed, \"Do you *want* to take him up on the offer?\"\r\n\r\nTwo thick masculine arms enveloped Blair into a deep hug.  \"Babe, there is\r\njust no chance of that.\"  Jim pulled back slightly, turning the younger\r\nman, gazing down into the pools of Blair's eyes.  \"You know me better \r\nthan that.  Hell, you know me better than anyone.  I'm not the kind of \r\nguy that's going to stray.\"\r\n\r\nThe warmth of Jim's arms comforted Blair, and he knew exactly where his\r\nrightful place in the world was.  The last of the self-doubt left his body,\r\nand he relaxed into Jim's embrace.  \"I love you.\"  The words came so easy\r\nnow, every bit of it true.\r\n\r\nThe chestnut colored curls tickled Jim's face as he pulled the smaller\r\nman closer.  \"I love you too, Blair.\"  Both men held the embrace for a bit\r\nlonger, glanced into each other's eyes where each could see their souls\r\nentwined, then parted to finish setting up for dinner.\r\n\r\n^-(*)-^ \r\n\r\nOnce the dinner plates had been removed, cleaned, and put away, and the\r\nunexpected phone call from the soon-to-be-visiting Naomi was dealt with,\r\nthe couple found themselves sitting on the couch, Blair's head\r\nin Jim's lap, with Jim watching the Jag's game, and Blair engrossed \r\nin an anthropology text he had come across in the library.  But for as \r\nmuch as he appeared to be into the book, his mind had been wandering, \r\nthinking about their conversation earlier, among other things.  He \r\npondered to himself until a commercial interrupted the game, then began \r\ncautiously.  \"Hey Jim?\"\r\n\r\nA quick kiss from Jim's lips found it's way down onto Blair's head.\r\n\"Yeah, babe?\"\r\n\r\nIt was a difficult subject to broach for Blair, and he only hoped he\r\nhandled it just the right way, and made it through without letting his\r\nvoice crack.  \r\n\r\nJim sensed the increased heart rate and breathing in his guide and pulled\r\nhim closer.  \"Blair?  What is it?\"  Concern fit into his voice prominently,\r\nas a strong hand went to Blair's chin, turning the angelic face \r\ntoward his own.\r\n\r\n\"Um, what if we both wanted to stray?\"  Blair felt Jim tense up and pull\r\naway slightly as he realized his words didn't come out the way\r\nhe wanted them to.  \/Damn me for asking!\/ he thought.  He tried \r\nto clear up the situation.  \"No, no, no, no, no....  I mean, together.\"\r\n\r\n\"What the hell do you mean, 'together', Sandburg?\"  Jim was still \r\nslightly agitated, and the veins popped in his forehead again.  \r\n\"Is there someone else?\"  Before Blair had a chance to respond, Jim \r\njumped the proverbial bridge of conclusion.  \"Who is it, Blair?\"  Blair \r\nhad to put the textbook down and steady himself from the agitated\r\nseat his head was resting on.\r\n\r\n\"Never mind.\"  Blair tried to kill the conversation.  \"Just forget\r\nI brought it up.\"\r\n\r\nJim was one to avoid emotion on occasion, but he wasn't about to let go\r\nof something he loved.  Not without a fight.  \"No.  You brought it up.  \r\nNow explain.\"  He looked at the smaller man with a cross face.\r\n\r\nAbandoning his prone position, Blair sat up on the couch and turned\r\nto Jim.  \"Babe, what I meant was, what if we *both* did something that \r\ninvolved Rafe?\"  His heart was racing but it appeared Jim had lost some \r\noff edge just a bit.  \"You know, the little menage thing?\"  \r\nThe heat of anger curtailed slightly between the two men.  \"I mean, \r\nit's not unheard of you know.\"\r\n\r\n\"It is in my book.\"\r\n\r\n\"But Jim, you yourself said you *might* consider doing something \r\nwith Rafe.  Okay, fine.  In our relationship, I say no.  That's if you \r\ndid something by yourself.  But you know, if we worked together, it \r\nwould be different then.  It would be something that we *both* took \r\npart in and probably would enjoy.\"  Blair knew he wasn't in danger \r\nof losing Jim, as the look on Jim's face said to him, 'Go on.  Keep \r\ntalking.'  \"You know, Jim, the concept of fidelity is a purely Western \r\nthing.  Anthropologically speaking, it was always good to have more \r\nthan one mate, to insure propagation of-\"\r\n\r\n\"Can the speech, Darwin.  Why would we want to do something like that?  I\r\nmean, we have a good sex life, don't we?\"  Jim thought about the last few\r\nmonths, and how sex had become so much more sporadic than in the early days\r\nof their relationship.  But it had been good, and he was satisfied,\r\nhe told himself.\r\n\r\nRemembering their many sexual escapades, Blair smiled warmly to himself.\r\n\"Oh yeah.  We do have a *great* sex life.  And it's not getting old\r\nor anything, but is there something you would like to add to it\r\nor spice it up or something?  Some couples do a menage a trois thing,\r\nsome couples switch off partners with other couples-\"  The latter\r\npart of the statement brought a pang of fear and possessiveness to \r\nJim's face, so Blair continued quickly, \"But that's not what I want.\r\nThe switch off thing.\"  He looked at the larger man, raising an\r\neyebrow, \"I ain't letting you out of my sight, Ellison.  But you know, \r\nI think we could handle a threesome.\"\r\n\r\nJim looked at Blair, then over to the door, where he just *knew* \r\nJerry Fallwell and the entire Moral Majority were going to be waiting\r\noutside to tar and feather him, and then back to Blair.  \"Handle?\r\nA threesome?\"  Jim shook his head slightly.  \"I don't know, Chief.\r\nI don't know if I could deal with that.\"\r\n\r\nSeeing he was actually getting somewhere, but knowing that he had\r\nto put it in the right perspective, Blair tried to drive his point home.\r\n\"Jim, remember how you sometimes complain that I don't like to top you\r\nenough?\"  He waited for Jim to nod affirmatively before continuing.\r\n\"Well, so maybe Rafe is a top.  Or versatile.  Maybe we could arrange \r\nfor you and me and him to....well....you know.\"\r\n\r\nThe television captured the cop's attention again, and he quietly responded\r\nback to Blair.  \"No, I don't know.\"  Of course he was lying.  The crotch\r\nof his jeans was getting tight from the erection he was beginning to sport.  \r\n\"Tell me, Chief.\"\r\n\r\n\"Well,\" Blair began tentatively.  \"Maybe we could do something where\r\nyou and me are fooling around and he tops you.\"  \r\n\r\nA glance found it's way from Jim's face to Blair. \/Man, but is it getting\r\nhot in here?\/ Jim thought.  \"But wouldn't that mean you get left out?  \r\nWhat would you do?  I mean, me and Rafe, seems like we'd, um.... That\r\nwe'd be occupied.\"\r\n\r\n\"Ugh.\"  Blair rolled his eyes in mock disgust.  \"Jim, you are *so*\r\nwhitebread, you know that?\" \r\n\r\nBlair found one of his hands being taken in close to Jim, coming to rest\r\non his lover's stomach.  \"All nice and gooey on the inside, eh Chief?\"\r\nJim smiled easily at his joke.\r\n\r\n\"No,\" Blair rolled his eyes, \"I mean you're pretty vanilla.  I can't \r\nbelieve you've never done anything like this before.\"\r\n\r\nA look of incredulousness plastered itself across Jim's face like a\r\nshoddy billboard.  \"And you have?\"\r\n\r\nIt was Blair's turn to blush now.  \r\n\r\n ^-(*)-^ \r\n\r\nThe stage was set.  It was close to 7PM on Friday afternoon, and the \r\nMajor Crimes division was pretty sparsely populated.  Besides Jim\r\nand Blair, only Rafe and his partner Henri were in attendance, with\r\nHenri saying his farewell to the trio.  \"Come on, Rafe!  You can\r\ndo that on Monday; Geez!  Let's go grab a beer.\"\r\n\r\nThe handsome head shook gently side to side, it's moussed hair not\r\nshaking from it's held form.  \"No,\" he sighed, stealing a glance\r\nat Jim who was focused on his computer, with Blair sidling up his\r\nshoulder, \"I want a clean slate on Monday.\"  At the headshaking of\r\nhis partner, he added, \"Don't worry, I'll get out of here soon.\"\r\n\r\n\"Your loss, man.  Get a life, will ya?\"  Henri turned, facing Jim \r\nand Blair.  \"And you two,\" he added with a nod.  \"What the hell are\r\nyou still doing here?\"\r\n\r\nBlair looked up from his perch near Jim's shoulder.  \"Trying to find\r\nthe Stinson file.\"  Blair play-punched Jim in the arm.  \"Last\r\ntime I let you jockey the computer, big guy.\"  \r\n\r\nA monosyllabic grunt left Jim's chest, as Henri rolled his eyes.\r\n\"Whatever.  Just try and get out of here soon.\"  He turned towards\r\nthe door, calling to the trio over his shoulder.  \"Have a good\r\nweekend, guys.\"  \r\n\r\nQuiet reigned, at least to the normal ear, over the office, disturbed \r\nonly by the sound of the elevator arriving and departing.  Jim, \r\nsentinel hearing in place, could hear Blair's heartbeat speed up, \r\nalmost deafening him, but still matching his own heart beat for beat.  \r\nThe pair continued to work quietly, until Rafe began to stir gently.  \r\nIt was now or never, as Blair squeezed Jim's shoulder gently, then headed \r\nout of the room.\r\n\r\nThe pair of longing eyes followed Blair out of the room, then turned\r\nback to Jim.  Rafe sighed quietly, tucked the completed paperwork\r\ninto his desk, then gathered his wallet and keys from the drawer.  \r\n\"Now that that's done, I guess I'll head out, too.\"  Desire shone \r\nthrough his eyes towards Jim, then back in the direction Blair had \r\ndisappeared to.  As Rafe put on his coat, he tried to hide his longing \r\nfor the two men and carry on a normal conversation.  He strode in front \r\nof Jim's desk, stopping as he adjusted heavy material of his coat\r\nover his shoulders.  \"So,\" he questioned innocently, \"What do you \r\nboys have planned for the weekend?\" Impure thoughts about what his\r\ncoworker's loft would see the next two days ran amok through his head, \r\nand he flushed slightly.\r\n\r\nJim looked up from his task, eyes sparkling and heart beating as\r\nif it would jump from his chest.  \"Oh, I don't know,\" he let out\r\neasily, as he laced his fingers behind his head, leaning back\r\nin his chair.  \"Probably just a quiet weekend in.  Maybe catch\r\na movie.\"  He spotted Blair walking back in stealthily, then went\r\non with the plan after a moment of silence.  \"Care to join us?\" \r\nhe added, just as Blair slid behind Rafe and pressed against him, \r\nhis arms slipping up under the jacket, caressing the sculptured \r\nchest underneath.  \"I'm sure we could find *something* to do,\" \r\nJim cooed.\r\n\r\nThe tall detective stood stock still, acutely aware of the smaller \r\nman behind him whose hands were rubbing against his nipples beneath \r\nthe soft cotton shirt, and the large man who had just risen from his \r\nchair and joined the pair, sandwiching him between the couple.  \"Uh-Uhm, \r\nfellas?\"  He stammered as Jim wrapped his arms around pulling the \r\nthreesome close.  As Blair's hands went to his waist and Jim's lips \r\nsank into the small of his neck, he tried to reclaim his consciousness \r\nas it flew about the room in a fit of ecstasy.  \"Wha-  What the hell \r\nis going on?\"\r\n\r\nThe established couple pulled back from the stunned man, Blair\r\nmoved around, then leaned up to plant a kiss on Jim's lips, snuggling \r\nup into his lover's arms.  Each man still pawed Rafe gently, as\r\nBlair spoke up.  \"We just thought,\" he began as he looked up\r\ninto his lover's face, then back to Rafe, \"that you might want \r\nto join us for a night.  That is,\" he looked up and down Rafe, \r\nreading the man's body language, \"if you'd be interested in joining us.\"\r\n\r\nThe cold sweat that had beaded up on Rafe's brow was now \r\ndisappearing as he began to relax with the pair.  Soft, silken hands\r\nrose from his sides, reaching for the couple.  \"Wow,\" he began,\r\nlaughing quietly.  \"I don't know what to say.\"\r\n\r\n\"We hope you'll say yes,\" Jim threw back easily, squeezing\r\nBlair gently in his embrace.\r\n\r\nMore comfortable with the couple, Rafe ran through the impure\r\nthoughts he had had earlier about the loft, inserting himself\r\nstrategically.  \"I'd, uh.  I'd love to.\"\r\n\r\nA smile covered Blair and Jim's faces, matched with the one that\r\nhad plastered itself across Rafe's handsome face.  \"Wow,\" began\r\nRafe.  \"I'd have never thought you two would do anything like\r\nthis....\"\r\n\r\nJim's look went somewhat more serious.  \"Well,\" he blushed, \"Actually,\r\nwe never have.\"  He planted a quick kiss on Blair's forehead before\r\ncontinuing.  \"You'd, um.  You'd be our first.\"\r\n\r\nAn eyebrow cocked itself on Rafe's handsome face.  \"Are you sure you \r\ntwo are gonna be okay with this?  I mean, threesomes can be fun - but \r\nonly if everyone's comfortable.\"\r\n\r\nBlair grinned while Jim's face took on slightly stunned expression.\r\n\"What, am I the *only* person left on the planet who has never done\r\nthis?  Jesus!\"  Jim smiled, though feeling a little uncomfortable\r\nfor his lack of experience. \r\n\r\nA light chuckle left Blair and Rafe's mouths, followed quickly by\r\nRafe declaring, \"Don't worry Jim,\" he winked at Blair.  \"We'll  be \r\ngentle.\"\r\n\r\nAs the three began to get ready to leave the station, Jim pinched\r\nRafe's silken covered ass quickly.  \"To hell you will!\"  The threesome\r\neach enjoyed a communal laugh, Rafe blushing brightly, wondering just\r\nwhat he'd gotten himself into.\r\n\r\n^-(*)-^ \r\n\r\nThe trio sat close together in the diner's booth, sated by the meal \r\nthey had shared, but hungry for the carnal dessert that awaited \r\nthem.  They had discussed the idea of dinner on the way to their\r\ncars, and the rumble from Blair's stomach had been the deciding \r\nfactor.  As the three men relaxed, Jim and Rafe's eyes were riveted\r\nto Blair, who was licking chocolate sauce from his fingers. \r\n\r\n\"What?\" the long haired man asked, wondering what had prompted the\r\nlooks of lust coming from his companion's eyes.\r\n\r\n\"Jesus, Jim,\" Rafe gestured at Blair.  \"How the hell can you live\r\nlike this?\" he asked incredulously.  Blair's unknown seduction of\r\nthe two men during a simple meal had left them teetering on\r\ndesire's edge.\r\n\r\nA quick arm squeezed Blair's shoulder gently, as Jim smiled back \r\nat Rafe.  \"It's been hell,\" he chuckled back.  \"Do you know what it's\r\nlike walking around with an erection all day long?\" he asked quietly.\r\n\r\nLaughing eyes bounced from lover to lover, as Rafe responded honestly,\r\n\"If living with him,\" he nodded slightly to Blair, \"is anything like\r\nworking with the two of you, then hell yes, I know.\"\r\n\r\nBlair had stayed quiet as long as he could.  Since they were on the\r\nsubject, and the other two men were obviously as turned on as he had\r\nbeen since leaving the station, he decided to get further into the\r\ndetails of what was to come that night.  \"So, um, Rafe.  What do you\r\nlike to, uh, do?\"  Blair wiggled his eyebrows at the handsome\r\ndetective suggestively.\r\n\r\n\"What, do you mean sexuall-\"\r\n\r\nHe was cut off by a loud, forced cough that rang out from Jim's chest,\r\nand looked at Jim questioningly.  He followed Jim's cocked eyes to\r\nhis left, where the waitress was coming up from behind the counter.\r\nA look of understanding covered his face, as he dropped the subject \r\nquickly.  Just as he was about to bring up another subject, the waitress \r\nreached the men's table.\r\n\r\n\"Is there anything else I can get you boys?\"  The waitress tried to\r\nbe as seductive as she could, while covered in an eight hour shift's \r\nworth of food and grease.\r\n\r\nJim looked up, reaching for the check from her outstretched hand.\r\nHe was momentarily distracted by one of the only clean spots still \r\nvisible to the public, a pair of black and white miniature plastic \r\npanda earrings that hung from the woman's ears.  As he contemplated \r\njust how much she reminded him of Flo, the sitcom waitress, he accepted \r\nthe check from her.  \"No thanks.  We're fine.\"\r\n\r\nThe waitress sighed quietly and turned, the pair of pandas flying\r\nabout her earlobes as she completed her turn and headed back to the\r\nfront of the diner.\r\n\r\n\"Here, let me get that.\"  Rafe held his hand out to Jim, attempting to \r\nretrieve the meals' bill from the larger man.\r\n\r\n\"No, that's okay.\"  Jim pulled the bill closer to himself while he leaned\r\nback and reached for his wallet in his back pocket.  \"Besides,\" he \r\nreached in and grabbed a few bills, counting them out.  \"We invited\r\nyou, remember?\"  He smiled back at the younger man, whose face now\r\nwore a blush.\r\n\r\n\"Yeah, you did,\" Rafe smiled.  \"I'll just have to figure a way to repay\r\nyou.  Both.\"  He winked suggestively at both men.\r\n\r\nNot having forgotten the earlier subject, Blair continued on with his\r\nquestioning.  \"So, how do you want to work out your 'debt'?\"  \r\n\r\n\"Oh yeah.  What do I like sexually, you mean?\"  His eyes drew across \r\nthe couple appreciating the handsome view.  \"Well, I guess you'd say\r\nI'm pretty vanilla.\"  He did a quick inventory list of his sexual likes\r\nand dislikes.  \"I'm pretty easy going, I like all the general things,\"\r\nhe was still a little uncomfortable, but only because of the newness of\r\nthe situation, but kept going.  \"I'm kind of a voyeur, but I still love\r\nto participate.  I've been told I'm a great kisser,\" he paused briefly\r\nas he felt a leg brush up against his own underneath the table.  It\r\nhad to have been Blair, as he was presenting his 'I'm so innocent'\r\nface.  \"And I'm primarily a top, but I will bottom for the right guy.\"\r\n\r\nJim had been sitting back, appreciating the conversation, when he\r\nfelt Blair's hand come to a rest in his lap.  \"You think we can work \r\nwith that, big guy?\"\r\n\r\nJim adjusted himself in his seat, the thoughts of the conversation making\r\nhis body react.  Quietly, he ignored the lump in both his throat and his\r\npants.\r\n\r\n\"Yeah, Chief.  Yeah, I think we'll be fine.\"\r\n\r\nBlair turned back to the third man.  \"So,\" he began, his eyes and voice\r\nas seductive as Rafe had ever seen, \"what would you like to do with us?\r\nTo us?\"\r\n\r\nIt was Rafe's turn to adjust himself.  Blair enjoyed the effect he had \r\non the two men, and ignored his own physical discomfort for the moment.  \r\n\"Well,\" he began quietly, \"whatever you two would like me to do in \r\nparticular, or....\"\r\n\r\n\"Well I'm more the bottom, Jim is more the top.\"  Blair squeezed Jim's\r\nknee gently.  \"I was thinking maybe we could head back to our place, or\r\nyours, maybe get a shower, make a fire,\" Blair's leg rubbed higher up\r\nRafe's calf, \"spread a blanket and see what pops up.\"  When the two men\r\ndidn't speak, he realized they were hanging on to every word he was\r\nsaying, so he continued.  \"I can tell you what I'd like to do.  I'd like\r\nfor Jim and I to strip you down naked, then hold you between us.  Jim\r\ncould see just how good a kisser you are, while I suck on your nipples.\r\nThen we'll both work our way down your body, me licking your chest and\r\nthen your stomach, caressing your balls with my hands.\"  He noticed both\r\nmen breaking out in a slight sweat, but continued on.  \"Then I'd have\r\nJim and you kneel next to each other, so that you can both kiss some\r\nmore while I take both of your cocks in my mouth.  As I work you both\r\nin my mouth, I'll let my fingers play over your bodies.\"\r\n\r\n\"Blair-\" Jim began, unable to sit without fidgeting.  Blair quieted him\r\nby moving his hand from where it rested, bringing it to Jim's swollen\r\ncock, massaging it gently.  \r\n\r\n\"Are you cut or uncut, Rafe?\" Blair asked pointedly.\r\n\r\nStartled out of his delectable fantasy, Rafe answered quietly, \"Cut.  Not\r\nby choice, though.  I love men who still have their foreskin.\"\r\n\r\nWith a squeeze and a push, Blair continued massaging Jim's cock through the\r\nthick material that encompassed it.  \"Well, I'm cut, but Jim's not.  Maybe\r\nyou'd like to help me make sure he's ready by li-\"  He was cut off\r\nprematurely by Jim scooting away from him, standing up quickly.  \"What?\"\r\n\r\n\"Chief, if we don't go now,\" he nodded to the two men, \"I will *not* be\r\nresponsible for my actions.  Rafe, I think you'd agree with me; it'd be \r\njustified.\"  \r\n\r\nThe two men laughed easily, breaking the mood somewhat.  \"Damn.  Like I\r\nsaid, Jim.  How do you live with him?\"\r\n\r\nLooking around, noting they were alone in the diner besides the waitress, \r\nwho was reading a book with her back to them behind the counter, Blair \r\nleaned forward gently, grabbing both men's hands.  Pulling them towards \r\nhim, he extended the forefinger on each hand, then took both into his mouth, \r\ngliding his tongue over their surface smoothly.  With each man now totally \r\nmesmerized, Blair released the digits from the warmth of his mouth.  \"He \r\nloves every minute of it.\"\r\n\r\n^-(*)-^ \r\n\r\nThe trio entered Rafe's small home, Blair noting it was as immaculately\r\nkept as it's owner.  \"Make yourself at home.\"  Rafe led the pair into the\r\nmain room, \"Can I get you anything?\"\r\n\r\nBlair responded first, as Jim took in the environment.  \"No, I'm okay.  Jim?\r\nYou want anything, man?\"\r\n\r\nThe larger man seated himself on the overstuffed sofa.  \"Beer?\"  Jim ran\r\nhis fingers over the leather sofa, the silky feel of it registering under his\r\ncoarse skin.  It reminded him of the leather jacket he'd lost to his lover.\r\nOnce Blair had tried it on, he knew he'd never get it back.  Not that\r\nhe'd minded much, since he loved holding Blair while the younger man\r\nwore it.\r\n\r\nRafe returned to the living area, a beer in each fist.  He stopped, gazing\r\ndown at the couple who were settling down together, cuddling close.  As\r\nhe continued on, he rounded the couch and handed Jim his beer, then went\r\nto sit in the chair opposite.\r\n\r\n\"Whoa!  Where do you think you're going?\" Blair asked.  Just as Rafe was\r\nabout to sit, the long haired anthropologist made hand motions to him,\r\nindicating a position between the two lovers.  \r\n\r\n\"You sure?\"  Rafe looked at the men, feeling aroused at the company and\r\nposition he was getting himself in to.\r\n\r\nA wicked smile crossed Blair's face.  \"Wouldn't have it any other way,\r\nman.\"\r\n\r\nWith that, Rafe picked up his beer and crossed the room again, this time\r\ntowards the couple.  As Blair scooted further to his right, Rafe sat\r\nbetween the men, snuggling in cozy-like on the sofa, it's smooth material\r\ncool against his silken pants.  An arm rose from Jim's side and encircled\r\nRafe, as Blair's hand settled on his upper thigh.  A flush ran through\r\nhis body, and his erection began new life.  \"Oh my,\" he sighed, as his \r\nentire body began a delightful chill.\r\n\r\nBlair's eyes made their way from Rafe's body over to Jim, where Jim\r\nwas caressing the silk clad shoulder and staring back at Blair.\r\nA mutual smile was shared by the couple, as if signaling to each\r\nother.  Blair's eyes went back to Rafe's head, his hand reaching up\r\nand turning Rafe's face towards his own.  The two men leaned in and\r\nshared a kiss, while Jim encircled Rafe with his massive arms, feeling\r\nthe well defined muscle beneath the thin material that covered his skin.\r\nAs Jim and Blair's hands ran over the third man's body, they met\r\noccasionally, fingers clasping together and then returning to their\r\nmutual stroking.\r\n\r\nIt was Blair who cut the passionate kiss off first, rising from the\r\ncouch.  One hand extended to each man, he urged them to join\r\nhim; that couch was just not big enough for the plans he had going\r\nthrough his head.  Jim stood first, pulling Rafe up seconds later.\r\nThe three men stood in the living room huddled together, Rafe turned\r\nfacing the larger man.  Jim bent down slightly and pulled Rafe\r\ninto an embrace, capturing his mouth and kissing it hungrily, while\r\nBlair ground his crotch into Rafe's silken covered ass through his\r\nown coarse jeans.  \r\n\r\nSix hands made their way over each body, caressing the material and \r\nhot skin that it held gently.  As Blair continued to grind into \r\nRafe's ass, his fingers found Rafe's nipples and began to tease them \r\ngently.  He began slowly, with just the tips of his index fingers,\r\nthen as Rafe began to moan heavily into Jim's mouth, he took each\r\none between his finger and thumb, pinching them slowly.  Rafe\r\nreleased Jim and threw his head back, leaning it on Blair's shoulder.\r\nAs Blair continued to manipulate his nipples, Jim leaned in and\r\ncaptured his neck, sucking on it gently until Rafe was almost\r\nreduced to a puddle of silken goo.  \r\n\r\nIt took a few seconds, but Rafe reclaimed his composure enough to\r\nregain his faculties momentarily and slowly pull the men close.\r\nA quick kiss planted on each man's lips, he gathered each by the\r\nhand, leading them towards the bedroom.\r\n\r\nRafe entered the darkened room first, letting go of the men's hands\r\nso he could go to his dresser.  The strike of a match lit the room, \r\ncausing Jim to shield his eyes by burying his face into Blair's neck, \r\nnibbling gently on the supple skin that he found there.  Candles lit, \r\nRafe watched the men caress each other for a moment, before he turned \r\nback and opened a drawer.  He reached in and pulled out lube and \r\ncondoms, placing them on the bedside table.  \r\n\r\nHis attention fully back on the men, he watched as each man stared\r\ninto the other's eyes, while nimble fingers removed clothing from\r\nthe other.  Shirts were first to go, and he watched the sculptured\r\nchest of Jim Ellison push against the furry chest of Blair Sandburg,\r\nwith the couple locked in a kiss.  Eyes closed and lips and tongues\r\ntangled, each man unbuckled belts and pants, allowing them to drop\r\nto the floor.  The lovers separated momentarily, leaning down to\r\nremove their socks and shoes, then finally their pants.  As they\r\nstood in Rafe's bedroom, clad only in boxers, they walked over to\r\nthe third man, and began removing his clothing.\r\n\r\nBlair knelt down in front of Rafe, untying the shoes while Jim \r\nloosened the shirt and let it hang opened on the shoulders.  Both \r\nmen then began to work on Rafe's pants, Jim removing the belt\r\nwhile Blair worked the button and zipper.  It was a sensual striptease,\r\none that caused Rafe to become covered in gooseflesh.  Blair\r\nlowered the pants over Rafe's deliciously curved ass, as Jim\r\nremoved the shirt, gentle kisses flowing over the smooth skin.\r\nRafe was pushed back onto the bed by the couple, so that his shoes,\r\nsocks and pants could be removed.  Jim lay him back on the bed and\r\nclimbed upon his chest, straddling it, as Blair removed the remaining\r\ngarments, then joined the couple, placing his body closer to the head \r\nof the bed.\r\n\r\nWith Jim on Rafe's chest, Rafe leaned up, taking Jim's hardening\r\ncock into his mouth.  Jim fed the handsome man his cock, while he\r\nleaned up flowing kisses over Blair's face, trailing them down his\r\nlover's body.  Continuing lower, Jim began to lick at Blair's \r\nthighs, nuzzling his cock and balls, wetting them with his tongue.\r\nBlair's rigid cock thrust in and out of Jim's mouth, his hands \r\nrunning over Jim's smooth skin, then gently through Rafe's hair.\r\nBlair could see very little of the third man, but knew that Jim\r\nwas enjoying the sensations the unseen man was causing.\r\n\r\nAs moans filled the room, each man began to stir from their \r\npositions.  Already, Rafe's fingers had found their way to Jim's\r\nass, and had probed it gently, sending one, then two digits\r\nlightly into Jim's ass, just past the ring.  Jim began to pant, \r\nreleasing Blair's cock from his mouth, urging his lover to flip.  \r\nBlair obliged, and turned over onto his stomach, offering his \r\nbackside to the larger man.  Jim turned sideways, allowing \r\nRafe to move from underneath the larger man's body, all the while \r\nattacking Blair's ass with his tongue and fingers.  Jim's tongue \r\ndelved deep, lubricating his lover's ass, as Rafe climbed around and \r\nmoved up to Blair.  He leaned up, putting his head even with Blair and \r\nbegan kissing the smaller man deeply.  Blair moaned into his mouth, \r\nas Jim continued his assault with his tongue.\r\n\r\nRafe positioned his body in front of Blair, leaning up on the bed.\r\nHis hands roamed through Blair's hair, pulling the younger man's\r\nface towards his throbbing cock.  His cock was swallowed up by\r\nBlair hungrily, Blair's velvet mouth causing delectable sensations\r\nthroughout the cop.  He opened his eyes to see Blair looking up\r\nat him, cock stuffed down his throat.  As Blair deepthroated him,\r\nJim climbed up from his position, watching his lover devour the\r\nthick member.  Jim moved his body up, lubed his throbbing cock and\r\npositioned it at the entrance to Blair's ass.  With a slight push \r\nfrom both him and his lover, his thick cock penetrated Blair's\r\nass gently.  \r\n\r\nWith Jim's cock pumping in and out of him, Blair moaned deeply,\r\nwhile releasing Rafe from his mouth.  He began licking the cop's\r\nballs, enjoying the feel of Jim inside of him.  Rafe watched the\r\nlarger man pump into Blair's ass, running his hands over both men.\r\nHe pulled himself up from the bed and situated himself behind the\r\nlovers, picking up the lube and a condom as he settled in.  Mesmerized \r\nby Jim's thrusting ass and muscular back, his hands began exploring \r\nJim's body again.  Dabbing lube onto his fingers, he put them between \r\nJim's cheeks.  Sensing the probing fingers, Jim started making longer \r\nthrusts, letting Rafe's fingers tease him ever so gently.  Rafe's \r\nfingers probed Jim's ass, causing the larger man to shudder in ecstasy.\r\n\r\nWith his free hand, Rafe brought the condom wrapper to his mouth,\r\nripping the package open to reveal it's prize.  Using a little\r\nlube, his fingers momentarily taken from Jim's ass, he wrapped\r\nthe latex sheath over his stiff cock.  Still mesmerized by the\r\nview, he put his hands onto Jim's side, as if to help direct him.\r\n\r\nTrying to focus on the sensations running through him, Jim allowed\r\nRafe to pull him and his lover to their left, until the two men were \r\nresting on their sides.  Jim still thrusting into Blair, he readied\r\nhimself as Rafe got behind him, his cock throbbing against Jim's\r\nbackside.  Getting into position, Rafe slowed Jim down somewhat,\r\nas he placed the crown of his penis against Jim's entrance.  With an\r\neasy thrust, he pushed into the larger man, feeling the hot cavern\r\nsurround his sheathed cock.  Moaning, Rafe leaned over the two\r\nmen, enjoying the sensations.\r\n\r\nAs Rafe pumped into Jim, who in turn was still pumping into Blair,\r\nhe allowed his hands to roam over the lovers.  He allowed his hand\r\nto find Blair's nipple ring, and pulled it slightly, causing the\r\nsmaller man to groan uncontrollably.  Rafe's hand left the furry\r\nchest, then focused on Blair's cock, replacing Blair's hand and\r\nstroking it furiously, stopping occasionally to play with Blair's\r\nballs.  \r\n\r\nThe feeling of Blair's ass contracting at each stroke of Rafe's\r\nhand, compounded with the thrusting of Rafe's cock against his\r\nprostate had Jim's body in a state of pleasant bliss.  It wasn't\r\nlong until the effects of the two men began to take their toll, \r\nand Jim felt the beginnings of his orgasm.  He sped up, his body \r\ncrying for release, when Rafe pulled out of his ass quickly, \r\nstopping his own thrusting with a strong arm.\r\n\r\nWild eyes looked from Jim's face, bearing down on Rafe.  \"Jesus\r\nChrist,\" he exclaimed breathily, \"are you trying to kill me?\"\r\n\r\n\"Torture maybe,\" Rafe grinned at Jim, winking at Blair.  \"Maybe\r\neven hurt you a little, but I ain't gonna kill you.\"  Rafe moved\r\nthe two men, separating them somewhat.  \"Here, Jim.  Get on your\r\nback.\"\r\n\r\nThe larger man obeyed, laying flat on his back on the bed.  As\r\nRafe pulled Jim's legs up, resting them on his shoulders, Blair\r\nclimbed up above Jim, facing Rafe.  With his cock back inside of\r\nJim, Rafe leaned up, pulling Blair's face to his, taking his\r\nlips and tongue as if to posses them.  Jim guided Blair's hips\r\nuntil Blair's thick cock was shoved down his throat, and Blair\r\nwhimpered in ecstasy as Rafe claimed him.  \r\n\r\nOne hand on Rafe's chest, the other on Jim's cock, Blair knew\r\nthat the feelings he was helping to produce in the other men\r\nmimicked those he felt within his own body.  With Jim clamped \r\non his cock, sucking the head intensely, and his lips bruised \r\nfrom the intense kissing and licking Rafe was giving him, \r\nhe knew he would not last long.  The familiar tickle began deep in \r\nhis body, followed quickly by an almost involuntary convulsion.  \r\nJim raised an arm, claiming the nipple ring between two fingers, \r\nsending Blair over the edge.  He released Rafe's mouth, leaning \r\nonto the man's broad shoulders, and cried out loudly, as incredible \r\nsensations swept over him.  His orgasm was powerful, the thick \r\nejaculate shooting out of his contracted balls, down into Jim's \r\nthroat.  He could feel Jim swallow his seed, the head of his cock \r\ntickled by the contracting of his lover's throat.  As his orgasm \r\nsubsided, he withdrew from Jim's mouth, leaned down, and began to \r\nkiss his lover, tasting his own essence from his lover's mouth.\r\n\r\nNow sated, Blair focused on pleasuring the other two men as much\r\nas he could.  He allowed his hands to roam over the other men,\r\ncaressing and nipping as much as his tired body would allow.  He\r\nreached back, pulling on Rafe's balls gently, teasing them with\r\nthe wetted palm of his hand, and could tell the third man was\r\ngetting close.  Rafe's balls contracted up against his body, and he\r\nthrew his head back.  With a slight tug against his testicles, Rafe\r\ngave himself over to a powerful orgasm, crying out, taking Blair's\r\nmouth and covering it with his own.  Each thrust into Jim's ass\r\nwas punctuated deeply, sperm filling up the latex condom buried\r\ndeep in Jim's ass.  \r\n\r\nThe pulsating sensations of Rafe's orgasm was enough for Jim.  As\r\nRafe began to slow his thrusts down, Jim's orgasm renewed itself.\r\nHe grabbed his cock, and pumped.  Blair's hands fell to Jim's\r\nnipples, sending the larger man over the edge.  Jim cried out \r\nloudly, his balls sending a scalding load over his stomach and\r\nchest.\r\n\r\n^-(*)-^ \r\n\r\nIn the still of the night, the three men lay sleeping.  The lovers\r\nhad placed Rafe between them, kissing and talking until the early\r\nhours of Saturday morning.  Spent, each man dropped off into sleep, \r\nnot knowing what the next day would bring, but sure that it would be \r\npleasurable.\r\n\r\nEnd<\/pre>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Title: The Look Author: Squidgie (Walter H. 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