Date: Fri, 29 Apr 2011 12:47:23 -0700 (PDT)
From: Bernie Clark <bernieclark2@yahoo.com>
Subject: Dmitri's Awakening/ Incest/ Chapter One.

Dmitri's Awakening

By

Bernie Clark

The July day started out just like the past July days with the three H's...
hazy, hot and humid. Dmitri Saturopulous had risen at daybreak and as soon
as his eyes opened, he felt that familiar sting which had haunted him ever
since he had arrived home two days previous and found that his wife had
left him.

Dmitri and his wife Rose had been married just over sixteen years when he
had come home from work and found her note on the table beside the bed. He
remembered his friends and family telling him that his marriage would never
last. He had gotten Rose pregnant when there were fifteen years old and
married soon after, because of their families' religious beliefs.

He looked over at the night table beside his bed and saw the note where she
had left it. He angrily picked it up and began to read it for the umpteenth
million time...

Dear Dmitri,

It is with a heavy heart that I write this letter to you, knowing that with
this letter comes the end to our marriage. With you away on the road so
much, my loneliness has lead me into another man's arms... your best
friend, David. He and I filled those many endless nights when your job kept
you from me. It was soon that his friendship turned to much more... it
turned to love. So please my sweet Dmitri, please forgive me.

Rose

PS. I left you our divorce papers to sign and send off to the address on
the manila envelope. When David and I get back from our honeymoon, I need
to speak to you about Thaddeus.

"Fuck you bitch, I am never going to forgive you... how can I, when you
left you also took my son Thaddeus, with you," he screamed out bitterly,
his heart breaking for the son that he may never see again. "I will fight
you in court for full custody of him," he added and let his mind drift away
to another time.

Dmitri began to think back to that night; two weeks ago and how it had
changed his life. He had been asleep in his bedroom and Rose had been away
at her mother's, who was sick, but now he wasn't so sure if that had even
been true. Thaddeus had asked to sleep with him, a violent storm had
awakened him and he hurried into this father's room.

"Can I sleep in here dad," Thaddeus asked as he crawled onto the bed. "I'm
afraid," he added and without waiting for his father to answer, crawled
beneath the blankets with him.

"Son...I'm naked, let me grab my boxers," Dmitri said when he felt the
warmth of his son's body against his.

Thaddeus squirmed around for a few seconds and then lifted his hand in the
air, holding his own boxers for Dmitri to see.

"So am I now dad," he whispered and tossed his boxers to the floor.

Thaddeus snuggled up as close as he could to his father's back, his young
cock pressing against Dmitri's ass.

"Goodnight dad," he whispered and was soon back to sleep, but Dmitri could
not sleep, not with his son naked and so close to him.

Dmitri knew that how they looked together could be taken the wrong way if
anyone was to see them. Here he was a grown man of thirty-one, snuggling
naked with his son. He thought about his wife and how she would look at
this, why she'd divorce him in a New York minute if she saw them together.
Knowing that he could not do a thing about the situation and also that it
was not really sexual, Dmitri soon drifted off to sleep.

"I really should have known better and did something about it then," he
said softly as his mind replayed that night and more so, the next morning.

His mind drifted to the next morning, and how he had awoken to find his son
sucking on his cock. Dmitri panicked when he saw that the blankets had been
tossed aside and his son was kneeling between his legs, his head bobbing up
and down on his cock...and with the expertise of someone that had evidently
done this before.

"What the fuck are you doing," he cursed, looking down at his son and
pushing him away.

"Thanking you for letting me sleep with you dad," Thaddeus replied and went
back down on Dmitri's cock.

"Stop son... oh my sweet God this is wrong...so wrong," Dmitri said pushing
his son off of his cock yet again.

"Why dad, didn't it feel good...didn't I do it right?" he asked, tears
forming at the corner of his eyes.

"Yes it felt good Thad, but you're my son and this is so wrong. Sex between
a father and son is not only wrong, but society would have my ass tossed
into prison and the key thrown away for allowing this to happen," he told
Thaddeus.

"Only if they found out dad, and I am surely not going to tell anyone. I
have been in love with you for so long dad, so please allow me to pleasure
you."

Thaddeus lowered his head and his mouth fully engulfed his dad's cock once
again. Dmitri knew that it was wrong, but he could not deny that it felt so
good, especially now that his wife seemed to be turned off with sex.

The wetness and the warmth of his son's mouth, as it slid so silkily up and
down his cock felt like heaven to Dmitri, whose hands moved to his son's
head as if they had a will of their own, gliding Thaddeus' head up and
down.

Just when he felt his father's cock ready to explode, Thaddeus removed his
mouth and crept upward, placing his mouth against Dmitri's in a kiss that
was hot and long. Thaddeus parted his father's lips and thrust his tongue
deep into the warmth of his dad's mouth, while Dmitri's arms wrapped around
Thaddeus' waist, pulling him tightly to his chest.

"Oh fuck...so now you stop just when I am about to come. Where did you
learn how to suck cock like that son," he asked once their kiss was broken.

"You might call me a slut dad, but I have blown most of my soccer team when
we were in the shower after the game," Thaddeus told him. "Now don't get
angry dad, but I have also blown my coach," he added, and Dmitri made a
mental note to address this with the coach...today.

"My God son, how can you allow yourself to be so degraded like that?"

"I've been fucking around with most of them, ever since I was fourteen,
dad. So I figured that I might as well enjoy them together, instead of
enjoying them separately."

"I do hope that blowing them all that you allowed with them?" Dmitri asked,
fearing his son's answer.

"Yeah dad, I would have loved to have been fucked by them, but I always
imagined...wanted you to be my first fuck," he said, further shocking
Dmitri, because it was now evident that his son had planned this when he
came into his bed.

Rose never spent more than a few hours away from Thaddeus, Dmitri thought,
and now she was going to be gone for at the least, three days, tending to
her mother's health.

"So how about dad, would you...could you fuck me please?" Thaddeus asked,
pulling Dmitri's mind back to the present.

"I don't know son, letting you blow me was bad enough, but to actually fuck
you...that is totally a different story," Dmitri said looking into the face
of a duplicate of himself.

"If you don't dad, I am only going to let one of my soccer friends do
it. Mike has been begging me to let him fuck me, so would you
dad...please," he said looking up at Dmitri, his eyes begging and filled
with love.

Dmitri pulled his son tightly to him, turned them over and was now resting
on top of the boy, his lips pressed to his son's in a heated kiss, while
his hand drifted over to his nightstand and the bottle of lube sitting on
it.

"If I in for a penny I might as well be in it all the way," Dmitri thought
as his kissed his way down to Thaddeus' chest.

"I guess this means yes, you'll fuck me," Thaddeus gasped out when his
father's lips began sucking on a nipple, causing the boy's back to arch up
in ecstasy.

Holding his father to his chest, Thaddeus twined his fingers through
Dmitri's hair, gasping as his father tortured the nipple before moving over
to the other.

"Yeah dad...oh fuck yeah...make me scream with delight," Thaddeus screamed
out when Dmitri's teeth bit down on the nipple.

Unable to take anymore, Thaddeus pushed Dmitri's mouth downward. Dmitri
trialed kissed down the muscular body of his son, stopping when he arrived
at the boy's cock. Dmitri licked the pearl drop of precum from the head,
before wrapping his lips around it.

Thaddeus gasped with delight when Dmitri slowly lowered his mouth
seductively down the boy's six inch cock, his hand firmly holding the boy's
balls. Thaddeus thrust his hips upward, shoving as much of his cock that he
could into his father's mouth.

Knowing that his boy was young, he knew that it would not take much to get
the boy off. True to his thoughts, Thaddeus' cock exploded, spewing his
sweet elixir into his father's mouth.

As he bucked upward with his hips, Thaddeus moaned out loudly, pure ecstasy
coursing through his young mind and body, knowing that none of his friends
had ever gotten him off, much less sucked his cock. Thaddeus knew that he
was nothing more than a fuck buddy to them, being used to satisfy their own
needs and not caring about his.

His son's cock spent, Dmitri dropped it, lifted the boy's leg up and onto
his shoulders, and then plunged his tongue deep into his sweet
rosebud. Thaddeus' head tossed left and right, while his father's tongue
fucked his virgin rosebud.

"Oh fuck dad... yeah just like that... oh fuck stop I so need you in me,"
Thaddeus screamed out.

Dmitri sat up and looked down at his son, whose eyes were hazed over with
sexual ecstasy. He too wanted this as much as Dmitri now did; after all, it
was his son, who had instigated this sexual adventure between them and not
him, so Dmitri was ready to fuck him.

"Are you sure about this son, because once we do this it cannot be undone?"

"I'm sure dad...I have never been as sure about anything as I am about
making love with you," Thaddeus said in almost a whisper, for he knew that
with the size of his father's cock, it would hurt.

Dmitri lubed his son's ass thoroughly, before adding more lube to his own
cock. With his eyes holding the gaze of his son's, Dmitri placed the head
of his cock his son's rosebud and lowered his mouth to Thaddeus' mouth in a
tender and long kiss.

As he gave Thaddeus a long, deep kiss, Dmitri gently nudged his son's legs
apart with a knee, his pink pucker lubed and ready for his entry. Dmitri
slid his cock fully into his son, and a shiver of ecstasy ran through him,
as the warmth of Thaddeus' sheath surrounded his cock.

Thaddeus gasped against Dmitri's lips, the pain so intense that he wanted
to scream, but his father's mouth recaptured his, kissing him heatedly
until the pain subsided.

Dmitri groaned with pleasure as he began to move within Thaddeus, his
thrusts were powerful and deep. Thaddeus, whose pain was now gone,
responded with thrusts of his own, his slender hips moving with his
dad's. Breaking their kiss, Dmitri moved his lips down in a trail of
kisses, until they found the sweetness of Thaddeus' tender nubs.

As he bit softly on a nub, Thaddeus' breath quickened, as sensuous shivers
coursed through his young body. Thaddeus moaned loudly, when his father's
mouth moved to the other nub, all the while his cock methodically moved
gracefully in his heat.

Knowing that his son's ass must be paining him, Dmitri pulled is engorged
cock from it and began kissing his way down to where his cock had just
been. Thaddeus closed his eyes as his father's tongue flicked across his
ravaged rosebud and gasped aloud when it delve deep into where his father's
cock had just been.

"No more dad...I so need your cock in me," Thaddeus screamed out, knowing
that if his father kept this up he would pass out from the sheer pleasure
of it.

Dmitri smiled down at his son and forcefully, quickly plunged his cock
fully back into the boy's wet, heated sheath, thrusting heatedly. He had
never experienced such a tightness around his cock before, and he knew that
if he didn't slow down, he'd come. Easing his thrusts to a gentler motion,
Dmitri lowered his mouth to Thaddeus', kissing him tenderly and long.

Time seemed to stop as the two made love, and after many long, sensual
minutes, Dmitri felt Thaddeus' ass tighten, knowing that his son was about
to experience another climax.

"Fuck me dad...hard and deep...oh fuck I'm coming," he gasped out, his
heart racing and his breathing rapid as he spewed his seed between them.

Dmitri could not hold out any longer and plunged deep and stopped, spewing
the very seed that had made his son, deep into Thaddeus' ass. One, two and
then three blasts of seed shot forth before Dmitri resumed his
thrusts. Plunging rapidly and deeply, Dmitri's eyes closed as he filled his
son's heat with his seed.

With them both gasping rapidly, Dmitri pulled his still hard cock from his
son and rolled onto his back, pulling his son over against him.

"I love you Thaddeus with all of my heart," he whispered against his son's
lips.

"I love you too dad and thank you for making my fantasy come true," he
whispered back and then kissed him.

Dmitri shook his head to clear the thoughts of that day from his mind. He
rose from the bed and walked aimlessly to the bathroom and showered. When
he re-entered his bedroom he caught his reflection in the full length
mirror and couldn't help but notice how good his body still looked.

He was a tall man, standing well over six feet tall and was what most women
had called him, sinfully handsome. His muscles were quite evident down the
full length of his body. His skin was like milk, creamy white from hours of
truck driving and no sun. His shoulders were broad and tapered down to his
narrow hips. His stomach was flat and hard with a rippling of muscles that
gave it a washboard look, which he prided himself in. His hair was coal
black and his eyes a bright emerald green, which accented a face with a
Greek strait nose, and a jaw that was square and lips that were full and
seductive. Even after he had shaven, his face still held that five o'clock
shadow that the truck stop waitresses had called sexy.

He shifted his gaze down to his manhood and stood in awe of it. It was long
and thick and at this moment it thrust strait out and away from his body,
silky looking in appearance.

"Even at thirty-one, you are fucking hot and surely someone will want you
again," Dmitri murmured as he held his cock in his hand.

He had just begun to dress when his telephone rang. He knew who it was and
hating that it could be another run, he quickly picked up the phone, ready
to tell his dispatcher no.

"Hello," he said heatedly and then listened to the gruffly voice at the
other end.

"Dmitri, Clem here, I know that you wanted to take some time off, but I am
really in a fix here. I have this customer that needs some farm machinery
delivered and I was wondering if you were up to doing a run up north to
Vermont," Clem said, hoping that Dmitri would not be angry and let him
down.

"You know that I was planning on taking a few weeks off to rest, Clem, and
still you called me," Dmitri said.

"I know buddy, but what are you going to do, sit around the house feeling
sorry for yourself?" Clem asked, causing a sudden anger to flare up in
Dmitri.

"If that is what I do, then it's my fucking business not yours Clem,"
Dmitri said angrily into the phone.

"Listen buddy, I know it's your business and I'm sorry that your wife took
off on you with your son, but I hate seeing you like this. Besides, I
really don't have anyone else that I can call to make this run."

"Ok Clem, give me a few and I'll be over to the terminal, but this is the
last run," Dmitri said and hung up.

Sighing deeply, he moved about his room, still naked, putting together
clothes that he would need for the next few days while on the road and
back. He had just finished dressing when it hit him, he had a camp in
Vermont that had been his grandparents and was now his.

When his grandmother had died, she left it to him, along with her money. It
was enough money for him to retire on and live comfortably for the rest of
his life. Dmitri had been raised by his grandparents ever since he was six;
his parents had died in a horrific car accident, leaving just him alive and
wealthy.

"I completely forgot about the camp, maybe I'll check it out and spend a
few weeks up there," he said repacking before he walked out to his rig.

He opened the door to his rig and tossed his bags into the cab before he
climbed up and in.

"What's it been, ten years since I've been to the place," he asked aloud,
to no one in particular.

His wife never liked the cabin, much less Vermont, she said that the place
was to backward and never would go up there. So he too had stopped going
and soon he had forgotten about the cabin, throwing himself into his
trucking job.

"It just might do me some good to get away from here and do some
fishing. Besides, there is no telephone so Clem won't be able to call me,"
he said grinning and then remembered his cell phone.

Dmitri was Clem's most reliable trucker and always the one that he gave the
best runs to. Dmitri had met Clem when Dmitri had finished big rig driving
school, with Clem being the only one that would give him a start. Soon they
had formed a friendship that quickly blossomed into a friendship that was
more like a father and son.

***

"I knew that I could count on you buddy," Clem said when Dmitri walked
through the door of his office.

"Just so you know Clem, once this is delivered I am taking a few weeks and
going to a cabin that I have up in Vermont," Dmitri said, smiling at the
elderly man.

"You never mentioned having a cabin before, when did this happen?" he
asked.

"It was my grandparents and I inherited it when my grandmother died. I
totally forgot about it after I moved down here to Tennessee," he
said. "And just so you know, there is no phone or electricity there, so
don't even try to get in touch with me. It's been almost three years since
I've taken time off, so this is where I will be," he added.

"You deserve the time buddy and who knows, maybe you'll meet someone up
there, even if they are a damn Yankee," Clem teased, and then they both
laughed.

"I am not about to go from the frying pan and into the fire, Clem. I am
going up there to check on the condition of the cabin and do some fishing."

"I wish I could take the time and go with you buddy, but since my partner
Harold died, I'm to only one left to run this here business. His widow just
asked me yesterday if I would be willing to buy her out of Harold's share
of the business."

Dmitri took a few moments to think before turning back to Clem.

"I tell you what Clem, how about I buy her out and we become partners? I
have a few bucks saved and that way we can both have some time off now and
then."

"That would be great Dmitri, and heaven knows the last time I took some
time off," Clem's face shown bright with excitement over the thought of
being partners with Dmitri, he had long looked at him as the son that he
never had and when he died, he would be leaving the business to him.

"You let me make this run and I'll see you in two or so weeks to finalize
the deal, ok," he asked.

"No problem buddy, and I'll give her a call and get the necessary papers
drawn up, but if you get bored and want to come on back early, well just
give me a call before leaving, in case I have a run for you," he told him
as the two men shook hands.

"Don't count on me leaving early; I might just be walking into two weeks of
hard labor. I haven't been to the cabin since my grandfather died and that
has been over ten years now."

***

Dmitri had dropped off his farm machinery to the customer and took off for
the Champlain Islands. His cabin was nestled in the woods up in South Hero
and far away from any other cabins. It sat on a high ridge overlooking Lake
Champlain on sixty acres, with the cabin smack dab in the middle of the
land.

"It doesn't look like it's in to bad of a condition," he whispered as he
rode down the overgrown rode which lead from the rode down to the cabin.

It was a modest log cabin with three rooms, a kitchen, living room and one
bedroom. There weren't too many windows along the back of the cabin,
because the front, which overlooked the lake, was all windows. A large deck
ran the full length of the front with a staircase that lead down to the
shore.

"A little elbow grease and I'll have this place looking spiffy in no time,"
he said, stepping out onto the deck.

He unlocked the doors that lead out onto the deck and stepped out into the
bright sunshine. It was a beautiful day; the sky was clear and blue with a
light breeze blowing off of the water. He watched two sailboats sailing by
and he waved back when some guy on one of them waved to him.

He went down to the pump house and tried to fire up the propane generator
that would provide electricity for the cabin.

"Ok...so I lied about the place having electricity," he said to himself
chuckling, remembering having told Clem that the cabin had none.

The generator wouldn't start and then he remembered that there hadn't had a
delivery of propane since the last one that his grandfather had gotten. He
pulled out his cell phone and called information and was connected to a
local business that was the propane dealer for the area.

"I have a truck up there, give me a moment and I'll see if he can stop by
and get you delivered today," the woman told him and then put him on hold.

She came back on the phone a few minutes later and told him that the truck
would be there soon. He thanked her and hung up and went to sit on the
deck. He grabbed a few beers from the cooler and was drinking the second
one when he heard the sound of a truck as it rumbled down the dirt
driveway.

Setting his beer on the table beside his chair, Dmitri hurried through the
house. He got to the door just when a young man of about nineteen was
climbing from the truck.

"Damn, that was quick," he thought as he walked out to the kid, noting the
sweat that covered his brow. "It's a hot one today," he said and noticed
how the kid was looking at him.

"My word mister, you are as white as snow," he said looking at the hair
covered chest of Dmitri, noticing the contrast that his black hair made
against the whiteness of his skin.

"I'm a trucker and don't have time to lie around in the sun," Dmitri
replied, now self conscious of his whiteness.

Dmitri stood back and watched as the kid first bled the tank and then
hooked up the hose to the propane tank and began filling it. The sun was as
hot as hell and the kid was dripping with perspiration.

"Anymore deliveries today," Dmitri asked.

"Nope, you're the last one. I would have been done sooner, but mom called
and said that you needed a delivery. I don't ever remember making a
delivery here before," he said.

"It's been over ten years since the last delivery. If this is your last
run, would you like a beer and maybe take a swim before heading back, or do
you have to get right back?" he asked, feeling rather lonesome way out in
the middle of nowhere.

"A beer and a swim sounds great," he said watching the meter on the truck
as the propane continued to flow. "It's just me and mom now to run the
business since dad died last year," he told Dmitri.

"So what's the name, mine is Dmitri," he said, happy to have the company.

"Jason, but most everyone calls me Jay," he said and offered his hand to
Dmitri, who shook it firmly.

"Just come on inside when you're done and grab a beer from the cooler in
the kitchen. I'll be on the deck trying to grab a few rays," he told him.

"You know, can I take a rain check on the beer, my mother will worry about
me having a beer and driving," Jason said.

"No problem, stop by whenever you like Jason. I am here for a couple of
weeks doing nothing but fishing and tanning."

***

Jason finished the delivery and thanked Dmitri for the offer before
leaving. Deciding to clean the cabin later when the sun went down, Dmitri
fired up the generator and went back out on the deck to tan. He stripped
naked and stretched out on a chaise lounger and soon he was sound asleep.

Jason, having dropped off the truck back at the business and changing his
mind again about that beer and swim, was now driving down the long dirt
rode that lead to Dmitri's cabin. He really wanted a swim and that beer
sounded good also. He pulled his pickup truck to a stop, got out, and
knocked several times on the door of the cabin. When he got no answer he
tried the door and found it locked.

"Hello...Dmitri," he called out but still got no answer.

He walked around the house and found Dmitri asleep on the deck and turning
red. But it wasn't his redness that got his attention; it was Dmitri's
naked body. Jason stood there for several minutes looking at how well built
Dmitri was. He slowly, quietly climbed up onto the deck and took a long,
sensuous look at Dmitri's body.

"If you stay like that much longer you'll be a red as a cooked lobster,"
Jason said when he noticed that Dmitri was stirring.

"Jason buddy...grab a beer from the kitchen and join me," Dmitri said
sleepily as he sat up, forgetting that he was naked.

Returning with two beers, Jason set one beside Dmitri and took the seat
beside him, so that he could continue to look at the man.

"Oh fuck I'm naked," Dmitri shouted when he was fully awake and quickly got
up, flinching with pain from the sunburn.

"Don't worry about it man, after all we are both men," Jason said. "I'd be
more worried about that burn if I were you," he added.

"Wanna grab a swim, maybe the cool water will ease the burn's pain," Dmitri
asked.

"If you don't mind me skinny dipping," Jason asked, his eyes taking in how
well Dmitri was endowed.

"Like you said...we're both men so why worry, after all, that is how I plan
to swim. I cannot remember the last time that I owned a bathing suit, much
less went swimming," he said and watched Jason as he stood and began
stripping.

Jason was shorter than Dmitri, but was just as muscular. His long blond
hair hung just past his shoulders, framing a very handsome face. His eyes
were ice blue and his face seemed perfect.

"You're staring at me," Jason said after he had removed his shorts and
noticed how intent Dmitri was looking at his manhood.

"I am...I'm sorry Jason," Dmitri said and turned quickly, showing his ass
off to Jason.

"Don't worry about it, I have been stared at many times by the babes," he
proudly said as he pulled a couple of times on his thick cock.

"Last one in buys the beers," Dmitri said and raced down the stairs to the
lake, but Jason simply dove from the deck which hung out over water.

"Ten years ago I could have done that myself," Dmitri said when Jason
resurfaced beside him.

"I bet you still could Dmitri," Jason teased and then plunged Dmitri
beneath the water.

They swam and played for the better part of an hour, before climbing the
stairs to the deck and more beer. Sitting around naked, they drank and
talked until the sun yielded its light to the darkness.

"I'd better be going," Jason said and they both rose but Jason was so
inebriated that he fell against Dmitri.

Dmitri caught him and held him tightly to him, cock to cock, and Dmitri's
heart racing. Jason's eyes were glossed over when he looked up at Dmitri
and for a long moment they were both silent.

"I think that you had better consider spending the night buddy," Dmitri
said, his mouth but a breath away from Jason's.

"Can I trust you to take advantage of me?" Jason asked, but Dmitri knew
that he meant to not take advantage of him.

"I would never take advantage of you or anyone else when they are drunk,"
Dmitri said.

"Damn you are slow on the uptake man," Jason said as he stared into
Dmitri's eyes. "I expect you to take full advantage of me...handsome," he
whispered and then pressed his lips to Dmitri's.

Dmitri pulled Jason tighter to him and kissed him long and hard. Jason
loved being kissed by a real man; his ex-lover had been too feminine for
him, so they had broken up a month ago.

Noticing that Jason was having a hard time walking, Dmitri bent, swept
Jason into his arms and carried him into the bedroom. Jason wrapped his
arms around Dmitri's neck and pulled him down onto the bed with him.

"Are you sure about this Jason, for I feel like such a heel doing this,
what with you drunk and all."

"Who's drunk, I have been hoping that you and I could do this ever since I
arrived earlier and found you naked. So I guess it is I that is taking
advantage of a great situation," he whispered as he gazed into those green
eyes of Dmitri's.

"Well with that being said...how about less talk and more action," Dmitri
whispered back and then kissed Jason long, hard and deep.

"Mmmmm," Jason moaned, wrapping his legs around Dmitri's waist.

When they had broken their kiss, Dmitri leaned up and while looking into
Jason's baby blue eyes, whispered softly to him.

"I take it that you want me to fuck you," he whispered with Jason's legs
still wrapped around Dmitri's waist.

"You're not as slow as I thought, handsome," he said and reached down with
his hand and guided Dmitri's cock to his waiting sheath, gasping when
Dmitri fully entered him.

"Did I hurt you handsome," Dmitri asked, his manhood fully bedded inside of
Jason.

"Deliciously hurting...but who's complaining," he whispered to Dmitri, who
was now rhythmically thrusting deeply inside Jason's heat.

Dmitri never considered himself gay, but yet here he was fucking a guy and
just a few weeks after he and his son had made love together. Dmitri missed
his son, after that first time lovemaking, they made love every chance they
could until Rose had taken the boy and moved away.

"Why are you stopping," Jason asked, bringing Dmitri back to the task at
hand... fucking Jason.

"My mind drifted off for a moment there," he offered and began his thrusts
once again.

Jason pushed Dmitri away, causing Dmitri's cock to pull from Jason's heat.

"I'm sorry... I really shouldn't have done that," Dmitri said, thinking
that he had offended Jason.

"Shhhh and just lay back, let ole Jason do his thing," Jason said and once
Dmitri was lying on his back, Jason climbed on him, straddling Dmitri's
hips and lowering his ass down unto Dmitri's throbbing hardness.

"Ooooooh fuck baby," Dmitri cried out as the tightness of Jason's sheath
surrounded Dmitri's manhood, convincing him that he would no longer look to
a woman for sexual satisfaction, but always to a man.

Jason began a slow easy ride, rhythmically lifting and lowering his ass up
and down on the throbbing hardness of Dmitri, causing both men's eyes to
close and savor the ecstasy of the moment. With Dmitri's hands resting
firmly on Jason's hips, Jason ran his long fingers through the silky
softness of his lover's body hair, pausing to pinch Dmitri's taught
nipples.

"Mmmmm," Dmitri moaned, thrusting upward into Jason's heat.

Jason rode his lover's cock slowly, not wanting their sexual tryst to
end. Jason was falling in love with Dmitri, how could he not, for Dmitri
was the epitome of men. He was masculine to a fault and sinfully handsome,
just what Jason had found lacking in his past lover.

Gazing up into Jason's eyes, Dmitri also was falling in love. But his mind
worried about their age difference, for he was over ten years older than
Jason. He worried about pleasing him when they grew older, not wanting to
experience another breakup like he did with his wife.

"I'm close baby...oh so close," Dmitri moaned when he felt his seed rising
within him.

His body was filled with liquid fire it seemed, and he was struggling to
hold back so that his lover could climax as well.

"So am I handsome... don't hold back any longer," Jason moaned, quickening
his rhythm.

Their bodies rose and sank together as the moved quickly to their sexual
edge. Dmitri's hands were tightly gripping onto Jason's hips and his eyes
were locked with those of Jason.

"Oh fuck... coming handsome," Jason cried out and spewed his seed in long,
thick ropes across Dmitri's body, the first blast hitting Dmitri's mouth.

"Mmmmm," Dmitri moaned as his tongue swiped the liquid heat from his lips
and he savored the taste, being his first taste of this man's sweetness.

Jason's hand rapidly jerked his cock, as his ass hopped feverishly up and
down on Dmitri's cock, urging his seed forth.

"I'm coming baby...aaaaggghhh fuck take it," he howled, his hands rapidly
moving Jason up and down on his aching, spewing cock, his liquid heat
filling the man.

Spent and exhausted, Jason rose off of Dmitri's cock and fell down on his
back beside him, both gasping for normal breathing as they laid side by
side. Dmitri turned and pulled Jason to him, their lips meeting in a heated
kiss.

"I'm falling in love with you Jason," Dmitri whispered, his mouth but a
breath from Jason's.

"So am I lover...so am I," he gasped and then pulled Dmitri on top of him.

Jason reached down and led Dmitri's still hard cock to his ass and urged
him in. The men's bodies moved together in perfect harmony as they each
realized another climax and then rolled apart, each satisfied to the
fullest. Easing Jason into his arms, Jason's back to him, they soon fell
asleep and Dmitri for the first time since his marriage had ended was
contented.

***

"What do you mean, you don't know where Dmitri is, you always know where he
is," Rose shouted into the phone, angry at Clem for his lack of information
about Dmitri.

"I told you Rose, Dmitri left for a two week vacation and didn't tell me
where he was going," Clem lied, hating what the woman had done to his
friend.

"If he calls you, you had better tell him to call me at this number," she
angrily said and then gave Clem her new cell phone number.

"Whatever Rose, but I doubt that he'll call me," he reiterated, causing her
to quickly hang up.

"That man is so fucking frustrating," Rose said to David. "What'll happen
to Thaddeus if he shows up and finds Dmitri gone?" she asked.

"The boy is old enough to take care of himself, after all, you did say that
he knows where Dmitri hides his spare key to the house," David told her,
holding her tight in her arms and kissing her brow softly.

***

Thaddeus opened the front door of his father's house and stepped into the
silent darkness. He called out to his father, but when he got no response,
he pulled out his cell phone and called his dad, desperate to hear his
dad's voice.

"This had better mean that you are either dead or dying, Clem," an angry
Dmitri said sleepily.

"Dad...its Thad, where are you," he said, his voice quivering at the sound
of Dmitri's.

"Thad...where are you son," he said, sitting up and turning on the bedside
lamp.

"At your house dad, but where are you," Thaddeus asked once more.

"I'm at my cabin in Vermont, and just what are you doing there at my
house. I thought that you were with your mother and her back stabbing new
husband," he bitterly said.

"I was dad, but I ran away while they were making love. I need you
dad...please let me come live with you," he begged.

"I want you to write down this address, its Clem's house and he'll put you
on a bus to Vermont," Dmitri said, his heart racing at the thought of his
son back in his life again.

"Son...he never mentioned kids to me," Jason thought as he listened to
Dmitri's conversation. "Just what I need, some damn kid causing problems
for me and his dad," he thought looking over at Dmitri.

"Ok dad got it," Jason said once he had written the address down.

"My cabin is in South Hero, Vermont, but I'll pick you up at the bus
terminal in Burlington son," Dmitri instructed him.

"I'll see you tomorrow dad," he said softly and fighting back tears. "I
love you dad and I can't wait to be with you," he added before hanging up.

"When were you going to tell me that you had kids," Jason asked coldly, as
he looked over at Dmitri. "How old is he and is he going to be living
permanently with you?"

"What the fuck is the third degree for, he's my son and yes he's going to
live with me permanently...why?"

"I was hoping that it would be just you and I living together sweetheart,"
Jason said and snuggled over closer to Dmitri.

"I wasn't aware of asking you to move in, after all Jason, we just met and
know nothing about each other. I will admit that I loved the sex that we
had, but that was just it, it was just sex."

"I give you my body and tell you that I'm falling in love with you," Jason
said angrily, his voice thick with emotion. "I thought that when you said
that you may be falling in love with me, that we would move in together."

"Whoa man... I will admit that I felt something for you, but moving in
together... let's take a step back and regroup here," he said, running his
fingers through his hair in frustration.

"So what are you saying Dmitri... I was just a one night stand and
goodbye?"

"Are you always this dramatic or what Jason, because you are really
beginning to piss me off," Dmitri said and then got up from the bed,
stepping over to the window.

He gazed for quite sometime out the window at the lake, smiling at how the
moon's light danced upon the water. Remembering the lovemaking that he and
his son had shared, Dmitri turned to speak to Jason.

"What are you doing, Jason," he asked when he saw Jason standing there
dressed.

"I'm going home, you had your sex and I am glad to know where I stand now
and not later," Jason said and then walked from the room.

"Well good riddance and don't come back, unless its to make a delivery,"
Dmitri said as he followed Jason to the door and slammed it once Jason
left.

To be continued...

I know that its been a while since I have had a story here, but life has
been good to me and now I am back writing. Let me know what you think at my
new email address: bernieclark2@yahoo.com

Thanks Bernie