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One of Bran’s eyebrows went up. “That doesn’t sound like working. And your zipper is undone.”
“Is it? Oops.” La la la.
“You know if you need, all you have to do is let your Daddies know.” Bran’s gaze was like a brand.
“I was…” He didn’t have an excuse. He didn’t need one though. “I was doing research, is all.”
Bran regarded him a moment and then nodded. “About the Daddy/boy relationship.” It didn’t sound like a question.
His cheeks burned. “I had questions.”
Bran nodded. “I’m sure you do, and there’s no reason to be embarrassed about that. You know you could come to me and Silas with any questions you have, right? You could even ask the other Daddies in our friends group. I’m not saying you can’t do your own research, but there’s going to be a lot of misinformation out there as well as legitimate info.”
“Okay.” Ask the others about sex stuff? About… kink? God, no!
“So… do you have any questions for me?” Bran asked.
“I—I don’t know. It’s embarrassing.” And unnerving.
“You don’t need to be embarrassed. I would like to believe we can talk to each other about absolutely anything and everything.” Bran settled in the other chair in his office.
He shut the laptop with a snap and sat. “I just… there’s a lot on the internet.”
“There is. And not all of it is going to be accurate. I don’t mind you doing your own research at all, but I do think it would be helpful to verify with one of us if things you read are true. And that’s part of our role, yeah? Helping you. Guiding you. Being here for you.”
“It’s just… weird. To not know what to do. I’m used to knowing.”
“You’re used to being told—directed in fact—yeah? The Daddy/boy relationship is somewhat similar.”
“Yeah, I guess I am. I hadn’t thought of it that way.”
“I can also give you the urls for a couple of trustworthy sites, so you can do some researching and know you’re getting reliable information, but I do enjoy being able to help you directly.”
“I just… it’s a turn on, some of it.” He couldn’t quite meet Bran’s eyes.
“Isn’t that a good thing?” Bran asked.
“Yeah, but I didn’t know I was going to be. It’s weird.”
Bran chuckled, his eyes twinkling. “Silas and I knew.”
“How?” He leaned forward, eager to know. “How did you know?”
“Well, to be honest, you radiated it. That you needed a Daddy or, in this case, two. And you took to the spanking like a dream. So….”
“Some of these boys. They like being… they like toys and stuff.” They were wild and scary and… intriguing.
“Oh yes. We have a playroom and an entire cabinet of toys. When Silas gets home, we can show you if you’d like.” Those words were full of promise.
“I—Do you think I’m going to be good at it?” Because this was hard, scary, exciting.
“I think you’re going to be magnificent at it. I also think it doesn’t matter if you’re good or bad or mediocre at it. If it’s something you enjoy, we’ll keep doing it and you’ll get better and better at it. Besides, ‘Good at it’ is so subjective. How do you know you’re good at sex—you enjoy it and everyone gets a climax, right? You don’t need to be able to bend yourself double and put your foot behind your ear in order to begoodat sex. This is the same, really.”
“It’s hard—this whole thing makes me ache and tingle.”
“Which is why you were touching yourself, yeah?” Bran waited for him to nod before continuing. “That’s why I suggest you talk to us about it. We can do something about that aching and tingling. That’s what your Daddies are for.”
“Am I going to get in trouble for doing it?”
