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Chapter 45 Once they got home, Rick found Billy watching TV, while Ry and Joey were going through Joey’s new books. Joey came rushing over and gave Rick and Charlie hugs, before dragging his friend over to look at his new treasures. “How was work?” Rick asked, sitting next to the love of his life. “Frustrating,” Billy replied, resting his head on his dad’s shoulders. “The place was packed with annoying kids, while their parents abandoned them. At one point, my boss was yelling but couldn’t be heard over the little bastards.” “Makes you want to have some of your own, doesn’t it?” Rick said with a chuckle. “Not a chance in Hell. Are you saying you’re ready to be a grandfather?” “Maybe?” Rick said, thoughtfully. “I might not mind another kid in the house, though.” “Maybe you should knock me up later and see if I get pregnant,” Billy said, covertly rubbing Rick’s knee. “Sounds great, but Charlie is sleeping with me tonight, so how about a rain check?” “Deal.” Billy looked towards the kitchen and took the opportunity to kiss Rick for the first time in weeks. Joey protested sleeping alone but gave in after talking to Rick. Charlie said he wanted to spend more time with his dad, and hoped Joey would understand. He kissed Joey good night and went into his dad’s room. Rick was already in bed when Charlie closed the door behind him. He quickly removed his clothes down to his new boxer briefs and got under the blankets. Rick pulled Charlie into his arms, and the pair talked for a few more hours about how much fun they had playing mini golf. Charlie woke up in the middle of the night. He had been dreaming about the Pale Man again, but he wasn’t scared; in fact, he was able to control some of the dream, and managed to wake himself. Charlie still felt scared though, and rolled over, facing his father, who was sound asleep. Like Charlie, Rick could sleep through almost anything; he just didn’t snore as loud. Charlie scooted down himself a little until his head was under his dad’s chin and moved in just a bit closer still. Charlie loved the way his dad smelled. Rick wore a cologne that reminded the boy of happier times before his mom went to prison. Charlie inhaled deeply, and exhaled slowly. Rick stirred a bit and straightened out his body and rubbed Charlie’s bare back a little, all while soundly sleeping. Charlie kept up the breathing, while also running his fingers through Rick’s chest hair. It was something he did to soothe himself as a small child, whenever he had nightmares. He didn’t understand why, but it made him feel safe and calm, knowing he was so close to his father. Being much bigger now, it only just dawned on Charlie how much hair his father had. His chest hair was very thick and he had a thin amount on his belly, though mostly around his belly button. He reluctantly pushed himself away from his dad enough to rub his father’s belly, feeling how thin and soft the hair was. Charlie’s fingers moved over his dad’s belly button, and he couldn’t help but put his finger in it. Like his own, the hole wasn’t very şişli travesti deep, but it was rather hairy. Charlie’s fingers came to rest at the elastic waistband of his father’s boxers, and they paused. He had seen his brothers and Justin naked, not to mention several older men at the pools during the summer. Some had a lot of hair, some looked like they cut their private hair, while a few others were completely without hair, like he and Joey were. Justin said he kept his trimmed, and it looked like Ry did too. Charlie wondered if his dad trimmed as well. There was always the chance that his dad might wake up, of course. Even a heavy, sound sleeper can wake up in the middle of the night to use the toilet. Charlie contemplated how his dad might react, discovering his son’s hand touching him like that; after all, they were just starting to make amends, and tonight proved to Charlie beyond a doubt that his dad was serious about the things he said, but…then again…it was just hair, wasn’t it? Rick and Will ruffled his hair all the time and it never hurt him; annoyed him, yes, but it was never painful. What was the harm in looking? In touching? Being his dad’s only biological son did make a difference between Charlie and his brothers, right? He couldn’t look at them and see what he might look like at their age, since he only shared a mother with Billy, and Ry was adopted. It’s just hair, right? Charlie was keenly aware that his right hand was shaking as he softly and slowly moved his fingers down the front of his father’s cotton boxers. He felt every ripple and curve the pleats made in the band around his dad’s waist. The contours of the waistband gave way to smooth, soft fabric. Although he was under the bedding and the lights were off, Charlie let his imagination be his eyes. He remembered seeing the underwear quickly as he got into the bed. His dad wore blue-green plaid boxers…the kind without a button in the fly. The nervous boy breathed heavily into his dad’s neck, as his quivering fingers made their way to the front opening. He didn’t understand why, but the cologne made his heart race faster than his nerves. Charlie began to get lost in the moment. He was feeling very hot against his nearly naked father. Charlie questioned whether or not to move the blanket off of them, but he didn’t want to risk waking his father. His fingers found what they were looking for. Charlie’s heart beat so loud in his ears that he wondered if it would wake his father. He was at the precipice of his decisions and desires. Charlie paused to reconsider the situation. He was about to stick his hand in his dad’s underwear. He understood there was a chance he might touch more than his father’s pubic hair…a lot more. Despite the humidity built up in the millimeter of space between his lips and Rick’s neck, Charlie’s mouth and throat felt as dry as a summer afternoon. The intoxicating aroma wafting off of his father’s neck made him a little light headed. He could feel his own, tiny erection behind the thin barrier his boxer briefs provided. He couldn’t help himself as moved his lips to close his slightly open mouth, and they brushed against the lightly stubbled neck. Out of instinct, Charlie licked his lips and tasted his father’s flesh…and it tasted good. Letting the moment take control, Charlie carefully and tentatively slid his fingers between the two pieces of cloth and parted them. Almost immediately, he felt the thin strands of hair. His mind’s eye saw that it wasn’t a thick mat, as some of the men in the locker room at the pool had. Instead, it was more like Justin’s; trimmed and short-ish. Charlie’s breath quivered as he felt the base of his dad’s penis. It was big. Bigger than Justin’s, even when Justin’s dick was hard. For the moment, Charlie decided to just focus on Rick’s hair, as that was his original goal. They seemed thicker than the hair on his dad’s chest and belly. But, Charlie noticed they were still soft and a little curly. The more he explored his father’s lower abdomen beylikdüzü travesti the more his fingers glided over the base of the penis. Soon, Charlie was no longer wandering through the strands but caressing the mound of flesh under the fabric. He felt that it was soft, round and very long. His own dick, when soft, looked more like a button with some flesh sticking over the head. Justin’s hung down a little over his balls, with the head just visible beyond his foreskin. He never paid enough attention to his brothers’ to truly appreciate what they looked like nude, so he had no comparison with them. Charlie knew that penises came in all shapes and sizes, and he wanted to know what his dad’s looked like. It took some time, but Charlie was able to get his fingers around enough of his father’s flaccid dick to carefully remove it from Rick’s boxers. It was longer than Charlie’s hand was wide and thick enough that Charlie’s fingers could just barely wrap around it…and it was still soft. Charlie knew his dad, like him, was uncircumcised. At a pool shower years and years ago, Charlie asked why Kyle’s (Billy’s name at the time) dick looked different. Rick did his best to explain that some boys had foreskin and some didn’t, and Kyle was one of those other boys. The whole situation was confusing to the three-year-old, and it seemed to confuse his 9-year-old half-brother as well. He moved his hand down the heavy shaft till he found the head of his dad’s penis. With both hands (which was hard to do, since his left arm was mostly pinned under him, as he was on his left side), Charlie touched the extra skin at the tip. It was loose, like his, but much, MUCH bigger. Charlie stuck a finger inside the foreskin and gently touched the sensitive flesh inside. Charlie nearly jumped as he felt Rick’s dick twitch…and grew. It got longer and warmer, but his father didn’t wake up or change his breathing. Charlie continued to make the motion, noticing that his father’s dick kept growing, even getting thicker and heavier, till it was rubbing against Charlie’s belly, stopping at his belly button. Rick was at least three inches longer than Justin’s, and almost twice as thick. Charlie felt his dad’s precum running down his belly. Using his left hand to hold the engorged penis, Charlie used his right to scoop some of the liquid on his finger. He had smelled Justin’s often enough to know that it did have an odor, once believing that Justin had peed on him, so Charlie carefully brought the substance to his face, deliberately so he wouldn’t wake his father. Now was not the time for Rick to wake up. The liquid didn’t smell at all. Charlie guessed that his father’s scent may be overwhelming his nose, though. Not knowing that else to do with it, and knowing it wasn’t gross, Charlie stuck his finger in his mouth. The precum didn’t taste bad; in fact, it tasted pretty good. He actually liked it. It was kind of sweet and not slimy like he assumed. Charlie did this two more times, before deciding that too much movement would wake his dad…but he wanted more…. Not wanting to waste what might be his only opportunity, Charlie decided without an internal debate, to slowly work his way down the bed, only to stop once he was face-to-face with his father’s manhood. He loved how Joey made him feel, and he knew beyond a doubt that Joey loved it too. Charlie knew that Justin wanted him to do it for him, too, but for Charlie, Justin wasn’t the right person for that. His father, whom he loved so much, who confirmed beyond a doubt that he loved Charlie back, was the right person. It was very hot under the blankets. It was difficult to breathe and he had to move a little further away from his father than he really wanted to, but the dick he was holding was just too big. Charlie moved the head of his dad’s dick so it was pointing right at him. He could feel the precum leaking out of the tip, so he licked as much as he could off of his hands without making too many movements. Charlie moved his face very close istanbul travesti to the tip. Again, he couldn’t see, so he trusted his instincts. No longer could he smell his dad’s intoxicating cologne. It was replaced by a natural, manly smell. It wasn’t strong nor foul. It was the scent his father had during the summer after being outside all day. Charlie didn’t know which odor he loved better. It was the moment of truth, he knew. He touched his closed lips to the moist tip. Charlie thought he would’ve felt the foreskin first, but apparently, the head of Rick’s dick was too large to be contained. Nervously, Charlie opened his mouth a little at a time, half expecting his dad to wake up, screaming. However, Rick just kept sleeping. With every millimeter Charlie opened his mouth, that much more of Rick’s slick penis passed his son’s lips. Charlie remembered Joey mentioning that teeth hurt, so Charlie did the best he could to pull in his lips to cover his teeth. He wasn’t sure how much of his dad he could take into his mouth, though. Charlie knew he for sure it wasn’t going to be the whole thing; he also wasn’t sure if he could open his mouth wide enough. However, after relaxing his jaw, he could feel and taste his dad on his eager tongue. He sighed heavily with anticipation, as his tongue licked the dripping hole in his dad’s cock. Charlie opened his jaw wider still, and soon, the entire head, foreskin and all, of his father’s penis was resting on his hot, wet tongue. Rick’s penis twitched at the sensation it was surrounded by. Charlie lapped and suckled on it, trying to coax more of the sweet fluid from his father. Had Charlie not been so lost to the ecstasy of his actions, he would’ve noticed that his dad’s breathing had changed. Rick was beginning to breathe deeper and faster the more Charlie worked his manhood. Had Charlie also pulled his father’s scrotum out of his boxers and learned how to manipulate them, the chubby boy would’ve felt the large testicles pull up to his father’s body. Furthermore, had he learned how to read the signs, he would’ve been better prepared for what came next. Out of instinct, Rick’s left hand grabbed the back of his son’s head and held it, as his balls relinquished it’s built up contents into the already full, 10-year-old’s mouth. Charlie panicked thinking that not only did he wake up his dad, but that Rick was going to choke him with his own dick! Frightened of the pending consequences running through his mind, Charlie froze and let his dad do whatever he was doing. Stream after stream of hot cum pulsed from Rick’s cock into his son’s mouth and throat. Charlie, unable to do anything else, swallowed it all. He was even more surprised to realize that he loved how it tasted. Charlie got some of Justin’s cum in his mouth the first time he and the teen fooled around. Charlie didn’t like the taste of it, thinking it reminded him of how bleach smelled. His dad’s cum, on the other hand, was just as sweet at the precum. There was no specific flavor he could identify, however, but it definitely tasted better than Justin’s by a long shot. Wanting more, Charlie licked the head and under the foreskin hoping for another mouthful, but all it did was cause his father to twitch from over stimulation. The grip on the back of Charlie’s head relaxed, and Charlie felt his father’s hand rest on his face. It was then Charlie decided that not only was he done for the night, but that he wanted to do it again…and soon. Just as careful and deliberate as when he started, Charlie re-positioned himself back in his father’s arms. Before he made himself comfortable, Charlie kissed his sleeping father on the lips and very quietly muttered, “I love you.” There was no response, though Charlie secretly hoped there would be. Unfortunately, Rick was still very hard, so Charlie wasn’t able to put his dick back in his boxers. It’s not like I haven’t slept with a dick poking me before, Charlie smiled to himself, remembering waking up to the naked bodies of Justin and Ry. Charlie nuzzled himself back under Rick’s chin, with his lips pressed against his father’s neck. Rick stirred a little and pulled Charlie tightly against him, and it was a little after that, Charlie fell not only asleep but in love with his dad. ***Coming Soon, Chapter 46***
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