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“I’m not sure I’m supposed to.” Dare had to work most of the afternoon and possibly well into the evening. It all depended on how the group he was working for went. He’d said that he was going to try and meet us at the restaurant for dessert but he wasn’t sure if it would work.
Scott sighed. “I’m not sure whether or not I should just let you be cryptic or if I should push.”
“No idea.” On one hand, I liked making him a little frustrated, it kept him on his toes; on the other, I wanted to tease him about what might happen later.
“I’m not sure I like surprises.” His dry response made me laugh.
“You’ll learn to live with it. I think Dare likes them.” I stretched my foot forward so my leg brushed against his. “Next time, it might be you driving me crazy, though.”
He grinned as he cut off another bite of steak. “That would be much more fun.”
As we finished, we talked about work and plans for the rest of the week. We both touched on weekend plans with Dare, but he hadn’t said anything specific, and I wasn’t sure what Scott was ready for. I was voting for him staying the weekend with us, but that might be pushing it. Especially since we hadn’t even had sex yet. None of us.
Which brought me back to getting physical with Scott.
“So we’re both wimping out with this conversation.” I set my fork down and focused on Scott, not willing to let myself talk around it again. “What do you think we should do this weekend? Traditional date or something more?”
We’d start simple.
Scott seemed relieved I’d pushed the issue, and seeing his nod made something inside me relax. “Both. I think we should do something like a traditional date because getting to know him and just see how we all fit together is important. But I also think we need to see how we…how things feel when he’s…in charge.”
It was more open than I’d expected from Scott, so I didn’t let my own reservations stop me. “I agree.” I dropped my voice lower. “If we don’t have time in a scene of some sort we’ll never see how it feels.”
Scott smiled. “And we’ll never see if it’s as hot as we think it will be.”
I barked out a laugh that had people at several tables looking at us. “Agreed.”
Before I could say anything else, Scott’s eyes widened and he smiled. I felt a hand on my shoulder and a warm breath across my ear. “May I sit down? It seems like you boys are ready for dessert.”
My cock knew who it was even if I hadn’t recognized the voice. I turned my head and grinned, gesturing to the chair beside me at the small square table. “Of course.” Then I looked at Scott, raising one eyebrow in question. “I think dessert sounds…delicious.”
Scott licked his lips and nodded. “Yes.”
Dare’s smile widened as he moved to sit down. The way his body arched had me wanting to run my hands over the lean muscles I knew were hiding under his pants and tightly fitting polo shirt. He looked business casual, like he could have come from any number of meetings, but all I could think about was watching him take off his clothes.
“How were your steaks?” Dare glanced back and forth at our nearly empty plates. “It looks like you enjoyed your dinner so far.”
“It was delicious. Did you want to order anything?” Scott glanced around to see if the waiter was nearby.
“No, but thanks.” Dare reached over and gave Scott’s hand a squeeze before letting it go. “I could be talked into dessert, though.”
What kind? Food or something else?
Scott must have been having similar thoughts because he blushed faintly, which only made Dare’s smile wider. He gave Scott a teasing leer. “I meant cake, but I have a feeling you’re thinking of something else.”
Scott reached out to take a sip of his coke before finally just shrugging. Dare chuckled and his hand disappeared under the table. He must have reached for Scott’s leg because Scott’s entire body relaxed and he leaned closer toward Dare, almost unconsciously.
“Yes.” Scott’s quiet word was more than I thought he’d say, but I still wasn’t sure how much more he wanted.
Dare didn’t seem fazed by it. He addressed us both as he asked, “Should I push you into exploring something else?”
I nodded, not embarrassed at all to flat-out admit I wanted more than just cake for dessert. Scott, on the other hand, was embarrassed but not enough to hide what he wanted completely. “Yes. That would be…helpful.”
Dare nearly leered at Scott’s choice of words. The heat just poured off of him. “I’m always happy to be helpful to my boys.”
And we both blushed that time.
Dare’s smile turned sweeter, even though the passion was still clear in his eyes. “You have no idea how sexy you are. Strong…dressed up in those incredible suits…You look like the sexiest bankers I’ve ever seen, but only I know what dirty things are under that dapper surface.”
I wasn’t sure what to say. Was “thank you” a reasonable option? Probably not.
Again, Dare didn’t seem to mind we were awkward because he just kept going. “I know you both have work tomorrow, but I thought I could have dessert here with you and then go to your place to hang out for a while. Does that work?”
Scott always had work he could do, but we both nodded at the same time. Work could wait. I wanted to see where Dare would take things, and it looked like Scott had the same idea. Before we could find our words, because Scott seemed as lost in thought as I was, the waiter came back.
He was tall and thin and had a disapproving look to him even though there wasn’t anything we’d done to piss him off. I couldn’t even say it was because we were gay, because he’d been wearing the same look when he’d first introduced himself.
“Is there anything else I can bring you gentlemen?” Then he glanced at Dare. “Would you like a menu, sir?”
Dare shook his head. “No, thank you. But we will be having dessert.”
There wasn’t a dessert menu, but he listed off the specials for the evening. Dare and Scott ended up ordering a chocolate cake that seemed to have hot fudge in the middle, but I picked a simple cheesecake. As the waiter walked off to put the order in, Dare turned back to us.
I thought he’d bring the conversation back to something simpler, but he had other ideas. “So we need to talk about limits. Do you want to sit down with lists this weekend or does that seem too overwhelming?”
“B.” Scott answered right away.
I laughed. “Um, I agree.”
“Okay, so no lists, but we are going to have a talk. Preferences, what you want to explore, and pain tolerances.” Then Dare glanced at Scott with a grin. “Especially with you, handsome.”
Scott’s eyes widened and he licked his lips. “Okay.”
Dare’s arm moved and Scott stilled so I had a feeling Dare’s hands were wandering. “Because I can’t give you what you want unless I know what that is. And you want me to give you everything you’re fantasizing about, don’t you?”
Scott slowly nodded, making me wonder what was going through his head. “Yes.”
Then he glanced down at the table and back up at Dare. “I’ll talk to you about it.” His gaze turned to me. “Both of you.”
Yes!
I tried to sound more reasonable than that, though. A touchdown dance in the middle of an expensive steak house wasn’t the best idea. “I think a discussion like that is perfect.”
Dare’s hand moved again and Scott squeaked. Dare glanced at me and grinned a big “don’t you want to know what I’m doing” smile. “Good. Then we’re going to talk when we get to your place. After we talk, then I’ll see what we’re going to do.”
He smiled knowingly at both of us. “You want me to decide, don’t you?”
We both nodded stupidly as he grinned. “That’s what I thought.” Then he looked across the room. “Ah, dessert.” Dare’s grin turned into a wicked smirk. “I’m starving.”
Thank god.
Chapter 14
Dare
By the time I’d walked them to their cars they were both trying to discreetly adjust their packages, desperate to hide their hard-ons in public. It made me think I was going to have to take them out somewhere I didn’t have to be careful. Teasing them in public could be fun, depending on their preferences.
We really did have to talk before we started in on our fun.
As I followed them home, a caravan of cars with horny men following one after the other, I swore that we were going to stop taking separate vehicles. How was I supposed to tease and play with them if we all had to pay attention to the road?
I spent the entire ride picturing Scott driving while I was giving Ryan a blow job in the back seat. I’d make him give Scott play-by-play descriptions about what was happening. Or maybe I’d switch it around…Scott was going to be a fabulous dirty talker once he got over his innate shyness.
Once he let go, he was going to be incredible.
Ryan, on the other hand, was about to burst. He’d easily admitted over texts that he hadn’t been playing with himself because he wanted to wait for us to do something together. Reading between the lines, it was easy to see that he’d been curious about Scott but hadn’t been willing to ask.
In contrast, I’d been very willing to ask.
Scott was better about sharing things over text. He’d confessed right away that it was easier to tell me things when no one was looking at him. The confident businessman who seemed to be on track for a fabulous career was also a shy submissive who desperately wanted to put everything out of his head for a while.
And I was more than happy to help him get there.
I had a feeling Ryan would love helping him along too. Scott’s submission was easier to define. Ryan, on the other hand, could easily be a puzzle if he wasn’t so ready to admit what he liked and didn’t like. He just didn’t seem to understand how it could fit into the submission everyone pictured and talked about.
Hell, porn was too focused on the cute little twinks submitting and bottoming to the big bad Dom.
By the time I’d parked in front of their apartment, I was ready to get the conversation underway. I just hoped my two boys hadn’t lost their desire and found their embarrassment along the way. I still couldn’t believe where they lived, but I gave myself a pat on the back for not saying anything.
But if our relationship continued we were going to have a long talk about safety and their living situation.
Both guys were still vibrating with desire and excitement as they walked up to my car. Their matching nervous grins from ear to ear made me smile, but it was the need in their eyes that made my cock jerk. Mentally reminding myself that talking didn’t mean sex, I tried to rein in my arousal as I headed over to meet them.
They wouldn’t have understood it yet, but as I watched them, I couldn’t help but feel proud of how far they’d come since I met them in the club. Gone were the stunned-into-silence men who were desperately trying to hide what they wanted. In front of me stood two submissives who were new but excited and willing to explore themselves with me.
“Are you ready?” They understood I was talking to both of them because they slowly nodded.
Ryan actually spoke. “Yes. Do you want some coffee or something when we get upstairs?”
“No.” I wasn’t going to give my nervous boys anything hot to hold. “Let’s just go sit down in the living room.”
By the time we’d gotten up to their place, the electricity in the air was almost visible. It could have gone either way, so I was glad to see their energy focused in a positive direction instead of fear or worry.
Their place wasn’t in a part of town where I was comfortable with PDAs, so I behaved as we went upstairs. As we entered the apartment, though, all bets were off. “You got good-morning kisses, but I haven’t. I think that’s something we need to rectify.”
Almost as one, they stepped toward me as the door closed and sandwiched me between their broad bodies. I readily admitted to being a kinky Dom who enjoyed a variety of things, but there was nothing like being pressed against a big, muscular guy who wanted to submit.
Well, unless it was two big, muscular men who wanted to submit.
Scott ended up behind me, and as he wrapped his arms around me, Ryan leaned down. I stretched up and met him in the middle. His lips touched mine tentatively, and he sighed as I took his mouth. He needed someone else to take the lead, even if that was just telling him to thoroughly kiss me.
As I nibbled his lips and licked at the seam, he parted and let me in. It only took a few strokes before he knew what I wanted and he started to deepen the kiss. Moaning into his mouth to let him know how perfect it was, I dueled with him until we were breathless, then I sagged back against Scott.
Ryan’s chest heaved as he stared down at me, clearly hungry for more. But it was Scott’s turn.
As I moved to face Scott, I smiled up at him. “I want a gentle kiss from you.” I reached up and traced one finger over his lips. “I’ve got plans for this mouth later and I don’t want to wear it out now.”
He blushed, but my tender giant of a boy leaned down and kissed me gently before straightening. “That was perfect. But I have to admit, I’m going to demand another because just once is never enough.”
Scott smiled and nodded, then leaned down to kiss me tenderly again. He was so sweet. Loving and gentle and so eager to please; he was amazing. They both were. Ryan, with his budding confidence and strength, quietly taking care of Scott and stepping up for both of them, had made them a family long before I’d come along. I couldn't understand how no one had grabbed them up before me. Maybe it was fate or maybe it was just because I could look past the surface better than others, but they were incredible.
When he finally pulled away, I took their hands and glanced toward the living room. “Come sit with me, boys.”
We were going to get a few things out of the way.
Number one: What did they want to happen tonight?
They were quiet as we went toward the couch, but the heat from our earlier kiss and the excitement that had built as we’d eaten dessert was still simmering in the air. Sitting them down on the couch, I perched on Ryan’s lap that time, curling into his warmth and giving him a quick kiss on the cheek as he wrapped his arm around me to hold me close.
Taking both their hands, I settled our entwined fingers on my lap as I stretched my legs out over Scott’s lap. “Okay, we need to spell out some basic limits and talk about what we want to happen tonight. I’m going to go first, but just because I want something or I like it doesn’t mean I get it. We’ll discuss things and there’s no rush. Got it?”
I gave them both a long look. When they just nodded, I shook my head. “Nope, words. What did I say?”
They both had the barest of smirks in their smiles, but they nodded again. Scott spoke first. He reached across to squeeze my hand and took a deep breath. “We’ll talk about what we want and limits. Just because it’s something you’re interested in doesn’t mean we’ll automatically do it. It’s up to all of us.”
Ryan grinned. “Can’t I just agree with him? It would be so much easier.”
I laughed. “Smart-ass. No.”
“Okay. Talking. Limits. Nothing happens we’re all not in agreement with. Good enough?” Excitement vibrated from Ryan.
“Barely. Are you excited or just itching for a spanking?” There was no time like the present to start the questions.
Ryan seemed to be struck silent for a moment. “Maybe.”
Scott laughed quietly. “I think his question was multiple choice, not some kind of odd fill in the blank.”
Ryan chuckled. “Fine. All of the above.”
That would work for now. “Very good.” Then I turned to Scott. “What do you think about a spanking tonight?”
He blinked at me in shock. I wasn’t sure if it was a pleasant surprise or if I’d
short-circuited his brain, but I was going to give him a chance to figure it out. Scott’s fingers began to stroke gently against ours as he thought.
Finally, he found his voice…or maybe his brain from where it’d escaped. “I don’t know.” He quieted for a moment before continuing. “I’d like to work up to something bigger, but a little bit might be…interesting?”
His last words came out more as a question than as a statement, but it was a huge leap in progress as far as I was concerned. I leaned over and gave him a quick kiss. “I can understand that. We don’t have to jump into the deep side of anything right off the bat. How about no spanking tonight but some light pain like we did with your nipples?”
“Yes.” He didn’t even have to think before the word just jumped out.
I couldn’t resist teasing him. “I might start with your nipples again, but just to be clear…there are all kinds of fun places I can tease and pinch.”
Scott’s eyes widened, but he nodded absently while fabulously dirty things seemed to flash across his brain. I gave my legs a little wiggle, letting him know I could feel how hard he was. The more interesting the thoughts in his head, the harder his dick got. It was the perfect barometer for how wicked his mind was getting.
I turned back to Ryan. “Do you want to help me tease him again? Pinch his nipples some more?”
“Yes.” No thinking for him either.
“Good.” Now for something harder. “I need to know how far you want to go tonight. It’s easy to get into things and end up going further than you’d intended. I like you both enough that going slow is understandable if that’s what you want, but I have to admit, I love the idea of having one of you stretched out under me while I ride your cock.”
“Oh.” Scott’s response was quiet, but it was filled with need that matched the desire in his eyes.
Ryan swallowed hard and nodded, then caught himself and forced out the words. “That would be fine with me.”
“That’s an understatement.” Scott managed to grin, but I could still see his arousal behind the smile.