This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to any existing people or events is coincidental. If a story involving sexual contact with minors bothers you or is illegal where you live, stop reading now. This is Part 9. Please start with Part 1, which can be found here: Tommy's Coach
Tommy's Coach, Part 9
Things were normal the rest of that night with Jamie. We ate dinner naked but then Dad had us get dressed so we could go out for ice cream. Jamie was quiet but he seemed ok. He was kinda in puppy dog mode, going along and watching us like everything we did was cool. We were pretty tired so we just played Nintendo some and fell asleep.
When I woke up, I looked over at Jamie's bed and it was empty. I figured he probably went to the bathroom so I got up to see if Dad was up and there was breakfast. I heard Dad's voice from his room so I went to his door. Dad was still in bed but he was awake and sitting up. Jamie was standing beside the bed in his underpants. I wasn't sure what was going on so I stayed quiet and listened.
Dad was saying, "Of course, Jamie. You can ask me anything you like."
Jamie's head went down. I could barely hear him.
"A-are you... you know... gay... Mr Walker?"
Dad smiled. "No, Jamie. I like women. I just like... other things too."
"Did you really do it since you were little?"
Dad nodded. "Yes. With my brother."
"And you liked it?"
"Yes. I liked making him happy. He wouldn't have made me if I didn't want to."
"I don't want to be gay," Jamie said.
"First of all, Jamie, there's nothing wrong with being gay. But I don't think you are. Everybody likes feeling good. It shouldn't be such a big deal, should it? Making each other feel good, regardless of anything else. It shows that you care about someone."
"So if I liked it... I mean, if I liked a-all of it... it doesn't mean I'm gay?"
"Do you still get woodies thinking about Hermoine, Jamie?"
Jamie nodded. Dad chuckled and touched Jamie's nose. "Not gay."
Jamie was kinda shaking a little. I heard him sniffle. I guess he was crying.
"M-my Dad... he doesn't... I don't think he l-likes me."
"Oh Jamie. I'm sure your Dad loves you very much."
"Ya. I guess he loves me. But I don't think he likes me. He doesn't ever do things with me. I mean... not that stuff... but normal stuff. He doesn't even want to come to my games. Mom makes him. It's like he's ashamed of me."
"That's silly, Jamie. You're a fine boy. Tommy and I like you a great deal. It's his loss if he doesn't want to spend time with you."
Dad reached out and gave Jamie a hug. When he did that he saw me at the door. He put his finger to his lips like I should be quiet, so I stood back a little and peeked around the corner.
Dad talked to Jamie while he was hugging him. "We'd be proud to consider you a part of our family, Jamie. Tommy always wanted a brother. Would you like that?"
Jamie had his hands around Dad's neck and his face was against Dad's chest. "It's ok Jamie. Nothing to be ashamed of. I can tell that you've been very lonely. All boys need someone to take charge of them, to make them feel loved and wanted. Do you want us to take charge of you when you're here, Jamie?"
Jamie straightened up a little but he was still shaking. He nodded slowly. Dad was talking to him like he was really little.
"So you'll be a good boy for Tommy and I? You'll be a good friend, like a brother?"
Jamie nodded again. Dad said, "Say yes, Jamie. Just to be sure."
Jamie whispered. "Yes, Mr Walker."
Dad smiled. "That's my boy. I'm proud of you for being so open with me. It takes real courage to talk about these things."
Jamie straightened up and let go of Dad's neck. Dad said, "Would you like a cuddle, Jamie? I know boys are sometimes afraid to ask for cuddles because it's not supposed to be a guy thing, but in this house it is."
Dad turned on his side and pulled back the covers. He was naked and like half stiff. Jamie's head turned so I knew he was looking at it. Dad just kept smiling. "It's ok to look, sport. I've seen yours so it's only fair, after all." Jamie just stood there for a minute. Dad finally said, "C'mon tiger. It's nice and warm under here." Jamie moved slow but he got into bed. He turned my way so I hid behind the door where I could still peek. Jamie had his back to Dad and I saw Dad's hand move under the covers to hold him by the chest. Jamie somehow looked happy and sad at the same time.
"There now. Isn't that nice?" Dad said. Jamie squirmed. I saw Dad's hand under the sheet go lower and rub Jamie's tummy. After a minute Dad leaned over and whispered in his ear. "Be a good boy and take off your underpants, Jamie."
Jamie bit his lip. Dad rubbed lower. Jamie turned on his back and looked up at Dad. Dad face's was kinda like when he tucked me in at night, really gentle. Jamie's arms went under the sheets and he and lifted his butt. I saw his hands move down his legs. Dad said, "That's it. That's my boy. All the way off, now." Jamie's feet moved so I guess he was kicking them off. Dad grinned down at him. "All comfy. Stay on your back, Jamie. I'm going to masturbate you."
Dad's hand was between Jamie's legs and was moving really slowly. Jamie started to get red and his butt wiggled. Dad stopped every so often and watched Jamie's face. When Jamie got the begging look again, Dad said, "Hold my penis, Jamie. Just hold it. You don't have to do anything else." Jamie looked away but I saw his hand move and Dad's eyes closed for a second. "That's it. So easy. Just hold it. Don't let go."
Dad's head went under the covers and I saw Jamie go all stiff. He made these little squeaky panting noises and I saw the sheets ball up where he was grabbing them with his hand. The hand that wasn't on my Dad's dick, I mean. I think maybe he was squeezing Dad hard too cuz Dad was grunting.
I was wicked stiff by then but I figured I'd get Dad to take care of me later. I kept myself from giggling til I got back to my room and pretended to be asleep. After a while I heard Jamie sneak back in. I opened my eyes a crack. He was carrying his underpants in his hand.
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I guess I did fall back asleep cuz the next thing I remember is Dad waking me up for breakfast. I saw Jamie had his underpants back on. I was hard but I put undies on too cuz I didn't really know how Jamie was feeling about stuff.
Dad made pancakes and we talked about our next game against the Yankees and how Scott was probably gonna be a pro someday. I told Jamie that he should get Scott to throw him his real curve in batting practice, the one that looks like it's coming at your head but then dives over the plate. Even the 14-year-olds are scared of that one. It's so funny to see them duck and hit the dirt and then hear the umpire yell "Steeerrriiiikkke!" Jamie said "No way. I'd pee my pants." We all laughed.
Dad and Jamie looked at each other a lot and kinda grinned, but they didn't say anything about what they did earlier. It felt weird, almost like I was jealous of them. I knew it was dumb, but still. So after breakfast I told Dad that I wanted a blowjob. I said it right in front of Jamie, so he'd see that my Dad listened to me and did it when I told him to.
Instead Dad said, "Well, Tommy... I get to blow you all the time. I think it would be polite to let your guest have a turn, don't you?" Dad looked at Jamie. Jamie turned red in like five seconds. He was gonna say something, but Dad went on. "I think Jamie is really almost part of the family now, Tommy. I think he wants to be like a brother to you. Like I was, with Uncle Matt."
I thought about that. Dad was right that we were home together all the time and he sucked on me a lot. I guess it wouldn't be so bad to have Jamie do it when he was over. I thought about having a brother sometimes and that seemed kinda cool too, as long as I didn't have to share Dad all the time.
Jamie looked down. Dad kept at him. "You want that too, don't you Jamie? To be part of the family?" Jamie nodded a little. Dad put his hand on Jamie's head. "That's a good boy, Jamie. Into the bedroom and off with your underpants, both of you."
I ran back to my room and stripped. Jamie walked slower with Dad behind him. Dad had his hand on Jamie's shoulder. I laid on the bed. Dad said, "On the bed too, Jamie. On your tummy, between Tommy's legs." Jamie started to get up on the bed, but Dad touched his shoulder again. "What are you forgetting, Jamie?"
Jamie looked at the floor and pushed down his underpants and stepped out of them. Dad smiled. "That's my boy. When you suck, you should be naked." Jamie chewed his lip. "Now, on the bed." Jamie climbed up and laid out flat with his head really close to my dick. I was stiff as a pencil. Dad put his hand on Jamie's butt and he started telling him what to do in a really calm voice. "Start by licking Tommy's nuts, Jamie. Take your time. Go slow. You're making him feel good, so you should feel good too. Enjoy it." Jamie closed his eyes but he did what Dad said. At first his face looked sort of unhappy, but the more Dad talked the more he got into it.
"Take his sac into your mouth, Jamie. That's it, the whole thing. Hold it there. Use your tongue. Wash it. But be careful. You know how sensitive it is."
Dad took Jamie by the hips and lifted. Jamie's knees bent up underneath so his butt was sticking up. Dad said, "Up on your elbows now, Jamie. It's time to work on Tommy's penis." Dad chuckled a little. "My my, Jamie. I don't think I've ever seen you so hard. Even when I was sucking on yours. You can't hide the fact that you like this." Dad was saying the same things to Jamie that Coach said to Dad sometimes.
Jamie opened his eyes for a second and looked up at me. He had that puppydog expression and I thought he wanted me to say something, so I did. "That feels awesome, Jamie. Now do my dick." He made a little noise.
Dad shushed me. "Patience, Tommy. Jamie's learning. Kiss Tommy's hardon, Jamie." I watched and squirmed when Jamie did it. "Again. Don't kiss it like you kiss your mother. Kiss it like you'd like to kiss Hermione." Jesus. It was driving me crazy that he was going so slow, but it made it better too.
Finally Dad said, "Take his penis in your mouth now, Jamie. Like I did to you. Wash it with your tongue all over." Dad took hold of one of Jamie's hands and led it to Jamie's dick. "Masturbate while you suck. Slowly. Don't lose focus on Tommy." Jamie made soft sounds through his nose and started tugging at his stiffy. It seemed like he sucked harder when he did that.
Dad took a little bottle out of his pocket and took off the top. Jamie's butt was still sticking up and Dad poured some stuff on it. Jamie's eyes got wide and his tongue stopped moving. Dad's voice was more serious when he said, "Don't stop, Jamie. Relax and enjoy. This is happening." I saw Dad's finger go between Jamie's butt cheeks. Jamie went stiff for a second but then his eyes closed again.
Dad's finger was wiggling. "Push back, Jamie. Push yourself back against my finger. Show me that you're a good boy. You know that it feels good, don't you?"
Jamie's face seemed kinda desperate. Dad raised his eyebrows at me. I said, "It's cool, Jamie." I felt myself blush. "I-I had it too. I liked it." Jamie looked really surprised but he didn't seem so scared. He moved his butt back a little and Dad pushed with his hand. Jamie kinda squealed and it felt neat on my dick.
"There you go." Dad was talking quietly again. "Now forward. Now back a little more. Now forward. Back. More. Back a little more each time. That's the way. Rock slowly." Jamie's hand was moving faster on his dick. He wasn't doing such a good job on me, but I liked watching what Dad was doing to him. The next time Jamie rocked back, Dad had his next finger there too. Jamie grunted and got the surprised look again, but then he shook all over and I felt something wet on my nuts. He was squirting like mad. It was a long one and he had his eyes shut tight. Finally he kinda laid his head on my hip and was panting hard.
Dad looked down at him. "You liked that, Jamie." It wasn't a question. Jamie nodded. "Please say it, Jamie."
"I l-liked it, Mr Walker."
Dad patted his butt. "I could tell. But Tommy's not finished yet, is he?"
Jamie looked at me and I shook my head. My boner was twitching like crazy. Jamie frowned.
"I guess... it's different after I... finished, Mr Walker. It's like..."
Dad frowned back at him. "I understand, Jamie. You want to suck on Tommy less now that you've finished. But you can't be selfish. You have to finish what you start. That's a very important rule in our family. Do you understand?"
Jamie's eyes closed again and he kinda sighed, but he turned his head and put his mouth on me again. Dad kept his fingers in Jamie and told him to move his head up and down. It didn't take long before I started to shake too. Jamie made like he was gonna stop but Dad put his hand on Jamie's head and pushed him down til his chin was on my nuts. I had a good one and I actually felt myself squirt a little. It was really cool.
Jamie was making a face when Dad finally let him up. Dad touched his face. "You'll get used to it, Jamie. You'll come to like it, even. I promise. Now what do you say?"
Jamie was confused. "I'm not sure what to say, Mr Walker."
Dad gave Jamie a patient look, like he did when he was explaining something to me that I was already supposed to know. "When someone is kind enough to let you suck on their penis, the proper thing is to thank them, Jamie."
Jamie got redder than he already was but he whispered, "Ummm... t-thanks... Tommy." He was staring at the floor.
I poked his arm. "It was great, Jamie. You did an awesome job. Want to play Nintendo?"
Dad messed up Jamie's hair and then mine. "An hour of Nintendo only. You're not to be wasting away inside when it's so nice out. We'll go shag some fly balls later."
We were already staring at the screen. "Ya Dad... ok." He could tell I wasn't really paying attention and he sighed. Neither me or Jamie thought to put any clothes on.