Date: Tue, 12 Feb 2019 00:05:16 +0000 From: Flip Flop Foot Freak Subject: Auto Parts Boy XIII-a Auto Parts Boy XIII-a This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents either are the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. This work contains material of a sexual nature. Readers must be of legal age according to local laws to open, read, copy, or save this work. The author in no way endorses sexual contact with minors. Please observe all local and federal laws. All Rights Reserved FFFF -- 2019. Please donate to Nifty.Org (http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html) to keep our stories alive! Adult/Youth - Oral, Anal, Fetish Brad (me) -- 47, white, salt and pepper hair, 5'9'', 175# avg build, 7"c. Hunter -- 18, white, hazel eyes, brown longish curly hair, 6'0', 180#, muscular, 7.5"c ** Sorry for the late installment folks. Sometimes real life get's in the way. I hope you enjoy this latest chapter. ** The holiday break started and I thought that it might be fun to take Hunter to Colorado to go see some snow. He had never seen snow before and I thought that we could maybe ski, check out the shops and spend the rest of the time in the warmth of the timeshare I rented. It didn't occur to me that he had never flow before. "Daddy I have never been in an airplane before. It might be cool but also a little scary!" I had flown without exaggeration at least 300 times in my lifetime if not more, clocking well over a million airmiles. "It is not a big deal. The worst of it is going thru security, after that, it's sit and relax." He still seemed a little nervous about it but agreed that he would make the best of it. Traveling is something that I used to do for work a lot and I still had status on an airline, so I booked two first-class seats to Denver. We packed and since it rarely gets too cold where we live we had to go get a couple of warm jackets and some luggage for him. He picked out a parka that was kind of puffy with a faux fur collar. "You look like a snow bunny," I teased. He laughed, "Yeah, we are like a couple of rabbits in bed." I had to laugh out loud at that one! Finally, the day came and we took an Uber to the airport, got thru security and sat in the executive lounge waiting to be called. He wanted a cocktail to try to relax but because he was under 21, I didn't want to try to make that work. "Don't worry baby boy, just relax, it will be fine, you'll see." He nodded his agreement but gently held my hand. When we got aboard, I offered him the window seat which he accepted. When the flight attendant offered us some refreshment, Hunter requested a beer. The flight attendant, obviously a gay man, looked over at me, "Are you his daddy?" he asked with a wink and a smile. I nodded, "Well then, I can get a beer for your son, nooo problem." he flirted. I ordered a vodka and tonic and we nursed them as the rest of the passengers boarded. The plane pulled back, engines roared to life and we started down the taxi-way. Hunter started squeezing my hand tightly as we bumped our way to the runway. I leaned over and whispered into his ear, "Everything will be all right." He nodded. We got to the end of the runway, turned and sat for a moment. Hunter's head was on a swivel, looking outside, at me, and others in the plane. The engines shrieked to 3/4 power, the plane shook and shuddered, we started rolling, and then to full power, making the plane thrust forward. We rolled down the runway faster and faster, then the nose rose up and we were airborne. The landing gear up with a thud as we rose higher into the air. The boy went from scared to excited as he saw the ground fall beneath him which was soon obscured by clouds. "Wow, that was really cool! I love the view from here, all of the clouds look like cotton balls." We landed in Denver a few hours later. He was very excited to see a new place and since he had never seen snow before it really blew him away. The other thing that blew him away is how cold it was! We walked out of the airport terminal and were blasted with the cold wind from the mile-high city. "Shit daddy, it's cold! I can't wait to cuddle up next to you to keep warm!" "And you will baby boy. Let's get to the Airbnb, unpack and we can figure out what to do this afternoon." The cottage I rented was small but very cozy and near the base of the ski slopes. I started a fire to warm the place up as Hunter unpacked, and a few minutes later he came out wearing jeans, boots, and a big warm sweater. He was still cold but sat on the couch next to me under a blanket to warm himself up. As we waited, we searched the Internet to find attractions, shops, restaurants and other attractions in the area. A couple of miles away there were some antique and vintage stores along with some places that claimed to have good food on the menu. Because it was early afternoon, we figured we would spend the day just walking around and taking in the sites, grab an early dinner and relax for the rest of the evening and figure out what to do the next day. It was very busy in the shopping area but we managed to see most of the shops and I bought him a few trinkets that he liked, an old Formula 1 model car in a small glass case and a couple of other car related ephemera. As it is with most of these places we got a lot of stares, mainly because Hunter was holding my hand a lot of the time. Many stares were confusion, some were revulsion and we also got a few knowing nods from other gay couples that we ran into. One older couple, a man in his 70's and another who looked to be about mid-40's struck up a conversation saying to me, "You two make a cute couple." Said the older gentleman with a smile. I thanked him. "Been together long?" "Not too long, how about you guys?" The younger spoke up, "Just over 30-years." he said as he snuggled next to him in the cold. Hunter looked at them, "Wow. You must have been very young when you two met." The younger guy smiled and nodded, "Umm...yeah, really young! He was my baseball coach in middle school but we really got together when I was a sophomore in high school. I moved in with Pop the day after I graduated high school and we have been together since." "That's amazing, isn't it, daddy?" "Yes indeed." The older man extended his hand, "I'm Ken, this is William, or Billy as I call him." I shook his hand, "Brad, this is Hunter." We all exchanged handshakes and pleasantries. "So, Ken, we have never been here before, in fact this is the first time that Hunter has ever seen snow." "How are you enjoying it young Hunter?" "It's cold as hell but it is nice." Ken laughed, "Yes indeed it is. Billy and I come here every few years. We don't ski anymore but we like the sites." "So where is a good place to eat around here?" Billy thought for a moment, "If you like Italian, there is a very good place just two blocks away. In fact, we were just ready to head over there, would you care to join us?" Hunter looked at me and at them, "Italian sounds good. Sure, if you don't mind..." Ken shook his finger at us, "Of course not young Hunter! We would love the company." he said with a smile. We made our way to the Luca's Italian and although a small place, it was nice and warm inside and the food smelled terrific. We sat and chatted over a glass of wine, then Hunter broke the ice, "So, you guys have been together for a long time. How has it worked out? I mean daddy-Brad and I have been together for a while now but during that time he has been teaching me about life, gay culture, all of that, but has it been all good?" Ken spoke first, "Well young man, having a relationship with anyone, man or woman, has its ups and downs. Billy and I have been pretty fortunate but early on we had to hide things from everyone especially before he turned 18. A lot of sneaking around, clandestine meetings, remember, there were no cell phones back then so it was really difficult and very dangerous. I think that your man can attest that things 20, 30-years ago it was a lot different." I nodded, "Yes very different." "But even after he was `legal,' our kind of love was still illegal so we moved around a bit in the early days. I am a retired school teacher so you can imagine what kind of horrible things would have happened if we were found out. I could have gone to jail and lost my pension, but this boy loves me so much, and I love him so we couldn't be apart." Billy nodded, "For me it was a little more difficult at first. I love my Pop so much and I would have done anything to stay with him so I had to hide things for the longest time which I really hated. I wanted nothing more than to hold his hand and kiss him all over in public and I was angry that I couldn't do that. I was an angry boy back then. But on the other hand, he taught me how to love...and...well a few naughty things too..." he snickered. "I understand that, daddy has been encouraging me to learn about myself and my interests." Hunter lowered his tone, "...we even went to a bathhouse..." Ken and Billy started laughing, "Ahh, yes. The `educational' tour of the baths. I took Billy many years ago too. It was so dangerous back then, disease, drugs, really nasty people, dirty environment, but an education it was. The good and the bad." "That's exactly why I took Hunter there, to illustrate those points. We did have some fun, but it is not really our scene." Billy shook his head, "Yeah, not us either. I mean we have been since, but maybe, I don't know, 3 or 4 times in the past 30-years?" Ken nodded, "If that." Hunter had a pensive look on his face, "Can I ask you guys a personal question?" They nodded, "Have you guys ever had an open relationship?" That question took me aback a little! This is subject matter that Hunter and I have not discussed really so I was a little shocked that he would ask people we just met. I looked over at him, "Hunter, that is kind of a rude question..." Ken interrupted me, "No. Not rude, and a valid question. The answer is yes, we did for a time because I had a medical condition that prevented us from being sexually active for a number of months. Don't get me wrong, we have had a third wheel, if you will, from time to time to spice things up a little, but a couple of years ago things for me were not going well, and I really hated my precious Billy to be deprived of sex." Billy laughed, "That's my Pop, always looking out for me! But seriously, it was sort of fun few times, but ultimately, I hated it. I thought that maybe if Pop was in the room watching, it might make me feel better, but it didn't, sneaking around didn't make it better either. After a couple of months, I finally said no more and I would stay faithful to my Pop, even if we never have sex again. But, after treatment, now things are great and don't kid yourself Hunter. Pop may be in his 70's but he can still fuck like a 20-year old and make his Billy moan!" Billy playfully moaned, and bit his lip. Hunter blushed, Ken wiggled his eyebrows and smiled, and I almost died laughing! Hunter was not deterred, "How about your family? How did they react when they found out you were gay?" "Well I am MUCH older so I didn't really have to come out to my family. I was an only child and I didn't come out until much later in life long after they were dead." Billy chimed in, "Well for me I told my parents after college. I had a "roommate" after high school but they never came over. They were ok with it until they found out it was coach Ken. We lied to them and said that we met after I graduated only so Pop wouldn't get into trouble for `molesting' me. Believe me, I knew what I was doing and what I wanted even back then. I stated lusting after him when I was 13 and he was my coach. They got over it pretty quickly and are supportive now." "Hunter calls me daddy because his biological father booted him out of the house after he found out he was gay. He feels that I am more of a father to him than that asshole he grew up with. But I am curious, why do you call Ken `Pop?'" Billy laughed, "Not for the reasons you may think. My dad is wonderful man, never abused me, even gets along with Pop but it was sort of a pet name thing that sort of stuck on accident. Early in our relationship, like REAL early, we weren't living together yet, I was teasing him calling him Papa or Pops, you know, sort of making fun that he was older. Well, I won't get into too much detail, but let's just say that one night in bed, we found it so erotic...well, it stuck." He grinned and sipped his wine. Ken whispered, "Yeah, stuck it in him good too..." smiled, and took a sip of wine. Billy smacked his arm, "Oh hush up...you're embarrassing the boy...but...yeah...he did!" The dinner and conversation kept on for a couple of hours, us sharing some of our story and Ken and Billy sharing some of theirs. Overall, a very pleasant evening. Ken looked at his watch, "Well, I'm sorry to cut this short fellows, but we are still on East Coast time and we are flying home tomorrow morning early." Ken picked up the check even though I protested. We exchanged email addresses and I invited them to visit if they ever come to the West Coast. We said our good bye's and parted. "They were nice men daddy. It is amazing that they have made it work for so long." "Yep, 30-years and counting. That is not really the norm but I am happy for them." As we walked down the street, Hunter held my hand, "Who knows? Maybe that will be us in 30-years?" I nodded, "Maybe." It was getting dark already as we walked into the Airbnb. It was toasty warm and I had to stoke the fire to keep the warmth going. Hunter excused himself and was gone for about 15-minutes but then came in wearing a warm adult sized onesie, sort of long underwear but one piece, and he was barefoot. I giggled, "Where on earth did you get that thing?" "Off of the Internet." He turned slowly around, I could see his semi-hard cock straining against the material and it also had a back button up flap that covered his amazing ass! "You like daddy?" he said biting his lip. What else could I say? "Hell yeah baby boy...very sexy!" His eyes widened, "Shit, forgot something..." He ran back to the bedroom then slowly sauntered out, he added a stuffed bear to the mix! I suppose I should back up a little here. In the past few weeks, Hunter seems to like some age play, where he enjoys acting like a little boy, where there is a little baby talk involved, not curse words like cock and ass, more thing "thing" and "butt." He never shoots his cum, he "squirts his stuff or sperm." I am sure it does more for him than me, but the fact that he enjoys it at times makes me happy. I will admit that this is the first time that he has gone all out with a onesie and a stuffed teddy bear and I was getting very aroused very quickly! "Ohhh....so you want to be daddy's little boy huh?" I smiled. He nodded, "Yes daddy...can we play with our things again?" He rubbed his body all over. "We sure can." "I'm cold daddy, can I snuggle with you?" "Come here baby boy." He slowly walked over and sat next to me on the couch. To be continued...