“Mm, you two arefire,” Jayne purred. “I like it when you play together. Keep going. But don’t you dare come until I say so, because I think I might want to join you a little later, and I don’t want either of you to be too tired to have fun.”
“Oh fuck.” Caleb broke the kiss and bucked his hips, burying his cock into Everett’s fist. “Please, baby,pleasecome play.”
“In a little.” Feigning disinterest, Jayne lifted his phone and checked for new messages. So far there were none, but according to the small notification bar at the bottom of the conversation, Harlow was typing. It wasn’t like him to be chatty, but the man kept himself so busy that it was nothing short of a miracle that he had any semblance of a social life at all. Between working for his daughter, Evie, and being a committed and attentive partner to Simon, Harlow’s time was mostly spoken for.
Something interesting had to have happened to keep him typing for as long as he had.
LoveHarley: @GlitterDoctor Simon told me that you guys were moved in and the house looks great from the pictures he showed me. theres a spare bedroom right? its been too long since we came to see you plus I need to meet your new men in person. Simon and I didnt find much on them… except for an incident with some underage drinking on a boat when one of them tried to evade arrest by jumping into the water and swimming to shore. there was something about him passing out after he crawled naked up the bank and discovered he was covered in leeches?? Simons still not sure thats legit, but its funny as hell, so theres that
LoveHarley: oh and some bar fights
LoveHarley: nothing too bad, tho, considering what I’ve seen, but they warrant investigation regardless
Jayne’s eyes widened, and not even Caleb’s whimpers of pleasure were enough to drag him back to reality.
The Dads didn’t know he was seeing anyone. Harlow had outed him, and Jayne knew what that meant—there was going to be a virtual frenzy.
KnotMyProblem: What.
KnotMyProblem: The.
KnotMyProblem: Fuck.
Several people started typing at once. Jayne set the phone on his chest, covered his face with both hands, and exhaled through his nostrils. It wasn’t that he was afraid that the Dads would react poorly to the news, but rather that he hadn’t wanted to cause unrest within the group. Knot, their resident drama queen, loved to take the smallest thing and run with it for comedic effect. All his bitching and moaning was in jest, of course, but there were times that Jayne thought he glimpsed a kernel of truth in the things that Knot said.
No matter how hard Knot played it off like a joke, there was no doubt that he was lonely. TD was right to want to help him, but Jayne was of the opinion that they could scour all of New York and present Knot with a line of beautiful men, and they still wouldn’t be enough. Whatever Knot was missing, he’d need to find it on his own before the Dads could help.
Or maybe Jayne was way off base.
Right now, it didn’t matter. Jayne’s buzzing phone would wait for no man, and if he prolonged Caleb’s suffering any longer, there was a chance he’d be naughty and come, and then Jayne’s night really would be spoiled. The nonstop buzzing did give him an idea, though—next time, if Caleb and Everett behaved themselves, Jayne might dig out his sex toys from the inconspicuously labeled box he’d packed them in and see what fun they could get up to with a vibrator.
“Babe, is everything okay?” Everett was starved of breath, but even at the height of his arousal, he cared for Jayne’s wellbeing.
Jayne rolled onto his side, dislodging the phone from his chest, and rewarded Everett with a lingering kiss that hinted at what was to come. “Yeah. I’m fine. My friends are going crazy because my brother’s boyfriend leaked that I have you two in my life, but you know what? I like that they know.” Jayne kissed Everett again, building up the heat between them. Caleb, who was enslaved by the touch of Everett’s hand, moaned in want. When Jayne was done with Everett, he kissed Caleb, too, then spoke in a hushed whisper against his lips. “I like that when they think of me now, they’ll think of you, too—that they know that you’re mine.” Jayne’s lips curled, letting Caleb feel his smirk. “So while I tell them all about how incredible you and Everett are, I want you to keep playing, but don’t forget the rules. If you come, you’re going to disappoint me in front of all of my friends. You don’t want that, do you?”
The sound Caleb made was light like air, but it carried the tremendous weight of his arousal in its tone. Jayne throbbed upon hearing it. Not wanting to give in so easily, Jayne rolled onto his back, picked up his phone, and let Caleb and Everett get back to touching each other. The longer Jayne held out to join them, the hotter it would be. If Caleb and Everett both didn’t fuck him senseless tonight, he would be extremely disappointed.
Gwynning: @LoveHarley, was that a typo? Men?
TeenDad2: OMG HARLEY NOOOO
xVerity: I’m genuinely surprised.
TeenDad2: IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A SECRET
Gwynning: So I’m guessing it wasn’t a typo, then
No, it hadn’t been, but thanks to TD, there was no way that Jayne could pretend it was. It figured. If it wouldn’t have ruined the mood, Jayne would have laughed. There was no hiding secrets from the Single Dads, it seemed. Maybe Knot wasn’t as broken as he’d originally believed—if he was, one of the Dads would have figured it out and let it slip by now.
At least Jayne could rest assured that none of them were spies.
KnotMyProblem: Someone call Shakespeare. I have been SLAIN.
KnotMyProblem: Farewell, cruel world
KnotMyProblem: Let me shuffle off this mortal coil that has been so besieged by the slings and arrows of WTFery
TeenDad2: omgggg Knot nooo. No shuffling!
