#daltonbigbang2020

[jarofspacestuff]

The pair of handsome twins were grinning. "You look lost, Alice," said one. "Did you fall down the rabbit hole and hit your head?" "Because if you're lost, we can point you to the right way," said the other.

Dalton Big Bang Day 8 - Fantasy AU

ok its fantasy-ish!! but these boys talk so much about alice in wonderland that i couldn’t help myself

[burningdowndarkblue]

Wesanny: a Story through Sticky Notes

[bifrostiron]

"Okay!" said one twin, probably Evan, plopping Kurt down unceremoniously onto the sinfully luxurious white couch in the common area. "This is what a Windsor room looks like."

"Actually, it's what every dorm room looks like," said the one who was probably Ethan.

"We've seen the others."

"But Windsor is still the best."

"Of course."

Dalton Big Bang 2020 | Day 1: Windsor House

[duchesschameleon]

Dalton Big Bang Week 1 days 4 & 5, Lancaster House and Dobry Hall!

[becausenoothernameisavailable]

Summer boys.

Dalton Big Bang 2020 Prompt: Stuart Trio and Sebastian Smythe loving.

Rating: NC17 + NSFW

“I bet it would be hot if we did it together.” Sebastian thought as he watched Derek and Julian wash the sand off their bodies. The setting sun creating a perfect backdrop for the two pretty brunets as they washed themselves clean; hands rubbing over chiselled chests and washboards abs as they teased and playfully flicked water on each other.

Julian noticed Sebastian watching them and nudged Derek, who saucily winked back at his boyfriend, rubbing his hands with a bit more determination now that he knew he had an audience. His thumb got caught on his peaking nipple and Sebastian groaned

“Hmm.” Logan mumbled sleepily, “What’s that you said.”

“Imagine you, me, the princess and D, all together.”

“But aren’t we all.” laughed Julian who caught trail end of the conversation. “Together I mean, on this vacation.” He threw is himself on his boyfriend who yelped when he came in contact with Julian’s wet body, but still, Logan pulled Julian close to him and nuzzled sleepily into his hair. Julian smiled and kissed him on the cheek.

“Sounds interesting actually.” Derek said and kissed Sebastian’s bare shoulder.

“I knew I liked you for a reason.” Sebastian smirked and Derek kissed him deeply. “Ask the princess and the prima donna later." he whispered in between kisses, "Don’t let them fool you, they’ll be definitely up for it.”

*

“So what do you guys think?” Sebastian asked again as the four friends walked hand in hand down the street after a late dinner.

"About what?" Logan asked swinging Julian's and Derek's hand in tandem.

“About us, together." Sebastian asked carefully, "Doing it, together.” with special emphasis on his wordings as he knew it wouldn't work if everyone wasn't down with it or uncomfortable.

“You mean a foursome” Logan asked interested, stopping to look at Julian and then at Derek and then Sebastian. “Well, we haven’t discussed it." he looked at Julian again who was now watching the other boys intently, with an intrigued look on his face, "It hasn’t even crossed our minds.”

"It would be interesting to say the least." Julian smirked. “Well.” he looked at his boyfriend and his two best friends. “I mean, if there ever is a time I would be interested in a foursome, it would be with you guys.

“You would.” Derek asked, slowly getting turned on with the conversation they were having.

Julian nodded. “I trust you and I know that we are all clean."

“There's that." Logan told him kissing him on the cheek "And we love you too.” Derek beamed and sloppily kissed Julian on the other cheek.

“So, how would it work?’ Derek asked looking at Sebastian, who was their informal sex guru, though Logan & Julian both maintained that they didn't need him as they were perfectly capable on their own thank you very much, Derek normally was too blissed-out or turned on to confirm the same.

Sebastian though, was still catching up to the conversation that was happening around him. “Foursome.” he mouthed intrigued, picturing all of them naked, sweaty and in various positions. “We would need some serious logistics planning. "But" he looked at best friends who were now very interested in what he had to say, "I was thinking of something bit more vanilla, for our first foray. We could step it up, if, when we want it."

“Like what.” Derek said inching closer to his boyfriend, running a finger down Sebastian’s bare arm, who shivered at the sensation. “Like getting off together.”

And all three boys looked intrigued.

*

“So how does this work.” Logan asked as he pulled Julian close to him.

“Anyway you want I suppose.” Sebastian said as he watched the two of them together. “You do your thing, we’ll do ours and if anybody wants to sneak a peek.” he grinned, “That’s fine as well, as long as we are comfortable getting off together in the same room.”

“I bet I can make Julian come first before you can make Derek.” Logan smirked and Sebastian shivered in anticipation.

“You’re on.”

*

“Dear God, look at them.” Derek groaned as he watched Julian ride Logan on the sofa.

“I know right.” Sebastian said as he stood behind Derek, watching the couple: Julian’s lithe body all stretched out as he pleasured himself, rocking himself on Logan’s cock. Logan kissing him everywhere he could reach, his nose, his face, his cheeks, and his shoulder.

“We should get on with.” Derek groaned as Sebastian’s slowly wandering hand found his dick and squeezed. ”Let me eat you.”

*

“Fuck, look at that.” Logan groaned as he watched the scene that was taking place on the love seat. Sebastian had Derek lying flat on his stomach, ass raised on a pillow, head buried deep between Derek’s ass cheeks as he ate him.

“Look at D’s face.” Julian’s groaned.

“Look at his ass.” Logan whispered and fucked up into his boyfriend who moaned at the contact.

“Didn’t know Sebastian had it in him.” Julian groaned watching Derek moan loudly at something Sebastian did with his tongue.”

“Hey now, I have some moves of my own.” Logan said bucking up into Julian faster.

“Yes, yes you do.” breathed Julian, when Logan's hands found his cock “Yes you do.”

*

“That was amazing.” Derek moaned, thoroughly blissed-out, coming on the cushion. “I have the best ideas.” Sebastian smirked fisting his cock, pleasuring himself, still between Derek’s legs.

“Come on me.” Derek whimpered, “With pleasure.” Sebastian groaned and soon Derek felt strings of warm cum hitting him, Sebastian aiming for his ass and thighs.

*

“So gentlemen.” Sebastian smiled sunnily, thoroughly blissed out as he surveyed his wrecked friends around him, from where he was lying on the floor. Julian and Logan were cuddling together on the couch and his boyfriend was passed out on love seat, refusing to move.  “I have no energy, you wore me out.” “I did all the work.”

“What do you think.”

“Best. Idea. ever.” Julian sighed and Logan nodded and kissed him on his cheek.

“So, when is the next time?"

[daltonficbigbang]

Week Two Prompts

1. Fantasy AU

Mermaids, vampires, aliens, magic, let your imagination run wild! No limitations here. Use any character, time setting, fantasy, etc.

2. Soulmate AU

Everyone has a One True Love. Tell us about it! Doesn’t have to be one true love - they all have two hands!

3. College AU

What if Dalton hadn't been set in high school, but instead in college? Or how about Dalton still happened in high school but you want to take it further and write about the characters in college? Go for it!

4. Coffee Shop AU

What if they met in a coffee shop instead of school? What if one is a barista? What if the characters frequent the same coffee shop and meet that way? There’s a lot of potential for this day!

5. Rule 63 AU.

Aka, the genderbend episode! No limitations on this prompt but please be mindful of any trans or non-binary members of the fandom as not to offend anyone.

6. Met As Kids AU

What if they met as kids instead? Maybe you want to expand on the few who already did meet as kids (Reed+Shane, Derek+Casey, Logan+Derek, Spencer+Merril, etc) or have a new group together. Maybe all of them? Have fun!

7. NSFW Day Two

Every Sunday is the day of NSFW. This does NOT have to relate to any of the prompts of the previous week, it's just a free-for-all NSFW day. Go buck wild!

[gleedyke]

by @burningdowndarkblue for Stuart Trio day!!!

[julianafterdark]

NSFW Sundays - Dalton Big Bang

Shake It Like A Polaroid Picture Chapter 3

Julian has a difficult conversation with Logan, then has emotional sex with Corey and Mikey. Clark checks in with him.

(Written pseudonymously) 

[laurabancroft]

Playground Games

“So I think you’re right.” Riley began, as he and Colby sat down for lunch. The blonde boy’s mouth dropped open.

“About Larson? I was kidding!”

Riley ran a hand through his hair. “Well, he asked me very outwardly if I would ‘go back to his place so we could form a covalent bond’. I think he’d looked up science pick-up lines or something.”

Riley had had enough.

It had started in the morning; in the first class of the day - English. Larson had sauntered in ten minutes late. “Sorry.” He’d said. “Slept in.”

Riley scowled at the disruption, at the boy’s attitude, at the fact that Murdoch wouldn’t discipline a member of Stuart house if he was offered a million dollars. He scowled as Larson removed his sunglasses – seriously, what kind of asshole wore them indoors – and winked at him as he passed his desk.

As their ‘celebrity’ took his seat behind him, Riley felt a pair of eyes on him. He felt them on him for the entire class, and when he finally turned around to glare, Larson only gave a smug grin in response.

----

Their next class was art.

Julian had purposefully sat himself at the easel opposite Riley’s in the circle around the fruit bowl, and was looking around at him almost every other minute. Riley desperately attempted to avoid looking back at the boy – he didn’t need to know he was getting the attention reciprocated.

“Ms Blumenfeld?” Julian had asked.

“Yes?”

“Do you mind if I get a closer look at the fruit bowl?” He smirked, glancing over to Riley as he asked. The Lancaster prefect felt the blood rise to his cheeks.

“Oh!” Their art teacher seemed overjoyed. “Of course! All of you are encouraged to take a closer look if you like, whenever you please!”

Larson walked into the centre of the room; eyes focused on Riley. He picked up the banana and turned it over in his hands, smirking, and not breaking eye contact until he went back to his seat.

----

“I just don’t get it.” Riley lamented to Colby during their first break of the day. “What the fuck is happening?”

“Oh, come on,” Colby rolled his eyes. “Dude, you’re smart enough – you can’t figure this out?”

Riley picked up his water bottle to take a drink, and frowned. “Figure what out?”

“He’s clearly hitting on you!”

He almost did a spit take. “Why the fuck would you say that?”

Colby gaped at him. “Are you serious? Dude.”

“Please stop calling me dude.”

----

He had chemistry next. Colby’s words were still floating through his head, and he’d almost forgotten Larson was in this class until he’d strolled into the lab – late again.

“You’re late, Mr Larson.” Came their teacher’s voice from the front of the room.

Julian didn’t even acknowledge her, making his way to his seat. There were only a few other students between them, and he grazed Riley’s back as he inched past. Riley gritted his teeth.

“Okay, partner work today – I will be assigning your partners today, so please sit down Mr Mapleton.”

Riley saw the Windsor boy slowly lower himself back into his seat.

“Paige? You’re with Larson.”

Great.

As their classmates shuffled around the room, Julian made his way towards Riley.

Riley didn’t want to meet his eyes, and so he grabbed the things they needed for today’s experiment from the cupboard below the desk.

“You and me then, Paige?”

He could hear the smirk.

“Oh, I suppose it would kill you to be on time for a class, Larson?” He retorted, folding his arms and stepping back to look at the boy.

Julian was propped against the desk casually, one hand in his pocket, his sunglasses hanging from where he’d earlier slotted the frames over where his top button should have been done up.

“Our teachers are lucky I turn up at all.”

“I don’t know why you do.”

Julian grinned at that, “Well, I have to. After all,” He leant in so close that Riley leant back from the shorter boy instinctively. “We have chemistry together.”

Riley hated that he felt his breath catch with Larson’s face so close to his own, and he hated that he knew Julian had noticed it as well.

Julian gave out a small laugh, and resumed his position against the desk. Riley could only stare, mouth opened just slightly in the shock.

Maybe Colby was right after all.

“We – have all of our classes together today, Larson.” He eventually managed to bite back, feeling it immediately fall flat. Shit.

“Oh, believe me, I’m very aware.” Larson’s gaze did a scan of Riley’s body, and he felt the anger rise as he smirked. He’d slap the smug off his face if he could get away with it.

“Let’s just do our fucking experiment.” He muttered, turning back to their desk to begin setting the equipment up.

When he felt Larson’s presence come close again, he could only roll his eyes and turn his head the other way. “So we’re doing a fucking experiment, are we?”

Riley bit his lip and chose to ignore the other boy for the rest of the class.

----

“So I think you’re right.” Riley began, as he and Colby sat down for lunch. The blonde boy’s mouth dropped open.

“About Larson? I was kidding!”

Riley ran a hand through his hair. “Well, he asked me very outwardly if I would ‘go back to his place so we could form a covalent bond’. I think he’d looked up science pick-up lines or something.”

Colby just stared. “And how do you feel about it?”

“I don’t know! I don’t even know how I’m meant to feel about it!” Riley exclaimed.

His friend took a sip of his drink. “If you ask me, you’re at least a little interested - you’re far too stressed about it to not care.”

“Maybe I am.”

“Just – be careful. This is Julian Larson after all, I don’t even think he’s out to anyone.”

“Neither am I.”

“That’s different.”

“How?”

“Well he probably doesn’t want to be coming into class with hickeys all up his neck and his hair roughed up – I know what you’re like.”

“Like you can talk.”

“Hm?”

Riley raised an eyebrow. “I know you’re not coming all the way back from Dobry when you walk into class with your uniform askew.”

Colby blushed, and poked at the food on his tray with his fork. “That’s none of your business.” He mumbled.

“And whatever I do or don’t do with Larson is none of yours.”

“Okay, fine.” Colby sighed. “Seriously though - be careful.”

----

Riley would be lying to himself if he said he’d never thought about it. He’d be lying to himself if he thought he was one hundred percent straight – he’d fooled around with Colby on a few too many drunken occasions, and enjoyed all of them far too much.

He’d be lying to himself if he tried to tell himself he wasn’t currently checking out Larson in gym class.

Ah fuck. Damn him for having a great ass.

In all honesty, he was surprised that Larson was in gym altogether – he’d always skipped in the past, under the pretence of some bullshit like ‘I might get injured and I have to film next week’, even though everyone in the school knew that he did his own stunts.

The actor seemed to be spending as much of the class as he could stood in front of Riley, who had to force himself to look away at Larson’s incessant and unnecessary squatting, and he felt the heat in his face when the other boy would stretch his arms above his head, causing his shirt to lift just a little.

Riley cornered him in the locker room when everyone else had made their way to their next class. He knew Larson had taken his time getting changed, spending far more time shirtless than he needed to.

“What the fuck are you hoping to gain from this?”

Julian smirked, and continued buttoning his half-fastened shirt. “Well I should think that’s obvious, Paige.”

Riley stared. “So - you’re gay?”

“Bi, actually.”

Riley was at a loss for words. Julian finished getting changed and slung his bag over his shoulder. “I’d prefer you didn’t tell anyone.” He continued, looking at Riley in earnest for perhaps the first time all day.

“Then why’d you tell me?”

The actor raised his eyebrows. “Because you’re clearly interested. I know school’s only been back two weeks, but the stares are getting too much, Paige, and it’s been a while - I need something.”

Riley spluttered. “I’m not – I don’t –”

“Oh, come on, Paige.” Julian crossed the room and stopped a mere inch from Riley’s face. “You’re not subtle in the slightest.”

Riley swallowed. Despite being the shorter of the two, Julian’s confidence exuded in everything he did, leaving Riley feeling a little more than nervous around him.

Julian bit his lip, and looked down at Riley’s mouth.

“Why are you doing this?” Riley’s voice was barely more than a whisper.

“It’s fun.” Julian met his eyes. “You’re hot. I’m hot. We may as well.”

“You’re an asshole. Fuck you.”

“Well I’d frankly love you to do that, as a matter of fact.”

Riley exhaled shakily. Shit. “Not – we’re not doing this. Not here. Not now. We’re late already.”

Julian groaned and rolled his eyes. “Fine.” He said, stepping back. “But – later then?” His expression was mischievous.

Riley said nothing, only looking the boy dead in the eye before he turned and made his way to their next class.

Julian grinned as he followed.

----

And so, Riley had had enough. Their last class of the day was one that Larson had never particularly excelled in before now, but here he was, not breaking eye contact with him whilst he spoke French.

French.

Of all the fucking things Larson could have apparently got better at over winter break, it had to be French.

Riley was flustered to say the least.

He was frustrated.

And he knew Larson could tell.

He couldn’t stop himself from looking down to the other boy’s lips as yet another French euphemism left them.

Julian stopped talking, and they stared at each other for a moment, breathing slow and heavy.

“Mademoiselle Saint-Clair?” His eyes didn’t leave Riley’s as he spoke to their teacher.

“Mr Larson?”

“Riley isn’t feeling well, may I take him to the nurse?”

And that was how Riley found himself pressed against the wall of an empty hallway, lips moving furiously against Julian’s, their hands working at collars and buttons and belts and roaming over each others’ backs.

“Since when did you get so good at French anyways, Larson?” Riley asked breathlessly, with Julian kissing behind his ear and down his neck.

“Don’t worry about it, Paige.” Julian replied, lips against his skin as he spoke. “Just know it’s not the only thing I practiced over the holidays.”

He stopped at that, and stood up, hand still tangled in Riley’s loosened tie. He pressed a slow kiss to the taller boy’s jaw, and Riley closed his eyes. He thought he would collapse on the spot.

When Julian pulled away again, Riley opened his eyes. The other boy’s face was flushed, his hair sticking in every direction, lips red and soft. Riley could only imagine what he looked like in turn, and he smirked at the blossoming bruise he could see on Julian’s collarbone, just where his partially open shirt had shifted a little. He curled a hand around the shorter boy’s neck and pulled him towards him, moving his hands to Julian’s lower back to press their bodies together.

“My place?” Julian murmured against his lips, grazing them as he spoke. He looked up from them to meet Riley’s eyes, and grinned. “Or – your car?”

[bifrostiron]

Dalton Big Bang | Day 24: International Travel

Stuart Trio in Ireland ft. ridiculous frat boy outfits

[bifrostiron]

Dalton Big Bang | Day 5: The Stanton High Fabulous Five

Happy Pride!

[bifrostiron]

Logan's room was the size of Windsor room, and he was the only occupant. The difference was that the room was clearly just made for a single occupant. If there was ever a King's room, it had to be his, nestled at the corner of the floor. When the three Stuart boys now looked at him, Kurt never felt more in their territory in his life.

Dalton Big Bang | Day 2: Stuart House

[bifrostiron]

Dalton Big Bang | Day 31: Haven

I forget who it was, but someone had the idea of Haven doing Carpool Karaoke and driving past Julian, at which point they would of course invite him to join them...space limitations be damned.

Julian: Well you’re all happy to see me.

[Pause.]

Julian: I can tell.

[bifrostiron]

Dalton Big Bang | Day 57: Dwight x ______ (Dwilaura)

Redrew an old sketch from 2011 and...damn.

It’s been a long nine years, huh?

[bifrostiron]

Dalton Big Bang | Day 6: First NSFW Day

Magic in the Hamptons (Part 1)

It started with a dare.

More specifically, it started with a game of Gay Chicken prompted by a dare, one that rapidly got out of hand when Julian kissed Derek full on the mouth. Rather than pulling away, Derek had actually leaned into it, leading to an unexpectedly heated makeout session with a very wide-eyed, red-faced Logan watching from the other end of the couch.

“Uh,” Logan stammered as they pulled apart, lips glistening and a little swollen. Julian cocked an eyebrow at Derek, who was perhaps even more red than Logan, ducking his head hastily and rubbing at the back of his neck.

“Didn’t think you’d be getting a show, did you?” Julian quipped, grinning playfully over at Logan. His smile faded a little when the other boy shifted in his seat, and Julian realized that his discomfort might not be solely because of the absurdity of the situation.

Had he been of completely sound mind, Julian probably would have teased him, made some snarky comment about his year-long dry spell making him entirely too easy to rile up. But he’d been mixing increasingly elaborate fruity cocktails for the past two hours, and with it being several days into their annual summer vacation in the Hamptons, Julian was feeling particularly agreeable. So he took a bit of a risk.

Biting his lip gently, he took in the sight of Logan, from his slightly exposed chest, the top two buttons of his shirt falling open just under his collarbone, to his one leg tucked under him on the couch, shorts hugging his thighs just a little too tightly. His eyes flicked back to Logan’s face, and he hoped he wasn’t imagining the way those green eyes darkened under his gaze.

“You’re welcome to join us, if you’re that into it,” he’d said.

And Logan had.

He’d all but lunged across the couch at Julian, both of them landing on top of a very aggravated Derek, who yelped in protest as Logan’s mouth slammed against Julian’s, his hands fisting in the loose fabric of his T-shirt. Julian’s answering gasp gave way to a moan as Logan’s lips parted against his, tongue sliding across his bottom lip. Logan kissed him fiercely, almost possessively, and it was better than Julian could have imagined. He tangled his fingers in Logan’s hair, drawing him in closer.

“Excuse me,” Derek groaned from underneath them, and Julian grinned against Logan’s mouth.

“Don’t worry,” Julian said, adjusting position so he was now sprawled across Derek’s lap, one arm slung over his shoulders and the other still on Logan’s neck. He nodded between the two of them. “There’s plenty to go around.”

Logan’s eyes met Derek’s, and Julian’s grin widened. He’d never actually had a threesome before. He wasn’t opposed to it, although he definitely wouldn’t have ever expected his first one to go down between his two best friends on their summer vacation. Something told him it was probably a bad move to let this get any further, that it couldn’t possibly end well for any of them - but that impulse was shut down the moment Logan’s lips met Derek’s.

He was more hesitant this time, not pouncing on Derek like he had with Julian. But Derek leaned into it, eyes slipping shut, and Julian stared transfixed as his friends made out mere inches away from his face. He could feel Derek’s cock hardening against his thigh, and Julian laughed breathlessly, eyes still fixed on Logan’s mouth.

“You know,” he said, and they both glanced over at him, breaking apart just enough that they could breathe. “You two look pretty good together.”

Somehow, that seemed to be what brought Logan back to his senses. “Hold on,” he muttered, backing away from the others and settling in the middle of the couch, knees folded under him. “What is this? This—you guys are straight.”

Julian laughed. “I never said that.”

Logan’s mouth fell open.

“Oh,” he said quietly, and Julian suddenly wished he’d chosen to do this at a time when he wasn’t too drunk to properly discern the shift in Logan’s facial expression.

“I am,” Derek interrupted, raising the hand that wasn’t currently cupping Julian’s ass. Julian snorted.

“I’m getting mixed signals here, D,” he said with a smirk, grinding his hips down against Derek’s hardening cock for emphasis. Derek groaned.

“Jesus,” he hissed. “Okay, look, it’s been a while. What do you want from me?”

Julian was about to give Derek a taste of exactly what he wanted from him, but he stopped short when he caught Logan’s eyes. The taller boy had shifted, crawling back toward the pair of them with his hands bracketing Julian’s legs. Julian’s breath hitched as he took in the intense expression on Logan’s face. He was vaguely aware of Derek staring at them, but all Julian could focus on was Logan - Logan’s hand on his hip, Logan’s thighs straddling him, Logan’s breath ghosting over his face as he whispered, “Why didn’t you say something before?”

Julian had imagined a couple different scenarios for coming out to Logan over the years, but he’d never dreamed of anything quite like this.

He barely had the chance to choke out a response before Logan’s mouth was on his, firm and demanding. Julian’s lips parted involuntarily, his tongue darting out for a taste, and he was pleasantly surprised when Logan moaned into his mouth, long fingers tightening their grip on his waist.

“Fuck,” Derek muttered, and Julian grinned. He writhed against Derek’s lap, his own cock twitching at the feeling of Derek’s erection pressed into his ass. Derek tried and failed to hold back a moan. “Fuck, okay, so if we’re doing this—“

“Don’t overthink it,” Julian mumbled, turning his head to face Derek. Logan’s lips trailed down his neck, eliciting a low moan as he sucked gently on the sensitive skin below Julian’s jaw. Julian glanced up through his eyelashes, and Derek’s lips parted, breath coming in short gasps. “Just enjoy it.”

Julian watched him expectantly, grinning when he finally whispered, “Fuck it,” and dove down to capture Julian’s lips.

—

Things got a little out of hand after that.

They never really planned for it to happen again. They certainly hadn’t talked about it after, going their separate ways for the night before they even had a chance to get cleaned up. But when the next night inside during a thunderstorm ended with Julian bent over the arm of the couch, Logan’s cock in his mouth and Derek’s in his ass, he started to feel like maybe they all needed more of this. So he’d taken the lead, encouraging them both with sly glances as he climbed out of the pool, or “accidental” touches when they passed each other on the tennis courts.

Sometimes it worked a little too well.

He couldn’t quite put his finger on what was happening between them. Logan, it seemed, was more touch-starved than they’d realized, equally happy to be kissing Derek or Julian if it meant some kind of contact. Derek, on the other hand, still seemed pretty hesitant about the whole thing, fine with having his dick sucked or fucking Julian from behind as long as he could pretend it was a girl he was with. Julian didn’t mind. He still got the better end of the deal, even without considering Logan’s sudden interest in him.

Of course, when he came back from a morning run to find Logan and Derek on the couch shoving their tongues down each other’s throats, Julian wondered if perhaps he’d misjudged the situation.

The pair looked up at him with twin expressions of surprise and horror, and Julian had to bite back a laugh. His eyes widened, taking in the scene before him: Logan, sprawled out on the couch with his knees in the air, clutching the hem of Derek’s T-shirt; Derek, crouched over him with one hand on the arm of the couch and the other on Logan’s hip.

“You couldn’t wait for me to get back?” Julian joked, for lack of anything better to say.

Logan’s face paled, and he scrambled to sit up, straightening his rumpled clothes. Derek, on the other hand, looked remarkably composed, and only the light blush on his cheeks and the way he pointedly avoided eye contact with Logan indicated that he was at all embarrassed by the situation.

“Did you want to watch?” he shot back at Julian, who couldn’t decide if it sounded more like a joke or a challenge.

He decided to call Derek’s bluff, if only to see how far he’d take it. He set down his phone and keys on the bar counter, sauntering over to the chair across from them. Logan stared wide-eyed as he sat, elbows propped on his lap and fingers tented in front of him, looking between them expectantly.

Even then, Julian didn’t really think they would actually go for it. But Derek actually turned back to Logan, though he was still avoiding his gaze, eyes fixed on his lips instead. Logan gasped a little when Derek pressed their mouths together, kissing him hesitantly. He didn’t quite kiss back, but he didn’t back away either.

Derek’s hand crept up Logan’s side, his shirt lifting to expose newly tanned skin. Julian stared as Logan writhed against the couch cushions, leaning into the kiss with a soft moan.

Julian might have expected to feel jealous, seeing the boy he loved kissing someone else. But this felt different. He was here this time, not just as a wistful onlooker, but an active participant. And even now, while he was across the room watching them go at it, he had some degree of confidence that Logan would want him, too, if he decided to join in.

Of course, there was always the chance that he was wrong, that this would blow up in all their faces. But he didn’t particularly want to think about that right now.

Logan’s hands found their way to Derek’s sides, pushing his shirt up. His fingers roamed over his lower back, his hips, his chest, desperate for contact. Derek squirmed a little under Logan’s touch, but he leaned into it, settling in Logan’s lap and grinding their hips together.

All the while, Julian stared, his pants growing tighter. They did look good together, these two, even with their awkward fumbling and the fact that Logan still didn’t seem entirely comfortable having an audience. He thought about asking to join in, but he was enjoying himself just fine, anticipation building as he watched Logan tug Derek’s shirt off over his head, pushing him back against the opposite arm so that Logan was the one on top. Julian watched intently as Logan kissed down Derek’s chest, sucking little marks into his bare skin. His hands held firmly on Derek’s hips, thumbs teasing at his waistband while he sucked hard at a spot just below Derek’s hipbone.

“Jesus Christ,” Derek muttered, fingernails digging into the couch cushions.

Logan glanced over at Julian, breathing hard. His lips quirked up in a small smile when he caught Julian’s fierce gaze. “You gonna tap in now?”

Julian grinned. “I don’t know, looks like you’ve got things handled pretty well.”

“Don’t mind him,” Derek choked out. “He just doesn’t want to look undignified.”

Logan shot him a glare. “I don’t mind,” he grumbled, and as if for emphasis, he jerked Derek’s shorts down over his hips without bothering to unbutton them.

Up until now, Julian had been the one giving the most when it came to oral. At times he’d felt like Logan and Derek were just passing him back and forth, fucking him in turns for their own benefit, which might be annoying if he weren’t so turned on by the idea. But now, Logan took the lead, and Julian decided he was more than happy to be upstaged.

Because holy shit. The intensity Logan brought to everything else they’d done was even more apparent now, when he took Derek’s cock into his mouth with a low moan, his fist curled around the base. He didn’t attempt to take all of him in, but he worked the shaft with practiced ease, long fingers flexing in time with the movement of his jaw. Derek threw his head back with a loud moan, which Logan echoed, swallowing him down just a little further.

Julian wasn’t aware he was moving until he was already on his knees, all but crawling across the floor to get to them. Logan saw him out of the corner of his eye, and he adjusted position, allowing Julian room to brace himself with one arm on the couch. The other, he used to nudge Logan’s hand away, waiting until he’d released all but the head of Derek’s cock before replacing Logan’s fingers with his tongue.

The noise Derek made when their mouths slid over him in tandem went straight to Julian’s cock. If he wasn’t fully hard before, he certainly was now, and he moaned softly in frustration as he reached for his groin. He didn’t even bother with his shorts, instead palming himself roughly through the fabric and grinding his hips against the friction. Logan’s eyes flickered to his, mirroring Julian’s own needy desperation, and they both licked up Derek’s shaft until their tongues met in the middle, mouths sliding together fiercely.

“Hey,” Derek whined, canting his hips in midair when his cock fell from between their lips. “I was close, come on—“

Julian drew back, a line of saliva still clinging to his bottom lip. His tongue darted out to tease the tip, and Logan watched him intently as he swallowed Derek down, opening his throat to take him all the way. His eyes watered a little, but he pressed on, burying his face in Derek’s crotch.

“Fuck,” Derek gasped, hips jerking involuntarily against Julian’s mouth. Julian sucked hard, tongue lathing over the shaft as he swallowed around him, taking him in deeper. Derek thrust into his mouth with a broken shout, and Julian felt it when he came hard, spilling down his throat.

He pulled back slowly, releasing Derek’s spit-slick cock from his mouth and turning to face Logan. His eyes were still on Julian, pupils blown and lids hooded with arousal. Before Julian even had the chance to smile up at him, Logan grabbed hold of his shirt collar, dragging him up onto the couch to bring their mouths together in a bruising kiss. Julian clambered over Derek’s legs, settling in awkwardly between them without breaking contact with Logan’s lips. Derek grumbled something from his side of the couch, but Julian wasn’t listening, his attention focused entirely on Logan’s hands at his waistband.

“Let me—“ he tried to say, but Logan cut him off by sliding his tongue in Julian’s mouth.

After an agonizing moment, Julian’s pants fell open and long fingers wrapped around his cock. Logan was good with his hands, frequently able to bring Julian right to the edge with just a few strokes. Julian rolled his hips in time with the motion of his hand, straddling Logan’s lap and grinding against him. Logan’s movements stuttered, and Julian realized he was close as well. He felt a smug sense of satisfaction at having this effect on Logan without even touching him. But Logan clearly wanted more, and Julian was happy to give it to him.

Julian leaned into Logan’s touch, his arms draping over the taller boy’s shoulders. Their mouths moved together, hot and wet and wanting, gasping for breath every so often before diving back in for more. Logan moaned hungrily against him, gripping his cock tighter and working him hard under his shorts. Julian was momentarily grateful that he hadn’t bothered with underwear, until Logan’s thumb swirled over the head of his cock and he lost all capacity for coherent thought.

He broke apart from Logan’s lips, panting for breath, and Logan dived immediately to mouth at Julian’s neck. He knew the effect that had on Julian, had done this enough times by now to know what would push him over the edge. Julian was barely able to choke out a warning before he came with a full-body shudder, spilling over both of their laps.

Logan’s teeth sank into the crook of Julian’s shoulder, and Julian knew he wasn’t far behind. He spread his legs, gripping Logan’s lap with his thighs and rolling his hips against the bulge in his pants. Logan didn’t even bother undressing, just held Julian tightly with one hand on his ass and one on his lower back, grinding roughly against him while sucking a sizable hickey into his neck. His hips stuttered once, twice, three times before he stilled with a muffled groan, fingers pressing into Julian’s skin.

They sat like that for a moment, arms wrapped around each other, catching their breath as they came down from the high. Julian paused, allowing himself one precious moment to revel in the feeling of Logan’s arms around him, his lips still pressed to Julian’s neck. He’d have to come back to reality in a second, face the fact that this was only a temporary fixation brought on by their isolation and boredom - but just for that moment, he could pretend it was something real.

When his mind cleared, Julian remembered Derek, still sprawled at the end of the couch with his legs awkwardly akimbo on either side of him and Logan. He snuck a glance to the side and caught him staring, wide-eyed and open-mouthed.

“Enjoy the show?” Julian said, plastering on a playful smirk and hesitantly untangling himself from Logan.

Derek shook his head a little to snap himself out of it. “Not enough to go again,” he mumbled, swinging his legs off the couch as soon as Julian was out of the way. He got to his feet, crouching down to retrieve his shorts.

“I’m first for the shower,” Logan grumbled, shifting awkwardly in his seat. Julian snickered.

“Make a bit of a mess, there, huh Wright?”

Logan rolled his eyes, ignoring the derisive use of his last name. “Not like you’re much better,” he pointed out, nodding to Julian.

Julian glanced down at his T-shirt, which was now sporting a pretty sizable cum stain over most of the front. He stared for a moment before tugging the shirt over his head and tossing it on the floor.

“It’s hot, anyway,” he shrugged, turning towards the patio doors. “I’ll be in the pool.”

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