I’m Glad You’re My Daddy Now
Chapter 2
By Kevin Anderson
Edited by Jeremy Ellington
NOTICE: This story contains scenes of a sexually graphic nature which may not be legal in your area. This story is based on actual events, although some parts have been configured for story flow. If you are offended by such themes, stop reading now.
I awoke the next morning in the same position I
remember falling asleep. I felt someone
pressing against me. I looked down and
saw the most wonderful thing I had seen in a long time, this angel sleeping in
my arms, my Sean.
I remembered everything that happened the night before but I wasn't sure I had heard him right. Did he call me ‘Daddy?’ Did I dream that? If I did it was a wonderful dream. I couldn't take my eyes off him, lying there naked, so soft and tender. He had such a glow. I wondered what he was dreaming of?
I'm not sure how long I lay there. I didn't dare move for fear of waking him. I wanted to take him in for as long as I could. There he was sleeping; could this really be happening? Is he mine now, will he stay, or am I the one dreaming?
He started to stir and opened his little blue eyes with a smile.
“Good morning Daddy. I love you.”
My god I didn't dream it, he called me Daddy! I took him in my arms and started to cry.
“I'm sorry Daddy. I didn't want to make you cry. Please don't be mad, please don't spank me.”
I pulled away and looked him in those beautiful eyes of his. He started to shake in fear and cry. “Baby why would I spank you, let alone be mad?” He told me any time he would tell his dad (my brother) that he loved him he would get mad and call him names and spank him. I pulled him even closer.
“Baby I will never be mad at you and I will never, and mean never spank you for loving me.” I thought that son of a bitch brother of mine really did a number on this boy. I knew I had to show him what love was so I hugged him, kissing the top of his head.
I didn't want to let go but I knew I had to. I was hungry and knew he had to be as well. I looked at the clock on the night stand and saw it was 11:10. I picked up the phone and called room service. The man on the phone answered quickly. “Yes sir, Mr. Anderson, what may get for you sir?” I ordered fresh fruit, pancakes, eggs, juice, coffee and milk. Not knowing what Sean would like I ordered cereal as well.
I hung up and told Sean we should grab a shower before our food arrived. I got out of bed and headed for the bathroom. I turned on the water and checked the temp. Perfect. I looked around and Sean was nowhere to be seen. I went back in the bedroom and Sean was sitting on the bed.
“Sean, sweetie, what are you waiting for?”
I went over to him, got on my knees and placed my hand under his chin. I lifted his face up to look at me and I looked into those dreamy eyes of his. “Sean, you never have to live that life anymore. You are safe and you are here with me. If you do something wrong I will let you know and we will talk about it, ok sweetheart?”
He nodded his head yes but I could tell he was still uneasy. I took him by the hand and we walked into the bathroom and got in the shower. I placed him in front of me so he could feel the warm water; he almost melted in my arms. I remembered him telling me during his bath that he had never bathed or showered with warm water.
I started to wash him, beginning with shampooing his
hair. I rinsed out the shampoo then
took the soap and started with his neck, then his back, and then reached around
and washed his soft, smooth, hairless chest.
I moved down to his stomach, then to his legs and feet. I worked my hands back up his legs slowly
until I reached his little hairless cocklet.
I took my time washing him there along with his little balls, and
reached underneath to wash his little butt.
While I was running the fingers of one hand all over
him, a finger on my other hand kept sliding in his little ass. I found myself jacking him. He was leaning back into me, his eyes closed.
He started to hump his back onto my hard
cock. The more I rubbed and jacked him
the more he was moving against me and I started to move up and down him as well. I realized I was humping his back and it felt
great! He started to move faster and
began moaning, then he started to shake and whimper. He was having a hot, dry cum. Just at that moment I blew a load on his back
so hard it hit the back of his head. I
bent forward over him holding his lithe body.
We were both weak in the
knees, but I stayed strong and held us both up while his whimpers turned into
more of a purr.
Once I recovered I smiled at the sight of my cum in
his hair. I had to shampoo him again, then while he was rinsing off I washed
myself and then rinsed. We got out of
the shower and dried off, then I went to see what clothes he had. As I looked through them I remembered that he
didn't have much.
“Sean honey, are these all the clothes you brought?”
“Yes Daddy, that's all I have.”
I found a few things that would do, and got us both dressed just in time for room service to knock at the door. The young man walked in pushing a cart, and as he was uncovering our breakfast I noticed he kept looking over at Sean with a slight smile. As he snuck looks at Sean I noticed he was getting hard in his uniform. I signed the bill and I went to hand it to the young man, but he was lost in staring at Sean. I let him take him in and then cleared my throat. He snapped out of it and noticed I was there. He looked to see I had signed the bill.
“Thank you Mr. Anderson.”
As he turned the bill over he noticed I had written
something on the back. He looked back
with a surprised expression, and with more enthusiasm he said, “Thank you Mr.
Anderson!”
When he left I told Sean that if there was something missing that he wanted to eat to just tell me and I will make sure we have it for our next breakfast. I sat him at the table and we ate. We talked about what he wanted to do that day.
“Sean, what should we do today, the day is yours to do whatever you like.”
He shrugged his shoulders.
I decided what our priority needed to be. “Ok, first we are going shopping for new clothes
for you.”
“Daddy, it's not my birthday is it?” I shook my head
‘no.’ “Is it Christmas already?”
“No baby, it's Sean Day, and only he gets to celebrate
it!”
After we finished our food he picked up his dish and
looked around.
“What are you looking for sweetheart?”
“I’m looking for the kitchen to put the dirty dishes
in.”
I laughed and I told him the maids would take care of that. I called down for the car and we headed
downstairs. The look on Sean’s face when
he saw the limo was priceless. I
realized that he was more out of it when we came back from the airport the
previous night than I knew.
We got in and took off for the big city. Sean couldn't take his eyes from the window so
I took the opportunity to make some calls and check my email. During this whole time all I kept hearing was
‘OH MY GOSH!!’ We arrived at our first
stop, a clothing store. As
we entered the store I was recognized right away. I heard the buzz all around us and the store
manager ran up to us, fawning over me. Sean
kept moving out of the way; well he was more pushed out of the way as if he
wasn't there.
“Mr. Anderson, how can we help you today?”
I looked around and my heart stopped. I didn't see Sean and I started to panic
and push people out of the way.
“Sean, where are you Sean?” I yelled. Everyone started to look at me like I had
lost my mind.
“Mr. Anderson, who are you looking for?”
“My son Sean! WHERE'S MY SON SEAN?”
People started to look around and then I glanced over at one of the counters
and there he was, standing, just looking down at his feet. I ran to him and grabbed him up in a hug,
kissing his head.
“Thank god, Sean, where did you go?”
“He looked up at me. “I was here and
everyone started to push me out of the way Daddy, I'm sorry.”
“Please, never leave my side, thank god you’re ok!”
I picked him up and carried him from then on. I looked at the manager’s name tag: Mr. Saunders.
“Well Mr. Saunders, we are here to buy
clothes for my son.”
He took us to the boy’s department. I picked out some clothes, and along with
clothes also selected by some of the salespeople, I took Sean to the dressing
room to try them on. I took off
his shirt and then his pants. I had
totally forgotten that he had no underwear, so my poor boy was commando! I yelled for Mr. Saunders and told him we were
going to need some underwear, size small.
While he was gone I did take advantage of the alone time we had and started
to tickle Sean and rub his little cocklet.
He was laughing which made me laugh, and he got hard instantly which
made me get hard. I kept tickling him up
and down his sides.
“Daddy stop, that's not fair,” he said, laughing the
whole time. I think that was the first
time I saw him relax and have fun.
Saunders returned with a package of underwear; the perfect size and the perfect
designs. They had superheroes on them. I picked Superman for him to wear while trying
on the clothes.
He tried on everything, and all but a few things fit
perfectly. I kept out a pair of khaki
shorts and a polo shirt, socks and sneakers for him to wear that day. I asked Mr. Saunders where the men’s
department was. He asked us to follow
him, and I found a pair of shorts and a shirt that almost matched Sean’s new
outfit. I kept them on as well, then I
asked Saunders if he would have all of the other things delivered to my hotel.
After paying the bill we left. Sean looked a little disappointed. “What's wrong sweetheart?”
He looked up at me with those sad eyes. “We tried on all those clothes, why we didn't
get anything?”
“Sweetheart, we bought everything.”
He still looked confused. “But Daddy, where are they?”
I had laugh some more as I told him the store was
going to deliver them to our hotel so we wouldn’t have to carry everything, and
they would be there when we got back.
Finally he understood.
As we were driving down the road I spotted an FAO Schwartz
toy store. I asked the driver to pull
over, then I jumped out of the car pulling Sean out with me. He looked confused, then he saw it. His eyes lit up like saucers: it was like
Christmas morning seeing the look in his beautiful blue eyes. He looked up at me and couldn't speak. I looked down with a big smile and we ran into
the store like two little kids in a candy shop.
We ran all over chasing each other, playing tag. Sean found a toy he wanted and wondered if
he could ask Santa for it for Christmas.
I looked at him and said ‘Sure.’ One
of the salesmen found out who I was and never left our side. I took him aside and told him that every toy
Sean sees, picks up, looks at, I would buy it.
We spent about 3 hours in the store and had so much fun running
around. We found a ball pit and jumped
in and played, and yes, I took that as an opportunity to play a little grab ass
out of sight of all the onlookers. We
were having so much fun I hadn't even noticed the paparazzi.
As we lay in the ball pit, head to head, I realized we hadn't eaten since breakfast. “Hey Sean, you hungry?”
“Yes Daddy.”
“Let’s get out of here and get something to eat!”
As we left, that's when I noticed the photographers
and reporters. We ran for the car and
Sean asked who those people were. I told
him they were there for me, and we had a lot to talk about when we got home.
We found a restaurant and went in. The hostess seated us and a waitress appeared
almost instantly. She looked at Sean. “And what can I get for you Sir?”
Sean looked at me and I told him he could have whatever
he wanted. He looked up at the lady and I thought she looked like she had been
shot. She saw his blue eyes and
commented how beautiful they were. “Oh
my Sir, you are going to be a real lady killer with those eyes!”
He smiled and blushed. I told her to bring him a shake and I would
have sweet iced tea, no lemon. After she
left Sean looked up at me with a quizzical look on his face. “What did she mean Daddy, I would never kill
anyone, let alone a lady.”
I smiled at him.
“Son, she meant your eyes are beautiful, that ladies will fall in love
with you because you are so cute.”
The waitress came back with our drinks and then
took our food order. As we ate I could hear people talking around us, mostly
women, saying how cute it was that a dad and son dressed alike, and how close
we looked. I also noticed a few men
looking at us… well… mostly at Sean.
After we finished eating and left we got back in the
car and I asked Sean what he wanted to do next. He told me he didn't know and asked what I
wanted to do. Well, what I wanted to do
we couldn't do here in the car! I told
him I had an idea. I picked up the phone
and told the driver where to go, so off we went. We arrived at a park with big, green fields and
lots of people walking, playing and having lunch.
As we walked around Sean took a hold of my hand and
looked up at me. “I love you Daddy and I’ll
never stop.”
I picked him and hugged him and gave him a small peck
on the lips. “I love you too Son.”
“I'm so glad you’re my Daddy now.”
”I'm glad you’re my son now.” I put him down and we walked a little more. There was a pier that extended over the
water with some boats tied to it, and as we got closer I knew what we were
going to do. I rented a boat and off we
went. I knew where we were going
but I didn't tell Sean.
As we took off over the lake we rounded the corner
out of sight of anyone. Sean was into
watching the water running past us so he never noticed when I stripped naked. He turned and his mouth dropped open.
“It's ok son, you can get naked as well, nobody is around.”
I knew there was an island that nobody went to, and when
we arrived I beached the boat, got out, then helped Sean out and grabbed the
blanket from the boat. We took our
clothes and left them by a tree. We walked
a few feet into the woods and found a clearing. I spread out the blanket and I lay Sean down
then I lay next to him, looking up at the sky.
I started to run my hand up and down his side and he
started to laugh, saying it tickled. I
kept doing it so he rolled on top of me and started to tickle me back. We rolled around; me on top, him on top, me on
top, him on top, and at the same time I kept rubbing his smooth, little ass. Once we were breathing hard he looked down at
me and leaned in and we kissed. I ran my
hands all over his soft body. I
could feel him hard as a rock on top of me, and I knew he could feel me hard as
well.
I rolled him over onto his back and started to kiss
him, kissing my way to his ear, then his neck. When I licked my way to his soft, smooth
chest, he started to moan, ‘Daddy that feels good, oh Daddy.’ I worked my way to his tummy and then slowly
licked my way to his hairless cocklet and licked all around it. He let out a low moan when I took his cocklet
in my mouth to his balls and started to lick them while he was inside my mouth.
I could tell he was holding back, so I
came off him and told it was ok if he was loud, nobody was around to hear him. I went back down on him and he let a loud moan. He start to whimper and move his hips up and
down, and side to side. It was all I
could do to hold him still. I slowed down
my sucking, came off his cocklet, and licked my way back up and started to kiss
him again. I ran my tongue over his lips,
and he opened his mouth and stuck his tongue out and we kissed deeply.
I rolled him over on top of me while we kissed, then
he repeated what I had been doing to him, kissing my neck, my chest, and
licking his way down. I didn't expect much but I was just enjoying the fact
that he was enjoying himself, then he reached my hard cock. He started licking up and down the shaft of my
cock, up to the mushroom head and licked all over the top. I thought I was going to blow my load right
then! He took as much of my cock as he
could in his small mouth. He couldn’t
take much but I was good with whatever he could manage. He had his little hand on the shaft of my
cock and I placed mine over his and started to jack myself. Man it was all I could do not to shoot, it
took everything I could do to pull him off me.
He looked up at me with concern. “Was I doing something wrong Daddy?”
“No baby, you are doing everything right sweetheart!” I pulled up and then swung him around so we
were in a 69. I started to suck him
again and he sucked me. I think we were
having a race to see who would make the other cum first. I wrapped my arms around his little waist
to hold him in place. He was thrashing
around and I was fucking his mouth up and down, then all of sudden he started
to shake like he was having convulsions, moaning loud and hard. That set my cock off and I blew my load in
his mouth! I blew so much cum a lot of
it spilled from his mouth and down his chin.
Once I came down a bit I spun him around to face me and I saw my cum on
his chin. I licked it off and then we
kissed, both tasting my cum. I held him tight,
hugging and kissing him, telling him how much I loved him and I would never let
him go or let anything bad ever happen to him, I would give my life for him.
He started to cry and I asked if he was ok. He looked me in the eye. “Daddy I don't want you to go away like mommy
did.”
I held him tight. “I'm so sorry baby, no I’m not going anywhere, it's just a figure of speech. I just love you so much!"
“I love you too Daddy!"
We lay there holding each other. After a while we got dressed so we could get the boat back before they closed. The man on the dock looked at Sean.
“Well sir, you look like you had a great time.”
Sean looked at the man and gave him a big
smile. “Yes Sir, me and Daddy had fun!”
We returned the keys, walked back through the park,
climbed back into the car and went back to the hotel. Once we arrived and got back to the suite all
of Sean’s new clothes were there. I told
him we had to put them away and I would help him. After we were done
we took our showers. I bought him a robe like mine, so when we got
out that's all we put on and I took him out on the balcony to watch the sunset.
I sat in one of the lounge chairs, picked
him up and sat him between my legs. We laid
back and relaxed and watched a beautiful sunset. Once the sun went down we ordered dinner.
“Sean what do you want to watch on TV?”
“I don't know Daddy, I never got to watch TV.”
We settled on a show and laid back on the couch
waiting for our dinner. There was a
knock at the door and the same young man who delivered our breakfast was our
delivery person again. He never took his
eyes off Sean. Sean jumped from the couch and in mid-jump his robe came open
and you could see he was totally naked.
The young man’s mouth dropped open as he was setting up the table. I leaned
in and whispered in his ear. “I know how
you feel… it's his beautiful eyes.” I patted
the young man on his tight ass; damn I was getting brave! Before he left I noticed a big bulge in his
tight fitting pants. The young man left
with his hard-on and a smile.
We ate like kings, then after dinner we sat back on the couch. We were so stuffed we couldn't move. I turned out all the lights. Sean lay down and had his head in my lap. I was stroking his hair and running my hand
up and down his soft back, feeling his smooth ass. He just lay there, purring. He fell asleep that way. I looked down at him sleeping and thought he
looked like a small, sleeping angel. I
picked him up and took him into the bedroom and tucked him in. I just stood there thinking how lucky I was to
have him in my life. I’m glad he's
my son now.
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To
my readers: this isn’t my story, it is Kevin’s story. Kevin is one of my readers who wrote me and
told me of a story from his past. I helped
him edit this, and here you have it. The
story is 98% + true, I just moved a few things around and added a teeny bit of
flavor.
Text copyright ® 2016 Kevin Anderson and Jeremy Ellington.
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