{Dylan}
Dinner was mostly eaten in silence. Triple X had arranged for my parents to stay overnight but they refused the offer and once dinner was done they left. It was kind of an awkward first meeting for my parents, but what more could I expect? I'm the one dating a married woman and for some reason Triple X has taken a liking to me. When he introduced me to Branden and George I liked both of them just the same as I liked Triple X.
I'm still confused about my sexuality and I was attracted to Amanda at first but now that I've been with her for a while I've seen her true colors and I'm not that interested in her anymore.
After dinner Triple X told Amanda that I wasn't going to spend the night in her room but I was going to spend the night in his room instead. Amanda protested a little but Triple X told her that if she wanted to marry me then she would go to bed and say a damn word. She didn't say anything but she turned around and went to her room.
I gave Triple X an amused look after Amanda left. "It seems you were right. As long as I stick around then she'll be obedient."
Triple X rolled his eyes. "Come on, follow me."
He grabbed my hand and we walked down a hallway that led to a huge bedroom that looked big enough to be a small apartment. In the middle of the huge Kingsized bed George and Branden were already having sex.
Triple X looked at me and smirked. "I told them to get started without me."
"Are you going to just stand there and watch us having sex or are you going to join us?" George said after he moaned when Branden thrusted into him.
"Strip," Triple X said.
I nodded and did as I was told. The moment I finished taking my clothes off Triple X gently tossed me on the bed. I couldn't think straight when he started thrusting into me and after he climaxed he said, "We're going to play a game."
I paused. "Huh?"
"I want you to experience all three of us in sex," Triple X said. He looked at Branden. "Branden, it's yours and George's turn. How many times has George climaxed?"
"At least about five now, why?" Branden asked.
"I want Dylan to help us help George sleep at least because he should be resting on his days off don't you think?" Triple X said with a mischievous grin.
Branden grinned. "Okay then, Dylan, get over here."
I did as I was told and found myself sandwiched in between Branden and George. I enjoyed every moment of having sex with them and everything that happened. It took us the whole night to get George to pass out and go to sleep.
Triple X looked at me and smiled. "So what do you think? Which one of us do you want?"
I frowned. "Do I have to choose?"
He laughed, "Well you can have all three of us if you want?"
I nodded. "I want all three of you."
He chuckled. "Okay, all three of us you shall have."
***
{Triple X}
I woke up in the morning to a peaceful and adorable sight. Branden, George and Dylan were all knocked out and snuggling with each other. Branden was snuggling with George, George was snuggling with Dylan and Dylan was snuggling with me. Not wanting to disturb them I gently got out of bed.
Unlike them, I actually had some work to do today. Mostly paperwork that I've been behind on. I've been helping out the Council with their audit on what orders they deemed as unfair that happened and either find out a way to roll them back or compensate for the situation. The other part of the paperwork is reviews on what assignments my Congregation has had and if they've been done correctly and whatnot. There's a lot of other paperwork that needs to be done and I have to make sure that I train my fighting skills still. I figured I'd work on the paperwork and then figure out when I'm going to train later.
As I was working there was a knock on the door. "Come in!"
I rolled my eyes as Amanda walked in and sat down on the couch. "So how did it go last night? Are you agreeable to me marrying Dylan?"
I smiled. "Yes, I agree for you to marry Dylan and I'll forgive the cheating that you did with him before I met him on one condition."
"What?" Amanda asked.
"You have to share him with the rest of us," I said.
Her eyes went wide. "What! No, Dylan's mine and he doesn't belong to you. If you're going to keep me from George, at least let me have Dylan!"
I shook my head. "Nope, it's either you share him with us and I forgive the cheating or you don't share him with us, get pregnant with his child and be exposed for cheating. Let me tell you something Dylan will belong to me, George and Branden one way or another."
"No he will not! And I will get George back! Mark my words, I will get George back and Dylan will never be yours!" Amanda snarled.
"Oh?" I taunted. "And how do you plan on doing that?"
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Amanda gave me an evil smile. "You'll see. George is mine and so is Dylan."
I smirked. "Go right on ahead and do whatever plan you have in your mind to do that is surely bound to fail. I'll just be sitting back and eating my popcorn when the Council finally decides to deal with you."
Amanda scoffed and did something unexpected. She came up to the desk and punched it, breaking it in half and scattering all of the paperwork on the floor that I had recently neatly stacked.
I cracked my knuckles as I stood up and smirked. "If that's not a challenge, I don't know what is."
Amanda shook her head. "That wasn't a challenge, it was a warning."
She turned around and ran out of the office before I could lay a finger on her. I wasn't about to go after her because I knew that now (with the video evidence that I was going to report to the Council) she was going to have the word coward on her record. That's because in the Organization if you challenge someone to a fight and back out, then you're considered a coward.
***
{Dylan}
The next time I went to visit Amanda's home I stayed the night in Amanda's room. I had a weird but vivid dream that Amanda had tied me down on a chair with my facing her and she branded me with a metal rod that had her initials on it.
When I woke up I groaned because I felt like I had a hangover.
"Good morning babe!" Amanda said. "I know it's only 5am but I wanted to show you my little gift I gave you."
I groaned again. "What are you talking about?"
"Open your eyes and see," Amanda said.
I did as she suggested and Amanda showed me a mirror. Much to my horror there was a brand on the back of my left shoulder was a brand with the letters AD, Amanda's initials.
My eyes went wide. "What the hell!"
"I just left my mark on you to let you know that you never belong to any else but me," Amanda said with a sinister smile. "And I'm going to do the same thing with Goerge when I find the chance to."
"You'll never be with George!" I growled. "He doesn't want you!"
Amanda sighed, "Yeah I know but I don't care. George is mine and so are you. And I really don't like sharing my men."
"You're crazy!" I exclaimed.
Amanda snorted. "Yeah I am. Crazy for you and George." She gave me an evil smirk. "That gives me an idea. I'll let you leave and make sure you show George my lovely gift I gave to you."
"Don't have to tell me twice! I'm leaving and never setting foot in here again," I said.
I quickly got up from the bed ignoring the pain in my legs and the dizziness and got dressed. After I got dressed I made sure that I had all of my things with me in my pockets and ran out the door looking for George's room. I figured that I would try to find George first and if I didn't I'd try to find Triple X.
As I ran down the hallway somehow I came across Junior. He had a concerned look on his face. "What's wrong Mister? You don't look so good."
"I'm fine," I croaked. "Is your father around?"
"Yeah he should still be asleep? You want me to go get him?" Junior said.
"I-" I didn't get a chance to finish my sentence when the world started to fade away from me. I heard Junior screaming for his Dad and the last thing that happened before I passed out was seeing George pick me up in his arms.
***
{George}
When I saw Dylan stumble down the hallway I knew something wasn't right. Especially since Junior was freaked out. But I managed to catch him before he fell and carried him to my bedroom. I laid him down on the bed and I noticed blood on the back of his shirt. I took off his shirt to see the wound and was shocked to find that he had been branded with the letters AD. "What the hell!"
This brand came as a surprise because from what I know of Boot Camp Instructors don't get branded because they're not out in the field like regular Agents are. Regular Agents are branded. I have my brand with just the number 72 in the center of my back. From what I was told I have to redo it every six months because of how fast it heals. However, for a Boot Camp Instructor I have no idea how fast they heal.
I thought about calling for Triple X and Branden but I decided against it because I wanted to know what Dylan had been branded with.
After going to the bathroom I grabbed a wet washcloth to wipe the dried blood off Dylan's back and he stirred waking up. He blinked. "George?"
I nodded. "Yes, what's going on with that brand on your back?"
"Amanda's crazy!" He shrieked. "That stupid bitch branded me! And she said she's going to do the same thing to you!"
I paused. "Amanda⦠Did this? And she wants to do the same thing⦠To me? Why?"
He sat up and looked at me. "Why do you think? She said that me and you belong to her and no one else. I don't know what set her off to do this, but she's crazy!"
"Damn it!" I said. I looked at him. "Do you want to go to the hospital to get that removed?"
"No!" Dylan shrieked. "If we do that then she'll just do it again. George, she's crazy!"
I pulled Dylan into my arms trying to console him and get him to calm down. I sighed, "What should we do about this? Because I can't hide in my room because I'm afraid of her. I'm an Agent, remember? I have to fight to the frontlines of whatever war is going on at the moment. I'm not hiding because of something my crazy ex-wife would do."
He gulped. "But what happens if she brands and tries to kidnap you? What if-"
"Shh, easy on the 'what if' questions," I said. "I'm not hiding and I'm not running. The worst she could do is try and kill me and even that's a tall order."
Dylan chuckled. "Overconfident much? What if she goes after everyone else? If she goes after Triple X and Brandenâ¦"
I flicked him on his forehead. "Again chill, we'll just have to wait and see what happens. And you being freaked out about this isn't going to help matters. That's exactly what Amanda wants you to do. If you don't want to go to the hospital then lay low and play along with her. If you're that scared you can try and stay close to either Branden or Triple X when I'm not around and when I'm around you can stay close to me."
"Oh I'm staying close to you when you're home alright," Dylan said.
"You think I'm going to be afraid of a little branding?" I asked. I took my shirt off and turned my back to him.
"You're branded!" Dylan gasped. "But why?"
"It's protocol for Agents, for whatever the reason," I explained. "I have to get it redone every six months because of how fast Agents heal. Since you're not an Agent I'm not sure how long it will take for you to heal. You are going to have to spend some sort of time with Amanda eventually. How about just play along and act like a possessive boyfriend?"
Dylan paused. "Why the hell would I do that?"
"Think about it, the more time you spend with her the better you'll be able to keep track of her," I said. "Or you could just tell Triple X about what happened?"
He gulped. "I don't knowâ¦"
I sighed, "Either way, it's up to you."
I looked over at the clock on my phone. It was 6:30 in the morning. "Do you have to work today?"
Dylan shook his head. "Fortunately, no."
I pulled him into my arms and kissed him. When I broke the kiss I said, "Well then, you can hang out with me today if you want?"
Dylan nodded. "Sounds like a good idea to me!"