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I was reluctant to post anything this week, because I'm so behind in everyone's fic and it feels unfair, but I'm going to make rounds today and catch up a little bit. I really really love this chapter, and I hope you will too!

Title: Wayward Boys
Author: Mel ([ profile] btvslover82
Pairing: Angelus/Liam/Angel (you heard me, it’s tripletcest!). human AU
Rating: NC-17 for sure…
Summary: human AU. Angelus is determined to get both of his brothers back into his bed, where they belong.
Warnings: uh…incest, obviously. Can’t stress that enough. Some of the flashbacks deal with *early experimentation*. At some point, there will be bondage. And uh, angst. If I have to put additional warnings up later, I will by the chapter.
Disclaimer: these characters are sooo not mine. if they were, they would have been doing naughty things all along.

**An extra cover-my-ass warning: this fic deals with *human AU incest* among triplets. Although the boys are 22 in the majority of the fic, there is at least one flashback, maybe more, dealing with underage sex. In one, they are quite young (after puberty but not by much), and it is more for expository purposes than anything, but it is graphic. If you think this will bother you, run away now**

“Yeah right, Angel’s not—”

“You and I both know better, Lee. You think he stopped wanting you that day? Hell no. Why do you think he’s such an uptight son of a bitch? He may have convinced himself he hates my guts, but he misses you, baby brother.”

Liam didn’t say anything, just chewed his lip. Angelus was rarely wrong when it came to people, but he remembered how it had gone the last time he’d gotten brave enough to come on to Angel.

“If anyone can bring him back into the fold, it’s you, Lee. He’d sooner spit than look at me. You’re it, if we ever want him back again.”

“Because that went so well last time. He ran away.”

Angelus smirked and looked up at him with hot mischief, mouth tickling Liam’s ribs. “Then you’ll just have to find a way to keep him still, won’t you?”

Part 7

Angel came awake suddenly out of a dead sleep, sharply inhaling his surprise, groggy and disoriented. The pillow next to his cheek was a little damp with drool, and he cringed as he mopped up his face. It was then he noticed what had awoken him.

His bedroom door was open and the gold light from the hallway was spilling across his floor. Liam’s form was silhouetted against the light, leaning heavily onto the frame. The backlighting obscured his features into shades of gray, but Angel could see enough to know that his little brother was thoroughly sloshed.

Of course he was.

“What do you want, Liam.”

“You.” Angel tensed as Liam stumbled a little farther into the room, but then Lee flashed him a big, affable smile. “Don’t look at me like that, Ang, I jus’ want a lil company.”

Angel studied him, still wary. He turned towards the large red numbers that clearly read 4:32. “Jesus Christ, at five in the morning, Lee? You don’t need company, you need to sleep it off.” He was forced to move over when Liam fell heavily onto the bed beside him.

“Thought I could do both,” he mumbled into the pillow.

Angel shouldn’t allow it. “Liam….”

Soft brown eyes cracked open to regard him in a bleary, unfocused way. “Come on, Ang, just for tonight? I miss Angelus.” Angel almost choked on the straightforward implication that Liam was used to having their other brother in his bed. “I don’ like it when we’re all three not together. House feels wrong without him, I won’ sleep.”

Angel took in the hangdog expression and sighed. “Fine, just tonight. But go rinse your mouth out or something, you smell like a whiskey factory.” He jumped at the smacking kiss he received on the cheek before Liam slid out of bed and weaved into his bathroom for the Scope. And to piss out more of his liquor, no doubt.

Angel was drifting back off when the edge of the covers lifted and a weight settled beside him onto the mattress. Then Liam’s warm body was pressing into his side, wriggling up under his arm.

“Liam—” he started warningly, but it didn’t stop his little brother from wrapping his long limbs around him. Lee must have stripped off his clothes in the bathroom. His chest and his legs were bare, and Angel just thanked Christ he was still wearing boxers.

A cold nose pressed into his throat, and Liam’s breath was hot and humid fanning out over his collarbone. “Lee—” he tried again, but Liam just squeezed his arms tighter across his chest and mumbled something incoherent into his skin.

And then promptly began to snore.

Angel sighed, trying not to smile and not quite making it. That was Lee. There was nothing awkward to the baby of the family about cuddling up to one of his brothers and passing out.

Angel let his hand curl up to cradle the back of Liam’s skull, petting his long hair absently. He felt a little bloom of bittersweetness rise in his chest. He still felt so guilty about what he had heard that day from outside his bedroom, even though it was weeks ago—Liam’s grief. He’d avoided them for a long time, until his own panic abated, and eventually things had fallen into a kind of normality. Angelus had stopped being quite so vocal, and Angel stopped listening in. But nothing was the same. He couldn’t pretend anymore, and it tore him up inside.

But it was a small comfort, lying here with Liam, and for the first time in months, he didn’t feel so lonely. Angel turned his cheek to rest against the top of his brother’s head, and he fell asleep.


Liam was pressed warmly against Angel’s front, the bare skin of their chests sliding together as they lay on their sides and kissed. Angel’s nose was getting a little smushed by Lee’s enthusiasm, and he pulled away a little, snuffling a laugh when Liam craned his neck to follow. He got a giggle back from his brother when he nipped the lip brushing over his own. Feeling like he was glowing from the inside out, he tugged Lee closer, banding his arms tight. They couldn’t get any nearer to one another unless Angel were inside of him.

The thought squiggled strangely in his gut.

They had every reason to be happy. It was a Saturday, so there was no school. No place to be, since they didn’t have jobs or real responsibilities. And they were free to do this again as much as they wanted. It had been so hard to stay apart while mom and dad were home, but it would have raised eyebrows, obviously, for three sixteen-year-old brothers to end up in the same bed at night. Liam still looked forward to their parents’ visits even though he pretended not to—needing their attention even though he’d never admit it aloud—but Angel and Angelus hated it when they came. Their parents could never leave soon enough for them.

But they were gone again, finally, and that always brought on a feeling of celebration. Reunion, even though they’d never truly been apart.

Liam pushed his cock eagerly against Angel’s, but it was hard to get just the right amount of friction when they lay alongside one another like this, so when a hand reached around Liam’s back and grasped them both, they gasped and moaned.

“Is that better, boys?” Angelus was smirking at Angel over Liam’s shoulder in that cocky way of his that made Angel want to choke him most of the time. Except at times like this—

Angel yanked Angelus closer, dragging his upper body half over Liam’s shoulder, and mashed their mouths together. Their teeth clacked together until Angel sank his into his brother’s bottom lip, hard enough to break the skin, and Angelus chuckled into his mouth. And then tightened his hand hard enough on Angel’s cock that he had to break for air.

“And here mom and dad think you’re the good one, Ang.” Angelus smiled slyly and scraped his teeth over Liam’s throat as he pumped both of them hard, causing Angel to buck up into Angelus’ fist against Liam, swearing. Angelus’ hand moved he and Liam together, faster and faster until Angel’s mind was hazy and his body was ready to pop.

And then the prick let go.

“Goddammit, Angelus!”

Angelus laughed against Liam’s ear, and Liam was obviously trying to fight off a smile himself. Angelus’ “What?” didn’t come out nearly innocent enough to be convincing.

As if Angel could be convinced he was innocent.

“You’re a dirty rotten tease.”

“You know, you’re only a tease if the other person never gets off. What I am is considerate. Because I was thinking that after two weeks of nothing but a little light petting with Miss Buffy Summers, you’d appreciate getting sucked off by our boy, here.”

Angel’s tongue felt thick in his mouth. “That um….” He felt his breath catch at the way Liam’s tongue darted out of his mouth, and he realized he’d been staring at Lee’s lips. “That sounds like a really good idea, actually.”

Angelus laughed. “Yeah, I’m full of those. I’m a real thinker.”

Angel couldn’t even manage a dirty look because pretty much, Angelus always was. Really good, awful ideas.

Angelus pushed at Angel’s shoulder to force him onto his back, and then Liam was shifting between his legs, mouth latching onto Angel’s nipple as the soft skin of Lee’s belly rubbed against his cock. His chest was rising and falling quickly as Liam made his way down Angel’s body.

Angel moaned loudly when Lee’s mouth closed around his dick.

Christ, Liam was good at this. Angel closed his fingers around a fistful of shaggy hair, toes flexing towards the foot of the bed as Lee sucked him down, tight fist working the base of his cock. He liked doing it, too…liked watching you with his mouth full of your cock, liked making your eyes roll back in your head. Liked it when you petted him. Liked it when you told him—

“God, Lee, that’s so good. Jesus, don’t stop, I need—fuck, just like that….”

And Angelus liked to watch. To survey his handiwork, his masterpiece. It was a win-win situation all around.

Eventually Liam’s mouth was moving too fast and tight and slick for Angel to keep his eyes open. All he could manage was to moan and pant and arch his back and cry out when Lee sucked extra hard on his head or took so much of him in that Angel could feel his throat flexing around him. Lee couldn’t really deep-throat, but bless him, he never stopped trying. This particular blow-job was especially eager and frantic, and Angel’s eyes fluttered back in his skull with pleasure.

Angel felt Liam’s moan vibrate right into his organs. He was getting close, again, when Liam froze, hands squeezing down where they had been caressing the sides of Angel’s abdomen. Angel’s cock dropped out of Lee’s mouth, and he moaned again, strange and strained, and Angel realized that there were other sounds too. Panting, and the soft rasp of Angelus’ dirty curses.

When Angel opened his eyes to see what was going on, his heart stopped.

Angelus was…he was kneeling behind Liam, hips pressed against Liam’s ass. But there was no reddened cock-head peaking out from Liam’s cheeks as Angelus slid through the groove between them—as there always had been before, in that position. Liam’s eyes were closed in an expression that was indeterminantly pleasure or pain, mouth gaping, and Angelus was breathing heavily, eyes fixed between their bodies with heavy fascination as his hand petted soothingly down Liam’s spine.

“Jesus Christ, you’re so tight, Lee. Goddamn. Don’t move.”

Angel finally found his voice. “What are you doing?” He felt Liam’s wide eyes on his face, but he was only looking at Angelus. Who was staring right back.

“What the hell does it look like I’m doing, Angel?”

Angel sat up, scooting away from the pair of them, suddenly sick. His erection was gone, even though he still felt hot in his belly. “Angelus, you can’t…we can’t do that. That’s too far.”

Angelus gritted his teeth, irritated at the interruption. “And why is that, Angel? I’m interested to know. Not like any of us are going to make little mutant babies.”

Angel blanched. “That’s not…brothers shouldn’t do that. It’s too…it’s personal.”

Lee was trying to squirm away from Angelus in the face of the dispute, but Angelus held him in place. He pulled his cock out with a stomach-turning slide-pop, but when Liam tried to move apart, he pulled him back, practically into his lap. He held Liam in place.

“You’re such a sanctimonious little shit, Angel. Your brother sucks your dick and it’s ‘God yes, don’t stop,’ and somehow fucking is too personal?”

The weighty truth of it brought a wave of nausea. What had he been doing? Why did he think it was ok to be with them this way? “It’s…we can’t….”

“It was bad enough that you pretend to be a good little citizen during the day, like we aren’t making you come every night, but now this? I won’t put up with this bullshit anymore, Angel, you’re either in or you’re out.”


They both ignored Liam’s uncomfortable interjection.

Bullshit? It isn’t bullshit. This is a sin, Angelus. We’ve been…God, I can’t even….” Angel stumbled off the bed, foot catching on the edge of the mattress in his haste. He was shaking as he reached for his pants, which lay in a tangle with two others of the same size.

“Blah blah, sin and damnation, blah blah blah…that’s bullshit, too. Go on and run, Angel. Run off and play good little Catholic for a while. You’ll be back, because you want it just as much as we do, but I’d love to see the look on Father Donavon’s face when he hears that confession. Not like it was one weak slip-up, was it? A drunken mistake? It was years. Years of deliberate action, and what will he say when you tell him you can’t truly repent? When you tell him you loved every minute of it, and you itch for the chance to do it again.”

Angelus kept picking away at him with the truth until his heart was racing. “YOU’RE SINNERS!” he screamed suddenly, shocking himself. Stood with his fist balled tight around the shirt he’d picked off the floor, words torn from him by the sick knowledge that every word from Angelus’ mouth was true, and the intense need to wipe the vicious triumph from his brother’s face. His heart trembled at the stricken look on Liam’s face, but he was too upset to stop himself. “You’ll always be sinners, but I won’t. I won’t play this twisted game with you anymore, it’s an abomination before God.”

The room was dead silent for one suspended moment. The look of triumph was gone, that was certain. Angelus’ face registered cold rage just before he shot off the bed, and before Angel could react, his throat was being squeezed with just enough upward pressure to lift his heels from the carpet. He choked, but didn’t struggle.

Angelus’ face was stone. “Get the fuck out of my room.” He released him suddenly with a punch to the gut, and Angel almost toppled. “Get the fuck out of here and don’t even think about coming back.”

Angelus stood defensively in front of the bed as Angel straightened himself and caught sight of Liam, pale and wounded on the bed. God, Lee….

“Lee, I didn’t mean—”

“Don’t you dare talk to him, you piece of shit.”


“Get out. Now. Before my foot finds whatever passes for your balls and boots them back inside your body where they belong.”

Angel held his brother’s hateful eyes for a long moment before he turned and walked out. The door was slammed shut behind him.


This time Angel woke with a sob, big gaping hole in his chest, and it took him a moment to register the body still pressed needily against his.


Somehow Lee had forgiven him. Angelus never had. Angel still felt slightly ill when he thought about everything they’d done together, but he’d always regretted screaming those words. Sounded exactly like their Da, and it had broken Liam’s heart. Still wasn’t mended, apparently.

And Angelus would never admit it, but it had wounded him, too. He flatly rejected everything their father stood for, but Angel knew it stung that he was rejected in return. He never said it, he never showed it, but Angel felt it. They couldn’t ever really hide anything from each other, much as they all liked to pretend. And they fought, and they bickered, but the three of them had always been safe for each other.

And then Angel had smashed it all to hell by being exactly the thing they’d always circled the wagons against.

It had been the worst day of his life. As much as the memory of their first fumbling intimacy made him uncomfortable and guilt-ridden, that memory, the fight that had driven them apart, was…the worst thing that had ever happened to him. The worst thing he’d ever done. And he’d take it back now if he could.

He didn’t know if he would have ended his part in their strange affection or objected to Angelus doing that, but he wouldn’t have ended it like that.

Tears in his eyes, Angel pulled the sleeping boy—man—closer to him, feeling heartsick and grateful for the way Liam had never closed him out. He would let Liam into his bed. If this was what it took for his brother to sleep right, he’d give him that much until Angelus came back.

It was the least he could do.

part 8, in which Liam is naughty

Date: 2007-02-22 06:37 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
*clings to the boys*
maann this was awesome *loves liam hard* so adorable
and the angel angelus past stuff guh
*rocks liam*

Date: 2007-02-26 12:32 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
I'm so glad yo enjoyed it, babe.

poor little Liam. he is sorta the most pitiable one in this story, haha.

Wayward Boys Ch 7

Date: 2007-02-22 06:43 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Fabulous continuation of the story. Glad to finally see *the* fight that broke them all up and shattered their little family.

Glad that Angel realised just how badly he hurt Liam and that he's willing to do what he can to make things better for his little brother!

Somewhat amused by Angel's horror at his realisation that he sounded *just like his father*!

Dying to see the next chapter! :-)

Minor comment:
'What do you want, Liam.' should end with a question mark

Re: Wayward Boys Ch 7

Date: 2007-02-26 12:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
thank you! I'm glad seeing the fight was a payoff. I had certainly hinted around it a lot, lol.

lol, who wants to be just like their parents? well probably some people. *snerk* but not Angel, that's for sure.

thanks for the grammar catch but that one was actually on purpose :) sometimes I use punctuation more to reflect speech pattern than proper in this case, his sentence doesn't turn upwards at the end like a question.

Date: 2007-02-22 07:29 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
*snuffles* Angel you ASSHOLE!
*beats him with a wooden spoon and other various household objects*
*hiccups and clings to them alllll*
God, have I told you lately how much I love this story? hahahahahahaha

Date: 2007-02-26 12:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
lmao. I know, Angel is still kinda clueless. but he's trying to get better, right?

so glad you love it, babe. *hugs*

Date: 2007-02-22 07:42 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
They couldn’t get any nearer to one another unless Angel were inside of him.

hahaha, Angel is so toast. *coughs*

Date: 2007-02-26 12:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
ohhh yeah, he is *done*

Date: 2007-02-22 07:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
okay, the dream/flashback thing? just rocked my world. i'm pretty much dead of hot right now. this might be my favorite fic ever.

Date: 2007-02-26 12:38 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
I'm glad you liked it! I really liked this chapter, especially for the flashback/dream.

this might be my favorite fic ever.
*does a happy dance*
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Date: 2007-02-26 12:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]

I'm glad you enjoy it!

Date: 2007-02-23 12:57 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Ok, I put off reading this till you had a bunch of chapters cause I just knew I would be jonesing for more when I read it. It didn't help a damn bit. I still want more, lol! Great, fab, terrific....ahhhh so heartbreakingly (is that a word?) wonderful. You are my hero.

Date: 2007-02-26 12:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
hahaha. well I can't be sorry to make you jones for more :)

so glad you enjoyed it!

ahhhh so heartbreakingly (is that a word?) wonderful. You are my hero.

Date: 2007-02-23 03:15 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Maybe Angel shouldn't have let Liam in his bed...I mean, if he doesn't want to be tempted and all...

...just a thought. *snicker*

Date: 2007-02-26 12:42 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
*snicker* oh but he wannnts to be tempted. he's just putting up a fuss *pets him*

Date: 2007-02-23 05:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Holy yum on a bun!!!! that's all I gotta say!

Date: 2007-02-26 12:43 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
LOL. I'm glad you liked it :P

Date: 2007-02-23 03:42 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] laisserais
hee! I can't believe you used that icon!

oohhh, you're such a tease! lmao. but it was all a dream. sigh. a very very hot dream. I totally didn't see that coming. It's interesting that anal penetration is where Angel had to draw the line. He really hurt their feelings. and i wonder how much of his reaction was just a kneejerk, and how much is really torturing him?

i reeeeally liked the part where Angelus throws him out. haha. i imagined him all naked and threatening. hee! *is perverted*

It's funny, i'm so sold on this idea, and on the idea that the three of them should be together, that i'd kinda forgotten that it was wrong. lol, i want them to get together, and when the parents were there, i was annoyed on the boys' behalf. lmao.

i think angel has had a breakthrough? perhaps? realizing that his two choices are to be a sanctimonious shit like his father and break his brothers' hearts, or give in and do what he wants and at the same time make the others happy... maybe he'll finally get jiggy?

guh... this was hot. btw. *fans self* it's been awhile since i read anything this hot. thank you!

Date: 2007-02-26 12:49 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
of course I did! it's a hot icon!

lol, yeah it was all a dream. dont you worry, the real life sex is comin. and Angel totally shredded Liam in particular. I think it was knee-jerk and it haunts him, you know.

*snicker* I liked Angelus all naked and threatening and overprotective as well *licks him*

well you know...what *is* wrong anyway? lmao. *sweeps that nder the rug* pretty boys, pretty sex...nuff said :)

I think maybe you're right ;)
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Date: 2007-02-26 12:49 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
yes! the tables are turning for Angel :)


Date: 2007-02-24 11:22 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Poor Liam, so needy and desperate for Angel's affection.

And damn, the three of them on that bed was so fucking hot - until Angel practically tore Liam's heart out. You can see the result of the damage from that incident in Liam's current insecurity and drinking.

Tears in his eyes, Angel pulled the sleeping boy—man—closer to him, feeling heartsick and grateful for the way Liam had never closed him out. He would let Liam into his bed. If this was what it took for his brother to sleep right, he’d give him that much until Angelus came back.

It was the least he could do.

Now I'm hopeful that they will find a way, the three of them together, to accept their love for each other - both physical and emotional.

Date: 2007-02-26 12:51 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
yes! Liam's a needy boy *pets him*

haha I'm glad it was hot. and yeah, it totally shredded Liam. I think that's the worst realization, that something you said impulsively hurt someone you love so badly. it definitely left its stamp on Liam.

I hope so too! :)

Date: 2007-02-27 10:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
((sorry for the late comment))


That's a part of why maybe Liam has so many issues?

Part of me is like 'Angel! Dude, really, Angelus has a point' and part of me (the rational part that doesn't really belong in the face of such hot smut and naked teen boys) is like, 'well.. understandable.'

Im leaning towards the 'Angelus is right' part though, because Angelus is hot and Im easy. :)

Damn you Mel!

“What do you want, Liam.”

“You.” Angel tensed as Liam stumbled a little farther into the room, but then Lee flashed him a big, affable smile. “Don’t look at me like that, Ang, I jus’ want a lil company.”

“Is that better, boys?” Angelus was smirking at Angel over Liam’s shoulder in that cocky way of his that made Angel want to choke him most of the time. Except at times like this—

I like that Angelus seems to be holding all the cards. Well... maybe not all, but most. He's softer with Liam it's true, but he has Angel by the balls, and it maybe even closer (in a different way) to Angel, because Angel is at least as stubborn and defiant as Angelus is.

You’ll be back, because you want it just as much as we do, but I’d love to see the look on Father Donavon’s face when he hears that confession. Hahahaha! so would I! Awesome.

Date: 2007-02-27 02:10 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
's ok babe, you've had your hands full...and I certainly can't throw stones. lol.

yeah, I think that would do it. poor Liam. and I have no shame at all about winning you over to the side of incest. hahaha. I side with Angelus, I guess (*snickers*) though I certainly sympathize with Angel. silly boy, trying to be the voice of reason, when you clearly belong together. *pets him*

I concur wholeheartedly that Angelus has Angel by the balls :) and yeah, they're a lot more alike than they'd want to admit. I think all three pairs in the threesome have their own common ground.

Date: 2007-02-27 05:00 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
I hideously late in commenting, no excuses, just had to say how much I enjoyed those Wayward Boys at the beginning of thier depravity

Date: 2007-04-16 12:17 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]'s ok because I'm HIDEOUSLY late in replying. hahaha. there seem to be a couple I missed somehow. glad you enjoyed this, haha.

Date: 2007-03-09 09:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
oh man, i finally read this all the way through and whoa! i never knew i'd say this, but triplecest is hawt! can't wait to read more. really can't wait for the angelus/angel/liam sexfest that must be coming.

Date: 2007-04-16 12:17 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
um, somehow I missed replying to this fb for Wayward Boys ch 7. haha. sorry! there's some more up now, glad you're enjoying it


Date: 2007-03-22 01:24 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Just wondering when your updating Wayward boys again?

Re: Hey

Date: 2007-04-16 02:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
thank you


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