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After a while, I’m aware of their murmuring voices, but I’m too out of it to decipher any particular words. It’s only when I start feeling their mouths on my body do I stir, realizing they must be eating the sushi hands free now. I shiver as lips and tongues trail across my skin. It feels like August hums, the vibrations tickling as they transfer between us. The giggle escapes my throat before I can stop it. I bite my cheek to try and regain my composure, but there’s no dialing down the grin that’s overcome my face.

“Hello, little treat,” Tallis’s voice rumbles, sounding amused. He nips at my earlobe and rolls one of my nipples between his finger and thumb. It’s sticky with residual soy sauce as it forms a hard bud. “Are you coming back to us? You were very good serving lunch for your Daddy.”

“Thank you, Master,” I say breathlessly. My thoughts are still syrupy, but I’m definitely more present again, and my cock is throbbing as August ghosts his lips along the length.

“Are you hungry, sweet boy?” he asks me.

“Uh,” I say reflexively. I’m not sure if I am or not. My tummy is full of butterflies. But I haven’t had anything since breakfast, and it’s mid-afternoon now, so the answer is probably yes.

“I think your Daddy wants to feed you, little treat,” Tallis explains with a chuckle. The handcuffs jostle, and I realize he’s setting me free. “You should eat something.”

“Okay,” I agree. “I mean…yes, Master.”

“Good boy,” he tells me as he massages my wrists. They’re not particularly painful due to the padding, but it still feels nice and it shows me that he cares.

I feel very cared for right now, just like I have all weekend.

Tallis moves down the table to release my ankles. My limbs all feel like jelly, but I quickly discover I don’t have to worry about that.

The blindfold slides from my eyes, and I blink even though the lighting is low and romantic. The gentle Japanese music is still playing and the air is warm. It’s funny how I wasn’t really aware of that during the scene. I would have expected my senses to be heightened without sight, but it’s like I got to take a nice little vacation from my brain for a while.

I feel wobbly and sluggish as August helps me to sit up. What’s left of the sushi falls off my body, and I try not to knock any of the dishes displayed on the table as I swing my legs around and August pulls me into his lap.

“You’re so beautiful, baby boy,” my Daddy says softly as he presses a small ball of rice against my lips. I chew it down, then he encourages me to suck the lingering sauce from his fingers. “You should have seen yourself with all the pretty sushi on. Our Master did such an amazing job decorating you.”

August continues cradling me to his chest and feeding me tidbits from his lunch, interspersed with sips of water. Tallis moves one of chairs closer to us. “Don’t worry, little treat,” heassures me as he selects a sliver of charred red pepper. “I took plenty of photos so you could enjoy my hard work later.”

He grins then puts the pepper between his lips and leans toward me. Without needing to be told, I sit up to meet him halfway and take the pepper from him with a kiss.

“Good boy,” he says gently, his eyes shining as he holds my gaze.

For the next several minutes, my Daddy and my Master take turns feeding me. I’m naked, so there is something hot about it. But it’s more sensual than sexy as they quietly take their time making sure I’m satisfied.

As my stomach fills, I realize that my heart is getting heavier and heavier. I try and fight it because this is supposed to be a fun, flirty moment. But all I can feel are the seconds ticking down until the time when I have to leave in a couple of hours. This is probably going to be our last scene together. I don’t have any right to make it sad. The arrangement was always just supposed to be for two days, and the contract was clear that my main purpose was to make August happy.

I don’t want our time to end, though.

By sheer force of will, I hold back any tears and manage not to blab any of the thoughts flying around my head. But I just spent the last half hour teetering on the edge of wondering if my life has been fundamentally changed by the two men currently beside me. It’s like they’ve altered my brain chemistry. I’ve got no illusions about ever dating anyone vanilla again. This kind of kink is clearly the dynamic for me.

More than that, though, the idea of walking away from my Daddy and my Master is breaking my heart.

But they’re not looking for a boyfriend. Tallis was perfectly clear that they’re a happily married couple who rarely play with the same sub more than once.

I don’t have a place here beyond this weekend. I’m lucky to have even had that. How many people can say they’ve had the honor of being somebody’s birthday present? Not many, I bet. Tallis choseme.August delighted inme.

It would be selfish and ungrateful to spoil that now, so I try and brighten my attitude, smiling at Tallis from August’s lap. But my Master doesn’t have that usual sparkle in his eyes. He reaches forward and pulls me from August to join him on his chair, hugging me as I curl against him, sitting across his thighs as he rocks me slowly and kisses my temple.

“You’re a very special boy, Oliver,” he says softly. “Thank you so much for gifting us with your presence this weekend.”

August drags his chair even closer and wraps us both in his arms. “You’ve been the best birthday treat I could have ever dreamed of,” he tells me thickly.

We stay like that for a while until Tallis lets out a breath and straightens up. “Come on,” he says, encouraging me onto my feet. But not for long. Before I know what’s happening, he sweeps me up in a bridal carry. I squeak and throw my arms around his neck. It’s pretty fucking hot how easily he’s holding me. When August also stands, Tallis leans in to kiss him over me, and I sigh happily.

This experience might almost be over. However, I’ve got a banquet of memories to take home with me that will last forever.

Wordlessly, Tallis carries me and leads August upstairs. I assumed we’d head to either the spare bedroom to play or the main bathroom, but Tallis takes us into their main bedroom and then into the en suite where I haven’t been before. I don’t question anything, though, as he places me down and gets the water going in the shower over the tub. Once it’s warm enough, he helps me step under the hot stream, letting all the residue from lunch wash away.

I allow the water to cleanse me as I watch Tallis undress August, taking his time kissing his husband as he slowly gets him naked. Then he guides August toward me where my Daddy joins me in the tub, his large hands immediately working sweet-smelling gel over my body and through my hair.