Date: Sun, 17 Oct 2010 23:12:30 -0500 From: Justin Melikes Subject: Mike And Me - The Story Of A Single Gay Father - Chapter 2 Mike and Me The Story Of A Single Gay Father Chapter 2 This material, as is all of my works, copy right protected. This story may NOT be sold, copied, or added to any collection without the express written consent of the author. Any and all copy right infringements will be perused to the full extent of the law. All of the usual disclaimers apply to this story. This is a work of fiction, it does portray consenting sexual acts between a teen boy and an adult man. If this is upsetting to you please stop here. If you are not of legal age in your country please close this page. Please feel free to send me an email with your feelings on the story, good or bad, I welcome all comments! justinmelikes@gmail.com. I would like to thank each and every one of you that wrote to me proclaiming your enjoyment of the story thus far. I tried very hard to respond to each and every email, but if by some chance I missed one please accept my most sincere apologies. Now, on to the next installment of Mike and Me – The Story Of A Single Gay Father My dad sat up on the edge of the sofa. "Son, tell you what we all need to do, we all need time to think about this, you more than any of us, this decision will affect you for the rest of your life, which ever decision you make. Let's all get some rest; we will talk about this more in the morning. Your mother and I have cleared our schedules for tomorrow, so we have all day to talk about it." He was looking at me, waiting for my response. "You're right dad, I need time to think about this, it's been a rather disturbing day, and I am exhausted." I got up and walked over to give them both a hug and kiss then headed towards the stairs and the promised sanctuary of my childhood room. I walked into the familiar room, even when things are bad this place always has a calming effect on me, it is the one place that allows for time to think, to get my head straight, the one place in my life that is ever unchanging. I heard footsteps behind me and knew who it was before I even turned to look, I knew that Aaron would be unable to just let this go, he would want to know what was going on, he would want to hear that I wasn't telling my parents. Aaron and I had always been very close, closer even than most brothers, we were not only brothers but also best friends. When he came out I was the first person he told, he actually held my hand while he came out to our parents. I still don't understand why he was so scared to tell them, I had came out to them years before and they were totally accepting of it, of me, but he was terrified to tell them, so we did it together. "Sup baby brother?" I was standing facing him in the door way. It always astonished me how fast he was growing, every time I came home it was if he was a new person. I must say, he was turning into a very good looking young man, he would certainly make some lucky boy very happy one day. "Sup? You tell me. My big brother knocked up some chick? I would be ok with this if not for the fact that MY big brother is GAY!" I couldn't decide if he was mad or just upset at the thought I might have been hiding something from him. "Calm down Aaron. It was a onetime thing, I might add that I was very drunk and you know what happens when I drink! She was the one and only chick I've ever been with, and she will be the last, I am gay lil bro, now sit down and let's talk." I took his hand and led him the sofa. "I don't know what to say Dave, like your gonna be a father! that means I'm gonna be an uncle!" He was looking down at the floor, clearly trying to make sense of this. "Yes, and yes...It seems I am indeed going to be a father, and you will be an uncle, if we decide to keep the baby. She wants to abort it." I stopped, letting him grasp what was being said. "That's wrong Dave, I mean like I know it's not my place to say it, but it's like you can't just let her kill your baby." I could see tears rolling down his face, he has always been a very emotional boy, it's a good thing our father was not one of those that tried to teach us to be "boys" and not let our emotions show, he would have exploded by now. I reached for him and pulled him in close. "Sweetie, nothing has been decided yet, I told her that we would talk again in a few days. I'm still trying to wrap my head around this, but I will say that at this point I don't want her to abort the baby." He gave him a kiss on his forehead, he always looked so vulnerable when he was upset like this. He sat, wiped the tears away and looked me in the eyes. "I trust you Dave, you will do the right thing, you always do." He hugged me tight. Then sitting up again he said. "Now, tell me, how was it? Like you actually put your peen in a vag? That's possibly the grossest thing I can imagine!" he was giggling now, this told me that he had processed it all and would now wait for the final decision before making further comments about it. "Trust me, don't ever try it! It was every bit as gross as we always thought it would be, and like I thought I was gonna have to wash my peener with an S.O.S. pad the next morning to get the smell off of it! I was gagging the whole time I was peeing!" We were both laughing our asses off. "I'm so never going there, like totally yucky!" He got up and headed for the door, he was satisfied for the night. "Time for me to get to bed, I have training in the morning early, promise me you won't leave without saying good bye?" "Pinky swear lil man, I'll be here when you get home, I'm not leaving until Sunday." With that he walked out, closing the door behind him. Alone again, I lay on the sofa staring up at the ceiling, when I was a kid my mom had a local artist come in and paint the universe on the ceiling, when the lights were off there were tiny little lights that lit up the constellations and in the middle was the sun, with a yellow light that pulsed, I smiled. I can't even tell you how many hours I had laid awake at night just staring at the ceiling, it was fascinating to say the least. I got up and made my way to the bathroom to get a shower, knowing I was the only one in the room I didn't bother to bring any clothes with me, I never wore clothing to bed, even as a child my Mom say's I would never leave my `jammies' on at night, I just can't stand the restriction of clothing when I'm sleeping. The shower felt good, there is nothing like a nice hot shower to wash the day away, stepping out of the shower I grabbed the towel I had placed on the vanity and started drying myself off. I hadn't heard the door open, so you can imagine my surprise when I walked out of the bathroom nude to find a guy sitting on the edge of my bed, I jumped and screamed. "FUCK Jon!" Walking toward him. "You scared the shit outta me! How did you get in?" I was sure my parents were in bed, and it was too late for him to just come knocking on the door. He held up a key and shook it, I should explain, I have a balcony off of my bedroom and there is a set of stairs going down to the pool area, he has had a key to the door since we were kids, and I had forgotten he had it. "Sorry sweetie, Lisa told me you headed home early today but she didn't know why, and knowing that you cut classes today I figured it was pretty important, so when I got done with class I headed back here to make sure you are ok." It was more of a question than statement, he opened his arms and I willingly walked into them. I have no idea how he always knows when I need him, but since that horrible day that James was taken from me he has always known when I needed him, and he was always there. He hugged me close to him, rubbing my back letting me know that he was there for whatever I needed from him. I broke down and started to cry, I sat down next to him, he stretched out on the bed and pulled me down with him, my head on his chest I gave in to my emotions. "It's ok baby, let it out, don't hold it in, give it all to me." He was stroking my back and my hair. I could hear his heart beat; it was soothing and made me feel safe, I knew I was safe in his arms, he wouldn't let anything bad come to me while he was around. Back in control of my emotions I sat up on my elbow to look into his eyes. I told him the whole story, everything, every detail, I knew that he would not judge me in any way, he would help me figure out what to do. "Jon, I don't know what to do. I know what my heart tells me to do, but it's not practical, how can I finish school and raise a kid? But I'm not sure I can let her abort it either, this might be my one and only chance to have a kid of my own, I'm so confused." "Sweetie, when the time comes to make the decision you will know what is right, and you will do what is right for you. But if you should decide to raise your child you know I'm with you all the way, and I'll do anything I can to help you." I knew beyond doubt that he meant every word of that, he would be at my side no matter what I decided. I needed him, I needed all of him, I leaned in and kissed him, he parted his lips to allow me to give a deep passionate kiss. After James' death Jon had been the first person I had sex with, and he had always been there for me, always there when I needed him, no matter what. I felt his hand wrap around my already hard cock, he knew what I needed, and was ready to give it to me. I let my hand work its way down to the top of his shorts, with one motion I had them unbuttoned and his zipper down and my hand grasping his beautiful cock, he was hard as well. He broke the kiss, got up and took off his clothes, he turned off the light and got back in bed, laying on top of me, kissing me again and slowly stroking my cock, I was also stroking his as he was grinding into me. He worked his way down then swallowed my cock. "Yes! Please Jon!" with my cock down his throat he was cupping my balls and rubbing my hole, I was moaning so loud I was sure that Aaron would come to check on me at any second. I twisted around so that we were in a 69 position, I need to taste him, to have him, I took his cock into my mouth and let it slide down my throat, I could feel him moan onto my cock, I was hot, I was ready, and so was he. He pulled off and positioned himself between my legs, he also always knew when I needed to bottom and when I needed to top, he raised my legs onto his shoulders. "OMG Jon, please take me, I need you baby, I need it, please give it to me." I pulled myself toward his cock and felt it at my hole, I took a deep breath and pulled him in, all the way in, I needed it. That moment of pain was exquisite, It was pleasure in it's own right, I needed him, all of him. Slowly he started to move in and out of me hitting my spot with every thrust, I was screaming and moaning, digging my nails into his back, my legs pushed up so far he could lean in and kiss me. "Is this what my baby needs?" "Yes!! Do it!! Fuck me baby, please give it all to me." I was in heaven, I loved how he felt inside me, he knew just how to give it to me perfectly, it didn't take long of the assault on my prostate until I felt that feeling down in my nuts, I knew I was about to cum, but I also knew this was just the first of at least 3 before he was done, he would give me every ounce of energy he had, and he would continue until he knew I was completely satisfied. "I'M CUMMING!!!!!!" I screamed through clenched teeth, with that he started driving it in harder and faster to make sure I had the most incredible orgasm. "Me too baby!!!!" I felt him filling me with his love. That made me cum again. "OMG Jon, do it!!" He was power fucking me, deep, hard, fast, taking me over the edge, to the point of no return, I was lost in him, lost in this moment. He collapsed on top of me, still inside me, I could feel his cock twitching and jerking, I love that feeling, that feeling of knowing that I made him cum, I made him feel good, I made his cock do this. "I love you Jon, so much, you know that right?" "Of course I do baby, of course I do." He kissed me and started to slowly move in and out of me again, I loved it, he rolled us onto our side, so he was spooning me from behind and started to slowly make love to me again. I laid back and just let myself go, let myself get lost in the moment, let myself get lost in the pleasure, leaving the pain and confusion behind, if only for a while. Once again I was in orgasmic bliss, and once again I could feel his love flowing into me. We woke up at 8AM the next morning when my mom came in to wake me for breakfast, she was not at all surprised to see Jon there in bed with me, I think if she told the truth she would have been more surprised if he hadn't been there. "Time for you boys to get up, breakfast is almost ready." When I looked up she was smiling at me. "You're father and Aaron are already down stairs, get a shower and come down, you have about twenty minutes." She turned and walked out of my room closing the door once again. I know that most people would freak at the idea of their mom walking in and finding you in bed with another boy, nude no less, but my parents and myself had long ago grew accustomed to it, they used to come to wake James and I up every day, so it was no big deal. We got up and got a shower, then made our way down to family breakfast, we walked into the breakfast room to find the family smiling and waiting. After breakfast my dad gently indicated that Jon and Aaron should find something to occupy themselves for a while so he, mom and I could have a little talk.