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Jim head was pleasantly spinning, thanks to the Romulan ale they had been drinking. He wasn’t super drunk but he was comfortably buzzed. Bones was lying next to him, clearly also very much not sober, looking into the stars and waxing poetics about how beautiful they were. Somewhat out of character for the doctor who kept complaining about being on a spaceship all the time. But now with them being on earth, in the Yosemite national park, he seemed to be longing for the stars, maybe it was the alcohol. Or maybe he secretly did love them.
Spock had even allowed them to persuade him to eat a little bit of chocolate and somehow this had led to him searching for bodily contact. He was lying close to Jim; his head leaned against Jim’s shoulder. Jim didn’t have anything against this at all. The fire was crackling in the background, the air was pleasantly warm and he was simply happy. Spending his shore leave with the two people he loved most. It couldn’t be more perfect.
“You know, I’m honestly surprised that we never fucked, through the five years,” Bones suddenly said out of nowhere.
“Who exactly?” Jim asked. Bones lifted the hand indicating in different direction. Jim couldn’t really say, where he tried to point.
“The three of us,” he said. Jim took a moment to think about this.
“No one ever made the first step,” he said. “Did you want to?”
“I mean the two of you were clearly fucking so I didn’t want to get between that,” he explained.
Spock pushed himself up and Jim immediately missed the feeling of Spock’s head against his shoulder.
“We were not, as you so crudely described it, fucking, Doctor,” Spock corrected him.
“Well, the whole ship was convinced you were,” Bones replied.
Jim looked at Spock. He knew there had been some speculations about them and Jim would have liked for them to be true. Not just with Spock, he had always also been interested in Bones, but as the captain he had thought it would be inappropriate to suggest a romantic relationship.
“Are you still interested?” Jim asked.
“I wouldn’t say no, if you’d offer,” Bones replied.
“How about you?” Jim now looked at Spock.
To Jim’s surprise, instead of replying, Spock leaned down and captured Jim’s lips in a kiss. Maybe it was the intoxication, that made Spock so forward right now. The kiss only lasted a few seconds before he broke it, climbed on top of Jim and leaned over to catch Bones’ lips in a kiss as well. Jim felt himself smiling at seeing them kiss. When Spock pulled back from Bones as well, Bones pushed himself into a sitting position.
“You surprise me, Spock,” he said. Then he pulled Spock into another, much deeper kiss. Jim pushed himself up a little and watched both of them making out on top of him. He had imagined this countless of times, but actually seeing this was so much better. Spock’s tongue seemed to push into Bones’ mouth and their hands were pushing off jackets and under pullovers. A moment later both of them were topless and they now turned to Jim. Bones leaned down to kiss him while Spock got on top of Jim. He felt hands pushing his jacket to the side, but he was lying on it so they couldn’t get it off. Jim pushed Bones away and sat up. The hands were on him again quickly. His jacket fell to the ground behind him, hie shirt was opened and followed the jacket to the ground and just a moment later his t-shirt was off.
He pulled Spock into another kiss and as he felt Spock’s soft lips on his lips, he asked himself why they hadn’t done this sooner, they should have done this during the five year mission. He felt Bones’ hand in his neck, Bones pressing against them. He broke the kiss and Bones pulled Spock into another kiss. Jim buried his fingers in both of their hair and dove in to lick and kiss at Bones’ neck. He heard a quiet moan from Bones at this. A hand appeared on Jim’s leg, moving upwards and cupping his hardening cock through his jeans, now Jim groaned and pushed himself against the hand.
It didn’t take long and all three of them were scrambling to get their pants and underwear off and they were finally naked, only the blanket under them separating them from the forest floor.
“Oh my god, do you have fucking tentacles?” Jim heard Bones exclaim which prompted him to look at Spock’s crotch. What he saw really could be described as tentacles. Jim couldn’t really say how many, maybe 15 or 20, about 30 centimeters long and each up to two centimeters thick. It looked really hot. Jim had, sometimes in the quiet hours of the night, wondered what Spock had going on, but vulcans were so cagy about anything like that, there were no records to be found.
“If you wanted a human phallus, you should only be having intercourse with humans,” Spock explained. “And they’re called fra’als.”
“Yeah, whatever,” Bones said and pushed Spock backwards to the ground, kneeling beside him, his face at crotch height and carefully stroking on of the fra’als. They were constantly moving around but now homing in on Bones’ hand.
Jim joined Bones, one hand placed on Spock’s belly, with the other he stroked along one of the fra’als. Spock was breathing a little bit quicker now. The fra’al wrapped around Jim’s fingers and Jim lowered his head to give it a careful lick. It tasted musky, not much different from a human cock, a bit slimy like it was covered in lube. Spock reacted to his lick with a quietly moaned “Jim” and by pushing his hips up and the licked fra’al was prodding Jim’s mouth. Jim took it as an invitation, opened his mouth and dove right into the writhing mass.
From the corner of his eyes he saw Bones doing the same and had to grin a little. For someone who had acted all shocked at first, he seemed to be enjoying this a lot now. Spock was writhing under them. And to Jim’s surprise he heard him moan, only quietly but clearly there, it sounded incredibly hot. He pulled back a little to look into Spock’s face. He was looking down at them, mouth a little open and it was clear from his expression that he was enjoying himself. Jim wondered, if he would also look like that if he hadn’t been drunk. It was so beautiful. He was always beautiful, but right at this moment, framed by the firelight he was the most beautiful Jim had ever seen. He dove back in, licking and sucking on the fra’als, he shoved his hand between his legs, not quite jerking off, just pressing his hand against his dick.
When Spock came, every fra’al seemed to be ejaculating, covering Jim’s face in an almost clear liquid. Spock’s moans sounded absolutely beautiful, Jim just licked and sucked him through it. Bones, despite his initial shocked reaction seemed to not mind at all.
Spock looked down at them a little sheepish.
“I apologize,” he said. Jim wiped his face with his arm and laughed.
“A little warning would have been nice,” Bones said, acting a little grumpy. Jim laughed even more and pulled Bones closer.
“Come on, I’ve seen that you were into that,” he said.
Jim let himself fall backwards next to Spock, pulling Bones on top of himself, kissing him deeply. Bones’ cock was pressing against Jim’s thigh and a thigh was pressed between Jim’s legs. They started to move against each other, chasing their own orgasms, tangled up into each other. It didn’t take them long to come against each other, their cum stickily spreading between them.
Jim inched closer to Spock and leaned his head against him and Bones moved his leg to the side so one of his legs was slotted between Jim’s legs and the other one between Spock’s. He was lying half on both of them, his eyes closed.
“We really should’ve done this earlier,” Jim said.
“We can do it more in the future,” Spock said.
“I’m getting to fuck at least one of you then,” Bones announced.
“Looking forward to it,” answered Jim.
They fell asleep tangled together on this blanket.