The Perfidious Lover
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oh_ameliaTitle: Making It a Threesome
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hsbfc
Chapter: 21/?
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: language, sex
Summary: Justin moves to Pittsburgh after ending a four year relationship. What happens when he meets Brian and his past and present collide?
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Derek stood in the backyard at Debbie’s and inhaled deeply on his cigarette. Things were not going as he’d planned. Justin hadn’t talked to him since their conversation the day before and he felt like he was getting nowhere. He was about to go back inside when he heard the door open and close behind him. He turned and saw Nathan zipping up his coat.
“You’re wasting your time,” Nathan said as he walked up beside him. “I don’t know why you’re even trying. It’s pathetic really.”
“I’m not wasting my time,” Derek said as he flicked the cigarette on the ground. “I always get what I want.”
“Except in this case. Face it, Derek, things between you and Justin are over. And the sooner your ego can accept that, the happier we will all be.”
”I am the best thing that ever happened to him,” Derek stated assuredly.
“I highly doubt that,” Nathan scoffed. “I’ve stayed with you two before, remember? And I’ve stayed with Justin when Brian has stayed over.”
“And what the fuck is that supposed to mean?”
“It means that the walls in Justin’s apartment are surprisingly thin. And can he scream like nothing I’ve ever heard before when he’s with Brian.”
“That is such bullshit,” Derek insisted. “Justin is not vocal during sex. He never has been.”
“Yeah, I guess with you he was always rather quiet. But, damn, you should hear him when he’s with Brian. I almost went deaf!”
“You are so full of shit, Echolls.”
“Serious as a heart attack, man. Why do you think I bought my own place? I needed some sleep,” Nathan informed him. “Hell, even I could make Justin more vocal in the bedroom than you ever could.”
“You’ve slept with Justin?” Derek asked through clenched teeth.
Nathan grinned. “I can honestly say that I have slept with Justin. Quite a few times over the years actually. And when I first got here.”
“But you… You’re…” Derek stammered. “I thought you two were just friends.”
“We are friends. Best friends. Very close best friends.” Nathan smirked.
“Are you telling me that you slept with him while we were together?”
“Who do you think Justin called all those times that you were ‘busy with work’? You didn’t honestly think that he would just sit at home alone while you were out fucking around, did you?”
“Back the fuck up. Justin left me because I brought Brian into our home. And here he did the same fucking thing?” Derek was fuming.
“I never said we were at your place. I said that he didn’t sit at home alone. Most the time, he came to my place,” Nathan explained.
“I can’t… This is such…” Derek paced back and forth around the back yard mumbling and spewing obscenities. He was so caught up in his fury that he didn’t notice when Brian came out.
“What do we have here?” Brain asked as he lit a cigarette and inhaled deeply.
“Oh, nothing.” Nathan shrugged. “Derek is just coming to terms that he is a poor excuse for a lover. Oh, and that I’ve ‘slept’ with Justin.” He gave Brian a wink and a nudge.
“Well, I could have told him that,” Brian said, playing along. “You didn’t know that?” He looked at the angry man with an incredulous look on his face.
“This makes no fucking sense at all!” Derek exclaimed loudly. “Justin would never do the things you two are suggesting. He wants a partner and monogamy and the perfect little hetero life!”
Nathan sighed deeply. “Look, there might have been a time when those things were exactly what he wanted, but I would think that after so long, with your fucking around, that things changed for him. Sure at first I was just a shoulder to cry on, then I found other ways to comfort him.”
“Derek, what you think you know, and what you actually do know, are two very different things,” Brian added.
”That is bullshit,” Derek retorted. “I’ve known Justin for over 4 years. I know him better than anyone.”
“Obviously not,” Nathan said as he plucked the cigarette out of Brian’s mouth, took a quick drag, and passed it back before continuing. “I mean, you were always so sure that Justin would never leave you, and that you were the only one who would ever make him truly happy. Now most of that is just your overly inflated ego…”
“So you’re just fine with Justin fucking Nathan?” Derek asked crossing him arms and glaring at Brian.
“Okay with it? Hell,” Brian said as he flung his arm around Nathan’s shoulder and grinned. “One day, I plan on making it a threesome.”
“In your dreams, big boy,” Nathan scoffed playfully giving Brian’s chest a slap.
“Always thinking of my cock, I see.” Brian smiled as he gave Nathan a peck on the cheek. He turned back to look at Derek. “As long as Justin is happy, I have no problem with it.”
Derek scoffed and shook his head. He opened his mouth to say something, but decided against it. He shoved his hand in his coat pockets and stormed inside as Justin was coming out.
“What was that all about?” Justin asked as he watched Derek storm through the house.
“Nothing,” Brian and Nathan answered simultaneously as the brunette removed his arm from Nathan’s shoulders.
“I can tell by the guilty look on your faces that you two are up to something,” Justin stated. “So you might as well go ahead and tell me.”
Nathan’s eyes darted between Brian and Justin and he chuckled nervously. “Well, damn, it’s getting cold out here. I think I’ll go inside.” He started back towards the house but was stopped by Brian’s hand on his shoulder.
“I don’t fucking think so. I’m not taking the rap for this by myself.”
“Well?” Justin asked as he crossed his arms on his chest.
Both men stood silently, neither wanting to make the first move.
“Either one of you start talking, or I am going to have two new pieces of art for my mantle. Do you think dismembered cocks are considered works of art?” Justin raised his eyebrow.
“Fine!” Nathan finally spoke up. “I was having fun messing with Derek. I told him that while you two were together that we slept together on occasion.”
“Like he’d ever believe that,” Justin scoffed. “He knows that you’re…you know,” he gestured with his hands before turning his attention to Brian. “And you?”
“I told him that I wanted to have a threesome with you and Nathan.” He shrugged his shoulders.
“And do you?”
“Do I what?” Brian asked.
“Do you want to fuck Nathan?”
“Fuck no! I was just trying to piss off Derek.”
Justin looked at Brian and asked, “Are you sure?”
“Come off it, Justin,” Nathan sighed. “You know damn fucking well that will never happen.”
Justin raised his eyebrow and glared at Nathan. “Oh do I now?”
Brian groaned and rubbed his hands on his face. “Oh, for fuck’s sake, Justin! All we were doing was trying to piss off Derek. What makes you think I would want to fuck Nathan? He’s not even my type.”
“Yeah,” Nathan added. “And Brian here is way too old for me, anyway.”
“Yea—” Brian started to agree. “Hey, watch the age comments, asshole.”
Justin shook his head and sighed. “You know, I think that I’ll go now. I’ll talk to you both later.” He turned around and walked back inside the house.
“Great.” Brian scoffed. “Now Justin thinks that I want to fuck you.”
“Well don’t blame me. You’re the one who brought up the threesome.”
“It’s like one step forward, two steps back,” Brian grumbled.
“C’mon,” Nathan said as he pulled on Brian’s arm. “Let’s go. I think we could both use a drink.”
~~~~~
Brian and Nathan ended up at Woody’s after they left Debbie’s and they were still there well into the night.
Brian slammed his half empty beer bottle down on the table and signaled for another one. He squinted at Nathan and asked, “Can you believe that he thinks that I’d fuck you? You!” He leaned forward on his elbows, attempting to rest on the table, but they kept slipping off. “Hey, stop moving the fucking table, asshole.”
Nathan leaned forward and rested his palms on the table trying to keep himself steady. “I am not moving shit. It’s right here.” He pointed his finger around aimlessly. “At least it was…what’d you do with?”
“What’d I do with what?”
“The thing…that used to be here,” he answered pointing at the empty table, “but isn’t anymore because you did something with it.”
“Huh?”
“What?”
“What the fuck are you talking about?” Brian slurred.
“What are you talking about?”
“I’m telling you that I wont fuck you.” He took a swig of his beer before continuing. “No matter what you say, not gonna happen.”
Nathan looked at the brunette and scoffed. “What, am I not pretty enough?” He shook his head and continued talking. “I give you all I have to give. And look where that gets me! I’m stuck with grief, and headaches and having to deal with your shit. You just don’t love me.”
“I give you grief? Me give you grief?” Brian asked pointing back and forth between himself and Nathan. “You have got to be fucking kidding me. You’re the one who came into my life and fucking turned everything upside down. And what do you mean I don’t love you?”
“You love Justin not me! And you fuck everything that moves. I just can’t keep up. And on top of everything else, you say I’m not pretty enough for you!”
Brian banged his head on the table a couple times before leaning in close to Nathan. “Fuck you, Nathan. I never once said you weren’t pretty enough.”
Nathan covered his mouth with his hands and groaned. “I don’t think I feel so good.”
Brian stood up and staggered over to Nathan. “C’mon, I’ll take you home.”
The two very drunk men stood up, arms draped across each other’s shoulders for support, and walked out of Woody’s. They waited for a cab to come pick them up. When one didn’t arrive after 10 minutes Nathan looked at Brian.
“Did you call for a cab?”
“Me? I thought you called?”
“When would I call?”
“Ah, fuck,” Brian grumbled as he clumsily reached into his coat pocket and hit the speed dialed button for a cab company. When he put his phone back in his pocket, he noticed Nathan staring at him intently. “What?”
“Do you think I’m pretty enough to fuck? That people would want to fuck me?” Nathan asked at he gestured to his face with his index finger.
“Sure, you’re pretty enough for someone to want to fuck you.”
“Okay,” he acquiesced as he rested his head on Brian’s shoulder.
The cab pulled up and they both stumbled inside.
“Where to?” The cab driver turned around and asked the two very drunk men.
Nathan pulled out a card from his pocket and handed it to the driver along with some cash. He leaned back and looked out the window on the way to his apartment.
When they arrived, Brian got out to help him get inside. They stumbled up the stairs, both too drunk to notice the elevator, and almost fell inside the apartment.
“I gotta piss,” Brian announced.
“It’s that-a-way,” Nathan said as he looked around and pointed in the general direction of the hallway. He stumbled to his bedroom, took off his shoes, stripped down to his underwear, and flopped down on the bed, passing out almost as soon as his head hit the pillow.
Brian went to the bathroom, not bothering to turn on any lights. He squinted as he looked around for the toilet. After he finished, he washed his hands and started looking in the rooms for one with a bed. When he finally found one, he toed off his shoes, stripped, and flopped down, never noticing the mostly naked body lying next to his.
CHAPTER TWENTY TWO
Author:
hsbfc Chapter: 21/?
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: language, sex
Summary: Justin moves to Pittsburgh after ending a four year relationship. What happens when he meets Brian and his past and present collide?
PREVIOUS CHAPTERS
CHAPTER 1:: CHAPTER 2:: CHAPTER 3:: CHAPTER 4:: CHAPTER 5:: CHAPTER 6:: CHAPTER 7:: CHAPTER 8:: CHAPTER 9:: CHAPTER 10:: CHAPTER 11:: CHAPTER 12:: CHAPTER 13:: CHAPTER 14:: CHAPTER 15:: CHAPTER 16:: CHAPTER 17:: CHAPTER 18:: CHAPTER 19:: CHAPTER 20
Derek stood in the backyard at Debbie’s and inhaled deeply on his cigarette. Things were not going as he’d planned. Justin hadn’t talked to him since their conversation the day before and he felt like he was getting nowhere. He was about to go back inside when he heard the door open and close behind him. He turned and saw Nathan zipping up his coat.
“You’re wasting your time,” Nathan said as he walked up beside him. “I don’t know why you’re even trying. It’s pathetic really.”
“I’m not wasting my time,” Derek said as he flicked the cigarette on the ground. “I always get what I want.”
“Except in this case. Face it, Derek, things between you and Justin are over. And the sooner your ego can accept that, the happier we will all be.”
”I am the best thing that ever happened to him,” Derek stated assuredly.
“I highly doubt that,” Nathan scoffed. “I’ve stayed with you two before, remember? And I’ve stayed with Justin when Brian has stayed over.”
“And what the fuck is that supposed to mean?”
“It means that the walls in Justin’s apartment are surprisingly thin. And can he scream like nothing I’ve ever heard before when he’s with Brian.”
“That is such bullshit,” Derek insisted. “Justin is not vocal during sex. He never has been.”
“Yeah, I guess with you he was always rather quiet. But, damn, you should hear him when he’s with Brian. I almost went deaf!”
“You are so full of shit, Echolls.”
“Serious as a heart attack, man. Why do you think I bought my own place? I needed some sleep,” Nathan informed him. “Hell, even I could make Justin more vocal in the bedroom than you ever could.”
“You’ve slept with Justin?” Derek asked through clenched teeth.
Nathan grinned. “I can honestly say that I have slept with Justin. Quite a few times over the years actually. And when I first got here.”
“But you… You’re…” Derek stammered. “I thought you two were just friends.”
“We are friends. Best friends. Very close best friends.” Nathan smirked.
“Are you telling me that you slept with him while we were together?”
“Who do you think Justin called all those times that you were ‘busy with work’? You didn’t honestly think that he would just sit at home alone while you were out fucking around, did you?”
“Back the fuck up. Justin left me because I brought Brian into our home. And here he did the same fucking thing?” Derek was fuming.
“I never said we were at your place. I said that he didn’t sit at home alone. Most the time, he came to my place,” Nathan explained.
“I can’t… This is such…” Derek paced back and forth around the back yard mumbling and spewing obscenities. He was so caught up in his fury that he didn’t notice when Brian came out.
“What do we have here?” Brain asked as he lit a cigarette and inhaled deeply.
“Oh, nothing.” Nathan shrugged. “Derek is just coming to terms that he is a poor excuse for a lover. Oh, and that I’ve ‘slept’ with Justin.” He gave Brian a wink and a nudge.
“Well, I could have told him that,” Brian said, playing along. “You didn’t know that?” He looked at the angry man with an incredulous look on his face.
“This makes no fucking sense at all!” Derek exclaimed loudly. “Justin would never do the things you two are suggesting. He wants a partner and monogamy and the perfect little hetero life!”
Nathan sighed deeply. “Look, there might have been a time when those things were exactly what he wanted, but I would think that after so long, with your fucking around, that things changed for him. Sure at first I was just a shoulder to cry on, then I found other ways to comfort him.”
“Derek, what you think you know, and what you actually do know, are two very different things,” Brian added.
”That is bullshit,” Derek retorted. “I’ve known Justin for over 4 years. I know him better than anyone.”
“Obviously not,” Nathan said as he plucked the cigarette out of Brian’s mouth, took a quick drag, and passed it back before continuing. “I mean, you were always so sure that Justin would never leave you, and that you were the only one who would ever make him truly happy. Now most of that is just your overly inflated ego…”
“So you’re just fine with Justin fucking Nathan?” Derek asked crossing him arms and glaring at Brian.
“Okay with it? Hell,” Brian said as he flung his arm around Nathan’s shoulder and grinned. “One day, I plan on making it a threesome.”
“In your dreams, big boy,” Nathan scoffed playfully giving Brian’s chest a slap.
“Always thinking of my cock, I see.” Brian smiled as he gave Nathan a peck on the cheek. He turned back to look at Derek. “As long as Justin is happy, I have no problem with it.”
Derek scoffed and shook his head. He opened his mouth to say something, but decided against it. He shoved his hand in his coat pockets and stormed inside as Justin was coming out.
“What was that all about?” Justin asked as he watched Derek storm through the house.
“Nothing,” Brian and Nathan answered simultaneously as the brunette removed his arm from Nathan’s shoulders.
“I can tell by the guilty look on your faces that you two are up to something,” Justin stated. “So you might as well go ahead and tell me.”
Nathan’s eyes darted between Brian and Justin and he chuckled nervously. “Well, damn, it’s getting cold out here. I think I’ll go inside.” He started back towards the house but was stopped by Brian’s hand on his shoulder.
“I don’t fucking think so. I’m not taking the rap for this by myself.”
“Well?” Justin asked as he crossed his arms on his chest.
Both men stood silently, neither wanting to make the first move.
“Either one of you start talking, or I am going to have two new pieces of art for my mantle. Do you think dismembered cocks are considered works of art?” Justin raised his eyebrow.
“Fine!” Nathan finally spoke up. “I was having fun messing with Derek. I told him that while you two were together that we slept together on occasion.”
“Like he’d ever believe that,” Justin scoffed. “He knows that you’re…you know,” he gestured with his hands before turning his attention to Brian. “And you?”
“I told him that I wanted to have a threesome with you and Nathan.” He shrugged his shoulders.
“And do you?”
“Do I what?” Brian asked.
“Do you want to fuck Nathan?”
“Fuck no! I was just trying to piss off Derek.”
Justin looked at Brian and asked, “Are you sure?”
“Come off it, Justin,” Nathan sighed. “You know damn fucking well that will never happen.”
Justin raised his eyebrow and glared at Nathan. “Oh do I now?”
Brian groaned and rubbed his hands on his face. “Oh, for fuck’s sake, Justin! All we were doing was trying to piss off Derek. What makes you think I would want to fuck Nathan? He’s not even my type.”
“Yeah,” Nathan added. “And Brian here is way too old for me, anyway.”
“Yea—” Brian started to agree. “Hey, watch the age comments, asshole.”
Justin shook his head and sighed. “You know, I think that I’ll go now. I’ll talk to you both later.” He turned around and walked back inside the house.
“Great.” Brian scoffed. “Now Justin thinks that I want to fuck you.”
“Well don’t blame me. You’re the one who brought up the threesome.”
“It’s like one step forward, two steps back,” Brian grumbled.
“C’mon,” Nathan said as he pulled on Brian’s arm. “Let’s go. I think we could both use a drink.”
~~~~~
Brian and Nathan ended up at Woody’s after they left Debbie’s and they were still there well into the night.
Brian slammed his half empty beer bottle down on the table and signaled for another one. He squinted at Nathan and asked, “Can you believe that he thinks that I’d fuck you? You!” He leaned forward on his elbows, attempting to rest on the table, but they kept slipping off. “Hey, stop moving the fucking table, asshole.”
Nathan leaned forward and rested his palms on the table trying to keep himself steady. “I am not moving shit. It’s right here.” He pointed his finger around aimlessly. “At least it was…what’d you do with?”
“What’d I do with what?”
“The thing…that used to be here,” he answered pointing at the empty table, “but isn’t anymore because you did something with it.”
“Huh?”
“What?”
“What the fuck are you talking about?” Brian slurred.
“What are you talking about?”
“I’m telling you that I wont fuck you.” He took a swig of his beer before continuing. “No matter what you say, not gonna happen.”
Nathan looked at the brunette and scoffed. “What, am I not pretty enough?” He shook his head and continued talking. “I give you all I have to give. And look where that gets me! I’m stuck with grief, and headaches and having to deal with your shit. You just don’t love me.”
“I give you grief? Me give you grief?” Brian asked pointing back and forth between himself and Nathan. “You have got to be fucking kidding me. You’re the one who came into my life and fucking turned everything upside down. And what do you mean I don’t love you?”
“You love Justin not me! And you fuck everything that moves. I just can’t keep up. And on top of everything else, you say I’m not pretty enough for you!”
Brian banged his head on the table a couple times before leaning in close to Nathan. “Fuck you, Nathan. I never once said you weren’t pretty enough.”
Nathan covered his mouth with his hands and groaned. “I don’t think I feel so good.”
Brian stood up and staggered over to Nathan. “C’mon, I’ll take you home.”
The two very drunk men stood up, arms draped across each other’s shoulders for support, and walked out of Woody’s. They waited for a cab to come pick them up. When one didn’t arrive after 10 minutes Nathan looked at Brian.
“Did you call for a cab?”
“Me? I thought you called?”
“When would I call?”
“Ah, fuck,” Brian grumbled as he clumsily reached into his coat pocket and hit the speed dialed button for a cab company. When he put his phone back in his pocket, he noticed Nathan staring at him intently. “What?”
“Do you think I’m pretty enough to fuck? That people would want to fuck me?” Nathan asked at he gestured to his face with his index finger.
“Sure, you’re pretty enough for someone to want to fuck you.”
“Okay,” he acquiesced as he rested his head on Brian’s shoulder.
The cab pulled up and they both stumbled inside.
“Where to?” The cab driver turned around and asked the two very drunk men.
Nathan pulled out a card from his pocket and handed it to the driver along with some cash. He leaned back and looked out the window on the way to his apartment.
When they arrived, Brian got out to help him get inside. They stumbled up the stairs, both too drunk to notice the elevator, and almost fell inside the apartment.
“I gotta piss,” Brian announced.
“It’s that-a-way,” Nathan said as he looked around and pointed in the general direction of the hallway. He stumbled to his bedroom, took off his shoes, stripped down to his underwear, and flopped down on the bed, passing out almost as soon as his head hit the pillow.
Brian went to the bathroom, not bothering to turn on any lights. He squinted as he looked around for the toilet. After he finished, he washed his hands and started looking in the rooms for one with a bed. When he finally found one, he toed off his shoes, stripped, and flopped down, never noticing the mostly naked body lying next to his.
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