Date: Tue, 29 May 2007 01:55:50 -0500
From: mazin campbell <mazcam85@gmail.com>
Subject: Kaleb's Daddies Chapter 4

Warning: This is a story filled with gay sex (ok maybe not filled, but
there is some of that in here). So if you're not old enough or smart
enough to live in a place that allows this kind of stuff, then don't
read it.

My other stories are:
Taige and Ryan *under relationships*
Lorenzo's Journey *under adult/youth*

Thanks for reading!
~mason

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The next morning Daddy woke me up and told me to get dressed so we
could go to breakfast, just the two of us. I slid into some jeans, a
t-shirt, flip flops and fixed my hair then brushed my teeth.

At the cafe, daddy ordered two yogurt granolas and a big bowl of fruit
for us to share. He asked me how I felt about Jake moving in, if I was
ok with it.

"I guess so, I mean he doesn't have a place to live. He's just kind of
staying with people, but I don't know if it will work out."

"Kaleb, you know how you get when we go on a trip for too long and you
get all weird and throw a fit about wanting to go home?" Daddy asked,
putting his hand on my arm. I nodded. "Well Kay, he's feeling that
except he doesn't have a home to go to. I know it will be weird at
first, but Niko (Papi) and I talked about it and we want him to have a
chance and not end up in a bad situation."

"Ok Daddy, I guess it's ok."

Daddy gave me that "I'm proud of you" look. We finished up and then
headed home.

I walked into the room Jake was sleeping in and found it empty. Jake
had a stack of clothes folded on top of the dresser and then two
backpacks filled with dirty laundry on the floor. There were a few
notebooks closed on top of a chair in the corner and I went over to
look at them. Opening the first page I saw his name in beautiful
cursive across the top and then a drawing of some Indian looking
design.

I flipped through the pages, each with a really cool drawing until I
found a page with a big heart and a perfectly sketched picture of me
in the middle. I was smiling and my hair was spiked and cute. At the
bottom of the picture, my name was written in script,

"Kaleb Jackson Barrett."

It was so beautiful I just stared at it for a long time until I felt a
hand brush my arm and reach for the notebook. I spun around to find
Jake, clutching the notebook to his bare chest.

"I... uhhh...," I stammered, "It's beautiful."

Jake's eyes softened, "Thanks... so are you."

We stared awkwardly at each other for a few minutes before Jake broke
the silence, "so your dads say I can stay here."

"Yeah! It will be fun! I'll help you redecorate the room if you want,"
I offered. Jake smiled and nodded his head. "Thanks Kale, thanks."

I left Jake alone and hung out in my room for awhile, then talked on
the phone to Mike for awhile until Papi interrupted.

"Kaleb?" he asked, pushing my door open. "You want to go shopping? I
want to get Jake some new clothes and stuff for his room."

Mike heard through the phone and asked, "Why are we buying Jake clothes?"

"Uhhh, Yes Papi, give me a minute, please?" Papi nodded and closed the
door. "Well," I began to Mike, "He's kind of staying with us for
awhile, he doesn't have a place to live and they want him to be here.
Can I call you later?"

"No fuckin way, he just wants to get with you. Baby don't be naive,"
Mike was totally jealous and that fighting straight guy attitude came
flying out.

"Please don't be jealous guy right now? I need to go and I promise
it's just going to be him staying here, nothing more. He's across the
house anyways and you know he would have to go past the daddies' door
to get to my room and..." Mike stopped me and said ok, he would come
over later that night and hang out with me and (he didn't say it but I
could tell he was thinking it) sniff the situation out.

I ran down to find the dads and Mike in the car. I ran out the garage
and hopped in the car. I can never resist a mall.

The dads don't like suburbia, plus they're always scouting out what's
new in the city to promote as selling points, so we headed up the
Central to Northpark Center. We started off at Barney's, but didn't
find much for his style, so then went to Nordstrom's.

Daddy told me to go and find him something nice to sleep in, pajamas
and stuff. Then Daddy went to look for some outfits and Papi and Jake
went to find shoes. It was really fun to shop for someone else. I
looked at pajamas, but decided he probably slept better in just
underwear, but I picked a cute pair of soft pajama pants for him.

I normally just like briefs. I have tons of them in all sorts of
colors, prints and fabrics, but decided to get a little adventurous
with Jake. Not that I wanted to see him in them... er well maybe I did,
but I know things aren't going to go that way. I picked out some boxer
briefs for him.

I was walking with one arm full when I saw the cutest hoody
sweatshirt. It was black and had a white print of a leopard on the
front. Thinking of the stuffed leopard we picked out the night we met,
I grabbed one in his size.

I found the dads outside the dressing room waiting for Jake. Daddy
approved of my purchases, but frowned on the sweatshirt.

"Baby, maybe that's not a good idea," Daddy began. Before he could
finish that sentence, Jake strolled out of the dressing room wearing
some cute jeans and a long-sleeved black shirt that hugged his
muscular frame. He pointed at the sweatshirt and went "Aww," with a
big smile. He looked so hot. The dads had done well.

We waited while Jake tried on all the clothes and gave us a little
fashion show. We finally left the store with about 7 bags. They had
gone way overboard and Jake was definitely uncomfortable with
purchasing so much. He kept trying to carry all the stuff, but Daddy
wouldn't let him.

We got salads for lunch at the little bakery cafe and then walked
through a few more stores. Jake wouldn't let us get him anything else,
but I found a really cool silver watch and Daddy stayed behind as we
went to the next store and bought it.

When we got home, we helped Jake hang up his new clothes and put
everything away. I took Jakes laundry and stuffed the washer. Mike
joined us for dinner and things were a little awkward but not as bad
as I would have thought. Jake was enjoying being with a family and the
dads were acting like they had another son.

It was weird to see how Jake reacted to Daddy and Papi. I guess he
didn't get along so well with his own parents. Well, obviously he
didn't since they pretty much abandoned him and stuff.

After dinner, Mike and I hung out in my room for a while... with the door closed.

Mike pulled me into his side and I snuggled into his chest while he
flipped through channels on my little tv. I never watch the tv, but it
just seems like something someone should have in their room. It had
all the parental blocks on it, so we settled on watching the
Mavericks' game.

Mike had his arm around me and was rubbing my hair. I couldn't resist
getting closer to him and slid my hand over his tummy and up his shirt
to feel his strong chest. I let it sit there for a minute and then
began to rub back and forth very softly. Mike's hand slide down my
back and came to rest on my butt. He began to rub in slow circles
teasingly. I wiggled my ass for him and he smacked it a few times,
then kissed the top of my head.

Letting my hand slide down to his shorts, I felt a thick hard rod
beneath them. This was definitely turning him on, so I let my hand
brush over it a few times. I heard a soft sigh escape Mike's lips and
he gripped my ass with his hand.

I reached over with my other hand and undid the button on his shorts,
then slowly brought down the zipper. Sitting up, I leaned down and
kissed a path down his zipper, then smiled up at him. He had totally
lost interest in the basketball game on TV with this chance for play.

I opened up his shorts and found his hard cock covered in a soft pair
of black boxer briefs. I put my lips on the outline and jerked the
cock slowly. Mike's right hand came down and rested on the back of my
head, smoothing my hair back.

"You're pretty good at that," he laughed, patting me softly on the head.

I used my teeth to bring down the waistband of his boxer briefs,
almost getting slapped in the face as his cock sprang up. I secured
the waistband just below his balls and kissed them, then sucked each
one into my mouth, producing soft moans from Mike.

I licked slowly up the underside of the shaft, causing his cock to
shake a little and eliciting an "oh fuck yeah." When I got to the tip,
I licked a slow circle around it, and then gave it a kiss. He tasted
good, clean and ready for action.

I sucked the tip into my mouth and then took in a few more inches,
swirling my tongue around the shaft as Mike guided my head with his
hand. With my hands, I went up and back under his shirt to pinch and
twist his nipples. I began to bob up and down on his cock. It was rock
hard and I could only fit a few inches in my mouth.

Mike picked my head up off his cock and told me to stand up and strip.
I got off the bed and checked that the door was shut (it doesn't
really lock), and then slid off my shirt, my shorts, and my little
blue see through briefs.

Mike noticed them thoughtfully as I tossed them across to the hamper.
Mike wiggled out of his clothes and then pulled me back onto the bed.
He put his arms around me and kissed me hard as our cocks rubbed
together between us.

Mike lifted me up with his hands and turned me so I was facing his
feet; setting me down on his tummy so my ass was near his face. I
grabbed at his cock and went back to sucking on it. Meanwhile, I felt
his tongue work its way into my hole. He loved eating ass.

"You have the cutest little hole I've ever seen. Er well... it's the
only guy hole I have seen, but it's just so perfect," he said before
diving back into it and eating me out so fiercely I had to close my
eyes and lost track of the cock in my mouth.

Mike's hands kneaded my cheeks as he licked, slurped, swirled and
flicked his tongue inside me. He was so good at this, I guess from all
that practice on girls. We got into this rhythm where his tongue
pushed into me as I slurped more of his cock into my mouth.

"I wanna hot dog you," Mike announced, taking his tongue out of me.

"What's that?" I asked, puzzled.

"I'll show you baby, come here," Mike said gathering me into his chest
and turning me right side up to face him. He stood up with me in his
arms and then laid me down on the bedspread.

I hugged a pillow and turned to look up at him. What was he going to
do? Mike crawled onto the bed, straddling me with his knees. He put a
hand on my back and pushed me down into the blanket.

"You just lay there," he commanded, "and bring your ass up a little."
He smacked it firmly and I obeyed.

He laid down over me, using his hands on either side of my back to
push his body up a little so as not to crush me.

When I felt his cock settle down between my cheeks, I kind of figured
out what he was going to do. He pressed into me, pushing me deeper
into the bed and began to move his cock back and forth between my
cheeks, held down by his tummy.

"Oh fuck yeah baby," Mike whispered into my ear, biting and sucking it
from behind. I felt that weakening chill fall over me as he used my
ass without entering it.

"You like that baby?" he asked. I actually did and told him so. It
felt really good. I didn't think it would. As he drove me, it pushed
my cock back and forth against the bedspread and my tummy. I was so
hard and loved how he surrounded me and took control. He was so into
it and kept whispering encouraging things into my ear, telling me how
hot I made him.

Switching, to steady himself on his elbows, he reached under my chest
and grabbed at my nipples as he licked my ear and kissed on the back
of my neck. I felt his sweat dripping over me as he sped up, then he
hugged me to him very tightly.

"Fuck, Kale, I'm gonna cum soon." He moaned in my ear. His cock was
ramming between my cheeks as he held me tighter and then I felt warm
globs shoot up my back as Mike yelled, "Uhhhhh fuckkkkk."

His body shook and took mine with it. He kept fucking between my
cheeks for a few minutes before collapsing on top of me. "You make me
cum so hard baby," he said, kissing wildly on the back of my neck and
ear and then down my shoulder. He held me like that for a few minutes
as he recovered.

Mike crawled off of me and went to get a tissue to wipe me off. When
he finished, he sat down on my bed next to me, his massive soft meat
resting over his thigh. He smiled and laughed, "Fuck, you're so
beautiful Kale." I looked up at him and bit my lip, then said,
"Thanks, you too."  I felt so happy to have this huge muscle-bound guy
who was so totally crazy about me.

"Did you cum?" he asked. I shook my head no and he pulled me up into
his lap, sitting me with my back against his chest. One arm laid
against my chest, holding on to my bicep. With the other, he softly
jerked at my cock, kissing my neck. I was so hard and so close to
cumming that it didn't take much for me to send white ropes of cum up
over my chest, one hitting him on the cheek.

All I could do was melt in his arms as he held me and jerked me
through my orgasm. "Yeah baby, cum for daddy," he begged as my body
tightened and jerked with each shoot. Finally I was spent and just
laid against his body. He traced his finger through the white spots on
my chest and then brought a few drops up for me to taste. I sucked my
cream off his finger, taking it into my mouth.

"You came a lot," he commented.

"I can't help it, you make me so hard," I admitted. Mike smiled and
kissed my cheek, then carried me off to the bathroom and set me on my
feet in the shower. We got cleaned up and then dressed before heading
downstairs.

Jake, Daddy and Papi were sitting around the coffee table playing
cards. Jake was laughing until he saw us walk in. He straightened up
and avoided my wave.

I neared Daddy and his arm came out, grabbed me and pulled me down
into his lap. He buried his nose in my hair, and then announced, "You
smell clean," before giving a suspicious eye to Mike.

Mike sat down with us and played a few hands of spades before giving
me a kiss and heading out for the night. Finally, the dads were
getting sleepy so they decided to head off to bed. I sat there putting
the cards into their box while Jake just kind of looked at me.

"Want to go for a swim?" Jake asked expectantly.

"Um, it's kind of late."

"C'mon, late night swims are the best," Jake prodded. I agreed and
went to put on my swimsuit.

Our pool has lights inside the pool so you don't have to turn on
outside lights to swim at night. The whole pool glows with a soft
blue. I went in before Jake got out there, setting a few towels on the
ledge.

Jake came out a few minutes later and went straight for the deep end,
diving in and splashing around.

"Shh!" I warned, "Daddy doesn't like me out in the pool at night and
we don't want to wake them up." I turned to look up at the light on in
their bedroom, they must have been getting ready for bed or playing.
Jake nodded without a word and swam over to me.

I was hugging a blow up snake and he kept swimming around me, going
under and trying to get me to play with him. I laughed but clung
cautiously to the snake. I get kind of afraid of the deep end and
usually only swim with the dads so I can hold onto them.

Jake swam right up behind me and got a little too close. I spun around
and face him. He was an excellent swimmer and able to stay in place.
He frowned at me.

"Are you scared of me?" he asked.

"No... I'm afraid of drowning." I admitted.

"You think I want to drown you?" he raised an eyebrow.

I shook my head, "No, I... I usually always swim with Daddy. I just feel
safer with him."

"Cmon," he said, turning his back to me, "grab on to me."

I let go of the snake and swam to him, sliding my arms around his
shoulders and holding on. Jake began to swim around the pool with me
on his back. I held on to him and put my head on his shoulder. He
splashed around and went from end to end in a matter of seconds.

"This is a great pool," he said, slowing down, "I would totally swim
here all the time if I lived here."

"You do live here," I laughed.

"Oh... you think they'll kick me out when they get tired of me?" Jake
asked, getting suddenly serious.

"I don't think so."

"Do you like having me here?" he asked.

"Um, yeah. I always wanted a brother and you're fun and I still..." I
stopped before I finished that sentence, not wanting to sound like I
still had feelings for him. Apparently I didn't stop soon enough
because he still got it.

"You still like me?" Jake asked.

"Um, I dunno. I just... things ended really suddenly. It's hard to turn
that off. I'm still new to this whole love and like thing." I
admitted, not sure why I was giving up so much information.

"Kale," Jake began, coming to a stop at the side of the pool and
hugging the ledge. I still hung onto him, my feet drifting behind me.
"Kale, I'm sorry I hurt you. I love you but your dad's right about
me."

"What does that mean?"

"Just that... I've done a lot... Mike is probably a much cleaner guy for you."

"So you're... dirty?"

"No... er well... I guess I am. I just mean that you deserve the best."

"Why?"

"Cuz you're sweet and innocent and cute and," Jake trailed off. I
still had my arms wrapped around him, my hands clasped in the middle
of his chest.

 He took his right hand and covered my hands with it, interlacing his
fingers with mine. We sort of hung out there in silence for a few
minutes, my head resting on his shoulder. Even through the chlorine I
could smell a hint of his cologne. It lingered there between us as I
closed my eyes and just enjoyed his presence.

"Kale?"

"Yeah?"

"Nothing... I just wanted to be sure of you," Jake had his elbows up on
the ledge, probably enjoying having me cling to him from behind.

A full moon hung over us and the neighborhood was oddly quiet for a
summer night. Even though Jake was sure of me, I was more confused
than ever.