"This is an outrage you know!" Melina paced the room, her six hundred dollar slippers barely thudding against the carpet. "After all the business my boys and I have given you, you're telling me you're not willing to fix my nail! I'm only in town for a few more hours!"

"Ma'am," the exhausted voice on the other end of the line sighed. "It's one in the morning; we're technically closed."

"Well technically, you should make some accommodations for one of your best clients. I have connections, you know. I will drive your business into the ground and you can make sure word will get out about how you've treated me. It wasn't even my fault! It was all that cheaply dyed red head ska-"

"I know, Ma'am, you've said so already." Another sigh and some scribbling. "If you can get down here at eight thirty tomorrow, we can repair the … err, damage."

Melina nodded brusquely. "Thank you," she practically snapped. "I'll be there at nine." She hung up on the blubbering person, shaking her head. "Shyeah right, eight thirty." Smiling, she debated on whether or not to tell the boys, then decided against it. They'd earned their sleep.

Just as she had turned towards her own bed, a loud thud caught Melina's attention. She stopped and frowned, cocking her head. When the sound came again, she was positive that it had come from Johnny and Joey's room. She walked over to the adjoining door, knocking softly, but receiving no answer. Putting her hand on the knob, Melina was surprised to find that it was unlocked. Didn't these things usually lock on their own? Shrugging to herself, she opened the door just enough to poke her head through.

She was treated to the sight of Johnny deep throating Joey's cock.

For only a second, she was tempted to slam the door and simply go to bed; but the longer that she lingered the more details her brain took in.

Joey was standing with his back against one of the four bedposts. His eyes were closed and his head was tilted back. Some light from the city outside flooded their room, letting her see that his skin was gleaming with sweat. His legs were slightly spread and his hands were cupping the back of Johnny's head. "Mmm, yes, yeah, that's it."

For his part, Johnny seemed to be moving at a slow pace, crouched down in front of Joey, his hands resting on the other man's thighs, probably for balance, she mused..

Melina had never seen the appeal of going down on a guy. It was a disgusting little act. Not to mention the guy might mess up her hair, and the thought of actually swallowing, ugh!

Nevertheless, she found herself unable to look away, her ears pricked to the sounds of Joey's soft gasping and occasional curses, of the way his hips moved gently with the motion of Johnny's mouth. Melina leaned against the doorframe, opening it a little wider so that she could see it all.

When Johnny abruptly stood up, she nearly slammed the door on her own face, but Melina hesitated and was rewarded by the sight of Johnny slithering up Joey's body like a sensuous snake, resting his cheek on Joey's shoulder and whispering something into his ear. Melina was surprised to see Joey stroking Johnny's hair; the tenderness of the motion caught her off guard. And it was at that moment that she realized they were both completely naked. She'd seen Johnny, but the darkness had cloaked Joey's hips a little; he might have been wearing a thong or something. She chewed on her lower lip, feeling like an intruder for the first time.

She willed herself to go back into her room and forget about this, but her body betrayed her and she found herself watching as Johnny literally crawled on to the bed, the muscles in his ass flexing as he moved, before he settled spread eagle on to his back. Joey stroked his calf and whispered something to him, but Melina couldn't make it out.

Johnny tossed Joey something and Joey joined him on the bed, kneeling between the other man's spread legs, talking to him all the while.

At this angle, Melina could only see that he was doing something with his hands; looked like he was rubbing them together. She'd caught glimpses of them coming out of the shower before, but it was only now that it hit her how well they were hung. She chewed on her lower lip, smearing her lipstick, but cursing her inability to walk away.

Any thought of leaving vanished as Joey's long fingers closed around Johnny's cock, causing him to gasp and start squirming. Joey's fingers, curled into a loose fist around the stiff flesh, moved up and down at a leisurely pace. "Fuck you look hot like this," Joey purred, reaching out and stroking the other man's hair a little.

Johnny nodded as if in agreement, his hips starting to rise and fall with Joey's motions. "Please," he gasped. "Now. Joey, please."

"Just a minute, there's something else I need to do first." He removed his fingers from the other man's cock, but before he could argue, Joey captured Johnny's lips in a gentle kiss.

The intimacy of the act made Melina close her eyes. This definitely wasn't something she should have been watching. She backed up a step and actually started closing the door, when both men started groaning. Curiosity overwhelmed her and she uttered a loud gasp as she saw Joey sinking down on to Johnny's cock. She was positive they should have been able to hear her, but both men were lost in what they were doing.

Joey moved at a leisurely pace, sliding up and down on Johnny's cock as if they didn't have a plane to catch in ten hours. The sight of Johnny's cock disappearing into the other man fascinated Melina, almost as much as she was by the play of emotions across their face.

Soon enough, their hands began to move, roaming over each other's bodies, cupping firm muscle, gliding over sculpted abs. She twitched when Joey tugged on Johnny's hair, rougher than she would have expected, and Johnny mewled like a kitten, arching his hips a little and whispering "fuck."

"That," Joey drawled, repeating the act, "is exactly what we're doing." Anything else he would have said dissolved into a groan of pleasure. "Mmm, yeah, right there. Just like that." He closed his eyes and tilted his head back, his sweat dampened hair brushing against his mid back. "Yeah," he whispered again, his voice husky. "'s so fucking good."

Melina lost herself to the sometimes rough, sometimes gentle touches, the slightly dirty talk. She had no idea how long she stayed there or when the first signs of frustration started to show.

So she was startled when Johnny bucked up, destroying the hypnotic rhythm the two men had established what seemed like ages ago. "Stop fucking teasing," Johnny gasped, his hair fanned out in a sweaty, messy halo around his head.

"Ohh come on," Joey cooed, pausing in his motions, settling against Johnny's lap with the other man's cock buried deep inside him. Both hands slid up Johnny's chest and he smiled at the soft mewl the touch elicited. The smile widened as he tugged on one of Johnny's nipples sharply and his lover nearly arched off the bed. "You know you love it," he purred, starting to bounce again the moment Johnny opened his mouth to complain.

Joey bounced a few more times, his pace seemingly slower than before. But he stopped again and Melina was struck by the hardness in his gaze. "Tell me you love it."

"I… I, fuck!" Johnny yelped this last word as Joey's nails raked down his chest, starting just below his nipples and stopping just above his navel. Even from where she was standing, Melina saw the red welts rise up on his tanned skin. Johnny's upper body arched towards the pain and he clutched at Joey's thighs. "Fuck, you know I do!"

"Yeah, I know." Joey drawled, rubbing one of Johnny's nipples between two fingers until he uttered a whimpering moan, a sound Melina would have thought impossible for him.

Melina grunted in surprise as the pace suddenly quickened, Joey's body starting to rise and fall rapidly. Within seconds the smell and sounds of sex filled the room; it was almost making her dizzy.

Just as she had settled into a sort of trance watching them, Johnny abruptly cried out, arching his hips so high that he nearly pitched Joey off. He moaned, gasped and cursed in a never ending torrent, it ending with a soft gasp of Joey's name as he settled back against the mattress. But he didn't go still, instead, his right hand curled around Joey's cock, stroking him frantically.

Melina's eyes widened as Joey snapped his hips towards Johnny's hand, his come spurting out over the other man's chest and stomach. If it had been her, she would have screeched that she wasn't some dirty porn star; but Johnny simply looked drugged out, like he'd gotten off again just from that.

The two men stayed as they were, panting. Melina found herself breathing hard as well. She leaned against the door in a kind of daze, watching the two men exchange gentle smiles. And she was fascinated by the way Joey climbed off Johnny, moving fluidly as if they'd done this a thousand times before.

But when Joey suddenly leaned down and started licking his own come off Johnny's torso, Melina backed out quickly, shutting the door as quietly as she could. She leaned against it, panting softly, eyes closed as she tried to rid herself of the mental images. But she already knew that was a lost cause.

Johnny smiled down at Joey, stroking his hair a little while he finished. "I was just gonna hop into the shower you know."

Joey finished before lifting his head and shrugging one shoulder, settling down on his back next to his lover and imitated his hands behind the head, ankles crossed pose. "But that was more fun.

"Very good point." Johnny sat up, stretching his arms up over his head as high as he could. He was more than aware of Joey's gaze travelling down the lean line of his bare back. "You think she saw?" He murmured as he settled once more, on his side with his back to Joey.

Joey snorted, shifting on to his side as well. "Of course she did," he muttered, slipping two freshly slicked fingers into Johnny's hole, chuckling at his half-startled, half-blissful gasp. "Would you miss the greatest show on Earth?"

THE END