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**Chapter 3: Payback is a Bitch

Club Sea4**

Brain Overload.

Normally, Jason performed a quick 'system's reboot' by hitting his head continuously.

But right now...

"Hey man," Warren said, grinning from ear to ear and licking his lips. His thick tongue wrapped around his muzzle, taking the bits of cum from his face and swallowing it. "You taste good, Jason."

...

Still nothing from Jason's brain.

Even his three subconscious parts were out of commission.

"Um... Just so you know, I did not plan this, Jase," Brett said, looking just as shocked. The Rottweiler regarded Warren curiously. "So... Are you...?"

"Gay?" Warren asked with a shrug. "Don't really know. The Alderonian Marines are the gayest military organization in the world. It's the only military body that's still enforces the 'all-male' edict and well..." Warren grinned, rolling his eyes absently towards the ceiling. "A guy has needs, right...?"

That was true.

The Marines were basically all-male. It wasn't a sexist move or anything but more like tradition. Women who wanted to join the marines were put in their own division, the Valkyries and they were a far more organised and far more disciplined than the Marines. Valkyries were one of the top military bodies in the world with their signature weapon being a large, folding spear that they used for medium-range combat.

The Marines were basically just grunts.

"But... What are you doing here?" Brett demanded. "I mean... How are you not gay if you're here giving my fiancé head!? Not to mention in the toilets of a gay bar!?"

Warren shrugged again. "Can't really tell you, man. But above all I was just curious. I heard this was the hottest gay club in town and I decided to give it a shot! I mean, I dropped the soap a lot while I was in the Marines. Sometimes purposefully." He winked at Jason.

For some reason, that wink kick-started Jason's brain again.

"Wait..." he began. "So...?"

"I'm just figuring things out," Warren admitted with a shrug. "I mean, I liked girls back in middle school."

"Boy did you ever..." Jason muttered, rolling his eyes.

Warren was a real lady killer. Sure Arkton Middle School was very conservative but that only seemed to drive up the libidos of its students. The big dragon often boasted how he 'did' this girl or that girl. Jason always felt jealous but Jen and Kevin seemed to always know it was a lie.

Now... he was starting to wonder if there was more to those lies...

"But recently..." Warren shrugged again, grinning at Jason and appraising him shamelessly. "You can guess."

Brett wrapped his arms around Jason and kissed the latter's cheek. "What do you say, babe? Shall we 'educate' your friend?"

What!? Jason's mind screamed. No!

"Sure," he responded with a slight grin.

"But maybe not tonight, okay?" Brett asked, winking at Warren. "Jase and I need a bit of time to ourselves."

"We do?" Jason asked, confounded.

"After today," Brett said, stopping his promiscuous act. "We might just postpone the wedding a little longer. We clearly have a lot of issues we need to work out."

"Like you being a former porn star?" Jason muttered, turning into that nuzzle and kissing Brett.

"Hmmm... And you with your overactive libido..." Brett murmured.

It was fair... In a sense...

Jason had slept with another man and Brett had been keeping his past a secret. It was clear neither of them was ready to get married yet and a wave of relief washed over Jason as he came to this conclusion.

Horndog was cheering, glad that his interference hadn't actually led to a true disaster. Optimist and Pessimist were making out.

Warren cleared his throat and the two lovers pulled away.

"You two lovebirds have fun then. I'll just stick around here a little longers."

"Yeah," Brett replied, smiling at Jason and inclining his head towards the door, "let's get out of here,"

The trio left the club much to the disappointment of many of the patrons. Trent - the giraffe at the front - complained that it was still early but Brett just looped his arm around Jason's waist and winked. That giraffe stopped griping and stopped two teenagers from entering.

They took Jason's convertible back to the apartments.

"So..." Brett began, grinning faintly. "I'm a porn star... Wanna know how many movies I made?"

"Yes!" Horndog cried.

No!

"Can I guess first?" Jason asked with a faint grin.

"Sure."

"Um... ten?"

Brett rolled his eyes. "One short, Jase. I made eleven."

"Um... Okay... But weren't you underage...?"

"We're considered adults when we hit eighteen, Jase," Brett said, grinning.

A lot of questions were boiling deep within Jason and as much as he wanted to blow up in Brett's face at the moment... He just couldn't. They had been through too much together for him to jeopardise everything now with some poorly placed words.

"So you were throwing yourself at them for three years?"

"No, not three," Brett replied. "Remember how the announcer said I hadn't been up there for over a year? Well, it's true. I haven't been 'Envy' for over a year."

"But why were you Envy in the first place?" Jason demanded, feeling that sense of betrayal and anger boil up again. It was hard to just get rid of those feelings through some words and sex. They were still there... and it hurt.

Cum didn't make for a very good bandage.

"Remember how my dad used to be part of the Justice Guard?" Brett said, his grin becoming a little shaky. "And how, when he died, my mom got a hefty compensation package?"

"Yeah..."

"That all went to my mom, Jase. It numbered in the millions but she was spending it on me to get a better education. I didn't want it to be like that. I wanted my mom to have that money. I had to make it on my own out in the world. So, when I started living with you guys right after I graduated from High School, I started looking for jobs.

"Just so happens that one of those jobs was as a porn star... Envy."

"One?" Jason asked suspiciously.

Brett's grin resumed its normal brightness. "College isn't cheap, you know! I did a few stacking jobs too!"

"That's why you were always out so late..."

When Brett had been living in the Wolfe residence, the Rottweiler always arrived home quite late. Dan had always been there to greet him in more ways than one but Connor and Jason were normally asleep by then.

"So you were making porn movies and stacking shelves...?" Jason asked. "Why didn't you tell us!?"

Brett rolled his eyes. "Honestly, Jason? What would you guys have done? Offered me a loan?"

"Well..." He thought about it for a moment. Dan was pretty well off from his job relocating superheroes and their families but since Descent that job had been redundant. His father went back to being a lawyer and that didn't pay as well as one would think.

That was three years ago.

Brett had been Envy through that...

"I guess not..." Jason sighed softly. "You still could've told me..."

"I know," Brett sighed, rubbing Jason's shoulder tenderly. "But... It's something I was ashamed of... Back then, you were with..."

Jason braced himself.

"With him," Brett continued, "and I'm going to admit, Jase... I was jealous. Just the way you two were together... It was just perfect... and I wanted that. I wanted you."

"Why me?" he demanded instinctively. "Why am I so desirable?"

The Rottweiler chuckled. "You don't see it, Jase, but there's just this... light about you. I don't know what it really is but it's just like you make people shine in ways that they never could otherwise. You brought your Dan out into the truth, you found love, even broke Robin's shell a little... and even had Kevin repent at the very last minute, saving him from the darkness of Bane Bloodbath.

"How is that not desirable?"

"I just try to get things done..." Jason muttered.

"And that's why I wanted you," Brett sighed, sitting back. "You were perfect and when we did it for the first time... I just felt that light... And I wanted always be in it. I never wanted to get between you and... You know and that's why I backed off. I never thought we'd be together so I guess I looked for that light elsewhere..."

"As a porn star," Jason stated bluntly.

"Can you blame me?" Brett was starting to lose his temper. Jason wasn't sure if he wanted that or not. "What was I supposed to do? It was impossible between the two of us back then so I just hoped someone else could be that light for me..."

"But we did it sometimes..."

"It's isn't about the sex, Jason!" Brett snapped. "It was about you and me sharing something special... About you and me being together..."

Wow... I... I never knew...

"So all that time...?" Jason began softly.

"Every time I got screwed by someone, I always imagined it was you..." Brett murmured, gazing at the roof of the car with a faint smile on his face. "Can you imagine that I actually got nominated for an award because of that? Said I was one of the 'most believable' porn stars out there..."

Jason wasn't sure how to feel.

It was a little romantic and a bit sad that Brett had wanted him this entire time but had valiantly stepped aside knowing there was love between a good friend and the man he wanted. Sure he had sought to fill that yearning elsewhere but... wasn't it worth something that he was actually still in love with Jason?

"So how long, exactly?"

"About four years," Brett admitted, chuckling softly. "Right after graduation and up to a year ago. I stopped when I decided I had enough money to pay for a ring, pay for an apartment and have a good start to a new life..."

So it was all for me...?

He also realised it was the reason Brett hadn't pounced immediately the instant Connor had died. The big Rottweiler wanted to be worth Jason's time and affection. It was the reason why he allowed himself to be degraded for so long, to be away from the man he loved.

"You didn't like it, did you?"

"Pretending that I was madly in love with someone that wasn't you?" Brett laughed bitterly. "Of course not. All I've ever wanted was you, Jase... No one else. Not even your dad. Not... him. Just you. Only you. It always felt like it was unachievable because whenever I was with you, there was always someone else there... blocking me from you."

Jason felt a lump form in his throat.

Here was Brett pouring his heart out to him and he realised there was one secret he kept that would probably crush this relationship. He had been stuck thinking Brett was some sort of superhuman understanding, perfect guy that was flawless but forgot that everyone had to make their way through life somehow...

No one was perfect.

Not even the No Ones.

"You were right, though..." he murmured. "We... We need to start being honest with one another. I guess I can understand why you did what you did... I just wish you had found some other way to prove to me you were worth my time..." He glanced towards Brett as he parked in front of their apartment. "You don't have to prove yourself, Brett... Like I said, I love you."

Brett chuckled a little dryly. "A little less now I bet now that you know what I've been doing..."

"Not when you find out how crazy I am..." Jason chuckled.

Brett rolled his eyes and made to open the door.

Jason immediately locked it.

"No, we're having this talk now," Jason growled and Brett sat back down, a little stunned. "Look... first of..." Jason took a deep breath. This was going to take all his strength. "I have three visual subconscious entities that I constantly look to for advice. There's Optimist, Pessimist and the horny part of me is called 'Horndog'."

"Like your Ego, Id and Super-Ego?" Brett asked, one eyebrow raised, clearly not impressed. "Everyone is meant to have that, Jason."

"Oh yeah?" Jason replied, grinning challengingly. "Each of them has a weapon. Optimist has the Flying Frozen Tuna of Death, Pessimist as the Flaming Frying Pan of Doom and Horndog as a Dildo Chain-Gun of Penetration."

"Nice choice."

"And Optimist and Pessimist are in a gay sexual relationship."

There Brett's face fell. "Uh..."

"Yeah... Back in the club, Optimist and Pessimist found a booth and were doing it. Horndog is really the most powerful so that's kinda why I'm so horny all the time."

Brett looked really worried. "Um... Have you thought about seeking professional help, Jase? You might be a sex-addict."

"Maybe," Jason allowed with a shrug.

Now comes the big atomic bomb...

"And one more thing..."

"Please don't tell me they have threesomes occasionally..."

"No... It's about..." Jason felt his throat close up but he forced it back open. "It's about Connor."

Brett's eyes widened. "Okay... Go on..."

He took a deep breath. HOP was just standing at the bomb bay doors with their hands on the lever to release that atomic bomb. "I... As soon as he died... R3 pulled me aside and offered to build him for me again. Ever since then, he's been keeping me updated... He's making progress and Connor might be with us again soon..."

The atomic bomb dropped.

It was just making that whistling sound as it plunged closer and closer to the ground.

"Oh..." Brett murmured, his eyes cast down.

It took a long while before the Rottweiler responded. "Well... I guess..." Brett shut his eyes but gave Jason a big grin.

It was a fake grin.

Anyone could see that.

"At least you'll still have the ring, right?"

Jason lashed out, grabbing Brett's hands before the Rottweiler could escape. "Brett! Listen to me!" he snapped. "Even if Connor comes back, I'm choosing you!"

Brett's eyes peeled open and those brown orbs filled with tears that were barely contained.

"Y - You are...?"

Jason smiled. "Yeah... I am."

The atomic bomb hit the ground but instead of exploding into a titanic conflagration of flames, it just erupted into a glorious shower of confetti and party streamers.

"Why...?" Brett whispered, shaking his head in confusion. "Don't you love him?"

"I do," Jason responded, leaning closer and gently nuzzling his mate. "But I love you more. Brett... You've made me realise things about myself that I never could have known without you. And every time we've been together and there's always been another man involved, you always valiantly step aside just for me.

"No more, Brett... This time, I want what you want. This marriage is about equality... and I want you to be my equal."

Brett smirked and leaned close to him, running his hands over Jason's body. The warmth radiating for his fiancé was exhilarating. It sent blood pumping through his body at high speeds, his heart pounding against his chest and his pants starting to tent.

"So what happens when Connor comes back?" Brett asked softly.

"He'll be my best man," Jason responded, pressing his nose against Brett's. As always, Brett pressed back and that sense of correctness, completeness filled him.

At least I hope he'll be my best man...

Jason hoped Connor would be as understanding. Part of him feared what would happen if Connor came back only to find out Jason had moved on. It was like bringing back someone only to kill them again. Connor would be heartbroken... knowing that he was brought back into existence only to have the man he loved marry someone else...

Wait... is this really the best choice...?

Jason gently placed his palm's against Brett's chest and pushed the Rottweiler away, a look of confusion crossing Brett's face. "Sorry... I... I think we still need to work things out."

Brett nodded and pulled away. "Yeah... We do." He suddenly grinned again, bright and happy as ever before. "Okay, how about this. I want you to tell me ten things you love about me. Ten reasons why we should stick together and see this through."

"You mean apart from the ring?" Jason offered.

"Yes, apart from that," Brett said, rolling his eyes. "Ten things that no one else can give you that only I can. Ten reasons why you and me make a perfect match. And I'll do the same, okay?"

"Do I have a deadline?"

"How about before the ceremony?"

Jason grinned and stuck out his hand. "Deal."

They shook on it.

It was an odd sensation to be shaking Brett's hand again... It felt more like he was agreeing with a friend than his fiancé. Another reason why perhaps he just wasn't ready for this commitment yet.

But he had made his choice.

He wasn't ready yet.

One day he would be.

He unlocked the doors and stepped out into the darkness with Brett just opposite to him. Together, they stepped up into the apartment building just. A wall had been broken down between them. Despite being on a slight hiatus, Jason actually felt closer to Brett.

There was no longer a bond between them of just sex...

... there was a true bond bound by love.

Something... Jason realised he and Connor never really had.

It was always about the sex in the end, he thought faintly. There was feeling behind that but... I guess because of Connor's condition and him being my first, I automatically associated sex with affection...

Connor Stark was also the Raging Tiger, a superhero/villain who was an unstoppable tank that was a massive mound of muscle and could only revert back to his original state by releasing tension either through a large - almost lethal - amount of sedatives or through orgasm. Connor knew this and needed to orgasm almost three times a day to keep himself from going wild. Even though he did learn to control himself in his more bestial state, he always had to revert back to attend school.

"I guess that relationship was built on sex," Optimist said with a shrug. "And it worked! You two were perfect together. I'm sure it would've evolved into more than just the sex and you two were in love with one another."

"Relationships will have a slice of sex and a slice of emotion," Pessimist added. "With Connor, it was more on the sex side but I think with Brett, it's more balanced. You notice how you don't have to screw him five times a day? Once every few days is enough and the rest of the time, you two just cuddle."

And Jason had to admit, the cuddling he loved the most. Just wrapping his arms around Brett... feeling their body warmth around each other... Watching sleep and snore lightly before falling asleep himself and dreaming - if he wasn't having nightmares - of how they were just in each other's arms... and then waking up in the morning next to him.

"The wait also makes the sex damn sweet!" Horndog cried.

Jason rolled his eyes and let his other two subconscious parts beat the living daylights out of his libido with their signature weapons. He hated it when his horny side broke the moment.

As they reached their apartment door, he turned to Brett and asked, "So why'd they call you 'Envy'?"

Brett chuckled. "It was the sob-story I gave my interviewer. I told him that there was this guy I could never have and so on. He told me that if I could channel that need into the job I'd be good. Turns out, lusting for you all the time is pretty good motivation."

Jason opened the door. It was dark inside so he guessed Robin was already asleep. "Why didn't you get that award?"

"I got you."

He flashed Brett a grin and headed inside.

"I'm gonna take a shower," the Rottweiler said, sniffing his shirt. "I smell like cum, sweat and about a dozen other guys." He winked at Jason. "I just wanna smell like you."

Chuckling, Jason said, "Well, maybe not tonight, okay? I think I'll start making that list."

"Better catch up, Jase. I'm already at Number 5."

Jason's heart plummeted. "What!? How'd you get there so fast!"

"Easy," Brett answered, swaggering towards the bathroom. He glanced over his shoulder and appraised Jason from head to toe. "I've got the perfect guy."

Damnit!

That was my Number 1!

"And no copying!"

Double Damnit!

Scowling slightly, Jason headed into the bedroom and shut the door. With a sigh, he pulled off his shirt, sniffing it and letting a shudder run through his system as he smelled Brett all over him. He realised that he did love Brett and the Rottweiler - his Rottweiler - was the only person he wanted to be with.

There was no way he'd forget Connor but this was his choice.

He and Brett... They had clicked and they were perfect for one another.

Connor had opened the door for him and for that, he would always be grateful... but Brett was the one waiting on the other side of that door.

Wham!

Jason jumped and flung around.

David's grin met him.

"Been waiting for you all night, Jason."

Oh crap...

"D -D - Dave!?" he stammered, staggering back in horror. "Wh - Where's Robin!?"

"Had to rebuild her project from scratch. Spending the whole night with that friend of hers." The jaguar licked his lips. "Hmmm... Smells like you've had some action tonight."

Think fast!

David was blocking the only exit... except for the window.

I can jump out and probably only suffer slight injuries...

But what will the landlord say...

"B - B - Brett is here."

David's eyes flashed with glee. "Perfect... Let's get him in on the action too. I'd love to have you two big boys in me."

"This is nuts!" Pessimist cried. "You're twice his size! Just pound him!"

Horndog squealed in delight. "Yeah! Pound his -"

WHACK!

Optimist hit him with the Flying Frozen Tuna of Death and stepped over the dazed subconscious entity. "Just hold him off until Brett finishes his shower."

That could take five minutes!

I don't have five minutes!

"L - Look," Jason said, trying to muster a growl but it only came up as a soft whimper. "B - Brett already knows. We had a talk. There's no use blackmailing me anymore. Next opportunity we get, I'm going to tell Robin -"

WHAM!

Jason saw stars as his back slammed against his bed. At the same time felt Dave's athletic body press against his, lips meshing with his own and a rough, raspy tongue running across his muzzle.

HELP!

"Oh yeah," David moaned, shamelessly cupping Jason's package and stroking it. "Be the man... Show me who's boss."

Jason shoved the jaguar roughly off him and rolled deftly off the bed in the opposite direction. He was tempted to summon Genesis, his powerful, all-destructive sword but the last thing he wanted was to accidentally kill David.

Robin would seriously give him hell about that.

"What the hell is wrong with you!?" he barked, hackles raised and fangs bared. "Doesn't Robin mean anything to you!?"

David shrugged absently, prowling towards him on all fours. "She does but between you and me, she's a little soft in the sack. All kissing and cuddling. Lots of pillow-talk about love and the future. Not enough action. A man's got needs, you know."

Jason was stunned.

Really...?

Robin talks about love and the future?

"If it's love of whipping men while she sits on her icy throne in the middle of a frozen castle then that I can believe," Pessimist muttered.

WHAM!

Optimist hit him too.

"Don't tell me you don't want this," David said, inclining his head to the side with a lewd smile on his face.

"I don't want this," Jason snarled, backing away from David. "Get out of this house before I do something I'll regret!"

"Oh? Like what?"

Jason cracked his knuckled threateningly. "I am a super. I'm stronger than you. Faster than you. And I've got a sword that'll disintegrate anything that it touches."

David's eyes only flashed with even more lust. "I like the sound of that last bit." The jaguar resting on his back and deftly removed his pants with his legs alone revealing he had gone commando this night. Jason had to swallow hard not to remember how David's ass felt around his cock... and how amazing that tight little, pink pucker felt as he entered the feline.

"See, the thing is," David continued, grinning. "You do want this. Because deep down, we're the same. We don't like being bound down. We like being free. We like being men." He reached down towards that juicy, bubble butt, running a clawed finger around the edges of his tight, pink pucker as his cock began filling with blood in his furry sheath.

Jason had stopped breathing.

"You know how this will work out, Jason," David chuckled, flashing him an arrogant grin. "It was the same as last time. You refuse for a good few minutes but, in the end, you'll be moaning and driving that thick, juicy shaft into me like the world was ending."

Breathe!

You're not going to do this!

You and Brett just reconciled! Don't ruin it now!

"You're full of it, Dave," Jason snarled, crossing his arms across his chest. "You think you can just come in here and seduce me? I've learned that life isn't just about sex. I learned that a long time ago..." he added softly. "... I just forgot... But I realised being with Brett is more important to me than any good fuck. So get out" - he pointed towards the door, growling dangerously - "before I throw you out the window!"

David stared at him for a moment before scowling and sliding off the bed. He picked up his pants and threw them over his shoulder. "Huh... You may say that now but men are always looking for places to stick their cocks in, Jason."

WHAM!

Jason's back slammed against the wall just as he felt his pants get ripped to shreds. Before he could react, David's slick, warm lips wrapped around the lip of his sheath, sucking out the cock in there. He gasped and arched his back. His knees immediately gave way and he tumbled to the ground. David pinned him and savagely kissed him, seizing the back of his head with one hand and pressing them together while the other squeezed and pulled Jason's growing arousal.

No!

Get him off!

Thud.

"Ahem."

Both of them spun towards the doorway.

Brett stood there, leaning casually against the doorframe with one hand holding up the towel wrapped around his waist.

Crap!

"Brett!" Jason cried. "This isn't what it looks like!"

"Idiot!" Pessimist shouted. "You're not supposed to use that line! Now he knows something is up!"

"I know perfectly what this looks like," Brett responded in a low, dangerous growl.

Oh damn...

He could see it... His future... Brett storming out, leaving him all alone and without love in the world... Then, one day, as he was driving along the highway, Brett's truck would come out of nowhere, run him off the road and in the wreckage, the Rottweiler would crawl over to him, bleeding and whisper in his ear, 'Now we'll be together forever.'

NO!

Brett suddenly dropped the towel... revealing his nine-inch member beating at the same tempo as Jason's heart.

"You two started without me," the Rottweiler said, grinning.

Wait... Wh - What!?

Jason gagged as David pushed off him, the jaguar immediately slipping beneath the covers and grinning from ear to ear. He scrambled to his feet, bolting for the door but Brett immediately caught him in a tight embrace before he could escape.

"Brett," he whined. "Dave - he - he..."

Brett nuzzled him affectionately. "Sssh... I know... Trust me. I got this."

What...?

"Um... Okay..."

Grinning, Brett guided him to the bed, pushing him on one side of the already aroused and excited David while he navigated over to the other side. The Rottweiler slipped under the cover, slyly slinking right beside the jaguar and pressing his hot, barely-tried body against the feline.

"So..." Brett began, running a finger across David's toned chest. "Wanna play a game of cat and dog?"

David purred and grabbed Jason's hand, pulling him beneath the covers as well. "Nah... I just wanna see how far you two can bury your bones."

Oh crap...

"What is he!? Schizophrenic!?" Pessimist cried. "One second he's all up in our face about wanting us and only us and not having anyone between us and now he's jumping in bed with David! The guy that brought this up!"

"But you should trust him," Optimist said gently. "Jason, if you do not have trust with Brett, you cannot build this relationship again."

Horndog gave his complimentary, "And the sex is damn good," comment.

Okay... Jason thought with a deep breath, letting David press up against him. I trust you Brett...

He shivered with disgust as David reached up his shirt, hand running over his abs and rock-hard pecs. The jaguar purred in anticipation as Brett curled around him from behind, wrapping his arms over the feline and right around Jason. David was shorter than the two much more muscular canines so Brett had amble space to lean over and nuzzle Jason's neck.

What disgust Jason felt dissipated as he focused entirely on Brett.

He completely ignored David as he slid his hand over Brett's broad shoulders and around his Rottweiler's neck, pulling them closer and catching his lover in a long, pleasant kiss. After having just taken a shower, Brett smelled just like spring. Even David's arousing musk couldn't overwhelm that beautiful, sweet smell. Although he was quickly becoming aware of Brett's own musk rising.

David's hands slipped down to his waist, deftly unbuckling his belt and throwing it aside wantonly. The freedom of his cock bobbing against soft fur came quickly after as he kicked off his pants. Jason closed his eyes. He didn't want to see David there. He just imagined it was Brett who was undressing him, that it was Brett who he was sharing this moment with and no one else.

He heard Brett moan softly as he pulled away from the kiss and gently ran his tongue over his mate's short, square muzzle and down to that sensitive, ticklish spot at the base of his Rottweiler's neck. David slipped down further between then and he felt the jaguar's lips close around his cock, bringing a shudder throughout his entire body.

Brett grunted and suddenly, Jason felt another hot rot join his in David's mouth. This time, he opened his eyes and glanced downwards under the sheets. He smirked slightly seeing his thick cock pressed against Brett's while David tried to take them both at once. The jaguar was loving it the sensation of having both canine cocks shoved down his throat but Jason just loved being so close to his mate.

And that definitely meant something, he concluded.

'Fiancé' and 'lover' were words to describe someone who was bound to him by some stuffy ceremony or through the intimacy of sex.

'Mate' was something else.

Jason moaned as Brett thrust into David's throat, pushing his cock further as well. He felt that thick, fat vein that ran along the underside of Brett's cock press against his, sensing the blood pumping through that massive organ. He wanted to be closer to Brett and he slowly manoeuvred himself down against his Rottweiler's impressive chest, running his hands over that this, dark brown fur and over his mate's hard nipples. His hands ran over those fleshy nubs, bringing a gasp from Brett as he pressed his ears against that impressive chest, hearing his mate's heartbeat.

Mate... It seemed so right with Brett.

Brett wasn't just his fiancé or lover...

Brett was the person he wanted to spend the rest of his life with... The person he would protect and love with his very being. The one who he would stand with at the end of the world and who he would willingly spend eternity with.

Just Brett Sykes.

His cock was suddenly released from David's wet lips and he felt the athletic jaguar push himself once again between them. He growled in frustration as David, wiggled between their impressive chests, wrapping his arms around their broad shoulders while grinning from ear to ear.

"Come on boys," the jaguar said with a grin. "Show me what you do to naught cats who enter your territory."

Brett winked as Jason and seized the jaguar's leg which was closest to him, pulling it up over his waist. Jason nodded grimly and did the same, spreading David wide. Slowly and in perfect unison, they eased their cocks towards the jaguar's hole. The instant the tip of Jason's cock touched Brett's, he shuddered. The mere contact was like electricity and he wanted more.

He pressed his cock against Brett's, letting his mate guide them both into the jaguar's ass. David was like a massive, fleshy wrap that bound them together, pressing them against one another. The jaguar gave a shuddering gasp as Brett began slowly thrusting, Jason finding himself mirroring the gesture in tandem with his mate. With each thrust, they pushed deeper and deeper into David.

David leaned in towards Jason, nibbling at his collarbone and pulling them closer together. Jason pressed his huge, steel-corded body against the jaguar but only to get closer to Brett. The Rottweiler pushed himself closer and they quickly enveloped David. Their arms released David's legs as they fully entered the jaguar and began pounding into that tight ass and running their sensitive members against one another.

Jason became lost in the feeling of rubbing himself against his mate, feeling his cock slide over and over Brett's and their precum soaking each other. Their musk filled the air, a distinct canine scent filling the room and completely overwhelming David's though there was a slight feline edge of the overall odour. Jason wrapped his right arm around Brett's torso, sandwiching David against their pecs. His left arm curled around Brett's neck, pulling them into a tight kiss. Brett replied, pressing his right hand against Jason's left pec and twisting the nipple there while his other arm slipped under Jason's armpit and grabbed his shoulder, pulling their bodied so much closer.

David was moaning as their bodies moved with every thrust and undulation, his smaller frame being forced to rub against the washboard abs and plump, firm pecs. Jason's body heat was rapidly rising and his balls were gurgling with the need for release. He moaned down Brett's throat and his mate did the same down his. Their tongues danced over one another, twisting and curling in a tango of heated passion and love.

Jason felt his chest press up right next to Brett, the big Rottweiler's heart pounding against those massive pecs. He didn't sense it at first but then he realised the reason was because their hearts were beating at the exact same time, tapping to the same tempo and pumping together as one.

His hands explored every inch of Brett like a new man. Not as a juvenile young idiot who had jumped at the first opportunity to get married because it was the ultimate sign that he was moving on in accordance to his dead lover's wishes.

But as a mate who had found the other half of his soul and wanted every molecule of that half ingrained into his own. Those massive shoulders, the bulging vein-crossed biceps, the mountainous back and the firm ass with that cute nub of a tail... He wanted to remember it all. Every second of his life, he wanted to remember how Brett smelled, felt and tasted.

"Hurk..." Brett grunted, pulling away from the kiss.

"So soon?" Jason chuckled, increasing his thrusts as he felt his knot start to form. Brett looked like he was fighting hard to keep himself from exploding, his eye shut and his face contorted with effort. Leaning forward, Jason licked his mate from nose to forehead and that look off pain turned to one of true bliss.

Jason felt Brett's formed knot press against his cock and he took over the thrusting, pounding hard into David's ass, coaxing his own knot to build and grow. Brett whimpered, yearning for release as he buried his muzzle into the cleft of Jason's pecs and took a long, shuddering sniff. That shudder ran all over that massive body and Jason used both hand to hold his mate tightly as a howl built in his chest.

"B - B - Brett..." he stammered, feeling his climax quickly approach. "Oh - Oh... Oh god..."

Brett growled, he head snapping forward and his fangs biting down lightly on Jason's shoulder.

It was a mating bite.

"Ah - Urgh!"

Jason thrust hard into David, causing the jaguar to let out a loud cry of agony and ecstasy. His knot shoved Brett's right into the jaguar, the two massive bulges splitting the feline apart as they hilted deep together into that tight ass. The sheer pressure of his cock against Brett's inside David's ass, the proximity of himself and his mate, the exchange of body heat and that glorious mating bite sent him over the edge.

For a second, both his heart and Brett's stopped in perfect unison.

There was just an instant where time seemed to have stopped and Jason was in sheer bliss...

Inwardly he smiled...

Outwardly... Time resumed and he threw back his head, letting loose an ear-splitting howl as both he and Brett exploded inside David. Ropes of hot, sticky, white cum spewed from their cocks, filling the jaguar past his brink and spurting out of that filled ass in waterfall-like bursts.

Jason was still thrusting, pushing every lost drop of cum from his balls and cock, pressing hard against Brett and just to make that feeling of their members so close together last all the longer. He felt his mate spasm with each burst of cum they shared and he held Brett tight, easing those shudders.

The howl died in his throat into a series of ragged gasps as he collapsed against his mate and Brett gently released him from that mating bite. His torso felt sticky and he glanced down. A look of sheer ecstasy looked back at him, David having cum alongside them, his tongue lolling by his lips.

He felt Brett ease away and he instantly missed the contact. However, Brett held his hand tightly and his sapphire-blue eyes locked with those soft, brown orbs.

Brett was smiling brilliantly.

He smiled back.

"That was awesome..." David sighed, panting heavily. "You dogs really know how to have fun."

Brett chuckled and glanced down at the jaguar. "Yeah... You know what'd make this even better though?"

Better than shoving your cock right up the ass of the guy blackmailing you with your mate?

Can't really think of anything...

Brett suddenly reached beneath the pillow and pulled out a camera, lifting it high above them.

"Smile!"

David's eyes widened and all bliss lost his face as he tried to pull away but with both Jason and Brett tied to the jaguar, there was no escape.

Jason's jaw dropped as the first flash went off.

Then he broke into a grin and posed for the next one.

And the next one after that.

For a few of them, he actually pulled up David and gave him a good kiss on the lips. David melted. Brett took a photo and Jason smirked at the camera. Brett had his fun too, licking the jaguar's cheek. Again, David melted but Jason was the one that took the photo.

After about ten minutes of flashes, Jason and Brett were sufficiently soft that David popped out and scrambled to the base of the bed, staring at them in horror.

"So this is how things are going to work," Brett said, tossing the camera into the air absently with one hand. "You're going to break up with Robin. Tell her some stuff about you needing someone else, focus on your career and studies or whatever else. Let her down nice and easy. Don't break her heart too much. Once you're on the other side of the world, we'll delete the photos and we never want to see you around her again or I just might invite Jason's dad and his boyfriend around and trust me, they are way bigger than us."

Wait... is that going to deter him...?

"Y - You can't do this!" David stammered. "This is blackmail!"

Brett leaned in and kissed Jason's neck, smirking at David. "Yeah... We know." Then Brett growled, eyes flashing and baring his fangs. "Now get out."

David, still covered in cum and with semen dripping from his ass, scrambled to collect his clothes and left, tail between his legs.

Jason couldn't help it.

He laughed and Brett laughed with him as they held each other in a tight embrace. Relief and joy filled him.

It was over!

He and Brett were never closer!

In an odd way... He knew he should be thanking David for that... and he guessed that was why Brett didn't just exposed him to Robin straight off, allowing him to leave on his on his own and save face. If David hadn't caused Jason to cheat... well... Brett would never have revealed his shameful past or all his emotions...

This worked out for the best after all!

He turned and nuzzled Brett who had closed his eyes and leaned against his shoulders.

"Thanks for trusting me," his Rottweiler murmured softly.

"Thanks for trusting me with your secret," Jason answered. He grinned. "And I think I got Number 1 on that list."

Brett's eyes opened wide. "Oh?"

Jason pressed his nose -

... Brett pressed his nose against Jason's first and Jason's heart just jumped in his chest.

It was the first time anyone had pressed their nose against his!

He wasn't sure what it meant... but he knew it meant a lot.

"Yeah," he responded, smiling warmly down at his mate. "You're so damn understanding... I love that about you. No one I know is like that."

Brett laughed and seized him roughly around his torso, rolling them across the bed until he was on top. With a vicious grin, he grabbed their still-erect cocks, holding them against one another and reliving that feeling of being so close to one another in Jason.

"Well, as I understand things," his Rottweiler said, "that there was all business." Brett grinned, leaning in close and pressing their noses together.

"So what do you say we move on to pleasure?"