Date: Mon, 11 Nov 2013 00:44:07 -0600 From: Harrison Westbourne <harrisonwestbourne@yahoo.com> Subject: DARYL'S ENLIGHTENMENT: CHAPTER 6 Thank you for your support of my previous chapters of this tale. I greatly look forward to sharing additional chapters with you as well as other categories of stories. Attached is the sixth installment of Daryl's Enlightenment. May you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story is a fantasy involving consensual gay sex between young and older men, as well as love among men. The people in the story do not use protection because diseases do not exist here. In real life, PLEASE USE PROTECTIONN WHEN ENGAGING IN SEXUAL ACTIVITY. Also, if this sort of material offends you, is illegal where you live, or you are under 18 years of age, PLEASE LEAVE THIS SITE NOW! This story is copyrighted by Robert VanWerven. It can ONLY be downloaded for personal enjoyment, NOT for republication or sale and distribution. If you wish to provide feedback, comments, or suggestions, please feel free to contact me, using the story title as the subject line, at harrisonwestbourne@yahoo.com In order to keep this site free, please consider a donation by using this code: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Brief recap of Chapter 5 of DARYL'S ENLIGHTENMENT It turned out to be a wet dream and I was on my back next to Mike in his bed. Oh my God!!! I had sex with Mike. We shouldn't have done it. It had to be the beers and the letters. How stupid am I!! Now what do I do? I cheated on Kirk; Mike cheated on Steve. What happens next? This shouldn't have happened because I love Kirk with all my heart. I feel so guilty and ashamed. How could I have hurt Kirk this way? Inside my head, I was screaming, "I HAVE TO TELL HIM." DARYL'S ENLIGHTENMENT: CHAPTER 6 "I HAVE TO TELL HIM!" I screamed, unfortunately not inside my head. Mike woke with a start, blinking with remaining sleep in his eyes. He slowly looked at me and guilt filled his face as well. "I gotta go," I mumbled, while rapidly getting my clothes on. "I'll talk to you later." Rushing out of Mike's house, I ran home, crying and cursing myself the whole way. Kirk was my life and now I hurt him and he doesn't even know. What kind of fuck-up am I? As I reached the front door of my home, I couldn't breathe. Dropping to the stairs, I almost fell to my knees, gasping for every breath. My father opened the door to get his morning paper and looked shocked. "Daryl! What Happened? Are you hurt?" he asked, while kneeling down to look at my face. "I screwed up, Dad I hurt someone I really love." I blubbered at him through my tears and gasps. He wrapped me in his strong, muscular arms and gently stroked my back. Soothingly telling me it would be okay, he calmed me down enough to get me inside. My sisters and Nana Jo had gone out or the day to shop for fabrics for the quilts they were making. They would be away most of the day. He led me into the kitchen, wiped my face with a clean towel, and gave me a glass on tea. His voice was relaxing and eventually my ragged breathing slowed to normal. "What happened? Try and tell me calmly," he smiled at me. "It can't be all that bad. You aren't a fuck-up, son." "It's...it's...Kirk. He and I are...boyfriends," I blubbered. "But I've hurt him. Mike and I snuck some beers while studying last night. We slept together and I feel so guilty now. What do I do?" "If Kirk truly loves you. He will forgive you," he said. "You need to be honest with him as soon as possible." As we were talking the doorbell rang, Dad went to answer it and escorted Mike inside. Smiling at both of us, my father left us alone to talk. I didn't know what to say so Mike started. "I know what happened is wrong," he began. "It is not the first time I've slipped on Steve. I really want to tell you if you'll let me." "Okay. Let's talk in my room." I suggested. "Would you like a soda?" "Sure," Mike replied as we headed upstairs to finish our conversation. I put the oldies station on and made sure the door was locked. We sat cross-legged on my bed, facing each other. Mike took a deep breath and began to tell his secret. MIKE'S SECRET: PART 2 My life took this weird turn shortly before Steve and I began experimenting with sex together. I walked in on my father lying naked on his bed. He looked so attractive and I began to become aroused. That first time was only me trying to give him a blow-job. It was exciting and erotic. Once Steve and I got together, I though it was a one-tine event. My father apparently found it as fascinating as I did. A few days later, he made arrangements for the rest of the family to be gone for an entire week-end. It was just the 2 of us alone in that big lonely house. We went out to a nice sit-down dinner together on Friday. Dad snuck me some wine from his glass so, by the time we got home, I was feeling a little giddy. As we left the restaurant, Dad had his arm around my shoulder and whispered in my ear. It made me tingle and caused my teen-age dick to begin to thicken and leak. Once home, Dad closed the front door and pushed me against it. He raised my face to met his and kissed me fully and passionately. My knees started to weaken and I emitted a little moan. Smiling as we parted, he scooped me into his muscular arms and carried me upstairs to his room. Placing me gently on his bed, he removed my shoes never breaking eye contact with mine. Standing at the edge of the bed, he turned on the radio and began slowly removing his clothing. I was mesmerized by the graceful movements he was making. As more of his naked, beautiful body came into view, my arousal level increased as did my breathing rate. At 6 feet 3 inches tall, his body looks like that of pro wrestler. His broad chest and stomach are rippled with well-defined muscles. Strong, thick arms look like they could crush you with very little effort. He has the same golden blond hair as I do with piercing hazel eyes. A slim, pug-like nose over full lips completes a face a sculptor would love. His very thick, 8-inch dick was pointed towards his stomach, dripping with precum. When he was completely naked, he crawled on the bed and kissed me deeply. As he continued to probe my mouth with his tongue, he carefully undressed me piece by piece. Once my hard cock was revealed, he got into a 69 position and swallowed every inch with a loud moan. I was so hot as I took his turgid member in my mouth. We continued to suck each other for what seemed like forever. Pulling my cock out of his hot mouth, he moved around between my legs. Pushing my legs in the air, he dove at my ass and began eating me out with a vengeance. Once Dad had me spit-lubed enough, he moved his hard cock into position. Catching my eyes, he slowly entered me allowing me to adjust for each inch he inserted. When I told him I was ready, he withdrew and started fucking me completely. The longer we were together, the hotter we became. Soon, we were both ready to shoot. Begging him to make me cum, he reached for my cock and stroked me quickly. After a couple of jerks, I shot all over my chest as I felt him unloading in my tight chute. He continued pumping until we both finished our orgasms, falling next to me and pulling out of my well-fucked ass. That turned out to be only the first of many encounters between us. DARYL I couldn't believe what I had just heard. He was doing exactly what I hoped to do. Gathering my thoughts, I asked what this had to do with Steve, He explained that he told Steve and they fought. After several days of not speaking, Steve visited and told him it didn't matter as long as Mike really loved him. With tears in his eyes, Mike grabbed Steve and kissed him. They have been honest ever since that day. Both have decided it would be okay to have other partners as long as they talked about it after it happened. These extra-curricular activities must also be one-time events, no repeats. The only exception was Mike's father. Steve accepted that relationship would continue no matter what. "Be honest with Kirk," he said plainly. "Make certain he understands that it was a one-time mistake. You love him and must show him." Thanking him for his advice, Mike left to go home. Picking up my personal phone, I dialed the hotel where Kirk was staying in Milwaukee. Asking for Kirk's room, I was shocked when a strange, sleepy male voice answered. I just quietly hung up, wondering who it could have been. Maybe I got the wrong room, so I called back. The same voice responded and I asked for Kirk. A few seconds later, Kirk's drowsy voice filled the phone. I cried as I hung up again. Almost immediately my phone rang but I merely ignored it. Rushing myself through a shower, I slowly crawled into bed, turned the radio to the oldies station, and tried to fall asleep. Tossing and turning, I couldn't find a comfortable position until well after midnight. The phone had rang several more time before stopping. Then the dream began, as always, with me at my favorite lake. Wrapping me in his strong, muscular arms around my body, we gently lowered ourselves to a blanket he laid on the sand. Removing my jeans completely, our lips met, our tongues fighting for supremacy. Hands roamed over private places and dicks met in a puddle of precum. The moment got more intense as he started at my ear and tongued his was, teasingly, towards my throbbing erection. Every movement caused me to moan and squirm uncontrollably. He reached my hard cock and I could feel his fiery breath. I shook as his tongue traced a path closer and closer to my erection. With his right hand cradling my balls, Dad licked from the base to the tip, swabbing the leaking fluid with a smile. Using his left hand to hold the base, he swallowed me to the bottom of my dick. Sucking in his cheeks, he moved slowly up and down causing me to shake and twitch violently. Moaning and begging for release, I ran my fingers through his damp hair. As I felt my orgasm building, I began calling his name until I heard it ringing in my ears. Then I realized it was my phone yet again. Once more, I had cum in my sleep. Groggily, I reached over and picked up the receiver. "Hello sexy." Kirk purred through the phone. "Did you call last night?" "Yes but who answered. It sure wasn't you." I barked. As I waited for a response, I sat up and lowered the radio. "What's going on?" Kirk was silent for a moment, then I heard his tears falling. "I'm sorry," he cried. "My grandmother died last night and my cousin John was here. We were both upset and ended up in bed together." He was bawling almost uncontrollably at this point. I felt like a piece of shit. "Oh my God, I'm so sorry about you gram." I stammered clumsily. "I have to confess that I slipped myself. Mike and I got drunk while studying last night and we fooled around too. I'm sorry. You know I love you." We talked about our indiscretions and realized that both were mistakes we could get past. Kirk still loved me and I loved him. He told me about all the arrangements for the funeral and asked if I could come be with him. Calling my father into my room, I explained the situation and he talked to Kirk. After getting the info from him, Dad said he would drive me up so I could support Kirk. Kirk and I talked for a few more minutes before I got up to get ready to go. This is the moment I have been waiting for to seduce my father. As I was packing, Mike called to see how I was. I told him about Kirk and his problems and said my dad and I were going to Milwaukee for the funeral so I would see him in a couple of days. Then Dad and I threw our bags in the car and headed out on the road. The whole was to Milwaukee, Dad and I talked about my relationship with Kirk. I told him everything from the beginning until now. Why lie? He listened and asked a question here and there to clarify my story. By the time we got to the hotel, Dad told me he loved me and was happy. He did ask how Kirk's parents felt. I really wasn't sure so I told him that. We had been friends forever so I hoped they would accept us. I prayed it was going to be okay. When we got to the hotel, Kirk was waiting in the lobby with his mom, Helen, and his dad, Rich. I was so excited to see him. Without thinking, I ran over and kissed him deeply. Seconds later, we both remembered we weren't alone. Turning around, we looked anxiously at our parents. Helen smiled and said "Well, I figured this would happen sooner or later. Daryl is all he ever talks about. It's okay boys, we're happy for you." "Just be careful and don't hurt each other," Rich added in his best dad chuckle. My dad came over and hugged us both and told Kirk to call him Dad. He also reminded me that I was a lucky boy to have Kirk and to treat him special. We both blushed and returned the hug. Since it was shortly after 1 in the morning, Kirk's parents told us to go get set up in "our" room and that we would meet for breakfast later. I took my bag in one hand and Kirk in the other and off we went. We heard the adults laughing behind us about young love. Once in "our" room, we locked the door. I took Kirk's face in my hands and kissed him passionately. There was only the small light in the bathroom on as we worked our way to the bed. Falling onto the soft mattress, I rolled Kirk on his back and slowly began stripping his clothes off. He was returning the favor with as much passion as I. Then he surprised me by flipping my over and taking command. Kirk gingerly nibbled his way to my cock, teasing every sensitive area on the trip. Once there, he swallowed me whole, causing a load groan to come from me. Begging for release, he ignored my pleas and crawled between my thighs. Raising my legs to his shoulders, he began rimming me until I was dripping with his spit. Aiming his rigid cock at my hole, he entered me slowly and allowed my ass to stretch before moving. Once I relaxed, he fucked me with wild animal strength. This was new for us, since I had so far only fucked him. I was in heaven and though we would have to continue doing this to each other. Soon his tempo increased and I sensed he was close. Grabbing my own dick and stroking it, I gasped "I'm cuming!!!!!" Before I even finished, my dick erupted all over my face and chest. Seeing this and feeling my ass spasm, he growled "Oh Fuck! Here comes mine!" I could feel his hard-on thicken and flood my ass. He pumped until his orgasm subsided and then collapsed on top of me, sticking to my cum-covered chest. As we waited for our breathing to slow down, I stroked his hair ad kissed the top of his head. Kirk carefully got up and brought a washcloth to clean us up. I then pulled him next to me and we sat on the bed, cuddling. "Do you really forgive me?" I asked quietly. "I shouldn't have slept with Mike. We were looking at the letters from his Dad to mine and we got hot and bothered. You know I love you, right?" He looked up and smiled. "Do you forgive me? Grief is no excuse for what I did. John and I just needed to feel safe and loved. I love you too silly fool." "Is John cute, at least?" I asked sarcastically. "YES! But don't get any ideas. From now on you belong to me." he laughed. We set the alarm clock and snuggled under the covers. I pulled Kirk close to me so I was spooning him and we both drifted off for a few hours sleep. TO BE CONTINUED...