Page 39 of Soothing Little Sylmen

Something in his tone made me sit up.

“What’s going on with you? How have you been?” I asked.

He made various noises, none of which sounded all that positive.

“I’m going to need words, Tenn. That didn’t tell me much.”

“Well, if you must know, there’s just a lot going on right now. I have stuff on my mind. I don’t really know what to make of it.”

His words didn’t make much sense, but I figured I’d find out later. If he didn’t tell me himself, then Corrin definitely would. The man loved to gossip. Ironic, given how much the gossip mill loved to talk about him, which he hated. It was probably because he and Tennyson were best friends and he was dating Tennyson’s brother. All in all, it was a giant web of connections that brought us all together. And I’d be adding someone new—really, multiple new people—with Sylmen and his family at the ranch, plus everyone I’d met here at Rawhide that I intended to keep up with.

Coming to Rawhide Ranch had been a last resort, a dream I hadn’t believed would come true. And now I was leaving with the boy of my dreams, starting over in a new home with the freedom to live how I wanted. How we wanted.

“Thanks for talking with me, Tenn. I do feel better now.”

“Of course you do. Everyone feels great after they talk to me,” he teased.

“Yeah, yeah. See you later. And maybe next time you’ll actually have the balls to tell me what’s got you twisted up.”

“I don’t know what you speak of. The line is getting scratchy.” He made a bunch of noises before ending the call.

“Idiot,” I murmured as I tucked my phone away.

I opened the door to find my boy looking at me, his eyes blinking as he laid there still. “Well, hey there, sleepyhead,” I said softly. “You took a little nap. Do you feel better?”

He nodded, then patted the bed beside him. I moved over, pulling him onto my chest. He peered up at me and my heart thumped, overwhelmed with how good it felt to hold him close again.

“I wanted to talk to you about something before we headed home,” I said.

Like always, he stared at me patiently, waiting until I could gather my words.

“I don’t know if anyone has ever tried to help you learn sign language, but I am interested in learning to be able to communicate with you easier. I want to put us on the same level, so to speak. Plus, it would be helpful if and when we travel together since more and more people are fluent these days.”

My boy’s eyes widened and filled with tears. I wiped underneath them, brushing the drops away.

“You are worth learning a new skill for, sweet boy. You are worth the time. You are worth everything and more, and I would love to learn ASL with you. I know you have a rough past with it, but together we can make it fun for you to replace the bad memories.”

His nod came quickly. He wiggled on the bed until I lifted him up, sitting him on my lap. My boy was too cute. He kept wiggling, which of course led to my cock getting hard. I groaned, wondering how I’d gotten so lucky to have someone this perfectly matched to me.

The minute he felt my length, his eyes widened. I wanted to say one more thing before he got distracted, so I gently grabbed his face and made him look at me.

“Baby, I’ve been looking some things up and I wanted to share one in particular with you. You want to learn another sign? It’s pretty easy. I’ll show you, but you don’t have to do it back. You can just watch.” I added the last bit because I didn’t want him to feel pressured once he knew what it meant.

He gave a small nod, so I dropped my hands. Then I lifted my right one and held my two middle fingers down, leaving my thumb, pointer finger, and pinky standing up. He looked at it, then looked at me quizzically.

“This means I love you.”

His hands came up to cover his mouth like he could hold the emotion back.

“I’m showing you this one because I want you to know that every time I show it to you, that is me telling you that I love you. I will use my words too, but in case you ever want another way⁠—”

I didn’t get to finish before his hand was making the motion and he was waving it in front of me, back and forth excitedly.

“You love me?” I asked, my throat thick with emotion.

He nodded again, then waved his hand a bit more before wrapping his arms around me and kissing my lips hard. Him initiating contact sent my body into overdrive. My usual reserve disappeared as I flipped us over, pinning him beneath me. Like a starving man, I kissed his skin and nipped at his body, creating a path downward until I could reach his waistband. The diaper bulged with his erection and I smirked, knowing I was the cause of it. The blur of clothing that flew away as I worked would have been comical had I not been so turned on.

It took me gaining some clarity to realize I needed to prep my boy. Even with as much as we’d shared, he was not going to be able to be filled all that easily. I methodically spread him open after grabbing the lube from the drawer, and when I finally sank into him, it felt greater than before. Like us exchanging our love for one another had taken the connection to another level entirely.