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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage, Rape/Non-Con
  Category:
      F/F, F/M, M/M, Multi
  Fandom:
      Hamilton_-_Miranda, Hamilton_Musical_-_Fandom
  Relationship:
      Alexander_Hamilton/John_Laurens, Gilbert_du_Motier_Marquis_de_Lafayette/
      Hercules_Mulligan, Maria_Reynolds/Angelica_Schuyler, Theodosia_Burr
      Alston/Philip_Hamilton
  Character:
      Alexander_Hamilton, John_Laurens, Thomas_Jefferson, James_Madison,
      Gilbert_du_Motier_Marquis_de_Lafayette, Hercules_Mulligan, George
      Washington, Samuel_Seabury, Maria_Reynolds, Angelica_Schuyler, Aaron
      Burr, Margaret_"Peggy"_Schuyler, Theodosia_Burr_Alston, Philip_Hamilton
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      Hamilton_-_Freeform, hamilton_musical, Smut, Sex, sin_-_Freeform, sinful,
      Explicit_Sexual_Content, Gay_Sex, Straight_Sex, Lesbian_Sex, Drama,
      Angst, Fluff, dont_like_dont_read, get_jiggy_with_it, whoops, sorry_-
      Freeform, Smexy_times
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      Published: 2017-02-23 Updated: 2017-02-26 Chapters: 8/? Words: 17001
****** Hamilton; The Charmers and the Players ******
by DelicateRadiohost
Summary
     Basically an AU where everyone is bisexual.
     Mainly random smut, you're welcome.
     Historical times but not historically accurate
     1. Lams
     2. Mullette
     3. Margelica
     4. Washbury
     5. Jammads
     6. Philidosia
     7. Lams
     8. Lafayander
     9. Margelica
     10. Samliza
      
     (comment any pair/kink/idea, does NOT have to be one provided, and I
     may write it for you)
     ((title a work in progress))
      
     @rychatonthelit
***** Chapter 1 *****
  Alexander Hamilton had rushed home after a long day of work. A typical day,
he threw the door open and flopped onto the couch, groaning into his pillow.
After relaxing for a second, he stood up and unwound for the afternoon,
unpacking his things and taking off his overcoat and neck floof thing. That was
when he felt another presence.
  "Hey, Alex~" John Laurens cooed from atop the stairs. Alexander looked up and
choked on his own spit. John was only wearing a tight shirt and briefs. The
shirt hugged his body and highlighted his muscular build. The briefs squeezed
his ass and made the bulge between his legs pop out like Alexander's eyes when
they layed upon John. "Hey, Johnny, what-uh-what are you doing here?" Hamilton
coughed. John walked down the stairs quickly and grinned as he threw himself at
the other man and hugged him tight. "I missed you, Hammy.." Alexander kissed
his neck and squeezed him. "I missed you too, John. How long-uh-have you been
in my house..?" John giggled. "Not long. Don't worry, I didn't look through
your stuff, Alex," Laurens said before kissing him roughly. Alexander pulled
away. "You smell like ale, Laurens. You're drunk?" Laurens giggled again and
leaned backwards, holding Alex's shirt for stability. "Maybeee.." Alexander
pulled him away and held his wrists. "John. Why are you drunk?" John ripped out
of his grip and sat on the couch. "I dunno. Because I'm depressed and horny?"
Alexander blushed and sighed. "I relate." He sat next to John. John crawled
into his lap and started grinding on him as he took off Alex's shirt. Alexander
tried to pull him away and make him stop, but the man was so damn irresistible.
The way his hips rolled. His ass bounced. His beautiful eyes that half-liddedly
lure him. The bulge in John's briefs brushed against Alex's in his own pants,
and they both quietly gasped and moaned. John started to kiss him roughly.
Alexander moaned as he mingled tongues and lips with his lover.  
  He then pulled away real quick. "Just a sec-" he said as he reached over the
armrest on the couch and picked up a bottle of beer. "Alex, I'm drunk enough, I
can barely stand," John slurred. Hamilton opened the bottle and took a long
swig. "But I'm not," he said before burping. Laurens wrapped his hands around
the other man's back and started licking and biting his bared chest. Alexander
continued to drink for a second while John just teased his chest, nibbling his
nipples, sucking on his neck, leaving harsh hickies all over. He nipped a
particularly sensitive spot near Alexander's neck and made him squeak-moan.
John paused and stared up at him. Alexander sweat and put the bottle down. "I
need to hear that again.." Laurens groaned sensually. Alexander blushed and
took off his lover's shirt with slight difficulty. "Jesus, John, did you wear
that all day just for me? You must've been suffocating," Alexander said. John
replied, "Well for about an hour, but I could handle it for you." Alexander
smiled and kissed him again, both of them now drunkenly snogging each other.
Laurens slipped his tongue into their kiss and it became french and slobbery.
Alexander put his hands on the other man's neck and pulled him closer
passionately. Laurens shoved his tongue down Alexander's throat and began
unbuckling his pants. Hamilton nearly gagged but wrestled his tongue back as he
rolled his hips up. John parted their mouths with a string of saliva hanging
from their lips before getting on the floor and pulling Alex's pants down.
Alexander looked at him with a drunken face as Laurens squeezed his thighs and
kissed his erection through his briefs. "J-John..." Alexander moaned as he eyed
his lover's tight briefs. John looked up at him and said as he started pulling
down his underwear, "Na-ah-ah. You have to wait for that~" Hamilton held his
curly hair and moaned as John began slowly licking up the shaft of his penis.
John held his hips and squeezed them as he licked around the shaft and tip
rhythmically. "Oh, God," Hamilton moaned as his hips bucked up for more.
Laurens pulled away and wrapped one hand around Alexander's cock, the other
rubbing his balls gently, stroking both slowly while reading his lover's face.
Alexander puckered his face to keep from yelling at John to fuck him like a
wild boar, instead hugging a pillow tight and squeezing his eyes shut. Laurens
took the opportunity while the man's eyes were closed to wrap his lips around
the tip of his erection and slid it into his mouth. The warm, wet feeling
caught Hamilton off guard and he opened his eyes and squeaked again, but
louder. John rolled his eyes to the back of his head sensually at the sound. He
bobbed his head up and down, nearly choking on his lover's thick dick.
Alexander moaned again and gasped when he felt teeth. "Fuck-John-stOp-" he said
between breaths. John looked up at him and left one last suck on the erection
before parting from it. "What-what's wrong?" he worried. Hamilton blushed.
"Nothing, besides the fact you were about to make me finish early." John
chuckled and got back on Alex's lap. "What's 'early' mean? Did you plan on
something more?" He asked suggestively. Alexander smirked and looked down at
John's bulge again. John looked at him and lifted his eyebrows. Then Alexander
roughly pulled him close and kissed him with an open mouth. John held
Hamilton's lower lip with his teeth and pulled it back as he took off his
underwear. Alexander looked at his lover's large, delicious erection and moaned
out, "God, I missed you.." Laurens licked his neck and voiced raspily, "Oh, me
too, Alex." He grinded his dick against his lover's and breathed deeply.
Alexander scooted closer and held John's hands as he grinded back and licked
his own lip where John bit it. He tasted blood. Laurens slowly dragged his
index finger down Alexander's chest, down his stomach, through his pubic hair,
and around the shaft. Alexander shivered at the delicate strokes of the man's
finger, "S-stop teasing..." John leaned forward into Hamilton's ear. "Slick me
up first.." Alex shivered again and nodded eagerly before leaning down. He
slowly wrapped his mouth around the tip of Lauren's cock and swallowed it to
the base. Then he just sucked on it violently with the inside of his mouth. "Oh
my Lord," John whined as he scratched Alexander's back and lifted his hips. He
felt jolts of pleasure spin up his spine and related to his lover's earlier
remark. Hamilton gagged and sat up again, wiping off his mouth with his hand.
Laurens stood up and cooed, "Aleeeeex..." as he twisted his finger in a circle.
"God, yes," Hamilton said quietly as he turned around so he was on his knees
and holding the back of the couch. John held Alex's hips and lined himself up
with his ass. The tip barely touched him when Alexander gasped, soon turning
into a moan as he felt all of John Laurens deep inside of him. John released a
smokey groan as his lover's ass tightened around him. He pulled out a little
and thrusted back in. "Mph!" "Are you Ok, Alex?" "God, yes, just fu-" before
Hamilton could finish his sentence, John thrusted again and quietly whined as
Alex moaned gravelly. More thrusts and grinds followed and words stopped. Moans
and whines and squeaks and gasps filled the room along with smacks and slaps.
John leaned forward until he was laying on top of Alexander and nibbled his
earlobe and neck while rolling his hips slowly. His dick lifted into a
sensitive spot in his lover's ass. "Ungh-Ungh-Unh-Oh-Ah-John-John-" Hamilton
moaned gruffly in rhythm with the penetration. He held the back of the couch
tightly, attempting to grab the material to no avail. John bit down on his ear
and held him close by his chest as he propelled himself violently. Alexander
could feel every detail of his lover's penis inside of him, it was so familiar,
and greatly missed. When he felt the pain in his ear, the jerks of ecstasy
travelling up his back intensified. Laurens stood back up and grinded against
his lover in a circular motion, going on his tippy-toes for a downward angle.
"Ah-Hamil-shit-" he wailed as he thrusted. Hamilton griped out hoarsely, "Y-
yes-yes-yeah-yes-Yes-YEs-YES-JOHN-JOHN-AH-UNGH-MPH-OH-JOHN, YES! YES!" John
thrusted faster and gasped out over and over. Alexander continued violently
grunting out swears and approvals. His voice was raspy and thin, his grunts
more like squeals. "Yes-that's-what I wanted-to hear, Alex," Laurens groaned
under his breath as he vigorously shoved himself in and out of the other man.
Alexander cried out with a crack in his voice when John slapped his ass hard.
John then began leaving long scratches down Hamilton's back, red claw-marks
appearing soon after each rake. "Oh my-Al-Alex-Alex-fuck-Alex-" he moaned out
as he thrusted as hard and fast as he possibly could, his legs almost giving
out at the exercise and pleasure. Hamilton whined out violently and spread his
legs a little, his climax almost peaking. "Yes-Oh god, yes-John I'm gonna-Ah-
" he grunted out loudly before Laurens cut him off. "aH-AH-FUCK-ALEEXX-AHH-
YES!" he cried out gravelly as he pushed himself inside of his lover's ass one
more time and came, his balls shriveling and dick pulsing. The feeling of
John's warm spunk filling him up and leaking out made him finish with a squeak.
"OH-OH-JOHN-FUCK ME-JOHN!" he cried out before finishing all over the couch,
his back arching and penis throbbing while John still propelled inside of him a
bit. He suddenly slid out and fell onto the couch, nearly missing and hitting
the floor. "Fuck, Alex..." Alexander fell on top of him and sighed.
"John...that was...fantastic..." Laurens wrapped his arms around Alexander and
kissed his neck from behind. "Yeah...that was...incredible..." Hamilton turned
around and cuddled up to John's side, John's left arm wrapped around his back
and right hand under his own head. "Thank you..." Alex said quietly. "Thank
you, Alexander..." They lied there in silence while gently rubbing each other,
John's hand rubbing Alex's back, Alex's hand thumbing circles on John's chest.
Soon John heard a little snore and noticed Hamilton was asleep. He then passed
out, holding his lover's naked body close.
***** Chapter 2 *****
Chapter Summary
     Lafayette and Mulligan and a piece of rope.
  Marquis de Lafayette was just arriving back to America. He had been gone with
Thomas Jefferson, and the first thing they both saw when the ship was docked
was both of their men waving happily in the crowd of people at the harbor.
Jefferson ran off the boat and latched himself to James Madison, pressing many
kisses to his face. Marquis took a leap off the boat bridge and looked at
Hercules Mulligan. He hadn't seen him in 5 months. They barely had any time to
letter each other. He saw the look on Mulligan's face. He was about to cry.
"Mar-Marquis!" he screamed before running to the man. Lafayette stepped forward
and held his arms out wide. Hercules jumped onto him and tackled him to the
ground, holding him tight. Lafayette was so blessed to have this man in his
life. He was so happy to have someone that cared for him that much. They
couldn't letter, but they felt each other's hearts over the sea. Hercules
looked Marquis in the eyes before roughly kissing him with an open mouth.
Lafayette returned the compliment by pulling him closer by his neck and kissing
him harder. "Fuck, Marquis..." Mulligan groaned quietly. "Let's go to my
place?" Lafayette said as he lowered his eyelids at his lover. "Oh god, yes..."
  Two steps through the door and shirts were already off, tongues already
dancing. Mulligan closed the door behind them and pushed Marquis against the
wall violently before biting his neck. Lafayette whined out and scratched
Hercules' back. Mulligan picked him up and carried him to the bedroom down the
hall before dropping him on the bed and staring down at him. Marquis arched his
own back and slid his hand down his own chest slowly. Mulligan groaned and
jumped on top of him, pulling down his pants. "W-wait..." Lafayette managed to
utter. "What?" "Just... kiss me first.? Take it slow.?" Hercules smiled before
scooting back up and licking Marquis' jaw over and over. "Mm-Oh-goodness-
" Lafayette moaned out as he lightly rolled his hips. Mulligan kissed his lips
hard and practically ate his face. Lafayette has always loved the way Mulligan
makes out, and really missed it. He fought Mulligan's lips back roughly and
slipped his tongue into the frenzy. Hercules towered over Marquis as he snogged
him violently and started taking off his pants. He didn't want to wait anymore.
Once Lafayette was laying there naked, Mulligan got on his knees and looked
down at his lover's semi-hard dick. "What do you want me to do to you?" he
asked sensually. Marquis blushed and stared him in the eyes. "Erm...uh-T-Tie me
up." he answered, unsure at first but reassured by the lust in Mulligan's face.
Mulligan nodded and got off the bed, looking around for some kind of string.
Lafayette stared and stroked his own penis lightly to keep it up. Finally
Hercules appeared out of the bathroom with a long, red, silk ribbon. Hercules
stepped to the side of the bed and tied Marquis' hands together above his head
on the bed frame. Lafayette looked up at him and purred slyly. Hercules started
sloppily biting and sucking on his chest and slowly nipping down while holding
his thigh and arm tightly. Marquis winced and moaned out breathily. Mulligan
reached his dick and pulled at his pubic hair with his teeth for a bit before
he started rubbing his teeth on Marquis' erection. "Mnh-Herc-" the French-man
mumbled. Mulligan suddenly swallowed his dick whole and squeezed his ass
roughly. Marquis bucked his hips up and gasped at the work happening inside of
his lover's mouth. Hercules sucked at it with his tongue and rubbed his teeth
on it while quickly bobbing his head. Marquis moaned out loud over and over
while arching his back, wishing he had his hands to scratch at Mulligan.
Hercules raked his nails all over Lafayette's thighs and ass and managed to
moan out on his cock. Marquis stretched his back and pulled on the ties. "Mo-
More..." he moaned out needily as he rolled his hips and bent his knees.
Hercules stopped and slid off, licking up the saliva. "More? You can't finish
yet, we haven't reached the main course~" he said as he took his own pants off.
"But first-" Mulligan sat on this face so he looked down at Marquis' erection
and leaned forward. Lafayette reached his lips up a bit and slurped his cock
into his mouth. "Ah- Marquis-" Hercules grunted in his usual deep, stern voice.
Marquis teased at it, sucking it in and letting it bounce up again. Mulligan
held Lafayette's chest and squeezed his nipples hard while Marquis licked at
his balls and lightly nipped at them. "Oh-Jeez-" Hercules moaned/blushed.
Marquis traced a trail from his nads to his asshole with his tongue and lightly
shoved it inside. "oH-GoD-Laf-" Mulligan groaned out as he bucked his hips down
on the other man's face. Marquis moaned and licked him all over his asshole and
balls and the base of his cock like a dog. Mulligan felt the stimulus and
rolled his hips again while grunting as he squeezed Lafayette's nipples
roughly. Lafayette rolled his own hips and moaned out into the spies' ass.
Mulligan groaned out and sat up before turning back over and scooting down.
Lafayette looked at him and pulled again on the ties with a lustful glimmer in
his eyes. Hercules grinned deviously before putting his hands under his ass and
holding him up in the air. Lafayette looked at Mulligan's big, meaty dick and
sweat with anticipation. They hadn't fucked since right before Marquis left,
and they both missed the feel of each other greatly. They stared each other in
the eyes for a second before Hercules leaned forward and lightly pushed himself
in a little. Marquis gasped and relaxed before Hercules pushed more of himself
inside and slapped his side roughly. "Ungh! Harder, Herc!" Marquis whined out
as he bucked his hips up and took more of Mulligan into him. Hercules pushed
the rest of himself in and slapped him again before thrusting into him hard.
Lafayette leaned in direction of the motion and gasped out. "ah-yes-fuck" he
moaned silently. Mulligan lightly groaned and thrusted again, making Lafayette
gasp and moan more profanities silently. Hercules slapped his ass viciously and
squeezed it. "Mmm, louder, Marquis..." he moaned out before thrusting again.
"Fuck me, Mulligan!" Marquis yelled out as Hercules slapped him and thrusted
again, his thick french accent ringing through the house. Mulligan groaned at
his lover's moans and propelled into him aggressively as he slapped and
squeezed his ass and hips. "Hit me... hit me harder..." Lafayette mumbled out
between gasps as Hercules squeezed his hips. Mulligan happily obliged and
slapped his stomach harshly before running his nails down it as he moved his
own hips faster. Marquis seethed at the pain of the slap and shuddered at the
sharp feel of his nails. He whined out and grinded his ass back suddenly. "Ah-
OhMyGod-there-yes-thERE, HERC, THERE, YES! YES!" He started to scream out as
Hercules humped him right in the soft spot up his ass. "Mmmm, yes, Marquis,"
Mulligan moaned out as he thrusted harder and faster and wrapped his hands
around his back. Lafayette groaned and swayed his hips back against Hercules'
hips. "Harder.. Mulligan, harDER!" me whined out as he yanked on the ties that
binded him. Mulligan maliciously fucked him, slapping and scratching and biting
him everywhere. "Finish...finish for me, Marquis..." He moaned after he leaned
forward and bit his neck hard and before he ripped the hair-tie from his head.
"Mmpphh," Marquis mumbled as his hair fell around his head and encircled his
jawline and cheekbones perfectly. "God-I love-your-hair-" Hercules groaned
between thrusts. Marquis began to shake and his hips began to buck
uncontrollably. "Yes-there,there,there,there,there,there,there,thERE!" He
whined out before he came on both of their chests, unraveling at the feeling of
his balls pulsing. Mulligan thrusted hard a couple more times and came into
Lafayette's ass. "Ah--yes, Marquis," he grumbled out as he finished himself. 
  Hercules untied Marquis and they lied on the bed, catching their breaths and
holding each other's naked bodies close to their own. "I...I love you, Marquis
de Lafayette," Mulligan said quietly as he nuzzled Marquis close to the ear.
Marquis froze and looked down at him with a ping of shame. "I-I love you
too..." he practically mumbled. Mulligan had his arms around Lafayette's
shoulders and his legs intertwined with the French-man's. They lied there a
little longer, but right before Hercules fell asleep, Lafayette snuck out of
his grasp and stood up. "Hey, it's getting late, stay in bed..." Mulligan
whined to him. "I'm just gonna go lock up the house and warm up the tea, you
can relax," Marquis said before he wiped the semen from his ass and put on some
pants and walked out the room. Hercules put his arms under his head and stared
at the ceiling after watching Marquis' ass sway out of the room. He wanted to
marry that man.
***** Chapter 3 *****
Chapter Summary
     Angelica receives a fine guest.
     Sweet, meaningful sex.
  Angelica Schuyler had just lost her husband in a divorce and her children to
adulthood. She sat in her own home, reading a book. Late at night, she heard a
knock at the door. "Who could it be at this hour?" she groaned as she got off
her bed and went to the front door across the house. "Yes?" she said groggily
as she opened the door and peered at the visitor. Maria Reynolds looked up at
the Schuyler sister and smiled. "Hi? Angelica.. Can I come in? It's lightly
raining out here..." Schuyler looked at the woman, almost soaked in her scarlet
dress. "Uh, sure," she said as she stepped out of the way. Maria walked in and
stood in the living room, slightly shivering. "S-sorry I'm here so late. I have
a reason to be here, but I had planned on leaving earlier than I did." Angelica
nodded as she grabbed a towel out of the closet and tossed it to her. "You can
sit down," Angelica smiled as she herself sat and patted the cushion next to
her. Reynolds sat down and rubbed herself with the towel as she began to
explain,"My...My husband left me... he abused me, and tricked me, manipulated
and raped me, and I shouldn't miss him, but he made me feel like he was all I
had. I know I did things with Hamilton that broke your sister's heart, but I
have a confession to make." Angelica looked at the glimmer in the other woman's
eyes and scooted closer to comfort her. "Yes, what, Maria?" she said sweetly as
she placed her hand on the smaller female's hand that rested upon the couch. "I
have always had an eye for you, Angelica Schuyler. I know you are loyal to your
husband, but I figured since I'm all alone I had the chance to tell you..."
Schuyler blushed and stared at the formerly wretched girl. Maria had to do it.
She saw her once on the street and ever since then had had a heart for the
Schuyler sister. She's so smart and confident, her hips sway like she owns the
city she's in and she stands up for what she believes in. Angelica was so
strong and brave, but Maria knew she'd never return the feelings. She just
wanted her to know. Angelica, on the other hand, hadn't noticed the
invisibility of the dress Maria wore, and when she did she blushed more. "Oh,
my..." she said quietly. "What? Is this wrong of me? Terribly sorry, I-" Maria
started before Angelica interrupted, "No, it's fine. It's...My husband left me
just a while ago..." Maria looked at her and scooted closer to where their
thighs touched. "What... does that mean?" Reynolds stated as she narrowed her
head closer to the bigger woman. "I think... it means..." Angelica spoke slowly
as her head fell closer as well. She was attracted to Maria's eyes like a
magnet. Maria leaned closer and dropped her eyelids a bit when she felt
Angelica's quick, cold breaths on her nose. "that we're..." Angelica whispered
against Maria's lips. Before she finished her hazy sentence, Maria lightly
pressed her lips to Angelica's. 
  Angelica took a second to absorb the situation before resting a light,
nervous hand on Maria's shoulder and kissing her back. Maria pulled away a
teeny bit and looked up at the Schuyler. She gazed at the bigger woman for
approval, making sure she was comfortable. Angelica kissed Reynolds once
lightly and looked down at her again, making sure that she was okay with being
with a woman. The sparkle in Maria's eyes, the pop of her plump lips, her
winged eyes, delicate hands, thick chest, it all was assuring Angelica
overwhelmingly. She kissed the small woman harder then they had before and put
both of her arms around Maria's shoulders. Maria leaned forward and put her own
hands on Angelica's waist. Angelica paused to take the hair-tie out of her
hair. Maria watched intently as Schuyler's long, dark, curly locks fell around
her face and detailed her brown eyes and pointed chin. When they kissed again,
Maria opened her mouth against Angelica's. Angelica held her shoulders again as
they began actually making out, lips lightly dancing with each other. Maria
blushed and tensed up every time she felt Angelica's light touch on her body.
It felt electric when Angelica's hands slid down her shoulders and fell on her
chest. Angelica hummed into the kiss gently. She wasn't sure what the hell she
was doing anymore. What was this? Would they be judged? All she knew was that
she had suddenly bloomed a powerful lust for the woman the second her eyes fell
upon her standing in the rain. Her short-ish, curly hair, her hourglass hips,
it was all so perfect to her. So sexy. She's never even had feelings for a
woman before, let alone slept with one. She had always wondered what it felt
like, surely not as good as a man, but still interesting enough. Maria opened
her mouth wider and licked Angelica's bottom lip. The sister shuddered and
scooted as close as possible onto Maria's lap to snog her harder before cupping
her hands around her face. As they kissed and touched, Angelica opened her
mouth and accidentally bit Maria's lip hard. Maria just chuckled into the kiss
and licked the bite before moving her tongue forward into Angelica's mouth.
Angelica hic-upped a bit before relaxing at the feeling and dancing her own
tongue around the other. Their mouths locked and unlocked with each other as
Maria leaned forward and layed Angelica on her back. Angelica moaned as she
french-kissed the smaller woman. Maria pulled away and smiled at her before
leaning back down and kissing her neck roughly. Angelica moaned again and put
her hands on the back of the other woman's head. "M-Maria..?" she whispered.
Maria stayed where she was, nuzzled the larger woman's neck, and replied,
"Yeah?" quietly into her ear. "I... I've never been with a woman before...
promise you'll be careful and that this isn't just another trick.." Maria
pulled away and looked at Angelica as she caressed her cheek. "Yes. Yes, I
promise, I will respect this. I swear that what I did to Hamilton was forced
upon me by my husband. But this... this is forced upon me by my heart. I've
needed you, I've fantasized about you, I've wanted your heart and your touch
with me for so long..." Angelica held the hand that layed on her face and
squeezed it as she flushed red. "Thank you... I'll be honest, I've never
realized how appetizing you really are until you said something first.." Maria
giggled as she grabbed the lace that tied Angelica's dress together across her
chest and looked up at Angelica for approval. Angelica nodded lazily as her
eyelids fell half-way and her mouth fell open. The top portion of her dress was
tossed aside and her middle-aged breasts layed upon her chest. Maria gently
touched Angelica's breasts, wrapping her hands around them and massaging them
delicately as she thumbed her nipples. The sister groaned and rolled her hips
up. Maria shifted herself between Angelica's legs and rolled her own hips down
so she pressed against the other woman's core with her own. Angelica moaned and
pulled at Maria's top portion. The smaller woman stopped to take off said
clothing, revealing her perky breasts and hard nipples. Angelica slowly raised
her hands and set them upon Maria's boobs before sitting up a little to kiss
one. Reynolds moaned and set her hands on top of Angelica's to massage her own
chest harder. Angelica's hips twitched as she squeezed and rolled Maria's boobs
while sucking on her collar bone. Maria put her hands on Angelica's shoulders.
"Can...we take this to a bed?" Angelica nodded before Reynolds stood up and she
followed. She held her hands and led her across the house to the master
bedroom. The second they stepped into the room, Maria almost harshly pushed the
larger woman onto the bed and crawled up to the right of her, then wrapping an
arm over her stomach and licking the side of her neck. The Schuyler sister
shuddered and wrapped her arms around Maria's back. The smaller woman kissed
her jawline and slowly moved down her neck and chest as she wrapped her other
arm under her neck to hold her curly hair. Angelica rolled her hips and whined
out a little, trying to hold her annoying sounds back. Reynolds slid her hand a
little lower teasingly and said, as if reading her mind, "Hey, I love your
sounds, don't hold back..." before she sucked on one of the older woman's
breasts. Angelica breathed in sharply and lightly moaned out before grabbing
Maria's wrist that lay on her stomach and pulling her hand down to the lining
of her dress. "P-please..." she whispered in Reynold's ear as her head lay on
her chest. Maria kissed her neck again and slithered her fingers under her
dress, under her breeches, causing the sister to lift her hips up and gasp. She
continued to breath quickly in her ear as Maria slowly ran the tips of her
fingers up and down her already soaked slit. Angelica held her back with her
nails and grinded her hips up again needily before Maria stuck her fingers
between her lips to rub a little harder. Angelica gravelly groaned and held
onto her shoulders from behind as her hips moved again. "You like that.?" Maria
whispered before sucking on her collarbone roughly. "Y-yyes.." Angelica
whispered back quietly as she felt tingles up her spine, making her back arch a
bit. The younger woman placed the tips of her fingers on Angelica's clit and
rubbed it in circles as she breathed in her ear. The Schuyler sister scratched
her back up and down in attempts to hold onto it as her hips bucked. "more..."
she breathed so quietly she was sure Maria didn't hear before whining in her
ear. Maria continued to rub circles and hold her behind the neck with her arm
as Angelica held her back and breathed and squeaked in her ear. Maria lifted
her head to look at Angelica's face, to watch her moan, then looking down at
her breasts, her stomach, her vagina, watching her hips move as her hand
continued to move faster. Schuyler moaned out loudly and squeezed Maria back to
her chest to hold her tight. "tease.." The older woman spoke ever so quietly
before reaching down to Reynold's wrist and pushing her hand down, two middle
fingers down right inside of her. "Yeah..." she squeaked out as her hand went
back to her shoulder and the smaller woman thrusted her fingers in and out of
her. "so needy..." Maria spoke silently. Angelica ignored her and continued to
breath and occasionally moan against her lover's movements. Then she sat up a
quick second to pull her skirt down and out of the way, spreading her legs
wider now with the space provided. Reynolds immediately went back to work,
thrusting her two middle fingers and wiggling the tips inside as her head layed
upon Angelica's chest. "Mmph-fuck-" Maria groaned as she stopped for a second,
her arm getting tired. Schuyler scratched her back harshly and squeezed her
legs closed with Maria's hand in between. "Nnngh-" she garbled out desperately.
Maria moved her arm again and Angelica's legs spread, now inserting her index
finger alongside the other two and pushing in harder. "Ah-shit-" The Schuyler
sister moaned out as her hips bucked up hard. Maria held her close with her arm
still under her head and kissed her neck as she wiggled her fingers and pushed
up inside of her quickly. Angelica just gasped over and over and shook
violently at the Reynold's touch. Maria even moaned out at the scene. Angelica
reached down and squeezed Maria's ass hard as she whispered out "Harder-" Maria
did so and Angelica wailed out raspily. "Yeah... please, Ange..." the younger
woman moaned out in her hear as she wiggled her three occupied fingers.
Angelica shook her waist again and arched her back as she groaned. Maria shoved
her hand up hard a couple more times before the bigger woman gasped and whined,
"Yes, Maria!" and scratched her back, her rose throbbing and soaking Maria's
hand. Maria sucked on her neck and thrusted her fingers slower to drag out the
woman's moans. "Ma-Maria.." Angelica whispered as she thrusted around her
fingers. Maria pulled her hand out and layed beside her as she caught her
breath. She wiped her hand on her dress and looked at Angelica. "That was
amazing... thank you..." Schuyler said. "Yeah? Wanna do me now?" Angelica
looked at her body an gulped. "I-I-I don't think I would be good at it..."
"C'mon, please? I'm already pretty close? If you don't I'll just touch myself
in front of you and you'll want to anyway," Reynolds teased. Angelica blushed
and choked at the thought. Then she suddenly rolled over onto Maria and kissed
her neck while rubbing her hand over her vagina through her skirt. "Mmn-yes-
" The younger woman moaned as Angelica sucked on her nipples and yanked off her
skirt. "Angelica?" Angelica finished taking off her breeches and looked up at
her. "Yes? Are you alright?" "I think I love you." Angelica froze and stared at
her with a blush and smile. "You should move in with me here, Maria. I've never
been with a woman before, but I've also never wanted to take care of someone
more than I do now with you." Maria blushed and nodded, "Yes and yes please."
Angelica stuck her hand into Maria's lips and rubbed her up and down. "God,
yeah," Maria moaned as her hips lifted up. Angelica slipped her index and
middle finger inside and thrusted just as Maria did to her. "Your fingers...
are so long.." Maria moaned and thrusted her hips again as she held into
Angelica's back. Angelica smirked and shoved them up hard before wiggling them.
"Fuck-there, Angie, there." Schuyler continued her movements while Maria's hips
bucked harder and harder each thrust. Maria whined out louder and louder until
Angelica propelled her fingers harder."Ahhh-yeah-Angelica!" Maria groaned as
she came and her hips pulsed. Angelica slid out and kissed Maria's neck
roughly. Maria caught her breath and held Angelica close. "That was good for
your first time, Ange," Maria said after a short time. Angelica looked up at
her and smiled. "Thank you. And you're staying here for the night, yes?" Maria
smiled and stroked her hair. "I can stay forever, if you'd like.." Angelica
kissed her neck and held her close once again. "Please do..." she said as she
pulled the covers over their naked bodies. Maria smiled and squeezed the
Schuyler sister as she felt her pass out in her arms.
***** Chapter 4 *****
Chapter Summary
     George Washington feels dominant.
  Samuel Seabury turned the corner and quickly trotted down the hall. What did
Washington even need him for? He hadn't done anything wrong. He didn't forget
any pre-scheduled appointment. He wasn't even supposed to be here, he missed
the ship that took him back to England after he delivered his message. The
large oak door approached the tips of Seabury's shoes. He knocked on it and
took a step back, adjusting his cuff links. George heard the familiar *knock
knock knock-knock knock* and nearly grinned. "Come in! It's open!" he called
out before he put his quill down and leaned back in his chair. The door opened
and the tiny Brit took a step forward. "You wanted to see me, Mr. Washington?"
George looked at him and chuckled. "Come in, Samuel. Please, call me George,
you don't work for me." He said as he flicked his hand back, motioning
Seabury's entrance. Samuel walked in and closed the door behind him. "Samuel, I
hear you missed your ship," George said as Seabury sat in the chair on the
other side of his desk. "That's a shame, especially since Hamilton is still in
town. He's ready to rip you to shreds, I'm afraid." Sam sank in his chair.
"But-but I didn't do anything, only what the King had asked; I was just
following orders!" Washington leaned forward. "I know, I know, I won't let him
touch you, Seabury-"   They both fell silent. The way he had said it put Sam in
internal shock. Samuel looked up at George and noticed had taken off his black
hat. Without the shadow of it masking his details, Samuel realized how fucking
handsome Washington was and blushed. Even his bald head added attraction.
George noticed his face and smiled. "That's not why I called you here though,
Seabury." He said as he folded his hands on the desk. Samuel nodded and waited
for him to continue. It took a while of awkward silence before the General
finally croaked out. "Have you ever been with a man, Samuel?" he asked bluntly.
Seabury's eyes went wide as dinner plates as he sank in his chair more and
turned red hot in the face. "Jesus-Er-Uhm-Sir-I don't think that's-" "Answer
the question, Seabury." Samuel sat up a little and sighed. "No. I've never been
with anyone ever, George. Why is this of importance to you?" Washington leaned
back dramatically and folded his arms before standing up and slowly strolling
to the other side of the desk. Seabury swallowed the lump in his throat as
George stepped behind him. Then he stood up quickly and turned around.
  "I-I should go, Mr. Washington, really, I was supposed to meet someone at the
pub uptown and-" George held his arms and pressed him against the desk. "No,
stay Samuel, please..." Washington said with a deviant tone. Sam attempted to
free himself to no avail before staring at George with shame. George pressed
himself against the British man and leaned down. "Would you like to be with a
man, Samuel?" he said quietly as his forceful arm-grasping turned into sensual
hand-holding. Seabury gulped again and squeezed the General's hands. They were
strong and warm and held onto Sam's like the men were falling out of the sky.
Samuel looked up at him and sweat. The look on Washington's face made him flush
more. George leaned in closer to him and pressed against him harder. Seabury
could slightly feel the General's penis brush against his thigh, and it made
him squirm and lowly gasp. Washington perked up at the noise and did it again,
now turning red himself at the look on Seabury's face. He could tell Samuel
wanted him, badly, but knew he would never speak it out loud. He was too shy
and inexperienced. Sam gasped again and gritted his teeth as he looked up at
George and held his shoulders with both his hands. With his hands now freed
from Sam's touch, George pushed his work off the desk and shoved the small man
down on his back against it. Samuel gasped and shook nervously as George leaned
down close to his ear. "Say it, Samuel." he said firmly. Seabury shook more and
grasped at Georges coat, his breath hitching and gaining speed and becoming
voice-y. He looked up into George's lustful eyes with his own shy ones. George
leaned toward his ear again and nibbled lightly at the lobe. He took his
meticulous time biting down slightly and moving down a little centimeter,
nipping, licking, moving down a tiny bit more to his jawline, repeating down to
the tip of the Brit's chin. Samuel just yanked his coat and delicately clawed
and held in his tiny moans. He could feel Washington's now growing erection
touch his thighs, poke his own smaller cock, and it was making him crumble.
Seabury hadn't said a word the whole time until George squeezed his thigh as
high as possible and commanded again, "Do you want this or not, Samuel? I will
stop if you don't like it. I will stop if you don't show you like it." Samuel
squirmed and rolled his hips up. "Yes...yy-yes, I w-want it..." Samuel
whispered shakily, gaining a little confidence at Washington's touch. The
General let go and rested his hand on the small man's hip, grinding against him
harder now. Samuel squeezed his coat again and gently groaned and moved against
George. George began to take off his own coat, the cravat around his neck, then
his undershirt; all while standing still and looking down at Samuel, whom was
panting and twitching his hips, already missing Georges heat between his own
legs as his arms lay on the desk around his head. George bared his chest,
whom's toned pecks and hairy nature made the brit gasp, and then got to work on
Samuel. He reached for his coat before Samuel tried to stop him. "M-Mr. Wash-
George, George this isn't right, s-stop..." George leaned down to him and spoke
gently, "What isn't right? Me fucking you? Me wanting you to squeal my name
like a pig? You wanting to feel my big dick inside you?" Samuel shuddered and
arched his back at the thought. "P-please..." "Please what? You already
consented and I've already began, I'm not stopping now. I gave you a chance.."
George grumbled in his ear before reaching for his coat, suddenly ripping the
whole thing off of him, broken buttons flying. Seabury moaned and squeezed the
edge of the desk. "Jesus, George..." he whined quietly as his hips lifted up
and dropped a bit. He will have to live without it and explain it's
disappearance to the king. Washington tore the cravat, hurting the Brit's neck
a bit, and yanked his undershirt off as well to reveal his scrawny, hairless
chest. "This is adorable." George mumbled a bit. Seabury blushed as the cold
air hit his nipples and George smiled down at him. He was a man of faith,
knowing that sex before marriage and sex with the same gender were both sins.
He would forever be bound to hell after this. But General Washington's body,
dear God, he was so fucking attractive. And he came onto Sam first, so maybe it
wasn't as bad of an offence to the heavens. But Samuel needed to feel him, he
was tired of never getting anything from anyone because he 'can't'. Fuck that.
He didn't imagine his first time to be with a man, let alone knew he had any
attraction to men until he met Washington. Was this feeling that he was
experiencing now the same feeling he felt long ago, when his eyes first lied
upon George? The feeling of lust toward a powerful, buff man? Samuel felt a
wetness overwhelming his nipple and lowly groaned out. He opened his eyes to
find George sucking and licking his right nipple, teasing the other with his
hand. "Augh-" Samuel moaned as he threw his head back and his left hand went to
hold Washington's head, the other holding his back. George dropped his head a
little lower and roughly sucked on Seabury's rib cage, tickling him a little
but making him quietly groan. Lower and lower Washington went, leaving hickies
and bruises all over Samuel's abdomen, more and more the Brit lifted and
dropped his hips and groaned little approvals and prayers. Soon enough George
was biting at the sensitive skin right above Samuel's pant line. The sensations
Seabury was experiencing were nearly inexplicable. He felt warmth between his
legs and his dick getting hard and sensitive to every little brush against it
and his back bursting with pleasure at each little touch and his heart bursting
out of his chest in excitement and fear at the same time. He'd never even
masturbated before, poor virgin soul. George undid his belt and unbuttoned his
slacks and bit down at the newly exposed body through his briefs. Samuel's hips
bucked again and he practically growled. George perked at the sound. "You like
that? Getting bit like you're a weak little elk? And I'm the big, strong lion."
George hissed before sliding his pants down his legs and tossing them aside
along with his shoes. Samuel felt like a little baby, being spread almost
naked, lanky, and white-haired across a desk while George was this massed,
hairy gorilla-man towering over him. Not in an offensive way, the General was
hot as fuck like this, hairy and beefy. Samuel started to sweat a lot and whine
when George began taking off his own pants. "Jeez...George.." Seabury gasped a
little when he noticed the intensity of George's boner in his tight briefs as
the slacks dropped and he stepped out of them. "Shit... I can't handle this..."
the small man breathed as his hips gravitated toward George's. "Yes you will."
Washington growled before biting at Samuel's ginger pubic hair just peaking out
from his underpants. "Ah! Ow, Ah!" Sam winced and moaned at the same time at
the teeth grinding against his sensitive flesh. George enjoyed those pained
sounds, that's what he liked to hear. Samuel started to visibly shake as George
removed the smaller mans underwear, exposing his (at least 4 1/2 in.) erection.
George admired it and mumbled a familiar phrase so quiet Sam probably didn't
hear. "This is so cute." Samuel was practically vibrating as he lied there,
watching George tease around his dick. The General would lick his thigh right
up to his waist, nip his pubic hair, thumb circles right at his v-line, gently
run his nails down his sides. All Sam could do was gasp and twitch and shake
and watch. George wouldn't even touch his dick at all, taking his own pleasure
in watching Seabury squirm at his touch. Samuel whined and dropped his jaw when
George gently stroked his balls, soon fondling them in his hand and watching
Samuel's exsasperated face. "Dear God..." Samuel gasped and rested his left arm
across his forhead. His legs were uncontrollably twitching and he was
unknowingly drooling down his cheek. George made him look like a little slut.
Which was his intention. Washington leaned down and licked his ballsack. "F-
fuck...just-" Washington licked them again and looked up at Samuel. "Watch your
mouth." He demanded bluntly before roughly biting and sucking on his hip.
Leaving a big, ugly, purple hickey. Seabury sweat and jolted, his boner
throbbing. He could've came just from the General's touch if he had allowed
him. This feeling he couldn't have ever fathomed in his life. He gasped again
when George began to lick the base of his dick and shuddered, "F-fuck ME
already-y..!" George looked at him sternly. "I said watch your language," he
hissed before slapping his stomach. "Nnnnm-" Samuel held in a moan/wince.
Washington licked the spot on Sam's stomach where he slapped him a couple
times, eliciting more whines from Samuel. Then the large man started to slide
his own garments down to the floor and revealed his giant pulsing cock to
Seabury. The brit gasped and moaned and twitched violently. George wrapped his
hand around his dick and jacked it, getting it wet before aligning himself.
"Does it hurt..?" Samuel asked quietly as he turned his embarrassed face away.
George grunted and put Samuel's feet on his shoulders before he slid two wet
fingers into his ass. "Augh-Oh-Ahh-Ah-Yeah-" Samuel grunted as they dove
deeper. Then they suddenly began sliding out, an awfully awkward sensation.
George aligned his dick again and without hesitation shoved his tip in. Seabury
shuddered and gasped, attempting to hold the table and intstead scratching it.
"Don't fuck up my desk, Sam-" Washington groaned before suddenly slamming all
of himself inside of the smaller man. "ohmYGOD GEORGE!" Samuel yelped out
before holding his face his his hands. George slowly slid himself out all the
way and violently propelled all of himself inside again, growling out loudly as
he held Sam's hips tight. Seabury screamed out in joy in his hands, "JESUS YES-
MMN-GEORGE-" before coming all over them both. His mind went afuzz and his
heart felt like firecrackers in a frenzy of pleasure and immeasurable amounts
of euphoria. It took Georges later reaction of finishing inside of his asshole
and moaning out gravelly to really get his attention back to full focus.
"George...Yeah..." he moaned in reaction.
 George pulled himself out and fetched a towel, tossing it to Samuel. Sam sat
up on the desk and wiped the cum off of his chest and all over his ass.
Washington cleaned himself too before opening another closet, revealing
identical coats and shirts to the ones he ripped from Samuel's body. "So...Uhm,
what does this mean-" "Nothing. I just like casual sex. Are you okay with
that?" The General interrupted before tossing the clothing to the Brit. "I...
don't actually think so..." Samuel responded honestly. He'd always wanted
relationships with people, not just sex. "Okay then. I won't call you again."
George said before putting on his own clothes. Samuel picked up his pants and
put them on before heading to the door. "Thank you, sir," he mumbled before
walking out and shutting it behind him. George dressed himself and headed home
to Martha.
***** Chapter 5 *****
Chapter Summary
     Kinky Jamads
     don't ask where the story is going there really isn't much of one
  "Fucking immigrant," Thomas Jefferson growled with unbearable anger
glistening in his eyes as he and James Madison quickly stomped down the
hallway. "Shh, Thomas, don't let them hear you." Madison consoled sternly.
Jefferson turned into his office and threw himself into the chair, James at his
side in the extra chair. The door accidentally slammed behind them. "How the
fuck did Hamilton get through to President Washington with that shit? That was
the stupidest fucking endorsement plan I have ever heard!" Thomas hissed as he
held the bridge of his nose with his thumb and forefinger. James squeezed his
shoulders and leaned in close to him. "He's a fucking runt. He has some secret
ties to the President, it's so obvious. We have to take him down, Thomas."
Jefferson looked at the shorter man and cocked his head to the side.
"What do you propose?" 
  Three days later, Alexander Hamilton was on his way to James Madison's house.
He had no clue why, something about a business proposal, he seemed to remember
as he approached the front door. A simple knock coaxed the short Virginian to
stomp down the stairs and open the door in seconds. "Alexander! How are you,
good Sir?" Madison bellowed as he allowed Hamilton inside. "Good, Great, James,
and you?-" Alexander almost choked when he saw Thomas Jefferson sitting on the
couch, reading the paper. "What the fuck is this..." he said as he looked back
at Madison. "Shh." he hissed before suddenly pushing Alexander to the floor.
"Not even a civil warning? We're just going to fight fist-to-fist two-on-one
like that?" Hamilton growled as Jefferson walked to James' side. "We didn't
invite you here to fight, at least you won't.." Thomas grumbled before smirking
and rubbing his hands together. "Oh lord..." Alexander said before quickly
jumping up and running away. Not quick enough, because Madison immediately
hopped over and threw Hamilton back where he was by the back of his shirt.
"Why...?" Alexander almost whined, before realizing he can't look like a pussy.
(Not that he didn't already.) "You're a little pest. A flick of a flaw in all
my plans. You have some obvious illegal ties with the Government, President,
and we are going to teach you a lesson and make you admit it.." Thomas graveled
before grabbing Alex's coat sleeves and vigorously pulling him up on his feet.
Alexander held his coat sleeves back and they stood angrily staring at and
holding each other. Suddenly Jefferson escaped his grasp and chucked Hamilton's
coat across the room. "Hey- that's-" Alexander whined before his cravat was
ripped off, followed by the buttons flying from his shirt and new skin being
exposed. The whole time Alexander squirmed to get away, but at this point
Madison was holding a chunk of his hair in his fist to keep him from moving.
Hamilton shivered at the breeze that touched his bare chest and inexplicably
hard nipples before angrily kicking a foot in the air. Thomas grabbed his ankle
before it made contact with his stomach and threw the shoe and sock off of it,
then dropping it back down for Hamilton to place back on the ground. "What did
I say about no fighting..?" He growled in his ear before punching him in the
gut. Alex groaned and held it as his face winced. "But... you can punch me?" he
breathed as James yanked his hair back. "Don't fucking speak unless you have
something nice to say," James barked. Alexander groaned a little and stood
crookedly (for Madison was still holding his hair and much shorter than him),
bewildered by what was going on. Thomas grabbed his shoulder and leaned
forward, biting his neck. Hamilton winced/whined at the touch and again
attempted to free himself. James smirked at the noise before grabbing his ass.
"Fucking-" Alexander snarled before Thomas nodded at James and James let go of
him by shoving him forward. 
 Alexander turned to face the two men, slightly hairy chest bared and hickey
red on his neck. "You guys are disgusting..." he said lowly as he balled his
fists. Jefferson chuckled and took off his own thick coat, Madison following
suit. Hamilton started to turn away again before Thomas hissed, "Stay right
where you fucking are, Hamilton." Alexander glared at him and held his own arms
awkwardly. Thomas took off his cravat graciously as he sneered, "You'll let
that child Laurens fiddle you, so we want to show you how a real man fucks his
little boys.." Alexander shivered and turned hot. "Laurens...l-leave John out
of this..." James grumbled, "No." Jefferson leaned forward and snagged Hamilton
by his pocket, yanking him close and unbuckling his belt. "I don't-Hey-stOP-
" Alex complained, wiggling away from the men undressing him. "Stay...still..."
James growled as he flung the belt across the room. Thomas unbuttoned
Hamilton's pants and pulled them down, Alex tripping and falling on his back in
the process. Madison jumped to sit on his chest and keep him still as his
knickers were tossed across the room by Jefferson. "Oh-god-" Hamilton bleated
as he felt Thomas Jefferson's fingers crawl under his briefs and slide them
down his legs. Thomas fucking Jefferson. Just got him, Alexander Hamilton,
naked and dick yet still limp. James had pinned his hands to the ground and
kept him from doing much moving. But he still had his legs, and he kicked one
at Thomas in protest. His heel clocked him right in the nose, him hissing out
in pain. "Augh-You fucking-"  Jefferson thundered before holding both his now
hyper legs down to the ground. "Stop fucking objecting, Alexander. Just give us
the information and we won't have to do this to you..." James said after
leaning close to his face. "What-what information??" Alexander cried dryly.
"Why does Washington always have his eye on you? Why do you always get your way
with him? Are you fucking him too? Hell, we can make this a regular thing if he
can-" Thomas grunted as he began unbuckling his own pants. "I-I dunno! He-he
just likes me I guess?? Please, I don't understand-" he whined again,
attempting to wriggle free. As James started getting off of his chest, he
reached into his own pocket and pulled out a pipe and flint. He lit it, took a
hit, blew it in Alex's face, and handed it to Jefferson, who's pants were just
unbuckled and unbuttoned. Hamilton coughed and snorted, "Of course you two are
on fucking hemp..." Thomas took a long, condescending hit before blowing out a
thick cloud and giving a little cough. "Yep.. This is the good shit... none for
you until you tell us why you're so agreed upon. Why can I never get an idea
through to Washington but you get the world?" Alexander chuckled a little at
that. "Because you never have your own motherfucking plans, you just hate
mine.." Jefferson punched him in the stomach again with less force than before.
"Watch your mouth, sir! We can do this harshly or orderly.." Madison got around
behind his head and began undoing his own pants. "Ooh- fuck..." Ham groaned
lowly. "Get on your knees." Thomas demanded. "Fuck...fuck..." Hamilton repeated
in whispers as he slowly rolled himself over on his hands and knees. Jefferson
admired his asshole as Madison began adjusting his briefs down to whip his cock
out. Once done, he grabbed Alex's hair again and looked at down at him.
Hamilton looked at his giant erection and back up at him with eyes of distrust,
complaint, pleading. Suddenly, James shoved his dick into his mouth and started
thrusting into the back of his throat. "You better have no gag reflex-" he
grunted before moaning. Hamilton helplessly sat there and allowed them to do
what ever they wanted. Thomas had done the same, never taking off his clothes,
just adjusting his briefs and whipping out his even bigger cock, not that
Alexander could see. "You're about to feel how real men fuck~" Jefferson
growled. Alexander just whined on Madison's dick with disapproval. Jefferson
rubbed some lube on his erection and held Alex before shoving himself inside.
Hamilton let out a long groan that sounded like pleasure. "Yeah, I'll fucking
bet you like it you whore.. You used to fuck women, what happened to that? To
Maria? and Eliza? And Angelica?" Thomas sneered. "Mmmph-" Alexander grumbled on
Madison's dick. "Fuck- Do something, Hamilton," Madison barked as he shoved
himself deeper. Hamilton held back a gag and started swirling his tongue around
his dick reluctantly. Tears welled in his eyes and spit foamed from the corners
of his mouth as he worked with James and Thomas worked with him. "God-yeah-
I bet you love this-" Jefferson moaned with his thrusts. "Mm-Mmn," Hamilton
cried in disgust on James' dick as it slid in and out of his throat. Jefferson
thrusted harder and Alex moaned out. "Do-do that again..." Madison grunted, to
both of the other men. Thomas thrusted again and Alex moaned again, coaxing a
groan from Madison. They all sat in a reluctant sweaty pile thrusting into both
ends of Hamilton. Thomas squeezed his hips hard and drove himself balls deep
inside of the small immigrant. Alexander sobbed out in pain around James and
closed his eyes as tears ran out of them and down his cheeks. "You're...a
little bitch..." Madison grunted with thrusts. Alexander continued to cry while
sucking on James' dick as Thomas wrecked him. He really did have a long, thick
cock that was practically ripping him open. And Hamilton literally was crying,
pleading for them to stop with whines and groans. James suddenly started to
propel roughly into his mouth, choking him. "Yeah-Yeah-Fucking-Shit-" he
mumbled before he shot a load right down Hamilton's throat. He held it there as
his orgasm froze his body for a second before pulling out and sitting on the
floor against the couch a couple feet away. Alex threw up all over the floor
under his body as he was still being fucked from behind. "You're... fucking
disgusting..." Jefferson hissed as his hips rolled sloppily into Hamilton.
"Just speak. Tell us what your advantage is."James growled. Alexander cried
out, "I don't know what you're talking about! Please!" "You're pathetic...
you like this..." Thomas grumbled before thrusting faster. Hamilton just whined
in response and attempted to not fall in his own vomit. James just watched and
dressed himself. "Augh-Fuck-Yeah-" Thomas roared as his climax tipped and he
came into Alexander.
The immigrant shivered and held back a sob while Jefferson cleaned himself and
got dressed as well. "I... I can't believe you just..." he stammered as he sat
on the floor. Jefferson stood straight as he handed Hamilton his clothes in a
crumpled handful. "Get dressed and get out." he said bluntly with a dark tone.
Alexander began to do so. As he stood slowly and buttoned his pants he said,
"So what the fuck was the point of this then? You're just into me?" Jefferson
looked back at him hastily and snarled. "Watch yourself. I want to know what
your secret is. Your new secret. You didn't talk, so I'll have to catch you
again sometime." Alexander picked up his coat and quickly started out the door.
"Leave me the fuck alone!" he yelled as he decked out the door and down the
street, wiping his face in the process. 
***** Chapter 6 *****
Chapter Summary
     Philip Hamilton has his partner spend the night.
     Teens romantically loosing virginity.
  Philip Hamilton and Theodosia Burr had been dating almost two months now,
despite both of their father's wishes. "She's no good, the daughter of a dull
man with no integrity." "Seriously, him, the son of a bastard secretary?"
They'd both heard it all. But they didn't care, and now, the young lady took a
carriage to his house on a chilled Sunday dusk. His house approached quickly,
and she payed the escort before walking to his door. She simply knocked before
letting herself in. 
"Is that you, Teddy?" His smiley freckled face peeked around the corner at the
top of the stairs as he called. "Yeess," Theo replied sweetly, heading up to
him. Her large purple dress swayed gracefully as she held it to walk up the
steps. Philip stepped down and hugged her tight. "You look wonderful, my lady,"
he purred before backing up and bending to kiss her hand. Theodosia laughed a
little and held onto his hand as he led her into his room. "So quickly..?" She
smiled shyly. Philip blushed and stopped. "S-Sorry, I mean... I thought..." he
said nervously. "No, yeah, of course, but..." Philip nodded and slowed down,
taking her to the close-by bench to sit. "So. How was your day?" the boy asked,
looking over at her and half-smiling goofily. Theodosia giggled and bit her lip
a little, smirking at Philip. "It was fine.." she said, kicking her feet a bit.
"How was yours?" Philip replied, "Mine was okay.." They sat and looked at each
other awkwardly. Theodosia moved her hand toward him and Philip took it gently,
scooting a little closer to her.
"Philip?" the dark girl spoke softly. "Yes, Teddy?" said Philip. "Do you want
to take me to your room now?" she replied. Philip smiled and chuckled a little
before picking her up cradle-style, coaxing a hearty laugh out of them both as
Teddy wrapped her hands around his neck. He carried her down the hall and into
his room, tossing her on the bed. Theodosia laughed some more as he crawled on
top of her. Philip looked her in her eyes and intertwined one of his hands with
hers on the bed. "And... you're sure you want this...? That... you're
ready...?" He asked cautiously. They had talked about it their previous meeting
and planned this date. "Yes... Yes, Philip, I want this, I'm ready.." Theo
shyed, placing a hand on his shoulder. "And you're ready too.?" Philip nodded
and placed a kiss on her cheek. He chuckled as she slipped her thumb under his
coat and began taking it off, blushing at him. "You...you're beautiful..." he
spoke into her ear bashfully. Theo took his coat off of his arms and tossed it
to the floor before placing both of her hands on his cheeks. "You're very
handsome..." she replied quietly, rubbing his cheeks with her thumbs. Philip
leaned down closer and lowered his eyelids before very briefly and gently
placing his lips on Teddy's for the first time. Then he looked down at her
again, both of them a little star-struck. Theodosia pulled him closer again and
kissed him a little fuller, moaning into his mouth a bit. Philip slid both of
his hands under her back and kept her close as they held their kiss. Theo
pulled away a second and looked into his eyes before her hand went to remove
his cravat. He kissed her mouth openly as he helped and threw it at the ground.
Teddy opened hers over his and made out with him. Philip gently grinded his
hips down against hers. Theo felt it and let out a sharp breath. "Mmmm.."
Hamilton moaned into her mouth, his fingers travelling to the ties at the neck
of her dress. Theodosia gasped and put her hands on his shirt, simply holding
the collar to tease. Philip kissed her neck as he pulled the ribbon from the
top and tossed the piece to the ground. Theo quietly moaned as the air hit her
breasts. Her lover pressed his chest against them as he grinded on her again,
eliciting a harder breath from Burr. Philip kissed lower on her collarbone and
softly sucked on her skin as one of his hands gripped her rib cage right under
her chest. "Mmm.. Philip..." Theodosia lowly groaned, a hand going to his hair.
Philip shivered at his name being moaned and carefully cupped the underside of
her boob, holding it gently as he sucked lower and harder on her chest. Theo
breathily whined and closed her eyes tight, feeling his hands and mouth do as
they please with her breasts. Her nipples went hard as he licked one of them
rhythmically, teasing the other between two fingers. Theodosia pulled his hair
lightly and mumbled a little, her other hand reaching his tunic to unbutton the
top. Philip held some skin on her boob between his teeth as she made her merry
way down his top. Philip pulled away to help before Theo leaned forward to nip
at his newly exposed skin, her lips travelling loosely around his chest. "Mmnh-
Teddy-" Philip groaned quietly, her hands finishing his shirt and lips kissing
his pecks. He tossed it to the ground and put his hands on her face to kiss her
almost roughly, both of them sitting up a little so he was sitting in her lap.
Their lips danced before Philip introduced his tongue to her mouth. She
carefully swirled her tongue around his and traded mouths as they both made
little squeaks and moans. Philip kissed her harder and pinned her down to the
bed again, his hands curling in her wavy black hair as he grinded his now
nearly full erection against her core. Theodosia moaned out loudly before
suddenly shutting her mouth and groaning behind her teeth. Philip grunted
blissfully before he let his lips travel down her chest, kissing each of her
boobs delicately as he held them, then lower to her skirt. She bit her lip and
very lightly whined, Philip looking up at her and smirking as he hooked his
fingers into the fabric. He bit his own lip as he slid the half dress over her
fragile waist, down her legs, and tossed it off to the floor. Burr sighed as
her pantyhose her exposed and Philip took them off, too. He gasped and took his
eyes back at her beautiful, naked expanse.
  "Ph-Philip...?" she said shyly, glancing her face away embarrassed and
nervous. Philip looked at her and grinned wide. "You're so goddamn perfect..."
he whispered, a hand falling on her breast and slowly riding lower. Theodosia
smiled and laughed a little, her hips bucking and aching for touch. Hamilton
kept close eye on her facial expression as his hand glided past her belly
button, lower, at her waist, lower, until his fingers gently dipped into her
soaked slit. "Ah-Phil-" she moaned as two digits rubbed slow circles on her
clit. Philip watched her gorgeously contort as his hand stroked her pleasure
center. Theodosia moaned again and closed her eyes, holding the sheets in her
fists. Philip smiled and leaned forward to kiss her collarbone roughly as he
shifted his two fingers inside her. "Ow-Philip-Aow-" Theo whined at being
stretched. Philip immediately drew back and leaned away. "What, are you okay,
what did I.?" he asked cautiously, wanting to be sure everything is perfect for
her. "It's.. just.... slower..? Start.. smaller..?" 
  Philip nodded nervously and got closer, rubbing her core gently again.
Theodosia moaned and held his other hand thoughtfully. Philip intertwined their
fingers and layed their hands on the bed as he stroked rough circles on her
puss. "Mmnh- Yeah, Philip-" Theo whined, squeezing his hand and bucking her
hips. She could see his boner obviously peaking through his pants and groaned,
feeling a finger slide inside of her. "AAh-" she moaned out, her hands reaching
to squeeze the sheets and legs lifting her hips in the air. "That..feel good?"
Hamilton asked, taking his finger half out and thrusting back in. Teddy bucked
her hips and moaned again. "Y-Yes.." she whined wobbly. Philip thrusted again a
little harder, followed by a harder whine from Theodosia. He continued a pace
of out and in a little faster and harder. Theodosia was lost in frenzies of
moans, sharp gasps, and whines of Philip's name. She'd never even imagine this
intense of a pleasure. It grew as Philip slowly added a second and soon a third
finger, causing Theo to moan louder at each touch. "Oh, yeah..." she groaned,
squeezing one of her own breasts as Philip thrusted his three fingers into her
roughly. He moved her hand and sucked on her nipple as he thrusted more. Theo
gasped and froze her arm in the air as she graveled out. Philip felt her throb
and slowed down, soon taking his hand out of her. "Mmn-" Theodosia mumbled as
she felt his presence disappear after being so close. Philip watched her face
as he began slowly unbuckling his belt. 
  Theodosia nodded reassuringly and leaned forward to held him out, tossing the
belt to the side as he unbuttoned his pants. "God, I need you, Teddy," Philip
groaned as he began sliding them over his ass with one hand and held her cheek
with the other. "I want you so bad," she groaned back as she helped the
breeches to his knees. Philip quickly rolled over to toss his pants to the
floor and turned back to Theodosia, his dick nearly swinging out of his briefs.
"Oh my god, Philip..." Theo moaned quietly as he crawled closer to her,
grinding down on her roughly. He bit down on her neck a little and grinded
again, his dick so so close to entry. "Fuck-Philip-Pleaaaase-" She groaned
before she froze and put a hand over her mouth, nervously staring up at him.
Philip chuckled and put his hand on hers, moving it away from her face. "This
is a safe place... I want you to feel good, you can say what you like and do
what you like... This is our night..." He said softly, cupping her cheek.
Theodosia nodded and held the hand on her cheek, looking up at him and smiling.
Philip kissed her passionately as he grinded down on her one more time,
eliciting another hearty moan from her. He kept their lips and tongues locked
as he slipped off his briefs, Theodosia smiling into their kiss. She arched her
back against the bed as Philip got into position above her, shuddering
nervously. Philip shook nervously too, placing a finger under her chin so she'd
look up at him. "You're okay.?" She nodded and smiled weakly. "Make sure you
say something if you need anything at all, okay?" Theodosia nodded again and
held him closer, feeling him brush against her. "Ah-" she breathed a little.
Philip smiled and groaned, slowly stroking himself. Theo blinked and bit her
lip, watching his every move. She sat up and kissed him, putting her hands on
his. He moved his hands and gasped as she gripped his cock firmly and stroked
agonizingly. "Hnnn-Ted-Yes-" He grunted as her hands pumped him rhythmically,
pre slowly pooling out the tip. Theo spread the liquid around him and lubed him
up, Philip gasping and bucking uncontrollably already. She smiled and layed
back down, Philip crawling on top of her again. He propped himself on his elbow
and looked at his lover, using his other hand to guide himself into her. He
slowly pressed the tip against her and used his hips to help push him inside.
Theodosia pulled his hair and cried out, "S-s-s-slow!-Ahhw-Ow!" Philip popped
his eyes at her and stayed steady where he was, too scared to move. "Sh-shit,
sorry... I-it's better now, just... be extra careful.?" Philip kept his eyes
close on her face as he very gently pushed more of himself inside. She calmly
whined and spread her legs a little wider. Philip leaned down and sucked,
nipped, and kissed on her neck, chest, and breasts sloppily as he carefully put
more and more of himself into Theodosia. Theo was a grunting, moaning mess by
the time he had gone balls deep an began groaning himself. "You... you
ready..?" he breathed, pulling out a little. Theodosia whispered back, "P-
pleaase.." Philip thrusted back into her, causing them both to moan out loud in
unison. They smiled and laughed a little as he thrusted again. He kept a slow
cautious pace and kissed her lips hungrily as her hips bucked and her hands
groped his arms on the sides of her. "Ohhh, mygod, it feels soo good.." Theo
whined, bucking her hips up in time with his. Philip nodded and fucked her
gently. The room filled with patterned slaps and synchronized moans and grunts.
Philip had thought he heard something downstairs at some point, but didn't pay
mind when his duty called. "H...Har-harder!" Theo moaned, gripping his back
before closing her lips and holding another groan. Philip smiled at her and
kissed her lips, biting the bottom one and pulling. "Moan...moan for me, don't
hold back..." Philip grunted and thrusted harder, shuddering as he did so.
".f.f.f.fUck! yES, Philip!" she nearly screamed, arching her back and
scratching his skin. Philip moaned out loudly into the crook of her neck,
thrusting at a faster pace. Suddenly they both sternly paused as a knock came
to Philip's door. "Uh...kiddo? Could you, uhh. Keep it down a bit.? I had a
rough day." Alexander's voice sounded cold through the door. He sniffed like he
had been crying. Philip looked down at Theodosia and popped his eyes
surprisedly. "Yeah...S-sorry, Dad..." the young Hamilton said, biting his lip
and cringing. He stayed silent until the footsteps walking downstairs
disappeared and another door opened and closed. Theodosia cracked out in
laughter. "That-That was awk-awkward--ohmygOD-" she cackled. Philip had broken
out as well, laughing as he blushed and closed his eyes. "J-Jesus..." he
chuckled. They both died down and stared up at each other. Philip smoothly
began to pump into her again. Teddy didn't mind the transition, biting down on
his chest and moaning into his skin. Philip moaned back and wrapped his arms
under her to hold her closer as he thrusted a little harder than before.
Theodosia squealed into his chest and scratched his back again, her legs
reaching up around his waist to hold him close. They kept their steady pace and
became entranced in the roll of their bodies against each other. Theodosia
sucked on his neck roughly as she continued to muffle her whines and moans with
his flesh. "Aah..Teddy..yes..." Philip moaned as he snapped his hips up against
hers. Theo bucked back against him and bounced up and down against the bed at
his touch, moaning as loud as possible without being loud. Philip grunted and
squeezed her ass with one of his hands. Theodosia laughed and groaned again,
then kissing his neck. Philip smiled against her cheek and moaned gently into
her ear. Theo suddenly gasped and drove his dick deep inside her with her legs.
"Mo-More!" Philip grumbled and shuddered, slightly gurgling as he pumped
roughly inside of her and held her close by her head. "Fuuck, yes.." Theodosia
groaned out, pulling his hair. Philip grinded up into her hard as he thrusted,
moaning hoarsely and loud as he felt the friction between them. Philip and
Theodosia both moaned and bucked in unison, making out with each other
passionately. 
  Theodosia broke their kiss to whine out loud, "Ahhh-Philip! I-I feel iit!"
Philip laughed and moaned, thrusting into her violently and squeezing his eyes
shut. The bed creaked relentlessly at the toss of their bodies. Philip grunted
gruffly and drooled on her a little as he kept his vigorous pace. Theodosia
started gasping and wheezing louder and louder, scratching his back harshly and
squeezing him closer with her legs. Philip moaned loud between her breasts as
he propelled as hard, fast, and deep as he could into her. She still wheezed
approvals louder as he worked a major sweat and sore throat. "Mmnn-Yes-YeS-YEs-
Phil-ip!!" Theo yelled before kissing his neck and screaming into his flesh as
she came. Her cunt throbbed and gushed as she tightened around him and he rode
out her high, gasping and moaning louder. "God, Teddy, you're so beautiful when
you come.." he groaned, thrusting into her still. Theodosia smiled and breathed
as she rolled her hips along with his, trying to help him reach his release.
Philip cupped her head behind the ear as he bit his lip and moaned, thrusting
as much as his tired body could bare. "Yeah, Teddy, you feel so-so-" he gasped.
Theo squeezed his shoulders. "D-don't-" she warned right before he quickly
pulled out and came all over her chest, speaking too soon. "AAah-Ah-Shit-
Teddyyy.." he gravelled out, his hips and legs twitching as he finished and
fell next to her. They both lied there and panted for a second, catching their
breaths and drying off. Theo adjusted her hand and it accidentally bumped into
Philips, who took it gently and intertwined their fingers. She rolled over and
gazed upon him, messy haired and crooked smile. She scooted closer to him and
snuggled into his chest, sighing happily. "That was the most intense thing I've
ever experienced.." Teddy smiled. Philip wiped the sperm off her chest. "Same
here... you're amazing..." He placed his hand around her back and held her.
"I...I love you, Theodosia Burr. You're my one and only, and absolutely nothing
will change that." He said, kissing her forehead. Teddy looked up at him
widely, her eyes sparkling vividly. "I love you... So, so much, Philip
Hamilton..You'll always have my heart.." "And yours only." he added, grinning
at her with such tenderness and care. Theo layed into his neck again and kept
her hands on his chest. Philip wrapped her in warmth and kissed her nose,
indulging in the feeling of her breathing in his arms. Soon he heard a little
snore escape her just as he dozed off. "I..love you..." he whispered as they
fell asleep in each other's embrace.
 
***** Chapter 7 *****
Chapter Summary
     John Laurens checks in on his lover.
     (sorry, no real smut this chapter! Moving the story along :3 )
 John Laurens ran to Alexander's house and opened the door, letting himself in.
"Alex? Hamilton, my dear, I'm here!" John had received an anonymous telegraph
that sounded very rushed and despaired. He wanted to make sure Alexander was
alright. "I-in here, John," Alex said from his bedroom down the hall. John
rushed in and looked at Alex. "Hamilton, are you okay? I got a telegraph and-
- Oh my god.." He realized how old and tired he looked. His eyes and flesh were
pink and he had marks all over his neck. He sat next to him and hugged him
caringly. "What... what the fuck happened to you?" he asked sternly.
  Alexander pulled away and put a hand on his cheek, looking into his eyes with
sadness. "I... can't even say..." he said hoarsely. John tilted his head to
look all over his neck. "Who... who did this, Alexander?..Who beat you like
this?" Alex released a stressed chuckle and rolled his eyes. "What? Why the
fuck are you laughing, this isn't okay!" Alexander shook his head and looked at
the ground. "It-It's not... I just... Fuck..." Hamilton mumbled, glancing away
from John's steady gaze. Laurens put a hand on his back and shifted to meet
Alex's eyes. "If you don't tell me... I can't help you..." 
  Alex turned to him and snapped. "You can't help anyway! Nobody can help! It's
not something you can help, John! I just have to deal with it!" He threw his
hands in the air and choked back a sob, turning away to squeeze his eyes and
make the tears go away. John had stood and stepped away by the time he was done
yelling at him. "A-Alex..." he said quietly, wanting to reach forward before
seeing the look in Hamilton's eyes. Alexander sat there silently, his gaze
distant as he stared at the wall and breathed. John felt his eyes burn with
tears and balled his fists. "Fine! I just want to help you! I don't know what
the hell happened to you, but, fuck it. I don't care anyway!" He wailed before
running out of his house. Alex watched him leave and stared in his direction
blankly long after. "J-John..." he said quietly, tears falling down his face.
As he stood up to collect his rag on the table, he saw someone pass by his
door.
 "Oh, h-hey, Father.?" Philip said awkwardly, waving as he made some tea. He
stood in just some breeches and had a couple good bruises and marks on his
chest and neck. Alex quickly wiped his face off and faked a weak smile.
"Philip, how are you, my boy?" he said quietly, walking into the kitchen with
him. "Good, good," Philip replied, observing his father's wired face. "And
you?" Philip asked, stepping closer and taking a sip from his cup. Alexander
gulped and nodded. "Yeah.. Yes, Yes I am doing pretty...well... g-good
enough..." he said, leaning against the counter and sighing. Philip looked at
him and leaned next to him. He looked at Hamilton as he stared in the distance
and squinted in thought for a second. "...Father? I...I'm s-sorry if I... if we
were...uh..hehe.." Philip looked away and blushed, scratching his messy hair.
Alexander knew. 'Ahh, I feel it, Philip!' he remembered himself, laughing a
little. "W-what??" Philip burned red, pinching his face. "Nothing, Philip. It's
okay, I remember my first time..." "F-Father!!" Philip cringed more and turned
away, chuckling a little. Alexander laughed too and held his stomach a little.
"No, really Philip, I'm trying to be sincere. I was pretty loud, and your
mother was too," he said, glancing at Philip a little brighter. "Daaad, stooop,
Hahaha!" Philip laughed, covering his face with his hands. Alex chuckled some
more and sighed, looking at Philip. Philip peeked up at him between his hands
and straightened up, hoping the conversation was over. He stared deep into the
slick pools of sadness in his father's eyes and frowned a little. "Dad...
You're..Are you okay? I-I heard you and John yelling... and you seem... I
dunno... sick? Depressed..."  He asked, putting a hand on his shoulder.
Alexander sighed again, looking over Philip's shoulder at the wall. "Ph-
Philip... I... I'm not Okay... Something bad happened, but it's okay. You don't
need to know what it is, but what you can do is just help me out a little and
deal with me for a while." Philip nodded and wrapped his arm closer around his
dad. "O-Okay... Uhm, can I like...know anything about it..? Like... I dunno?
Why can't I know?" Hamilton shivered and clenched his teeth behind his lips,
hiding his emotions. "Uh-It's-Uh, of a personal matter, Phil, but I was
threatened, and I'm going to fix it." The young man nodded again and stood in
front of his father before hugging him tight. Alexander hummed and hugged him
back, smiling into his neck. Just as Alex pulled away and patted his shoulder,
a cheery voice rose from the top of the stairs.
  "Philip? Are you down here, baby?" Theodosia called, coming down the steps in
a long, white shirt. It took Alexander a second to realize that it was Philip's
shirt before his son stepped from behind him. "Yep, babe, just talking to my
Dad. I'll be up there in a second, and I'll bring you some tea." Theo smiled
and winked at Philip before turning around and heading back up the stairs.
Alexander turned and smirked at Philip, who had watched her leave with a gentle
smile on his face. He genuinely loved her. His eyes sparked when they layed
upon her. Alex put a hand on his shoulder. "Philip?" he said. "Yeah?" "I love
you, son. And you got a good girl there, I'll have to really get to know her
sometime," he said. Philip smiled at his dad and hugged him again quickly.
"Thanks, I love you too, Father. She is amazing, the most beautiful creature I
have ever met in my life.." He grinned boastfully, gripping the counter.
Alexander patted his back and walked away. "See you later, Phil," he said.
Philip said, "Bye," and grabbed a cup of tea before going through the kitchen
and up the stairs.
  Alex heard the front door open shortly after, as he put on his green coat.
"Alexander? I'm sorry.." Laurens called softly as he walked into his bedroom.
Hamilton smiled and held his hands as he sat next to him. "I'm sorry too...
Thank you..." John squeezed his hands. "It's okay if you don't want to tell me,
it's not fair of me to make you." Alexander nodded and leaned his head into his
chest. "I'm sorry... I-I just can't... it's work, personal stuff." John nodded
and stroked his hair. "I want to help you feel better about it though..." John
said, letting his hand slide down his back. Alex sat up and kissed is cheek.
"Thank you... I would like your help, just help me when I need someone..."
Laurens nodded and kissed his lips gently, putting a hand on his chest.
Alexander grunted a little and held onto Lauren's wrist. Laurens smiled on his
lips and used his other hand to palm Hamilton through his pants. All that did
was give Alex bad feelings, scooting away. "Nn...None of that..." he whimpered
softly, looking away embarrassed. John stared at him and palmed him softer.
"Wh-Why not? Are you mad at me?" he said sternly. Alex pulled his hand away and
scooted back. "No, no, I'm not mad at you..It's...Just-I-I said no, okay?" John
stared at him again and crossed his arms. "Why the hell are you like this,
Alex?" Hamilton looked back at him and sighed. "Please, John, I love you, I
just-I-I'm not in the mood, okay.?" Laurens stood up and looked at him. "Y-
you're kinda ridiculous sometimes... You'll fuck a random married woman but not
your best friend and long time boyfriend? Whatever." he said before walking
out. Alex stood and followed him out. "P-Please, John, you won't understand,
but I-I just-I need you, honey," he cried out, walking up to him and reaching
for his back. John stepped away and opened the front door. "Talk to me when you
appreciate my offers," he said before slamming the door after him. Alexander
reached his hand to the door, ready to go out and follow him, but giving up
instead. "W-what a horny, selfish bastard," he whined quietly as he collapsed
to his knees on the floor. 
  He put his head in his hands and set his forehead on the floor, suddenly
sobbing into his hands. "W-why does e-everything have to-to go wrong when I-I'm
in need?!" he wailed into his hands as he cried on the floor by the front door.
He needed Laurens the most, and he just left him because he wouldn't let him
touch his dick. That's not fair, it's bad enough his ex-wife is moving to
England and his career is over and his son is becoming a grown man, but he had
to be raped and threatened and broken-up with? Philip ran down the stairs and
kneeled to his Father's aid. "Father? Dad, dad, what happened? Father, it's
Philip, what's wrong?" he asked frantically as he held his shaking dad's
shoulders, listening to him wail. Hamilton fell into his son's arms and cried
and cried, squeezing his coat in his fists. "J-Jooohn! He-He's such a fucking-
he-fuck!" the older Hamilton whined into his son's shoulder. "Father, it will
all be okay, I will help any way I can..." he said as Alexander began to die
down a little. Theodosia peeked from the top of the staircase and ran down in
her purple dress, sitting next to Philip and patting his father's back. "What's
wrong with him, Philip?" she asked softly. "He can't say, but this is what he
meant when he told me to help him, just help him through it... it must've been
pretty bad..." Philip whispered back, rubbing Alexander's back soothingly.
Hamilton looked at Philip after a short time and wiped his own face off with
the back of his hand. Philip patted his back and stood up, holding his hand
out. Alexander took at and stood up, pulling Philip's head closer and kissing
it briefly before quietly walking into his room and shutting the door behind
him. Theodosia stood next to Philip and looked at him a little worried,
squeezing his arm. Philip squeezed her hand and sighed. 
***** Chapter 8 *****
Chapter Summary
     Alexander goes to his best friend in his time of need, since his (ex)
     boyfriend did nothing to help.
  Marquis de Lafayette had always been there for Alexander. Alex told him some
of his darkest secrets. His life's story. He was quite literally his best
friend of all time. And Gilbert felt the same for Alex, he told him some of his
secrets and dreams to free France. They both shared so much cherished time
together. He happened to not be busy with Mulligan today, so Hamilton invited
him over for lunch. Lafayette happily obliged, getting to his house in timely
fashion.
  "Mon ami, long time no see," Gilbert called out as he hugged Alexander, whom
had just opened the door for him. "Hey, Lafayette.." Hamilton said weakly,
hugging him back. Marquis pulled away and looked into his eyes. "You look
rough, Alexander. Are you alright?" Hamilton swallowed and shook his head,
leading Gilbert inside to the couch. "My, Hamilton, what happened? Do you want
to talk about it?" Alexander looked into his eyes and clenched his teeth,
squeezing Lafayette's coat sleeves. "I...want to...but it's hard...and John
left me...and everything is just too much!" He whimpered and looked away, his
eyes stinging. Marquis firmly but sweetly held his arms. "Hey...it's okay,
Alexander. I'm your friend, yes? You can speak whenever you like, and don't
hold back your feelings..." Alexander looked into his eyes again and nodded. He
was so nice, so caring. He really acted like he cared. Hamilton nodded slowly.
"Y-Yeah...thank you, Marquis... It-it started when... about 4 days ago...James
Madison invited me to his house..." Lafayette nodded and carefully listened to
Alexander's story, sometimes gasping or squeezing his arm soothingly.
"They...they raped me, Marquis. They th-think I'm fucking Washington or
something??? So they f-fucked me. Thomas Jefferson and James Madison g-ganged
me. I kneeled in my own vom-vomit." Hamilton was shaking and crying a little,
his voice cracked and weak. Marquis' eyes watered. "Oh-Oh my god, Alex... what
the fuck is wrong with them?? Th-they have no right to just-just... Jesus
Christ, Hamilton..." Lafayette choked a little and hugged him tight, stroking
his hair. Alexander cried into his shoulder and neck and whimpered
uncontrollably. Lafayette cried a little for him. "Oh, Alex... mon ami, if you
ever need anything from me, do not be afraid to ask." Alexander nodded and
pulled away to wipe his face, placing a hand on Gilbert's knee. Marquis blushed
slightly and looked into his eyes. "Of course... thank you, Gilbert..thank
you..." Alex said softly. Gilbert looked at his neck a little. "Oh god, and
Laurens doesn't know? Look at what they did to you, Oh mon Dieu..." Hamilton
put his hands in his pockets. "He saw the marks and begged me to tell him,
tried to force me to, and I couldn't, the wounds were still fresh...Then he
left, came back, apologized, and tried to fuck me. I told him no, he still
didn't put the puzzle pieces together and broke up with me." Lafayette watched
him start to cry again. "Alexander, that's awful... you two were so close, I
know he misses you..." Hamilton shook his head. "Probably not, he's just a
selfish fool. I don't know if I could trust him to know about it.." Lafayette
put a hand on his shoulder. "He wants you, I could promise... you need to trust
him, you guys need each other, he was probably just drunk. I will help you get
him back. And we can keep him off the ale." Hamilton looked down and put his
hand on the one on his shoulder, blushing a little behind his messy hair. "Mmn,
sure..Yes, fine." he said softly, looking back up and putting his hand down in
his own lap. Marquis nodded. "I'm so sorry you had to go through all of that...
Jefferson is an arrogant jerk, he has no respect or dignity, and he deserves
none." Gilbert balled his fists. Alexander nodded back and shut his eyes. "My
son almost found out... I had to keep the important part away but told him to
just take care of me. Him and his girlfriend witnessed me sobbing on the
floor." Lafayette's eyes popped. "God, I'm so sorry. You have a great son,
Alexander. I've always known he would do great things..I'm glad you have him."
Hamilton nodded and hugged him again. "Thank you... I do..he's..." he trailed
off and they pulled away silently, their eyes locking.
  Alexander blushed and breathed, not breaking eye contact. Gilbert stared back
and moved the hand on his shoulder to his neck. Hamilton shuddered and breathed
again, suddenly feeling hot. Before either of them knew it, their lips had
clashed and danced gracefully, their hands holding each other close. Hamilton
moaned into his mouth, squeezing their chests together by his back. Marquis
made entrance with his tongue, swirling it with Hamilton's as they traded
mouths. Lafayette reached for Alex's cravat, taking it off and tossing it to
the floor before getting his own. Hamilton whined a little and reached for
Gilbert's coat, pulling it over his shoulder. Laf moaned quietly and took the
coat off, reaching to help Alex with his next. Alexander tossed it aside and
started unbuttoning his own shirt. Laf reached for his shirt as well. He
breathed sensually before abruptly pausing, buttoning it back up. "Wait..wait
this-this isn't right... I'm with Hercules, Alex, I'm sorry..." Alexander
whimpered shakily and nodded. "Yeah, I-I understand..." Lafayette looked him in
the eyes, clenching his teeth and wincing in thought. Hamilton stared back,
sitting there breathing heavily, his hair messy and shirt half un-tucked and
half unbuttoned. His face sat dumbly, lips lightly pursed. "Oh, god, I'm in
love with you-" Marquis whined, pulling him back in for a kiss and taking his
own shirt back off. Alexander happily moaned into his mouth and pressed their
now bare chests together, feeling the heat coming off of him. Suddenly they
both pulled away, their arms still wrapped around each other. "What...what the
hell are we doing?" Hamilton asked, a smile wide on his face. Lafayette smiled
back. "I don't know, but this is the biggest grin I've seen on your face for a
long, long time, Mon ami..." Alexander pulled their faces close by his cheeks
and sensually whispered, "Mon amour..." Gilbert shuddered and bucked his hips
up against Alex's, eliciting a hearty groan from them both. "Nnh, oh god I
dunno if I.." Alex said shyly. Marquis paused and looked at his bruised and
bitten body. "Sh-shit, yeah... did they...are you..?" Laf reached down and
groped him a little through his pants. Hamilton gasped and arched his back a
little, holding onto the couch under them. "Th-that part is okay.." he panted,
answering Gilbert's question. He nodded and groped Alex harder, softly kissing
the marks on his neck. "Mmmh- ha, Laf.." he sighed dreamily, tipping his head
back before Gilbert fiddled with his belt. He delicately slipped his pants and
boxers off, admiring his half-hard and average sized dick. Hamilton trembled
and half opened his eyes down at Laf, his head still tipped back. "Heh...You-I-
-Laf.." Marquis stopped and looked at him once more. "Yes, you okay? I-I can
stop if-" "No, it's...I..Love you..Gilbert.. you're the first one in a
millennia to even ask me if I'm okay during sex...You have always been there
for me...I love you..." he whimpered slightly, kissing his lips. Lafayette
smiled into the kiss and giggled a little. "Mon amour, I have always loved
you... You are so smart and passionate, so handsome and..hungry~" he whispered
the last word, nipping his ear. Hamilton shuddered and smiled wide, holding
onto Laf's floofy bun. Marquis smiled back at him before getting to his knees
on the floor, positioning himself between Alex's legs. Hamilton gasped and
breathed quickly, legs jittering a little in excitement. God this felt so damn
right. Gilbert grinned a little deviously and held onto his knees tightly,
licking his lips. Alexander looked down at him and moaned a little, desperate
for his touch, his big lips, his smooth hands. "Mmh, Alexander, you are
fantastic.." Lafayette sighed before leaning in and gently kissing the side of
his shaft. Hamilton gasped and whined out a little. The frenchman sloppily
kissed and sucked around his shaft before wrapping his mouth around the
erection. "Ah-ahhh-mmh, Lafayette~" Hamilton squeaked and moaned, holding onto
his hair and bucking forward. Marquis hummed on him and brought all of him into
his mouth, swirling his tongue around his throbbing cock. Alexander groaned and
twitched more, whimpering and pulling his hair. Gilbert moaned and bobbed his
head, scratching at his thighs. Alexander cried out and pushed his face down by
the back of his head, a beckon for Marquis to give him more. Lafayette grunted
and breathed heavily as he bobbed faster, working his tongue and throat. "Oh-oh
my god, mmh Marquis..." Alex groaned, his hips bucking up over and over. Laf
moaned on him again and worked faster, skimming his teeth lightly up and down
his shaft. The smaller man continuously breathed and moaned at every little
touch. Marquis scratched at Alexander's legs and hips more, making him pant
happily. "Ah-Ahaheh, thats- unngh.." Hamilton whimpered out, pulling
Lafayette's hair and rolling his hips. Gilbert gently fondled Alex's balls as
he sucked his dick, tonguing the tip fervently. "Nnn-hn-hn... I-I'm close..."
he gravelled out, hunching forward a bit. Marquis paused and pulled away with a
pop, grabbing his length softly and stroking it. "Already? I thought you had a
little more gaul than that, mon amour.." Lafayette teased. Hamilton blushed and
twitched hard. "Well, I guess you're good at your job then, Gilbert~" he
croaked sweetly, his hips rolling quickly. Lafayette smiled and held his mouth
open wide, still jerking him off vigorously. Hamilton squeezed the couch
cusions so hard he hurt his palms and panted wildly, his throat dry and hoarse.
He gasped louder and louder and shook more and more until moaning Lafayette's
name loudly and coming all over his face, trying to make it into his mouth.
Gilbert aimed his squirting cock into his mouth, eating up what was left to
finish. "Mmm, you taste amazing, Alexander.." Lafayette moaned at him, licking
what was on his lips. Alex watched his cum-covered face smile bright at him and
blushed, smirking back contently. 
Just then a knock came to the door before it opened slowly. "Gilbert..?"
Hercules' voice asked softly, his head peeking around the door to the sight of
the two on the couch. Alexander, ass naked, dick out, face sweaty. Gilbert,
shirt off, face cum covered, hands on the immigrant's hips. They both quickly
turned and stared at Hercules in shocked silence. "Laf..?" he whispered
hoarsely, shaking with a boquet of flowers in his hand. Marquis quickly picked
up a tunic and wiped off his face, standing frantically. "Babe-its not-I-
Hercules-" he stuttered, knowing he's fucked. Alexander quickly threw on his
pants, whimpering a little to himself. "Wh-why? I--I thought--you-
we...Gilbert!" Mulligan couldn't even muster up anything to say through his
tears. He just threw the flowers on the ground, pedals and leaves going all
over the foyer/living area. Hamilton just gasped and hid behind the couch,
watching Lafayette walk over to Hercules. "Hercules, I-I didn't- We just.. I'm
sorry..." Hercules snapped at him, tears drowing his cheeks. "No you're not!
You don't even seem hurt! You aren't sorry! I knew something was wrong, you
didn't even smile when I told you I love you. I love you and you don't give a
fuck! I knew you loved Alex. Go, be happy, we are THROUGH!" Mulligan sobbed
out, voice hoarse and cracking. He quickly ran out of the house, choking out
sobs and throwing a small black box behind him. Marquis walked over to it and
immediately knew what it was. He almost cried at the sight, feeling terrible
about breaking his heart. "He-he was gonna..." Gilbert said softly, opening the
box to a small diamong ring with a brass band. Hamilton's eyes welled and he
shut them, burying his face into the couch. "Lafayette I-I didn't mean to...I-
I'm sorry, I'm so sorry..." he whimpered into the fabric. Laf quickly turned to
him, his face softened worriedly. "No, ninonononono, Mon amour, I wouldn't have
even said yes...I knew he loved me but I-I never loved him back..Dieu, that
sounds horrid, but its true. I've never loved anyone else besides you,
Alexander Hamilton.." Alexander looked up from the couch and laughed a little,
his smile shining through his tears. "Vous promettez?" he whimped, holding out
his hand. Gilbert smiled gently and took it. "Je promets.." he whispered
sensually before kissing his hand over and over. Hamilton giggled lightly and
let him kiss his hand, his sweet lips travelling all over his palm, fingers,
knuckles and wrist. "Mmmhm, this feels so wrong..." he whispered to the
frenchman. Marquis stood and went around the couch to sit next to him. "This is
the most right thing I've ever done.." he said back softly before delicately
kissing his lips. Alex smiled into the kiss before pulling away. "And I've
never been happier.."
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