Date: Wed, 14 Sep 2016 18:54:40 -0500 From: MW Man Subject: Nick - Chapter Seven This work is copyrighted by the author the author and commercial use is prohibited without permission in writing from the author. Personal or private copies are permitted only if they are complete and include the copyright notice. Placing this story on a website or reproducing this story for distribution without the author's permission is a violation of that copyright. This is a story of a man's relationship with his son and his son's friends. It will contain some sexual scenes, but it is not totally about sex. The series of chapters are completely fictional and are the result of the author's fertile imagination. Any resemblance to any real person(s) is purely coincidental. The story contains consensual sexual behavior between young adult males and an older adult male. It depicts unprotected sex and protected sex practices are the way to go if you plan to be around for years to come. May the flies of a thousand camels infest your armpits for not succumbing to the passions of your fertile imagination! If you are underage (below 18) or object to the subject matter, leave now as the door that let you in will also let you out. Also, don't forget if this story or series of stories make you quake in your shorts, donate! http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Keep this great venue of erotica free and on-line! <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> Chapter Seven I awoke early, rather really early, it was 4:00 a.m. As I slipped out from under the heavy hot arm of Nick, I saw him stir, but not wake up. I thought to myself, how am I going to cover things up a little? I mean I have told both Nick and Mike that my husband Aaron was dead, when I knew he wasn't, I drove him away. I got myself some coffee and sat down at my laptop and went through my mail, I loved it that I retired early, selling my company to an up and coming business owner who wanted to just buy an existing business rather than build his own. It left me with a hefty retirement account, the house paid off, and a steady royalty check from the company I sold. Still, how was I going to explain? Then my mind really shot sparks in-between my ears, how the hell was I going to explain to Mike that Nick and I are sleeping together? I don't think he'll mind, but what if he does? What'll have to happen to Nick if Mike gets angry? My head started hurting and I took a drink of my coffee, put it down and sent a quick email on my phone to a DFS friend of mine. My mind was so scattered, always coming back to the same thing 'What am I going to do about Nick?' I mean I really really like the boy, and I really do not want to lose him. My heart hasn't been stirred like this since Aaron and I first met at the nudist camp years ago, he was twenty-three, I was almost thirty. It was love at first eye-fuck. But I screwed that up and he left when Mike was too young to understand, and I just told him that he died. I just so want this hot man to stay with me, how the hell am I going to keep him, and Mike, and keep up this charade! Just as I said that to myself, I heard the fire god wake and thump down the hall with his morning wood swinging left and right. He walked right over to me and nuzzled up next to me and then moved again to lay next to me on the couch with his head on my thigh. "Good Morning Sunshine." I said looking down and rubbing his head. "Morning...Dad...." He said as he stretched his lithe body in every direction. I had to concentrate as I looked at it and not get my cock stirring. "I sent an email to a DFS friend and she sent me some information, want to know?" I said looking at my phone. "Why did you let them know I was here?" He said, startled and jumped off of the couch to a standing position, "They will come and take me away! How could you, I trusted you!" He said as tears started to well up in his eyes. "Get back over here and calm down. Relax. Kris told me everything will be okay." I motioned for him to come back and lay back down so that he would relax, seeing his terror really shocked me. "She is going to come over at about nine this morning before she goes into work and write a report." I said in a calm quiet voice, attempting to chill him down a little. "I don't trust them," he said as he laid back down on the couch and this time almost curled up completely in my lap, "Dad always said that they would take me to jail." "I would never allow that, and that is not true Nick. Please trust me, now dry up those eyes, and you need a shower son, you are a little ripe." I said as his old sweat hit my nose, although not completely unpleasant, he did need to shave and shower. ​​ "What, you don't like my scent?" He said as he knelt across my lap and then rubbed my face into his armpit. As I took in his thick scent, he switched sides and pushed my face into his fire-haired pit. "Is it so bad that you want to shower with me?" he said as his hand felt down my hairy chest and onto my cock and felt it harden. "What, now or during the shower?" I asked as I dropped my phone then lifted my hands to his pecs and lightly played with his nipples, rubbing them and tugging gently on the hairs around his areolas for effect. "I mean if you want to crawl between my legs and suck me off, then that means that I would have to do the same." Still playing with his nipples and feeling his cock grow stiff against my belly. Looking down I could see it harden and his foreskin peel back a little to expose a little of his bright red head. "How about this." He pushed me down on the couch and he crawled onto me with his cock and heavy balls on my face. I felt his hot mouth envelope my cock and start suckling like a young calf on its mothers' teat. I reached around his hot furry thigh and pulled his balls up and slipped his cock deep into my throat. His heaving breaths and his body heat was already making me sweat as I felt him start a slow rhythm of pushing his cock deep down my throat. His pelvic motions were slow enough that I could take a breath on every movement out. My only breaths were through my nose and it was flooded with his nut scent with those huge red avocados only millimeters from the bridge of my nose on his inward stroke. I took my other hand and felt his fuzzy stomach and how hot and flat it was, and the treasure trail from my chin to his upper abdomen. While he was trying to find my gag reflex, something I haven't found ever, I could feel he was trying to take more and more of my thick cock down his throat. When he hit his gag re-flex, the feeling of his flat stomach turning to a wash-board was exotic. I tried to reach down to his chin to stop him from taking me so deep, but he used a hand and pushed mine away. He was trying so hard, that I started feeling his molars scrape just a little on the sides of my thick cock. But he continued. His motions in and out of my mouth began to speed up a little and shallow out. I let his balls fall on my forehead and reached up and pulled his foreskin all the way back while he was fucking my throat. I had to do this quickly as his balls were suffocating me with their size and the extra skin that made up his scrotum. He reacted immediately to having his sensitive head exposed while I worked it with my tongue. He started to tense up, and I could feel my orgasm welling up in my own balls. I couldn't hold it any longer and let my cum go, something that made his mouth increase suction and he held me down with his weight and strong body so I could not move as he drained me dry. My last dribble that he sucked out of me was followed by my mouth and throat being completely flooded by his first shot. I had to swallow as fast as I could to milk him and have my morning protein shake. To torture him just a little, I ran my tongue back and forth on his cock head as he shot load after filling load into my mouth. He sat up so that only my head was bent back and still sucking every last drop from his gallon of nut butter. Once he was finally spent, he pulled out of me, and flipped around and landed on me and dove his cum-covered tongue into my mouth. He hadn't swallowed a drop of my cum, his laden kiss let us share our love batter together, as his hot young tongue fought mine for the cum swishing around in our locked lips. He finally broke the kiss, and started licking my cheeks, as I must've not swallowed fast enough and some of his cum escaped. "Now we can take a shower, that is if you want to." He said as he just laid on me with all of his boiling hot body. "I mean it is only 6:30, we could go and nap for a little bit." He got up off of me, saw that I was covered in sweat, and bent over and licked at it. He stood up again, turned off the television and grabbed my arm and pulled me to standing. "If we are up in an hour and half, then we can still get ready for that lady, but I still do not like it." He said as he pulled me down the hall towards the bedroom. Once inside, he just pushed me onto the bed, crawled in next to me. He had to since I was still in ecstasy from him forcing me down while I came in his mouth. Hell I couldn't even speak, my tongue lost the battle with his in our kiss, and he just took over. Just before my eyes closed with his head resting on my chest, I heard, "I love you Dad." "Those are words not to be used lightly." I said with my eyes still closed. "I know, but I do, I love you Dad." He said back into my chest hair. "I have to get going here in a few to go and run a whole bunch of errands, how about you hang out and do whatever, and I will be back." "How long are you gonna be gone?" He asked, lifting himself up and off of me, following me down the hallway after I got up to get in a shower. "A couple hours, but I'll be back well before Mike comes home around five or six. How about you find something in the fridge or freezer that we can have for dinner?" I said as I reached into the shower and turned on the water full hot. "Sounds fine." He said, standing behind me. As I get in the shower I start to close the shower door and his hand stops me. He steps into the shower with me and grabs a bar of soap and starts washing my back. His touch was almost as hot as the water as he rubbed the soap in and around my shoulders, and even into my crack. As I was soaping up my pits, I felt his hand come through my legs and soap up my balls and limp dick. He gave it a tug or two trying to get it hard, but I had more control than that and let him try and fail. "What's the matter?" he said into the back of my ear as he stood up. "Nothing, it is called control." I said as he let his hands come around and under my pits and start playing with my nipples. "Besides, I have to get going so no more play. Even though I would love seeing how many times I can drain those bull balls of yours!" I said as I reached around under his hard on and gave his balls a squeeze. "I haven't ever been able to find out my limit." He says, causing the hair on the back of my neck to bristle at the thought of soaking in a bathtub of his young cum. I finish and rinse and step out of the shower and start to dry off when he kills the shower and grabs another towel and starts to dry my back. "You do not have to do this." I said as I bent over to dry my legs and he reached through my legs and dried my cock, balls, and then crack. "I know, but I want to. I kinda feel like I should serve you." He said as he pulls the towel away and hung it up. "You do not have to, as you're not property. You are your own man." I say and he stood there looking at me. "I know I just want to help." "Alright, well I am going to go out for a bit after Kris gets here, and you're on your own today, alright?" I said as I was finishing getting ready. He simply nodded and walked away as I finished getting dressed. "Oh and by the way, put on some clothes now so I won't forget about it and Kris shows up!" I shouted. I heard him shuffle around in his room and come out wearing a pair of silkies and a t-shirt that was ripped down the sides. Once again I had to use my control to look at the fire god wearing clothes that did nothing but accentuate his godly features. Kris showed up right before nine and asked Nick a hundred questions and told me that she knows his mother and that she will process him into the system quickly and get me a custody letter. She also thanked me for doing this rather than having another child on her case load to try to find a home for, as teenagers are the hardest to place. When she left I gave Nick a hug and kissed him on the forhead, he reached out and with both hands moved my head down and gave me a deep kiss. "That is a kiss, I am not a little boy." He said as he stood there and stripped out of his clothes and sauntered off to the pool. My control starting to hit its limits, I left. It took me several hours to make all my errands, I even stopped by a store and picked up some shoes for him, ones that I hoped he liked. When I came home I walked in and did not see him, or hear him. I went to the bedroom and dumped my bags off and got out of my clothes and found a pair of flip-flops and went looking for Nick. It was only a second before I looked out the window and saw him on a lounger on the pool deck sunning himself. He must have just gotten out of the pool because he was literally dripping wet and the surface of the pool was wavy. Looking at how his leg hair clung to his legs in darker than red swirls and how his nearly clear/red pit hair darkened down to a true red also clung to his body was an amazing sight. Not to mention how I wanted to run out there and catch the drop of water hanging off of his foreskin just about ready to drop between his legs and onto the lounger. He waived at me when he saw me, and I was a tad confused as I didn't make a noise or part the curtains around me, then I looked down and my cock did the parting for me ​.​ I walked outside and dove right into the pool without a word said. As I surfaced I saw a flash of flesh as he dove in the water besides me. It was only a moment later that he swam under me and engulfed my cock underwater. I reached down and pulled him to the surface and he wrapped his legs around my waist as he wiped the water from his eyes. It took me a moment to differentiate the blue of the water from the blue of his eyes, which made my cock stir. "Nick, we need don't need to do this right now, Mike should be home in an hour or so. So, how about we scare him a bit and you go hide in my bedroom, and come out and just sit down next to me." I said as I smiled at him, he gave me a mischievous smile back. We both got out of the water and dried off and went back inside. It wasn't more than 15 minutes after we got dried off and inside that I saw my mother's car drive into the driveway with Mike in the front seat. He got out and I waived to my mother as she backed out the driveway, and Mike came bounding up the stairs. "Hey Dad, good to be home." He said as he gave me an all-encompassing hug. "Oh my god boy, you are rank!" I said as I broke the hug and stepped back. "Well yeah, haven't showered for a couple days." He said with a goofy grin. "Get your funky ass into the shower, I will start dinner in just a bit." I said holding my nose and pointing towards the bathroom. He went down the hallway to the bathroom and went in, tossing his bag out in the hall by the washer. I stood there and watched piece after piece of clothing being tossed from the bathroom to the waiting pile of dirty clothes. Moments later I heard the shower start, and I opened up the washer doors and picked up the nasty clothes and pushed them into the washer. I opened his bag and trying not to gag, I fished out the rest of his clothes and put them all in the washer. I was even thinking about tossing the bag itself in there too. "Where was it that you went that you couldn't shower?" I asked as I started the machine up. "We had to live as the homeless for a week. It has been so hot, and whoa were we a funky bunch." He said to me through the shower doors. He was covered in soap from head to toe. "Well make sure that you wash your hair like ten times, I want to see my blond boy back again!" I said as I turned and walked down the hall to my bedroom where Nick was lying on reading a book. Just seeing his beautiful naked body was erotic to me, how the hair on his legs has dried and how it springs for freedom from the skin, how his freckles seem to multiply every time I try to count them, and how his cock just hangs down and touches the comforter over his hip, and his balls spread out for room across his thigh. It gave me a shiver. He then saw that I was looking at him, and smiled. "Mike is home." I whispered. "Then get into bed, and let's both be reading a book or something." He said with a mischievous grin on his face. I did just that. I heard through the shower noise from the bathroom that Mike's girlfriend Nikki had broken up with him during the trip. But at least they had watched Rocky Horror Picture Show on the last night as entertainment and he was the only one that knew the audience lines from me. Nick and I just looked at each other and understood what to do. He finished the shower, and it seemed like he took forever to dry off. I finally heard him coming down the hall and he stepped in my room and came to a screeching halt. "Nick!" Mike said with a shock. "Mike!" Nick said with a feigned shock. "Dad!" Mike said again with shock. "Mike" I said. "Nick?" Mike said. "Sons!" I said then made a single loud clap. We all laughed loudly and hard. <><><><><><> I want to thank all the great comments and emails I have received from the first six chapters, as you can tell I have listened to them. The stories are going to be longer, and if you have a request of an idea that you would like to see David, Nick, and Mike do, keep sending them. I know I was hard as a rock writing this, and I do hope you were too. Remember that sprayed semen does not work really well with electronics, so be careful reading my stories that you don't ruin a keyboard, phone, tablet or another vulnerable device. Email me anytime, as I respond to all emails that are legitimate. The next chapter has already started and should prove to be sticky. Keep tuned. If you want to be notified when I post a new chapter of Nick, email me and let me know. I have currently outlines for around 15-20 chapters now, and it is up to you to determine what is fantasy, reality, and dreams beyond imagination! Slobbers, MWMan