“We’ll talk to our boys—they’ll know something by now. Bull, you’re going to have to go easy on him. Davey doesn’t even think he’s a sub. Pain frightens him,” Bear said.
Bull grunted.
“We’re working on that. He already has a list of things he’ll try, things he may want to try and things that he won’t do. The list of what he will do can get as small as he wishes just so long as it doesn’t preclude spanking.” Jake shook his head, then dropped his head into his hands and spoke through his fingers. “I can’t change who I am. If I try, we are guaranteed to fail.”
“I’ll lead him gently,” Bull promised.
“A kinder, gentler, Bull? This I’ve got to see.”
“Fuck you, Caden,” Bull spat.
“There’s only one person that I’d ever allow to even try to do that and he isn’t here.” Caden leered.
“Never mind your pissing contest, what can I do?” Jake roared. “It’s no wonder the subs get things done. You guys never pull your heads out of your asses to see sunlight. I need help. I can’t lose him.”