Page 1 of Their Little Helper

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DALLY

“No. I’m sorry but that’s terrible logic. Useful is a much better indication of a successful long-term partnership.” How did people make such ridiculous decisions about dating? Especially two such attractive men. “What can you do? Home repairs? Balance his checkbook? Do you plan really good vacations?”

There were so many more skills that would be useful long term and practical was incredibly sexy.

“Um, no.” The athletic-looking blond blinked at me as the slightly bored businessman who’d been chatting him up cocked his head curiously. “I…I give good head?”

“That’s not going to work. Eventually his dick isn’t going to work either.” And there was definitely an age gap between the two men, so we had to consider that. “We’ll all get there. It’s nothing personal but we need to figure out other options for you to use as your primary skill set.”

What would they do when the vanilla-looking businessman’s dick was done?

Age gap couples needed to plan better, but they never did.

Okay, we could fix this. They had good chemistry, that’d been obvious just eavesdropping, so we simply needed to push them to talk about more practical things.

Like oil changes and vacations and grocery shopping…the important shit that would make or break a relationship.

God, what if one of them was a grocery store lister and one was a pantser and they couldn’t handle that?

“Let’s try it another way.” Basketball build guy just needed a push in a new direction. Athletic meant hardworking, so we needed to figure out where else he worked hard. “What else makes you feel accomplished?”

He’d been bragging about his sexual skills to begin with, but what else was he proud of?

“You clearly like oral sex and doing well at that, so what else gives you that same sense of proficiency?” Hopefully he could figure out something else that didn’t involve his ass or his mouth. Unfortunately, our bored businessman seemed to think those were a dime a dozen.

“I…oh, um.” Our blond cutie blinked and actually blushed. “It’s stupid.”

Now we were getting somewhere.

“I don’t want to hear that.” Especially since the sexy businessman was clearly paying a lot more attention. The cutie had gone from a hookup to something more. “Feeling skilled or gifted at something is important.”

It kept sexy cuties interesting in the long run.

“I…well…I clean really well.” For some reason he thought that was something to be embarrassed about, but when me and the businessman nodded seriously, he kept going. “I…I like it. And…and I can cook.”

Yep, business guy liked that.

Had no one ever taken care of him?

He looked like the type where even his housekeeper didn’t seem to like him.

“So would you call yourself a caretaker or are you just focused on making a good home for your partner?” The blush was back, but he was adorable and looked so sweet and submissive the business guy shifted his hand to adjust his erection.

For some reason, that was what made our sexy athlete squirm. “I’m not annoying. I can keep that stuff to myself.”

Oh dear.

It was time for his Dom to step in.

“Did you hear that?” Ridiculous. “Someone made him feel bad for wanting to take care of his Dom. That’s terrible. He needs to know how sexy you found that. I’m pretty sure a bit of cuddling would go a long way too.”

They needed less talk of orgasms and erections and more talk about feeling safe and supported. “Then once he’s feeling more secure, an orgasm and a nursing session would go a long way. He keeps staring at your chest but he doesn’t seem like the type to ask for what he wants.”

How people ended up at a Lactin Brotherhood meet-and-greet and didn’t talk about the lactating part always surprised me.

Now they were both gaping at me.

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