Date: Thu, 11 Oct 2001 00:03:14 -0700
From: Robert Just Robert <Kewl_Dad_1@msn.com>
Subject: Skateboard boy Part 11
Skateboard Boy
Part 11
I awoke with Mike spooned against me, and I could feel his stiff
pee-boner poking into my thigh. I became aware of my own need and gently
untangled myself from my little angel and headed to the bathroom. As I was
finishing Mike walked in sleepy eyed and took my place at the toliet. He
swayed gently as he stood, eyes closed draining his little bladder. I
looked at his still naked body and marveled at how cute he was. He had
grown over the last few months and now with his body entering puberty, I
expected even more changes. I had no regrets, it was all part of life and
I wanted my boys to grow and mature and realize their true potentials.
Mike finished and turned to me smiling.
"I'm hungry daddy." He said in a baby voice.
"Me too, babe. Let's go to Denny's."
We showered to wash the previous nights love juices from our body
and got dressed in a hurry. We piled into my car and drove to the
restaurant. The world seemed a bright happy place today. I was with
someone I loved and it was obvious from the way he treated me that it was
mutual. We joked and laughed and shared quiet moments as we waited for our
breakfast. The waitress was a cute guy around 19 or 20 and Mike kept
smiling at him and flirting. The kid seemed to pick up on it right away,
but he dismissed it partly because of Mike's age I guessed. But he was
very sweet to Mike and for that matter, to me as well. I took my time as
he returned with our food and looked him over. He was not tall, maybe 5'8"
or so and slender without being skinny. He had blondish hair but had it
tinted sort of yellow on the top. His big brown eyes flashed dangerously
and his perfect smile accented his cute button nose. He was gorgeous by
any standards and I felt a sudden stirring in my loins. I moved to adjust
my suddenly growing bulge and to my embarassment he seemed to notice and
smiled at me.
I sat staring red-faced as he walked away and felt even more guilty
as I checked out his perfect bubble butt. Mike seemed not to notice as he
had already dived into the food placed before him. I picked at my food and
wondered, why was I checking out a cute waiter when I had the most perfect
partner sitting across from me. Could it be that sometimes I desired adult
companionship. I was a boylover, true, but gay as well and had been with
many men. I loved males..period. Boys or men I loved the fact that they
were male. I didn't care for women at all. I mean I didn't hate
women....after all I had been married for 24 years and fathered two
children by one. But, in all those years I had never been tempted to cheat
with another woman, however men did tempt me. And it was ultimately my
downfall, or was it my redemption. I must have looked too thoughtful for
Mike's taste, because he poked me and rubbed syrup on my arm, giggling like
a little girl.
I was shaken out of my blur and returning to the present I began to
tickle Mike as he giggled even louder. I looked up to find our waiter,
Mark his name tag read, smiling down at us.
"Is everything ok? Can I get you anything else?" He asked
sweetly, his big brown eyes meeting mine.
"Uhh, no it's all great..uh Mark. I'm okay, you?" I asked Mike who
shook his head no. "I guess we're set, just leave the check. "I said
smiling.
Mark smiled and pulled the check from his pocket and laid it on the
table. Then looking a little shy he slipped a small piece of paper into my
hand. I looked curuiously at him, but he turned suddenly and disappeared
into the kitchen. I opened the piece of paper and on it was written: Mark
Howard...546-8965. Mike seemed not to notice as he was pursuing a last bit
of pancake and I looked over at his sticky face and pocketed the piece of
paper.
I left a five dollar tip on the table and Mike and I headed to the
register. I was hoping Mark would ring us up, but he was nowhere in sight.
I paid and slipped a hand around Mike's shoulder, and glancing back over my
shoulder I saw Mark peeking out of the door to the kitchen smiling
nervously.
Once back at the house Mike wanted to go over to a friend's house.
After all my boys were boys and they didn't want to spend all their time
with me. I don't want anyone to get the impression that all we do is have
sex. We all share the normal day to day stuff that families do. My boys
have friends, and they do normal boy stuff. All of them are very good at
atheletics, Cody especially. He seems to be good at any sport he tries.
He has that inborn ability to pick up on anything and the grace to make it
look easy. I too enjoy normal, adult diversions, and spend a lot of my
time writing and reading. I love music and I burn my own cd's on the
computer. I also love movies and have quite a library built up.
While I am on the subject of me, you probably wonder what kind of
hot man-stud I am, that can charm and earn the love of so many boys. Well,
you may be surprised to know that I am average. I am 48, 6'1" about
180lbs. Im not the most handsome man on earth, but I'm not ugly. Im
actually below average in some ways, being only 5.5 uncut. I'm smooth, not
much hair anywhere on my body and my hair is blondish with white
hightlights. Now if you are wondering why anyone, especially three
beautiful perfect boys would love me, then you don't know a thing about
boys. Boys love what's inside of you. Their love is unconditional and
they tend to look past superficial facades. I'm not saying they could
necessarily love an oger (but who knows), but what I am trying to get
across is that love comes from within, and kids are better at seeing that
than adults are.
When Mike left for his friend's house, I found myself alone for the
first time in a long time. I started some laundry then looked around for
some diversion. Suddenly remembering the piece of paper in my pocket, I
pulled it out and considered calling the number. I supposed Mark was still
at work and anyway, I had no business getting involved with anyone right
now. I went over to my desk and fired up my computer. I headed to one of
my usual chat sites and logged in. The room was a local gay.com chat room,
and I could usually find someone to chat with there, even though I could
never share everything about me. Before meeting Cody I had actually hooked
up with several guys here, but all were one night stands and not one of
them had ever called me back. I always left it up to them, I never pursued
anyone. I noticed some regulars in the room and a few new nicks.
Someone typed hi, and I responded, but the room was pretty empty,
not much going on. I spent a few minutes checkng out profiles and found a
few interesting ones but, I never pm anyone. My profile is posted,
complete with pic, and I figure if anyone is interested they will pm me. I
minimized the window and started writing a new chapter of a story I had
began and suddenly a message window popped up. I clicked on it, it was from
someone called Waiter69.
Waiter69: hi, how are you?
Me: fine, you?
Waiter69: cool, really tired. just got off work
Me: oh, what do you do?
Waiter69: im a waiter, lol.
Me: DUH, sorry. i'm dense.
Waiter69: no prob. i like your profile.
Me" thanks
I took a minute to click on his name, but he had no profile to
read.
Me: so, what about you, you know
everything about me, i dont know
anything about you
Waiter69: k, 5'9" 120, brown/blond with gold,
20yo
Me: wow, you sound cute
A light flickered in my brain. Mark, was a waiter. His
stats sounded similar, but I had left Mark at Denny's only, I glanced at my
watch, wow..three hours ago. He could be off work by now. I had to know.
Me: is your name mark?
Waiter69: i wondered if you would remember me
Me: oh, yeh, i just cant believe you gave
me your number
Waiter69: why, i think you are hot. was that
your son with you?
Me: yep, one of em. i have three
Waiter69: im sorry, i guess you are married then
Me: nope, divorced
Waiter69: sorry, but how did you get the kids?
Me: actually its a long story but, id love to tell you
Waiter69: really...you could call me
Me: k...hold on
Nervously I dialed his number and when he spoke I could feel the
goosebumps rise on my flesh. His voice was sweet and melodic, and I was
mesmerized by it. He listened attentively as I told him the official
verson of how I became father to three boys. Of course, I left out all
mention of sex, etc., even most gay guys found the subject uncomfortable at
best. I found myself enthralled my Mark's enthusiam and warmth as we
chatted. Before I knew what had happened we were agreeing to meet. I felt
a little guilty at first, but I told myself we would just meet at the mall,
have a coke together and get to know each other. In the back of my mind I
hoped for more.
I called Cody, Mike and, Tim at their various friends' homes and
told them I would be back at the house around six. The were all busy with
their own fun and we agreed that we would all meet back at the house around
seven p.m. I took another shower, washing and styling my hair and picked
out what I felt were stylish, yet casual clothing. I chastised myself for
making such a fuss. I was primping like a girl on her first date. I
laughed out loud at myself and checked myself in the mirror. I decided I
didn't look tooo bad for an old guy and headed out the door whistling.
I found a table near the pizza place in the mall food court and
waited. My stomach was full of butterflies, what if he didn't show up.
What if he had chickened out, or he was only teasing me, as some gay likes
liked to do. Then he appeard with that smile and my heart lept with joy.
He worked his way over to where I sat and stuck out his small soft hand. I
shook it,holding it for a second longer than necessary and feeling the
warmth and softness there. As I released his hand he slid into the seat
across from me with the grace of youth. I smiled over at his perfect face
and body and wondered what he saw in me. Forgetting my own belief about
boys, for a moment, reasoning that a 20 year old was more man than boy. But
never the less he seemed to still have that sparkle in his eyes that I had
seen so many times in the eyes of my boys.
We talked and the time passed, we discovered we had a lot of common
interests despite our age differecnces. Mark was attending college on a
partial scholarship and working at the restaurant to make ends meet. He
was proud of the fact that he was making it on his own, and I felt the
strength of his character coming out in every word he uttered. The time
passed and it was nearing five p.m. I told him I had to get home by 7, and
he seemed disappointed.
"Uhh, we could go to my place for awhile." He suggested smiling
nervously.
I was speechless for the first time in a long time. I sat
searching his face for some clue of what that might mean, as he reddened
and looked away.
"I'm sorry. I just...." He uttered nervously. "I mean...if you
don't want to that's cool."
Suddenly he seemed less sure of himself, almost like a little boy.
I reached across the table unconciously and took his hand.
"No, it's not that. I'd love to, but...." I began. "I have
responsibilities now. I have three boys to take care of, and I can't let
my desires get control of me."
"That's cool. I admire that. I mean I wish my dad had been like
you. He didn't give a flip about me. He used to mess around with women
and stuff. My mom just took it. She should have divorced his ass." Mark
said suddenly looking angry.
Suddenly I had an idea. "How about coming home with me and having
dinner with my boys and me?" I said reluctantly releasing his soft hand.
"Really, you mean it. You wouldn't be ashamed to be with me around
your boys?" He asked suddenly elated, then small and tradgic.
"Absolutely. Come on, you can follow me over." I said rising. I
had made a judgement, based on our short meeting and I hoped it was a good
one. I was usually a pretty good judge of character and in my opinion Mark
was a good kid, just lonely like a lot of young gays.
I had some reservations about bringing a total stranger into my
house, but I knew enough about him to feel it was okay. I knew the boys
would take to him as I had and they would be discreet. I had never had to
really warn the boys about keeping family secrets, secret. Cody had
discussed it at some point with his brothers and they had all agreed that
what went on at home was no one's business but theirs.
As I led Mark into our house he looked around curiously, and I took
him on a short tour of the place. When we got to my bedroom he sat down on
the edge of the bed and looked up at me.
"How much time do we have, before your sons get home?" He asked
grinning widely.
I glanced at my watch. "Uh, maybe an hour or so, why?" I replied
knowing exactly why he asked.
He reached out I took his hand. He pulled me close and our lips
met. I stood no chance now, my body had already committed to this meeting
and my cock was so hard it was painful. He pulled me down on him and as
our bodies pressed together I could feel his own hard, ample cock pushing
back. I was afire with passion. I felt guilty, but a hard cock has no
concience. I began removing Mark's shirt to reveal his soft hairless
chest. A small trail of soft hair led from his belly button down into his
low hanging jeans, the path to paradise I call it, and on him it looked so
sexy. I covered his chest with small kisses and sucked on each nipple
slowly while he moaned lowly. I moved on down and licked his belly button,
feeling the softness of his downy hair. He shivered slightly at my touch
and as I popped the button on his jeans he sighed. With his co-operation I
had his pants down and off quickly to reveal his soft silky boxer shorts
tented by his rising cock. He looked especially well-hung and I couldn't
wait to get a look at his cock. I tugged at the boxers and they came down
quickly revealing a hard slender 7" of cut cock. His balls were pulled up
tight against his body and looked ample for someone his size.
A drop of precum appeared at his piss slit and I licked it off as
he moaned. "Yes...suck me...please." He said breathlessly.
How could I refuse such a great offer. I began licking and kissing
his dickhead as he moaned appoval and gyrated his hips. In one gulp I
swallowed him down, relaxing my gag reflex while still swirling my tongue
around his sensitive ridge. He seemed surprised that I could take all of
his cock into my mouth and very appreciative. He wiggled around pushing
against my mouth while holding my head gently.
"God....yes...that's soooo good. Oh my god....I never had
anyone....uhhhhh."
Suddenly I felt the wetness as his cock blasted off it's first wave
of cum. The first wave went straight down my throat without my taste buds
getting to it first, so I backed off to catch his next wave on my tongue.
He tasted bitter sweet, but very edible. I kept my suction on his cock as
he shot once more, and then he fell back quietly. I let his cock remain in
my mouth not moving while his dick continued to throb. Once he had
finished emptying his balls into my mouth, I licked his cock head clean and
moved up to lay beside him.
He looked over at me and smiled, placing his lips firmly on mine.
He tasted his own cum there and lapped at my mouth greedily.
"It's never been that good before." He said breaking our kiss.
"You are absolutely-fucking-amazing."
"Thanks, I was inspired by your hot body. You are awesome." I
said smiling.
"Uh..do you have a rubber?" He asked softly.
"Yep, lots."
"Fuck me then." He said rolling over.
I was glad he believed in protection, no one could be sure of
anyone in these days and times. I reached into the bedside table and
pulled out a lubed rubber and carefully rolled it on my throbbing dick. I
looked at his perefect ass and couldn't resist tongue diving into it. I
gnawed at his perfect orbs and began tongue fucking his hot hole. He
loosened up rather quickly and I knelt behind him and lined my throbbing
dick up with wet hole. I found him relaxed and entered easily as he moaned
lowly. I felt the hot vevety warmth of his muscle grip my aching bone and
I almost came at once. I tried mental exercises to take my mind off how
good it felt to be in his hot ass, but it wasn't working very well. I knew
I couldn't hold out long. I began to thrust slowly and he let me build up
my own rhythm. He moaned lowly as I rubbed his sensitive prostrate and I
felt beneath him to find his cock was hard once more.
I pulled out and rolled him over onto his back. I pushed his legs
up , placing them on my shoulders and entered from the front. He reached
down and began jerking his own cock as I began to fuck him again. Slow at
first then faster as I became consumed by the fire of his guts. I felt
like my entire body was suspended in the hard piece of flesh between my
legs. I screamed loudly as I neared orgasm and Mark smiled up at me
lustily still working his own hard cock. To say we had a mutual orgasm
would be misleading, but almost as soon as I began unloading in this hot
gut, he began spurting his spunk onto our bodies. I bent down and we
kissed. Our bodies were one for that moment, both of us feeling the warmth
and bliss of the afterglow. I fell down beside him wrapping my legs and
arms around him. He sighed deeply and looked so much younger than his
years. I kissed his cheek and he smiled. I glanced at my watch..6:45 p.m.
"Oh, my god. It's almost 7." I said jumping up and grabbing my
clothes. I ran to the bathroom and grabbed a couple of towels and tossed
one to Mark as I began cleaning myself up. We dressed and headed to the
living room just as I heard a key rattling in the door.
The door opened and Cody stepped in beaming with his usual sweet
light. "Oh, hi." He said noticing Mark.
"Hey, bud. Gotta hug for me?" I said smiling and holding my arms
open.
He ran into my arms and gave me a big hug eying Mark curiously. I
tossled his hair and introduced him to Mark. "This is Mark, a friend. He
is gonna have dinner with us. Mark this is Cody, my oldest son."
"Hi, Cody." Mark said offering his hand.
"Hi." Cody said taking his hand and shaking it quickly.
"Mark is going to college here in town and he works at Denny's.
You know the one where we eat." I said feeling both silly and nervous.
"Cool...I gotta go use the bathroom. Be back." Cody said leaving
quickly. I knew he hated using the bathroom anywhere but at home and he
was probably urgently needing to unload.
"He seems cool." Mark said smiling nervously at me.
"He is, very cool. All my boys are. You will like them and they
will like you. Just be yourself. One important thing to remember, don't
talk down to them. Treat them like you would treat any adult and they will
let you know what the are capable of."
"Cool." Mark said suddenly at a loss for words. "Uh..can I help
with dinner?"
"Oh, geez. I forgot. How about we order pizza tonight and then
the next time, I promise I'll cook us a good meal."
"You mean I can come back?" Mark said shyly.
I looked into his eyes and he had that lost kid look, I had seen in
Cody that first time. I smiled as I answered. "Yeh, if you wanna. I'd
like to see you again."
"Cool, yeh I want to to." Mark said smiling warmly. "It's just
that a lot of times...well you know."
"Yeh, I do know, and it sucks. I'm not like that and it's cool
that you aren't either." I said moving a bit closer and brushing his cheek
with my hand.
He blushed and smiled and his eyes sparkled. He looked so
beautiful and I couln't resist leaning in and kissing him. Our eyes closed
and we became entwined as our lips met , our tongues dancing around in each
other's mouth. Neither of us saw or heard Cody return until he spoke.
"Woo hoo...go for it, dad." Cody said in a jovial voice.
We broke off our kiss and both turned to see Cody standing in the
doorway smiling wickedly. I turned to Mark who looked like he was about to
cry. I took his hand and spoke softly. "It's cool. Cody knows I'm
gay. Don't worry, he is totally cool with it."
Mark looked questioningly at us both but the sudden entry of my
other two sons interrupted any further discussion. I introduced Mark to
Mike and Tim. Mike suddenly recognized Mark from our earlier encounter.
"Hey, I know you." He began, pointing at Mark. You're the guy from
Denny's, dad was staring at you the whole time." He giggled.
"Mike...." I said pretending to be upset. "I was not staring...oh
my God, was I that obvious." I finished, laughing out loud.
"Yeh, and I caught em' kissing" Cody added giggling.
"I better go." Mark said suddenly looking very scared.
"No, don't go. Boys behave. Mark is staying for dinner." I said
in mock repremand.
"Yeah!..what we having?" Tim asked speaking for the first time.
"Pizza, okay. It's on the way. Now go wash up, the pizza will be
here in no time."
The boys ran off to wash up and I was left with a very confused and
reluctant Mark staring questioningly at me.
"It's cool, Mark. I promise. If the boys make you uncomfortable,
I'll yank a knot in their tails. They are just so cool with my gayness
that they don't undertand why anyone is uptight about it." I tried to
explain.
"Wow, uhh. Are they gay?" He asked uneasily.
"Well, Cody is for sure. Mike maybe. Tim, he's still a little
young to be sure. But, it's not what you are thinking, I have tried not to
influence them in any way. Oh, sure, you could say...well they live with a
gay dad, so naturally they are going to see it as okay to be gay
themselves. But, I don't think people become gay, I think they are born
gay. Sometimes they don't figure it out until they have lived a life
denying their own feelings. Sort of what happened to me, but that's
another story. Cody was gay when we met, he just didn't know it was okay
until I came along. I have tried to support my boys, to let them make
thier own deicisions." I broke off suddenly, realizing that maybe I had
said too much.
"Wow." Mark said smiling broadly. "You are so cool."
"Shucks, I aint nuttin." I said pulling Mark to me and hugging him
close. "You are pretty cool yourself."
This time we kissed without interruption, at least until the
doorbell rang announcing the arrival of the pizza man. I paid the man and
tipped him generously then yelled to the boys who came running like a wild
bunch of pigs. The loud chatter of boys chowing down seemed to amuse Mark
and I watched curiously as he surveyed each of the boys, smiling broadly.
We finished eating and I tidied up a bit, and the boys went in to watch tv.
It was almost 8:30 by now and Mark told me that he had to go soon. He
explained that he had to be at work very early for the breakfast run. I
took him out to the patio and we sat down on the porch swing.
"I had a really good time tonight." Mark said sighing.
"Me too. And I think the boys like you a lot." I added.
"Really? I was afraid they would ...uh..you know...be jealous or
something." Mark said staring into my eyes.
"Why do you say that?" I asked curiously.
"Well, I know I would be, I mean if you were my dad. My dad was an
asshole but, I loved him. I wish I could have had a dad like you." He said
leaning in close.
Suddenly I felt very strange. I pulled away so abruptly that
Mark's smile faded.
"What's wrong?" He asked in a hurt voice.
"Nothing, it's just...is that what you see me as...a dad?" I said
feeling a little hurt.
"No, is that what you think. I didn't mean to....I'm sorry.
Robert....." He said almost crying.
"It's okay. I'm just a little sensitive about my age, I guess. I
hoped you would like me as a person, not a dad...that's all."
"Oh, god. I'm sorry. I better go..I didn't mean to hurt your
feelings. I'm shit. I...." Mark was crying now and I felt like it was my
fault.
I cradled him in my arms and kissed his tears away. So what if he
saw me as a dad figure...it didn't matter with Cody or Mike or Tim. Why
should I feel differently about Mark. I didn't have the answer. All I
knew was I had hurt Mark and I had to make it right before he left, or I
might never see him again.
"Shush...." I said softly. "It's cool. I didn't mean anything by
it. I don't care why you like me, I'm just lucky I met you. Can we just
forget all this. I really want us to be friends." I said kissing his
forehead.
"Ooookay." He said between sobs. I never wanted to hurt you
either. Let's just start over, okay?" He said wiping his tears away.
"Cool." I said leaning in and kissing him passionately. We played
tonsil hockey for a few minutes and I felt my hardon stirring in my pants.
If I didn't break soon I couldn't control what happened next.
"I wish I could sleep with you tonight." He said dreamily. "But,I
gotta get some rest."
"I'll take a raincheck on that sleepover, and I'll expect to
collect really soon." I said kissing his cute nose. Now get...." He rose
and I swatted his cute behind as I stood to show him out.
I leaned against the door frame and sighed as I watched him climb
into his car and drive away. I watched until I could no longer see his
tail lights and then turned to go inside. Mike was waiting silently behind
me.
"You like him, don't you?" Mike said looking at me with his puppy
dog eyes.
"Yeh, I do. But, it doesn't mean I don't still love you and Cody
and Tim. It's just that sometimes I like to be with another adult. You
undestand don't you sport?" I asked holding his chin gently in my hand.
"Yeh, I guess. He seems nice. Just don't forget about us." He
said looking very serious.
"Oh, baby. I promise that no one will ever come between me and you
guys. I love you with all my heart and soul, you're my boys. Don't worry,
I'll always be here for you...no matter what."
"Promise?" Mike said smiling.
"Cross my heart and hope to die." I said in a silly voice.
"Stick a needle in your eye?" He giggled.
"Ouch, yeh, yeh." I said grabbing him up and hugging him close. My
little horndog was horny and he kissed me on the lips and whispered in my
ear. We were off to my bedroom in a flash.
End part 11.....more to come...keep those emails coming...they are my
inspiration to continue........