Now that I was heading back home, I thought I could process the week I just had, but I honestly wasn't sure I could. Was I expecting to be flying to Florida right as a hurricane hit and be fucked merciless ever day for the sole purpose of being stretched so Cedric's monster cock could fit in my tight virgin hole?

No.

It didn't even happen! They tried their best, but with my amateurish pain tolerance, we were not able to achieve much progress. Elijah could barely have his way with me without causing some intense discomfort.

I'd argue it was not my fault. I did not ask to be put in this scenario with two guys who had large packages in two very distinct ways. I was more than fine dating two people, but this was just pushing it.

When I had first fooled around with them before this happened, I knew in the back of my mind that somehow I'd end up the bottom. Elijah's personality left no room for any other choice, even before he revealed his preference. And Cedric just looked like a masculine top ready to ruin holes across the country.

And that left me. I wondered what I seemed to other people.

Either way, I was content with our week-long sexcation. Everything I experienced and felt with them was surreal and unlike anything I could have ever imagined.

But secretly . . . I was glad it was over. My body could not handle another day of this. If we had continued, I might have had to visit a doctor to check my ass for any damage.

I had even wished Cedric would take Elijah's inches so I could rest every once in a while. But no, it was too scary for him so he refused to get fucked by anyone other than me . . . for now. Cedric was open to bottoming for both of us. He knew he wanted to fuck more than anything, but understood his situation was complicated and not anyone could just simply hop on for a ride. And that anyone was me, since we respected Elijah's preference to never bottom.

After the hurricane, I spent hours helping with the hurricane's aftermath. We cleaned a lot around Elijah's house in the burning sun, collecting broken palm trees, picking up trash and debris, and even cleaning the pool. Later Elijah called some people to come in and work on the rest of the house, and then it was back to pushing the limits of what my hole could handle.

Honestly, I'd never felt more insecure and exposed in my life, but I was so fucking ready for any new experience that I pushed those little annoying thoughts to the back of my mind and locked them away in a box.

But now that I was back home, I could let my body rest and just enjoy the fact that I had two boyfriends.

The flight was different this time around. For starters, there was no Elijah to distract me with some illegal adventures onboard. It was just Cedric and I. He wasn't as wild as Elijah, and to be fair, nobody had a brain like his, so nothing happened. And second, we were way too exhausted, turning the semi-long flight into a short one.

When we arrived, we sluggishly walked through the airport like zombies and had to split up in two different taxis. Cedric was too scared to give me a proper good-bye, so we just waved at each other and went our separate ways.

Later, I received a text message from regretting not giving me a hug.

At the apartment building, I went up to my floor and knocked on the door when I arrived, hoping Jin was home since I hadn't bothered to even text anyone since I left the airport.

Luckily, he was. Jin opened the door, smiling, his eyes staring down at me from up there in his great height. "Roomie! Dang, I missed you so much!" He stepped aside and let me in.

"Missed you too."

"How was the trip?"

"Sunny."

I was surprised to see two others sitting on the couch. They were both guys and had this serious look on their faces.

"Guys, this is my roommate, Lucian," Jin said. "Lucian, these are my friends from school. I don't know if I told you already, but school is over."

"Hey," I said to them, trying not to sound awkward. They just nodded in my direction. Jin followed me into my room as I dropped my things on the bed and began to unpack.

"Please don't tell Amani," he said under his breath. "I'm not supposed to have people over."

"I won't," I promised.

I remembered Amani asking me to tell her everything her brother did, but honestly I felt bad for Jin. He deserved to have his life and his friends without family members butting in. As long as he wasn't doing something reckless and stupid, my mouth would be shut.

Jin sat on the edge of my bed, watching me put away my things. "Did you do anything fun besides getting sun?"

"Too many things your innocent ears shouldn't hear," I joked.

Jin scoffed and rolled his eyes. "Okay, so you fucked around," he said, clearly annoyed by my comment. "You seeing someone?"

I thought for a moment before responding, realizing I couldn't say one of their names. This was going to be a little harder, especially if my soft brain gets a little too comfortable. I might blurt out something I wasn't supposed to. "Yeah, I'm seeing two guys."

There was a confused expression on his face. "T-Two?"

"Yeah, one of them is Cedric. The other you don't know."

"Cedric? Cedric?"

"Cedric," I repeated.

He shuffled his hands in the air. "Hold up, turn it back. You're seeing the Cedric, and also another dude?"

"Yes."

"I'm confused."

I gave Jin a stare down. "I'm dating two guys. One of them is Cedric, who you know."

"I've never thought about dating multiple people before. How is it?"

I shrugged my shoulders as I emptied my stuff and neatly packed everything back to where it belonged. "I'm new to it. We made it official over the week."

Jin's eyes went wide all of the sudden. "Wait, so the fucking was with both of them? Like all three of you?"

I stared coldly, not enjoying this conversation. "Yeah."

"Wow. Must have been intense. And nice, I guess."

"What about you? What did you do while I was gone?"

His shoulders dropped dramatically. "Nothing. After school ended, I stopped seeing my friends, so I got lonely. My bestfriend went to Greece with his parents, and other close friends started jobs to save up over the summer, so I spent most of the week alone. Then I invited John and Kevin out there, who like gaming like I do."

I tried not to laugh at the way he spoke. It was as if he was in a drama and his life was miserable, full of pain and misery. All because he had spent a few days alone once school was over.

"Well, I'm here now, so you won't be alone, at least in your apartment."

He pursed his lips and they stretched into a funny smile. "Buddy, thank you for coming back." He opened his arms, beckoning me to accept his embrace. I sighed and leaned over, letting him hug me.

The hug lasted a little too long for my comfort, and he really leaned into it, wrapping his entire being around me like a claw machine finally taking that sweet price. His long arms squeezed me and his chin snuggled into the crook of my neck. He patted my back and massaged circles into it, laughing to himself, seeming self-aware of how weird he was being.

Out of nowhere, he tensed up and his body went rigid. I thought it was part of the bit, until he pulled away and his expression was as if he had seen a ghost.

Jin stood up, said something to his friends, then closed the bedroom door and sat back down.

"What's wrong?" I asked, concerned.

He crossed his legs on the bed and faced me. "It's my birthday soon. I've thought about it a lot, and I'm going to pick Devilian."

I swallowed quietly. "T-That's great. I think." But was it? Was his decision based on what he wanted or because he thought we could be inexperienced best friends? I wanted no part in anyone's downfall. It would eat me alive if I was the reason people were making tough calls. I was not a good person to rely on — not on this.

"What do you think about it?" he asked quietly.

The sudden change in energy was throwing me off, but I went along with it.

"It's your decision. I don't know enough about these things to give you any kind of advice. But if that's what you want, then go for it," I said as best as I could.

"I was wondering if you could tell me more about Devilian."

"Uh, I don't really know much. I'm supposed to go to the headquarters tomorrow."

"The mansion?" he asked.

"Yeah. Lorena is going to answer more questions. And I think I'm supposed to start training, but I can't remember what Cedric said about it."

"So . . . you really don't know anything about these organizations?" he continued.

"Um, no. I told you I'm new at this."

His eyes roamed around as if he was lost in thought, or trying to come up with more questions to throw at me. I eyed the closed door and wondered if he had told his friends to go home.

"D-Did my siblings put you up to something?" Jin's voice was shaky now, and my heart began to beat faster. My head buzzed with confusion as I stared at his lips as he bit on them. "What's your plan being here?"

"Jin, I'm really confused right now. What are you talking about?"

"Were you actually on a trip in Florida, or we're you on a mission from Lords?" he spat out, his eyes getting red.

My mouth opened to complain more about the confusion he was hitting me with, but a feeling surged through me that I couldn't explain, and my head turned, and there it was . . . the mirror.

My hand immediately went to my neck. He saw it. He saw my tattoo while he was hugging me. Somehow my hair wasn't covering it and he saw the crown. The symbol of Lords.

"Jin . . . you weren't supposed to see that," I said.

He nodded, his lips pressing together sadly. "I really thought I was going to have a friend during this shit. I almost felt okay about it, you know. Just to have someone there as new as I'm going to be, so that it isn't so scary."

We both got up at the same time, but I had no idea what Jin's plan was. My mind was ruminating, searching for words to say.

"No, you're wrong," I said, but my brain refused to come up with anything.

"So what were my sibling's plans then? I'm guessing the mask you showed me was Amani's? Easier to fake being in Devilian since you only need a mask and not a tattoo. I just don't get what either of them gain from this. Are you a spy? Is my brother even aware of you?"

Jin suddenly went for the door, and fear took over me and I rushed to him and pushed him against the door before he could get his hands on the knob, holding him in place with my arm on his chest. Jin was stronger, and clearly much taller than I was, so he was able to free himself easily, and knocked me back, where I tripped and fell on my ass like an idiot.

"JIN!" I screamed as he opened the bedroom door to leave. He stopped to listen, but his back was to me. "I was forced to join them both against my will. I was almost killed by Lords because I was at the wrong place at the wrong time. The only way I was saved was because . . . because . . ." The emotions suffocated me, building up, and they all mixed with fear and anxious thoughts of what could happen to me if I made the wrong move. I hated this. I hated how I had to walk on eggshells if I wanted to not piss off the wrong person and end up dead. All because I took a job to pay bills? I never asked for this.

Shame squeezed me, made it hard to swallow. My eyes burned as my vision blurred. I was so exhausted. I was not meant for this type of life, and obviously neither was Jin. We were both being forced to do something dangerous that we wanted no part of. I understood why he felt upset about the possibility of all of it being a lie and ending up alone in this. But he was wrong.

"Why are you crying?" he asked, his voice cold and emotionless as I buried my face between my knees.

"Because I'm tired of this," I said, my voice quiet.

"Tired of what?"

I wiped my tears on the back of my hand and looked up at him from the floor. I told him everything. I knew it could backfire trusting Jin, but there was something about him that made me feel like I could trust him.

And yeah, I understood that emotions could get me killed, or honestly, worse. But just because I joined gangs, it didn't mean I was going to lose my humanity and become a monster. I was never going to change who I was. If that was ultimately my demise, then so be it. This was miserable no matter what the circumstances were.

"How can I trust that you're telling the truth?" he said, crouching in front of me with his hands locked together.

I made an 'I don't know' gesture. "I wish there was a way I could prove it to you. Tomorrow I'm really going to Devilian, and I have to cover my tattoo with make up. Cedric is going to try to always be there to make sure nothing goes wrong, and he's trying to come up with a better plan to hide it just in case. For now we're just relying on make-up and my hair. But my hair isn't very long."

Jin picked up some of my loose hair and twirled it in his fingers. "So, you've never met my brother?"

I shook my head. "I don't think I'll be doing anything with Lords. I'm just listed as a . . . wife. I honestly don't know much about them."

"I'll try to help you keep it that way," he said, extending his hand to lift me back up. After I took it and was brought back to my feet, he hugged me. "Sorry."

"Don't be sorry," I said. "It's a shitty situation."

He released me from the hug and grabbed my shoulders, looking into my eyes. "I promise I'll do everything to help you. In a way, I'm also kind of like a spy. I know Ziven will still talk to me once they learn of my choice. They aren't supposed to, but the leader won't really care about us. We're nothing to the insane empire that is Lords."

"As long as I keep my head low, I think I'll be fine," I said.

"Can I ask you a serious question?"

"Shoot."

"Are you forcing yourself to be with them because of this?" he asked, a worried expression on his face.

"No," I answered quickly. "I know how it seems, but I guess I kind of grew to like them."

He snapped his fingers. "Damn, there goes my chances."

I curled an eyebrow into the biggest arch I could possibly manage. "I am not into seventeen year olds."

He chuckled. "I was joking, but I'll be eighteen real soon." And then he winked, and suddenly I didn't believe he was joking. "Seriously, I'm kidding. Hey . . . making that disgusted face doesn't make me less insecure, buddy!"

"Two is enough for now, thanks," I muttered, squinting my eyes suspiciously.

"Speaking of becoming a legal sex God — I'm thinking of throwing a birthday party, but I don't think my siblings will let me. But I might be able to throw one secretly . . . are you in?"

"Breaking more rules that could possibly get me into a lot of trouble . . . sounds . . . fucking great." I gave him two thumbs up with a fake smile.

He bobbed his head in approval, wrapping an arm around my shoulder. "I knew you and I were going to be the best gang buddies anyone has ever seen. We're going to make history, you and I."

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[Author's Message]: I am very sorry for taking so long to upload. If you missed my announcement, basically I was incredibly sick for months. A lot happened to me, thought I was dying, thought I had certain diseases, developed health anxiety, then my cat of 10 years died next to me while I was having a panic attack, then my regular anxiety upgraded and became ultimate anxiety, now I'm on pills and just ... a lot happened. I tried many times to write and upload but it was hard to get to where I am now. I am much better now, but mentally it's still a struggle, it always has been. Anyway! I hope you enjoyed this chapter, and I will try my best to get the next one to you guys asap! If you support me, thank you, and I'm also working on a few other things that I hope you guys read too, so make sure you follow my social media or pay attention to my announcements. <3 thank you