Date: Thu, 2 Dec 2021 12:52:06 +0200 From: Jason Donovan Subject: The Sins of the Father Chapter 2 Chapter Two: Our celebrations were cut short with the phone ringing. We both got quiet and looked at each other. It was the first time since my mother's funeral that the phone had rung. My dad jumped up to go and answer it. He returned a few seconds later, "It is Aunt Mary from next door. She said she saw us in town today and wanted to invite us over for a barbeque. What do you think?" He asked. To be very honest I wasn't ready to share my dad with the world, not after finding him again after so many months, but it was the first invite we had in months and this might be just as good for him as for me. I smiled, "Why not!" I said. He smiled and disappeared back into the house. He returned a few seconds later. "Well we should be going!" he said, "They have already started!" Dad asked me to pack a cooler bag with a few beers and cool drinks why he looks for a shirt. He returned dressed in a white T-Shirt that cut into his muscular arms, showing his massive chest and flat abs. I was still dressed in the clothes I had on that day. We looked like the terrible twins. We got in the car and left. Although they were our next-door neighbours it still took about twenty minutes to get there. There were a few vehicles in the driveway when we reach their farm. Aunty Mary and her husband Tim was there to meet us. She seemed so excited to see us, as she hugged my dad, "It was so nice seeing the two of you in town this morning, it was nice seeing you so happy again!" she said and turned to me, pulling me in her arms. "Wow you turned out just as handsome as you dad!" she said as she hugged me as well. Uncle Tim was a little more reserved, shaking our hand, "Nice of you to join us!" he said. "Thanks for the invite!" my dad said as he and uncle Tim looked at each other a few seconds longer than was normal. "We have been hiding so long that it feels good to be around people again!" he added. With the cooler bag in my hand, we followed our hosts to the back of the house. Everybody got up when they saw us. All happy to see us. There were two other couples, Aunty Marie's sister and her husband. I didn't know them. But my dad informed me that the husband, Dirk owns the restaurant we ate at that afternoon and they also owned the guesthouse in town. The other couple my dad didn't know. They all seem to know my dad. To the back of the thatched barbeque area stood a single male figure, his back to us, busy sorting out the fire. Uncle Dirk, the owner of the restaurant called the young man, "Jonathan?" the young man turned around when he heard his name and I gasp. It was the waiter from the restaurant. Uncle Dirk quickly introduced us. "It's a small world!" my father said as he shook Jonathan's hand. Uncle Dirk look at his son and then my dad, "Have you met before?" a little surprised. My dad nodded, "Earlier today actually, Martin and I had lunch at your restaurant. Jonathan was our waiter." "Uncle Mark was a very generous tipper!" Jonathan added. Everybody complimented my dad and me on how good we look, and how wonderful it is to see us again. Dad told them that it was nice to be part of the outside world, but admitted that it might have been different if not for the domestic workers. "What do you mean?" Aunt Marie wanted to know. "When I lost Tina it felt like my whole world collapsed. I distant myself from everyone around me. Feeling sorry for myself!" my dad said. "It is a very natural thing, luckily you had Martin!" she said looking at the two of us. "That's the thing, I locked him out as well. It never once crossed my mind that he was also alone and sad. I was only thinking of myself. I even forgot all about his birthday yesterday. When I got home last night the domestic workers were waiting for me and they told me how a bad and selfish father I was. They broke down the wall I was hiding behind. And you know the worst thing of it all, I didn't even know my son played rugby. When Martin told me this morning was so ashamed to be his father!" "He is a natural, there are rumours that he might even get a scholarship!" Aunt Marie's husband said. "It's not a rumour!" Uncle Dirk said, then looking at my dad, "Do you remember coach Steyn?" My dad gave him a very weird and mysterious smile. "Well he is couching now at University level and he saw Martin play after Coach Muller invited him. He said he will do everything in his power to get Martin to play in his team!" I was still listening very interesting to hear from other people what was happening in my life when Jonathan bumped me with an elbow, I turned to face him. "Want to help me with the fire?" I nodded, then look at my Dad one more time still in conversation about my future as a rugby player, I turned and followed Jonathan to the barbeque. He handed me a beer, I wanted to decline, but then I already had two bears with my dad earlier before we came here. "Thank you!" I said and took a sip, "I have to apologise for my dad's behaviour earlier! I never thought that he would go back and ask for your number!" Jonathan smiled, "Not to worry, I think it was kind of cool! I was hoping that you would have phoned me by now!" he said. I could feel my cheeks turning red, "I am so sorry, I was planning on phoning but when got home we started talking. It was the first time in over a year that we talked like we used to, I have to admit that I forgot all about your number!" I answered him truthfully. "Don't sweat it, I do understand, I still think your dad is very cool!" "Yeah, he is!" I answered and turn to look at my dad. My dad looked at me at that same moment. Our eyes locked and he smiled at me. "I never imagined meeting a dad trying to get his son a date with another man!" Jonathan suddenly said next to me and I had to force myself to look away from my dad. "I guess not!" I said, "So what about your parents do they know about you?" Jonathan looked at me then over his shoulder as his parents before he answered, "I don't know about my mom, but my stepdad knows and he told me that it was something between me and my mom, that it is not his place to tell her!" he answered I frowned, "How did he find out?" Jonathan smiled very secretively, "That is a very interesting and long story for another time when we are alone. So how did your father find out?" "My mom told him. I confessed it to her and she told him!" "That's so nice that he is so cool with it!" Jonathan said. We talked some more about him. The restaurant we met at belongs to his stepdad and he was planning on opening his restaurant one day. He mentioned that he and his stepdad are more closely than him and his biological dad. He can't remember when last he had seen his real dad. The last he heard was that his dad got remarried and had a new family. Jonathan confessed that his mother made the right choice to divorce his real father. She is better of now than she ever would have been. My dad came over to us, bringing us each a beer. He stayed for a while, but things were getting a little awkward so he left us joining the rest of the adults. We prepared the meat and everyone sat down to eat. I didn't eat, I was on high from all the beer. Jonathan didn't eat either and he called me aside asking me if I would like to go for a walk with him. I promise the thought of being alone with him in the dark had me hard in an instant. We each had an open beer with us and we took an extra beer each. He informed my dad and his stepdad that we are going for a walk. They had no problem with it. As we walked off into the darkness Jonathan asked me if I had been with a man before. I asked him if dreams count. He laughed and said no. I then told him about one incident I had with someone of the same sex. We kissed and hold hands and that was that. Jonathan said he had been with one or two. He admitted that he loved being with a man, but in a small town like this not always possible or that many opportunities. He mentioned that he did have a fuck buddy, but his fuck was married and not always available. He mentioned that is why he couldn't keep his eyes off me when he first saw me. I blushed and asked him I was that obvious. He said not at all, he thought I was hot and sexy and when he notice me giving him the eye he just couldn't believe his luck. He suddenly stop, I did too and turned to face him. Those big green eyes had a flickering flame in them as he looked at me. There were no words. He suddenly leaned forward his lips touching mine, and he kissed me. His tongue darted into my mouth. I felt his arms around me pulling me closer to him. His muscular body is hard and warm against mine as his tongue explore my mouth. I was experiencing feelings and emotions I have never felt before. My body was on fire, my hormones going crazy. He pulled away, "Sorry I just couldn't resist, I wanted to kiss you since this afternoon!" he said and moved in again, his lips on mine, his tongue in my mouth. I was pressed hard against a tree behind me, as he grind his hard cock against mine. Both moaning and groaning. He was the one that pulled free from the kiss stepping back, "Fuck if we continue like this I am going to shoot my load in my pants!" he said. I smiled, "Trust me if you didn't stop I would have!" I confessed. "That would have been a waste, take out your cock. I want to taste your cum!" he said. "Here?" I asked him, excited, shocked and nervous all at the same time. "Now?" He burst out laughing, "Why not!" he said. "This is a great place and time to experience your first blowjob, but we don't have to, a quick wank will do as well!" he added as he moved forward. I felt his touch on my crotch area. Rubbing my hardon through my pants. I swear I could feel the warmth of his touch on my throbbing cock. It felt amazing. It was the first time someone else touched me there, sending shivers of pure electrifying pleasure through my whole body. "No, I want to!" I said, my mouth dry, my heart racing. "Are you sure?" he asked me, "I want you to enjoy it. I don't want you to feel forced or pressured in doing something you don't want to!" his voice was soft and sincere. He grabbed my cock in his hand and squeezed it softly, more waves of pure pleasure shot through my body making me moan. He smiled. I just nodded in answer to his question. "I promise I will stop the moment you feel uncomfortable, but I can also promise you that you will enjoy it and that you will never forget this moment ever!" He said and I felt both his hands unbuckling my belt. "All you have to do is lean back, relax and enjoy the moment!" My belt was undone I felt his fingers loosening the top button on my jeans and then I felt some relief as he pulled my zipper down. The evening breeze cool on my pre-cum stained briefs. He pushed my jeans down and they fell to the ground around my ankles. My belt buckle made a hard sound as it hits the ground making me jump. Jonathan smiled, "Relax!" he whispered. With his hand on my hips, he knelt in front of me. I took a deep breath, my eyes followed his every move, those lips that kissed me earlier now just inches away from my throbbing, rock hard, pre-cum oozing cock. I could feel his warm breath through my pre-cum stained briefs. It made me moan softly. He tilt his head looking up at me and smiled, and for just a moment it wasn't his face looking up at me, it wasn't his eyes that took mine captive, it wasn't his voice that I heard. It was my dad's, "You smell so nice!" he said as he inhaled deeply," I wanted this since the first time I saw you!" Fuck seeing my dad's face at that moment made me wish that my first time could have been with him. Jonathan's lips on my cock dragged me back to reality. I watch as Jonathan kissed my throbbing cock all over through my soaked briefs. His lips burning hot, making me moan. I grabbed hold of his shoulders to keep myself upright. It was an indescribable feeling. My hormones go crazy, as he nibbles my cock head and shaft. Then I felt his fingers slipping under the elastic of my briefs, moving his head back he pulled my briefs down and my cock sprung free, pre-cum flying all over. With a slapping sound, it hit my stomach. In the moonlight, I could see the pre-cum oozing from my cock slit running down my cock shaft. His head moved forward, I saw his lips parted and then I felt the tip of his tongue at the base of my cock licking up the side of my cock to the cock head, licking up all my pre-cum. He did that a few times. I watched and made notes in my head. He raised his one hand and wrapped his fingers around my throbbing cock, pulling it away towards him, his tongue licking around and over my cock head. More bolts of electricity shot through my body, more moans escaped into the quiet night. Then he swallowed my cock head, I felt his tongue swirling over and around my cock head before he took more of my manhood in his mouth. He moved further down on my cock till I felt his lips at the base of my cock shaft. He slowly starts sucking my cock as his head moves back and forth. Both of us moaned and groaned as I felt his hand on my balls. Softly pulling it, gently squeezing them. I spread my legs a bit giving him better access. He sucks my cock harder and deeper down his throat, my orgasm getting closer. "I am going to cum!" I utter through my moans and groans. He continued sucking my cock. I feel every muscle in my body contracting, then my cock exploded into his mouth. My body went into spasm as I shot strings of my creamy seed into his mouth. He just kept on sucking swallowing every drop I was willing to share with him. When I had no more to give he stood up. He had a very naughty smile on his face, "Fuck it what a nice load!" he said as he leaned forward, kissing me, his tongue slipping into my mouth sharing my creamy seed with me, I was on such a high, my body still trembling, my breathing hard. He moved back, "Can't remember when last I had someone shooting so much cum into my mouth!" he said. "I am sorry!" He smiled, "I wasn't complaining, fuck if you cum that much every time you ejaculate I might never stop sucking you!" Somehow that statement made me feel good and I could feel my body relax. I reach out and place my hand on the bulge in his pants. "Now it is my turn!" I said as I grabbed his cock. "You don't have to!" he protested. "I want to!" Jonathan typical male, never let a chance for a blowjob pass him by step back and I watch as he undid his pants. He let it fall to the ground pulling down his briefs. His rock hard cock pointing right at me at an angle. It looked so thick and juicy. I licked my lips. It was the first time that I saw another man's aroused cock in real life. I just couldn't wait to touch it. To feel it. To taste it. To suck on it. Nervously I look up into those big green eyes. He smiled, "It's all yours. Enjoy it. Make me cum!" Everything he did went on reply in my mind. I didn't waste any time and I went down on my knees before him. My hands were on his hips to keep my balance. His massive cock head shone in the moonlight. His cock head inches from my face. I inhale deeply just as he did. There was a strong salty smell mixed with soap and sweat. It was like petrol to a flame arousing me even more. I lift my hand slowly wrapping my fingers around his cock shaft. It felt warm and velvety soft yet as hard and rock. I could feel the blood pumping through the veins on his cock shaft. I leaned forward, inhaling his manly scent once more. My cock was rock hard yet again. I reply everything he did in my mind and I did the same to him. I licked the pre-cum up from his cock shaft and head, savouring it, enjoying it, giving his whole cock a tongue bath, my horniness fuelled by his moans and groans. Teasing his cock head with my tongue, swallowing it into my mouth, sucking on it softly as my tongue swirl over it. "Fuck your mouth feel so nice around my cock!" he uttered between all the moans and groans escaping into the night. I take more of his cock into my mouth as far as I could without gagging, then move my head back again. I played with his balls as he did with mine, enjoying the pleasure I gave him. His breathing got heavy and fast his moaning and groaning louder. He grabbed my shoulders. He pushed his hips forward, his cock feels like it doubles in size. "Fuck I am close, I am going to cum!" I kept on working his cock with my mouth, his body stiffens and then his cock explodes into my mouth. His cock went into spasm shooting his creamy man seed into my mouth and I had to swallow quickly. Stroking my cock I reached another orgasm shooting another load. When he calmed down I got up. He had a happy and dazed look on his face. I kissed him as he kissed me sharing his seed with him. I pulled back to catch my breath. "That was amazing are you sure it was your first time sucking cock?" he asked. "What can I say I am a quick learner?" He smiled as he grabbed me behind my neck pulling me closer to him. "I can't wait to teach you more!" I gave him a quick kiss, "Looking forward to it!" We quickly got dressed and find a nice place to sit while we finished our drinks and talked some more. Jonathan said that he couldn't wait to get me naked for more fun. I had to admit neither could I! We finished our drinks and decided to go back before they send someone to come and look for us. We were halfway back when we walked into my dad and Jonathan's dad. "What are you doing here?" Jonathan asked his stepdad. "Your mother sent us, she is tired and wants to go!" he replied. I have to admit I don't know who looked guiltier and more bewildered, Jonathan and I or my dad and uncle Dirk. My dad had a mysterious look in his eyes, it was like he knew that something had happened between me and Jonathan. When we reach all the other people Jonathan's mother got up, "Where have you all been, I was about to send a search party to look for you!" she said to us. Jonathan and I said our goodbyes and remind me that he was serious about what he said wanting to be naked with me. I promised him that I would phone him. My dad said that we should be going too and we said our goodbyes and left with Jonathan and his parents. At first, there was an awkward silence in the car. My dad was deep in thought. He looked upset or was it just my imagination. Maybe I felt guilty about what had happened, or maybe he wasn't as cool as I thought with me being gay. For a moment I had flashbacks to that moment that I saw my dad on his knees in front of me. I looked at my dad, "Did you enjoy the evening?" I asked him nervously not sure if I was ready for the answer. My dad turned to face me. His expression suddenly changed. He looked at me with warmth, those eyes joyful and inviting. "I did enjoy it. I didn't know how much I missed it till we got there. How about you?" I smiled shyly, "It was nice being between other people again!" I replied. Some awkward silence followed then my dad suddenly said, "So, are you going to tell me what happened down by the river with Jonathan?" I frowned, "Are you serious?" He nodded, "Yeah!" "It would be weird discussing it with you!" I said. He frowned, "That's not fair, I was the one that organised for the two of you to meet!" he said. I laughed, "Well if you have to know, there was a lot of kissing involved!" I said. Then he got serious, "I know it might sound weird that your old man wanted to know what you did with another man, truth is I only want to make sure that you weren't forced into doing something that you didn't want to do!" "Thanks, Dad, but trust me I wouldn't have minded being forced into doing some more!" I said before thinking. He suddenly looked a little upset. "So does that mean that you like him? " I looked away from my dad, "Yes I do like him, but if I do have to be honest with you and myself, he was not my first choice and it is bad saying it but I was thinking of someone else most of the time." My dad was suddenly very curious, "Oh, so who is the lucky man to have my son's heart?" "Just someone I can never have. Someone I can only dream of!" I answered. "Do you remember what your mother always use to say, if you believe hard enough in your dreams they might come true!" he said, his voice so sincere so understanding. I looked at him, "I know, but I have to be realistic, he will always just be a dream to me!" We went the rest of the way in silence. Neither of us was tired when we got home. Neither of us wanted the day to end just yet. My dad suggested we put up the Xmas tree and some decorations. I was more than happy with that. My dad told me to put up the tree so long while he go put on something more comfortable and get us something to drink. I unpacked the tree and put it in the same spot my mother always use to put it. She always believed that it should be seen from the outside of the house as well as from anywhere else in the house. My dad returned a few minutes later. He was nearly naked only dressed in the same sorts he had on that morning when he made us breakfast. He had a couple of beers in his hands. Fuck he looked so hot so muscular, so manly. I could feel my cock stirring in my pants as it grows harder. I didn't realise I was staring until I heard his voice, "You okay stud?" he asked me, holding out a beer to me. Blushing I took it from him. "Yeah, thanks!" I said taking a big sip I had to force myself to turn from him. I put the beer down and start to fluff out the tree. Behind me, I heard my dad taking out the light from the bag that we bought earlier. I tried very hard to get the image of his near nakedness out of my mind. "Dad, can I ask you a question?" I asked him my back still to him. "Sure stud you can ask me anything!" he replied. "How did you and mom meet?" I heard him sit down and turn to face him. He was sitting down on the couch, legs parted, crotch bulging, I watch his muscles bulging as he lift his arm to take a sip from his beer. I was staring and it seemed like he enjoy it. He had his beer in one hand, the other hand was on his leg, rubbing his leg and thigh. His hand and fingers draw attention to his crotch. Smiling at me he starts his story. I never once let my eyes off his beefy physique. "She was my best friend!" he started with his story, my eyes never left his hand and his crotch. "There was never anything romantic between the two of us. She was my father's best friend's daughter and my neighbour. She was the only one that he know me for who and what I was. Shit, you can say that she had known me better than I have known myself. "We liked the same things and life and we could talk for hours about anything and everything. After school, she left to go to University and I have to admit that my life felt empty without her. It was a few months later that she suddenly arrived here on the farm. She was crying. She told me what had happened. To make a long story short she was pregnant and the father didn't want anything to do with her! So I did the right thing I married her" "What are you not my dad?" I asked shocked, yet excited. It would make what I feel towards my dad so much easier. My dad smiled, "Relax stud!" he said taking another sip of his beer. "There were some complications and she lost the baby a few weeks after we got married. She was heartbroken. All she ever wanted was a large loving family. At that stage, I was so pumped up about being a dad that we decided to try again. That is when you came into our lives. "Sadly your mother couldn't have any more children after you were borne. You were our little miracle, you gave us the family we both wanted so much. You became the pride and joy of our lives." I smiled sadly hearing the sadness in his voice, "Dad I missed her so much!" "So do I stud, she was my best friend. The only one that knew all my flaws and still loved me-" "I love you too dad!" I interrupted him. "I love you too stud, but you might not have loved the person I was before I married your mother!" "Doesn't matter, that was then, I love the man you are today, maybe one day you can tell me about those days!" He took another sip of his beer, "Only if you tell me what happened down by the river!" my dad said jokingly. "Dad-"I wanted to object. "I am only joking?" he said, but there was something in his voice that I could place. Was he interested or was he jealous? I smiled, deciding to change the subject, "Are you going to sit there like a Greek god and watch me do all the work or are you going to help me?" He suddenly had a wide grin on his face, "So you think I am a Greek god! Does that mean you think your old man is hot, maybe even hotter than Jonathan?" What was my dad trying to achieve with all these questions and remarks? I tried very hard to keep my composure, "I really can't say, I haven't seen Jonathan nearly as naked as I have seen you!" I answered him. My dad laughed, "Why is it so hard to get a straight answer out of you? He asked, "I can understand you not telling me what happened down by the river, but is it so hard to admit that your old man is hot? Even hotter than Jonathan?" "No-" "No, I am not hot!" he interrupted me. I frowned, "No, it is not hard to admit that you are hot, or even way hotter than Jonathan, it's just weird you asking me that, it is not normal!" I said. He had a victorious smile on his face, "Now was that so hard, and let's face it stud things stopped being normal when I went back to get you Jonathan telephone number" he added as his hand move up to his crotch scratching his balls. I swear I saw his cock growing harder. "And just for the record I don't have a problem with things not being normal, I like it!" he said. "Neither do I, but other people might see things differently?" I said He smiled as he stood up. The bulge in his crotch is way bigger than before. "Fuck the other people, you and I are the only people I care about!" "I like that!" I said, still confused about what he was saying and what he meant by everything. Normal is overrated!" I added. We finished the Xmas tree in silence. My mind working overtime trying to figure out what had just happened. Once we finished with the tree we stepped back, my dad's arm around my neck, pulling me half to him, his near nakedness so close to me it was driving me crazy. "So stud, what do you think, would mom have approved?" I nodded, there was no doubt that where ever she was, she smiled down at us. "She would have loved it!" Dad just pulled me into his embrace and kissed me on the forehead. My cock rock hard. So was his. I could feel it against mine. I faked a yawn. He let go of me, "Tired?" I nodded. "Let's go to bed, thank you for a great day!" he said. "Thank you!" We said our goodnights and went to our rooms.