Date: Sat, 22 Jun 2019 21:39:59 +0930 From: Larry Ryder Subject: Daddy Chapter 8 Hope you continue enjoy this story. All copyright is reserved to me Larry Ryder larry.ryder@mail.com [always happy to receive your comments with any suggestions! I'd like that too! Tell me how you like the story so far ] I am sure that you understand that such stories are legally managed in many jurisdictions. If you are too young (under 18 or 21), or forbidden by law, then go to (https://www.artsy.net/artist/jackson-pollock) and enjoy other artistic pursuits. Everyone suggests, and I do as well , that you should support Nifty financially [http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html] Daddy 8 Jerry was a consummate but not inconsiderate lover, He continued to stroke my rock hard teenage erection "You need to answer me honestly." What the fuck was now going on? He grabbed my face and planted a firm kiss on my lips. "This is important for you. I can fuck you now if you want. I can fuck you within an inch of your life. But you need to answer the question that if this is your first real fuck then who do you want to do it. I would love to fuck you, but if you need Tom to do this then I am happy to step aside. And we will think again" I felt a rent go to my heart. How could this guy I had only just met know me so deeply. " I know he loves me, but he just won't do it!" "I think," Jerry offered, he is probably saying something more, " he is after all your Father and his love for you is unconditional. It's hard for him. His Dad deserted him, he doesn't want to desert you." I was taking this in and then there was a knock at the door. Jerry scooted over to open it. "Ok," the voice said, "what the fuck is going on?" I could hear my father. Bloody, fucking Jerry had told him where I was. Dad looked at me and I at him, "I am so sorry," Dad said, I could feel the emotion and my eyes welled up. I knew I was as much to blame for this as he was. "I love you Dad, " I threw my arms around him, and felt the fulness of his embrace. "Well there is another guy who got this," Dad said. He reached out and drew Jerry into our embrace. We all kissed deeply. I knew this was intimacy. Some how Jerry had strung me into the song. "Kiss your Dad," he whispered into my ear. I reached over and found Dad's lips. We touched and found each other "I want you to fuck to me," I whispered, "I want you to do it first." I could see that Jerry had heard our private exchange.He neared up to me and said "Go for it! He is your lover, and I will be here waiting for you to kiss me some more" -o--0--o- I hope you are enjoying this story which `I am writing into the dark'. Which means there is no pre-planned structure, it emerges from the dark. You can be a part of the mystery of the story by commenting on it so far, and making suggestions about how you see it going, and would like it to go. It is a story about intimacy, and about how people mistake sex for intimacy and fail to see that sex only really makes sense and is 4000% better when people are vulnerable and intimate. Email me at larry.ryder@mail.com