My Son Jac. Taing Care

Author's Note: Part four is told from Jack's perspective.

All characters are over 18.

Dad and I lay holding each other, or as much as I could given the casts on my arms. Occasionally we would exchange gentle kisses, as we just enjoyed the closeness and basked in our post-coital chill.

"Mmmm." Dad said. "That was pretty intense, Jack. I thought that I'd have regrets but I don't. You're amazing."

"It was amazing, dad. I think that was the most intense orgasm yet." I told him.

"We should probably get up at some point. I need to get you washed up and I have to run some errands for work. I also need to pick up a few things to get you ready if you're going to bottom." Dad said. "Do you think that you can ask Kyle to come over to keep an eye on you while I'm out?"

"I'll be ok for a few hours, dad." I started to protest. I hated that I couldn't basically do shit right now.

"Jack, please. Don't be proud. You'll be back to normal soon but until then I want you to accept that you need help, ok?" Dad scolded gently.

"Fine." I relented. "I'm just a little frustrated that I'm basically useless."

"I think that you just proved otherwise." Dad teased and kissed my nose.

"Oh, ha ha. Very funny. Ok, so I guess that my holes still work." I said, sort of half joking.

"Don't be so hard on yourself. I want you to give yourself a break, Jack. Try to enjoy the downtime and the fact that I get to pamper you. It makes me happy to take care of you. You grew up so fast and I miss that part of my life." Dad said as he stroked my hair.

"You've got people who care about you. Me, Kyle. Let us help."

"I know how Kyle wants to help. That guy is always horny." I laughed again. Dad looked a little surprised at how frank I was being. "Sorry, I just figured that we should be totally open, especially now. Does it bother you to think about me with Kyle?"

Dad thought for a few moments before answering. "No, I'm not bothered per se." He was being careful with his language, I could tell.

"Does it turn you on?" I asked, figuring I knew where his mind was going. He hesitated, which told me everything I needed to know. "Oh, it does turn you on!"

Dad blushed a little. "I guess it does. You're both hot young men. Who could blame me?" Dad admitted. He sat up in bed and pulled me up to face him. "I think that's a healthy sign, isn't it?"

I kissed him again. I loved that we kissed like this now. "Yes, it's a healthy sign. I'm going to give you some of your own advice. Give yourself a break. You've sacrificed so much for me. I'm glad that you're opening up a little.

"You should know that Kyle and I have talked about us, you and me. He and I have always been completely honest with each other and it's come up that I wanted this to happen. Why I'm telling you is because Kyle specifically asked that if we got to this place in our relationship that we consider a three way with him."

Dad looked surprised. "Really? He asked to sleep with both of us?" I nodded.

"He did. He thinks you're as sexy as I do. I know for a fact that he hasn't done anal either. I'm not saying that he'd want you to be the first, but it's possible." I laid it all out for my dad and could see that he was starting to get turned on. He asked if it was something that I wanted. I told him that I'd be open to it. The thought of him fucking Kyle really got me going.

Dad said that he would think about it and that maybe we should figure out how to make it happen. We got out of bed and he got me cleaned up. Then we got each other dirty again, and had to clean up again.

After breakfast, dad helped me call Kyle. He tapped Kyle's contact on my phone and put it on speaker laying the phone in front of me on the table. The conversation went like this:

Kyle: "Hello sexy. Sorry I haven't been by to see you yet but I've been putting in extra shifts at work to save up for some special toys. I can't wait to show you."

Kyle had been awesome. He came by the hospital all of the time to visit before I got released. I looked at my dad who put his finger to his lips telling me that he didn't want Kyle to know he could hear.

Me: "Hey, that sounds like fun. I'm sort of unable to do much these days so it might have to wait until the casts come off. I need a favor, dude. My dad needs to go out and run some errands today and he doesn't want me to be alone. Feel like hanging out and help me out? You might have to help feed me."

Kyle: "That's no problem. I've always got something to feed you."

I could always count on Kyle to go there. Fucking horny all the time. I shot a glance over to my dad and was relieved to see that he was laughing at how cheesy Kyle was about having sex.

Me: "I'm aware of that you fucking horn dog! I'll bet your jerking it right now." I laughed.

Kyle: "Put me on video and I'll show you!"

This was too good. I was sort of thrilled that my dad would be able to watch. I signaled to him to switch to video. Dad hit the video button on my phone and there was Kyle. He was holding his phone away so that we could both see he was naked and stroking himself. Fortunately, dad was off camera but he got an eyeful.

Me: "You're unbelievable. What if my dad walked and and sees my phone?"

Kyle: "Then he'll get to see what's on the menu. I told you, I think your dad is hot. He can do whatever he wants to me."

My dad was grabbing at his growing hard on. One of the things that drew me to Kyle was that he was so fucking hot. Now I was seeing him through my dad's eyes and I was seeing him in a whole new light.

Me: "Yeah, well we'll have to see about that. Now that you've once again derailed the conversation, can we get back on topic? Are you able to help me out today?"

Kyle: "Of course, dude. I'm always down to help you out."

This time Kyle just let the double entendre sit without being cheesy.

Me: "I know, dude. Thanks for this. Get here as soon as you can."

Kyle: "You bet. See you soon!"

I smiled at my dad. He was turned on by the exchange with Kyle. "Is he always so...free about sex?" He asked.

I laughed at his choice of words. "With me he is. His dad is pretty strict. You know, 'yes sir, no sir', so I think that his inner sex demon comes out with me because the atmosphere is so straight laced over there."

"Poor guy." My dad mused. "That has to be a tough environment to grow up in. I know that he's spent nights over here and there but maybe something longer term would help him out? Maybe for the summer?"

I felt like my dad genuinely liked Kyle and wanted to help him out but I couldn't just let it go without commenting.

"I don't know, dad. Sounds to me like you're building a harem." I gave him my best evil grin. I'll give him credit. He laughed a lot at that. Since this morning, he seemed lighter. I think that this new chapter in our relationship is good for him. He's been awfully hard on himself for far too long.

"I take that you're open to having Kyle join our little fun? I mean, you got pretty hard looking at him playing with himself." I wanted to have an answer for Kyle in case it came up later.

"Jack, I think that you've opened me up to all sort of possibilities. I like Kyle, he's a really good guy, I mean he's totally oversexed, but in this case it might be an advantage." Dad said. "Plus, he is hot." Dad admitted.

Kyle arrived about 20 minutes later. Normal guest rules didn't apply to Kyle like they did other people. Dad made it clear that he was welcome anytime and even had a key made for him. Kyle let himself in through the kitchen door. Dad I and were still hanging out there and chatting.

"Hey Mitchells!" Kyle called as he strode in through the door. We both said 'hi' to Kyle. Then my dad surprised me by what he did next.

"Hey Kyle, thanks so much for agreeing to this on such short notice. I appreciate it very much." Dad went over and grabbed Kyle and enveloped him in a strong embrace and held him there for a minute. It wasn't over the line but it was close.

"Of course, sir. If I'm around I'm happy take care of my best buddy." Kyle smiled warmly at my dad. I could tell that he was still thinking about the hug. I'm sure he didn't want it to end.

My dad admonished him a little for continuing to call him sir. He'd been trying to get Kyle to call him Mike for years. It just wasn't in him to call an older adult by their first name.

After a little back and forth with the two of us, dad said that he had to run and would be back in a few hours. He headed out and left the two of us alone. I had so much to tell Kyle and I wanted to save the best for last.

"How are you feeling, dude?" Kyle asked. "You look pretty good. I'm a big fan of the shirtless look on you." He grinned.

"Heh, yeah. I'm doing better than can be expected, given the injuries. Shirt-wise it's just easier than cutting up my shirts to fit over the casts. It also means less to take off for washing up." I wanted Kyle to ask me questions. I didn't want to just blurt out what had happened.

"Makes sense. How's that been going, generally? Does your dad have to do everything?" Kyle asked. He was visiting me at the hospital one time when they asked him to leave so that they could bathe me. I could see the disappointment on his face and he left a little unhappy he didn't get to witness it.

"Some of it has been easier than other parts. Dad had all of the toilets swapped out for the fancy Japanese models with bides and dryers. It's nice that I don't have to ask him to wipe my ass. The bathing has been interesting." I left it at that, knowing that Kyle would ask for details.

"Interesting, how?" Kyle asked as expected. Sometimes he was so predictable. Maybe I just knew him so well and was extremely comfortable with him.

"Well, I had a little event the first night. I was peeing and sort of fell off the toilet reaching for something. My dad had to come in and pick me up but I had sort of peed everywhere. I was so mortified but he was so lovely about it. He hugged me and told me that he loved me.

"Once I had calmed down, he stripped me down and started to clean me up with a washcloth and soapy water. It felt good to be cared for, though I was still a little embarrassed. It was really relaxing and my dad was washing, you know, everywhere.

"Before I knew it, I had popped a huge boner right in my dad's face!" I paused for effect.

"No way, dude!" Kyle was astonished. "Oh man, what happened next?" He asked, adjusting himself in his jeans. He was getting turned on and so was I as I recalled the events.

"I said that I hadn't been able to release in a while. He asked if it was painful. I said, yeah it was pretty uncomfortable and I couldn't do anything about it. You know, with my arms in the casts and all. Anyway, one thing led to another and he jerked me off." I finished.

The look of shock and arousal on Kyle's face was notable. "I don't fucking believe it! Are you serious?"

"I'm serious. It really happened." I told him.

"Fuck me. How was it?" He asked still in shock.

"Kyle, dude. It was fucking amazing. My dad got lube and I was fucking his hand. I came so hard. That's not even the best part, though." I still had more to tell him about the kiss, the morning blow jobs, and that my dad wanted to have him join us.

"Did he fuck you?" Kyle asked.

"No, man. He kissed me." I answered.

"Kissed you how?" Kyle seemed a little perplexed.

"Let me show you." I said as I leaned in and kissed him like I meant it. For once, after all the times we messed around. This time, I really meant it.

To be continued.