Date: Wed, 19 Oct 2005 01:57:09 -0500 From: Kryton Ex Subject: Green Eyed Monster - Part 4 Disclaimer: This story is about father/son love. If you find this offensive, stop reading while you still have disclaimer left. This story is completely fictional and the characters only exist in the realm of my mind. Feel free to drop me an email. I love to get feedback about my writing. This is a rewrite of the 4th chapter. The first one was admittedly badly written. I felt pressured to churn out another part before I felt like writing it. This one is more thought out and will hopefully be more enjoyable. Green Eyed Monster Part 4 It took Marcus a moment to realize his situation. He was naked in bed with his son, their clothes all over the floor with his wife coming towards the bedroom. He immediately became alert. With superhuman speed he dived against the door, locking it before Susan could turn the knob. Susan gently tapped on the door. "Honey, the door is locked." Chris awoke when his father dived out of bed. He rushed to get his clothes on. His heart was pounding out of his chest. Susan knocked again. Marcus had on his underwear and a fresh pair of pajama pants on. He attempted to sound sleepy as he answered, "Come in." "I can't, the door is locked." "Oh...I'll get it." He mumbled as he walked to the door feigning sleepiness. He opened the door and she walked in. "Why was the door locked?" "I must have locked it when I came in here. I couldn't sleep, so I asked Dad if could sleep in here with him. I used to always lock my door, it's just second nature to me." Chris explained. "Oh, you poor dear. You couldn't sleep because you were worried about Danny, weren't you?" Chris nodded. Susan gave Chris a hug. "Don't worry, your brother is downstairs, I will make everyone a nice breakfast and you can stay home from school today too if you want." "Okay..." "You two get cleaned up, I will make a quick breakfast, so don't expect anything to fancy." Marcus headed into the master bathroom to take a shower while Chris headed down the hall. Susan began making the bed. After she fluffed the pillows on Marcus's side she noticed a damp face towel balled up on the nightstand. She picked it up and was immediately hit with a familiar smell, the smell of her husband's cum. Marcus walked out of the bathroom drying his hair. She held out the towel. "What were you doing last night?" she asked quizzically. Marcus froze trying to calculate the best possible lie. "God, this is embarrassing. I needed to relieve some stress. I jerked off, as I was cleaning up Chris came to my room and asked to sleep with me. I completely forgot the towel was there." Susan laughed. "I was only gone for one night. Did you really miss me THAT much?" Marcus pulled Susan close. "You can imagine how much I missed you." He whispered and kissed her deeply. Susan giggled. Okay, let me call off from work and then I'll go put breakfast on. After putting on some clothes Marcus headed downstairs and caught the end of Susan's conversation. "I know I call in a lot but I have a sick son and I have to be with him....No, I am not risking my son's health for any job...what do you mean you will fire me?...listen you can take this job and..." Marcus snatched the phone from her. "Hello, Susan will be heading to work right now. Sorry about this sir," and then he hung up. Susan stared in shock. "What did you do that for?" Even the boys looked up from the television to find out what exactly Marcus was thinking. "Two car payments and a mortgage on my salary alone doesn't seem like a fun prospect. I hate Ramen and you love your job. You are just worried and upset. Don't throw your livelihood away because you had a bad day." "But I can't leave Danny alone." She pleaded. "And you don't have to. There are two of us now, remember? You don't have to do this alone, you have me. A husband with an impeccable attendance record who can afford to take a day off and stay with his children." Susan's eyes began to mist up. She really did find a great man. "Okay, you are right." Susan looked at Chris and asked "Have you decided if you are staying home or do you want me to take you to school?" Danny looked confused. "Why does he get to stay home?" "Because the poor dear barely got any sleep. He was so worried about you that he slept with Marcus last night!" A sly smile crossed Danny's lips. "You slept with dad last night? I bet you didn't get any sleep." Marcus's eyes grew wide afraid Danny was about to let his little secret slip, but Danny continued, "Cause he snores loud enough that we can hear him in our room!" Susan smiled, "You get used to it after awhile, okay boys, I am going to work now." Chris was the first to hug his mom goodbye, holding her so tight it seemed he would never let go. Moments after the door closed behind her Danny spoke. "So what did you two do last night in bed together?" "Nothing!" Chris quickly answered. "We just slept. Just cause you are a perv, doesn't mean I'm one too." "Watch who you are calling a perv or I am telling mom what really caused me to have an asthma attack." Chris suddenly looked guilty ridden. "I'm so sorry about that. Please don't be mad at me." Danny smiled. "I'm not, but if you ever do something like that again, I'm gluing your butt to the toilet." That made both Marcus and Chris laugh. "Okay boys," Marcus said, "We have the entire day, what do you want to do? Monopoly? Life? Trivia Pursuit?" "At the hospital there was nothing to watch all night but a poker tournament. I wanted to learn how to play." "Hmmm.I think I have some cards around here somewhere, but what would we use for chips?" "We could use candy and eat it afterwards." Chris suggested. "Actually, I wanted to play strip poker," Danny mumbled while staring at his feet. Marcus looked at Chris. "I don't care, but I'm quitting once I get down to my underwear." The three sat around the living room coffee table as Marcus explained the game to them. They caught on quickly and began to play. In less then ten hands Marcus had almost all the clothing of both the boys. Not only did he have the benefit of experience the cards seemed to fall his way also. After Chris lost his pants to Marcus's full house he was ready to quit. Danny had been playing the last few hands completely naked with nothing left to lose. Danny convinced him to stay in the game. Of course this caused Chris to lose his underwear the following hand. The game started to get boring with the boys having nothing to wager and playing every hand in hopes to win back some clothing. So to make things more interesting Danny suggested they bet dares instead of clothing. Marcus folded with Chris and Danny playing against each other. If Chris won the hand Danny would have to grab his mom's breast and honk it like a car horn, but Danny raised him having to suck off his dad. Chris had a queen high straight and was sure he would win and Danny would be assaulting his mom by day's end. But as luck would have it Danny had a flush and Chris was stuck. Marcus sat on the couch, trying his best to keep a straight face but failing miserably. Every few minutes a big smile would cross his lips as each of his sons sat on either side of him staring at his lap. He still had on his pants but his shirt had been off since they started playing cards. He wasn't going to push Chris into anything he didn't want to do. But he certainly wasn't going to stop Danny from doing it. His body was there for the boys to use as they pleased. "Well, aren't you gonna do it?" Danny asked after Chris failed to make any attempt to start since they all sat on the couch. "He still has his pants on," Chris argued. In one smooth movement Marcus removed his pants and underwear and sat back on the couch his arms behind his head. His cock seemed to be pointing obscenely at Chris. Just taunting him for taking the stupid bet. Chris sat there staring. Afraid to move. Hoping that if he stayed still long enough he'd wake up and realize this had all been a bad dream. No such luck though. Danny spoke again, "Okay, why aren't you doing it now?" "I.I.can't." "Why not? You took a dare, you have to!" "What.what if he pees in my mouth?" "He won't. Just put it in your mouth for 30 seconds and that will be it okay." Chris leaned forward. His sweet soft lips were only inches from his father's hard cock. Marcus froze in anticipation. He could feel Chris's warm breath on his dick. Pre-cum glistened on the tip, he was so aroused by the situation. But Chris didn't do it. He quickly lifted his head. "I can't, you do it first and then I'll do it." Danny took Marcus into his mouth. Marcus groaned as Danny ran his tongue up and down his cock, sucking on it when he reached the top. Chris counted to 30 as Danny blew him. When Chris got to 30 Danny made no sign of stopping. Chris kept counting. He got to 50 before he pulled Danny's head up. "Okay, I'll do it now." Chris said. He put his lips around Marcus's dick and mumbled "start counting". Danny counted painfully slow and Marcus was being driven mad with lust. Chris was just holding his cock in his mouth. He wasn't doing anything. Marcus wanted to get off by his son's mouth so badly he started humping his son's mouth. Chris thought to himself that having his dad's dick in his mouth wasn't really that bad. It didn't taste bad or anything. And Danny seemed to love it. He even had to admit when his dad started trying to fuck his face it was a little bit of a turn on. Chris began moving his head up and down his dad's dick. That stopped Marcus's hips from bucking and he once again surrendered himself to his son's whim. To Chris it was more of an intellectual challenge then anything driven by lust. He wondered how far down he could go, how his father would react to different things he did with his mouth. He hadn't experimented long before his father moaned, "I'm gonna cum!" Chris planned on getting out of the way remembering how his father shot all over his face the night before but Marcus held his head. Chris had no option but to swallow his dad's load or choke on it. Marcus groaned as he shot in his son's mouth. When Chris had sucked the last bit of semen out of his dick he released his head. Marcus was covered in sweat. And laid against the couch completely relaxed. He rolled his head towards Chris and mumbled, "sorry". Chris smiled, "Its okay." And curled up against his dad. Danny laid against Marcus on the other side, "That was totally awesome Chris!" Chris shrugged. He didn't understand why Danny loved it so much, but he had to admit it was.nice. "So, what do you want to do now?" Marcus asked.