Date: Tue, 29 May 2007 01:55:50 -0500 From: mazin campbell Subject: Kaleb's Daddies Chapter 4 Warning: This is a story filled with gay sex (ok maybe not filled, but there is some of that in here). So if you're not old enough or smart enough to live in a place that allows this kind of stuff, then don't read it. My other stories are: Taige and Ryan *under relationships* Lorenzo's Journey *under adult/youth* Thanks for reading! ~mason %&%&%&%&% Chapter 4 %&%&%&%&%&% The next morning Daddy woke me up and told me to get dressed so we could go to breakfast, just the two of us. I slid into some jeans, a t-shirt, flip flops and fixed my hair then brushed my teeth. At the cafe, daddy ordered two yogurt granolas and a big bowl of fruit for us to share. He asked me how I felt about Jake moving in, if I was ok with it. "I guess so, I mean he doesn't have a place to live. He's just kind of staying with people, but I don't know if it will work out." "Kaleb, you know how you get when we go on a trip for too long and you get all weird and throw a fit about wanting to go home?" Daddy asked, putting his hand on my arm. I nodded. "Well Kay, he's feeling that except he doesn't have a home to go to. I know it will be weird at first, but Niko (Papi) and I talked about it and we want him to have a chance and not end up in a bad situation." "Ok Daddy, I guess it's ok." Daddy gave me that "I'm proud of you" look. We finished up and then headed home. I walked into the room Jake was sleeping in and found it empty. Jake had a stack of clothes folded on top of the dresser and then two backpacks filled with dirty laundry on the floor. There were a few notebooks closed on top of a chair in the corner and I went over to look at them. Opening the first page I saw his name in beautiful cursive across the top and then a drawing of some Indian looking design. I flipped through the pages, each with a really cool drawing until I found a page with a big heart and a perfectly sketched picture of me in the middle. I was smiling and my hair was spiked and cute. At the bottom of the picture, my name was written in script, "Kaleb Jackson Barrett." It was so beautiful I just stared at it for a long time until I felt a hand brush my arm and reach for the notebook. I spun around to find Jake, clutching the notebook to his bare chest. "I... uhhh...," I stammered, "It's beautiful." Jake's eyes softened, "Thanks... so are you." We stared awkwardly at each other for a few minutes before Jake broke the silence, "so your dads say I can stay here." "Yeah! It will be fun! I'll help you redecorate the room if you want," I offered. Jake smiled and nodded his head. "Thanks Kale, thanks." I left Jake alone and hung out in my room for awhile, then talked on the phone to Mike for awhile until Papi interrupted. "Kaleb?" he asked, pushing my door open. "You want to go shopping? I want to get Jake some new clothes and stuff for his room." Mike heard through the phone and asked, "Why are we buying Jake clothes?" "Uhhh, Yes Papi, give me a minute, please?" Papi nodded and closed the door. "Well," I began to Mike, "He's kind of staying with us for awhile, he doesn't have a place to live and they want him to be here. Can I call you later?" "No fuckin way, he just wants to get with you. Baby don't be naive," Mike was totally jealous and that fighting straight guy attitude came flying out. "Please don't be jealous guy right now? I need to go and I promise it's just going to be him staying here, nothing more. He's across the house anyways and you know he would have to go past the daddies' door to get to my room and..." Mike stopped me and said ok, he would come over later that night and hang out with me and (he didn't say it but I could tell he was thinking it) sniff the situation out. I ran down to find the dads and Mike in the car. I ran out the garage and hopped in the car. I can never resist a mall. The dads don't like suburbia, plus they're always scouting out what's new in the city to promote as selling points, so we headed up the Central to Northpark Center. We started off at Barney's, but didn't find much for his style, so then went to Nordstrom's. Daddy told me to go and find him something nice to sleep in, pajamas and stuff. Then Daddy went to look for some outfits and Papi and Jake went to find shoes. It was really fun to shop for someone else. I looked at pajamas, but decided he probably slept better in just underwear, but I picked a cute pair of soft pajama pants for him. I normally just like briefs. I have tons of them in all sorts of colors, prints and fabrics, but decided to get a little adventurous with Jake. Not that I wanted to see him in them... er well maybe I did, but I know things aren't going to go that way. I picked out some boxer briefs for him. I was walking with one arm full when I saw the cutest hoody sweatshirt. It was black and had a white print of a leopard on the front. Thinking of the stuffed leopard we picked out the night we met, I grabbed one in his size. I found the dads outside the dressing room waiting for Jake. Daddy approved of my purchases, but frowned on the sweatshirt. "Baby, maybe that's not a good idea," Daddy began. Before he could finish that sentence, Jake strolled out of the dressing room wearing some cute jeans and a long-sleeved black shirt that hugged his muscular frame. He pointed at the sweatshirt and went "Aww," with a big smile. He looked so hot. The dads had done well. We waited while Jake tried on all the clothes and gave us a little fashion show. We finally left the store with about 7 bags. They had gone way overboard and Jake was definitely uncomfortable with purchasing so much. He kept trying to carry all the stuff, but Daddy wouldn't let him. We got salads for lunch at the little bakery cafe and then walked through a few more stores. Jake wouldn't let us get him anything else, but I found a really cool silver watch and Daddy stayed behind as we went to the next store and bought it. When we got home, we helped Jake hang up his new clothes and put everything away. I took Jakes laundry and stuffed the washer. Mike joined us for dinner and things were a little awkward but not as bad as I would have thought. Jake was enjoying being with a family and the dads were acting like they had another son. It was weird to see how Jake reacted to Daddy and Papi. I guess he didn't get along so well with his own parents. Well, obviously he didn't since they pretty much abandoned him and stuff. After dinner, Mike and I hung out in my room for a while... with the door closed. Mike pulled me into his side and I snuggled into his chest while he flipped through channels on my little tv. I never watch the tv, but it just seems like something someone should have in their room. It had all the parental blocks on it, so we settled on watching the Mavericks' game. Mike had his arm around me and was rubbing my hair. I couldn't resist getting closer to him and slid my hand over his tummy and up his shirt to feel his strong chest. I let it sit there for a minute and then began to rub back and forth very softly. Mike's hand slide down my back and came to rest on my butt. He began to rub in slow circles teasingly. I wiggled my ass for him and he smacked it a few times, then kissed the top of my head. Letting my hand slide down to his shorts, I felt a thick hard rod beneath them. This was definitely turning him on, so I let my hand brush over it a few times. I heard a soft sigh escape Mike's lips and he gripped my ass with his hand. I reached over with my other hand and undid the button on his shorts, then slowly brought down the zipper. Sitting up, I leaned down and kissed a path down his zipper, then smiled up at him. He had totally lost interest in the basketball game on TV with this chance for play. I opened up his shorts and found his hard cock covered in a soft pair of black boxer briefs. I put my lips on the outline and jerked the cock slowly. Mike's right hand came down and rested on the back of my head, smoothing my hair back. "You're pretty good at that," he laughed, patting me softly on the head. I used my teeth to bring down the waistband of his boxer briefs, almost getting slapped in the face as his cock sprang up. I secured the waistband just below his balls and kissed them, then sucked each one into my mouth, producing soft moans from Mike. I licked slowly up the underside of the shaft, causing his cock to shake a little and eliciting an "oh fuck yeah." When I got to the tip, I licked a slow circle around it, and then gave it a kiss. He tasted good, clean and ready for action. I sucked the tip into my mouth and then took in a few more inches, swirling my tongue around the shaft as Mike guided my head with his hand. With my hands, I went up and back under his shirt to pinch and twist his nipples. I began to bob up and down on his cock. It was rock hard and I could only fit a few inches in my mouth. Mike picked my head up off his cock and told me to stand up and strip. I got off the bed and checked that the door was shut (it doesn't really lock), and then slid off my shirt, my shorts, and my little blue see through briefs. Mike noticed them thoughtfully as I tossed them across to the hamper. Mike wiggled out of his clothes and then pulled me back onto the bed. He put his arms around me and kissed me hard as our cocks rubbed together between us. Mike lifted me up with his hands and turned me so I was facing his feet; setting me down on his tummy so my ass was near his face. I grabbed at his cock and went back to sucking on it. Meanwhile, I felt his tongue work its way into my hole. He loved eating ass. "You have the cutest little hole I've ever seen. Er well... it's the only guy hole I have seen, but it's just so perfect," he said before diving back into it and eating me out so fiercely I had to close my eyes and lost track of the cock in my mouth. Mike's hands kneaded my cheeks as he licked, slurped, swirled and flicked his tongue inside me. He was so good at this, I guess from all that practice on girls. We got into this rhythm where his tongue pushed into me as I slurped more of his cock into my mouth. "I wanna hot dog you," Mike announced, taking his tongue out of me. "What's that?" I asked, puzzled. "I'll show you baby, come here," Mike said gathering me into his chest and turning me right side up to face him. He stood up with me in his arms and then laid me down on the bedspread. I hugged a pillow and turned to look up at him. What was he going to do? Mike crawled onto the bed, straddling me with his knees. He put a hand on my back and pushed me down into the blanket. "You just lay there," he commanded, "and bring your ass up a little." He smacked it firmly and I obeyed. He laid down over me, using his hands on either side of my back to push his body up a little so as not to crush me. When I felt his cock settle down between my cheeks, I kind of figured out what he was going to do. He pressed into me, pushing me deeper into the bed and began to move his cock back and forth between my cheeks, held down by his tummy. "Oh fuck yeah baby," Mike whispered into my ear, biting and sucking it from behind. I felt that weakening chill fall over me as he used my ass without entering it. "You like that baby?" he asked. I actually did and told him so. It felt really good. I didn't think it would. As he drove me, it pushed my cock back and forth against the bedspread and my tummy. I was so hard and loved how he surrounded me and took control. He was so into it and kept whispering encouraging things into my ear, telling me how hot I made him. Switching, to steady himself on his elbows, he reached under my chest and grabbed at my nipples as he licked my ear and kissed on the back of my neck. I felt his sweat dripping over me as he sped up, then he hugged me to him very tightly. "Fuck, Kale, I'm gonna cum soon." He moaned in my ear. His cock was ramming between my cheeks as he held me tighter and then I felt warm globs shoot up my back as Mike yelled, "Uhhhhh fuckkkkk." His body shook and took mine with it. He kept fucking between my cheeks for a few minutes before collapsing on top of me. "You make me cum so hard baby," he said, kissing wildly on the back of my neck and ear and then down my shoulder. He held me like that for a few minutes as he recovered. Mike crawled off of me and went to get a tissue to wipe me off. When he finished, he sat down on my bed next to me, his massive soft meat resting over his thigh. He smiled and laughed, "Fuck, you're so beautiful Kale." I looked up at him and bit my lip, then said, "Thanks, you too." I felt so happy to have this huge muscle-bound guy who was so totally crazy about me. "Did you cum?" he asked. I shook my head no and he pulled me up into his lap, sitting me with my back against his chest. One arm laid against my chest, holding on to my bicep. With the other, he softly jerked at my cock, kissing my neck. I was so hard and so close to cumming that it didn't take much for me to send white ropes of cum up over my chest, one hitting him on the cheek. All I could do was melt in his arms as he held me and jerked me through my orgasm. "Yeah baby, cum for daddy," he begged as my body tightened and jerked with each shoot. Finally I was spent and just laid against his body. He traced his finger through the white spots on my chest and then brought a few drops up for me to taste. I sucked my cream off his finger, taking it into my mouth. "You came a lot," he commented. "I can't help it, you make me so hard," I admitted. Mike smiled and kissed my cheek, then carried me off to the bathroom and set me on my feet in the shower. We got cleaned up and then dressed before heading downstairs. Jake, Daddy and Papi were sitting around the coffee table playing cards. Jake was laughing until he saw us walk in. He straightened up and avoided my wave. I neared Daddy and his arm came out, grabbed me and pulled me down into his lap. He buried his nose in my hair, and then announced, "You smell clean," before giving a suspicious eye to Mike. Mike sat down with us and played a few hands of spades before giving me a kiss and heading out for the night. Finally, the dads were getting sleepy so they decided to head off to bed. I sat there putting the cards into their box while Jake just kind of looked at me. "Want to go for a swim?" Jake asked expectantly. "Um, it's kind of late." "C'mon, late night swims are the best," Jake prodded. I agreed and went to put on my swimsuit. Our pool has lights inside the pool so you don't have to turn on outside lights to swim at night. The whole pool glows with a soft blue. I went in before Jake got out there, setting a few towels on the ledge. Jake came out a few minutes later and went straight for the deep end, diving in and splashing around. "Shh!" I warned, "Daddy doesn't like me out in the pool at night and we don't want to wake them up." I turned to look up at the light on in their bedroom, they must have been getting ready for bed or playing. Jake nodded without a word and swam over to me. I was hugging a blow up snake and he kept swimming around me, going under and trying to get me to play with him. I laughed but clung cautiously to the snake. I get kind of afraid of the deep end and usually only swim with the dads so I can hold onto them. Jake swam right up behind me and got a little too close. I spun around and face him. He was an excellent swimmer and able to stay in place. He frowned at me. "Are you scared of me?" he asked. "No... I'm afraid of drowning." I admitted. "You think I want to drown you?" he raised an eyebrow. I shook my head, "No, I... I usually always swim with Daddy. I just feel safer with him." "Cmon," he said, turning his back to me, "grab on to me." I let go of the snake and swam to him, sliding my arms around his shoulders and holding on. Jake began to swim around the pool with me on his back. I held on to him and put my head on his shoulder. He splashed around and went from end to end in a matter of seconds. "This is a great pool," he said, slowing down, "I would totally swim here all the time if I lived here." "You do live here," I laughed. "Oh... you think they'll kick me out when they get tired of me?" Jake asked, getting suddenly serious. "I don't think so." "Do you like having me here?" he asked. "Um, yeah. I always wanted a brother and you're fun and I still..." I stopped before I finished that sentence, not wanting to sound like I still had feelings for him. Apparently I didn't stop soon enough because he still got it. "You still like me?" Jake asked. "Um, I dunno. I just... things ended really suddenly. It's hard to turn that off. I'm still new to this whole love and like thing." I admitted, not sure why I was giving up so much information. "Kale," Jake began, coming to a stop at the side of the pool and hugging the ledge. I still hung onto him, my feet drifting behind me. "Kale, I'm sorry I hurt you. I love you but your dad's right about me." "What does that mean?" "Just that... I've done a lot... Mike is probably a much cleaner guy for you." "So you're... dirty?" "No... er well... I guess I am. I just mean that you deserve the best." "Why?" "Cuz you're sweet and innocent and cute and," Jake trailed off. I still had my arms wrapped around him, my hands clasped in the middle of his chest. He took his right hand and covered my hands with it, interlacing his fingers with mine. We sort of hung out there in silence for a few minutes, my head resting on his shoulder. Even through the chlorine I could smell a hint of his cologne. It lingered there between us as I closed my eyes and just enjoyed his presence. "Kale?" "Yeah?" "Nothing... I just wanted to be sure of you," Jake had his elbows up on the ledge, probably enjoying having me cling to him from behind. A full moon hung over us and the neighborhood was oddly quiet for a summer night. Even though Jake was sure of me, I was more confused than ever.