Chapter 1
Ryland opened his eyes and looked to his right. His heart started beating right away and he smiled for the first time in a long time this early in the morning: the naked body of his father, Victor Lucas, was sleeping firmly next to him.
But as soon as he let the happy feeling take over him, Ryland groaned internally and quietly got out of bed, trying not to wake up his dad and went to the hotel bathroom. He promised Larkin that he wasn’t going to do anything with his dad and that he was going to go home that night but he didn’t stay truthful to either one of his promises. Him and his dad didn’t even talk much at all, and Ryland wasn’t sure but he had a weird feeling that his dad was going to head back home soon.
Ryland started the shower and got in it, not having to strip down because he was already naked. He was hoping that he would get done showering before his dad woke up, because he knew that if his dad woke up and found him naked under the shower they weren’t going to be able to control themselves and they would end up fucking again. And Ryland really needed to talk to his dad.
He quickly rinsed off all the crusted up cum that seemed to had dried up on pretty much every inch of his skin, and after he rinsed off his brown hair he got out of the shower, glad that his father was still in bed. He dried off with a towel and wrapped it around his waist and walked out of the room.
The hotel room his dad rented reeked of ass and cock and cum and male sweat. Ryland wondered how he didn’t notice it before. To his surprise, his dad was still sound asleep. Ryland went towards the door and started picking up his clothes that were scattered all around as his dad tore them off of him like a caged animal released.
He put his old clothes on and he went to open a window and air out the stench of gay sex before the housekeepers made their rounds.
After that, not wanting to disturb his father still, he grabbed his phone and sat down on the armchair. He looked at his phone screen. The usual social media notifications, a text from Alek asking if he can use their laundry detergent, but no texts from Larkin. Just one single missed call right after midnight.
That’s odd, thought Ryland. Larkin never called him unless it was an emergency. He picked up his phone and he called his boyfriend. No answer.
Ryland’s heart was beating hard in his chest now, because he thought that whatever him and Larkin had was over now. Larkin had finally decided he had enough of Ryland’s bullshit and ended it.
Ryland went to his phone book and found Alek in there. He called him.
He thought that Alek was probably not going to pick up, but on the last ring he heard the sound of connection being established.
“Hello?” said the sleepy voice of Alek Taneski, Larkin and Ryland’s new roommate.
“Hey, Alek, sorry to bother you, but I need you to do me a favor,” said Ryland, not having time to even apologize for waking Alek up. He wasn’t even sure what time it was, and he looked at the alarm clock on the nightstand – it said it was 7:38 AM.
“Dude?” said Alek confused. “I can’t really hear you very well.”
“Hold on,” said Ryland who until that point didn’t realize he was whispering. He walked to the hallway and stepped outside. “Can you hear me now?” he said in his normal voice.
“Yeah,” said Alek and Ryland could imagine him rubbing his eyes in his bed. “What’s up?”
“Can you go to our room and see if Lark is there?” asked Ryland as his heart was beating fast. He needed to know if Larkin was still in his life and alright, because if something had happened to him Ryland would never forgive himself.
“Hold on,” said Alek, and Ryland could hear his roommate getting out of bed, and walking over to their room. “Are you sure it’s okay for me to go in your room?”
“Absolutely,” said Ryland. “Just let me know if Lark is there.”
Ryland heard the room opening and then Alek saying ‘hello’ and turning on the switch after there was no response. “No, man, he’s not here,” he said. “Looks like the bed hasn’t been slept in.”
Ryland felt like the hotel hallway disappeared from underneath his feet. “Alright, thanks,” he said. “I owe you one, Alek. Sorry for waking you up.”
“It’s okay,” said Alek. “I’m gonna go back to bed now. Lizzy is staying over.”
“Thanks again,” said Ryland and hung up, just dawning on him that he was naked, with only a towel wrapped around his waist. He grabbed the door know to go back inside the room.
“Hey, Justin!”
Ryland turned around instinctively, and his heart fell in his stomach when he spotted Arad coming towards him. He was dressed in light shorts and a tank top, and Ryland just knew that he hadn’t come in from the outside. “What are you doing here, Justin?” asked the Middle Eastern man, looking at Ryland as he was a piece of meat that he wanted to devour. “Nice V-line.”
“I-I’m here with someone,” he said. He was trying to keep his voice low. “If you will excuse me.”
“Oh, okay,” said Arad, looking at Ryland with lust in his eyes. “Well, if you and someone feel a little... adventurous – me, Ethan and two other guys are in room 324, just down this hallway. Oh, and there’s free breakfast downstairs if you’re hungry, in case they didn’t tell you.”
“T-thanks,” said Ryland. “I gotta go now.”
He opened the door and got inside super-fast. He had forgotten about Arad and Ethan and they just showed up in his life again at the least perfect time. He hoped that he was going to be able to avoid them when him and his dad left the hotel.
“Ryland?” asked Victor Lucas groggily. “Is that you?”
“Yes, Dad,” said Ryland. “I had to call Larkin so I stepped outside.”
Ryland tried calling Larkin again, as his dad’s head hit the pillow with a soft thud again, but it rang to the end and then it stopped ringing again. He texted Larkin: Call me when you can. We need to talk. I hope you’re alright. He wanted to say ‘I love you’ but he knew that that would be hypocritical. He loved Larkin, it was true, but not in the way he thought he could love Larkin.
“Come here,” said the voice of Victor from underneath the cover.
“Dad,” said Ryland, gulping. Even though his father only told him to come over, Ryland was already starting to get hard under the towel. That’s all his dad needed to do. Ryland was so horny for him, that only one word was enough to get his head spinning. “I really want for us to talk.”
“I know,” said Victor. He straightened up in bed, putting the pillow behind his back and leaning into it. “I know you do. We didn’t get to talk much last night, and I’m sorry about it.”
“I’m not,” said Ryland. “I enjoyed myself for the first time in a long time, Dad. But I really need to get some things off my chest.”
Victor sighed. “Come sit next to me,” he told his son. “I promise I’ll keep my hands to me.”
Ryland walked over, trying to hid his swollen up cock, which wasn’t yet fully hard, but given the size of the thing, it was hard to hide even when it was just a chub. He got on the bed and sat with his back towards his dad. He didn’t really know why, but he felt like it would be easier for him to say what he wanted to say to his dad without looking him in the face.
Victor shuffled closer to his son, and he touched him on the shoulder. The touch burned Ryland, and sent chills down his spine, clenching his stomach. He had heard of butterflies in the stomach when someone you have a crush on looked at you or touched you, but when his dad touched him it was like an earthquake that had the potential to destroy the entire world. He sighed.
“I can’t fight my feelings anymore, Dad,” said Ryland with a heavy heart. “I just... can’t. I love you and I want to be with you. Not like a father and a son. But like two men in love. I can’t stand to be away from you as long as I was these past two months. I thought I loved Larkin... I do love Larkin, but it’s just not the same. I only love one man. And that’s you. And I don’t know how we are going to continue from now on, but I’m sick and tired of lying to myself and to everybody else around me. I want you. That’s my choice.”
While Ryland was talking, Victor spread open his legs and he put them on both sides of Ryland’s, wrapping his big muscular arms around his son and holding him closely to his chest, his dick hard and eager, pressing into Ryland’s lower back.
“Oh Ry,” said Victor, his voice low, husky and strained with tension. “I want the same thing. Remember how I told you me and your mother had a fight before I left? That’s because I asked for a divorce. I cannot lie to her anymore. I loved her once upon a time, and I still love her for giving me the best thing that’s ever happened to me – you, but I don’t love her as a man should love a woman anymore. That stopped that fateful day at the house by Hidden Lake when I entered your for the first time ever. I tried to fight it and pretend that it wasn’t, but I’m tired and I can’t do it any longer either. I want you, son. That’s my choice.”
Ryland was so happy, that his eyes swelled with tears and his heart swelled with happiness. He couldn’t believe that he was hearing this from his dad. He thought that Victor was going to be his usual self – struggle against and push his feelings away, telling Ryland that it was wrong, that they couldn’t do that, that they were going to hurt a lot of people – but Victor didn’t this time. Ryland could tell by his dad’s voice that his dad was sick and tired of hiding his feelings towards his son as well.
“Are you serious, Daddy?” asked Ryland, turning his face around to look at his dad’s. The same identical green eyes met him back and there was love, and lust, and desire inside them, just as there was in Ryland’s eyes. He opened his mouth and his dad devoured him, tasting him even more angrily and hungrily than last night. Ryland didn’t care that he was rock hard now. He got up from the bed, twisting his body around just so he wouldn’t stop tasting his father for even a split of a second, and he pushed Victor down on the bed, getting on top of him, their eager cocks rubbing next to one another, oozing precum.
Ryland forgot about Larkin and his mother and Arad and the rest of the world at that moment. Only his dad and him existed and this was going to be the first time they made love to each other as lovers, with their feelings put on display, both of them knowing exactly how they felt about each other.
The telephone started to ring, but Victor just picked it up and hung right back down. Ryland stopped kissing his dad for a second, looking at the phone.
“Who do you think that was?” he asked.
“I told them to call me and wake me up at eight,” said Victor, also breathless. “But I’m up already.”
They continued kissing and sucking each other’s tongues, caressing their nipples with their hands and moving their hips back and forth while their dicks trembled with anticipation.
“I want you to fuck me like you’ve never fucked anyone before,” whispered Ryland in his dad’s ear. Victor didn’t wait to be told twice.
He grunted like a lion and got from underneath Ryland. Ryland collapsed on the spot where his dad was laying just seconds ago, but Victor had other plans for him. He smacked his son’s perfectly round bubble butt, and Ryland moaned in pleasure.
“How bad do you want your Daddy’s dick, champ?” asked Victor as he pulled Ryland’s ass high in the air, placing his mouth at the hole.
“I want it badly, Daddy,” said Ryland. “Just as much as I want all of you.”
Victor buried his face in Ryland’s ass and started to eat him out. Ryland cried out loud, but he didn’t care. He was having the best day so far, even though the worry about Larkin kept creeping back into his mind, his dad’s tongue was a good remedy for it because the more Victor’s tongue penetrated him, the more Ryland’s head had less and less space for things that at the moment didn’t seem so important.
Then Victor started assaulting his ass with his fingers. First one, then two, three... Ryland was moaning and twitching his body like a worm, but Victor had no remorse. He kept spitting and digging into Ryland’s ass, spreading it out more and more and more...
“Daddy,” said Ryland breathlessly. “I-I c-can’t... I-I c-c-can’t a-any l-longer...”
“Here it comes then,” said Victor and he let Ryland fall on the bed. He spread out his son’s legs and he spat one more time at his son’s widely stretched asshole. He showed his cock inside Ryland with one swift movement, burying it balls deep. Ryland gasped as his dad’s cock hit his prostate and he came almost instantly, spraying cum all over the bedsheets.
“FUUUCK!” he screamed loudly, just as Victor was starting to plow him, fast and precise and with such passion that Ryland’s cock didn’t have time to go soft, but it just got harder and harder the more Victor slammed at it.
The telephone started to ring again, but this time it was like it wasn’t even there for both of them. Victor was fucking Ryland relentlessly and with a stamina of a teenager who is just now discovering the joys of masturbation and can’t stop doing it. Ryland was in a blissful state and he didn’t want this to ever end. His ass totally belonged to his father and no one could even come close to fucking him the way his dad knew how to fuck him.
He made me with that big cock, thought Ryland and the thought alone was enough to make him blow another load, but he wanted to wait and come alongside his dad, once Victor was done having his way with him.
And then, without even slowing down his pace for one second, Victor jizzed all of his cream inside of Ryland, filling his son’s beautiful ass with his hot thick man juice. Ryland let himself cum again, making another mess on the sheets as spurts of jizz flew from his tired and spent cock. Victor collapsed on top of his son, found his mouth and started to make out with him.
They were lost in their kiss, and they don’t know how long they were going to stay like this, until a loud banging on their hotel door startled them both.
Victor pulled out of Ryland instantly with a loud plop and hurried towards the door. The banging repeated.
“Victor, I know you’re in there,” said a female voice that made Victor’s stomach disappear. “You know I don’t like to cause a scene, so open the door right now and let me in.”
Victor went pale in a matter of seconds as he went back to where Ryland was still laying on the bed.
“Ry! Quickly, dress and hide! It’s your mother!”
Ryland’s eyes went wide, as Tabitha Lucas repeated the knocking, each hit on the door sounding more impatient than the one before.
