Chapter 13 Oliver
Oliver
This is all very mysterious.
I’ve been in a bit of a strange state since August and I had our date last week when he asked if I wanted to keep seeing him and Tallis.
If I wanted to date them. To be their official boyfriend.
I still haven’t given them a definitive answer because I keep swaying between euphoria and complete disbelief that this could be true.
Although, what’s the alternative? They’re playing an elaborate trick so they can laugh at me for believing anyone would think I’m that special?
I don’t have a great self-esteem, but even I have to admit that seems unlikely.
They wouldn’t have asked me to join their relationship if they didn’t mean it, I’m sure.
But I’m still having trouble wrapping my head around the idea that I could be this fortunate.
That these two incredible, sexy, accomplished men would seriously be this interested in me.
August said we didn’t have to rush into anything, so I’ve been telling myself that it’s okay to stay in this odd limbo state until I see them again.
However, seeing as the executive car Tallis arranged to pick me up is now pulling into their driveway, I guess I’m probably going to come to a decision sooner rather than later.
I actually know what I want. It’s what I wanted before I even left their place last time.
And that’s to see them again, for as long as they’re interested in me.
Getting what I want feels impossible, though.
Like I didn’t do enough to earn it. So I’m scared that if I accept it now, it’s going to hurt so much more when I inevitably lose it.
Things like this don’t happen to unremarkable people like me. The first weekend was outrageous enough. Yet here I am, about to embark on another adventure with my sexy Daddy and our Master.
I might even get a bit of Daddy Tallis as well if I’m very lucky. But that’s probably too greedy to hope for on top of whatever else is about to happen.
Tallis just told me they were planning something special.
August hinted it was to show me how serious they are about dating me.
I’ve seen what lengths Tallis went to for his husband’s birthday, and it wasn’t even one that ended with a zero.
Surely this couldn’t be anything like that, could it?
He and August have been together for like fifteen years.
They’ve only just met me. It would be ludicrous to think they’d go to that kind of effort for me tonight.
Right?
The car is already paid for, so once the driver parks, I thank him and get out with my overnight bag which feels ridiculously inadequate.
I don’t know what I’m in for, but like last time, at least I have my toothbrush and some fresh clothes for tomorrow.
I have to work a shift in the afternoon, unfortunately, so I needed to make sure I had at least something presentable to leave in.
I watch as the driver leaves, headlights disappearing into the night, then walk up to the house. Before I can even reach the door, Tallis opens it, and I’m not kidding when I say he looks like a god.
A Greek god, to be precise.
The lighting in the entrance hall is low and enticing, silhouetting him as he stands and waits for me. He must have heard the car or been watching the doorbell camera or something to greet me like this. It makes me feel incredibly special, I won’t lie.
“Hi,” I say shyly as I get closer, drinking in the sight of him dressed in a one-shouldered white toga, held together with golden clasps.
His feet are bare and his light brown skin is gleaming in the porch downlights.
I try not to shiver as I reach him, but he looks like pure sex.
My classics lessons come back to me, giving me images of Dionysus or Bacchus, the Greek and Roman gods of good times.
“Oliver,” he says warmly, holding the door open with one hand and hugging me with the other arm. He smells spicy and his skin is deliciously warm against mine. “Please, come in. We have a surprise for you.”
I step over the threshold to find August waiting for me as well.
He looks even more like a debaucherous deity, with just a scrap of pristine white cloth wrapped around his hips, secured under his soft and hairy belly.
Now that the door is closed, I can hear low music playing.
It almost reminds me of a heartbeat, and something about it makes my skin tingle and my cock ache.
Then I hear something else that sends a shiver down my spine. Voices.
There are other people here.
I’m not sure what that means, whether I should be nervous or excited. More than I already am, that is.
“What’s going on?” I ask with an apprehensive laugh.
Not because I don’t trust Tallis and August, but because I’m worrying I missed a memo and was supposed to come in costume.
Their togas don’t look like the ones from house parties I’ve been to during my time at Paddle Creek College, though.
Usually, students just tie a bed sheet around themselves and call it a day.
But these outfits look well-made and expensive.
Surprisingly, that thrills me rather than making me feel intimidated. It shows they’ve made an effort.
For me.
“We’re having a celebration, little treat,” Tallis explains.
“Just for you,” August adds, confirming what I was just thinking and making me blush with pride.
“Oh, wow,” I say, feeling a bit dumbstruck.
I want to ask why, but I’m conscious I’ve asked them that a lot. But is this really because I’m still on the fence about whether or not to accept their offer to officially date? Are they really that invested in me?
Instead of voicing any of those questions, I blurt out the simplest concern on my mind. “Was I supposed to dress up?”
Tallis hums and cups the side of my face, allowing me to melt into his touch. “There’s only one thing you’re supposed to be wearing, little treat. Are you?”
My blush deepens as heat rushes through my whole body. As per Tallis’s instruction, Daddy August’s butt plug is nestled in my ass, making my hole throb in anticipation. Traveling over here with it in made me feel like I had the most salacious secret.
“Yes, Master,” I tell him breathlessly.
“Good boy,” he replies. I feel like I’ve been waiting years to hear those words again, even though it’s not even been two weeks.
“Do you want to know what your surprise is?” August asks eagerly. His enthusiasm is infectious, and I feel a burst of such strong affection for him, it almost snatches my voice away.
“Yes, Daddy,” I manage to say.
“We’ve invited some friends over for a party,” Tallis explains, brushing his thumb over my cheek. “A banquet, more precisely. We have plenty of food and wine, but what they’re most hoping to feast on is you, little treat.”
I blink, unsure what he’s saying. “Okay,” I say, my pulse racing as I try and go over the possibilities. But Tallis continues to explain.
“Our friends are all Daddies we’ve met on the scene.
When we explained that we wanted to show off our brand new boy to prove how excited we are that he belongs to us, they agreed it would be fun to join in.
So the plan is to get you changed into something delicious, introduce you to them so they can play with you for a bit while we watch.
Then they will watch on as your Daddy and I fuck you until we come all together. ”
If I thought my heart was beating fast before, now it feels like it’s trying to hammer its way out of my chest. That’s a lot to process and my thoughts are lurching between confusion and raging horniness.
What he’s suggesting…it sounds incredible.
But I could hardly believe both Tallis and August would be that interested in me.
Is he really telling me there’s a room full of men waiting just for me?
“Or,” August jumps in as I stand there with my jaw hanging. “We can go join the party, but you just have sex with me and our Master. Or we can watch the others playing and wait to have our fun when we’re alone.”
“Or we can call them all cabs now if you hate the idea that much,” Tallis adds. His voice is so warm and his touch on my face still reassuring, it doesn’t leave much room for me to let my anxiety get the better of me.
If I really wanted to call the whole thing off, I know they’d do it. More to the point, I know they wouldn’t be mad at me, either. That reassurance makes me feel so special and taken care of already.
I do feel like I need to get all the facts before I make a decision, though. Because, like everything since I answered Tallis’s ad, this feels too good to be true.
“Um, if they’re all Daddies, who would they have sex with if not me?”
Tallis gives me an easy, lopsided shrug. “One of them brought his doll. They’re a couple who love sharing at parties and the boy will happily let anyone his Daddy wants to fuck him. He’s also here to help warm you up, if you’d like to play with him.”
“He’s very pretty,” August assures me. I’m not entirely sure I understand everything they’re saying, but if there’s a backup plan, that makes me feel less overwhelmed already.
Tallis frowns slightly. “Not as pretty as our little treat, though, Augie Pie,” he says, making my heart soar.
August gives me a look that’s beyond fondness. It’s adoration as he slips his hand against mine and squeezes. “Of course not. Our baby boy is the most beautiful.”
Their praise is helping calm my worries down. They’ve given me so many options, I can’t make a wrong choice. I just have to make the best choice for me.
“So we could watch the Daddies playing with this human doll?” I clarify.
“And some of them are switches,” Tallis explains, like we’re discussing a grocery list. “Unless you want to send them all home—which is still an option—there are many ways this orgy can happen.”