The next day the ship docked in St. Thomas and we are met by the United States Navy. Captain Gerald Leblanc greeted Brandon and me as we are about to disembark the ship. We’re still waiting for Josh and Andrew to join us but they are detained by some friends that they had met.

“There’s a naval investigative team on the island as we speak investigating the crash. They will transport the wreckage back here to further investigate why you would have run out of fuel so quickly. 

“I would think that it’s quite obvious why we were out of fuel. We were drastically off course,” I told him.

“Actually Mr. Bennett, you weren’t that far off course. The team compared your flight plan with were you were actually found, and you did a fine job battling those upper trade winds. I’m quite impressed by how you handled the situation given your limited flight experience. I wouldn’t have thought about skimming across the water to beach the aircraft safely on the beach. Completely genius,” he says and I was flattered by his praise.

“I couldn’t have done it alone without the help my lo … friend, Brandon. Barnes. He kept talking to me and keeping me focused,” I told him, and noticed Josh and Andrew standing a few feet away from us.

“Would you look at that disgusting behavior; grownup men kissing in public,” he said bitterly and Brandon and I turned to see our boys kissing their friends goodbye. “They should be but away for such behavior,” he added,” and I noticed how Brandon cringed at his remarks.

“I’m sorry that they offend your morals, Captain LeBlanc. The tall dark haired young man happens to be Mr. Barnes’ son,” I told him just as bitterly. “Now, if you will excuse me, Sir?” I turned to talk privately with Brandon. “I’m broke, but if you could loan me the money, I'll pay for the four of us to fly home on a public airline.”

“There’s no need for that, I already booked four seats on a flight while you were talking with Captain Asshole,” Brandon told me.

“Why you beautiful man,” I told him, and just as I was about to move closer to kiss him, I caught myself.

“Well, gentlemen, if you're ready to go, there’s a plane waiting to return you to Miami,” he said and we follow him from the ship.

“Thank you but no thank you sir. We’ve decided to fly the friendly skies of United Airlines,” Brandon said smugly.  

“It’s the comment that I made, wasn’t it?” he asked, and we both nodded yes.

An hour later we arrive at the airport and got a shocking surprise when we stepped up to the ticket counter.

“I reserved four one way coach tickets to Miami,” Brandon told the young lady.

“Yes, Mr. Barnes. I have four first class seats reserved under your name.”

“Excuse me but I requested coach, not first class,” he said.

“We understand that, Sir. The airline appreciates you choosing to fly home with us and we are picking up the costs.”

“Well, thank you and we appreciate your generosity.”

She handed me our four boarding passes and we headed to the security gate. Our carry-ons checked and our identities verified, we were waiting for our flight to begin boarding.

“Excuse me, gentlemen, aren’t you the survivors from the island that your plane crashed on,” a young man asked.

“That’s us, and we’re finally heading home to Miami,” Josh told him.

“I’m Patrick Radcliffe of the Miami radio station WBGG, 105.9 in Miami and I’d love to have your story for our listeners,” he told us.

Over the next twenty minutes or so, we retold our story for the listeners back in Miami. What we didn’t know was that we were on live radio that he had somehow rigged up through his cell phone to the station.

“Well there you have it WBGG listeners, their story in their own words. Thank you guys for sharing your adventures with our listeners.”

“Ah … Patrick, were we just on live radio here or in Miami?” Andrew asks.

“You were on both, thanks to modern technology and my smartphone,” he said, holding up his phone.

“I’m glad that nothing was said that could be misinterpreted … if you know what I mean,” Brandon whispered to me.

“I know, huh?”

They begin calling our plane’s seats for boarding and thankfully we were among the first ones to board. Seatbelts fastened and we were more than ready to go home. Within thirty minutes we were speeding down the runway and up into the sky. I so want to grab Brandon’s hand but I knew that he would have freaked out.

“I wonder if my truck is still in your hanger, Marc,” Brandon inquired.

“If I know Beth, she has your truck either where you parked it or securely housed elsewhere right along with my SUV. I was going to give her a call but the number that I had to the hanger is no longer in service.”

We both caught a little catnap and before we know it the pilot announced  that we are approaching the airport and to prepare for landing. The landing, although I was anxious, went smoothly and we taxied up to our gate. It felt great to be back on American soil again. We were among the first group off, and walked down the walkway to baggage claim when someone called out.

“Marc! Marc Bennett over here.” I turned my head and saw my two brothers-in-law, Eric and Terrell, jumping up and down excitedly, waiting for me to pass through the security gate. As soon as we got through it, they were on me like white on rice, hugging me.

“How did you know that I was coming in today?” I asked.

“I heard you live on the radio, called Terrell, and here we are,” Eric said, while eyeing Josh.

“Let me introduce you to … “ Eric cut me off.

“I already know Brandon; how are you, Sir,” he asked, giving him a warm hug.

“I’m great and happy to be back home safe and sound, Eric.”

“Josh, you handsome hunk of man flesh, how’s it hanging,” he asked and completely bypassed the hug and gave him a scorching kiss.

“Excuse me, that’s my guy that you’re kissing,” Andrew said sternly.

“Welcome home, gorgeous,” Terrell said to Andrew and gave him a hot long kiss.

“I’m good, thanks,” I told them when they turned to me. “But I am surprised to see you here, considering whose brother you guys are.”

“Let’s go somewhere private and talk about that bitch,” Terrell sayd as he led the way to baggage claim. “Where are you staying, Marc?”

“Well, after I received that lovely telegram from Mary telling me that we were divorced and the house was sold, Brandon offered me his spare room. I’m going to rent it from him until I can get my half of our savings account and what she got for the house.”

“Like I said, let’s go somewhere private, there’s a lot of things that you need to know about our dear sister and your wife.”

Brandon offered to have them come back to his house and they drove. The drive was very generic with six of us in the car. Although four of them are gay, Eric and Terrell didn’t know that Brandon and I were also. Brandon was very surprised to find his house spotless and aired out after having been closed up for over a year.

“We thought that you might like having it freshened up, Brandon. So Eric and I came over after the radio broadcast and did a quick cleaning. We turned the air down to your usual seventy-four degrees and we even changed the bedding in the three bedrooms.”

“Oh yeah, this girl … Beth, yeah that’s her name, well, she dropped off your truck. She said to tell you that she did an oil change and tune-up on it. Marc, your SUV is still hidden at her father’s house. She said that Mary came looking for it and she told her that she didn’t know where you left it. I really like that girl’s way of thinking.”

“Thanks guys,” I tell them and gave them each a hug. “Now, tell me about your sister, my wife.”

“I might as well tell you because I had to deal with her and her boy toy the most,” Eric said. “Let’s start at the beginning. She’s been fucking around with this guy for over a year before you even disappeared. I know, because she wanted me to represent her when she filled for her divorce. I refused because I’m not that kind of attorney. Secondly, she was planning on taking you to the cleaners, claiming that you were the one cheating with your secretary.”

“What? My secretary is a lesbian and married to another woman for heaven’s sake.”

“I’m just repeating what she told me, so please don’t shoot the messenger. Now, the savings account. She immediately emptied it when news of your plane’s disappearance hit the news. She established a new account under her married name and deposited the money into that account. Now, the house and this is her best one yet. Seeing how your house was paid for, she sold it to her new husband for ten dollars and then he sold it for four and a half million dollars, which went into her new account.”

“I’m fucked, there’s no way that I’ll ever get my share of the money that’s rightfully mine.”

“Well, that’s not entirely true, Marc, because there might be a way to get what is yours.”

“I’m listening, bro.”

“You know how I’m a wizard when it comes to hacking,” I nodded. “I have been tinkering around with hacking into some “peoples'” accounts and if you say the word I can make you a very rich man and no one will be the wiser about who did it.”

“I don’t want you going to prison because of money, Eric.”

“I won’t, and neither will you, handsome. I’ll get great pleasure seeing her get what’s coming to her and her boy toy also.”

“Why are you doing this for me, Eric? After all, she’s your sister and I’m nothing but an in-law.”

“I can see that she or our father never told you about her family history. Mary isn’t really our sister; Mom and Dad adopted her when they thought that Mom couldn’t have children. Then a few years later Terrell and I came along naturally. She’s been a fucking bitch to us ever since we came out as gay. When the rest of the family turned their backs on us she naturally followed them. So you see, bro, this is as much our revenge for how she treated us as it is for how she treated you.”

He opened up his laptop and began tapping on the keyboard. Soon he had her savings account open and I was shocked by how much is in there. 

“I have an off shore account set up in your name, Marc. It’s untraceable and so encrypted that it scares even me how secure it is. So just say the word and I’ll make you a rich man, bro.”

“I’m sorry, Eric, but I’d like to see if she’s as cold hearted as you say she is. I plan on paying her a visit tomorrow at work. She does still own the same ad agency right?” He nodded and shifted his eyes to Brandon.

“Marc, can I have a word with you for a moment,” Brandon asked, rising from his chair and leading me down the hallway to the first bedroom.

“I know that you want to give her the benefit of the doubt and all about the money,” he began. “Let’s say that you go see her tomorrow and politely ask her for your half of everything and she turns vicious on you and says to forget it. Then you threaten to take her to court and again she’s a bitch to you. Now you’re pissed off and you tell Eric to go ahead and transfer the money. See how that’ll look to her and the district attorney. The money disappears right after you two have words over the money.”

“Fuck, everything will point directly to me as the one that stole the money,” I told him, sinking down on the edge of the bed.

“That’s right, sweetheart. Now if you let Eric transfer the money now, and then you go see her about getting your half…” It suddenly hits me.

“I’m considered innocent, why would I ask for the money that I already had,” I deduce. “I love you, Brandon, and thank you for watching my back,” I told him, and we stepped into each other’s arms, kissing as only lovers can.

“Marc can … oh, excuse me,” Eric said, coming upon Brandon and me kissing.

Brandon immediately broke away in a panic and he was at a loss for words.

“Eric can you give us a moment please,” I asked a very stunned Eric.

“I’m sorry guys … I wasn’t looking to spy on you,” he said quietly, and left.

“How could I be so stupid as to think that I could hide my sexuality once I got home,” Brandon said quietly as he looked out of the window.

“You can and we will, if that’s what you want, sweetheart. Eric is gay also; so is his brother, Terrell. I’ve known them for years and you couldn’t find two more trustworthy guys than Eric and Terrell to keep our secret and have our backs.”

“Are you sure, Marc, really sure? We… I have a lot to lose if it ever got out that I was gay and had a lover.”

“I’m very sure, now let’s set things right between us all, Brandon. Right now I’m going to need their help and so are you.” Brandon nodded and hesitated for a breath of a moment before giving me a kiss.

Out in the dining room everyone was talking as if nothing had happened. Even Eric was laughing at something that Josh was saying, and Andrew seemed captivated by Terrell.

“Finally, have you decided on what you want to do about the money, bro,” Eric asked.

“Brandon convinced me that it would be better for me and my appearance of innocence to grab the money now, and then go to see her tomorrow. This way it gives me the appearance of going after money that I don’t already have.”

“That’s true, plausible deniability,” Eric said. “I knew that I liked being your legal counsel Brandon,” he said, giving him a clap on the back.

“Now I think we need to address what you saw happening in the other room, Eric,” Brandon said quietly.

“That’s your business and I’ll keep it confidential between us,” he whispered to Brandon so that only he could hear.

“I think that what we are building here is something that’s being built on trust and friendship, Eric. I… I mean… Marc and I want to tell you and Terrell about it.”

I could see that Brandon was having a very difficult time finding the right way to tell them that we were a couple, but also the courage to say those three little words aloud. As much as I wanted to spare him the discomfort of saying it, it had to be his own choice to give voice to who he really was.

“I guess what I’m trying to say is … I am gay and in love with Marc.” I placd my hand over his and give it a gentle squeeze.

“Wow, I didn’t see that coming,” Terrell said, looking at the two of us. “But then that bitch wife of yours is enough to turn any straight man gay,” he added, and we all burst out laughing.

“I know that you once told me that your twin brother was gay, Marc, so I found it odd that you weren’t. Are you bisexual?”

“If there has to be a label placed on Brandon and me, then bisexual would probably fit because we both are attracted to women also. All that I know and feel is that I’m deeply in love with this man beside me. We're not coming out as a gay couple but just two friends living together separately. Neither of us are ready to go public yet with our sexuality. I hope that you both understand and that you can respect our choice?” I asked and they both got up and surround us in their arms, hugging us warmly.

After we get everything squared away about us and our time on the island, Eric opened up his laptop and started working his magic. I was amazed at how fast his fingers could move over the keyboard and how intense his expression was.

“Done! You are now worth slightly over two hundred and fifteen million dollars bro.” Eric told me and I was shocked by the amount.

“Did you leave her anything?” I ask.

“I left her nothing Marc. What I did was close out her account and transfered the entire amount to your account. By the way, here’s all the financial information that you will need to access the account. I also changed the date of both when the account was opened and that of the deposits. To protect your gorgeous ass, yeah bro, I have lusted over you and so has Terrell. But he’s too shy to admit. Anyways, for your protection, I’ve dated the opening of your account back two years before you disappeared. I also staggered the deposits over that two year period with the last deposit two days before you left on your ill fated trip.”

“Damn you’re good, what do I owe you for your trouble?”

“Welllll, if your man doesn’t mind, I would accept a kiss as payment. I’d probably get fired as his legal counsel if I pressed for more,” he said, shyly glancing over at Brandon.

“After what you have done for him, for us Eric, press all you want,” Brandon said. 

“How about a night together, Marc? If I’m asking too much, then I’ll be grateful for just an hour in bed with you.”

“Hell, I wouldn’t mind the same with Brandon,” Terrell piped in.

“I thought that you were married to Richard,” I assumed.

“I am, but not for long, because he’s been cheating on me for quite some time,” he confessesd.

“What do you say, Brandon?” I asked.

“I’m game if you are, sweetheart. But Terrell, I’m strictly a top,” he told him.

“I’m a devoted bottom and so ready whenever you are,” he said and as he gave Brandon a hot kiss, his leg lifted up and wrapped around Brandon’s leg.

“Thank goodness I have four bedrooms here.”

“Ah dad, do you still have all those workout mats?” Josh asks.

“Yeah, they’re stored in the fourth bedroom, why,” he ask.

“If everyone is up for it, how about we turn this into a group orgy. Those mats are super thick and we can place them together and make one large bed out of them.”

We looked around at each other and everyone agreed. Over the next hour we set up the mats and showered. We entered the room, six naked and handsome, muscular men with raging hard-ons. It was so amusing to see us just standing there, naked and no one wanting to make that first move.

“Oh what the fuck,” Eric said and pulled me onto the mat, quickly followed by Terrell pulling Brandon down to the mat for a kiss. Josh and Andrew stood watching until I held out my hand to Andrew, who quickly joined me. Josh nervously watched his father, wondering if he would extend the invitation for him, which he did. Josh eagerly joined into the game and the men swapped kisses with each other.

“You don’t think that it’s strange or wrong to be having sex with your son,” Eric asked, not in a judging tone but more inquisitive.

“It doesn’t bother us, so why should it bother either of you two,” Brandon bravely commented and I could see the love and pride in Joshua’s eyes for his father as he pressed his mouth to Brandon’s in a hot loving kiss.

“It doesn’t bother us because Terrell and I have had more sex together than we can count," he said and gave his brother a very hot kiss. Andrew and I decided to take it further and while I descend on Eric’s cock, Andrew was sucking mine. Soon Brandon was balls deep into Terrell’s ass with Terrell sucking Joshua’s cock as Brandon fucks him. Likewise with Eric and me. Eric was driving his cock hard and deep into my ass while I’m sucking Andrew. The room wreaked of sweat and sex as we postponed our climaxes by switching partners. I was then fucking Andrew and he was blowing Terrell. Brandon was fucking Josh and Eric had his cock rammed down Joshua’s throat. We were all getting very close after an hour of fucking and sucking with various switch ups. Finally we all needed to come so we partnered off one last time. Eric was happily fucking Terrell, Brandon was with Josh and Andrew was in heaven with me.

“I’m happy that I ended up with you Marc. I love how you make love to me as opposed to just fucking me. I never feel like I’m being used the few times that we made love together,” he confessed with tears in his eyes.

“No one should use another person sexually for their own sexual satisfaction, sweetie. I, too, love how beautiful it is, the act of making love, between us. We seem to share more than our bodies with each other.”

“It’s like our souls touch and meld together while we make love. I’m going to say something, Marc, and I’m being honest with you about it. If you and I didn’t have partners that we were in love with, I would want you to spend my life with.”

He’d not only made a confession about his feelings for me, but he’d exposed himself so completely that he was vulnerable to hurt and ruining him forever.

“I don’t know if it’s possible, Andrew, to be in love with two people at the same time but I'm with you and Brandon. You see something in me that seems to be invisible to Brandon.”

“When we make love together Marc, I see a man who gives all of himself to the person he’s with. He’s uncaring for what’s in it for him, but for what he has to give to his lover. You are so beautiful, Marc, both inside and outside. It’s your inner beauty that always attracted me to you. I’m being silly now,” he said, and turned his head away from me.

“Please don’t do that with me Andrew. Please don’t ever pour your heart out to me, or anyone else for that matter, and then turn away as if you were ashamed of yourself and what you said. I … SEE … YOU … the inner man, who is just dying to be seen and desired for the man who he is. You have this inner strength that I’m in awe of. Your only flaw you have is, not believing in yourself and your ability to make your partner feel the way that you want to be. I love you Andrew,” I told him and our kiss had all the emotions and feelings that we were giving to each other. As we poured ourselves into our kiss, I eased myself into the heat of his tight sheath. His hips rose from the mat and his slender legs envelope my hips as we found a slow passionate rhythm that would keep us dancing on the edge of our climax until we were ready to jump together over and into the abyss of sexual paradise.

“Oh fuck; I’m coming,” rang out in the room as the other guys erupted with their climax.

Andrew and I had had our eyes locked together ever since I entered him, and even now that I feel his climax approaching, he was dragging mine along with his.

“I’m …” he started to cry softly from the shear emotional power of our united souls.

“Me too, beautiful.” I lowered my mouth to his, and as our mouths joined in a kiss unlike any other that either of us havd shared with anyone, we climaxed together.

His arms were holding me so tightly, as if he were afraid that he would lose me should he let me go. I was completely in love with Brandon, but I was sharing a very special love that two people rarely find together, with Andrew. 

“I love you, Marc,” he whispered against my ear.

“I love you more, my precious Andrew,” I whispered back.

“No matter where life takes me, Marc, I will always remember this one time that we not only made love, but so did our souls,” he confided in me.

“As will I, sweetheart; as will I.”

Exhausted after hours of unbridled sex we all fall asleep on the mats cuddling with the last man that you had sex with. The next morning we stagered to the two showers that Brandon’s house had while those of us waiting to shower cleaned up from the night before.

“Well, that was certainly an intense welcome home party,” Brandon said as we finish piling up the last of the mats. “I think that I fucked Josh three times before I got to get someone else to fuck,” he told me.

“I think that you're giving your son his early teen fantasy wishes, honey. I see how he looks at you now. Because ever since that first time that you fucked him on the island he’s seeing you differently. You're more his hero then simply his dad. He is more respectful and loving of you, Brandon.”

“I have noticed that about him, too. I love how he reverts back to the little boy in him like he was with me as a preteen. He used to follow me around like my shadow back then,” he shared and I love how he gets that distant look in his eyes, as if he were back in the day with Josh.

“I guess you and I each have our own special love, because I’m finding that Andrew and I are sharing much the same kind of love as you are with Josh.”

“Are we wrong to want each other and them as well, Marc?” 

Brandon caught me off guard with his question because at first he was so dead set against having sex with his son. Now he’s not only accepted that he’s had sex with Josh but he’s finding that he’s wanting it as an active part of our relationship. I should be upset or even angry but I’m not because I’m desiring Andrew too.

“What are we going to do about our special lovers, Brandon?”

“I have an idea, but I need to make some inquiries before I say anything.”

“The shower's all ours … I mean … yours, Dad,” Josh said.

“Do you mind babe?” Brandon quietly asks.

“Not at all because I’m sure his other half is waiting for me.” 

I no sooner got the words out of my mouth and Andrew entered the room.

"The other shower is available, Marc,” not guys, but Marc, he said. “Also, Eric said to give him a call after you get back from seeing your ex-witch. Those were his exact words ba … Marc.” Andrew said, blushing because he almost called me babe.

“Can we talk to you and Andrew for a moment?” Brandon asked Josh who suddenly got a worried look on his face. “Relax, Son, we need to address some things that keep coming up amongst the four of us. No pun intended there, guys."

“I guess that you and Marc want to end this sex thing that keeps happening between us, huh, Dad?”

“On the contrary, Josh,” he said and Joshua’s face lit up like it was Christmas. “I realize that you and I seem to be having sex together more and more, just like Marc and Andrew seem to be having. I’m going to put this out there for you to think about. I… we don’t mind sharing our love with the two of you because we both have come to realize that we are in love with you guys as well as with each other. What we are saying is that we want to change up partners occasionally, guys. You know, we’re willing to do a swap now and then like seems to be occurring. Are you both in agreement with this? Marc and I have talked about it and we are willing to share our hearts and love with you.”

“I’m very much in agreement with this agreement,” Josh eagerly said, looking to Andrew.

Andrew was quite surprised by Josh’s eagerness to have sex with his father. Even though he was also willing to have time with Marc, Josh’s eagerness makes him feel like he is just a convenient body to fuck for Josh. They've been together since college as a couple and yes, lately they've been growing apart, but it still hurts to see the man who he’s loved so easily push him aside without even seeking out his feelings about this arrangement.

“I’m sensing that something is bothering you, Andrew,” I said taking him by the hand and leading him off to talk privately. “Brandon, why don’t you both take your showers and we’ll take ours after. I would like to have a talk with Andrew.”

Josh grabbed his father’s hand and led him away without a glance to Andrew.

“It’s just us, sweetheart, and what we talked about stays right here between us,” I told him and he broke down crying in my arms. “What’s wrong, honey? Did something happen that I’m not aware of?”

“I’m just being emotional and stupid is all,” he says once he composes himself.

“You may be emotional. We all could at times, but stupid is something that you definitely are not. I’m listening with my heart to you, so please tell me what has you so upset.”

“Josh does. He didn’t even consult with me about how I feel about this arrangement that you and Brandon are offering us. He didn’t even glance my way to see if I was interested or not in the arrangement. The most hurtful thing is, Marc, it was you who picked up on my emotions, not Josh. We’ve been together for years, and yes, we’ve grown apart over the last few months since …”

"… since he stopped talking and started crying again.

“Ever since he and his father had sex together,” I said, finishing his sentence.

“Yes, and last night when everyone one else swapped partners, he made sure that he kept his father for a partner. I know that it’s none of my businessm Marc, but I’ve seen a subtle change in your relationship with Brandon.”

“I have also and like you, I was able to trace it back to when they had sex together on the island. I know that I can’t prove it, but there were times when Josh and Brandon went off to go fishing for our meals that I wondered if they were doing more than fishing.”

“They were because I followed them several times. I had the same suspicion and needed to know what I was dealing with. I followed them the first four times and each time they had sex together. I wanted to confront them about it but we were stuck there on that cursed island. So I kept quiet.”

“You could have told me about them.”

“And just what would you have done?”

“You’re right, I would have confronted at least Brandon about it. What gets me is how angry he got when Josh brought up the subject of having sex with him. Afterwards, he wasn’t bothered in the least about it. I’m going to have a talk with him about this arrangement, not because of what you told me, but because this idea was all his. He really never consulted me about it. He just said that we need to do something about Josh’s need for sex with him and that’s when he said we are going to do a sharing once in a while. I had a wife who smiled to my face and cheated on me behind my back. I will not tolerate or allow myself to go through another relationship like that. We need to shower and I’m sure that they are together in the master bathroom shower. Let’s go see if I’m right,” I told him, leading him from the room by the hand.

“Harder, Daddy, yeah like that, Daddy,” I heard Josh telling Brandon. “Shove your big Daddy cock deeper into your boy’s pussy,” he yelled.

“I’m going to fuck that boy pussy into submission boy,” Brandon told him and slapped Josh’s wet ass. “You like Daddy spanking you for being a bad boy?” Brandon askes.

“Oh yeah Daddy; I’ve been a very bad boy,” he ssid and got several more wet slaps. “Permission to come, Daddy?” Josh asked and I looked at Andrew who was in tears sitting beside me.

“Permission denied boy. You will not come until I tell you that I’m ready to come. Am I clear on this boy?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

We listened to them carry on their game for another half hour. I was about to go in there when I finally heard Brandon giving Josh permission to come.

“Thank you, Daddy. Now please fuck the cum right out of my balls ,Daddy,” Josh begged.

“Ride your Daddy’s cock, Son … oh fuck I’m coming,”Brandon roared, followed by Josh.

“I’m coming, Daddy … fuck me harder … deeper, Daddy, oh fuck I’m coming,” Josh screamed out like a little girl.

“I’m sorry, Marc but I can’t take this anymore. Tell Josh that I went home,” he said, and he'd gone before I could stop him.

“Neither can I. Neither can I.” I admitted and walked out of the room.

To be continued...