Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 75143 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 376(@200wpm)___ 301(@250wpm)___ 250(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75143 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 376(@200wpm)___ 301(@250wpm)___ 250(@300wpm)
Yep.
“Nooo…” I wiggled so I could rest my head on his shoulder and put my legs on Tate’s lap. “I’m your good boy.”
And I was cute and fun and caged and I’d won the game.
Oh…I’d been really good.
“I’ve been a very, very good boy.” Yes, so it was time to give me another reward. “I helped you pick out dinner and I played the game nice and you liked my prize for winning and I’m even a good cuddler.”
Dean sighed, but Tate was trying not to laugh. “I’m not stupid enough to just randomly agree with you about all that. I know you want something.”
But I was right, so he had to give me a reward.
“Good boys do need to be rewarded.” Tate shrugged and patted my legs. “Positive reinforcement is very important.”
Dean glared at him. “That’s what you’re going with? Positive reinforcement?”
I liked it, but I was smart enough to be nice and quiet so Tate could get me my reward. He was wonderful and naughty and knew how to help Dean to be naughty too. “You want him to associate cage time and playtime with happy feelings, don’t you?”
Oh.
He was so smart.
Dean scrunched his lips together and looked at Tate like he was being ridiculous. “And you have a way to help with that, huh?”
No giggles.
No giggles.
Quiet.
Quiet.
“I think you do too.” Tate reached over and petted my cheek, looking very sweet even though he was talking Dean into fun things. “Yes, he’s having fun but that doesn’t mean we can’t reward him.”
Huh?
Something didn’t make sense, but I didn’t think asking right then would be a good idea. I might actually talk Tate out of helping me be naughty if he thought I was too confused. “I like rewards.”
Yes, whatever they did would be fun and then I could ask questions later if I still needed to.
Tate chuckled softly and trailed his fingers down my face and my neck. I shivered but it got even better when his fingers walked down my tummy and he pulled out the front of my rocket ship jammies. “How is your little friend in there? Is your cutie still having fun being snuggled tight?”
Dean went very still but that was because he liked to worry, but I knew how to make him happy again.
“He’s having so much fun.” I looked down and waved. “He likes jumping because it tugs on him and then it feels even nicer.”
Tate laughed and nodded, teasing the base of my toy with his fingers and making me wiggle and laugh. “I thought that was what you were doing.”
He was so smart about naughty things.
“I…that was…” Dean sounded confused but sighed really fast. “I should’ve realized that.”
“It was just a guess.” Tate shrugged. “Joel and his penis both like things like being tugged on.”
My penis tried to twitch even though he was wrapped up nice and snug. “He likes that idea too.”
Dean groaned, but he kissed my head and nodded. “Then we’ll figure out how to play that game later. First, we need to play with your new toy and see if we can get you tingles with your cage still on.”
Yay.
“I’m a good boy. I can get my tingles. Don’t worry.” Dean liked to worry, but I knew it would be okay. “I can have lots of fun without big tingles. Littles ones are good too.”
Tate was trying not to laugh but he was so silly it was hard. “I have no doubt that we’ll be able to get you big tingles.”
Wiggling his finger lower, he ran it over my balls. “We can still give these some fun attention too even if they’re wrapped up tight.”
That was going to be so much fun…but first we had to make sure Dean wasn’t going to worry too much.
Chapter 22
Dean
The naughty boy spread his legs to silently encourage Tate to keep teasing his cock and promising to do wicked things to his balls, but Joel shifted so he could wrap his arms around my neck and kissed my cheek. “You and Tate are going to take good care of me.”
He was still manipulative as hell, but he was also something other than a full grown-up. He was making quiet happy sounds as Tate petted his balls and the cage he was in, but he was snuggling up to me and looking utterly adorable. “You guys always do nice things to me and this is just the same.”
Just the same, huh?
Giving in, I nodded and reached up to stroke the back of his head as he kissed my cheek again. “You’re right. We’re going to take good care of you and have fun playing.”
With the slender vibrator that Derek had said would give Joel’s prostate a lot of wonderful attention. Yep, we were just going to play with the cutie who’d decided being a full grown-up was a boring decision.