Date: Wed, 19 Oct 2005 01:57:09 -0500
From: Kryton Ex <krytonex@hotmail.com>
Subject: Green Eyed Monster - Part 4

Disclaimer: This story is about father/son love.  If you find
this offensive, stop reading while you still have disclaimer
left.  This story is completely fictional and the characters
only exist in the realm of my mind.  Feel free to drop me an
email.  I love to get feedback about my writing.

This is a rewrite of the 4th chapter.  The first one was
admittedly badly written.  I felt pressured to churn out
another part before I felt like writing it.  This one is more
thought out and will hopefully be more enjoyable.


                  Green Eyed Monster Part 4


It took Marcus a moment to realize his situation.  He was
naked in bed with his son, their clothes all over the floor
with his wife coming towards the bedroom.  He immediately
became alert.  With superhuman speed he dived against the
door, locking it before Susan could turn the knob.  Susan
gently tapped on the door.  "Honey, the door is locked."

Chris awoke when his father dived out of bed.  He rushed to
get his clothes on.  His heart was pounding out of his chest.
Susan knocked again.  Marcus had on his underwear and a fresh
pair of pajama pants on.  He attempted to sound sleepy as he
answered, "Come in."

"I can't, the door is locked."

"Oh...I'll get it."  He mumbled as he walked to the door
feigning sleepiness.

He opened the door and she walked in.  "Why was the door
locked?"

"I must have locked it when I came in here.  I couldn't
sleep, so I asked Dad if  could sleep in here with him.  I
used to always lock my door, it's just second nature to me."
Chris explained.

"Oh, you poor dear.  You couldn't sleep because you were
worried about Danny, weren't you?"

Chris nodded.

Susan gave Chris a hug.  "Don't worry, your brother is
downstairs, I will make everyone a nice breakfast and you can
stay home from school today too if you want."

"Okay..."

"You two get cleaned up, I will make a quick breakfast, so
don't expect anything to fancy."

Marcus headed into the master bathroom to take a shower while
Chris headed down the hall.  Susan began making the bed.
After she fluffed the pillows on Marcus's side she noticed a
damp face towel balled up on the nightstand.  She picked it
up and was immediately hit with a familiar smell, the smell
of her husband's cum.

Marcus walked out of the bathroom drying his hair.  She held
out the towel.  "What were you doing last night?" she asked
quizzically.

Marcus froze trying to calculate the best possible lie.
"God, this is embarrassing.  I needed to relieve some stress.
I jerked off, as I was cleaning up Chris came to my room and
asked to sleep with me.  I completely forgot the towel was
there."

Susan laughed.  "I was only gone for one night.  Did you
really miss me THAT much?"

Marcus pulled Susan close.  "You can imagine how much I
missed you." He whispered and kissed her deeply.

Susan giggled.  Okay, let me call off from work and then I'll
go put breakfast on.

After putting on some clothes Marcus headed downstairs and
caught the end of Susan's conversation.

"I know I call in a lot but I have a sick son and I have to
be with him....No, I am not risking my son's health for any
job...what do you mean you will fire me?...listen you can
take this job and..."

Marcus snatched the phone from her. "Hello, Susan will be
heading to work right now.  Sorry about this sir," and then
he hung up.

Susan stared in shock.  "What did you do that for?"  Even the
boys looked up from the television to find out what exactly
Marcus was thinking.

"Two car payments and a mortgage on my salary alone doesn't
seem like a fun prospect.  I hate Ramen and you love your
job.  You are just worried and upset.  Don't throw your
livelihood away because you had a bad day."

"But I can't leave Danny alone." She pleaded.

"And you don't have to.  There are two of us now, remember?
You don't have to do this alone, you have me.  A husband with
an impeccable attendance record who can afford to take a day
off and stay with his children."

Susan's eyes began to mist up.  She really did find a great
man.  "Okay, you are right."  Susan looked at Chris and asked
"Have you decided if you are staying home or do you want me
to take you to school?"

Danny looked confused.  "Why does he get to stay home?"

"Because the poor dear barely got any sleep.  He was so
worried about you that he slept with Marcus last night!"

A sly smile crossed Danny's lips.  "You slept with dad last
night?  I bet you didn't get any sleep."  Marcus's eyes grew
wide afraid Danny was about to let his little secret slip,
but Danny continued, "Cause he snores loud enough that we can
hear him in our room!"

Susan smiled, "You get used to it after awhile, okay boys, I
am going to work now."

Chris was the first to hug his mom goodbye, holding her so
tight it seemed he would never let go.  Moments after the
door closed behind her Danny spoke.  "So what did you two do
last night in bed together?"

"Nothing!" Chris quickly answered.  "We just slept.  Just
cause you are a perv, doesn't mean I'm one too."

"Watch who you are calling a perv or I am telling mom what
really caused me to have an asthma attack."

Chris suddenly looked guilty ridden.  "I'm so sorry about
that.  Please don't be mad at me."

Danny smiled. "I'm not, but if you ever do something like
that again, I'm gluing your butt to the toilet."

That made both Marcus and Chris laugh.

"Okay boys," Marcus said, "We have the entire day, what do
you want to do?  Monopoly?  Life?  Trivia Pursuit?"

"At the hospital there was nothing to watch all night but a
poker tournament.  I wanted to learn how to play."

"Hmmm.I think I have some cards around here somewhere, but
what would we use for chips?"

"We could use candy and eat it afterwards." Chris suggested.

"Actually, I wanted to play strip poker," Danny mumbled while
staring at his feet.

Marcus looked at Chris.  "I don't care, but I'm quitting once
I get down to my underwear."

The three sat around the living room coffee table as Marcus
explained the game to them.  They caught on quickly and began
to play.   In less then ten hands Marcus had almost all the
clothing of both the boys.  Not only did he have the benefit
of experience the cards seemed to fall his way also.

After Chris lost his pants to Marcus's full house he was
ready to quit.  Danny had been playing the last few hands
completely naked with nothing left to lose.  Danny convinced
him to stay in the game.  Of course this caused Chris to lose
his underwear the following hand.   The game started to get
boring with the boys having nothing to wager and playing
every hand in hopes to win back some clothing.

So to make things more interesting Danny suggested they bet
dares instead of clothing.  Marcus folded with Chris and
Danny playing against each other.  If Chris won the hand
Danny would have to grab his mom's breast and honk it like a
car horn, but Danny raised him having to suck off his dad.
Chris had a queen high straight and was sure he would win and
Danny would be assaulting his mom by day's end.  But as luck
would have it Danny had a flush and Chris was stuck.

Marcus sat on the couch, trying his best to keep a straight
face but failing miserably.  Every few minutes a big smile
would cross his lips as each of his sons sat on either side
of him staring at his lap.  He still had on his pants but his
shirt had been off since they started playing cards.  He
wasn't going to push Chris into anything he didn't want to
do.  But he certainly wasn't going to stop Danny from doing
it.  His body was there for the boys to use as they pleased.

"Well, aren't you gonna do it?" Danny asked after Chris
failed to make any attempt to start since they all sat on the
couch.

"He still has his pants on," Chris argued.

In one smooth movement Marcus removed his pants and underwear
and sat back on the couch his arms behind his head.  His cock
seemed to be pointing obscenely at Chris.  Just taunting him
for taking the stupid bet.

Chris sat there staring.  Afraid to move.  Hoping that if he
stayed still long enough he'd wake up and realize this had
all been a bad dream.  No such luck though.  Danny spoke
again, "Okay, why aren't you doing it now?"

"I.I.can't."

"Why not?  You took a dare, you have to!"

"What.what if he pees in my mouth?"

"He won't.  Just put it in your mouth for 30 seconds and that
will be it okay."

Chris leaned forward.  His sweet soft lips were only inches
from his father's hard cock.  Marcus froze in anticipation.
He could feel Chris's warm breath on his dick.  Pre-cum
glistened on the tip, he was so aroused by the situation.
But Chris didn't do it.  He quickly lifted his head.  "I
can't, you do it first and then I'll do it."

Danny took Marcus into his mouth.  Marcus groaned as Danny
ran his tongue up and down his cock, sucking on it when he
reached the top.  Chris counted to 30 as Danny blew him.
When Chris got to 30 Danny made no sign of stopping.  Chris
kept counting.  He got to 50 before he pulled Danny's head
up.  "Okay, I'll do it now." Chris said.

He put his lips around Marcus's dick and mumbled "start
counting".  Danny counted painfully slow and Marcus was being
driven mad with lust.  Chris was just holding his cock in his
mouth.  He wasn't doing anything.  Marcus wanted to get off
by his son's mouth so badly he started humping his son's
mouth.

Chris thought to himself that having his dad's dick in his
mouth wasn't really that bad.  It didn't taste bad or
anything.  And Danny seemed to love it.  He even had to admit
when his dad started trying to fuck his face it was a little
bit of a turn on.  Chris began moving his head up and down
his dad's dick.  That stopped Marcus's hips from bucking and
he once again surrendered himself to his son's whim.  To
Chris it was more of an intellectual challenge then anything
driven by lust.  He wondered how far down he could go, how
his father would react to different things he did with his
mouth.  He hadn't experimented long before his father moaned,
"I'm gonna cum!"

Chris planned on getting out of the way remembering how his
father shot all over his face the night before but Marcus
held his head.  Chris had no option but to swallow his dad's
load or choke on it.  Marcus groaned as he shot in his son's
mouth.  When Chris had sucked the last bit of semen out of
his dick he released his head.

Marcus was covered in sweat.  And laid against the couch
completely relaxed.  He rolled his head towards Chris and
mumbled, "sorry".

Chris smiled, "Its okay."  And curled up against his dad.

Danny laid against Marcus on the other side, "That was
totally awesome Chris!"

Chris shrugged.  He didn't understand why Danny loved it so
much, but he had to admit it was.nice.

"So, what do you want to do now?" Marcus asked.