For the second week of June, the Reverse Billy Big Bang is hosting a Sub Billy Week Mini Event! If you'd like to use the bingo card above for an extra little challenge, you're more than welcome to try to reach a bingo, multiple bingos, or a blackout, or you can simply view it as a prompt list to inspire you! While it is technically a week-long event, we will NOT be closing the AO3 collection or stop reblogging any works after the 14th, so make sure to tag @billybigbang with anything you create through July 31st (the end of the Reverse Billy Big Bang 2026)! This is open to anyone who wishes to participate, not just RBBB participants, and any medium that is not AI is allowed, so create away!
As always, thank you @alicetallula for creating our banner and graphics for the events!
This bingo is a super low-pressure, fun fandom challenge with the goal of creating new summer-themed fanworks for Harringrove.
Take a prompt and run with it - all interpretations of them are allowed!
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How to participate:
Create a new fanwork (fic, art, video, moodboard, playlist etc., see FAQ) that fills a prompt in the card and post it between 1 June - 30 September 2026
Tag @harringrovesummerbingo to your post and we’ll reblog it
You can also submit it to the Summer Bingo 2026 AO3 collection >> (not mandatory)
Stamp your own card for each fill with the stamp below or mark it yourself
Let us know if you’ve filled the full card by bingo closing time - you’ll get a badge for it!
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Art by the amazing @safk-art 💜 Harringrove Summer Bingo is a sibling event of Harringrove Winter Bingo and Metalsandwich Bingo
Welcome to the first Metal-verse Fest! A fest that celebrates AUs and the Metalsandwich boys!
🏒 Have you ever longed for Steve to be an Ice Hockey player?
🦀 Have you ever imagined Billy as a Pirate?
🎻 Have you ever wished for Eddie as a true Bard?
Well, wait no more!
Prompting opens: 14th of May!
More information about the fest will follow soon. 🎸
However, here are some ground rules to guide your gathering of ideas:
All prompts must include some form of AU (Pirate, Mafia, etc)
Prompts must feature Metalsandwich, or a related ship: Mungrove, Steddie, Harringrove
All prompts must be submitted via the prompt form in the Ao3 Collection when the time comes. Early prompts will be deleted.
Please keep in mind that prompts are considered suggestions. You can be as detailed or vague as you wish, add preferred ships or characters, but the author claiming the prompt will decide how they work with your idea. Authors are not obligated to gift their works to the prompter.
All information about the fest will be shared on Tumblr.
Questions regarding the fest will be answered on Tumblr.
is a Billy Hargrove -centric, free e-zine that revolves around the theme of Billy being ALIVE.
Simple as that.
The zine welcomes all contributions from fans in the form of original fics, art and comics. The creations can be canon derivative, fix-it, full AU—you name it. As long as our boy is alive, you’re good. Fics and art can also be made as "mockumentaries": interviews and articles with art as editorial "photos".
Collaborations for the zine are very welcome and encouraged. We can also help you pair up with someone. Collaborations are not required.
The zine will be put together in the format of an e-magazine and it'll be available for free as a pdf you can print out yourself.
Metalsandwich Bingo 2025 - For Suo - Commission - 11.01.2026
It was a pleasure to have done the different elements's for the @metalsandwichbingo 2025 edition organized by the lovely @suotar 🥰
I was immediately hit by the idea of the boys enjoying some coffee during autumn as the general vibes for the event :3
Banner for Tumblr - Metalsandwiching Bingo 2025 - For Suo - 11.01.2026
Done using ink pens, acrylic paint pens and Photoshop for the coffee stains, leaves and for the text
AO3 post / Bluesky post / DeviantArt post / Instagram post / Pillowfort post / Twitter post
Pfp for Tumblr - Metalsandwich Bingo 2025 - For Suo - 11.01.2026
Done using ink pens, gel pens, metallic ink pens, acrylic paint pens and Photoshop for the leaves, patterns on the saucers, the white foam and the shadows
AO3 post / Bluesky post / DeviantArt post / Instagram post / Pillowfort post / Twitter post
Bingo Card background drawing - Metalsandwich Bingo 2025 - For Suo - 11.01.2026
Done using watercolors, ink pens, colored pencils, gel pens, alcohol markers, graphite pencils, acrylic paint pens and Photoshop for the background and foreground, the picnic blanket, the graphic on Eddie's tee and his bandana, for the writing on the to-go cups and for the light and shadows effects
AO3 post / Bluesky post / DeviantArt post / Instagram post / Pillowfort post / Twitter post
Stamp for Bingo Card - Metalsandwich Bingo 2025 - For Suo - 11.01.2026
Done using ink pens, gel pens, metallic ink pens and Photoshop for the elements on the cup and for the stamp itself and its text
AO3 post / Bluesky post / DeviantArt post / Instagram post / Pillowfort post / Twitter post
I am to late to submit this for the @metalsandwichbingo 2025 winter edition. But this is the follow/simultaneous fic to Cuffing Season. Which can be found in this post and on A03. It would have been square B1 Jealousy
Rating; Teen & up| Relationship; Established Mungrove, previous Stancy, endgame Metalsandwich| Prompt; jealousy| Word count; 4,666| POV; Stevie| Tags; Famous Steve Harrington, Famous musician Eddie Munson, Famous actor Billy Hargrove, PA Robin Buckley, Platonic bonded soulmates Stevie&Tommy, Omegavers, Omega Stevie Harrington, Omega Tommy Hagen, Alpha Billy Hargrove, Alpha Eddie Munson, Alpha Nancy Wheeler, Infidelity, attempted sexual assault, Dick Harrington's A+ partnering, Steve as Sabrina Carpenter AU.
Read on A03
Read a snippet under the break.
He's laying entwined with Tommy in his nest, their nest is a more appropriate term. Dick attacking him had kick started Tommy's presentation into an omega, too no ones surprise. He was over the moon that his best friend had such an easy time. He loved watching him going through all of the changes as they should happen, they would giggle while comparing who's cocklet was the smallest and pretty looking. But he can't also help feeling a deep scenes of jealousy, it isn't rationally and he hates himself for feeling it.
For the last few months he's been obsessed with up and coming actor Billy Hargrove. Everything about him makes his stomach flutter pleasantly. He's heard through the Hollywood grapevine how he's such a considerate and respectful alpha that does chase after his co-star. While he's a huge flirt that will wink and preen he doesn't touch people without their permission and there are no stories or rumours about him sleeping around.
He does hear about him being close to a band called Corroded Coffin and how their lead singer and rhythm guitarist, Eddie Munson has been praise him and talking about him getting this big lead. Tommy is the one that figures out that his favourite sleep shirt is a Corroded Coffin band shirt.
For the @metalsandwichbingo, square B2 "free space", which I used for this (with only HOURS left to go). Short and fluffy, no warnings.
(On AO3 here)
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It’s a slow winter day. The three of them are over at Steve’s apartment – his in name but theirs in reality, considering how often the other two are there, too – and at the moment, they’re all doing their own thing. Steve is cooking, because ever since he moved out of his parents’ house he has refused to get takeout on weekdays, claiming that they’re basically adults now and that as such they cannot live on fast food alone. Eddie is sprawled out on the couch, zapping between channels – banned from the kitchen until further notice since the Potato Incident a couple of months ago. Billy is in the armchair in the corner of the living room, reading a book, and seemingly not at all bothered by the volume of the TV.
Outside, it’s snowing. Big, lazy flakes like mittens, floating to the ground and covering the world in a layer of soft white and dampened silence. It’s been snowing for most of the day already, and by now it is too deep to drive safely in, especially if one drives a muscle car from California or a beat-up old van.
None of the boys care. They have no other plans, and nowhere else to be. The bed – their bed – is big enough to fit all of them, and it won’t be the first time they share it for the night. Won’t even be the hundredth, at this point.
When the smell of garlic and spicy tomatoes starts wafting in from the kitchen, Eddie draws his attention away from the TV and leans back over the back of the couch, twisting his head so he can peer towards the doorway. He bites his lip, looking deep in thought, before righting himself and looking in the other direction, towards Billy.
“Hey guys?” he says, loudly enough that his voice carries into the kitchen.
Billy looks up from his book, marking his place in the text with his finger, and raises a questioning eyebrow. Eddie keeps silent, though, until Steve appears in the doorway, wiping his hands on a towel.
“What is it, Eds?”
With one arm hanging over the back of the couch so he can look at both of his boyfriends at the same time, Eddie blurts out, “You guys know I love you, right?”
There’s a beat of silence following his words. Then Steve says, “Yeah, of course. Why?”
Billy, meanwhile, lowers his book with narrowed eyes and asks, “You’re not dying, are you?”
“No, of course I’m not dying!” Eddie laughs, which seems to be enough for Billy to lose interest, as he turns his attention back to his book. Steve, on the other hand, tilts his head to the side in confusion.
“What brought this on?”
“Nothing! I mean, nothing in particular. I just …” Eddie trails off and gestures a little helplessly at the room around them. “I just, I look at you guys and this place and … I never thought I’d end up here, is all. And I’m … I’m just thankful for it, you know? And for … you two.”
Steve’s eyes soften and a smile grows on his face, at the same time as Billy mutters “Sap”, which makes Eddie laugh again. He picks up a pillow from next to him and throws it Billy’s way, but, as usual, Billy swipes it out of the way before it can hit – reflexes honed by years of playing sports – without even looking up from his book.
Steve is watching his boyfriends’ antics, and he’s still smiling as he walks up to the couch.“Aww,” he says and bends down to press a kiss to Eddie’s lips. “I love you too, Eds.”
“I know,” Eddie grins, and leans up to accept it. One kiss turns to two, which turns to something longer and a little more open-mouthed. When they part, they both wordlessly turn to look at Billy, who has lowered his book in order to watch them. It takes a moment or two for him to realize that they’re waiting for him to speak, and when he does he widens his eyes and gestures with one hand.
“What?”
“I love you, Billy,” Steve prompts, an amused look on his face.
“So do I,” Eddie tacks on, grinning. “Like I just said.”
Billy glares at them, his shoulders raising defensively. “Good for you guys,” he says, a challenge in his voice.
“Oh come on,” Steve says with a laugh. “You can say it.”
“Say what?”
“That you love us.”
“Yeah,” Eddie adds, “Come on. You know you do.”
Huffing, Billy rolls his eyes. “Of course I do. But I don’t see why I have to say it, like we’re in some goddamn chick flick. You already know I do, and despite all evidence of the contrary, none of you are dumb. You don’t need to have it spelled out.”
As one, Eddie and Steve turn towards each other, delight on their faces.
“Did you hear that?”
“‘Of course I do’, he says!”
“And we’re not dumb!”
“A ringing endorsement, coming from him.”
Billy scoffs and throws the pillow back, hitting Eddie – who is not blessed with the reflexes of someone who has played sports – in the chest. “I take it back. You are dumb, both of you.” They just laugh at him, and Steve goes as far as to walk up to him and press a kiss to his cheek. Billy swats him away, but it’s half-hearted, which Eddie takes as an invitation to shoot up from the couch and kiss his face from the other side.
Sandwiched between two giggling boyfriends, Billy gives up on both his book and his struggles.
“I hate you guys.”
“No you don’t, you just said you didn’t.”
Billy suffers his kisses in silence until his boyfriends finally relent, and doesn’t speak until both Steve and Eddie straighten up with matching grins on their faces.
“You’re both insufferable.” They don’t look too upset about this. “You do realize that this is the first time we’ve even said it out loud?”
“Said what?”
“You know, that we … love each other.” Billy’s face is red as he says it, and he pointedly doesn’t look at any of them.
Steve looks struck at this realization, while Eddie exclaims “A-hah!” and points at Billy with both hands. “You said it! You said the L-word!”
“You know it already!” Billy insists. “Besides, you said it first!”
“And you said it last. Who cares, you still said it!”
“Wait,” Steve interjects, holding his hands up in front of him as if calling for a time-out. “Have we really not said it before? None of us?”
“No,” Eddie says, looking smug. “Which is why I said it to begin with.”
“No,” Billy agrees, and adds, with a pointed look at Eddie, “Because it’s not needed.”
“Huh,” Steve said, looking lost in thought before shaking himself out of it. “Well, I do. Love you guys. And I’ll try to get better at saying it.”
“No need,” Billy mutters and picks up his book from his lap.
“Yes need,” Eddie says to Steve and points at Billy with his thumb. “We’ve gotta wear that one down, get him used to using words to express his feelings.”
As if to demonstrate that words are not always needed, Billy gives Eddie the finger without looking up from the pages. The effect is slightly ruined by the way his cheeks are still flushed red.
As they continue to bicker good-naturedly, the snow continues to fall outside. But the three of them don’t care. It’s just another slow winter day, and they have no other plans, and nowhere else to be.
Eddie Munson Bingo 2023 - C1 - Comforting Insecurity + Metalsandwich Bingo 2025 - B1 - Touch-starved being touched - "I love you just the way you are" - 28.12.2025
Here's my fifth drawing for the @eddiemunsonbingo and my first drawing for the @metalsandwichbingo 🥰
Eddie Munson Bingo 2023 : A1 - Alpha Eddie - Harringroveson / A2 - Whump / A3 - Didn’t Know They Were Dating - Eddancy / A3 - Didn’t Know They Were Dating - Munway / A3 - Didn’t Know They Were Dating - Munver / A3 - Didn't Know They Were Dating - Steddie // B1 - “Chances of success are 20-1” / B2 - Free Space - Steddie / B3 - Mating Ritual - KingMetalCheer / B3 - Mating Ritual - Mungrove // C2 - Platonic Soulmates - Platonic Stobin & HellCheer / C2 - Platonic Soulmates - Platonic CaliCheer & Gareddie / C3 - Bakery AU
Metalsandwich Bingo 2025 : A1 - Sleeping on the couch / A2 - Movie marathon / A3 - Broken bones // B2 - Free Space / B3 - Finger-sucking in public // C1 - Double stuffed Steve / C2 - Guilt about inaction / C3 - "Mine" by Taylor Swift
"I love you just the way you are" - 28.12.2025
I think all of them would be insecure about their scars but they find comfort and acceptance and love with each other 😊❤️
Done using watercolors, ink pens, colored pencils, metallic ink pens, alcohol markers and Photoshop for the texts and the title
AO3 post 1 / AO3 post 2 / Bluesky post / DeviantArt post / Instagram post / Pillowfort post / Twitter post
Done using watercolors, ink pens, colored pencils, metallic ink pens, alcohol markers and Photoshop for the texts
AO3 post 1 / AO3 post 2 / Bluesky post / DeviantArt post / Instagram post / Pillowfort post / Twitter post
This is the second entry of my @metalsandwichbingo card and I'm afraid I had to use the free square, because I can't find a prompt that fitted the story!
I'll try to add more entries in the future!
Stay tuned for the third and last story!
I'll grant you wish if you grant me satisfaction
Square b2 - Free space
Rating: Explicit
Word Count 2035
Major Tags: medieval AU, Fairy tales AU
Summary: Eddie, the prince of the fairies, casted a spell on King Steve and his lover, the peasant Steve who lives happily in a shack near the wood.
The two lovers really, really want to enjoy each other, but the spell is against them.
Only come to terms with a temperamental fairy can give them the satisfaction they need
My final fill for @metalsandwichbingo!! I'm so glad I was able to get this done in time, I was worried I wouldn't be able to, but I pulled this outta my ass at the last second, so I hope everyone enjoys!! It's an Ancient Greece AU, and title comes from the song The Cult of Dionysus by the Orion Experience. Also, I describe a lot of structures with terms I learned in my architecture class I took last semester, so if you don't know what the hell I'm describing, there are plenty of diagrams online you can find so you can understand what I'm talking about.
Title: The Envy of the Gods Above
Square + Prompt: B2, Free Space
Rating: Explicit
Word Count: 6288 words
Major Tags: Graphic Depictions of Violence
Additional Tags: References to ancient Greek religion and lore, Ancient Greece, Olympics, Acting, Non-sexual nudity, Anal sex, Foursome - M/M/M/F, Vaginal fingering, Vaginal sex, Cunnilingus, Blow jobs, Hand jobs, Kissing, Nipple play, Hair-pulling, Exhibitionism, Public sex, Voyeurism, Outdoor sex
Summary: After meeting the champion of the Olympic games and two actors from the local theater, Steve, the son of a senator in Ancient Greece, becomes a patron for all of them, using his status and wealth to provide them with homes, incredible meals and a luxurious lifestyle. To repay the favors, one of the actors invites him and the others to join him in praise for the God of Revelry, Dionysus, and who are they to turn down such an offer?
Also on: Ao3
The sun shone hot over Greece as a swarm of people started to gather around the playing fields. It was a beautiful day for the Olympics, there was not a cloud in the sky and the people were all giving their thanks to Zeus for allowing a clear day. The Olympics were held in his honor, after all, so it was only fitting.
As the crowd continued to grow, Steve shielded his eyes from the sun as he looked over the playing fields, hoping to get a glance at some of the athletes before they officially came out onto it. He was the son of a senator, and often attended events like these merely out of obligation. He was a fan of sports, but the Olympics were only held every four years, and most of the other outings he took were not nearly as entertaining, but he had to go. It wouldn’t look good for his father if his son wasn’t appreciating all Greek life had to offer, so every few weeks he’d attend a lavish party or a play or something else along those lines just to keep up appearances. He didn’t care much for the parties, and going to the theater was okay, he supposed, but the Olympics were his favorite.
As the athletes started coming out from the crypt, a loud cheer erupted from the spectators, all of them excited to see the games get started. Steve applauded with the rest of the crowd, listening as the athletes were announced and different cheers went up for each one as their city-state was announced. Steve applauded for the athlete from Sparta, as that’s where his father represented and he wouldn’t be caught dead cheering for anyone else. Then, the first race was under way, and Steve watched as the athletes sprinted across the field.
The running games were interesting, but when they were over, Steve was a little relieved. He was not as big a fan of running and discus as some of the other sports, and his favorite one would be coming up the next day, so he left the spectator fields more excited than he’d gone into them. He went back to his accommodations for the night and slept, already dreaming of the events of the following day, and the handsome young athletes that would be participating in them.
As the crowd reformed around the arena on the second day of the games, Steve was already practically buzzing with excitement. Today’s events were the combat games, and after a morning of watching boxing and a short break to sacrifice some oxen to Zeus, it was finally time for Steve’s favorite event in the games, pankration. It was the bloodiest event in the games, a mix of boxing and wrestling, and the best part was that there were only two rules: no biting, and no gouging eyes. Other than that, anything went, and it only ended if a contender was knocked unconscious or they submitted to their opponent. Fighting to the death was not unheard of, and that made it the most high-stakes and interesting game in the whole of the competition.
The athletes filed out into the arena as they were announced, and when the competitor representing Sparta stepped out, Steve nearly fell out of his seat. Before him and the rest of the crowd stood the most beautiful man Steve had ever seen. He put Adonis to shame, with golden curls, eyes as blue as the Mediterranean Sea, and enough muscle to take on Heracles and win. Not to mention he was extremely well endowed, and had a backside that looked like it was carved out of marble. Eros must have been in the stadium that day, because if he didn’t know better, Steve was sure he’d look down and see an arrow sticking out of his chest right where his heart was.
The first round of the game saw four pairs of contestants battling it out, each athlete doing their best to represent their city-state. Eventually, though, the one from Thebes lost to the one from Corinth, the Syracusian submitted to the Argonian, the man from Aegina was knocked out by the man from Delphi, and the Athenian fell to the Spartan. Steve cheered loudly as the man representing his city-state stood proudly and faced the crowd, bloodied and beaten, but so far, victorious.
The second round saw the Argonian competitor giving in to the Corinthian, and the Delphian being defeated by the Spartan. Finally, the last round of the game was about to begin, and Steve watched on in both awe and worry. The Corinthian was a skilled man, and he had no qualms about fighting dirty to win. Steve and every other man in the arena collectively cringed as he’d gone straight for the Argonian’s genitals in the second round, nearly tearing the scrotum clean off his body before the man finally submitted and accepted defeat. He knew it was the nature of the game, but Steve hoped the Spartan wouldn’t have to endure that kind of pain, especially if he was trying to win.
Luckily, for as skilled as the Corinthian was, the Spartan was just as good, if not better. He was quick on his feet and even quicker with his blows, and every time it seemed the Corinthian had him over a barrel, the Spartan found a way to get out of it. He was able to throw the other man down, land a few swift kicks to his stomach, and after a hard punch to the mouth that knocked out a couple of teeth, the Corinthian was finally rendered unconscious.
Bruised, bloody and breathing heavily, the Spartan man stood up and basked in the roaring crowd’s exuberance at his victory. He smiled widely as they cheered, and bent his head down as the judges presented him with an olive wreath to wear on his head as the champion. Steve was screaming as loudly as he could, both for the man himself and for the place he represented. He watched in awe as the man left the arena, and the announcer stated that there would be a short intermission before the next event.
Steve left his seat in the arena as quickly as he could once the intermission started, rushing off towards the palaestra, hoping he’d make it there before the athletes got back. He was hoping to be able to speak to the man who’d just won his competition, and he’d hopefully not have to sneak into his quarters to do so. Luckily, he got there just in time, and he called out to the man just before he’d gone inside.
“Wait!” Steve said, catching his attention.
“Yes?” the man asked, turning to look at him. Steve rushed closer and was yet again taken aback by the man’s beauty, and it stunned him into a brief silence. He recovered quickly as the athlete raised an eyebrow at him, and he cleared his throat before he began again.
“I just wanted to, um, congratulate you on your victory,” he started, “My father is a senator in Sparta and sends me to different events and festivals to help me get out into society, and I wanted to tell you that you represented us well. I’ve never seen an athlete compete with such fervor. You were quite impressive.”
“Thank you,” the man said, smiling brightly. “What did you say your name was?”
“Stephanos, but I prefer to be called Steve. And you?”
“Vassilis is the name my father gave me, but I choose to go by Billy,” the man said, then glanced back towards the palaestra. Steve noticed, and suddenly felt a little foolish for ambushing him right after he’d competed, before he even had a chance to clean off his opponents’ blood.
“Well, Billy, I suppose I’ll let you go, but on behalf of the people of Sparta, congratulations. You fought well, and you deserve the glory of your win,” he said, his face feeling warm as he started to turn away.
“Thank you again, but before you go, what part of Sparta are you from?” Billy asked.
“I live very close to the main city, just outside of it, in the Southern region,” Steve said.
“I come from Northern Sparta. That explains why I’ve never seen you before.” Billy said, smiling as he looked him over, then added, “I would have remembered if I had, it’s not every day you meet someone beautiful enough to put Aphrodite to shame.” Steve felt his face getting hotter as he smiled, accepting the compliment gracefully and waving goodbye as he walked away and Billy finally turned to head into the palaestra.
The next day was the final day of the games, but Steve’s attention was anywhere but the athletes competing. He kept his eyes on the lookout for Billy, hoping he’d see him again before he had to leave for home the following morning. With any luck, he might be traveling home the same day, and Steve could convince him to let him pay for his trip. He was an Olympic champion, after all, and one of the perks of that was special privileges not afforded to other people, such as getting a free ride home with a senator’s son. Luckily, Steve was able to catch him later on that day, and he could practically feel the Gods smiling down on him when Billy accepted his offer.
The journey only took a few days, and in that time, Steve and Billy got more acquainted. Steve found out that Billy had a little sister and that they didn’t have much money, but hopefully now that he’d won at the Olympics, he could start making a better life for the two of them. Their parents had died not long before he started training, and though they had a house that they inherited from them, they didn’t have much else.
“I’ve actually been considering moving us down into the city soon,” he said, “We have no use for a farm with nobody to work it, and now that I’m an Olympic champion, I might be able to provide a better life for us. Especially now that I’m becoming friendly with a senator’s son.”
“I’m sure you’ll be able to do so. In the eyes of the people, you’re basically a god in human form, and since you’re the first athlete to beat an Athenian in pankration practically since the games started, you shouldn’t have any trouble winning anybody’s favor,” Steve said, smiling brightly. “And if anyone takes issue with you, the support of a senator certainly won’t hurt. In fact, if you’d like, I could see if my father would be willing to help find a place for you to move to, you and your sister. He’s got some stake with the builders, and they’re almost always looking for work, so if he were to set them onto a new project, their support for him would only increase. Everyone would win.”
And thus, as soon as they got into town, that’s exactly what Steve did. He introduced his father to Billy, explained who he was, and mentioned that he’d been thinking of moving down closer to the city, and before long, a grand house was under construction. While it was, Steve’s father was more than happy to let Billy and his sister reside with them, seeing it as not only an act of respect for the champion, but an opportunity to brag to the other senators that he was hosting an Olympic champion. Steve was happy about it, too, as he was growing very close with Billy, and having a companion on his outings made them a whole lot less boring.
Even when the house was finished a little over a month later, Billy would still accompany Steve whenever he went out, whether that was just to the market or to a huge party, they were practically attached at the hip. They would sometimes take Billy’s sister Max with them, but she was young, and thus, most often, it was just them.
The day they went to the theater together a few months later was no exception, and they left early to make sure they’d get good seats for the show. They were pretty much guaranteed them with both of their status, but still. They managed to find a good spot, somewhere in the center high enough up that they’d be able to see over the orchestra, but low enough that they could still hear and see everything. They chatted idly while they waited, and soon enough, the performance was under way, and the actors took the stage.
It was a satyr play, or a play that looked at a tragedy but through a purely comedic lens. These were their favorite plays to attend, as they often were funnier and better written than the true comedies or tragedies. This one was about Narcissus and Echo, and while everyone knew the story as a cautionary tale about the dangers of loving oneself too much, the play made it seem like nothing but a misunderstanding, and a funny one at that.
But Steve and Billy were the only ones not laughing as the man who played Narcissus danced around what was supposed to be a lake, pretending to admire himself and reciting his lines. It may have been cliche, but the man truly was someone to be admired, with pale skin, dark eyes and long dark hair. He seemed to be staring straight back at them as they watched him, in awe of his portrayal of the character, but also just of him.
Throughout the rest of the performance, neither man could take their eyes off of the man on the stage, both of them enamored with his presence. The rest of the play went by entirely too quickly for their liking, and soon enough, the man was taking his bows and leaving the stage, much to their dismay.
As the crowd started getting up and leaving after the applause, the two stayed rooted to their spots, both still a little speechless over the man they just saw. It had been an evening show, and they really should’ve gone home after it ended, but despite the sun slipping below the horizon, they instead hung around the theater, hoping to get one last look at the beautiful actor before they went home.
They finally got the opportunity when he and another member of the cast, the girl who played Echo, stepped out from behind the skene and headed towards the exit. They were talking in hushed tones, as if they were in on some sort of secret, and they almost didn’t notice the other two as they waited near the exit they were headed towards. As soon as they did, they hushed themselves, and the man put himself in front of his friend as they got closer to the other two.
“Can we help you?” He asked, looking the two up and down as if he didn’t trust them, which they supposed was fair.
“We just wanted to compliment you on your performance,” Steve was the first to speak up, having had practice with sweet talking people. “You really had quite a commanding presence, you both did. My friend and I just wanted to express our admiration for you and your craft.”
“Thank you,” the man said, finally dropping the suspicious look on his face and smiling widely at the praise. “We try to have fun with it, because you can’t make an audience laugh without making yourself laugh first. I hope we were able to bring some of that laughter to you.”
“You were,” Billy said, smiling widely. “We enjoyed the show immensely.”
“Thank you again,” the man said, then, “Usually, people don’t stay to praise us this much. We greatly appreciate it, but I usually like to know who I’m receiving compliments from, if you don’t mind my asking.”
“My name is Steve, my father is a Senator,” Steve said, then added, “And this is Billy, a good friend of mine and the Olympic champion. The two of us attend performances every now and again, but we’ve never seen you two before. However, I know we’d both like to see you perform again.”
“That’s very kind of you,” the girl finally spoke up, smiling sweetly. “My name is Christine, and this is Edward.”
“It’s very nice to meet you,” Steve continued, bowing slightly to them in a show of chivalry.
“Same to you,” Edward said, grinning at the gesture, “We hope we’ll see you in the audience again sometime, but for now, we better head home, we have another performance early tomorrow.”
“We’d be happy to walk you home,” Billy offered before he could think too hard about it. He hoped they’d say yes, he didn’t want their brief interaction to end just yet, and he couldn’t help but grin as the two accepted the offer.
Over the next few weeks, Billy and Steve became regular patrons of the theater, attending every performance they could if they heard Eddie was in it. They would always stick around after the show, too, waiting to talk to him whenever they could. As they started to form a kind of friendship with him, they would often ask him to accompany them to dinner some night after a performance, and Eddie would usually decline, but after they’d been coming to see him for about a month, one night he finally accepted.
They took him to the finest restaurant in town, treating him to the finest wines, the richest foods, the most extravagant meal he’d had in quite a long time, and just enjoyed being around him. They’d gotten to liking his company as the weeks had passed, and were starting to feel an attraction to him that was the same as the one they felt towards each other.
“So, how did you get into the theater?” Steve asked as they continued their meal.
“I’ve always had a passion for it,” Eddie said between mouthfuls, “Ever since I was a boy, I’ve had a connection to the theater. I wanted a way to have fun and express myself and bring others some entertainment in the process.”
“That’s a noble goal,” Billy said, taking a sip of wine.
“Thank you,” Eddie grinned, then added, “Personally, I feel that Dionysus must’ve called on me to join the profession, and I appreciate the favor he seems to be showing me because I answered his call. I try to give praise to him whenever I can for that, and not just before or during a performance. And actually, I’m planning on doing so after my performance tomorrow night, if you two would like to join me.”
“What all would that entail?” Steve asked, a little flutter going in his stomach as he saw the mischievous glint in Eddie’s eyes.
“Just wait and see,” he said, smiling brightly.
The next day, Steve went to Billy’s house in the afternoon to fetch him, and as soon as he was ready, the two of them set off for the theater, excited not only to see Eddie perform, but also to find out what they’d be doing afterwards. They had some ideas, of course. It was common knowledge that Dionysus was the God of wine, revelry, madness and sexual liberation. There were a few ways to pay respects to him in relation to what he stood for, so it was just a matter of narrowing down what would happen exactly. Whatever it was, though, the two men were excited to find out.
Eddie put on an exquisite performance that afternoon, almost like he was trying extra hard to be entertaining because he knew who was in the audience. He had looked directly at Steve and Billy a few times, as if speaking only to them, even though he was loud enough to be heard by all. He usually did this during some of the saucier lines in the play, and the other two could feel themselves blushing as bright as the sun. They could not wait until the play was over.
When it finally was, they immediately left their seats, heading towards the theater’s exit and waiting there as the crowd dispersed and the actors changed out of their costumes and gathered their things to leave. It felt like time was dragging on like a lame mule as they waited for Eddie to come out, especially since the sun was beginning to set, but finally, he did, strolling out like he had not a care in the world. He went up to where the other two were waiting, already beaming in excitement.
“Are you ready?” He asked, brushing some hair from his face as he smiled.
“Yes,” Steve said, Billy nodding along. “Lead the way.”
Eddie did just that, leading them on a walk through town and to the very edge of it, on the side that was bordered by the woods. He looked around before going into them, the other two following close behind, and led them deep into the woods, keeping on the worn footpath until they reached a small stream. When they got to it, Eddie left the path, walking along the stream for a while until he came to a split tree, and then he turned again, heading back into the woods. Steve was just starting to wonder what they’d gotten themselves into when he saw a light not too far in the distance, and as they approached it, they found they were walking into a clearing.
It was not a very big area, but it was large enough for a small party, which is what it seemed they’d walked into. There were about fifteen other people there, all seeming to be busy preparing something, and they took a moment to look over before going back to their duties. Some were lighting lanterns to provide the atmosphere a warm glow, some were readying carafes of warm red wine, some were laying blankets around on the ground, and some were arranging baskets and platters of food on a plank of wood that was laid on the ground. Eddie looked around at everyone, seeming to look for somebody, but he shrugged when he didn’t see them and turned back to the other two.
“Eddie, what is all this?” Billy asked as he looked around, taking it all in.
“This, my dear Billy, is our altar, and we are all getting ready to give praise to our patron God,” he said, smiling devilishly as he led them further into the clearing. “Once everybody gets here, we’ll show our appreciation by eating, drinking, and being merry to our heart’s content. Whatever we want, we do. It’s the pinnacle of freedom, frivolity and revelry!”
“So, who else are we waiting for?” Steve asked.
“Just us,” a voice said behind them, and they turned around to see Christine and another woman coming closer, carrying a few small bottles of something.
“Chrissy, my love!” Eddie said, rushing over to hug her and help her with the bottles. “Now it’s a party!”
Chrissy giggled as Eddie helped to usher her in, the other two following behind, as they didn’t really know anyone else there. They watched as Eddie, Chrissy and the other woman went around placing the bottles all over, each one within arm’s reach of any one of the blankets, and then, they moved over, calling everyone’s attention to them.
“Friends, we welcome you,” Eddie said once everyone quieted down, “We have a few new worshippers joining us tonight, so let’s make them feel welcome. We all know the rules, so please, enjoy yourselves. Eat, drink, be merry, and above all, praise Dionysus!”
Everyone around then raised a small cheer, then they went about their business, some going straight for the food, some hitting up the wine, a few picking up instruments and beginning to play, but most people began to remove their clothes, tossing them aside and settling down on the blankets.
“Would you boys like to come over here and join me?” Eddie asked, drawing Steve and Billy’s attention from where they were watching everyone else just as he began to remove his sandals. He placed them on the ground and then began to remove his clothes, smiling that devilish smile as he made even that into a performance for them to enjoy. He was already half naked by the time that the other two’s brains caught up to them, allowing them to put on smiles of their own as they stepped closer, beginning to remove their own clothes.
Steve had seen Billy naked before, half of Greece had when he competed at the games, but in the soft glow of the lantern light, it was something entirely different. Somehow he was even more beautiful this way, and the same went for Eddie. He’d never seen him completely nude before, but still, in this light and in this circumstance, Eddie was a completely different man, in the best ways possible. Even Chrissy, who’d joined them after getting herself something to eat, was more beautiful in this space, and Steve couldn’t tell if it was the atmosphere, the situation, or himself slipping into madness that made them seem so different to him now. Whatever it was, this feeling, he was infatuated with it, and he refused to let himself hesitate as he began to lose himself in it completely.
Eddie had explained the rules of this little meeting to them earlier on as they walked through the woods. First, and most important, was that everybody had a good time. Second was that they had to respect everybody else there, and be courteous of them so that nobody got hurt. And third was to make sure that whatever happened there, stayed there. That one had a few exceptions, but the main idea was that not just anybody could come and be a part of this, it was only for people who were committed to the worship of the God and enjoying all the luxuries that he provided them. And as they stood there with Eddie and Chrissy, all of them nearly buzzing with excitement, they were more than grateful that they’d been asked to come and be a part of it.
“You look a little nervous, Steve,” Chrissy said as she stepped closer to him, a kind smile on her face as she reached up and caressed his face, “There’s no need to be nervous, just enjoy yourself.”
Steve liked the way her soft hand felt on his cheek, and he smiled back at her, looking then between her and the other two he’d come with, encouraging them to draw closer as well. Once they were within arm’s reach, he pulled them closer still, then turned to Billy first and reached out to him, bringing him in and finally getting to do what he’d wanted to do since the moment he saw him. He kissed him, gently but deeply, and held him for a moment until he’d had his fill for the time being. Then he turned to Eddie and did the same thing, finally moving on to Chrissy and repeating the action.
His head was spinning with lust and his body was reacting in turn, just like the rest of them. He saw how Chrissy’s breasts had perked up in the cool night air and the way her face flushed a pretty shade of pink as she watched Eddie kiss Billy, and he saw the way both of their dicks stood at attention as they began to touch each other, letting their hands roam wherever they could reach. He felt the way his own face burned as Eddie left Billy alone, trading places with Chrissy and beginning to give Steve the same treatment.
Before he knew it, Steve felt himself being led over to one of the unoccupied blankets that was spread over the ground, Eddie standing over him as the other two came over as well. Once Billy and Steve were settled on the blanket, turning their attention to each other, Chrissy went to help Eddie, bringing over enough wine for them all to enjoy as they continued to explore each other’s bodies. They took a short break to drink, and by the time half of the wine was gone and they were well inebriated, they were more than ready to get back to where they left off.
Billy and Steve were laughing loudly at something they’d overheard from someone nearby as Chrissy climbed into Eddie’s lap, tangling her fingers in his hair as he kissed her deeply, pressing her body to his as if he were trying to absorb her into him. He was easily able to pick her up and move her tiny body in any way he wanted, and he used that to his advantage as he moved to lay her down on the blanket, keeping their mouths connected as he took her arms and placed them above her head. From there, she was able to run her hands along the other two’s thighs, giggling along with them as Eddie opted to relinquish her mouth and instead started to kiss down her body.
They were brought back to the moment when they felt Chrissy start to stroke her hands along their thighs, teasing them until they paid her more attention. She sighed as Eddie continued to kiss her all over, moving down her sternum and to her belly, and leaving room for Billy to move closer and start to play with her tits as Steve came up behind him, mimicking his motions. Billy moaned softly as Steve’s large, calloused hands gripped his chest, alternating between soft and rough touches as he worked him up. Billy mirrored the patterns with Chrissy as Eddie finally let himself travel far enough down her body to taste her, his tongue delighting in her sweetness.
Chrissy’s breathing was growing faster as Eddie continued to eat her out, her body beginning to tremble and shake as her back arched off the ground, and still, she found her voice enough to ask one of them to hand her one of the bottles they’d set around earlier. Billy gave one to her, and she smiled, opening it and pouring something out onto her fingers.
“What’s that?” Billy asked breathily, getting just as worked up as she was as Steve started to kiss his neck.
“Olive oil,” she replied, her sweet smile melting away as she moaned louder now, Eddie having gotten her wet enough to start getting his fingers inside her. She was melting under his touch, but her determination kept her from falling apart completely yet, as she wrapped her now slick fingers around Billy’s length and began to move her hand up and down. Billy groaned as she did, and he only stopped when Steve stood from behind him and moved around to his side so he could put his mouth to better use. He greedily swallowed down as much of Steve’s cock as he could take, his eyes rolling back a little as he felt the weight of it on his tongue. He was already imagining what that cock would feel like when he took it in the other side, and getting even more drunk at the thought.
Before he could lose himself in the daydream, though, Chrissy stopped moving her hand, her grip tightening around him as she cried out and shook all over, her orgasm crashing over her like a wave on the beach. Eddie kept moving his fingers and tongue until she tried to close her legs involuntarily, the feeling becoming overwhelming as she tried to let him know without speaking that she needed a break. He got the hint and let her be, letting her take her time to regain her composure before helping her sit up.
This time, it was them who got to watch Steve and Billy put on a show, as Chrissy leaned lazily against Eddie and they watched Billy work his mouth. He gripped his thighs to steady himself as he bobbed his head up and down with fervor, working his tongue over the veins on the underside and taking a few seconds to hollow out his cheeks and suck on the sensitive head when his jaw got too tired to keep him in his throat. Eddie continued to drink as he watched them, and began to cheer Billy on as he worked, until finally, Steve threaded his hands through his hair and gently pulled him off, grinning like a fool.
“Don’t you want me to finish you off?” Billy asked as Steve knelt down beside him again, still combing his fingers through his beautiful blonde curls.
“Not yet, my love,” Steve said, placing a soft kiss on his lips. “I’ve got a better idea, but it’ll only work if Chrissy is ready for another round.”
“Just let me eat something first,” she said from where she was laying on Eddie, and she stretched and got up as Steve shared his idea with the others. By the time she returned, halfway through a peach, they were all grinning wildly, and she knew she was going to like whatever they’d thought up to do next. They waited until she’d finished her fruit, filling her in as she ate, and when she was done and threw the pit off somewhere in the woods, she immediately let them move her into the position they wanted. She was on her hands and knees facing away from them, and she felt Billy come up behind her, still slick with olive oil as he grabbed her by the hips to steady himself and waited. Steve knelt behind him and got some oil on his own length, then passed the bottle off to Eddie as he lined himself up behind Billy. Eddie repeated the process and got behind Steve, already starting to prod at his entrance as he waited for everyone to be ready.
Nobody was sure who made the first push that got them started, but before they knew it, they were all linked together in a chain, fucking into each other awkwardly at first, but after a few minutes, they’d found a rhythm. Billy used his grip on Chrissy’s hips to help her move to him so that he could keep still, allowing Steve and Eddie to move together. None of them were even trying to keep quiet as they built up a bit of speed, letting the moans and whines escape their mouths freely. The only times they were quiet were when they would turn to kiss each other, or bite at each other’s muscles, or lick the sweat from each other’s skin.
Their hands were all doing different things, Chrissy using hers to touch herself as Billy guided her back and forth on his dick, Steve using his to play with Billy’s nipples and leaving him breathless, and Eddie using his to pull at Steve’s hair, making him go a little stupid as he tried to keep his balance. They were all losing their breath as their hearts raced, their eyes rolling all over the place as they tried to keep enough of their wits about them to make sure they all got to their zenith. It was getting to be a struggle, but finally, Eddie pulled Steve’s hair just right, and Billy tensed up as he came inside him, setting off a chain reaction as each of them tipped over the edge and came just seconds later.
They collapsed in a heap on the blanket, breathing heavily and basking in the afterglow as they untangled themselves and found a comfortable spot. They laid there, catching their breath and stretching out their sore muscles as they began to relax again, lazy and content. They had all pulled themselves out of each other, but they still laid there in a heap, their bodies keeping the others warm in the chilly night air, and their comfortable position mixed with the wine from earlier coaxing them slowly into drowsiness.
“When do we have to leave?” Steve asked Eddie as he yawned, purring like a kitten as Eddie continued to play with his hair, only much more gently now.
“Usually, we try to be gone by dawn, so that no one ever knows we’re here. But don’t you worry, sweet thing, the sun won’t be up for hours. We’ve got all night, love,” Eddie said, smiling down at him. Steve beamed back as he closed his eyes, “I suppose I’ve got time for a nap, then, before we try to go for another round.”
They all took a short nap before having one more go just before dawn, and after one more incredible orgasm, they gathered their clothes and dressed before helping the others to clean up. They left the woods just as the sun began to peek over the horizon, and in the hazy light of morning, they made their ways back home, tired, a little sore, but more than happy and satisfied.
Despite still being slightly drunk, Steve managed to sneak back into his house without anybody noticing, and he pulled the shades over the windows as he crashed into his bed, slipping into dreamland with a smile on his face. He was out almost as soon as his head hit his pillow, and even though he knew he’d only get a few more hours of rest before he had to be up for the day, he was glad he didn’t sleep deeply enough to keep his dreams away. How could he not be, when he would be dreaming about two beautiful blondes and a handsome brunette?
Okay! Last square of my @metalsandwichbingo! Once again a doodle, for C3: Drunk Confessions
Thanks everyone who liked my stuff! I definitely enjoyed this bingo, would have enjoyed it more if it hadn't coincided with some major life events that left me with no energy. But oh well! Maybe next time 😊
