Will knelt between EJ's legs, swallowing his cock. EJ groaned, and trembled and Will bobbed up and down, using his hands and fingers mercilessly until EJ came with a shudder. Will swallowed with a grin, and the older man stumbled to the couch.

"You're becoming quite the master at that, William," gasped EJ.

Will smirked, and he felt a surge of triumph knowing EJ spoke the truth.

"And just so you know, this isn't part of your job description," said EJ earnestly. "We can stop these lessons, anytime you like."

Will shook his head, and he stepped into the kitchen and rinsed his mouth out, spitting in the sink. "Let me guess," said Will, "you're thinking of getting back with my mom, and me blowing you and you fucking her is too weird even for you."

EJ blushed. "Your mother and I have a very complicated history. It's more than just fun…we have two children…"

Will shook his head. "I don't get it, man. What is it with grown men who like to throw themselves in front of moving trains?"

EJ looked at Will intently. "You won't ever tell her about this, will you?"

Will shook his head. "I can't imagine ever being that mad at her, and I've been really mad at her lately. She'll never find out from me."

EJ sighed. "I saw the way you were looking at Jackson this morning. Honestly, William. Why don't you just go over to his place and throw yourself into his arms. He appeared about ready to rip your clothes off this morning…"

Will blushed. "You really think so? You're not just saying that to get rid of me?"

EJ shook his head. "He's interested in you. You're interested in him. I fail to see any impediment to you two getting together."

Will sighed. He glanced over at his phone, thinking he should text Sonny. He wanted to, but he knew he wouldn't be able to bring himself to do it.


It was Chad's turn to close up, so Sonny went to the gym. It was a small place, not far from campus and frequented mostly by gay men. Sonny worked out hard, and then towards the end of his workout, he spied Neil on one of the cardio machines. The Salem gay scene was very small, after all. Neil saw him and grinned, and Sonny shook his head. As much as he wanted to be mad at Neil for his less than honorable intentions toward Will, Sonny couldn't help but remember how hot things had been between them. Neil was right, sometimes just sex was enough.

Sonny made his way to the locker room, and he decided to linger in the sauna. Sonny knew that Neil would arrive, and he did. He closed the door behind him and fastened the makeshift latch on the door.

"So," said Sonny, "you aren't the type who only hooks up with someone once?"

Neil looked Sonny up and down. "I hook up as often as I feel like. No rules. No labels."

Their eyes met, and Sonny's dick got hard beneath his towel. Sonny stepped forward, close enough to feel Neil's breath on his face, smell the sweat on his skin.

Sonny leaned up and covered Neil's mouth with his own, thrusting his tongue inside. Sonny brought his arms up around Neil's neck and pulled him closer. Sonny kissed him aggressively, and Neil pulled back back, smirking a little.

Sonny turned Neill around and pressed him against the wood paneling, pushing off Neil's towel as he did so. He intended to fuck Neil, and fuck him hard. He leaned over and opened the cabinet beneath the bench and grabbed a packet of lube and a condom, grateful that the gym knew its clientele well enough to stock such items in the sauna.

"So," whispered Neil, "You have to even things out, do you?"

"Something like that," whispered Sonny as he put some lube on his fingers and then started opening Neil's ass. Neil groaned in response. Their whole hookup had been about showing dominance over Sonny, and Sonny wasn't having it.

Sonny deftly rolled on the condom, and then he started penetrating Neil. Neil moaned and pushed back, practically impaling himself on Sonny.

"You like that?" whispered Sonny in his ear, just before playfully biting Neil's shoulder.

"Yes," gasped Neil.

Sonny inhaled, and he began to move, relishing how tight Neil felt around his dick. Sonny was a confident person, usually, and he knew he knew how to fuck. Now, he was going to show Neil.

Sonny grabbed one of Neil's hands and moved it to Neil's cock, and they stroked him together while Sonny thrusted. Neil trembled and whimpered, whispering encouragement.

What am I doing? thought Sonny, I don't even like him very much.

The thought nearly killed it for Sonny, but he recovered by closing his eyes and remembering Will, imagining it was Will he was fucking. It worked, and soon Neil and Sonny were gripped by orgasms, both sliding to the floor of the sauna.

Sonny put his arm around Neil and kissed him slowly.

"Still not fond of hookups?" asked Neil breathily.

"You could change my mind," replied Sonny, his mind still on Will.

"You want to get a drink?" asked Neil. "I'm suddenly thirsty."

Sonny laughed, and he nodded. They soon headed for the showers and were soon dressed and walking toward Unicorn Highway. They went inside, and Neil got them both beers from the bar and they sat in booth in the corner. There was a strange energy between them, as though the sexual energy was dying down. They were settling into a competitive friendship.

"So," said Neil, "Who here would you like to hook up with? You can tell me, I won't be jealous."

Sonny sighed. "I think you've filled my hookup quota for the next few years. Not that I didn't enjoy it or need it, but it's just not my habit."

Neil laughed, and his eyes scanned the room. "That's both romantic and stupid," he said. "And a total tragedy for at least half the guys in this room, maybe more."

Sonny sipped his beer, and he snuggled against Neil affectionately. Neil's arm went around him closer, and Neil whispered in his ear. "Well, well, look who's here?"

Will stood near the bar, his eyes on both Sonny and Neil. Sonny stood up immediately and walked toward him.

"Hi Will," he stuttered.

"Hi Will, long time no see," said Neil, who had quickly followed Sonny.

The look on Will's face was unreadable, but he had to have seen Neil and Sonny's closeness and figured out something was going on.

"I didn't know you two were…" mumbled Will.

"We're not," replied Neil, "not really, anyway." Neil threw Sonny a look that was pure mischief, and then Sonny felt himself blush. Will, on the other hand, looked both confused and hurt.

"Come on," said Neil. "Go sit down, you two. I'm going to get Will a beer. I know he likes beer." Neil winked at Will as he headed to the bar.

Will threw Sonny a look that said, roughly, If you say something about me being under twenty-one I'll kill you.

Sonny nodded, and he led Will to the booth where he'd been sitting with Neil.

"I thought you were just buddies," said Will. "I didn't realize you were fuck buddies."

"Neither did I until recently," said Sonny, "but it's not going to happen again. I'm not much for hookups, and it was just a hookup."

Will looked at him strangely as they sat down.

"I'm sorry man. Given your - whatever - with Neil, I didn't want you to find out that way. But there's nothing between us," said Sonny.

Neil returned from the bar with a beer for himself and one for Will, which he handed to the younger man. Sonny felt awkward. Will looked awkward. And Neil looked utterly amused.

"So," said Neil, "You wouldn't be interested in a three way with Sonny and me?"

Will nearly choked on his beer. Sonny rolled his eyes. "Neil…

"Just kidding…unless you're interested," replied Neil, who moved closer to Will.

Will looked at Sonny. "Ah…um, no. No thanks," he mumbled.

Sonny leaned over. "Come on Will, let's get out of here. We can go talk somewhere."

Neil leaned very close to Will's lips. "Go ahead. I still have your number in my phone. I'll text you later."

Will nodded. Sonny shook his head. He was suddenly very fearful that he was going to be relegated to Will's gay life coach, while Neil would get to use Will and throw him away.

Will looked straight at Neil. "Text me," he said as he got up. "I mean it."

Sonny took Will's arm and led him to the door. "We need to talk," he said.