Edsgrl16: I know, I know!! I should've had this chapter out at least 2 weeks ago but I've been so busy lately!!

Yami: Softball's started up again for La Salle High School and because the teachers think the sophomore class is made up of fuckin' super computers, we've been getting a crap-load of homework due the next day.

Edsgrl16: I am in the middle of an all-nighter as we speak. I am currently taking a break from the endless homework and doing this before I have to go back to doing my history.

Yami: So, please enjoy this section of 'The Bet'.

Edsgrl16: Oh, and if we're not too lazy any time soon, we might do a threesome in here somewhere.

Yami: Wish us luck.

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"Rooooooyyyyyy!! I'm boooooooored!!"

Roy sighed, looking over at the couch from the armchair he sat in. Edward was sprawled out on the couch, his arm covering his eyes. His hair was kept back in a loose ponytail and he was only in a pair of shorts and a T-shirt or rather, had been like this since they'd gotten back from the hospital almost 15 hours ago.

"Go find a book to read, then," Roy said, going back to the small stack of papers he was working on. Wait, strike that. Going back to the small stack of papers he was behind in and that Riza would kill him for if she knew he hadn't finished yet.

"I don't wanna read," Edward whined, shaking his head slightly.

"You're sounding like a 5-year-old, Ed," Roy said, keeping his mind on the paperwork he signed. "Don't make me treat you like it."

"But I'm bored!" Edward whined once again, bending his legs up to rest on the couch again.

"Read a book," Roy suggested again.

"Roy!!"

"Find a game," he said, jerking his head in the direction of the coat closet. "There might be a few old board games up there. Find one you want and bring it back here."

"Will you play with me?" Edward asked, finally dragging his arm off his eyes to look at the older male.

"If you find a game."

The blonde smiled, walking over to the closet. The lower half of his body was feeling a lot better; thank the gods for painkillers, and now it only hurt if he moved it a certain way. So all he had to do was make sure he wasn't doing any back handsprings or flips and he'd be fine.

Scowling slightly at the games sitting on the high shelf of the closet, he reached into the small space to grab a small stool he'd stashed in there earlier in the week. The doorbell surprised him, but he made no move to get off his stool as he reached to the back of the shelf.

"S'open!" he half-grunted, stretching his arm as far back as it would go.

"Well, what do we have here?"

Roy looked over the back of his chair to see Hughes and Havoc walking into the house, their gazes on what Edward was doing. "What are you doing here?" he asked, looking back at his work.

"Hawkeye wanted us to give you a message," Havoc replied, the two moving over to the living room where Roy sat. "More of a threat than a message really."

"Turn in your paperwork by the end of the week or you will become very good friends with my gun," Hughes threatened, smiling a little at the look of pure terror on Roy's face.

"Thanks for the warning," he mumbled, knowing that Riza was completely serious in her threats. She always was.

"I found some!!"

Roy set his paperwork on the table beside him as Edward came running back in the living room, a few boxes in his arms. "Slow down, Ed," Hughes said. "Didn't you just get out of the hospital?"

"Yeah, but I'm feeling a lot better," the blonde replied. He didn't notice Roy's smirk in remembrance of that day.

***FLASHBACK***

Roy turned on the T.V. when he had carried Edward home, the blonde already having fallen asleep on the couch.

"There has been a devastating fire in a house on 384 Pike Way," the news anchor said, looking at the papers in his hands as pictures of the destroyed house appeared up near his head. "Nothing seemed to have survived and though the owner of the house got out alive, paramedics aren't sure he'll make it with the degree of the burns he acquired."

Roy just smirked, leaning back in his chair as he continued to listen to the good news.

***BACK TO NORMAL***

"What games did ya get, Ed?" Havoc asked, Hughes leaning on the arm of the chair Roy was sitting in as he leaned against the couch.

"Well, I found Twister, Clue, and Monopoly," Edward replied, looking at the three boxes he set on the table.

"Twister," both Hughes and Roy said together. Edward shrugged, bringing the other two games back to the closet.

"I'll spin," Hughes volunteered, taking the plastic and cardboard spinner from the smaller blonde as Havoc spread out the plastic playing mat. "Shoes and socks off." Both Roy and Havoc stepped out of their shoes and socks, Edward not having to worry about any of that, as well as taking off their jackets. "Let's get started."

Fourteen 'Left Hands', seventeen 'Right Feet', twenty two 'Right Hands', two 'Left Feet', a rainbow of four colors, a plastic mat, and three bodies later, the three players were tangled up in ways they didn't think possible.

"How about we make this interesting?" Havoc suggested, grunting slightly as he brought his left hand from a green spot to a red spot beside Edward's left foot.

"Like how?" Roy asked, moving his right foot to a different yellow spot.

"First one to fall has to do whatever the other players say," Havoc bargained. "Sorry, Hughes, you can't be part of this."

"That's fine," Hughes said. "Gracia will be expecting me home in a few minutes, anyway."

"Deal," Roy grunted.

It was at that exact moment that Edward decided to slip and fall, landing on Roy on his way down to the floor.

"Looks like you lose, chief," Havoc teased, Hughes setting the spinner down on the table.

"Good luck, Roy, Havoc," he said, waving as he headed out the door, closing and locking it behind him.

"H-Hang on a minute!" Edward stuttered, scooting up against the couch as the two older men started to move closer to him. "I never technically agreed to the deal!"

"Yes, but Roy did and he counts for your choice," Havoc told him, a small grin on his face.

"Well, how's that fair?!" Edward demanded, blushing lightly as Roy got closer to his face.

"Because I'm older and because I said so," the black-haired man whispered, his breath tickling the younger blonde's face.

"B-But—"

Roy quickly found a sufficient way to shut the younger up. By kissing him. Edward squeaked into the kiss as Havoc's hand found its way past the waistband of his shorts, well, technically boxers, teasing the skin around his slowly awakening erection.

"Are we sure he's okay to do this?" Havoc asked, Roy's hand delving under Edward's boxers to join the older blonde in his strokes.

"If he is well enough for a game of Twister, he'll be fine for this," Roy replied, leaning over to nibble a little on the smaller blonde's ear. "Aren't you well enough for a little threesome, Fullmetal?"

"Ngh…f-fuck…!" Edward gasped, choking back the moans that wanted to come out.

Roy smirked, barely picking up his pace. "That means yes to me," he said, drawing his hand out from the blonde's boxers.

Havoc shrugged slightly, the small smile still on his face. "Good enough for me," he agreed.

"W-Why are you two against me?" Edward stuttered nervously, as all hands were removed from his boxers.

Roy smirked, giving the blonde a quick kiss to the lips. "Because you're just too innocent for your own good," he whispered.

"Let's start up the game again," Havoc said, standing up with Roy.

"Twister?" Roy wondered, each of them taking one of Edward's arms to help the boy stand up on his own legs again. "What are the stakes this time?"

"Edward can't do anything to us because he still has to do whatever we say but we can do whatever we want to him," Havoc bargained, spinning the plastic controller for the game.

"How the hell is that fair?!" Edward demanded, his erection forming an impressive tent in the front of his boxers as he crossed his arms and blushed deeply. "I can't do anything but play the game and you guys can do whatever the hell you want to me?!"

"That's part of what happens when you lose, Eddy," Havoc teased, flicking the younger blonde lightly on the nose. "Right hand green."

Edward sighed, bending over to give the two older men a perfect view of his ass through his boxers as he placed his hand on a green circle. Havoc and Roy grinned at each other, stripping off their clothes until they were down to their own boxers, pulling Edward's own T-shirt off with little complaint from its owner.

"Left foot red," Roy said, the three of them placing their left feet on different red circles.

Another seventeen 'Left Feet', twelve 'Right Hands', three 'Left Hands', and thirty-five 'Right Feet' later, the three were in even more compromising positions then they were in before their bet had initially started when Hughes had been the spinner.

"L-Left foot yellow," Havoc grunted, maneuvering his leg between Edward's to reach the only other unoccupied yellow circle. A grin came to his face and he lifted his leg slightly, rubbing against the blonde's reawakening erection through his boxers.

The blonde gasped, almost losing his balance as the older blonde applied more pressure to his ministrations. "Don't lose your balance or we'll have to punish you, Ed," Havoc warned, continuing to rub the blonde's clothed erection. Edward moaned quietly as more pressure was added, his legs starting to shake, until the spinner landed on left foot green and the glorious leg left.

"Havoc," he moaned, already missing the toying leg on his cock.

"Roy, would you like to help him with his 'little problem'?" Havoc suggested, smirking as the spinner landed on right hand red.

"Who are you calling—?!?!?!"

Edward never got to finish his sentence when Roy reached his hand over to the red dot directly under him, taking a slight detour to gently palm his erection through the cotton cloth of his boxers. The blonde's own hand started creeping its way down to join Roy's when Havoc reached over and lost their game of Twister, keeping both his arms behind his back as the older male continued his ministrations.

"Roy," the younger blonde groaned as his boxers pooled around his waist, Roy's hand wrapping loosely around his cock and giving it a few slow strokes. He gasped as Havoc pushed a spit-covered finger past the ring of muscles around his entrance, stretching him out for what he would be getting hopefully sooner rather than later.

"Roy…ngh…fuck…" Edward moaned and groaned as his erection was being lazily stroked on one end, his prostate being gently prodded by the two fingers in his ass scissoring him to stretch him out even more. Roy leaned forward, licking along the shaft to pick up the beads of pre-cum that had leaked down the sides because him and Havoc.

"Who do you want, Edward?" Havoc whispered huskily in the younger blonde's ear as he added a third finger, feeling him shiver at the tone of his voice.

"B-Both of you," Edward whispered, a deep blush covering his cheeks.

Havoc and Roy grinned at each other, leaving Edward alone long enough to shed their own boxers. "You sure about this, chief?" Havoc whispered. Edward nodded, moaning quietly as Roy gently sucked and nipped at his neck. The older blonde gave one quick thrust into the boy now sitting on his lap, using all his self-control not to thrust back into the glorious tight heat he was surrounded by.

"Edward?" Roy asked, getting in position in the back, the tip of his own spit-covered erection brushing against his entrance.

Edward took a deep breath, nodding slightly. Roy leaned forward and kissed the blonde, thrusting up in one quick thrust, groaning at the feeling of Havoc's cock brushing against his as well as the unbearable tight heat surrounding him.

Havoc leaned forward and gently kissed away the tears starting to escape from Edward's eyes, Roy helping to relieve the pain by gently stroking the blonde's neglected erection.

Edward squeezed his eyes shut, biting back a pained scream. Havoc had been fine going in, but with Roy, it had felt like he was going to split in half. After a few minutes, the pain was slowly starting to subside.

"M-Move," he stuttered softly.

"Hmm?" Roy and Havoc looked at him, not quite sure what he'd said.

"Move, you idiots!!!" Edward screamed at him, moaning quietly as Havoc pulled out and thrust back in, brushing against his prostate with the smallest touch. As he pulled out again, Roy thrust in, both men moaning at the feelings coursing through their bodies.

Edward moaned loudly at the constant onslaught of pleasure he was getting, his mind being overwhelmed with the sensation of two cocks fucking him and ramming into his prostate over and over and over again.

Havoc moaned loudly as he reached his climax, coming inside the boy. Roy groaned, the older blonde's cum helping him move as a few more thrusts brought him over the edge, joining Havoc in an orgasm of his own. Edward came last, coming with a loud moan and covering Roy's hand and his own stomach.

The two men pulled out of the smaller blonde, Roy getting up and coming back with a towel, wiping all of them off. Edward gave a small smile as both kissed him, keeping him warm between their bodies.

"We're gonna need more painkillers," Roy muttered, dreading the trip to the pharmacy.

"If you want sex in the next week, duh." Edward's response was quiet, his eyes starting to flutter shut.

"Staying here tonight, Havoc?" Roy asked, looking over at the older blonde. He nodded, standing up with Edward in his arms, the blonde boy already asleep and starting to snore lightly.

Roy grimaced at the mess surrounding him, kicking the plastic mat under them to the wall. "Damn," he muttered, looking at the ruined mat. "I was really starting to like that game."

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I'm late, I'm late, I know!!! But, hey! You got a long chapter and a threesome so you can't kill me!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!

Again, sorry I haven't written in, like, forever, but…my grades need to improve, I've got softball, I've actually got a social life for the first time in a few years, I've got band trips, I've got teachers who think my sophomore class is made up of fuckin' super computers, I've got driver's ed to pass, I've got stories to get done…I've got a lot of shit to do. I also need to get my love life figured out. *sigh* Why do I have to love him? …Sorry, was I rambling again? I seem to do that a lot lately.

Anyway, sorry again for the lateness and I'll try to get another chapter soon. There's only about 10 or 12 or somewhere along that line chapters left to write and then it's the end of "The Bet"! Sadness. : ( Well, at the end, I'll have a party with my yami and we'll party like its 1999!!! Sorry, we're dorks, but you can't help but love us.