Page 41 of Jalen & Colby

It’s okay. I have a feeling that both I and our Daddy will be very eager to do that for him whenever he needs it.

“But is it also, um…” Colby looks mortified. So I hug him tightly to my side to give him courage. “Is it also a, um,sexything?”

He screws his eyes shut before burying his face against my neck. Oh, my sweet summer child.

Andreas laughs gently, rubbing Colby’s back. “It’s an everything thing to me,” he explains, looking my way with a gorgeous smile. “This little troublemaker here has used it on me a few times, and I can’t describe how perfect it makes me feel.”

“Daddy, Daddy, Daddy,” I sing happily, making Colby giggle. He lifts his head slowly, taking a breath and nibbling on his lip.

“So, we’re your boys?” he asks.

My heart thunders in my chest.

“I would love that,” Andreas says.

“Bothof us?” Colby says. Of course he wants to double-check that. He’s never felt good enough in his whole life. I’m sure he’s had sex, but he’s never had a boyfriend. No one’s ever stood up and declared that they’re picking him above anyone else.

Well, I have, but he thought I just meant as a friend. I’m going to have to work hard to change that, I’m sure.

“You’re an inseparable pair,” Andreas tells Colby sincerely. “It never occurred to me to pick one over the other. You’re a package deal, and I couldn’t have imagined a more perfect duo. You’re my double trouble.”

Colby whimpers, and a couple more tears spring free as he closes his eyes and rests his head on Andreas’s chest. I mirror him, pressing my forehead against his again, and for a while, we all just breathe.

“Let us take care of you, little baby Coco,” I murmur. I’m not even sure where the words come from, but they feel right as soon as I say them.

He blinks his eyes open to regard me with a sort of wonder. For the first time since we started hugging, he doesn’t look panicked or scared by a new idea, and my heart soars.

“Little baby…?”

“Coco,” I say with a nod. “Like how Andreas is Daddy, you can have a special name as well. Or something else if you don’t like Coco. But you can be little with us, like a kid. We’ll take care of you, okay?”

His brow furrows as he ponders my words. “I like Coco,” he says, and I can’t help but puff up my chest a bit with pride.

“When you’re Coco, you don’t have to do any adult stuff like make decisions,” I tell him, warming more to the idea.

I’ve called him my baby boy for so long, but it wasn’t until there was an actual Daddy in the picture did I understand how much age play might help him. I’m not sure if he’d want to go all in with binkies and onesies and blocks or whatever. But the whole giving up control thing? Yeah. I think that could be right up his street.

I glance at Andreas, who nods at me. I have a feeling he’s been researching Daddy things online, and I’m pleased he doesn’t appear put out by my suggestion. In fact, he looks like he’s beaming at both of us.

“Daddy will take care of you,” I continue. “And I’ll help.”

He licks his lips and tilts his head as he looks at me. “But what about you?”

“What about me?”

He pokes my chest. “Don’t you want to be Daddied as well?”

I look between him and Andreas, who raises his eyes expectantly at me. “Oh, um, yeah. Daddying is great. But I don’t think age play’s really for me. I’m already a brat twenty-four seven, darling.” I bat my eyelids at him. “That’s my thing.”

Colby huffs in an adorable little pout and pats at my chest. “But don’t you want a special name, too? We’re all equal in this throuple-thingy, right?”

I grin, loving how he’s already calling us a throuple. “We’re equal in different ways, yeah, I guess.”

“Then you need a name,” he says stubbornly, and my heart swells yet again.

“I love you so much,” I say, shaking my head and hugging him closer to me.

Suddenly, he pulls back. “Jay Jay!” he cries triumphantly. “I can be Coco and you can be Jay Jay.” He looks at Andreas. “What do you think?”

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