Date: Mon, 26 Mar 2018 13:51:54 -0700
From: Ryan White <liciousryan@gmail.com>
Subject: Turn Back Time

Hey dudes!! Hope all is well?? And if not... Well...fuck it xx

The relationship between a father and a son. One of the most beautiful
things to see in the world. There is a special bond, in my opinion, between
a dad and son that very few things can break. This story tells the tale of
a gay man who finds out the love of his life had a kid of fifteen years,
and he never knew it.

Only one problem...the boy is drop dead gorgeous!! Love it.

Feel free to contact me via email liciousryan@gmail.com or follow me on
Twitter @LiciousRyan1


TURN BACK TIME
CHAPTER ONE

"Ahhh yeah...fuck yeah...shit...just there yeah!!"

The sixteen year old soccer player on the king sized waterbed was
positively salivating with his thick, Italian heritage of a dick was sucked
with such ferocious tenacity. Not his first blowjob by any means but for
sure his first given to him by another man. His fucking soccer coach no
less. See, Coach Adam Parker was a real whore for a good looking teenage
boy. And right now that same coach wanted the delicious nutty flavoured
goodness that was so very tightly hidden inside his soccer filled balls. No
pun intended.

"Damn Coach, you're gonna make cummm shhhittt get off, get off!!"

Adam Parker said fuck no to that. The kid clearly didn't want his coach to
swallow his cum. He'll quickly teach him right from wrong. He fingered
around the kid's testicals, applying more and more suction to his thick
organ. Bright red, with the head glaring with sheer anticipation, he dove
his tongue into the piss slit, sending his student into sexual
overdrive. Not many girls are prepared to do that...tonguing the piss
slit. Unless they really wanted some juice...make that cock juice. For a
sixteen year old, this kid must have satisfied a lot of girls with his
impressive piece of teenage meat. It sure tasted fantastic enough. He would
blow teen boys anytime of any day, but he was not getting fucked. Ever. The
closest Adam Parker came to a cock was sucking one or jacking off his
own. He was a total top, but there was no way the captain of the u16,
school soccer team would allow his macho ass to be split in half by Adam's
own beloved 7 inch fuck stick. There was something about sucking one of
your sexiest, leanest, slightly muscled students...the kid's dick was
flaring up and his chest was heaving. He was more than ready.

"Coach...you're gonna get a mouth full of...ahhhhh yeaaaaah!"

The kid never got to finish his sentence. His back arched and he pushed his
cock as deep as he could into Coach Parker's mouth. Two days of heaped up
teenage sperm poured into Adam's mouth and like the true teenboy sperm
whore he was, he gobbled up as much as he could. Holy fucking shit, it was
spilling like bloody white lava! The stiff was leaking and running onto the
boys's balls but he didn't care. He licked the two spent vital orbs like a
little three year old boy would a popcicle. Damn right...teen boys came
fast and hard. Their sperm was thick and healthy. It tasted like the pure
protein it was.

Adam kissed his way upwards, past the boy's cummy cock, placing rough,
hard, desperate kisses onto the kid's stomach, appreciating the six rock
hard blocks of abs he helped grow there through rigorous training on the
soccer field. He dove his face into the kid's neck and made love to his
upper chest, collarbone and throat. He raped the kid's skin before looking
him straight in his eyes.

"Same again next week?" He asked, teasing the boy with biting his lower lip
with his teeth.

"Yeah. Hell yeah. Oh my god..." the boy managed into get out before his
coach's mouth covered his as the man and his sixteen year old student
kissed eachother whit all the passion two straight men could. Adam Parker
broke the kiss eventually, and tenderly caressed the boy's cheek. That
irritating little voice in the back of his head just HAD to spoil a
wonderful afternoon...

Don't fall in love. Don't. Just don't...

"Okay kid, time to go. Get out. Go on!"

He hated doing that. But he couldn't fall in love with another teenage boy
ever again. It hurts too much. Of that, he had had enough of that to last a
fucking life time.

****

He always wondered if it was nature's way to punish a gay boy, by making
him fall in love with a straight schoolmate. That one guy in school that
you KNOW for sure you would NEVER be able to be with, because he was
straight and therefore not into other boys. But even back them, Adam was a
real go-getter and would rather try and fail than never try at all. Jason
Markram as the ultimate sex player, he had a different girl on his arm
every week.

Even at the tender age of fourteen, being on the baseball team meant he
attracted the attention of all the girls. It didn't help that Jason was
especially unnaturally handsome for someone still so young. In his uniform
he was strikingly beautiful and being gay, of course the young Adam Parker
was also stunned by watching Jason. If love at first sight ever existed,
this was it. The kid was georgous but like most boys in Jason's position,
that gave him a touch of arrogance. He didn't speak or interact with anyone
he deemed not worthy. If you got good marks, he bullied you. If you didn't
partake in a sport, he would make sure the world knew he was a dork.

All in all, Jason Markram was the classical catch 22. He was sexy, even
beautiful, but he was the school's biggest bully. The two came together and
as a package. And it just had to happen that Adam enjoyed Biology. He was
fascinated by it and he often thought about becoming a doctor but
yeah...life didn't quite work out like he wanted. For the term project, he
was paired with Jason. Now to be honest, Adam wasn't placed in the dork
department by Jason, but then again he was certainly not someone he wanted
to hang with either. The first meeting was quite tense and with a LOT of
awkward silences as the two didn't know what the hellntp say to each
other. By then, Adam felt that even as gay, he was immune against Jason
because of his stinking attitude.

As he thought, Jason smooth talked him into doing all the hard work in
exchange of promising to invite him to his birthday party. Literally the
entire eighth grade class was convulsing to get an invite but not Adam. He
had enough of Jason. He might have been a dream to look at but that's where
the dream ended and the nightmare began.

"Look, I ain't doing your work here, dude. If you want a D for this, then
so be it. Believe me, my marks wouldn't collapse just because of one
D. Can't say the same for you. Sorry for not sucking up to you like
everyone else."

That was the first time Jason Markram had truly been stunned by another
student at the school I'm his life. He wasn't usednto someone saying NO to
him. At all.  "Listen here, dickwad, do you know who the fuck I am?" He
hissed at Adam during the class.

Everyone was watching them by now. Adam sighed. Why did Jason had to be so
fucking PATHETIC and cruel? Dudes like him didn't deserve to be so
beautiful. But Jason needed taught a lesson. He gently placed his Biology
book down on the table and looked at Jason.

"Sorry dude.. I didn't realise..."

"Yeah, I got that. Finish up." Jason snarled before his eyes widened in
confusion as Adam walked to the front and stood in front of the class.

"Guys...your attention please. I'm paired with a partner over there, who
doesn't know who he is. If anyone can assist him, please contact us
immediately. Thanks!"

The class BURST out laughing and Jason was as red as a fucking ripe
tomato. Adam didn't care what happened afterwards. Someone had to put the
bully in his place. By the end of the day everyone had heard the story of
how Adam Parker had humiliated the star player and popular Jason
Markram. Adam kept to himself but gained a lot of new friends, all of them
sick to the bone of Jason's attitude over the semester. Then one
day...something happened which changed both boy's lives.

Adam was walking home from school when he saw a bike speeding across the
street. Fucking show offs. He started to cross the park to get home when he
saw Jason. He was listening to his Walkman radio while he was walking. He
didn't seem to realise he was walking straight into the oncoming
motorbike. Adam looked around quickly. There was no one nearby to warn
Jason and he himself was way too far away. The bike driver seemed to have
lost control over it. He didn't know how to stop it and the powerful
machine was heading straight for Jason!

"JASON! LOOK OUT!"

Where he had gotten the speed from, heaven alone knew. He ran as fast as he
could and within a sheer millisecond of the bike hitting Jason, he pushed
him out of the way. Jason landed safely on his back as he rolled onto the
nearby grass. Adam wasn't so lucky. He woke up in hospital two days later
with severe head injuries. Opening his eyes felt like ripping them
apart. The light inside the room blinded him.

"Dude? Adam?"

What the hell was HE doing here? Adam wanted to speak but he
couldn't. There was some kind of device lodged inside his throat. He saw
Jason. But this wasn't Jason, the bully. This was one who was scared
shitless. It was written all over his face. He felt a hand on his shoulder.

"You...you saved my life, man. I've been here since it happened. I haven't
even gone home once. I've been praying you wake up. Dude...I've been so
worried..."

Was that TEARS in his eyes? Was Jason Markram CRYING?

****

Weeks passed. Adam had to pinch himself. Never ever did he think he and
Jason would be chilling together, going to movies, listening to music,
checking out girls, eating out at MacDonalds...but it happened. Once Adam
got to know the real Jason, everything made sense. See...Jason was
gay. Yeah...You read that right. He was gay as Adam was, however unlike
Adam, Jason's dad had found him with a boy up in his room, just before the
school term had started. Safe to say he had beaten up Jason within an inch
of his life. He warned him to toughen up. To forget being a queer. To avoid
boys as far as he could, and if he didn't, to show them who was boss, to
get close with girls.

He went as far as giving his fourteen year old son condoms...giving his
permission to fuck girls...as if he wanted to breed being gay out of
Jason. Adam knew that Jason knew what he was thinking about, as Jason
gently touched his hand underneath the table in Biology class. A look
between them solidified their new found friendship. They weren't a couple
or anything. They simply understood each other. They were friends without
benefits and that was because Jason was still shit scared of his
father. This whole bullying saga was a farce. He so wanted to stop, but he
knew his dad was watching him, wanting to know every move his son pulled,
terrified maybe to have people know he had a gay son. Anything but that,
right?

A line was crossed one night where Jason turned up outside Adam's bedroom
window. Adam knew what that meant. Jason's dad was drinking again. And with
the booze, came the attacks on his son. No words were needed. He opened
this window and allowed Jason to climb inside. The boy was shaking, there
was literally NOTHING left of the once dominant school bully.

"Dude...no!" Adam whispered as he saw a fresh bruise on Jason's
arm. Tomorrow at school, Jason would tell the world he wrestled with an
older boy and he'd be a hero. In reality, his dad had tried to seriously
hurt him, AGAIN.

"Leave it, Adam. Its okay. I'm safe now, ain't I?"

Jason looked up at Adam as he said the words. Something inside Adam
broke. He reached out and hugged Jason tight, all while feeling the latter
boy's body starting to shake violently. He crushed the crying Jason to his
body, holding the boy he loved. He caressed Jason's hair and back, trying
his best to calm him down. Jason wiped his years and tried to smile. always
in control and he HAD to be strong. Straight boys don't cry.

"I'm sorry..."

"Its nothing, Jase. You're always welcome."

"NO! I'm sorry for...for everything. How I treated you. I just.. I didn't
know how to get my dad to believe I wasn't gay..."

"I know. I forgive you. Wanna sleep over?"  Jason nodded. But before Adam
could move, he felt Jason pulling him closer. They were face to
face. Gently, Jason leaned his forehead onto Adam's. Both boys sighed. Adam
slowly brought up his arms and gently rested it around Jason's neck. This
felt so right. How could it possibly be wrong? He moaned as Jason dunked
his face lower and rested it inside the crook of his neck.

"I love you.. " he heard Jason whisper. Adam pulled Jason's head back
upwards and caressed his cheek.

"Ditto," was all he said as the two once, enemies, shared their first
kiss. It was a beautiful moment.

But of course...fate rarely stayed as kind as it was to them right then.

****

Adam and Jason was destined not to be. Written in the stars? Who knows. But
what he did know was that Kimberley Downing, an sixteen year old
cheerleader in school, became pregnant. And she claimed the child was
Jason's. At this point in their relationship Jason couldn't lie to Adam. He
confessed he did sleep with her before they had gotten serious. Adam's
world and his heart broke. Tests could only be done once the child was born
and he didn't have the guts for the outcome. He begged his parents to
transfer him to another school. He vowed never to fall in love again, nor
did he want to see Jason Markram ever again. The pain was too much, and as
a fourteen year old, the pain controlled his heart. He didn't believe Jason
could be innocent. Kimberley was pretty clear he was the father. Adam left
town for the final time as he transferred to his new school. Pleading words
from Jason fell on deaf ears. Maybe if he was older...more wiser. But his
young heart was shattered as first love turned to heartbreak. The tears
streamed down his face. His parents didn't understand. No one understood.

****

In the present day, the adult Adam chuckled. Maybe that's why he still
liked to get with teenage boys. He never really got over Jason. And he
doubted he ever would. But yeah...Jason was in his past, not his future.

As always, when it was time for P.E, Adam lined up the fifteen year old
boys and told them that day they would be playing dodgeball. He saw that
there was one more extra kid than usual. A kid he didn't recognize. New
student? Fuck that now, this was the final class of the day and he was
yearning to get home and call up one of his boys for a good time. After
class ended he told the boys to shower and get out of the school. He was
busy packing his sportsbag and finish off the day when he saw a boy
standing behind him. It was the new kid.

"Listen buddy, class is over. Talk tomorrow, right?" He said with
precision.

The kid was handsome though. Maybe he wanted some action. But he had to be
careful. This was his job after all. Last thgin he needed was the new kid
running to mommy telling tales.

"My dad told me to look you up before he died two weeks ago. I have no
where to stay. He gave me your name and address."

What the fuck?

"Fat chance kid. I ain't falling for this. You better get home," Adam said
before walking away. This was dangerous and he wasn't taking chances. But
what the kid said next made him turn into stone.

"My name is Richie Markram. My dad was Jason Markram. He died last
week. Like I said, he told me to look you up."  Adam turned around. Oh my
god. Jason. He looked properly. The kid looked almost like he could have
been Jason's twin.

"Did you say...Jason died? When...how?"

"He had a brain tumour. My mom walked out on us years ago. He was all I
had. He said you would understand. Please don't send me away..."

The kid had tears in his eyes, almost a carbon copy of Jason, every single
night he spent in Adam's room crying over his dad. Jason, the only man he
ever loved, was dead.

His son looked so much like him. Memories flooded through Adam and the pain
and love he felt for Jason. He closed his eyes and looked up at the
sky. Before him Richie Markram stood, wiping dry his eyes. The kid must be
going through hell. Just like Adam did with Richie's father years before,
he placed his arm around the kid's muscular shoulders.

"Come on, let's get you home."


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THANKS FOR READING!! Second chapter will be up soon but lemme know what you
thought!

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