My mind filled with a confused, hesitant desire; the desire of my budding teen sexuality, the images that filled my head when Hunter breathlessly whispered into the phone, « last night dad fucked me, » the instinctive feeling of the desire of one virile gay man coming face to face with another, when I opened the door to my apartment.
I raised up and looked at my uncle and he looked back. I couldn’t read his mind but I recognized the familiar look in his eyes. We both stopped breathing. Our faces leaned into each other until our lips barely touched. We pulled back. We both knew that, if we kissed again, we wouldn’t… couldn’t stop. Maybe, on some deep level we knew we shouldn’t, but our lips met again anyways.
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Breeding My Boy's Little Hole
Family Again, Volume 1: A Father's Forgiveness
Stress Relief
Family Again, Volume 2: Canyon's Turn
Cleanroom Intake Evaluation
Staying with Dad
The Ties that Bind
International Transfer, TAPE #9: Hotel Fun
A New Kind of Happy Family Again
The Doctor's Son
A New Man
Father's Day
Xmas Confession
Under My Roof
Breeding My Boy's Little Hole
Neighborhood Secret
Son Swap
Home For The Holidays