Date: Thu, 15 Feb 2001 08:27:33 -0600 From: Tim Foure Subject: "Me and Dad the Sequel Ch 21" Me and Dad the Sequel, Part I Extending the Family. Chapter 21 - Dave by Tim Foure copyright 2001 by Tim Foure If you are under 18 or not permitted access to homosexual erotica where you live, then you should not read this story. The other usual disclaimers too. ___________ Chapter 21 - Dave - 1977 When the date for my physical finally came around, I planned to go Charlie's office straight from my apartment. I didn't have to go into work until afterward even though it was scheduled for ten o'clock. I had laughed when Charlie's receptionist told me it would be "first thing in the morning." First thing in the morning where I worked meant eight o'clock. I supposed Charlie had hospital rounds or something before he went to the office because I knew from Linda and Mike he left much too early just to get there at ten. The extra two hours gave me and Bob a rare chance for a leisurely start to the day. Usually I had to rush to work if it was a weekday or he had to pick up his children if it was a weekend. But the day of my physical we didn't have to rush. Bob woke me with a wet kiss on the back of my neck. I could feel his hand sliding up and down my belly as he pressed his hardon against my back. I rolled under him, putting my arm around his neck and pulling his mouth toward mine. "Better watch out," he told me. "Could be killer morning breath." "I'll take a chance," I said as I pressed my lips against his. We did a little tongue fencing before we separated. "Wasn't all that bad after all." "Could only be dick breath anyhow. Your dick was the last thing I had in my mouth last night." "Too late to make it the first thing this morning. But it could run a close second to my tongue." "That a hint?" "Actually, no. I'm going to burst if I don't get to the toilet pretty soon." "Me too, but you looked so cute asleep there I couldn't resist." "I'm glad. Wonderful way to wake up. But now I got to go!" We shared the toilet, both fighting our hardons to aim our streams into the bowl. A few shakes and I was ready to go back to bed to take up where we had left off. Bob had other ideas. He turned on the shower. "Sex in the shower?" I asked him. "Yeah. And I want to shave you." "Do what?" I was taken completely by surprise. "Shave you. I always wanted to shave my dad. I used to watch him shave when he would let me. I loved to watch him. The only thing I ever thought would be better would be for me to do it for him." I suppose the look on my face caused him to add, "That ok?" No one had ever shaved me, not in my entire life. Even when my dad had taught me how to shave, I had done it myself while he gave directions. It seemed to me to be a very personal thing. It was as if Bob was asking for a new level of intimacy between us, a kind of deepening of our relationship where he moved further into my personal space. I was glad to see it. "Sure. Just don't cut my throat, ok?" "Wasn't planning on it. I hate the sight of blood." Both of our erections had drooped to half mast after we had peed. Bob's started up again after I agreed. I picked up my razor and stepped into the shower. Bob brought the old-fashioned shaving mug and brush I used to lather my face. I held my face under the spray for a short while to soak the stubble. Then I turned to him. "How're we gonna do this?" "Let's swap places so I can have my back to the water." Moving caused us to rub against each other. Bob's dick was very hard and pointing upwards. I took hold of it and stroked it slowly a few times. "This is really turning you on, isn't it?" "Yeah, it is. It's one of my fantasies. If you mind, we don't have to do it." He looked expectant, as if he was hoping I wouldn't say no. "No, let's do it," I told him. "I just never thought of it before." In fact I welcomed his opening up to me in whatever form it took. He worked up a lather in the mug. "Close your lips tight," he told me, and after I did he applied the lather to my face. When he was finished, he told me, "Hold this and give me the razor." I swapped the razor for the mug. He stepped closer to me and held my head steady with his fingers on my cheekbone as he began shaving the left side of my face. My dick had started to get hard again, more because of his excitement than my own. As he moved to shave a portion of my face and then rinse the razor in the spray of the shower, our dicks rubbed against each other. I took his in my hand and stroked it lightly as he rinsed the razor. "That might not be a good idea if you don't want your throat cut," he told me. "How about if I just hold it?" I wanted to do whatever I could to heighten the pleasure of the experience for him. "Ok, but be sure to be still. Neither one of us needs to be moving around while I do this. I have to be careful." So I held his dick while he shaved me. I stared into his eyes as he concentrated his gaze on the track of the razor along my face. I noticed his lips part slightly at one point as he drew the razor up my neck to the point of my chin. I could feel his dick throb in my hand. He noticed me looking at him and smiled at me as he rinsed the razor. Then his attention was back on the part of my face he was shaving. Watching him do it was even better than watching him sleep. Finally he said, "Ok, all done. Rinse your face." I pushed my head past him into the water and rinsed off whatever remained of the lather. When I pulled back, I pressed my lips against his. His mouth opened to me immediately and his arms went around me, squeezing me against him. I put my arms around him. He pulled his mouth away from mine and began kissing me all over the part of my face he had just shaved. I broke his grip on me by beginning to kneel down. As I moved downward, I took his dick into my mouth and began to roll my tongue along it. I could taste precum from the start. He was very excited. He had gotten better about controlling himself so he could put off and build his orgasm, but I was sure he didn't have much control just then. When I felt his balls tighten, I pulled my mouth from his dick and began to rub the freshly shaved part of my face against it. He wrapped his fingers in my hair, moving my head around so that every part of my face rubbed against his dick. He moaned almost continually. When I thought he was at the edge, I pulled loose from his grip on my hair and took his dick all the way into my throat in one motion. With an even louder moan he began to cum. I managed to keep him deep in my throat until he was finished before I had to pull off of him and gasp for air. He dragged me to my feet while I was still gasping and hugged me tight against him, putting his head over my shoulder rather than kissing me. I hugged him against me too. I realized I still had the shaving mug in my hand. I hoped he knew he was still holding the razor. "That was so wonderful," he whispered in my ear as he continued to hold me. "It was even better than in my fantasy." "I'm glad you wanted to share it with me," I told him. When we separated a few minutes later, I was glad to see he still had the razor. We swapped places and I shaved him, but it wasn't the intense experience for either one of us it had been when he was shaving me. After that we washed each other to complete our shower and dried each other. It was as he was drying me that he said, "It just occurred to me. You didn't cum, did you?" "Doesn't matter." "Sure it matters! I know all about sex where only one person cums and then forgets about the other person. I don't ever want it to be that way between us." "No, it doesn't matter. Believe me, I'm as satisfied as if I had cum." He mulled that over. "Thanks," he told me. "Thanks, ok?" "Ok," I told him as I kissed him. On the way to Charlie's office, I dropped Bob at his apartment. When I told Charlie's receptionist my name, she showed me into an examination room right away. His nurse, who told me her name was Alice three separate times, did the preliminaries before Charlie came in. She left just as he did. It was surprised how comfortable I felt with Charlie. I was so comfortable, in fact, that I decided to just pass on the hospital gown. I hated those things. I had had to wear one when I had my tonsils out and was embarrassed the entire time. It seemed like the only thing they actually covered was your chest. Your butt was always hanging out, and any time you sat down, whoever was sitting opposite you had a clear view of your crotch. I decided I'd rather just be naked. Charlie was very thorough, and he touched me much more than my previous doctor ever had. It also seemed as if the whole thing was personal. I wondered if the usual distance you feel between yourself and a doctor was missing with him because I knew him personally rather than just professionally. This feeling of closeness between us that seemed to be getting stronger as the examination progressed started to affect my dick when Charlie began to check the reflexes in my leg. My dick began to lengthen noticeably. That usually didn't happen to me, having erections at unexpected times. At least, it hadn't happened very often since I was a teenager. I knew the cause of this one, though. First there was my having gotten so excited with Bob without actually cumming myself at the end. And then there was the fact that I found Charlie attractive and was enjoying the touch of his hands. I tied to will my dick down with a complete lack of success, so I stopped worrying about it. I wondered what Charlie's reaction would be if I became completely erect. When he had me lie on my back and my dick flopped over onto my belly, he told me erections often happened during physicals. I appreciated him trying to keep me from being embarrassed. I made up a story about my having erections at embarrassing moments just to keep the conversation going. My dick did its part too, finally becoming completely erect when Charlie examined my balls. As he rolled my balls carefully in his fingers, the look on Charlie's face began to make me think he was enjoying what he was doing. When he took hold of my dick and pushed the foreskin back, I was sure of it. He seemed to touch my dick in ways that caused pressure or friction on the most sensitive parts, especially the place behind the head where the foreskin is attached. Since I knew from Mike he was not circumcised either, I took it for granted he knew how sensitive foreskins were and what spots produced the most pleasure from personal experience rather than from his education as a doctor. I gave in and enjoyed his manipulations. When the examination was over, he surprised me by offering me the opportunity to jerk off in private to work off my hardon before we discussed the physical. I knew he had offered Mike the same opportunity, but I thought he had made the offer because it was Mike. It never occurred to me it was his common practice with men who became erect during examinations. In any event, I declined. So we had our conversation with me sitting on the examination table and Charlie sitting on his stool. My dick was just slightly below his eye level. I noticed he glanced at it frequently as we talked. Before he left, he made a definite date to go to the gym with me. I was glad of it for several reasons, not the least of which was my desire to see him in the altogether. By that night I was exhausted. I had not gotten a full night's sleep the night before because Bob and I had played into the small hours of the morning. Bob was supposed to come to my apartment to spend the night when he got off work at ten, but I didn't think I could last that long. I called him at the gym and told him I was fading fast but he could still come cuddle with me while I slept. "No. If you're really tired out, you should get a good night's sleep without me there. I know I won't be able to keep my hands off you if you're within reach. So I won't see you again until, what, Tuesday next week? I mean by yourself. I'll see you Thursday when you're here with Larry but not Monday because I go back on the early shift." "Yeah, this is Mike's weekend. That sure seems like a long time." "You mean you'll miss me?" Bob asked with a half joking tone in his voice. "I already miss you. I'll just miss you a whole lot more by then. How about eating lunch and going to a movie with Mike and me on Saturday." "I don't want to be horning in on his time with you." "You won't be. He likes you. He's already offered to stay at his mother's house so you and I could have some time alone together." "Don't let him do that. I still can't get over him knowing about us and being ok with it. The idea that he wants to help us get chances to be alone just blows me away." "I'd like to blow you away on Saturday, but that's gonna have to wait. Course, I could give Mike money and send him to the movie on his own." "It's one thing for him to know what we're doing with each other. But I don't think I could handle him knowing we were doing it right then. I'd be too embarrassed to look him in the face afterwards. That's something I haven't worked on yet. So it's Saturday lunch and a movie but no blow job." "Just gonna make me wait until Tuesday, huh?" "Believe, me I'll make the wait worth your while on Tuesday. You can count on it!" The next night Mike was waiting for me when I got home from work with dinner practically ready. Having had success preparing dinner alone the previous Wednesday, he had decided to try something new. He shopped on his way from the Y to my apartment. The salad was ready, the corn was husked and de-silked, and the potatoes were baking in the oven. He even had water coming to the boil to cook the corn. He told me he had bought steaks, but in the end he decided to wait until I was there to cook them. "I got the guy to come from the back where they cut the meat to help me pick good ones," he told me. "I made him tell me why these were the best ones. At first I think he just thought I was fooling around, but after I asked him a couple questions, he really started to explain how I could tell they were the best. He even showed me a chart that told where they came from on the cow." He showed me the steaks, repeating what the butcher had told him about them. "I couldn't have done better myself," I told him. "In fact, I don't know that I could have done as well. They look terrific!" I got a big smile in response. After that Mike was full of questions about my physical. I was very much in the mood for a sex- based conversation since I have been pretty thoroughly aroused twice the day before and hadn't yet cum, so I had been at a slow simmer the whole time. In fact, I was already getting hard in anticipation, something that rarely happened. I wasn't planning on telling Mike about Bob's shaving me, but I was willing to share almost everything about the physical with him. His first question as he went into the bedroom with me so I could take off my clothes was, "So did you get hard?" "Yes. It started to grow when he was touching my thighs and got completely hard when he was feeling my balls." "The same thing happened to me!" he told me as he sat on the bed flicking his hardening dick back and forth. "But I got hard sooner than that." "Well Charlie's seen all the family jewels then." "That's funny," he told me with a laugh. "I guess he didn't have any reason to feel your dick though. He only felt mine when I asked him about the skin being too tight." "And if I remember right, I told you the same thing he did. Are you satisfied about that now?" I pulled down my own shorts, releasing my growing hardon. "Wow! You're not ever hard when you first get here. That's great!" He came over to me and took hold of my dick, cradling it in his hand as it grew to complete erection. He stroked the top of it gently with one finger as if he was petting a small animal. "It's been that kind of day," I told him. "And Charlie did feel my dick. One of the things that happens in a physical when you have a foreskin is the doctor checks under it." "You mean to see if you're clean?" "That too, I suppose. I guess I don't really know what all he was checking for." "Did it feel good for him to touch it?" "Yes, it did," I said with kind of a sheepish smile. "You going to hold my dick all night or can we get to work on those steaks?" "Do I get a choice?" he asked in a tone which suggested he expected a "no" answer. "Tonight you might." He was clearly surprised as he looked up from my dick. "Are you kidding or what? I'd really like to suck your dick right now. That's my choice." "Then go for it!" He dropped to his knees and took my dick into his mouth immediately. I sighed as it was suddenly enclosed in warm wetness. I had been ready for this all day and I was finally getting it. But I was so charged and Mike was working so diligently at circling the head inside my foreskin with his tongue that I thought he'd drive me over the edge in another minute or two. "How about moving to the bed so I can do the same thing to you?" He pulled his mouth from my dick, leaving it waving in the air in front of his face. "That would be great!" he told me as he jumped up and with a single jerk removed everything from the bed except the bottom sheet. A few seconds later he was lying on the bed on his back with his legs spread wide. I crawled between them, going straight to his dick. It was pointing up his belly and throbbing. I took the whole thing into my mouth in one motion, pressing my tongue against the back as I did. I began pistoning it in and out of my mouth immediately, twisting my head as I did to corkscrew my lips around the shaft. In no time at all Mike was telling me to quit or he'd cum. "Right now, that's just what I want," I told him as I sucked his dick back into my mouth. We rarely sucked each other simultaneously, but just then I was in the mood for it. I began to swivel around so Mike could reach my dick. He saw what I was doing and moved to meet it. We ended up lying on our sides giving our complete attentions to each other's dick. Mike came first since he hadn't had a break to cool down. He kept my dick in his mouth without moving as he came and began sucking it in earnest when he was finished. I filled his mouth with cum a short time after. As we rolled to our backs to get our breath, Mike said, "That was something! We never go for quick ones like that. That's like what Chris and I used to do." "I've been in the mood since yesterday morning. I was really ready." "I guess you didn't get to jerk off after your physical, huh?" "Charlie gave me a chance to. It kind of surprised me. But you're right, I didn't." "How come?" "I dunno. Mostly I guess I would have been embarrassed." Then I added with a sideways smile at him, "You know, I don't have a long history of jerking off in front of him in the bathroom like you do." "I got something to tell you about that but I'm not gonna tell you now. I might not tell you at all if you're gonna be mean like that. Course if we get to do it again later, I might change my mind." He rolled onto his side and snaked a hand across my legs to take a proprietary hold on my dick. "Listen, the way I feel, we might even go for a triple header!" I told him. "Ok!" he said. "Maybe you should get physicals more often." "No thanks. Once was enough. Especially the prostate exam." "Didn't like that, huh?" "Not my thing, for sure. What about dinner? You recovered enough to work on some food? "I was thinking about sucking you off again." "You must be planning on a really late dinner then. I don't know if I'm ready for that." "Hey, what happened to the triple header?" he asked in a voice rich with disappointment. "It could still happen. But I'm hungry! Aren't you?" "Yeah, I guess I am." "Then turn loose of my dick and get into the kitchen." To be continued _______________ Comments appreciated. Send them to TimFoure@hotmail.com. Flames ignored. 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