AJ woke up with his face pressed into James' broad brown back. He smiled and let out a little "mmm" as he reached around and caressed James' chest. To AJ's surprise, James was already awake. James rolled over in bed and reached his arms out to scoop AJ closer.

"Morning, babe," James said, his voice still thick with sleep. "How you doin'?"

"Pretty good since I'm waking up to you," AJ said. He rubbed James' nipple with a finger. "It's a nice way to wake up."

"Damn sure beats some of the beasts I've woken up to back when I was on the indies. With you I don't have to worry about waking up with a hoof up my ass."

AJ chuckled and stroked James' nipple again. James looked down at his chest. "You trying to get something started here?"

"No, but I wouldn't mind."

"That's as good as an invitation to me," said James, and he rolled over on top of AJ, kissing him. AJ met his kisses back with ardor, his hips already rising to press against James, his mouth parting so their tongues could mingle. James kissed AJ passionately, loving the taste of his warm plump lips...so soft and juicy, like peaches in high summer. He snaked his tongue inside AJ's mouth while his hands floated down through AJ's lightly haired chest, stroking his pecs and flicking his nipples lightly, once, twice, three times. AJ squirmed and wrapped one muscled thigh around James' waist. Their growing erections nuzzled against each other. James pressed his hips down and into AJ, bearing down hard, feeling a trickle of juice already on his bare skin.

AJ grabbed a handful of James' hair and kissed him deeper still. He grabbed James' shoulder and enjoyed James' fierce kissing for a few moments more before shifting and rolling them both back over. Aj began kissing James' neck, then went lower, kissing slowly down his neck, taking time to lick and suck each of James' luscious nipples, then down even lower, over the stomach, a quick flick in the bellybutton before continuing the kisses down to the crotch, up James' firmly erect shaft, tasting the juice oozing from the head of his hot dick, at last planting one kiss on the head of James' cock before gripping it hard and taking it into his mouth. James moaned as AJ's sweet, hot mouth slid down, taking in every solid inch, down until he mashed against the back of AJ's throat, just the way James liked it. AJ knew everything James liked, and exactly how he liked it, and he knew how to make James moan and beg for more. He withdrew until the head of James' cock pressed against the back of his lips, and then plunged down again, repeating this over and over, listening to James' breath turn to rapid pants and any words turn to mush. James's hands crept onto the back of AJ's head and his back arched as AJ sucked his cock expertly. AJ's tongue ran over every crevice and he heard James moan, "yes, yes, suck that dick baby, suck it..." AJ looked up and saw James' face lit up with hunger, and he knew what was coming next.

James pulled at AJ's arm. AJ, without losing his tight oral grip on James' dick, moved upwards and around to lay on top of James. James grabbed AJ around the waist and his fingers sank into AJ's yummy ass. He spread AJ's cheeks apart and touched the rosy tight bud with his tongue, gingerly, and felt AJ moan around his dick. He took that as a sign to keep going and began licking AJ's hole in earnest, his tongue swirling and exciting each inch of AJ's puckered flesh. AJ trembled atop him and his sucking became less controlled, a little wilder, and a little wetter. Both of them were flushed. James moved his hands upwards to stroke AJ's sweaty back while his tongue kept dancing over AJ's hole. AJ jerked his hips every time James' tongue slid inside him and his erection rubbed against James' chest, turning him on more. Soon James felt like his whole body was thrumming hard and he needed to be inside AJ right now. RIGHT NOW. He pulled his tongue reluctantly out of AJ's ass and went to push AJ down, but AJ playfully pushed his hands off and turned around to settle on James' stomach. He was smiling.

"Ready?"

"Damn right I'm ready. My dick don't get no harder than this."

AJ gestured for the lube and James tossed it to him. AJ poured a little in his hands and reached back to caress James' cock. James moaned. AJ inched backward until James' erection rested against his crack, then slowly rubbed up and down against it. The smile never left his face.

"You fucking tease," groaned James. "Come on."

AJ took James in hand and both rose and tilted him until the head of his cock brushed against his waiting hole. AJ locked eyes with James and then slid backwards and down, loving the lusty look in James' eyes as he sank lower and lower, taking in all of James one steel inch at a time until he was sitting on him. AJ closed his eyes a little from the passing pain. James put his hands around AJ's waist and held him tenderly.

Slowly, the smile rising again on his face, AJ began to rock back and forth and up and down and both of them closed their eyes and surfed the bliss. James' grip on AJ slackened as AJ went faster, totally in control, riding James' cock for all it was worth. James managed to grab a pillow and stuff it behind him eventually so he could sit up and hold AJ close. AJ grabbed the back of James' neck as soon as he came close and they kissed again, furiously, when they could concentrate.

"Yes, oh James, oh yes, yes," AJ panted in James' ear between kisses. "I love you, I love you so much..."

"I love you too AJ, don't stop, don't stop." James folded his arms over AJ's back and sucked on his neck. His hand went to AJ's cock and curled his fist around it, pumping hard. AJ threw his head back in ecstasy, his hips never missing a beat. James pressed his face deeper into AJ's neck and held on, his orgasm beginning to build inside him. All too soon James cried out and clutched AJ close, his orgasm ricocheting through him from one end to the other, a thick rope blasting out of him and inside AJ. James fell back on his pillow, exhausted, and AJ crept up with him, his erection jutting out in front of him. James opened his mouth and waved AJ forward with his tongue, and AJ slid his dick partially into James' waiting mouth. He jerked himself off with one hand, the other on the headboard steadying himself, and came with a grunt and a shiver. James obediently swallowed and gave AJ's cock a playful lick as he withdrew.

AJ rolled off James and curled up next to him, sliding a finger through the sweat on James' stomach. "We got time for a nap?"

"Hope so. I need one." James checked the clock. "Yeah, we got an hour. Let me just...hmph...reset this damn alarm...fucking thing. Aight. We're good." He caressed AJ's shoulder and they both settled in to catch some more sleep before they had to fly out for the next town.

On the flight word started to get around about a possible party. Guys were feeling strung out and wound up and a few of the guys jumped on it. Tommy leaned over to James from the next row and said, "I know I don't have to convince you to go."

"Course not," James said. "You know that ain't in my blood."

"Cool," Tommy replied. They bumped fists. "I'm bringing some Patron. You bringing Jack?"

"Yeah, I'll bring a couple of bottles. If the party sucks, I can always go back to my room and drink 'em."

Tommy laughed. "The man with the back up plan."

"You know it. Everybody coming?"

"Pretty much. Maybe someone can get us some weed."

"That'd be nice." James ignored AJ's reproachful look and grinned up at Tommy. "Bring the good stuff. I'm up for it."

Tommy grinned back twice as big.

After much more discussion, everybody decided to rent a large suite and have the party there. It had been a while since they'd had a big party where everyone could come, so why not do it big, they all figured. Truth was ut didn't take much for them to decide to do a big party. Sunshine coming out after a couple days of rain would do.

In the little kitchenette, Bobby was looking for a beer. He was tired, his knees hurt, he missed EY, and he hated having to avoid AJ. He pushed past a couple people, a little less politely than usual, and opened the refrigerator door to check out the score. No dice. He figured they were hiding the beer somewhere else and turned around to peer around the room. He spotted Pope and Tommy in the back whispering to each other. Pope saw him and excitedly waved. Bobby frowned the tiniest bit; it wasn't like Pope to wave at him. He went over anyway. Pope handed him a cold beer.

"Thanks man, this is exactly what I was looking for," Bobby said, and took a long drink. He sighed with relief after the beer cooled his throat and a real smile lit up his face briefly. Tommy and Pope exchanged a significant look.

"We need to get you drunk more often," said Tommy. "It's the only time you ever smile."

"You never see me smile, Tommy, because your face depresses me," Bobby retorted. Tommy opened his mouth to give it back just as good when Pope nudged him hard. Tommy rolled his eyes. "I gotta take a piss, but I'll be back for you, brother. You always got something smart to say, huh?"

"As opposed to you, who never does." Bobby said. He enjoyed messing with Tommy.

Pope chuckled. "Bobby throws the best shade. Just give it up and go, already, before you wet the carpet and he has to hit you with a newspaper."

Tommy rolled his eyes again and walked off, a beer in each hand. Bobby tilted his head. "He's going to the bathroom with two beers. Think one's an emergency urinal?"

"You never know with him," said Pope. He shot a glance at Bobby's beer and smiled a curious smile. "How are you doing tonight?"

"Fine," said Bobby. He took another swallow of his beer and Pope's own smile widened. "Yourself?"

"Great. Ask me again in an hour though. Things are really going to be popping. Tommy called his boy and he gave us some good shit."

"Oh yeah? Like what?" Bobby drained his beer. "Pot?"

"That too."

"What do you mean, 'that too'?" A colossal frown swiped across Bobby's face. Pope only smiled. Bobby held his bottle up to the light and stared hard at it...and noticed a little bit of strange residue at the bottom. His face swelled with anger. "The fuck have you done?"

"Calm down. It's nothing."

"It's not nothing. What did you put in that, asshole?"

"For that," Pope said, standing up and turning away, "I ain't telling you shit." Bobby grabbed for him but Pope melted into the crowd with a laugh. Bobby went after him, but Pope stayed one step ahead of him until his pursuit was stopped by a weaving James almost falling into his chest.

"M'bad," James apologized to Bobby's shoulder. "S'okay though...yeah."

"Damnit, James, get off me." Bobby pushed back. James stood upright for a second and then slowly leaned in the other direction. Bobby had to grab him again. "Beers getting at you ALREADY?"

James slurred, "geroff."

Bobby was sorely tempted to drop James on the floor and keep going after Pope, but a growing part of him insisted that he at least try to get James to a chair. He put one of James' arm around his neck and dragged him off to look for a spare chair. Surprisingly, he didn't find one. Everybody was draped over the available couches and chairs looking zoned out. Bobby suspected Pope and Tommy had been quite busy. He stood behind the big couch in thought. James' head lolled. Bobby sighed and went through James' pockets looking for his room key, as he'd done countless nights before.

"What room you staying in, James?"

James muttered. Bobby shook him and asked again. "417."

Bobby hugged him a little closer and started walking to the door. What crowd there was in his way parted at his coming, as if he were Moses instead of a guy making the weekly James-walk. He maneuvered James out of the door and down the hallway easily. When they got to the elevator James managed to lean against the wall and hold himself up that way for a change. Bobby pushed the down button. He looked over at James and saw James looking back.

"How you holding up?" Bobby asked.

"I'm not on the floor, so I give myself an A plus," James said.

"Grading on a curve, I see. Nice."

The elevator dinged and James pushed himself off with a grunt. He looped an arm around Bobby as they went inside. "You're funny," Bobby said as he pushed 4.

"I feel funny."

"Hope you didn't have the same drink I did."

"What what?"

"Pope put something in my drink. If it's not fun I'm gonna get that asshole later."

James laughed. "If it's not fun?"

"Well shit, I could use a couple laughs right now. It's been a long week. It don't help that you're out for blood."

"I guess. Not like I care, because, whatever, you brought this on yourself."

Bobby grunted. They were both quiet for a while. James opened his mouth to say something but closed it when the doors opened. They walked over to James' room, Bobby supporting James all the way. Bobby reached in James' pants and looked for the room key, strictly by habit now, coming up with it and unlocking the door. He dragged James inside and to the bed, where James sank down. Bobby noticed there was only one bed in this room, shrugged, and sat down on the other side of it. James had his boots kicked off and his belt unbuckled before Bobby's back hit the covers.

"You staying?" asked James.

"Nah, just lying here for a little while. I'm tired."

"Maybe it was a sleeping pill."

"Maybe so. I'm not high though. It's a little disappointing. On the other hand, you're not punching me in the face."

"Yeah, I don't really feel like it." James stretched. "I'm mellow."

"Me too."

"Will you still be mellow when AJ gets here?"

"Who knows."

"I hope so. He gets all bent outta shape when I bring you up, so stay mellow."

"I'll try." Bobby rolled over so he was along side James and close to his face. "Tell me something."

"Yeah, what?"

"Why him?"

"Who the fuck knows, really. We were hanging one night, I got horny, and he was there. You know how that goes. I still remember the first night I rolled over and rubbed my dick on you. I had a feeling you wouldn't flip out but I didn't expect you to put your hand in my draws."

Bobby smiled at the memory. "I didn't expect you to give me such a great blowjob, either."

"Had you hooked from the start, didn't I?"

"Through the bag and back."

They both laughed. James threw his leg over Bobby's and stroked his back. "We had a lot of good times together, didn't we?"

"Yeah."

"Why don't you act like it anymore? I kind of miss the old you."

"You know how I felt about AJ. I mean, I told you. I trusted you. And then I find out you two are dating? You didn't even tell me. I had to find out by accident. You seducing him the way you seduced me, no less."

James thought this over. "Huh. Yeah. I'm turning straight dudes out left and right."

"James."

"Okay. I did mean to tell you. I mean, you were the reason we kept things under wraps. I knew you'd flip out if you found out..."

"I still wish you had told me. I could have dealt with it."

"You're full of shit, Bobby," James said. "Full. Of. Shit. You know this. I know this. Your momma knows this. People who don't even know you know this."

Bobby turned on his side towards James so their faces were only inches apart. "Look who's talking," he said with a smile. James smiled back.

"At least I know I'm full of shit, " James said. "You keep acting like it's a chocolate milkshake."

Bobby snorted with laughter. "I do miss you too, sometimes."

"I know."

"Of course you do."

"I'm a smart dude. People should give me more credit."

Bobby snuggled a little closer. "I guess. But you know what, though, James? Even though I miss you I'm still never going to forgive you. You stole him. You knew I loved him and you stole him."

"You can't steal nobody."

"I don't care what anybody says. It's true."

"Aww shit. What next, you gonna kiss my cheeks and tell me I broke your heart?"

Amazingly, Bobby did just that. He took James' face in his rough hands and kissed him gently on both cheeks. "I knew it was you, James. You broke my heart. You broke my heart."

James laughed, but his smile soon faded. "I didn't mean for this to happen. For real I didn't expect it to get any farther than a couple quick blowjobs. Now it's like a HUGE THING and none of us can get out of it without looking bad. I ain't gonna let you win. Just on principle. And I know damn well you aren't gonna let me win. We're both just waiting for the big fight to happen, and we both know it."

"You always were good at getting to the meat of a situation."

"Especially when I'm drunk. I'm a good drunk psychiatrist." James pulled Bobby a little closer and rested his head on his. "I want to see what happens afterwards, anyway. Think we'll make up after the breakup?"

"After I break you and him up? Maybe."

"Listen to you with your big mouth."

"You love it. My big mouth and my big dick."

"If I wasn't so tired - "

"You'd fuck me. I know."

A smile squirreled around James' mouth. "Get some sleep, asshole."

"If you would just shut the fuck up, I would."

James did so. Bobby put an arm around James and rubbed his back before drifting off.

An hour and a half later the door lock clicked and AJ stepped into the room. He turned the lamp on and the sight on the bed made his mouth drop open. James and Bobby were curled into each other, sleeping deeply. AJ walked closer to the bed and watched them, both looking comfortable and contented. His forehead wrinkled as the guilt, never too far from him these days, rose up and washed over him. Then, as quietly as possible, he turned off the light and went to find somewhere else to crash.