Chapter 27

Joel

I needed to learn to share better.

Rolling over was so hard.

"Does anyone know why orgasming with other people uses so many muscles?" I just didn't understand it but moving was almost impossible. "Help."

Yes, that was what I had a Master and a Daddy for.

The universe knew it would take two people to move me around.

Yep.

"Thank you." They were so smart. Daddy and Master Tate didn't even move me off their laps. "This is. Yes. You're right."

They were very smart.

"You're welcome." Daddy chuckled and tucked a pillow under my head so I could cuddle better. "There we go."

Much better.

The pillow helped me wrap myself around them like a bent spoon and I could cuddle them both. "Someone needs to rub my bottom. It's cute and feels nice."

"Of course, how could we forget that." Master Tate sounded like he was going to tease me, but he was wonderful and squeezed my bottom and gave it good rubs. "Pretty bottoms need lots of attention."

They really did.

I was going to tell them that but Daddy distracted me. "Did you like that better than with your cage on?"

Oh.

"I don't know." That was a hard question. "We'll have to try again."

Master Tate chuckled but his squeeze said he liked that plan. "You need to double-check that, huh?"

Closing my eyes as I tucked myself even closer to them, I nodded. "Yes. They're both really nice."

"Is that why you want to share with Dean?" Master Tate nearly giggled as Daddy groaned, but he leaned over and kissed my shoulder too. "You want him to feel good too?"

"Everyone should feel good." I wiggled my arm and managed to pet them both, but it wasn't working enough to hug them. "And I…I was thinking and we…I was…"

Shoot.

"Words are hard." Floating was better but I didn't want to forget. "I was thinking that I'm kind of loud excited and Daddy's quiet excited, and I'm like the loud people on the internet who get all the attention."

Yes, I'd found the words.

They couldn't hide from me.

"We keep forgetting to give Daddy attention. He needs spankings and tails and…and stuff…" Yes, wait. "What's his stuff? It's hard to remember."

We needed to make Daddy more loud excited…as long as he kept taking care of me.

"Taking care of me is his stuff too…I just forgot the other parts." Yes, we couldn't forget how important I was. "Master? What's his stuff? What kind of tail does Daddy want?"

I needed a nap before we looked at more tails, though.

"I think…wait…I don't think…he was…he said no mouse tails. So…so that probably means no piggy ones either." They were kind of cute, though. "Do you…do you think he's monsterful or magical? Daddy might be a dragon."

He'd be a cute dragon.

He was making dragony growly kinds of breathing sounds already.

"He might need more time to figure out what kind of sub he is." Master Tate was still sounding very Master even though I could hear his smile. "I think he's a…let's call it a quieter kind of sub. I'm not sure he's a run around and chase his tail kind of sub."

"Quiet is special too." Chasing tails was better, but I could help Daddy with that later. I was good at explaining things as long as it didn't involve other people asking me out on dates. "Daddy takes care of me and you and everybody. But he forgets to take care of himself."

Silly Daddy.

I was going to tell him how silly he was…later…yes…later.

"No naps." Daddy's finger trailed down my face cheek when I yawned. "It's too late in the day for that."

It was never too late for a nap…and my eyelids were so heavy.

"But I'm getting cuddled and my head is kind of fuzzy and we're in the big bed together." Yes, it was sounding like a good plan to me.

"You need dinner and a bath." Daddy was trying to sound stern but he wanted a nap too. I could tell because I was his special boy. "Stop yawning that's contagious."

Haha.

Daddy yawned too.

Even Master snickered. "Yeah, you tell him."

He was so silly.

"Do you want to be the one who's up with him at three o'clock in the morning watching cartoons?" Daddy was still frustrated with that…he remembered everything.

"It was…it was just once, Daddy." I'd been quieter after that. "I'm a good boy."

"It's once a month and you are not good with sleep." Daddy sighed. "If you sit up and don't take a nap, I'll make sure we have dessert at dinner."

Hmm.

"A big one?" I liked big ones. "I need…something…yes…you know."

"You need ice cream?" Daddy made a soft hum. "Like the good kind from the nice grocery store?"

Oh.

My eyes weren't too heavy.

Peeking them open, I saw Daddy wearing his I'm the best Daddy grin. "You went to the good one, Daddy?"

They were more expensive, so we couldn't go there all the time, but they had really good ice cream.

"Maybe." Daddy shrugged and tried to tease me but Master loved me lots and nodded. "Stop that."

Giggling, I sat up and wiggled between them so I could sit on both of my special people. "I'm good ice cream special."

"You are." Daddy huffed. "But Tate was supposed to let me tease you first."

Tate laughed and rolled his eyes. "I didn't promise that."

He was excited to be ice cream special too, so I leaned over and gave him a kiss. "Being ice cream special is exciting. That's okay. Daddy understands."

Tate knew the plan and he turned to Daddy so we were both looking sad and cute. "Right, Daddy?"

Daddy groaned and scrubbed his hands over his face. "Don't do that to me. It's cheating."

Tate snickered but I was better and shook my head. "No, cheating would be looking cute while asking to lick your ice cream cone, Daddy."

Oh.

I leaned over to Tate and whispered in his ear. "Daddy likes that."

His penis jerked big.

Tate nodded and put his lips next to my ear. "Daddy likes it when you're naughty and cute at the same time. He's just not sure how to explain it."

Words were hard sometimes.

"I know how." I'd read and thought and practiced and even talked to my internet people. They said I was a good partner and that I had a cute penis and that it was okay that we were learning new relationship stuff. "He just tells me that he likes me for being me."

Some things changed but that always stayed the same. Daddy let out a sigh that said he knew I was right and then leaned into Tate because he liked resting his head on our Tate. "I do like you for being you."

Yep, it was as easy as they'd said it would be.

Daddy just needed a little push, but they'd said that was okay, too.

"I like you for being you." Giving Daddy a kiss, I wrapped my arms around my two favoritest people. "I like you for taking care of me and worrying and making sure I read all the BDSM rules before we got drunk."

Daddy laughed but he gave me a kiss. "And I like you for letting me take care of you and for the way you take care of me. You're very good at giving me things to worry about, so thank you."

"You're welcome." It was a hard job but it was important. "I like helping you."

Tate was just grinning so big it was like his smile could touch his ears. "You guys are so insane and that's my favorite thing about you both."

One of my online people said he liked it when other people were weirder than he was…that sounded like Tate too.

"I like you for being you and being cute and curious and adorably manipulative." Tate kissed my cheek when I giggled.

Then he turned to Daddy. "And I like you for thinking about us and for always putting our weird little family first. You're a very good Daddy and have been since the very beginning. I just hadn't realized what it was before."

Aww.

I was the luckiest sub ever.

I had a sweet Daddy and a naughty Dom, and I had the bestest friends ever. They knew I was ice cream and board game special, and I knew they were love and tail wagging special…and that was the best kind of special ever.

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