GOOD THINGS COME IN THREES
DENVER
“You have to hold still if you don’t want him to fall off.” I laugh as Liv tries to hold her tiger pose with Fred, the smallest of my baby goats in the session today.
“I’m trying, but he’s tickling my side,” she giggles and then falls to the mat. Fred jumps off just before she lands and makes a run for the fresh hay.
Nial laughs from behind me, and I turn to see him in a perfect cow pose with Betty on his back.
“I told you this would be a fun date,” he says as Liv repositions herself into a lizard pose.
“Wait. This is a date?” I ask, and Nial moves back to rest on his heels, forcing Betty to walk backwards off of him.
“Yep,” Nial replies, and I glance at Liv looking for confirmation. She gives me a small nod and a wide smile.
“So I am just basically third wheeling your date then?” I ask, and Nial shifts into a cat pose.
“It’s not like that. You’re running the yoga class.”
“Except it’s not a class; it’s just you, Liv, and me,” I laugh.
“Well, yeah, but... hmm, I guess you are kind of a third wheel then, but hey, things with three wheels are super fun,” he laughs, and I shift into my warrior two pose and take a steadying breath.
“How so?”
“Well,” he replies, moving into warrior one, his light grey sweats tightening over his ass. “Tricycles have three wheels; those are fun.”
“Pretty sure I haven’t ridden one of those since I was five.”
“What about threesomes, those are great,” he laughs, and Liv falls over again. This time Fred decides to headbutt her side, and she giggles, sitting up to pet him.
“Those can be really fun,” she agrees, and I wobble but manage to hold my form. Nial, however, isn’t so lucky and completely loses balance.
“You’ve had a threesome?” he asks, and she shrugs.
“Who hasn’t?” she asks, keeping her attention on the goat in her lap. Nial scurries over to her like an excited kid, and I shake my head.
“Me. I haven’t,” he replies.
“Sucks to be you then,” she giggles. “How about you, Denver?” she asks, and my cheeks grow warm as they both look at me.
“I’ve...”
“His royal highness wouldn’t have done anything like that,” Nial replies for me, and my stomach swirls.
“Actually,” I interrupt, and his mouth falls open.
“No way. You too?”
“Once or twice,” I reply, and he shakes his head.
“I can’t believe this. I’m the most inexperienced out of all three of us. How did this happen?” he laughs, and I move into warrior three pose.
“Just unlucky, I guess,” I reply, thankful my attention is on the ground, because my cheeks are on fire.
I can’t believe I just admitted that to him. To Liv too. What was I thinking? It’s not like he was going to all of a sudden suggest we all start making out together. Only that would be really fucking hot.
My cock starts to swell, and I quickly replay the list of tasks I need to do to get my goat yoga business up and running in hopes it will redirect my brains attention.
I need this thing to take off. And not just because the more people I have in my sessions, the less likely I will find myself the third wheel on another person’s date.
Though, as Nial said, some things that come in threes can be fun.
I catch sight of Liv’s feet moving into view beside me.
“Here you go little guy,” she says as tiny hooves step along my back. Then she leans in close to my ear, her vanilla peach scent surrounding me in a delicious haze.
She always smells delicious. She creates her own bath oils that she mostly sells online. So when she’s working out a new scent she will spend weeks adjusting the formula and testing it on herself and those around her. She went a whole month smelling of caramel apples and it was amazing.
“This was fun,” she whispers, her warm breath tickling behind my ear. “We should do it again sometime. Maybe an evening session though, you know, for the three of us.”
My cock fucking twitches and I lose my balance, falling in a heap on my mat.