I almost dozed off before dinner.

Luckily, Connor made sure I was awake to actually go.

Obviously, we acted like nothing was going on in front of Richard, but for some reason, I felt like he knew something happened.

He didn't say anything though.

"Mark is expected back soon. Todd will be staying overnight to help get the client adjusted. He'll be back by morning," he finally informed.

Alright, good to know. It really felt like they were spacing out times to get me alone or something.

Probably my imagination.

"I'm surprised it's not mark who stayed," I said, because honestly, Todd liked to ditch his responsibilities a lot.

Richard sighed, "from what I'm aware, they flipped a coin on who stayed and who came home."

Connor and I let out a snort, "flip a coin?" Connor seemed to find it equally hilarious. "Are they children?"

"I'm just glad they didn't do it in front of the client," Richard admitted with a sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Besides that, what did you two do all day?"

"Well, you already know I worked out this morning. After that, i played video games and watched some television with Connor."

Connor nodded in acknowledgment. "Before that I was studying in my room."

Richard nodded, acknowledging us both.

I half wondered what Richard did, but realistically, he was probably doing paperwork for the company. No days off as the CEO and founder.

"What are the plans for tomorrow?" Connor asked me.

"Well, I have tomorrow off as well, so probably similar to my schedule today. Though, I do need to catch up with my sister tomorrow. So I'll probably head out for a few to get coffee with her."

"She's in town?" Richard asked.

I nodded, a small smile on my face, "She's still traveling quite a bit for work and her travels brought her here for a few days."

"Well, wish her well for me. I'd invite her to stay here but she'd likely reject the offer."

"Probably. She's pretty minimalistic."

We then finished up eating. I offered to collect the plates and Richard simply nodded as I grabbed them all. We may have had maids and butlers everywhere, but it doesn't hurt to make their life a lot easier.

The staff in the kitchen took the dishes from me almost immediately, but seemed to appreciate the gesture. I waved them goodnight and left for my room.

Connor was leaning against my door, smirking a bit. When I walked over, he grabbed my waist and pulled me close. "Thought I'd give you a kiss goodnight."

"That's cheesy," I said with a light laugh. He shrugged, smiling at me before connecting our lips for a short, yet very pleasant kiss.

"Night Tim. Remember, we're all talking when Todd gets back."

I nodded, "I know, I know. Goodnight Connor."

He gave me one last kiss before heading off to his room. I went into mine and fell flat on my bed.

I wasn't exactly tired, but my body felt sore. Probably since i forgot to stretch after my workouts. Couldn't help it since Todd was there. Beautiful Todd.

Didn't change that my muscles were sore. I stretched out across my bed, trying to hold the stretch for as long as possible.

God, I should've gone over to Connor's room to get a back massage. He probably would've been down.

I heard a knock at the door and glanced up. Expecting Connor.

Instead I was met with Mark, who looked amused.

"What are you up to?"

"I forgot to stretch after working out and before too, so my muscles are sore," I informed, stretching one again.

He hummed moving closer, "want a back massage?"

I nodded and he took off his jack, moving to straddle my legs. He definitely didn't need to do that, but I didn't care.

He brought his hand to my shoulder blades, kneading the skin there. He put just enough force for me to feel the tension disappear. I practically melted into the mattress.

"How was your day working with Todd?" I asked with a purr as he reached a particular rough knot between my shoulder blades.

Mark thought for a moment as he continued the pressure on my back. "Well, the client was nice and understanding. Todd behaved himself. Rare occurrence. He seemed pretty happy so things went well."

Todd was happy? Was it because we were intimate?

My heart leaped a bit at that. Todd being happy because of me?

"I don't blame him though, spending any time with you is a blessing."

So it was me? That made me happy, but it seemed to hard to believe.

"Why are all of you so interested in me?" I asked softly. I liked the attention, but honestly, I didn't get it. They never really showed any affection before then. So everything just seemed sudden.

Mark seemed to sense that, pausing. "Tim, you may not have noticed it before, but we've all been into you a long time. When you came to live here, it was brighter and more lively. You're gorgeous and funny and fun to hang around. It was hard not to like you."

I just shrugged and didn't react any more than that.

Mark wasn't having that an got off me, flipping me on my back like I weighed nothing to him.

That's hot.

"Hey, I'm serious," he assured. "The only reason we didn't flock to you when you moved in was because Richard was against it."

"Huh?"

"You seriously didn't see how we looked at you? He could tell by a glance."

"Wait," I sputtered. "Then why now?"

He hummed, adjusting his body so his arms rested beside me and his legs caged mine. "Why now indeed. I don't know. I don't know why Todd broke, or Connor and i don't know why I'm so willing to puss of Richard myself. But I want to be with you, just like them, no matter the consequences."

I swallowed dryly, face hot, unsure of what to say.

"I know we're going to talk about everything together, figure out what's comfortable and what isn't. And I know that I wouldn't be the only one who got to be with you. But I still want to be with you, and be your only one."

"You're cheesy."

He chuckled, "a bit. Do you like it?"

"I like you, so obviously I'd like it."

Mark seemed happy with that, hiding his head in my shoulder. I could feel his smile against my neck. "You really know how to make a man happy."

He pulled away and ducked himself down to my lips, hovering an inch away, almost asking in his hesitation.

I wrapped my arms around him and closed the distance, eyes fluttering closed. He hummed into the kiss and licked my lips. I happily parted them as he dove in.

Out of three of them, Mark seemed to be the most experienced when it came to kissing alone. With one of his free hands, he pulled down my pants, palming my cock through my boxers.

He was trying to get it going and it wasn't going to take much work.

"God I want to plow your ass." He mumbled under his breath after briefly pulling away from my mouth.

"You all said that, why don't you just do it?"

He sighed, pausing, "we should all really talk first before we do that."

Okay, probably.

"That doesn't mean I still can't wreck thy pretty little ass of yours."

"Huh?"

Mark pulled away from me, sitting on his legs. I tried to sit up to follow him but he pushed me back and sent a look that screamed 'stay put.'

He pulled off my boxers and pants all the way and yanked my whole torso so my pelvis touched his stomach. He pulled a bottle out of his pants pocket and tossed it gently beside me.

A glance down made me realize it was lube.

If he wasn't fucking me, what was he going to do?

"Judging by the look on your face, I'm guessing you've never fingered yourself before?"

What?

He chuckled warmly, spreading my legs a bit and exposing my ass to him, "I'm about to open another door sweetheart. Feel free to tell me to stop if you don't like it."

I nodded and reached my hands back to grip at my pillows.

Mark picked up the lube and poured some of the substance. It looked slippery and when he poured some on my ass, I felt it drip right on my asshole.

It wasn't cold, but colder than I expected, causing my to shiver.

He spread the lube on his fingers until they were thoroughly coated. He brought it down to my ass and-

"Uhmpf-"

He paused and looked at me, "you all right?" He asked

I nodded, "just strange."

He nodded back and continued.

It was strange. A foreign object entering my body. A single finger, it was intrusive and unpleasant and stung a bit.

Maybe it gets better?

He pushed deeper and deeper inside me, his long finger reaching deep. I felt the knuckle against my hole and then he curled his finger.

I gasped in shock, gripping the pillows harder.

He seemed to like my gasp as he curled it again, prodding around as if searching for something.

"Ahhh~!"

"What a pretty sound, look like I found your sweet spot."

I didn't know what he meant, but he kept prodding this tight bundle of nerves over and over and it felt so good. My legs felt weak and were probably shaking like hell.

I hardly even noticed when he slipped in a second finger. It stung a few seconds before it joined pleasurable and pleasant throbs from that sweet spot. He kept thrusting his fingers at that sweet little bundle and I was just inching towards my climax, but unable to quite reach it.

Then he curled his fingers.

"Mark!" I squeaked before my vision went white, legs heavily tended, body tended before everything relaxed all at once.

"Untouched? Quite the skill there. Let me get a rag to clean you up."

He moved to leave and I weakly gripped his shirt, "you didn't cum yet?"

"I don't need to. I'm happy to make you feel good." He cupped my face tenderly, smiling warmly. "Not everything has to be returned."

And he went for the rag, coming back to clean me off. He was gentle and careful to avoid maligning me over sensitive.

"Is you back still sore? I can still finish that massage."

I shook my head, "feels so much better, thank you."

"You feel sleepy?"

I did actually, so I nodded. Mark smiled and captured my lips for a final kiss, "then rest up, talk to you tomorrow."

He turned off my lights as he left the room and I realized I was still in my day clothes, so I stumbled to my dresser and changed before falling on my bed and passing out.

That day was a dream come true.