Gabriel had always known as a teen that he was Dominant, and into BDSM. Heâd tried vanilla sex a couple of times with men and women, but it had never done much for him. When he started attending college for pre-med he made a point to get involved with the local kink community. They quickly became his home away from home. Over the years, heâd had many play partners and many potential prospects, but heâd never gotten to the point of fully and completely claiming them. Many thought he was too strict. Gabriel had no illusions, he was a Master type Dominant that wanted to live a 24/7 TPE lifestyle dynamic. Someone who was only going to be inky in the bedroom when sex was occurring was not for him.Â
He was, and always had been a perfectionist in everything he did, from school, to work to his scenes and expectations. It got to a point Gabriel began to wonder if the right person was out there for him. Then he met Danny and Connor, and realized there was not one, but rather two perfect people for him. It didn't matter to him that they were married, and being in a poly relationship was something he had considered.
It worked out rather perfectly, in his opinion, being able to indulge his love of a Master and pet dynamic, as well as a Master and slave relationship. Both 24/7 with the exception of the one day a month his submissives spent together. He may not be legally married to either one of them, but that did not stop the love and affection he felt for the two men. Their relationship, their lifestyle was unconventional, but it worked for them and that was all that mattered in his mind.Â
Today he had off work, and so he wanted to enjoy the day with his boys. As he lifted the sheet off of his nude body-Gabriel always slept naked and rarely wore underwear- he stretched for a moment and then got up. He made his way down the hallway toward the kitchen knowing that breakfast was underway as usual. The Dominant ran his fingers through his hair and then strode into the kitchen.Â
âGood morning boys,â he greeted warmly, his French accent evident even after all his years in the states. He made his way toward Connor and bent down to run his fingers through his petâs hair and down his back. Then moved behind Danny. Gabriel pressed himself against the subâs back as one hand moved to rest on Dannyâs hip, the other stroked the subâs chest before it moved down and pressed into his bladder. Gabriel knew it had to be pretty full as he hadnât given the sub permission to relieve himself yet that morning.
Danny had a big grin on his face as he heard Gabriel coming downstairs, and watched him stroke his husband. Connor lifted his head as soon as he felt the manâs hand in his hair and on his back, and beamed up at him. He let out a happy bark, and nuzzled against Gabrielâs bare leg for a few moments, before happily going back to the mess that was his breakfast.
âGood morning, Master,â Danny said softly, a smile still on his face as he felt Gabriel pressing himself against his back, and one hand on his hip. He made sure to keep an eye on the breakfast, one hand on the frying pan, as this wouldnât be the first time that breakfast had been derailed, and burnt to a crisp, because heâd winded up being distracted. He looked down to see Gabrielâs hand stroking his chest, and loved how tactile his Master was.
Danny let out a soft gasp as Gabrielâs hand moved to press against his bladder. Heâd been awake for an hour now, and most of that hour had been spent with a full bladder. âOh, Master,â Danny whimpered quietly, trying to clamp down on his bladder as much as possible.