My shower had some time devoted to my hand,!8 wouldn't lie.

By the time I was washed and redressed in a white button up and black jeans, I went to lunch.

The others were there, besides Mark and Todd.

"Where did Mark go? I asked as I sat down.

Richard let out a fun little hum, "Mark and Todd have to pick up a client. They're escorting them to their hotel."

"That makes sense."

Connor glanced over at me, eyeing me up and down, "how was your workout?"

"Normal. Todd bugged me for a bit but wasn't too much of a bother." I felt some heat find it's way to my cheeks and I shook the fluster away.

Todd's package popped into my head and all I could think of was riding it.

Gah! Lunch!

"So, pretty normal day so far."

Connor nodded, "sounds good."

The three of us are in silence and that was perfectly alright with me.

When I finished, a cleaned up my place and left back to my room. Just. A quick "see you at dinner" before leaving.

Sometimes it was like that. Can't always keep up conversation.

So I chilled in my room for a bit, watching tv and playing games. That is, until Connor peaked in.

"Hey Tim, what are you up to?"

"Just video games," I said causally as i navigated some difficult terrain.

"Mind if I watch?"

I shrugged, "go ahead, it's nothing really interesting though."

Connor smiled and sat next to me on the couch in front of the TV.

I played for quite a bit when I felt something on my knee.

Oh, Connor's hand.

It was strange, but didn't bother me.

That is, until Connor's hand started creeping up my thigh.

What was he doing? I tried to ignore it as I played, but small gasps left my lip when he started massaging my upper inner thigh, gentle and kind.

He wanted a reaction out of me.

And he got it.

"Don't stop playing, looks like an enemy is about to attack." Connor warned.

I tried to defend my character and I was almost distracted from Connor's antics when he moved my legs onto the couch and crawled between my legs.

Fuck the game.

The controller fell from my hands and i fell back against the couch. Connor looked at me sheepishly, as if he did nothing wrong. I took purchase of the arm of the couch as he slowly slid off my pants.

"If you don't want this, you can say no."

Right, I could say no. But did I want to?

Not r-

Fuck, Todd.

"I- I don't know. I still need to talk to-"

"Todd fucks around, he wouldn't kind sharing." Heat rose to my cheeks again. Connor smiled kindly at me, "I uh, know you two got each other off."

"And you still want me?"

"Fuck yeah," Connor confirms. "I've been wanting to fuck your tight little ass for ages."

Fuck. Oh fuck. That went directly to my cock. He wanted me? Todd wanted me?

What's next? Mark?

Fuck.

Maybe even Richard li-

No, no. Definitely not.

"I'm sure half the city wants a taste of you. You're fucking gorgeous."

Shit. Oh shit. It sent shivers down my spine to hear him say that.

He tugged at my pants again, getting them off my ass and around my thighs. This time, taking my boxers too.

He seem impressed by what popped out, slowly stroking it to get a sense of it. He dipped his head down and started kissing up my thighs, teasingly slow.

"I just want to mark you up. You'd look so pretty covered in hickeys. But you'd look sexier moaning around my cock."

I whimpered in need, every inch of my body feeling hot.

Connor just smirked as his licked my balls. Which is weird but fuck it sent a shock through my whole body.

He slowly licked up my shaft to the underside of my cock, licking precum off my tip before mouthing over it. Then in a single gulp, as if he had done it a million times, Connor swallowed me whole.

"Fuck!" I yelped, and I could feel him chuckle as it vibrated on my cock. His mouth was so wet, and hot. Nice and tight. And his tongue. He dragged it across the skin he could reach, flattening it out and thinning it to trace along curbs and tease as he started a harsh bob.

I was not going to survive this.

I couldn't hear myself, but I was probably moaning like a Bitch in heat.

Worth it.

My hands fell to his hair, gripping large locks. He groaned at that, and looked up at me, pausing to nod.

Oh fuck. Did he want me to fuck his face? Cause I could totally do that. He gripped my thighs, holding tight and I assumed that was confirmation.

I gripped at Connor's hair even tighter and shoved his head down harshly. He groaned at the movement and even seemed to like it?

Fuck.

I yanked him up until he was almost off before shoving him back down. His mouth was a goddamn dream and he was interested in getting face fucked.

So i didn't hold back. I let the tight warm and wet mouth bob in my cock harshly, feeling teeth brush against my erection every so often.

He was definitely hard as shit. I wanted to help him out-

"Fuck!" I didn't even realize that I was so close. The pool of arousal leaving me and escaping into Connor's awaiting mouth.

He swallowed everything I gave like he'd done it a million times.

Had he? Didn't matter, what mattered was how fucking satisfied he looked.

I glanced down and saw he was still hard as hell. No noticed my gaze and smirked, grabbing my arms and pulling me to a sitting position.

"You don't have to do anything sweet cheeks, just sit there and look pretty while I give you a facial."

My cock gave a very interested but tired tingle, and I nodded, sitting on my calves as he toon himself out of his jeans. It reminded me to tuck myself back in.

He already seemed pretty close, and it was pretty hot to see his cock this close. He was packing too. God, it's was unfair that Todd and Connor were both big.

And he was throbbing. The way his hand moved against his skin was tantalizing, drops of precum dripping from the ends.

"Why don't you open you mouth and try and catch it all like a good boy?"

It was strange that someone younger was saying that to me, but it made my body tremble. And i happily parted my lips and let my mouth open wide.

Connor just smirked as his face scrunched you. He bit hit lip and let go.

It was thick globs, suggesting it had been awhile, and it splattered over my face, most landing in the open mouth, some getting on my eyelid and the rest landing near my mouth.

I was hot, warm I mean. And the taste in my mouth was strong, salty and gross, but I stuck my tongue out and cleaned up whatever I could reach.

And I swallowed.

"Fuck that's hot. Let me get you a towel," he went to my connected bathroom and fished out a towel, dampening it before coming back.

He kindly wiped away at my face, cleaning it. When he was done, he peppered my face with featherlight kisses, hands on my thighs.

"You're fucking gorgeous, don't forget that," he said it so passionately that I just nodded. "Good. Now, wanna cuddle until dinner before Todd comes back and wrecks your ass?"

"You inherited the good looks but not the personality," I joked with a chuckle, putting my arms around him.

He just shrugged, pulling us to a laying position on the couch, reaching for the remote to change the tv to actual television. "You like it."

"I do," I admitted, smiling to myself. "I didn't realize you liked me."

"I wanted to rail your ass for years. Todd's the same. Pretty sure Mark would do it gladly too. You are beautiful as hell." He playfully pinched my ass and i jokingly swatted at his hand.

"You all have terrible taste," I teased, feeling him wrap my arms around as soon as he switched to movies, letting whatever play out. "What does this mean though, for us?"

Conner snuggled close, "whatever you want. If you don't want to have multiple boyfriends, that's fine, an open relationship is not for everyone. If you want it though, we can all talk about it together."

I thought about it for a moment. I didn't mind the idea of all the guys I knew being into me. I just didn't want to upset any of them. I liked being with Todd and with Connor. I'd probably like being with Mark too. And if Richard ever asked me, I'd drop down in my knees for him.

So I guess, I was okay with an open relationship.

"We should all talk about it."

Connor hummed in acknowledgement and we stayed together for quite awhile. And I couldn't had been more happy about it.