A Shacobian Affair

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Jacob looked over his shoulder at Shane, a pang of jealousy and anger coursing through his veins. As he thought about it, it wasn't so much just jealousy or just anger. It was a combination of the two with a bit of lust thrown in. He didn't know why he liked Shane so much. Didn't know why he grinned every time he saw him. Didn't know why he had to keep staring at him.

He stomped out of the room and up the stairs and ran into his attic abode. "I'm not supposed to feel this way! He's married, Jacob!" he hollered at no one in particular as he jumped at the wall of his bedroom. Forms of physical activity usually took his mind off things like soup and cake and certain boys named Shane. But it didn't this time. Throwing himself at the purple barrier caused him to yell even more as he cursed Shane for his situation.

The last jump he made had been particularly painful as he had rammed side-on into the wall and fell over. The noise of it caused the pattering of steps and soon someone was standing in the doorway, eyebrow raised, as Jacob rolled about on the carpeting muttering and groaning to himself about hot guys who aren't supposed to be hot.

"Er… Jacob?" asked the shy, curly haired boy, concern flashing in his eyes. "What are you doing?"

Jacob immediately stopped in mid-roll, one leg in the air, fists pounding the floor no more. He sat up quickly and crossed his legs. "Oh. Hi Kalan!" he squealed in the most high pitched voice he could muster. This received a weird look from Kalan, as he sat down across from Jacob, leaning back against the wall, his golden curls falling in front of his eyes.

"Uh, hi." he said, shifting a bit. Jacob stared into Kalan's deep blue eyes before the Golden Boy dropped his eyes to the floor, not wanting to hold the stare. Jacob crawled over to him and climbed into his lap, wrapping his arms around him. Kalan blushed and tried to squirm away. "Jacob, uh…"

"You don't like being hugged, Kalan?" Jacob's eyes went wide and he squeezed Kalan even more. "What a sad life you'd been living. You need more hugs!"

"Jacob!" Kalan squealed as he turned even redder, trying to push Jacob off of him. "Get off me!" Jacob laughed the laugh he usually used when he had the most devious and crazy plan brewing in his brain, and then went silent again. Kalan stopped moving as he saw Jacob lean his face in closer ... and closer... and...

* * *

Shane took the stairs up to Jacob's attic room, two at a time. His wife had finally left and he wanted a bit of guy time with Jacob, seeing as how they were now great friends. Actually, what he really needed was a bit of advice about girls from Jacob, seeing as how Jacob was entirely straight, and well, Shane? Shane knew he wasn't. The only reason he had married in the first place was that Angela had threatened to tell everyone in their community that he fancied boys over girls. Shane had complied with the marriage as he didn't want to ruin his image.

Of course, everyone knew he was gay anyway. The way he moved, and spoke and acted? Jacob had called it the third day in the mansion.

"Why'd you get married, Shaney?" Jacob asked as he bounced up and down on the couch, causing some of the springs to no longer function properly.

Shane stared for a moment and then raised an eyebrow as he re-crossed his left leg over his right. "Er… because I love her?"

Jacob stopped jumping and sat down quite quickly. He grinned. "You don't love her at all, Shaneifer." He paused as he nibbled on his lip ring. "Actually," he continued, grinning like a mad man, "You're gay!"

And that was that. Shane had never denied it, he just gave Jacob a shrug and that was enough for him. He went back to bouncing around, and Shane had sat there and admired the way Jacob's various muscles moved and flexed as he jumped.

So of course, because Jacob knew about Shane's orientation, Shane trusted him to give good advice. He had a wife to keep happy, or more than Jacob would find out. So here he was, running up the elaborate staircase, following the sweet sound of Jacob's laughter like the Greeks had followed the voices of the Sirens.

He stopped short when he saw a squirmy Jacob plant a kiss on a flushed Kalan's pouty lips.

* * *

The kiss lasted less than two seconds. Jacob had pressed his lips to Kalan's, nibbled briefly on his bottom lip and was proceeding to stick his tongue in his mouth when the slamming of his bedroom door caused Kalan to jump from under him and for Jacob to land on his ass, sprawled spread eagle on the deep pile carpeting.

Kalan pressed his back to the wall and stared down at Jacob with half closed eyes before mumbling something completely incomprehensible and bolting from the room, leaving the door ajar behind him. He made a mad dash for the stairs and when he finally got to his bedroom he pushed the door behind him and pressed his back up against it, his eyes closed as a sigh of relief escaped from his parted lips.

His eyes flew open as the sound of a clearing throat came drifting from an all-too-near place.

* * *

Shane climbed off Kalan's bed as Kalan circled around him, a look of confusion flashing in his bright eyes.

"Er... Shane. What are you doing in here?" he asked tentatively, as he gently sat down on the edge of his bed, his eyes following Shane as Shane was now doing the circling.

Shane shrugged. "I was bored, and then Angela showed up. And then I wanted to ask Jacob something, but he was preoccupied." He paused, waiting for the realization to hit. It did. "So then I came down here to wait for you."

Kalan pondered over Shane's words as he stared at his feet as they drew circles in his carpet. "Uh... so it was you who slammed the door?" he asked, not looking up from his current interest. Shane nodded. "Shane, it's uh, it's not what it looked like." Shane raised an eyebrow. Kalan stumbled over his words as he continued. "Jake... Jacob... he uh... he said I uh..." He blushed now, and stopped speaking altogether.

Shane sat down on the bed next to Kalan and wrapped his arm around his shoulders in a friendly way. He pulled the frazzled boy closer to him and whispered in his ear. "Did he say you were kissable?" Kalan became the deepest shade of red and shook his curly head. No. Shane leaned in even closer. "Then whatever he said doesn't matter, Kay." He turned Kalan's face to his own and pressed a soft kiss to a bewildered Kalan's lips.

Kalan moaned into Shane's mouth, but pushed him off when he happened to glance over at his partially open door, an eye peering in, taking in the entire scene.

* * *

Jacob burst into the room in a rage. "Shane! Man, stop whoring on Kalan!" His green eyes flashed with pain and jealousy and anger as he stormed over to him. "You're gay, aren't you?!"

Shane stood up to face Jacob, man to man. "Wait, Jacob. You didn't actually think I was gay?"

"No! It was a joke! I never thought you would be!"

Kalan watched the proceedings from behind the door, hoping they wouldn't drag him into whatever emotional battle they were waging between each other... he wasn't as lucky as he hoped.

"What about Kay?" ranted Jacob, continuing on his tyrant of anger. "Is he gay too?" He looked over to where Kalan was hiding, giving him a questioning stare. Kalan quickly shook his head no, though the blush growing darker on his face told otherwise. Jacob raised his eyebrow at him and then turned back to Shane, lust growing in his deadly stare.

Shane gulped. Jacob advanced on him. Kalan watched.

* * *

Shane backed into the wall. Jacob pressed into him. Kalan nibbled on his bottom lip.

* * *

Shane looked up into Jacob's eyes. Jacob leaned into kiss him. Kalan came out from behind the door.

* * *

Shane moaned. Jacob deepened the kiss. Kalan snaked his arms around Jacob's waist as he leaned in to lick Shane's ear.

Shane pulled away as Jacob broke the kiss. They both turned to stare at Kalan, who was looking at them under partly closed eyes, his face bright red. "Holy cow." murmured Jacob as he leaned over to Kalan and placed a kiss on his lips. Kalan responded by pulling Jacob closer to him. Shane watched the proceedings with hormones raging through his system. Pushing Jacob away from Kalan, Shane took Kalan's face in his hands and pulled him into another fiery kiss as Jacob got down on his knees in front of them, reaching up to unzip Shane's jeans.

Kalan pulled off Shane’s shirt as Jacob pulled down Shane’s pants. “Suck it up, Princess” murmured Shane as he looked down at Jacob’s grinning face.

Jacob laughed as Kalan smirked. ”Suck it up, ha! Good one Shaneifer!”

~fin~