22. Gay

Chapter twenty-two

Gay

A fter my dad's fall, I'm glad he's feeling well enough for my parents to host a birthday dinner for me. I love my parents, and they are amazing for embracing me after I came out as trans and queer, but I'm glad to be in my own home for the rest of the weekend. I always feel more myself around my chosen family.

"Happy Birthday, babe," Cin's raspy morning voice joins their arms around my waist where I'm making coffee. "Do you feel older?"

"No, brat," I pinch their arm through the long sleeve of their robe. Cin yelps and lets me go so I can pick up my coffee. "Though I do regret my dad telling me I had to drink rum for both of us."

"He is on pain-killers, it was the least you could do," Cin nods like it was a reasonable request.

"Easy for you to say, you stuck to Horchata with Mamá."

My parents love them, and I'm grateful for that, but Cin takes their side on the silliest things. They're always on my side for the real arguments though. Would they accept us bringing a third into our relationship? If we brought RJ to my parents, or Cin's, would they like him too?

"You got real pensive over there," Cin touches my arm and pulls me out of my thoughts. They give me a smirk and I know sass is coming with it, "Contemplating your old age?"

"Mocoso," I punctuate the Spanish word for brat with a smack to their ass, leaving my hand there to pull Cin against me as I set my coffee aside. "Just getting ahead of myself, wondering how our families would react to knowing we are dating RJ."

Cin's eyes widen and their mouth pops open on a whispered, "Oh." They look up at me and I can see the wheels turning before they speak, voice full of curiosity more than anything else. "Is that something you think will happen? That we'll get to a point where we're serious about RJ and want to introduce him to our parents?"

"Too soon to say, but I know the thought crossed my mind when we were away from him last week, as well as last night." I squeeze them to me, "Have you thought about it?"

Cin nods, "Yeah, a bit. Though you're right, we're not there yet."

"Let's see how this weekend goes with RJ," I say, letting Cin go to grab my coffee. "He'll be here in an hour or so to help us get ready for the party."

"Crap, I need to get dressed." Cin sprints for the stairs, yelling down to me, "Make me coffee, babe?"

"Of course," I call back, though they're probably already in the bedroom. Turning to the coffee maker, I check that I have the cinnamon kind my partner likes, and the mocha flavor for RJ.

He's already a part of our lives, and I hope he becomes more.

"Happy birthday, queen," Henrietta greets me in platform heels and a sequined mini-dress. Last year, Cin had a birthday party for me at Randy's, and I promised the server she was invited to the next one instead of working it. "I'm on shift at eleven, but so glad I could come celebrate with you!"

"I'm so glad you could make it," I smile and accept her air kisses. "Thank you for coming."

"Not yet, I'm not, but the night is young," Henrietta winks and sashays away to greet Cin by the table where we put out drinks and snacks. Cin is in the sexy jumpsuit RJ gave them, and it fits their frame perfectly.

We have about two dozen friends in our basement, with a handful or more expected to leave the party when it gets later. I'm hoping there's a natural cycle so it doesn't get too crowded.

Sammi, Dan, and Rose from the munch are playing on the spanking bench, with a few like Denver and Rory watching, but most are mingling. Our friend, Claude, is sipping a drink and chatting with someone I don't know, but they seem cozy and it makes me smile. Mel is chatting with Cin and Henrietta, and I love that they could make it even though their band usually has a gig on Saturday nights.

Myles and Avery are even here, though they don't attend kink events. We know them from Randy's as well, and I'm glad to see they're dating after watching them make eyes at each other for at least a year.

My chosen family is a mix of close friends, lovers, play partners, and acquaintances in the queer community, and I wouldn't change a thing.

RJ appears on the stairs with the Randy's server, Zo, who is immediately accosted by Henrietta as they break down something the eccentric Neve cooked up recently. RJ continues past them to walk right into my arms before I can fully take in his outfit. He was in a shiny silver suit earlier in the evening, but has switched to an upper body harness and loose black pants.

"Hey, sweet boy," I kiss his temple, taller than him in my heels. He was an amazing help to us all day, from setting things up to playing co-host. When we asked if he wanted to stay by one of our sides, RJ said he liked the idea of being at the door for a bit so he had an excuse to meet everyone before being in the crowded space down here. "Ready for a break from door-duty?"

"Mmhmm," RJ nods into my neck, kissing the sensitive skin there. "And I might be excited to play," he whispers, nudging the erection in his pants against my leather-clad thigh. It has grown since I hugged him earlier.

"I see." Threading my fingers into his curly hair, I tug just enough to pull his head back so he's looking at me. His pupils dilate at my show of force and almost take over his eyes at my next words, "Did you put on your big dick for Daddy to play with?"

Licking his lips, RJ tries to nod but I'm holding him in place, making him use his words. "Yes, Daddy."

"Ready to take Daddy and Cin's spankings for my birthday, sweet boy?"

"Yes, please, Daddy," he whimpers, and I can feel a tremble run through his body in anticipation.

Letting his hair go, I step back to take his hand. "Safe word?"

"Red, or yellow to pause." RJ bites his lip before leaning in to add, "But don't stop if I say ow or no , Daddy."

This isn't a new statement from RJ, as we'd discussed the idea when we negotiated before, but I need to be sure. Stopping us a few feet short of Cin, I gesture to my Kitten and they join us. I repeat what RJ said to make sure I understand and Cin knows as well. "You want us to ignore words like stop or no, and only pause for red or yellow?"

"Yes, Daddy," RJ repeats the phrase and I feel arousal heat from my belly outward as his face takes on an eager glow.

"Is that right?" Cin coos, circling RJ with one arm and holding my other hand so we're all connected. "Do you want me to hurt your cute little butt while your Daddy teases you, baby?"

"Yes, Sir," RJ agrees, and I can't sense anything but lust and excitement from him. "I trust you both."

"We appreciate your trust, sweet boy. And we trust you to know what you want," I add, because trust is a two-way street. Still, he doesn't have to safeword for me to stop. Cin and I will pay attention to his body and reactions and decide if he is being pushed too far even without him speaking. "Can you be patient for a little longer?"

RJ whimpers but agrees, knowing Cin plans to have our friends sing me happy birthday then let the more vanilla ones leave before the party gets kinkier.

"Friends and folx, thank you for coming to celebrate my favorite femme fatale," Cin starts after assuring everyone has a drink in hand, though thankfully no hard alcohol with play on the agenda. RJ stands next to me, one hand in mine, and I love having him beside me. "Gay, my love, you are a light in the world and we are all lucky to have your presence in our lives. Happy birthday, babe!"

Everyone joins Cin in singing as I choke back tears over their sweet words, and I'm pleasantly surprised when I realize they're all doing the Spanish version. I notice a few have a scrap of paper that must have the lyrics in Spanish and I'm choked up all over again. Everyone finishes with cheers and Cin joins RJ and I in a kiss.

"You're such a brat, making me cry on my birthday," I tease, not really bothered.

"You can blame RJ for the song lyrics," Cin squeezes the boy. "He had the idea and I just printed them while you were in the shower."

"How did I get so lucky with you two?"

"It's your birthday, you should get what you want and what you deserve," RJ shrugs.

"Spankings for the birthday girl?" Someone calls out and I laugh.

"Spankings for the birthday girl's boy, given by the birthday girl's partner," Cin yells back and most people chuckle at the polyamory of it all. "Also time for whoever doesn't want to watch to head out or head upstairs if you'd rather not see the kinky fun about to happen. Thank you all for coming!"

It's late, and some are vanilla while others have work. A few friends and both Randy's servers come by to say their goodnights. Once they've all seen themselves out, I lead Cin and RJ to our new St. Andrew's cross in the corner, and turn them both to face me.

"Cin, get the toys," I command, knowing they won't argue as we have the scene well planned out. "RJ, time to strip and show Daddy your dick. I'm ready for my birthday present."