A/N: And here is the second part, which includes my character Jason Felix to make it a THREESOME. Hope you like, and as always, reviews are much appreciated.

.Nude Portraits on the Wall – Part Deux.

Jason's eyelashes flickered as delicious goose bumps tickled his flesh, a result of David's body pressed so tightly against him and Brian's slick voice in his ear.

"David's dirty, isn't he, little Jason?"

David's tongue drew along the base of Jason's neck, biting gently at his shoulder blade, as Brian's breath licked the shell of Jason's ear. This blend of sensations was extraordinary; Jason's blood had run cold, but his skin was molten hot to the touch.

"Y-yes," Jason whimpered, whilst David's hips dug into lower back, and Brian's lips laid a gentle kiss to the sensitive spot below Jason's ear, before whispering –

"I think you need to clean him up…" And with that, David slammed Brian back into the wall, unable to resist his lover this worked up and – controlling. It was just so fucking hot. Brian's eyelids fluttered shut as he and David's tongues became interwoven, shifting sporadically between a rough tangle and gentle caresses. Jason watched the spectacle, hardly registering his own fingertips, dancing at the head of his cock.

Brian withdrew with a heavy gasp. "Get to the shower, Jason. We'll be there – nngh –" David entrapped some of Brian's sensitive skin between his teeth "- soon."

Jason obeyed, blue eyes misted by a curious fusion of lust and disbelief. He stepped into the shower, the big square kind, with blurred windows and come stains. He shed his clothes quickly and turned the knob. The shower head sprung to life, pressure low, like gentle rain kissing his skin. Jason's head tipped back, warm water droplets catching in his eyelashes. Full lips parted slowly, instinctively.

Brian grabbed David by the hand and pulled him into the bathroom. Their breath lodged in their throats the minute their eyes laid upon the breathtaking sight in their shower – Jason, a ravishing angel, enrobed in gold and streaked with water. Everything about the boy glistened and simply begged to be fucked. David licked his lips, Brian nearly forgotten, and rid himself of the remainder of his clothing (boxers only, Brian had taken care of the rest). Brian echoed this action, climbing into the shower after his lover.

Either their movements were whisper-quiet, or Jason was simply too buried in his thoughts, because he heard neither boy enter the bathroom. The first indication of their arrival was David's chest pressing hot against Jason's back, but that was most likely due to Jason's over-sensitized body, and the sultry breath brushing against his ear.

"What do you want us to do to you, Jason?" And that was Brian, definitely, and those were Brian's fingers curling around Jason's wrists. Jason's teeth sunk into his bottom lip, thirsty blue eyes springing up to meet Brian's lustful gaze. A thrilling shiver danced along Jason's spine, urged on by David's hard cock digging into his lower back, the tip barely touching his ass. Brian's fingers dug into Jason's hips, and Jason's head fell wantonly against David's broad shoulder, exposing the tempting expanse of his silken throat.

David's lips latched to the exposed skin immediately, kissing along the helpless boy's neck until he reached his ear, the edge of which he nipped at gently before whispering roughly, "Answer the question, little Jason."

"I – I – nngh…" Jason whimpered pitifully, and David glimpsed a flash of bright blue before Jason's lengthy eyelashes fluttered shut. "Wh-whatever you want. Just – oh, God -" Brian was kissing his chest now, capturing a nipple between his teeth "- fuck me, p-please…"

Brian's talented mouth continued to work at Jason's nipples as David whispered, "You know Jason –" He bit into Jason's sinfully sweet neck, evoking a delicious whimper. "You're sexy when you beg."

And Jason nearly came on the spot, a result of David's hot breath and even hotter words, and Brian's mouth, which was now wrapped around Jason's cock.

Brian lowered himself to his knees as David crushed Jason's will via rough whispers and bruising touches. His lips circled around the smooth head of Jason's cock and suckled gently, and his hands braced themselves against Jason's sharp hips, fingertips delving further into the soft flesh when an exquisite moan tumbled from Jason's lips.

David watched his lover work at Jason's cock, wetting his lips because fuck. If anyone knew how to give a blowjob, it was his Brian, and it seemed that Jason was learning this as well, judging by the way his knees nearly crumbled, control dipping into nonexistence as Brian's tongue worked its magic. David's curled his arms beneath Jason's, holding the fragile weight as to ensure his frailty wouldn't conquer his fortitude.

David's lips gently kissed Jason's neck, his eyes studying his face, memorizing every delicate feature and etching each one into his mind to dwell on for future jack-off sessions. Those thick eyelashes, curling against the apples of his cheeks, which were flushed a lovely shade of pink. Those lips, full and darkened with lust and bite marks, parted helplessly, vulnerable to David's assault. That hair, dear God…how good it felt to pull, and a guaranteed method to draw one of those beautiful moans from Jason. The long tendrils of Jason's hair clung to both he and Jason's skin, darkened with water.

Brian's tongue dragged along the underside of Jason's cock, and that was it. Jason unraveled, shooting down Brian's awaiting throat, his breath expelling in choked little gasps and hushed whimpers, his body limp and pliant in David's arms. Like a doll, a pretty little china doll to satisfy all of David and Brian's filthy needs.

Brian's tongue danced along the length of Jason's cock one last time, following to swirl around his bellybutton, suckle at the sensitive skin beneath Jason's ribs, and nibble at his chest. Brian's body rose with his tongue, and by the time he was fully on his feet, he was pressed against Jason tightly. Jason was left breathless and trembling, faintly registering that…holy fuck. Here he was. Pinned between two strong, beautiful men, men he'd been dying to get with since the very moment he saw them.

Brian's hands snaked around Jason's waist to grip David's hips, pulling him tighter to Jason, tighter to him, just tightening everything. Jason heartbeat and senses stuttered to life quickly, realizing that the hard thing pressing into the small of his back, barely teasing his ass – yeah, that was David's dick.

Brian's hand curled itself gently around David's cock, then squeezed harshly, deriving a luscious moan from David's gorgeous mouth. Brian's hand guided David's cock closer to Jason's ass (to which Jason's eyes flew up to meet his, fear contradicting excitement, plus some other emotion stirring faintly amongst the blue, a plea perhaps). A wicked smile crossed David's lips, widening when Brian leaned into David's ear, and whispered roughly, just loud enough for little Jason to hear:

"Do it."

Needless to say, David obeyed without question, plunging into Jason's slender body in a single, quick thrust.

Jason couldn't breathe, couldn't think, couldn't move, couldn't anything. His mind had one phrase, cycling continuously: "I am being fucked by David Engle." It was a difficult concept to fully process, seeing as how he, and Brian of course, had encompassed his every dream ever since that fateful day he was awoken by thumps against the wall, violent creaking of a headboard, and gruff, heated moans and growls, all coming from Brian and David's room. In a single moment, the truth about David and Brian's relationship had been revealed, and Jason's true sexual orientation was made painfully clear.

David pulled out slightly, then slammed into the fragile boy with even more conviction. This, coupled with Brian's teeth and tongue burrowing in his neck, brought Jason's senses soaring back to life with a breathless moan, eyelashes fluttering against flushing cheeks. He loved how David never asked if he was pain, he simply carried on as he pleased. He savored every sensation, David's pulse beating inside of him, the thrill of pain tangling with pleasure, the water licking his skin, Brian's mouth working anywhere he could reach.

Jason was still like a doll, David's little puppet on strings, but life had been breathed into him now, and he met David's thrusts, his body mirroring David's pulse, and rhythm laced and unified their every movement. Brian's lips paused where they had settled on Jason's collarbone, simply admiring these two heartbreakingly beautiful men creating such magic with their bodies. And Brian wanted in.

Without asking for permission, without even really thinking it through, Brian spun the two around. Jason slammed into the wall, his cry of pain quickly dissolving into a moan of pleasure. David was still moving inside of him, only now they were pressed against the wall, droplets of water crawling down the wall and catching on Jason's lips.

And Brian entered David's body fluidly, like magnetism. David released a choked moan, falling against Jason. He definitely was not expecting that.

Jason's teeth sunk into his lower lip, hands curling desperately against the wall, a weak attempt to brace himself as his body felt the impact of two bodies slamming into his. A broken cry escaped his throat as his hips dug into the unforgiving, cold shower wall, a sensation remarkably contradictory to the heat that enveloped and pulsed inside of him. David's pace had quickened and he landed one particularly hard thrust, his lips pressing to the back of Jason's neck.

With a violent thrust and rough squeeze to David's thighs, David's lips were removed from Jason as threw his head back to meet Brian's shoulder. Brian was quick to take advantage, biting into the vulnerable, soft flesh without even giving David a chance to blink, gripping his waist tightly as he landed another hard thrust. David growled, flashing his teeth and his grip hardened unintentionally tight on Jason's hips, and Jason whimpered in genuine pain, imagining the bruises he would find the next morning.

David kissed the beautiful boy gently. Sex with Jason was so…different. Jason was delicate, he was small, he was breakable. At least in comparison to Brian, with whom David never had to worry about trivial things like pain.

Jason's eyes slipped shut as David and Brian's pace increased significantly, pounding against him until sweet release was found in an implosion of color and fire, their sweat intermingling with shower water. David's eyes nearly rolled back into his head, pure bliss replacing his shattered control, and Jason's body tightened its grip around him…he was coming too.

When the feeling of David clenching tightly around him fully hit Brian, he found release simultaneously. It was sudden, and almost violent, and the best orgasm he'd ever had, and he milked it for all he was worth. He collapsed against his lover, his scorching breath mingling with both David's sweat and shower water. He pulled out after a few moments of blissful peace, of absorbing the irreplaceable sensation of David's pulse, beating for him, beating with him.

David echoed Brian's example, pulling out of Jason with a euphoric sigh. The minute David pulled out of him, spinning immediately to latch his lips to Brian's, Jason's knees gave out. He slid down the wall with a whimper, barely stifled by his bitten lip.

David's hand snaked down Brian's smooth back to grab his ass. Brian responded with an elated purr, melting further into the kiss. The kiss was broken, however, by Jason's tiny whimper, and the men tore apart from each other to stare at the boy, Jason's blue eyes gazing up them meekly, dazedly.

"Look at the poor thing, he's shaking…" Brian murmured, staring into David's eyes, something akin to mischief stirring faintly in those dark orbs. A smile quirked David's lip.

"Little Jason…" David whispered, almost patronizingly, and he cupped the boy beneath his arms and lifted him to his feet. Jason was too tired to fight, too weakened to catch the mischief brewing in the two men.

"What do you think, mate? Think we should keep him? Keep him around for seconds, perhaps?"

David smiled. "How could we not…I mean just look at him, he's too precious not to keep. Plus he's so fucking tight, seriously Mike, you gotta try him out sometime. It's incredible."

"Tighter than you?"

"Well I wouldn't know much about that, would I, seeing as how I've never fucked myself..."

Brian laughed, curling an arm around David's broad shoulders. Jason was still lying against the wall, eyes closed, looking as if, once again, he was just on the brink of falling.

David pulled Jason to his chest, brushing a lock of hair from drained blue eyes, kissing the top of his head sweetly. "C'mon, baby. It's time for bed. Unless you want seconds, of course."

This last part Jason definitely heard. "N-now?" he whispered, squeezing Brian's hand tightly to prevent from falling as David guided them both out of the shower and back into the bedroom. "Uh, no thanks. I – no. Don' think I can handle that. Tomorrow?" This last bit was asked a degree softer, laced with hope.

Brian and David sunk onto the bed, still wet, and still in the nude. David pulled Jason onto his lap, which Jason cuddled into gladly, absent-mindedly kissing David's chest. He was still holding Brian's hand.

"Yeah, baby." David looked up at Brian, smiling broadly. "We're definitely keeping this one."