Page 33 of Step Daddy

Gareth jostled him. “Hey. Look at me. I would never be embarrassed by you or anything you say.”

Kit’s eyes were narrowed. “You weren’t making fun of me right now?”

“No. That was just me being an ass. I can totally see how it might’ve struck you that way.” Gareth chuckled. “To be honest, I’m not completely sure where the term comes from. It’s a practice that’s been around going back to the nineteenth century from what I remember. I know that much at least.”

“Well, now I’ve got to know.”

Gareth glanced sideways at the couple who’d just strolled up. They were also checking out the evening’s selection. Gareth’s eyes wandered to the sitting area where he spotted a large, comfy looking cushioned chair in a corner. He grabbed Kit’s hand.

“Come on, I’ll give you the low down where it’s a bit quieter.”

He tugged Kit behind him, making his way to the chair as fast as he could before someone else nabbed it. When he sat down, he grabbed Kit by the waist and pulled him onto his lap without giving it a moment’s thought. The second Kit tensed up, Gareth realized what he’d done.

“Damn, I’m sorry. Wasn’t thinking.” Gareth started to move out from underneath Kit. “Here, I can use the chair arm—”

Kit threw his arms around Gareth’s neck and wouldn’t budge. “Is this something you would do with your boy? Hold him on your lap the way that man held his sub after he whipped him?”

Gareth’s breath hitched. “Uh, yeah.” He re-settled himself to comfortably hold Kit again with one arm around his waist so he could rest against Gareth’s shoulder, and the other curled around Kit’s thighs. “At its core, the purpose in both instances is the same, a way to show comfort and care. One of the key differences—with plenty of grey area to account for the preferences of different couples—is that Daddies use it all the time, not only for aftercare.”

“Because Doms and Masters want their subs to kneel for them, please them first, like you were saying?”

Gareth smiled. “Yeah, something like that.”

“I’d rather have a Daddy then.” Kit worried his lip, his brow creasing. “Does that make me greedy or spoiled? I don’t mean to put him down, but Colby seemed very spoiled.”

Gareth laughed. “Oh, he’s definitely spoiled. And to be honest, I was happy spoiling him, I love spoiling boys. However, I prefer it when my boy looks at me like I’m the moon and stars. Maybe not worship, but close?” He winked. “Unfortunately, with Colby it was all about him.”

Kit shook his head. “I could tell. Master Reg is right. You deserve better.”

Gareth held Kit’s gaze. “Oh yeah? Who do you think might be better for me?”

The resulting furious blush on Kit’s face was the exact response Gareth had been going for. Kit finally met Gareth’s gaze again.

“I thought you were going to tell me about figging.”

Gareth pressed his lips together to keep from laughing. He didn’t want Kit to think he was making fun of him the way he had before.

“Hmm. I hesitate to blurt this one out.” Gareth drew his eyebrows together. It wouldn’t hurt to start finding out what Kit was into, so this could be a good lead-in to his figging explanation. “I know. Do you like ass play?”

Kit gasped, his blush deepening. He covered his eyes with one hand. “Oh God. I’m such a…prude. I’m so boring, so clueless.”

Gareth clasped Kit’s wrist and encouraged him to lower his hand. “Stop it, babe. You are not. However you are is fine. Sexuality and preferences change over time anyway. You’ll discover things you love that you never thought you would. Then there’ll be those things that used to do it for you that you aren’t interested in anymore.”

Kit finally met his eyes. “It might help if I liked anything at all.”

Gareth tucked Kit’s hair behind his ear then stroked his cheek. “It’s okay. I mean that. Kit appeared scared and Gareth hated seeing that expression from him. “Because I won’t walk away, if that’s what’s worrying you. There are so many ways to express how we feel and what we mean to each other. Not a one size fits all endeavor. Also, I get a huge amount of satisfaction from non-sexual Daddy care.” He pressed a kiss to Kit’s forehead. “Don’t worry baby boy.”

Gareth had a pretty epic sex drive, so it wouldn’t be an ideal scenario, but he was serious. He wasn’t going to walk away from Kit. Not when the mere thought of them not giving this a try felt like a punch to the gut.

Wait. Is Kit already…? Are we…?

If Kit couldn’t already tell Gareth was in this for real, he’d probably just outed himself.

Kit wiggled on his lap. “I might like…ass play. It’s just that I don’t know if I do, and that’s what’s frustrating me. I’m afraid you’ll decide that between us being stepbrothers and my lack of experience, that it’s all a terrible idea.” Kit fixed Gareth with a pleading look. “Can you at least give this a chance? Give me a chance to find out if this is what I want before you give up on me?

Okay. Question answered.

He couldn’t deny the thrill Kit’s admission gave him. However, that didn’t mean the waters ahead would be smooth. Kit still appeared scared, and it was breaking Gareth’s heart. Was it that Kit had realized he wasn’t attracted to men the way he’d thought? Maybe the scene with the two subs had slammed that truth home to him.

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