Page 93 of Learning to Change

“Oh.” Dean paused as he got halfway off the bed, then slowly finished as his brain worked overtime. “I’m not going to ask how you know that.”

“The neighbors are loud and overshare.” He’d just spent way too much time trying to give them privacy.

I wasn’t going to wear noise-canceling headphones just because they were having kinky sex with the windows open.

“Fine.” Shaking his head, Dean came around the side of the bed. “Joel’s excited. You’re excited. I’m confused, but yeah…we’re fine.”

I wasn’t his Dom at the moment, so I didn’t feel guilty for laughing.

“Hurry. Hurry.” Joel saved me from whatever Dean’s glare meant, though. “Waiting.”

Not very patiently.

He was waiting nakedly, however.

“Where did your pants go?” Dean seemed to think the question was logical, but it had Joel falling back on the bed laughing hysterically, erect cutie sticking up and waving along with the happy sounds. “That was not a ridiculous question.”

It was.

“Pants just get lost sometimes.” I shrugged and aimed for a casual expression as Dean gave me a disbelieving look. “They just wander off, especially when a reward is involved.”

“Oh well.” Joel managed to get the adorable response out before his giggles took over, but it was a very close call and the words got slightly mangled.

That just seemed to make it funnier, though, and he kept going, repeating it several times as it just got more and more mashed up.

Dean was doing his best not to smile or sigh. “I’ll remember that.”

And he was going to remember how much fun Joel was having.

“Speaking of rewards…” Since we were all on the same page, I bumped into Dean’s shoulder to give him a push to keep going before heading over to join Joel on the bed. “It’s time for my reward.”

Still giggling, Joel nodded and scrambled up on his knees, nearly jumping on me as I sat down. “Master Tate’s reward.”

“That’s right.” My shrug and casual tone seemed to set off the silly boy again. “It can’t be helped. I get my reward.”

“Promised.” Joel shrugged too but collapsed into me as he started snickering again. “Oh well.”

Dean went back to shaking his head as he approached the bed from the other side, finally looking confident in what would happen. “Then no more dawdling.”

Sighing and looking like a disappointed Daddy, he flicked his hand in a gesture that I knew was supposed to make me move over. “You’re dragging this out. Master Tate wants his reward.”

“My bottom.” Joel didn’t seem worried about his Daddy’s dry teasing and just started snickering as he rolled over and waved the bottom in question at us. “Pretty.”

Dean managed to give Joel’s sexy ass a nice smack which got a shiver from the naughty boy. “I need a reward too.”

And the giggles were back.

Joel wanted his spanking but he was so silly and so happy that it took Dean and me both to get him into place. The manhandling just seemed to make him laugh even more even if it also made him harder too. His erection loved being moved around and roughed up, but Joel’s brain found it hilarious.

“Master Tate.” Whatever Joel had been going to say was lost as my hand came down on his bottom…and then all I got was a moan.

The position felt slightly awkward because Dean and I were leaning against the headboard with Joel draped across our laps, but I managed to get a good smack that chased the giggles away from our silly boy. “Master…”

There was no way to know if he was big or not, so I just gave the other cheek a spank as Dean petted Joel’s head. “Good boy.”

Joel made a soft, happy sound as I spanked him again, slowly building up the intensity and spreading the pink around his ass. “Daddy…”

That was all we got, but it made Dean smile as he continued to run his hand over Joel’s head. “That’s right.”

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