Chapter 12

Joel

The way their heads cocked and they frowned said they didn't know what BDSM partners did either.

Well, we could make it up then because I hadn't seen the answer online anywhere.

"How about we just keep treating it like we're friends but we do naked things too?" That seemed like the simplest answer, but judging by the way they were staring at me, I wasn't sure it was going to be that easy.

"Um, I think we can mix and match?" Dean was taking a minute to figure it out but he was more helpful than Tate who just looked confused. "I think the having sex part means that we can do the board games too."

"That's great." It would give us so much more to do. "And thank you for letting me know I'm board game important to you."

"Wait. Go back." Tate was still frowning but at least he'd found a response. "Only married people do board games? Is that why you wouldn't do drunk board game night at the frat?"

Candyland was not more fun drunk no matter what they said.

"Of course." They were all naughty. "That's so personal. Why would you want to do it with someone you're not married to? Or at the very least very special to."

They just blinked at me.

"You'll put on your list that you want one of us to lick your ass but you think playing Chutes and Ladders drunk is intimate? That's what you meant by personal, right?" Dean was doing a great job asking questions but they were confusing.

"Yes, I would like someone to lick my bottom. That's got great reviews online, but don't worry, I'll lick too. I'm not selfish and I don't see that as a top versus bottom thing." Some of those debates got weird, but I didn't think it made a difference who was the licker and who was the lickee.

"Someone reviewed that online? Wait. Don't answer that." Dean seemed easily distracted but I wasn't going to hold that against him because we'd had a busy twenty-four hours.

And we were talking about licking so that was distracting too.

"I think I'm going to need to make a list of questions I need to ask you." Tate shook his head like he was clearing water from his ears. "That explains a few things, though, so thank you for making sure we understood why that was a limit for you before."

"I had limits." I was amazing. "I didn't realize that was a limit."

Hmm.

"Should that go on a list? I don't know where to put the limits once I find them." The internet said I'd find them and it'd been right.

"Um, we'll…we'll make a list or put them in a notebook?" Dean frowned and looked around. "Should they go on the fridge until we remember them all?"

"I'm not going to forget that one." Tate's tone said he was very serious about that, so I gave him a kiss.

"Thank you." It was nice that they knew how important my needs were.

Oh.

"When are we going to get to have penetrative sex?" Hmm. "If you told me what day, I forgot to write it down."

I needed a calendar.

"I…I think we should go pick out some board games." Dean was back to looking worried but I could understand why and wasn't confused like I had been before. "We…we didn't have anything else going on today, and I think we need to go over a few things before Tate penetrates you like that."

Tate shrugged, so I wasn't sure if he had penetrative sex questions too or not. "Well, we just talked about recovering from the booze and having another scene if we hadn't freaked out. So…yeah…we didn't have a lot planned."

"We do now." That was wonderful and not freaking out was wonderful too. "Oh, can we find a sex toy store too and not just a regular toy store? I want my cage and we should look for more things that we all have on our list. I've been saving up money for it so don't worry."

I wasn't going to be money greedy and sex greedy.

And they were both back to blinking at me, but Tate found his thoughts first. "That sounds like a great plan and I know just where to take you to shop for a cage."

"How?" Dean's question didn't make any sense but he seemed to realize that because he just kept going. "How do you know where to shop for one of those? You know the weirdest people."

Tate scoffed and rolled his eyes. "Joel knows the weirdest people. I'm in a very distant second place."

I was still deciding if I was proud of that or offended when Dean sighed. "Fine. You're right. Sorry."

"Thank you." Tate's response didn't help me figure out how I felt but he gave me a quick head kiss so I decided I was proud. "If we're going out then we all need to get cleaned up."

He gave Dean a teasing grin and glanced down at his lap to make Dean grumble and blush. "And put on real clothes that won't get us arrested when Joel starts flirting again."

"He's going to do that in public?" Dean gaped at Tate and then looked at me. "Really?"

"You're buying board games with me." It should be obvious that meant I could do whatever I wanted with him. "And don't forget the cock cage. You're making me cute so that means I can flirt."

Duh.

"I think…I think I'm fine with that in principle but I might have limits on that." Dean looked entirely too skeptical, so I leaned over and kissed his cheek. "I'm still going to have limits no matter how cute you look when you do that."

Shoot.

"Everyone's going to keep their clothes on." I shrugged and aimed to look neutral. "There's nothing to worry about."

Tate's naughty laugh had both of us turning to look at him. Dean looked just as confused as I felt but Tate shrugged. "What?"

He'd have looked more believable if he'd stopped grinning.

"You look like I need to worry more." Dean sighed. "Just saying."

Nearly giggling, Tate nodded. "You do."

That did not make Dean feel any better but I thought it sounded like fun. "Why? Why does Dean need to worry more?"

It was definitely a sex thing but I wasn't sure what he was talking about.

"Because the adult store I'm taking you too is very…openminded. So we'll need to actually talk about the limits we've all got before we go in." Tate's grin was so distracting it took me a second to realize what he was saying.

"You're going to show my cock to someone? Big or small? Will they think it's cute?" Tate definitely knew more interesting real-life people. I just knew more interesting online people. "They have to think it's cute or I'll keep my clothes on. I think that's a reasonable limit."

Wasn't it?

Dean came to my rescue before I could overthink it and turn into him. "That's a very reasonable limit. Tate can't show off your penis, no matter how cute it is, to anyone who won't understand how perfect it is."

"Aww. Thank you." He was so cute. Giving him another kiss, I turned and gave Tate one too. "But don't worry. Tate knows my penis is important and so are your feelings."

Tate laughed but he nodded. "You're right. I know how important both of those things are and we're not going to make either of them sad."

I wasn't sure how he was going to accomplish that, but I was willing to listen.

"Alright, what is our plan then?" I knew my question was reasonable when Dean started nodding. He was mostly overprotective, but I liked it when we could find common ground.

Tate huffed dramatically and pretended to roll his eyes. "Okay, first, can we all agree on the idea that Joel would enjoy showing off his penis and his submission to someone who would find it sexy and cute? His penis and his submission."

"Yes." I thought that was obvious and based on the way Dean sighed, I was right.

"Yes. But that doesn't mean I want him to show it off to just everyone." Dean's tone said possession and drama, but I wasn't sure exactly what his words meant.

Asking seemed like the right move since communication was important, so I leaned into Tate and whispered. That seemed cuter and I figured looking adorable couldn't hurt. "Master Tate? Does that mean he doesn't want me to get naked in front of someone else because it's his limit or does it mean he's okay with you guys showing me off as long as he's in charge?"

Dean rolled his eyes and flopped back on the couch.

Two.

That definitely meant the second option, but I waited to make sure Tate agreed with me.

He did.

He had to stop snickering before he could tell me that, though. "He wants to control it and he's nervous that you'll take it too far."

"Hey." That was rude.

Tate raised one eyebrow. "You were showing your penis online, slut. He's got a right to be concerned about that because your safety is important to him."

Shoot.

"Fine. I'll accept how important I am and how he shows that importance." Being important to someone was hard work sometimes.

Tate barked out a laugh. "Thank you. But we're not getting distracted, so we need to go back to Dean's limits on the adult toy store."

Just the name made me smile and I curled into Tate and grinned. "I like toys."

That made both of them laugh but Dean finally sat up and turned back to me, so I decided it was a good response. "Okay, I think my biggest concerns are physical safety and making sure you're not emotionally hurt. Not the actual naked part."

Hmm.

"Have you been thinking about this or is that your top-of-your-head answer?" Tate's question got a shrug from Dean. "Try again."

I wasn't the only one who didn't like the vague communication.

Dean sighed again and slouched back into the couch, but when I wiggled my legs he started running his hands over them. I'd turned into some kind of fidget toy or stuffed animal for him to cuddle, but I was very patient and liked the attention. "Both."

That wasn't helpful either, but he understood that without prompting that time.

"Um, his list and what he'd said about the internet makes it clear that he likes the attention." The admission seemed to be almost painful for him but I wasn't sure why. "I don't want to take away something he likes, but it makes me uncomfortable. Not safewording uncomfortable. Well, as long as it's in the right way."

What was the right way to get naked and hopefully played with in front of other people?

Tate just nodded and looked thoughtful instead of being psychic enough to answer my question. "That makes sense."

No, it did not.

But I waited.

And waited.

And aimed thoughts right at Tate.

He finally got my mental rays because he looked at me and smiled. "You have no idea what he's talking about, do you?"

Perfect.

"No." I gave both of them kisses to distract them a bit, though. "What's the right way to get naked and be manhandled?"

I needed to be handled while naked, so I wanted to make sure we got that out right up front.

Dean groaned but that wasn't helpful, so I aimed my curiosity at Tate since he was the most likely to explain why Dean was being very Dean.

"Okay, you get why he wants to keep you safe, right? I don't have to start that far back?" Tate was being a very good communicator, so I nodded. "Great. Alright, um, Dean doesn't mind the idea of you being shown off and manhandled in some way as long as it's a situation where you're going to be mentally and physically safe."

"He worries and I like that he worries about me." But there were still other parts, so I was patient.

"I'm glad." Tate gave me a quick peck but didn't get distracted. "He's uncomfortable with the idea—but not to the point of safewording or it being a limit for him—as long as we find the right situation to show you off. I think in this case that would be someone who makes you feel comfortable and sexy around them and someplace private enough that it won't be a problem legally or safety-wise."

As Tate paused, we both turned to Dean. He groaned and closed his eyes but nodded. "Yes, he's right so far. But…"

Pausing, Dean took a breath and tried again. "But the person can't be someone you want to date or have sex with. You belong to us for that and we're enough. I'm not sharing with anyone else."

He was cute when he was dramatic and possessive.

"Can we figure out a way to make him a bit more growly possessive and not worried possessive? That would be sexy. Please?" Yes, manners were always helpful when a sub wanted something.

The internet was right about a lot of very helpful things.

Tate snickered but seemed to agree with me based on his grin. "Yeah, we'll work on that. I think someone told him that being growly possessive was a bad thing but that's in regular relationships."

"We're not regular. We're special." We were board game special so that changed the rules. "And honestly, even if I was mean and wanted to do things like that with them, it would take entirely too long to get there. I have no desire to try to get to that point with anyone else."

It was exhausting to even think about.

Tate looked like he understood because he grinned, but then he glanced over at Dean and confused me again. "I think we're very special and I think you're a little nuts, but I like that about you."

"Thank you." But I still couldn't figure out what was going on again. "Why are you looking at Dean like that?"

Dean was helpful that time. "Because he's worried that your very practical statement about why you don't want anyone else would make me uncomfortable. It didn't."

That was good.

Then I didn't have to figure out why being practical would upset him.

"I'm glad you're not upset." I was going to have to start writing down my questions about Dean's reactions, though. I wasn't sure if my mother could help or if Tate would always be the best person, but Dean was confusing.

Still, I gave him a kiss to make sure he knew he was special.

He chuckled and peeked his eyes open. "Okay, I have a question. If you're not going to want to sleep with someone like that, why do you want to do it?"

Hmm?

This was a Tate question, so I looked at him. "Please explain this to Dean."

Then he could explain it to me.

Tate's raised eyebrow and the way he shook his head said he knew what I was thinking but he didn't point it out. "That's probably the best idea."

So we didn't worry Dean.

He liked having answers and I wasn't going to be the one to tell him that I had no idea why I wanted to do it…that would just make him nervous.