Date: Wed, 17 Feb 2021 13:09:06 -0800 From: John Henry Subject: Daddy & JJ Part I (Gay/Incest) 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 scenes describing intimate nudity involving adults over the age of 21 and minors under the age of 13, and dialogue depicting/suggesting incest involving a parent & children. If viewing this material is illegal where you live, OR you're a minor under the age of 18, please stop reading his. 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. Daddy & JJ (Part I) JJ woke up covered in sweat. His head reeled, his heart pounded in his bare chest, and his whole body shook. The room was pitch black, which didn't help that much. Fear and panic were in full force. JJ's night terrors had come back with a vengeance. The 9-year-old had suffered the affliction for most of his life. Nobody knew why, and not much helped him. The last episode had been a little over seven months prior, and JJ thought he was finally free. He knew he had nothing to fear, but his lizard brain wouldn't stop telling him otherwise. He needed to leave his room, but he was too paralyzed with mental trauma to move. He heard a loud banging from the other side of his bedroom door, and before he could even think of not doing so, JJ let out a blood curdling scream and started to sob. John woke with a start. Off in the distance, he heard a crashing sound, but figured it was the cat and went back to sleep. Then he nearly jumped out of bed when he heard JJ screaming. He ran out of his room and down the hall to his only son's room. John threw the door open and turned the light on. JJ was curled up under his blankets, crying. John made his way around the usual mess of his little boy's room, trying in vain to avoid stepping on Legos with his bare feet. Soon, he sat down and gently pulled the blankets back. "Don't worry, Baby, Daddy's hear," John soothingly said to his boy. JJ rolled over, flung his arms around his father, but couldn't stop crying. John lifted his son out of the bed, cradled the boy and rocked him gently, stroking his son's damp hair, while giving reassuring words of comfort. John looked up and saw that they had an audience. In the doorway stood his wife and three older girls. He sighed heavily. John understood that they were just as concerned for JJ as he was, but he and his son shared a bond that none of them could begin to comprehend. John ran his hand down JJ's back to adjust the boy on his lap, and felt a wet spot on the bottom of his son's pajamas. It was rare that JJ wet the bed because of his nightmares, and unfortunately, tonight was one such occurrence. John's wife told the girls to go back to bed, as John stood--still holding his son--and made his way towards the door. "It happened again," was all he said. "Give him a quick bath, and I'll take care of the bedding." The couple passed each other to take care of their child in the best ways they knew how. John carried his boy across the hall and into the bathroom. JJ had stopped crying but was still shaken. John gently removed JJ's pajama bottoms and urine soaked briefs, tossing them into the nearby hamper. He took off his own night clothes, noting that they were also wet. He then drew them both a bath and helped his son into the tub. He got in behind the boy and pulled JJ into his arms. John didn't care that they were both naked. He and his son had been naked with each other many times, usually when nobody else was around. JJ loved being naked, but his mother thought that it was very inappropriate for a boy to be naked around others, especially girls, so John made a secret deal with his son that they'd both be naked whenever they could be alone. JJ loved the idea and really liked that it was a secret he could share with his Daddy. "I'm sorry, Daddy," JJ whimpered into his dad's chest. He loved laying naked on top of his dad. They often sent their special time like that, but JJ was still scared and shame was starting to settle in. John kissed his boy on top of his head and said, "You have nothing to be sorry for, Baby. You didn't do anything wrong." JJ started to cry again, and John wrapped his arms tighter around his little boy. John took the opportunity to wash them both the best he could without letting JJ go. His heart ached, and he felt helpless. John wanted nothing more than for his son to be happy and would do anything to make that happen; however, he couldn't do anything to make his son's night terrors go away. It frustrated him greatly and had even caused arguments with his wife, who felt that John coddled JJ too much. John dismissed her feelings, believing that she couldn't possibly understand the bond he and his son had. There was a soft knock on the door, and John's wife called from the other side. "The bedding is changed." "Thanks, Babe," John called back. "Could you bring me some underwear? Mine got dirty." "Alright, I'll put them by the door." "Thanks," John said. He looked down at his boy, who had fallen asleep. John kissed JJ again. He didn't want to wake the boy, but he knew they couldn't sleep in the tub...well, HE couldn't sleep in the tub, at least. John used a toe to un-stop the drain. He tenderly woke his son, got them both out of the tub and toweled off. John wrapped JJ in a towel before opening the bathroom door. He grabbed his briefs, then his son and carried both into JJ's room. He put the naked boy to bed. "Daddy, don't leave me," JJ whispered. John's heart broke. "Of course, I won't leave you, Baby," He whispered back. John closed the bedroom door, put his briefs on, then climbed into his son's bed. John wrapped his arms around his boy. JJ rolled over and nuzzled himself against his daddy's body. John stroked JJ's hair until he heard his little boy's soft, steady breathing. John laid still, holding his son, knowing in his heart that he was in the right place. He loved his girls and his wife, but he was in love with his son. The moment he first laid eyes on JJ, he was in love, and knew that he could never love anyone as much as he loved his son. John wasn't the type who believed in reincarnation or destiny, but when he saw his son's beautiful face, he believed that anything was possible. He had experimented with boys at a young age, but never thought he could actually be in love with one, let alone his own son. He knew people would lose their minds if they ever found out his true feelings for JJ, so he kept them to himself. He wasn't even sure how to handle them with JJ as his son would get older, but as time went on, he could tell that JJ felt the bond his daddy had for him. John cherished every second he had with his boy, even if it made everyone else jealous. His girls knew he loved them, and he always made time for them; however, everyone knew that JJ was his priority. His wife had the toughest time with it, but she never won an argument when it came to her husband and son's relationship. John kissed his son one more time and decided that he could now get some sleep, as well. ***Let Me Know If You Would Like a Part II***