Date: Tue, 7 May 2019 11:34:41 +0000
From: Eric Smith <titanic_cock@hotmail.com>
Subject: A Godfather Can Help Too, Part 1

A Godfaher Can Help Too Part 1
By Eric McKenney
Titanic_cock@hotmail.com

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to anyone dead or alive is totally coincidental.  This story includes
family members and minors.  If this offends you, if you are not of legal
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My best friend Randy had been so odd on the phone.  We'd been best friends
since high school and gone through a lot of shit together, job changes,
addictions and recovery, my early mistakes of a young marriage and then
coming out. And, of course, there was his bitch of a wife choice, whom I
was so glad to see leave the picture. There'd been a lot. Best men in each
other's weddings and I was Godfather to his kid, Elliot. So it wasn't
unusual to get a call to rush over to talk through an emergency, but it was
odd to have no idea what the issue was.

Randy was on the back porch, half way through a bottle of Jack and
smoking. I sat down and asked what's the matter.

"Elliot's gay."

"He just is?" I asked.

This was not only a shock of news, but also his angry reaction.  He'd been
the most supporting friend to me when I came out and never any negative
reaction. He just stared off, pissed off.

"Are you mad about this? Did Elliot make you mad somehow?"

"Lool, I just don't know what to say to him right now.  I wish I did, but I
don't.  Will you give him what he needs?  Go talk to him for me. Tell him I
love him and shit. "

"Randy, why don't you-"

"Please, Zach. I need some space to think.  He's upstairs. "

I walked up, trying to process, but it just didn't make sense.  When I
walked into Elliot's room, he had on his soccar uniform and was sprawled
across the bed crying. I sat down and patted his back.  He jumped, then
realized it was me and cried in my arms for awhile.  Finally I asked what
happened.

"Dad found out that I'm gay and he hates me."

"Now first, he doesn't hate you.  He just told me to tell you he loves you.
Now what happened?" He tried to talk, but clearly got embarrassed and
started to cry again.  "Did he find porn on your computer?" He shook his
head.  "Did you tell him?" He shook his head again.  "Elliot, you know I'm
gay.  There isn't anything you can tell me that I probably haven't done a
hundred times and loved it. I want to know.  What did you do?"

"Well, remember when you told me you looked for dates on apps?" Uh, oh. I
was to blame.  "Well, a few weeks ago I looked through your phone and
downloaded one, Scruff. It took awhile, but I figured it out and made a
profile and chatted with guys. "

"And told them all you were eighteen, I'm guessing?"

"Yea. And one guy was really hot.  And I let him come over this
afternoon. "

"Wow, that's big.  Did he realize you weren't eighteen?"

"I don't know. "

"And you let him in the house? Is that why your dad got mad?" He shook his
head again.

"I had him meet me in the garage.  And he was letting me suck his cock,
well, trying too, and dad walked in."

"Oh, my god! He did?" I started busting up laughing.  When I got it
together, Elliot seemed relieved for the first time.  "Fuck, Elliot, yea, I
don't know what I'd be feeling if my dad ever saw me with a dick in my
mouth.  He hadn't cum yet, had he?"

"No. I'd barely done anything.  He'd sucked me a little and was just
starting to teach me what to do. But dad yelled at him to leave.  Then told
me to go to my room.  I tried to talk to him, but he wouldn't. "

"Oh, Elliot. Im so proud of you.  You got to be careful about some things,
but that's great.  How many cocks have you sucked so far?"

"Just his. "

"Awww, fuck! Well, that sure will be one to remember.  Now don't you worry.
I'll go talk to your dad.  He's just a little shocked, but he'll be fine.
Come sit at the top of the stairs and listen for me to call you down. "

I went down and startled him out of a deep stare. Trying not to laugh too
hard, "Well, looks like you got a cock sucker in the family, doesn't it?"

He turned beat read and started yelling how bout how now funny that was.  I
changed tactics, "Fuck, Randy, I'm sorry.  I didn't know you'd take it so
hard.  Or like this.  What's going on? What are you thinking?"

"Fuck, I don't know.  I'm sorry.  I didn't mean to yell.  I just... don't
know what to think. "

"Do you think it's a bad thing to be gay?"

"No, of course not. "

"Just, not for your son?"

"No, I guess not.  I just, didn't see it coming.  He's 14. I hadn't even
really talked about sex or anything yet. I just wasn't prepared, I guess.
I was sort of prepped for dating talks and getting to relate to him as men.
And, it just feels like, that's all gone.  He's going to go down a road I
don't know and can't help him with and I feel like I've lost him. "

"Damn, Randy, your wheels are spinning.  Now in your heart, you know that's
not true.  Everything else is the same.  Your love of soccer and roller
coasters and scary movies.  And you'll realize, gay sex and relationships
isn't any different, really.  It hasn't been with me, has it?"

"Yea"

"It is?"

"Yea. I don't really know what you're talking about half the time with all
the guys you date. And there's so many.  You've dated or slept with more
guys in the past couple months than girls I have in a lifetime. "

"That's cause I'm better looking. " He finally laughed and took a breath.

"And we don't talk about the sex part in detail.  Look, I'm sure I'll be
fine in a few days, or weeks, but I can't talk sex with him right now.
Certainly not after I saw him with a cock in his mouth in the garage.
Isn't he too young for that?"

"How old were you when you started messing around with girls?"

"Thirteen.  You're totally right.  I want all that for him.  Can you please
just step in and be his dad on this part for awhile?  You've been a kick
ass godfather his whole life, and he's coming to live with you if I get hit
by a bus tomorrow. And you can help me get better on this too. Please?"

"Okay. Thank you for entrusting your son's sex-ed to me." I called Elliot
down and made them give each other a hug and say they love each other. "So,
Elliot, while your dad raps his mind around you sucking cock, I'm going to
take over parenting this part of your life for awhile.  Is that ok?"

He came over and hugged me. "Oh, thank god.  Thank you, dad, for
understanding.  So, Uncle Zach, you going to teach me how to suck cock?"

Randy turned away and downed his whiskey, "Looks like you already know."

"That was going to be his first, but he barely got it in his mouth when you
came in. How else can I learn? That guy had wanted me to suck him off at a
public bathroom. Maybe I should have done that.  I thought this was
safer. " Elliot was so sad and confused, like all hope of cock was
hopelessly gone forever.

It suddenly occurred to me, this was a bigger responsibility.  I would be
approving who he goes out with.  "Fuck, Randy, I don't know if you want me
to do this.  What if I let him go on a date and something, god forbid,
happens?  You'll never forgive me."

"Believe me, you'll be making much better choices right now than I would.
I'd just be fucking him up. You going to let him suck strangers in a public
restroom?"

"Not until he's eighteen."

"Great, you're hired. "

I looked at Elliot and asked, "What else are you planning to do?"

"I don't know.  I just want to learn how to suck dick first. What's the big
deal?"

Randy spoke up, "Yea, but did he have to be older than me?"

Now I was shocked.  "Elliot, I just assumed he was like 18 or 19. How old
was he?"

"45."

"Elliot, why...", but I stopped, realizing I should continue this part
without dad.  "Maybe we'll work on you learning on boys your age.  Let's go
up to your room and chat some more. "

"But that's the point.  I don't want to embarrass myself with guys at
school.  It's going to be hard enough coming out. I can't deal with that
too. I want to make mistakes with older guys. "

"Elliot, you can't be sucking off strange men.  It's illegal and
dangerous. " My father instict kicked in quicker than I thought it would.

"You have sex all the time.  Introduce me to a friend of yours," Elliot
begged.

I was getting as lost as Randy, "They're all over 18 and illegal too."

"Then can I please just learn on your cock? Dad, please, is Uncle Zach
okay?"

I couldn't believe this.  I looked at Randy terrified.  But he just calmly
said, "If he lets you.  Just go to your room and shut the door please. "
With that, Elliott started to run inside.

Seeing I wasn't moving, he turned back, "You coming, Uncle Zach?"

"I'll meet you up there." After he left, "Randy, you just told your son to
suck my dick. "

"Yea, I'm sorry.  Was that rude not to ask you if it was okay?"

"I just assumed gay guys suck dicks whenever they're together," Randy
rationed.

"No, that's not quite how it works," trying to realize this conversation
was really happening.

"Well, what's the problem?  Don't you want him to suck you? Afraid you
won't be able to get hard? Can you think of something else?"

"No, that won't be a problem.  Elliot is sexy as hell.  I'm just... he's
14. You're okay with that?"

His dad's eyes looked up and pleaded with me, "There's no one in the world
I'd feel better learning from than you. Thank you.  I hope you have some
fun too. You're a saint. "


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