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)
“I can play and be naked.” Somehow Joel managed to say that while looking utterly innocent, and it just got more confusing as he looked down at his lap. “How are you doing? Do you want to be a tiny rocket ship?”
I should’ve thought the cage plan through just a bit more.
Chapter 20
Tate
At some point I was going to have to figure out when I could laugh at Joel’s antics and when I had to treat them seriously. But in my defense, he made it really hard to decipher on my own and Dean wasn’t any help either. He just looked perpetually baffled.
“He’s going to be a tiny rocket ship.” Joel didn’t help Dean’s confusion any as he looked up and gave me a beaming smile. He was incredibly proud of himself for figuring out what his dick wanted to do…and somehow seemed to have started sliding back into little territory again.
With a cage on his dick.
But his Daddy had put the cage on so maybe that had something to do with it?
Dean had done a badass job of remembering the instructions Derek had given us and he’d looked confident as he’d worked it over Joel’s dick. I’d thought there would be more drama involved, but Dean seemed to have talked himself up before he’d come in.
His heart had probably been pounding a thousand miles an hour, but he hadn’t shown it. Dean was going to need hugs and cuddles later for being so brave, but for the time being, I had to pretend not to notice that part.
Being the all-the-time Dom was harder than I’d expected.
But I was doing a badass job too, so I nodded to the cheeky little. “We’ve got a plan. I’m glad he knows what he wants.”
My ridiculous reply got a giggle from Joel and an eyeroll from Dean, but both responses were well within their normal ranges, so I knew we were all good for the time being. And Joel proved that by flopping back on the bed. “I’m so cute.”
And dramatic.
The excitable description had Dean shaking his head. “Yes, you are, and you did a very good job of being relaxed when it went on. I’m very proud of you.”
We’d kept his brain fairly distracted so that probably helped, but Joel nodded and beamed up at his Daddy. “I kept it tiny. I kept telling him he had to stay little and be good. I didn’t even come.”
Daddy.
There was definitely an unspoken Daddy at the end of that sentence, even though I couldn’t decide if Joel knew how it’d sounded or not. But the way Dean was handling everything so easily said he hadn’t figured it out.
He’d have worried more if he had.
“You were very good and I’m proud of you and your penis for working so hard for him to stay soft.” There was a sparkle in Dean’s eyes as he delivered the praise, but he didn’t laugh and sounded entirely serious.
Was he actually proud of Joel’s penis?
Was he proud of Joel but had just included his penis to be nice and that’d made it come across as sincere?
I had questions, but I had to put a rocket ship on a caged penis first.
“I’m proud of us all for having a plan.” Joel had already started giggling, but he squealed when I grabbed his ankles and gave them a quick tug to bring him closer to the end of the bed. “Gotcha.”
Before Dean could say anything, I looked over at him. “I was careful and couldn’t have hurt his penis doing that.”
Bingo.
All the worrier could do was sigh.
So I leaned over Joel and pretended to whisper conspiratorially. “We’ve given him something else to worry about.”
That got more laughter from the little who was loving all the attention and it got a dramatic huff from Dean…which just made Joel find the situation even funnier.
“My penis is fine.” When he finally stopped laughing, Joel smiled at Dean and reached down to pat his cage. “It’s snug as a bug in a rug.”
Dean rolled his eyes. “It’s snug as a worm in a cage.”
And the giggles were back.
I was having a hard time keeping my laughter under control too because that’d been funny even if Dean had made the comeback without thinking. “Your worm is all safe.”
Joel was shaking, he thought the whole thing was so funny, and it made catching his legs difficult, but by the time he calmed down, I had his lower half covered. “Alright, rocket ship in place. Now it’s time to sit up and then we can go play.”
Nearly bouncing up, he was so excited, Joel was wide-eyed and nowhere near an adult as I dangled playing in front of him. He even put his hands up like he knew I was supposed to finish dressing him. “Which one? Can I have juice? I need more chocolate chips. Can we have nuggets and noodles for dinner?”