Page 15 of Lance & Clayton

Now I lay in bed next to him, watching him sleep peacefully as he held onto Dino. He looked so innocent holding onto his stuffie, and yet he had done some not so innocent things with me minutes earlier. I felt lucky to have him in my life, for in his absence I would probably still be moving from one man to another. Now that I was a one man's man, my past experiences all felt so elaborate and tiresome. It was hard work to use your charm to seduce someone new each time. But the greatest thing about my boy was that I didn't need to use my charm for him to like me. He liked his Daddy just the way he was.

Usually, I would do everything in my power to avoid getting attached and to avoid having to wake up next to someone. Having sex with someone was somewhat of an accomplishment in the past, and once the task was done it was time to quietly jump out the window. But now that I'd done sexual things with my boy, my attraction to him had only grown.

When he opened his eyes shortly, he smiled at me. The things we'd done must've all come rushing back to him, for he blushed when he realized he was still stark naked.

"You look so cute when you blush," I said, stroking his pink lips with my thumb.

"I don't blush," he said, his cheeks turning redder as he covered his crotch.

"You don't have to hide yourself from me, sweetheart." I took his hands off his privates and kissed him softly. "Nothing is embarrassing about being naked. You know, I've never felt this way about anyone before, and it's crazy because we haven't known each other for that long."

He nodded and looked up at the ceiling, scooting closer and resting his head onto my chest. "I feel the same way, Daddy. It doesn't feel like we've only known each other for days. It feels like I've known you forever."

"Same here." I put a hand on his face and stroked his cheek. "You know I only want the best for you, right? Do you think you're happy living here with your parents? I don't know how they are, and it isn't like you'd let me met them. I just don't want you to feel stressed out in your own home, just because you were born different."

He shook his head and looked up at me. "They're not so bad. I mean, they would never accept me for who I am, but I know my time with them is limited. One day, hopefully years from now, they'll find out. They'll never speak to me ever again, so I want to live with them while I can, continue to make memories together until I can. Yes, it can be quite difficult living with them, but they're still family."

I smiled at him and kissed his head. "Such a wise boy. Ah, the things we do for family. I wish I had a family growing up."

"I'm sorry you didn't, but two people can form a family, can't they? You're my Daddy and I'm your boy. Together we can form a happy family."

"Yes, we can." I smiled, picturing us living together happily. "And I can't wait for the day you'll come live with me, to start a family of our own. We'll be married, and we'll have a cat and a dog. I can't wait for you to name them. I know you’re gonna them give some cute ass names."

"I'll name themCatandDog, of course." He blinked blankly. "How else would you know which one's which."

I laughed and shook my head. "Of course. How else."

“Do you want to see some of my toys?” he said, about to get out of bed.

"Wait, do you hear that?" I said with a frown, suddenly realizing what it meant.

"Hear what?" He sat up in bed and frowned at me. "It's the car. They're here, Daddy! What do we do? I can't be seen like this. It'll be the end of my world."

"Quick, get dressed." I jumped out of bed and put my pants on in record time. "I'll hide behind the door in case someone comes in."

Clayton did the same while I ran towards the door and stood in the corner. Just when he hid the diaper underneath the bed, the door flew open, and in walked his mother. I put a hand over my mouth so she couldn't hear me panting. If she found out what was happening, I would never forgive myself for the scolding Clayton would receive.

"Clayton, are you quite alright?" She said, walking up to him. "You look like you've seen a ghost."

"Oh, it's nothing. I was asleep, and I think I had a bad dream."

"Well, come downstairs when you're hungry," she said. "We're ordering takeout."

When he nodded, she left the room and I sighed in relief.

"I should leave, little one." I walked over to him and gave him a quick peck on the lips. "I can't risk getting you in trouble. I suppose I can't leave the way I came in?"

"No, Daddy." He walked over to the window and opened it. "It's too risky. You'll have to go out through the window."

I looked out at the ground and chuckled. "I've done this a lot, but this time for a very different reason. Let's just hope I don't end up breaking my legs."

As I climbed out the window, I was glad my days of jumping out the window to avoid getting attached were finally behind me. Now the only reason to jump out was me wanting to stay attached to my boy.

Jumping onto the ground, I rolled over before standing back up. Looking up at him with a smile, I blew him a flying kiss. When he waved goodbye, I jogged down the street and got into my car.

Chapter 9: Clayton

I couldn't believe that I had done something sexual for the first time. I was always pretty convinced I would die a virgin, that I would have to do everything in my power to be a good son and please my parents. But ever since I met Lance, that need had considerably decreased. The need was still there and it was still much higher than someone my age was supposed to have. Maybe I was finally growing up and realizing that there was more to life than living it for the sake of my parents' happiness. For the first time, I was taking into account my own happiness.

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