Now that they were here Sam couldn't remember whose idea it had been initially; he had a feeling it had been his, but his brain was hazy from alcohol and the high of winning and in any case it didn't matter any more. He was nervous and uncomfortable, never having done anything like this before, but he knew they hadn't, either, so logic followed that they had to be feeling equally uncomfortable.

Not that Josh and Donna looked that way at the moment, tangled up in each other in an inelegant heap on the king-size bed, mouths fused and bare limbs intertwined. Sam's cock grew harder, painfully so, as he watched the two of them, both of whom inflamed him in different ways, losing themselves in each other. Finally the sight of Josh's bare ass reminded Sam that he was supposed to be disrobing, that he was the only one in the room still wearing any clothing, and that was probably violating some sort of threesome etiquette. Was there such a thing?

I can probably figure that out later, Sam thought with a solemnity born of expensive whiskey, and proceeded to divest himself of the remainder of his clothing, letting everything fall in a messy pile on the hotel room floor. On the bed, Josh moved his mouth down to Donna's breast, and Donna moaned in pleasure, a throaty sound that had Sam stepping out of his boxers as quickly as possible.

When Sam eased himself down on the bed to the other side of her, her eyelids flew open and she gave him one of her trademark wide smiles. It put him at ease instantly, reminded him that there were few people he trusted in the world as much as these two. Besides, Donna's right nipple was a delectable shade of pink and screamed out for attention as Josh continued to suckle on her left. So he lowered his mouth and took the bud between his teeth and when she threaded her fingers through his hair he somehow knew this was going to be okay.

He sensed Josh's arm snaking its way down to the juncture of Donna's thighs, and when Josh started stroking Donna's clit Sam reached down and covered Josh's hand with his own, adding to the pressure. Donna hissed and bucked beneath them; Sam opened his eyes to see her watching them with heavy-lidded blue eyes, her mouth parted as she gasped at the sensations they were giving her.

Josh lifted his head from Donna's breast and nuzzled Sam's ear; the hot breath on his skin made Sam light-headed. "She's ready, Sam," Josh said, his voice a rasp against Sam's ear. "You first."

Sam pulled his mouth from Donna's breast and met Josh's eyes; they were glassy and brown and deep and Sam had to wrench himself away from them. He looked at Donna instead, wanting to make sure she was okay with what Josh was suggesting. She bit her lip and nodded; then Josh kissed her and her eyes fell closed once more.

Sam reached for the condoms he'd bought in the gift shop downstairs, glad he'd had the presence of mind to place them on the night stand as soon as they arrived earlier. He outfitted himself quickly; Josh and Donna continued to kiss hungrily, Josh's hand palming her breast. When Sam was ready he positioned himself between Donna's legs, gripping her hips and pulling her up to him. Josh released her mouth from his and sat back against the headboard, taking his cock in hand and starting to stroke it as he watched Sam enter Donna with tentative force.

Donna sensed Sam's hesitation and reached up to grab his ass, pulling him deeper inside of her. He gasped in surprise and froze for a moment, until she wriggled against him in a silent plea for him to start moving. So he obeyed her wishes, pulling back and then pushing in again, soon finding a slow, steady rhythm that worked for them both.

Donna's eyes were closed, her hands continued to claw at his ass, and despite their heavy breathing Sam felt they were too quiet, almost uncomfortably so. And thus: "You're so beautiful," he whispered, thinking that could never hurt, and had the added advantage of being true. She was like some nymph from a Renaissance painting, all long limbs and pink flesh and golden hair and he couldn't believe he was inside of her.

She opened her eyes and smiled at him with trust and happiness and his heart skipped a beat. "Thank you," she whispered. She pulled her knees up higher; he thrust in even deeper and she let out a high-pitched moan. "You're making me feel really good, Sam," she said. She pulled one hand away from him and reached blindly above her until she made contact with Josh's leg. She gripped it possessively even as she began to undulate more aggressively beneath Sam.

Sam moved his gaze up to Josh, who was still sitting against the headboard, now with Donna's hand wrapped around his ankle. Josh's eyes were fixed on them intently, and his lips were parted with arousal. His hand stroked his cock gently, as if he didn't want to spend himself any sooner than he had to. Donna clenched around Sam, gripping his own cock exquisitely and making him light-headed, but Sam found he couldn't take his eyes off Josh's, which was strong and firm and standing straight at attention. Josh caught him looking and Sam could swear Josh's cock twitched under the scrutiny.

Without taking his eyes off Josh, Sam put his thumb into his mouth, sucked on it, then moved his hand down to where he and Donna were joined. He found Donna's clit and began massaging it purposefully; she cried out and whispered to him, to them, that she was close. Sam forced his gaze away from Josh and looked down at Donna just in time to see her come, her back arching violently as she uttered a series of cries, his name and Josh's name and God's name all twined together. He thrust wildly into her, again and again and she was so hot and tight and clenching around him and yes, there it was, and he came with a rush of relief and bliss.

As soon as his hips stopped jerking he pulled out of Donna, who was now lying on the bed with her hands over her eyes and her teeth biting down on her lower lip. He disposed of the condom in the wastebasket by the bed and practically threw himself back on the bed at Josh's feet.

"What the--" Josh murmured, then gasped in shock and pleasure as Sam took the other man's cock into his mouth.

"Fuck, Sam," Josh hissed. Sam ignored him and took Josh's cock as far as he could into his mouth until it nudged the back of his throat and almost made him gag. He pulled back and then plunged again, sucking strongly on the hot, hard shaft, then cupped Josh's balls with one hand, the wrinkled skin cool against his palm.

And now my best friend knows I suck cock, he thought to himself, but the way Josh was moaning made him think his friend didn't mind so much at the moment. He felt slender fingers on his back suddenly, realized it was Donna stroking his back muscles and nuzzling his skin with her soft lips.

It didn't take Josh long to come, considering he'd been bringing himself to a fever pitch as he watched Donna and Sam moments ago, and Sam swallowed the salty viscous liquid, realizing that now his best friend also knew he didn't mind swallowing. Work was going to be exceedingly strange on Monday.

He lifted his head from Josh's cock at the feel of the other man's hand on his cheek; he looked up and Josh leaned over to kiss him, his tongue sliding against Sam's without hesitation.

"Wow," he heard Donna whisper reverently from beside them; they both pulled away and grinned at the same time.

"C'mere," Josh said to Donna, with more of his usual tone. He disengaged from Sam and lay Donna on her back beneath him, then started kissing his way down her torso until he reached her sex. Josh hooked her legs over his shoulders and lowered his head to her dark blonde curls; Sam could just see the flicker of his tongue as he explored Donna's folds.

"God, Josh," Donna murmured. Josh reached up to squeeze her breasts and she let out a low laugh of pure pleasure. Sam watched in fascination, feeling himself grow hard again as Josh feasted on Donna hungrily, tracing his tongue over every inch of her before finally concentrating on her clit. Donna arched up beneath him and let out a long, keening cry as she came, hard, bucking against Josh's face.

Josh crawled back up Donna's body and kissed her thoroughly for what seemed like forever; she threaded her fingers through his unruly hair and pulled him close. When their lips finally parted he whispered, "Roll over."

Donna did as she was bid, propping herself up on all fours and raising her hips up to him. Josh, who Sam was impressed to discover was hard again, entered her with one swift, skillful movement and began pumping into her immediately, chanting her name beneath his breath.

Donna sighed and looked over at Sam, who now found himself in Josh's former position of sitting against the headboard with his cock in his hand. "Come over here, Sam," Donna said.

He got up on his knees and inched himself over to her; she gestured for him to come closer. He practically had an orgasm right there as he realized what she was asking. He stayed kneeling, but better positioned himself so that she was able to take his cock into her mouth; when she did he felt as if the top of his head could come off. She sucked on it delicately, leisurely, at odds with the driving pace Josh was setting inside of her. He closed his eyes and happily lost himself in the sensation of her warm, wet mouth.

"You're amazing," he heard Josh say from behind her. "Make him come, Donna. Make him come like you're making me....god," he said, and Sam opened his eyes to see Josh spasm wildly into her in a flurry of release. The sight of Josh's mouth opened in ecstasy as he emptied himself inside of Donna was enough to send Sam hurtling over the edge too; Donna pulled away just as he let loose a white, spurting stream onto the bedsheets.

Sam fell back on the bed and tried to get his breathing under control; next to him, Josh stayed inside of Donna and reached around her to fumble at her clit, hoping to get her to go again. He persisted until she did, coming softly and quietly and then the two of them fell over in a heap around him.

The three of them lay there, breathing hard, not touching. Sam started to formulate a letter to Penthouse in his head; irrationally, he suddenly wanted to laugh. When he finally caught his breath, he said, "Remember --"

Josh finished the thought for him. "What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas," he assured him.

"Thank god," Sam said, and closed his eyes.

End.