Chapter 12 #2
“Like I told you before, people like degradation for many reasons. With you, it’s a way of taking those awful things and taking back control of them. You know when I say them, I don’t mean them. It can be an emotional and sexual release.”
“Is that why I stay hard even though I’m crying my eyes out?”
I smile at him. “Yes. During those sessions, I give you an outlet to cry, scream, yell, cuss. Whatever you need to do to release those emotions without repercussions. I may spank you for them, but that’s just to help you let go because I don’t think you’ve been given many opportunities to have feelings. ”
Leland shakes his head and takes another sip of wine.
“No. Crying was a weakness to my dad. He also didn’t care anyway.
When I was seven, I fell off my bike and broke my arm.
You know what he said to me when I started crying?
‘Boys, don’t cry, son. Suck it up.’ When I didn’t stop, he backhanded me across the face.
That’s the last time I cried in front of him, and not long after I stopped crying at all. ”
“You are free to do whatever you need to with us, baby doll. We’ll never hinder your emotions. Also, your dad fucking sucks.”
Leland laughs, loudly and freely. “You aren’t wrong about that. Even though I felt that shame roll through me when he saw us together, I’m actually proud of myself for standing up to him.”
“I’m very proud of you too.”
“Thank you, Vince.”
“For what?”
“For not giving up on me, for opening my eyes to this life. For letting me be myself, and for…just being you.”
“Thank you for giving us a chance. We’ll give you the world if you continue to let us.”
Leland sits up in the tub, leaning toward me. I kiss his soft, pouty lips slowly, savoring everything about this moment. I know it started off rocky, but I feel like he’s finally able to trust us. Leland pulls back and lays his forehead against mine. “I think I’m falling in love with you.”
My breath catches and I put my hand on the back of his head, kissing him hard. “I know I already love you.”
Leland’s smile lights up his whole face. “I think I’m falling in love with Zac too. Can I really have you both?”
“Absolutely.”
“Can I really quit my shit job?”
“You can. You can work for us or be our stay at home boyfriend. I don’t give a fuck as long as we have you.”
“I want to work for you guys.”
“I’ll have everything together by the morning.”
“Thank you, Daddy.”
I never saw myself as a full time Daddy.
Yes, I wanted a boy in the bedroom, but that was as far as it went until I met Leland.
I didn’t even ask him to call me that all the time, he just did it and I fucking love it.
He trusts me enough to put everything in my hands, and knowing that I’ll take care of him is enough to make me want to fucking cry.
Will it always be rainbows and unicorns?
Fuck no. Will there be times I spank him for that smart mouth?
Absolutely, but that’s one of my favorite things about him; his ability to speak his mind and damn the consequences.
He also brings out the slightly immature part of Zac that I love.
“You’re welcome, baby doll. Are you ready to get out? Your water is going to get cold.”
“Yep.” Leland stands straight up in the water. I pull myself to stand to grab him a towel and Leland laughs. “You okay, old man?”
“Baby doll, you’re naked and wet. Do you really want a spanking right now?”
Leland pretends to think about it, tapping his lip with his finger. “Do I get to come after?”
It’s my turn to laugh. “No.”
“Oh. Then I don’t want one.”
I grab the towel from under the sink and help him from the water.
I dry him off and wrap it around his waist. “Next time you won’t get the choice,” I whisper in his ear, making him shiver.
“I’ll just bend you over my knee and spank that perky ass.
” I run my hand down his back, squeezing said perky ass.
“I’ll bring you right to the edge of coming and then back off, only to do it again until you’re begging me to let you come. But…I still won’t.”
“You’re really fucking hot, you know that?” Leland says breathlessly.
I lick across his neck and suck on his wildly beating pulse point. Leland moans when I bite gently and suck harder. I’m going to leave a hell of a mark on him, but I don’t give a fuck. I pull back to admire my handy work, smack his ass and step back. “Go get dressed before Oli gets here.”
“Really hot and really mean,” Leland grouches before stomping from the bathroom. I follow him out and before he gets into his room, he grins, and drops the towel. “I bet Zac will take care of it for me.”
“No, Zac won’t!” Zac yells from the living room. “You aren’t the only one Vince spanks.”
“Goddamn it,” Leland groans and grabs his cock. “That’s not the image I needed right now.”
“Get dressed, trouble.”
I pat his ass to get him moving, and he grumbles while walking into his bedroom. I go to the living room to find Zac kicked back on the couch and I sit down, pulling his legs into my lap. “How are you, love?”
“I’m okay. That was hard as hell to hear, but I’m glad he finally told us. Oliver is on his way.”
“Is he bringing someone with him? He’s going to need someone after Leland talks to him.”
Zac rolls his eyes with a laugh. “Yes, Daddy. Jace and Aiden are with him.”
“I think you’re in need of a session, smartass.”
Zac grins. “You might be right.”
“I’ll arrange it.”
A plan is already forming in my mind, I just need to talk to Leland.
It’s time to show both my men off at the club.