Page 42 of Learning to Change

Oh.

“When are we going to get to have penetrative sex?” Hmm. “If you told me what day, I forgot to write it down.”

I needed a calendar.

“I…I think we should go pick out some board games.” Dean was back to looking worried but I could understand why and wasn’t confused like I had been before. “We…we didn’t have anything else going on today, and I think we need to go over a few things before Tate penetrates you like that.”

Tate shrugged, so I wasn’t sure if he had penetrative sex questions too or not. “Well, we just talked about recovering from the booze and having another scene if we hadn’t freaked out. So…yeah…we didn’t have a lot planned.”

“We do now.” That was wonderful and not freaking out was wonderful too. “Oh, can we find a sex toy store too and not just a regular toy store? I want my cage and we should look for more things that we all have on our list. I’ve been saving up money for it so don’t worry.”

I wasn’t going to be money greedy and sex greedy.

And they were both back to blinking at me, but Tate found his thoughts first. “That sounds like a great plan and I know just where to take you to shop for a cage.”

“How?” Dean’s question didn’t make any sense but he seemed to realize that because he just kept going. “How do you know where to shop for one of those? You know the weirdest people.”

Tate scoffed and rolled his eyes. “Joel knows the weirdest people. I’m in a very distant second place.”

I was still deciding if I was proud of that or offended when Dean sighed. “Fine. You’re right. Sorry.”

“Thank you.” Tate’s response didn’t help me figure out how I felt but he gave me a quick head kiss so I decided I was proud. “If we’re going out then we all need to get cleaned up.”

He gave Dean a teasing grin and glanced down at his lap to make Dean grumble and blush. “And put on real clothes that won’t get us arrested when Joel starts flirting again.”

“He’s going to do that in public?” Dean gaped at Tate and then looked at me. “Really?”

“You’re buying board games with me.” It should be obvious that meant I could do whatever I wanted with him. “And don’t forget the cock cage. You’re making me cute so that means I can flirt.”

Duh.

“I think…I think I’m fine with that in principle but I might have limits on that.” Dean looked entirely too skeptical, so I leaned over and kissed his cheek. “I’m still going to have limits no matter how cute you look when you do that.”

Shoot.

“Everyone’s going to keep their clothes on.” I shrugged and aimed to look neutral. “There’s nothing to worry about.”

Tate’s naughty laugh had both of us turning to look at him. Dean looked just as confused as I felt but Tate shrugged. “What?”

He’d have looked more believable if he’d stopped grinning.

“You look like I need to worry more.” Dean sighed. “Just saying.”

Nearly giggling, Tate nodded. “You do.”

That did not make Dean feel any better but I thought it sounded like fun. “Why? Why does Dean need to worry more?”

It was definitely a sex thing but I wasn’t sure what he was talking about.

“Because the adult store I’m taking you too is very…openminded. So we’ll need to actually talk about the limits we’ve all got before we go in.” Tate’s grin was so distracting it took me a second to realize what he was saying.

“You’re going to show my cock to someone? Big or small? Will they think it’s cute?” Tate definitely knew more interesting real-life people. I just knew more interesting online people. “They have to think it’s cute or I’ll keep my clothes on. I think that’s a reasonable limit.”

Wasn’t it?

Dean came to my rescue before I could overthink it and turn into him. “That’s a very reasonable limit. Tate can’t show off your penis, no matter how cute it is, to anyone who won’t understand how perfect it is.”

“Aww. Thank you.” He was so cute. Giving him another kiss, I turned and gave Tate one too. “But don’t worry. Tate knows my penis is important and so are your feelings.”

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