Chapter 54
54
TOBY
It could have been hours. It could have been days. I don’t fucking care. Waking up smooshed between my two favorite people after a marathon of kinky fuckery is how I want to live the rest of my life. From the moment Shy’s dick exploded onto my face and he licked it clean, I swear my brain shut off. I want to remember details, but everything just blurs together in a kaleidoscope of kinktopia.
After they made me the center in the reverse version, they proceeded to make my fifteen year old self’s fantasy come true and made me the center in their Eiffel Tower. I think I blacked out from sheer sexual overload when Shiloh was pounding in my ass while I was choking on Donnie’s schlong and the two of them were making out above me. I have a vague recollection of being released from everything and held upright in a shower, but it’s all fuzzy.
“Toby, go back to sleep,” Shiloh mumbles before rolling over to give me his back. Usually at home, we swap spoon positions like this when we wake each other up, but I’m not tired anymore. I glance to my other side and see Donnie sprawled on his back with his right arm above his head. Pretty sure he had that arm around my waist when we settled in after the shower.
Shower. Bathroom. Need to pee…
I wiggle my way carefully down the center of the bed, grateful that Donnie is not the kind of person who tucks in the bottom of the blankets, and race to the bathroom to empty my bladder. As I am washing my hands, I look at myself in the mirror. I can’t stop the goofy grin that shows up on my face when I notice the faint red marks from where the straps of the harness and straightjacket dug into my skin during my struggles.
Glancing down, I’m really glad that my morning wood waited until after I peed to pop up. It’s not easy to aim when you’re hard.
After flushing and washing my hands for the second time this morning, I glance at the clock on the wall in the hallway and see that it is fuck early o’clock.
I should go back to bed. I want to go back to cuddling with my… what do I call them?
My boyfriends? I think it’s too early for that one.
My lovers? Ugh – too soap opera-y
My best friend and my… What did Shy call him to get him all riled up last night?
OWNER
Oh my sweet baby Jesus, that’s perfect!
Peeking into the bedroom, I see that my best friend and our Owner are still asleep. If I go back in there now, they will just wake up and then all of us will be awake at a quarter till bird thirty. Instead, I think it’s time to reveal to Shy where I’ve been going during the evenings. It’s time for me to show off what I’ve learned, especially since I’ll be graduating from there in a couple weeks.
It's time to prove I’m not a screw up.
I’m gonna make them the best damn breakfast on the planet as a thank you for last night.
I skip over to the pantry and realize that breakfast might be reaching. Pulling open the fridge, I notice the trend continues and the smile falls off my face.
Where the fuck is the food?