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He laughed at whatever message he’d received. “Franklin is such a slut bag.”
“What did he do this time?” I asked.
“Tate sent me a link. Look.”
I stuck half a mozzarella stick into my mouth as he showed me the screen, and I coughed. Perhaps not the best dinner material! Christ. I peered closer. Jack had uploaded a photo in his album, and it was of Franklin lying spread-eagled on his stomach with a dildo stuck up his ass.
I liked the caption. Jack might be young, but he knew how to keep his humiliation slut happy.
I don’t even need to tie the cock slave to the bed. As long as it gets its ass stuffed, it does whatever I tell it.
“Speaking of Tate,” Cam said, turning to Lucian. “May Noa and I go out to buy Tate and Master Kingsley a gift when we get to Fort Lauderdale?”
“Oh yeah!” Noa nodded excitedly. “We picked out two Squishies to represent them as daddies, and they can give the stuffies to their baby.”
That was sweet of them. Everyone was understandably very happy for Tate and Kingsley. Tate had announced online today that “Life will change irrevocably for Master and me this fall when we welcome our first child into the world.”
“That sounds like a great plan,” Lucian replied with a nod. “We only have an errand and a dinner reservation planned for tomorrow, so there’s plenty of time.”
Great, it was settled. Perhaps we could move on now. Early flight, early bedtime.
In addition, I hadn’t wrestled the PVC sheets onto Lucian’s bed because it was fun. Nor had I stuck to water the past several hours because it was delicious.
I wanted my diaper boys.
* * *
Once I’d placed my luggage at the door, I was done for the day. We were ready for our vacation. The house was spotless, all bags were packed and waiting in the hallway, devices were being charged, and the fridge had been cleared of items that would expire.
Lucian and I headed upstairs, and I had to activate the lift because I was so fucking tired. Most of the time, I could walk up on my own.
“I’ll go make sure the boys are ready,” he said. He walked ahead of me, down the hall, and poked his head into the bathroom. “When you’re done brushing your teeth, you can both lube up properly and put on diapers. They’re under the sink.”
“Aw, man!” Noa complained.
“I told you,” Cam sang. “That’s what the cameras are for.”
I didn’t know why Noa made such a fuss over diaper play. Sooner or later, the humiliation of the play got him off hard.
“I didn’t know Daddy and I would be in your room!” Noa argued. “The cameras could’ve been for something Uncle Lucian planned for you two.”
“Well, it’s not,” Lucian replied mildly. “It’s our last day to complete the wet-sex task.”
Noa huffed. “Okay, so…let’s just go into the shower—Daddy can film—and you pee on me real quick.”
I smirked and powered off the lift as I reached the landing.
“Where’s the fun in that?” Lucian asked. “Besides, Daddy and Cam deserve some fun too.”
And I would get my fun. With my freckles. The note had been clear—it was up to the Owner to decide how the wet-sex challenge should look, and he’d decided. It would be the four of us.
Tightening the grip on my cane, I walked into Lucian and Cam’s bedroom for final preparations. In short, strip down and cue up the videos. The bed had been fitted with the right sheets, we had two cameras and one phone on tripods ready to catch several angles, the light had been dimmed to secure the right balance between cozy and good camera lighting, and we’d cranked up the thermostat a bit.
“You got diapers on your brain if you automatically guess that’s what we’re gonna do…” Noa was muttering to himself in the bathroom.
“Or I can put two and two together,” Cam retorted. “I saw cameras on tripods around the bed, and I knew you still had the wet-sex thing. And since Daddy and Master opted for the bed and not the shower, it’s a fair assumption to go with diapers to prevent a huge mess the night before we go on vacation.”
I smiled and draped my clothes over a chair.
