Chapter 26

Tate

Dean's eyes couldn't have gotten any wider, but Joel was going all in on the spanking plan. He was wiggling his bottom and squeezing my dick like he thought that would help seal the deal. It had. But not in the let's overwhelm the Dom so he makes bad decisions way I thought Joel had been going for.

No, I could still make good decisions no matter what he was doing to my erection, but it had let me know that little Joel had a naughty streak he was looking to indulge.

That was what I'd wanted to make sure we were on the same page with. Dean was slowly getting there if the way his gaze was bouncing back and forth was saying anything, but Joel didn't always realize the signals he was sending.

But it seemed like we were all on the same page for the current signals.

Even Daddy Dean seemed to be clear on what we were doing even if he didn't seem like he understood how we'd gotten there.

I kept expecting him to ask questions or try to slow things down. Him safewording wasn't high on my what-might-happen list, but I had a feeling that we were inching out of his comfort zone. But from what we'd talked about and how he'd interacted with little Joel, I had a feeling it was about surprise, not fear.

Or disgust…because his erection was obvious.

Joel waving his bottom around could've done that, but a hard dick was a fairly good barometer for Dean's comfort level. Mine…not so much. My cock wasn't very bright and we didn't always agree on stuff, but Dean and his erection were usually in sync.

"Promises to your Master are very important." Freakouts beat promises, but with silence from Dean and excited giggles from Joel, it seemed like we could proceed. "And I was promised a reward."

Joel could barely get words out around his snickers and laughter. "My bottom."

Oh, Dean rolled his eyes.

Perfect.

That was the signal I'd been looking for, so I nodded at Joel. "That's right, but I think we can consider it as my bottom since it belongs to me now."

Joel gave a naughty snicker but shook his head as he playfully grinned. "Share with Daddy ."

He loved that word.

Joel's whole face lit up as he turned and gave his Daddy a cute cheek kiss. "Sharing."

"That's right. I'm going to share with Daddy." Something about the word or the easy agreement had Dean's gaze bouncing around again but he didn't argue.

He didn't do anything but watch and wait.

"Good boys." Joel gave each of us another cute peck before he went back to wiggling his fingers over my erection. "Happy boys."

Dean's brows pulled together but I just laughed. "Very happy because we have a cute and wiggly boy."

A cute, wiggly boy who'd gone back to waving his bottom around like he had a tail. "Very very."

He was very something alright, and at the moment, I was pretty sure that was very horny.

"My very very is going to get a spanking." My teasing playfulness got another happy sound from Joel and more wiggles from his fingers.

He was going to derail our scene faster than he was expecting if we weren't careful, so I wrapped up the wiggly little in my arms and rolled him over so he was trapped on our laps. "So, Daddy Dean, how about we move this to my room so we can stretch out easier?"

Dean swallowed and took a second before nodding. "He'll fall off the bed in here. Rewards seem like they might be wiggly."

Oh yeah.

"Tail?" Joel tried to wag his bottom again but he wasn't in the right position.

"Yes, you can have a tail." I wasn't sure if he'd want to be a pup or if his little side just wanted to play pretend that he was a pup, but either way, a tail was going to be fun. "We'll pick out one later."

"Reward time." His squirming just got worse as he grinned. "Good boy. Good boy. Good boy."

We were all good boys?

He was a really really really good boy?

Hmm, Daddy Dean rolled his eyes again, so it could've gone either way.

"Lots of good boys." Tickling him seemed like a brilliant idea. I was right and wrong. Joel thought it was hilarious. Dean thought we were ridiculous. The bed thought we were too big.

I caught Joel before he took a header off the side, but Daddy Dean nearly growled at me.

Oops.

"Sorry." Placing Joel back on the bed safe and sound, I gave Dean a very well-done apologetic look. "He's fine."

"Safe, Daddy." Joel thought the best way to handle it was with a cheek kiss and a hug. "Aww."

He seemed to like his Daddy getting growly over his safety. "Special boy. Special spanked boy."

Dean huffed but nodded. "That's right and we're going to make sure the special boy stays safe with his spanking."

"Master Tate!" Joel seemed to think that was the order to move out because he hopped up off the bed, nearly braining both of us, and bounced out of the room. "Master's bed. Master's bed. Reward time."

He was not big but he was enthusiastic.

"This is okay, right?" Dean's whispered question didn't surprise me, but I was impressed by how long he'd waited. It was obvious he hadn't wanted to influence Joel's desire and I thought that was sweet.

"Yes. He's happy. He's confident. He trusts both of us. That's all we have to keep in mind." Giving him a quick kiss as I climbed off the bed, I shrugged. "Besides, the neighbors are doing it too so that means it can't be that strange."

"Oh." Dean paused as he got halfway off the bed, then slowly finished as his brain worked overtime. "I'm not going to ask how you know that."

"The neighbors are loud and overshare." He'd just spent way too much time trying to give them privacy.

I wasn't going to wear noise-canceling headphones just because they were having kinky sex with the windows open.

"Fine." Shaking his head, Dean came around the side of the bed. "Joel's excited. You're excited. I'm confused, but yeah…we're fine."

I wasn't his Dom at the moment, so I didn't feel guilty for laughing.

"Hurry. Hurry." Joel saved me from whatever Dean's glare meant, though. " Waiting ."

Not very patiently.

He was waiting nakedly, however.

"Where did your pants go?" Dean seemed to think the question was logical, but it had Joel falling back on the bed laughing hysterically, erect cutie sticking up and waving along with the happy sounds. "That was not a ridiculous question."

It was.

"Pants just get lost sometimes." I shrugged and aimed for a casual expression as Dean gave me a disbelieving look. "They just wander off, especially when a reward is involved."

"Oh well." Joel managed to get the adorable response out before his giggles took over, but it was a very close call and the words got slightly mangled.

That just seemed to make it funnier, though, and he kept going, repeating it several times as it just got more and more mashed up.

Dean was doing his best not to smile or sigh. "I'll remember that."

And he was going to remember how much fun Joel was having.

"Speaking of rewards…" Since we were all on the same page, I bumped into Dean's shoulder to give him a push to keep going before heading over to join Joel on the bed. "It's time for my reward."

Still giggling, Joel nodded and scrambled up on his knees, nearly jumping on me as I sat down. "Master Tate's reward."

"That's right." My shrug and casual tone seemed to set off the silly boy again. "It can't be helped. I get my reward."

"Promised." Joel shrugged too but collapsed into me as he started snickering again. "Oh well."

Dean went back to shaking his head as he approached the bed from the other side, finally looking confident in what would happen. "Then no more dawdling."

Sighing and looking like a disappointed Daddy, he flicked his hand in a gesture that I knew was supposed to make me move over. "You're dragging this out. Master Tate wants his reward."

"My bottom." Joel didn't seem worried about his Daddy's dry teasing and just started snickering as he rolled over and waved the bottom in question at us. "Pretty."

Dean managed to give Joel's sexy ass a nice smack which got a shiver from the naughty boy. "I need a reward too."

And the giggles were back.

Joel wanted his spanking but he was so silly and so happy that it took Dean and me both to get him into place. The manhandling just seemed to make him laugh even more even if it also made him harder too. His erection loved being moved around and roughed up, but Joel's brain found it hilarious.

"Master Tate." Whatever Joel had been going to say was lost as my hand came down on his bottom…and then all I got was a moan.

The position felt slightly awkward because Dean and I were leaning against the headboard with Joel draped across our laps, but I managed to get a good smack that chased the giggles away from our silly boy. "Master…"

There was no way to know if he was big or not, so I just gave the other cheek a spank as Dean petted Joel's head. "Good boy."

Joel made a soft, happy sound as I spanked him again, slowly building up the intensity and spreading the pink around his ass. "Daddy…"

That was all we got, but it made Dean smile as he continued to run his hand over Joel's head. "That's right."

Joel made a low agreeing sound that seemed to be his response to a question, but I wasn't sure if anyone had said the first part out loud. So since he could've had the whole conversation in his head already, I didn't worry about it and just have him another pop.

It earned me more happy sounds from Joel, but it wasn't until his ass cheeks were pink and he was back to moaning that his hips started rocking. Since his first spanking had been with his cage, I had a feeling that he hadn't really noticed the difference until his body reacted first.

His brain caught up to the change fairly quickly after that point. "Oh wow."

Dean barely held back a laugh, but I chuckled and spanked low on his ass. "Yes, it's definitely a good reward."

Joel moaned and rocked his head against the bed, but I didn't get words as I upped the intensity of his spanking. His body made it very clear what he wanted to say every time he raised his hips and then rocked it back down to thrust his cock between our thighs.

He approved of my reward.

"Master…" Joel couldn't seem to decide if he wanted to beg for more or stop to explain how good it was, but I saved him from himself as I brought my hand down again. "Daddy, that's…"

Very good…to Joel at least.

Dean always looked confused when Joel got so excited for his spanking, but the way Joel was obviously trying to explain it got a smile from his overprotective Daddy. "It's good isn't, baby boy?"

Joel's first response was to thrust faster, but as he nodded and moaned, he spread his legs. That was a very clear second response. Dean's smile was slipping back and forth between sweet and sexy, so I had a feeling he couldn't decide how he was feeling about the situation.

Well, besides pleased that Joel was thoroughly enjoying himself.

"Yes, you're such a good boy for giving Master Tate a nice reward." Dean's tone was sweet but the words just pumped Joel higher.

Something about it gave Dean a boost of confidence too because as I started drawing out the time between each spank, Dean reached down between Joel's cheeks and ran a finger over the tempting hole that was flashing at us. "He loves making your bottom pink and pretty."

Oh, our naughty boy loved being the center of attention.

"I'm…it's…" Joel couldn't help trying to explain how cute he looked with a pink ass, but his confident explanation of how good he looked would have to wait.

His wonderful Daddy slipped one finger into the needy hole and threw Joel right over the cliff. "Yes…"

He moaned out the excited word before chasing every drop of pleasure he could find. Crying out needy sounds and letting desperate, random phrases escape as I squeezed his sexy ass, Joel made it clear he was loving every second of my reward. "Daddy. You. Yes. Master."

There was no way to even guess what he thought he was saying, but there wasn't a safeword to be heard, so I just let him ride it out until he collapsed onto our laps. He didn't seem to have a bone in his body, but he was breathing and softly chuckling to himself.

It seemed to add up to good things, so we both waited and ran our hands over his legs and back as he came down from his high. "When…when does Daddy get his spanking? He needs…it's just…I have to share."

Hmm.

Maybe eyeballs could fall out of their sockets.