Days of Seduction
Part 1: "Shawn and John"
This story is fiction and is not intended to imply anything about the true sexuality of the characters mentioned. I am no way connected to Days of Our Lives. Days of Our lives is property of NBC.
John Black walked into his living room with nothing on except a white towel wrapped tightly around his waist. He had just stepped out of the shower when he heard the phone ringing. John quickly hurried downstairs, but the phone had stopped ringing. The light on the caller ID box was flashing red. John didn't recognize the number.
He had been hoping it was Marlena. John's wife was spending more and more time with Tony Dimera and her "new" children, Cassie and Rex. John didn't like the feeling that he was losing his wife to another man, especially his half-brother, Tony. More importantly, John didn't like being neglected in the bedroom. His manhood needed attention, and as of recently, it seemed as if Marlena wasn't interested in having sex with John.
John sat down on the couch and unwrapped the towel around his waist. He looked down at what he felt to be an impressive package laying between his legs. In just a few moments, his cock grew to its full length -- 9-1/2 inches, and John wrapped his hands around the raging boner. What Marlena couldn't do for John, he'd have to do for himself. John knew he didn't have to worry about being caught with both kids now out of the house, and Marlena spending so much time away from home.
As John stroked his massive dick, a light moan escaped his lips. He rested his head against the couch and stretched his body. A knock on the door interrupted John's fun. For a moment, he thought about not answering it, but after several more knocks, he realized the person at the door was not going away. He let go of his cock and reached for the towel lying next to him.
"I'm on my way," John hollered as he wrapped the towel back around his waist and desperately willed away his erection.
He opened the door to find none other than Shawn-Douglas Brady, his daughter's boyfriend. "Hi John," Shawn stammered.
"Shawn, Belle's not here," John told the young man.
"Oh," Shawn muttered, "I guess...I was just hoping she'd be here."
John could tell that Shawn was upset. His distraught voice was proof of that. "What's wrong, Shawn? Did you and Belle have a fight?"
John's raging cock was quite obvious through the towel, and Shawn couldn't help but take notice. It had obviously thrown Shawn off balance as he searched for his words while trying to avoid eye contact with the bulge in the towel.
"Um...sort of," Shawn finally formed the words he was looking for.
John took notice of Shawn's reaction to his hardness beneath the towel. John thought to himself that he might as well explore this obvious interest since he couldn't get any from his wife. He invited Shawn in.
"Sorry, I just got out of the shower," John explained.
Shawn shook his head, "No problem."
"So tell me what's going on," John told Shawn, "maybe I can help."
Shawn smiled uncomfortably, "I'm not sure I can talk to you about this, John. I mean...you are Belle's father."
John returned Shawn's smile, "Son, for the next hour or so, just consider me one of your best friends that barely even knows Belle."
Shawn shook his head and agreed, "Well, it's just that I sort of laughed at something Belle was wearing and she got really mad at me about it. I mean...I was just kidding with her about it."
John sat down on the couch and patted the seat next to him. Shawn sat down. For some reason, he found it impossible to keep his eyes off John's body -- his amazingly well defined, powerful chest and abs, and the gigantic bulge in the towel.
"Sometimes," John started, moving closer to Shawn, "women are just too complicated to understand. We guys have to just...help one another, if you know what I mean."
Shawn knew what he was implying as John's hand moved to rest on Shawn's inner thigh. "You mean we have to help each other out sexually?" Shawn said in an innocent tone of voice.
"That's a fact," John nodded his head.
"But," Shawn stopped as John's hand moved to Shawn's crotch and started rubbing his restrained cock and balls through his blue jeans, "I love your daughter, and I'm not gay."
"I love Marlena, and neither am I," John told the boy. "It's just a guy thing, Shawn. Don't tell me you and your friends have never done anything like this before."
Shawn couldn't help but think back to his one and only "guy experience" with his best friend and uncle Philip Kiriakis. Way too much beer caused both boys to lose control of their emotions and actions.
"I think I know what your silence means," John smiled, "now how about you take care of my little problem here." John pointed towards his monster erection.
Shawn simply nodded as he slid off the couch and positioned himself between John's legs. Shawn carefully unwrapped the towel and licked his hungry lips at the sight of John's massive cock and bulging balls.
Shawn took John's cock into his mouth, trying his best to devour the entire length. After taking in a little more than half of the large rod, Shawn started to choke, realizing his limit. As he sucked with all his might, his hands made their way to John's amazing chest. His hands explored John's upper body until he finally found his nipples.
"Oh, Shawn, that feels so good," John moaned. "Oh yeah, oh God!"
John reached down with his large hands and took hold of Shawn's head. He ran his fingers through the boy's dark hair as his head bobbed up and down on John's meat.
John finally felt that tingling he knew all too well. He forced his cock down Shawn's throat with all his might. With his last bit of energy, John tried to warn Shawn of what was about to happen, "Shawn!"
Shawn knew what was happening, but he didn't back off. Instead, he swallowed every drop of John's juice, loving the taste he hadn't experienced since his one time with Philip.
Finally, Shawn couldn't take anymore because he couldn't swallow it fast enough. He let go of John's cock with his mouth and wrapped his hands around the pulsing monster. He jerked John's cock up and down squeezing out the last drops of cum.
"That was incredible," John said as he rested his tired body.
Shawn climbed up onto John's lap and took hold of the man's face with his hands. He pressed his lips into John's, forcing his young tongue into the older man's mouth. As their tongues explored each other's mouths, John could taste his own cum. John wanted more. He wanted to taste every last inch of this young man on top of him.
Another knock at the door interrupted the two men. Shawn looked up with an expression of panic. John pointed towards the kitchen, and luckily, Shawn was still fully dressed, so he ran into the kitchen to hide. John got up from the couch and wrapped the towel around his waste again as he made his way to the door.
Another knock -- this time harder. "Is anyone home? I forgot my key at the dorm!" Belle's voice was unmistakable.
John opened the door and let his daughter in. "What's wrong, honey?" He could tell she was upset.
"Did you just get out of the shower?" Belle asked, noticing her father's wet body and the towel wrapped around his waste.
"Yeah, I did," John lied to his daughter. "Come tell me what's wrong." John left the door wide open and led his daughter over to the living room.
"Oh Daddy," Belle cried, "I think I may have ruined everything with Shawn tonight." She fell into her father's arms, sobbing uncontrollably.
Shawn peeked out from the kitchen, noticing his opportunity of escape. John motioned for Shawn to leave as he held his daughter tight. With Belle's face buried in her father's arms, Shawn carefully and quietly snuck across the apartment and out the door.
To be continued...
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