Chapter 16

Dean

He was going to what?

Did that mean he was going to?

Joel wanted to?

At some point I'd figure out how to finish a thought, but at the moment, my brain was foggy and going in too many different directions for me to track down the other half of my questions.

I looked up at Tate and he was smiling and utterly confident about the whole thing. He moved in and gave me another kiss before nuzzling against my cheek. "There is nothing you need to worry about. We're going to take care of you and I'm going to carefully keep an eye on our naughty boy."

"Hey." Joel sounded offended for about five seconds before he switched gears. "Oh, are you going to watch me?"

"I'm going to have a good time watching you, slut." Tate leaned over my shoulder and I could hear him give Joel a kiss. "Are you going to have fun watching Dean?"

"Yes." Joel rabbited his dick against my ass as his cheerful voice made it sound like we were talking about dessert, not sex. "And it's on his list, so we're all good with that."

He could've been reminding himself about that or me, but it made me remember my limits list and my brain engaged a bit more. There were a lot of things on my list that I'd never done but that I trusted them with.

Joel was curious about all kinds of things and Tate didn't mind exploring weird stuff.

Okay, it didn't matter what Joel meant because he was open-minded and no matter what I did he'd considered doing something weirder.

I'd be fine and they'd be fine and we'd all get orgasms.

As their kiss ended, Joel moved his lips back to my neck and made another happy sound like he was a kid eating candy for the first time. "I've never held you like this. I like kissing you here."

I was pretty sure he meant the way he was wrapped around me and taking a more active big spoon kind of role. "You're…you're usually in the middle."

And we were usually more focused on him.

"You get to be in the middle now, and since we're in the living room, you won't be trapped in the bed." His cheerfully excited tone didn't match what his dick was doing to my ass. "We'll have to make sure we fuck or make love to you out here so you don't get claustrophobic."

His helpfulness was going to make me come.

He knew it too because as he wrapped his arms around me, one hand went wandering lower and squeezed between my legs. "I knew you liked the idea."

Yeah, that was fairly obvious, and as I was groaning and blushing, Tate let out a pleased-with-himself chuckle and his grin just got even wider. "We're very good problem solvers."

He was such a pain in the ass…and he was lucky I found it so sexy.

"Now we just have to give him his reward." Kissing along the back of my neck, Joel started exploring the other side. "Oh, we got distracted. Do you need help getting all clean?"

At some point we needed to find something he was embarrassed about just to be able to torture him equally.

"No." I was an adult. I could talk about practical things related to sex. "I did it earlier."

Okay, I was kind of an adult.

That was okay, though, because Joel was chatty enough that he filled in the blanks without thinking about it. "You wanted to be fucked so you got ready? Good job being proactive. That makes it easier for your partners to give you what you need."

Praying that he wasn't giving me the same speech his mom had given him, I nodded and pushed away the thoughts that made me want to squirm. "Thank you."

Tate looked like he was ready to burst into laughter but he held it back and started petting my face again. "That's sexy…and I'm going to remember that next time you get all twitchy and start wandering around the apartment."

At some point they were just going to kill me.

It'd be an accident but I'd still be dead.

"There were other things on my mind too." Most of which we'd discussed. "That was just the part we hadn't talked about."

"Because you got sidetracked snuggling with Master's erection?" Joel didn't wait for me to respond before he kept going. "You looked like you enjoyed cuddling with his penis, but I bet the fuzzy-brained submission took over and then time just whooshed by."

That was something I could agree with, but when I nodded, it sent his brain in a new direction. "Did you want to get fucked with just you and Tate? I can go grocery shopping if you need me to. Or I can go die a few times in that video game you showed me how to play."

His brain was not a video game brain, so I was impressed by how sweet he was trying to be.

"No. I was imagining you being with us too but thank you for being polite." Ignoring how weird we all were, I leaned my head into his as I couldn't help smiling. "You have very good communication."

"Aw thanks. I'm going to make sure my mom knows you don't think I'm greedy." His ridiculously cheerful response had Tate's smile getting bigger. "I'm greedy, but she needs to know that I share sometimes too."

Sometimes, huh?

"You do." And honestly, being the center of our relationship all the time might kill me, so I appreciated our system. "And every group like ours needs one partner who needs lots of attention, so I'm glad you're it and not me."

Snickering against my neck, Joel nibbled on me and wiggled against my ass. "I'm definitely the attention partner, and you're the snuggly caretaker partner, and Tate is the naughty one."

The naughty one in question snorted. "Keep telling yourself that."

Yep, Joel was definitely the naughty one who was leading us all into interesting temptation, but since it'd come with a relationship, I didn't think we had anything to worry about.

For once.

They gave me a lot of other things to worry about, though, so I'd never lose my place as the worrier caretaker.

"Are you ready for Tate to naughty you?" Joel's happy tone made me want to roll my eyes, but he was doing amazing things to my neck with his teeth and all I could do was moan. "I think that's a yes."

It was…so I was glad he was smart enough to realize that without me having to ask for it.

I'd been thinking about it for days, and I was pretty sure I'd been hard for years, not just hours. Joel had made some kind of offhand comment about wishing I hadn't taken his hairbrush out of the bathroom and that'd just set my imagination going again.

He was such a brat.

I wasn't going to point any of that out, though. He didn't need any more encouragement to be ridiculous, but later I was going to tell him how much I appreciated him moving the scene along since doing it on my own hadn't worked.

"I think he's ready, Master." Joel's hand moved back down to my erection and he gave it a squeeze as Tate just leaned back and watched. He seemed to be thoroughly enjoying the view based on how he was looking at us, and it just encouraged Joel to be even naughtier.

Joel started running his hand over the front of my pants, rubbing my dick through my clothes as he nibbled and kissed my neck. "He's hard and he keeps pushing his ass back against my penis, and he almost vibrates with excitement every time we talk about fucking him."

Tate's eyes were sparkling with barely suppressed laughter but he managed to keep his sexy, stern face. "That's very good information to know. He's a bit quiet about what he wants, so I'm glad you're able to help him articulate what he needs."

It seemed like we'd found another usefulness for Joel's pushy nature.

Getting me fucked.

"He just needs help explaining that he wants something big and firm in his bottom." Punctuating that with a kiss to my cheek, Joel almost made me forget to groan in embarrassment. Almost. "I can't wait for him to see how good you feel. You're both so much nicer than toys, and since Dean can't fuck himself, you're a great option."

His mind was a fascinating place.

I wasn't the only one who thought so either.

Tate's head cocked. "Did you try to fuck yourself? That wouldn't have changed the virginity thing."

Sighing long and loud, Joel huffed. "My cutie is not shaped right for that activity and it's just not flexible enough when I'm hard."

How he hadn't done crazy amounts of damage to himself doing stupid shit, I'd never know.

"You understand not to try that anymore, right?" Before Joel could answer Tate's question, Tate kept going. "You have our dicks now, so you don't need to try your own."

"I know." Nothing in his cheerful voice said he realized how odd the conversation was. "Thank you for taking my virginity."

I got another cheek kiss before Joel blew a kiss to Tate. "You both took very good care of me."

We knew that because we'd heard him tell his mother all about it…and she was proud of us both for it…but it made us smile anyway.

"I'm glad." Tate wrapped his arms around us and gave Joel another kiss.

Listening to their sounds and feeling them move against me was still just as hot as it was before, but Tate took it up a notch when one hand started caressing over my chest. Joel must've thought two hands would be twice the fun because as he moaned into Tate's mouth, his hand joined Tate's at my erection.

With one hand playing with my shaft and the other exploring lower, I was moaning too before they'd even had time to pause to breathe.

Glimpses of questions and complaints I'd seen online talking about how one person always felt left out flashed through my mind, but I couldn't relate at all. Even if them kissing hadn't been the sexiest sight ever, they never made me feel like I'd been forgotten.

Maybe my partners just multi-tasked better than other people's?

That seemed part of it when they finally broke apart to get air and Joel kept rubbing me as he went back to kissing my neck. "I can't wait to see you fuck him, Master, but can I lick his cock while your penis is inside him?"

My vote was yes, but he nibbled and squeezed just hard enough to turn my brain off. He knew it too because he giggled and did a little happy dance behind me as my brain turned back on. "Oh, he likes a tiny bit of pain. He's so sexy."

If that was what he considered a little bit, I wasn't going to ask what his highest limit was. But as my mind cleared and I rocked back against him, I decided that I might be okay with watching it as long as he didn't explain it in too much detail for me.

"Master…" Moaning against my ear, Joel pouted. "He's teasing me."

Yep.

Tate flashed us both a wicked grin. "And I love seeing it."

Before Joel could decide the best tactic to get whatever he'd decided he wanted, Tate took things up a notch as he reached for my shirt. "And let's see more of it."

"Oh yes. Naked time." Joel didn't seem to mind the change of plans and enthusiastically agreed with Tate because his hands quickly shifted to my pants and I was half-naked with my pants at my thighs before I could blink. "We're going to look so cute for you, Master."

I wasn't sure if cute was the word I'd have used, but Tate's hungry expression as he tossed my shirt on the couch said he liked the picture we made no matter what Joel called it.

"It just keeps getting better and better." Hands caressing over my chest, Tate leaned in and gave me a soft kiss that didn't last nearly long enough. "Slut, push his briefs down. I want to see more of my boys."

My body flashed hot and cold as Joel's helpful fingers peeled my underwear down, but I moaned as my dick finally escaped. I didn't even mind Tate's chuckle at my expense because it felt so good to be free. It even earned me another kiss and as he pulled back, he reached down and gave his own erection a squeeze. "Oh, trust me. I understand how good that feels."

"You two need to be naked more." Joel leaned around us and frowned at my dick. "You're both ridiculous. They need to breathe."

Nope.

I wasn't going to ask.

I was, however, going to moan as his hand came back to my cock and started stroking it with a painfully soft touch. "That's…I'm…"

Something.

I was something and he was distracting and annoying because he giggled. "That feels good and I'm sexy? Thank you."

He made himself laugh even more when he kissed my cheek and aimed for an adorably innocent expression. "I like making you happy."

That was only half right.

"You also like looking very innocent and having your Master watching you touching me." How I managed to get a full sentence out, I'd never know, but it made Tate laugh as Joel nodded and giggled.

"There are so many plusses." Giving me another cheek kiss because he knew how cute he looked, Joel pushed his still covered dick against my naked ass. "And there are going to be a lot when Master fucks you."

Joel decided to be helpful and explain a few of them as Tate kept massaging his cock through his pants. "You're going to feel nice and full. I'm going to like watching you. Tate's going to like that I'm watching him. He's going to like seeing me watch you. I'm going to love how you moan and how happy you're going to be. And hopefully, I'm going to get to give you penis kisses and taste you when you come."

He could make anything sound dirty and innocent at the same time.

I was pretty sure it was a skill he'd been practicing, but at the moment, I was just glad he'd decided to aim all that sexy crazy at us.