Date: Mon, 15 Jun 2009 00:37:49 -0400
From: Alex <68620to43203@gmail.com>
Subject: Father's Love Series - Chapter 11 (Revised)

A Father's Love

Chapter 11

By Alex

David's arm wrapped around Tyler's back with his other hand resting on his
own stomach.  Tyler's arm reached across his dad's chest as his other arm
was folded up against his own chest.  Tyler was in heaven.  He turned his
face to further bury it against David's shoulder and inhaled the fading
scent of his dad's deodorant.

David continued to rub Tyler's back, moving his fingers from just below
Tyler's nipple to the waistband of his boxers.  His fingers were able to
reach around the boy's small frame to the front of his hip as his pinky
rested against his underwear.  With his eyes closed, he could see the
delicate waist under his fingers and knew that all he would have to do is
push his hand down a few inches and he'd feel the beginnings of Tyler's
pubic hair.  He wanted to kick himself for thinking about it and
immediately slid his hand back up Tyler's side and let it rest with his
thumb gently rubbing his son's ribs.

"Thanks for-- letting me stay" Tyler whispered again feeling like a six
year old.

"I'm glad you're here Ty."

The minutes pasted with both laying nearly motionless; unwilling or unable
to fall asleep because of this new wonderful closeness that they were each
experiencing.  David was now very thankful that he had done what he did in
the livings room a couple of hours earlier.  He was certain that had he
not, he'd have to roll over and lay on his stomach to hide how much Tyler
was affecting him.  Tyler was doing nothing to help the situation by
continually readjusting and scooting closer each time.  David imagined that
the only way Tyler could get much closer was if he were to climb up on top
of him and lay on his chest.  His cock would twitch at the thought and
thinking fast he took his free hand off his stomach and caressed Tyler's
elbow which prompted Tyler to do the same.  As Tyler's fingers wrapped
around David's forearm his shorts got tighter.  He closed his eyes and
tried to will his growing erection away employing the method that worked so
well in junior high.  David thought to himself "Old nuns"-- "Really old
nuns"-- "Old hairy nuns"-- it still wasn't enough, "Helen Thomas naked on a
hot day, Helen Thomas naked on a hot day."  He giggled a little because, as
it always had, that thought did the job.

Tyler relaxed as he was caressed by his dad.  His eyes refused to open and
soon the rhythmic pumping of his dad's heart eased him into sleep.  David
didn't know what time it was and really didn't care.  The thing that
mattered to him the most was starting to snore a little bit against his
chest.  He felt Tyler twitch a little bit and smiled whispering "Sweet
dreams."

<><>

Throughout the night they seemed to move in unison.  If Tyler rolled away,
David rolled with him and spooned him; when David would roll onto his back,
Tyler's arm would find its way back across his chest, but at no point did
their embrace suffer an interruption.  Unlike the previous morning, David's
mind, was very well aware of who it was that he was sleeping with today.  A
smile spread across his face as he started to rub Tyler's back again.  He
turned to look at the clock to see what time it was and was surprised when
he found out it was almost nine o'clock.  He hadn't slept in this late in
years unless he had been sick.  He squeezed Tyler with the arm that was
around his back and with his free hand, reached up and brushed his thumb
across Tyler's cheek.

"Hey-- Tyler," he whispered, "it's time to wake up."

He rubbed his back with a little more energy but Tyler's only response was
to press his face further into David's shoulder followed by a series of
little grunts.

There was no doubt that having Tyler sleeping against him was by far the
happiest he'd been in bed in a long time but that didn't change the fact
that he needed to pee.  Gently rolling Tyler onto his other side, David
slowly pulled his arm out from under his head.  He looked at him and smiled
at the fantastic case of bed-head that Tyler was sporting and noticed yet
again that Tyler really did look like a model.  Not that he ever hoped that
he would want his hair to look like that on a normal day but it did look
like something he'd seen in a fashion magazine.  He carefully got out of
bed and made his way into the bathroom and latched the door quietly.
Turning on the shower, David pealed his shirt off, rubbed his hairy chest
and then, kicking his shorts off, gave his plump dick a squeeze and took
aim as he let his morning piss go.  He looked at himself sideways in the
mirror and smiled at his profile.  He wasn't a conceited man but he knew
that God had been nice to him.  A broad chest with a spread of dark hair
and the same repeated on his legs and forearms, were always able to grab
the eyes of the cute boys at the club.  Giving his cock a few shakes and
flushing the toilet, David climbed into the shower and leaned his forehead
against the wall under the shower head.  The hot water pounding on his back
made him sigh as it helped to relax away the muscle tension that sleeping
with a cuddler had brought on.  He smiled remembering the way that he woke
up listening to Tyler breathing and feeling him pressed up against him.  He
thought back to how he had jerked off last night just a few inches from
Tyler's face and the mental picture he had of Tyler deep throating him.
His cock started to grow but to avoid the guilt that he'd felt last night
he quickly washed his hair, soaped up his armpits, cock, balls and ass.  He
got out of the shower and as he had the day before, he saw the teen boy
magazine he kept in there.  He figured it wouldn't be bad if he just didn't
think about Tyler.

He closed the lid on the toilet and sat down flinching at the cold shock
against his balls as they hung down.  He grabbed the lotion again and as he
wrapped his fingers around his cock he started turning the pages.  The boys
just couldn't compare to Tyler though.  They were skinny; Tyler was trim.
They didn't have anything that came even close to the muscular bubble butt
that Tyler had.  "This one's ass looks like a dinner plate with a crack
down the middle of it" he thought.  They all had a lot more armpit hair
too- Tyler's was so fine it looked like it was barely there.  He kept
stroking and had to try hard to keep his mind off Tyler.  He tried to think
about boys that he had brought home before- the sexy ones getting in on the
"18 to party" nights.  Buzzed on some cheap beer they had down in the
parking lot immediately before coming in.  He had brought ones home and
pounded their asses right where Tyler was now laying, blowing his load into
the condom before pulling out and sucking the kid off.  He tried hard not
to think about whether or not he would have to wear a condom with Tyler.
He wouldn't have to figure out how to get his son home in the morning and
he wouldn't feel weird about whether to cuddle in the morning or not.
David put his head down and gave in to his lust.  He imagined Tyler being
on his hands and knees facing away from him again.  His perfect little ass
waiting for his cock-- wanting it inside.  His balls tightened and in his
imagination he put his hands on Tyler's hips, getting ready to cum inside
his teenage adonis.  Tyler would push back and grunt as his thick dad
penetrated him.  David tightened his grip and felt pulse after pulse shoot
out and could hear it landing on the floor.

He picked his shirt up off the floor and wiped up his load and tossed it
once again, into the corner.  He didn't know what he was going to do with
himself.  Since Tyler got there he hadn't had an orgasm that didn't involve
thinking about his son- or even having his son physically being brought
into it.  He cracked the door open to see if Tyler was still asleep and as
he did, before he could even see him, he could hear the gentle snoring
coming from the pile of blankets on the bed.  He smiled as he pulled his
shorts back on and sneaked out of the bedroom to get the day started.

David was in desperate need of coffee and as he descended the stairs, he
stretched his arms up above his head in an attempt to wake himself up.
Halfway down the stairs he took a deep breath and said a little prayer
thanking God for Russell.  He walked into the kitchen and there was a fresh
pot that Russell set to start brewing before he left yesterday.  David
poured himself a cup, added his creamer and popped it in the microwave for
a minute to heat it back up.  He walked over to the front door to disarm
the alarm and once his coffee was done, made his way out to the patio.  The
breeze was cool but sitting out there always helped him clear his head.

<><>

Chip was breathing hard and his heart was racing.  Sweat was making his
hair and shirt wet as he ducked under another branch.  He picked his
apartment for two reasons.  Most importantly, it was close to his bosses
house and secondly, there was a great nature preserve just a couple blocks
away.  He never liked running on sidewalks or any groomed surface for that
matter.  He stumbled across this place completely by accident but instantly
loved it.  The trails, if you could even call them that, were haphazard to
say the least.  Nothing more than little rabbit trails, he could run week
after week and never take the same path twice.  He had yet to get David out
to join him on these trails but figured it was worth mentioning again when
he got to the house.

After nearly an hour of running, Chip was in serious need of water which
was the only real downside that Chip could see in his little trail runner's
paradise.  He had to head north but since there was no real organization to
this place, he would occasionally end up running across someone's yard to
get back to a road.

<><>

Tyler rolled back and stretched his arms out but realized that David wasn't
there.  He rubbed his face and slid his hands down his chest, over his abs
and down into his boxers to give his morning wood a squeeze.  He heard a
door downstairs close and sat up.  He rubbed his face again and scooted to
the edge of the bed to stand up.  Had Tyler been more awake he would have
thought to go back to his own room but in his zombie like state didn't
think if his dad would care.  As soon as he walked into the bathroom he
could tell that David must have just taken a shower because the humidity
was still pretty high.  He kicked off his boxers and stepped into the
shower.  He had an impossible time trying to aim with any kind of accuracy
with a hardon, so as he stood in the shower waiting for the water to warm
up, he bend his dick down and let loose.  Playing with his dick, he wagged
back and forth turning his dick into a fountain the same way as he had done
in the shower since he was a little kid.  He stepped into the water and
took a deep breath as the still cool water struck his chest.  The water
continued to warm as he wet his hair and rubbed his hands under his
armpits, around his dick and balls and spreading his little butt cheeks as
the water ran down his back.

The more he woke up, the more he felt awkward about being naked in his
dad's bathroom.  Feeling self-conscience and turned on at the same time, he
was hard as a rock but cut things short for fear of being caught.  He
turned off the water and grabbed the only towel that hung on the rack and
quickly dried, imagining that the still damp towel had just a little while
earlier been rubbed all over his dad's naked body.  He bent over and picked
up his boxers again.  He quickly stepped into his shorts and opened the
door.  Walked over to the window he saw David and Chip walking towards the
house from the other side of the pool.  He moved fast knowing that at any
moment they could both be in a position where he could be seen dashing into
his room.  In two rushed steps, he stepped on, turned and tangled his feet
up in the sheet that he had been wrapped in very early that morning.

<><>

David took another drink of his coffee as he watched the seagulls hover
down by the shore.  It was warmer this morning than it had been for the
previous couple of weeks.  He leaned back in his chair, put his feet up on
the railing and tilted his chair back on the two rear legs.  His mom always
got on his case for doing it, claiming that it would ruin the chair.
"Bullshit," David thought smiling.  He never broke the habit and never
ruined a single chair.  Before the accident he never failed to point that
out when his parents had come over.  He was well beyond the point of
sadness since it had been over ten years since they were killed, but he did
miss them.

David heard the garage door opened and after a few minutes Chip popped his
head out of the kitchen door.

"Good morning!" he said energetically, "Let me grab a cup of coffee and
I'll be right out."

Before David could even respond the door was already closing.  Chip poured
himself a cup and sauntered back out to the pool.

"Good morning" David finally got a chance to reply.  "You're moving pretty
fast for it being so early."

"You do realize that it's almost ten o'clock right?" Chip teased back at
his groggy employer.

"God-- already?  It feels like six."

"Did you guys hit the town last night or something?" Chip inquired.  "It's
a little early to show Tyler the nightlife don't ya think?"

"It was just a long night.  We were up pretty late watching a movie." David
said before taking another sip of coffee.  "Thank you again for picking all
of those up the other day.  Tyler really likes them."

"I'm glad-- were you up all night watching TV?"

"We watched one but--," He wasn't sure if he really wanted to go into
detail with this.  "Tyler had a nightmare last night and was having a hard
time getting back to sleep.  I just woke up about an hour ago and he's
still asleep."

"He's got a lot to adjust to.  I can't even imagine what it must be like.
Asher asked how you guys have been doing."

"How is he doing?  Oh and did you talk to Russell last night?"

The two drank their coffee as Chip talked about Asher's reaction to David's
invitation and how excited he was about it.  David relished doing the
unexpected so hearing Chip's story made him smile.

"That reminds me, I need to call the agent back and iron out the plans.
When is Asher done with class?"

Chip always paid special attention when David talked about the trips,
waiting for him to slip up.  They finished their coffee at about the same
time and after another minute or two of idle chit chat they decided it was
time for round two.

David set his mug down on the kitchen counter and all of a sudden heard a
rumble come from upstairs.  He glanced at Chip and hurried through the
foyer and up the stairs.  Tyler's door was still wide open from last night
so he immediately went to his own room.

<><>

Tyler pull his arm out from underneath him and stood as he once again found
himself on his dad's floor.  "Yep--," he half-whimpered and half-grumbled,
"wood still hurts."  He knew his dad had to be back in the house by now so
he hurried to recover.  He stood up and realized that he had put his
underwear on backwards.  The realization came when he was bent over and
felt a cool draft through the fly that was situated directly over his
butt-crack.  He didn't hear the footsteps on the stairs, so he didn't think
to hesitate in pulling his shorts off so he could turn them around and put
them back on.

<><>

David didn't pause before opening the door; he was expecting to find Tyler
on the floor but instead he saw his son, standing at the end of the bed,
buck-naked except for the boxers currently around his ankles.  Tyler's head
popped up with a stunned look on his face as he yanked them up the rest of
the way.

In the second it took for Tyler to cover himself, David dropped his head
and pulled the door back shut.  "SORRY--," David hollered through the door,
"uhhh- are you okay?"

Tyler could feel his face turning red.  "Crap!" he said as he pulled his
underwear up over his dick.  "Yea," he said as he tucked his dick down so
it wouldn't come out of the fly.  Tyler reopened the door to find an
equally blushing David on the other side.  "I tripped--," he said meekly.

David couldn't believe what he just saw.  He could feel himself swelling as
Tyler slipped past him with a slightly puzzled look in his eye and then
into his own room to get dressed.  Tyler's slender body had been completely
exposed; every creamy inch of snow white and every freckle that he had not
yet noticed became so clear in his mind that he could now count them by
simply closing his eyes.  "Jesus Christ," he quietly moaned.  Like a series
of frames from a movie reel, he re-watched his teen boy's hands sliding up
his legs; his shoulder blades moving as he straightened up; his dick
hanging below his flawless tummy.  David closed his eyes, still frozen in
the doorway, and fixated on Tyler's barely there patch of dark pubic hairs.
He imagined he could have counted each of them if he had seen them for a
few seconds longer.  Extending no more than an inch up from the base of his
dick, they were the sexiest sight David could have ever imagined.  If he
had surmised that his armpit hair had started growing just a week ago, his
pubes must have started growing the night before he boarded he airplane.

"Hey," Chip said from the bottom of the stairs shaking David out of his
trance.  "Are you okay?"

"Yea!" he replied already feeling like a kid caught with his hand in the
cookie-jar.  "He just-- uh- tripped," he said as he turned to head back
down the stairs making every attempt at keeping his cool.

Chip just cautiously laughed.  "Did you just have a stroke-- or something?"

David wanted a cave he could hide in but in the middle of the stairway
there was no place to which he could escape.  As he looked down at Chip's
strange grin he knew he was busted.  "FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK" he repeated
in his head.

Together they walked into the kitchen and David refilled his coffee cup.
David was mortified.

For all the discomfort David felt, Chip wasn't blind to what had just
passed before his eyes.  He too tried to shake off what had just happened;
he knew he'd been caught by Tyler as he checked him out.  He had walked
into the foyer just a moment before Tyler came out of his dad's room and he
didn't blink for fear of missing a glimpse of Tyler's graceful body.  He
was staring at his ass, crotch and tummy and as he looked up he made eye
contact with Tyler.  Busted!

"Act cool-- he'll kill you if you say anything-- you didn't see
anything--," he told himself.  Not that he had any experience with a
situation such as this but he was pretty sure that a dad wouldn't like to
know that an adult was just checking out his teenage kid's ass, no matter
how utterly breathtaking he may be.

"What do you two want to do today?" Chip said; smoothly changing the
subject.

David tried to relax his shoulders.  "Last night-- we stopped off and got
him a few new clothes and I said we'd go get some more today.  He didn't
come out here with very much."

"Awesome!  Where'd you go?" Chip responded with just a little bit too much
energy.

Both men felt like balloons ready to burst, just hoping that the other
couldn't read his mind.

"We stopped by Saks downtown," David said walking out the door.  "He's
going to need a new wardrobe now that he's not going to have to dress like
an eskimo for half the year."

Chip nervously smiled.  "Hold on a second, I wanna show you something."
Chip seized the two second silence and ducked through the door to the
garage and went to his car to get the little street map he kept.  He had
planned on showing David where the preserve was and this was a perfect time
to disappear and decompress for a minute.

<><>

As soon as Tyler closed his door he ran to his closet and grabbed clothes;
his new clothes.  He was trying to figure out if he should giggle about
what happened or be totally mortified.  He was embarrassed but at the same
time was turned on that David had seen him naked.  Tyler's first taste of
exhibitionism had his heart beating a hundred miles an hour and had his
soldier standing at full attention.  He caught both of them looking at him
and he knew his dad was really looking at him.  He stood in his closet and
threw his boxer in the hamper.  He looked down at his lithe body; He didn't
like what he saw.  It wasn't that he didn't know he was in good shape but
none of the characteristics that he found attractive were on him.  He had
nearly no muscles, not a single hair on his chest or tummy and barely any
hair above his dick.  He remembered back to seeing his dad after the shower
the day before yesterday.  He took his dick in his hand and slid his
fingers over his head remembering the dark short hairs on David's chest and
above his fat dick.

He needed to hurry but he knew he wanted to cum first; he had to.  He knelt
down, sitting on his ankles, and started rubbing.  He imagined his dad
walking up to the closet door-- he didn't know what he'd do, he hadn't
thought that far ahead yet, but in less than two minutes he hunched forward
imagining his dad watching him as his orgasm overtook him.  The cool air
against his asshole and his free hanging balls only enhanced his waves of
pleasure.  With his forehead resting on the floor he opened his eyes and
saw a nice sized load slowly seeping into the carpet and a couple drops
dripping off the head of his dick as he squeezed it.  He grabbed the boxers
he had just taken off and wiped it up.

<><>

Both men sat in their respective silences as their blood pressures returned
to normal.  In just a few minutes Chip had shaken it off.  He opened his
car door, retrieved his map and with a few cleansing breaths, walked back
out to the pool to find David talking on the phone.

"Don't worry about it, seriously.  If anything else comes up just call me."
David waved Chip over as he wrapped up the call.  They both felt better;
they had been adequately distracted and it seemed as though neither had
seen the other staring at Tyler so it was safe to move on.  "Done and
done," David said putting down the phone.  "Saturday morning, be ready to
leave."

"Damnit-- I knew I should have come back faster."

"I didn't say any details anyway just incase you or Tyler did."

"Did what?" Tyler chimed in from behind both of them.

"Spy on me so you'd know where we were going this year," David said before
he turned around.

Tyler walked up the chaise lounge that David was sitting in and sat at the
foot.  Chip and David were once again left speechless as they looked at
what Tyler was wearing.  Tyler looked through the clothes that David had
bought for him last night but didn't want to get all dressed up so he put
on a pair of the really nice khakis that David said looked so good on him
and pulled on a tight white undershirt foregoing any shoes or socks at
least for right now.

David had to keep from whistling or making a cat-call at Tyler's ability to
look breath-taking no matter what he put on and said "Well-- it looks like
you're all ready to go."

"Where?"  he asked getting visibly more interested.

"To get more clothes-- if you still want to," David said finishing off the
last of his coffee.

Tyler's smile went from ear to ear at the thought of another day with his
dad.  "What about breakfast?"

"Well, I don't know, what do you guys feel like having?" David asked
looking back and forth between Chip and Tyler.

"I had breakfast three hours ago like everybody else in San Diego plus I'm
going to go have lunch with Asher between his lectures today so I'm out,"
Chip said as he stood up to go back into the house.  As he stood he made a
concerted effort to keep his eyes from hanging on the tightness of Tyler's
shirt.

"Well it looks like it's just us again today," David said with a smile on
his face looking up into Tyler's bright eyes.

"Can we go back to the place where we went last night-- like, to get
clothes?" Tyler asked-- "That place was so cool!"

"You're the boss," David said as he tried to take a second final sip of
coffee from his now empty cup.  "There are a lot of stores there we can
look at and we can get something to eat there too."

Tyler hurried ahead and opened the door and waited for his dad to catch up,
holding the door open for him.  As David walked through it, he again put
his arm around Tyler's shoulder and pulled him into a sideways hug.  "We
should get you a phone while we're there.  That way you can call your
friends back home."

Tyler had only ever used a cell phone four or five times so the thought of
having his own was definitely not something he expected.  He turned around
and wrapped his arms around his dad's chest.  Tyler hugged him tightly and
wished there was something that he could do to show him how much he really
appreciated everything David was doing for him.  "I love you dad." was all
he could muster.

David put his arms around him and put his chin on Tyler's head.  "I love
you too Ty" he said as he closed his eyes.  When he reopened them Chip was
standing in the door smiling.  Tyler held onto the hug for a while; long
enough that David and Chip both took notice.  After a minute David bent his
head down beside Tyler's ear and felt his shoulders shake for a moment .
"Are you okay?" David whispered.  David could feel the quake coming from
Tyler's chest as he continued to slide his palm up and down his back.

Tyler didn't like the feeling that he was having.  He felt like he was
being greedy with his dad's money.  He had never had so much money spent on
him so quickly in his life.  Without pulling his face away from his dad's
shoulder, Tyler's voice cracked. "You don't have to get me all this stuff.
We don't have to get anything.  Can we hang out again like yesterday?"
Tyler croaked out.

Chip saw Tyler's shoulders quake again and headed out to the garage getting
choked up on the way at hearing what Tyler said.

David hugged him tighter and kissed the side of his son's head.  "All day,
just you and me--"

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