Three Muskequeers

Love Triangles Are Confusing

Three muskequeers seeking love from another. A love triangle is complicated, but with the participants being thirsty gay guys, it becomes a blood bath. This love triangle isn't a game anymore, it is kill or be killed. The Hunger Games is quaking.

"And I was getting all pumped up to fight back!" I complain to Nick.

"I'm sorry you didn't get to fight my dad. I'm sure he would've loved to say something homophobic to you."

"Yeah, and right after I heard that he missed me." I reference when Nick told me that his dad hated Jake more than me.

Nick laughs. "You're his favorite gay, what can I say?"

"I'm so honored that Mr. Flame has nominated me to win best gay."

Nick sits down next to me on his bed. I sat down first since I like to make myself at home as soon as possible. "How do you like my room now?"

I stare at his super straight soccer themed bedroom. Navy is the main color, since the bedsheets, furniture, and walls are all navy. There are hints of red and white in there too, to make a completely American room. Typical straight design, although it does look nice. The only thing out of place ironically are the soccer ball bean bags that are black and white. The clash between black and navy is unsettling.

"The soccer ball beam bags needs to be either navy and white or you have to change your room to a black, and white base."

"Wow I have no idea what you just said, but I'm just going to assume it's perfect," Nick smiles.

I roll my eyes. "It's cute enough for a straight soccer boy," I tease him.

"I had to straighten up the room so you'd be the gayest thing in here. Trust me, you're really that pop my room needed," he winks.

"I guess I am pretty gay and appealing to look at." I look at him and laugh.

"No one beats you in that department."

"Which one? The gay department or the attractive department?" I smile.

"The gay one, I'm the unbeatable one in the attractive department."

I raise my eyebrow. "You're pretty confident, how predictable for the Egomaniac."

"You're not disagreeing though, so it must be true."

"I think you're forgetting about Jake."

"Nah, I took him into account," Nick shrugs with a cocky smile.

"Your ego is through the roof today. You think you're more attractive than him? Should I tell him that?" I ask with a big smile.

"You can tell him I think so, he already knows that I have the best ass," he winks.

I laugh, and take a look at it while he's sitting down. "If God hates gays then he would never had made your ass so amazing."

We crack up. "Does that mean you agree with me? Am I more attractive than Jake?"

I lean close to his face. "I don't know, I need to get a closer look. Jake showed me his body on our date, and I saw some wonderful things. Can you provide the same thing?"

He smirks and takes off his shirt right away. Sexy six pack abs flash in front of my face, and his protruding, sculpted chest makes my body start to tingle. "If you wanted me to take off my shirt, why didn't you just ask?"

I grip my private area, because I'm feeling too much down there. "J-Jake let me touch his body too."

"So you want to touch me?" he asks. His smile is wide, and I can tell he's trying to get me to admit that I'm just a horny gay that still has a crush on him.