Date: Tue, 28 Aug 2012 01:00:09 -0400
From: Phillip McCormick <thebestboys84@gmail.com>
Subject: Home Alone with Dad Chapter 2

Home Alone with Dad – Chapter 2

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       The shock of the situation hit me, and I had no idea what to
do. Option one was to run back into the bathroom and grabbed the dildo off
the shower floor. Then, there was option two, go to my room, and hope my
dad doesn't see it. He'd been in the shower for almost two minutes now, and
I guess he hadn't seen it, and I'm sure he'd say something right away if he
had. Looks like I'm going to go with option two.

	I slowly walked back to my room, and hoped for the best. Once I was
in my room, I dropped my towel, with my body shaking, and I went over to my
dresser to grab a pair of boxers. After I slipped the boxers on, I looked
around for something to do.

	I saw a book laying on my nightstand that I still had to read for
school, and reading always had a way to calm me, so at this point, reading
was all I had. I walked over to my bed, and picked up my book, the
Jungle. I was already half way through the book, and with the time I had to
kill, I planned on finishing it. I opened the book and started to read...



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	*Knock* *Knock* *Knock*

	My eyes snapped open to the sound of a soft knocking at my
door. Seeing as there was only one other person in the house, I already
knew who it was.

	"Come in." I replied nervously to the knock.

	My door opened, and my dad poked his head into my room.

	"Hey Dan, didn't mean to wake you, but it's 7:30. I'm really
hungry." My dad said with a smile, "Did you decide where you wanted to eat
dinner?"

	My mouth dropped open. I couldn't believe he wasn't coming into my
room to shout at me for the dildo in the shower. I guess he hadn't seen it!

	"Umm..." I had no clue where to eat, so I just blurted out the
first place that came to mind, "The Chinese buffet down the street."

	"Great choice," My dad smiled wider, "Now get your ass dressed so
we can eat. I could eat you."

	With that my dad closed my door, and walked away.

	I rose from my bed, and threw on a random pair of shorts, and a
t-shirt that I found in my dresser, and walked out of my room. I walked
down the hallway, and down the steps, and met my dad at the door.

	"Come on, let's go." My dad ordered, as he opened the door.



***

	The ride to the buffet was very quiet and awkward, and I had no
idea what to say. At this point I was just happy to dodge such a huge
bullet. Even though the ride was so awkward, I couldn't help but smile that
I wasn't pulled out of the closet by my own mistake.

	"What are you smiling about?" My dad asked as he shut off the car
in the parking lot.

	"I'm just excited to eat." I replied as I opened my door and
stepped out.

	We walked together into the restaurant, and were led to the buffet
by a kind hostess. Once my dad saw the food, he went straight for his food
of choice. He grabbed all of his favorites, while I stayed behind, and
lingered on my food options. When I finally had my plate filled with
chicken, rice, and noodles, I found my dad sitting at a booth in a corner
of the restaurant.

	"I can't wait to dig in!" I said as I slid into the booth.

	"I concur." My dad agreed as he shoveled food into his mouth, "So
how was rugby practice today?"

	"Pretty good," I replied with a nod, "I think we have a pretty good
chance at going undefeated at the tournament in two weeks. As long as
everyone keeps up the awesome job, we're gold!"

	"Awesome," My dad gave a toothy smile, "I'm really proud of
you. You found something you love, and you're really good at it."

	"Yeah," I agreed with a nod as I started eating noodles.

	"So..." My dad hesitated, "How's anal?"

	The noodles burst from my mouth, all over the table, in shock. I
started to cough uncontrollably from the shock of the question.

	"What?" I tried to play stupid between coughs, and trying to sip
some water.

	"You know exactly what I'm talking about." My dad gave me a stern
look as he continued to eat his food.

	"I... Umm... Well..." I was a t a loss.

	 My dad put his fork down, and crossed his arms.

	"I found your dildo in the shower." My dad stated, "And don't say
it's your mother's, because hates dildos."

	"What?" I covered my ears, "I don't want to hear about mom's
masturbation tools."

	"Don't try and change the subject." My dad ordered, as he took my
hands from my ears and held them, "Listen Dan, I just want you to be honest
with me. Okay?"

	"Okay." I nodded.

	"Just tell me the truth now, and I promise I won't think any
differently." My dad paused, "Dan, are you... Are you... Gay?"

	It took a moment, and then his question hit me.

	"I..." I didn't know what to say. I'd spent so long in the closet,
and I didn't want to leave the safety of it, but my dad promised.

	"Yes." I informed him, as I looked down, and tears started to well
up in my eyes.

	"Stop," My dad tried to comfort me, as he put his hand under my
chin, and gently lifted my head, "I could care less if you're gay, I just
want you to be open with me. I had a gay friend in college, and he told me
the most miserable part of his life had been keeping secrets from everyone
he loved. I never want you to be miserable Dan. I want you to know that I
love you, no matter what."

	I processed what my dad had just said in my head, and when I
finally grasped every word he just told me, the tears started to well up
more. At this point, my eyes were gushing.

	"Dan," My dad whispered softly, as he slid from his booth, next to
me in mine, and wrapped his arm around my shoulder, "Please, don't cry."

	I tried my hardest, and after a few minutes of sobbing, I was
finally able to compose myself. Obviously, I caused a slight scene, and the
hostess came over to our table.

	"Is something wrong?" The hostess asked, leaning into my father.

	"Yes," My dad replied with a grimace, "I just informed my son here
that the reason his pet cat went missing is because I accidently hit it
with my car this morning. Rest in peace, Pussy."

	The fact that my father had just said that to the hostess sent me
over the edge. It wasn't uncontrollable crying this time though, now it was
laughter. It was deep, and loud laughter.

	"Well," The hostess cocked her head, "He doesn't seem so sad
anymore."

	I repressed my laughter a tad, and looked at the hostess, "That's
because it sounds so fucking stupid now that I really think about it."

	My laughter must've been infectious, because now my dad was
starting a steady chuckle. Well, at first it was steady, but then he went
into a deep and loud laugh as well.

	"I don't want to be rude, but I believe it may be time to leave."
The hostess said, as she looked over our table.

	My dad controlled his laughter, and slid out of the booth, with me
following him. He walked over to the register, and pulled out his wallet.

	"It's on the house." The hostess said sternly, "In memory of
Pussy."

	My father and I broke out into laughter again as we walked out of
the buffet to our car. Once we were inside, we just sat there, and tried to
contain ourselves. It took a good ten minutes, but when we finally did,
everything was silent, and we were just looking forward, off into the
distance.

	"Dan," My dad tried to start a conversation, "I meant what I told
you. I don't care if you're gay, as long as you're happy."

	"Thanks," I smiled, giving my dad a light punch on the arm,
"Telling you was a big weight off my shoulders."

	"So..." My dad was tapping his fingers against his arm rest, "do
you have a boyfriend?"

	"Nope," I replied awkwardly.

       "And I'm a virgin too." I added with a nod.

	"Good," My dad smiled, "Now let's get home."



***

	This drive home wasn't nearly as awkward. We just made small talk
about things, and luckily my dad didn't really try to get too far into my
sex life. Pretending to know about straight sex and having a conversation
with him was bad enough, but talking to him about gay sex would be
horrible.

	When the drive was over, we pulled into the driveway, and looked at
each other.

	"Thanks Dad." I looked into his eyes.

	"I really do love you son." He replied, brushing my hair to the
side, "Now let's get inside, this Chinese food is tearing my stomach
apart."

	With that, my dad opened his door, and slipped out of the car, and
walked to the house with a rather fast pace.

	"You really know how to keep the magic in the moment, Dad." I
chuckled to myself as I opened my own door, and slid out of the car.

	I slowly walked into the house, and up the steps. My dad was
already in the bathroom, tearing the bowl apart. It was like hearing atomic
bombs dropped from the side of the door I was on, but I just laughed to
myself, and went into my room.

	Once inside my room, I shucked off my t-shirt and shorts, and
flopped onto my bed in my boxers. I picked up my book, and continued to
read more about Jurgis and Ona, from the Jungle. I really admired the way
Jurgis took on the role of taking care of the family, and there was also
the fact that in my head, I imagined him to be extremely attractive. First
of all, I imagined that he was a tall, hairy, muscly, Lithuanian, man, with
an accent to die for, and a nice cock to match. Just the reading about him
was making me horny, and I could feel a rising in my boxers.

	I put my book down, closed my eyes, and slid my hands into my
boxers. I started to fondled myself, and imagine that Jurgis and I were
getting intimate, but then, there was an interruption.

	*Knock* *Knock*

	Again, my eyes snapped open. I quickly took my hands out of my
boxers, and grabbed a pillow to put over my crotch.

	"Come in." I told my dad.

	My dad opened the door, and slipped inside with a hand behind his
back.

	"What's up?" I asked.

	"I wanted to return this to you." My dad said as he pulled my dildo
from behind his back into my view.

	It wobbled back and forth, and eyes were locked on it. Not only was
it in front of me, but it was clean too.

	"Um... Thanks Dad." I gave a smirk, as I took ahold of my dildo,
and placed it on my bed.

	"Yeah," My dad smiled, "I figured you were going to sleep soon, and
you'd want it. I cleaned it for you, too."

	"Yeah, I noticed." I gave an odd look.

	"Dan," My dad crossed his arms, "I wiped your ass as a baby,
cleaning your dildo wasn't a big deal. I do have one thing to say though."

	"What?" I just wanted the conversation to end.

	"I think you need more fiber in your diet." My dad smiled, "The
contents on the dildo were a bit... Well... Loose."

	"Oh," It seems my dad is in a habit of putting me in situations
with no way to reply, "Thanks for the advice."

	"Are you reading, The Jungle?" My dad asked, changing the subject,
as he leaned over to pick up the book.

	"Yeah, it's pretty good so far." I smiled, "Jurgis is such a cool
character."

	"I agree," My dad smiled as he scanned the book, "This is one of my
favorites."

	With that, my dad went to turn the book over, and it slipped from
his hands. It landed on the floor, right next to my bed.

	"Sorry," My dad apologized; as he bent down to pick it up.

	"No big deal." I stated, as I laid back, but still making sure my
pillow didn't move. Just mentioning Jurgis was giving me another boner.

	"Um... Son?" My dad spoke in a questionable tone.

	"What's up?" I asked, smiling to myself, as I thought more about
Jurgis taking me, and pounding my tight hole.

	"It seems there's a leak under your bed." My dad replied, as he
pulled something out from under my bed.

	"Sure Dad, whatever." I chuckled at his joke.

	"Oh... Shit." My dad gasped.

	"What?" I moaned, rolling my eyes, and sitting up.

	Once I sat up, I didn't need an answer. There, in my dad's hands
was my personal toy box. He was kneeling there, box open, gazing over all
my dildos, vibrators, butt plugs, and lube bottles.

	My dad chuckled, "Well, looks like I didn't need to bring your
dildo back, you would've had enough toys anyway."

	I just looked blankly at him in embarrassment.

	"Looks like one of your lube bottles were open, and fell over." My
dad informed me, holding up an empty bottle of lube.

	I was still looking blankly at him, and by this point, my hard on
was gone.

	"Stop," My dad laughed, putting his hand on my knee, "I already
know you masturbate. Now I've just seen the tools of the trade."

	"Well..." He was seriously amazing at making me not know what to
say.

	"Dan," My dad laughed awkwardly, "If you want, I'll go get my cock
rings, and flesh light. Then we can be even."

	"You use cock rings?" I perked up, with a stupid look on my face.

	"Sure," My dad replied in a deep voice, as he grabbed his crotch
like a macho man, "I love them, and I have a nice collection."

	"Maybe I'll take you up on the offer some other time." I turned my
dad's offer down, "I'm pretty tired, and with the day we've had, I just
want to sleep."

	"Okay," My dad agreed, "But it looks like there were some
casualties in the lube spill."

	"What?" I laughed at the way my dad spoke.

	"These," My dad smirk, holding up my hardcore fag rags, "I'll throw
them out for you."

	"Well, you already cleaned my dildo." I shrugged my shoulders,
"Just gives me more time with myself."

	"Yeah," My dad nodded, as he stood up, magazines in hand. "Just
don't get too loud."

	I was blushing now, "We'll see."

	"Whatever," My dad huffed, and got up from the ground, and walked
towards my door, "Good night, Dan."

	"Night," I replied, as I laid down, and my dad shut off the lights.

	Once I heard my dad walk down the hallway, and into his room, I
knew it was time. I fumbled around for the dildo on my bed, and let my hand
scan the floor to feel around for my box to get lube. Once I finally
grabbed a bottle, I applied some lube to my fingertips, and started to
massage my nipples. I slowly started to tweak and twerk them. The feeling
of them starting to become firm, and the sensations flowing through my body
were driving me crazy.

	"Ugh, Jurgis." I moaned to myself, as I thought of Jurgis playing
with my body.

	After getting my nipples as erect as I could, I started to fondle
my balls. I slowly grazed over them with the tips of my fingers, and
massaged my sac, and rolled my balls in my hand. Everything I did, I was
imagining Jurgis doing it to please me. Just the thought of a broken man
like Jurgis, willing to do anything to keep his family together and support
it, in a sick twisted way, I was imagining that I was the one that could
save him, and he was my sexual slave, willing to do anything to me for
pleasure.

	After enough playing with my balls, I grabbed my dildo, and lubed
it up. I started to tease my tight hole with the head of my toy.

	"Come on Jurgis, just enter me." I growled.

	After the head passed into me, I decided to get rough. With a quick
thrust of my wrist, the slammed the dildo into my ass.

	"Holy fuck!" I moaned a little too loud.

	I slid the dildo from my ass, until only the tip was in me, and
then again, and again, I slammed it deep into my hole.

	"Oh, fuck, Jurgis! Yeah!" I moaned, as I grabbed my hair with my
free hand, and my eyes rolled into the back of my head.

	My started to thrust my hips up and down, to match the thrusting of
the dildo. The feeling was so intense, and the fantasy was even better.

	I imagined Jurgis's hairy hands on my shoulders as I lay on my
back. Just thinking of the facial expressions he would make as he would
fuck me, it was driving me totally crazy. Finally, I was close to the edge.

	"Fucking deep!" I gasped loudly as I thrust the dildo as deep as
possible one last time.

	Then, the feeling shocking my prostate sent me over. Ropes of jizz
started to fly from my cock. Rope after rope spurted from me, and I
surprised myself with the volume, seeing as how I already came once before
today.

	"Awesome," I breathed heavily, "Fucking awesome."

	Again, I extracted the dildo from my ass with an audible plopping
sound, and just left it on my bed.

	"Dad knows my secret," I smiled to myself, as I put my head on my
pillow, "No point in cleaning up."

	With that, I let out a content sigh, and started to fall asleep.



TO BE CONTINUED...

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