Chapter 23

Tate

Dean's sexy-as-fuck groan was half need and half frustration, and all of it made me want to laugh. But he wouldn't have appreciated that, so I gave his cock another kiss as a reward for getting the question out and wrapped my hand loosely around the base.

I'd been expecting it, so I'd been rolling around the answer in my head. If he'd asked me the same thing when we'd first started, I might've stumbled over the answer, but we were at the point where I knew what I wanted.

"You and Joel. My boys. My boyfriends. My roommates." That was the easy part, but I knew he needed more. "I want you and Joel in my life."

Slowly jerking him off, I licked his slit and fucked it with my tongue while he moaned and worked up enough brain cells to keep talking. He was as smart as he was sexy, so he'd figured out the game quickly.

"The…the same way Joel does?" Taking a breath as I licked around the head of his erection, Dean whined but found the rest of the words he'd been looking for. "The forever kind of way?"

Barely raking my teeth over his crown, I chuckled when he shivered and sucked in a breath. He was so much more sensitive than Joel in a thousand little ways. "Yes. The forever kind of way, but if you're asking if I'm going to get down on one knee anytime soon, the answer would be no. We're not there yet."

We still had a shit ton of things to figure out first.

Hearing there wasn't an incoming proposal had relief rushing through Dean, but I managed not to laugh at his dramatic sounds. "I'm not there yet either. But don't let Joel try to talk you into it."

He'd already tried, but I'd quashed that idea before he'd gotten a full sentence out.

"He won't. He understands we have to figure out all the BDSM stuff and all the real-life stuff we need to work on first." He hadn't liked it, but he'd understood it. I was pretty sure that was mostly because we hadn't worked our way through whatever list his parents had given him, but I wasn't going to poke at it too much. "He's going to keep house hunting and apartment planning, though."

I was good but I wasn't a magician.

Dean started to laugh but it turned into a strangled groan as I wrapped my lips around his cock and gave it a few strong sucks. When he moaned and tried to rock it deeper, I released him and gave it another kiss. "What else were you thinking about today?"

A low, frustrated groan filled the room, but he wanted his orgasm more than he wanted to fight me on it. "I like the idea of living together after we graduate."

Good boy.

Wrapping my lips around him again, I sucked on the tip as I slowly stroked the rest of his cock. He shivered and let out a low sound, but did his best not to fuck my mouth as his head fell back. "I…I was thinking about what you said about the collar…a collar for Joel. He's not going to want something too subtle. But something obvious scares me."

Oh, very good boy.

Tightening my grip, I sucked harder and worked his dick faster as a reward for being so honest and it released the floodgate in his head.

"I want something subtle, but he can't have one that says slut. I can't handle that." Once the dam broke, he just kept going. "You need something that says you're ours too. I don't know what it should be. Joel's family is going to like that but it'll make them start trying to plan a wedding or something."

Dean wasn't wrong, but I wasn't going to tell him that, so I shifted my hands to palm his ass. He let out a low, needy sound and shook as I rocked him forward. "I…you…"

Whatever he was going to say was lost as his cock slid deeper, nudging at the back of my throat with every thrust.

"That's…your…" Always trying to be a good sub, Dean's rambling thoughts were trying to escape but his need was stronger than his ability to form sentences. "Tate…please…"

Gripping him harder, I focused on the head as he rocked back and gasped, shaking as his orgasm came crashing over him. Sucking and swallowing his cum had him crying out and thrusting faster as I held him tight.

He'd probably have fingerprints on his ass when he finally came down from his high, but when his cock slipped out of my mouth, he curled over me instead of complaining about being marked. "I was thinking about this too. Just having time with you so you could make me feel less…less everything stressful."

Grinning as I hugged him tight, I nodded against him and did my best to hide my smile. "I like playing with Joel, but yeah, I was thinking about this too."

Joel cuddles were filled with passion and excitement and every emotion he was feeling at the time. They were amazing, but I appreciated everything that made them so different. I was the luckiest fucking guy ever and I was going to make sure they both knew it.

But first, that meant it was time to take care of my boy.

Dean was just as exhausted as Joel and I saw that as he finally straightened and looked like he was ready to tip over.

"Bedtime for you." Stripping him quickly before he could think about pushing back, I had him naked before he could open his mouth. "Come here and cuddle our wiggly boy. He'll take my side if you don't help me defend it."

Chuckling softly, Dean nodded as he yawned. "Yeah…he's…"

"He's ready for his Daddy to snuggle him." Standing, I shifted around Dean and all it took was a nudge to have him melting down into the bed too.

As soon as he felt Dean behind him, Joel let out a soft sigh and his body pressed closer to his Daddy. Dean's brain was running on instinct as he wrapped his arm around Joel and closed his eyes. In seconds, they were out and all I could do was marvel at how fucking lucky I'd gotten.

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"One more finger. Hurry. He's waking up." Joel's not-so-quiet whisper had me trying not to smile since that would've given away the fact that I was fully awake. "Add another."

"Don't rush me. It's going to hurt if I go too fast." Dean wasn't awake enough to be having that conversation since he didn't realize who he was talking to.

"I know." Joel nearly sighed as he talked about the ache he seemed to be feeling. "It's almost like a burning stretch. I'm going to come if we're not careful. Getting clean was tempting too. I'm gonna come if I'm not careful."

Joel was going to need a nap later if he'd already cleaned out his ass and had at least two of Dean's fingers in there.

"I don't even know what to say to that." Dean finally seemed to realize that he needed a clearer head to deal with Joel first thing in the morning.

"I do." Joel moaned, getting a scoff from Dean that made the nut giggle. "It doesn't make you want to come? Can't you orgasm that way?"

What the fuck was he doing to get ready to be fucked?

Dean's silence said he was wondering the same thing.

"Um, no." The confusion was obvious in his voice but I could also tell that he didn't want to be rude to his boy. "I think that goes along with the liking pain thing. But I'm really glad you enjoy that part. It makes it so I don't have to worry about it."

And I was back to wanting to smile…at the very least.

"Some people don't like it?" Joel couldn't seem to understand that part. "That's what you're saying, right? I read that it could be embarrassing for people because it's, well, bathroom stuff and that makes some people uncomfortable…but you're saying they don't like it too?"

Well, considering how much he enjoyed the humiliation we'd played with and that he liked pain, I could see where his confusion was coming from.

"When you say it like that, I get it." Listening to Dean try to work his way through their fascinating conversation was the best way to wake up ever. "I've read that for a lot of people there's some kind of rush when they do that, but I'm not one of the it could make me come people and I'm not in the I get a rush category. It's just practical for me."

He'd done so fabulous with that, I knew I'd have to find a way to reward him later.

Joel was just trying to kill me, though.

"Oh, I'm sorry." His genuine sadness at the new revelation was touching and completely adorable. "That sounds…well, that makes you a very good boyfriend and sub and bottom and everything if it's just practical."

His mind was a fascinating place.

"Thank you." Dean sounded like figuring out how to respond had been painful. "I don't mind, though. It's…it was weird at first but it's not a hardship."

"Because you know how nice it will be to have a penis in your bottom afterward." Joel's tone made it sound like they were talking about Dean ripping off a bandage before he got a cookie. "But I'm still very proud of you."

Kissing sounds made me realize Dean had decided that was a better way to handle Joel, and fingers must've still been involved too judging by the moan Joel let out. There was no way I could've been asleep through the best part of their conversation…or all that moaning…so I opened my eyes to a beautiful sight.

Joel was naked and kneeling, ass up with Dean's fingers deep in his bottom.

Dean was wrapped around Joel, kissing him to keep his mouth from giving Dean a heart attack so early in the day, and it looked like he'd finally gotten into the spirt of making Joel's ass burn with a good stretch.

All it'd taken was to be tortured with questions and kindness.

Joel didn't seem to understand that, though, because as Dean released his lips, he sighed. "You're so good to me, Daddy."

Adorable.

And they were both nearly insane because Dean managed to smile. "Because you're my good boy."

Best Daddy ever.

"Look at this view." I was the best Master ever for distracting Joel, though. "Oh, is that sexy bottom for me?"

Joel's head whipped around as he gave me an ear-to-ear grin. "Yes. You didn't get to come last night, so we're fixing it."

Hmm.

"I know how much you like being fucked but you didn't have to get up early for me, slut." I wasn't surprised when he nodded, but the confused look that took over made me think I'd missed something.

"I got to come with my tail. Daddy got to come with your lips. But we forgot you." Joel's expression was too interesting for it to be a casual remark.

Unfortunately, he got a sleep-addled Master responding to him who hadn't even gotten coffee yet. "Come ride my cock, sexy boy."

Dean's hand had stopped moving, but from what I'd heard, Joel was more than ready for me. "This is a wonderful way to start the day."

Back to smiling, Joel giggled and shivered as Dean's hand moved back. "That always feels weird."

"Being empty after having fingers in your bottom?" His smile said I got it right, but he didn't get distracted talking. "That's right. Straddle me."

I was already hard as hell and naked because I'd been too lazy to find anything to sleep in, so all I needed was to brace my dick and he was sliding into place. His slick, tight hole was perfect, but my favorite part was his sexy grin and the way his eyes nearly rolled back in his head as I filled him.

"Good boy." Running my hands along his thighs, I rocked my hips up to make the burn even better for him. "Let me hear how much you like being filled."

Joel loved that order and Dean did too judging by the way his hand came to give his dick a good squeeze.

"I…I'm your good boy, Master." Joel's needy moan and the way he clenched around me said that his ability to be good had a short shelf-life. "Very good…"

Chuckling had me rocking just enough that I gave him a short thrust that had him moaning. "Good boys get the best rewards."

I had the cutest partners.

They were adorable, sweet, and insane.

"Good boys also take good care of their Masters." Focusing on alternating my movements as he started to rock and ride me, I did my best to keep my brain working. "Tell me about forgetting me. I think I don't understand a rule."

His brain cleared just long enough to give me another confused look.

Yep.

There was a rule we didn't know about.

I wanted to hear it but I wanted to fuck with him too, so I kept him riding me and wrapped my hand around his erection. "Why was it important?"

Keeping my hand tight had him fucking my fist every time he rocked, and it was just painful enough that his gasps were sexy as fuck. Thinking was also getting harder and harder for both of us, but I had questions, so I wasn't going to come until I'd gotten my answers.

"It's…" Trying to clear his head with a deep breath and clench around my dick at the same time didn't help his brain, but it was fun to watch. "Special…special partners take care…take care of each other. I can't…I can't be greedy if you're special."

Somehow, he'd ended up telling his mother how often he got orgasms compared to the rest of us.

"And…" Shivering as he found just the right position to have the head of my dick hitting his prostate, Joel had to fight to explain the rules. "And we're…we're supposed to make sure…when…we're supposed to make sure our special partners know when we want to have attention. But…but you forget that sometimes."

Oh.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Dean sitting straighter. I wasn't the only one who was hearing this for the first time.

Had Joel been walking around naked every time he wanted an orgasm?

Had he been frustrated that I wasn't making it more obvious when I wanted an orgasm?

The questions were backing up in my head, but I focused on the most important part as I thrust upward to nail his prostate again. When it had him crying out and his body clenching around me, I knew he wouldn't last. He'd been enjoying being stretched too much for that.

"I'm. Your. Dom." Punctuating each word by nailing his prostate as hard as I could, I had his eyes nearly rolling back in his head. "I'll tell you when I want an orgasm. You don't have to guess."

We were both on the countdown, and even when Joel made eye contact, I knew his brain wasn't all with me. Clearing up the rule was the only thing I was focusing on as he slammed up and down on my dick. "You tell me what you want and I'll decide how to give it to you. If I want an orgasm, I'll make sure you know that."

His parents had the weirdest relationship.

Joel nodded his head and tried to say something but I'd decided our conversation was over.

"Right now. All. I. Want. Is for you to come." Timing it perfectly, I nailed his prostate again and gave his dick a rough tug as I repeated the order. "Come."

Joel was delighted to obey.

He cried out as the rush fired through him and cum flooded my hand as I followed him over the edge, filling his ass as he shook for me and clenched around me as the waves of pleasure hit him. "I…Master…"

Before his orgasm could begin to fade, his Daddy had him wrapped in his arms, keeping him steady and giving me a sexy, slightly bashful smile. Knowing Dean was right there for him and that they were both together with me made it even more perfect.

When it all started to fade and Joel leaned over to curl into Dean, I couldn't help smiling at them. "Best way to start the day even if we're going to have a discussion on how much sleep Joel is getting."

Dean's firm nod said Joel had gotten him up entirely too early, but he was a sucker for a sweet smile, so I knew he didn't regret it too much. "I think that's a good idea."

Sighing, Joel closed his eyes. "Daddies just have to find something to worry about."

Yep…and he kept giving his Daddy a lot of ammunition to use.