by M. A. Innes
Chapter 15
Derek
“You are entirely too cheerful.” Jules poked his head around my door, frowning. “What did you do?”
Rolling my eyes, I pulled on my shirt and started digging through my drawer for socks. “You’re insane. Why are you always so suspicious?”
“Because I know you.” He must have decided Armageddon wasn’t around the corner because he came in and flopped down on my bed. “You’re up to something.”
“No, I’m just happy.” I’d gotten laid and Sean hadn’t lost his mind over my teasing Christopher. I was having a marvelous day.
“Too happy.” He narrowed his eyes at me. “You didn’t kill that yappy dog, did you? He didn’t actually bite me.”
That had some of my happiness fading. “If he comes at you again, I’m going to call the pound or the police or the FBI, but no, the damned monster is safe for now.”
Jules didn’t seem to believe me, so I grinned. “I had fabulous sex last night—like mind-blowing orgasms and a spanking—and I told Sean this morning about playing a bit with Christopher and Ethan and he didn’t have a heart attack.”
I’d come close to having one, though, because he’d taken forever to think it through. God, those had been the longest minutes of my life, and the way his expression kept changing hadn’t helped. “I was sure he was going to see it as cheating or too weird to deal with.”
Jules’s eyes widened. “It didn’t even freak him out that it was with Ethan’s boyfriend?”
I laughed. “Oh, that nearly gave him a heart attack and I had to promise not to tell him anything about it. But the overall idea didn’t upset him.”
“He does know a lot of weird people through work. You can’t be the most unique snowflake he knows.” Jules had to duck as I tossed a pair of socks at his head.
“Snowflake? Says the man who’s hiding from hot guys in the library.” Still smiling, I bounced over to the bed and jumped on it, tossing Jules around. “He didn’t freak out and we’re still seeing each other and I don’t have to change who I am. That’s a fucking miracle.”
Jules huffed as he rolled over, but he wrapped his arms around me and gave me a hug. “That’s great.”
“You know what this means, don’t you?” I didn’t bother hiding my wicked intentions, so he groaned and pulled my blanket over his head.
Even under the mound of fabric, I could see him shaking his head. “No, it means nothing.”
Giggling, I pulled it back and hugged him tight. “It means we’re going to find you a Daddy. The stars are aligned and it’s time. I can’t have you here alone now that I have a life, so it’s time to step out of your comfort zone.”
That earned me a dramatic sigh. “Again? I really don’t mind being alone. Just bring me crayons occasionally and I’ll be fine.”
“It’s going to be great. You’ll see.” Beaming, I rolled us over so I could straddle him. “Time to talk to Frank.”
Groaning, he pulled the covers back over his head and just lay there like a dead fish. “No.”
That wasn’t a safeword, so I wasn’t obligated to listen. “Do you want to talk to him or do you want me to?”
Another mournful sound came from under the covers, but he flopped his hands around and shrugged.
Again, not a safeword. “Okay, I’ll talk to him.”
It might take us years to get Jules to work up the courage to talk to him and I wasn’t prepared to wait that long. I had a sexy man and I wasn’t going to sit back and twiddle my thumbs to see what would happen in the future.
“Just remember how sweet he looks when he wanders around the library trying to find you.” Jules squeaked, making me giggle. “All those tattoos. He used to take off his shirt all the time when he was at the garage during the summer. I bet if we went over there to get your oil changed he’d be bent over an engine looking scruffy and sexy. Those muscles probably give great spankings.”
I laughed as Jules shoved me off, sending me tumbling to the other side of the bed. “Evil twink. Stop that.”
Grinning, I sat up and shook my head. “I bet he’d be the type of Daddy to always have the good crayons around and would never forget to have your favorite snacks.”
And if he needed a bit of tutoring to make sure he knew how to be the perfect Daddy, I was prepared to take on that challenge.
Jules rolled his eyes, but I could see how the fantasy tempted him. He’d clearly been hiding from Frank a lot longer than he’d admitted. Naughty boy. Frank would have to spank him for that later. They were going to be so cute together.
“Okay, I have to go flirt with Christopher and make him squirm, and you are going to clean up the playroom before you go to work.” Someone had left Legos everywhere.
This evil twink was not going to step on those damned death minions again.
Jules nodded but sighed and tried to pout.
“Nope. I already stepped on one.” I wagged my finger at him. “What did I say when you asked for them for Christmas?”
That got me another sigh as he sat up looking dejected. “That Santa would only bring them if I promised to pick them up when I was done.”
And he had not lived up to that bargain.
Huffing, Jules slid off the bed. “I hope Sean realizes you’re an evil twink who needs to be punished.”
“Probably.” If I was lucky.
Jules didn’t seem to appreciate that answer. He rolled his eyes and crossed his arms over his chest as he headed down the hall. Smiling, I looked around for my socks and bounced off the bed to finish getting ready. I had a sub to tease and a full day ahead of me.
“If you’re good, I’ll make milkshakes later.” It was amazing the amount of alcohol you could mix with ice cream and have it still turn out edible.
Jules called out from the playroom. “I thought you were going to be going over to Sean’s house again.”
“If I go there every night he’s going to think I’m stalking him.” But that wouldn’t be a bad thing as long as he didn’t mind. “I’m going to spend Saturday there.”
I couldn’t wait. I just hoped Sean didn’t think we were going too fast. We’d started off chugging along, but I didn’t want that to turn into a freefall and scare him off.
* * * *
Christopher always looked like he was one step away from coming or passing out. Ethan said that when there wasn’t anything remotely sexual in his head Christopher was actually really quiet and laid back, but I’d never seen that side of him.
We were getting better because each time I saw them he was able to talk a bit more, but Ethan said that Christopher’s imagination just took hold and scrambled his brains around me. It was really cute.
Maybe I was evil, but one day I wanted to see how he’d react if he had to be with me and Sean at the same time. Would he be calm, polite Christopher that Sean got to see or horny, confused Christopher that showed up around me?
It would probably help if I stopped asking about his cock cage every time we met.
But he was just so stinking cute.
“Hey.” I gave Ethan a quick hug and then turned to hug Christopher which just made him blush.
Yep, his imagination was already going.
“It seems like forever since we’ve gotten together.” I really meant dinner or a movie, but Christopher blushed even deeper. For such an innocent-looking boy he really was a wicked little thing. I loved it.
Ethan pulled Christopher into his embrace as I locked the door, trapping Christopher with his back against Ethan’s chest. “You’re the one with the crazy dating life. Y’all are going on what…three weeks?”
“Close to it.” I beamed. “And I am happy to say that we are no longer taking things snail’s pace slow. He spanked me last night and it was fabulous.”
Christopher just blinked, but Ethan laughed. “I knew he had it in him. That’s great. I’m happy for you guys.”
I could almost hear Jules whining that I was oversharing, but Sean had never said I could
n’t, so I just ignored it. “Thanks. It’s starting to feel like there’s really something there and not just stupid fantasies on my part. Even meeting you guys here today wasn’t too much for him.”
I headed over to the counter where I had the panties laid out but turned back as Ethan laughed again. Christopher just made a squeaking sound. I couldn’t tell if he was ready to come or pass out. “Is he okay?”
Humiliation play wasn’t really my thing, but they were perfect for each other. I just wished I could read him a bit better.
Ethan nodded. “Yeah.” He gave Christopher’s cock a pat. “He’s startled but still hard as a rock.”
That sent a shiver through Christopher which was just so cute. He was going to burst any second. “Sean didn’t want any info on you guys, if that’s what he’s worried about.”
I smiled at Christopher. “He’s playing turtle about the whole thing and basically forbade me from bringing it up ever again.”
“Yes, that. Never again.” Christopher was in complete agreement with Sean.
Giggling, I nodded. “Yes, I understand that’s a hard limit for both of you. The only reason I had to bring it up at all was because we hadn’t talked about me helping you with the cock cages and fun stuff like that, and I wanted to make sure he was okay with it.”
Christopher seemed to be trying to nod, but it was coming out more as a circle, so I looked at Ethan again and raised one eyebrow. He chuckled. “Pop was good?”
“Yes.” It’d gone much better than I’d expected. “He thought it through and decided helping in the store really couldn’t count as cheating or anything like that even if it was sexy and turned me on.”
That had Christopher back to looking a bit like a turned-on tomato.
He was perfect for Ethan. Ethan just grinned and leaned down to do a terrible stage whisper. “Did you hear that? I told you Derek gets aroused helping us.”
The cute little sub made a squeak, but then he shifted closer to Ethan and rubbed his ass against Ethan’s dick, so I knew he couldn’t be too upset. Just worked up enough to explode, probably. “You two are so cute.”
Ethan laughed again, but Christopher didn’t seem to know how to respond.
That was okay, he’d figure everything out eventually. For now, as long as he was having fun and exploring his sexuality, it was enough. Clapping my hands together, I grinned. “Okay, fashion show time.”
“So you found some you like?” Ethan’s question was serious and about the quality of sexy underwear discussion we’d had before, but Christopher’s mind was still in the gutter where it liked to play because he squirmed and it was easy to see how turned on he was.
Someone wasn’t wearing their cock cage today.
“Yes, they’ve got several brands and if you like these you can even order them online yourself. I’m going to be stocking some for the store, though.” Costumes were one thing, but if clothing was going to be for everyday use, I was picky.
“Let me show you what I found.” I kept my primary focus on Ethan as he led Christopher and started looking at the jocks and underwear I’d found. Christopher was so turned on already it was hard to decide which ones he actually liked and which ones just embarrassed him enough that it turned him on more.
Luckily, Ethan knew him well enough to make that decision.
“Now I’m not sure these would work, but they’re fabulous.” I held up a jock with a tiny pouch in front of Christopher’s groin.
He still had all his clothes on, but it was enough teasing that I could feel a shiver run through him. “From what I could see on the website, it’s designed for when a guy is soft and it keeps everything tucked away, but honestly, I don’t think Christopher’s ever soft long enough for them to work.”
They’d be really cute on someone a bit less responsive, but I knew Ethan would have fun teasing Christopher, so I had to include them.
I wasn’t disappointed.
And neither was Christopher.
“Let me see.” Ethan stroked over Christopher’s erection and then made a tsking sound. “This isn’t going to work. I can’t tell if they’ll fit. Let’s take these off, slut.”
Christopher almost melted at his feet.
There was no way he was going to make it out of the store before he orgasmed. But since that was the reason I’d come in before regular hours, it was fine with me. Ethan wanted to be able to take him to a club next year, so they were trying to work toward getting Christopher relaxed enough around people that he could be turned on and functional at the same time.
I thought the goal wasn’t entirely reasonable, but it wasn’t my plan, so I tried to keep quiet. Something a bit more realistic might be a goal of keeping him calm with a cock cage and gag while they explored a club for the first time, but I’d wait until they asked my opinion before butting in.
I had some restraint occasionally.
As Ethan opened Christopher’s jeans and pushed them down to his thighs, the pink panties they’d bought before came into view. “Those look so cute. I’m glad you liked them.”
I couldn’t decide if Christopher only enjoyed the panties for the humiliation aspect or if he really did like the underwear, but I had to keep reminding myself that it wasn’t my business.
Me nosy? Never.
“I dress him in them about half the time, but we need to get a bit more variety.” Ethan’s voice was calm against the backdrop of Christopher’s embarrassed whines and radiating arousal. They were exact opposites in almost every way, but for them, it just worked.
Some people might have said that Sean and I were the same way, but I didn’t see it like that. To me, we had so much in common it didn’t feel like an opposites attract kind of situation. Maybe it was the way we both seemed to be able to switch between Dom and sub. I was hoping we’d both be switches in the top and bottom department too, but that was yet to be determined.
Focusing back on Christopher and Ethan, I smiled and adjusted the jock over his barely restrained erection. I’d never seen anyone as easily aroused as Christopher. But Ethan loved it which made Christopher even more turned on.
It was a fun cycle to watch.
They were so perfect together that it was easy to picture them years into the future, still loving and teasing each other. I couldn’t help but compare my budding relationship with Sean to theirs. Would we be together for years?
“These are perfect.” Ethan stroked over the new panties, accidentally rubbing his hand over Christopher’s needy cock. “They would look fabulous if I could keep him soft.”
“That’s what I wasn’t sure about.” Christopher would have a hard time staying soft long enough to really wear the panties, however. “And I think his cage would be too bulky for the pouch.”
They were interesting, but really, could anyone stay soft enough to wear them?
“Let’s look at one of the others that has a bit more room at the front.” I straightened and turned back to the counter, grabbing a pair that were a bit more practical for Christopher. “This has a traditional back so you’ll have access to his ass, but the front stretches over his erection so you don’t have to worry about constraining it unless you’re ready to put him back in his cage.”
Speaking of his cage. “Is that still working out?”
I focused on Christopher, who was doing his best not to come. “Is it comfortable when you’re wearing it long term?”
They weren’t going weeks with it on, but from everything they’d said, he was wearing it on and off, several days at a time. Christopher knew he had to respond and he managed a nod as he swallowed a few times. “Yes, it’s fine.”
“No pinching and it doesn’t rub?” A bit of control was fun, but only as long as he was comfortable. Well, as comfortable as he could be with his dick locked away. “There are other options we can look at if your current cage isn’t comfortable.”
That might have been a bit much considering the way Ethan was stroking over the panties. But Christopher took in a staggered br
eath and shook his head again. Speaking took a little longer this time, but he finally forced out the words. “It doesn’t rub. It’s weird but not bad.”
“Good. But just let me know if you guys ever want to try something different.” I glanced at Ethan. “There are a few interesting options that are designed to be shown off for something like a club or party.”
As I held up the new pink jock with the generous pouch for Christopher’s cock, I couldn’t help but wonder what Sean would think of a BDSM club.
Ethan chuckled as he took his time smoothing the jock over Christopher’s panties. “You’ve got an interesting look on your face.”
“I was trying to decide what Sean would think of a BDSM club.” He’d probably be more comfortable as the Dom in that situation as long as he understood all the social conventions. “I’m leaning toward him being the dominant if we went, but I’m not sure.”
Christopher groaned, but it was hard to tell what was going through his mind. Ethan chuckled. “I think it would depend on how confident he was. My guess would be that it’d take him a while to agree to it.”
“Yeah, but it’s fun to think about.” I giggled as a shiver raced through me. “He’d be so hot leading me around on a leash. Maybe with panties so I matched Christopher. That would be fun.”
Christopher couldn’t seem to decide if that was hot or horrifying.
I was really just trying to drive Christopher nuts, but it was still a good fantasy. Ethan’s teasing grin behind Christopher’s back said he was mostly interested in driving his boy crazy too. “Knowing him, it’s going to take him a while to be willing to try that.”
I smirked. “I’m not going anywhere. Maybe one day you’ll be my stepson. You never know.”
I was still mostly teasing, but it was easy to picture our relationship getting to that point.
Ethan's smile widened, but it was mostly because of the way Christopher was shaking. There was only so much more of Ethan’s teasing he could take. Restraint was not his default nature.
Ethan leaned down and kissed just under Christopher’s ear. “You know, one day you might be able to say your father-in-law played with your dick.”