Date: Sat, 19 Apr 2014 21:37:13 +0000
From: Chris Johns <chris-johns@hotmail.com>
Subject: A Father's Curse Ch 1

This is an 8 Part story in 15,666 words. A love story but with a load of
trauma for the two lovers at the beginning. Loads of sex, of course, and a
happy ending.

			     A Father's Curse
				 Chapter 1

John Leyton stood on the touchline watching his son tear down the wing and
make a perfect cross for the striker to just touch the ball and guide it
into the net. During the course of the game he watched a similar action
repeated twice more. End of the game and it was showing on the score board,
Western High - 3, USC- nil. Scorers - Ridgeon 3, Assists - Leyton 3.

Michael Leyton had taken to soccer like the average American school boy
took to baseball or football. His father had been a professional footballer
for a couple of years, but then tossed it in when he had a brainwave and
went into business making a billion dollars before he was thirty. The
difference in games didn't make John any less proud of this boy that had
become his world after the death of his wife when Michael was only ten.

The game had been billed as a charity match between the local university
and the local high school at the end of the school and college year.
Michael was expecting to go on to Harvard Business School to study for a
master's in business administration before joining his father in Leyton
Universal Media Inc. A very good sportsman and an amazing academic Michael
had never been anything but a complete joy to his father. Conceived in
love, born into love and smothered in love by both parents until the
accident that took wife and mother away from them. After that John lavished
all his love on the boy, never allowing work to come between the two of
them. If work was pressing, Michael would be taken with John so that they
were together, no matter what, so that Michael grew with one foot in the
board room and one in the playground, metaphorically speaking.

Showered and changed after the game, Michael went back into the ground to
find his father.

"Hi Dad, what did you think of the game?"

Effusive as ever about anything to do with his son, John told him.

"I'm pleased you don't want to do that professionally, Son, because I'm
sure you would be snapped up, then I would have to groom another young man
to take the reins of the company when I retire."

An arm slung casually over the shoulder as they walked toward the stage for
the head of the charity to make a short speech and John couldn't resist
turning it into a hug and whispering.

"I love you Boy, and I'm so proud of you."

Michael teared up at that because he had told his father a year ago that he
was gay. He had a boyfriend that he thought was going to be long term and
didn't want to be hiding it at home, even if he did remain in the closet to
everyone else. His father had accepted it with no sign of condemnation or
disappointment. To John, Michael was still someone to be proud of.

Praise was heaped on John for his very generous donation to the charity and
to the son who had delivered such entertaining soccer for the spectators.
Applause was resounding, but there was one man in the crowd who looked at
the father and son and just scowled.

John had not made his billions without making a few enemies and this one
was dangerous. John had bankrupted a company in the Middle East when he
moved into the region with his own media company, swamping the opposition
with his efficiency and flare. The man concerned was still very wealthy,
but it was the loss of face that made him an implacable enemy. Now he
intended to do something about it, but wanted one last look at the
beautiful young man and his successful father before putting his plan into
action.

"Make the most of your darling boy, Leyton, because I intend that you will
know nothing but pain when you see him after I have finished with him," was
the comment whispered under his breath.

Abdul Morcas was a member of an extreme left Shia Muslim sect. The
punishments meted out under Sharia Law were as nothing compared with what
he intended doing to the boy when he abducted him, but he intended to take
a very long time to achieve his ends as well. When the plan came to
fruition he would send the father a video tape once per month. Each month
the tape would show more intense bestial things he had planned for the boy
until it came down to just sending him pieces of the boy making sure that
he remained alive until the very end when nothing more could be removed
from him. Of course the pieces would be accompanied by a video showing the
action and confirming that the boy was still alive after each piece was
removed.

The Leyton's left after the closing ceremony taking a long time to reach
their car as the crowd pushed in to shake their hands.

Safely ensconced in their Rolls Royce and John lay back in the luxurious
soft leather seat and spoke.

"Well Mike, what are you going to do for three months until you go off to
Harvard?"

"I know the yacht is in Monaco, Dad, I'd really like to take Jay with me
and spend time cruising the Greek islands after maybe a week in Monte
Carlo. I'd work on getting her back to Monte Carlo in time for our
holiday."

"Oh, that's good of you."

Both Leyton's laughed and then Michael leant across and touched his lips to
his father's.

"You know I wouldn't dream of missing our holiday together. Jay can fly
home from Nice so that we are just two."

John was pleased, he wondered if now that Michael was eighteen he might not
be so keen to be with his `old dad', for holidays. The reality was that at
thirty nine years old, John Leyton was an incredibly engaging and youthful
man. Michael would have been only too happy to be made love to by his own
father, he was so dynamic. Jay was the same age as Mike, but he was more
like Mike's father, in both looks and personality. That was no doubt why
Michael had been drawn to him.

Jay and Michael flew out to Nice the next day in the company jet and were
aboard the yacht before dark.

"We have a month, Jay, let's not waste a moment of it. We can shower, fuck,
shower and dinner with the Captain to start the holiday."

Michael was grinning knowing that Jay would be as eager to fuck him as he
was to be fucked.

In the cock stakes, Jay wasn't really big enough for Michael, he thought he
would love to feel a big cock sliding into him, but Jay was just an
incredibly nice guy. He was very dominant and made Mike feel protected all
the time they were together. Michael may have been a great soccer player,
but he was small in comparison to most of his peers. The body though was
well formed and glowed with good health. His best features by far were the
blue eyes that were nothing less than stunning and lips that were shaped
invitingly for kissing. The cock was a pretty seven incher that Mike had
never used on another male being totally happy as a bottom. No body hair
but quite hairy legs. The whole was topped by an unruly mass of dark blond
hair. All in all, Michael Leyton was a thoroughly pleasant young man.

The shower was a quick affair. Michael had been quite used to them mucking
about in the shower and usually both would blast the shower tiles with
their first jets of love juice, but tonight Mike was eager to just feel Jay
sliding into him for a very quick fuck before joining the captain for
dinner. Serious love making could wait until later.

Jay thought that Michael was the most adorable boy he had ever met. They
had met at junior high and were immediately drawn to one another. Their
friendship had grown over the years with both of them wanting more from it,
but not realising what `the more', actually meant.

"One of you guys ought to change sex, then you could be fucking, you are so
close. Hey, perhaps you are, two little faggots, pussy boys."

The boy who made that comment had gone home with a black eye and two teeth
missing. Jay had gone home with a cut knuckle and a two week suspension.
Michael had gone home and told his father the story. The next day, Jay and
Michael's fathers had turned up at the school together. Jay and the boy
concerned had been told to apologise to each other, John had agreed to pay
for implants to replace the two missing teeth and Jay's suspension was
lifted.

The subject was never brought up again in the Leyton household. The subject
was definitely brought up though by Jay and Mike. In Mike's room that day
after school Jay looked at his best friend as they followed their usual
ritual. Out of school clothes and into sweats. Jay kept a set at Mike's for
this purpose. Assignments were carried out religiously before they relaxed
and played computer games, listened to music, or went into the yard for a
kick about. Several times a week Jay would stay for dinner so it was
showers and dressed again properly. Seeing each other naked was nothing
new, they had been doing that from the age of eleven after school sports
and for years in Michael's suite in the house. On this day though, Jay
consciously scoped out Mike when they stripped for the shower. The thought
was that this best friend was hot enough to burn.

`Has Rodgers hit the nail on the head? Would I like to make love to my best
friend like I would a girl?' That thought had an undesirable effect on
Jay's middle leg. It started to grow and before he could hide it Mike had
seen it reach full hardness. Jay blushed like crazy when his eyes met
Michael's.

"Wow Jay, that is amazing."

Jay went almost purple in colour after that comment and Michael thought he
was going to faint, so despite also being naked he moved in and wrapped his
arms round Jay to support him.

"It's ok, Bro, you haven't done anything wrong."

Jay was almost in tears as he realised that he wanted to make love to Mike.
He wanted to kiss him and show him in a physical way how much he liked
him. Then he realised he more than liked his best friend. He loved him and
that was when the tears flowed. Mike was devastated, "Its ok, Jay, you
haven't done anything wrong."

Jay shook his head, "Yes I have, I love you Mike, and I don't want you to
hate me."

`Love', that was a big word. Michael had only ever used that in conjunction
with mother and father.

"I love you too. I guess I always have. You're my best friend in the whole
world."

"You don't understand. I love you like I should love a girl."

With that admission, Jay collapsed and was almost inconsolable. Mike half
carried him to his bed and lay down beside him, stroking his torso to try
to calm him down while he thought about Jay's last comment. Result, Mike
started to get an erection.

`I think the same. Rodgers was right, we are a couple of faggots, we just
didn't know it.' That revelation brought out the next comment from Mike.

"Jay, stop crying, please stop crying and make love to me, like you would a
girl."

Jay stopped crying instantly and looked with shock written across his face.

"Do you mean that Mike? Really mean that?"

"Oh yes, we have been such idiots. All these years we've loved each other
and not realised what we felt because we have been best friends for so
long."

A fly on the wall during the next hour would have laughed his wings off at
the antics of the two boys. They knew that the final act that they were
building to was supposed to be Jay entering Mike, but they knew nothing
about opening up the anus and using lubricant. What they did find out
though was that they loved to kiss and playing with each other's cocks was
amazing. Even more amazing was that after the first orgasm neither of them
went soft. They found out very soon after that they were doing something
wrong because Jay couldn't get his cock in Mike's arse. They did have
another orgasm though because of all the stimulation and afterwards lay
face to face grinning at each other.

"I think we must be doing something wrong, Lover, you should be able to get
your love stick in me. Computer I guess to find out, but can I take you in
my mouth before we look. I want to give you a blowjob."

They both giggled like school girls, blowjobs were things they had heard
other boys talking about in relation to their girlfriends, now they were
contemplating it. Contemplation turned to reality and they had their first
69, also their first time at tasting cum.

"I love you Jay, will you be my boyfriend?"

Mike nearly fell off the bed laughing at Jay's reply.

"I thought I already was."

Nose to nose, toes to toes, Mike spoke again.

"I mean it best friend. I do love you and I do want you to be my boyfriend,
forever."

Jay moved his head forward enough to kiss Mike very gently on the lips.

"And I love you so much that I'll die to protect you if I have to."

Showers followed during which two very hard boy cocks exploded again as the
boys washed each other.

John Leyton was a very astute man, and a good judge of other men as well,
so that evening at dinner he knew that his son had entered another stage of
his life. He never mentioned it, and it was almost another year before
Michael felt brave enough to tell him. No problem for John, his son was
still the most precious thing in his world, and he was still inordinately
proud of his development as both a seriously academic student and a fine
sportsman. Most of all though he was proud of the wonderful engaging
personality that bound it all together.

"I presume that the love of your life that brought on this confession is
Jay?"

Michael nodded but couldn't look at his father until he laughed.

"It couldn't be anyone else could it. You two are almost joined at the
hip."

Both Leyton's were giggling then until Michael jumped into his father's
lap, kissed him quite passionately on the lips and said.

"I do love him, Dad, but no one, ever, will replace you as my greatest
love."

John Leyton was a hard business man, but he hugged his son and cried at
that comment.

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