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The house was almost too quiet as the three boys passed back through the back door. The young stallion was straining to hear if Kierlan was still in the house, but it was obvious as soon as they reached the kitchen that the young lion had left the house. His pack and the keys to his car were missing from where they were normally left. Richter flinched a little guiltily at his brother's leaving. He had probably heard the argument from upstairs and left rather than get involved in the argument that had been brewing downstairs. He'd probably come back later on after he thought it might be safe and they were in a mood more to talk rather than yell at each other. Their brother had always been the sort to avoid confrontation at all costs.

He wasn't just grateful that Kierlan was gone for the moment because they'd been arguing, but because things had turned around in a direction he hadn't been expecting. He followed behind Siber and Grant with his own emotions in turmoil. His eyes flicked towards the black and white shape of the husky and tried to suppress the moment of annoyance that the canine always brought him. It had been a long time since he'd been able to look at his friend eyes unclouded with annoyance and frustration. It wasn't something that was going to change in the course of a day or conversation. He wasn't even positive why he was always so upset at the husky save for the fact that he was dating Grant.

Was it because he was dating Grant? Or was it because he was dating someone? His emotions were confused about the reason why, that was all he was positive about. He just knew that every time he saw the husky he felt sullen and unhappy. Every time he tried to sort through them he was left just feeling upset and almost angry. The only time that he wasn't exactly worked up was when they were at practice or at a game. A time when Siber wasn't being lovey with his brother. The more he tried to contemplate his feelings on the matter the less he understood them. They reached a grey area where he finally dismissed the reasons why and just reacted.

"You don't have to do this." Richter spoke the words without thinking as he watched his brother pause at the door that led towards the basement. "I'm not going to get between you two."

"Do you really think I'm doing this because I'm afraid you're going to steal me away?" Grant opened up the door and gave his head a shake, "You really don't have any clue."

"But.." The colt tried to ask another question, but it was lost as the pair went down into the basement.

He only had one response and that was to follow them down while dissecting what Grant was saying. He hadn't really thought he was going to steal his brother away from Siber. He hadn't even thought about it after they'd had their little shower interlude. He'd mostly been confused about what had motivated him and what it might mean between them. When Grant hadn't seemed entirely at ease, he'd let it go. He hadn't even minded that he was letting it go, he just felt relieved that there hadn't been more awkwardness. He had assumed the silence would pass with time and things would go back to normal.

Siber trailed behind Grant as they made their way into the recreation room and past it into the large shower that Roan had built. Artemis had had the large stallion build it when he and his brothers had started in sports. It was set just beneath the garage with a separate entrance that allowed them to come in from a game or practice and wash off without trailing stuff all over the upstairs. It was a spacious shower that also held a hot tub for when they were sore, though their fathers used it a lot more often than they did. Richter flushed a little as Grant seemed perfectly at ease as he pushed into the room and flipped on the lights. He tried to find his voice again.

"Why are you doing this then?" He finally asked as he stepped into the room and the familiar humidity that came from the hot tub.

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Siber followed his boyfriend and tried to appear calm and at ease rather than filled with nervous energy. He was normally good at hiding most of his own feelings, but at the moment they were threatening to come to the surface. He was far too aware of the large young stallion that was making his way from behind. He was also aware of his normal wariness of Richter and the temper he could show when he was around Grant. The colt didn't seem upset or angry, mostly he seemed confused. But that just about matched the husky's own feelings at what was going on at the moment. Well, confusion and a strange eagerness that made his stomach feel tight.

He truly was ready to do whatever he could to make sure that Grant stayed in his life, but what he was being asked made him come between two conflicting emotions. The first emotion was a bit of anger that Richter had so firmly driven a wedge between the lion and himself. There had never been a wedge there before, but now what Grant had done with his brother stood between them. He wanted to shake the lion and tell him that he was being outrageous in even suggesting this, but he couldn't. He had agreed to do whatever he could to work this out between them, all of them.

The eagerness was another emotion that made him partially embarrassed. He was still upset at what had happened behind his back and without working it out with him, but he couldn't deny the large glossy black colt was someone that he had always admired. It wasn't just admiration for Richter as a person, but a bit of a crush when it came to his old friend. He had seen the young stallion naked often enough in the shower that he had a healthy admiration for the muscled young form. He wasn't entirely averse to doing more than just look, but the situation was awkward. When Richter asked about the reason, Siber didn't trust himself to give an answer.

"I'm doing this..." Grant started and paused as he sat down on the edge of the hot tub. "I'm doing this because I love you and I love Siber. I'm doing this because I think we should work this out. I'm tired of you and Siber always glaring at each other."

"I'm not the one glaring at him." Siber protested and glanced towards the embarrassed looking colt. "I'd love to be friends again, but he's never given me a chance. Not since I started dating you."

"You can't blame me for being protective," Richter's voice was slightly muted as the colt stepped further into the room. Far enough to let the door shut behind him. "And it's hard to watch you two couple up all the time."

"So we're going to do something about it." Grant moved out and Siber shivered as one of the lion's paws slipped around his waist. "The only thing that's excluding you is you, Richter. We'd like you to be comfortable again. I'd like.. I'd like you to be friends again. Maybe something more."

Siber swallowed and tried not to allow a flush come to the tops of his ears. The last thing he wanted to do was to be put in this position. He hated talking things out like this, especially emotional things. He let his hand press against the small of the white gold lion's back before lifting a hand out wordlessly towards Richter. He wasn't sure how he felt about being in both of their beds, but he knew that he felt more than a little anticipation.

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Richter looked at Grant for a long moment and tried to formulate a response. He was never that good at addressing things like this. Siber took the burden of making a reply away from him as the big husky lifted his hand up and offered a paw. The colt ducked his head so that his thick forelock tumbled forward to partially cover his eyes. He didn't allow himself to hesitate or show any fear as he lifted his large hand to slide it into the paw. His large thick nailed fingers wrapped around the other boy's hand firmly and gave it a squeeze as he stepped forward. He felt clumsy and his mind blanked as he stared at his white-gold brother's eyes and then towards the long muzzled face of his friend. He might have just stood there awkwardly holding the hand if it hadn't been for Grant.

"Now kiss and make up, both of you." A gentle hand pressed against the small of his back and he could only assume that a similar hand pushed against Siber's.

They came together so that his broader chest pressed against his friend's and to his surprise he saw a flush along the husky's muzzle. His own face was hot and he would have pulled back, but Grant's paw was firm against the small of his back. He leaned forward with a flick of his tail. It wouldn't hurt to kiss him, and part of him was thrilled with the idea of feeling the husky's lips against his own. Before he knew it he felt his thicker soft lips meshing against the husky's thinner ones. The whiskers tickled against his muzzle as he lifted one broad hand and cupped the thickly furred cheek with a gentle carress.

The paw on the small of his back relaxed. Siber's muzzle was hesitant and gentle, as if the husky wasn't sure what to do about the kiss. It only lasted a handful of moments before the kiss was returned with a more forceful press of lips. The thin warm tongue flicked out to brush against the equine's lips while Roan rumbled a soft throaty noise of pleasure. He curled his own tongue out to slip past the lips and caress along the thinner muzzle. His broad hands moved so that one slid around Siber's waist and pull the muscled body more firmly against him. The heat of the embrace grew from an awkward apology kiss to something more as their tongues twined together.

Grant slipped in against their bodies with an arm wrapped around their waist. Richter was dimly aware of the claws slipping beneath his shirt and running to trace along his spine as he muffled a noise against the husky's lips. His tongue twisted and pushed deeper into the canine muzzle with his tail lashing back and forth along his ass. Soon another tongue joined in as the short whiskered muzzle teased up against their own. A rough rasping tongue teased upwards in a warm wet line along his and Siber's lips. The stallion tensed up and let out a throaty baritone rumble of pleasure at the feel of his brother joining them.

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Siber squeezed his eyes shut as the stallion kissed him. His body was tense with desire as he flicked his tongue out to greet Richter's caresses and his tail started to wag back and forth slowly. He couldn't control his reaction, he didn't even bother trying to. His breath caught in his throat and he poured himself into the apology so that when the fingers slipped along the line of his back he arched into them with a shiver. The paw moved down until the short fingers wrapped around the base of his tail. He nearly lost himself in the kiss and missed the feel of the third muzzle pressing against theirs.

He snapped his eyes open as the slick feline tongue joined in and found Grant pressed in intimately close. All three of them were pressed together to the point he could feel exactly how happy Richter was to be kissing him. It was flattering and thrilling to feel the bulge pushing against his stomach and he wasn't unmoved himself. He let his paws wrap around either of the brothers' waists and drew in a steadying breath before pulling his muzzle back from them. His ears were reddened in a blush, but that didn't make him hesitate to say exactly what was on his mind.

"Hot tub?" He panted out and Richter's eyes opened belatedly and looked unfocused. Only Grant reacted with a quick short laugh.

"We'll have to lose our clothes." The lion grinned and stood back so that his paws could slip up to let his paws slide along his shirt and pulled it upwards.

"I approve of that idea." Richter's voice was thick and deep as the stallion pulled back and winked.

Siber tried to keep his attention to his own clothes as he peeled off his shirt. He could have kept his attention to himself if it had just been himself and Grant, after all, he knew exactly what the lion's body looked like in just about every state. Richter, though, he'd never seen what the stallion looked like aside from casually naked in the shower. Siber pulled his shirt over his head to throw onto the back of the laundry basket and moved down to grip his pants. By the time he started unbuttoning them, the stallion had shucked off his gym shorts.

The husky fumbled with his button as he saw the heavy girth exposed on the nude stallion. The sheath was heavy and hanging down as nearly half the ebony cock was hanging over it. The tip of the glans was lowered downwards towards the upper thighs. It was smooth and still soft. The very tip was resting right above the heavy state of the balls that swayed between the dark powerful thighs. He darkened a bit as his earlier anger and frustrations started to melt away with the confused desires that were building up. He let his eyes fall away as he wriggled out of his own clothing. It was a bit impossible to miss the fact that he was fully out of his sheath. The red length of his knotted cock stood out brightly against the pale white of his belly.

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Richter snorted hotly as he realized he was being watched and here was the familiar confusing mixture of pride that he was seen as attractive and insecurity as well. He was never sure why he always felt so insecure, but part of it had to come from the fact his brother Grant looked impossibly smug and was far more slowly undressing then either he or Siber. The young stallion flicked his tail and glanced over to see Siber's eyes watching him before he moved towards the hot tub. He wanted to flaunt for Siber, to show off what he had and what he boasted when compared with the husky, but his conscience nipped close at the heels at that thought. As much as the husky annoyed him, he wasn't going to make him feel badly, especially not when it meant so much to Grant.

The big colt moved one hand to grip the edge of the hot tub before slipping over the rim. It was far larger then most he had seen, mostly because of the size Roan had and just how much the older stallion needed to be able to stretch out. That meant that it would come up to the chins of the lion and husky, while it rested comfortably at chest level on himself. He hissed softly as he sank his legs into the bubbling water and started to ease downwards. It was almost hot enough to be uncomfortable as he wriggled down into it. His earlier desire partially pushed aside in favor of not shocking his body into the heat as it wrapped around his hips and loins.

He was distracted enough that he didn't feel movement behind him until a dark black hand moved up to slip along the curve of his chest. The colors were similar enough that the fur nearly blended in with his own while a sharp teeth nipped lightly at the back of his neck. The young stallion flared his nostrils wide and arched his back slightly in reaction. Siber's paw moved up higher on his chest and lightly ran over his nipples as the large young stallion dropped down into the hot tub so that the water chased up towards his chest. SIber's paw followed as he felt the husky slipping in behind him. The paws brushed the water while Richter leaned back to nose against the curve of the shoulder with a hot snort to ruffle the fur.

The lower the husky went into the water, the lower the paw trailed along the curve of his belly. The gentle touch spread lightly until he could feel the brush of the paws running right along the toned expanse of his stomach. The blunt claws teased there so that Richter threw head up and let out a baritone rumble. He didn't let the touch linger for long, not when he could turn around and pull the husky into the water. His large arms wrapped around the canine while the paws shifted their hold and moved to brace against his chest. His hands spread to either side of the rounded ass cheeks and gave a squeeze as he stepped back and pulled Siber with him.

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Siber would have sat there without moving, if it hadn't of been for the firm shove of a paw against the small of his back. The guiding touch came from Grant who was finally throwing his shirt aside. The white-gold lion's eyes were bright with mischief as he nodded towards the stallion who was inching his way into the warm water. The husky hesitated for the moment of watching the big stallion and finally flushed hotly before moving towards the edge of the tub. It was hard to really concentrate already, but that nudge and obvious approval from Grant got him into a position to at least start to tease the young stallion. Said start, though, ended in the powerful arms ensnaring him and pulling him into the water.

"Ack! Hot!" He yelped out as the fingers slid along his lower back to cup right against the curve of his ass. The hold squeezed against them so that he let out a shuddering breath and wriggled back and forth to try and get comfortable.

"Yes, but that was the point of the exercise." Grant's voice came from behind and SIber looked up to see the lion peeling off his pants, but his eyes were locked on them both. "it's about time you two made up."

"Ah-" Richter started to say something, but Siber picked up the meaning swiftly enough. Grant's eyes were watching the pair of them hungrily and he was delaying for a reason.

Siber moved his paw down to lightly trail along the hardness of the muscled chest. His blunt claws pulled lightly against the smooth dark fur while he controlled his own desires. He let his padded fingers slip down lower until he felt the start of the heavy girth that was mostly dropped from the sheath. He had to push back harder against the fingers that gripped against his ass cheeks, but it was worth it to feel Richter jerk and suddenly rock forward. The semi-soft flesh started to fill out immediately as he let his fingers trail around the edges and brushed in slow teasing circles. His legs shifted backwards and he leaned to the point that he could feel the edge of the hot tub against his back, but it made it easier to coax the heavy dark stallion cock to grow thicker and heavier with each teasing massage.

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Richter held still as he felt the paw working against the edge of his girth. The gentle touch made him nearly buck the husky back against the edge of the hot tub. The fingers massaged and squeezed right around the sensitive medial ring and then lower. He had already been a state of near arousal, but the touch soon had him hardening more and more by the moment. The thickness of his tip arched up in the water to run along the inner thigh before Siber had to wriggle back to let the hefty colthood slide up against his belly. He grinned almost shyly at Richter while the young stallion held still and barely muffled a deep groan of pleasure.

The position was awkward for both of them, but as the fingers trailed over his tip he gave up trying to maintain it. He leaned forward and hotly licked the edge of the husky's neck before lifting up one heavy hoof to catch the edge of the seat that ringed the hot tub and then the next one. His hands slipped away from Siber's ass to leave him setting on the edge of the hot tub and streaming water from his flattened fur. The stallion towered over him, but it also let him pull himself enough out of the water that his hardened cock could be at a more easy level for the canine. He felt a moment of doubt at his own high handed ways of positioning the husky, but it was lost when Siber's paws moved to wrap right around his swollen glans.

The young stallion's wet tail flagged up high in the air as he let out a muffled groan when the fingers pulled up along the blunt edges and a thumb trailed over the slit. A thick goopy drop of precum drooled out onto the fingers as he moved one large hand to massage the husky's neck. The fingers spread the precum over his tip gently while he shuddered and held his hips still. He hadn't expected the husky to be so gentle, but the fingers worked just beneath the glans and trailed down lower. He only had a moment to brace himself before a hot breath tickled over his tip and the tongue swirled over it. The silken touch spread in wider circles as the warm breath continued to tease him. And when Siber's mouth closed around him he couldn't stop a throaty whicker with his hips rolling forward in a slow practiced movement.

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Siber knew that Richter was large soft, but fully hard made the husky swallow nervously. The blunt tip was heavy enough that the cock wasn't straight and hard, but hung swollen in an arch. The first touch of his fingers had come away with slippery sticky precum. He didn't let himself think about that entire length slipping inside Grant, he didn't let himself feel jealousy or anything except the warmth of desire. He leaned forward and swirled his tongue over the tip and began to slowly tease over it. The slippery precum clung to his lips as he edged forward and slipped his tongue to cup beneath it. He could hear the whicker above him, but was unable to do more then note it as the powerful hips suddenly surged forward against his muzzle.

The thick glans pushed into his maw and spread his jaws open wider and wider. He had to struggle around it as it began to push deeper and forced his mouth open wider. His tongue licked hotly and flicked up along the edges while his hands moved to grip the muscled hips. The wet fur was slick beneath his fingers as he tried to brace himself for the push of the hips that drove the girth inwards. A hot splatter of precum oozed out of the tip to roll along his tongue all the way to the corners of his mouth. He muffled a whimper around the thick meet and pushed his head forward until his jaws ached, but he could feel the tip edging towards his throat. The hot short snorts above him told him exactly how Richter was reacting to his attention.

He closed his eyes and simply concentrated on suckling in short hard bursts. He tried to swallow the precum, but some of it managed to cling in strands along his lips and the thick ebony girth. His tongue flicked up and wrapped around it lightly. He was so involved in the heat of the cock pushing into his maw, that he nearly missed the feel of a warm body slipping behind him. He only realized that Grant had finally joined him when a white gold paw wrapped around the cock in front of his muzzle and the other hand found his swollen canine cock. The husky bucked upwards with a muffled whimper that was lost as the stallion above him gave another thrust and edged the cock nearly into his throat. Another slippery burst of precum spilled into his muzzle as he humped up against his boyfriend's hand.

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Richter flattened his ears down against his head and controlled himself as he felt the tightness of Siber's muzzle stretched around his cock. It was so hot and slippery. The tongue caressed and teased him, while each swallow tightened and suckled. It made it almost impossible to control himself, but he managed. He managed with his entire body shaking with the effort and his breathing coming in short feral snorts. He could feel his tip nearly pushing into the back of the wolf's muzzle, but held back for fear of hurting him. He knew he wasn't small enough to make it easy to hold him in a narrow canine muzzle. He nearly lost his entire control when Grant's hand wrapped right around his medial ring and gave a caressing pulling.

"Gods!" He whickered out and gave a short rock of his hips that pulled his cock back against the suckling clutching muzzle. "D-don't do that, I don't want to choke him."

Whatever answer Siber might have said was lost behind the hardened cock as the husky pushed his head forward to spread the saliva and precum over his tip. The young stallion trembled as Grant deliberately massaged up and down his length suggestively. The gentle fingers stroked right over the medial ring so that he was nearly thrusting forward. He kept himself to a slow roll as he felt Siber shifting his head forward again. The jaws looked spread impossibly wide around him, but still the husky kept trying to take more. The only thing that kept him from going too deep was the paw wrapped right above Richter's medial ring.

"Then perhaps...something else.." Grant's voice had deepened into a purr as Siber suddenly whimpered out and the black and white form rocked upwards briefly before dropping back down again.

"Really?" Richter looked up from under the spill of his forelock. It was so hard to think, so hard to do anything except savor the silken clutching hold around his cock tip.

"We just have to figure out who gets to be in the middle." Grant's voice was light and teasing, but the look in his eyes wasn't. They had darkened with desire as he was pressed in close with two of the people he loved best in the world.

Richter trembled and then let out a groan as the hot clutching maw pulled backwards with a popping sound. Siber's lips came free and were decorated with strands of precum as the husky blinked up at them. "Do we flip for it?" The young stallion rumbled low in his throat and something inside of him relaxed. Perhaps they could make it work.