Tamely Told

09: Middle Man

I was the middle man with two differently great loves in my middle-aged life. Ever since I could remember, I'd been attracted to older men. Much later in life, that attraction morphed to allow the occasional company of younger men, despite my overall preference for older daddies. Now, I was committed to a man in his sixties and a man in his twenties. We kinked it up from time to time, with my daddy as my boy's gramps for some hot generational roleplay. We took turns every week by alternating sides in our shared king-sized bed. We refused to get married until marriage included polyamory. It was either the three of us as husbands or no marriage at all, end of. That didn't stop our love from being valid, though. If anything, it strengthened as time went on. I had to admit that it wasn't easy in the beginning, what with the concern and jealousy in what was completely new for all of us. That eventually went away. We'd grown closer and in love, and we were now inseparable. We were in it for life, just the three of us.

With me as the middle man.