Page 77 of All Tied Up

When they finished eating, Sebastian took the leftovers to the kitchen and cleaned everything up. Neil tried to help, but Jamie clung to his “pillow” so Neil couldn’t stand up. Then Sebastian gave him a kiss on the forehead with a reminder that Da- his Sir was taking care of him this weekend.

That sent a shiver straight through him.

Neil liked the easy transition from friendship to kinky roles and back again. He knew that Jamie did a huge amount of work around the place, and Neil felt like he’d contributed something meaningful with his financial insights. But knowing that Sebastian was taking care of him as his temporary Daddy made him feel small and adored.

The next hour passed in quiet conversation. They talked about first crushes and when they knew they were gay. Then the conversation drifted to their earliest memories and finally places they wanted to travel.

Sebastian got up a few times when guests needed something, and even gave one couple the key to the dungeon. Jamie called out a warning not to use the hook in the back corner of the ceiling because it was loose, and then went back to telling a story about his middle school skiing trip.

Neil knew this was a special weekend, but to just have everything be so out in the open, to talk about going downstairs to whip someone on a cross like it was no different from playing ping-pong, was still surreal.

He was pretty sure that after this weekend he’d feel comfortable going with Levi to a munch or a club. Being around kinky people was a lot more normal than he’d expected.

What would be hard was ever finding anyone who measured up to Sebastian and Jamie. They’d kind of spoiled him for everyone else.

Neil was having such a good time that he was almost surprised when ten o’clock rolled around. Jamie turned off most of the lights and the gurgling fountain. Sebastian put up a sign stating that the office was closed. With it, he left a phone number imploring guests to only bother them in the case of dire emergency. Sebastian moved on to check a few things in the kitchen for breakfast the next morning while Jamie confirmed that the wake-up calls were logged into the system.

It seemed to be a well-worn routine, and it had a cozy feel, like settling in for the night.

And just like that, it was time.

Jamie came up beside Neil to whisper in his ear. “I hope you’re ready. Daddy has such big plans for us.”

“I, um, yes. I think I’m ready.” Part of him felt like he’d been ready for this his whole life. In the safety of his imagination, he longed to give himself up to such perfect, immolating pain and pleasure.

At the same time, he was just a little bit nervous. The idea of hot wax dripping onto his skin sounded erotic, but so had the role playing scene until it was actually happening.

“You’ll love it,” Jamie promised with a soft kiss on his cheek. “And if you don’t we’ll do something else.”

“That’s right, baby boy.” Sebastian came up on his other side, so that he was surrounded and enveloped by the two of them. “This is your opportunity to explore things. If you don’t like it, we can change or just not do anything at all.”

That was a good reminder. “I want to try it, Sir,” Neil confirmed.

“Then let’s go up. Take a moment to freshen up in your room, and then meet us next door.”

Neil assumed that “freshening up” was a suggestion to get himself clean everywhere. He went through the awkward process, wondering if this meant Sebastian might fuck him tonight. Or Jamie? He supposed he shouldn’t assume.

A few minutes later he tapped on their door.

Jamie opened it enthusiastically, ushering him in.

Neil’s eyes first went to the tall pillar candles lined up along the bedside table. The only light in the room came from one lamp on the other side and the flickering flames. It gave the room a cozy, romantic ambiance.

Neil hadn’t imagined that anything so kinky could feel this way, so soothing and intimate.

Maybe it was just knowing that the scene would take place in their bedroom. The same bed where Neil had woken up this morning. The same bed that they never invited play partners up to.

His chest felt warm with the knowledge that they hadn’t just brought him up here last night when he was struggling, but invited him back a second time.

He imagined for a moment what it would be like making a home here. Falling asleep in that bed each night and waking up there each morning. Surrounding himself each day with Sebastian’s caring commands and Jamie’s vivacity.

He almost ached for the possibility of it, but he knew he had to savor what time he had. He knew the two of them already had each other, and they’d been very clear about what his role was.

Neil’s thoughts were interrupted when Jamie walked in front of him. Somehow, perhaps with the way the door opened, Neil hadn’t gotten a good look at him earlier.

But now he couldn’t stop looking. A filmy white negligée floated around Jamie’s torso, outlining his smooth musculature and the swell of his cock nestled in his white panties. He was at once so delicately feminine and confidently masculine that Neil almost forgot how to breathe.

“Like what you see?” Jamie asked, lifting his hands above his head and turning in a slow circle.