A Better Life

By Jim Vance

Copyright 2013 by Jim Vance




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I woke up alone in bed. I heard Luis' voice. He was downstairs. I got out of bed and crept downstairs.

"No. I'm serious! He is!" I heard him say. "No. He's immature and stupid, which is a terrible combination. It's impossible to have a conversation with him." I sure hoped he wasn't talking about me. After all, all of Luis' exes were young. "This morning. On the bus." My heart sank. He was talking about me! "Of course, I'm sure I'm in love with him!" That sounded better! "But you know Kyle, and since he refuses to believe that it's over—"

I went back upstairs. Old boyfriend talk. I didn't need the details. Someone named Kyle might cause trouble. Beware of Kyles! I told myself. I got back in bed.

Luis came back upstairs. He grinned at me.

"Old boyfriend trouble?"

"You heard?"


He sat on the bed.

"For some reason, some of the fairly young men I've dated have not been very mature."

I laughed.

"Well, they can't all be like me."

He looked at me and shook his head. "No. You are definitely one of a kind, baby." He put his arm around me.

"When I heard you say, `He's young and stupid,' I was afraid you were talking about me."

"You have your faults—thousands of them—"

"Hey!" I said. I hit him in the arm. He laughed.

"But stupidity isn't one of those faults."

"Name one fault!" Then I thought about it. I really didn't want to hear. "Never mind."

"Here's one. You settled for a poor old man when you could have had anyone."

I looked at his erect cock. It was smiling at me. He loved me. I loved him.

"Your poor old man routine would go down better if your very attractive cock wasn't winking at me."

He laughed. "I've got to get him to stop doing that! Every time he meets someone it's wink, wink, wink."

"Yes, you really do need to stop that! He should only wink at me and Dennis. And not at Dennis."

He laughed. "Well, that is pretty clear."

"Who is Kyle?"

"A kid who thinks he's in love with me."

"Maybe he is."

Luis rubbed his face. "Yeah."

"The thing is, we went out once. I told him I wasn't interested in a relationship with him. We had nothing in common. Nothing!"

"How old is he?"

"He was eighteen when we went out. That was months ago." Luis sighed. "I don't think we should go to the party tonight."

"OK. Why?"

"Kyle will be there."


"Kyle wants Doug to convince me to give him another chance."

"Does Doug know about me?"

"He does now. That was him on the phone. He thinks I should introduce you to Kyle, so he'll know it's over."

I thought something that wasn't particularly nice, but I laughed.

"What's funny?"

"Tell him he's too old for you, then introduce him to me."

Luis put his face in his hands. I leaned against him.

"It's a good thing I'll be around to keep you out of trouble, Daddy."

"You know what? You are right. I won't have to do this again."

I felt sorry for Kyle. What if I'd met Luis, had a life-altering date, and then got told he wasn't interested? Then I wondered how often it had happened.

"Did this happen a lot?"

"Well, it's not the first time."

"You are too studly for your own good!"

He laughed.

"It's his fault!" Luis said, pointing to my best friend.

"I'll have a talk with him. That will help."

"Will it?"

I got off the bed and knelt between Luis' legs.

"Maurice—" I said to his penis. Luis burst out laughing. "You can't do this anymore! The only spelunking—" He burst out laughing again. "You'll do, is in the Caverne du Ricky." Luis laughed until I thought he would be sick.

"Listen to the man, Maurice!" Luis said.

I laughed. I was glad he didn't say `Listen to the boy'.

"Let's get a shower. I want to wash you. You can wash me, if you want."

"I do!"

"Have you had an enema before?"

"No. I don't think so."

"Well, if I am going to be fucking you regularly, you need to start giving them to yourself."

I nodded.

"You can either use a kit or the shower hose. A kit would probably be best the first time."

He reached under the sink and pulled one out. He showed me how to use it. He left the bathroom and I did it. I realized they would be a necessity.

"It's done."

"Did it bother you?"

"What do you mean?"

"Did you mind doing it?"

"No. Not at all. I want your cock inside me. I don't want my shit all over it."

Luis turned the water on. He pulled me into his arms and kissed me.

"I love you, Ricky!"

I hugged him tightly. "I love you!"

We got under the warm water together. I loved washing him as much as I loved having his soapy hands on me. He washed my butt very carefully. I wondered if he was going to fuck me, since it didn't seem like we were going to the party. I didn't mind. We said we were going to wait, but I was ready, if we weren't.

We rinsed.

"Are we going to the party?"

"I don't think so."

"What do you want to do tonight?"

"I thought I would take you out for a romantic dinner."



"There's a romantic MacDonalds just down the street."

"Oh! A candlelight Big Mac!"

He laughed.

We dried each other off.

"Lie on the bed on your stomach."

I did. He got between my legs. He ran his hands over my legs and butt.

"You have a beautiful ass."

"I'm glad you like it. I've always felt it was missing something."


"Your cock."

"Oh. Have you felt that way ever since I saw you last—when you were seven and a half?"

I laughed.

"Yes. I thought you would fuck me for my eighth birthday! That was what I wanted! Didn't Mom tell you?"

"She must have forgotten."

He pulled my cheeks apart.

"Oh, my god."

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing. It's a perfect pink hole."

He kissed it. Then he licked it and I groaned. He began licking and stabbing at it with his tongue. I felt incredible.

"Oh, god!"

"You like that, baby?"

"Yes, Daddy. I love it!"

"Daddy's going to eat his boy's ass every day."

"Oh, god!"

He went back to it. I clawed at the sheets as I tried to push my butt up towards him. He stopped after a few minutes.

"Damn, you are tight. I'm thinking of using a butt plug. Do you know what that it?"

"A plug that goes in your butt?"

"You figured it out all by yourself!"

"I deduced it."

"Smart boy! Will that be OK?"

"What do I know about butt plugs? If I need one, shove it in there!"

He laughed. "It will stretch your hole, so that when I do fuck you, you will scream less."

"Less screaming sounds less awful."

He got up and went into the bathroom. He came back with what I guessed was the butt plug and a bottle of lube.

He squirted lube on my hole and then on the plug. He placed it at my hole.

"Push out like you are trying to take a dump. It may hurt for about a minute."

I did. He pushed in as I pushed out. It slid inside. It burned, but I wanted him inside me.

He waited a little while. "How is it?"

"Let me know when you push it in."

He laughed. "You were groaning in anticipation?"

"That's it! It's OK, now. It hurt at first. I don't mind."

"We will leave it in a while, if you don't mind."

"No, I don't mind."

The doorbell rang.

I reached for my pants, and so did Luis.

"I wonder if it's Tim."

Luis went downstairs. I followed him. He opened the door.

"Hello, Kyle," Luis said.

I wished Luis had put on a shirt.

I looked at Kyle. He was cute.

"Who is that?" Kyle asked.

I walked up to them.

"I'm Ricky. I live with Luis."

"He lives with you?"


"I can't believe it!" Kyle said.

"Well, it's true, Kyle. I'm sorry. You need to find someone else. Someone who loves you. I never loved you. We had one date, not a romance."

Kyle began crying.

"God, Kyle!" I said.


"You are so cute! Men must be all over you!"

"I don't want them!"

I pulled Luis' arm and whispered, "What about Tim?"

"Tim would kill us."

That was a shame. I remembered the phone call when Luis said it was impossible to hold a conversation with him. There didn't seem to be anything I could do, so I sat on the sofa.

"Goodbye, Kyle. You need to move on."

Luis closed the door.

He sat on the sofa next to me.

"I'm going to kill that guy," I said.


"He made my toy soft."

Luis chuckled. He leaned back on the sofa and sighed. He looked upset.

"What's wrong?" I asked him.

"It's nothing."

"No secrets! Those are the rules!"

He chuckled.

"I would love to take you somewhere nice for a romantic dinner, but..."


He nodded.

"Can't we have a romantic dinner here? I can make spaghetti and meatballs, we can light some candles, and there you are."

He smiled. "That sounds really nice!"

"I can even sit on your lap, which we couldn't do in a restaurant."

He nodded.

"Can you cook?"

"Yes. Not a lot, but a few things."

I leaned against him and he put his arm around me.

"I'm glad I am your only grandchild. I don't have any competition for your affection." I groped his cock. "Your nice, stiff affection.

He laughed.

"Are you going to call Tim? He wasn't going without you."

"Yeah. I'll do that."

"Then I want to play with my toy."

"Oh, do you?"

"You said I could play as much as I wanted."

"I did."

He got up and called Tim.

I sucked Luis for a while, but he didn't come. He wanted to save it for later. Then he sucked me. He moved the butt plug around and that made me shoot into his mouth. He smacked his lips.

"Yummy?" I asked.

"You bet!"

We got dressed and went out to the truck. I sat and groaned. The butt plug.

"What's wrong?"

"I sat on the plug."

"Does it hurt? Let's go take it out."

"No. Actually it felt good."

Luis grinned.

"It rubbed your prostate gland. I will be aiming at it when I fuck you."

I grinned at him.

We headed to the grocery store to buy the things for dinner.

"When are you going to fuck me?"

"I was just wondering that."

"Maybe we shouldn't wait."

He sighed.


"We can have our romance at dinner, and then you can fuck me before I sleep in your arms for the first time."

"Is that what you want? If it is, we will do it."

"I think you are going to know what is best. If you think waiting is better, I can wait."

We walked into the store and started picking up the things we needed.

"Luis!" a man screeched.

He looked to be about twenty, which made him an old boyfriend. A young, old boyfriend.

"Hey, Jeff. I want you to meet Ricky."

He turned to me and frowned. I guessed I was going to get that a lot.

"Nice to meet you, Ricky," he said.

I wondered if he meant it.

"Are you two?" he asked.

"Yes. Ricky lives with me."

"Wow! Double wow! You lucky little shit!" he said to me.

I stared at him, but he didn't seem to mean it in a bad way. He was grinning at me.

"Thanks. I am lucky!"

"Ricky is also a relative. His father is homophobic and his mother agreed to let him live with me."

"Wow! Well, you seem very happy."

"I am, Jeff. Very, very happy," Luis said.

"I'm glad. Jealous, but glad."

"Hey, Jeff! Let's go!" a man called.


He walked off.

I noticed men doing double-takes at Luis. Then I realized I was getting looks, too. Mostly by older men.

"Are a lot of men here for chicken?" I asked.

Luis grinned at me.

"I noticed, too. Yes. I think many of them are chicken lovers who would like to have you on their dining room tables."

I laughed.


Luis picked up a bottle of wine.

"Will I be able to drink any of that?"

"I think a glass or two would be fine."

He whispered, "I want to get you drunk and take advantage of you."

I chuckled. Like I would ever say no to him!

We went home, and Luis stood behind me with his arms around me while I cooked. I reached back behind me often to feel my toy.

"It smells good."


He began nuzzling me behind my ear.

"Oh, Luis."

He pushed his hand in my pants and felt my dick.

"Nice and hard!"

I squeezed his.

"So are you."

"You do that to me, son."

I moaned.

"Do you love your Daddy?"

"Oh, lord, yes!"

"Do you want your Daddy?"

"God, Luis! I need to suck you!"


"It's my toy. I will decide what I do with it!"

"Bossy!" Then he whispered, "If you suck me, I won't be able to fuck you later."

I groaned.

"Do you want Daddy to fuck you tonight?"

I spun around. I hugged him.

"Yes, Daddy! I need you. I can't wait."

"Me, either, son. I need to breed my boy."

I went back to cooking. I was very, very excited.

Daddy poured us each a glass of wine. Mine only had a little in it, but I was still glad. I sipped a little. It wasn't the first time I drank wine. I had been allowed a little alcohol my whole life.

Daddy left the kitchen and came back a minute later.

"Take your clothes off and put on this."

He handed me one of the jocks.

I grinned at him.

I got undressed quickly and put it on.

"How about you?"

"You don't like your daddy in clothes?"

"You look great in clothes. You just look better without them."

"Good answer."

He pulled his clothes off until he was just wearing a red jockstrap.

I stared at it and he laughed.

"I think you like Daddy's package!"

"Have you seen it?"

He took me in his arms.

"Nice, huh?"

"Oh, yes. Incredible."

He kissed me.

The water boiled over, so I pulled away. Daddy took his glass of wine and sat at the dining room table. Fortunately, that was only about eight feet away.

I finished my wine, and Daddy gave me a little more.

"Did your Mom let you drink?"

"Oh, yeah. She limited how much I drank, but her boyfriends never cared. I drank four cans of beer with Dwayne one night."

Daddy shook his head. I knew Mom wasn't the best mother around, but I knew she loved me and I knew she tried to be a good mother. She just kept picking the wrong men! Plus, I had to admit that she didn't have much talent for it.

Finally, the dinner was ready. Daddy shocked me by saying grace. Then we ate. He kept grinning at me, and I'm sure I was grinning. It was the best meal of my life, and I told him so.

"Your first meal for your husband. It should be special."

I nodded. He was my husband!

We held hands most of the meal. Daddy is left-handed and I'm right-handed. That made it easier.

The doorbell rang. Daddy got up and looked through the peephole.

"It's Tim, again. Stay seated. I don't want him to see any more than that."

"Do you want me to put on pants?"


Daddy opened the door.

Tim burst out laughing.

"I'm disturbing something, aren't I?"


He let out a sigh. "Good! I was afraid I wasn't."

I laughed.

He looked at me and shook his head.

"How would you like a job, Ricky?" he asked me.

"I do want to get one at some point."

"Ricky isn't going to work right now. We want to spend time together," Daddy said.

"I understand completely. What about a job that pays a lot of money that only requires a few hours a month?" Tim said.

"What?" Daddy asked.

"Modeling. You know Ben is looking for a model. Ricky would be perfect. You could go with him to the shoots. That way you would still be able to spend time together. The sessions last several hours, Ricky, but they don't happen very often."

I thought that was a great idea!

"How much would I make?"

"I think you could get at least one hundred-fifty an hour."


"You might make a few hundred dollars a month."

I looked at Daddy. I could see he was unhappy.

"Daddy?" He didn't say anything.

"Tim, I think we need to talk about and think about it," I said.

"Yes. I can see Luis isn't thrilled. Well, it was just a thought."

"Are you still going to the party?" Daddy asked him.

"No. I'll go out later.

"Well, bye, Ricky."

"Bye, Tim."

He left and Daddy came back to the dining room.

"If you don't want me to do it, I won't, Daddy."

He nodded.

"I'll think about it."

"Can I sit on your lap?"

He grinned.

I climbed on and we finished dinner that way. I could feel his erection under me, and that was wonderful.

"What time do you go to work tomorrow?"

"The gym opens at eight."

"Oh. What do you like for breakfast?"

He grinned and hugged me.

"I can't believe how lucky I am! You can cook, too!"

"The way I see it, I am basically your wife. I want to be a good one."

He grunted and pulled my mouth to his. We kissed. He pulled my dick out of my jockstrap and stroked it while we kissed. He pulled away and sucked on my bottom lip before letting go of it.

"I need to fuck you now, baby."

I closed my eyes. "I want that, Daddy!"

He lifted me and put me on the floor. He pulled my jock off. He pushed his down and I got to see his beautiful cock, again. He picked me up. I grinned at him as he carried me upstairs. I leaned forward and kissed his cheek. He put me down on the bed and stood there stroking himself.

"Wife, huh?"

"Yes, Daddy."

He shook his head. He took a bottle of lube from the bed stand.

"I don't know if I can be slow."

"Don't be."

"If it hurts too much—"

"I won't mind."

He nodded. He squirted lube on his cock.

"Pull your legs up and back."

I did. He pulled the butt plug out of me. It hurt coming out, but I didn't make a sound. He dropped it on the floor and moved between my legs.


"Yes, hurry!"

He grinned and pushed inside me. We both groaned as he entered me. It didn't hurt much at all. Less than the butt plug coming out. He pushed all the way inside me. I smiled at him.

He laughed.

"I can tell from your expression that you like having Daddy inside you."

"I love it!"

I hummed the theme from Star Trek and we both laughed.

"Captain! You've done it!"

"Ricky's cunt—the final frontier—"

I laughed.

He stayed inside me without moving for a while. Then he leaned down and kissed me. I wrapped my arms around his neck. He began fucking me while we kissed. I would never have been able to do that—fuck while kissing. I was glad I had an experienced lover who could do it.

He stopped kissing me. I tilted my head back and moaned.

"Does it hurt?"

"God, no! It's incredible."

He leaned down and sucked on my neck.

I could feel the veins on his cock. It was painful and delightful at the same time.

"Is it all right if I speed up?"


He did. His legs slapped against mine. I looked up into his handsome face. His eyes were shut and his mouth was slack. There was a look of bliss on his face, and I was proud of putting it there. He opened his eyes.

"I love you, baby."

"I love you. I can't believe I am lucky enough to be yours."

"You are. You always will be. Now that I have fucked the person I love—my spouse—I realize the rest was just practice."

He groaned. "I'm close"

"Breed me! I need your cum! It belongs inside me."

He grinned. "It does."

He groaned and pressed his mouth to mine. I could feel warmth inside me as we kissed. I knew he was breeding me.

I ran my hands over his hunky, hairy body.

He pulled away and grinned at me.

"You are officially an ex-virgin."


He chuckled.

I could feel his cock softening. He pulled out of me. He fell onto the bed and pulled me close. He looked at me with love in his eyes.

"I don't think I want you to call me Daddy anymore. It cheapens the relationship. It makes you like one of the boys I fooled around with. You are so much more."

"So `Big Daddy'?"

He laughed.


He laughed louder.

"I know! Fab."

"Yes. That is perfect. It is so true!"

"Hey, you can't say that. It makes you stuck-up."

I stroked his cheek. "Luis, I love you so much. I feel like the luckiest person on the planet."

"I know. You are. You really are."

I laughed.

"There is always Tim. I think I could convince him to fuck me."

"No. You aren't a virgin anymore. He wouldn't be interested."

"Well, it won't hurt to ask him to fuck me. He might be bored enough to do it."


"Thank you, Luis. You have made me feel much less lucky."

He laughed. "I'm glad I could help."

He kissed me.

"I never ever thought I would be as lucky as I have been. For the first time in my life, the person I want most, wants me most."

I nodded.

"We are both lucky."

"I agree.

"Now, you cooked, so I will wash dishes."

Luis got out of bed and walked downstairs. I followed him he took the pot and put it in the sink. I stood next to him.

"Do you have anything you want to do tomorrow? You may not want to spend the whole day at the gym."

"I can window shop."

"Yes, there are a lot of shops on the strip."

"I can always walk back here. It isn't that far away."

I went to the table and got the dishes.

"Pour me a glass of wine, will you?"

I did and I poured myself a little. I handed him his glass.

I reached out and ran my hand over his back and butt. He grinned at me.

I stood behind him and wrapped my arms around him. I rested my cheek on his back.

"That's nice, baby."

It was.

I knelt and looked at his butt. It was incredible—muscular and hairy. I pulled his cheeks apart and looked at his hole. I leaned forward and licked it. He jerked.

"Oh, my god!"

I smiled and licked it again.

"Fuck, baby!"

I began eating his ass. It didn't taste bad and I loved the affect I was having on him. He groaned and pushed his butt back. I did what he had done to me, and he liked it as much as I had.

"I'm going to do this all the time, Fab."

"Oh, god!"

He spun around. "You woke him up."

His cock was stiff. I looked up and grinned at him.

I wanted to suck it, but he had just fucked me.

I turned him around and began eating his ass again.

He was panting. It made me feel so powerful!

I felt for his cock and wrapped a hand around it while I licked his ass. I began stroking him. He spun around and pulled me up. He kissed me again and his tongue was all over the inside of my mouth. When he finally pulled away, he grinned. I smiled at him.

"And I thought you were perfect before! I can't believe you did that!"


"None of the other boys have wanted to do it."

"They weren't your spouse."

He shook his head, grinning.

"No, they weren't. They were just twinks I fucked. You are my beautiful lover and partner."

I hugged him and rested my head on his chest. He kissed the top of my head.

"I love you, Luis."

"I love you, Ricky."

I sighed. I was perfectly content. I thought about Mom and PJ. In a way, I was grateful to PJ. If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't have found a better life.


The End