Date: Tue, 3 Jul 2001 21:26:48 -0700 (PDT)
From: Kelly Fedor <npgtwist@yahoo.com>
Subject: His Life Part 4

His Life Part 4
By- Kelly Jean

     That night I could feel everypart of Jake in me,
around me and next to me. Him and I were once again
one, and in total peace with each other. His body
tasted like heaven and every inch of him was so sweet.


     His strong hands teased between my legs and
wrapped in me. He touched every part of me and licked
my inner thighs as if I were his candy. Jake sucked on

me forever and massaged me till I was ready to cry.
I was so happy and in love with this man.

     It had been another dream I realized when I woke
up Saturday morning. I laid there a moment,
fantasizing
about Jake's body inside of mine. Then I remembered
the horror: I may have HIV and I still hadn't
confronted good old dad about me being gay.

     Right before I climbed out of bed my door opened.
I still don't understand how my parents do not except
the concept of knocking. My father walked in slowly,
closed the door behind himself and sat down on my bed.
He hadn't done this to me since I was, maybe, ten.

     "Good morning, Tony," he said gently. I was even
more surprised when his began stroking my hair. "How
did you sleep?"

     "Fine. Is something up? You normally don't come
in
and see me like this."

     "A father can't see his son? Tony, do you like me
touching you like this?"

     I nodded. Well, I did. I mean I'm human. Its nice
when someone does that, right? It's rather comforting.


     "My son's a full-fledged fag. Cute. You can be
gay, I can't really stop you," his hands kept touching
my hair and I began to shake. "But, if you ever even
dream of fucking another boy, girl or thing in my
house you will never see the light of day again. Do I
make myself clear?"

     I nodded again, "Yes sir."

     An evil grin came over his face, "I bet you're
getting hard right now."

     "What?"

     "Let me see," he suddenly pulled the blankets off
me and stuck his hands firmly around my cock. He kept
them there for a while, massaging me ever so gently;
stroaking up and down. "I thought so."

     "Oh god..." I whispered feeling him press onto
me.
"Oh god...mmmm," I hated every second but refused to
show it. I spread my legs for him. "More. Harder. Oh,
oh, daddy," I groand. "Oh don't stop. Please."

     After about five minutes he stopped and glanced
at
his watch. "Shit, I gotta go to work. I'll see you
this
evening. Lord, I can't believe you liked that. I
thought you would have hated it. You are a fag."

     And just like that he left. For nearly an hour I
cried to myself. My own flesh and blood had felt me up
and thought I liked it. I hated it. I would rather be
dead.

     An hour and a half later I met Jake at a local
park. It was almost empty since the skies looked as if

rain would be coming soon. I told him about my dad and
as I did my eyes resembled rain. He held me for a
while
saying it would be fine. "Everything works out okay in

the end" were his words. Jake also told me again how
sorry he was about the other night and prays for my
health and not even his own. I found out from him I
wouldn't be able to get tested for HIV antibodies for
a
few more days since they were still developing. He
also
told me of a new treatment which may be able to take
them out of me before turning into HIV or AIDS. His
wasn't caught in time. Soon enouh we were able to talk
again as if things weren't as bad as they seemed.

     "My parents like you," he told me soon enough.

     "Really?"

     He nodded, "My mom wants to see you again. She
thinks you're cute. Hm, me too...oh, I was wondering,"

Jake said touching my face, "do you want to go out
tonight. Maybe it will relax you."

     "Where to?"

     "This awesome night club. I know the DJ so I can
get us in for free. We can dance all night with each
other and be together, alone."

     My smile told him his answer to the invitation.
For an hour in the afternoon we actually did some
homework at his house. We have the same math class so
we worked on that crap for a little while (sorry, not
a math fan).Ah, I thought, this upcoming evening at
the dance club would be one I'd never forget.

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