Supply and Demand

Supply and Demand
Chapter 21


Fusedtwilight: Thanks to my beta lisa, thanks to everyone who reviwed.

Well, here it is, the big giant lemon chapter I promised, hope you all enjoy it.


Alex’s P.O.V.


I had many dreams before where Carlos was on top of me on my bed.

But I never believed they would come true.

We were on my bed now, Carlos was kissing me. Justin sat on my chair, watching us.

I still could not believe this was happening, me, Carlos and Justin all together at the same time. I couldn't believe it.

A part of me knew this was wrong on so many levels, but another part didn't care. That dark part we all have that wants what we want and doesn't care about consequences, the part that is all about pleasure and hedonistic fun.

My whole body was vibrating with excitement; the two people I care about the most in the world were here, and we were all going to have sex.

I know Justin said Carlos and I couldn't fuck, but there were still a lot of fun things we can do. The fact that this was Carlos's first time with a boy made it seem even better.

Carlos pulled back from the kiss. He hooked his thumbs under my shirt and pulled it off me. He ran his hand up and down my chest, feeling my skin.

“So soft,” he murmured.

I smiled. I hooked my thumbs under his shirt and pulled it off. I stared amazed as usual at how perfect he was. He had more muscle then Justin did. But he wasn't overly muscular. He wasn't like those freaks that look like they shot themselves full of growth hormones and steroids.

Or the kind with veins bulging from their skin. I mean I like buff guys and there is nothing wrong with being buff, but there is a limit.

Carlos was a tall guy and years of hard physical work had given him the perfect physique.

How many times have I seen him shirtless? How many times did I stare at those pecs? Those abs?

How many times have I wanted to run my fingers over his chest?

I brought my hands up and placed them on his stomach. He was as hard as a rock. I am in good shape for my age and size. But I have that awkward build where compared to Carlos or even Justin, I am a runt.

I wasn't hot or amazing, all I had going for me was a boy-next-door charm. I was plain and not impressive. But I was far from ugly. The kind of guy no one would look at twice, now here I was with two of the hottest guys in all of California. Hell, America even.

I leaned forward and began to kiss him. I continued to kiss him. He was a very dominant kisser, not rough, but he liked to be in control.

I let him take control, I was a bit of a sub, there were times when I liked some control, but now I was ready to let both of them do with me as they pleased, slutty I know, but true.

I reached down to his jeans, with shaking, yet eager hands I undid his button and unzipped them. I reached my hands in and I grabbed his cock in my hands.

I still had the picture of it on my phone. The one he sent me to show Caroline when we first started our little venture together. How many times did I drool over that picture, only now to hold it in my hand?

I put both hands in his jeans, my one hand gripping his member, the other gently cupping his balls. His sac was hairless, but he had a nice bush of pubic hair at the base of his shaft.

I turned my head to the side and Carlos began to kiss my neck. I squeezed his privates gently. He bent his head back and let out a low husky moan.

“So soft.” He turned to look at Justin with a sly smirk. “You must love getting hand jobs from him.”

“Among other things,” Justin said.

Justin had his hand down his pants; I could see his hand moving under his pants. Something about seeing him touching himself while he watched me with another boy made me feel hot.

I always liked trying new things with Justin, especially when it came to sex. Justin had more experience when it came to sex and taught me things like how to give good head.

We had both given one another oral before. It was very difficult giving Justin head because of his size. It wasn't that he was too long, although he did have a nine inch cock. But it was his girth that made it really difficult.

Trying to fit my mouth around that monster was almost impossible, but I was determined to pleasure him.

As I pulled Carlos’s jeans and underwear down, I let him go; he was a bit hard now but not fully erect.

He was longer than Justin; twelve inches. But he wasn't as thick as Justin, which was a good thing. It would make this much easier.

First I kissed him on the lips; they were big but soft. They were so much fun to kiss. Then I kissed him on the edge of his jaw, then the crook of his neck, then his right nipple, I nipped at that a little. My kisses went down, down, down until before long I found myself at his crotch.

I glanced over at Justin, his eyes were dark with lust, he was still playing with himself and showed no signs he wanted me to stop. In fact watching me and Carlos seemed to be turning him on more and more.

I always knew Justin was a very sexual person, he never once said no to me when I asked him to make love to me. We did it on a bed, in the shower, on a couch, on top of a table and in the back of our cars.

I always got this feeling from him, though it was unspoken, that Justin loved these kinds of things. He loved to do things that some might call slutty or wrong.

We had done it in so many positions and angles I had learned of muscles I didn't even know I had in my body. I knew Justin had many lovers before me. I didn't fault him for that, how could I? I loved the sexual part of him. Just as much as I loved the sweet, the kind and caring sides of him.

Would this have happened anyway? If not tonight, if not with Carlos, would this have happened sometime in the future?

Would we have had a threesome with some other guy one day? I always knew Justin would take me places when it came to sex, but now I was starting to realize just how far it could go. And instead of being disgusted or repulsed by the idea, I liked it.

I realized then Justin wanted this as much as I did. Looking into those sapphire blue eyes and remembering the look on his face when Carlos told him they could share me and how Justin said that only he could fuck me, made me realize Justin wanted to watch me suck Carlos off, and that he wanted me to watch as Carlos fucked him.

Should I stop? Should I keep this from going any further?

I smiled at Justin. I grabbed Carlos's half-erect cock in my hands. Justin's eyes narrowed and we shared a look. Mine, a look of teasing, his, a look of eager anticipation.

I wanted to give this to Justin; I wanted to share this with him. Justin has his own fantasies and wants and needs. He had done a good job hiding how far those needs went. My sweet Justin.

So I was going to do this not just because I wanted to, but because Justin wanted me too. Sure the alcohol helped make this possible, but it would still be something special for all of us.

My gift to him.

I kept my eyes on Justin as I opened my mouth. I lowered my head until I felt Carlos's head touch my tongue. Justin pulled his own cock out and continued to rub it.

I felt a pair of hands in my hair. I looked up at Carlos and saw his eyes were full of shock, wonder and lust. Something I never thought I would see directed at me.

Not wanting to keep him waiting, I swallowed his cock eagerly until I felt it hit the back of my throat. Like I said, he was not as thick but he was longer than Justin, so oral would be easier, but tricky too.

Good thing Justin had taught me how to deep throat.
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Carlos’s P.O.V.

I have had many blow jobs before in my life, but I have never been given head by a guy before.

The most sexual thing I have ever done with another guy before was with Alaric and Kitch when I shared their women with them.

I thought sharing a woman with a guy would be as far as I would go, but as I was finding out, sex with a guy was not out of the question for me after all.

Feeling his hands grabbing my junk was amazing; he had such soft skin.

But when he put my cock in his mouth I almost came. He had been watching Justin when he did it, but I didn't want him watching Justin or anyone else when he blew me. I wanted him to watch me, to only look at me.

So I gently grabbed his hair and made him look at me.

He slid my length into his mouth slowly, my cock dragged against his tongue sending small shivers of pleasure up and down my spine.

When I first started selling myself for sex, I knew I was going to get a lot of head, but Alex was the last person I expected to be giving me head.

But damn if he wasn't good. Justin must have been teaching him all kinds of tricks to get him to give such a good blow job.

He took a deep breath, and to my amazement he began to push my cock deeper into his mouth. I felt it go down his throat. The only one who had ever deep throated me was Jessica.

Being blessed as I was, made it difficult to find a woman who was willing to deep throat me. But here Alex was doing it, and judging from how eagerly he stuck me in, I am guessing he loved it.

I glanced over at Justin; his hand went up and down on his shaft. No wonder Alex was good at deep throating. He'd have to be a quick study to swallow Justin's cock. He wasn't as long as me, but he had a lot more girth then I did.

I wonder how Alex didn't break his jaw trying to swallow him.

Alex gagged on my cock, the feeling of the vibrations from his throat felt wonderful. He pulled me out to take in a breath of air.

I grabbed his hair and pulled on it lightly, making him look at me.

“How did you get to be such a good cocksucker?” I asked him. I turned to look at Justin.

“He was a good student,” Justin said.

“He'd have to be to take that monster,” I said looking at his cock.

I got an idea then. I got up and kicked off my jeans and shoes so I was fully naked. Alex was looking at me up and down, giving me that look I have been given so many times in my life.

I glanced over at Justin and saw he was giving me the same kind of look. I grinned, my ego enlarged by their attention. I was not vain, but I knew I was a very good looking guy.

I grabbed Alex by his shoulders and pulled him off the bed. I turned him so he was facing Justin. I pulled his pants down to his feet. I pressed my groin against his ass, not penetrating him, but resting my hard cock against his cheeks.

He shivered as I pressed against his ass, maybe he thought I was going to fuck him standing up?

As much as I liked the idea, I remembered what Justin said. I could do whatever I wanted with Alex except actual sex. Still, doesn't mean I can't stretch the rule.

I began to kiss Alex's neck. Damn he smelled good. Why didn't I notice it sooner? Like something sweet and spicy, like cinnamon.

I reached around with my right hand and grabbed his dick. He was smaller than me or Justin. I would have to say about eight inches. His head was a little bigger than normal though.

I grabbed him firmly and began to pump his cock. As I did this I rubbed my cock against his ass. Damn his skin feels good.

He leaned against me, totally compliant and submissive; just how I liked it.

I kissed his neck and continued to rub against him. My thumb rubbed circles over the head of his cock. I looked over at Justin who was rubbing his dick much quicker.

“What are you doing there Justin? Come over here and help me with this,” I said giving Alex's cock a long hard rub.

Without a second word or without hesitation he got up and pulled his pants down and took off his shirt.

I took a moment to wonder why Justin was gay.

I have seen him with his shirt off before, but now seeing him naked I really have to wonder why he was gay. I mean with a body like that, he could have any woman he wanted. God knows they still flock around him even though they know he is gay.

That hair, that face, those eyes, that body, all he would have to do was snap his fingers and he could have any woman he wanted. Hell maybe three.

But for whatever reason he decided he was more into guys then girls, though still all he had to do was snap his fingers.

As he walked over I eyed him closely, now that I was having my first sexual experience with two guys. I was seeing Justin in a whole new light. I no longer saw him as just obviously attractive; now I was seeing him as something to have; to do with as I pleased.

I saw him in the same light as I did women, and although I was not going to fuck Alex, I was determined to have Justin below me and moaning my name before the night was over.

Justin walked up to Alex and he caressed his cheek. When he looked at Alex it was different from how he looked at me. There was still desire and lust in his eyes, but when he looked at Alex I saw something warmer and gentler.

Love.

I knew just from seeing that look that he really did love Alex.

I felt a pain of envy in my heart then. I loved sex, I loved my job. But there were times when I wished a girl would look at me like that again. Like I was her all and everything.

It made me remember Jess.

Not wanting to have my mood ruined, I grabbed Alex's cock with my other hand. I brought both of their cocks together, and using both hands, I began to rub their dicks against one another.

They both moaned and began to kiss each another.

I watched them kiss as I rubbed their dicks together. Pre-cum leaked from the tips of their heads, acting as a lubricant, making it easier to rub them together.

I continued to rub my dick against Alex's ass cheeks, each time I did it made little jolts of pleasure run throughout my body.

Justin pulled back and moved my hand from Alex's cock. He bent down on his knees and I watched as he grabbed Alex's dick and took it into his mouth.

Alex's knees buckled but I was there to support him.

“Oh God,” he moaned.

I continued to rub against his ass as Justin blew him. We developed a system where I would push my cock against Alex's ass, causing Alex to thrust his hips forward, and his cock went deeper into Justin's mouth.

I kissed Alex's neck and thrust my cock against his ass. Justin worked on giving him head. Sandwiched between the two of us, getting some of the best sex in his life, it did not take long for Alex to lose it.

“Oh God, oh God,” he moaned.

His hips began to tremble and he wrapped his arms around my neck.

“That's right Alex, cum for us, come on.” I gave a really hard thrust against his ass. “Cum,” I said making it an order.

His body trembled and Justin began to suck on his dick harder. He gripped Alex's cock and squeezed the cum out of it.

By the time he was done, he was still, flushed and covered in sweat.

“Shit...that was...amazing,” he said.

Justin got up, wiping his lips and licking away the fluids that had leaked out. I handed him Alex and they began to kiss one another. I bent down and grabbed my belt from my jeans. I walked over to the two of them and tapped Justin on the shoulder.

He looked at me and I showed him the belt. “Take him to the bed and tie him up with this,” I said.

“What for?” he asked taking the belt.

I smiled.

“So he can watch helplessly as we fuck.”
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Alex’s P.O.V.

I don't know what has gotten into Carlos, but I am liking it.

I sucked his cock, Justin sucked my cock, and Carlos rubbed his dick against my ass. Jesus, I can't believe that happened. I feel a little embarrassed I came already, but how could I not?

I should have known better than to sleep with them at the same time. They were both raging sex machines, and I knew no matter how tired or how many times I came, it would not be over until they said it was.

I was totally fine with that.

Justin was tying my hands to the headboard of my bed. We have never done this before when we had sex. Sometimes he would pin my hands above my head, and we talked about maybe tying one another up during sex.

I really liked it when he grabbed my hands like that. Being totally at his mercy, trying to wrestle out of his grip as he made me beg for more.....what? I'm a bottom.

Justin tied my hands with Carlos's belt. He tied them to the bedpost, tight enough so I couldn't wiggle out, but not tight enough so it was uncomfortable.

I admit I was enjoying this more then I should. Any questions and doubts I had were washed away after the first orgasm. I wanted more, I wanted both of them; I wanted this.

This made me feel so good; made the pain and hurt seem like a distant memory.

They say alcohol clouds your judgment. And it does, but so does pain. My pain was still there, still raw, I felt it every second of every day. Justin had been my medicine, my rock. He kept me from falling into complete despair and giving up.

And I did love Justin, I really did, but a part of me also cared for Carlos in a way that goes beyond mere lust.

Alcohol and pain make us do dumb things, together they make us do even greater dumb things.

But damn, if the idea of watching Carlos fuck Justin didn't turn me on.

Justin kissed me on the lips. He stared into my eyes, giving me his sweet smile I had grown to love.

“Get ready for one hell of a show,” he said.

He got up and walked over to Carlos.

My dick was hard from seeing them together and naked, my mind was racing with images of what they would be doing to one another.

I know Justin was going to be the bottom. It kind of surprised me he was going to let Carlos top him; whenever we made love he was on top....or behind.

It was just an unspoken thing we did, that when we had sex I was always on the bottom.

I never asked him if he ever wanted me to take control. I always assumed he was one of those guys who had to be in charge in the bedroom.

I felt a little guilt for not being considerate enough to ask him before. Was there ever a time he wanted me to top him? I made a mental note to ask him about that later.

Justin stopped about a foot from Carlos. They stared at one another for a few seconds. There were so many emotions in their eyes; I couldn't keep count of them all.

The tension between them wasn't just sex, but whatever grievances they had with one another personally.

Sapphire blue eyes stared at chocolate brown eyes, like they were having some kind of war that I could not see.

The tension was becoming less and less about sex, and more and more about a pissing contest.

I realized then letting them tie me up may not have been one of my better ideas. What if they decided to fight? What was I going to do?

Justin and Carlos were both alpha males. The way they carried themselves, how they were so full of confidence and certainty. Although their personalities were different, they were both the kind of guys who took charge and did things their way.

I know Justin said he would bottom to Carlos, but now I was wondering if that had changed.

Justin raised his hands and began to run them over Carlos's chest. The tension lessened and turned more about sex then ego.

“See something you like?” Carlos asked with his cocky grin.

Carlos reached out and began to run his hands over Justin's chest.

Their hands trailed over one another, softly, teasingly, exotically. They stepped closer to one another, their groins touching. Carlos leaned his head down and began to kiss Justin.

This kiss was different than the ones they did before. This time is was slower, more drawn out. It was less about surprise and shock, and more about pleasure and enjoyment.

Justin began to slide down Carlos's body, kissing him as he went down until he was at his cock.

Justin took it in his hands and rubbed it a little, making it fully hard again.

When Carlos was fully erect, Justin swallowed his dick. Carlos hissed in pleasure and he grabbed Justin's golden curls. He didn't force his head to bob, he just kneaded his hair.

Justin cupped Carlos's ball sac gently, his fingers moving over the skin of his sac softly.

My cock grew harder as I watched them. I wanted to touch it so bad but I was all tied up. I instinctively tried to wriggle my hands out of the belt, but Justin tied me up good.

Carlos's eyes shifted to me, as I stared into his eyes I saw something....dark cross his features.

He continued to hold onto Justin's hair as Justin blew him. But he stared at me. The look he gave me....it was dark, dangerous, it made me excited and scared me at the same time.

I wanted to look away; he was looking at me so intensely. Like he loved that I was watching him as my boyfriend blew him, like he was taking some great pleasure in having us, in making us want him.

It was a side I knew that existed in Carlos; a side that had been growing as he ventured further into his job.

I had heard of it from the customers as they praised his ability. I thought they were over-exaggerating, but now I was seeing what they meant.
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“Enough,” Carlos said pulling Justin off his dick.

“Now I want you to fuck him,” Carlos said jerking his head to me.

When Justin looked at me I don't know what he saw. Me tied up naked with a boner sure, but he got this look on his face, like a little kid who couldn't wait to open his present.

He walked over to me and he sat down, straddling my hips, keeping me pinned down.

He leaned down and kissed me. I leaned into the kiss. I wanted to touch him, to feel his skin under my fingers.

This was one of the reasons I liked being tied up, I was so eager, so wound up, just because I couldn't move my hands, because all I had was the knowledge the only way I could be free was for someone else to free me. I was at someone else’s mercy.

He moved so his lips were close to my ear. His breath tickled my skin.

“I love you,” he whispered.

“I love you too,” I said.

He reached into my nightstand drawer and pulled out a bottle of lube. I had kept a bottle stashed there since we’ve been having a lot of sex lately.

It was easier for me to take it in the ass from him now. We still had to be careful, but let's just say Justin loosened me up a bit.

Carlos moved so he could watch us, his hand gently played with his cock.

Justin pushed into me and my hands made tight fists. I wrapped my legs around his waist and he picked me up by the hips to get a better angle.

Justin thrust in and out of me as Carlos watched silently.

I moaned each time he thrust into me. He leaned down and kissed me on the neck. I looked over to Carlos and saw that once again his eyes were on me, not Justin, but me.

What happened next blew my mind.

Carlos decided to join in. Justin had told him he couldn't fuck me, but he didn't say he couldn't fuck him while he was fucking me.

Carlos grabbed the bottle of lube and joined us on the bed. He squirted some lube on his hand and lathered his cock up. Then he added some more on his fingers.

He put his free hand on Justin's shoulder. Justin had been so busy fucking me, that he hadn’t noticed Carlos behind him. Justin sat up straight and Carlos kissed his neck, just like what Justin had been doing to me.

“I'm going to fuck you now,” Carlos said.

“Go ahead,” Justin said.

I saw Carlos's hand move behind Justin, and when Justin let out a little gasp I knew Carlos was getting his hole ready.

“Untie me,” I said.

Justin unbuckled my hands from Carlos's belt; they were a little red but they were undamaged.

I sat up, Justin was still inside me. I latched my mouth onto his right nipple and began to kiss and lick it. My hands went around Justin to cup Carlos's wonderful ass.

It was so firm, so big. He would definitely be in the top three if they ever had a competition for the best ass.

“Lean down,” Carlos ordered me.

I lay back down on my back. Justin lay on top of me. I could feel his body quiver with anticipation.

Carlos gripped Justin's ass cheeks and spread them. No one said anything about condoms. I knew both Carlos and Justin were clean; it showed how far gone Justin was to not be worried about Carlos wearing a condom.

With his free hand Carlos guided the head of his cock to Justin's entrance. He rubbed it around Justin's hole for a few seconds, teasing him.

“God fuck me already!” Justin said through gritted teeth.

Carlos chuckled. “So eager, you want this big cock in your hole?”

“Yes, fuck me Carlos. Fuck me with that cock.”

I stared into Carlos's face. He was about to cross a line. He had done a lot of gay things tonight, but what he was about to do could never be undone.

He stared into my eyes and I saw no hesitation or doubt, only that primal lust that told me there was no stopping him now.

He pushed his hips forward sliding his cock into Justin's ass. Justin gasped and closed his eyes; a hiss of pleasure escaped his mouth.

But I stared into Carlos's eyes as he fucked his first guy. I saw pleasure and satisfaction, never once seeing anything that said he regretted what he did. And I began to wonder if soon I was going to have to change him from my straight only worker to my bisexual worker.
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Carlos’s P.O.V.

I had fucked women in the ass before; Justin's ass was no different, except it had more muscle and was firmer.

I stared into Alex's eyes as I slid into Justin. His eyes showed amazement and wonder, like he could not believe what he was seeing.

I don't blame him, I still can't believe I am doing this, but I’m glad I am.

I gave Justin a moment to adjust to my dick, then I slowly slid out until only my head remained, then I slid back in. He twitched in pleasure, his back bowed as I fucked him.

I grabbed his hips and pulled him back until he began to pull out of Alex, then I pushed back into him and pushed him back into Alex.

Alex shut his eyes, enjoying our three-way fuck.

“Just like that,” I told Justin.

I grabbed his neck and bent his head back and began to kiss him. I would thrust into him and he would thrust into Alex, I would pull out and he would pull out of Alex.

Like I was fucking Alex myself.

But Justin didn't want me to do Alex; he offered his own ass instead and I was enjoying it.

I crossed a line and there was no going back. I could have said no and ended things before they went any further, but truthfully I didn't want to stop.

I pushed on Justin's back until he was lying on top of Alex.

“Kiss him,” I ordered.

I was pleased when they obeyed and started to kiss. I was a dominant person in bed. I was the kind of person who got pleasure from being obeyed by their lover, or in this case, lovers.

I continued to fuck Justin's ass, watching as he and Alex kissed. Justin continued to pump in and out of Alex in tune with me. I grabbed Alex's legs and hiked them up so Justin could get a better angle.

This sex was amazing, I never in a million years thought I would be doing something like this.

I placed Alex's feet on my shoulders; my hands ran up and down his legs, feeling his muscles tense as he was fucked.

I thought about what this meant for me, how it would affect my outlook on life.

I thought of the possibility of me entertaining male customers and the idea didn't bother me. Maybe Alaric and his wife would like to have another job with me?

I kind of got the feeling Alaric was more comfortable with men then I was, but I was now thinking if Alaric wanted me to be more attentive to him and his wife, then I was sure we could work something out.

The idea of fucking the older man didn't sound too bad.

Alex put his hands on my hips and felt them. As I pounded away into his boyfriend, he felt me thrusting into him.

I remembered how Justin and I had fought earlier, all the attitude and lip he had been giving me. I had a savage sense of triumph run through me, now that I had him below me, with my dick in his ass.

So he thought he could judge me? He thought I was to blame for the situation with Jess?

I brought my hand back and gave him a nice slap on the ass.

He yelped in pain and I gave him another slap.

“You like that don't you?”

I slapped him a third time.

“Like having me fuck you in the ass?”

I grabbed him by his hair and pulled his head back.

I began to thrust harder into him, he groaned as I handled him roughly, but I knew that sound well enough to know he enjoyed me being rough with him.

“Answer me!”

“Yes, God you feel amazing!” he yelled.

The bed squeaked from me pounding into him.

His legs began to quiver, he was approaching his end.

“I'm going to cum!” he screamed.

He thrust his hips forward into Alex one last time as I continued to pound into him. He jerked his hips a few times, then I let his hair go and he fell forward on Alex. He rested his head on Alex's shoulder and Alex kissed his cheek and whispered something in his ear.

It wasn't long before I could feel my own balls tighten.

I wanted to go out with a bang so I gripped his hips and fucked him as quick and hard as I could. His face was red and he hugged Alex tight as I slammed into him.

Alex soothed him by whispering things in his ear, how sexy he looked being fucked by me, how amazing it felt when he came in him.

Alex's words had their affect on me too; he had such a nice voice, hearing him talk like that aroused me.

I could feel my orgasm about to happen. Before it did I leaned down, grabbing Alex's head I kissed him. I pushed my tongue into his mouth and he did not hold back as he returned the kiss with equal vigor.

Finally the all too familiar rush of pleasure hit me and I came into Justin, a torrent of hot semen splattered his insides.

I let go of Alex's head and he fell back, gasping for breath.

We were all sweaty and out of breath.

I gently pulled out of Justin; a trickle of sperm fell from his hole. He moaned as I pulled out, his body shuddering.

He put his hands on the bed and with shaky legs pulled out of Alex.

He dropped to Alex's left, his skin flushed and covered in sweat.

I felt satisfied with what I saw. Knowing I did this to them, that familiar feeling of possession and claim hit me. I was pleased I had did this to them, brought them this pleasure. I was happy they were bone tired and ready to sleep.

But I was still raring to go; my cock was still hard. Justin could not go another round, I could tell.

But Alex?

I know Justin told me I couldn't have him...but so what?

I stared at Alex long and hard, he saw me staring at him and shuddered.

How easy would it be for me to claim him right now? The idea of fucking him brought me more pleasure then I got from fucking Justin.

Justin wouldn't be able to stop me; his legs must feel like jelly right now.

Why shouldn't I fuck Alex? I knew him longer than Justin did. I had more right to him then Justin. In a way, I knew him better than Justin.

After everything else why shouldn't we cross that final line?

Alex moved to his side, he brought his hands up and began to caress Justin's face and kiss him softly.

They closed their eyes and something in me deflated a little.

No, I wouldn't fuck Alex...tomorrow would be awkward enough. I couldn't add to that any more then I already did.

Instead I got up and closed the door to his room and turned off the light. I climbed back into the bed with them. I pressed myself close against Alex's back. My erection was firmly pressed against his buttocks.

I wanted him to feel me; I wanted him to know I still wanted him, that all I had to do was wait and if I so pleased, slip inside him at my pleasure.

But I wouldn't, but I wanted him to know I could.

I wrapped an arm over him; I lifted a leg and rested it on his thigh. My foot touched Justin's leg.

Some major shit had happened tonight.

I had fucked Justin. If Jess ever found out I knew it would cause problems between her and him. So we were going to have to make sure she never found out.

Alex had sucked my dick, I had never been given oral by a guy; Alex was my first. The memory of his mouth wrapped over my tool made me shudder and press into his ass a little more.

I always thought I was straight. I never gave a thought to any guy before, but tonight I crossed a lot of lines and I was sure there would be repercussions.

How would this affect us all? Would Justin and Alex stay together? How would this affect Alex and me? Was I gay? Or was I only gay when I was drunk?

So many questions, but they would wait until tomorrow.

Tonight I would relish in my victory, I would rest, knowing I had quenched my appetite. I would hold Alex close in my arms with the memory fresh in my mind and the smell of sex strong in the air.

I remembered the dull, sad look in his eyes after his dad died, then I remembered the look of life and other powerful emotions he had.

I was satisfied knowing I gave him what he needed, even if it does affect our friendship, I knew then I cared for him more than
I had thought I did. I knew there was a place for him in my heart where no other boy had ever been.

I knew if anyone could help me get over Jess it was Alex.

So I held him close and tight, and I fell asleep, hoping one day soon, it will be him below me, saying my name as I bring him to that final pleasure.


Fusedtwilight: So what will the fall out be? How will this little incident affect their lives?