Date: Sun, 11 Dec 2016 13:21:51 +0000
From: Bill Jonners <colin4men@gmail.com>
Subject: Jake's New Daddy 41

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This story is completely fictional. It is a tale about a young man in a
relationship with a dominant older man he met through the internet.


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JAKE'S NEW DADDY


Chapter 41


Alan had telephoned his father to talk about his forthcoming visit to
Scotland with Jake. After discussing travel arrangements, he asked, "Hey
Dad. Would you mind if I invited my old boyfriend John to your house for
drinks one night during our visit? I'd like him to meet Jake."

"Not at all," said Alexander. "Is he still living in Galashiels?"

"Yes, so he's not far away," replied Alan.

"Hmm, do you think I could invite two old cronies from my university days
to the same drinks party?" Alexander then added, "I'm sure they'd love to
see Jake."

"Why would your old buddies want to see Jake? They're not gay, are they?"
Alan was curious.

Alexander laughed. "No, they're not gay but - like me - they have had some
sexual experiences with boys. In those days, nice girls didn't have sex
before marriage so we had to find other ways of getting relief
sometimes. We are all widowers now and occasionally reminisce about those
days when we get together to fish or play cards."

"Sexual experiences? Are we talking handjobs or more than that?" Alan
wanted to know.

"We gave each other handjobs sometimes but there were a couple of younger
boys who would suck us off," explained Alexander. "We sometimes think of
those days when we're together and see a cute young man. Blowjobs became
rare events after we got married and Jake would stimulate some fantasies
for us, especially knowing he is gay and likes older men."

"Okay but Jake won't be giving them blowjobs. Make that clear to them,"
said Alan. "They can look, maybe touch, but nothing more." Alexander agreed
and Alan went on. "Can you ask them to wear kilts? I want Jake to wear his
new kilt and it will be easier to persuade him if everyone else is wearing
one."

"Yes, of course. They'll be glad of an excuse to wear their kilts," said
Alexander. "By the way, I assume the 'no sex with Jake' rule doesn't apply
to me."

Now it was Alan's turn to laugh. "No. Jake's looking forward to you joining
us in a threesome more than once."

"I'm pleased to hear that," said Alexander. "And I'm already beginning to
get stiff at the thought of him naked."

"Too much information!" Alan said. "Okay, we'll see you at Galashiels
station about 3.45pm on Thursday. Bye Dad."



***


Jake enjoyed the train journey from King's Cross to Edinburgh. He thought
the scenery on the latter part of the journey, where the railway follows
the coast, was stunning. He had been half-expecting to see men in kilts at
Edinburgh Waverley station but there were none. Another short train journey
took them to Galashiels where Alexander was waiting.

Alexander hugged Alan then smiled at Jake. "Welcome to Scotland," he said
with a big smile before wrapping his arms around Jake and hugging him
tightly.

Jake felt his cock begin to stiffen as he was held by the older man. "Good
to see you again, Grandpa," he said.

"I'm very pleased to see you again too." Alexander slid one hand down and
firmly squeezed Jake's left buttock, pulling him closer at the same
time. Jake groaned softly and wondered if Alan's father could feel his hard
cock.

"Okay, I think that's going too far in public," said Alan. "Let's get in
the car."

Alexander grinned as he let go of Jake. "Bring the bags then, son. Jake can
sit in the front beside me."

Alan shook his head as he followed his father and Jake with the bags. He
listened to them chat about the train journey as they drove to his father's
house and noticed Alexander pat Jake's thigh a few times.

Jake was surprised when he saw the size of Alexander's house. "You live in
a mansion!"

Alexander smiled. "Not quite, but it is a big house. I have a live-in
housekeeper who cooks and organises things for me, and a lady from the
village helps with the cleaning."

"The garden is enormous too," Jake remarked as they followed a winding
driveway up to the front door of the house."

"Yes, but I have a couple of men who look after it," said Alexander. "I
used to potter about in it when I was younger but now I'm happy to leave it
to them."

"Is there a swimming pool?" Jake asked.

"I'm afraid not. It's not really appropriate with the weather here,"
answered Alexander. "I have a friend with a small indoor pool and I'm sure
he'd let you use it if you're keen to swim."

"No, it's okay. I just thought there might be one with such a huge garden,"
said Jake.

"It is a shame you don't have a pool, Dad," said Alan. "We could enjoy
watching Jake skinny-dipping."

"I don't think Jake would want to skinny-dip outside in October," Alexander
responded. "It would freeze his beautiful little balls off."

"Not if the water was heated," said Alan as he stepped out of the car.

A grey-haired man opened the front door and hurried over. "Let me get the
bags, Master Alan," he said.

"How are you, Victor? It's good to see you again." Alan smiled at the
man. "Let me introduce you to Jake. Jake, come and meet Victor."

"Pleased to meet you, sir," said Jake, holding out his hand.

Victor shook Jake's hand and bowed slightly. "Please call me Victor."

"Victor has worked here since I was a boy," said Alan. "His wife worked
here as well but sadly she passed away a few years ago. Victor is now the
housekeeper, butler and general handyman."

"We don't get many visitors these days so I don't think I overwork him,"
Alexander said. "We manage fine, don't we Victor?"

"Indeed we do, sir," replied Victor. Then he went to the boot of the car
for the luggage.

"You're in your old room, Alan. I've swapped the bed for a king-size one so
you and Jake will have plenty of room." Alexander had an arm round Jake's
shoulder as he led him and Alan indoors. "Now you two go and freshen up and
then we'll have tea and scones."

"I didn't know there was a housekeeper," Jake whispered to Alan as they
walked upstairs. "What will he say about us sharing a bed?"

"He won't say anything. He's known about me being gay as long as my dad
has, and dad will have told him about you being much younger than me,"
replied Alan. "Just relax."

"Wow!" Jake was impressed by the view from the bedroom window. It looked
out towards rolling hills and pine forests. "This is amazing."

"It is," said Alan as he cuddled up behind Jake. "I used to think it was
boring when I was young. I wanted to live in a big city and not in the
middle of nowhere."

There was a knock on the door and Jake pulled away from Alan just before
Victor entered with the two bags. "Shall I unpack for you, Master Alan?"

"No need," said Alan. "I feel guilty letting you carry the bags upstairs."

"That's my job, sir." Victor smiled. "I'll go and make the tea now. Come
down to the sitting room when you're ready."

As soon as Victor left the room, Alan pulled Jake close. "Are you not going
to let me touch you when Victor is around?"

Jake shrugged. "It didn't feel right in front of him."

"It won't shock Victor," said Alan. "He caught me fucking my schoolfriend
John in this room many years ago, and he carried on as if we were just
playing cards or something."

"Really?" Jake didn't know if Alan was joking.

"Really! Now wash your hands and face, and we'll go downstairs for tea,"
Alan said in a firm tone.


After watching the Six o'Clock News on tv, Alexander stood up and
announced, "I guess it's time we changed for dinner. I'm sure Victor is
cooking something special."

"I didn't know we had to change for dinner," Jake said as he closed the
bedroom door.

"It was something we always did when we had guests. I guess Dad wants to
keep the tradition going." Alan smiled. "You can wear your new kilt. Dad
will love it."

"But Daddy, Victor will see it too," Jake protested.

"So? He won't say anything to embarrass you," responded Alan. "Come on, it
will make Dad very happy."

Jake sighed. "Okay. I'll shower first."

"We can shower together," said Alan.

"That will be fun." Jake smiled and hurriedly stripped off.

Both guys were fully erect as they soaped each other's body but they
managed to restrain themselves from doing anything sexual in view of the
limited time they had. Both of them put on white shirts and then their
kilts. Jake thought Alan looked hot but felt a bit embarrassed by the fact
that his own kilt was very much shorter. "Dad will love it," Alan reminded
him as they put on socks, shoes and then their sporrans. "Are you still
hard?" Alan asked as he looked at his boy.

"A bit," replied Jake. "I'm trying to think of non-sexy things to make it
go down and then I wonder how Grandpa Alexander will react and I get hard
again."

Alan reached under Jake's kilt and grasped hold of the boy's cock. "You
think he might to do this?"

Jake had gasped at his daddy's touch. Now he said, "He might, or he might
touch my bum."

"Like this?" Alan's other hand clutched one of Jake's buttocks and then,
while Jake squirmed, his middle finger made his way into the boy's tight
arse crack."

"Aahhh. He might," Jake answered,

"And you're hoping he'll do both." Alan grinned and released his hold on
Jake. "Come on, we'd better not be late."

Jake tried to adjust his stiff cock as he followed Alan out of the room and
down the stairs. Needless to say, he was still fully erect when he entered
the dining room.

Alexander was standing by the fireplace sipping sherry. "Goodness me. You
look stunning, Jake," he said as he looked the boy up and down. "And you
look very smart too, Alan. Sherry?"

"Not for us, Dad. That looks like a nice bottle of red wine sitting on the
table. A Bordeaux?" Alan looked from the table back to his father and
smiled when he saw him gazing at Jake's thighs. "Jake thinks that his kilt
is too short. What do you think?"

"Eh? Oh no, definitely not too short," replied Alexander. Then he smiled
broadly and added, "Maybe a bit too long."

Alan took a step closer to Jake and reached under the kilt to cup the warm
buttocks. "I think it's perfect. Long enough to be decent but short enough
to allow me easy access."

"Why don't I get easy access to your...tasty bits?" Jake responded.

"Ah, but my long kilt has another advantage," said Alan. Jake waited for
the punchline. "You can stick your head under my kilt and suck me off
without anyone seeing."

Both Jake and Alexander laughed at this. Then they heard the door close and
saw Victor standing holding a tray full of food. Jake looked down at the
floor but Alexander carried on as if nothing unusual had happened. "You sit
here on my left, Jake. Alan, you can sit on my right," the older man said.

Victor placed small plates with smoked salmon in front of each guest and
then dishes of creme fraiche, cream cheese and capers plus a basket with
two kinds of bread in the centre of the table. "This is Scottish smoked
salmon, Jake. We didn't know what you preferred to accompany it so just
help yourself," Alexander said as Victor poured the wine.

"I like it with soft cream cheese," said Alan. "You should try it that way
first."

Jake spread some cream cheese on a slice of bread then put some smoked
salmon on top as Alan directed. He took a bite and chewed. "Mmm, that's
really good. And this bread is lovely."

Alexander patted Jake's naked knee. "I'm glad you like it. Victor baked the
bread."

The main course was Chicken Balmoral - chicken breast stuffed with haggis
and wrapped in bacon, served with a selection of vegetables. Jake loved
this too. When he tried the Cranachan dessert, Jake said, "This is
heavenly. What is in it?"

"Cream obviously, homegrown raspberries, honey, toasted oats and a little
whisky," replied Alexander.

"Whisky?" Jake paused with another spoonful half way to his mouth.

"Not nearly enough to get you drunk. Don't worry," said Alan.

"Okay." Jake smiled and carried on eating. He cleaned his plate and
announced, "I think Scottish food is really good. Thanks for a lovely meal,
Grandad."

"I'm pleased you like it." Alexander smiled. "Would you like some coffee?"

"Not for me, Grandad. I'm stuffed full," replied Jake.

"Not yet, you're not. That happens when we take you to bed." Alan winked at
Jake.

Jake giggled. "Ooh, I'm looking forward to that."

Jake was happy to sit back and listen to the grownups chat over their
coffee and brandies. "This is a million miles from my old life in
Singapore," he said to himself.

"What are you smiling about, Jake?" Alexander asked a little while later.

"Was I smiling? I guess I am just very happy with my life," replied Jake.

"Or you might be thinking about having two big cocks to play with later,"
suggested Alan.

Jake laughed. "Maybe." He noticed a smile on Alexander's face. "Are you
thinking about what we'll do later, Grandad?"

Alexander shook his head. "Actually I was wondering whether you were
wearing underwear with your kilt."

"I told him that wasn't allowed, Dad," said Alan. "Show him, Jake."

Jake was ready to play. He stood, turned round and lifted his kilt to let
the two men see his naked bum.

"Now that is a beautiful sight," said Alexander. "But maybe you're wearing
a jock or a pouch. I think I need to see the front as well."

Jake turned round with a smile on his face. He removed his sporran and the
lifted the front of his lily to reveal his semi-hard cock. He stood holding
his kilt up while his cock lengthened and quickly became fully erect.

"That is a thing of beauty. And I never thought I'd ever say that about a
cock," said Alexander.

"Every part of his body is beautiful," said Alan. "Strip for us,
darling. Let us see you in all your glory."

Jake let the front of his kilt fall and then kicked his shoes off. He
quickly took off his shirt and threw it aside. Then he unfastened his kilt
and placed it on his chair before standing in front of the two men in just
his socks. Wanting to get them as excited as possible, Jake moved his arms
and legs further apart and thrust his hips forward to display his rigid
cock and hairless balls.

Just at that point Victor came in to collect the coffee cups. He paused
when he saw Jake, and Jake stood frozen for a moment before quickly putting
his hands in front of his cock and balls. "Shall I come back later for the
dishes, sir?" he asked Alexander.

Alexander glanced at Alan who said, "It's okay, Victor. You can take the
dishes now and then go to bed."

Jake didn't move while Victor put the cups, saucers, milk jug and coffee
pot on the tray. "Good night, gentlemen," he said as he left the room.

Jake walked over to the sofa, his hands still hiding his cock and balls,
and sat down. "That was so embarrassing," he said.

"I thought it was amusing the way Victor carried on as if everything was
perfectly normal," said Alan as he walked over to join his boy. He put his
arm around Jake and said, "Now Victor knows what a lucky guy I am."

Jake looked at Alan as if he was crazy. "But I wasn't just stark naked with
an erection in front of you. I was within touching distance of Grandad. He
probably thinks I'm sex-mad or a slut displaying myself like that."

"Don't worry about what Victor might think," said Alexander. "I know you're
not a slut and I feel honoured that you are willing to share your sexy
young body with me."

"Come on, son." Alan pulled Jake closer and whispered as he hugged
him. "Victor has seen me in a more embarrassing position, remember? I bet
he didn't tell a soul."

Jake turned to Alexander and asked, "Did you know that Victor caught Daddy
having sex with another boy when he was young?"

Alexander's eyes opened wide. "No, I didn't. When did that happen, Alan?"

"When I was about fifteen," replied Alan. "I didn't think Victor had told
you but I decided to tell you about my sexuality a few months later."

"I would probably have given you a good thrashing if I had been told by
Victor. I wasn't quite as comfortable about gay sex in those days," said
Alexander.

"And now?" Jake asked.

"Love is love, whether it's a man and a woman or two people of the same
sex," answered Alexander without hesitation. "I know you love each other
and I love you both."

"Thanks, Dad. I'm really happy you feel that way," said Alan. He turned to
Jake. "There just remains one question. Should we invite this old man to
join us in bed tonight?"

"Of course!" Jake jumped up and gave Alexander a hug. "I really want that."

"What about Victor?" Alan asked.

"Oh, he can come and watch if he wants." Jake knew his daddy was teasing
him. The naked teenager led Alexander upstairs. Alan followed after quickly
picking up Jake's clothes.

"Can I undress you, Grandad?" Jake asked when they reached the bedroom. He
started undoing the man's tie before getting an answer. Alan thought it was
rather erotic as he watched Jake undress the older man.

Jake stood on his tiptoes to kiss Alexander and then turned to Alan. "Are
you going to get naked and join us, Daddy? Maybe you prefer just to watch."

"I will be joining you but you two can get started," Alan replied with a
smile. He watched as Jake stripped his father and then took the man's
semi-hard cock into his mouth.

"Oh!" Alexander shivered when Jake started sucking him. "I forgot how good
this felt."

"He's good, isn't he?" Alan smiled as he watched his boy swallow more and
more of his father's thick 8.5 inch (21.5 cm) cock into his mouth.

"Very good," Alexander gasped just before Jake pulled off and began licking
the man's cock and balls.

Alan moved to undress and Jake started teasing Alexander more with the tip
of his tongue, flicking all around the glans and then at the
piss-slit. Alexander groaned and then said, "I haven't been this turned on
in a very long time."

"Give my dad a break and suck me now," Alan said to Jake.

Jake spun round and eagerly began licking and sucking Alan. He was
producing more pre-cum than Alexander and the boy lapped this up. Alexander
sat on the bed and caressed Jake's bum.

"Ready to fuck him, Dad?" Alan asked.

"Oh, yeah," replied Alexander in a husky voice.

"Go on, lick him. He told me you prepared him that way last time," said
Alan.

Alexander felt a bit embarrassed at his son knowing that he had gone that
far but then he remembered how good it felt to fuck Jake and decided it
didn't matter. He got down on his knees behind Jake, spread the firm young
arse cheeks and stuck his face between them.

Jake moaned around his daddy's cock when Alexander started licking his arse
crack and paying a lot of attention to his pink puckered hole.

"That's it, Dad. You're doing a good job," encouraged Alan.

Soon Jake's moans told Alan that he was ready to be fucked. "Here,
Dad. Grease yourself and then start riding him." Alan tossed Alexander a
tube of KY jelly.

Alexander prepared his thick, upward curving cock and then moved closer to
Jake. He pushed his cock between the tight arsecheeks and soon found his
target. Jake pushed back and moments later Alexander had half of his cock
inside the hot arse. He thrust forward twice more and then he was
balls-deep inside the teenager.

Jake groaned around his daddy's cock. "Hear that, Dad? He loves it. Fuck
him now. Fuck him hard," said Alan.

Alan was turned on watching the thick cock penetrate and then slide in and
out of Jake's arse. He loved Jake very much but there was something about
seeing another man have sex with his boy that really excited him. After a
few minutes he pulled his cock from Jake's mouth. "Lick my balls, boy. Warm
up the cream I'll be shooting into you very shortly," he said.

Alexander was moaning softly now, getting closer to a climax. Alan's dirty
talk turned him on but not as much as the slim boy he was fucking. "I'm
going to cum soon, Jake. I'm going to fill you up with my cum," he warned.

"Yes, that's it, Dad. Give him your spunk," said Alan.

Alexander pounded into Jake faster than before and then grunted, sending
several blasts of hot spunk deep into the tight hole. He trembled a few
times then withdrew.

Alan moved to take his dad's place. "Jake will suck you clean," was all he
said.

Jake sucked Alexander's cock while Alan greased up his cock. Then he turned
onto his back saying, "I want to see you while you're fucking me, Daddy,"

Alan smiled as he took hold of Jake's legs and inched forward. He saw that
pre-cum was dripping from Jake's cock and knew that his boy was close to
cumming. He was very aroused too and knew that he wouldn't last long. His
cock entered Jake's hole easily and he wasted no time in
preliminaries. Within a minute he was pounding into Jake's hole like a
pile-driver with regular deep thrusts.

Jake was soon moaning loudly, desperate to cum. Alexander reached down to
play with Jake's nipples and adding to the boy's arousal.

Then Alan began fucking Jake faster. Within a few minutes Jake was
gasping. Then he cried out, "I'm cumming, Daddy!" and began sending jets of
white boy-cum over his chest and stomach. This took Alan over the edge. He
groaned and sent volley after volley of daddy-cum deep into Jake's eager
hole.

Alan let go of Jake's legs and collapsed on top of the boy. He gulped in
deep breaths of air and then slowly calmed down. At that point he began
kissing Jake, his tongue probing every corner of the boy's
mouth. Eventually the pair pulled apart and lay spent side by side.

"That was quite something," said Alexander. "I hope you two enjoyed it as
much as I did."

Alan smiled and nodded. "It was amazing, Grandad," said Jake.

Alexander stood up and began gathering his clothes. "I will sleep well that
night after that exercise," he said. "Good night and thanks."

Alan and Jake said their 'good nights' and then began kissing again.


To be continued