Cain and Abel

Part Eight and a half.

Cain came two more times that night once more in his beloved and once in Max. Morning rolled around and Abel was the first to wake. Half under the coffee table, naked. He moved around and sat up getting the splitting head ache that was in a way grounding him for drinking more than he could handle. He looked around through watery eyes to see he wasn't the only naked one. Flash backs of the night before raped his throbbing head and made him remember what went on last night. Max stirred but didn't wake, his subconscious groans woke Cain.

"Ugh" he grinded his teeth and sat up. He was the only one who had actually made it back on the couch. Abel rubbed the bridge of his nose and got up walking to the bath room where he downed two advils and turned on the bath water we he decided to soak for a half of a hour then let out the warm cold water and run in more hot so he could bathe a little longer. In the mean time Cain had gotten up and went to get dressed then made coffee and woke Max up with pills and water in his hand. Max sat up and rubbed his face taking the pills and downing the drink before searching for his boxers and a shirt to which he found after ten minutes.

Cain returned to his coffee and poured a mug of the black and bitter liquid before adding creamer and sugar but not much. Abel appeared in the door way his body clean, head ache gone and hair still damp. He was wide awake but still looked and felt tired.
Cain welcomed his lover with a gentle kiss set on his forehead.

"Good morning" he spoke, his voice still wearing a bit of sleep.

"Morning" he yawned and sat at the kitchen table dropping his head against the cool surface. Yes. Mornings after drinking suck and incase you aren't the type to get them in the morning consider yourself as lucky as you feel when you don't get them. Max just so happened to be the type to not get hangovers, then why take the medicine? Because his ass hurt. Take it from him, being fucked by Abel let alone Cain wasn't exactly a hop, skip and a jump through the park.

"Babe, want some coffee?"

"Dont mind if I do" Max replied though he knew it wasn't for him.
Abel let out a low growl.

Cain began to brew another batch of the black liquid.

"Let me just make this known considering we had a fuck fest last night. Cain is mine, don't touch him again or I'll break your fingers off and then start with your toes. Last night was an exception" he stated though he didn't lift his head the warning tone thick in his voice.

"Shouldn't I be dishing out warnings?" Cain spoke setting the cups on the table.

"Don't worry, I think I got it" Max spoke taking a sip, burning his tongue in the process. He whimpered and sat the cup down sucking on his tongue as if it would save him from pain.

"So when are you leaving?" Abel asked finally sitting up.

"Eager to kick me out?"

"Just trying to save you from hearing us screw"

"Maybe I'm the listening type"

"Whatever floats your boat"

"I'm leaving in two hours it seems my boyfriend will be here then" He winked as he leaned back in his chair.
Abel gave a funny look which caused Max to go on and explain.

"We are in an open relationship, he left for two weeks and I was told I could seek out satisfaction if I needed it" Cain began with breakfast, cooking up enough for three.

"Whatever way your relationship swings is your business" Abel chuckled softly.
He didn't think he could deal with a relationship like that much less Cain.
He honestly didn't believe Cain could deal with someone else fucking him...again. Of course this was their first time actually playing with another person like last night. It probably wouldn't happen again for another six months or more.

Breakfast, Tv time, some couch cuddling and a hour plus forty five minutes later the door was being pounded on. Abel went to answer.
He was greeted by a tall gentlemen in a suit, his hair slicked back and his glasses placed on his nose. He looked like a lawyer.

"Max is here, correct?"

"Assuming you're his boyfriend?"
The larger male nodded and Abel allowed him inside.

"Max" Abel spoke from the door way of the living room. "You're boyfriend is here" at that Max shot up and ran into the arms of his lover.

"Did you have fun?" The taller male asked as he petted the blonde's head.
Max nodded with this adoring smile, "Can we get food on the way back?"
He spoke as they walked toward the entrance way.
"If that is what you wish" he responded in a gentle manner before Abel heard the door click shut.

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For the rest of the day Cain and Abel lounged about their sunday watching Tv, eating some food and exchanging a blow job or two. The day was just. Peachy.

Oops there wasn't any sex, Terribly sorry but Thanks for reading ! Sorry for typos and such. Don't forget to vote (^～^) -Psychopathix.