My Best Friend's Father

Simon’s deep breaths wallowed on Kyle’s neck. A few seconds ago, he thought he could withstand the pleasures that quickly overtook every inch of his new body. A few seconds later and he could barely contain the pressure. Closing his eyes helped, but only a little bit. He’d explode any minute now. His pink face shifted in a different direction every time his then-best friend, now son, masturbated his dick in the proper places. It’s like Kyle knew where to move his nifty fingers and where to press his other hand. He knows his buttons, and he’s happily pushing everyone. Kyle rested his head on Simon’s hairy chest. When he started to talk, he could feel his warm and misty breaths wallowing on his skin. It came as a surprise, but it mellowed to comfort.

“Of all the people you could possess, why my dad? You could’ve escaped this stupid town and lived the rest of your life as someone rich or successful. Why stay?”

Simon thought for a moment, thinking of a way to blunt the truth. But he thought chipping away the answer would be a disservice to Kyle. “I wanted to be with you and to stop your dad from beating you up for being gay. I know you tried to hide it. But your shitty makeup just made your bruises more evident.”

“It’s true. I’m not good with cosmetics.”

“You’re good with jacking off your father, though.” Simon looked straight into Kyle’s eyes and lost himself in those deep blue orbs. They’ve been best friends for ages, and this is the closest they have ever been. Maybe – just maybe, they’ll become even closer after this. When Simon’s dick exploded in a million pleasures in the space between them, Kyle immediately welcomed the weakened Simon with a warm embrace. In the silence that brewed, he knew they were more than best friends now.

“You know, you could’ve just possessed a rich guy with a car and invited me to get out of this dump of a town.”

“Well, your father was one handsome hunk if you discount his homophobia.”

“I know. But my father’s face is the last thing I want to see when I have sex with you.”

“Okay… Okay… I’ll possess another guy after I suck your cock.”

Kyle gave me a bitter look, but he surrendered by the end. “Fine. I want my dad to know the taste of my cum before I leave this shit hole for good.”