Chapter 18

Joel

Toys and bubbles, and toys and snacks, and manners so I got more happy time. "Thank you, Master Tate."

I was board game special and bubbles special.

I was going to have to figure out what being bubbles special meant, but Tate and Dean were so sweet about it I knew it was important.

"You're welcome." Tate kissed my head and smiled like I was silly before going over to turn on the water. "Now, how about you tell me what kind of toys Dean found for you to play with?"

"Lots." He'd found me lots to play with. "See?"

As Tate took the bubble bath from me so he could pour it in, I pulled open the top of the bag and looked at all my loot. I was a bathtub bubbles pirate. "I have little people and boats and animals. I can see a dolphin. Did you know they're the frat boys of the ocean? Oh, and I have a whale. They're not frat boys. They're smart and have to do thoughtful things like save the people. The dolphins get to do…dolphin things."

Yes, we'd just call them dolphin things.

Tate snorted out a laugh. "You've been watching that animal guy on YouTube again."

Giggling, I nodded. "He's very funny."

"You have a very good memory." Tate came over and kissed my head again before crouching down in front of me. "Alright, is there anything important I should know about what makes a good bubble bath?"

Hmm.

Tate raised one eyebrow when I shrugged. "Anything that you learned from your parents but mine might not have taught me? Dean's parents are still living in the eighties, remember? I just want to make sure we all have the right information."

That was a good point.

Looking at my toys and my Tate and my bubbles, I shrugged again but thought out loud too. "Um, well, if it's a bubble bath with toys, then I think you have to stay with me? My mother never told me these rules but there have to be some."

There were rules for everything.

Nodding, Tate seemed to understand how important rules were. "Then we'll figure them out for ourselves. I think someone being with you for a bubble bath is a very good starting point. What else might be a good rule?"

Yes, we needed more rules because Tate liked rules and I liked Tate, and Dean really liked rules so he knew what to worry about.

"Who washes me? That's important." Studying my toys, I thought of something else. "How long for do I get to play? Do I always get toys? Do I have to earn toys?"

I looked up to see Tate blinking and he let out a breath. "There was more to figure out about all this than I expected."

Yep, there were rules for everything.

"Okay, I can do this, but we'll make sure to get Dean's opinion too. He seems like the type to be in charge of bubble time." Tate's face scrunched up and he mumbled something about it definitely being Dean's job, but I didn't know what that meant. "If you've been good enough for a bubble bath, you automatically get toys."

Once Tate got started, his brain worked really fast to answer my questions. "The Dom who's with you when you get a bath is the one that scrubs you. Cute subs who get bubble baths shouldn't be the ones to wash themselves."

Making sure he knew all of me was cute, I made my penis jump and he laughed. "You get to play until you start shriveling up or sooner if we've got plans after bathtime."

"It won't shrivel up in the tub." Waving my penis around at him, I grinned. "It's excited to play too."

Tate rolled his eyes and laughed. "Your fingers shrivel up, silly. Your dick likes all kinds of toys."

"It's friendly." I shrugged because I couldn't help it. "It likes having your attention too."

Grinning, Tate flicked the head of my penis before standing up. He laughed as I shivered. "We're going to have to talk about what kinds of things it likes. Because I wasn't expecting it to like being tugged on so much."

Oh.

"I forgot. I came at the store." Oops. Tate didn't look mad, though. "I was going to be good and not make a mess, but…"

It hadn't been my fault.

It was Tate's.

He sighed and nodded. "Yeah, that was surprising, but we'll figure out what you liked about it so we can plan better."

"Did I get Derek messy?" Everything after the happy tug was kind of fuzzy. "He was…he was smiling when I waved bye, right?"

Before I could start worrying like Dean, Tate nodded and leaned over to kiss my forehead. "Yes. He thought it was sexy and he thought Dean and I were funny because we hadn't expected that reaction."

Just imagining what their faces must've looked like made me giggle. "I bet you had wide eyes and looked like cartoon people."

Tate groaned as he took the toys from me to put them in the tub. " Nooo …I'm a great Dom and not surprised by orgasms at all. Even unexpected ones."

I tried not to laugh so he could pretend to be cool but it was hard. "You're wonderful."

But he was right…it'd been unexpected.

"The internet made a little bit of pain sound fun, so I'm glad they were right." That had Tate blinking at me and his head cocked to the side. "The internet is right a lot."

"Only for you." Tate shook his head and took my hands. "Into the tub carefully or Dean will get angry at me."

"Hey!" The offended tone coming from the kitchen made me giggle.

"See?" Tate shrugged. "He'll come after me, so you can't slip or anything."

Giggling, I nodded and stepped very carefully into the tub. "I'll be good so you don't get in trouble."

They were so silly.

"I would appreciate that." Tate was a very good Dom and held my hands until I was sitting on my bottom. "Perfect."

When he sat down beside me on the floor, he winked and looked at the door. "He's fine. He didn't fall."

"That's a low bar. Don't sound so proud of yourself." Dean was so not embarrassed, he was frustrated with Tate.

Dean was cute when he was confident, and Tate was trying not to laugh, so he knew it was cute too. "Alright, what should we play?"

Yay.

"The people are going to the beach." But first I had to find the people, so I searched and searched while Tate gave me attention.

"They're hiding." He chuckled as I thought I found one but it was a naughty dolphin instead. "I'm glad you like your toys and the bubbles, and I'm glad you liked the tug earlier. I don't want to do anything that scares you or hurts you in the wrong way."

Tate worried like Dean but just about different stuff.

"It wasn't big." I frowned as a little person slipped out of my hand and dove back into the bubble ocean. "Shoot. Um, it was a surprise and then everything gets fuzzy after that. I think I was tired or something."

Found it.

"Or something." Tate laughed at his own silly joke. "You went into subspace, cutie, and that made you tired."

And my really big orgasm made me tired too.

"You did a good job being my Dom." He looked like he needed a kiss, so I leaned over and didn't slip at all, even if the tub was slick. "And Dean too."

Yes, I couldn't forget him. "Thank you, Dean!"

Magic.

He laughed and showed up in the doorway. "You're welcome and I'm glad you're feeling better after your nap."

"Sometimes you need a nap." It just happened. "Thank you for putting me to bed too."

That was always nice but no one did it to grown-ups unless they were board game special, so I was glad I was special to them and wouldn't have to put myself to bed anymore.

Oh, and being board game special meant I got snacks in the tub too. "You remembered I'm hungry."

Dean rolled his eyes to look silly as he wiggled past Tate. "First of all, I could hear your tummy all the way in the kitchen, so I couldn't ignore it even if I tried, and second, we need a bigger bathroom."

"Yes, and a bigger tub so we can all climb in." I looked down at my bubbles and frowned. "I don't have enough room for you guys and my toys."

Tate laughed. "You don't have enough room for us and the water."

Very true.

"But you can sit there and play with me." That was good too. "And you can talk to me when I have to get a by-myself-shower. We'll make a schedule."

Yes. I was so smart.

"But you both have to put me to bed. I think that's very reasonable." The bathroom was small but there was space for both of them in my room. "Unless we're always going to sleep in Tate's bed?"

He had the biggest bed, so we'd let him have the big room when we'd moved in sophomore year, and it was nice to see that I was finally getting rewarded for being nice.

Hmm.

Something made them confused because their heads tipped to the side and they looked like confused puppies.

"I like schedules." Dean was so nice and smiled.

"And tucking you in is very reasonable." Tate was still looking confused but then he was magic too and reached in the tub to find my missing person. "There we go."

"Thank you." He was so helpful. "Now they can get eaten."

Dean sighed. "I'm not even going to respond to that statement."

Tate giggled at Dean's drama. "I will. Who's going to get eaten first?"

"Oh, that's hard." We figured it out, though. The dolphins didn't eat anyone because that wasn't how they were naughty, but the sharks thought my people were tasty and we even had a monster that sucked some of them under the water to eat them.

"How is playing in the bathtub this stressful?" Dean was frowning and shaking his head as we lost another of the people.

"They're stupid?" I looked down at their bodies and shrugged. "They should've gotten out of the water after the first one was lunch."

It wasn't my fault that they were dumb.

"No self-preservation instincts." Tate shrugged too. "It can't be helped. Some people just weren't meant for the gene pool."

Dean rolled his eyes. "I'm pretty sure that's offensive in some way."

Not if Tate was right.

"I'm hungry." But distracting Dean was a good idea. "Did you make my snack? I'm not a prune yet. See?"

I held up my hands and wiggled my fingers.

Tate snickered but Dean raised one eyebrow and leaned closer. "I think I see wrinkles."

"No, they're waves because of the ocean." Pointing to my bubbles and my animals, I frowned. "It's dangerous to be in the ocean."

It was so easy to just get eaten.

Tate grinned and grabbed the shark, making him swim toward my penis under the bubbles. "Yum. Yum. Yum."

I laughed but Dean sucked in a breath. "Don't let that shark eat his dick. That's just… You can't…"

Tate could.

Tate did.

And he laughed and laughed.

Dean didn't like the shark eating me. "Okay, it's time for a distraction. I have the snack ready."

He was so cute…even Tate giggled as he watched Dean stomp out the door. "Daddy didn't like that."

He'd whispered, but I was sneaky and had very good hearing when I was paying attention…and he'd said Daddy.

Hmm.

"Alright, I pictured you more being the fisherman that you were for Halloween, but I guess this still goes with the ocean theme even if you're encouraging mass murder…or maybe it's some kind of genocide." Dean frowned as he came back into the bathroom but he was amazing. "I don't think it's stupid, but it might be a bit over the top."

" Ohhh …" My fisherman box. "Me. Me. I'm a fisherman. I'm…I'm a guide. Oops everyone's dead but I still need a snack."

Dean sighed and looked at me funny. "I have no idea what to say to that, but the internet keeps showing me these stupid snack boxes and I can't get them to stop."

"Because it's amazing." Wiggling up on my knees but being very, very careful, I leaned over and looked at Tate and even pretended he didn't have the giggles. "Look. I got a snack box."

"Hey." Tate pretended to frown. "That's a big enough snacklebox that I get some too."

Now it was my turn to giggle and to be greedy because Dean set my fisherman box down and opened it all the way. "Fruit. Cheese. Crackers. All kinds of goodies."

"Chocolate chips too." Yay. The big ones. "And grapes."

"Oh, I forgot we had that pepperoni." Tate's eyes got big and greedy as he took little meaty circles and crackers. "This is the best snack for killing off stupid people."

"I'm not sure leaving you two unsupervised was a good idea." Dean sat down on the closed toilet seat and looked like he wanted to tell us to be nicer. "Everyone is dead?"

Tate shrugged. "Survival of the fittest."

"Yes. That." Oh, I could do chocolate and a circle cracker and grapes.

"I'm not going to tell you how wrong that looks." Dean couldn't seem to decide if he wanted to pout or groan. "But that looks disgusting."

He was so silly…so I had to do it again.

Bathtime snacks were the best.