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The Transitive Property	By : IrenaAdler Category: M through R > NUMB3RS Views: 2661 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Part 5 � Ground rules

Some moments later, David regained some sense of reality
again.� Someone was whimpering loudly and
it took David a moment to realize it was him.�

�David?� Charlie gasped.�
�You okay?�

�Kill me now,� David mumbled.�� If it had been any better, I would be dead
anyway.�

Don chuckled and David discovered he was collapsed against
Don�s chest, his fingers still clenched on Charlie�s shoulders.� David released his grip and grimaced.�

�Probably gonna bruise, sorry,� he said to Charlie.

�Don�t mind,� Charlie said, rubbing his shoulders.� �Was worth it.�

�Mm-hmm,� Don agreed.�

The three of them sat in warm, exhausted silence for a while
until Don and Charlie�s softening cocks slid out of David�s overstretched
asshole.� They untangled themselves from
each other and lay down on the bed, David between Don and Charlie.� For another long blissful moment, they just
drifted in the afterglow of three incredible rounds of sex.

Eventually, Don stirred.�
He reached over David�s chest and lightly touched Charlie�s hand.� �Charlie?�

�Hmm?� Charlie said sleepily.

�We need to � set some ground rules.�

�Yeah.�� Charlie said, propping himself up on one
elbow so he could see Don.� �Yeah, we
do.�

Don propped himself up in a mirror image of his brother and
met his eyes.� �First rule is no fucking,
ever.�

�Agreed,� Charlie said.�
�That�s just too � I agree.�

�And the other rule is nothing when it�s just us, ok?� Only with David � or some
other third person.�

Charlie agreed with obvious relief.� �Yes, never when it�s just us.� You�re my brother and I don�t want to mess
that up.�

�You�re always going to be my brother,� Don said with an
exaggerated sigh. �No matter how much you screw up.�

�I generally prefer screwing down,� Charlie responded.�

Don rolled his eyes.� �I
didn�t really need to know that.�

Charlie grinned.�
�Maybe it wasn�t a bad thing that I came up here tonight?�

For a moment, Don looked like he wanted to disagree.� Then he grinned back and said, �No, baby, it wasn�t.�

�Don�t you dare
start calling me baby!�� Charlie glared at Don.� �It sounds like � �infant� when you say it.�

�I see,� Don laughed.�
�And what does it sound like when David says it?�

�Umm,� Charlie said, looking at David.

David rescued him.�
�It sounds like �you delicious sexy sweet thing.��

Charlie blushed and nodded.

�Yuck,� Don said.�
�Okay, I won�t call you �baby.��

�Good,� Charlie said.

�No problem, Chuckie.�

Charlie groaned and poked him in the shoulder.

David smiled.� It
looks like things were going to be okay between the two brothers.� He�d enjoyed the activities hugely and would
be thinking of it every time he sat down for the next week, but it wasn�t worth
destroying Don and Charlie�s relationship.�
He would never forget the sight of Charlie�s mouth around Don�s cock or
Don turning Charlie into a limp puddle.�
Tonight�s reality had far outstripped David�s fantasies.

Grumbling, Don and David left Charlie naked on the bed and cleaned
themselves up then got dressed.� They
didn�t want to be chasing a suspect in the nude.� David wasn�t surprised to discover that his
ass was very sore, but it was a pleasant ache.

In the middle of buttoning up his shirt, David glanced over
at Don.� Don was looking at David with an
odd expression.� Wistful?� Resigned? �Before David could be sure, the expression
was gone and David wondered if he�d imagined it.

By the time they were clothed and settled into chairs to
wait out the night, Charlie was asleep and snoring on the bed.� Charlie lay sprawled out, his body completely
exposed to the evening air and their eyes.�
The total naturalness and spontaneity of Charlie�s sexuality drew David
and, it looked like, Don as well.

Don�s eyes as he turned to David were speculative.� �I think we can give him a few minutes to
rest and recover,� he said with a drawl.

David laughed and gingerly settled back into his chair.� �Meanwhile, we can come up with fun ideas on
how to wake him up.�

�He can be pretty hard to wake up,� Don warned.

�Oh goodie,� David grinned.�
�We�ve got ice � and more Coke.�

Don laughed then said, �Too bad Colby couldn�t be here.�

David�s eyes lit up at the thought.� �Though I�m not sure the bed would be big
enough.�

�I�m sure we�d manage,� Don said.� �You can have Charlie and I get Colby.�

There was something about the way Don said that made David
frown in thought.� �Are you sure you�re
okay, with �� He gestured at the sleeping Charlie.

�Oh sure,� Don said with a shrug, �What can it hurt?�

David looked at him but Don�s usual persona of confidence
and competence had been securely put into place.� David banished his unease.� Whatever the ramifications of tonight were,
Don could handle it.� He was the strong,
in control brother.� David was more
concerned about Charlie.� He�d keep an
eye on Charlie, a very close eye �

Smiling, David watched Charlie sleep and thought of ice and
warm skin and Charlie�s soft little whimpers of passion.� He hoped he�d brought enough condoms.
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