Date: Wed, 6 Mar 2013 16:23:35 -0600
From: Jim Vance <jimvance2@hotmail.com>
Subject: Going Small Town 3-4

                      Going Small Town
                        By Jim Vance
                 Copyright 2013 by Jim Vance
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                            Three
   I heard a car at the front of the house and we walked
back to see who it was. I saw Ed and Tom get out of a truck.
   "What do you think?" Ed asked Dad.
   Tom smiled at me. I walked over to him.
   "I got a phone!"
   "That's great, Dave. Do you like the house?"
   "I've lived in apartments my whole life. I don't know
anything about them. Plumbing and stuff." Tom nodded. "I
like the fact that the houses aren't real close together. I
will be nice to be able to turn the stereo up without
neighbors pounding on the walls."
   "Yes, I guess that's true. I've always lived in houses
and thought living in an apartment would be neat."
   "Do you know who lives on the other side of those
bushes?"
   "Nobody. It's an empty field."
   "That's great!" I said. Tom nodded.
   "I really hope you move here."
   Tom walked over towards the bushes and I followed him.
   "You like guys, right Dave?"
   "Yes. Like I said, that's why my mom kicked me out."
   "Your dad is gay, too, isn't he?"
   "Are you, Tom?"
   "Oh god, yes!"
   "Dad says he's bisexual."
   "Oh. So he might have a girlfriend soon," Tom said. I
got mad, but then I realized I had to act like it might
happen.
   "I guess he could."
   "Do you think your dad would like me?"
   I stared at Tom. He wanted my dad! I panicked. Then I
got mad again.
   "Uh. Uh. But you have Ed!" It just came out of my mouth.
I closed my eyes. I could feel the king of all blushes
breaking out all over my entire body.
   Tom laughed. "I had a lobster that color!"
   I opened my eyes and laughed.
   "You were jealous!" Tom said. I had no idea what to say.
I was getting scared. I had no idea what to say.
   "Do you think Ed is handsome, Dave?"
   "Oh, yeah. Not as handsome as." Tom smiled.
   "As your dad?" I was definitely scared.
   "Why are you prying?" I asked.
   He smiled. "I don't have any friends. I would really
like to have one or more, even, but a lot of people wouldn't
understand."  Then it hit me. He was hoping Dad and I were
like them.
   "You and Ed are very close."
   "Yes."
   "Dad and I are very close."
   "We were hoping that was true." I stared at Tom and
realized something. They had to hide everything from
everybody. The same way Dad and I would have to do.
   "You want friends who don't think it's odd that you and
Ed."
   "Exactly! That is exactly it!" Tom said.
   "I guess hiding everything gets old."
   "Yes. We mostly stay in the house. But we can all go
fishing together and camping together and all sorts of
things. Can you imagine what it would be like with other,
uh, normal people?"
   "Impossible," I said. Tom nodded.
   "You aren't ever going to try to get Ed are you, Dave?"
   "No! Oh lord, no! You are going to try to get my dad,
are you?"
   "Never." I smiled and hugged him. He hugged me back.
   Dad and Ed walked up to us.
   "What do you think, Davey?" Dad asked.
   "Let's get it, Dad." Dad smiled.
   "OK!"
   "Hey, that's great!" Ed said.
   "Come on, Davey. Let's go talk to the realtor."
   "Bye, Tom!" I said.
   "See you later, Dave!"
   We got in the car. Dad started it and we took off. On
the highway, I reached for Dad's dick. He laughed.
   "Did Ed pump you for information?" I asked Dad.
   "He said some strange things."
   "Tom just about came out and admitted he and Ed are
lovers."
   Dad stared at me. "You must have misunderstood."
   "They want friends they don't have to pretend around."
   "What did Tom say?"
   "He asked if you would be interested in him."
   "What?" Dad almost shouted.
   "I got mad. I think he was prying information out of me
by making me blush." Dad groaned. "He said they wanted
friends they could do things with, like fishing and
camping." Dad stared at me again. I could tell he was
thinking. "And how hard it would be to do those things with
normal people."
   "Oh. That does make sense. I would never have thought it
of Ed."
   "Or Officer Dan."
   "No. You are right! Ed dated women, but only once. I
never thought of that before. There's no pressure for sex on
a first date and they all were first dates."
   "Tom is very smart. I don't think I can hide anything
from him, Dad."
   Dad sighed. "Well, maybe you won't have to."
   We drove back into town. We pulled up in front of a
realty company. We got out of the car and went inside.
   "Hello, Miss Irene," Dad said to a middle-age woman.
   "Hi, Jeff. And who is this?"
   "This is my son, David. I have custody of him now."
   "Welcome to Forest Grove, David."
   "Thanks. I really like it here."
   She smiled. "It is a nice place to live."
   "I am interested in the Henderson place," Dad said.
   "That's great! His son will be delighted." She sat down
at a desk and pulled a folder out of a drawer. Dad and I sat
down.
   "They were asking for sixty thousand, but they have not
had a single offer. The son just wants to get rid of it."
That was a lot more than forty thousand, which was what Ed
told us.
   "Has the house been inspected?"
   "Yes. I had that done before I listed it. You will need
to have your own inspection if you are going to get a
mortgage. Anyway, the house is in fairly good shape. There
are minor problems. One electrical outlet in the kitchen
doesn't work. The bathroom needs work. Retiling or at least
re-grouting. It doesn't have central air or heating. It has
window units. The plumbing, roof, and foundation are fine.
The roof was replaced a year ago because of hail damage. The
lot is just over four acres."
   "How many bedrooms are there?"
   "Three. Do you want to see it? I'll just get the key."
   She got a key out of a drawer and stood up.
   "Ready?"
   We drove out to the house again and went inside. It was
nice inside, the bathrooms didn't look bad to me, but Dad
agreed with her that they needed work. I looked at the
bedrooms. One was larger, so I guessed that was where we
would sleep. It would be nice to have so much room. Dad
didn't have nearly enough furniture to fill the house. I
looked out the windows. I really liked the area. In front,
across the highway that ran in front of it, was forest. In
the back, on the other side of our backyard was a pasture, I
guessed. I walked up to Dad.
   "What do you think?" he asked me.
   "I love it!"
   He grinned at me.
   "Do you want to make an offer?" Miss Irene asked.
   "Yes. Forty thousand."
   "I am pretty certain they will accept it. It really is a
good deal."
   "Why is the house so cheap?" Dad asked.
   "There are several reasons. The family wants to get rid
of it. They don't need the money, evidently. The real estate
market in Forest Grove is small. People leave Forest Grove,
few move here. The population drops every census. Locals who
are buying want newer homes that are closer in. This house
was built almost eighty years ago. Eventually someone would
buy it for the land, but Doug Henderson's son just wants to
get rid of it. He has to keep flying down here about it and
he lives in Montreal."
   "Oh, good lord! No wonder!"
   "Right."
   We drove back to the real estate office. I played with
my cellphone while Dad talked and started signing papers. I
needed to recharge it. The battery was low when I got it. I
smiled when I felt the butt plug. I wiggled in my seat and
it felt good moving around.
    Dad finished.
   "Let's go, Davey."
   "It's nice to meet you Miss Irene," I said.
   "You, too, David."
   We left and drove back to the apartment. I plugged my
phone in and went into the bedroom. I pulled my pants off
and looked at the other three butt plugs.
   "I guess you are ready for the next size!" Dad said.
   "I am."
   I bent over the side of the bed.
   "You look beautiful, baby. So ready to be fucked."
   "Or at least butt plugged," I said. Dad laughed.
   He pulled the plug out of me. It felt weird being gone.
Dad squirted some lube on the next one and pushed it slowly
inside me.
   "Push out, like you are going to the bathroom." I did
and it slipped inside me. It hurt, but Dan told me it would
stop hurting after a couple of minutes.
   I stood up. Dad swallowed my cock and started sucking
me. I moaned. Dad rubbed my balls lightly.
   "Oh, Dad. That feels incredible."
   Dad pulled off and licked my cock for a while. It was
the most incredible feeling. He began sucking me again. Dad
tugged on the butt plug and I came.
   "Daddy!" I shouted as I shot into his mouth.
   Dad squeezed every drop of cum out of my cock. He did it
three times. I grinned at him.
   "I think you liked that, Davey!"
   "I loved it! I love you!"
   "Your cum is delicious, baby."
   "I'm glad you like it."
   "It's so cool that we like each other's jizz! We can
feed it to each other all the time," Dad said.
   "It really is! It never even occurred to me that you
might like mine."
   "I love it! To tell you the truth, Davey, I've never
been with anyone who even was willing to taste my spunk. The
fact that you really want to eat it, turns me on big time."
   "Well, I do. I love the fact that it comes from my Dad's
balls. You know, that you are feeding me from your own
body."
   "Yeah, that is hot!"
   "It makes me feel so close to you, Dad."
   "Once I have my cock inside you, and I'm kissing you, we
will be as close as any father and son have ever been."
   I smiled at Dad and sighed. I was so happy.
   I fell back onto the bed, grinning. Dad climbed on top
of me and we kissed.
   After we kissed, Dad said, "Davey, I swear, if you
weren't my son and I saw you, I would probably try to figure
out how to seduce you. You really turn me on." I grinned and
shook my head. "I know I came off judgmental when we talked
about Dan, but that is only because I was worried about your
safety. I think what you did with him is incredibly hot."
   I leaned up and kissed Dad. He let me suck on his
tongue, which I loved.
   "You are my hot little fucker, baby."
   "I'm a hot little fucker?" I asked, laughing.
   "You are."
   "I'm a virgin!"
   "Speaking of that, how does the butt plug feel."
   "It hurt, but it's mostly stopped. Dan told me it would,
so I was expecting it."
   "Good."
   We kissed some more. Dad hadn't shaved and his beard
growth made him look even sexier to me.
   "Is it still hurting?"
   "No. It just feels odd."
   The phone rang and Dad got off me.
   "That's great," he said. He grinned at me.
   "No. I'll pay cash."
   "OK. Thank you."
   He hung up.
   "We've got the house!"
   I hugged Dad.
   "I'm going to call Ed and let him know."
   He called him. "Hi, Ed. It's Jeff. They accepted our
offer for the house. I am going to pay cash, so it will be
ours immediately. I want to thank you for telling us about
it. Bye."
   "I got his voicemail," Dad said.
   "Let's go to the bank! Then we can have lunch."
   I put my pants back on. I got my cellphone. It was a
little more charged.
   "Can we charge my phone in the car?"
   "We'll buy a charger for it after we go to the bank."
   We left and drove to the bank. It was right off the
square and things were starting to look familiar. I have to
admit that I was in love with Forest Grove. Everyone I met
had been nice. There was a hunky gay policeman. I liked the
fact that people knew who Dad was, like Miss Irene. In the
city, that wouldn't be the case. I didn't know much about
houses, but I knew an awful lot of cars cost more than forty
thousand, plus we had a huge yard!
   We walked into the bank and Dad spoke to someone at a
desk. We were led into someone's office.
   "Allen, this is my son David."
   "Hello, Mr. Wilson."
   "You can call me Allen." I nodded.
   Dad asked for a certified check for forty thousand. He
filled out a form and about ten minutes later, we left with
it. We walked to Miss Irene's and Dad gave it to her. She
was very happy. Happier than us, actually. Dad filled out
some more forms. He had to do some other things. I was
playing with my phone and didn't pay much attention.
   We left and walked back to his car.
   "Why was she so happy?"
   "She gets two thousand of it as commission."
   "Oh! That's worth smiling about."
   "It is."
   "I have to run some errands that are going to be boring
for you. Would you rather wait in the car or go back to the
apartment?"
   "Why don't you take me back? I can unpack and put in
another plug." Dad grinned at me.
   "I love a boy who is determined to be fucked by his
daddy."
   I laughed. "Do you love many boys that way?"
   "Seven or eight." We both laughed.
   "Oh. Wait. I just thought of somethings we can do here
first."
   We got out of the car and walked to a store called
Vick's Plumbing and Remodeling.
   We walked inside. There was a young woman looking at a
magazine. She smiled at us.
   "Hi, Jeff."
   "Hello, Melissa. This is my son David."
   "Pleased to me you, David."
   "You, too," I said.
   "I bought the Henderson place and the bathroom needs
remodeling."
   "Oh, that's great Jeff!"
   "Yeah. We are excited."
   "Let me get Wes for you," she said. She walked to the
back of the store.
   A middle-aged man came out with her.
   "Hey, Jeff!"
   "Hi, Wes. Wes, this is my son David. He will be living
with me."
   "Hello, David. Welcome to Forest Grove."
   "Thanks. I love Forest Grove so far."
   "That's terrific."
   "Wes, I bought the Henderson place and the bathroom
needs remodeling."
   "When do you want to start?"
   "Right away."
   "No problem at all. I've seen it, so I know what needs
doing. The son asked me to give estimates of repair costs.
He decided not to do it. There are two bathrooms. Both of
them need new tile and could use new fixtures."
   "How much for both?"
   "About three grand. That would include tile, floor,
fixtures, wallpaper, new tubs and toilets."
   "Let's do it."
   "That's great. Do you want to pick fixtures?"
   "No. We aren't picky."
   "The tile in there now is a pale yellow. Do you want to
stick with that color?"
   Dad looked at me. I had no idea what color the tile was
in the apartment. I never even noticed. I shrugged.
   "Yes. That's fine."
   "What about the floor?"
   Melissa showed some patterns and Dad picked one. He
looked at me, again.
   "Perfect!" I said, and he laughed.
   "As you can see, neither of us is very picky," he said,
laughing.
   Dad picked out wallpaper, too.
   He gave them a key to the house.
   "We will get started this afternoon. It's been slow. We
haven't had any other jobs."
   "One more stop, then I will drop you off at the
apartment."
   We walked a couple of blocks to another business,
Anderson Electrical. We walked inside and a gorgeous man
said, "Hey, Jeff! How are things going?"
   He looked like he was in his lower or mid-twenties. He
hadn't shaved for a few days and he was very hairy. I could
see hair peeking out of his shirt. He had a thick black
mustache, the ends of which went almost down to his chin,
and short black hair that was thin on top. If Dad ever dated
a girl, I wanted to date this man! By `date', I mean get
fucked over and over and over, of course. I felt guilty
about finding him so attractive.
   "Just great Tuck. This is my son, David."
   "Hi, Tuck."
   "Nice to meet you, David."
   "He's a good looking boy, Jeff."
   I wanted to say, "You're a good looking man," but I
didn't. I couldn't take my eyes off him. I finally looked at
Dad who was looking at me and had a little smile on his
face.
   "I just bought the Henderson place and I want to find
out how much it would cost to add central air and heating."
   "That's great! Sure!"
   He pulled out a pad and started writing.
   "David is gay, Tuck," Dad said. I stared at him. Why
would he tell someone that?
   "Hey, that is great!" Tuck said.
   "It is?" I asked.
   "Sure! If we are going to take over the town, there need
to be more of us!" Tuck said. I laughed.
   "A little birdie told me Dan Dean is gay," Dad said.
   "No shit? I kind of wondered, what with his invisible
girlfriend. Another top, though, I bet," Tuck said.
   "What do you mean?" I asked.
   "He means fucker as opposed to fuckee," Dad said.
   "I dated your Dad, David, but he would never let me fuck
him, no matter how many flowers I sent him." I laughed.
   "Tuck worked at the dealership for a while," Dad said.
   "Are you a top or a bottom?" Tuck asked me.
   "I'm a virgin. No one knows," I said. Dad and Tuck
laughed for a while. I grinned.
   "How many square feet?" Tuck asked.
   "Thirteen hundred," Dad said.
   "You want a system too, right?"
   "Yes. Everything."
   Tuck looked something up in a book and kept writing.
   Finally he said, "About eleven thousand. That includes
everything, including ducts. Most of that is the system. You
could get a cheaper one, but I don't recommend it."
   Dad thought for a minute.
   "Let's do it."
   "Great! I'll bring flowers when I come out!" Tuck said.
   "It won't do any good," Dad said.
   "They won't be for you, Jeff," Tuck said. Then he winked
at me. I felt a full body blush, with tingling and heat.
   "Wow! Your son can change color!" Tuck said. They
laughed. I was so embarrassed.
   Dad filled out a form and we left. In the car, Dad
grinned at me.
   "Tuck is very hairy. He has a big dick, though, so you
probably wouldn't like him."
   "I only want you, Dad."
   "I don't mind, Davey! Really! You are allowed to look."
I looked at him and nodded.
   "I am guessing you would like to see him naked. Would
you like to have a three-way with him?"
   "I don't know."
   "It probably isn't possible. He would probably be
disgusted by our relationship."
   "That's OK. I want you, Dad." Dad smiled at me.
   We left and Dad drove me to the apartment. I felt his
cock and couldn't wait to get it inside me again.
   "I will probably be back in an hour. I have to have the
title transferred. But I really don't know how long it will
take. I will call if it will be longer than that. I also
want to get keys made for the house. Here is one for the
apartment." He handed me a key he took from his pocket.
   "OK, Dad. I love you."
   "I love you, baby."
   I got out of the car and went into the apartment. I
plugged my phone in and started unpacking. I realized I
didn't know when we would be moving. It might be soon. I
decided just to unpack my clothes and computer. I didn't
think I would need anything else, and there wasn't much
point in finding places for my things if we would be moving
soon.
   I sat and wiggled on my butt plug. I wondered how I had
lived my whole life without a butt plug and made myself
laugh.
   The phone rang and I picked it up.
   "Hello."
   "Hi, Dave, it's Ed. Is Jeff there?"
   "No. He went to get a title or something for the house.
He thought it would take about an hour."
   "So he definitely bought it?"
   "He gave Miss Irene a certified check for the money. He
arranged to have the bathrooms remodeled, too. They are
supposed to start this afternoon. He is also having central
air and heating installed."
   "That is really fantastic, Dave. I am so happy for you."
   "Thank you, Ed. I'm glad we have friends like you and
Tom. I have to tell you that I was terrified to live in a
small town. I was afraid I would get the shit beat out of me
by drunk farmboys."
   Ed laughed for a while. "Well, I do recommend complete
privacy. Nobody needs to know anything about your personal
life. Ever."
   "I understand. Should I pretend to be straight?"
   "I think things will be easier that way. You aren't ever
going to date, are you?"
   "No. I can't imagine doing that."
   "That's what I thought. I'll tell you the truth. Most
people don't care, but there are people in Forest Grove like
your mother."
   "I'm sure of that. The church we attended was filled
with them."
   "Right. If you don't ever care to hear their opinion, I
would let them assume you are straight. Unless you have a
burning compulsion for people to know how proud you are."
   "I don't. I'll pretend I'm straight. It's none of their
business and I don't care to hear anyone's opinion. I don't
mean you. I appreciate your opinion."
   "That's great. Tom is really excited about you living
next door."
   "I am, too. I didn't have any close friends before. My
mom didn't approve or made them pray and they never came
over again."
   Ed laughed. "Oh, lord!"
   "Once a boy came over for dinner and left before she
finished saying grace."
   Ed laughed, again.
   "You made that up!"
   "Well, just exaggerated."
   He laughed some more.
   "She did once go through a phase where she thought we
should read a chapter of the bible before each meal."
   "I would get indigestion if it was the old testament!"
Ed said.
   "That was her favorite testament!"
   Ed laughed.
   "I'll talk to you later."
   "Bye."
   Ed was laughing when I heard the click. That was nice.
   I played with the phone while it was plugged in. After
about thirty minutes, I decided to put the next butt plug in
me. I reached for the one inside me and pulled on it. I
realized if I pulled one way, it felt really great. I moved
it around and moaned. Soon it would be Dad's cock inside me
and I was very excited about that. I finally pulled it out
and put it in the bathroom sink. I felt really empty without
it. I lubed up the next one, which was about the same width
as Dad's dick. I pushed it in while pushing out. It slipped
in, finally and burned like crazy. My eyes watered. Then the
phone rang.
   "Uh, hello," I gasped.
   "Davey, is everything all right?"
   "I just put the other plug in. About thirty seconds
ago."
   "Oh! I will be a little longer than I thought. Are you
hungry?"
   "A little."
   "Can you wait an hour?"
   "Of course."
   "Good. I will see you then. I will have a special
surprise. Bye."
   "Bye, Dad."
   The special surprise I wanted was his dick. I hoped that
was it.


                            Four
   I downloaded some programs to my phone. I read about
ways to hide photos on the phone and I downloaded a program
that could do it. I heard the door open and I got up.
   "Hi. Sorry to take so long."
   "Don't worry about it, Dad. Doesn't it usually take
longer to buy and redo a house?"
   Dad laughed. "Yes, I guess it does."
   "I'm wearing the big plug!"
   "Oh!" Dad grinned and took me into his arms. He kissed
me. "I bet it hurt."
   "I would rather it hurt going in than your dick."
   "That is a good point. You must really want me. That was
a big plug."
   "Are you kidding? I'm madly in love with you." Dad
kissed me again.
   Dad was holding a CD. "This is your surprise."
   "What is it?"
   "I got the impression you really liked Tuck."
   "I think he is very good looking. Not as good looking as
you, of course!" Dad grinned at me.
   "I went back to see him to ask about the system he was
going to install. All Tuck wanted to talk about was you."
   "Really?"
   "He kept asking if you were a bottom. Finally, I told
him about meeting Dan on the internet and how you wanted him
to fuck you, but that I didn't trust him. Dan, that is, not
Tuck. He tried to convince me that you really did need an
older male. I asked him if he was talking about Officer
Dan." I laughed.
   "I bet he loved that!"
   "Oh, yeah! I told him that was a good idea. Officer Dan
would keep you safe, and as your father, your safety is my
prime concern."
   I laughed. "What did he say?"
   "He sputtered for a while and said he would be much,
much better. I told him you were too young to date, but that
you might enjoy jacking off to pictures of him. Or maybe
videos like you had of Dan."
   "No! What did he say?"
   "He was too busy pulling off his clothes to speak!"
   I laughed. "I wish I had been there!"
   "Baby, you can have Tuck, if you want him. The three of
us could have a lot of fun together." Dad rubbed his thumb
over my bottom lip. "After all, you have two holes. Wouldn't
you like to have two dicks inside you at the same time,
occasionally?"
   "I would, Dad. I really wanted a three-way with Dan and
Steve. You and Tuck are both hotter than them. But is it
safe to tell him about us?"
   "I trust him. Here is what I thought we could do. I can
tell him you want to see him. Once he is here, you can ask
me if you can suck his cock. I will say yes, but that I want
to watch. We can see how he reacts."
   "That sounds like a great idea! You can always claim you
didn't want to leave me alone with him if he freaks."
   "Exactly. Do you want to suck his cock?"
   "Oh, yeah. I would love it!"
   "I thought that if he doesn't freak, I might kiss him
while you blow him. With you sucking him and me kissing him,
at that point, it will pretty much be a three-way."
   "Let's do it!"
   Dad grinned.
   "What's on the CD?"
   "The photos I just took of Tuck."
   "Oh, great!"
   "Why don't we go eat? When we get through, we can come
back here and invite Tuck over. Why jack off to pictures of
him when you can have sex with him?" I moaned and Dad
laughed.
   We left the apartment and got in the car. I squeezed
Dad's cock. We got on the highway.
   "Is it a long car drive?" I asked as I felt Dad's
erection.
   "No! Damn it!" We both laughed.
   "Tuck offered to get an HIV test."
   "He did?"
   "Yes. I mentioned that Dan wanted to fuck you without a
condom. That's when he offered to get tested."
   "You really trust him?"
   "Yes. I like him very much. We just weren't sexually
compatible. If you are having sex with him regularly, he is
not going to be seeing anyone else. That is his problem now.
He doesn't know any bottoms. Neither of us did."
   "If I'm the only bottom in Forest Grove-"
   Dad laughed. "Don't be greedy! Are you thinking about
Officer Dan?"
   "Yes."
   "Let's see how things work with Tuck. I have no idea how
Officer Dan would react. I don't really know him. It's
possible he isn't even gay. He could have just been
desperate when he rubbed his dick on Tom." I nodded. "I
really like Tuck. He's probably my best friend, now that I
think about it."
   "Is Tuck circumcised?"
   "Yes. He has a nice cock, though. It's a little bigger
than mine. His spunk tastes good and he shoots big loads."
   "Great!"
   "He really is a sweetheart. If he was a bottom, I would
have gladly been his lover."
   "Did you date very long?"
   "We went out a few times. We had oral sex quite a few
times. I kept trying to get him to let me fuck him and he
did the same thing to me. We both decided it wasn't working.
We both wanted to fuck. Neither of us thought oral sex alone
was enough." I nodded.
   We ate at a seafood restaurant on the highway. It was
very good. A nice looking man walked up to our table. He had
black hair and blue eyes.
   "Hey, Jeff!"
   "What's up, Howard?"
   "I heard the good news!"
   "Which good news?"
   "About the promotion."
   "Oh, yeah. We are out celebrating that. This is my son,
David. He will be living with me from now on." I smiled. It
would be for the rest of our lives. "David, this is Howard
Brown."
   "Hello, David."
   "Hello, sir," I said.
   "I have a son around your age, his name is Jeff, too."
   "Oh. How old is he?"
   "He's fifteen."
   "Oh. I'm thirteen, almost fourteen."
   Howard said softly, "He's always complaining that the
boys his age are shitheads. So watch out for them." Dad
laughed out loud and I smiled.
   "David, is definitely not one," Dad said. Howard
grinned.
   "He told me there is a lot of drug use at the school.
You stay away from that, David."
   "I will, sir." Howard smiled at me. He was really
attractive. I couldn't tell if he was hairy or not. I
wondered if he would think it strange if I asked him to take
off his long-sleeved shirt! I wondered if his son was
attractive.
   "School is almost out. Did you finish at your old
school?" Howard asked.
   "Yes, sir. Since I was moving and I had straight A's,
they let me skip the last week."
   "That's fantastic. Summer is never long enough when you
are young," he said. I nodded and smiled.
   "We also bought a house," Dad told Howard.
   "Hey, that's great!  I've got to run. I'll talk to you
later."
   He left and Dad paid the check. When we got in the car,
Dad said, "I had no idea you were doing so well in school!
I'm so proud of you!"
   "Thanks. I could either pray with Mom or do homework,
and I always chose homework," I told him.
   Dad laughed.
   "Well now you get to have fun!"
   "And sex!" I said.
   "Lots and lots of sex."
   "My grades may suffer a little."
   "Maybe you can study while I'm fucking you." I laughed.
   Dad pulled out his cellphone. He dialed a number and
handed the phone to me.
   "Did he like the pictures?" Tuck asked. He thought it
was Dad. It was his phone. "Did you show them to him? What
did he say? Did he jack off to them? Oh, you might not know
that. Please tell me he liked them!"
   "Hi, Tuck. It's David."
   "Uh."
   I laughed. "It's OK, Tuck."
   "How are you? I thought it was your Dad."
   "I know. It's his phone." I thought about what to say.
"I haven't seen the photos, yet."
   "Oh. Well, I hope you like them."
   "Dad asked me whether I would rather see you naked in
person instead of in photos."
   "He did? I'm shocked! And would you?"
   "Definitely. If you don't mind."
   "Hot damn! No, I do not mind!" I laughed.
   "Can you stop by the apartment later?"
   "I'll leave now."
   "We are in the car. We should be home soon," I told him.
   "I will see you soon-baby." I grinned.
   "OK-Daddy!" Tuck groaned and I hung up.
   "Hey! I am your daddy. He is just your boyfriend," Dad
said. I laughed.
   When we got to the apartment, Tuck was waiting at the
front door. He grinned when he saw us.
   While Dad was unlocking the door, Tuck put his arm
around me. I smiled up at him. Tuck had the strangest
expression in his eyes. I wondered if he was in love with
me. I figured that wasn't it. He just met me.
   "How tall are you, Tuck?"
   "Six-two."
   "Am I too short for you?" I asked, softly.
   "Oh, god, no!" he groaned.
   We walked in the apartment and Tuck pulled his shirt
off. He was very hairy. He grinned at me.
   "Does the hair bother you?" he asked. Dad laughed.
   "What?" Tuck asked.
   "I love hairy men. The hairier, the better," I said.
"Can I touch you?" I asked him.
   "Is it all right, Jeff?"
   "Sure. He was going to let a stranger and the stranger's
brother fuck him," Dad said.
   "Dad! You make me sound like a slut! How can I be a slut
if I'm a virgin?"
   "That's a good question," Tuck said. "Do you like the
way I look, Davey?"
   "I think you are very attractive."
   I ran my hands over his chest. Tuck lowered his head and
I tilted my head up. I leaned up and kissed him. Tuck took
me in his arms as we kissed. His tongue explored the inside
of my mouth while my hands explored his body. When I felt
his erection, he groaned.
   He pulled away. Tuck looked at my dad, who was grinning.
"Do you want that, baby?" he asked me. I stroked his stubbly
cheek. "Do you want my cock?"
   "Yes, Tuck."
   "Why don't the two of you strip," Dad said.
   "Only if you strip, too, Dad," I said.
   Tuck gasped, but then he grinned.
   "Have you seen your daddy's pretty dick?" Tuck asked.
   "No. I want to, though. Is it nice?"
   "Oh, yes," Tuck said. I grinned.
   "Don't be a prude, Jeff. Show your son your cock," Tuck
said.
   "No one can know about this," Dad said.
   "Of course, not!" Tuck said.
   Dad and I got undressed. Dad was grinning, so I guessed
he was happy about me suggesting it.
   Tuck pulled his briefs off and I looked at his cock.
   "Do you like it?" Tuck asked me.
   "Oh, yeah!" I said. "It's much better than photos."
   Tuck grinned at me and turned me around. "Look at your
Dad's cock," he whispered in my ear. "It's nice, isn't it?"
   "It's beautiful. So hard. I love the foreskin." Tuck
groaned. Dad grinned.
   "Son, you can look at it as often as you like," Dad
said.
   "Really, Dad?"
   "Yes, Davey."
   "Will it be hard?" I asked. Tuck gasped.
   "Probably. You look at it like you want to gobble it
down." Tuck moaned a low note.
   I turned to Tuck. "I bet you are disgusted. I didn't
mean to be so nasty."
   "I am not disgusted, baby! That's-hot!"
   I wiggled my finger down. He bent over and I whispered
in his ear, "Even though I want my Dad? That's bad, right?"
   Tuck held my face in his hands and kissed me. It was
definitely not a `you disgust me kiss'.
   "Did you know Davey wants you?" Tuck asked Dad.
   "Yes."
   "Are you angry?"
   "No. Do you think I should be?"
   "No! Definitely not."
   "Davey wants me to fuck him." Tuck gasped, again.
"That's why he's wearing a butt plug."
   Tuck turned me around and touched it.
   "If your dad won't do it, I will," Tuck said.
   "Couldn't you both fuck me?" I asked. Dad laughed.
   "You have left Tuck completely speechless!" Dad said to
me.
   I looked at Tuck. His mouth was open. He closed his
mouth and kissed me again.
   "I think I am the only bottom in Forest Grove!"
   "I think you are, baby!" Tuck said.
   "Do you want to share Davey?" Dad asked Tuck.
   "There is nothing I would like more!"
   "If you want to fuck him without a condom, you will need
to get tested."
   "Right! I'll do it."
   "Tuck, are you willing to see no one else? If you are
going to keep active with others, you will have to use a
condom."
   "Why would I want anyone else? I love both of you. We
didn't stop dating because we don't like each other."
   "Good answer!" I said.
   "Why don't you get tested? While you are going that, I
have a cherry to pluck," Dad said.
   "Oh, god! Please let me watch! Please! Please, Jeff!"
   "I'm getting the impression you want to watch," Dad
said. We all laughed.
   "Let me talk to Davey alone."
   Dad took my hand and we walked to the bedroom. He closed
the door and sat on the bed. I sat next to him and he put
his arm around me.
   "Do you want it to just be the two of us? It's fine
either way for me."
   I thought about it.
   "He said he loved me. He doesn't though, does he?"
   "I think he does. You are pretty lovable."
   "I think that if he does, I don't mind."
   "You don't want a casual acquaintance there," Dad
suggested.
   "That is exactly how I feel. It's important to me and I
only want my loved ones there."
   "That's fine. But is he your loved one? Do you love
him?"
   "I like him a lot. I think I will."
   "Good! Let's go tell him."
   "Davey and I agreed that you could be present," Dad told
Tuck.
   "That is fantastic!"
   "Tuck, we were just pretending. Dad and I have fooled
around, but he hasn't fucked me, yet," I said.
   "Davey loves cum," Dad said.
   "Like father, like son!" Tuck said.
   "Oh, I think Davey likes it more than I do."
   "I hope you like mine. I want to give you a lot," Tuck
told me. I grinned at him.
   "Why don't you go get tested? We will wait for you."
   Tuck took me in his arms and kissed me. He was a
wonderful kisser.
   "Can Tuck spend the night?" I asked Dad.
   "Please, Dad! Please!" Tuck said to Dad. Dad laughed.
   "I had already planned to ask if you wanted him to,
Davey. It's just fine. Will you mind sleeping between two
hairy, horny men?"
   "Uh, NO!" I yelled. We all laughed.
   "Tuck, if they offer hepatitis testing, have that done,
too."
   "I will. Absolutely. I'll check for herpes, too."
   Tuck started getting dressed.
   "You look so disappointed, baby!' Tuck said to me as he
tucked his shirt in.
   "You are gorgeous Tuck. Covering you up should be a
crime," I said. Tuck grinned at me.
   "Once we move into the house, you will be able to bring
your dog when you spend the night," Dad said to Tux.
   "You have a dog, Tuck?"
   "Yes. Do you like dogs?"
   "I love them! I have always wanted one."
   "Why don't the two of you spend the night at my house?
The bed is big enough," Tuck said.
   Dad looked at me.
   "It's fine with me!" I said
   "OK! We'll do that," Dad said.
   Tuck kissed me again and left.
   Dad took me in his arms.
   "I love you so much, Davey."
   "I love you, too, Dad."
   "Did you feel pressured about Tuck? I hope I didn't do
that."
   "No, Dad. Not at all. I am glad about Tuck. I will
probably want to sleep in your arms, though."
   "That's fine. I want you in my arms."
   Dad took me in his arms and we kissed.
   "Oh, shit! I wonder how Ed will feel about Tuck. If he
is spending the night at our house all the time, people will
know. We will be right next door," Dad said.
   "Ed told me he thought I should pretend to be straight.
He called when you were gone."
   "I better go talk to him. It might be better if I go
alone. He might feel bad about yelling at me if you are
there. Do you mind?"
   "No, Dad. If he is going to get mad, I would rather not
be there. I can look at the pictures you took of Tuck."
   Dad got dressed and left. I sat at the computer and put
the CD in. I looked at the photos. Tuck sure was handsome.
And hot. I stroked myself occasionally as I looked at each
shot. In one shot, Tuck's cock was all shiny.
   The phone rang and I picked it up.
   "Hello?"
   "Hello, baby." It was Tuck.
   "Hi, Tuck. I was just looking at a picture of you!"
   "Were you, baby?"
   "Yes. You are all shiny in the picture. I was wishing I
was the one who made you shiny." Tuck groaned.
   "I wish that, too." He didn't say anything for a moment.
Then he said, "You will probably think this is silly, but I
missed you." I didn't think it was silly. I was really
touched. I could feel myself falling in love with Tuck. What
if Ed got mad and Dad lost his promotion?
   "I missed you. That was why I was looking at the
pictures."
   "Oh, baby. Is your Dad there?"
   "No, Tuck. He went to speak to his boss. I'm worried."
   "What's wrong?"
   "Ed might not approve of us. The three of us."
   "Do you want a permanent relationship with me?"
   "Well, I was hoping-"
   "Don't worry. Your dad and I will figure something out."
Then Tuck whispered, "I love you."
   "I think I love you, too. If I don't, give me an hour."
Tuck chuckled.
   "Davey, you are the person I wished your dad was. I
really liked him, but he wouldn't let me-well, you know."
   "Well, I will." I laughed. "I think. I've never done it.
I may hate it!"
   "Do you want to do it? If you do, you will enjoy it, I
think."
   "I hope so. You and Dad are both counting on me!" I
laughed and he chuckled.
   "Are you sure it doesn't bother you that I want Dad?"
   "No." He started whispering. "I've been thinking about
it. The two of you don't really have a father son
relationship."
   "That is exactly it, Tuck. I met him, he's just my type,
and I want him."
   "It makes sense to me why you would feel that way. I
think it's no one's business, anyway. Even if you had a
father son relationship."
   "Thank you. I think I do feel a little guilty about it."
   "Well, don't. If you both are happy, be glad you found
each other. I'm glad.
    I looked at Tuck's cock on the computer screen. I
really wanted it.
   "Oh. I want it."
   "You want what?"
   "I'm looking at a picture."
   "Oh?" Tuck chuckled.
   "What are you doing?" I asked him.
   "I'm sitting in the clinic waiting room."
   "Oh. Tuck?"
   "Yes."
   "Dad said you shot big loads." Tuck laughed.
   "I guess I do. Are you glad?"
   "I think I am very, very glad."
   "Oh, sweetie. I can't wait to share it with you. My
underwear is getting soaked because I can't stop thinking of
you."
   "Good! I need to give you my new cellphone number,
Tuck."
   "What is it?"
   I gave it to him.
   "Got it. They are calling me. I will see you soon. I
love you."
   "I love you, too. Bye." I said that automatically. Did I
love him? I thought about him sleeping with us and I was
happy. I figured I really did love him. Or I liked him so
much I couldn't tell the difference. He seemed like a really
sweet person and Dad knew him and thought the same thing. I
felt it was safe to love him.
   I looked at the picture of Tuck's cock again. Dad could
always get another job, couldn't he?
   My cellphone rang. It was Tuck.
   "I was hoping you would call!" I said. Tuck laughed.
   "Now you have my phone number," he said.
   I saw it on my phone. I pressed a button to save his
name and number as a contact. "Oh, yeah! Thanks!"
   "See you soon. Bye."
   I decided to copy Tuck's photos to my phone. It took a
little while, but I got them on it and hidden. Now I just
needed photos of Dad.
   I sat there and tried not to worry. It was hard, though.
I really liked Tuck, and I loved the idea of having two men
all the time. I guessed I was greedy. But Dad was right. I
had two holes and I wanted a cock in each hole. Especially
when the cocks were attached to such hot men.
   I jacked off and when I was about to come, I stopped. I
knew Dad liked my cum. There was no point wasting it when I
could shoot it into my father's mouth. That sounded so
nasty, it was almost enough to make me come. Instead, I got
on the bed and moved the plug around. It sent little
pleasurable jolts through me.
   I went into the bathroom. I wanted to make sure there
was no shit on it. That would be disgusting. I didn't want
Dad to pull it out and find it that way. I pulled it out and
it hurt, but not too bad. I looked at it and it was clean. I
could feel coolness in my whole. I wondered if I was
bleeding. I rubbed my finger around my hole, which was still
open. I looked, but it was just lube. I pushed the plug back
in, groaning as I did it.
   I went back to the computer to look at Tuck some more. I
wondered what we would do if Ed said he didn't want us
hanging around with Tuck. Was it worth losing Dad's job to
be with him? I started to really worry.
   I called Tuck.
   "Tuck, are you almost through?"
   "Yes, baby. I'm just leaving."
   "Will you come over?"
   "Yes. That is where I was headed. Is everything all
right?"
   "I'm worried. I'll tell you why when you get here."
   "I'm about five minutes away."
   "OK. Bye."
   I looked at the time. Tuck made it in three. He knocked
and I let him in. I hugged him.
   "What's wrong, baby?"
   "I'm worried I will lose you."
   Tuck kissed me. He was a good kisser and the longer we
kissed, the less I worried. When the kiss was over, he got
undressed and he held me. I pressed my cheek to his hairy
chest.
   "You won't lose me. I promise you. I am surprised you
care so much. Glad, but surprised."
   "I love you."
   "Baby, I love you. I love your Dad. Everything will be
fine. Why were you worried you would lose me?"
   "Dad's boss Ed might not approve."
   "Oh. Well, if worse comes to worse, you and your dad can
move in with me."
   "Really?"
   "Sure! I've got plenty of room. If Jeff gets fired, I
can support us until he gets another job."
   I sighed.
   "You feel better?"
   "Yes, Tuck."
   "Let's go lie down, Davey."
   We walked into the bedroom and I watched Tuck undress.
   "God, you're so hot!" I told him. He grinned at me.
   We got in bed and kissed for a while.
   "I want to explore your body, Tux. Do you mind?"
   "Mind? I may beg!" We both laughed.
   Tuck rolled onto his back and I knelt next to him. I ran
my fingers through the hair on his chest.
   "Dad told me the kids called him gorilla boy in gym
class. You are even hairier."
   "They didn't bother me. I would have beat the shit out
of them. I was big for my age." I leaned forward and kissed
his cock. Tuck moaned.
   "You are still big," I said.
   "Your dad told me about that guy you met on the
internet. That you were beating off in front him. When he
told me, I got so jealous!"
   I smiled at him. "All the things that Dan wanted to do
to me, I want you to do every day!"
   "Every day, baby? How do you see our relationship? Are
we occasional fuck-buddies, boyfriends, lovers, or what?"
Tuck asked.
   "I don't know what a fuck-buddy is? Do they love each
other?" I asked.
   "No. Definitely not. So scratch that one."
   "I don't know, Tuck. I hope I see you all the time. I
don't know how Dad feels, but he did try to convince me to
have sex with you."
   "Did he really? I'm shocked!"
   "I didn't take much convincing. I think from the moment
I saw you, I thought damn, I have to have that incredible
man."
   Tuck pulled my mouth to his and we kissed. He rolled me
onto my back and lay on top of me. He kissed my lips, chin,
and ears. He licked my lips and then pushed his tongue back
into my mouth. We kissed.
   I absolutely loved being under him. Feeling his big
masculine body pushing me down against the mattress. I
didn't want it to ever end.
   "That makes you my lover, Davey. We are making love."
   I smiled at him. "I'm glad you are my lover. I do love
you."
   Tuck kissed me so well and for so long that I forgot
everything.
   "Being under you feels so perfect, Tuck." He smiled and
stroked my cheek.
   "You are a bottom. Where else did you think you would
be?" he said. I guess it was true. He was on top and I was
the bottom. I loved being the bottom!
   "I want to spend a lot of time under you, Tuck," I said.
Tuck kissed me again.
   "Did you start without me?" Dad asked.
   I laughed. "I would get up and kiss you, but Tuck just
got comfortable," They both laughed. Tuck got off me.
   I got up and hugged Dad. "I was so worried!"
   "Why?"
   "I was afraid you'd get fired or Ed would say we would
have to pretend to be straight or anything! What did he
say?"
   Dad didn't look upset, so that was good.
   "He was disappointed. Not mad. He knows I used to date
Tuck. Everyone in town does. He feels if he associates with
us too closely, it will hurt his reputation."
   "Oh," I said. There went our friends!
   "It's his loss, Davey," Dad said.
   "I feel sorry for Tom."
   "You can still be friends with Tom. We discussed that.
As long as people think Tuck is dating me, and they think
you are straight, Ed doesn't see a problem with you and Tom
doing things together."
   "Oh, that's great!" I smiled. I was so relieved. "I love
both of you, but-"
   "I know, baby. You need at least one friend!"
   "Right! I was afraid I would lose Tuck."
   Dad looked surprised. "Tuck, I think you have a new
boyfriend."
   "Davey is my lover. I want you to be, too," Tuck said.
   I looked at Dad and he looked at me. I smiled.
   "That's fine. You still aren't fucking me, Tuck," Dad
said.
   All three of us laughed.
   "Davey, Ed gave me Tom's phone number. I got the
impression he wanted to speak to you soon." Dad handed me a
piece of paper.
   "OK." I got out of bed. I got my cellphone and went into
the living room to call him.
   "Hi, Tom. It's-Dave." Dad could call me Davey, and maybe
Tuck, but I didn't want others calling me that.
   "Hi, Dave! I was hoping you would call! Are you
somewhere private?"
   "Uh, yes."
   "How do you feel about your Dad and Tuck getting back
together?" I thought. What should I say? Should I tell the
truth? I decided I couldn't keep pretending to be upset.
   "It isn't like that. Tuck, um-he liked me."
   "You have two! Oh you lucky shit!"
   I laughed. "I am! I couldn't believe it. He kept asking
me if I was a bottom. When I admitted I was, he fell in
love!"
   Tom laughed. "Do you like him?"
   "I do, Tom. A lot. He is very sweet and very hairy. I
like both of those things."
   "I heard he has a big dick."
   "It's nice sized."
   "How big?"
   I tried to estimate.
   "Hold on."
   I walked into the bedroom. Dad was talking to Tuck.
   "Do you have a ruler?"
   "I guess the mayor," Dad said. Tuck laughed.
   I had to think for a minute what he meant. "No!" Dad
laughed. "There is one in the top drawer of the desk."
   I got it.
   "Oh, you're soft," I said to Tuck.
   "Is that why you wanted the ruler?"
   I bent down and licked Tuck's cock. It got hard fast.
   "Oh, baby! I need more than that!" he told me. I
laughed.
   "Later."
   "I am just over seven inches. You could have just
asked," Tuck said.
   "I am about six and three quarters if you need to know,"
Dad said, grinning at me.
   I went back in the living room and picked up the phone.
   "A little over seven inches," I told Tom.
   "That's pretty big! Have you had sex?"
   "No. He asked Dad if we could. Dad likes him and he said
it was OK if I wanted to. I really like him, so we will be
seeing a lot of him," I said.
   "Dad was disappointed," Tom said. "I wish he wasn't so
terrified of people talking. I made him promise we would
still go fishing."
   "Oh, great! I'm so glad!"
   "I hope we can still go camping. There's no reason
anyone would know if we go somewhere private to camp."
   "Tom, I was so afraid your stepfather would say he
didn't want you to associate with me."
   "He really likes you, Dave. I explained that I couldn't
spend all my time inside the house. You know?"
   "Yeah."
   "And you are the only person I can really speak to
without worrying. That gets old. Pretty soon Ed will be
going back to work and I will be bored."
   "We can definitely do things. I would like that."
   "When you have time," Tom said, laughing.
   "They'll be at work, too."
   "That's true. Anyway, Ed said as long as people keep
thinking you and I are straight, we can hang out together as
much as we want."
   "Good. I better go."
   "OK. I'll call you later. Bye."
   "Bye."



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