Date: Mon, 22 Jun 2015 19:39:24 -0400
From: Ger Goth <gergothx2@gmail.com>
Subject: Memories of my Dad Chapter 1

Also if you arent supposed to be looking at anything 18+ get the heck away
otherwise if you are 18+ enjoy the partial sexual stuffs. This is just
meant to introduce the main characters :P

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Enjoy

Chapter 1: Memories

"Kal Honey, it's time for dinner! Get down here before your food gets
cold. You know I can't use the microwave!"

"Coming, mother!" Mark said as he finished putting on his red t-shirt with
the punk designed tie drawn on it. He slipped on his black cargo pants and
put his wallet along with his cell phone inside. Kal walked out of his room
and into the bathroom and proceeded to make sure he had everything on him
in place so he looked his best for the day. As he stood there he looked
into the mirror and started to reminisce about everything that had happened
the last few months. Getting closer to his father, making alot of new
friends at school now since he felt more open about himself, and also
possibly finding the right one to claim as his mate.

"Mark I told you it's time for dinner! Now get your butt down here young
man!"

"Ok ok mom don't blow a gasket!" Mark shouted and started making his way
downstairs.

"It's about time you decided to join us, son; I thought we'd have to hire
someone to deliver your meals to your room," the older man said to his son.

He looked at his son for a few seconds, remembering back when Mark was but
a young child, holding him in his arms, tickling his belly with a finger,
watching him giggle and squirm at the touch. Now his son was almost fully
grown up, entering his teenage years where everything started sprouting up
and he would become an adult.

The young man was now at the prime age of 16, standing at a proud 5 1/2
feet tall, his body developing all over into maturity. His eyes were no
longer the baby blue they were when he was younger, now a fierce sky blue
which immediately catched one's eye as he walked by. His medium length
dirty blonde hair draped down the back and sides of his face, some dropping
in front to cover his eyes when he did his daily errands. The only odd part
noticeable on his son were that all of the sprouting body hairon his body
came out black, almost like a pure onyx black.

"Now sit down, your mother worked hard on getting this meal together for us
tonight," the father said.

"Umm, Dad, this is Taco Bell, put on our dinner plates. Mark said
sarcastically.

"I'm sorry, honey, but I was in a rush back from the office. Mr. Stevens
has us on this CRAZY assignment and all the paperwork is stacked from the
floor to the ceiling. I swear, I think the pile is taller than your father,
right Syrus?"

"Sure, honey," Syrus said back to his wife. His wife's name was Lilyanne, a
slender goddess of a woman who he remembered back as being a wild,
adventurous woman who hadn't a care in the world, who was always looking
and striving for something better for her life, but now that she had
reached it, she was non-stop busy. Her hair before was long and flowing, as
dark as the night sky itself, but now it was always either kept short, or
kept up in a bun for her professional status at her agency. She stood at
about 6 feet tall, her family having a history of tall people. The best
part to her, though, was that she was still partly herself whenever they
both were intimate in bed, and let her hair down only for his eyes to see.

The older man himself was your average day to day man, standing at about
near 7 feet in height and somewhat muscular from his work in the past in
the construction field. He remained in that field for roughly 15 years
until he decided to quit and continue his education in the technology
field, He had already accumulated plenty of credits so he only had about 20
left to do which was a breeze. He was now a Systems Administrator for a
very highly renowned computer company, however, due to the lack of muscle
work, he invested in a home gym in the family's basement which he works out
on regularly for a bit. He usually made sure no one was home when he did as
he would tend to work out in the nude as to not accumulate even more
laundry for him to wash.

After the family feasted on their take out food, they each cleaned up their
messes, wiped down the table and made it look exactly like it did before
anyone was there. They each went their seperate ways, Mark to his bedroom
to study for school, Lily to her office to yap with clients and her boss to
try and get the documents needed to finish the assignment on time, and
Syrus to the living room to sit in his chair.

As Syrus sat down and flipped through the TV, he couldn't really find
anything interesting to watch. He thought about going downstairs to the
basement to clean up the equipment down there which made him remember a few
months ago some noise that was coming out of basement from the equipment so
he decided to investigate. The one day that changed everything. In his
memory he remembered himself slowly opening the door and he peered his head
inside, stumbling on something he would never have expected. He saw his son
there lying on the workout table doing bench presses only he wasn't wearing
his typical workout clothes; he was stark naked on the table, glistening in
a slight layer of sweat from trying to work hard.

He noticed the muscles starting to form on his son, flexing with each press
the boy made. Syrus remained standing there for what seemed like hours when
he peered at the clock nearby and it was about 10 minutes in passing. He
noticed his son place the bar down and sit up, grabbing a towel and
starting to wipe his head and face.

"Whew... lets see, that's... 30 minutes. I'll take a five-minute break and
work on my legs next for 30 minutes. Still can't believe my dad works out
here nude, I can see why though, much more comfortable." Mark grabbed a
bottle of water nearby and took a few swigs of it before setting it back
down on the floor and flopped down on the bench to try and gather his
breath.

Syrus couldn't help but admire the frame of this fine man that he helped
take part in creating, knowing now that his son definitely inherited his
genes from the two parents. The main thing he got from his mother were her
piercing blue eyes, gentle when he walked by that one can feel the warmth
emanating from them. He noticed something started to stir down past his
belly and saw that he actually found the sight of the young naked boy
turning man somewhat arousing, a small tent starting to form in his work
pants.

Mark slowly started to sit back up and hook his legs into the machine at
the end of the bench, starting to push his legs out one rep after
another. Syrus remained standing there for a few more minutes before he
heard the sound of his wife's car pulling into the driveway. He quickly yet
quietly went back upstairs and went into the living room and up the stairs
into his bedroom.

Meanwhile Mark quickly jumped out of the machine and grabbed his towel off
the floor and dried himself off from the sweat and quickly wrapped it
around his waist. He gathered his clothing and belongings and made his way
upstairs to the bathroom to hide in there.

"Honey, I'm Home!" Lilyanne said as she kicked the door closed, her hands
full of files, folders and a few grocery bags all from running her errands
after another day at the office.

"I'm getting ready to take a shower, Mom, I'll be right down!"

"Have you seen your father, honey? His truck is parked out front; he must
have come home from work early today."

"No I haven't..." Mark replied as he stood there confused.

"I didn't see his truck before when I looked outside... I wonder how long
he has been here... better yet where the heck he is... Oh well." Mark set
his clothes down on the bathroom sink and slowly started to turn the water
in the shower on.

Meanwhile, Syrus laid in his bed breathing a bit heavily, mainly from
having to be incredibly sneaky and also lightning fast in escaping from
being caught by his son. He knew it would be impossible to explain why he
was peeping on his naked son working out in the basement. He laid there and
now had to think of an excuse to why his son hadn't seen him, so he flipped
the covers on top of himself, noticing the tent in his pants was a bit
bigger now from the rush and the thrill he had just experienced just a few
moments ago. He turned on his side and laid there for a few minutes.

Lily set down her things and started to put groceries into the pantry and
fridge, deciding what groceries to leave out for tonight's meal as well as
a 30-Minute Meals Cookbook. As dinner was now being prepared, Kal exited
the bathroom with his jeans on and his towel in his hair trying to dry it
out. He walked past his parent's room and looked inside, seeing his dad
lying in the bed, though he noticed he was faking his eyes closed. He
stopped and stood there for a few seconds and saw his dad's eye twitch
which meaning that he was awake.

He decided not to press on why he was faking it and continued
downstairs. When Syrus heard Mark was all the way down, he slowly crawled
up out of bed and put on his best "I was taking a nap and didn't hear a
thing at all dear" look on his face. He stumbled downstairs and gave out a
big yawn as he was greeted by his wife and son.

"Mmmm, what is cooking? Smells very good dear."

"Its Chicken Parmesan I got from this cook book. It sounded easy so I
decided to get the stuff to make it and give it a shot." she replied.

"Racheal Kray is famous for making some people look up at the sky and go
WHY GOD WHY GOD WHY, heh," Mark added in sarcastically when he picked up
the cook book to see the chef's scary smiling face.

"Now shush, she may be freaky but her recipes aren't half bad, set up the
table dear with your father; food is almost done."

Syrus and Mark both went to the dishwasher and Syrus pulled out the plates
and Mark pulled out the silverwear, they both looked up at the same time
and exchanged glances at each other, both of them knowing that something
was up with the other but not wanting to say anything in front of Lily.

They set up the table as per usual as Lily was bringing in the food and
setting it all up on the plates.

"I hear that you place your starchy foods at the 10 o clock position, meat
at the 2 o clock and vegetables at the 6 o clock, so lets see how it
looks."

First 2 plates were fine but at the last plate, Lily stumbled on a chair
leg and spilled sauce on the plate and splattered it all over the
vegetables.

"Looks like you forgot your sauce at 8 o clock mom"

"Shut it, Mark, it was an accident Oh well, too late now."

The family ate their meals, said their goodnights and I-Love-Yous and
headed off to bed. Mark stepped out of his pants and boxers while flopping
back onto his bed, his arms behind his head while staring at the
ceiling. He laid there for what seemed like forever but had only been an
hour as he noticed dead silence, meaning it was time. He slowly slipped
over to his computer desk and turned on his computer but quickly dimmed it
so anyone who walked by wouldn't notice the light. He started to type in a
few links and ended up at a porn site. He flipped down halfway and clicked
on some more links and got to his target place, Gay Male Daddies.

He slowly reached down to his crotch area and started to gently rub at his
slowly growing dick, slowly sliding his hand along the sides of it as he
continued to browse through the pictures, different men all engaged in
different poses of anal sex or some on their knees taking huge sized shafts
deep down their mouth. Mark's preference was anal, but oral was always good
as well; he had always seen pictures of some guys taking dicks that seemed
larger than life inside of their ass and seem to beg for more of it. He
wondered if he would ever get the chance to play with one and maybe try
taking one inside of his own ass.

It was a few years ago he realized he preferred males over females; a few
girls had asked him out but he always said "No but thank you, I'm busy,"
when really he used to go to the school football games and watch the jocks
playing sports and their built, muscled, sweaty bodies clashing with each
other. He nearly creamed himself one time when there was a dog pile. He
continued browsing more pictures, his dick now all the way out and sticking
up at a proud 7 inches. His dick was a few inches bigger than normal which
helped him win some arguments in the shower rooms. Mark himself wasn't as
built as his fellow sports players but he was comfortable being as he was
for now, but wanted more.

Whenever he looked at his father he always stared in amazement at his
figure, he knew he wanted to be just like his father and more to make him
proud of him. Mark continued browsing through pictures of everything from
big buff masculine mrn having sex to small skinny guys taking it up the ass
from big daddy types, some with the facial expression of a little slut so
to speak, created just to take big cock up their ass

Mark used his right hand to cup his hanging ball sac and slowly massage
them with his thumb, feeling them plump and full of his young spunk just
ready to be shot out all over him. Rubbing them all around with the palm of
his hand, he used his left hand to jerk faster as he felt his orgasm
getting close to hitting.

Mark leaned back some in his chair and started to pant heavily before he
leaned his head back and moaned out starting to shoot his young, thick
spunk up in the air, globs of it landing on his chest and belly as he
continued to pump it out hard with his hand. He laid there breathing hard
for a few minutes, feeling the slowly cooling cream drip down his body when
he opened up his eyes and nearly died at that second. His dad had been
watching the entire time.

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