Then he tackled our sweet little lamb, and did exactly what Daddy had just told him to.
“God, you two are sexy,” I said as Isaac moaned and panted into Jules’ mouth, palming myself and forgetting, for a moment, that I’d had any other purpose than to enjoy the erotic perfection of the two of them coming together so uninhibitedly.
They were… perfection.
Jules was stubborn and strong-willed, with a tough exterior that had been carefully constructed to hide a delicate, fragile heart. He needed a firm hand, to be sure, but he also needed to be seen and heard on his own terms and in his own time.
Today had been a breakthrough for us, but I had no doubt that his fears and insecurities would flair up and test my patience and strength again. And again. And again. But eventually, whether it took six months or six years or sixty years, he’d realize that he’d never be able to break either. I would give him all the time and patience and understanding he needed, for as long as it too, because I—
Didn’t love him.
Not yet.
But I was rapidly falling in that direction, with both of them, and I had no doubt that it was what the future held. For all three of us, if I was lucky.
And it wouldneverbe a chore to deal with Jules’ outbursts, or his over-the-top attitude, or his chaotic, distrustful streak. On the contrary, it was a privilege, as today’s spanking had proven to me.
It had meant just as much to me as it had to him, and no matter what he threw at me in the future, I knew that the payoff—the aching sweetness of his trust and submission—would make it all worthwhile.
Seeing him sparkle—not just on the outside, but all those gorgeous parts inside him, too—whenever I gave him the time, attention, and caring that he craved, made my heart sing. There was no other feeling quite like it.
Except for the way my sweet little lamb made me feel.
If Jules was the sparkle and flash that my life had been missing, Isaac was the shy, quiet charm that my heart had needed. I was pretty sure I’d started to fall for him the very first time he’d looked up at me through those long lashes of his, blinking through the lenses of his adorable little glasses, and stammered out my name.
No, not myname. Another word.
Daddy.
I’d known in that moment that he was destined to be mine, and I was already his. I’d also known that I wanted to make his first time in bed with another man meaningful and special, and while I hadn’t planned for the today to unfold the way it had so far, I couldn’t have picked a better time to show Isaac just how much he meant to me… and I couldn’t imagine a better way to make it more meaningful and special than to have it includebothhis men. His Daddy and his boyfriend.
And yes, theywereboyfriends. They’d just never seen it.
Or maybe they’d just needed permission to admit it.
I collected lube and a condom from my toiletries kit, then pulled my flushed, panting boys apart and led them into the bedroom.
“Are you sure you’re ready for this, my sweet lamb?” I asked Isaac, knowing he was beyond ready but wanting to hear him say it out loud.
For consent, always… but also because hearing those words would do something to my heart that I’d always cherish.
Isaac smiled up at me, his habitual shyness replaced with an eager, open trust that I’d work every day of my life to be worthy of. “I’msoready, Daddy,” he said, that ready blush coloring his cheeks. “I’m… green?”
I laughed, pulling him in and kissing him soundly.
“I’m so glad to hear it, baby.”
“And I’m so glad it’syou, Daddy,” he said, the shyness back as he peeked up at me. “I didn’t really know what I was waiting for—”
His eyes darted to Jules for a moment, and I think we both knew what hethoughthe’d been waiting for, but Jules would play a different role in his sexual awakening.
“—but I’m… I’m really glad it means my first time will be with you,” Isaac finished. “I just, I really want to be good for you? If I can. I don’t really, I don’t really know how, but…”
“That’s what your Daddy is for, sweetie,” Jules said, wrapping his arms around Isaac from behind. “That’s why I made sure to pick you a good one.”
He winked at me, sassy brat.
“To pickusa good one,” Isaac said, one of his small flashes of being assertive rearing its head. He turned in Jules’ arms to face him. “Daddy isourDaddy, Jules. I know what you said last night, but… but I think you were wrong.”
