The Life Of The A Team

Ashton's POV

I looked at him. 5'8,  brown hair, dark blue eyes that went with my intense green ones, red and white glasses, jeans, a VidCon t-shirt, converse and a warm smile. That's my boyfriend Cal. He walked towards me and then gave me a hug. "How's my sweet boyfriend today," he asked. "Great, and I made you breakfast" I winked. "Ermagawd BACON!!!! You know me to well." he said excitedly. I teased him "I'll always make you bacon as long as you love me. He kissed my nose. "Of course, my sweet" I laughed as he ran towards the kitchen. I went to go take a shower. As I turned on the water I realized that I forgot a clean set of clothes. "Shit" I mumbled. I ran back to the bedroom to find Cal sitting on the bed. I blushed. "Eh, would have been better if you weren't dressed." He giggled and handed me my clothes. "Whatever" I said, beginning to shut him out. "Hey, I was kidding" He came over and hugged me then gave me a quick kiss. "Hurry up with your shower, K?" I nodded and skittered back to the shower. I got undressed and walked in letting the warm water cascade over me. I started to wash myself and started thinking. The A Team was coming back from the holiday break and Cal and I couldn't randomly be as loud as fuck. Damn. I got out, dried off, got dressed, and ran back to the bedroom. I jumped on the bed and fell back next to Cal. "Hey, Ash." he said flicking my nose. "Shut up" I responded and pressed my lips to his. A/N for some reason this turns on my cousin..... he's weird.... ANYWAY He started kissing back and God I loved him so much. YEAH! I'm bisexual! So? I held back for a breath and looked into his eyes. I saw my feelings mirrored there. Then the stupid front door opened. I looked at Cal. They're back. I took his hand as we thundered down the stairs. He looked at me surprised, but didn't question it. I stopped in front of my team. We were crime commiters. Cal and I murdered. Jay and Ross, The only other boyxboy couple in the team, were arsonists. Marie, strait, and Wolfe, bisexual and in love with Marie, stole and tortured. Marie prefers a weapon, but Wolfe prefers drowning or choking them on blood. Wolfe's also a blood addict. She drinks blood collected from victims. Leila, bisexual, and Sage, strait, got us our high stash. That's code for they are our drug dealers. And last but not least there are the sluts for hire, Emma and Jason. We had both gender because of the preference of the buyer and they were also both bisexual so that we could double the money for homos. I looked at Sage. "The stuff? I think we can celebrate tonight. " She nodded and smiled seductively. I was a player once but now I'm coming out. "Oh and Team? Yeah um.... I'MGAYANDINLOVEWITHCAL!" I blurted out. Cal glanced at me questionably. I looked at the team I worked so hard to build. Deep breath. "I've turned homosexual" I braced myself for anger but they also were fine. Sage brought out the stash and we all looked at each other before some of us started smoking it and others started on the alcohol. I prefer the high so I went there.
4 hours later

I felt the high start up and I felt a lot of lust that I could normally control. I went up to Cal. "Dude, I think I need to lie down." He looked concerned and took me stumbling up to the bedroom. Haha I tricked him. When we walked in I turned around and kissed him hard pressing him against the wall. I clicked his lip begging for entrance. He refused. I smirked at him and licked his sweet spot. He moaned and I kissed him while he was open mouthed getting my tongue in. Yes! I explored every inch of his mouth. My hands went to the edge of his shirt and started pulling up. He tensed then relaxed. I ripped his shirt off and as he tried to get mine off I was already unbuttoning his jeans. Once I got his jeans off we both stopped and just looked into each other. I still had my jeans on because I was faster than him. Then my hands slowly went to the edge of his boxers and stopped. "Do you want this?" I asked. "I won't force you". He looked me in the eyes." I'm sure." And with that his boxers were gone. Soon mine were too. Man, I am gonna be a GOOD guy for sale.
The next day.....
Jason's POV

I had put on some nice clothes. Today, someone had called looking for a homo guy to have some fun. Yeah...... He was paying $50.00 per moment of pleasure..... so 50 dollars per 30 minutes. I was staying for as long as I could. I needed the pleasure. We don't really murder anymore so Ashton's thinking of joining us and Cal will drug deal. Perfect. I grabbed my keys and drove to the hotel. I told the guys at the room's door the code. He let me in. I saw a 20 year old guy reading on the couch. He had dark black hair, faded green eyes, a random shirt and black jeans. No belt. Great......? He looked up as I walked in. "I'm Zak" he purred. "So, what's the plan?" I asked politely. He walked towards me and stopped when we were barely , about, 3 inches away. "What do you think? I hired you for a reason..... Oh, good, they sent me a sexy one this time. Last place I tried they sent an Ugly as fuck, whore to me. Ugh. But, Hey, your pretty!" He trace my jawline with his finger. "Go on," He said. I did. I kissed him softly and he carried me to the other room. The bedroom. Hmm, A bit soon.  He sat me on his lap and my hands were in his hair as we kissed deeply. I felt a hunger rise in him. This always happens. He started unbuttoning my shirt. I waited. He stopped. "You're different. You wait for me so I'm in control, don't you?" I nodded shyly. "Relax" He murmured. I did. Then I looked up at him. He kissed me softly. "Shirt" I reminded him. He went back to unbuttoning my shirt while I still waited. When he was finished I started to slip his t-shirt off. He was already on my jeans. As more clothes came off, I kept thinking how it was worth it to bring cash home. He took me in once all the clothes were off. "You're perfect" and with that he began.

4 hours later
Jason's POV

It didn't really hurt anymore. I wasn't a virgin. I was a freaking

whore technically, so..... yeah. I was curled up next to Zak and he was stroking my hair and murmuring his nickname for me. He said it like a prayer. Jase, Jase, Jase. "Hey, Zak?" I asked. "Yeah?" He looked at me. "I reach out when I have a confession, I reach out with desperation, but no one listens so I go looking for the next best thing." I paused, looking at him. "Continue,!" he said still stroking my hair. "Happiness, straight from the bottle, when real life's too hard to swallow." I said. Hopefully he would get the hint. He did. He chuckled, went to his bag and pulled out the cash. Oh, he didn't. "Hey, Zak..... When can I see you again?" He glanced up. "Well, I'll just request you, Jase" he explained. I nodded and got dressed. I said goodbye, kissed him one last time, and headed home with my cash.
A/N I THINK THIS CHAPTER IS OVER