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Jake had arrived on his door step looking like he had been run over by a mack truck, dull listless and depressed, and unwilling to speak about what had happened between himself and his dad. Two weeks later he was better, back in the world and able to cope, but long way from the happy hot beautiful young man he had been.

Randy had been tempted to call Jake's dad a number of times but had chickened out. Whatever it was Jake needed to tell him if he was going to.

There was no word from his Dad because Jake had not told his father where he was going. He was still in shock, unable to process how his father could have led him to where he was virtually gang raped and left to be used by those guys on the bean. Ok, maybe they hadn't raped him, maybe he had enjoyed it and certainly welcomed it, but Dan had just left him with them, abandoned him. That was the part he just could not get.

He reported for work in his usual work out clothes, a cut off tank top, and skin tight short shorts, the color green this morning. Fuller had not actually seen Jake for over a week, but he had heard he was moving and settling in from his new room mate.

His boss, David Fuller saw him and smiled, "Jake, Great. Ready to start?"

"Yes."

"Great hows your dad? We keep thinking he will come in and sign up but no sigh of him yet."

Jake's face turned pale and wooden. "I don't think he will be."

"What? Whats wrong? Is he ill?"

"No. He just... we just arn't having a good relationship right now."

Fuller was an older man nearing fifty and he knew a major problem when he heard one. He put a muscular arm around Jake's shoulders. "Come on into my office and lets talk about it. I am not letting you start off here being dragged down by stuff at home, and I can tell ths is serious."

Fuller led Jake into his office and closed the door, wondering as he usually did how he was going to keep his hands off the young man. He was so incredibly delicious, with that ass and those pecs, and that great cock he had seen the young man with in the showers or down in the spa. And the exercise clothes the young man wore showed him off right to the edge of exhibitionism. But that glum removed darkness weighing Jake down. That had to go. He hadn't hired Jake for his expertise, after all, but for his sunny attractive disposition.and his pure sex appeal.

Fuller waved Jake into a comfortable chair facing his desk and moved around to sit at his desk. Fuller was a muscular beefy man of 5'9".with broad shoulders and powerful arms and thighs, a massive bubble b utt that strained his sweat cut offs, under which he often wore nothing, like to day.His fat cock slipped out the leg of his shorts as he sat, covered by the fact he sat behind his desk. He fondled his cock as he surveyed Jake, slumping despondently in his chair. But what a crotch shot. Jake's thighs were spread and he slumped, his crotch bulge a prominent eye catching tease.

"Ok, now whats the problem? Why are you mad at your dad?"

"He's not my dad. Not my biological father. Just a guy who raised me."

Fuller cocked his head to one side. He was not a handsome man, but not ugly, either, with a dark brown heard and mustache and greying hair going bald. Not handsome but considered hot. He frowned, looking at Jake, his instincts telling him the boy had just put up a red herring.

"You mentioned that to me a while back, so I don;t think thats the reason your upset with him. Am I wrong?"

Jake shook his head but sat mute.

Fuller decided to have it out with him. "Look Jake, your a great guy, a wonderful sexy young man. The guys here love you. I am bringing you aboard not just for your body, which is impressive, but mostly because you usually have a sunny outlook, are full of smiles and good cheer for the men around you. But I can't have this death warmed over moping sullen Jake hanging around my gym driivng my customers away. Now spill it."

Jake really did not want to go into what had happened to anyone. He was ashamed of Dan, and it felt like betrayal to tell on him like this. But slowly and surely he began, telling Fuller about how he had discovered his father was not his biloogical father over two years earlier, and how he had begun to look at his dad in a new way, and to fall in love with him. And then about the recent months, Dan's acceptance of things like Jakes enjoyment of showing himself off along with all the other things they had in common, and how his father had finally come out to him, and how Jake had been counting on he and Dan marrying and living together for the rest of their lives. Then he told about their date and what Dan had done and how it had ended.

Fuller heard him out, but he also heard things in the story that didn't jibe. "Go back a second. You said your father waited eight months after your eighteenth birthday to come out to you all the way? Why was that? Did he tell you?

Jake nodded after a bit. "It doesn't make sense, but he said my sexuality threw him, my being so open and the exhibitionism and all."

Fuller nodded but made no comment."This other thing, about not being exclusive; What did he mean by that, do you know?"

"Oh he has some idea that I need to date around for a while before being trapped or something. Makes no sense at all. I want - I just wanted to be with him. I TOLD him that." Jake said, exasperated.

Fuller took that in, but he thought he had the picture now. And he understood Jake;s father very well. He was not sure he would have down as Dan Lassiter had done, but....

"A lot of unanswered questions here, Jake." Fuller mused as if to himself. Jake nodded in vehement agreement. "Did you ask your father why he said those things or why he did what he did?"

"Hell, no. There was no excuse for what he did. I left, and I am not going back."

Fuller nodded. "A lot of people do things that are wrong, but sometimes its still good to know why they did it. Why do you think he wanted you to be free to date around and not get trapped as he put it?"

"Damned if I know. Its stupid. I only want him."

Fuller left that statement unanswered but noticed Jake didn't even realize he put that in present rather then past tense. "I wonder how easy it would be for me to separate being a dad from being a lover of the same person. How much time did your dad have to assimilate being more then one role for and with you?"

Jake started to speak and then stopped. "Not much." He finally allowed.

Fuller opened a desk drawer and extracted an envelope. "Jake, I got this about ten days ago, from the hospital. It was addressed here but its for you."

Jake blinked, but took the envelope. He recognized the hand writing of his name as his dads. Hospital? Why the hospital? He had a terrible feeling of dread.

"Considering what you told me, maybe I should give you some privacy."

Jake didn't want to open it but, some part of him knew he had to, and over rode the eighteen year old immature resentment. "No, that.s ok." He opened the envelope and extracted a single sheet letter on hospital stationary.

Dear Son,

You may hear that I was in the hospital and I didn't want you to panic, so I have sent this to the one place I knew you would go.

I had a small heart problem shortly after you left. Nothing serious. I thought it was indigestion, but it wouldn't go away. The doctors say I will be fine.. too many fatty foods, and I will be going back in in a few weeks to have a minor by pass operation.

I have had a few days to reflect on what happened. I was very wrong to use your own sexuality to manipulate you. I guess I panicked. I was so afraid that one day, if you and I were together, some young stud would come along and you would be drawn from my side and I thought that the hurt then would be so much greater for both of us. It is bad enough to end a relationship. But to end a relationship with one's son or one's father is impossible.

Maybe you can't see it, but I could. My mistake though was in not sitting you down and getting your agreement as a man, but instead manipulating you and leaving you to strangers like I did. I don;'t think I was thinking too clearly at that point, but that is no excuse, either. I have been your father since you were a tiny baby. I guess I wasn't quite ready to let making your decisions for you go, as much as I thought I was.

But hat is the problem, and one that I doubt is surmountable at this time. I think you are right to be shocked and angry with me right now. I do hope you will forgive me, so that maybe someday we can be friends again and maybe even a father and a son again.

But this experience has definitely taught me that I am not man enough to handle being in love and lovers with the man I have raised as a son. For your own happiness you do need to find your own mate, and not be trapped with this old confused idiot.

I will always love you, Jake, from the deepest depths of all that I am. I love you so much, it will be difficult to go on without you in my life. But I will try. Whatever you do in life, know that in my heart I go with you, always.

Deepest apologies, and begging for your forgiveness as long as it takes, Dan

Jake put down the letter, tears welling in his eyes. He got up. "Mr. Fuller..."

"Go," Fuller said. "Take the day off. See your dad, and come back when you have all this straightened out. Your job will be waiting for you."

Jake nodded and smiled with gratitude. "Thanks Mr. Fuller, your awesome." He said and turning he all but bolted out the door and out of the gym.

Dan had returned to the hospital to be prepped for his operation. He had not exercised since he had been brought to the hospital in an ambulance with pains in his chest, and he felt weak and soggy and didn't much care. At first after he had sent that letter off he had hoped for a reply from Jake, some light at the end of his loss, but there was nothing. Jake had to really hate, him, he thought, his soul desolate.

Tomorrow he had to head back into the hospital and let them prep him to put in a balloon in one of the large veins leading to the main arteries of his chest. It was a minor blockage but as the Doctor had said even a minor one can cause problems under great emotional or physical stress.

Dan had nodded accepting that. Losing one's son, ones best friend in life was about as bad as it could get. He changed into swim trunks and sat out by the pool, but didn't go in even when a very handsome neighbor teased him about loafing it in the sun. The neighbor had a partner, Dan was pretty sure. He had seen him and a younger blond man around quite a bit, playing tennis or out by the pool. Seemed the blond partner was away or working.

Dan just nodded and tried to smile but his smile was strained and the man got the hint and returned to doing laps, his body impressive in that skimpy red bikini he wore. Maybe after his bi-pass he could work back up to doing laps and even flirting a bit, but he hadn't even had a hard on since Jake left. The doctors had said that might happen. The body had a way of protecting itself, and right now Dan's body probably knew he had a weakness that could not handle any excessive exertion like sex.

Dan closed his eyes and dozed. He did not see the familiar beat up mustang come, in or see his son get out of the car and go to the house, calling his name. When he woke, he was aware of someone sitting beside him. He turned and looked and then looked again. It was Jake. Jake sat there silently staring at him with some deep emotion. Dan's heart flipped over and started beating fast. He started to get up but Jake put out a hand to his chest and held him down.

"Dad don't. Please, take it easy. Please."

Dan stilled and just breathed trying to calm himself. Jake had got the letter then. He could see that. they just sat there for a long time. Then Dan remembered, "Shouldn't you be working?"

"Mr. Fuller told me to take the day off to deal with things."'

"This is your first day, isn't it?"

"Dad, I got your letter. He is ok with me coming back when I am ready."

A measure of relief flooded Dan. "Of course." He nodded and looked away from his sons amazing body. That was one very sexy gym outfit, he thought, and tried to push the thought away.

"Dad, I need to tell you. I was wrong. You don't need to apologize. I put so much pressure on you. I don't need to forgive you. Can you forgive me?" His son said softly.

Dan shook his head, puzzled. "Forgive you? For what?"

"Oh dad I was all over you, pushing you to see me as a lover. You were right. If that was going to happen we couldn't just make that happen over night. I mean, I could, but ... your letter made it clear. It wasn't fair of me to make you just drop being a dad and be my romantic partner just like that. I know I would only want to be with you, but ... I can see why you might think I should not be bound up to my own dad. It does make sense. And I wasn't making it easy that night. I am so sorry. Please forgive me, and let me come back home."

"Son, there is nothing to forgive." Dan insisted quietly, but he was smiling inside. "To leave you with those boys like that. All i saw was they were young like you and handsome and you seemed to like their attentions. I didn't look beyond that. I was in the way."

"Noi! You are never in the way! Dan! Please see how much I love you!" Jake said desperately and flung himself across between them and hugged his father tightly.

Dan turned and moved to his side and wrapped his arms around his son, so that they wound up on the lounger together facing one another. Before he knew it they were kissing, tenderly at first and then with growing passion, saying over and over again how much they loved each other.until Dan had to stop, his heart pumping far to hard, right along with his cock, which was hard as a rock and up against Jake's both of them already peeking out of shorts and his bathing trunks between them. So much for just being a father again, Dan thought.

"Easy, lad. Your old man is going into the hospital tomorrow."

Jake stilled his eyes filling with worry. "What is it. Your heart? You really had a heart attack?"

"Well heart strain would be the best way to describe it. I have a minor vein that is blocked. Tomorrow I am getting a minor bi-pass procedure. Nothing terrible."

Jake's eyes filled. "I caused it didn't I?"

Dan kissed Jake's nose. "The shock of your leaving may have triggered it, but better now then later. The block was already there. Now, Jake, I can't tell you how happy I am at this moment. But lets look really hard at you moving back in. Obviously we still find ourselves attracted to each other."

Jake grinned and snuggled against him a little teasingly. "Yeah, don't I know it."

"If we live together, that is going to be difficult. When you bring boys home... it will be difficult for me. Or if I bring men home... think about that. Can we really be sure ..."

"I want to be with you. If you insist I date other men, I will. If you date other men, that's fine with me. Just let me watch." Jake said, grinning.

Dan felt something ease in himself despite Jake's joking. He really had not liked the thought of Jake not being with him at all..

He looked at Jake and then said, "All right then, one more time. I will agree to your staying with me if you will ease my mind, and my worry for your happiness by letting make up some rules we will both follow."

Jake took a deep breath and then nodded but add, "Alright on one condition."

"Yes?"

"That I make a rule too."

"Very well. The rules are these. We date one another, every other Friday Night or Saturday night, but not both, unless its like a weekend trip. Every other week we date another man..

You and I hold off on sex until you have had sex with three of your dates at least. I am not going to take unfair advantage by being your first.

Jake looked ready to protest but Dan said, "I am serious about that."

"You wouldn't be my first anyway, Dan." Jake said, grinning, "And I passed the three mark months ago."

Dan gawked and Jake took advantage of that to kiss him, until they both got too wound up, then he backed off and patted Dan's chest. "Can't wait for you to get that op, now."

Dan finally said, "One more. I was going to make it two years, but since you obviously have had more experience then I gave you credit for, one year. For one year you and I can consider ourselves each other's main man, but not engaged. When we are engaged who knows what kind of rules we make. Men arn't naturally monogamous. That much In am pretty sure of. But couples make their own boundaries. While we are merely number one to one another and not exclusive, the first rules apply. Every other week end night, and one night a week for each of us. Our week days and nights are for jobs and whatever we want to do. If we want to spend some week night time together, that will be fine too."

And finally, we are not to hesitate if we find another mate we want to make our number one guy or even be more exclusive with, we don't hesitate to tell each other. It will hurt both of us if that happens, but better the clean understanding than the real pain of betrayal. Ok, that's it. Now what is your rule?"

"That you never ever ever again back out of something assuming for yourself I don't want you there. You wait until I tell you. I never will, because I never would, I don;t think, but that is neither here nor there. If you get jealous you stay right there. No self sacrifice. And don't push me at other guys. i can make that decision myself, thank you very much."

Dan nodded, and then added, "Perhaps i better say that rule goes for you too. Its a good one."

" Deal. Think we can stay true to these rules of ours?" Jake asked.

"Not a chance," Dan snorted, "But we can try. I want to try."

"Right with you there, stud," Jake sniggered and snuggled in against him again. They were both hard,. Dan doubted they could snuggle and not get hard.

A throat cleared and both of them looked up to see the handsome man who had been swimming earlier standing over them, smiling. "Well, I can see why you refused my invitation earlier." He said winking at Dan. He looked down their bodies to where their cocks were sticking up and out. "Now, I am even more peeved, but then I do have a partner of my own, and though I am a bad boy, I do love him. Maybe we can get you two to come over some night. My man and I are in apartment 312."

Jake smiled up at the man, "We are in 301 right there," he said gesturing at their condo. He looked at his father, who was flushed and looking a little nervous.

"We have to pass for a week or so. But it definitely sounds like a plan." Jake said to the man.

The man who looked about thirty, with thick brown hair, a square jaw and very nicely bulging black speedos on his slim well built frame, He introduced himself as Eric Summers and said his partner was named Martin Borning and he handed them a card.

"I will call you in a few days," Jake promised and Dan nodded, taking his cues from Jake.

Eric Summers winked at them, grabbed up his towel and gear and left them alone together at the pool.

"You know I think I will take a slow swim after all, and then go in and we can get some dinner. I feel like TV and cuddling with my number one man tonight." Dan said.

Jake just smiled beatifically, got up, stripped off his shorts and t shirt, and completely naked, his cock rock hard and huge, he dove surfacing almost immediately and said, "Ouch. Diving with a hard on can be a wrenching experience."

Dan snorted, but he didn't shuck his suit. He just walked to the edge and stepped in down the steps, taking his time, but his face radiated happiness as he looked at Jake and Jake looked at him, both of them with love shining in their eyes so bright it was amazing the sun didn't duck below the trees in shame.

The end.. Well, that wasn't so bad after all was it, lol. More installments coming.