Date: Sun, 25 Mar 2007 15:14:14 -0700 (PDT)
From: Chubby Cam Boi <chubby_cam_boi@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Son's Best Friend - Part One

"How's the studying coming guys? " Robert Sullivan asked as he passed by
his son's bedroom. He leaned against the door frame of his sixteen year
olds room which had been painted a bright blue ever since he was a kid.

Robert Junior, or Bobby as they'd always called him, looked up from his
World History book and rolled his eyes in disgust.

"We're never going to pass this test. " He said looking back down at the
textbook.

"Not with that attitude. " Robert said. He always hated the lack of
confidence that his oldest child didn't seem to have. He was nothing like
his father at that age and that worried Robert as the boy got older and
never appeared to have an interest in anything aside from the Playstation .

"And what about you Shawn? Are you going to pass with flying colors? "
Robert asked the young man lying next to his son on the full sized bed.

"We'll do fine, we always do. " The blonde teenager replied with a
grin. Robert smiled back at Shawn Fayette, Bobby's best friend since grade
school and resident partner in crime. The two boys had been inseparable
ever since they had met at a company picnic nearly ten years ago. Robert
worked in the same advertising department with Shawn's mother Amy but they
had never socialized outside work until their children had met and become
friends. Now though, Robert and his wife Jean and the Fayettes were quiet
close and Robert and Shawn's father George were golfing buddies.

Shawn had his mother's good looks and his father's intellect which made him
a high school star. Robert always wanted Bobby to be more like Shawn,
confident and accomplished with a sense of who he was and what he wanted,
but alas Bobby was more like his mother, needy and dependent.

"Did you remember to get your sister some construction paper for her art
project? " Robert asked his son.

"Crap, I forgot Dad. " Bobby said with a sigh.

"Now you promised her that you would get it for her since she had ballet
practice this afternoon. " Robert said sternly hoping to catch any sign of
responsibility in his son.

"She can just use something around here, it's just a stupid art project,
she's only in the forth grade, it won't kill her GPA or anything. " Bobby
said with arrogance.

"Fine, but you get to tell her then. I'm not taking up for you son. "
Robert said. He felt the tension coming on and decided it was best to not
pick a fight with Bobby since it was like talking to a brick wall. He'd
learned this over the teenage years with his son and had not yet won an
argument with his namesake.

Robert turned to leave but noticed Shawn giving Bobby a subtle kick as if
to tell him to cool it. Robert smiled to himself and was thankful that
Bobby would listen to someone, even if it wasn't his parents.

Ten minutes later found Robert at his desk in the study on the second floor
of their house. He had to finish up a proposal for a company looking to
advertise their product with his firm on the following Monday and he was no
where near where he should be on the project. He blamed all the drama with
his wife Jean over the past few weeks, her mother had been in the hospital
after she had fell and broke a hip and Jean was back and forth all the time
and Robert had been trying to make sure to take care of the kids and his
job at the same time.

Jean was a good housekeeper and a stay at home mother and the past twenty
years with her had been nothing short of simple. They had a good plan and
it had always worked for them, he brought home the money and she was in
charge of the household and raising the children which she was good
at. She'd never complained and they had a very easy going relationship
although the romance had gone south shortly after their ten year old
daughter had been born. Jean was never in the mood and Robert wasn't up for
any grand gestures. Somewhere over the years they had slipped into this
routine of basically just being friends, but wasn't that what marriages
always did?

Robert had taken to playing golf with George Fayette and then going to the
gym in the evenings to let out his stress on the exercise machines. He was
nearing forty five and in the best shape of his life and yet his wife never
noticed, she would occasionally remark about him going down in pant sizes
but that was about it.

Whereas Robert tried to stay fit as he grew older, Jean seemed to enjoy the
extra pounds she had gained along the years. She certainly wasn't
overweight, but the girlish figure that Robert used to love was gone and
had been seen since after Melanie was born.

In her youth, Jean had been a knockout, fiery red hair that was in curls
down to her shoulders, a knock out figure and a tight firm ass that Robert
couldn't keep his hands off. They had met during college and Jean was a
firecracker in bed and they had a fantastic time making love, but now it
was only every few months and she would just lay there while Robert tried
his best to get off.

Now with her mother's accident and hospital stay, Jean had been driving
back and forth to Denver every week and the house and the kids had been
left up to Robert. He had no idea how to be both mother and father to the
kids and he knew it wasn't going well but he had so much going on in his
life to keep up with everything.

"Are you busy? "

Robert was startled out of his thoughts as he heard the familiar young
voice from the doorway of the study. He looked up to see Shawn standing
there with his arms folded over his chest.

"Oh sorry Shawn, I guess I was daydreaming. " Robert said with a chuckle.
He leaned back in the computer chair and sat his hands in his lap as the
blonde teen walked into the room.

"That's okay Mr. Sullivan, I was just bored and thought I'd see what you
were doing. " Shawn said. He passed by the desk that Robert was sitting at
and gazed out the window behind them.

"Did you need something? " Robert asked. He looked out the window and saw
his son's car pulling out of the driveway.

"Actually I was going to ask you if you needed something. " Shawn said. He
turned to face Robert and lightly moved his hand onto the older man's
shoulder, letting it ghost down his arm.

"Is Bobby going to get the construction paper for Melanie? " Robert asked
feeling a bit flushed, a sudden rush of blood flowing through his body.

"He'll be gone for about a half hour, I told him it was important to not
let his sister down. " Shawn replied in a husky voice much deeper than his
normal tone. His hand slipped over Robert's fingers and then down into his
lap, rubbing across the growing bulge in his khakis.

"Good. " Robert said. He swiftly got up from the chair, grabbing the boy by
his shoulders and spinning him around so that he was bent over the wooden
desk. He pressed himself up against the tight teen ass through his jeans.

Shawn let out a soft moan and cleared the papers off the desk before him.

"I've been dreaming about fucking your cunt all day long Shawn. " Robert
whispered into the younger boy's right ear. He smelt in the scent of
Shawn's shampoo from his golden curls and felt his cock stiffen in his
pants.

"Me too Mr. Sullivan, I thought I would never get Bobby to leave. " Shawn
said. He moved his ass against Robert's crotch and felt his meat.

Robert reached under Shawn and unzipped his jeans, pulling them down to
reveal his nakedness.

"No underwear? " He asked in amusement.

"I figured we could save time. " Shawn said with a laugh.

"Good boy. " Robert replied. He ran a hand over the smooth bubble butt and
gave it a quick smack which made the teen nearly cum all over himself.

"Tell me you want this. " Robert demanded. He held the boy close with one
hand and removed his khaki trousers with the other. His eight inches of
daddy cock strained against his white briefs and he pulled them down from
the waistband, letting them slip down around his ankles with the pants.

"You know I want it Mr. Sullivan. " Shawn said, his young body aching to be
fucked. He squirmed beneath the older man.

"What did you call me? " Robert asked. He slapped his cock hard against
Shawn's firm buns.

"I want it. Daddy. " He replied breathlessly.

"That's a good pup. " Robert said.  He reached into the desk and pulled out
a condom and tore open the wrapping and then quickly rolled it down over
his pulsing fuck pole.

"Fuck me. " Shawn whimpered.

...

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