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It was a long day. Robert was in his bathroom, brushing his teeth and staring at his reflection in the mirror. He filled the cup with water, rinsed his mouth, placed the toothbrush back where it was, and left the room. He was feeling very sad and stressed out because nothing seemed to be going right. He sighed, feeling his cheeks turn red, and a tear fall down.
No.
He wasn't going to allow his stupid problems bother him. Robert decided to call simon because he would know what to do.
Riiiiiiiiiinnnnnngggg.......
SIMON: "hello?"
ROBERT: "hi...it's me. [gulps] um...are you busy?"
SIMON: "No, why? You sound...sad. Is everything alright?"
ROBERT: "No. [sniffles]. It's not. I just want you here with me, by my side. Is that too much to ask?"
SIMON: "Jesus Christ, Robin, what happened? I---"
ROBERT: "Did you just--"
SIMON: "Did I what?"
ROBERT: "call me..."
BOTH: "robin?"
[both laugh]
SIMON: "I'm on my way"
20 minutes later...
robert was sitting on his couch, watching the television when he heard Simon knocking the door. "It's me love, please don't be frightened."
Love.
He managed to stand up, and when robert opened the door, he smiled to see simon holding a bottle of wine, ten beers, and whiskey.
"What the fuck, Simon?" Robert gasped. Simon pecked robert on the cheek and whispered in his ear. "Don't worry about it. You're with me tonight. You're going to tell me what happened and then we're both going to laugh at how stupid your problems are because boys don't cry. Please....believe me." Robert caught eye contact, and couldn't help but keep it for ten seconds.
'Simon's eyes are so fucking perfect. I could stare into them for hours.' He thought to himself. Simon blushed, and walked towards the kitchen. He placed the alcohol in the fridge, and returned with two beers in hand. He gave one to Robert, and they both sat down. "What are you watching?" He asked, drinking his beer. "Nothing." Robert replied. "I'm watching you."
"Is that so?" Simon laughed, moving closer.
"Yeah."
They were about ten inches away from each other, until Simon decided that wasn't enough. Their legs were now touching. Robert turned off the television, and there was absolute silence. Simons eyes were locked in Robert's. The tension increased until Robert places his hand on Simon's cheek, without daring to break eye contact. He rubbed his thumb on Simon's lip, quivering. Simon was already feeling his penis grow hard just from his touch. Robert was already feeling hard as well- Simon's soft moaning was driving him insane. As he proceeded to bring him closer, he felt the hot breath that smelled heavily like alcohol , and his tiny, kissable lips pecking his cheek that brought him to pure ecstasy and heaven. Simon rolled his head on Robert's shoulder with his devious, seductive smile.
Robert gazed on Simons gorgeous lips- bright pink, small, and absolutely gorgeous. He didn't realize his legs were wrapped around Simon's thin, yet muscular body. He could stay in this position forever; it was perfect. Mary never managed to drive him crazy like Simon did- to the point where it no longer excites him. Robert found himself thinking about the first time he kissed Simon. The day when they became more than friends. He always had a romantic relationship with all of them, but with simon it was always more intimate. A walk with Boris would be considered normal, and Mary never suspected anything. However, if he were to walk with simon to his house, everything turned out to be...wild.
Robert thought about every time they got drunk- was that an excuse for them kissing? Touching? Mary would never "accidentally" kiss anyone else under the effect of alcohol...would she?
"Hey you've been quiet for too long. What's the problem?" Simon cupped Robert's face, and it seemed as if they were staring into each other's soul. "Um..."
Suddenly, perry walked inside of the room, and fed on the image before him. Out of the million ways he could have responded to what he was seeing, he laughed, "I'm not surprised. Just be grateful it was me and not somebody else boys. If you were about to fuck, at least be smart and go in a private room. Perhaps the upstairs room?"
Simon pulled away, walked up to Perry, and hugged him. Robert's heart was beating and he was having mixed feelings. He didn't know whether he should feel jealous, happy or sad. Perry smiled...and...kissed...him?
'What the hell just happened? Why did simon allow that happened? Is he cheating on me?'
Robert's face flushed and he shot perry a nasty look.
"Robert. Relax. We're both even now since you're dating Mary, right?"
Silence.
Perry joined Robert on the couch, watching a tear roll down his face. "What happened, baby? Why are you crying? Why don't you try to laugh about it; hide those tears in your eyes?" Perry opened the bottle of wine, poured it in a glass and handed it to him.
Robert accepted it, wiped the tears falling down his face, and patted the seat next to him on the couch. Simon knew he was asking him to sit there, so he walked over and sat down.
Robert drank the wine and finally spoke: "The reason why I'm so sad and I'm not bothering to speak until now has nothing to do with you perry... It's just that... I don't really know, I guess I was overthinking things? In a way I'm cheating on Mary and it's making me feel terribly guilty. Simon isn't helping; I'm pretty sure the both of you are dating---"
"We are not dating, don't come to conclusions, now Robert. We are simply close friends like you and I." Perry blushed and sighed. "It's no use. I'm obviously wasting my time. Perhaps I should leave?" Robert finally gave in and melted into his lips- no words, body language or sign to it. Perry kissed him back harder, and fastened the pace. Their two tongues met, sliding against each other.
Simon awkwardly watched and when they finished kissing, Robert grasped Simon's shirt and threw it across the floor while perry helped unbotton Robert's short. Within a minute, all three men were staring at each other's naked bodies.
They were all so close to each other on this couch, so they decided to go upstairs where robert and Mary slept and fuck.
Robert knew what was about to happened and he closed the door.
