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Story: Hitting the Jackpot
Still TJ was their friend and Lake didn’t want to objectify his friend.
“Relax, Lake,” Dom patted his back. “When Remi and I interviewed TJ for the job, he asked if he could indulge in his kink here. He likes being watched. And this is a safe space for him.”
That was okay then. And TJ was a very attractive man.
“I’m going to go see if Jesse is out of the shower—” Lake turned and squealed.
“What?” Brandon and Ezra shouted.
Dom turned and groaned. “How long have you two been standing there?”
“For quite a while,” Remi replied.
Jesse was smirking.
“Busted!” Brandon giggled. “We’ll call you later.”
“Why don’t you boys turn around,” Remi suggested.
“Shit! Hi, Daddy!” Brandon said before the phone was disconnected.
“It’s not what you think,” Lake said, holding up his hands.
“You’re not ogling your pool boy?” Jesse asked.
Dom snickered. “We have a pool boy.”
Remi growled.
“We were just looking!” Dom defended.
“That’s all you better ever do,” Remi told him. “Now come help me bring the breakfast dishes in.”
“Fine.”
Lake looked over at Jesse.
Jesse was still smiling as he strode forward.
His Daddy didn’t look mad. In fact, if Lake wasn’t mistaken, Jesse’s gaze kept going to the window.
“He’s attractive,” Jesse said. He threw his arms around Lake’s shoulders then turned them back toward the window.
“TJ’s a great guy too,” Lake said. “He has three degrees and loves to build things.”
“Baby. It’s okay to watch if that’s what he wants.”
“I know. I guess it just feels weird.”
Jesse turned Lake to face him. “You can just keep your eyes on me. I liked to be watched by my boy.”
Lake smiled. That he had no problem with.
“Breakfast!” Dom announced as he carried in a bowl.
The delicious scents had his belly rumbling. He’d worked up an appetite both last night and that morning. Being with Jesse was like living in a dream. Lake had spent so much time hiding and not being himself that he was ready to wake up and none of this be happening.
Even that morning Lake was wearing a bright blue-yellow shorts and camisole set that he’d never been brave enough to put on around anyone. Jesse had found it in Lake’s drawer and had dressed him in the outfit.
“Relax, Lake,” Dom patted his back. “When Remi and I interviewed TJ for the job, he asked if he could indulge in his kink here. He likes being watched. And this is a safe space for him.”
That was okay then. And TJ was a very attractive man.
“I’m going to go see if Jesse is out of the shower—” Lake turned and squealed.
“What?” Brandon and Ezra shouted.
Dom turned and groaned. “How long have you two been standing there?”
“For quite a while,” Remi replied.
Jesse was smirking.
“Busted!” Brandon giggled. “We’ll call you later.”
“Why don’t you boys turn around,” Remi suggested.
“Shit! Hi, Daddy!” Brandon said before the phone was disconnected.
“It’s not what you think,” Lake said, holding up his hands.
“You’re not ogling your pool boy?” Jesse asked.
Dom snickered. “We have a pool boy.”
Remi growled.
“We were just looking!” Dom defended.
“That’s all you better ever do,” Remi told him. “Now come help me bring the breakfast dishes in.”
“Fine.”
Lake looked over at Jesse.
Jesse was still smiling as he strode forward.
His Daddy didn’t look mad. In fact, if Lake wasn’t mistaken, Jesse’s gaze kept going to the window.
“He’s attractive,” Jesse said. He threw his arms around Lake’s shoulders then turned them back toward the window.
“TJ’s a great guy too,” Lake said. “He has three degrees and loves to build things.”
“Baby. It’s okay to watch if that’s what he wants.”
“I know. I guess it just feels weird.”
Jesse turned Lake to face him. “You can just keep your eyes on me. I liked to be watched by my boy.”
Lake smiled. That he had no problem with.
“Breakfast!” Dom announced as he carried in a bowl.
The delicious scents had his belly rumbling. He’d worked up an appetite both last night and that morning. Being with Jesse was like living in a dream. Lake had spent so much time hiding and not being himself that he was ready to wake up and none of this be happening.
Even that morning Lake was wearing a bright blue-yellow shorts and camisole set that he’d never been brave enough to put on around anyone. Jesse had found it in Lake’s drawer and had dressed him in the outfit.
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