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They don't have to know...Chapter 4
"Damn boy, I feel like I had a workout and you did all the work." Stan said, sweat beading on his forehead.
Leaning forward again, looking into his eyes, "Guess we'll get you in shape yet daddy."
"I see a shape I like right now. Damn you are one hot stud. Come, give daddy his morning protein shots." Stan smiled and reached over to return to stroking Sam off, even with his dick still stuck in his ass.
Sam leaned down and kissed the tip of Stan's nose before he sat up, giving full access to the menstruations of his cock. "Oh you are such a nice daddy, thinking of his boy's happiness too... oh, that's nice." He let his mind wander a moment before he felt the urges building and the cock pop out of his ass, "Awe, lost you."
"Fine, feed me my shots, come on, shoot me your load." Stan sat up enough for Sam to scoot forward close enough to Stick the tip of his dick in Stan's mouth. Stan started sucking the tip while still long stroking his meat, "Oh yeah... mmm... here... you... go... daaaaddddyy!!!" he screamed as his scrotum pulled tight and he started pumping, filling Stan's eager mouth with his seed.
It took the two men another ten minutes to catch their breaths and actually get out of bed. Opting for a shower alone, Stan sent Sam off to the hallway bathroom to shower and use the facilities, he still wasn't ready to share the room when he had to use the facilities and especially not sure what Sam would need to do to properly clean up after getting his ass worked out twice in the past twelve hours.
"Oh my, is that bacon I smell?"
Laughing as he turned, "The number one most dangerous meal to fix... for a nudist. Lucky for you I wore the apron my daughter was good enough to buy me for grilling." a long white apron with a large smiley face with the words 'World's Greatest Grill Master' graced Stan's body.
Sam started laughing, "Your ass was hanging out of that, I was about to make a comment, but that apron is... hilarious, but I think it should say 'World's Greatest Daddy' personally."
Noticing that Sam had put on his slacks and shirt, though unbuttoned, Stan shook his head, "Where you planning on going? You can stay if you'd like, at least through breakfast." he indicated his state of dress.
"Um. I... no, I don't have plans for the weekend and I would love to have breakfast. I didn't have anything else to wear."
"Then why wear anything? You can if you'd rather, just offering that while you're here... unless company is coming over... clothes are optional, but in your case, I'd rather say not allowed." He flashed an enormous smile at Sam, "I like looking at your body, is that too odd for you? Oh... how do you want your eggs?"
Sam walked over to Stan while he'd turned to the refrigerator to fetch the eggs, his bare backside facing him, "I must admit, the view is fantastic, you dressed like that." When Stan turned back around and sat down the eggs, Sam wrapped his arms around his waist and planted a deep, passionate kiss on him, caressing his bare ass cheeks. "Mmm, you've been testing the bacon sweet cheeked daddy."
"Eggs?" Stan asked again, taking one more kiss before swatting Sam on the tush.
"Scrambled is fine. Do you have some cheese to mix in?" He released his lover and backed up a step, peeling his shirt back off, "I'll go get out of these, just for you, but don't be surprised if I have a hard-on all day!"
"I sure hope so." Stan chuckled, then finished making their breakfast.
Sam had returned to the kitchen naked, but not sporting his promised erection. They ate and shared some good laughs, even cleaning up the dishes while taking pot shots at giving a light tap to the ass here or a tug of a dick there.
With mugs of coffee in hand, Stan and Sam went into the backyard, "So, tell me more about you, outside of work and not in the bed." they were sitting on the patio, the sun wasn't strong yet so they were enjoying sitting in the light to warm their skin.
Sam had to think about that a bit.... yet it ended up being an hour later when they finally had to get up, having started to roast in the sun. "Look at that, I didn't think I could talk that long about myself." He admitted.
"And not once did you talk about sex, other than choosing your sexuality. There's still two things I'd like to ask, if you don't mind answering that is." Stan started once they were relaxing on the livingroom couch, each with a bottle of water in their hand. Sam only nodded his ascent, "Okay then... you know that I have been married, have a child... have you never wanted children?"
"I do someday, though I'm not sure they would let me adopt being single. I will give my sperm, but... I don't know about actually... you know, having sex with a woman." he blushed, admitting that fact.
Stan nodded, "That actually answered one of my questions too, you haven't actually had sex with a woman then. Hey, that's your thing, I won't press or ask why... but I would like to know why me? I know you said it's a father figure thing, but... I don't sport the best body, got this punch, plus you definitely work out, I might do a few laps in the pool and walk around some."
Sam moved over and kissed his face, "You're exactly what you're supposed to be... a sexy daddy." he reached over and ran his hand along Stan's chest, twirling the hair, "a touch of gray, thick hair that belies the fact that you trim down here..." he scratched at his pubes, "plus the extra padding makes your lap and belly a better pillow for cuddling." with that, he bent over and gave Stan's flaccid cock a kiss on the shaft.
"I'm not some young stud, like you are, that can recover in a couple hours for sex time after time. Aren't you going to be... well, disappointed if I don't get hard with every little attention you give my dick?"
"Mmm, no. I like a natural man, flaccid is just as sexy to me as hard." Sam admitted, flipping over to lay his head on Stan's lap, looking up into his face, "Besides, I'm here to please you when you want pleasure and from what I've seen so far you do like to give a good suck. Anyways, if you got hard every time we play around, my ass would be permanently enlarged... then you wouldn't like to fuck me as much, would you?"
Stan looked down at Sam's face, his body was beautiful and yes, his dick was once again at full staff, "If you expect me to suck you off every time you have a hard-on though, I'll always have my mouth full." he began to rub the wonderfully soft little scruff of fur on Sam's chest, avoiding his cock for the moment. "You are so hot and I love to just touch you."
"I love to have my daddy touch me, so long as he's happy. I did warn you that my dickie has its own ideas when to get hard, and that's all the time. You don't have to play with it when it is, just accept that when it is that I am happy being hard around you." Sam replied.
"So soft." Stan said, looking down into the face of his new little boy. "You live alone. I know this is quick, but, would you like to stay here? I've been alone in this house for a long time now and... ah... it's quiet and sort of lonely lately."
"I... it is fast to move in just like that, besides, what would they say at work if they found out?"
As he started to play with Sam's now erect nipples, giving them each a little squeeze, "They don't have to know..." he began to run his other hand through Sam's this head of hair, "It doesn't have to be all the time if you'd like to keep your own place for... whenever you need time alone or with one of your younger men."
Sam reached up with his hand to caress Stan's face, "There are no younger men and the last older man... he's never been special in any way, not like you daddy. I'd rather not... I won't be seeing him anymore."
That admittance hit Stan both hard and with a great glee in his heart... "you... you're giving up on your friend just because we... we're together now?"
"If you want me to daddy. I want to be YOUR boy, nobody else's. You though, I can tell that you don't like to bottom, do you?" Sam watched Stan shake his head, and smiled, "Oh see, now I know we're meant to be together! I love you fucking my ass and sucking my cock, but honestly I don't... actually I can't do that, it's too... too much like fucking a woman and if I try, I go limp."
"Really? You, limp? Is that even possible?" he laughed, Sam joined in, "Well, I guess we are a good match then because I don't like anything going in the out shoot, too much like seeing the doctor." Stan reached down and grasped Sam's still hard cock, "You do like it touched and sucked though, that much is evident."
"What guy doesn't masturbate. It's much better when you do it though..." he smiled up, "Daddy."
Stan smiled into Sam's face, then turned his attention to the cock he was rubbing, "You have a nice cock, a very nice cock. Look at that slit, the way it wants to talk when it gets rubbed... I think it's saying 'make me cum'."
"Oh, it always loves to say that." Sam admitted. "Oh, that feels so nice... I'll give you an hour to stop stroking my meat daddy."
"If you hold off an hour... you're going to be more than I can handle there boy." he laughed, then let go of Sam's cock, thumping it with his finger once.
"OWCH!! Hey, that's not nice." Sam said, grabbing his rapidly deflating but now throbbing dick.
Laughing, but not too much, "That's what the doc does if you start getting hard during a physical... at least my female doctor does. Thought I'd give you a taste of what you have to look forward to."
"That hurts though. Really that hurt." Sam complained as he started to sit up, still holding himself.
"Awe, here, move your hands, let me kiss it and make it feel better." Stan leaned over and starting kissing all around the penis... all over the lower abs and both thighs till he saw a bit of re-inflation, then he started to suck on the newly exposed balls, licking up the shaft and back to the other ball, then moved his hand in to caress both balls as he started to bob up and down on the full sized shaft.
"Oh, daddy knows how to make his boy feel better... oh yea... oh, mmm, that's nice." Sam started, having to adjust himself down a bit to allow Stan better access to his groin. With Stan making yummy sounds with his mouth, it vibrated down Sam's shaft quite nicely, "OH Wow, a hummer, oh god that's so nice daddy, suck my cock daddy, suck it hard, make it tremble, oh yea... oh... yeah... so nice..." it didn't actually take long, not after Sam was thinking about sex before Stan started giving him a blow job. "Oh daddy... daddy... DADDY..... OH GOD DAAADDDDYYYY.....AAAAHHHH!!!" he started shooting strong streams of thick cum into Stan's mouth and Stan took each and every drop, still gently massaging Sam's balls till Sam had to stop the action on his now sensitive cock head, "enough, bondage"
Stan lifted off Sam's cock, it was bright pink and quite tired and even looked sensitive, "Got it. You are quite tasty, did you know that?"
Chuckling, "I must be the way you won't let up when I'm all pumped out. Damn, you do know how to suck a mean cock though... that's twice today already and look..." he pointed down at Stan's cock, "...you're not even hard."
"Don't need to be hard to have a good time sucking you dry boy." he smiled back at Sam, "Kiss me, taste this special sauce of yours, it really is quite good."
Little did Sam know, Stan kept a small amount of cum tucked in his cheek and when they neared to kiss, he transferred it to the tip of his tongue and when they kissed, he slipped his tongue into Sam's and transferred the little glob of sperm to his lover's mouth. They kissed passionately, deeply, then it turned even more urgent, deeper, their hands began to grope each other's upper bodies, no place ended up being out of bounds as they appeared to be wrestling around on the couch. But it was Stan who gave up first this time, pulling his mouth back and Sam hard against him, he was finally able to catch his breath, "Oh man, that was hot... you're strong."
"Yea, you're no wimp either, but I did get your dick hard again." he laughed and Stan joined in.
After a few minutes passed, the two men wrapped around each other as they laid unmoving on the couch, "Will you then?"
"Absolutely daddy. I will keep my place for awhile, for appearance sake, plus I'm in a lease."
Stan bear hugged Sam even harder against him, nearly squeezing all the air out of his lungs, "We're gonna have such fun son, I tell you, such fun."
Sam smiled so wide when he realized Stan called him 'son'.
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