Buy One, Get Two and Three... - 56. Chapter 56

Silas

Silas wandered into the kitchen and froze at what he saw. Daniel was cooking dinner, okay nothing out of the ordinary there. In a shirt that obviously wasn’t his, still not unusual since they lived with Carlos and Oliver. But…were those hickeys??? And he was humming!!!

“You sound happy,” Silas snorted, causing Daniel to yelp and spin round. When Silas saw his front, he doubled over laughing.

Daniel had neglected to button the front of the shirt fully and bites covered his chest. All in the pattern of a love heart.

“Someone’s had a busy afternoon. Just what did you do to get those?”

Daniel’s face flamed as red as his hair and Silas gaped. “You finally did it, didn’t you?”

Silas loved to fluster his brother and Daniel was definitely getting more and more flustered. “I don’t know what you mean,” he insisted rapidly doing up the buttons on the shirt.

“Don’t tell me that nonsense, I want to hear the truth.” Silas insisted, not above torturing Daniel until he was as red as a tomato.

Daniel mumbled something quick under his breath and Silas strained to make it out. He was about to make him repeat himself when the smell of burning caught both of their attention.

“Shit!” Daniel yelled and grabbed the pan off of the stove. It made a hissing sound when he dropped it in the sink. Silas tried to wipe the grin off his face as his brother rounded on him. “See what you made me do? If it’s really that important to you, yes, I let Carlos have me, fuck me, shaft me. Whatever you want to call it. Now, will you let me get the dinner cooked in peace?”

Silas moved to wrap Daniel in a hug. “I’m happy for you, bro. Truly. I think this is the beginning of the end of a really bad time for us and I can’t wait to see what happens next for us.”

Daniel sighed and leaned back into his embrace. “I know. But, it’s private you know?”

Silas hug him. “I know, I’ll try to behave.” Daniel let out a snort. “Okay, I’ll really try to behave. Now, what are we cooking for dinner?”

***

Carlos

“Thanks.” He took the glass of whisky Oliver held out. “I think things are on the up, you know?”

“Hmm.” Oliver stirred his drink and Carlos squinted at him. His friend wasn’t paying any attention, that wouldn’t do.

“Of course, I suppose getting laid has put me in a better mood.”

“Hmmm.” More stirring.

“It got even better when Silas joined in. I mean having two boys to service me at once? A dream come true.”

“Hmmm…hang on what!!” Oliver slapped his glass down and was on his feet.

Carlos rolled up in laughter. “You should see your face,” He chortled. “Oh-my-god. At least I got your attention.” He wiped the tears from his eyes. “What had you so preoccupied?”

“Oh, I’m trying to figure out how to propose to Silas, I—Shit, I wasn’t meant to tell you. You’d better not laugh or tell Daniel or—oof.”

Carlos grabbed his best friend in bear hug.

“Why would I tell anyone? This is great. You have to let me help you.”

They were still sitting with their heads together plotting when the boys called them for dinner.