ia - POV change/break in storyline

ts - forward time skip

fb - flashback

warning(s): x-rated gay stuff, brief hetero stuff and cursing

Ch. 3 A blessing in disguise

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"HOLO CHARIZARD! NOW!"

"Ian..." Anthony whined at the currently rampaging Ian. "Don't be mad!"

"Don't give me that shit! I can't believe you! I should have expected it! The first fucking day and you already screwed it all up!"

I don't even know how this happened...Anthony thought woefully to himself.

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The first day after their little pact, Ian was surprised to wake up with Anthony in his bed, under the covers and sucking him off. His mouth had him down to the hilt. Ian almost came at the sight.

"Shit dude...!" He gripped Anthony's dark hair and tried with all his might not to thrust deep into his hot mouth as far as he could go. "Do you actually like this?"

Anthony looked up at him and released his dick with a sick 'pop'. "Probably a lot more than I should..." Ian groaned, feeling his cock twitch. "I never got to finish what I started yesterday, so I'm making up for it," Anthony licked his lips before going back to his task of bringing Ian off.

It wasn't long before Ian was at that edge. He gripped the sheets beneath him, panting.

"F-Fuck. Anthony suck me...yes... god yeah. Oh...fuck I'm gonna come. Move..."

"No," Ian blushed, letting go of his control. He thrust his cock deep in Anthony's mouth and came hard, feeling the other boy sucking the whole time he did. When he was able to open his eyes again, he was met with the sight of Anthony, cum dripping down his lip and chin, looking really sexy.

"God...that's so fire trucking hot," Ian threw his head back, feeling Anthony climb up on top of him and lay at his side. "Is there any reason why you're so good at that?"

"I may or may not have practiced with a banana or two," Ian looked at him incredulously.

"You just decided on your gayness yesterday! Don't tell me you did this practice before the fact?" Anthony had this innocent-yet-guilty look on his face. Ian laughed.

"You're such a fucking weirdo,"

"I learn from the best," Anthony leaned over and gave Ian a sweet kiss before crawling on top of him to get better access. Ian felt his breath hitch when he realized Anthony was horny too. It was hard not to with something long and hard poking him in the stomach.

"Mmm...Ian, I want to fuck you," Anthony said, breaking away momentarily. Ian felt his face get hot at these words.

"F-Fuck..? L-Look Anthony I said i didn't want to move too fast, remember? How about I give you a nice hand job?"

"You cheap ass! I blew you!" Ian stuck out his tongue.

"Take it or leave it, bitch!" Anthony pouted but nodded. Ian wasted no time. It might be just a hand job but he had at least 12 years of everyday practice on his own junk so it shouldn't be too hard to get Anthony off. He quickly flipped them over so that he was on top of Anthony and he had the other man out of his boxers in no time at all. He set to work immediately, rubbing and stroking and squeezing until he learned all the things that made Anthony moan.

...And Anthony sure did make some sexy ass sounds.

"Ohhh...Ian, fuck! Do it just like that,"

"You like that?" Ian repeated the circular motion of his hand. He added in a second hand to play with the base of his dick

"Nnnn! Fuck yeah!" Anthony's face was contorted in pleasure and by the sounds he was making, it felt damn good. "Shit, I'm already..." Ian smirked and let go, instead stroking one finger up Anthony's long shaft. "Fffffuuu! What the fuck?! Ah...Ahh! Ian come on!" Ian had started tickling it, just brushing it with his fingers. Anthony was bucking into his hand, wanting more and more contact. Ian wouldn't let him have his release so easily.

"Say, Master Ian-sama, please let me come,"

"Master Ian-sama is the most redundant, stupid thing you could say!" Anthony said, defending his basal knowledge of japanese.

"Say it!"

"I hate you," Ian let go completely.

"Nuh uh ah! Only good boys get to come!" Ian started to play with Anthony's sac, squeezing and rubbing it gently, waiting patiently. Anthony flopped against the pillow in frustration, obviously needing to come. His cock twitched and was weeping with precum at this point. Ian was almost impressed that he was able to hold out in this state.

"F-Fine! Master Ian-sama, pleaseletmecome..."

"Louder..." Anthony growled.

"Urgh! Fine! Master Ian-sama please let me come!" Ian smirked, giving Anthony a hot kiss.

"As you wish," Ian reclaimed Anthony's cock in his hands and made quick work of him, rubbing and stroking until Anthony was toppled over the edge and the white stuff was quickly covering the younger boy's hands. Anthony moaned Ian's name over and over again, making the sexiest, most lewd face Ian had ever seen. It was enough to turn him on again, but he shoved it out of his head. They actually had to get out of bed today. Really.

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They decided to go out to a restaurant to eat breakfast. It was just IHOP, but it was bottomless pancake day today, and Ian was really excited about it. They were never up early enough for bottomless pancake day!

"Come on Anthony! We're gonna be late!"

"How can you be late for bottomless pancake day? It's all day!" Ian sighed.

"It's not the same if it isn't at breakfast, douche," Ian said, in a "as a matter of fact" tone of voice. "Now get in the car, I'll even drive because you'd probably go too slow!

"Just don't get us pulled over you retard,"

Ian drove fast and definitely broke a few laws, like six, but who was counting (Anthony: me?). They got to the local IHOP in record time and Ian was already bouncing at the doors on the balls of his feet because they weren't open just yet.

"Hurry uppp! I want the freshest pancakes!"

"Well I have something fresh to keep me busy in the mean time," Ian felt strong hands on his ass, squeezing and rubbing. He probably would have responded, but he was too preoccupied at the prospect of never-ending pancakes.

"Perv!"

"Not my fault your ass is hot,"

"Fucking fags," Ian looked to see a burly looking man standing behind him, obviously waiting in line as well. It took him a moment to realize the man was talking about he and Anthony. This was weird. He'd never had homosexual hate directed at him-well unless you count the internet. He wondered hard about this. Anthony had put his hands back to their proper place before that person arrived. How did he know?! Am I suddenly giving off gay pheromones?!

The doors were opened and the small gathering was let inside. Ian and Anthony were the first to be seated.

"Anthony do I look gay?" Anthony raised his brow.

"When do you not look gay?" Ian rolled his eyes.

"I mean it! Do I?"

"Are you talking about that douche at the door?"

"You weren't even squeezing my ass when he came."

"That's what your mom said...cause I had a threesome with her." Ian looked at Anthony, not impressed at all. Anthony steeled his face into serious. "Umm... Maybe it's because of my emo hair and how I'm wearing male capris today. I tend to look more homosexual than the average man, even before I started carrying a torch for you,"

"But what about me? I don't wear anything less manly, do I?"

"No, but you hang with me so you're gay by proxy, I guess," The waitress came and Anthony ordered them two waters and she left to go get that and their server. He turned back to his trial boyfriend. "Besides, you really are gay now. So it's okay to be recognized as such, right?"

"Not yet! You're forgetting we're just trial boyfriends, Ant," Ian looked around nervously, lowering his voice and getting closer to Anthony to speak. "If anybody found out that Smosh was really gay, then there would be a whole scandal thing. Kalel would literally murder you..."

"Yeah, she's pretty volatile. She didn't take too kindly to being broken up with in the first place." Anthony broke out in laughter. "Haha! Can you imagine how psycho-bitch she'd turn if she had it in her mind that it's cause I was fucking you?! She'd fucking assassinate yo-!" Ian clamped Anthony's mouth shut with his fingers.

"Dummy! lower the volume, will ya?" Anthony nodded, his face getting serious.

"Basically, nobody can know okay? Please?" Ian released Anthony's lips. To Ian's relief, he was much quieter.

"That's fine, dude, but if it does end up working out, you realize we can't keep it a secret forever, right? We get way too much publicity, and we both tend to fuck up a lot so keeping this a secret for too long would make it that much more likely to backfire on us. It'd be better to just get it out there. Who knows, it could be a blessing in disguise,"

"Well we'd probably lose our entire male fanbase..."

"But we'd gain a fuck-ton of slash fangirls!"

"We already have them...have you read some of the fanfics out there about us?"

"No, but now I kind of want to..."

"Sicko! Look... let's talk about "coming out" after the trial okay? For now, we need to lay low. We couldn't handle that kind of scandal just yet,"

"Aren't you two Smosh?!" Ian and Anthony looked up to see a tall girl with brown hair and green eyes standing in front of them. She looked like all her Christmases had come early. A Recognizer. Not only that, but one of the fangirl breed.

"That would be us!" Ian said, putting on the most convincing smile he could muster. "And how are you this fine morning?"

"Just great! I'm Hailey! Oh-shit!" In a wild gesture of excitement, "Hailey"'s pen managed to fly ten feet out of her hand and somewhere on the floor. "Crap! Just a moment, okay? Sorry!" It was when she was on her knees on the floor that Ian realized her skirt was just way too short. He shouldn't have been surprised to find Anthony's eyes glued to her backside, it was quite the view, but he felt a bit put out by this.

"Anthony..." Anthony held up his hand.

"Just a sec, Ian," Anthony stared openly and without out abandon. Now Ian was getting irritated.

"Are you for fucking real?"

"Found it!" Hailey exclaimed, getting up. Anthony snapped out of his reverie and his eyes went back up to her face. Ian wanted to fucking strangle him. "What can I get you boys?"

"Never-ending pancakes..." Anthony said, still in a daze.

"Same," Ian said, extremely irritated.

"Do you want to hang out?" Anthony said to her, now checking out her rack. Ian looked at him in horror. Was Anthony really doing this? He could handle the ass-gawking, boys will be boys, but asking her out? And right in front of Ian! Wasn't he Ian's trial boyfriend? Wasn't it to see if shit like this would happen or not? Didn't Anthony say he loved him?

Ian clutched the table, feeling really dejected. Of course Anthony wasn't serious. When was the man ever serious? Ian felt really foolish now. Like anything could work out between he and Anthony. What made him think it could, Ian would never know.

Ian stood up and made to leave. Anthony grabbed his shirt and looked at him questioningly.

"Dude, where are you going?"

"Home. You're an asshole," Ian yanked out of Anthony's grip and stormed away. He heard Anthony get up to follow him.

"Ian, come on! It's never-ending pancake day!"

"Not hungry anymore! You can walk your stupid ass home!"

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After apologizing to the waitress, Anthony made his way home. He took the bus but still had to walk a considerable amount. Plus, he found out that bus riding is not a pleasant experience when the person next to you smells very strongly of cheese.

He walked into the door and immediately there was a rampaging Ian in his face, hand outstretched.

"HOLO CHARIZARD NOW!"

"Ian..." Anthony whined at the currently rampaging Ian. "Don't be mad!"

"Don't give me that shit! I can't believe you! I should have expected it! The first fucking day and you already screwed it all up!" I don't even know how it happened...Anthony thought woefully to himself. He was just enjoying his time with Ian and then BAM! Ass! Right in front of him. It was like a natural response to hit on her. It's what he'd always done...

"What the fuck, Anthony?! You stood there studying her ass for a whole fucking minute. And then you ask to hang out? It's like a fucking slap in the face! I knew you wouldn't be able to take this seriously! This is exactly why I didn't want it to become like this! You're a pig and you'll always be one! This is why you and Kalel never worked out!" Anthony grimaced. He really fucked up. He heard Ian mumble to himself when he turned around "The first fucking day!" He grabbed Ian from behind and nuzzled into his neck.

"Ian...I'm really sorry...But come on you have to admit it was one very unique ass!" Ian turned around, still in Anthony's arms. The girl was really really hot...Anthony had been so entranced by that ass that he didn't have any motor function left in him. He'd been on auto pilot. It's not like he wanted to betray Ian; It just sort of happened. He kissed Ian sweetly but Ian pulled away.

"It was but, really, Anthony? We become boyfriends for one day and you're already looking at another girl? That's the worst omen ever."

"But you know what? I like your ass the best... really I do," Anthony reached down and grabbed Ian's supple ass. It was round and full and he could just grab entire handfuls of it. "It's the best one, I promise!" Ian started to pout cutely and Anthony couldn't help but grin. "Do I have to beg?"

"Of-firetrucking course! On your knees, bitch!" Anthony wiggled his eyebrows.

"That's what I said to your mo-"

"NO! You don't have to right to make 'your mom' jokes right now!" Anthony sighed, rolling his eyes and got down on his knees properly.

"Please, oh please, forgive my earlier indiscretion when I looked at that girls fine-(ian: AHEM)-that girls ugly ass! Your ass is the only one for me! I want to play with it all day long and make sweet love to it..."

"Okay that's enough-"

"I want to use it for sexy-time..." Anthony had gone behind Ian and was now squeezing it openly, visually showing Ian just how much he adored it. "It's so full and beautiful..."

"I will fart in your face..."

"Is it weird that that's turning me on?"

"Shut up!" Ian jumped away, giggling. "Fine I forgive you, but seriously, Anthony. I don't think I can sit there and watch you flirt with other girls. Why don't you go on that date with Hailey and if you still feel like fucking her, let me know. I don't want to date someone who's only half into me, even if it's you," Anthony frowned.

"But, Ian..."

"No, I want you to go. Seriously figure this shit out. I don't want to have drama and stuff when I'm not even dating you all the way. This is what the trial boyfriend's thing is for, right? Go and figure it out for the both of us."

"Y-Yeah... fine, I'll go. But hey," Ian looked into Anthony's dark eyes. He shivered at the emotion in them. "I really do love you, okay?" Ian bit his lip, feeling his resolve weakening. Anthony started kissing him softly on the cheek, his neck, and everywhere else. If it was one thing he knew how to get out of it was trouble with a girlfri-well boyfriend in his case. It didn't really make any difference though. Ian was more adorable than any girl, and just as easily swayed by his charms.

"Yeah, whatever. Now go!" Anthony nodded and left, not liking the hurt look in the other man's eyes before. He still looked kind of upset. He decided he wouldn't sleep with the girl. He wanted Ian, not her.

"Fuck yeah...oh god yeah suck it!" Anthony threw his head back. What could he say? He was a guy after all... Ian even gave him permission!. Her tits were fucking massive. She bobbed her dark head up and down on his dick, looking like it was the best tasting thing in the world. He wondered briefly how Ian would look sucking his cock. He bet he'd look stupid, having a dumb grin on his face. He'd think he'd have the upper hand, but he'd be surprised when Anthony grabbed his head and shoved his dick in and out, making him gag. "Ughhnnn! God yes...an.."

Anthony didn't notice the confused pause in the sucking. The girl went right back to it but couldn't ignore what happened when she brought him all the way into her throat. "Fuck yeah, Ian...Put it all the way in..." He grabbed her hair and started fucking her mouth.

"IaNNhhh!?" Ian cried, not prepared to have all that cock in his mouth at once. Anthony moved onto his knees and slammed his dick in and out of his mouth, loving the way his blue eyes looked so helpless. He didn't want to choke him, but he was almost there. It wouldn't be long.

"Fuck yeah...mmmm Ian I'm coming..." Ian yanked his head off in an angry rage.

"What the fuck?!" But it was too late cause Anthony was shooting off, not hearing anything she said. He moaned Ian's name, covering his face with his jizz. In his fantasy Ian's mouth was full of it, It was dripping down his fucking chin and it was so hot. He licked his mouth and started sucking on Anthony's now softening dick, watching with his cerulean blue eyes. Fuck, Ian was sexy!

Suddenly there was a sharp sting on his cheek and he realized he'd been slapped.

"Ian what-"

"I'm not Ian, you douche! But now I know that your homosmosh fangirls are right, you fucking FAG!

"Well shit..."

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"Ian I'm home..." Anthony walked in feeling like the lowest life form on the planet. Not only did he betray Ian, but now someone knew about his feelings for Ian. He knew how Ian felt about having people know their secret. He saw Ian enter with an unreadable look on his face. "Look, Ian I'm really sorry..." Suddenly there was an Ian in his arms, arms wrapped around his neck and kissing him deeply and desperately. Anthony was shocked, confused, but he kissed back just as eagerly. For some reason Ian must be a masochist

"Anthony..." Ian said, breaking away. Anthony looked into those blue eyes shimmering with delight. "She told me everything..."

"Then you know I'm the biggest douche ever..." Ian smiled.

"Yeah, you are, but you're also the sweetest douche. She said you basically turned her into me halfway into it. Moaning my name without even realizing it!" Anthony blinked, amazed at how easily Ian left out the part about him letting the girl suck him off in the first place.

"You're not mad...? Ian I cheated,"

"Yeah well, it seems like you you're thinking about me even when you do. Not that it'll be okay in the future. Seriously i'll cut your dick off. You're mine," Anthony was concerned at how easy it was for Ian to say "Cut your dick off". But he got the picture. He was forgiving him and looking at the bright side. Anthony was Ian's.

"I didn't like her. All I could think of was you...but Ian, she knows,"

"Well she knows about you. I told her that I thought you were nasty and you probably have homoaids..."

"Thanks..."

"But Anthony, she didn't really seem to buy it so, we're going to have to be kind of careful. No lovey dovey shit with the blinds open or in public. We need to come up with a plan of action,"

"Getting people used to the idea of gay Smosh?"

"Right now it'd be dangerous to come out right away, since most of our fans are boys. The girl fanbase is growing wider and wider but not fast enough, it will be easier if we redirect our fanbase to appeal more to girls, especially the slash fangirls. We'll probably start by incorporating more homo jokes in our skits, doing gradually more gay twitter questions at lunchtime and play-acting gay more often in other areas. We'll do it slowly and they won't even notice that something's different. Eventually we'll have so many gay smosh fans that if a scandal were to be discovered, it won't harm our rep too devastatingly. We could probably even use it to our advantage at that point.

"You've thought a lot about this," Anthony smiled, Ian was always thinking about Smosh's future. Ian started blushing. He looked away.

"Well, I just want this thing with us to work... And if we lost our jobs now we'd become hobos cause all we know how to do is internet friendly comedy," Anthony kissed Ian's big nose.

"I love you,"

"I-I love you too," Anthony grinned.

"Really?!"

"Of course...even before we...you know? You've always been the most important person to me..." Anthony hugged Ian tightly, not wanting him to see just how emotional the taller boy was getting. Ian was so fucking sweet.

"It's sexy time now..." Anthony said, simply. Ian shoved Anthony away, look on his face telling Anthony that, no, there would be no sexy time. Anthony pouted.

"You already got off today, and not by me. I think you're good without sex for a week,"

"No way..." Ian raised a brow.

"Unless you wanna go find another slut," Anthony shook his head. He wrapped his arms around Ian, slumping against him.

"Anything, Ian. I just don't want to lose you. I just have one condition. Screw this "trial" thing. We're going to be boyfriends for real. I feel like I'm really ready to get serious and I wouldn't want it to be with anyone but you at this point." Anthony grit his teeth, but he needed to show Ian he was serious. "I'll go without sex for as long as you want if it meant I could be with you seriously," Ian was silent, frozen. Anthony stood back, looking hard into Ian's eyes. "I won't do it unless you say yes." Ian looked away, thinking hard. His eyes looked so full of emotion.

"F-Fine! We're boyfriends. For real. I swear, Anthony Danger Padilla if you screw this up-"

"YES!" Anthony took this time to spin around the house, jumping up and down. "Ian has been caught!" Anthony hummed the 'caught' pokemon gameboy theme. Ian rolled his eyes and pulled Anthony towards him.

"Aren't you supposed to be kissing me?" Anthony covered half of Ian's face with his mouth, giving him the sloppiest kiss ever. Ian broke away laughing. "dumbass..." Anthony captured Ian's lips again, this time kissing him very seriously. "mmm..." Ian said, melting into it. Anthony felt Ian's hands go to his chest and start squeezing it. He broke away giggling.

"What are you doing?"

"Thinking about how lucky I am that I got a boyfriend with actual boobs," Anthony looked at Ian, offended.

"They're pectoralis maximus,"

"They're boobs," Ian was squeezing them and pinching at his nipples. Anthony swiped him away, feeling arousal stir up in his belly.

"You better stop if you don't want to end up fucking..."

"Fine fine..." Ian stole one more quick squeeze before taking off. Anthony shook his head, happier than he'd ever been. He wondered if he even deserved this kind of happiness. To be in love and have it returned was the best feeling in the world. He hoped it would never end.

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a/n: oh god...the cheese just never ends...