Author's Note: Part 21 is told from Dad's perspective.
All characters are over 18
I pulled Kyle into a big hug and kissed him deeply. He was as much my son as Jack now. In many ways, Kyle was the glue that kept us together. He was the catalyst that opened us up sexually.
After kissing him for a while. I held him close. As Jack pointed out, we hadn't been alone yet.
I held him to me for a little while stroking his hair and planting kisses on his head. "You're so very special, son." I told him. I wasn't sure if I'd called him 'son' before. It felt right.
"Oh, Daddy!" He exclaimed and hugged me tight. It was clear he meant it in a non-sexual context. He tended to get overwhelmed at emotional moments.
"It's ok, baby." I reassured him and stroked his back. Danny and Jack joined me in comforting Kyle. Jack and Danny joined me in stroking his back and hair.
"Hey." I said softly and tipped his face to meet mine. "It's ok. You're safe. You're loved. You're needed. You're desired." I punctuated each statement with a light kiss on his lips. The waterworks were going now. I wiped the tears from his cheeks.
I smiled warmly at him. How could anyone feel anything but love for this young man? I wondered to myself. What kind of monster treats this dear boy like less of a person?
"Danny, Jack. I'm going to show this wonderful boy just how much I love him." I announced. Jack was right. I was overdue to make love to my other son. I led Kyle to my and Danny's bedroom.
I took Kyle by the hand and stopped him near the bed. I took his face in my hands and kissed him deeply. I channeled all of my love for him into that kiss. I wanted him to know exactly how I felt.
I was tender and caring with him. I took off his shirt and then removed his pants and underwear. "You're beautiful, Kyle." I told him. He smiled shyly at me. I lay him down on our bed and removed my clothes.
I looked down at my wonderful son and then lay down on top of him. I stroked his hair and cheek as I stared into his blue eyes. "I'm so lucky to have you." I told him.
I wanted Kyle to know how much he meant to me, to us. I needed him to know. I needed him to feel it.
"Thank you, Daddy. I love you so much." He croaked. He was still emotional. I stroked him gently. I was in no rush. We had all the time that we needed.
"I love you, son." I reaffirmed. "As long as I have a roof over my head, you'll have a place to stay."
Kyle kissed me and pulled me on top of him. He moaned into my mouth and started grinding our cocks together. He was also being really tender. For both of us this was less about sex and more about expressing our love.
I thought how Manny and Dro were with each other. I think it affected us both more than we realize. Kyle had bad experiences with his own father. All I wanted was to be here for him.
We kissed tenderly and slowly rubbed against each other. Kyle put his arms around me and held me close to him.
"Please, Daddy." He said. "I would love to feel you inside me." He looked at me with such tenderness. I nodded and reached for the lube.
I lubed us both up and slid into him easily. We both moaned loudly. "Is that ok?" I asked him.
"Yes, Daddy. I love the feeling of you inside me." Kyle said and rolled his hips, working my cock inside of him.
"You feel great, son." I told him and started to gently thrust in and out of him. I felt such a connection to him. It was different than the connection that I felt to Jack. Jack would always be my son. We had all chosen Kyle.
"I love you, Kyle." I said and continued to gently fuck him. I was aware of how passive he was being, so I grabbed his cock and stroked him in time with my thrusts. "Let Daddy take care of you." I felt that this is what he wanted.
"Thank you, Daddy." He said. And that was it. I fucked him until we both came. It was about as vanilla as could be but we had both had wild. That wasn't what we needed from each other.
We both needed to establish bond of love between father and son. He needed me to take care of him. I needed to care for him.
"How are you doing?" I asked. He seemed to be better now but I suspect that he still needs to work through some trauma.
"I feel better, Dad. Thank you. That was really nice. I'm so lucky to have you, Jack, and Danny." He said softly.
"We wouldn't be a family if it wasn't for you." I told him. He smiled sweetly up at me. I thought that whatever happened between Jack and Kyle, that he would always be my son.
I was sure that they were destined to be in each other's lives for a long time. They were both crazy about each other. Danny and I were crazy for both of them. And I was crazy for Danny, I realized not for the first time.
Kyle and I cuddled for a little while before Jack and Danny came into the room and snuggled in next to us. They had given us our time together and I guessed that they wanted to come and bask in the afterglow.
Jack held Kyle's phone up. The phone showed that he had a message from his brother Matt. I said that he should invite his brother over for dinner, if that was ok with Danny and Jack.
Danny and Jack exchanged a look that I couldn't quite decipher. Danny said that it was ok. Jack nodded and looked at Danny with suspicion. I wasn't quite sure what was going on but I trusted them both, so I decided not to question it. I'm sure that I would find out soon enough.
Kyle and I showered and got dressed while Jack offered to help Danny with meal prep. There was still a couple of hours before Matt arrived, so there was plenty of time. Kyle and I joined them in the kitchen once we were done getting ready.
To my surprise, Jack and Danny were standing there waiting for us. Jack took Kyle by the hand and pulled him close. Danny smiled broadly at me and cleared his throat.