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Warm sunbeams danced all over the silent kitchen, from closed windows birds could be heard chirping from the large tree in the backyard. In the far corner of the kitchen sat a dark wooden table where both Mark and Hunter were sitting in silence drinking their morning coffee. Mark reached over with his free hand and wrapped his hand around Hunter’s arm. He could see Hunter flinching at his touch, and he knew why.

               “It’s still tender even after all of this time, isn’t it?” Mark asked looking at Hunter, who just nodded. Mark let it drop, pulling his hand away leaving Hunter lost in his thoughts as the silence wrapped around them. That was one of the things that Mark enjoyed about being with Hunter, they could sit in silence, and it didn’t bother either of them. Mark and Hunter had learned over the years that they could communicate with each other through silence and still understand what the other one needed.

               As they sat there, Mark looked at Hunter as he was lost in his own thoughts. Mark knew that he was thinking about what had happened only weeks after their match at WrestleMania. Brock had broken Hunter’s arm which was leading up to a storyline between the two. This was another storyline that Hunter didn’t want to do, but because Vince was still trying to make Hunter pay for what had happened between Hunter and Stephanie there was no getting out of it. Mark was just glad that the break in Hunter’s arm was clean, had healed quickly, and now he was back at work. The only good thing about when it had happened was, it allowed both the men to be able to spend some time together with Shawn before everything got crazy in the summer. Mark could feel fingers wrapping around his own hand, snapping out of his thoughts, he looked down and saw that Hunter had his hand.

               “Are you ok Mark?” Hunter asked, pulling Mark’s hand to his face and placed a soft kiss on his hand.

               “Yeah, thinking about things, and how so much has happened this year,” Mark said leaning over and placing a kiss on Hunter’s lips. The kiss had started off soft, but Hunter opened the kiss drawing Mark in, and it got heated fast. Pulling apart Mark smirked at Hunter who smirked back. He was about to say something when he heard shuffling feet coming into the kitchen.

               “Later my love,” Mark said with a wink to Hunter. A blush formed over Hunter’s face as he went back to his coffee. Looking up he saw that his brother had come into the kitchen wearing only his boxers. In his hand was a small stack of dishes that he placed in the sink and then walked over to the fridge.

               “Good morning, Glenn,” Mark called out causing Glenn to turn his head and look over at them. Rolling his eyes he went back to look around the fridge. Grabbing something he shut the fridge and then went to shuffle back out of the kitchen when he stopped and turned back around.

               “When did he get here?” Glenn asked, noticing that Hunter was at the table with Mark. He heard his brother laugh before he answered.

               “Oh, you know when you and your goat were making a lot of noises upstairs last night,” A blush streaked across Glenn’s face at Mark’s words. He didn’t think they had been that loud, but apparently, they had if he hadn’t even heard Hunter get here.

               “Shut up Mark. I must listen to you guys all the time and you don’t hear me complaining, do you?” he said sneering at his older brother who was just smirking.

               “Eww, you listen to your brother having sex?” Hunter asked looking at Glenn, who rolled his eyes.

               “HAHAHA no I don’t listen in on purpose, but you guys are all over the place with having sex it’s been bad lately. Do you think you could tone it down?” Glenn asked pleading with his brother, hoping that his words would make a difference but deep down he knew that they wouldn’t. Mark had made it clear that he did what he wanted at home with Hunter and Shawn.

               “The only way that is happening is if you and the goat turn the volume down,” Mark said standing up and walking to his brother.

               “Fuck you, Mark!” Glenn said shoving him backwards which earned him a glare. Mark steadied himself and then reached over and shoved Glenn hard causing him to reel backwards. Stumbling, he threw his hands up and then turned to leave the kitchen.

               “YOU TWO BETTER NOT BREAK MY TABLE!” Glenn screamed as he went back up to his room. Mark shook his head and then went back over to Hunter who was laughing as he shook his head over how both Mark and Glenn were acting. Since the start of the year Mark and Glenn have been acting like teenagers trying to outdo the other. Hunter wasn’t sure why all a sudden they were acting this way, but it warmed his heart to see Mark happy for a change. Since they had gotten together back in 2008, he had worked hard showing Mark that he loved him, and that there was more to life than being moody all the time. Mark had changed a lot since they had first got together, and it showed more when they were in private than it did when they were at work. Hunter also knew that Mark worked trying to make up for what had happened when they first got together each day. Back then Mark put a lot of effort into it each day, but over time it was a bit less than it had been. Hunter knew that it still was something that Mark struggled with, but over time he was hurting less since he was finally seeing that Hunter really had forgiven him a long time ago.

               “HUNTER!” Mark yelled snapping Hunter out of his thoughts. Turning he looked at Mark with confusion on his face.

               “What?”

               “What the hell were you thinking about?” Mark asked pulling Hunter’s chair over and turned him, so they were eye to eye.

               “About when we first got together and how much you have changed since then,”

               “Oh yeah? What about me has changed?” Mark asked, leaning his forehead against Hunter’s.

               “Baby we both know that you are not the same man that you were when we finally got together back in December of 2008. You rarely drink that heavy anymore, and if you do I am always there to keep you in line,”

               “I know that you do, and I so thankful for you when I do slip up and things get bad. I still feel terrible about what I did to you Hunter. I am never going to fully forgive myself,” Mark said placing a light kiss on Hunter’s lips.

               “You know what I was thinking about?”

               “Hmm?”

               “We should take Shawn to the bar that we met at all those years ago,” Hunter said with a twinkle in his eye.

               “Oh yeah? Why is that?” Mark asked, raising an eyebrow.

               “I think it would be fun to let loose at the bar a bit. Plus, we could take Kane and the goat. I know that you are itching to get Kane back still,” Hunter said in a statement knowing that it was going to draw Mark in. Narrowing his eyes he could see what Hunter was up to, and he wasn’t sure if he wanted to go along with it yet.

               “Hunter…” Mark started but was cut off when Hunter raised a finger to his lips.

               “Mark please baby?” Hunter said, giving Mark the look that he knew was going to seal the deal. Sighing Mark shrugged his shoulders and caved.

               “I suppose we can do that but remember we have to be at the airport tomorrow afternoon,” Mark spoke thinking about how they all needed to be on the plane tomorrow so they could make it to work on Monday. Raw 1000 was happening on Monday and all of them had a part to play in the show. This would be the first time since his match with Hunter that he was going to be on screen again. He was going to be working with his brother. Hunter was supposed to be working on a few different things, but Hunter was refusing to tell him everything since he wanted it to be a surprise. As for the goat, he was supposed to be just starting in the timeline that would allow him to start to work with Kane.

               “Trust me I know that we all must be on the plane tomorrow. I was the one that paid for the tickets there dead man. I will make sure that we get to the airport,” Hunter said leaning forward and laying a kiss on Mark’s lips and slipping his hand into Mark’s waistband. Moaning into the kiss he could feel himself getting hard by Hunter’s touch. Pulling away Mark smirked and then spoke.

               “Want to see if the table can hold us?” Hunter’s eyes went wide at Mark’s question, but he smirked and then slid backwards in the chair. Standing up he dropped his shorts that he had been wearing revealing that he wasn’t wearing any boxers.

               “I am down for that. Let’s hope the table doesn’t break, because I don’t want to have to listen to Glenn bitch for weeks again,” Mark laughed as he stripped from his clothes and then pulled Hunter onto the table.

               Meanwhile on the upper floor of the house Glenn slipped into a darkened room sighing as he closed the door. Looking around he saw that Byran was still sleeping in the bed, with the sheets only covering the lower half of him. A small smile formed on his face as he walked across the room and sat down at the desk turning on his laptop. Thinking about how at peace he had been these last few months, Glenn knew that things were about to be picking up for Byran and himself. Unlike his brother, he was still working almost full time which meant that he was about to be on the road more, which would give him the much-needed break from having to deal with his brother and the other two men who had been pretty much living in the house. As much as he considered both Hunter and Shawn friends, he was looking forward to getting away from them for a while. Even though he was about to start working the storyline with Bryan soon, he knew that the nightmares were going to start back up soon since he was going to be away from Byran for just a little while. Since Mark had outed them, Bryan had been spending as much time with Glenn as he could, which helped with the nightmares. Glenn had been weeks free of them, but he knew that as soon as he was separated from Byran they would be back, and he was not looking forward to it.

               Turning his attention back to the laptop he checked his email and saw that he only had a reminder from Vince that they needed to be reporting for work either Saturday or Sunday. He rolled his eyes and sent a quick message back to Vince stating that Mark and himself would be there no later than Sunday. Sensing movement, he turned in the chair and saw that Byran was just starting to wake up. Smiling once again, he closed the laptop and then crossed the room and slipped into the bed laying next to Byran.

               “Good morning love,” Glenn said softly wrapping his arms around Byran who just curled up closer to Glenn’s side.

               “What time is it?” Byran mumbled into Glenn’s side as his body relaxed around Glenn. He felt Glenn running his fingers through his hair which made him mew at the feeling.

               “Almost nine in the morning baby. How did you sleep?”

               “Why did you let me sleep so late?” Byran asked pushing himself up, so he was sitting up straight. Glenn sighed as Byran pulled away from him.

               “I let you sleep late since we were up so late last night. Now I asked you how you slept?” Glenn saw a blush creep up his face even though the room was dark. He smirked knowing that Byran was thinking about what they had been up to the night before. It had been a movie night for the two of them, which why they had been up in his room with the curtains drawn. Glenn had brought food up to his room, which was something that he never really did, but he wanted to have a movie night with Byran before they had to travel for work. It had started off simple enough of them just watching the movie, but Glenn had felt Byran running his fingers up and down his chest as they laid there. Looking down he noticed there was a wicked smirk on Byran’s face. It was at that point he knew that Byran wanted to play rough, and he was not one to deny Bryan when he wanted to play.

               “I must have slept like the dead if I didn’t even know what time it was when I got up,” Bryan said snapping Glenn out of his thoughts.

               “I mean it was pretty loud last night…” Glenn spoke thinking about how they had been so loud that he had not heard Hunter come into the house. Which was strange since he thought he had armed the house, but he must have forgotten if Hunter was there.

               “What?” Bryan asked looking at Glenn who had a puzzled look on his face. Glenn reached out and ran a finger over Bryan’s face. He shrugged his shoulders and then spoke up.

               “We were so loud last night that neither of us heard Hunter come into the house,”

               “Oh,” Byran said laying back down next to Kane. Kane was still sitting there thinking about the whole lock thing when he spoke up.

               “Hey, can I ask you something?”

               “Sure?” Byran responded taking Glenn’s hand and playing with it.

               “Do you remember if I locked and armed the door last night?” Kane asked looking down at Bryan. He watched him trying to recall the night before. After a moment he spoke up.

               “Yeah, you locked the front door. I remember you arming the door last night,”

               “Are you sure?” Glenn asked with a questioning tone to his voice. He didn’t recall doing it, and if he had then how did Mark get the door open without sounding the alarm?

               “Yeah, I am sure that you did. I was standing on the stairs holding popcorn when you did. I can remember looking at your sexy ass as you did it,” Byran said pulling Kane’s hand to his mouth and licked his finger. He could hear the almost silent moan that was coming from Glenn.

               “Then how the fuck did Hunter get in the house?” Glenn said as he felt Byran sucking on his finger. He could tell that Bryan was in the mood to play, but after a minute he felt his mouth pull off his finger and he heard Byran speak.

               “Maybe he found the code to the door? I mean when I came down to the kitchen, I saw him leaving the den with a smirk on his face. When I was going back upstairs, he was “reading” on the couch. He seemed jumpy when I told him night,”

               “THAT FUCKING SON OF A BITCH!” Glenn roared, flinging the covers back and then pulling on clothes. He stormed to the door and flung it open storming out of the room. Byran rolled his eyes and then got out of the bed putting on his clothes that were laying all over the room. Sighing he left the room and closed the door to the room before he went looking for his love who was no doubt going to find Mark and kill him.

               Standing in the hallway Glenn looked and saw that his brother’s door was wide open and they were not in the room and all the other doors on the upper floor were open so Mark must have been still downstairs. Going over to the top of the stairs he yelled out at the top of his lungs.

               “MARK!” Standing there for a moment he didn’t hear any movement other than Bryan’s. He had gotten used to knowing when Byran was moving around so he knew what he sounded like. Taking a step forward he started down the stairs, only to stop when he heard his brother call out.

               “WHAT KANE!?!” Glenn was puzzled for a second when he heard his brother since he sounded out of breath.

               “WHERE ARE YOU MARK?” Kane screamed as he started making his way down the rest of the stairs.

               “I AM A LITTLE BUSY RIGHT NOW KANE! CAN THIS WAIT?!”

               “NO THIS CAN’T WAIT WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?” Glenn screamed as he stopped at the bottom of the stairs waiting to hear where his brother was. He sensed Byran right behind him on the stairs but was thrown for a second when he could hear scrapping.

               “GO AWAY!” screamed Mark who was still out of breath, but his voice was not the only thing that Glenn had heard. He could hear that Hunter was giggling and that was making him sick to his stomach since he knew that both of the them were up to no good. But standing there he could tell that they were still in the kitchen. Starting to make his way towards the kitchen, there was a knock on the front door. Growling, he went to answer it, but Byran waved him on, walking over to the door and looking through the peep hole. Glenn stalked off leaving Byran to deal with the door.

               Walking through the kitchen door he saw that Mark and Hunter were now sitting at the island. Narrowing his eyes at the pair he could tell something was off, but he couldn’t tell what it was. Hunter’s face was beat red, and he was breathing pretty hard by the way his chest was moving. Mark’s hands where sitting out in front of him. Glenn could tell that Mark was trying to act innocent, but he knew his brother better than that.

               “What were you guys doing? I heard scrapping sounds coming from in here,” Glenn asked as he stood in the doorway looking at the pair. Mark shook his head, and Hunter was trying to keep a straight face.

               “Nothing you want to know little brother. Now what do you want?”

               “WHAT WERE YOU DOING?” Kane shouted, walking further into the kitchen. Standing in front of his brother he knew that something had happened. It was at the moment that Hunter burst out laughing, which had caused Mark to giggle too. His eyes darted between the two and then over to his table.

               “Kane what did you need from me since you were hollering down the stairs? I am sure the whole neighborhood heard you,” Mark spoke causing Glenn to snap is head back to him. Silently Glenn slipped into the stool in front of his brother and cocked his head at Mark.

               “You know you stated earlier that Hunter slipped into the house well Byran and I were upstairs last night. It got me thinking about how he would have done that since I know for a fact that I locked the doors last night,” he spoke folding his hands in front of him just like his brother. Mark’s smirk that he had on his face dropped.

               “Hunter has a key; he let himself into the house. What about it?” Mark said eyes narrowed looking at his brother. He was doing his best not to let him see that he was worried that Glenn had found out his secret.

               “That’s all well and good that he has a key and can let himself into the house whenever he pleases. It’s the sheer fact that I know that I armed the house last night when I went to bed that I have a problem with big brother,” Glenn sneered back at him. Hunter’s hand slipped into Mark’s lap and wrapped around his thigh. Thankful that Glenn couldn’t see him do it since if he had then Glenn would have known what they had been doing. In the time that Kane had been shouting down the stairs for them, they were scrambling to try and get clothes back on, but somehow Mark’s shorts had gotten tangled so he wasn’t able to slip them back on.

               “You didn’t arm the door last night,” was all Mark said as he bit the inside of his lip. Hunter’s hand on his thigh felt great. He wanted to finish what they had been doing, but with his brother acting this way it was going to have to wait.

               “Fuck you, Mark. I know for a fact that I armed the door. So how did you do it?” Glenn spat out sounding more angry than he had been with Mark in a while. Before Mark could say another word movement caught his eye and he saw that both Bryan and Shawn had entered the kitchen. Hunter, Mark and Glenn watched them silently as the two men moved across the kitchen over to the island. Byran slipped onto the stool next to Glenn and took one of his hands. Unsure of what they had walked into he stayed quiet. Shawn on the other hand walked to the side of the island with Hunter and Mark. Stopping in his tracks he looked down and spoke up.

               “Mark why are you naked?” Mark’s face went beat red as he watched in horror as his brother’s head snapped over to the table, and then back to them for a split second. Ripping his hand away from Byran he pushed away from the island. Both Hunter and Mark slipped off their stools, and made a beeline for the back door, throwing it open they slipped outside with Glenn on their heels.

               Shaking his head, Byran sat at the island knowing that he didn’t want to get in the middle of the three of them. He watched as Shawn bent down and picked up Mark’s shorts and started working on getting them untangled. Slipping into a stool Shawn spoke up to Byran.

               “So, goat what did I miss?” Byran rolled his eyes at being called a goat but had come to terms with it months ago since all three of them had been calling him that since they had learned about him and Glenn.

               “Well, uh Glenn and I had a movie night last, and somehow Mark got Hunter into the house even though Glenn had armed the house. Glenn is pretty sure that Mark found the code to the alarm system and that was what they were bickering about. As for why Mark was naked not a clue, but I can guess something to do with Kane’s table,” Shawn let out a chuckle as Byran spoke. Not saying anything he started to think about how he wasn’t shocked that Mark had finally found the code to the alarm system. He knew why Glenn had kept it from him since there was no telling if Mark was going to slip up and Mr. Pie was going to come out. All Glenn was trying to do was keep him safe, but he was shocked that it had taken Mark years to finally get his hands on the code. Laughing softly, he finally untangled the shorts, folded them and placed them on the island.

               “Damn I miss all the fun stuff kid. So, are you ready for RAW 1000?” Shawn asked looking at Bryan who seemed lost in his own thoughts. Byran simply nodded his head and then went to get a drink from the fridge. The two men sat in silence waiting for the others to get back in the house. They could hear Kane and Hunter yelling at each other in the backyard, but Mark seemed to be missing from the action. After a few minutes both Hunter and Kane walked into the house huffing and puffing, but they seemed better than they had been when they had gone outside. Shawn looked at them and then waited for Mark to come through the door. When he didn’t, he got up and walked over to the door and popped his head out the door. He looked around the backyard but didn’t see Mark anywhere. He noticed the gate was open, which caused Shawn to draw his head back into the kitchen and shut the door.

               “Hey guys where is Mark?” He asked as he made his way over to Hunter who was bent over trying to catch his breath.

               “No clue, he bolted through the gate before I could get my hands on him,” Kane said as he wrapped his arms around Byran. A silence had settled in the house, as they all stood around the kitchen wondering where Mark could have gotten well, he was naked. A faint screaming could be heard from outside in front of the house. Unwrapping his arms from Byran, Glenn made his way to the front of the house and opened the door and stepped onto the porch trying to figure out where the yelling was coming from. His eyes landed on his brother who was running full steam down the street, yelling in terror as there was an older man was running after him.

               “HUNTER! SHAWN! BYRAN! GET OUT HERE!” yelled Glenn trying to contain his laughing. All three men ran outside and huddled around Glenn.

               “What?” Hunter asked. Glenn pointed at Mark, who still yelling as he was running. Hunter’s eyes went large and started dying with the giggles as he knew that this must have been the man Mark always talked about who had found him years back. All four men were dying with laughter as Mark finally made his way, through the yard and bounded into the house. They could hear him cursing at them as he flopped down on the floor just inside of the house. His shorts were flung at him by Hunter who turned his attention from the older man who was still coming down the street to his boyfriend who was laying inside of the house.

               “Thanks,” Mark said slipping into them and slinking further into the house so he could avoid the older man. Hunter turned back to Shawn and grabbed his hand, pulling him into the house to go find Mark to find out what happened.

               Byran who was still standing on the porch slipped slightly behind Kane as they watched the older man finally make up the front walkway and stop at the bottom of the porch.

               “Good morning Mr. Mango!” Glenn spoke with charm oozing from his mouth. Not many people knew that Glenn could charm people when he wanted to so Byran was a bit shocked to see how he was interacting with the older man.

               “Good morning, Glenn,” Mr. Mango spoke. There was a smile on his face, and a sparkle in his eyes that told Kane everything that he needed to know.

               “What can I do for you today?”

               “Is your brother ok? I was in my backyard watering the plants when he dropped over my fence. I was shocked when I noticed that he was naked. I went to help him, but he took off running which was why I am here,” he spoke looking from Glenn to Byran who was still standing behind Kane.

               “Yes, Mark is ok. Sorry about that, I will make sure that he comes by later with an apology,” Kane spoke up trying to hide the fact that he was laughing on the inside.

               “It’s ok Glenn. I just wanted to make sure that he was ok. He almost gave me a heart attack,” he said softly lost in his thoughts of Mark standing in the backyard naked.

               “Mr. Mango, I promise Mark is ok. Just some harmless pranks this morning. I will make sure that Mark swings by today with some goodies for you. I am sorry that Mark gave you a fright coming over your fence like that this morning,” Glenn said walking down the steps and placing his arm around Mr. Mango and getting him turned around to head back towards his own house.

               “Oh no it wasn’t him coming over the fence that almost gave me a heart attack, it was the fact that he was naked. Man, if only I was young again,” Mr. Mango spoke getting lost in his thoughts again. Glenn’s eyes went wide but kept it together.    

               “Why don’t you head back home. I will send Mark over at some point today,”

               “Ok…” he said more to himself wandering back down the street still thinking about Mark. Glenn bounded back up the steps and pulled Byran, who was laughing so hard that tears were coming down his face back into the house. Shutting the door, he made his way to the kitchen and pulled something out of the freezer. Noticing that Mark and the others were nowhere to be seen he figured they were upstairs which would give him plenty of time to change the code for the alarm system.

               Walking from the kitchen, Byran and himself made their way to the den that was the joint office that Mark and Glenn shared. Walking through the doorway he stopped when he saw all three men in the office talking to each other. They stopped and looked at Kane and Bryan who were giving them a stare down too.

               “Mark,” Glenn choked out trying to hold back laughter. Mark narrowed his eyes and then spoke up from the chair that he was sitting in.

               “Is he gone?” Mark watched as Glenn nodded and then let out a sigh of relief.

               “Yeah, he went back home after telling me that you almost gave him a heart attack this morning,” He heard Mark sigh, as he laid his head back against the chair.

               “Well, I wasn’t trying to give him a heart attack. I was trying to avoid you, which is why I bolted through the gate as fast as I did. How was I supposed to know that he was in his backyard when I went over the fence?”

               “You going over the fence was not what almost gave him the heart attack,” Glenn said through a chuckle.

               “Huh?”

               “See he didn’t care that you were in the backyard, he was shocked that you were naked. He was mumbling something along the lines of if he was young again…” Glenn said laughing hard as his brother started to dry heave at the thought of Mr. Mango. All the men other than Mark were howling at what had happened.

               “I fucking hate you little brother…”

               “If you hate me now wait till later,” Kane said slipping into the other chair that was in the office. Rolling over to his desk on the other side of the room, Glenn started looking though the bottom drawer.

               “What the fuck are you talking about?” Mark said watching Glenn knowing that he was looking for the piece of paper that he had taken the night before.

               “I am talking about how later today you are going to take some goodies down to Mr. Mango and tell him your sorry for what you did this morning,” Glenn said as he stopped riffling through the drawer to look at Mark.

               “THE FUCK I AM. I AM NOT GOING ANYWHERE NEAR THAT PERVY OLD MAN EVERY AGAIN!” Mark shouted, causing Hunter laugh even harder.

               “What am I missing?” Shawn asked looking at the brother.

               “Mr. Mango lives down the street and is pushing like 90 and when dear old Mark got drunk one night he escaped and lost his clothes and was led back to the house by Mr. Mango who strangely has the hots for Mark,” Glenn spoke trying to do his best not laugh.

               “You escaped the house and got naked?” Shawn asked.

               “I might have escaped the house, but I was not naked,” Mark spoke giving Shawn a look telling him to shut up.

               “No, he stripped down to his boxers in the backyard when the front door out smarted him,” Glenn spoke going back to the desk looking through more of it still looking for something.

               “So that is where you lost them?” Hunter asked Mark who shrugged his shoulders.

               “Fuck if I know. I barely recall that night other than what I have been told. Glenn what the fuck are you doing over there?”

               “I am looking for something that I knew was in my desk and now its missing. Where is it, Mark?” Glenn said turning his chair, so he was facing his brother. He knew at this point that Mark had the paper somewhere and he wanted it back. He needed it so he was able to change the code on the system.

               “Where is what?” Mark answered with a smirk. He heard Glenn growl but didn’t move from where he was sitting.

               “Where is the paper for the code. I need that back Mark, since now I must change the code,” Mark shook his head and shrugged his shoulders like he didn’t know what Glenn was talking about.

               “How should I know? I am not even supposed to know the code for the system since you don’t trust me,”

               “It’s not that I don’t trust you, it’s I don’t trust Mr. Pie not to come out and cause trouble at night. Besides Mark, I really don’t think you want to get caught in the street by Mr. Mango again, do you?” Glenn spoke as he watched Mark shudder at the thought of Mr. Mango.

               “Listen I have been pretty good lately about not slipping up and letting him out to play. That last time it was not my fault that he was out and playing. That was solely on both Hunter and you for what happened,” Mark said pointing at Glenn. Hunter’s face went red at the thought of what had happened months ago.

               “Just give me the paper Mark, will you?” Glenn said rubbing the bridge of his nose, feeling a headache was forming. Rolling his eyes Mark stood up and stomped out of the room and disappeared into the house. After a few minutes, Mark reentered the room and stalked over to Glenn and thrust a paper into his chest.

               “Here you go, you are such a big baby!” Mark said walking back over to the other chair and then sitting down. Shawn, who had been leaning against the wall, walked over to Mark and sat in his lap. Mark wrapped his arms around him and nuzzled Shawn’s neck.

               “Thank you, Mark,” Glenn said getting up and walking out of the room. After a few minutes, Glenn walked back into the room and sat back at his desk. He had noticed that the others had been talking but had hushed up when he came back into the room.

               “What?” Glenn said pulling Bryan onto his lap. Bryan lay back on Glenn’s chest knowing that Glenn needed to feel him in order to feel safe.

               “I was suggesting that tonight we all go out for some drinks,” Hunter spoke from the edge of Mark’s desk. He knew that the others were on board with going, but he knew that Kane was going to be the one that didn’t want to go since the last time that he had been out drinking was when they got together.

               “Why?” Kane asked with hesitation in his voice. He could tell that Hunter was up to something since this was something that he had never suggested before.

               “Because I think it would be a lot of fun for the five of us to get out and have some fun before the big show on Monday,” Hunter said looking at Glenn who was eyeing him.

               “Do you really think that is smart since we have to be at the airport tomorrow?"

               “Don’t worry about that, just live a little bit and enjoy the simple things in life when they are handed to you,” Hunter kept pushing hoping that he was going to goad Glenn into caving. He watched as Bryan turned and then whispered something into Glenn’s ear that caused him to smirk.

               “Ok since you want to play this game Hunter, I will play it, but you won’t like my answer for you,” Glenn said chuckling softly which made Mark worry a bit since he knew that when he wanted to Bryan could be a an evil man getting the real Kane to come out and play.

               “What’s the play Big Red Machine?” Hunter asked, cocking his head to the side.

               “Big brother has to take the goodies I pulled out of the freezer and go talk to Mr. Mango and tell him he is sorry,”

               “FUCK NO KANE!” screamed Mark trying to get up, but Shawn pushed harder down to keep Mark in place.

               “Then no dice,” Glenn smirked knowing that Mark was going to have no choice but to do it, if they wanted to go out tonight. He watched as Hunter walked over to the two sitting in the chair. They huddled up and started to whisper among themselves. He heard Mark growl as he pushed Shawn from him.

               “Fine have it your way, but you better make good on your promise you two,” Mark said pointing to both Hunter and Shawn as he walked out of the room and stomped up the stairs. They could hear the door slam shut as Mark went into his room. Hunter slipped into the chair and then pulled Shawn onto his lap. They both wore smirks knowing that they were able to get Mark to do anything that they wanted to do. A few minutes later, they heard movement on the stairs, and then shouting coming from Mark in the kitchen.      

               “KANE! LET’S FUCKING GO!” Rolling his eyes Glenn patted Bryan on the arm, which made Brayn get up from where he was. Glenn walked out of the room and walked over to the front door and watched as Mark stomped towards him.

               “Let’s get this over with so I can get back to what I was doing,” Glenn laughed as he undid the door and they walked out of the house. Bounding down the front steps Mark started to make his way down the street. Kane was keeping pace with him. Breaking the silence between them, Glenn spoke up.

               “So, what did they promise you?”

               “Are you sure that you want to know what they promised to do to me?” Mark said smirking knowing that Glenn wouldn’t want to know what they had promised him. But from the sounds of the promise, he was very much looking forward to going to the bar tonight. He just hoped that Mr. Pie didn’t come out to play.

               “Let me guess a threesome?” Glenn asked, causing Mark to choke out a cough. He wasn’t expecting Glenn to answer him.

               “Already done that little brother. But if you really want to know I will tell you…” He said coming to a stop in front of Mr. Mango’s house. Scrunching his nose, he walked over to the door and rang the doorbell. Taking a step back he waited for the man to answer the door. After a minute he heard someone come to the door and it opened. Standing there was Mr. Mango who was wearing a huge smile on his face that was very weathered looking.

               “Oh Mark! I am so glad to see you again!” He said extending his hand for Mark to shake it. Groaning as he extended his hand Mark spoke up.

               “Mr. Mango I am so sorry about this morning. I didn’t mean to jump your fence and scare you. But you see my brother decided to play some pranks this morning, which caused me to run out of the house. So, I am very sorry that I scared you and I am here to apologize to you,” Mark was so grateful the older man had dropped his hand. Trying to be discreet he wiped his hand on his jeans and then stood there. Out of the corner of his eye he could tell that Kane was enjoying every second of this encounter.

               “Oh, Mark don’t worry about it. I am so glad that you are ok. I was trying to find that out when you ran off,” Mr. Mango spoke running his eyes up and down Mark who saw that and shuddered at the sight. Bringing his hand up to his mouth to hold back the dry heaving he felt Kane elbow his side.

               “Don’t worry Mr. Mango I am perfectly ok. Again, sorry about the scare this morning. As my way to tell you that I am sorry, here is a pie that my brother made just last week and froze. I really hope that you enjoy it,” 

               “Oh, I am sure that I will enjoy it. Mark, do you want to come in and have a slice of pie with me?” Mr. Mango asked Mark, whose eyes went wide in fear. He knew that if he went into that house he would never come out of the house again. That man would have him locked up chained to a wall somewhere.

               “Sadly Mr. Mango I can’t. I wish I could, but I have to go get packed,” Mark said on the fly even though he knew that his bags were already packed and ready to go for Monday. The only thing that he needed to make sure that he still got ready was his coat that he was bringing with him, the same coat that he wore at Hell In the Cell. Glenn made a face since he knew that he was lying about having to pack.

               “What a shame. Where are you going? Do you need any help?” Groaning, Mark spoke up hoping that he was going to be able to wrap this up so he could get back home.

               “No, I really don’t need any help Mr. Mango. Besides you really don’t want to come to the house. Glenn and I must go out of town for work, so we will be gone for a little bit,”

               “But I want to help Mark. It’s not a problem,” Mr. Mango said taking a step out of the house and trying to pull the door shut behind him. Mark froze in fear as he was watching the old man try and make his way down the street. Turning he looked at Kane and mouthed the words to him to help him. Silently laughing he made his way over to him and lead him back towards the steps.

               “Mr. Mango, we really don’t need your help getting all packed for work. But thank you for offering to help. Why don’t you head into your house and have some pie. When we get back from our work trip we will swing by and chat,” Kane spoke with charm oozing out of his mouth. Mark sighed hoping this was going to be enough to get this done and over with.

               “’Are you sure? I would love to see the inside of your house. It’s so nice that you brothers live together. You both seem like such sweet young men, how do you keep the ladies off you?” Mr. Mango spoke looking Glenn up and down with the same eyes that he always made to Mark. Mark could see that Glenn was blushing when he had seen what the older man had done.

               “Mr. Mango, I promise you, that you don’t want to see the inside of our house. The reason we can keep the ladies off us? There are always naked men roaming the house, and right now we really need to get back home to go pack for work. So again, Mark and I are sorry for this morning. We will see you when we get back!” Glenn said reaching out and grabbing Mark by the arm and dragging him down the street not waiting to hear what Mr. Mango had to say. When they were a safe distance away mark let out a howl of a laugh and held his stomach since he was laughing so much.

               “THAT WAS NOT FUNNY MARK!”  Glenn spat hitting Mark hard on the arm.

               “The fuck it wasn’t. Now you know how I feel every time I must deal with him. It’s not fun is it?” Mark said rubbing his arm that stung from the hit Glenn had given him. They walked back into the house in silence.

               “I fucking hate you Big Brother!” Glenn said, stomping up the stairs towards the bathroom.

               “No, you don’t! You love me and you know it. But I kept my end of the deal we are going to the bar tonight!” Mark screamed looking up the stairs as he watched Glenn flip him off. Wandering off towards the den, he had every intention of throwing Bryan out of the den and making the other two keep their word.

6pm Friday Night

               Laying on his bed Mark watched as Hunter and Shawn came walking back into his room after their shower. He was shocked they had not woken him up to join them since they were always both trying to get him in the shower with them.

               “Hey sleepy head I see that you are finally awake,” Hunter said looking at Mark who was propping himself up on his elbows. Mark smirked as Hunter’s towel dropped when Shawn yanked on it. Hunter yelped when he felt Shawn smack his ass, running over to the bed he hopped on it and sat down.

               “How long was I out?” Mark asked as grabbed Hunter and pulled him in so Hunter was laying between his legs. Even after all the time that they had been together Mark had a way of making Hunter blush. Hunter could feel the heat coming off his face, as he watched Shawn standing at the foot of the bed watching as they were intimate.

               “Long enough Dead Man. We tried to wake you up, but you were so out of it, that we left you so we could get ready for the bar,” Shawn spoke still watching them. Mark was running his hands up and down Hunter’s chest. It wasn’t like he hadn’t seen both Mark and Hunter mess around before, but something was different this time. Typically, when they were messing around things got heated fast and tended to get rough, not that either of them complained about it, but this time Shawn was watching Mark and Hunter take their time. Mark pulled Hunter even close, wrapping his arms around his waist and nuzzling his face into Hunter’s neck.

               “Such a naughty boy for showering without me,” Mark whispered low enough for only Hunter to hear him. Running his tongue up Hunter’s neck, he felt Hunter shudder against him. Mark smirked before sinking his teeth into his neck.

               “MARK…” Hunter groaned as his eyes rolled back into his head. He enjoyed it when Mark bit him, knowing that Mark knew it was a turn on for him. Mark just kept sucking harder knowing that he was going to leave a mark on his neck. Finally pulling away from Hunter’s neck he smirked as the hickey was forming. Reaching up he wiped Hunter’s wet neck and then leaned back in and whispered again low enough for only Hunter to hear him.

               “I love you Hunter,” It was rare that Mark ever verbally expressed his feelings for either of them, even though they both knew how Mark felt for them. Turning around so they were face to face, Hunter leaned in so their foreheads where touching. Eyes were still locked,

               “I love you Mark,” Pushing their lips together. The kiss had started off slowly, but it became rough after a moment.

               A loud cough caused them to pull apart. Looking they saw that Shawn was still standing there with his hands on his hips.

               “As much as I want to get in on that, we must finish getting ready to head out to this bar,”  Sighing Hunter slipped off the bed, bending over he picked up his towel that had been laying on the floor because of Shawn.

               “I don’t think you could handle another round today, Shawn,” Hunter spoke with a grin on his face. Making his way over to the dresser he pulled open one of the drawers and started digging around in it.

               “I am sure I could buddy boy,” Shawn spoke as he went over to his bag. Mark rolled his eyes at both Shawn and Hunter. He loved them both very much, but sometimes they were such a handful. Slipping off the bed, he snatched the towels from both men and slipped out of the room. Passing by Kane’s room he could hear them talking inside the room about something. Stopping in his tracks he listened outside of the door to see what they were talking about.

               “You still can’t find it?”

               “No, it’s like it fucking vanished in the house. I am sure that Mark has it somewhere and I just can’t find it. I keep asking him if he has seen it, but he keeps playing dumb like he doesn’t know what I am talking about,” Mark heard his brother respond to Byran. He knew that Glenn was talking about the hoodie that he had taken months ago that belonged to Bryan. They had left it on the floor in Mark’s room when they had been in there fucking. Mark had been keeping it hidden, just waiting to get Glenn and the goat back for what they had done, but it had been hard since Glenn had been working a lot lately. Laughing to himself, he walked over to the bathroom to hang up the towels. Looking at his reflection in the mirror he sighed. He knew that in a couple of days he was going to have to shave off his hair once again for work. He wasn’t as sad about it this time, since it had been easier to maintain but he was going to miss it again since it was just long enough for Shawn and Hunter to pull it again. Shaking his head at the thought he went to leave the bathroom; he saw that Kane was standing in the doorway blocking him in the bathroom.

               “What do you want now?” Mark asked standing there crossing his arms over his chest.

               “Have you seen my hoodie?” Glenn asked, cocking his head at his brother. He had noticed that his brother was still in his lounge clothes that he had been wearing after his session in the den that morning.

               “This again? No, I have not seen your fucking hoodie,” Mark said pushing past Glenn so he could head back to his room so he could change.

               “Are you sure Mark?” Glenn called out after his brother. He had been looking for Byran’s hoodie since it went missing, but so far, he still couldn’t find it.

               “Yes, I am sure that I have not seen it, Glenn. Maybe it’s time that you just get another one,” Mark called out slipping into his room. Once the door was shut, he shook his head.

               “What is the matter?” Hunter asked sitting on the edge of the bed. Both Shawn and Hunter were all dressed and ready to head out.

               “Glenn was asking about the hoodie again,” Mark responding looking Shawn and Hunter up and down. Hunter was wearing his tight jeans, and a black tee shirt that clung to his chest. His hair was pulled up into a tight ponytail. Shawn on the other hand was wearing his signature look that was enough to drive him wild. Shawn’s hair was pulled into a ponytail as well.

               “Hey, I have a question for you,” Shawn asked crossing his arms over his chest.

               “What is up?” Mark said going over to the closet and pulling out his leather pants that he normally wouldn’t wear, but tonight he had special plans in his head to drive both Hunter and Shawn wild with want. Raising an eyebrow Hunter stayed silent wondering what he was up to.

               “How come Hunter gets a dresser drawer and I am stuck living out of a bag whenever I come over?” asked Shawn pouting at the thought of having to live out of a bag. He was here often enough that he was tired of having to bring clothes with him all the time.

               “I get a drawer since I have been with him longer!” Hunter spoke sticking his tongue out at him. Rolling his eyes at them both, he slipped into the pants and then went over to the dresser and pulled out a bunch of clothes from a drawer and put them on his bed.

               “There Shawn now you have a dresser drawer too. You can leave whatever clothes you want here and won’t have to bring them with you anymore,” Mark said walking over to Shawn wrapping him tightly in a hug and laying a kiss on his forehead.

               “Aw you do love me!” Shawn said kissing Mark back, then letting him go so Mark could finish getting ready so they could leave for the night. Mark watched as Hunter grabbed Shawn’s hand and yanked him through the door so they could leave him to finish getting ready. Mark walked back over to his closet and dug around till he found one of his button-down shirts that the sleeves were cut off. Between the leather pants, and his tattoos showing he wasn’t sure if either man was going to be able to keep their hands off him. Sighing he slipped out of his room, shutting off the lights and then shutting the door. Making his way down the stairs he saw that the front door was open. Walking out he saw that Kane was sitting on the front steps looking at the sky that was starting to get dark. Walking over to him, he tapped his brother’s side to get him to move over. Plopping down he sat next to his brother wondering what was going on.

               “What’s wrong Glenn?” Mark asked softly. Even though they had been bickering a lot lately he could tell something was wrong with his brother.

               “I am worried…” Glenn spoke low enough that Mark had barely caught what he had said.

               “About me drinking tonight?” Mark asked, turning his head when he heard Hunter and Shawn laughing in the background.

               “No not about you drinking tonight. I know that between Hunter and Shawn that can keep an eye on you. No, I am worried about having to be separated from Bryan for work soon,”

               “Can I ask you something?” Mark asked, turning and looking at his brother. Glenn nodded at his brother. His eyes were still on the sky as stars started to come out.

               “I know that you guys have been spending a lot of time together, and I know that he makes you feel safe, are you worried about the nightmares again?” Mark heard Glenn sigh and drop his head.

               “Yeah,” Glenn spoke through sadness. He was dreading being separated from Bryan, he had come to terms with having to be around Byran to feel safe, but that was going to be ending for a bit. He was going to have to ride this out.

               “I take it they have been gone for a while?” Mark asked, staying focused on Glenn as he heard the others coming towards the front door.

               “Yeah. Since he has been coming around all the time, they have been gone. I have not had one in weeks, but I know that they will start back up once we start to travel for work again and I won’t be able to be around him,” Glenn said looking at his brother. Mark couldn’t help but feel sad for him. He knew that Glenn had it rough and there wasn’t much that he could do for him.

               “I am sorry Glenn. I wish there was something that I could do to help you. But know that I am always there for you,” Mark said placing his hand on Glenn’s shoulder.

               “I know and I thank you,” was all Glenn said patting Mark’s knee before he stood up and turned to face the door. Standing behind them was the three other men who had been silent between the exchange. Hunter and Shawn walked over to Mark and handed him a small shot glass that was filled to the top. Raising an eyebrow at them, they smirked at Mark. Shrugging he quicky tossed the shot back, coughing as it went down. He watched as Glenn locked up the front door and then grabbed Byran’s hand leading him down the stairs. Mark noticed that both Glenn and Bryan were wearing hoodies that were baggy on them.  Shaking his head he knew that they were wearing them since they still didn’t want to be seen in public together. Glenn pulled the hood up over his head as he started down the street. Byran pulled his own hood up and then grabbed Glenn’s hand and they started walking towards the bar. Following his brother, Hunter and Shawn sandwiched Mark between them both linking their arms with Mark as they followed Glenn.

               Wandering the streets the group of men walked in silence as they passed many houses they were still decked with decorations from the holiday. Very few cars drove past them on a Friday night, which was strange, but they also knew that it was still early in the night. Finally coming to a stop, they stood outside of a worn-down-looking bar. The open sign blinked brightly in the window; music could be heard coming from inside. A small smile formed on Mark’s face, thinking about how long it had been since he had been able to come to the bar. For the most part Hunter and Shawn refused to let Mark drink much anymore since what had happened at the beginning of the year. He still drank some, but it was mostly at home and what he did drink was so small compared to the past times that he had drank. Pushing past his brother and the others Mark slipped into the bar and headed straight to the bar to order drinks.

               “Is he always like this?” Byran asked Kane who shook his head at his brother.

               “Not really, but it’s been a while since he was allowed to drink at a bar,” Kane said pulling Byran into the bar looking around the place. It had been years since he had been inside of the bar for himself. Normally it was for dragging his brother out, but since his own mishap at a bar with Bryan he really hadn’t wanted to go inside of one. Glenn noticed several older folks that he knew from around town, he could tell that they were regular bar flies. Catching sight of his brother who had made his way to the back booth, he pulled Bryan with him over to the booth.

               “This place really has not changed much since the last time I was here,” Glenn said grabbing one of the beers that Mark had placed on the tabletop. Taking the top off the beer, he brought it to his lips and took a sip of it.

               “It really hasn’t changed much. Hell Rico is still tending the bar, and the last time I was here was like a year or so ago,” Mark said also taking a beer. Hunter and Shawn slipped into the booth next to Mark.

               “So why this bar?” Shawn asked looking around at all the older folks that were all over the bar. Several older bikers were playing pool off in back half of the bar.

               “Because this bar, neither Glenn nor I must worry about people knowing who we are. We feel safe here since not a lot of questions are asked here,” Mark answered looking around getting a better view of the bar. Most of the people in here knew who Mark was but didn’t give a rat’s ass about him coming in and getting drunk. Besides most of the time when he had been coming here, he would sit in the back of the bar in the same booth each time, drinking and watching people. It had been one of his favorite things to do. Hell, that was how Hunter had been able to sneak up on him way back in 2008.

               “Yeah, about as safe as we can feel. Just don’t interact with anyone,” Glenn said laughing.

               “That was one time Glenn and I learned fast. I just hope that she doesn’t show up tonight. I don’t think I could deal with her,” Mark said downing the beer fast. He could tell that the others were staring at him, but he knew a rough estimate of his limit, so he was ok for now.

               “What are they talking about Hunter?” asked Shawn raising an eyebrow at the brothers. Hunter laughed and then spoke up.

               “Back when Mark and I got together, we had been here at this bar and it was going fine, till a woman started singing on top of the bar. It was super annoying, but it got worse when she started to point at us. I later found out that she is a local that Mark interacted with once who now is in love with Mark,” Everyone howled with laughter expect Mark who rolled his eyes and then looked around the bar to see who else was there that night. Not seeing anyone else that he recognized, he pushed them out of the booth and then made his way to the bar once again.

               “You are going to keep him in check, right?” asked Glenn leaning over to Hunter who simply nodded his head.

               “Good cause I am not dealing with Mr. Pie this weekend,”

               “Don’t worry about him, you and Byran go have fun at a different booth,” Shawn said waving them off. Glenn was taking back since they never called Byran by anything other than Goat. Grabbing a couple of beers, they slipped out of the booth and headed to a booth across the room. Wandering back over to the table, Mark noticed that his brother and Byran were gone.

               “Where did they disappear to?” he asked as he slipped into the booth. Looking around he noticed they were huddled together inside of a booth.

               “We sent them off to a booth to have a good time. What did you go get at the bar this time?” Hunter asked looking at Mark with lust in his eyes.

               “The good stuff,” he said pulling out the shot glass that he had put in his pocket from home. Just then a young man walked over to the booth and placed a bottle of jack on the table along with two shot glasses.

               “Thanks Rico!” Mark spoke shaking the man’s hand.

               “No thank you for the tickets. My boys are going to love it when I tell them that they get to go to a live event,” Rico said through a huge smile. Walking away from the booth he knew it was going to be a good night. Whenever Mark came in there was always a huge tip for whoever was serving him, plus a huge check was given to the bar. It was a shame that Mark hadn’t been in the bar lately, but he knew that Mark would make sure that they were taken care of.

               “A bottle of Jack? Are you sure that you want to go down that road Dead Man?” asked Hunter looking at the bottle and shot glasses. Looking up he saw the small smirk on Mark’s face, then laughed as Mark pulled out a set of cards. Throwing them at Hunter, Mark spoke up in a tone that Hunter knew immediately.

               “Consider this a do over from that night Hunter. I plan on remembering this time when I take you,” A shiver ran through Hunter, he could tell that Mark meant what he was saying. Even though they both knew that Shawn was there, it was like they were in their own world. Shawn raised an eyebrow at the pair who were eyeing each other but had lust in their eyes. The same feeling that he had got back in the bedroom when he was watching them fool around came back, something about tonight felt different than all the other times that Mark and Hunter had fooled around well Shawn was around. He wasn’t upset about it; he was very much turned on could hardly wait to watch how the night went. Shawn was hoping that he would be able to be a part of whatever they had planned on doing. Hunter opened the deck of cards and started to shuffle as Mark opened the bottle of Jack and then poured three shots. Pushing them towards the guys they all raised them in a cheer, then downing them quickly. Refilling his own Mark took another shot, leaving the bottle off to the side of the table so they could pour themselves shots if they wanted to.  Hunter delt the cards and they started to play cards.

               Sitting in a smaller booth further back in the bar, Glenn and Byran were sitting side by side in silence drinking their beers.

               “Did you really mean what you said back at the house on the porch?” Byran asked, taking a sip of his beer. Narrowing his eyes, Glenn peered at him under the large hood that was covering his face.

               “About?”

               “The nightmares? Have they really stopped?” Byran asked, reaching out and touching Kane’s face under the hood. Leaning into the touch Glenn sighed and spoke sounding sad once again.

               “Yeah, they have stopped. I have been free from them for weeks, but I know when we start travelling for work again that they will be back again. I am not looking forward to them. It has been nice not having them,”

               “You know that you will always be able to facetime me at night if you need to,” Byran spoke pulling his hand away from Kane. His hand dropped under the table and he placed it on Glenn’s thigh, inching it higher and higher he knew what he was doing.

               “I know that I can. But I was hoping that I had found your hoodie so I could give it back to you and then take it with me so I had your scent, but I can’t find it still,” Glenn reached down and placed his hand on Byran’s hand stopping him from moving it any further.

               “How about I give you one of my shirts on Monday and you can take it with you after the show since I know that you will have to headed out shortly after it ends,” Glenn nodded and then removed his hand letting Bryan keep going with his hand.

               “Are you sure you want me to go further?” Byran asked looking at Glenn who was biting his lip to stop the moans that were coming out of his mouth. Glenn grabbed him and placed him on his lap and pulled Byran’s hood down. Byran reached out and gentle pulled Kane’s down till it was completely off his head. Glenn buried his face into Byran’s neck and mumbled into his neck.

               “I don’t care if all these old people see you sitting on me. Fuck them, all I need is you and I will always feel safe. You know damn well that the demon always needs his Mr. Goat Face,” Bryan smirked bucking his hips into Kane’s lap. Glenn moaned as he bit Bryan hard in the neck.

               Over at Mark’s booth they were lost in their own world playing cards when Mark happened to look up and across the bar at the booth that his brother was at. Eyes going wide he saw that Byran was sitting on Kane’s lap. Even though he had a slight buzz going on he could tell that they were dry humping over at their booth. Slapping his hand to his face he just shook his head.

               “What?” Shawn and Hunter said together looking at Mark. Mark pointed over to his brother and the goat. They looked over at the booth and both their jaws dropped.

               “Are they….” Shawn asked, his voice dropped not able to finish his sentence as he was shocked by what he was watching.

               “Yup they are,” Mark responded picking up the bottle once again and pouring another round for them. Each of them picked up the shots and threw them back. Hunter put his down and then spoke up again.

               “Isn’t that what they did before?” Hunter said, cocking his head to the side still watching them. Mark just shook his head at both Shawn and Hunter, who seemed to be entranced by the situation.

               “No, well kind of. If my hazy memory serves me right, I am almost certain that it was Glenn on the Goat’s lap the last time. But I could be wrong I am pretty sure I was running around that night with a stolen bottle of booze,” Hunter tore his eyes away from Glenn and looked Mark dead in the face.

               “Oh, right I remember that now. Wasn’t it Cody who recorded it from across the club?” Mark nodded, took the last remaining beer and cracked it open.

               “Wait a minute, how have I not heard about this?” Shawn asked looking at Hunter and Mark who seemed to be lost in memory.

               “Sadly, you were there that night Shawn. In fact that the was the night I was chasing Mark around who had stolen a bottle from Glenn and got so shit faced that back at the hotel Mr. Pie came out and passed out in boxers wrapped around the bottle in the bathtub,” Hunter said balling up a napkin and throwing it at Mark who caught it and then stuck his tongue out at Hunter.

               “Hold on just a fucking minute. That was what that night was about?” Shawn asked looking at them both recalling that night.

               “Yeah,” Mark spoke.

               “I thought that your story was fishy. And FYI by then I already knew about you guys I was just letting you have your way. I figured that you would tell me sooner rather than later. I just didn’t think it was going to be another 15 months before I officially found out,” Shawn said taking another shot.

               “Wait you knew about us?” Hunter asked looking at Shawn with awe in his eyes.

               “Yeah it was obvious that you guys where dating by then. I just was waiting for you to tell me yourself,”

               “How long did you know about us?” Mark asked looking at Shawn.

               “Oh, I don’t know most likely from around the time that we did our first WrestleMania match. By then I had already heard the rumors about you, but I was starting to piece together the truth when both you and Mark came to work one day after both having the weekend off and you both had bite marks all over the place. Plus, the long glances didn’t help,” Shawn said picking his cards back up and then reshuffling the cards and dealing them back out. The three of them started a new round of cards when the bell on the door of the bar chimed. Not really paying attention to it, Mark was focused on the game when he heard Rico call out to the person who had just walked into the bar.

               “Evening Bob! The usual?” Mark glanced up from his hand and his eyes went wide in fear. Walking over to the bar was Mr. Mango who had yet to see Mark and the others.

               “What the fuck?!?” Mark said loudly hoping that he hadn’t heard him. The others looked from Mark to the bar to see what Mark was going on about. When they saw who it was, they laughed as Mark scrambled out of the booth and over to Glenn who was still getting dry humped by Byran.

               “Mark what the fuck are you doing over here?” Glenn glanced over at his brother who was sliding into the booth facing his back to the bar.

               “Trying to fucking hide!” Mark whispered. Byran had a very confused look on his face since he was very much enjoying what he had been doing with Glenn.

               “Man, I was in the middle of something can’t this wait?” Glenn said trying to push Mark out of the booth but was met with Mark grabbing Glenn’s face roughly and pointing it over to the bar where Mr. Mango was sitting. It was at the point that Glenn knew what Mark’s problem was.

               “Oh, shit I didn’t see that one coming,” Glenn made a face dreading if Mr. Mango saw them.

               “We need to leave the bar now!” Mark whispered trying to push them out of the booth so they could leave but was met with Glenn not budging from the booth.

               “No! You and your boys where the ones that wanted me to come to the bar tonight, and I am for the first time in a very long time enjoying myself I am not going home yet,” Glenn said looking at Mark who seemed very frustrated by his words.

               “Fine if I am not allowed to leave the bar I am getting shit faced and opening that door,” Mark said slipping out of the booth and trying to make his way back over to the others.

               “Mark?!” Mark stopped in his tracks and his eye twitched when he heard his name getting called from over at the bar. Mumbling under his breath he turned and looked at the bar to see that Mr. Mango was walking over to him.

               “Evening Mr. Mango,” Mark called out to the older man.

               “I am surprised to see you here tonight,” he said once he was standing next to Mark. Breathing deep knowing that he was not drunk enough to deal with him, he hadn’t had nearly enough liquor to face the pervy old man that haunted his thoughts.

               “Just out with the boys tonight before we have to leave tomorrow for work,” Mark said trying to creep backwards towards the table. Putting one of his hands behind his back he started to snap his fingers in Hunter’s direction hoping that one of the two of them would see him and come to help him out. Mr. Mango placed his wrinkled hand on Mark’s arm causing his eye to twitch again.

               Hunter and Shawn had been talking to each other at the booth, when Hunter heard the snapping. Looking over he noticed that poor Mark was trapped with Mr. Mango in the middle of the bar. Laughing he spoke up to Shawn.

               “Ok I am going to go save our dead man before he gets groped to death. Why don’t you go get more beers, and a new bottle for the table. I am sure that Mark is going to want all the liquor in the world,” Shawn nodded and slipped out of the booth headed over to the bar to order more for their table. Walking over to Mark, Hunter slipped his arms around his waist causing Mark to jump.

               “Evening Dead Man,” Hunter whispered into Mark’s ear knowing that he would understand the game that he was playing.

               “Mark who seems to be your friend?” Mr. Mango eyeing Hunter. Mark could tell that he wasn’t thrilled that another man was touching him, but if that got him away from him then he didn’t care.

               “Oh Mr. Mango I am more than a friend to our dear old Mark. You see Mark belongs to me and I don’t share very often,” Hunter said reaching down and grabbing Mark’s crotch getting a rise out of the older man.

               “Oh? Would you mind if I joined you guys for a bit?” Mr. Mango asked, trying to figure out where they had been sitting. Mark shivered as Hunter kept foundling Mark through the leather pants. Leaning in so only Mark could hear him.

               “Want to play Mr. Pie?” Mark nodded slightly so only Hunter could see. He knew that Hunter was giving him permission to open that door for Mr. Pie to come out to play. It was rare if he got permission for that to happen.

               “Sure, why don’t you join us for a little bit,” Hunter responded unwrapping his arms from Mark, placing them on his shoulders and then pushing him towards the booth that they had been sitting at. By then Shawn had made it back to the booth and was sitting there waiting for them.

               Once at the booth, Hunter cocked his head at Shawn who slid further into the booth, then Hunter pushed Mark roughly into the booth, so he was sitting next to Shawn. Mark growled at Hunter not liking being shoved around, but he knew it was an act to scare off the older man. Mr. Mango slid into the booth on the other side of Shawn and then looked at him.

               “And who might you be? Another one of Mark’s work friends?”

               “No. I don’t work with him anymore. Mark ended my career a few years ago,” Shawn said raising an eyebrow at the older man. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Mark reach for the open bottle and raise it to his lips. Reaching out to stop him, Hunter put his hand out and stopped him.

               “Don’t worry about its ok Shawn. It’s all good,” Shawn looked at him with wonder in his eyes. Unsure of what game they were playing at, but he knew that if Hunter was saying it was ok, then he had no choice but to go with it.

               “He ended your career?” Mr. Mango asked oblivious about the conversation that was happening around him. His eyes were focused on Mark, who was downing what was left in the one bottle. Mark could feel the liquor hitting his system, but he knew that for Mr. Pie to come out he would have to be more drunk than he was already.

               “Yeah, I put him in his place. I made him regret his life choices when I was done with him,”

               “You know I have never once asked what you and Glenn do for a living,” Mr. Mango spoke looking at all three men. Shawn had reached down and placed a hand on Mark’s leg, gripping it tight.

               “What we do for a living?” Glenn asked slipping in next to Hunter pushing them further into the booth, making it so Mark was even closer to the older man.

               “Where did you come from?” Mr. Mango asked, sounding shocked when he saw Glenn pop out of nowhere.

               “Oh, you know I was hiding in the shadows with a goat,” Glenn chuckled knowing that he was going to pay for his comment later by Bryan.

               “I told you Mr. Mango I am here with the boys tonight before we travel for work. And to answer your question, what do we do for a living? Glenn and I entertain people for a living. Just two brothers sharing the same dream,” Mark said picking up a cold beer opening it and then taking a gulp of it.

               “What a lovely group of young men,” His eyes lingered on Mark who could feel the heat coming from his face. He tried to shoot closer to Hunter, but Shawn grabbed him and wrapped his arms around Mark’s shoulders.

               “You don’t know the half of it,” Shawn spoke with a smirk on his lips.

               “So, Mr. Mango why are you here tonight?” Byran spoke for first time since they had come over to the table. Kane grabbed one of Bryan’s hands and interlaced their fingers on the top of the table not really caring if the older man saw them.

               “I don’t think I have met you before?” He said looking at Byran, his eyes lingering for only a second which caused Glenn to growl.

               “We have not officially met, but I am the goat, and I really don’t like sharing what is mine,” Bryan said in an angry tone, standing up and then dragging Kane off towards the bathrooms. Mark snicked watching them wander off, no doubt in his mind that they were about to mess around in the bathroom.

               “I didn’t mean to get the boy’s boxers in a twist,” Mr. Mango said in a huff turning his head back to Mark, who shoved Hunter over, so he wasn’t as close to the older man.

               “Listen he is a little messed up in the head. That is why he works so well with my brother, they are both just so fucked in the head. But why are you here?” Mark asked as he downed his beer and pushed the empty bottle away from him. He hiccupped and blinked several times as he could feel more liquor hitting his system. He knew that soon that door was going to be busted wide open he really felt bad for whoever had to deal with it.

               “Over the last year or so I have been coming to the bar mostly on game nights to watch the games. I didn’t know that you ever came here,” Mr. Mango said picking up the cards that were all over the table.

               “I have been keeping the dead man locked up lately. You see he thought he was going to share this lovely, sexy body, and well I don’t take too kindly to be having to share. So, I had to punish him for that,” Hunter said reaching over and pinching Mark’s nipples through his shirt. Mark let out a gasp, his eyes rolling back into his head as he head leaned backwards. Hunter took the opportunity to clamp his mouth onto Mark’s neck, sinking his teeth in slightly. Mark let out a moan, his hand gripping the edge of the table.

               “You will have to excuse them. Sometimes Hunter seems to think he needs to show off that he owns Mark, but in fact he only has half the rights to Mark. You see I own Mark too and I really don’t like to share either,” Shawn said reaching down and running his hand over Mark’s harden length through the leather pants that he was wearing. The leather pants really showcased how hard Mark was and it was driving the two crazy. Mark let out another moan this time louder than the last one. Opening one eye he could see that Mr. Mango looked highly uncomfortable with what was going on. He barely heard him mumble something before he slipped out of the booth and made his way back over to the bar. Mark opened his eyes fully and then chuckled as he watched Mr. Mango slip into the stool with his back to them. Hearing that Mark was laughing Hunter let go of his neck and then placed a kiss on Mark’s lips.

               “You are welcome,” Hunter spoke as he pulled away from Mark. Shawn stopped touching Mark and then grabbed a beer from the table. Taking a sip he nodded to Mark.

               “That should keep him from eyeballing you for a while big guy. Well unless it just drives him wild and tries to kidnap you to do unthinkable things,” Hunter reached behind Mark and slapped Shawn in the back of the head. Mark’s eye twitched at the thought of the old man kidnapping him.

               “Thank you both for saving me. I will thank each of you greatly,” Mark said through heavy lust filled eyes. Reaching out with both hands he pushed both Hunter and Shawn away and then picked the cards back up and started to shuffle them.

               “Are you ready to get serious about cards now boys?” Mark said raising an eyebrow looking at the two of them. He knew that he was slightly drunk, but he was still in control for now.

               A couple of hours had passed since Mr. Mango had bothered them. Shortly after he had walked away, Mark watched as he walked out of the bar, most likely to head home for the night. Mark was able to sigh in relief since he knows he didn’t have to worry about him coming back over to them to bug him. He really hoped that the older man finally took the hint that he didn’t like him and wanted nothing to do with him.

               “Oh, come on!” Hunter yelled at Shawn who was grinning like mad man. Hunter threw down his cards reaching for his drink that was sitting next to him.

               “Aw don’t be a sore loser, Hunter! Just be thankful this is not strip poker because I would have you in nothing but your birthday suit,” Hunter glared at Shawn who stood up and walked to the bathrooms. Mark had been leaning his head backwards in the booth watching the people in the bar. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to play cards, it was just the old habits kicking in and driving him to want to people watch. Hunter had noticed it awhile ago, but didn’t say anything because he just wanted Mark to have a good time. Leaning over he laid his head on Mark’s shoulder and ran his fingers up and down Mark’s chest. Reaching up Mark placed his hand on Hunter’s face in a loving manner.

               “Hi baby,”

               “Are you having a good time?” asked Hunter who had closed his eyes as he slipped his hand under Mark’s shirt. His fingertips found what he was seeking, causing Mark to let out a moan. Mark tore his eyes away from the bar and looked over to Hunter. Noticing that his eyes were closed, he smirked and then pulled him into his lap. Startled, Hunter opened his eyes and found that he was face to face with Mark. Mark’s bright green eyes were lust filled with need and want.

               “Of course I am having a good time. You are here with me and that always puts me in a good mood. But the thought of strip poker sounds fun Hunter,” Mark said pushing his lips onto Hunter who didn’t resist and pushed back into Mark’s lips. Neither of them had noticed that Shawn had made it back to the booth. Slipping back into the booth he sat there watching them in silence. Shawn had always known that Mark and Hunter shared a deep bond, and that they truly loved each other. It didn’t bother him that they were lost in each other like this. Shawn knew that Hunter and Mark each loved Shawn and their passion for him was just as strong as their bond, but their bond was stronger. He knew part of it was just because of how long they had been together. A smile formed on his lips when he saw that they pulled apart. They were still lost in their own thoughts, when Mark brought his lips to Hunter’s neck. Reaching out with his tongue he licked from the base of his shoulder and all the way up to right behind his ear. Hunter let out a gasp and shivered against Mark, his eyes rolled back in head as he was enjoying the feeling that he was getting. A small gasp came from his lips, causing Mark to open his eyes. Looking over he saw that Shawn was sitting there with his mouth hanging open. Smirking he brought his lips to Hunter’s ears.

               “Shawn’s watching again with lusty eyes,” Opening his eyes he turned his head and saw that Shawn was indeed watching them with his jaw hanging opening. A small smirk formed on his lips and then he spoke up.

               “Do you like what you see?” Shawn nodded and then scooted closer to them. Turning his head back to Mark he leaned in whispering into his ear.

               “Should we put on a show for him?” Mark nodded and then went back to Hunter’s neck. Running his tongue back up and down his neck, he sank his teeth into his neck. Mark felt Hunter’s fingers dig into Mark’s shoulders. A moan came to his lips and slipped out knowing that his sounds were music to Shawn’s ears. In the back of Mark’s head, he knew that he was going to have bruises on his shoulders since this was hardest that Hunter had gripped him awhile. But even so he loved that he was able to cause Hunter to feel this good. Shawn shifted around in his seat since he was starting to get very hard watching them. Noticing that Hunter seemed to really enjoy it when Mark was biting him, he knew he was going to have to ask him about that later. Running his fingers down Hunter’s back causing Hunter to buck his hips into Mark’s lap. That caused Mark to shiver at the feeling, he noticed that both Hunter and himself were extremely hard and the leather pants that he was wearing did little to nothing to hide that fact. Pulling away from Hunter, Mark started to pant heavy, sweat forming and starting to drip down his back.

               “Ok Hunter get off of me for now,” Mark trying to pry him off his lap. Hunter wouldn’t budge, trapping the dead man beneath him.

               “Why? I like my seat,” Hunter said pouting trying to give Mark the look that he knew that make him cave.

               “Because I am going to have a heat stroke if you don’t get off me,” Mark said gripping Hunter by the hips and shoving him off his lap. Hunter pouted and then went over to Shawn and pulled him into his lap.

               “So did you like your show?” Hunter asked, wrapping his arms around Shawn’s waist. Leaning his head back onto Hunter’s chest.

               “Yes, I loved it very much, but I feel like it could have been longer. I have a question…”

               “What do you want to know about?” asked Mark who was yanking at his shirt to try and cool off. Looking over at them he couldn’t help but smile. He really did love them both and it always warmed his heart when he saw that they were interacting with each other.

               “Hunter…. About the biting…” Shawn started pulling away from Hunter and sliding off his lap onto the booth. He could feel his face getting red at the thought of having to ask his best friend and lover about it.

               “What about it?” Hunter asked looking at Shawn who was getting redder and redder. He heard Shawn sigh and then started to speak, but kept his eyes down at the table top.

               “Isitaturnon?” Mark and Hunter sat stunned and at a loss for words of what they had just heard.

               “Can you repeat yourself one more time and maybe look at me. I didn’t catch that at all,” Hunter said reaching out to Shawn. He raised his eyes and then opened his mouth.

               “Is the biting a turn on for you?” His face got even redder than it had been already. A blush formed on Hunter’s face. He knew that his long-buried kink had been found out by Shawn.

               “Yes. It is very much a turn on for me. I have always liked it, but I try not to let it show, since I can’t have marks on my neck for work,” Hunter spoke knowing that there was going to be many more questions from Shawn.

               “How come I am just finding this out now?” Shawn asked sounding dumbstruck about what Hunter had just said. Mark reached out and patted Hunter on the shoulder and then spoke up.

               “Good luck on that one, I am headed to the bathroom,” Mark slipped from the booth and made his way over to the bathroom. Walking into the bathroom he could tell that his brother and Byran were no longer in the bathroom.

               Back at the table, Hunter sat there trying to figure out how he was going to tell Shawn about all of this. Shawn crossed his arms waiting for an answer.

               “Look Shawn I am sorry that I never told you. But I figured that you would never notice it and ask about it. The only reason Mark knew was because he found out the morning after we got together. He had bit me a few different times, and well it turned me on so much that it pushed me over the edge, which in turned pushed him over the edge himself,”

               “Ok. I guess I can live with your answer. Anymore kinks that I should know about?” Hunter shook his head and then raised an eyebrow.

               “What about you? Is there anything that I should know about?” Shawn started to chuckle and then spoke softly.

               “Yeah, I like to spank,” The sip of beer that Hunter had taken came spitting out of his mouth as he started to cough. Just then Mark walked over to the booth and slipped back down into the booth eyeing the two men. Not sure what he missed he shook his head at them as he helped himself to a shot of jack.

               “What about you dead man?” Shawn asked looking at him. He noticed something was off about Mark but couldn’t put his finger on it.

               “What about dead man?” Mark asked looking at Shawn and then back to the bar.

               “Any long-hidden kinks that Hunter and I should know about?” A small smirk formed on his lips and then he spoke so softly that Shawn didn’t hear him.

               “Dead Man doesn’t have any, but I do,” Since Hunter was sitting closer to Mark, he had heard what he had said.      

               “Mark?” Hunter asked, narrowing his eyes at Mark who was still looking at the bar. Briefly turning his head, he caught Hunter’s eyes. It was at that point Hunter knew that Mark was no longer with them, but Mr. Pie had been able to break down that door and walk free.

               “What?” Mark’s cold dark eyes bore through Hunter’s soul.

               “Are you good?” Hunter asked tensing up, wondering what Mr. Pie was going to do this time. He had delt with Mr. Pie enough times to know it was a gamble of what kind of mood he was going to be in.

               “Fine. Just people watching right now,” He responded going back to the bar with his eyes. Shawn looked at Hunter and then Mark wondered what was going on. He could tell something was off even with all liquor that he had consumed. Leaning over he yanked on Hunter’s arm.

               “What is going on?”

               “Shh. That is not Mark,” was all Hunter said before turning back to Mr. Pie who was running his fingers around the rim of the shot glass. He was so engrossed with watching people that he hadn’t heard Hunter and Shawn talking.

               “Do you want to head home for play time?” Hunter asked, reaching out to place a hand on Mark’s arm. Hunter was trying to make sure that if Mark did snap that he was the one that got the brunt of the attack. The last time Mr. Pie had been out he attacked Shawn, and it wasn’t good. He felt Mark’s hand snake around his wrist and pull him close.

               “Not yet, but soon,” Mr. Pie responded sensing that Hunter was trying to please him, so he didn’t do anything in the bar. Snapping his head over to Shawn who was sitting there quietly watching them interact. Snapping his finger at him, he pointed next to him to make sure that Shawn knew that he wanted him next him.

               “Hello again,” Mr. Pie said wrapping his free arm around Shawn’s waist. He felt Shawn shiver at his touch. Pulling both men close he leaned his head back against the booth sighing in content. Watching the bar, he watched more people trickle in ordering drinks, playing pool, or just hanging out on the dance floor. Sensing movement out of the corner of his eye Hunter noticed that Glenn and Byran were walking over to the booth. Trying to catch him before they sat down, Hunter was mouthing to Glenn to go away, but he missed it as he sat down.           

               “Are we enjoying the night boys?” Glenn asked grabbing the bottle of Jack off the table and bringing it to his lips. Hunter kicked Glenn under the table and mouthed again.

               “What?” He asked looking at Hunter, annoyed that he had been kicked. Glenn could sense that something was off with the whole table. Mark had yet to look at him, which made him wonder. Mark’s head snapped over to his brother and then spoke.

               “Oh, look it’s the devil’s favorite demon and the goat,” Glenn froze when he heard Mark’s tone. He knew right then and there it wasn’t Mark that he was talking to, but rather Mr. Pie. Not wanting to cause any trouble he nudged Bryan towards the edge of the booth, inching himself as well.

               “I was just coming over to see if you guys were ready to leave yet,” Glenn spoke gripping Bryan’s leg tight hoping that he would just keep his mouth shut.

               “Not yet, but soon. I am feeling good about people watching. I am not ready to leave yet,” Mr. Pie spoke turning his head back to the bar noticing that there was an older woman standing there watching them interact at the booth. Leaning forward he smirked when he realized who it was. Glenn and Hunter both saw the look on his face knowing that no good could come from it.

               “Well, I think we should be getting going soon. It’s getting pretty late and we have to be up early tomorrow for work,” Hunter spoke trying to get his attention back on him and not the prey that he seemed to have found at the bar. Mark shoved Hunter out of his way and slide out of the booth stalking over to the bar and walking straight to the woman.

               “Oh shit…” Hunter said slipping out of the booth and following Mr. Pie. Glenn felt Bryan tug on his arm. Looking over at him he saw the fear on Byran’s face.

               “Yes?”

               “What is going on?” Byran asked looking from Glenn to over at Hunter and Mark talking to the woman who was jumping up and down.

               “Well, you just met Mr. Pie, a rather calm version of himself, but none the less very dangerous. And it would seem like he is ready to play,” Glenn spoke calmly still eyeing his brother who still standing with the woman.

               “Shouldn’t we get him out of here?” Shawn asked Glenn, who nodded.

               “Yes, but it is not that simple. There is no way of telling him what to do. If I go up to him now bad things will happen. Shawn, do you happen to have Mark’s wallet?” Glenn asked looking at Shawn.

               “No Hunter has it since Mark’s pants didn’t have back pockets. Why?”

               “Because I need you to get his wallet, pay the tab, and then there should be a check in his wallet that is pre signed, just write a large enough check to the bar. Well, you are doing that I am going to with the help of Hunter get him out of the bar before someone gets hurt,” Glenn said slipping out of the booth, leaving Byran sitting with Shawn.

               Slipping over to Hunter, Shawn yanked him away. Hunter’s eyes grew large not understanding what was going on.

               “Hey, give me Mark’s wallet I need to go pay the tab,” Shawn spoke holding out his hand waiting for Hunter to give him the wallet. Hunter reached into his pocket and pulled out Mark’s wallet and handed it off to Shawn who pecked a small kiss on the side of Hunter’s face. Walking away from the group he went over to the man behind the bar.

               “Hey, I want to close out Mark’s tab if that is ok,” Shawn said to the young man that knew was Rico since he had briefly met him when they had gotten to the bar. Looking up from his phone Rico looked at Shawn with wonder.

               “The tab has already been taken care of for the night,” Rico going back to his phone. Shawn was unsure that he had just heard so he spoke up again.

               “Huh? Can you run that by me one more time?” Rico laughed and then leaned over to the bar and spoke into Shawn’s ear.

               “The tab was prepaid earlier in the night,”

               “Who paid it?” Shawn asked, looking confused by the fact that the tab was already paid. Rico laughed once again.

               “The old man that was sitting at the bar that was here earlier paid like 400 bucks towards Mark’s bill tonight. So, his bill is all good to go for the night. Man, that old man must really like Mark for him to do that,” Shawn let out a laugh when he learned that it was Mr. Mango that had paid the bill even after what they had done to him well he was sitting at the table with them. Pulling out the check that was in the wallet,

               “Hey, do you have a pen?” Shawn asked. Rico nodded and then handed him a pen and watched him scribble something down.

               “Here,” Shawn spoke handing over the check to Rico who looked puzzled looking down at the check.

               “What is this?”

               “Consider this a gift from Mark. I was told to make sure that I gave this to you when I paid the bill. And you have no clue how much that old man likes Mark,” Shawn chuckled walking back over to the others.

When he walked over to them, he could tell that Mark was really drunk and wasn’t looking forward to having to drag him out of the bar. He had only tangled with Mr. Pie one other time and didn’t want to deal with him again. Looking at the others he could tell that Glenn and Hunter were trying to convince Mark to head out for the night. Looking at his watch, he saw that it was nearing almost 1:30am which meant that the bar would be closing soon.

“RICO!” screamed Mr. Pie looking over to Rico who looked up at him.

“Yeah?” Rico hollered back looking at him wondering what he needed. Mr. Pie linked arms with the woman who was standing next to him giving him lust filled eyes.   

“TURN UP THE MUSIC FOR ME! MY FRIEND AND I WANT TO SING FOR THE BAR!” screamed Mark who swayed back and forth. Hunter groaned loudly since he knew that the real Mark hated to sing in front of people. Glenn smirked and then walked over to Byran and leaned in. They spoke for a second and then Byran pulled his phone out of his pocket and handed it to Glenn. Rico turned the music up. Mr. Pie and the woman started to sing together as the song played in the background. Walking away from the group, Glenn stood just far enough away pointing the phone at his brother. The song finished and an ad started to play on the radio.

“Hey, do you think you are ready to leave now to go home and play?” Hunter shouted loud enough for Mr. Pie to catch his eyes. He shook his head no and then turned his attention to the woman.

“Hey Lyndia?” Mr. Pie spoke, looking at her a huge smirk on his face as he heard the next song start playing.

“Yes Mark?” she said looking at him as she draped herself all over him. She was so drunk that she couldn’t tell that the person that she was interacting with was not the same person that she was always lusting over when she saw him at the bar over the years.

“Get up on the bar with me and help me sing to the bar!” Mr. Pie said, dragging her over to the bar and placing her on the counter top. With Rico’s help she was able to stand up as Mark climbed up onto the bar. Glenn was dying as he watched Mark and Lyndia belt out the song that was playing on the radio. Hunter and the others walked over to Glenn trying to figure out what he was doing.

“Are you recording this?” Hunter asked looking over Glenn’s shoulder watching the screen record Mr. Pie half sing, and half scream the words to the song of “Who is Your Daddy?”

“Fuck yeah, I am recording this. This is the one time that Mr. Pie has not gone on a rampage when he has come out to play. I want this as black mail to hold over him,” Glenn said through the laughs that shook his body.

“You send me a copy of this tomorrow,” Hunter said wrapping his arms Glenn’s shoulders hoping that Byran wouldn’t care. He seemed to be having a good time hanging out with them even with Mark being shit faced enough to have Mr. Pie come out to play.

“Sure can!” Glenn said as he watched Mark make a fool of himself. The group of guys stood there watching Mark and Lyndia stand on the bar and sing a few more songs before the music cut off and Rico started to yell.

“OK CLOSING TIME! TIME TO CLOSE TABS AND HEAD HOME!”

Hunter walked over to Mark who was still standing on the bar top, he reached his hand up towards Mr. Pie.

“Are you ready to head home?” Hunter asked looking up at Mark who shook his head. Hunter sighed and then looked over to Glenn who was busy with Byran. Shawn caught his eyes and nodded and walked over. They knew that it was going to take both of them to get him down and out the door without him making a scene.

“Come on big boy, let’s get you down from there, we have to go home now,” Shawn said reaching out and grabbing Mark’s leg. Mr. Pie looked down at him with a sad look on his face, going from a standing position to sitting on the countertop of the bar he spoke.

“I home don’t want to,” It only took a second and Mark had his long legs wrapped around Shawn and was pulling him close to him. Shawn tensed since he wasn’t sure what was about to happen. This was not the same Mr. Pie that he had delt with before, so he was nervous. Hunter took a step close to them to try and help, but Mark’s hand darted out and grabbed his ponytail pulling his closer. Hunter yelped since it hadn’t been a very gentle yanking that he had grown to like.

“MINE!” Mark growled yanking them both close to him.

“Yes, we are both yours. Let’s go home dead man. Beside both Shawn and I want to give you the best ride of your life,” Hunter spoke looking at Shawn for a second winking at him. Shawn caught the look and then spoke to himself.

               “Hey, you know what you didn’t tell us?” Mark looked at him with his hazy eyes having a hard time focusing on Shawn and Hunter.

               “What?”

               “You said the dead man doesn’t have any kinks, but you do. So, what are they?” Shawn asked, hoping that this would distract him long enough for Hunter to grab him off the bar.

               “Few. Biting is a favorite since I like to mark what is mine,” he said still focused on Shawn, letting his hand drop from Hunter’s hair.

               “Anything else?” Shawn asked reaching up and grabbing Mark’s face. He knew this was the make-or-break moment. Hunter was able to slip away from Mark just enough, so he was able to grab him off the bar top. Mr. Pie let out a gasp, starting to struggle in Hunter’s arms, Hunter tightened his grip on him and made his way to the door.

               “LET ME GO!” Mark hollered as they went out the door.

               “No. I am taking us home, and then Shawn and I are going to let you use us. I want your rock-hard cock shoved so far up my ass that I am begging you to fuck me into the mattress,” Hunter spoke in a voice that made Mark stop fighting against him. He heard the others come out of the bar right behind them.

               “Can I tie you up with belt?” Mark asked as he leaned into Hunter’s ear. Hunter shivered at the thought of Mark tying them up with his belt.

               “Is this a kink big guy?” Hunter asked already knowing that it was since Mark himself liked to at times handcuff them to things as he was “punishing” them for something.

               “Yes. Want fuck ass now!” Mark growled, causing Hunter to pick up his pace.

               Finally making it back to the house, Hunter was groaning as Mark was still sucking on his neck hard. He knew that he was going to have several marks lining his neck on both sides. A very small part of his brain knew that he shouldn’t have let Mark leave the marks but the other part of him didn’t care since it was keeping Mark silent on the way back to the house. In all the time that he had been with Mark this was the first time that he had seen Mr. Pie act like this, and it was kind of worrying him, since there was still no telling him what he was going to do once he got in the house.  Stopping at the front steps he waited for the others to catch up to him.

               “Can I set you down now?” Hunter asked really hoping that he was going to be able to put him down since his arms were growing tired.

               “No! Carry!” Mr. Pie said through a small case of giggles.  Rolling his eyes at how Mr. Pie was acting, he decided to risk it and throw him over his shoulder. He expected Mark to throw a fit, but he didn’t which was shocking. Turing to look down the street he finally noticed the others almost to the house.

               “WOAH!” Hunter yelped when he felt a slap on his ass. Another slap rained down on his ass, causing him to jump.

               “Fun!” Mark spoke through a chuckle and then slapped Hunter’s ass once again.

               “Hey, come on stop for a second. I don’t want to drop you!” Hunter spoke in a whiny tone, trying to get Mark to listen to him. He saw that Shawn was pointing at them and laughing. He was sure that Shawn was grateful that Hunter was dealing with Mark and not him. Glenn chuckled as he stalked past Hunter, going up the stairs to go unlock the front door. Noticing that Mark had stopped, he hoped that Mark was going to settle soon since it was getting late.

               “YOO!” Hunter yelled as he felt a hand slip into his pants and a finger probe his ass. Hearing Mark laugh he knew that he was up to no good back there. His eyes were fluttering when he saw Shawn walking over to them. Shawn placed a hand on Hunter’s arm and led them up the stairs.

               “Come on big guys, I want to get those pants off you both,” Slipping into the house he led them up the stairs as Hunter was making more loud moans as Mark kept trying put his finger in Hunter’s ass. Finally standing in front of Mark’s room, Shawn opened the door and then shoved the two men into the room and slammed the door shut.

               “PUT DOWN!” Mark yelled, which startled Hunter enough, where he quickly put Mark down and then backing up so he was standing in front of Shawn. He felt Shawn reach out and place his hands on his hips wondering what Mark was up too. They watched in silence as Mr. Pie stalked across the room and went into the closet looking for something.

               After a minute of digging around he smirked when he finally got his hands on what he was looking for. Turning around Mark looked at both Hunter and Shawn with a wicked grin on his face.

               “COME!” Mr. Pie commanded pointing a finger at them. Hunter sighed, knowing that things were about to get wild and terrifying, but he was looking forward to it. Shawn and Hunter made their way to him knowing that there was no getting out of what was about to happen. Mark grabbed both by their shirts and then pushed them onto the bed.

               “BAD BOYS GET PUNISHED,” Mr. Pie spoke standing over them with two leather belts in his hand. Biting his lip he knew that he shouldn’t say anything and just let Mark have fun, but if he didn’t say this, he was never going to be able to get it out.

               “Are we the bad boys?” Shawn asked, looking nervous about the belts, he was hoping that they would be tied up and not hit with them.

               “Yeah, big man are we the bad boys? Are you going to punish us?” Hunter said looking at Mark, who was walking to the other side of the bed. Once there he roughly grabbed Hunter’s arms and tied the belt around his wrists and then pulling him up  to the headboard and then looping it through the bar on the headboard. Hunter gulped, knowing that he was now not able to get to Shawn if something happened with Mark. The belt that was around his wrist was very tight making it so he couldn’t move his wrists at all. Hunter watched as Mark made his way over to Shawn and started to wrap the belt around his wrists as well. He could tell that Shawn was a bit nervous but was ok with what was going on. Shawn was yanked up to the headboard next to Hunter and his wrists were also looped through the bar. The two men eyes met for a second and they nodded in agreement to let Mark have his way with them no matter how strange it might get. Standing at the end of the bed, Mark reached down and ripped off Hunter’s pants revealing that he wasn’t wearing any underwear under his pants. Hunter had been taking to not wearing any lately since Mark and Shawn were always trying to get in his pants.

               “Lovely sight,” Mr. Pie’s eyes were drawn to Hunter’s hard cock that was leaking. He had been hard most of the night, he was so ready for this. He needed this and hoped that Mark would hurry up and stop playing with them. Reaching down he ripped Shawn’s pants down along with his underwear. Throwing the pants next to Hunter’s on the floor, he undid his own belt, slipping out of his pants. Throwing them across the room, he slipped out of his shirt tossing that aside as well. Mr. Pie slipped on the bed kneeling between the two men who were laying there, both leaking with need. Smirking, he reached over and ran a finger over the head of Shawn’s hard cock. Coating his fingertip he brought it to Hunter’s mouth.

               “Open!” Hunter opened his mouth without missing a beat watching as Mark pushed his finger into his mouth. Closing his lips around the finger, he started to suck on the finger causing Mark to moan at the feeling. Mark reached down his other finger, doing the same thing with Hunter, he brought that finger to Shawn’s mouth. Without having to tell him, he watched as Shawn opened his mouth drawing the finger into his mouth. He let out another deep moan as he felt both men sucking his fingers. Pulling his fingers out he could hear them whining at the loss of them. Leaning over he pressed his forehead to Hunter’s. Locking eyes, Mark smiled.

               “I love you Hunter,” Hunter’s eyes went wide as he looked into Mark’s eyes. Mark’s cold dark eyes still showed that Mr. Pie was out to play, but this was a much more calm side of him, a loving side of him. This was something that Hunter had never seen before and was going to have to ask Kane when he got a chance to. He was going to see if this was something new or if this had happened before.

               “I love you too,” Hunter spoke, then pushing his lips against Mark’s. This kiss got very heated, very quickly. Moaning very loudly he could feel that Mark was trying to push his way into his mouth. Opening it he felt Mark’s tongue dancing with him. If his hands had not been tied up he would have been dragging his nails up and down Mark’s back.  Pulling away from Hunter he listened as he groaned at the loss of Mark in his mouth.  Mark smirked and leaned over to Shawn looking at him, he spoke to Shawn.

               “I love you, Shawn. Don’t be scared,” Shawn nodded his head and then spoke up.

               “I love you big guy. I am not scared, I know that you will never hurt me,” He felt Mark’s lips come crashing down on his. Opening his mouth, he could taste not only Mark, but Hunter as well. Moaning into the kiss he knew that he was in good hands and that they both would be taking care of. He tried to move his arms, but he felt the belt biting into him. He knew that there was no escaping whatsoever, his body was going to be used by Mr. Pie however he wanted. Pulling away from Shawn, trying to catch his breath, a wicked grin formed on his face. Scooting back on the bed, he leaned down and placed a very loving kiss on the tip of Shawn’s rock-hard cock that was dripping. Shawn groaned at the feeling, he knew that if Mark kept up with this, it wouldn’t be long before he was pushed over the edge. Just as quickly as Mark had came down on his cock, he pulled away and mirrored his actions with Hunter who let out a very loud moan, which caused Shawn to shake. Between Mark tormenting their bodies, and the sounds he wasn’t sure how long he was going to last. Pulling away from Hunter’s leaking cock, he sat up straight. Snapping his head towards the door, he slipped off the bed and walked over to the door.

               “Hey dead man?” Hunter called wondering what was going on. It was like Mark was in a trance as he flung the door open and took off out of the room.

               “MARK!” screamed Shawn struggling against the belt that was biting into his wrists. He turned his head slightly so he could look at Hunter who seemed just as confused about what was going on. Hunter tried to wiggle out of the belt, but he found that there was no budging the belt at all.

               “KANE!!!!!!” screamed Hunter hoping that he was able to get Kane’s attention but was panicked when no one came running into the room. Which meant they were left to figure out how to get out of the belts and get Mark back into the room before he did anything that he would regret.

               “Fuck!” Shawn said as his head dropped to his chest. It was going to be a long night if they couldn’t get loose.

               “KANE! BYRAN! SOMEONE GET YOUR ASS IN HERE!” yelled Hunter trying once more to get someone to help them. But it was like a silence had coated the house and he didn’t hear any movement.

               “Hey Hunt?” Shawn asked tapping Hunter’s leg with his foot. He could tell that his arms were starting to go numb from being pinned like they were.             

               “Yeah buddy?” Hunter answered, feeling his eyes starting to drop. 

               “I hate you at times. Why did you let him get the belts?” Shawn spoke in a panic. When Hunter didn’t answer he looked over and saw that Hunter had fallen asleep. Muttering to himself he knew that he was going to have to just wait for someone to either find them or for Mark to come back. Closing his eyes he started to think of ways that he was going to get them both back for this.