JiuJitsu Boy

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This is a chapter story. Sex will happen but not the main focus for a few chapters.

Last time...

All of the color left Mark's face. Jamie jumped up and hugged Mark and kissed him on the face. "I don't see how that's possible. What does this mean?"

Jiu-Jitsu Boy 3: Too Good to Be True

"Well, as far as CPS is concerned, we are done. According to the birth certificate, you are legally Jamie's father. If you could take care of Jamie until his mother is found and the two of you can work it out, we will be leaving. If not, we can take him into foster care."

"No, I don't want Jamie to go into foster care. We will figure it out." Mark remembered his short time in the system, and didn't want any child to go through that.

"Thank you, Mr. Owens. You have my contact information should you need anything. I'll have copies of all of Jamie's records sent over to you as a courtesy, since I'm sure you will need them and you may not know how to find them. Have a good day." She left with her colleague.

Officer Patton wasn't done yet, though. He glared at Mark, looking over his sunglasses. "Mr. Owens, I'm not buying all of this story, but Jamie said you didn't do anything inappropriate, so I'll let it slide. If they say you're the dad, I can't argue with it, and I have no reason to do anything. I'll keep you updated on the missing person's case. Don't go too far. Here's your identification back."

The officer left. Mark let out a sigh. "What a fucking douche bag!" Jamie overheard him and started laughing. "Yeah, he was, dad!"

"Jamie, I don't know what's going on here, but I do like hearing you call me dad."

"Me too, dad! I need to make up for all the years you missed out on, dad." Jamie ran over and jumped into Mark's arms and hugged him around the neck and kissed him on the cheek. "Thank you, dad, for coming back!"

"Jamie, you don't have to end every sentence with 'Dad'. I get it. Do you mind if we put a note here for your mom and go stay at my place? I don't feel comfortable sleeping here in case your mom comes home, finds me here and freaks out."

"Sure, we can go to your place. I'd like to see where my dad lives."

"Let's grab some of your things so you can stay for a few days."

They found a suitcase in the garage and quickly filled it with enough of Jamie's things to last for about a week. He carefully took his gi out to the car and put it on a hangar. He grabbed his toiletries from the bathroom and a stuffed bear from his bed. He was 14 after all, so he was too old for a teddy bear for comfort, it was just for decor, or so he told Mark.

Mark didn't live very far away. When they got there, Jamie was impressed. He ran right through to the vista windows and looked out over the back yard. "You have a pool!"

"Yes, I do have a pool, we can swim later."

"Oh, dad, this is neat. That's a huge aquarium! Wow, you have lots of fish! I love fish."

"Me too Jamie, I mean son. Those are all African cichlids and they are pretty cool. See that one there? The black one? He, or I guess she, used to be bright and orange-yellow like that one and had carried eggs. But now she's turned to look like a male."

"That's cool, you have a trans fish!"

"I guess so. I never thought of it that way. I love these fish because they have so many different patterns and colors."

"What else do you have dad?"

"Well, let's go see your bedroom. Follow me." They went down the hallway. "This is my home office, I work from here on days when someone else is running my shop. See the monitors over there? They show me the store security cameras."

"That's cool."

"And this room is the former guest room, now it's your room. You can stay in here until we figure out what's next."

"Dad, can I paint it a different color? This is kind of boring. I want to put up some posters too." Jamie was a bit disappointed in the color, but was also testing Mark.

"Son, once we figure out where your mother is we can decide what to do. For now let's just unpack your things." They filled the drawers with Jamie's clothes and put his toiletries in the bathroom. Mark still wasn't sure about all of this, it seems so impossible, improbable and well, frankly, unbelievable.

"Dad, she's not coming back, I told you."

"Why do you say that? Is there more that you're not telling me?"

"I just know it dad. She told me a few years ago that I would understand someday when she was gone, but I really don't know what she meant. When she was mad at me when she dropped me off at JiuJitsu she told me that I was old enough now to know the truth. I still didn't know what she meant, but I guess that means she left."

"You should have said something sooner, Jamie. That could help the police."

"They would have taken me from you, and..." Jamie started to cry as he sat on the bed.

"What's the matter, son?" Mark sat beside him and put his arm around him to hug the boy.

"I, I, I just want a dad. I want someone to love me. Mom always acted strange around me, almost like she didn't want me, like I was in the way."

Mark sat next to him and hugged him from the side. "I'm sure she wanted you, but you don't need to worry. I'm here and I won't let anything bad happen to you as long as I have a say."

"Thanks, dad." Jamie leaned over and kissed Mark on the cheek.

"Now about the color of the room dad? Can we?"

"Well, we need to wait for the police, but yeah, I think we can change it up, after all, it's your room and I want you to be happy. Let me show you my room. It's right over here, and there is my bathroom off the side."

Jamie ran over and jumped on the king sized bed. "I love your room dad."

"Thanks. You know, it's been a long day, how about if we get some dinner and watch some TV."

"Sure dad." They ate dinner and when they were done Jamie ran to his room to change before watching TV. Where had the day gone? What a strange turn of events.

Jamie stripped down again, this time to a red jock strap and plopped on the couch next to Mark. He put his feet on Mark's lap.

Mark reached down and started massaging the boys feet that were in his lap. They were so cute. Mark's cock was getting hard under Jamie's feet, and he was sure Jamie could feel what was happening. Before he realized it, Mark had lifted a foot to his face. He was about to put a toe in his mouth when Jamie giggled bringing him back to reality.

"That tickles, dad!" His infectious laugh was making Mark laugh as well. Mark started to tickle the foot more, Jamie was kicking his captive foot trying to break free. His free foot was wiggling in Marks lap making his problem even bigger. Mark noticed that Jamie had a problem as well. The jock was tenting out and, as he kicked his feet, Mark had a direct view of the boy's little pucker along with his little balls. Jamie wasn't big for his age, and his boy parts were on their way to puberty, but still hairless and growing.

As part of the fun, Mark decided to go for it. He put Jamie's big toe in his mouth and ran his tongue around it. Expecting the boy to freak out and yell out gross, or laugh even more, Jamie's reaction surprised him. He immediately calmed down and was almost moaning in pleasure. Mark continued his fun and licked the bottom of the foot, put his fingers in between the toes then sucked them one by one. Jamie was enjoying this as much as Mark. Suddenly, Mark decided he was going too far. His pre-cum was leaking through his pants. Jamie's cock had sprung free from the tiny patch of fabric of his jock. When Mark put Jamie's foot down, the boy slid so is butt was right on top of Mark's lap. He looked at Mark and giggled as he thrust his crotch upward.

"I see you have a problem there, young man."

"I feel you have one too, old man."

Unsuccessfully, Mark tried to play it off as just the rough housing. Jamie knew better.

"Come on, sit up and let's watch this movie."

Jamie moved so he was sitting on the couch leaning into Mark. Mark put his arm over the boy and realized how nice this felt. Him and his boy.

Jamie was wanting to play and explore, but decided not to push it. He did leave his hard cock free from the jock.

Mark looked down on his beautiful boy. This couldn't be real, could it? When was he going to wake up from this dream?

No sooner did he think that, he heard "Dad, dad! You're snoring. Let's go to bed."

Mark had nodded off. He noticed Jamie's hand was resting in his lap when he woke up and somehow his zipper had been lowered. "Okay Jamie, go brush your teeth and let's get you in bed."

"Do I have to?"

"Yes, it's going to be a long day tomorrow. I have to go to work. We need to figure out what to do. You can come with me and maybe you can go spend some time with Master Bruce too."

"That would be fun. Will you tuck me in and kiss me like last night dad?"

Jamie jumped up. His cock, still free from the jock and hard, bounced as he led Mark back to the bedroom.

"Sure son." Jamie hopped in bed after discarding his jock and Mark pulled up the covers and kissed Jamie on the forehead. "Goodnight son!"

"Goodnight dad. I love you!"

"Love you too son." This was all new to Mark, but also felt kind of nice. On the way out he noticed Jamie's worn tee shirt on the dresser. He picked it up and as he walked to his room, he held the shirt up to his nose, inhaling the boy's scent. It was intoxicating. He was beat from the stress of the day, stripped, and slid into his own bed. He was dreaming deeply about having a son now. What they would do, what life would be like. He thought the boy was sexy and cute, he didn't ever think of boys that way before. He also knew there was no way Jamie was his biological son. Would he be able to keep him? Can he control these new feelings? Apparently there is a grandmother. His dreams went all over. Confrontations with Ashley, reunions with the grandmother and then having father and son time with his boy. He always wanted a kid, but never thought it would be possible. Just then he was startled by something sliding in the bed with him.

"Dad, I got scared, can I sleep with you?" Jamie didn't give Mark a chance to say no since he was already under the covers.

"Sure son." He pulled Jamie into him and they laid there hugging face to face. He woke up in the morning thinking it was all a dream until he realized there really was a boy snuggled in his arms and a small, smooth, teenage cock poking him in the belly. His own morning wood was between the boys legs.

Jamie opened his eyes. "Hi dad! I think you're happy to see me!" and he reached down and grabbed Mark's erection.

Mark was shocked and didn't know what to say or do. His response surprised even him as he reached out, took the boy's boner in his hand and said "Look who's talking!"

"Oh dad, that feels so nice. Can I ask you a question dad?"

"Sure, anything."

"Is my dick normal? I've seen boys at school but I never had a dad to ask questions about things they didn't cover in sex ed."

"Well, let me take a look. It feels normal." Jamie giggled. He slid out got on his knees and presented his boner to Mark, inches from his face. "Whoa, that's a bit close, you might put an eye out with that." Mark teased. He grasped the boy, gently stroking him.

"Mmm, that feels good dad. Keep doing that."

Mark didn't know what came over him, but as a tiny drop of pre-cum appeared at the end of Jamie's cock he licked it off. He wasn't sure if the boy could cum yet, but apparently he could. His cock and balls were small but perfect. Jamie had his eyes closed and shuddered when the tongue hit his glans. "Wow, that was, what was that? It was, amazing."

Mark couldn't stop himself. Slowly he engulfed his boy's cock with his mouth. Taking in every inch until the head was pushing at his throat and his nose was touching the two or three tiny strands of light blond pubic hair. He held Jamie there. Jamie was moaning in pleasure.

The position was not comfortable, so he pulled off and then lifted Jamie's leg over so that he was now straddling him. He slid up, leaning against the headboard to make it more comfortable. He resumed sucking and Jamie was in heaven.

Mark placed his hands on Jamie's butt cheeks and slowly guided him in and out. Over and over. Jamie was tensing up, but Mark didn't want this to end.

Jamie started humping on his own, so Mark pushed him back. "I want you to get off the bed and stand at the side facing me."

Jamie jumped down, stood there as Mark laid on the bed face up with his head off the end. He reached for Jamie. "Slide your cock in my mouth, son." Jamie was very obedient and anxious. This was so hot to Jamie. He was watching Mark's hard cock sway back and forth as he fucked his dad's face. His balls were hitting Mark's nose.

"Dad, I want to suck on you." Jamie backed off and hopped up on the bed. Mark had slid down a bit so his head wasn't dangling.

"Be careful of the teeth and go slow." The boy was amazing. He was a bit timid at first but quickly got the hang of it. Mark was getting close, but didn't want the fun to end. "Jamie?"

"Dad?"

"I'm going to shoot son, you can pull off if you don't want to swallow it."

"Mmmph" was all that could be heard.

Just then Mark shot his load. Jamie gulped down a bit but most of it dribbled down Mark's cock. Jamie wiped some of it up and licked it off his hand. "Mmm, daddy taste good" he said sounding like a cave man. "Jamie want more." He said as he licked it off of Mark and licked his paws clean. He climbed around to be on top of his dad facing him. He stared into his eyes and the two locked into the most passionate kiss. Tongues were fighting, cum was being shared. Jamie pulled his head back. "I love you dad."

"I love you too son."

They laid there for a while just enjoying each other.

"Dad, can we do this every day?"

"I'm sure you'd like that but we need to be careful. People wouldn't understand."

"I know, we have to keep it a secret. I won't tell anyone."

"Hey, we need to get to work, let's hop in the shower, grab a bite, and get to the shop before we're late."

The two showered, almost got carried away, and decided to grab bagels at the shop next to Mark's for breakfast. They flew out the door. Father and son, off to work.

When they pulled up to Mark's shop, Officer Patton was standing at the door. Mark started to get nervous.

What does Officer Patton want now? We will find out next time.

End JiuJitsu Boy Chapter 3 - Andrew Thomas