A/N: This is a slightly smutty sequel to "Can't be Friends" for those who wanted to know what happened after the couch scene. This is a song fic inspired by the song "Invented Sex". I should really get over my Trey Songz fascination, but a friend of mine loves him and plays his stuff all the time so I get influenced. You may want to read "Can't be friends" first to understand the beginning. But it can stand alone too.

Disclaimer: I own nothing! The characters belong to CBS. Darn it!

Now I must say that I was surprised how passionate Spencer was with me on that couch. I guess it was true that he actually wanted this as much I did. I didn't want to rush him or pressure him into moving things too fast, but I couldn't help myself. My hands started to roam to dangerous territory on his body, I felt that soon he would put the brakes on this, but I was willing to go as far as he'd let me.

...You gon think I invented sex.

It was no secret that I had a repretation with the ladies. I was quite the ladies man. Not one single female EVER left my bed complaining. They all left with smiles on their faces. I was more than happy to get the chance to satisfy Spencer sexually. I was just waiting on him to say the word, and I'd be right there.

Can we take it upstairs, my bed's waiting there

When Spencer whispered in my ear, 'let's take this upstairs' I thought my heart was going to beat out of my chest. Sure I was dying to get to know him like this, but I never thought it would happen this soon. But I wasn't complaining.

All I want to do is give you all of me, won't you give me all of you.

I want your body like right now. You know I live a Magnum lifetstyle.

Once in the bedroom Spencer's mouth was hot and demanding against mine, and I was more than happy to meet the demand. Every touch went straight to my groin . I know that I'm more experienced in the bedroom, but someone must have taught Spencer a lesson or two. Just the thought of someone else being with him inflamed me more to show him that I would be the only one he would ever need. Clothes were tossed aside as our bodies fell on the bed in a heap of twisted limbs. Just the shadows on the wall were pornography worthy, not to mention the sounds. Oh the sounds. The moaning, gasping, and whimpering. If a sound track was made, even the oldest of virgins would come undone. And come undone we did.

I felt Spencer's legs tighten around me urging me deeper into his tight heat. It wasn't long before we were lying in bed spent, breathless with our orgasms still buzzing through our veins.

Derek knew he had no right to ask with his checkered history in the bedroom, but he had to know.

"Spencer I guess it's safe to assume you weren't a virgin?"

Spencer chuckled, "Ahh...yes... that would be a safe assumption. Is that a problem for you?"

"No, not at all. I just somehow thought you were a little more naive in the bedroom."

"You're not complaining are you?"

"Not a complaint, if anything I may be asking for a few pointers." Derek grinned.

Spencer flushed red, then smiled and said, "Shall we go back in session? I can show you a few more things."

Derek laughed, then responded seductively, "Absolutely Pretty Boy."

...You gon think I invented sex

E/N: FYI- for those who may not know, "gon" is a slang for "going to", and Magnum is a brand of condom.