Will closed the laptop softly and looked over at Neil. "See, I told you it was probably something easy to fix."

Neil shrugged and chuckled, "And I told you I wasn't good at that type of stuff."

"It's not that hard, dude," Will said jokingly, "You just have to click yes when it tells you to update." Will couldn't decide if Neil was really that bad or he was just trying to get Will to laugh.

"Like I said, I'm pretty clueless," Neil admitted. "I just heard around that you're really good at this stuff." Maybe Neil wasn't that bad at technology but he was clearly no Will Horton.

Will smiled, "Thanks." So far, his third date with Neil was going much smoother than the first two. They ate Chinese takeout on a blanket in Neil's dorm and watched a few shows on Netflix. When Will saw how slow Neil's laptop was he couldn't help but investigate a little.

"Come here," Neil directed as he patted the spot next to him on his bed. His lips quirked when Will crawled over beside him.

Will relaxed into Neil's side, adjusting himself until he was comfortable. 'This is nice,' Will decided. There still weren't any butterflies but being with Neil was easy. There were no complicated feelings or guilt. Neil was just a nice guy who Will liked well enough.

After the chat with EJ, Will began to see things a bit clearer. For instance, he needed to give Neil a real chance. Maybe the reason he didn't like Neil romantically was because he was too focused on Sonny and Paul. But he promised EJ he would stay away from those two.

Despite their problematic past Will trusted EJ. In spite of all their previous problems Will knew EJ would be the only adult he could go to that wouldn't judge him about this. His mom would make it all about her. His dad would give him a well-meaning but misguided lecture. Grandma Marlena would be disappointed in him. Grandma Kate would probably start plotting a way to make Paul and Sonny miserable. But EJ just let him talk and figure everything out himself. Will wasn't naïve enough to believe he did it out of the goodness of his heart but still. EJ Dimera wasn't a bad person to have on your side.

On top of all that, there was something nice about having someone who never made a big deal out of Will's sexuality. There were no awkward confrontations or speeches. Will didn't need to come out to EJ because EJ already knew. Will being gay was just another fact about him to EJ. Will had blonde hair, blue eyes and he was gay. Will felt relieved that EJ never made a big deal out of it, at least not to Will.

Plus, Will always craved a permanent father figure. Will knew his actual father loved him but sometimes it was hard to remember. Lucas was constantly enveloped in either Sami's drama or one of his own making. Not to mention Will's complicated relationship with his Uncle Austin. There were times when Will would have to physically stop his mouth from forming the word Dad around him. Which contributed to why Will was so desperate to have his mother's relationship with Rafe work out. Rafe was the nicest of all his pseudo-father figures and the most stable. He was in law enforcement for goodness sakes. That was practically the opposite of Sami's other exes.

Knowing that he had EJ's support in his decision to distance himself from Sonny and Paul gave Will the confidence to really give it a try with Neil. If he gave it time he might really be able to fall for the guy. Who was already in love with their boyfriend before they started dating anyway?

So, when Neil leaned in for a kiss Will simply closed his eyes and let it happen. The gentle pressure on his lips made Will hum in surprise. Even without the butterflies kissing Neil went beyond anything he ever felt with Gabi or Mia.

Will turned in Neil's arms, pressing closer, his hands lightly caressing Neil's chest. Neil's hands gently combed Will's hair, fingers massaging his scalp. Will moaned at the sensation. He couldn't remember ever being kissed this sweetly before especially not by Neil.

Will pulled away from the kiss and shyly smiled at Neil. Reaching up Will brushed his fingertips against the faint bruise on Neil's chin. "Does it hurt," Will questioned with a whisper.

Neil shook his head, "Not now it doesn't." When Will pressed a feather light kiss to his chin Neil almost wished it did hurt. Just so Will would keep looking at him like that. As if Neil was something worth looking at.

"I'm surprised you even wanted to see me after that," Will confessed, chin dipping to his chest shamefully.

"It's going to take a lot more than some jealous freak to scare me away," Neill explained simply. With a smile, lifting Will's head to look in his eyes, "But speaking of this," he pointed to his bruise, "What's going on with Paul?"

Will sighed and pouted, "I don't even know. He's been so weird and confusing lately."

"Have you thought about what I told you," Neil asked quietly, hand cupping Will's cheek firmly.

"Yeah," Will replied honestly, "I talked to EJ about it all. He agrees with you actually."

Eyebrow raised in confusion, "EJ Dimera? Why would you talk to him about this?"

"It's pretty hard to explain," Will told Neil, "He used to be my step-father and also my boss. Now we're kind of friends. When we aren't screwing the other over actually."

'That explains a lot,' Neil thought, remembering Will's reaction to being called baby boy. "Well what did EJ tell you?"

"Just that I needed to figure out my feelings," Will told Neil sensibly.

"Any ideas there," Neil asked, thumb rubbing Will's cheekbone.

"I'm here with you, aren't I," Will mused with a small smile.

Neil pulled Will in for another kiss.

Will and Neil kissed pleasantly on Neil's bed until it was time for Will to go home. Neil drove Will back to Sami's place, ignoring Will's protests that it wasn't necessary.

After Neil gave Will a sweet kiss on the cheek at the front door Will grabbed his hand and explained, "I just want you to know that I'm going to stay away from Paul and Sonny. I promise."

Neil walked to his car with a spring in his step. He might have only gotten a few innocent kisses tonight out of Will but he knew it wouldn't be long now. 'I got him almost exactly where I want him.'

"Hey," Sonny called out as he walked through the door to the studio earlier than he normally would. He set down his keys and shrugged off his jacket.

Paul looked over at him from the bed, XBOX controller in hand, "Hey."

Sonny sighed before going to the fridge for some water. He couldn't help but feel anxious. He felt so confident when he messaged Paul to talk but now that he's here he isn't sure what to do. Taking a sip of his water Sonny sat gingerly on the bed.

Paul switched off his game. The past few hours he had deliberated over what exactly he needed to tell Sonny. He should have known this conversation was a long time coming especially because of the fight he got into yesterday.

They both sat on the bed in awkward silence, neither knowing what to say or even how to start.

Finally cracking, Paul said, "I saw your mom today."

Laughing bitterly, Sonny nodded his head, "Oh yeah. I know all about that."

"Of course she would go running to you," Paul snorted and rolled his eyes.

"It's what she told me that made me realize we need to talk Paul," Sonny confessed. 'OK, here goes.'

"It wasn't any of her business. Will was about to agree to kick Neil to the curb when she showed up," Paul complained.

"That doesn't matter, Paul," Sonny began, annoyed that Paul was missing the point. "Without her we still would need to talk about this before it gets any worse."

"Before what gets worse," Paul questioned. He still wasn't even sure what they were talking about.

"About Will," Sonny yelled out exasperated. "Don't act like this is news to you."

"What about Will," Paul asked, already annoyed and they hadn't even begun talking.

"You know exactly what, Paul," Sonny argued, seconds away from screaming. He stared at his fiancé with his eyebrow raised, daring him to deny it again.

Paul shook his head in frustration about to talk back when he caught the look on Sonny's face. "Ugh," he yelled out, dragging his hands through his hair. "I don't know what you want me to say."

"I want you to tell me the truth," Sonny told him, tone harsh. He was done tiptoeing around the situation.

"And what truth is that," Paul asked patronizingly, disliking Sonny's tone of voice.

"That you have feelings for Will," Sonny told him, voice choking up slightly. With as angry and confused as he had been lately he never really took the time to decide how the reality of the situation made him feel. 'Oh god, my fiancé wants someone else.'

Looking Sonny straight in the eyes Paul nodded once. Paul didn't like the pain coloring Sonny's face but there was no denying the truth. He did like Will Horton.

Sonny put his head in his hands, "Fuck." He knew it was true. He wasn't an idiot. But a small part of him wanted it to all be a misunderstanding. He wanted Paul to tell him that was ridiculous. That he could never like anyone but Sonny.

Paul crossed his arms in discomfort. It hurt to see Sonny so upset but what could he do. It wasn't like he tried very hard to keep his feelings a secret.

"So now what," Sonny whispered dejectedly, resting his chin in his hands.

Paul shrugged and said nothing. Anything else he told Sonny would only result in Sonny getting more distraught or pissed off.

"No, you don't get to shrug," Sonny told him, anger beginning to fill him up, "You did this now you need to fix it."

"How am I supposed to do that," Paul demanded. "It's not like I can just make my feelings go away."

"I want you to stay away from Will," Sonny told him firmly.

Paul's eyes widened and his heart stopped, breath catching in his throat. He desperately shook his head, "No." The idea seemed almost unfathomable to him, like being told not to drink water.

Sonny turned away in hurt, seeing the anguish on Paul's face just at the thought of not seeing Will again. "That's what I want Paul."

"I'm sorry, Sonny, but no," Paul told him softly.

"How can you say that," Sonny twirled around in rage. "How can you tell me no after what you just said? We're getting married! What? Did you think you could keep Will on the side and everything would be fine?"

Paul, getting worked up now too, "Don't talk about him like that! He's your best friend too. How can you even think about abandoning him now? You know how crushed he would be that we stopped talking to him. He would be devastated."

"I didn't say I had to stop talking to him," Sonny told Paul darkly.

"Excuse me," Paul asked. He was past feeling upset he hurt Sonny and was now just irritated.

"I'm not the one that can't control myself, that's you buddy," Sonny informed Paul, arms crossing and a smirk gracing his lips.

"Are you fucking kidding me right now," Paul spit out. "This entire situation is your fault!"

"You having feelings for someone else is not my fault," Sonny screamed out, finger pointing in Paul's face.

"You're the one who pushed me to be his friend. You wanted me to spend time with him. You wanted me to care about him," Paul argued, "So, don't go around acting like this is all on me."

"Wanting you to be friends is different than wanting you to fall for him," Sonny maintained. "I told you to help him not try to date him."

"Whatever I'm feeling right now for Will would never have happened if you didn't feel it first," Paul told Sonny smugly. "You can act as self-righteous as you want but don't pretend like I'm the only one at fault here."

Sonny glared at Paul, "You're the one going around following Will on dates. You're the one getting into fights over him. My own mother could see how much you want him. How the hell is that my fault?"

"Oh shut up," Paul replied angrily. "I'm not talking about your stupid mother. I'm talking about the fact that you're so pissed off at me for wanting Will when you want him just as badly."

Sonny's mouth opened and closed, chest heaving with anger. He didn't want to admit it but Paul was right. He was being hypocritical.

Looking at Sonny's gaping mouth, Paul smiled, "Yeah, that's what I thought. Now you just imagine me telling you that you don't ever get to see Will again." Paul told Sonny being cruel on purpose, "But I do. I can spend all the time I want around the boy we both like. But you don't."

Sonny growled in frustration, "Fine then. We both won't go near him."

"That won't fix anything Sonny," Paul insisted. "We would both feel guilty about turning our backs on Will. We wouldn't be able to stand knowing he's hurting because of us. We would do something stupid."

Sonny realized he was right. Will didn't have very many close friends. No one he could rely on and who would do anything to help him. And just thinking about the look on Will's face if they told him they couldn't be friends anymore caused Sonny's throat to spasm. Sonny knew he wouldn't be able to stay away. Sighing in frustration Sonny threw himself backwards on the bed. "Then what do we do?"

Paul looked at Sonny apprehensively. He knew what he wanted to do. He just wasn't sure if Sonny would kill him or not over it. "I have an idea but I think you're going to hate it."

Rolling over to look at him Sonny asked wearily, "What is it?"

Paul sat down next to Sonny on the bed. He put his hand on Sonny's arm and stroked his skin, "We both want Will don't we?" Seeing Sonny nod, Paul continued, "Then I think the easiest solution would be to have him."

"Have him what," Sonny asked. 'He can't mean that.' However, Sonny was done guessing. He needed Paul to spell it out for him.

Sliding his hand down to Sonny's and connecting their fingers, "Have him as in make him ours."

Sonny froze, hand locked with Paul's. His mind was racing at the possibility. It would fix almost all of their problems. The idea seemed so easy. But Sonny knew it wouldn't be. 'Especially not in this town.'

"Just think about it," Paul insisted, moving closer to Sonny, so their chests were pressed together, "We could go to the movies together again and reach over for his hand. When he gets embarrassed we could kiss the pinks of his cheeks."

Sonny closed his eyes and pictured it. He could imagine it so clearly and Paul made it sound so simple.

"Instead of sending him to his mom's we could bring him here," Paul continued, voice lowering to a whisper, "Spread him out right on our bed. Take our time with him."

Sonny whimpered softly, hips beginning to rub against Paul's.

"Teach him everything he needs to know," Paul continued, groaning at the feeling of Sonny gyrating against him. "Don't you want that Sonny?"

"Yes," Sonny whispered. He reached up and pulled Paul into a desperate kiss. It was everything Sonny had denied himself from thinking about. His brain would simply shut off whenever he tried to picture Will as anything other than a friend. But now, with Paul's encouragement, Sonny couldn't stop thinking.

Paul kissed back fiercely, the first kiss they have shared like this in a long time. The last time Paul had kissed anyone like this was Will.

Sonny pulled away from Paul and began unbuckling both their belts, "Keep talking".

Pulling off his pants and boxers, Paul groaned when Sonny touched him, "We would take off all his clothes. See that body completely bare. Take our time touching and kissing him." Paul bucked into Sonny's hand, eyes closing as he remembered how gorgeous Will was naked and uninhibited.

Paul grabbed Sonny's cock and began stroking him, each touching the other. Sonny cried out; he couldn't remember the last time they were together like this but it had been so long. He didn't even realize how desperate he was for it. "What else," Sonny panted out.

"Fuck," Paul moaned, "We would both want to taste him so bad. We'd probably try to push the other away until we realized we could share. Both of us licking and sucking his cock together. Hearing Will cry for us as we worship him." Paul could remember those beautiful moans; they practically haunted his dreams.

"Yes," Sonny agreed. He wanted it so bad he could almost taste Will on his tongue.

"Then when he was so close we would pull away and focus on that gorgeous ass," Paul promised, "Stretching him open so beautifully for our cocks. Oh god, who would fuck him first, Sonny? Who would get to be the first inside that perfect little hole?"

Sonny was so close. Only a little bit more, "I want it Paul. Please, I want it so bad."

Paul chuckled darkly, "OK, Sonny. You can be the first inside of him. How do you want him? On his back? You want to throw his legs over your shoulders and pound into him deep?" 'Oh fuck, oh fuck.'

"Hands and knees," Sonny confessed, "Want to fuck him open slowly and watch him take it. I want to look up and see your cock in his mouth."

"Oh, fuck," Paul groaned, remembering how perfect he felt down Will's throat, "God, yes. You want to come inside him, huh? Mark him up?"

Sonny, making a high pitched keen, came across Paul's fist. Paul stroked him through it until Sonny became too sensitive. Looking up, Sonny rubbed Paul's cock faster, "I wanna see him ride you. Wanna see my come leak out onto your cock. Wanna hear him begging for you to fuck him."

Paul pulled Sonny into a kiss and came messily, dripping onto the bed. The two continued to kiss each other softly. For the first time in a long time they felt truly at ease with one another.

Paul pecked Sonny's lips gently a few more times before pulling away. "That was great."

"Yeah," Sonny agreed. "It hasn't felt like that in a long time."

Paul nodded and stood up. The two of them began to clean themselves and change. Taking one look at the comforter Paul pulled it off the bed. He'd wash it in the morning.

"So," Sonny said, interrupting their comfortable silence. "I guess we need to talk to Will, huh?"

Paul smiled slightly, throwing his arm around Sonny's shoulders, "Yeah I guess we do."

"I didn't expect this to be our solution to be honest," Sonny admitted sheepishly, cheeks warming up.

"I did," Paul deadpanned, ducking at the shirt Sonny threw at him. "I guess now all we need to do is convince Will."

"Somehow I don't think that will be a problem," Sonny told Paul with a secretive smile.

Author's note:

Now we're getting somewhere. Did anyone not see that coming? I tried very hard to make this development natural and not forced. So hopefully it came across as more than just sex or cheating.

But just how easy is it going to be for Will to agree to this? Especially when he just promised EJ and Neil he would stay away. Also, let's not forget that Adrienne and Sami are buzzing around. On top of that what do you think Neil is up to now?

Also, I was a bit stuck on how to get Sonny and Paul's conversation rolling and a comment from aphass inspired me. They wanted to know if Sonny would tell Paul about Will's crush just to see his reaction. Sonny didn't actually tell Paul that but it motivated me in the direction I wanted. So kudos to them and thank so very much for getting this going.

Any predictions and/or suggestions for the future?

As always please review. It really is very helpful knowing what everyone thinks.