Date: Tue, 27 Mar 2007 16:22:15 -0700 (PDT)
From: Chubby Cam Boi <chubby_cam_boi@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Son's Best Friend - Part Two

"That was great Mr. Sullivan. " Shawn said as he stood up in front of
Robert. He bent down and picked up his jeans from the floor and slid them
up over his slender legs. Robert sighed and leaned back in his computer
chair, his body slick with sweat from the workout he'd just experienced
with the hot teen in front of him.

"That it was Shawn, that it was. " Robert said softly. He glanced down to
see his flaccid penis resting against his stomach. God it felt good deep
inside that boy cunt he thought.

"Looks like we finished just in time too. " Shawn said. He gestured towards
the window behind Robert and watched as Bobby's car pulled in the driveway.

"You better get back downstairs before he comes in. " Robert said. He
slipped his own khaki pants up onto his feet and pulled them up over his
nakedness.

"Catch you later Mr. Sullivan. " Shawn said with a devilish smile. He
quickly leaned down, stealing a kiss from Robert and then rushing out of
the small study.

Robert buttoned his pants and then tucked in his shirt and sat back down,
rubbing at his temples and trying to put together what he'd just done,
again.

It certainly wasn't the first time he'd fucked the hot young teenager and
it wouldn't be the last if he had things his way. It had been going on for
a few months now and Robert couldn't imagine a time in his life when he'd
been more conflicted, or more turned on for that matter.

Things had began roughly two months ago, something Robert never in a
million years expected or even wanted for that matter. He had always been
one hundred percent straight, never even fantasizing about another man in
his forty something years on this earth.  Truth be told he was pretty much
a pussy hound back in the day, sticking his dick into any girl that would
let him.

Robert had been a big man on campus in high school, playing both basketball
and football his senior year. He'd had his choice of any willing
cheerleader at the school and loved every minute of it. He went into
college and had a good time with several girls until he met Jean who
managed to snag him. He had been pretty faithful to Jean throughout all the
years aside from some mild flirtation with women at the office, including
Shawn's mother at times. It all seemed ironic that he used to fantasize
about fucking Amy Fayette over his desk after hours at the office and now
he was actually doing the same thing with her sixteen year old son.

Shawn Fayette had been a welcomed friend of the family for years and Robert
had never really thought about the young boy in any way other than how
anyone else would, he was his son's best friend and a nice boy as far as
Robert knew. He couldn't have asked for a better influence on Bobby and
really that was all that mattered to Robert.

He had been around Shawn since he was in grade school, hell he'd given
Shawn and Bobby a lecture about sex when he caught them watching one of his
porno videos once when they were eleven. He never forgot the terrified look
on the boy's faces when he caught them late one night watching Good Will
Humping in the den.

It all started in August, about two weeks before Shawn and Bobby entered
their sophomore year of high school. Jean and Amy Fayette were staying
overnight in the city doing some back to school shopping for the children
and Bobby was staying over at Shawn's house. Robert had the house to
himself seeing as Melanie was spending the night with a friend and wouldn't
be back until the morning.

Robert had bought a case of Corona and was going to grill outside since
Jean normally wouldn't let him BBQ or drink. He was going to have a guy's
weekend, possibly calling some friends from work and having a poker game,
but it was all up in the air at the moment. He was just going to chill out
and enjoy himself.


As predicted , it began to rain shortly after four that afternoon and
Robert decided it might not be the best idea to use the grill. He ordered a
pizza and opened a bottle of beer, settling down in the den and turning on
ESPN to catch a game.

The pizza arrive and two more beers were drank when the storm outside
really started to settle in. The television was going on and off with the
rest of the electricity and Robert wasn't very pleased. Jean had called to
make sure things were okay at home and then she was going to call and check
on their kids.

Robert drifted off to sleep for a few hours when the door opening startled
him. He jumped up from the couch and walked into the foyer to find his
teenaged son staggering inside.

"Bobby? What the hell? " Robert asked confused. He wasn't sure if it was
the beer or what but he knew something wasn't right with this picture.

"Hey Dad! " Bobby said with a giggle. Robert smelt alcohol on his breath
and knew he'd been drinking heavily. He was obviously drunk, he couldn't
hardly stand up.

"Robert Sullivan Junior, what the hell is going on with you? " Robert
yelled in his best commanding tone.

"I...think....I...might be drunk. " Bobby slurred. He fell down onto the
floor and started laughing hysterically.

"Oh hi Mr. Sullivan. " a familiar voice said from the door. Robert spun
around to see Shawn Fayette standing on the front porch, rain dripping off
his black jacket.

"Shawn, where have you two been? " Robert asked. He ushered the younger boy
inside and shut the door behind him.

"Uh nowhere sir. " Shawn said. He looked down, shoving his hands in his
pockets and shuffling his feet nervously.

"Shawn, it's obvious that Bobby is drunk out of his mind, now I need to
know what happened. " Robert asked. He looked into Shawn's face and saw how
scared the teenager was.

"I like beer. " Bobby mumbled from the floor. He sat up and started trying
to remove his wet t-shirt.

"Bobby was upset, he said something about having a fight with some girl. "
Shawn blurted out suddenly. He made eye contact with Robert and started to
spill out the information.

"He was pissed and Dad left to go to the gym and Bobby got into the beer
that was in the fridge. I didn't stop him because I didn't think he'd get
shitfaced. " Shawn continued, he stopped after he said the curse word and
looked up at Robert as if he'd done something wrong.

"Go on. " Robert said. He reached out, giving the blonde a reassuring pat
on the shoulder.

"He had a few beers and I guess he hadn't ate anything because he started
acting like this and he tried to leave so I got him into Mom's jeep and
drove over here. I didn't think you'd be home and I didn't want Dad to find
him like this. " Shawn said.

"Well you did the right thing by not letting him leave, especially if he
was going to drive. " Robert said. He sighed and looked down at his son who
was now lying down with his eyes shut.

"I'm so sorry Mr. Sullivan, please don't be mad at me. " Shawn pleaded. He
nearly looked on the verge of crying and Robert felt a surge of sympathy
for the boy. He'd done stupid shit when he was their age, it was certainly
nothing new or unexpected of a teenage boy.

"I'm not mad at you Shawn, I'm glad you brought him home, now let's try to
get him to his room and let him sleep it off. " Robert said. He moved
around and grabbed his son under the arms and Shawn picked up his feet.

The two of them walked slowly down the dark hallway to Bobby's room,
cautious not to drop the unconscious teenager. The lights flickered on and
off in the house and the storm outside raged on, thunder booming and
lighting flashing every few seconds.

"Let's get him to the bed and then I'll get his wet clothes off of him. "
Robert instructed. He maneuvered his way into Bobby's bedroom and carefully
laid his son down on the bed.

"Should I get him something dry to wear? " Shawn asked.

"We'll just cover him up with some blankets, he'll be fine. " Robert
replied. He grabbed at the bottom of Bobby's wet t-shirt and pulled it up
over his sleeping son's head.

"Are you going to tell my Dad about this Mr. Sullivan? " Shawn asked while
he removed Bobby's tennis shoes.

"Well I'm pretty sure he'll notice the beer gone, but I'm not going to get
you in trouble or anything. You did the right thing and Bobby is the one
who shouldn't have been drinking. " Robert answered. He undid the button on
Bobby's jeans and slid them down over his legs, letting Shawn pull them the
rest of the way off.

"Don't be too hard on Bobby sir, he's just depressed. I think he really
liked this girl. " The younger boy said.

"I didn't even know he liked anyone, he never really talks to me about his
personal life. " Robert said. He pulled a blanket up over Bobby and then
slipped his hands underneath, peeling the soaked boxer briefs down and then
off.

"I'm sorry about that. " Shawn said. He looked down at himself and Robert
noticed the water dripping of onto the floor.

"Hey you're soaked Shawn, why don't you grab something of Bobby's and go
change in the living room. " Robert suggested.

"You don't mind? " Shawn asked.

"No, go ahead. I'm going to stay here for a few minutes, make sure he's
okay. " Robert replied. He smiled warmly at the blonde and gestured towards
Bobby's closet.

Shawn smiled back and then pulled a t-shirt out of the open closet. He
grabbed a pair of mesh shorts off Bobby's dresser and then left the room.

"What's going on with you son? " Robert asked. He sat down on the edge of
his son's bed and rubbed the sleeping boy's legs through the blanket.

He waited a moment expecting Bobby to answer but he started to softly snore
and turned over onto his stomach. He'd always been an active sleeper,
always rolling around, ever since he was a baby, Robert thought.

Confident that Bobby was out for the night, Robert closed the door to his
son's bedroom and walked down the hall back to the den. The electricity had
finally decided to give out and Robert noticed that Shawn must have lit
some candles in the room. The soft flames flickered off the walls and gave
barely enough light to the small den.

Robert entered the room just as Shawn was pulling off his wet t-shirt. He
watched quietly as the candle's glow revealed the teen's fit little
torso. He wasn't ripped by any means but there wasn't an ounce of fat on
the boy's body.

Shawn slipped the t-shirt that he had borrowed over his head and it hung
loosely over his body. It looked strange on him seeing as it hung on him
and Robert was used to seeing Shawn in more form fitting shirts. Bobby was
a good size larger that Shawn and his clothes just didn't look right on the
slimmer boy.

"Well I think he's down for the night. " Robert said as Shawn turned
around, noticing him in the doorway.

"Oh okay. " He muttered as he folded his wet clothes into a plastic bag
that he'd gotten from the kitchen.

"It's really coming down out there Shawn, you might as well sleep here
tonight. I'll call your father and let him know that you two are staying
here instead of at your place. " Robert said. He saw Shawn catch his breath
for a second and knew the boy was worried about getting in trouble with his
own father.

"I won't say anything unless he brings it up about the beer Shawn. " Robert
said reassuringly.

"Thanks Mr. Sullivan. " Shawn said, he relaxed a bit and sat down on the
couch.

Robert grabbed one of the candles and made his way into the kitchen where
the only non-cordless phone in the house was.

George Fayette either hadn't noticed the missing booze or didn't care
because he never mentioned it to Robert over the phone. He confirmed that
the two men were going to play golf two days later if the weather was good
and then thanked him for taking Shawn for the night and hung up.

Shawn sat up nervously as soon as Robert came back into the den. The look
on his face was priceless and Robert nearly laughed at the memory of being
that age and how concerned he had been about getting caught sneaking a six
pack here and there.

"You can relax, he didn't say anything about the beer, which means he
hasn't really noticed it yet or you're off the hook. " Robert said. He sat
his candle down on the bookshelf and took a seat on the couch next to
Shawn.

"Okay. " Shawn said. He laid back on the oversized pillows that Jean had
bought for the couch and let out a long sigh.

"It's okay Shawn, none of us are innocent of sneaking around here and there
when we were your age. " Robert said trying to calm the boy.

"Even you Mr. Sullivan? " Shawn asked, his curiosity piqued.

"Yes even me. I was a teenager once myself you know. " Robert joked.

"I didn't mean anything. " Shawn said.

"I know, but I swear my son never imagines that his old man was just as
much of a smart ass as he is back in the day. " Robert said with a laugh.

"Did you get in trouble a lot? " Shawn asked.

"Well honestly I was a little bit smarter at hiding the stupid things I
did, but yeah there were a few times when my father caught me goofing
off. " Robert replied, he thought back to the time his own father had
caught him drinking whiskey with his older brother.

"It's not like Bobby drinks all the time or anything, actually I've never
seen him do anything like this until tonight. " Shawn confessed.

"Well we all have to let off steam someway, but you need to realize that
there are consequences to acting like he did tonight.  " Robert said. He
laughed softly thinking about the hangover that his son would have by
morning.

"Guess Bobby wasn't the only one doing some drinking tonight eh? " Shawn
asked. He gestured towards the two empty Corona bottles sitting on the
coffee table from earlier that night.

"Guilty as charged. " Robert said. He moved his hands up in the air as if
to surrender.

"I won't tell Mrs. Sullivan. " Shawn joked.

"I appreciate that Shawn. I'm not sure she even needs to know about this
little event tonight. She worries enough about Bobby as it is. " Robert
said. He knew that Bobby was a constant topic of discussion between them,
Jean was worried, like him, that Bobby was going nowhere and didn't seem to
have any direction in his life.

"Bobby's a good guy Mr. Sullivan, he really is. " Shawn said after a few
seconds.

"Well he certainly has good friends. " Robert said. He smiled at Shawn and
patted him on the shoulder, leaving his hand there for a couple of seconds
longer than he usually would.

Robert wasn't sure if it was the alcohol from earlier or what, but he
couldn't keep his mind off Shawn and that cute little grin of his. It was
like he wasn't himself or something.

Shawn glanced at Robert's arm on his shoulder and then looked back
up. There was an uneasy silence settling in the room. Robert pulled his
hand back and let it rest in his lap. He wasn't sure what was going on but
there was suddenly something different about Shawn.

"I should get upstairs and go to bed. I'm still a little buzzed from the
beers earlier. " Robert said.

"Okay. " Shawn said. He subtly adjusted himself in the mesh shorts and
Robert was very aware of it.

"There are some extra blankets in the hall closet. You know where they are,
make yourself at home. " Robert said. He slowly rose up off the couch and
left the room. He stood outside the den for a minute and then shook his
head trying to move the odd thoughts out.

It's just the liquor he told himself and then walked up the stairs to his
and Jean's bedroom.

He slowly walked into the room and felt his way towards the dresser. He
reached into one of the top drawers and pulled out a lighter, taking it to
one of the various candles that Jean had around the room and lighting it.

The small candle gave off enough light for Robert to make his way around
the room and he quickly tossed his shirt and pants in the dirty
clothesbasket and set his wallet on the nightstand next to his side of the
bed. He blew out the candle and slipped into bed.

Outside, the storm was still doing it's worst and the upstairs bedroom that
Robert shared with his wife was light up left and right from the lighting
strikes outside. Robert stared up at the ceiling, thinking about how turned
on he was and how bizarre it was that the reason for his arousal was the
cute teenage boy sleeping on the couch downstairs.

He moved his hand underneath the elastic of his waistband and felt his
hardness. He gave it a slow stroke and felt his whole body shudder. He
hadn't felt like this since he was a virgin, the excitement of something
new to his fantasies.

Robert felt dirty for his newfound desire of the young boy who he had often
thought of like a son. It seemed so wrong but his body was responding to it
like nothing he'd ever felt before.

He closed his eyes and thought about Shawn's smooth chest, how the light
bounced off it from the candles in the den. He wanted to touch the boy,
wanted to feel him.

The fantasy suddenly slipped away when Robert heard something from the
doorway. He'd left it open just in case he had to get up to check on Bobby
and now there was a dark figure standing there.

Lightning flashed and illuminated the person in the doorway and Robert
froze when he realized it was Shawn.

"I-I'm sorry Mr. Sullivan. " He stammered.

"Uh, damn, well it's okay Shawn, it's okay. " Robert said. He struggled for
something to say but all he could think about was that he'd been caught
playing with himself by the object of his fantasy.

"I was, um, scared of the storm. " Shawn said. Robert sensed that something
was up, it wasn't like Shawn to act this nervous.

"Shawn you're a sixteen year old boy, I've never known you to be scared of
storms. " Robert said. He sat up in bed and rested his arms on his knees.

"You're right. " Shawn said bashfully. He took a step into the bedroom and
then froze up again.

"Do you want to talk about something? " Robert asked. A thousand thoughts
were going through his head, most notably about what was going to happen,
who was making the move on who.

"Sure. " Shawn replied. He took another step forward.

"Do you want to come sit down? " Robert asked nervously. He patted his hand
over the blanket.

"That would be....nice. " Shawn replied. He slowly walked to the bed and
cautiously sat down beside Robert.

"So what did you want to talk about? " Robert asked. He eyed the boy as if
he were a piece of meat. He couldn't take his eyes off Shawn. He wanted him
like he'd never wanted anything before in his life. The idea both scared
and excited him.

"I... um... I don't know Mr. Sullivan. " Shawn said. He turned away from
Robert.

"Why did you come upstairs Shawn? " Robert asked. He reached out, turning
the boy's face back so he could see it.

"I.. " Shawn started. Robert touched his arm and realized the boy was
shaking.

"What's wrong Shawn? Tell me. " Robert urged. He moved his hand to Shawn's
back and lightly stroked him up and down.

"I don't know, I just wanted to see what it was like. " Shawn said. He
turned away again, looking towards the window.

"What? " Robert asked softly. He moved his arm up and down the boy's back.

Shawn turned back around and the lighting flashed. The room was dark again
and Robert felt a hand on his chest. Shawn slowly moved it over his pecs
and then down his stomach.

"This... " Shawn whispered.

"That feels good Shawn, but you know I can't. " Robert started. He stopped
talking and closed his eyes just taking in the feeling of Shawn's fingers
against his skin. God he wanted it, wanted it so damn badly but he knew it
was wrong, this couldn't happen, not with Shawn and certainly not here in
the bed he shared with his wife.

"I want to Mr. Sullivan, you have no idea how much I want to. " Shawn said
almost breathlessly. He moved on the bed so he was facing Robert and leaned
in close to where they were nearly face to face. Robert could feel the
boy's breath against his cheek and he wanted so much to lean in and kiss
him.

"We can't Shawn, I'm married and you're, well you're just a boy. " Robert
said. He pushed Shawn's hand away from his body.

"I've done this before. " Shawn said. He moved closer, his lips inches
above Robert's collarbone.

"That doesn't matter, I'm older than you, this is irresponsible. " Robert
said trying to concentrate as Shawn started planting hot kisses up and down
his shoulder.

"It's okay, I can keep a secret. " Shawn said in between kisses.

"Shawn, I...I can't... " Robert whimpered out. He couldn't deny that his
body wanted this but it was so wrong. He knew he was giving in though, he
needed this more than air.

Shawn kissed down his chest and then pulled away, locking eyes with Robert
for a second before leaning in and kissing him on the lips.

Robert tasted the boy's moist lips and kissed him back, slowly opening his
mouth to let their tongues meet. They danced together effortlessly, each
probing the other's mouth for several minutes, their arms touching one
another's bodies, the sheets becoming twisted in between them.

Shawn's hand snaked down to find the bulge in Robert's briefs and he slowly
ran his hand up and down it, causing Robert to moan into the boy's mouth.

"Damn it boy. " Robert managed to say in between kisses. He pulled away at
the sheet that separated them and pulled Shawn close to him, their bodies
hot from the contact.

Shawn pulled Bobby's shirt up over his head and tossed it against the
wall. Robert could feel the boy's perked nipples against his own skin. He
wanted to taste them, to lick his torso up and down. He pulled back from
kissing Shawn and reached around, pushing the boy to the middle of the bed
on his back. Shawn looked up at Robert in wide amazement.

"I want to fuck you so badly Shawn. " Robert said almost surprising himself
since he'd never been one for much dirty talk. He felt unhinged by the
young stud laying before him, like he was possessed by something hungry for
this boy.

Robert slowly positioned his body in between Shawn's slightly spread legs
and lowered himself down. He licked down the boy's chin, feeling the
stubble that had grown during the night. He slowly kissed down his smooth
chest, taking time to lick and suck around each pink nipple. He bit down on
one and felt Shawn's body shake. He grunted in approval and Robert
continued to suckle him.

He didn't know if this was what Shawn had done before or not, but he knew
it felt good and he wanted to savor the boy's body like he would never
touch it again because for all he knew it could be a one time event.

Shawn moaned and his body stiffened as Robert licked around his navel and
then lower, pushing the mesh shorts down and smelling in the scent of his
blonde pubes. He looked up and saw the pleasured look on the boy's face and
then moved the shorts down so his lean cock sprung free from it's confines.

It wasn't huge, but more than enough for a sixteen year old boy, he was cut
and the head of his cock glistened with precum. Robert took notice that the
teen had smooth hairless balls and he looked back up to see a smirk on
Shawn's face.

"Nice touch. " He joked and watched as Shawn's face turned red.

"I thought so. " Shawn replied nervously.

Robert ran his palm over the smooth orbs and felt Shawn squirm.

"Does that feel good? " He asked.

" Mmmhmmm. " Shawn mumbled.

Robert wanted to take him in his mouth but he wasn't sure about how to do
it, sure he'd received hundreds of blowjobs in his life, but he'd never
given one before. He knew what he liked so he started by licking the
flowing precum off Shawn's dickhead. The boy moaned and Robert opened his
mouth, taking him inside, rolling his tongue around the mushroom head.

"More. " Shawn moaned out. He grabbed the sheets on the bed and braced
himself.

Robert slowly brought his hand up and began to jerk the boy into his mouth,
the salty taste of precum intensifying in his mouth. He swallowed and took
another inch into his mouth, letting his throat adjust to the new
feeling. He knew it was probably a sloppy blowjob but he didn't care and
Shawn seemed more than into it as he squirmed beneath him.

The boy moaned loudly as Robert took more and more of his cock, it slowly
sliding down his throat until he reached the base. He moved back up the
shaft, careful to not scrap his teeth against the sensitive flesh. He
brought his hand back up, jerking the teen up and down, tons of juice
oozing from the slit into his mouth. It was a different taste, not horrible
but not sweet either yet he wanted more, he wanted the blonde to shoot a
load down his throat, he needed it.

Shawn's breathing became irregular and Robert felt the boy's ball draw
up. He knew this wasn't going to last much longer and he heard the teen
mumble something.

"Mmm, Mr. Sullivan....I'm... " Shawn muttered. He stopped suddenly and
jolted forward, forcing his cock deeper into Robert's mouth and shooting a
huge squirt of hot cum against the back of his throat. Robert quickly
swallowed, trying not to gag on the massive amounts of hot boy cream that
was filling his mouth.

The boy's cock pumped load after load down Robert's throat and he didn't
miss a drop, savoring the taste of it, wanting it to last.  "Oh shit, I'm
sorry. " Shawn said as he regained composure and his dick stopped shooting.

"It's okay Shawn, I wanted it. " Robert said as he let the now limp cock
fall from his lips.

"That was amazing. " Shawn said breathlessly.

"I'm sure you've had better. " Robert said laughing.

"I want to touch yours. " Shawn said. Robert moved up next to the hot
blonde teen and smiled.

"You can do whatever you want. " He said.

Shawn ran his hands over the hair on Robert's chest and softly rubbed his
nipples.

"Mmm I like that Shawn. "  Robert moaned. He leaned his head against the
pillows and let the teen do whatever he wanted.

The boy moved his hand down into Robert's briefs and grasped his rock hard
member.

"It's a lot bigger than mine Mr. Sullivan. " He observed with glee.

"You're fine. " Robert said.

Shawn stroked up and down on Robert's cock and gently pushed down his
briefs. Robert sighed as the teen attempted to close his fist around the
shaft. He was proud of his thick cock, he loved how it make Jean scream a
few times, he hoped it was enough for Shawn.

Shawn leaned down, taking Robert's right nipple into his mouth, running his
tongue over the hard tip and biting ever so gently.

"Oh fuck yes. " Robert said. He could already feel an orgasm coming on, he
could hardly believe how fast it was building, like it was the first time
again.

Shawn worked his magic on Robert's cock, going up and down and twisting his
wrist in a way that made Robert want to scream. He was a pro at hand jobs,
this was evident.

"Oh shit Shawn, I'm not going to last much longer. " Robert said through
gritted teeth. He knew it was coming, any second now.

Shawn sucked harder on Robert's nipple and stroked him faster and tighter,
milking the older man's cock. Faster and faster he went until Robert
grunted and shot cum on his chest. He breathed out and then shot two more
loads from his cock. Shawn moaned and kept milking him, pumping every last
drop out of the engorged member.

"Wow. " Robert said after a minute or so. Shawn moved up, kissing him hard
on the lips and then rolling over on top of him.

"That was great Mr. Sullivan. " He whispered into Robert's chest.

"Yes, yes it was. " Robert said with a sigh. He thought about things for a
minute, taking everything in.

"Shawn we really need to talk about this, I can't... " He started.

"Not now, I'm tired and it can wait Mr. Sullivan. " Shawn interrupted.

"Okay boy, whatever you want. " Robert replied. He hugged the teen tight to
him and closed his eyes.

.......

Part Three Coming Soon