"How many sexual partners have you had?" Harry read. "Well I'm happy to report that I've had the least sexual encounters in my life between the three of us. I've only slept with four people in total."

"And they were..." Wade wonders.

"Flash, Liz, Max and Pete."

"Liz?" Peter asks. Harry sighs. "It happened when we broke up our first and only time."

"You guys broke up?" A shocked Wade asks them. They nod their heads.

"What happened?" He asks.

Harry and Peter looked at each other, silently communicating with one another.

"We'll tell you later." Peter said. "Back to the game."

"Yup, so four people are on my list." Harry confirms.

"Fuck, your list put mine to shame. I'm a total whore because I've slept with a lot of people. I need a shot." Wade says.

"What would you like this time?" Peter asks.

"Rum."

"Here you go." Harry says, pouring rum in the shot glass.

"Thanks." Wade says as he downs his drink.

"Will you at least tell us the best in bed?" Harry asks.

"No problem. Steve is the kinkiest shit I've ever encountered. Tony is great, Max is decent, Peter is fucking mind blowing, Flash is-"

"Come again?" Harry asks, making sure that he's heard Wade correctly.

"I said that Peter was-" Wade stops himself. Peter looks as if he's seen a ghost. "Oh shit!"

"I can explain!" Peter says quickly.

"And just how are you going to explain that you slept with our friend?" Harry wonders. Surprisingly, he's calm.

"I'm sorry. Really I am, Harry. It's just that...I was lonely. Every time we had something planned, we had to cancel because you had an emergency meeting somewhere." Peter says dejectedly.

"And you never thought that you could've talked to me about this before whenever we were alone?" Harry asks him.

"I-"

"It's not my fault that you decline my offer to go on those business trips." He reminds Peter.

"I know, Harry. I'm-"

"How many times?" Harry asks them.

"Just once." Peter says as he turns away from Harry.

"You're lying to me, Pete."

"I-"

"Let's tell him everything." Wade concedes.

"I'd rather-"

"Spill it." Harry tells them. "We've got all day, and we have nowhere to go."

"We were on the couch." Peter says.

"Okay." Harry says. "How did it happen?"

"Well the first time we slept together was when you had the business trip in London." Wade remembers.

"It was the first time you weren't here for our anniversary. I was admiring that damn sunburn I got from running around for our date, and..."

Today's just not my day at all. First, I get sunburned, then my husband is off on an emergency business trip. What else can go wrong?" Peter asks himself as he hears a knock at the door.

"Coming!" Peter yells out as he puts Harry's gift on the table.

"Alright!" He hears.

"Wade!" Peter greets as he opened the door.

"Hey, Pete! How are you doing?" He greets as he hugs Peter.

"Well, I'm kinda in pain right now because I got sunburned today." Peter says as he pulls away from the hug.

"Ouch." Wade says as they make their way over to the couch.

"Yeah. I didn't expect it to be this hot today. I got burned all over my arms, my back, my neck...it's really bad."

"Sorry about that."

"Nothing seems to be helping out right now because I can't reach my upper back."

"Well, I brought over some lotion that might help you. This lotion is wonderful."

"Really?"

"Yup. Tell you what, why don't you take your shirt off and I'll put some on you." Wade suggests as he pulls out a tube of lotion from his pocket.

"That sounds great." Peter says taking his shirt off as Wade walks behind the couch.

"You know, I'm happy that I'm comfortable around you at this point in our friendship. I mean, how often can I say that I have friends who are willing to help me out like this?"

"Who knows? After all, you're married to my best friend in the entire world." Wade says, covering his hands in lotion.

"You're right." Peter says as Wade starts massaging Peter's shoulders. Peter goes tense for a moment.

"Just relax." Wade tells him.

"God, this feels good." Peter tells him a few moments later. "Upper back, shoulders, neck..."

"Nothing but the best massage for my friend." Wade says. "So how is Harry doing?"

"He had a business trip to tend to which fell on our anniversary." Peter says dejectedly.

"I'm sorry about that, Peter." Wade says running his hands down Peter's arms and his chest.

"Thanks."

"How's the sex life?"

"It's fucking incredible! I love everything about it!" Peter says happily, even though he's confused at Wade's current action.

"Sex is incredible." Wade agreed. "Have you been hitting the gym lately?"

"Wade, that's not my sunburn." Peter says warily. "My sunburn is all over my back, shoulders and neck."

"Sorry." Wade says. "It's just...you look really tender right now and I thought that it'd be kind to massage your entire upper body."

"Oh. Well to answer your question, I've been hitting the gym, working hard on my body. Lifting weights, cardio, bulking up and all that." Peter says as Wade runs his hands down Peter's torso.

"Ooh."

"Wade, what's going on here?"

"It's just...look, I've never been with a married man before, and I figure that maybe you and I can fool around a bit."

"Absolutely not. I'm a happily married man. That makes it impossible for me to do something that deceiving to the love of my life."

"Come on, Pete. Are you telling me that this-" Wade kisses Peter's neck. "Feels good?"

"Wade, come on." Peter says moving Wade's hands away.

"You see the ring on this finger of yours?"

"What about it?" Peter asks.

"If its okay with Harry, then it should be okay with you." Wade says as he leans in to kiss Peter's neck.

"Wade..." Peter moans as Wade kisses Peter's neck all the way up to his ear. "I don't-"

Wade kisses him and undoes Peter's pants.

Peter grabs him and pulls him over the couch.

"Did the sunburn get you all over?" Wade asks as he takes his shirt off.

"Um-" Peter starts as he stands up from the couch. He pushes Wade down on the couch and Wade pulls Peter's pants and underwear down to his ankles.

"You look good." Wade says as he starts sucking Peter's dick. Peter moans.

"Fuck...you're almost as good as Harry." Peter says. 'This is so wrong, but it feels so good.'

Wade wants to laugh, but he simply looks up at Peter.

"Of course I am." Wade brags as he lets go of him a few seconds later before he resumes sucking Peter off.

"Ah yeah." Peter moans.

"Sit down." Wade tells him and Peter sits on the couch.

"Good boy." Wade says as he leans to resume sucking Peter's dick.

"Yeah." Peter moans as be runs one of his hands down Wade's back and the other through Wade's hair.

"Mmmh, you're tough to swallow." Wade jokes as he pulls away from Peter.

Peter chuckles as wade licks the head of his dick.

"At least you suck dick better than you put on lotion." Peter jokes back.

Wade pulls back from Peter and laughs.

"I'll take that as a compliment." He says as he puts Peter's dick back in his mouth.

"A-aah, fuck. This is amazing."

"You don't know how long I've wanted this." Wade says. "I've wanted this for a while."

"Then suck my cock." Peter says.

"Don't mind if I do." Wade replies licking down Peter's torso.

"God, your mouth is amazing." Peter says fingering wade's hair.

"I know that the both of you are my best friends, but I wonder it you could take it as good as your husband." Wade says taking both his shorts and underwear off.

"Let's find out." Peter says hanging him a small bottle of lube.

"Where was this?"

"In the couch. We like to be prepared."

"Kinky." Wade says, living up his finger.

"I know. You don't have to-" Peter starts but he moans loudly when Wade starts to finger him.

"You like that?" Wade asks him before sucking Peter off again.

"Finger me." Peter says as he starts to stroke Wade off.

Wade moans.

"Make yourself more comfortable." Peter suggests, patting the empty spot next to him on the couch.

Wade lays down on the couch and Peter starts to suck him off.

"Oh yes." Wade moans a couple minutes later. "Oh God." He says as Peter's bobbing his head up and down, stroking himself.

"Mm-hmm." Peter moans, pulling away from Wade's dick.

"Don't tease me, Parker." He jokes.

"Why? Are you gonna cum?" Peter asks, stroking Wade's dick with one hand, and his with the other hand.

"No, but I wanna make this last for a while." Wade groans.

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah." Wade says as Peter starts sucking him off again.

"Oh baby, you're so fucking skilled at this." Wade moans. "Fucking suck me like that!" He tells Peter.

Wade's moans fill up the apartment as Peter'a bobbing his head relentlessly.

"I won't see tell Harry what happened between us." Wade moans out. "This-fuck keep going- will be between you and- oh yeah babe-me."

"And your cock." Peter tells him.

"You know, I didn't just bring the lotion here." Wade says as he pulls out a condom from his pants pocket.

Peter pulls away from Wade.

"Have you fucked a guy before?"

"Oh yeah!" Wade brags tearing the packet open and rolling the condom down his length. "But never a married man."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah. Come here." Wade says, lifting Peter up to line him up on his dick.

"A-ahh." Peter says as he slides down Wade's length. "How does that feel?"

"I should be asking you that question." Wade groans out.

"You feel different from my husband." Peter says as he starts riding Wade.

"Good, because you feel spectacular." Wade says as he thrusts up.

"Oh fuck, this feels good." Peter says as he momentarily forgets that he's a happily married man.

"Mm-hmm." Wade moans. "Does your husband fuck you as good as I'm fucking you?"

"He's better than you, but you're right after." Peter says, grinding down on him.

"So he can work his equipment?"

"In more ways than one." Peter brags as he leans down to kiss Wade.

"Oh fuck!" Wade yells as he breaks the kiss. "I love your ass." He says thrusting into Peter.

"Fuck me!" Peter says.

"Bend over the coffee table." Wade says.

"Fuck my brains out." Peter says as he bends over. "Make my day."

"You're so fucking tight." Wade says as he enters within Peter again.

"Oh, Wade." Peter moans as Wade is hitting his prostate a few minutes later.

"Get on your back." Wade tells him. Peter flips over and is on his back.

"Damn, you love my cock in your ass?"

"I like it, but I love Harry's better." Peter barely manages to get out.

Wade keeps hitting Peter's prostate and their moans continue to fill up their apartment.

"I'm gonna cum." Peter says as he's stroking himself.

"You're gonna cum, Pete?"

"Yeah." He says as his breathing becomes more and more shallow.

"Give it to me." Wade says as he's slamming into Peter.

"You want it? You want my cum?" Peter asks.

"I want it." Wade confirms as Peter strokes himself four more times until he spills all over himself.

"Oh yes! Oh fuck, Pete!" Wade yells out loud as he's still ramming into Peter.

"Cum on me." Peter says as he's taking the condom off of Wade.

"Oh yeah." Wade moans as Peter is stroking him.

Wades moans grow heavier.

"Peter I'm-" Suddenly, Wade cums all over Peter's chest.

As they both come down from their high, they both look at each other.

"I hope you're satisfied with my services, Peter."

"I'm thrilled." Peter reassured him.

"Excellent."

"And Harry won't find out about this?"

"Who do you think sent me over here?" Wade asks him.

"You perve!" Peter laughs as he kisses Wade.

"Perve? You can do better than that." Wade jokes once he pulls away from the kiss.

"Wow." Harry says. "I-"

"As you already figured out, there's a few more." Wade admits.