Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 75143 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 376(@200wpm)___ 301(@250wpm)___ 250(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75143 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 376(@200wpm)___ 301(@250wpm)___ 250(@300wpm)
Then the other.
A soft penis stretches more than I think.
Joel liked pain, so worst-case scenario was that he’d orgasm before I could get the damned thing on.
“I…wow…um, I probably would’ve said yes because it’s polite and then would’ve gotten confused after that.” Joel took a breath and let it out slowly as his gaze got even more intense, but he didn’t safeword or even ask questions. “Most guys jump from asking out to eat to other stuff really fast.”
Spreading his legs wider, he mumbled something about it being amazing under his breath, but his brain kept going on what he would’ve done about the food guy. “I…I think if you guys had explained what I was but we hadn’t been doing all this, I’d have probably told him I was demi and needed to get to know him first.”
As Tate and I nodded, I worked at getting the rest of the sleeve where his penis slid into in place. Joel was looking at it like it was the most insane thing he’d ever seen, but his brain hadn’t left the other conversation behind just yet. “I don’t think he’s the type to pick out a cage for me or to spank me, though. I think…I think he’s another sub?”
With my newfound knowledge, I had to agree with him. “The Dom to sub ratio at school has gotten slightly fucked this last year, and…and I think someone needs to do a bit of outreach. Like those missionary people who try to save your soul…but the BDSM kind.”
Tate laughed but nodded. “Subs asking other subs out because they’re sweet and they can feel a connection doesn’t really help.”
“He…he might not even know he’s a sub.” Licking his lips, Joel nearly folded himself in half bending over to look at his new toy.
One that didn’t seem to be pinching him or hurting him in any way.
Fucking hell that was stressful.
“I wonder if he wants his own cock cage?” Joel’s words trailed off softer as he slowly moved his hand over and poked the smooth restraint. “Oh wow. I bet all the subs on campus want this.”
Oh.
“We’re going to go over the conversational rules about sex toys later, but for now, don’t startle people by bringing it up.” Tate seemed to realize how badly that could go, but Joel just nodded distractedly as he studied his penis.
“But I’m so cute.” Joel’s voice held just a bit too much awe in it for me to be comfortable.
“You have to ask us before you can show it to anyone else.” I didn’t think I should’ve had to say that, but when Joel looked up and pouted, I glanced over to Tate for backup.
When I just flung my hand toward him and glared, he chuckled but did his best to fix the situation. “We read situations better than you do. We’re not saying you can’t show it off, but we’re going to help you decide who to talk about it with and who it makes sense to show it to.”
Scrunching his face up, Joel looked like he was mentally debating if he was going to pout or not. He finally settled on not, and sighed. “Fine, but give me an example.”
Okay.
Tate looked to me and raised an eyebrow. The Dom equivalent of you got us into this mess. Fine. “There are several subs in the building who are open-minded enough and curious enough that they’d be comfortable talking about it and probably ending up in a Show and Tell kind of situation.”
Joel perked up and he actually looked away from his cage for more than five seconds, so I knew I was on the right track. “We just all need to be on the same page with it, but I’m not telling you no or never.”
That wouldn’t be reasonable at all.
But what else would be a low-stress compromise?
“And at some point, we need to go back and show Derek how it looks.” Nodding toward Joel’s packaged dick, I gave a half shrug. “He’s going to want to see how adorable your cutie looks.”
That sentence was still weird, but it was worth it because it got a sappy smile from Joel. “You like it?”
“Yes.” Leaning over, I kissed his cheek. “It’s really small this way and it makes it…I don’t know, I guess very unobtrusive?”
I wasn’t sure if that was the right word but it made Joel look down at his lap curiously. “That’s a good way to see it too.”
Maybe?
While I was mentally debating that, Tate chuckled again and finally walked over to the bed. “It’s very cute and I’m glad you like it.”
Me too.
“But now we have to decide if you’re going to wear pajamas or just stay naked so you can show off your cutie.” Tate glanced between the two of us. “I’m flexible, but I was promised playtime.”