15. Saxon
Chapter fifteen
Saxon
Why was I so fucking nervous? It was only four days. Actually, less if you considered the travel time, but that was all I had. It wasn’t soon enough to catch a ride on the fancy jet, so Donny and Kay were picking me up at MIA.
Seeing them waiting for me outside the gate was a thrill.
Fuck me with how much I enjoyed these two.
And it wasn’t all about the sex, although that was scorching hot as were the few video-sex calls we’d had.
But I also liked simply hanging out with them, loved their little antics, loved seeing Kay come out of his shell, even when it was kicking and screaming with Donny dragging him, and loved Donny’s exuberance.
I couldn’t get enough, and honestly, I wanted to step more and more into that daddy role to take care of them.
This answered my question of why I was nervous. Balancing them and their insane schedule and actually providing something they needed? Was that possible? And what exactly did that look like? Emotional support? Cheerleading? I wasn’t entirely sure about this—or any of it.
Then they were both in my arms, and I stopped thinking. I closed my eyes, feeling their warmth, and breathing in their scents. Kay’s was a woodsy cedar, while Donny was a refined yet masculine floral-fruit combo.
“We’re going to my house,” Kay said, a proud look on his face.
“I can’t wait. Let’s get going.”
“Do you have a bag to collect?” Donny asked.
“No. I only brought my carry-on.” I gestured to the bag. Then we headed out to a big SUV parked in the short-term lot. I loaded the bag and climbed in with Kay driving since he knew the way best. But honestly, I wanted to drive. Wanted them both in the backseat. Wanted to be the daddy.
When we got to Kay’s house, Donny grabbed my bag, and Kay grabbed my hand.
“We have things prioritized, Daddy.” It thrilled me when they called me Daddy, but I loved it more when Kay did.
He’d taken longer to get to that than Donny had.
He led me up to a small, cream-colored house with a Spanish-tiled roof.
“Oh, you do? What’s first?”
He giggled and led me through a foyer and living room area, which I hardly had a chance to look at, and straight into a bedroom at the front of the house. “Fucking. And it’s my turn to go first.”
“Well…” I didn’t stop him when he started pulling off my clothes. Then Donny came in and helped; they had me naked and on the big king-sized bed in no time. Quickly after, they stripped and joined me. All three of us were hard and ready. The absence obviously made us hornier if not fonder.
Donny worked with me to get Kay prepped, then positioned himself under Kay, ready to suck him off while I fucked him. “He needs the star treatment.”
That did not go as well as expected, though.
Every time I pushed in, it shoved Kay too far, so Kay pulled Donny in front of him and let Donny fuck his mouth instead.
He wiggled down on my cock as he sucked, taking control until he reached for his cock and stroked it.
He came hard, clamping around me, so I went off right after him. But Donny didn’t come yet.
Kay pulled Donny across the bed. “You suck him while I finger him.” He squirted a little lube on his fingers, then slid them between Donny’s legs.
In turn, Donny spread his legs wider and pulled them back.
Kay was far enough to the side that I crawled in and sucked his dick.
I loved teasing him by licking around the crown.
He wasn’t huge like me, but his cock was pretty, and it slid all the way in and to the back of my throat.
I swallowed around him, making him moan loudly.
It didn’t take long for him to come like that.
When he blew, he kept coming and coming, and I suspected Kay was massaging his prostate to get that effect.
Donny was a mound of mush after that, looking up at me with hooded eyes.
I pulled him up to shower and clean up before he fell asleep.
Kay had a big double shower with white square tiles set in a diamond pattern from floor to ceiling.
The floor and shampoo bottle niche had a contrasting tile.
But the important thing was that it was big enough for all three of us.
Barely. There was a little elbowing and shifting around, but eventually we all got clean and met in the bedroom to get dressed.
“What do you guys want to do now?” I asked as Donny brushed out Kay’s hair.
“I want to go to the park,” Kay said.
At the same time, Donny said, “I want McD’s for lunch.”
“Hmm…the park sounds fun, and then we can stop for lunch after that.” I was good at making compromises.
“Can we go to McD’s? Please, Daddy. It’s by the park.”
“Only if we promise to have something a little healthier for dinner. How does that sound?”
Donny cheered, “Yay!”
Kay smiled and said, “Sounds good. I don’t have anything to eat in the house, though.”
“Well, grocery store after lunch then.”
“We’ve only been back a few days and just doing takeout.
We really need groceries. And something special for Christmas dinner.
Right, Daddy?” Donny looked over at me for the answers, and with them letting me make the final decisions, I had hope that this would run smoothly.
Even if they were capitulating for my benefit.
Did it matter as long as it worked for us?
The park was a few blocks away and full of green space.
Donny and Kay got out of the car and ran around like lunatics.
They climbed on the playground equipment and played chase with some actual children.
No one said anything about it. It was simply a couple of guys acting up and entertaining the kids.
Then they sat on the swings, and I joined in on that.
After a little gentle swinging, Donny asked me to push them both since they wanted to go higher. “We need like a race with swings to see who can go higher.”
“Higher or faster?” Kay asked.
Donny answered, “Yes. Both. Push us, Daddy.”
I obliged, pushing Donny first, and then Kay, but after a few pushes, they kicked their feet, getting higher with every pass. I was pretty happy the set was solid, or their combined weight might have tipped it.
“Let’s jump!” Donny called and slowed a little—thankfully—before jumping out of the swing, up in the air, and landing on his feet with a little run. I half expected him to fall but he didn’t
Kay did not follow suit. He slowed, then dragged his feet to stop. “I can’t do that. If I broke an arm or wrist…” He shook his head.
“I forgot. Sorry, Kay.”
“It’s alright. But that looked like fun.”
“It was.” He ran over and tapped Kay on the leg. “You’re it.”
They chased each other a little while longer, but it was getting late.
“Hey, guys. Let’s go get lunch now.” I made a lasso motion in the air to call them in, and thankfully, they didn’t argue or fuss.
We climbed into the SUV, and Kay drove again, while Donny climbed into the backseat, and I got into the passenger side.
When we got to McDonald’s, Kay asked what we wanted.
“Chicky-nugs. And fries,” Donny called out.
Kay got the same, but he picked apples instead of fries.
I wondered how much of that was preference and how much was a keeping in shape because he was a rockstar thing.
I hated the thought of him missing out on anything because of that, but that was his life choice and his decision.
I had made choices that I needed to live up to as well.
I ordered the McChicken sandwich, vowing to do better for dinner and to keep working out.
“Do you have a gym or anything, Kay?”
“Yes. I have two extra bedrooms, and one is a home gym. The other is going to be my playroom.”
“Hey…” Donny said. “We need to work on that while we’re here. Let’s do that tomorrow.”
When we got back to the house, he gave me a better tour, including the playroom he had mentioned, which had some cabinets and a daybed that needed to be put together.
“It doesn’t look like much now, but when I’m done, it’ll be cool.
I have a rug and a net thing to put stuffies in, like to hang from the corner. ”
Kay snorted. “Do you even have stuffies?”
“N-No. Not yet.” He shrugged and looked at his feet.
I pulled him close and kissed the side of his head. “You’ll have stuffies. I’m sure you’ll get some really soon.” I was determined to make that happen. “Maybe we should paint before we start on the cabinets. What color do you want?”
Kay shrugged, and Donny bounced on his feet. “Kay, you should do purple. Or blue…maybe green.”
“Donny, it’s Kay’s room. Let him pick.”
“Yes, Daddy.” Donny looked at his feet but bumped his shoulder into Kay’s and whispered, “Get purple.” His little was entirely too cute and full of energy. But I didn’t want him pushing Kay into something he didn’t want.
“I want a soft blue on the ceiling and purple walls, but not like Grimace purple or plum, like a soft and soothing color. And white trim.”
“That sounds very nice. How about I go out and get paint and supplies while you two move this stuff out of the room? Then we can paint after dinner.” I wanted to see the room put together before I left.
After getting directions to the store and putting the address into my GPS, I took off. I didn’t have much to give the guys for Christmas, so I thought finishing the room was something great I could give them. It was Kay’s room, but they were inseparable, so it was for Donny too.