They'd had a great morning playing music and working on a new song before breaking for lunch. Damiano had decided to take a nap in the garden afterwards. It was rapidly becoming one of his favourite places to just chill out and the recliners really were comfortable. Chili had decided to join him for the duration, so they were comfortably sharing a spot in the shade.

When he heard someone walking across the grass he didn't have to open his eyes to know it was Thomas. He was slowly getting used to the fact that he never had any trouble telling where any of the others were these days, especially when they were close. It was one of those things he chalked up to vampire senses and decided not to worry about it.

"Hey," Thomas said.

"Hey, yourself," Damiano replied, peering at his friend and lover over the top of his sunglasses.

"Mind if we talk?" Thomas asked.

The way he was moving slowly from foot to foot gave Damiano a clue that Thomas was unsure and this was probably going to be a serious conversation.

"Sure," Damiano said, sitting up, pulling his legs up and shifting Chili a little so Thomas could sit on the end of the sun-lounger. "What's on your mind?"

Thomas sat down, picking at his nails in a clear indication he was trying to decide how to start. Damiano gave Chili a quick head scratch and waited for Thomas to be ready.

"Are you bi now?" the younger man finally asked, bringing his face around to look at Damiano.

"Because of last night?" Damiano replied, because he needed a moment to process that.

Thomas nodded.

"Well I'm definitely not one hundred percent straight," he said, because it wasn't a question he'd asked himself. "I'm not sure, honestly. I think it might just be you and Ethan that I'm into when it comes to guys, but I couldn't give you a firm answer. I've always been curious, but whereas I know most girls do it for me, that's not true for guys. Maybe I need that connection with a guy before my sex drive takes notice. I'm discovering quite a lot about myself at the moment to tell the truth. When I figure it out, I'll let you know."

"You looked really into it last night," Thomas said.

"I was, it was fucking amazing," Damiano replied completely openly, that part was easy. "On just the physical side if felt so good, but psychologically, fuck, it blew my mind."

"Why?" was the quiet and genuinely curious question.

"It's hard to put into words," he said after a few moments of thinking about it. "I think partly because I was giving up the control, I was the one being vulnerable, but the bigger part was that it was Ethan I was letting have me. Sex is great, but with you guys, it's not just sex."

Thomas nodded as if he understood that, but went back to contemplating his nails.

"Why," Damiano prompted gently, eventually, when it became clear Thomas didn't know how to go on, "is all this making you reconsider too?"

A rather undecided frown came his way at that.

"I've always been sure I was straight," Thomas said. "Even with us, Vic's always been there in the middle of everything and I thought it was seeing/touching her and seeing you guys with her that was turning me on. I mean I like kissing you and Ethan, it's fun and it feels good, and, fuck, Ethan's hands sound be classed as a deadly weapon..."

"Yeah," Damiano agreed.

"... and when you sucked me off the other day it was amazing, but Vic's always been in the mix," Thomas went on.

Damiano nodded, he got that.

"But then last night, it wasn't me and Vic, or you and Vic, or Ethan and Vic," Thomas admitted, "it was Ethan and you, and it was one of the hottest things I have ever seen. I was so hard it hurt and me and Vic were barely touching each other."

"And that confused you?" Damiano checked.

Thomas gave a nod and looked at him again.

"You know, being turned on by gay sex doesn't have to mean you're gay or bi or anything you don't want to be," Damiano said.

"It wasn't just that I liked watching it," Thomas told him.

"Oh," Damiano caught on, "you wanted to try it."

"I'm not sure if I want to ... well ... I mean, god, the look on your face ... but I'm not sure I could ..."

Damiano put his hand on Thomas'.

"None of us would ever force you to do something you weren't comfortable with," he assured the younger man. "You don't have to like everything. We'll do our best to give you whatever you need. If you decided you wanted to try it later on, I would be more than happy to help, and I am almost positive Ethan would too, but I'm getting the impression you're much more interested in providing the cock for the enterprise."

He saw Thomas' lips twitch at his choice of words.

"Do you ever say anything the easy way?" Thomas complained.

"It's more fun this way," Damiano replied.

He was pleased to see Thomas' shoulders relaxing a little at this light tone.

"Then yes," Thomas said after a moment, "I would very much like to provide the cock to fuck you through the mattress."

"I'm sure we can arrange that," Damiano said with a grin, "but right now it's too hot."

"Wish we had a pool," Thomas agreed with a laugh.

"Wouldn't be able to use it without turning into a lobster anyway," Damiano bemoaned.

~*~

Damiano leaned against Thomas' back where the younger man was kneeling on the bed. They were both naked and the touch of skin on skin sent shivers of delight through Damiano. He could never get enough of the others, they were like an addiction. One he never wanted to break.

"Beautiful aren't they," he whispered in Thomas' ear.

"Hmm," Thomas agreed, eyes locked on where Ethan had his head between Victoria's legs.

She had her thighs spread wide and, although Damiano couldn't see exactly what Ethan was doing, Victoria was definitely appreciating it. The noises she was making were positively filthy.

They hadn't started the evening off with sex in mind, but that's what they'd fallen into, and it had probably been his fault. It had been a couple of days since his talk with Thomas and they hadn't talked about it again yet.

Damiano had had his second therapy session that morning, with his second therapist. To say he and his first choice had not gelled would have been an understatement. Everything the woman had said had rubbed him up the wrong way and he hadn't even been sure why, hence moving to his second choice. This session had gone better. It had been hard and there had been tears, but he had felt better for it.

When they had decided on trying for another movie night, he had been completely on board. He'd even watched the first part of the film. However, the day had worn him out and he'd started to doze off. In turn he'd slipped down where he had been leaning against Victoria. When he'd opened his eyes again he'd been nose to nipple with Victoria's lovely pert breast, even if it had been covered in a thin t-shirt, and he hadn't been able to resist.

Given how fast everyone had gotten naked, he was pretty sure he wasn't the only one who had been horny.

How they'd come to their current arrangement on the bed, Damiano couldn't honestly say, but it had involved sucking Ethan's cock and a lot of kissing, he did know that much. The show Ethan and Victoria were giving was well worth taking a short break to appreciate. Especially since he got to appreciate Thomas at the same time.

Kissing up the side of Thomas' neck, he kept his eyes on Ethan and Victoria, enjoying the assault on his senses. The room smelled heavily of sex and sweat. He could taste all of their arousal in the air. Thomas made the most delightful, small appreciative sounds which harmonised so well with the louder noises Victoria was making. Heat seeped into his skin from where he was touching Thomas. And his sight was almost overloaded with the beautiful creation in front of him.

That included Thomas as Damiano leaned up and over his lover. He could just see Thomas' erection standing proud, glistening at the tip, wet with pre-come. He would have liked to taste that too, but he satisfied himself with running his tongue over the salty skin of Thomas' neck. Thomas leaned into him, so he rewarded the move with the lightest of nips.

Thomas gasped and his hips bucked forward. Damiano saw his companion's dick bob, twitching in a very distinct manner at the same time.

"Want some help with that?" he whispered in Thomas' ear.

Ethan's gaze flicked up at them at that, but he was far too busy to keep his attention on them for long.

"Yes," Thomas whispered back.

Damiano wound his arms around the younger man, pulling him back against him so their bodies were flush. His own erection slid against Thomas' backside and he bit his lip to prevent the moan that threatened. He wanted this to be about Thomas, not him. Reaching round, he ran his fingers along the crease of Thomas' hip until he slipped them round and under his lover's balls. Thomas pushed back against him, startling a short gasp out of him as the movement stimulated his cock. He reciprocated with a gentle squeeze, thumb over the base of Thomas' shaft and fingers spread over his already heavy balls.

Returning his lips to Thomas' neck, he kissed in tandem with moving his hand. He touched lightly, dancing his fingers up Thomas' cock until he reached the tip, playing and dragging the tip of his finger through the slick droplet there and down over the prominent slit.

Thomas moaned, louder this time, bringing up his hand to lace it through Damiano's hair. Damiano rewarded him again, with a tiny nip. Thomas bucked into his hand.

"Fuck," Thomas whispered.

"You like that?" Damiano asked, keeping his voice low and sexy.

"Uh-hu," was the immediate response.

Their interaction was suspended for a moment as Victoria dragged back their attention, moaning with complete abandon and spreading her legs even wider. One of Ethan's hands was no longer on her thighs, but between them. For a moment Damiano wished he had a better vantage point, until Thomas pushed back against him and reminded him that they had been busy.

He moved his fingers, gliding up and over Thomas' tip, then back down, while kissing, licking and nibbling along the side of Thomas' neck.

It wasn't long before Thomas was competing quite nicely with Victoria for who could make the most debauched noises. As Ethan coaxed Victoria towards her orgasm, Damiano urged Thomas closer and closer to his. It wasn't a race, more a symphony of the senses as the pure sexuality of it all built and built.

"Bite me," were the words that almost caused Damiano to falter.

So far the only time any of them had explicitly used their vampire nature during sex was that first time with Victoria and him, and the request caught Damiano off guard. He had never bitten anyone before either.

"Please, Damiano, please," Thomas begged. "I need..."

Thomas ran out of words, but his fingers tightened in Damiano's hair. He flashed back to their talk the other afternoon. He had promised to try and give Thomas whatever he needed. He wanted to give all of his lovers everything he could and this was a direct request.

"Let me know when you're about to come," he whispered back, returning his hand to its previous rhythm.

Thomas nodded.

Damiano had never let his vampire nature out during sex, at least not deliberately, but he called it forward now. If he had thought his senses were sharp normally, it was nothing compared to the clarity they provided as his other self was revealed. He buried his nose in Thomas' neck, narrowing down his focus onto just him. Thomas moaned, long and deep, clearly reacting to Damiano's power. It was such a needy sound.

"Now," Thomas said, "fuck, now."

Damiano called on his vampire nature that little bit harder, the part he had not yet done consciously. It was the weirdest sensation as his fangs descended in his jaw, but this time there was no pain. In fact it felt natural, like part of him was coming alive rather than being forced into being.

Following instincts he had, so far, only felt a reflection of, he opened his mouth and bit the willing flesh in front of him.

The taste of blood hit his tongue and he was instantly swamped with pure pleasure from within and without. It was like the hit he had received off the blood carton on the first day in the house, only about a thousand times stronger, so much more intimate and personal, and his own body was generating ecstasy at the same time as well. He wasn't prepared for any of it.

Up, down, left, right; they lost all meaning as pure pleasure ravaged his system.

Thomas was right there, a bright, blinding flash of bliss washing over him, and almost as close there were Victoria and Ethan. He couldn't not reach out to them, almost like when they dreamed. Pleasures mixed and expanded and, for a while, took away all thought.

A tiny, tiny sliver of Damiano's mind wondered if he should be afraid, but the rest couldn't imagine why.