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The Transitive Property	By : IrenaAdler Category: M through R > NUMB3RS Views: 2661 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Part 1 � Three�s a crowd?

David Sinclair pressed his lips together and concentrated on
not laughing.

�I didn�t know you were going to be here,� Charles Eppes was
saying, his hands on his hips.

�Oh, it�s a murder investigation,� Don Eppes said
snidely. �How odd for
me to be here.�

The three of them were standing in a hotel room, far away
from downtown LA. It was a generic
hotel room in a typical three-story hotel in an unremarkable city along the
highway. What made this room special was
its perfect line-of-sight into another hotel room where a suspected killer had
holed up. The camera with its infrared
sights and motion detector were already set up and focused at that other room,
chairs set around the camera in preparation for a long night.

That doesn�t mean David didn�t make sure that this room had
a king-sized bed and lots of extra towels.
His overnight bag bulged with condoms, lubricant, and a few sex toys he
was going to try out on Don. Then there
had come a knock on the door. David and
Don had looked at each other, confirming that neither had called for room
service, and drawn their guns. It was
hard to say who had been more surprised when Don opened the door --Charlie,
upon seeing Don and his ready gun, or Don, upon seeing his little brother
appear at a random distant stakeout.
David had found the looks on their faces hilarious, though he had no
idea what was going on.

Don and Charlie stood now, eyeing each other, as David
silently closed the door behind Charlie.
He and Don holstered their guns.

�I was given to understand that David was doing this
stakeout,� Charlie said grumpily.

�You don�t do stakeouts on your own. There are always at least two people,� Don
responded.

Charlie turned to David.
�When you told me about the stakeout, I thought it was an
invitation. It wasn�t?�

�I didn�t tell you where it was,� David said, startled.

�Yeah, but the address was right there on your desk, with
the room number and everything.� Charlie
looked frustrated. �I thought ��

�Are you trying to jeopardize this whole
investigation?� Don snapped.

Turning back to Don, Charlie raised his chin. �I was really careful and did all the
undercover things.�

�You�re not a professional, Charlie.� Don said. �Why do you keep acting like it?�

�And how professional was it that you made this stakeout you
and David? Really
subtle.�

Don ran his hand over his hair. �I work with him all the time, there�s
nothing unusual about it.�

�I wonder what Megan will think when she sees you only
rented out one room.�

�She�ll think I�m being thrifty,� Don snapped. �Besides, she
isn�t going to see the expense report.�

�I thought she typed up all of your reports,� Charlie
needled.

Don rolled his eyes.
�Oh, don�t you try and pin that old chauvinism thing on me, I write my
own reports. And if I did ask another
agent to help me, it wouldn�t be because she�s the only woman on my team.�

�Interesting, that.� Charlie said with a little toss of his
head. �The only woman on your team never
seems to be on stakeouts with you. Maybe because people would wonder? Now, with another guy, that�s perfectly
safe.�

�It would have been if you hadn�t come traipsing down here,�
Don replied.

�I don�t count driving seventy-three minutes as
�traipsing�.�

�Boys, boys,� David said, unable to
completely hide the laughter in his voice. �There�s no reason to bicker.�

�Weren�t bickering,� Charlie said.

�Having a reasoned discussion,� Don added.

�Still, there�s plenty of me to go
around,� David said.

�Oh,� Charlie said, �I can see it now. I�d get seconds.�

�It�s only appropriate that I get him first, I�m the
oldest,� Don said, with a superior expression.

�Only in chronological years, definitely not in brainpower,�
Charlie responded.

�Older that you in maturity, no doubt. I made plans to get David to myself and
you�re the one who busted in.�

Don and Charlie were now standing toe-to-toe in the middle
of the hotel room, glaring at each other.
David decided that this was getting too heated.

�Okay, Okay,� David broke in. �How about this �� Here goes nothing. �How about sharing me, at the same time?�

Charlie and Don stared at him.

�At the same time?� Charlie asked, his eyebrows shooting up.

�Eww,� Don agreed.

�I�m not talking about a three-way,� David said hastily,
�Just a one-to-one-to-one-way.�

Charlie frowned and Don scratched his chin.

They�re actually
thinking about it, David realized.
He hoped he was hiding his eagerness well enough. It�s not often you get the chance to
experience one of your wildest fantasies.

Don looked at Charlie and Charlie looked at Don, then they
both gave identical half-shrugs.

�Okay,� Charlie said.

�We can give it a try,� Don said cautiously.

Thank you, God. David smiled widely and went to bring the
rest of the stuff from the car while Don tested the infrared camera.

When he came back into the hotel room, Charlie and Don were
talking earnestly over the camera about focal lengths and optimum viewing
radius. Their earlier antagonism seemed
to have vanished.

Not for the first time, David wondered what it would be like
to have a brother. To have someone who
always cared for you no matter what stupid thing you said or did. Well, that was wishful thinking and he had a
fantasy here, waiting for him to take it.
He was determined to show the Eppes brothers the time of their life.

David watched Charlie�s animated face and quick hands as he
tried to explain something completely esoteric to Don. Don�s face had the patient but slightly
exasperated expression that he often wore around Charlie. They were so different and so much
alike. And both
completely delicious.

The first time that David met Charlie, the first time that
Charlie the genius had opened his mouth, David had gotten the overwhelming urge
to tie Charlie down and do terrible things to him. To drive all intelligence out of those big
brown eyes and replace it with mindless passion. Charlie�s slim, boyish body called to David
in entirely unexpected ways.

Don, now, he hadn�t noticed right away, since he was so busy
trying to impress him as a boss. The
first time he�d noticed Don in a sexual way was one Saturday afternoon, when
Don had been called in from playing basketball.
There hadn�t been time for a shower, and Don had come to the crime scene
wearing shorts and a sweaty T-shirt.
David had found himself mesmerized by Don�s sweet ass and firm
arms. From that moment on, a small part
of his brain had always watched Don, fantasized about Don. He knew that Don, being a macho bastard,
would never give in to David willingly.
He�d have to ask in just the right way, with just the right persuasion.

Then Colby had arrived at the office, instantly grabbing
David�s attention. Colby�s muscular body
just screamed to be stroked, his round ass put on earth to be fucked. David had started planning his seduction of
Colby that very day.

Then Colby had lead to Don and Don to Charlie � All three were incredible in their own way �
Colby had amazing strength and stamina, Don was intense and creative and up for
anything David could imagine, Charlie soaked up sexual experience like a sponge
and gave it back tenfold. David had initiated
each one into the world of sex with men and he�d gotten an incredible return on
investment.

Life is good.
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