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Steve stepped into his tent and stopped dead.  He wasn’t unused to finding either Bucky or Peggy in his quarters, but he’d never had it happen at the same time.  Not to mention that the way they were looking at him, arms folded, stern expressions, and he was sure he was in big trouble.

“What happened?  What did I do?” he asked, looking between them.

Part of him felt like he could answer this.  Steve Rogers was - confused.

Steve had grown up in a world that had considered him a burden on society.  First, his father, who hated that his son was so small and sickly and resented the money it cost to keep him alive during the depression.  Then, with the rise of Naziism, society itself turned on him.  Eugenics grew in popularity, and people like Steve were considered prime examples for forced sterilisation.

He was bullied mercilessly, and no one ever considered him a potential romantic partner.  He had friends, sure.  He was a good person and artistic; some people were drawn to him, but the only time people showed romantic interest in him was as a punchline to a joke that he wasn’t part of.

Steve ultimately never cared that much.  He never had any particular attraction to anyone anyway.  He knew when a person was attractive, but he was never attracted to them.  That was with one exception.

Steve Rogers was attracted to his best friend, Bucky Barnes.

Steve assumed that made him gay - yet another reason to be targeted by eugenicists, and given Bucky dated women, a lot of women, Steve decided that was a part of him that needed to stay hidden.  It did no one any good for it to come out.  He couldn’t act on it, and he wasn’t attracted to other men either.  Just Bucky.  It would be better to keep it under wraps and keep Bucky as a friend than risk it coming out and losing him because he was too uncomfortable to be around him anymore.

That’s how it was for years.  Bucky was shipped off to the war without ever knowing how Steve felt, and Steve was chosen for Project Rebirth.

That was where Steve met Peggy Carter and realized that maybe … maybe he wasn’t as gay as he thought he was.

For the last few months, he’d had them both in his life as they fought in the war against the Nazis, and between battles and missions and war briefings, Steve had been struggling with his feelings.  Did he finally let the man he’d carried a torch for since he hit puberty, how he felt, and know that the best they could hope for was a life lived in secret that might end in a prison sentence?  Or did he accept that it was a lost cause and make a move on the woman who had seen him for his potential and that he could make a life with?

He hadn’t been keeping this to himself.  He’d spoken to Howard.  Howard seemed to have all the experience in the world.  He didn’t care that everyone knew he slept with droves of women.  He barely seemed to care when people realized he was flirting with men.  So Steve had told him.  Howard hadn’t really understood his problem.  His advice had been, ‘Why deny yourself the pleasures of the flesh?’

It wasn’t exactly helpful, but it did feel good to have that part of him seen and not judged.  It made him feel a little more comfortable with himself, and without realizing it, he’d started getting more flirtatious with both Peggy and Bucky.  He wasn’t a particularly good flirt, but Peggy had been responsive to it.  And - well - so it seemed had Bucky.

Steve hadn’t been sure.  He was still that skinny little chewed-up piece of gum that people asked out as a joke.  He didn’t know what it was like to have someone return his interest, and the idea that Bucky would be one of those people seemed ludicrous.

“Howard was talking to us,” Peggy said.  “And then we were talking to each other.”

Steve’s heart sank.  He should have known it was too risky to tell Howard any of this.  Now what was he going to do?  He trusted that neither of them would out him to the army and have him kicked out, and he hadn’t actually done anything to get himself arrested, but surely they wouldn’t want anything to do with a guy who had such deep-down corruption.

Bucky took a step forward.  “Hey, relax, Stevie,” he said.  “It’s us.  Just listen to what we have to say, okay?” 

Steve suddenly had no idea what he should do with his hands.  He clasped them in front of himself, then moved them behind his back, and finally settled by shoving them deep into his pockets.  “Right.  Okay.  Let me have it.”

Bucky and Peggy looked at each other and then back at Steve.  “Like I said, Howard spoke to us,” Peggy continued, reaching up and pulling a couple of pins from her hair, so it tumbled loose down her back.  “I think he’s been noticing you struggling with something lately.  Something neither of us was picking up on.”  Her hands moved to her tie, and she began tugging it loose. “That’s not to say I haven’t noticed you flirting with me, Steve.  I’ve noticed.  I’ve been sending the signals back to you.  I wasn’t sure why you weren’t acting on them.  I had no idea you’d been sending them to someone else as well.”

“It’s not…” Steve started.

“Hey, pal,” Bucky said. “It’s okay.  I’ve noticed it too.  I thought I was going crazy.  You know how many times I jerked off in the shower thinking about you?  And you’ve never shown interest before.  And now - now you look like this, and you’re telling me I look good, and making innuendo?  I didn’t know what to do.”

Steve blinked at Bucky in surprise.  “You jerked off thinking about me?”

“Yeah, ya punk,” he said.  “Think about everything we could have been doing if you’d started flirting with me back then?”

Steve looked between them again, not at all sure what was going on right now.  Did they want him to choose right here in this tent?

“So Howard told us what you told him, about how you were confused and you were attracted to both of us, but didn’t know what path to follow.  We spoke to each other and we thought we’d make you an offer,” Peggy said, deftly popping the buttons open at the top of her shirt so her ample tits spilled out of the gap.  “Why choose?”

Steve blinked at them, not quite sure what the hell was going on, and it was hard to wrap his head around it with Peggy’s breasts on display like that.  “Wh- what’s happening?”

Bucky approached him slowly, putting his hand on Steve’s arm. “Steve.  It’s okay, buddy.  The way you feel, it’s how I feel too.  It’s how I’ve always felt.  I didn’t know you felt the same way, and I know why you didn’t say anything; it’s the same reason I never did either.  What life can we have together?  But look at us?  We’re here, fighting this war, being sent into missions that they won’t send other people.  This could kill us, Steve.  So why deny anything anymore?  We can figure out the rest of it later.  For now, can’t we just find something that makes us happy?” 

He looked between them.  His skin was prickling, particularly at the base of his skull.  This was something he never knew he wanted before, but now that it was laid out in front of him, he knew he really wanted it.  But - there were so many ways that this felt like it could go wrong.  What if there was jealousy?  It certainly seemed like they were agreeing to do something that benefited Steve more than either of them, and he didn’t want to hurt them.  That’s why he’d been so hesitant to do more than flirt in the first place.

“Are you sure you both want this?  This isn’t just for me, is it?” he asked.

“Come on now, Stevie,” Bucky said. “Peggy’s a gorgeous woman.”

“And Bucky’s a very handsome and charming man,” Peggy agreed.  “And we’re all adults.”  She moved closer to him, so now both she and Bucky were touching him.

Bucky had his hand at the small of Steve’s back, while Peggy had her palm on his chest. It felt like too much.  How could he ever say no to this?

He leaned in close to her, his lips ghosting over hers. “Really?” he breathed.

“Oh, absolutely,” Peggy replied, bridging the distance and bringing her lips to his.

It wasn’t his first kiss, but it was the first one he’d really wanted, and it set his nerves alight.  He curled an arm around her waist, pulling her in closer to him as he bunched his hand in the back of Bucky’s jacket.  It was better than he could have ever imagined, and adding to what already felt so incredible, Bucky leaned in and began kissing his neck.  The soft scratch of the faint stubble on his chin sent shivers running right down his back, making his cock jump to attention.

Peggy pulled back from the kiss and then, placing her finger on his jaw, guided him to kiss Bucky.

He paused just before their lips touched.  He’d been dreaming of this since they were young, and puberty hit, and he realized he’d felt for Bucky the way that he was supposed to feel for girls.  He never thought he would ever get to do it, though now they were sitting right on the precipice, and his heart thundered in his chest.

“Steve,” Bucky breathed, and that was all it took to break Steve’s resolve.  He surged forward, capturing Bucky’s lips and kissing him hard.  It was somehow different from kissing Peggy, similar but firmer and with a slight scratch on his lips.  It was better than he could have ever dreamed of.

As they kissed, Peggy started to unfasten the buttons on Steve’s shirt.  When she started pushing his shirt off his shoulders, Bucky pulled back from the kiss.  Almost as if they’d planned it, both turned to each other and kissed, sinking to their knees in front of Steve, the canvas below them crinkling as they both kneeled before him.

His breath caught as he looked down at them, and Bucky began to unfasten his pants.  “What are you doing?” he asked.

“Taking care of you, Stevie,” Bucky said.

They pulled out his cock, and Peggy ran the point of her tongue up his shaft.  He groaned and his eyes fluttered closed.  He’d never been touched like this before, and he could already tell that he wasn’t going to last at all.  Not when it felt as good as it did, and they looked as incredible as they do.

He tangled his hands in their hair, curling Peggy’s long locks around his hand as his fingers bunched in Bucky’s shorter ones.  He forced his eyes open again and watched as Peggy began to suckle on the head of his cock.  Her mouth was warm and wet, and the suction she applied created the perfect pressure.  Bucky was watching her too, and he tentatively stuck out his tongue and ran it down the rest of his shaft.

A hot jolt ran right up his spine, making his legs tremble and goosebumps break out over his skin.  “Fuck,” he cursed.

Bucky looked up at him. “Steve… What kind of language is that to use in front of a lady?” he teased.

Steve and Peggy began laughing breathlessly, and Steve tugged on his hair. “Shut up, you jerk,” Steve scolded.

Bucky laughed too and leaned in, curling his tongue around Steve’s shaft.  Together, they used their mouths on him.  They both started a little slow, testing things and tasting him, but as their confidence grew, they became more graphic and certain of themselves.  Peggy dropped her head down, taking him deep into her throat and making herself gag and then pulling off, drool and precome dripping from her lips.  When she pulled back, Bucky took her place and held himself as far as he could, his nose buried in Steve’s pubes.

Steve couldn’t think straight.  His hips were rolling completely out of his control, and his cock was throbbing and leaking precome, and pressure was building inside him.  He was trying to keep quiet.  It was noisy outside, but the canvas walls were far from soundproof.  He thrust a fist into his mouth and bit down on it, letting it smother his moans.

When Bucky pulled back and he and Peggy began to graphically kiss over his shaft, he was done for.  They’d brought him to the brink, and seeing them like that was enough to send him careening over the edge.  “Oh god, I’m gonna…” was all he managed to get out when his orgasm hit and he began painting their lips and cheeks with thick white ropes of come.

They both sat back in surprise, but they kept their lips parted, catching as much of his mess as they could.  “God.  I’m dreaming, I have to be dreaming.”

He held out his hands to them and helped them to their feet.  “If you’re dreaming, so are we, Steve,” Bucky said and leaned in and kissed him.

The tart, salty tang of his come clung to Bucky’s lips, and Steve didn’t care one little bit.  Now they’d started, he wanted much, much more.

He broke the kiss and then turned to Peggy, lifted her.  She squealed with delight and wrapped her legs around his waist as he carried her to his cot.  He set her on the edge and kneeled in front of her.  He looked back at Bucky and gestured over to him. “Buck,” he said.  “I want you…. I want you to fuck me.”

Bucky approached him, unfastening his shirt as he did.  “You got it, darlin’.  It’d be my pleasure.” 

Steve turned back to Peggy, and as he ran his hands up her thighs and grabbed hold of the waistband of her panties, she wrapped her fingers around the chain on his dog tags and pulled him into a kiss.  He kissed her slowly and deeply, his tongue coaxing into her mouth, and he pulled her panties down and off.

As they kissed, Bucky moved up behind Steve.  He pushed Steve’s pants down around his knees and spread his asscheeks.

A cold, wet substance touched Steve’s asshole, making Steve gasp and break the kiss.  He looked back over his shoulder to see Bucky holding a container of vaseline as he massaged the gel onto Steve’s hole.

“Relax, darlin’,” Bucky said. “You focus on Peg, okay?”

Steve took a shaky breath in and nodded. “Yeah, okay,” he said.

He turned back to Peggy and pushed her skirt up around her hips and leaned down, kissing the insides of her thighs.  She watched him closely as he kissed higher and higher.  When he reached her sex, he spread her folds with his fingers and slowly dragged his tongue up the length of her slit.

He’d never tasted anything like it.  It was strong and tart and heady, and even with his enhanced metabolism, he was sure he could get drunk on it.  He began lapping greedily at her cunt, exploring every inch of it with his tongue.  He pushed it inside her, fucking her with it and drinking up as much fluid as he could.

“Yes, that’s it, darling,” Peggy praised.  “A little higher.  Do you feel that nub?”

Steve followed her directions, and when he finally started running his tongue over her clit, her reaction was all he needed to know he was on the right track.  He doubled down his effort, licking and sucking at the little bud.  Peggy moaned and wrapped her legs around his shoulders, her hands pushing into his hair as she held him in place and rocked against his face.

Meanwhile, Bucky was slowly and carefully using his fingers to open Steve up.  He started with one finger, then, when Steve seemed to be taking it without resistance, he added another.  He fucked the blond with them and scissored them, stretching him open so he’d be ready to take Bucky’s cock.

Steve was in heaven.  They’d been right, with how bleak and uncertain this world was, why not take something good when you could?  Sex aside, just having two amazing people care about him like this was a gift, and he planned to cherish it.

He moaned into Peggy’s cunt, bouncing back on Bucky’s fingers as he suckled greedily on Peggy’s clit.  Peggy tried to stifle her own moans, but they became breathier and louder as he got her closer and closer to the edge.  Then all at once, she came, drenching Steve’s face.  He lapped up what he could, pulled back, and looked at her, stunned and in complete awe. “God, Peg,” he said.

“God, yourself, Steve,” she panted. “Are you sure you’ve never done that before?”

He shook his head and looked back at Bucky.  Bucky smiled at him and pulled out his fingers.  “Hop up on the cot,” Bucky said.  “On your back.”

Steve did as he was told, stripping off the rest of his clothes as he lay back with his legs over the end of the cot.  Bucky and Peggy followed his lead, stripping off their clothes and tossing them onto the nearby desk.  Steve watches them, his eyes fully blown out with lust.  They are both so attractive.  He had seen so many people of so many shapes and sizes, completely naked.  Bucky moved between Steve’s legs.  “Look at you,” Bucky said, wrapping his hand around Steve’s cock.  He was fully hard again, and he groaned and arched his back. “That was fast.  You think that was the serum, Peg?” 

“Mmm… I’d say so,” she hummed.  “How fun.”

Bucky chuckled and slicked up his cock. “So much fun.  For all of us.  Hey, Stevie?”

Steve nodded, arching his back. “Uh huh…”

Bucky pressed the head of his cock against Steve’s hole and held out his hand to Peggy.  “Why don’t you climb on board, darlin’?” he asked.

Peggy smirked. “That’s a wonderful idea, James,” she said.

Steve moaned, blinking as he tried to clear his head.  His imagination had never been able to concoct something as wild and sexy as this.

Bucky took hold of Steve’s cock with one hand, still holding himself pressed against the blond.  Peggy straddled Steve’s waist, and Bucky guided her down onto Steve’s cock.  Both Steve and Peggy moaned as his cock was enveloped in the warm, wet walls of her cunt.  She was so impossibly tight around him, and the deeper she took him, the better it felt.

“God, Steve,” she moaned.  “You’re so big.” 

He wasn’t sure what to say to that, but thankfully, he didn’t need to say anything.  Peggy leaned down and kissed him, smothering any sounds he could make.

It was just as well, because as they started to kiss and Peggy adjusted to Steve’s size, Bucky began to push into him.

Steve had never felt anything like it.  There was a sting and burn as his ring muscle stretched around Bucky’s girth.  Yet, there was an undercurrent of intense pleasure that paired with the way Peggy’s cunt was squeezing him was completely overwhelming.

He moaned loudly, the sound thankfully swallowed by Peggy’s lips, and he arched his back up under them.

“Shh, Stevie,” Bucky soothed, caressing his thigh.  “Honey, we don’t want anyone hearing us; we’ll end up kicked out of the army.  Or arrested.  Maybe both.”

Steve knew he was right.  There were many reasons they needed to keep this quiet, and those were the big ones.  He broke the kiss with Peggy and nodded. “Yeah.  Yeah, okay,” he said breathlessly.

“Good,” Bucky praised.  “That’s my guy.”

Peggy started to kiss him again, and all at once they all started to move.  Steve felt almost helpless between them, shallowly rocking his hips as he ran his hands over as much of both of them as he could touch.  Peggy bounced on his cock, up and down, up and down, clenching her walls with each movement so it felt like she was milking him.  At the same time, Bucky thrust into him, slow and steady at first, but harder and more erratic with each stroke.  His arm wrapped around Peggy’s waist, and he rubbed her clit as he thrust into Steve.  Each of them was connected.  This wasn’t just Bucky and Peggy giving something to Steve; it was all three of them together.

Together, they moved, stifling their moans as sweat beaded on their skin and they climbed closer and closer to the pinnacle of their combined climaxes.  Together, they began to tremble, their movements becoming more erratic.  Together, they’re muscles clenched as they all tipped over the edge as one.

Steve had never experienced anything like it.  It was so intense.  So amazing.  So perfect.  He wanted to hold on to it forever.

His back arched, and as he shoved up into Peggy, her cunt clenched and pulsed around his cock, drenching him as she drenched him, and he came.  As he did, Bucky’s hips stutter, and he slams into him, groaning between clenched teeth as he releases inside Steve.

The three of them kept slowly moving as they rode out their orgasm, and as they slowed and then stilled, Peggy rolled off Steve, and Bucky slipped out of him, sitting down at the edge of the cot.

Steve badly wanted to cuddle with them both, but it just wasn’t feasible on the tiny cot, so he sat up and put his arm around them both.  They cuddled into his sides, resting their heads on his shoulders.  “That was…” Steve started.

“… incredible,” Peggy finished.

“Mm-hmm…” Bucky agreed. 

“Can we do it again sometime?” he asked.

“Oh, Steve,” Bucky said.

“We can do it as many times as you want,” Peggy said.

“What happens after the war?” Steve asked.

They both pulled back and looked at him, and Peggy caressed his cheek. “If we can make it through the war unscathed, I think we’ll be able to figure out what to do about us,” Bucky said.

“For now,” Peggy added.  “Let’s just hold on to the light as much as we can.  We don’t get it often.”

Steve smiled, leaning in to kiss her and then turning and kissing Bucky.  This was strange, but they were right; some good in the middle of all this bad was worth hanging onto while they could.  For now, they’d hang onto it together.