Page 74 of Learning to Change

Hehehe.

“Really?” Dean looked back and forth at us, making me giggle. “Really?”

That wasn’t a no.

That wasn’t a safeword.

That wasn’t even a “good boys don’t do that.”

Yay.

Little pillow down.

Me down.

Wiggle. Wiggle.

Oh, my knees fit around their legs. “You’re mine and all stuck.”

Tate reached down and rubbed his penis. “I like being stuck.”

Dean groaned. “I don’t know what to say to that.”

That wasn’t a no either and Tate’s giggles said he knew that, too. I was a good boy and smiled at Dean. “You don’t have to talk. Kisses don’t need words.”

Just moans and sighs and groans.

And I was already getting sighs from Dean, so I knew I’d get moans soon. But he liked it when I was sweet, so I leaned over to rest my head on his legs and looked up at him like I was cute and the best boy ever. “I like kisses.”

Oh, I got a groan already too.

“One day I’m going to be able to withstand your manipulation.” Dean’s silly words had me trying not to smile, but I had to pretend that he was being logical. “Fine. I’ll behave. You get kisses.”

Yay.

His penis had already said it wanted kisses, but I was glad Dean knew it too. So I sat up and patted his leg. “Good boy. Bottoms up. It’s my turn. I won.”

Tate snickered but he lifted his butt off the couch and pushed his pants down. “You won but I think I’m getting the prize.”

“Everybody wins when I win the games.” That way they’d play more and I’d get to win more. “Kisses are the best prizes.”

Dean was being dramatic and sighing again, but he lifted his butt and pushed his pants down. “Kisses are the best prizes, you’re right.”

Yay.

I liked being right.

I should get another prize for being right.

“Two pretties who get kisses.” I’d figure out my other prize later. “Lots of kisses.”

One for Tate.

One for Dean.

Back and forth.

Oh, head pets.

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