Page 72 of Bulls and Their Boy

“Shoot, that ain’t hard for me to figure. I got cruised real nice today. Was gonna tell y’all!”

“We trust you, Joel,” I assured him, and we did.

“Well, hells bells, I’ll gather ‘em up and bring ‘em back! We’ll have us a time!”

Damon tapped his thigh gently. “I have a great idea for tonight. No sex, but how about we treat you to a nice massage, some food, and some rest?”

“Really?”

“Yeah, Joel. Go get a shower, just put on your underwear after. I want to see you, but seeing your dick and ass, well, I won’t be able to resist.”

“I’m temptin’, huh?”

“You are so fucking tempting, Joel, you have no idea.”

As soon as he got up and literally ran for the bathroom, Damon took his place beside me. “You’re a fucking genius, Burke. You’ve figured him out, haven’t you?”

“Not totally, but he shines when the spotlight is on him, and he’s showing people how good he is at things. That ride today, he got a thunder of applause, but he gets that with us too. When he first rode you and was so good, the pride I saw that night was the same as I saw tonight. If we can harness that with something that won’t send him to the hospital with vicious wounds or worse? It’s our job, Damon.”

“Redirect. We’ve never used it before, but we’ve never had a boy before. It’s a lot harder than I thought. I mean, I’d always considered they would be a separate person with their own issues and shit, but I never thought of how much of being their Dom it would take to help them outside the playroom.”

“Me either, but with Joel, it’s easy. I love the fuck out of him already, so doing it doesn’t feel like a chore. It feels like something I want to always do.”

“Yeah. He’s special. I stared at his ass so much I almost missed the rest of him. I want to be a better Dom for him, not for me. For him. I want to do better, Burke.”

I kissed his head, moving to face him, loving him more. “Yeah. I know you do, and you’re already doing it. We’ll devote a lot more time to training him and making him shine. That grand opening? It’s going to be Joel’s coming out party.”

“That’s perfect. Perfect! Fuck, you are a genius! Can’t believe there are two such magnificently brilliant men in this bed.”

“But you have flaws, Damon.”

“One! Two, at most.”

As we laughed, Joel came out of the bathroom, hair dripping over his shoulders, face glowing red from being scrubbed and from being happy. That was what I always wanted to see, his face, so bright with joy.

“I’m a-ready! What we doin’ first?”

“Burke,” Damon said, getting off the bed. “Call for food. Anything our boy wants.”

He went to Joel and his hands were placed on Joel’s thin waist, holding him while he kissed him gently and slowly. “This bed we’re not using for tonight, get the bedspread off it and lie down on your stomach after we eat. I think there’s some kind of oil around here I can use.”

“I’ll order some. I don’t think the lube would work, and besides, we’ll need that our last night here.”

Joel’s eyes blinked over at me while he grinned. “We’re gonna have a time!”

“Yeah, we will. But there are rules,” I said and watched his face falling. “You’re ours and will do what we tell you to that night. We’ll enjoy the man or men you bring, but they have to go home when we’re finished. You’re staying in bed with us, falling asleep with us.”

“Right…and…?”

“Oh, there will be more later.”

“Y’all’s rules are gonna kill me, ya know it?”

Damon grabbed his ass and Joel jumped, yipping. “Not kill you, boy, but torture you some.”

“Stop makin’ me horny!”

I ordered food, Joel wanted hamburgers, so we each ordered one, plus fries and bottles of water. Then I had a separate order made for a stop at the supermarket for baby oil and a few things that made the order less sexual. Baby oil…not that it was sexual per se, but heading to a motel room…

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