Disclaimer: This story is so ridiculous it's not funny. I have come up with another random bout of drivel in my head and.. whelp... here it comes! This is AU, but will kind of stick to the current story line in ways. The character are pretty much OOC, because really, what do I know about the real Colby, Joseph, or Jonathan other than what is put on their TV characters. Yes, my character is pretty much the definition of Mary-Sue. If that bothers you, find another damn story! =D This is a Seth/Roman/Dean/OC story and they all intermingle. Polyamory and pansexuality involved!

A/N: Sooooo, LOTS of smut guys. And for the first time in, I think, ever... I have written m/m smut! This will be in italics so you can skip if m/m is not your cup of tea, or you can read if you like badly written yaoi haha. Seriously, don't flame me for my first time writing it please. There's no major story progression at all in this. It is literally just smut, because I felt like trying out the m/m scene. Hopefully you all still enjoy!

I OWN NOTHING! I GET NOTHING EXCEPT FUN OUT OF WRITING THIS!

KairiAnneYukari ^.^

Italics are the m/m smut scene! Progress to the non-italics if you want to skip it!

"Jon, stop moping around and get up before I tie you to the bed," Joe sighed, prompting smacking the smaller man on the ass.

He heard an indignant response before Jon finally moved to roll over, leveling Joe with a glare and undeniably cute pout.

"They get alone time and here we are waiting for a show tomorrow night," Jon sighed.

Joe frowned and sat on the bed, thinking over his response. He felt a little hurt by the comment, but he understood what Jon was saying. It felt weird not being a quartet, and it had been along time since it had just been the two of them, Colby having been around with them since the very beginning.

"I'm sorry you're stuck with me then," Joe muttered, "We can go to the bar or-"

A groan cut him off and he turned to see Jon rising. Suddenly he was pulled into a sparking kiss and he immediately cupped Jon's slightly scruffy cheeks, pressing his mouth harder to the other man's. The long kiss quickly degraded into many short, small kisses until Jon pulled away.

"You know that's not what I meant big guy, it's just sucks they get to get away alone, and we have to stay in the hotel here until the show is over tomorrow night," Jon said softly, "I'm always happy to have one on one time with you."

Joe easily fell victim to Jon's dimples and intense eyes, and decided to play along as Jon crawled into his lap and settled down. Running his hands down Jon's thighs, he squeezed softly just to earn a gasp and lightening flashing through his lover's blue orbs.

"Mm, you like being alone with me? Why could that be?" Joe rumbled quietly.

Without waiting for a response he leaned down and took Jon's ear between his teeth and lips, suckling gently but with enough bite that he was squirming in his lap.

"Mmmmm Joe," Jon moaned softly, "Keep doing that and I'll show you just why."

Joe chuckled and almost responded to the tease but Jon's firm rear suddenly pressed hard into his growing dick, wiggling and providing amazing friction. Joe groaned and clamped his hands down on Jon's thighs, holding him close.

"Damn it baby boy," Joe growled hoarsely.

Jon smirked as he pulled back, giving Joe a wink before rocking his hips again, both men gasping at the contact.

"Well, you gonna fuck me or do I have to fuck myself?" Jon teased.

Joe's eyes flashed dangerously dark before he flipped them over, pinning Jon beneath him.

"As much as I'd love to see that, I'd much rather be the one making you scream," Joe muttered as he kissed down the lightly tanned skin of Jon's neck.

The smaller man whimpered and tilted his head away, providing more area for Joe to kiss and bite until he came to his shirt.

"Shirt off," Joe ordered.

He pulled back enough for Jon to sit up and tear the clothing off while Joe worked on his pants. Once the sandy haired man was naked, Joe looked over his body in interest. For years he had seen this body, and it still amazed him. To prove it to Jon without words, he ran his hands up his muscular legs, taking time to press a kiss up each inch of each leg.

"Hmph, Joooe," Jon groaned, "Don't fucking tease man."

Joe chuckled and looked up into those captivating blue eyes as he leaned up, skipping the last few inches of thighs and instead licking the leaking precum from Jon's slit. Jon hissed and fell completely on his back, arching into Joe's touch. The Samoan easily slid his mouth over the thick cock and let out a low moan. With the hectic schedules involving all four of them, and being wrapped up in daily life, it had been a while since he had really took the time to please Jon or Seth. Sex came often, but really enjoying their bodies had fallen to the wayside of business.

"Fuck Joe," Jon whined huskily, "I've missed your mouth so fucking much!"

Joe made an agreeing sound and got to work, wanting to feel and hear Jon come undone unlike he had in a while. While creating the familiar rhythm with his mouth, he took time to reach up Jon's body and push his fingers into his mouth. Joe pulled back slightly.

"Get 'em nice and wet baby," he demanded.

Jon groaned and Joe had to moan as he felt lips and tongue wrapping around his fingers. Jon had an amazingly talented mouth. He eagerly got back to work and took his spit slicked fingers out of oral heaven to press against the tight hole.

"Shit!"

Joe held back a laugh as he felt Jon's body move in conflict; His legs falling to the side in surrender and his ass tightening. Gently he maneuvered one finger in, and then the second, and in a matter of seconds Jon was bucking into his mouth and against his fingers, nearly begging for more. Joe pulled off his cock with a pop and grinned evilly.

"What do you want baby boy?" he cooed.

Jon's gaze snapped open and he glared at the Samoan.

"Fuck- Fuck you Joe. You know- ooooh- what I fucking want!" Jon growled, interrupted by Joe stabbing his prostate deliciously.

It was on purpose of course. Jon was always mouthy and talking, it did some good in Joe to see him stumbling over his words and even more so because he was causing it.

"Tell me baby," Joe ordered lowly.

"God damn it Joseph!" Jon snarled, "I want you to fuck me, asshole."

With a big grin, Joe gave one last lick up Jon's dick and stood quickly. His cock was achingly hard as he dropped his pants and boxers. He quickly slicked his palm and covered his erection in his spit and precum, trying to get a lubed as possibly without actual lube. That thought made him pause.

"Do you want me to get lube?" he asked hesitantly.

Jon shook his head quickly.

"You know I don't need that shit, like it to hurt," Jon said lowly, "Now fuck me with that fucking stallion dick."

Joe almost laughed but the lust in Jon's eyes overwhelmed him with the need to do just what was said. He promptly topped Jon and lined his thick head with his best friend's tight hole, emitting a low moan as he was encompassed in delicious heat. Jon arched his back into the Samoan and reached up, tangling his fingers tightly in the raven locks while pulling him down. The bliss on Jon's flushed face was almost angelic.

"Oh my fucking god Joe," Jon moaned brokenly.

Joe took a deep breath and paused to stop the urge to cum right then. Suddenly Jon's hips rolled and shoved his ass farther onto Joe's erection, causing both men to groan.

"Fucking tease," Joe grumbled, but his smirk gave away his amusement.

"Not my fault your not moving," Jon retorted, giving his biggest smirk.

That was quickly erased as Joe snapped his hips, plunging the final inches inside of the Ohioan's ass. Jon's gasp was loud and sharp in the quiet room, and caused an unstoppable reaction. Joe spread the other man's legs farther, allowing them to become planted on his shoulders, and teasingly ghosted his hand up the thick cock straining for touch between them. The Samoan man watched in avid lust as his cock disappeared and came back out of the tight hole, each thrust causing Jon's dick to twitch and jump, begging for attention.

"Please," Jon barely uttered.

"Please what baby?" Joe asked gruffly.

"Fucking damn it, I'll do it myself!"

Joe watched in minor amusement as Jon reached out and gripped his dick hard, moaning wantonly, but immediately smacked Jon's hand away and took over.

"Oh shi- fuck yes! Gonna cum!"

Joe's eyes greedily took in Jon's crimson face and chest, the euphoric expression quickly overtaking his face as his cock spilled precum in anticipation.

"Leati, c-cum with me," Jon bit out, "Fill my ass."

"Shit," Joe cursed softly.

Finally he let himself feel and pay attention to the hot velvet gripping his dick perfectly. Each thrust of his hips and jerk of his hand had the smaller man writhing and bucking with the need to cum.

"Oh f- shit, yes, that's it Joe, right- right- fuck!"

Jon's core tightened impossibly around Joe's length and the shuddering of his lover's muscles took him over the edge.

"Goddamn Jon!"

Joe barely caught himself with his hand next to Jon's head as he fell, embraced in the tight clutches of Jon's body. The Ohioans pulsing heat had him quivering in delight, his teeth dug into his lip in a resolve not to fall on his partner. As the last flows of his orgasm calmed, Joe carefully removed himself from Jon and laid next to him. Jon easily curled into the Samoan and they began an easy cuddle, the barest of touches and yet oh so close.

"I love you, you know that right?" Joe mumbled as he felt exhaustion take over.

"Love you too you big jerk," Jon muttered with a small grin.

...

"Colby!" I whined with a small pout.

He grinned and held the spoon just out of comfortable reach.

"Work for it honey," he teased.

My eyebrows furrowed and I gave him a mock glare, crossing my arms over my chest as I sat back. He wanted to play like that huh?

"Hmm, I think I did enough work at the dentist yesterday," I replied coolly, flashing the barest hint of teeth as he choked on his soda.

His cheeks flushed slightly as he looked around to see if anyone was close enough to hear and I had to giggle at his paranoid actions.

"Not funny Mara," he muttered, but the smile on his face contradicted what he said.

We were in the back booth of the nearly deserted diner though and there was no real reason to think anyone would overhear or care. I leaned in while he was distracted and easily stole the lump of ice cream from the spoon. It was a delicious chocolate brownie ice cream with cashews. It was nearly heaven. I blushed slightly as a small moan slipped out.

"That is really damn good," I said softly.

He lifted his eyebrow and lifted another scoop, bringing it close to me again. I couldn't help taking another bite but clamped down on any sounds this time, settling for simply closing my eyes in disbelief.

"I never knew something as uncomplicated as ice cream could be so erotic," Colby whispered.

Suddenly his lips pressed to mine. I gasped in surprise and he swiped his tongue through my lips, giving off a small moan as our tongue met. My eyes opened wide in astonishment and I saw him grinning, licking his lips like a cat who had gotten the cream.

"That is pretty good," he said softly.

When he winked, it was the last straw. I forced his hand down and kept a calm face as my body boiled beneath the surface.

"You okay?" he asked, brow furrowing in worry.

"I'll be okay when you take me back home," I replied quietly.

He looked troubled so to spell it out for him, I dragged his hand into my lap and placed it strategically between my legs. His expression melted into pure lust as his hand quickly cupped my thigh tightly.

"I could go for more dessert," he whispered.

Warm brown eyes staring dead into my hazel orbs had my pulse pounding in my ears as I nodded eagerly. Easily he took his hand back and threw three twenties on the table to cover food and tip, then took my hand and led me out to the car. Once we were settled and buckled in and he pulled onto the highway, I noticed him look over.

"I want you to pull up your skirt and lower your panties," he said suddenly.

My breath caught as I processed what he said. A little hesitant, I hiked my black lace skirt up and slid down my black underwear. He reached over and my skirt was yanked up higher, putting my goods on full display, but I hardly had time to get embarrassed before his fingers dove between my folds and found my clit.

"Oh god," I breathed harshly, grabbing the arm rest to steady myself.

He groaned and took his time rubbing my sensitive nub, making white hot pleasure spill through my body.

"You're so wet honey, is that just from me kissing you?" he asked.

I bit my lip with a slight blush.

"That and thinking of when we get home," I replied.

"What's going to happen when we get home?" he asked.

My cheeks turned dark red and I stuttered, then suddenly he pulled his hand away.

"Come on, tell me or I'm stopping," he said.

"No! Please!" I gasped.

He couldn't stop. I was burning and needed so much more. He smirked and reached back over, easily resuming his previous pattern.

"Then tell me," he demanded.

I took a deep breath and said, "I was imagining you eating me out, because you said you could go for more dessert, and thinking about how good it feels when you lick me got me wet."

My eyes shut in pure discomfort as I felt him staring at me.

"You're right, I'm definitely going to eat you honey, but after that, I'm going to fuck you so good you can't walk straight for the next few days."

Breathing hard, I bit my lip as his fingers slipped down, barely pressing against my core.

"For now, lets see if I can make you cum before we get home."

Instantly his fingers plunged into my wetness and I nearly screamed, holding back so only a frenzied sob escaped. It felt so fucking good to be spread by his fingers. His fingers suddenly withdrew, and I almost complained, but he pulled my leg more to the side, giving him more room. Without him even asking, I copied with my other leg and scooted down just a bit farther, just in time for his fingers to slide back in.

"Fuck," I whispered.

Head tipping back I shut my eyes and focused on breathing as his fingers worked wonders over my gspot and his palm rubbed against my clit. Suddenly his fingers hooked up and I had to cry out at the blinding pleasure.

"Ooh yeah, make that sound again," he demanded.

He repeated his motions again and again and the pleasure coursed harder through my body until any resilience to cumming broke. Gripping his tense forearm and the arm rest on the door, I came with abandon, moaning his name.

"Yes honey that's right baby," he groaned.

His voice was deep and husky, and it only served to turn me on more. His fingers never stopped as I rode through to the very end. Finally, when I was about to push his hand away, he pulled back. My eyes cracked open and I saw him smirk before he licked his fingers, making my face heat up harshly.

"Best dessert in the world, get upstairs so I can have seconds," he ordered.

As I adjusted in my seat, I noticed we were somehow already at the house.

"Wha- Already?" I asked.

He chuckled and nodded, patting my thigh softly.

"We've got here right at the end," he said, "Now, upstairs."

I nodded and nearly jumped from the car, in too much of a hurry to even realize my skirt was still mostly up until I got in the door.

"Well that's great," I mumbled.

But the moment the door slammed behind me and I was shoved against the wall, all embarrassment was gone and I was only able to focus on this beautiful man against me.

"God I love you," I breathed as he pulled back gently.

A smile spread across his face as he bumped his nose into mine, making me grin.

"Love you too Samara," he murmured.

Instantly hands cupped under my thighs and I was pulled onto his waist, giving the feel of almost floating as we ascended the stairs. When my back hit the bed and he crawled over me, he took the time to kiss up my neck, over my ear, across my jaw, and to my mouth where one of the most passionate kisses I had ever received was given.

"I love you so much baby," he whispered.

Then he disappeared from sight, down between my thighs, working his magic.