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Jack shrugged. "At this point, who can tell? I like the sex well enough to get hard and get off, so it's not like I'm not into it. It's more that given the choice, I prefer men."
"That's okay. Still makes you bisexual, but being bisexual doesn't mean you have to have an equal preference for all genders."
Jack had gotten so used to bi-erasure over the years that it always jarred him to hear someone talk about it in such accepting terms. "Thank you. I agree. But yeah, I'm not out at work. I think by now the men would accept it, considering how long most of us have been working together, but I never saw a reason to tell them."
"Maybe deep down, you fear it would change the dynamics. Like I said, I don't know anything about your job, but I imagine that working in close quarters with your team for six weeks in a row makes you bond. Kind of like a band of brothers type of experience. That might get disrupted if they have to question whether or not you’re coming onto them, as straight men are unfortunately prone to do when meeting a guy who’s not straight."
"You hit the nail on the head. And honestly, as long as I wasn't in a long-term relationship, I didn't really see a need to tell them. But it has made the whole question on whether or not I'm a Daddy more complicated."
"Yeah, I can't really help you there, man. I wish I could, but my only experience is from the sidelines, watching my friend and his boy."
George sounded a little standoffish, as if he was tired of the conversation…and maybe he was. Maybe he didn’t feel it concerned him. "I guess the only way to find out is to experiment," Jack said.
George seemed to freeze, bringing down the fork with a bite of his omelet slowly. "Experiment?"
"Yeah. Find a guy willing to be my boy at least for a few weeks and see if I'm any good at it. Worst-case scenario, I totally suck at it, but we’d have a few weeks of hot sex."
Why had George been the first one he thought of when he’d imagined himself with a boy for a few weeks? None of this made sense.
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Experiment? Jack wanted to experiment being a Daddy? “Erm, where do I sign up for that?” George blurted out before he’d even realized.
Jack’s eyes widened. “You want to be my boy?”
“For an experiment? Sure. You had me at hot sex.”
“Mmm, pretty sure I could hook you up for the hot sex without the Daddy stuff if that’s not what you’re into.”
George looked at his plate. “I’m willing to try.”
“That would involve me setting some clear rules and doling out discipline when you disobey.”
“Yeah, I figured. You seemed kind of excited about the idea of spanking me, so…”
The kitchen grew silent, and when he couldn’t hold it anymore, George looked up, meeting Jack’s eyes studying him. “You’re sure about this,” Jack said slowly.
“I’m assuming I have a way to stop it if I don’t like it, right?”
Jack nodded. “Pick a safeword.”
A safeword. Shit was about to get real, then, even if they’d still have to go over the actual rules. He took a deep breath. “Kale.”
“Kale?”
“That shit is disgusting, so the chances of me using it other than as a safeword are slim.”
“Okay, kale it is.”
“So…”
Jack smiled. “You’re ready for some rules?”
“You already have them? I figured you’d need to think about it.”
Jack chuckled, and the low sound settled deep inside George’s belly. “Nah, with a boy like you, the rules write themselves.”
Uh-oh. George wasn’t sure if he liked the sound of that. Maybe he should’ve inquired about the rules before he signed up. Story of his life. “Hit me with it.”
