Right after I released my own sperm at the shower, the anticipation and the eagerness of Daddy is very evident on his face.
He patted me dry after we took a shower. He keeps on whistling as he dries my body. Daddy and I were both naked in his room.
And as I saw him, there's this wide and joyous smile plastered on his lips. I don't know how should I react to it.
Should I be happy because he is smiling? Or should I be worried by those smiles?
I feel like I am burning myself willingly in the fire right now. But I already accept whatever will happen to me right now.
Maybe Dominick is right, I am b
I feel like I am a withered plant like now. Lost, tired, torn, hurt, and drained. These clips on my nipples are stinging like a bitch while Dad is busy searching for something inside my hole. My whole body feels numb as my muscles started to ache. I don't know how will I face my parents by tomorrow morning. Maybe I'll just pretend ill or to not get out from the rook and lock myself up until they are going to work. But what if they saw me leaving the house a while ago? I haven't brought my phone with me. Perhaps I'd be scolded till death or Daddy William will for sure lock me up in the basement again. I don't know but at my age. I always fear people who are older th
Daddy Dominick lay his body on top of me. His nose breathes on my neck. "You still smell like vanilla," he licked on it that made me tickle. "D-Daddy" my neck folded. He chuckled as he hugged me tightly. I hugged him in response also. Wish I could stop time and will keep us in this position. Hugging and... not beating. "Baby," he called he looked up and meet my gaze. "Yes, Daddy?" I smiled at him. He caressed .y face that made me close my eyes along with my tears. "S-Shhhh. B-Baby," I felt his thumb wiping my tears. My senses told me to cry. Neither I know what was the reason behind it but only my eyes could answer it.&n
But whatever they told me were just passing to my ears then go out on the other. Perhaps love made me not to listen to them but they should also consider my will and my willingness to be with him. It's been like two hours since Daddy Dominick left me here in his apartel. I'm just here on the sofa casually watching cartoon movies. I will never get tired of watching stuff like this because it made my childhood memorable and happy. Like who doesn't love them? Even if they are playing dumb but still they never failed to stitch a smile on our lips. My favorite cartoon of all is SpongeBob. The fact that makes me want SpongeBob is that the jolliness of him, the laugh, the giggle, and especially the emotion. Never saw SpongeBob planted angst on anyone. And what better way to watch a movie on the couch is to eat your breakfast. Daddy cooked it for me
"Oh, Lord! Who did this to you?"Daddy laughed at me. Poor him. I think I know who did this. He had blood all over his neck and sprits of it on his neck. And oh my God! His upper lips swelled."Is it my Dad?" He looked away and did not respond. Jeez! Daddy William goes beyond at this point. "Did my Mom teamed up with Dad?" Please say no. I don't know what I should feel if ever Mom did. My parents are indeed overprotective when it comes to me.Daddy Dominick shooked his head. "I think it would be better if you let me come in," I snapped my head. "Of course, Dad," I moved aside as he comes in. If you could only see how bad his face right now, I swear...I closed the door. Daddy sat on the couch. He removed his shirt. "I'm sorry," and sat beside him. There's a cut on his eyebrow, a semi-black eye on his left one, and his lips are swelling."Relaxed yourself and I'll clean you,"
"You're becoming a one good cowboy, Baby!" Daddy said. I chuckled. I know what he is been pertaining to. "Of course! It is my talent to ride them horses and to tame them," I winked. We both laughed. I hugged him and lay my head on his chest. "My hole feels so full right now, Dad," my eyes closed and fell his heartbeat. A lips then touched my head. "Proof of how much Daddy, loves you," "With that cum on your hole, I should be expecting a little me from you. A week from now," he joked. We both chuckled to it. My hands grabbed his dick. I gently stroke it. Daddy chuckled. "It's tickling me," I understand that after you release your nuts your reproductive organ will be sensitive. I've experienced it too. "You want more?" I remove my hands from his shaft. I don't know what happened to me but my lips just automatically sucked his nipple.
Left alone in the house again. It has been a week since things passed us by. Still the same. Nothing changed. Dad and Mom's company has been decreasing the sales drastically. But on the other hand, Daddy Dominick and I are going stronger. We sort things out. Forgive each other. And promised to be honest. Every night and day, Daddy Dominick always text me and takes video call. He's been guarding me but not to the point where I feel choked. Hah! Why do I always get cramps on my legs, back pain, and a throbbing neck every time I clean the house? "Oh, God!" And my body lay on the couch. Dang! This is the typical me. When boredom hits me. The only thing that I would like to do is to clean the house. Yes! I do the cooking! Yes! I do the cleaning! That type of vibe. Do you know what I mean? Haha
"So, who is he, Grandma?" The guy with the blonde hair and buffy body asked Lola. Did he just call her Grandma? Wait... He stared at me. Placing both of his hands on his pelvis. A smirk formed on his lips as he saw me eyeing his body. "That's your childhood sweetheart, Jacob," she said. And after I hear his name. Sudden flashes of his memory and I came to my senses. I can't help but to feel delighted as I saw him. For the first time in a long time. Our paths cross again. He smiled at me. Revealing his perfect set of teeth. "I'll leave the both of you here. I'll just go and make some fresh apple juice for you," Lola stood up. She turned off the television. As she tu
"Grandma," Jacob called as he continued to laugh. I just stared at them with a wide smile. They made my day happy. "Lola, open your eyes now," I said. She remained not moving. Both Jacob and I looked at each other. We beamed a smile. Jacob winked at me. "Wake up now, sunshine. It's not the time to sleep," Jacob said. He stood up. He then poured a glass with juice. He looked at me. "T-Thanks," I said. Jacob hand me over the juice. "No problem at all," he smiled. I saw him slicing the cake. Lola's one eye opened. She looked at us. "Damn! No fucking again? Ugh! Fuck the both of you," she then raised a middle finger on us. I chuckled. "I love you, Lola," but she
The Blissful EndingKEATTON’S P. O. V.1 YEAR LATER…The sun was vividly bright, striking at the tomb of the man I loved. If it is not for the tent that is covering us here, then we’ll be all melted.“Mommy!”“Hey, Baby,”It has been a year since Damon left us. It always feels like yesterday. And I still feel like he was here, beside me guarding me twenty-four-seven. A lot has changed.We are gathered at the cemetery. Remembering our deceased loved one, Damon Karsyn. Although it has been a year, the pain, the memories, and the love they share are still on my heart and mind. Even though it is hard, I need to move on.Not a day after he passed away, I never cried. I’ve been depressed and am on the verge of attempting to eradicate myself. But Robert
Epilogue: GoodbyeKEATTON’S P. O. VMy airways are blocked. I kept gasping for air. My tears kept on rolling. The day has finally arrived. “Wake up, please!!” I demanded. I hugged my Mom, who’s crying now. The people inside the hospital room are weeping. Doctor Andrew stands at the door with palms covering his eyes.“Daddy Damon! Wake up, please!! Hear me out, you big man!!” I let go of my Mom’s hug and hugged Damon tightly. This would be the last time that I will hug him. the day has arrived for me to unplug the life support of them.I looked at Damon’s saggy eyes. “Daddy,” I whispered. “Would you dare leave me? I thought you’ll be mine forever? I thought I’ll be yours forever too? Open your eyes now, would you? We are all rooting for you here. Please, do it for me and for our future. Daddy, please?&
Chapter 176: The Hardest DecisionKEATTON’S P. O. V. Not a single day the word mercy killing echos on my mind. Another two months have passed, making it five months of their coma. And every day that passes us by, the more their body came weak and thin. True to Andrew’s words that it was the ventilator giving them life support.It’s hard to look at them in that way. I sat on the bench looking heavenwards. Blake sat beside me. Only the two of us are left in the room. My parents still need to work as they have a job, and Robert, on the contrary, should not stay awake twenty-four hours. Robert already had an underlying condition in health that may trigger if he continues lacking of sleep.Me? I don’t care if I’ll have health complications for not having enough sleep. I still have high hopes for them to wakeup.“K
Chapter 175: Life SupportKEATTON'S P. O. V.It has been a sleepless day for us. We've been drinking countless cups of coffee. All of us are keeping an eye on Damon and Dominick. Who knows that any minute, second, or hour from now, they will move.The sun is rising for a new day. I feel a tap on my shoulders. As I look up, I saw Dad. He smiled bitterly. "Uhm… you need to sleep even for a bit, son,""Thanks, Dad, but I am by no means sleepy. I can't miss seeing them moving their fingers or waking up!" making my voice alive to show my hopes. "I understand you. But look at you… it has been a month since you've taken a shower. It would be best for you to clean yourself. Damon or Dominick would not dare hug you when you smell like rotten eggs,""B-But what if they wake up and no one notices it?""Your Mom and I and the people around here are looking for them. Go take a ha
Chapter 174: Adore youKEATTON’S P. O. V.3 MONTHS LATER Day passing by without them giving a sign of moving is killing me. I opted to cry alone in the dark or in the cubicle or when I’m alone in the hospital room. I need them to wake up as early as now. Seeing them in that pace where their body turning the opposite of what they had before is making me hard to breathe.The ones that carry good looks are nowhere to be seen. Their lips are dry and chapped. Like withering leaves, they are. But I still had high hopes. I know they will wake up. And I claimed it!My parents and I are inside the room. They are sitting beside Dominick, and along with them is Ben. While I sat on Damon’s side, along with me is Robert and Blake. My cries echoed the room. I held on to Damon’s hands and kissed the palm of it.
CHAPTER 173: When A Father CriesKEATTON'S P. O. V.A week passed by, and my hopes are still up. Both Dominick and Damon are placed in the same room per my request. As always, Sir Blake contests it, but I still won the argument. I've been sleepless for a week. I don't feel tired at all.I wanted to be awake whenever they open their eyes or their fingers moves. And yet those weeks, there isn't a day that my eyes to be in flood. It is hard seeing them in ventilators with endotracheal intubation. My eyes are alternately looking at Dominick's monitor and Damon's monitor.Please, Lord God. I need a miracle.Please let them live.The door creaked open. It projected the physique of the man I loved. But he was his father. I smiled at him. He did not respond. Blake is enraged by the choices I made. "Good evening, Sir," I greeted. He was voiceless.He sat beside me in the middle. I h
CHAPTER 172: When Will They Wake Up?KEATTON’S P. O. V.Night came, and we are still outside the operating room waiting for the doctor to come out. I appreciate they are doing their best, but can they please hurry? I’ll lose my sanity if this would take another long hour to wait.“Oh!” we both looked at the man who facepalmed himself. Beside him was Robert. “Didn’t I tell you to fucking get lost before I come back? Get lost now,” he declared.None of us moved. My parents and I looked away from Sir Blake, same with Ben. “The fuck!?” he yelled again. “Are you deaf or plainly dumb!?” the temperament of his voice captivates my interest. I stared at him.“Get lost now, Keatton! Bring your damn fam!” he bellowed. Robert caressed his shoulders and smiled apologetically at me. “I’m sorry, Keatton,” sa
Chapter 171: Misfortuned TruthBEN’S P. O. VJust by looking at Mr. Karsyn—the father of Lord Damon, the intensity of his angst on Master Dominick is quite sensible. Well, I did not come here to have a beef with anyone else. I am here to spill some teas.Beside me is my bodyguard. I need to protect myself at all costs too. One life to live is not enough for me to fulfill my dreams. In front of me is Damon’s dear to his heart.As I saw Keatton, I saw reasons why Master Dominick has deeply in love with him. I cleared my throat and held the brown envelope. “Before I start,” I paused staring at them as we sat on the bench. “I came here at peace. I don’t want any war to arise after this one—”I was cut off by Mr. Blake. “Well we are at war now,” he said. “Your damn dumb Master started this!”I nod my head as
Chapter 170: Life And DeathKEATTON’S P. O. V.“WHERE THE FUCK WERE YOU TWO!!” yelling at the two bodyguards that I brought along. We are here at the hospital right now. I was walking circles outside the operating room.The smell of the hospital is making me sick. My fist clenched, looking at these guys. “WHERE THE FUCK WERE YOU!!” pointing my fingers at them as my blood boils. “We-We are sorry, Mam—”“Mam, my ass!! YOU ARE ALL INCOMPETENT!!” I don’t care if people will stare at us. They know nothing, so they better stick their nose on how they should be.I heard heavy footsteps running on us. It was Sir Blake with Robert. “Keatton? What happened? Where is Damon?” Blake asked. Shutting my eyes closed as tears swelled from it. “H-He is at the o-operating r-room,” I startled crying.Robert gasp