For some reason, in a foreign country, Martin, Douglas and Arthur are invited to a feast or an all you can eat buffet, on the house, and everyone stuffs themselves and has a great time, and then they all go back to the room, sleepy and full and end up in a big cuddly pile of dozy napping, curled up together.

Anything from pure gen to slow lazy orgy is okay with me.

I don't know why I want it, I just do.