For Services Rendered

He was having the most agreeable dream.

Someone's delightfully soft hands were stroking his chest,
warming his skin to a tingling flush with their skilled ministrations.
He couldn't see exactly who it was, but whoever she was, she was
good. Her vaguely familiar scent filled his nose, and he could
feel her long hair brushing lightly against his skin as her lips
nuzzled one of his nipples. A shudder ran through him at the
intensity of it.

"Mummm," she whispered against his skin. "Tasty."

"Mmm," he moaned back in complete agreement, arching up
against her mouth.

Other hands--stronger hands, but no less pleasant--were touching
his legs, massaging his calves and then his thighs to a state of
perfect relaxation. Not that the rest of his body was feeling
particularly relaxed at the moment. When these stronger hands
eventually reached for the top of his pants and began pulling them
down gently, he sighed expectantly. Nothing like being at the
center of so much attention to make a man happy. The
mouth that had been teasing his chest now fell upon his lips, and he
welcomed the taste of her spicy, dep depths. Her tongue brushed
against his teeth, then she pulled his bottom lip into her mouth to
suck upon it in a most delicious way. Then another mouth brushed
against the tf hif his now exposed cock, and his whole body
trembled in surprise and pleasure.

"Oh, Stinky...I knew you'd likes, Is, I knew that you would..."

Stinky? The only person who called him that was...

"Mmmmeg?" Autolycus finally realized he wasn't dreaming, as
recent memories returned to his awakening mind and he recalled
where he was. He opened his eyes to find the luscious, lusty
barkeep lying next to him, a naughty smile on her rosy lips as her
fingers traced over the contours of his chest. It took him a moment
to get over the sight of her naked body to remember that he also
had someone between his legs, doing quite the job of making sure
he was fully alert--and erect.

"'Bout time you woke up, Stinkywas was wondering if you were
gonna sleep through the whole thing," Meg said with a giggle in
his ear, her hot breath a tease against his sensitive skin. Then she
startled him by yelling, "Hey Joxie, you'd better save some of that
for me!"

Joxer stopped what he was doing for a moment, allowing Auto's
cock to slip from between his lips. With a raised eyebrow he
scolded Meg, "You'll get your turn. Later. I found him first,
remember?" With that he turned to Auto with a smile and a look in
his eyes that gave the thief an all-new impression of the goofy
wanna-be warrior. "You do want me to continue, don't you,
Autolycus?" Joxer asked, kissing his way down Auto's cock from
the tip to his balls. "Because I really don't want to stop..."

Oh Hades, neither did he. Joxer's light kisses trailing slowly up and
down his erection were maddening, and not nearly as satisfying as
when the young man had him fully engulfed in his mouth. "By all
means...please...continue," Auto answered, leaning back into the
sheets as Joxer granted him his wish. He closed his eyes in bliss,
trying to remember the last time he'd received such a skillful
blowjob. Joxer swallowed him deeply, taking nearly all of his--and
he didn't mind bragging about it--impressive length inside him,
down his throat.

Meg turned Auto's head toward her to kiss him again, proving thathe, he, too, was quite proficient at using her mouth for exploits of an
erotic nature. Between the two forms of oral stimulation he was
receiving, Autolycus knew he wouldn't be able to last long, as
much as he wanted to ride this wave of incredible pleasure for
hours if he could. He simply hadn't been prepared for such an assault
on his senses and his body and figured it was a losing battle
to try to deny the inevitable.

Joxer seemed to sense what was, no pun intended, coming, and
increased the intensity of his sucking until Autolycus was
overcome, the orgasm ripping through him in violent, shuddering
completion.

"Aw Joxie," Meg complained when she saw what had happened.
"You weren't supposed to make him come so fast!"

"Sorry babe, couldn't help myself," Joxer apologized, as he
finished licking away the last of Auto's cream from his softening
cock. He slid himself up Auto's still shaking body, until they were
face-to-face...and soon after, mouth-to-mouth. Joxer's kiss was
tentative at first, compared to Meg's lustier advances, and it was a
little odd tasting his own come on Joxer's lips, but not exactly
unpleasant. Neither was the feeling of the lithe young man's naked
body against his own, covering him, rubbing a surprisingly
impressive hardness against him as well.

"You like?" Joxer asked after breaking the kiss, looking down into
Auto's eyes with a look that was both passionate and...somewhat
unsure. That doubt that was there was strangely endearing to the
thief, and a tad reassuring. It meants was was still the bumbling and
often unsure Joxer "the Mighty" he was dealing with, not some
strange double or psychopathic brother come to replace him.

"Yeah...I definitely like..." Auto answered.

"Don't hog him all to yourself, Stinky, he's my Joxie too," Meg
interrupted, pulling at Joxer to roll off him Auto, then straddling
him between her firm but oh-so-lovely thighs. Auto waited out the
aftershocks of his pleasure while enjoying the view of Meg
demonstrating her possessiveness of the slender body beneath her.
With ease and eagerness she took Joxer's hardness inside her,
arching back to give both men an incredible view of her ample,
inviting breasts. Her expression was one of pure ecstasy as she
rocked her hips slowly, then gradually faster, taking her
gratification from riding Joxer with utter carnal abandon.

Joxer didn't seem to be having too bad of a time, either.

"Joxie...oh Joxie," she moaned, louder and faster, over and over.

"Mmmmmeg..." The groan came out of Joxer's mouth slowly, as if
drawn up from somewhere deep within him. A few moments later,
Joxer grabbed hold of Meg's hips and pumped himself harder into
her, until they both came nearly in unison.

"Whew!" Meg collapsed down between the two men, her chest
heaving temptingly as she tried to catch her breath. Coyly she
turned her head to Auto and dared him, "Joxie sure knows how to
give me what I need...think you've got what it takes, Stinky?"

That was certainly a challenge Auto was not about to pass up. "The
question, my dear Meg, is can you handle what I've got?" With
that, he began a very careful, slow exploration of her body, as
he'd been thinking about doing for days. From her soft, tender neck
to the even more tempting softness of her chest, he kissed her and
sampled the sweetness of her flesh, taking his time along the way.
She sighed in a particularly pleasing way as he drew one dark
nipple into his mouth, pulling on it and nibbling it lightly with his
teeth. It stiffened immediately under his attentions, and soon she
was urging him on to give her other breast similar treatment.

Then, it was on to her stomach, which caused her to giggle as he
tickled her--mostly unintentionally--with his moustache. "Stinky!
Don't do that!" she said with a playful growl, trailing her fingers
through his hair.

"Then stop calling me Stinky," he said, slipping a hand between
her legs to probe her moist netherlips. His fingers teased her clit
and her giggles turned to a moan. Her musky scent called to him,
drawing him still lower until he was nuzzling the dark curls, right
above her clit, feeling her growing tenser and more ready for him
with each passing second.

He glanced up to find Joxer not lying idly by any longer, taking
care to continue to tweak and play with Meg's nipples now that
Autolycus was otherwise occupied.

"Oh gods, somebody fuck me," she sighed. "You two are gonna
make me crazy!"

Joxer smirked at Auto. "Demanding little vixeen sen she wants
to be, isn't she?"

"Mmm, so I see. But what the lady wants, the lady should get,
don't you think?" With that, he lifted her bottom up slightly to gain
better access and let himself taste her, flicking her small pleasure
nub with his tongue as she gasped in delight. He was nearly
ready to take her but wanted to make sure she was truly ready
for him first. The way she was urging him on, he didn't figure that
was going to take very long at all.

"Talk about tasty treats," he remarked, then went back to tonguing
her most sensitive spot until she was swearing him out to fuck her.
The woman knew curse words that were new to even the well-traveled
thief's ears.

Pulling himself up, and now teasing her clit with the tip of his
erection, he asked her, "Promise not to call me Stinky again?"

"I promise St--Autolycus. C'mon Auto, baby, give it to me!
Please!"

Damn, but she looked like Xena. Gazing down at her like this, all
naked and sweaty and full of need, the similarity between the two
women was almost distracting. Well, he didn't know for
certain that Xena had a body like this, but her skimpy armor didn't
leave that much to the imagination. He wasn't sure he could ever
imagine Xena looking at him with quite the lascivious stare Meg
was giving him, though. He wasn't sure he ever wanted Xena to
look at him like that.

No, Meg would do just fine, thank you very much.

With a quick, confident thrust, he plunged into her warmth, feeling
what little blood was left in the rest of his body joining the bulk of
it already in his groin. She was so ready, so hot...like an
oven, he imagined, with what little coherent thought he could
manage. "Damn," he swore between sharp breaths. "Joxer, you
lucky son of a bacchae...you've got this hot number...any time you
want her..."

"That's my Meg," Joxer boated proudly, stroking her hair and
peppering her neck and cheeks with soft kisses. "Aren't you glad
you decided to join us?"

"Glad...that's...one way to put it."

He was able to sustain himself longer this time than the first, which
was a good thing considering Meg was quite a demanding girl who
wanted nothing less than a long, hard fuck out of him. When he
finally felt her muscles clenching around him, her body bucking as
she gasped out his name--"Auto," this time, at least she seemed to
be learning--he finished himself off in short order, driving deep
into her repeatedly, and then in one final intense thrust. He felt the
last bit of his energy slip away as his seed spilled into her, this
second climax leaving him gasping, shaking, utterly and
completely spend sad satisfied.

He collapsed down on top of her, savoring the feel of her soft body
beneath him as he kissed her full lips, her body quivering with
aftershocks of her orgasm. As he then rolled onto his side, he felt
Joxer's arms slip around his waist from behind. Just in a gentle
embrace, not in an urgent, needful way. It felt strange for a
moment, then, oddly, Auto realized it felt quite nice. He didn't
normally go for the cuddling thing after sex, but what had just
happened between the three of them was so good, he truly felt like
savoring the moment.

Meg let out a contented yawn and snuggled up against his front. "I
feel like the luckiest gal in Greece right now, bein' here with my
Joxie and you, Sti--Autolycus."

"Me too," Joxer agreed from behind Auto. "I mean, I feel like the
luckiest guy."

"I feel like the most exhausted guy," Auto put in, the double-
whammy he'd been treated to leaving him more than ready to catch
a little shut-eye, then he added, "and pretty lucky."

"Mmm, I'm glad, Auto," Meg said. "So are we all, y'know,
forgiven and everything for what we did to ya before, with the
baby and everything?"

"Oh yeah. Whatever," he mumbled. He really couldn't care less
about any of that now.

Not much later, the three all drifted contentedly to sleep, entwined
in each others' arms.

continued in next part...