Date: Tue, 12 Feb 2002 19:06:34 EST
From: DH2@aol.com
Subject: New Dad, Part 2

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The New Dad
Part 2

Story written by DH2
Author: DH2
This story may contain teen boy/adult male sex. The following is a work of
fiction, totally out of the fabric of my imagination. Needless to say, if you
are offended by stories involving consensual sex between men and boys, or
are under age please don't go any further. This is a story fabricated by me and
is only a story.

For those who enjoyed "The New Dad" here is part two.
Thank you for the comments.
Paul will attempt to tell this part.


The New Dad
Part 2

 	My brother, Cody, age 13, looked back at me, I'm Paul and 14 years old,
and then looked at our new dad, Bob, is 24. We were hiking out to our car. We
had just spent our first weekend vacation together. The recent death of our
mother and father had united us with our uncle, Bob. Both of us had agreed that
since we were going to be living with Bob that we would call him "dad". The
weekend was planned by Bob as a way to get to know us better and to let us get
away from some of the tension. Cody had said, "he considered it a great week-
end."
	You could tell that dad was thinking of the past three days. He had found
us in the creek naked, and surprised us when he joined us. The weekend had
gotten wilder as it progressed. Dad found that Cody and I both enjoyed boy-boy
sex and we had attacked him the first night. We had both encouraged him. I
think, dad had as much fun with us, as we had with him.  He hadn't forced us to
do anything, finding that we had our own ideas.
	I was doing some thinking of my own. I had fun over the weekend and now it
was over. School was tomorrow. I had problems in school. I'm failing math class,
I just don't understand the work. Mom and dad hadn't been much help. The teacher
didn't have time to tutor a student whom he felt wasn't trying. I'm sure that
dad won't be happy with a failing report. We had reached the car and I helped
load the gear into the trunk. I looked at dad and decided to explain the math
problem now rather than wait for my report card. We were on the way to our new
home. Cody and I had moved most of our belongings there. "Dad, I need to talk to
you about a problem." "Can we talk after we get home and put things away?"
	Dad wasn't sure of what the problem could be, but he knew it must be
serious. I was nervous and up-set. "You and I can sit down and talk before we
unpack." "I will help you with anything that I can." Dad drove the car into the
driveway. He looked at me and Cody, "lets get the car unpacked, then Cody can
put his things away." "Paul, you and I will sit down and see about this
problem."
	I sat down in a chair across from dad. I wasn't sure how to say this.
"Dad, our report cards come this week, I have tried to get passing marks, but I
know that math is failing." "Mom and dad tried to help me and they couldn't."
"The teacher says that I need to try harder, and won't give me extra help." "Can
you help me?"
	Dad sat back in his chair, math had never been a strong subject for him in
school. "Paul, I was never good in math, let me call a friend to see if he can
help." Bob called his old math teacher from high school, Frank Johnson. Frank
retired from the school and was enjoying his free time. Dad knew that Frank
loved a challenge. "Mr. Johnson, this is Bob Smith, I'm fine thank you for
asking." "I have just taken over the care of two boys, and one of them is having
a problem in math class." "He tells me that he will get a failing mark when
report cards come out this week." " I was hoping that you would tutor the boy."
"I am willing to pay for the service."
	Frank Johnson couldn't believe his ears. Bob Smith had been one of his
students that had to be pushed every step. He had passed, but barely. Frank
asked about Paul, his age, the math class, the teacher. He knew why the boy was
having problems, that teacher refused to help kids with problems. " I will try
to tutor Paul for you." "Is it possible for me to come to your house and meet
the boy?" Frank was told that "Paul was there and ready to try anything to
improve the grade." Frank picked out a math book from his library shelf. He had
never been impressed by the books that Paul's teacher used. The books made
everything appear more difficult than it was. Frank hoped that Paul was willing
to learn. He told his wife that he was going out for a while and that she could
reach him at the number on his desk. Frank drove to Bob's house and was met at
the door by Paul.
	I was told that Mr. Johnson was coming over. He had been a math teacher,
but was retired. I would meet him and talk about my math problems. My heart
stopped when I first saw Frank, this man was big. Frank was 6 foot eight and two
hundred and fifty pounds. I introduced myself and invited him in to talk. I told
Frank the same things that I had told dad. I then showed Frank some of my
homework papers. I showed him the tests and their marks. Frank was impressed by
my honesty. Most boys would try to blame their poor grades on everything except
themselves. I was just plain confused about the work. My poor marks and homework
showed it. I listened as Frank spoke.
	"Paul, we can't change your mark this quarter, but if you are willing to
work with me, I promise that you will pass this course." "Would you like to give
it a try?"
	I had expected this man to jump up and down about my bad marks. Instead,
this man acted as if they didn't matter. "I am willing to work with you. I want
to pass this course." "When can we start?"
	Frank smiled "Do you have home work?" "If you do, we will start with that.
If not then I have a math book for you to look at."
	I picked up my school math book and turned the pages. I found the twenty
problems that were due and handed the completed problems to my new tutor. "This
is the homework assignment, I have already finished."
	Frank looked at the work and immediately found my problem. "Paul, none of
these problems are correct." "We need to sit at a table and I will show you what
is wrong and how to correct it."
	I wanted to cry, forty-five minutes wasted. None of the math was right. I
took Frank to the dining room table, and took a seat.
	Frank could see the look of frustration on my face. He grabbed me by the
shoulders and started to massage them. I melted into the seat. Frank smiled,
"Paul, just relax, math isn't that difficult, if you have a teacher that will
show you the mistakes." "Watch me and listen, I am going to show you my way of
doing these."
	Frank took the pen from me and wrote out the problem, and then he showed
me how to get the right answer. I had been reversing two of the math steps,
giving me incorrect answers. I watched Frank as he started to write, saying
nothing as the teacher proceeded with his lesson. When the problem was done, I
could see my error. Why had something so simple caused me so many problems? "I
can see how you did it." "Why didn't my teacher show me, that way?" "Will you
watch me do my homework and make sure that it is right?" "I want to show my
teacher that I can do his work." He told me to copy the problem onto a clean
sheet, and then do the rest.
	"I will watch you do them all and tell you about mistakes." "Don't be
afraid to ask questions, I don't bite." Frank sat down to watch me.
	Twice I needed a little help and Frank told me the correct way. Frank and
I heard a noise and turned to look. Cody stood in the doorway.
	Cody smiled at my tutor. "Hi, my name is Cody." "I'm going to the kitchen
for a drink." "Would you like something?" "We have soda, tea, coffee, orange
juice, and water.
	Frank smiled " I could use a drink." "Orange Juice would be good." "How
about you Paul, you must be ready for a break."
	I looked at my brother, "Cody, I would like a soda, Cola, please." I
continued to work on the math. When the drinks came, "Thank You, Cody." "Tell
Dad that we need to see him." Cody just nodded as he left the room. Dad came to
the dining room to see what was needed. He had stayed away on purpose, hoping
that I would be more at ease with the teacher if he wasn't there. He found Frank
sitting and watching me.
	"Frank, thank you for coming." "Do you think that you will be able to help
Paul?"
	Frank smiled "Paul is a better student than you were." "I have looked at
the homework papers and tests that he failed." "Paul had his homework done, but
it wasn't right." "I have shown him how to do that and we will continue another
day." "What I would like is for Paul to get off the bus at my house." "He could
stay with me till you came home from the store." "I would help him with his home
work and then we could go over some of the past problems." "I told Paul that he
would pass this course, not this quarter, but the rest of the year." " I would
ask eight dollars per day, forty dollars per week." "Bob, what do say, do we
have a deal?"
	I looked at dad, "I will give up my allowance to help pay the cost." "I
think that Mr. Johnson is just what I need."
	Dad shook his head, "you can keep your allowance, all you have to do is
your jobs, and make sure that you listen to Frank." "I wasn't his best student."
"I know how hard he worked, so that I would pass." " I will gladly pay you what
you ask, and if Paul gets out of line call me." "Paul, I will write the note for
you to get off at Frank's house." "I think that you should start tomorrow
night." "Cody, will come to the store and come home with me." "I will pick you
up on my way home."
	I had finished the homework and Frank did one last check. "This should
shock your teacher!" "Remember if you have a test, that you can't mix up the
formula sequences." "I am finished for the day unless you have a question."
	I picked up one of the failing papers and handed it to Frank. " Would you
show me my mistake on this sheet, I can rewrite the whole sheet tonight."
	"Paul don't be in a hurry to get it all done" "You will hate math if you
push yourself too hard" "Here is how to do these, but only do the first five."
Frank wrote out the correct way of doing the problem sequence. "Bob, I expect
you to make sure that this boy does only five of these." "He should do something
besides math after that." "Paul I will see you tomorrow night." Frank turned to
leave and walked right into Cody.
	Cody smiled as Frank turned and walked right into him. He gave Frank a big
hug. "Thank you for coming, Mr. Johnson, have a good night."
	Frank couldn't believe this boy. Frank gave him a hug and left for home.
	Bob looked at Cody, "I think that you just embarrassed Mr. Johnson." "He
sure did leave in a hurry." "You had better call and apologize to him."
	Cody looked at his dad "I'm sorry, I just thought that he would like a
hug, he was giving Paul a massage earlier." "I will call him in a few minutes."
Cody waited for ten minutes and than called to apologize for his actions.
	Frank was having a hard time. When Cody gave him that hug, he got a funny
feeling. Frank had always enjoyed working with boys. He was still thinking about
Cody as he drove home. Frank's wife watched as her husband drove in. Frank was
just getting out of his car as the phone in the house started ringing.  Frank
walked into house and his wife handed him the phone.
	"Mr. Johnson, this is Cody Smith, I am calling to apologize for
embarrassing you. I shouldn't be hugging you without asking." "I am sorry, and
will never do that again." Cody stopped talking long enough for Frank to speak.
	"Cody, I accept your apology." "I wasn't really embarrassed by what you
did, but I was rather startled." "You can hug me anytime, just remember that I
may decide to give you a hug too." "Good night, Cody and Good Bye."
	Cody looked at his dad, "Dad, Frank said that it was OK to hug him, but to
remember that he might decide to hug me sometime to." "What does he mean?"
	Bob laughed at Cody, "Cody, he will give you a hug sometime, is plain
English." "He was warning you that the next time he sees you that he might
decide to give you a hug." Bob looked at the clock. "Cody, go take a bath or
shower before supper." " I am going to the kitchen to start supper, so you have
an hour before it will be ready." "Tomorrow is school, so you will be in bed at
or before ten o'clock." "Now get in the shower." Dad watched Cody leave and then
turned his attention back to me. "Paul don't you have five problems done yet?"
	I looked at his dad, " I have eight of them completed" Dad walked to the
table and hugged me, then took the book and paper away from me.
"Frank said five problems ONLY!" "I need to start supper, come to the
kitchen and help."
	I followed dad to the kitchen. I watched every move that he made. I loved
to watch my new father. He is always able to make everything look so easy. The
way he moves gets me hot.
	"Paul, You make us each a salad, everything is in the refrigerator." "I'll
grill us a steak." "We can have chips and a soda with it." "How does that sound
to you?"
	"Sounds great to me, but Cody hates steak." "Cody would rather have a
cheese burger and salad." "We still have some hamburger from the week-end."
	Bob looked at the boy, "I guess that would be easier than an argument."
"I'll cook our steak first and then put his burger on after"
We both went to work. The steak was soon done, Cody's burger was done, and
the salad was ready. Cody came into the kitchen, looking at dad and me. " Supper
smells great, what are we having?"
	Dad looked at me and grinned. "We are having steak and salad for supper."
Dad watched Cody's face turn to a frown. "Paul, make sure that you cut that
steak so that your brother gets the biggest share." " I heard that he loves a
good steak." Cody watched the expressions on our faces. We both tried to look
real serious.
"Dad, steak is one of the few things that I hate." " I would rather eat
only a small piece, with my salad." "Paul, you know that I hate steak." "Why
didn't you say something to dad?"
	"Cody, dad knows you hate it." "You owe me a favor!" "When dad said steak
and salad, I told him that you hated steak." "That might be why he cooked you a
cheeseburger instead." " I handed the cheeseburger to Cody. Cody was stunned, he
just sat there. How could we do this to him? He thought that he could tell when
the others were picking on him. We had both done a good job of fooling him.
"I'm sorry, I will try to think before speaking next time." "Dad, thanks
for the burger, I know that you could have made me eat the steak." "I would have
eaten a small piece, but I wouldn't have enjoyed it, as much as the burger."
	"Cody, there will be times when all of us will eat things we don't like."
"I will cook things that you like that I don't." "Both of you can make a list of
things that you don't like." "Then make a list of foods that you enjoy." "I will
learn how to cook some of your favorites, but you will need to eat some of
mine." "You boys are going to help with the cooking and clean-up." "Tonight,
Paul helped make supper, so Cody will load the dish washer." "Tomorrow night we
will reverse the jobs. Both of you can prepare supper sometimes." "I'm not the
best cook, but I can teach you what I know." "Paul, after supper, you need to
get your bath or shower." "I am going to run the vacuum cleaner." "We will all
be in our own beds by ten." We both nodded our agreement.
	Cody had completed his job and had watched a little television. I had
gotten my shower and was reading in my room. Dad was done cleaning, he decided
it was his bedtime. Dad went from room to room checking lights and doors. "Cody,
I'm going to bed, see you in the morning" Walking up stairs, he stopped at my
door, "good night Paul I'm going to bed." "Good night Dad." I agreed it was time
for bed and shut off my light.
	Cody had followed Dad up stairs and watched him go into his bedroom. Cody
decided now was good time pay off the favor he owed.  I watched him come into my
room.
"Big brother, I'm about to pay off the favor that I owe you." Cody moved
my blanket down and then pulled down my boxers. Cody looked at my cock. He
closed his eyes and opened his mouth and moved his mouth over my cock. I let out
a loud moan and reached down and grabbed the back of his head.  Cody started to
lick and suck on my cock.  I knew he tasted a little of my pre-cum.
     Cody let go of my cock with his hand so that he could get more into his
mouth.  He reached back with his hand and stared caressing my ass.  As he passed
by my asshole with one of his fingers, I let out another loud moan. Cody moved
his finger back to my asshole and played with it.  Cody pushed his finger part
way in. I started pushing my cock in and out of Cody's mouth, fucking it faster
and faster. Then I moaned and my balls exploded filling Cody's mouth with cum.
Cody drank it all down. "Paid in full big brother, good night."
	Bob woke up as the alarm clock rang. He got up and woke up us boys. We got
up and headed down stairs for breakfast of cold cereal and coffee. Dad took his
morning shower and got dressed for the day. He watched us come back up stairs to
dress for school. Dad had his coffee and waited for us. Soon we were back in the
kitchen and ready for school. Cody and I were dressed in blue jeans, plain tee
shirts and sneakers. "I can drop you off at school on my way to work mornings,
or you can ride the bus." "Paul, you are going to Frank Johnson's house right
after school for your lesson, and Cody will come to the store." "Cody and I will
pick you up at Frank's after we close the store." "If you get sick at school or
need me, call the store."
	I looked at his dad and smiled, "I'll ride to school with you."
	Cody grinned, "well, I'm not riding the bus alone."
	Dad dropped us at school and headed for his store. He opened the door and
went to his office to start on the paper work that had accumulated over the past
week. He was surprised to see that the pile was rather short. A note from his
store manager stated that she had taken care of most of it.  She stated that the
pile on the desk was material for him to take care of personally. He decided he
would give that young lady a bonus. She had saved him a half-day of paper work.
	The day went fine for me until math class. The teacher had us exchange
papers and then proceeded to tell the class the correct answers. After the class
had corrected the homework, the teacher collected them and looked over our
marks. I had a bad feeling from the stare that I received. "Paul, I want you to
stay after school today, I believe that you need to explain how you got a
perfect mark."
	"Sir, I can't stay after school today." "I have an appointment." "I hope
the perfect marks will continue." "My uncle has hired Frank Johnson as my
personal math tutor." "I was told that if you had a question about my homework
that you could call them."
	The teacher stood in front of the class with a red face. This boy was
making a fool of him. "You have no choice, you will stay after school." "I will
report you to the principal for lying to me and for copying someone's paper."
	 The bell rang for lunch and I went to the office. I waited for the pay
phone and made two calls. Frank and my dad would both be there at the end of
school. I looked around when I hung up the phone. The principal and my math
teacher were standing in the office. I walked up to my math teacher. "Sir, I
will be in your classroom after school as you demand." "I have made two phone
calls." "I am tired of the way you treat me in class and have decided to do
something about it." "My new father and Frank Johnson will both be here to
straighten this out."  I looked at the principal, "You have heard what I told
him, perhaps you would like to be there too." "I'm sure that my teacher can
explain." "I am late for lunch." I left to get my lunch.
	Dad met Frank at the school doors and followed him to my classroom. Cody
had talked to me and was waiting for dad to arrive. Dad told Cody to wait in the
car for him. When Dad and Frank walked into the room, I just sat in the chair
and smiled. I had decided to have Dad and Frank straighten this teacher out. I
had tried my best and it was never enough. Dad looked at the principal and the
teacher. Frank spoke first. " I spoke to Paul at lunch time today, and he told
me that you have accused him of copying." "He also told me that after a
reasonable explanation was given, you became more hostile to him." "I demand
that you give me a full explanation your attitude toward Paul."
	"Frank, I believe that you should mind your business." "You will get
yourself in to a lot of trouble with that attitude" said my principal. "Paul
comes in here and has a perfect homework assignment, he has never done that
before." " You retired because of boys like Paul." "He just doesn't try hard
enough"
	Frank smiled "Now you have said the wrong thing." I will personally see
that the school board gets a complete complaint in writing." "Not only will I
end your career as principal, but I will see to it that this mans teaching
certificate is revoked!"
	Dad had sat listening to the argument long enough. "Excuse me." Please
answer some questions for me since you are the teacher. " Why, have you refused
to give Paul extra help after school?"
	"He hasn't requested any extra help."
	"Sir, that is a lie, I have the request made to you by his parents three
weeks ago in writing." "I also have your written reply. "Next question, What has
Paul done today to deserve this treatment?
	"Paul has never been able to do this work, today it was perfect." "That
means that he copied or cheated to get it."
	Sir, according to my phone conversation with Paul, he informed you that
Frank was his new tutor, did he lie about that or you didn't believe him?
	My teacher's face was getting whiter by the minute. "He told me about his
tutor, but I didn't believe him or feel it was worth a call as he suggested."
	"If I called students into this room from Paul's math class, would they
tell me that you had been fair to Paul over this issue?"
	The teacher just sat staring at Paul, " No most of the students would tell
you that they believed Paul."
	"I would suggest that you owe Paul and Frank an apology." "You as the
teacher have not been doing your job correctly." "You need to listen to the
students and help them all when they or the parents ask." "You as the principal
most certainly should have looked into this situation before you decided to take
sides." "I am more than willing to back Frank in going to the School Board."
"The decision is now up to both of you."
	The principal looked at me and then at dad. "I was wrong, I believed that
my teacher was making the right decisions." "I will try to keep a better eye on
the teachers and improve their listening to student requests." "Frank I
apologize for my earlier statement." "You were right and I was wrong."
	"Paul, you can stay after school any day you want." "I will try to give
you the extra help you need." "I apologize for what has happened and the way I
treated you." "I could have made the phone call and not had this trouble."
	"I will not be needing help from you after school." "I have a tutor who is
able to give me all the help I need." I looked at Frank as I spoke. "I find that
his methods of explaining math are easy to understand." "Frank told me that he
will help me pass this course." "That is my goal and I trust him to help me."
	The meeting was over and Frank walked toward his car. I walked beside him
watching and listening. Frank had been quietly thinking about something. Now he
stopped and looked at me, "no student has ever said things about me like you
just did." "Thank you for trusting me." We both got in the car and left for
Frank's house.
	Cody was day dreaming as he waited for dad. "How was your day at school?"
Cory must have jumped a foot." You sure scared me that time" "My day was good, I
need to do a report on slavery." "I have a lot of the research done." "All I
have to do is the writing"
	"You can use the word processor in the computer to do the report." "That
way you can spell check it for errors." "You work on the home work, while we are
at the store." The time at the store went by fast. The report was partially
finished, it was saved to a floppy to be completed at home. They picked me up
from Franks and we went home. Cody sat down at the home computer to complete his
homework. Supper was done, the dishes taken care of and home work complete. I
took my shower and went to my room to read. Cody stopped at my door and said
good night.
	I listened for Dad to come up the stairs. He said good night as he went
past my open door. I listened for him to come out of the bathroom. He had done a
lot for me today.  I decided to show him how much I appreciated the help. I
followed him into his room. Dad looked at my naked body. "Dad, I love you.
Thanks you for the help at school. I kissed him and then helped strip his
clothes. I decided to give him a tongue bath. I started at the ears and worked
my way down. When my lips touched his prick, my cock got hard, but I didn't
stop.  I gave dad the works.  I sucked on his toes and I licked the back of the
knees, the inside of his thighs, his ass crack, his asshole, and any place else
I could fit my tongue. I hardened my tongue and pushed it into his asshole as
far as I could. Boy did he jump. I rolled Dad onto his back and I lay down on
his stomach. He gently started sucking my prick into his mouth and I wrapped my
mouth around his. When my mouth was full there was still some left. I pushed my
head down farther and let the head of his cock move into my throat. I swallowed
so that my throat muscles would massage his cock. My practice on Cody was put to
the test. Dad was giving me great feelings at the same time.  His tongue licked
all over my prick.  I felt the suction he was applying.  My hips pumped of their
own accord.  I fucked my prick into dad's mouth.  He pushed his cock down my
throat and I swallowed around it each time. I applied as much suction as I
could. Spurt, spurt, spurt, dribble, dribble, dribble; dad sucked a load of cum
out of my cock before he shot off.  Dad nursed on my shrinking prick and Spurt,
dad's first jet of cum squirted right down my throat.  I pulled back a little
and spurt, spurt, dribble, dribble, dribble; I savored the rest of his load.  I
could feel dad's prick shrinking in my mouth and my prick shrinking in his. I
switched around to hug and kiss him. I glanced at the clock, 9:55, "good night
dad" he just lay there and smiled as I walked back to my room.


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