I can't believe that this is the penultimate chapter. The epilogue is typed and will be up tomorrow. Andy and Ianto have a frank conversation that contains language of a sexual nature.

Chapter 26

Andy found himself pacing the floor, swigging back his beer, before Ianto arrived. He wondered why he was so nervous. 'He had a lot to tell him sure, and he was over Ianto being with Jack wasn't he? He wanted to keep Ianto as a friend; that was the only thing that made sense. Ianto would forgive him for lying wouldn't he?'

As Ianto approached Andy's door he too was nervous. He was going to tell him all about Jack. He wanted to say it out loud. Andy was his oldest friend and he was gay; surely he'd understand more than anyone how Ianto felt, certainly more than his family. He pressed the button on the door. A few seconds later Andy buzzed him in. Ianto noted the open beer can as he stepped into the room.

'Started without me I see,' he said trying to break the ice.

'Here have one,' Andy replied tossing him a can. 'I thought we'd have Indian tonight. I'll order the usual now.' Andy rang through the order and they sat down on the sofa next to each other.

'I had a meeting with Torchwood today; Jack was there. Have you heard from him yet?'

Ianto turned to face him. 'I knew there was something going on. Jack told me he was going to talk to them and he texted me that he'd be late but he didn't mention that you were there.'

'No, I asked him not to. I wanted to talk to you about something first.' Now Ianto was intrigued. 'What's going on, Andy? Come on tell me. I've known you were keeping secrets for a while.'

'I'm sorry Ianto, but those were my orders. About two years ago I went out on a call. There was a creature; it had attacked someone and was holed up in a warehouse on the docks. I was told to let in people from Torchwood and I met Tosh and Owen. These things turned out to be aliens, weevils they're called and it seems they live in the sewers. They usually aren't a problem but sometimes one goes rogue. After this it was suggested that I act as Torchwood liaison; anything that sounded like a weevil or anything strange I called them in. When you started chasing Jack Harkness I knew there was a Torchwood involvement, but not exactly what. They needed police back up that night at Romanski's so I got called in and I met Harkness and the Doctor with John Hart. How did you find out that I was involved?'

Ianto looked rather guilty. The door knocked and the food was delivered. Andy set it on the table and began to put it on plates.

'I followed you,' Ianto spluttered. 'I followed you to the hotel and saw you with Jack and the Doctor. After that I hid in your boot; you gave me a key. And then I knocked you out. I understand that you couldn't tell me. Was that why you were in there today?'

'Yes, and to tell them that Swanson suggested that I needed a partner; I suggested you as you already knew about Torchwood. I had to tell her what happened, Ianto.'

'So let me get this clear. You and I would be police liaison for Torchwood. You didn't tell them about me and Jack did you?'

'Yes and no, Ianto. They already knew about you two going away together; I don't know how but I think Alonso Frame had something to do with it. So I'm assuming from that that there is a you and Jack then. Let's eat and then you can spill the beans.'

Ianto swallowed more of his beer and began to eat the curry. As usual Andy had chosen something hot for himself and was already swallowing more Brains to cool down. He got up and got two more cans then sat back, plate in hand, dipping naan bread into the sauce.

'Well Ianto, you and Jack, has he worked his legendary charm? Come on tell me. How far have you gone?' Ianto blushed bright scarlet.

'What you've let him fuck you! Already!' Andy said.

'No, not yet,' Ianto replied quietly, 'but we've dabbled.'

'So what's his dabbling like then?' Andy asked unable to keep the smirk from his face.

'I'll get to that later. I don't know what it is about him, Andy. It's more than the obvious. He was kind to me and we got talking at the beach. I wanted to kiss him so I asked him.'

'What you just said Jack will you kiss me?' Andy asked.

'More or less yes, that's how it was.'

'So what's it like kissing Jack Harkness?'

Ianto thought for a moment. 'It's odd kissing a man but it was good, Andy. I liked kissing him. I liked him kissing me.'

'Give you a hard on did it.' Andy failed to hide the annoyance in his tone.

'Yes, I'm sorry but it did. I can't explain it, Andy. Anyway, you know it's not the first time I've been with a man.'

'Oh yeah that bloke sucked you off at that party when you were drunk. So did Harkness do that too?' Andy leaned in as he swallowed more beer and whispered. 'What's his cock like then? You must have seen it.'

'Shit, are you deliberately trying to make me go red?' Ianto asked, swigging more beer himself. 'Okay, I'll tell you; his cock isn't massive but it's not small either!' Ianto managed a smile.

'So have you sucked him off then?'

'No, but he has me, and yes he's good at it, yes I came and yes he swallowed every drop! Is that enough detail for you or do you want length and girth. Sorry I forgot my measuring tape but I'm sure he won't mind. And you know Andy, measuring tapes never lie!'

'Okay, I get the message,' Andy protested. 'Still that's impressive but then I believe he's had a lot of practice. How can you be sure that he isn't out fucking someone else now?'

'I can't, Andy; he's admitted that his reputation is justified. He's also said that he can be monogamous. Look, Andy I can't explain it alright. I was never adverse to the idea of men. I've been around you all my life and you've had your share of casual sex. Christ, Andy you let John Hart fuck you more than once so don't come all holier than thou with me.' Ianto was getting annoyed now and the beer was beginning to talk.

'But I know what I'm doing Ianto. You don't know what men are like!'

'Shit, Andy I am a man unless you missed that. I'm 25 not 15. I've just found out all sorts of things about my life. Next you'll be saying that I'm only on the rebound from Lisa or suffering from PTSD. Andy, I want him to fuck me. In fact I could go from here tonight, go home, stick my arse in the air and say Jack, fuck me and he probably would.'

'So he'd take advantage of you then,' Andy continued.

Ianto calmed down a bit and thought. 'No, he wouldn't to be honest but you've made me more certain of what I want.' Ianto stopped and looked Andy in the eyes. 'By the way, I've fucked him!'

'What! I thought you hadn't got that far yet.'

'No, I said he hadn't fucked me. There is a difference. He wanted me to have some experience of what to do and what would happen. It was good, Andy. It felt so right and I want to do it again. So where does that leave me? I don't know. I'm not broadcasting this yet. Can you imagine me telling Rhiannon? Hey Sis, I've got a new partner, yeah he's called Jack. Yes I did say he. No I've not exactly gone bender. Oh and by the way he's the leader of an organisation that chases aliens!'

'Putting it that way I can see what you mean. So you're going to see how things go then,' Andy asked.

'Yes, Andy. I'm not rushing in to anything. I'll know when I'm ready and Jack will wait. I believe you're all meeting tomorrow. So what's this Alonso like then? Do I detect a bit of interest from you? You know what they say about sailors!'

'He's interesting but he has huge ears. He's bringing someone with him tomorrow. Did Jack tell you that he spoke to the Queen today?'

'What Jack spoke to the actual Queen?'

'Yeah, it seems Torchwood answers only to her. I think Jack had spoken to her before.' By now they were onto their fifth cans and feeling a little tipsy.

'Now,' Ianto said. 'I've spilled about Jack. What was Hart like then?'

'Where do I begin? He had the most impressive cock I've ever seen and the things he could do with his tongue. I swear he had more than two hands at times.' They spent the rest of the night talking about Hart and everything else that had happened over the last week. At eleven a rather drunken Ianto phoned Jack who drove over to collect him.'

'He's a bit drunk, Jack. Don't take advantage,' Andy warned, slurring his words.

'Andy, I have no intention of doing so,' Jack replied. 'I care about him a lot.'

'See,' said Ianto hanging on to the other man. 'He loves me!' Andy looked at Jack to see what his face was saying.

'Come on you; time for bed,' Jack said smiling.

'With you?' Ianto asked hopefully.

'Yes but to sleep, that's all.'

Later, as Ianto lay snoring with Jack curled around is back, he whispered into the younger man's ear. 'You may well be right, Ianto Jones. Perhaps I do love you.'