Chapter 22

Dean

"I'm gonna be a puppy." Joel's eyes were huge and tracking every movement the tail made, but physically he was hopping between us and patting our chests. "I'm gonna be so cute with my tail."

Tate was pretty sure that Joel was more interested in having a tail and just playing pretend rather than actually being a pup. So I'd tried to research it from a little having fun angle and not a true pup headspace one. From what I'd read I thought he was right, but Joel always did things his own way, so we both knew anything could happen.

"I've got a tail." He gave his ass a wiggle, swinging it back and forth. "I'm going to look so cute."

Yeah, he had a tail fetish, not a puppy kink.

"Look, Daddy." Bouncing and somehow looking more innocent, he hopped over to me, looking more like a rabbit than a pup. "I'm going to be so cute."

Since that was obviously the only goal, I nodded and kissed his cheek, hoping not to get headbutted. "The cutest."

"Are you ready to wag your tail?" Tate's grin was ear-to-ear as he wagged the long blue tail that Joel was clearly imagining in his ass.

"Yes!" Bouncing, Joel nodded and wagged his ass again. "Daddy said I'm going to look the cutest."

"You're going to be adorable with your tail." Still looking pleased as fuck that Joel loved his surprise, Tate reached out and poked Joel's chest with the tip of the rubber-looking tail. "Should we show Daddy how cute you're going to look?"

"Yes!" Bouncing in circles, Joel bent over and offered up his hole, not bothering to get down on all fours like the pups online did. "I'm gonna wag my tail."

Yep, tail kink.

"If you like having a tail, we can pick out some new ones later." Online window shopping for new toys was one of Joel's favorite hobbies, little or grown-up. "There are lots of different kinds."

My suggestion earned me a bottom shake from our excitable boy. "Wag. Wag. Wag."

Tate chuckled and gave the wiggly ass a pop. "Now your wag is going to be colorful too."

Joel pretended to squeal but he was giggling too much for it to be real. "Now I won't match. Do the other, Master."

Because matching handprints on his ass was important?

Tate's grin turned wicked but he gave Joel what he was looking for. "There you go."

The pop filled the living room but it was quickly followed by a sigh and wiggle from our resident nut. "That's better. Thank you, Master. Can I have my tail now?"

He wasn't going to let even a spanking distract him from his new present.

"Yes, it's time for your tail." Digging out the lube from under the couch—a location I kept saying was ridiculous—Tate didn't waste any time getting some out. "And then you're going to wag for us and show us how cute and sexy you are."

Squealing, Joel's whole body wiggled that time. "You're going to like my tail, right? You know I'm going to look cute?"

I wasn't sure if the question was designed to make him look sweet or to get praise from us, but either way, I reached out to stroke his ass as Tate slipped one slicked finger into our naughty boy. "Yes, baby boy. We're going to love your tail and you're going to be so cute."

And so turned on too.

Tate had made sure all the reviews had talked about how wonderful their tails felt and how hard they'd come, so he had no doubts about how much Joel was going to love his new toy. So there was no hesitation in his voice or his movements as he slicked up our boy. "And they have dino tails and monster tails and cat ones. You can have lots of different ones."

"Oh…we've got to look at all of them." Moaning softly as Tate added a second finger to his needy hole, Jole shivered and clenched, doing his best to get even more pleasure. "Master…my…my cutie wants to play with the tail too."

Easing his fingers out of Joel, Tate chuckled as he pressed the plug end of the toy against Joel's opening. "I think they're going to be good friends, but let's see how you like the tail without any distractions first."

Joel's groan was filled with frustration right up until Tate finally pushed the toy into him. His sounds then were all needy and sexy, and I could see his body wanting to move and push back against the burn he had to be feeling. "Oh…Master…"

The bare minimum stretch Tate had given him was all Joel wanted, but I could almost feel the burn as Joel shivered and I had to remind myself that he was loving every second of it. "That's so good…Master…"

Yep.

And since I loved knowing he was having fun, I rubbed over one of the hand prints on his bottom and made a low, happy hum. "Let Master hear how much you love being filled. Moan for him and he might fuck you with it faster."

Joel sucked in an excited breath and clenched around the toy. "Yes, I want to be fucked with my tail."

Tate was all for giving Joel what he wanted and fucked him back and forth with the widest part of the plug as I squeezed the pink part of Joel's ass. "Yes, let me hear how much you like it, slut."

Joel gasped and giggled as pleasure rolled through him again. "I'm your little slut pup, Master."

And clearly that was hilarious because he couldn't decide if he wanted to laugh or moan.

"You are." Tate was bouncing back and forth between finding it funny and sexy as fuck, but he settled on a wicked grin as he finally pushed the plug end completely into Joel. "Show us how you wag, little slut."

Joel giggled again as he clenched around the plug and swung his ass from side to side. "Look…look at my bottom. I've got a tail."

Yep, not a grown-up and not a pup, but little Joel was having the time of his life showing off his tail. "I'm so cute."

And so wonderfully confident.

"You are." Tate gave the underside of Joel's ass a rough smack. "You're adorable."

And also matching once Tate spanked the other side so that Joel's ass was once again symmetrically pink.

"I'm fast too." Giving up on staying still, Joel straightened and started running around the living room in a circle.

He got about five feet when he stopped and shivered, clenching around the tail to make it wag. "Oh, I like that."

Tate was trying not to laugh and failing, but Joel didn't mind because he was playing up his innocent act for his Master.

"Skipping time." He didn't even make it three skips before he stopped and sucked in a breath. "Tail skipping is even better ."

Before I could figure out a good response to that, Joel looked down his front. "What do you think?"

I wasn't stupid enough to think he was talking to me.

He was having a conversation with his dick.

"Yes, let's try that." Joel didn't wait for me to ask how his discussion had gone before he started hopping and wagging around us.

Feet together like a bunny.

Feet about shoulder width apart.

Feet stretched apart like he was some kind of ogre.

"Oh, that's weird." Ogre hopping clearly wasn't a favorite because he turned around and glared like he was angry at his ass or the tail. "We're not doing that again."

Muttering to himself that tails shouldn't feel like they're falling out, he went back to exploring movements and wags, only stopping to perform for us occasionally. "Look."

As we awwed over him showing us a new way to bounce and wag, Joel stroked the front of his cage with one finger. "Yes, I'm glad you like that one too."

His penis clearly had preferences, but for the most part, all of his naughty bits were in agreement about what they liked.

And what they loved.

"Yes, that's the best." Nearly moaning out the words, Joel circled his hips as he wagged, eyes nearly going back in his head. "We…we all need to play…"

Tate snickered as he realized Joel's we meant him, his tail, and his penis. "Let's…"

He tried to walk over to us, only to stop midstep and frown. "No. That won't work."

His hips went back to work circling around as he wagged and his lids dropped as he moaned. "I'm…I found…best wags…oh, Daddy…"

I translated that to mean he'd found the best wags ever and just watched as he moaned and moved, loving his tail and all the fun it could give him. "You look so cute, baby boy."

I wasn't sure what to say or how to make it even better for him, but Tate didn't have that issue. "Show us the best way to wag, little slut."

That was all Joel needed to hear to throw himself into enjoying tail-wagging perfection. He moaned as he kept up his perfect wags and I could see his body clenching and shivering as he fucked himself with his tail over and over.

He'd occasionally let out needy sounds as he whined and moaned, but nothing that came out were actual words until he was nearly flying. "I…I need… Please…"

He obviously needed to come but he was stuck and hovering right at the edge. I wasn't sure if it was the newness of it all or if it was something about being caged and tailed, but Tate didn't question what to do next.

He reached out to our naughty boy and gave his caged dick one good tug.

Joel cried out as his orgasm swept through him and would've gone down if not for his Master's quick reflexes. But his Master wasn't worried because he was back to wearing his ear-to-ear grin as he tightened his arms around Joel.

As he came down from his high, I glanced down at his cage but I couldn't see any actual cum. Joel certainly had an incredible orgasm, though, because it took both of us to keep him upright as his legs went wobbly. "Tails are amazing."

Before we could do more than make agreeing sounds, Joel sighed. "I was so cute."

"You were adorable and so fast." Tate kissed his head and kept a tight grip on our boy. "You wagged and bounced and were so cute."

As Joel nodded and looked like he was drifting into subspace standing up, I kissed his cheek and nuzzled against him. "You were amazing but let's go lie down for a minute."

"I'm…I'm not tired." His yawn said otherwise, but he nodded slowly. "You…you want to cuddle me, though."

"We do." And we wanted to put him to bed. "You went so fast and were so cute, but you need more attention."

"You…you need cuddles because you worked hard to…to give me attention." Joel managed to get a sentence out but it was getting more difficult by the second. "Lots of…yeah…"

He was fading fast but he was happy and thinking about us. "Yes, lots of attention for our boy."

He'd done most of the work, though.

"I…" His voice trailed off as he yawned and his head came down to rest on Tate's shoulder, barely moaning as Tate eased the tail out of him. "Yeah."

There was a full thought somewhere but it hadn't escaped his head. That was okay, though, because he had us, so we kissed his head and slowly worked our way to Tate's room. Joel opened his eyes a few times on our short walk, but he didn't seem like he was awake even though his legs were moving. "I might…I might need a nap."

Oh yeah.

"That sounds like a great plan." Tate kissed his cheek and smiled as he finally set the tail on the nightstand and Joel on the bed. "You just relax and we'll get you cleaned up."

Joel took that to mean it was okay to melt back into the bed, and in seconds, he was one step closer to oblivion. "Okay. I'm…I'm your good boy."

"Yes, you are." I gave his head one soft stroke before heading out to the bathroom. Tate was gently working the cage off and I wanted to make sure we could get Joel cleaned up. He had to be dirty somewhere even if I wasn't sure if he'd gotten cum on his cage.

But dirty cage or not, cleaning him up would feel good and he'd like the attention…if he was awake.

I debated back and forth about it as I walked back into the bedroom, but he was down for the count and making the breathy almost-snores that he did when he was utterly exhausted. "And he's out."

I held up the warm washcloth, wondering what Tate thought we should do.

Nodding, he gestured to come closer to where he was sitting on the bed. "He's sweaty but I think it was a dry orgasm? Or something close to that."

Shrugging, I came over and tenderly washed his cock and between his legs. When I got as much lube and sweat off him as I could, I kissed his head and smiled as he automatically rolled into the center of the bed.

There was no way he was awake, but his body knew what to do.

"Well, I think we can say that he enjoyed his tail." Tate was back to looking pleased with himself and utterly content even if we hadn't been the ones to orgasm. "And I think I see tail shopping in our future."

I had to laugh. "Yeah, I was thinking the same thing. You were right too. This is definitely a tail fetish not a pup kink or anything like that."

Nodding, he chuckled. "I know we were good either way, but I kind of like it as a tail fetish. It means we can get creative with Christmas and birthday presents. He'd look really cute with a monster tail."

"That's not the word I'd use to describe Joel with a monster tail, but yes, I think he'd have fun with that." And there was a really good chance he'd tell everyone he knew how adorable he was with a monster tail.

"So I know that Joel is exhausted and happy with his tail." Tate gave me a curious look as he grabbed my hand and pulled me closer between his legs. "But what about his Daddy? Are you exhausted and happy?"

I was definitely sliding toward exhausted but the rest was more confusing. "Exhausted and really glad he liked his tail?"

Tate nodded as he slowly stroked my sides and inched my sweats lower. Joel's bath had left me just as wet as he'd been so a change of clothes had been necessary, and it looked like Tate was planning on taking advantage of that. "I think that's a good start. What else?"

His fingers barely caressed my skin as he pulled them lower, but when I paused to watch the slow strip tease he was doing, he stopped. "What else?"

Damn it.

Games sucked sometimes.

"Um, I…I thought he was cute and funny when he ran around. Very Joel, you know?" When my answer got my pants moving south another inch, I knew I'd been right about the game.

"Yeah, it was very Joel." Tate leaned in and kissed the strip of skin that was now showing just above my pants. "Tell me something about the rest of the day. I want to hear my boy talking."

I could feel my face heating up but he was right, I was his just as much as Joel was his. It might've been in very different ways, but he was our Dom.

"He's not pushing me into something long term." That popped out slightly randomly but Tate smiled and gave me another kiss, tugging my pants down until my dick was barely covered. "I…I wanted to make sure Joel isn't pushing you into something. I know you tease me about being the softie, but you're just as bad."

Tate huffed, but I got another kiss and he bared the top of my erection. "No one will ever be as mushy as you when it comes to Joel. But there's nothing to worry about. He won't drag me into anything I don't want to do."

"What…what do you want?" There'd probably been a thousand ways to ask that question but I was glad I'd gotten one out…especially when it freed my dick and got a kiss on the tip.

Fuck.

Okay, maybe I liked the game after all.