Author's Note: Part 23 is told from Dad's perspective.
All characters are over 18
"You did what now?" Danny exclaimed. This was the first time that the boys had messed up with him. Jack had just told us that he and Kyle had sex with the cleaning guy.
"It just kind of happened!" Kyle started to explain. "Jack and I were messing around and he walked in on us. We didn't even know he was here."
"It's true, Danny. I'm sorry. I meant to text you about him but things just happened so fast." Jack joined in to assist his boyfriend.
Danny had a look on his face that I couldn't quite decipher. I was keeping quiet. I was curious to see how Danny would handle it.
Danny looked to me as if asking for me to take a side, his side. I just held up my hands in a defeated gesture, which earned me frown. That made me feel pretty shitty, so I decided to help him out.
"Danny, can I talk to you?" I asked and led him away to the bedroom. He went in and sat on the bed and I closed the door behind us.
I knelt before him and took his hands in mine. "Danny, I'm sorry that I left you to flounder out there. I wanted to see how you'd handle it and that wasn't fair of me. You don't have the experience that I have and I'm sorry." I really was sorry for leaving him to fend for himself.
"I'm sure that you're conflicted. I would be. It can be hard to strike the right balance sometimes. Tell me what you're feeling." I held his hands tighter.
"I feel a little betrayed and hurt. I asked them not to mess with the cleaners. That's the only thing that I've ever asked of them, and they fucking did it." Danny said with exasperation.
"I know, babe. They didn't mean to hurt you, or to betray you. They're two horny young men and it sounds like Kit is too." I told him gently.
"I've seen firsthand how horny they are. I love that they are. They're both amazing guys." Danny mused.
"And, they're both kind and thoughtful. You've seen that firsthand also." I added.
"Yes, they are." Danny agreed.
"Are you feeling a little overwhelmed by the prospect of gaining two sons?" I asked him next.
"More than a little, if I'm being honest. I'm not much older than they are and suddenly I'll be an instant father to two eighteen year olds. Maybe I'm freaking out a little." Danny sighed.
"And you'll be great." I assured him. I knew he would be. "The fact that you didn't immediately tear into them is evidence of that. It's super easy to just yell and lose your temper, but a good father is more contemplative.
"I promise that I won't leave you twisting in the wind again. We've got this together. You're going to be my husband and I love you." I kissed his hands.
"I love you too, and I love those boys. What do you think we should do about this situation?" He asked.
"What do your instincts tell you?" I hated to turn things around on him but I wanted him to develop his own sense for how to handle things.
"They tell me that we should have a serious discussion. Talk things out. Tell them how I feel." He looked at me for confirmation.
"See, you're a natural." I smiled at him. "You're going to be a great dad." We stood up and embraced. "They're going to love having you as their second dad."
We went back to the boys hand in hand. Danny asked them to join us in the living room. We sat on the love seat and asked them to sit on the sofa. The sofa and love seat formed an L shape, so we could face one another.
"Boys." Danny began in a firm tone. "I want to let you know that what you did hurt me. I understand how it happened, and I get it. However, I did ask you not to mess with the cleaners, so I'm feeling a little betrayed."