Dad To The Rescue, V
"Dad and Dan"
By Joey E

Surprise, surprise! I just wrote this chapter in one sitting exactly one day after I posted the previous one. I think you will enjoy this if you've been enjoying the story so far. Again, thanks to all the readers whom have responded. I do appreciate any feedback either positive or constructive criticism. Please keep them coming! Thanks.

Please be aware that the subject of this story is gay incest between a father and son. If this offends you, please take your bow and exit now. If you are under 18 (or 21 in some areas), please leave. All rights reserved. No unauthorized reproduction in any form is permitted without the consent of the author.

I woke up the next morning from a dream. It actually was a pleasant dream, the first one I had since this whole mess started. It was about my little bro, Robbie. The cutest little kid bro a big bro could want. Oh sure, he was a pain in my ass at times. But I had always wanted a little bro, and though it was a bit late, I finally had one. Even though we weren't completely related, it didn't matter. The last thing I remember before waking up was just patting him on the head and he looking up at me with a big grin of his.

I sat up in bed, wiped my eyes, and realized where I was. Lux jumped up, surprised at my sudden movement. She settled back down when I patted the spot next to me on the bed. She came over and sat down.

"Do you miss him too?" I whispered, softly.

She gave no response whatsoever, as if to say, thank god that little brat isn't torturing me anymore.

"Well, I miss him," I whispered as I got out of bed.

I took a peak into Tony's room, only to find him sleeping soundly and snoring softly. I tip-toed down the hallway to the bathroom and took a piss. Lux was standing at the doorway and I knew she wanted to be let out. I flushed and we both walked downstairs. Glancing at the clock on the microwave, I discovered it was 7:05AM.

"Damn," I muttered.

I let her out and watched her scamper out in the backyard. The silence was broken by a loud ring from the telephone.

"Shit!" I yelled out.

I reached for the phone and answered it.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Tony?"

"No, it's this is Joey," I answered.

"Oh, Joey, this is Ryan. Is your old man there?"

"Uh, he's asleep. Do you want me to wake him up?"

"Yeah, it's kind of important buddy," he said.

"Okay, hold on," I said as I ran up the steps to his room.

"Tony," I said, softly.

He wasn't moving.

"Tony," I said, louder.

He shifted a little.

"Dad," I said, now poking him.

"Hmmm?" he asked, not even opening his eyes.

"Dad, Ryan's on the phone for you."

"Oh," he said, still looking groggy. He reached for the phone.

"Hey," he said, sitting up in bed.

"Yeah, I was asleep. What's up?"

"Buddy, I'm still half asleep! Dan is supposed to be there this morning. Ask him! What time is it anyway?" he asked.

Just then, I heard Lux barking outside, trying to tell me she wanted to come in again. I ran downstairs and let her back inside. I still heard Tony talking on the phone, but I decided to just have breakfast. I was just about finished with my bowl of cereal when Tony appeared in the doorway of the kitchen.

"Good morning, Joey," he said in that sexy, low, hoarse voice of his.

"Hey," I said. "I'm sorry if I woke you up, but he said it was important."

"No, no, champ, it's all good. I'm just surprised I woke up after you did. You sleep well?"

"Oh yeah. Had a good dream about Robbie," I answered.

"You're little bro?" he asked, sitting down at the table.

"Yeah, it's strange. I miss him so much, Tony. But he was happy in my dream, so I guess he's okay now."

"Well, I know how it is to have a little bro, myself."

"No shit, I have an uncle?"

"Yeah. The funny thing is, he's only five years older than you are. He's the youngest and I'm the oldest. There's a sister in between us."

"Oh yeah, I remember you telling me about her. Where's your brother now?"

"Away at school," he answered. "His name is Matt, by the way."

"Cool!" I said, realizing someday I would have a whole other family to meet.

Tony got up and started to make his coffee in the coffee maker. "So, champ, I think I'm gonna have to go in again today. Just for a little while."

"Aw, okay," I said.

"And remember, no doing whatever you were doing on my bed while I'm gone. At least when I'm not there with you," he said, with a wicked grin on his face.

`Well, that made me bone up instantly. It also made me turn red.

"I'm only messin' with you, kid," he chuckled.

"Tony..." I started to say.

"Yeah?"

"You want to...uh...before you leave?"

He grinned at me and swatted my ass as I passed by him to put my bowl in the sink.

"You sick dawg," he exclaimed. "I think we need to find you a bud closer to your age, champ."

"But I want to do it with you," I admitted. "Don't think I'm crazy or anything."

"I'd never think that, Joey. It's just that, well, don't you think ti's weird to want to stroke one off with your old man?"

"No, not really. With my stepdad, yeah. But with you, it's different."

"Well, you work this one out on your own for now, okay? I'll be gone for at least an hour, so you'll have plenty of time to take care of business," he said.

Disappointed, I replied, "Okay."

He left soon after that and I was left alone in the house. As soon as I heard the front door close, I ran up to my room. I looked in the mirror at myself. I could tell I was really starting to develop. My chest was bigger and wider, my six-pack was more prominent, and my cock looked bigger than ever. My balls were really starting to grow hair too. I started stroking myself in front of the mirror, checking out my body, really getting turned on by it all. I hate to admit, but it was hot to see myself in the mirror while I beat off. I started to feel my chest, pinched one of my nipples, which sent a charge through my entire body.

I continued to stroke my dick and then got the idea to blow the load the mirror. I watched as my sperm came shooting out of my cock onto my reflection. It came out rather watery, but it flew quite a distance. Man, that was fuckin' hot, I thought to myself.

I cleaned up the mirror and myself, and then I hopped into the shower.

By the time I came out of my room all freshy clean, Tony was back.

"Hey, bud," he said as I came into the dining room. He was sitting there, amongst some papers spread out.

"Hey," I responded.

"Seems that Ryan screwed up an order of supplies that he needed. That's why he called this morning. I'm just going through now to see what he screwed up."

"Oh," I said, sitting down at the table.

I looked over some of the invoices, not knowing exactly what they were for. I soon lost interest and got up to go to the living room to play some video games. It was official. I had finally settled in my new home and now was pretty bored. I didn't want to bother Tony, since he seemed to be concentrating hard on the paperwork.

"I'm sorry, Champ. So much for having the week off," he said out of the blue.

I paused the game and I looked over at him.

"No problem. I understand."

I let the day go by me, doing some more sorting and some more video game playing. I was playing tug of war with Lux when Tony said he was heading out again. He said he would be home by five.

"Champ, we're home!" I heard him call out.

I practically ran downstairs to see him. He was not alone, but had Dan with him.

"Hey Dan!" I said, excited to see him.

"Hey, Little Bud," he said.

I threw my arms around him, don't exactly know why, but I did. He laughed and hugged me back.

"And where's my hug, champ?" Tony asked.

I jumped up and gave Tony a big hug as he lifted me up in the air. We all laughed and then Dan gave me a tickle on the belly. I squirmed in a fit of giggles.

"Glad to see you didn't burn the house down today," Tony said, looking around.

"Of course!" I answered, still in Tony's big, strong arms.

Dan ruffled up my hair and said, "Ah, he's a good kid."

Tony gently let me down. "Make yourself at home, Dan."

"I always do," Dan replied.

"I'm gonna take a quick shower, buds and then we'll do something for dinner," Tony said, walking towards the stairs.

"I'll hang out with Joey."

Dan and I walked into the living room and sat down on the couch next to each other.

"So, what have you been up to today?" he asked.

"Ah, just hangin' out. Played a few games, unpacked some shit down in the basement."

"Cool. Well, your old man, the slave driver, made sure we had plenty of work to do today!"

He was so cute in his own way. I was worried that he might see my boner that I had gotten from the thrill of just sitting down next to him. I had on a pair of mesh shorts which did anything but contain my erection. I looked down at his arm, which had a light coating of light brown hair. The veins in the forearms were prominent, too.

"Hey, Joey?" I heard him say.

"Huh?" I asked, shaken out of my dreamworld.

"You look lost," Dan chuckled.

"Oh, no, uh...." I said, not knowing what to say, being that I was caught.

There was a moment of silence that was extremely awkward. I didn't know if I was caught for sure, but I sure as hell didn't know what to say. Luckily, he spoke up.

"You know, you sure as hell remind me of your Dad when he was your age."

"You knew Dad back then?" I asked, knowing the answer already.

"Oh yeah, didn't he tell you? We grew up together. In fact, we used to live across the street from each other."

"Cool," I said. "My best bud and I grew up together on the same street. He's the one I went over to see yesterday."

"Ah," he said. "Well, Tony and I have been together now for about twenty-five years. His family moved in when I was about nine."

"So you were there when he, uh, got my mom pregnant?"

"Yep. You know, he never did stop thinking about you, Joe. He is the greatest man on this earth. I hope you'll realize that sometime."

"I think I know," I said.

"And though I wish it was under different circumstances, I am so glad that I finally got to meet you."

I looked up at him again to find he was looking directly at me. For some strange reason, if I wasn't careful, I might start the waterworks again. I felt very comfortable around Dan. Don't exactly know why, but I just did. He just had this easy-going personality, friendly, plus very handsome to boot. He wrapped his arm around my shoulder, like a close bud would do with his buddy. Only his arm stayed there as he continued to talk.

"God, you remind me of him so much."

"Why do you say that?" I asked, after hearing that from him numerous times.

"Just the way you handle yourself. The way you look, the way you look at me....."

Uh oh, I thought to myself. If it was true that Tony and Dan were more than just good ol' buddies, then Dan had figured me out for sure with that last comment. I turned away.

"So, is it true what they say? Like father, like son?" he said out of the blue.

Now I was dead. What the fuck was I supposed to say to that?

He laughed and continued, "Com' on, bud, I'm only teasin' you."

Luckily, Tony came into the room at that instant.

"What are you doing to my boy?" he asked, seemingly amused. "He looks like you just threatened him or something."

"Nothing, babe. I just told him how much he reminds me of you when you were his age," Dan said, taking his arm away, finally.

There was that word babe again. There was something definitely between these two guys.

"Ah, yeah, he does, doesn't he?" Tony asked, sitting down on the side of me.

So there we were, the three of us, Me in the middle of these two major hunks. What was a teenage boy to do?

"Well, what do you want to do for dinner?" Dan asked, trying to break the awkward moment that he created.

"Italian!" Tony said. "I'm fuckin' starved. Sound good champ?"

"Sure," I answered.

"So what are you waiting for?" Tony asked Dan.

"What?"

"Aren't you going to take a shower? You fuckin' reek!"

"Oh, yeah," Dan said, jumping up. "I'll just be a few."

Tony and I continued to hang out on the couch. I need to ask Tony this question before I exploded.

"Tony..."

"Yeah, Joey?"

I looked directly into his eyes and asked, "Is Dan your lover?"

Tony closed his eyes for a second and took in a deep breath.

"Do you really want to know?" he asked.

I shook my head yes.

He broke into a grin and answered, "Yes."

I almost fell over in shock that he would admit that to me. He sure as hell noticed my reaction.

"Well, buddy, remember the first thing I said about us living together. Honesty. You asked me a question and I answered it."

"Shit," I muttered, looking away. Though I suspected it, I didn't expect him to come out and just tell me like that.

"Yes, Joe, he is my lover. We've been together even before you were born. Are you all right, Champ?"

"Uh, I guess. How come you didn't tell me this before?"

"Because, it wasn't necessary. I was going to tell you eventually, but I wanted to ease you into it. How did you figure it out?"

"Well, like you said, like dad, like son. It wasn't that hard," I explained.

"But you're only a kid..."

"Yeah, but it takes one to know one, too," I answered, handling this whole thing better than I ever thought I would. And with that, I had just officially come out to my real Dad.

"Oh shit," Tony said, realizing what I had just done. He wrapped his arms around me and hugged me. He kissed me on the cheek.

"It's okay, son. You're safe here. I love you, Joe," he whispered softly.

I felt something wet on my cheek and looked at Tony's face. He had tears running down his face. He quickly let go of me and wiped the tears off his face. He looked at me and grinned through his tears.

"We have a lot to talk about, don't we?" he asked.

"Yes," I said, realizing that I had a hundred questions to ask him.

Just then, Dan came back downstairs.

"Well, are you ready?" he asked, throwing on his baseball cap backwards.

"Uh," Tony started to say.

"What's up?" Dan asked, realizing something was going on. He came into the room and sat down on the couch.

"Uh, Dan....Joey here just uh..."

"What? What did you do?" Dan asked me.

"Joey knows."

"About what?" Dan asked, totally confused.

I looked over at Tony who rolled his eyes.

"Dan, Joey knows..." he said, again, emphasizing the word knows.

Dan looked about ready to say what again when this look came over his face as if the lightbulb finally went on in his head.

"Oooooh," he said slowly.

"Yeah," Tony said.

I noticed Tony didn't say anything about me being the same way.

"So what do you think? " Dan asked, softly.

"It's all good," I responded, trying to retain my cool image which I knew I lost several weeks ago.

"I knew it!" Dan said. "Didn't I tell you he'd be cool with it?"

"Oh shut up," Tony retorted.

"Little bud, you're the coolest kid," he said, ruffling my hair again.

"Listen, why don't we just order in tonight and then we can talk all we want right here," Tony said, getting up.

"Sounds good to me," Dan said.

I nodded my head.

Tony got the menu and we placed an order. Tony and I each got a cheesesteak and Dan got a personal sized pizza. We sat back down on the couch and talked some more. I must say I enjoyed sitting in between these two hunks. And the boner was back.

"Is this the reason why you stepped away from my life?" I asked, not beating around the bush with the questions.

Dan looked at Tony and Tony sighed. "Yes. You're exactly right. I knew that I would never make your mom happy. I knew that it just wasn't going to work. I had Dan in my life ever since we were kids. And we just grew closer and closer as we got older. I did what I did to prove to myself I was a man. But, I wasn't going to waste three lives just so I could be straight."

"It just didn't seem strange to us, little bud. We knew what we were doing was different, but it just didn't seem wrong to us," Dan added.

"So you've been together since you were kids?"

"Yeah, through thick and thin," Tony said, smiling at Dan. The way these two looked at each other, you could tell they were still in love and happy. It was that point that I realized that I wanted to find someone just like Dan.

"And while we're getting everything out in the open, I have to ask this question..."

"Oh god," Tony said.

Dan started to laugh and then stopped. "Why the hell were you jackin' off in your Dad's bed the other day?"

"Aw, come on, bud!" Tony exclaimed.

"WHAT?" I asked, terrified.

"He doesn't have to tell you why," Tony said to Dan with an edge to his voice.

I was a little surprised that Tony would tell Dan something like that. I wondered if Dan knew about what Tony and I did yesterday. Time would tell.

"What? I just wanted to know why..."

"Because, I wanted to," I answered.

"But why?"

"Shut up, hun," Tony said, wrapping his arm around me. "Let it go."

"Listen, Joey, this doesn't change anything okay? Dan and I will do our best to be discreet around you. We aren't out to the whole world and intent to keep it that way. What we do behind our closed door shouldn't be an issue."

"Unless you want to join us," joked Dan.

My eyes bulged out at that comment. And I think a drop of precum seeped out of my cock onto my mesh shorts. Oh shit.

"Dan, this is my son!" Tony said, becoming visibly upset. "Come on man. Cut it out!"

"We're all men here," Dan said. "That's what you always say!"

"But it's my son!" Tony yelled.

"Actually, it is what he says," I said before I could stop myself.

"There you see?" Dan asked, chuckling.

Tony glared at me and Dan.

"Don't add fuel to his fire," Tony warned me.

"All right, fine, fine," Dan said, resigning.

"Hey, bud, why don't you take Lux for her walk now. I gotta talk to Dan alone."

"But..."

"Don't worry," Tony said. "I just would like to talk to Dan."

"Okay," I said.

"LUX!" I cried out. "Let's go for a walk."

All through the walk, I was wondering what they were talking about. I also felt the urge to beat off into a bush. I knew when I got back, that's what I would do. I needed release. All this happening at once. It was almost too much for me. I took her for a brisk walk and was back in ten minutes.

"I'll be back in a few," I said, running upstairs.

I think I gave my dick about ten strokes and I shot an enormous load into my old t-shirt. I was slightly embarrassed after I shot my load. I cleaned the shaft off and threw back on a pair of cargo shorts. At least it would be less revealing if I did pop wood again. I went downstairs and saw that things were no different really than when I had left. Dad was standing in the kitchen and Dan was still on the couch. .

"Well, Tony, I think I'm gonna head out tonight," Dan said, looking a little rejected.

"Look, I told you to stay. Stay with us."

"Nah, I'm gonna go out."

"Come on, bud, what the fuck?" Tony asked.

"I'm not going to be here, discussing this kind of thing with you and your boy if you aren't going to talk about what needs to be talked about. Every time I say something sexual, you act as though I just said the worst thing I could possibly say. I don't think we should be sugarcoating things for him. He's almost a man. He needs to hear these things from us."

Tony's face turned red. "Look," he said, taking a brief second to gather his thoughts. "I am doing the best I can with Joey. I've never done this before."

"Oh sure, but you can tell him it's cool to jack off with a bud, and it's cool if he thinks your hot. But if I say something, you act as though I am going to corrupt the boy." Dan said, moving into the kitchen.

"But he's my boy!" Tony yelled, finally blowing up.

Dan shot a glare at Tony that looked strong enough to burn, if not kill. Immediately, Tony backed off a bit.

"I'm sorry," Tony said, softly.

I didn't know where to turn or where to go at this point.

"You know what?" Dan asked, finally speaking up. "I'm going out for a bit. You can discuss what ever you want, since you can't seem to do it when I'm here. I just would like to remind you though what we talked about years ago, when we first moved in together."

WOAH! What was this? They lived together at one point?

"We made an agreement. We would raise the little guy together. You asked me to go back to my old place for a bit while you two got settled and shit, and I did. You promised that once everything was out in the open that everything would go just as we planned before. Time to live up to your end of the deal, Anthony. In case you didn't realize, I love the kid like he was my own. He is yours. But because I'm yours and you're mine, he's ours."

With that, Dan walked out the front door and Tony just stood there looking at the door. Tony then looked at the beer bottle he was holding in his hand and hurled it into the sink, breaking it all over the counter, sink and floor. I had never seen Tony lose his temper before and it was a little scary. He looked over and was a little surprised to find me standing there.

"Damn, champ, how long have you been standing there?" Tony asked, coming over to me.

"N-n-not too long," I stuttered.

"I'm sorry, Joey. You weren't supposed to hear or see any of that."

Just then, the front door opened again and in came Dan with the food.

"Here's dinner," he said, setting it down on the kitchen table. He reached into the bag, found his pizza, and took it out. He started to walk towards the front door again.

"Where are you going?" Tony said, sounding a little tired. "Come on, Dan, don't leave."

Dan looked back at me and said, "I'll be back in a little while."

"Don't bother," Tony murmured.

Dan looked back at Tony. He slowly walked up to him. Tony didn't bat an eyelid. These two men were stubborn as two mules.

"You're being an asshole," Dan said through his teeth. "I'll be back later."

Dan left and Tony sighed. He cracked open another bottle of beer he got from the fridge and took a swig.

"Dad," I said, softly.

"Yeah, champ?" he asked.

"You really love him, don't you?"

"Yes I do."

"He really moved out of here for you?" I asked.

"Yes, he did. He offered to. I missed him so much when he was gone. I mean, I needed to take care of you and I wouldn't have done it any other way. But I did miss him. We both thought it would be best if you got settled in with me before we told you anything else."

I sat down to the kitchen table and opened my cheese steak sandwich. Tony sat down next to me.

"Damn, man, I don't know what just happened."

I just kept chewing and listened to him.

"I don't know, I just feel protective of you bud. No one, and I mean no one is going to hurt you. I don't know if in the process I shut out Dan too, but I never thought I would feel this way. I thought I'd be the cool, open-minded Dad, unlike my Dad. But when I look at you, I want to just be there to protect and hold you. I know that it's silly, I know that it's even stupid, but the feeling is still there."

I got up from my chair and stood in back of his and wrapped my arms around him.

"It'll be okay, Dad," I said, softly.

"Dan is the man in my life, Joey. He always has been and always will be. We hardly ever fight like we just did. I guess maybe it's the strain of being away from him."

"Well, I think you should definitely have him move in again as soon as possible."

"Yes, I think you're right. Do you think I'm overprotective of you?"

"No, I don't. I think you're the coolest guy I ever met," I answered.

He stood up and turned around to hug me. He lifted me up and hugged me, pressing his cheek to my cheek.

"I love you," he said.

"I love you too, Dad."

We finished eating our dinner together and then moved to the couch to watch whatever was on TV. Tony's mind was in another place, but I snuggled up to him and he wrapped his arm around me. He felt so good next to me. I could feel the body heat radiate off him. I could smell his soap. I rested my head on his pec and wrapped my arm around his back.

We stayed that way for an hour or so. The front door opened just as the show we were watching ended. I sat up immediately and so did Tony.

Dan came in, not saying a word and sat down on the Lazy-Boy recliner. He smelled like smoke and I could smell beer.

"Hey, champ, how about you let us chat a little? You can watch the TV in my room, if you want."

"Okay," I said, getting up, knowing that it was best if I wasn't here.

I did want to hear what they were talking about, but I thought it best if I didn't. I went up to his room like he asked me to and sat on his bed. CSI was on at a special time for some reason, so I got sucked into the show. During a commercial, I felt thirsty, so I headed downstairs for a drink. I walked quietly to listen if they were arguing. I heard nothing really, so I walked down and found the most erotic thing I ever saw in my life.

Tony and Dan kissing.