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Sasha called me into the bathroom once the water was hot. He was sitting on the toilet, letting my cum slowly drip out of him.
"Sorry, haha. Probably not very sexy to see." Sasha said.
I walked over and grabbed his face, squishing his cheeks so his lips puckered.
"Listen to me, baby. That cum dripping out of your pussy, that's a trophy right there. You let that load drip out of you with pride, you earned it. Hear me?" I said gritting my teeth. I needed this boy to recognize and accept his power as a beautiful young man with an ass I'd pay millions to unload in again.
"Yes, sir." He said.
I let go of his cheek and lightly tapped his face with my palm. He seemed like he liked that. I stepped into the shower and let the hot water carry the sweat off my body. I enjoyed the water for a moment when I felt Sasha's hands on my back. His hands made their way around my torso and landed on my stomach. Sasha gave me a big hug from behind, letting the hot water pour over his eyes, nose, and mouth. I turned around and embraced him back. I was so grateful he was here, and the relationship we were forming already felt so special. He felt so small in my big arms as I moved my hands up and down his back.
"Thank you, Sasha," I said, wondering if he knew how much I meant it.
"No, Ben. Thank you," he said, returning my gratitude. I decided not to argue who was more thankful, and just enjoyed our embrace under the hot water for a moment longer.
After our shower we returned to the dinner that I had cooked for us earlier that night. It was ice cold now. We looked at each other and laughed.
"Guess we got a bit off task..." I said, still laughing. "Fuck it, let's go grab some pizza."
"Yes, okay!" Sasha said with a big smile.
As we both took out first bites of our shitty Boston pizza, I noticed I just couldn't shake the feelings of love for this kid. It came out of lust, obviously, but it wasn't like I wanted to date him. It felt parental to have him in my care. Of course, he was an adult now and didn't need to be raised anymore, but I felt like his father of the gay world. He trusted me to bestow my knowledge of gay sex and culture, and that was honor enough to bring me to tears.
"Sasha, I just want to say that I'm so happy the world has changed enough where you get to be yourself, even if you don't know exactly what that is yet. It's a huge deal." I said to him.
He thought for a moment before responding. "Yeah, it is cool I get to explore who I am. It must've been hard for you to come out later in life. How long ago was it?" he asked.
"It's only been 5 or 6 years, but I've certainly not held back." I said, chuckling.
"Had you been with any other men before you came out? Like did you experiment or anything?" Sasha asked.
I froze. It was like he knew exactly what I wasn't telling him. There was someone I was with before coming out, his father. I didn't know what to say.
"Uhm, well, yes. I was with one man before coming out, but I don't think you want to hear about it." I said, hoping he'd drop it. I had no idea what to do! I knew Mark would kill me if I told his son what happened back in college.
"Please Ben???? PLEASE! Tell me everything! You were inside of me for Christ's sake!" He yelled.
"Woah, woah, keep your voice down!" I whispered. "These people probably think you're my son."
"And I'll tell them I am, and you forced yourself onto me, if you don't tell me everything!" He said, crossing his arms.
This little shit was starting to piss me off, especially since he got me backed into a corner like this so easily. In this moment I was sure I never wanted kids.
"Fine. Grab your stuff, let's go for a walk." I said, clearly annoyed. Sasha didn't care though, as far as he was concerned, he won.
We walked down the street for a moment before turning into the Kelleher Rose Garden, my favorite part of the Emerald Necklace. It was dark now, but the foliage felt alive in the early summer heat. I knew what I needed to say, but I just didn't want to have to do it. I had no idea how this would go over. Sasha was either going to be disgusted or incredibly uncomfortable, or both.
"Well, go on!" He urged.
I took a deep breath, very deep, and tried to steady my nerves.
"Okay, Sasha, I really need you to have an open mind right now. People are fallible, they do all sorts of things, sometimes for no reason." I said, trying to preface this.
"Boo, I'm bored already. Just tell me what happened!" He teased.
This was torture, and more than anything I just wanted it to be over with.
"Okay. So... back in college, your dad and I were good friends and roommates for all four years." I started.
"Yeah, I know. So?" Sasha asked, probably thinking this was irrelevant.
"So... we were some horny kids back then, basically fucking any girl that looked at us. Well, we always tried to get a girl or two to come back to our room with us after a party, but we weren't always successful..." I said, trailing off.
"Okay, yeah..." Sasha said, maybe starting to see where this was going.
"Well, our hormones were all over the place, and not having anyone to fuck was always an issue for us..." I said.
"Go on," Sasha insisted.
"So, some nights, or a lot of nights, I would, uh, I'd let your dad fuck me." I said, feeling all the blood drain from my face. I just looked straight ahead; I couldn't see Sasha's reaction for fear he was horrified.
There was a long silence, or maybe it was only a second, but it felt like an eternal hell of confession.
"Oh... my... god..." Sasha started. He didn't sound thrilled, and I felt like I needed to defend his father.
"It was just sex, Sasha, it didn't mean any-" I started before he interrupted.
"THAT IS SO FUCKING HOT!" Sasha yelled, practically jumping and twirling with joy.
I was shocked. Hot? I let his dad fuck me and he thinks that's hot? I mean, so did I, but this kid just continued to surprise me.
"Really?" I asked.
"Are you fucking kidding me? That's like, the hottest thing I've ever heard. My dad is a fucking stallion, and you're like, a Greek god, so uh yeah, that's like, the hottest thing I've ever heard in my entire life. My dick is like a brick right now just thinking about it!" He said, practically over the moon.
"God, I am so relived. I thought you'd be horrified and disgusted and want to leave immediately!" I said.
"Uh, hell no. But I do have like, a million questions." Sasha said. "Is his cock big, what about his balls? Does he shave his pubes or have a huge bush? Did you ever fuck him? Did you ever tell anyone?"
"Woah, woah, slow down, bud. I don't think your dad wants you hearing all of that. But no, we never told anyone, mostly per his request. It was just about two guys helping each other get off. Well, maybe it was a bit more than that to me, but I repressed those thoughts pretty hard." I said.
"Okay, fine. That's fucking hot though. I'm totally jealous!" He said.
"He's jealous?" I thought to myself. What does that mean, does he want his dad to fuck him? I can't say I hated the idea of it, I just hope I got to be there when it happened!
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