Date: Fri, 29 Mar 2024 20:51:42 +0000
From: Neal G <writetime1@proton.me>
Subject: A Good Man at Heart: Chapter 3

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This chapter features a scene of light, sexual content between a father
and his minor sons. Just a heads up.

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Hearing a noise come from the front of the house, David kept his eyes
closed as he rolled over in bed, arching his back as he stretched out his
long, muscular physique. It had been a month since he was released from
prison, and he still marveled at how wonderful it felt to sleep on a
normal mattress again.

Reaching out his arm, he moved his hand over to the left side of the bed,
feeling around for his brother's firm, tight body. Being it was still
early on a Saturday morning, he figured there was still time left to
spoon Sean and possibly have a quickie before he had to head to the
Calypso for the lunch rush.

"Uncle Sean went to work, daddy."

Hearing the voice of his son, Taylor, David quickly opened his eyes.
Lifting himself up on his elbows, he yawned as he looked down at the end
of the bed, seeing his two little boys standing in the room, clad only in
their bright colored briefs. Letting his eyes drop downward, he noticed
the they were standing in front of a radio flyer wagon with a plate of
food and a glass of orange juice sitting inside of it.

"Good mornin, guys. What's all this?" He asked, rubbing one of his eyes.

Giggling together, the two boys smiled brightly at their father. "We
helped uncle Sean make you breakfast, daddy!" Said Tristan.

Suddenly going into work mode, Taylor pulled a tray out of the wagon.
Setting it up on David's lap, the two brother's transferred the plate
of food and glass of OJ over to their father, allowing him to have his
breakfast in bed. Looking at the contents of the plate his sons laid down
before him, David realized Sean and his boys had prepared his favorite
breakfast; scrambled eggs, sausage, hash browns and toast with strawberry
jam.

"Whoa! This is my favorite breakfast!" David gushed. "Thank you, boys!"

Seeing their father lean forward and purse his lips together, Taylor and
Tristan jumped up on the bed beside him, taking their cue to give him a
kiss.

After finishing his breakfast, David had the urge to take a piss.
Climbing out from under the covers, he walked to the kitchen to drop off
his dirty dishes before heading into the bathroom to use the toilet.
Returning to the bedroom, he noticed his two sons were staring at him; he
had forgotten that he didn't have any clothes on. Even though it wasn't
the first time the twins had seen him naked since he'd been home, he
noticed the two of them studying his physique more closely than usual.

"You have lots of muscles, daddy." Said Tristan, smiling.

"Yeah! And you have more fur on your body than uncle Sean." Taylor
piped in.

Chuckling from his son's observations, David slipped back into bed,
taking his place in-between his boys. Seeing Tristan staring down at his
hairy chest, he immediately understood what his son was thinking. "It's
okay, baby. You can touch it if you want."

Holding out his hand, Tristan ran his palm over the hair on his father's
chest, petting it as he smiled, broadly. "It's really soft!" He
exclaimed.

Seeing his brother's reaction, Taylor chimed in. "I wanna feel! I wanna
feel!"

Watching his two boys move their hands over the length of his torso,
David smiled, enjoying the look of wonder on their faces. Not minding
their soft hands touching his body, he suddenly felt self-conscious when
Tristan moved his hand downward along his treasure trail right over his
pubic hair, grazing the top of his shaft with his small fingers.

"Whoa, baby! That's kinda low." Said David, nervously.

Seeing his father's reaction to his touch, Tristan dropped his chin,
thinking he had done something wrong. Seeing his little boy sit with an
expression of shame on his face, David sought to make him feel better.
"It's okay, baby. You didn't do anything wrong. You just surprised
daddy, that's all. Come here."

Reaching for his son, David embraced his boy, kissing him repeatedly on
the face as he held him tightly against his chest.

Seeing his brother cuddling with their father, Taylor got excited. "Dog
pile!" He cried out.

Feeling his son dive directly onto him, David yelped when Taylor's head
collided with his stomach. Grabbing the boy by his arms, he began to
laugh as his son attempted to wrestle with him on the bed.

Tugging and pulling on each others limbs, David noticed his son's
underwear sliding down as the two of them rolled around together. With
one hand, he grabbed ahold of Taylor's waistband, stripping the boy of
his shorts. Reaching down between the boy's legs, David giggled as he
playfully tugged on his small penis.

Squealing with delight, Taylor continued to tussle with his father.
Seeing the good time they were both having, Tristan cried out, wanting to
join in on the fun. "I wanna play too!" He said over the commotion.

Reaching out to Tristan as he pinned Taylor to the bed with his leg,
David cradled the boy in his arms. With one hand, he quickly removed his
other son's underwear. Tristan began to giggle hysterically as his
father tickled his little balls with his fingers.

Pulling his leg off of Taylor, David smiled. Seeing his son lying on his
back, he watched the boy pull his legs up to his chest, happy to be
naked; the little boy had an erection. Seeing his son's turgid, little
cock pointing upwards, David suddenly felt randy. Not thinking too hard
about what he was doing, he leaned down, placing his lips on his son's
tummy, kissing it repeatedly. Feeling the boy's smooth skin against his
lips, he lowered his mouth down on his son's genitals.

Taylor giggled as his father tickled his little pecker and marbles with
his tongue. David felt nothing but sheer pleasure as he tasted his little
boy.

Seeing his father's mouth on his brother, Tristan called out to him.
"Do it to me too, daddy! Do it to me too!"

Moving over on his knees, David repeated what he had done to his first
son on his second. Tristan whimpered quietly with pleasure as he felt his
father's lips sucking on his little cock and berries, enventually
feeling the man's tongue running along the crack of his tiny ass.

For the next half hour, David rolled around naked on the bed with his two
little, naked sons, suckling and fondling the boys, showing them his
love.

****

Having wore themselves out with their nude horseplay, David laid on the
bed watching cartoons as his son's laid inside the crook of his arms,
resting on either side of him. Hearing Taylor snoring quietly with his
head on his chest, the proud father gently stroked the boy's skin,
allowing him to catch up on his sleep. Feeling Tristan twirl the hair on
his chest with his small fingers, David played with the curls on his
boy's head.

Lifting his face off David's chest, Tristan sat up, gazing down at his
father. David gently stroked the boy's shoulder with his fingers,
noticing the inquisitive expression on his face. "What's up, baby?" He
asked.

Taking a moment to think, Tristan began to talk. "Did you know my mommy
died?"

Taken aback by his son's question, David swallowed hard. "Um...yeah,
kiddo. I did."

Hearing his father's answer, Tristan decided to ask him another
question. "What was she like?"

Thinking about Elisha, the mother of his children, David took a big
breath. "Well, she was kind, sweet, and pretty. Just like you." Said
David, lightly tapping his son's nose with his finger, making the boy
giggle.

Feeling Tristan reposition himself back under his arm, David kissed his
son on the head as the pair returned to watching TV. Stretching his neck
to the side, David attempted to look at his cell phone lying on the
nightstand. "Tristan do daddy a favor. Look at my phone and tell me what
time it is."

Crawling towards the nightstand, Tristan grabbed the cell phone, holding
the screen up to his father's face. Seeing the clock read 10:20am,
David's entire body jerked upwards on the bed. "Shit! I gotta get you
boys to soccer practice. Baby, go get in the shower!"

Seeing Tristan jump out of bed, David admired his son's perfectly round,
little, bubble butt as he ran to the bathroom. Gently, he shook his other
son in an effort to wake him. "Come on, Tay. We gotta get goin!" Seeing
the drowsy expression on the boy's face, David jumped out of bed,
gathering the boy's little body up in his arms to carry him to the
bathroom.

A few minutes later, David stood over the toilet taking another piss as
he watched his sons in the shower. Facing one another, Tristan massaged
the shampoo into his brother's hair while Taylor washed his brother's
chest with soap.

Seeing how his boys took care of each other, David smiled. Stepping into
the large shower behind his twins, he chuckled, thinking about how much
they reminded him of Sean and himself when they were kids.

****

Later on that evening, David sat on the living room couch with his bare
feet up on the coffee table. Entering the room, Sean handed his brother a
beer before sitting down beside him.

"Boys already asleep?" Asked David.

"Yep. Just as soon as their heads hit the pillow." Replied Sean. "You
guys must've been busy today."

David couldn't hide his grinning face, thinking about his wrestling
match with his sons on the bed this morning.

"What?" Asked Sean, smiling.

"It's just-well, the boys and I got a little intimate in bed this
morning." Said David. "I mean, I know we all walk around naked all the
time, but...I don't know. Maybe I shouldn't have been so open and
relaxed with them."

Sean nodded his head. "I read an article online the other day about how
it's okay for the patriarchs of a family to have intimate, nude rituals
with their boys. It's good for bonding. Dave, you're their father.
You're the most important man in their life. So it's okay if the three
of you want to do a little naked bonding together from time to time."

David nodded his head, feeling reassured. "The four of us." He said,
wanting to include his brother in on those rituals. Sean nodded his head
in kind.

"Hey, uh...you ever tell the boys about you, me and Elisha?" Asked David.

Sean looked surprised. "Where'd that come from?"

"Oh, Tristan asked me about her. I mean, I get that the boys are
probably curious about their mother. It just kinda caught me off guard
that's all."

Sean nodded, taking a deep breath. "About a week before you got out,
Tristan found an old picture of the three of us. You, me and Elisha,
hugging and kissing each other. I think it must've made him curious."

Seeing the morose expression on his brother's face when he talked about
Elisha, Sean decided to change the subject. "So, what did you guys do
today?"

Dean smiled. "Besides our rambunctious slap and tickle, I took the boys
to soccer practice. Then, we stopped for a burger and fries and later we
came home and played catch in the backyard."

Sean smiled. "Sounds like a busy day. So, did those boys wear you out in
bed this morning?"

Realizing what his brother was referring to, David smirked. "Hell no.
Why? You got somethin for me?" He asked, suggestively.

Leaning over, Sean kissed David on the mouth. While the two brothers made
out, Sean unzipped David's fly. Moving off of the couch, he got on his
knees, taking his brother's pants down. Lowering his head between his
brother's thighs, he excitedly took David's long, rigid cock in his
hand, directing the head of it into his mouth.

Resting his head on the back of the couch, David closed his eyes as his
brother amorously sucked on his dick. Letting his mind wander, he thought
back to the time when he and his brother were still in their twenties.
Back to the day when Sean had moved to Florida to be with him.

****

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