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"Hey Helicopter Boy! Come say hello." Hearing that, Rick steps out of the Truck. Shane looked starstruck. His best friend was back. He could have sworn he'd be dead by now, or at the very least far away to a place that they'd never meet again. He knew Lori would go back to him. There was no reason why she wouldn't. He was the husband to her and the father of her child. He wanted to kill this man. But he couldn't. Or else Lori would hate him, and so would the boy.
Lori looked up from the place she was crouching. Still holding onto Carl's arms loosely. Mouth agape. There he was. The man she married, the man she has a baby with. The man she was cheating on. She felt shame and shock seeing him. She couldn't move. She was frozen.
Carl slowly looked to his left. Mouth open and eyes widened, he gasped. Throwing off his mother's hands and running towards the cop. "Dad!!! DAD!!!!!" It was his father. His dearly beloved daddy. The person he missed most.
Rick came running to him too. Charging like a bull.
Carl jumped into his arms, putting all of his weight and emotions into this hug as Rick caught him and kisses this forehead. Oh how he missed his poor beautiful son. His missed his Baby Boy so much.
"My Baby." He whispered into his hair. He felt pride, love, and promise with his little boy. He craved the boy's lips. But he couldn't. No. He couldn't kiss this young innocent boy. They've kissed before, but they were all innocent little conscious kisses. The boy would probably be scared if he was kissed by his father now. The only time his father showed emotion more than family love in his kisses was when he was sleeping. He couldn't do that to his boy. And more importantly, he shouldn't do that in public. And in front of his wife.
"Rick?" Lori calls out. She has been running after Carl, but she was less enthusiastic about seeing him. She had a disconnected look in her eyes when they had made eye contact. She had clearly lost her feelings for the man she called her husband. The man she made vows too.
Nodding, Rick greeted her like she was a friend. Never putting his boy down. He'd never let him go again.
"Let's go catch up. Yeah?" He smiled. It was obvious he was speaking more to Carl than Lori. All of the others witnessing this felt heartwarmed, yet, awkward. They had known that Lori and Shane were together, but now they know she has a husband. One that's alive and well. One that doesn't know that she is cheating. They felt grossed out by her. How could she consciously cheat on her husband only a few months after she thought he was dead?
Lori did a curt nod and lead him to the lake. From first glance, you would think it's a sweet family setting, but once you look closer, you could see tension and stiffness between the two adults. Luckily, it was broken as soon as Carl finally lifts his head from his Dad's shoulder and starts blabbering about whatever his mind was thinking about. The boy was the glue. His mom looked at him with an awkward look in her eyes and the father looked at him with such love and trust that if you didn't see the little boy, you'd think he has found his first love.
"Dad, I want you to meet everyone!!! Let's go!!!" Little Carl was kicking his feet against his father's chest lightly while trying to not fall off of his shoulders.
"Ok Carl, introduce me to everyone. Yeah?" Rick smiled brightly and patted his boy's legs. Carl maneuvered himself down the man's body and onto his hips, wrapping his little legs around his dad's waist, too small to have them fully wrapped around. Rick had one arm under his little ass and the other petting his head.
Carl pointed out where he wanted to go and Rick happily obliged. He'd go anywhere his Baby wanted to go.
"Dad, this is Glenn. He's really cool and even though you technically meet him already, I want you to meet him meet him. You know? He's awesome!" His son rambled a bit, Glenn smiled and shook his hand. He felt more at ease knowing the little boy not only knew the man, but he was also the son of said man. If Carl was cool with you, so was Glenn.
"Nice to meet you Glenn." Rick smiled shaking his hand. He was happy with whoever his son was happy with. The two men started a conversation and decided that they liked eachother. They had both really liked baseball, so, they decided to talk about the last games they had watched.
Carl was bored. Rick looked handsome as ever though. He had a small layer of sweat from running around and his clothes were slightly dirty from his adventure today. There was one problem though. His Daddy's attention was now on someone else and he craved for any and all attention his father had. Slightly bouncing on his dad's hip should get him to pay more attention. Right?
"Hmph." He had heard his daddy grunt and he assumed that since he was older now, he'd gotten heavier, so he checked on his dad's face only for it to be slightly red and a tad sweatier than he was a few seconds ago.
"Daddy?" Carl asked. He didn't realize he was heavy enough to make his dad look winded. "I'm sorry. Am I heavy?" Carl had asked with a sad frown on his face. He knew he was already 8, but he didn't think his father would have grown out of him already.
"No sweetheart. You just surprised me by jumpin' around so suddenly. It's fine. Keep doing your own thing baby." Rick had kissed his cheek smiling sweetly.
Carl giggled from happiness and continued to distract himself by jumping on his Daddy's waist. For some reason, jumping on him had felt good. His crotch had felt like something. It was nice. He had to have more. Hugging his dad closer to him, he kept jumping. Feeling himself getting a funnier feeling. It was amazing. He let out little gasps of air. He felt like he was going to pee. He didn't know what to do, he should get down and pee, but it felt to good to stop.
"Honey. You ok? You sound winded." Rick asked, putting his hand on the boy's back to stop him from jumping anymore. He had felt his boy get hard on his side. He didn't know that someone so young could even get hard, but here his baby was. When his son started letting out little gasps, he knew he had to get away from Glenn and the others. It may seem innocent now, but any minute now, they'd see how his boy was actually jumping his side. "Let's go bathroom. Yeah? Sorry Glenn, this was a wonderful conversation, but I need to get him out. You know?" He lied with a smile.
Glenn smiled back and nodded in understanding.
"Come on baby. We're takin' ya to the woods." His Baby had been whimpering into his side ever since he had stopped him from bouncing. Still trying, he had moved one of his tiny legs in-between his dad's legs, slightly putting soft pressure against the man's dick. He crumple a little. The pressure felt amazing after all these months of not touching himself. And to make it better, it was his baby boy who had been rutting against him seconds ago that made him feel better.
"Come on baby." He had sped up his walk to a stride. He need to get them both off and fast. Others would look for them if they were gone too long. Finally, in a good spot, he placed Carl on a log. Unbuckling his belt and pushing his pants down to his ankles. He grabbed Carl's little body like a pillow and ripped his pants off of him. His little briefs were damp and tight. Rick groaned and kissed him on the lips. Carl was surprised and grabbed his father's neck. It felt nice. It felt amazing to have his pants off and less restricted, but it felt even better to have his dad kissing his lips with passion and his big callused hand moving around on his body.
He felt a squeeze on his bum and gasped. He loved his hips forward again and an electric shock went through his spine. He thought it felt great before, but without his jeans to cover his crotch, it felt like he was in the clouds. He really needed to pee now. "Daddy." He gasped out. He felt hot and good. He needed more of this sensation. "Daddy. I think I'm going to pee."
He felt like crying. This felt too good. Eventing his dad had done for him made him overwhelmed.
Chuckling, Rick breathily said"Good Boy Carl. Come on baby. You've got this." He praised the boy more. "Come for me Carl." He whispered into his ear.
Carl felt something he's never felt before. He hadn't even taken off his briefs before he peed. He moaned loudly and went limp. He wanted to feel like this all the time. Finally, coming back a little, he looked down only to see that nothing and come out. He looked at his dad with tears in his eyes and a blush on his cheeks. He'd never felt so good.
Rick was hard and felt close just from seeing Carl like that. The young boy liked like he was in Heaven. He did that. Rick made him look like that. It felt like an accomplishment.
"Baby. I need you to help daddy now. Ok?" Carl looked fucked out and hazy, but he nodded none the less. "I need you to grab under my shoulders and wrap your legs around me as best as you can." Carl nodded and did as told. He felt confused. Why did his dad tell him to do this? Suddenly he felt something hard and clothed against his ass. It was wet and big. It made him gasp. It made his daddy gasp too.
"Good job Carl. Good boy." The thing was pushing against his bum and every time it did, his daddy would let out a happy sound. Carl wanted to make him happy too, so he pushed down when it went up again. This really made Daddy happy, because suddenly the thing got wetter and faster against him.
And now, his daddy grabbed his waist tight enough to bruise him. The thing was now slamming against him. It made him moan too. It felt oddly good. But his crotch didn't get hard again. He guesses he doesn't have to pee anymore. "Daddy's close baby."
Carl felt proud. He was the one that made his daddy this happy. When Carl felt like this earlier, the thing that made him feel like he was going to burst was the words his Daddy said to him. He decided to try it out on him too.
"Come for me Daddy. Please?" He wanted to still be polite.
His father gasped louder and slammed him down on the hard thing one last time before he felt a liquid seeping through his briefs. "Daddy?" He had questioned. Had his father peed on him?
"Sorry baby. I didn't mean to cum on you." He was trying to wipe it away with his hand.
"Cum?" Carl tilted his head cutely. He looked like a cute little puppy. Looking down where his Daddy's hands were seeing the white liquid. Lifting his hands into his own.
"Yeah. It's white stuff that comes out of you when you feel good." Carl looked up through his eyelashes and licked some off of his dad's hand. Making him groan again.
"Why didn't it happen to me earlier?" He was finished licking the hand and now had it placed on his cheek.
"Because you're a little too young for anything to really happen yet baby. Listen. I'm the only one to make you feel like this. Ok? We need to keep this a little secret. Hmm? As a reward. Daddy will make you feel good whenever you want." He heard branches breaking coming towards them. Letting go of his son's head, he quickly pulled up his pants and got his son's from the ground.
"Guys?" It was Lori. She had been searching for them. "You were gone for a long time. What happened?"
"Carl just had a little accident. Sorry Hon. We'll go back right now." Rick said while putting his son's pants on him.
Lori smiled and waited for them.
Carl kissed his dad one last time before going back into his shoulders.
"Let's go." He smiled brightly.