Don't Shit Where You Eat

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Don't Shit Where You Eat by Sam

Well, here I sit alone in my now empty house. Guess it goes to show that men suck. Sorry, I guess I should explain. My name is Sam. My partner of 3 years just dumped me to go off with a thinner guy. He said I had let myself go and he wasn't interested in me anymore. Well, fuck him, but he was right. I had put on a little extra weight. But does that mean we just break up? We were planning to get married and adopt. I already outfitted the spare room with a kid's bed and desk. I was finally going to have the family I dreamed of. But now, it is all gone.

After I spent all of Friday night and Saturday in bed crying over this jerk, I got up Sunday and decided to do something about it. If I was going to have to start dating again, I was going to have to lose some weight. Now, I'm not huge, but I have a spare tire. Let me describe myself. I'm 25, blond hair, blue eyes and a wonderful bubble butt. I didn't have to pay for too many meals going through college because of this butt. I'm 5 foot 4 inches tall and 140 pounds. So, I got some weight to lose.

I put on my sweats and went to the park. They have a jogging trail so I put on my headphones and started to jog. Before I realized it I had been jogging for an hour. I came back home and grabbed the trash can. I threw away all my snack cakes and other sweats. I then grabbed the bag and threw it in the dumpster. Out of the house, out of my body. I then went to the store and bought a fiber cereal with no sugar and low fat milk, lettuce and tomatoes, chicken and a bag of apples. I was going to eat healthy.

I spent the next 4 months jogging an hour every day and eating the fiber cereal for breakfast. I then just had a salad for lunch and chicken and salad for dinner. If I was hungry in between, I had an apple. It worked. I was now down to 108 pounds. I was ready to date again.

It was Friday morning and I was going to my cubicle at the call center I work at. The guy that has the cubicle next to me, Mark, talked to me.

"Dang Sam, you've lost a lot of weight."

"Yeah, I've been trying to get back in shape to date again."

"What? What happened to Greg?"

"He dumped me 4 months ago to go out with a skinny bimbo."

"Oh man, I'm sorry to hear that. How about we go out after work and get a drink to drown your sorrows?"

I chuckled. "It's been 4 months and I'm over my sorrows for him. And you know I don't drink."

"Ok, then Starbucks and we'll celebrate your achievement."

"Ok, but keep me away from the muffins."

"No problem."

It was then time for us to get started as the calls started coming through. There really isn't time to talk during the work day, and me and Mark have different lunch breaks so I didn't speak to him until we were done. We headed out together. We decided just to take his car and leave mine here and we'd come back and pick it up after. He drove us over to Starbucks and we ordered our drinks. I saw the muffins but managed to control my temptations. I've come too far to mess it up now.

We sat down and chatted. Mark's a good guy. He's about 6 foot tall, brown hair and eyes. He's Latino, but other than his very light brown skin and last name you wouldn't know it. His family has been here for generations, probably longer than mine. He has broad shoulders and is solid. Not bodybuilder muscles or six pack, but if you ran into him, you would be hurting. He goes to the gym after work twice a week. I've always found him attractive, but my dad always told me 'you don't shit where you eat'. What he meant was, don't screw around with coworkers because if it goes south you then have to deal with seeing them every day or find another job.

After a bit I was getting hungry, but didn't want any of the sugar filled crap at Starbucks. Mark said we could go to a restaurant and grab a bite. So we headed over there and it was a great meal. I've never been here, but Mark said it was good, and he was right. After we ate he asked if we could go back to my place to watch a movie and hang out some more. I agreed and gave him directions. When we got there we sat on my couch and I found a movie on Amazon and we started to watch it.

When we were about a third into the movie, Mark put his arm around my shoulders. Oh man, is Mark putting the moves on me? I didn't think he was gay. He never gave off that type of vibe to me. Man, if my dad saw this he would be screaming 'don't shit where you eat Sam'. I know dad, but Mark is hot, and it has been so long since I have been with someone. I didn't care at this point. If Mark wanted me, he could have me.

When we were just past the halfway point of the movie, Mark bent down and kissed me. I kissed back. It was light at first but soon we were tongue wrestling. Mark reached down and pulled off my shirt. I did the same to him and we started rubbing out hands all over each other as we kissed. He is really solid. When I couldn't take it anymore I broke the kiss and said we should go to the bedroom. Mark followed me and when we got there I took his pants off. He was wearing boxer- briefs and there was a snake going down the leg. Or it fucking looked like it. How big is he?

Mark removed my pants and I was standing in my boxers. I put my hand on his bulge and moved it down over his enormous cock. He put his on mine and rubbed me. I pulled down his underwear to release the beast. When it was free I saw it. Now, I didn't have a ruler to measure it, but it looked to be about 9 or 10 inches long and it was super thick. When I wrapped my hand around it, my fingers didn't touch. I had to have this. I got on my knees in front of him and took it into my mouth. I only got about 3 inches in and used my hand for the rest. I licked and sucked on it as my hand stroked him. It went on for about 10 minutes before he told me he was about to cum. I didn't heed his warning. I wanted to taste him. I continued on and he fired his load into my mouth. I swallowed as fast as I could. He tasted good. Slightly bitter but also there was some sweetness to it. Not sure how he does that.

After I had drained him, I pulled off of him and stood back up. He kissed me then pulled off my underwear and guided me to the bed. He laid me down then got on top of me and continued to kiss me. After a few minutes he was hard again and asked if I had protection. I said in the nightstand and he opened the drawer. He took a condom and put it on then lubed it up. I lifted my legs and he lubed my hole then pushed a finger in. It went in easily, I'm far from a virgin. He then put in two then three fingers. When he had stretched me out he got on top of me and I felt his cock at my hole. I pushed out and he pushed into me gently. Wow, he is thick. Once his head was in he stopped to let me adjust. After I was ready he started to push in more. Once he was all the way in I had him wait so I could adjust to his size. After a minute I was ready and he pulled out until just the head was in and pushed back in. He was so thick he was rubbing my prostate on every thrust.

It was so wonderful having a cock inside me again after 4 months of nothing. Plus, Mark is way bigger than Greg was. Mark was holding himself up above me with a hand on either side of me. I looked up and his brown eyes were looking at mine. I reached up and put my arms around his neck to pull him down to me. I kissed him and we made out as he thrust in and out of me. Mark was really good and had me feeling pleasures I've never felt. After about 20 minutes I felt my orgasm building. I was soon pushed over the top and shot my load on us. This pushed Mark over and he thrust into me all the way and I felt his cock pulsing inside me.

After we had calmed down, Mark pulled out of me and removed the condom. I took it from him and put it in my trash next to the bed. I got up and grabbed a towel to clean us off. When we were clean I laid back down next to Mark.

"I hope this was ok Sam. I've kinda had a crush on you since I met you, but you had Greg. I didn't mean for it to go this far, but I couldn't help myself."

"It's ok, as long as this isn't a one night thing. I've found you attractive too, but my dad always said not to date coworkers."

"This doesn't have to be a one night thing. I'd love to see where this goes."

"So would I. Can you stay the night?"

"Yeah, just let me send a text message and we can get some sleep."

Mark sent a message then laid in the bed. I cuddled up to him and put my head on his chest. He put his arm around my back and held me to him. It has been so long since I've been held, I fell asleep quickly.

When I woke up Mark was already awake. He pulled me up and kissed me then laid me down and we made out. He then reached into my drawer and pulled out a condom and put it on then lubed us up and I felt him enter me. He got on top of me and thrust in and out of me as he looked down into my eyes. I wrapped my arms around his neck and just held on as I took in the feelings his cock was giving me. Soon I was pushed over the edge and came on us as I felt him thrust hard into me and pump his load into the condom. After we calmed down, he pulled out of me and threw away the condom then we got up and took shower. After we had cleaned up we got dressed.

"I only have cereal for breakfast."

"That's ok, I'll take you out for breakfast then swing by work so you can get your car. I'd like to spend more time with you but I have things I have to take care of this weekend. But can we go out again Friday?"

"Yeah, I'd like that."

We went to the IHOP and had breakfast then he took me to work so I could get my car. The week went by fast as I kept thinking about Friday with Mark. On Friday, after work we both drove to my house so I could drop my car there then we took his car to a restaurant. After dinner we went to a movie before going back to my place.

When we got to my place we wasted no time. We went straight to the bedroom. I pulled off his shirt and then he pulled off mine. I removed his pants and underwear and just looked at his enormous cock as he did the same to me. He then kissed me as he guided me to the bed. He laid me down on my back and got on top of me. He kissed down my neck and to my chest. There he licked around my nipples before kissing his way to my navel. He didn't stop there and went down and around my dick and balls and lifted my legs. He dove in and started rimming me. He twirled his tongue around my hole making me squirm. He darted his tongue in and out of me. When he was done he got back up and put on a condom and lubed us up then got above me and I felt him enter me. He thrust in and out of me slowly. It felt so good feeling his cock slide in and out of me. It took a while but soon I was pushed over the edge and cum all over us. This took Mark over and he pushed all the way in me as I felt his cock pulsing inside me.

After we came down he pulled out of me and threw away the condom and I cleaned us up then we cuddled and went to sleep. When we woke up he slowly fucked me again on my back. We then took a shower and got dressed. I had gone grocery shopping and had stuff to make for breakfast now so I made eggs and bacon with toast. I had a man now so I didn't need to stay on my strict diet, but I still went jogging after work. I didn't want to balloon up and have Mark leave me too.

After breakfast he had to leave but made a date for Friday again. This went on for a couple of months. We would go out on Friday then go back to my place for sex and he would leave after breakfast the next morning.

One Saturday after breakfast he wanted to talk.

"Sam, I want to tell you something, but I want you to just let me finish before you say anything."

"Ok."

"Ok, well, I'm not gay. I'm bisexual. Now I am not going to tell you I have a girlfriend on the side or anything, I'm just letting you know that. You are the only one I am dating. But in college I knocked up this girl and she had my child. So I'm just letting you know that I have a 6 year old son."

This was news. I've known him for 2 years and this is the first time he has ever mentioned a son. I wonder if he was hiding him from me on purpose so I would be more interested in him?

"Ok, this is the first I'm hearing of this."

"I wasn't hiding him. I just like to get to know someone before I bring him in so I know I'm interested in them first. So I'd like you to meet him, if you want."

"Yeah. Does his mom have like joint custody and you get him every other week or something?"

"No, his mom died during childbirth so I'm his only parent."

"Oh. Where does he stay when you are with me?"

"My parents take him."

"Ok, then when can we meet?"

"We can stay over tonight if you want."

"Yeah, that will work. I'll have to get stuff for kids to eat."

"He'll be fine with anything. Actually, he will probably try to push you away from me any way that he can. He's ruined a lot of relationships for me."

"Well, I'm up for a challenge. Bring him by after dinner."

"Ok, see you then."

I went to the store and got some snack cakes and pancake mix. That should do for one night and breakfast. When Mark showed up just after dinner he had a kid in tow. He introduced us and we went to the couch to sit down. Alex was a cute kid. Brown hair and eyes like his dad.

"So Alex, what do you like to do for fun."

"Video games and stuff. What about you?" He seemed a bit snippy.

"Just watch TV and movies. What kind of games do you play?"

"Any." He wasn't making this easy.

"Like Fortnight?" I've heard that game mentioned a lot.

"That's for babies." God I wanted to strangle this kid.

"Do you like any TV shows?"

"No. Hey dad, it's time for my bath, can Sam give it to me?"

"Sure kiddo."

Why the fuck does he want me to give him a bath with how hostile he's been to me so far? I smell a rat. I tell him to go to the bathroom and I'll be right there, then tell Mark to wait outside the bathroom door and listen in. He agrees to.

I go into the bathroom and close the door. Not all the way but enough that you can't see the hallway, but it is still open so everything can be heard and it can be opened without making a noise. I put in the stopper and start the water. I ask if he wants bubble bath then put some in when he agrees. Once it is ready I have him get undressed. When he is naked I help him into the tub as it is a little tall for him to get over on his own. Then when he is seated in the water I sit on the floor against the sink and just look at him.

"So what's the end game here?"

"What do you mean?"

"You obviously don't like me, so why am I giving you a bath?"

"Simple, you and me alone, and I'm naked."

"So, gonna say I touched you or something?"

"Yeah."

"Why?"

"'Cause I don't want you taking away my dad."

"I have no intention of doing that. I want to be with him, but together with you. You'll still have the same amount of time with him."

"I don't want to share. I want him to myself."

"So you will lie and have me put in jail for something I didn't do just so I can't be with your dad?"

"I don't care what happens to you. I just want my dad to myself."

"What if someone did that to you? Lied and said you did something you didn't just to get you in trouble."

"Yeah, whatever. Are you going to wash me or not?"

"You are 6, can't you wash yourself?"

"I can. I do it when my grandparents watch me. But don't you want to touch me? Don't all fags like to play with little boys?"

"No, I'm only interested in men. And don't use that word around me, it's offensive."

"What? Fag?"

"Yeah."

"Ok, for the little time left that I have to be around you, I won't say fag."

"Thank you." He starts to wash himself.

When he finishes washing himself I help him get out of the tub and hand him a towel so he can dry himself then pull the plug on the drain.

"Do you have PJs or something?"

"Yeah, they are in my bag, but after I tell my dad you touched me I'll just put on my regular clothes so we can leave."

He walked to the door and opened it to find Mark standing there staring at him.

"You're grounded!"

"Dad, he touched me."

"No he didn't. I've been here the whole time and the only time he got close to you was helping you in and out of the tub. Now march your butt into that room and put on your PJs and go to bed, now!"

Alex walked to the spare room and slammed the door. Mark apologized to me for Alex's behavior. I told him not to worry about it, he just thinks he will get less time if I'm around. Mark said he was going to get a lot less time if he keeps this up. I made sure everything was locked up and me and Mark went to my room. We closed the door and undressed then got in bed. Mark started kissing me and then got on top of me. He put on a condom and lubed us up then he entered me. He fucked me slow and it lasted a long time. After we came he pulled out of me and threw away the condom and I wiped us off then we cuddled up and went to sleep.

When we woke up he fucked me then we got up and took a shower. After we were clean and dressed I made pancakes as a little sugar might mellow that kid out a bit. When I had everything made I put them on the table and Mark went to get Alex. Alex came to the table and asked who made it. Mark told him I did. Alex looked at me then said he wouldn't eat anything made by the fag. Mark said he was grounded for two weeks and if he wasn't going to eat to go back to his room. Alex said his room was at their house, but Mark said his room is now over there and pointed to my spare room. Alex went to his room and slammed the door.

"Sorry, is it ok if we stay longer?"

"You can stay as long as you like. I can put up with him if I have to." And to be with Mark, I could.

At lunch time I made some sandwiches. I also had some baked chips. Mark went to Alex's room and knocked on the door to say lunch was ready. I wasn't far behind him.

"Was it made by the fag?"

"Yes, and you're now grounded for 3 weeks."

"I ain't eating it."

At dinner time it was the same way. He was up to 4 weeks now. After me and Mark had a good dinner we watched a movie then went to my room. He fucked me then we went to sleep. When we woke up we fucked before taking a shower and getting dressed. I made some eggs and bacon with toast. When it was ready we went to get Alex. Even if he didn't want to eat what I made, he still had to go to school.

When we went into his room he was in bed. Mark told him to get up and eat. Alex said his stomach hurt. Mark wasn't sympathetic and simply said it wouldn't if he would eat. I wasn't so sure. I was looking at Alex and his cheeks were red. I went up to him and put my hand on his forehead. He was hot. I went to the bathroom and got the ear thermometer and went back to Alex.

"Alex I'm going to stick this in your ear so I can get your temperature. It may feel a little weird ok?"

"Ok." I put it in and it read 101.5 degrees.

"Alex, what does the pain in your stomach feel like. Is it just sick, or pain pain?"

"Pain pain."

"Ok, tell me if it gets worse." I poked my finger on his stomach. When I poked on the right side near his belly button.

"OW!"

"Mark, we need to get him to the hospital now!"

We put on shoes and I picked up Alex and carried him to the car then held him as Mark drove to the hospital. When we got there I told them what was going on and they admitted him and took him to surgery.

A few hours later I'm in Alex's hospital room by his bed as he wakes up.

"Where's dad?"

"Sorry buddy, but he had to work. He didn't have any vacation days left to use."

"So it is only you here?"

"Me and cameras, so don't try to say I did stuff I didn't do."

"No, I wasn't thinking that. Why did you stay?"

"Well, someone needed to be here for you."

"So what was it?"

"Your appendix was inflamed. But don't worry, they got it before it burst. Trust me, you don't want to deal with that. I was in surgery for hours and in bed with a high fever and pain for days. I thought I was going to die. But I made it through. But we got yours before that so you will be fine."

"You had your appendix out?"

"More like it took itself out and almost killed me in the process, but after surgery and lots of medication I made it."

"So, you saved my life?"

"Well, sort of, I guess."

"Why? If I died you would get my dad to yourself."

"Yeah, but then I wouldn't get you too."

"What?"

"Did you ever wonder why there was a room in my house ready for a kid to move in to?"

"I figured you did it when my dad told you about me."

"Nope. Your dad told me about you on Saturday, the same day you met me. That room has been made up for a kid for a year now. You see, my previous partner and I were thinking of adopting, before he dumped me."

"So you do like kids."

"I would like to raise kids, not diddle them."

"So you want to be my dad too?"

"I'm not going to replace your dad. But if me and Mark stay together, I'd like a chance to raise you with him."

"You're weird Sam. All the other girls my dad dated ran when I said I was going to accuse them of stuff, but you stayed. Why?"

"Because I like your dad. Also I think you are a good kid. You just have messed up ideas of right and wrong. I'd like the opportunity to fix that. I don't want to take your dad from you, I want me, you and him to be a family together."

"I guess I can live with that. Do you think you can do anything about my grounding?"

"If you can stop calling me the fag, I can try."

"Sorry about that. I just wanted to hurt you, and even then you wanted to help me."

"As long as me and Mark are together, I will always help when I can."

"So when can we get out of this place?"

"I think they are going to keep you overnight to make sure you don't get an infection, but maybe tomorrow you can come home."

"Are we really living with you now?"

"We haven't discussed it, but I wouldn't mind if you did. Would you prefer if I moved in with y'all?"

"No, we live with my grandparents. Dad says we can't afford a place of our own. I like your house, I'd like to live there."

"Well, when Mark gets off work we can talk about it."

"Ok."

When Mark got off work we talked together with Alex. We agreed for them to move in with me. Once they released Alex we took him home and went to get all their stuff and got it moved in.

A year later me and Mark got married and I adopted Alex as a second parent. He really is a good kid and we get along great. We are the family I always wanted. I guess dad's words don't always apply, sometimes shitting where you eat doesn't turn out bad.

The end.