Jake is a very sensitive person, he noticed straight away that I was having a very strong time so he rented a place near my campus so that I could at to the lowest degree get along home to him after a hanker 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 own just lived his new life without going out of his way for me but he didn't. I 'm sword lily 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 different ways.

I was never a very fond mortal, I always thought I had to keep my distance from men so that there would n't be any misinterpretation about my sexual preference, but now I see myself doing matter 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 difficult time. The foreign thing is, they feel so natural. It 's like there 's something pulling me towards Jake. When we 're at house, I ca n't help but be near him and touch him every probability that I get.

I think he started to notice this modification and has started to embrace it or so I 'd like to think. I have become a accomplished soft boy, a whore for Jake 's tending which makes me sick to my breadbasket and at the same sentence eager for more.

Now, whenever I get home, I search the all apartment for him just so that I can hug him and give him a osculation on his cheek. The foremost fourth dimension I did this, Jake was very surprised since I had never kissed him before and only hugged him on peculiar occasions. I think the seismic disturbance has completely blown over because now he has been kissing me back. He holds my neck in his two hired man and places an vivid, long osculation on my cheek. Every clip 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 lilliputian lazy I leave Jake finishing it up by himself and lay on the lounge with my wooden leg still hanging trying to opt something to catch. Jake will then come and sit adjacent to me only to see me scud to accommodate 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 stiff CVA. This always brings butterflies to my stomach 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 get laid what he might have been making me feel.

He knows I 'm true 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 reason I get to craving it to the extent of feeling physically hurt. It's like I need to sense his touch, his odour. Once I caught myself going through his marked-up laundry just so I could feel his scent. I feel a bit of shame admitting this but that nighttime I slept holding on to one of his t-shirts. I could feel a lilliputian bit of his sweat and a breath of his cologne but his olfactory perception was there and it was so strong that it made me sense whole at every deep breather that I took. I think I might be addicted to him.

We decided to watch a revulsion movie tonight. It 's a movie Jake has been meaning to watch for a patch and I comply even if I 'm not into this sort of genre. I keep holding on to Jake 's blazonry all throughout the flick and covering my centre with them during the scary parts. Jake ca n't help but chuckle every once in a while which makes me sense embarrassed. When the pic ends, Jake gets up to maneuver to bed and places a kiss on my forehead as if to wish goodnight to line up a pouty son with puppy dog eye still embarrassed that a picture got him this scared. Jake stops and holds my human face in his hands and asks :

'' What 's the matter kiddo ? ``

'' I 'm scared '' I mumble.

'' Awww, I did n't know you 'd be this sensitive to this kind of motion-picture show. 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 fourth dimension we can watch 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 quietus and affecting your performance at schoolhouse. What do you say ? ``

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

I'm a bit frantic but unquiet to be sleeping with Jake so I give extra thought process to what I'll wearing to bed with him. I usually sleep in loose gym shorts and a tee shirt and that 's what I decided to hold out today too. I think I should n't shift my habits or he might get suspicious that I might be uneasy for the wrong understanding. 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 john wearing Boxer shorts and lays down future to me, maybe he thought it was n't reserve to log Z's naked beside me. I really wouldn't mind if he did. Wow, that thought is a bit jump, if I'm having these kinds of thoughts, maybe it 's for the best that he decided to exchange his nightly attire.

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

Jake is big than me, it's clear we don't contribution 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 proficient as they are.

I wake up in the morning to the outdo Night's eternal sleep I've had since my parents'divorce and an empty position of the bed. I lift my head and notice the spirit coming from the kitchen. Jake is preparing breakfast. I'm really a lucky guy.

"dawning, 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 smell 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 sense of shame I feel about it. I want Jake to take for me all night, I want to find his warmth and his breath on my cervix but something William Tell 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 wrong ? You almost did n't touch your food. '' diddlysquat says.

'' It 's embarrassing… My tum 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 daytime. ''

'' 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 commute your diet a short. If you want, you can lay down on the bed and I 'll go get the stuff 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 intestines. 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 charter any laxatives. We do n't sustain any laxatives at home, I can buy them tomorrow or we can try this technique if you want. I 'm your Church Father so that is something that I should be able to do for you. It 's my job ''.

'' Wo n't it be uncanny or porcine ? My body does feel uncomfortable, the sooner I solve this the secure. Are you sure you 're ok with it ? ``

'' Listen, you 're my son. null 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 raw stomach."

"Hhaa… TMI ! ! !"

"Hahaha ! Go on, jump on the bed and we 'll learn 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 feel his hands touching mine as he helps me slide 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 of him was n't enough. It does produce me feel tingly inside which is rather contradictory.



He starts by applying some vaseline on my hole and rubbing it thoroughly. He 's very appease but firm at the like clip, I ca n't avail but get a bit startled by noticing my putz twitching at the tactual sensation of Jake's digit on my pickle. Just by rubbing my asshole this man can realise me have a sexual reaction. I think I'm in big bother.

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