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 to the lowest degree come nursing home to him after a long day of studying. It was honestly the most thoughtful thing anyone has ever done for me and I was extremely thankful. He did n't have to do all this, he could have just lived his new living 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 show my love and gratitude for him in dissimilar ways.

I was never a very affectionate somebody, I always thought I had to save my distance from men so that there would n't be any misunderstanding about my intimate preference, but now I see myself doing matter quite out of case for me. I don't know if the divorcement brought back some insecurities or if Jake has really warmed my pump even further with his decision to support me through this difficult clip. The unknown thing is, they feel so natural. It 's like there 's something pulling me towards Jake. When we 're at domicile, I ca n't help oneself but be near him and touch him every opportunity that I get.

I think he started to observe this change and has started to embrace it or so I 'd like to think. I have become a complete soft boy, a prostitute for Jake 's attention which makes me sick to my stomach and at the Same time bore for more.

Now, whenever I get family, I search the whole apartment for him just so that I can hug him and give him a candy kiss on his cheek. The showtime time I did this, Jake was very surprised since I had never kissed him before and only hugged him on peculiar occasions. I think the shock has completely blown over because now he has been kissing me back. He holds my neck in his two manpower and topographic point an intense, longsighted kiss on my cheek. 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 piffling lazy I leave Jake finishing it up by himself and lay on the lounge with my legs still hanging trying to choose something to watch. Jake will then add up and sit next to me only to see me scoot to hold 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 firm CVA. This always brings butterflies to my tummy and that 's why I keep on doing it in the expectation Jake will react like this every time. I think he noticed my gasp when he first did it and has continued to do it roll in the hay what he might experience 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-bodied to be without this `` us time '' anymore. Whenever we don't get to do it for some cause 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 dingy wash just so I could feel his scent. I feel a bit of pity admitting this but that night I slept holding on to one of his t-shirts. I could feel a little bit of his swither and a hint of his cologne but his flavour was there and it was so strong that it made me feel whole at every deep breathing time that I took. I think I might be addicted to him.

We decided to watch a horror movie tonight. It 's a movie Jake has been meaning to watch over for a while and I comply even if I 'm not into this sorting of writing style. I keep holding on to Jake 's arms all throughout the moving picture and covering my optic with them during the shivery parts. Jake ca n't avail but chuckle every once in a while which makes me feel embarrassed. When the film ends, Jake gets up to lead to bed and places a kiss on my forehead as if to wish well goodnight to find a pouty son with puppy dog eye still embarrassed that a movie got him this scared. Jake stops and holds my face in his hands and asks :

'' What 's the topic kiddo ? ``

'' I 'm scared '' I mumble.

'' Awww, I did n't be intimate you 'd be this sensitive to this kind of moving picture. I promise I wo n't take in them anymore with you. Are you gon na be OK ? ``

'' Yeah ... it 's just that it 's saturnine. Maybe next time we can check them during the day ? ... ``

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

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

'' Yeah, you should ! take heed, if you 're that `` apprehensive '' maybe you could slumber with me tonight. I do n't require you losing any sleep and affecting your public presentation at school. What do you say ? ``

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

I'm a bit arouse but awkward to be sleeping with Jake so I give duplicate intellection to what I'll wear to bed with him. I usually sleep in loose gym shorts and a jersey and that 's what I decided to wear today too. I think I should n't transfer my wont or he might get suspicious that I might be uneasy for the wrong ground. 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 bathroom wearing pugilist shorts and lays down following to me, maybe he thought it was n't appropriate to catch some Z's naked beside me. I really wouldn't idea if he did. Wow, that thought is a bit startling, if I'm having these kinds of idea, maybe it 's for the best that he decided to change his nightly attire.

We settle down and he, instinctively, puts his implements of war around my waist and clout me towards him just like he does when we 're on the couch. He lifts his head a bit and voicelessness in my ear `` Is this OK ? ''. To which I vigorously nod and suit myself to his body.

Jake is bigger than me, it's clear we don't share the Lapplander 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 safe as they are.

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

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

"Morning… I hadn't slept this wellspring in a yearn time."

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

Obviously, I get shy about it. I really want to go catch some Z's with Jake but I can't get the better of a slight sense of shame I feel about it. I want Jake to concord me all night, I want to finger his warmth and his breath on my neck but something tells me it's wrong. I shouldn't be feeling like this about a man, I'm a straightforward guy anyway, aren't I ? And Jake is my don. I shouldn't be feeling like this about my father.

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

'' What 's haywire ? You almost did n't touch your food. '' manual laborer says.

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

"Is it indigestion ? 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 Clarence Day. ''

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

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

'' She had to undo up your shy intestines. She used the thermometer's end and you 'd normally go after one or two sitting of that, it was the MD who recommended it since you could n't get hold of any laxatives. We do n't cause 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 gross ? My body does feel uncomfortable, the Sooner I solve this the better. Are you sure you 're ok with it ? ``

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

"Hhaa… TMI ! ! !"

"Hahaha ! Go on, startle on the bed and we 'll take guardianship 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 slither down my shorts. He rolls over the towel and berth it under me as to upgrade my fanny. I feel extra exposed as if being naked in front end of him was n't enough. It does make me feel tingly inside which is rather contradictory.



He starts by applying some vaseline on my hole and rubbing it thoroughly. He 's very soft but firm at the Lapplander sentence, I ca n't help but get a bit startled by noticing my cock twitching at the touch of Jake's finger on my hole. Just by rubbing my asshole this man can make me sustain a sexual reaction. I think I'm in big trouble.

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