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Date: Mon, 05 Feb 2024 20:44:21 +0000
From: beachbum5599 <beachbum5599@proton.me>
Subject: Helpful Dad - Part 4

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This chapter marks the end of the first arc of this story. Email me for
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the story will continue, but I'm open to it.


Chapter 4 - Two Options

It was a bright and lovely morning. I whistled to myself as I showered and
got dressed in my finest church attire.

Today was the day. The day of Miguel's big step.

I wondered if my boy had contacted our church already. He probably had. He
was on top of these things.

I heard the shower running in the other bathroom, when I left my room. We
hadn't decided on a time but I knew they were both eager to have it
done. Just to check in, I opened the door to their bedroom.

Miguel was standing naked in profile near the window with the sunlight
streaming in. He was rubbing his long and thick... umm... manhood back and
forth with his hand. It looked slick and glistening. He shouldn't be doing
this on his big day.

I cleared my throat uncomfortably.

He looked over at me and smiled. With the sunlight hitting his muscular
form, he looked like an angel. Except for that monstrous... baton that was
sticking out.

"What's up, Simon?" he asked, his hand still making a wet noise as it moved
back and forth.

"Err... I just wanted to know how long it was going to be until ...?"

"Oh, not long now. Jayden should be done showering soon. We'll begin in
about 10 minutes."

"Sounds great!" I said, closing the door and heading back downstairs. 10
minutes until they come down.

10 minutes went by. I got up and started pacing.

5 more minutes passed by. What was taking them so long?

I climbed the stairs and knocked on their door.

"What's going on?" I asked.

"It's- it's happening dad!" Jayden's strained voice came through the door.

"Wha---?" I said, pushing the door wide open.

The sunlight streamed in from behind the both of them. Jayden was naked on
all fours on the bed, facing the door, his face contorting in all kinds of
mixed emotions.

"It's in, dad!" he said, breathlessly. "The head is in!" He was panting and
sweating.

Behind him, Miguel was kneeling on the bed, focused on looking down at
whatever was in front of him. He looked up to meet my eyes and shook his
head slightly, almost sadly.

What the HELL was going on here?

I stormed into the room, in my church suit and pants, and went to the other
side of the bed. And I was aghast at what I saw.

My father's words came to my mind - "When faced with sin and sinners, you
only have two options."

-----

* 7 days later *


I was tired from a long day of work. Helen, the receptionist, wished me a
good evening on my way out. If only.

I dropped by the grocery store before heading home. Five tomatoes, two cans
of tuna, and three pounds of chicken breast. That should be enough.

I drove home and parked the car in the driveway. I checked the
mailbox. Nothing useful.

I looked up at the house. The lights were all off on the ground floor.

While I was outside, I moved the garbage out to the street for pick for
tomorrow.

The sunlight was mostly gone in this dusk, but I figured I could still
check up on the backyard. I unlatched the backyard gate and went through
it.

It was quiet. No signs of raccoons or squirrels. I'd have to mow the lawn
this weekend, I noted to myself. I breathed it all in.

Then I went back out and into my house via the front door.

The living room and kitchen were empty. I sighed. Partly in relief, partly
in- I don't know what.

I put my work case down and went to the kitchen to get a glass of
water. The silence was deafening. I had never felt more alone. Just a week
or so ago, Jayden would have been here, to greet me.

Five minutes later, my tired feet climbed the stairs slowly. Everything was
perfectly silent, all because of Miguel.

I stopped outside the door of what used to be Jayden's room. With a sigh, I
opened the door and walked in.

It was dark. I turned on the lights.

It looked so empty and hollow without any of his stuff there. I sat on the
edge of the bed and unbuttoned my shirt. My hands went over the spot where
I had found the two of them a week ago. I shook my head and tried to forget
about it. I had made my choice. And there was no going back.

I changed into my evening clothes and went downstairs.

I started making dinner. In the middle of cooking, my cell phone
buzzed. Could it be...? I checked the caller ID. It was just spam. I let
out a breath and continued cooking.

The oven pinged. The chicken was done. I started to set dinner.

Instinctively, I called out towards the stairs, "Dinner's ready!" And then
I remembered. What I had done, what I had chosen. Why no one answered.

I sighed one more time.

I climbed up the stairs again. My palms slightly sweaty, I got to the door
of the master bedroom. That used to be my room. And I pushed the door open.

The feral grunting was the first thing to hit my ears. And then the sight.

On my bed (but no, no longer my bed), Jayden was on all fours, facing the
closet mirror. His mouth was being obscenely stretched by Miguel who had
his fingers hooked on to either corner of my boy's lips and was pulling
them apart. The words coming from my boy's mouth were distorted,
"Yeaaaawwwhh, yeeeaaawwwh, Oooo! gawwwwwwwhhh!"

Miguel was kneeling behind Jayden, slamming his cock into my boy all the
way. "Fuck yeah! Take it all! Take it deep you slut! Oh, your hole was made
to be gaped by my big, fat c- Simon!"

Miguel froze mid-thrust and looked at me.

"Dinner's ready," I said. I left, closing the door behind me silencing all
the sound.

I wiped my sweaty palms again and went back downstairs. I put the chicken
on some heat to keep it warm. I sipped on some soda.

A few minutes later, both Miguel and Jayden came down the stairs, naked.

"It smells so good here!" Miguel said. "And we've certainly worked up an
appetite." He playfully rubbed his own belly and then Jayden's. "Sorry we
are late for dinner. We didn't hear you come in because of all the new
sound-proofing in our room."

I nodded without smiling and served food on to both their plates.

"Yes, I figured that was the case," I said. "Maybe we should get an
electronic dinner bell hooked up to your guys' room."

"Yeah! That would be great!" Miguel said, pulling his plate towards him and
putting Jayden's plate of food on the floor right next to his chair.

-----

* 7 days earlier *

"It's in, dad!" Jayden said, breathlessly. "The head is in!" He was panting
and sweating.

Behind him, Miguel was kneeling on the bed, focused on looking down at
whatever was in front of him. He looked up to meet my eyes and shook his
head slightly, almost sadly.

I stormed into the room, in my church suit and pants, and went to the other
side of the bed. And I was aghast at what I saw.

The large mushroom head of Miguel's cock was partway into my son's
hole. Miguel looked over at me with a sad expression and mouthed the words,
"The head is not in yet."

Jayden's head turned back to look at us over his shoulder. "Aren't you
proud of me, dad?" he said with excitement, "I took the whole head in! It
feels like the rest of the cock is mostly in too!"

I stood there, my heart pounding with righteous anger. I wanted to kick
Miguel out of my house right that instant. I wanted him out of my life and
my son's life immediately. And I wanted to send my son away to church camp
where they could pray the gay away.

And then, my father's words came to my mind - "When faced with sin and
sinners, you only have two options. To hurt. Or to help."

I gulped a few times.

Then I went to the other side of the bed, reached over the covers and held
Jayden's hand. I tried to smile through my wrath.

"My dear boy. You are being very brave. But the head is not entirely in
yet. Are you sure you want this? It will hurt. Are you sure...?"

Jayden clutched my hand tightly and nodded. "Yes, dad! I've wanted it ever
since I saw Mr. Miguel naked. My body needs this! DAD! I thought I could
never fulfill this desire under your roof, but you encouraged me. You're
the best dad in the world! And Mr. Miguel is sexiest man in the world! And
I need this to happen right now!"

He looked so desperate.

I squeezed his hand.

"Alright then Jayden, I need you to breathe. Deep breath in. Then
relax. Close your eyes. Okay, deep breath in," I said, holding up my hand
to Miguel in a "Stop" gesture. "Aaaand slowly relax." As Jayden breathed
out, I gestured for Miguel to push in a little deeper.

He nodded gratefully and did.

"Another deep breath in." *hold*

"Aand relax." *push in*

"In!" *hold*

"And relax." *push in*

There was a soft but audible squelching pop sound in the air.

"The head is in!" Miguel yelled triumphantly.

There were tears in Jayden's eyes. "It's in? It is? I feel so full
already!"

"We are just getting started, Jay," Miguel said and pushed in a little
more.

"Ah!" Jayden cried, his face contorting in pain. "It stings."

Miguel looked at me and said, "I think we need more lube. Simon, do you
mind...?"

"No, not at all," I said instinctively, standing up. What was THAT? Did I
NOT mind? Of course I very much DID mind!

But I went to the night stand beside their bed, opened the bottle of lube,
and handed it to Miguel.

"Thanks, Simon," Miguel said, with real gratitude on his face. "For
everything."

In the end, it took a lot more lube, and breathing, and patience, but
Miguel managed to get his whole- well, he did what Jayden wanted him to do.

When their pace picked up, I knew they'd be okay and excused myself from
the room.

As I washed my hands in my washroom, I thought to myself that this was
unacceptable. There'd have to be changes around here. When they came out of
their room, I'd tell them that Miguel had to leave the house.

But when they did come out of that room, all smiles, with Jayden leaning on
Miguel to walk, I didn't have the heart to do it.

I told myself I'd do it later.

But I couldn't. Instead, I ended up offering them my room - it only seemed
fair since there were two of them and only one of me. And wasn't Jayden's
heart in the right place? Wasn't he trying to be kind and charitable after
all? But even those thoughts couldn't help me sleep at night, especially
with the night time sounds coming from the other room.

Miguel noticed and was kind enough to offer to install sound-proofing in
their master bedroom if I bought the materials. So I did and he did.

And now this was our new normal.

----

* Back to the present *

Jayden crawled onto his floor cushion and began eating his food. He
couldn't sit on a chair for hours after getting fu- after having his play
time with Miguel. That was why they had to be very careful to only do it
after his school day.

Miguel fed him some of his own food, sometimes by spoon, sometimes by
fingers, sometimes by putting it on his c- manhood.

As we were working through our the desert course - custard pudding for
Miguel and myself, as Jayden worked his mouth on Miguel's ... thing, trying
to get his own desert out - Miguel looked over at me questioningly.

"Hey, Simon, the guest bedroom is empty now, right?"

I nodded and said, "Yes. What did you have in mind?"

Miguel grabbed Jayden's hair with one hand, roughly shoving the boy's head
up and down his c- stick. Jayden was gagging and coughing obscenely, the
sound filling up the whole kitchen.

"The thing is," Miguel said, licking the last of the custard pudding on his
spoon with his other hand, "my good buddy Jorge is going through a rough
time right now, homelessness and all. And I think he could really use your
help."

Miguel smiled widely at me, as Jayden's eyes filled with the tears of holy
charity as he choked, retched, and gagged all over Miguel's cock.

