Page 71 of Learning to Change

And the giggles were back.

I was having a hard time keeping my laughter under control too because that’d been funny even if Dean had made the comeback without thinking. “Your worm is all safe.”

Joel was shaking, he thought the whole thing was so funny, and it made catching his legs difficult, but by the time he calmed down, I had his lower half covered. “Alright, rocket ship in place. Now it’s time to sit up and then we can go play.”

Nearly bouncing up, he was so excited, Joel was wide-eyed and nowhere near an adult as I dangled playing in front of him. He even put his hands up like he knew I was supposed to finish dressing him. “Which one? Can I have juice? I need more chocolate chips. Can we have nuggets and noodles for dinner?”

Slipping the shirt over his head didn’t stop his brain at all. “Can I have juice and water? Can I go potty in my cage? Can we try to give me tingles later? Do you think it will stop me from making a mess?”

Huh?

Assuming by mess that he meant an orgasm with cum, I shrugged. “We’ll have to see, but I have no doubt that you’ll be able to get your tingles.”

Had he read that online?

Heard it from one of the people he’d met?

“I’ll be patient.” The look of excited greed on his face made me doubt that. “And relaxed and…and…and good. That will help too.”

Maybe?

“I’m sure it will.” Dean leaned over and kissed Joel’s head. “But let’s figure out what we’re going to play first and then maybe we watch a movie while I make nuggets and spaghetti for dinner?”

“Oh, the animal movie again.” Joel nearly climbed on Dean’s lap in an attempt to look cute and get his way. “You liked the animal movie.”

Which one?

In the past month, he’d made us watch nearly every animal movie on a streaming service. We’d even watched the original Doctor Doolittle movie as well as some movie about owning a zoo that I’d mostly slept through.

“That sounds like fun.” Dean’s answer said that he wasn’t going to worry about the details until he had to. “Let’s go play.”

It turned out to be harder than it sounded because all it took was a few wiggles for Joel to look down at his dick again. “That’s weird. Be good.”

Playtime was going to be interesting.

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Easy games during little time turned out to be the best plan ever.

“I did it.” Doing what was basically a touchdown dance for winning all the jewels, Joel wiggled in his seat and threw up his arms. “I won.”

And he was such a good winner too…especially since he’d won twice in a row.

But making bad decisions in the game wasn’t hard, so it’d been easy to make sure he’d come out on top. Joel wasn’t in the right headspace to realize I’d set the game up but Dean was, and I wasn’t sure he knew what to make of it. His side-glances said he couldn’t decide if I was cute or ridiculous, but he hadn’t tattled and his smile said he liked seeing his boy happy.

So win-win for everyone.

Or was that win-win-win for everyone?

“What do I get?” Greed flashed in his eyes again as he looked down at his treasures. “What do I get this time? I got kisses before.”

So it had to be bigger for a second win?

Just different than before?

“Do you want a special dessert?” Dean’s idea sounded genuine but something felt slightly sneaky to me.

I wasn’t sure if Joel noticed because he was still doing his happy dance, but I wasn’t surprised when his face scrunched up. “No. I already get dessert for being good.”

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