Between The Brothers Ch. 20

CHAPTER 20: DEFINED

There's a moment in life we all hope for. We all aim to reach it. It's that moment when we finally get everything we've hoped for, prayed for, or worked for. It's all right there staring you in the face. I never thought about what would happen next when you finally had it in front of you.

Do you simply take it and run off into the sunset, living happily ever after, like in a Disney movie? Or is there more? What if you freeze? Does the opportunity pass you by and never come back?

I had it all facing me. My gallery was open, my podcast was successful, and I was happy and no longer bound by my past. The only thing missing was romance and love. Now, here they were on my opening night, singing to me. Yet the only thing I could think about doing was running away.

"Son," my dad called to me.

I could feel everyone in the room staring at me. Then, there were the eyes of the two brothers who had stolen my heart. Ryan's big eyes were full of hope and longing. He was longing for me.

Then there was Cameron's eyes. The eyes that had broken my heart. They were filled with desire and compassion. How could I trust those eyes again? I wanted to trust. I needed to trust.

Cameron said, "I know I broke your heart, and for that, I'm sorry. Please let us put it back together."

My heart was already put back together. He was too late. I didn't need him like I needed him before. I didn't need either one of them, to be honest. I was whole again.

"Come back to me, beautiful," Ryan called out.

I switched my focus to Ryan. My gorgeous, kind, caring, and selfless cowboy looked deep into my eyes. He didn't say anything else. The quietness between us sucked me into his orbit. It was in his quietness I found warmth, safety, and, above all, love.

It clicked! I didn't need them, and that was how I knew I could be with them. I wanted them instead, and that gave me strength, confidence, and courage. I diverted my eyes back to Cameron.

He stood there fully exposed, emotionally. It was remarkable and beautiful. I could see his growth, and I wanted to see more and know more. I was ready to love.

"If you want me. You have to catch me, I playfully said.

The two brothers looked at each other with confusion. I turned and ran for the exit door. Then I heard my mother yell.

"Don't just stand there. Chase him!"

I ran outside and began to run down the street. As I ran, I could hear the loud music playing. Someone was blasting Ed Sheeran's "Castle on the Hill." I looked back, and my heart burst with joy when I saw they were both chasing me and smiling.

Hearing the music in my ears, I couldn't help but get lost in a fantasy. A fantasy that had the chance to become a reality. I could see myself running through a field of Cherry Trees in bloom with both brothers by my side. The world was at my feet, and I had both of them on my arms. Late-night pillow fights and sex till dawn seemed possible. I could see us in a Porsche with the top down driving along the coast, the wind in our hair and love in our hearts.

I ran for nearly two blocks when I felt a strong grip on my arm. I knew that touch. It was Cameron. He spun me around. Both brothers were breathing hard but happy to have caught me. No one was happier than me, though. I had success, and now I had them to share it with. Most importantly, I had love.

"We caught you," Ryan said out of breath.

"Took you long enough," I playfully responded.

"Now what," he asked.

Cameron, in his true form, took the lead and went for what he wanted. He kissed me with his entire heart and soul. My knees went weak as his lips touched mine. Two years later, the man could still make me feel like a high school girl. Damn!

"I love you, Mar," he said with sparkling eyes.

"I love you too, Cam."

I extended my hand to Ryan and pulled him to me. Ryan had this way of just being himself that made me forget about everything. He was a treasure that I had almost lost, and I was forever grateful that I didn't.

I said, "I'll never hurt you again. You're my cowboy."

He rested his forehead against mine. We held each other's hands. For a moment, we didn't say anything.

He softly said, "You have the rest of our lives to show me just how much you'll never hurt me again."

I liked the sound of spending forever with them, so with those words, our lips met. As we kissed, I felt his passion for me. He was on fire inside. I freed one hand and reached for Cameron. I pulled him into the kiss, and we all exchanged our first three-way kiss. It felt like we were on fire. The world could watch us burn, and it wouldn't matter as long as we were burning together.

AUTUMN

Ryan had been nagging us for weeks to do it. We gave him a hard time, but there was no way we weren't going to do it. The fall was his favorite season, and now that we were doing it, I could see why he loved it.

We were walking through the trees, taking in the New England scenic route of fall foliage. The various colors of the leaves were spectacular. It was like seeing a whole new world through the same eyes but with a different outlook.

Cameron and I walked side by side as Ryan walked ahead of us, taking in the splendor of nature. The wind started blowing, and leaves began to rain down on us. Ryan stood in the middle of the clearing with his arms stretched out, spinning around in slow motion. He looked happy and beautiful.

Smiling, Ryan asked, "Aren't you guys glad we came? It's beautiful, right?"

I responded with, "You're beautiful, and this is pretty great."

Cameron took my hand. I looked at him, and he smiled at me. We ran hand in hand over to Ryan, and then we all huddled together and moved in a circle, smiling and laughing as nature and her splendor bathed us in life. Something about being outside in such wonder made me take a moment to reflect on everything I had in my life and how I never wanted to let any of it go.

"Will you guys be my boyfriends," I asked.

Ryan laughed, "Aren't we already?"

"Shit, I thought we were. This whole time, I could have been out dating other people," Cameron said playfully.

I tackled him to the ground onto the pile of leaves. Ryan jumped on my backside. We lay like that under the sun, wrapped in the breeze, and surrounded by the colorful leaves for the whole afternoon.

"I'll be both your boyfriends if you both will be mine," said Cameron as he stroked my face.

"You're my boyfriends, "Ryan said as he kissed my neck.

My heart melted, and I smiled and said, "I'm the happiest I've ever been because I have two incredible boyfriends."

WINTER

Fall may have been Ryan's favorite season, but winter was mine. Winter brought Christmas, and that was by far my favorite holiday. It was always a joyous and festive time, and being with Ryan and Cameron made it all the more joyous.

As we walked through the neighborhood, I admired the lights and decorations on each house for the holiday. I made it my business to point out which ones I thought were the best. The three of us moved in sync, dressed in winter white like damn snowmen.

Randomly, Cameron said, "I think we should buy a house so you can decorate for Christmas, Mar."

Ryan and I stopped walking. We turned and looked at Cameron. His face was serious. He was serious about it. I hadn't expected him to say that.

Ryan asked him, "Are you sure about that?"

Cameron thought for a second and then responded with, "Life is short, you know, and we're all in love here. So yeah. I'm serious!"

"You don't think it's too soon," I asked.

"No. We're end game. I don't want to be scared about the three of us anymore," Cameron said as he placed his gloved hand on my cheek lovingly.

I stammered, "O-o-ok."

"Yeah," he asked.

"Yeah," I said with a smile as bright as the Christmas lights.

"Yeah," Ryan asked. He needed to make sure I was sure.

I turned to him and replied, "Yeah." He could see the truth in my eyes, and that relaxed him.

Ryan smiled, "Okay, I definitely have to get a career now."

I chuckled, "You're in the military."

"I want to be closer to home and you two always. If we're going to build a family, I want to be there. I don't want to miss anything."

"Then let's get you a career," I said.

Cameron shouted, "In the meantime, I'm making a snow Angel."

He fell backward into the snow and started to make a snow Angel. Ryan wrapped his arms around me from behind. He pulled close and tight and rested his chin on my shoulder. The feel of his body and heat melted the ice that I felt from the cold.

In my ear, he said, "White looks good on you.

I smiled and replied, "I know!"

I ran over and fell on top of Cameron. He pretended to be in pain, but I quickly hushed him with a kiss. Ryan fell on my backside, and we all started to laugh. Those were the moments that defined us the most.

Cameron strained, "You fuckers are trying to crush me."

Ryan quickly said, "Every night!"

SPRING

With spring comes a change of things. My grandmother would say, "April showers bring May flowers!" We found ourselves arguing about the silliest of things. We couldn't decide on paint colors, themes, or where to have dinner.

We were in the living room of the house we purchased, painting. She was a fixer-upper. Ryan hated it. Cameron loved it, and oddly enough, for some reason, I loved it as well. I could see the beauty waiting to be unleashed. Ryan said it was because I always wanted to see some good in even the worst people.

We were painting in silence. We had been arguing so much that we just preferred to keep quiet around one another. The silence, though, was worse than the fighting and arguing. At least then, we knew what the other one was thinking.

I bent down to dip my brush back in some paint. A mouse ran across the room. I screamed like a little girl and shouted, "Mouse." The two of them turned at the same time, and in some kind of way, Cameron's paintbrush ran across Ryan's face.

"Got damn it, Cameron," he shouted.

"It was an accident!" Cameron said with a slightly elevated voice.

Ryan didn't believe him. He let it be known by saying, "Accident, my ass!"

Cameron hissed, "Oh, calm down, Ry! Stop being such a bitch all the time."

"Calm down?" That was not the best way to get Ryan to calm down when he was upset.

Cameron turned his back. Ryan politely picked up the can of paint. Ryan had a hack for being petty when he wanted to be.

"How's this for calm bitch baby," he asked as he poured all the paint over Cameron's head.

He dropped the empty paint bucket on the floor. I couldn't believe my eyes. Cameron slowly turned around. He was in complete shock, for the most part, I think. He looked like a melted marshmallow, and for some reason, I found that hilarious. I tried to keep from laughing, but it just came out.

"You think this is funny? I'm covered in white paint, and you're laughing, Mar."

"It matches your skin, though," I said with a laugh that made Ryan chuckle as well.

"Let's paint you a white face then," he said as he came near me with the paintbrush.

"Don't put that in my hair, Cameron," I said with a lack of firmness.

"It's in mine, Marcus!" His voice was loud and thunderous almost.

I ran, and he chased after me. I didn't get far before I felt it hit me in my back. He had splattered me with the other can of paint. Of course, it got in my dreads. Yes, I was upset, but it was also funny.

"Well, the paint is gone, and we have rodents. I hope you two are happy," Ryan said bitterly.

Cameron yelled, "Give it a rest, Ryan!"

"Don't yell at him, Cameron! You can get your point across without raising your voice." We were all being snippy with one another.

Ryan snapped at me, "I don't need you to defend, Marcus!"

"Fine," I snapped back.

"Fine," he said back at me.

"Okay then, Ryan! No need to keep saying it." I was not willing to let him have the last word.

We all took a seat without saying anything. Time passed us by, and the longer we sat there, the more annoying it all became.

Ryan said, "I'm stressed out. I have two more years in the Navy. They sent me orders. I'm going to Asia this summer for six months. What if you realize you don't need me while I'm overseas? I'm scared you guys won't love me anymore, romantically."

"Two years we all weren't together, and we never stopped loving each other. We aren't going anywhere. We are stuck together in this relationship till the end of time," I said.

Cameron smiled at Ryan and said, "We love you, Ry. The two of you made a deal all those years ago that it was all three of us or nothing at all. You'll be gone, but still be a part of this. Don't think for one second we won't miss you or long for you. Nothing will change between us. NEVER! Ya hear?"

Cameron had grown and matured so much. Hearing him be so vulnerable like that with Ryan was such a powerful turn-on. It made me love him even more, and I didn't think such a thing was possible to feel.

"Nothing will change," I seconded. "Distance makes the heart grow fonder."

Cameron then said, "I was gonna wait and say something, but I guess now's as good a time as any. I picked a name for the river I found. I'm calling it The Camari (Kuh-Mah-Re) River.

"Camari," Ryan asked, dumbfounded.

Cameron nodded his head, "Yeah, for Cam, Mar, & Ry. Camari River."

We then understood. It was all our nicknames combined together to form one word. It was the most beautiful gesture he could done.

SUMMER

Summer had arrived, and it was Cameron's favorite time and season of the year. Our home renovation was moving along just fine. The three of us were thriving in our relationship. It was going along better than most people would have thought. Ryan was going to be leaving for Asia for six months soon, and that was a bit scary.

We had done all we could to reassure him that nothing would change between us.

Despite our words, I knew he was worried. I was also concerned that he would go out there and find someone else. Fears were real and present, but love gave me the strength and courage to believe in us and know he was coming back to what the three of us had built.

I was sitting on the sand watching Cameron surf. We had all taken a vacation to a tropical hideaway. Ryan came and took a seat next to me. We exchanged glances. We searched each other's eyes, looking for hidden truths.

"I'm coming back to you guys," he said.

"I know. Doesn't mean I don't want you to go," I said back to him.

"Marcus, you and Cameron are my life. I can't explain it, but I feel things for you that scare me and excite me. I want to marry you. I want you to always be mine. You don't have to say anything right now. I just want you to know where my heart and my mind are at."

I couldn't find any words. Ryan and I were connected in a way that was terrifying and uplifting. I also had this deep, passionate connection with Cameron. No words could ever be enough to explain. Ryan pulled me into a kiss. Our lips found each other like magnets. As we kissed, his hands moved down the front of my chest, sending jolts of electricity through my body.

He pulled my swim trunks down and took my cock into his mouth. His lips felt amazing and deeply sensual. My breathing grew deep, and I closed my eyes and let him have his way with my dick. He took his tongue and rolled it around the length of my shaft before sucking on the head only. His mouth was like a warm home that I loved to visit.

"Fuck, Ry. It feels so good," I moaned out.

"Call me cowboy, baby," he said as he took my cock deeper down his throat.

"Cowboy," I uttered in total bliss. He had me feeling like the happiest man alive.

He swallowed me down to the base. His index finger ran along my taint and then between my cheeks. My heart felt like it was fluttering. He moved up and down the length of my shaft faster. Ryan knew his way around a cock. He especially knew his way around mine.

"Am I invited to the party," came Cameron's voice.

When I opened my eyes, Cameron was standing there fully naked. The glow of the sun had wrapped around him, making him appear like a god. His cock was fully aroused, and he was pinching on his perfect pink nipples and giving me those "come fuck me" eyes. Those eye fucks always made me wet and horny. Ryan pulled off my cock, causing it to make a pop noise.

"Always invited, big brother," Ryan said in a sultry tone.

Ryan and I crawled over to Cameron. Ryan took hold of Cam's cock first and sucked the head of it. He pulled off the cock, and then I took it into my mouth. I sucked on it, taking it down to the base. I then passed it back to Ryan. Ryan put it back in his mouth. As Ryan moved his head back and forth on Cam's massive cock I moved under him and began to lick his balls. Cameron let out a mighty moan.

Cameron hissed, "Fuck yeah. Lick my balls, baby."

Ryan and I shared a nasty kiss, and then we both started to slurp and slob all over Cameron's cock. Our tongue traveled up his inner thigh and along his huge and heavy balls. He moaned and ran his fingers through our hair. Both of us took a side of his shaft, opened our mouths, and stuck out our tongues. Cameron moved his hips like he was fucking. His shaft moved back and forth across our lips and tongues.

Each time he moved, it caused him to let out a sensual and passionate moan. His cock was turning purple from all the attention it was getting. He was in paradise, and it felt good knowing we were making him feel that way. As we took care of him, Ryan got naked; his own hard cock was already turning red.

"I want you both to lay next to one another," Cameron instructed.

We obeyed him and waited for him to give his next command. As we lay, we looked at one another and kissed again. Our tongues found their way into each other's mouths. Then I felt something I hadn't expected. Cameron took my cock in his mouth. He had only ever sucked my cock on one other occasion and never again, and that was before he ever got to fuck me. We had sucked each other off in the woods once.

I had forgotten what his lips felt like wrapped around my cock. He handled my dick with care and attention. I began to moan in Ryan's mouth. Cameron moved his head up and down for several minutes, making me see stars. His tongue moved across the head of my cock, and his lips worked my pole. In return, my tongue fucked Ryan's tongue. Our hands explored each other's bodies.

Cameron moved from my cock and then quickly took Ryan's throbbing member into his mouth. Ryan let out a loud gasp. I moved between Cameron's legs and took his member back into my mouth. I stroked and sucked him as he ate Ryan's beauty of a dick.

"Fuck Ry, that's a lot of precum. Taste good, little brother," he said.

I almost blew my load hearing him talk like that. Cameron was so into it. I hadn't expected him to be so thorough and so turned on. His cock was throbbing in my mouth from how excited and turned on he was. I thought I was going to choke on his cock. He was leaking so much precum into my mouth.

"Give me your cock, Mar," he said.

I moved back to Ryan's side. Cam stroked both our cocks, and then he took mine back into his mouth. I pulled Ryan into another kiss. The hot sun beaming on us set me ablaze on the outside. The pleasure of Cameron's oral skills set me on fire on the inside. He alternated between both our hard dicks, never leaving one alone for too long.

"Cam, that's so fucking hot," Ryan moaned.

He sat up and kissed us both. His tongue danced with both of our mouths. Cameron rolled me on my stomach in the white sand. Ryan grabbed my left ass cheek and pulled it open. My pulsing hole was completely exposed. Cameron stuck his tongue inside my ass. He started to eat me out. He pushed his tongue deep inside of me and refused to pull it out. I let out a loud moan.

"Pussy tastes so sweet, Marcus," he said between licks and slaps on my ass.

Ryan moved and pushed his cock inside of my mouth. I started to suck his dick as Cameron feasted on me. He pulled his tongue out and ran his finger across my puckered hole. Ryan then was behind me, eating me out. When Ryan let out a moan, I knew then that Cameron was eating his pussy. I could hear the sucking sounds Cameron was making and hear him slapping Ryan's ass.

"I wanna eat both. Get on top of him, Ry," he instructed.

Ryan sat on my back. I could feel his hard cock pressing into my lower back. It was twitching and leaking dick juice. Both of our freshly eaten asses were on display for Cameron to snack on. He spat on both our holes and massaged both our cheeks with a hand each.

He ate out Ryan's ass, and then he moved to mine and then back to Ryan. He kept going back and forth. I felt his thick and heavy tongue on my taint. It felt so good. I wanted to be fucked or fuck something badly.

Then Ryan's cock moved along my crack, and then it slipped right inside of me. My hole opened for him, and he began to slowly move in and out of me. As he fucked me, I could hear Cameron's mouth slurping on his hole.

"Eat my ass, Cam. Take my cock, beautiful," Ryan groaned.

Ryan's cock felt thicker and firmer. He was more aroused than he had ever been before. The proof was in his cock. He pushed deeper inside of me. His dick rammed my pussy effectively. I could feel my walls throbbing around his meat.

"Fuck me, baby," I cried out.

Ryan worked me over in his special way. He pounded into me with all his love and force. His cock buried itself deep inside my tightness. His balls kept tapping my taint. Just as things were getting good, he pulled out of me. Cameron then slid his massive pole inside of me.

I started sucking Ryan's cock. It was covered in my body juices. I cleaned his dick, and Cameron plowed my backside. His massive cock reached my depths and began to hammer away at me. My walls wrapped around his member and took it for everything it was worth. He pounded me over and over.

His chest and stomach were across my backside as he fucked me silly. He wrecked my hole, opening me up like a neatly wrapped present on Christmas morning. Then his cock was removed, and Ryan slid his cock back inside of me. Ryan started to pound me hard and fast. His dick moved in and out like an expert. Ryan let out a loud moan. Cameron slid his cock inside of Ryan's hole.

Cameron groaned, "Fuck, that pussy is tight. Fuck us both, Ry!"

Ryan started to fuck us both. He began to throw his ass back on Cameron's cock. Each time he threw it back, he bounced forward, plowing his cock deep into my hole. Cameron gripped Ryan's hips and began to power fuck him. He fucked him hard and deep. I could hear his big balls slapping against Ryan. Ryan's hips drove forward fucking me deeper and deeper.

"Oh shit. Fuck me, Cam," Ryan called out.

I couldn't say anything. I could only take what was being given. Cameron was fucking us both. He was fucking me indirectly, but Ryan, he was destroying his pussy. I could hear the sloppy sounds of Ryan's ass as Cameron's cock invaded him over and over again.

"I wanna see," I found myself saying.

Before I knew it, Ryan was on his back, and I was watching the two of them go at it. Cameron was slamming his cock in and out of Ryan's perfectly shaped ass. I was stroking my fat dick as I watched. Cameron took Ryan over and over again. It was sexy, beautiful, and steamy. He had Ryan's legs wide open, and his cock was flopping all over the place. Ryan was moaning like a bitch. His pussy was dripping cream. His neck and face were red with pleasure.

"Pussy so good, Ry," he moaned out. "Marcus, give me some pussy, baby."

Ryan said, "Fuck me while he fucks you!"

Cameron pulled out of Ryan. I slid my cock into his abused and used hole. It felt like a wonderland in his ass. He let out a moan and gripped my arms. Cameron eased his cock inside of my ass. I threw my head back as he started to plow me. He fucked me with the same force he had fucked Ryan with. He bottomed out inside of me. I couldn't stop moving and throwing my ass back to meet his thrusts.

"Give me my pussy, Mar," he screamed as he fucked me harder and deeper than he had ever been in me before.

Ryan was stroking his fat cock. Then within a few seconds, his cock exploded with cum. We weren't done, though. I flipped over, and Ryan was sitting on my cock. He started to bounce up and down on my dick. As he was bouncing up and down on my cock Cameron got behind him.

"Open up, little brother. I'm coming in as well," he said to him.

Cameron eased his cock inside of Ryan, and Ryan let out a loud scream. His face twisted with both pleasure and pain. It was fucking unreal. It both intrigued me and blew my mind. The feel of Cameron's cock fighting with mine for room in Ryan's ass nearly gave me a heart attack. Cameron started to move his cock in and out of Ryan's ass. The friction was incredible.

That fat juicy cock rubbing against mine while trapped in a tight ass was unlike anything I had ever felt before. Ryan looked into my eyes, searching them to see if I still felt the same way about him. I loved him more in that moment than I had ever loved him before. I pulled him into a kiss. I could feel his cock growing hard again against my stomach.

I fucked up into him harder. Cameron slammed into him faster. His ass dripped, and his pussy lips felt swollen. He was in bottom heaven. There was something so sexy about seeing him being taken like that. He loved it, and I knew he'd want it like that all the time going forward.

Ryan shouted, "Fuck. I need to fuck. Marcus, baby, I need to fuck you. Please!"

How could I say no to the man I loved? I couldn't. I agreed to give him my pussy. He got on his back, and I eased down on his cock and began to ride him. I bounced up and down on his cock like a pro. His cock was hitting me good and deep. Then, I felt Cameron push me forward. I knew what was about to happen. I was scared and ready.

Cameron whispered, "Relax, baby. You can handle it."

"Look at me. Just focus on me and let your body relax under my touch," Ryan said to me.

I focused on him. I found the quietness, and I could feel his hands on my body. His touch gave me shivers. It made me feel alive and safe from the world. I felt my hole stretching and burning, and the flames went through my body. Cameron's cock eased inside of me. My walls stretched beyond their limits. My entire body began to shake.

Cameron wrapped his arm around my neck and started to fuck me. His cock moved in and out of me. I could feel both of them thrashing and throbbing inside of me. The sound of flesh meeting and clapping against one another sent me into a pleasure orbit. Ryan fucked up into me. His cock fat cock was pushing against Cameron's fat cock. Cam's cock was pushing against my walls.

"OH, MY FUCKING GOD!!" I screamed so loud. Thank God there was no one around.

They fucked me harder and faster. My hole was making all sorts of sounds and leaking juice everywhere. It sounded like a slushy was being slurped on. I loved it, though. The initial shock and pain were gone, and what was left was a pleasure I never knew existed. Each time they touched me, it set my soul on fire. I started to bounce up and down. I was fucking them both with my wet ass pussy. I was dripping wet. Sweat was pouring from my body. I felt like I had a fever. Only it was in my pussy. My hole was burning up, and I wanted more.

Cameron spun me around. My back was to Ryan, but they never stopped drilling me. My moans grew more intense. The pleasure grew deeper. Cameron shoved his tongue into my mouth. His cock pushed deeper inside of me. I could feel them in my guts. Harder and deeper, they fucked me. Both of their cocks were talking to my insides. I wanted it to last forever. The way it felt to be stretched was absolute, pure, and total bliss.

My boy pussy craved it. I craved it. I begged for more. I wanted them to fuck me harder and harder. I wanted to be devoured. They did all of it. They devoured my hungry hole. Each time I felt them move inside of me, I thought I was closer to God himself. Cameron pushed himself so deep inside of me, and then he flooded my guts with his hot cum. Ryan followed with his. Something about them flooding me together sent me over the edge. I blew my load without touching my cock. I had cum hands-free. I was spent and excited about our future.

"I want to marry the both of you," I stated breathlessly and truthfully.

FIVE YEARS LATER

How does one say goodbye? That was the question I had been asking myself for months. My podcast was coming to an end. I had spent the last seven years helping people find love outside what society had deemed as normal. Now, my life was taking me on a different path and course. With every new beginning comes the end of something else.

I sat in the recording studio where I had been recording and videotaping my episodes. I looked around the room at all the people who had come along with me for the journey. They were there for me when I was loveless and when I became the loving man that I am today. My heart felt full of joy and possibilities.

After finishing my final episode, I left the studio. I swore I wouldn't look back, but I did just one more time. I took the scenic route home. It was a time for me to reflect on everything. The last five years have changed my life tremendously. Ryan went to Asia for six months. He was now a police officer. Cameron's construction business was doing well. He's happy, and he's still in therapy. My gallery was doing well, and I had started taking photos for fashion events and celebrities. I even wrote a book that became a New York Times bestseller.

I pulled up to the big house with the white picket fence. When I walked inside, I was instantly hit by the smell of Rosemary chicken. The home was tidy, just the way I liked it, and it felt all warm and cozy. Love lived there, and it was there to stay.

"Babe, I'm home," I announced.

"Hey, beautiful," he said from behind me.

I turned around and was greeted by Ryan's smiling mature face. We hugged, and he kissed me with the same passion and intensity that he had been kissing me with since day one.

"I missed you," I said with a smile.

"I missed you too; come help with dinner," he said as he pulled my hand.

We walked into the kitchen, and Cameron was standing at the island, chopping up some vegetables. He smiled at me, and I walked over and kissed him. He kissed me with the fire that only he could provide, and my heart tingled like it always does.

I guess you're wondering what happened between us. It's simple: I married both brothers. Legally, I'm married to Ryan. Then, the three of us held a small ceremony where we all exchanged vows. People thought it wasn't possible and that we wouldn't last, but we're doing well. Our love is real, strong, and everlasting.

Our kiss was broken by the sound of our sons crying in the other room. Yeah, we're parents to twin boys. Who would have thought that the road we take us here after that summer when I first met Cameron? Now look at us. Happy and in love.

"I'll get them," I said as I broke away from Cameron's kiss.

He slapped me on the ass as I walked away. I entered the room and picked up the twins. It seemed they only wanted me because they stopped crying the moment I picked them up. I was holding them when I felt Ryan staring at me.

"Being a dad looks good on you," he said.

I smiled and replied, "And you look good with me on top of you."

"See, talking like that is how we got those two," he said as he moved his hand over his stomach, pretending to be pregnant.

I laughed, "Shut up. I love you, Ryan."

"I love you. Always." He always said it so simply, and it always made my heart skip a beat.

I posed the question of how you say goodbye. Well, I figured the best way is to leave a mark--leave one so big that people always remember you by it, and for me, that's advice. So, here we go. Don't be afraid to love how your heart feels--it must be loved. Love with all your being. Don't be afraid to be vulnerable or go outside the box.

Love comes in various ways, shapes, sizes, and colors. Sometimes, the things that make us different are the things that bring us together. Black, white, Asian, Latino, etc. It doesn't matter. Just go with it and see where the road takes you. There's a whole world waiting to be explored if you step outside of your norm. Sometimes, it takes seeing life from a different Iris.

Block out the judgment of others. Live your life for you. Always be mentally prepared for the unexpected. Lastly, don't close yourself off to love because you think you're Hard to Love. Your person just might show up and hit you like a Hurricane and have you saying, "Kiss Me." You never know when you'll have your Castle on the Hill.

When you finally have love, be sure to take a Photograph because rough times do come. So, when things do get rough, you can always look back at the good through those photos and power through. If you trust me, you might find yourself Happier because That's the Way Love Goes With or Without You. So, with that, I bid you a sweet Hallelujah and a final signoff.

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I put the twins back in their crib and went back into the kitchen. Cameron and Ryan were laughing about something. I went and stood in the middle of them. Cameron had that look in his eyes like he was up to something.

"I have something to tell you," he said.

"Okay. Should I be nervous," I asked.

Ryan chuckled from behind. I turned around and gave Ryan a puzzled look. There was something going on. Cameron wrapped his arms around my waist. He pressed himself up against me. I melted into his big, strong arms.

Cameron said in a whisper, "Tonight when we make love..." he finished the rest of the sentence by whispering it in my ear for only me to hear.

My eyes nearly popped out of my head. I wasn't expecting him to say that at all. Ryan smiled at me. He already knew. I quickly turned around and looked Cameron in his eyes. He was being serious. I kissed him, and Ryan kissed my back. What did he say to me? Well, that's a secret I'll never tell. All that matters is I'm defined, and I'm where I belong. Where I belong is between these two brothers, always and forever!

XOXO- Marcus, Ryan, & Cameron Young

THE END

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