Date: Sat, 09 Sep 2023 01:42:48 +0000 From: hugdan0 Subject: The big organ donor - gay - adult youth - Chapter 1 You must be 18 to read this story, and be aware that this is a work of fiction. I do not endorse the practices in this story, nor know for sure if scientific or medical facts told here are true or viable. Feel free to send an email telling me how weird this is, or if you liked it I'd be glad to know. Is good to support all creators and the spaces created for them to share their work, consider donating to nifty if you have enjoyed numerous hours of kinky fun. CHAPTER 1 - He's in your pants. I was preparing the presentation for the launch of the new app update that my business partner and I had developed. Greg and I met in college and since then we have been best friends, partying, traveling, even taking that sabbatical touring Asia after graduation. We started our business in the living room of his parents' house, then rented a small office and 20 years later, received the keys to the 15th floor of a building in the city. Greg knew about finance, and I knew about IT, which is where our idea to develop a personal finance software that later became one of the most downloaded apps came from. Although this story is not about Greg and me, I must tell you a little of what led up to that shocking moment before the presentation. Greg and I were inseparable, we loved the outdoors, and the riskier it got, the more we wanted to try. Our 20's were intense, climbing, exploring caves, surfing, jet skiing, swimming with sharks, you name it, we tried it. But everything changed when Greg got married, we didn't stop being friends, I was his best man at his wedding, but our getaways were limited to once a year. My assistant knocked on the door before he came in, I was sitting at my desk making some final changes to the presentation. Tom, my 23-year-old assistant, cleared his throat when he saw that I didn't take my eyes off the screen. "Yes Tom..." I said without looking directly at him. "Someone is looking for you Lane." "The investors? Is everything ready yet?" "No Lane" he told me, hesitating to continue "It's 30 minutes until the presentation. It's... it's a boy." "A boy?" I asked quizzically, "What does he want? Does he come from a school? Tell him to leave his contact information and we'll call him." "I already told him that..." replied Tom, I sensed he was reluctant to tell me more, "He says he's not leaving until he sees you. Lane, he says he's going to start screaming if we don't let him through..." "Tell security to get him out." "But... he's just a kid..." "Boys get arrested too, Tom." "But..." "What's going on Tom?" I asked wearily. "Lane... the boy says he's here to see his father..." The news took me by surprise, how was that possible? Okay, it was possible, I had lost count of how many women I slept with throughout my life, but I was always careful, no condoms broke and the girls who said they were on birth control, I always made sure that was the case. I got up from my desk and walked without blinking, my face must have been paler than usual. I made my way to the lobby with my heart racing and then I saw him, there was no doubt it was him, he was the only boy in the place, I could only see him from behind, his hair was dirty blond, he was wearing shorts and a hoodie. "Hey!" I exclaimed a bit upset. The boy turned around. The boy took a step back as I approached him in a threatening manner. They say the connection is immediate, but I didn't feel it. His features were delicate, his lips thin and he had green eyes. "Who are you?" I asked crisply. "My name is Danny," his voice was calm and young like any middle school boy's. "Alright Danny... uhm... I don't know what your mom might have told you, but, I don't think I'm your father..." there was no resemblance in either of us. I have brown hair and hazel eyes, the shape of my nose is different from his and my lips are fuller. "Oh god no! Who said you were my father?" I looked around as if searching for an answer I knew I wouldn't find. But there was a bigger shock when he said, "Lane Pierce..." that's my name, "You're not my father, but my father is in your pants." "Oh shit!" -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------- The presentation was not the best of my life, but it was not the worst either, you should have seen Greg and I when we started our business, dozens - if not more - of investors refusing to support us because we had very little experience. Fortunately and despite having the weight of the news I had just received everything went fine, Greg only approached me after to ask if I was okay. "Do you remember that trip to that island in the Caribbean, where we went free diving?" "Four years ago, how could I forget, when you were attacked by the barracuda" "Yeah, that one," I said and stood still, staring blankly. "Are you okay Lane?" my friend asked, but at that moment one of the investors called Greg to talk about numbers, "Well, we'll talk later, everything will be fine," he assured. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------------- The boy took a sip of his smoothie while I watched him, we were sitting at a small table at a coffee shop right across the street. I ordered a coffee which I hadn't even sipped yet, Danny put his cup on the table. "Is it good?" I asked, he had ordered a strawberry banana smoothie, the place offers a great variety of flavors but I had never had the chance to try them. Danny nodded, "How was your meeting?" "Fine." "what do you do?" "I develop software. Apps." "Games?" he suddenly showed a little interest. "Not at all, finance" "Boring" he expressed, rolling his eyes taking a sip with the straw. "How did you find me?" I asked with genuine curiosity, but Danny just shrugged, "Shouldn't you be at school?" "It's summer" he replied with a frown. "Does your mom know you're here?" and Danny avoided my gaze, "Should I call her?" To which he loudly exclaimed no, which gave me a bad feeling, "So tell me, how did you find me?" The boy sighed, "My aunt works at the hospital, she has access to information...I asked her to tell me." "Tell you what?" The boy lowered his shoulders and looked down. "Tell me where my dad is...", then he turned to look at me with teary eyes. "Danny, look...I'm really sorry...but it wasn't correct for you to look for me..... Besides, what your aunt did was unethical, that could get her in trouble." "No! Please! She had nothing to do with it, I insisted she tell me, she just looked at the information but didn't give me details, I was the one who snuck into her office and found out!" Then I sighed heavily, I couldn't blame the boy for what he did, I knew the pain of losing a parent, although I lived it in my adulthood. I decided then to relax and talk about other topics avoiding that which unexpectedly brought us together. Danny had just turned 14, was in middle school and liked sports but didn't belong to any team. He lived with his mom and stepdad and little sister in a middle-class house in the suburbs and liked superhero movies. I told him a little about myself, that I lived alone in an apartment in the city and that I preferred action movies and outdoor activities, I might add that it boosted my ego that he told me that I looked younger than I really was. "My step dad is bald and has a belly, he's 38," he took a last sip of his smoothie. After that there was an awkward silence, we knew what we had to talk about, that's what Danny was there for, but how to start? "What was your dad like?" I asked cautiously, watching the boy's reaction, but instead of sadness, he smirked.. "Oh my dad was awesome, tall, full of muscles, funny and very handsome" I couldn't help but smile at the description the boy gave. "I don't doubt it" I replied with a smile, "you sure look like him". "He was a hero..." then his face filled with sadness, "he was my hero..." "I'm so sorry Danny..." we were silent again, but if I learned anything in therapy, it was that sometimes we have to let the emotions flow, "What happened?" "He was a fireman, there was an explosion in a building and he was helping to evacuate, while he was helping something fell on him and..." he didn't need to say more, nor did I want to ask, "They only let me see him to say goodbye, he looked fine, he seemed to be asleep, but they said his brain wasn't responding, I was 10 years old." "Indeed your dad was a hero" I confirmed, "He helped save lives, and not only that day, but also afterwards" I assured him, "You know that, don't you? ", Danny nodded, then his gaze went to my crotch, a look with curiosity but at the same time with fear which led to my story, "It was in the Caribbean, my business partner Greg and I had gone with some possible new investors" sometimes it's better to negotiate relaxed with a few drinks on top instead of in an office, "everything was going well, we closed the deal, we enjoyed the stay and took the opportunity to do some activities, we went snorkeling on some reefs and free diving" Danny didn't seem very impressed by my story, but I continued "Do you know what barracudas are? " Danny nodded, "Of course you do... because you know what happened, right?" the boy nodded again, "you did your research" he smiled apologetically because it was true, "Barracudas rarely attack humans, but Greg and I had always been very adventurous, pushing our luck always a little more, and..." I didn't have to say it, Danny winced. "Did it hurt?" "Very much so... Fortunately one of the investors had his private jet at the airport and we were able to fly back right away..." even if he already knew, I let the information settle in his head, then I added, "Danny... your father knew the risks of his work, that's why he signed a document, that if he died, that as many people as possible would be helped.... I was one of them... maybe it was not his heart, his liver or his kidney... I could have gone on with my life without my penis, but thanks to him and an excellent team of doctors I was able to continue my life as before, and for that I am very grateful". Then, and after I had finished my coffee, I wanted to take a leak so I stood up. "Where are you going?" asked Danny in an alert tone. "I'm going to the restroom," I told him. "I'm coming with you!" he said, immediately standing up. I didn't think it was strange, there was nothing odd about him wanting to pee after drinking the whole smoothie, but his reaction was peculiar. We were at a table outside the coffee shop so we had to get in and walk to the back, the restroom was small, but still had two cubicles and two urinals with a small separation. I stood in front of a urinal and did what we men commonly do, I pulled out my dick and let it rest to let the stream flow. I didn't notice Danny's actions, I only noticed that he stood at the urinal next to me. I closed my eyes feeling relief from discharging my bladder, it seemed strange just hearing the sound of my piss, then I opened my eyes and looked to my side to find a stunned Danny staring at my penis. "Danny! What are you doing!" I asked in bewilderment. The boy didn't know what to do, I noticed he was trembling at my deep and loud voice, I shook my penis quickly dropping the last drops and put it in my pants. I took a few steps back, Danny was totally sorry and maybe scared too. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry... It's just... I wanted to see him..." "Who did you want to see Danny?" "My dad..." and then he started to cry. "Oh Danny..." Any anger I had vanished and I could feel nothing but sadness for the boy, I understood him missing his father, but, to believe that seeing my penis, the penis that was once attached to his father's body, would be like seeing him was unsettling. I walked over to him and hugged him, his young frame let my arms wrap around him and I pulled him tight to me, it took him a second to lose his fear of wrapping his thin arms around me as well. I rested my face on his head, my cheek resting on his blond hair, the boy's face resting on my chest. "It takes time, you're always going to miss him, but eventually you're going to feel better," I took him by the shoulders to tell him that, the boy with his head tilted up and me staring into his green eyes. "Are you feeling better?" he nodded, "Is there anything else I can do for you?" The boy didn't answer right away, he lowered his gaze, but he said anyway, "Can I see him?" "I'm really sorry Danny, I don't think it's appropriate, think about it, a man showing his penis to a 14 year old boy in the restroom of a coffee shop, it's not right, do you know what they would think?", Danny knew perfectly well, but his trepidation was bigger. "How about inside a stall?" "No" I said flatly. Taking a step back. "We could go to your office" The kid wouldn't give up. "It's worse, all the walls are made of glass. Understand Danny, it's not right, this penis is not your dad's anymore, his veins are filled with my blood, my piss has passed through the urethra for 4 years now", it was useless to continue with the discussion, the boy definitely needed to deal with that issue with a professional, I wondered at that moment if he would have gone to therapy after his father passed away, but it was not for me to ask him those questions, "it's best if we leave". We left the coffee shop and I waited standing on the sidewalk facing the building where my business offices were, Danny stood next to me and I turned to see him, the boy looked defeated, things had not gone as he expected. It was time to say goodbye, "Very well Danny, in spite of the weirdness of this encounter, it was nice to meet you" we shook hands. Then I walked to cross the street, I was about to check my cell phone to see if I had any messages from the office when I remembered that he was just a kid and not an adult who had left his car in the parking lot, I turned to him again. "Uhm... Danny..." , he was still there, I looked around trying to find a bike or a bus stop, "how are you going to get home?" the boy shrugged and said "I don't know, bus... or a cab". Since I already had my cell phone in my hand, I went back and said, "Don't worry, I'll pay you an uber, just tell me your address" then Danny was silent. "Danny? Your address?" "No need" he said, "I'll take the bus" he said looking in both directions as if trying to figure out where the stop was. "Danny?" I said lengthening the syllables of his name in a stern tone, I opened my eyes wide and didn't blink hoping that what was going through my mind wasn't true, "Tell me, what hospital does your aunt work at?" "Uhm... it's... uhm... the hospital..." Danny hesitated, "Spring... uhm..." "I was at the Woodrow Handler clinic... Danny?" "Springdale Hospital..." "And that's where?" "Springdale..." "Oh my god Danny! You don't even live here, why didn't you tell me?" "I didn't think it was important." "How did you get here? It's at least a 12 hour drive." "Fifteen on a bus..." he clarified. "Oh my goodness! Danny! Did you run away from home?" "No! I didn't run away, I plan to come back, I promise, I just wanted to meet you, to see him again..." but said, but I had already made it clear that no part of me, even if it previously belonged to someone else, was his father. "Does your mother know you're here?" he didn't have to answer, "Fuck!" I exclaimed in astonishment. "I told her I was going to a school summer camp, she doesn't know I'd be coming here." "You have to call her" I said. "No, I can't, they will get mad" his was scared but also determined to his mission, then Danny backed up a few steps, I noticed he was getting ready to run so I had to react fast. "Don't go Danny! Don't run, please" I asked him, it was clear that he had to tell his mother where he really was, but I didn't want to be responsible of him running away and that something bad would happen to him, "It's ok, we have to calm down" I approached him with caution, "let's go to my office, let's think well what we will do" I wanted to let him know that I would help him so he would trust me. We went up to the 15th floor of the building and I escorted Danny to my office, I told him to wait for me and pointed at a nearby couch, Tom was sitting at his desk just outside my office and he greeted us nicely, "Welcome back Danny". "Can you look after Danny while I finish up a few things?" Tom nodded, then I walked over to him to talk to him discreetly, "And Tom... uhm... Please be discreet about this whole situation," Tom, excellent assistant that he was, nodded. "Of course." I could not focus entirely on work, fortunately the most important part of the day was over, I only had to answer some emails and send some information, but it was circling in my head what to do with the boy that was waiting for me. While I was writing those emails I was looking for information about what to do when a boy runs away from home and where to report it. I looked at the clock and it was already 6 pm, I turned off my computer and took my cell phone and put it in my pocket, I left my office thinking about what to do, whether to try to contact the boy's mother or call the police or child services. I found Tom and Danny sitting together on the couch, side by side relaxing and playing with their cell phones, both the boy and my assistant were having a great time. "Ha! I beat you!" shouted Danny, they noticed my presence but only Tom changed his attitude, he stood up arranging his shirt well and waiting for instructions. "It's late Tom, you should have left an hour ago, I'm sorry." "No worries Lane" he called me by my first name at my request, "We were just having fun," they both looked at each other smiling. "Ok, time to go" I said, Tom and Danny said their goodbyes and my assistant ran to his desk where to the side was a duffel bag, he took it and handed it to Danny. "Don't forget your stuff Danny" "Thanks Tom" As we walked to the elevator I asked him "You brought a bag? With clothes?", I was doubtful of the boy's intentions, he had told me he wasn't planning to run away and had just come to meet me. "I was going to camp, remember?" While the elevator was going down I kept thinking about what to do, Danny seemed a good boy and taking him to the police seemed to me a little cruel, he was just trying to heal an emotional wound and I didn't want to harm him, it occurred to me to take him to a hotel and help him get home the next day, but I would be worried about leaving him alone, after all he was a teenager and could cause trouble. I could go to the airport and send him back home at that exact moment, but being a minor I didn't know what problems I could have, I wasn't his relative. I only had one viable option, or so I thought, take him with me to my apartment and think what to do the next day. As I drove Danny asked me, "Where are we going?" his tone was distressed, I told him to my apartment, "Really?!" he almost yelled, his mood change was instantaneous, "Do you live nearby?" "About 20 minutes away, are you hungry?" to which he replied briskly yes. We stopped by a small restaurant I usually go and we both ordered steak, I ordered mine with broiled vegetables and Danny with fries, we ate it right there before heading back to my apartment. "Wow! You live here?" he asked impressed when he saw the apartment building where I lived, I turned at the entrance to the parking lot and went down to the basement. He had told me he lived in the suburbs, I later learned that from Springdale, and from what I knew it was a small town, without many buildings or modern architecture, "In a penthouse?" "No" I smiled at him "Why not? From what I see you're rich." I was surprised at the presumption and even a little offended. "I'm not!" I replied, "I live comfortably." "That's what rich people say..." he smirked. While walking to the lobby I explained him that I work developing software for different companies apart from the app and my business partner and I were also working on other projects, all about finance, it wouldn't be wise not to take care of our own finances and spend on things we don't need. "Good evening Hank" I said to the security guard, who answered me kindly as always, "This is Danny..." I hesitated whether to introduce him as an acquaintance or a relative, I preferred not to clarify, "He will be visiting for today." "Good afternoon sir, welcome. As the elevator went up to the tenth floor, Danny said "He called me sir" and he giggled. I couldn't help but laugh, reached for his head with my hand and tousled it. I live in a three bedroom apartment, one is the master bedroom, one is the guest room and the third one I use as an office. My living room is spacious and connected to the dining room, I have a well equipped kitchen and the apartment has a large balcony overlooking a park across the street. Danny was impressed with the place, he put his bag down on a couch and looked around. "You have a nice apartment." "Thanks" I said, "Why don't you take your things to the guest room". "You have a guest room?" he asked in amazement. "Yeah...where did you think you were going to stay?" "I don't know...on the couch?" I led the boy into the guest room, it had a big bed and a huge TV. "The bathroom is between the two rooms on the hallway" I told him, "I have a bathroom in my room, so don't worry, you can take anything from the kitchen, make yourself at home." "Where are you going?" He asked with disappointment. "I'll be in my room, why?" "I thought... forget about it..." "Tell me" I insisted. "I thought we could do something, watch a movie, or I don't know." I thought about it for a moment, it was early, I had nothing else to do and my idea was just to go to my room and turn on the TV without paying attention while I checked my ipad, "Sure" Danny smiled cheerfully, "Just let me take a shower, I'll change and I'll see you in the living room. There's popcorn in the kitchen, you can make some in the microwave." I went to my room leaving Danny in the guest room, I went into the bathroom and let the shower run while I took off my clothes. I let the warm water rinse away the stress of the day, grabbed a soap and started rubbing my whole body starting with my chest, lathering up my hairy chest, rubbing my shoulders, my arms, then going for my legs and especially my crotch. I started gently rubbing my penis, despite having gone through a penis transplant surgery four years before, the fear and caution had not diminished, I had told my therapist about those frequent dreams where my penis falls off or those nightmares where I am with a girl and she bites it off. After the accident I thought I would never feel like a proper man, losing your penis is losing your manhood. Before the accident I had an active sex life, as a young man I had many girlfriends, and in college I did everything with the girls I came across, although my wildest time was after graduation, traveling with Greg, and sleeping with girls from different parts of the world. Maybe in my thirties I calmed down, we already had an established business, a company to take care of and Greg was already married, I no longer had my partner, my accomplice, by then I limited myself to occasional dates and hookups that I looked for through a dating app. But everything changed drastically after the accident. Despite having had the surgery, I had a slow recovery, a year later I still felt as if it wasn't mine, just as women who get breast implants take time to get used to their new size, it happened to me, before I had an average penis, a penis that gave me countless moments of pleasure alone and that helped me please hundreds of girls, but my donor was more than generous. I tried not to squeeze too hard as I ran the length of my new member with my hand, it began to fill its cavities with blood increasing in size. Soon my flaccid but heavy dick became a long, hard shaft. Inexplicably and just as I had already let my therapist know, I began to feel anxious, my heart began to pound harder, and a fear came over me, fear that such a piece of man meat would come off because of its own weight. It's the remembrance of the accident, the shock of losing your member and believing it's forever, that's what the experts told me, which had indeed happened, the penis I was born with lay at the bottom of the caribbean as barracuda's shit. I never expected to receive the gift of a big thick cock, many would say I should be grateful, but it was my trauma and I had to deal with it. I turned the cold water on while waiting for the erection to go down as I was holding my thick cock in my hand. I got out of the shower and started drying myself with a towel, I walked out to my room as I always did, with the towel I dried my hair and as I walked in my room blindly going to get my pajamas I had that feeling of not knowing if I had done something. I stopped in my tracks and looked at the door, I had left it open as usual, I lived alone, I didn't have to worry about that, but this time there was someone else, and he was just standing at the door. Danny was standing there staring at me, his eyes fixed below my waist, my engorged penis was not at full capacity but it was definitely asleep. I didn't hide my semi erection right away, I cautiously pulled the towel down and held it at my pubes. "Everything okay Danny?", I had no problem with nudity, I was used to locker room showers and saunas, but there was an unresolved issue with the boy. "I...I...yes...uhm..." "Looking for something?" I didn't know if that was the best choice of words. "Yes... uhm" he hesitated, "A bowl... for popcorn..." "I'll give it to you right away, go to the living room" the boy nodded and walked away. I closed the door and shook my head thinking how messed up that was, I had told the boy it wasn't right to show him my penis and there I was completely naked with a swollen cock swinging back and forth with an open door. I hoped that having reacted calmly as I did would not cause any problems or give the boy the wrong ideas. Everything was fine. We each sat on one end of a couch and in the middle we put the bowl of popcorn, I was wearing pajama pants and a tank top and Danny had changed into loose shorts and a t-shirt. Neither of us commented anything about the incident, we just said things about the movie, laughed a little and discovered our mutual taste for cherry coke. When the movie was over we said goodnight and went to our rooms. I made sure to close the door. I sat on the edge of my bed and sighed, what a day! I turned my head to release some of the tension I felt in my neck and tried to massage it. I walked over to my drawer and opened it, took out the box I kept in there and placed it on the bed, then took off my clothes and lay down in a comfortable position. I spread my legs and placed a pillow in between, opened the box and took out a tube, put some lube in my hand and gently rubbed my dick, I relaxed by laying my head back on my pillow and closed my eyes. When my cock reached a good size I picked up the box again, inside were several rubber rings with a small device attached. That night I decided to use only two, I placed one in the middle of my shaft and the other just under my glans. I took a deep breath and turned them on. The two rings began to vibrate, a slight vibration that made my cock hard immediately, I grabbed the sheet with my fists and my whole body tensed up. I had them on the lowest speed, soon my whole cock was lying flat on the pillow I had put between my legs, that way it wasn't hanging all its weight in the air, I hadn't masturbated in the traditional way since I recovered, my fear of ripping my cock off was huge that that was the only way I could release my urges. Forty minutes passed before I approached climax, the effervescent pleasure was reaching its peak, my sessions used to last over an hour, but that night something was different, I swallowed saliva as I looked straight at the closed door, my mind was drawing a figure standing in the doorway staring at my cock, mesmerized watching it being stimulated by vibrating rings, "Oh my god" I muttered to myself, "What the hell am I thinking? " My brain didn't put a face to the silhouette, but I clearly knew who it was, the figure wasn't as tall as an adult and he had been standing right there looking at my cock, a cock that was once his father's, the same one that made it possible for him to be in this world. I couldn't take it anymore, I clutched the pillow under my head and pulled it tight to me to stifle a long cry of pleasure. The rings kept vibrating as the jets of cum shot out, one after another until I was drained. When I got my breath back, I removed my toys and put them back in the box. I went back to bed after cleaning up and fell asleep immediately. I woke up early when my alarm clock rang, I started my day as I usually did, coffee was brewing in the coffee pot and I got dressed in sport clothes, I took from the closet the clothes I would wear to the office and put them carefully inside a duffel bag. Meanwhile, I thought about what I should do about Danny, should I insist on calling his mother? Should I send him home? But that would get him in trouble, how would he justify coming back from camp so soon, let alone taking him to the police, he was a good boy, he didn't deserve that. I decided to let the morning pass and figure out what to do later that day. Before leaving for the gym I went into the guest room, the boy was still asleep, I wrote him a note telling him that he could stay in the apartment and that we would see each other later on after work, I also left my cell phone number and a few dollars in case he needed it. I thought about the best place to leave the note and I approached the night stand, with the little light coming through the door I could see the boy lying on the bed, he had slept only in his underwear, he was with his back to me but suddenly he turned around, he was still asleep but I stayed still I didn't want to scare him, then something called my attention. Danny was a 14 year old teenager, but inside his briefs I could see a hard tool worthy of a grown man. I was impressed and couldn't help but think that the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. Ironically, I possessed that thick branch that made him. I left the note and was about to go, but before I closed the door I heard Danny's raspy voice as he woke up. "Lane?" "Yes." "What's going on?" "I just left you a note, I'm going to the gym and then to work, go back to sleep, later today we'll figure out what to do about your situation." "Lane..." "Yes Danny?" "Can I stay with you?"