Page 30 of Our Little Sebastian
The look on my Daddy’s face was priceless as I took out the dido from its satin cover. “Maybe Daddy could fuck me with this while I train my throat on Papa’s cock.”
I swore Daddy’s eyes rolled back in his head, and Papa made the filthiest growl imaginable.
Papa reached out and pulled me down onto my bed, Daddy crowding from the other side. “We are going to ruin you tonight, baby.”
“Oh yes, consider that a warning,” Daddy whispered before he nipped at my neck.
By the time I was allowed to get off the bed I had been nibbled, kissed, caressed and teased until I was cursing the cage that kept my poor cock locked up tight.
Daddy patted my bottom, smiling. “Don’t worry baby boy, we won’t make you suffer too much.”
“That’s good to know, Daddy.” I hugged my stuffies to my chest and led my Daddies out of the flat.
While Papa got in the front of the Land Rover, Daddy waited until I climbed in, then did my seat belt up for me. He leaned in and kissed me, his tongue tracing my lips urging them apart.
“Damn, that is a pretty picture.” Papa watched us hungrily. “I will expect mine when we get home, Sprite.”
“Yes, Papa.” I smiled as Daddy closed my door. I was a damn lucky man.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
ROMAN
Sebastian and Lilly were busy stringing tinsel about the main club lounge like I had asked them to and were doing a bang up job of it. The club already felt more festive. Tonight we were going to be a full house. Everyone had replied to this weekend’s invite. It was going to be so good catching up with some friends we hadn’t seen in months.
“How have we been so lucky?” I murmured aloud, watching Seb climbing up the step stool to hang some bright green tinsel.
Marco stopped stacking shelves to look over the bar at our boy and shared a smile with me. “Honestly, I don’t know. But from the first time we met him he drew out our instincts. I watch you with him, and you get to finally be that caring doting Daddy you have always wanted.”
I smiled, thinking about this afternoon when we’d gone over our kink list together. I’d only been nervous about one thing really, the inclusion of diaper play, but Sebastian’s eyes had lit up with excitement and curiosity, even though his words had been tempered with caution. There was something about diaper play, about taking care of my boy’s most basic needs, that thrilled me to the core, and that Sebastian was willing to try it for me profoundly affected me.
I wasn’t the only one running on a high because of our boy. Where I was a caretaker, Daddy Marco thrived on pushing boys to their best, using control and dominance, and more than a little bit of rough play. My reservations for Sebastian had eased slightly when I’d seen him light up at the thought of Marco chasing him through the hedge and claiming him, but we’d both agreed that would be a few months away yet—but a few games of hide and seek with the loser getting fucked where they were found was on the cards. Sebastian had cockily assured us he was the best at hide and seek, and would never be found. I didn’t share our sweet baby boy’s optimism.
Speaking of fucking, tonight we were going to claim our boy, fuck him and fill him full of our come, and leave no doubt in his mind that he belonged to us.
“Are we falling too fast?” I asked, wincing as I watched Seb hang rather precariously off the ladder to hang a large glitter bauble.
“Probably, but when has something like that ever stopped us?” Marco’s blonde brows lifted as he smiled at Sebastian. “Look at him, Roe. He’s so fucking perfect. I’m already imagining what it’s going to be like next year, and the year after. You have always been my one perfect partner, the love of my life, but I’m realising letting Seb in is only going to make us stronger. I’m not going to use stupid lines like ‘he completes us’ because we were a perfect deal to begin with, but Seb brings us something new and lovely, and something that we can all build on together.”
I brushed an errant strand of hair from Marco’s cheek. “When did you get so wise?”
“Not so wise, I just don’t need to dig as deeply into the whys and hows as you do.”
I relaxed in Marco’s arms. “So, tonight.”
I felt Marco move behind me. “First our baby gets to play his heart out, then we get to take him apart.” Marco’s voice dropped down. “I can’t wait to watch you take our boys arse for the first time. You know it has to be you for his first time. You’ll make sure to take it slow, make it good for him.”
I reached back to cup Marco’s cock through his trousers, smiling at the images his words brought to mind. “You’d make it good for him too, love.”
“Probably, but I’d be too eager and want to take him hard and fast, and I want to build our boy up to that.” Marco kissed my cheek then pulled away, smiling. “I need to get the decorations out and take them to the tree. We want to have it done before everyone arrives tonight.” I nodded, looking over my own list. The caterers would be here soon and they could deal with the stress of feeding the hordes. I would plan our private Christmas meal for the three of us myself, but tonight we would have thirty hungry club members to feed before we came back inside the club to celebrate.
Sebastian and Lilly were going to flip when they saw the surprise I had for them. I just had to make sure they didn’t see until it was the right time. We were going to have a full house tonight and a good number of Littles with their Daddies and Mummies.
Now where was our boy? I could see their little hands had been at work around the seating area. The sofas and armchairs were festooned with fabric bows attached to the arms, and fabric holly leaves. I had let Seb take whatever he’d needed from the Christmas collection we had amassed, and he had let out such an overjoyed yell I’d thought he might do himself an injury. Sebastian had suggested calling Lilly in to help him with the decorations, and a plan had been hatched. It was only a little after three pm and the club looked amazing. The caterers would be here in an hour to set up the grand dining room. It was mostlyfinger foods and nibbles, and I made sure to include things the club’s Littles would enjoy. Speaking of which, there was no sign of the mischievous twosome. Back inside the club proper, I heard the unmistakable giggles of two Littles at play. Heading towards the sound, I couldn’t stop the laughter that erupted from me when I entered the demonstration room. The Saint Andrew’s cross—and pretty much every other bit of equipment—had been festooned with tinsel and baubles. I had to admit, the two hanging baubles at the join of the cross was a funny touch. Sebastian and Lilly were looking very pleased with themselves.
“Now what have we here?” Lilly and Sebastian spun around, giggling.
Sebastian grinned his green eyes alight with mischief. “You said we could decorate everything, Daddy.”
