Inside, Rom handed him the phone and charger. “We’ve already programmed our numbers into your favorites for you. And Ina and Chad’s, the store, and Aunt Roberta and Uncle Mike. I listed them as emergency contacts with the school, too. So if something ever happens, they’re the only ones legally able to sign you out if Colton and I can’t come do it.”
Clay burst into tears again and threw his arms around Rom in a hug. “Thank you!” Then he hugged Colton. “Thanks! This…this isawesome! I’ve never had a phone before.”
“Never?” Colton asked.
“No.”
Rom took it from him. “Let me show you how it works…”
Once they finished that quick orientation, Rom returned it. “Three rules—One, Colton and I always have the right to look at your phone. We’re paying for it, and you’re under eighteen, so we own it. When you’re older, if you want to work part-time to pay for your own phone, once you’re eighteen, then that’s your phone. Two, I’m going to have a monitor activated on it. There’s unlimited data, but I see you doing stuff on it you shouldn’t be, including using it at times you should be in class or sleeping, I’ll deactivate the extra features so all you can use it for is basic phone calls. And three, no naked pics, sendingorreceiving. You’ll lose it completely if you do that. If someone sends you something like that, you need to tell usimmediatelyso we can deal with it. Besides, that’s against the law for kids, and you could get expelled. Got it?”
Clay nodded. “I promise! This is so cool! Thank you!”
Rom patted him on the shoulder. “Go change clothes, and then show us what you’ve got for homework.”
“Yes, sir. Oh, they’re going to get me a tablet.” He set his backpack on the table and rummaged through it to find a form, which he handed to Rom. “All the kids use them, but I need this filled out before they can give me one.”
Rom took it. “Okay. We’ll get this done for you.”
“Thank you.” He headed for his bedroom.
Colton noticed the smile on Rom’s face. “What’s that look for?”
Rom indicated the form. “We’re dads. Still having a hard time believing it.” His smile widened. “This is really cool.”
* * * *
Friday morning, they took Clay to school and dropped him off before returning to the apartment for a fortunately uninterrupted fucking—in their bed—that left them both drowsy and come-drunk.
Happy.
Colton curled up against Rom and wore an adorable, blissful smile. “That was wonderful, Master.”
He played with Colton’s hair. “You were pretty awesome yourself.”
Rom’s phone vibrated with a text on the nightstand, and he checked it to find it was from Kent.
Party weekend after next. Y’in or pass?
Rom smiled. “I think I can take care of the spanking issue for you, boy.” He showed Colton the text.
“Oooh, yes, please! We can ask Chad and Ina to let Clay come over for the evening.”
Rom texted him back.
Yes, please. Been a weird week and we’ll need the play time.
Rom’s phone rang seconds later.
“What’d you mean a weird week and you’ll need play time?” Kent asked. “Aint’cha on your honeymoon?”
“Well, sort of, in theory.”
“Uh, you got married in my backyard. What happened?”
By the time Rom finished telling him the story about fifteen minutes later, Kent sounded ready to kill. “You needanythingfor him—I meananything—you’d better tell me, and I’ll make sure we make it happen.”
Rom held Colton a little tighter, overcome by emotions. “Thanks.” He tearfully laughed. “Might regret that if we need help with college tuition.”