Date: Fri, 27 Oct 2023 01:00:00 -0700 From: John Henry Subject: Wish You Were My Dad Chapter 14 (Gay/Adult Youth) DONATION: Nifty is a not-for-profit organization that heavily relies on our donations to keep the site free and accessible. Your donations pay for web hosting fees and other day-to-day activities for the wonderful staff of editors/publishers. You can donate on the website at http://donate.nifty.org/ Every little bit counts. DISCLAIMER: This story is a work of fiction, and contains explicit, sexual content involving adults over the age of 21 and minors under the age of 13, If viewing this material is illegal where you live, OR you're a minor under the age of 18, please stop reading this. If you're not sure about this legatilty, please stop reading until you have looked into your own, local laws. Any likeness or similarity between persons, places, products or concepts are purely coincidental. If you would like to leave any positive feedback, please let me know. Thank you. Chapter 14 When I woke up the next morning, I thought I had dreamt the whole previous night. I was still naked but alone in the bed, and I didn't hear any noises in the rest of the apartment. I stretched, rolled over and smelled Dylan's pillow. Obviously, I had morning wood, so I gave it a little tug as a greeting. I needed to take a piss, too, but didn't want to get out of bed yet. "Damn," I heard Dylan say, as he walked into the bedroom, still naked, and carrying a tray. "I was hoping to wake you up with breakfast and some kisses." "I can pretend to be asleep if you want?" I offered. "I'm sure we'll have plenty of mornings where we can make that happen without forcing it." Dylan asked me to sit up and set the tray on my lap. It was loaded with all kinds of breakfast food. He got back into bed next to me and gave me a passionate kiss. "Good morning, Handsome," he said. I blushed heavily. I couldn't help it. I didn't think I was ugly by any standard, but to have someone as hot and sexy as Dylan call me "Handsome" just, well, I'm sure you get it. Anyway, Dylan and I shared the breakfast, though we did have a little fight over the bacon. Once the food was gone, I insisted on taking the tray to the kitchen, especially since I really had to pee. "Nice butt," Dylan called out as I walked into the hall. I blushed again, but made sure to give it a little wiggle. Once I finished my business, I came back to bed and cuddled up to Dylan. "You're so warm," I said. "Can we stay like this forever?" "Not forever," he said, sounding a little sad. "I have to get Tiffany later, and I'm sure your mom will want you home today." "You could've lied and said, 'Yes, Mikey. We're going to stay like this forever and ever.'" Dylan snorted and gave me a kiss. "I'm not going to lie to you, but I definitely like where your mind is going." I gently pushed Dylan onto his back and moved myself on top of him. Our boners were perfectly lined against each other. He looked surprised by my actions, so I kissed him, then put my head on his chest. He wrapped his arms around me and slowly rubbed my back. "I'm so happy you came home last night," I said, a single tear falling from my eye onto his bare chest. "Me too, Baby. I wouldn't change that choice for anything." "Do you think we would have, you know, if I hadn't been naked?" "That's a good question," he replied and paused to contemplate the situation. "I think you being naked and not being self-conscious about it was a contributing factor. I think I felt I had permission to at least entertain the idea. I think what's more important is that you feel safe and loved, and that you trust me enough with your heart and your body to let those things happen. Not every kid can or should do that. What we have is pretty special and rare. "A lot of kids get taken advantage of by adults they trust, and those adults, whether meaning to or not, end up hurting those kids. Some think they're ready when they're not. Some kids get taken advantage of, being talked into doing things they don't want to, because they feel shamed, guilted or threatened. Not every adult is willing to take the kid into consideration. "Then you have some kids that are ready but can't find anyone, because the adult is too scared of what could happen if someone ever found out." "Like you, right?" "Yeah, like me. I'm still scared, but like you trusting me with your safety, I'm trusting you with mine. As long as we don't violate that trust, there's no reason we can't be together, with some rules, of course." "Of course," I said, wanting to sound smart. "You're so handsome when you're being smart," Dylan said. I, of course, turned bright red. "Stop," I whined, unable to hide my face properly in his check. "Aw, you also look so cute, when you blush!" "Stop!" "See! You're just so adorable." "Stop it!" I began to giggle and struggled to hide my face, which was hurting from smiling. "I will when you stop being the cutest boy in the world, which I'll guess is never." "Oh my God," I giggled and pulled the blanket over my head. "Hey, that's not fair." Dylan said, lazily trying to pull the blanket back. "How am I supposed to kiss you?" I pulled the blanket back and kissed him quickly, before covering back up. We played like that for several minutes. Eventually, Dylan got the blanket off my face and kissed me, pouring all of his love into it. His hand slid down my back till it cupped my butt. I felt a finger go between my cheeks and come to a stop at my hole. I moaned and he began rubbing it. Once again, instinct kicked in, and I started to rub my dick against his. The contrast of skin and hair felt wonderfully odd. "Daddy," I whispered. "Yeah, Baby?" Dylan whispered back. "I think I'm going to cum." "It's okay if you do, Baby. Do whatever feels right." I let out a little squeak, as my dick twitched, which was followed by my cum. I shivered due to the sensitivity of my dick, especially since it was now well lubed. However, I couldn't stop grinding against Dylan. My hips had a mind of their own, and my hole didn't want Dylan to stop rubbing it. Eventually, it was too much, and I went limp in Dylan's arms. "Are you okay, Mikey?" Dylan asked, kissing my head. "Yeah," I sighed. "Do you need me to move?" "Not until you're ready." "But, I got cum all over us." Dylan giggled and said, "That's one of the hazards of being a cute boy." I could only giggle, since I didn't have the energy to protest again. I fell asleep right away. A good orgasm and a good man will do that to you. Unfortunately, reality came crashing in. Around three in the afternoon, we said our goodbyes, but not before taking a shower. I wanted to get Dylan off, since he didn't cum the last time I did, but he said we didn't have the time. We did kiss a lot, though. Before we left his apartment, I sheepishly asked, "Are we boyfriends?" Dylan gave it some thought and asked, "Do you want to be boyfriends?" "I don't know. I think it might be weird that we're boyfriends while calling you Dad and Daddy." "Well," he said, pulling me into his arms, "I love you, and we don't need to put a label on that. You know I like being your dad, and I can be your boyfriend, too. They're not mutually exclusive in our case. It might mean more rules, but we also don't have to rush into anything, either." "It's so complicated." "It is, but that's the price we're paying for our situation. I think it's worth the price, do you?" I kissed Dylan and said, "You're worth the price." He honestly teared up and said, "That's the kindest, sweetest thing anyone has ever said to me." "Now, who's being cute?" I giggled. Dylan tickled me in retaliation. We kissed one more time, before we really had to leave. "I'll text when I get home, okay?" "Okay," I said, as I waved goodbye. I wanted to shout that I loved him, but didn't want to risk it. Luckily, Mom was still asleep when I walked in. I already had an excuse just in case. I don't think she would've been too happy if she knew Dylan had come home early, and I didn't feel like being asked a bunch of questions. I wanted to hold my memories sacred for a little longer. In just a couple of months, I gained a dad, a boyfriend and had sex, though not proper sex, all with the same person. Though I had seen him a few minutes prior, I was missing him. My heart hurt a little, but I knew he was only a few doors down and would be back soon enough. ***Coming Soon, Chapter 15***