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Jasper's POV

He was at the opposite bar when I caught his eye, he was shorter than both Edward and I, but beautiful for a twink. His skin was dark and his brown eyes were large and widely spaced. I nudged Edward in the ribs with my elbow, and nodded across the room towards the man.

Edward observed him for a minute before asking, "Him?"

I nodded, "He's been staring at us all night."

"Do you want to show him a good time?" He asked wickedly, "Bring him back to our place?"

I raised my eyebrows at him, "Seriously?"

He had had a lot to drink and is pretty unsteady on his feet, but his lips are determined and certain as they trace my neck, "Seriously. I want to see him under you."

I know back the rest of my gin and tonic in one gulp, before nodding, "Let's do it."

We crossed the crowded dance floor quickly, my arm firmly around Edward's waist and my eyes still locked with the mystery man's. We flanked him almost sub consciously, one on either side.

"Seen something you like?" Edward breathed loud enough for us both to hear, his finger lifting up the man's chin to look in his eyes.

"You could say that." He leaned back on his elbows against the bar top, thrusting his hips forwards.

He was wearing a cut off t-shirt, the kind that if Edward had worn it I would've refused to be seen with him, but we were looking for something different tonight.

I placed my hand on his exposed stomach, running my nails gently along his skin, and kissed below his ear, "Is this your first time here?"

He tore his eyes away from Edward's and looked up at me once more, "No way." He over tongued the words, I could see it flicking between his lips.

"We've never seen you here before." Edward murmured, running his fingers along the man's jaw.

"I've seen you. Although you're usually a little more pre-occupied with each other."

That was true. Any time Edward and I came here, it was for the purpose of dancing, getting drunk, a public grope then stumbling home to fuck. We never went cruising for twinks, until tonight.

This had all started a few nights ago. Emmett, Liam and Rosalie had come up to see us off before we left for Europe for the summer. I had been delighted to see that Rose and Emmett were now together. Liam hadn't changed since high school, he now ran a RPG website from home. He couldn't have created a more perfect job for himself.

Edward cooked dinner, and we managed to find enough seating space so that we could all eat together. It had been Liam who had first raised the issue.

"I had the most amazing threesome last week." He said casually as he finished the last of his noodles.

"Really?" Edward asked, looking at him with surprise, "I thought that was pretty much a desperate last attempt by failed marriages to spice things up."

"What!" Emmett almost yelled, "You're fucking with me Cullen. You're honestly saying you and Jazz have never invited someone else to play?"

We both shook our heads, "Never really . . wanted anyone else."

Rosalie smiled, "I think that's sweet. But you really don't know what you're missing."

"You too?" I asked incredulously.

She just smiled mischievously.

And since then I just couldn't get the idea out of my head. I had first mentioned it to Edward the night before last as we'd walked home from a late night at the shop. He'd agreed.

"Could you do it though? Watch me with someone else and not get jealous? Because I don't know if I could." He said as we crossed the road to our street.

"I think so. Once it was someone I knew was no threat. Know what I mean?"

And that's how we'd decided to go for the twink. We look about twenty years older, only two years younger than us but his pretty face was much more boyish.

I turned my attention back to the man, "What's your name?"

"Eoin. And yours?"

"Jasper." I growled as Edward placed his hand over mine on Eoin's stomach, "This is Edward." I indicated him with my free hand.

"Would you like to come home with us tonight Eoin?" Edward asked, his hand danced lower to cover the bulge in Eoin's white jeans.

"Yes." He said shamelessly.

Our apartment was a twenty minute walk from the club. Edward and I usually walked home, the cold air sobered us up, I liked to remember all the times I was with Edward and not just hazy ideas. But tonight we called a taxi, I was in no mood for casual chit chat, and honestly I wouldn't have known what to say.

The three of us rode in the back of the cab, and it was a jumble of limbs. I scrambled over Eoin's lithe frame in my attempts to find Edward's lips with mine. Eoin seemed content merely observing for now.

Edward took the key from under the door mat and opened our front door. We led Eoin straight through the dark sitting room to our untidy bedroom, careful not to trip over the assorted armchairs and spindly tables.

As soon as the door had swung shut behind us, we shared a moment of shy silence, unsure as to how we were to proceed. Edward broke it by crossing his arms over his chest and pulling his shirt over his head. Eoin and I followed his example by stripping off our own clothes, discarding without even caring where they fell.

I pulled Eoin to the bed with me, kissing him for the first time. His lips were bowed and smaller than Edward's, and I felt like I didn't know where to put my hands on him, his hips flared out slightly more than Edward's, and his legs were shorter, but these differences were just that, different. As I adjusted to the feel of his body, he started to emit small moans.

I pulled away from him to gasp, "Bottom?"

He nodded hastily, "Definitely."

Edward had now joined us, I rocked back onto my knees and shook my hair from my eyes. Edward and I exchanged a glance and I mouthed, "I love you." He repeated it.

I instructed Eoin to roll over to his hands and knees, Edward ran his hands over his ass, "First time Eoin?"

He shook his head, offended, "No way."

"How many men have you taken? More than me would you say?"

"I don't know."

"More than ten?" Edward asked, running his finger gently around Eoin's hole.

"Yes." Eoin moaned as Edward pushed one finger inside of him and twisted.

"Well, that's more than Jasper and I put together. He's the only one I've even fucked, or been fucked by. How does it feel knowing you'll be my second?"

My head snapped up. I had forgotten that.

"I'm surprised." Eoin said honestly.

"Do you like to suck cock Eoin?"

"Yes."

"Well, how about you suck my cock, while my beautiful Jasper sticks himself in your ass." He let out a low moan as he removed his fingers.

I quickly shuffled into Edward's vacated position and ran my hands down his dark back, before placing a kiss on his shoulder, "Sounds good to me."

I eased myself into him as slowly as I could, not wanting to hurt him. But he was incredibly tight, the feeling of him wrapped around me so closely was almost unbearable and I grit my teeth as I fought not to pound into him.

I kept my eyes on Edward the entire time as he pushed himself between Eoin's lips, bracing his hands on his shoulders. Eoin moaned at the sensation of being double filled, and that set me off. I pulled back out entirely then shoved myself straight back in. I was overwhelmed by the feeling of something so different. I rarely took Edward from this position, and knew I wouldn't last long.

Edward's eyes had fluttered closed and his mouth had fallen slightly open, in an expression of perfect bliss. Eoin was extremely vocal and responsive, the slightest angle change from me had him moaning. Fucking him was almost no work on my part, it was text book.

Edward groaned a curse and I knew he was about to come. I grabbed Eoin by the hips, only barely remembering to reach below him and grab his cock before I began to come too. Eoin came almost instantly when he felt me blow inside him, I pulled out in time to watch Edward's orgasm hit. Edward coming was beautiful, his angel's face became more angular as he clenched his teeth, and his tousled hair fell into his eyes, his hands too pre occupied with holding onto Eoin's shoulders to push it back.

When I woke the following morning, it was with my head resting on Edward's bare stomach and the sheets kicked down around my feet. He was already awake, I could feel his fingers twisting and playing in my hair.

I opened my bleary eyes and looked up at him through my eyelashes, he was smiling.

"Good morning."

"Good morning." I replied. I shifted myself up his body until our eyes were level, "Eoin is gone."

"Yes. Didn't want to face the awkward goodbyes I guess."

I laughed, "Well I'm glad he's not interrupting our Sunday morning routine of pancakes and power ballads."

Edward smiled again, "True, so . . "

"So?"

"Was he any good?" He was blushing, unusual for Edward.

"Nothing on you if that's what you're really asking."

The shades of red on his cheeks deepened, "He swallowed."

"I noticed."

"That was different."

"Was it what you thought it would be?" I asked, crossing my arms over his chest.

"It was nice to have someone submit to me for once, you're far too proud for that. But it was quick. I wouldn't want it every night." He contemplated.

"Again?" I questioned.

"Depends, I'm pretty happy with just us for now."

"Me too. Now, how about those pancakes?"

We rolled out of bed and I managed to find two pairs of pyjama bottoms, we pulled them on and headed to our tiny kitchen.

I once again ignored the 'rent due' notice stuck to our fridge as I searched for eggs and milk. It was Edward's turn to pick and album, and he rifled through the cd drawer as I measured cups of flour.

Tommy used to work on the docks, union's been on strike he's down on his luck -

I raised a sticky whisk to my mouth and yelled for the chorus, "WOAHH!! WE'RE HALFWAY THERE!! WOAHHH LIVIN' ON A PRAYER!"

I threw the whisk to Edward, flecks of butter flew out behind it, "TAKE MY HAND AND WE'LL MAKE IT I SWEAR, WOAHHH! LIVIN' ON A PRAYER!"

I proceeded to dance around as I flipped the first pancake. By the time the final guitar notes had faded away, we were both exhausted, the table was set and there was a small stack of pancakes beside the cooker.

We sat down to breakfast together as we did every Sunday morning, nothing had changed.

I hope you enjoyed that!

The next few chapters will be their trip around Europe, let me know if there's any countries/cities/areas you want mentioned! Or any funny experience or ideas you think the boys would have.

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