Page 21 of Learning to Change

Dean had been hard since he’d woken up, and all the sex talk wasn’t helping the situation. But he knew what he had to do first, and all it took was a soft thinking hum to get a needy whine out of him. “Yes. Yes, I promise to tell you when my limits change and…and…oh, or when you push too much. Now please?”

Chuckling, I pressed as tight as I could against him and rocked our dicks together as I nibbled on his neck. “One day I’m going to make you beg for it. I’ll make you beg for my dick or to let you come.”

His shiver was so strong I worried about him slipping in the tub, but he braced his arms against the sides and just whined louder. “I’ll…later…I’ll try that later.”

He really wanted to come.

“You’ll be my good boy later?” Humming and nuzzling against him got another wonderful reaction. “It’s going to turn me and Joel both on to hear you beg.”

I wasn’t sure how he’d feel about my mentioning Joel, so I was glad when he moaned again and I felt his erection throb against mine. There was clearly nothing to worry about, so I played up the idea. “The first time he hears you moan like that, he’s going to wrap his hand around his cutie and he’s going to explode.”

And so did Dean.

As his orgasm fired through him and cum shot out between us, I held mine back and just rubbed my hard cock against his softening one to keep his orgasm going.

When he finally stopped chasing that high, he opened his eyes and looked down between us. “I don’t know what to do next.”

“Nothing.” Giving him a soft kiss, I barely brushed my lips against his and it was still just as perfect as I’d been imagining. “Sometimes we’ll all come. Sometimes I’ll focus on making just you come. We’re not going to keep score or Joel will make a fucking spreadsheet and I’m not tracking that.”

“Oh.” Dean frowned. “Yeah, good call.”

Joel liked spreadsheets.

“This time I wanted to make you come, and later, I want to see how Joel’s lips will feel wrapped around my dick.” My honest answer got a blush from Dean but he smiled too. “And he’s going to love seeing me walk around hard for him.”

So there was no point in rushing to orgasm or put on clothes.

It was going to be an interesting morning.

Chapter 6

Joel

“And one. And two. And—” Oh. “You’re so cute.”

Naked too…well, Tate was naked.

I couldn’t help hurrying out of the kitchen to go see them better as they came out of the bathroom and the view was definitely worth it. “You wrapped Dean up.”

It was adorable.

His towel was low around his hips and looked like one good tug would leave him naked. He never looked like that and always came out of the bathroom fully dressed, so it was a wonderful present for slaving away in the kitchen.

Dean blushed and looked like he wanted to cross his arms over his chest, but Tate laughed and nodded as he leered at our Dean. “Yes. But no touching. Your hands look sticky.”

They both looked down at my underwear-covered dick and frowned.

“It’s eggs, not cum.” I was pretty sure I wasn’t supposed to do that in the kitchen for a variety of reasons. “No burning anything important. No getting cum in places that are hard to clean. No doing anything unhygienic in the kitchen. No giving myself an orgasm when I can talk someone else into doing it.”

My list of rules was very reasonable but made Tate laugh again. “You’re right. Someone else doing it is always better. Now, come give Dean a kiss before you go back and check on whatever you were doing.”

“Making scrambled eggs.” So I couldn’t get distracted. “Quick kiss and no touching.”

Holding my hands out wide made Dean forget to be nervous and he chuckled as I rushed over like I had wings and gave him a quick peck. “Do you think there are faeries like there are pups and ponies?”

My question had Dean’s eyes going wide but he quickly shifted to frowning as he thought about it. “Yes, there has to be, but I don’t think they would get tails.”

“Oh, good point.” According to the internet, the tail portion was very important. “I’ll think about that.”

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