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Part 1
Where should I begin? I guess I should start by telling you that 2 months ago, Shawn and I got married in Massachusetts. Two long years have went by since Shawn and I took that leap of faith and put our love in the open or closed hands of our parents who ultimately and luckily took us as we were and loved us. Lucas who is now 18 moved in with Shawn and I after the passing of my dad who died of Serosis of the liver. I really do blame myself for causing my dad to escalate in his drinking. He used to drink a lot before I announced that I was gay but after I had came out and was living my life the way that made me a free man; he began to drink in much larger quantities. Quite often even in public he would be drunk and far too often, I felt like it was my responsibility to take him home and put him to bed. Shawn doesn’t seem to think that it was my fault at all; everyone has a choice to make and my dad chose to drink himself to death. I still feel very sad about his passing knowing that I might have been able to do something if I just never told anyone about who I am.
The honest truth of it all is that I know I did not force his hand to drink. He saw the happy life that Shawn and I had together and I knew that during holidays when we would visit, he saw us and even though he was happy on the outside, he was sad on the inside. My mom knew what he wanted and she could never give him that. My dad never left my mom though. He always loved her and was there for her until the end of his life. Because of all of this stuff happening, my mom had to move out of her house and in with her sister, my aunt Sharon. Shawn’s mom offered money for helping with bills but her pride got in the way. Shawn wound up paying her bills which were all under 50 thousand dollars anyways and it was like chicken feed to him but it still meant the world to me. She found out eventually that we had paid for it all and is now not speaking with me. It all comes down to me…if I had never fallen in love with Shawn…
“We need some more milk,” came the voice of Lucas from the kitchen as he walked into the front room with his clear plastic bowl of cereal that had just a dribble of milk in the very bottom of it. “Shawn’s on his way home right now with some more groceries,” I said as I looked away from the TV which the local news was on. Lucas still stood there with this upset look on his face and then marched off into the kitchen in anger. It was times like this when I regretted taking Lucas into my house.
Shawn’s car pulled up in the drive way. He had just got off of work/college where he was a part time IT technician and part time student. I instinctively got up and walked outside and helped Shawn with the groceries as there was quite a lot of food to bring in. As usual, Lucas was not out helping bring in the food. “Shawn I’m sick of Lucas just free loading of us all the damn time,” I angrily whispered to Shawn as he shook his head. “Just be patient with him, he’s still adjusting.”
It took both Shawn and I going back 4 times to get everything that was needed to haul into the house. Lucas was in his room with the door shut again. Shawn placed his hand on my shoulder causing me to look at him. “You know he’s going through a lot too Mark. He didn’t exactly want to move in with us,” Shawn remarked in a matter of fact style. “Yeah well I felt liable for his situation and you know that I’m not just doing it because I want to.” Shawn leaned in and kissed me even though it slightly annoyed me even while it calmed me a bit too. “Well now you have to help him. You took him in Mark, it was your choice.” I waved Shawn off as I walked to our bedroom and laid on the bed in anger.
I was currently facing the wall when I felt the bed bow in a bit and I knew it was Shawn as his strong arms wrapped around me in comfort. He brushed his hand through my hair as I held onto his hand that was free. Turning to face Shawn as if it was the first time in my life and I was still amazed at his beautiful face and his blue green eyes, I brushed my hand across his cheek. “Why are you the only good thing in my life,” I asked in a very low and hurt voice which also could have been mistaken as whining if you didn’t know any better. “Why are you the only good thing in MY life,” he asked me back.
“Hey there’s someone at the door,” came the voice of Lucas who was for some reason undetected because he made no sound when he came to my room door. Shawn stood up and smiled at me with understanding and compassion, “I’ll get it,” he said as he stood and my hand slipped slowly out of his. Even after Shawn had left into the front room to talk with whoever it was, Lucas still stood at the door with a confused look on his face. “Did you need anything,” I asked Lucas who had done a really great job of annoying me so far today. “Yeah I did,” he said yet still stood there. “If you don’t mind, I’d like a little bit of Aretha Franklin just whenever,” he remarked with a wisdom and intelligence unlike anyone his own age. He was asking for respect…something I had little for anyone including someone I thought to be a burden. Lucas shook his head and began to walk away in disgust as I sat up, “Lucas wait,” but he had already walked away.
As I wondered to myself how it would have been possible for me to show Lucas some respect when I showed myself the least respect of all, Shawn came walking through the door and sat next to me. He put his arm around me and rested his head against mine as I slowly shifted into hugging him in the way a prisoner might hug his long lost lover. That’s exactly what I have made myself over the last 8 months since my dad had died.
The night was cool and I had gone to the basement where we had ordained it as a place of peace and quiet. It had books and other things useful for relaxation including really expensive couches and a sound studio booth that was formed into an intensive sound therapy mini room that had a soft curl style couch that nearly resembled a very soft bed. I sat down on a large soft chair and breathed out deeply. I didn’t require a lot to relax but I did require comfort.
The sound of footsteps coming down the stairs presented by Lucas who’s eyes were red and his cheeks were wet was followed by him turning around and starting to walk back up the stairs. “Lucas wait,” I said as I heard him freeze on the third or fourth step. “Can we talk please? I promise I won’t be rude,” I said as slowly I seen Lucas, the skinny blond haired blue eyed boy walk towards me. He sat down next to me as his complexion was nearly that of Shawn’s minus the fact that Lucas had a smaller body frame. He wasn’t as widely built as Shawn but he was about as tall as him. He had a tiny bit of short facial hair but it looked well on him because he kept it shaved off or well trimmed.
“Lucas, I’m really sorry for my…outbursts of anger. I know this has been pretty tough for you too and I know how it must feel to suffer the loss of one dad and then have the dad that took you in die shortly afterwards.” Lucas looked at me with eyes that screamed that he was hurt and alone. His chair was connected to my chair and I took out the removable center part and scooted close to him and gave him a side hug. While he was hugging me back, he was beginning to rub my back which I first took as a sign of affection but then as his hand went lower I knew that it was more. I pulled back and stood up. Lucas just sat there and looked down at the floor. “Lucas,” I said as I was reaching for the right words to say. “We couldn’t do anything…I’m married and I am very happy with Shawn. I’m really sorry but I’m not here to do anything like that with you,” I said in the most appropriate way possible. “You keep forgetting,” said Lucas as he stood up and got in my face, “I’m only two years younger than you and you’re treating me like a child.” Lucas walked away and up the stairs seething mad.
I lay in my bed with the window to my bedroom window open enough to let some cool air in. Shawn had just crawled into bed with me and wrapped his hands around my waist and kissed my bare exposed shoulder. “I just got done talking to Lucas,” whispered Shawn in his calming voice that would be able to talk down a robber to donating money rather than stealing it from a bank. “I think we have a problem Mark,” and as he said that I turned and looked into Shawn’s eyes. “What’s the problem,” I asked as if I knew absolutely nothing about Lucas’ sexual preference. “Lucas explained to me in confidence something so I hope that you don’t get mad and hope that this stays between us,” said Shawn as he looked into my eyes for co-operation.
“Lucas told me,” said Shawn slowly as he rubbed my chest with his hand as a way to try and calm me before the impact of the news, “that he really likes you and that every time he see’s you and me together it causes him to get jealous.” I turned my head over slightly and let out a big sigh. “You have got to admit that he does have a valid point Mark; he is only two years younger than us. He feels like we should be involved in all of his sexual upbringings. We should at least be his guide or a voice of understanding,” said Shawn as I slightly shook my head in a hopeless effort. “Shawn, he nearly made a move on me while I was in the basement a few hours ago,” I said a bit louder than a whisper but Lucas’ room was on the other side of the house so he wouldn’t have heard any of this talk.
“He told me about that and in his eyes he thinks that you should stop being a pussy and just fuck him,” Shawn said with all seriousness. “Of course he does but if he expects me to do it he’s got his fucking mind all mixed up. I care for him and I want to see him get that special someone like I found you instead of bringing home those criminals like he has been the last few weeks.” Shawn leaned in close to me and kissed my lips. “I’m glad for that one criminal that spray painted my windows back in Kansas, they can’t all be that bad.” I cracked a small smile remembering what I had done that had ultimately led to Shawn and I falling in love. “Why do you have to bring that up again for,” I asked half annoyed and half amused. “Because until you understand that it’s not the person’s current actions that make the future, it’s their current heart, you’ll never get it.”
“You know you’re not allowed to speak over my head Shawn,” I said as I ran my hand down his chest as I began to get hard. “Well someone has got to do something about your thick head,” he said as he grabbed my cock and began to jerk it gently. I grabbed his cock and it was just as hard as always.
I moved down further on the bed and nearly fell off the bed when I was attempting to give Shawn a blow job. I leaned forward and with much practice, began to give Shawn the blow job that he loved the most. He had a certain way that he always loved but sometimes I’d make it dull on purpose so that not EVERY blow job was the best because if that was the case then he would get used to them and expect more every time. He was satisfied with what I gave him and I was satisfied with what he gave me.
It was about time for Shawn to get his turn. He tied up my hands and feet with soft yet thick silk where I couldn’t move. It was dark and he was quiet so it made it all the more mysterious. It was like trying to fuck someone in your mom’s house because you didn’t want your mom to hear; this is how it was with Lucas in the house. “Now don’t you run off on me, I’m going to go clean out really quick and I’ll be right back,” Shawn said as he walked slowly out of the room not making much sound. I smiled as I knew that he was going to make tonight perfect.
I had been waiting just imagining what he was going to do since every night seemed different slightly as I heard Shawn rustle back into the room. Without speaking he began to rub my cock as if it was his first time; playfully touching it and then he finally put his mouth on it. He began his blowjob slightly different than normal which was what I loved. I couldn’t see anything for one because it was night time and for two because he liked to occasionally blindfold me. Everything about tonight seemed new and fresh as Shawn had apparently been learning new cock sucking tactics.
“Oh god yes…just like that,” I whispered quietly as he deep throated me. “OK, playtimes over, get on my cock and ride it like you have never rode it before,” I whispered as I felt him get on top of me and fresh lube was applied on my cock and then he sat on it. The pleasure was amazing tonight for some reason. It was feeling as if he had never been fucked before. “Oh fuck yeah Shawn,” I said as I thrust up inside him rather roughly. He was bouncing on my cock a little slowly as he did sometimes to torture me. I sped up as he began to moan a little bit strangely and then stopped.
Tonight was very special for some reason; I had never felt so much pleasure in what seemed like the first time that I fucked Shawn and it seemed like he was holding out on me. I began to speed up as my cock was ready to blow. I was squirming and the knots were starting to come undone as I just about cummed so very hard into Shawn’s ass when the knot broke free and my hand came down on Shawn’s hairy leg. Just as it brushed his leg, I grabbed onto his leg and came full force into his seemingly very tight hole. I jerked a little bit as the intensity of the fuck I had just experienced was the far best I had ever had. I felt Shawn get off me and tip toe out of the room as I smiled and took off the blindfold which slightly revealed the room a bit.
“Hey Shawn, don’t you want anything in return,” I said slightly above a whisper. “Oh you know I do,” said Shawn as he re-entered the room and began to get on top of my cock which was already spent. “Oh you didn’t stay hard for me I see…and you came too. My goodness Mark you’re acting like you hadn’t fucked me in months,” said Shawn as he wiped at the left over cum in my pubes. “Shawn, that was amazing how you made it feel like your ass was like it was virgin territory again,” I said as I undid my other hand from the silk tie up. “What are you talking about; I just got done cleaning out for you…” Shawn said as it just hit us both what had just happened. Lucas was smarter than we all thought.
Part 1
Where should I begin? I guess I should start by telling you that 2 months ago, Shawn and I got married in Massachusetts. Two long years have went by since Shawn and I took that leap of faith and put our love in the open or closed hands of our parents who ultimately and luckily took us as we were and loved us. Lucas who is now 18 moved in with Shawn and I after the passing of my dad who died of Serosis of the liver. I really do blame myself for causing my dad to escalate in his drinking. He used to drink a lot before I announced that I was gay but after I had came out and was living my life the way that made me a free man; he began to drink in much larger quantities. Quite often even in public he would be drunk and far too often, I felt like it was my responsibility to take him home and put him to bed. Shawn doesn’t seem to think that it was my fault at all; everyone has a choice to make and my dad chose to drink himself to death. I still feel very sad about his passing knowing that I might have been able to do something if I just never told anyone about who I am.
The honest truth of it all is that I know I did not force his hand to drink. He saw the happy life that Shawn and I had together and I knew that during holidays when we would visit, he saw us and even though he was happy on the outside, he was sad on the inside. My mom knew what he wanted and she could never give him that. My dad never left my mom though. He always loved her and was there for her until the end of his life. Because of all of this stuff happening, my mom had to move out of her house and in with her sister, my aunt Sharon. Shawn’s mom offered money for helping with bills but her pride got in the way. Shawn wound up paying her bills which were all under 50 thousand dollars anyways and it was like chicken feed to him but it still meant the world to me. She found out eventually that we had paid for it all and is now not speaking with me. It all comes down to me…if I had never fallen in love with Shawn…
“We need some more milk,” came the voice of Lucas from the kitchen as he walked into the front room with his clear plastic bowl of cereal that had just a dribble of milk in the very bottom of it. “Shawn’s on his way home right now with some more groceries,” I said as I looked away from the TV which the local news was on. Lucas still stood there with this upset look on his face and then marched off into the kitchen in anger. It was times like this when I regretted taking Lucas into my house.
Shawn’s car pulled up in the drive way. He had just got off of work/college where he was a part time IT technician and part time student. I instinctively got up and walked outside and helped Shawn with the groceries as there was quite a lot of food to bring in. As usual, Lucas was not out helping bring in the food. “Shawn I’m sick of Lucas just free loading of us all the damn time,” I angrily whispered to Shawn as he shook his head. “Just be patient with him, he’s still adjusting.”
It took both Shawn and I going back 4 times to get everything that was needed to haul into the house. Lucas was in his room with the door shut again. Shawn placed his hand on my shoulder causing me to look at him. “You know he’s going through a lot too Mark. He didn’t exactly want to move in with us,” Shawn remarked in a matter of fact style. “Yeah well I felt liable for his situation and you know that I’m not just doing it because I want to.” Shawn leaned in and kissed me even though it slightly annoyed me even while it calmed me a bit too. “Well now you have to help him. You took him in Mark, it was your choice.” I waved Shawn off as I walked to our bedroom and laid on the bed in anger.
I was currently facing the wall when I felt the bed bow in a bit and I knew it was Shawn as his strong arms wrapped around me in comfort. He brushed his hand through my hair as I held onto his hand that was free. Turning to face Shawn as if it was the first time in my life and I was still amazed at his beautiful face and his blue green eyes, I brushed my hand across his cheek. “Why are you the only good thing in my life,” I asked in a very low and hurt voice which also could have been mistaken as whining if you didn’t know any better. “Why are you the only good thing in MY life,” he asked me back.
“Hey there’s someone at the door,” came the voice of Lucas who was for some reason undetected because he made no sound when he came to my room door. Shawn stood up and smiled at me with understanding and compassion, “I’ll get it,” he said as he stood and my hand slipped slowly out of his. Even after Shawn had left into the front room to talk with whoever it was, Lucas still stood at the door with a confused look on his face. “Did you need anything,” I asked Lucas who had done a really great job of annoying me so far today. “Yeah I did,” he said yet still stood there. “If you don’t mind, I’d like a little bit of Aretha Franklin just whenever,” he remarked with a wisdom and intelligence unlike anyone his own age. He was asking for respect…something I had little for anyone including someone I thought to be a burden. Lucas shook his head and began to walk away in disgust as I sat up, “Lucas wait,” but he had already walked away.
As I wondered to myself how it would have been possible for me to show Lucas some respect when I showed myself the least respect of all, Shawn came walking through the door and sat next to me. He put his arm around me and rested his head against mine as I slowly shifted into hugging him in the way a prisoner might hug his long lost lover. That’s exactly what I have made myself over the last 8 months since my dad had died.
The night was cool and I had gone to the basement where we had ordained it as a place of peace and quiet. It had books and other things useful for relaxation including really expensive couches and a sound studio booth that was formed into an intensive sound therapy mini room that had a soft curl style couch that nearly resembled a very soft bed. I sat down on a large soft chair and breathed out deeply. I didn’t require a lot to relax but I did require comfort.
The sound of footsteps coming down the stairs presented by Lucas who’s eyes were red and his cheeks were wet was followed by him turning around and starting to walk back up the stairs. “Lucas wait,” I said as I heard him freeze on the third or fourth step. “Can we talk please? I promise I won’t be rude,” I said as slowly I seen Lucas, the skinny blond haired blue eyed boy walk towards me. He sat down next to me as his complexion was nearly that of Shawn’s minus the fact that Lucas had a smaller body frame. He wasn’t as widely built as Shawn but he was about as tall as him. He had a tiny bit of short facial hair but it looked well on him because he kept it shaved off or well trimmed.
“Lucas, I’m really sorry for my…outbursts of anger. I know this has been pretty tough for you too and I know how it must feel to suffer the loss of one dad and then have the dad that took you in die shortly afterwards.” Lucas looked at me with eyes that screamed that he was hurt and alone. His chair was connected to my chair and I took out the removable center part and scooted close to him and gave him a side hug. While he was hugging me back, he was beginning to rub my back which I first took as a sign of affection but then as his hand went lower I knew that it was more. I pulled back and stood up. Lucas just sat there and looked down at the floor. “Lucas,” I said as I was reaching for the right words to say. “We couldn’t do anything…I’m married and I am very happy with Shawn. I’m really sorry but I’m not here to do anything like that with you,” I said in the most appropriate way possible. “You keep forgetting,” said Lucas as he stood up and got in my face, “I’m only two years younger than you and you’re treating me like a child.” Lucas walked away and up the stairs seething mad.
I lay in my bed with the window to my bedroom window open enough to let some cool air in. Shawn had just crawled into bed with me and wrapped his hands around my waist and kissed my bare exposed shoulder. “I just got done talking to Lucas,” whispered Shawn in his calming voice that would be able to talk down a robber to donating money rather than stealing it from a bank. “I think we have a problem Mark,” and as he said that I turned and looked into Shawn’s eyes. “What’s the problem,” I asked as if I knew absolutely nothing about Lucas’ sexual preference. “Lucas explained to me in confidence something so I hope that you don’t get mad and hope that this stays between us,” said Shawn as he looked into my eyes for co-operation.
“Lucas told me,” said Shawn slowly as he rubbed my chest with his hand as a way to try and calm me before the impact of the news, “that he really likes you and that every time he see’s you and me together it causes him to get jealous.” I turned my head over slightly and let out a big sigh. “You have got to admit that he does have a valid point Mark; he is only two years younger than us. He feels like we should be involved in all of his sexual upbringings. We should at least be his guide or a voice of understanding,” said Shawn as I slightly shook my head in a hopeless effort. “Shawn, he nearly made a move on me while I was in the basement a few hours ago,” I said a bit louder than a whisper but Lucas’ room was on the other side of the house so he wouldn’t have heard any of this talk.
“He told me about that and in his eyes he thinks that you should stop being a pussy and just fuck him,” Shawn said with all seriousness. “Of course he does but if he expects me to do it he’s got his fucking mind all mixed up. I care for him and I want to see him get that special someone like I found you instead of bringing home those criminals like he has been the last few weeks.” Shawn leaned in close to me and kissed my lips. “I’m glad for that one criminal that spray painted my windows back in Kansas, they can’t all be that bad.” I cracked a small smile remembering what I had done that had ultimately led to Shawn and I falling in love. “Why do you have to bring that up again for,” I asked half annoyed and half amused. “Because until you understand that it’s not the person’s current actions that make the future, it’s their current heart, you’ll never get it.”
“You know you’re not allowed to speak over my head Shawn,” I said as I ran my hand down his chest as I began to get hard. “Well someone has got to do something about your thick head,” he said as he grabbed my cock and began to jerk it gently. I grabbed his cock and it was just as hard as always.
I moved down further on the bed and nearly fell off the bed when I was attempting to give Shawn a blow job. I leaned forward and with much practice, began to give Shawn the blow job that he loved the most. He had a certain way that he always loved but sometimes I’d make it dull on purpose so that not EVERY blow job was the best because if that was the case then he would get used to them and expect more every time. He was satisfied with what I gave him and I was satisfied with what he gave me.
It was about time for Shawn to get his turn. He tied up my hands and feet with soft yet thick silk where I couldn’t move. It was dark and he was quiet so it made it all the more mysterious. It was like trying to fuck someone in your mom’s house because you didn’t want your mom to hear; this is how it was with Lucas in the house. “Now don’t you run off on me, I’m going to go clean out really quick and I’ll be right back,” Shawn said as he walked slowly out of the room not making much sound. I smiled as I knew that he was going to make tonight perfect.
I had been waiting just imagining what he was going to do since every night seemed different slightly as I heard Shawn rustle back into the room. Without speaking he began to rub my cock as if it was his first time; playfully touching it and then he finally put his mouth on it. He began his blowjob slightly different than normal which was what I loved. I couldn’t see anything for one because it was night time and for two because he liked to occasionally blindfold me. Everything about tonight seemed new and fresh as Shawn had apparently been learning new cock sucking tactics.
“Oh god yes…just like that,” I whispered quietly as he deep throated me. “OK, playtimes over, get on my cock and ride it like you have never rode it before,” I whispered as I felt him get on top of me and fresh lube was applied on my cock and then he sat on it. The pleasure was amazing tonight for some reason. It was feeling as if he had never been fucked before. “Oh fuck yeah Shawn,” I said as I thrust up inside him rather roughly. He was bouncing on my cock a little slowly as he did sometimes to torture me. I sped up as he began to moan a little bit strangely and then stopped.
Tonight was very special for some reason; I had never felt so much pleasure in what seemed like the first time that I fucked Shawn and it seemed like he was holding out on me. I began to speed up as my cock was ready to blow. I was squirming and the knots were starting to come undone as I just about cummed so very hard into Shawn’s ass when the knot broke free and my hand came down on Shawn’s hairy leg. Just as it brushed his leg, I grabbed onto his leg and came full force into his seemingly very tight hole. I jerked a little bit as the intensity of the fuck I had just experienced was the far best I had ever had. I felt Shawn get off me and tip toe out of the room as I smiled and took off the blindfold which slightly revealed the room a bit.
“Hey Shawn, don’t you want anything in return,” I said slightly above a whisper. “Oh you know I do,” said Shawn as he re-entered the room and began to get on top of my cock which was already spent. “Oh you didn’t stay hard for me I see…and you came too. My goodness Mark you’re acting like you hadn’t fucked me in months,” said Shawn as he wiped at the left over cum in my pubes. “Shawn, that was amazing how you made it feel like your ass was like it was virgin territory again,” I said as I undid my other hand from the silk tie up. “What are you talking about; I just got done cleaning out for you…” Shawn said as it just hit us both what had just happened. Lucas was smarter than we all thought.
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