If Cole tries to distract me one more time he's getting spanked.

"Cole! I'm trying to mark these tests! Get on with your revision work and behave!" I say firmly and he finally listens. He's a little hyper after the scene we just did in the playroom.

We did double penetration again after Cole nagged us for another go. He had his hands suspended above his head while I took him from behind and Marcus held his legs up and took him from the front. It was a bit of an awkward position but Cole loved it so it was worth it. Anyways, nothing beats the feeling of my dick pressed against Marcus' in Cole's ass.

"Tea is nearly ready," Marcus says from the kitchen. He promised to make us dinner tonight because the club is closed so he doesn't have to go down. He's an amazing cook but never has any time to make anything on a night because he's getting the club ready.

"I'll tidy up the table," I say and Cole helps me put away all of the papers. While we're setting the table the doorbell rings so I go over to answer. It'll be Thomas saying he's forgot something from yesterday.

I go through the door into the corridor of the club and unlock the outside door. When I open it, a girl is stood there with a backpack and tears falling down her face.

"Is Marcus here?" She asks quietly.

"Yeah, give me a second," I answer warily.

"Marcus! There's someone for you!" I shout through the door. Marcus comes around the corner with a tea towel over his shoulder and walks to the door.

"Danielle?"

Before he can ask anything else, she hugs him tightly and starts sobbing. Marcus' sister? What's she doing here?

"Come inside, tell me what's happened," Marcus says calmly as he walks her inside. Cole looks shocked but sits on the couch next to her while Marcus pulls her into another hug.

"Mum and Dad are making me move down south with them," she cries as Marcus takes her backpack off and puts it on the floor. "They won't let you visit me."

"You know I won't ever let that happen," Marcus says sternly. "Nathan can you watch her while I call my parents."

"Yeah I'll dish up the food," I say and Marcus goes upstairs while on his phone.

"Marcus has made lasagne, do you want some? There's plenty," I offer and she shakes her head.

"I don't want to intrude," she tells me while wiping her eyes.

"No, we've got too much food, come sit down," I say and she goes with Cole to sit at the table.

"I'm Cole," he introduces himself with a big smile.

"I know, Marcus talks about about you both on the phone all the time," she says with a little smile.

"He talks about you too," Cole says and pours her a glass of water while I bring the lasagne and salad to the table. "I've been so excited to meet you."

"Thank you, I've been wanting to meet you too but my parents said they didn't want you corrupting my mind," she says and makes quotations in the air.

"That's so unfair, he's your brother! You should be allowed to visit him," Cole says angrily. Danielle agrees with him as we hear Marcus shouting from upstairs.

"I'll go check on him," I say, "help yourself to the food."

I go up to the bedroom and hear Marcus shouting about how he's responsible enough.

"You okay?" I say when I go inside. He nods and sits down on the bed.

"Dad, I'm not letting you take her away from me," Marcus says angrily. He listens for a second while he looks more and more angry.

"Fine, she can stay with me." He hangs up and drop the phone on the bed beside him. I sit down and pull him into a hug.

"She can stay in the guest bedroom. I can get her into Cole's school if she wants to move to a closer one," I tell him as he rests his head in the crook of my neck.

"Thank you," he sighs.

"Come get something to eat and we can tell her."

We go downstairs and sit at the table with a giggly Cole and Danielle. They are both laughing about something which makes me happy to see Danielle not crying anymore.

"You're staying with me now," Marcus says and Danielle looks up quickly.

"Really?"

"Mum and Dad are moving down south and I'm not letting them take you away. Dad's going to drop your stuff here tomorrow. I'll take you shopping to get some stuff to decorate your room however you want. I love you Danielle, you're my little sister and I'm always going to protect you," Marcus says and Danielle hops up from her seat to hug him.

"Thank you so much!"

"You can move to Cole's school if you want it to be closer."

"I want to move school so I'm closer. I don't have many friends at my school now anyways," she says slightly sad.

"I can show you around! I'll be able to take care of you," Cole says.

"Thank you so much guys, it means a lot to me," she says and sits back down. Me and Marcus get some of the lasagne and start eating while we all chat about Danielle moving in. Marcus seems scared to have to see his dad tomorrow.

"I haven't seen Dad in years. What's he like now?" He asks Danielle.

"The same. He still scoffs at gay people and complains about feminists. He constantly spoke about me starting a real family and having kids."

"And this isn't a real family? I love Nathan and Cole beyond what I ever thought I could. But to dad it's not real because we're all men," Marcus seethes.

"I told him it was wrong but he would call you-" she starts but doesn't finish.

"You can tell me what he says. I can guarantee I've said worse," Marcus says and tries a smile but I can see he's bothered by this all.

"He calls you the f slur," Danielle says quietly. Marcus exhales a breath and puts his knife and fork down.

"He sounds like a dick," Cole says.

"He is," Marcus says. "When he first found out he called me a lot worse."

"I still remember when he kicked you out," Danielle says.

"You remember it?" Marcus says alarmed.

"Yeah of course I do, it was pretty traumatic! He beat the shit out of you!"

"He what?" I say quickly. Marcus pales and Danielle's eyes widen.

"He beat you?" Cole asks angrily. "Why didn't you tell us that part?"

"I didn't want you guys to worry. I'm okay aren't I?"

"You weren't when it happened. There was so much blood in your room! Your friend had to carry you to his car!" Danielle argues.

"Danielle!" Marcus growls. She sits back and lowers her head.

"I'm sorry, I was just angry you were trying to make dad sound better than he was. He's a violent, homophobic asshole and deserves to be treat like that!" She argues back.

"I know he is! But I don't want to dwell on it anymore. Yes he hurt me, but that was 12 years ago. I've moved on. I've got a family now, and I've got you. I don't need him," Marcus says and starts eating again, letting us know he's done with this conversation.

We all keep eating in silence until Cole starts a nicer conversation and we start getting a bit happier. Marcus stays moody about it all but I know how to make him feel better after tea.

"Cole can you clean up while I talk to Marcus upstairs," I say and Cole nods. Danielle offers to help Cole so I take Marcus to the bedroom and lock the door.

"Are you okay?" I ask him straight away.

"I'm fine," he says and sits on the bed.

"Don't lie to me, I can tell when you're okay or not."

He sighs and drops his head into his hands.

"I'm terrified to see my dad tomorrow. What if he starts another fight and Danielle or Cole have to see that. I don't want you to see that."

"You don't have to talk to him, I'll go and get Danielle's stuff while you stay inside."

I sit down next to him and pull him to lay down on the bed with me. He rests his head on my chest as I let my fingers run through his hair.

"Thank you," he says and kisses my lips. I hold his jaw in my hand and deepen the kiss with my tongue. He lets out a small gasp and presses his body against mine, his lips moving with my own.

"I love you," I say between kisses.

"I love you too."

I let my hands wander down his chest and to the waistband of his pants where I slip my hand into his boxers. He moans quietly when I stroke his length slowly.

"Why do you always know what I need?" He groans and lays down on his back. I get between his legs and wink at him as I start licking down his now erect cock. I use my tongue to tease the head and go down to the base which makes Marcus' hips writhe on the bed. I hold his cock up with my hand and gently place a kiss to the head and let my lips move over the length slowly.

"Stop teasing me," he grunts. I take his member into my mouth as his hands hold onto my hair and push down gently. I bob my head up and down before I deep throat him for a few seconds then pull off. I stroke his length while my mouth kisses along his hips. I nibble on the sensitive skin and leave a nice dark mark. I hear his breath catch as I bite down on his inner thigh and then lick and suck on the area.

"Fuck Nathan," he gasps, his long fingers gripping my hair and pulling my head back to his dripping member. I do my best to give him an amazing blowjob and by the sounds he's making, I think I'm doing a good job. He moans as I bob my head up and down, taking all of him in my mouth and letting my tongue rub the sensitive bits.

"I'm close," he says breathlessly, lifting himself up onto his elbows so he can watch what I'm doing. I look him in the eyes as I start sucking on his balls and use my hand to play lazily with his cock. His eyes are filled with lust as his mouth hangs open slightly.

"Come on Nathan, make me cum," Marcus says almost in a daring way. I take his length back into my mouth and move my head up and down while he groans deeply.

"That's it, keep going," Marcus moans and takes a hold of my head so he can thrust up into my throat. I gag a bit but wait until he cums to move away. A deep rumble from his chest and his salty liquid in my mouth comes from nowhere but I manage to swallow quickly so I don't choke. He lets go and I sit back on my knees while I wipe a small amount of his cum that dripped down my chin. He lays panting on the bed while I lay down next to him and kiss his cheek.

"How was it?" I ask.

"You know it was good."

"I do know, I just like to hear it from you while you're spent like this."

He chuckles and turns to kiss me deeply. I pull away and he puts himself back into his pants so we can go downstairs.

"Thank you," he says before I unlock the door.

"What are boyfriends for?" I laugh and he rolls his eyes but still hugs me. I like it when I can finally take care of him and not the other way around. He's always making sure everyone else is okay at the club, with him being in charge, but never gets a chance to be taken care of properly.

"Love you," I say and peck his lips.

"I love you too."