Date: Sat, 31 Dec 2011 03:14:31 -0800 (PST) From: moviekid20 Subject: Black-Rapper-Daddy-Pt. 2 Questions/Comments are appreciated -- moviekid20@yahoo.com Standard disclaimers apply. 18 and older only, and if incest or interracial stories are illegal in your area or not your cup of tea, then leave. All else, enjoy... To my readers: I'm very appreciative of the response that I've gotten from this story. I love reading your emails, and chatting with you guys. Thank you for taking the time to let me know that you appreciate the time that I put into contributing to the nifty archives. Also, don't forget to donate to nifty.org for providing this website free of charge. There are a lot of seriously sad, and greedy people in this world and it's nice to know that there are some people who are more interested in providing a platform for people like to me write stories, and people like you to read them, without having to worry about how much membership fees are, when your account expires, etc. So, if you use this site a lot it wouldn't kill you to donate 5, 10, 20, or even 50 bucks to the guy who makes all of these j/o sessions free for you. Just something to think about... Questions/Comments are appreciated -- moviekid20@yahoo.com ***************** Chapter 2 -- Black Rapper Daddy ************************* I could tell the sun was shining through my bedroom window even though my eyes were still closed. I hadn't yet opened them since waking up, and was in that moment of awakening when your mind is completely blank. It seemed that I was waking up from a state of complete nothingness, and my first thought was that the sun was shining. I slid my feet around underneath the covers for a moment, feeling the soft, warm fabric against my skin. I shifted my body slightly, thinking about how comfortable I was. I had to pee, but didn't want to get out of bed just yet. Finally, after hesitating for a moment, I moved my hand to my face and rubbed my eyes, then opened them. My urge to use the bathroom suddenly felt really intense, and I noticed a tent in the sheets where my dick was. I slowly sat up, then turned and placed my feet on the floor. I noticed something underneath my foot and looked to see what it was. It was a belt...but not my belt. Then it hit me... Yesterday came flooding back into my mind within all of a split second. My heart sped up in my chest, and now I not only felt like I had to pee, but I kind of felt like I had to throw up. So many questions suddenly seemed like they needing answering, immediately! The most important one though, were whether or not things were going to be different between my father and I, following last night's events? Then I was wondering if he was in his right mind last night? Or was he drunk, or high, or had an extreme case of...horny-ism? ...(lol). Would he treat me different? Would he feel regret? Would he be okay with everything?.....Come to think of it...Where was he at?? I stood up and walked to the bathroom, and realized that my hands were shaking, my heart was pounding and my head with spinning and swimming with all the possibilities that could result from last night. I reached the bathroom and sat down on the toilet to pee. I leaned forward and placed my face in my hands while resting my elbows on my knees. The last few drops of pee dripped into the toilet, and I stood up, flushed the toilet, and looked in the mirror. I stared back at myself for a few minutes, trying to comprehend the reality of my situation. Then, while replaying last night's events in my mind, I suddenly remembered a very calming thought... I belong to him! I began to remember all of the things that he told me last night about how I was his, a part of him. I remembered everything he said to me, and the sick feeling I had faded away. I suddenly felt confident in my love for him, and his love for me. I was his son, and last night was only an indication of just how deep that love can be, at least that's how I took it. I wonder if Dad feels the same way? I needed some reassurance from him now that last night has occurred, that it was okay with him and that he would be okay with pursuing a sexual relationship with me. I took off my clothes and got in the shower. After I was done washing my hair and my body, I sat down on the shower floor, with the sprayer in my hand. I pointed the sprayer at my dick, and let it shoot multiple streams of hot/warm water at the side of my dick. I closed my eyes and concentrated on the sensation, and my dick began to swell. Once I was completely hard, I moved the spray to where it was spraying the underside of my dick, on my sensitive spot. I began slightly moving the shower sprayer in my hand back and forth, to where it was spraying up and down the underside of my prick, a couple of inches in each direction. The feeling was amazing, and caused me to let out a slight moan. Then I moved the sprayer yet again, to where it was spraying my nut sack. I gripped the skin around my dick and began jerking it up and down while the sprayer tickled my nut sack. "Ohh fuck yeah that feels good," I said quietly. After a few minutes, I stopped jerking and went back to spraying the underside of my dick, alternating the sprayer between there, the sides of my dick, and my balls. Then I gripped my dick and my balls in my fist, and sprayed the sprayer to where it was spraying my balls, and the underside of the tip of my dick and that felt incredible. I began moving the sprayer in small circles for a few moments, before I could feel that sensation rising up from inside the base of my balls. "Awww DAMN," I whispered, and suddenly began shooting my 14 year old cum all over the shower floor. I then rinsed it, and the remaining cum on my dick off of myself and down the drain, finished rinsing and got out of the shower. After drying off and getting dressed, I headed out into the living room, which was attached to a small dining area where my grandma kept a small circular table that we would all eat at, at dinner time. Grandma was sitting here with a cup of coffee, and seemed to be reading something on her laptop, which was sitting on the table in front of her. "Good morning Grandma," I said to her. "Hey baby!" she replied. "Did you get enough sleep?" "Yeah, I slept really good actually," I admitted. "Where's Aunt Julisa and Dad?" I questioned, while wondering more about my father's whereabouts than my Aunts, but curious as to where they both were. "Julisa is at work, and your Dad is at the studio again. He woke up this morning singing, and said he had a great idea for a song, and left out the door." She said while shaking her head. "I'm still wonderin' what had him in such a good mood. I haven't seen him in such a good mood since he was in high school and had that crush on ya Mama. Maybe he met someone nice. That would be nice to have some more grandbabies." It was suddenly weird to hear Grandma talk about my Dad having children with some random woman. Then the reality kicked in of what that would be like. I thought about my Dad marrying some chick and him and I sneaking around her, being sexual with one another and the idea of it wasn't very pleasing to me. I sat down on the couch and watched TV for the better part of the morning. My Granny said she had some errands to run, and asked me if I'd like to go with her, to which I declined. Around noon, my Dad walked in the apartment door. "What up lil nigga?," he greeted me. "Where yo Granny at?" he inquired. "She had to run some errands," I replied. "How was the studio?" "Real good actually, I got a whole song laid out, all the pieces already recorded. Now Eli and them are gonna remix that shit to make it sound right, u feel me?" he said in an accomplished tone. "That's what's up, Dad." I nodded. After that I hesitated for a few seconds before saying, "Are you cool with everything that went down last night?" He thought for a few moments before saying, "As long as you are okay, and your mind ain't all messed around then I'm all for you showing me how much you appreciate being my son. If you feel like you need to pet my dick every once in a while, suck on it, swallow it, or feel it slide up in between them ass cheeks while I hold you in my arms then baby boy, I am all yours." I sighed with relief, and had a matching expression on my face. "What you was worried about it?" he asked. "Honestly... yeah. You had been drinkin and stuff and I didn't know if you were gonna be different today." I said. "Mini-me, whenever I fuck wit you, talk to you, or interact wit you any time, any day, no matter what I've consumed or smoked, nigga I ain't gonna change the way I love you. I ain't gonna change nothing about how I am with you, it's always gonna be the same. You don't ever gotta worry about if I'm ever gonna be against you on anything, or change my mind about what I say or have said to you." He explained. "That's what I was thinking, but I guess I just wanted to make sure," I replied. While we were talking he pulled out his phone and dialed a number. Then he was talking to the person he had called. While he was talking, I was looking him over, once again realizing just how magnificent and lucky I was to have the kind of relationship with my father that I now realized that I had. He was so gorgeous with those braids, and his tattooed forearms. The way he dressed was even really attractive to me. Suddenly, I noticed that he was looking back at me while still talking to the person he had called. He waved his hand at me, as if to say "come here." As I stood up from the couch and began walking towards him, he began unfastening his jeans. He never broke eye contact with me as I walked over and knelt down in front of him. He pulled his soft cock from his pants, and I could tell that it was already starting to grow. He then placed his hand on the couch next to him, leaving himself exposed to me. I reached out and grabbed his now semi-hard dick in my hand and squeezed it a few times. It reacted by flexing up, each time becoming more firm than it was before. He moved the phone from his ear and covered the microphone, "Yo suck that dick lil nigga," he commanded me. I instantly dove onto his now erect dick. I swirled my tongue against the underside of it as he placed his hand on the back of my head. "Yo nigga, let me hit you back in a minute. I got some important shit to tend to." He said, then hung up his cellphone. "Yeah lil nigga eat Daddy's dick up." He said as I assaulted his dick with my tongue. "Shit, I've been wantin to put it in yo mouth since I left this morning, and been hard for most of the day," he said, turning me on even more. I began moving my head up and down, sucking the entire length of his big dick, feeling it slide into and out of my throat. The entire time, I made sure not to stop sucking, and kept my tongue up against the underside of his dick, making sure that he could feel as much friction as possible. "Yeah nigga, you sure do know how to eat Daddy's dick the right way boy," he said as he closed his eyes and let his head fall back. "Do that shit mini-me." I kept up my rhythm, moving my right hand between his legs, and began tickling his nut sack. "Awwwww yeeeah, that shit feel so good. Fuck yeah baby...tickle Daddy's balls bay, and suck my Dick!!!" He began pumping his hips, pushing his dick up into my mouth. I stopped for a second, long enough to say, "Fuck my throat Daddy." "You want me to fuck your throat baby? Give this dick to you good? Is that what my baby boy needs his Daddy to do?" he said with passion in his voice. "mmm hmmmm," I moaned, without taking my mouth off his dick. He grabbed both sides of my head and began fucking my throat. Then, while still holding my head in place, he stood up off the couch and really began fucking the shit out of my throat. I was choking and my eyes were filling up with tears. "Is that how you like it?" he asked. "mmmm hmmm," I moaned again. "Awww fuck baby, Daddy's bout to bust," he said suddenly. Then without any further warning, I could feel his dick pulse in my throat as he sprayed shot after shot of his thick cum, sending it right down my throat and into my stomach. "You eating Daddy's nut baby, you like Daddy's cum?" he asked. I waited a few moments before releasing his dick from my mouth then I said, "I love doing that to you probably more than anything else in the world," I said as honestly as I could. "Damn boy, you sprung like that?" he asked looking confused. "Listen Dad......I wanna make you cum til you can't cum no more!" I said in a lustful daze. He smiled, then bent down and wrapped his arm around my waist, then lifted me up into the air over his shoulder. "Nigga you bout to get it for real," he said as he carried me through the hallway and into my bedroom. He closed and locked the door, then carried me over and set me gently down on the bed. He then began stripping off all his clothes, all the while his dick was still hard. I began stripping as fast as I could. Soon, we were both butt naked, me sitting on the bed in front of him, and him staring down at me in a dominant kind of way. I reached up and placed my hand on his abs, feeling the muscled definition of his body. He placed his fingertips on my hand, and traced them along my hand, then my arm, up my shoulder, down my back and then onto my ass. He reached his other hand around to my ass, and then grabbed both cheeks lifting me off the bed. I instinctively wrapped my legs around his waist as he hoisted me up off the bed and into his arms. He held me up off the bed, against him by the back of my knees, while my arms were wrapped around his neck. "I love you so much Daddy," I said staring into his eyes, feeling so much emotion for him that I could've honestly cried in that moment. I think he sensed how much emotion were behind the words I spoke because he changed his gaze and was now looking directly into my eyes. "My lil nigga...MY baby boy, I...ME...I made you, nigga. I created you and that shit's crazy to me, real talk. Mini-me, every time I look at you I think about how beautiful you are, and that you came from me. People be talking about how a lot of shit is wrong, and how people shouldn't do certain shit, but I don't hear that shit. That shit they talkin don't make no sense to me, because I love you. I love you more than anyone, or anything on this earth. I feel like I did a good job making sure you understand how this world and life really is, and not how a lot of these other mutha fuckas be tryin to make it seem." While he was talking he laid me down on the bed again, my legs were still over his shoulders, and he had me pinned down with his groin pressed up against my booty. He continued talking, "I'm real proud of you nigga... You really is a good kid man, you don't be getting into trouble, get good grades, and you don't seem like you trying to take the path that I took when I was yo age nigga. I never really knew that I was capable of falling in love wit you nigga, but that shit is happening to me," he said as his eyes began to well up with tears. But the shit don't feel wrong to me. This shit feel like it suppose to be like this. I want you to be my shawty baby boy. Me and you lil nigga...ride or die style fa real!" I reached up and wiped the single tear that was rolling down his cheek away, and then we both just stared into each other's eyes for a few minutes. That feeling of pure, soul-connecting, lustfully and love-filled raw emotion was coursing through every part of my being. I realized that in this moment, as I watched my father confessing his love for me, that his tears were somehow canceling mine out. He wasn't sitting here bawling his eyes out or anything, but I felt like crying but knew that because he had shed a tear, I for some instinctive reason, forced myself to hold back my own. It was as though I was naturally taking on the roll of being his "rock," like he had done for me so many times. It just seemed as though, if we were to both sit there and cry to one another, we would be considered two bitch-ass niggas, and we were anything but two bitch-ass niggas. One of us crying was all that was required, and I sensed in my heart that he understood this concept without any words having to be spoken. After about a minute of intense direct eye-contact, I broke the silence by saying, "Pa, I'm yours. I belong to you. You own every part of me, and all I want is to please you and make sure that you're happy." "I know you do baby boy. You got my heart...do you hear me nigga? This..." He paused, grabbing my hand and placing it over his chest above his heart which was beating very rapidly, "This is, and will ONLY ever belong to you. But, I need you to understand, that I am who I am, and I can't back out on my industry status, and that status has an image that goes along wit it. I can't have you trippin out on me if I bring a bitch home at night and spend some time making them hoes feel good, ya feel me? Otherwise my career could be compromised." "Nigga," I said, causing him to look surprised at my sudden use of the word. "You don't need to explain all that to me. I have your heart and that's all that I really require. Makin love to you is a bonus. I'm not gonna lie, I'm gonna be jealous that them broads get to have you like that, but if it's gonna keep your pockets full, I got you and I understand." "See, that's why I love you mini-me. Try explainin' that shit to a bitch and all hell breaks loose, and she's ready to throw yo shit out the door onto the street." We both laughed at this for a moment, but it quickly faded and we found ourselves staring back at one another, once again sharing unspoken love through intense eye-contact. "Nigga, you do know that you about to get this dick right?" he asked. I smiled up at him and nodded. Suddenly, without any kind of warning, he swooped down and placed his lips against mine. He wasn't exactly kissing me, but softly caressing my lips against his own. Then he opened his mouth just a bit, and I took the opportunity to lick his upper lip. I felt his hands as he placed them on either side of my face, holding my head in his hands. He slid his tongue past my lips into my mouth, and started passionately kissing me. Our tongues slid against one another's for a few minutes, while our hands began exploring each others bodies. For the second time that night, while my father was on top of me, he reached his hands down behind me, grasping my ass cheeks and lifted my ass up off the bed and pulled it up against his groin. I could feel the tip of his hard dick touching my lower back, reminding me of just how big it was to be stretching from the bottom of my ass, to my lower back, while fully hard. He readjusted himself to where his dick was laying across the side of mine. He began grinding up against me, while never breaking away from his kiss. I stopped the kiss long enough to say, "I need you inside me pa." Those words seemed to trigger an aggression in him, because he suddenly lifted me up off the bed like I was a rag-doll and flipped me over onto all-fours. Then, just as quick as he flipped me over, his tongue was pointed and sliding into my asshole. "Whoa FUCK Daddy!" I said in surprised pleasure. Then I felt a sudden slap on my right ass cheek, which drove me absolutely crazy for him. The more he continued to tongue-fuck my hole, the more I wanted him to ram his big dick all the way inside me. I knew it would hurt but I didn't care, I wanted it more than anything in the world at that very moment. "FUCK meee Daaaddddyyyyy," he slapped my left ass cheek this time, harder than he did the right. "I'll fuck you when I say so nigga..." he said as he grasped both of my ass cheeks in his hands with an intense grip that hurt SO good. I began grinding my ass back against his face, feeling his goatee tickle the insides of my ass cheeks. He pulled back for a minute and said, "Yeeeeaaah nigga...fuck Daddy's tongue!" Hearing his deep, lustful voice had me going absolutely crazy for him. I wanted every part of this man, my father. I was delirious with pleasure when he moved his arms between my legs, wrapping them around my thighs. Next thing I know, he was lifting my ass up into the air, keeping his tongue buried inside me. He was on his knees on the bed, and then stood up off the bed, still holding my ass against his face. I was upside down at this point, holding onto the side of the bed. He kept walking backwards away from the bed until eventually, I had to let go and was dangling upside down, being held by his ripped biceps which were still wrapped around my thighs, holding my ass to his face. I could see his dick now, and once again, was amazed at the size of it. He was rock hard, but it was too heavy to point out in front of him, so instead it pointed down, straight at the floor. Feeling his tongue swirl around my insides was driving me crazy. "Flex that dick Daddy," I said breathlessly. I watched in amazement as that big pipe began to swing up, hitting me ontop of my head. With one hand I grabbed it, and the other I grasped his walnut sized balls. I pointed his big uncut mushroom head at my face, and I could see a strand of precum hanging from the tip, swinging around in the air. I stuck my tongue out and licked the tip, while massaging his nuts in my other hand. Then I took as much of it into my mouth as I could. I was sucking and swirling my tongue around his big dick, getting it as wet with my spit as I could. Then, Dad removed one of his arms from around my thigh, but still had me held up by his other arm. With his free arm, he grasped the back of my head and began pumping his dick into my mouth, stopping his tongue action long enough to say, "Damn nigga, you gonna get it so good baby boy." He walked back over to the bed and set me down on my back, keeping his dick in my mouth. He stared down at me watching me do my best to suck his over-sized man-dick. "Baby J you look so damn sexy wit my piece in yo mouth. I could watch you eat that dick all day nigga," he said smiling down at me. "But, I'm bout to dig them guts out, so turn around." I didn't miss a beat, and turned around to where my ass was poking up in the air, on all fours. "Naw nigga, lay on yo back. I wanna see the look on that pretty face when I slide up in you," he said in a deep commanding voice, full of sexuality. I turned over, and pulled my knees up into my chest. "Damn nigga, look at that pretty lil ass...hell yeah!" he said as he got down on his knees on the side of the bed, pulling me over to the edge of the bed, to where my ass was just hanging off the side. He once again starting eating me out, licking all around my hole, then he pulled away from it, and spit on it, and then began licking at it again. Then, I felt his finger slowly begin massaging around my hole for a few seconds before sliding inside. Then he inserted a second finger and began pushing them both inside me as deep as he could fit them. This didn't hurt one tiny bit, which surprised me being as I'd never been fucked before. "Daddy did a good job relaxing that ass wit his tongue, huh nigga? " he asked. "mmm hmm," I replied, feeling his fingers moving in small circles, touching parts of me that I didn't know could feel so good. Then I felt a third finger slide in, and one of the fingers he already had inside me came out. I didn't realize it at first, but he had his pointer fingers from each hand inside me. I figured it out real quick though because he began to pull his fingers away from one another, stretching my hole open. After pulling in various directions for a few minutes, I felt him slide his tongue inbetween his fingers, right up inside of me. "Oh my gawd Daddy YESS!" I said as I felt his tongue slide around inside of me, deeper than before. "Holy...oh my...damn...FUCK!" I said as I couldn't quite put words to how this amazing sensation felt. I heard him laugh a little bit before saying, "My baby likes that huh?" "YES!, don't STOP!" I replied, and he went back to doing it for a little longer before taking his tongue and fingers out, only to replace them with two fingers again. He stood up and grabbed a jar of Vaseline off my dresser and put some on his dick and on and around my hole. Then he lined up the head with my hole, and began to push. I was so anxious to feel him buried in my hole that I began grinding and squirming my hole, trying to push back against him, but it was hard to do that being on my back. "Yo nigga, relax..." He said. "I need it inside me Daddy...push it in deep!" I pleaded. "Damn nigga, you is something else." He said with a gleam in his eye. The head slid inside me really easily, and it felt real good too. "Ahh, "I said, feeling the tip of his dick inside my hole. Suddenly he pulled it out. "Noooo!" I whined. "Put it back!" He laughed again, and put the tip back in. "Nigga, I ain't trying to hurt yo lil ass, so just calm down cause this is sum serious dick, and if I don't take it slow nigga, you gonna be walkin funny and shit, and I ain't tryin to put you through all that mess." I reached up and grabbed his biceps in my arms, lifting my head up off the bed. I looked into his eyes as serious as I could and said, "FUCK ME!" I felt him flex his dick, and watched as he placed his hand on my chest, pushing me back down onto the bed, and then lifted my legs up into his arms. Then, without warning he began sliding the rest of his dick inside of me. I felt as though I was finally getting what I needed, feeling him fill me up, until suddenly he hit a spot that hurt really bad. "OW FUCK!" I said. "See nigga, I told yo ass to chill out," he said looking flustered. I had an urge to push, like I was using the bathroom, so I did and the bad feeling went away. So, I kept pushing and told him to push too. He did and he actually slid all the way inside of me. My eyes rolled into the back of my head, and I felt complete. This feeling was everything I thought it would be. "Nigga...nigga...you alright?" he asked me looking kinda scared. I looked up into his eyes, reached up and ran the back of my fingers down his cheek, feeling his facial hair tickle my hand, "I love you so much Daddy." "I love you too baby boy," he said still looking somewhat worried. "Fuck me Daddy," I said. He looked a little relieved that I wasn't complaining anymore, and slowly began to pull back. I felt that big dick sliding around my insides, massaging nerves that I didn't know I had. He pushed back in and before that bad feeling came, I pushed out and learned that as long as I pushed out, when he was pushing in, it didn't hurt at all. "Damn nigga, this ass is tight as fuck!" he said with that glazed over look in his eyes. He slowly began to pick up the pace, sliding in and out, long-dicking my hole. "Yeah...yeah...damn pa...oooweee...fuck...yes...I...love...you...Dad..." I said as he humped my 14 year old asshole. I looked down and could see his abs flexing with each thrust. I reached my hand down and felt the definition lines on his abs, which seemed to turn me on even more, if that was even possible at this point. Then I reached down between my legs and felt his dick sliding into my hole. I looked up and watched him as he stared down inbetween my legs, watching his own manhood as he fucked in and out of me. "Damn nigga, yo shit is hot," he said as he began to grit his teeth. "Come here nigga," he said as he reached down and put grabbed my arms, pulling me up to him. Then he wrapped his arms around my back and lifted me up into the air. I wrapped my arms around him and placed my face in the nape of his neck, resting my head on his shoulder. He was lifting my ass up and down his dick, while I began to notice the scent coming from his sweaty neck. He smelled so good to me. I lifted my head and looked him right in the eyes. I didn't say anything, just gazed at him for a moment before pressing my lips against his. He kissed me back with his tongue, passion flooding our brains as he made love to me. "You like Daddy's dick inside you?" he asked. "Yes Daddy! I love it, and I need it!" I replied, as I noticed my own dick was rubbing against his abs. "You gonna give this ass up to another nigga?" he asked me questioningly. "What?, Daddy don't say stuff like that...I belong to you, and only you." I said. "That's right baby boy, you are MINE," he said still raising my ass up and down his dick. By this point, it seemed as though my ass was numb from any pain at all. All I felt was the warm nice sensation that flooded through me every time he pushed in or pulled out. It was pure ecstasy! He began to speed up, while I rubbed my hands up and down his back, squeezing and scratching at him whenever the feelings became too intense. Then he sat down on the bed, and laid back. I was sitting on his dick looking down at him, adjusted my legs, and began riding him like I knew he was expecting me to do. This position was my favorite because I was in control now, and I could hit my G-spot inside me with pin-point accuracy. I reached down and began jacking my dick with one hand while rubbing Daddy's stomach with the other. "You like my abs lil baby nigga?" he asked seeming breathless. "Yes Daddy, they turn me on like crazy" I replied, still bouncing up and down his big dick. "Aww fuck baby, I'm bout to nut" he said as he grasped my hips in his hands and began fucking his dick up into me. He really started pounding my ass, and the sensations were too much. I started shooting my own cum all over Daddy, moaning words that aren't words, but sounds that just seemed to come out of my mouth. He was still fucking the hell outta me after I was done cumming, and he seemed like he was concentrating really hard. "Yes, fuck me nigga," I said. "Fuck your lil son nigga, and shoot that nut deep up my ass, like u would a bitch...you know this boy pussy is all yours Daddy...now give me that hot cum...I wanna feel it inside of me Daddy...please!" I cried. He seemed to speed up even more, and all of sudden, I began to cum again, not even a minute after the first orgasm. "Yeah nigga, take this dick bitch...fuck yeah...ahhhhh...fuck yeah...fuck...here comes Daddy's seed baby...ahhh fuck im comin!!........you feel that shit nigga...you feel it?" he asked breathlessly. "YES DADDY!" I cried out in pleasure. He slowed down and eventually stopped fucking me. I laid my head down on his sweaty chest, out of breath and felt as he wrapped his muscled arms around me and squeezed me. "I love you so much baby boy," he said. And we both drifted off to sleep. End of Chapter 2 - Questions/Comments are appreciated -- moviekid20@yahoo.com