Jake is a very spiritualist person, he noticed straight away that I was having a very tough time so he rented a office near my campus so that I could at least cum family to him after a long day of studying. It was honestly the most paying attention thing anyone has ever done for me and I was extremely grateful. He did n't possess to do all this, he could throw just lived his new life 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 time with him than I used to and present my love and gratitude for him in unlike ways.

I was never a very tender individual, I always thought I had to preserve 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 reference for me. I don't know if the divorcement brought back some insecurities or if Jake has really warmed my center even further with his conclusion to patronise me through this difficult time. The strange thing is, they feel so rude. It 's like there 's something pulling me towards Jake. When we 're at place, I ca n't help oneself but be near him and touch him every opportunity that I get.

I think he started to mark this variety and has started to embrace it or so I 'd like to think. I have become a double-dyed soft boy, a whore for Jake 's care which makes me sick to my stomach and at the same fourth dimension eagre for more.

Now, whenever I get domicile, I search the unit apartment for him just so that I can hug him and afford him a kiss on his impudence. The first clip I did this, Jake was very surprised since I had never kissed him before and only hugged him on special occasion. I think the shock has completely blown over because now he has been kissing me back. He holds my neck in his two hired hand and topographic point an intense, long buss on my impudence. Every meter 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 short lazy I leave Jake finishing it up by himself and lay on the sofa with my wooden leg still hanging trying to opt something to watch. Jake will then come and sit adjacent to me only to see me scoot to suit him laying behind me. As soon as he lays completely down, he wraps his arm around my waist and extract me into him in a firm stroke. This always brings butterfly stroke to my stomach and that 's why I keep on doing it in the expectation Jake will react like this every clock time. I think he noticed my gasp when he first did it and has continued to do it be intimate what he might have been making me feel.

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

I seem to not be capable 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 find his tactile sensation, his smell. Once I caught myself going through his dirty washing just so I could feel his scent. I feel a bit of shame admitting this but that night I slept holding on to one of his tee shirt. I could feel a picayune bit of his stew and a hint of his cologne water but his olfactory property was there and it was so strong that it made me palpate totally at every deep breath that I took. I think I might be addicted to him.

We decided to find out a horror movie tonight. It 's a film Jake has been meaning to watch for a spell and I comply even if I 'm not into this sort of genre. I keep holding on to Jake 's blazon all throughout the movie and covering my eyes with them during the scariest parts. Jake ca n't serve but laugh softly every once in a patch which makes me feel embarrassed. When the moving picture ends, Jake gets up to manoeuvre to bed and places a kiss on my forehead as if to wish goodnight to retrieve a pouty son with pup dog eyes still embarrassed that a movie got him this scared. Jake stops and holds my boldness in his paw and asks :

'' What 's the issue kiddo ? ``

'' I 'm scared '' I mumble.

'' Awww, I did n't make love you 'd be this sensitive to this kind of picture. 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 prison term we can look out 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 catch some Z's with me tonight. I do n't desire you losing any sleep and affecting your carrying out 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 thought process to what I'll vesture to bed with him. I usually sleep in loose gym short and a t-shirt and that 's what I decided to wear down today too. I think I should n't change my habits or he might get leery 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 lavatory wearing packer shorts and lays down next to me, maybe he thought it was n't appropriate to catch some Z's naked beside me. I really wouldn't mind if he did. Wow, that thought is a bit startling, if I'm having these sort of thoughts, maybe it 's for the skillful that he decided to switch his nightly attire.

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

Jake is larger than me, it's clear we don't portion the like DNA. Growing up I always wanted to be like him. Right now, being in this military position makes me just want to be with him. thing are honorable as they are.

I wake up in the morning to the best nighttime's sleep I've had since my parents'divorcement and an vacate side of the bed. I lift my foreland and notice the smell coming from the kitchen. Jake is preparing breakfast. I'm really a favorable guy.

"Morning, kiddo. How did you sleep ?"

"Morning… I hadn't slept this well in a long 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 slight sensation of shame I feel about it. I want Jake to hold me all Nox, I want to feel his warmth and his breather on my neck but something Tell me it's unseasonable. I shouldn't be feeling like this about a man, I'm a unbowed guy anyway, aren't I ? And Jake is my beginner. I shouldn't be feeling like this about my father.

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

'' What 's wrong ? You almost did n't touch your intellectual nourishment. '' Jack says.

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

"Is it indigestion ? Want me to get some music 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 shaver when something was bothering you. Your mother used to help 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 bring the stuff to do what your mother did when you got like this. ``

'' What did she do ? I do n't call up. ''

'' She had to loose up your shy intestines. She used the thermometer's end and you 'd normally go after one or two sessions of that, it was the medico who recommended it since you could n't take any laxatives. We do n't take any laxatives at 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 weird or gross ? My body does feel uncomfortable, the Sooner I solve this the just. Are you for certain you 're ok with it ? ``

'' Listen, you 're my son. Nothing that comes from you can unadulterated me out. Did you draw a blank all those fourth dimension I cleaned up after you 've vomited ? You always had a tender stomach."

"Hhaa… TMI ! ! !"

"Hahaha ! Go on, jump 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 find his paw touching mine as he helps me skid down my shorts. 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 line of him was n't enough. It does build me feel tingly inside which is rather contradictory.



He starts by applying some vaseline on my hole and rubbing it thoroughly. He 's very lenify but house at the same metre, I ca n't help but get a bit startled by noticing my prick twitching at the touch of Jake's finger on my maw. Just by rubbing my arse this man can make me have a intimate reaction. I think I'm in big trouble.

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