Date: Sun, 7 Oct 2007 00:01:54 -0500 From: mazin campbell Subject: Kaleb's Daddies Chapter 6 Thanks for being patient... we moved and had a crazy summer. Enjoy, Mase *^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^* Kaleb's Daddies Chapter 6 *^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^* Nothing shuts down the nation's fifth largest metro like the Great State Fair of Texas. Most of Dallas shuts down for the opening of the fair. Saturday afternoon I finished brushing my teeth and went down to the living room to find everyone sitting around. Daddy, Papi and Mike wore too-tight jeans, pressed button down shirts, leather belts with oversized Texas belts, and cowboy hats. Jake stuck out like a sore thumb sitting between Daddy and Mike wearing baggy jeans, a t-shirt and some skater shoes. My outfit was somewhere between Jake and Mike, but I did have a Texas Longhorn t-shirt on. I was surprised to see Jake and Mike sitting so close together. Were they getting along? They were talking to each other like good friends. Either Jake thought I had dumped Mike, or Mike thought I had lost interest in Jake. Either way, I was happy to not face it today. We piled into Daddy's car; me sandwiched between Mike and Jake in the back, and sped over to Fair Park. Daddy had a VIP parking tag from a guy he sold a house to. The fair was packed and I couldn't wait to go on rides. We had a few hours before the concert started, so Daddy let us split up. After Daddy checked that my cell was on, I went with Jake and Mike while Daddy and Papi wandered off. We went to the Ferris Wheel first to get a look at what all we wanted to do in our short time. It wasn't until we got to the top of the wheel, with the Dallas Skyline coming to eye-level, that I figured out what was going on. "So," Mike began, "Jake and I were talking." I froze, not sure what that meant, but it didn't sound too good... for me. Sensing my nervousness, Jake added, "It's ok Kale, we... look you're 15, you're new to this whole thing and we decided to both back off, give you time to think." "Yeah," Mike agreed, nodding like a football coach. "So... what does that mean?" I whispered, biting my lip and looking around, not really enjoying the view. "Whatever you want it to mean..." Mike took my hand across the seat. The rest of the afternoon I got to figure out what it meant. Mike seemed to go back to treating me like his kid brother, and Jake was palling around with him like they'd always been best friends. By the time Daddy and Papi rejoined us, I was really happy to see them. I went straight for Daddy and snuggled into his chest as he hugged me, lifting me up into his arms. "Ready for the concert?" He asked, sounding skeptical of my sudden affection. Three hours of loud country music, drunken Texas rednecks, and older women in revealing tops actually offered a good distraction from the situation. I sat between Daddy and Papi, leaving Mike and Jake to themselves. When we got home, I took a shower and got into bed without saying goodnight to anyone. I put in my IPod and flipped through a magazine. I nearly jumped out of the covers when I felt a hand slide up my leg. Daddy sat down on the bed and reached up, taking the headphones off my ears. "Want to talk about it?" I looked down and bit my lip, what was I supposed to say? "Listen," Daddy began, "I know you feel all grown up, but trust me, you're still a baby and lots of exciting men are going to come in and out of your life." "I know," I started. "No you don't. Plus, what you did with going back and forth with them wasn't really nice. You're better than that," Daddy hooked a finger under my chin to raise my eyes to meet his. I woke up and looked over at my clock, 2:30. Still nighttime, I decided to go for water. Passing Jake's room, I saw his light was on and thought about talking to him. I approached the room slowly, not fully sure this was such a good idea when I heard voices. One was Jake's, but the other I didn't recognize. "Dude," said the other voice, "you can't get all hung up on this kid. So his parents let you live here, just be happy you have a place! You're all up in his nut, course he's going to string you along. What you need is something to take your mind off it. Yeah?" I got closer to the door, shrouded by the dark hallway, the door was open just enough to see the other voice belonged to a tall, slender but muscular, light-skinned black guy, maybe late teens. He had on a white sleeveless shirt, some basketball shorts, and perfectly white tennis shoes. He was pretty hot. Jake was sitting on the bed, leaning against the headboard wearing a t-shirt and a pair of grey, soft boxer briefs. I knew how they felt, very sexy. The black guy crawled over towards him; finally putting his lips an inch away from Jake's. "Whoa Ty," Jake said, pushing a hand gently into his chest in a small protest, "This is Kale's house, it wouldn't feel right." Ty turned his head to the side, his eyes growing wide, "So you going to be his little bitch and wait?" Jake thought for a moment and then leaned forward, pressing his lips against Ty's. Ty slid his arms around Jake and their lips twisted, mouths opening, probably sliding tongues around. I watched Jake slide his hands up Ty's back, under his shirt. Part of me felt really angry and a little jealous, then another part of me kicked that aside. The little pervert in me took over. This was totally hot. I reached down and slid my hand into my shorts, feeling my cock get hard under my briefs. Ty sat back on his knees and slid his shirt off. Jake leaned forward and began attacking his nipples. He wasn't gentle like he was with me. He bit and slurped on them as Ty put a hand on the back of Jake's head and began moaning. "Fuck yeah, suck on those tits, oh fuck," Ty was trying to be quiet, but Jake was unleashing what ever anger he had on Ty's nips. Ty finally pushed Jake off of him and then leaned down and slid off Jake's shirt, kissing a trail softly down his chest, down his tummy, past the belly button, down to the hard tent of the boxer briefs. Jake began breathing harder, sliding a hand down over the back of Ty's head, guiding him down to grind his lips against Jake's cock. Ty used his teeth to pull back the fabric and soon got slapped in the face with Jake's hard cock. He dove onto it, not wasting anytime. Jake let out a loud sigh and then bit his lip, trying to stay quiet. He glanced over to the doorway and I could have sworn he saw me, but then I saw his eyes were closed, taking in the moment. Jake used his other hand and fumbled around on the side table to grab the stereo remote. He turned on some thumping club music, and then quickly lowered the volume to an acceptable level. By now I had my shorts pushed down and was rubbing my cock through my briefs. Jake was forcing Ty all the way down onto his cock. Ty wasn't even bobbing on it, he must have been using his throat muscles on it because Jake was obviously completely lost in whatever was being done. "Oh yeah, uhhh," Jake encouraged the blowjob, "take it, take it all." Ty moaned on Jake's cock, not able to respond. Jake began bucking his hips, sliding his cock out of Ty's mouth and then ramming Ty's head back down onto it as he slid up. Ty began to push away from Jake, but Jake held him on his cock. "This is what you wanted, don't stop now," Jake growled. I paused, thinking maybe this wasn't so nice, but when Ty finally broke from Jake's grip, he begged, "Please fuck me." Jake nodded and then pointed to a drawer across the room, "Condoms." Ty jumped to his feet, wiggled out of his shorts, his baggy boxers, and strode across the room, a thick heavy cock swinging between his legs. I watched Jake as he just laid there, not really looking at Ty. His huge swollen cock stood straight up from a small patch of pubic hair. Jake crossed his arms back behind his head, waiting for Ty to return. Ty pulled a condom from the drawer and a small bottle of KY, then came back to the bed. Ty sat down next to Jake and slid the condom onto Jake's cock, then rubbed a lot of lube over it. Jake's cock stood proudly, shrouded in a pink wrapper that glistened in the light. Ty crawled on top of Jake, facing him and then squatting over his cock. "Wait, turn around so I can fuck you from behind," Jake said. Ty shrugged and complied. Why did Jake not want to look at him? I wondered about it, slowly stroking my cock. This was so hot. Ty eased gently on to Jake's cock, pausing every few inches to inhale sharply. Jake soon lost patience and pushed up, sending the rest of his cock into Ty. "Don't pussy out on me dude," Jake laughed coldly. Ty smiled skeptically, but began to rise and fall on Jake's cock. Soon he was used to it and began bouncing up and down wildly. Jake had his hands on Ty's hips, occasionally smacking him had on the ass. He never would have done that with me. I didn't get why he was so forceful with Ty. Jake laid back against the pillow, pushing Ty up and then letting go so he fell back down onto his cock. Ty began panting quickly, whacking his own hard cock. "Uhhh, I missed that cock," Ty whined, "feel so fucking good." "Yeah? You like that cock? You like me inside you?" Jake growled again. "Uhhh fuck me doggy style?" Ty begged. Ty got up onto his knees and Jake kneeled on the bed behind him, lining his cock up with Ty's dark little hole. Jake paused for a minute, stroked his cock twice, and then rammed ball deep into Ty. He began forcefully fucking the begging bottom, stroking solidly. Ty whined and bit his lip, but pushed back against Jake, trying to get more. "You like that? You wanted it," Jake said coldly. "Yeah, yeah, fuckkkkk meeee," Ty closed his eyes, lost in the pleasure. "Fuck I'm going to come soon," Jake moaned. "Me too, fuck yeah," Ty echoed. "Not on my bed dude," Jake said, not breaking pace, "Hold it till I finish." Ty agreed and stopped wanking his cock, pushing back in rhythm as Jake slid into him. Jake went into hyper speed and soon was shaking a little, his muscles tensed. I knew that pose and soon he let out a "Ohhhhh fuucckkkk." Jake leaned over Ty, gripping him tightly around the waist and then slid all the way into him, filling the condom and putting pressure on Ty's prostate. "UHHHHH," Jake moaned, a little too loudly, "Fuck yeah." He started sliding in and out of him quickly again, draining his cock into Ty's hole. I was jerking so fast on my cock; I almost missed the first few shots, but quickly put my other hand up to catch it, not wanting to spray the door. I had to bite my lip to keep quiet; luckily the music covered my heavy breathing. I finished and brought my hand up to my lips to lick off the evidence. Finally they collapsed together, Jake lying back against the bed. Ty crawled to snuggle into his side, but Jake pushed him off gently. Ty looked a little offended, but began stroking his hard cock. He slid a finger inside himself, and within a few seconds his cock began arching long strands of white up over his chest. Ty lay there, breathing hard, his eyes closed. Jake stood up, tied the condom and then went to the trashcan and buried it under some junk mail. "Uh, I better get to sleep," Jake suggested to himself, hinting it was time for Ty to go. He tossed Ty a box of Kleenex and then slid his boxer briefs on. "So um, you want to hang out tomorrow?" Ty asked shyly, probably already knowing that "nope" was soon to be his reply. "Um... I think we're doing some family brunch thing. I dunno. I kind of have to participate in everything since they're letting me stay here for free and all. Plus they're a pretty great family," Jake trailed off a little sadly. There was regret in his voice. "So you're too good for street kids. You got a big fancy house in Cedar Springs and now you don't need to know us?" Ty accused. "Look... It is what it is, I'm not about to fuck things up here," Jake whispered. Ty nodded silently, that angry silent nod guys do when they don't want to say what they're dying to say. He slipped his clothes on, grabbed his shoes, and headed for the window. Jake closed it behind him and went in to take a shower. I tiptoed back up to my room, forgetting about the water I had gone for. Part of me was angry that he had just fucked another guy and in my house. Most of me, though, understood that he wasn't at all interested in Ty. It was like when a guy jerks off to porn. He's getting all the release, but he's not really there, not really a part of it. I know that sounds stupid, but it made sense and I didn't feel that bad about it. After a while of replaying the scene in my head, I drifted back to sleep. Sunday morning we went down to Brazil's to meet a big group of older gay guys, friends and business contacts for Daddy and Papi. Jake wouldn't even look at me, unless he thought I wasn't looking at him. When he thought I wasn't looking, he stared regretfully. I acted like I didn't notice. I took some pleasure in it, although I felt bad about that. He wasn't ready to move on and I could see it. When I spilled the last two sips of my orange juice, he jumped up and grabbed napkins. He laughed when Daddy said, "Oh, maybe we should have gotten Kaleb a sippy cup!" Things were back to normal... at least with Jake.