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Who knew girls could be fun?
The year was 1975 and I was young and new to the gay scene. Having recently move to the city from the small town where I was born and raised I had discovered a world I never knew existed. As a boy I had always known I was different and took every opportunity to explore my budding sexuality with my friends, but it wasn't until my senior year of high school that I finally admitted I was gay. Even then I was afraid to come out to any of my friends or family.
I finally took a job in Tulsa, a forty five minute drive from my sleepy home town and though I commuted for a few months I finally moved there in the summer of 1975. I shared an apartment with a fellow worker in the beginning but eventually he moved out to live with his girlfriend and I moved into a one bedroom apartment in the same complex.
During the week I was this straight acting dude who no one suspected of liking guys but on the weekend I became someone else. I remember well how I first discovered the gay scene. I had been cruising Mohawk park, a popular spot for gay men, and hooked up with a young dude who introduced me to the bar scene. There was The Friends Lounge, a beer bar where the younger dudes hung out and uptown there was the Taj Mahal and Tiffany's and way over on the north side The Bamboo Lounge. Other clubs would come and go over the years but downtown was the heart of the gay scene back then.
Part of the gay scene downtown included a strip of several blocks near the Y where young dudes would hang out and hustle. On any given night you could drive the strip and see them standing on the street corners on display for any guy willing to spend ten or twenty bucks for some fun. I admit I was intrigued by that scene, but I was young and popular and never really considered paying for something I got for free.
I seldom ever went home alone on the nights I cruised the bars, and when I did it was usually my choice for whatever reason. One of my favorite places to hang out was the Friends Lounge. As I said before a lot of younger guys hung out there, guys 15 or maybe even 14, because back then on one really checked ID's. I was fortunate to bed several of these "chickens" and never failed to be amazed at how much more they knew about sex than I did.
One night I was watching a hot young dude in a skimpy pair of shorts dance on the little stage they had there when I was nudged by someone behind me. I turned to see what I thought was a cute boy with a beer bottle in his hand but when he spoke I knew something wasn't right.
"Can I sit with you? I'm Bobbie, by the way. It's so crowded in here tonight," Bobbie said loud enough to be heard over the music.
I was above all else a gentleman and I motioned Bobbie into the seat across from me and went back to watching the dancer.
"Nice huh?" Bobbie said following my gaze.
"Yeah, he's really good."
She laughed, "I bet he's good in bed too. That's what you like huh?"
"What? Oh, yeah who wouldn't?" I said grinning.
"You're cute. What's your name," Bobbie said ignoring my question.
"Uh...Robert," I said warily.
"Robert and Bobbie, that's cool. So Robert...do you only like guys or do you like girls too?"
"Just guys," I said looking at the cute slender person across from me. If he was a boy he was just about my type, small and soft looking, but if she was a girl she wouldn't hold much interest for me.
"Too bad," Bobbie said taking a sip of beer and looking away for a moment, "Have you ever been with a girl?"
"I dated a few in high school, but we never really did anything except kiss or hold hands."
"So...you don't really know if you'd like it or not," Bobbie said sounding hopeful.
"Wait, before we go any further...I need to know something. Are you a girl or a guy?"
"You have to guess," Bobbie laughed, "What do you think I am?"
I was stumped, the way Bobbie was dressed it was hard to tell. Bobbie's clothes were loose and it was hard to tell what was beneath them, but if that was a girl's body beneath that shirt she certainly didn't have much in the breast department. I was confused. Why was Bobbie playing this game? If he was a guy and wanted to get with me all he had to do was say so and I'd be ready and willing, but if she was a girl...well, that was a different story.
"Well...I guess you're a boy, "I said nervously.
"Why don't you come back to my apartment with me and see," Bobbie said grinning.
"What if I get there and you're not a boy?"
"Would that be so bad? Maybe it's time you found out what being with a girl is really like."
I sighed, "I'm gay. I like guys...why is that so hard to understand?"
"I'm gay too," Bobbie said confusing me even more, "but I like both."
"So...you like girls and boys?" I asked. I guess it wasn't anything I hadn't heard before, but it still seemed strange.
"Uh huh, but right now I want you," Bobbie said reaching across and taking my hand. For the first time I noticed just how small Bobbie's hands were and suddenly I knew the truth: Bobbie was a girl.
I kept telling myself, "I don't like girls" but my body was telling another story. I was aroused and hard as a rock just from her touch and I had no words to explain how I felt. Maybe I had been wrong about girls all along, maybe I could change if I'd just give in. Problem was I wasn't sure I wanted to change. I loved being with guys, I loved the taste of cock and the feel of a tight ass around my cock, but damn it if at that moment I didn't think I wanted to try a girl for once.
"Come on...just go with me to my apartment..if you change your mind you can go. Please...." Bobbie pleaded.
"I don't know, I'll have to think about it," I said getting control of my runaway emotions.
"Okay, I won't beg or nag you. Hey, let me buy you a beer...."
We sat and watched the dancers and talked and pretty soon I realized I liked Bobbie and it didn't matter if he was a guy or a girl. Of course liking someone and having sex with them was a whole different story, but one thing led to another and as I got drunker and drunker the idea of going home with Bobbie didn't seem so bad.
So around ten when most of the clientele moved downtown to the drink bars I agreed to go home with Bobbie. By then I knew for certain that Bobbie was a girl and though I was still unsure of what would happen I was at least curious enough to follow her home.
She lived a few miles away in a small one bedroom apartment that was cluttered but clean. The first thing I did was ask to use her bathroom and after I'd washed my hands I did a little snooping. Sure enough there were the usual feminine products around and my suspicions were finally confirmed.
I took a deep breath and walked back out intending to tell her I'd changed my mind but when I stepped out she was waiting for me naked as the day she was born. For a girl she had a rather plain body. By that I mean she didn't have the curves a girl usually has and her breasts were almost nonexistent.
Her body was nice actually, smooth and boyish, and if not for the obvious lack of boy parts she could easily pass for a teenage boy. Her hair was actually shorter than mine which was shoulder length and between her legs there was only a small sprinkling of brown hair that looked downy soft.
I stared curiously at her pouty pink lips, my first glimpse of a real live vagina, and thought to myself that maybe I could do this if I just closed my eyes and pretended it was a boy I was with and an ass I was fucking. Crazy huh?
She moved against me and I was surprised to find that once again I was hard as a rock. She looked up at me (she was at least six inches shorter than me) and smiled. "Oooo...it feels big," she cooed. And what guy doesn't like to hear that?
"It's average I guess...you, ummm look nice. Not what I expected...really nice."
She smiled shyly, "Thanks, I know you like boys and I sort of look like one so...what do you think. Can I help you get these clothes off?"
I was powerless to resist and soon I stood naked before her, red-faced but excited as she once again praised my manhood. Then before I could react she was on her knees with my 6" uncut cock in her mouth doing things no one had done before. To say she was expert at cock sucking was an understatement, I think she must have written the book.
But as good as that felt she wasn't about to let me get off that easily(no pun intended). I would have been perfectly happy to blow my load down her throat but I knew it was only polite that I give here something in return.
Up until that night I had never seen a real live female naked let alone a vagina but suddenly I had this urge to touch and feel and maybe even lick that smooth little crack between her legs.
I don't know if it was instinct or the beer but I found myself guiding her to the bed and pushing her gently onto her back. At first she must've thought I was going to fuck her but when I knelt between her legs she gasped out loud and cried "yesss" causing me to become more determined to do my duty.
I don't know what I expected. I'd been told pussy smelled like fish, but her's smelled like strawberries and skin and when I opened it with my fingers it released a musky smell that caused my dick to throb. I guess even a gay guy isn't immune to nature.
I kissed her pubis just above her slit and she shivered and moaned lowly. I nuzzled her pubic hairs and they smelled like soap and that musky aroma I'd detected earlier. I was mad with desire and I couldn't explain it if I had been asked to. Without thinking I stuck out my tongue and found her clit and began to lick her as she squirmed and moaned and thrust up against me.
Grabbing my head and guiding me she moaned lowly and cried out several times and when she came the first time she was so loud I feared the neighbors could hear her. I brought her to orgasm about five times with my tongue and the last time she raised up and pulled me onto her.
She kissed me deeply and I responded eagerly. If there was one thing I'd learned in my experience with girls it was that they were good kissers and I had always enjoyed that.
"Fuck me Robert," she whispered into my ear, "I want to feel you inside me."
"Uh..don't I need a condom?" I stammered not believing this was happening.
"I'm on the pill....I won't get pregnant, and besides I want to feel you come in me."
"Oh, okay," I muttered, "but...this is all new to me. I don't really know what to do."
"It's easy, I'll show you. You'll see it's as natural as breathing."
I felt her soft breath on my face and I realized my heart was beating so fast I could feel the blood pounding in my ears. I looked down at her cute sweet face and I was lost. Letting her guide me inside her I slipped into her tight velvety glove and I was in Heaven.
I fucked slowly, marveling at how good it felt and wondering why I'd never done this before, but when I came I knew why. The truth was I liked boys and though being with Bobbie was nice, she was simply a substitute for what I really wanted.
I kissed her more out of obligation than desire but I wasn't fooling either of us.
"If you want to go, that's okay," She said looking up into my eyes and smiling.
"I'm sorry. I...just need to go home and sleep this beer off," I lied.
She laughed, "I understand, trust me...I do. It's okay. I wouldn't have missed the chance to be with you, but I know it was a one time thing. But for what it's worth, you were amazing. Your boyfriends are very lucky."
"Thanks, you...you were great too. I never knew how good it could feel...now I know."
I peed and got dressed and she walked me to the door wearing only a pair of silky panties. It was as if she were trying to hide the fact that she didn't have the equipment I desired most.
She raised up on tip-toes and kissed my lips quickly, "Thanks. I'm glad we met."
"I..I'm glad too. Now I know what it's like."
She nodded, "It was wonderful, but I know it's over and done. Take care of yourself. Maybe I'll see you around."
"Yeah, maybe so," I said as I started out the door, "And thanks. It was nice, really nice."
But I never saw her again after that. Though I frequented that bar up until it shut down in the early eighties I never saw or heard from her again. I didn't mind really. It was best that way. It might have been awkward or uncomfortable for us both and anyway I only wanted guys after all.
As I got older I frequented the bars less and less and by the time this story really begins I had stopped going all together. I found the occasional lover here and there and I had a few gay friends but mostly I concentrated on my job and my hobbies and gave up the life of a gay stud.
It was 1986, I was thirty two and my life was pretty predictable. Back then you didn't hear much about gay couples living together but, I knew a few and had more than my share of offers. But I chose to remain alone counting on the occasional tryst to satisfy my sexual needs.
I had a nice two bedroom apartment on the south side near where I worked and drove a nearly new car and lived a fairly happy life. My mom and the rest of my family still lived in the town where I was born and raised and I visited them at least once a month, but most of the time I was either working or indulging in my many hobbies.
In late September the county fair opened and I had my tickets already bought. I was supposed to go with a friend, but he had canceled at the last minute so I was all alone that night as I walked through the gate of the biggest and best fair in all of Oklahoma.
I loved the fair and hadn't missed a year since I was 16. I loved the sounds, the smell, and most of all the food and I had brought a pocket full of mad money to indulge my taste buds.
I walked around for a while just to see what was going on, checking out the hot guys and making mental notes of things I'd want to come back to. Walking always helps me work up an appetite and I headed to one of my favorite places to eat. It was always there, year after year, and had some of the best polish sausages on the fairgrounds.
I ordered one with peppers and onions and a large drink and finally managed to find a table in the big outdoor dining area. I had taken a couple of bites when I saw a women headed my way with a young boy in tow.
I took mental note of how small the woman was and something about her tripped a switch in my head, but I didn't figure it out till later. The boy looked to be ten or so and was a good looking kid with hair the color of honey and a fit looking body.
As they got closer I noticed the boy had green eyes and I thought that was pretty cool since my eyes were green and a bit of a rarity. I took another bite of my polish dog and when I looked up they were gone. I shrugged and went back to my people watching and eating my dog and pretty soon I caught sight of the woman and boy again and this time they were headed for my table.
There weren't many openings left and after all I was only one person tying up a whole table so I didn't expect to be alone for long. As they settled in at the other end of the table on the opposite side I sneaked a look at them again.
The boy looked familiar but I couldn't quite place him and the woman who had tripped a switch in my head before was now staring openly at me with a surprised look on her face.
"Robert?" she said suddenly and the switch she had tripped in my head flooded my brain with recognition.
"Bobbie?" I said almost choking on my dog.
She smiled, "What are the odds. You look just the same," she said in that same sweet voice that I remembered.
"You look amazing," I said honestly. Time had indeed been very good to her. She had filled out a little and I noticed her tits were a little bigger and I wondered just how old she had been back there in 1975 when she showed me the wonders of boy/girl sex.
"Oh..well..thanks. Oh..this is my son Cody," she said finally introducing the boy who was now openly staring at me as if to say "who is this guy?"
"Hi Cody, I'm Robert. I..um knew your mom a long time ago." About ten years ago, I realized as another thought came into my head.
Looking at the boy again I suddenly realized why he looked so familiar. When I had been his age and stared in the mirror that was the face I had seen. Oh my God, I realized, this kids looks just like me.
Of course it took me a few seconds to digest what that meant but when I did I found my hands were shaking. Bobbie gave me a little shrug and suggested that Cody go get them a funnel cake. She handed him a ten dollar bill and told him he could keep the change and he bounced off happily to the concession stand.
"Is there something you'd like to tell me?" I said still not wanting to admit what I already knew.
She blushed, but nodded, "I guess it's pretty easy to see where he gets his good looks, isn't it?"
"Don't try to butter me up. Why didn't you tell me....I would have...I don't know, been there for you...for him. Hell, I'd of even married you," I said growing agitated.
"I'm sorry. When I found out I moved back to Kansas to live with my folks. I didn't know your last name and I never went back to that bar where we met. I know it was wrong, I should have tried to find you, but after a while I just forgot about it. I was busy being a mom and going to school. I studied nursing and I'm a registered nurse now. I just moved us back here last year. I work at St. Francis in the pediatric ward."
I calmed down a little, what she said made sense, we were strangers who shared a moment of intimacy and neither of us expected anything from the other. But I wondered, what went wrong?
"But you said you were on the pill..."
"I...I lied. Okay, you can hate me if you want...but I wanted to get pregnant. I wanted a child and I needed a man to make that happen. You have no idea how long I looked before I found the right man to father that child. I chose you Robert because I thought you were handsome and sweet and would produce an offspring with those same qualities and I wasn't wrong. Oh Robert, Cody is so wonderful. He's the perfect child."
I turned to watch the perfect child standing in line waiting for his funnel cake and sighed. I had to admit it was sort of flattering to have someone say those things about you and it was obvious the kid was a chip off the old block.
"So I was just a sperm donor?" I said softly, "And you never intended for me to see my son?"
"I never really thought about it that much. I lived in Kansas, you lived here and even when I moved back I didn't know if you were still around or what your circumstances were. It wasn't intentional...it just happened. I'm sorry...do you forgive me?" She said reaching over and taking my hand as she had so long ago in that little beer bar called The Friends Lounge.
I frowned, "So what now? Now that I know I can't just walk away and forget that I have a son..who by the way looks exactly like I did at that age. I could show you pictures...."
She smiled, "I thought so. He's sweet natured like you too." She looked his way and looked thoughtful, "I have no objection to you getting to know Cody, but I think it should be his choice...don't you?"
I hadn't thought of that. What is he didn't want to know his father? What if he was perfectly happy the way things were?
I nodded, "I suppose you're right, but...maybe we shouldn't tell him right away. What if you just said I was a good friend and you wanted us to spend some time together?..like now maybe, we could hang out here at the fair and get to know each other better."
She smiled, "I knew you would be like this. You're a good person. You care about him and you only just found out he exists. I'm willing to let you do this your way. I messed things up all these years but I will do everything I can to give you two a chance to have some sort of relationship."
"Okay, fair enough. You suggest we hang together then and I'll treat both of you the rest of the night."
"You don't have to do that, but if you want to treat him to a few things that's your privilege as..a father," she said grinning.
Father, what a great word. I might be gay but like most men I wanted someone to carry on when I was gone. I thought about my mom, she would be thrilled to know she had a grandson. She had taken my being gay pretty well, but I always thought she regretted that her only child would never give her a grandchild.
Cody returned then and I looked closer at him. He had that same spattering of freckles across his nose that I'd had as a kid and despite what I had thought back then it made him even cuter. I wondered if he felt as self conscious about his looks as I had at that age, but he seemed to be pretty self-confident.
"So Robert and I have been talking and since we haven't seen each other in so long we wondered if you would mind if he joined us for the rest of the evening."
I wasn't aware I was holding my breath until Cody answered and I finally released it.
"Sure, no problem," he said smiling shyly, "Do you like to ride stuff, cause mom gets sick and pukes," he giggled.
"The more puke inducing the better," I laughed, "you name it..I'll ride it."
"Zingo first I guess," He said glancing behind up toward the huge wooden roller coaster.
"Piece of cake," I said grinning, "When I was 18 I rode it 7 times in a row with three of my best friends. Of course two of them puked their guts up afterwards, but not me."
Cody laughed and the sound was magical. I had only met him and I already loved him. He was my flesh and blood, his flesh and blood fashioned after my own, and when I looked at him I saw a little me. I guess I must've been staring too long or maybe I was crying....I don't know, but suddenly I realized Cody was standing next to me pulling at my shirt sleeve.
"Let's go now...okay? I want to get in line before it gets too long."
I looked over at Bobbie who was smiling, her eyes glistening with tears, "You boys go on. I'll meet you at the exit."
Cody grabbed my hand then and pulled me up and I could barely keep up with him as I followed him to Bell's where Zingo stood looking menacing and bigger than I remembered. In those days Bell's Amusement Park was on the fair grounds and became part of the fair each fall. In later years the fair board made Bell's move so they could have more parking. Despite rumors the amusement park never reopened anywhere else and is now just a memory.
We rode Zingo twice and when we rejoined Bobbie she seemed happy. We rode the gasoline powered cars next and even Bobbie found those tame enough. I wanted to ride with my new found son, but I knew he wanted a car of his own and so I took the car behind his and Bobbie brought up the rear.
Afterwards Cody said he needed to go the bathroom and I went with him. I needed to pee too, but most of all I didn't want to lose sight of him now that I'd found him. I didn't really worry about his safety, back then kids were pretty safe everywhere, but I wanted to stay close to him.
I took the urinal next to his but I kept my eyes on my business the whole time. I didn't want to perv on my own son but I was curious about his junk, wondering if his mom had him circumcised or if he was natural like me and quite by accident I found out the answer to that question.
Once Cody was finished he started shaking the last drops off and suddenly he spoke and when I turned to see what he wanted I caught a glimpse of his penis. I couldn't help but smile when I saw he was uncut. Like father, like son, I thought. Bless you Bobbie for being a good mom.
"So, what shall we ride next?" he asked finally zipping up.
"Umm...how about the Himalaya? That's always fun."
"Yeah, okay, but you get to be on the outside. I don't want to get squashed," he laughed.
I knew what he meant, the Himalaya spun so fast that centrifugal force would cause the passengers to slide toward the outside and the unlucky person there was squashed against the side of the car.
We gathered up Bobbie and headed toward the Himalaya and waited in line a few minutes then loaded up on the next run. There was about two feet between us when we started but then the ride spun faster and faster and soon Cody was pressing against me along my right side. I didn't mind really, in fact it felt good to have his warm firm body against mine. It wasn't a sexual thing mind you, but it was nice none the less. I knew from being a kid myself that there were all kinds of intimacy and sex was only one of them.
"Hey, what's that?" Cody said as we unboarded a few minutes later.
"That's Fantasmagoria," I said as excited as he was. It was actually my favorite ride, "it's sort of a fun house, spook house kind of thing."
"Let's go on that next," He said excitedly, "Mom, you wanna try this one?"
"I'm gonna pass sweetie. You two go ahead and have fun, I'm gonna sit down over there on that bench and wait for you."
We got in the long line and waited our turn as we got to know each other better.
"So you used to know my mom a long time ago, huh?"
"Yeah, a long time ago," I admitted feeling a little worried. I didn't know enough about her to bluff my way through too many questions.
"That's cool. So...what do you do..for a living I mean?"
"I work at Kmart," I laughed, "nothing special but it pays the bills."
"I like Kmart. Me and mom shop there a lot. Which one do you work at?"
"21st and Mingo...on the east side."
"Oh, we go to the one on 51st street, it's close to where we live."
"I know a lot of people there, it's a nice store."
"Yeah, so what kind of car do you have?"
"Uh, a Monte Carlo SS. You like cars?"
"Really? Cool..yeah, I love cars. I got all these models I built and I collect them. I got a model of a Monte Carlo SS, you should see it."
"I'd like that...uh, if your mom says it's okay."
"She will. I can tell she likes you...a lot."
It was our time to load up then and Cody took the inside once again leaving me on the open side of the small car. He giggled nervously as the car started down the track and when we bumped into the big door and it opened his eyes were wide with wonder.
There were all kinds of creepy and scary things along the route, like a hinged beam that appears to be falling, a tunnel that spins and gives the illusion that the floor is moving and of course your usual assortment of ghouls and such jumping out at us.
But the one that really got him, was the bus. As we rounded a dark corner suddenly a horn blared, the lights came up, and there was this big fake bus. He squealed and grabbed me and held on tight and he didn't let go the rest of the ride. I didn't mind, in fact it was nice having him turn to me for comfort and support.
At the end we rolled down a steep incline then our car turned and bumped through another door and into the open. The lights of the fair seemed especially bright and for a moment I was dazed but what happened next really blindsided me.
"You're my dad...aren't you?"
"What?" I said turning my head so fast I got dizzy.
"You're my dad...you knew my mom ten years ago, I'm ten, do the math." he said smugly.
"I swear I didn't know until tonight." It was all I could think of at the moment, but I regretted it a minute later.
"She didn't want me to know..did she?" He said sounding angry.
"I...I don't think she meant to keep it from you, it just happened."
"She said she didn't know who my dad was...that she had met some guy and he knocked her up and she never knew his name. Is that how it was?"
"I...think your mom should be the one telling you this...."
"Why? You're my dad...why can't you tell me?" he said sounding more agitated now.
"Shhh...let's continue this conversation later. No need to make a scene."
He turned away and clammed up and when the car stopped I had to pull him out to keep the car from running on with him still in it. We threaded our way out of the maze and over to the bench where Bobbie sat waiting and he plopped down beside her looking pissed at the world.
"Everything okay?" she asked looking at me with concern.
I shrugged, "He knows....he figured it out on his own."
"Oh," she said attempting to put her arm around him but he shrugged her off.
"Why didn't you tell me the truth?" he said sounding near tears.
She sighed, "I wanted to, a million times, but the time never seemed right."
"And if we hadn't run into him," he said giving me a sour look, "I'd have never known...would I?"
"I don't know," Bobbie said sounding beaten.
"I hate you right now mom," Cody said but it was obvious he didn't mean it. He was just lashing out and the tears came next.
As he sat huddled into himself sobbing quietly I stood there feeling helpless as Bobbie tried once again to comfort him. He pushed her away and surprised me by jumping up and hugging me almost violently.
"I wanted a dad.....my whole life," he wailed, "and now I got one and I'm not letting you go." He said wrapping his arms around me tightly.
"Shhhhh...I'm not going anywhere. I just found you and I'm not letting you go either. If you mom approves maybe sometime you can come stay with me. I have a spare bedroom and we can fix it up and it will be yours when you come to visit."
"Re....aally?" he said wiping at his eyes. He pulled away a little and looked at his mom sadly, "I'm sorry mom....I don't really hate you. I just got mad, that's all."
"I know sweetie. It's okay," she said getting up and hugging him from behind.
This time he didn't push her away and for a moment the three of us just stood there in a three way hug while the crowds around us seemingly ignored us.
I found my eyes were wet with tears, but they were tears of joy. I hugged both of them and waited it out and eventually we got our emotions under control again. We sat down on the bench with Cody in the middle and he wiped the last of his tears away.
"Do...do I look like you?" he asked curiously.
"You look exactly like I did when I was ten. That's how I figured this all out. You are definitely my son," I chuckled, "no one can deny that."
He smiled and I was once again overwhelmed by how much he resembled me. Even down to his smile. "I always wondered if I looked like my dad and now I know. Did you have freckles," he asked scrunching up his cute nose...my nose.
"Yeah, and I hated them, but you know what...seeing them on you I understand why everyone said they were cute on me. They do look cute, but don't worry they will eventually go away."
He nodded, "I...noticed that...well, mom don't listen..." he said blushing, then in a whisper he continued, "that you got skin on your wiener too."
Bobbie and I both laughed, but it was Bobbie who spoke up first, "I wanted you to be just as God intended you. I knew your father was uncut and I did some research and found out that being uncut was natural and that circumcision wasn't always necessary so I left that up to you."
"I would never want my skin cut off," he said in horror, "It's natural...right dad?"
I hugged him to me, "It's like having a little me," I chuckled. "Yes, son it's natural and you can keep it forever."
He sighed, "I'm kind of hungry now," he said grinning, "Who wants to buy me a corn dog?"
"I do..I do," I said acting silly and holding up my hand.
"Okay let's go then," he said jumping up and offering a hand to each of us. He pulled us up and we were off to find a corn dog and enjoy the rest of the fair.
After that night I didn't know what to expect. Bobbie had promised she would keep in touch and we exchanged numbers, but back then there were no cell phones and so it wasn't as easy as it is today.
I was off the weekend but by Sunday I still hadn't heard from Bobbie and I began to worry. What if she changed her mind, or worse, what if Cody changed his mind and didn't want the complication of a dad in his life? I was moping around that afternoon when the phone finally rang.
I sprinted to the wall phone off the kitchen and answered breathlessly, "Hello."
"Hi dad, it's me Cody," he said then giggled, "your son...remember me?"
"Ummm....Cody..no, name doesn't ring a bell," I teased and he giggled louder, "Oh yeah, what's up little me?"
"Mom said to tell you thanks for the other night, we had a really good time. She's at work and I'm at Mrs. Manning's apartment. She watches me while mom's at work. I try to tell her I'm old enough to stay home alone, but she's not buying it."
"I wish I'd known," I said feeling left out, "You could have come and stayed with me."
"Really, that would be cool. I'll tell her next time to drop me off at your place...I mean if it's okay. Hey, where do you live anyway?"
I told him and he seemed to know the general area. "Is it nice, do you have a pool?"
"Yes and we have three pools. It's a big complex. Why, do you like to swim?"
"Do I ever?" he laughed, "I love it. How about you?"
"I hate to admit this and I hope it won't tarnish your opinion of me...but, I can't swim."
"What? No way...I'll teach you dad. I know how to teach anyone to swim. I learned at the Y in Kansas and it was easy."
I smiled, I could almost see his face if I closed my eyes. "Well, I'll let you try, but no promises. So where do you go to school?"
We talked for about an hour and when we finally hung up I was all smiles. I had a son and no man had ever been prouder. I sat back and thought about my life and I realized that Bobbie coming into my life ten years ago had actually been one of the best things that had ever happened to me. Her reasons might have been selfish at the time, but fate or whatever had brought us back together and now we had something in common, our son.
I wondered how he would feel about my being gay, but I supposed there was really no reason for him to know unless he figured it out on his own. His mother had professed to be gay herself, well perhaps bi, but I didn't know if that had remained true. Perhaps she had dated only men since his birth or perhaps no one. There were a million unanswered questions I was dying to know the answers to, but I would have to be patient.
I showered and hopped into bed and just as I was about to doze off the phone rang again. I grabbed the extension by the bed and was pleased to hear Cody's soft sweet voice.
"I know it's late and all..but I couldn't go to sleep without saying goodnight," he said softly.
"I'm glad you called son. I was thinking about you just now."
"You were? What were you thinking about me?"
"I was thinking how glad I am that I met your mother and that we made you and that I have a chance to get to know you better."
"I'm pretty glad too," he laughed softly, "otherwise I wouldn't be here. Hey dad, can I ask you something?"
"Well, it's sort of none of my business but....ummm, do you like girls or guys?"
I laughed at the way he put it but I sensed that no matter how I answered he'd be cool with it. "Well, I won't lie to you son. Your mom was the only girl I ever....well, got with. I like guys. I hope that's okay with you."
"Heck, I don't care. My mom likes girls," he giggled, "She had a girlfriend for a long time back in Kansas then they broke up. She was nice, but her and mom just couldn't get along sometimes."
That was interesting news, but it explained why Cody was so open and accepting of my sexuality.
"Cool, but don't worry. There is no one in my life right now and I'll have plenty of time for you."
"Cool, well...I better go get in bed before mom finds out I'm up. She got home about thirty minutes ago. Goodnight dad....I love ya," he said meekly.
"I love you too son. Goodnight," I said feeling very emotional. I held the phone until I heard a soft click and then placed it in the cradle.
I had a son and he loved me and I loved him. What more could any man ask for?
I breezed through the first part of the week and Cody called every night and we chatted for at least an hour and got to know each other even better. On Wednesday Bobbie called and said if the offer was still open, she would be glad to drop Cody by on Friday night since she had to work.
Thursday night I cleaned the apartment from top to bottom and laid in a supply of junk food that I thought a kid his age would like. I aired out the spare bedroom and changed the sheets even though I wasn't sure if he was staying over. I had asked for Saturday off just in case and my manager had given in easily once I told him what the deal was. He laughed and said something about it being a guy's worst nightmare, but for me it was a dream come true.
I took off a little early Friday and stopped by the video store and rented a few movies that I hoped he would like and headed home. I had just recently purchased a VCR at work and though pricey it was one of the coolest things I'd ever seen and I hoped Cody would think so too.
I showered and dressed in jeans and a pullover and paced the floor nervously waiting for Bobbie to drop my son off. My son, God that sounded good. Who would have thought that a confirmed bachelor, and a gay one no less, would be excited to know he had fathered a child ten years ago?
The knock on the door brought me running and when I opened the door there stood Bobbie in her nurse's uniform and suddenly Cody pushed past her and tackled me almost knocking me to the floor.
"Whoa, buddy take it easy on your old man," I laughed, "Have you been eating sugar or something?"
"He's been like this since he got home from school," Bobbie laughed, "He's been driving me crazy ever since I told him he was going to stay with you."
"We're gonna have fun, right dad?" Cody said leaning into me.
I slipped my arm around his shoulders and gave him a one handed hug." I have junk food, movies and we're gonna order pizza. How does that sound?"
"Cool dad. Hey, I was wondering. Mom says it's okay...but she said I'd have to ask you...can I spend the night dad?"
"I was hoping you would," I admitted, "I even cleaned up the spare bedroom and changed the sheets."
"Well, that settles that," Bobbie said sighing, "I have to run guys," she said holding out her arms for Cody. He swarmed into them and she kissed him on the cheek, "You two have fun and I'll see you around noon tomorrow. Is that okay with you Rob?"
"Yeah, in fact I can bring him home if you'd like to rest up some."
"Oh, that sounds great. I don't get off till midnight and I'd love to sleep till ten or so."
"I'll call before I bring him, how's that?"
"Great, well gotta run. Cody, you be good and remember your dad has the same power over you that I do," she laughed.
"I'll be good," Cody said grinning.
Once Bobbie was gone I led Cody to his room and he threw his gym bag on the bed, "Wow , this is too cool. Now I have two rooms. Maybe I could leave some of my stuff here so I wouldn't won't have to pack every time I stay over...I mean if I you let me stay over again."
"Come here bud," I said holding out my arms, "You are welcome here anytime. I am your dad and this is your home too. When we get some time we'll fix it up just like you like it."
"Really? That's so cool...dad," he said looking up at me and smiling.
"So, what do you want to do first?"
"Can we just talk first?" He said hugging me.
He felt solid and warm and my heart was bursting with love for my little guy. "Sure, whatever you want buddy. Want a soda or something to eat?"
"A soda would be good, what kind you got?"
"Pepsi, MtDew or rootbeer."
"MtDew!" he said breaking away.
"Like father like son," I chuckled, "that's my favorite."
We settled on the couch with a bottle of Mt. Dew in our mitts and I waited for Cody to start. He took a sip then made a "awww" noise and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.
"Well...I been thinking," he said looking straight into my eyes, "Since I've never had a dad before...I was wondering...well, what do dads and sons do?"
I laughed, "Well, since I've never had a son...I guess we'll just have to figure that out together."
"Well, what did you and your dad do?"
I shook my head, "I never had a dad. I always wanted one, but when I was about your age I found out that my mom...well, that she went on a date and this guy...my dad I guess, got her pregnant then just dumped her."
"What? No way, that's so wrong. Uh, that's not what happened with you and my mom...is it?"
"God no son. I swear if your mother had stayed around and told me about you I would have been there all the way. I'd even have married her if that was what she wanted."
"She didn't want that though," he said quietly, "She didn't want a man in her life...did she?"
"I...really don't know son. You probably know more about her than I ever will. I think this is something you should discuss with her."
He shrugged, "Okay, but it sucks that I didn't know about you till now. I always wondered what my dad was like, but I never thought I would ever find out."
"I know how you feel. I felt that way too...all my life, maybe that's why it's so important to me that we get to know each other and have a relationship."
He smiled, "I want that too..more than anything in the world," he sighed and scooted a little closer and I put my arm around him and he melted into me, "I love you dad."
"I love you too son," I said as my heart melted for my little guy.
"Okay, no more sad stuff," he said jumping up, "What movies did you get?"
I laughed and grabbed the movies and he pawed through them. "Cool, can we watch this one first?"
The movie he was holding up was one I hadn't seen yet, but it looked interesting especially for a ten year old boy. It was called Silver Bullet and was about a young boy in a wheelchair who with the help of his uncle fought a werewolf.
"Sure, but I thought maybe you'd like to save that one for later when it was dark and scary outside," I teased.
"Hey, you're right. Let's watch umm...Raider's of the Lost Ark first then."
That one I had seen and it was a good one. "Perfect, but first let's order the pizza then when it arrives we'll start the movie. How does that sound?"
"Good, maybe I should take a shower while we're waiting for the pizza, then I won't have to take one later and we can just watch movies all night."
"Fine by me. I'm glad to hear you enjoy showering," I teased, "I understand some boys your age don't."
He shrugged, "Sometimes I forget and mom has to remind me, but I don't like being all smelly and dirty."
A kid after my own heart, I thought, even as a kid I worried about hygiene. I showed him the bathroom and where everything was and handed him a big fluffy towel and a washcloth and left him to shower while I ordered the pizza. We had agreed on pepperoni and sausage and I ordered a large from Pizza Hut and when I hung up the phone I heard the water running in the shower.
I smiled to myself just thinking about a naked little me showering in my bathroom. I wondered if his body looked the same as mine had at that age and if he had discovered masturbation yet. I'd discovered it at age six when a buddy of mine showed me how to rub myself on things and thus had begun a lifelong obsession with pleasing myself. I knew he was uncut and from what little I'd seen of his penis in the bathroom at the fair he looked to be about average in size, just as I had been and still was.
I was lost in my thoughts and unaware that the water had stopped but suddenly I heard a noise and when I looked up there stood Cody dressed only in a pair of tighty whities, Fruit of the Looms to be exact. He was toweling his long honey colored hair and droplets of water ran down his chest.
He wasn't chiseled by any means, but his body was fit and sturdy looking and his tummy was flat although he did have a little baby fat around the edges. Love handles, we'd always called them, and on my son they were adorable.
"Come here son and I'll help you with that," I said holding out my arms. He smiled and hurried over and backed up to me and sat down between my legs and I took the towel and began drying his hair once more.
"Thanks dad," he said sounding happy, "I forgot to take my jammies to the bathroom with me but I did take clean underwear."
"You sleep in jammies?" I said grinning, "I figured you slept in the buff," I teased. Then tickling him as he giggled and squirmed into my lap.
"What do you sleep in dad?"
"Well, usually in my skin, but sometimes I wear undies or shorts if it's cold."
"Then that's how I'm gonna sleep. Well, maybe not in my skin..but in my undies."
"Whatever works for you son. This is your home and I want you to feel comfortable here. But how about for now you put on a tee and some shorts?"
"Sure, okay," he said bouncing off. I noticed his cute little behind as he headed toward his bedroom and I wondered if mine had been that cute at his age. I never really thought much about those things when I was ten, but when I became a teenager my whole outlook on things changed.
Cody returned wearing a pair of sweats and a black tee and piled down next to me.
"Aren't your feet cold?" I asked noticing his small feet were still bare.
"Nope, my feet are always warm. Feel em," he said spinning around and putting his feet in my lap.
I reached out and took them both in my hands and he was right, they were warm and very soft and I enjoyed touching them. What I was feeling wasn't sexual in any way and I wasn't aroused, but it was pleasant none the less and I would have sat there and held his feet all night if not for the knock of the pizza man at the door just then.
Cody surprised me by being a big eater. For a kid his size he certainly put away the pizza. To wash it down he drank a Pepsi and another Dew and when he was full of pizza he looked up at me with a little pizza sauce on his face and said, "What's for dessert?"
"Where you gonna put it," I said patting his tummy which was fat as a puppy's now."
He giggled and grabbed my hand and pulled it to his face and suddenly he was kissing my hand. I was surprised but I recovered quickly. I had no practical experience with little boys and their emotions and this one was full of surprises.
He continued to hold my hand and pulled it back to his tummy and I patted him gently. Our eyes met and we stared into each other's soul. We were sharing a moment and it was bigger than both of us put together. Then as quickly as it had began it ended. Cody dropped my hand and I pulled it away.
"So got any cookies or candy dad?" He asked jarring me out of the trance he had put me in.
"Uh..yeah...both," I said recovering quickly, "Come on I'll show you what junk food I laid in for you."
He chose Twinkies and a Snicker bar and ate them slowly as we watched the rest of the movie. He was a funny little guy, taking a bite of the Twinkie, then a bite of the Snicker bar then washing it down with a drink of soda.
When the movie ended he hopped up and announced he was going to take a leak and I chuckled as he bounced off to the bathroom. I rewound the movie (yeah be kind rewind) and put in the second one and when Cody returned he piled down on the couch and spread out taking up most of it.
"Hey, where am I supposed to sit?" I teased.
"Right here," he said raising up and patting the spot where his head once was.
I sat down and he laid his head in my lap and I started the next movie: Silver Bullet, and after a while he grabbed my hand and pulled it to his tummy again. He moved it in circles demonstrating what he wanted and I willingly took over. He was a strange little guy, very affectionate and physical and I wondered....naw...couldn't be. No way was he like me..no way did he like boys more than girls. He was after all just a kid, not much more than a baby, and he just needed a warm touch once in a while, that was all.
He sighed and pulled my hand upward to his chest and I felt his little heart beating in his chest. I marveled at the feel of his blood pumping through his perfect little body and he purred with content as I rubbed his chest bumping against his little nipples. Were they hard? Must be cold in here, I thought, surely he's not getting aroused by his dad's touch.
"When did you know...you know...that you were gay?"
Wow, talk about mind reading. "Well, I guess I always knew I was different, but back when I was growing up people didn't talk about stuff like that. I guess I was 12 or 13 before I finally figured out that I liked boys better than girls, but I was about 18 before I finally admitted I was gay. But I didn't come out till I was 21, that was just about the time I met your mom."
"How did you know...uh, that you were different? I mean did you get excited around other boys?"
Excited? Was he asking if I got a boner around my buds?
I sighed, "Well...it's hard to explain. I mean I had a girlfriend most of the time I was growing up, but I always preferred to spend time with other boys. Girls were okay, but when it came to fun...well, my buddies always won out there."
"What kind of fun?" He asked sounding shy.
"You know, baseball, marbles, playing in the dirt, that kind of thing."
"Oh." He said sounding disappointed.
"Why, are you having some of those kind of feelings?" I asked gently, "because it doesn't necessarily mean you are gay. You may just be curious. See...most boys experiment with other boys way before they get interested in girls. Boys are easy and convenient and girls are...well, not as interested in that sort of thing."
"Oh, yeah..I see," he said without explaining what I was dying to know.
He fell quiet and seemed to be totally into the movie then suddenly he reached up and grabbed my hand and just held it against his chest, "So..it's okay if two boys...umm...do stuff...uh, sex stuff?"
I laughed softly, "Well, as long as they're close to the same age and both agree, I don't see anything wrong with it. It's natural for boys to be curious about their bodies and compare with other boys."
He nodded, "I see...so if two boys...you know, touched each other's wieners...that wouldn't be gay...just natural?"
I wanted to laugh out loud but I knew he was depending on me to give him the best answer I knew how and I didn't want to hurt his little feelings by being a smart ass.
"I think at your age that it's more about curiosity than anything else. I assume you have discovered masturbation?"
"What's that?" he said looking up at me and frowning.
"You may call it something else, like jerking off , or jacking off, it means rubbing your penis to make it feel good."
"Oh, that," he said blushing, "we call it jerking...me and my friend Lee. He's my age and goes to my school. I spent the night at his house one night and he taught me how to do it. Is that bad?"
"No, not at all. Masturbation is neither bad or sinful and it's actually good for you."
Well, as you get older you may find you are...well...excited a lot,"
"You mean boners right?" he giggled.
"Yes, they're called erections or boners or wood or stiffies."
He laughed, "I like that one, stiffy."
"Anyway...since it's usually not possible to find someone to..um help you with that stiffy, masturbation can ease up the pressure and help a guy get on with life."
"I see..so jerkin is good for me?"
I laughed, "Crazy huh, that something that feels so good can actually be good for you? Well, it is. I hope I'm not telling you stuff your mom wouldn't approve of," I said finally realizing just how intimate our talk had gotten.
"Oh, heck no...we had the talk, but she's a girl and doesn't know too much about boys...especially since she doesn't like them that much," he laughed.
"Well, I'd still like to run all this past her. She is your mom and you only just met me and well, it might upset her to know we were talking about personal stuff like this."
He sighed, "Well...talk to her then and next time I'll have more questions for you."
So we went back to the movie but I couldn't concentrate on it for thinking about our previous conversation. It was normal for a boy his age to be curious about that stuff, I know I had been, but was he expecting more of me than I could give? Was he expecting to learn about sex firsthand from his newly discovered dad?
I wondered what else he and his buddy had done and if the next round of questions would include graphic descriptions and if it did...how would I handle that? It was obvious I needed to talk to Bobbie. I didn't want her to get the idea that I was trying to influence him in any way or worse, that I was getting too personal in an icky kind of way.
"Dad..dad, the movie is over...."
"Oh, yeah...just zoned out for a minute," I said as I struggled up off the couch. He had sat up and swung his feet around and was leaning back on his hands.
"So, what can we do now?" he said repressing a yawn.
"Well, it sounds like you're ready for bed," I chuckled.
"Aww...please can't we stay up a little longer. I don't want this night to ever end."
Well, that certainly touched my heart, "Okay, I guess you can sleep late if you're still tired in the morning."
"I always get up early," he said beaming, "no matter how late I stay up."
I groaned, "So no sleeping late for your old man. Well, what do you want to do?"
He sighed theatrically, "I don't know..what can we do?"
"Hey, do you play chess?"
"Well...not really. I tired once but I'm not very good."
"Well, I tell you what...you teach me to swim and I'll teach you how to play chess. How does that sound."
"Okay, I'll try it. It might be fun with you dad."
"It will be, I promise. It's one of the most interesting games you can learn to play."
I have a marble chess board with carved marble pieces that a friend picked up for me in Mexico and I brought it over to the coffee table and set the pieces up. Cody sat on the sofa and I sat on the floor on the other side and I started the long slow process of explaining each piece and how it moved.
Fortunately my son is a genius just like me and he picked up easily on the nuances of each piece. By the second game he was making strategic moves on his own and I was so proud of him. The third game he actually beat me because I messed up and lost my Queen way too early in the game.
"Excellent son. You beat your old man at his own game," I laughed.
"You didn't let me win...did you dad?" He said frowning and another facet of his personality was unveiled to me. He didn't want anything given to him, he wanted to earn it.
"I promise. Remember when I lost my Queen, that was my big mistake. Now a lot of players can recover after that, but I've always been the kind of player who needs that power to win the game. No, once I lost that bitch....I was sunk."
He giggled at my swear word and I covered my mouth in mock shame, "Oops, I guess I shouldn't be using that kind of language in front of my son...should I?"
"I've heard mom use that word about Mandy, her old girlfriend," he giggled, "but I won't tell her. Whatever we talk about dad, it will stay between us men."
I smiled, he was such a character. Us men indeed.
"Well, Tiger I think that's enough for one evening. I'm starting to droop and I need my beauty sleep. We can have some more fun tomorrow before I take you home."
"Okay," he said reluctantly, "but will you tuck me in and stay till I'm asleep?"
How could I refuse my only son? "Absolutely, you go brush your toofies and hop into bed and I'll be there in a flash. I just want to tidy up in here a bit."
By the time I had what little mess we'd made cleaned up Cody was in his bed with the covers pulled up to his waist. He was shirtless and I wondered if he'd gone native below, but I assumed he was wearing his briefs as he'd planned.
"This room is nice," he said as I sat down on the edge of his bed, "but it needs some posters and stuff...maybe a book shelf. Hey, I could leave some of my model cars here."
"Or we could start a new collection here. Maybe tomorrow we could go to my Kmart and buy a couple and when you're over we could put them together, you and I, how does that sound?"
"Really cool dad. You're the best," he said pulling me down and hugging my neck.
"When I was about your age I used to mow lawns and buy model cars and put them together. I even painted them. I had quite a collection at one time, then some of my cousins got hold of them and destroyed them."
"Did you get mad? Did you kick their butts?" he said grinning.
"Nope, I just never built any more models after that. By then I had other interests and they just didn't seem that important any more."
"What kind of interests...boys?" he giggled.
I shook my head and tweaked his nose, "No, not boys..well not as a hobby. I took up photography about that time and learned to develop my own film and make prints using a enlarger. I had a little darkroom set up in my closet at home."
"Cool, maybe you could teach me how to do that stuff."
"Okay, I still have all of my equipment and we can buy the chemicals at the camera store. It might be fun. We could use the bathroom as our darkroom since it has no windows."
"How do you see if it's dark?"
"Well, during part of the work you can use a red light because the film isn't sensitive to red. I'll explain more later...in fact I have a few books you can take home with you and look over. They explain the basic principals and how to set up a home darkroom."
"Cool dad. I am learning soooo much since I met you. I bet no kid ever had a better dad," he said beaming.
"And no dad ever had a better son, but right now this son and this dad need to get some sleep...so...I need you to settle down and try to sleep now."
"Okay," he sighed, "I'll try.....can you tell me a story? That always makes me sleepy."
I tousled his long soft hair and smiled down at him, "You're stalling...aren't you? Okay, I do know this one story, but it might be a little scary...."
"I like scary stuff and I don't ever get so scared I can't sleep. I promise."
"Okay, here goes...."
Halfway through the story his eyes were closed and soon he was snoring softly. I gazed down at him and my breath caught in my throat. As beautiful and perfect as he was awake, in slumber he was even more so. I've heard it said that a sleeping child is the closest to an angel we will ever see on earth and I admit that was exactly what I felt when I saw my child that night. His looked so innocent laying there smiling occasionally in his sleep and I must've sat there for a good half hour just watching him before I finally tore myself away and went to my bed.
Even there I continued to think of him, how he looked, how warm and soft his body was against mine, his soft kisses on my cheek and I realized after a while that my cheeks were wet with tears. He was a part of me and I loved him more than anyone or anything I had ever loved before. Was this what all fathers felt? It was overpowering and life changing and I began to wonder if I was worthy of such a gift as my son.
I'd always tried to do the right thing, I wasn't a saint, but I did more good than bad and even though my lifestyle wasn't exactly the norm, I'd never knowingly done any harm to any man, or woman for that matter. I wasn't the typical dad by any means, and Bobbie wasn't the typical mom, but he was a good kid and kids were if nothing else resilient.
I could do this, that much I was certain of. It might mean some changes in my lifestyle and rearranging my priorities, but I could make it work. Becoming a father wasn't something I'd planned, but it was something I was quickly embracing. Until Cody came along I really never knew what life was all about and now that I knew , it was wonderful. I was smiling as I drifted off to sleep that night and my dreams were pleasant.
I awoke sometime later and though the room was still dark, just like I liked it, there was something different. There was something warm and soft pressing against my back and a small hand resting on my tummy. I smiled as I realized my bed had been invaded by little guy.
Now, some people might say, that kids shouldn't be allowed to sleep with their parents, especially a boy with his gay father, but I subscribe to the theory that kids need our love 24/7 and if cuddling up to his old man is what my boy needs then that is what he will get. I am not kicking him out of my bed for any reason.
It was nice really having his warm breath on my neck and smelling his unique scent. In a way it was my own scent....familiar and reassuring. I think I slept even better than he did that night and when I awoke the next morning feeling rested and refreshed he was still there.
He was propped up on one elbow and I got the feeling he had been watching me sleep. It was only fair I guessed, after all I had watched him sleep, but I'm sure I didn't look quite as angelic as he did.
"Good morning dad," he said smiling that sunny smile that I'd come to love.
"Morning son. Did you sleep well?"
"Uh huh, I hope you don't mind me coming in here. I guess that story was scarier than I thought."
I doubted that was the reason, after all he'd fallen asleep before the creepy stuff happened, but I didn't dispute his word.
"No biggie, you didn't hog the covers or fart in the bed so I guess I can live with it if you can."
He giggled, "How do you know I didn't fart? You were asleep."
"Well, it doesn't stink so I guess if you did then your farts don't stink."
He giggled louder and I tackled him tickling his sides and making him laugh so hard he lost his breath.
"St...oooo...pppp...it...I...mm...gooonnna peeee," he giggled.
I stopped quickly, "No peeing in the bed, that's my one rule. Bad doggy, I said giving him a little swat on the rear. "Go pee and when you're done I'm gonna take a shower to help wake me up."
"You can take a shower while I pee," he said looking thoughtful.
"Yeah, and when you flush I get scalded," I chuckled, "No sir, I'll wait."
"Okay, I'll hurry," he said jumping down from the bed and bouncing off to the bathroom.
I lay there a minute more than managed to get my legs over the edge of the bed. I was sitting there holding my head dressed only in my bikini undies when Cody came bouncing back in.
He screeched to a halt in front of me and gave me a once over, "Nice underwear," He said in a silly voice then he giggled.
"You're just jealous," I teased, "Maybe I'll get you some just like them. They come in boys sizes too."
"Really, rad..that would be so cool. Well, the bathroom is all yours. You need some help old man?....I could help you to the bathroom," He laughed.
I yawned widely, "Very funny. I'm not that old yet. How old do you think I am any way?"
"Ummm....40 maybe," he said uncertainly.
I groaned, "Do I really look that old? Damn, I'm only 31 son. I was 21 when I created your little ass."
He giggled, "This little ass?" he said turning around and shaking his little butt at me.
I swatted it and he turned and attacked me knocking me down on the bed. He pinned my arms to my side (well, I let him of course) and brought his face down to mine and rubbed his nose against mine.
"I wuv you daddy," he said grinning, "but no spankings....uh uh...I don't like them."
"Then you better be a good boy," I said breaking free and rolling us both over so I was on top this time.
"Stop it, let me up you jerk," he giggled.
"Oh, I'm a jerk am I? Well, son of a jerk take this," I said giving him a wet willy in his ear.
"Oh gross....daaaaad...stop it. Oh, you are so dead," he said gritting his teeth, "When you least expect it...expect it."
I jumped up and ran to the bathroom locking the door behind me laughing manically the whole time. A few seconds later he came beating on the door but by then I was naked and headed to the shower. I heard him scratch at the door and jiggle the knob a few times then it was quiet and I turned my attention to my shower.
It felt good to be clean and the shower had brought me fully awake. I dried off and brushed my hair and stared at my reflection in the mirror. For a guy my age I didn't look that bad. Robbie had said I looked the same and though that wasn't exactly true I didn't look my age by any means. I still had my shoulder length brownish hair and my porn star mustache that had attracted lovers untold in the past, and though I'd gained a little weight I was still a 36" waist, up from the 34 I'd been back in my disco days.
Ah, to be 21 again and boogying my ass off in the discos, picking up hot young guys and giving them my special treatment. Head to die for and a hard dick up their tight asses. But now I was a dad, I had responsibilities and I needed to set a good example. Thinking about that was enough to give any guy a complex. It was a good thing I hadn't known about him way back when, that would have certainly put a stop to my wild and crazy life.
When I opened the door Cody was waiting for me. As soon as I stepped through the door he blindsided me nearly knocking me to the floor. He was strong for a kid his size and it was all I could do to stay on my feet.
"I told you when you least expected it," he laughed.
"You little stinker, you don't forget easy do you. I'll have to remember not to play rough with you from now on."
"Awww dad, don't get mad. I was just playin," he said hugging me and looking up at me with puppy dog eyes.
I reached down and picked him up and was amazed at how light he was. I threw him over my shoulder like a sack of flour and carried him to the dining room and sat him down on the table.
"What would you like for breakfast young man?"
"Sure you're not mad," he pouted.
"Nope, not mad. When I was a kid I was ten times as ornery as you...he he. You'd have to go a long way to beat me. Now, how does pancakes sound?"
"Good, I like pancakes...hey, got any bacon?"
"Yep, bacon and pancakes comin up."
After breakfast we drove to the park and played Frisbee for about and hour and then to the Kmart where I worked. I was a little nervous, I mean here I was with my newly discovered son in tow and these people were the people I worked with day in and day out...sort of like a second family.
The first person I encountered was Julie, one of the ladies I supervised in my department. She was about 25 and married but so far had no children. She gave me a curious look then came over to say hi.
"And who's this good looking guy?" She said grinning at Cody.
"This is my son Cody," I said dropping the bomb and loving the look on her face.
"Your son...but...why didn't I know you had a son?"
"Because until a week ago...I didn't know either."
"Yeah, I was a surprise," Cody said grinning.
"Tell me all about it," she said grabbing me by the arm, "and don't leave anything out."
So I had to tell my story again, but I knew Julie would spread it all over the store for me and I'd probably never have to tell it again..at least not at work. I finally managed to break free of her when she got called to Customer Service and we headed to the toy department. We found two pretty cool models, a 69 Nova and a 64 Mustang and I bought them plus glue and paint and an exacto knife and tweezers.
At the checkouts we ran into my manager and he gave Cody a good looking over then shook his head, "No way you could deny that one. He looks just like you Rob."
"Yeah, handsome devil aint he?" I said grinning, "And by the way, I would never deny this one, he's my boy," I said pulling him into a one handed hug.
Cody smiled up at me and gave my manager a curious look, "Who's he?" he whispered.
"My boss, be nice to him," I said out of the corner of my mouth.
"Oh," he whispered back, then loudly he said, "Hi sir. Nice to meet you."
My manager laughed, "Kiss up.. just like his dad. Train him right Rob."
"He came trained," I laughed, "his mom is very special."
"Must be if she got with you," he teased, "Well, enjoy the rest of your weekend, it's back to work Monday."
We finally made it out of the store and I took Cody to Dairy Queen for ice cream. He had a parfait and I had a banana shake and afterwards I found a pay phone and called Bobbie. She answered on the first ring.
"Well, I thought maybe you two had flown off to South America and left me behind," she teased.
"Yeah, well...we're at the airport," I joked, "but we're headed for Japan."
"Oh, nice. Send me something Japanese when you get there."
"Seriously we're at the DQ on Garnett. If you're ready for him I'll bring him home now."
"Are you boys done bonding?" she teased, "if not keep him as long as you'd like."
"Ask her if I can stay another night," Cody whispered excitedly.
"What? Oh, no...it was Cody whispering in my ear. He wants to know if he can spend another night. It's fine with me if you want to have an evening to yourself."
"Are you sure? It would be nice. I mean I love him more than anything in the world, but some me time would be nice. He probably has enough clothes...."
I laughed, "Then it's settled. It will give us a chance to get better acquainted and we just bought two new models so we can get started on them."
"Models..oh, model cars? I thought you meant fashion models," she laughed, "He's too young for that I think."
"Cody, you can stay another night buddy, but please go wait in the car. I want to talk to your mom about something."
He frowned but he was a smart kid and I think he knew what I was going to ask her so he did what he was told. As soon as he closed the door I told Bobbie about our conversation the evening before and she laughed.
"Robert, he has had no one to talk to about guy things for his whole life and now that he has you he will no doubt be coming up with something new every day. I trust you and I know you're a good person. What you told him is exactly what I would have told him..if he had felt comfortable enough to ask me. I don't care if he's gay or bi or straight, I love him no matter what and I know you do to. Just keep me in the loop so I know what to expect, but as far as advice goes....you're the best possible source for him right now."
"That's a relief, I didn't want to step on your toes or anything. Oh, and one more thing. Since I want us to be on the same page when it comes to our son....I woke up last night and found the little stink in my bed and I didn't make him leave. I grew up in a family that was close and very physical and no kid in our house was ever kicked out of bed and I didn't see any harm in his staying, but I wanted to know what you thought about it."
She laughed, "You've no idea how many times I've woke up with him in my bed. I agree with you 100 percent on this one....screw the head shrinkers, if our son needs his mom or his dad....we shouldn't turn him away."
"Great, I don't intend to encourage him, I mean he has a nice room of his own, but I'm not going to make a big deal out of it if he sneaks into bed with me once in a while."
"As long as you're alone," she teased, "and not entertaining some young stud."
"I'm afraid those days are long gone," I said sadly, "I'm a dad now and I have responsibilities."
"Whoa, being a parent doesn't mean you have to quit living. He won't be there all the time and you need to have some fun once in a while. I do and he doesn't have a problem with that....he understands. I suppose he told you about Mandy?"
"Uh, he might have mentioned that she was a bitch," I joked.
"Did he say that? She was at times, but actually she and Cody got along pretty well. He moped around for a long time after we broke up...said he's lost one of his moms. You should ask him to tell you about the time they went camping...it was hilarious."
"So much to learn, so little time. Well, I guess I better hang up before monkey boy drives off and leaves me. I sent him to the car so we could talk privately and he's fogging up the window staring at me and making faces," I laughed.
"Give him a hug and kiss from his mommy and I'll see you guys tomorrow. No hurry any time that's convenient for you guys....and Rob...thanks...thanks for everything. I know this is sudden and must seem very different for you, but your instincts are good and you are doing a great job. Better than I did...at first. It took me a long time to figure out how to handle a boy."
I laughed, "Meaning...I've handled a few in my life?"
She chuckled, "Not like that, though I'm sure you could teach him a thing or two there too. Well, have fun. I think I'm going to rent a couple of chick flicks and put a bottle of Boones Farm in to cool."
"Enjoy. I'll get him back to you tomorrow...hopefully in one piece," I teased.
"I trust you....bye now."
When I got back to the car I got the first degree from Cody, "What did she say? Did you tell her about our talk? Gawd...I'm so embarrassed. Did she say it was okay...what you told me? Can I ask you more stuff like that?"
"Slow down. We are in agreement and she trusts me so...yes, you can ask me anything. I will keep her informed...as needed, but I'm not going to run to her with every little thing you tell me. Some things are private."
He nodded, "But I can tell you anything...right dad?"
"I hope so. I will promise you this, I will never judge you and nothing you could say or do will ever change how much I love you."
"Me too...I mean...I love you..no matter what," he said throwing his arms around my neck, "Now...what can we do?"
"Well, are you hungry?"
"Starved daddy," he laughed, "I like saying that word...daddy, daddy, daddy."
"I love hearing it..son, son, son."
He giggled all the way to McDonalds tucked up under my arm.
We ate our burgers and fries and Cody watched the kids play on the playground then when we were done he bounced out to join them. I cleaned up our mess and came out and sat on one of the benches and watched as he interacted with the other kids. I noticed how kind and patient he was with the younger kids and how easily he made friends with the older ones. He was a sweet little guy and my heart swelled with pride and love for him.
I let him play for about an hour and when I finally called him over he ran over and jumped in my lap. He was sweaty and smelled like dirty little boy, but I didn't mind. He was my dirty little boy and I loved him stinky or clean. I threw him over my shoulder like before and carried him giggling out to the car.
"Are we gonna put the models together when we get back?"
"We can start on one of them, but it may take us a few visits to get them done."
"Well, that's okay. Hey, do you have any more movies for us to watch?"
"We probably need to stop at the video store, but I need to take that other back so we'll have to run by the apartment first."
"Good, cause I need to poop," he said looking distressed.
"Well, try to hold it," I teased, "my seats aren't poop proof."
He giggled and made a grunting noise like he was making a poop and I slapped him on the leg. "Bad dog...no pooping in the car."
"Woof, woof," he said laughing.
As soon as we got in the door my little man ran to the bathroom and slammed the door. He was in there for a good fifteen minutes and when he came out he was grinning. "Man I just barely made it and I pooped a lot."
"Thanks for that news report," I said making a sour face, "Did you wash your paws?"
"Yep, wanna smell them?" he teased.
"No, I'll take you word for it. Okay, I got the movies rewound and we're ready to roll buddy."
"Can I drive dad?" He said grabbing my car keys from the table."
"I wish, maybe in a year or two I'll start teaching you. My uncle Joe taught me to drive when I was twelve..so by the time I got my license I aced the test in the first try."
"Really? Cool, will you really teach me when I'm older?"
"Yeah, it will be fun. But for now...come on and let's get to the video store before all the good movies are gone."
It was barely 6 o'clock by the time we got there but the video store was packed. Most of the new releases were gone, but there was a good selection of older movies and we found a couple that looked interesting. We were browsing the new releases one last time when one of the clerks brought over a few returns and I grabbed a good one just as he put in on the shelf. It was called Back to the Future and starred Michael J. Fox and I'd heard nothing but good things about it. With our movies in hand we checked out and headed back to the apartment.
"I'm gonna go take a shower," Cody said as soon as we were in the door. My butt is dirty."
I laughed, "Again, thanks for the news flash. Well, wash it good. I have a scrub brush in the kitchen if you need it."
He stuck out his tongue, "Naw, I'll just use your toothbrush," he giggled as he ran off to get his clothes.
Problem was as ornery as he was, he might just do it. I laughed and went in to change into my sweats and on his way to the bathroom he stopped in the hall long enough to give me a raspberry.
He was certainly getting comfortable with me, and I with him. It was almost as if we'd known each other a long time and not been total strangers up until a few days ago. It was nice really, a sort of fuzzy warm feeling deep inside that defied explanation. I thought back to when I was ten and full of vinegar and piss and realized I had done the same kind of stuff only with my uncles who were the only male influence in my life as a boy. My uncle Joe was only 8 years older than me so we were actually more like brothers, but we'd had a blast together right up until I moved away. He was married and had kids of his own now but he was still my favorite.
I fell down on the couch and stretched out and presently I heard the toilet flush and the shower running. I wondered if he had to poop again or if he just peed. I smiled, it was weird to be thinking about his bodily functions, but I guessed it was part of being a parent.
As he had the night before, when he was finished with his shower he showed up wearing his undies, but this time they were red and though not bikinis, they were briefer than briefs.
"Whoa, nice underwear," I said mocking him.
"Jealous," He said mocking me back, "do you like em?"
"They look good on ya buddy. Did your mom buy those for you?"
"No, my girlfriend did," he giggled.
"Ahh...the plot thickens. And what is her name?"
"Uh...Mary," he said picking a name out of the air.
"I see, so is she cute?"
"Of course and sexy too," he said in a sultry voice. Then he giggled, "Naw, not really...in fact my grandma bought these for me."
"That reminds me...you have another grandma..my mom, and she will eat you alive," I teased.
"Yikes, I don't wanna be eaten alive. Is she a shark?"
"No, she's a nice lady and she loves little boys. She will be so happy to meet you...she will spoil you rotten."
"Then I like her already," he said grinning, "When can I meet her?"
"Soon I hope. I'd like to take you home with me and show you off some weekend if your mom approves."
"She will...I just know it. I can hardly wait. Do I have lots of relatives there?"
"Yep, quite a few...a great granny and great grandpa and great uncles and aunts and some second cousins. We're a close family and they will love you as much as I do."
"Wow, cool. Mom doesn't have that big a family. Will you dry my hair dad?" he said hopping up on my lap.
He was a lap full but not so much I couldn't handle it. I took the towel from him and began drying his silky hair and he closed his eyes and hummed softly the whole time. When I was done I wrapped the towel around his slender shoulders and hugged him to me.
"Mmmmm...you smell good....not like poop at all," I said sniffing him noisily.
He giggled, "Sniff my butt then."
I lifted him off my lap and dangled him with his butt in my face and sniffed again. "Nope, clean down there too."
I sat him back down and he leaned back into me and sighed, "This is fun. I love it here dad."
"And I love having you here, but remember this is only once in a while and you need to love your other home too."
He was quiet for a moment then he said in a small little voice, "I wish...I wish you and mom lived together so I could have both of you all the time."
I was stunned into silence.
"I'm sorry," he whined, "I don't wanna cause no trouble."
"Oh buddy, you're not any trouble. Look it can be fun this way. You would probably get tired of me if I was around all the time, but this way it will be like an adventure every time you come over."
"Yeah, I guess you're right," he said perking up, "and I'll have two rooms and two times the fun."
I smiled, kids were so resilient.
"So...why don't you go put some clothes on and let's start the movie?"
"Okay, be right back..dad," he said jumping down and zooming away.
I stared after him...that was my little boy bouncing down the hall and I was in love all over again.
We watched an old Disney movie called Tron first and Cody really got into it. His eyes were wide with wonder and it made me smile to see him so captivated by something. He was such a curious little guy and so smart. God, it was almost frightening how smart he was.
I tried to remember when I was ten, but I don't think I was nearly that smart. Maybe later when I turned twelve and really got into learning, but not at ten....well, maybe...I'd have to ask my mom.
He was leaning against me and I had a warm contented feeling. I sighed and he looked up at me for a moment and smiled then turned his attention back to the movie. I watched him as much as I watched the movie and I had to keep pinching myself to make sure this was all real.
Halfway through the movie during a lull in the action he turned to me and said, "Pause it dad, I want something to snack on. What do you have?"
I paused the movie and we went into the kitchen and he dug through the cabinets and decided on chips and cookies. I got us a MtDew and we settled back down to watch the rest of the movie. As before he ate....well, like a kid, eating a chip then taking a bite of a cookie and washing it down with soda.
I ate a few chips and sipped my soda watching the movie and my own private show and when he had finished his snack he sat his empty can on the coffee table and stretched out with his head in my lap.
I smiled down at him and began playing with his long beautiful hair and he sighed. We were bonding nicely considering the circumstances that had brought us together. I had to admit after the little scene back at the fair I had begun to wonder if I'd ever get to know my son. But now, here we were snuggled up and enjoying each other's company and things couldn't be better.
The movie ended and Cody jumped up and ran off to pee and when he got back he hopped up on the couch and looked at me and grinned, "Okay, while the movie rewinds...let's talk some more."
"Okay", I said wondering where our conversation was going tonight, "What's on your mind?"
"Well..back to what we were talking about last night," he said looking a little nervous.
"Okay," I laughed, "What do you want to know?"
"My friend Lee, remember...I told you about him?"
"The jerking instructor," I teased, "yes...go on."
He giggled, "Well, he has a brother named Jake, he's like 16 or something and he knows all about sex stuff. He's the one who taught him about jerking."
I wasn't sure I liked where this was heading. I mean two ten year olds messing around was one thing, but a 16 year old was closer to being an adult than a child.
"Well, anyway....his brother has these magazines and me and Lee we kiped a couple of them and snuck them to his room."
I relaxed at little, nothing wrong with two boys looking at Playboy or Penthouse and squeezing the weasel...he he.
"And well...there were just guys in them. Mostly guys with big muscles and stuff. We laughed at them but it was kind of exciting too."
Suddenly I was transported back to when I was a boy. My uncle Joe had been into weight building and had a few of those mags and well...gay little me used to take one to the bathroom with me and rub one out. Was that what Lee's brother was doing or was he genuinely interested in body building?"
"Okay, well...I can kind of relate. When I was not much older than you I used to borrow my uncle Joe's muscle mags and...well...you know."
He laughed, "So did we."
"Well, I guess that just proves that it's normal stuff."
"Yeah, I guess," he said looking thoughtful, "so you really did that stuff too?"
"Yeah, heck it didn't take much to get me excited back then. A Sears catalog... mens underwear section and I was good."
"But dad...you said you knew you were gay back then...so if that's what gay boys like then...well, maybe me and Lee are gay too," he said looking confused.
"Son...you need to quit worrying so much. It's no big deal. If you're gay, that's fine, if you're bi, that's fine, and if you turn out to be straight...that's fine too. You're ten years old you have plenty of time figure things out. For now just enjoy yourself and don't worry so much, okay?"
He smiled, "I like your answers dad, they make more sense than anything I think up."
"So are we cool on this one?"
"Yeah, we're cool. I feel better now."
"Hey buddy, you know as far as I know there isn't a gay gene or anything. Just because you old man is gay doesn't mean you will be too."
He looked thoughtful, "But...would it be so bad if I was?"
"No, of course not. I told you...it doesn't matter to me or your mom as long as you are happy and healthy and safe."
He nodded, "Okay, I guess that's all I got for now."
"Good, cause I'm dying to see this new movie Back to the Future," I laughed.
"Okay dad...start that movie. I'm ready."
The movie was great and we both had a great time watching it. When the manure truck dumped on Biff I thought Cody was going to bust a gut laughing. It was pretty funny and such action and suspense that I wanted to see it all over again as soon as it ended. But it was getting late and though I was sort of sorry to see the evening end, I finally suggested it was time for bed.
"Awwww...dad, can't we stay up a little while longer. I'll love you forever if you say yes," he pleaded.
"So....let me get this straight, if I don't say yes...you won't love me forever?" I pouted.
"No...wait a minute...I didn't mean that....I'll love you more if you say yes."
"So I have to buy your love with favors now?"
"Oh, dad...I give up," he said sighing.
"Tell you what, since you spent most of last night in my bed anyway, how about if we just start there to begin with? We can talk or I can tell you a story and when you fall asleep I'll be right there with you."
"Yeah, that would be so cool. I'm gonna go pee and brush my teeth. See you in your bed."
When he finished up in the bathroom I took his place and when I got to bed he was snuggled under the covers looking sleepy eyed. He was so cute grinning up a me like he'd put one over on me, but the truth was...he had my heart and there was little I would deny him.
I slipped in beside him wearing a pair of sweat shorts and raggedy old tee that was hung down past my butt. He was still wearing the shorts and tee he'd put on earlier but after a few minutes he shucked his tee shirt.
"Okay dad...tell me about when you were a little boy. What did you like to do?"
"Well," I said as he snuggled up next to me feeling warm and comforting, "I liked comic books a lot. Green Lantern was my favorite, but I liked them all....Batman, Superman, Wonder Woman...and the Disney ones and Harvey comics like Richie Rich and Casper the Ghost....."
I rattled on for a long time remembering things I'd forgotten. There is something about having someone who cares and really wants to listen that makes it easy to tell a story. I told him about my uncle Joe and all the fun we had. How he had been the one to teach me to pay chess and tennis and how I once caught him jerking it in the bathroom.
"What did he do?" Cody said laughed.
"Nothing, I was so embarrassed that I never mentioned it and neither did he, but I never forgot what I had seen that day....he he."
"Did...you ever seen his naked?"
"Hmmm...not until years later..and by accident. He was married by then and one day I went over to his house and when he didn't answer the door I peeked in his bedroom window and there he was naked. He'd been in bed with his wife and well...you know, but I thought I had never seen a more beautiful or sexy sight in all my life."
"Really? Did he know you saw him?"
I shook my head, "No, once again I never mentioned it, but that image has stayed in my head all these years."
"You love him...don't you?"
"What...well, yeah...he's my uncle...of course I love him."
"No...I mean...you really love him," he said and I knew exactly what he meant and that what he was asking was true.
I nodded, "I guess he was my idol all those years I was growing up and the biggest male influence in my life," I laughed nervously, "It's surprising I didn't turn out straight having a big straight stud like him for influence, but I guess I was born gay."
Cody scratched his face nervously, "So...maybe I am too."
I smiled over at him, "Maybe, doesn't matter though. If you are, you are...and worrying about it won't change a thing."
"I'm not worried, I just wonder about it sometimes."
"Well, I'm about out of things to tell. You ready to sleep yet?"
"Sure, if you'll snuggle up to me I'll go to sleep really quick."
I rolled onto my side and he spooned up to me and I put my arm around him and felt his heart beating in his chest. I was overcome with love for him and as I sniffed his hair and detected his unique scent I felt what parents throughout eternity must have felt..that peacefulness that comes from loving someone so much that nothing else matters. There were tears in my eyes as we snuggled down and soon his breathing slowed and became regular and I knew he was asleep.
I lay there feeling his heart beat and the slow rise and fall of his chest, inhaling his scent and feeling the warmth of his body...a body that I had helped to create in a sudden act of passion on a night so long ago, and eventually I drifted off into dreamland.
When it was time for Cody to go home that Sunday evening I could tell he was as sad as I was that the weekend was over. He stalled as long as possible but finally I convinced him it was time to go and he reluctantly packed up the few clothes he'd bought, but made it clear he was leaving the models for us to finish next time he was over.
On the way over he was quiet for a while then he started talking about school and his friends and by the time we got there he seemed fine. Bobbie invited me to stay for dinner and I gladly accepted since it would mean I had more time to spend with my boy.
Cody dragged me to his room and proudly showed me his models and all his prized possessions and I felt even closer to him. His room was a typical boy's room, not exactly messy, but lived in, and full of the things boys loved. He had a few posters, mostly gaming, and cars, but one was sort of interesting. It was a picture of a unicorn in a field with a castle in the background and a number of half animal half humans scattered here and there.
His bedspread was a blue baseball print with matching drapes on the window and sure enough in the corner was a tall wicker basket with a couple of bats in it and a glove hung around the handle of one of them
"So you like baseball son?"
"I love it dad, I played t-ball, coach pitch, and finally boy pitch. I want to play again this spring. Will you come to my games dad?"
"Of course I will, in fact...I might even coach now that I have a son to make it legit..he he."
"Oh dad! Are you serious? That would be soo cool. Mom, did you hear...dad might coach my team this year," He said dragging me into the kitchen.
"I didn't know you liked baseball," she said laughing, "but then I don't really know much about you at all."
"Well, we'll fix that cause you're gonna be seeing a lot of me around here, and of course you're welcome at my place too. Next time I'll have you over for dinner."
so are you
serious about the baseball thing, cause Cody is crazy about baseball.
It would give you two even more time to spend together."
"Yeah, very serious. I've wanted to coach for years, but you know they sort of frown on single gay guys coaching, but now that I have a son...."
"Well, do what you have to do and I'll make sure Cody is there for sign up."
Dinner was mac and cheese and hamburger patties, one of Cody's favorites and soon to be mine too. I loved my boy so much that I would be changing a lot of things in the near future just to fit into his world.
We had a good time that night laughing and talking and I got to know Cody and Bobbie a little better. It was obvious they loved each other very much and had an easy kind of parent child relationship, and I was envious of what they shared. Sure I knew Cody and I would have our own special relationship, but it was obvious their relationship was something very special and a joy to behold.
I stayed till Cody's bedtime and tucked him in and told him a story and once again he fell asleep halfway through. When I joined Bobbie in he living room she was sipping a glass of wine.
"Want a glass?" she said holding up her wine glass.
"Naw, but could we talk a minute?"
"Sure, sit down, take a load off.."
"I was wondering, I mean I loved having Cody for the weekend, but I...I want to see more of him. You've had him for ten years but I only just discovered him and well...I feel like I've missed so much."
"How about if he stays with you while I work...I mean if your schedule permits."
"That sounds great. I only work a couple of nights a week so the other five I have free."
"Well, then that's settled...and if you start coaching him you'll have him for practice and the games of course. You'll see plenty of him and I'm not against the three of us spending time together either."
"Thanks, I knew you'd be cool about this. I'm just sorry I missed the first nine years of his life."
"Look, I'm not going to keep apologizing for that. We both know why that happened and all we can do is move forward."
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to whine about it or cast any blame. I just feel like I missed so much."
"Like poopy diapers, and sleepless nights while he was teething, colic and the measles," she laughed. "No what you've got now is the polished version of your son. Oh, he was a good baby and a good kid growing up, but now he's so much more interesting and special."
"I would have gladly changed those poopy diapers and walked the floor with him, but thank you for doing that for him....and I agree he is very special. After all he's a little me," I added grinning.
"And as full of it as you are too," she laughed, "So...anyone interesting in your life these days?"
"Nope, Cody's arrival came just at the right time. No lose ends, no boyfriends, no fear of Cody catching me with my drawers down....he he."
"Not that he'd be upset," she chuckled, "I think he's going to be like you in another way too."
"Oh, what's that?" I said clueless.
"Well, from what you told me about your little talk the other night, I'd think you'd know the answer to that one."
"Oh, well...I think he may just be curious. He's only ten...."
"And when you were ten, were you just curious?"
I sighed, "Okay, so I knew...but I had friends that were curious and moved on to girls."
"I wonder how many of them came back to boys later," she said eying me for my reaction.
"Well, there was this one boy...Johnny Williard, he got married and had a kid then one day I ran into him at the park and well...we hooked up."
"Cody is very intelligent and sensitive and I think he knows what he likes. I know you probably feel a little pressured by that, afraid you might be pushing him toward being gay, but trust me this has been a long time coming and I don't think he was influenced in any way. I think he was born that way, just like you and I were born the way we are."
"I...will do whatever I can to make this easier for him. I'll be supportive and love him, but it still feels a little strange...almost scary. I mean what if he asks me intimate questions? I'd feel sort of strange telling a ten year that sort of thing, let alone my own flesh and blood."
"You'll do fine. Quit worrying so much. Things will work out. The more time you two spend together the more comfortable and natural those things will become. Being a parent isn't hard, but it's intense, you learn as you go and make a few mistakes along the way, but with a great kid like Cody it's a walk in the park most times."
"Yeah, he is a great kid. Well, I should go. I have to be at work at 8 in the morning. Hey, when do you work late again?"
"Tomorrow, I go in at 2."
"Darn, I don't get off until 5," I grumbled, "Hey, what if you dropped him by the store. He could look around or wait in the snack bar till I got off work then we could grab some dinner and hang out till you got off."
"If you're sure that's fine with me. I know Cody will love it."
"Good, then it's all set. See you two tomorrow. Hey, if you can keep a secret, why not surprise him at the last minute," I said grinning.
"I love surprising him. I'll think of something to tell him then drop him by. Where will you be?"
"I'll watch for you, but if I'm not around just have them page me at the service desk."
I drove home smiling, thinking about seeing my boy again and how surprised and happy he'd be when he found out he was staying with me. I managed to get to sleep somehow that night and as soon as I got to work I began to count the hours till my boy arrived.
I saved my lunch break for Cody's arrival and at 1:30 I was hovering around the front when the two of them came in. Cody took one look at me and came running and jumped me almost knocking me down.
"Hi Dad, mom had some shopping to do before she goes to work. We didn't have school today cause of the Teacher's Meeting and I got had the whole day free."
I laughed and winked at Bobbie, "Well, I hope you won't be upset, but this was sort of a set up."
"Huh, what do you mean?"
"Well, you mom is dropping you off on her way to work and you're gonna hang out with me till I get off and then come home with me."
"Really?" he squealed and hugging me tight. Then he turned to Bobbie and scolded her, "Mom, you really got me this time, but I'm so happy I don't even care."
She hugged us both and headed off to work and I clocked out and we had lunch in the snack bar. The food was edible at best, but Cody acted as if it was the best food he's ever eaten. It was so enlightening looking at the world through a ten year old's eyes and I was learning to love life again as my love for my son deepened.
When it was time to go back to work I told Cody he could look around but to be respectful and not mess anything up and he assured me he would leave things neater than he found them. I went about my busy day and saw him a few times as he shopped around but he kept his distance, afraid I guessed that he's get me in trouble. He needn't have worried though, I had a good store manager and cool assistants and it was more like one big family than a business.
Rita, one of the girls who worked with me in the Men and Boys department came up to me and told me how much she thought Cody looked like me and how sweet he was.
"Just like me," I said grinning, "but I can't take all the credit, his mom is a sweetheart too."
"So, why aren't you two...you know together?"
"Well...." I gave her the abbreviated version, filling in the gaps that the gossip grapevine had left and she smiled knowingly.
"Well, the important thing is that you be a good dad to him now. You two got a lot of time to make up for. I think it's nice that you accepted him so easily and have become part of his life."
"He's an amazing kid, the first minute I saw him I knew there was something special about him and when I found out why I loved him instantly," I said getting a little emotional.
"Awww..you big old teddy bear. I just love a man with a soft heart for kids."
"Well, speaking of kids...could you fill the boys jeans, they've been selling like hot cakes."
She laughed but went off to take care of business and I finished up the layout I was working on and went to the bathroom. As I pushed open the door I saw Cody standing at the urinal.
"Oh, hi dad, hadda go pee."
"Are you okay, not too bored are you?"
"No way, I'm loving it here. I looked at all the models and even picked out a few I want to buy when I get the two we bought the other day put together."
"Good, I'm sorry I couldn't be off earlier, but this is my job and I have to work my schedule."
"It's okay dad," he said zipping up and moving to the sink to wash up.
I took my place as the urinal and let lose and Cody laughed, "Man you been saving that all day?"
"Nope, just since lunch. I'm gonna a take a break when I'm done peeing, we can get a soda or something, okay?"
"Yeah, I'm kind of thirsty."
In the cafe we got drinks and found a booth sat down. A couple of other employees were in the booth next to us and one of them, a lady naked Fran commented on how cute Cody was and how much he looked like me.
"Yeah, he's got my good looks and my brains," I teased.
"Well, he's a cutie alright, I bet the girls just love him."
Cody sort of blushed and looked at me for help. "He's more into baseball than girls at this age and I'm glad for that," I said smiling.
She turned back to the other employee then and left us alone after that and Cody and discussed our plans for the evening. When I went back to work Cody stayed in the cafe and read a magazine I got from the men's lounge until it was time to go.
We stopped by Eggroll Express and got Chinese takeout and took it back to my apartment and ate in front of the TV.
"Mom never lets me eat in front of the TV," Cody said taking a bite of rice, "I like it here with just us guys, cause the rules are easy and it's fun."
That made me wonder if part of Cody's attraction to me was that I was easy and I decided maybe I needed to talk to Bobbie about that. But he was a good kid and so far I hadn't needed to reprimand him for anything. He seemed like an easy going kid with a lot of respect not only for adults but for other kids. I remembered how polite and gentle he'd been with the younger kids at McDonalds and that made me smile.
"Well, I hope I'm not ruining you for when you're at your mom's. She had you house broken, I'd hate to have you peeing on the floor again."
He giggled and covered his mouth to keep that rice from flying out, "Oh dad, you're so funny. I never peed on the floor, only in my bed."
"Ewww..and I let you sleep with me," I teased.
"Oh I quit doing that when I was 5, I'm not a baby you know."
"No, but I bet you were a cute one when you were. I'm sorry I missed that part of your life."
"It's okay dad, we can make up for all the time now," he said patting my hand. Then he sighed, "This is like Heaven..finally having a dad."
"Well, it's pretty nice for me too. I thought I'd die someday and there would be no one to carry on my name, but now...."
"You're not sick are you dad?" Cody asked looking worried.
"No son, but I won't live forever. Hopefully it will be a long, long time, but someday I'll shuffle off to Heaven and leave all this behind."
"I'll be soooo sad," he pouted, "Don't die for a very long time, okay dad?"
"I'll do my best son."
We finished our dinner and watched some TV then around 9 I had Cody take a shower so he'd be ready for bed when his mom picked him up. I was planning on letting him sleep a few hours here before she picked him up but our plans changed suddenly.
Bobbie called while Cody was in the shower and she sounded tired and worried. "Oh Rob, I'm so sorry but the hospital has asked me to work over. I won't get out of here till around six am. Would it be too much to ask for you to keep Cody overnight and run him to school in the morning?"
"First of all, nothing that concerns my son will ever be to much to ask, and secondly I'm sorry they stuck you with a second shift, but never fear dad is here. It would be my pleasure to have my son sleep over and I can run him to school on my way to work."
"Oh Rob, you're a life saver and a good dad. Well, I have to run, thanks again and give Cody a kiss for me and all my love."
"I will Bobbie, I hope the rest of your shift goes by fast."
When Cody got out of the shower he wandered in still drying his hair and looked at me curiously. "Was that mom on the phone?"
Boy that kid had good ears. "Yeah, bad news," I said trying to look sad, "She has to work over and you're stuck with me tonight."
"What? NO, that's not bad news...I mean for mom maybe, but for me...it's great news. I get to sleep here...yah!"
"So I kind of get the feeling that you like it here with your old man," I teased.
"Daaaad, I love it here," he said jumping into my lap and kissing my face.
"I love having you here too. You mom send her love and this.." I said kissing him on the cheek.
He giggled, "Now one from you," He said presenting the other cheek.
I kissed him on that cheek, then his forehead, then his nose, then his chin and he started giggling and so I started tickling him till he was squirming all over the place.
"Daaad....stop....it," he giggled, "you're...gonna make...me pee."
I stopped immediately and Cody sighed, "This is so good. I never knew having a dad could be so cool."
"Oh, there's lots more coolness to come," I said hugging him to me. I'm going down to the rec center to fill out the paperwork to become a coach tomorrow. Then we'll start building our team. Hey, I never asked you but what positions do you play?"
We talked baseball till bedtime and as expected Cody insisted on sleeping with me. Since Bobbie and I had discussed this already and we were in full agreement I didn't give him any grief over it.
When we piled into bed he rolled onto his side facing me and smiled. He was so beautiful, but I'm not just saying that cause he's mine, and his beauty took my breath away.
"Goodnight dad, love ya."
"Goodnight tiger, I love you more," I said patting him gently.
"Huh uh, cause that's not possible. I love you as much as there is in the whole world. A zillion times a zillion."
"Well, how about if we love each other equally?"
"Okay," he sighed and then yawned and even then he was beautiful, "Will you tell me a story?"
So I found myself making up a little story about a unicorn and a boy and Cody loved it. he hung on every word and managed to stay awake through the whole story. "Oh dad that was the best story ever. How did you know I liked unicorns?"
"Well, maybe I kind of figured it out when I saw that poster in your room," I chuckled.
"Oh, yeah. Mom bought that for me at this really cool fair we went to last year."
"Maybe we can find some more unicorn stuff for your room here when we fix it up."
"Oh yeah, that would be cool dad," he said yawning again.
"Well, time to go night night," I said smiling at my son.
"Okay, but can we snuggle daddy?"
"Sure buddy, scoot over here and snuggle up to me."
We slept snuggled up or spooning all night and I slept like a baby. I loved how my little man smelled and his softness and warmth and it lulled me to sleep within minutes. I think there is no greater feeling on earth than to have your child in your arms as they sleep. I may have missed that opportunity when he was a baby, but I had him now and I was going to make up for lost time.
Morning at my place is usually laid back but that next one was hectic as I got Cody fed and ready for school. Fortunately he's left his books and stuff in his locker so there was no need to go home first and the school was only a mile or so from my apartment.
We got there in plenty of time and Cody took his time unbuckling his seatbelt then leaning in against me he gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek, "Thanks for last night dad, it was awesome."
"You're welcome buddy, I enjoyed myself and I hope there's a lot more evening like that one."
"There will be, mom works some crazy hours sometimes. Well, gotta go. I'll call ya tonight dad, okay?"
"You better or I'll be hurt," I said giving him one last hug, "Be careful buddy. I love you."
"Love you too dad, bye," he said as he opened the door. He scampered out and was immediately joined by a slender freckle faced boy who put his arm around Cody's shoulder.
I laughed when I saw that and thought back to when I was ten, before touching another boy was considered queer by your peers. My friends and I had been very demonstrative of affection and even held hands sometimes, but the arm over the shoulder thing was widely accepted at that age. I figured this boy must be one of Cody's close friends and I wanted to know more about him. Was he a baseball player, would he be sleeping over? Stuff like that. I wanted to know everything about my son and be a part of his world and knowing his friends was an important step in doing that.
A week passed and Cody and I chatted on the phone every night. His mom was on the day shift so I didn't get to have Cody over until that second weekend. Bobbie was working all weekend so it worked out well.
I picked Cody up on Friday evening and we went out for dinner then back to the apartment to plan our weekend. It was then that I got a chance to ask him about the boy I'd seen him with at school that morning.
"Oh, that's Paul. He's like my best friend I guess. We hang around a lot with each other at school, but we never like see each other except at school."
"Well, I was thinking if you ever want to have a bud over for the night, that would be fine with me."
"Really? Yeah, that would be cool. I'll ask Paul about it. Hey, he likes baseball too...so maybe he can be on our team."
"Sure, it's a ways off but never too early to start recruiting. I have two more training classes then I'm officially a coach, but of course sign up isn't till April."
"This is gonna be sooo cool dad. What are we gonna call our team?"
"Well, I think I'll let the team decide that. We'll have to see what names are left but I suggest we name it after one of the major league teams."
"I vote for the Braves," Cody said excitedly, "that's my favorite team."
"Good choice, but we'll have to let everyone vote on it."
We had an enjoyable weekend, played putt putt and went for a long walk and of course ate pizza watched movies. Cody slept with me both nights and Sunday night when I was alone in my bed I realized how much I missed having him there with me. I sniffed his pillow and thought to myself, this is my little boy's smell and it's unique and special just like he is. I went to sleep with his pillow clutched tightly in my arms.
Time passed quickly, Thanksgiving came and I took Bobbie and Cody to meet my mom. As expected my mom was excited to learn she had a grandson and began the process of spoiling him rotten. She had gifts for him, for past birthdays she said, and fawned over him the whole time we were there. She seemed to like Bobbie too and I could tell she was curious about her and how she felt about the whole situation.
We had the traditional dinner and after we'd put away the leftovers and settled into the living room to visit the relatives began to trickle in to meet the newest member of our family.
First was uncle Joe, my favorite uncle and his wife Kathy and their four kids. Joe took one look at Cody and a big smile crossed his face, "Rob he looks just like you did when you were that age, doesn't he Mildred (my mom)?"
"Yes, I have pictures, hold on I'll get them. And pretty soon my face was bright red as mom passed around the pictures of me as a baby and a kid, including a few naked ones and one of me peeing in the backyard.
Cody cracked up and asked his new grandma is he could have a copy of that one, but fortunately she didn't have the negative. Next came my aunt Irene and her husband David and pretty soon we had a house full. But we were a close family and Cody was as easily accepted as I had been when I was born into it, minus a dad.
Cody loved the attention, but I sensed that Bobbie was a little uncomfortable around so many people she didn't know. I pulled her into the kitchen on the pretense of getting us a glass of water and tried to explain, but she just waved me off.
"It's fine, I'm glad Cody will have such a big family, but I wonder what they would think about me and my....you know....my lifestyle."
I laughed, "What lifestyle? You work, you're a good mom, and a wonderful person. There's no hidden agenda in being gay, we're not out to destroy the world or anything. They accepted me being gay and trust me I sweated bullets over that one, but you know what...a good family can accept anything and mine is the best. They will love you as much as I do and you'll learn to love them too. They're down to earth good people, you just need to give them a chance."
Bobbie seemed heartened by our talk and actually started chatting up some of the ladies. I saw her and my aunt Mary move off to one side and heard them talking about tropical fish and birds, my aunt's passion, and I relaxed. Soon Bobbie was mingling with everyone and I saw my uncle Joe give her a smile and say something that made her laugh. I would definitely have to ask her about that later.
By six everyone had left and it was just the four of us once more. We had leftovers and pecan and pumpkin pie and when we were stuffed once more Cody and I went outside to get a breath of fresh air and left the women to clean up the mess and get better acquainted.
Mom's house was about a hundred feet from the railroad track and though not the house I had grown up in, it was on the same block and the railroad tracks had been a playground of mine when I was a kid. There was also a farm equipment lot between the tracks and the houses on the block and us kids had played on hay balers and combines and tractors all the time we were growing up. Back then kids didn't need expensive fancy toys to keep them busy, all they needed was their imagination and a few pieces of farm machinery.
I took Cody out back and showed him where I had played as a kid and he bubbled over with excitement. "This is so cool dad, you were lucky."
We were interrupted by the scream of a diesel engine and I pulled Cody closer to the tracks so we could watch a long MKT train fly down the tracks. The look on his face was priceless. What boy wasn't intrigued and mystified by anything with an engine?
When I had been very small, maybe 4 or 5 I had been terrified of the huge noisy trains, and my uncles used to torture me by dragging me out to back yard and making me watch them go by as I screamed and cried. They were just boys doing what boys do and I held no grudges, but eventually I overcame my fear and thus began a life long love of trains. To this day the clickety clack of a train on a track can lull me to sleep in a few minutes.
When the train passed Cody looked up at me grinning, "Oh dad that as so cool. Did you ever ride on one of those trains?"
"No, but I've always wanted to. Of course now there's hardly any passenger trains left, but I hope to ride one someday and maybe you can go with me."
"Come on I want you to feel the tracks...."
December brought cold weather, but no snow and the chances of a white Christmas seemed unlikely, but a guy can still hope and this year I had another reason to want one. I had been watching Cody carefully every time we visited the toy department at work or the toy store in the mall and had picked up enough information to start shopping for his Christmas presents.
He had left his bike behind in Kansas so first on my list was a new bike, second an electric road race set, and third a new ball glove and bat, and of course some smaller things like model kits and...well, you get the picture. Hey, I had ten years of Christmases and birthdays to make up for and I this would be a good start.
To be fair I ran all of it past Bobbie and though she thought I was going a bit overboard I think she understood. Since I was buying him so many wants, she decided she'd take care of his needs and buy him clothes and shoes and that sort of thing.
"He says he wants some bikini underwear," she laughed, "now where did he get that idea I wonder?" she teased.
"Not from me," I said innocently, "he has his own style, and I try not to influence him in any way, but I guess he does want to be like his old man in some ways."
"So..you wear bikinis?"
"I have a few pair, but truthfully I don't wear them much anymore, especially if Cody is sleeping over. I've gone back to the traditional tighty whities," I laughed.
"And I bet you're just as sexy in those. I seem to remember that's what you were wearing that night when your son was conceived," she said giggling.
I blushed bright red, despite being with hundreds of men, the one girl I'd been with could still get to me.
"Well, I'm a sexy guy," I joked, "I could wear boxers and still be sexy."
"I agree, well...I guess if Cody wants bikinis then that's what he'll get."
Two weeks before Christmas I had Cody for the weekend and we decorated the apartment and put up a tree. The tree was almost too tall for my ceiling but with a little trimming we got it to fit. The look on Cody's face was priceless and I took dozens of pictures of him and the tree and even used the timer and took a few of us together. Bobbie was at work but later when she came by to see the tree she was amazed at how pretty it was and I gave Cody all the credit.
The rest of the month passed quickly and I had all of Cody's presents wrapped and hidden away and the bike stored in my manager's garage till Christmas eve. I laughed when Cody was over and started sniffing around for his presents but I played it cool. Then one evening a few days before Christmas he seemed to be moping around and I couldn't stand to see him so sad.
"What's up buddy? Why so down, someone shit in your cornflakes?" I teased as I sat down beside him and slapped his leg playfully.
"Ohhhhh nothing," he said dramatically.
"Well, it's something. Are you upset with me about something?"
He bit his lip then looked up at me with tears in his eyes, "No..."
"Come here buddy," I said holding out my arms. He swarmed into them and I kissed his sweet face and tasted his salty tears. If you have never tasted your child's tears, I highly recommend it, it's an amazing thing.
"Please don't be sad, it's almost Christmas and Santa has a sleigh full of goodies just for you."
He smiled, "He does?" he said wiping his eyes.
"Yep, I have it on good authority. And your mom is going to let me have you Christmas Eve and I've arranged for Santa to drop them off early."
He grinned, "Oh Dad, I know there's no real Santa."
I looked horrified, "What? No Santa? Who's been telling you these lies?"
He wrinkled his forehead and gave me a curious look, "Only little kids believe in Santa."
"Well, I guess I'm a little kid then, cause I know he exists."
"But...how does he get all those presents to all the kids in one night"
"Well, he has help these days, see Santa isn't so much a person as he is an ideal. A feeling deep inside of us that makes us want to be better people if only at this special time of year."
"So...you're Santa?" he said smiling.
"Me, you, your mom...everyone who loves Christmas and feels the spirit."
"I see, so...Santa is real cause we're real?"
"Yeah, that's it. So don't worry, Santa didn't forget you."
"I know, but he sure did a good job of hiding the presents," he laughed.
"He's a sneaky guy," I laughed.
"Yeah, I know," he said grinning.
Christmas Eve came and I worked till 1 then picked Cody up at his place. Bobbie had to work the late shift which sucked, but at least she was off Christmas and the day after. Cody was bubbling over with excitement and when we got to the apartment he practically ran up the stairs and was dancing from one foot to the other as I took my time unlocking the door.
He rushed past me and I heard him squeal when he saw the booty beneath the tree and by the time I joined him he was shaking packages and sizing things up.
"Are these all for me?" he asked with wide eyes.
"Well, I think there might me one or two for me." Two from Bobbie and two from Cody to be exact, placed there earlier in the week.
"Oh yeah, when can I open them?"
"Well, my family has this tradition that we open one present on Christmas Eve then the rest Christmas morning. How does that sound?"
He frowned, but the lure of joining with me in a family tradition out weighed his need for gratification. "Okay, but which one?"
"That's easy, go look in your room," I said grinning.
He looked at me smiling form ear to ear then dashed off down the hall and I heard him squeal once more when he saw his new bike. A few minutes later he came pushing it down the hall all smiles.
"Oh dad, its so cool...so perfect. Thank you soooo much. I love it. Can I go try it out?"
"Yeah, it's still light enough but only on the sidewalks, the people around here drive like maniacs."
I walked him down and watched as he rode off, my boy, and my heart was filled with love and joy. The skies were overcast and the weatherman said there was a chance for snow, but I wasn't planning on it. At least it was warm enough for Cody to try out his new bike.
He circled the building and came up behind me laughing, "Cool dad, I love it. It's so much better than my old bike," he said screeching to a halt at my feet, then leaning in he gave me a big hug while straddling his new bike.
I hugged him back and kissed the top of his head. "I'm so glad you like it, but I want you to promise me you'll be careful when you ride."
"I will dad, I know what would happen if a car hit me, I'd be squashed,' he said making a funny face.
I had to laugh, but the horror of what he described wasn't funny. A friend of mine had lost his son to a speeding driver when he was 11 and the family never really recovered from their loss. He was a good kid and very sweet and it affected me almost as much as it did his family. After that day I had a whole new perspective on life and how fragile it was. I still refer to that day as the day I lost my innocence. From that day on I never really looked at things the same way.
The wind began to get colder after a while and I finally convinced Cody to come inside. We parked his bike in the spare bedroom and I fixed us some hot cocoa to warm us up. As we sat on the couch sipping our cocoa and basking in the warm glow of each other's company and watching the twinkling lights on the tree and I was transported to another place and another time, back when I was a boy.
"So want to open one from me?" he said after a while bringing me back to the present.
"What? Oh, yeah...you pick it out okay?"
He hopped up and pawed through the packages under the tree then jumped up with a small brightly wrapped package in his hands and ran back over to where I sat. Handing it to me he grinned widely, "This is from me, I hope you like it."
"I know I will," I said unwrapping it slowly, "I'd love anything you gave me."
As I got more of the paper off I could see it was a watch box, but I didn't know if it was a watch or if he's simply used the box to wrap whatever it was. Once I had it unwrapped I had my answer, it was a watch and a nice one. It was a Timex and perfect for me to wear to work. Mine had given up the ghost quite some time back and I remembered Cody asking me about it one time when he stayed over. The little detective had figured out all on his own what I needed.
"Oh, son...it's perfect. Thank you so much," I said taking it out and slipping it on my wrist, "I've needed a watch for a while now, but never got around to buying one. I love it"
"I knew your old one was broke and well..mom helped me pick it out."
"It's perfect, come here and let me give you a hug."
He scampered over and I hugged him and kissed his hair and he melted into me. "I love you so much dad, and this is the best Christmas ever."
"For me too," I sighed happily, "Hey tell you what, since the present you opened was just for outside how about if I let you open one for inside?"
"Awww...you don't have to, but...if you really want me to..." he said grinning eagerly.
I smiled and got up and picked out the package with the road race set. I figured we'd set it up and it would keep his mind off the other gifts under the tree. It was pretty heavy so I laid it on the coffee table and told him to have at it. He unwrapped it in a flash and when he saw what it was he was squealing again.
"Oh dad...it's just what I always wanted, but mom said we didn't have room for it at our apartment. Can we set it up now, can we please dad?"
We moved some furniture around and set it up in the middle of the floor and looping under the coffee table. It was a pretty cool set up with a jump and two cool cars and I had to admit I enjoyed playing with it as much as my boy. I had always liked slot cars when I was a kid and used to go race them at the hobby store with my friends.
"This is so cool dad," he said happily, "but know what's coolest about it? That I have a dad to play with me."
I felt tears sting my eyes, "I know what you mean son. I would have given the world to have a dad when I was growing up, but somehow God fixed things by giving me a son to love and have fun with. It's like...I get a chance to see things from the other side."
"You're the best dad ever," he said smiling and melting my heart.
We played for hours while in the background the usual Christmas programs droned on on the TV. From Mr. Grinch to Frosty the Snowman before we finally pulled ourselves away long enough to eat. I fixed a plate of sandwiches and chips and we sat watching TV while we ate and as soon as we were done I convinced Cody to go take his shower. He fussed a little then grabbed his undies and headed off to the bathroom.
I cleaned up our mess and by the time I was finished he was back.
"Wow, that was quick," I chuckled, "I hope you got all your parts washed."
"Oh dad, I'm small it don't take long to wash all my parts," he giggled.
"Well, I guess that's true." I helped him dry his hair then he slipped on shorts and a tee and joined me in the floor for some more slot car fun.
We played till bedtime then I took a quick shower while Cody waited for me in my bed. I took a quick one and brushed my teeth and got dressed then headed to my bedroom. The room was dark and at first I didn't see what was going on in my bed but when I did I almost laughed.
Laying in the middle of my bed with his eyes closed was a little version of me masturbating. He had his shorts pulled down and was working the skin up and down on his three inch cock. For a ten year old he was well endowed and I know that's silly, but it made me feel proud.
I knew it was wrong to watch such a private moment, but I was mesmerized by the sight of him and overcome with the innocence and beauty of my son's self loving. I wasn't turned on, I was just....what? intrigued I guess, or proud and happy to know that he had accepted this part of his being a male so easily and passionately from the look of bliss on his sweet face.
I couldn't have been there more than a minute when I saw that look on his face that is so familiar to us males. Some call it the O face but in Cody's case I would call it the O MY God face...lol. His sweet little face went through all kind of contortions as he bit his lips and gasped and then made a little mewling sound as his body shook and spasmed and arched upward forcing his cock deeper into his small hand.
When it was over he fell back down on the bed and relaxed as his breathing slowed down and he came down from his orgasm, which from the look of it was very intense. His eyes flickered open and when he saw me he grinned sheepishly. He stowed his now soft dick and eyed me questioningly.
I winked and climbed into bed without saying a word. It was so quiet you could hear a pin drop for a minute then he rolled onto his side and touched my chest gently. "Well, are you mad or upset or happy for me?" he asked looking serious.
"What? Oh, that..." I chuckled, "I think proud and happy and a little envious would sum it up."
"Huh, why envious? Yours is bigger."
"Because when I was your age, mine wasn't as big and I don't think my orgasms were as strong as yours appeared to be."
"You know that feeling at the end."
"Oh yeah, that's the best part and this was a good one. I think....I think it was because you were watching me dad." he said then looked at me nervously.
"Oh, you knew I was there? I didn't want to intrude, but I just couldn't stop watching. I mean some people might think it was sick, but I swear I wasn't thinking about sex, just about how beautiful you were and how proud I was that you had discovered this part of yourself."
"Is it sick if I like having you watch me dad?" he said frowning.
"No, not sick. This is all new to you, and there is no right or wrong as far as feelings go, but some things need to stay between you and me and maybe your mom."
"Ewwww..I could never tell mom I do that," he said looking horrified.
I chuckled, "Do you think she doesn't know what little boys do when they're alone?"
"Oh God, did she tell you this?"
"No, but she's a smart lady and you're not exactly the first boy to find his dick was good for more than peeing."
"I guess," he sighed, "but I would never want her to watch."
"But you didn't mind me watching?"
"No, I knew you'd be coming back pretty soon so I sort of made it last till you got here," he said blushing.
"Well, I feel privileged, but you understand that dads and sons don't usually do that sort of thing together?"
"How come, is it bad?"
God how do you explain morals and incest and all that to a ten year old without taking away his innocence and wonder?
I took a deep breath and tried, "Well, society in general says it's bad and it's actually against the law. In fact a man being with a boy that way is illegal too. But, it wasn't always that way. In ancient times it was widely accepted for boys and men to be...umm together that way, but times have changed and now it's illegal almost everywhere."
He scrunched up his cute face and looked thoughtful, "But what is the boy wants it to happen?"
"That sometimes happens and sometimes the man gives in, but if they get caught the man can go to prison for a very long time and society treats the boy like a victim which sometimes hurts the boy more than the relationship with the man ever would." I hoped I wasn't being too jaded in my explanation, but I found myself speaking from my own heart and mind and this was how I felt.
"So, if a boy wants to do stuff with a man and the man says okay, then they have to be really, really careful.." he said causing me to laugh softly.
"Is that what you got out of that?"
"Well, yeah. I don't think it's bad. I think it's silly to put a man in jail for that if the boy wants to do it too."
I sighed, "Maybe we should put this conversation on hold till I have a chance to talk to your mom."
"NOOOOO!" he practically yelled, "Don't you dare talk to her about this or I'll...I'll...be so embarrassed."
I mulled that over, how should I handle this one? Bobbie had assured me she trusted my judgment in all things to deal with being a boy, so should I just trust my own instincts?
"Okay, okay, but let me think some more about all this and we'll talk again soon."
"Okay, I'm sort of tired anyway...doin that sort of makes me tired," he said grinning.
"Me too," I chuckled, "it's a great way to relax."
"Mmmm...can I snuggle up to you daddy?"
"Sure buddy, you're my boy and I'm all yours."
Cody was soon asleep and as I lay there watching my perfect little angel deep in slumber I thought about our conversation and what more I should say. I didn't have any real experience in this area but I had my gut instincts and they were usually very good. Growing up I had no one to ask about such things, but I wished now that I had. I had questions then just like Cody had now and I knew he deserved the best answers I could give him.
I woke to a cold room and tip toed to the window and threw open the curtains. Below me six inches of snow covered the ground and parking lot and I practically yelled with excitement when I saw it.
"Cody, son...wake up, it snowed last night. We got our white Christmas after all."
My little sleepy head padded to the window and hugged me tight and we stood there a long time staring out at the beauty of the snow before our aching bladders drove us to the bathroom.
As excited as he was by the snow, the lure of the remaining presents under the tree was more exciting. I insisted he eat some breakfast first and fixed us some oatmeal and toast which he quickly gobbed down.
I finally gave the word and he launched himself into the pile of gifts and didn't stop till he had them all unwrapped. I got a hug and kiss and a thank you between each opening and when he had them all at his feet he dug mine out and watched anxiously as I unwrapped them.
Form Bobbie I got a nice sweater and a new wallet, which I needed badly, and from my son one of those fancy Leatherman knives with all the gadgets in it. I had wanted one for a while but never felt I needed one enough to pay the price.
"Oh, son how did you know I wanted one of these? Did I ever mention it or did you just read my mind?"
"Mom told me. She said when you guys were out shopping one day while I was in school you were looking at them like you wanted one real bad," he laughed.
"She's as sneaky as you," I laughed, "Well, I gotta tell ya, I really like my gifts, but the one I like most is sitting right there under my tree."
"Huh? Which one.....oh, dad...you mean me?" he said beaming.
I nodded as tears stung my eyes, "The best Christmas gift any man could ever get."
He swarmed into my arms and we hugged for a long time then he drew me into his world and I was a boy once more as we tried out all his new toys.
stopped falling and the street were passable by the time we drove to
Bobbie's and she was waiting for us at the door.
you guys have any trouble getting here?" she said sounding rested and
happy for a
change."I've got a turkey in the oven and all the usual goodies, are
you guys hungry?"
"Starved, we had frozen waffles for breakfast," I laughed.
"Well, you won't be when you get up from the table," she chuckled.
"Thanks again for letting Cody spend Christmas Eve with me."
"You're so welcome. Well, I've got to go beat my rolls down again," she laughed, "that sound so violent doesn't it, but you know what I mean, the yeast causes them to rise..."
"You make homemade rolls? I love yeast rolls."
"Good, I'll send some home with you, plus all the other stuff."
"Great, is there anything I can do to help"
"Nope, I got this covered."
Later a beautiful golden brown turkey sat on a platter looking like something out of a magazine and beside it two pans of homemade yeast rolls called my name. The air was thick with the aromas of Holiday food and I was practically drooling.
"You may have to roll me to the car when it's time to go cause I think I may eat myself into a stupor. God, it all smells so good. Who knew you could cook so good?"
"I don't get a chance to cook like this very often, but I like cooking especially when I have someone to appreciate it."
"Trust me we appreciate it, don't we Codster?"
"Uh huh, hey mom...what about the other presents?" he said causing us to laugh.
"After dinner," she scolded, "don't you have enough junk to play with already?"
"Okaaay," he whined, "but I can't wait to see your face when you open the one me and dad got for you."
"Well, it can wait till we eat. The suspense will kill me though," she giggled.
I helped Bobbie prepare the rest of the dinner while Cody set the table with Holiday plates and glasses. There was a candle centerpiece with holly and poinsettias and a table cloth to match and it all looked very pretty.
We held hands and Bobbie said grace and we dived into turkey, dressing, mashed potatoes, yams, green bean casserole, cranberries, and those yummy homemade rolls. We ate till we were stuffed (much like the turkey) and there was no room for dessert then so we retired to the living room to recover and open the rest of the presents.
In addition to the present Cody and I had got for Bobbie I had also bought her a pair of gold earrings with little butterflies on them at work. Cody still had the rest of his presents from his mom to unwrap but he waited till we had our presents in hand before be pulled his out.
"Come on mom...open your present from me and dad..."he said excitedly.
"Wow, it's huge," she said slowly removing the bow and ribbon, "I wonder what it could be?"
"It's something you really, really wanted," Cody giggled, "and me and dad got it for you cause we love you, right dad?"
I nodded, it was true, I did love Bobbie...in a way, after all she was the mother of my son and a very sweet person, but I was a little shy about admitting it considering the circumstances.
The surprise in the box was a coat that Bobbie had all but drooled over one day when we out shopping. It was pricey, well over a hundred bucks, but would be warm as well as stylish and she squealed when she opened the box and saw it.
"You guys, how did you know? Oh, I remember...that day you and I were shopping...was I that obvious?" she laughed.
"Well, let's just say I hadn't seen someone's eyes light up on anything like that in a long time. Try it on, let's see what it looks like. Oh, it looks great, I had Cody check the label in your old one for the size. How does it feel?"
"It's perfect. Oh thank you, thank you boys, it's perfect," she said looking a little teary eyed.
Cody moved in to hug her and I got swept up in the moment and gave her a quick hug as well. She did look good in the coat and I was suddenly aware of just how cute she was. She still looked young even though she was my age and still had the soft look about her and in her eyes that I'd remembered ten years ago. She had been my first and only girl and though I'd gone back to boys afterwards she still had a special place in my heart.
Cody opened his gifts from his mom then and I had a couple of smaller ones that Cody and Bobbie had held back for today. Bobbie finally got around to opening the earrings and she squealed again. What was it with girls and squealing when they were happy?
Once Cody had all his gifts unwrapped, he sat down between us on the couch and sighed, "Thanks for the clothes mom, they're really cool. I can't wait to wear them...when I go back to school."
"Well, I'm glad you like them. I was afraid you'd be disappointed, but your dad and I decided that since he was getting you toys and stuff you wanted I'd get you stuff you needed."
"Yeah, it's cool mom," he said smiling, "I love them....especially (blushing) the new underwear."
Bobbie and I laughed and I was reminded of what had taken place the night before when I caught my little man jerking the gherkin. I wanted so badly to talk to Bobbie about what had happened, but I didn't want to violate my son's trust in me. It was a slippery slope but in the end I decided that so far it wasn't anything I couldn't handle and I'd leave Bobbie out of it for now.
We watched TV and eventually Cody crashed. With is feet in my lap and his head in his mom's our little man slept peacefully as we stole glances at him and exchanged knowing smiles.
"He's so beautiful," I said softly as tears filled my eyes.
She nodded, "He looks so much like you. You must've been a very beautiful boy."
I shrugged, "I guess, I never really thought about it back then. I knew I wasn't ugly, but I wasn't vain or stuck on myself."
"Neither is our little boy. He's sweet natured and confident but not self absorbed like some kids tend to be."
"You've done a good job raising him, it shows in the way he treats others. I just hope I can be a good influence on him too."
"So far I'd say you were doing an excellent job. It's dad this and dad that, when he's home," she chuckled, "he thinks you can do no wrong."
I sighed, "I hope I don't disappoint him, I'm no saint, but I love my son and I will try to do the right thing where he's concerned."
"Don't worry so much, all he really needs is your love and support. He's a smart boy and will figure things out on his own."
I nodded. I was feeling a little sleepy myself and I yawned widely, "That turkey is putting me out," I laughed.
"Why don't you carry Cody to his bed and lay down with him? I think I could use a little nap myself," she said yawning too.
"Okay, sure if you think it's okay."
"Why wouldn't it be," she chuckled, "he sleeps with every night he stays over with you, right?"
"I...yeah, I hope you don't think that's weird."
"No, of course not and neither does Cody. He thinks it's cool. I know he's not a complete innocent, but he sees this as something innocent and I think you do too."
"Of course, it's just that I want him near me every minute I have him and I just couldn't kick him out of my bed and once it got started...well, it was too hard to stop it."
"It's fine. Maybe once you get his room fixed up and the new wears off he'll want his space, but for now...don't worry about it. I know I don't."
I sighed a sigh of relief. I gathered my son up in my arms and Bobbie led the way and opened his door for me. I laid him on the bed and unlaced his shoes and pulled his socks off. His feet were small and perfect just like the rest of him and I was suddenly overcome with the urge to kiss them as if he were royalty, which in my eyes he was.
Bobbie left us and I heard her bedroom door close. I left Cody's door open and peed before laying down next to him. There was a slight chill in the room but I found a blanket on a chair and pulled it over us.
Cody instinctively snuggled into me and soon I joined him in slumber. When I awoke it was even colder in the room but warm beneath the covers with my boy snuggled up to me. He felt so good, so soft and yet solid and oh so warm. He was right, his little feet were like heaters. He had them pushed up against my legs and they felt wonderful. I wondered how may parents allowed themselves to feel this kind of bliss, sleeping with their child. The world in general tried to make something bad out of it, but as far as I was concerned it was sweet and wholesome and just another way to bond with and show your love for your child.
Cody eventually stirred and his green eyes stared at me reflecting the love he felt for me. He yawned softly and smiled, "Hi dad. Did we sleep a long time?"
I glanced at me new watch that he had bought me, "Not long, a couple of hours," I yawned.
"I'm awake now," he said sitting up, "and hungry."
I laughed, "Don't you ever get enough to eat?"
"Hey, I'm a growing boy," he giggled, "even my pener is growing."
"Pener? That's a new one, well..I hope it doesn't get so big it bursts out of your new undies," I teased.
"Naw, not yet anyway. I gotta go pee, you coming dad?"
We peed side by side at the toilet and neither of us thought much about it. It was a guy thing and not sexual at all. I mean, yeah with the right guy I'd have popped a boner, but this was my son and I wasn't perving on him, even if I was curious about everything about him.
Bobbie was already up and watching TV, and when we wandered in she looked up and smiled, "I have bad news...or maybe good news, depending on how you look at it. Look outside."
We went to the window and pulled open the curtain and stared out at the extra foot of snow that had fallen since we arrived. "Oh my God, it came a blizzard. What does the weatherman say?"
"More snow to fall tonight, but it's supposed to let up tomorrow. I was thinking, since you're off work tomorrow...both of us are, why don't you just spend the night. You can bunk with Cody and then you won't have to try to drive in this mess."
"I....thank you. How does that sound son?"
"Are you kidding me?" he squealed (like mother like son) and jumped up and down, "I love it. We can stay up late and then you can tell me a story till I fall asleep..then we can sleep late and have breakfast with mom. It will be sooo cool."
I laughed and Bobbie smiled, "You guys make me smile. It's like a little Rob and a big Rob or a little Cody and a big Cody," she giggled.
"Mom, can I have some more pie?"
"I don't see why not. What else are holidays for except overeating and getting fatter?"
"Love and peace on earth," Cody said causing us to realize just how special our little man was.
I nodded, "You got that right buddy, and I hope you carry that with you all the days of your life."
We ate pie and drank milk and watched It's a Wonderful Life and enjoyed that warm glow of family. We were a strange family, but a family none the less, and this was very nice. I knew there would be many more night like this and more Christmases and Holidays and I looked forward to them.
Around eleven Bobbie headed off to bed, but Cody and I stayed up a while longer playing chess on the new board I'd bought him for Christmas. He was improving each time we played and was fast becoming a worthy advisory. When I finally checkmated him we decided it was time to hit the sheets.
I didn't have a toothbrush but Cody offered me his which I thought was sweet, but I passed and just used my finger and a little toothpaste to clean my teeth as best I could. We peed one last time and stripped down to our undies and climbed into bed.
Cody scooted over closer and snuggled into me, "Goodnight dad, this was the best Christmas ever."
"What, no story?" I teased.
"I'm too tired dad. Just snuggle up to me and I'll go to sleep real quick," he said sleepily.
"Okay son, I'm pretty beat myself. It was a long but good day. I just wish we could've had your gradma over."
"Next year dad...next year we can...promise me."
"I know she'd love it. Maybe next year we can go to her house for Christmas instead of Thanksgiving."
"Yeah, that would be cool. I can't believe she sent me a whole hundred dollars for Christmas," he said grinning, "Mom says I should save part of it, what do you think dad?"
"I agree with your mom. You have enough toys to keep you busy for a while. When the weather breaks we'll bring your bike over here for you to ride."
"Ummm huh," he said softly as his eyes fluttered then closed. Seconds later he was snoring softly.
I know I've said this before, but he was so beautiful when he slept. Long blond eyelashes resting on his perfect lids. His face soft and gentle looking as he slept, pouty lips moving slowly as if he were speaking in his dreams. He sighed softly a time or two then snuggled up a bit closer and I felt his warmth and softness enfold me.
I placed my hand on his chest and felt his little heart beating there, his blood, my blood pumping through his perfect little body and I was in love all over again. I leaned in and kissed his face and he smiled and sighed softly.
I watched him sleep till fatigue finally overtook me and I joined him in peaceful slumber. All my life I had been searching for love and that contentment that comes from caring more about someone else than I cared for myself and I had finally found it. That is was my son seemed only fitting and all the pieces of the puzzle finally came together. What I had been missing all my life was the love of a child and now that I had it, I knew my life would never be the same.
Morning came and the snow had stopped. The snowplows had been out early and by noon the roads were clear enough to drive. I stayed most of the day and would have stayed another night if not for the fact that I had to work the next day.
We had a late breakfast and Bobbie once again proved what a marvel she was in the kitchen. We had cinnamon French toast with strawberries and whipped cream and crispy bacon. Cody ate like a little pig and kept us laughing the whole time with his stellar wit. He was not only smart and cute, but had a killer sense of humor which I had to admit was a lot like my own. How could he have developed my traits when we had only met? Was it in the genes? and if so was there a gay gene in there as well? It didn't matter to me if he was straight or gay or bi or tri...or whatever, he was my boy and I loved him unconditionally and I knew Bobbie did to. With two open and loving parents like us how could he go wrong?
I finally managed to pull myself away about three but Cody wasn't too happy about it. He begged me to stay longer and Bobbie said I was welcome to stay as long as I wanted, but I had things I needed to do at home and I really needed time to put my thoughts in order. Cody put on his coat and boots and followed me to my car and begged me to stay and build a snowman with him and I have to admit it was hard not to give in, but in the end I stayed strong and made my exit. He hugged me long and hard and looked up into my face and smiled that smile that could melt the coldest heart and told me once again that he loved me and I had never felt happier in my life.
I hugged him back and kissed his face and returned my love then climbed into my car and pulled out slowly as he waved goodbye looking sad and lonely. I watched in the rear view mirror as he waved and I drove away leaving my little man behind. I was becoming so attached to him that it was almost scary, but it was a good kind of scary. I had never felt so alive in all my life and I owed to this cute little ten year old that shared my genes and my green eyes.
Months passed, happily I might add, and spring soon arrived. Cody's birthday was in March and Bobbie and I planned a big party for him and I was bringing my mom over so she could see her grandson turn 11.
I was officially a little league coach now and sign up was in a couple of weeks and I was as excited as Cody was. In addition to his friend Paul we had several other boys he knew who were interested in signing up so it looked like we'd have a good team. The rest of the players we'd pick up from the boys who signed up but had no commitment to any other team or coach.
Bobbie got a promotion at work and worked mostly days now and the three of us spent a lot of time together in the evenings. Except for the fact that we didn't have sex or get intimate, Bobbie and I were pretty much like any other parents. Our common bond was our love for Cody and we usually agreed on everything when it came to our son.
I did manage to breach the subject of Cody's budding sexuality without violating his confidence and Bobbie thought it was more amusing than worrisome.
"Rob, you're a guy and you understand these boy things better than I do. I knew he was masturbating, but I'm smart enough to know that's normal and that it's something a boy doesn't want his mother to know about. But of course most mom's figure it out, especially when they reach puberty and start making messes," she laughed, "I had a brother and I remember he used to insist on doing his own laundry when he got older, now I know why."
"Well, as far as I know our little guy isn't making messes yet, but I'll teach him how to deal with that when the time comes. My favorite was the old sock trick," I laughed.
"I know he'd be embarrassed to death if he knew we were talking about this, so I think I'll just let you handle that part of our son's education. I trust you to make the right decisions. I know I'm not your typical mom, but I feel like I've done a good job so far and now that Cody has you in his life I feel like I can relax a little and let you do some of the work."
"It's not work, it's a pleasure, but you have done a good job of raising him and it's easy to step in and help out where I can. If you want me to handle the guy things, I'll be glad to. I've had a lifetime of experience in that area," I chuckled.
"Good, now that we have that settled, I have what I think will be good news for you boys."
"Oh, do tell."
The good news was that because of Bobbie's promotion she was being sent to Dallas for a week of training. All expenses would be paid by the hospital and she'd have some time in the evenings to see the city and have some fun and Cody would be staying with me.
It was not only good news, but great news. We'd fixed up Cody's room and he had actually started sleeping in it most nights, though occasionally he would sneak into bed with me and I'm wake up with a warm little bundle next to me.
We decided to keep it a secret till the last minute and surprise Cody, but we had a little time to plan before she left. I asked for that week off from work and it was approved even though it was a last minute thing.
The trip was the first week of April which meant she'd be here for Cody's party then leave the following night. It couldn't have worked out better if we had scheduled it ourselves.
The party was a huge success. Bobbie knew who Cody's school friends were better than I did and had invited a good mix for his party including a few girls. I teased Cody about them and asked him which one he'd kissed and he just blushed and ran off to join his boy friends.
The kids played the usual party games and we even had a pinata which Cody managed to break on his third try spilling candy and trinkets out all over the floor. The party lasted till around five and Cody begged Bobbie to let Paul sleep over and since I had my mom for the night it worked out well.
I had a great time visiting with mom and she slept in Cody's room that night. The next day we had breakfast then picked Cody up and drove back to mom's house. We visited a while and a few of the relatives showed up with cards and gifts for the birthday boy and he made out like a bandit.
On the way home he was bubbling over with joy, "This was the best birthday ever. It's so cool to have all those relatives I never knew I had, but most of all it's cool to have you dad....and grandma...I love her sooo much."
"She loves you too, when she sees you her eyes light up. I think she sees me when I was a little kid and it's like she gets to have her little boy all over again."
"That's cool. Mom says maybe this summer I could go spend a week at grandma's. What do you think?"
"I think she'd love it and I know you would too. I'll mention it to her next time we talk."
The drive back was pleasant as Cody chattered on about the party and his friends and then....things turned interesting.
"Dad, I gotta question for you...just between us guys...okay?"
"Okay, don't get mad, but I talked to your mom and she gave me the go ahead to handle all your guy questions so you don't have to worry about me sharing anything you tell me in that area."
"Oh...cool. Good, cause no way would I want her to hear this."
"Oh, okay. Shoot. I'm all ears."
"Well, you know Paul stayed over last night...."
"Yeah, did you two have fun?" I asked innocently.
He giggled, "Yeah a lot of fun. We played wiener wars."
"What?" I laughed, "What is wiener wars?" As if I didn't already know.
"You know we used our wieners to sword fight," he giggled.
"Oh, well that's pretty normal stuff for boys. I remember doing that a sleepover when I was..just about your age."
"That's not all," he said quietly, "we...we, well we touched each other's wieners and made them feel good."
"Oh, well, that normal too. I assume you liked that," I chuckled.
"I loved it dad and so did he. He was like moaning and stuff," he giggled. "He said it felt a whole lot better than doing it himself."
"That's cool, but I wouldn't go around telling just anyone if I were you."
"I know, it's private..right? Just between him and me and well...you now."
"Your secret is safe with me. Good for you, you guys have fun while it lasts. Too soon one of both of you will discover girls and playing around like that won't seem cool anymore."
"Huh uh, won't be me," he said looking serious.
"Don't rule anything out, you never know. Look at me, even I tried girls...once, and see what happened?" I teased.
"Oh dad, I'm sure glad you did, or I wouldn't be here," he giggled, "I might do that just so I can have a kid too."
"Well, I hope if you do you don't have to wait 10 years to find him."
"Dad? Were you mad at mom at first for not telling you about me? I know I was..for a while, but I got over it."
"Not mad exactly, but I felt like I'd been cheated out of something special for ten years, but I got over it too. Now, I just enjoy every minute I'm with you and I don't worry about what I missed."
"Me too dad. It's so cool to have a dad. A lot of my friends parents are divorced and they don't get to see their dads much, but I get you any time I want you," he said grinning.
"Yep, I'm on call 24 hours a day buddy. I'm always there for my boy."
"Soooo...dad, do you ever wish you had a boyfriend?"
"What?" I chuckled, "Why would you ask that?"
"Well....cause I know you like sex, right?" he said blushing, "And since you met me and mom you haven't had any time to...uh, you know do it with a guy...so if you had a regular boyfriend you could like do it when I wasn't there and stuff."
I laughed, "If you're asking do I miss being with guys since I found out I have a son, the answer is...no. I'd rather spend time with you then waste my time with guys who only want one thing and never call back or...oops too much information," I said chuckling. "But if you're worried that you're interfering with my love life, don't be, because I didn't have one before."
"Well...I'm just sayin..if you ever change your mind and want to do that stuff I'll understand as long as you leave some time for me too."
"Thank you son, I appreciate that, but I like things just like they are right now. As you get older you'll need me less and at some point you'll probably get tired of me and then I'll have plenty of time to myself. Right now I'm loving every minute of just being your dad."
"I'll never get tired of you dad, but I see what you mean. Okay, so I won't bug you about it, but you know I'm cool with it..okay?"
"Okay. I'll remember that in case I meet the man of my dreams," I laughed.
Cody came home with me and spent the night and we had a pleasant evening, but we were both tired and went to bed early. Once again I left him in bed while I showered but this time I was anticipating what I might find when I returned and I wasn't wrong.
Laying in my bed naked Cody was working the skin on his cock slowly and deliberately obviously making the feeling last as long as possible.
"Oh hi dad, I hope this is okay. I just got horny thinking about what me and Paul did," he said never missing a stroke.
"Well...truthfully I'm a little uncomfortable having my ten..oops eleven year old son jerking off in my bed, but I suppose as long as you don't go around shouting it from the roof tops it's okay."
"Oh dad, I'd never tell anyone, not even Paul. I know you could get into trouble. This is just between us dad, but if you want me to stop I will."
I sighed, "I suppose you might as well finish since you've gotten this far, but I'll just stay over here until you're done."
"Okay dad," he said closing his eyes and speeding up a little.
Okay at this point it was hard not to be aroused. I mean here is this beautiful, perfect boy laying there jerking his magnificent cock and knowing he was my flesh and blood didn't do anything to lessen the eroticism of the situation. I won't lie, I was getting a boner and it wasn't easy to hide it in my tight bikini briefs. I hoped he would finish soon otherwise I might have to excuse myself to the bathroom and give my own cock a working over.
I knew he was getting close though because as before his entire body began to shake and his little foot was tapping air as his toes curled and then he made a soft O sound and jerked up forcing his small cock deeper into his hand and then he fell back down panting and jerking his cock slowly to rub out the last of his orgasm.
His eyes flew open and he sighed, "That was a good one dad," he said sounding exhausted, "I like having you watch me, is that sick dad?"
"No, not sick..just part of who you are. I don't believe anything that turns a person on is sick. It may not be widely accepted by the world, but it is what it is. If that's what turns you on then as far as I'm concerned I accept it as that and will never make you fell bad about it. Truthfully son...I was sort of turned on watching you. I know people would say that was sick, but as long as I don't act on my urges and just watch, I think it's okay."
"You mean you wanted to touch my...ummm...penis?" he said suddenly leaving the little boy names behind.
"I...I don't think I wanted that, but I did feel like pulling mine out and joining you," I confessed a I blushed profusely.
"Well, why didn't you dad? That wouldn't be so bad....would it?"
"I...I don't know son. I don't want to cross any lines or do anything to mess with your head or to influence you in any way concerning your sexuality."
"I'm not confused dad, I know I like boys....so next time maybe you can join me."
"I don't know son..we'll see. Meanwhile how about putting your undies back on."
He slipped his bikini briefs back on and I slid into be beside him and as usual he moved closer to snuggle up to me. He felt warmer than usual, the result of his workout no doubt, and so good. I was no longer aroused, now I was in dad mode and this was my little boy snuggled up to me it felt like Heaven.
He sighed softly and made a little ah sound then dug in a little closer and I could smell his little boy smell, but it was different than before. I supposed as he got older and his body began to head toward puberty that his scent would change but it was still familiar and comforting.
"Night daddy, I love you."
"Night baby boy, I love you too."
He sighed once more and presently he was snoring softly. I held him for a long time breathing in his pleasant scent and soon I drifted off to sleep.
We drove Bobbie to the airport that Sunday and Cody clung to her almost the whole time we waited. It hadn't occurred to me until that moment that except for his sleepovers at my place, he had never been apart from his mom for any length of time and it was harder on him than we had imagined.
When her plane began to board Cody choked back tears and held her tight as she kissed his sweet face. He finally let her go and clung to me as he watched her walk away waving and throwing kisses all the way.
Cody watched until she was out of sight then sighed, "Okay dad, it's just us guys now. Let's go home."
We had a great time that week, I drove him to school each day and picked him up each afternoon and then we'd go back to the apartment and work on his models or race the slot cars till supper time.
We ate out a lot, but some nights we'd stay in and I'd cook for us and Cody would help me clean up. It was all very homey and comfortable and I loved it as much as Cody did. By Friday we were ready for some real fun and our first stop was Celebration Station.
We played miniature golf and drove go carts and rode as many rides as we could fit in then went out for dinner at Pizza Planet and then hit the arcade there. I have to admit I was having as much fun as Cody and when we ran into one of Cody's buds from school he introduced us and he tagged along with us the rest of the time we were there.
His name was Ricky and he had been one of the boys at Cody's birthday party but I hadn't really paid much attention to him then. He was a cute kid, with big blue eyes and longish blond hair and he had dimples and a big smile. His body was compact but taught and he had the makings of a six pack or at least four pack beneath his tight tee. His legs were sturdy and muscular looking and I found out he swam a lot which explained his trim fit body.
He and Cody seemed very close and a couple of times I caught them huddled up whispering about something and when they saw me they hushed up. A short time later they went off to the bathroom and didn't come back for about fifteen minutes. If the door hadn't been in my sight the whole time I might have been worried but no one else came or went the whole time they were in there so I figured they were okay.
When they reappeared they were giggling and and whispering to each other and when they saw me watching them they straightened up and headed my way.
"Ricky had to poop," Cody giggled but somehow I didn't think that was what kept them so long.
Ricky's parents showed up a little bit later and he had to go, but not before they introduced themselves. They seemed like nice people and asked about baseball and told me they were interested in Ricky playing on Cody's team since they were good friends. The sign up was Saturday and I told them to make sure they came to my table and I'd get him on the team.
Cody and I left shortly afterwards and headed home. It was almost nine by the time we got there and I had Cody take a shower while I took care of some baseball business. When he was done I took my turn but when I joined him in bed he was under the covers and not naked or jacking which was a big relief.
"Did you have fun tonight?" I said as he scooted closer.
"Yep, can I tell you something private?"
"Well, if you feel comfortable telling me I suppose I'm fine with it."
"When me and Ricky went to the bathroom at the arcade, we played with each other's penis."
"Oh, well...I sort of thought that might be what was going on. Do you mess around with all your friends?"
"Naw, not all of them, only some of them, but I wish I did," he said grinning.
I laughed, "Well, just be careful. Some parents might not be as understanding as I am."
"I know, but I just wanted you to know cause you're so cool."
"And cause you like to brag," I teased.
"Well...that too," he giggled.
"So is that why you're not horny tonight?"
"I guess, or maybe I'm just tired," he said yawning, Why did you want to do it with me tonight?"
"No," I chuckled, "I was just wondering. Well, I'm glad you had a good time. Tomorrow we have to do the baseball sign up then we'll have the rest of the day free to do whatever we want."
"Cool, how about we go see a movie?"
"Sounds good. Well, goodnight buddy. Love ya."
"Night dad, love you too."
Baseball sign up went well and in addition to Paul and Ricky we landed two more of Cody's bud's from school, a tall boy named Josh and a boy named Andrew who had played for the best team in the league last year and according to the other coaches was a natural born player.
After the sign up was over the coaches all got together and we divvied up the remaining players. We had a fine mix of boys and one girl which I thought was pretty cool and I knew Bobbie would too. Her named was Tammy and she was slender and could pass for a boy and I figured once she was in her uniform it would be hard to tell what sex she was. At that age girls were still pretty flat chested and didn't have all the curves and angles that made them so desirable later on.
Cody knew almost all the boys we wound up but Tammy was from another school as was one other boy, Leroy a husky black boy who looked like he could hit one out of the park. I set up our first practice for the following Monday and Cody and I were excited about finally getting started.
After the sign up we went back to the apartment and changed and went out for an early dinner and then hit the movie theater. We grabbed popcorn and sodas at the snack bar and found seats near the middle about half way up were lucky enough to have no one else on the aisle the whole movie.
We'd smuggled in candy in our pockets and Cody thought that was cool. I guess he was a little rule breaker at heart, but if this was the worst thing he ever did I'd be happy, well that and the sex with his buds...he he.
Lucas was the name of the movie and it was pretty funny, at least Cody thought so. He laughed so hard he shot soda out his nose at one point and my sides hurt from laughing so much.
It was almost 9 by the time we got out of the movie but neither of us was ready to go home yet. We drove around for a while with the windows down letting the cool night air revive us as we chatted about baseball and the things that were important to us.
"Dad, do you think I could have Ricky over some night at your place?"
"Well, I don't see why not. I'd probably need to talk to his folks first. I'm sure we can work something out, but I'm sure they'd like to get to know me better first.
"They never met mom, they just talked to her on the phone and that was it."
"Well, parents tend to trust moms more than dads for some strange reason."
"Wanna know the truth? Ricky's parents aren't exactly the kind of parents who care much about him. They're just glad he has friends and a place to go when they want some time alone."
I frowned, "I'm sorry to hear that, they seemed pretty nice when they introduced themselves the other night.
"Yeah, they act different around other people. Trust me they won't care if Ricky comes over."
"Well, you figure out when and we'll work the details out."
"Cool, maybe next weekend?"
"Umm..yeah, that's cool I have Saturday night and Sunday off..so Saturday night would work."
We finally went back to my apartment and played a game of chess then headed off to bed. To my surprise Cody decided he was going to sleep in his own room that night but truthfully I was a little hurt. I thought since it was our last night together he would want to sleep with me, but I supposed he was slowly weaning himself from that.
I decided since I had my bed to myself that I'd relieve a little tension. As soon as I had Cody settled into his bed, I went to my bedroom and stripped off my clothes and fell into bed naked. Being uncut I didn't need lube, but to keep from making a big mess I cut off old socks and kept a supply in the nightstand to slip over my cock just before I came.
I grabbed a sock and was working my cock like a champ when I heard the door to my bedroom open and I knew I'd been set up. The reason my little man had gone to his bed was so he could catch me red handed handling my cock...he he.
I had two choices: I could cover up and forget about getting my rocks off or relax and go with the flow and let my son satisfy his curiosity about my cock. I closed my eyes and pretended I didn't know I had an audience and continued to work my cock with renewed interest.
Suddenly I knew what Cody had meant when he's said that his orgasm was more intense when he knew I was watching him. I think it's called exhibitionism, and the watching part is voyeurism, so...in a way we were both pervs...he he.
Well, let me tell you when my orgasm finally hit me it was a doozy. My toes curled and my body vibrated like a tuning fork as rope after rope of hot sticky cum soaked my cum sock and squirted right on through the thin material coating my hand.
I fell back against the bed panting, my heart beating so fast I thought it would escape my chest. I was vaguely aware of Cody as he climbed into to bed and stretched out beside me. He was naked and hard and grinning like the Cheshire Cat.
"Good one dad, you sure make a lot of sperm."
"I don't usually, but it's been a while," I panted.
"Why, cause I been around so much. You should just do it when I do, it's no big deal."
"Well, I guess since we've broken the ice, I might just do that."
"Well, it's my turn now," he said starting to work his cock, "I got pretty excited watching you dad. You're really sexy, you know that?"
I laughed, "Well, I've never had an eleven year old tell me that, especially one who is my son, but I'll take that as a compliment."
He giggled, "You gotta big one dad."
"Well, it's actually pretty average, but I guess to an eleven year old it's big."
"Uh huh," he mumbled, "this feels really good dad."
I chuckled, "I bet. I remember how intense my orgasms were when I first discovered masturbation and I could go three or four time in a row."
"I can do that, once I did it five times, but my wiener got sore," he giggled.
"I hear ya, once I did it 8 times then I couldn't do it for a week so it didn't work out too well."
"Wow, 8 is too many. Can I not talk for a while dad? I'm close."
"Yeah I'll leave you to your work and just watch."
"Ummm....ooooo.....ahhhhh.....oh....fudge," he moaned lowly, then his body began shaking as usual and he practically levitated off the bed as his orgasm hit him.
I was fascinated watching my son experience what was obviously a very intense orgasm and I wondered if I'd reacted that way when I was his age. I had discovered masturbation quite early, maybe six of seven, rubbing myself on stuffed animals or anything else that was handy. It wasn't until my twelve year old neighbor finally showed me how to work the skin on my penis that I started doing it properly and thus was born a life long habit.
"Ahhh...good one," Cody said sounding half asleep. Then he sighed and closed his eyes. I reached over and turned out the light and didn't even insist that he put his undies back on. We'd just shared something very special and no doubt illegal so why worry about details like being naked together.
He was out like a light but that didn't stop him from slowly gravitating my way and soon he was snuggled up against me with his little dinker pressed against my hip. It felt hot and wet and I was puzzled. Had my little boy started spunking? I hadn't noticed anything earlier, but maybe he was a leaker and not a shooter.
I fell asleep wondering if I'd crossed some kind of line and if so, was it bad or good. Being a dad was interesting but being a gay dad with a son on the cusp of sexuality was a roller coaster ride. I would just have to figure things out as I went and hope I was making the right decisions. My gut instincts were pretty good and since Bobbie had given her blessing for me to deal with all things boy, I was looking forward to seeing how things played out.
We slept late and went out for breakfast then drove to the airport and waited for Bobbie's plane to arrive. It was right on time and when Bobbie appeared Cody ran to her and gave her a big hug.
"Did you bring me a souvenir? You're all brown mom, did you go swimming at the motel?"
"Yes, and yes. I worked on my tan every chance I got. I brought you something special but you'll have to wait till we get home, it's packed in my suitcase."
"That's cool. Me and dad had fun while you were gone, but I missed you a lot." He said snuggling into her side.
"I missed you too sweetie, but I knew you'd be fine with your dad. I bet he spoiled you rotten, didn't he?"
Cody grinned, "Naw, not too much. We just did guy stuff and ate out a lot."
"Well, it's good to be home. The first thing I'm going to do is take a hot bubble bath and then park myself in front of the TV and not move till bedtime."
"I'll take care of you mom. You just tell me what you want and I'll get it for you."
"My hero," Bobbie laughed, "So Rob how was being a full time dad for a week?"
"It was amazing, I could really get used to this dad thing. I never felt so useful or needed in my life and there was not one moment of boredom." I chuckled.
"I bet, well if you boys will help me grab my luggage I'm ready to go home."
I hung around for a while, not because Bobbie needed me, but because I found it hard to leave Cody behind. We'd been together almost every minute since Bobbie left and now I was going back to my lonely apartment to resume my lonely bachelor life.
Around nine I finally decided it was time to go and though I expected Cody to make a big fuss and beg me to stay longer, he seemed fine with my going. Was he getting tired of me already? Or maybe he was just glad to see his mom and wanted some alone time with her. After all she'd been there for him all his life and I was brand new. Sure I was an awesome fun dad, but I knew little boys loved their moms in a special way. I tried not to take it too personally and when Cody offered to walk me to the car I gladly accepted.
"I wish I was going back with you dad, but mom needs me," he said sounding like a little man.
"It's fine son. I'll see you tomorrow evening and if you can work it out you can stay over Saturday night."
"And Ricky," he reminded me.
"And Ricky. Well, give me a hug. I'm gonna miss you buddy. I had a great week with you."
"Me too dad," he said burying his face in my neck, "and when I jerk it tonight I'll miss having you watch," he giggled.
I laughed, "You little stinker. I'm sure you'll do just fine without an audience."
"Will you be thinking about me too....when you do it?"
"I...I'm not sure I should answer that," I said blushing.
"I know. You don't have to answer. Well, goodnight dad. I love you." He saids hugging me tightly.
"I love you too son," I said nuzzling his hair. It smelled like shampoo and his unique scent and my heart was filled for love with my little boy. Did nature use scents to make us love our children? Well, she needn't have bothered with me, because I loved my little man from the moment I met him.
I watched as my son headed back to the apartment and waved as he stood in the doorway, then the door closed and he was gone. I drove home slowly dreading the moment I'd be alone in my apartment and missing my son. It's amazing how attached you can become to someone in so little time, but I guess the fact that it was my son made the attachment even stronger.
The week passed quickly. I had dinner with Bobbie and Cody on Tuesday night and we discussed Cody's staying over Saturday night and Bobbie was all for it.
"A friend at work invited me to a party, so I might just go now."
"A lady friend," Cody giggled, "Are you gonna kiss her mom?"
"I might," she teased, Would that be so bad. Mom hasn't had a girlfriend for a long time now and I'm getting a bit lonely."
"No, I think it's cool mom. I hope you find a girlfriend. I'd like to have two moms again,' he laughed.
"Two moms and a dad," Bobbie corrected, "and maybe your dad will find a boyfriend and then you'll have two dads and two moms."
"Yeah, that would be cool, but he'd have to be as cool as my real dad is. He's the coolest mom."
"Hey, I'm right here," I chuckled, "I can hear you guys talking about me."
"Well, it's all good stuff. So, I hear Ricky is staying over too. Are you up for having two little hellions running around Rob?"
"Oh, I think so. Anyway I find that usually when there's two of them they tend to keep each other occupied. I'll just be making sure they don't burn the place down and furnishing the junk food," I laughed.
"Yeah, I know what you mean. I don't see much of Cody and his friends when he has a sleepover, but then again, I'm not one of the boys like you are," she chuckled.
"Yeah, we'll include you dad," Cody said giving me a wicked grin.
What was he planning? I hoped he didn't think he could pull me into his sex play with Ricky. We needed to have a little talk before the weekend, that was for sure.
After dinner Cody ran off to take a shower and it gave Bobbie and I a chance to talk.
"So is there something going on with this friend from work?" I said grinning.
"Maybe, we're still in the flirting stage, but there's hope. She's a very sweet girl and cute as a teddy bear."
"Sounds interesting. Well, I wish you well and if things work out I'd like to meet her."
"Okay. So how about you, any prospects in your life?"
"Naw, it's not as easy with us guys. Most of them are just looking for sex without commitment," I sighed, "I've about given up."
"That's too bad, but don't give up. A great guy like you should be able to find someone. Meanwhile, enjoy the sex," she chuckled.
"You know I haven't really missed all the one night stands and quickies since Cody came along. I guess I've been redirecting my energy in a more positive direction."
"Well, that's all well and good, but you deserve some adult time and some sexual release once in a while. You can be a good dad and have that too."
"I know. I guess if something good came along, I'd find a way to pursue it, but let's face it, guys aren't just dropping out of the sky."
"Neither are women. Is there anyone at work?"
"Are you kidding? No, no one I'd be interested in anyway. I'm only out to a couple of people at work, but I suppose a few others may suspect. I mean I don't date girls and that's a huge tip off," I chuckled."
"Well, what about the bars? Do you ever go there anymore?"
"Not for a long time. I feel sort of out of place there, but there's usually someone desperate enough to go home with me there."
"Oh shush, you're a good looking guy. I bet you get a lot of attention."
"I do okay," I conceded, "but of course most of the guys there are so shallow and just looking for one thing."
"Well, that one thing can get you through till you find someone," she laughed, "All I'm saying is...don't neglect your own needs for Cody's. You can have fun and be a dad too."
"I'll keep that in mind. So this party, who's giving it and what kind of people will be there," said grinning, "I have a right to know who my son's mom is seeing."
She laughed then told me all about her friend and the party and who would be there and it sounded like fun. Heck if I wasn't already committed, I might have asked to tag alone. It had been a while since I'd had some adult company other than Bobbie.
I tucked Cody in at bedtime and we talked a little about the sleepover. I breached the subject of Ricky and Cody assured me that he'd keep any sex stuff between him and Ricky and behind closed doors and I was satisfied that he understood my concerns and would keep his word.
Friday came and I got thing ready for the sleepover, stocking up on boy chow and renting some movies that Cody had requested and making sure his room was ready for the two to trash out.
Saturday I picked Cody and Ricky up at Bobbie's and drove them to the pizza place for dinner. We hit the arcade afterwards and I left them on their own while I went to the bathroom.
There were two urinals and two stalls in the mens room and one of the urinals was occupied by a guy about my age who turned when I walked in and said hi. I said hi back and stepped up to the other urinal and pulled out the good and started peeing.
There were no dividers between the urinals and I could see his cock out of the corner of my eye and it was pretty impressive. I was trying not to be too obvious but either he sensed my interest or he was just bold, because he was outright staring at my cock.
"Boys night out," he muttered, "I have my son on weekends," he said looking into my eyes.
He was drop dead gorgeous with sparkling blue eyes and a nice smile. He was clean- shaven except for a well trimmed moustache just above a pair of pouty lips that looked just right for kissing.
"I'm here with my son and a friend," I said as I looked him over.
"Yeah, been there, done that too, but I don't mind. He's a good kid and his friends are my friends too, but it does sort of interfere with the old social life. I guess you know what I mean," he said chuckling.
"Well, I don't mind really. My social life wasn't all that great before anyway." I explained how I had only recently found out I had a son, and he thought that was hysterical. Of course I didn't mention that I was gay and that Bobbie was my first and only girl.
We'd long since ran dry but we still stood there shaking our dicks and talking and well...eventually the enviable happened and we began to get erections. I couldn't help but stare as his cock stirred in his hand and expanded to a lovely cut 7 inches of fat meat.
I would have been more embarrassed if his eyes hadn't been on my expanding cock as well and though I didn't quite reach the length of his, it was close.
"So...you..umm, interested in maybe going out for dinner or a drink some time. Oh, by the way I'm Mark," he said laughing nervously.
"I'd like that. Maybe we can compare notes...about being dads. And I'm Rob. I'd shake but...." I laughed.
He offered his hand anyway and I took it. We both knew where our hands had been and that was a huge turn on for both of us. I was grinning like an idiot as I held his warm hand in mine while the other one gripped my hard cock. The only thing that would have been better would have been if we were holding each other's cock.
"Well, it's a pleasure to meet you Rob. I hope you don't think I'm being too forward but...nice cock," he giggled and I loved that guy immediately.
I smiled and blushed, "I was thinking the same thing about yours, but I think we should probably save the mutual admiration for another time and place."
We zipped up and swapped numbers and I went off to find the boys. Later I saw Mark with a cute boy of about nine or ten and Mark gave me a nod and a wink. I was floating on air the rest of the evening and couldn't wait to see him again.
Cody must've picked up on my vibes because he kept smiling at me and when he finally got me alone, he asked me what was up.
"Oh, nothing," I said grinning, "except I might have a date soon."
"What? With who? That's great dad, way to go," he sounded excited for me.
"Well, I'm not going to get too excited about it, but we swapped numbers and he seemed pretty serious about meeting sometime."
"Whoa, cool. Is he hot dad?" he giggled.
"I thought so and he had the most amazing eyes," I said pretending to swoon and causing Cody to laugh harder.
"Oh dad, I'm so happy for you. Maybe you'll get some sex," he giggled.
"What do you know about sex?" I laughed.
"Oh, not much, except that it's fun."
"It can be but there's more to a relationship than sex. I hope you know that?"
He scrunched up his cute face, "Like love?"
"Sometimes, but there's other things like respect and intimacy."
"What's intimacy dad?"
"You know, kissing, touching, snuggling up, that sort of thing."
"Oh, yeah I get that and respect means you treat them like you'd want them to treat you?"
"Very good, sometimes friends can get intimate and it's important that they trust and respect each other. So, that being said, what I hope to accomplish with Mark, that's the guy I met, is to becomes friends first and see where it leads."
"Oh, that's cool. So you don't just have sex first and see what happens?"
"Well, sometimes that may be the case, but ideally it's better to take it slow if you're looking for more than a one time thing."
Ricky came wandering in about then, he'd been in the bathroom for quite a while, number two I guessed, and Cody clammed up. They went off to Cody's room shortly afterwards leaving me to my thoughts but not for long.
When the phone rang I picked it up thinking it might be Bobbie, but instead I got a pleasant surprise, it was Mark.
"Hi, I hope I'm not being pushy by calling, but Kyle..my son is taking a bubble bath and I have a few minutes free and I just wanted to call you and tell you that I enjoyed meeting you and that I'm serious about us meeting for dinner."
"No, not pushy at all. I'm happy you called. And I would love to meet for dinner."
"Good, I'm so relieved. I was nervous all the way home and Kyle kept trying to get me to open up, but I don't discuss this kind of thing with him. He's a little young, he's only nine."
"My boy is 11 going on 21," I chuckled. "He figured out something was up with me too."
"Well, I'm glad I worked up the courage to call. I feel so much better now. I was wondering are you free Monday evening? If so we could meet for dinner and get to know each other better."
"Monday is good for me, Tuesdays and Thursdays I have ball practice but I'm free most evenings."
"Oh, do you play ball?"
"No," I laughed, "I coach my son's little league team."
"Oh, that sounds like fun. I'm impressed. I think that's wonderful, you sound like a great dad."
"Well, I try, but I'm still pretty new at it."
"Ah, yeah...I remember," he chuckled, "so are you and your son's mom close?"
"We're very good friends, but she likes girls and I like guys so there's no sexual tension there."
"That's wild. That must make for some interesting parenting," he chuckled.
"We pretty much agree on most things, and she's made it clear I get to handle the guy things. And believe me my little guy has lots of questions in that area."
"Yeah, Kyle is starting to discover his body. I'm pretty sure he's started masturbating, but he's such a private kid it's hard to tell what he's up to most times."
"Well, is he's like most boys his age he's probably started and most likely hooked on it by now," I chuckled.
"Well, I hate to cut this short but Kyle is yelling for me to come shampoo his hair. He's growing up fast, but he still needs his old dad for some things."
"That's great, you sound like a great dad yourself. I think that's cool. So call me tomorrow and we'll work the details out okay?"
"Will do, Kyle will be going back to his mom's around noon. When will you be free?"
"Oh, I have a feeling Cody will hang around till six or so, but feel free to call any time. He's cool with me talking to my friends."
"Okay, I'll do that. Have a good evening man and I'll talk to ya tomorrow."
"I will, thanks man, you too. I'll be looking forward to talking to you tomorrow."
Shorty after I hung up the boys reappeared and Cody announced they were going to take a shower. I didn't ask the obvious question, solo or together, but from the looks on their faces I guessed the latter.
I tried not to listen, but I did hear giggling for a while then total silence, which was more incriminating than the laughter. Playing the quiet game, I chuckled to myself. I wondered if their playing included kissing or was it just sex stuff. I never kissed another boy till I was a teenager, but Cody seemed much more passionate than I was at his age.
I watched TV and tried to think about my own sex life instead of my 11 year old son's but it was hard to do knowing the two boys were probably in there doing the nasty right now.
I'd never really been attracted to boys as young as Cody before but I was beginning to realize that boys his age were sexual beings too. Not that I had any thoughts of committing incest, but I could almost understand why some fathers might give in to such temptation.
I was jarred from my thought by the boys emerging from the bathroom and seconds later they plopped down on the couch on either side of me wearing only their underwear. I wondered what they were up to. Was this just boy stuff and nothing to worry about, or were they purposely trying to arouse me?
"Whatcha watchin dad?" Cody said leaning into me. He felt warm and solid and I could smell soap and shampoo and his unique boy smell and it comforted me.
"Not sure, some crap about spies and stuff. What are you boys up to?" I asked without thinking how that might sound.
"Oh nothing, right Ricky?" he said grinning.
Ricky nodded, but it was clear he still wasn't that comfortable around me yet.
"Well, it's almost bedtime guys. I think I'm going to take a shower and hit the hay."
"Okay, dad we'll just watch TV till you get done. Then we'll go to bed. I want to talk to you about something when you get done."
"Okay, I won't be long," What now? I thought. I hoped he wasn't going to parade his sex life past me. I wasn't sure I could deal with that.
I grabbed some shorts and a tee shirt and stepped into the bathroom and closed the door and the first thing I noticed was two pair of underwear on the bathroom floor. Cody was usually very good about picking up after himself, but I supposed in the heat of the moment..or maybe it was peer pressure. After all most boys were messy little creatures and maybe Ricky wasn't as neat as my boy.
I picked up Cody's undies first. I knew they were his because I had bought them for him, but even if I hadn't recognized them by sight, I would have known by the scent he left on them. I mean it's not like sniffed them or anything, but I had a very sensitive nose.
Next I picked up Ricky's underwear. They were CK's, plain white with a red stitching around the band. They looked new and were still very white, no skid marks in back, but....I noticed a slight yellow stain in front. The scent coming off of Ricky's undies was totally different than Cody's and much stronger. It took me a minute to figure out exactly why is scent was stronger but then I had one of those 'ah ha' moments and realized what I was smelling was the scent of a boy going through puberty.
So Ricky was an early bloomer. I was closer to 13 when I started puberty, but I'd had buddies who started earlier and always enjoyed sucking down their watery cum. I wondered if Cody had tasted Ricky's watery offering but I was almost certain that if he had I'd soon know about it.
I dropped the boys' undies in the hamper and started the shower. The warm spray felt good against my skin and one thing led to another and pretty soon I was masturbating furiously as I braced myself against the shower wall. I thought about Mark and how we'd held our cocks and shook hands and then my thoughts strayed to Cody and Ricky. I closed my eyes and pictured the two of them locked in an embrace stroking each other and my body began to shake as I had a massive orgasm.
I splashed a quart of cum against the wall and continued to stroke until my balls were empty. I was exhausted and panting as if I'd ran a mile. My heart was beating out of my chest and I felt like I would collapse if not for the wall holding me up. As my heart slowed down and my breathing returned to normal I felt a little guilty for what had just happened, but I convinced myself it was no big deal. After all it was just fantasy. I hadn't touched them or watched them, it was just my imagination.
I showered quickly and rinsed off and as I was drying off there was a soft knock on the door.
"Dad, can I come in and pee?"
"Just a minute," I said wrapping my towel around my waist, "Okay, son come on in."
He came in, gave me a glance, then headed to the toilet and began peeing.
"So did you enjoy your shower?" he giggled.
"Yes, it was quite relaxing, did you boys enjoy yours?" I threw back.
"Uh huh, but I'm not telling what we did," he giggled, "Ricky is nervous about it."
"Ah, well...some things are best kept private between two people."
"I guess, but it's fun talking about it too."
"Well, for now it's probably best you don't."
"Okay. Are you going to bed now?"
"Yep, I'm exhausted after my shower," I grinned, feeling much better about things.
"I bet," He giggled. Will you come and tell us goodnight first?"
"Sure buddy, let me get dressed and I'll be right in."
"You don't have to get dressed," he teased, "your birthday suit is fine with us," he giggled.
"Ha ha, very funny and when the police show up, I can blame it on you."
He ran out of the bathroom giggling and I finished drying off and slipped on my shorts and tee, not bothering with underwear since I was headed for bed soon. When I got to Cody's room the door was open and both boys were laying across the bed face down with their head propped up on their arms.
"Hi dad," Cody said as if everything was normal.
"Hi boys, are you going to stay up a while or go right to sleep?"
"We might read comic books or tell stories till we're sleepy, but we won't be too loud."
"That's fine. You guys have fun," I said giving Cody a big hug.
"Ricky, I'm very excited about you being on the team. If you ever need a ride just let Cody know and we can bring you to practice or the game."
"Thanks," Ricky said grinning, "and thanks for letting me stay over."
"You're welcome bud," I said daring to give him a hug as well. He melted into me and I patted him gently. I wondered if he got hugs at home or if this was something rare. It was amazing to me how distant some parents could be.
"Well, goodnight guys. If you get hungry or thirsty, there's plenty of stuff in the fridge and the cabinet."
"Wow, you dad is cool." I heard Ricky say as I closed the door behind me causing me to smile.
Ricky seemed like a good kid and I knew that Cody liked him a lot so I figured I'd be seeing lot of him between baseball and sleepovers. I stripped off my tee, but kept my shorts on and crawled into bed. It felt good and suddenly I was very tired. I stretched out and luxuriated in the coolness of the sheets and minutes later I was asleep.
Sunday Bobbie surprised us by picking Cody and Ricky up around two. She was going to drop Ricky off at this house then they were going shopping for shoes. It seemed Cody had just gone through a growth spurt and his shoes were a little tight.
"Can I buy them?" I said pulling a twenty out of my wallet.
She chuckled, "If it will make you feel better, but I can afford my son's shoes."
"You can buy the next ones, is 20 enough? I want him to have the kind he wants."
"It's fine dad," Cody said hugging me goodbye, "Love ya, gonna miss ya, see ya Monday when you pick me up for practice."
"Love you too. I hope you had a good time Ricky and you're welcome any time."
"Thank you sir," Ricky said grinning shyly.
"Akkkk...he called me the s word. I'm going to croak," I said clutching my heart causing Bobbie and Cody to crack up, but Ricky just stood there looking uncomfortable till I explained, "I'm too young to be a sir, either call me coach or Rob or coach Rob...whatever feels more comfortable.
"Okay...coach," Ricky said grinning, "Thanks again and I'll see ya Monday at practice."
Almost as soon as they were out the door Mark called and we talked for a long time and got to know each other a little better. He was funny and very personable and we had a nice chat. We agreed to meet Monday night at 7 at Joseph's a nice steak and seafood restaurant.
I tidied up the apartment and made some notes for the practice Tuesday and turned in early. I had to be a work at seven since I was taking off early for my date and was working straight through with no lunch so I'd have plenty of time to get ready.
Cody called after he got home from school and we talked a while about the upcoming practice then he got to the real reason he'd called."So dad, are you going on a date tonight?"
"Yep, with Mark. We're going to share a romantic steak dinner," I said grinning.
"And then what, enjoy each other's wieners," Cody giggled.
"If I'm lucky," I joked.
'You will be, cause you're sexy dad," he giggled.
"Yes, yes I am," I said grinning.
Apparently Cody had mentioned to Bobbie that I might have a date, though thankfully he hadn't told her where we met. I mean after all it did sound sort of tawdry when you thought about it. When he was done grilling me he put his mom on the phone.
"So, I hear you have a dinner date," she said sounding amused.
"Yes, I'm taking him out to Joseph's for a steak dinner, or he's taking me, we haven't quite worked that part out yet," I laughed.
"Well, good for you. I'm happy for you and apparently so is our son."
"Yeah, he sort of surprised me. I thought he'd be jealous or something...you know sharing my time with some man."
"As long as you give him what time you can, he'll be happy. He was a bit clingy at first, but trust me as time goes on he'll mellow out. Once he sees you're not going anywhere any time soon and you give him the love that he craves."
"No problem there. You know if Cody had a problem with my dating, I probably would have called the whole thing off. Right now I feel like he's the most important thing in my life."
"I'm glad you feel that way, but it's all about balancing your life out. You can be a good father and still have a love life. The two aren't incompatible you know. Look at me, I actually had a girlfriend for quite a while and Cody thrived."
"Yeah, I guess, but this is all so new to me. I'm glad one of has some experience at it," I chuckled, "Anyway I better get going. I still have to shower and figure out what to wear."
"Well, good luck and get a picture if you can," she laughed, "I want to see the handsome devil myself."
"Good idea , maybe one of us both eating steak..you know with meat hanging out of our mouths," I teased.
"Is that code for man sex?" she laughed.
"Could be, well talk to ya later. Thanks for the advice, I feel much better about this now."
"You're welcome, have fun but be sanitary," she joked.
"Always. Can I tell Cody goodnight now?"
She put Cody back on then we said our goodnights and our I love yous and when I hung up I was smiling.
I showered and tried on three different outfits before deciding on a pair of black corduroy slacks and a red Munsingwear shirt with black trim. I pulled out my black loafers and shined them up and put on a matching belt and I was ready to roll.
I was nervous, but when it was finally time to go I felt pretty good about things. I had been on a few dates before, but mostly my love life consisted of one nighters (if that long) so this was somewhat of a novelty. I was looking forward to the food and the company and if things went to the bedroom later, that was cool, but if not that was cool too.
Mark was already at the restaurant when I arrived and when he saw me he jumped up and hurried over to meet me.
"Rob, great to see you again. I just got here a few minutes ago. I hate being late so I came a little early. I already put our names down and they said we had about a fifteen minute wait."
"That's great. Have you eaten here before?"
"No, but I've passed the place a million times going to Sand Springs. My ex lives there."
"You're going to love it. Best steaks in town, but they have other things too that are just as good."
"Steak sounds fine to me, but they will probably hate me when I order it very well done," he said grinning.
"No way, that's how I like mine too and they do a good job of fixing it just the way I like it."
A few minutes later we were seated in a nice corner booth and we ordered our drinks and looked over the menu. I chose the 10oz sirloin with baked potato and salad and Mark chose the surf and turf, shrimp and an 8oz sirloin and fries and coleslaw.
We had both ordered sweetened ice tea and it was delicious as was the complimentary rolls. As we noshed on rolls with butter and honey we got better acquainted.
"So what happened with your wife? I mean with the divorce and all?"
"Promise you won't laugh," he said grinning, "but she caught me with a man and well...that was that."
"Ouch, not funny I'm sure. Does your son know?"
"Not exactly, we thought he might be too young for the whole truth so we just told him that mommy and daddy had decided that they needed to go their separate ways and that we still loved him and it wasn't because of anything he did...you know, the usual spiel."
"He adjusted to it all okay though, right?"
"He milked it at first, laying the guilt trip on us both to get attention and goodies, but after a while he decided he liked the arrangement. Two bedrooms and a lot more freedom at my place so...he let up on me some and now we're pretty close. Like two buds really, but of course I don't spoil him. I still lay down a few rules, but not many. He's a good kid and doesn't need a lot of discipline."
"Yeah, my son is a good kid too and so far it's been smooth sailing."
"Wow, you must be a good dad to take the news so well. I don't know how I'd respond if I suddenly found out I had fathered a child who just showed up on my doorstep so to speak."
"Is there danger of that?" I teased, "Did you sow some unprotected wild oats?"
"No, no danger there. I was a fricking virgin on my wedding night and so was she..supposedly," he sighed, "but I had fooled around with a few guys before that."
"So why did you get married?"
He shrugged, "I fell in love, simple as that. Judy was....is a sweet lady and we had a lot of fun the 8 years we were married. The sex was good for the first few years and after than I just learned to live with what I had and fooled around on the side. I know, I know, technically I was committing adultery, but I couldn't control my urges back then."
"Well, I don't have to control them now," he said grinning, "and I'm beginning to have some urges right this minute. You're a sex guy. Has anyone ever told you that?"
"My son..just the other day," I laughed, "Long story, but he was all for me dating you..well, dating someone."
"So he knows you're gay and he's cool with it?"
"Oh heck yeah. In fact he seems to think he's gay too," I chuckled, "Like father, like son I guess."
"Really, that's so cool. At least you'll be able to answer all his questions. I mean when Kyle starts asking me about girls my experience is so limited that I'm not sure I can answer all his questions."
"You'll do fine. You know with Cody I'm finding that it's not so much that I have all the information as it is that I actually listen to him and then we figure things our together."
"It's obvious you two are very close," Mark said smiling and daring to touch my hand, "I love a man who's sensitive and loving."
"That's me all right," I said grinning,"I love my boy with all my heart, but I have plenty of room in my heart for the right guy too."
He smiled and his whole face lit up. God he was handsome, those sparkling blue eyes looking right into my soul and I think I might have blushed a bit.
"I have the house all to myself tonight," he said softly, "I mean..no pressure, but if you'd like to come by for a drink or something...."
"Something sounds nice," I said grinning, "You don't have to convince me, I'm sold."
He laughed and it was music to my ear, "This is all so new to me, but I suppose it's a lot like dating a girl, only..well, who opens the door for whom?"
"I think we can both open our own doors, but I may need help with my zipper," I teased.
He laughed harder and squeezed my hand, "I'm very good at freeing stuck zippers."
"Oh? Have you freed a lot of them?" I teased.
"No," he sighed, "but I go for quality, not quantity."
"I'll accept that as a compliment ."
"Oh, it was."
The food arrived then and we had to put our conversation on hold while the waiter served us then of course while we sampled our food.
"Mmmm...steak is delicious and just right, the shrimp too. Now that you've introduced me to Joseph's I'll have to come here again."
"Hopefully with me," I said grinning.
"Mmm...definitely. Do you like wine?"
"Well, I used to drink Boonesfarm when I was younger, does that count?" I teased.
"Oh God I hadn't thought about that since I was teenager. Just one more thing we have in common. I don't drink often but I do enjoy a glass of wine now and then."
"I like wine, but I'm not an expert by any means."
"Neither am I but I have a favorite or two. Perhaps if you come home with me...."
"Are you going to get me drunk and take advantage of me?"
"Only if you want me too."
"Please do," I sighed, "I don't want to come across as desperate, but I am so ready to be with a man as amazing as you."
He smiled, "I could eat faster," he teased.
"No, take your time. Let's savor the moment and it will make the end result so much more enjoyable."
"You know we haven't even talked likes or dislikes...."
"I don't have many limits, except blood, scat and piss...oh, and I'm not much on pain, but the rest is pretty much open. I'm versatile and very much into all things intimate..kissing, body contact, snuggling," I said smiling.
"Bingo, we sound like a match. I do have one mild fetish....feet," he said looking shy all of a sudden.
"Oh my God, not that," I said giggling, "Me too, but truthfully I've never found anyone to indulge me."
"Oh we are so meant for each other," he said in a low sultry voice, "Would it be uncouth to say....(looked around to see if anyone was watching or listening) that I'm hard right now?"
"No, and you're not alone. I will have to think about girls or something to make it go down or I can't get up from the table," I laughed.
"Ha ha, me too. Oh God I love you already and we've only met," he said then blushed.
I stared into his eyes, "I feel the same way and I don't even believe in love at first sight, although...with my son it was that and more, but of course that's different."
"Yeah, well...I think that's one reason I love you so much already. It's apparent you have a good heart and the fact that you accepted your son so easily is just amazing."
I shrugged, "If you think about it, it's no different than when your son was born. Tell me, did you fall in love with him the minute you saw him and held him?"
He nodded and looked ready to cry, "I had never been so proud or so happy in my life. He was such a beautiful baby...still is..my boy," he said as his voice broke a little.
I squeezed his hand and nodded, "I understand, I felt the same about Cody. The fact that he was ten and not a baby anymore didn't matter. I was still proud that he was my son and suddenly I felt as if I had been missing a piece of my heart until the day I met him."
Mark wiped at his eyes, "I think we're probably gonna tie for father of the year," he chuckled, "but I can't think of anyone I'd rather share the title with."
I smiled coyly, "Compliments will get you everywhere mister. Let's shut up and finish our food so we can get out of here."
He laughed, "I like how you think."
We literally gobbled down our food, well most of it and I called for the check. I insisted on paying and Mark accepted that with grace, but made it clear that next time it was his treat. I left the waiter a nice tip and Mark added a five and we were on our way to his place.
I followed his red Chrysler Le Baron to his house wondering how he could afford such a car, a house, and child support and alimony. We hadn't discussed our occupations yet, I mean I wasn't that proud of mine, but I did enjoy it. Maybe he was a lawyer or a doctor, naw, not a doctor, he had way too much free time to be a doctor. I was so consumed with thoughts that I was barely aware of where we were until we pulled into an expensive neighborhood not far from the restaurant.
The homes here were in the 100's of thousands of dollars and most were built during the oil boom when Tulsa sported more than it's share of millionaires. I felt a little insecure, knowing we were in different economic classes, but so far he seemed like a nice down to earth guy so I put my worries aside for the moment.
He led me to a nice two story with a circle drive and a large detached garage and pulled up in front of the house. I parked behind him and he climbed out of his car and waited for me to join him.
"This is actually my folks' house, but they're traveling in Europe so....I'm house sitting."
That was a relief, at least it was his parents who were wealthy and not him. He led me inside and it was all I could do not to gawk and say things like Oooo...and Ahhhh. From the huge foyer with a wooden spiral staircase he led me down a hallway through a pantry and into the kitchen. He opened the door of a huge two door refrigerator and pulled out a bottle of wine and handed it to me.
"I'll grab some glasses. This is one of my favorites. I think you'll like it."
"If you like it, I'm sure I will. Wow, this is quite a house. Did you grow up here?"
"God no, we were dirt poor when I was growing up. My dad hit it big in the stock market when I was 20 and they moved into this house and dad retired from his job at Texaco and they've been living the sweet life ever since. And I missed it all," he laughed, "They helped my wife and I get our first house and of course they spoil Kyle rotten, but I guess I'm kind of a proud person. I prefer to make my own way."
I relaxed a little and finally told him what it was I did for a living and where.
He smiled and shook his head, "There's nothing to be ashamed of, if that was what you were thinking. I worked at Kmart my last two years of high school and learned a lot about people and life in general."
"Yeah, but you moved on. Did you go to college?"
"Yeah, that was one thing mom and dad did insist on helping me with. I went to OSU and studied business and marketing and I went to work for Texaco just like dad. But to tell you the truth, it wasn't my cup of tea...so, I decided to change jobs. A few years ago I went back to school and studied accounting and now I work for an investment company. We have quite a few well known and rich clients, including my parents. It's stressful sometimes, but I don't work nights or weekends and the money is very good."
"Ah, well....I feel a little awkward now. I mean I'm a department manager at Kmart and you hobnob with millionaires," I sighed.
"What difference does it make where we work or how much money we make?" He said wrinkling his brow, "It doesn't define us, we're both deeper than that..right?"
I smiled, "Yeah, you're right. It's no big deal. In bed we're equal..right?" I teased.
"Well, we'll have to see how you measure up," he teased back, "and speaking of bed..shall we retire to my bedroom?"
"I followed him up a back stairway to a carpeted hallway and through a door directly across from the stairs."
It wasn't the largest or nicest bedroom I'd ever been in, but it was very cozy. There was a large four post bed with a canopy. It was so high off the floor that there was actually a step stool on both sides.
"Wow, I hope we don't fall off of that," I teased.
"No danger, once I get hold of you I won't let go."
"Mmmm...uh, can I use your bathroom first?"
"Of course and when you're done I thought we might take a shower together so we could become better acquainted."
"I think that sounds like a great idea. I just need to pee, come on with me if you want."
He led me into the adjoining bath which was almost as big as the bedroom itself. In addition to a claw foot tub it had a huge walk-in shower and a double vanity. There was a commode in a separate room with it's own sink and, I shit you not, a urinal.
I took the urinal and Mark used the commode and we chatted while we peed. "I've never seen a house with urinal in the bathroom before."
"Yeah, it's kind of nice, but half the time I use the toilet. I forget about it when I'm half asleep or in a hurry."
I glanced over at his penis and it was just as nice as I remembered. "Uh just out of curiosity, how big is that?"
"Seven when it's erect, why?"
"Oh, just wondering. I'm not quite that big but close, maybe six and a half."
"That's a nice size. Just right for sucking and I bet it would feel great inside me."
"Keep talking dirty and it might happen sooner than you planned," I laughed.
"I'm ready when you are, but first the shower," he said starting to undress.
We returned to the main bath and stripped off our clothes and when we were down to our undies we stopped and did a slow appraisal of each other. His chest was well developed, though no one was using the word six pack back then, that's what he had. It was smooth for the most part except for a little patch between his pecs and a furry little trail leading into his undies. I sighed, the path to paradise and I was soon going to go skipping down it with my tongue.
"Nice," he said drawing in a deep breath, "May I?...."
I nodded and he moved closer and put his strong hands on my hips and pulled me against him. Our lips met and it was magic. His lips were soft and firm and he offered just enough tongue to make it sensual and not nasty. I could feel his hardness pressing against mine and I was wet with excitement and need.
"Ummm...maybe we should continue this in the shower," he finally said as he hooked his fingers in the waistband of my underwear and began tugging them down.
I sighed and he gasped when my cock cleared the elastic band and popped up. A string of pre-cum attached it to my undies and I watched as it stretched out then broke as he lowered my briefs to my knees. They fell to my feet and I stepped out of them and grabbed his underwear and jerked them down.
We both giggled as his cock popped up and slapped his flat stomach and I checked out the rest of him. His pubes were well trimmed (this was before guys started shaving down there) and he had a set of generous hangers that I thought would just about fit in my mouth.
I ran my finger from his navel down to his pubes and he shivered, "Uh...it's been a while...maybe we better get in the shower."
I giggled and followed him to the shower and checked out his amazing ass while he turned on the shower and adjusted the temperature. There was a tiny patch of dark hair just above his crack and I ran my hand over it causing him to shiver once more.
"God, your hands feel so good. This is going to be so wonderful if we ever make it to the bedroom," he chuckled.
"I'll stop.."I said holding up my hands in surrender, "but it won't be easy you sexy monkey," I said nuzzling the back of his neck.
"Ahhhhh....God...you're so wicked," he gasped, "Get in here and let's do some exploring."
He closed the doors behind us and pulled me into a hug and we kissed again. God, he was a good kisser. Talk about a toe curler....man, kissing him was hotter than sex with some guys.
When we broke it off we pulled back and stared into each other's eyes for a minute. He smiled shyly and he was so cute. We stood like that for a long time barely touching and holding hands before we started washing each other, touching and exploring but being careful not to go too far.
When we were clean and rinsed off we stepped out and dried each other off, once more touching and teasing one another in preparation for what was to come next. When we were dry Mark took my hand and led me to the bed. We stood there a moment kissing and running our hands up and down each other's back until we were breathless and aching with need for one another.
"Whew, how about a little wine to mellow us out?" he suggested grabbing the bottle of wine he'd brought up. He poured us both a glass then handed me one. "To us," he said offering his glass for me to clink.
"To us," I echoed, "and hot monkey sex," I added and we both laughed. It was one of those defining moments that eluded explanation, but I knew at that moment that this was the beginning of something very special.
We finished our wine then kissed some more and rubbed our erections together. It felt amazing but we were both ready for more.
He stepped up and onto the bed and pulled me in after him pushing me onto my back as he climbed on top and began kissing me again as our erections pressed together. We were both leaking profusely and our slick cocks rubbing together was driving me crazy.
Fortunately Mark had other things in mind and suddenly he moved down and started nuzzling my neck before moving on down to lick and suck my nipples driving me wild. He worked him way down my chest to my stomach causing me to shiver and moan softly and when he moved even lower and nuzzled my pubic hair I cried out loudly.
He giggled then grabbed my cock and pulled the skin back gently, "Mmmmm I love uncut cock, it's so delicious," he cooed then he began licking it as I clawed at the sheets and gasped for breath.
"Uhhh.....so...good," I panted.
His lapping sounded like a cat eating cream and this cat was feeling nothing but ecstasy as he continued. Then suddenly he moved down to my balls and began sucking and licking them and we moved to a whole other area of utopia.
But as good as that was when he suddenly swallowed my cock to the hilt I nearly came unglued. This guy knew how to make love to a cock better than any I'd ever met and I placed myself in his capable hands (and mouth) and just laid back and enjoyed what was perhaps the best beejay of my life.
When I came it was one of those kind of orgasms that begins deep inside your gut and radiates through your cock and balls like a nuclear explosion. I was blown away by the intensity of it and was muttering incoherently as I shuddered and shook and flopped like a fish. I saw stars for a moment then my vision went black as my eyes closed and I collapsed on the bed as he continued to swallow the copious amount of sperm I was depositing in his mouth.
When I was spent and my balls empty he gave my cock one last lick and a slurpy kiss then crawled up on me and kissed me deeply. I tasted the familiar taste of own cum on his lips and tongue and sighed.
"As soon as I recover I'm going to return the favor," I panted.
"Ummm...no hurry. Can you spend the night? I mean if it's too soon I understand...."
"As long as you wake me up in time for work," I said sighing happily. I hadn't slept in a man's arms for a long time and I was looking forward to it.
"Or...we could just stay up all night," he said grinning.
"I might have to call in sick if we did that," I teased, "I need my beauty sleep."
"We'll figure out something," he said nuzzling my neck, "how about some more wine?"
"Yes, please. You're right it is good." I said sitting up.
He slid off the bed and refilled our glasses and handed me one. He was so beautiful standing there with his chiseled body, and his manhood pointing my way. I sat up on the edge of the bed and wrapped my hand around his cock and he moaned softly.
I tossed my wine back quickly, sat the glass down on the bedside table and slid to my knees. There is something very exciting about servicing a man on your knees and at that moment it was exactly what we both needed.
He threw his head back and moaned loudly as I began licking his cock up and down the turned my attention to his nearly hairless balls. He tasted so good and I was crazy with lust for him.
I took his cockhead into my hot wet mouth and he leaned down and placed his hands on my head and guided me gently up and down his shaft. I'm pretty good at deep throating and have practically no gag reflex when it comes to dick and when I swallowed him to the hilt he shook as if he'd been electrocuted.
"Ahhhhh....gawd...that's so good."
I smiled around his dick, nothing I liked more than pleasing a man. His cock was leaking his tasty pre-cum and I gobbling it down greedily as I slurped on his cock. I squeezed his balls gently as I continued to suck and lick his cock but as much as I wanted to taste his cum, there was something else I wanted more.
Standing up I kissed him as he looked at me curiously, then I smiled evilly and hooked a finger luring him back into bed. His smile lit up the whole room as he followed me back to the bed and when I fell down on my back and raised my legs he fumbled under the pillow for a moment and pulled out a condom and a bottle of lube.
"Just in case," he chuckled, "I wasn't sure where things would go, but I like to be prepared."
"I'm glad you do. Just take it slow...it's been a while."
"Are you sure you want me to...."
"Yessss...I want it so bad. Please...."
He smiled and leaned down and kissed me, "Don't worry you won't feel a thing except pleasure."
Now rimming wasn't that popular back then and in fact I had never done it and only had it done to me once, but Mark soon proved to be expert at it. He wasted no time going for my ass and his tongue was like a snake as it darted in and out and around and across my tight pucker.
Before long I was whimpering and squirming and begging him for more and he had no problem giving it. If for some reason you gay men out there have never had a good rim job, I highly recommend that you do whatever is necessary to get one, and once you have you will know what I was feeling that night.
By the time he got the lube out and started fingering my hole I was so loose that he went straight from one finger to three and next was the real thing. He let me roll the condom on him and that was a treat for us both, and when it was in place he moved between my legs and leaned down and kissed me deeply and wetly. I tasted my ass on his lips and tongue and moaned softly.
With my help he managed to get his cockhead in me easily and I sighed as he pushed deeper.
"Mmmmm....go ahead, it feels wonderful." There was no pain only a fullness and pleasure as he pressed against my prostate and when he was completely inside me I pulled him down and kissed him roughly, "Fuck me hard, I love how you feel inside me," I growled.
He bit my ear playfully and growled, "Don't worry I'm gonna own this ass before the night is over."
He grabbed a foot in each hand and began to move and with each thrust he touched that place deep inside me that caused waves of pleasure to run through my entire body. My dick twitched and oozed pre-cum as I moaned and wiggled beneath him trying to get more and more of him inside me.
He leaned down and kissed me then raised up on all fours and began thrusting into me harder and deeper and my dick responded by leaking even more. I felt as if I could come any moment, hands free, and I had never experienced that sensation before.
"God you are so hot," He panted as he leaned down and bit my shoulder causing me to shudder.
"Fuck me Mark, fuck me hard. I want to feel you deep inside me," I gasped.
Grabbing me in his powerful arms he pulled me up and without slipping from my hole he rolled me onto my side and continued fucking me fast and hard. I could feel him deeper inside me now, deeper than any man had ever been before, and I was gasping for breath.
He fucked me in this position for a long time then grabbing me again and without leaving my hole he rolled me onto my stomach. He was on top of me now, his weight pressing onto me and into me and I had never felt so needed or loved or so fulfilled in my life. I was giving my man what he wanted and needed and that was all I wanted at the moment. Oh, sure I could take love and pleasure as well, but for now giving it was all that mattered.
I could feel his hot breath on my neck and he was breathing harder now as his thrusts came faster and more desperately and I knew he was close. I didn't know if he liked dirty talk or not but I decided to try to encourage his impending orgasm.
"Oh gawd..you feel so good inside me. Fuck me harder Mark, oh make me yours...yeah, that's it give me that big dick. Fuck my ass...."
Well, I guess he liked it because suddenly he grunted then began to groan as he planted his cock deep inside me. I could feel his cock expand and then he cried out loudly as he began to unload into the condom. I wished at that moment that I had let him go in bareback, but if we continued to see each other there would be time for that. I loved feeling a man come inside me, but since the Aids epidemic had started, I hadn't had that pleasure in a very long time.
He finally fell down on top of me and just wiggled and slowly thrust into me as he rubbed out the last of his orgasm then he sighed and kissed my shoulder gently, "That was so amazing," he cooed, "I love how your body feels under me."
"I love how you feel on top of me..and inside me," I said sighing, "I could definitely get used to this."
"I hope so, cause I feel the same way. When I rest a minute, maybe I can return the favor."
"Ummm...how about some more wine first...and I really need to pee."
We peed and finished off the wine and laid back in bed for a while just talking about our lives, our sons and our dreams. Pillow talk, I think they call it, and we were growing closer by the minute. Eventually we began to kiss and cuddle and our erections returned.
I rolled on top of him and took control much as he had me and soon I was eating his sweet ass and after a few minutes of fingering him I let him roll the condom on me and I attacked his ass with fury.
When I bottom I'm a little bitch, but when I top I'm a real stud and I pounded Mark hard as he begged for more. I chased his ass all over that bed and in every position possible finishing up doggie style in the middle of that big bed as he howled like a dog.
"Uh uh uh...ahhhh...shittt...so damned good...your ass is so hot...."
"Ummm...glad you like it. That felt amazing. I can't wait till we're comfortable enough with each other to lose the condoms."
"Me too," I said grinning, "I'd love to feel you come inside me."
"Ummm...we certainly think alike."
We cleaned up and cuddled until we fell asleep. It felt so good and so natural to be laying with Mark, but deep inside I began to worry. What if he didn't feel like I did? What if this was just a one -nighter for him? What if, what if, what if?
We awoke near sunup and made love again, but this time it was slow and more relaxed and by mutual decision we skipped the condoms. I knew it was a big risk and a big step, but if what he told me was true he hadn't been with another man in a long time and of course neither had I and we'd both played safe until now.
The feeling of his naked cock inside me was wonderful and when he came and I felt his sperm flood into me I felt claimed and loved and I cried a little. He kissed away my tears and I realized he was crying too. Tears of joy and love and from that moment on we knew we were meant to be together.
I tried to act nonchalant that next day at work, and later at practice, but I think anyone who knew me saw the changes in me. I was no longer alone and it was the best feeling in the world. I loved someone and they loved me. I knew it was crazy. We'd only just met, but I was convinced that we were meant to be together and that we would last forever.
Cody knew immediately and as soon as we were in the car he started in on me, "So...dad, did you do stuff with your new boyfriend?" he asked excitedly.
"I can't tell, it wouldn't be fair to Mark," I said grinning.
"Awww, I know you did," he giggled, "I can tell by the look on your face. Are you two in love?" He asked innocently.
"I...hope so," I confessed, "He's amazing. I can't wait for you to meet him. He promised to come to our first game and bring his son Kyle. Maybe you and Kyle can be friends too."
"Oh dad this is sooo cool. I'm so happy for you."
"Really? I want you to know that I won't neglect you. You and me are special and I'll find time for you. You come first."
"Oh dad, I know that. Maybe Mark can even come too, him and Kyle."
"You are so great son. I'm so happy you feel that way. I just know this is gonna be great."
Practice went well and I made notes about who I wanted in the various positions. I tried the boys (and girl) out as pitchers and was pleasantly surprised to find that Cody and Tammy were very good at pitching. Several other boys were fair and I figured I could work with them and wind up with at least four good pitchers and one or two strong ones.
I had several dads and moms show up for practice and Tammy's dad Luke volunteered to help me coach. That was good news since I needed an assistant and it was obvious he knew a lot about sports since he had taught Tammy how to play baseball.
I brought snacks for the boys the first practice then we drew names to see who brought them next. I made it clear that if any boy found that he couldn't provide snacks for any reason that he should call me and I'd take care of it and no one would know except the two of us. That way if a player's parents couldn't afford it or they forgot to tell them the others wouldn't be disappointed.
I wound up taking Ricky home but it was on the way and when we got to Cody's he insisted I come inside. Bobbie was home and when we walked in she gave me a curious look.
"Well how did it go?"
"Great, our son shows great promise as a pitcher and first baseman and I found an assistant coach, Tammy's dad Luke."
"That's great, but I meant the date," she chuckled.
"Oh, that," I said blushing, "Can we talk in private?"
Cody rolled his eyes, "Okay, okay, I get it. Don't wanna talk about sex in front of me. Okay, I'll go take a shower, I stink and I got dirt caked in my butthole," he laughed.
"Eww...wash it good then," Bobbie teased.
We sat down at the small dinette and I told her pretty much everything that had happened last night, waxing over the sex parts but she could see from the look in my eyes that I was in love already.
"This is so wonderful, like a story book romance," she said sighing.
"Yeah, except most story book romances don't start in a mens room at the pizza place," I chuckled. Then I explained where Mark and I had met.
"Oh my, that is different," she laughed, "but obviously you were both there for the right reason, your sons."
"That's true, I hadn't thought of it that way," I said smiling, "He's so amazing Bobbie. So handsome and sexy and so...so passionate."
"I like him already. So when can I meet him?"
"I, uh well...I'm not sure when he's available but...I'm supposed to call him later and see when we can get together again."
"No hurry, I don't want to frighten him away," she laughed.
"Oh, I wasn't thinking that, it's just that: well, I'm not sure I'm ready to share him."
"Ummm...must be love. So I assume our little pitcher is happy with things?"
"He seems to be. He's such a sweet kid. I think it's as important to him for you and I to be happy as if is for him to be happy."
"Yeah, he's a keeper, that's for sure."
"Well, I better get home and get cleaned up. I'm going to call Mark around 7. He promised to be home and waiting for my call."
By the time I got home it was pushing 6 and I hopped in the shower and scrubbed away all the dirt and grime from the practice field. I considered jerking off but decided to wait till bedtime. I wanted to be focused on Mark when I called and what better way than to be horny as fuck for him....he he.
I was too nervous to eat so I drank a beer to settle my stomach as I waited for time to call. At 6:59 I punched in his number and he picked up on the second ring.
"Hi, how did practice go?" he said not even bothering to ask who it was. I liked that.
"Great, I think I'm figuring out our strengths and weaknesses pretty fast and I found an assistant coach....the dad of the the little girl on our team."
"You have a girl on the team?" he chuckled, "Good thing they don't shower and have locker rooms in little league."
"It's not like that really. The boys have pretty much accepted her as one of them and they treat her like they treat each other. They're a great bunch of kids and I'm very proud of them."
"God, you make me so hot being so...so sensitive and caring. Look, I don't want to sound like a horny teenager, but....what are you doing this evening?"
"Washing my hair," I teased, "But seriously...nothing...why?"
"How would you like some company, I could stop on the way and bring some Chinese. I know a great place...."
"Uh, a three-some already?" I teased, "You me and some Chinese guy."
He laughed, "Oh no, I'm not ready to share."
So I gave him my address and forty minutes later he showed up on my doorstep with two sacks of fragrant Chinese food and a smile that melted my heart. God he looked even sexier today in his camp shorts and pullover shirt and it was all I could do not to jump him right there at the door.
"Hi, that was quick."
"I drove like a madman," he laughed, "Where shall I put these?"
We ate at my little dinette set and talked about our days, but mostly he wanted to hear about my boys and the practice. When I told him about Bobbie wanting to meet him he seemed pleased.
"Already showing me off to the family," he teased, "that's a good sign."
I blushed, "I mean if you want to meet them..."
"Uh huh, I want to meet anyone who's important to you. I hope your boy and mine can be friends too, because as far as I'm concerned I'm going to be around a long time."
"Umm...I hope so," I said reaching over to squeeze his hand, "This food is terrific, but there's something else I'd like to taste when we get through here."
"Mmmm.....maybe we can have dessert in the bedroom."
That night at my apartment was almost as good as our first time at Mark's parents' place and it soon turned into a regular thing. The weekends were pretty much for our boys but during the week we took turns sleeping over or at least staying long enough to make love before heading home.
After a couple of weeks I felt comfortable and secure enough to finally suggest that our boys meet. I talked to Bobbie and she suggested we all meet at her place on Saturday night for dinner.
I was nervous, but anxious to get this part over with. Mark agreed to ride over to Bobbie's with me and Cody and when he and Kyle arrived I made the introductions and the boys seemed to hit it off right away.
Cody shook Mark's hand and gave him a warm smile and Mark relaxed a little. "Hi Mark, glad to finally meet you. My dad talks about you all the time."
"Well, I'm glad to meet you too and he talks about you a lot too."
"Yeah, he's a good dad, but he deserves some fun," he said as Mark blushed.
"Well, let's hit the road guys," I said trying to save Mark from further embarrassment.
At Bobbie's she made a big deal of introducing herself to Mark and telling him what a great guy I was and how happy she was that the two of us were hitting it off so well.
"Bobbie, please. I'm right here. You're embarrassing me," I chuckled.
"Oh, sorry. Just wanted Mark to know what a great guy you are. And a great dad."
Dinner was delicious and after dessert Cody took Kyle to his room so us adults could talk freely. Bobbie and Mark got along brilliantly and I began to relax as the conversation turned to parenting and our boys.
"I worried about how Kyle might react to my having a...a man friend, but I was pleasantly surprised when I finally got up enough nerve to tell him. I guess he wasn't as naive as I thought, or maybe his mother let it slip, but whatever he wasn't surprised when I finally told him about Rob," he said smiling at me and squeezing the hand he'd been holding under the table.
"Kids are smarter than we think," I said grinning, "my boy knew something was up that first night."
"Your son is amazing. I'm glad he and Kyle are hitting it off so well. I worried about that too, but now I feel silly. I mean kids adjust so easily to things. Most adults could take a lesson from them."
We talked for about an hour and eventually Cody and Kyle wandered in looking sheepish. I knew that look on my son's face and wasn't surprised when he spoke next.
"We were wondering if Kyle could spend the night tonight?"
I laughed, "I figured that was what was coming next," I said elbowing Mark playfully.
"Well, ummm...here or at Rob's"
Cody looked at me and I looked at Bobbie who just shrugged. On the one hand if they stayed at Bobbie's, Mark and I could spend the night at my apartment and make love, but on the other hand if they stayed at my apartment, well...we could maybe sneak in some whoopie since both boys were cool with it.
Fortunately Bobbie saved me having to decide. "Why don't you boys spend the night here and let your dad's have some alone time at Rob's?"
"Okay, that's cool." both boys agreed.
We hung around a bit longer then kissed the boys goodnight and headed to my place. We'd agreed to pick the boys up around noon and take them out for lunch then to the zoo and they were very excited. Kyle even gave me a quick hug and Cody of course wasn't shy about hugging Mark long and hard. He whispered something into his ear and Mark smiled. I would definitely have to ask him about it later.
Once we were in the car I asked him what Cody had said he looked over at me and grinned.
"He said, I hope you and my dad have fun," he chuckled, "man you've got a great son."
"Yeah, I agree. Yours is great too, a little shy but we'll work on that."
"He's warming up to you nicely and I think his being with Cody will help. You know his coolness will rub off on Kyle."
I was thinking, I hope that's all that rubs off on him, then I smiled. If I knew my son like I thought I did, he'd most likely be trying to pull Kyle in for some sexy fun tonight. I just hoped he'd keep my name out of it. I didn't Mark to think I was a pervert or anything.
At my apartment we showered together then headed to bed. Our lovemaking didn't have the urgency that it had in the beginning and we took our time and immersed ourselves in it now. Our orgasms were still stellar and the snuggling and kissing afterwards was wonderful. It was so wonderful to wake up with Mark next to me and I'd begun to think about asking him to move in, or me to move in with him, or us get a new place, whatever worked. I was afraid to rock the boat though and decided for the time being it might be better just to see what happened next.
We slept till ten and got up and showered the sex off of us and had a light breakfast since were were going to be eating lunch in a couple of hours. I felt very domestic as I fixed us oatmeal and juice and we talked about our relationship.
"Rob, last night was wonderful. I can't tell you how much I miss you when we're not together."
"I know, I feel the same way, but when we are together it's amazing. I feel so lucky to have met you. We're so perfect together."
"I know and I was thinking. I know it's kind of sudden and we haven't been together that long, and we haven't really talked about it, but what would you think about making this permanent?"
"Permanent? You mean like you give me your class ring or something?" I teased.
"No, I mean like...what if we moved in together? Do you think you could stand to live with me?"
"I....don't know what to say. It's something I've thought about, but like you said, we've never really talked about where this is going or anything. I mean I'm open to whatever, but who moves in with who. How does it work?"
"Good question. My folks will be coming back in a month or so and I'll have find a place to live. I let my apartment go when I agreed to house set. I think we need a place big enough for us and the boys to have room. I'm not crazy about apartments....I only lived in one after the divorce because I couldn't see buying a house for just me..but if I had someone...I mean if you thought it was something you'd like to do..."
I smiled, "You mean buy a house together?"
He nodded, "I have enough for the down payment and we can get a good interest rate through one of the banks I work with...I figure we can get into a nice place for about 600.00 a month."
"Each?" I asked frowning. It was all I could do to pay 450.00 for my apartment.
"No, total...300.00 each plus utilities of course. I figure it wouldn't be much more than rent and it would be ours some day."
"But what if this doesn't work out?" I said trying to be realistic.
"Well, if it didn't work out we could sell the house and split the profit or I could buy you out..but let's not think that way. Look Rob, I know it might sound trite or silly to say but...I'm pretty sure you're the one I want to spend the rest of my life with."
I smiled, he was such a romantic, "I...feel the same way, but let's wait a while before we make a big commitment like that..okay?"
He nodded, "You're probably right, but I will need to find a place to stay until I figure things out."
"Well, why don't you move in with me for a while? That way we can see if we're really that much in love or if we drive each other crazy," I chuckled.
"Are you sure about this? What about Cody and Kyle?"
"Well, that cat is out of the bag already, they know we're lovers so when they stay over they can sleep in Cody's room and you can sleep in here."
"Ummm...but only when the boys are here?"
"No, lover you'll be in my bed all the time," I said grinning.
"I'll think about it, okay? It sounds wonderful, but I don't want to rush into anything until I've discussed it with Kyle and I think you should talk to Cody about it as well."
"Okay, then we'll check with the bosses and see what they say," I teased. "And speaking of the bosses...we'd better get a move on or they'll have the militia out looking for us."
We had lunch at Arbys and then went straight to the zoo. We had a great time and afterwards we stopped for ice cream at Baskin Robbins. As we sat at a tiny little round table we talked and soon the discussion turned to me and Mark.
"So are you two in love like you used to love mommy?" Kyle asked looking at Mark with puppy dog eyes.
"Well, it's a lot like that, "Mark said sounding a little uncomfortable, "We really like each other and a lot and have a lot of fun when we're together."
"Yeah, I bet," Cody snorted and punched Kyle who giggled.
I looked at Mark and shrugged, "He's not my kid. I found him on my doorstep one day and took him in," I teased.
"Dad, you did not. I'm yours. You said you can't deny me cause I look just like you did when you were a kid. Anyway just saying, it's okay if you two (whispers) have s.e.x."
"Well, now that we have your approval," I joked, "too bad we didn't know this before," I said rolling my eyes.
"Like you haven't done it a hundred times already," he said covering his mouth to smother his giggles.
"So well...back to Kyle's question. Yes, Rob and I are in sort of a relationship right now. We're not sure where it will lead, but we want to find out and that being said maybe you two can help us with a problem we have."
"What's that dad? We'll help, won't we Cody?" Kyle said looking concerned.
"Well, when grandpa and grandma get back from Europe I'm going to need to find a place to live. Rob has offered to let me stay with him until we see how things go or until I find a place of my own. What do you guys think?"
Cody looked a little surprised, but he soon recovered, "Well, would you be sleeping with dad or in my room?"
"You'll need your room," I offered, "but when you were at your moms I guess he could use it. The rest of the time he could sleep with me."
"Oh dad, who are you kidding?" he cackled, "You're not gonna make Mark sleep in my room...ever...are you?"
I grinned, "Well, no. Not unless we have a fight or he snores too loud, or farts too much," I said causing both boys to crack up.
"What about me dad?" Kyle said frowning, "Where will I sleep when I stay with you?"
"Oh, I have a very nice closet that's just big enough for a boy your size," I teased.
"Stop it Rob, you'll have him in tears," Mark scolded, "You can sleep in Cody's room, if it's okay with Cody."
"Sure it's okay," Cody said smiling at Kyle, "We're practically brothers," he laughed.
Kyle smiled too and something passed between the two that both Mark and I noticed.
"Well, then I guess we'll give it a try guys. If it doesn't work out then we'll try something else.
Baseball season officially began and I was busy with practices, including a few trips to the batting cages, and of course two games a week. Mark and Kyle came to a lot of the games and afterwards we'd go out for ice cream and visit and that was nice, but what was really nice was the sleepovers.
When Mark's parents returned he moved in with me, but all he brought was his clothes and a few personal belongings. It took a little getting used to, but the benefits far outweighed the inconveniences and soon we were very comfortable with the arrangement.
Kyle was over most weekends as was Cody and we functioned as a family when the four of us were together. We played board games and watched movies and went out for dinner or to a movie, just like most families did.
When Cody and Kyle would go to bed Mark and I would lock ourselves in my bedroom and make love till the wee hours then fall asleep in each other's arms or spooned up together. Those were some of the happiest days of my life and still are.
All that Spring and summer I watched my rag tag ball team learn and grow and by the end of the season we were a cracker jack team. We even made it to the final tournament, but unfortunately we lost by two runs. Still it was quite a victory for our team and I was very proud of them. We met for one last pizza party that night and the boys (and girl) and the parents surprised me by giving me a special award with my name engraved on it. It said simply "World's Greatest Coach" and I'll admit there were tears in my eyes as I accepted it.
It had been a great year and we had had a lot of fun and I encouraged all the kids to come back and play for me next year. When we finally left the pizza place that night I felt kind of sad. I had come to look forward to seeing the kids at practice and the games and I would miss them a lot.
Cody sensed my melancholy mood and tried his best to comfort me. "Don't worry dad you still have us, and I'll bring Ricky and Paul over sometimes too. Next year we're gonna kick butt and win the whole thing, right dad?"
"You bet sport, we'll keep working on your batting and pitching even though the season is over."
Since there was no school Kyle was sleeping over and the next day we were going to take the boys to the water park and then take Kyle home afterward. His mom turned out to be a very nice lady and even though she could have been bitter and resentful of me in Mark's life, she was actually very sweet to me. She said that Kyle really liked me and had nothing but good things to say about me and that he thought of Cody as a brother, something he had always wanted.
I felt good about how things were going and I'd been giving some more thought to Mark's idea about buying a house together. I had decided that the next time he brought the subject up, I was going to say yes.
That night when the boys were settled in Cody's room and Mark and I were in bed and snuggled up we talked about how well things were going and our future and the subject of the house came up again. I had been hoping and praying that it would and I was ready for him.
"Okay, let's do it." I said simply.
"What? Really? Just like that? When did you decide this?"
I grinned, "Oh about a week ago, but I was waiting for you to pop the question again."
"You dog, you could have just told me. This is so great. I've been looking around some..just in case and I found the perfect house...well, I think it's perfect, but I'd like for you to see it. Maybe we could drive by there tomorrow before we hit Big Splash."
"Sounds good, but do we want to let the kids in on it yet?"
"Well, I've thought about that and I think they should be part of this. I mean it affects them too. It's where they will be spending a lot of their time."
"Okay, that sounds fair, but let's not make a big deal out of it or get their hopes up until we know for sure."
"Suits me just fine. Well, now that we have that settled, how about we make a little whoopie?"
"I have a headache, I'm too tired....NOT!" I teased, "Bring it on lover boy."
We made love that night for hours and it seemed even more intense. We were moving to the next level and I couldn't have been happier. I was pleased at how well Cody and Kyle were getting along, but as far as I knew their relationship was strictly platonic, almost brotherly in nature. Cody and Ricky however had moved on to the next level and my son had no problem sharing that information.
Kyle and Cody woke us around eight with a surprise. They had cooked breakfast for us and I was impressed with their skill. They'd prepared bacon, hash browns, and scrambled eggs and toast. Mark liked coffee and we'd bought a Mr. Coffee for him, but I still drank iced tea or milk with my breakfast and the boys had chocolate milk.
Since the boys had cooked breakfast Mark and I cleaned up then we showered and got dressed. Since we had plenty of time we decided to swing by the house Mark had found and surprise the boys.
The house was in south Tulsa, near the mall but in an older neighborhood. It was a single story brick with a two car garage and was nicely landscaped. It looked well kept and the trim had been recently painted and I could see a privacy fence in back which was a nice touch.
We couldn't actually go inside but we peeked in the windows and when we let ourselves in the back yard we got pleasant surprise. Not only was the backyard fenced and well landscaped, it had a small pool and a large deck with a built in gas grill.
"Wow, dad this place is awesome. Are we gonna live here?" Cody asked excitedly.
"What would you think about us moving into a house like this boys?"
"Really? That would be so cool, especially if we had our own pool." Kyle said giving Cody a high five, "Man that would be so cool, right bubber?"
I smiled at Kyle's use of the word bubber, he and Cody had become as close as brothers lately and often called each other brother or some variant of the word.
"What do you think Rob? Would you like to come back and see the inside tomorrow night? I could call the Realtor tomorrow...."
"I vote yes, what do you boys think?"
Of course the boys voted yes and they hugged us both then we looked at the rest of the back yard and peeked through the back windows before finally pulling ourselves away.
The boys were very excited about the house and their excitement was contagious, but by the time we arrived at the water park they were more interested in having fun than the house.
First stop was the changing room and though I tried not to be obvious I was curious about what Kyle looked like naked. He wasn't shy at all about changing in front of us and his body was pretty much what I expected. He was still smooth and his balls hadn't dropped yet. He was cut and pretty average I guessed for a boy his age. His body was lean, but not skinny and had nice definition to it. He was a cutie, that was for sure and would make some little boy or girl very happy soon I was sure.
Next stop was the wave pool and we stayed there for a good thirty minutes before the boys got tired of it and drug us to the tube ride, back then it was called the Schlitter Bomb or something like that and began in a huge tube with water then emptied out into a fast moving flume that wound around a hill then dumped you out into a pool at the end and you floated around to the exit.
Now for someone who can swim it's no big deal, but remember at that point I still couldn't swim a stroke and when I got emptied into the flume I lost my tube and almost drowned. If not for Mark I might very well have done just that. Fortunately an attendant retrieved my tube and since there was no other way off the stupid ride I had to continue down the hill and through the many pools until I reached the bottom.
When we finally got out I was shaking and so embarrassed I just wanted to crawl off somewhere and die. Mark could tell I was up upset and he sent the boys to get a drink while he pulled me aside and sat me down at a picnic table.
"Are you okay sweetie?"
I nodded, "I'm so embarrassed," I said near tears.
"Aww...don't be, it could have happened to anyone." He said putting his strong arms around me oblivious of the hundreds of people around us, "I forgot you couldn't swim or I would have paid better attention to you."
"It's not your fault," I sniffed, "Cody must think I'm a real idiot," I said lowering my head so no one could see my face.
"Cody loves you, we all do, it's not that big a deal. Please don't let it ruin the rest of our day. The boys have been looking forward to this all week."
"I'm sorry, I don't mean to act like a baby, but I was so scared....I have this horrible fear of the water. Ever since I was like 5 or 6 and almost drowned."
"I didn't know. Wanna talk about it?" He said in a concerned voice as he continued to rub my shoulders.
"My family and I were a this place called Blue Hole, it was a spring fed creek where people came to swim and stuff. Well I couldn't swim of course, but I was messing around in the shallow water and I got this great idea to sit in this inner tube, only instead of laying it down I stood it up on end and somehow I managed to get stuck in it and when it turned over it was holding me upside down in the water. I remember looking up through the water and seeing my aunt wading toward me then the next thing I remember I was coughing up creek water while I lay on the bank. I was so terrified of the water after that I wouldn't go in any deeper than my knees for a long time."
"That's terrible, I'm so sorry. Well, I'll keep an eye on you from now on so not to worry. Are you gonna be okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine. I think I'd like a drink though...a Pepsi or a Dew...if you don't mind."
While Mark was gone to get my drink Cody and Kyle wandered over and sat down looking at me as if I was made of glass and they were afraid they'd break me.
"You okay dad?"
"Yeah, sorry if I messed things up," I said touching his hand.
"Noooo..you didn't. We had fun, right Kyle?"
"Yeah, I'm really sorry that you almost drowned Rob."
"It's okay, I should have known better than to go on that particular ride, but I'm fine now and we can still have a lot of fun. If you guys want to go back on the Tube ride, Mark can go with you, but I'll sit the next one out."
I felt like a total idiot but the guys were so sweet to me that I soon forgot about it. We enjoyed the Lagoon and the boys swung off ropes while I treaded water in the shallower part. Mark only left my side a few times and I loved him for it. He was so good to me and I loved him more every day.
We finally left around six after stopping at the changing room to put our street clothes back on so we could go out for dinner. We went to Casa Bonita that night and the boys were amazed by all the different rooms and decorations there. The food was good too and the boys ate like little pigs.
The next day Mark called the Realtor and set up an appointment for Monday evening to see the house. I was picking Cody up after work and Mark was picking up Kyle and we were going to meet there at 6:30. I was as excited as Cody and when we pulled in the drive that night I thought to myself, I must be the luckiest man alive.
The Realtor was a young woman named Nancy and she pretty much let us wander around and look things over without boring us with the usual spiel. It wouldn't have mattered much though because after the first ten minutes the four of us guys were already sold on the place.
There were two large bedrooms that shared a bath and a huge master bedroom on the other side of the house with a large bath with a separate shower and tub. In addition to the two full baths there was a half bath off the laundry room, a small living room, and a large family room, formal dining room and a spacious kitchen with all new appliances. Okay, I know I sound like the real estate agent...ha ha, but I was pumped about this place and we were getting it at a bargain price....60,000 dollars which was way below market value in that neighborhood.
Mark was prepared for our approval and had his checkbook out as soon as we rejoined the Realtor. He wrote her a check for a thousand dollars and she said she would start the paperwork tomorrow morning as soon as she got in the office. She said it usually took between two weeks and a month to close, but that was no big deal. We'd waited this long, what was a few more weeks?
We decided to go out and celebrate and the boys suggested Dairy Queen since they considered ice cream to be the ultimate party food. We had big greasy hamburgers (the best kind) and fries and sundaes for dessert and talked about our new house and how much fun we'd have there.
"So...I guess me and Kyle got two dads now?" Cody said grinning. He had a bit of chocolate sauce on his chin and leaned in and wiped it off with my finger and licked it off.
"Well, maybe not legally, but as far as I'm concerned Mark is my hubby," I said grinning.
"So does that make you my wife?" Mark chuckled.
"No...co-husband. I'm not a woman you know," I said acting insulted.
"Kyle laughed, "So..how does that stuff work dad....I mean two guys being...uh married or whatever?"
"Well...this might be a subject for a different day son. Remind me next time we're alone and we'll discuss it further."
"Why not now?" It was Cody who jumped in then.
"Well, I..I uh, well...I'm a little uncomfortable talking about this in front of two impressionable boys."
I laughed, "Give it up Mark, if we're gonna be a family we need to learn to communicate."
"Well...uh, why don't you tell him then since you're so gung ho to discuss this now."
"It's simple Kyle, it works the same way as a man and woman only our equipment is the same," I said grinning.
Kyle laughed, "Yeah, okay...I get it," he said then changed the subject to the new house and the pool. Kids are curious but once you let then know you're willing to talk to them they give in pretty easy.
We dropped the boys off and met back at my (our) apartment and had a glass of wine and relaxed a little before heading to bed. It was nice to end the day this way, our feet up on the coffee table and snuggled up on the couch.
"Thanks for rescuing me from Kyle," Mark chuckled, "I know he's curious about this stuff, but I never know what to say."
"I'm surprised Cody hasn't filled him on this stuff," I laughed.
"It's different with Cody. He..well, he's sure he's gay, but Kyle is still on the fence, so to speak. I mean I know he's younger, but I keep expecting every day for him to discover girls...or boys..or whatever," he sighed.
"Relax, he'll figure it out. It's not a race and there are no winners or losers. I think what's most important is that you be there for him when he does have questions and that you answer them as honestly as possible."
"Yeah, I guess. God, you know something...you're a great dad. I mean I always knew it, but how did you get so good at it in such a short time. I mean I've had Kyle all his life, and he still makes me nervous sometimes."
"Well, I think part of it is that not having a dad, I felt the need to be the best dad I could be. I thought about how I would have wanted my dad to treat me and I try to do that with Cody."
Mark smiled and took my hand, "Have I ever told you how amazing I think you are?"
"Yes, but don't let it stop you from repeating it," I teased, "but you're pretty amazing too mister."
He sighed, "We're both amazing....amazing together. Do you ever wonder what our lives would be like if we'd met sooner?"
"No, not really. I think things happen in their own time. Call it Karma or fate or whatever but I think somewhere it was written that we should meet in the mens room at Pizza World on that very night." I said grinning.
"Sounds kind of sick when you put it that way," he sighed, "but I get what you're saying."
"Look at it like this, if you had met me before you had Kyle, you might hot have a great son to love and watch grow up and eventually carry on the family name."
"Yeah...yeah! That's true. You are so wise," he said nuzzling my neck, "so...wanna take a shower with me?" he said in a low sultry voice.
"Ummm...yeah, that sounds like fun...good clean fun," I said sighing, "but you can nuzzle my neck a little longer if you'd like."
We closed on the house in late August and it was still plenty warm enough to break in the pool. Since we didn't have a lot of furniture we wound up buying a few things to furnish the living room and family room. We had bedroom furniture for our room and the boys' room, but we left the other bedroom empty for now.
It was strange to have a yard and a garage after all the years of living in apartments but once I got used to it I absolutely loved it. Mark on the other hand had lived in a house all his life and he adjusted quickly.
Bobbie threw us a house warming party and brought her "friend" from work and it was obvious from the way they behaved that things were getting serious. To my surprise she invited my store manager and a few others from the Kmart where I worked including the girls I worked with in Men and Boys Wear.
I was a little nervous at first, but like I said in those days Kmart was more like a family than a group of employees and everyone treated Mark and I that way. This was 1986, way before marriage equality and all that stuff, but let me tell you the guys and gals I worked with were way ahead of the rest of the world.
We got lots of goodies, linens, kitchen appliances, and so on, but the biggest gift they gave us was their love and acceptance. I knew not everyone I worked with felt the same way, but this handful of men and women that showed up that night for our house warming were the best kind of people a guy could ever know.
Bobbie, surprised us once again when it was time for her to give us her gift and Mark and I both cried when we saw it. It was a picture of Mark and I and and the boys that we'd had made last Christmas at Kmart, but she'd had it air brushed and blown up and mounted in a silver frame.
"I think that will look great over the fireplace. What do you guys think?"
I just nodded as I touched the glass and tried not to boo hoo and look like a total fag. Fortunately Mark saved the day.
"Bobbie, it's amazing. Thank you so much. I can't think of a better gift to christen our new home with," he said then hugged her warmly.
I pulled myself together and hugged her too and by then I had my emotions under control. I placed the picture on the mantle and fortunately it was time to eat and I didn't have to deal with my feeling any more.
We had a buffet set up with chicken, sandwiches and salads and a cooler full of sodas for our guests and as they ate Mark and I mingled and thanked each one for their gift and for coming, but what we were really saying was: Thank you for accepting us as we are.
The evening was a huge success in more ways than one. Things at work seemed so much better now that I wasn't hiding my life style and I thrived where I had once merely survived.
Mark was very supportive but it was obvious that he was bummed that he didn't have the same kind of support and acceptance where he worked. He said most of the guys there were tight-assed homophobes and he hated socializing with them.
"Well, why don't you find another firm, or....start your own. Your father offered to back you, why not let him?"
Mark's folks turned out to be great people and though they were skeptical at first, when they saw how happy Mark and I were they finally accepted and supported our relationship. Mark's mom Emily was especially sweet and we had become pretty close. I missed my mom and Emily sort of filled the gap. She told me in confidence one day while we were out shopping for Mark's birthday gift that she had known he liked boys when he was growing up. She said she thought he had outgrown it when he got married and had a child, but when he had gotten divorced she was convinced she knew the reason, and it turned out she was right.
Mark's dad, Mark Sr., was slower accepting us, well mostly me, but when he finally came around he surprised us both by offering us his blessing and offering to set Mark up in business. Mark had been as surprised as I was, but being as independent and stubborn as he was, he hadn't given the offer much thought until I brought it up again.
"I just don't want to be one of those off spring that feeds off his parents," he sighed.
"You're not feeding off of them, they simply offered to help you get started. Think about it, what if it were Kyle? Would you offer to help him if you could and how would you feel if he refused your help?"
"I..I never thought of it like that before. I have the clients and I could get plenty of referrals... Aggh...I just don't know...it's so risky...yet so...so tempting."
"Why don't you write up a business plan or whatever and crunch the numbers and see what it looks like? If you still think it's too risky then we'll wait for something better to come along."
"Yeah, I could do that," he said smiling at last, "You know if I had my own business you might be able to quit work eventually and be a stay at home hubby."
I frowned, "I would never want to just stay at home. I like working. I mean..I know it's not as glamorous as what you do...but I like what I do...and you've met the great people I work with. We're like family..."
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to imply that what you did was unimportant. I like the fact that you love what you do. Maybe I'm actually jealous. I mean I go in there day after day and do the same old thing and sometimes I'm bored out of my skull. Your job is actually more challenging than mine," he sighed.
"Then why not try something different?"
"What? But this is all I know how to do..."
"Ha, you're a smart guy. I bet you could do anything you wanted to if you put your mind to it."
"I don't know..it could be risky...especially now that we have the house to pay for...."
"I could make the house payment if push came to shove. Just think about it...okay?"
"I promise, but right now I just want to forget all that and make love. Think you can handle that?"
"Baby, that's my new favorite thing. Lead the way."
The seed was planted and Mark did think about what I had said. A week went by and one evening he sat me down and started chattering like a little kid at Christmas.
"I know this is nothing like what we talked about, but one of my clients told me about a business that was for sale and well....I want to run it past you and see what you think. I was thinking about how much you enjoy the people you work with and what you do at Kmart and it got me to thinking about when I worked there. I really liked my job too. I liked the people and there was something satisfying about putting out merchandise and watching it sell. I loved the crowds and the energy. I think I loved it more than anything I've ever done, but of course it didn't pay all that well...so I studied business and accounting and moved on to more lucrative things.
So...that being said....I have an opportunity to buy my own retail store, a hardware store to be exact. A True Value and it's in a great location and does a tremendous business. The owner is retiring and I could take over immediately if I decided to buy it."
I smiled, "I'm sort of surprised, but I have to admit the idea sounds wonderful. I actually started in hardware at Kmart but took the Menswear manager position because I had more experience in that area."
"I've already talked to dad and well...he had his doubts at first, but once he saw the numbers he was as impressed as I was. And.....I know this is a lot to throw at you at once, but...you could come work with me and we could run the place together," he said looking at me for my reaction, then quickly adding, "Think about it..we'd be unstoppable, the two of us. Your merchandising skills and my financial expertise...."
I sighed, "I don't know Mark. What if....what if we ever broke up. I'm not sure I could work for you if that happened."
"First of all...you wouldn't be working for me, you'd be working with me. We'd be partners, 50/50 and it would be a family business. The boys could even work there when they got older."
"Mark, I...don't know what to say. I have nothing to offer....I don't have any money..how could I accept a partnership?"
He frowned, "Nothing to offer? My God...Rob, you're amazing at what you do and I can only imagine what you would bring to the business. We're partners already...right? So why not go a step further?"
"But what would your dad say? He'd probably think I was just mooching off of you and him...."
He laughed, "Who do you think suggested that I make you my partner? He's no dummy Rob, he knows how smart you are and he's convinced that with your help I could turn this into a real money maker."
"What? No way, he said that?"
"Yeah, he did, but I had thought about it already. Maybe I was thinking more about how nice it would be to work with you every day, but then I started thinking about how hard you work and how detail oriented you are and how conscientious you are and...bingo, it suddenly dawned on me what a great team we'd make. Please say you'll think about it. I'm going to talk to the owner tomorrow and discuss details, but I'm pretty sure I want to do this with or without your help."
I nodded, "It sounds like a great opportunity. I'll think about it. Do you mind if I talk to Bobbie and Cody about it?"
"No, I totally understand. This would affect Cody and that will affect Bobbie, but I think they will agree with me that it would be great for all of us."
"Well, either way I'm excited for you. I haven't seen you this excited about work in a long time..if ever," I chuckled.
"I feel like a new man...like I have a chance at a whole new life. I want to be as happy at work as I am at home and I can't think of anything that would make me happier than to build a business with you."
"It sounds wonderful, but I really need to think about it. I'll have some kind of answer for you when you get home tomorrow."
"I can't ask for more than that. Thank you for listening to me and for being so supportive. You have no idea how much that means to me," he said looking into my eyes.
I loved him so much and I wanted to scream "YES" at the top of my lungs, but I really did need to think about it. It was a big step and I didn't want to rush into anything.
"Come on baby, let me make you forget all about business for a while," I said opening my arms.
He swarmed into them and we began kissing and making out like horny teenagers. Before long we were naked and I was on my knees between his legs sucking on his gorgeous cock. He was moaning and thrusting up into my mouth and before long he was getting close. I had no intention of letting him come that quick though so I released his cock and started licking and sucking his balls.
"Mmmmmm....you are so good at that," he hummed.
"It's easy to be good when you have a great set of hangers like this to work with. Think of me as an artist and you are my canvas."
"God, I love you so much," he said sounding emotional. Then he pulled me up and kissed me, "Let's take this to the bedroom, I want to spend the rest of the night showing you just how much."
Once we were in bed Mark took control. He pushed me onto my back and covered me with his hot hard body as our cocks pressed together. He nuzzled my neck then kissed my nose and my forehead and my face lovingly before attacking my lips passionately. God that man can kiss. I shit you not, my cock was rock hard and leaking just from his kisses. I've been kissed and I've been kissed, but no one to this day ever kissed me like that man.
"Imagine sneaking away to the mens room for a quickie," he said breaking the kiss and grinning evilly.
"You devil you, that sounds so hot."
"Ummmm....you taste good. Let's see what the rest of you tastes like," he said as he moved on down to my nipples.
I moaned as he began sucking and biting playfully at my nipples. I loved how he made me feel, taking his time and exploring my body causing waves of sensation to wash over me. His next stop was my stomach and I flinched a little cause I'm a little ticklish, but he knows that and keeps it to a minimum. He loves my belly button for some reason and always gives it a lot of attention forcing his tongue into it and biting my belly playfully.
I was totally relaxed by then and when he moved down lower and found my cock he whimpered a little as he placed his tongue inside my foreskin and began licking the pre-cum off the slit. I moaned softly and thrust up but he wasn't going to be hurried. He knew just what he wanted to do and there was no rush.
From my cock he kissed his way down to my balls and nuzzled them wetly as I squirmed beneath him. My balls are very sensitive and he knows it and always takes it easy down there. He is the first guy I have ever actually encouraged to work on my balls, because he knows me so well.
"Mmmmm....can I have some of yours?" I murmured, "Flip around and let me get at your junk."
He spun around and placed his crotch within reach and I began licking and sucking on his balls as he continued working on mine. The soft wet sounds of our mouths and the scents of our bodies was driving us crazy and soon we moved on to each other's cock and began licking and sucking lustily.
We worked on each other's cocks for a long time while we fondled each other's balls and ass but neither of us was in any hurry. When we sensed the other was close we would back off and return our attention to the each other's balls then when we were cooled down we'd start up again.
I loved how Mark tasted and I could have sucked and licked him all night, but I wanted to feel him inside me so the last time he got close I came up off his cock and coaxed him into position.
"God I love how you feel inside me."
"You're so hot," he said devouring my face and lips.
His cock seemed bigger than ever that night and I could feel it throbbing inside me as he thrust deeper and deeper. His cock was giving my prostate a real working over and this time I was sure I would come hands free if he kept it up long enough.
I could tell he was close by the look on his face but so was I. I concentrated on the feeling inside me, the feel of his cock as he entered my anus then as he plunged forward rubbing against my prostate and after a few minutes I felt the rush as my orgasm hit me.
I cried out as my cock began to squirt between us and my anus contracted sending Mark over the edge as well.
"Oh....gawd...ah...ah...ah...oooooo, shit, ummmm...so good."
"Stay in me....."
"Ummmm...I could go to sleep inside you...."
"I would consider that a compliment."
We lay there for a long time, him inside me until he finally went soft and slipped out. We were too tired to clean up and we fell asleep just as we were, our sweat and our cum drying on our bodies and I for one had never slept so sound.
Mark and his father met with the owner the following day and when Mark came home he was all smiles.
"Dad is in totally in agreement with me, he thinks this is a very good opportunity and....he also agrees that you would be a real asset if you decided to come in as my partner."
"I appreciate your dad's trust, but it still surprises me."
"He may not show it as much as mom does, but he really respects you Rob. He said any man who could do what you did....accepting your son and all, was a good person. Basically my dad gave me his blessings," he chuckled.
"Wow, I mean he's always nice to me and polite, but I was never sure exactly where I stood with him."
"Well, bottom line is..he likes you a lot and he thinks you should go in with me," he said grinning, "but no pressure...."
"Yeah, right," I laughed, "So...are you definitely going to buy this place?"
"I want it so bad Rob. I would love it if you would come in with me, but even if you don't I still want it and... I'll just keep working on you till you give in," he said pulling me into a hug and nuzzling my neck.
"I want you to be happy babe, and if this makes you happy...then let's do it."
"What? Wait? You mean it? But...I thought you had to think about it."
"I did, and I decided, what the hell? I'll give Kmart plenty of notice so if I ever need to go back to work there....."
"You won't, I promise, but I get that. They've been good to you and deserve proper notice. No need to burn any bridges behind you. Man, I am so excited," he said then he kissed me passionately.
"Wow, that was quite a kiss. Hey, I was wondering...when you're the boss and I'm working for you, can we still fraternize?"
"You won't be working for me, you'll be working with me. We'll be equals. Co-managers. And since we're the bosses, we can make the rules as we go."
"Sounds sweet. I can't wait to tell Cody and Bobbie. They'll be so excited. And when Cody gets older we can put him to work too," I said smiling. It can be a family business."
"Exactly, someday maybe Cody and Kyle can take it over...if they don't become doctors or lawyers or something."
"Fortunately that won't be for a while....and working in retail is good training for dealing with people."
"Yeah, you got that right. We'll be meeting with the accountant and the owner next week and if we can come to terms we should be able to take over in about a month. I'll know more then and we can start making plans."
"This is so exciting. I never thought I would have a chance like this and it's all because of you," I said hugging his neck, "Is there some way I can repay you sir?"
He pulled back and grinned, "Well, I can think of one way...."
A month later we had our grand opening and our sales were phenomenal. We'd launched the grand opening with a full page ad in the local paper and mail outs and even a few TV and radio spots and it paid off tremendously.
We had closed the store for two days to prepare for the re-opening and Kyle and Cody were right there with Mark and me and the crew working their little butts off. Both boys were as excited as we were and our hopes for them becoming part of our dream seemed to be solidifying.
Bobbie swung by after work that day and she was very impressed with what we'd done with the store as well as our sales. She laughed when she saw Cody running around with a red vest on and when he saw her he headed our way.
"Hi mom, look at me...I'm a Hardware guy now."
"You look sexy in that red vest," she teased.
"Mommm," he said in horror, "don't talk about my sexiness in front of the customers."
"Sorry...So, I assume things are going well," she said giving our son a little hug.
"We've already passed our projected sales for today. I think the fact that the store is under new management has pulled some old customers back and our advertising has pulled in lots of new ones. We have some red hot prices and lots of friendly, helpful employees on hand."
"I think it's wonderful what you two are doing. By the way, where's your other half?"
"He's in the cash office, he'll be out in a minute. We've taken in so much money he had to make up another deposit."
"So..I assume you are making more money than at Kmart," she chuckled.
"Yeah, but we're not going to bleed the company. We're taking a moderate salary so we can put most of the profits back into the company and grow sales as well as pay our employees a decent wage and provide opportunities for them to move up."
"Wow, you guys are really good at this. I'd just be trying to get rich," she teased.
"Well, we wouldn't be opposed to becoming rich, but right now what's important it growing the business."
"Well, I think it's great what you've done. I'm going to look around a little, can I borrow Cody to show me around?"
"Absolutely, son go show your mom our new store."
"Sure, come on mom. It's really cool, you're gonna love it."
I found Mark at checkouts and Kyle was with him. He'd made the deposit and was okaying a check for 300 plus dollars at the register. The customer was a contractor who said he loved the store and that he would be a regular customer from now on.
"Cody's out showing Bobbie around," I chuckled.
"Nice, he's really into this stuff, isn't he?"
"Like father, like son. He's very good with the customers too and he's picked up on so many things. He not only knows the layout of the store, but he can answer most of our customers' questions."
"I think we got a future employee there," he chuckled.
"Me too dad," Kyle chimed in, "but I don't understand all of it yet."
"You'll catch on," I said patting him on the back.
"I like the registers and the cash part," he said grinning.
"Awww..my little accountant," Mark teased, "maybe he can take care of the number crunching for us."
"Like father, like son," I repeated laughing.
Bobbie took us out for dinner to celebrate after we closed, but since we had to be back early in the morning we didn't stay out too late. We were so tired we didn't even feel like making love. Instead we jerked each other off in the shower and then fell into bed naked.
The next day was Saturday and sales were even better and the store busier and more hectic. Bobbie was off and had lunch with us in the employee lounge. Mark and I had lunch catered by a local sandwich shop and I introduced Bobbie to all the other employees as they came and went.
One of the new hires, a high school boy named Zeke caught her attention. He was 16, tall and muscular and very cute, but what really caught her attention was the way he carried himself.
Mark and I had noticed it too and that was one reason we had hired him. He was very mature and detail oriented and had caught on faster than any employee I had ever worked with anywhere. By the second day he was making suggestions and helping Mark and me organize things. He was self motivated and never seemed to slow down and Mark and I both agreed that if he hung around long enough he was definitely manager material.
When he first met Bobbie she was with Cody and when he found out she was Cody's mom he seemed to warm up to her very fast. At first I thought he was flirting with Bobbie then I realized it was Cody that Zeke was most interested in. I guess I should have picked up on it earlier when I observed him working with Cody and how happy he seemed when he was with him.
Now most dads might have been alarmed or downright pissed off to think that a 16 year old boy was taking interest in his 11 year old son, but not me. At any rate I didn't think it was so much sexual as it was maybe a boy crush. I mean if you were the slightest bit gay, how could you not crush on a boy as cute my son? Anyway there was no danger at work, I could keep an eye on them both and make sure nothing happened...right?
When Bobbie and I were alone she voiced her opinion, "Zeke is a cutie, but have you noticed how he seems to light up when he's around Cody?"
I laughed, "Do you think we noticed that because we're good parents, or because we're (whispered) gay?" I chuckled.
"Maybe a little of both. So you've notice it too?"
"Sure, but I don't think it's anything to worry about. I think it's just a boy crush. I don't think he's going to try anything sexual if that's what you're worried about."
"I'm not as worried about Zeke trying anything as I am Cody trying something," she confessed, "In case you haven't noticed our son is growing up fast and starting puberty and....he's pretty sure he likes boys and not girls."
"I knew he was...ummm...making wet," I chuckled, "and he's very proud of his two or three pubes, but I don't think he's that aggressive."
"So you don't know about Ricky then...or Paul?"
My mouth fell open, "I.....how did you...I mean, does he tell you stuff?"
She laughed, "No, but I'm not stupid. I do his laundry and I'm not deaf."
I relaxed a little, At least she was only guessing. "Well, you know how boys are....always experimenting," I said grinning.
"Yes, I know all too well, but I also know that little boys are a lot more sexual than society in general thinks. I have no doubt that if Cody set his sights on Zeke he could get him to do just about anything."
"I'll keep an eye on things. Anyway they only see each other at work, and after the grand opening Cody won't be here that much."
"Don't get me wrong, I'm not opposed to them...doing some experimenting, but I just don't know if Cody is ready for anything deeper than that."
"So they can't be boyfriends?" I teased, "I think you're overthinking things dear. I think it's simply a little boy crush and it will pass soon enough."
"Well, keep me in the loop okay?"
"Absolutely, we're in total agreement on this one."
Saturday night we did our own celebrating at home with the boys and even let them taste the champagne we'd been chilling just for the occasion. Cody liked it, but Kyle turned his nose up at it and quickly grabbed a soda to wash the taste out of his mouth.
We ordered pizza and watched a movie as the boys lounged around on us like cats. It was very cozy and it felt so good to be with my new family. I was tired and so was Mark, but it was a good tired. We'd worked hard, but we'd accomplished a lot and the future looked bright for us.
I finally got Mark down in the floor and gave him a righteous massage then convinced him to reciprocate. It felt so good I began to feel drowsy, so drowsy that I didn't even notice when Cody took over for Mark. I thought Mark's hands felt different, but it wasn't until Cody began using his feet that I knew what was going on.
"What are you doing?" I laughed, "Walking on me like some Geisha Girl?" I teased.
"Don't know what that is, but I aint a girl...maybe a Geisha boy. You like my feet on you dad?"
"Actually yeah, it feels pretty good. Walk up and down my back, go ahead put your weight on me..uh...yeah, that feels great. It's straightening out all the kinks," I sighed.
"I could have done that?" Mark teased, "Or broke your back trying."
"Yeah, it needs to be someone small with small feet, like Cody. You should let Kyle walk on your back, you'll love it."
"Son, wanna walk on dad's back?"
"Okay dad." Kyle giggled.
Mark stretched out beside me and we held hands as our sons walked up and down our back working out all the kinks for us. I had never felt as relaxed as I did that night.
Later I managed to get Cody aside and talk to him about Zeke. He didn't act defensive or deny his interest in Zeke, but he assured me that it was no big deal, that they were just good friends.
"I think Zeke is cool. We like a lot of the same music and he collects models too. He's gotta cool Mustang that him and his dad fixed up."
"Your mom was a little concerned, but I told her it was no big deal. I like Zeke too and I don't have a problem with you two being friends, but I don't want things to get too serious."
"Dad, we're not in love," Cody chuckled, "Oh...wait, you're talking about S.E.X. aren't you?" he said spelling it out comically.
I blushed, "Well, yeah...let's just be honest with each other here..okay? I know that look Zeke is giving you. I told your mom that it was nothing, but the truth is...I think he's interested in more than just being friends."
"Why would that be bad dad?"
Oh boy, how was I going to handle this one without sounding like a total hypocrite?
"Well, the age thing is the big thing. You're both at different levels as far as maturity goes and I'm not sure that would work out. I mean technically he's closer to being an adult than a boy and society in general thinks that sort of thing is....well, they don't approve of it."
"Wait, dad...they don't approve of gay people period. So why is this wrong but not what me and Ricky do, or what you and Mark do?"
God, he had me there.
"Okay, let's look at it from another angle. Let's say you and Zeke did something...um..sexual. Zeke could be in big trouble if anyone found out."
"Would I be in big trouble too?"
"No, see that's the thing, the younger person is always considered to be the victim and they're not in trouble, but they get treated differently after it happens."
Cody sighed, "I'm confused, but I guess I sort of understand. Any way I'm not looking to do sex stuff with Zeke, I just like him..okay?"
"Sure, no problem, but it might be better if you don't see him outside the store unless I'm around."
"Sure, that's cool. We'll probably just mostly talk at work or on the phone."
Mark wandered in and saw we were talking and started to back out, "Sorry."
"No, come on in. I was just talking to Cody about Zeke."
Mark nodded, we'd talked about this and we in perfect agreement. "Well, for what it's worth, I don't think it's a big deal. When I was your age I palled around with my neighbor and he was 15. He was a cool guy and he taught me to be cool," Mark said grinning.
"What happened?" I teased, "Did the coolness wear off?"
"Funny, very funny. What happened was he taught me to smoke and I got caught and my dad grounded me for three weeks."
"Ouch, remind me to thank your dad. I can't stand tobacco of any kind."
"Oh, it didn't stop me...then. I actually quit when I got married. I got to thinking about how it would affect my family and that was enough to convince me to quit. And then Kyle came along and I knew I'd made the right decision."
"Anyway, back to the situation at hand. We've agreed that for now Cody only see Zeke at work or talk to him on the phone."
Mark nodded, "Sounds fair. Are you okay with that Cody?"
"Sure, it's like you said..it's no big deal."
Later Mark and I snugged on the couch while the boys showered and when they were done they came in dressed in their undies and piled down in the floor at our feet. We watched TV till ten the Mark and I left the boys to their own devices and went in to take a shower.
Our Sunday hours were 12-6 so we didn't have to go in till 11 and with any kind of luck we'd be off by 6:30. It had been a tiring two days, and we had one more day to go and hopefully things would ease up a bit come Monday.
In the shower we washed each other and made out a little but we were saving our love making for the bedroom. We had two days of pent up energy to expend, and we were looking forward to it.
When we were clean and dry we headed to the bedroom, but a knock on the door sent us scrambling to cover up our erections. It was the boys wanting to say goodnight and I could tell they were amused by our condition of arousal.
"Soooo...what are you two up to?" Cody giggled.
"We were about to play some some cards," I teased.
"Oh, strip poker? No wait, you're already naked beneath those pillows aren't you?"
"Maybe. Is there some reason you are delaying our game?"
"Oh dad...you're so funny. The only game you guys are gonna be playing is the hot dog game," he said nudging Kyle who was grinning, but red faced.
"Goodnight boys," Mark said sternly. He was better at being tough than I was and the boys caved quickly.
"Goodnight," Cody sighed, "See ya in the morning," he said hugging me then giving Mark a quick hug as well.
Kyle hugged us then the two split leaving us to start all over again. It didn't take long to get back in the mood and our waning erections were back with fury. We locked the door this time and we were as giddy as school girls as we piled into bed and began making out.
I'm not going to go into detail, but let's just say we did pretty much everything two males can do with each other and some of it twice. We passed out sometime around 2 am with Mark still inside me as we spooned and I awoke to his morning wood poking my behind. That led to another session but we did manage to get breakfast and make it to work on time.
The last day of our grand opening was mild compared to the first two, but still well over projected sales. Mark and I spend most of the day in the office going over sales figures, deposits and planning the next week. Monday we would spend most of the day ordering to refill the shelves, restocking, and merchandising, but that part would be a breeze compared to what we'd gone through so far.
Zeke met us at the door, an hour early for work and he and the boys headed to the employee lounge to eat donuts and wait for the store to open. As Mark and I got the tills ready for the registers we talked a little about Zeke and Cody's new found friendship.
"Think they'll be okay back there alone?" I teased.
"Kyle will chaperon them," Mark chuckled, "Fortunately he's pretty naive about such things."
"Don't be too sure. He spends so much time with my little sex fiend he may start picking up on things fast."
"I suppose. So there's not much they could do here..unless they slip off to the bathroom," Mark said grinning, "Would it be so bad if they did do some show and tell or mutual touching?"
I frowned, "Want the text book answer or my opinion?"
"Fuck the text book. If we went by it we'd both be with chicks right now."
"Okay, truth is...I don't think it would be a big deal unless us or some other adult made it one. As long as Zeke doesn't force himself on Cody, or try to..well..you know....have anal with him, I don't think it's anything to stress over."
"Bingo, I agree. Hey, while we're on the subject...do you think Cody and Kyle had done anything sexual?"
"Well...don't get mad for keeping this from you...but Cody pretty much tells me everything he does. He's not inhibited at all about it and he knows I won't freak...."
"So, is that a yes?"
"Nothing serious. Some mutual jerking, that sort of thing."
Mark nodded, "I thought as much, but I am a little hurt that you thought you couldn't tell me."
"It's not that I worried about your reaction, it's just that I didn't want to breach Cody's trust unless I thought it was important."
"Okay, I forgive you," he said smiling.
"I'll make it up to you...later, maybe while the boys run the store...he he."
"You've got a dirty mind, and I love your mind," he said grinning.
We had a short line waiting for the store to open and as soon as we had our two cashiers in place we opened the doors. Mark and I greeted each one as they entered then hit the floor to assist them. Zeke and the boys were wandering around helping as well and we had another couple of associates coming in at one.
I was proud of the boys for their hard work and I suggested to Mark that we do something special for them as soon as things slowed down. We could buy them gifts, but we decided that taking them somewhere to have fun would be a better idea.
I had Pizza brought in for lunch and made sure everyone got a thirty minute lunch to enjoy it. At one when the other two employees came in Mark and I retired to the office and did some paper work (code for sex...he he). Seriously I gave Mark a beejay while he sat in an office chair then he gave me one while I straddled him. It was naughty and dangerous and so intense that we decided we'd make it a regular thing.
At five everyone took their aisle and did recovery and by six we had the store pretty much put back together. We closed the door and pulled the tills and did the paperwork and we were out of the store just before 6:30.
Since the boys had school the next day we ran them home to their moms and went out for dinner before heading home. We took a shower and sat around on the couch till time for bed, but we didn't have sex that night. We were still sated from earlier and so tired we could barely keep our eyes open.
A couple of weeks passed and thing leveled out. We had our crew in place and trained and we seldom worked past 4:30 or 5:00 though we were working six day to start. Later we'd stagger our days off and go to five day week, but that was still a ways off.
It's sad to say that Cody and I didn't get to spend as much time together those first few weeks, but he usually spent the weekend as did Kyle. He and Zeke continued to talk on the phone, but as far as I knew they hadn't seen each other since that Sunday of the grand opening.
Then one Friday I got quite a surprise when Cody showed up at my door with Zeke right behind him.
"Hi dad. Mom said Zeke could bring me since she was running late. Is it okay if Zeke stays for a while?" He said giving me those puppy dog eyes that melt my heart.
"Well, sure. How are you Zeke?"
"Fine sir," he said sounding nervous.
"Sir? At work it's Rob, why is it sir now?" I chuckled.
"Uh, well...sorry Rob, he he."
"Can I have a hug buddy, or are you too grown up for that?"
"Oh dad, I'll never be too grown up for that," my boy said hugging me tightly, "What time is uncle Mark gonna be home?" He'd started calling Mark uncle Mark and we both thought it was cute.
"Around 6:30 and he's bringing Chinese. Can you stay for dinner Zeke?"
"Uh, sure. If it's okay."
"Great, I'll call him and tell him to bring enough for one more..or in your case two more," I chuckled. Like most teenagers Zeke could put the food away.
"I'm gonna show Zeke my room dad. Call us when dinner is here, okay"
"Okay, be good," I teased, but Cody just grinned and I swear Zeke's face turned red.
I know, I know, I probably should have said something like, "Keep the door open", or some such shit, but damn it, if it was going to happen nothing I could say or do would stop it. And besides I didn't want them to think I didn't trust them, even if I didn't.
I returned my attention to my paperwork and I heard them laughing so I figured things were okay. A few minutes later it got quiet and I paused in the middle of my paperwork and strained my ears in an attempt to hear any tell tale sounds of what they were up to, but it was quite as a tomb.
I know it was wrong, but I sat there imagining what might be going on down the hall and was suddenly aware that my cock was straining at my fly. I figure it would start with "you show me yours, I'll show you mine," then one of them would ask permission to touch and the other would insist they touch too and then who knew where it might lead? I knew Cody had given head to both Paul and Ricky, because he had told me as much, well bragged is more like it, and I had no doubt he would gladly show Zeke his oral skills. Or it might be Zeke who made the first move, dropping to his knees and taking my son's uncut cock in his mouth and loving it.
God I was so hard. I reached down and rubbed my cock through my jeans and moaned and that's when I realized I was not alone.
"Uh, dad, can we have a soda?" Cody asked as he and Zeke stood there staring at me.
"What? Oh, sure..help yourself," I said red-faced as I jerked my hand away from my crotch.
"Okay, thanks," he said grabbing two cans of MtDew, "Okay, you can go back to whatever you were doing," he giggled.
Busted! The kid damn well knew what I was doing, but did Zeke? If not I was sure Cody would fill him in. Damn, this was not good. In a way I'd just given them permission to do....whatever, because I was perving on them being in there alone.
"Oh baby....harder!" I heard Cody yell, then they both giggled.
Damn, I knew I'd been set up, but what could I do? I ignored them and went back to my paperwork and pretty soon Mark showed up with three bags of fragrant Chinese food. I didn't even have to call the boys, I guess they either heard Mark come in or smelled the food, because they came out sniffing like two blood hounds.
Mark gave me a questioning look and I shrugged, but it was Cody who explained the whole thing to him. Mark didn't seem upset or concerned and I relaxed a little. We ate in the dining room and chatted and Zeke seemed to be quite comfortable with us. Of course we knew him from work, but at work he was our employee, and now he was our guest.
"So, Zeke..how's school?" I chuckled, "Just kidding, I know kids hate that question."
"Well, actually I love school and I don't mind talking about it."
"Weirdo," I teased, "no kid likes school."
"I do," Cody said noisily slurping up some Lomein Noodles, "all my friends are there."
"Ah, good answer. Speaking of your friends, how are Paul and Ricky doing? I haven't seen them since ball season was over."
"Good, Ricky slept over last Friday night and we had fun," he said grinning.
I bet, I thought. I was sure I'd hear all the details next time we were alone.
"So how was bizz today?" I asked Mark.
"Great, we beat projected sales by 15%. Bad news though, Marge quit."
"She got a full time job at some dress shop downtown. She said she hated to leave, but the hours fit her kids schedule better, plus it's full time."
"Well, we sort of over-hired for opening, so we expected to lose a few."
"You're not gonna get rid of me, are you?" Zeke asked looking worried.
"No way, you're our super star buddy," I said grinning, "You've got a job as long as you want it."
"Yeah, you're our most dedicated employee," Mark added, "don't you worry, we'll take care of you."
"Thanks, I appreciate that," he said blushing.
"Sooo..." Cody said looking bored, "are you done eating yet?"
"Yeah, I'm full," Zeke said patting his flat tummy.
"Okay, come on then, let's go back to my room," Cody said scooting his chair back and hovering over the table. He grabbed a fortune cookie and broke it open, "Hmm...it says..Happiness is in your future, ha ha....that's true."
What kind of happiness? I wondered, Sexual?
When they were back in Cody's room with the door closed I turned to Mark and shrugged, "What do you think? Are we crazy to let them be alone back there?"
"Naw, like I said....I don't think it's a big deal. So what if they mess around a little? It's part of growing up. I did it, I bet you did it too and the fact that Cody has two cool gay guys in his life probably makes it more interesting for him."
"Not to mention safer," I sighed, "Oh well, I guess unless we hear screaming it's mutual," I chuckled.
"Yeah, if we hear Zeke screaming we'll go check on them," he laughed.
"Yeah, that's probably the way it would be knowing my son like I do."
We cleaned up the mess and Mark went off to take a shower leaving me to watch TV. A short time later he returned toweling his hair and dressed only in gym shorts.
"Mmmm...you look good enough to eat," I said grinning.
"Well, I am highly edible and always eager to be your snack, but maybe we better wait till later when we're alone behind closed doors."
"Oh yeah, I forgot. Say, did you hear any panting or moaning as you passed their door?" I teased.
"Yeah, and some "oh baby, oh baby" and some "deeper, harder, faster," he teased.
"Wow, I wonder who was on top," I chuckled, "or if they're switch hitters."
"Probably just doing a little looking, maybe a little touching for their first time. I doubt they're going to do much more than that..this time."
"Who says this is their first time. I've saw them go to the employee bathroom together a few times at work."
"Yeah, but I'm sure they were too nervous to do more than look those times."
"Dunno, Cody isn't shy and you know Zeke is mondo horny being a teen and all."
"Well, we could go listen at the door," he teased.
"Don't temp me," I said rubbing my erection.
Mark's eyes darted to my crotch and he grinned lewdly, "This is really turning you on, isn't it?"
I blushed bright red and started to deny it but he moved closer and sat down beside me and grabbed my cock through my pants and squeezed it.
"God, I thought it was only me," he panted as he grabbed my hand and placed it on his erection.
I drew back and stared into his eyes and smiled, "We're a couple of perverts, aren't we?"
He shrugged, "Who get to decide what's perverted and what's not? I prefer to think that I'm just a very sensual person."
"God I am so horny, let's go to the bedroom," I panted as I nuzzled his neck.
"Why not do it right here?" he moaned.
"What about the boys?" I protested weakly, but he already had my pants undone and was fishing out my cock.
"If they catch us, they catch us. They know we do this stuff...."
"Uhhhh...too late to worry about it now," I said tugging at his shorts.
Soon we were naked and making out on the couch as our cocks leaked profusely and bumped together driving us crazy. Soon Mark slid to his knees and took my cock into his hungry mouth and began working my foreskin with his lips and tongue.
"Oh shit, that feels good," I moaned, "you love that cock don't you baby?"
He moaned his approval around my cock and that felt good too. I slid down a little and thrust my hips up to force more of my cock into his mouth and he reached down and grabbed my balls and squeezed them gently.
"I'm close," I whispered as I grabbed his head.
He pulled up and began licking my balls and taint then and I raised my legs to give him better access. I guess it was about then that Zeke and Cody slipped quietly into the hall and started watching, but of course I didn't know that till later.
When I had cooled down a little Mark went back to my cock and this time I let him finish what he had started. I cried out as I thrust up and began filling his mouth with my hot thick spunk and he gobbled it all down greedily.
"Mmmm...so good....you taste..so...good," he moaned as he licked up the last of it.
"Your turn," I said pulling him up and kissing him deeply tasting my own cum on his lips and tongue, "mmmmm....tasty. Now swap me places."
I was between his legs in a heartbeat and slobbering up his cock like a madman when I heard a soft giggle, but even then I didn't realize what was going on. I guess I was just too much into sucking Mark's cock to care about anything else, but later Mark told he knew we were being watched and that only made the whole thing hotter.
As Mark had done when he got close I backed off and worked on his nuts and taint and even managed to get at his hole. He raised his legs higher and I buried my face in his ass and moaned loudly as I buried my tongue in his tasty ass.
He was moaning loudly too and I vaguely remember thinking we should keep the noise down, but only for a second before I went back to work on his ass. I finally went back to his cock, thinking we should get this done before the boys came caught us, but of course it was way too late to worry about that.
I attacked his cock with fury then and didn't let up till he was bucking and moaning and filling my mouth with his delicious man jizz. There was a lot of it and it was thick and tasty and I gobbled it down like it was ice cream. When his balls were empty and his cock became too sensitive to touch he pulled me up and kissed me and I shared his tasty cum with him.
"So...good...so delicious," I said sighing, "but we'd better get dressed before we get caught."
"Too late," he muttered and cocked his head toward the boys who were standing there pawing their cocks through their pants.
I let out a frightened squeak and grabbed my undies and fell down trying to put them on. When I had them on I grabbed my pants, but by then Cody and Zeke had returned to the bedroom.
"Did you know they were there the whole time?" I asked in horror.
"Not the whole time, but most of the time. I..hate to admit it but...it was a huge turn on to know we were being watched."
"Oh God, what is Zeke tells his parents what he saw?" I moaned.
"Think about it. Would you have told your mom about something like that, especially if it was something you liked watching?"
"I...guess not. Well, I guess we were in our own home and he was sort of sneaking around...."
"Yeah, peeping Toms," Mark giggled.
"How will I ever be able to face Zeke again? He's seen his bosses naked and going at it like....like animals."
"Do animals suck cock?" Mark teased.
"You know what I mean...."
"Well, since he's probably as embarrassed as we are, I don't suppose the subject will ever come up, so suggest we just play it cool."
"Get dressed for Heaven's sake, they might come back out at any minute."
"For another peek?" Mark chuckled, "Okay, okay...hand me my shorts."
We got dressed and sat down on the couch a few feet apart this time and I stewed about what had happened while Mark flipped through the channels. Eventually the boys wandered in looking sheepish and a little red-faced.
"Zeke has to go home now," Cody explained.
"Oh, well...I'll uh see you at work tomorrow," I stuttered, "thanks for bringing Cody."
"No problem Rob. See ya Mark...bye Cody," he said leaving rather quickly.
Cody came over and sat down between us and looked over at me and grinned, "Sorry dad, we were just coming to get a soda....."
"You could have gone back instead of staying for the show," I huffed.
"I..I know, but we couldn't move. We...we just got caught up in the whole thing. It was awesome...I've never seen anything like that in my whole life," he said sounding excited.
"And once you see it, you can't unsee it," I sighed, "What did Zeke uh...say, was he upset?"
"Heck no, he thought it was awesome. He was soooo horny after we watched you two guys, but he was afraid to do anything cause he was afraid you'd be mad and come looking for us."
"I don't know what to say..."
"Uncle Mark? Are you mad?"
"No, of course not. I would have probably done the same thing when I was your age...if I'd be confronted with a situation like this."
"Are you mad dad?"
"No, not mad...just worried that Zeke might get the wrong idea and mention this to the wrong person..."
"Relax dad, Zeke aint gonna tell anyone. He's gay too...in case you haven't figured it out," he chuckled.
"Is the whole world gay?" I sighed, "or do we just draw all the gay ones in?"
"I thought you'd be happy," Cody said frowning, "that way he understands us, and he can feel more comfortable around us."
"I'm glad he feels comfortable around us, but he's only 16 and shouldn't be seeing what he just saw."
"What about me, I'm only11?"
"Well, that's a whole other story. I mean you know that Mark and I...well, that we're intimate, but until now we've kept it behind closed doors. We knew we were taking a risk, but we just got caught up in the moment...."
"It's okay, it's your house. You should be able to do stuff anywhere you want, any time you want."
"When we're alone maybe, but not when we have company...No, we were wrong and I apologize for us both. I just hope we haven't warped you two boys in some way," I sighed.
Cody laughed, "Warped us? Oh dad, good one...warped us. Dad we liked it. It...it made us feel good about how we feel. We could see that you and uncle Mark love each other and that it's okay to do that stuff and make each other feel good."
I smiled. Leave it to my son to find the ray of sunshine beneath the dark clouds.
"Mark and I do love each other very much, and sex is an expression of that love, but it's only a small part of it. I hope someday you find that kind of love, then you'll know what I mean."
"Gosh, I'm too young to fall in love," Cody sighed, "but the sex part is fun," he added grinning.
I rolled my eyes, "Yeah, I suppose that's true."
"So...we're cool, right dad..uncle Mark?"
I hugged him and kissed his hair, "We were always cool buddy. You didn't do anything wrong, we did...but, hopefully it will all work out okay."
"It will, don't worry. Well...I'm gonna go take a shower. Then can we watch a movie?"
"Sure buddy, I'll make some popcorn..how's that sound?"
Cody went to work with us the next day and Zeke came in at 11. He avoided us at first, but soon he got caught up in his job and forgot his discomfort. I noticed him staring at a good looking guy that was looking at power tools and I wondered if he liked older guys or if he just appreciated a nice looking guy of any age.
I nudged Mark and he smiled, "That's George. He's a contractor and hot as the fourth of July..and I have it on good authority that he's one of us."
"No wonder Zeke is staring him down, probably picking up on his gay vibes."
"Zeke better watch it, I hear George likes em young."
"Or the other way around, George may be the one in danger," I chuckled.
"I guess Zeke got over his fear, he's been talking to me as if he didn't see me naked last night," Mark chuckled.
"Yeah, well...I'm surprised he's not hitting on you after seeing your gorgeous body."
"Or you...or us both," he teased, "two men in the prime of their lives..and so hot," he said winking.
"Shut up or we'll be needing to take a trip to the cash office," I joked.
"Yeah, well...plenty of privacy there..no prying eyes. Ah, but then that makes it more exciting, doesn't it?"
"You really got off on being watched...didn't you?"
He shrugged, "Call me weird, but yeah...I did."
"Well, actually it reminds me of that night Cody and I watched each other jerk off."
"Yeah, I bet that was hot."
"Perv," I teased, "I gotta go stock the fans, they're selling like crazy. I'll see you at break, okay?"
He nodded and went back to what he was doing and I headed to the stockroom to grab more fans. Zeke wandered in and helped me load them on a flat cart then followed me to the floor.
As we were stacking them on the flat he looked as if he had something on his mind, and I was pretty sure I knew what. Finally I decided to talk about the elephant in the room.
"Hey, about last night," I said as he blushed bright red, "I'm sorry about what happened. We sort of got carried away and I guess we forgot that we had company. I hope we didn't frighten you or gross you out," I chuckled.
"No...no way. It was...uh, cool. I'm sorry for spying on you guys, but I just couldn't stop looking. Cody said you'd be cool about it, but I was really worried."
"Well, you didn't do anything wrong...so relax. I thought it was better to get it out in the open since we all have to work together. We're cool, if you are."
"Uh yeah, very cool," he said grinning.
A customer interrupted us to ask a question and we finished stacking the fans in silence then Zeke followed me to the stockroom where I parked the flat cart. He looked nervous then he finally seemed to steal himself for what he was about to say and he began speaking in a low even tone.
"Uh, just so you know...I..I'm uh, gay too and I think it's cool that you and Mark are..well..in love. I hope I find someone someday to love like that, but for now...I'm not really ready for anything like that."
"Well, your secret is safe with us, and if you ever have any questions or need advice, we're here for you," I said patting his back, "but I am a bit concerned about you and Cody."
"Oh..uh, why's that?" he stammered.
"Well, don't get me wrong. I know Cody is very curious and pretty aggressive for a boy his age, but I'd hate to see him get in over his head."
"We..uh, we haven't done anything....ummm...uh not very much anyway...just touching...and stuff," he said nervously, "but if you want me to, I'll stop seeing him," he added sounding upset.
"No, I don't have a problem with you two being friends and neither does Cody's mom, but we just want to make sure neither of you gets their feelings hurt or that things get too serious. Do you understand what I mean or do I have to explain further?"
He nodded, "I get it, and you don't have to worry. I haven't done much, and I'm not gonna do anything....uh, that would be too...ummm. Oh God this is so hard to talk about."
"Tell you what, why don't we put this conversation on hold till we have more time and some privacy?"
"Okay," he said looking relieved, "I should go back to the floor and see if anyone needs help...."
"Yeah, good idea. Well, I'm gonna see what else needs to get stocked, see ya later."
When Zeke was gone I loaded up my cart with a few things I knew would go out and went back to the sales floor. I saw Zeke helping George and I smiled, I wondered if I could've smelled the pheromones coming off of them if I walked over there, but I left them alone and finished my stocking.
Mark found me as I was parking the flat cart and drug me off to the break room for a soda and a candy bar. We sat on the couch and talked but since we weren't alone our conversation was mostly about work.
Sales were still strong and payroll wasn't a problem so far, so unless someone else quit, we wouldn't have the unpleasant task of letting anyone go. We took a little longer than 15 minutes then Mark got called to checkouts and I went looking for Tommy, the other boy on the sales floor.
Tommy was 19 and went to trade school by day and worked for us weekends and evenings. He was a nice guy, but sort of plain looking and straight as far as I knew. He talked about his girlfriend and their plans to get married when he finished school and got a good job, but so far we hadn't met her.
I found him straightening the lock aisle and he looked up and smiled, "Hi Rob, what's up?"
"Why don't you go take your lunch, and when you get back I'll send Zeke on break."
"Okay, sounds good. Hey, I'm gonna go to McDonalds, want anything?"
"Naw, I think I'll pass. Enjoy your lunch."
Zeke and George whizzed by a few minutes later on the way to the fastener aisle and I watched then with interest. George was certainly a hottie and if he liked young guys then Zeke was probably getting his full attention. I just hoped Zeke wasn't in over his head.
When Tommy got back I sent Zeke on break and he reluctantly headed toward the break room. Cody, who had been hanging around with Mark most of the day, mysteriously appeared a few minutes later and headed that way as well.
I found Mark and we went into the cash office where we could talk in private, but we didn't do anything physical.
"So...Zeke and George seemed to be chummy," Mark said grinning.
"Yeah, very.....did George buy anything?"
"Oh yeah, a basket full of stuff and said he'd be back next weekend. I guess because he knows Zeke works weekends."
"Well, it's good for sales anyway." I told him about my aborted talk with Zeke and he nodded.
"Sounds like I was right. They're not fucking yet," he joked.
"And better not be soon either," I said stubbornly, "Cody is too young to get dicked and I don't want him getting that intimate with anyone at his age."
"Like you could stop him if you tried," Mark chuckled, "When I finally decided to lose my virginity I made my plans and didn't back down. It hurt like hell, but that 17 year old who got my cherry was very happy that day."
"Please, don't tell this story to Cody. He doesn't need any ideas put in his head," I warned.
"Don't worry pa, I'll leave the sex talks to you. Hey, you can even handle my talks with Kyle if you want."
"Oh no, that's your job. It's a father's greatest gift to their son, the gift of knowledge," I joked.
"Yeah, I guess. Well anyway so far his questions have been pretty tame. But I'm sure Cody has already answered most of his questions."
"No doubt. I'm gonna go pee then I'm gonna go help the guys on the floor."
"Okay, if I can't convince you to stay and have wild monkey sex," he teased.
"Maybe after we close, when it's just us two," I said kissing him playfully.
"That's no fun, it's not nearly as dangerous."
"Okay, maybe we could do it on the checkstand then while cars pass by in the parking lot."
"Well, that's an idea....he he."
The rest of the day passed quickly and at 5 Mark and I took off and left our front end manager to close. Beth was a working mother of two and had proved to be very dedicated and very reliable.
Cody ran over to tell Zeke goodbye then he joined us in the car and we drove over to pick up Kyle. He was packed and waiting anxiously for us and when he climbed in the car he was bubbling over with excitement.
"Hi dad, hi Rob, hi Cody, what are we gonna do tonight?"
"Well, first we're going to go home and shower and change, then we'll figure the rest out. Do you boys want to eat out or get pizza and stay in?"
"Can we go to Pizza World?"
"And the arcade?"
"Fine with me," I said elbowing Mark. After all it was where we met, "Pizza World will always have a special place in my heart."
"Well, the bathroom anyway," Mark joked.
"Yeah, that's where they met," Cody giggled and Kyle blushed but he was grinning too.
We showered and changed and headed to Pizza World and just managed to beat most of the crowd. The boys had pizza but Mark and I had Lasagna and a salad. There was pizza left over so we got a doggie bag for it before heading to the arcade.
Mark and I sat on the same bench we had shared that first night and watched the boys as we talked about how much our lives had changed since we met.
"Are you as happy as I am?" Mark sighed.
"I think I'm happier, because I found two loves, Cody and you," I said leaning into him a little.
"Yeah, I can see that. Cody is a great kid and too cute for his own good," he chuckled.
"Hands off," I teased.
"He's safe from me, but if he keeps up what he's doing someone is gonna go after him like a bee after a flower."
"Yeah, I know, but I don't know what to do about it. His sex drive is more like a teenager's, and he's an aggressive little fart. I think he came on to Zeke first and not the other way around."
"He just knows what he likes and he isn't shy about going after it. It could be dangerous if he attracted the wrong kind of guy, but we're here to watch over him so I think he'll be okay."
"I know. I've talked to Bobbie about it and she agrees that he needs watching, but she doesn't seem to think it's as big a problem as I do."
"Well, it will all work out. Maybe Cody will find a boyfiend at school and settle down some," he chuckled.
"We can only hope. Well, here come the boys now. Probably ran out of tokens."
"Look what I won dad," Cody said holding up a stuffed animal about the size of my fist, "I traded the tickets I won playing skee ball for it."
"Nice, are you boys ready to go?"
"Yeah, can we watch a movie when we get home?"
"Sure, you can stay up as long as you like. Mark and I are taking tomorrow off so we can all sleep late."
At home the boys took a shower and got dressed for bed and we all piled down on the couch to watch the movie. Cody was snuggled into my side and Kyle into Mark's and of course Mark and I were snuggled up as well. It was very cozy and soon I started getting a little drowsy and I rested my head on Mark's shoulder.
"You ready for bed baby?" Mark cooed.
"Uh huh, when you are. Will you boys be okay if Mark and I go on to bed?"
"Sure, we'll be fine. We'll watch all your dirty movies after you go to sleep," Cody teased.
"Good luck finding something that doesn't exist," I said hugging him and kissing the top of his head, "you boys enjoy yourselves, but don't eat too much junk."
Mark and I made a stop at the bathroom to pee and brush our teeth then fell into bed and snuggled up. I wasn't nearly as tired now as I had been and I began to feel a little frisky and when I started kissing Mark he responded quickly. We started out slow but eventually we were making out like love starved teenagers. We made love slowly and both came once then fell asleep with me spooned against Mark's sexy rear.
We took the boys to the Monster Truck Show at the fairgrounds on Sunday and they had a blast, but it was Mark who really got into seeing those huge noisy truck jumping and crushing cars and I learned something new about my man that day.
Afterwards we stopped at the grocery store and did a little shopping and I cooked dinner for us. It was nothing fancy, just fried chicken, mashed potatoes and gravy, and peas, but we all enjoyed it and ate till we were stuffed.
Weeks passed, the store continued to do well and as our employees became more proficient at their jobs Mark and I were able to take more time off and spend more time with the boys. We usually took Sundays off, since it was a short day and Beth liked working that day, and occasionally we'd take Saturday too and have the boys the whole weekend.
We never thought it was inconvenient or that it cut into our alone time, they were our boys and we were happy to have them around. Cody and Zeke had cooled it a little since Cody wasn't hanging around the store as much, but he continued to see Ricky and Paul usually having them over when he was at home with Bobbie.
Cody was growing up fast and was always eager to keep me informed of anything new that happened in his life and I was always glad to listen. One evening he plopped down beside me on the couch and announced that he was coming now, and a lot, and he had lots more hair down there now.
I almost laughed, but I knew he was proud of his achievements and I made a big deal of it. But when he suddenly jumped up and jerked down his shorts and undies to show me his new hair I did laugh.
"Whoa, I know you're proud but....oh, yeah....you do have a lot of hair. Are you sure you're only 11?" I teased.
"11 and a half," He reminded me, "looks good..don't it? You should see me come dad...I shoot a lot and it goes real far."
"Are you using the cock sock or the towel?"
"Cock sock dad, it's the easiest and I wash them myself so mom won't know."
I chucked, Bobbie already knew, after all she washed his sheets, but I wasn't going to burst his bubble. "Well, it's just between us guys then."
"Yeah, Kyle is soooo jealous, but I told the kid..just be patient. It will happen when you get my age."
I was grinning at his choice of words. He was such a funny kid. "Well, why don't you stow the goods now that I've seen the brush?" I chuckled.
"Oh yeah, okay," he said pulling up his shorts and plopping back down next to me, "Kyle might be gay too you know," he said simply.
"Well, he's a little young to be worrying about that, but if he is that's cool. He's a sweet kid and we love him no matter what."
"He's sort of like your second son...isn't he?"
"Yeah, in a way....but I don't think he's quite ready to accept me as his second dad."
"Naw, he likes you a lot dad, he says you're cool and he's glad you and Mark are together."
"Well, I'm glad too. Mark has changed my whole life, you and Mark are my world right now."
"What's it like dad....to have someone to love like that?"
"It's the most wonderful feeling in the whole world. It's like...you suddenly wake up and realize that there's more to life than just yourself and that you actually care for someone more than you care about your own self. It was a lot like that with you, but the love is different."
"Because of the sex?" he giggled.
"That and the level of intimacy. The sex is wonderful, don't get me wrong, but there's so much more. Like when we just snuggle on the couch, or hold hands, or just do regular stuff together and have a great time. It's amazing...and I hope you find that kind of love someday."
"I will, but I'm not ready for that yet. I just wanna be a kid and have some sex once in a while," he said grinning.
"Just take it slow tiger, don't get in over your head."
"Like what dad, do it in the butt?" he cackled, "No way is anyone poking my butt with their wiener."
"Good to hear, that eases my mind some."
"But I might poke theirs," he added giggling.
I sighed, "If I told you that was serious stuff and you should wait till you're older for that would it make any difference?"
He shrugged, "Dunno, if it happens, it happens. A guy never knows when someone might come along offering free trips down the Hershey Highway," he laughed. I could tell he was putting me on, but I pretended he was serious.
"And have you given any thought to safe sex. That kind of sex can lead to disease, even AIDS."
He looked horrified, "Dad, I'm only teasing, but uh.....sucking is okay...right?"
"Well, it's less risky, especially since hopefully most of your partners are virgins like you were....once," I chuckled.
"So I should stick to kids my age cause they haven't been messing around with other guys?"
"Well, yeah....but there can still be risks. I would suggest bathing before doing anything, I mean some boys aren't really that hygienic...so scrubbing down there is probably a good idea."
"Oh no worries there. I aint sucking a penis that smells like pee," he giggled.
"I wonder how many gay dads have this kind of talk with their sons?" I sighed, "Probably none, but I'm glad we can be open with each other. I think that will make it easier on both of us down the road."
Mark and Kyle arrived about then and we put our conversation on hold and spent the rest of the evening watching movies and consuming junk food. Mark and I went to bed first as usual leaving the boys to their own devices and we made love slowly and quietly and when we were sated we engaged in some pillow talk.
I told him about Cody's latest accomplishment and he chuckled, "Yeah, I remember when I got my hair, but I was a little older than Cody, almost 13 as I recall. I knew what was happening, but it was still kind of scary when it finally happened. I remember my first wet cum, I thought I had broke my dick," he laughed.
"Bet it didn't stop you from doing it again, did it?"
"Nope, in fact as I recall I did it again a few minutes later....just to make sure you know," he said grinning.
"Ah to be young again and experience it all over again. At least I know he's not fucking and that he doesn't plan on it any time soon."
"He's too young for that anyway. Maybe in a year or two," he said softly as his eyes drifted closed, "anyway I'm glad Kyle isn't asking questions like that yet."
"Give him time, but keep in mind that Cody is probably passing information along to him, or....and here's something you might consider, showing him fist hand."
"What?" he said as his eyes flew open, "You don't think....."
"Okay, lets see....they sleep in the same bed when they're over here, Cody is sexually active, and Kyle is no doubt curious, and...they both have a gay dad that they know is cool with that sort of thing...so...yeah, I'd almost bet on it."
"Yeah, I guess....but I'm not sure I'm ready for my little boy to...to become sexually active."
"Doesn't matter whether we're ready or not, if boys wants to play, they will play. The only way to stop them would be to separate them permanently and that's not going to happen."
"Well, I guess if he had to learn it from someone, I'd rather it be a stud like Cody," he chuckled.
"Yeah, like father like son," I grinned, "Speaking of being a stud, all this sex talk has got little Rob all stiff again," I said grinding my erection into Mark's hip.
He groaned, but didn't resist and before long he was just as hard as I was. I grabbed his cock and gave it a couple of strokes and he was all mine. We 69'd for a while then he let me plant my cock in his hot wet ass once more. He was still full from before and I used my own cum for lube. When I came the second time I stayed in him a long time before going soft and slipping out of his slick hole. He excused himself to the bathroom and got rid of the two loads then washed up and came back to bed.
"You want me to suck you off?"
"Naw, I'm beat, having you make love to me was wonderful and all I need for now."
The next day we took the boys shopping at the mall and they bought kites and afterwards we went to the park to fly them. I hadn't flown a kite since I was a teenager and I got as caught up in it as the boys did. Mark just laid on the blanket watching us and when the boys had them airborne I fell down beside him.
"This is so nice," he cooed, "it's like we're a family....us, the boys."
"We are," I said taking his hand despite the fact that there were dozens of people around, "sometimes I wish....you know, that the boys lived with us all the time."
"Yeah, I've thought about what that would be like too, but unless we off the moms it's not likely to happen," he teased.
"You're awful," I said shoving him playfully. I guess this is good for the boys though, they have their moms and their dads even if not at the same time."
"Well, they seem to be doing okay, so I guess we should just be grateful for what time we have with them. Anyway with work and all it's a nice balance to have them on the weekends."
"We should do something special with them next weekend. Surprise them with something really big."
"Yeah, but what?"
"I don't know, I'll give it some thought."
Our business continued to thrive and we were able to give all the employees a small incentive raise, and give ourselves a decent raise as well. With the extra money in my paycheck I decided to do something special for my man.
I booked a reservation at a nice Italian restaurant, bought a good bottle of bubbly and put it in the fridge to chill and waited for Mark to get home. It was my day off and I had been busy doing chores, cleaning house, doing laundry, that sort of thing, but by the time Mark got home I was showered and dressed and ready for him.
"Why all dressed up, you got a hot date?" Mark chuckled when he saw how I was dressed.
"Yes, as a matter of fact I do. Now go shower get dressed, I'm taking you out to dinner."
"Wow, what did I do to deserve this?" He asked kissing me sweetly.
"You've been working really hard and you deserve some pampering. I've booked a table at Michelangelo's and afterwards I'm going to ply you with expensive champagne and ravage your body."
"Well, it's going to be hard to sit through dinner knowing what's ahead, but I suppose we have to eat to keep our strength up," He giggled.
For a weekday night the restaurant was pretty busy, but we were shown to our table as soon as they confirmed our reservation. The waiter brought breadsticks and dipping sauce and took our drink orders and left us to study the menu.
"I know just what I'm having," Mark said after a few minutes, "The taste of Italy combo. It has lasagna, fettucini alfredo, and veal parmesan."
"My you must be hungry. I think I'll just go with the lasagna. I don't want to barf on you when I'm banging your brain out," I teased.
"Oh, yeah...there's that. Well, I can get a doggie back and have the rest for lunch tomorrow."
"Not a bad idea."
We ordered and sipped our wine and ate our salad while we waited and Mark told me about an incident with Zeke at the store.
"You remember our hot contractor guy, George, well...he finally made his move on Zeke today."
"Oh, and what did Zeke do?"
"He came running to me terrified," Mark chuckled, "Wanted to know what I thought, should he go out to dinner with him, or make up some excuse."
"I asked him if he was interested in being friends with George or was he just friendly with him at work because that was business.? He said he liked him, but he was afraid that George was expecting more from him than he could give."
"Ahhh...well, he did say he didn't have much experience. So..what did you say?"
"Well, I suggested that he talk to George about his fears, let him know that he wasn't ready for more than friendship. But, he said he was too embarrassed and he wanted to know if I'd talk to George for him," Mark said looking amused.
"Awww..how sweet, daddy Mark. Well, did you talk to George?"
"Yeah, I did and at first he looked ready to take off running. I asked him to step into the office with me on the pretense of discussing business, and once he was comfortable I began to quiz him about Zeke. You should have seen him squirm. Then I came out to him and he began to relax a little."
"Wow, I knew you had big balls, but...." I laughed, "did you out me too?"
"Of course, but he said he already had us figured out. Anyway..long story short, he's as nervous about Zeke as Zeke is about him. He assured me he was only interested in being friends and would gladly let Zeke lead."
"Well, dad...what happened then?"
"Well, I called Zeke into the office and the three of us had a little talk and hopefully got things worked out. They're going out to pizza Saturday when Zeke gets off work. I even scheduled him early so he could have the whole evening."
"Cool, I just hope Zeke's real parents are as trusting and understanding as we are."
"Well, there's just his mom and from what he's told me she's not really very interested in anything he does."
I frowned, "Why am I just hearing about this? Does he confide things in you that he doesn't in me?"
"Maybe, I dunno. We just talk a lot and you know how those things come up sometimes."
"Poor kid, we should definitely have him over more often...with Cody of course."
"Yeah, well..he may be pretty busy with George after Saturday," he chuckled.
Our food came and it was delicious. We talked quietly while we ate, laughing and sharing and enjoying each other's company as we always did and when we were full, we ask for doggie bags and I paid the check and left a nice tip for the waiter.
On the way home Mark snuggled in close to me and rubbed my leg the whole time and by the time we got home I was ready to jump his bones. We took a quick shower and I grabbed the wine and placed it in a bucket while Mark grabbed the chilled glasses.
We had our first glass of wine, drinking from each other's glass then kissing and pawing each other then climbed into bed and sat against the headboard while we drank more wine and made out.
"Wine's almost gone, shall we drink a toast to us?" I said feeling very giddy.
"To us, our wonderful sons and our equally as wonderful life together," Mark said holding up his glass for me to clink.
"To us," I echoed and we threw back the last of the wine and got down to business.
After we made love the first time we rested and had a little pillow talk.
"What's the youngest guy you've ever been with?" Mark suddenly asked out of the blue.
"Well, that depends. If you mean since I turned 18, then the answer would be 15...maybe 14, some of those boys in the bars didn't even have ID's," I chuckled, "Why, do you suddenly have an appetite for chicken," I teased.
"The youngest guy I've ever been with was 18. I guess I was always too paranoid to get with anyone younger. What's it like?"
"Oh, pretty much the same as being with an 18 year old, except...well there's something about the danger and the fact that it's taboo that makes it very exciting. Of course back when I was bedding young guys there wasn't much danger of getting caught, and even if you did it wasn't that big of a deal. The laws have changed a lot since then."
"Yeah, I guess. Still I fell like I missed something..."
"Oh, have you been thinking about this a lot?"
"Naw, not really, but I guess this thing with Zeke got me to thinking. I'd never do anything about it Rob, but I didn't want to keep it a secret either. I want things between us to be open and honest."
"I trust you babe, nothing wrong with a little fantasy. And truthfully...I sometimes fantasize about being with someone that young again, but as long as I have you...I have everything I need," I said kissing him passionately, "But if we ever find ourselves in a situation with a younger guy, I'd be willing to share him," I said then pulled back to see Mark's reaction.
I was worried he might think I was weird or worse that I was tired of him or looking around, but when I saw the big grin on his face I relaxed.
"Well, I doubt it will ever happen..but, if it did...I'm be willing to share too."
"Well, we'll keep that on our bucket list and maybe someday it will come true."
"All this talk has me horny as hell," he panted as he began nuzzling my neck.
"Oh my, I see," I said grabbing his hard cock, "this looks good enough to eat."
"Awwww...yeah, you are so good at that," he sighed as I took him in my mouth.
"I've had years of practice, but until now it was all just a warm up for the real thing."
"Ahh..how sweet," he said grinning, then he pushed my head back down on his cock, "more sucking, less talking," he giggled.
For the boys' surprise we took them to Six Flags which was about a four hour drive. We didn't tell them where we were going at first but as we got closer and the boys nagged us more and more we finally gave in and told them. Their reaction was pretty much what we expected and when they heard that we had even booked a motel room for the night near the park they went crazy.
"Oh boy, this is so cool," Cody said hugging Kyle as they both jumped up and down in their seat. If they hadn't been buckled up I think they might have hit the roof of the car.
We had considered booking two rooms so Mark and I could have some privacy, but we decided that we would need to be fresh for the next day and that skipping sex for one night wouldn't hurt us. I wasn't so sure about that and decided if the opportunity to get Mark alone came along, we'd figure out some way to get our jollies.
The drive was pleasant but by the time we arrived at the motel we were ready to stretch our legs. As we checked in the boys zoomed around the lobby and checked things out a few minutes later Cody came running up and tugged on my shirt.
"Dad, they have an indoor pool. Can we go swimming later...please?"
"Yeah, and a dip in the hot tub sounds good too."
The room was nice and had two queen size beds, a microwave and little fridge. We'd brought an ice chest with sodas and some snacks for later, but we promised the boys we'd take them out to dinner at the restaurant of their choice.
It was only a little past one by the time we got settled and the only thing we'd eaten that morning was donuts so we fixed sandwiches and broke open a bag of chips. As we sat around eating and drinking sodas the boys excitedly discussed tomorrow's trip to the amusement park.
"This is the best surprise ever dad," Kyle said hugging his dad then to my joy, me.
"You boys deserve it," I said as Cody delivered hugs both of us too.
"Too bad mom couldn't come," Cody said looking a little sad.
I'd actually considered asking Bobbie along, but she had to work the whole weekend and she said she was happy that Cody was going to get to go since he'd never been.
"Maybe next time. She'll get a vacation one of these days and maybe we can all include both moms next time."
Mark smiled but he didn't comment, I knew his ex wasn't as comfortable with our life style as Bobbie was for obvious reasons, but she was always very friendly around me.
After our food settled we put on our swim suits and headed down to the pool and while the boys swam Mark and I tried out the hot tub. There was no one else in the pool area so Mark and I sat side by side and groped each other unbeknownst to the boys, or so we thought.
When the boys tired of swimming they climbed out of the pool and headed our way and we quickly jerked our hands back. As they settled into seats across from us Cody giggled and pointed at the tent in our swim suits.
"You guys don't have to stop just cause we're here. Right Kyle?"
Kyle rolled his eyes, "It's not like we don't know what you guys do. We're not little kids you know?"
Mark chuckled, "Well, some things are still best left in private."
"Okay, but tonight when you guys get in bed I bet you forget all that," Cody giggled.
I just rolled my eyes, and soon they forgot about the sex talk and started discussing their plans for tomorrow.
"Have you guys decided what kind of food you want tonight?"
"Pizza." Cody shouted.
"Well, we'll find a place that has both," I suggested, "I'll talk to the desk clerk and see if he knows a good place to go."
Eventually we joined the boys in the pool and I practiced some of the swim moves that Cody had slowly been teaching me. I wasn't an expert swimmer yet, but with his help I had at least gotten over my fear of water and I could swim short distances without drowning..he he.
Around four Mark and I climbed out and sat in lounge chairs drying off while the boys played in the water. They were so good together, it was almost as if they really were brothers, actually closer than brothers, and I felt a wave of love and affection sweep over me for not only our boys but for Mark.
I reached over and took his hand and he sighed, "This is so great, and I haven't even thought of the store..not once."
"Till now," I teased, "You know they'll do fine. We have good people. Zeke can single handedly run the sales floor."
"Yeah, he's a great kid.?"
"And tomorrow he may loose his cherry," I teased."He he, let's hope not, not on the first date."
"Later," I said winking, "we'll figure out something."
"I'm glad we think alike."
At five we coaxed the boys out and once back in the room we took turns taking a shower to wash off the chlorine. The boys went first sharing a shower to save time. Apparently there was no body modesty between them anymore, not that Cody ever had any , but Kyle was now as comfortable naked around Cody as Cody was around him.
When it was our turn we realized this was our best opportunity to get a little loving in. We washed each other gently and thoroughly as a sort of foreplay then began kissing and groping and before long I was on my knees with Mark's hard clean cock buried in my throat. When he came he was rather loud, but I hoped the sound of the water running covered his moans, but of course it didn't.
When it was my turn Mark sucked me till I was good and wet then bent over bracing himself against the shower wall and I fucked him like a dog in heat. I didn't want him leaking later at dinner so when I was ready to come I pulled out and shot all up his back and across his fine ass. I collapsed against him and hugged him to me and nuzzled his neck and bit at his ears lobes as I recovered from the intense orgasm.
We washed up again then dried off and got dressed and when we emerged from the bathroom the boys were waiting for us.
"Way to go dad," Cody giggled, "we heard uncle Mark howling like a dog, right Kyle?"
I blushed bright red but didn't bother to deny it. Instead I just grabbed Mark and kissed him passionately, "That's what love does to you," I said breaking off the kiss.
"Careful or we'll need another shower," Mark moaned and we all laughed.
The desk clerk suggested a place called Marshalls, which was a local restaurant with a variety of different food. He said it was very family friendly and even had a large arcade for the kids. It sounded perfect and fortunately was nearby.
The boys got their pizza and burgers and Mark and I had chicken fried steak, which was so tender you could cut it with a fork. Afterwards we bought the boys 10 dollars worth of tokens each and turned them loose in the arcade. We hovered close, just to keep an eye on them and after a while we noticed this older teenager watching them as well.
"Think he's oogling our boys with malcontent?" I teased.
"I don't know, but I don't like the way he's drooling," Mark joked, "Maybe we should make our presence known so he'll stop undressing them with his eyes."
"Good idea," I said taking him by the arm and leading him over to where the boys were bent over some video game I'd never heard of.
"How's it going guys?"
"Okay, we almost got this level beat dad," Cody said punching the button by his joystick in rapid succession.
"Hmm..looks grisly. What are those things?"
"Zombies," Kyle said biting his bottom lip as he killed his share of them, "Gross huh?"
"Too gross for me, and I thought Pac Man was scary," Mark said chuckling.
I watched the young teen from the corner of my eye and when he saw Mark and I with the boys he frowned and turned to survey the arcade as if he were looking for someone. I nudged Mark and he nodded. Well, anyway we'd done our part to protect our boys, if they needed it, but I still wondered what the kid was up to.
"I need to go pee love, why don't you hang out with the boys and I'll be right back."
"Sure Rob, go for it. I'm starting to like this zombie killing," he said moving closer, "maybe I'll try it next round."
I was shaking my head and grinning as I headed off toward the bathrooms which were tucked away down a short hallway. The arcade seemed to have it's own set of bathrooms and when I entered there was no one inside the men's room.
I stepped up to a urinal and had just unzipped and pulled out my penis when the door opened and someone came in and took the urinal next to mine. I was busy emptying my bladder for a second but from the corner of my eye I realized the other guy was the teenager who'd been watching the boys.
"Cool place, huh?" the boy said suddenly.
"Very cool," I replied keeping my eyes straight ahead.
"I come here all the time. My names Trey, you live around here?"
"No, actually just visiting. My..umm..friend and I are taking our sons to Six Flags tomorrow," I said finally making eye contact. Up close I could see just how cute the boy was my heart seemed to speed up a little. Back in my youth when I was climbing on any boy who'd let me, this one would have been under me in a heartbeat.
I've never been. You wouldn't want to adopt me just for the day would
"I doubt your folks would be crazy about that idea," I said finally shaking off the last few drops.
"Aint got any, I...uh, live by myself," he said sounding a little angry.
"Kind of young for that, aren't you?" I said zipping up.
"Naw, I"m 17. I..uh, got a job and stuff...I do okay...."
"Well, must be tough at your age..Trey. Then again, cute boy like you must enjoy having your own place when the ladies come calling," I said as I stepped back a little.
When our eyes met this time, he gave me a nervous look, then as if he saw or sensed something in me, he relaxed a little. "Don't like the ladies, but I like good looking guys like you." he said stepping back and displaying his hard cock.
I know I shouldn't have looked, but when you're gay your eyes are drawn to a dick like a magnet.
"I..uh, thanks, but you're a little young and I'm in a relationship...." I stuttered.
"Ah, that guy. I thought so...the way you touched him and the looks you gave each other. Do your sons know?"
"Yes, and they're very cool with it," I said still staring at his junk.
His cock was probably average for a boy his age, but uncut which was a bit of rarity and since I was uncut as was Cody I especially liked how it looked. He didn't have much hair, just a bit above his cock and his balls looked smooth as a baby's butt.
"I like couples too," he said stroking his cock slowly and working the loose skin back and forth. A single drop of pre-cum formed at the tip and I had this sudden urge to wipe it off with my finger and bring it to my mouth, but of course I didn't.
"I...should go...." I stammered, "My friend and the boys are waiting for me...."
"Hey, I don't even know your name," the boy said as I turned to go.
"It's uh..Rob, I'll see ya. Be careful okay?"
"Uh huh, too bad you're not interested. Hey, you should definitely talk to your boyfriend and see what he thinks. I'll make you a good deal, you take me to Six Flags with you and you can have me as long as you like."
So that was it, he was a hustler. "Sorry, gotta run." I said doing just that. I didn't even bother to wash my hands, which was unheard of in my world.
Mark could see I was a little perturbed and he took me aside to find out why. When I told him what had happened he surprised me with his thoughts on the subject.
"Wow, you mean we could have had a 17 year old in our bed tonight....to share? And all we had to do was take him to Six Flags with us? Wow, talk about fantasies coming true...."
I frowned, "You mean you'd actually consider doing something like that?"
He looked nervous, but we had agreed to be honest and he was..brutally so. "It's not that I don't love you, or that being with you isn't enough, but damn if I wouldn't like to plow some young ass and suck some young cock."
"I mean we did talk about this...." I said calmly, "but what about the boys? And how do we really know the kid is telling the truth? He could be 15 for all I know and have parents waiting for him at home."
"That's true....hey what if we asked for his ID?"
"You're seriously considering this..aren't you?"
He shrugged, "No....I guess not," he said sounding disappointed.
"You know if it was just us two and we didn't have the boys to consider, I'd say go for it, but that's not the case. As long as you don't dump me for someone younger and cuter, I can let you have a taste of it."
"What if we...uh, got another room? The boys would love to have a room all to themselves. Or we could just put the kid in that room, go visit him, and then....come back and spend the night in the room with the boys...."
"This is where we cross the line Mark," I frowned, "when we start letting sex interfere with family. No, I don't think that's a good idea, but..when we get back....I'd be willing to do something like this as long as the boys aren't around."
"You're right. Oh God, I'm so glad you're more grounded and rational than I am. I'm so sorry for even suggesting it," he said looking horrified.
"Relax, I know how easy it is to get wooded up over a fantasy, and how easy it is to let your little head do the thinking."
"God, I don't deserve you," he said squeezing my hand, which was about the only intimacy we could show in a crowded arcade.
"Yes, you do and I deserve you. We'll work something out so you can get his out of your system when we get back, okay?" I said grinning.
"You don't have to...."
"Shhhh...I want to, it will be fun for me too. Now let's go drag our sons out of here and go back to the motel and take another shower....if you know what I mean," I said wiggling my eyebrows comically.
"What, oh..yeah...I do feel sort of dirty...he he."
Another shower was just what we needed, well the sex part anyway, and this time the boys didn't rib us about it. Instead they were piled down in their bed watching a movie and they had those sleepy bye eyes that little boys get when they're trying to stay up late.
"Boys, why don't we turn out the light and turn the TV off and try to get some sleep. Tomorrow is going to be a tiring day and we need our sleep?"
"Okay dad," Cody yawned, "its' gonna be sooo cool, right Kyle?"
"Uh huh, I'm pretty tired. Give me a hug dad," the younger boy said holding out his arms for Mark.
We hugged the boys and tucked them in then piled down in our bed and turned off the bedside light. The only sound was the hum of the air conditioner and occasionally a car horn or diesel accelerating out on the highway. Soon I heard the boys soft steady breathing and I nudged Mark and whispered that they were asleep.
He snuggled in closer then and we kissed a little then spooned up with me behind and soon we joined the boys in slumber.
The park was already packed when we arrived around 11 am the next morning, but the boys were just as excited as before and eager to get inside and get started. We paid the ridiculous fee and headed on inside and for a little while Mark and I became boys again. We let our sons lead the way and drag us onto rides that would have made most guys our age puke their guts up, but not us...oh, no we survived and loved every minute of it.
Around one o'clock we had overpriced hamburgers and fries and watered down sodas and split a funnel cake. We walked around and checked things out while our food settled then rode some of the less intimidating rides.
I couldn't help but think of Trey the whole time though. Not the offer for sex, but that he wanted to go to Six Flags so much. I wished I had suggested to Mark that we bring him...without strings attached, but it was too late now. He seemed like a sweet kid and that he was probably selling his body to survive sort of bummed me out.
Around five the boys began to droop a little and they didn't put up much of a fight when we suggested we go back to the motel and shower and go out for dinner. By the time we got back to the motel it was around 5:30 and I for one was starved.
Mark and I took our shower first, washing and pampering each other and eventually we started to mess around. As we were stroking each other I brought up the subject of Trey again and Mark seemed very interested in what I had to say.
"He really wanted to go to Six Flags, poor kid. He was even willing to offer up his body to pay his way," I said sadly, "I wish I had just suggested he could go...no strings attached."
"You're such a sweetheart and you have a soft heart for kids don't you? Well, you said he hangs out at the restaurant a lot, why don't we go back there tonight and if he's still there invite him to go with us tomorrow? No strings attached."
"Really, you wouldn't mind?" I said nuzzling his neck playfully. "I'm sure the boys would be glad to have someone closer to their age to ride stuff with and then you and I could stay on the sideline and recover from today," I chuckled.
"Let's do it then. The boys loved the arcade so I'm sure they won't mind going back there for dinner tonight."
We had hot monkey sex next and though we were pretty loud neither of the boys said a word when we emerged dressed only in underwear. They gave us an amused look then bounced off to shower their perky little rears jiggling like Jello.
Mark and I dressed and fell down on the couch and waited for them and pretty soon we heard Kyle moaning and giggling mocking Mark's earlier outburst. Mark's eyes got big and his mouth fell open and I couldn't help but laugh.
"You don't think....?"
"No, of course not, they're just teasing us cause we were a little loud."
"So, you don't think they..you know, mess around?"
I shrugged, "I didn't say that, but I'm sure it's all innocent fun..nothing serious. You know how boys are?"
Mark was quiet for a minute then he sighed, "I guess I just thought my boy was...you know, still innocent."
"Unlike mine?" I said feeling a little unsure of where this was headed.
"Well..he's older and you said he was pretty sure he was gay, but I don't think Kyle has figured all that out yet."
"What better way to find out what you like then to try new things?" I said trying to soothe him.
"Yeah, I guess," he sighed, "anyway...not much I can do about it. If they want to mess around they have plenty of opportunity."
"I could talk to Cody if you'd like...."
"No, they'd be horrified if they thought we were meddling in their business. I guess it's best to just let nature take it's course."
The boys appeared soon after bouncing in as naked as the day they were born.
"Is that what you boys are wearing to the restaurant?" I teased.
"If it is, we might get our meal for free," Mark joked.
"Naw, we might get our wieners in the food," Kyle giggled.
"Yeah, hot food and wieners don't mix too well," Mark said hugging the boy. I couldn't read his feelings exactly but he seemed to have recovered from his earlier concerns about the boys' sex play.
"Hey, dad are we going back to the same place we went last night? I hope so cause the arcade was really cool."
"Sure, that sounds fine," I said happily. So far things were going well, "So why don't you guys go get dressed and we'll go. I'm starved."
"Me too!" Both boys echoed as they jumped up and grabbed their clothes and started madly wiggling into them.
The restaurant was starting to fill up but we found a booth near the arcade entrance and ordered our food. This time the boys had chicken and Mark and I had club sandwiches. While we were waiting for the food I excused myself to the bathroom and peeked into the arcade on my way to see if Trey was there. I didn't see him among the dozen or so kids in there but I figured it was still early and he might show up later.
I pushed open the door to the men's room and took my place at the same urinal that I had used the night before and soon someone came in and took the urinal next to me. I didn't even have to look up to know who it was.
"Long time no see," Trey chuckled.
"Hi...Trey..how's it going?"
"Pretty slow..kind of boring. You and your boyfriend change your mind?" he asked boldly displaying his hard cock for me to see.
"Sort of....not about the sex part, but we'd like to take you with us to Six Flags tomorrow, our treat. But...no sex talk. Do you understand what I'm saying?"
He looked at me as if I were crazy then he sighed, "You mean....like friends or something?"
"Yes, exactly. Our boys ran us ragged today and we'd welcome a chance to step back and just watch while the three of you have some fun....uh, good clean fun..I mean," I said blushing.
He laughed, "I got it. For one day you want me to be like...well, one of the boys and no sex talk? I can do that for a chance to see Six Flags, but there's gotta be a catch. You're gonna collect eventually...right?"
"No," I said zipping up, "this is really no strings attached. You're our guest for the day...if you want to go."
"Are you serious?" He said excitedly, "I've wanted to go to Six Flags since I was a little kid and now....now you're offering to take me for free....yeah I wanna go, but I still don't get it. Nobody's ever given me anything or done anything for me for free."
"Well, not all the people in the world are assholes, there are a few of us good guys left. My partner and I want you to be our guest."
"So, he's cool with this too?"
"Yes, in fact he suggested we come back here tonight to see if you showed up, and here you are," I said grinning, "Have you had dinner yet?"
He shook his head, I usually wait till after...well, you know, but looks like I won't be doing that tonight," he said grinning.
"Then be our guest for dinner. Come on, put that thing away and wash your hands and I'll introduce you to my family."
I could tell Trey was nervous and he'd questioned me repeatedly about what I would say to them, but once he saw how easily they accepted him he relaxed. I wasn't sure exactly what I would say but Mark helped me ease into the introductions and the boys seemed excited to include Trey in their fun.
I waved the waiter over and told Trey to order anything he wanted and he settled on a cheeseburger and fries. Somehow they managed to bring all our food at once and as we began to eat Trey seemed to be watching each of us closely.
I guessed he was curious about us and what sort of family we were. Maybe he's never had a family to compare to, or maybe his family life was less than perfect, but whatever it was he seemed to like what he saw. He was talking and giggling with the boys after a few minutes and when he addressed Mark or me it was sir.
It was Mark who put a stop to that. "Look, Trey...Rob and I don't like to be called sir. From now on it's Mark or Rob...okay?"
"Okay," Trey said blushing, "Sorry."
"No need to be sorry, you were just trying to be respectful, but sir makes us feel old," he chuckled.
"You're not old," Trey assured us, "you're....(don't say hot I screamed in my head) just right, old enough to drive and young enough to be cool," he laughed.
I relaxed and squeezed Mark's leg gently beneath the table. He gave me a wink and we continued eating and talking. When it was time to pay the check we sent the boys on to the arcade with a twenty dollar bill to get tokens with.
"Whew, I was so afraid he was going to start talking sex," Mark chuckled.
"I think he likes this family stuff a lot. I don't think he'll let anything slip. He's just a kid after all and enjoying himself like kids do. The sex thing is just how he survives."
"Yeah, I feel bad now for getting all hot and bothered by the thought of sharing him in bed. He's a nice kid and he deserves better than that."
"Unless he likes it," I reminded him, "he may be a kid, but he's also a horny teenager and if he's gay he might enjoy what he does most of the time."
"Well, I guess we'll never know," Mark said as we headed toward the arcade, "but he is a sexy little monkey," he whispered in my ear.
"So are you," I growled, "too bad we don't have our own room."
"There's always the bathroom," he teased, "or the back seat of the car."
"Oh, that sounds kinky...and hot."
"Keep that in mind then, where there's a will there's a way."
The boys were busy playing games and barely paid us any attention as we hovered nearby and watched them interact. Our boys accepted him easily into their play and that made us feel better about things. We hoped it reflected us and what we had taught them, but the truth was the way our boys behaved was based on a lot of different influences. Their moms, their peers, their teacher, and other adults in their lives influenced how they treated others and how they looked at life. I guessed the good influences in their lives outweighed the bad ones because as far as we could see they were very sweet and good natured kids.
Eventually Trey wandered off and was playing a game by himself while Cody and Kyle double teamed some zombies or whatever on their machine. I watched Trey for a while and was intrigued by his movements and the way he was keenly aware of his surroundings at all times. I guessed he was always looking for opportunities to ply his trade or have a little fun, but there seemed to be more to it than that. It was almost as if he was expecting trouble, like he was ready to bolt at the slightest hint of danger.
He was a good looking kid, there was no denying that, but now that I'd come to know him a little better it was obvious there was much more to him than his good looks and sexy body, he was a sweet natured and intelligent kid and I wondered what turn of events had brought him to this point in his life.
Once the twenty was gone the boys tried to wrangle more out of us but it was pushing nine and I for one was dog tired and we managed to persuade the boys to call it a night. I hadn't thought about what was next for Trey, but the boys already had things worked out.
"Trey is gonna come sleep with us, okay Dad?" Cody said eying me for my approval, though it was obvious he had already made up his mind that it was going to happen.
"Well...what do you think Mark?" I asked sharing the load.
He shrugged, "Do you think the three of you will fit?"
"Sure, no problem," Trey said looking sheepish, "I'm not that big."
"Kyle, are you okay with this?"
"Sure dad, it'll be fun. Then tomorrow we can get an early start and we won't have to wait for Trey to come over."
I laughed, "Well, I don't know why you even asked, sounds like you guys have it all worked out. Well, come on let's roll then, I'm beat."
Mark and I skipped the bathroom sex since we had one more set of ears to overhear us and took separate turns brushing our teeth and dressing for bed. Ordinarily we would have simply hopped into bed in our underwear, but since we had company we decided to wear shorts instead, but we did skip the undies...he he.
However, the boys had no such qualms and when they came out of the bathroom after brushing their teeth they were dressed as usual in their undies and shirtless. Trey took his turn next and when he emerged from the bathroom he too was wearing only his underwear, and I had to admit they were quite nice.
I gave Mark a sly look and he just shrugged, but I could tell he was a little turned on too. As soon as we were all settled into bed I switched off the bedside light and snuggled up to Mark.
The boys had insisted that Trey sleep in the middle and I heard the three of them quietly talking about their plans for tomorrow. The boys filled Trey in on what rides were best and I could hear the excitement in his voice. I just hoped he could keep his excitement directed toward Six Flags and off sex for the rest of the night.
I was nodding off before long, the boys soft voices soothing and comforting and soon I was asleep. Mark must've joined me shortly afterwards because when I woke up a while later he was snoring softly.
It took me a minute to figure out what had woke me up but the ache in my bladder soon made it clear. I climbed out of bed and tiptoed past the boys who seemed to be sleeping soundly and made it to the bathroom just in time. I was just shaking off the last few drops of dew when the door opened and when I swung around to see who dared to invade my privacy, I was all smiles.
"Hi babe, miss me?"
"Move over, why the hell did I drink all that tea at dinner?" he said taking my place at the toilet.
I washed my hands but decided to hang around, just in case he needed my help with that thing when he was done draining it. As it turned out he did.
I locked the door this time and warned him to keep the noise down then dropped to my knees and began giving him the best weenie wash of his life. He stuck a wash cloth in his mouth to stifle his moans and so far it was working just fine, but when he came he still managed to get a loud moan out.
I finished him off, licking and cleaning his cock then stood and kissed him. "You certainly are verbal lately," I said biting his ear.
"I'm sorry, I can't help it. You make me feel so good."
"Well, how about you make me feel good now?" I said grabbing him and turning him around and bending him over the vanity.
"Ummm..." he moaned into the washcloth he's held onto as I began rimming his fine ass.
I think he was having a harder time staying quite for the rim job than the blow job, so I didn't make it last as long as I would have liked to. Once I had him good and slick and loosened up I had him slobber up my cock then I put it to him.
We fit together so well by now that it didn't take much to bury my bone in his backyard...he he, and pretty soon I began to fuck him slow and deep. He bit down on the washcloth as I held him tightly around the waist and made love to his hot tight hole.
There was something very naughty and dangerous about what we were doing and it drove me on like a dog in heat. I could imagine Trey laying out there listening to us and maybe touching himself and needless to say I didn't last long.
I sucked in my moans, unlike Mark who yelped a little as I laid down the last few strokes but he quieted down quickly when I started to spew inside him. I fell down on his back and just held him as a second powerful orgasm ran through me.
"Wow, that was intense," I said as my head started to clear, "My knees are shaking."
"Think how I feel," Mark said breathing heavily, "Let's help each other to bed."
"Oops, you're leaking," I said pulling out slowly, "Better take care of that. A shower is too noisy, so we'll have to wash up...quietly....come here baby..I'll help you out."
We cleaned up and snuck back to bed and as far as we could tell the boys had slept through our love making. We piled down and snuggled up and soon we were asleep.
I woke up to some kind of noise that night in the motel and as soon as I figured out what it was I was horny as heck. Yeah, I got turned on knowing my dad and Mark were in there doing stuff and my dick went hard pretty quick.
Kyle sleeps like a rock so there was no need thinking about getting him to help me out, but Trey had been giving me those kind of looks all night that said he might be up for some fun. I wasn't sure if he was really asleep or just faking it so I decided to see for sure.
I knew it was kind of risky, but I knew if I didn't do something quick it would be too late. I figured I had about 30 minutes so I didn't waste any time. I rolled over facing Trey and watched him for a minute. He's a cute guy and what I could see of his body was making me harder than ever.
I was sort of nervous and shaking a little, but I guess I was too horny to worry about what would happen if I was wrong and Trey freaked out, but I was pretty sure that wouldn't happen. I thought about starting slow and working my way up, but I was horny and desperate and running out of time so I went for the gold.
Sliding down under the covers a little I lifted them so I could see Trey's lower body and...bingo he was half hard already. My hand was shaking a little as I reached over and touched his dick through his undies and his dick jumped up and got completely hard. I knew he was awake because he moaned sort of low so I scooted down a little lower and lifted his undies and peeked inside.
He had a nice looking dick and my mouth was sort of watering just looking at it so...I reached in and pulled it out and licked the end of it. He sort of grunted and shivered and that made me want to do more so I grabbed it with my hand and pulled it out and gave it a little kiss on the end.
It tasted really good and I liked that he was uncut like me and dad. I worked the skin and it felt good in my hand. It was bigger than mine, well...most everyone I know is, but not too big and I figured I could handle it if I didn't try to take too much in my mouth.
I guess he got the idea and he helped me push down his underwear so I could get at his dick better so I put my mouth over it and he jumped like he'd been shocked with a taser or something....lol.
I can suck a dick pretty good cause I really like doing it. Ricky and Paul both said I was the best and the couple of times I've sucked Kyle he was like, OMG that feels so good. I guess Trey liked the way I was sucking too cause he started rubbing my head and shoulders and whispering how good it felt and then suddenly he was breathing really hard and he warned me that he was gonna come.
I guess he just wanted to warn me in case I didn't want him to jizz in my mouth, but of course I wanted him to. So I just started sucking faster and harder as he wiggled and thrust up against me and then...bam..he started shooting. Man I wasn't ready for how much he could come but somehow I managed to get it all down. It tasted really good and it was thicker than mine or Ricky's which is the only cum I have tasted, and there was like a gallon of it.
I managed to swallow it all down and clean him up pretty good and then I moved back up and sort of gave him this look, like "okay, my turn" and I guess he got the message cause he pulled me into him and kissed me. Yeah, he kissed me. Who knew a kiss could be so sexy? My dick was throbbing and ready for some action after that kiss and fortunately Trey was ready to give it.
He whispered in my ear, "Do we have time?" and I said "Yeah, but hurry." Well I sort of whined actually cause I was soo horny.
He moved so fast I was afraid he was going to rip the covers right off the bed and when he got down there he didn't waste any time. He pulled my undies down with one hand and grabbed my dick with the other one and he mumbled.."Nice" before he started licking and sucking on my dick.
Well, being 11 and a half it didn't take me long to get there and pretty soon I was clutching at his hair and driving my big one down his throat...lol. When I came it was like I was going to pass out. The good feeling started in my gut then traveled to my balls and everywhere between then ran clear down to my toes.
When it was over and I was breathing normal again Trey pulled my undies up and scooted back up and looked into my eyes.
Then the bathroom door opened and we both pretended to be asleep while dad and Mark got in bed. God that was close. My dick was still wet from Trey's mouth and my cum and I reached inside my undies and wiped it off on my hand...then....I brought it to my mouth and licked it off. Yeah, I know that's weird, but hey it tastes good.
Trey rolled over and was watching me in the dark and I smiled. I wondered what he was thinking. I felt a little weird now that it was over, but I knew the minute I saw the guy that he would be down for some sexy fun. I didn't believe that story Mark and my dad were telling about how they met Trey and found out he wanted to go to Six Flags so bad and that they just wanted to help the kid out. No, I think there was more to it than that, but I haven't quite figured it out.
I sort of figured Trey was interested in my dad and Mark, but since nothing happened all night I figured I was wrong....or things just hadn't worked out...yet. Anyway I was gonna keep my eyes open.
Trey scooted a little closer and started rubbing my chest softly. Whoa, is he still horny? I wondered. This is was like new to me. I mean with my buds, it's like, we get our nut then things go back to normal and we don't touch or anything. What was this all about?
I mean with my dad and Mark I understood, they were in love and sex was just part of that, but with me...well, it was just about the sex so far. Still it felt pretty good to have Trey touch me that way and the kiss was awesome, but I wasn't sure if I was ready for these kind of feelings. I'd definitely have to have a little talk with dad, but of course not till we were back home and Trey was far behind...he he.
Anyway I guess what Trey was doing was sort of soothing cause before too long I was sort of getting drowsy and the last thing I remember was Trey rubbing my tummy way down low just above my underwear.
I woke up feeling like a million dollars and looked over at Mark who was so sweet looking as he slept. Okay, so maybe he was drooling a little and snoring like a tea kettle, but hey....he was my baby and I loved him warts and all. I nudged his morning wood and his eyes flew open.
"Oh, it's you," he said yawning.
"Who were you expecting?" I laughed.
"Oh, no one," he sighed, "I was just having this wonderful dream," he said stretching.
"Well, sorry I woke you then."
"S'okay, you were in it too. I'll tell you about it later when we're alone," he said glancing over at the other bed where Kyle and Cody were sleeping peacefully, but Trey was nowhere in sight.
I supposed Trey was in the bathroom and a few minutes later I heard the stool flush then the shower running and I relaxed. I leaned in and kissed my man on the lips and we started groping each other.
"Get a room," Cody giggled from the next bed.
"We did," I reminded him, "you're just gonna have to deal with it."
"Showering I guess. My, he's a clean kid," I chuckled.
"What time are we leaving dad?"
"Probably around ten, I want to go out for breakfast first. We missed the complimentary breakfast in the lobby."
By the time we all got showers and did our morning stuff it was nine and we checked out and climbed in the car and headed to Ihop. We had a great time eating breakfast and talking but the boys were anxious to get to the park and so we didn't linger.
By the time we got to Six Flags the parking lot was already pretty full and we had to walk a ways to get to the gate. Mark and I and the kids had our two day passes from the day before and after paying for Trey we headed inside.
The boys already knew exactly what they wanted to do first and Mark and I could barely keep up as they drug Trey off to their first ride. It was sort of nice to be able to take it easy and just watch the boys for a while and Mark and I talked quietly and enjoyed our time together.
"So what happens at the end of the day...with Trey I mean?"
"Well, I suppose he goes back to his life and we go back to ours, why?"
"I dunno, it's silly I guess...but I've really gotten to like him in the short time we've had him with us. I just hope he's happy and safe....that's all."
I stared at Mark for a minute, trying to figure out exactly what he was saying. "Well, there's not much we can do to about his life, is there?"
He shrugged, "No, I guess not. I just get attached to people too easily, that's all."
"Well, we could adopt him," I teased.
Mark chuckled, "Yeah, that would go over like a lead balloon."
"Seriously, I bet if we offered to take him home with us, he'd jump at the chance."
"Sure, who wouldn't want to be with a cool bunch of guys like us?"
"Well, at least the gay ones...."
"Yeah, well...as hard as it will be I guess we'll part ways and never see him again," Mark sighed.
"You really do like this kid, don't you?"
Mark shrugged, "He sort of reminds me of me when I was that age."
"Oh? Is there a story there?"
"Well, as cool as my dad is now...there was a time when we didn't get along so well. I actually ran away for a while when I was 16. I stayed with some friends of mine, an older couple and learned all about gay sex."
"Well, eventually my mom put pressure on my dad and he came looking for me and well..let's just say that we came to an agreement. My sex life was my business and we didn't discuss it. Eventually he learned to accept it and we became close again, but for a while things were pretty tense."
"I sense there's more to Trey's story than his sexuality. I think maybe he might have been abused or something. I don't know why..I just have these vibes."
"Could be, but I guess we'll never know."
The boys came running up then all excited and drug us off to another part of the park and they ran off to get in line for their next gut wrenching ride leaving the old folks to sit on the sidelines.
"Cody certainly has taken to him, hasn't he?" Mark observed.
"Cody is a sweet kid, he makes friends easily. I think he senses that there's more to Trey than meets the eye."
"I wonder if he senses just how sexy Trey is?" Mark laughed.
"Oh, trust me, I'm sure he noticed that right off. Question is: did he have time or opportunity to take advantage of it?"
"Maybe while we were asleep...or while we were taking advantage or each other in the bathroom," he teased.
"They did look rather happy when we came out," I teased back.
"I still get a little horny every time I think about what he offered though. I guess I'm just a sick perverted bastard at heart."
"No, not sick or perverted. You're a healthy gay male and that sort of thing turns guys like us on. Another time another place it might have been a wonderful opportunity to explore some other areas of our relationship."
"Really? That's so cool. Well, maybe we we'll get lucky again and have a teenager fall out of the sky and into our bed," he laughed.
"Funny, well there's always Zeke," I teased, "If George leaves anything after their first date."
"Against company policy to fraternize with employees," he reminded me.
"Damn, I guess we're done then," I joked.
"We're married...sort of..big difference."
"Ha, married, that'll be the day. Think the heteros will ever allow that?"
"Who knows, we've come a long way...maybe some day."
"Yeah, well...I doubt either of us will live to see that day."
"Sometimes I get angry..you know, thinking about how gays are treated...like we're some second class citizens or worse the spawn of Satan."
"Calm down love, not everyone thinks that way. The world is changing fast, soon being gay will be as accepted as...being black."
"Imagine being black and gay?" I laughed.
"Mmmm..I love black guys," Mark said squeezed my leg suggestively.
"OH? And how many have you been with?"
"Only a couple, but both were awesome. One had ten inches, I shit you not. The other was not as big, but he sure knew how to use what he had....hmmm.."
"I'll keep that in mind while shopping for our teenager, maybe a black one," I teased.
"Stop, you're getting me excited. We may have to slip off to the boy's room and do the dirty if you don't stop it."
"Maybe later, don't want to leave the boys unsupervised."
By lunch time the boys had rode a half dozen rides and were starved. We ate overpriced burgers and greasy fries and had ice cream for dessert, then the boys went back to their ride marathon while Mark and I played some impossible to win games, but I actually won a Teddy Bear.
"Wow, that's pretty cool dad," Cody said grabbing my bear lustfully.
"Huh uh, it's mine," I said snatching it back from him.
"No fair," he pouted.
"Well...I might let you sleep with him once in a while if you won't do naughty thing to him," I teased.
"Like what, poke him with my penis?" Cody giggled.
Kyle was giggling too, but Trey was red faced and pretending not to hear.
"Yeah, I'll be checking him for holes in the crotch area."
"Oh, dad why would I want a stuffed animal to use when I have real live boys," he said causing even me to blush.
"Too much information," I said holding my hands over my ears.
"Hey, want to try to win some stuff guys?" Cody said changing gears, "Can we dad?"
"Sure," I said digging out a twenty and handing it to him, "Share it, okay?"
"I have my own money...Rob," Trey said smiling, "but thanks."
"Okay, guys go for it then. Mr. Bear and I are going to sit right over here and wait for you."
Mark went off with the boys leaving me to myself and I did a little people watching, one of my favorite sports.
A group of young boys caught my attention after a few minutes. The leader seemed to be a dark haired boy with fly away hair and sunglasses. The other boys, three of them, seemed to be hanging on his every word and following him like puppies. One boy, a blond, reminded me of that kid from Who's The Boss and even acted a little effeminate like that kid did. A red head and a Hispanic looking boy with black curly hair rounded out the entourage and I must admit they were all sexy looking boys.
I guessed their ages to be somewhere between 13 and 15 because they all had the swagger that boys in early puberty have. The leader was especially macho looking and I thought I detected a little light mustache on his upper lip. Their baggy jeans made it hard to tell what they were packing but that only added to their mystery.
Blondie was picking at his butt at one point and I wondered if maybe he had an itch back there or was maybe leaking someone's jizz. I made up names for them out of boredom. The leader was Jake, the blond Ronnie, the red head Freddie and the Hispanic boy Miguel. I imagined they were all good buddies and slept over at each other's houses and played around every chance they got. Before long I was fantasizing about what they did together and my cock was rock hard. I hid it with the teddy and sighed.
Pretty soon the boys headed toward the bathrooms and it was all I could do not to follow them. Mark came over after a few minutes and sat down and looked at me curiously.
"Are you oogling those boys over there?" he chuckled.
"Guilty as charged. I even gave them names and imaginary sexcapades. I'm bored and horny as you can see."
"They are cute, the blond looks like he could take the other three on in bed." he chuckled.
"Yeah, I noticed. Looks like the kid from Who's The Boss...what was his name?"
"Jonathan, I loved the show and he was my favorite character."
"Hmm...wonder why?" I teased.
"Busted, I had a crush on him for sure."
"Well, we all have our little crushes, mine was Kurt Russell, of course I was a kid then too."
"Yeah, he was a cute kid and a hot looking guy."
"Yeah, my favorite role was when he was that jungle boy on Gilligan's Island," I said sighing.
He chuckled, "The boys didn't win anything so now they want to ride some more stuff. I told them to come get us when they're ready to move on."
"Ugh, I'm exhausted. Who knew dragging three kids around could be so tiring?"
"More like they dragged us around," he reminded me, "but truthfully this has been fun for me."
"Oh, me too, I'm just kidding. I love being with you and the boys. I...I'm gonna miss Trey too. I see what you mean about him growing on you."
"Yeah, well...I was thinking maybe we could take him out to dinner before we left for home."
"Well, that would put us getting home kind of late...like eleven or so. Hey, I have an idea. What if we stayed over one more night and went back first thing tomorrow? Trey could even spend the night again..if he wanted to."
"Hey, that works for me. I bet we can get a room at the same motel, but if not there are plenty of others near here."
We spent the rest of the day watching the boys and even rode a few milder rides ourselves but by five everyone was ready to call it a day. The boys were thrilled that we'd be spending another night in town and convinced Trey to stay over with us. It didn't take much convincing, but this time we did things a little differently. Instead of a single room with two beds we rented a suite with two bedrooms, a small kitchenette and living area. That way the boys would have their privacy and best of all, so would Mark and I. There was only one bathroom but it connected the two bedrooms for easy access from both.
The suite was actually only a few dollars more than the motel room we'd booked but was located a mile or so down the road which was no big deal. Instead of going out for dinner we ordered Pizza Hut pizza and stayed in. We'd brought an ice chest stocked with sodas and beer as well as some snack food so there was really no reason to go out at all.
We ate our pizza and watched a movie on cable but the boys wanted to do something different so we wound up playing cards. I had a couple of decks in my suitcase and we played rummy and war and poker until the boys announced they were ready for bed. I insisted the boys take showers and by the time everyone was done it was after ten.
We kissed the boys goodnight and even hugged Trey, who accepted our show of affection eagerly, and headed off to our room and some fun time. I closed and locked the door behind me and we got naked quickly and fell into bed.
We kissed and made out for a long time, enjoying the freedom to take our time and do things right, but soon we were too worked up to wait any longer. Swinging around into a 69 position I took Mark's cock into my mouth and began working it slowly and wetly as he did the same to mine.
We fondled each other's balls and asses and soon we were getting very close to coming. I pushed Mark off when I was too close and coaxed him onto his back with legs held high and entered him quickly.
I let my cock sink in then just stayed there as I enjoyed the feeling of his tight hot hole surrounding me. I fucked him slowly but was in no hurry to come anytime soon. It felt so good to be able to make love without fear of interruption and to know we could take our time and I was in no hurry.
After a few minutes we switched and Mark fucked me for a while but so far neither of us had orgasmed yet. I mounted Mark again, this time as he lay on his stomach and entered him slowly then laid on top of him and moved my hips in a circular motion teasing both of us with the exquisiteness of a slow fuck and Mark sighed softly.
"You feel so good inside me."
"Mmmm...yeah, well you feel pretty good around me," I chuckled.
"I wish we could fuck all night long."
"No reason we can't, or at least till one of us passes out."
"Hmmm...I love you so much," he said sounding very emotional.
"I know," I smarted off, "and I love you very much too."
We didn't talk again till I had busted my first nut and then it was Mark's turn. He preferred doggie style so I got up on all fours and gave him what he craved. He didn't last as long as I did and when he came he flooded my ass with his hot man juice until it was running down my leg.
"Oh, dear...so much," I giggled, "I better go get rid of some of this before we ruin the motel's sheets."
Mark looked half asleep as when I left him but I knew he's be up for more once he rested a bit. I closed the door to the bathroom behind me and sat on the toilet and peed and emptied my bowels of Mark's huge load then wiped and ran a basin of water to wash up a bit.
I had just finished washing up when the door from the boys' room opened and in walked Trey. He took one look at me and blushed, but he didn't offer to go, in fact he closed the door behind him and leaned against it.
He was dressed only in his undies and I noticed there was a slight bulge in them.
"Hi, had to pee," he said oogling my naked body.
Against my will my cock began to rise until it stood fully hard, the flared purple head peeking form beneath the foreskin.
"Be my guest," I said draining the water from the basin and hanging the washcloth up. I had yet to dry, but at this point it seemed unimportant.
He took his place at the toilet and hauled out his cock and began pissing a long yellow stream. It splashed noisily for what seemed like several minutes then I could see his actions from behind as he shook off the last few drops.
His ass was magnificent clad in his skimpy briefs and my cock throbbed as I tried to decided whether to grab it or take off running. Suddenly he turned, his lovely hard cock in his hand and gave me a nervous smile.
"So, did you guys have fun?"
"Yeah, we did," I said staring openly as his cock, "Did you?"
"Naw, not yet, but your kid is pretty horny. He practically raped me last night," he chuckled.
"What, no..not my boy," I pretended to be shocked.
"Yeah, he's pretty horny for a kid his age. I guess that comes from being around two hot dudes like you and Mark."
"I guess, so....what exactly did he do to you last night?" I asked curiously.
He gave me a quick rundown then giggled, "He knew I was awake I guess and he just went for it."
"Was it good?"
"What? Yeah, it was awesome. He's amazing. I mean I know he's your kid and all and you might not like to think of him that way, but he's really a sexy dude and he knows what he's doing."
I nodded, "I know and I worry about him sometimes. I mean if he got with the wrong guy...it could be bad."
"Nah, that won't happen. He's careful too and you watch out for him..I can tell. I mean you wouldn't have let me sleep with him if you were afraid I'd hurt him or anything."
"Sometimes I think I'm not a very good dad. I mean I should be sheltering him from sex, not setting him up for it."
"Ha, like you could stop him if he wanted it bad enough. It's like he's in heat or something. I mean I was just like him when I was his age. I took my first dick up the ass when I turned 12. It hurt like a son of a bitch too, but I was addicted after that."
"I'm hoping he waits a few more years for that," I sighed, "but like you said, I can't stop him if he gets the urge."
"I could take care of that for you," Trey offered, "I know how to break in a virgin, then he'd be good next time."
"Thanks, but I'd rather it be someone closer to his own age."
"Sure, so....is your boyfriend asleep?"
"No, just resting. He's probably wondering where I am."
"What if we surprised him? Cody and Kyle are asleep. They'd never miss me...."
I was about to come up with some brilliant reason why that wasn't a good idea when the the door opened and Mark walked in. He took one look at our erections and licked his lips.
"So...is this a private party or am I invited?" he chuckled.
"I was just trying to get Rob to let me join you guys. What do you say, are you guys up for it?"
I looked at Mark and the look in his eyes said it all. His cock had gone hard as soon as he walked in and I swear he was drooling. How could I fight that? I'd told him I was all for us fulfilling his fantasy but now I wasn't so sure. Was I jealous, or just scared of what this might mean to our relationship?"
"Hey, no one ever called me a party pooper, if you're down with it so am I, but we'll have to hurry. I don't want the boys waking up and figuring things out."
"Really? You mean it?" Trey asked excitedly.
"You sure this is what you want?" I asked turning to Mark.
"If you do," he said giving me those puppy dog eyes that I couldn't resist from the men I loved.
"Then, let's get this show on the road."
How do you write about sex with a horny 17 year old boy. I mean I thought Mark and I had some wild times, but that kid gave sex a whole new meaning. His body was amazing and his stamina....well, that of a teenager. He was one of those boys who could come and then keep on going till he came again. I counted five times, but of course by the end he was almost dry.
I guess the most memorable event of that evening was when Trey was on all fours, my dick in his mouth and Mark pounding his hot teenage ass for all it was worth. I was surprised that I felt no jealousy or fear as we played that night and even when we were spent and piled up together kissing and nuzzling each other I felt only contentment and love.
"That was amazing," Mark said leaning across Trey who was between us and kissing me.
"You guys are hot," Trey said grinning, "Too bad we don't live in the same town."
"You could come visit us," I suggested feeling almost euphoric.
"Yeah, right," Trey said sarcastically, "I'll just jump in my car and motor on down there to wherever it is you guys live."
"It's only four hours away....you could take the bus."
"Naw, this is pretty much a one time thing," he said softly, "but it was nice."
"Yeah, it was." I sighed, "but I'm beat and you should get back to bed before the boys miss you."
"Yeah, okay. Can I have a kiss first?" Trey said grinning.
I giggled as I leaned in and kissed him, then Mark kissed him and well...one thing led to another and pretty soon Mark and I were bringing Trey to another spectacular orgasm. This time we tag teamed his hard teenage dick and licked it till he nutted and then shared the little bit of nut nectar that he was able to produce. I swear he was limping as he scampered back to his room, his underwear riding up in his sweet crack.
When he was gone Mark smiled and leaned in to kiss me again, "That was amazing. Thank you so much for doing that for me."
"Well, in case you didn't notice I sort of enjoyed it too," I chuckled.
"Yeah, but I know you did it mostly for me and I won't forge it. I'm not sure I'd want to make a habit out of it, but once or twice in a lifetime is nice."
"So, now that you've had boy ass will you still find mine as sweet?"
"What? Yes, I love you so much and I love all of you...ass and all. I would never let anything come between us and I hope you feel the same."
"I do. I've never felt this way about anyone before. It's like...like I've waited my whole life for you to come along and I'm not sure I could ever feel this way again about anyone else. You're that one in a million," I said leaning in a kissing him wetly.
"Well, then let's keep this relationship going forever. This is the happiest I've ever been in my adult life. Even when I was married and Kyle came along, and I was pretty happy then, but it doesn't even come close to this."
"Well, as much as I'd love to talk all night, my eyelids are drooping. That kid wore me out," I laughed.
"Oh God, me too. I would never survive if I had to keep up with someone like that on a regular basis."
"Well, we do okay..for old guys, but I get what you mean. Goodnight baby."
"Night sweet cheeks," he said spooning up to my behind.
I missed Trey right away. I wanted to mess around but when I woke up he was gone. At first I figured he was just in the bathroom but after fifteen minutes I figured things out. It all made sense now. Dad and Mark wanted to sex up Trey and that was why they brought him along. At first I was sort of weirded out. Did it mean Mark and my dad didn't love each other as much and needed something...well..different or someone younger?
Then I got to thinking about things. Just because they had sex with someone else didn't mean they didn't love each other any more, it just meant they wanted to share something different and in this case, hot. I guess I was jealous more than bothered by it. I wanted to crash in there and join them or at least watch, but all I could do was lay there and wait.
I was so freaking horny by the time Trey finally came back that I wanted to jump on him as soon as he crawled back into bed. Instead I pretended to be asleep until he was settled in. I could smell the sex on him and my dick was throbbing in my shorts. I knew that smell was all three of them mixed together, cum and sweat and slobbers and that was all I could take.
I rolled over and grabbed onto Trey's cock and just held it. He cringed and made a little umph sound then whispered to take it easy, that he was sore.
"I bet, how many times did you come with dad and Mark?" I said letting him know I was no dummy.
"Five I think, that last one caught me off guard."
Well at least he wasn't denying it. "I'll let it rest if you let me fuck you," I couldn't believe I was saying that. Suddenly I was not only horny but mean.
"Whoa, you even done that before?"
"Sure with my friend Ricky. If he can take it you should be able to."
"Look, it's not that I don't want you to, but unless you got a rubber I can't risk it. Your dad would kill me if you caught anything."
"Uh, like what?" I asked all innocent like. Dad and I had the sex talk, but not much about the risks.
He was quiet for a minute then he started speaking really low and he sounded sad. "I...do stuff for money...with men and some of them don't use protection. I get tested regularly...but I can't risk it...not with you. I'm sorry."
"Oh," I said feeling totally stupid, "Uh, that's okay."
"But, I can suck you off like last night, that's safe."
My dick had wilted a little but his hand was on it now and it jumped back up to it's full size pretty fast. Hey, head was cool.
"Okay, that works. Umm...sorry about what I said, I didn't know."
"Hey, it's okay. I know you probably think I'm scum or bad or something, but I'm not...it's just how I have to survive."
"No, I don't think that. I know it's not your fault. Hey, you don't have to...." but he was already licking my dick and my dick won that battle.
I laid back and enjoyed his work and I thought about how it must feel for those men who paid him. He was good at what he did and I was sure a lot of men wanted him. He was sexy and cute and he made me feel really good, but I felt so sorry for him. Not so sorry that I didn't get my nut and it was a good one. I splattered my baby makers in his mouth and he gobbled them all down and smacked his lips.
"God you taste good, not like men. Most of them are bitter or sour tasting, but you're sweet. I could eat your jizz all day."
I giggled, "Well, I don't think I could make enough to feed you, but I'd try."
"Hey, what are you guys doing?" It was Kyle and he knew what we were doing cause he'd seen a dick in a mouth before. Namely mine in his and his in mine.
"Getting my nut, you horny?"
"Uh huh," he said sounding embarrassed.
"He don't come yet, but he's got a nice one."
"Would you like for me to suck you?" Trey asked sounding excited.
"Okay," Kyle said shyly.
I swapped places with Trey and he started pulling off Kyle's undies. When he had him naked I figured he's just go for his dick and suck it, but instead he started kissing and licking Kyle all over and I guess Kyle liked it cause he was moaning a little.
"Help me out?" Trey mumbled as he licked Kyle's marbles.
I liked sucking Kyle, but I'd never really touched his body that much..not until the night anyway. I started rubbing his feet first and although he was a little ticklish at first he soon got used to it and I think he liked it. I rubbed them for a long time while Trey worked on his other parts and then Trey told me to lay down on the other side of Kyle.
The two of us licked Kyle's dick like that, one of us on each side that the poor kid was squirming and moaning something fierce....he he. I knew how good that felt but I didn't think he could come that way. One of us was going to have to put our mouth on that thing, and Trey was first.
He sucked on Kyle for a little bit then grabbed his dick and pushed it my way and I sucked it for a while then passed it back to him. We kept that up for a while, but eventually Kyle couldn't stand it anymore and he grabbed Trey's hair and jammed his 3 incher all the way in and cried out as his dry come hit him.
His toes curled and he moaned and thrashed around for a few minutes as Kyle held his dick in his mouth and then he just fell back on the bed and passed out. I laughed at him, but I knew how he felt. Nothing like a good blow job to relax a guy.
"You killed him," I teased, "How will we explain it to his dad," I added tragically.
Kyle giggled, but didn't move and Trey just clucked, "Too bad, what a way to go. I guess he died happy."
"So I guess we might as well use him anyway we want," I said grabbing his arms and trying to roll him over.
He came alive then and fought me, "Uh uh, you aint fucking me," Kyle said struggling to sit up, "My poop hole is for pooping only."
I laughed, we'd talked about this before and he was dead set against trying it, but that was okay, I wasn't worried about it. Someday he'd give in and I'd show him how to do it right.
"Umm...I'm tired guys. I'm gonna go to sleep. You guys can work this out on your own," Trey said yawning.
He fell down beside me and I handed Kyle his undies and he slipped them back on. I laid down between them and pretty soon Trey snuggled up to me and sighed.
"Thanks," he said softly.
"Uh...welcome, but what did I do?"
"You accepted me as I am," he said sadly, "and you made me feel good."
"It's okay, I like you...so does Kyle and our dads."
"Yeah, your dads are great. You guys are lucky. My dad was a real asshole. He used to beat me and when he found out I liked boys instead of girls he beat me so bad I was passed out for day. When I woke up I was outside and all my stuff was laying out there with me. I took what I could carry and I left and I aint seen him since."
"What about your mom?"
"Aint got no mom, she died when I was seven. All my life I aint really had anyone to look out for me so it was easy to live on my own."
"How long ago was that?"
"Two years ago, I was 15 then. I started hustling that very next night and been doing it ever since. Next year when I turn 18 I'll get a regular job though and a car and quit all that."
"I wish you could stop doing it now."
"It's not so bad. I like it most of the time. I love sex, and I get paid for it. What could be better?"
"I guess, but I wouldn't like doing stuff with fat old men."
"Yeah, that sucks, but sometimes they're the nicest ones. They treat me nice and pay me good and sometimes they only want to get me off."
I couldn't imagine doing that stuff with men, not even for money, but I was tired and soon our talking trailed off and we slept.
"We overslept!" I yelled as I tugged Mark out of bed, "We have to check out in an hour and we still need to shower and pack...."
"Relax, we can travel dirty if we have to and packing is easy enough. Go wake the boys and I'll pee and start gathering up our stuff."
The boys were already awake and stirring. Cody was in the bathroom and Trey was already dressed. Kyle sleeps hard but he wakes up perky and he was little Mr. Sunshine.
"Good morning Rob. I'm hungry. Are we gonna go eat soon?"
"As soon as we get dressed and check out. We slept too late to get showers but we can shower when we get home."
"I already took one," Trey said flipping through the cable channels.
"We'll drop you off after we eat if that's okay."
"Yeah, fine...one last meal," he said sounding sad.
I frowned, "We had a good time. I'm glad you came with us," I said then the events of last night rushed back over me and I blushed, "We should keep in touch..."
"Sure, but I don't have a phone. We could write I guess....but I never know how long I'll be at one place. I've moved three times this year already."
"There's pay phones and we'd gladly accept the charges if you wanted to call us. I'll give you our address and phone number before we leave."
He nodded, but I could tell he was convinced that he would never see or hear from us again. Mark appeared looking refreshed and carrying our two bags. He sat them down and fell onto the couch.
I took my turn in the bathroom and got put on the clothes Mark had laid out for me and by the time I rejoined the others we were all ready to go.
We ate breakfast at Dennys and on the back of a business card I wrote our address and phone number and handed it to Trey. He looked a little surprised but smiled as he pocketed it.
His apartment was near the restaurant where we'd first met him and as I let him off at the corner I realized how attached I'm become to him. The apartment complex was small and run down and not the kind of place I'd want to be near after dark, but I supposed it was perfect for a hustler like Trey. He probably slept by day and tricked by night and suddenly the reality of his life began to crush my chest like a giant hand.
"Trey, if you don't have any plans....." I said without checking with anyone, but somehow knowing I spoke for them all, "why don't you grab a few things and come visit us for a while?"
His mouth fell open and tears appeared in his eyes. He looked around and saw Mark smiling and the boys excitedly waiting for his answer and he lost it. I pulled him into my arms just as the tears began and the sobs wracked his body. I managed to get him back inside the car and between Mark and I in the front seat and the two of us comforted him as the boys patted him from the back seat.
"No one has....has...ever been nice to me...not like this...I mean not unless they wanted something.." he sniffed.
"Then you're due some kindness. What do you say, are you up for a little visit? I can drive you back when you get tired of us."
His voice cracked as he shook his head in agreement, "Okay, but I can't stay long. I have a life you know."
We all laughed even Trey, then he got his things and we drove home.
End of Part One
I discovered this story shortly after I wrapped up the last of my series Sudden Family. It was a short story that I wrote a while back, but I didn't like the ending so I decided to add to it. As usual what started out to be a short story has suddenly snowballed into a rather lengthy story and it's still not finished so I have decided to post it in two parts. Above is part one.
Though fiction, this story is based on a "what if" from my own life. I was that young gay man in the bar that night and Bobbie was a real girl (though I do not remember her real name) who tempted me with the idea of finding out what being with a girl felt like. Unfortunately I didn't take her up on that offer, but what if I had? What if she had gotten pregnant and ten years later we ran into each other? That's the basis of the story, but of course all the rest is fiction.
In part two I will explore the relationship between Mark and Rob and Trey and delve into Cody's sex life a bit further. Though there will be no incest in this story, there will be some sexual tension between father and son.
I hope you enjoy what I have written so far and I welcome your thoughts and comments. I hope to wrap up the story in a few weeks with part two, but there is a lot going on in my life right now so I'm not putting out copy like I usually do.
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* Denotes Series, rest are short stories