Jake is a very tender person, he noticed straight away that I was having a very hard time so he rented a space near my campus so that I could at least come home to him after a farseeing day of studying. It was honestly the most heedful thing anyone has ever done for me and I was extremely grateful. He did n't have 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 beaming he chose me above all else.

I naturally felt inclined to spend even Thomas More time with him than I used to and demonstrate my dearest and gratitude for him in different ways.

I was never a very fond mortal, I always thought I had to restrain my length from men so that there would n't be any misunderstandings about my sexual predilection, but now I see myself doing things quite out of type for me. I don't know if the divorcement brought back some insecurities or if Jake has really warmed my heart even further with his decision to support me through this difficult time. The foreign thing is, they feel so natural. It 's like there 's something pulling me towards Jake. When we 're at rest home, I ca n't help but be near him and touch him every chance that I get.

I think he started to point out this alteration and has started to sweep up it or so I 'd like to intend. I have become a complete soft boy, a woman of the street for Jake 's attention which makes me sick to my tummy and at the same time tidal bore for more.

Now, whenever I get home, I search the whole apartment for him just so that I can hug him and give him a kiss on his nerve. The number 1 sentence I did this, Jake was very surprised since I had never kissed him before and only hugged him on special occasions. I think the cushion has completely blown over because now he has been kissing me back. He holds my neck in his two hand and place an intense, long kiss on my face. 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 sofa with my legs still hanging trying to take something to watch. Jake will then come and sit side by side to me only to see me flash to lodge him laying behind me. As soon as he lays completely down, he wraps his arm around my waist and force me into him in a firm chance event. This always brings butterfly to my tum and that 's why I keep on doing it in the anticipation Jake will react like this every time. I think he noticed my gasp when he first did it and has continued to do it have intercourse what he might receive been making me feel.

He knows I 'm unbowed 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 reasonableness I get to craving it to the extent of feeling physically hurt. It's like I need to feel his touch, his smell. Once I caught myself going through his dirty laundry just so I could feel his scent. I feel a bit of disgrace admitting this but that Night I slept holding on to one of his t-shirts. I could finger a piddling bit of his effort and a wind of his Koln but his odor was there and it was so strong that it made me feel whole at every deep breath that I took. I think I might be addicted to him.

We decided to take in a revulsion movie tonight. It 's a film Jake has been meaning to learn for a while and I comply even if I 'm not into this sort of writing style. I keep holding on to Jake 's weapons system all throughout the movie and covering my oculus with them during the scariest component part. Jake ca n't help but laugh softly every once in a piece which makes me find embarrassed. When the movie ends, Jake gets up to channelize to bed and places a kiss on my forehead as if to wish goodnight to find a pouty son with pup dog oculus still embarrassed that a moving picture got him this scared. Jake stops and holds my face in his script and asks :

'' What 's the subject kiddo ? ``

'' I 'm dash '' I mumble.

'' Awww, I did n't know you 'd be this sensitive to this kind 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 next time we can learn 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 `` worried '' maybe you could sleep with me tonight. I do n't need 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 awkward to be sleeping with Jake so I give extra thought to what I'll wear to bed with him. I usually sleep in loose gym shortstop and a t-shirt and that 's what I decided to outwear today too. I think I should n't change my drug abuse or he might get suspicious that I might be unquiet for the wrong reasonableness. 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 shorts and lays down next to me, maybe he thought it was n't appropriate to kip defenseless beside me. I really wouldn't psyche if he did. Wow, that thought is a bit startling, if I'm having these form of intellection, maybe it 's for the best that he decided to transfer 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 lounge. He lifts his head a bit and susurration in my ear `` Is this OK ? ''. To which I vigorously nod and hold myself to his body.

Jake is larger than me, it's clear we don't share 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. matter are good as they are.

I wake up in the aurora to the honorable night's sleep I've had since my parents'divorce and an empty side of the bed. I lift my head and notification the odor coming from the kitchen. Jake is preparing breakfast. I'm really a lucky guy.

"first light, kiddo. How did you catch some Z's ?"

"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 sleep with Jake but I can't get the best a flimsy horse sense of shame I feel about it. I want Jake to agree me all night, I want to feel his passion and his breathing place on my neck but something tells me it's wrong. I shouldn't be feeling like this about a man, I'm a flat guy anyway, aren't I ? And Jake is my father. I shouldn't be feeling like this about my father.

After a few twenty-four hour period, as we're having dinner,

'' What 's wrong ? You almost did n't adjoin your solid food. '' sea dog says.

'' It 's embarrassing… My stomach hurts…"

"Is it dyspepsia ? Want me to get some medication for you ?"

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

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

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

'' She had to loosen up your shy bowel. She used the thermometer's end and you 'd normally go after one or two session of that, it was the MD who recommended it since you could n't take any laxatives. We do n't have any laxatives at family, 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 double-dyed ? My body does feel uncomfortable, the Oklahoman I solve this the right. Are you surely you 're ok with it ? ``

'' Listen, you 're my son. Nothing that comes from you can gross me out. Did you leave all those times I cleaned up after you 've vomited ? You always had a raw stomach."

"Hhaa… TMI ! ! !"

"Hahaha ! Go on, saltation 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 adjacent to me and says `` go on, turn around ''. I do as he says and I can finger his helping hand touching mine as he helps me slide down my boxershorts. He rolls over the towel and situation it under me as to advance my bottom. I feel extra exposed as if being naked in front line of him was n't enough. It does make up me experience tingly inside which is rather contradictory.



He starts by applying some vaseline on my maw and rubbing it thoroughly. He 's very entitle but firm at the Lapp clock time, I ca n't help oneself but get a bit startled by noticing my cock twitching at the touch modality of Jake's finger on my yap. Just by rubbing my asshole this man can make me have a sexual reaction. I think I'm in big bother.

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