13. Dylan

DYLAN

Today was the best day ever, and it wasn't even done yet.

Last night, during the robbery, I thought I was gonna die. And when it was all over, I considered never leaving the house again because the world just wasn't safe. It was mean and scary and dangerous for a guy like me, all by myself.

But being under the watchful eye of Finn and Cayson all day made everything feel different. Literally, everything felt better and less scary. Even watching one of my favorite movies had a whole new meaning now that I had a Daddy watching it with me.

And kissing Finn was…amazing.

If we hadn't stopped when we did, I would've had a different kind of accident in my pants, and that would've been even more embarrassing than last night's accident. But curled up in Sir Daddy's lap was almost as good as kissing him.

As soon as my head landed in his lap, his fingers slipped right into my hair and he massaged my scalp in the most relaxing way. His other hand rested near my bottom, holding me in place like he wanted to keep me near.

I was starting to think that he really did.

It was hard to believe that both of those men were not only attracted to me but to each other. And they wanted to explore something together. All of us together. I just keep thinking it was too good to be true.

And maybe it was.

Maybe they'd get tired of me sooner rather than later. But I couldn't control what might happen. I had to live in the moment and just enjoy what I had, however brief it may be.

With that decision firmly in my mind, I slid one hand underneath Finn's thigh and allowed my eyes to drift shut halfway through the movie. I'd seen it a hundred times, so I didn't need my eyes open to know every scene.

Even as I fell asleep in his lap, the pictures in my head were still bright and happy and…hopeful for the happy ending.

"Dylan, baby." Those light fingers brushed through my hair again as I began to wake up. "If you sleep much longer, your neck is going to hurt. Let's get you up or into bed."

"Hmm…" Forcing my eyes open wasn't easy, but it had to be done. The room was dark with only the glow from the TV illuminating Finn's face right above me.

He was staring down at me with a grin. "And I really have to pee."

"Oh, shit." I sat up, narrowly avoiding his nose as I got off his lap. "Sorry about that. You should've woken me up sooner. I didn't mean to fall asleep."

"Are you kidding? I would've let you sleep there all night if my damn bladder wasn't threatening to erupt." He pressed his lips to mine in a sweet kiss. "Cayson just texted and said he'll be here in about half an hour. If you want to get some cookies in the oven, we should probably do that soon."

Cookies for Daddy. Yes, please. "Yeah. I do. Thank you for reminding me."

Sir Daddy stood up and turned toward the bathroom. "I'll be right back."

I opened my mouth to tell him where to go, but then I remembered he'd already spent some time here last night. It was kinda weird to know they were getting frisky while I was passed out in my room, but I was starting to feel less insecure by the thoughts and more regretful that I didn't have cameras set up in my living room.

Maybe I'd get to watch them in person someday.

I hopped up from the couch and headed to the kitchen. If I was a good boy, maybe I'd get to watch them tonight.

By the time Finn met me in the kitchen, I had the oven on, the cookie sheet out, and was rolling balls of chocolate chip dough between my palms. He looked around in shock. "Wow, was I gone for a long time?"

I shrugged. "No, I just move quickly when properly motivated." I popped a small ball of dough I'd been balling up into my mouth and waggled my eyebrows.

"Are you sure it's okay to eat that? They make it with egg, you know."

"Not this kind." I grabbed the plastic wrapper from the tube and held it up to show him. "It's eat-or-bake dough. The best kind." I made a smaller ball and held it up to his mouth. "Want to try it?"

With his gaze locked on mine, he opened his mouth, and I carefully placed the dough onto his awaiting tongue.

He quickly captured my fingertips between his lips and licked them as I slowly pulled them out.

Fuck, now I was getting hard again. I swallowed as I stared back at Sir Daddy. "It's not nice to tease, sir."

His gaze never wavered. "I'm not teasing, boy."

I sucked in a shuddering breath, feeling his words deep in my core. "But you're making me…excited."

Sir glanced down at my tented pajamas and smirked. "Good. Cayson told us to get started without him."

Finn stepped right up to my chest as I stared. "Let's get these cookies in the oven and set a timer. Then we can see what kind of trouble we can get into while they bake."

"Okay." I was practically breathless but eager to prove I could get into a lot of trouble in 12 to 14 minutes.

Finn helped me get all the dough rolled out, and we made one tray of cookies and put the rest of the dough balls into a freezer ziplock baggie to save for another night. He was a smart Sir Daddy.

When we were finally done and the timer was set, I was giddy, bouncing on the balls of my feet. As I washed my hands, I looked at him with anticipation, hoping he would say something so I wouldn't have to ask.

"Do you want to go sit on the couch for a little while?" Finn asked, reaching for my hand.

"Yes, sir." I followed behind him to the sofa and watched as he sat down in the middle.

Instead of pulling me next to him, he tugged my hand so I landed right on his lap. "How's that?"

I giggled and pressed my face against his shirt. "Good." I looked up at him and smiled with all the joy bursting from my heart. "Great."

Finn dragged his fingers along the side of my cheek and slid them into my hair as he stared into my eyes. "You're so beautiful, baby."

My breath hitched at the sincerity in both his words and his eyes. "You are too, sir. So handsome it makes me…hard."

"Oh yeah?" He leaned forward and pressed his lips to mine as he slowly teased my mouth open with his tongue. His hand trailed down my neck, over my chest and tummy, until it was right above my erection that poked straight out. He pressed his forehead to mine and breathed against me. "I'd love to help you out with it, but I don't want to get your jammies messy."

"I have others. It's okay." Laundry should never be a consideration when it came to getting off. Never.

He chuckled softly and then slipped his hand up to the top button of my pajamas. "How about we do our best to keep these ones clean. I think Daddy would like to see you in them because they're so damn cute."

I inhaled and nodded, open to anything he wanted. Everything he wanted.

Effortlessly, Finn stood up and switched positions so I was lying on my back along the couch and he was above me. Before he got to the second button, he pulled back and lifted a brow. "Would you mind if I took a picture of you like this? You look fucking perfect."

"Not at all." I bit my lip and watched as he pulled his phone out of his pocket and held it up.

"Just like that, baby. Don't move."

My eyes stayed low, only half open as he leaned back and snapped a photo. With a glance at me, he turned the camera so I could see it. "I'm going to send this to Daddy Cayson to let him know we're ready for him. Is that okay?"

"Yes, sir."

"Fuck, baby." He quickly sent it off and then resumed with the buttons.

Before I knew it, I was naked to my balls, and then his mouth was over my cock. He was so warm and wet and smooth and soft that everything hit me at once. My hips bucked off the couch, and I whimpered as an overload of sensation filled me in every pore. "God, sir. I'm almost gonna come."

When I was by myself, it usually took forever to get to this point. But being hard for most of the day meant it didn't take much once he started to tease behind my balls with his strong fingers and suck a little bit faster.

Each breath I took came in short bursts, pulling in oxygen as my climax inched closer. I wanted to go slow, but then I remembered the timer was about to go off anyway, so I had an excuse to rush. I separated my knees as far as they would go while still in the confines of my pajamas, and watched his mouth.

It was so hot to see him swallow me to the root, and after just a few more thrusts, I was gone. I came hard, shooting straight into his mouth as my fingers dug into his shoulders. "Oh my God, sir. I'm still coming." Waves of pleasure rolled through me, and when I thought they were done, even more came up from my belly and made me go completely limp beneath him.

Just as he was pulling off, I heard the timer on the oven begin to ding.

"You wait here, baby. I'll take care of that." Finn came up and kissed me on the lips, swiping his tongue across mine so I could taste myself before he got up and disappeared into the kitchen.

I didn't move a muscle.

I wanted to just be for a few moments, relish how happy and content I felt as my eyes drifted shut. I must've dozed off for a minute, because when I opened them again, Daddy Cayson was standing at the end of the sofa, staring down at me with hungry eyes.

"The photo didn't do him justice." Sir Daddy was right beside him, leaning on his shoulder with his hand underneath the front of Cayson's shirt. "He's beautiful, isn't he?"

"Hi, Daddy. How was work?"

They both looked up, and connected with my eyes.

Cayson walked toward me and kneeled beside me, placing one hand in my hair and the other on my bare chest. "It was difficult to do when I knew you guys were here. I left as soon as I could."

He bent forward and kissed me softly at first, but then his hand slipped down my belly until he was gripping my hard dick. It felt so good to be touched so much. "You ready for round two already?"

"Mmm." I nodded as I deepened the kiss, chasing his tongue with mine to explore how different it felt from Finn's. "Yes, please."

He grinned against my lips before pulling up. "Such a polite boy." His palm tugged me a few more times before he released it and just rested his hand there so his fingertips were teasing my balls. "Why don't we have a cookie and then get ready for bedtime, sweetheart? Then we can get you properly tucked in."

"Okay, Daddy." I didn't want to get up, but the cookies smelled really yummy.

"Let's just get your cute jammies all buttoned up." He carefully started with the button that covered my cock. "I love how they look on you, by the way."

"Thank you, Daddy." I glanced over at Finn and held his gaze. "Sir Daddy was careful not to get them messy."

Cayson chuckled as he looked up at Finn. "Yeah, I'm sure he was."

Finn just shrugged. "I got a little snack and he stayed clean and dry. Win/win."