My Son Jac. Taing Care.

Author's Note: Part 7 is told from Dad's perspective

All characters are over 18.

I wok up the next morning to the sight of my beautiful son in my bed. My heart swelled. Jack was my everything, but he also opened me up to more. Specifically, and probably very soon, his best friend Kyle.

I was developing a paternal instinct towards Kyle. His home situation was not nearly as open and accepting as I've made our home here. I've never met his father but he sounds like a closed-minded authoritarian type of dad. I've known that type. They think that they're the boss and it doesn't matter what their kids think.

Kyle was 18 and he could technically leave his dad's house as long as he had a place to go. Could that be here with me and Jack? I might have to get a bigger bed, I chuckled to myself.

Jack's eyes blinked open. He cracked a big smile when he saw me and I melted. I love his smile.

"Morning, daddy." He smiled broadly lifting his arms up in invitation. I moved in close to him and kissed him. "You're a little scruffy this morning, daddy. If my casts were off I'd shave you."

"Speaking of scruffy, you're getting a little scruffy yourself. I'm going to have to shave you this morning." I said feeling the light stubble on his face.

"Mmm, yeah. You can shave me all over." Jack said, looking down at his morning wood. "Something else needs attention."

I didn't need a second invitation. I threw the covers off of him and pulled off his boxers before I swallowed his cock. The taste of him. The smell of him. I worked his cock with my mouth and he sighed with pleasure. I had really tested his limits last night so I would limit myself to a blow job this morning. I'm sure he was sore today.

It didn't take long before Jack was cumming in my mouth. His back arched and he cried out as his orgasm overtook him. I swallowed my morning treat with delight.

"OK, now let's get you some breakfast before I leave. I'll text Kyle to come over to help you out. I'm afraid that he'll have to bathe you today. I'm sure he'll hate that." I told Jack as I got up out of bed. I pulled him up and put his boxer back on.

"What about you?" Jack asked me. "I can take care of you now."

"Sorry, Jack but I don't have time. Besides, I want to take care of you." I hugged him tightly.

"I want to take care of you too, dad. You're going to have to start letting me at some point." Jack scolded me softly.

"I know, I know. If I had time, then I would totally let you. I just have to get going and do some things for work. I want you to take care of me too. I would love that." I reassured him.

We kissed briefly then went to the kitchen. I whipped up some eggs and toast for both of us. We talked about Kyle's situation over breakfast. Jack also wasn't a fan of Kyle's dad and thought that maybe we could have him stay with us for a bit.

"Do you think that you should broach the subject or should I?" I asked Jack. He thought for a minute and said that it would have more impact coming from me. I agreed with him that it was probably for the best if I talked to Kyle. "You know, I should probably invest in a bigger bed. Seems like it's going to get more crowded." Jack smiled at me and looked wistful.

"What's up?" I asked him.

"I'm just thinking about how nice that could be. The three of us. Not just the sex, of course. I'm starting to feel things for Kyle that I haven't felt before. When we kiss now, it's not just about sex and passion. There are other feelings there." Jack looked down at his eggs. "That's OK, isn't it?" He asked me.

I came around the table and knelt by him. "Of course, Jack. I think it's wonderful that you're developing feelings for Kyle. My feelings for him are evolving also. It's absolutely possible to love more than one person."

"You're the best, dad. I don't know what I did to deserve you." Jack kissed my forehead.

"It's easy to be the best dad when you have the best son." I told him and I kissed him again. "Ok, before I throw you down on the kitchen table, I have to get ready. I'll text Kyle to head over here as soon as he can."

"Ok, dad. I'll watch some TV, I guess." Jack sounded a little defeated. I knew that he wanted to do things that his casts wouldn't allow. He was doing better with it but it still bothered him.

I texted Kyle that I needed him to come over and help out. He replied that he's always happy when I need him and that he'll be over as soon as he can. He never misses an opportunity and I kind of love that about him.

I showered, shaved, and prepped for work-related stuff. I hated to leave Jack but was happy that Kyle was going to be here to help him out, probably in a number of ways. I was tempted to watch the video of them sucking each other again, but that would definitely make me late.

When I came downstairs, Jack was watching, or re-watching, his favorite Star Wars film. I wanted nothing more than to snuggle up next to him and watch. Damned adulting.

"You going to be ok until Kyle gets here?" I asked.

"I'll be fine, dad." Jack answered. I could tell he was putting on a brave face for me. I leaned over and kissed him.

"I'll miss you every second." I told him. That produced a big smile from Jack, which made me smile widely.

I heard the kitchen door open and Kyle call out "Hey hotties!"

"Hey Kyle." We said in unison, rolling our eyes in mock annoyance. We both loved it. I met Kyle in the kitchen and gave him a big hug.

"Thanks, Kyle. I love that you're here." I told him and I meant it.

"Thanks for that. It's nice to be appreciated." He whispered in my ear. It was uncharacteristically genuine.

"Are you ok?" I broke the embrace and looked him in the eyes. I could tell that something was off.

"I'll be OK. It's just, my dad, you know? He's just kind of a jerk sometimes. I wish..." He trailed off.

"What do you wish, buddy?" I asked him. He broke eye contact. His defenses were down. "Hey, it's ok." I pulled him into a hug and rubbed his back. "You can tell me anything, or not. I've got you." These are the same words that I use with Jack. I was feeling protective of them both.

"I'm sorry." He sniffed. "I don't usually, get like this." I held him until he calmed down. He was leaning into me and burying his face in me. I could feel the wetness of his tears on my neck.

I held him tighter. "You are safe here. You are loved here. You are welcome here, Kyle." He was much calmer now. I pulled away and held his face in my hands. I wiped away his tears with my thumbs and pulled him into a kiss.

I gave him a little bit of a start but he relaxed into the kiss and kissed me back tenderly. I looked him in the eyes again.

"Jack and I talked about it. We both want you to stay here with us. For as long as you want to." I told him with all the seriousness that I could muster.

"You, both do?" He asked a little doubtful.

"Yes, Kyle. Jacks wants you to. I want you to. I want you to know that I'm a fan. I am here for you, just like I'm here for Jack."

"That means, so much to me." Kyle replied a little wearily. Jack came into the kitchen. I'm sure that he was wondering what was going on. He saw the state of Kyle and immediately came over and hugged him. Kyle grabbed onto Jack like a lifeline.

"Hey, it's ok. I'm here." Jack soothed. "What's going on with the sex demon?" He tried to lighten the mood a little.

Kyle laughed a little at the remark. "Sorry, dude. I'm just tired of the BS and it's finally gotten to me."

"Jack." I started. "I told Kyle that I, that we, want him to stay here with us." I rubbed both of their backs. They both needed me to comfort them. "I'm going to call out. Work can manage without me today."

"Sir, no. I can't be the cause of you missing work." Kyle protested.

"Kyle, they can manage without me but I don't want you to have to. I'd do the same thing if Jack were in distress. And please, don't call me sir. Anything but that. You can call me Mike, or Mr. Mitchell..." I leaned in close to both of them. "Or, you can call me daddy." That produced a smile.

Kyle melted into Jack as I called my office. I waited for someone to answer but kept an eye on the boys. Kyle was enjoying the embrace, enjoying the closeness of Jack.

"You smell." Kyle said to Jack.

"Yeah, I haven't been bathed yet, sorry." Jack apologized.

"It's ok. It smells like you. I like it." Kyle said softly. He held Jack a little tighter. He had calmed down by this point but he was still missing that old bravado. He still had his defenses down.

"I love you, Jack. It's ok if you don't love me back but I want you to know." Kyle told him. This was a big moment. I felt a little awkward for standing there but still glad I got to witness it.

"Hey, don't you worry. I love you too, Kyle. How couldn't I?" Jack answered him. I got a little teary at the confession. I was so happy for them both.

"That makes me happy." Kyle said as they continued their embrace. I thought it best to go into the other room to give them some privacy.

"Dad, wait." Jack said. "You don't have to go. There's room in this hug for one more." I hung up on the office. They could wait. The boys held their arms out to invite me in and I accepted.

We held each other for a little while. We exchanged soft kisses with each other and held onto one another. These boys were everything to me at this moment.

Once I was certain that both boys were ok, I broke away. "If you boys are ok I'm going to run an errand and try the office again. Only if you're ok." I wanted to make sure that they were both in a good place.

"I'm good, now." Kyle answered first. "Thank you so much. I can't tell you how much it means to me, but hopefully I can show you." The old Kyle was coming back, I was happy to hear. I snickered.

Jack was still holding onto Kyle. "We'll be fine, dad. Kyle needs to give me a bath." Jack announced. The look of excitement on Kyle's face was hard to miss.

"That sounds perfect. I'll probably be out for a little while. I need to buy something and it's going to take some doing to get it delivered today." I told them. I didn't know how I was going to manage it but I needed to make it happen.

"What are you going to buy, dad?" Jack asked.

"Obviously, I need a bigger bed now that we need room for one more." I said with a smile. The news was met with enthusiastic looks from both of them.

To be continued.