Title: Oh My!
Author: Chaps
Pairings: Threesome Beckett/McKay/Sheppard
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Graphic content PWP
Disclaimer: The names of all characters contained here-in are the property of someone else. No Infringment of these copyright are intended and are used here without permission.
Part 1
“Do you see him?”
“Not yet?”
“You said he was headed this way.”
“Well excuse the fuck out of me for not being able to read his mind. You’re the one with the all-powerful, all-knowing gene,” smirked Rodney.
Ignoring him, John peaked around the corner and startled. Turning sharply, he grabbed Rodney and pulled him away from their hideout. “Here he comes,” he whispered with a grin.
Rodney stood calmly, his hands behind his back as John peered out from behind him. Looking over his shoulder his eyes darted up and down. “Would you stop bouncing around like a two-year-old? It’s very unbecoming of you.”
“Oh like you aren’t excited, Mr. Imsohardrightnowmypantshurt.”
Sneering at him, Rodney reached down and adjusted the tightness in his pants. John chuckled behind him and Rodney nudged him in the ribs for it, smiling when he heard an ‘oof’. John rubbed the offended spot, “That was uncalled for.”
“Shut up, here he comes.”
Carson eyed them nervously as he approached. They were far too calm and something about the look in their eyes alerted him, “What is so important you have to drag me all the way down here? I was workin’. Somethin’ the two of you ought to try on occasion.”
Rodney took offense. “Now that’s not fair. I work all the time.”
“Not lately,” snorted Carson, knowingly.
John jabbed Rodney in the back. “He has a point.”
Twisting his head, he sneered at Sheppard, “Do you mind Major, I bruise easily?”
“Oh right, how could I forget? You remind us constantly.”
“Would ya both shut up and tell me why I’m here?”
Lifting a finger to emphasize, Rodney brightened, “Right. Why you are here. Well we found this room and thought you might want to take a look.”
Carson crossed his arms and rolled his eyes. “And why pray tell would I be interested?”
John jumped forward and grabbed his biceps. “Close your eyes.”
Frustrated, the doctor glared at him. “Why?”
Tightening his hold, John asked again as nicely as he could, “Just close them… please.”
Closing his eyes, Carson hissed through gritted teeth, “Fine.”
“Cool. Now don’t open them ‘til we say so.”
“This had better be worth it. I haven’t got time for your games.”
Rodney grabbed an arm and helped lead him into the room they’d discovered. “Trust us.”
“Aw bloody hell, that’s the last thing I need ta be hearin’!” He turned and tried to resist, but they held him tight.
“Almost there. Keep em closed.”
They moved a few more feet and Carson could feel them flanking him. “Okay, open em.”
Carson eyes widened at the sight before him, “Oh my!” His face reddened as he added with a stutter and a thick accent, “That is a very big bed.”
Part 2
The beds that were found in the quarters were suited for one person, not three and this was just too good to pass up. Carson took his eyes off the bed and found Rodney and John looking at him smugly. Sheppard sidled up to him. “Good enough reason, Doc?”
“You’re gloating, Major.”
“And with good reason, don’t you think?” said John, his eyes wandered to the bed.
Carson gave up and nodded. “Aye.”
Rodney was already half way out of his clothes as John and Carson joined him by the bed. “Not in a hurry are you, McKay?” snorted John, playfully.
Carson teased, “Rodney’s idea of foreplay is undressing.”
Rodney glared at him indignantly, “Very funny.” Reaching out to help Carson from his clothes, his hand brushed over the doctor’s rising erection in the process. “That is foreplay.” Flopping back on the bed, he motioned, “Now hurry up or I’ll start without you.” Taking his cock in hand, Rodney began stroking it as he watched them undress.
John laughed, his cock hardening at the sight. “You are such a slut, Rodney.”
Rodney sneered at him, “Yeah, but I’m your slut, so hurry the fuck up.”
Carson was the first one to join him, flattening himself on top of Rodney. Grinding their hard lengths against each other brought a moan from the scientist. “How did ya find this place?” asked Carson, huskily.
Panting, Rodney tried to answer between breaths. He rolled his eyes impatiently, “Scouting!” His hands were holding Carson’s ass tightly as he rocked into him. “Now would… you please… just… Fuck me!”
Carson lifted up and knelt between his legs, opening his hand for John to squirt some lube into it. He tilted his head towards Rodney who was back to stroking himself and spoke to John, “Hold his hands or this’ll be over before it starts.”
“Too close to the edge, Carson?” inquired the major, grinning as he said it.
“I will be if he starts coming right away like the last time. The man has no control.”
Rodney lifted his head off the bed and huffed, “I’m… right… here… you know.”
Shifting on the bed, John sat behind Rodney’s head, marveling at the room they had. “Gimme your hands.” The eight foot bed gave them ample room and no one had to stand by and watch or get pushed off when things heated up.
Ignoring him, Rodney lifted his knees and spread his legs open, grabbing for his sac as he continued pulling on his cock. “Nooooo! I’m… real…close.” And he was. His skin glistened with the sweat of his efforts and his breathing was fast and shallow, his cock weeping as he strained for completion. Eyes closed, he didn’t see the silent communication between the major and the doctor. With no warning, Carson lined up his finger and penetrated Rodney in one quick motion, aiming right for his prostate. Rodney’s hips shot off the bed, and he groaned, “AWWWW!!!”
Carson kept hitting the tiny gland. Watching Rodney and feeling him convulse around his finger was making him harder than hell. Rodney lifted up and shot his seed all over his chest and belly, spasming and moaning uncontrollably as he did so. Breathing heavily in the aftermath, Rodney slumped to the bed oblivious for several minutes as his body recovered. He let Carson lift his legs and could only grunt when the doctor breeched his entrance and pushed his entire length in smoothly. Rodney mumbled lazily, “Feels so good. So full, Carson.”
“So tight, Rodney,” countered Carson, sucking in a big breath to calm himself, wanting it to last longer this time. Rodney made it difficult to hold out, no matter what the circumstances. The man could irritate the hell out of you, but he was so damn enthusiastic and expressive in bed it was hard not to respond. Even John, who was only watching at this point, was hard as a rock.
Both he and John got off on making Rodney come, just to witness it. He gave it one hundred percent and became totally caught up in the act. Carson thrust into Rodney as John rubbed his hands through the stickiness on Rodney’s chest and spread it to his nipples. John’s cock twitched when the man arched into his touch and the tiny buds beneath his fingers hardened. Without pause he dropped his head and licked on of the tight nipples making Rodney grab for his head, hold him in place and moan, “Do that more!”
It was hard to get a hold of the pebbled flesh with Carson pounding into Rodney, but the sound of the scientist pleading for more gave John the incentive to keep trying. Rodney’s chest was heaving and he was pleading with Carson to fuck him harder as his head thrashed back and forth. Bending over Rodney, Carson stilled for a moment and breathed huskily in his ear, “Come for me, Rodney!”
John took that as his cue, and grabbed Rodney’s thick, pulsing shaft in his hand and started pumping him in long firm strokes that elicited more loud groaning from the scientist. “Faster, Major!”
Looking indignant, John feigned a frown as his motions slowed, “Major?”
Covering John’s hand with his own, Rodney’s eyes were dark with desire as he moved them both faster. He growled at John, “If you want… in my ass… next…I highly suggest… you go….Faster!”
Carson, his eyes wide and his actions becoming erratic, added sharply, “Faster, damn you.”
John pouted, “Fine!”
His hand worked Rodney faster until he came hard, exploding as a scream escaped him. “Yesssssssss!!” Rodney’s inner muscles clenched Carson’s swollen cock and with one final thrust, Carson stilled and followed Rodney’s climax with his own. He pushed into him with shorter strokes until completely spent, he slumped onto Rodney with a heavy sigh of satisfaction.
Giving Carson little time to catch his breath, John pushed him out of the way anxious to bury his aching hardness inside of Rodney. The man lay with his arms sprawled out at his sides, breathing in great gasps and yet he found the strength to raise his head. There was no mistaking the pure animal lust in his eyes. John practically came right then and had to look away or risk spoiling a good thing. “Damn it, Rodney! Don’t look at me like that.”
Blinking, Rodney looked confused, “What?”
Carson rolled onto his side, looked at Rodney and chuckled, “He means that ‘I’m going to eat you alive if you don’t stick your cock in me right this minute’ look.”
Rodney blushed, “Oh that look.” With his thighs resting on John’s chest and John still poised at his entrance not moving, Rodney sighed in frustration, “You remember what to do with it don’t you, because I haven’t got time to write out instructions for you.”
“Fuck you, McKay!”
“Please!” smirked Rodney. John eased himself very slowly into Rodney’s ass, enjoying the man's displeasure at not being able to impale himself, restricted as he was in his present position. Gripping the sheets in a tight knuckled grip, Rodney snarled at him, “Bastard!”
“Play nice, Rodney or I’ll just take my bed and go home.” He started to pull out and Rodney’s eyes shot open, and he had that hurt, ‘you kicked my puppy look’.
“Please.” It was a quiet, desperate whisper and it went straight to John’s groin. Wrapping his arms around Rodney’s thighs for leverage, he surged forward, burying himself fully. Rodney’s eyes rolled and he threw his head back, “Yes…yes…yes… do that again.”
Carson watched as Sheppard pounded into him, but his eyes eventually drifted to Rodney’s face. The man was in heaven, his mouth hanging open as he tried to breathe. The first time they’d discovered Rodney’s preference for bottoming they thought that they would someday have to return the favor, but Rodney never brought it up. They learned rather quickly that he preferred it this way and no wonder, considering how he reacted to having a cock in his ass. Rodney was insatiable and very difficult to turn down. He let them know that he was there for either of them whenever and wherever. Initially, it felt like they were using him for their own needs, but they soon realized that Rodney wasn’t suffering from the arrangement. All of them were way too busy with work to commit to a woman and this was a way to find relief from the stress and worry of day to day living on Atlantis. None of them would have admitted it was more than that.
His thoughts were interrupted by Rodney loud gasps. Carson’s eyes shifted to Rodney and even though he was still soft from earlier, he felt the heat rise in him as he watched the man. Rodney’s eyes were squeezed shut and his face clenched tight as he grasped his cock firmly in one hand and began pumping himself. Shaking his head at the scientist’s stamina, Carson couldn’t help being envious.
John was close judging by the intensity of his thrusts and Rodney was barely hanging on, his whole body trembling with the need for release. If they didn’t finish soon, Carson was going to have to go again and he had way too much work to be spending all his time fucking Rodney. Not that it was a bad idea, he just didn’t have time. Reaching between the two men, he grabbed for Rodney’s heavy balls and fondled them between his fingers. He smiled in satisfaction when Rodney hollered and spurted stream after stream all over himself and the major.
Bucking wildly, John followed, never uttering a sound as he gripped Rodney tightly and came deep in his ass. His whole body stayed tense until the last of his seed emptied from his swollen flesh. When his climax died away, he lowered Rodney’s legs and sagged to the bed atop him, his soft cock still buried inside of his ass.
Rodney whimpered at the sudden empty feeling, but was too tired to care and soon his soft snores filled the room. John rolled away and sat up beside Carson and sighed, “God, he’s good.”
“Aye, but don’t be tellin’ him that,” laughed Carson. “We’d never hear the end of it.”
Twisting his head, he looked at the sleeping man behind him and smiled, “I hate to admit it but he has a way of pulling you into his circle.” He nudged Carson, “I think he may have ruined me for women.”
Carson snorted in disbelief, “I doubt it, lad.”
They both laughed and rising off the big bed, John grabbed a blanket and covered the exhausted scientist. “Why don’t you go back to work?”
Pulling up his pants, Carson nodded towards Rodney. “What about him?”
“I’ll stay ‘til he wakes. He’d hate us if we left him here by himself.”
“That he would. Can’t have him angry with us, can we?” It was said in jest, but his concern for Rodney was there nonetheless.
“He’d be insufferable,” teased John. He lay back on the bed and hesitated a minute before snuggling up behind Rodney as he slept.
Carson stopped dressing at the sight and let out a soft sigh, “Aw bloody hell.” Removing his pants, he climbed on the bed and lay opposite John on the other side of Rodney.
John looked at him in surprise and Carson blushed. “I’d hate to piss him off.”
“Sure doc, whatever you say.”
Part 3
“Someone’s coming,” hissed Sheppard.
Rodney tried to lean his body towards the hall ahead despite his grip on their heavy load. His arms suddenly felt as though they’d been ripped from their sockets and he turned sharply towards the source, ready to rant, “Carson…what the hell do you think you are doing? You can’t just…” Forgetting momentarily the strain on his arms, he blinked, confused at not seeing the doctor where he should be, “Carson?”
His arms were once again jerked by a heavier load and he turned towards Sheppard only to see he was suddenly missing as well. Giving up his hold on their cargo, it toppled against the wall. The muffled oofs from the other side enlightened him on his missing friends. Glancing down the hall, he could hear the advancing footsteps getting much closer. Turning towards the wall in disgust he rolled his eyes and tilted his chin up, “Oh that is so very mature of both of you.”
Just then Ford appeared and frowned at the red-faced and sweaty scientist. “You talking to yourself again, Doc?”
Momentarily flustered, he glared at the young man, “Ah, a sense of humor. I almost missed it!”
“What you got there?” asked Ford, pointing at the large object leaning against the wall.
Rodney shook his head, annoyed, “What does it look like, Lieutenant?”
Ford smiled, “A bed.”
“Once again we have proof that higher education prevails,” sniped Rodney.
“You’re funny McKay, but what do you need with a bed that size?”
“Well if you must know…I’m trying to determine the kilograms per square inch required to convey a mass of 136 kilograms a distance of …”
Rodney watched in satisfaction as Ford started to inch his way down the hall.
“Um…uh…’cuse me Doc, but I have to be goin’.”
Waving him aside, Rodney smirked, “Yes, yes…by all means. You are probably missing circle time with your playmates.”
As his footsteps receded, Carson and John came out from their hiding place. Carson looked down the hall to see Ford retreating and stared back at Rodney, “What was that you were spouting at the poor lad, it made no sense?”
Sheppard laughed, “Rodney starts talking numbers and Ford’s eyes kinda glaze over. He can’t get away fast enough.”
Rodney smiled thinly then remembered being left to fend for himself. “Well gentlemen, since I was left to deal with that on my own, I think it is only fair that you deal with this on your own.” Looking down at his sweaty and stinky shirt, he grunted, “Besides, I could use a shower.”
“Aw come on now Rodney. We’re almost there. Ya canna be leavin’ us now,” whined Carson, in no way looking forward to hauling the big bed without a third set of hands. Looking frantically at John, Carson begged with big blue eyes, mouthing ‘Do something!’
John shrugged and held his hands out, silently asking Carson, ‘what.’ As Rodney started to walk past Sheppard, Carson motioned for him to follow and bring back the wayward scientist. Thinking quickly, John grabbed for Rodney, spinning him around and slamming him face first into the mattress.
The air expelled from Rodney’s lungs. Opening his mouth desperate for air, he sucked in a large breath when a hand slipped between him and the mattress, unerringly grabbing for his cock. John growled seductively in his ear as he pinned him to the mattress, “How badly do you want to use this mattress tonight, Rodney?”
He let him go and calmly walked back to his place. Leaning down to get a good grip on the mattress, he teased Rodney, who was still leaning heavily into the bed. “You gonna grab that, McKay or just drool on it?”
Carson laughed and picked up his end while John did the same and they watched the mattress slide along Rodney’s oversensitive parts making him jump back. Hunching over slightly from the hard-on in his pants, he snarled at the two of them, “Like I’m supposed to be able to walk now. Excellent plan, Major!” He rearranged himself and reluctantly leaned down to grip the mattress.
“Quit whining. It’s only a little further,” sniped John, his own cock suddenly thinking on all the possibilities. They all got quiet and hurried with their burden through the hallway, hoping not to run into anyone else along the way. They’d purposely waited until the wee hours of the morning to execute the move thinking it would be easier than answering any unwanted questions. They hadn’t planned on running into Ford. Thankfully the Lieutenant was clueless and wouldn’t think about the implications of McKay moving a bed as the sun was coming up.
After much struggling and more than one sharp word and bruised body part, they managed to get the bed into the new and much closer room. Rodney watched the two of them collapse on the bed and shook his head, “Exercise is sweaty and overrated. I’m going to get a shower.”
John’s and Carson’s heads both popped up off the bed as they watched Rodney walk to the bathroom, closing the door behind him. Casting Carson an evil grin, John nodded toward the bathroom door.
“Aye.” The both rolled off the bed and hurried to the door, stopping to listen. Ears pressed to the door they waited for the sound of water. Frustrated when it took too long, John grabbed for Carson and began undressing the man. “A might impatient are we?”
“I’m an efficient military man. Why waste time later?”
“Good point, Major.” Carson began peeling off his own clothes while John did the same. It was times like this that Ancient technology was a nuisance. It made sneaking into a room impossible. There only hope was the running water would mask the sound of the door opening. Moving quietly to the shower they both stared at Rodney as he ran the soapy cloth over his body. The few months out in the field had toned up the scientist and they both swallowed at the sight he was presenting them. His head thrown back, he ran the cloth up and down his chest then dropped lower to caress himself.
Rodney was so absorbed in his own pleasure he startled when two sets of hands began roaming over his chest and back. Opening his eyes he found John in front of him, staring at him with a look he’d never seen before. He couldn’t take his eyes off the man and watched as John leaned in brushing his lips hesitantly. Rodney’s breath hitched and he stared at John in wonder when he pulled away. They looked at each other, both breathing a little heavier. This wasn’t something they’d done before. This wasn’t buddy fucking when kissing was involved. Rodney unconsciously licked his lips, anxious for more of a taste and John’s eyes grew darker. Rodney was grateful for Carson’s support when John practically dove into his mouth with his tongue, forcing him back. Carson’s hands were roaming over Rodney’s chest and abdomen unmercifully while John battled tongues in his mouth. When Carson moaned and started nibbling on his neck, Rodney thought he might come right then.
This part of sex wasn’t something Rodney had much experience in. As much as he loved sex, it seldom involved anything more than fucking and he was melting under their kisses. His breath was coming in gasps and he had to pull his head away from John or risk passing out from asphyxiation. Looking at the John in both shock and bewilderment, his eyes begged the question. Leaning in, John planted several kisses along his jawline until he reached his ear, “Do you know how hot you look all wet and excited?”
Rodney could only moan as John stuck his tongue in his ear. Carson was suddenly whispering in his other ear as his fingers dipped to the crack in his ass, “How ‘bout it, Luv?”
Squeaking seemed inappropriate at the moment but Rodney did just that as he nodded vigorously. Both men resumed their kisses and Rodney was grateful that one of them seemed to be holding him up at all times. His body trembled with a newfound desire and thoughts whirled around in his brain, failing to find a fixed point to focus on. All he felt was hands and lips on what seemed like every part of his body. When Carson finally entered him with a finger, Rodney screamed and came all over himself and John. The next thing he knew he was dried off and lying in bed between two warm bodies.
Looking up at them, as the hovered over him, he asked, “What happened?”
John smiled and cocked an eyebrow, “You fainted.”
“Oh please, let’s not start that!” Rodney sighed, throwing his arm over his eyes to hide his embarrassment.
John leaned over and kissed him. Rodney’s hand clamped to the back of his neck pulling him closer as he deepened the kiss. Like everything Rodney did, he gave it his complete attention and John had no choice but to finally pull away, breathless and looking rather flushed. “Geez Rodney…you don’t do anything by halves.”
Blushing, Rodney stared at him intensely and pulling him back down, crushed his lips to John’s again. Carson watched Rodney’s hands slipping through John’s hair trying to grab and caress at the same time. It was so hot to see him this excited and Carson pushed his way in on the twosome, kissing and nibbling at Rodney’s chest until he was squirming under John. Rodney’s actions suddenly turned more frantic and his hands reached out for the sheets as his back arched off the bed. Turning his head away from John’s, he gasped loudly, his eyes wide as his muscles tensed. His head went back and he grunted with his release, “Aw…aww…awwwww, fuck.” John and Carson continued to kiss him wherever their lips could reach as Rodney convulsed beneath them.
Slumping to the bed, he begged in a whimper, “Oh …. stopppp!! I… can’t….breathe!” Both men were still sporting achingly hard erections and Rodney’s pleas fell on deaf ears. With more strength than they thought possible, Rodney sat up, pushing them both off of him. He sat panting for air, “Give…me…a…minute!”
“You never needed a minute before,” muttered John, still nuzzling Rodney’s neck. Trying to lean away from John’s busy mouth, he paused and ducked his head into his heaving chest.
Carson, who sat at his side, was trying to suck his brains out his ear and leaning away from John only encouraged him, “Please….STOP!!” Afraid he would hyperventilate, Rodney scrambled to the far end of the bed his chest heaving as he inhaled sharply. Both men stared at him, sudden concern flashing on their faces.
Inching closer, Carson spoke softly to him, “What is it, Rodney?” John eased closer, dropping a hand on Rodney’s knee but keeping silent.
Rodney shook his head, not wanting to talk at the moment. His emotions were all over the place and he was feeling slightly overwhelmed by the sudden change in the two men that he’d previously only thought of as fuck buddies. The intensity of his last two orgasms was both incredible and frightening. He was having a hard time getting his head around the feelings coursing through him.
“Rodney, ya need ta talk or we canna help ya,” said Carson, worry etching his face as he spoke.
His hands moving nervously as he spoke, Rodney stared past the two men, “This wasn’t supposed to happen.”
Carson frowned, “What, luv?”
Pointing at him, Rodney blurted, “That!!”
John rubbed Rodney’s thigh, “What that? What are you talking about?”
Rodney batted his hand away, “That!”
Confused, John questioned, “What, you don’t want me touching you all of a sudden?”
“Yes…no…I don’t know!” Rodney dropped his head to his chest, his voice a mere whisper when he spoke again, “You don’t have to play games with me to get in my pants.”
Carson’s face fell as he uttered in disbelief, “Oh dear, is that what ya think, Rodney?”
Lifting his head, his confusion evident, Rodney asked tentatively, not daring to hope otherwise, “Well, isn’t it?”
Shaking his head, John smiled at him, “For a genius, you can be pretty dense sometimes.”
“Well, excuse me for not catching on sooner!” Rodney huffed indignantly, crossing his arms on his chest and glaring at them, trying to maintain his composure.
Quicker than Rodney could stop him, John grabbed his ankles and yanking hard, pulled him until he was flat on his back. In the next instant, John had him pinned to the bed and was practically nose to nose with him. John spoke very softly as he bent closer, brushing Rodney’s lips as he whispered, “This isn’t a game, Rodney.”
Rodney swallowed hard at the confession and his eyes shifted to Carson for some sort of confirmation. Carson nodded and leaned down to kiss him when John sat up, still straddling his waist. “Ya may drive us crazy, but that’s a part of what makes ya so special.”
John couldn’t help himself and added with a cheeky grin, “That and you are really hot in bed. Which I might add is going to waste at the moment?”
“And you call me a slut!” replied Rodney, unable to stop the growing hardness under John’s ass. He was grateful for the change of subject, uncomfortable with discussing this new ‘relationship’. It warmed him inside to know that they thought of him as more than a fuckbuddy but it was going to take him more time to get used to the idea. For now he could show them and maybe that would be enough.
Carson laughed at their banter, glad for the lighter moment, “Well I hate ta say it, Rodney, but you are pretty willin’.”
Rodney rolled his eyes, “Oh that is so rich coming from the two of you. Like you’ve ever turned me down.” Feeling the hardness under him, John wiggled to tease the scientist. Grabbing John’s hips, Rodney held him still, “Would you stop that or I’m going to come again.”
John flashed a mischievous grin as he reached for his own hardening shaft. “So?”
“What is it with making me come all the time?” His hips arched into John’s ass despite his verbal protests.
Reaching out, Carson let his fingers graze one of Rodney’s nipples and he and John smiled when Rodney arched into the touch, shuttering at the same time his mouth opened with a satisfied moan. Leaning over to kiss him, Carson whispered first, “That’s why, luv. Ya react so nicely ta everythin’ we do.”
Rodney looked at him, his blue eyes dark with desire and he rasped, “Keep doing!”
Carson covered his mouth with his own and John began a slow easy rocking motion over Rodney’s groin until they had him desperate for release. When Carson finally pulled back enough to let him breathe, Rodney gasped “Need…someone in…me!”
Dropping down onto his arms, John pressed himself closer to Rodney and instantly found himself in a bear hug as the scientist used the added contact to arch against. His fingers dug into John’s back as his ass shot off the bed and in the next instant there was a warmness coating their stomachs. The added slipperiness was enough to send John over the edge and he came hard, biting Rodney’s shoulder to stifle his shout of pleasure.
Giving him only a minute to catch his breath, Rodney tightened his hold on John and rolled them both over. Lying atop him trying to support some of his weight on his elbows, Rodney dropped light kisses on his cheeks and brow, sucking at the saltiness as he went. Moving behind them, his cock throbbing unmercifully for some relief, Carson easily spread their entangled legs apart and slipped between them.
With only his precum for lubrication, Carson took it slow, stopping as soon as the crown of his weeping head broke through the tight barrier of Rodney’s ass. Rodney tensed and buried his head in John’s chest trying to breathe through the pain, knowing it would ease soon enough. Carson waited, his muscles trembling with the need to move but allowing Rodney time to adjust. John rubbed small circles over the scientist’s back, muttering soft reassurances, “Relax and let him in.”
A deep breath later, Carson felt the muscles squeezing his cock loosen and he slipped in another inch. Rodney bucked at the added length, moaning as Carson pushed in further. Holding him tightly to his chest, John could practically feel what Rodney was experiencing. The man held nothing back, and his moans of delight sent sparks to his softened flesh making it twitch despite his recent release. Rodney sank to John’s chest, his ass in the air and simply enjoyed the slow pace that Carson was setting. Every stroke seemed to target Rodney’s prostate and he would whimper. When John couldn’t stand it any more, he tried wiggling out from under Rodney, only to be stopped short by the firm hold on his hips.
His semi-hard flesh was even with Rodney’s head and John flushed at the thought of what it would be like in his mouth. He wasn’t even aware he nodded when Rodney asked, “Let me taste you,” his blue eyes practically begging for the chance.
*************
This wasn’t in her plans for the day and she was slightly miffed that she couldn’t locate her three senior staff members for the morning meeting. After some asking around, Ford mentioned he’d seen Dr. McKay down a couple levels in the area of the new quarters. Maybe he was staking one out for himself. They were much bigger than the previous ones found and some were downright spacious. Since none of them were answering their radios she figured they were together. Usually that meant they were doing something they shouldn’t be, three wrongs did not make a right. If she could intercede it would be her best chance to find them all at once, saving herself individual lectures on being punctual.
With Grodin’s help she managed to locate them on the sensors. Three dots indeed showed up in the new quarters and since they were all in one room she could only assume they’d been doing reconnaissance for better rooms. Not bothering to knock, she used her command code to enter, thankful for the scientist’s foresight to preprogram Atlantis’s system for those without the gene.
Stepping inside the room she stopped, her eyes wide at the sight in front of her. Everything seemed to go in slow motion from that point on and Elizabeth’s mouth dropped open, but no words came out. Rodney must have spotted her first, because he sucked in a sharp breath, or at least she thought he did. It was hard to really tell, because he had Major Sheppard’s cock buried all the way down his throat. He hadn’t spotted her yet and Rodney’s sudden intake of air must have been the final straw judging by the Major’s flailing. In the next instant, Rodney was trying to pull away and John was shouting, “Ohgodrodney, I’m coming! Don’t. Stop!
It was too late to stop and John was indeed coming…all over Rodney’s face. It must have been too much for the poor man, because his eyes rolled back in his head and his whole body seemed to spasm as stream after stream coated his face. She watched, unable to move as it all unfolded before her. Carson cried out as Rodney convulsed beneath him, “Not. Now!” Doctor Beckett had seen her out of the corner of his eye and was trying to disengage himself, but Rodney’s climax was too much for the good doctor. With only a couple of hard thrusts, he pounded into the scientist’s ass as hard as he could. Muttering words only he could understand, he jerked uncontrollably in the wake of the others.
They slumped on the bead in a heap and it was enough to shake Elizabeth out of her shock. She backed out of the room, not quite able to tear her eyes from the sight. Once in the hall she numbly reached up and shut the door. She stood for several moments staring at the door, before shaking her head. Turning down the hall, she fanned her face trying to cool the heat she was sure was making her blush and sighed in a whispered to herself, “Oh my!”
The End