Losing To Win,
"Dad and Son"
By Joey E
Welcome back to the ongoing saga of Losing To Win. As usual, I'd like to thank those who have responded in the past . A special thanks goes out to a certain stud who doesn't want to be mentioned. And as usual, thanks to Matt.
Despite what the title of this chapter is, this is not involving a dad and son having sex. Just thought I'd clear that up. What you have is high school guys learning about life and love. If you are unable to handle this, get out. If you are under 18, get out. This story is copyrighted in 2004. All rights reserved. No unauthorized duplication is permitted.
We turned the car back around and headed back home. I knew Matt had to get ready for the wedding soon, but there was no way I could face this alone with Josh. I needed him there, and he knew that. If my dad couldn't accept the way I was, I honestly didn't know what I would do.
"That was quick!" my Mom said as we all walked through the front door.
"Mom, is Dad here?" I asked.
"Sure honey, he's in the garage trying to fix the microwave."
"You planning to get a new one?" I joked, knowing that, while my dad was good at fixing some things, electronics were not always his strong point.
"Yeah, listen, Steven," she said, lowering her voice.
"Josh, you wanna go hang out in the basement?" Matt asked, knowing that I needed my space.
"Sure," Josh said, looking directly at me to make sure I was okay. I nodded to him and he left with my big bro.
My mom gave me a big hug. I hugged her back.
"I had a talk with your father last night after Matt left. He's trying to accept it. I'm sure Matt told you that we had a bit of discussion last night."
"Yeah, that's why I need to go talk to him," I said.
"Well, just know that he loves you. We all need time. I'm still in shock, though, not exactly surprised. Your father loves you, Steve. We all do. He just may not be ready for this yet."
Just then, the big man, the one who I called Dad, came in through the side door of the kitchen. I found it hard to look at him in the eye.
"Hi, Steve," he said, rather softly in that deep voice of his.
"Hey, Dad," I replied, still not wanting to look at him.
"I'm glad you're here."
My mom and I both looked up at him.
"Hun, I gave up on the microwave. We'll go get a new one later today, I guess."
I had to chuckle.
"What?" Dad asked me.
"Nothin', Dad, you just were never the best with those electronics."
My dad could build things with his hands with the best of them. He was a true handyman, though actually a professional by day. It was clear where both Matt and I got our looks and size from. Standing 6'2", at about 210lbs, hair always in a buzzcut, blue eyes, and a positive thinker, my Dad was truly my role model.
"Son, would you like to throw the ball around a little out back?" he asked, suddenly.
"Uh, sure," I answered, surprised he would ask me that.
In the years past, my Dad would play catch with me and we'd have great conversations. Sometimes we'd practice my pitching. Other times, we would just throw the ball back and forth. It was our way of saying let's chat. I often looked forward to these times, but now, I wasn't sure.
We both walked out to the garage and grabbed a ball and our gloves. We went out the back door of the garage, and into our back yard. As always, we went over to our usual positions and started throwing the ball.
After a few cycles, he started to talk to me.
"Bud, I guess Matt told you what happened last night."
"Briefly," I answered, hurling the ball back at him.
"Are you sure?" he asked.
I took a deep breath and answered, "Yeah, I'm sure, Dad."
He threw the ball back to me way off target but I caught it anyway.
"Is this Josh a good guy?" he asked.
"Yeah, he is," I said smiling.
"He seems awfully quiet."
"Yeah, well, once he gets to know you he won't shut up," I quipped, trying to ease the tension.
"Are you okay with it, Dad?" I asked.
"I'm trying to be," he answered. "Just a little shocked, that's all."
"But you dated girls before," he said.
"I just didn't realize it until I saw Josh. He just makes it feel right. I guess I just blocked it out of my mind beforehand."
"Oh," was all he said as he threw the ball back.
"It's gonna take some time," he said, looking right at me.
"I know, Dad. I didn't know how you'd react to this. Actually, I had an idea, but I wasn't sure."
"Well, you're my son, bud. That's all that matter," he said.
Right then, I knew it would be all right. I choked back the tears and we continued to throw and catch.
"I don't know if I'm ready to see you with another guy yet, but I will try my hardest. I know that little guy in there is your boyfriend now. I eventually would like to get to know him to see why you were taken in, but I'm taking it one step at a time."
"I understand. Anytime you're ready, I'll introduce you to my little guy. But only when you're ready."
"Thanks, son," he said.
We continued to throw the ball, but we talked about other things, the usual things, happening. It was familiar and it felt good. Through the haze, I had almost forgotten my father was a very understanding and supportive man. Underneath his manly exterior and demeanor was a heart of gold. You just sometimes needed to practically hit him over the head to make him realize. Like father like son perhaps?
We went back inside and I found Josh talking to my Mom.
"Hey, what's going on?" I asked.
"Oh, Matt had to shower and get ready for that wedding. Josh and I were just chatting about you," she said, smiling.
I looked over at Josh who was also smiling. I looked over at my Dad who came in after me. He looked at Josh and Josh turned away. I couldn't blame Josh for looking away. My Dad could be very intimidating. In his eyes, I knew, somewhere he thought Josh was responsible for this.
"Hi Josh," he said, in a low, but commanding voice.
Josh looked up at him, looking like he could run away at any moment. But surprisingly, Josh looked him right in the eyes and said "Hello, Mr. Edison."
Not surprisingly, my Dad walked out of the room. Well that was a start.
"Are you still hungry?" I asked Josh.
"Sure am!" he said, looking like he would accept any reason to just leave the house.
"Let's go. Mom we'll be back in a few hours."
"Okay, Steve. Nice talking with you Josh. You're welcome here anytime," Mom said.
"Thanks, Mrs. Edison."
"So, how'd it go?" Josh asked.
He took my hand and I smiled at him. "It went all right. Apparently, Matt missed Mom going off on my Dad last night. He's okay with it. I wouldn't say he's cool with it yet, but at least he's talking about it."
"And are you okay with it?"
"Buddy, as long as you're here with me, I will be. But if you ever leave me, I will go back to chicks."
"Don't know. Never saw a guy who had an effect on me like you did. I mean now that I know that I'm into guys, I find myself checking out studs but none of them really have the effect you do on me. And I'm dead serious about that."
"Really?" he asked.
"Yep," I said. It was then I realized it was all true. In the few months I had been with Josh, no one else mattered. I found myself checking out chicks and dudes now, but as long as Josh was with me, I looked at no others. Weird huh?
"Well, I'm happy for you that everything seemed to be okay for now," he said, kissing me on the cheek.
I was still uncomfortable with displays of affection in public at least in my hometown, so I winced a bit when he did that.
"Sorry, Steve. I just couldn't resist...."
I snapped out of my disbelief when I heard his voice. I looked over at him and smiled. Those beautiful blue eyes behind those glasses of his. "Little buddy, it's okay. In fact, here," I said as I leaned over to give him a kiss while we were stopped at the stoplight.
I looked at him and he had a giant grin on his cute face. I smiled back and took his hand in my hand. When we were together, away from the rest of the world, it seemed like this was the way it should be. This was the one that I actually loved and wanted to be with. Yes, I said loved.
"Josh, I want you to know something. This will be difficult for my dad to understand. Just give him time. He's a great Dad. He just needs time. No matter what he says or doesn't say, don't be offended."
"I know, Steve. It took you sometime to be able to be comfortable with me. It takes everyone time to get used to the idea. Trust me, I know. I don't talk to my dad anymore. I told you that's why my mom and him split up. It was because of me. But I don't blame myself and neither does my mom. At first I blamed myself, but my mom convinced me, it wasn't about me. It was about my dad."
"Bud, you don't even talk to your dad anymore?"
We pulled up to the local diner and stepped out of the car.
"No, and to be honest, that's how I want it. As long as he keeps paying child support, I don't care," he said laughing.
I could tell he was okay with it. He didn't act as though he regretted it. I smiled and put my arm around his shoulder as we walked to the front door.
"Come on, bud, let's go eat!"
"After this morning, I think we should go drink instead," he stated.
I laughed. "Yeah, I could use a good beer right now."
We sat down at the table and ordered our meal.
"So your mom seemed nice," he said, after taking a sip of his orange juice.
"Yeah, I like both my parents. They're cool. I think I take after both of them."
"Well, your Dad seemed like the strong silent type," Josh said.
"That is true. I'm strong, but I'm not silent. I get that from my mom."
"I think my mom wants to have you over for dinner one evening. I've been trying to delay it, though..."
"Well, I don't know. I'm afraid of what you'll say," he said with a grin on his face.
"Hey, dude, I can kiss ass with the best of them! I'll be a perfect gentleman," I said, smiling.
I didn't realize at that moment there was someone coming up to our table. Josh looked up at the person first. I turned around to see who he was looking at.
"Hey Steve, what are you doing up this early?" he asked. It was my bud, John, from school and baseball.
I looked up at him and smiled. "I'm just out with my bud, havin' breakfast after the paper route."
"Oh, that's right," he said. "Hey, Josh. Well, I'm just here with my freakin' family. I saw you two over here, and thought I'd say hi."
"That's cool," I said, looking over at Josh.
"Mind if I join you for a few?" he asked.
Josh smiled. "Sure, sit down," he said.
"Cool," he said, sitting next to Josh.
John was the first baseman on our baseball team at school. I had played ball with him in middle school and against him in Little League. He was a cool guy, a nice guy. One of the few teammates I actually chose to associate with off the field. At 5'10", he wasn't too tall, but he was 200lbs of solid muscle. He worked out and it showed. Brown hair with blonde highlights and green eyes. He was a stud and a half.
The server came by and asked if John wanted anything.
"No, I'm actually over there with my family, thanks."
When he walked away, Josh made a comment that I'll never forget.
"He's hot," was all he said. But that was enough to make me glare at him.
"I knew it, dude!" John exclaimed a little loudly. My eyes focused on John now. I looked back at Josh and he looked confused and scared. He knew he crossed the line.
"So, how long has this been going on?" John asked, looking amused and quite pleased with himself for figuring out what he thought he figured out.
"What?" Josh asked, acting stupid.
"You two? You are, like, fuckin' around aren't you?" he asked, dropping his voice.
"With him?" Josh asked, looking like he wouldn't touch me with a ten foot pole.
"You mean you're not?" John asked.
"Hell no!" Josh exclaimed. "He's not even my type. He's not even my type if he were gay!"
I looked over at Josh wondering what he was trying to accomplish. I opted to stay silent.
"Oh," John said, surprised. "I just thought you two, you know..."
"Nah, I'm helping him with his physics...."
I couldn't stand this anymore. Though I was happy with Josh trying to protect me, I was also feeling a bit offended by hearing these words of rejection from him even though I knew they weren't true.
"John, what if I were to tell you that we were dating?" I asked, softly.
John looked at me and grinned. "Enough said, Edison. I knew you two had something going on."
"For two months now," I said, feeling free to tell the world now.
Josh looked at me, bewildered and yet extremely happy. I knew I had made his day.
"Shit, dude, that explains a lot. Well, as long as you're happy, guys. Oh and by the way, I just wanted to let you know, that's my boyfriend over there with my parents," he said getting up from our table.
"WHAT?" I yelled a little too loud.
"You heard me," John said, smiling. "If you need anyone to back you up, I'm there, guys."
And with that, he turned and walked back to his table.
"SHIT!" Josh said, breaking up into laughter.
I was shocked. I broke up into laughter too. "Can you believe that shit, buddy?" I asked.
"No, I can't!" he said.
Our food came right after he left our table.
"See? I told you we weren't the only ones!" he said, with a twinkle in his eye.
"You were right, bud!" I said, relieved to know someone else in the same boat as us.
I was surprised how well John had hidden his secret life from us. I looked over at the table where he sat down at and checked out the guy. I did recognize the face, but I didn't ever recall seeing him at our school.
"I know that guy from somewhere," I said, softly to Josh.
Josh was looking over too. He had this twinkle in his eye and a big smile across his face.
"Huh?" he asked, turning his attention back over to me when he finally realized I was talking to him.
"You like him?" I asked.
Josh smiled and blushed. "He is kind of cute. But you're cuter."
I looked back over to John's table. Damn, I must be oblivious to this kind of thing. John's boyfriend was about my size. He had dark black hair, medium length, but I couldn't tell what color eyes he had.
"Well, I'm glad to see we're not alone," Josh said. "You really had no clue?"
"No, little man, had no clue at all."
"Typical," Josh said, with a big grin on his face.
"Typical?" I asked. "What do you mean, typical?"
"You're a typical jock after all. Totally lost in your own little world!"
I knew he was kidding. I fought back anyway.
"Well look at you!" I said.
"What about me?" he asked, innocently.
"If I'm a jock, then you're a nerd!" I said, laughing.
"Rather be a nerd than some muscle head," he laughed.
"Ooo, I'm gonna get you good later!"
"Like that's supposed to scare me?" he asked.
"I used to scare you. Hey why was that?" I asked. "What's so intimidating about me?"
Josh stopped and thought. "I don't know why. I was just so nervous around you. You're like a jock, Steve. What would someone like you want with someone like me? Come on, I know I'm a nerd, and I know there are rumors about me. What would you have done if someone like you approached you and you were me?"
Now it was my turn to think.
"I guess I never thought of it that way. You see, Josh, I am always used to being the outgoing one. I really do love my life. But, see I never forget the little guys either. I'm not one of those assholes that push guys around. That's not my style, and it never was."
"Yeah, I know that now. I guess we both misjudged each other," he said.
"It's actually funny if you really think about it now. But, I guess you being who you are was one of the things that attracted me to you."
We sat in a moment of silence as we munched on our food. It was a comfortable silence. All the talking we did was through our eyes. His bright blue eyes. Damn, they did it to me every time. I loved this boy. I really did.
"So, uh, you have any thing planned to do today?" I finally asked.
"Nothing in particular."
"Your mom coming home today?" I asked, with an evil grin.
He grinned back. "No, she's not. Why? What did you have in mind?"
"Well, I was thinking about giving you a dose of your own medicine," I said, winking at him.
"Huh?" he asked.
"Bud, you may be smart but sometimes the blonde just comes right out of you. Think about it. What did we do last night?" I asked.
His eyes widened as it occurred to him just what I was talking about.
"No way man! I'm not taking," he said, then lowering his voice, "that giant cock into my ass. It's not going to fit!"
I laughed. "I'll be really gentle, bud. Come on, you already did me!"
Just then the server walked by.
"Uh, can we have the check please?" I asked.
"Sure thing," he said, reaching into his pocket and pulling out our bill.
"How much is it?" Josh asked.
"Sixteen. Eight each," I said.
"Wow," Josh said. "See that you can do math!"
"Smart ass," I muttered.
Josh just grinned.
We left the tip, went up to the cashier, paid, and left.
"Well. What do you want to do now?" he asked so innocently. He probably forgot what we were talking about before the check paying debate.
I, on the other hand, being the dumb jock I am, didn't. It was the only thing on my mind. I was extremely horny and I just had this cute boy in front of me. With a new found confidence with coming out to my parents and finding out I wasn't the only gay jock in the school, I became extremely bold. Josh was standing there on the passengers' side waiting for me to unlock the doors. I came up to him, never taking my eyes off his and walked slowly until I was almost against him. He looked up at me, looking confused and slightly scared. I pressed up against him so he could feel my hard cock against him. I leaned down and kissed my little guy right there in the parking lot.
I felt him freeze up, but as soon as my tongue went into his mouth, he wrapped his arms around me and we kissed slowly.
I broke the kiss and looked around me. I looked back at him and grinned. He grinned back, and started to laugh. I wrapped my arms around him.
"You never cease to amaze me, Steve," he said, softly.
I chuckled and said, "You never cease to amaze me either, Josh. Thanks."
We broke the embrace and I opened the car door for him. I got in on the other side and Josh grabbed my arm and we kissed again. I reached down and grabbed his cock which was hard as a rock as made out.
"Want to go back to my place?" he asked.
"I'd thought you'd never ask," I said, starting up the car and putting it in drive.
"Okay dude," he asked me as we were driving along. "What's with this sudden change? You know anyone could have seen you kissing me back there."
I shrugged my shoulders and answered, "Don't know, bud. Just felt like doing it. I wanted to do it. And when I want to do something, I usually do it. Were you cool with that?"
"Sure, man. I guess. Not like I have much to lose," he said, smiling.
"Don't know, babe. I just feel like a new man. My parents know, though they're not exactly down with it yet. My bro knows. John has a fuckin' boyfriend. I don't know about you, but I feel good!"
"You horny?" Josh asked.
"As hell!" I yelled, laughing.
"Me too," he said, tightening his grip on my hand.
I increased my speed slightly as we raced home to his house. As soon as we got inside, I had my hands on him, feeling his little body. He looked up at me and I picked him up off his feet and into my arms. I carried him like a little baby to his bedroom and laid him down on his bed. He started to unbutton his pants but I pulled his hand away.
"Let me do it, bro," I whispered.
I slowly unbuttoned his jeans and unzipped his zipper. I felt his hard cock underneath, begging to break free. Damn his cock was big for his body size. I pulled off his jeans with his assistance. His cock popped out of the fly of his boxers in the process. I reached over and grabbed it and stroked it slowly. He let out a soft moan.
"You like that?" I whispered.
"Yeah," he said.
"What do you want me to do?"
"Aw, suck it, man, suck it, please?"
I chuckled. "Not yet, man. Lift up your legs."
"Lift up your legs. Show me your butt, bro," I said.
He began to lift them up and bent his knees too. I pressed them up higher, exposing his nice tight hairless hole. For the first time, I wanted to taste it. I wanted to just stick my face in it. I dove down and licked the hole lightly. His whole body shuttered as I brushed up against it. I leaned back to get a full view of it and smiled.
"Damn, that's hot!" I said, smiling.
He winked his hole at me and I dove down again and licked it again. He moaned louder this time. God his moans turned me on to no end. I gave his smooth hole a tongue bath. I pressed the tip of it against it and felt it open up a bit. I tried my hardest to get my tongue inside. Meanwhile, he was moaning higher and higher.
"Oh god, yeah, Steve. Feels hot, awww...shit....fuck," he said.
I looked up at him and grinned. "Do you like that?"
"Aw, don't stop man!"
He pulled up his legs so I didn't have to hold them anymore. I spread his cheeks further apart and dove down into that fuckin' sweet tastin' ass. Surprisingly, I like the taste of it. It smelled, but it didn't smell like I thought it would. It had a nice musky, sweaty odor too it that I knew I was hooked on. I reached up and started stroking his cock which now was leaking heavily. I knew, I had to have this ass today. I think he did too.
"Do you want it?" he asked.
"Aw, fuck, yeah," I said, getting up.
I ripped off my shirt, tore off my sweats, and climbed up on top of him. We kissed passionately. His moans resonated through my mouth as I grinded my hard cock into him. I felt his cock pressing up into me as well. I broke the kiss and gently started licking down his whole smooth boy body. I licked down his smooth chest. Down his flat stomach. Down to his cock. Past his cock to his balls. I playfully licked each one and continued down to his ass again.
"Oh god," he yelled in a high voice. "Yeah! Lick my ass again. Eat me out."
I did as I was told, with no complaints. I licked back up to his hard seven inch cock and put it in my mouth. I stilled played with his ass with my fingers, all wet from my tongue bath. I started to inch my index finger into it. I had no idea what I was doing, but I knew I had to go slow.
"Aw....Steve....put it in, man," he said.
I got an idea and sucked on my finger, getting it wetter. Then I put his cock in my mouth and slowly probed the hole again.
"Dude, put some lube on it," he said.
"You got any?" I asked.
He smiled and sat up. Reaching over the side of his bed, he grabbed his bottle of KY Liquid and gave it to me.
"Ah, I like it when I jack off," he said, turning a little red.
I flipped the blue cap open and squeezed some out on my finger.
"Just put some on my ass, man," he said.
I did as I was told. I squeezed some out on his ass and a shiver went through his body.
"It's cold, " he giggled.
I rubbed it around his hole and then I took my finger and slowly slid it into his tight ass. He moaned softly as I felt his ass relax around my finger.
"Oh fuck yeah!" he gasped. "More, babe."
I slowly slid the rest of it in, until it was in all the way. I took one look at his hot cock and took it in my mouth as I began to slowly slide my finger in and out. It was such a warn, soft feeling around my finger. I felt his prostate (yeah, I knew what it was, since I've fingered myself when I beat off). By now, I could taste his precum in my mouth which I knew was flowing out. I was fuckin' ready when he was.
"Stick two in," he moaned.
I squirted some more lube out and started to try to get two fingers in. Surprisingly, they went in without much trouble.
"You've done this before, haven't you?" I asked.
He looked at me and nodded yes.
I slid both fingers in without much resistance, but with plenty of encouragement from Josh.
"Yeah, man, aw shit!" he screamed. "Just hold it there for a second."
I looked up at him. His eyes were wide open, looking down right at me. He closed them and said, "Okay, more."
Every millimeter I slid in, he moaned louder. If i let my self, I could shoot without even touching my cock. That's how hot it was!
"Are you ready?"
"Oh, fuck yeah," he said, smiling.
"Gotta a condom?" I asked.
"Fuck the condom, dude. You don't have anything do you?"
"Not that I know of, do you?"
"No, I want to feel it inside me."
"Fuck, all right, if you want it that way," I said, getting up
I repositioned him in the middle of the bed. I lifted his legs up and he rested them on my shoulder. I lubed up my cock, pouring the lube over it and giving it a few strokes. I looked down at him and he looked up at me. I gently pushed my cock between his cheeks, aiming directly for his ass. I found it on the first try. Grabbing the base of my cock, I pushed slowly into it and the head went in with a pop.
"FUCK!" yelled Josh! "Fuck, fuck!"
I held it there. I never felt anything so tight around my cock. I looked down at him. I was doing it. I had it inside my boyfriend. God, it felt good. When he gave me the sign to give him more, I slowly pushed in more. I leaned down and kissed him. He let out a high pitched moan as I reached the base of my cock.
"Wow! Bud, it's in there!"
"You're telling me!" he yelled.
I had to laugh at that. "God your ass feels sweet, buddy! I want this every fuckin' day!"
"Yeah, come on....go slowly, but make love to me, man," he said.
Suddenly, and I mean suddenly, I felt my balls lift up. I couldn't help it. I had to explode.
"Fuck, shit, dude, I can't hold it!"
"Aw, man....take it out! Don't cum yet!"
It was too late. I ripped it out of him and shot a load clear past his face. I collapsed on to him as I shot more ropes.
"JOSH...Aw, FUCK!!!!" I screamed as I felt the warm cum accumulate between us.
He wrapped his arms around me. As the haze cleared, I realized what I had done.
"Sorry, bro, I didn't want to cum. I really didn't. But you had me so fuckin' turned on, I couldn't hold it. Damn!"
"It's all right, man. At least you were inside me for a little. It felt fuckin' hot!"
I licked my load off his face.
"Not bad," I said to myself.
I felt his hardon below me, realizing he hadn't finished yet. Well, if I couldn't fuck him, I'd suck him. Usually I felt like just stopping everything once I had shot my load, but this time it was different.
"Let me do it, bro," I said, getting up off him. I got between his legs, my fingers still lubed up. I stuck my finger again in his ass, massaging his prostate as I took his hard cock in my mouth.
Within seconds, he started really getting loud.
"Fuck yeah, finger my ass man. I'm gonna blow soon. Fuckin' feels so good, Steve! God I wish it was your cock up there! You want it man?"
I said, "Mm hmm" the best I could with his cock still in my mouth.
"I'm gonna shoot man," he yelled as if to give me the last alert before the eruption.
I just kept sucking. I wanted to taste my little man so bad! I loved him. I really loved him. I wanted to do anything for him at this point.
"I'm gonna cum!" he screamed as I felt his warm cum invade my mouth. I felt it hit the back of my throat. I kept sucking, though some of it leaked out. I had no choice but to swallow it.
All too soon it was over. I let his cock fall out of my mouth and I licked my lips. He looked down at me and I grinned at him. He let his head fall back to the bed and I got back up and joined him. I took him in my arms and we laid face to face. He kissed me on the lips.
"Josh, I'm sorry, man. I just..."
"No, it's cool. Just gives us something to look forward to. Did you really want my load?"
"Yeah, man. Tasted kind of weird, but it was hot at the same time."
I noticed that both our bodies were covered in sweat.
"Whew," I said, falling back on my back. "That was awesome!"
Josh rested his head on my chest and I wrapped my arm around him. We just laid there in silence.
"Steve, I think I'm in love with you," Josh said, softly.
I looked down at him as he was looking up to see my reaction. I grinned and held him tighter.
"Little bud, I know I'm in love with you."
There you have it. I've never written a sex scene with an accidental premature ejaculation. But those things do happen in real life. Especially on the first time. Anyway, I hope it did the trick anyway. More will be posted as soon as I write it . Please send any comments or suggestions to NEPhillyBoy76@aol.com Thanks!