Chapter 1: The Secret
"Dash, I have a secret to tell you." Dr. Daniel Rodriguez, our old neighbor from my childhood home texted me suddenly. My parents moved shortly after I graduated university, so I hadn't heard from Dr. Rodriguez since I had been back for Christmas, seven years ago.
"Everything okay? Can I call you?" I replied, quite confused but excited. Dr. Rodriguez was the only gay man in our neighborhood. He lived a few houses down from us. I had a crush on him since I could remember, but I knew he was more than double my age, 28. He was always respectful but a little distant, so I never had the courage to try anything.
"Yes. Just please be in a private location." He replied.
I was in my apartment jerking off in one of my jockstraps.. The call came through, and it was surprisingly a video. I through a pair of gym clothes on, and answered the call.
Dr. Rodriguez answered the phone. Surprisingly, he was shirtless on a large boat with a captain hat on. A bit stunned by how rugged he looked with his gray beard and emerald green eyes, I managed to say, "Dr.-Dr. Rodriguez, surprised but happy to hear from you, what's going on?"
"Check your phone. This is you, you naughty boy, right?"
My screen popped up with a photo of me spreading my bare ass on the back of my boat. He screenshotted it from my Reddit fantasy group, r/GangBangDashRaw.
"Yes, sir," I panicked. "Please don't say anything to my family. I haven't..."
"Tranquilo boy," he said, "call me papá or daddy. I have two surprises for you," he said. He lowered his camera to show a massive, uncut cock leaking pre-cum.
I recognized his cock as one of the daddies that messaged me in my DMs a month back. "This is the first one. The second one I'll tell you in-person. You got any plans this weekend?"
I immediately got rock hard and back into my jockstrap. "Taking care of my daddy's cock," I said.
"Good boy." He replied. "How soon can you make it to Lake Oconee? Don't change your outfit but bring more" He sent me his location. 90 minutes if I left fast.
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I arrived at a gated community that surrounded a cove. I phoned him, and he said, "First one on the left, park in the garage, it's open."
I parked and opened the door. Inside was the living room. He was sitting on his reclining loveseat in a checkered robe with a drink to his side. He got up and gave me a big hug, picking me off my feet. I forgot that he was a little taller than me at 6'3".
"Before I kiss you, I have to tell you a secret boy. I promised you I wouldn't tell your parents, now I need you to promise me you won't tell yours."
"Okay, you have my word. Could we go to your bedroom and chat for a bit?" I said eager to get close to him.
"Of course! I was going to suggest that." He answered He took me up a rustic staircase, and we entered the master bedroom with a giant King bed and a beautiful view of the sun slowly setting over the lake.
He grabbed my hands and said, "29 years ago, I did something I shouldn't have. I thought I was going to carry it to my grave, but after seeing your online accounts and going through a divorce last year, I decided it was better late than never, even at 68." He said.
"What are you talking about?" I replied bewildered.
"Your parents were having fertility problems. It turned out to be an issue with your father's sperm. They came to my clinic and your dad was in complete denial. He kept on belittling your mother and I with discriminatory marks, and he threatened me not to run my f*gg*t mouth." He started to explain.