Chopping up the vegetables Evan was deep in his thoughts that he never realized the soup boiling over the pot and falling all over the stove. The hissing sound as the liquid touched the hot metal made him come out of his thoughts and took his attention to the mess and in that very moment, the sharp blade made contact with his skin. Hissing and cursing at the sudden pain he hurriedly put his bleeding finger in mouth sucking up the blood while switching off the heat with his other hand. Wiping the soup with his free hand using the kitchen cloth he threw it in the washing sink.

Frustration builds in his mind, unconsciously finding the excuses to blame the accidents on something and when it did find one it only worsened his mood, a sullied feeling settling in his stomach. Leaving the food as it is, he sped walked towards the bathroom, flicking the light switch on and opened the cabinet below the basin to take out the first aid kit.

Patching up the wound and taking a mental note to get an injection of tetanus later he stood up from his position from the ground his eyes taking up the face emerging from below in the mirror. The rim of his eyes was red and a dark patch of skin rested below it but Evan was not someone to cry, no for him it takes a lot to shed tears and the matter was not something that was forced upon him. He accepted it and somewhere he was as nervous about it as excited. The only thing bothering him though was one question "Is he not enough?" A four-word question so quickly to wonder and ask but the meaning of it so heavy and deep that it can cost some people everything.

But before he got the chance to be depressed while thinking about it again the sound of the door lock opening and then followed by the door hinges creaking as they rotated took his attention away. Walking out he sped towards the living room to look up at the very person he loved from the very being of himself. As their eyes met they crinkled up in smiles, maybe his lovers a bit more than his. As the warm arms embraced him hugging him close to the body and smell he has grown familiar to he couldn't help but sigh quietly to himself.

"How was your day?" the voice that used to give him goosebumps earlier whispered in his ear. Surprisingly it was only now he noticed that there were no goosebumps or knot in his stomach as their skins made contact. In fact, it was as ordinary as it has been for some time now. Answering the question with a simple 'good' he pulled himself away. Merging up a small smile he directed him slightly towards the stairs. "Go change, I'll set up the dinner."

Daniel nodded and walked towards the stairs with a small smile but came to a sudden halt, turning around he looked serious in Evan's eyes and mumbled the words that remind him of something he has been thinking about all day and was desperately trying to avoid.

"You made the dinner for three, right?" Evan stood as silent and still as a statue.

Moments later which was actually not even two seconds, he nodded so light that it was unseen to the eyes not paying attention to it. Daniel looked at him with a slight frown not getting the sudden down behavior of Evan but satisfied with his nod he climbed up the stairs with a slight jump in his feet where the slow walk of Evan to the kitchen felt like dragging a bag full of boulders.

The house was silent of any sound except the clink-plank of crockery and cutlery and Daniel's light singing coming down the stairs from the bedroom. Evan noticed the cheery mood and his own sullen a bit more many questions taking birth every second and if he dares to say some suspicions coming to confirmation. As he put the last cover on the steaming pot the silence was disturbed by the ringing of doorbell catching both the men's attention.

A chill ran down Evan's spine, the shrill sound vibrating in his every nerve. Daniel was still upstairs probably changing since he didn't descend down the stairs, Evan had no choice but to open the door himself and with heavy steps that made him feel like his slippers are made of iron he walked to the door. His hand touching the doorknob jerked back suddenly as he felt a sudden electric shock run through him, Evan looked confused at his hand turning and clenching it as if he has lost his mind. Holding the knob again with the care he turned it to open the door when a sudden alien feeling overwhelmed him making him pause for a second or two. What was it?

Shaking the dread and the feel he opened the heavy door and what stood beyond it made him stood there like a dumb duck. Evan suddenly felt the loss of any energy in his body, his legs felt lifeless and so does his mind, empty, void of any thought. Dirty blonde hair cropped from both the sides, steel grey eyes, angular face and a sharp jawline with a light dusting of stubble, his perfect set of shinning white teethes and full red lips grinning at him.

A surge of desire originating somewhere below his stomach spread throughout his body, a sense of warmth made his ears and neck red and palms sweaty.

"Hi! I am Connor McKnight. If I am not wrong you are Evan?" That voice was so rough but it came out so smoothly that each syllable strung a tingling sensation at the bottom of Evan's spine.

"Yeah, come in" His own voice came out hoarse and low.

"Thanks." Connor looked at Evan with bright eyes and stepped in passing him allowing closing the door. Both men caught the whiff of each other's scent and to say they didn't like it would be a big fat lie.

Connor followed behind Evan to the living room his eyes occasionally shifting to the two perfect round mounds and having no shame in doing so. Both the men know why he is here and there is no meaning in hiding it. Though Connor sure hit the jackpot looking at Evan but is kept wondering that why someone is looking outside at all when they have someone like Evan in their house. He smirked slightly remembering the phrase 'Swords always fall in the hands of a monkey' Anyway good for him.

"Have a seat," Evan said turning to look at him.

"Thanks," Connor said sitting down on the sofa, his eyes roaming around the house taking in the details and one thing he noticed is that whoever decorated this house has a very similar taste to his own.

"What would you like to drink Tea, coffee or beer?" Evan asked walking towards the kitchen.

"Ahh... A beer would be good." Connor replied smiling. He felt odd who offers beer as a welcome drink?"

Moments later he was handed a chilled beer. "Thanks, nice house btw,"

His compliment was returned with a smile. "Thank you; I took great pains to decorate it myself," Evan said looking around with a coffee cup in his hand.

"Ahh," Connor made a slight approving sound and for some reason, he liked it, the fact that it was Evan who decorated the house pleased him.

Both men smiled at each other for a split second before taking sips of their separate drinks and looking away.

It was slightly uncomfortable sitting in awkward silence. Evan was completely blank on what to talk as he is not much of a socialite and his earlier hesitance on the issue and this newly found attraction wasn't going well with him. He was too confused to decide where to begin and despite his natural confidence in dealing with the matters related to his heart this time he decided to skip on it and get his erratic mind to settle down with his knowledge, "Well... If you don't mind me asking then how did you and Daniel met? I know you both are good friends but coming to this arrangement. I just wanna know for my own curiosity and that is if you don't mind."

Connor was busy drinking his beer and looking around the house with occasional glimpses at his host his mind occupied with his own thoughts and maybe some fantasies but hearing the question something flashed in Connor's eyes like he was waiting for this question all along.

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"We met through a common friend. I don't know if you know Chloe?"

Evan nodded a bad taste settling in his mouth. Of course, it is Chloe, for some reason they never got along.

"A few months ago she and I were out drinking as she had asked me to keep her company and there I met Daniel.

It started out as a normal conversation between us but as we came to know each other more we realized the common things and thoughts we share."

Okay, now he remembers why he doesn't like Chloe, that bitch is always doing something to break him and Daniel.

Evan is a Cancerian, very good at reading people and his intuitions are mostly at the point but at the moment he was having difficulty reading the person sitting in front of him. Connor was giving no indication of how he feels for Daniel. Is it just sexual attraction or something beyond that? Is he one of many attempts of Chloe to just break them apart or did he harbours some feelings of his own? Each and every possibility running through Evan's mind like a math problem that he may never end up solving.

"Oh," the sound escaped him unintentionally as he stared at Connor absentmindedly too lost in his own thoughts but realizing how wrong it sounded Evan tried to cover it up.

"Sorry, what I meant is..."

"Hey, Connor" he was interrupted in between as Daniel came down the stairs with a smile, his hair was still wet and Evan can tell that he wasn't wearing anything below those pyjamas. It's not really hard for him since he knows how it looks bare.

Connor stood up responding to the hug initiated by Daniel. Evan couldn't help but notice the extended duration of the hug and how Connor took a deep breath and whispered very quietly in Daniels's ear to which he just smiled cockily.

Daniel got away from Connor and moved towards Evan sitting beside him where Connor returned to his own seat. "So, what you guys were talking about?"

Daniel asked with the same smile that just isn't disappearing at all.

And before Evan could say something Connor was the first to answer. "I was telling Evan how we met." Evan couldn't help but notice the eagerness at which Connor answered, watching from the corner of his eyes he noticed a frown appeared on Daniel's face but it was gone in the very next.

Connor turned to Evan "As I was saying we began to know each other and after that, we met again of course through Chloe that is but after few meetings we became good friends and went out sometimes for a drink or two.

And then one day it slipped my mouth that how I like a few extra things in my sexual life and a few days later he was asking me to join you guys.

So, that's how I am here."

Evan doesn't know who he is angry at Connor, Daniel or Chloe. Is it even anger or more probably the frustration that Daniel had met Connor before him and probably done things with him? If there is one thing he knows for sure in this short time it is that he is attracted to Connor for his looks but this feeling he is getting seeing him is another thing altogether.

In spite of the conflicting thoughts, Evan had a very neutral look on his face like he was attentively listening to everything and even enjoying at some part but it was Daniel who was slightly on edge and fiddled with his fingers quite many times in such short duration.

Living with someone for a year or two and also as lovers make you know a person from many places. And these movements didn't go unnoticed by Evan just like his bulge earlier.

"That's cool, I am happy you are here. We like to experiment with ourselves and our lives and I really hope you enjoy as much as we'll do." You can't tell but when needed Evan can be really smooth and quick when talking someone out of something.

"Amen," Connor grinned.

"We should start dinner, what say." Daniel looked at Connor and Evan almost standing up halfway.

Both men nodded with a slight hesitation and for a moment their eyes caught each other.

There was something off for sure and Evan can't deny that.

Following Daniel who sat the head chair with Evan on his left and Connor on the right the dinner went uneventful, some common talks like where Connor is from and what does he do for a living is all that went.

And soon half an hour later the three men were walking up the stairs to the main bedroom with the whole house engulfed in darkness except for the one room which was going to be occupied and extremely busy for the particular night.

As the night was still young and the people walking outside believed the people of the dark two-story house have gone to sleep it was unknown to many that destiny was changing its course for the three people inside and a few outsiders.

Similar to the writhing and rolling bodies on the bed in the house the storm clouds rolled in the sky outside and the moans and groans were covered by the roar of the lightning and thunder. As the heat increased inside and the turmoil of hormones reaches its peak winds outside picked up speed soon followed by a shower of rain. Both the storms kept up their dance till quite late in the morning of the next day and it was only when an hour or two was left before sunrise that the sky cleared and the wretched silence settled.

Morning came and the sun rays filtering through the window glass and then through the gap in curtains fell on Evan's face. His eyebrows scrunched up and then with some sudden movements of his eyes under the closed lids they snap open.

Usually, it takes some time for the sleeping person to remember his whereabouts but that's not the case with him and that is for one due to the foreign feeling of touch on his back and a very ***** and muscular back in his sight.

In a mere fraction of seconds, the events of last night flashed before his eyes and they widen with every passing moment.

He knows that back like the back of his hand.

He has caressed and licked that mole on the shoulder hundreds of times, it is Daniel facing away from him and the one hugging him is no other than Connor, his Boyfriend's probably new lover.

Wait... Connor wasn't only now his boyfriend's lover but his too if you call the last night anything but making love.

A lover was a big term, Evan knows that but last night he realized few things.

One Daniel and Connor are not definitely just friends cause last night there was an obvious familiarity between them, their moves were synced they both knew what they were doing and there was no hesitation at all. Just with the very ease they were kissing and fondling each other it was quite clear as day that it all had happened before... many times the chemistry was just near perfect.

It probably explains the low sex drive of his boyfriend recently and the overtime.

And second, is that there is something wrong with Connor, he could feel it the moment the guy entered the house and it began to solidify last night. Daniel was obviously not his first but someone he liked more than in just a one-night stand way. There were feelings involved and why 'were' they are right now just Evan wasn't sure with the intensity of them, especially after last night.

The touches and caress of Connor ignited something in him that he never knew existed in him till last night. He had sex many times before but it was never this...

What should be the right word... satisfying, fulfilling maybe pleasurable?

He doesn't know and in all honesty, instead of thinking how good it was with Connor he should be more concentrated on the fact that his boyfriend had been cheating on him for god knows how long. And instead of confessing it he brought his lover home and had sex with him right in front of him.

The nerve...

Although for some reason Evan wasn't feeling anything close to what he should. The anger, hurt, anger and jealousy they all should be there boiling inside like lava eating away his heart, melting his insides but they were not there. Could it be that Evan is used to it now? After all, it isn't his first time being hurt or betrayed. It all happened before more than once and now he doesn't care, he is too numb to feel it all again.

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Evan's chain of thoughts was broken by Connor tightening his arms pulling him closer and then a face nuzzled into his hair taking deep breathes.

He went still as his entire body tightened, the entire process took three seconds if not less but he felt like minutes has passed. He could feel the other person's heart beating in a steady beat on his back where his own was beating like drums in his ears.

However, as Connor shuffled closer to him, what Evan felt was more than just hammering heartbeats but the hammer itself. His eyes widen slightly as the images of the hammer flashed before him from last night and how hard it had been for him even when he's been with Daniel for some time.

Unknown to him his whole body was turning shades of pink and ears red. Evan knew he had to get out of here even though his own body was saying otherwise but he knows his limit and four times a night is enough to last him a couple of weeks or more.

Removing Connors's hand to not wake him up Evan carefully slid downwards with a lot more difficult considering his sore bottom which was burning like crazy now the flesh is not numb and rubbing.

Limping away to the bathroom downstairs he did his business taking him longer than he takes and then a proper bath.

Changing into grey lowers and white plain t-shirt he walked limped to the kitchen to replenish his lost energy. Filling up his glass with milk and biting into an apple he let the sweet and sour juices quench his dry throat. Evan likes his apple in this way only. They had to be green, hard and definitely not crispy but crunchy.

As he put the empty glass on the table a familiar sound of steps walking down the stairs reached him.

"Hey," Daniel said walking into the kitchen. He walked closer to him and embraced Evan from behind as his back was turned to him. But for some reason Evan wasn't smiling this time, in fact, the touch of his boyfriend seemed very uncomfortable and alien to him.

"You enjoyed last night?" Daniel asked nuzzling into the fresh scent of Evan's hair. However, he didn't know if telling the truth would be the right thing to say. Telling Daniel that what he felt with Connor last night was more than anything he felt ever and that it kept him asking for more.

"Although seeing you enjoying last night like that I really don't need your answer to know. I guess it was a good decision after all." Daniel moved back to the kitchen table and filled the same glass Evan drank from with milk and chugged it down. Evan opened his mouth to remind Daniel to brush his teeth before eating or drinking something but stopped in between knowing it wouldn't affect him slightest.

Though Evan was confused.

He has always been good at reading people, he took psychology very seriously during his school days and feels proud at himself for how quickly he reads people and sometimes situations but Daniel's behavior was putting question mark to all he had studied in these years.

Daniel was not at all acting like a guy who is cheating on his lover. He is hugging him and drinking from the same glass just like new lovers do. He touches him so delicately and treats him with so much love. He can hear it in his voice.

Evan doesn't understand why? Why Daniel is acting so different from what he should? Was he saying the truth when he said that the third person is to only spice things up? Does Daniel still love him? Was it him who was reading the wrong signs?

Maybe he is overthinking seeing things that aren't there maybe things aren't as complicated as he is making them be. Maybe Connor is not really his Boyfriends lover and it is his own conscience making excuses for the attraction he feels towards Connor.

It was the loud and heavy sound of steps that caught both his and Daniel's attention. Connor entered in with green sweats loosely hung low on his hips and him scratching the back of his head. The green sweats that belong to Evan and for some reason he couldn't take his eyes off of him. The white light from the window glass in the living room illuminating his side profile, giving a divine look to Connor, at least in Evan's eyes. Evan didn't know how much time passed but he was disturbed from his stupor by Daniel looking at him weirdly with a smirk. Evan looked at him surprised for a second before looking at Connor again to see him supporting an all-knowing grin.

Evan knew he was going to blush heavily so he hurriedly turned back to the kitchen sink. Fumbling with the utensils preparing to cook something for breakfast he heard the scraping of chair legs against the floor twice.

But unforgiving him the memories of last night kept flashing before his eyes. He felt the obvious slow warming up of his blood and body, his member gradually standing up proud. Leaving everything then and there Evan hurriedly walked out from the kitchen mumbling unheard-able toilet excuse.

What is happening? This is definitely something new to him. Naturally once a night keeps him satisfied if not more than just a couple of days and look at him now, all hot and bothered after a very busy night like a teenage guy who had just discovered the wonders of sex.

The bells were ringing, alarm bells and Evan doesn't like it one bit. He has experienced what happens when feelings go out of control, how devastating it can be and after that he doesn't like to be not in control. Maybe knowing he has control and he wouldn't fall deep is what makes him be in a relationship with Daniel. That he is safe in his shell and it wouldn't get the effect like it does but now he is being probed, his shell being forcefully removed from him.

Evan is falling vulnerable to the hands of the heart and he needs to stop it before it breaks him for finally this time. He is all for romance and shit but love... no love is not something made for him. He could never fall in love; it will leave him too vulnerable, too exposed to hurt and pain.

Standing inside his bedroom he looked at the crumpled bed evidence of the last night activities. Quickly moving to work he removed all the soiled linen and dumped it into the laundry basket. Taking out fresh linen he made the bed taking his sweet time knowing Daniel will handle the breakfast himself.

Sometime later Daniel called out to him asking if he wants to eat anything.

At first, he wanted to refuse but he was still hungry and had plans throughout the day for which he needs energy. Walking inside the kitchen he looked at Daniel and Connor sitting side by side and engaged in a whispering conversation. Noticing him walking in Daniel smiled a fake smile and got up to set up another plate for him.

Evan sat across Connor who actually gave a genuine smile to him "You alright? I hope it doesn't hurt much?" it was asked so nicely and dare say with love that Evan wondered if Connor and Daniel had reversed their role after last night because it was something that Daniel should be asking him.

Evan nodded "I'm fine just a bit tired."

Connor smirked at that though he tried to hide Evan still saw it and knowing the reason behind that smirk made his ears go red. Both he and Connor know that they had indulged in each other a lot more than with Daniel who enjoyed for the most part from the sides.

"Here," Daniel placed the plate in front of Evan with more than necessary force. Evan looked up at him to see him looking at Connor with a small frown. He wondered if Daniel is annoyed that Connor is talking to him with so care. And who is he annoyed at Connor or at him?

Daniel took his place again and this time all three men focused on their food only.