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The Best Present Dad Can Give Ch. 01

By: sexyinaf



"Dad! I'm home!" I shouted, coming home from school. I headed straight for the kitchen to make myself a snack. For some reason I was always starving after school.

He swept into the kitchen, his movement as graceful as a felines. He always glides around similar to how a lion moves. I don't know how he always glides around like that but it sure was as sexy as hell. He was 39 years old, 6'2", and very muscular. He had black hair and beautiful blue eyes. His black hair didn't stop at his head, but sprawled all over his muscular chest all the way down his six pack where it thickened more and more as it reached closer to his groin. Unlike my father, I had a very lean and had a smooth body. I don't even get that much facial hair. Like my father I had black hair but I have my mother's green eyes. I was only 5'8". I did have a slight six pack though, but I was completely hairless until my groin. I liked to keep my pubes trimmed to somewhere between half an inch to an inch.

"Hey son, how was school?" 

"Same old boring crap."

He laughed his deep-throated laugh, giving me goosebumps. "When isn't it?"

"Good point. Why did you ask then?"

"To see if it has changed. So are you ready for your birthday tomorrow?"

"Hell yeah. I finally get to be 18. I will finally be an adult...I wish Mom was still here for it," I said in a choked voice. Mom died in a car accident when I was nine years old. It was about nine years ago but it still hurts, especially on my birthdays. My mother always made my birthdays special for me. She threw the best parties and made me the best cake. Because I am an only child, I was always spoiled rotten. We were so close, and then she was gone.

"I know. Me too." He came up and wrapped his muscular arms around my lean body. My father hasn't been with anyone since she died. I sighed and inhaled his masculine scent, instantly comforted by it. I held on to him long after I was comforted, enjoying the sensation of being held by him. I have to admit that I have always been attracted to him. My first erection was because of him. He had been walking around the house in just his boxer briefs. He likes having them tightly fitted so his cock had pushed against the material, and it was definitely not a small one. Ever since that day I have fantasized about him and that beautiful cock. He released me from his arms.

"So what do you want for your birthday?"

I looked at him like he was crazy. "It's the day before my birthday and you still haven't gotten me a present!"

He laughed. "Don't worry, Nick, it is wrapped up and ready for you to open it tomorrow. I just wanted to see if I was right."

"No, Dad, just surprise me."

"Oh believe me, I will," he said with a smirk. My father has always asked me what I wanted for my birthday and I always told him, and he has always given me what I asked for. My 16th birthday I had asked him for a car, and he gave me one. My 17th birthday I had asked for my own computer and he gave me one. He was actually pretty rich even though all he does was buy houses and sell them for more money. This year I didn't know what I wanted besides his cock so I just asked him to surprise me.

After supper, I went to my bedroom and did homework. I figured I would get it done now that way I have the entire weekend to myself. My dad came and told me goodnight, and went to bed. I looked at my clock and I realized it was after midnight. I was now 18, a man! I went and shut off my bedroom light and hopped into bed. I left my bed lamp on though, and I tugged off all my clothes, including my boxers. I looked down at my throbbing cock. I have always been pleased with it. It was a decent size, a little over seven inches long and a little thicker than six inches. 

I grasped my phallus in my hand and started slowly pumping it. I closed my eyes and thought of my father. After that incident when I was ten years old, I have tried to see my father almost or completely naked as often as I could over the years. About once or twice a week he would just take off all his clothes after work and would just lie around in his tight boxer briefs the rest of the day. I absolutely loved those days, taking in an eyeful but still trying to not make it obvious that I am staring at him, cock in particular. 

When I was thirteen, one day I needed to brush my teeth and floss in the morning and my dad was in the shower. I had pounded on the door and told him to hurry up and he said he was going to be a while so I should just come in and do my stuff. I asked him if he was sure because the shower only has a glass door on it and it is very easy to see through. He then told me to stop bitching and come in. My father was shampooing and I got a good look of him completely naked and he couldn't tell that I was staring at him because he had to keep his eyes closed to make sure he didn't get shampoo in his eyes. Once he was done shampooing, I would turn back to the mirror and continue brushing, though still peeking once in a while. I continued pounding on the door a few other mornings afterwards so I can see him in the shower again and he kept on inviting me in until he finally got sick of inviting me in that he yelled at me to just come in whenever I needed to and just stop asking. I continued this tradition throughout the years.

Once in a while when I am really horny and desperate I would wait until he went into the bathroom, wait until I hear him close to being done urinating, then I would walk in on him and apologize saying I didn't know he was in there. He would just finish, shake his dick, then say not a big deal then he would leave and I would shut the door behind him and masturbate.

I began to speed up the pace on my shaft and I thought about one of my favorite fantasies. My father was lying on his bed, completely naked with his hands behind his head, his legs spread far apart and his enormous cock was fully erect. I would then lie between his legs and give him a nice, slow blowjob. I now felt that familiar tingle and seconds later my cock erupted, spreading semen all over my chest and stomach. I grabbed some tissues from my nightstand and I cleaned up the mess. I then pulled my boxers back on and shut my light off and went to sleep.

My father came and woke me up at ten in the morning. "Happy Birthday, Nick! Get dressed and come into the living room so I can give you your present."

I dragged myself out of bed, pulled on some new clothes, and walked over to the living room. He was dressed in blue jeans, though he wasn't wearing a shirt. A nice little treat for my birthday, I thought to myself.

"Where is my present?"

"Just a second. Go stand over there," he said, motioning to a spot.

"Now get on both of your knees," he commanded once I took my place.

"Why," I asked, completely confused.

"Just do it," he said, starting to lose his patience.

I obeyed him and got on both knees. He came up to me, filling my nose with masculine scent, his crotch now just inches away from my face. He just stood there for a few moments, then asked, "Aren't you going to open your present?"

"What", I asked in a tiny voice.

"Don't be shy with me, Nick. All you have been doing the past eight years is constantly staring at me every chance you get. Like I wouldn't notice you staring a hole through me when I am in my underwear? Or how you always need to brush your teeth every time I am in the shower? Or how you always "accidentally" walk in on me when I am peeing?"

My face was completely pale. There was absolutely no point in denying it. I should have known he knew all along. I should have been more careful. "Are you sure you want to do this?"

"What? Give my son the thing he has been wanting the most for the past eight years? What kind of father would I be if I didn't give you what you want on your eighteenth birthday? Besides, I have wanted this for quite some time myself. Now that you are officially a man there wouldn't be anything wrong with it. So once again I ask, aren't you going to open your present?"

I couldn't believe it. This is finally happening, and he actually admitted himself that he has wanted to do this but couldn't because I was still a child. And now I am not a child anymore. I backed up an inch so I had enough room. Then I reached out and grabbed and unbuttoned his pants. I lowered his fly then I pulled his pants all the way down, not looking up at his cock yet.

"Get rid of your pants," I commanded him.

He obliged, kicking them out of his feet and out of the way. I finally looked up and saw his cock straining against the material of his blue boxer briefs. He was big when he was flaccid. He was huge when he was semierect. I slowly reached my trembling fingers out and slowly stroked his cock through the material. I felt his dick twitch.

"For fucks sake, Nick, hurry up! I can't take this anymore!"

I slowly pulled his underwear down and his cock sprang free. I lowered it until it was down to his knees. I then returned my attention to his huge shaft. I have seen his cock quite a few times but never up this close and never erect. I reached out and for the first time in my life I touched my dad's bare cock. My dad groaned. I wrapped my hand around his shaft and began stroking it up and down. I watched as precum began to ooze out of the slit of his cock. I now looked at his fully erect cock. I was infatuated with it. He was about nine inches long and seven inches thick.

I leaned forward and gave the slightest kiss to its engorged head. He moaned, and I continued to kiss my way down his shaft till I reached his hairy balls. I fondled his balls with my hands, and kissed the left testicle first, then the right. Then I kissed my way to the top of his hairy scrotum. Then without warning, I licked my way up his shaft and took his head into my mouth and began suckling on it. My dad threw his head back and let out a loud moan. I wrapped my hand around the base of his cock and took him deeper into my mouth until my mouth reached the top of my hand. I can't believe I am finally sucking his cock, I thought to myself.

I began sliding my mouth up and down his long shaft, enjoying the taste of his salty cock. I repeated this over and over a dozen times then I released my hand from his cock and went lower. I wasn't able to get all the way down on the first try, but I managed to fight against the gag reflex and go deeper with each time I went down on him. I slid my way up his cock and completely let him out of my mouth. He made a sound of protest, then I went down again, this time successfully taking all nine inches into my mouth, feeling his pubic hairs brush all over my face. He let out a throaty scream.

"Let me take it from here, honey," he said and then grabbed the back of my head and started fucking my mouth, pounding his cock all the way down my throat. He thrust his cock eight more times and I felt his cock spasm, then his cum started jetting in my mouth, and I enjoyed its heat going down my throat. Once he was completely spent he pulled out, grabbed his jeans, and rewrapped my present.

"So did you like your present?"

"Best present ever. But am I going to be able to open my present again some other time?"

"Anytime you want, son, anytime you want."

To be continued...

The Best Present Dad Can Give Ch. 02



"Dad, are you home?" I came home from school, eager to find my dad. Ever since my birthday a couple weeks ago I have been giving him blowjobs as often as I could. My 18th birthday was the best birthday I have ever had. My birthday present this year was my father's cock, something I have been waiting for since I was 10 years old. So needless to say, I have been rushing home after school lately. 

I haven't had sex with my girlfriend Rachel for almost three months now. Rachel is my longtime girlfriend of four years. People often joke around that we are already married. I haven't spent much time with her since she had her 18th birthday over two months ago. She has been spending a lot of time with her family since then, which is alright since lately I spend most of my time with my dad's dick in my mouth anyways. 

"Yeah, I am in the living room fixing the window."

I walked into the living room and found him standing by the window. He looked like he was finishing whatever he was doing in the top right corner. He turned around and smiled at me, that look that says he is happy to see me. Now that I no longer had to hide the attraction I had towards my father, I leisurely checked him out. He was wearing nothing special, just a black muscle shirt and a pair of blue jeans. I let my eyes linger from his bulging arms, to his massive chest down to his beautiful abs until it reached his groin, which hid the thing I wanted most.

He noticed how I was looking at him and it made him a smirk. "I have been working hard on that window all afternoon. I deserve to cool off a little, don't you think?" He took his shirt off, causing my eyes to rise from his groin to his hairy, muscular upper body. He let me stare at him a few more seconds. "It's nice to cool off, but don't you think I should get compensated for all the hard work I did?"

I took this as my cue and walked closer to him, lowering myself onto my knees before him. I unbuttoned his pants and lowered them down to his knees. I then did the same with his boxer briefs and focused on my prize. His beautiful penis looked so lonely, waiting to be loved. I began licking his shaft lightly and then with a little more force. I gave it a few kisses and then I took him into my mouth. I heard him let out a moan. I kept on going up and down, going farther down each time until I reached the base of his cock, which was no simple task considering how large his cock was.

"Fuck, Nick, Holy Fuck," he breathed.

I tightened my hold around his cock just a little more and he moaned even louder. His hips started thrusting against my throat.

"Baby, let me take control now, please. I really need to be in control right now."

He grabbed the back of my head and started thrusting deeper into my throat, and I let him. I could feel his cock begin to spasm just before I felt his hot stream of cum fill my throat. He gave a few more wimpy thrusts then pulled out. I licked his phallus clean, pulled up his boxer briefs for him, followed by his jeans, buttoned his jeans up, and got back off my knees.

What he did next took me by surprise. He grabbed me and held me close to him in his big arms. "I absolutely adore you, Nick. I hope you know that. Not just because of your amazing cocksucking abilities, but just for being you. You are an amazing son and I couldn't be any prouder of you."

I didn't know what to say to that. I just let him hug me a few more minutes then pulled away. "I have a confession to make. It's a bad one and I hope you can forgive me."

"Of course I will. Have I ever not? What is it?"

"I completely forgot that it is your 40th birthday tomorrow. I haven't gotten you a gift yet. I am so sorry."

"It is alright, son. I am actually relieved because now I get to tell you what I want for my birthday.

"Name it."

"You."

I just stared at him for a second and asked the question on my mind. "What do you mean me?"

He looked a little anxious and embarrassed but my father and I have always been really close. After all, I told him when I lost my virginity. "All this time you have been able to see me naked whenever you want. I haven't seen you naked since you were in elementary school, and I obviously wasn't affected by you back then in the way I have been the last few years. I want you, Nick. No scratch that, I need you. Not just to see you naked or give you a blowjob but I want you and I to be lovers with no boundaries or limitations. I want us to be able to explore each others bodies freely without wondering if the other would have a problem with it."

I wasn't sure what to say at first. "So all this time you have wanted to do things with me but were too afraid about how I would react or feel about it?"

He actually blushed. "Yeah. There were times when I wanted to grab you and make out with you, or strip you naked and give you a hand job or blow job, or fuck you or get fucked by you, but I was too afraid that I would freak you out and so I didn't. I was afraid we would lose that special bond between us if I ever freaked you out like that."

He looked sad and tense about how I might react to his confession. I walked up to him and gave him a hug. "I feel the same way. I have wanted to do those things with you many times but thought you would be freaked out. I had no idea you wanted to do stuff like that. I just thought you wanted blowjobs."

This time he was the one to pull back. He gave me a big grin and asked, "So are we gonna be lovers now?"

I smiled at him. "It is not your birthday yet. You are just going to have to wait and see."

"I guess its time to eat then."

After supper, I went to my bedroom and did homework while my dad searched online looking for cheap houses to buy and sell for a higher price. It was Friday night and I was glad my dad's birthday fell on a Saturday that way I could spend the whole day with him. 

I went to bed around ten, jacking off before going to bed in anticipation for the events that are going to happen tomorrow. I cleaned up and fell asleep instantly.

The next morning I took a look at the alarm clock. It was 8:10. I almost never get up this early unless I have school or somewhere to be. I stretched and got out of bed.

I walked to the bathroom and did my morning routine. I went pee, washed my hands, and brushed my teeth. I was curious if my dad was up yet so I walked over to his bedroom.

I found him sleeping silently. My dad was never the type to snore. He had his blanket covering his stomach so I had no idea if he was naked under the covers or not.

I walked over to the bed and carefully got on the bed with him. He remained sleeping, thankfully. I got so close to him that I was now face to face with him. I lowered my head and started lightly kissing him.

I could feel him stir, and then he opened up his eyes and smiled at me, then opened his mouth so I had more access to kiss him deeper. We kissed for a few more minutes, and then he suddenly grabbed me by the shoulders and threw me down on the bed, with him on top now, causing me to make a small noise in surprise.

The blanket fell away enough for me to see that he was completely naked. He continued kissing me. "I couldn't have asked for a better wakeup."

I just smiled at him and kissed him back.

He suddenly frowned. "You have way too many clothes on. It is like you are in the Sahara Desert wearing a heavy winter coat and boots." 

I really wasn't wearing that much. Just a t-shirt and gym shorts with some boxers underneath. My father has never seen me naked so I began to be slightly nervous.

"Don't look like that. I have wanted to see you for such a long time. We will go slowly, okay?"

"Alright."

He lifted my t-shirt off me. He began stroking his big hands over my lean muscles. "You are so smooth."

"Not everyone can be a hairy beast like you."

He laughed and started kissing me down my neck. He surprised me by stopping there. He continued kissing my neck, and then found my jugular artery. He started licking around that area and soon he began sucking on my neck.

I have never been given a hickey before. It was an odd, pleasurable feeling. Rachel never wanted to do that to me for some reason. She was afraid of leaving marks. Shit, marks!

"Dad stop!"

He stopped and gave me a confused look. "What? I could tell you liked it, so why did you make me stop?"

"You are giving me a hickey!"

"So, what's the big deal?"

"Hickeys leave marks, Dad. I am meeting Rachel tomorrow for lunch. How am I going to tell her about the hickey on my neck?"

"Oh." He looked at my neck. "Fuck."

"What?"

"I sure did give you a nice, big one."

"Shit. What am I going to tell her?"

"You want my advice?"

"Sure."

"Tell her the truth. She will be freaked out but I think it would be better for you both in the long run if you just tell her straight out. Tell her about the things we have been doing."

I sighed. "You are probably right. She has to find out eventually. I might as well come clean."

He could tell I was worried so he started licking my nipples. Rachel soon vanished from my mind. He kept on getting lower until he reached below my belly button.

"The trail ends here, son. There is a no trespassing sign. Do we go back up the trail to where we left off or do we say 'Fuck the sign' and go down into the forbidden area?"

I laughed. He can say the most humorous shit sometimes. I could tell he knew I was nervous and I was glad he wanted to see what I was comfortable with. My head was telling me I was nervous and should take things more slowly. My body was screaming at me for more action. I decided to listen to my body this time. "Fuck the sign."

He grinned. "I was hoping you would say that." He lowered my gym shorts and I kicked them off. He did the same with my boxers and then stared at my cock.

"Finally," he said. He grasped me in his big hand and started stroking me. If you would have told me last month that my dad was going to jack me off on his 40th birthday, I would have laughed at you.

My dad then took me into his mouth. I gave an involuntary gasp as I watched my dad go down on me, sliding my cock in and out of his mouth as pleasure jolted through my body. He kept on going up and down my shaft, with his hands massaging my balls. This continued for several minutes.

"Dad, stop. I am going to cum." But it was too late. Pleasure started from the tip of my toes and worked its way up into my groin and I shot cum deep into his throat and he drank it until he got the very last drop.

He released me from his mouth and disappeared to his nightstand. It left me confused but I understood when he came back with a bottle of lube. He got back on the bed and poured some in his hand. "Get on your hands and knees, Nick."

I did what he told me as I heard him slide some on his cock. I felt something wet and cold as he applied it to my asshole.

He pressed his cock against my entrance. "Are you ready, honey?"

"I think so."

He penetrated me slowly and I felt a little pain shoot through my body. He went all the way in and kept on thrusting it slowly.

"Are you alright?"

"I think so."

He kept on thrusting, this time a little harder and a little faster. That faint feeling of pain remained but along with it came a sort of odd, pleasurable feeling I haven't experienced before. I felt my dad sliding in and out of my body and I loved it. I was being dominated by him. Owned by him. He was my sexual fantasy and he was finally fucking me.

"I am going to cum, son!"

He gave a few more quick, hard thrusts and I felt him spill his seed into me, and I loved it. He slid his cock out of me.

"Are you alright, Nick?"

"I feel great, Dad."

He positioned me so that he could cuddle me from behind. We just laid there for a minute in silence.

"I love you, Dad."

He kissed the back of my head. "I love you, too."

"Happy Birthday."

To be continued...



The Best Present Dad Can Give Ch. 03



I woke up with a nice, big yawn. I looked over and saw my dad sound asleep. I couldn't keep the smile off my face. All we did yesterday for his fortieth birthday was do lots of fucking. I was really starting to enjoy my life.

I looked at the clock on his nightstand. It was ten o'clock in the morning. I was meeting Rachel, my girlfriend of four years, at noon for lunch. Guess I had to get up.

I got off the bed, feeling sore in all the right places. My asshole and throat in particular. They really took a beating last night.

I didn't bother getting dressed. Wouldn't make sense to get dressed if you are just going across the hall to take a shower, now would it?

I took a twenty minute hot shower. It felt good to have the hot water take away all the aches and pains.

I got out of the shower and dried off. I wrapped the towel around my waist and went to my bedroom to get dressed. I looked at the mirror and saw the hickey my father gave me yesterday morning. I wasn't sure how I was going to hide that from Rachel.

As I was deciding whether to hide the hickey or explain why I had it, the phone rang. Guess that decision had to wait. I looked at the caller ID. Speak of the devil, it was Rachel.

"Hi Rachel," I said, not able to keep the warmth out of my voice. I really did love her. I was planning on proposing to her after graduation. I wanted a long engagement though, like three years, just to make sure we get settled into college and had a perfect wedding. She deserves the best.

"Hi Nick."

"What's up? Do you need more time to get ready?"

"No. I have to talk to you about something."

"Okay."

"I don't know how to say this."

"Just go ahead and say it. You can tell me anything."

"I'm breaking up with you."

"What?"

"Look, Nick. You are a very nice guy and all, but I don't feel like you are the one, you know? With graduation coming up, I thought now would be a good time to break up."

I stared at the phone. "Can't we talk about this?"

"I wanted to tell you in person today at lunch, but I couldn't. I don't want to hurt you, Nick. It's just over." She hung up.

I stared at the phone. I don't know how long I have been staring at it. Time doesn't matter anymore. Nothing does.

"Nick?"

I slowly turned around to look at my father. He was still naked, a sight that usually makes me want to get on my knees and give him a blowjob, but it had no effect on me now. He could have been fully dressed for all I cared.

"What's wrong?"

I felt a tear slide down my face. "Rachel broke up with me."

"I'm so sorry. I guess you told her about us."

"No."

"You didn't? Why did she break up with you then?"

"She said I wasn't the one." Another tear fell down my face.

He came up to me and gave me a hug. He kissed me on the forehead. I couldn't make Rachel happy. I could make my dad happy though.

I broke the hug and got on my knees before him. I saw his cock twitch. "Nick, what are you doing?"

I stuck my tongue out and licked his engorged head. He was almost fully erect now. "What does it look like I am doing? I'm gonna make you happy."

I stuck his cockhead into my mouth. To my surprise, he pulled out. "No Nick, not now. You are grieving. Blowjobs are gonna have to wait."

"But I need to make you happy. I can make you happy." I reached out to grab his dick.

He backed up so I couldn't reach his cock. "No. I am going to get dressed so we can talk about this." He turned around and started walking to his bedroom to get dressed.

That did it. Just that small symbol of rejection broke the dam that was keeping the water from coming out of my eyes. Tears rapidly started pouring and I let a scream that didn't seem quite human.

My dad turned around and watched me fall the rest of the way to the floor. I was bawling, and I just couldn't stop. Tears were pouring out of my eyes and soaking up the carpet I was laying on.

My dad rushed up to me and picked me up from the floor and held me against his hard, furry chest. His hairy chest became wet with my tears.

"Why is everyone rejecting me?" I asked him. "Did I do something wrong? Am I a horrible person? What's wrong with me? Am I wrong?"

"No, honey, nothing's wrong with you. You didn't do anything wrong. Everything's gonna be okay. You are fine."

"No, something's wrong with me. There has to be something wrong with me. Am I ugly or stupid? Do I have BO? Am I evil? Am I stuck up or uptight? What's wrong with me? I'm so sorry!"

"You aren't any of those things, Nick. Don't apologize. You have nothing to apologize for."

"But I do. Why is she leaving me then? I loved her. I even wanted to marry her. I'm wrong! Please tell me there's something wrong with me. Tell me that I'm a horrible person. Please don't forgive me, I don't deserve it! Please tell me I'm wrong!" I couldn't stop crying. I know I wasn't making much sense, but I couldn't think rationally.

I felt water dropping onto my head and if I were outside I would have thought it was starting to rain. But we were indoors. I realized my dad was crying with me. It was probably killing him to see me in this much pain. I almost never cried. He cared so much about me and it destroyed him to see me fall apart like this. I was loved, and it soothed the pain just knowing someone cared about me that much.

I sighed after a moment. "I love you, Dad."

"I love you too, Nick. More than anything in the world."

We held each other for a few more minutes. I looked at the clock. It was one o'clock. I stepped out of his embrace, feeling embarrassed about my breakdown. I walked to the bathroom without a word to clean up.

When I got back, my dad was just where I left him. Now that I was comforted, I felt my groin stir at the nude sight of him.

"I decided to not go on that business trip this afternoon. I am staying here with you."

I shook my head. "No dad, you are going. I'll be fine."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, I'll call Trey and hang out with him when you leave." Trey was my best friend. We are really close and have been best friends since we were three.

"Okay, but call me if you need me to come back."

"When do you leave then?"

"Four."

I walked up to him. "Can we make love before you go?" I began kissing his neck.

"Yeah, I'm going to be gone until Friday morning." Today was Sunday. I thought about making him stay home for me just so I don't have to go that long without sex but figured that would be selfish.

I grabbed him by the hand and walked him to his room. When he got on his bed, I stripped all my clothes off as quickly as I could. He saw my boner and smiled.

"Dad, I want to be in control this time," I said, my voice quiet. I was naturally a submissive partner and he was naturally a dominant one, so I had to make sure he was fine with switching the roles this time.

He grinned. "Fine by me. Have your way with me."

His comment put a big grin on my face. I crawled my way over to him and put my groin by his face. "Suck my cock."

He obliged, grabbing a hold of my phallus and sticking the head of it into his mouth. He began sliding his mouth up and down my shaft. The feel of his wet, hot mouth on my shaft was incredible. Watching my cock slide into his mouth and coming back out added to my pleasure. I looked at him to see if he was enjoying it too, or if he was doing it just to give me pleasure, and saw that he seemed to enjoy it as much as me. Knowing that he liked sucking my cock put a familiar tingle that jolted through my body. I pulled out so I wouldn't come in his mouth.

To my delight, he looked disappointed. "I could have swallowed. You didn't need to pull out."

I shook my head. "That's not the place I want to deposit my seed today. It's going in your ass."

"Please use lube if you plan on fucking me." He looked a little worried. My father is as inexperienced with guys as I was. I am the only guy he has ever done anything sexual with.

I nodded. "I will be careful." I could understand his anxiety. It was yesterday morning with him when I first had a cock up my ass.

I went to his nightstand and returned to him with a bottle of lube in my head. "Would you freak out if I talked dirty to you when I'm fucking you?"

"No. That might actually be kind of hot."

I applied some lube to my finger and began rubbing it on his asshole. Once I was satisfied, I stuck a finger into him. I could have told you he has never been fucked if he hadn't told me because that was how tight he was. I shoved another finger into him and he made a small sound.

"Are you ready, Dad?"

He nodded. "Apply some lube to your cock and enter me slowly."

I put lube on like he asked and I put my dick against his virgin entrance. Then I slowly pushed my cock into his asshole until the head was engulfed completely into his ass, which caused him to make a small noise.

After a moment, I began sliding my way into his ass very slowly. I watched my shaft slowly disappear until my cock was balls deep into his ass. The feel of his tight ass squeezing my dick was incredible.

"Does it hurt?"

He nodded. "But that's okay because it feels good too."

I remembered that he gave me permission to speak dirty. "So you like having your son's cock in you."

"Oh yes."

"Then I am gonna fuck you, Daddy." I started thrusting my cock in and out of his ass. The speed and force began increasing with each thrust.

I came inside him and it felt incredible. I pulled out and my father turned to lie on his back and he began stroking his cock furiously. Before I could offer to lend a helping hand or mouth, his cock erupted, spewing his seed all over his hand and stomach.

Hating the thought of his sperm going to waste, I grabbed his hand and began licking all of his cum off it. When I finished with his hand, I lowered my head to his stomach and slurped up every last drop of his seed.

Satisfied, I moved up his body and kissed him. He kissed me back with just as much need. He glanced at the clock and broke the kiss. "Shit, I'm sorry but I need to get ready to go, Nick."

I scowled at him and he laughed, and then he headed to the shower.

As my dad was getting ready to leave, he kissed me goodbye and reminded me to call him if I needed anything, which I promised I would if I did need anything.

I watched my dad leave the driveway and I picked up the phone to call Trey.

"Hey Trey, can I come over?"

"Sure. It seems like we haven't hung out in ages." I felt guilty, because that was my fault. Other than in school, I haven't hung out with him since before my eighteenth birthday, and that was over a month ago. Trey and I used to hang out just about every other day.

"Yeah, sorry. There is something I need to tell you when I come over."

"The anticipation is killing me. I'll see you in a few." He hung up. God forbid he throw in a goodbye or something. That was Trey alright.

I grabbed my keys and headed out the door, afraid that I will burst into tears again when I tell Trey my bad news.

To be continued...



The Best Present Dad Can Give Ch. 04



The drive to Trey's seemed like it was an hour, even though I knew it was only a five minute drive. When I finally drove into his driveway and parked the car, I realized that I was shaking. I knew that I had no rational reason to be shaking though, since Trey was my longtime best friend. I was just being dumb. Trey always told me when he broke up with one of his girlfriends (though he couldn't stay in a long-term relationship if his life depended on it). 

Taking a deep breath, I got out of the car and rang his doorbell. Seconds later, the door opened with a smiling Trey behind it. "Hey Nicolae!"

Nicolae was my full first name. It is the name I prefer to go by. There are some who call me Nick (not that I hate it or anything, I just liked Nicolae better), like my father, Rachel, and a few adults (such as teachers), but the majority of people call me Nicolae. I don't correct them if they call me Nick though. Like I said, not a big deal.

Trey was drop dead gorgeous and he knew it. He was 6'2" (the same height as my father, oddly enough) and had a tan, athletic body (which makes sense since he loves spending time outdoors and working out). He had amazing chocolate brown hair and olive green eyes. Trey could honestly walk into any modeling agency and be hired on the spot, that's how great he looked.

He stepped aside and I went in, taking my shoes off by the door. When I finished taking my shoes off, I turned to face Trey and was immediately captured into his embrace. It took me off guard, though I should have expected it. I wrapped my arms around him, too.

Ever since I met him when I was three years old, I would always receive hugs from him. Trey hugs other people too, just not nearly as often as he hugs me. He would once in a while give his family members or other friends a hug, and he will hug a person back if someone else initiates a hug, but that is about it for other people. I, on the other hand, would receive hugs from Trey all the time. People that don't know us that well would often raise an eyebrow at the frequency and duration of our hugs, but people that have known us for a while don't even bat an eye about it. Like I said, it was just kind of expected.

After a minute or so, he broke the hug and the grin returned. "So you have something you need to tell me, do you? I'm just dying to hear it. I'm wondering if it has something to do with why you're not hanging out with me that much anymore."

A twinge of guilt went through me and it must have showed on my face because it made him laugh a deep laugh that matched his deep, bass voice. "Just giving you a hard time, Nicolae. Let's go into the living room, that way we don't have to stand in the doorway. Don't worry, my parents aren't home" he said, as if I was going to tell him a big secret.

As I followed him into the living room, I couldn't help but admire his behind. With the exception of my father's cock, Trey's ass was probably my most favorite object. I swear to God, God must have spent a full week sculpting that ass. Even my father's ass, which I love dearly, doesn't compare to his buttocks. Then again, nobody else's butt comes close to Trey's.

As we entered the living room, he motioned me to take a seat on his leather couch, and then he took a seat on the other side once I sat down. He turned to face me. "Okay. Spill it." What a Trey-like thing to say.

"Rachel dumped me."

"She what?!"

"Did you go hard of hearing all of a sudden? She dumped me!" I was being an asshole, but it was better than crying again.

"That bitch. I bet she doesn't even realize that you are the best thing that will ever happen to her. What happened?"

"She called me before we were supposed to meet up this afternoon and told me that it was over. She told me I was not the one. She didn't even have the guts to do it in person."

"What a cunt." You knew Trey was pissed when he calls a girl a cunt. 

"So is there anything else you need to tell me" Trey asked, changing the subject.

I became confused. "No. Why?"

He shrugged. "You know I'm always here for you, right? No matter what. That you can tell me anything, right?"

I gave him a weird look. "Yeah. Why?"

"So you are sure you don't have anything to tell me?"

This was getting weird. "Yes. What would there be to tell?"

A look of pain and frustration came onto his face. "I see."

"What? You see what?"

"You don't trust me."

Confusion and panic filled me. Was I not telling him something? I couldn't think of anything that I was keeping from Trey. I told him everything. What wasn't I telling him? I told him everything except...NO! Once I figured it out, I immediately turned deep red.

"And the light bulb finally turns on." Clearly he knew when I figured it out by the blush that crept up my neck and into my face.

"How do you know about that?"

"How do I know about what? You haven't told me anything yet."

I felt embarrassed, like someone who got caught pissing their pants, which I came close to doing when I figured it out. "How did you know about my father?"

"What about your father? You haven't told me anything about your father?"

I glared at him. "You aren't going to make this easy on me, are you?"

"Nope. It is your punishment for not telling me in the first place. But I will help you out a bit, since you are my best friend. Just finish the sentence. Oh and by the way, I don't want any vague, wishy-washy answers, either. Make sure it is clear, that way I couldn't possibly mistake what you are saying. Now, 'I haven't been around much for the last several weeks because I was busy...' fill in the blank."

I took a deep breath. "I haven't been around much for the last several weeks because I was busy being with my father."

"That was too vague. That could mean just about anything. Make it clear and to the point. Make it so I know exactly what you are saying."

"You know what I'm saying."

"Nope, completely clueless", he lied. "Try it again."

I took another deep breath, trying to prepare myself for the confession. It was a hard confession to make. "I haven't been around much for the last several weeks because I was busy having sex with my father." Once I confessed it, it seemed like an air has been lifted. One I wasn't completely aware of until now.

I was rewarded with a grin from Trey. "See. That wasn't so hard, now was it?"

Anger crept through me. "What do you mean it wasn't hard? I just told you my biggest secret that is considered completely taboo and you think it wasn't hard?"

He sighed. "That doesn't matter. You should have known you could have told me about it. Instead, you refused to tell me about it until I pried it out of you."

"You mean it doesn't bother you?"

"Absolutely not. I just want you to be happy, Nicolae."

"I wanted to tell you." I was getting close to having tears. "But I didn't know how. I was afraid of what you might think of me."

He crossed the couch and closed the distance between us with a hug. "Nicolae. My poor Nicolae. You are a complete idiot."

"Hey!" I tried to pull away but he held me tightly in his embrace. I wasn't a weakling or anything, but Trey was just so strong that I couldn't get away if I tried, so I just gave up and continued to hug him.

"Nicolae, have I ever given you any reason to think that you couldn't trust me? There isn't anything you could say or do that would make me think less of you. It is just not possible. You have always been the most important person in my life and nothing will ever change that."

I didn't know what to say to that, but I was instantly comforted. I knew he would always be my best friend. He was right. I should have told him. Curiosity suddenly struck me. "How did you know, by the way? I didn't say anything that would have given it away."

"Let me explain it to you mathematically." Trey loved math. It was his favorite subject and his abilities never ceased to amaze the teachers, and me for that matter. "You are completely obvious when checking people out, no matter how hard you try to hide it. You have been making googly-eyes at your father since you hit puberty. He, in response to this, pretty much flaunted his body at you, loving the attention he was receiving. Shortly after you turned eighteen, with the exception of school, you stopped wanting to hang out with your girlfriend and friends, insisting that you needed to get home. This continued for the past several weeks. So what does 'x' equal? 'X' equals 'duh', of course. I could have figured that one out even before Algebra."

Okay, his explanation was not mathematical, with the exception of the 'x' equals thing. Was I really that obvious? I wonder if anyone else figured it out. "Do you think anyone else caught on?"

"I doubt it...no scratch that, I bet a million to one that the twins figured it out. You know they won't care either, though. Don't worry, nobody besides us, I'm sure. I bet even Rachel is completely clueless on the matter."

The "twins", Cody and Collin, were the remainder of our group. They transferred into our school in fifth grade and instantly became friends with us. They are both bisexual, though Cody is more open about it than Collin. The twins are obsessed with Trey and I, for a lack of a better term. To be technical, Cody was obsessed with me and Collin was obsessed with Trey. It was a little weird when we first figured that out, but it doesn't bother us anymore since they are both kind-hearted and fun people.

"What do you mean it's obvious when I'm checking someone out?"

"I think the statement speaks for itself."

"I am NOT obvious!"

"So you weren't checking out my ass as we were walking into the living room?"

My cheeks became flushed and I had a "oh shit!" moment. I couldn't deny it, so I just chose to say nothing.

"I actually like that you notice me. Some parts more than others." He grinned, and then his face sobered up. "Which actually I was gonna ask you something." He suddenly looked anxious.

"What?"

"I was wondering if you would give me a blowjob."

Any trace of embarrassment I had had was gone. Anger quickly replaced it. "So you automatically assume that because I checked you out and that I suck my father's dick that I would suck your dick?"

He looked panicked. "Whoa, Nicolae, wait a minute..."

I decided to interrupt him. "You think that because you can get just about any girl in school to blow you that it would be okay to assume that your best friend would too." He opened his mouth to interrupt, but I quickly continued. "You probably thought 'oh, since he was perverted enough to blow his old man, he must be perverted enough to blow me since I am a stud with a hot piece of ass. Anybody would be lucky to get asked to suck my cock.'" The anger increased more and more as I talked. I knew I was being moody but that was just the kind of day I was having.

"No, I..."

"I'm out of here."

I got up and quickly walked to the door with a desperate Trey following me. He was talking, but I chose to ignore him. I went to put on my shoes and when I got them on and stood straight up Trey embraced me, but I pushed him with such fury that it actually shoved him against the wall. "Don't fucking touch me! I'm not a fucking toy! I'm not one of the sluts you always have around you that you use and discard!"

He looked hurt and on the verge of tears, something I have never seen on Trey's face before. "Nicolae, it is not like that. Nicolae...Nicky..."

The use of my childhood nickname that he hasn't used since middle school brought a jolt through my body. A flashback (or just a distant memory), went through my head.

I was back at my sixth birthday party. I was surrounded by my friends and a big birthday cake that my mother had made was set on the table. Young Trey was sitting next to me and asked, "Hey Nicky, what are you gonna get for a present?" I replied that I did not know. My mother (whom I loved dearly) said, "Guess you're just going to have to wait and see, huh, Nicky?" (She must have thought it was cute). As soon as she said it, the room (filled with five and six year olds, mind you) fell silent. "Don't call me that! Only Trey can call me that!" I screamed at my mother, who didn't know any better. All my other friends had known that rule already. My poor mother didn't and she got a hurt look on her face. Young Trey, being only six years old at the time, was not aware of my mother's hurt feelings, but grinned when I told her that he was the only one who could call me Nicky. That was the only time I ever yelled at my mother, who died when I was nine.

Snapping back into the present, and slightly disturbed by the random memory, I simply whispered a goodbye to Trey and headed out the door and into my car. It's funny how weird memories come back to you all of a sudden.

The telephone was ringing off the hook when I got inside my house. I looked at the Caller ID and saw that it was Trey, so I ignored it. I just wanted this day to be over. My cell phone started vibrating in my pocket and I took it out to see who it was. No surprise there. It was Trey. Again, I ignored him.

I decided to call it an early night (I can't believe I'm going to bed at eight o'clock). What a terrible day I had. Being dumped by Rachel, having my father leave me until Friday (it was Sunday), and getting into a fight with my best friend who thought that I was a cock slut that he could use as his own personal toy. Is it possible to just sleep until Friday when my father got home? Knowing the answer was no, I set my alarm clock and went to bed.

I didn't want to get up when the alarm clock went off, but I did anyways. I took my shower and brushed my teeth and headed off to school.

When I got to school, I bumped into Rachel in the hallway.

"Hey Nick."

I knew what she wanted. "Hey. I'm not ready to go through the whole 'we can still be friends' thing so it will have to wait." 

Luckily, she backed off. "Okay. We'll talk when you're ready."

I nodded. "Thank you."

She gave a small smile and was gone. "Nicolae!" someone called. I turned around and found that the twins, Cody and Collin, were approaching.

The twins were easily the most attractive students in the school (with the exception of the butthole, Trey). They were completely identical, looking more than just similar. It seemed that no one could tell them apart. Even their parents were mistaken half the time. As a matter of fact, the only two people in the world to be able to tell them apart with one hundred percent accuracy is Trey and I, which never ceases to amaze them. They would purposely try to fool us by acting like the other, or going into the bathroom and switching clothes before coming back out. Each attempt, of course, failed miserably. Neither Trey nor I were ever fooled for a second.

They were both 5'11" with a thin, but athletic, body. You wouldn't know they were bisexual by looking at them. They both had unruly blonde hair that seemed to fall into all the right places. Their most attractive, and simply amazing, body features were their eyes. They were teal. Others may have some wishy-washy teal-like eyes, but none of the others came close to the purity of their teal eyes. Their eyes were my favorite pairs of eyes to look into.

Cody, who was always happy to see me, had a big grin on his face. They may have identical looks and tastes, but their personalities were a little different. Cody was the more aggressive and blunt of the two, while Collin simply was laidback and kept to himself. Other than that, they were two peas in a pod, and each other's best friend.

"Where is Trey?" Collin asked.

"Hopefully in a corner rotting somewhere."

Both of them stared in disbelief at me with their beautiful eyes. "What's wrong? Are you guys fighting? You guys never fight?"

"I know" was all I said.

They both looked so worried, especially Cody. I went and wrapped my arms around him and held him in my embrace. "Are you okay?" Cody asked.

"I will be."

As I was holding Cody, I saw Trey approaching, which caused my body to tense up. "I need to go." 

"Let me go with you."

I shook my head. "You stay with your brother." I met eyes with Collin. I didn't have to ask Collin if he was staying. He would always be on Trey's side, just as Cody would always be on mine. Not that Collin and I weren't friends. We were great friends. He just preferred Trey's company over mine, which I would never hold against him.

Cody opened his mouth to protest, but I interrupted him, "Please".

He gave me a forlorn look and I walked away.

"Hey, Nicolae, wait!" I heard Trey call.

I ignored him. I was not ready to deal with him. Not sure if I ever wanted to deal with him again.

It pretty much continued like that throughout the day. I would receive worried looks from Cody, and Trey would try talking to me, and I would continue to ignore him.

When lunch came around, I was put into a difficult situation that shouldn't have been so difficult. The difficult situation was finding a table to sit at. I glanced around the cafeteria for an empty table and couldn't find one. Shit. I found the table I would normally be sitting at, which included Trey, Cody, and Collin, but I didn't want to be forced into a conversation with them so I didn't go sit by them. Luckily, they didn't notice me yet. I continued walking through the tables.

"I know it is none of my business, but it looks like you don't want to sit by Trey for some reason. You are welcome to sit with us." 

I jumped and nearly spilt the food that was on my tray. I looked for the familiar voice to find Rachel with her flock of friends. They all stared at me. Knowing Rachel, she told every last one of them that we broke up. I simply just shook my head. I wasn't that desperate.

As I continued perusing the cafeteria for a table to sit at, my eyes fell on someone who was sitting by himself. It was Rhett. No big surprise there.

Honestly, I did not know Rhett at all. Nobody here did, actually. He transferred here last year from another high school and kept to himself, not talking to anyone.

Rhett had pure black hair, like mine. He was really short, around 5'3", give or take an inch. He also had an adorable baby face. He could easily pass for a freshman, though I knew he was already 18. He had silver eyes and when he smiled (which seemed to be rarely), it was very cute.

I went up to his table and sat down. "Hi, mind if I sit with you?"

Rhett just looked up and blinked at me, so I repeated the question. "No, I don't," he replied, "but I am wondering why you are sitting with me and not with the remainder of the 'god clique'."

"I beg your pardon?"

"You don't know that people call you guys that? I thought that was just common knowledge. Everyone calls you, Trey, Cody, and Collin gods, thus giving your group the name the 'god clique'".

"What, why?"

He gave an annoyed sigh, "Because all of you are so perfect! Perfect grades, perfect behavior, perfect looks and body, everyone loves you guys, which is why you guys are considered gods."

He continued eating, though I wasn't going to let it slide. "I'm not perfect."

"Remind me again who is the ringleader of the 'god clique', who was crowned Homecoming King, and who has perfect grades and attendance?"

"It is true that I have perfect grades and attendance, and for some reason I became Homecoming King, but I am not the ringleader of the so-called 'god clique'. If there is any leader, it would be Trey."

"Bullshit. Trey may be the most social person in the group, but that group can't even function properly without you. I mean seriously, look at them".

I snuck a glance over there and they all had small frowns on their faces. Nobody was talking. There just seemed to be an awkward silence and, much to my horror, they simultaneously seemed to sense that I was watching them so they all turned and looked at me at the same time. Creepy!




The Best Present Dad Can Give Ch. 04



"See", was all Rhett said.

"Enough about me. I want to hear about you. Tell me everything."

He looked confused. "Why? Because I don't have any friends and you pity me."

"No. Because you seem like a decent person that no one has bothered giving a chance and I would absolutely hate myself if I never got to know you. Especially with graduation only months away."

He actually blushed with the small compliment I gave him. "Alright. What do you want to know?"

We continued chatting the remainder of the lunch period, and I was delighted to find that the once vapid Rhett could actually become animated and grin that cute grin of his. As I talked with him, I couldn't help not hating myself a little bit for not talking to him once since he moved here. I actually found that I liked him. I was right on my assumption of him being a decent person.

When he looked at the time, he looked extremely disappointed that the lunch hour was now over. "I guess it ends now" he said, mournfully. 

"For today anyway. I want to have lunch with you again tomorrow if that is alright with you."

His face immediately lit up. "Yeah. Definitely."

We parted ways, and I continued my boring day of school. School was such a drag.

When I got home, I noticed that I had five missed calls. Each one from Trey. He just needs to give up, already.

I continued the routine of ignoring my friends and Rachel throughout the week. I also continued eating lunch with Rhett, finding that I was enjoying his company more and more every day. I gave him my phone number and told him we needed to hang out once in a while, and that he should call or drop by my house if he ever wanted to hang. He seemed delighted by the invitation.

When I got home Thursday afternoon, I checked my cell phone for missed calls. I had eight missed calls. Seven were from Trey and one was from my father. One of those people I could not ignore. I called my father.

"Hey Dad!"

"Nick, honey, how is things? I'm surprised I never got a call from you this week."

I couldn't hide things from my father. I told him everything.

"You mean he asked you for a blowjob and now you won't talk to him?"

"Yeah. Can you believe that?"

"I can't believe you would do that to him."

I stared in shock at the phone. "Huh?"

"Nick, Trey is your best friend, and you are his best friend. He felt comfortable enough asking you to take it to another level. Not only did you decline him, which he probably would have been fine with if that's how you felt, but you completely abandoned him. It is not uncommon for friends to want to experiment with each other. I can't believe you reacted like that. It should have been a yes or no ordeal, not a goodbye one."

"I can't let him use me like that. I know how he just uses and discards girls."

"You are different, Nick. It will be different if you tried it, that I promise you. He wouldn't do that to you."

"How do you know?"

"Because I know how he truly feels about you. He loves you, Nick. I'm not sure on what level or the intensity of it, but that much is certain. He doesn't love those women he gets blowjobs from. Don't even compare yourself to them. You just need to make things right with him."

I realized he was right. Thinking back, Trey has always been there for me. He doesn't think of me as a mouth to be used like he does some girls. It was no secret that Trey loves blowjobs as much as the act of sex itself. He thinks of me as a friend who he wants to explore new things with. I felt guilty and terrible. How could I treat my best friend like that?

"You're right, Dad. As usual. I'm just going to tell him that I can't do those things with him since I'm with you."

He was silent on the other end. "Dad?"

"So if it wasn't for me, you would probably try it out?"

"I don't know. I guess."

"Nick, if you want to do it, do it."

"But I can't cheat on you..."

"You won't be cheating on me. Nick, relationships don't always have to be monogamous. Just because you go and have sex with someone else, doesn't mean you are cheating on me. It is only cheating if a couple sets down rules saying they can only be with each other, or they try hiding it from their partner. We never set down such rules, nor have we hid anything from each other so it won't be considered cheating. If you decide to be with Trey, it won't diminish our relationship in any way. I can promise you that."

"Alright."

"So are you going to do it with Trey?"

"Only if it comes up and I want to."

"Good. That is exactly the answer that I wanted to hear." I could tell he was grinning. Who would have thought my father would be completely fine with me having sex with others. "And Nick, it is not limited to Trey. Anytime a situation like that occurs, just do what you want to do. The only way I will get upset is if you don't do what you want to do. Does that make sense?"

"Yeah."

"But I need to go, Nick. I will see you when you get home from school tomorrow."

"Okay. I love you."

"Not nearly as much as I love you." He hung up.

I took a deep breath. How was I going to make things up to Trey? I wasn't entirely certain whether I was going to go new places with Trey or not, assuming he still wanted to. I wasn't going to lie to myself. When I wasn't fantasizing of being with a woman or my father, the twins, or Rhett (I blushed to myself since I have had fantasies about him for the last couple of days. He never really hit my radar before Monday.), I was fantasizing about Trey. Blowing Trey, fucking Trey, being fucked by Trey, you name it, I've thought about it. First of all though, I just needed to worry about making things right between us again.

The doorbell rang.

I wonder who it was. It was probably Rhett, who seemed thrilled to have a new person to hang out with. My problems with Trey were just going to have to wait for now.

I opened the door to see who it was, expecting to see Rhett. To my shock, it was Trey.

"No, it is not Rhett. It's me." He actually scowled. Then, instantly, his mood changed back to the desperation that has been going on since Sunday. "Nicolae, please hear me out this time. I need to talk to you."

I opened the door wider. "Wipe your feet." When he just blinked at me, confused, I rephrased. "Come in."

A look of relief crossed his face. He came in, and wiped his feet. I hid back a laugh. When I told him to wipe his feet, he took me literally when I just meant it as an expression to come in.

We just stood in the doorway for a minute or so in silence, awkwardly staring at each other. He finally broke the silence.

"Look Nicolae, it might be easy for you to replace me with this Rhett kid, but I don't have that luxury. You are irreplaceable."

Oh my gosh. He was jealous of Rhett. I should have seen this coming. By ignoring him and making a new friend, he thought I was replacing him.

"I'm not replacing you, Trey. I just made a new friend."

The look of relief mixed with a scowl was humorous. "Well, you are his new best friend, anyways. The kid's infatuated with you too, by the way."

"He is not. He is just a little lonely because he doesn't know how to initiate conversations and nobody until now bothered talking to him."

"That might be the case, but I know puppy love when I see it." He remained quiet for a short minute. "Nicolae, I am sorry about what happened between us. Please..."

I interrupted him by closing the distance between us with a hug. He stopped talking. "Don't say another word, Trey. I am the one who should be sorry. I was being a moody jerk and I ended up taking it out on you because we had a misunderstanding. Can we just forget about it?"

He held me tighter. "I want that more than anything. Oh Nicolae, I haven't slept for days. This was the worst week of my life."

"It was the second worst week of my life." I didn't need to bother explaining to him what the worst one was. The week of my mother's death. He was there for me the whole time when it happened. This week did have a couple of ups to it though. The beginning was incredible, when I had had lots and lots of sex with my father. Becoming friends with Rhett was also a plus.

I pulled away from the hug and smiled up at him. "Do you have time to hang out with me for a little while?"

He grinned back at me. "I always have time for you, Nicolae."

We walked into my living and I flipped the television on. A movie that we both liked had just started playing so we sat down on the couch. Trey patted his lap. I knew what he meant.

I lied down so my feet were on the other side of the couch and I rested my head on his lap. He was wearing gym shorts so I could feel that he was wearing boxers underneath.

We watched the movie in this position. Trey reached down and began stroking my hair. He knew that I loved having it stroked, seeing Rachel do it numerous times. He never actually did it himself though. I liked it, so I decided to not comment on it.

When a commercial break was on, I turned my head to look at Trey. Trey was watching the commercial and didn't seem to notice that I was watching him. I pivoted my head so that my face was now inches away from his cock...which I could see was semi-erect through his thin gym shorts. 

I knew when Trey noticed when I was looking at his cock because I could feel his whole body tense up. I looked up and saw that he was blushing. "Sorry, I couldn't help it."

"It's alright." Now was the perfect opportunity. "Trey, do you still want to do that thing we mentioned on Sunday?"

"You mean the blowjob thing?" That's what I liked about Trey. He could be direct and to the point at times when I couldn't.

"Yeah." He gave me a guilty puppy dog look, but nodded.

"Does it have to be a blowjob? Or can we try other things?"

I saw his eyes light up. "I'm open for any suggestions."

"Can we start slow? I mean really, really slow? If one of us gets freaked out, we could just say 'stop' as a safe word. We can try to resume it later if it gets to be too much at once."

Excitement came across his face. "Sounds good."

"Let's take our shirts off."

Trey and I have seen each other with our shirts off a thousand times so it was an easy start point. I began to grab my shirt, but he stopped me. "May I?"

I blushed and nodded as Trey took my shirt off for me. I grabbed his shirt and didn't ask, I just slid it over his head.

Trey put his cheek against mine. I could hear his loud breathing. He was just as excited and nervous as I was. Well, maybe not quite as nervous as me.

"I'm too nervous to start. I'm counting on you to lead."

He took that as his cue to start. He laid a kiss on my cheek and kissed his way down my jaw line. He went lower and started laying brief kisses on my neck. He made his way to my throat, and to my surprise and delight, he licked his way up my throat. He then gave me a closed kiss on the lips.

He laid a few more kisses on my mouth before prying my mouth open with his tongue. I let him inside and he began licking his tongue against mine. I enjoyed the kiss and even started moving my tongue as well, causing our tongues to dance together.

He pulled away. "Are you okay?" he asked, breathless.

I nodded but held my hand against his chest when he moved in again. "My turn."

I began laying small kisses all over his face. I had wanted to do this for a long time so I knew exactly what I wanted to do and I took my time doing it.

I licked the tip of his nose, which made him laugh. Then I leaned over and took his earlobe into my mouth and sucked on it. When I released it from my mouth, I nibbled on it oh so slightly.

I grabbed his hands and lifted him off the couch. He looked confused but I told him it gave me more access to explore more parts of his body. A grin crossed his face as I fully studied his body, trying to decide what I want to do first. This was the first time I was fully able to get a full view of him in without trying to hide the lust that came with it. I could tell he loved being checked out by me.

He was very muscular, with well-defined pectorals and abs. My father has muscles like his but it was hidden behind lots of fur. Trey was smooth. I decided to remind him about the safe word. "Remember the safe word. I might get a little out of hand so make sure it is loud and clear if you decide to use it." Instead of looking worried when I warned him about it getting out of hand, he grinned, looking more excited. I actually saw his dick twitch under the gym shorts. Don't worry, my lovely friend's penis, you'll be loved soon provided that my friend doesn't say a specific word. Penises do have a mind of their own, after all. I was going to save that for last though.

I walked up to him and laid my face against his bare chest. I took in a deep breath and smelled that wonderful masculine scent that belonged to Trey. It was just as intoxicating as my father's scent, but it was completely different at the same time. I liked that, though. 

Since I was pretty much on his chest, I decided to start there. I backed up a little bit and just caressed my hands all over his chest, getting to know his muscles so that one day I will know them perfectly. I loved how the feel of the smooth skin with hard muscle under it felt on my hands. I continued playing with his chest as I took his nipple into my mouth. He groaned as I felt his soft nipple harden as I played with it in my mouth. Once it was fully erect, I leaned over and gave his other nipple the same treatment.

When I had been sucking on his second nipple, I had been playing with his abs with my hands. The muscles felt incredible as I felt the waves of his eight-pac, when caressing his muscles, vertically descending lower, and lower... 

I played with the hairs that stretched from his belly button to his groin with my hand as I began kissing him lower and lower, licking the definitions of his muscles in his abdomen. I kissed his belly button and kissed the hairy trail going down until I got to his waistband.

I was on my knees looking up at him. The desire in his eyes was so intense, telling me to continue. I waited a few seconds, just in case it was too much for him in one night. I really hoped he didn't use the safe word but I thought I would check and make sure. I continued looking into his olive green eyes and along with desire, I found impatience. I guess that means I should commence.

I took a deep breath, my pulse had to have been in the high one hundreds. Trey was not the only one who was feeling a little impatient. I decided to lower his gym shorts and boxers at the same time. Lowering both separately would have been a pain and a waste of time. Both of us wanted my mouth on his shaft, after all.

Reaching, with trembling fingers, I lowered both shorts and boxers at the same time. I did not peek even for a millisecond. My eyes were averted so that I could take it all in one glimpse. When I finally had them down to his ankles, he talked for the first time since he asked me if I was okay after making out with me. "You haven't looked yet." He sounded disappointed. He sounded like he was dying to have me see him.

"I will once you kick the shorts out of the way."

He did as he was told. I closed my eyes as I straightened up on my knees, like I said, I wanted to take it all in one glimpse. Trey was clearly bothered that I had closed my eyes while doing so. "You aren't going to keep your eyes closed the whole time, are you? It is not a hideous cock. Please open your eyes" begged.

I opened my eyes and I thought my jaw was going to drop to the floor. Trey was huge! I didn't mean lengthwise. Lengthwise he was like me, a little above average. It was the fucking girth of the thing. He was fully erect and it was impressive. My father was longer but thinner than Trey. And believe me when I say my father was thick. Trey's phallus was just a monster!

Besides the fact of having a monster girth, Trey's balls were fucking huge and hung extremely low. Seriously, how do they get that big! How does he take a shit without having his testicles plopping into the toilet water? I was happy to see that he kept his pubic hairs trimmed. My father didn't, and once in a while it would get in the way. My father had offered to trim but I immediately declined that offer. My dad was a hairy beast all over (not gross places like the back and upper arms, but in all the right places), and that was how I wanted him. Trey, on the other hand was not a hairy beast, so I was glad he kept it trimmed short.

Trey laughed. "I fucking love it! Your expression is incredible! I can't wait until you taste it! You will have another surprise in store!"

I had no idea what he meant so I asked. "What do you mean?"

"I am not going to say a word. But there is one way to find out" he said with a wink.

I was definitely curious, though it was going to have to wait. I wanted to explore him with my hands before I explored him with my mouth.

I reached out and grabbed his large testicles and started massaging them. He let out a small moan. I reached up and grabbed his thick shaft into my hand, though it had seemed I could barely wrap my hand around it, I still managed to do it. I began stroking his cock as I continued massaging his balls.

After a while, I switched hands. Both hands should get used to these very intimate body parts of his, after all. 

Not being able to wait any longer, I brought my head to his cock and slid the engorged head of his shaft into my mouth. I knew exactly what he meant about the taste. It tasted like an unidentified fruit flavor. I released him from my mouth.

"Hey!" Trey protested.

"Why does it taste like a fruit?"

"You know how much I love fruit." It was true. Trey absolutely loved eating fruit. He couldn't go a day without eating at least five of some kind of fruit. His refrigerator at home was stocked with fruit. The guy loved fruit probably as much as he loves being given blowjobs, possibly more.

"So?" Then it hit me. "You mean that myth about how eating a lot of fruit will make a guy's semen taste sweet is true!? But that doesn't make sense. I haven't tasted your semen yet."

"Well, apparently, if your diet consists of lots of fruit over a very long period of time, it will cause one to have a sweet and fruity dick" he said, sounding pleased with himself. "But enough talk. The flavor is delicious, or so I'm told, and none of the girls who have given me head before has died afterwards, so I don't want to hear any excuses. I just want you to suck it."

I didn't have to be told twice. I did not return my mouth to the head of his cock though. I lowered my head and sucked one of his gigantic balls into my mouth.

"Oh God" Trey whispered.

The ball tasted sweet, too, though it wasn't nearly as distinctive as the head of his cock. I enjoyed the feeling of having his ball in my mouth for a little longer then, not wanting to make the other ball jealous, took his other testicle into my mouth and sucked on that one for a while too.

I could hear Trey above me moaning. I licked my way up his scrotum, which stretched lower than most due to the massive hanging balls with in it. I finally reached the bottom of his cock. I licked my way slowly up his cock.

One thing I found interesting was that the farther north I traveled, the sweeter the cock became. I took him into my mouth for a second time and suckled on his fat head. Trey loved what I was doing to his lovely penis. Or at least that's what the sounds he was making indicated.

I decided to take Trey deeper into my mouth. I took, along with his cockhead, three inches into my mouth. I decided to stop there for now. I marked the location I stopped at by wrapping my left hand around his cock at that location.

I decided now was the time to use what my father called my "amazing cocksucking talents". I began a nice slow rhythm on his phallus, using all the techniques that I knew my father loved, which included sucking, licking, and twisting my mouth on his cock all simultaneously. I made lots of smacking sounds while I did so; knowing sound was a big turn on for men. I even began moaning, not just for his benefit, but because I enjoyed it so much. I could do this to his cock for days and not get bored with it. 




The Best Present Dad Can Give Ch. 04



I took him out of my mouth and rapidly flicked my tongue over his sweet cockhead, back and forth, then I lowered my mouth back onto his cock and continued the suck/lick/twist motion I had done to him earlier.

Meanwhile, Trey was moaning so loudly that I wouldn't be surprised if the neighbors heard us. Fuck the neighbors. If I could give Trey this much pleasure, it was well worth it.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck...!!!"

He sure did like moaning "fuck" a lot when he was in deep pleasure. I took Trey out of my mouth and looked up at him.

"What did you stop for?" he asked in a gasp.

"Am I one of the better ones?" I asked, curious.

"Better cocksuckers, you mean? The others don't compare! I hope you like blowing me because I don't know what I would do if you decided to never do it again and I had to have some talentless bimbo blow me."

I smiled up at my best friend. "Well, if you put it that way, how could I refuse?" I said, taking him back into my mouth. Since I let go of his cock when I talked to him, I lost the spot I had kept as a marker. Guess it is time to deep-throat.

My father was longer than Trey so it shouldn't be too big of a problem getting him all the down. Granted, he was thicker, but that shouldn't hold me back much, especially since I was getting used to his size.

I continued slowly going lower and lower, inching closer to the base of his cock. I fought past my gag reflex and after a few more inches, I finally reached the bottom of his cock.

"Holy shit. You can deep-throat too." Trey whispered in a pleasurable gasp.

I slid my way back up his cock. "Yes, I can" I said in a raspy voice, then plunged myself back down to the base of his sweet cock.

I continued deep-throating his cock, becoming more and more used to his thick phallus, going up and down the full length of his shaft faster and faster. My throat was used to taking in a couple more inches than it was now since I was used to deep-throating my father. The gag reflex seemed a distant memory now.

Trey grabbed a hold of my head to stop my fast rhythm, and then pulled his dick out of my mouth. I let out a whine, similar to how a toddler might whine if he had his pacifier taken away.

Trey let out a laugh, delighted. "This is undoubtedly the best night of my life. It is also the best sex I have ever had. I love you, Nicolae."

In response to this proclamation, I went for his cock and slid its sweetness back into my mouth, and he slid it right back out. "I pulled out for a reason, Nicolae. If you had continued deep-throating me, I would have came in your mouth." He must have seen my reaction to this statement, because he continued with, "Which, judging by your reaction, you would have loved."

I nodded enthusiastically. Granted the only cum I have ever tasted was my father's, but I absolutely loved it, and I loved it when he came in my mouth, so I could assume it would be the same situation with Trey.

"You can seriously take all of my cock in your mouth, at any speed, without it hurting you, can't you?"

"Well not at first, but now I can since I am now more familiar with it."

To my surprise, he grabbed my head and slowly started stroking his penis against my face. "You like this, don't you?" He continued the slow, rhythmic pace against my face and I could feel the warmth of his precum ooze onto my face, only to have the precum rubbed into my skin with his cock. Unable to speak words at the moment, I simply nodded. He smiled. "You have no idea how big of a turn on that is. Since you are used to having my cock in your mouth now, and since I'm desperate for release, I am going to fuck your face. I need to finish it quickly."

He shoved his delicious cock into my mouth and began fucking my mouth at a hard and fast pace. Seeing no sign of struggle from me, he continued with about a dozen more thrusts and then I felt him shoot his warm seed into my mouth. It tasted sweet as well. Jet after jet poured into my mouth. He has a lot more semen than my father and I have. I guess that's what happens when you have massive balls. Still more shot into my mouth and finally it ceased.

He sat there, in my mouth, for about a minute after, and then he pulled himself out of my mouth. He then got on his knees and gave me a big hug. "Nicolae, I love you so very much."

"I love you too, Trey."

We sat like that for a few minutes, and then I realized that Trey was extremely tired. Some people get like that after an orgasm. Apparently Trey was one of them. "Do you want to spend the night here?" I asked.

He shook his head and began to reach for my cock. "It is my turn to pleasure you."

"No." Panic ran through me. "Stop!" He did, though he gave me a confused look. "That is enough for tonight. We need to go to bed."

We walked to my bedroom, me half naked and Trey completely naked. We didn't see the point of getting dressed. I was going to have Trey sleep in my bed while I slept in my father's. A confused look crossed Trey's tired face. "That bed is too small for both of us to sleep on." I explained the sleeping arrangements to him. "What? Why can't we sleep together on your father's bed? He won't care! I want to sleep with you so I can hold you in my sleep. I just got you back after a week of torment!" 

Trey gets whiney when he gets tired, so I agreed. I slipped out of my pants, wearing just my boxers to bed. Trey stayed completely naked, even though I had brought him his boxers to slip on. Again he made a fuss, and again I gave in. We crawled into bed and I turned onto my side. Trey ended up spooning me from behind. I heard him give a content sigh and seconds later he was sound asleep. I then fell into a deep sleep myself...

To be continued...



The Best Present Dad Can Give Ch. 05



This series contains male-on-male relationships, some of which are incestuous. If you think this will bother you, please do not read any chapters in this series. Otherwise, please enjoy the series and leave a public comment, or send me a private one. Thank you!

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I woke up. Shit, I forgot to set the alarm! What time was it? I glanced over at the alarm clock on my father's nightstand. Oh, what a relief! It was only 7:00 a.m.. That gave me plenty of time to get ready for school.

I turned around to wake up Trey, my best friend, who had spent the night here after I gave him a long, luxurious blowjob after we made up from a weeklong argument that we had. That was the first time we had ever done anything sexual with each other.

When I turned around, I was surprised to find that Trey was not there. I looked around for a note and didn't find one. Not on the pillow, not on the nightstand, not tucked in my boxers (The thought made me blush. I really need to learn to not blush so much.), not anywhere.

Luckily, I had pretty good hearing. I held my breath and listened carefully. I could hear the refrigerator humming in the kitchen and the air conditioner blowing air. I couldn't hear anything else. Not only that, but I had that odd feeling that I was completely alone in the house.

I sighed. Why did he hurry off when he woke up this morning? I hope he wasn't upset about being with me last night. We had decided to take things very slowly and instead I ended up giving him a blowjob. Why couldn't we just make out our first time? He probably had one of those wake-up 'oh crap' moments when he woke up this morning, lying next to me completely naked while I was only in boxers. 

I got out of bed and looked for a note on the refrigerator or table. No luck. I decided to go into the bathroom to take a shower. I looked up at the bathroom mirror, hoping to find a note. No note. Crap. I stripped out of my boxers and took a quick, cold shower.

Once my shower was over, I brushed my teeth, and then I grabbed a towel and dried off, then I headed to the bedroom. I donned an emerald green sweater that matched my eye color perfectly, and then I slipped into a new pair of boxers and a pair of blue jeans, grabbed the rest of my shit, and headed out the door to school.

I arrived at school half an hour early, which was fine because I knew the twins would probably get there around the same time. The twins ride together and Collin always needs to be where he is supposed to be at least twenty minutes early. If it were up to Cody, he would show up at the last minute.

The first thing I did when I got to school was put my things in my locker. I heard familiar voices approaching and looked up to see the twins coming my way. Cody had a huge grin on his face, much like he always had whenever he saw me. Between the grin and the look of adoration that filled his teal eyes, I couldn't resist smiling back at him. It was hard for me to be anything but happy when Cody was around. He had his own unique way of making me feel special.

"Well it is about damn time. This is the first time that coming to school so flippin' early actually paid off. Guess I'll forgive you this time, Collin." I knew he was picking on Collin but at the same time I also knew he was actually glad to have come to school so early today. The reason behind it was because I was so 'flippin' early as well.

I went up to Cody and hugged him. I took a deep breath and smelt the cologne I loved on him. I knew he had several different colognes but this was the one he now wore every day. The reason behind it was simply because he found out that I loved this cologne, especially on him. I knew Collin wore the same cologne as well, but only because Trey liked it as much as I did.

To my disappointment, he wore it kind of heavily today. I liked being able to smell his cologne when I was sort of close to him but when I was this close I wanted to smell his own scent. Because there was noone else around (with the exception of Collin), I leaned into his neck so that my nose was touching his skin. I took a big whiff and finally found the scent I was looking for. His scent. I found myself saying, "Don't wear so much cologne. I want to be able to smell your scent when I am this close." I continued breathing in his scent for a couple more minutes after he had muttered an okay to my command.

"Nicolae" Cody moaned in what sounded like an entranced voice.

That seemed to snap me out of it. I realized that not only my nose was pressing up against his neck, but my mouth was as well. And what shocked me even more was that I at some point had reached up and grabbed a hold of his hair. Feeling really awkward, I pulled my hand away from his hair and released him from my embrace while simultaneously muttering an apology.

"Don't say you are sorry, Nicolae. I loved it." He grinned. "I want you to do it again. But seriously, if you ever want anything from me, you can simply go ahead and take it or do it. I am yours."

"Don't say that" I said softly, while my blush deepened even more.

He nodded. "Yes, you are right. There is no reason to state the obvious. You have known that for a long time now."

"That's not what I meant." I turned away from him to see a wide-eyed Collin. I knew he was going to say something to Cody, and by golly I was right. 

"I'm really jealous now, Cody. You are so lucky! I would kill to have Trey do that to me."

"You would kill to have me do what to you?" We all jumped at the sound of Trey's unexpected approaching voice. Collin's skin became as red as mine. "Well?"

"Nothing."

Trey raised his eyebrow at Collin. "Don't lie to me, Collin."

A look of panic ran through Collin's face. "No, that's not what I meant! I'd never lie to you. I only meant it was nothing worth mentioning again."

"Tell me."

Collin gave me a desperate look. I decided to give my friend a helping hand. With a sigh, I explained what happened to Trey. When I was finished, I received an amused look from Trey. "Looks like I missed out on some fun."

"It was amazing" Cody sighed with a fond, reminiscent look on his face.

"Clearly." To my surprise, Trey grabbed me by the arm and pulled me several feet away from the twins, who wisely stayed in their original places. Trey released my arm and pulled my body into his with a hug. "Hey."

"Hey" then I lowered my voice, "I...I was worried this morning. You just left and didn't leave a note or wake me up or anything. I thought you were weirded out or something."

He smiled adoringly at me. "Of course I wasn't. I honestly wanted to stay with you until you woke up but I couldn't. I knew my parents went to bed early last night because they had to work earlier than usual. So that meant that I had to make it back home before they woke up, that way they didn't know that I spent the night at your place and that way they think I came home later that night after they went to bed. I should have left you a note though. I am sorry."

"It's alright. I just didn't want anything to be weird between us."

"Well there aren't any weird feelings on my end, so as long as there isn't any weirdness on your end, no weirdness exists."

I smiled up at him. "Good."

Trey released me from his embrace. I made a move to head back to the twins but he tried threading his fingers through mine. I quickly pulled my hand away from his hand. People consider Trey and I hugging nothing out of the ordinary but if we held hands in public, the gossip will have spread through the entire school by the end of the day, which is something I would like to avoid at all costs. People always talked about us for some reason.

Trey frowned but did not make a second attempt to hold my hand so I was happy. I went up and gave Collin a brief hug. I was good friends with him too, so I thought he deserved a hug as well, though not to the extent I did for Trey and Cody. He was more reserved than Cody so I think he appreciated the small duration. I received a smile from him when I pulled away.

"So you and Trey are no longer fighting?" I knew that Cody was dying to know what the argument was about in the first place. Trey and I never told them what it was about.

"Yep. Everything is peachy."

"Awesome...I was really worried..."

Cody didn't have to tell me that he was worried. I already knew that. He absolutely hates seeing me upset. Not only that, but when I stopped talking to Trey, I pretty much stopped talking to the whole group. People would have been able to sense his anxiety from a mile away.

"Don't worry about it. It's all in the past. Trey and I are not going to bring it up anymore and you shouldn't either."

"Okay." Normally I hated how submissive Cody was towards me but with moments like these, the submissiveness was a plus.

"Hey Rhett, come here" I called as I saw him walk by.

He turned around and gave me a coy smile. "Hi, Nicolae. I didn't see you there."

"I made up with Trey so I'm gonna sit at my original table but I want you to come and sit with us."

"Okay" he whispered with a blush.

"Ooooooh! Looks like someone has a crush on you, Nicolae" Cody teased.

I went up to him and punched him hard on the arm and yelled at him, "He does not! You don't even know him! Leave him alone! How many times do I have to tell you to keep your comments to yourself? Will you please have a little tact from now on? Is that so hard?"

"Ni...Nicolae."

Oh crap, he was going to cry. I saw tears swimming in his eyes. I know he wasn't about to cry because I punched him in the arm. His pain tolerance was much higher than the average person's tolerance. It was because I was angry with him. The only time Cody ever comes close to crying is when it somehow involves me. He didn't cry at his grandfather's funeral. He never cries when we watch a sad movie. Collin once told me that he has never seen Cody cry prior to the day I met him. Like I said, only when it involves me.

I sighed and gave him a hug, knowing he needed to be comforted before he falls apart. "Everything will be alright, Cody. I need you to be strong. That means no tears. Be strong for me, okay?"

I felt him gain composure. "Okay."

"Good. I want you to apologize to Rhett."

He turned to Rhett. "I'm sorry, Rhett."

"Apology accepted. You know, you need to look in the mirror."

"Why? Are my eyes really red?"

"No...well yes they are but that's not went I meant. I meant a metaphorical mirror. You shouldn't be accusing people of having a crush on Nicolae when you yourself have one."

Cody looked appalled. "My feelings for Nicolae are much stronger and much more real than some cheesy crush."

I smiled. Cody never hid his feelings for me from others. Even his parents are very aware of his feelings for me, and his parents are always thrilled to have me around just because I make their son incredibly happy just by being around him.

I looked at the time. "Well guys, it looks like class is gonna start soon. I'll see you later."

Everyone else checked the time. "Thank you for believing me guys. Your faith in me is much appreciated" I sarcastically said.

The twins and Rhett had to head west for their classes and Trey and I needed to head east for our classes so we split up and went our separate ways.

As Trey and I were walking to class, I saw a smirk on his face. "What is that smirk about?"

"I'm just thinking."

"About what?"

"Rhett never denied the accusation" he gave me a wink and walked into his classroom.

I didn't know what to think about that so I just decided to let it slip from my mind. I walked a few more yards and headed into my classroom.

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Physical Education class was a drag today. (Everyone always makes fun of me for calling it by its full name. Excuse me for not calling it Phy. Ed. like everyone else. That is not the only reason why I am different from everyone else. I mean seriously, who else rushes home every day after school to give their father a blowjob?) We spent the whole class period jogging. I understand doing it for five or ten minutes every day as exercise but the entire class period is a little ridiculous. Why couldn't we play basketball instead?

As expected, I was drenched with sweat like everyone else. I stripped down to my boxers in the locker room and headed into one of the private shower stalls and pulled the curtain back. I took my boxers off and set it down on the little bench that each private stall provided. I could hear people cracking jokes out where the community showers were. I don't know why everyone likes showering out in the open. Come to think of it, Collin, Rhett, and I are the only ones who use the private showers, even though there were seven of them. The other four always remained vacated for some reason.

I took a longer than usual shower and then dried off and slipped back into my boxers. I headed back to my locker, expecting to be the only one left in the locker room. To my surprise, Trey was sitting on the bench, wearing only boxers.

He smiled at me and stood up when he saw me approaching. I purposefully kept my eyes on his handsome face, knowing that if I looked at anything below his chin I would be captivated by his amazing body. He suddenly grinned.

"What?"

"I love how you are intentionally keeping your eyes on my face so you won't be caught checking me out."

I gave him a warning glare.

He caught on instantly. "Don't worry, noone else is in here. And by the way, please do check me out. I love it when you do" he continued with a grin.

I decided to change the subject. "Why are you still here?"

"When I was done with my shower, I got dressed and decided to wait for you so we could go to lunch."

"You didn't get dressed.  You are only wearing boxers."

"Are you sure?"

I looked down and found his bare, smooth chest. His body was simply amazing. There were so many defined muscles and that trail of hair on his abdomen that leads down to lower places was incredibly sexy. It wasn't until my eyes reached the top of his boxers before I realized what he did. I averted my eyes from his body. "You bastard."

He gave a loud, deep laugh that made the empty locker room echo. He continued laughing and I found tears in his eyes.

"I hate you. You said that on purpose."

"Yes, but I finally got you to check me out. It was worth it."

I was angry with myself for falling for his stupid trick. I knew he was wearing only boxers but that second of doubt was all it took. Trey knew me too well.

"I love you, Nicolae." When I didn't say anything back, he came up to me and gently pushed me up against the wall. "I said I love you."

"I heard you."

"I'm not joking anymore. I meant it when I said it." 

I turned my head away from him, not knowing what to say. I knew he meant it the first time he had said it.

"Nicolae." The way he said my name made me look up at him. I looked into his olive eyes. He was letting me read his eyes. I have been best friends with Trey since I was three so I could always read him perfectly, especially when he wants me to.

His eyes revealed so much that it actually made me gasp. What I found in his eyes was need. I figured that I would find lust in his eyes, which actually ended up being part of what that need was. He needed my body, but he needed so much more from me too. He needed to embrace me in his arms (which he often did). He needed me to be happy, safe, and healthy. He needed me to let him love me. He needed me to love him. He needed me to be open with him, and to hold nothing back. He needed me to need him. 

A wave of emotions filled my head. It seemed far too much was shown all at once. He showed me things that he wouldn't have been able to tell me with words. "Trey" I said in a choked voice.

His hands found my wrists and he lifted them and gently pinned them to the wall. My towel fell off (luckily I had boxers underneath). We stared into each others' eyes for another minute, and then he lowered his head and pressed his lips against mine.

I should have stopped him. Anybody could just walk right into the locker room and see us making out. I found that I didn't want to stop him. I hated the thought of someone walking in on us, but the thought of Trey's lips leaving mine and the thought of rejecting Trey's needs were unbearable. He needed me.

Between the way he was kissing me and the way he was pinning my wrists against the wall, I knew he wanted complete control. His kiss was so intense that I didn't know how to react to it. I decided to give Trey what he wanted, so I surrendered myself to him. My body relaxed and I opened my mouth wider, allowing him complete access to do whatever he wanted.

I could practically feel the joy coming from him once I had surrendered. It seemed like he had been waiting for this moment for a long time. He kissed me passionately; I was beginning to have problems breathing.

"That has got to be the hottest thing I have ever seen!"

I froze at the sound of Cody's voice. I knew without a doubt that Trey heard Cody but he continued kissing me. I turned my head slightly so that our kiss would break. When I had turned my head, I could now see the wide-eyed twins. Cody was grinning and met my eyes and then he lowered his gaze down to where my erection was covered only by a thin layer of cloth. 

I tried pulling away from Trey but he kept his hands firmly on my wrists, making it impossible for me to escape. Making my mouth inaccessible did not make stop Trey from kissing me. He was kissing me all over; my neck, my cheek, my jaw, the entire left side of my face and neck was being kissed passionately by Trey. I could sense that Cody was still staring at my cock. "Trey, please" I begged him in a desperate voice.

He seemed to snap out of it. His olive green eyes met mine and he read the desperation in them. I needed for him to let me go so I can get dressed and hide in a dark corner since I was so embarrassed.

He seemed to understand the look in my eyes. His hands fell from my wrists and he backed away from me. I picked up the towel that had dropped to the floor and hurried to my locker to get dressed.

"You know, Nicolae, I would be happy to give you a helping hand, or better yet, mouth, with that boner situation you have going on. I won't make you regret the decision, trust me" Cody said in a serious voice.

"Don't look at me, Cody."

Cody pouted. "Trey, since Nicolae won't let me help him, I guess I could settle with giving you a helping hand or mouth. You certainly do have an impressive size" Cody said, eyeing him.

The normally quiet Collin protested. "Hey! If anyone gets to blow him, it's going to be me! I am not going to let you step all over me this time. Trey is mine and you are well aware of that!"

"You may love him more but I bet I would give him a better blowjob than you. If you really love him, you will let me blow him since I am better."

"What the hell makes you think you are better?! You might be able to blow Nicolae better than I would, but you can't blow Trey better than me. Love does make a difference, you know. Besides, you are just as inexperienced at giving blowjobs as I am."

Trey looked amused. "If anyone is going to give me a blowjob, it's going to be Nicolae. No offense, but I don't want either one of you to blow me."

Between being caught making out, having Cody stare at my erection (Collin didn't notice since he was busy staring at Trey's), and the current conversation going on, I have never been so embarrassed in my entire life. I was not going to put up with this conversation any longer. "That's enough, all of you! This conversation is over!" I was now fully dressed and Trey just finished dressing as well.

I had let things with Trey get out of hand. It's one thing to go and make out with him in private where nobody would find us but we had done it at school, where any guy could have walked in on us. It was very fortunate that it was the twins that caught us in the act and not anyone else. Although that was as far as I knew. Someone could have seen us and silently left, telling everyone in school what they witnessed.




The Best Present Dad Can Give Ch. 05



I know I shouldn't really care about what other people think of me. I also knew that being bisexual was not something to be ashamed of but I still wasn't ready for other people to find out. I preferred just finishing high school with a straight identity since it would be the easiest and there was only a month left of school anyways. I'll just be more open about it when college comes around.

For some reason, I always seemed to be the center of gossip. Actually the twins and Trey were gossiped about a lot as well, but not nearly to the extent I was. At first I thought I was imagining it, but after many years of it and actually hearing people confirming it when I asked, I realized it wasn't just in my head. I wasn't anything special. I just tried to be friendly with everyone and made sure they had a shoulder to lean on when they needed one. I treated everyone equally because I didn't care whether someone was rich or poor, or black or white.

I needed space to think on my own so I dodged Trey and ignored the twins when they tried to get my attention as we were leaving the locker room. I was really anxious if someone other than the twins had seen us making out. I know it was stupid, but I thought that if people found out about what happened in the locker room, they will definitely learn about my relationship with my father. I loved him more than anything, but people will surely be disturbed if they found out about our relationship. It was perhaps the one of the most taboo activities that one could get involved with. I did not want to deal with all that negative attention.

"Nicolae." Trey tried getting my attention but I wanted to be able to have my deep thoughts without having to deal with him. I walked around him when he rushed around me to block my path.

"Nicolae." Again I ignored him, and this time when I moved to walk around him he followed me, still blocking my path. Annoyed, I shoved him out of my way and continued walking.

He moved in front of me and blocked my path again. "Nicky." The use of my childhood nickname made me stop in my tracks. He rarely called me that anymore. I looked into his olive green eyes. "Finally" he said, moving in to embrace me.

"I want to be left alone, Trey."

"I know what you are thinking about, my beloved Nicolae. You are wondering if someone other than the twins saw us kissing and if other people will find out and what they will think of you. Am I mistaken?"

"No." I've always loved it when Trey hugged me. It made me feel safe and loved. I took a big whiff and inhaled his scent. I loved his scent. I felt all my worries slip away, like they usually did when Trey hugged me.

"That's it, Nicolae. Don't worry about anything. You have no reason to ever have any tension. No matter what, I will always be here for you. I will protect you from everything."

I felt calm. Trey always had a way of doing that to me. I loved him. "I love you, Trey."

The look he gave me melted my heart. It was the look my father often gave me. He pulled away. "It would be best if stayed a couple feet away from you for now. You won't want people to see what I was about to do to you."

I began to walk to the cafeteria again but was stopped by an unexpected Cody. He leaned forward and kissed me on the cheek, and then he hugged me tightly. The unexpected kiss on the cheek normally would have pissed me off but I was so thrown off guard that I didn't know how to react.

"Allow me to be more specific about Nicolae's concerns" Cody said to noone in particular. "Trey was correct when he said that Nicolae was worried about other people finding out about the kiss but he never discovered what Nicolae's biggest worry is. Nicolae is worried that when people find out that he is bisexual they will somehow find out about his taboo relationship with his father." Unlike Trey, he didn't have to ask if his observation was correct because he knew with certainty that it was correct.

I was in shock by his extremely accurate observation. Trey looked surprised but could tell from my face that Cody explained my thoughts perfectly. Hell, he explained it a heck of a lot better than I would have been able to.

"How did you know?" I didn't mean how did he know about my father but how did he know that I was thinking about what would happen if everyone found out about my father and I.

He leaned forward and whispered in my ear so that I would be the only one who could hear him. "Because I know you. Trey may be your best friend and you may be Trey's best friend, but you will never meet anyone who knows you better than I do."

He pulled back from me and smiled. I looked into his beautiful teal eyes. All this time I had been wrong about something. Trey always asks me to explain stuff when I say or do something he didn't quite understand. Cody never asked me to explain anything. I had assumed it was because he was too submissive or he didn't want me to waste my breath explaining things. The real reason behind it was because I didn't have to explain it because he already knew.

I never expected that Cody would know me so well. I had assumed Trey would know me better than him. If he was able to know what I was thinking about earlier, who knew what else he knew?

Cody tilted his head back and laughed. "I know more things about you than you would probably want me to know."

Oh bloody hell. He practically just read my mind. It was kind of creepy that he knows so much. Now it's going to be awkward since I can no longer think to myself without wondering if he knew what I was thinking about.

The smile faded from his face. He averted his eyes. "I love knowing you so well but I never said anything until now because I did not want to freak you out. I thought that you might not want to hang around me anymore if you knew" he said in a low voice. 

Despite my new discovery about him, I still loved him. I don't know how to describe how or why I love him, but I know I do. I walked up to him and gave him a hug and told him how I felt. "I love you, Cody."

"Nicolae" was all he said.

I couldn't resist taking a whiff of his scent. Generally the more attracted I am to someone, the more I loved their scent. I loved Collin's scent too, just not as much as I loved Cody's, and I loved Trey's scent even more. But the scent I loved most of all was my father's. I think it might be some instinct I have, like for choosing a mate or something. I remember how Rachel smelt. It was a soft, feminine smell. I sighed with regret. I am still not over our breakup.

"You are thinking about her, aren't you?"

"I'm not going to lie to you, Cody. It is kind of disturbing that you can read my mind."

"Ever since she broke up with you, you would sigh and become quiet every time you think about her" he explained. 

"Oh." I guess it won't creep me out this time since he had a rational reason for thinking so. My stomach growled loudly at me. "Guess it's time to eat" I said, pulling away from him. Everyone laughed and we made our way to the cafeteria. 

***

Lunch seemed to fly by pretty quickly. We found Rhett sitting by himself so we went and took our seats at his table, and we were rewarded with that cute grin of his. We ate pretty quickly though, not talking a whole lot since we were late coming to lunch. The choices were eat or talk and I wanted to eat and everyone else followed suit.

Trey and I were walking towards our lockers making small talk and all of a sudden the grin he had on his face faltered. Something in his line of sight made his smile go away, something I haven't seen yet. I looked in the direction he was looking and was shocked to find my father leaning against my locker.

I quickly walked over to my father and gave him a big bear hug. He laughed and I asked him what he was doing here. Instead of answering, he looked over at Trey. "Hi Trey. Long time, no see."

Trey nodded curtly at my father, then turned his attention to me. "Call me" was all he said and he turned on his heel and headed toward his locker. I looked up at my father to see a small smirk on his face.

"What are you smirking about?"

"What do you have going on the rest of the day of school? Any tests or homework or anything?"

"No. All I have left today is Art, English, and History. In Art class, the plan is to finish up our paintings. Mine is already finished so I will probably just be cleaning up other people's crap. In English, we will be discussing a novel we are reading, one that I have already finished. In History, we are watching a Civil War movie that we have been watching all week. So the rest of the day is going to be crappy."

My father grabbed me by the arm and started walking fast. "Come with me."

"Hey! You are hurting my arm. Where are we going?"

"You will see."

He burst through the principal's door. "I am taking Nick home with me for a family emergency" he said in an urgent voice.

The principal looked stunned but was still able to speak. "Okay. Do you think he will be able to come back on Monday?"

My father nodded and told him hopefully. I had no idea what the hell was going on but I went with it. My father grabbed me by the arm again and dragged me out of there before the principal could ask any more questions.

We made it into the parking lot where my car was parked. "Give me your keys and get in."

"What about your car?"

"I walked here. Get in."

I handed him my keys and got in the passenger door. He got in and started the engine. I asked him what was going on.

"I am surprised that you have to ask. We are going home to make love. I missed you so much and I could not wait until you got home from school so I decided to come and get you."

On the way back home, I told him about last night with Trey and how I made out with him in the locker room today. When I got to the part where Cody offered me a handjob or a blowjob, he laughed and said "I could see Cody saying that. That kid would walk on a bed of rusty nails if he thought it would make you happy."

Once we made it home we made our way into my father's bedroom. I noticed that he had already changed the sheets. The bed now had green silk sheets on it. 

"Yes, I changed the sheets" and with that he shoved me against the wall and kissed me deeply. "Fuck, I love you so much, Nick." He continued kissing me passionately, his tongue urgently caressing my tongue.

He broke the kiss and shoved me onto the bed. I was surprised by how forceful my father was being but I didn't say anything because it was actually a turn-on. He looked like he wanted to devour me alive and I loved it.

My father joined me on the bed, though he wasn't lying down like I was. He took my shirt off, and then he unsnapped the button on my jeans. He pulled my jeans off and when he had my jeans off, he took my boxers and socks off as well. I was now lying completely naked in front of him, while his eyes scanned my body intimately. I became self-conscious, having him stare at my naked body like that while he was fully-clothed made me panic, and instinctively my hands went and covered my groin. 

A noise that sounded like a growl escaped his throat and he grabbed my wrists and took them away, which exposed my groin to him once again. He pointedly stared at it before saying, "I love you with all of my heart, Nick. Don't ever hide yourself from me. That means don't keep secrets from me and don't hide your body from me. Not ever. Okay?"

"Okay."

He smiled. "Good." He lowered his head and sniffed my groin, much like how someone would sniff a scented candle. To my surprise, his tongue lapped out and licked my balls. I heard him go "mmm", then he rose up my body about an inch and he then licked my penis. "Delicious" was all he said.

He came up and kissed me passionately. My tongue danced a tango with his tongue. He broke the kiss and smiled down at my body. "Your body is so smooth." He then began caressing my body all over with his large, callused hands, making goosebumps appear all over my skin. "You certainly are breathtaking."

I blushed at the compliment. He lowered his head and his tongue lazily swirled around my nipple, making it erect. He smiled, and then he went to my other nipple and did the same thing.

I saw him looked down at my cock. "I see you have a boner. Let me give you a hand with that, although I should say mouth, just to be more accurate."

He lowered his mouth onto my sensitive, engorged cockhead. Pleasure shot through my body and my pulse jumped. He lowered his head, taking more of my cock into his mouth. He slowly slid back up my cock, and then he once again went back down. I watched as his head began bobbing up and down, seeing my shaft continuously disappear and reappear. 

This went on for several minutes. When I heard my father give a moan of pleasure, a tingle went through my body and I opened my mouth to warn my dad but it was too late. My seed started spewing into his mouth, and he drank strand after strand of my cum. 

He released my phallus from his mouth and grinned up at me. "You were delicious!" I laughed, and watched as he wrapped his hand around my semi-erect penis and gave it a jerk. A small strand of cum came out of the slit. He wiped it up with his finger and held his finger up to mouth.

"Dad, I don't know about..." he shoved his finger into my mouth before I could finish my sentence. I tasted my own jizz on my tongue, and I was surprised to find that I did not feel like I had to throw up. Before now, the thought of tasting my own semen never crossed my mind. I was surprised to find that I actually liked my own taste.

"A man's seed must never be wasted, Nick. It is his very essence. From now on, I want you to promise me that you will not let any cum go to waste. It is precious. After all, it was my seed that helped create you. Promise me that you will not let any of it be wasted."

"Even if it is my own?"

He smiled. "Especially if it is your own. Do you promise?"

I hated making promises. I took them more seriously than most. If I promised something, I considered it more binding than a legal contract, which is why I hated them so much. Once I make one, I keep it and never back out on it. My father knew it too. I sighed and felt like I was going to regret it, but I promised him anyways. "I promise."

He grinned. "Excellent. You are probably wondering the reason why I made you promise it. It is because your mother felt that way about it, even more so after your conception. She would always make sure that my semen was never wasted. There were two incidences where she ate other men's cum during our marriage. The first time was when her brother John came over for a weekend and she had walked in on him after he finished jacking off. She had asked him if he was going to eat it and he had said no, so she licked it from his hand and got on her knees and licked his dick clean, not wanting his essence to be wasted. The exact same thing happened four years later with my brother, Jacob.  After her death, I vowed to myself that I would fulfill her wish of not letting any cum be wasted; therefore I always eat mine after I finish masturbating. I haven't needed to do that for a few weeks now though because you always get every last drop."

I asked him a question that has been sitting in my head for a long time now. "Do you think mom would have a problem with our new relationship?"

"No. She would love it actually. She always believed that a family should love one another with all their hearts. We have grown much closer since we started making love."

Knowing my mother would be fine with the relationship made me feel more at ease with my relationship with my father. It goes against just about all cultural beliefs but it doesn't feel wrong to me. What is wrong with any love people may have for each other?

With my head now clear of other thoughts, I now focused on the job at hand. I was naked, my father was not. I was ready to change that.

I went up to my father and kissed him softly. My hands tugged on his shirt and he let me pull it over his head, causing his furry chest and stomach to be fully exposed to my wandering hands. I loved how hairy he was. 

I tasted each nipple as my hands ran through his fur. I wanted him so much. I wanted to give him so much pleasure; I'd do anything for him. I would even sacrifice my own pleasure if it would help enhance his pleasure.

My hands caressed his lower abdomen, where the fur became thicker. I could spend all day running my hands through his body hair. There was something I wanted to do even more though.

I lowered my head and unbuttoned his jeans and then pulled them down and then I did the same with his boxer briefs. His cock sprang out, fully erect. I grabbed it by the base and slid it in my mouth. Oh my god, I loved it so much. Five days without having it in my mouth (where it belonged) was just far too long. The warmth, the thickness, the hardness, the velvet smoothness, the taste, everything about it was perfect.

I moaned my pleasure onto his cock and removed my hand and slid the rest of its salty goodness down my throat. I was surprised that I was able to get it all down my throat so soon, considering how large he was.

To my surprise, he pulled his penis out of my mouth. "Okay, that's enough for now. I'm going to fuck you."

Oh hell no. Five days without sucking his cock was just plain torture. I scowled at him. "Fuck me later. I'm going to suck your cock now." Knowing he would protest, I quickly put as much of it in my mouth as I could, enjoying it as long as I could.

This time when he tried pulling out, I followed the motion with my head to keep it in. He grabbed a hold of my head to keep it in place and pulled out of my mouth. "Suck me later."

"I don't want to suck you later; I want to suck you now!"

"No. You are far too good at it. I would ejaculate and become flaccid before I even get a chance to fuck you."

"Let's make a deal. Let me suck you for just one more minute and after that you can do whatever you want with me."

He sighed. "Fine. One minute."

Delighted, I slid him back into my mouth and continued my favorite activity. I leisurely slid up and down his phallus a few times, making sure to get his rod nice and slick. I had thought of a new blowjob technique while he was gone and wanted to try it. I had considered using it on Trey last night but decided I wanted to use it on my father first. I slid his cock all the way down until I reached the very bottom. Then I carefully slid my tongue out and licked his hairy balls.

"Oh my god! Fuck!"

Having his huge cock in my mouth while licking his hairy testicles was harder than it sounded. I slid back up to the top of his shaft and slid back down again and then I licked his hairy balls once more.

When I slid back up again, he pulled his dick out of my mouth. "That was over one minute and you know it. I swear if you went down and did that one more time I would have exploded."

"I wouldn't have minded" I said with a grin.

"Well I would have." He got up off the bed and completely removed his jeans and boxer briefs and then he removed his socks. He walked over to his nightstand and pulled out a bottle of lube.

He came back to the bed and applied some lubricant onto his penis then told me to bend over. I did as I was told and felt him apply the cold lube to my asshole and then he stuck his middle finger inside my ass.

My body shivered as he slid his finger in and out, then he slid his index finger in as well. It only hurt at first then my asshole began to relax, taking his fingers in with ease.

He pulled his finger out of my ass, and to my surprise, he licked them. "Not bad" was all he said, and then he laid down on the bed.

"Um, I'm bent over waiting for you to fuck me. What are you doing lying down? Aren't you going to fuck me?"

He simply put his hands behind his head. "I'm waiting for you to mount me."




The Best Present Dad Can Give Ch. 05



"What?!"

"You are going to ride my cock. Come over and mount me."

I was still slightly shocked by his order but I obeyed him. I went over to him and pressed his cock against my entrance. I slowly lowered myself onto him until his cockhead was consumed by my asshole.

"That's it, darling. Now go all the way down."

I did as he said. I went oh so slowly down until I finally reached the base. My asscheeks were now pressing up against his furry balls.

Our eyes locked and I found that I loved having him looking at me like that with his cock shoved all the way up my ass. "The rest should be self-explanatory. Everything else is up to you."

I nodded and slowly rose up until he slipped out and then came back down faster than when I had first inserted him inside me. I continued sliding up and down his rod, going faster and faster. There was much more force now than there had been at the beginning.

I put my hands on his furry chest to help steady myself and continued riding him at a pleasurable pace. I began caressing his body hair as I slid up and down his cock. I then let go of his chest and began riding him with increasing speed and force. I was really beginning to love the feel of him inside my ass.

I noticed my father's eyes lower and I looked down to see what he was looking at. I found out that he was staring at my groin because my cock and balls were bobbing up and down with the hard and fast speed that I was going at.

I was surprised to find out that having him stare at my swaying cock and balls was not embarrassing, but actually a big turn-on. I loved having him watch me like that.

After a couple more minutes, I felt his cock twitch and then he exploded inside my ass. I could feel the streams of cum spewing inside my ass. I was glad it was over with because all that riding made me exhausted.

I collapsed on top of him and said "I love you."

He smiled. "I love you more."

He was silent for a moment, and then said, "Nicolae."

I looked up and into his eyes. He rarely called me by my full name. "Yes?"

"When your mother passed away, I was a complete mess. I cried for hours constantly. I remember one of the times that I cried you came up to me and hugged me and said, 'Don't worry, Daddy, we still have each other.' You were so strong, much stronger than I was, even though you loved her just as much as I did. Your strength gave me the will to live out the rest of my life. I can actually only remember a couple times when I actually saw you cry that week."

"Oh, I cried a heck of a lot more times than that. I just made sure that I didn't do it in front of you. I had to be strong for you. All those times I went over to Trey's, I just bawled while he held me the whole time"

He smiled. "So that's why you wanted to go over to his house all the time that week. I figured it was to help clear your mind and unwind."

"Nope."

"Let's go eat supper."

"Sounds good to me."

*** 

We cooked and ate supper, though we had taken a shower first. I gave him another blowjob in the shower, though that time I got to swallow. After eating supper, we watched a couple of our favorite movies. Once those were over, we fucked like bunnies until late at night.

Once we finished having sex, I said, "I'm going to Trey's. I'll be back in half an hour."

"It's eleven o'clock at night, Nick. His parents will be sleeping."

I shrugged. "Yeah, but he won't be. I'll be back in half an hour." I went and put some clothes on, not wanting to be naked when I went there. Trey might get the wrong idea if I did that.

He sighed. "Alright, I'll see you when you get back."

"Okay."

Once I was at Trey's, I didn't even knock on the door because I didn't want to wake anyone up. I slipped through the dark house and went to his bedroom and didn't knock on his door either, knowing he wouldn't care.

I locked the door behind me and found a wide-eyed Trey staring at me from his bed. He had been reading until I had appeared. "Nicolae, what are you doing here?"

"Hey" was all I said. I walked up to his bed and crawled my way up his body. I gave him a soft kiss on the lips. "I love you, Trey."

He grinned. "You came here in the middle of the night to tell me you loved me?"

"Do you remember the week of my mother's death?"

He frowned. "Yeah, why?"

"I was a mess. I came over here all the time and bawled while you held me. I can't remember how many times you had to go and change your shirt just because I got tears and snot all over them."

"What are you getting at?"

"My father told me tonight that he wouldn't have made it through my mother's death if it hadn't been for my strength. You gave me that strength, Trey. You gave me the courage and strength to live."

"You would have anyways. You aren't the suicidal type."

"You are right. I would never commit suicide but if it hadn't been for you, I know for a fact that I wouldn't be living my life right now. I would just simply exist. You have always been there for me, Trey. I couldn't have asked for a better friend."

"Nicolae."

"Thank you."

He scowled at me. "You don't have to thank me. I would have been there for you whether you wanted it or not. No way in hell would I have just stood around while you were going through that."

I smiled at him. "Thank you for everything, Trey. I love you so much." I leaned down and kissed him, pouring all my love and gratitude for him into the kiss. He kissed me back with just as much intensity.

I broke our kiss and slowly gave him soft, tiny kisses all over his face and neck. "Nicolae" he groaned.

"I love you, Trey."

"I love you more."

I laughed at that since my father said the exact same thing earlier today. Trey gave me a confused look. I looked at his alarm clock and realized that it was time to go. "I have to go."

His hand shot out and he grabbed my arm. "No."

"I told my father I would be back soon."

"Nicolae, please don't go. Stay here with me."

I laughed. "You just want another blowjob. It will have to be another night."

"If you don't want to give me a blowjob, that's fine. Just let me hold you and fall asleep with you. That's all I want."

"No."

"Please!"

"No" and with that I left, leaving a forlorn-looking Trey behind all alone on his bed.

When I got back home, I stripped out of all my clothes and got back in bed with my father."

"Well, look at that. Half an hour on the dot. Why did you need to go over there in the first place?"

"To thank him."

"For what?"

"For everything."

"I love you, Nick."

"I love you more" I said with a grin.

To be continued...



The Best Present Dad Can Give Ch. 06



This series contains male-on-male relationships, some of which are incestuous. If you think this will bother you, please do not read any stories in this series. Otherwise, please enjoy the series and leave a public comment, or send me a private one. Thank you!

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I woke up at eight in the morning the next day. Who the hell wakes up at eight on a Saturday? Oh well, at least I get a treat. I looked over to the other side of the bed to see my father sleeping peacefully. He was completely nude. Neither one of us had so much as a sock on and that was how I liked it...well sometimes I get a little modest by being nude around him but I loved seeing him naked anyways.

As I checked out my father, I became annoyed when I saw the blanket covering his groin. The blanket wasn't covering much of him. He was only covered from the bottom of his belly button to the top of his knees. Everything else was completely bare. Of all the places the blanket had to cover, it had to cover the best part. The fates are such a tease.

I crawled over and closed the distance between us. I had fallen asleep in his arms but apparently one of us (or both of us) had rolled away into our own little corner of the bed. When I closed the distance between us, I was instantly bombarded by his masculine scent. God, they really need to bottle up his scent and sell it for thousands of dollars per bottle. He simply smelt that incredible.

I resisted the urge to caress his gorgeous face, or run my hands over his furry chest. The urge to kiss him was so intense that I actually had to look away for a second to gain my composure. When I turned back, I turned my focus to the blanket that covered his nakedness. The stupid blanket was completely redundant. If my father becomes cold in the night, I would be happy to be his blanket and keep him warm.

Since the blanket was redundant, I decided to remove it (though I admitted to myself it was more a selfish reason than anything else). Once I threw the blanket aside, I instantly became entranced by the sight of his groin. His size is impressive, even in its flaccid state. I moved my sight away from his groin and checked out his entire furry body. I loved how hairy he was. I even liked how hairy his groin was, despite getting a pubic hair stuck in my mouth once in a while (which makes him extremely embarrassed, but I always just laugh it off and continue on with whatever I was doing). 

I have always been attracted to my father...well at least since I hit puberty. I drooled over him for eight years and we have been lovers for over a month now. You would think that now that I have been with him for this long the attraction would have waned a little but that was not the case. If anything, the sexual attraction towards him grew (something I had thought was not possible).

I couldn't stand it anymore! We were both naked but I was the only one conscious. That didn't seem fair. I loved him more than anything in the world but the lust right now was so powerful as I stared at his flaccid cock that I knew I had to act. Giving my father a blowjob is certainly my favorite hobby. It was time to wake him up.

I lowered my head and took his flaccid penis into my mouth. God I loved doing this! If I had to die and I got to choose how I wanted to die, I would want to die giving my father one last blowjob. One so powerful that my body went haywire from the pleasure of doing it that it made me croak...scratch that. My father would never be able to live with himself if I died like that. He would probably blame himself.

I continued licking my father's manhood, enjoying the salty taste of it. I wasn't going fast by any means. I was determined to take my time and enjoy myself. The feel of his flaccid cock was odd, yet pleasurable. I guess I was so used to blowing stiff erections that I wasn't really used to it yet.

As I was licking his shaft, I made sure I gave his balls plenty of attention. I expertly massaged his testicles for him. Some men like having their balls played with, while others don't.

When I put my father's cock back into my mouth, I felt it become stiffer. He was becoming more and more erect by the second. He moaned, a typical way a man would moan if he was being woken up with a morning blowjob.

He opened his eyes and when he looked down he noticed he couldn't see his cock anymore, but he didn't look at all panicked because he knew where it was. I had his entire cock in my mouth (All nine and a quarter inches. I knew it was that long because I was curious one day so he let me measure his erect penis). I let it slide out of my mouth to reassure him that it was still attached to his body (though he could probably feel that but I knew the visual would be hot so I went with it). 

He laughed. "Under normal circumstances, a father would be pissed with his son if he woke him up at eight in the morning on his day off. Then again, a normal father wouldn't love his son as much as I love you...and certainly not in the same way either."

I lazily licked the head of his phallus in a slow, circular motion and grinned up at him. "Under normal circumstances, a son wouldn't wake up naked next to his father and give him a good morning blowjob...good morning, by the way."

He laughed again. "Good morning to you too! Damn, I love waking up like that."

I smiled at him. "I'll be sure to make it a habit. May I continue where I left off?"

He grinned. "By all means, continue. Don't make me come though."

I scowled at him. "That's the best part though."

"Darling, I want to come in your ass."

"I want you to come in my mouth though!"

He sighed. "I have a question for you, Nick. Please be honest."

"I'm always honest with you. That's just the kind of relationship we have always had. What is your question?"

"Do you not like being fucked by me?"

The question threw me off guard. "Of course I like being fucked by you! I love it! I love the feel of having you inside me. How could you ask that?"

"I didn't know if you liked being fucked. You certainly seem to enjoy it while it's happening but you always just want to give me a blowjob and swallow instead. I'm not a miracle worker. I can't just get instantly hard again after one of your blowjobs."

"I know. If I have a choice, nine times out of ten I will want to blow you instead of having you fuck me. It is just my preference. I still love being fucked by you though."

"Well can't you just blow me, then let me pull out so I can fuck you until I come?"

"But swallowing is the best part! How the hell is your seed going to go down my throat if it's embedded deep in my ass? I want to be able to taste it and feel it go down my throat." I sighed. "I'm not saying that having you come in my ass isn't pleasant, because it certainly is pleasant, but if I have a choice on where your seed gets deposited, it's down my throat and into my belly."

"I guess we will just have to work on taking turns then to be fair."

An idea came to my head. Without a word, I went over to my father's nightstand and grabbed a quarter from the drawer. He saw the coin and raised an eyebrow. "We are going to flip a coin?"

"Yep. This seems fair to me. If its heads, I give you head, and if its tails, I give you my tail," I said with a wink.

He chuckled. "I suppose that will work. Go ahead and flip it."

I flipped the coin and anxiously looked at the result. "Yes!"

"Its heads?"

"Yep!"

"Very well. You can have your way with me however you want but once you are finished, or rather when I'm finished, I get to have my way with you," he said with a dark, mysterious look in his eyes.

Under normal circumstances, I would have been worried after that look, but I trusted him completely so I wasn't. "Deal." Then with a grin I said, "I'm glad we had this talk. They say people have much better sex lives if they discuss their wants and needs with their partners."

He simply nodded. "The floor is all yours...for the time being."

I felt a rush of excitement go through my body. I crawled my way up his body and kissed him softly on the lips. Lust may be a dominating factor at the moment, but the love I felt for him was in reality my strongest emotion towards him. Words couldn't describe what he meant to me. He was the perfect father and lover.

I slid my tongue inside his mouth and kissed him passionately, as if I could reach his heart by going as deep as I could. I never wanted this moment to stop. I could have kissed him for an eternity...or until I ran out of oxygen, which was now.

I pulled away, sucking in as much air as I could. "I love you, Dad," I whispered to him after I caught my breath.

He ran his tenderly down my back. "I love you too, honey."

I slowly started crawling down his body. When I reached his nipples, I licked them both until they became erect. I heard him suck in his breath, which made me smile triumphantly. I loved having full access to his body. I also loved knowing I could bring this incredible man so much pleasure.

I decided to go lower, which I knew he secretly wanted as well. As I was slowly crawling down his body, I ever so slowly dragged my hands down his furry chest and abdomen, loving how hairy he was. It just made him so...manly, for a lack of a better term.

When I finally reached his groin, I didn't fuck around this time. I took his entire cock into my mouth in one quick thrust. I had sucked his dick enough times by now that I had actually mastered my gag reflex to the point where it was pretty much nonexistent. 

"Holy Fuck, Nick!"

Unable to speak in the present state, I slid my father's salty phallus out of my mouth and licked its engorged head. "Too abrupt?"

He grinned at me. "No such thing."

"I didn't think so," I said, sliding him back into my mouth. At this point I had wrapped my right hand tightly around the base of his cock and started rapidly bobbing up and down on it while simultaneously twisting my mouth on his shaft left and right. It was one of my favorite blowjob techniques. He always seemed so shocked whenever I did this "advanced" technique since he was the only person I have ever given a blowjob to (with the exception of Trey, my best friend of fifteen years, which had only been once so far). 

I pulled him out of my mouth and, not wanting to make his balls jealous, gave his testicles my mouth's full attention. I licked and drew each hairy ball into my mouth and suckled on it, then withdrew it and licked it some more. I could hear my father groaning like a madman above me.

A rather kinky idea came to my mind suddenly. Since my father had said I had full access to his body until he was spent, I knew this was the perfect opportunity. Excitement ran through me as I jumped out of bed. "Be right back."

"Hey! Where the hell are you going? That felt too good! Get back here!"

"Just a second, Daddy! I will be right back!" I rushed to the refrigerator and grabbed what I was looking for, grabbed a spoon out of the utensil drawer, and then rushed back to the bedroom.

"What the hell are you doing with two pudding cups? That's not a healthy breakfast! And what about my blowjob!" He seemed anxious to get back to what we were doing, which was a massive caress on my ego. He was such a patient person normally but not when it came to my blowjobs. I broke his control and left him pleasantly impatient.

I had grabbed one butterscotch and one chocolate fudge pudding cups from the fridge. I eagerly ripped the chocolate fudge lid off and grabbed my spoon. I dunked the spoon into the pudding and once I got a large spoonful, I took it out and plopped the pudding right on my father's cock.

"What the fuck?!?! That is cold! What the hell are you doing?!?!?!"

"You will see," was all I said to him as I lathered the pudding onto his long, erect cock until it became completely covered in pudding. "I wouldn't worry too much if I was you. Your penis won't be cold for long. Now here is the best part!" I began licking the pudding off his cock. I made sure to take my time as I slowly licked every millimeter of his shaft until it was completely licked clean and pudding free. 

"Oh God...you will be the death of me, Nicolae."

I was slightly shocked to hear him say my full name. He rarely ever used my full name. "Well I don't know about that, but I do know I still have some butterscotch pudding here so I hope you are ready for the second course."

"Bring it on then."

I grinned and removed the pudding lid and plopped all of the butterscotch pudding onto his hard dick. This time I didn't go nearly as slow as I did last time and once it was all gone, I decided to deepthroat him until he came.

I shoved his cock all the way to the back of my throat and deepthroated him as quickly as I could. The feel of his phallus assaulting my throat brought me so much ecstasy. 

"Fuck! Here it comes!"

And he shot his entire load into my mouth and down my throat. Jet after jet of his seed splashed into me as he screamed out his orgasm. I enjoyed having its heat go down my throat where it would eventually drop down into my belly. I pulled him out and gave his cock one last pump, greedy for more of his seed and was rewarded one last drop so I bent my head down once again and licked it from his slit.

"Dear God! Not even your own mother could top your blowjobs and she used to always beat every other blowjob anyone has ever received."

"What? Are you saying you have seen her give other men blowjobs before? Or did you just hear that from her former lovers?"

He laughed. "Your mother and I had an extremely open relationship up until the day you were born. I've seen her give countless blowjobs to other men, and in return I ate out countless women and she even watched me do it half the time. We each had sex with other partners as well. Like I said, we were extremely open. But then she decided to give it a rest and focus on being a mother so we became monogamous once you were born."

"You guys gave up other sexual relationships because of me?"

He nodded. "We planned on opening our relationships back up once we had the sex talk with you. We wanted to focus on raising you the first dozen years of your life so you didn't ever get confused as a child by seeing another man or woman in our bed. We decided to not even take turns going out with others and having a good time. Like I said, we wanted you to be old enough to understand it first. Then she died..."

My dear mother had died when I was nine years old. It still haunts me to this day and I still mourn about it. "I had no idea..."

He nodded mournfully. "She is the only woman I have ever loved with my entire heart. She was truly my soulmate. After she died, I vowed to not have any more lovers for the rest of my life. Then as you grew older into adulthood, I realized I had feelings for you that were more than just father and son. You are so much like your mother. I'm not only talking about your eye color being the same, but it has more to do with your personality. You have a truly beautiful heart. One that anyone would be able to see the moment they first meet you. You always look for the best qualities in people, even if they don't show right away. You, just like your mother, draw so many people to you just because it is as if your soul shines so much brighter than everyone else's soul. Part of her lives inside you, and I knew that taking you as my lover would not be breaking the vow that I made. She would be so proud of the man you became."

I felt tears sting my eyes. I never knew any of this. I knew my mother was that kind of person, but I never thought that my father thought I was like that too. "I love you, Dad."

"I love you, too. That pudding thing was pretty hot, by the way. Now, I believe it is my turn to do as I desire."

I nodded. "Yes." I would give him anything he wanted.

"Get on your hands and knees."

I did as I was told. He got up and ran his hands over my ass and spread my asscheeks with his hands. He then stuck his tongue out and licked my asshole.

"Ah! What the hell are you doing!?!? That's gross!"

My father stopped licking my hole and said, "I don't think it's gross. We agreed that I could do whatever I want and this is what I want to do."

"But it's weird and disgusting!"

He laughed. "It is only disgusting if a person doesn't know how to clean themselves up properly, which I know you do. If your ass is taken care of, it really isn't any different than giving a blowjob. Now stop arguing and enjoy it."

I guess I was too quick to judge. He did have a point on there being nothing wrong if it was clean. "Okay."

He bent his head and continued licking my asshole. I was actually getting pleasure out of having my ass eaten. Doesn't it stink or taste funny? It must not have if he was that involved in it. I felt my sphincter contract after a while and I suppressed a moan as he continued. I felt blood fill my penis and I knew that I had an erection. He suddenly stopped licking my butthole and slipped one finger in my ass, which caused me to groan.

"Judging by the sounds you are making and your contractions, I think I have been doing an excellent job of eating your ass. Your mother thought rimming was gross as well until I actually did it to her. Soon after that incident, she asked me to do it on a regular basis." He told me all of this as he wiggled his finger around in my hole. Damn, that felt good. "You taste delicious, by the way. I could eat you all day, but I think your cock needs some attention as well so I guess I have to make a compromise." 

Without another word, he withdrew his finger and flipped me onto my back. I just gazed at him as he gave me a sensual look and lifted the finger he had in my ass to his mouth and made a point of slowly inserting it into his mouth. He then sucked on it for a good five seconds before releasing it from his mouth. "Delicious."

I had nothing to say to that. How could an ass be delicious? I guess I never tried it before so who was I to judge? He then got in between my legs and told me to rest my legs on his shoulders. I did as I was told and he once again slipped the same finger back into my ass, which made me groan in pleasure.

He then stuck the finger he had in me a little deeper and began flicking it on a certain spot near the insides of my groin, which made me moan. "Oh my god! What are you doing?"

"To be technical, I am stimulating your prostate with my finger."

"It feels...so good..."

He grinned. "It is supposed to feel good!" He continued stroking my prostate as he grabbed a hold of my dick with his other hand and began stroking that as well.

"Oh God, you are going to kill me!"

He laughed. "Now you understand what you put me through earlier, darling."

He continued his superior stroking skills for a little bit longer. His hand that was on my cock was larger and much more calloused than mine. I was so used to having my own small, soft hands (or formerly Rachel's small, soft hands) on my cock and the feel of his hand on it felt so much better on it as he masterfully stroked it.

"Oh God, I am going to come!" I felt that tingly sensation spread through my entire body and center in on my groin and that was when I exploded. My seed splashed out onto my stomach and chest in long, thick streams.

"Yes. That's it, son. Drain your balls dry for me."

Once the last of my semen came out of my penis, I finally relaxed my muscles, eased my breathing, and gave a sigh of contentment. My father brought his hand that had some of my seed on it up to my head and I knew what he wanted me to do. I grabbed his hand and licked my cum off of it, tasting my own essence.

Up until just yesterday, I would have never done such a thing because I thought it was a little weird (like rimming). But my father talked me into it and I found that I actually liked doing it. I would have rather tasted someone else's cum (like my father's or Trey's), but tasting my own made it kind of...kinky (in a good way).




The Best Present Dad Can Give Ch. 06



Once I finished licking his hand, he went back down and licked the semen trail from my stomach and chest. It was a very erotic thing to watch. He then took my cock into his mouth and sucked any excess cum off of that as well.

"Yummy."

I laughed. "I am glad you enjoyed this morning as much as I have."

"Let's go take a shower."

"Sounds good to me."

Then we went and took a shower together.

*********

The shower itself had been almost as interesting as before the shower. We had made a bet that we would stroke each other's cocks and if I was the first one to get hard, my father would fuck me. If he, on the other hand, was the first to get hard, I would get to give him a blowjob. So the object of the game was to try and make the other person hard first while trying to remain flaccid ourselves.

My father won the game because I became hard after about ten seconds. My father became hard himself only two seconds after I did. I thought that I would have for sure won it since I was the last one to ejaculate but unfortunately for me, my father was twenty-two years older than me so his age was at his advantage in the game.

After the nice shower fuck we had, we decided to have brunch. I begged him to not wear any clothes (to be honest, I never wanted him to wear clothes) after the shower but he did. He had no shirt on but he had put on a pair of his boxer briefs and gym shorts, which made me scowl at him for not being nude. To spite him, I put on a pair of blue jeans and a sweater. I sure as hell wasn't going to be nude (even partially) if he wasn't fully nude himself!

We ate some bacon and scrambled eggs (my favorite brunch). We sat down and eventually my father broke the silence. "Do you plan on going any further with Trey?"

I almost choked on a piece of bacon when he asked the question. That was not a question I was expecting at breakfast. "Yeah, I think so. It doesn't bother you, does it?"

"Not at all. Do you love him as more than just a best friend?"

This time I nearly spat out my orange juice. He was asking such personal questions at an awkward time in such a casual way. "I'm in love with you."

He sighed. "That's not answering the question. Please answer it this time."

It was my turn to sigh. "Yes I do. The attraction I feel towards him is quite overwhelming and he has and always will be there for me. How could I not love him?"

He nodded, satisfied. "What about Cody?"

"What about him?"

"Do you love him? Are you planning on doing anything with him?"

It took me a while to think of a way to explain what Cody and I have. The only people besides Cody and myself who understands the kind of relationship we have are Trey and Collin (Cody's identical twin), and that is only because they have the same kind of relationship with each other as Cody and I do.

"Yes, though it is not love that is easily described. It is as if he is a part of me. He is just so...into me, for a lack of better wording. Like I said, it is hard to describe. I just know that being around him makes me happy."

"Okay, that answers the first question. What about the second question?"

"I don't know. I am certainly attracted to him, and he will let me have my way with him however I want but I am not sure I want to just go sleeping around with anyone I am interested in. Trey and you are more than enough for me."

He sighed. "He loves you. I told you once that you need to do whatever it is you want to do. I don't care if it is just Trey and I or if you choose to add another fifty lovers to your bed. It doesn't change our relationship in any way. I also told you earlier that your mother and I used to sleep around with other people. Truth was, she loved other men besides me but she loved me the most. I loved other women too, but not nearly as much as I loved her. Love is something you need to share with others, Nick." He shrugged and took a sip of coffee. "Even if you don't love the other person, it is not really considered bad to lust for them and act on that lust. I slept with quite a few women who I actually disliked quite a bit, but I still had the hots for them so I fucked them anyways."

I wasn't sure I would ever do it with people I didn't love, but he did have a point. Why couldn't I fool around with Cody? I loved him, and he was gorgeous. He also loves me completely, so it would make him eternally happy if I did have sex with him. It was something I would contemplate later but I had something much more pressing on my mind at the moment. "How do you know I am your kid if she slept with other people?"

He smiled. "I was wondering when you were going to ask that. We did a paternity test and thankfully it turned out positive for me being your father. I would have loved you even if you weren't biological son though. I would have told you by now if you weren't."

"I know you would have loved me anyways. I'm just glad that I am your biological son though."

We finished eating and my cell phone vibrated after cleaning up. It was Trey. "Hello?"

"Hey Nicolae! Come over this afternoon and hang out with me."

I rolled my eyes. He always gets so bossy like this when he wants something and thinks I will say no. "Why?"

I could practically hear him scowl on the phone. "Your father had you all yesterday afternoon and evening. He even had you this morning. I want some Nicolae time."

I sighed. He was my best friend and we used to hang out almost every other day until my eighteenth birthday. After my birthday, I spent a few weeks without even hanging out with him unless it was during school hours. "Okay."

"Really? Great! I will pick you up at three." Click. Why does he always do that? He needs to learn to say goodbye or something before hanging up the phone. I planned on asking him what we were going to do but he hung up, not even asking if three sounded good to me or not.

I walked into the living room where my father was watching television. "Trey is going to be picking me up at three. He wanted to hang out."

"Okay. What are you guys going to do?"

"Hell if I know."

I decided to go to do my homework until it was time to leave. They really like to cram all projects in the last two weeks of school. Guess I might as well get a start on it.

*********

Thank God! It is finally three! I can stop working on homework. I rushed and grabbed my wallet and left my room. I saw my father sitting on the computer doing something on the internet so I decided to kiss him goodbye.

"Bye" I said with a kiss.

"Have fun."

"I will."

When I walked out the door I immediately saw Trey's car parked in my driveway. Why did he want to pick me up? I could have easily driven over to his house so why bother going out of the way to pick me up? He must have a reason behind it but I didn't have a clue what the reason was. It didn't make sense to me.

When I got in his car, he instantly gave me a dazzling smile that was so bright I thought I was going to go blind if I didn't look away or put sunglasses on. "Hey."

"Hi." I didn't know what else to say. I just stared into his perfect face and became captivated by him. His chocolate brown hair shined in the afternoon light and his olive green eyes had a sparkle of happiness in them. His suntanned skin didn't have so much as a pimple on it and his mouth was just asking to be kissed. Everything about him was simply gorgeous. 

His grin suddenly widened. "I love it when you like at me like that."

I instantly blushed. I was so embarrassed. "Sorry," I mumbled. I was practically drooling.

He laughed. "I'm not!"

"Drive," I ordered. I wanted him to stop looking at me. I was blushing so much that I knew I looked like I had a bad sunburn.

"You're the boss," he said, pulling out of my driveway. Thank God he dropped the subject. Normally he would have taunted me about it a little longer but he actually did what I told him to do this time.

We pulled into his driveway five minutes later and headed inside. We took our shoes off and soon after he came and embraced me like he always does. "I missed you."

I laughed. "I just saw you last night!"

"It was too long," he said solemnly.

I released myself from his embrace. "What are we going to do?"

He shrugged. "Anything you want."

I looked at him like he was stupid. "You invited me over without even having any idea on what we were going to do?"

"I don't care what we do as long as I'm with you."

I sighed and turned away from him before I became captivated by him once again. Once was more than enough for the day.

"Look Trey, you called me out of the blue telling me that we are going to hang out. To be honest, I am tired as hell and need an hour nap. I spent the day yesterday and today with my father and we..." I decided that was the time to stop talking. Trey didn't need to know I was exhausted from have lots of sex with my father. I just need a quick nap.

The look Trey gave me clearly told me he understood what I was about to say. My father was out of town for almost a week and he knows the kind of relationship I have with my father. "I see."

"Just bring me home. I will hang out with you tomorrow."

"No."

I became angry. This must have been why Trey wanted to pick me up instead of having me drive here myself. It was so he could decide when I leave. Well I wasn't going to let that stop me from going home. "Fine. I will walk home and I will see you in school on Monday," I said coldly.

"Nicolae, you don't have to go home to take an hour nap. You can do that just fine right here. Please stay with me," he begged.

I sighed in defeat. "Fine. Where should I sleep?"

He grabbed my hand and I immediately pulled it away. "There is noone here besides us, Nicolae," he said, claiming my hand once more. I let him hold onto it this time as he led me into the living room. "Do you want the TV on or off?"

"On is fine. It will give you something to do while I sleep."

"Okay." He flipped the television on and sat down. He patted his lap, expecting me to come and lay in it. I went and cuddled myself against his body, adjusting myself so both him and I were comfortable. I certainly didn't want to squash his groin or anything.

Once I was settled, he wrapped his arms around me. I was surprised how comfortable I was in cuddling with him on the couch. Our bodies seemed to fit together so perfectly. "Sorry for being a lousy guest. I will be a little less vapid after I nap for an hour or so. Don't let me sleep for too long."

He bent down and kissed me on the head. "It is absolutely fine. As long as you are with me, I am perfectly content. We will just take things one step at a time. Just get your rest and sleep peacefully, my heart," he said tenderly.

I felt a tug on my heart. Did he just call me his heart? Between his words of endearment and the tenderness in his voice I was positively flattered. I decided to ignore that comment for now and I felt myself drifting to sleep...

*********

I woke up hearing voices in the kitchen. His parents are home already? When they had to work on Saturdays, they usually worked until five. What were they doing home so soon?

"What time is it?"

"Five-thirty."

I jumped out of his arms. "You mean I've been asleep for over two hours! I told you to not let me sleep for too long!"

He frowned. "I'm sorry. You were sleeping so peacefully that I would have hated to see you wake up. I asked my parents to keep their voices down when they came in and talked to me so they wouldn't wake you up."

I felt myself go pale. "You mean your parents saw me sleeping in your arms like that," I shrieked.

He nodded. "Yeah. My mom said it was cute and my dad laughed about it. Don't worry, it was a laugh in the good way."

"You are an ass! How could you let your parents see us like that?"

He frowned again. "They know we are close."

"They didn't know that we are that close! That was too intimate to be platonic."

He shrugged. "I don't care what they think. If they don't like how we are, they can go fuck themselves."

I sighed in defeat and crawled back into his arms. It didn't matter if they saw us together like this anymore. They have already seen it once.

Trey was more than happy to close his arms around me once again. "I love you, Nicolae."

"I love you, too. Even if you do piss me off once in a while with your tactlessness."

He laughed. "I'm glad to hear it."

"Let's go to a movie tonight."

"Okay. Do you want to go with the twins?"

"Of course. Rhett too."

I didn't need to look at his face to know that he scowled. "I don't see why you want to hang out with him so much."

"He's a nice guy. You will see it once you get to know him better."

"Maybe. Fine, he can come too."

"Thank you," I said, nuzzling my head against his chest. We cuddled a little longer and finally I had to use the restroom so I escaped Trey's arms. I could tell Trey had something to say when I got out of the restroom.

"What's up?"

"If you want to call the twins and Rhett, I will talk to my parents about having them over for dinner with us."

I was surprised that he wanted to have them over for dinner. Especially since Rhett was coming over, too. "Okay. You think your parents will be fine having four guests tonight?"

"They won't care. They won't be staying for dinner anyways. They came and told me while you were sleeping that they will be out for the evening tonight but they will make the spaghetti for the two of us before they leave. I'll just ask them to make enough for five people instead of two."

"Alright. I'll call them and you go talk to your parents."

"Okay." He left and I took out my cell phone. I decided to call the twins first so I dialed their number.

"Hello?"

"Hi Collin, this is Nicolae."

"Oh hi, Nicolae. Gee, how did you know it was me and not Cody just by the word 'hello'? Cody and I have the same voice." In the background I heard Cody asking Collin if it was really me. When Collin confirmed it, I heard something that sounded like glass break. "Damn it, Cody, calm down! You don't need to freak out. Mom is going to kill you for breaking that."

"Nicolae! Hi!" Cody had clearly yanked the phone out of Collin's hand to talk to me. His feelings toward me were...obsessive, for a lack of a better word, though obsessive isn't exactly the right word. I don't think they have made a word for it yet.

I laughed, unable to keep the joy out of my voice. Cody always had a way of making happy no matter what mood I was in. "Hi Cody! I was wondering if you and Collin want to go to the movie with Trey and I tonight."

"Of course! When do you want us to meet you?"

"Trey and I will pick you guys up in about fifteen minutes. We are eating spaghetti at his place first, then we will go to the movie."

"Okay great. We will see you then. Bye!" He hung up. That was Cody alright. Always so abrupt about everything. At least he knew how to goodbye, unlike somebody else I know.

I then dialed Rhett's phone number.

"Hello?"

"Hi Rhett, this is Nicolae."

"Nicolae, hi! What's up?"

I told him about what was going on and he agreed to go. I then told him we would pick him up in about twenty minutes. He said he would tell his dad and get ready. He then gave a civilized goodbye (something I wasn't used to receiving from my friends) and hung up.

Trey walked backed into the room. "I told them what was going on and they were fine with it."

I nodded. "I told the twins we would be there in about fifteen minutes and I told Rhett we would be there in twenty minutes."

He nodded his approval. "Sounds great. Let's go."

We pulled out of the driveway and drove to the twins' house. The twins instantly emerged from their door once we parked the car in their driveway. Completely identical, they were absolutely gorgeous with their golden blonde hair, perfect face, and (most beautiful of all) teal eyes. I become mesmerized whenever I looked into Cody's beautiful eyes, which were hard to see from this distance (unfortunately). 

Trey and I were the only ones who could always tell the twins apart (even their parents had difficulties). Most people had to settle with guessing which one was which (which was mostly decided by their behaviors, since Cody was much more lively and Collin was the more laidback of the two). You couldn't decide who was who by the clothes they wore either since they use the same wardrobe. They never hid the fact that they liked being so much like the other one. They were each other's best friend after all.

As they started walked towards the car, I had to chuckle a little bit. They walked side by side, in perfect synch with each other. 

"Funny." 

I jumped, completely startled by his interruption. I blushed, embarrassed by how entranced I was by their appearance. Trey either didn't notice my embarrassment or he just decided to let it slide. "What is?"

"Normally Collin wears that shirt. I don't think I've ever seen Cody wear that one before." Trey had (like me) immediately identified which twin was which as soon as they had appeared. Hell, we could always immediately identify which twin it was without needing the other twin to be present.

I looked at Cody's shirt and nodded my head in agreement. "Yeah, Collin usually wears that one."

They split up and took their spots in the backseat, with Cody behind me and Collin behind Trey. Cody immediately shot his hand out and touched my bare arm. I smiled and laid my hand on top of his. The twins always wanted (maybe even needed) physical contact with us, especially when meeting up. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Collin slowly reach out and touch Trey's bare arm. I knew he always tried to be more private about it than Cody bothered to be. Trey's face didn't reveal anything, but I knew that was because he knew Collin liked it being a private interaction between them so he intentionally made it look like nothing happen.

"Buckle up, Cody."

"You too, Collin," Trey added.

They simultaneously nodded and said, "Yes." They buckled up.

"Where does Rhett live?" Trey asked.

I told him the address.

"Why do we need to know where Rhett lives?" Collin asked.

"Rhett will be joining us tonight."

The car was awkwardly silent all the way to Rhett's house. For some reason, people wanted to avoid talking about Rhett or asking why Rhett was joining us. I don't know if they were shocked (they shouldn't be because they know that I became pretty good friends with him in the past week) or what the deal was.

We pulled up and waited in his driveway for about five minutes. "Maybe he doesn't know we are here. I'm going to go knock on the door so he knows we are here." 

I got out of the vehicle and walked up to his door and rang the doorbell. After a short pause, a smiling man in his forties opened the door. "You must be Nicolae. I've heard much about you. Rhett is getting ready so please step in for a moment."

"Thank you." I stepped inside and wiped my shoes on the rug. "Are you Rhett's father?"

"Yes, I am. Pleased to meet you, Nicolae." His smile never faltered and I realized that he didn't smile just to be polite or anything. He just seemed to be the kind of person who was generally happy with his life and doesn't take things for granted. He was short with light brown hair and brown eyes. Rhett was also short but he had pitch black hair and silver eyes so it made me wonder what his mother looked like.

Rhett walked into the room, smiling. "I'm sorry for keeping you waiting. I had things that I needed to do before I left."

"It's alright. The others are waiting outside in the car. We aren't in any big hurry so please don't worry about it."

His father laughed. "I see why Rhett likes you so much. You are a very kind person. You are also very attractive as well. I thought he was exaggerating but he clearly wasn't exaggerating at all. He would always come home talking about you."




The Best Present Dad Can Give Ch. 06



"Dad..." Rhett groaned, clearly embarrassed.

"Well we have become pretty good friends this week."

He laughed again. "Oh, he has been talking about you for much longer than a week. Ever since we moved here actually. He would always come home after school and talk to me about the 'god clique', you in particular."

"Dad, please...just stop talking."

His father blinked and frowned. "I'm sorry, Rhett. I didn't mean to embarrass you." His father was clearly upset about what he just did.

"I know you didn't, which is why I'm not mad at you." He went and gave his father a hug. After the brief embrace, he turned to me and said, "Let's go."

"Okay."

We walked out to the car and I saw Cody get out of his seat to let Rhett slide into the middle of the backseat. Rhett was by far the smallest in the backseat so it made sense for him to sit in the middle.

"Alright, back to my house," Trey said.

Once we were back in his house, we found five plates, forks, and glasses sitting out next to the food. His parents clearly left but set out everything so we were ready to eat once we got back.

We ate and discussed which movie we should go see. Once we agreed on which one, we agreed to go to the nine o'clock showing.

Since we had over an hour to kill before leaving for the movie, we decided to go into the family room and talk for a while. Rhett went and sat on the recliner, Trey and I went and sat on a couch, and Cody and Collin went and sat on the couch adjacent to the couch Trey and I sat on. 

Trey tapped his hand on his lap. The fucker thought I was going to cuddle myself on his lap in front of the twins and Rhett! I glared at him, knowing he'd know what the glare meant.

"I don't care if they are here."

"I do!" I felt my face turn beet red. I was both embarrassed and angry. I looked out of the corner of my eye and saw the twins both had a look of surprise on their faces, but their faces also revealed that they knew exactly what was going on. I shifted my glance over to Rhett, who looked completely clueless as to what was going on, but clearly wanted to know what was going on.

"The twins already know about what's going on between us and Rhett is gay so I doubt he'll care."

"How did you know I was gay?" Rhett asked with a look of shock and confusion.

Trey scowled at him. "You practically drool over my Nicolae like a fat kid drools over chocolate cake."

I was so pissed at him. Not only did I not like the fat kid reference (that was an extremely rude analogy), but he was just an ass towards Rhett. Rhett never did anything to him to be treated like that. "You are an asshole, Trey. Apologize to him."

"Yes, I am sorry Rhett. That was quite rude of me to use such a cruel analogy. First of all, not all overweight kids drool over food like that. A lot of them aren't like that at all and a lot of them can't help being overweight. Second of all, to say that you drool over my Nicolae was rude as well. What I should have said was that you seem, to me anyways, to show lots of interests in Nicolae in a way that is more than platonic."

Rhett nodded. "I accept your apology, Trey."

Trey turned his attention back towards me. He tapped his lap again. I shook my head. "Fine."

To my surprise, he got up and lifted me off the couch. "Hey!" I protested, but he completely ignored my protest. He sat back down and held me close to him when I tried escaping. I couldn't escape from his embrace so I gave up. Everyone here already knew what was going on anyways. I adjusted myself to make myself more comfortable and nuzzled myself into his body. This was too damn comfortable.

Trey tilted his head down and kissed my head. "You are so very precious to me, my heart."

I felt my heart do a backflip. So it wasn't my imagination when he said it to me earlier when I was falling asleep. He really did call me his heart. I don't think there are any terms of endearment more intimate than that one.

I felt everyone staring at us but I didn't care. I felt so peaceful here in Trey's arms. Nothing else in the world mattered anymore.

"Trey does have a point though. You do tend to drool over Nicolae, Rhett. You've got a big crush on him."

"Cody!" I couldn't believe he brought that topic back up. Cody's tactlessness is by far his worst quality. I've reprimanded him numerous times for not thinking about the things he says or does.

"At least I'm not obsessive like you! You are the kind of person we see in horror movies who are so obsessed over one person that they end up killing all of that person's friends and in the end they either die or the person they obsess about dies because of the stupid obsession. Your obsession will end up hurting everyone Nicolae loves and even Nicolae himself."

"No...I...wouldn't...I..."

Oh crap, he was going to breakdown. He was emotionally stable with everything except things that involve me. Rhett did a low blow by saying that Cody himself was going to end up hurting me. That was by far the worst thing Rhett could have ever said to Cody.

I immediately shot out of Trey's arms and headed over to the couch that Cody and Collin were sitting on. "Go sit by Trey," I ordered Collin. There was absolutely no negotiation about it. Collin went and did what he was told.

I sat on the couch. "Cody."

"I wouldn't hurt you like that, Nicolae, I promise. I wouldn't do that."

"I know, Cody..." He had tears streaming down his cheek at this point. I reached out and grabbed his face gently with both hands. He averted his eyes from mine. "Cody, look at me," I said gently.

He slowly met my gaze with his beautiful teal eyes. "Nicolae."

"You would never hurt me, Cody. It's not possible because you are mine. You love me and other people don't understand our relationship. Cody, trust me when I say what Rhett said was not at all true. Trust me, Cody." I intentionally told him that he was mine because he always said that he was mine. It sounds too possessive to me but I knew it would help him so I said it.

"Yes, I am yours. I trust you, Nicolae."

"Good. Now smile for me. Smile for me with that beautiful smile that always makes me happy. The one that you always save just for me."

He smiled and it made me smile back. I laughed. "I don't think anyone in the world has a relationship like ours."

"Trey and Collin do."

"Theirs is the most similar to ours but I wouldn't say theirs are exactly like ours."

"Yes, it is."

"I don't think Trey sexually fantasizes about Collin at all though." As soon as I said, I wished I could grab those words right back and shove them back into my mouth. I can't believe I just said that out loud! I knew that all eyes in the room were on me at the moment.

"You have sexual fantasies about me?" His grin grew much brighter.

I buried my face in his chest. "Shut up."

He laughed. "I don't think I have been any happier in my entire life!"

"I said shut up."

"Sorry."

I kept my face buried in his chest until I felt the heat leave my face. Once I had the nerve, I looked back up into his beautiful face. He was so gorgeous. The only people who could compete with such a gorgeous face were my father and Trey.

"Oh hell," I said, and I reached up, grabbed his head, and laid a kiss on his smiling, beautiful mouth. I have waited far too long to do that. I wanted to do other things but I wouldn't let myself do them. Two lovers were more than I could handle at the moment. A third would be pretty much impossible.

When I pulled back, I looked into his face and he looked like he just got kissed by god. "Nicolae."

I got up, walked up to Trey, and climbed back into his lap. I turned toward Collin and ordered, "Leave us." Collin obeyed as usual. As soon as Collin was gone, I laid a kiss on Trey's lips. He was about to stick his tongue into my mouth but I pulled away. "It's time to go."

"Damn."

Everyone got up. "Collin, Nicolae was wrong earlier. You and I have exactly the same relationship as Cody and Nicolae," Trey said with a wink as we were heading out the door.

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"I didn't like that movie," Cody said.

"I didn't either," Collin added.

"Well, I don't think anybody did," I said with a frown. "It's too bad though. I am glad all of you decided to go with Trey and I though. I had fun tonight even though the movie was boring."

"Thank you for inviting me," Rhett said softly. "I had fun."

I smiled at him. "I'm glad you came, Rhett. We will have to do it again soon."

"Who should I drop off first?" Trey asked.

"Rhett's house is the closest so drop him off first."

"Okay."

We pulled into Rhett's driveway. "Bye" Rhett said with an adorable smile before he exited the car. I watched to make sure he got inside his house before I told Trey to drop the twins off.

"Goodnight!" Cody said, and to my surprise, opened my door, gave me a swift kiss on the cheek, then headed inside. Collin whispered his goodbye to Trey and we watched to make sure they made it inside before pulling out of their driveway.

"Why didn't you turn?" I asked when I noticed Trey missed the turn he should have taken to get to my house.

"You are spending the night at my house."

"What?!?!? When did I agree to that? I need to go home!"

He scowled. "No, you don't."

I pulled out my cell phone to call my father. "I'm calling my father," I told him after dialing the number. With lightning speed, Trey reached out and grabbed the cell phone from my hand. "Hey!" I protested.

"Hi, this is Trey," he spoke into the phone. Clearly my father had answered the phone. I reached out to try and take the phone from him but he moved the phone to his left ear so I couldn't reach it. "Nicolae will be spending the night at my place tonight." There was silence for a moment while Trey listened to my father. "Yes, I plan on starting the night by having him give me a blowjob then we will see where it leads us from there."

I thought I was going to die. "Trey!" What the hell was wrong with him! You don't say that to someone's father or lover, and my father was both! I punched him on the arm but he still didn't surrender my phone.

"Okay I will tell him. Goodnight." He hung up the phone. "Your father wanted me to tell you that he loves you and to have fun tonight. You didn't need to hit me by the way."

Of course my father would be fine with me spending the night with Trey and giving him a blowjob while doing God knows what else. My father seems to be more okay with me loving Trey than I am. Hell, he even encourages me to fool around with him when I'm not sure if it's the best thing to do. How could you be in love with two different people at the same time? "You had it coming," I said, responding to his comment.

"Whatever."

We drove the rest of the way to his house in silence. Once we were in his house, we both silently read the note his parents left for him. It said they would both be out for the rest of the evening and that they will see him tomorrow afternoon. 

The note made me wonder what the hell they were doing. Then the answer came to me. They probably went out for a romantic dinner and later decided to rent a hotel room so they could have lots of sex. Both of Trey's parents were hot, especially for people their age. Trey's father was basically a thirty year older version of Trey (They looked so similar. I saw an old photograph of Trey's father from when he was younger and he looked just like Trey). Trey's mother was a petite blonde woman with large breasts. An image of them naked and having sex came to my horny mind and I felt heat rush into my head.

"Why are you blushing?"

"No reason. I shouldn't be here. Will you bring me home?"

A look of pain went through Trey's face. "What the hell am I doing wrong?" Trey muttered.

"What?"

"Why do you love him more than you love me? What does he have that I don't? What does he do that I don't do?"

I was thrown off guard by these questions. I didn't need to ask who he was talking about. "Trey..."

"No Nicolae. Don't avoid the questions! Fine, you can avoid them if you want but just tell me what it will take to have you love me like you love him. I will do anything!"

Trey was jealous of my father. He was asking me what he had to do for me so I could love him like I loved my father. His face was filled with sadness. He has always been my strength and now I could to tell that for the first time that he was going to fully break down if I don't do something. "I love you, Trey..."

"Then why the hell do I have to fight and struggle so much lately just to spend time with you!?!?!" To my surprise, he sank down to his knees, wrapped his arms tightly around my waist, and buried his head in the spot just below my ribcage. "The closer you get with your father, the more distant our relationship becomes. I feel like I am losing you, Nicky. I can't lose you. You are...everything to me."

I felt tears in my eyes. I loved him. Hell, I was in love with him (I just hadn't wanted to admit it to myself). He was jealous because he thought I loved my father so much more than him when in reality it is only by a little bit. I think I will always love my father more than him, but I haven't been fair to him because I've been suppressing my feelings towards him out of guilt for having feelings for someone else and he thinks that I only love him a fraction of what I actually do. He has only seen the tip of the iceberg (metaphorically speaking) of my feelings towards him. The majority of the love I feel towards him is hidden underneath, unseen.

I stroked his hair. "Trey, I will always love you, and I will always be with you. My relationship with my father will never diminish that. I love you more than you will ever know. I just wish there was a way for me to prove that to you." An idea suddenly came to my head. It was perhaps a way to show Trey just a fraction more of how I feel about him. "Let's go cuddle on the couch. I want to tell you something."

"Just a second."

I waited for him to collect himself. I knew that he hated being so vulnerable in front of me because he was used to being my strength. He didn't want to seem weak in front of me. I just had to wait while he put his game face on.

He finally stood up after a minute of recuperating. "Okay."

I took his hand and led him to the couch. He plopped down on it and I laid myself comfortably in his lap. He wrapped his arms around me and I sighed with content. "I love it when you hold me, Trey. Everything bad in the world just goes away when you hold me. Can I ask you something?"

"Yes."

"Do you ever wonder what life would be like if it were different. As far as setting, time, situations, or anything really?"

"No, not really."

"Well, I do. I often wonder what life would be like if my mother was still alive. Or what life would be like ten years from now, or even thirty or forty years from now. I also wonder what life would be like if I had siblings, or if Rachel and I hadn't broke up. I think about what my life would have been like if I lived one hundred years ago, or even a thousand years ago, or if I just lived a completely different life all together. What would life be like if I was the President? Or what would it be like if I was some famous celebrity, or someone really important? What if I was the heir to some royal family? How different would life be, or would I be any different myself?"

"Yeah, I don't think I've ever given it much deep thought like that before."

"Everything could be so different, but in every scenario there is one thing that is always the same."

I knew that sparked Trey's interest. "And what's that?"

"You are at my side in each case. It wouldn't matter if my mother was alive, or if I was still seeing Rachel, or if I had siblings, or if I was the President or some heir to some royal family. It wouldn't matter if it was one hundred years ago or a thousand years ago, you would always be with me at my side in each scenario. I don't think my subconscious would ever allow me to create a scenario that didn't have you in it. I don't want to imagine a life without you with me, Trey. It would be a life comparable to being homeless."

He had remained silent up until the homeless part, which made him laugh. "So how is life without me comparable to being homeless?"

"In both cases, I wouldn't have anywhere to go. Everything would just be cold, dark, and empty."

He remained silent for quite some time, just holding me. "Thank you, Nicolae. It means a lot to me that you told me that," he said softly.

I broke myself from his embrace and turned around, laying both my legs on each side of his legs. I was now face to face with him. I just stared at his gorgeous face, completely mesmerized by it.

"I fuckin' love it when you look at me like that, Nicolae."

I leaned forward and kissed him, thrusting my tongue between his lips. He eagerly accepted my tongue's entry and kissed me back with just as much passion. He reached around and grabbed my ass and, to my surprise, I let him grope my ass as much as he wanted.

I broke the kiss and kissed his face all over the place, making sure to not leave a single spot left unkissed. Trey then tilted my head back and began laying kisses and licks all over my neck. "Trey," I moaned.

He paused to say "I love the sound of you moaning my name," then he continued what he was doing and I felt blood filling my penis up. Trey moved his hands, and to my surprise, reached out and felt my cock through the layers of clothing. "Looks like someone has a boner," he said and he started stroking my cock through the material, making me become even harder. I moaned his name again and he continued massaging my shaft. My brain wanted me to stop him out of modesty but my body urged me to stay still and I listened to my body and let him continue his massage on my cock.

Trey reached for my button and unbuttoned my jeans and that's when my brain took over. "Don't Trey! Stop!"

He grumbled something under his breath and I asked him to repeat himself and he told me he wouldn't. He then continued where he left off kissing my neck.

"No Trey, tell me what you said."

"I said so only he is allowed to touch you there."

I became angry. "Don't make this about my father. My father didn't touch me there until over two weeks after I started giving him blowjobs. It has only been two days since you and I started fooling around."

He muttered an apology and I pulled away from him. "I already said I was sorry!" he said, trying to pull me back to him.

"I know you did and I already forgave you. I am ready to take things to the next level and I want to go to your bedroom next," I said while reaching for his hand.

His olive eyes instantly lit up and he eagerly followed me as I took him by hand to his bedroom. I locked his door when we were both in his room.

He laughed. "We are the only ones here until tomorrow afternoon. We could have sex on the living room couch if we wanted and nobody would ever know about it so I don't think locking my bedroom door when it is already closed is necessary." 

"What do you care? You are about to get a blowjob so what different does it make to you whether it's locked or unlocked?"

His entire face lit up. "Good point!" He eagerly led me to the bed and hopped on. "You can do whatever you like to me."

That made me smile. "Don't make promises you can't keep. Things will get crazy tonight if I simply do whatever I want to you."

"I wouldn't have it any other way."

I grinned and climbed on top of him and gave him another large, wet kiss. I then began kissing his neck, licking the jugular artery when I found it on his neck (which to my delight made him shudder).

I climbed a little lower down his body and unbuttoned the first two buttons on his button-up shirt, which I ended up finding (to my delight) that he was not wearing another shirt underneath. I kissed and licked his exposed skin, and then I unbuttoned another button and kissed once more the newly exposed skin. I unbuttoned yet another button which caused his entire chest to be now exposed to me. I kissed and licked the newly exposed flesh then I went up and began licking his right nipple to erection.




The Best Present Dad Can Give Ch. 07



This series contains male-on-male relationships, some of which are incestuous. If you think this will offend you, please do not read any of the stories in this series. If you are looking for stories that focus solely on sex, this series is not for you either since love plays a huge part in this series. Otherwise, please enjoy the series and leave a public comment, or send me a private one. I love hearing from my readers and any feedback is sincerely appreciated. Thank you!

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It was Friday morning when I woke up to get ready for school, casting one last glance at my naked father (he was sound asleep) before leaving his bedroom. I felt my cock thicken at the sight of his nude body as I walked naked down the hall into the bathroom. I dreaded going to school again and having to avoid Trey once again after my embarrassing bail last Sunday morning.

Last Sunday morning, I woke up in a panic in Trey's bed after spending the night at his place. I had sucked on his sweet cock (he ate a lot of fruit throughout his entire life, which ended up giving not only his cum a sweet taste, but his entire cock a sweet flavor as well) until I drained his balls dry the night before. I would have been fine if I hadn't remembered the deal we had made the night before. 

In exchange for me giving him a blowjob the night before, I was supposed to let him pleasure me the next morning. I wasn't ready for Trey to bring me to orgasm yet. What made it even harder despite my huge sense of modesty was that Trey (for the most part) was straight. I liked giving him blowjobs and he liked me giving him blowjobs. Why did a straight guy like him want to pleasure me? I was the first guy he has ever done anything sexual with and I was hoping that he wouldn't want to do anything like that with me for a while but he was rather insistent on it. He was ready before I was.

It was hard leaving his bed that morning. The sight of his naked body left me drooling for his sweet cock but I couldn't give him a blowjob without him waking up and he would have wanted to reciprocate once I was done blowing him and I wasn't ready for that yet. I had grabbed my clothes and called my father that morning to pick me up since I didn't drive to Trey's. I've been avoiding him since then.

It's not like Trey hasn't tried talking to me since then. He called me when he woke up that morning like a thousand times and I ignored every one of his calls. In school I would show up at the last minute so I wouldn't have to worry about being forced into a conversation with him and I ate with Rhett the past four days at fast food restaurants on our lunch breaks so I didn't have to go sit with Trey or have him sit by me. Avoiding him was becoming quite tedious but it had to be done.

I arrived at school three minutes before class started so that I didn't have to worry about being forced into a conversation with Trey. When I arrived at my locker, I wasn't surprised to see him leaning by it.

"You still haven't returned my phone calls," he said softly.

"Yeah, I'm sorry. I've been busy lately."

"That's what you've been saying all week! We are going to talk about this right now," he said firmly.

"But classes start in one...hey!" I protested as Trey grabbed me by the hand and started dragging me to some unknown location. I tried yanking my hand away from him but his grip was too strong for me to pull my hand away from his hand.

We ended up in an empty classroom that had its lights off. I heard the school bell ring in the PA system, announcing the beginning of class.

"Darn you, Trey! Now we are late," I pointed out with exasperation.

Trey shrugged. "It's too late to do anything about it now. Tardy is tardy. We might as well talk since the penalty is the same either way."

Fuckin' Trey obviously planned this out so I would be forced into it. I opened my mouth to yell at him but the expression that crossed his face stopped me. He looked so...frightened? No, that's not the word, but it's a similar word I couldn't put my finger on at the moment.

"Nicolae, please tell me what is wrong. What did I do wrong? Why do you hate me? I can't take the pain this puts in my heart. It is killing me." The words sounded so ridiculous I could laugh if I thought he was joking but he wasn't. I couldn't be mad at him when he had the look of complete helplessness on his face.

I wrapped my arms around him in an embrace and took in the smell that belonged to Trey alone. "I was so scared that morning, Trey."

"You don't have to be scared with me, my heart. Tell me why you were scared."

"I wasn't ready..."

He gave me a look that clearly stated he was dissatisfied with my answer. "You could have just said no. I would have let you suck me off when I woke up and we would have eaten breakfast afterwards."

"But what about the deal?" I inquired.

"The deal being broken is far less of a punishment than avoiding me."

I should have known avoiding him would have given him a worse response than just flat out telling him I wouldn't let him masturbate me that morning. "I'm sorry, Trey."

"Don't let it happen again...I can't stand it when you avoid me..."

"I know." I tightened my embrace around him and held him for a few more minutes before pulling away.

"You owe me."

My eyes widened. "What do you mean? Why do I owe you?"

"You really don't understand the torture you put me through, do you?"

"I told you I am sorry. What else do you want?"

"Many things. I plan on collecting them in full too. You can start out by taking care of this."

I was confused, not knowing what he meant until I saw him start unbuckling his jeans. "Trey! You can't be serious!"

"I am" he said seriously. "I have five days of cum in my balls and it wants out. I know you would hate it if I jacked off and wiped my delicious cum off with a tissue and tossed it so I waited until now."

Trey knew me well. I am what some people would consider a cumslut. I hated the thought of anyone's cum (especially Trey's) going to waste. Cum belongs in someone's belly, womb, or ass. Cum belongs in the body. My thoughts are once it comes out of the body, it has to go back into another body (or if the person is into it, back into their own body). "You still haven't tasted your own cum yet. You've heard numerous people rave about how sweet it is. I'm surprised you haven't done it yet." Trey shrugged. "Of course I'm curious. Most guys are curious about what their cum tastes like and some even consider tasting it but most don't follow through with it."

I heard Trey's zipper go down and I made eye contact with him so I didn't see it. If I saw it, I knew my resolve would be broken. "I'll give you a blowjob some other time. Zip your pants back up."

"No." He leaned in and softly pressed his lips against mine. The smell of his body was intoxicating and I felt blood being rushed into my cock. I had shut my eyes so I couldn't see him and I heard the rustle of him lowering his pants.

"Trey. Please pull up your pants. I can't do this here. I won't!"

Trey lowered his mouth to my neck and whispered. "Yes you can do it here, and you will. You want this just as much as I do."

I felt my heartbeat race and I knew he was right about me wanting it as much as he did. I remembered the sweet taste of his cock and the feel of its thick heat filling my mouth while he moaned, or even screamed, my name.

"I can't."

"That's a lie. But I love you dearly so I will give you four choices to choose from. Deal?"

"I'm not going to say deal without you telling me what my choices are! I pick the choice that involves you pulling up your pants."

He held his hand up like he was doing a pledge. "I promise two of the four options involve me pulling up my pants but I will not tell you the four choices without you saying deal first."

I took a deep breath. "Fine. Deal."

He grinned. "Your first option is getting on your knees and giving me a blowjob until you finish swallowing my load."

I fought the urge to lick my lips and forced an answer I didn't want to give out of my mouth. "No. Next choice?

"Your second option involves me fucking you in the ass."

I winced. I would be willing to take a cock of any length but it can't be any thicker than my dad's cock. Now, my father was not thin by any means (he was actually thicker than most) but when it comes to girth, Trey was a monster. "Absolutely not. You are too thick. Next?"

"Options three and four involve me giving you a handjob or a blowjob."

"What?!? I thought you said you would lift your pants up for two of them!"

"And I will if you pick options three or four" he said with a smirk.

That bastard tricked me into thinking there was an escape! I should have known better.

"Fine. Option five is to get the hell out of here."

He shuddered when he gave me the fifth option. He didn't want to give me a fifth option but I knew he would never force me into anything. The look of despair on his face broke my heart and the look on it made me make a decision.

"Do I have to tell you my decision? Or can my actions speak for themselves?" I asked as I moved an inch closer to his already close body.

"Actions are fine" he muttered in what sounded like a nervous voice. Apparently moving closer to him threw him off guard.

I pressed my lips against his, enjoying the warmth of him. I slid my tongue in his mouth and licked his tongue multiple times. He tasted like strawberries, and knowing Trey, he probably had some this morning for breakfast.

I let my hand slide down his muscular chest and found his fully erect cock, all while I continuously kissed him. I stroked his warm, firm shaft and pulled away from him. His face was pink, which made me smile at him.

"What now?" he groaned as I continued stroking his cock.

"You tell me."

"It's time for you to do what you do better than anyone," he said, pushing my shoulders down, which forced me onto my knees.

I welcomed the push. I was now face-to-crotch with him and I wouldn't have it any other way right now. I could smell his crotch from this short distance and it made my mouth water.

"Please Nicolae..." Trey begged.

I figured I had tortured him long enough. The time for teasing was over. I grabbed a hold of his dick and slid him down my mouth as far as I effortlessly could on my first try. His cock was (as expected) very sweet and it made me never want to take my mouth off him, but I slid my mouth up and off his penis anyways.

I could hear Trey softly panting above me and it made me smirk. I loved having this kind of power over him.

"What is up with that smirk?"

"What smirk?" I asked coyly, which made him give me a chastising look but the look vanished as I slid his rod back into my mouth.

"How the hell are even your simplest movements so pleasurable? I've had girls put ten times more effort into what they are doing and it's still only half as pleasurable as what you are doing now...and you aren't even trying yet!"

I didn't answer him as I continued sliding my mouth up and down on his phallus, but I felt a blush of pleasure fill my cheeks. My guess is they just didn't love his penis as much as I did. They weren't worthy of his cock.

I pulled him out of my mouth. "I love you, Trey."

I saw the look of strong lust transform into the familiar look of deep love. "I love you too, Nicky."

I kissed my way down his shaft lovingly. When I had reached his balls, I decided to follow my instincts so I leaned in and buried my nose in his sac and took a big whiff. As always, he smelled so incredible, and so utterly masculine.

Trey shifted ever so slightly, causing his groin to brush against my face. His hard length brushed against my forehead, with its cockhead brushing against my hair. His sac had moved from my nose as it brushed along the side of my cheek. The act could have easily been mistaken as accidental, but I knew Trey well enough to know that it was intentional (I also knew he tried disguising it). A secret pleasure of Trey's that he hadn't spoken of but I quickly caught on was he loved dragging his entire crotch along my face, as if he were marking me. I wasn't sure if he knew that I knew about it (he gave no indication whatsoever), but I was always eager to indulge this fetish of his (preferably without him knowing I was doing it intentionally for him). I mean it's not like I didn't enjoy it, too.

I shifted my face back slowly, allowing his crotch to slowly drag along my face once more. I heard Trey stifle a moan, not wanting me to hear it. I pretended not to notice the stifled moan as I drew one of his testicles into my mouth and sucked on it, knowing Trey enjoyed a good ballsucking too. I released his testicle from my mouth and kissed his smooth sac.

After kissing his sac, I looked at the time. Holy crap! The next class was going to start in twenty minutes and Trey still needs to blow his load! I had no idea how early the teacher would come to the classroom but I didn't want to risk it being too early. So I shoved Trey's phallus all the way down my mouth until my mouth had covered the base.

"Shit! What's your rush for?" He looked at the time. "Oh."

I used my most advanced cocksucking techniques on him, wanting him to cum soon. Trey had amazing stamina, but I knew he would try cumming early for me so I went as quickly as I could.

"Fuck! Holy fuck, Nicolae!" Trey shouted.

Hopefully nobody was out in the hallway. Anybody outside would have heard it. The first classes of the day shouldn't be out yet but I didn't think much more of it because suddenly Trey spewed his semen into my mouth. Many ropes of cum went pouring down my welcoming throat as I greedily swallowed. How the hell could anyone possibly ejaculate this much semen? He has a lot more cum than my father does (though that was expected since my father was older, but still, he had a lot of cum).

He pulled out of my mouth and I licked the slit of his penis, greedy for more despite our pressed time. I managed to get one more drop from him before I pulled his boxers and pants up for him.

After I got up off my knees, Trey leaned in and pressed a kiss against my lips. "I love you."

"I love..." suddenly the door opened and Mr. Olson walked in the room and turned on the lights. He looked shocked to see us in the corner of the room.

"Mr. Turner and Mr. Milkovich, dare I ask what you two are doing huddled so close together in my classroom?"

I felt my face turn red. Trey and I are a little too close for comfort right now.

"We were discussing something" Trey responded.

"Right...well next time you decide to skip class, at least have the courtesy of doing it behind a locked door so you aren't...interrupted."

Trey smiled. "We'll keep that in mind."

God knows what Mr. Olson was thinking right now. He looked at us for another few seconds, shook his head, and motioned his hand towards the door. Trey and I obeyed the silent command, leaving the room.

Trey sensed my discomfort. "It's alright, Nicolae. Mr. Olson won't say anything to anyone. He's cool like that. He's probably forgetting what happened as we speak."

I sighed. "I hope so" then walked into my next classroom.

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The rest of the day went well (there was nothing out of the norm). I acted as if the morning never happened and everybody kind of went with it. Cody had asked where we were and I just told him to not worry about it. Knowing me quite well, Cody enough tact to drop it.

When I got home, I noticed a note from my father that said his brother had called him out for drinks and dinner after work so he wouldn't be home until after six o'clock. I thought it was kind of odd that his brother Jacob would call him to hang out and drink after work since they usually didn't do that in May (my uncle doesn't like drinking in the spring and summer seasons and I have no idea why that might be). Oh well.

Since school was at an end, we really didn't have anything left to do. Seniors had Monday and Tuesday off from school, gown distributions and group pictures were on Wednesday, graduation rehearsal was on Thursday, and graduation was on Friday. Today was my last day of having actual class.

I sighed, bored and wondering what I should do until six o'clock when my father came home. I turned the television on and started watching cartoons (not the most educating, I know). As I watched yet another anvil fall on top of some cartoon's head, I suddenly heard my doorbell ring. I got up to answer the door and was surprised to find Rachel standing outside my door.

"Hi Nick."

"Rachel?" I was kind of surprised to see her. I haven't really talked to her since she broke up with me.

"I was hoping we could talk. I feel like I owe you an explanation as to why I broke up with you."

Damn right you do! I didn't actually say that but instead said, "Of course. Come in."

"Thank you." She came in and her feminine scent captivated me as she walked by. I actually took a step back, not wanting there to be any lingering attraction between us. How someone smells always turns me on or turns me off. It may not be as important to other people, but it was crucial for me.

I tried not paying attention to how beautiful she was. It was odd how someone like her could have ever been with someone like me. I was failing miserably. 

"Why are you looking away from me?"

"Because if I look at you, it will make things harder for me" I said, deciding to be honest.

She smiled and shook her head in disbelief as she made her way into my living room. I loved how she sashayed everywhere she went.

She sat down on my couch and turned the television off. She patted the seat next to hers and I plopped my way down onto it. 

"I never wanted to hurt you."

I rolled my eyes. I was the dumped one, so I had a right to be assholish to an extent.

"It's true! I had been putting it off for a few weeks but I realized that it wasn't fair to you."

I sighed. "So I would have been screwed either way, huh?"

"Yes. I just thought you would have preferred the honest approach rather than the merciful one. I know it probably doesn't mean anything, but I am sorry."

She was right. "I accept your apology. Now let's move on and explore why you left me."

She bit her lip. "I love you, Nick, and I know you love me too. I never questioned that. It's just...I felt that you...always put me second."

"I beg your pardon?" I asked with a bitter laugh. "I loved you! I haven't told you this yet but I was planning on proposing to you after graduation."

"I know you loved me, but I would have broken up with you on graduation if I hadn't broken up with you yet..."

"I always put your needs over mine so where the hell do you get me always putting you second!" I was really pissed off now.

She got tears in her eyes now. "I know you did, but when it comes to your problems you never came to me!" She wiped the unshed tears from her eyes. "You always took really good care of me Nick, but you never let me take care of you and that hurts me more than you will ever know."

I felt my face cool down. "What do you mean?" I asked quietly.

She sighed. "Whenever you are going through something, you never come to me. If you ever need counsel, you will always go to your father. If you need comfort, you will always go to Trey. If you need a smile, you will always go to Cody. I'm not your first choice for anything."

"You say always as if it was an absolute. I went to my father before I went to Trey when you dumped me."

She nodded. "Yes, but your father was with you at the time; Trey wasn't."

"How do you know?"

"Be honest with yourself, Nicolae. If both of them had been in the room at the same time, who would you have gone to? Trey or your father?"

She had a point. I might love my dad a little more than I love Trey, but when my world is falling apart, I will always seek Trey out over anyone else. It's not that my father isn't qualified for the job; it's just that Trey can bring me more peace than anyone else in the world ever could.




The Best Present Dad Can Give Ch. 07



"It is the same for everything else I said. I understand that you might want to go to your father for guidance on certain things, but as your girlfriend I should be first sometimes."

I didn't say anything.

"And what is with your relationship with Cody? Why is he the only one who can make you smile sometimes? There are times when I would try so hard to cheer you up or make you smile and half the time it doesn't work. Cody can always make you smile. There would be times I would smile at you or tell you a joke and I'd get nothing from you. Two seconds later Cody would smile at you and your whole face would light up. What is with that?"

"My relationship with him is so complicated that I couldn't even begin to describe it to you. For this specific question, Cody's smile is so genuine that I can't help but smile back. When you try cheering me up, you have a goal to fulfill. When Cody smiles at me, there is no motive for it; he does it because that is what he is truly feeling when he sees me. Happiness. How could that not cheer me up?"

"I know that your relationship with Cody is complicated. Heck, everyone knows that he's got an obsessive love for you. He never tried hiding that. Even our teachers know he is head over heels for you."

"Yeah." 

"Which brings me to my question that I have for you?"

That took me by surprise. "What question?"

"When we were together, did you ever fool around with Trey?"

I blushed. "What?!?"

"I am being serious. The way he looks at you sometimes is so...longingful. Is that a word? He really loves you and it shows. Now please answer the question."

I figured I owed her that much. "No, it isn't a word, and no, I didn't do anything with Trey until after you broke up with me."

She let her breath out. "That's good to hear. So you never fooled around with anyone while we were dating?"

I knew my whole face turned red. "I..."

"Oh my gosh, who was it? Cody?"

"No, I haven't done anything with Cody except a brief, closed-mouth kiss on the lips. And that was after we broke up."

"Who then?"

"Please don't make me tell you."

"I have a right to know! Tell me who it is right now! I swear I won't tell anyone if you come clean with me right now."

"My father..." I said in a voice that was barely audible, but audible enough to hear nonetheless.

I don't think she could have been anymore shocked. She didn't say anything for about five minutes and I wasn't sure what to think. After several minutes, she asked "How long?"

"Still happening. It started on my birthday."

"I see."

"Please say something, Rachel."

"I'm not sure what to say."

"I understand. Are you mad?"

"Not really. I would be if it was another girl but I don't have guy parts so you obviously can't get anything like that from me." 

"So me being with Trey didn't bother you either?"

"No. I don't mind if you are bisexual...you are bisexual now, right?"

"Yes."

"Do you have a preference?"

I sighed. "Lately I've been with guys but I don't have any preference."

"I see. So if you walked into a party with the intention of hooking up, though I know you wouldn't do a one-night stand with a stranger," she added. "You wouldn't be looking for a specific gender?"

"No. If I were going to look for a sex partner, I wouldn't look for a specific gender. It really just depends on the person." 

"Okay...I'm not mad at you, Nicolae. To be honest, hearing you say that you are involved with your father kind of weirded me out at first but now that I think about it, there isn't anything wrong with it."

"Thanks, Rachel. It's good to hear you say that."

"I realized that as long as you are with someone who makes you happy, that is all that matter. I know you love him, and he loves you, so how could that be wrong?"

I sighed with relief. "Again, thanks."

"You need to be with whoever makes you happy, Nick. If it takes several people, then there is nothing wrong with it as long as they know about it and are fine with it." She smiled and added, "You are going to be a great man that will have a great life. I know it."

"I'm not so sure...everything is happening so fast to me...it is a lot to take in. How do you know my life will be great. And that I will be a great man."

"Because you are a great man. Nicolae, even if you lost everyone who is in your life you will still be okay. Me, your father, the twins, Trey, even Rhett. You would be fine and do you know how I know?"

"How?"

"Because you have the gift of love. You could move to a city far away from everyone and everything you have even known and be completely alone but it wouldn't take you long to find new people. You have such a big heart, Nicolae, and it draws people to you. You will always love, and you will always be loved. You will never know what loneliness is. There are so many people in this world who never have love. Some just never find anyone to be their partner. Others just settle down into a relationship that has empty love. You will always have people who love you, and you will always have people to love. Love is your most defining characteristic. It is what draws so many people close to you. You've seen how everyone pays more attention to you than anyone else. That is why. They can see your heart."

What she said brought tears to my eyes. She wasn't the first person to say something like that to me, and hearing it from more than one person must mean that there was some truth behind it.

She leaned in and gave me a hug. Before pulling away from the embrace, she gave me a chaste kiss on the cheek. "You have so many people who love you and you love so many people. Unfortunately, that is why I can't be with you. I am a selfish woman who needs to come first in my man's life, and I can't have you loving other people more than me. I came to this decision when I noticed how strong your relationship with Trey was. It was stronger than our relationship ever was."

I didn't know what to say so I stayed quiet for a few minutes until I saw her get up. "Are you leaving?"

"Yes. Thank you for having this conversation with me. I feel that I have some closure now, as I am sure you have some now too. I know this kind of sounds cliché, but I truly hope we can remain friends."

I smiled at her and gave her one last hug. "We will always be friends."

"You have no idea how good it feels to hear you say that. Take care" and with that she turned on her heel and left my doorstep. I'm not sure how close we will remain, but I know without a doubt that what I said was true: we would always be friends.

To be continued...



The Best Present Dad Can Give Ch. 08



This series contains male-on-male relationships, some of which are incestuous. If you think this will offend you, please do not read any of the stories in this series. If you are looking for stories that focus solely on sex, this series is not for you either since love plays a huge part in this series. Otherwise, please enjoy the series and leave a public comment, or send me a private one. I love hearing from my readers and any feedback is sincerely appreciated. Thank you!

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I watched Rachel pull out of the driveway before I finally shut the door and watched a little more television. Shouldn't my father be back by now? God knows I want his cock! I love him more than anything but whenever I picture him in my head I always get an erection. The man was just so damned sexy!

I usually get bored watching television after a while if I am not watching it with someone so I shut it off and headed to my father's bedroom (well, technically it was now our bedroom since we started being lovers but I still kept things in my old room and just refer to that as my room to avoid any confusion...).

When I got to the master bedroom, I went straight to my mother's mirrored vanity table (and don't even ask why...I wasn't sure myself...maybe just because I was bored). I don't even know if mirrored vanity table was the right word for it because the thing was so fucking huge! The thing was literally the size of a twin bed. I never did figure out why my mother wanted such a huge piece of furniture in a bedroom but it sure was gorgeous. The entire thing was mirrored (no exaggeration whatsoever). The tabletop was mirrored, the drawers were mirrored...hell, even the fucking handles were mirrored! The vanity was up against the wall and along with everything else being mirrored, there were three actuals mirrors to go with it. The middle mirror was the longest and it was parallel to the table itself. The other two mirrors were angled slightly towards (maybe by thirty degrees or so...) the person standing in front of the mirror.

"Such an odd place for me to find you" someone said, sexily. 

"Jesus! You scared the shit out of me!"

"You don't have to call me Jesus. 'Daddy' would be acceptable" said the man behind me, a smirk in his voice.

For some reason I found myself not trying to search for him in the mirror. I was facing the mirrored tabletop instead, making him completely out of my view. That sexy voice could belong to only one man.

"Didn't you miss me? I thought you'd be jumping for joy at my return" my father said, feigning disappointment.

"I did miss you. I wanted to do something different this time."

He closed the distance between us, sliding his large his hands down my sides. "Something different, you say? Just what did you have mind?"

"I was hoping you would come up with something."

"Mmmm. I'm sure I can think of something. In the mean time, why don't you tell me about your last day of actual classes."

"Well, I ended up skipping my first one."

"Why?" he asked. I knew he wasn't mad or anything. The reason he asked why was simply out of curiosity since I was such a goody two shoes.

"Trey wanted to ask why I was avoiding him all week."

"And did you tell him?"

"Yeah. He wouldn't take no for an answer so I told him. Things are back to where they were before that morning."

"And that took the entire class period?"

"Well he talked me into giving him a blowjob so that took the rest of the time period. We almost got caught by a teacher too."

My father laughed. "That was an incredible story! How was the blowjob? You've never told me what his cock is like. Tell me about his cock."

"What?" I asked, my face turning beet red.

"I asked you about his cock. You haven't told me any details."

"No offense, Dad, but that isn't really something I should be sharing with other people. I don't like to kiss and tell."

"Please?" My father kissed my cheek and ran a hand down my arm sensually. "It will be our secret."

I sighed. It was really weird for me to discuss details about lover "B" with lover "A" so casually. I knew that Trey wouldn't mind if I told him (since Trey certainly doesn't have anything to be ashamed about...). I didn't really know why he wanted to know so much but I supposed it didn't matter. "I really like his cock. It is the same length as mine but much wider. It's a fucking monster, to be perfectly honest. His girth is out of this world."

"Really? Is it wider than my cock? My cock has an exceptional girth if you ask me."

"Your cock definitely has an exceptional girth but it isn't as thick as his."

My father wrapped his arms up around my waist and pulled me into him. I was shocked to feel his extremely hard cock pressing hard against my buttocks. "Tell me more. Picture it in your mind. Tell me more about it."

I had asked my father to try something different but this was kind of...odd. I felt my father caress his hand on my stomach as it traveled down. He grasped my groin...my fully hard groin. When did I get a boner?

"Mmmm. That's it, Son. Think about Trey, and get hard for me."

"This is weird. We should stop this."

He thrust his hard cock against my ass, all while rubbing my hard cock, forcing a pleasurable groan out of me. "Your mother and I did this sometimes when we wanted to do something delightfully kinky. You said you wanted something different so we are going to try this out. We will keep it light this first time, so don't worry."

"This is light?" I asked, completely shocked.

"Oh yes. You have no idea."

"This isn't very intimate. I want to be intimate with you, Daddy."

"I know, darling, and this is intimate!"

"How?"

"When we have sex, we become one physically, but when we do this we become one mentally and spiritually."

"What do you mean?"

"To be perfectly honest, Trey is a very good looking kid but I would never really have any desire to be with him sexually, especially since I am almost completely exclusively straight. You are the only man I want to be involved with in that sense, however, you enjoy both men and women equally, and your attraction to Trey is almost as strong, if not as strong, as your attraction to me. Your strong attraction to him is the key for our pleasure in doing this. When you love the person you are doing this with and you know them very well, like the two of us for example, you are able to get into each other's mind through the description of what the other person is describing. When you discuss the mental pictures of what you are seeing and feeling in your head about Trey, along with other details, I can sense your deep arousal and see that mental description you are painting of him and the arousal you feel about everything rubs off onto me and makes me see and feel and desire everything you are fantasizing about. Do you understand?"

"I understand what you are saying, but honestly I am feeling a little skeptical, especially how we become one through this intimacy."

"Then give me the opportunity to show you. If you don't like it, we won't ever have to do it again. Will you try it?"

"Okay." I honestly doubted this thing would work, but I loved my father dearly and he seemed to think that I would enjoy it otherwise he wouldn't be trying to push it this hard on me.

"Excellent!" He held me in a tight embrace, which smothered my ass against his groin. I noticed that his erection was completely gone and I noticed that mine was almost completely gone as well. "I love you so much, sweetheart. Let's try starting from the beginning since the mood faded away. Tell me everything about Trey and his body, and what most attracts you about it...make sure you give very vivid details! Live the fantasy out loud. Make sure you do everything from your perspective...and by that I mean refer to him as 'him,' or 'Trey,' and when you refer to yourself do it in first person and I will do the same."

I wasn't completely sure about what I was supposed to do but I thought I would just fantasize about Trey like I would if was going to masturbate to him, only this time I would do it out loud verbally. "I walk into the men's locker room at the high school late in the afternoon. I am there because I have forgotten something I needed from my locker. I expect to find the room completely abandoned. To my surprise, I find Trey in the locker room, walking towards his locker. He had just gotten out of the shower, and he was poorly dried, wearing only a towel around his waist."

I found myself getting hard at the fantasy I had created about Trey a few years ago. When I wasn't masturbating with fantasies about my father, I would typically find myself masturbating fantasizing over Trey, and this was my favorite Trey fantasy. My father reached down and started manhandling my penis from behind, claiming full possession of my cock, and not only did I let him have my manhood, have me, but I enjoyed it too. He ground his hard cock straight up against my ass, which made me moan a moan I tried to suppress but failed to suppress. I can't believe he is this hard already.

"Trey hasn't seen me yet," my father continued, which made me surprised since it was my fantasy and not his. I didn't object though, I just listened to what he said. "The water droplets are running slowly down his body, getting closer and closer to his groin."

I found myself picturing what my father described. My father continued stroking me and thrusting his cock against my ass slowly, never breaking his slow pace. "One of the water droplets gets caught in his thick, dark treasure trail," I added, continuing where my father left off. "I find myself staring at his dark, wet treasure trail, as my gaze lowers to forbidden places that are covered by his cotton towel."

"Oh, fuck yeah!" my father moans. The hands on my groin and the hard cock on my ass started picking up in speed and aggressiveness. "Trey reaches into his locker and grabs his deodorant stick," my father continued, "but as he is about to put it on, it slips out of his hand and falls onto the floor on his side, the side that faces away from me."

I felt the tingling sensation approaching and I tried holding it in, not wanting to cum yet. "Trey turns around to pick up the deodorant stick," I added, "but when he reaches down to pick it up, his towel falls off, giving me the perfect view of his ass...the ass that even the straightest man in the world would beg to be mooned by..."

"Yes! The best fucking ass ever! So muscular and tight! Awwww..." he groaned.

"Oh my gosh!" I moaned, and with that I came, right inside my pants, feeling my boxers getting completely soaked with my cum. My father had cum too, I knew, and his once powerful thrusts against my ass were now wimpy ones as he tried catching his breath. "What the fuck was that?" I asked.

My father laughed with delight. "That was a preview of the potential this type of sex has to offer. Did you enjoy it?"

"Yes, I did...that was incredible...what the fuck was that?"

He laughed again. "We shared a fantasy together in a first-person narration style. You and I were the same person sharing the same fantasy together. We saw and felt the same things. Masturbating alone and only inside your head is fun, but limited. Masturbating by yourself while saying everything out loud is even more fun, but the pleasure of sharing the exact same fantasy experience with someone out loud is fuckin' unbelievable...as you saw."

"Oh my gosh...and that was just a peeping Tom fantasy...I didn't even get to the part about his cock or the blowjob..." I told him, and I had a sudden deep need to get out of my cum-filled pants and boxers since it was starting to get extremely uncomfortable.

"As I mentioned earlier, this was just to show you what it was like. I didn't want to get into it all the way the first time in case it bothered you...but let's get out of these clothes," my father said, sensing my sudden discomfort and knowing what the discomfort was about.

"Thank God!" I said, and eagerly stripped out of my clothes and climbed into the bed. Much to my delight, my father was much slower about taking his clothes off, and he wasn't even done unbuttoning his shirt by the time I was completely stripped and on the bed watching him.

My father didn't seem bothered by wearing cum-filled pants at all. He slowly finished unbuttoning his shirt, and as if he just now realized I was watching him intently, a smirk appeared on his face as he pulled the shirt off his body.

I found myself staring at his chest. The man just oozed masculinity and his hairy chest was just so damned sexy! Gosh, just the sight of it makes me jizz in my pants...I couldn't hold my laughter in.

"What's so funny?" my father asked, looking extremely amused and curious.

"I found myself thinking just the sight of your naked torso makes me jizz in my pants...but I just did that like two minutes ago!"

My father burst out laughing too. "You have the most unique mind I have ever met, sweetheart."

I had wiped the tears out of my eyes that came when I was laughing and when I finally opened my eyes again, my father had already stripped out of his clothes and was now approaching the bed. Damn it! I wanted him to strip slowly for me. I found myself glaring at him.

My father gave an alluring laugh and said, "I know what that look is for. I'm not going to stay in those pants forever, darling."

I cursed at him, which made him laugh even more. I knew he was messing with me just for shits and giggles. My father flopped on the bed and was now suddenly inches away from my face.

All the amusement that was on his face was now gone and now it was serious and personal. "You are so fuckin' adorable, Nicolae" he said, using my full name. Most of the people in my life called me Nicolae (I preferred it) but a few people (like my father) called me Nick. I didn't mind the short name so I never corrected anyone when they did call me Nick. It was only once in a blue moon when my father called me Nicolae...although I noticed that he has been calling me Nicolae a little more now since I have started being lovers with him.

My father reached out and traced his long finger along my cheekbone. I closed my eyes and reached out to his large hand and pressed it against my cheek, loving the feel of his touch. I felt his mouth press against mine and his tongue pushed against my lips, demanding entrance, which I accepted without hesitation.

My father and I kissed for a couple minutes, not hard and filled with lust, but softly and filled with intimacy. I loved it when we kissed like this. It was just so...nice.

My father pulled away from the kiss. "I think we should fulfill our vows to your mother before it completely dries up."

I knew what he meant. My mother (who had died nine years ago...) was a cumslut (according to my father) who thought cum should never be wasted in any circumstances, no matter whose cum it was. She even ate her brother's and brother's cum when she walked in on them masturbating, when they told her they wouldn't eat their own cum after she had asked them if they would. Cum was precious to her (hell, it's precious to me too...) and my father vowed that he would never let any cum go to waste, and he asked me to take the same vow as well (which I did).

I lowered myself down my father's body. When I reached his groin, I noticed that some cum was still on his cock, balls, pubes, and thighs. I grabbed a hold of my father's flaccid cock and slid the entire thing into my mouth. I pulled off it slowly, which allowed any cum that was on his penis to be sucked into my mouth...I loved doing this. His cum was so fucking delicious. Once the head of his penis was completely out of my mouth, I held his cock up against his stomach and licked it from the base to the top, making sure all of it was off (it was...but it's not like I didn't enjoy doing it...). I noticed that he had a small amount on his balls so I quickly went down and lapped it up off his balls.

My father had a lot of pubes (I wouldn't let him shave or trim them...) so naturally some got caught in there. After he asked me a few times if I would let him at least trim them, I threatened him that if he did I wouldn't let him eat my ass anymore...he hasn't asked me since then.

Most of the cum wasn't too far from the top of the pubes so I didn't have to work much. I grabbed the base of his pubes and lowered my mouth down on them and sucked the cum right off them as I slowly slid the pubes out of my mouth (much like I did with his penis).

There was a small amount on his thigh so I licked it off with one swipe of my tongue. I pulled away and closely examined his body, checking to make sure I got all of his cum (I hope I didn't...). After about thirty seconds of searching, I gave up and flopped down on my back.

"My turn" my father said with a grin and took the same position. My father had mimicked every move I had made earlier. He had an easier job about getting the cum out of my pubes since I kept my pubes trimmed. When he had finished my thighs, I knew that he had gotten all the cum off, but to my surprise, he lowered his head down to my balls and started lapping at them with his tongue.

"You already ate all of my cum, Dad."

"I know" he said with a grin, and lowered his head back to lick my balls some more. I didn't say anything as my father continued working on my balls since I understood it myself. It's fun playing with someone's groin even if they are spent and there isn't any cum left.

My father had raised himself slightly up my body and now he was working his tongue on my cock, giving it a tongue bath. He took his time, clearly enjoying the taste and texture of my cock. He slid my dick inside his mouth and began suckling on it when something occurred to me. "Hey, wait a minute! We are forgetting something!"

A puzzled look came across my father's face. "Hwat awr takgn abut?"

I laughed. "I can't hear you with my dick in your mouth."

To my delight, my father looked disappointed as he slowly slid my phallus out of his mouth, gave the head of my penis one more quick lick, and repeated what he said. "What are you talking about?"

"Our clothes still has cum in them. Mom wouldn't want us to let it just go to waste in there."

"You are absolutely right! I can't believe I forgot about those" my father said with delight, then he jumped out of bed and bent down to grab first my clothes, then his clothes off the ground. 

While he was doing this, I got a very nice view of his ass. I admired that hot ass of his. It wasn't as hot as Trey's (that's fucking impossible), but it was still one of the hottest asses I have ever seen. I'm going to fuck him next time we have sex, I decided. My father and I have sex all the time, but he usually always sucks or jacks me off so I never get the opportunity to fuck him. I knew that he was pretty inexperienced at being a bottom in anal sex (I am the only person who has ever fucked him) so I knew he was still a little hesitant when it comes to having a dick go up his ass but it's not like I haven't fucked him before. Once it's inside, he calms down a little bit and starts enjoying the sensation of being fucked.

My father came back to the bed with the clothes. Without saying anything, he handed me his pants and boxer briefs and held onto my pants and boxers for himself. I was tempted to just dig in but I wanted to watch my father first.

I think my father was wondering why I haven't dug in yet because I saw him give a light shrug before he buried his face into my boxers. He turned my boxers inside out and began licking my cum out of them. I took this as my cue so I decided it was okay for me to start.

I buried my face inside my father's boxer briefs but instead of just starting out with licking the cum, I just took a deep breath. My father's scent filled my nose. I could smell his aromatic cum (God, it smelt good) but beneath that I could smell his own scent. It was the scent of the material being pressed against his cock and balls all day. The scent had been absorbed into the material and I loved that smell.




The Best Present Dad Can Give Ch. 08



I regretfully raised my head from his underwear and looked over at him. He seemed oblivious to the outside world as he was now sucking the boxers itself, trying to get any cum that had absorbed from the material. I just watched him for a bit longer before I turned back to my snack. 

I buried my face into his underwear again, only this time I stuck my tongue out and lapped up the cum inside of it. It was no longer warm (alas) but it still tasted pretty good. I am glad that I remembered it in time before it dried onto the material...not that that would have prevented us from licking them clean anyway.

As I continued my adventure of getting every last bit of cum, I noticed that my father had tossed aside my boxers (he must have sucked a hole through that thing trying to make sure he got everything) and was now sucking on my jeans. I knew that some of my cum had leaked through my boxers and was covering the inside of my jeans so my dad was now eagerly trying to suck out any remaining cum out of my jeans.

I was so busy being intrigued by my father that he actually finished with my jeans and he now grabbed for his pair of jeans to suck the cum out of.

"Hey! That's mine!" I protested.

"You should have been paying more attention on what's in front of you instead of me then."

"Well I didn't know this was a contest."

Much to my dismay, my father had ignored my protest and was now licking out his own cum out of his jeans that he had dry-fucked me in. I buried my face back in his underwear. I will be damned if he tries taking this from me too.

I had licked all of the cum out of his boxer briefs and was now sucking on the material of his boxer briefs. I managed to taste a little of the cum that had already soaked through the material, but after a while, there wasn't anything left. I frowned, disappointed that it was over already.

My father was already done with his jeans and was now smiling at me. "That was delicious, though I prefer it from the source."

"Agreed."

He got out of the bed and held his hand out to me. "Let's go take a shower. After the shower, we can go and eat supper."

I took his hand, loving the feel of his large, calloused hand in my small, soft one. "You are an excellent lover but a terrible father."

He frowned, not realizing it was a joke. "Why do you say that?"

I grinned at him. "What kind of father let's his son eat dessert before supper?"

To be continued...



The Best Present Dad Can Give Ch. 09



This series contains male-on-male relationships, some of which are incestuous. If you think this will offend you, please do not read any of the stories in this series. If you are looking for stories that focus solely on sex, this series is not for you either since love plays a huge part in this series. Otherwise, please enjoy the series and leave a public comment, or send me a private one. I love hearing from my readers and any feedback is sincerely appreciated. Thank you! 

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My father and I had just finished supper and we are now in the living room making out. I had told him about Rachel's visit over supper and it seemed to...I don't know...make him hot maybe? I pulled away from him. "I think I'm going to go hang out with Cody."

My father laughed. "I'm not doing a good enough kissing job if you are thinking about him."

I smiled at him. "It's not that...but I was thinking about how often I am with you and how it impacts my friends' lives. Ever since I became intimate with you, I have been hanging out a lot less with them. I can't even think of the last time where just Cody and I did something together on our own. It would mean a lot to him if I just randomly decided to hang out with him...and I miss him too, to be perfectly honest."

My father smiled. "Go hang out with him. I'm going to call Jacob and see if he still wants to come over."

"What do you mean by still?"

His smile widened. "He wanted to come over after we were done drinking but I told him I wanted some alone time with you tonight. I had my alone time with you and now we should each go do our separate things to make everyone else happy. It's a win for everyone."

I smiled. "Okay. I'll see you when I see you, I guess. I don't know how late I'll be out."

He laughed. "You are eighteen years old. You don't need to inform me anymore of when you will be back...or where you are, for that matter. If you decide to come home, then come home. If you decide to stay over, then stay over. If I don't see you tonight, I will talk to you tomorrow."

I gave him a soft kiss on the lips. "Have fun with Jacob."

He smiled. "I will."

I went and grabbed my coat off the hanger and went out to my car. I can't wait to see the look on Cody's face when I appeared on his doorstep.

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Ten minutes later I pulled into Cody's driveway. I didn't see his parents' vehicles anywhere so I assumed they were out of town on business.

I approached the door and rang the doorbell. After about five seconds, the door opened and Collin stood behind it. His eyes widened, clearly surprised to see me. "Nicolae, I'm surprised to see you here. What's up?"

"Is Cody here?" 

"Yes, he is in our room. Do you want me to get him?"

"No thanks. I will go to him...if you don't mind."

Collin smiled. "Of course not. You are always welcome here" he said as he stepped back from the entryway to let me in.

I walked through the doorway, through the living room, down the hallway to the end where the twins roomed. Normally I would have knocked, but it was Cody and I must admit I wanted to see his face when I walked in.

I opened the door and walked in. Cody was sitting on top of his desk reading a book, and naturally he looked up to see who entered. Just as I had expected, his whole face lit up as if he were a child that had his parents just tell him he was going to an amusement park. Cody grinned from ear to ear, tossed his book aside, and quickly leapt off his desk and ran into my arms. 

"Nicolae, it's really you! I'm so happy!"

I found myself grinning as well. Happiness spread through me like a plague...but that might not be the right word. Plagues are generally bad, right? This was a good plague. I pulled away from him slightly to look into his smiling face. He looked so happy. His happiness spread through my entire body and lifted my spirits up. "I wanted to be with you so I came. Do you want to play Scrabble?"

He laughed. "Of course you would choose a game you have never lost! Yes, I will play with you...but let's make a bet."

I raised my eyebrow at him. "A bet? Sure, why not? Name your bet."

"The winner gets to ask the loser to do something and the loser has to do it no matter what."

I laughed. "You would do whatever I told you to do anyways so what's the point?"

He laughed. "True, but it would be fun nonetheless. So it's a deal?"

I tilted my head up and rubbed my nose against his. "Deal. Go get it ready."

He smiled and went and got it ready. He set the board up on his floor since he knew I wouldn't mind. "Do you want to go first, or do you want to draw to see who goes first?"

I smiled. "You go first. We both know I'm going to kick your ass either way."

He laughed. "Okay. I'll go."

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The game lasted for about three hours. Cody happened to be an excellent player, but he wasn't a Scrabble champion like me.

"Honestly, who gets over five hundred? I barely got over three hundred and fifty this game!" Cody commented.

To be honest, I usually scored in the six hundreds, but I figured it would be rude to say that. "It was fun" I said instead. 

He smiled. "Yeah, it was, but where do you come up with these words? I mean seriously! Like the time when I played the word 'nation' and your next turn you added 'miscege' to it to make 'miscegenation.' Not only did you use all seven of your letters, but you got a triple word score on that one."

I smiled. "People often aren't patient enough when playing Scrabble. People will often just play the first word that will score twenty before even seeing the word that would get them a score of over thirty that round."

He rolled his eyes. "You didn't even play a turn below twenty until the very last rounds when there were no more letters left in the bag."

I laughed. "I guess I'm just that good...but you do remember our deal, don't you?"

His face changed. "Yes, I do. Anything you want, Nicolae."

"Go lay on the bed face-up."

He went and laid on his bed like I told him to. I went to the bed and positioned myself above him. His beautiful teal eyes held lots of emotion. "You said anything, right?" I asked.

He nodded, looking like he was out of breath.

"Then I am going to kiss you." I lowered my head and pressed my lips against his. I've kissed him only once before but that was brief and with a closed mouth. I pressed my tongue against his mouth and he opened his mouth, letting my tongue in.

I caressed my tongue against his tongue. Despite how open of a person he was, he seemed awfully shy at the moment. He never refused any of my caresses; however he didn't make any moves on my tongue. I pulled back, caught my breath, and looked at his beautiful face. "Do you not want to make out with me?"

"I do! I mean it. It's just that I've waited so long for this moment that I don't want to give you more than what you want from me."

I smiled and ran my fingers through his golden hair. "I want you to kiss me back. I've invaded your mouth so why don't you invade mine now."

To my surprise, he pulled my head down and forced his lips against mine. He poked his tongue at my mouth and I let him in. He stroked his tongue against mine and soon both of our tongues were doing a tango together. I pulled back slightly and started sucking on his lower lip.

He pulled back from my lips. "Nicolae, please."

"Please what?" I asked.

"Please fuck me."

"What?"

"I want your cock buried inside me. I've wanted you for so long, Nicolae. Please fuck me. I am yours and I want you take pleasure in the heated tightness of my ass."

"Not tonight, Cody."

"Please! I want your fucking cock so much, Nicolae, you don't understand! I've wanted it for so long."

"I said no. I will fuck you one of these nights, I promise, but after graduation."

He looked disappointed. "I want you so much. I would do anything for you." 

"Then prove it by patiently waiting another week or two. What I need from you right now is patience. Can you do that for me?"

He sighed. "Yes. If it is patience you ask for, then it is patience I will give you."

I leaned down and placed a kiss on his lips. "Thank you. Do you shave your pubic hair?"

To my delight, he looked startled. Cody prided himself in how well he knew me but for once I was actually able to throw him off guard. "Yes, I do."

"All the way or partially?"

"All the way."

"Don't shave completely from now on. I happen to have a small fetish for pubic hair so keep it trimmed down to about an inch. Make sure you keep a treasure trail too if you can grow one."

He laughed. "I will grow it out a little then. I'll talk Collin into doing it too. We like to look exactly the same so if I grow it out, he will want to do it too so that we continue to look truly identical."

I knelt down and kissed him on the lips again. Suddenly, I heard the door open and I lifted my head from Cody to look at Collin standing in the doorway.

Collin blushed. "I'm sorry for interrupting. I will leave now."

I smiled at him. "It's okay. I was just about to leave anyways."

"Are you going home?" Collin asked.

"No, he's going over to Trey's house" Cody answered.

I looked over at him. Cody undoubtedly knew me better than anyone but I didn't even mention anything close to indicating on where I was going. 

"Sorry" he said, looking sheepish.

I gave him a small kiss on the forehead. "Later."

As I walked out to my car, I looked at the time. It was a quarter after ten o'clock. Trey's parents should be going to bed by the time I got there (they usually go to bed at ten-thirty). Hopefully I don't wake anyone up when I get there. 

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I pulled my car up to Trey's house at ten-thirty as expected. The lights were on in the driveway (thankfully) so I went up to the door and unlocked it (I was given a key to their house shortly after my mother's death...). 

When I went inside, I turned around and locked the door back up again. When I turned back I found Trey's mother in the entryway looking at me. It looked like she had just finished her shower. She was wearing a robe, however the robe wasn't fully closed and her cleavage was fully exposed to me. The robe had covered up her nipples but the sides of her breasts were still showing. I noticed a water drop running down her cleavage...

Trey's mother cleared her throat and closed her robe. I felt my face turn beet red and I just realized that I had a raging hard on. Out of instinct, I shot my hands down to cover my groin, which naturally brought her eyes down to my groin. Damn it!

"It's nice to know that I still have that effect on a young man's body, however it would be quite inappropriate to act on any of these reactions for numerous reasons."

"I'm so sorry, Mrs. Turner, I...I..." I stammered.

"Don't think anything of it. Forget it happened. You are always welcome here but this is kind of an odd hour to come over and visit."

"I'm sorry. I wanted to see Trey..."

"Trey is already asleep. For some unknown reason he went to bed early tonight."

"Oh. Well I'll just be on my way then..." I said, and then I began to turn around. 

"Don't be an idiot" Trey's mother said.

"What do you mean? Trey hates it when someone wakes him up" I said, confused.

"Not if it's you. You have always been an exception, Nicolae. He would be extremely upset if he found out that you came over to see him but didn't bother waking him up to visit."

She did have a point. "Okay, I'll go wake him up then" I said, but as I went to pass her she reached out and grabbed my arm.

"I don't mean to be a meddling mother, but I know about you and Trey. I also know that you have another lover besides him and he is trying to cope with it the best he can. If you love someone else too, that's perfectly fine by me, but I will never forgive you if you break my boy's heart."

"Mrs. Turner, I..."

"Let me finish. I am no stranger to the fact that my son can be quite promiscuous. His father was the same way at his age. Up until about a month ago Trey would always sneak a girl over to fuck her."

My eyes widened.

"Yes, I know all about his sexual conquests. He is an attractive, sweet young man so seducing a girl is no problem for him. He has no idea that his father and I know all about the girls he sneaks into our house. We don't really care...although some nights it is hard to sleep with all the moaning coming from his room...but that's not the point! The point is that he loves you with all his heart and I know you have been very back and forth with him lately and it is confusing him and breaking his heart. I don't care how many lovers you have but don't you dare shut my boy out. I don't care if you are romantically involved with just him or with one hundred other people but you just better stay with him forever."

"I..."

She held her hand up to stop me from saying anything else. "I don't want to hear any excuses or anything like it. I remember the day he met you fifteen years ago as if it were yesterday. His father and I went to go pick him up from daycare that day fifteen years ago and we asked him how his day went and do you want to know what he said?"

"What did he say?"

"He said it was the best day of his life and when we had asked why, he said he fell in love. His father asked him what the name of the girl was and Trey told him that it wasn't a girl, it was a boy and his name was Nicolae. He also said he was going to marry Nicolae and live happily ever after with him."

To say that I was stunned would be an understatement. Could he really have had those feelings for me even when he was that young?

"I thought it was the cutest thing he has ever said" Trey's mother continued.

I didn't know what to say so I didn't say anything.

"When he said that fifteen years ago I just brushed it off my shoulders as some crush but his feelings for you have never diminished. He has loved you for fifteen years, Nicolae, and he will love you until the day he takes his last breath. The reason I am telling you all this is so you know exactly what kind of pain you will inflict upon him if you ever decide to leave him. The day you leave him will be the last day he ever experiences happiness. He would be pissed if he found out we had this conversation but every mother wants their son to be happy and I can't idly sit by and wait for the day all happiness is stripped from him without ever saying something."

I smiled. "I understand."

She leaned forward and kissed me on the forehead. "Until that day comes, I will love you as if you were my own child."

"Thanks" I said, then I made my way up the stairs to find Trey's bedroom.

I didn't knock since I wanted to gently wake him up so I just went in. When I went in I noticed a nightlight on in the corner. I couldn't help but smile at how cute it was that someone like Trey still used a nightlight. The light from the nightlight allowed me to be able to see his face clearly (though his face was tinted blue from the nightlight).

I went and sat beside him on the bed. Watching him sleep melted my heart and I knew that I have been trying to suppress my feelings for him for so long. 

I reached out and lightly brushed his hair. I noticed that the covers were pulled up past his nipples but enough was showing for me to know that he wasn't wearing a shirt underneath. I looked around the room on the floor and noticed there weren't any boxers lying in the pile of clothes he had stripped out of...which means he still had them on.

My hand was still on his face and I felt him stir. "Damn it! Who is in here? I am trying to sleep."

"I'm sorry. I wanted to see you. You can go back to sleep."

"Nicky?" He reached up and held his hand to his face and smiled. "I am glad you're here."

I leaned down and kissed him on the forehead. "I love you. I am going to go home now. I wanted to talk to you about something but it can wait until tomorrow. Goodnight."

I got up and went to the door and turned the handle to open it. When I got the door about an inch open, I caught a glimpse of hand slamming it close. I tried opening it again but the strong hand was pressing against both the door and door panel, which made the door stay closed despite my efforts. 

I turned around and sure enough Trey was there with an outstretched arm keeping me from escaping the room. I didn't even hear him leave his bed and how the heck could someone get out of bed and make it to the door that fast? "Don't go" he said.

"Trey, I..." I reached out and put a hand on his chest to push him away. He didn't budge at all. His chest felt warm under my touch and his pecs were so muscular...he smelt so good. 

Trey reached out with his other hand and laid it gently under my chin to lift it up. My eyes met with his and I felt my heart skip a beat. He leaned forward and gave me a light kiss on the forehead and when he leaned back again he just continued gazing at me. The look in his eyes made my heart beat so fast and his gorgeous face actually made it hard for me to breathe.

I looked away and found my breath. How the hell was he able to steal my breath and race my heart like that with just a gaze? Not even my father can do that. I needed to regain my composure.

The way he had positioned himself in front of me made it hard for me to view anything but him. I looked down...whoa! He was as hard as a rock! I better look away before I get entranced again. I looked up again but found myself staring at his erect nipples and resisted the urge to lean forward and lick them. I turned my gaze to my left and found his right arm stretched out still to prevent the door from being opened. His arm was muscular and I wanted to reach out and feel it. I can't look there either since even his arm aroused me. I looked up and found his hairy armpit. At last! Some place that won't be arousing! I focused in on his armpit so I can at last regain my composure. The scent coming from his armpit was musky, but somehow sweet at the same time, and I wanted to lean in and bury my nose in the hairs of it to catch the scent better and I would want to run my tongue along his pit...what the fuck?

"Get the hell away from me!" Trey was a boulder, but I summoned enough strength to actually push him a few steps away from me. Trey looked absolutely stunned by my outburst and confusion soon followed.

"Nicolae, I don't understand, what did I do?" My heart broke at the tone his voice made. He didn't understand what happened. I thought he was intentionally trying to arouse the fuck out of me with his sexiness but apparently he didn't put any effort into it. Could I seriously react that strongly to him without effort on his part?

"I'm sorry, Trey, but this isn't right. You make my breath escape and my heart race simply by being near me and I don't even react that strongly even with my father. It isn't supposed to be like that."

To my surprise, a look of fury came onto his face. "No! Fuck you, Nicolae! I have accepted the fact that you can't be with only me, and I have even accepted the fact that you love your father more than me, but I will be fuckin' damned if I let you say that loving me and how I make your body react and the way I make you feel in general is wrong! That is bullshit!"

I was stunned. I opened my mouth to say something but I got interrupted.

"No. I'm not done talking, Nicolae. As long as I am getting these things off my chest, I might as well say everything. Your father is not your soulmate! I am! Your father's soulmate died nine years ago in a car crash! His love for you is very real, I am sure, but it is not the same as it was with your mother. You are the son of his soulmate and that makes you the closest thing to a soulmate he has left but you are still not his soulmate, nonetheless...you belong with me...oh bloody hell, Nicolae, don't cry! Get pissed off at me or something, but please, don't cry! Anything but that."




The Best Present Dad Can Give Ch. 09



I reached up and found tears that I didn't know I had. When did I start crying? Why was I crying? I wiped my tears off but more tears replaced them in my eyes.

Out of instinct, I went to Trey and when I got close he pulled me into an embrace. He held me and I felt great comfort in his arms. Trey has always been able to bring me more comfort than anyone else in the world ever could. 

After about five minutes I pulled away from him, feeling a little embarrassed. "I always feel kind of gross after I have a good cry. Not only did I get tears all over my face, but all over your chest as well. I need to take a shower."

He kissed me on the forehead. "You can use our shower. I will let you go first."

"No."

"Nicolae, it's okay. I don't mind waiting."

I felt myself blush. "I meant, no, we should shower together."

He looked a little stunned but a smile came across his face and I could tell he was happy. I smiled too, though I felt my blush darken.

He took my hand and led me to the bathroom way down the hall. The bathroom was the first door on the left if you were coming up the stairs, and Trey's room was the last (fifth) door on the right, and since it was a longer hallway it took longer to get to the bathroom than I would normally expect. I wonder what he did if he woke up with a full bladder? It would be a bitch to find the energy to get out of bed and walk all the down here if you really had to go.

When we got in the bathroom, Trey went and turned the water on and adjusted the temperature to get the shower ready. He turned around and (with a smile) stripped out of his boxers in a speed as fast as lightning. This movement brought my attention to his groin, which was now fully open to my glance. His cock was so hard, and so beautiful, but most of all, so fucking thick! His humongous balls were hung low as always. I hope I'm not drooling...

Trey just looked at me, clearly expecting me to follow suit. I started with the easy, no big deal stuff (all under close observation). I first took my socks off, then my shirt. I had an erection so taking my pants off was going to be embarrassing. Thank God I wasn't the only one aroused though.

I finally unbuttoned my pants and lowered them. I could feel the weight of Trey's gaze on my cloth-covered phallus and it made me a little uncomfortable. I have never been completely naked around Trey in an aroused state before (though I guess there was a first time for everything). 

I decided to do what Trey did and lowered my boxers down as quickly as possible, as fast as if I were ripping off a bandage. 

Of course, Trey's gaze went to my penis, which was as hard as steel. I fought the urge to cover up but knew that Trey would get angry if I did so I let him look at me. He was completely naked so it was only fair, I guess.

I felt embarrassed and closed my eyes so I didn't have to deal with it quite as much. I felt hands caress my arms and I looked up and Trey was looking down at me. "You are magnificent" he said.

"No, I'm not. Besides, you are straight. I can't be...at least not to you."

He laughed. "You are so stupid, my heart."

"Hey!" I protested, slugging him on the arm.

"I meant that in a fond way. Nicky, I definitely prefer the typical woman over the typical man but you could offer me a choice between the world's most beautiful woman and you and I would choose you every single time."

I blushed. I didn't know what to say.

"Come inside." I followed him into the shower. It was the perfect temperature. We got wet and I watched as Trey's body got wet. He was so fucking hot!

He had eyes only for me. He seemed to be watching me just as intently as I was watching him. He grabbed the body wash. "Let me wash your back."

I turned my back to him and he soaped up a washcloth and started washing my back. He washed it very slowly, in a sensual way that wouldn't allow me to lose my erection. He lowered the washcloth to my ass and started cleaning my ass as well. He seemed to be groping my ass more than washing it though. "God, you have an amazing ass. I want to fuck you so badly."

I smiled. "You are far too thick for that...and that is quite the compliment since it is coming from someone who has the hottest ass in the world."

He laughed. "I am well aware of how you feel about my ass. You have always loved staring at my ass."

I laughed. "How could I not?" I turned around and looked at him. "Can I ask you something?"

"Sure."

"How long have you loved me?"

He was quiet for a moment. "There are very few memories I remember before the age of five, however, I do remember meeting you. I didn't fully know what love was at the age of three but I knew enough to know it was love. There was one thing in particular I did fully know though."

"And what would that be?"

"That you were meant for me...and that I was meant for you."

I smiled. It was such a sweet thing to say...but somehow familiar...suddenly it hit me! "Wait a minute! You're not Trey! You're Jewel!"

"Argh! You caught me!" he said as he reached up and pretended to pull off a mask.

I couldn't hold it in. I laughed so hard that I had tears in my eyes and I had trouble breathing. Trey was laughing along with me.

"But in all seriousness, that is what I knew with all my heart...and that was far before I ever heard that song!"

I laughed. "Yeah it better be before you heard that song! Stealing lines from songs is not cool unless you admit it beforehand."

"Well she stole those lines from me" and to my surprise, he reached out and grabbed my stiff phallus. I gasped at the contact as he tightly wrapped his hand around it and started stroking it slowly. I leaned in and laid my head on his shoulder as he continued stroking my cock.

"That feels so good, Trey."

"I've wanted to do this for a long time...but let's get out of the shower."

I didn't say anything as I stepped out of the shower. He stepped out of the shower shortly after and went and grabbed a towel from the cabinet.

I moved my hand out to grab the towel from his hand but to my surprise, he ignored it and started drying my hair for me. After my hair was dry he continued drying the rest of my body, finishing on my cock (which he spent more time than necessary drying). Once I was completely dry, instead of grabbing a new towel he just used the same towel and started drying himself off, which gave me plenty of time to just stand there and admire his body while he did so.

Trey simply tossed the towel to the floor when he was finished and (to my complete surprise) scooped me up into his arms (with incredible ease) and left the bathroom (despite the fact that both of us were as naked as the day we were born).

"Trey! This is crazy! We are both completely naked! What if your parents walk out of their room to go to the bathroom?" I whispered frantically.

"Then I guess they get a view of both of us naked" he said with a shrug. Soon after, we passed his parents' bedroom door and continued on towards his bedroom.

Once we finally entered his bedroom and he shut the door with his foot, I gave a sigh of relief.

"You are so cute, Nicky. That was not something to get worked up about."

"Shut up" I said and he continued carrying me over to his bed. Once we were at his bed he laid me down gently on top of the covers. "I could have walked, you know."

He grinned. "I know but this was much more fun!" he said as he plopped down next to me. I looked down and found that his dick was still pretty hard...fuck it! I got up and positioned myself in a comfortable spot, then lowered my head and took his cock into my mouth.

Trey sighed. "My, my...two Nicolae blowjobs in the same day...my lucky day!"

I said nothing. I continued sucking his cock, going up and down, up and down, withdraw, lick, suckle on the head, and back down...God, I love sucking his sweet cock! He tasted like sweet forbidden fruit. I hope he never grows out of his love for fruit. His over-the-top fruit consumption has made not only his jizz taste like fruit, but his cock, as well...even his fucking balls (well, technically sac) tasted like fruit...which I wanted a taste so I lowered myself down a little and started lapping my tongue at his tasty jewel holder. I wanted his ball in my mouth so I sucked one testicle into my mouth and started suckling.

"Oh God, Nicolae...you suck my balls so good..."

I took his ball out of my mouth. "Well" I corrected.

He laughed. "I'm sorry if my grammar is incorrect while I'm having my dick sucked."

"I suppose I can forgive you." I felt like doing something I knew he secretly loved so I nuzzled my face into his groin and dragged my cheek along his cock, which made him moan. "Admit it, Trey. You love it when your penis is dragged along my visage."

Trey laughed. "Such technical terms! Yes, I admit it though. It's fuckin' hot! It's as if I am marking you when I it happens and I just love knowing that I am with you like that."

I smiled seductively at him. "Then why should you stop at the face? Why not drag your cock and balls along my entire body, leaving not a single part of me left untouched by your groin?"

His eyes filled with a desire that was far beyond lust. "You would let me do that?"

"Yes. I find it hot how you always want to possess me in that way. What are you afraid of? You've got big balls; use them."

He grinned and moments later I felt him start rubbing his thick cock along the bottoms of my feet, slowly working its way up. Trey was pretty aroused when he had started from the blowjob so he had started to leak precum, but as he dragged his cock and balls up my body, touching every fucking small piece of the top layer of my skin, I noticed that his precum seem to replenish as soon as it was used up. The precum soaked through my skin, as if Trey was truly marking me. 

Trey was surprisingly quiet, though I would see him roll his eyes into the back of his head and he would occasionally groan from the pleasure of it. He truly intended to cover ever millimeter of my body with his cock, balls, and precum. The bottom of my feet, my toes, in between my toes, the top of my feet, my ankles, my calves, the back of my knees, the front of my knees, everywhere...and he was working his way up, intending on not missing a single spot as he slid his dick and jewels along my body with his precum soaking into my skin.

This continued on for about an hour. You would think I would get tired of this slow marking ritual of his but I found it extremely hot and never wanted it to end. When he had finished with the top of my head, he turned me around and made sure that no part of my backside was left untouched as well. He spent extra time sliding his cock along my crack when he got to it, which made me groan with him. As he was sliding his cock along the back of my neck (he was finishing up...) I was surprised to see that he still had all that precum left in him (though I guess I shouldn't be surprised considering how big his balls were; they could easily hold a gallon of cum in them they were just that huge).

He finally reached the back of my head and announced that he finished marking my entire body. I believed him. During this slow ritual I tried finding any possible spot he could have missed but his thoroughness was flawless. He truly covered every millimeter of my body.

He pulled away and sat down for a bit, exhausted from how long this activity took. I noticed that his precum (despite how much he already rubbed on me) was still present on his cock so I leaned down and licked it off his penis. He smiled.

His cock was still pretty hard despite how much activity it has had in the last hour. "What do you want to do next?" I asked.

"There is still one thing we need to do before what we have just done is complete."

"What is that?"

"I need to fuck you."

"Trey..." I started, ready to protest.

"Come on, Nicolae, I just covered every inch of you. What would the point of not fucking you be? We have gone this far and in order for me to fully have you like I desperately want I need to fuck you. If you do this for me, I will do whatever you want for the rest of the night in return."

There was a seriousness about how he made his argument this time as opposed to the other times he has tried to fuck me. This wasn't just about lust for him, and how great my tight ass would feel around his cock. I could see that he desperately wanted to be joined as one with me, as I have done with my father. I knew that it bothered him that I have let my father fuck me but still haven't let him fuck me. For Trey, this would mean that I finally completely accept him if I let him fuck me. I understand that now. "Do you have any lube?"

He grinned. "Of course I do!" He ran to his bureau and grabbed it out of the top drawer. "Will you really be willing to try this?"

"Yes, I will try...but you need to listen to me and make sure you go slowly so you don't kill me with that fucking thick cock of yours."

"I will, I promise."

I trusted him. I knew he would pull out if I needed him to. "We are going to try this doggy-style our first few times since this is one of the easier positions for beginners. I want you to apply lube to your finger then, lube up my asshole, then stick two fingers in me. Okay?" I asked as I got on my hands and knees in a suitable position for the bottom of the doggy-style.

He did as he was told and once he got his two fingers in me he started finger fucking me. He twisted his fingers around in my ass to try to loosen it up for his cock. Once I felt my ass was loosened up I told him to lube up his cock and position himself. He did.

"Okay, now enter me very slowly."

The head of his cock slowly pierced my entrance as he slowly inserted himself in. I felt pain already as his dick slowly stretched my ass out farther than it has ever been stretched before...damn, this hurts!

"Are you alright, my heart?"

"It hurts like a bitch, but stay at the pace you are going at unless I tell you otherwise."

"Okay...God you are so fucking tight, Nicolae." He got more and more of it in as I struggled not to let him hear how much pain I was in. If he knew how much it hurt I knew he would want to stop, but I also knew that he would be really sad if we never got to fuck so I decided that the pain was necessary for the long-term.

He finally got his shaft all the way inside me and I told him to just stay there for a minute and not move. I tried looking on the bright side that all our future fuckings were going to be less painful than this (hopefully almost no pain at all after we've been fucking for a while).

"Can I start fucking you?" he asked after two minutes went by. 

"Yes, slowly though."

He slowly pulled his penis out until only the cockhead was left inside, then he slowly pushed it back in until he was balls deep once again. After about a dozen of these it started to slide in much easier and with a little less pain so I told him he could do it a little harder and faster. So he started fucking me at a moderate pace, which still hurt but he was actually bumping against that pleasure point inside me so it started feeling good as well.

He started fucking me a little harder and faster without my permission but to my surprise the pain level stayed the same however the pleasure increased and I was now enjoying being fucked by Trey. "Yeah, fuck me Trey!"

"You have no idea how long I have wanted to hear you say that! You are so fucking tight, Nicolae! Your ass feels much better than any pussy I've ever fucked!" he shouted as he fucked me harder.

Oh my God, this feels incredible! Yes, the pain was still there but the pleasure was so intense that I didn't even notice it anymore and I found myself pushing my ass against his cock. "Fuck me harder, Trey, please!"

And he did. He is fucking me so hard now that I can feel and hear his balls slap against my ass which made me moan loud enough that it is probably waking up his parents, but strangely I didn't care. I began to even embrace the pain that came with this incredible pleasure.

"Oh God I'm in Heaven! Ahhhhhhhhhh!" he shouted loud enough that he would have definitely woken his parents up if I didn't wake them up already with my moaning. As he moaned he shot his seed deep into my ass and now he is pathetically fucking me with an already sated dick.

"You're done, Trey. You don't need to fuck me anymore."

"I know, I just don't want it to end."

"That hurt like a bitch but it was worth it. This won't be the last time."

I couldn't see his face behind me but I knew he was grinning. "So, tomorrow then?"

I laughed. "Yeah, probably."

He leaned down and kissed my shoulder. "I'm glad you finally agreed."

"I am too...but my clothes are in the bathroom and it is making me nervous."

"Let me go see if we still have your clothes in the bottom of my drawer" he said as he jumped out of bed and opened the drawer. He bent over and started sorted through the clothes in it and his ass was fully exposed now that he was bent over with his ass facing me. 

I grabbed my cock and started jerking it at the sight and noticed that I had leaked precum over my cock while I was getting fucked. I reached down and scooped the precum onto my finger and licked it off as I stared at Trey's gorgeous ass. Just then he shifted a little and the muscles in his ass briefly flexed then relaxed again and the sight made moan...shit! I am so embarrassed.

Trey turned around and grinned, knowing why I moaned. "I love how much you love my ass."

"How much will you let me love it?"

He shut the drawer, walked over to the edge of the bed and turned around, leaving his ass about a foot away from me. "Go ahead and grope it as much as you want."

He didn't need to tell me twice. I reached out and started groping the fuck out of those beautiful buttcheeks that even a god would be jealous of. I separated his asscheeks and found his asshole staring at me. I suddenly remembered how much my father loved eating my ass and I suddenly wondered if I should eat Trey's ass. He did promise me I could do whatever I wanted with him tonight if I let him fuck me so it would be within our arrangement. If I was going to experiment a rimjob on any ass it would definitely be Trey's...God, his ass was just as hairless as mine! I was expecting a little along the crack but there was nothing!

Making up my mind, I leaned forward and licked his hole. Trey jumped. "What the fuck, Nicolae?"

"You said I could do anything I want so this is what I am going to do so behave" I said, then started continuously licking his hole. I was surprised by how pleasant eating an ass was. I had expected it to be gross but it was actually kind of exhilarating. 

Trey's ass tasted musky and just a tad sweaty (no doubt from the sex) but it was still pretty decent. To my surprise, Trey started moaning. "That feels good, Nicolae, please don't stop."

I honored his request and plunged my tongue in his hole and started a scoop motion with my tongue. Trey's asshole reacted to my tongue's invasion and started squeezing around it, which I found delightful so I continued the scooping motion with my tongue while it squeezed my tongue all while I enjoyed listened to Trey's moans.

I pulled back. "No, Nicolae, please don't stop." 

"I'm going to fuck you."

He jumped away from me. "What? No!"

"So it's okay if you fuck me, but I can't fuck you?"

"No, it's not that, it's just that I haven't even sucked your cock yet so it doesn't seem right for you to fuck me if I've never even given you a blowjob."

I could see his point. Why do a homerun if you haven't hit third base? "Okay, suck away" I said, laying on my back.

He grinned. "Before tonight you wouldn't even let me touch your cock and now you are telling me to suck it...I like this change." He wrapped his hand around the base of my shaft and took my cock into his mouth.




The Best Present Dad Can Give Ch. 09



He began using the moves I use on his cock (though without as much...skill). I knew that this was the first blowjob that he has ever given so considering that he was doing pretty well. He pulled off my shaft, licked all the way from the bottom and all the way to the top, then took me back into his mouth. He continued these moves, not really trying anything else but he was new so I guess he might as well perfect this before he moves onto something else...it was starting to feel pretty damn good actually...

"Oh yeah, Trey, just like that. Suck my cock. If you keep this up any longer, I am going to cum."

I felt the pressure build up. "I'm going to cum, Trey, so you need to decide if you want to try and swallow."

He pulled off my cock and started beating it furiously. Pleasure coursed through my body and my curls toed and my eyes rolled back as I gave a loud moan.

My cum erupted out of my penis like a volcano and Trey continued pumping and pumping, letting the volcano continue to erupt. After several more pumps the pleasure started to die down and the orgasm ended. He pulled his hand off my penis and looked at my ejaculate on his hand. He suddenly grinned. "You told me a while ago that you eat your own cum. I want to see it" he said as he brought his hand to my mouth.

I grabbed his hand and sucked my cum off his hand, then licked up whatever was left that couldn't be sucked. Trey looked purely delighted, loving the show.

Once I was finished he lowered himself back down my body and licked up the cum that was left on my cock and belly. 

"How do you like it?"

"Not bad" he said, giving my cock one last pump, then licked the slit when a drop of semen came out. "Not bad at all."

He came and laid down next to me. "I am getting pretty tired though, my heart."

"Me too."

"Do you promise to be here when I wake up?"

"I promise."

He sighed with relief. "Nicolae?"

"Yes, Trey?" 

"Tonight was the best night of my life."

I smiled and gave him a kiss on the lips. "It was the best night of my life too."

To be continued...



The Best Present Dad Can Give Ch. 10



This series contains male-on-male relationships, some of which are incestuous. If you think this will offend you, please do not read any of the chapters in this series. If you are looking for stories that focus solely on sex, this series is not for you either since love plays a huge part in this series. Otherwise, please enjoy the series and leave a public comment, or send me a private one. I love hearing from my readers and any feedback is sincerely appreciated.

This chapter is for my friend Spencer, who will also be graduating this week. Best wishes to you in the future. 

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"I don't know if I can do this, Trey," I said to my best friend.

"You can...and you will. We'll make it through this together."

"But...I'm not ready to graduate! Can't we go shred up our diplomas and take another year?"

He laughed. "No, we can't. I know it is hard but we have to move on. We've already been accepted into college. You'll still have the twins and me since we are going to the same university so it is not like everything is going to change. Fear of change is normal but you need to realize that it is inevitable." I noticed that he didn't mention Rhett. The twins and Trey don't like him for some reason but I really like the guy. I was absolutely thrilled to hear that he got accepted into the same college as me. We didn't even know that until last week when we asked each other.

"We are moving to a college that is over two hours away from here! My father will be all alone and..." A sudden embrace from behind interrupted me. I didn't need to glance back to see who the perpetrator was.

"Don't be down in the dumps, Nicolae," Cody said from behind me. "Graduation is a time for celebration, not misery. You need to cherish it. When you look back ten years from now do you want to remember your graduation day as a day where you sulked throughout the ceremony, or would you rather remember it as a fun time with your classmates before going out into the real world?"

I smiled. "You're right. Let's go get ready!" I ejaculated.

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I woke up at seven o'clock the next morning. Graduation was kind of fun, to be honest. I had decided to put my worries aside for the night and worry about them the next day...which was now. I looked over at my sleeping father. How the hell am I going to survive being over two hours away from him everyday? I glanced down his sexy body that I made love to last night after graduation. Sex with him is always amazing, but that is not the thing I am going to miss the most about him. What am I going to do without him? I have this summer with him but when college starts I am going to have to leave. I'm more worried about him than me though. Since my mother died nine years ago, it has only been him and me living together. He refuses to be in any other relationship so he will be living in an empty house when I leave. He will be all alone when I leave and that breaks my heart.

I leaned down to kiss him on the forehead then I got up to go take a shower. It felt good to take a nice, hot shower to relieve the tension that had building up.

I got out of the shower and put on a t-shirt and gym shorts and went outside to my car to drive to school.

When I got to school, I noticed that the corridors were completely empty (school is over with so it was expected). I noticed Trey standing by my locker where we had agreed to rendezvous.

"Good morning," I said with a smile.

"Would you kindly remind me again on the reason why I'm here at eight o'clock in the morning when school is over with?"

I went up and hugged him. "Because you love me dearly and I asked you to?"

He closed his arms around me. "If anyone else had asked me to do this I would have told them to piss off."

I laughed. "I guess it is good to know that I'm not anyone else."

"So what exactly are we doing here?"

"I need closure so I thought we would go through the building one more time. Thank you for coming, it really helps and it means a lot to me," I said smiling up at him.

He kissed me on the forehead. "I would do anything for you, my heart. Where would you like to start?"

"How about at the beginning?"

"And where would that be?"

I laughed. "I don't know. That's where people usually start."

Trey rolled his eyes and chuckled. "How about the hallways?" he suggested. 

"Sounds like a plan to me."

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When I was finally satisfied with the school building, I asked Trey if he would mind going outside to the football stadium one last time. He didn't mind, so we walked out to the football stadium.

When we made it out to the football stadium I remembered all the good times the twins, Trey, Rachel, and me had out here. "Hey! We should go under the bleachers like we always used to!" I suggested enthusiastically.

A dark expression crossed Trey's face. "No," he said quietly.

"Oh come on, we used to go under there all the time, remember? Cody, Collin, Rachel, you, and me were under there hanging out all the time during games."

"I already said I wouldn't and I'm sticking with my answer."

"Please?"

"I already fuckin' told you I wouldn't so stop asking!" he yelled.

It was as if he suddenly pulled out a gun and shot me in the kneecap. That was how startled and hurt I was. Trey very rarely ever yelled at me, especially over something so small...unless it wasn't small to him. "Trey, I am sorry for my diligence. Will you please just tell me why you are so adamant on not going under there?"

He sighed. "Nicolae, please don't make me explain."

"Trey, I tell you everything. I even told you about my incestuous relationship with my father."

"Yeah, after I already knew about it and forced you to tell me."

He had a point. "Yeah, and you absolutely hated it that I didn't tell you so you can imagine what it's like for me to know there is something going on but you don't even trust me enough to tell me. We've grown even closer since that night I told you about my father and I thought we could share everything with each other."

Trey ran a hand through his hair, though I couldn't tell if it was from agitation or nervousness. Probably both.

"Please tell me, Trey."

"Fine, you want to know? It's because it was under those bleachers that I had the most miserable nights of my life. There, are you happy?"

I was confused. "Why were they the most miserable nights for you?"

"Because I had to see you with her! Do you have any idea how painful it is to be completely in love with someone who didn't even know it, and have to watch that person be with someone else? I sat under those bleachers with a heart that might as well have been ripped out and smashed into a pancake with a maul. You and Rachel would make out, cuddle, grope, giggle, and do other stuff while I just sat there having to endure witnessing it."

I had a flashback to a night when I was under the bleachers with them. Rachel and I were doing some heavy flirting and Cody would be sitting on my left chatting up a storm. I could tell she was annoyed with him but that didn't stop her from kissing my neck while Cody rambled and I tried to listen. I would look over at Trey and say something to him (I couldn't remember what I said). Trey didn't hear me the first time and the second time he gave me a simple answer. He seemed to be very distant and Collin would be sitting close to him on Trey's left.

There was an awkward silence. "Collin would sit next to me and hold my hand because he knew what I was going through," he added.

"You told him?"

"No. You know how it is with the twins. Half the time they know stuff about us that we don't even know about ourselves. Cody knows you better than anyone else...even more than I know you. It is the same way with Collin and me only Collin actually makes an attempt to hide the fact...unlike Cody who sometimes makes observations out loud."

I smiled. It was creepy how often Cody would know what I was thinking about, or how I would react to a situation even before I knew how I would react to it. He undoubtedly knew me better than anyone. It only makes sense that Collin knows Trey that well as well. 

"So there you have it. That is why we are not going under the bleachers. Let's go."

"Wait!"

"Please tell me you aren't going to ask me again and make me relive that."

"Not relive those moments, recreate those moments."

He rolled his eyes. "I am not in the mood to argue semantics with you."

"No!" I hesitated. How do I explain it? "I mean, let's go under there and amend the memories we have under there to the way it should have always been."

"What do you mean?"

"I love you more than I have ever loved Rachel. It should have been you that I was making out with under there, not her. I am saying that before we go to college we should change our memories of under the bleachers so that we remember you and me under the bleachers, not Rachel and me."

"It's a sweet gesture, but I don't know..."

"Oh come on, please? You have always said that you would do anything for me so why won't you do this for me?"

I didn't wait for a response. I grabbed his hand and took him under the bleachers. I sat down on the grass and pulled him down onto the ground with me. 

"Nicky, I don't know if...oomph!" he cried as I tackled him to the ground and laid my lips on his. Hearing him call me by the nickname he gave me in childhood that only he is allowed to use made me certain that I could win if I stopped him from making any excuses.

I slid my tongue inside his mouth and he welcomed it. Our tongues slid against each other as we explored the familiar comfort of each other's mouth. I sucked on his lower lip, and he ran his tongue along the sensitive roof of my mouth. 

Trey suddenly rolled over and forced himself on top of me, which made me gasp. He lowered his head back down and kissed me some more. The way we kissed was...really nice. It was the kind of kiss that you just wouldn't find in a one-night stand. It was the kiss of two people in love. Lust wasn't the focus of our kiss. We were expressing our love and affection for each other and I was in a state of bliss.

He pulled back. "No. Don't stop kissing me! I want more. I need more," I pleaded.

He smiled down at me and started kissing my face starting on the edge of my mouth and worked his way down across my cheek, then along my jaw, down my chin, and he stopped when he reached my neck.

He ran his tongue along my neck and then he started sucking on it. Oh great, he was giving me a hickey. To my surprise though, instead of pushing him away, I ended holding his head in place while he sucked on it. He continued sucking around the area he had already sucked on. After a few minutes he pulled back from me and looked at his work, and then he grinned. "You are going to be so pissed when you see how big and dark it is."

"Well isn't that wonderful. Until then, why don't you fuck me? There isn't anyone around so it should be safe to get away with it."

"We don't have any lube though. I don't want to hurt you."

Trey was sitting up on his knees so I stood up completely in front of him and pulled my gym shorts and boxers down. "Then I guess we have to make some natural lube then."

He grinned, catching on quickly when he saw my semi-erect penis. He leaned forward and took my cock into his mouth.

I groaned at the feeling of the warm wetness engulfing my cock. He pulled off a bit and started suckling on my sensitive cockhead. "Fuck, where did you learn this from?"

He pulled off and laughed. "I learned it from you, dumb ass!"

"Hey! I..." I protested, but he put his mouth back on my cock and started sliding it up and down, which made me forget what I was going to say. While he was sucking my cock he slid his hands up my legs to cup my ass in his hands.

I felt the sensation tingling in my balls and normally I would have waited but I just wanted my semen to come so he could fuck me so I decided to not hold back. "I'm going to cum soon, Trey. I could easily hold it in longer but I want to cum so you can fuck me so get ready."

He pulled off and started giving me a handjob. "I don't care if it takes longer. I like sucking your cock." 

I smiled at him. "I like it when you suck my cock too, but I want you to fuck me now so we will have to wait until later. Here it comes!"

With that announcement, I blew my load all over his hand and he tried to keep as much of it as he could. A couple of drops landed on the ground but that's okay since he caught most of it. I guess the grass is going to become a little more greener with those drops of my seed soaking into the ground.

"Okay, I've got most of it but you have to pull my shorts and boxers down for me since my hands are full."

I leaned forward and pulled them down and got a nice glance of his cock. I wish I could suck on his fruity (yes fruity, he eats a ton of fruit every day and it makes his dick fruity) cock. Trey ran my semen along his cock to get it ready for my ass.

"Turn around, get on your hands and knees, and bend over," he said.

I did as I was told and I felt Trey rub the remainder of my cum along my asshole. I looked back and saw him get down on one knee (the other knee was still raised) and he positioned himself behind me. "Okay, now try and relax," he said.

I relaxed my muscles and I felt his thick cock slide inside me. The guy had an incredible girth and it still hurt a little (even though this would be the sixth time he has fucked me now). "Are you alright?" he asked.

"Yeah, it is a little sore but I will be fine."

He started thrusting his cock slowly inside and out. The pain started to subside as I felt him brush that special spot inside me. Fuck, this feels so wonderful. I tried to suppress my moan but I failed.

"That's right, my heart. Don't hold back your groans. Accept the pleasure we are having."

He picked up his pace, fucking me harder and faster. I could now hear and feel his balls slapping into my ass as the pleasure gradually increased. I decided to throw my modesty out the door. "Fuck, that feels so good! Awww, gosh, Trey! Fuck me harder!"

"Your wish is my command, Nicky!"

And he did fuck me harder. I didn't know it was possible but he did. My prostate was going on overload and the pleasure was incredibly intense.

I moaned loudly, and Trey groaned from behind me. "I'm going to cum!" he announced from behind me, and he did. I felt him spill his seed into me. It was incredible feeling load after load of cum flood inside.

Trey pulled out and put his clothes back on, leaving me on my knees out of breath.

He grinned at me. "That was incredible. I just remembered that the sprinklers turn on at noon everyday and they soak the bleachers too. It is one minute from noon so you better get dressed before we get soaked."

Shit! I pulled on my boxers and shorts and we ran outside. The sprinklers turned on and we got soaked when we got out from under the bleachers. Trey and I were laughing as we ran back to our cars, completely drenched.

********

My father got all big-eyed as I walked into my house completely soaked from the sprinklers. I stripped out of my clothes as I walked down the hallway into the bathroom.

After a nice, hot shower I changed into dry clothes and met him outside in the living room. I found my father in the living room so I sat next to him on the couch.

"Are you ready for your graduation present?"

I grinned as I reached over to stroke his cock through his pants. My father caught my hand before I could reach it and brought it away from his groin. I pouted at him, which made him laugh.

"Get ready for a road trip. Your present isn't here," he said. "Nice hickey, by the way."

I reached up and covered the hickey Trey gave me. "I forgot that he gave me one. I don't even know what it looks like yet."

He laughed. "You are going to be so pissed!"

"Why?"

"Never mind. You can check it later. We are leaving now."

********

"Okay seriously, where are we going? We have been on the road for over two hours now." 

"I already told you I wasn't going to give you any hints so stop asking, Nick."

I sighed. I hate trips that take over an hour. I was really curious as to where we were going but now I just want to get out and walk. 

"Here we are!"

I looked outside the window. It was the campus of the university I was going to attend. We drove past all the buildings where the lecture halls were and we were now in what the university called "Greek Row."

To my surprise, we pulled into the driveway of the largest house on Greek Row. "We are here."

"Uh, Dad? Why did you bring me to a fraternity house?"

"This isn't just any house, Nick. This house is my graduation gift to you. This house now belongs to you."

"You bought me a frat house?"

He laughed. "I sure did. I noticed this house was up for sale because the rent was too high so I made a deal with the landowner that he couldn't refuse. I put the house in your name. I will, of course, pay for all your bills like electricity, phone, et cetera, so you don't have to worry about getting a job or anything while you are in school."

"This house is huge! Too huge for me."

"I talked to the fraternity board, I can't remember what they are called, but anyways I gave them a nice donation and asked them if you would be able to start a new chapter here and they said that if you followed the rules of Greek Life you will be welcome to start your own chapter."

"So you are saying that if I follow some policies and procedures I can start my own fraternity?"

"Exactly! I will be able to cover any expenses your fraternity needs and you can get Trey, Cody, Collin, Rhett, and you to be the first members of the fraternity. They informed me that you wouldn't be able to rush for recruits your first term here though because of some bylaw or something but five people should be enough for your first term at least."

"Dad...this is too much..."

"You don't like it?"

"No, I love it! I am saying this must cost you a fortune."

He laughed. "I think you are vastly underestimating my bank account. I still have seven zeros following the two and that is not including the decimal point."

I can't believe that he is that fucking rich! I knew that he was a millionaire but I had no idea he had that much money.

He laughed. "Don't look so shocked. I have been very lucky with my business. We should take a tour of the house."

I couldn't believe what was happening. Not only did he buy me a fraternity house, but he bought me the largest one.

As I followed him inside I couldn't believe how large it was. The house was already completely furnished with the latest fashions...did I mention how huge it was?

"The house originally had twelve bedrooms but I removed two bedrooms to make the master bedroom larger...so now there are ten bedrooms. There is one community bathroom on the second floor that includes a total of five showers. There are, of course, five private bathrooms. Two are located on the first floor and three are located on the second floor. There are two living rooms, one den, one ballroom..."

"Did you just say ballroom?" I interrupted. Everything else he was saying was shocking enough but the ballroom really took the cake.

"Yes, ballroom. It is the largest room in the house and I would recommend using it if your fraternity hosts a dance or something. Speaking of hosting, I took the liberty of hiring a cook and two maids for you so you don't really have to worry about the clean up or cooking if you host a large party."

"Now let me think...where did I leave off?" he continued. "I told you there were ten bedrooms, one community bathroom, five private bathrooms, two living rooms, one den, one ballroom...oh yes, there are two kitchens, one on each floor, and two dining rooms, one on each floor as well. There is a laundry room on the first floor where your maids will wash your clothes...I know I am forgetting something...well, you'll see when we go on the tour."




The Best Present Dad Can Give Ch. 10



The tour took two hours and I was exhausted. The house was huge and more than I could have possibly imagined. It was more like a mansion than a fraternity house.

"I saved the best for last. Here is the master bedroom," he said while opening the door.

The room was huge! He wasn't lying about taking apart two rooms to make a larger room. This room was three times the size of the master bedroom at our house! I looked over at the bed and my jaw dropped. "How fucking big is that bed?" I asked.

"I had a bed and mattress custom made to be the size of two king-sized beds. That is not the best part though! Look above the bed!"

I looked at the ceiling above the bed and gasped. He had a large mirror placed on the ceiling so that it was reflecting the bed. "Your mother and I used to have a mirror on our ceiling. It made sex even more exciting!"

My brain was too exhausted to say anything. "I need a nap." I walked over to the humongous bed and pulled back the covers and climbed in. I scooted over to make room for my father and he slid in next to me. 

"So do you like your graduation present?"

I smiled. "I fuckin' love it. Even if it is too much."

He kissed my forehead. "The present is still small when compared to my love for you."

I drifted asleep, feeling happy, comfortable, but most of all, loved.

To be continued...



The Best Present Dad Can Give Ch. 11



This series contains male-on-male relationships, some of which are incestuous. If you think this will offend you, please do not read any of the chapters in this series. If you are looking for stories that focus solely on sex, this series is not for you either since love plays a huge part in this series. Otherwise, please enjoy the series and leave a public comment, or send me a private one. I love hearing from my readers and any feedback is sincerely appreciated.

This chapter is for my friend Spencer. You inspire me to become a better author and you make me want to continue working on this series even after such a long period of doubt. Thank you for everything you have done. 

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The hot water feels wonderful on my skin. This summer I found myself showering as much as three times a day. This was my second shower of the day, and it was only two in the afternoon.

This morning I woke up naked with my father, like I did on any other normal day. It had been rather early this morning though. It was just after seven when I began my wonderful, daily hobby: sucking his cock. I've sucked his cock countless times and it never got old...I fuckin' loving sucking my father's dick. 

My father is by no means a selfish man. As soon as he had finished cumming in my mouth he had gotten up and flipped me over and reciprocated. I think my father likes sucking cock almost as much as I do. I've noticed that he has progressively gotten better at sucking my cock over the summer. He had me screaming loudly this morning when I orgasmed (it didn't matter since we lived alone since my mother died when I was nine and I have no siblings to hear my screams...). He actually had to hold my hips down because my whole body had been spasming and it made it hard for him to swallow my load because of how violently my hips were shaking.

When my father had left this morning for work, I had decided to go over to Trey's house...which led to lots of mind-blowing sex...which is why I am in the shower now. I had to leave Trey's at one o' clock because today is the day we finally move into college...I was stalling until this evening. Trey should be leaving his house right about now, actually.

I finished my shower, feeling delightfully clean. I dried my hair first, then my body. Once my body was dry enough, I wrapped the towel I had been using around my waist and walked to the master bedroom to change clothes.

To my surprise, I found my father sitting on the edge of the bed. I grinned, thinking he would want to have sex before I go but something in his eye told me that that wasn't the case. He patted a spot next to him, indicating that he wanted me to sit next to him. I sat down next to him. "What's up?"

"I wanted to speak with you before you leave. After all, you are leaving within the hour."

I shook my head. "I won't be leaving for another few hours."

It was his turn to shake his head. "No, you have a fraternity meeting tonight and as President you have the responsibility to be there on time."

"I don't want to leave though."

"Why?" he asked.

"Because I don't want to leave you" I said, reaching for his hand.

He pulled his hand. He might as well have just stuck a knife on my heart. "We need to talk."

Oh great. That line never leads to a pleasant conversation. "Talk then" I said, starting to lose my patience with him.

"I love you with all of my heart, you know that. You aren't my soulmate though, your mother was. You treat me as if I was the one you are destined to be with for the rest of your life and that is just not the case. If you can't recognize that, I will need to end our sexual relationship with each other."

Okay, I wasn't expecting that. "I know that Mother was your soulmate but now..."

"No buts about it. She is my soulmate. We may not be in the same world anymore but that does not change the fact that we still are. Not even death ends the soulmate bond."

I frowned at him and said nothing.

"There is someone out there for you, Nick, and he or she is your soulmate. Whether you and your soulmate choose to become monogamous with each other or not is up to you guys, but every person in this world was born to be with their other half."

"How will I know when I meet him or her then?"

"There is no way to answer that question since it varies from couple to couple. When I met your mother, I knew instantly that I wanted to be with her for the rest of my life. She had a light about her that made everyone else in the world seem dark. I felt drawn to her, and I knew she was 'the one'...it was different for your mother, however. It took much longer for her to realize that I was 'the one' but she came to realize it over time. She said that one of the reasons she knew that I was her soulmate was because when I embraced her she felt so much comfort and peace, as if she felt at home when she was in my arms. She'd also say that the way I watched her was so tender that nobody besides her soulmate could possibly hold that much love in their eyes for her."

I remembered when I was a child how my father would simply watch my mother doing something as simple as cooking a meal or folding clothes. I recognized even at such a young age that the way he looked at her held so much love...it actually seems very familiar to me for some reason...oh...my...God...Trey! He has the exact same relationship with me! Everything is the same! My father was like Trey and I was like my mother...does that mean Trey is my soulmate?

My father smiled. "So you finally came to realize it, huh? You are one of the brightest people I know but you have a tendency to be one of the last people to figure this sort of stuff out."

I blushed, feeling embarrassed. "I guess I don't know myself as well as I thought I did."

He laughed, "I love you, no matter what happens in the future. Always remember that. Now go finish packing."

"I planned on having lots of sex with you before I leave so everything is already packed."

He kissed me. "You should leave now."

"Give me a goodbye kiss."

He smiled and leaned in. "Of course."

********

Well nothing like a nice, long drive to contemplate about life. I had a lot to think about, but what I thought about most was not being with my father anymore...on a consistent basis anyways. I will go home over breaks and on some weekends to spend time with him.

When I pulled into the fraternity house's driveway I couldn't help but shake my head. How could my dad buy such a damn big house for only five people? Not to mention three full-time servants! He spoils me a little too much.

When I got out of my car I noticed that the twins and Trey popped out of the door. "We're going to help you unload!" Cody exclaimed with a grin. 

I shook my head and smiled. "You guys don't need to do that. I already brought most of my stuff here earlier. This is all light stuff."

Cody completely surprised me by throwing himself at me and planting a kiss on my lips. I was too stunned to react. "We don't need to, but we want to."

"Well in that case, thank you," I said with a smile, then we all carried things in.

"When are we starting the meeting?" Trey asked.

"How about now? Is Rhett here?" I asked

"I'm right here," Rhett said, revealing himself.

"Good. Everyone get in the den."

"Is that where we will be having our meetings?" Rhett asked.

"For now, yes. Now get moving," I said, shooing everyone into the den.

Once everyone sat down, I took a stance up in front. "Well, as you can imagine, I don't know really know how to do this sort of thing so we will keep meetings brief until I become more comfortable with them. So let's just do a recap for now."

"Okay, as mentioned earlier this summer, I will be President of this fraternity," I continued. "Trey will be Vice President, as well as our accountant. Cody will be our liaison with the rest of Greek community, which includes doing things like going to Greek meetings, as well as being our Public Relations representative. Collin will be the head of our disciplinary committee, which includes making sure all Greek and chapter rules and procedures are being followed. Rhett will be our secretary, which includes things like recording minutes and things like that...are you writing all this down, Rhett?"

"Of course" Rhett said.

"Good, then without further adieu, I will give Cody the floor," I said, taking a seat.

"Thanks Nicolae!" he said, beaming at me, the he stood up and addressed his audience. "For the past couple weeks I have been trying to play nice with other Greek houses on campus. I managed to get several invitations to parties tomorrow, but the one I believe we should go to is the one next door, which if I am not mistaken, is considered the number one fraternity on campus."

"For now," Trey interrupted with a smirk.

"What do you mean by number one fraternity?" Rhett asked.

"Good question. There is an informal scoring system I've heard of in which other houses compete against each other for different things. Such areas include the houses' average grade point average, philanthropy hours, recruitment, quality of the houses' parties, the houses' members individually, desirability, et cetera."

"Desirability?" I asked.

"When I say that I mean by how desperately recruits want to get into that house in comparison to other houses...or things like that."

"Are we considered a professional fraternity or a social fraternity?" Rhett asked.

"Social," I answered. "Which fraternity did you say was number one?"

"I don't know their name. It is the one next door."

I gave him a chastising look.

"What?! I can't even remember what we are called much less what the names of other fraternities are."

"We are Iota Omega Tau."

"See! That's Greek to me...pardon the pun," he added with a cute grin.

I rolled my eyes and tried not to laugh.

"Shall we move on?" Trey asked.

"I think that about covers it. We will attend the party tomorrow night. Do you at least remember when the party starts, Cody?"

"It starts at eight o'clock," he said.

"Okay, I think this concludes this evening's meeting. Meeting adjourned."

Everyone went there separate ways, however Trey stuck around. "Was that a bad meeting?" I asked.

"You did fine," he said, reaching for my hand and placing a gentle kiss on it.

I blushed. When I could work up the nerve to look him in the eyes, I gasped. How could he not be my soulmate? His olive green eyes were so warm, filled with nothing but complete adoration as he gazed down at me.

"I love you more than anything, Nicky."

My heart did a cartwheel, and I knew he was my other half. "I love you more than anything, too, Trey."

To my surprise, a look of pain crossed his face. "Don't say that...please don't say that unless you are one hundred percent sincere. You love him more than you love me."

I leaned in and he wrapped his arms around me and embraced me. A feeling of peace enveloped my entire body and aches in my body that I didn't even know I had went away. I knew for certain now. "I was wrong all along until now, Trey. It will always be you, Trey. You are my other half. I know that now."

"I...I need to go take a shower..."

"What?"

"It has been a long day. I need to shower."

"Trey, you aren't acknowledging what I said. Did I say something wrong?"

"No! I mean no...you didn't. It's just...I never thought my prayers would be answered."

"What do you mean by that?"

"I have to go shower now...you should try and get some rest now...we have a big week ahead of us."

"Okay..."

He kissed me on the forehead. "The shower is calling my name. Later."

Then he suddenly bolted out the door. I had only one thought on my mind: What the fuck?

********

It has been half an hour since Trey's sudden need to shower and I've been dying to find out what caused him to suddenly need to escape after I told him he was the one.

I decided to barge in his room and demand an explanation. I walked in Trey's door. "Hey Trey, about earlier I..." I stopped mid-sentence when I caught a glimpse of Trey. He had been listening intently, however he had recently taken a shower and was wearing only a towel around his waist. His body enchanted me and I couldn't look away. Normally I would try to resist, but instead I let myself become enchanted. His pink nipples were erect, still sensitive to the cold air from after the shower. I watched a drop of water that fell from his hair drop onto his pecs, and watched it as it slowly made its way down his chest, down his stomach, and disappear into his treasure trail, which drew a perfect line down to his groin. Right where the top edge of the towel was I could see the top of his trimmed pubic hair pointing out.

"I love it when you look at me like that."

I could see his cock twitch under the towel and I lost control. I went up to him and yanked his towel off his body. He made no protest as I grabbed his cock and pushed him towards the bed. "Sorry, but I need your cock right now" I said as I pushed down onto the bed.

He laughed. "Hey, by all means, don't let me stooAAHHHHH! Oh my God, Nicolae!" he interrupted himself with a groan as I slid his cockhead into my mouth and drew him in. My tastebuds were assaulted by his sweet cock and craved for more so I lowered my mouth up and down rapidly like a pro, taking as much as I could but never getting enough. 

"Fuck Nicolae, I am going to cum right now if you keep that up. Ease off a bit." Trey said.

I did as he asked, not wanting this too end so soon. I kissed my way down his cock and started massaging his balls delicately with my tongue. "Is this better?" I asked.

He nodded. "Yes. It feels very good but at the same time its not enough to give me an orgasm."

I smiled then continued the licks. I fuckin loved this. If I had one day to live, I would want to use that day to spend it with my mouth on Trey's crotch. Gosh, how could it possibly smell this good?

An idea came to my head and I scooted Trey's ass off the bed a little more and moved his legs so I had more access to it. Once this was accomplished, I held his gorgeous globes apart and probed at his asshole with my tongue.

Trey groaned in pleasure. I buried my face more in his ass and started licking his hole even more and pressed my tongue inside and flicked it around on the inside. Trey moaned in pleasure as I continued eating his ass. The taste was surprisingly tasteless but I fucking loved doing it. I pulled my head away from his crack. 

"No! Don't stop!" he begged.

"Don't stop what?" I asked coyly.

He glared at me. "You know what."

"True, but if you want me to continue doing this to you you have to become comfortable asking for it. Tell me what you want me to do."

"Fine. Eat my ass. Give me a rimjob. Lick my asshole. Fuck me with your tongue. I don't care what you want me to call it. I'll call it whatever you want me to call it as long as you fuckin' do it. So if you are done trying to mess with my head will you please continue licking my asshole?"

Trey usually gets impatient when he really wants something but thinks I'm not going to give it to him. For some odd reason, he thinks I don't want to do this. "I will gladly take my time making a meal out of your ass," I said as I buried my face back into his ass and continued licking.

"Oh fuck yeah, Nicolae. Eat my ass...I never thought I would ask or want anyone to do this for me...but fuck, it feels good..."

I continued sucking on his puckered hole for a few minutes and then I pulled myself up and started sucking on his balls. "No, don't get me wrong I love this but please keep licking my asshole."

I decided to go with what I felt like doing instead. I licked the underside of his cock and brought his cockhead into my mouth...God knows I fuckin' love sucking on his cock more than anything else.

Trey groaned. "Never mind. Keep doing that, it feels even better," he said as I slowly licked him up like a popsicle. I took my time and after about five minutes I realized I had finally did enough milking with my mouth because I heard Trey groan and his hips bucked and I felt his sweet, hot cum shoot out of his cock and I welcomed its heat as I let it slowly slide down my throat and into my belly...right where it belonged.

"That was a lovely meal. Thanks," I said with a wink.

"Fuck, that was incredible. Now that we live together you can just plan on making that a daily habit."

"Which part, eating your ass or sucking your cock?"

"Both," he said with a grin.

"But if I do this everyday you won't be able to fuck me. Would you really give that up for this?"

He laughed. "I plan on having sex with you more than once or even twice a day. We live in the same house now so you can just plan on doing all three at least once per day...which I'd really like to suck on your cock right about now so get undressed."

I laughed. His ability to be blunt like that is one of the many things I love about him. Trey's gotten pretty good at blowjobs now that he has had a few months of experience. He seems to enjoy it too. "I could use a blowjob right about now," I said as I took everything but my boxers off. "I do have a couple questions I want you to answer before I stick my cock in your mouth."

"Ask away."

I felt uncomfortable asking this question but I had to know the answer. "We've been...involved for several months now...sexually...and I wanted to know where stand as far as relationships go...would you consider me your boyfriend?"

Trey, to my horror, burst out into laughter. He was laughing so hard he had tears in his eyes. My heart shattered into a thousand pieces and tears stun my eyes. "Forget I asked. I have my answer," I said, and I ran out of the room. I needed to breathe air but I couldn't get enough of it. I needed space from the man I had foolishly thought was my boyfriend.

"Nicolae, wait!" I heard him call for me. I ran into the bathroom and locked the door. He pounded on the door. "Nicolae, let me talk to you. Please."

"Go away," I shouted. I needed to be away from him. I've never been so offended in my entire life.

"If you don't open this door I'm going to break it open," Trey yelled through the door.

Fuck that. I ran to the window and opened it up...shit. This was the second floor. I looked outside the window and there was a dumpster just below the window with its lid closed. It was going to hurt, but I didn't care, and I didn't think twice as I jumped onto the dumpster...oww...but luckily I didn't break anything.

Oh great, I'm outside my fraternity wearing only my boxers...guess I have to go back inside. I went back inside and tiptoed my way up the stairs. At the end of the hall I could see Trey outside the bathroom door pounding on it. He didn't notice me tiptoeing into the twins' bedroom. I guess I will sleep with Cody tonight.

I shut the door quietly behind me so Trey wouldn't hear the door close. The room was dark. The twins were already asleep (or I'm guessing they are based on their breathing intervals). I couldn't see anything but I somehow knew without a doubt that Cody was in the bed on the left. I didn't know this from past experiences or anything, since the twins always randomly change beds, sometimes on a daily basis. I simply...knew.

I went over to his nightstand and turned the light on, knowing that nothing but the sound of an alarm clock or a bucket of ice water could wake the twins since they are extremely heavy sleepers.

Cody was beautiful. He wasn't beautiful in a feminine way, for he certainly wouldn't be mistaken for a woman by anyone, but calling him handsome instead of beautiful seemed somehow incorrect. He looked angelic, especially in his sleep. The only reason I knew he wasn't an angel was because he was missing a halo and a pair of wings.

I reached out and stroked my fingers through his golden hair. His unruly hair seemed to somehow fall down in all the right places. It was extremely soft, so soft that it actually made me gasp in surprise when I touched it. How could hair be this fucking soft?




The Best Present Dad Can Give Ch. 11



I actually forgot the pain that Trey caused me for a few minutes as I was captivated by Cody's ethereality. Thinking about it now brought a pain in my gut.

"Nicolae...what's wrong?"

To my surprise, Cody actually woke up from his deep sleep.

"How did I wake you? You were sleeping like a rock."

"I could sense your distress."

"Bullshit. I know we have this really weird, powerful bond but that's just bullshit. That wouldn't wake you up."

"It probably wouldn't if you were across the room but when you are right next to me like this it would...and did, for that matter. It's more effective when I'm awake though. I'd be able to sense your distress anywhere on this floor if I were awake. Please tell me what's bothering you."

I told him.

"Shit, that sucks. I'm really sorry to hear that...but you should really hear Trey out because there could be some miscommunication going on."

"I doubt that."

"Think about it. Think about the exact phrasings and reactions and tell me there is no other possible meaning being missed here."

"I guess it's possible...I just don't want to talk to him until tomorrow morning..."

"That's your choice," he said with a shrug. "That actually works out better for me," he said with a grin.

"How so?"

"It means you get to sleep with me...in your boxers."

I suddenly felt underdressed, which made me blush.

He laughed. "You are so predictable! I knew you would blush!"

"Please don't make any more comments like that. I just need to sleep."

"Are you sure you don't want to do something...extracurricular, first?" he asked, and he threw back the covers that were covering him. 

I've seen Cody in just his boxers on rare occasions before but it has been a while. Everything about him is so...perfect. His pecs and abs weren't as well defined as my father's or Trey's were, but they were still noticeable and complemented his body perfectly. His nipples were erect, with a rosy tint to them. My eye caught a glimpse of his treasure trail, where his dark, golden hair led to something...yummy. It was then that I caught a glimpse of his erection and snapped out of it, and quickly averted my eyes.

He burst out laughing. "I fucking loved that! My body was built for your pleasure so don't hold back."

"What?"

"Fuck me."

"What!?!"

"Did I stutter? I've wanted you for so long...so very long. I need your cock inside me more than I need the oxygen in this room."

"Not tonight."

"Why?"

I crawled into bed with him and grabbed his face gently in my hands and looked him in his beautiful, teal eyes. "I want our first time together to be really special, and unhurried. I want you, Cody...trust me, I really do...but I need the moment to be right, and with everything going on with Trey right now, now is not the time...I might change my answer soon but right now, the answer is no. What I want...no, need...what I need right now is a friend I could trust with my life to hold me in my sleep so I can't actually get a decent night's rest. Will you do that for me, Cody?"

He leaned in and kissed me on the forehead. "You know I will. I would do anything for you, and you know that. Whether that means taking a bullet for you or following you through the gates of Hell itself, I am yours."

"I knew I could count on you," I said with a smile. With that final sentence, I positioned myself into a comfortable position on his bed and he wrapped his arms around me and brought his body closer so he could spoon me. It wasn't the same as Trey holding me, but it was almost as comforting, comforting me in a different way than Trey's embrace would have. Trey's embrace is comforting in that it brings me peace, while Cody's embrace brings me bliss. I could feel myself drifting to sleep with a smile on my face. 

Do I know what is going to happen tomorrow? No. Will I make things up with Trey? Hopefully. Will I have sex with Cody? Probably. Only one thing is definite: I know I will never be alone, and that is good enough for me.

To be continued...



The Best Present Dad Can Give Ch. 12



This series contains male-on-male relationships, some of which are incestuous. If you think this will offend you, please do not read any of the chapters in this series. If you are looking for stories that focus solely on sex, this series is not for you either since love plays a huge part in this series. Otherwise, please enjoy the series and leave a public comment, or send me a private one. I love hearing from my readers and any feedback is sincerely appreciated. 

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I feel happy. Why do I feel happy? I'm starting to slip back into consciousness and out of sleep, but for some reason I am doing it with a smile on my face...odd.

I opened my eyes and knew why I had a smile on my face. Cody's beautiful teal eyes were gazing into mine, and he had a magnificent grin on his face. "Now that's just creepy," I informed him.

He laughed. "You love it."

Okay, maybe I did. Who would be bothered by waking up next to an angel of happiness? "You always have a way of making me feel nothing but happiness."

"My sole purpose for existing is for pleasing you, Nicolae. Do you really think I would suck at my only purpose in life?"

We have a complex relationship, one that makes anyone get a headache if they think about it too much. He always tells me that he is mine, and I used to argue with it, saying people don't belong to people, but I've accepted the role he desperately wants me to fulfill. So yes, Cody is mine. It is as simple as that.

I smiled at him. "Then you get a gold star for excelling at life."

His smile was already bright to begin with, but his smile brightened by about one hundred watts. "Check the ground next to you."

"Huh?"

"Just do it."

I looked at the floor. Oh my gosh...weren't those the boxers he was wearing last night?

"I'm naked!" he said proudly. "A few minutes after you fell asleep I decided to get more comfy with the man I belonged to so I took them off."

"Cody! Why are you naked? This is awkward!"

"It's hot and you know it. You fuckin' love knowing I was naked while I was spooning you last night."

Now that he mentions it...wait! It was still wrong of him to do! "You shouldn't have done that."

He shrugged. "Too late...if you want I can get up and get them," he said with a wicked smile.

"No! Just leave them there."

"Fuck me."

"What?!"

"I'm just saying what I know we both want," he said, and he reached out, grabbed my hand, and brought it gently to his chest. "You should know the feel of my body."

I didn't say anything and because I didn't pull my hand away he took it as an okay to continue. He gently guided my hand along his body, first sliding it up his chest, then back down. He glided my fingers over his nipples so that my fingertips grazed his nipples gently. I found myself gazing at his body. Whereas my father and Trey have the body of an athlete, Cody had the body of a dancer. His muscles were certainly visible, though not like an athlete's. His body was also smooth, I noted, until I felt my hand brush past his belly button and felt the hairs of his treasure trail. So he did listen to me when I told him I preferred trimmed pubes over no pubes...

I was too busy being drawn to the feel of his treasure trail that I gasped when my fingers went under the sheet and brushed through his pubic hairs and before I could make even a sound of protest my hand was sliding onto his cock.

I could feel that my face was beet red. Cody pulled his hand away and pulled the sheet back, fully exposing his naked body to my gaze, and I saw my hand lying on his erection. His dick was about six inches long (about an inch shorter than mine) and its girth was proportioned suitably for its length.

I traced my fingertips along the tip of his cock. Although his size was nothing to brag (or be embarrassed) about, I did love the shape and style of his cock, especially the cockhead. It was as if God made a mediocre-sized penis, then after creating its length and girth he decided he wanted to make the cock something to be proud of anyways (from what I know about God, God doesn't like changing his mind about things...such as the size of a penis once it is created...), so he decided to spend extra time sculpting it into the most beautiful cock a cock that size could possibly be...okay, I really need to stop drooling. Fuck it. I leaned down and took his entire shaft into my mouth.

"Awwww! Holy shit! What the fuck, Nicolae? I thought you wanted to wait for it to be special!"

I took him out of my mouth and smiled at him. "Sorry, I couldn't resist. I decided we have our whole lives of sex in front of us and that every time I'm with you is going to be special because it is with you." I slowly took him back into my mouth, millimeter by millimeter, all the way down until the very base of his cock. I just held him there deep in my mouth for a second. Cody always told me that he was made for my pleasure. I believe him now, knowing this cock was made for my sucking pleasure.

I don't know how much time has passed by now. It could be anywhere from ten seconds to ten minutes...I didn't care, to be honest. The only thing I cared about right now was the cock I was sliding in and out of my mouth, and licking it at every possible angle. I then decided to implement my favorite cocksucking technique: the windshield wiper...or at least that was what Trey named it. I took Cody's penis deep into my mouth and once he was completely inside my mouth I pushed my tongue out and caressed my tongue against his trimmed, pubic-haired sac and, reaching even lower with my tongue, swiped my tongue back and forth, from one ball to the next...back and forth...back and forth...my tongue caressed each of his balls back and forth in a motion much like the windshield wipers in a car (hence the name).

I took him completely out of my mouth and sank back down and did the same thing a few times. After the fifth time going down on him and doing this motion, I felt his cock twitch.

"Awww God, I'm going to cum if you keep doing that."

I pulled off his cock. "Cum for me, Cody." I sank my mouth back down on him and he blew his load the second my lips wrapped around his cock. Warm cum erupted from his cock like a volcano, the heat of his lava almost scorching my throat as it caressed its my down my throat and into my stomach. Cody was gasping, as if he was in so much pleasure he couldn't even make any other sound other than the gasps that came out of his mouth. 

I pulled off his cock and gave it a firm jerk, and was rewarded with another small strand of cum. I bent down and licked the strand up slowly with my tongue from its slit, reveling in its flavor. I gave his dick one last jerk and one last drop came out of it. I scooped the drop of cum up with my index finger and reached up and brought it close to Cody's lips. He could tell what I wanted him to do, so he brought my index finger to his mouth and licked his own essence off my finger. "Not bad," he said with a grin.

"Delicious," I added with a grin.

To be continued...



The Best Present Dad Can Give Ch. 13



This series contains male-on-male relationships, some of which are incestuous. If you think this will offend you, please do not read any of the chapters in this series. If you are looking for stories that focus solely on sex, this series is not for you either since love plays a huge part in this series. Otherwise, please enjoy the series and leave a public comment, or send me a private one. I love hearing from my readers and any feedback is sincerely appreciated.

This chapter is for my favorite Serbian fan. Your friendship and support means the world to me. 

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"So what now?"

I laughed hysterically. "I love you, Cody."

He grinned. "I love you too!"

As if hearing Cody's exclamation woke him up from his deep slumber, Collin stirred and glanced over at us...and our naked bodies. He grinned. "So you guys finally fucked, huh?"

"No, but Nicolae sucked my cock, and I must say, I have never had a better orgasm."

Collin laughed. "So tell..." I have no idea where that sentence was going because Collin stopped talking and suddenly frowned and started getting out of bed.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Trey...something's wrong," he said, and left the room without another word.

"What the hell was that about?" I asked Cody.

"Remember what I told you last night about how I can sense when you are distressed?"

"Yeah."

"Well Collin can sense when Trey is distressed too...it's probably about how you just upped and left him."

I had asked Trey if we could consider him and I boyfriends now and he laughed at me so I left because I was really pissed off and embarrassed.

"Hey, whose side are you on?!" I asked Cody.

"I will always be on your side...but I think you should have heard Trey out before storming out like that. I know Trey and he wouldn't hurt you like that intentionally so there must be some sort of misunderstanding."

"I guess but..." I couldn't finish my sentence because the door suddenly burst open and Trey stepped in, wearing nothing but boxers. His whole body looked extremely tense and...hell, his muscles looked even more ripped than usual. I looked into his face, expecting to see anger...or jealousy now that I think about. I am naked in Cody's bed with a naked Cody so he must know we fooled around.

I examined his face and found his face held a variety of emotions. Anger was definitely on his face, however I wouldn't consider it to be the main emotion right now. I looked more closely and was surprised to find no jealousy as Trey looked at me. I found anger, relief, disappointment, love, even lust, but I found no envy...odd.

"There you are," Trey said quietly.

"Trey, I..." and before I could register what happened, my body was hanging over Trey's shoulder. He had bolted across the room and swept me over his shoulder as if I was as light as a feather.

Angry, I shouted, "Trey, what the hell!?"

"Shut up. You and I are going to have a little talk in your room."

"Cody! Help me!" Cody looked shocked that I asked for his help, but he started getting off the bed to no doubt help me.

Collin entered the room. "Do not let Cody interfere. Keep him in here until I say otherwise," Trey growled at Collin in a commanding voice and left the room with me draping over his shoulder.

Trey brought me into my room and shut the door with one of his legs before he plopped me onto my bed. I opened my mouth to start yelling at him but Trey pulled off his boxers in a swift move and climbed on top of me and I reached out to push him off of me but he grabbed me by my wrists and pinned my arms down. I tried breaking out of his hold but Trey was so damned strong. I couldn't break out of his hold even if my life depended on it. 

Giving up, I just leaned my head back on my pillow. When I relaxed in his grip, he leaned down and kissed me softly on my nose, then he kissed me gently on my lips. "I love you so much, Nicolae."

He started kissing me gently on the check and continued kissing down my neck with more gentle kisses. "You don't love me enough to be my boyfriend though."

"Huh?"

I wanted to get up and leave, and his hold on my wrists had loosened up so I started to pull away. When Trey noticed the resistance, he pinned my wrists down with more force. "Hell no! There is no fucking way I am just going to let you leave like you did yesterday. Tell me what's going on in your head."

I felt tears in my eyes and felt them escape, and felt the warmth of my tears slide down my cheek. "Fuck Nicolae, what is wrong? You have to tell me! You can't just run and hide!" Trey said, sounding panicked.

"What the hell do you think is wrong? I asked you yesterday if you and I were boyfriends and you laughed at me! If you don't want to be boyfriends at least find a way to put it nicely instead of being an ass and laughing at me!" I sobbed as more tears came down my face. I fucking hate crying but I couldn't hold my tears back despite how hard I tried.

"No, Nicky, my heart, my darling Nicky, you don't understand! I didn't laugh because I thought the thought of us being in a dating relationship was funny. I laughed because we are so far past the boyfriend part already. I consider you to be my soulmate, my other half. That is the most extreme relationship you could ever have with anyone! You are...everything to me. More than a boyfriend, or fiancé, or even a spouse. Downgrading our relationship to boyfriend status sounded absolutely ridiculous so I laughed. I am so sorry, my heart. It looked like we misunderstood each other."

Well, I feel stupid now. I should have demanded for him to explain why he was laughing instead of just running and hiding. "I'm sorry, Trey."

"I am sorry too." He got off me and lifted me into his arms and held me. Being in his embrace was the most peaceful and best feeling in the world.

"I still owe you a blowjob."

I laughed, remembering that Trey was going to suck my cock after I had asked him about the blowjob thing. Of course, there was the whole laughing miscommunication thing that prevented that from happening. "Just forget it about it. You don't owe me anything."

"Maybe I want to owe you a blowjob," Trey said, and to my surprise he blushed.

I laughed some more. "So what you are saying is that you don't want to suck my cock because you want to repay the favor I gave you...you know, the one where I sucked your cock and ate your ass, but you want to suck my cock because you simply want to suck my cock?"

"Yes," Trey admitted, his flush becoming even redder.

"So you are a true cocksucker, huh? You like sucking my cock?"

"Yes, I like sucking your cock. Is that really such a big deal?"

I laughed some more. "I just thought you did it because you felt you owed me. I mean I could tell you were enjoying yourself while you sucked my dick but I thought it was because you liked hearing and feeling me get off on your cocksucking."

"Well that is a big reason why I like sucking your dick but I'd be lying if I told you I only did it for your benefit."

I leaned up and started kissing him. I slid my tongue into his mouth and he accepted my tongue into his mouth and our tongues did a dance. Then I retreated my tongue back into my mouth and it was his turn to send his tongue into my mouth and our tongues danced a little more. After a couple minutes, I pulled back.

"Okay...back to our conversation about how you like sucking dick."

Trey rolled his eyes.

"We are both cocksuckers but there is a difference between you and me."

"Besides you being better at it?"

"Well, I have to admit, you have gotten better at it in the past couple months..."

Trey grinned.

"But yes, besides me being better at it."

"Then how are we different?"

"I like sucking cock more than any other sexual act. I like it more than fucking someone, being fucked by someone, eating someone's ass, having my ass eaten, or having my own cock sucked. I even like it more than eating pussy."

"Really?"

"Yeah."

Trey laughed. "I can't speak for the being fucked by someone since I have never done it before, but I wouldn't say I like sucking dick better than the other stuff you mentioned...well, besides eating someone's ass. I like sucking cock more than I like eating ass. But honestly, nothing feels better than your blowjobs, Nicolae."

"So I take it you like having me eat your ass more than you like sucking cock?"

"Only a little bit more but yeah."

I grinned. Trey moans when I eat his ass so if he enjoys receiving rimjobs that much and he said he likes rimjobs only a little bit more than sucking cock he must really enjoy sucking cock...almost to the point where he moans. It is always nice to learn something new about my best friend.

"So since you like having me eat your ass more than you like sucking my dick you wouldn't be opposed to me giving you a rimjob?"

Trey laughed. "I guess that would be alright."

"Then lie on the edge of the bed and bring your knees to your chest."

He did as I instructed, arranging himself so the end of his back was on the very edge of the bed so that his ass was completely off the bed so it could be used for all my rimming glory. It was the most magnificent view of Trey's ass. Without a doubt, the most perfect ass God has ever sculpted. 

Trey laughed. "I remember the first time you looked at my ass like that...it was several years ago."

My face flushed. "It was not!"

He laughed some more. "It most certainly was. My ass was probably the first thing that ever gave you a boner."

"Bullshit. It was the second thing that gave me a boner," I added with a blush.

He laughed. "See? You've been checking my ass out for years. I couldn't count how many times I have seen you check my ass out these past several years...wait a minute. You said it was the second like you know what gave you your first boner. What caused your first boner?"

"You don't want to know...trust me."

He frowned, most likely figuring out what caused my first erection. "Figures...but I'm not going to ruin the moment with jealousy. Come and eat."

I grinned and got on my knees in front of my meal. I reached out and stroked his ass cheeks delicately, loving the feel of his glutes. Knowing Trey would let me do almost whatever I wanted with his ass, I decided to admire his ass some more and I continued stroking it. I then took both hands and grabbed as much of both cheeks as I could, and continued doing so in different locations.

"Making up for all the times you wanted to cop a feel but didn't?"

"If I was going to make up for all the times I wanted to cop a feel we would be doing this all month."

Trey laughed and I took my index finger and traced it down his crack. I then grabbed his cheeks and pried them apart, which revealed his pink hole to me. To my surprise, Trey slid his hands over mine, which confused me until I figured out what his intentions were. I let go of his butt cheeks and he left his hands there to keep them pried open. I gave both of his hands a small kiss to show my appreciation then I slowly licked my way up his crack, along his pink hole, along his perineum, and finally his balls. I suckled on both balls for a few seconds then I went back to his pink hole and started licking it.

Trey groaned at the feel of my warm, wet tongue licking his asshole. I then put my index finger in mouth to get it wet then I slid it into Trey's asshole.

"Ahhh! Nice warning, Nicolae, that hurt...oh...that feels good," he said as I slowly slid my finger in and out of his ass. I withdrew my finger and forced my tongue in his ass.

"Oh fuck yeah! Tongue fuck me, Nicky!"

I tongue fucked him for a few minutes, enjoying the faint, indescribable taste of his ass. Trey moaned softly as I worked my tongue in and out of him. I removed my tongue and replaced it with two fingers, and slid my index finger and middle finger in and out of him.

"Ahh fuck, why does that feel good," he asked.

"No, that doesn't feel good...that feels okay...this feels good," I said as I found his prostate and ruthlessly stimulated it with my fingers.

"Holy shit! That feels amazing! Aww fuck!"

"Are you ready for a third finger?"

"I don't know...can you just keep doing what you are doing please?"

"I'll keep doing this for two more minutes but after that I get to do whatever I want. Do we have a deal?"

"This feels too fucking good to pass up on it. Yes, we have a deal. Two more minutes of this and then you can slip a third finger in or do whatever else you had in mind."

I grinned. This is too perfect. He might regret making that deal...hell, he probably would have never said yes to what I have in mind unless he had an obligation to fulfill...but I knew he would never break a deal.

"The timer doesn't start until you actually start doing it...why do I have a feeling I am going to regret making a deal with you?"

"You mean making a deal to get this?" I asked, thrusting my fingers into his ass and finding his prostate. I saw the minute on my alarm clock turn so I knew when his two minutes were up.

"Aww fuck...never mind. It will be worth it no matter what you decide..."he groaned as I stroked his prostate.

For the next two minutes I continued sliding my two fingers in and out of Trey's ass and occasionally spoiled his prostate with a few additional strokes. I looked up and noticed that two minutes passed so I withdrew my fingers from his ass.

"Damn it, Nicolae! That was not two minutes! I have another thirty seconds so put your fingers in my ass and fuck my prostate with them!"

"Whoa! Calm down, Trey! I'm not ripping you off, I promise. That was two minutes, I swear."

"I'm a Mathematics Education major, Nicolae. I think that makes me better at math than you. I don't argue with you about who was the best American poet in the Nineteenth Century because that is your area so why don't you stop arguing with me in my area of expertise?"

I was a little offended that he thought I was trying to screw him over. I wouldn't do that to him and he should know that...but what is another thirty seconds. I'll pretend Trey is right and let him have the win on this.

"Okay Trey. I thought I would let you know that I would never screw you over so it was an honest mistake. Since it is an honest mistake, I will set the timer on my cell phone and give you another full minute. It will beep at me when time is up so we both know for sure when the time is up. Okay?"

Trey grinned. "An extra thirty seconds? Deal! Go get your phone!"

I did.

"Starting...now!" I said, pushing the button on my phone to start the timer and I slipped my two fingers back into Trey's ass and started sliding them in and out and I stroked his prostate occasionally like I did earlier.

Trey moaned as I continued fingering him like this and I eventually heard the beep on the time but I decided to keep going. "Nicolae?" Trey asked.

"I know...but we can do this a little longer," I said as I continued fingering him.

"Thanks," Trey said in between moans. Another beep came from my phone, indicating that it was now two minutes, but I continued sliding my fingers in and out Trey while Trey moaned. The phone beeped again, and still I continued fingering him. Yet another beep came from my phone but I still didn't want to take my fingers out of him to stop his pleasure. Finally, when the phone beeped again, I reluctantly pulled my fingers out.

"Five minutes on the timer when we agreed on just one...thanks," Trey said in a voice that was deeper than his usual voice. "You gave me four extra minutes when you didn't have to so I will not only keep my word but I will not complain about it even one single time. You've earned whatever you wanted to do."

Thank God. I knew what I decided wasn't going to go over well with Trey but giving him those extra minutes paid off. "I'll be right back," I said.

When I returned, Trey noticed the bottle of lube but didn't say anything. He didn't say anything as I placed some on my cock and he didn't say anything when I placed some on his asshole. "Do you really have nothing to say? I think it is obvious what I plan to do."

"You are obviously going to fuck me. We made a deal and I'm going to keep my word. I told you I wasn't going to complain so I'm not going to. Just go easy on me, okay?"

"I will. It is going to hurt a little but the pain will go down. If I can take your extremely fat cock into my ass you should be able to take my cock that is only a little above average just fine. I know you are probably nervous and a little scared but relax." He moved his knees away from his chest and rested his feet on the edge of the bed and moved his knees so they pointed towards the top corners of the walls. "That's better. There is one thing I want you to know before I stick my cock in you."

"And what is that?"

"It may not seem to you that you are going to enjoy this but based off everything that has happened in the last twenty minutes I know one thing."

I positioned my cockhead at his anal entrance.

"What?"

"You are going to love this," and I slowly penetrated his asshole with my cockhead. I saw his face wince but he didn't say anything so I continued slowly pushing my cock into his warm, tight ass until my cock was all the way inside him and my balls were resting on his ass.

I just stayed where I was. Trey opened his eyes and looked into mine. "The worst is over," I told him.

"Good, because that hurt," he said. I leaned forward and ran my hand along his chest.

"How does it feel to have a cock in you?"

"Like a turkey that has a chef's hand up its ass."

I laughed. "I like the feel of having a cock in me. It makes me feel full and complete. It hurts like hell at first but it starts to feel pretty good."

"I'm still waiting for that feeling good part."

"You don't hurt as much anymore, do you?"

"No...my ass is getting used to your girth surprisingly."

"Do you remember the feeling you had a couple minutes ago when I was fingering?"

"Yes, that fucking felt amazing."

"Do you want to feel something even better?"

"Of course."

"Then ask me to fuck you."

"Fine, if it that is what it takes to make the pain go away and make it feel like it did when you were fingering me I'll say it. Fuck me."

I slowly pulled my cock out of him until I just had the tip inside him, then I slowly thrust back in. I repeated this very slow fucking until I felt him relax a little bit...fuck, his asshole was choking my cock like a vise...his warm, tight ass feels even better than Rachel's pussy.

I began fucking him a little harder, but not quite hard yet...hell, I don't know if I'm going to be able to control myself for much longer. My cock is begging for more of his wonderful, tight ass and my balls want to unload in him, I don't know how I'm going to not full on fuck him as hard as I can for much longer...but I kept my pace at a moderately slow pace...fuck my cock feels good now. I thrust my cock a little harder than I intended and it felt incredible...I could get used to this. Trey gave a groan of pleasure, which was the first sound I heard from him since he told me to fuck him. Sounds like I not only could get used this, but I in fact am going to get used to this based off the sound Trey made.

Okay, my cock, you heard Trey groan. You are going to fuck his ass plenty from now on so just be patient for now...am I really talking to my cock right now? I am going crazy apparently.

"How are you doing, Trey? Do you have much pain?"

"No, not much pain, I'm fine....it actually feels pretty good. Do you think you could fuck me a little harder? It will probably feel a little better if you do."

"Did you ever think you would ever ask me to not only fuck you, but to fuck you harder?"

He laughed. "No, but why not? Fuck me harder, Nicolae? I can take it."

"You mean like this?" I said, going from a moderately slow pace to a moderate pace.




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Trey moaned. "Oh fuck yeah. That feels really good. It feels as good as it did when you were fingering me." 

"Your ass feels way better than any pussy I have ever fucked. I know I am a bottom, but do you think you would let me fuck you like this once in a while?"

"I guess that would be alright once in a while. It feels kind of good," he said with a groan.

"Just kind of good, huh?"

He laughed. "Okay, okay. It feels really good so yes, once in a while you can fuck me."

"Sweet! Your ass feels very good, Trey...can I fuck you a little harder?"

"We can try it but if it hurts you gotta slow down, okay?"

"Okay, I promise." So I satisfied my cock a little more by fucking him a little harder, going from a moderate fucking to a moderately hard fucking, and my cock felt amazing and I could faintly hear my balls slapping Trey in the ass.

"Oh...oh my God, yes!" Trey moaned.

"So you want me to slow down?" I asked, playing stupid.

"If you want me to kill you! This feels so fucking good! Fuck me, Nicolae! AWWW!!!" he groaned loudly.

"So this feels better than when I fingered you?" I asked, continuingly fucking him at a moderately hard pace.

"Are you kidding me? Fingering doesn't compare to this! You can fuck me like this a couple times a week, Nicolae! Shit! Fuck me harder if you can!"

"Are you sure?"

"Yes! Fuck me as hard as you can, Nicolae! It feels better and better the harder you fuck me so make me feel better than amazing."

I didn't need more convincing. I grabbed his ass and slammed into him as hard as I could and Trey moaned. "Oh fuck, yes! Keep it coming!" he exclaimed between moans.

And I did keep it coming. I satisfied my cock by drilling into Trey's ass as hard as I could and I was rewarded with Trey's moans and intense pleasure. Trey's asshole muscles started randomly clenching my cock more than it already was which brought out moans of my own that I couldn't suppress even if I wanted to.

"AHHH! This is way better than fingering, Nicolae!" Trey groaned, and to my surprise Trey backed up, which pulled my cock out of his ass. He backed up to the head of the bed and reached out and grabbed both bed posts on either side of the be and brought his knees closer to his chest, which exposed his asshole to me. "Come and drill your cock into me, Nicolae. Fuck me really hard!"

"How about I bend over and you can fuck me now?" I asked, figuring I would fuck with him metaphorically before I would continue fucking him literally.

"No! You are going to come over here and thrust your dick into me and pound it in my ass until you cum! Fuck me as hard as you can!"

I grinned. I probably would only last a couple of minutes but I was so happy that Trey came to terms with being a bottom. I went over and shoved my cock into his ass and fucked him with all my might. Up until now I had been watching Trey's eyes or ass as I fucked him but now I was paying more attention to his body. Trey gripped the bed posts with all his might and I saw his biceps flex to an enormous size. I watched all the muscles in his body flex and I asked myself how I managed to get such a strong stud who could crush my bones with his bare hands to beg me to fuck him like this. I knew I was in love with Trey, but right now I was definitely in lust with him.

"Ahh yes! Just like that! That feels so good! Fuck me!" Trey groaned as I fucked him. I felt the pressure building and knew I was going to cum but instead of pulling out I came inside him. "Ah yes! Cum inside me, Nicky! Drain your balls inside me," and that is what I did, and it was the most intense orgasm I had ever had.

"I love you so much, Trey," I said, collapsing on top of him, unable to muster up any more energy.

"I love you, too, my heart," he said, planting a kiss on my forehead and wrapping his arms around me. I felt his hard cock press against my belly and knew that we were only halfway done but I decided to rest for just a few more minutes before we started up again.

To be continued...