but he didn't wish to give things away.
Mike-He wanted to sell them on ebay.

He wondered, though, how would Robert feel about seducing Perry into their play?
Crow (As Robert)-Okay, Perry can join in our play, but he?ll have to take the part of the Wicked Witch!

Simon's handsome face suddenly twisted into a sneer.
Tom-And a handsome sneer it was.

'Why the hell do I care if Robert's nose gets out of joint?' he demanded of himself irritably.
Tom-Because then it would be harder for him to lick your-
Mike and Crow-Tom!!!

'We play around because we like it, not because we're in love or anything.'
Mike-Oh, that's what they all say!

His gaze was suddenly drawn to his best friend, sitting on the couch, knees to chin, apparently deep in thought. 'Won't take a bloody psychic to know what's on his mind,' Simon thought, annoyance warring with desire as he tried to imagine what his friend had in mind.
Crow-He hoped it involved him being in Robert!

His suspicions were confirmed when Robert's eyes darted
Mike-Lawn or traditional?

about,
Tom-If Fuschia were Canadian, that would be spelled 'aboot'.

looking to see if anyone was watching, then slowly licked his lips at Simon.
Mike (in a Redneck voice) Yew shore gots a purty mouth, Brit-boy!

Simon shook all over, anger and lust raging within. 'Bastard!' his mind hissed. 'Once...just once...I want to be the one who drives you mad, who seduces you. You are going to get it but good tonight.'
Crow-Doesn't he mean get it IN the butt good?

'You are going to get it,' Robert thought as he stared into the chocolate depths of Simon's eyes. 'I may be the aggressor, but you always wind up with the upper hand. You're always the dominant one.'
Mike-Oooh!
Crow-What?
Mike-Mental image of Simon in black leather with a whip!
All three-Oooh...

He only distantly heard what Perry was saying in reply to whatever it had been that Roger
Crow-Oh no! He's back!

(Crow hides again)

had said. His mind was lost in a fantasy of the little surprise he had for Simon.
Mike-Okay Crow, all clear.

(Crow comes back out)
Crow-Sorry Mike--he just gives me the creeps!

The thought brought a wolfish smile to his face. It didn't faze him at all that Simon was smiling back at him the same way.
Mike-It's Synchronized Leering!

It was time to head back. Simon stood and stretched luxuriantly, a seemingly innocent gesture,
Crow-But it was guilty of shoplifting, jaywalking, and vagrancy.

but it nearly made Robert moan. He bit one crimson-slick lip as a deep shiver wracked him. 'Seems Simon has taken to playing my games,' Robert thought.
Tom (Robert) And the wanker never returns them when he's done! He still has my copy of Chutes and Ladders!

He stretched as well, arching his back, hips thrusting towards his friend.
All-Whoooooo!

His deep blue silk shirt pulled out of his trousers,
Tom-Hey, even their clothes are getting kinky!
Crow--I don't get it...
Tom--His shirt...pulling out of his trousers...get it?
Crow--I do now!

(They snicker)
Mike--Guys...

letting Simon feast his eyes upon Robert's creamy, smooth skin.
Crow-Robert uses Dove every day!

Simon clenched his teeth at the thought of pressing fevered kisses to that narrow band of exposed midriff before slowly running his tongue along it, slowly moving lower...he grinned wolfishly again. 'You are going to pay, my friend. Oh yes.'
Mike-Why should Perry be making all the money?

'Just you wait, Simon,' Robert thought, seeing Simon's grin through the narrowed slits of his eyes. So far, it was all going as he wanted.
Crow (Boris Karloff)--How fortunate. This will simplify everything!

At that moment, Perry stuck his head back in the doorway. "What are you guys waiting for? Engraved invitations to tea?" He grinned cheekily at them, adding, "One might think you were getting up to something in here!"
Tom (As Simon)-What are your rates again, Perry?
Crow (As Robert)-Can we get a two for one deal?

"Funny, mate," Robert said, doing his best to sound irked and keeping most of the amusement from his voice.
Mike (Perry)--Hey, everyone! Free samples of me!

Simon tried not to smirk. Perry ducked
Crow-And goosed, and swallowed..

back out the door and walked away chuckling, but not before his bandmates shared an identical thought: they'd both briefly considered grabbing Perry, locking the door, and having their wicked way with him.
Tom-By the pricking of my thumbs, something wicked this way comes...
Crow-By the thumbing of my-
Tom and Mike-CROW!
Crow-Hehehehe.

First things first, though. Robert and Simon exchanged a final, smoldering look
Mike-Final Smoldering Look, out December 2000 for Sony Playstation.

before following Perry out. Just before they caught up to the others, Simon leaned in close and bit Robert's ear. He shivered, pain and pleasure twining together like serpents, then shivered again as Simon purred, 'You are going to suffer tonight, Smith."

"W-we'll see, won't we?" Robert replied in the husky tones Simon so enjoyed. "I might have a few surprises of my own." Simon's chuckle was slightly shaky as they reached the hotel.

Robert was still shivering when they reached the hotel bar for the usual post-show drinking bout. Eyeing him with some concern Roger
Crow-Noooo! Not again!

(Crow hides again)

said, "Are you all right?"

"I'm fine, Roger," Robert assured his friend. "Just a bit chilly. Why do Americans seem intent on having everything cold, including the beer?" Their bandmates chuckled, nodding, as Simon and Robert took their seats.
Crow-As far from Roger as possible.

"No worries," Simon assured them. His foot suddenly nudged Robert's thigh under the table-from the feel of it he'd slipped off his boot.
Tom-Simon, you fool, you shouldn?t stand on your boots! Use a stepladder!

"I'm sure once you get upstairs you'll be warm enough." His face was a study in innocence...
Mike-Would that be a Van Gogh or a Monet?

not even a hint of smoulder in those deep brown eyes, eyes that normally reduced Robert's will to ashes.
Crow-Which was really too bad, because everything in Robert's will was left to Simon!

But not tonight. 'Maybe I'll have to blindfold you too,' Robert thought, hiding his wicked smile behind his Heineken.
Mike-His Heinie!
Crow-Go on, someone grab Robert's Heinie!

He tried not to jump as Simon's foot slid up and down his inner thigh, agonizingly close to his hardened cock. "Quite," he answered his friend, then took another sip of his beer.
Mike-Someone needs to wash Fuschia's mind out with soap!
Crow-Isn't that called brainwashing?

Neither of them noticed Perry as he favored them both with a long speculative look followed by a secretive smile.
Tom (As Perry)-Maybe I?ll give them a freebie?

Robert excused himself to go upstairs a short time later. From the look in Simon's eyes, he knew his friend assumed he had driven Robert to madness and the singer was conceding victory. It pleased Robert to let his friend think that, but he was very glad that the bar was dimly lit. His cock ached fiercely as he walked out of the bar
Mike-Robert Smith walked into a bar, but Jason Cooper ducked.
Crow-And goosed...
Tom-And swallowed...
Mike-Naww, that?ll be in Tangerine?s story?

and took the elevator up to their rooms.
Crow-And the elevator liked it.

Shortly after, the rest of their band followed their leader's example and headed up to their rooms. Simon knew Robert would be in his room, but for appearance's sake, he ducked
All-And goosed, and swallowed!

into his own after saying goodnight to his bandmates.

He closed the door behind him, not yet bothering to turn on the lights. He'd be leaving soon anyway. Still, he sat down on the edge of his Bend
Tom-Edge of his bend? That's gotta hurt!

...pondering what was to come, a wicked smile on his face.
Crow-He's gonna come, that's why he's smiling!

Strong arms wrapped themselves around him, pulled him to the bed. He opened his mouth to yell in surprise
Mike (As Simon)-In surprise!

only to have soft, lush lips close down on his mouth...Simon struggled madly until he realized the touch of familiar crimson-slicked lips was Robert's.

"Robert...!" he managed, still in shock by his friend's sudden ambush.
Tom-Sudden Ambush--a new perfume by Dana.

"How did-"

"Shut up," Robert growled, sending a thrill of excited fear through Simon. Robert pushed his friend back against the pillows.
Mike (Austin Powers voice)-Do I make you horny, baby?

Simon was still too startled to struggle much, even when Robert wrapped something cool and silky around his wrists, tying them to the bed.

"Robert...what-what are you doing?"
Crow (as Robert)-I vant to know...is it safe?

Robert pressed his lips to Simon's briefly, then sat up to switch on the light. Simon blinked against the light, then closed his eyes, heart racing, fearful and excited at once.

He felt the cool caress of Robert's hand on his cheek. "Look at me, Si." Simon opened his eyes, blinking briefly, then regarded him steadily. Robert caressed his cheek again. "Surprise, Simon. Seems I have the upper hand, no?"
Tom-(As Simon) Well considering you've tied my arms down, you wanker!

He traced his finger
Mike-He must not draw very well!

lightly over Simon's full mouth. Simon kissed his fingertip before he could stop himself, then nipped it sharply. Robert slapped his cheek lightly. "Bad Simon,"
Tom-Behave or you?ll get it with this newspaper!