Conventional Encounters

Conventional Encounters

Posted: October 2005
Title: Conventional Encounters
Author: Bijouatweb
Type: RPS
Characters: David Wenham/Craig Parker/Mark Ferguson, (DW/HW implied)
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: not true.....*sighs*
Warnings: PWP, 3some, AU (unfortunately)

Summary: Well, let's just pretend that Dave had attended the Ring*Con in Fulda. Maybe this wouldn't have only made a certain Bijou very happy but some other guys as well. And since this is fiction, the charity auction would have already taken place on Friday night.

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David was tired and jet-lagged. He really loved the Convention so far. His panel together with John had been a great success. The fans had been cheering them and they had had many of interesting discussions.

But it had been nothing compared to the following charity auction which was held by Mark and Craig. The two guys were simply awesome. They managed to play with their audience and the whole hall had been raging.

And then Craig wearing those goddamn tight Lederhosen . Even after a cold shower, Dave could still feel a stir in his groin every time the picture popped into his head.

So now he was standing in front of Craig's suite, ready to knock at the door. He really didn't know Craig. He had probably met him on the set only a few times, and they hadn't any scenes together. He wasn't so sure if this was a good idea, but he was too wound up to sleep.

The door was immediately opened by Craig who was clad only in a towel wrapped around his waist. His chest and arms were glistening with water. Dave had to swallow hard.

"Hi there mate," Craig greeted him. "Come on in," he added and let David into the suite.

"Uh huh, Craig," David replied, " I don't want to disturb. I only wanted to ask if you, and maybe Mark, too, would like to have some drinks with me down at the bar."

"That's not a smart idea, David!" he heard another voice from behind. David looked up and saw how Mark was coming back out of the bathroom, dressed in a bathrobe. "The fan girls would kill you within minutes," Mark added as an explanation.

"Nice to finally meet you, Dave. Hugo had already told me a lot of you," Mark went on while shaking the younger man's hand.

"Nice to meet you, too," Dave replied while his mind was busy working. Why did the two of them share a suite? Were they a couple? And what could Hugo possibly have told Mark?

Looking from Mark to Craig and back to Mark, he stammered, "I hope I haven't interrupted anything!"

"No, we're finished," Craig answered in a giggling voice which earned him a stern look from Mark.

"Craig, you're a bad host," Mark scolded. "Would you please lead our guest into the living room and give him something to drink? He looks like he could use it!"

Dave immediately headed for an armchair when they arrived. Mark took a place on the couch while Craig went to the bar to prepare their drinks.

"So how do you like the con so far?" Mark tried for some small talk.

"It's great," David answered and nodded his thanks to Craig who had placed a glass of red wine before him. Feeling a little bit tense, Dave hastily took a long sip from the glass.

Meanwhile, Craig had seated himself on the couch too, leaning close to Mark. He was still wearing nothing more than the towel and Dave had problems tearing his eyes away from the strong abs and the beautiful stomach muscles of the younger man.

Unconsciously he licked his lips and Mark grinned at him.

They carried on with their friendly conversation. Suddenly Craig lay down, placing his head in Mark's lap, and Mark began to stroke the younger man's head.

David watched them closely. They were so comfortable around each other. Suddenly realization dawned on him. Of course - they looked like they just had sex, totally relaxed and satisfied. Afterwards, they had probably shared a shower together...

Oh my good! And he was so dumb to disturb them. They were simply too polite to kick him out.

Hastily he tried to make his retreat. He could always have a beer with John, couldn't he ?

But the moment he tried to get up, Mark reached over and placed a hand on his thigh. "David, why do you want to go?" he asked. "You just came!"

"I...I better leave you alone now," the redhead stuttered.

"Why?" Craig asked, sitting up and pouting.

David was at a loss of what to say. Desperately he searched his mind for a proper excuse.
Meanwhile Mark had stood up and slowly started to massage Dave's shoulder and neck muscles from behind the armchair. Dave shuddered involuntarily when Mark's strong and warm hands came into contact with his body. Even through his shirt, he could feel the heat spreading from Mark's hands.

"Awww, David, you're awfully tense," Mark whispered in a low voice.

Craig had lowered himself to the ground in front of David. "Let him take care of you, David! Mark is very good a back-rubbing!"

Dave only grunted in return because it was just the moment when Mark had discovered a special sore spot and was massaging it repeatedly.

Craig's hands were slowly caressing Dave's calves through the fabric of his jeans. Dave started to moan. Four hands on his body simply felt too good and his fantasies were getting him carried away. Embarrassed, he realized how the front of his jeans was beginning to bulge.

He made a last attempt to stand up, but Craig's soft hands were pressing him down again.

"Let me," Dave complained.

"'Let me' what, Dave?" Mark asked curiously. "'Let me fuck, Craig?'" he added in a raspy voice. "Is that what you're asking for?"

Craig had gotten rid of his towel and was now standing totally naked in front of David, proudly displaying his erection directly before David's eyes. Seeing him like that, David could only sigh in response to Mark's question.

"I guess that's a yes , then," Mark said, chuckling. "Be my guest, David!"

Before David could come up with a response, Craig had kneeled down in front of him again. Craig's hands were busying themselves with the zipper of Dave's jeans, freeing his aching erection.

"Beautiful," Craig mumbled, and began to lick at the head of David's cock.

Mark had started to unbutton his shirt and now his smooth hands were caressing David's naked chest. When Mark's fingers pinched David's nipples, he couldn't do anything but yelp in surprise.

"I don't understand," he stammered.

"There's nothing to understand, Dave," Mark assured him. "You want him, don't you?"

"Yeah..." the younger man admitted.

Craig had pulled David's jeans down to his knees. From somewhere behind him, Mark had gotten a condom and unrolled it onto David's cock. With a minimum of lube, Craig slicked it up, and without further ado, he began to lower himself onto David's cock.

"Wait," David shouted, "I don't want to hurt you!"

"You won't," Mark assured him, "he's still open from our previous activities!"

David gulped audibly. So he had been right. They were a pair. But all of his coherent thoughts ceased to exist when he felt the still-tight channel of Craig's body around his cock.

Another keen sound came from his throat. Mesmerized, Dave watched how Craig fucked himself on his cock. He buried his head into the other man's neck and inhaled Craig's sweet and intoxicating scent deeply.

"This is so good," Craig moaned.

"So does this fulfil your fantasies," Mark asked the Kiwi.

"Oh...yes!"

David was confused. He hadn't any idea what was going on and it showed clearly on his face.

"He's wanted you for so long and so badly," Mark explained to him. "Every night I've had to listen to his whining!"

"This is so not true," Craig pouted, interrupting his movements.

"But I loved you for it, my sweet demanding Cutie," Mark soothed him. Going down beside Craig, he placed a soft kiss to the younger man's lips. Dave eyed them jealously and started to lick on Craig's earlobe.

"Uh...huh...I think somebody feels neglected," Mark stated after breaking the kiss. He placed Craig's arms around David's neck and watched contently as they shared their first kiss.

Craig adopted a faster pace and Mark's fingers were curling around the Kiwi's cock. Dave met Craig's movements halfway with powerful thrusts.

Exactly when Craig's back arched up, David felt his climax rolling over him as well. "David," Craig shouted, spilling his cum over Mark's hands.

Totally breathless, David slumped down into the armchair. Exhausted, he closed his eyes.

"Poor Baby," Mark said, chuckling.

Strong hands were pulling him upright and then David was dragged into the bedroom. After divesting him of his clothes, they laid him down carefully and joined him, Craig facing David and Mark spooning him from behind.

Mark must have got rid of his bathrobe because David could feel his naked chest pressed into David's back, and most of all he could feel the other man's hard erection poking against his arse.

Mark had started to kiss his neck and despite his tiredness, Dave was getting hard again this.

"Would you bottom for me, David?" Mark whispered into his ear.

David hesitated. The only man he had ever bottomed for had been his first male lover, Hugo. After that he had tried it with somebody else and still regretted it. It had been a terrible experience, full of pain and humiliation.

Mark could sense how the tenseness had returned to David's body. Slowly he caressed the younger man's ribs.

"Hugo told me his tricks," he whispered into David's ear.

"He had...WHAT ?" David screamed, nearly bolting upright in the bed. Craig's head which had rested on David's chest, thumped unceremoniously onto the covers.

"Calm down, David," Mark soothed him. "Actually, I asked him!"

"But why were you asking Hugo about my sexual preferences," Dave burst out, blushing furiously.

"When I told you that Craig was longing for you, I only told you the half truth... because we both were," Mark admitted. "And when I heard that you were about to join the con, I phoned Hugo and asked him a few questions about you. And...uh...he was very considerate..."

David started to relax again after this admission, swearing internally to kick Hugo's ass the next time he met him. "So what did he tell you?" he whispered in a hoarse voice.

A long while nothing happened without Mark giving him an answer. David could feel how Mark moved behind his back. Suddenly a slick finger traced through his cleft, starting to massage his entrance.

"He told me to do this until I could feel your hole puckering below my fingers," Mark whispered again.

Both Craig and David groaned. Craig bent forwards and captured Dave's lips in a heated kiss.

"Will you let my finger in?" Mark asked.

David only nodded. When Mark slid his finger inside, he could feel how it was eagerly swallowed. "More?" he asked again. As an answer, David pressed back onto Mark's fingers. His cock has already come back to full hardness.

When Mark added a second finger, the older actor groaned, too. "Baby, you're really tight. How long has it been?"

By this point, David was having some difficulties trying to think straight. "About two years," he got out in between breathless gasps.

Marks fingers were stretching him slowly, scissoring and then curling. A long throaty moan escaped from the back of David's throat.

"You like that, don't you?" Mark was still able to tease him.

"Hugo also told me to be careful around your prostrate," he carried on, while deliberately stroking against Dave's gland again and again. "He said that you'd easily lose it after such a long time of not being fucked!"

"Please," David moaned, "Please stop!"

"Why? Was he right about that? Then don't fight it, babe!"

Mark hadn't even finished his sentence when he felt Dave's internal muscles clenching around his fingers, his semen spreading all over the covers.

While his fingers were still inside David, he had stopped his movements. His other hand came around Dave's belly, sticking his fingers into the cum. "Hugo also promised that you'd recover pretty quickly," Mark said, chuckling.

He held his cum-slicked fingers to Craig's mouth, who licked them clean eagerly. David only groaned again. This was such an arousing sight. But he doubted that he'd really be able to recover; he had already come twice.

While Craig cleaned him with some wet naps, Mark's finger inside him moved again. David gasped, "I think...I can't!"

"Of course you can," Mark assured him.

David was a lot more relaxed now and Mark was able to work in a third finger. David wriggled through the whole process.

"Are you ready now?" Mark whispered into his ear.

His hands left Dave's body and he quickly put a condom on, slicking himself up with the lube. Then he carefully lined himself up. "Hugo said that I should go slow...Do you like it slow, babe?"

David wasn't able to answer because right at this moment, Mark's thick cock breeched him. It burned a little, but on the other hand it felt so good to be filled like this again. And all through it, Craig was caressing him tenderly, showering his face with soft kisses.

When Mark was fully inside, he rested a little, letting the younger man adjust to the feeling. "Is that good, David," he asked, in between licks to the redhead's neck.

"Yeah," David sighed. That spot on his neck was especially sensitive. He'd bet that Hugo had told Mark this, too.

Beyond belief to him, he could again feel a stirring in his groin. "You both will be the death of me," he groaned.

"Wouldn't that be a nice way to go?" Craig chuckled, his breath ghosting over David's naked chest and face.

Mark adopted a slow pace, spiralling Dave into another full hard-on. David admired the older actor for his self-control, because he was able to stop again and again after a few languid thrusts.

David contracted his internal muscles, clenching around Mark's cock.

This was the first time the older man let out a moan of himself. "You're evil, David," he whispered.

"Well, Hugo isn't the only one who knows some tricks," David replied cheekily. But he shut his mouth immediately when Mark changed the angle and rubbed his sweet spot directly.
This time his muscles were clenching involuntarily.

"So good, Mark," he moaned.

Craig was now lying outstretched beneath them, purring like a cat. All the action and Mark's lowly rasped exclamations had gotten him hard as well.

He moved closer to David, letting his cock brush against the Australian's matching hard-on. His hand came around, grasping both their cocks and rubbing them together.

Dave's breathing grew erratic. Mark's cock inside him felt so good. And Craig close to him, one of his hands stroking them slowly while his other hand was roaming over his chest was almost undoing him. This was all he had been dreaming about, hours ago, and more.

"Close," he murmured, helplessly throwing his head from one side to the other.

"Wait for us," Mark demanded and claimed David's lips in a passionate kiss, swallowing his constant moans.

Then he began to thrust in earnest, one of his arms wrapped around David's waist to keep him securely in place.

Craig speeded up his movements as well, fighting with Mark for the right of kissing David.

When they realized that David badly needed to breathe, their mouths instead found each other's, tongues duelling in pleasure.

The sight was all what it needed to take David over the edge. He came, screaming, all over Craig's hand. Craig followed him shortly, mixing their cum on David's stomach. Seeing both of his younger lovers losing it, let Mark follow as well. With one long last thrust, he came deep inside Dave's body.

Mark and Craig both kissed David on the forehead. "Thank you, David," they murmured.

"You're welcome," Dave replied, before falling asleep instantly.

Craig contemplated him regretfully, "Now look what we did--we've worn him out!"

"Nah, "Mark replied, "Nothing a little bit of rest can't cure!"

He walked to the bathroom and returned with a wet towel. Careful not to wake David, he cleaned his sleeping body and Craig's too. Craig had already cuddled close to David, yawning slightly.

"Can we keep him?" he asked pleadingly when Mark joined them on the bed again.

Mark tousled Craig's hair affectionately. "Maybe you should ask him yourself!"

~*~

The next day the audience at the con got an unexpected and unplanned Elven/Man Panel featuring Craig, Mark, and David.

All were enthusiastic over how well Dave fit into their playfulness on stage.

It wasn't before long some fan girl put forth the following question: "Craig, Mark, did you find somebody new to play with?"

Craig slung his arm possessively around Dave's neck, leaning onto him. "Oh...yeah," he agreed with a big smirk.

And Mark, whose hand came to rest on David's lower back, added, "And now that we've found him...we'll keep him!"

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THE END

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