Date: Tue, 07 Oct 2008 19:34:22 -0400 (EDT) From: Mitchel Mulder Subject: a dad and his son-32 Paul and I had already finished our breakfast when Steve came downstair, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. He kissed us both good morning before pouring himself a coffee. When he sat down his robe fell open, I still couldn't believe how muscular he had become over the last few months. He looked troubled. "Jim will call soon, otherwise you'd give him a call." He just nodded. "Maybe it's better I'd go over. I mean talk to his parents." Paul looked at me, not sure what to say. "Steve, first of all, this is something between Jim and his parents," I said while I laid my hand on his, "first they have to accept him being gay, I think you should give him a call, see how things are going there." "Yeah, maybe you're right, but..." Steve didn't finish, he just stared. 'Hey, Steve, what's the worst thing that could happen?" Paul asked. "Eh, don't know, kick him out?" "Right, but he's already out, both ways! I mean, he moved out, living with you, and his parents know now, it's up to them what they do with it." "Maybe, you're right" Steve answered. "You know, Paul is right" I said, "Jim is having the most difficult talk with his parents, and it is because he loves you, he doesn't want to hide his love anymore, whatever the outcome will be, he has choosen for you and for himself." Steve gave a deep sigh, "I know, but still I...." At that moment the doorbell rang, as I was the closest I answered it. "Hey!" Jim stood there broadly grinning. I felt a stir at my crotch, damn how he had changed too, so much more self assured. Before I could say anything, he pressed his lips onto mine. From behind I heard Steve shouting and he cam running to us. The one thing that scared me was that he was carrying his travel bag with him. Steve ran into his arms. "Tell me how did it go!" They quickly kissed eachother, "very well, I think" Jim answered. "Hey coach!" "Hi Jim, man, you look great!" They hugged eachother, while Steve was almost going frantic. Finally Jim turned to Steve again. "It's fine" he smiled. "What about the bag?" I asked. "Well, Mum understood that Steve and I wanted to stay together" he quickly gave Steve a wink, "but the thought of us being in bed together under their roof was a bit too much." "Ok, fair enough, but how did they take it?" I wanted to know. Jim started telling us what happened the night before. Both his mother and his father said that they'd expected something like this. His mother had a hard time, since her dream of becoming a grandmother had vanished, but at the end they both re-assured him that they still loved him and stil was their son. "Well that's great!" Paul said. "O yeah, they'll be over this afternoon, just to meet you. First they wanted you to come over to their place, but I'd think it's better they come over here, then they can meet the coach too. Hope you don't mind." "Yeah, sure, no problem." I answered. "Seems everything will be fine then" Paul said, "Hey, shall we leave the two loverbirds alone, we have a lot of shoppng to do, better get to the stores before it's get to busy."' I started to pull on my jacket, Steve and Jim were all over eachother, God, only one night away! "Okay guys, see you later!" ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "Man, was it difficult?" I asked Jim. "It wasn't easy, but I'm glad I did. Now they know how I feel about you." "I'm so proud of you." I pushed my tongue deep into his mouth, pulling his body closer to me. "God, I missed you!" Jim said. "Missed you too." "Yeah yeah, but you had your dad and the coach to keep you company." I grinned, "you're right, but it was nice to be alone with dad again for a while. But I thought of you a lot." "I know" Jim answered, slowly pulling his sweater off and kicking his shoes off. "At least now they now that you're not just a friend. Now they know that I love you!" I kissed Jim again, "did you tell them I loved you too?" "They had it figured out more or less." Jim pulled down his jeans and underwear. Naked, with only his socks on, he stood in front of me, his cock pointing upwards. I sank to my knees and kissed the tip of his cock. I looked up, Jim gave me a grin and turned around, pushing is ass into my face, with both his hands he opened his ass. "O man, missed your cock so much!" I looked at his openening, quickly opening and closing, his sweet ass smell filled my nose. I closed my eyes and stuck out my tongue. His soft flesh felt so good again. Jim let out a sigh as my tongue touched his soft pink sensative skin, I felt him opening up, and I pushed my tongue in. With his hand behind my head he locked me, my hand grabbed his cock, pulling back the skin and rubbing my fingers over his exposed head. With my other hand I removed my bathrobe and started to stroke my cock. My tongue started to ache so I pulled out, my mouth filled with Jim's musky taste and sweat. "yeah, man, fuck me" he moaned, pushing his ass back to me. I held my cock in position, he pushed back. I saw and felt my cock disappeat inch by inch between this wonderfull globes. I did not have to do much, Jim pushed his ass back and fro, fucking and milling my cock with his muscles. My hands went over his shoulders and back under his chest, finding his erect nipples. I got hold of them, pinching them and pulling them hard. "O yes!" Jim cried out. I pulled harder, and started to fuck him hard. With only one hand pulling his nipple, I slapped him hard on his ass with my other hand. Man he cried with joy, ramming his ass back with all his force. "Yes, fuck me, fuck me!" His hand moved quickly on his dick, his movements became wilder. His head slowly lifted,, his mouth opened and a deep low sound emerged. I felt his ass tightening around my pumping cock. His body flexed, his cry became louder, his grip around my cock became tighter. I pulled out completely and rammed my cock back into his gaping hole. Again I pulled out, and pushed back in again. This time his ass wouldn't leave, it was almost a vacuum. I cried out, shooing my sperm deep inside Jim. "Shit man, love you!" I cried. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ It was like hell in the shops, but we managed to get our last Christmas shopping. Most of them were for the boys. I insisted to get them items they realy needed like, shirts, socks and underwear. Paul, on the other hand was looking for jockstraps and cockrings. I did not agree with him that they really needed those, but since it was Christmas, who cared. Just as we were carrying our shopping inside Sheila and Peter stepped out. "Hey, guys!" Sheila said, "see you got all your shopping." "Yes, we have" Paul answered, "Thank God for that, it's like a war in some of those store!" "Did I see Steve, this afternoon, with that guy, eh, Jim?" Peter asked. "Yes, they both over for the holiday." I said. "Hey, Peter, why don't you come over this evening, we could play some poker." Paul asked. "Oh, love to, but eh, I don't know." "O, come on" Sheila said, "I will be busy, sorting out the menu and wrapping up the presents. It will be fun, you and the guys, just go." "O yeah, sure!" Paul said, "you know, it will be a real guys night, beer and poker!" Peter blushed a bit. "Steve would love to see you again" I said. "Yeah, and Jim too!" Paul completed me. "He'll come" Sheila said,"otherwise he'll be in my way anyway." "OK! see you tonight then!" We called, and carried our shopping inside. But first we had to face Jim's parents.