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a true story: Hey Brazen. I Want My Dad. Will You Help? - Part 4
If you have not yet read Part 3, click here: Part 3
Part 4 - The Weekend at The Cabin
When Jake and I spoke last, he was about to go on a weekend trip with his Dad to a family friend’s cabin they sometimes use. Maybe the cabin visits weren’t new, but the purpose of this trip certainly was. Father, and son, having a romantic weekend alone. Jake’s dad had plans for Jake. He wanted their first time to be very special. Something beautiful.
I spent that entire weekend with them on my mind. No matter what I was doing there were flashes of the two of them making love, being naked together, being…. Father and Son. I couldn’t wait to talk to Jake the following week. Sometimes it would be weeks between our conversations, and now that things had come to fruition with his dad, I had no idea if Jake would reach out to me again. He no longer had a need to. I hoped. It was all I could do.
The following Wednesday or Thursday I got my wish. I logged onto the site to find a message waiting for me, and Jake was online.
“Are you there?”
“Yes, I’m here. How are you?” I asked.
“Doing great.”
“I’m glad you came here to talk with me. I wasn’t sure if you would again.”
“Well, I owe you a lot.”
“This was going to happen with or without me, Jake. I just helped speed up the inevitable. But I’m really thrilled you reached out to me for advice and it helped to get things started. So… how was your weekend? Did everything happen that you thought would?”
“You want me to tell you?”
“Oh hell yes I do! I’ve been going crazy wanting to get every detail. But only if you’re okay with it.”
“Yes, I’m okay with it. You did a lot for me.
So I stared at the IM screen and waited for the next words to appear.
“It took about 3 hours to get to the cabin. We’ve been talking a lot since everything came out last week, but during the drive up we really talked a lot.”
“What did you guys talk about?” I asked.
“We talked about his relationships over the years, and we told each other about what time we started to become attracted to each other. I told him that I was very attracted to him and wanted to be with him and have wanted to for some time now, and he said he felt same way but wasn’t going to do anything. He didn’t know if I would have the same feeling, and either way wanted to wait until I was old enough to really know what I want.”
“He’s a good dad. He’s looking out for you, before anything else.”
”He also wanted to tell me now that I knew he was gay, that he was seeing someone but that I am always number 1 to him no matter what happens.”
Damn! I chuckled to myself. There go my chances. “I knew he was gay.” I said to Jake. “The more you described him the more I had the feeling that was exactly the situation. So how long has he been seeing someone?”
“About seven months.” Jake answered.
“And how do you feel about your dad seeing someone?“
“I think it’s great. I want my dad to be happy, and knowing that he is made me feel really good.”
“Do you think you’ll get to meet the man he’s seeing?” I figured he would eventually. Inevitably. My question had an unspoken tone of timeframe. Like… SOON?
“I told him if he ever wanted to bring him home it would be okay, and that it would be nice to see that kind of happiness around the house. Then I joked to him that any guy would be lucky to be with a man who is as good looking, and kind, and strong, and with a big cock like he had.”
I laughed. “I’ll bet it worked like a charm and melted Dad right down to butter.”
“He laughed, and I could kind of see it got him excited to think about it. He adjusted himself in his shorts. But he also thanked me, and he had this look of relief on his face.”
“I’m sure he was relieved.” I said. “It’s during these moments your dad is realizing he no longer has to hide who he is, who he is with, and can share every bit of his life with his son. That’s huge. Trust me when I tell you this. I’m a man who cannot share these kinds of things and I know what keeping it all inside does to a man. It’s not something I’d wish on anyone. And now he’s free. You both are!”
I don’t think the significance was lost on Jake. He too felt that relief, and although he was young he was no stranger to keeping his deepest feelings a secret. I was equally happy for Jake to know he didn’t have to grow older carrying that around. I’m sure there are more than a few of you reading this who know how heavy a load it is when living inside of yourself.
Jake continued. “Then the conversation turned back to the two of us. He asked me if this was something I really wanted to explore.”
“I think it’s great you two are so being open about everything, Jake.”
“Yes.” Jake answered his dad. “This is something I’ve thought about for a really long time. I want this very much, it’s like a dream come true. I can’t believe this is all coming together.”
His dad nodded in agreement. “It certainly is. I never thought this day would actually happen.” He reached out to his side, and held Jake’s hand.
“We arrived at the cabin late that afternoon. The two of us got the truck unpacked and set up for the weekend. When we finished, my dad closed the cabin door and shucked off his clothes. He looked amazing, standing there naked in the middle of the cabin. Then he approached me and undressed me as well. He wouldn’t let me do a thing. He took care of it all. Once I was naked too, he hugged me tight. It was such a warm loving hug, but really tight. He held me naked very close to him, and our cocks were pressed together. I got instantly hard. So he let go and stepped back. He was a little hard too. He laughed and said, ‘Let’s eat!’.
When dinner ended, and it was getting later into the evening, he lit a fire and the two of us sat cuddling on the couch in front of the fire place. We started exploring each other with our hands like it was the first time we ever saw each other. Learning about each other for the first time. His hands on me made me feel so safe and loved. I got so hard I couldn’t help myself. The way he touched me made me totally comfortable being naked and hard with him. I just wanted him to keep holding me and touching me all over.”
“Jake this is driving me wild!” I was so turned on I couldn’t stand it. “Next thing you’re going to tell me is that he made love to you right there in front of the fire!”
“No. That didn’t happen. Well, not the first time anyway. lol”
“OMG!”
“He was so amazing, he asked me to ‘share his bed with him’. That’s how he put it. By the look on my face he knew he seduced me and at that moment he picked me up from the couch and carried me to the bedroom.”
“Your Dad is incredible.”
“It was then he laid me on the bed that he leaned in and for the first time he kissed me. Deeply and passionately. He kissed me. It felt amazing! Then he climbed on top of me and his entire body was pressed against me. We kissed and embraced and thrust our cocks together.”
I had this clear image in my head of Jake and his dad in that bed. I knew what both looked like, face and body. A moving picture captivated my mind of father on top of son, realizing the love and physical connection they desired for so long but thought was an impossibility. The heat and intensity building up between them. The muscled and hairy bodied father tenderly yet powerfully blanketing his son’s body with his weight, love, and unleashed desire that had been pent up for years. I mentally put myself in each of their places, and to be on the giving or receiving end of that kind of unparalleled phenomenon had to be mind blowing.
Jake continued, “He started moving down my body, slowly licking and sucking in various places, making his way toward my dick. I could feel the confident experience in his every move. He had me. Once he got to what he wanted most, he grabbed my dick and held it straight up then started sucking it.”
“Damn, Jake. That is about as hot it gets. How was it?”
“He said I had a pretty big dick, and that it was beautiful. Then he said, ‘Like Father, Like Son’, and we laughed. Then he plunged all the way down on my cock. It felt like he swallowed it.”
I was stroking my cock like crazy, having this conversation. What he was telling me was too much to take without needing to touch myself.
“After a few minutes of driving me crazy with my dick down his throat, he suddenly turned his body around on top of me and before I knew it his big cock and nut sack were over my face. We started 69ing. I had my dad’s dick in my mouth! It tasted so amazing. I wanted so much to give him everything he was giving me. I gagged on it a bunch of times, but got better. Then we laid side by side while we sucked each other, and I felt his fingers start to tickle in my crack and around my hole. He kept teasing that entire area with his fingertips while he sucked my dick. I just kept gripping his thick shaft and sucking down on as much as I could get.”
I thought I was going to cum while reading Jake’s words, so I let go of my dick. I didn’t want to lose it too early. I had the feeling there was a lot more he was going to tell me.
“I felt his mouth release my dick with a loud slurping pop, and he grabbed my legs by the knees and pulled them up. It put his face behind my cock and he started rubbing his face all around my balls and back by my ass. I could barely keep sucking him I was moaning so much. He started using his mouth more and more while he kept twisting his head and face all around my ass and balls until he finally kept his head still and was just sucking my balls, then licking my hole. He kept telling me how amazing I tasted and that he loved doing this to me. Nobody ever did that to me before, and I was unable to keep sucking on him. It was too much. He knew he had me and he quickly turned his entire body around again so he was now between my legs and eating me out. He used his hands to hold my cheeks wide open and his fingers to probe around my hole while his tongue dug deep. I was just moaning and moaning, and he was in total control. He reached up and stroked my dick and that was it. I started cumming like crazy. So much cum shot up my body. My dad’s head darted forward, but stayed in contact with my body. With his face first, he glided up my body getting my cum all over this face and chest and he kissed me so intensely. My cum got on my face as it came into contact with his. He kept breaking the kiss just long enough to tell me how much he loved me, and then would go back to kissing me. I was in Heaven, man. Never been through anything like that before. My dad made me cum.
He held me so tightly, keeping me safe and warm. Once I calmed down a bit, he licked his way down my body tasting all the cum he could. By the time his mouth reached my cock I was hard again. His cock had never done down a bit. He licked all around my dick just slobbering all over my head and shaft and my balls, then he was back to my hole and ate me out even deeper than before. My hole was already so relaxed and worked over and his tongue and fingers opened me up even more.
“We both knew what was happening next, but he looked up at me and said ‘I want to make love to you, son. And I want my son to know what it feels like to have his father’s dick deep inside of him.’”
“‘Yes, Dad. Please.’ I begged him to make love to me.”
“He told me to open the drawer next to the bed. He put something in there earlier. I leaned over to open the drawer. The clock on top of the end table showed it was just past 2 O’Clock in the morning. Inside the drawer was a bottle of lube. I handed it to him and he oiled up his cock and then my hole. I lifted my legs to give him better access when he was oiling me up, and he held me by my ankles once he was finished. He leaned his body down and aimed his cock at my hole, and slowly moved forward until I could feel his head push against my pucker. Then he grabbed his cock with one of his hands, and guided it in very gently. I gasped out load when I felt it pop inside, and he held it there to make sure I was ready.
My head gave a fast paced nod and he pressed forward. I could feel his cock slowly widening my hole and filling me up. Then my dad lowered himself down on me so we were face to face. He told me he loved me again, and I told him I loved him too as he started fucking me. I barely got the words out when I started gasping and moaning again. My dick was rock hard from the way it felt. I held onto him so tight letting him take care of me, like I always wished he would. Somehow I felt like I always knew he would even though I was convinced it could never happen.
He stayed on top of me and continued to drive in and out of me. I stayed clutched onto him, just holding onto Dad and letting him love me. His body got more and more tense and he was fighting to hold back. I don’t think he wanted it to end, there was so much love pouring out from him.”
“He is finally able to show you love the way he wished.” I said.
“Yeah, I think you’re right. The more he tensed up, the tighter my hole seemed to grip his big cock. I felt like I was going to cum again. His heavy breathing turned to moaning. The room was filled with our grunts and loud moans, the heat from our bodies, and the scent from our fucking. His face got all contorted and his final set of moans was this whimpering squeal. He was holding it in so hard and it blasted its way through. I never saw him sweat like this, and his release burst from his entire body. All his strength left him, and his body collapsed onto mine as I felt this hot wetness jetting deep inside me. His moans were as strong and loud as the force of the cum firing out of his cock. The entire thing was so intense I couldn’t help but start cumming again. The two of us moaning and our sweating wet bodies writhing together. His cock was spouting jolt after jolt of the cum that created me deep in my ass. It felt so full and warm and gushy inside. It was the greatest feeling I’ve ever experienced in my life.”
I came. Shot a load so forceful I thought my cock was going to disconnect from my body. I was a mess, but didn’t care. I’d clean myself up later.
“Finally his moans became a heavy panting as his orgasm started to settle down. I could feel him regaining control of his muscles as his body adjusted on me. His arms found their way around my torso and he just held me to him. Both of us panting and breathing so heavy still. As we both got our composure back, our embrace became a deep loving kiss. When he finally pulled back from my face, I could see his eyes tearing. At first I thought it was the flushed sweat that covered us both, but no they were tears. We both started crying in a way that was so happy and amazing. From the moment we climaxed from making love we both knew that all of this was as right as it was always supposed to be.”
Jake told me they went on to make love again in the bed, then again the next morning by the fire. Each time it seemed to solidify how they made the right decision, and finally had together what each of them had wanted for so many years. He also told me they went skinny dipping at night in the lake.
We ended our conversation in the same way we ended many others. He thanked me and told me he owed me a lot for helping to make this happen. I modestly gave the credit back to him, telling him that if it wasn’t this it would have been something else that opened the flood gates for the two of them. There was no keeping this from happening. Still, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of pride and accomplishment, mixed with envy and a desire for something I never had and knew I never could.
We never spoke again after that conversation. Shortly after, he closed his account on the website we met on. He also follows me on Tumblr but his account lays dormant. I often think of them both, and wonder what day to day life must be like since that fateful weekend. The amazing times they share, the love they make, and how both of their lives have forever changed for something so much more beautiful than it was before. I also wonder if Dad’s boyfriend survived the transition and perhaps there is now a loving triangle of Father, Son, and Partner. All three sharing their love and bodies in every way possible.
I attempt to reach out to him every so often, but there is never a reply nor do I expect there to be. I’m not sure he even remembers he has that account, and if he does he may just close that too. Knowing he is so guarded and private only blows me away more that he reached out to me in the first place, and opened up such a personal part of his life to me. He and his father are such beautiful, attractive, amazing souls that I’m forever bonded to. Even if Dad will never know it. I love them both, and wish them the best. Always
END
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Part 4 - The Weekend at The Cabin
When Jake and I spoke last, he was about to go on a weekend trip with his Dad to a family friend’s cabin they sometimes use. Maybe the cabin visits weren’t new, but the purpose of this trip certainly was. Father, and son, having a romantic weekend alone. Jake’s dad had plans for Jake. He wanted their first time to be very special. Something beautiful.
I spent that entire weekend with them on my mind. No matter what I was doing there were flashes of the two of them making love, being naked together, being…. Father and Son. I couldn’t wait to talk to Jake the following week. Sometimes it would be weeks between our conversations, and now that things had come to fruition with his dad, I had no idea if Jake would reach out to me again. He no longer had a need to. I hoped. It was all I could do.
The following Wednesday or Thursday I got my wish. I logged onto the site to find a message waiting for me, and Jake was online.
“Are you there?”
“Yes, I’m here. How are you?” I asked.
“Doing great.”
“I’m glad you came here to talk with me. I wasn’t sure if you would again.”
“Well, I owe you a lot.”
“This was going to happen with or without me, Jake. I just helped speed up the inevitable. But I’m really thrilled you reached out to me for advice and it helped to get things started. So… how was your weekend? Did everything happen that you thought would?”
“You want me to tell you?”
“Oh hell yes I do! I’ve been going crazy wanting to get every detail. But only if you’re okay with it.”
“Yes, I’m okay with it. You did a lot for me.
So I stared at the IM screen and waited for the next words to appear.
“It took about 3 hours to get to the cabin. We’ve been talking a lot since everything came out last week, but during the drive up we really talked a lot.”
“What did you guys talk about?” I asked.
“We talked about his relationships over the years, and we told each other about what time we started to become attracted to each other. I told him that I was very attracted to him and wanted to be with him and have wanted to for some time now, and he said he felt same way but wasn’t going to do anything. He didn’t know if I would have the same feeling, and either way wanted to wait until I was old enough to really know what I want.”
“He’s a good dad. He’s looking out for you, before anything else.”
”He also wanted to tell me now that I knew he was gay, that he was seeing someone but that I am always number 1 to him no matter what happens.”
Damn! I chuckled to myself. There go my chances. “I knew he was gay.” I said to Jake. “The more you described him the more I had the feeling that was exactly the situation. So how long has he been seeing someone?”
“About seven months.” Jake answered.
“And how do you feel about your dad seeing someone?“
“I think it’s great. I want my dad to be happy, and knowing that he is made me feel really good.”
“Do you think you’ll get to meet the man he’s seeing?” I figured he would eventually. Inevitably. My question had an unspoken tone of timeframe. Like… SOON?
“I told him if he ever wanted to bring him home it would be okay, and that it would be nice to see that kind of happiness around the house. Then I joked to him that any guy would be lucky to be with a man who is as good looking, and kind, and strong, and with a big cock like he had.”
I laughed. “I’ll bet it worked like a charm and melted Dad right down to butter.”
“He laughed, and I could kind of see it got him excited to think about it. He adjusted himself in his shorts. But he also thanked me, and he had this look of relief on his face.”
“I’m sure he was relieved.” I said. “It’s during these moments your dad is realizing he no longer has to hide who he is, who he is with, and can share every bit of his life with his son. That’s huge. Trust me when I tell you this. I’m a man who cannot share these kinds of things and I know what keeping it all inside does to a man. It’s not something I’d wish on anyone. And now he’s free. You both are!”
I don’t think the significance was lost on Jake. He too felt that relief, and although he was young he was no stranger to keeping his deepest feelings a secret. I was equally happy for Jake to know he didn’t have to grow older carrying that around. I’m sure there are more than a few of you reading this who know how heavy a load it is when living inside of yourself.
Jake continued. “Then the conversation turned back to the two of us. He asked me if this was something I really wanted to explore.”
“I think it’s great you two are so being open about everything, Jake.”
“Yes.” Jake answered his dad. “This is something I’ve thought about for a really long time. I want this very much, it’s like a dream come true. I can’t believe this is all coming together.”
His dad nodded in agreement. “It certainly is. I never thought this day would actually happen.” He reached out to his side, and held Jake’s hand.
“We arrived at the cabin late that afternoon. The two of us got the truck unpacked and set up for the weekend. When we finished, my dad closed the cabin door and shucked off his clothes. He looked amazing, standing there naked in the middle of the cabin. Then he approached me and undressed me as well. He wouldn’t let me do a thing. He took care of it all. Once I was naked too, he hugged me tight. It was such a warm loving hug, but really tight. He held me naked very close to him, and our cocks were pressed together. I got instantly hard. So he let go and stepped back. He was a little hard too. He laughed and said, ‘Let’s eat!’.
When dinner ended, and it was getting later into the evening, he lit a fire and the two of us sat cuddling on the couch in front of the fire place. We started exploring each other with our hands like it was the first time we ever saw each other. Learning about each other for the first time. His hands on me made me feel so safe and loved. I got so hard I couldn’t help myself. The way he touched me made me totally comfortable being naked and hard with him. I just wanted him to keep holding me and touching me all over.”
“Jake this is driving me wild!” I was so turned on I couldn’t stand it. “Next thing you’re going to tell me is that he made love to you right there in front of the fire!”
“No. That didn’t happen. Well, not the first time anyway. lol”
“OMG!”
“He was so amazing, he asked me to ‘share his bed with him’. That’s how he put it. By the look on my face he knew he seduced me and at that moment he picked me up from the couch and carried me to the bedroom.”
“Your Dad is incredible.”
“It was then he laid me on the bed that he leaned in and for the first time he kissed me. Deeply and passionately. He kissed me. It felt amazing! Then he climbed on top of me and his entire body was pressed against me. We kissed and embraced and thrust our cocks together.”
I had this clear image in my head of Jake and his dad in that bed. I knew what both looked like, face and body. A moving picture captivated my mind of father on top of son, realizing the love and physical connection they desired for so long but thought was an impossibility. The heat and intensity building up between them. The muscled and hairy bodied father tenderly yet powerfully blanketing his son’s body with his weight, love, and unleashed desire that had been pent up for years. I mentally put myself in each of their places, and to be on the giving or receiving end of that kind of unparalleled phenomenon had to be mind blowing.
Jake continued, “He started moving down my body, slowly licking and sucking in various places, making his way toward my dick. I could feel the confident experience in his every move. He had me. Once he got to what he wanted most, he grabbed my dick and held it straight up then started sucking it.”
“Damn, Jake. That is about as hot it gets. How was it?”
“He said I had a pretty big dick, and that it was beautiful. Then he said, ‘Like Father, Like Son’, and we laughed. Then he plunged all the way down on my cock. It felt like he swallowed it.”
I was stroking my cock like crazy, having this conversation. What he was telling me was too much to take without needing to touch myself.
“After a few minutes of driving me crazy with my dick down his throat, he suddenly turned his body around on top of me and before I knew it his big cock and nut sack were over my face. We started 69ing. I had my dad’s dick in my mouth! It tasted so amazing. I wanted so much to give him everything he was giving me. I gagged on it a bunch of times, but got better. Then we laid side by side while we sucked each other, and I felt his fingers start to tickle in my crack and around my hole. He kept teasing that entire area with his fingertips while he sucked my dick. I just kept gripping his thick shaft and sucking down on as much as I could get.”
I thought I was going to cum while reading Jake’s words, so I let go of my dick. I didn’t want to lose it too early. I had the feeling there was a lot more he was going to tell me.
“I felt his mouth release my dick with a loud slurping pop, and he grabbed my legs by the knees and pulled them up. It put his face behind my cock and he started rubbing his face all around my balls and back by my ass. I could barely keep sucking him I was moaning so much. He started using his mouth more and more while he kept twisting his head and face all around my ass and balls until he finally kept his head still and was just sucking my balls, then licking my hole. He kept telling me how amazing I tasted and that he loved doing this to me. Nobody ever did that to me before, and I was unable to keep sucking on him. It was too much. He knew he had me and he quickly turned his entire body around again so he was now between my legs and eating me out. He used his hands to hold my cheeks wide open and his fingers to probe around my hole while his tongue dug deep. I was just moaning and moaning, and he was in total control. He reached up and stroked my dick and that was it. I started cumming like crazy. So much cum shot up my body. My dad’s head darted forward, but stayed in contact with my body. With his face first, he glided up my body getting my cum all over this face and chest and he kissed me so intensely. My cum got on my face as it came into contact with his. He kept breaking the kiss just long enough to tell me how much he loved me, and then would go back to kissing me. I was in Heaven, man. Never been through anything like that before. My dad made me cum.
He held me so tightly, keeping me safe and warm. Once I calmed down a bit, he licked his way down my body tasting all the cum he could. By the time his mouth reached my cock I was hard again. His cock had never done down a bit. He licked all around my dick just slobbering all over my head and shaft and my balls, then he was back to my hole and ate me out even deeper than before. My hole was already so relaxed and worked over and his tongue and fingers opened me up even more.
“We both knew what was happening next, but he looked up at me and said ‘I want to make love to you, son. And I want my son to know what it feels like to have his father’s dick deep inside of him.’”
“‘Yes, Dad. Please.’ I begged him to make love to me.”
“He told me to open the drawer next to the bed. He put something in there earlier. I leaned over to open the drawer. The clock on top of the end table showed it was just past 2 O’Clock in the morning. Inside the drawer was a bottle of lube. I handed it to him and he oiled up his cock and then my hole. I lifted my legs to give him better access when he was oiling me up, and he held me by my ankles once he was finished. He leaned his body down and aimed his cock at my hole, and slowly moved forward until I could feel his head push against my pucker. Then he grabbed his cock with one of his hands, and guided it in very gently. I gasped out load when I felt it pop inside, and he held it there to make sure I was ready.
My head gave a fast paced nod and he pressed forward. I could feel his cock slowly widening my hole and filling me up. Then my dad lowered himself down on me so we were face to face. He told me he loved me again, and I told him I loved him too as he started fucking me. I barely got the words out when I started gasping and moaning again. My dick was rock hard from the way it felt. I held onto him so tight letting him take care of me, like I always wished he would. Somehow I felt like I always knew he would even though I was convinced it could never happen.
He stayed on top of me and continued to drive in and out of me. I stayed clutched onto him, just holding onto Dad and letting him love me. His body got more and more tense and he was fighting to hold back. I don’t think he wanted it to end, there was so much love pouring out from him.”
“He is finally able to show you love the way he wished.” I said.
“Yeah, I think you’re right. The more he tensed up, the tighter my hole seemed to grip his big cock. I felt like I was going to cum again. His heavy breathing turned to moaning. The room was filled with our grunts and loud moans, the heat from our bodies, and the scent from our fucking. His face got all contorted and his final set of moans was this whimpering squeal. He was holding it in so hard and it blasted its way through. I never saw him sweat like this, and his release burst from his entire body. All his strength left him, and his body collapsed onto mine as I felt this hot wetness jetting deep inside me. His moans were as strong and loud as the force of the cum firing out of his cock. The entire thing was so intense I couldn’t help but start cumming again. The two of us moaning and our sweating wet bodies writhing together. His cock was spouting jolt after jolt of the cum that created me deep in my ass. It felt so full and warm and gushy inside. It was the greatest feeling I’ve ever experienced in my life.”
I came. Shot a load so forceful I thought my cock was going to disconnect from my body. I was a mess, but didn’t care. I’d clean myself up later.
“Finally his moans became a heavy panting as his orgasm started to settle down. I could feel him regaining control of his muscles as his body adjusted on me. His arms found their way around my torso and he just held me to him. Both of us panting and breathing so heavy still. As we both got our composure back, our embrace became a deep loving kiss. When he finally pulled back from my face, I could see his eyes tearing. At first I thought it was the flushed sweat that covered us both, but no they were tears. We both started crying in a way that was so happy and amazing. From the moment we climaxed from making love we both knew that all of this was as right as it was always supposed to be.”
Jake told me they went on to make love again in the bed, then again the next morning by the fire. Each time it seemed to solidify how they made the right decision, and finally had together what each of them had wanted for so many years. He also told me they went skinny dipping at night in the lake.
We ended our conversation in the same way we ended many others. He thanked me and told me he owed me a lot for helping to make this happen. I modestly gave the credit back to him, telling him that if it wasn’t this it would have been something else that opened the flood gates for the two of them. There was no keeping this from happening. Still, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of pride and accomplishment, mixed with envy and a desire for something I never had and knew I never could.
We never spoke again after that conversation. Shortly after, he closed his account on the website we met on. He also follows me on Tumblr but his account lays dormant. I often think of them both, and wonder what day to day life must be like since that fateful weekend. The amazing times they share, the love they make, and how both of their lives have forever changed for something so much more beautiful than it was before. I also wonder if Dad’s boyfriend survived the transition and perhaps there is now a loving triangle of Father, Son, and Partner. All three sharing their love and bodies in every way possible.
I attempt to reach out to him every so often, but there is never a reply nor do I expect there to be. I’m not sure he even remembers he has that account, and if he does he may just close that too. Knowing he is so guarded and private only blows me away more that he reached out to me in the first place, and opened up such a personal part of his life to me. He and his father are such beautiful, attractive, amazing souls that I’m forever bonded to. Even if Dad will never know it. I love them both, and wish them the best. Always
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