Date: Fri, 3 Oct 2014 00:08:50 -0600 From: zarochit . Subject: Thats My Boy 8 The usual disclaimers apply, if you are not of age to read this do not. Once this story is over, there will not be a follow-up, this is a real life experience and just about every word is true (changing a few names and adding a few spicy details, but the end result is true) Feedback is welcome, but the story is already written, so no need to suggest details. Also, remember donate to keep Nifty Alive! That's My Boy By Glenn S. Part 8 From Max I realized very quickly that this was not a dream, and that this was about to go one of two ways...hot or fucking bad. "What. The. Fuck?!?!?" Glenn spat, almost screaming this time. Yep, going to go bad. I realized I still had an iron fist on his Dad's softening cock and immediately let go. "Dude, it's not what it looks like." I stammered, feeling the alcohol still very present in my blood. "I thought this was a dream...so I took advantage of it..I mean fuck...your Dad is hot." Wrong thing to say. "And what the fuck am I?" He garbled, almost crying. "That is not what I meant and you know it, I thought I was dreaming..." "So you dream about him shooting his load on me?" in tears now. "No...fuck dude I'm still fucking drunk I just." "That is enough, both of you. Glenn, Son, deep breathes. Just...slow your roll champ." Glenn's Dad finally spoke. "I think it's time we have a little chat." I moved to leave. "Sit. You are part of this family too young man." I retreated down to the floor where I was standing. From Aaron 'Well, this is interesting, I am about to come out to my son and his lover. Here goes.' I thought to myself. "Son, Max...I am not a straight man. I have known I was gay since my early teens, but when I was growing up...it was not OK in any shape or form, so I forced myself to be a 'straight man'. I had sex with your mother once in a while, thankfully she didn't want it much...and we had you. After you were born, I came out to her and she left. She said she wanted nothing to do with my devil faggotry or the spawn of satan that I had planted inside of her." I paused, realizing how hurtful those words would be, even tho they were not meant to bed. Sure enough, the tears were surfacing in my boys eyes once again. I pulled him over to me in a hug and whispered to him. "You are the light of my life, and that bitch had no ground saying any of that, don't you ever think you are less than a beautiful human being and I love everything about you." From Me I felt my fathers beard against my cheek and his tight grip felt safe. Knowing now that my father was gay threw my world into a frenzy. I had no idea all these emotions I was feeling. I needed air. "I am going for a run...I just...I need to process this." Neither of them tried to stop me, I threw on my wrestling sweats and took off down the road with no destination in mind other than to run. 'What the fuck happened in there. If Max jumps all over my Dad's bones when he is drunk, what happens if he goes out and gets drunk? What if he catches something, or hits on the wrong straight guy...and worse? What if he meets someone else.' Tears fell from my face as I pounded pavement, not caring where I ran. From Max Several silent minutes passed, and I realized that I was still very naked, and still very fucking horny. Glenn's Dad had moved to the window, peering through the curtain. Damn he had a fine ass. Had a very well put together body for an older man too. I started to absent-mindedly play with myself and he turned and met my gaze. "We shouldn't, at least...not until we figure out what is going on with my son." My erection would not subside. "Alright, well I am going to go rub one out I guess." I waddled, cock bobbing in the air, back to Glenn and I's room. From Aaron. Watching Max walk away with a hard-on was one of the hardest things I have ever done, but I needed to resect my son and his boundrys. The second Max pushed the door behind him, I had my phone in my hand. One hand on my gaining erection 'Damn that boy gets my going, already hard again', and one hand selecting 'will' in my contacts. I texted him "I need to meet you. Got it bad" Several minutes later a text came back. 'mm rite time bby. hrny as fuck'. My knees buckled as I realized he had sent me a picture too, first time he had done this. I couldn't see his face, but damn that cock was beautiful. Wait...I knew that room... "No fucking way" I breathed. I practically flew out of my room and stopped right outside Glenn's room. The door wasn't completely closed and I heard the very familiar sound of beating off coming from inside. I peaked in and Max was power masturbating with one hand, phone in the other. Extremely curious on my suspicions, I sent him another text. "Can I call you?". Seconds later I heard Max's text notification buzz over the jacking. He stopped, massive cock hanging in air as he responded. " sure ;) ". I dialed the number and Max's phone started to ring. I pushed the door open as he answered the phone "Hey." "Hey" I responded. His eyes met mine and his jaw dropped. End Part 8