Chapter Twenty-One


Author's Note: I'm finally back. I wrote this while I was away and well, it's definitely not for the faint of heart. It also probably requires a strong stomach. I just know some people are going to despise me after reading this chapter. But I was not totally in my right mind when I wrote this. I got spooned by a girl and it disturbed me greatly. And all these guys kept spooning each other and dressing in cheerleading skirts, so I blame them for all the gayness in this chapter. Oh, besides the fact I already promised people I would write this stuff but aside from this chapter, I won't be posting any more chapters relating to this... subject over here.

And I'll stop with the Shawn, Phillip and Jan story in chapter twenty-two and will start writing more Lucas and Sami again. But damn, Phillip, Shawn and Jan are turning into the Jan, Nicole and Brady of What It Takes. No wonder all my stories end up sucking (and not in good ways either ;). I can't even keep to one story, it's like a story inside a story inside a story. I must stop doing that. Not to mention I need to make my stories less perverted but that's another thing entirely.


Phillip and Lucas were already getting dressed backstage when Shawn and Rex arrived. Despite the fact that Phillip, Lucas and Mimi were all aware of what had happened to Shawn earlier that day, Shawn still swaggered over to where Phillip was standing confidently. He grinned at Jan as he walked past her, completely ignoring Lucas and Phillip's snickers.

Shawn pretended not to notice the mirth sparkling in Phillip's blue eyes when he reached the two men. I don't care if you won round one, Shawn silently told his fellow stripper, Because it's time for round two and I'm taking this one home. Shawn pushed various outfits on the clothing rack aside as he searched for a costume.

Phillip's taunts finally sliced through the relative silence, "How did you like the surprise Lucas and I left you, Shawn?"

Shawn steeled himself against a fresh burst of anger and kept his facial features slack, void of any emotion, "I don't know, Phillip," Shawn shifted so he was facing his rival, "What do you think?"

"Why don't you tell me?" Phillip nudged Lucas knowingly, "How was she- oh, excuse me, how was he?"

Shawn merely gave Phillip a tight-lipped smile but Rex could almost see the wheels turning in Shawn's head. Rex pulled away from the rack, focusing all his attention on the scene unfolding.

"I can't really explain it," Shawn scratched his head, "It's really hard to put into words. But I imagine it felt something like this." Without warning, Shawn closed the distance between Phillip and his faces and made sure to give Phillip a kiss twice as long, wet and hard as the one Shawn had received earlier from the man version of Britney.

"Am I dreaming?" Jan asked in a dazed voice, moving closer to her two love interests, who were currently locked in a tight embrace.

Rex stared at Lucas in confusion, "I don't know, there might be more brilliance in Shawn's plan that I'm not seeing but I am not grabbing your ass."

"Thanks, I really appreciate that," Lucas retorted sarcastically.

Phillip finally managed to remove himself from Shawn's prurient hold, gasping half from lack of air and half from shock and anger. His fists flew at Shawn's face but a fully prepared Shawn blocked Phillip's attempts with his forearms. But then Phillip got a clean shot and punched him all the way to the back of the clothes rack. Shawn struggled to get out of the clothes rack and when he did reappear, various articles of clothing hung off his body. Leather was draped over his head, vinyl hung off one shoulder and a silver belt buckle had caught on to the side of his pants. Shawn shoved the clothes off his body and looked up at Phillip with a look that showed how proud of himself he was.

"What are you trying to do?" Shawn smothered a smirk, "Did that turn you on? Are you trying to cop a feel or something?"

Phillip let out a wordless, guttural growl, his face filled with rage, "How could you do that, man? It was completely disgusting."

Shawn gave a flippant shrug in response, "Hey, obviously you think I'm gay if you're sending men up to my loft as potential love interests for me. And if I'm gay, why shouldn't I kiss you? You're cute, don't sell yourself short." Shawn snuck a quick glance behind him to seeJan standing close to the group, watching them with rapt attention. Perfect, "But not as cute as that Mr. Britney Spears you tried to fix me up with," Shawn continued boldly, "Too bad he had a dick because I have one too-"

"Liar." Phillip interjected sullenly.

"-And it's only hard for one person," Shawn looked behind him at Jan and pulled her against him, "And you know it too, don't you, baby?" Before Jan could react, Shawn lowered his head down and planted his mouth firmly on top of hers. He smiled against her lips as his hand slid up to the back of her neck. He hadn't even broke off contact with the stunned woman before he felt two hands seize the back of his shirt and violently fling him to the ground.

"Don't freaking touch her!" Phillip yelled, his fists pounding into Shawn's back repeatedly. Shawn let out a relieved breath when someone pulled Phillip off him. Shawn stood up to see Lucas holding onto his brother, who was thrashing and struggling, his arms still outstretched towards Shawn.

"It's too bad you wasted your money," Shawn mocked the already incensed stripper, "Ithought the little stunt you pulled was h. I could do it too, you know. Give me the costume and I'll play drag queen for a day. But that won't stop me from lifting up my cute little skirt and giving it to Jan nice and easy. Even dressed like a girl, I can give both me and Jan what we want the most."

"Jan doesn't want you," Phillip's voice was clear and unwavering, the sound of absolute certainty, "She's with me now. So get over it."

"You're just her fuck buddy," Shawn's voice held an equal amount of confidence and hearing the harsh statement made Rex's mouth drop open. He couldn't get over how different Shawn had been ever since his return to Salem. He was still the same Shawn, just harder, filled with more passion than he had been before. Whatever he had went through during his absence had changed him, toughened him up, ignited a fire within him that Shawn probably hadn't even realized was there.

"Fuck buddies have plenty of replacements available," Shawn continued with cold logic, "She can dump you or have more than one fuck buddy. You'd like two fuck buddies, wouldn't you, Jan?"

Almost in a trance, Jan nodded slowly, then noticed Phillip's expression and shook her head no, "Phillip isn't just my fuck buddy. I like him a lot, he makes me happy. We're invested in more than just sex." Shawn searched Jan's face for signs of dishonesty and found none. He knew she was a very good liar but could she actually be telling the truth this time? No, that was not a possibility. Jan would not fall for Phillip, Shawn would make sure of it.

"But you're still in love with me," Shawn looked at Jan steadily, waiting for her to break down and admit it. To his horror, she didn't. Instead, she squirmed nervously, looking from Shawn to Phillip as if she was afraid they would both leave if she didn't make the right move.

"You guys don't have to fight," Jan said reasonably, "Why don't you kiss again? I liked that."

"You would." Mimi scoffed.

"I can do that," Shawn replied, inching closer to Phillip.

"Ooh, looks like Jan has her own personal lapdog," Lucas commented, the sneer on his face doing nothing to mar his handsome features, "Where's your leash and collar?"

"It's not like that," Shawn's eyes were filled with instant anger, "It's not about always doing what Jan wants. It's about making sacrifices to make Jan happy so she'll realize which one of us she wants. It's a trial run, whoever breaks first loses Jan. Unless Phillip isn't up for it."

Stop being silly, Shawn," Jan protested, "You don't need to go all out to impress me. Do I look like Belle Black or something?"

"No, you look like a whore," Mimi said, "Besides, with Shawn offering to temporarily cater to your ever need, I don't see why you're not already taking advantage of his suggestion."

"It wasn't a suggestion." Shawn muttered.

Phillip gave Shawn a thoroughly deprecating look, "Okay, Jan, even though you're already with me and even though this contest of sorts is totally stacked in my favour, I'll go along with it. But only to shut Shawn up once and for all."

Jan's face lit up when she realized both men were fully consenting, "If you want to engage in an all out testosterone war, it isn't my place to stop you." Jan smiled expectantly, "Now kiss again. Please."

Shawn leaned in again. Phillip took two quick steps backwards. Shawn jutted his chin out knowingly, as if he had already won. Phillip stopped backing away and took a step forward, resisting the urge to curl his lip in disgust. He couldn't believe he was permitting another guy to kiss him. But he had always felt like he was the runner-up where Shawn was concerned. No matter what it took, he would beat Shawn this time. Shawn didn't deserve Jan anyways. With his unimaginative and almost cold-blooded disposition, he would never be able to hold his own with her.

Shawn's breath was hot against his mouth, then his lips were back on Phillip's. Shawn's lips were soft and yet still subtly different from the lips of any of the women Phillip had ever kissed. Phillip's entire body remained still, a stiff, solid object.

"I'm going to go finish dressing," Lucas sounded like he wasn't sure whether he should be amused, grossed out, or a little of both. Rex voiced his agreement and the two of them walked off.

Phillip closed his eyes while Shawn rested his lips on Phillip's, not moving, just resting there like a dead weight.Don't think about Shawn, Phillip consoled himself, Think about good things. Think about the garage. Think about Jan in that corset thingy, no, think about Jan naked. Even better, picture a naked nipple clamp holding Jan. Okay, that helps. Maybe I won't have to kill myself after all, Phillip concluded, sighing with relief when Shawn pulled away after what seemed like forever.


Jan bounded over to her regular seat next to Nicole about ten minutes later than usual. Jan's face was glowing as she neared Sami, Nicole and Crystal. She reached her chair and dropped herself into it airily, the smile not leaving her face.

"What happened to you?" Nicole looked her up and down searchingly, "Did Phillip and/or Shawn just throw you down and screw you backstage or something?"

"I'm tempted to say it was better but that might be exaggerating a little bit," Jan paused for a moment, dramatically looking from person to person, "Shawn and Phillip were making out backstage."

Sami let out a derisive snort, "You're lying."

"I'm serious! They did it because I wanted them to. They're going all-out to fight over me. They basically said they'll do whatever I want them to do." Jan told her with not even an ounce of modesty toning down her words.

"Then they need their heads examined," Sami retorted, "How could you make them kiss? You know they're related, right?"

"Shawn and Rex are more related," Crystal spoke up.

"And that matters why?" Sami asked.

"It doesn't," Jan covered for Crystal, "And to answer your question, yes, I knew they were related. But I don't care and by the time I finish with them, Shawn and Phillip won't either."

"You're going to have a threesome with them in your garage, aren't you?" Nicole said knowingly.

"The thought hadn't even crossed my mind," Jan returned with wide-eyed innocence.

"Get real, Jan," Crystal silenced the younger woman, "You know you would kill to be in a Shawn and Phillip sandwich."

"I think that is the stuff nightmares are made of," Sami returned, looking like she had just tasted something rotten.

"Especially Belle's," Nicole pointed out, avoiding Sami's glare, "Think about it, Jan. You could single-handedly create a scenario that would be Belle's worst nightmare and your dream come true."

"You're right," Jan nodded decisively, "I'm going to make it happen. I will convince Phillip and Shawn to do it doggy style and they will enjoy it."

"Shawn's already admitted to loving yogurt so you won't have any trouble with him. I don't know about Phillip though." Crystal said.

"Then we will be one big threesome and I won't have to pick between the two guys because everyone will love everyone and we won't want to leave anyone out. It's perfect." Jan finished.

And it really did make sense to Jan all of the sudden. Phillip and Shawn had been best friends for a long time, they had went long periods of time when they were extremely close. But they also seemed to constantly fall for the same woman. Maybe that was because they subconsciously used that as an excuse to fling themselves at each other, to get into those fistfights where they were all over each other. Jan finally understood why all the tension between Phillip and Shawn had been getting her so hot. Maybe there was more to that tension than anyone had ever known. Maybe they had secretly loved each other all this time. Jan knew she was reaching but dammit, she wanted that threesome. Even if they didn't love each other, Jan would do everything in her power to make them at least want each other.

Jan noticed Sami get to her feet and start walking away, "Where are you going, Sami?" Jan called.

"To get something to drink," Sami answered, "If I'm going to sit with you three and listen to you talk about incestuous human sandwiches, alcohol is a necessary coping mechanism while waiting for the strippers to come out."

"No fair!" Nicole exclaimed, "I want to get drunk too. I haven't gotten drunk in so long."

Crystal and Jan quickly decided they wanted to get drinks too. In a few moments, all four women were at the bar, killing time before the strippers would make their appearance.