Date: Thu, 11 Oct 2001 00:03:14 -0700 From: Robert Just Robert Subject: Skateboard boy Part 11 Skateboard Boy Part 11 I awoke with Mike spooned against me, and I could feel his stiff pee-boner poking into my thigh. I became aware of my own need and gently untangled myself from my little angel and headed to the bathroom. As I was finishing Mike walked in sleepy eyed and took my place at the toliet. He swayed gently as he stood, eyes closed draining his little bladder. I looked at his still naked body and marveled at how cute he was. He had grown over the last few months and now with his body entering puberty, I expected even more changes. I had no regrets, it was all part of life and I wanted my boys to grow and mature and realize their true potentials. Mike finished and turned to me smiling. "I'm hungry daddy." He said in a baby voice. "Me too, babe. Let's go to Denny's." We showered to wash the previous nights love juices from our body and got dressed in a hurry. We piled into my car and drove to the restaurant. The world seemed a bright happy place today. I was with someone I loved and it was obvious from the way he treated me that it was mutual. We joked and laughed and shared quiet moments as we waited for our breakfast. The waitress was a cute guy around 19 or 20 and Mike kept smiling at him and flirting. The kid seemed to pick up on it right away, but he dismissed it partly because of Mike's age I guessed. But he was very sweet to Mike and for that matter, to me as well. I took my time as he returned with our food and looked him over. He was not tall, maybe 5'8" or so and slender without being skinny. He had blondish hair but had it tinted sort of yellow on the top. His big brown eyes flashed dangerously and his perfect smile accented his cute button nose. He was gorgeous by any standards and I felt a sudden stirring in my loins. I moved to adjust my suddenly growing bulge and to my embarassment he seemed to notice and smiled at me. I sat staring red-faced as he walked away and felt even more guilty as I checked out his perfect bubble butt. Mike seemed not to notice as he had already dived into the food placed before him. I picked at my food and wondered, why was I checking out a cute waiter when I had the most perfect partner sitting across from me. Could it be that sometimes I desired adult companionship. I was a boylover, true, but gay as well and had been with many men. I loved males..period. Boys or men I loved the fact that they were male. I didn't care for women at all. I mean I didn't hate women....after all I had been married for 24 years and fathered two children by one. But, in all those years I had never been tempted to cheat with another woman, however men did tempt me. And it was ultimately my downfall, or was it my redemption. I must have looked too thoughtful for Mike's taste, because he poked me and rubbed syrup on my arm, giggling like a little girl. I was shaken out of my blur and returning to the present I began to tickle Mike as he giggled even louder. I looked up to find our waiter, Mark his name tag read, smiling down at us. "Is everything ok? Can I get you anything else?" He asked sweetly, his big brown eyes meeting mine. "Uhh, no it's all great..uh Mark. I'm okay, you?" I asked Mike who shook his head no. "I guess we're set, just leave the check. "I said smiling. Mark smiled and pulled the check from his pocket and laid it on the table. Then looking a little shy he slipped a small piece of paper into my hand. I looked curuiously at him, but he turned suddenly and disappeared into the kitchen. I opened the piece of paper and on it was written: Mark Howard...546-8965. Mike seemed not to notice as he was pursuing a last bit of pancake and I looked over at his sticky face and pocketed the piece of paper. I left a five dollar tip on the table and Mike and I headed to the register. I was hoping Mark would ring us up, but he was nowhere in sight. I paid and slipped a hand around Mike's shoulder, and glancing back over my shoulder I saw Mark peeking out of the door to the kitchen smiling nervously. Once back at the house Mike wanted to go over to a friend's house. After all my boys were boys and they didn't want to spend all their time with me. I don't want anyone to get the impression that all we do is have sex. We all share the normal day to day stuff that families do. My boys have friends, and they do normal boy stuff. All of them are very good at atheletics, Cody especially. He seems to be good at any sport he tries. He has that inborn ability to pick up on anything and the grace to make it look easy. I too enjoy normal, adult diversions, and spend a lot of my time writing and reading. I love music and I burn my own cd's on the computer. I also love movies and have quite a library built up. While I am on the subject of me, you probably wonder what kind of hot man-stud I am, that can charm and earn the love of so many boys. Well, you may be surprised to know that I am average. I am 48, 6'1" about 180lbs. Im not the most handsome man on earth, but I'm not ugly. Im actually below average in some ways, being only 5.5 uncut. I'm smooth, not much hair anywhere on my body and my hair is blondish with white hightlights. Now if you are wondering why anyone, especially three beautiful perfect boys would love me, then you don't know a thing about boys. Boys love what's inside of you. Their love is unconditional and they tend to look past superficial facades. I'm not saying they could necessarily love an oger (but who knows), but what I am trying to get across is that love comes from within, and kids are better at seeing that than adults are. When Mike left for his friend's house, I found myself alone for the first time in a long time. I started some laundry then looked around for some diversion. Suddenly remembering the piece of paper in my pocket, I pulled it out and considered calling the number. I supposed Mark was still at work and anyway, I had no business getting involved with anyone right now. I went over to my desk and fired up my computer. I headed to one of my usual chat sites and logged in. The room was a local gay.com chat room, and I could usually find someone to chat with there, even though I could never share everything about me. Before meeting Cody I had actually hooked up with several guys here, but all were one night stands and not one of them had ever called me back. I always left it up to them, I never pursued anyone. I noticed some regulars in the room and a few new nicks. Someone typed hi, and I responded, but the room was pretty empty, not much going on. I spent a few minutes checkng out profiles and found a few interesting ones but, I never pm anyone. My profile is posted, complete with pic, and I figure if anyone is interested they will pm me. I minimized the window and started writing a new chapter of a story I had began and suddenly a message window popped up. I clicked on it, it was from someone called Waiter69. Waiter69: hi, how are you? Me: fine, you? Waiter69: cool, really tired. just got off work Me: oh, what do you do? Waiter69: im a waiter, lol. Me: DUH, sorry. i'm dense. Waiter69: no prob. i like your profile. Me" thanks I took a minute to click on his name, but he had no profile to read. Me: so, what about you, you know everything about me, i dont know anything about you Waiter69: k, 5'9" 120, brown/blond with gold, 20yo Me: wow, you sound cute A light flickered in my brain. Mark, was a waiter. His stats sounded similar, but I had left Mark at Denny's only, I glanced at my watch, wow..three hours ago. He could be off work by now. I had to know. Me: is your name mark? Waiter69: i wondered if you would remember me Me: oh, yeh, i just cant believe you gave me your number Waiter69: why, i think you are hot. was that your son with you? Me: yep, one of em. i have three Waiter69: im sorry, i guess you are married then Me: nope, divorced Waiter69: sorry, but how did you get the kids? Me: actually its a long story but, id love to tell you Waiter69: really...you could call me Me: k...hold on Nervously I dialed his number and when he spoke I could feel the goosebumps rise on my flesh. His voice was sweet and melodic, and I was mesmerized by it. He listened attentively as I told him the official verson of how I became father to three boys. Of course, I left out all mention of sex, etc., even most gay guys found the subject uncomfortable at best. I found myself enthralled my Mark's enthusiam and warmth as we chatted. Before I knew what had happened we were agreeing to meet. I felt a little guilty at first, but I told myself we would just meet at the mall, have a coke together and get to know each other. In the back of my mind I hoped for more. I called Cody, Mike and, Tim at their various friends' homes and told them I would be back at the house around six. The were all busy with their own fun and we agreed that we would all meet back at the house around seven p.m. I took another shower, washing and styling my hair and picked out what I felt were stylish, yet casual clothing. I chastised myself for making such a fuss. I was primping like a girl on her first date. I laughed out loud at myself and checked myself in the mirror. I decided I didn't look tooo bad for an old guy and headed out the door whistling. I found a table near the pizza place in the mall food court and waited. My stomach was full of butterflies, what if he didn't show up. What if he had chickened out, or he was only teasing me, as some gay likes liked to do. Then he appeard with that smile and my heart lept with joy. He worked his way over to where I sat and stuck out his small soft hand. I shook it,holding it for a second longer than necessary and feeling the warmth and softness there. As I released his hand he slid into the seat across from me with the grace of youth. I smiled over at his perfect face and body and wondered what he saw in me. Forgetting my own belief about boys, for a moment, reasoning that a 20 year old was more man than boy. But never the less he seemed to still have that sparkle in his eyes that I had seen so many times in the eyes of my boys. We talked and the time passed, we discovered we had a lot of common interests despite our age differecnces. Mark was attending college on a partial scholarship and working at the restaurant to make ends meet. He was proud of the fact that he was making it on his own, and I felt the strength of his character coming out in every word he uttered. The time passed and it was nearing five p.m. I told him I had to get home by 7, and he seemed disappointed. "Uhh, we could go to my place for awhile." He suggested smiling nervously. I was speechless for the first time in a long time. I sat searching his face for some clue of what that might mean, as he reddened and looked away. "I'm sorry. I just...." He uttered nervously. "I mean...if you don't want to that's cool." Suddenly he seemed less sure of himself, almost like a little boy. I reached across the table unconciously and took his hand. "No, it's not that. I'd love to, but...." I began. "I have responsibilities now. I have three boys to take care of, and I can't let my desires get control of me." "That's cool. I admire that. I mean I wish my dad had been like you. He didn't give a flip about me. He used to mess around with women and stuff. My mom just took it. She should have divorced his ass." Mark said suddenly looking angry. Suddenly I had an idea. "How about coming home with me and having dinner with my boys and me?" I said reluctantly releasing his soft hand. "Really, you mean it. You wouldn't be ashamed to be with me around your boys?" He asked suddenly elated, then small and tradgic. "Absolutely. Come on, you can follow me over." I said rising. I had made a judgement, based on our short meeting and I hoped it was a good one. I was usually a pretty good judge of character and in my opinion Mark was a good kid, just lonely like a lot of young gays. I had some reservations about bringing a total stranger into my house, but I knew enough about him to feel it was okay. I knew the boys would take to him as I had and they would be discreet. I had never had to really warn the boys about keeping family secrets, secret. Cody had discussed it at some point with his brothers and they had all agreed that what went on at home was no one's business but theirs. As I led Mark into our house he looked around curiously, and I took him on a short tour of the place. When we got to my bedroom he sat down on the edge of the bed and looked up at me. "How much time do we have, before your sons get home?" He asked grinning widely. I glanced at my watch. "Uh, maybe an hour or so, why?" I replied knowing exactly why he asked. He reached out I took his hand. He pulled me close and our lips met. I stood no chance now, my body had already committed to this meeting and my cock was so hard it was painful. He pulled me down on him and as our bodies pressed together I could feel his own hard, ample cock pushing back. I was afire with passion. I felt guilty, but a hard cock has no concience. I began removing Mark's shirt to reveal his soft hairless chest. A small trail of soft hair led from his belly button down into his low hanging jeans, the path to paradise I call it, and on him it looked so sexy. I covered his chest with small kisses and sucked on each nipple slowly while he moaned lowly. I moved on down and licked his belly button, feeling the softness of his downy hair. He shivered slightly at my touch and as I popped the button on his jeans he sighed. With his co-operation I had his pants down and off quickly to reveal his soft silky boxer shorts tented by his rising cock. He looked especially well-hung and I couldn't wait to get a look at his cock. I tugged at the boxers and they came down quickly revealing a hard slender 7" of cut cock. His balls were pulled up tight against his body and looked ample for someone his size. A drop of precum appeared at his piss slit and I licked it off as he moaned. "Yes...suck me...please." He said breathlessly. How could I refuse such a great offer. I began licking and kissing his dickhead as he moaned appoval and gyrated his hips. In one gulp I swallowed him down, relaxing my gag reflex while still swirling my tongue around his sensitive ridge. He seemed surprised that I could take all of his cock into my mouth and very appreciative. He wiggled around pushing against my mouth while holding my head gently. "God....yes...that's soooo good. Oh my god....I never had anyone....uhhhhh." Suddenly I felt the wetness as his cock blasted off it's first wave of cum. The first wave went straight down my throat without my taste buds getting to it first, so I backed off to catch his next wave on my tongue. He tasted bitter sweet, but very edible. I kept my suction on his cock as he shot once more, and then he fell back quietly. I let his cock remain in my mouth not moving while his dick continued to throb. Once he had finished emptying his balls into my mouth, I licked his cock head clean and moved up to lay beside him. He looked over at me and smiled, placing his lips firmly on mine. He tasted his own cum there and lapped at my mouth greedily. "It's never been that good before." He said breaking our kiss. "You are absolutely-fucking-amazing." "Thanks, I was inspired by your hot body. You are awesome." I said smiling. "Uh..do you have a rubber?" He asked softly. "Yep, lots." "Fuck me then." He said rolling over. I was glad he believed in protection, no one could be sure of anyone in these days and times. I reached into the bedside table and pulled out a lubed rubber and carefully rolled it on my throbbing dick. I looked at his perefect ass and couldn't resist tongue diving into it. I gnawed at his perfect orbs and began tongue fucking his hot hole. He loosened up rather quickly and I knelt behind him and lined my throbbing dick up with wet hole. I found him relaxed and entered easily as he moaned lowly. I felt the hot vevety warmth of his muscle grip my aching bone and I almost came at once. I tried mental exercises to take my mind off how good it felt to be in his hot ass, but it wasn't working very well. I knew I couldn't hold out long. I began to thrust slowly and he let me build up my own rhythm. He moaned lowly as I rubbed his sensitive prostrate and I felt beneath him to find his cock was hard once more. I pulled out and rolled him over onto his back. I pushed his legs up , placing them on my shoulders and entered from the front. He reached down and began jerking his own cock as I began to fuck him again. Slow at first then faster as I became consumed by the fire of his guts. I felt like my entire body was suspended in the hard piece of flesh between my legs. I screamed loudly as I neared orgasm and Mark smiled up at me lustily still working his own hard cock. To say we had a mutual orgasm would be misleading, but almost as soon as I began unloading in this hot gut, he began spurting his spunk onto our bodies. I bent down and we kissed. Our bodies were one for that moment, both of us feeling the warmth and bliss of the afterglow. I fell down beside him wrapping my legs and arms around him. He sighed deeply and looked so much younger than his years. I kissed his cheek and he smiled. I glanced at my watch..6:45 p.m. "Oh, my god. It's almost 7." I said jumping up and grabbing my clothes. I ran to the bathroom and grabbed a couple of towels and tossed one to Mark as I began cleaning myself up. We dressed and headed to the living room just as I heard a key rattling in the door. The door opened and Cody stepped in beaming with his usual sweet light. "Oh, hi." He said noticing Mark. "Hey, bud. Gotta hug for me?" I said smiling and holding my arms open. He ran into my arms and gave me a big hug eying Mark curiously. I tossled his hair and introduced him to Mark. "This is Mark, a friend. He is gonna have dinner with us. Mark this is Cody, my oldest son." "Hi, Cody." Mark said offering his hand. "Hi." Cody said taking his hand and shaking it quickly. "Mark is going to college here in town and he works at Denny's. You know the one where we eat." I said feeling both silly and nervous. "Cool...I gotta go use the bathroom. Be back." Cody said leaving quickly. I knew he hated using the bathroom anywhere but at home and he was probably urgently needing to unload. "He seems cool." Mark said smiling nervously at me. "He is, very cool. All my boys are. You will like them and they will like you. Just be yourself. One important thing to remember, don't talk down to them. Treat them like you would treat any adult and they will let you know what the are capable of." "Cool." Mark said suddenly at a loss for words. "Uh..can I help with dinner?" "Oh, geez. I forgot. How about we order pizza tonight and then the next time, I promise I'll cook us a good meal." "You mean I can come back?" Mark said shyly. I looked into his eyes and he had that lost kid look, I had seen in Cody that first time. I smiled as I answered. "Yeh, if you wanna. I'd like to see you again." "Cool, yeh I want to to." Mark said smiling warmly. "It's just that a lot of times...well you know." "Yeh, I do know, and it sucks. I'm not like that and it's cool that you aren't either." I said moving a bit closer and brushing his cheek with my hand. He blushed and smiled and his eyes sparkled. He looked so beautiful and I couln't resist leaning in and kissing him. Our eyes closed and we became entwined as our lips met , our tongues dancing around in each other's mouth. Neither of us saw or heard Cody return until he spoke. "Woo hoo...go for it, dad." Cody said in a jovial voice. We broke off our kiss and both turned to see Cody standing in the doorway smiling wickedly. I turned to Mark who looked like he was about to cry. I took his hand and spoke softly. "It's cool. Cody knows I'm gay. Don't worry, he is totally cool with it." Mark looked questioningly at us both but the sudden entry of my other two sons interrupted any further discussion. I introduced Mark to Mike and Tim. Mike suddenly recognized Mark from our earlier encounter. "Hey, I know you." He began, pointing at Mark. You're the guy from Denny's, dad was staring at you the whole time." He giggled. "Mike...." I said pretending to be upset. "I was not staring...oh my God, was I that obvious." I finished, laughing out loud. "Yeh, and I caught em' kissing" Cody added giggling. "I better go." Mark said suddenly looking very scared. "No, don't go. Boys behave. Mark is staying for dinner." I said in mock repremand. "Yeah!..what we having?" Tim asked speaking for the first time. "Pizza, okay. It's on the way. Now go wash up, the pizza will be here in no time." The boys ran off to wash up and I was left with a very confused and reluctant Mark staring questioningly at me. "It's cool, Mark. I promise. If the boys make you uncomfortable, I'll yank a knot in their tails. They are just so cool with my gayness that they don't undertand why anyone is uptight about it." I tried to explain. "Wow, uhh. Are they gay?" He asked uneasily. "Well, Cody is for sure. Mike maybe. Tim, he's still a little young to be sure. But, it's not what you are thinking, I have tried not to influence them in any way. Oh, sure, you could say...well they live with a gay dad, so naturally they are going to see it as okay to be gay themselves. But, I don't think people become gay, I think they are born gay. Sometimes they don't figure it out until they have lived a life denying their own feelings. Sort of what happened to me, but that's another story. Cody was gay when we met, he just didn't know it was okay until I came along. I have tried to support my boys, to let them make thier own deicisions." I broke off suddenly, realizing that maybe I had said too much. "Wow." Mark said smiling broadly. "You are so cool." "Shucks, I aint nuttin." I said pulling Mark to me and hugging him close. "You are pretty cool yourself." This time we kissed without interruption, at least until the doorbell rang announcing the arrival of the pizza man. I paid the man and tipped him generously then yelled to the boys who came running like a wild bunch of pigs. The loud chatter of boys chowing down seemed to amuse Mark and I watched curiously as he surveyed each of the boys, smiling broadly. We finished eating and I tidied up a bit, and the boys went in to watch tv. It was almost 8:30 by now and Mark told me that he had to go soon. He explained that he had to be at work very early for the breakfast run. I took him out to the patio and we sat down on the porch swing. "I had a really good time tonight." Mark said sighing. "Me too. And I think the boys like you a lot." I added. "Really? I was afraid they would ...uh..you know...be jealous or something." Mark said staring into my eyes. "Why do you say that?" I asked curiously. "Well, I know I would be, I mean if you were my dad. My dad was an asshole but, I loved him. I wish I could have had a dad like you." He said leaning in close. Suddenly I felt very strange. I pulled away so abruptly that Mark's smile faded. "What's wrong?" He asked in a hurt voice. "Nothing, it's just...is that what you see me as...a dad?" I said feeling a little hurt. "No, is that what you think. I didn't mean to....I'm sorry. Robert....." He said almost crying. "It's okay. I'm just a little sensitive about my age, I guess. I hoped you would like me as a person, not a dad...that's all." "Oh, god. I'm sorry. I better go..I didn't mean to hurt your feelings. I'm shit. I...." Mark was crying now and I felt like it was my fault. I cradled him in my arms and kissed his tears away. So what if he saw me as a dad figure...it didn't matter with Cody or Mike or Tim. Why should I feel differently about Mark. I didn't have the answer. All I knew was I had hurt Mark and I had to make it right before he left, or I might never see him again. "Shush...." I said softly. "It's cool. I didn't mean anything by it. I don't care why you like me, I'm just lucky I met you. Can we just forget all this. I really want us to be friends." I said kissing his forehead. "Ooookay." He said between sobs. I never wanted to hurt you either. Let's just start over, okay?" He said wiping his tears away. "Cool." I said leaning in and kissing him passionately. We played tonsil hockey for a few minutes and I felt my hardon stirring in my pants. If I didn't break soon I couldn't control what happened next. "I wish I could sleep with you tonight." He said dreamily. "But,I gotta get some rest." "I'll take a raincheck on that sleepover, and I'll expect to collect really soon." I said kissing his cute nose. Now get...." He rose and I swatted his cute behind as I stood to show him out. I leaned against the door frame and sighed as I watched him climb into his car and drive away. I watched until I could no longer see his tail lights and then turned to go inside. Mike was waiting silently behind me. "You like him, don't you?" Mike said looking at me with his puppy dog eyes. "Yeh, I do. But, it doesn't mean I don't still love you and Cody and Tim. It's just that sometimes I like to be with another adult. You undestand don't you sport?" I asked holding his chin gently in my hand. "Yeh, I guess. He seems nice. Just don't forget about us." He said looking very serious. "Oh, baby. I promise that no one will ever come between me and you guys. I love you with all my heart and soul, you're my boys. Don't worry, I'll always be here for you...no matter what." "Promise?" Mike said smiling. "Cross my heart and hope to die." I said in a silly voice. "Stick a needle in your eye?" He giggled. "Ouch, yeh, yeh." I said grabbing him up and hugging him close. My little horndog was horny and he kissed me on the lips and whispered in my ear. We were off to my bedroom in a flash. End part 11.....more to come...keep those emails coming...they are my inspiration to continue........