Date: Mon, 20 Jun 2022 22:44:06 -0500 From: Fang Saito Subject: Cadence - Chapter 2 This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to any real people or places is purely coincidental. This story is the property of the author and is protected under copyright laws. The author retains all rights. No reproduction is allowed without the author's consent. Conversations and feedback are appreciated to Greyson B. via email at hokkaidohotel86it@gmail.com. If you enjoy this story, please support the Nifty archives today with a thoughtful donation by visiting https://donate.nifty.org/. This story will contain graphic depictions of sex between males of teen and adult ages (M/m, m/m). If this is an issue for you or the laws where you live, you are obviously in the wrong place. Also, this is a story with plot, not merely wank material. You have been warned. Cadence Part 2 Cade got up minutes before his alarm was set to go off, and headed for the shower. When he got to the bathroom, he started the water, stripped off his bikini-cut briefs, and got into the warm stream. Cade imagined his deity following him in, and in his head the boy climbed in the tub with him, kneeling down and taking Cade's boyhood in his hands. His own fingers substituted for his dream boy as he he imagined him licking the underside of his cock. Cade ran his fingers just on the underside, pretending he was feeling his tongue. Then he began stroking himself as his lover's mouth engulfed him. Cade pictured his eyes looking up at him as the boy sucked him, Cade's hand stroking faster and faster. The water cascaded down his chest, his stomach, his crotch, as Cade splashed water all around from his furious stroking. The phantom boy's hot mouth teased Cade's glans, his fist working furiously. Cade hit the edge, his knees buckled, and he shot his load into the spray of water. He leaned against the wall while he caught his breath, and the post-coital ghosts came out. Best to forget about his unknown boy. What Cade had just imagined could never happen. Would never happen. Not for him anyway. Cade finished quickly and got out of the shower. While drying off, he wiped down the mirror and checked his face for pimples. None, fortunately. A bit short and definitely underweight, Cade was still cute. He should be. He worked hard to be. Cute, that is. He had to stay cute. For now everything relied on it. Fourteen years old, barely 4'10, and maybe 80 pounds. Straight brown hair, hanging well past his collar, with long bangs and patches of near black at the last few inches from an old dye job. 'I definitely need a haircut', Cade thought. Boring brown eyes, but nothing he could do about that. Looking at his own eyes reminded him of the boy's eyes. Those pale blue orbs that flashed through his imagination still. Cade shook the cobwebs from his head, hung up his towel, grabbed his old underwear from the floor, and padded, naked, across the hall to his bedroom. Once there, he tossed the underwear in his hamper, opened his dresser, and slipped on a new pair of briefs. At first I hated these skimpy bikini-cut briefs that barely covered anything and could barely support his package, but he got used to them. Everything was all about staying cute, after all, and Duncan picked them out. Cade pulled his jeans up his legs and fastened them. Rubbing his fingers along his ribs absentmindedly as he decided what shirt to wear today, Cade settled on his Lady Death "Smiley" shirt. "Can't go wrong with black skinny jeans and a white tshirt with a giant smiley face that has a giant evil grin and crossed bones behind it," he thought to himself. Not that anyone would get the reference. Some kids would get dress coded for wearing a shirt like this, but Cade didn't have a single teacher he wasn't in good with. He banged on Jordan's door to wake him up and then headed downstairs to start breakfast. While scrambling some eggs for Jordan, Cade flipped through their cabinets and fridge, taking a quick inventory of what little they had, food-wise. Fuck. He was going to have to ask Duncan for more grocery money. Cade really felt hungry, and almost made himself some eggs as well, but that would mean shorting Jordan's breakfast tomorrow, if Duncan didn't come over tonight. Fuck that. Jordan's got to eat. Cade called him down to breakfast, then went to gather his books and papers for school. The day went by as smoothly as usual, and in his routine Cade forgot about yesterday's distraction. He got home, helped Jordan with some math homework, and was just boiling some hot dogs for dinner when the front door opened. "Duncan!" Cade heard Jordan squeal from the living room. He heard an animated reply that he couldn't quite make out. Cade's heart dropped through the bottom of his chest, his soul overcome with dread. Then Cade collected himself, pulled on a happy demeanor, and went out to greet their guest for the evening. After turning off the stove, he went out to the living room, walked up, and grabbed Duncan in a big hug, practically wrapping his hips around the man's thigh. "Hey there, Duncan!" he said. Cade smiled, willing that smile to show in his eyes as he looked up at Duncan. Two years of practice had taught him how to act thrilled. Cade knew he liked it, and Duncan smiled back down at him. "Hey back, yourself," he replied, gripping Cade in a one armed hug. "Dinner's out in the car, if you want to run and go get it." Cade pulled out of his grasp and ran out to the car, finding Chinese takeout in the back seat. "Sweet! " he thought. If he played this right, Cade could spread this out into several meals for the two of them. He grabbed the bags and took them into the house, and through to the kitchen. Cade quickly tossed the hot dogs in a plastic bag for another time and started laying out the table. He wanted to give Jordan his time with Duncan as much as he could. Jordan needed his parental figure in his life. At least, as much as a part-time parent as someone like Duncan can provide. Cade worked on some homework for 15 minutes or so until they both joined him at the table. Dinner had good energy, with both of of the boys animatedly filling in Duncan on what has been going on with school. It was all Cade could do to keep Jordan from running to go get his scrap book to show off his award ribbon. After dinner, Cade cleaned up and put away the leftovers. There was probably enough for another meal, especially if he added a can of vegetables. Cade decided to put off homework for the evening and went to join the other two on the couch for a movie. Best to play nice. Jordan was snuggled up to Duncan, basking in the attention as they watched some movie Cade didn't recognize. After the movie, the three of them played some cards for about an hour, before Duncan declared that Jordan needed to go get ready for bed. While Jordan ran to go get in the shower, Cade pulled out his laptop and pulled up his ledger program. Duncan and Cade spent 20 minutes or so going over bills to make sure everything got paid up, and Cade let Duncan know they needed grocery money. Duncan frowned a bit, but reached into his back pocket and pulled a couple of twenties out of his wallet. "That's it?" Cade asked, frustrated. "Have you seen our fridge lately?" He sighed dramatically. "Fine," he responded, reaching in and adding two more bills to what he held out to the boy. "Damn," he chuckled, trying to cover the awkward moment. "Kids are expensive." Cade tried to seem apologetic, saying "Sorry," but still took the cash and stuffed it in his pocket. Cade could make $80 stretch pretty good. Two weeks, if he was careful. Cade didn't want to push Duncan, but he had to take care of them. Pulling the laptop back around to his side of the table, Cade said, " It sounds like Jordan is out of the shower. I think I heard his bedroom door shut. If you want to read him a story and get him to bed while I finish this homework, that should give him time to get to sleep, and then I can come join you." Duncan stood up, reaching forward and running his hand through Cade's hair, petting him like a puppy. "Don't be too long," he said before walking from the room. Cade rushed through his homework, then got up from the table and headed down the back hallway. Carefully opening his brother's door, Cade saw that Duncan was still in there, but that Jordan was either asleep or nearly so. He waved, then crossed the hall and went into the bathroom. While he sat on the toilet emptying himself, Cade got his head space sorted out, psyching himself up. I want this! I love Duncan! I love the attention! I feel sexy when I'm with him! Once he finished and flushed, Cade grabbed a washcloth and wiped his backside real well, then pulled up his pants and exited the bathroom. Now it was time to head to the master bedroom. Duncan was sitting on the foot of the bed waiting for him as Cade opened the door. Duncan smiled at Cade and beckoned him forward. Cade shut the door, kicked off his shoes, and crossed the room to him. Duncan certainly wasn't bad looking. He was 35, old enough to pass as Cade's uncle, and in good shape, a little over 6 feet, with a flat stomach and plenty of muscles. Dressed in boxer briefs and a tshirt, he certainly wasn't bad eye candy. Once Cade reached him, he wrapped the boy in a hug and brought him in for a kiss.