The following is a work of fiction and is the property of the author. If you are looking to get off quick, read something else. This story is presented in serial form and you'll read background, before you get any mind-blowing sex scenes. If you are bothered by same sex relationships, read no farther. This is a story about the interaction of males with each other in a fictional setting. It's a story with some sex, not sex with some story.
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Loving Tyler's Dad - 1.2
CHAPTER 2
Somewhere in the back of my brain something told me to open my eyes. It was a fight, but I finally managed to get one half open. I was laying in my bed on my stomach with my head turned to the right. As my vision focused I realized what I was looking at were two big bright blue eyes looking into my half open one. Below those two bright blue eyes was a button nose and a big toothy grin on a bright shiny face.
"I go pee now." the little voice wormed its way into my brain. It rattled around for a moment and forced both my eyes wide.
"Okay, Ty." I told him. "Uncle Justin's coming. Hold on guy." I pushed myself up out of bed and just about fell head over heels as my foot caught on the sheet. "Hold on Tyler, I'm coming."
Half an hour later I had my coffee and Tyler was nearly full as we sat at the dining room table. Not having any boxed cereal I made him some oatmeal with a generous sprinkling of brown sugar and he devoured it in short order. Next were two pieces of toast with some very expensive imported jam on them. All that with a small glass of orange juice and a medium glass of milk finally slowed him down to the point that he was playing with the crust of the last half piece of toast. I tried putting a little more jam on it, but he was licking the jam off and handing it back to me for more jam.
"Tyler. Tyler where are you." we heard Davis calling out. There was an urgency in his voice.
"He's out here with me." I yelled back. Davis came scurrying out looking concerned as he oriented himself to our location.
"Tyler, you aren't suppose to go anywhere without waking me." Davis said, scolding the boy.
"He came to get me a while ago." I told him. "He had to go pee and he was hungry." The worried look remained on Davis' face. "What is wrong ?" I asked, concerned that there was a problem I didn't know about.
"We need to talk." Davis said, not looking at me.
"All right." I conceded. "Let me wash Tyler's hands and face and get him his toys to keep him occupied. You must need to go pee, I know I do. Let's get that done, I'll get you a coffee and a straw and then we can sit and talk." I got up and proceeded to do what I had suggested. When I went into the bathroom to pee Davis hadn't come in so I figured he must not need to go. I fixed coffee for both of us and set his up with a straw at the table. Tyler was busy playing when I sat back down with Davis.
"What happened between us last night," he started, "should never have happened. I thought you were going to just jerk me off like a buddy. You made love to me. Your a fag. One of those queer guys."
"The preferred term is gay." I clarified for him. "Is that a problem ? It seemed to work out for you pretty well last night."
"You've done lots for us." he continued. "You knew right from the start I couldn't repay you. I've thought it over and if getting your help means letting you use me and my body then so be it. You can do what you want to me, but I won't have you using Tyler. I'm telling you now, if you touch Tyler in any way I'll come after you." I sat and stared at him trying to understand the emotions he was feeling. He sat nervously waiting for my response, a look of determination on his brow. I don't know what he thought he would do if I became furious and threw him out. I don't think he had thought this through very carefully. He was working on raw emotions.
"Davis, I think if your comments weren't so absurdly ignorant I would be greatly offended." I told him. "First of all, I'm a homosexual, not a pedophile. I don't chase after or get excited by little kids. If anyone ever touches or harms Tyler in any way you'll have to be damn quick to go after them before I get a chance to destroy them. I like Tyler because he is a sweet adorable little boy, not some perverse sex object." The expression on his face was changing from that of hard resolve to uncertainty.
"I didn't mean....." he started.
"Secondly," I cut him off, "you better have a closer look at what happened between us last night. It was consensual. You could have said `no' at any time. I did for you last night what you needed and wanted. You enjoyed it and so did I. Now you feel guilty and you're trying to make out it was some type of payment to relieve your conscience. Well it wasn't. I'm attracted to you, I always have been. Yesterday I didn't know it was you I was going to see until you answered the door. I like to think I would have helped anyone who was in your situation. I just enjoyed it more because it was you and quite honestly if it were someone else I likely would have arranged for them to be cared for in their home rather than bringing them here. I can still arrange that if you so choose. You will have to decide and tell me. I'm going to go and get dressed now." Davis' face was now totally in confusion. I wondered how he was going to resolve this problem but knew that he had to do it for himself. I headed for my bedroom, but before I made it there Davis called to me. I turned around and looked back at him.
"Justin, will you please help me in the bathroom ?" he asked. I nodded and met him at the bathroom door. We went through the routine of my getting him ready and my aiming him. He started to piss.
"Last night scared the shit out of me." he told me. "It was the best sex I've ever had. I didn't know what to think about how I felt."
"You were very excited." I suggested. "You've had a trauma and you were starting to relax after three very stressful days. I don't think you should worry about something like that. Just enjoy it."
"I get hard when I see you." he confided. "I have ever since the first time in the Financial Office." As he spoke his penis was firming and extending. He had completed emptying his bladder and I placed him back into his pajamas.
"Let me get dressed and then I'll dress Tyler and help you." I said. I left him standing at the toilet.
After getting the crew dressed and some toast into Davis we bundled up for the cold weather. First stop was my Barber. With much complaining from Davis about my paying for the haircuts, he and Tyler were clipped and styled. Next stop was at Davis' apartment. It looked like a different place. The cleaners had gone through the entire apartment. Everything sparkled. They had even washed the windows.
"If you would prefer to stay here, I will go and pick up your belongings from my apartment." I told Davis. "I can have a visiting nurse and housekeeper come in to help you. We'll even make it a female nurse if that will make you more comfortable." Davis looked at me for a long time.
"What do you want to do ?" he asked.
"I prefer to continue looking after you and Tyler myself," I answered, "but this isn't about me. This has to be what you want, what you can feel comfortable with and what you think is best for you and Tyler." While I was speaking Tyler waddled over to me still in his snow suit and wrapped his arms around my leg.
"I go pee now." he announced. He started bouncing up and down, rubbing himself against me like some excited dog.
"Okay, Buddy." I said and quickly removed his snow suit. We went into the `john' and he did his thing. When we came back out Davis was still standing where I had left him. I looked over at him and there were tears running down his cheeks.
"Justin." he said. "Could we please stay with you for as long as you'll have us ?"
"That could prove to be a very long stay." I replied. I walked over to Davis and he wrapped his arms around me and put his head on my shoulder. I hugged him back.
"I'm really sorry." he whispered to me. "Will you help me to understand about some of these feeling I'm having ?"
"How be we work together and see what we can find out ?" I suggested. Davis nodded and we separated. We checked the refrigerator and removed the few perishables to take with us. Some personal items I had overlooked yesterday were collected. On the way back to my apartment we stopped at a grocery store and picked up some fresh vegetables and fruits. A few of Ty's favourite things were included in our shopping.
It was lunch time and I asked Davis whether he preferred a restaurant or a fast food place. He told me Ty's preference and we made a slight detour to have lunch at the golden arches restaurant. Ty had a climb and stretch in the playroom after we all ate and we sat just outside the door where two pair of eyes could follow his every move.
"I've never been attracted to a man before," Davis told me, "but I wanted you so badly last night it scared me. The way you made me feel was more than I have ever felt with anyone. I could become addicted to you and I've never been dependent on anything or anybody in my whole life. Because of that I did what you said this morning. I tried to make our action a payment I was forced to give, but I know it's not true. If you offered again, I'd be there willingly in a flash."
"And what do you think would happen if you offered ?" I questioned. We had been speaking while we both were watching Tyler play. Davis now turned and looked at me while I continued to watch his son.
"How would I dare ?" he asked me back. "If you said yes', I would be headed toward being dependent on a man for sexual pleasure and if you said no', I don't know how I could handle the rejection. I'm a man. I've got a dick and a son and I fuck and I pee standing up and I'm just not one of those fairy types. And I look at you and you're a man in the same ways but you are one of those types but you're really not. And I don't understand but I want you. I want to hold you and kiss you and touch your body and last night I even thought about fucking you and having you inside of me and this morning it scared me to death."
"Davis, I can't sit here and tell you something easy to untie the big knot you're wound into." I counseled. "All I can do is tell you I care very much about you and if you need time or my help and understanding or anything else I can provide then I'll be there for you. If after you sort this out you need me as a friend and not a lover then I'll still be there. I have patience and the assurance of knowing I already love you, so I don't care how long it takes. Just being with you can be enough for me if it has to be." He was quiet, thinking again. He turned back and watched Ty as he mulled everything over in his mind.
One more stop on our journey. I pulled into a place which specialized in kid's stuff. I bought a car seat for Tyler, a booster seat so he could sit at the table and be at a descent height to see his meal and a toilet seat he could use. We strolled through the store and I took note of the things that caught his eye. After all, we were only three shopping days away from Christmas.
It was just a short trip back home. Tyler was just about asleep when we arrived in the garage so I carried him up to the apartment and put him down for a nap. Davis stayed with him while I went back and retrieved our groceries and packages from the car. By the time I hauled everything in Tyler was fast asleep and so was his Dad, stretched out on the bed beside him. I was beginning to think that my big boy hadn't slept too well last night, tossing and turning with his head full of thoughts and questions. I put the groceries and purchases away and picked out what we would have for dinner.
After my work was done, I put a movie in the DVD and sat on the couch with my feet up. About an hour and a quarter into the film Davis wandered out of his bedroom and came over to sit beside me on the couch. After a few minutes he turn sideways and lay down with his legs stretched out and his head in my lap. I lay my hand on his chest. We were very comfortable and to see us you would think we were an old established couple. The movie ended and I realized that Davis was staring at my face.
"If Ty and I were to stay a while, how would we manage ?" he asked. I looked at him puzzled. "There are only two bedrooms and I don't plan on sleeping with Ty forever."
"Well, I'm still hopeful at this point when you get big enough to leave Ty you might decide to sleep with me," I said, "but if that doesn't work out, there's two more bedrooms, an office and a storage room over there." I pointed to a hallway running down from the spare bedroom's door.
"What about the rent ?" he questioned further.
"There is none. I own it." I told him.
"Oh, you own the apartment, it's a condo." he clarified.
"The building." I said quietly.
"You own the fuckin' building ?" he repeated in a somewhat louder tone.
"It's an investment." I explained.
"Unc Jus, I go pee now." a little voice said from beside me. As well as almost startling the shit out of us, Tyler also gave me a much needed excuse to get out of this conversation.
"We're not through." Davis called after me as I followed Ty into the `john'. When I returned he was sitting up on the couch. He asked me to turn on the television and find a kid's channel Ty liked to watch. Once Ty was settled in front of the screen I sat beside him and he turned to me.
"I won't be kept." he asserted. "I have to pay my own way. You paid for everything today, not just for Ty, but for me too."
"I have a lot of money, Davis." I responded. "I won't live at one level and have my lover/partner/friend/whatever and his son live at a lesser one and I like living at my level. I don't spend needlessly, but when I want something I do spend. How would it be if we split the groceries ?"
"You mean today ?" he asked.
"Let's talk in terms of `as long as you're here'." I offered. "Seeing as you said that's for as long as I'll have you, then we're talking more about a permanent arrangement."
We talked away most of the afternoon. We discussed our likes and dislikes which turned out to be very similar. We talked about Ty's daycare and his eventual schooling. I made it clear Ty would be going to a private school and I would be paying for it. Davis resisted for show, but he knew it would be the best possible thing for Ty and his education, so in the end he agreed to me having my way. We talked some more about sharing expenses and I reminded him that while he was in school he had to be realistic about his finances. I knew he equated this with his independence and feelings about being a man and tried to accommodate him in every way possible.
During our talk Tyler alternated between watching his cartoons and checking on what we were doing. Every so often he would come and crawl up on one of our laps and sit quietly with us for a few minutes before deciding everything was fine. He would slide down to the floor again and trot over to see what his toys were doing or if the television was interesting. He was a really tremendous kid.
A test drive in mid-afternoon of Tyler's new toilet seat resulted in his absolute refusal to pee sitting down. After placing him on the seat he would sit there looking at me with the most disgusted expression on his face. As soon as I took him off it I would be told the familiar, "I go pee now." and when I finally held him up to the bowl he produced enough liquid to make me wonder how he had kept from exploding.
Dinner was a matter of heating prepared packages. It was easy, tasty and filling. Davis informed me that when he had the use of his hands again, I would find he was a good cook. As we expected, Ty's favourite part of the meal was dessert. I had purchased some chocolate cake and he demolished a chunk of it. There was definitely more of it on his face, in his hair and up his nose than he took in through his mouth, but he had lots of fun eating it. He was hauled directly from the dinner table into the bath tub. It amazed me how much I enjoyed everything about Ty. I had never considered myself as lonely, but after 24 hours I was wondering how I was going to manage without him around if it came to that.
Ty went directly into his pajamas and Davis and I played with him, giving him our undivided attention until his bed time. We both received hugs and kisses and then I tucked him into bed. His Dad lay down next to him and ten minutes later Ty had entered his nightly dream world. Davis joined me on the couch and we had our coffee as we looked out over the lights of the city through the large glass wall of the living room.
"Any plans for this evening ?" Davis asked.
"We need to clean you up a bit." I said. "You need to be wiped off and soaked again. Then more cream applied if you're still as sore."
"How do you want to do it ?" he questioned.
"I don't know about you, but I prefer to shave and shower in the morning." I told him.
"That suits me, if it's not too much for you doing me at the same time." he informed me. "Ty's no problem. Once he's been to the bathroom, he'll wait to eat if the TV is on. That's when I usually look after myself and get dressed."
"Well it shouldn't be a problem getting ready as long as you behave yourself and don't try to realize any of your erotic fantasies about me." I teased him. Davis gave me this wide eyed look and then seemed to grasp that I was kidding him and he blushed. "Well after all, you know what a horny bastard you can be." He turned even redder.
"The sad part about it," he confessed, "is I can be exactly that way in the morning."
"I guess the answer will have to be we make sure you're well used up from the night before." I taunted him. He glanced at me and then blushed even more.
We went into the Master Bath and I undressed Davis. There was nothing sensual or sexual about this, we were trying to get past some necessary business in the easiest, least intrusive way. I checked the area to which I had applied aloe cream last night and there was a marked reduction in the scalding and redness. I thought one more application might heal Davis completely. Before we could proceed, Davis indicated he felt the call of nature, so I excused myself and left him to his necessary task. This would mean one more embarrassing intrusion on him and I did not look forward to imposing it. After a while he called my name quietly.
"Are you ready ?" I asked as I entered the room trying to maintain an up attitude. He nodded. "Stand up and bend forward. We were going to have to do this anyway to clear the aloe from last night before hitting the hot tub. I guess this solves two tasks with one swipe, so to speak." I kept up a chatter while I performed the necessary task and then steered Davis into the shower. We rinsed off the day's sweat and dust and I washed his sore area thoroughly but gently then we headed for the hot tub. Once we were settled in the steamy water we both started to relax.
"Are you all right ?" I asked Davis. "What we just did can be a pretty intrusive experience."
"I'm fine." he responded. I looked at him questioning because I didn't understand how he could be. "Justin, I've come to a .....catharsis, I guess. I want you, no matter what I don't understand about the rest of it, I want to be with you and I want you with me. That means you're going to teach me about being intimate with a man. My dick and ass are going to be yours and yours will be mine. The care you've given me shows I have nothing to fear or be upset about when I'm in your hands. I'm honestly fine." He leaned back and soaked up the heat. I didn't disturb his personal introspection.
Davis was silent for about five minutes. He sat stretched out in the hot tub with his eyes closed. When he opened his eyes he looked at me.
"You never really told me about yourself last night when we were here." he stated. I told him the general outline. "Have you always been que.....I mean gay ? Have you only been with men ?"
"No." I responded. "I've always had a preference for men, but I had several girl friends while I was in college. I slept with all of them and had very intense relationships."
"And you chose to be gay ?" he asked incredulously. "Why would anyone choose to be gay ?"
"Why are you choosing to have a gay relationship with me ?" I shot back to him. "For me, it was a preference for the relationships I had with men. I get more satisfaction from the sex and more out of the relationship. I can live with a man and share. I'm not capable of that with a woman."
"I've only ever been with two people sexually, if I don't count you. I slept with each of them once. Tyler is the product of the second one. The sex was not stimulating. I could barely stay up. I'm choosing to have a relationship with you because I've never been in love, but I think I am now. You're everything I could hope for in a mate. And my kid thinks you're as great as I do." I moved around in the tub until I was beside him. Leaning over I kissed him gently. He wasn't sure about it, but he tolerated me doing it.
"I've just realized I've never really been in love before, but I'm well on the way there." I told Davis. He leaned over to me and this time he initiated the kiss. I encouraged him to have his way with my mouth and he explored very tentatively and slowly. We were reaching our 30 minute maximum in the tub. When we separated and stood to exit both of us were rigid and pointing.
Once out of the tub, we spent a few minutes rinsing off in the shower. I dried Davis off and wrapped a towel around him. Neither of our cocks had soften at all. I dried off and fastened my own towel.
"I'll go over and get your sleep wear." I told Davis.
"Did Tyler come in here and find you this morning ?" he asked.
"Yeah." I answered. "I opened my eye and he was standing by the bed staring at me."
"Well if he can find his way in here, there's no need for me to be in there." he said. "I guess I won't need my bed things tonight." He gave me a big smile. "Could I maybe stay here with you tonight ?"
"You never need to ask me a question like that." I assured him. "You can be with me whenever and for as long as you wish to be." I moved in tight against him and this time wrapping my arms around him I kissed him with an intensity which indicated the need for him I was feeling. His lips parted and I raped his mouth with my tongue taking possession of it and dominating his tongue. We broke for air, both gasping.
"I've never felt anything like this." he whispered. He leaned into me and this time he claimed control, dominating my mouth as effectively as I had just demonstrated. "I want to look at you."
I stepped back from him and he sat on the end of the bed. He motioned for me to remove my towel and I did letting it fall to the floor. He started at the top of my large, 6'2" frame with my sandy blonde hair which I wear in a business cut, off the ears, square across the back, parted on the left. Dark blue eyes are the first thing most notice about my face. My fair complexion and the long eye lashes which surround my eyes make them more noticeable. A square jaw and full lips make most consider me handsome, but I consider myself average.
I have wide, well muscled shoulders, back and arms. My chest is well defined and tan nipples stand erect with the slightest provocation. Big hands have always been a trait since childhood and I've been told they are very strong. Exercise keeps well defined six pack abs solid and my stomach flat and tight. A blonde trail runs from my navel down into long soft pubic curls. I have well developed quads and calves with a solid dusting of blonde hair to my feet.
My back is muscular and my butt is solid and hangs above the back of my legs like two hard melons. A little hair grows around my ass hole which I've been told is an inviting pink colour. There is no hair on my back half until my legs. Between my legs the space is sprinkled with short soft hair similar to my thighs.
Davis' eyes traveled from top to bottom and up again. He then stared at my genitals. My 8" circumcised cock was extended but only slightly raised. It hovered over my low hanging sac and golf ball sized testes. My sac was void of hair and was pliable, clinging to and outlining the shape of its contents.
"How am I ever going to be able to handle you ?" Davis asked. "You're a large and I'm a medium from height to dick to feet. You're going to end up crushing me but somehow I think it will be worth it." He gave me a big smile and chuckled. "C'mere" He waved me over to him.
When I moved over close in front of him, he stuck out his tongue and swabbed the big red crown of my cock. He actually surprised me doing it, but the feeling was exquisite. He repeated the motion over and over and as he did my wand extended fully and rose to point straight at him. He put his mouth over the crown and used his tongue on the entire head. I knew it was drooling precum and he was swallowing it like a trooper. I warned him softly about his teeth. He pulled off me.
"I got my mouth open as wide as I can." he said. I suggested he lick his lips and keep them moist and use them as a buffer over his teeth. He did as I suggested and went back to his task. It was much better. I placed my hands on his head as he started to bob on my shaft. I didn't want him to go too deep and gag. He was working hard and I suggested he slow down and take his time. He did and the stimulation became more intense. He continued for several minutes a steady up and down motion with his lips.
"Are you getting anywhere near cumming ?" he pulled off me and asked after about 5 minutes.
"What you're doing is really pleasurable, but it's not going to get me off." I told him. He looked disappointed.
"It's the first time I ever tried it. I'll get better, you just need to give me a chance." Davis said.
"You'll have many chances and lots of practice. Don't worry." I assured him. I went around and pulled down the bed covers exposing the sheets. Davis dropped his towel and we both climbed onto the bed. I moved over close to where he was laying on his back. Bending over him, I kissed his lips gently several times. Remembering the need for his cream I hopped out of bed and went for it.
He saw me returning with it and as I sat on his side of the bed, he rolled onto his stomach to give me access to his bottom. A wicked idea crossed my mind. I asked him to lift his butt up and he did as I requested. I parted his cheeks and found the hot tub soaking had relieved much more of the redness. I leaned forward and swabbed the length of his crack with my tongue. Davis shuddered but didn't seem certain what had happened and I did it again. This time a ragged moan came from him. I pushed my face in his crack and placing my lips over his muscle ran my tongue around it continuously.
The moans and groans from my partner indicated his appreciation of my actions. He pushed back into my face as I dragged my tongue back and forth across the soft tissue of the tight tunnel entrance. I probed and pushed on the target and slowly, very slowly it relaxed enough to let my tongue tip wiggle in. In the meantime, I lifted one of Davis' knees and moved it to the side so his legs were separated. Now I had access to his rigid shaft and I rubbed the crown and spread the ample lubrication over his cock and sac. As I stroked him I could feel his orbs lifting toward the base of his cock.
Getting up by the side of the bed I told Davis to lay over on his back. He did as I said and I climbed onto the bed straddling his hips. I moved into position and grabbed both our cocks holding them together and started stroking. The combined lubrication running out of us made it all very slippery. Stroking at a quick steady pace, I stared into Davis' flashing green eyes as he looked back into mine. I gauged where he was by his expression and as our breathing became short I moved my hand up slightly and rubbed the crowns of our cocks with each stroke. We both started shooting our pearly liquid at the same instant as Davis arched up tight against me and I pushed hard against him. This session had been in silence. The only sound in the room had been our panting and my hand pounding our cocks in rapid staccato. I fell down on top of him, retaining enough presence of mind to take my weight on my forearms and not placing it full bore on him.
Davis wrapped his arms around my neck and kissed me deeply. After several minutes, I raised up and swung myself off the edge of the bed, reclaiming the towels which we had used previously. After wiping myself I went over and mopped the puddles from Davis' neck, chest, abdomen and genitals. I pulled up the blankets as I crawled back into bed and turned out the light. Davis moved over and cuddled tight against me.
"That one would be my second best climax." he said. "Guess your just going to have to try harder."
Chapter 3
It was morning. I didn't have any blankets on and my cock was being sucked. It took me a minute to think about what was happening. I lifted my head slightly and turned it to bring Davis into view.
"I was getting in a little practice." he said. "How was I doing ?"
"Well I didn't wake up screaming," I commented, "so I guess you solved the teeth problem."
He laughed and moved up to give me a big, wet kiss. It was so nice waking up to find him in my bed. We continued to kiss and all the while his leg kept rubbing up and down against my cock keeping it stiff and ready.
"I want so much to get you off." he told me as we broke for air. "You gave me the two best climaxes of my life and I haven't even gotten you off once.
"You had no small part in my getting off last night." I responded. "Your ass keeps improving and you'll be getting me off in no time."
"Did you ever actually put any cream in there last night ?" he asked.
"Oh shit." I replied. "I got distracted." I grabbed the jar from my bed side table and Davis turned his butt to me.
"Concentrate this time." he instructed. I parted his cheeks and found that the redness was entirely gone. Looks like Dr. Justin hit on the proper treatment last night. I told Davis what the current situation was. He smiled, but I saw a bit of fear in his eyes.
"I will never hurt you," I assured him, "and we will wait until you are ready." His eyes returned to their normal sparkle and his smile was genuine. He wrapped his arms around me and squeezed. We were sitting naked in the middle of my king size bed and without any warning a little body came crawling across the bed and into his Daddy's lap. He cuddled up tight to his Dad and looked over at me with a big smile.
"Good morning, Ty." I said. "Do you need to go pee ?" That was not the right thing to ask. There was no answer, he just got off Dad and started heading for the bathroom. We had not gotten our pajamas out last night so here I am running after Ty into the bathroom, naked as the day I was born. Davis is sitting on the bed laughing at me. I should note this is far from the last time this particular situation occurred.
Davis was scheduled for an appointment at the hospital at noon to have his bandages replaced and his hands examined. We did our morning routine trying out shaving, showering and dressing while Ty watched TV and then all having breakfast together. It worked pretty well. Davis had asked about Christmas. I told him I was not against celebrating the holiday, I just didn't usually bother. He pointed out there was a small boy to be thought about and I agreed. We made a trip to his apartment to pick up the small artificial tree and ornaments he owned and also to retrieve Ty's stocking and a few gifts which Davis had hidden away.
Davis kept Ty occupied while I located the items he wanted and loaded them into the car. When we finished it was time to drive over to the hospital. Ty and I waited in the corridor while Davis was in the examination room with the Doctor and Nurses. I thought it would take awhile for them to do whatever was needed but a Nurse came over to me in about 15 minutes and told me I was wanted in the Doctor's office. I grabbed Ty and we followed the lady down the hall and were ushered through a door into a cluttered office. Davis was sitting in one of the chairs in front of a large desk and a round little man wearing a lab coat was sitting on the other side of the desk. I was introduced and sat down in a chair beside Davis. Ty seemed satisfied to sit back on my lap with his head resting on my chest watching each of us.
Davis had clean bandages on his hands so I knew the examination had been completed. The Doctor proceeded to explain to both of us Davis' hands had suffered not only damage from the flames of the fire, but also damage from some of the chemicals which had been in the lab from broken bottles which had been knocked over or had exploded from the heat. He felt two or three surgeries were going to be needed to repair tendon and muscle damage and a skin graft was going to be required on one section where the tissue had been severely damaged.
"I wanted you to know the Doctor says this is going to be ongoing for over a year." Davis told me. "It's also going to be expensive and I can't afford it."
"Yes you can." I replied. "It doesn't matter how long it takes, if you're prepared to deal with having it done nothing else is an issue." Davis was watching my face as each of us spoke and I could see he was very upset. "Doctor is this something which should be done here, or should we be going somewhere this type of injury is a specialty ?" The Doctor assured us their surgeons were very competent in hand surgery and any other place might be more expensive but would not provide any better results.
"They want to do the first procedure in two months." Davis said. I nodded. "What are we going to do about Tyler ?" I looked at him and realized he wouldn't ask me to care for the boy for reasons he had previously expressed about dependency and rejection.
"We're going to leave him right where he is now." I told Davis as Tyler sat comfortable in my lap. I could see the relief in Davis' face and eyes. The procedure was scheduled with the Doctor and we thanked him as we left.
From the hospital we went to one of my favourite restaurants for our lunch. This was not a particularly family oriented restaurant but Tyler was a major hit. The waitresses all fell in love with him and by the time we were finished and ready to leave even the chef had made a trip from his kitchen to meet the little boy everyone was telling him about. Back in the car, I made a quick call on my cell phone to my office and verified one of our associates was there. We then drove over to my office.
Davis was suitably impressed with our offices. They occupied three floors of a large, impressive office building in the heart of the downtown. We rode up in the elevator. Tyler had taken quite a liking to riding in elevators. He liked riding in the one at my apartment and he also liked the one here. I knew Nancy, my secretary was in today as her two week paid Christmas break didn't start until tomorrow.
"Afternoon, Nancy." I greeted her as we walked through the law partner's office area. "Nancy, this is my partner, Davis and his son, Tyler." Davis gave me a startled look. I don't think he had considered I would be so open about our relationship. "Will you let Jim Phelps know we're here and I'd like him to bring over the papers I requested. We'll also need you and another witness."
"Right away, Justin." Nancy replied. "Nice to meet you Davis." She reached out to shake his hand and then realized it wouldn't work, she waved. She also stretched out her arms to see if Tyler would come to her, but he was being coy and teased her by grasping hold of me tightly and burying his face in my shoulder.
"Davis, tell Nancy what bank you use please and the location of your branch." I said. "If you know your account number, tell it to her too." Davis gave me a quizzical look, but did as I asked. I went into my office and picked up my telephone, pressing a speed dial button. Davis came in and sat down while I was on the phone. When the phone at the other end of the line was answered I asked for the individual I wanted and when she answered I identified myself.
"I am going to transfer you to my secretary." I said. "She will give you the details of a transfer I want done to the account of Mr. Davis Roth." I gave her his address. "I want $500,000. transferred this afternoon. Thank you." I yelled for Nancy to take the line and hung up the phone.
"What the hell are you doing ?" Davis asked, hardly able to speak. "You can't do that."
"It's done." I stated. "I don't ever again want you to have to ask for anything. The money is yours. Whether we are together or not your surgery proceeds. After the holidays I will place funds in an account for Ty's education and then it will be secured. You are not dependent on me."
"Do you know what you're doing ?" Davis asked me.
"Yes." I answered. "Come on in." I waved to the people at my door. "Jim, I want you to execute a Power of Attorney for Davis in my favour to cover him for the next 18 months while he has surgery. Also a Direction allowing me to act as Guardian and Trustee for his son, Tyler. Davis is unable to sign due to injury so the three of you will have to certify his affirmation." Within 30 minutes everything was done. The documents were placed in the company safe, Nancy had her Christmas present and we were gone.
By 3 o'clock we were home putting Ty down for a nap. Once he was settled Davis and I went and lay down on what I was hopefully thinking of as our bed. Davis had hardly spoken a word since we left my office. I didn't have a sense he was angry but he was certainly reserved. We lay on the bed on our sides facing each other and I was stroking the side of his face with my fingers.
"After the holidays I will take you to see a friend of mine who is an independent Lawyer not associated with any of the firms." I told Davis. "He will start an action on your behalf against the College for negligence with regard to your accident."
"Why can't you look after it ?" Davis asked.
"I'm the lawyer for the College," I told him, "or at least I am until I go back to work. If they and their Insurance Company won't agree to a fair settlement, I'll resign and they can find someone else."
"What about the Law Firm ? he questioned. "Won't they fire you ?"
"If they won't support me on this, I'll leave." I said. "I don't need them either to live or to practice law. Besides I'll evict them if they fire me. I own that building too." His face brightened and he laughed..
"You're turning your whole life upside down because of me." he commented.
"You are my life." I responded. I moved closer to him and kissed him gently. "Nothing is as important to me as you and Tyler."
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March started out as a cold month and remained that way. I thought about keeping Tyler home from daycare today, but we always try to keep his routine as stable as possible. I stayed home from work knowing I wouldn't be able to concentrate. I was going to be at the hospital by 11 o'clock anyway. It was Davis' second operation and I was just as nervous as I was the first time, three weeks ago. There was little risk. It was even a local anesthetic rather than the more intrusive general type. Davis had entered the hospital yesterday and was to be released tomorrow, but having him gone even that long was a torture to me.
Tyler has become my security blanket. I can go to sleep alone at night knowing his happy face will greet me in the morning. This morning he climbed into our bed and snuggled with me and then he began to talk my ear off. This past month he has become a constant chatter box. It's just so great having him around. Davis has almost reached the point he can leave Tyler with me and not worry about us. It's not that he fears leaving Ty in my care, he just worries something might happen to the two of us while he is absent.
Just after the New Year celebrations Davis resolved his final conflicts about our relationship. He finally accepted he could love a man. This man. I was pleased I handled our financial arrangements the way I decided at Christmas time. It removed any misgivings Davis was feeling about the inequality of our finances. He is now as totally independent as he chooses to be. When I secured Ty's educational fund so it was separated from both of us he realized there was no way he could consider us anything but equal. That night we broke some new ground in the bedroom as well.
We have established a routine at night of spending some time in the hot tub before we go to bed to help us relax. Davis was now skillful and well experienced at kissing. He practiced every night while we soaked in the heated water. I never leave the tub anymore without a stiff cock. A rinse in the shower and after drying into bed we go. I spent a little extra time in the bathroom on this particular evening putting a part of my plan into gear. When I came out, Davis was stretched out on our bed with just the sheet pull over him up to his waist. It was obvious he still was sporting a stiffy from our tub activities.
I slid into the bed next to him and wasting no time I pushed the sheet off him and bending over him swallowed his cock right down to the base. Davis gasped and automatically arched his back. I took the opportunity to slide one hand under him and place a finger between his cheeks. Leaving it there I drew my lips up his solid mast and swabbed my tongue back and forth around his sensitive glans eventually sliding it back and forth through the big piss slit on its end. He squirmed and moaned and then arch his hips again as I dove down to his base, this time swallowing the big head into my throat.
While busy with this activity, the finger I had stationed in the valley between his buns searched out its target and rubbed and probed the tight soft tissues hidden deep within. This finger had been lubricated in the bathroom and as the muscle relaxed it slowly invaded into new territory. As the tip entered to the first knuckle the muscle clamped tight again and progress halted while it twisted and turned slowly helping the muscle to again relax. This was achieved in record time due to the distraction occurring on the other side of Davis' body and my finger eased in to the second marker. Continuing twisting and turning it was soon in as far as it would ever go.
I could see his balls creeping toward the base of his stalk, so I ceased all activity and held still for a minute. Davis tried to move to make the stimulation return, but between having my mouth clamped down tight on his spear and my finger holding his ass to the bed, he wasn't going anywhere. He groaned and complained and even begged a little, but I stood to my resolve and waited until those marbles sank into their sac again. Only then did I renew my activities. My mouth and tongue caressed his staff lovingly while my finger felt around carefully seeking the hidden button I knew was waiting. When I pressed it Davis' world expanded. I felt his whole body jerk and I could almost see the sparks sparkle in his eyes. He let out a noise unlike anything he'd vocalized since the very first time. I raised up and took my mouth from his soldier and rubbed his button again.
While he was fascinated by the flashes in his brain I quickly withdrew my finger and swung one leg over his body so my thighs were on either side of his waist. Grasping his cock I lowered my well lubed ass onto it and sank his sword into my sheath. I was sitting on his pelvis before he even realized what had happened. He looked up into my eyes while I extended one leg over the side of the bed to the floor and I raised myself up and fell again on his sword. His head and eyes rolled back and he hissed. I started a steady rhythm knowing he was so close it wouldn't take long for him to explode. I grasped my own prong and pumped like my life depended on it while I rode him. Davis started thrusting upward from below me and on the fourth thrust he held the arch, his body rigid as he shot up into me while I sprayed his chest and abdomen. I would have given anything if we could have repeated that treasured memory last night but instead I lay alone in our bed clutching his pillow.
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It's been hot this summer. It really isn't as much the heat as the humidity. I feel like we spend our days dashing from one air conditioned environment to another. From the apartment to the car. From the car to Ty's day care. Back to the car. From the car through the garage to the office. I keep reminding Nancy how lucky she is to be in a nice air conditioned office all day. She tells me she'd rather be home in her pool.
Tomorrow Davis goes into the hospital to have his skin graft done. He will have to stay there for ten days to two weeks. They are taking a patch of skin from his thigh and it will be wrapped from the back of his wrist around the curve at the base of his thumb and onto the palm of his hand. It seemed like an awful big area to me but they tell us a little graft goes a long way. His thigh is going to be more painful than his hand area. I couldn't resist. I had to ask if the skin from his thigh would be growing hair on the palm of his hand. Apparently there is a chance and I figure if it happens I will have an endless source of teasing to use.
We had a special dinner this evening. I have become a good cook since there have been three of us to eat meals every day. Davis' favourite choices set the menu and he lauded my efforts. We spent our evening playing with Ty. It's the way we choose to spend much of our spare time. He is such an amazing little ball of energy and Davis and I both value the time we have with him. I am very honoured Tyler has accepted me fully as a caretaker and protector and Davis shares him with me. His day ends with his bath which occasionally he shares with one of us and then being tucked into his bed by one or both of us.
The balance of our evening was spent with quiet music, a good wine and tenderly holding each other on the living room couch. We talked about Davis' surgery and subsequent recovery. We talked about our and Ty's future. We talked about the weather, my work, his schooling, city street construction which causes excessive detours, but most of all we looked into each other's eyes knowing we didn't need to talk about how much we loved each other. When it had grown late we turned out the lights and went into our bedroom and prepared for our soak in the hot tub. As usual it relaxed us after a hectic day's activity. Davis had never given up his kissing practice sessions and he never failed to raise me interests and cock with his efforts. After we crawled into bed and were touching each other lightly he said those four little words to me I had waited seven months to hear.
"Make love to me, Justin." All right it's five words, but I wasn't counting my name.
Over the past months depending on Davis' condition, we have experienced each other sexually in every way which I choose to think of, except for me fucking Davis. He has never said `no' to anything, but anytime that particular method of making love came up, he became very unsure and hesitant. I never pushed the matter, believing when he was truly ready he would make it known. This appeared to be the time he selected.
"Are you sure about this ?" I asked him.
"I have never been more sure of anyone at anytime." he assured me.
This was the most important love making I had ever experienced. Numerous times I had guaranteed Davis I would never hurt him. I went about preparing him, but never lost sight I was out to make love with my lover not just have sex. And make love is what we did. My tongue dove into his butt valley and loved his rosebud into a relaxed open little hole. It then prodded and twisted the sleeping muscle opening more and more of the virgin space. Well lubricated fingers probed and stretched with care and love as Davis moaned and whimpered at the pleasure and excitement he was experiencing. When I had three fingers buried deep into his soft tissues and was rubbing across his magic button with regularity, I knew we were ready.
As much as I wanted to look into his face and eyes rear entry would afford him minimum discomfort. All was prepared, but it seemed too mechanical an operation. I turned my attention to my man. Turning him to me, we traded gentle loving kisses. Moving to his neck and ears I nibble and nuzzled lovingly while I reached down and stroked his shaft back to attention. As my lips sought out and tugged his erect nipples my fingers felt and rubbed around the sensitive niche where the head joined the shaft. Davis groaned and gasped in response to my efforts and I knew his systems were charged.
"I will not hurt you." I said looking into his eyes.
"Yes, you will," he answered me softly, "but I know not more than necessary. I want this very much."
"If anything hurts you tell me." I insisted. He nodded and kissed me again.
I helped him to roll over and placed a couple pillows under his groin. Three fingers were slowly inserted once again to make certain his sphincter was still stretched. I rubbed his magic button several times and saw him react. Removing my fingers my very well lubed cock pressed firmly against the trap door and as I increased the pressure my crown squeezed in. Davis jerked and I froze, not moving a muscle. Davis soon indicated he was ready and I reached around him and after lifting him up on his knees, started stroking his solid post. As I did he started to wiggle his ass and with a little pressure I slid very slowly into him. Eventually my ball sac nestled against his ball sac.
"I'm in. Are you okay ?" I asked. "I'm going to stay like this and let you adjust."
"I feel so full." he said.
While we waited, I stroked his back and hips. I rubbed the head of his dick and spread the lube he was producing around and down his shaft. After a minute, I slowly withdrew my dick until only the head remained.
"Put it back. Put it back." Davis insisted. "I feel so empty. Please, I want it back."
I pushed back in slowly and he purred as he was filled. Slowly and carefully I began a steady in and out motion, not withdrawing more than half way before I fill him again. After several minutes we were moving smoothly in sync and Davis was raising himself and pushing back to meet me. I stopped.
"Davis, I'm going to withdraw and I want you to roll over on your back and when I get under your legs, put your heels up on my shoulders." I instructed him. Once I pulled slowly out I helped him to roll over. He did what I asked of him and I placed a couple pillows under his lower back.
My cock taped at his rear entrance and this time as I leaned into it I slid right in to my base. We both groaned. Davis moved his legs down and around my waist as I have done to him so often. I reestablished my rhythm, slowly and deliberately changing my angle every few strokes until I saw Davis jerk as the spark from his prostate charged through his body. This is where I should be. Making certain I dragged my dick over his little walnut every so often we settle down into the pleasuring we were both receiving. I could lean over him and rub his cock with my stomach and abdominals as I continued the rhythm of thrusting and withdrawal. We kissed gently.
"You are my love." I told him as we parted for a breath. His breathing was getting shorter and harder. His body was starting to become tense. He was pressing his head down into the bed and moaning.
"Faster." he gasped. ":Make it harder." I just continued on with my steady rhythm, poking his switch more regularly and putting more pressure on his dick as my body stroked it. "Fuck me you bastard." he yelled at me, but before I could respond he arched, throwing his head back and pressing his body up tight into mine. His mouth opened wide, but his silent scream was heard by no one. I could feel his cock spitting hot syrup between us and I could feel it pulse against me.
My rhythm continued and I was mindful of how sensitive his glans became after he shoots, so I lifted up slightly so as not to irritate it too much. I was then taking full length strokes out of him to my tip and then all the way back to his bottom. As he returned from his euphoria I sped up a little more and pressed down a little firmer on his cock again with my body. His prostate was starting to be battered again and I felt his pelvis jump each time I struck a blow. Davis had returned enough to realize he was on another climb to the heavens and he began pulling himself up tight to me using his legs and heels each time I thrust through his satiny tunnel.
We were both on our way now and my speed had risen substantially. I could see in his eyes he was ready to burst again and covering his mouth with mine I thrust into him hard enough for my cock to drive right through him and deposit my load from his mouth into mine. We both zoomed to that dimension where lovers float and my rigid body merged with his as one total being.
It was awhile before we were able to whisper endearments into the other's ear, but when we did it was with the knowledge we had truly possessed one another and part of us would remain with the other forever.
"You're going to be sore in the morning." I advised him.
"I hope it lasts the whole time I am away so every time I move I will think of you and how much I love you." he replied. "That's now number one. You're going to have to try harder again to come up with something pretty special to better this last one."
"I guess I'll just keep trying until I make it." I promised him.
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Our second Christmas and to my great credit I remembered our first anniversary was December 21st. I'm sure Davis thought I would forget. We had double reason to celebrate. The settlement from the College's Insurance Company arrived this week. The Board of Regents had turned down my recommendation to pay Davis half a million and have it settled. I resigned and the Firm backed me, withdrawing as the College's Counsel. It was always a problem account for our firm and we maintained it mostly out of tradition. By the time we were ready for trial, the evidence was so conclusive they fairly begged Davis to settle. He did, for one and three quarter million dollars. It ended up costing them more than three times what it would have cost if they ended it all on day one.
This year we combined our two traditions for celebrating Christmas. Davis and Ty had their tree with ornaments, presents and stockings and I took all of us to Trinidad for two weeks. All in all it's been a hell of a year. I often think back to what Davis told me the first cold December day when I walked into his apartment and met my future life. He called me his good luck charm, but I know I am the one who has all the good luck from Davis and Tyler charming my life.