Page 73 of Dickathlon

I intervened before Ty could hit him. “He knocked on the door this morning. You were asleep. That’s when he tricked me into making pancakes for everyone.”

“He was shirtless,” Pierce added.

“Oh.” Ty nodded. “Well, don’t get any ideas. He’s mine.”

“I’m not saying anything. I can appreciate when a man’s got assets.”

“Quit digging while you’re behind, Pierce,” William advised and Pierce shut up.

I was happy to take the compliment, and to see Ty a little possessive of me. He was so excited when I agreed to come here for Christmas. We hadn’t had “the talk” yet, other than agreeing to be monogamous, but this was definitely a serious relationship for me. I didn’t want to get too ahead of myself, but now I was pretty sure Ty was as serious as I was. Even though, as Pierce pointed out, I was his first guy.

I was starting to feel insecure about what to call Ty though. Most people called him Ty, but being around his family, he had so many nicknames. I wasn’t sure if I needed to come up with one or if Ty was okay with Ty. Did he want me to be like everyone else or not? I laughed a little as I started to clean up. As I rinsed the griddle before putting it in the dishwasher, I felt two arms encircle my waist.

“What’s so funny?”

“Well…I was just thinking about all your nicknames.”

“Really?” Ty rested his cheek against my shoulder. “Why?”

“Do you want me to call you anything special? Or is Ty fine?”

“You can call me whatever you want. Whatever feels good to you.” He lowered his voice. “Especially if you’re cumming and I’m the reason. I really like when you say my name then.”

“I think I’ll call you My Ty.”

“An excellent choice and an excellent drink.”

I smiled. “Nah, I’m teasing. To be honest, I’m just a little insecure around your family. Maybe insecure is the wrong word. I just feel a little out of my element since I’m new?”

“Was that a question?”

“I think so?”

We laughed together and enjoyed each other’s warmth a bit longer, then Ty helped me fill the dishwasher and clean up the mess I had made. I rinsed the syrupy plates everyone had stacked in the sink and loaded them up too. I had just dried my hands on the towel after washing them, when I felt a soft touch on my arm. I turned expecting to see Ty, but it was Victoria.

“I know it was a little prank, but thank you for going beyond what you were tricked into doing and making such a nice breakfast. Everyone really appreciated it.”

“My pleasure, ma’am.”

“Oof, did you just ‘ma’am’ me?”

“Sorry, lady. Was that better?” Shit.

“Oh, you’ve got some spice to go with that heat, do ya? You and Ty will have your hands full with each other,” she added, leaving the kitchen.

“You certainly kept both of my hands full last night.” Ty was back, and close. I could feel him pressing against my body from behind.

I turned, still in his arms, and met his lips with mine.

“I hope you’re not going commando in those shorts or everyone’s gonna see it,” Ty teased.

I glanced around, realizing we were alone. “Why don’t you find out?”

Ty’s hands slid under my shirt and past my waistband. “Briefs?”

I raised my eyebrows and felt his hand go lower. It found the leg hole and he wrapped his fingers around it and pulled upward, squeezing everything contained in them a little bit. I hissed.

“I was right. I’m gonna milk another load out of you tonight, and this time, I’m taking it all.”