Jake is a very sensitive soul, he noticed straight away that I was having a very hard fourth dimension so he rented a place near my campus so that I could at least cum dwelling house to him after a farseeing day of studying. It was honestly the most heedful affair anyone has ever done for me and I was extremely grateful. He did n't have got to do all this, he could have just lived his new life without going out of his way for me but he didn't. I 'm gladiolus he chose me above all else.

I naturally felt inclined to spend even more fourth dimension with him than I used to and register my love and gratitude for him in different ways.

I was never a very affectionate someone, I always thought I had to keep my length from men so that there would n't be any mistaking about my sexual predilection, but now I see myself doing things quite out of character for me. I don't know if the divorce brought back some insecurities or if Jake has really warmed my mettle even further with his decision to support me through this difficult metre. The strange affair is, they feel so lifelike. It 's like there 's something pulling me towards Jake. When we 're at home, I ca n't help but be near him and impact him every luck that I get.

I think he started to notice this change and has started to cover it or so I 'd like to think. I have become a fill in cushy boy, a cyprian for Jake 's attention which makes me sick to my tummy and at the same time eagre for more.

Now, whenever I get home, I search the whole flat for him just so that I can hug him and give him a osculation on his cheek. The first prison term I did this, Jake was very surprised since I had never kissed him before and only hugged him on extra occasions. I think the daze has completely blown over because now he has been kissing me back. He holds my neck in his two hired man and places an intense, long kiss on my brass. Every prison term he does that I just feel like hugging him plastered 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 picayune lazy I leave Jake finishing it up by himself and lay on the sofa with my legs still hanging trying to choose something to watch. Jake will then come 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 waistline and pulls me into him in a unfaltering virgule. 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 clip. I think he noticed my gasp when he first did it and has continued to do it roll in the hay what he might make been making me feel.

He knows I 'm uncoiled 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 to be without this `` us time '' anymore. Whenever we don't get to do it for some rationality I get to craving it to the extent of feeling physically hurt. It's like I need to feel his touch, his spirit. Once I caught myself going through his dirty washing just so I could feel his scent. I feel a bit of ignominy admitting this but that Nox I slept holding on to one of his t-shirts. I could feel a little bit of his travail and a mite of his Cologne but his smell was there and it was so hard that it made me finger hale at every deep hint that I took. I think I might be addicted to him.

We decided to watch over a horror movie tonight. It 's a movie Jake has been meaning to watch over for a patch and I comply even if I 'm not into this sort of writing style. I keep holding on to Jake 's weapon system all throughout the motion picture and covering my middle with them during the scariest constituent. Jake ca n't help but chuckle every once in a while which makes me experience embarrassed. When the motion picture ends, Jake gets up to head to bed and places a kiss on my forehead as if to wish goodnight to see a pouty son with puppy dog eyes still embarrassed that a film got him this scared. Jake blockage and holds my face in his hands and asks :

'' What 's the matter kiddo ? ``

'' I 'm pock '' I mumble.

'' Awww, I did n't make out you 'd be this sensitive to this sort of motion picture. I promise I wo n't determine them anymore with you. Are you gon na be OK ? ``

'' Yeah ... it 's just that it 's dark. Maybe next time we can look on 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 want you losing any sleep and affecting your performance at school. What do you say ? ``

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

I'm a bit excited but ill at ease to be sleeping with Jake so I give supernumerary sentiment to what I'll article of clothing to bed with him. I usually sleep in light gym boxers and a t-shirt and that 's what I decided to endure today too. I think I should n't alter my habits or he might get suspicious that I might be uneasy for the wrong reasons. I know Jake usually sleeps naked and I find myself thinking about that while I wait for him already in his bed. He comes from the toilet wearing boxer drawers and lays down succeeding to me, maybe he thought it was n't appropriate to sleep naked beside me. I really wouldn't mind if he did. Wow, that thought is a bit start, if I'm having these sort of opinion, maybe it 's for the best that he decided to switch his nightly attire.

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

Jake is turgid than me, it's light up we don't ploughshare the same DNA. Growing up I always wanted to be like him. Right now, being in this positioning makes me just want to be with him. thing are good as they are.

I wake up in the morning to the trump night's nap I've had since my parents'divorce and an vacuous side of the bed. I lift my head and notice the flavor coming from the kitchen. Jake is preparing breakfast. I'm really a lucky guy.

"Morning, kiddo. How did you sleep ?"

"Morning… I hadn't slept this wellspring in a foresighted 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 nap with Jake but I can't sweep over a slight sense of disgrace I feel about it. I want Jake to hold me all dark, I want to feel his lovingness and his breath on my cervix but something William Tell me it's awry. I shouldn't be feeling like this about a man, I'm a heterosexual guy anyway, aren't I ? And Jake is my father. I shouldn't be feeling like this about my father.

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

'' What 's damage ? You almost did n't touch your nutrient. '' Jack says.

'' It 's embarrassing… My tum hurts…"

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

"No, it's fine, it's just that… Hmm… I have n't been to the can in 5 mean solar day. ''

'' Hahaha, zip to be embarrassed about ! You used to be like that as a baby when something was bothering you. Your female parent used to aid you with that and used to deepen your diet a little. If you want, you can lay down on the bed and I 'll go bring in the poppycock to do what your mother did when you got like this. ``

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

'' She had to loosen up your shy intestine. She used the thermometer's end and you 'd normally go after one or two sessions of that, it was the doctor who recommended it since you could n't take any laxatives. We do n't throw any laxatives at nursing home, I can buy them tomorrow or we can try this proficiency 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 eldritch or porcine ? My body does find uncomfortable, the sooner I solve this the dependable. Are you sure you 're ok with it ? ``

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

"Hhaa… TMI ! ! !"

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

Jake comes with a thermometer in his manus, a vaseline container in the early 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 manpower touching mine as he helps me slither down my trunks. He rolls over the towel and places it under me as to elevate my bottom. I feel extra exposed as if being naked in front of him was n't enough. It does fix me sense tingly inside which is rather contradictory.



He starts by applying some vaseline on my jam and rubbing it thoroughly. He 's very gentle but firm at the same meter, I ca n't assist but get a bit startled by noticing my cock vellication at the tactual sensation of Jake's finger on my hole. Just by rubbing my dickhead this man can take a leak me give birth a sexual reaction. I think I'm in big worry.

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This is the first part of this story that I can plowshare for loose. You can access the unscathed story through the link on my visibility. ( www.gum.co/daynerandjake )