Chapter 10

(Zachy)

The gateway to naughty fun

“Are we really gonna have a sleepover in the middle of the week?” Zachy asked as he skipped between them after three games and a big slice of banana cream cheesecake he’d drawn a face on with whipped cream, then proceeded to gleefully eat, legs swinging as he hummed between every bite.

He still hadn’t been ready to visit the playroom when they’d finished the final game. He kinda wanted to play, but he didn’t feel little, and he was definitely in the mood to be naughty.

The problem, as he saw it, was that they hadn’t talked about naughty times or what he could or couldn’t have with each of them. He kinda wanted to have that conversation now so he wouldn’t have to keep worrying about it or being afraid that he was going to step out of line if he kissed Mr. Gage or squirmed around in his lap like he’d been dying to do.

“Sounds that way,” Mr. Gage said as Zachy buckled himself in and waved to Cooper as he got in his car. “Cooper’s going to follow us to my place.”

“Sweet! Is it okay if I wanna talk to you guys about something?”

“Of course.”

“I’m kinda glad we didn’t go to the club. How did you know it wouldn’t be fun for me?”

“Because it’s hard to get into little space when you have something weighing on your mind,” Mr. Gage explained.

“I’m glad you’re my…can I call you Daddy now?”

“Of course you may.”

“Yey!” Zachy said as he got comfortable for the short ride back to Daddy’s house.

“Whoa, nice place,” Cooper said as stepped from the car he’d parked beside Daddy’s.

“Nice car,” Daddy said as he walked around the old Impala.

“Thanks. It was my old man.”

“He has good taste in muscle cars.”

“Yeah, they were a passion of his.”

“Did he pass on the same appreciation to you?”

“Not when it comes to how they go together,” Daddy explained. “But I love the way it drives.”

“That’s something, at least,” Daddy said as he led them in. “Zachy has something he’d like to talk to us about so why don’t head to the den. There’s a stocked mini-fridge in there and we can watch a movie later if we want. Tomorrow is a late start day for us, so we’d planned to sleep in.”

“Zachy, you sleep here now?” Cooper asked.

“Sometimes,” Zachy said. “It’s easier to just sleep over when we’ve already got to go to the same place in the morning.”

“I can see where that would be convenient,” Cooper said as they got settled across from one another on a pair of plush couches.

Zachy headed straight for the spot he’d come to think of as his and tucked his legs beneath him as he got comfortable, leaning against one of the new throw pillows Daddy had let him pick out. They were super fluffy and soft and Zachy had already fallen asleep on this one twice in the last week.

“So, what did you want to talk to us about?” Cooper asked.

“Well, I know you guys talked about how Mr…. Daddy Gage was going to teach you how to be my Daddy too, but no one ever explained the rest of the rules.”

“Such as?” Gage asked.

“Well, like, do you have to go back to being Mr. Gage once Cooper goes back to being my Daddy again or do I get to have two Daddies and two boyfriends, ‘cause that would be super cool, but I know not everyone is okay with that.”

“I’m a poly positive person,” Gage explained. “I have no problem being in a three-way relationship with the two of you if that’s what we all decide we want to do. “

“I’ve never dated two people,” Cooper admitted. “But I don’t know that I’d be opposed, as long as it didn’t start to feel lopsided or like someone was being left out or neglected.”

“It’s a balancing act, and if the plan is for us both to be dating Zachy then we’ll need to make certain we’re never making him feel like he needs to choose or like we’re fighting over him.”

“That would really suck,” Zachy admitted. “But something else kind of sucks right now too.”

“What’s that?” Cooper asked.

“Well, you’ve barely touched me since the cruise and that’s fine if you don’t wanna, but I really love rubby rubs and giving suckies and getting stuffed, but I don’t know if I’m supposed to wait for you to touch me or if Daddy Gage can give rubbies when I get horny cause I get horny lots when I stay here with him.”

He felt his cheeks heat up a little when he said it, but Daddy Gage had told him that he was supposed to ask for what he wanted, and he was tired of going to bed and having to give himself rubby rubs to fall asleep.

“I guess if we’re making the choice to share, then you should be able to touch either of us or be touched by us whenever you want to,” Cooper said. “Why didn’t you ever say anything when you stayed with me?”

Zachy shrugged and squirmed a little. “I was just focusin’ on being good.”

“You were always good when it was just us,” Cooper said. “That was the only reason I suggested we step away from the club. So, we could focus on building a relationship together that maybe would have gotten us back to being Daddy and boy again once we’d worked things out.”

“Yeah, but the last few times you canceled sleepover night ‘cause I’d messed up at the club, and you were always so grumpy, so I just waited until I got home and took care of myself. Only that kinda sucks after a while and made me more irritated, especially when I’ve gotta listen to everyone else at work talk about who they got it on with over the weekend. Was starting to get mad at my own left hand because it didn’t belong to one of you.”

“As long as we’re not in a place where the level of PDA would be considered vulgar or land one or both of us an indecent exposure charge, you can touch me as much as you want to,” Daddy told him.

“And that’s okay, right, it’s not cheating?” Zachy said as he caught Cooper’s gaze and held it.

He really needed his boyfriend to spell out the rules he was comfortable with, because Zachy was very open about sex and had never minded multiple bodies in a bed, but being little was different and more intimate too from what he’d seen in the club and at the Wet n’ Wild. You don’t touch someone else’s little was near the top of the long list of rules he’d read over when he’d joined the club.

“It’s not cheating,” Cooper said as he crossed the room to him and moved the coffee table aside so he could kneel in front of Zachy. “I’m sorry you’ve felt neglected. I’ve been struggling with the same issue. It sucks wanting to get off but not wanting to do it by your own hand.”

“Sounds like a bit of pleasure would make everyone feel better right now,” Gage said as he scooted closer to Zachy and wrapped an arm around him.

Sighing contently, Zachy cuddled against his side and inhaled the lingering scent of aftershave on his collar.

“Would you like to get comfortable where you can have some rubby rubs?” Daddy asked.

“Can I give suckies too?”

Groaning, Daddy kissed the top of his head. “Gods yeah, you can give all the suckies you want.”

“Yey,” Zachy declared, feeling bold and excited about everyone soon getting to feel good. He reached out to Cooper and tugged until they were kissing almost in Daddy Gage’s lap. His heavy hands stoked Zachy’s hair, but when he opened his eyes, he saw that Daddy’s other hand was stroking Cooper’s hair too and he didn’t seem to mind one bit.

“Then how about we move things to my bedroom,” Gage offered. “The bed there is more than big enough to fit us,”

“Yeah, that sounds good,” Cooper muttered as he finally started to draw back so Zachy and Daddy Gage could move.

“I’m gonna get nakey, nakey, nakey,” Zachy said as he skipped along behind Daddy, following him to the room he’d only been in once, when Daddy Gage had slept through his alarm clock, and they were both about to be late to work because if it.

Pretty sure we’re all about to get nakey,” Daddy said, laughing as Zacky started shucking off clothes the moment they reached the room.

He was such a good boy and so proud of himself that he remembered what Cooper had told him about how Daddies liked things folded and neat. He even remembered to roll his socks up together so he wouldn’t have to hunt for one of them later.

“It’s not going to bother you if we touch each other too?” Daddy Gage asked, and Zachy shook his head, because just the thought of that was hot as hell and he couldn’t wait to see it.

He was first on the bed and bouncing in the middle as he watched Daddy Gage and Cooper finish undressing and add their clothes to the folded pile on the easy chair in the corner of the room. Daddy Gage claimed that it had once fallen out of the side of a van while it was in motion. And the damn thing didn’t have a crack in it when they turned the van around and went back for it.

Aside from a few special pieces of merchandise and framed albums he had in the den, it was the only thing Daddy had brought with him from his touring days.

Daddy Gage’s hand slid up Zachy’s inner thigh as he crawled up beside him, mirrored by Cooper on the right side of him.

Moaning, Zachy let his head fall back on the pillow for a moment, even as they each gave a little tug. He parted them more in response and was immediately rewarded with kisses trailed over the soft flesh and gentle caresses by calloused fingers that rolled his sack and lightly tugged.

His eyelids fluttered when a warm, wet mouth encircled his cock and through the sudden haze of pleasure he could just make out who it was sucking him.

Cooper.

Zachy let his fingers trail down to stroke his hair, so glad he hadn’t just dumped him for being naughty ‘cause a year was a long time to pine after someone. Zachy knew he’d almost wrecked it with his restless, desperate need to play. He and Daddy Gage had started talking about why that was but explaining it to Cooper would also mean explaining his job, and he didn’t know how he was supposed to handle that with the terms of his contract.

He'd just never had a long term anything to think about since he’d landed that role and oh nummy nummy num nums, who knew someone humming around his cock would feel so good?

“No getting lost in your head, sweet boy,” Daddy Gage admonished, tapping him lightly just on the inside of his knee. “Just relax and feel what we’re doing to you.”

Before he could try to formulate a response, someone nipped the inside of his thigh while a tongue circled his dick and Zachy let himself get lost in the moment and the promise of things to come.