Date: Fri, 4 Nov 2005 12:14:49 -0800 (PST) From: David Asher Subject: Changes 2 This story contains sex between boys, and sex between men and boys, it is fantasy. If it is not legal in your area to read this please leave. If you are under eighteen please leave. If you would like to contact me that can be accomplished by writing to davidasherspen@yahoo.com thank you. Changes 2 When I woke up the next morning my dad was sitting on the edge of the bed wearing his boxers and a tee shirt, his hair was still wet from the shower but I could tell that he had shaved. He did have two cups of coffee sitting on the nightstand and the aroma was getting to me. His right hand reached out and his fingers ran through my hair. "How ya doin this morning?" Good question. It was just hitting me what happened last night with my mom and my brain was not processing all that well but I could feel the heat from his body and it made me feel better. I remembered the feeling of him holding me during the night and that definitely had felt good. I know that this sounds strange but it's like he transferred strength to me while we slept and the remembered feeling of his breath next to my ear sent shivers down my spine. "I'm okay, I guess." I reached out for the coffee but he stopped me. "Sit up so that you don't spill it." I did and then he let the cup come slowly to my mouth. God I love coffee! I know that that's not supposed to happen until you're older but I just loved it in the morning. It was dark and rich and brought me to life. I asked him. "You not going to work today? I wanted to fall backwards and bury my face in the pillows. "Nope, Kiddo. It's you and me today, remember? I thought that we'd go downtown and hit the museum of Science and Industry and maybe the Art Gallery. Think you're up to that? Maybe we can pickup that telescope that you want." He smiled because he knew exactly what Cam and I wanted it for. I became aware of my morning wood and was trying to think of some way of hiding it but then I figured that if he saw it he saw it. Dad smiled at me like he was reading my mind. "Morning hardons are a part of life. I know that when I was your age there was nothing that I worried about more but the thing is that nobody cares, least of all me." He reached out and touched my neck. "Mark, don't worry about that shit." He smiled at me and said, "Love, family, friends and your work, those are the big things. You're not in a relationship, well except for Cam but my guess is that he falls under the Friends category, your family already loves you.....okay with one exception and in your case your work is school which you're really great at." He leaned forward and kissed me on the forehead. "Everything is under control so relax." He ruffled my already mussed up hair. "The only things you gotta think about are a shower and breakfast. I'll handle the breakfast and you do the shower." He got up to leave. "Try mine. It's really cool!" I beat off in the shower and coated the marble with cum. When I got into the kitchen I was all dressed for the day and dad still had on his tee shirt and a pair of black boxers with small gold stripes. He flipped over the bacon and started portioning out the scrambled eggs. "Grab the toast, Mark." I pulled the toast out of the toaster and had to blow on my fingers because of the heat. "Dad, I better call Cam and let him know that I won't be there." Dad looked up at the clock on the kitchen wall. "Better do it now or you'll miss him." I went into the family room to call. I called Cam and he answered immediately. "Whatdya mean you're not coming to school?" "I'm spending the day with my dad." Geez I hated to talk about this! "My mom kinda wigged out last night and I think that I'm gonna be living here." "What'd she do?" Cam didn't put anything past women; no degree of nuttiness was unexpected. "She found the pictures that we downloaded. She really went kinda nuts." I didn't want to tell him about my own little break with reality, at least not now. It was one of those things that I'd tell him eventually but probably in little bits. I was pretty embarrassed about it. "Holy...!" I knew that he meant the next word to be fuck but I think that I heard his mom in the background. "Holy cow!" Then in a whisper. "Does she know that we did it together?" "Cam, she's bouncing off the walls. She figures that I'm the devil or some shit and she probably thinks the same about you. But my Dad is totally cool about this and if she calls or anything just tell your mom to call my dad. He'll take care of it. He's gonna try and get complete custody of me." I felt like the family car or something and I kinda felt like I was being too much trouble and I guess that some part of me wondered if even my Dad would get tired of dealing with these problems. "Oh man! I will be so jealous if you get to live with him all the time." He laughed and then got serious. "I mean that I also feel bad about your mom. You're probably not too happy about that." I didn't want to tell him that she didn't want me. "No...but it's kinda a relief that it's out in the open and that my dad realizes what was going on." I suddenly remembered what my dad said the night before. "My dad said that he figured that you and I were having sex!" "What?" Cam sounded almost frantic. "Where the hell did he get that? Did you tell him?" "Oh right! I told my dad that we were sucking each other's cock. Get fucking real!" "So where did he get it?" "He said that he used to do it when he was a kid. Said that he didn't know for sure that we did it but he just figured that we did." Cam was silent for a moment and then said, "That kinda turns me on." It occurred to me that it was gonna be really weird for Cam and I to be having sex in my bedroom with my Dad sitting in the family room reading the paper or something. I still couldn't believe that that wasn't going to bother him. And when it was time for Cam to go home what was he supposed to say, "Thanks for letting me have sex with your son Mr. Corelli. I guess that I'll be going home now." I had to think about this. "Cam, the time of day kinda turns you on!" "So he wasn't mad?" "No! That's the totally weird thing he said that all guys did that! He said not to worry about it." "Oh man! I wonder if I've got time to beat off before we gotta leave for school?" If you figured out all the time that Cam spent beating off it would probably add up to the most important part of his life. Well, maybe mine too. "Will ya call me when you get back today?" "Sure! Who else would I call?" To each other our life's were an open book and we told each other everything and in amazing detail. We probably knew more about each other than our parents knew about us. Cam sighed. "Okay, I gotta go and take care of this." We both knew what that was. "Just be sure and call me when you get back." "Okay, as soon as I can." Cam hung up and when I got to thinking about it I was kinda surprised that he didn't ask me about my dad's dick or balls or ass or something. I was pretty sure that he just got sidetracked and he'd hit me with it later. Well then I could tell him about me sleeping with my dad. I found that sometimes I rationed exciting things so that I always had something that I could get Cam going with and sleeping with my dad even though nothing happened would be big. My dad's kitchen had a big center island that was covered with some kinda stone and I climbed up onto one of the stools as he slid my breakfast over to me. His tee shirt had a vee neck and there was some black hair poking out. Geez! My dad brought his own breakfast over and slid onto the stool next to me. "Dad....do you think that you'll get married again?" He looked at me and smiled. "You worried?" I sighed. "I dunno." And I didn't. He took a bite of his toast and turned to look at me. "It's not something that I'm planning. I mean I haven't met anyone that I'd want to do that with. It'd be a big step especially considering what happened with your mom." Then he said more quietly. "You know it's a rough thing to go through, I mean the divorce. Not something I'd wanna do again." "What my real nightmare is, the thing that I think about when I think about this at all is that you'll marry someone who's really nice to me when you're around and then terrible to me when you're at work. Then when you got home she'd be all kissy faced and you'd think that I was the crazy one." He smiled. "Don't think that I'd figure that out?" "Ya never know." He smiled again. "I could put up cameras here in the condo and tie em into the internet so that I could watch from work. That way I'd catch her if she was being mean to ya." I knew that he was kidding but it wasn't a bad idea. Then it occurred to me that he'd also see Cam and me and I scratched that idea. I sighed. "I guess that I gotta trust you to do the right thing." "Hey, the same thing goes for me. In a month you'll be fourteen and after that it's only four years until you're eighteen and legally of age, what if you marry a bitch and she treats me like that?" "I guess ya got a point. What if I promise not to marry a bitch?" "Deal!" He held out his hand and I shook it even though it made me feel really stupid and really grownup both at the same time. My dad stood up and said, "Well I gotta get dressed. I need to stop at the office for a second and then we'll head downtown. It was actually a great day. We stopped at my dad's office and Mrs. Hampton gave my dad coffee and offered me hot chocolate but I took the coffee too. My dad went on the computer for thirty minutes or so and signed a bunch of stuff and then we were off. "Dontcha have to tell someone that you're leaving?" My dad smiled. "I thing that they figured it out. Besides, I work way more than forty hours a week so I don't think that they have any room to complain." He didn't like build the buildings or anything, dad just made sure that they had the money to do that stuff. We went to this store downtown that only sold telescopes and binoculars and stuff like that. Dad bought me a pretty nice one that even had a motor drive because he said that at some point I might want to use it to look at actual stars instead of into Cam's bedroom. Once he said that we both thought it was hysterical and laughed our butts off. The museum was cool and had a huge display of space stuff with some of the real space stuff that actually orbited the earth. I was really blown away by how much my dad knew about this stuff, even the little details of everything. I didn't say anything but I wondered if the astronauts beat off when they were in space. I figured that if they did they about have to do it to each other because it wasn't like there was anyplace they could go where it'd be private and it'd be even better if the blew each other cause then they wouldn't have to worry about the cum flying around. My dad got like dozens of cell phone calls during the day, a lot of him were from his lawyer and he seemed to be happy about it but other than telling me that everything was fine I didn't really know what was going on. The only thing that he told me was that they had picked up all my personal stuff at my mom's and had delivered it to the condo. We were at the museum when he got that call and after he hung up he wrapped me in his arms and held me and I almost started to cry but then we just walked on. We had lunch at a really nice restaurant and I got a chance to ask him about the whole thing about Cam and me. I looked around the restaurant to make sure that nobody was listening. "Dad, could I ask you about.....you know how you said that Cam and I doing stuff didn't bother you?" He took a sip of his coffee and glanced around quickly I suppose for the same reason that I did. "Didn't you believe me?" I told him about my, Cam leaving at the end of a sucking session fantasy, where he thanks Dad for letting me have sex with him. My dad laughed really hard at that. "You know this is one of those things where I don't need to know everything. Just like your mom and I never told you when we were doing it even though you were almost always in the house at the time." I never thought of that. "So Cam and I could just not say anything about it? But what about when you come home? Lots of times you just poke your head in the door and the other day we didn't even hear you come into the apartment." He took a bite of his lunch. "I guess that I need to learn to knock. Hey, tell ya what, when you guys are done or don't need privacy just open the door a crack. Could you live with that?" "Yeah! That'd be great." This was still really hard to believe. "You're sure this isn't gonna bother ya?" He wiped his mouth with his napkin and folded it on the table. "I'm sure. Besides even if I wasn't sure you guys are still gonna do it and I'd rather have you doing it where I know that your safe." He smiled. "So will that same rules apply for me? "Huh?" "Well if I want privacy for...whatever. If my door is closed you don't come in and if the doors open even a crack then feel free." He seemed to think for a moment and then said, "Except if you need me, you know like the other day, then you just get me whether the door is open or closed. No restrictions if some thing has happened. And at least to some extent that's gotta be true for your room too. I mean if I hear a major crash in your room and you don't answer when I knock on the door I'm coming in. You could be lying there unconscious or something. Does all that seem reasonable?" "Yeah that sounds good." And it did sound good. "Ya got a deal, Dad." This was really a day for deals. He laughed and said, "Great!" The whole day I got the feeling that my dad was watching me and every time we stopped for something he'd have his hand on my shoulder or be touching me in some way. It felt like he was afraid that maybe I was gonna freak out again or something but I really was okay about the way things were turning out. At least I thought that I was. When we got home my room was full of boxes and clothes on hangers and just folded. It took us a while to put it all away. Now there were two computers sitting on my desk. My dad said, "I think that I need to see what those pictures are that you downloaded since you never know when that's gonna be an issue. Would that embarrass ya?" I guess that my turning beet red pretty much answered that question. I was fidgeting. "Ya gotta do that, Dad?" He pulled me to him and held me against his chest. "I think that I have to and the other thing is that you can't erase them, they have to stay just like they are and then we won't use that computer just the new one. Of course, I suppose that it's even possible that your mom already did erase them." This was one time that I hoped she had messed with my stuff. We hooked up the old computer to the monitor and then booted it up. Naturally I thought that I had been really tricky about hiding the pictures but burying the file under "Car pics" apparently wasn't enough. My dad brought up the file and scanned through the thumbnails. They were mostly pictures of hot naked guys by themselves and a few with guys blowing each other and even a couple of guys fucking and also a really great animated one with guys fucking. I wanted to crawl into a hole and die but my dad never let me get out of his reach. Finally after watching the animated one for a while he closed the file and turned off the computer. My dad stood up and gave me another hug. He had a hardon! I couldn't take my eyes off of it and finally he laughed and took my head in his hands and turned my head so that I was looking into his eyes. "I'm up here." He sighed. "I gotta admit the animated one was hot." Did he actually just say that? He unplugged the computer and detached it from the monitor and put it in the back of my closet. "Okay, now it's really important that you don't touch it." He smiled. "Even when Cam is over. Besides, at your age, your imagination, I'm sure, is more than enough." His hardon was gone. I called Cam and told him about my day but from his point of view it was pretty dull since there was no sex involved although he was relieved that we worked out a plan for having sex without getting officially caught. I saved the computer thing until last. "My dad saw the pictures we saved." I could hear his breath catch. "Corelli are you fucking crazy? Why did you show him that?" "I didn't have a choice he said that he had to see what they were in case it became an issue with my mom. Beside, I'm pretty sure he got wood from the animated gif." I still had lingering doubts about that even with his comment about it being hot. Sometime people look like they've got a hardon when it's really just the way their pants get bunched up. "No shit! How big is it?" Cam went from worried to horny in a fifth of a second. That night I slept in my own bed and I had the worst nightmare of my life. It was about my mom and Grandpa and my dad and a couple of teachers from school. I was living in the mall and that was okay for a while but there wasn't anyplace that I could shower and I just got dirtier and dirtier and it got so weird with everybody saying that they didn't want me anymore. I got chased a lot and I screamed a lot, in the dream I yelled for my dad to help me. When I woke up I realized that my head was lying on something hard that was covered in terrycloth and it turned out to be my dad's upper right arm in the sleeve of his bathrobe. It was wrapped around my chest and his hand came to rest on my left shoulder so that I was totally enveloped in his right arm. His left hand was a bigger problem because it had a firm grip on my hard cock and at the same time I could feel his hard cock pressing into my upper thighs. I was almost afraid to breathe but my hips seemed to involuntarily thrust my cock into my Dad's hand.