Jake is a very sensitive person, he noticed straight away that I was having a very hard sentence so he rented a station near my campus so that I could at least occur habitation to him after a longsighted day of studying. It was honestly the most thoughtful 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 biography without going out of his way for me but he didn't. I 'm glad he chose me above all else.

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

I was never a very lovesome person, I always thought I had to observe my distance from men so that there would n't be any misinterpretation about my sexual orientation, 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 heart even further with his decision to support me through this unmanageable time. The strange thing 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 touch him every chance that I get.

I think he started to notice this change and has started to cover it or so I 'd like to imagine. I have become a complete balmy boy, a lady of pleasure for Jake 's attention which makes me honk to my stomach and at the like clock time eagre for more.

Now, whenever I get dwelling, I search the altogether flat for him just so that I can hug him and give him a kiss on his nerve. The first time I did this, Jake was very surprised since I had never kissed him before and only hugged him on special affair. 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 acute, long kiss on my cheek. Every time he does that I just feel like hugging him rigorous 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 slight lazy I leave Jake finish it up by himself and lay on the sofa with my legs still hanging trying to choose something to watch. Jake will then occur and sit next to me only to see me shoot to reconcile him laying behind me. As soon as he lays completely down, he wraps his arm around my shank and pulls me into him in a firmly stroke. This always brings butterflies to my stomach and that 's why I keep on doing it in the expectation Jake will respond like this every sentence. I think he noticed my pant when he first did it and has continued to do it knowing what he might hold been making me feel.

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

I seem to not be able to be without this `` us sentence '' 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 feel his mite, his smell. Once I caught myself going through his unclean laundry just so I could finger his olfactory property. I feel a bit of shame admitting this but that night I slept holding on to one of his t-shirts. I could feel a small bit of his sweat and a hint of his cologne but his smell was there and it was so strong that it made me feel wholly at every deep breathing time that I took. I think I might be addicted to him.

We decided to follow a horror flick tonight. It 's a movie Jake has been meaning to look on for a spell and I comply even if I 'm not into this sort of music genre. I keep holding on to Jake 's arms all throughout the movie and covering my eyes with them during the scariest parts. Jake ca n't help oneself but chuckle every once in a while which makes me sense embarrassed. When the motion picture ends, Jake gets up to direct to bed and places a osculation on my forehead as if to wish goodnight to find a pouty son with pup dog eyes still embarrassed that a motion picture got him this scared. Jake full stop and holds my face in his helping hand and asks :

'' What 's the subject kiddo ? ``

'' I 'm scared '' 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 black. Maybe adjacent 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 sleep with me tonight. I do n't require you losing any sopor and affecting your operation at school. What do you say ? ``

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

I'm a bit excited but uneasy to be sleeping with Jake so I give additional intellection to what I'll wearable 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 shady that I might be restless for the legal injury 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 can wearing boxer short and lays down adjacent to me, maybe he thought it was n't appropriate to catch some Z's naked beside me. I really wouldn't brain if he did. Wow, that thought is a bit startling, if I'm having these variety of thought, 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 wrench me towards him just like he does when we 're on the sofa. He lifts his headspring a bit and rustling in my ear `` Is this OK ? ''. To which I vigorously nod and suit myself to his body.

Jake is great than me, it's unclutter we don't plowshare 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 aurora to the unspoilt night's kip I've had since my parents'divorce and an hollow side of the bed. I lift my head and notice the smell coming from the kitchen. Jake is preparing breakfast. I'm really a lucky guy.

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

"Morning… I hadn't slept this fountainhead in a foresighted time."

"Wonderful, wonderful. You can slumber with me whenever you want. Don't feeling 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 svelte sense of shame I feel about it. I want Jake to hold me all dark, I want to find his warmth and his breath on my neck but something William Tell me it's untimely. I shouldn't be feeling like this about a man, I'm a straightaway guy anyway, aren't I ? And Jake is my Padre. I shouldn't be feeling like this about my father.

After a few daylight, as we're having dinner party,

'' What 's awry ? You almost did n't contact your food. '' Jack says.

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

"Is it indigestion ? desire me to get some medicament for you ?"

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

'' Hahaha, nix to be embarrassed about ! You used to be like that as a tike when something was bothering you. Your mother used to serve 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 fetch the poppycock to do what your female parent did when you got like this. ``

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

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

'' Wo n't it be unearthly or gross ? My body does feel uncomfortable, the sooner I solve this the bettor. Are you sure enough you 're ok with it ? ``

'' Listen, you 're my son. cipher 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 sensible stomach."

"Hhaa… TMI ! ! !"

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

Jake comes with a thermometer in his bridge player, 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 helping hand touching mine as he helps me slide down my shorts. He rolls over the towel and places it under me as to elevate my underside. I feel extra exposed as if being naked in front line of him was n't enough. It does bring in me palpate tingly inside which is rather contradictory.



He starts by applying some vaseline on my hole and rubbing it thoroughly. He 's very gentle but firm at the Sami metre, I ca n't help but get a bit startled by noticing my cock twitch at the touch of Jake's finger on my yap. Just by rubbing my asshole this man can make me get a intimate chemical reaction. I think I'm in big trouble.

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