Jake is a very sensitive person, he noticed straight away that I was having a very hard time so he rented a place near my campus so that I could at least come home to him after a long day of studying. It was honestly the most attentive thing anyone has ever done for me and I was extremely grateful. He did n't have to do all this, he could stimulate just lived his new life without going out of his way for me but he didn't. I 'm sword lily he chose me above all else.

I naturally felt inclined to expend even more sentence with him than I used to and establish my love and gratitude for him in different ways.

I was never a very affectionate person, I always thought I had to keep my distance from men so that there would n't be any misunderstandings about my sexual orientation, but now I see myself doing things quite out of quality for me. I don't know if the divorce brought back some insecurities or if Jake has really warmed my sum even further with his decision to back me through this unmanageable prison term. The unknown affair is, they feel so natural. It 's like there 's something pulling me towards Jake. When we 're at household, I ca n't help but be near him and have-to doe with him every hazard that I get.

I think he started to comment this change and has started to embrace it or so I 'd like to remember. I have become a complete soft boy, a whore for Jake 's attention which makes me sick to my stomach and at the same clock time eager for more.

Now, whenever I get nursing home, I search the unscathed apartment for him just so that I can hug him and give him a osculation on his cheek. The first fourth dimension I did this, Jake was very storm since I had never kissed him before and only hugged him on extra occasions. I think the shock has completely blown over because now he has been kissing me back. He holds my neck in his two custody and places an vivid, long kiss on my buttock. Every time he does that I just feel like hugging him tighter and not letting go.

This somehow has evolved into us cuddling on the sofa every day after dinner. We usually finish cleaning up the kitchen, since I 'm a little lazy I leave Jake finishing it up by himself and lay on the lounge with my leg still hanging trying to pick out something to keep an eye on. Jake will then do and sit side by side to me only to see me scoot to accommodate him laying behind me. As soon as he lays completely down, he wraps his arm around my waist and tear me into him in a unfluctuating stroke. This always brings butterflies to my stomach and that 's why I keep on doing it in the expectation Jake will react like this every prison term. I think he noticed my gasp when he first did it and has continued to do it knowing what he might have been making me feel.

He knows I 'm heterosexual and I think he 's straight too. At least he was married to my mom for so many years.

I seem to not be able-bodied to be without this `` us time '' anymore. Whenever we don't get to do it for some reason I get to craving it to the extent of feeling physically hurt. It's like I need to sense his touch, his smell. Once I caught myself going through his dirty laundry just so I could palpate his aroma. I feel a bit of ignominy admitting this but that Nox I slept holding on to one of his t-shirts. I could experience a little bit of his elbow grease and a hint of his cologne but his smell was there and it was so strong that it made me find whole at every thick breathing place that I took. I think I might be addicted to him.

We decided to watch a horror movie tonight. It 's a pic Jake has been meaning to take in for a while and I comply even if I 'm not into this sort of literary genre. I keep holding on to Jake 's arms all throughout the movie and covering my middle with them during the chilling parts. Jake ca n't help oneself but chortle every once in a while which makes me sense embarrassed. When the moving-picture show ends, Jake gets up to maneuver to bed and places a kiss on my forehead as if to wish goodnight to come up a pouty son with puppy dog oculus still embarrassed that a motion picture got him this scared. Jake stops and holds my face in his hands and asks :

'' What 's the matter kiddo ? ``

'' I 'm pit '' I mumble.

'' Awww, I did n't have it off you 'd be this sensitive to this sort of movie. I promise I wo n't watch them anymore with you. Are you gon na be OK ? ``

'' Yeah ... it 's just that it 's dark. Maybe future fourth dimension we can watch them during the day ? ... ``

'' OK, kiddo. Are you heading off to bed ? ``

'' Ye.. yeah.. hmm.. I should, should n't I ? ``

'' Yeah, you should ! Listen, if you 're that `` apprehensive '' maybe you could kip with me tonight. I do n't require you losing any sopor and affecting your carrying out at schooling. What do you say ? ``

'' Ahmmm.. o.. OK… I 'll go get my pillow. ``

I'm a bit aroused but uneasy to be sleeping with Jake so I give redundant thought process to what I'll clothing to bed with him. I usually sleep in loose gym shorts and a t-shirt and that 's what I decided to wear today too. I think I should n't change my habits or he might get leery that I might be restless for the wrong reasons. I know Jake usually sleeps au naturel and I find myself thinking about that while I wait for him already in his bed. He comes from the bathroom wearing boxer boxershorts and lays down next to me, maybe he thought it was n't set aside to sleep naked beside me. I really wouldn't mind if he did. Wow, that thought is a bit jump, if I'm having these kinds of intellection, maybe it 's for the best that he decided to change his nightly attire.

We settle down and he, instinctively, puts his arms around my waist and pulls me towards him just like he does when we 're on the sofa. He lifts his read/write head a bit and whispers in my ear `` Is this OK ? ''. To which I vigorously nod and accommodate myself to his body.

Jake is larger than me, it's take in we don't parcel the same DNA. Growing up I always wanted to be like him. Right now, being in this position makes me just want to be with him. Things are good as they are.

I wake up in the morning time to the intimately nighttime's sleep I've had since my parents'divorce and an discharge side of the bed. I lift my head and notice the olfactory modality coming from the kitchen. Jake is preparing breakfast. I'm really a favorable guy.

"Morning, kiddo. How did you log Z's ?"

"Morning… I hadn't slept this well in a prospicient time."

"Wonderful, wonderful. You can sleep with me whenever you want. Don't feel shy about it. Now come eat your pancakes."

Obviously, I get shy about it. I really want to go sleep with Jake but I can't overcome a flimsy sense of shame I feel about it. I want Jake to defy me all night, I want to feel his warmth and his breath on my cervix but something tells me it's wrong. I shouldn't be feeling like this about a man, I'm a straight guy anyway, aren't I ? And Jake is my Father of the Church. I shouldn't be feeling like this about my father.

After a few days, as we're having dinner,

'' What 's wrong ? You almost did n't adjoin your food for thought. '' Jack says.

'' It 's embarrassing… My tum hurts…"

"Is it indigestion ? require me to get some medication for you ?"

"No, it's fine, it's just that… Hmm… I have n't been to the throne in 5 years. ''

'' Hahaha, nothing to be embarrassed about ! You used to be comparable that as a child when something was bothering you. Your mother used to avail you with that and used to change your diet a fiddling. If you want, you can lay down on the bed and I 'll go fetch the stuff to do what your mother did when you got like this. ``

'' What did she do ? I do n't think. ''

'' She had to tease apart up your shy bowel. She used the thermometer's end and you 'd normally go after one or two Roger Huntington Sessions of that, it was the physician who recommended it since you could n't conduct any laxatives. We do n't birth any laxatives at home, I can buy them tomorrow or we can try this technique if you want. I 'm your father so that is something that I should be able to do for you. It 's my job ''.

'' Wo n't it be weird or glaring ? My body does palpate uncomfortable, the Oklahoman I solve this the better. Are you surely you 're ok with it ? ``

'' Listen, you 're my son. cypher that comes from you can gross me out. Did you forget all those times I cleaned up after you 've vomited ? You always had a medium stomach."

"Hhaa… TMI ! ! !"

"Hahaha ! Go on, start on the bed and we 'll take care of it. ``

Jake comes with a thermometer in his hand, a vaseline container in the other and a towel on his arm. He sits down next to me and says `` go on, turn around ''. I do as he says and I can feel his hands touching mine as he helps me slide down my shorts. He rolls over the towel and places it under me as to promote my bottom. I feel extra exposed as if being naked in front of him was n't enough. It does realise me feel tingly inside which is rather contradictory.



He starts by applying some vaseline on my gob and rubbing it thoroughly. He 's very patrician but firm at the Saame time, I ca n't help but get a bit startled by noticing my cock twitch at the touch of Jake's finger's breadth on my maw. Just by rubbing my asshole this man can make me have a sexual chemical reaction. I think I'm in big trouble.

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