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Xander sat in the Bronze, watching and listening to the Dingoes perform. His head bobbed as his fingers and foot tapped out the beat. A slow smile spread over his face as he heard Devon croon about sloping backs and elegant arms.

The smile wasn't lost on his companions. "Why are you digging them so much tonight, Xander?"

The smile faded and he turned to Buffy. "Uh, just a good song? They've been practicing it for a while and it's nice to see how it turned out?" Xander tried.

Buffy nodded, accepting the answer. "So how's the whole sharing a house thing going? You ready to kill them yet?"

Xander smiled. "Not yet. They're cool."

"Yeah," Willow said wistfully as she looked up at Oz. Xander followed her gaze. Oz saw him; their eyes locked and he smiled. "Look, he smiled at me, that's a good sign, right?"

Xander looked down at the table and Buffy chimed it. "It's a great sign. Re-hook-ups start off best with good smiles."

"Xander?" Willow said, turning to her oldest friend. "Has he said anything about me?"

Xander shifted uncomfortably. "I don't know."

"You don't know? You spend practically all your spare time with him now, so does he?"

"I don't know, Willow," he said again.

"But you. . ."

"Look, maybe you should ask him, okay? I'm not going to be. . .in the middle."

Willow started to protest again, but Buffy cut her off. "He has a point, Willow. You did the bad, now it's up to you to make up for it. Don't put Xander in the position of having to be between you and Oz."

"But did I really do the bad, Buff? I mean, really. . ."

"You broke the rule of pre-marriage meddling. You pitted Oz against Devon in some ultimatum scheme and guys just don't jam on that. Never make guys choose between you or fifteen year old friendships. You'll lose every time on principle."

"But. . . How do I get him back?" Buffy shrugged so Willow turned to Xander. "Xander, you're close to him, what can I do to. . ."

Xander suddenly stood up. "I have to go to the bathroom. I drank way too much and with this heat, you know. . . I'll be back later."

Buffy looked at him like his forehead had just grown a scrotum. "Okay, Sir Share-a-lot. Next time, 'Be back later' is all we need."

Xander smiled, then looked up on stage. Devon was helping Mike put his drums up while Oz rolled up a cord. Pretty soon another band would come on to entertain the crowd of restless young people. As he walked over to the side of the club, headed for the bathroom, he turned around and saw Devon watching him. It made him smile.

Xander had been in the bathroom for less than a minute and was about to zip up when he heard the door open behind him. A warm arm wrapped around his waist as a damp body pressed him from behind. Xander smiled when lips began to caress the slope of his neck. "You look so hot tonight, baby," mumbled the mouth against his skin.

"Devon," Xander said in a sigh that could have been a moan. "Dude, this is a public bathroom. Anyone could come in." At that exact moment, the door opened again and Xander tensed.

"Damn, can't a guy go to the bathroom to take a leak without seeing two homosexual males going at it near the urinals? Why can't there be any hot lesbians having sex in the men's bathroom? Wouldn't that make more sense what with all men having the fantasy to watch two girls get it on? Although, that's not exactly my fantasy. My fantasy involves a feather boa. . .."

"And the theme to A Summer Place. I know, besides, shut up, Oz, and lock the door."

Oz smirked. "I love it when you're domineering, Dev. You're so butch." Oz locked the door then moved farther into the rest room, coming to a stop next to the singer. "You trying to remove his skin, Dev?"

Devon pulled his mouth away from Xander's neck and smiled. "You get the lube?"

Oz raised an eyebrow. "Did you ask me to get the lube?"

"Yeah."

"Then of course I got it." Oz smiled as his hand slipped into the front pocket of his jeans to find the small bottle of K-Y liquid. "Hey, Xand," Oz said as he looked at Xander's face. His eyes were shut and there was an expression of concentration spread over his features. "You're not saying much."

"Goldfish," Xander whispered.

Oz looked down and saw for the first time that Xander's jeans were unzipped and Devon's hand was slowly working up and down on his erection. "Oh. That explains it."

"You forgot the condoms?" Devon asked.

Rolling his eyes, Oz said, "Look, Dev. Xander swallows our cum all the time. We swallow his. There's not much point in wearing a condom when we're all just drinking the stuff down, now is there?"

"Point."

"Thank you, and besides, you and I've been tested and if I can recall, Xander hasn't really had any since Faith and he was tested after that because Willow nagged him until he did and he's clean. So what's the point?"

"Dude, I said point. Shut up now."

"Okay."

"Dude," Devon said with kind of a grunt. "Tug down his pants, will you?" Devon was working on removing his own jeans with one hand, the bottle of lube nestled between his neck and chin.

Sinking down to his knees, Oz obeyed, pulling Xander's pants down. "You'll have to let go of his dick if you want his boxers off too."

Xander's eyes opened. Looking down at Oz, he asked, "Can't you just rip them off?" Oz chuckled and Xander whimpered when Devon removed his hand. Xander stared down at Oz as the older boy pulled his boxers down to his mid calves.

Moving slightly to the right, Oz positioned himself between Xander and the urinal. "Damn, you know, bathrooms stink."

"It's that shit they put in the urinals. We can move if you want, dude," Devon replied as he slipped a slick finger into Xander.

"Ohhh," Xander chimed in, letting the other two know that he didn't want to move and even if he did, he wouldn't.

Devon smiled. "You like that?" Xander placed his hands on the wall, angling himself in response. "Aha, he wants more." Devon slipped a second finger into Xander and curled them.

Xander's eyes slipped closed again. "Gah. . ." Goldfish swam past his eyelids as he pushed back against Devon's hand.

Removing his fingers, Devon slicked up his erection then gave Oz a look. As the singer spread the globes of Xander's ass, the guitarist took a tight grip on the base of Xander's cock. He didn't hesitate flicking his tongue out against the tip of the cock before him. "Fuck," Xander whispered as his fingers clawed at the wall.

Slipping the cock into his mouth, Oz stilled, waiting for Devon to set the rhythm and pace. Devon pressed forward, the head of his cock slipping past the still tight ring of muscles that guarded Xander's entrance. "Xander," Devon moaned, his eyes slipping closed as he buried himself into the younger boy.

Devon stilled for a moment, and Oz took that opportunity to unzip his own jeans and pull them down, freeing his own erection. Oz pulled his mouth off of Xander's cock and said, "Dev?" Devon held out his hand, already knowing what Oz was going to ask for. Oz swiped his hand against Devon's, smearing the left over lube onto his palm. "Thanks," he mumbled as he reattached his mouth to the head of Xander's cock and fisted his hand around his own cock.

Devon pulled almost all the way out of Xander, only the head left residing within the other boy. He thrust back in quickly, then pulled out, then pushed back in using long strokes. Xander started moaning at the duel sensations of Devon in his ass, nudging his prostate and Oz on his cock, his tongue swirling around the head like it was a lollipop.

As Devon sped up, Oz stilled his head, now just letting Devon and Xander's rocking to push the cock in and pull the cock out. His hand worked at stroking his cock to the rhythm that Devon set. Oz moaned around Xander's erection and in reaction, the younger boy moaned, thrusting deeper into Oz. Oz, who had always liked going down on guys, was able to take Xander all the way into his mouth. Devon had once teased Oz, saying that he had been born with no gag reflex. In reality, Oz was just damn good.

"Oh fuck," Xander panted as he felt the head of his cock hit the back of Oz's throat. "I'm not going to come yet, I'm not going to come yet," he chanted out loud to himself.

Devon smiled and leaned in, attaching his mouth to the slope of Xander's neck, sucking hard. Devon almost laughed when Xander said, "Fuck, I'm going to come."

Oz pulled back until he was only sucking on the head. His hand stilled on his own cock as his other hand began to pump Xander, coaxing him to come in his mouth. Within mere seconds, Xander grunted, whimpered, and shouted all at once as his cock shot his seed into Oz's mouth.

Oz pulled back, swallowing the mouthful Xander had given him. Devon sped up, obviously barreling towards his own orgasm. "Fuck, fuck, fuck. Oh, Xander," he murmured against the recovering boy's neck as his hands gripped Xander's hips hard, moving him to the beat of his cock.

As Devon came, Oz began stroking himself again, his head resting against Xander's thigh. After a minute Xander moved away and Oz was forced to look up. Devon had sank to his knees before him.

Devon reached out, his hands grabbing Oz's hips. Their eyes searched each other for a moment before they both leaned in, their mouths meshing together. They pulled back and Oz stood up. Keeping his hands on Oz's hips, Devon pulled Oz towards him. He opened his mouth and tilted his head, letting his tongue trail along the underside of Oz's cock.

After that, Devon wasted no time engulfing Oz's erection and bobbing his head up and down. Oz's fingers threaded through the singer's hair as his hips began to rock. He came silently, shivering as he pumped his seed into his best friend's mouth.

Devon smiled and pulled back, smacking his lips together when he had swallowed. "You always taste good, Oz." Looking down, Oz smiled then looked over to Xander who was just pulling up his boxers and jeans.

Xander noticed him looking. He looked up and smiled. "I've got to get back to Buffy and Willow before they think I fell in." Oz looked down when Xander mentioned Willow. "Hey, don't be sad. She really wants you back, so all you have to do is forgive and the sadness can be gone."

Pulling up his boxers and pants, Oz looked back up at Xander. "I don't really want her back." He looked down at Devon for a brief moment then back up at Xander.

As Devon stood up, refastening his jeans, he said casually, "I don't even know why you broke up with her in the first place. I thought things were going so well with her."

Recalling their conversation from a couple days ago, Xander's eyes locked with Oz's and everything clicked. Oz didn't want Willow back because she had wanted him to chose between her and Devon. He'd already chosen her over Devon once in Devon's eyes and that had drove a wedge between them. Now that they were getting closer again, Oz didn't want to do anything that would drive him away again.

Devon cleared his throat. "So is anyone going to *tell* me?"

Oz looked away and finished buttoning up his jeans. "I'm going to see if Mike and Kip are finished loading up the van." He headed for the door, his eyes catching once more with Xander's. Xander nodded slightly and watched as Oz unlocked the door and exited the bathroom.

"Okay, I guess *he's* not going to tell me," Devon said in an annoyed voice as he turned to Xander.

"He broke up with Willow because she was making him choose between you and her. I don't know why, but that's the deal."

"He chose me?" Xander nodded and a small smile broke out over Devon's face. "Good."

"I liked that new song you played tonight, Devon."

The singer's smile widened. "Good. I was hoping you'd like it."

Xander smiled then pointed to the door with his thumb, indicating that he was gong to leave. Devon nodded and said goodbye with a smile. No worries. They'd all be lying in bed together in another couple of hours.

Xander left the bathroom just as one of the bouncers entered. Good timing. Moving swiftly back to the table he was sharing with his friends, Xander smiled as he felt that feeling course through his body. It was that 'just got fucked' feeling. He liked that feeling.

Buffy looked up. "You really did drink a lot, didn't you? You were gone for a long time."

"Yeah, I just saw someone I knew from like a long time ago and started chatting," he lied. "You know how it is."

"So," Willow said. "I saw Oz go back that way, did you talk to him?" she asked hopefully.

"Yeah, a little."

"Did he mention me?"

"I don't want to be in the middle, Will. You have to deal with this yourself." Willow pouted and Xander moved away from the table again.

"Where you going?" Buffy asked.

"I'm just going to ride home with Devon and Oz."

"I thought I was going to drive you home."

"Yeah, Buff, but I just got really tired all of the sudden and I'm just going to go home and jump in bed."

Buffy nodded and both she and Willow said goodbye. Xander made his way outside, hoping to catch Oz and Devon before they took off. Reaching the street, Xander spotted the zebra striped van, so he ran over to it. No one was in the passenger seat or the driver's seat, so he moved around and opened the side door.

Xander's jaw dropped when he saw that Devon was sitting against the bass drum case and Oz was sitting in his lap. Devon's hands were kneading Oz's ass as Oz's hands clutched at Devon's shoulders. They were kissing like Xander had never seen them kiss like before. They were kissing in a way that neither of them had ever kissed Xander. It was fast and it was full of this passion that Xander hadn't ever seen before. The kiss, their movements were full of emotion and Xander couldn't help but feel like he was intruding.

The second that the door slid all the way open and then made a thud noise as it stopped, Oz and Devon stopped kissing, both looking up like they had been caught. And they had. But by Xander.

They both visibly relaxed.

"I. . .I'm sorry," Xander said quietly.

"For what?" Oz asked.

"Interrupting and not knocking and. . . I can go away and you can pretend that I didn't just. . ."

"Dude, what are you talking about?" Devon asked as he moved Oz off of him and crawled to the side door, carefully moving over Oz's guitar case. "Get in here. Don't you know that this is Sunnydale and weird shit happens at night?"

Still feeling like he interrupted, Xander said, "Doesn't look like there's enough room for me."

Oz moved up next to Devon and reached out when Devon did to grab Xander and pull him inside. "There's always room for you, Xander."

~end~