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"My mom is always telling me that I'm not good enough," I confided to Kelley. "My grades aren't good enough. I didn't score enough on the field. Even when I'm the MVP, she tells me I'm a ball-hog."

"'Suma," the husky's face contorted as he clasped my shoulder. "I don't feel so great."

"Hey coach!" I hollered. "Kelley needs to sit this one out. He was studying all night last night. Think he needs to get some food in him." I knew that if I was the one to ask, coach would make it happen. In contrast to my mother, coach always listened to me. Said I was "naturally gifted", whatever that means. A quick nod was all the response I needed from him.

"Okay, Kelley," I led him to the edge of the practice field and pointed to the locker room. "Go grab some snacks out of the machine. I'll call you later tonight to make sure you're alright."

The husky weakly wagged as he limped away. Normally, I'd say that Kelley looked just as good going as he does coming, but this time I was too worried about him. We grew up together. He and Calvin and I were always pretty inseparable. And we'd only gotten closer in high school.

Kelley didn't even look back as he disappeared down the hill. Don't really blame him. I know I'm not much to look at. Definitely could never land a catch like Kelley or Calvin. Trust me, I know where I sit on the totem pole.

"I'm out, too!" I called out. I knew coach wouldn't mind. He'd let me get away with anything. I just couldn't stop picturing Kelley's face in pain. I had to go make sure he was okay.

It was more than a few degrees cooler inside than it was out in the setting fall sun. I breathed it in, letting the cold wash over me, re-energizing me.

The guys' dressing room was to the left, and the girls' was to the right. And at the end of the hall was the old basketball court, that we now used for practice. This late in the day, though, and there wouldn't be a soul in the whole building. I made a quick pit-stop to grab some waters from the drink machine, and headed back to the locker room.

"Kelley?" I started to whisper as I stood in the hallway. I pushed the door a little and shoved my muzzle in through the crack. "Oh!" I inhaled sharply.

There was the husky. Standing there in his boxers. I felt a tingle in my own underwear as I inched the door open further. But I stopped myself when I saw Kelley pull out his cock. He was about to paw off! I have to walk away, I thought. Now.

But I couldn't. Especially when I realized that he was looking at something that he'd gotten out of Calvin's locker. A photo? I dunno what it was a picture of, but it was making him really excited; that's for sure. He looked around to see if he was alone before he started stroking himself.

"Crap," I muttered, dropping my hands defeatedly. I can't get a boner in public. I just can't. It'll poke out the top of the top of the waistband on my sweatpants. There's no way to hide it. As much as I wanted to stay, I couldn't. I breathed a sigh of relief anyway, because I really didn't want to add "creepy stalker" to the list of reasons why I don't think I'm good enough for Kelley. Still, I'm sure that's as close as I'd ever get to doing what I want to do to that hot husky...

* * *

"Looks like you won, 'Suma!" Kelley congratulated me. I was suddenly snapped back to reality. I had let my thoughts get the best of me while I was waiting for the dogs to finally finish our race.

"Got lucky," I tried to shrug it off. "I just had a good start is all." I didn't want to say that I only stopped holding back when Kelley told me to. Because it turns me on when I beat that Dalmatian. It always has.

There's just something about watching that cocky Dalmatian get what's coming to him. That despite his bragging, he's not always top dog. Sometimes I think it turns him on, too.

But that was before last night. That was before the fears that I'd had since ninth grade came rushing back, hitting me right in the face. Calvin had always liked Kelley. Even though I never wanted to admit it, I always knew it. And when I saw Kelley pawing off to the photo in Calvin's locker our senior year... I knew. I just wasn't good enough.

I told them that I'd meet them later. That they should go have sex. I wouldn't get in their way. And for a little while, that made me happy. Knowing that I was giving up something I wanted to give them what they'd always wanted. But I couldn't stop thinking that that's what I've been doing my whole life. Deciding on my major, playing every freaking sport possible, pretending to like girls: it's never been what I wanted. I just bowed down and let everybody make my decisions for me. Because I'll never be as good as I want to be.

The worst part, though, is that it always turned me on to picture myself putting Calvin in his place. Humiliating him. Showing him who the boss was. But even more than that, I realized, what made me hard and excited was watching those two and their superiority struggle. I wanted Kelley to put Calvin in his place. I wanted Calvin to show Kelley who the top dog was. There wasn't even a place for myself in my fantasies anymore.

I slumped to the lodge, stored my ski gear in one of the rent-a-lockers, and started playing with my phone. I used my restaurant app to make a reservation for three at six-thirty at the seafood and steak place. I bought a map at the gift shop. I picked up a cup of coffee; my second for the day. I wandered to all of the tourist-y places that they expect you to go to. I did all I could to not run all the way to the cabin and tell the guys how I really felt.

I was falling in love with them. And I don't know anymore if it was because of the three-way, or if this was a long time coming. And why both of them? I know it's weird, but yeah, yesterday and this morning kind of cemented it in my head that they're exactly what I wanted.

I felt like a right fool.

The hours passed as I sulked. I knew that they were up there banging each other. I don't care, I kept repeating to myself. But I did.

It's not that they were having sex. That's not what bothered me. I couldn't quite put my finger on what I think I should have done differently. Maybe everything.

"Ack!" I spat out in surprise when I looked at my phone. I only had ten minutes left to meet the dogs at the restaurant. Guess my wallowing in self-pity would have to wait.

They were already waiting for me by the front door by the time I had grabbed my light jacket from the locker and trotted to the restaurant.

"Hey, buddy." Calvin peeped. "We missed you! You ready to eat?"

I gulped. Kelley just smiled at me, wordlessly. He was biting at his lip, the way he always does when he's nervous.

I gave the host my name and he was able to seat us immediately. Walking through the crowded restaurant, I realized how under-dressed we were. Our t-shirts and windbreakers clashed loudly with everybody else's collared shirts and slacks. The host gestured toward an empty table with three settings already placed and silently walked away.

"I'll give you boys some light to eat," a sharp-dressed cheetah that was standing just ahead sparked a match and lit the lone candle on our table before we had even picked out which chair to sit in. "My name's Enrique. As you can see, we're quite busy tonight, but I guarantee you our chefs are the best on the mountain. A one-of-a-kind dinner awaits you!"

I could barely pay attention to the cheetah as he went on and on. I smiled politely and ordered a sweet tea with lemon. The waiter placed our menus in front of us and disappeared to fetch our drinks.

"So," I forced a big smile, "what did you guys do today?" I kept telling myself that I didn't care. I guess I did.

"We had a little fun in the hot tub," Calvin rested his paw on top of Kelley's and responded. "Then we took a quick nap until time to meet you." Kelley nodded, barely taking his eye off of the flickering candle flame.

"Sounds like fun," I admitted. It really did sound like fun. It honestly made me feel good to hear that they went and fooled around. Sure, I would have liked to be there. But I am the one that sent them off to be alone, after all.

Kelley kept looking over at Calvin. I couldn't tell if the husky was being silent because there was something that he just couldn't say; or because he was waiting for the Dalmatian to say something. But it didn't matter. I was going to break the silence.

"Look guys," I started, "I just want to let you know that I'm happy for you two. I always had the feeling that you liked each other, and I won't stand in the way of that. I had fun last night, but if you want to..."

"Kusuma..." Kelley finally spoke, his voice soft and trembling.

Calvin jerked his paw back away from the husky's and cleared his throat. Enrique was coming back with our drinks and we paused the conversation for a moment. The cheetah went over their specials for the night and took our food orders. We thanked him warmly, although we were just ready for him to walk away so we could keep talking.

"'Suma," Calvin glanced over to Kelley, who went back to biting his lip. "For as long as I can remember, I've loved you two like brothers... But now, I'm falling in love..." He couldn't finish. He copied the husky's mannerism and lightly chewed his thumb-tip as he looked way, lost in thought. He was starting to shake.

"You're in love, Spotty," I leaned in. It felt weird calling him that. He and Kelley were more inclined for the pet names, but I really liked how it made me feel now that I'd actually done it. "And I couldn't be happier for the two of..."

"I'm in love with both of you, Kusuma" the Dalmatian cut me off. His arm was quivering now, and he held his paw up over his muzzle as if he were putting the words back into his mouth. "Kelley and you."

"Calvin..." Kelley blurted out, his eyes wide in disbelief. "Are you sure?"

"Yeah," the Dalmatian finally removed his hand from his face and took a sip of his tea. "I was going to tell you when we were alone earlier. Thought it would be easier to tell you one at a time. But the words never came..." He gulped some more of his drink.

"I..." I swallowed hard. "Kelley, how do you feel about this?"

"I feel the same way," the husky whispered. "I was afraid to tell either of you. Even if you two were okay with how I felt, I was just scared to death that maybe..." He breathed in deeply and collected his thoughts. "That maybe one or both of you was just into it for the sex. But I'm falling hard. I want you both."

"Are you two screwing with me?" I narrowed my gaze, my heart still pounding although my spirits were finally lifting. They both just smiled and shook their heads. "I think I'm the happiest person in the world right now. You have no idea how long I've wanted this."

"Just as long as we have, I imagine," Calvin chuckled. "I'm getting shaky just thinking this, but... will you two be my boyfriends?"

"Let me get this straight," Kelley grinned, "Spotty, of all people, is the first of us to use the 'L' word out loud, and he's the one who asked us out?"

"I'm the first at everything, babe," Calvin's tail was wagging out the back of his chair. "Thought you'd be used to this by now."

"Just one favor," I meekly interrupted the playful banter. "You two have gotta keep up the one-upmanship stuff. Especially when we're going at it." My face became warm as I blushed deeply. "It really makes me hard."

"One bacon cheeseburger, sir," Enrique, who had snuck up behind me, announced. He handed a plate to Kelley. "And a turkey club, no tomato, for you," Calvin lowered his face so nobody would see him laughing. "And for the... excited gentleman, Tuscan chicken." The cheetah's smile said it all. He had heard me.

"I'm sorry, I was just..." I tried to explain. I wanted to sink into a hole right about now.

"I can check in the kitchen if you like," Enrique winked, "but I believe we are fresh out of judgment this evening. You boys have fun, and enjoy your dinner."

Enrique was right. This night was definitely one-of-a-kind.

And of course, we all lived happily ever... I'm kidding! Kidding! I haven't even gotten to the best part yet...

* * *

"Ha!" Kelley jumped up and down. "I beat you again, slowpokes!" The husky gloated, swinging the door open to our cabin.

"We let you win," I teased. "But can you be the first to the shower?"

We all blasted up the stairs and into the bedroom. My clothes were off in a flurry of colored fabric. I was trying not to get too excited. I like watching people go from soft to hard. But it was getting really difficult not to pop a boner knowing that I just beat those two upstairs, stripped, and turned on the water before they even had their boots unlaced.

"Aww, 'Suma won!" Kelley yipped. He was having a hard time pulling off his pants due to his rapidly wagging tail. It was really a treat when his nice cock finally flopped out for Calvin and I to see. The Dalmatian was the last to get undressed, his hard member bouncing as the elastic from his boxer-briefs caught his tip.

"That's not all he won," Calvin skipped into the bathroom. "I always noticed that he had a pretty noticable bulge in the locker room," the spotted dog gripped my dick and squeezed, "but I never knew that he'd be this hung. Did you, Kelley?" Oh well, ya can't stay soft forever, right? Calvin's warm paw had to loosen its grip as my meat expanded. His expression was priceless.

"Well, I've been trying to sneak a peek for years now in the locker room," the husky laughed. "But never got to put my eye on the prize. Not until last night that is." He licked his lips and followed the Dalmatian's lead by clasping his soft paw around the top half of my cock, his pinky intertwining with Calvin's index finger.

"Locker room, eh?" I smirked. "That reminds me, Kelley. I've seen your junk before. You were pawing it that day that you got got that stomach ache and had to leave practice early."

"You saw that, did you?" he smiled and started stroking me. "Did you like what you saw?"

"Well, yeah I liked it. I just didn't stay to watch," I stepped into the shower, the dogs' paws never leaving my manhood. They entered close behind me, and Kelley nudged me toward the tile seat on the opposite end of the shower. "I didn't want to risk getting hard in public."

"I can see why that'd be a problem," Calvin stroked in unison with the husky. "It's hard to hide this, I bet. Even when it's soft."

I started to turn red under my fur again. "Tell you what," I stood up, "let's clean each other and then make our way back in there. I think the bed's ready for round two. I'll let you guys do whatever you want."

"I have a few ideas," Kelley was blushing too as he loosed his grip on me and started rubbing body wash onto Calvin's chest.

We took turns washing each other, exploring each other's bodies slowly. My fingers tingled as I traced my way around the dogs different parts. And my nuts drew up as they rubbed me in return.

"So, why were you jerking it in the locker room?" the Dalmatian asked playfully. "Wish I coulda been there to see it."

"Go ahead, puppy," I teased. "Tell him whose locker you were snooping in with your cock out."

"Actually," Kelley poked me in the tummy, "Spotty should tell us why he paws off to a photo of the three of us at the water park."

"You butt," the Dalmatian put on a goofy face. "How did you know about that?"

"Your locker was open," the husky tried to look as innocent as he could. "I was just going to take your clean clothes or something as a prank, but then I found that. It smelled like penis, straight up. You must have rubbed your dick on that a lot."

"You sniffed it?" I joked, poking Kelley back.

"I..." he paused and giggled, embarrassedly.

"Look," Calvin started rubbing both mine and the husky's belly, "that picture was hot! You with your rump pointed right at the camera and your tongue out. Kusuma flexing and a very visible outline showing in his swim trunks."

"Ha ha," I joined in the tummy rubs. "I'm glad to know I'm not the only one who beat off thinking about my friends."

"I've got to confess," Kelley started, "I even jerked it to that photo we took on our first road trip to that music festival."

"You mean the one where I've got you both in a headlock?" Calvin slinked up closer to us.

"Actually, Spotty," I shivered again calling him that, "you were only grabbing Kelley. I easily overpowered you and had you by the neck. If you're going to reminisce, at least do it right." Kelley and I both laughed.

"He's right, Spot," Kelley joined in, moving my paw down to Calvin's meat. We each took a turn milking it, making the Dalmatian moan softly. He was speechless.

Looking back at my two naked friends, I twisted the knob and shut the water off.

We dried off thoroughly but quickly, so excited to continue.

"So, Kelley, what was your idea?" Calvin inquired, falling onto the bed and pulling us next to him.

"Well, it's like a sixty-nine," the husky tapped himself on the bottom lip. "But with an added person."

"You mean like a one-thirty-eight?" I grinned.

"Nerd," Calvin chuckled. "Okay, pup, so how do we do a one-thirty-eight?"

"Well..." the husky repositioned himself, and tugged at the Dalmatian's arm to show him where to go.

Each of their muzzles were at my lap, and their yummy members were at either side of my face.

"Spotty, you and I will take turns sucking on 'Suma," Kelley explained. "And 'Suma, you can take care of these however you want." He reached down and shook his cock in my face, then reached over and gave Calvin's a few strokes, touching it to my lips.

Before I could say anything, both of the dogs were expertly dragging their rough tongues along my shaft. Watching them go at it was making me leak. And as much as I would have loved to just watch them do their thing, I was even more eager to pleasure the two quivering pieces of doggy meat that were plopped onto my muzzle.

I stroked each one. Kelley was definitely more of a handful than Calvin, but they were both bigger than the occasional dick that I'd seen in the changing room.

The husky was getting excited and was pumping his rod into my paw as he squeezed mine. Calvin and Kelley alternated between whose paw got to go on top, and from the looks of it there was still plenty of room even with two paws on my cock. The next time it was Calvin's turn at my tip, he wrapped his lips around my dick head. "Mmm..." I gasped. So warm and soft.

I engulfed Calvin's cock and started licking his nuts while his entire shaft was in my muzzle. Meanwhile, I jacked off the husky directly into my face. Spotty bucked forward and I tasted some pre come out of his tip. The Dalmatian lowered himself farther down my cock, trying to take in the whole thing. I felt it hit him in the back of his throat when he was around halfway and he choked. For some reason, that made him dribble out pre even more.

Kelley rubbed Calvin's cheek as the spotted dog raised his head. Then the husky gripped my base and pointed my dick toward his waiting mouth. I switched too, and started sucking on Kelley's thick, throbbing meat while still pawing Spotty. I lapped at his tip a little before deep-throating him.

Kelley made it past the point where Calvin stopped pretty easily, but before he could get it all in, he coughed and backed off just a little. He looked over at the Dalmatian, who grinned smugly. The husky smirked back and then swallowed, pushing my head down into his throat.

"Ahh..." I moaned as Kelley was taking in my entire cock. Each time he bobbed down and my tip slid deep into him, I could feel his salty pre-cum drip out onto my tongue. Calvin's cock was a leaky mess, covering my thumb and back of my paw with his juice.

The husky raised himself, wiping his lips with two fingers. "You try," he pointed and suggested to Spotty.

I decided to try something new, too. I gave each of their nut sacks a quick lick before I removed my paw from their dicks. I snaked my hands behind each of the dogs and squeezed their rumps firmly, pulling them in close. Their tight tummies were just too irresistible; so I tickled each of them with my nose and then started licking and suckling on both of their shafts at the same time.

Calvin, gasping, descended on my meat again. This time, he made it almost to the bottom of it. He didn't choke when I hit his gag reflex, and he swallowed hard, but he couldn't get any more of it in. His warm lips went up and down my shaft a few times before he pulled off quickly.

"Ohh..." he yipped. "I"m going to cum!"

His balls were drawn in tightly next to his trembling cock, and he was dribbling pre-cum constantly.

"Good," Kelley sprung onto his knees. "Now for the second part of my plan." He rolled over to Calvin's bag and rifled around until he finally held up the Dalmatian's collar and chain.

"I'm liking this plan," I smiled as my cock throbbed.

"Put this on," the husky commanded the spotted dog.

"Me?" Calvin pointed to himself, his dick now pointing stiffly straight up.

"Just do as you're told," Kelley grabbed Spotty around the waist from behind and wrestled him to the ground. "Now bend over the bed and try not to moan too loud."

Calvin thought about acting tough for a moment, but I could tell that he wanted it bad.

The husky buckled the brown leather collar and handed me the chain.

"When I stop sucking you, 'Suma," Kelley went on, "then you give this a tug to let this little puppy here know it's his turn. Now, bring that big wolf-fox meat over here."

I did as I was told. I put each leg on either side of the dog pile and slid to the edge of the bed, my legs hanging off and my crotch right at each of their faces.

"Now, you sit back and enjoy," the husky told me. "And as for you..." I watched Kelley rub his cock, already slick from me sucking on it. He lifted the Dalmatian's tail and pushed inside him. Calvin moaned so loud that it echoed through the cabin.

"Mmm, so close," Spotty panted, and then yelped as I pulled on the chain. Obediently, he started licking my cock.

"Don't think for a minute that I'm going to go easy on you, Spotty" Kelley whispered into Calvin's ear. This made me throb even bigger as the husky took the Dalmatian's place tasting my dick.

Kelley looked up at me with his sky blue eyes as he humped Calvin. It turned me on so much to watch him watching me. Just to last a little longer, I averted my gaze to the husky's rump, which tightened with each pump into the Dalmatian. And Spotty's cock was so hard that I knew that he was about to squirt.

"I... I'm going to..." Calvin tried to say, but I tugged his chain again. When he opened his muzzle, I shoved my cock in all the way to its base. Kelley moaned as I'm sure Spotty tightened up around his meat. I grabbed the back of Calvin's head and pushed him all the way onto my dick. I craned my neck to watch the Dalmatian dribble a huge load all over himself. His dick begged to be played with, but I could tell Kelley was teasing the spotted puppy.

Even though Spotty had cum; Kelley, true to his word, didn't let up. He went balls-deep with each push into the dog, and kept looking up at me and licking his lips.

I took the hint and pulled my throbbing dick away from the Dalmatian. The husky happily grabbed it and started going up and down, taking in the whole thing with each motion.

"Mmmm," Kelley's moans vibrated my leaking cock. I saw his shoulders tremble and I knew that he was shooting his jizz into Calvin's rump. The spotted dog had plopped his face onto the bed, smiling with his tongue lolling out. He was watching Kelley's face as he squirted while sucking my cock. Spotty gasped again as he felt Kelley's pulsing rod empty itself into him.

The husky ran his tongue along my length one more time before pulling out of the Dalmatian.

"Did you enjoy topping?" I asked Kelley. I rubbed my length, coating it with the husky's warm saliva.

"Ohhh..." he was still shaking from his intense orgasm. "Definitely. But bottoming was fun too."

"I always thought of myself as a bottom," I admitted. "Well, before yesterday that is. I was surprised I liked topping so much!

"Well, with that weapon, I can see why," Calvin rubbed his lips on my "weapon" again and stood up. "I don't see how Kelley was able to take that thing."

"So you want to bottom?" Kelley asked me slyly. "Well, you know I can usually go twice before I'm spent, right? Remember yesterday?"

"Yeah..." my voice was quaking and my dick was throbbing.

"Lay back," the husky ordered. He pushed my shoulders back and took his place between my spread legs.

"Lube..." I muttered, almost lost in the moment.

"Good idea," Kelley motioned for Calvin to look in his backpack for some lubricant. The Dalmatian tossed it over. "No slobber to make it nice and slick this time." He popped the top of the tube and smeared a liberal amount on his still-hard and incredibly fat dick.

I could feel the pressure just under my tail. It felt good, and I could tell there was a lot of husky meat prodding around down there. Then his head slid in.

"Ahhh..." my body tensed up and I breathed in sharply. It hurt!

"Want me to stop?" Kelley sweetly rubbed my tummy and asked me.

"No..." I know I can do this. I've sure as hell wanted it long enough. "No, just take it slow."

Kelley pushed farther into me. Every inch burned and stretched out my insides. Then he started to pull out, preparing for his next thrust. I held back from yelping again and focused on his face. He was watching me back just as intently, making sure he wasn't hurting me. And now that I was starting to relax, all of the pain was replaced with pleasure. And he still had a few more inches to go.

"Go for it," I let him know that I was ready. He pushed more slowly than before, my head going back as I could feel every thump of his dick inside me, sending a similar throb to my own cock. When he pushed in to his limit, I could feel myself getting close to the edge.

Calvin was hard again, and grinning from ear to ear watching the two of us. I looked around for his chain leash and wrapped it around my hand, giving it a jerk. He yipped and moved toward me.

I opened my muzzle wide and tugged again. The obedient Dalmatian knew what I wanted. He stuck his member into my mouth, placing it right on my tongue. Since I was upside-down, I got to see Spotty's hefty nuts brush against my nose as I suckled on his spent cock. I had two dogs stretching out my rump and throat at the same time. I wasn't going to last long.

Calvin started rubbing my chest, and Kelley followed suit by running his fingers through my tummy fur. The Dalmatian darted his paw quickly to the husky's and held it for a second, before leading him by his wrist to my dick. Spotty gripped the top half and Kelley wrapped his fingers around the bottom half. My pre-cum had made my shaft nice and slick, and they started stroking me softly as they quickened their pace at my muzzle and tail.

Spotty was really getting into it and was pushing into my throat roughly, but it was the fat husky dick on the other end that was really stretching me out. As hard and deep as one would go, the other would match it and go in just as far on the other end. That was until Calvin ran out of cock and was going in as far as he could go. Kelley saw this and grinned, plunging into me even more. He rammed me balls-deep over and over until the feeling of their paws on my cock too over. I spurted all over both of the dog's pumping paws, moaning loudly into the Dalmatian's meat.

Kelley was panting, his body tense and ready to release his second load. I handed him the leash and he smiled again. He tugged Calvin over, who slinked over to Kelley's side, giving me a good view of the Dalmatian's body and cock. The husky kept humping me as fiercely as he was when I came, and I could feel his shaft thickening with each thrust. He opened his muzzle wide and took in Calvin's entire cock, and his nut sack, into his mouth. My dick jerked in pleasure seeing the husky engulf all of Calvin's manhood so easily and Kelley shot four hot spurts of cum into me.

The husky was still planted deeply inside of me, and the Dalmatian's junk was still trapped in Kelley's muzzle. He gripped my thigh with his left paw, and he rubbed Spotty's butt with his right. Once he started softening up, he released Calvin's cock and balls and slowly pulled out of me.

"How about another shower to clean up again? And then I foresee some intense snuggling as we fall asleep tonight," Calvin suggested.

"You know, Spotty," Kelley licked his lips again, "you were first again. First one to cum. Every time." He snickered and looked over at me. He and I rubbed Calvin's shoulders as we took his collar off. We all laughed and got up, walking to the shower.

"Well," I grabbed each dog by the arm before they took another step, "next time I'll beat you both! Wait and see." I looked them each in the face, my chest fluttering warmly as I saw their smiling faces. "But for now, there's something that I know I can be first in." I pulled them in close. I was nervous, but I had been wanting to do this forever...

I planted a kiss on both of their lips, and I could feel their arms embracing me as we nibbled at each others' muzzles.

"Wow," I whispered as I pulled back, "kissing is hard to do all of us at the same time."

We chuckled, caressing each other's chests.

"It's okay," Kelley said, motioning toward the shower. "We can take turns in there. And over there," he giggled and looked over to the bed.

"And at the rest stop on the way home," Calvin added. "And at Kelley's house. And in the park. And on our next road trip..."

I exhaled happily.

Sure, Spotty might have been the first one to say "I love you", but now we took turns with that, too.