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The day after she and Misha had their little experiment was difficult; Samantha couldn't and didn't want to deny that.Like almost every morning, the crew members and Sam met for breakfast in the set before everyone went their way."Mish," Gabriel dismissively greeted as he sat at the table."Gabe," the dark-haired man replied just as dismissively and gave him a short nod.Frowning, Samantha eyed the two men, exchanging a glance.It was clear that the three had to talk about it. But how exactly? Gabriel sighed.
Hey Mish, did my wife decently fuck you yesterday? Tell me, if you need her again … I like to share ...?!
"Be nice to each other; we're all grown up. Do your work, and we sit down afterward," Sam said, sighing and sitting on the soft couch with a cup of coffee.Gradually, the others came, and this tense mood steadily relaxed."And be nice to the others!"Samantha kissed her husband goodbye with a smile before disappearing toward the kitchen.What was the best way to handle such a situation? Sam had liked that evening, Misha didn't even need to be asked, and Gabriel had agreed. And then why did she feel so weird? Why did she think she'd done something wrong?The day was shitty. And nobody indeed knew why. Misha felt guilty, though he didn't have to. Gabriel was pissed off, though he had no reason to. Each of the three only wanted the day to be over and the clarifying conversation to occur. Because before, nothing would be the way it was.And then it all turned out quite differently … After work, the young woman headed for the lounge, where Jared, Misha, and Gabe sat at the table with their backs to her. She'd intended to go inside, but Jared had gotten up and said goodbye.
You don't do that … to be a fly on the wall, but ...
Samantha positioned herself so no one could see her and just wanted to wait and see what would happen.…"Alone," Gabe said, and an endlessly long minute followed in which no one said a word.While Misha nervously played with his fingers, Gabriel sat silently, unable to look into his friend's eyes. The mood was depressing, and they wanted Sam to come as soon as possible."Thanks," Misha started and cleared his throat."What for?""You know what for. For last night.""Did you enjoy it, bro?"Gabriel escaped a small smile, and Misha sighed with relief."I won't go into detail, but it was a sublime experience."
At least they talk to each other
Great relief spread in the young woman, and after another minute of silence, she almost wanted to go to the two ... Misha was the one who broke the silence again."Gabe?""Hm?""How long have we known each other? Ten years?""...""Hm ... we could talk about such things openly and relaxed, right?""What's on your mind, kiddo?" Gabriel asked, and Sam had to smile slightly.Misha took a deep breath, looked him in the eye, and hesitantly started to talk because that question was burning on his lips."Samantha didn't go into detail, but I could sort things out ... so you like it too?""One of the best and most beautiful things out there," he smirked with a dreamy look and nodded slowly. "She's so incredibly empathetic and always careful that I'm fine."A satisfying shiver moved over Sam's spine at her husband's words, and she smiled to herself."How did it start?" "..."Gabriel got up and went to the fridge, got two bottles of beer, and a few seconds later, they clinked together."Let's go into detail, huh?"With a smirk, he looked at his friend."If you don't wanna tell, it's alright," Misha replied, nodding at him but sighing a little disappointed."No, it's okay. I'll tell you everything you wanna know because I feel sorry for anyone who doesn't experience this. After all, they miss something. Don't get me wrong … the sex is breathtaking, but there's nothing more exhilarating and satisfying for me than knowing she's in me ... anatomically not quite correct, but that isn't the point.""You're so lucky!""I know. The first time was at the convention three years ago. I didn't know the feeling. No one has ever had a finger in me … you know … except for the prostate exam, but that was different ..."Gabriel fibbed a bit, but not so much that he had a guilty conscience.Sam sat down and leaned her back against the wall, listening to the two men."... I wanted more, and at some point, we were in a sex shop, and one thing led to the other … what you went through yesterday. Since we had to separate repeatedly, it was always a new, hot experience." "Are you allowed to ...?" Misha asked curiously, and Gabe shook his head, sighing."No."
Does he sigh?!
It was never an issue for Samantha, and Gabriel had never mentioned it. She frowned and felt the heat rising in her face.
No idea if I'm ready ...
Shaking her head, she postponed these thoughts to a later date."You're fortunate, my friend," Misha smiled, a little jealous, and both bottles collided again."What about you and your wife?"Misha hesitated for a moment. But since Gabriel was so open and had just revealed his most intimate secrets to him, it was only fair to come out with the language as well."I don't have a sex life anymore."With a deep sigh, he got up to pace up and down as he always did when nervous. "She's always too tired; I dunno, maybe she already has someone else.""Don't jump to worst-case scenarios!"Gabriel laughed and told him to sit down again because the ups and downs were getting on his nerves.The dark-haired man sat down again with another deep sigh and shrugged uncertainly."I dunno; I just have a weird feeling. It's been so long since my last sex ... actually since I suggested it to her. She probably finds that disgusting. You know that we have an open marriage. I never made a secret of it, but I agreed only for her sake. I haven't had anything with anyone else for the past two years. Not even with Sam yesterday. You have to believe me. She didn't even have an orgasm."The last words were only whispered, and no idea where the feeling came from, but Misha suddenly felt like a failure. Tears burned behind his eyes, but he gulped them down valiantly. He certainly wouldn't start to snivel like a girl before Gabriel; that didn't allow his pride. "I know.""That yesterday … was more than necessary and therefore ... thanks for that," he whispered before his voice broke. He took a deep breath and gave Gabe a grateful look.Sam was a girl and was allowed to snivel when she felt like it. How she would've liked to go in at that moment to hug her friend. She didn't, but it stung in her heart as she heard her friend speak like that.Gabe saw that this topic deeply grieved his friend, so he tried to bring him to other thoughts. "You haven't had sex for two years. How the hell did you survive?" Gabriel asked in amazement, shaking his head."I'm in the spotlight and don't want that all gossip viciously about me. Destiel is enough."Gabriel laughed, Misha joined in, and Sam chuckled softly."I don't have sex anymore. Tell me about yours, and bring me another beer if you're already standing."Gabriel tore open the fridge, fetched two more bottles, opened them, and put them on the table before sitting down again."Whatcha wanna know?""No idea. I heard yesterday that she burst into a rather dominant tone a few times."The young woman pressed her lips together and swallowed. She didn't mind if her husband talked about their sex life, as long as it didn't make the rounds. But she also knew that Misha would never pass that on. "Yeah, she can do that," Gabriel chuckled, causing Samantha's eyes to roll so harshly that she was scared they might get stuck."You mean ... really?" Misha asked while his eyes widened."I'm still the man," Gabriel laughed. "But …"He left this sentence open because he didn't want to pin everything on his friend's nose."We do role-playing games sometimes, and I hafta admit, that makes me fucking horny when she takes control, and I don't hafta worry about anything. She'd never do anything I disagree with; if she does, there will be a safe word for it.""Yeah, yesterday she asked me for one too.""Honestly?" Gabriel giggled, and Sam closed her eyes with a head shake."So, you like experimenting?" Misha asked, amused, and his friend eagerly nodded with a glint in his eyes that expressed how happy and proud he was, toasted him, and took a sip."I wasn't like that before; I couldn't even imagine that in my dreams. But in Samantha, I've found someone with whom I can live out all my sexual fantasies, and I wouldn't want to miss it anymore. I can talk about anything with my wife, even if it's fucking embarrassing."
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"Fuck ...!"Misha's moan suddenly reached Samantha's full attention. From this post, the young woman could see nothing and only imagine what was going on a few steps away."Yeah, me too ... fuck!" Gabriel mumbled, looking down at himself and squinting at his colleague with a dirty grin."What do we do now? The whole talking about sex has made us hard."Sam's heartbeat briefly stopped when she heard that.Gabriel wondered where his wife was. So he got up, pulled out his phone from his pocket, and then said he'd call briefly.
Shit, shit
Panicking, Samantha fumbled her cell phone out of her pocket and just managed to silence it before the call came in. As quietly as possible, she got up, flitting fast as lightning along the corridor, and breathlessly closed the door behind her."Gabe … I'm sorry it's getting so late. I need about … half an hour," she mumbled, trying to breathe calmly."Why are you so outta breath?""I-I was in the cold storage room and ran to the phone when it rang.""Alright, I'm waiting for you in the lounge and ... don't stress, I ... drink another beer with the boys," he added quickly before hanging up.
That was fucking close!
Quick and quiet, the young woman ran back to her spy post to not miss anything. "We have fifteen minutes," Gabe said, throwing his phone down on the table."For what?""Therefore!"Grinning, he pointed to his crotch and was about to open the zipper."...""You mean ..." Misha stammered but got up a little embarrassed while Gabriel's eyebrows wiggled."After all you know about us now, it's time to let the action follow.""…"What happened there made Samantha incredibly horny. Her husband wasn't shy, but she wouldn't have believed him capable of it.The worst part was that she couldn't see anything. Staring desperately at the ceiling, she wondered if she should go inside. But that would've meant that the show was over before it started. So there was nothing left to do but listen to the conversation and think of the rest."Pants down!" Gabriel demanded.…"Nice for being smaller than me," Misha grinned, giving him an appreciative look."Not bad either," Gabriel chuckled, and Samantha could only shake her head when she heard that."I take off the sweater because it shouldn't be messed up … if it doesn't bother you.""Not a bad idea, and no, it doesn't bother me," Gabriel replied, struggling impatiently out of his clothes.The two men faced each other –– naked except for the socks. Gabriel had seen Misha many times without a shirt, but this time something was different. This time, he consciously saw his friend and liked what he saw. He had to giggle inwardly because, in the other world, it would've been inconceivable that Cas would've done this … no way. But now, he didn't want to worry about his little angel-brother because there was a more important goal. He couldn't resist a prurient sigh as his gaze started from those lips over his sharp collarbone, wandering down this perfectly shaped chest with the little nipples.Damn it. What a body! How could it be possible that a man could arouse him like that? But he didn't want to worry about it now either. Partly because his blood was already somewhere else, partly because his wife would come soon and because he had to cum now and as quickly as possible. Misha was no different. He found Gabe attractive for a long time … not as handsome as anyone else ... but it was enough to make his fantasies dirty, and they were far nastier than he'd ever admitted. Since the day, the two had fooled around when rolling a scene.Misha had lunged for him and buried Gabriel in the soft bed below. It was only a moment but an eternity for the dark-haired man.Unnoticed but greedily, he'd inhaled his colleague's scent and had to stifle a moan as their mids met. For a moment, the cameras and the laughing people were forgotten. And Misha was glad he wore the trench coat because he felt something stir in his pants.Apparently, it had meant nothing to Gabriel, who abruptly pushed his friend out of bed and carried on as if nothing had happened. As the eyes of the two half-naked men met, Misha felt that he was blushing. He, too, couldn't resist looking at his smaller friend from top to bottom. His gaze caught on that shapely cock, which stood proud and damp at a perfect angle from Gabe's body. A tingling sensation and warmth seized his lower abdomen as he imagined for a tiny moment what it would feel in him.…Sam buried her head in her hands. That couldn't be true. She wanted to watch it! Suddenly, the idea came to her –– the cell phone camera.The phone was fished out of her bag with shaky hands, and she tried to slide quietly and carefully to the open door. Then she put the picture in selfie mode. There was no chance that the two could notice because their eyes were turned away from the door."If someone comes in now, we have a problem," Gabriel murmured, his heart pounding, but everyone was gone –– no one could disturb them.
Now or never
Misha took a heart and asked Gabriel if he could touch him. The older man nodded slowly and swallowed, then moaned the next moment softly when he felt the younger man's hand on his cock and couldn't help but send his hands over the other's torso on a voyage of discovery. In a silent communication, the two stood so near that their bodies rubbed against each other, and each touch caused electrical discharges.
I don't believe what I see there!
Although the picture wasn't sharp, with wide eyes, Samantha followed the action between her husband and best friend, while her pulse had increased so much that she was almost dizzy."You have incredibly gentle hands," Misha whispered, and the dark-blonde man giggled."You too, as befits an angel."That was so wrong, and it didn't matter. Gabriel just wanted to have satisfied his needs. He felt teeth brush against his neck, making him gasp. The heat started to rise, and he too became bolder –– touched Misha's cock and just did what he liked himself. Judging by the reactions, he didn't do that bad either."Mish!" Gabe moaned loudly, and this outcry struck like lightning, making Sam moan too. The cell phone almost fell out of her hand."Fuck ... faster!"That was when her cell phone got too hot, and the battery left.
No Please … do … oh damn!
Swearing softly, she shook her phone. She couldn't and didn't want to wait any longer –– that's what she wanted to see live and in color. Then, probably it would be over, but Samantha had to take the risk. Both were so busy that nobody noticed the company. Samantha stood in the door and didn't even blink, not to miss a precious hundredth of a second. Misha grabbed Gabriel by the hair and pressed their mouth together, and Sam's stood open again.It wasn't a tender or loving kiss, probably not even with the tongue. Still, the situation was anything but affectionate and tender, but hot, passionate, and filled with sweat and dirty talk. While the two men were grinding to climax, the young woman was almost on the verge of a heart attack."Gabe," Misha moaned and looked at him wide-eyed.He was the first to find salvation and distributed his sperm over Gabriel's hand. Moments later, it had also happened to his friend, and the older man clung tightly to Misha's shoulder. Both were breathing hard, though Sam probably breathed the hardest. Was that happening? Still totally surprised and overwhelmed, she blinked a few times and tried to regroup.Both men looked at each other, relieved and with a grin, and Gabriel handed Misha tissues until his eyes suddenly got stuck on his wife, standing in the doorway with her arms folded. A hot chill crept over his spine, and the grin died in seconds. "Honey!"Both men blushed and tried frantically to get dressed again as if on command."…"Sam needed a moment for her brain to signal her mouth that it was time to say something."If you wanna tell me now that it isn't s what it looks like, I don't believe you," she said gravely, or at least she tried."I ... we," her husband stammered, searching for words until Misha intervened."We talked ... and ...""You talk to each other; it's fantastic," Samantha said teasingly, grabbing a Coke before sitting at the table.Misha gave Gabriel a stealthy look, for he was still frozen."You know, boys, I just regret one thing ..." She said deadly severe and took a little break in which both shamefacedly lowered their eyes and sighed, "... that I wasn't there from the beginning. Fuck, that was hot.""You ... aren't mad?" Gabriel cautiously asked when he saw that the grin on her face was getting wider and wider."About what? That Mish gave you an orgasm? Well … you owe me one," she replied, winking at her friend. ** In the next chapter …Misha's first session