Chapter 15

Joel

Oh, they were having fun.

Kind of.

It looked a bit like Dean was being tortured by having to sit still, but I knew from my research that he was just submitting differently.

And different was okay.

He wasn't even sighing, so it couldn't be a punishment.

Probably.

But I came in as quiet as I could since I didn't want to disturb him if he was actually having fun. Or submitting nicely. Or being quietly tortured just because he thought it would make Tate happy.

He was definitely into making Tate happy, and I could understand liking that part.

Tate was amazing when he was happy and it seemed like one of those times for him because even before Tate set his phone on the end table and smiled at me, I could see he was naughty happy. "He heard you come in. He's just relaxing and isn't supposed to move."

For fun, right?

"Yes, Master." Evidently it was for fun because I could see Dean's face and it wasn't scrunched up or pouting. "He's being very good."

People were so weird.

But I was polite and didn't say that. "How was your special together time?"

I'd hoped they'd do something amazing while I was gone so they could tell me all about it. I wasn't sure I'd get a good kneeling story, though, and I wasn't sure if there was any way to make it erotic either.

Maybe it was cute?

Yes. They were definitely cute, so I set my stuff down on the floor and curled up on the couch beside Master, reaching over to pet Dean's head since Tate hadn't told me not to.

Master made a happy sound and nuzzled against me. "It was wonderful. Dean has kept me hard and I love having him kneel for me."

"I don't have to do that, right?" That sounded. No. "I don't think I'd like that punishment."

Somehow Dean seemed to go even more still, but Master laughed and I could feel it vibrate though his body. "No. Firstly, he's not being punished. Second, you would go bonkers like this. If I expect you to stay still, I'll tie you down and you'll get an orgasm at the end."

Whew.

"That's much better." And it was good to know Dean wasn't being tortured. "I was good at work. Does that mean I get an orgasm? Do I get to give you an orgasm? What about Dean?"

Oh. I liked that idea.

"I was so good, I should get to reward Dean too. I'll share." Yes. I'd been very helpful and hadn't told anyone their idea was stupid. "You said he's been good, right? He's happy?"

He was certainly very still.

"Did he get floaty?" I had questions but I knew Master would answer them as soon as he stopped snickering. "I like being floaty. Did Dean like being floaty?"

He looked like he was having fun nuzzling Master's dick…so that was probably almost as good as being floaty.

At the very least, Master liked whatever Dean was doing.

"How long have you been hard? Did you know there's a word for being hard for too long?" There were words for everything. "A guy I think was trying to ask me out last year likes words. He kept telling me new ones."

It would've been nice to know what he was doing back then, but I liked Dean and Tate, so it'd all worked out in the end.

Master finally managed to stop laughing and cocked his head. "Were the only words he told you all related to sex or penis-type parts in some way?"

Hmm.

"Yes." Maybe he hadn't just liked words? "I thought he was sharing his hobby, but maybe he was naughty?"

Master shook for a few seconds but managed not to giggle even though I wasn't sure why it was so funny. "You've had the most interesting personal life of anyone who's never really dated."

"Thank you." I'd mostly just ended up having to eat with people simply to be polite. "People are weird but I try not to point it out."

I'd gotten to eat out a lot and there were always people to talk to, so I probably couldn't complain too much.

"That's probably the best way to handle it." Master kissed my head before looking back at Dean. "It seems like both of my boys have had good afternoons, so I think rewards are a great idea."

Yay.

Dean was mostly still and had kept his eyes closed, but he barely shifted his head to rub Master's dick. It was just enough to send a shiver through Master, but I was pretty sure it was the kneeling and submission part that turned him on most.

Dean's head was like a paperweight on Tate's dick, so it couldn't feel that amazing on its own.

"What kind of reward should we give Dean?" I liked going first but Dean had definitely worked harder to get his good boy status.

And I needed to be able to tell my mother I hadn't been greedy all the time.

Just some of the time.

I was a work in progress…according to my mother, at least.

"Dean's going first, huh?" Master gave me a cheeky side-glance that made me smile sweetly and try to look like the best boy ever. "That's very sweet of you to think about him like that."

Yep, I was smart.

"He's been working hard. Staying still isn't easy. Brains go fast and bodies just follow and he's got to fight off the twitches and wiggles. He's probably already started planning chores and dinner." He had to be exhausted. "Do you think he needs a nap?"

Master's head cocked and he studied me like I was one of the bug guy's weird things. "I don't think he needs a nap this late in the day, but if he's tired, we'll go to bed early. He is working hard, but I don't think he sees staying still the same way you do."

Hopefully.

"I'm going to remember how you see staying still, though, so thank you for explaining what you were worried about." Master honestly seemed confused and grateful, so I didn't question why he hadn't already known that.

It was never polite to point out that someone should've already known an important fact, so I smiled at him and kissed his cheek. "You're welcome."

Master blinked a few times like he'd lost his train of thought before he'd found it again. "Okay, back to our discussion before we got sidetracked. How should we reward Dean for being so good?"

That was a hard question.

But it was a fun one too.

And just thinking about the possible answers made me hard…so he was probably hard too.

"I could use my mouth to make him orgasm?" Yes, that sounded much cuter than offering a blow job. "Or we could take turns giving his penis kisses."

That could be fun too and sharing was always polite.

Hmm.

Dean moaned.

Master's naughty grin came back to play. "I think that means that no matter what else we do, Dean would like us to play with his cock."

Probably.

"If I was in his place, that's what I would want…and maybe a massage or to be fucked? There aren't any bad ways to come." Some were just more interesting than others. "What do you think he'd like?"

It seemed like they'd spent a while just thinking and penis snuggling, so he might've had time to figure the answer out already.

He shrugged.

Not helpful.

But he got his soft smile back as he ran his hand over Dean's head. "Dean's been thinking about my cock a lot while he's been kneeling for me, so he might enjoy playing with it in some way."

I'd have been thinking about Master's cock too if I'd been snuggling with it.

"Do you think he wants it in his mouth or in his bottom?" What else could we do with a Dom's penis? "He might like kissing it or rubbing against it. That would be fun to watch."

I wanted to play too but that was more of a one-on-one activity.

My ideas were amazing but Dean was focused on being good, so I couldn't see him move enough to know what he liked. "Master, which did he like best? I think it looked like he moved a few times but it's hard to tell."

Master hummed and tried to pretend to think, but his smile said he was happy with whatever he'd already figured out. "Well, he swallowed a few times and his breathing changed for others, but he loved the idea of having it in his bottom."

"Oh, that sounds like a great pick." And there would still be lots of hands and mouths available for other fun even if Master's penis was busy. "He's very smart."

For some reason Dean sighed, but it made Master chuckle. "He's very smart, yes, but I think he's also glad that you approve his choice."

Had he been worried about that?

What was I thinking?

Of course he'd been worried.

"I completely approve and I can't wait to see you fuck him or make love to him." Leaning over, I kissed Dean's head. "I'm going to love watching, and I can help you get ready if you need it. I've practiced a lot."

Dean's face went very red, but he didn't move except to sigh.

Oops.

Forgot the rules.

"Master?" Looking cute and excited, I smiled at Master. "Can Dean move now? Can he talk? Can he give me kisses? I was good today."

There'd been really bad ideas.

Really bad.

Some people just weren't bright.

I wasn't even sure they'd known what meeting we were in.

"Your logic is always fascinating." Master grinned before giving me a quick peck. "Yes, he can move, but before you get kisses, you're going to kneel behind him and rub his back for him."

"Because he's achy or because we're hot?" I knew the answer but I liked the way Dean's face got red.

"You're hot." Master was trying not to laugh and doing a terrible job of hiding it. "Besides, he knows he was supposed to tell me when he got achy. This wasn't for him to suffer for me."

"Oh, that sounds interesting but only if it comes with pain and an orgasm, please." Suffering could be fun under the right circumstances. "Gonna help him be hot now."

Because only good boys got orgasms and I liked touching Dean.

Especially when we had an audience.

Dean finally moaned and squirmed but that might've been because I'd wrapped myself around him and was wiggling my penis against his bottom. "Master thinks we're sexy."

Somehow Dean's face got even redder, but as he sat up, he pressed his ass against my penis so he couldn't have been too frustrated with me.

"I don't ache." Dean's first words might've been to Master but my erection got his first wiggle. "If we'd stayed this way any longer, I might've asked to stretch for a minute, though?"

Shifting side to side and leaning back into me, Dean looked very innocent but he was bottom humping my lap. I was good and didn't point it out, though. I was amazing…and Master had already guessed because he was wearing a naughty grin.

"I'm glad you were thinking about the rules I gave you." Reaching out, Master ran his hand over Dean's head before running his fingers down my neck. "And what about the other one? What were you supposed to be thinking about?"

Oh, he could get redder.

That was fascinating.

But even though it looked like his head was going to pop, Dean swallowed and let out a slow breath. "How…how submitting like that made your cock hard."

"Good boy." Master kissed Dean, wrapping his arms around us both and moaning as their tongues started playing fucking games too.

The view was so good and Dean was so wiggly, I was almost moaning by the time Master eased back.

Master had the best ideas, and I needed to follow all of them, so I rocked against Dean's back and used my penis to massage his bottom.

It was part of his back too…kind of.

"Giving him a thorough massage, huh?" Master was wearing a naughty smirk as I nodded and started running my hands up Dean's arms. "I'm glad you're going to take good care of him."

"Very good." And since that meant I could have kisses now, I leaned in and kissed Dean's neck. "I'm going to take such good care of him, I'll make sure he's not dirty when you're all done fucking him."

Yep, I was amazing…and very helpful too.