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Like honestly, what?

Marek made a face. “It makes it sound bad. I just meant that we can support you. We don’t want you to struggle when we have more than enough. I don’t mean that we’d be paying you to stay with us. That’s not what I meant.” He looked to Leon for some help.

Leon smiled. “What Marek means to say is that you can take your time to decide what you want to do. You have financial stability, if you want, while you put your plans into action. If you want to go to university and forge a career, we can fund that. If you want to stay here and be a house boy in a silk robe and slippers all day, we would support that too. It’s not about paying you, as Marek said, but about support.” He looked around the room. “We have enough money, enough investments, to provide for the three of us several times over.”

I couldn’t believe what they were saying.

Marek took my hand, frowning. “I need to add something. I would also like to point out that sex is not a requirement, nor an obligation. That isn’t part of this. If we agree to be in this relationship, we need to be clear from the start. Our previous agreement was based on sex and gratification, role playing. Relationships andgrowing together emotionally and sharing our lives is more than that. If sex is something we feel we can?—”

“Okay, stop,” I said, shaking my head. I was starting to feel a little overwhelmed. “I want what we had. I want all of what we used to have. I want to be your boy, I want you both to be my daddies, to have me however you want. We agreed all those months ago to make it a regular thing because it was fun and the sex was amazing, and the connection was intense. For the three of us. That doesn’t have to change, does it? When I said I wanted more...”

I wasn’t explaining this right.

“When you said you wanted more, what did you mean?” Leon asked.

“More. I just wanted... more of us.” I looked at them both. “I see Benji with Nolan, and he’s this huge emotional support pillar in his life now. And Fitch and Dominic... Dominic does things for him, they do things in public. And now with this court case coming, I know Nolan and Dominic will be there with them every step of the way. And I would be there alone. Because we had the NDA. We had an agreement that we could never be public, I could never discuss anything. I couldn’t even tell them your names. And I understood why you insisted on it; you have professional reputations and careers, and I get that.” I sighed. “At first the contract made me feel secure and the secrecy was fun. But then it felt like a shackle. I finally wanted to tell them how happy I was, but I couldn’t. I wanted to talk about how amazing you both were, but I couldn’t. I wanted you to be there for me...”

“But we couldn’t,” Marek finished quietly.

I nodded. “That’s what I wanted. More of that. More normalcy, more honesty. A relationship, not an agreement. I was so close to finally being happy, finally feeling safe and secure and with two of the most amazing daddies ever, but I felt like I couldn’t quite break the surface. I was drowning in it, and I needed something to change before it killed me.”

Marek squeezed me and Leon rubbed my back, giving me all the time I needed to talk this through.

“I want sex,” I said, looking at Marek. “Thank you for telling me I am under no obligation to provide that service, but I need you both to understand maybe you both have obligations to me?” I chuckled. “To fuck me thoroughly, to be my daddies, to help me be the prettiest femboy, one who makes his daddies happy and proud. That’s what I need.” I made a face. “If that’s okay?”

Marek snorted and Leon laughed. “Oh, I think we can accommodate that.”

I took a deep breath. “And thank you for the offer of supporting me, financially. That’s something I will need to think about. And I know that’s probably crazy to you, because it’s insanely generous and I have nothing.” Literally. “And being a houseboy in a silk robe and slippers sounds like a dream,” I said, smiling at Leon. “The opportunity for university is... well, it’s not something I ever thought possible, and maybe that’s a way for me to finally contribute. Eventually. I don’t know. I’ll need some time to think about that.”

I let out a long breath.Here goes nothing.“I still wantto do the solo videos with Fitch and Benji. And I don’t expect you to understand my reasons. But I promised them. We made a pact years ago to stick together. They are my family, my brothers. And if that Only Fans account could be our way out, on our own terms, then I want to try. Not just for them, but for me too. We need to do this.”

Leon put his arm around me. “I get it. You don’t need to explain. Achieving financial security on your own is a huge deal. And I’m proud of you for giving it a shot.”

I nodded quickly. “It’ll all be anonymous, I promise. No face shots, nothing recognisable in the background.” I’d told them all this before, when I’d first brought it up weeks ago, but I still felt the need to explain.

“It’s more than that,” Marek offered gently. “It’s thinking about your future, setting goals, wanting better lives. Knowing you deserve a better life. Taking back control of your life.”

I nodded, getting teary all over again.

He got it.

They both did, but Marek nailed it. “Yes. Exactly,” I whispered. I felt so relieved, so blessed to have these two by my side. “Thank you, both of you. It all still feels kind of surreal.”

Leon kissed the side of my head. “I know you’re tired. We still have more to discuss, like living arrangements and public outings, what we tell people, if we tell them anything at all. Have a think about anything else you want to discuss, anything at all, and we can chat again once you’ve rested some more.”

I was tired, that was true.

Marek felt my forehead again. “How are you feeling, sweetheart?”

“I feel so much better,” I said. “Like the heaviest weight has been lifted off my shoulders. I’m so relieved and happy and grateful for you both.”

But there was something that couldn’t wait. Something I had to tell them.

“I just...” I sighed. “I need you both to know that I’m very happy to be included, to be part of your lives, and the fact you both love me is the best thing to ever happen to me. I just can’t hardly believe it, to be honest. Like this is all some kind of dream I’ll need to keep pinching myself to see if it’s real.”

“It’s real, darling,” Marek said, smiling.

“I just need you both to know...” I made a face. “Your marriage to each other, your vows to each other, I know I’m not part of that, but I need you both to know I respect that. More than anything.”

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