Disclaimer: All similarities to fictional or actual persons are intended. Ratings: NC-17, m/m/m slash Happy Birthday by Ratwoman ratwoman02@yahoo.de Ring! When the bell rang, Richie Ryan looked up with annoyance. Mac Leod was away with Amanda, and Methos, sprawled on the couch with his feet on the table, made no attempt to move. So who would have to open the door? Richie! Sensing that it was another immortal, he only opened it slightly at first and carefully peeked out. He saw green eyes sparkling with humor, the rest of the face was hidden beneath a bench of roses. Green eyes... Cory Raines!!! Richie knew he was annoying, but harmless, so he opened the door and shouted: "Why are you here, Cory?" "Happy Birthday!" Cory called and impudiently went into the house. Angry and confused, Richie followed him into the living room. "It's not my birthday, and it's not Mac Leod's either." he said. "Besides, he's not here." "I know," Cory just said, before he stopped standing in front of Methos. Methos made no comment about that he had forgotten when he was born, just returned Cory's gaze. "You must be Methos." Cory said. Methos eyes narrowed suspiciously. "Who told you so?" "Ratwoman." Cory answered. Methos blinked. "Who?" Richie felt a bit annoyed that Cory's whole attetion was focused on Methos, so he tried to clink himself into the conversation with: "Yes, Cory, who is that Ratwoman." "She's a slash author." Cory answered. Methos frowned. "Why did I never hear from her?" "She usually writes X-files fan fiction." Cory explained. "preferably stories about a certain Ratboy, who looks exactly like me, except that he never smiles." Cory smiled boyishly. Methos decided that he liked what he saw. Huge green eyes, a great figure and an absolutely adorable smile. Cory had already decided that he liked the way Methos looked. Long, thin, sharp features... he wasn't one to follow orders, but Ratwoman's plan sounded as if he would enjoy it immensely. "What do you have to do with an X-phile?" Richie asked. Richie, of course, was cute, too. How nicely he filled his jeans... "It's her sister's birthday." Cory answered. "And because she likes us, she wants us to have sex with each other." Richie stared at Cory in shock. "What? You can't be serious!" Methos, on the other hand, just laughed. "Why so depelled, Richie, it sounds like a good idea to me." Then he raised to his feet and stepped to Cory, who smiled expectingly. Richie watched in amazement as Methos and Cory looked deep into each others eyes, with Cory batting his long lashes, before they started to kiss fervently. They were really going to play along! Watching them tearing at each other's clothes, Richie thought, perhaps it really was a good idea. Methos was cute indeed, and Cory... Richie could imagine very well that Mac Leod had always been jealous, as Cory once had stated. In Duncan's shoes, Richie, too, would have been jealous, if Cory had always slept with Amanda, but never with Duncan! Cory's leather jacket sailed to the floor, followed by Methos sweater, while they were hardly breaking the kiss. They were so hot that Richie wondered how to draw their attention towards him, because, hell, he wanted to have his piece of the cake, too! Richie cleared his throat. They didn't react, instead Methos tore off Cory's shirt. Richie wasted a second with admiring Cory's beautiful back, before he decided to try something else. "You have forgotten something." he said enigmatically. He knew that Methos loved Babylon 5 and would perhaps get startled by the popular sentence. But Methos was occupied with travelling his hands down Cory's back, while Cory was tearing off Methos undershirt. Richie got frustrated: "Damn, I am here, too!" he shouted. Methos and Cory stopped and glanced at Richie. Mischief sparkled in Cory's green eyes; a predatory grin curved Methos lips. Richie felt a bit apprehensive when they started to walk towards him like two hungry wolfs. He took a few steps back. "Wrong way." Methos suddenly said. Even Cory looked suprised at Methos. "The bedroom is over there." the incredible old immortal pointed in another direction. The author decided to waste no time in describing the way to the bedroom, so the men suddenly found themselves naked on Duncan's king-sized bed. Richie got plenty of the attention he had searched for minutes ago. Methos kissed him ferociously while Cory moved his fingers along Richie's ribcage. Then Methos licked along his neck, while Cory's tongue travelled down his flat abdomen. Richie writhed in lust. He already hoped for many other birthday parties; at least as long as he was part of the present. Methos sure as hell enjoyed being part of a birthday present, while he licked along Richie's Adam's apple, then slowly moved down along the soft, smooth skin of his chest, finally focussing on one of his nipples, sucking and kissing while Richie underneath him squirmed and moaned. Cory did not think about birthday presents when he licked along Richie's erect shaft. He just concentrated on the cock before him, sucked on ist head, licked the balls, lapped along the shaft, amused about the gasping sounds Richie uttered. He was so absorbed with the blowjob he was giving, that he didn't notice Methos approaching, before he was right behind him, nibbling at his collarbone while his hands moved along his chest, finally pinching his nipples. Methos thought, he'd have enough time with Richie in other fan fictions, but he'd maybe never again meet Cory Raines, so he prefered to focus his attention on Cory. Cory at once appreciated his efforts, left Richie's cock and leaned back into the embrace, enjoying Methos long-fingered hands, one of them playing with his nipples, the other one moving down to his groin, stroking his already erect, throbbing shaft. Richie, of course, didn't like at all to be left like that and started protesting. "There must be some lube in Duncan's drawer." Methos just said. Richie glanced at Cory moving frenzily against Methos. "Don't you dare make him come!" he hissed, before he reached for the drawer. Methos smirked and stopped his stroking Cory's cock and rubbed himself against Cory's back instead, biting softly into his shoulder. When Richie had fished out the lube and turned back, Cory, his eyes dilated with lust, took away the tube, saying huskily: "Turn around." Richie felt a twitch in his groin as he obiently went on hands and knees. He hissed as cool gel was applied to his hole. Then Cory's strong fingers massaged it into his sphincter, one finger slowly moving in and out. Cory thought, that Richie really had a nice ass. And how nicely he moved his hips against his fingers... Cory applied another blob of lube, before Methos took it out of his hands. Methos spent a moment enjoying the view. Cory was kneeling behind Richie, preparing him thouroughly. Richie was an incredibly cute boy, but Cory just looked perfect, And he had a very hot ass, so firm and round. Methos gave the buttocks an appreciating squeeze, smiling at Cory's startled jerk. Then he slickened his fingers with lube. Cory was concentrating on preparing Richie, when suddenly he was penetrated by Methos finger. Cory moaned, leaned back and even forgot about Richie, until Richie started protesting. Cory hurried to focus his attention on Richie again, resting his cock on his sphincter before he slowly thrusted in. Cory gave Richie time to get used to his shaft inside him, while he himself was impaled by Methos member. Then Methos started thrusting in and out. Cory moaned and began to move in the same rhythm, setting Richie in motion. Richie felt filled, complete. Cory's cock hit his prostate with each thrust, setting his whole body on fire. Methos enjoyed Cory's tight ass, that closed like a velvet fist around him. Cory thought, he had the best part in this. His cock was sheated in a moist, tight heat, while Methos member moved inside him, sending shivers of lust through his body. Cory came first, pushed over the edge by the doubled efforts of two men. His hot semen disperging into Richie sent the younger man over the edge, his seed spurting out on the sheets. Cory's contracting inner muscles sent Methos over the edge, his sperms disperging into Cory. All three men sank to the sheets in exhaustion. When Duncan Mac Leod and Amanda returned, they sensed alarmed that some immortals were in the house. Duncan, his hair was cut short because the author wanted it that way, draw his sword and jumped into the bedroom. The threesome felt some immortals approaching and sat up, ready to act. Mac Leod stared in shock at the men in his bed. Methos, Richie and Cory !!! "What the hell are you doing in my bed!" he shouted. Richie blushed, Methos smiled, and Cory said: "What do you think one does in a bed, except sleeping?" Amanda entered the room, smirking as she saw the men. But Mac Leod was all worked up: "Do you see that, Amanda? They had sex in my bed!" Amanda grinned, not turning her eyes away from them. "Aren't they cute together?" Then she slipped out of her coat, opened her dress, let it sail to the floor and joined the men on the bed. Amanda greeted Cory with a passionate kiss before she turned to Richie. Mac Leod stared at her in shock. "Amanda!" he cried desperately. Methos rolled his eyes. "Why don't you stop whining and join us?" Mac Leod watched Amanda, who was hugging and kissing Richie while Cory and Methos removed her underwear. He wouldn't get them out of his bed, so he might as well take part and enjoy it. Mac Leod stepped nearer to the bed. He always had wanted to sleep with Cory. THE END ?