Date: Sat, 17 Feb 2007 11:05:53 -0800 (PST)
From: T. Chase McPhee <survivalgame@yahoo.com>
Subject: Dads Dilemma 02

The story below is a work of fiction, set in the
format of reality. Any resemblances to real people,
alive or in the hereafter, is entirely coincidental in
nature. It is not meant to accurately reflect upon
persons, in towns, cities, countries, nor governmental
areas, which the story is staged. If a sexual scene
involving male-to-male relationships offends you, then
you should not read this story. Additionally, if you
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Sexual safety matters. Remember guys, this is fiction.
In real life, use protection.

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"Dad's Dilemma" 02
wriTten by T. Chase McPhee

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"Are you sure you want to do this?"

"Don't you?"

"You know I do, Jake."

"Then let's do it."

Especially, since it was `my' twenty dollar bill
paying our way, I felt obligated to carry on. I
giggled, even though as nervous as Adam, the way his
hand shook, keying the doorknob! It's as if seeing a
scary movie and the key link to a haunted mansion were
ready to be unlocked. For us, we readied to enter our
first taste of gay manhood.

"Hey! Watch it!"

I almost pushed Adam over, pressing my way inward.

"Well," Adam already assessed the room, "not much like
the hotel in Aruba last summer!"

"Don't worry about it. We're not going to be here that
long."

"How long?"

"I don't know how long, Adam. If one of us doesn't
start something..." I made it the first of us, to whip
my tee shirt off, over my head.

"Wow!"

"What?"

"You look good, Jake."

"Adam, how many times have we played `shirts or skins
dodgeball' in gym class?"

He wasn't doing anything but thinking.

"Dozens of times."

"And how many times have we both been on the skins
team?"

"Half that much."

"So? What's so different about then and now?"

"It's a little... creepy?"

"There's nothing wrong with this place. Look, I'm
kicking my shoes off. Are you going to stand there and
watch?"

"Sure!"

I went for Adam's shirt, pulling the tail up, helping
him along.

"I can strip myself, thanks!"

"Well do it before I feel like I wasted twenty bucks!"

Even though I was faster, determined, Adam still took
his time. I did feel a little strange when it got to
stripping off my briefs. Unlike the locker room in
gym, I didn't feel `the stare'. Same time, even though
I had seen Adam's cock and balls in the shower at gym
class, I felt it different here in this motel room.

"Looks like I caught up," Adam says to me, hinting.

Giggling, I replied, "Both at once, why don't we?"

"1...2..." he agreed, "3!"

I reacted right away, but Adam wasn't far behind.
Below the belly button, Adam wasn't much different
than gym, except dry.

Smiling, I said, "You're getting hairy, um... down
there."

"Yeah. Feels kind of cool."

Like a dope I gathered, "So you feel yourself?"

"No dah, when I jerk myself off?"

"Yeah. Sorry. Forgot about that."

"So, how do we do this?"

"Since neither of came to the conclusion of whether we
want or feel like we're top or bottom, like we talked,
let's just get under the covers and see where it
goes."

I took one side of comforter, Adam the other side. we
folded it down. Taking the sheet, naturally Adam
waited for me to get in first.

"Coming?"

"Yeah."

Strangest thing, when we were both in the bed, we lay
there, not touching. I took the initiative to move
closer. Adam moved farther away.

"Shy?"

"I just have to get used to it, that's all."

I didn't let him. I rushed things along, putting my
hand on top of his stomach.

"Your hand's cold!"

I rolled my eyes.

"Oh yeah?" I got on the defensive. "Then how's my
body?"

With the comment, I held the sheet up, flipped over
and landed right on top of him, our cock and balls
slapping together.

"Wow, Jake! You're raping me!"

I couldn't control myself. Flipping back over, I was
laughing my ass off! With me, came the sheet. We both
lie there now with nothing over us.

"I wasn't raping you, Adam. Didn't you consent to
being here with me?"

"I didn't sign anything."

"What about for the room?"

"Oh shit! I just thought of something."

"What?"

"I signed for the room. They can trace me."

"So there. If anyone can be accused of anything, it's
you."

"You wouldn't!"

"I know this sounds like a bribe, but if you don't hug
me or something, I'm... well, you're going to force my
hand."

"To do what?"

"I didn't mean..."

Although, since he suggested, I was ready to force my
hand on him, over his cock or tug at his balls or do
something... anything to get Adam revved up!

"It was a figure of speech, but in five seconds, if
you don't do anything, I'm getting up and getting
dressed. A wasted twenty bucks!"

"Wait!"

I think he thought I was serious. Seems I had him
pegged enough to at least think about my twenty bucks,
since I made a big deal about losing it, since we
pulled up to the motel.

"You're right. I want this as much as you want it,
Jake."

Well, right away Adam warmed up to me. He pulled the
sheet over our naked teen bodies, scooting over close
to me. Accidentally, or on purpose, his arm went
around me.

"Mmmmm... feels nice. What about you?" I asked Adam.

"Yup."

I wasn't so sure Adam felt the same thing. I wasn't
half as nervous as he. I did want to take the chance
in doing something. So, I moved my left hand between
us and gently felt up his balls.

"Jake, what are you doing?"

I had patience.

"Touching you. C'mon. Touch my balls. Feel them up."

Well, once Adam's hand made a play for my balls, he
wouldn't leave them alone. Same goes for my cock. I
did something I saw in a porn video once. I leaned in
licked his nip.

"Hee hee he hee hee," Adam giggled.

If I thought I started something, it's saying more
than what Adam's next actions were. He didn't go for
my pecs. Instead, he sat up.

"Hey, can I try sucking your cock now?"

Who am I to stop progress!

I started by lying out in an `X' shape, then grabbed a
pillow and put it under my head. With my legs
scissored open, it was like a simple invitation.

"Ready Jake?"

"I've been ready for like ten minutes!"

"Have not. I only been down here for like two
seconds."

"Figure of speech. Whenever you're ready, then go to
it."

"And you're gonna suck my cock too, right?"

"Sure."

Of course, I was counting on it, if that's the way our
first cock-sucking session went. But I tell ya, when
Adam got into licking me, then taking me in his mouth,
well, I made a self-committment of only wanting to be
in the `top' position. Oh man did it feel good to have
a warm mouth take on my six and a half inches.

"How am I doing?"

Prolly it was the grumpy look on my face; more from
the discontinuing action of giving me a satisfying
blowjob.

"Great. Do more."

"How about we do what we saw in the porno flick."

"What was that?"

"You suck me, while I suck you?"

I thought I was destined to be a top, but what's fair
is fair. So, he turned around and hung over me. When I
say `hung over' me, it's the literal description.
Along with being taller than most guys in our class,
Adam had the equipment to match. He's about a half
inch longer (we measured) and has a nice set of teen
balls. Well, the entry wasn't as subtle as Adam's. I
opened up and he flopped right down. Damn near choked
the living daylights outta me!

"Are you okay, Jake?"

Coughing like crazy, even though he pulled out, I
couldn't readily answer my sixteen year old bud.

"I... I'll... be... okay, now... I suppose..."

"You take it easy. Let me suck you some more, okay?"

I had no problem with his decision, although my
resting didn't last long.

"Um, I think I'm almost ready to come, Adam."

"Oh yeah? What do you want to do?"

I took it as a trick question. Either he was asking me
whether I wanted to fuck him or if he wanted me to
okay him jerking me off, or he wanted me to come in
his mouth, or... or... there could be tons of
interpetations. There was one main one on the tip of
my tongue. I went for it.

"You want me to fuck you?"

I waited... and waited... Waited and waited.

"Well?"

"I heard Scott say when he does it, he wants to do it
with his steady guy."

"I understand."

"Good. But I'd like to feel your come... feel it
squirt out into my mouth."

"Cool!" I alluded to.

His alternate plan would be satisfying too. So, he
went back to work, pumping my cock til I was ready to
shoot.  I did.

"Let me jerk you off."

I never did get to suck Adam's cock, but he sure had a
wad to unload. He came, kneeling over my pubes, my
come already spent. When he came, I thought there
would be no end to it. I stroked and stroked and
stroked, watching it spurt out in ropes. I didn't
count, but figured at least six. Then he did the
unthinkable. Being so beat, he fell right down on top
of me. I could feel our come splat out. We both lay
there for awhile, prolly in the most comfortable mode
since we climbed under the covers. I held him and he
held me. I massaged his shoulder blades with the
little bit of come still on my hands. The top of his
head lay under my chin and I could still hear his
labored breathing.

"You okay, Adam?"

"Oh, I'm more than okay!"

Exactly what I was feeling. For the first time I
thought of my twenty bucks being well spent!

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2B continued.........

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