Three's a Crowd(boyxboy) (Completed!)

Chapter 23: I Want You...

Dean's Pov* Tuesday

Margo ran off toward my room to get dressed.

I jumped out of the shower after shutting off the taps and chased after her stark naked. "Margo! Please come back!"

"No! Once I'm dressed, I'm leaving!" She was throwing on her clothes in a frenzy.

"Babe, please, I want to talk through this." I said, entering the room. "I know you are furious at me, and you have every right to be, but I want to work this out. I know I fucked up, but I don't want to lose you..."

"You should have thought about that when you were filling Payton's hole with all of you!" She yelled, and threw a pillow at me. "Now leave me alone!"

The pillow hit my chest with force, and fell to the ground. I approached her but every time I got close, she shoved me away.

"I said leave me alone! you are a cheating bastard and I hate you!"

"Margo please... I'm sorry..." I grabbed on to her wrist.

"Let. Me. Go!" She screamed, pulling away from me.

"Fine, I'll let you go, but let me say one thing before you go."

"What more could you possibly say to me now Dean?" She asked yelling. "That you never meant to? That it meant nothing? Don't try and pull that shit with me Dean! I've known for a long time you and Payton had something weird going on, no one does the kinda shit you and him have done without having something going on!" She finished getting dressed, and grabbed all her things. "Now I'm leaving! Don't try and stop me and don't fucking call me!"

She stormed out of the apartment leaving me alone to mull over everything.

***
Later that night I laid in my bed alone. No Margo, no Payton, just me and a spiral of thoughts and regrets.

Was any of this even worth it?

I rolled over and stared at my wall. "Why am I so fucking stupid?" I sighed and ran my hand through my hair. "I just couldn't keep it in my pants could I?" I growled at myself. "Maybe if I had... None of this would be happening." I felt so angry at myself. Seriously! Why was I so fucking stupid?

Why did I have to go and ruin the good thing I had? Margo and I had been together for over ten years now, and have known each other for fifteen. Why did I decide on a whim to just throw that away? I loved her and now I'd never get the chance to fix things.

But to be fair though, I did know Payton a lot longer... Him and I had been friends since pre school, and who knows how long he had been in love with me... I never realized that maybe, deep down I felt the same way for him for just as long.

God... Now I was rethinking everything for the last ten years of my life... What if him and I had been together all this time? My face heated up, and I hid it in a pillow. I imagined us going on dates, and spending time together. I imagined his laugh, and what it would be like to hold his hand. Then I thought about how it felt when he and I kissed...

The flood gates had been opened.

My mind raced with the thoughts of him going down on me, him arching his back for me, and that moan of his...

"Payton..." I called, feeling a swell of emotion. My hand darted down to my pants, feeling my erection growing as those thoughts continued.

I know it didn't seem like the best time to be masturbating, but I couldn't help myself. Thoughts of Payton got me so aroused, and I needed to release before I would feel better.

I took my dick out of my pants, and grabbed some lotion from my end table. I put the cool lotion on myself and began to stroke.

It felt amazing.

I worked myself good and hard thinking of him, moaning as I did. I could feel the pleasure rising higher and higher, until I couldn't hold it in anymore. I came all over the wall, making a huge sticky mess.

I breathed heavily. "What the... fuck Is...wrong...with me?"