Winning Big

Chapter Eight

Remi

He woke with tight warm suction on his cock. Remi opened his eyes without moving the rest of his body. Dom’s dark head bobbed as he sucked hard on Remi’s cock.

It was a beautiful sight.

Remi carded his fingers through Dom’s hair.

Without releasing his cock, Dom lifted his eyes to Remi.

“Keep going,” he encouraged.

Dom hummed while running his tongue around Remi’s shaft.

Fuck! That felt good. His fingers clenched, pulling hard on Dom’s hair without even meaning to.

Dom moaned louder.

Did his boy like a little bit of pain? Remi had been thinking about Dom’s little side. How he could make Dom’s life easier. Giving his boy more time to regress. To be Dom’s everything.

What if Dom needed more?

Remi had been watching Dom for so long that he thought he’d known what to give the boy. Except Remi hadn’t been thinking about their intimate times. That he’d thought would come naturally. What if he’d been wrong?

He pulled harder on Dom’s hair.

The boy flexed his hips. He was grinding against the mattress. Trying to get himself off. Remi should really put a stop to that. The boy wasn’t allowed to get himself off on his own.

The suction was just too good on his cock.

He had refrained from taking his own pleasure the morning before. It had been all about getting Dom off. To make the boy happy. Now he was happy to let Dom play.

With one hand still on the back of Dom’s head, Remi used his other to play with his own balls. He loved giving himself some tugs as Dom continued to slurp on his dick. The boy grinding against the mattress.

Remi could tell that Dom was about to come. He grasped the base of his cock to hold off his own release as Dom gave a long groan around him while shuddering. Yep, the boy had totally gotten himself off.

Instead of pulling away from Remi’s cock, Dom began to suck almost desperately. Remi tugged Dom off his dick.

“Did my boy get himself off?” he asked. Remi’s voice was still husky as he caught his breath. His cock ached and he needed to come but couldn’t resist teasing his boy.

“Yes, Daddy.” Dom blushed. “Sorry?”

“You know you’re not supposed to get yourself off without Daddy’s permission.”

“I know,” Dom said sweetly. “I couldn’t help it.”

Holding his cock by the base, Remi rubbed the tip over Dom’s lower lip. “You better make me come now. If you want to avoid punishment.”

Dom blinked. “What kind of punishment.”

Remi chuckled. “One that you won’t enjoy.” Although Dom might be ready to play around with some funishment.

“How long do I have to make you come, Daddy?” His smirk was sexy as hell.

Dom glanced at his watch. “We need to get breakfast started. I’ll give you five minutes.”

Dom dove on his dick.

Remi grunted as the head of his cock slipped down Dom’s throat.

The boy was going to win this challenge. Remi wasn’t too upset. He wanted Dom to succeed even if it was a game of who could make who come fastest. Every achievement meant something when Dom had been alone for so long. No one to be proud of him. He was an amazing young man. Remi couldn’t wait until the day that the worry permanently left the sweet boy’s eyes.

And thinking was way overrated. Especially with Dom going at his cock like he was starving. Remi pushed deep, holding his dick down Dom’s throat before he slowly drew back.

Dom gasped for breath then grinned at him.

Oh, his boy was feeling cheeky this morning.

Grabbing the back of Dom’s neck, he forced Dom’s head back down. Not that Dom was fighting him. Dom opened his mouth before closing the distance. He sucked while lowering his head.

Remi rammed his hips up.

He’d reached the limit of what he could stand. Remi’s balls drew up to his body as he chased his orgasm. Remi hammered his cock inside Dom’s mouth until he was coming down Dom’s throat.

Licking his lips, Dom peered at Remi with a soft satisfied look.

“Such a good boy,” Remi praised. He brushed Dom’s hair from his forehead.

“I had a whole minute left.”

Laughing, Remi tugged Dom down onto his chest. “You did good. I guess there won’t punishment for you.”

Dom nodded. “I told you that I’m a good boy.”

“Yes, you did.”

“But my diaper is all messy, Daddy.”

So much for relaxing for a moment and basking in the afterglow.

Remi rolled Dom onto his back and hovered over him. He lowered his mouth and kissed Dom deeply. Dom clung to his shoulders. Withdrawing, Remi smiled. “Thank you for such an amazing wake-up call.”

Dom pushed his hips up. “I enjoyed it, Daddy.”

“Yes, I know. Let’s get you changed and then I’ll make breakfast.”

“K, Daddy.”

Remi pulled back before he climbed off the bed and fixed the boxers that had been pulled down. He must have been sleeping pretty hard in order not to have woken when Dom started sucking him. That was unusual but made him happy. Being with Dom just made him happy.

He needed to hit the bathroom, but he didn’t want Dom to sit in his mess.

Remi pulled everything he needed from the drawers for his boy.

“Trucks, Daddy?”

“Trucks, baby boy.” Remi showed Dom the outfit he’d picked out that Dom had obviously already seen. “That work for you?”

“Yay, Daddy!”

Remi chuckled at the seal of approval from his boy.

* * * * *

Dom

Skipping along the hallway, Dom couldn’t wait to get his playtime. They were getting a later start to the day than Remi had planned but Dom was quite happy with how things were working out.

He’d been so smart to finally ask Remi for what he needed.

Dom hadn’t been this relaxed or felt this amazing since he was first diagnosed with chronic kidney failure. He didn’t know if it was Remi specifically or if Dom was just in a better mindset, but Dom was actually looking forward to a future. More play dates with his friends, more time with Remi and hopefully being naked together—just more of everything.

Remi opened the basement door for them. Dom scrambled down the steps before looking around. Brandon should already be down there. Ezra was at work, but Brandon didn’t have his shift at the hospital until later that night. Both Brandon and Dane were on night shift. Eric was sleeping from his overnight undercover job.

“Brandon?” Dom asked.

“Here!”

Dom glanced toward the corner.

“Boy!” Dane barked. “Turn back around.”

Uh-oh! Brandon was in trouble.

“Sorry, Daddy.” Brandon sounded miserable.

“I know, baby. You have five more minutes of corner time.” Dane smiled at Dom. “He’ll still play with you. He just needs to serve his punishment first. Someone decided to throw a tantrum when he didn’t get his way.”

Dom nodded. “Okay! I’ll get the toys ready.” He knew better than getting between a Daddy and his boy during punishments. And Brandon might not like being in the corner, but he’d obviously agreed to it.

“Let me help you.” Remi walked up beside him.

“K!” Dom walked to the shelves that held most of their toys. He couldn’t get over this playroom. When he’d first heard that Eric was having the basement remodeled for little time, he’d never imagined anything like this. It was just…everything littles could ever want.

Dom ran his gaze over the shelves.

“What are you going to pick?”

There were so many choices. What would make Brandon happy afterbeing put in the corner? Spotting the new Lego set, Dom bounced and pointed toward the top shelf. The magical castle set hadn’t even been opened yet. Brandon would love it!

“Good choice,” Remi praised. “Brandon has been looking forward to building that.”

Dom nodded. Yep! And…Dom pointed to the box of Play-Doh on the third shelf. He would make little people for Brandon’s castle.

Remi groaned. “Not the Playdough.”

“Daddy!” Dom whined. “Gots to make little people.”

“But you have lots of people.” Remi pointed to a container that did indeed hold people that they usually played with.

“Not castle people,” Dom argued. He knew he was being a pest. It was no secret that the Daddies found Play-Doh and makeup to be very messy. Of course, that made the littles want to play with those items specifically for that purpose.

“I’ll find castle people for next time,” Remi muttered. He grabbed the box that held their Play-Doh and accessories.

Dom rushed over to the table in the middle of the room. The basement flooring had been replaced with thick, soft carpet to save their knees but if they wanted the Playdough, they had to stay at the table where there was plastic laid down.

Rules.

He had to follow the rules. Dom didn’t want to get into trouble. Well, not trouble that would keep him from playing. It had been fun to tease his Daddy earlier in bed. Dom hadn’t meant to get off too, but he couldn’t resist. He’d been dreaming about touching Remi, being with him, for what seemed like ages.

Dom dropped to his knees, waiting for Remi to place the toys he’d selected down. Remi sat the Lego set on the other side of the table before crouching beside Dom.

“Let’s try to keep the mess to a minimum,” Remi requested, tapping the side of the Playdough box.

“I try,” Dom promised. He might not try his hardest, but he wouldn’t purposely make a mess. He giggled at his own thoughts.

Remi patted Dom’s cushioned bottom. “Be good.”

“I’m a good boy.”

“You are.” Remi rose before ruffling Dom’s hair.

“Come here, baby,” Dane called out.

Dom could finally relax as Brandon shuffled out of the corner. He went directly to his Daddy. There would be cuddles and soft words before Brandon would be ready to play. That was okay! Dom would have everything ready for his friend.

He got busy. Only looking up when his Daddy put a sippy cup at his elbow.

“Thanks, Daddy.”

“Have fun, boy. I’m going to sit and talk with Dane.”

“K!” Dom got the Lego box open and put the pieces in a pile for Brandon. When Brandon finally made his way over, there was a smile on his face.

“You okay?” Dom asked quietly.

Brandon nodded. He blushed before rolling his shoulders back. “I was feeling funny. Out of sorts. Dane thinks I was pushing boundaries, but he wasn't really mad at me.”

“Of course he wasn’t really mad. Dane loves you. He wouldn’t hurt you.”

“I know. I guess sometimes I still get scared and push to see if he’ll lose his temper,” Brandon admitted.

Reaching over, Dom grabbed Brandon’s hand. “Never. Dane isn’t like that. And you have Eric and Remi to look out for you too. And me!” he said fiercely. “I’d never let anyone hurt you again.”

Brandon nodded before squeezing Dom’s hand. “I know.” He released Dom’s hand to start separating the Lego pieces by color. “I…I don’t know why I do it.”

Dom did. “It’s okay. We love you.”

“I love you all too.” Brandon beamed. “Thanks.”

“No problem.” Hopefully big boy feelings were over. Not that Dom didn’t want to help his friend, but Brandon needed to relax as well. Playtime was important after being punished. Maybe that should be a rule too. The Daddies had rules and Dom thought that the littles should make up a few of their own.

Like playtime after punishments. Bubble baths. Bottles and cuddle times. Yes! This was a brilliant idea. Picking up the pink Playdough, he pressed it into the mold that made the people.

“Thanks for picking the Lego set,” Brandon said.

“I got your back,” Dom told him. “I make you the people.”

“Cool.”

It was quiet as they got to work. Remi and Dane were in the corner talking. Remi’s tablet was in his hand but they didn’t interrupt playtime. Every now and then Dom could hear a word or two as they discussed whatever case they were working.

The deep rumble of their voices was a comfort. Dom wasn’t alone. If he turned his head, Remi would jump up to see what he needed. He pressed the mold before carefully removing his person. He used the purple Playdough next.

By the time that Brandon had the Lego’s looking sort of like a castle, Dom had pressed him seven people.

“Daddy!” Dom called. He was missing a mold. Where had it gone?

“What is it, baby?” Remi asked, running a hand down his back as he crouched.

“Animals!” Dom told him. He’d only used the molds for his animals a couple of times. They couldn’t have a castle with just people. They needed kitties, puppies, mice, and all the animals. It wasn’t a happy castle without the animals!

“I’m sure they’re here somewhere,” Remi told him.

“They got stolen!” Dom declared. His Daddy was a police lieutenant. He needed to arrest someone!

“I don’t think they were stolen.”

“They were too!” Dom argued. “Find them! You need to arrest someone. Lock them up! Only bad people steal toys.”

“Lock someone up for misplacing the Playdough molds of animals,” Daddy repeated.

“Stolen!” Dom pounded his fist on the table. His Daddy wasn’t listening to him.

Brandon gasped, staring at Dom with big wide eyes.

“Woah, baby.” Remi pulled Dom into his lap. “Calm down.”

Dom sniffed. He’d just wanted everything to be perfect for Brandon’s castle. They wouldn’t have happy castle people if they didn’t have the animals.

“Can you tell me what has you so upset?” Remi asked quietly.

“It’s not perfect!” Dom wailed.

“Shh.” Remi pushed Dom’s face into his neck.

Truthfully, Dom knew that it was silly to be this upset over something so small. It was just that he wanted to make Brandon happy. If it weren’t for Brandon and Ezra, Dom would be all alone in his apartment and miserable. He wouldn’t have had two months of play and comfort. He wouldn’t have been with Remi so much that he felt close enough to ask for what he needed.

He hated that he couldn’t give Brandon back half of what Dom had received from his friends.

“I wanted it to be perfect for Brandon. Now it’s all messed up!” Dom mumbled into Remi’s neck.

“Nothing is messed up,” Remi said while rubbing circles on his back.

“Yes it is.” Dom sniffed again. He felt horrible that he couldn’t give Brandon the animals for the castle. “You need to start an investigation.”

Remi chuckled. “Already located the lost pieces.”

Dom jerked back to peer up at his Daddy. “You did?”

“I told you no one stole them,” Remi explained patiently. “Dane found them in the container with the eye shadow. Must have just been misplaced.”

“Look here.” Dane showed him the colorful molds that Dom needed.

Dom beamed up at Dane. “Thank you, Uncle Dane.”

“You are very welcome. And thank you for trying to make Brandon happy.”

“It’s important,” Dom replied seriously.

“I know. Just remember that being able to play with you is what makes Brandon the happiest. He doesn’t want you upset.”

That was true. Dom nodded. “K.”

“Good boy.” Remi helped Dom climb back to his knees so he could return to playing.

Dom glanced at his friend. “Sorry.”

“You’re the best!” Brandon told him.

Dom blushed. He’d gotten so lost in his playing that he felt silly now. But he shouldn’t because Brandon was smiling as he worked on his castle. And Dom had the molds he needed.

He was just being a silly boy!

“Will you make extra puppies?” Brandon asked quietly.

“Yes!” Of course he would. “Extra puppies coming right up!” Playing was the best. He would make a whole litter of pups and make them in all the colors. He definitely needed to use more of the colors that they had.

They did not have too much Playdough, no matter what the Daddies said.

They were silly Daddies.

Silly Daddies and silly boys.

Dom chuckled.

A whole silly family. Because that was what they were. Family. A family that could go hang out in the basement for hours. Okay, that might sound strange to other people but for them it was wonderful.

Using the puppy mold, Dom made blue, purple, pink, red, yellow, green, and orange. There was just something missing for the puppies. Sucking in his bottom lip, Dom had to put his thinking cap on. What did the puppies need?

Oh! He knew!

“They need glitter!” he determined.

“No glitter!” Remi and Dane shouted at the same time.

“But—” Dom pushed out his bottom lip. “They want to be sparkly puppies.”

“No glitter,” Remi repeated.

“But Daddy—”

“Absolutely not.” Remi frowned at him. “I’m putting my foot down. And remember that last time the glitter dried up the Playdough and you had to wait for us to buy more.”

That was true. Daddy was super smart. He remembered big boy things. Dom didn’t want to be a big boy. He was just a baby after all. “Okay, Daddy. No glitter. They just be colorful puppies.”

Remi gave a sigh of relief. “Great. Colorful puppies are the best.”

“They are!” Dom bobbed his head in agreement.