Three's company

I know find myself in the fun, albeit awkward position of being in two triangles.  Normally one would say "love triangles" but love isn't involved here.  These triangles are based on sex.  So maybe they should be called "sex triangles".

So when I first hooked up with Terry, I asked him if there was anything I could do for him.  I mean, he was eating me out for hours at a time and wanted nothing in return.  The least I could do was try and do something he liked.  I didn't know at the time that what he liked would be watching me fuck some other guy.  Since I didn't know him that well, I just blew this request off. I didn't feel doing anything extra for a guy I didn't know that well.  Fast forward 5 months and the same request has come up again. This time I gave it more thought and after much agonizing, I decided to say yes.

The other sex triangle involves two of my classmates.  As a refresher, I'm in cooking school and surrounded by lots of cute boys who cook.  In order to pass the first class, I must volunteer to work 22 hours at events the cooking school is catering.  A few weeks back, I was working an event with Sam the baker.  Sam looks like Jesse James - minus the bags of money and motorcycles- and is always friendly.  So while I'm doing the set up, Sam turns to me and says "I thought it was the new millennium".  I say it is and he says "so when are you going to ask me out?"  Kind of a clever intro and the confirmation that I needed about his interest in me. I probably would have waited another month or so before even thinking about asking him out.  I treat my classmates like co-workers and I don't like to shit where I eat.  I've done it twice before and it was weird afterwards both times.  

Now that you have the background, here's where the triangle part comes in.  Sam the baker's good friend is a guy named Clay, who was interested in asking me out. I don't find Clay attractive, so I told him that I have a boyfriend.  Clay was at the same event as myself and Sam the baker.  After the event Clay invited me to join him and Sam the baker for drinks.  I didn't have any plans, so I thought why not.  What I didn't know was that by drinks, he meant two tall cans of King Cobra. Drinking malt liquor was not what I thought I'd doing with my Saturday afternoon.  So while I'm drinking malt liquor in a car no less, Clay and Sam the baker are taking turns trying to figure out which one of them I like.  Then for no reason at all, each one gets out of the car momentarily so they can try and throw their best game at me.  It was really pointless. I already knew who I was into (Sam the Baker) and I was getting drunk as well as stoned (Sam the Baker had a joint), so I don't remember what either of them said.  Now when I see them at school, each one tries to get me alone from the other one.  What I don't understand is how Clay doesn't see that I'm not into him.