Chapter 8: Fun and Games
It’s been three weeks since Sebastian and Scott had their first experience together. They have only text since then.
He knew he had to make a decision soon, but the thought of leaving his wife and daughter was crippling. He loved them, in his own way, but the connection he felt with Sebastian was unlike anything he had ever experienced. It was electric, consuming, and it left him feeling alive in a way he hadn't felt in years.
He spent his days in his workshop, tinkering with old cars and trying to keep his mind off the whirlwind of emotions inside him. He tried to focus on the work, the grease, the grime, the noise of the tools. But no matter how hard he tried, his mind always drifted back to Sebastian. Scott decides to send him a text.
**Scott** How are you doing baby boy?
**Sebastian** I miss you Daddy. I think about you all the time.
**Scott** I miss you too, Sebastian. Every day without you feels empty.
**Sebastian** I wish we could be together again. I dream about that night in the bathroom.
**Scott** Me too, baby. Me too.
**Scott** I need to talk to you about something important, Baby boy.
**Sebastian** Okay, Daddy. What is it?
Tell me, Daddy. Sebastian replies, his fingers trembling slightly as he types out the words. He's been waiting for Scott to contact him, to finally give him some sort of answer about their future together. He's been driving himself crazy with thoughts of what might be, of what could have been. He's been dreaming of that night in the bathroom, of Scott's strong hands on his body, of the way he made him feel. He's been craving that connection, that intimacy, that love.
**Scott** I love you baby, I’ve decided I’m going to get an apartment for you and I. I will live with you five days a week and Jen for the remainder of the week. Do you think this could work for you?
I know it’s not ideal, but it’s the best solution I can come up with right now.
Scott’s heart was pounding as he read the message. He had been wrestling with this decision for weeks, and he still wasn’t sure if he was making the right choice. But he knew that he couldn’t keep living like this, with half of his heart in one place and the other half in another. He had to do something, and this was the best he could come up with.
Scott picked up his phone and typed out a response, his fingers trembling slightly.
**Scott** I think that this could work, baby.
I'll do whatever it takes to be with you.
**Sebastian** I'll do whatever it takes to be with you too, Daddy. I love you so much.
**Scott** I love you too, Sebastian. More than you'll ever know.
**Sebastian** When can we move in together, Daddy? I can't wait to be with you every day.
**Scott** Soon, baby. Very soon. I'm looking at apartments now. I'll send you some pictures and we can decide together.
**Sebastian** I trust you, Daddy. Whatever you choose will be perfect.
I'm just so happy that we're finally making this happen. Scott smiled, his heart swelling with joy and anticipation. He couldn't wait to have Sebastian all to himself, to wake up next to him every morning, to cook breakfast together, to watch TV on the couch, to make love in their own bed. He was finally going to have the life he always wanted, the life he deserved.
Scott sent Sebastian a few apartment listings, and they started discussing the pros and cons of each one. They agreed on a cozy, two-bedroom apartment in the heart of the city, close to Scott's workshop and Sebastian's school.
Scott prepares himself to talk with Jen about the new arrangement. His nerves are in a bunch and he needs to relax first. He goes to his workshop, the one place he always finds a sense of peace and control.
**Scott** hey my little prince. What are you doing right now?
Scott texts Sebastian. Sebastian responds so quickly as if he is clinging to every interaction he gets from his daddy.
**Sebastian** Hi Daddy, just doing homework. I've been thinking about you a lot today.
Scott smiles, his heart swelling with warmth. He can't wait to have Sebastian all to himself.
**Scott** I've been thinking about you too, baby. I'm in the workshop right now, trying to clear my head before I talk to Jen.
**Sebastian** You're going to talk to her about us, right?
Scott takes a deep breath, his fingers tightening around his phone.
**Scott** Yes, baby. I have to. Can you come over now?
I need to see your face before I talk to Jen.
**Sebastian** Sure, Daddy. I'll be right there.
Scott waits for Sebastian, his heart pounding in his chest. He knows this is going to be difficult, but he also knows it's necessary. He needs to see Sebastian, to hold him, to kiss him before he talks to Jen. He needs to draw strength from their connection.
A few minutes later, there's a soft knock on the workshop door. Scott opens it to find Sebastian standing there, his eyes filled with concern.
"Hey," Sebastian says softly, stepping inside the workshop and hugging Scott tightly. Scott takes a deep breath, inhaling Sebastian's scent, and feels a sense of calm wash over him. He holds Sebastian close, his heartbeat syncing with his. Tears watering from their eyes. They hadn’t seen each other in those three long weeks.
They had only communicated through text messages. The anticipation of their first physical contact since their bathroom encounter was palpable. Scott takes a deep breath, his heart pounding like a drum in his chest. He looks into Sebastian’s eyes, seeing his own reflection staring back at him.
“Daddy, I’ve missed you so much” Sebastian confesses as he collapses into Scott’s massive arms. Scott tightens his hold around Sebastian, feeling the younger man’s heartbeat thumping against his own chest.
“I’ve missed you too, Sebastian. More than you’ll ever know.” Scott confesses, his voice hoarse with emotion. He leans down and presses a tender kiss to the top of Sebastian’s head, inhaling his scent deeply. “I need you to give me release before I talk to Jen.” Scott whispers into Sebastian’s ear, his voice barely above a murmur. Sebastian pulls back slightly, looking up at Scott with wide, eager eyes.
“Anything you want, Daddy,” Sebastian whispers back, his voice full of desire. He reaches down and begins to unbuckle Scott's belt, his fingers fumbling slightly in his haste. Scott watches him, his heart pounding in his chest as anticipation builds.
Sebastian quickly unbuttons Scott's jeans and pulls them down, along with his boxers, until they're bunched around his ankles. Scott steps out of them, his cock already hard and aching for release.
Sebastian looks up at him with hooded eyes, his cheeks flushed with excitement. He reaches out and wraps his hand around Scott's shaft, giving it a slow, firm stroke. Scott hisses in a breath through his teeth at the sensation, his hips bucking slightly.
"Fuck, that feels good," Scott groans, his voice thick with desire. "But I want more, baby. I want your mouth on me."
Sebastian smiles up at him, a wicked gleam in his eyes. "Whatever you want, Daddy," he murmurs, his voice full of promise.
He sinks to his knees in front of Scott, his eyes locked onto the throbbing length of Scott's cock. He leans in, his breath hot and moist against the sensitive skin, and licks the underside of Scott's cock from base to tip.
Scott groans, his head falling back as he braces himself against the workbench behind him. "Fuck, your mouth feels so good, baby," he rasps out, his hips thrusting slightly to meet the warm, wet cavern of Sebastian's mouth.
Sebastian takes Scott's cock deeper into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the sensitive head, sucking gently.
He looks up at Scott, their eyes locking as he takes his Daddy deeper. Scott groans, his eyes rolling back, his hands fisting in Sebastian's hair. He starts to thrust his hips, fucking Sebastian's mouth slowly, letting his baby boy take him as deep as he can.
Sebastian moans around Scott's cock, the vibration sending shivers down Scott's spine. He feels his orgasm building, his balls drawing up tight. He looks down at Sebastian, watching him suck his cock, and it's the most erotic thing he's ever seen. He can't believe how much he loves this boy, how much he wants him.
He can feel his orgasm building, his balls drawing up tight.
"Fuck, baby, you look so good with your daddy's cock in your mouth. Is this what you wanted? To taste me?" Scott growls, his voice thick with desire.
Sebastian pulls off Scott's cock with a pop, his lips glistening with spit. He looks up at Scott, his eyes filled with love and desire. "Yes, Daddy. I wanted this.” Sebastian continues sucking. “Good boy” Scott moans with pleasure. “Take it all, baby. Just like that.”
Scott groans as Sebastian’s skilled mouth works his cock with a fervor that makes him feel like a king. He can feel the pressure building in his balls, the familiar tingle that signals his impending orgasm. He looks down at Sebastian, his heart swelling with love and desire as he takes his baby boy deep, his nose pressing against Scott’s skin.
“That’s it, baby. Just like that. You’re going to make me cum.” Scott groans, his hands fisting in Sebastian’s hair, his hips thrusting forward, fucking his mouth with slow, deliberate strokes.
“Fuck, baby, you’re so good at this. I could cum in your mouth right now.”
Sebastian moans in response, the vibration sending shivers down Scott’s spine. He pulls off Scott’s cock with a wet pop, a string of saliva connecting his mouth to the tip. He looks up at Scott, his eyes filled with desire and a need for more. “I want you to cum in my mouth, Daddy. I want to taste you.”
Scott’s cock throbs at Sebastian’s words, his breath coming in ragged gasps.
He can feel the pleasure building, his balls drawing up tight, his cock aching with the need for release. “Fuck, yes, baby. Give me your mouth. I want to cum in your mouth.”
Sebastian eagerly takes Scott’s cock back into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the sensitive head before taking him deep. Scott lets out a low groan, his hips thrusting forward, fucking his baby boy’s mouth with slow, steady strokes. He can feel the pressure building, his orgasm close.
“Fuck, baby, I’m gonna cum,” Scott growls, his voice thick with desire. “Swallow it all, baby.
“Fuck, baby, I'm cumming!” Scott roars, his body convulsing as he empties himself into Sebastian's mouth. He can feel his cock throbbing as he pumps his seed into Sebastian, filling him with his hot cum.
Sebastian swallows every drop, his throat constricting around Scott's cock as he drinks down his Daddy's essence.
Scott lets out a long, shuddering breath, his body still trembling with the aftershocks of his orgasm. He looks down at Sebastian, watching as he pulls off of his cock with a soft pop. Sebastian looks up at him, his eyes watery and his cheeks flushed, a small trail of cum dripping from the corner of his mouth.
"That was amazing, Daddy," Sebastian murmurs, his voice hoarse from sucking cock.
He wipes the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, a small smile playing on his lips.
Scott smiles back at him, his body still tingling from the intense orgasm. He reaches down and helps Sebastian to his feet, pulling him into a tight embrace. "That was incredible, baby. You're incredible," Scott whispers into Sebastian's hair, inhaling his scent deeply.
Sebastian melts into Scott's embrace, pressing his body against his Daddy's muscular chest. "I love you so much, Daddy. I loved making you feel good," Sebastian murmurs, his voice filled with love and adoration.
Scott feels a lump form in his throat at Sebastian's words. He tightens his hold around the younger man, never wanting to let him go.
"I love you too, Sebastian. More than words can express," Scott replies, his voice thick with emotion. He presses a gentle kiss to the top of Sebastian's head, feeling the younger man's heartbeat sync with his own.
After a moment of silence, Sebastian pulls back slightly and looks up at Scott with determination in his eyes. "You have to talk to Jen now, Daddy. You can't put it off any longer."
Scott nods, knowing that Sebastian is right.
He's been putting off this conversation for too long, and he knows that it's only going to get harder the longer he waits. He takes a deep breath, steeling himself for what's to come.
"You're right, baby. I'll talk to her now. I’m not going to tell her who you are just that I’ve met someone new.” Scott says as he looks at Sebastian with concern. “I’m just going to tell her that I need to move out for a while and try to work on my life, and that I’ll still be there for her and Sam.”
Sebastian takes a step back, his eyes searching Scott’s face for any sign of doubt. “Are you sure about this, Daddy? You don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.”
Scott nods, his resolve unwavering. “I have to, baby. I can’t keep living without you.” Sebastian’s eyes soften, and he steps back into Scott’s embrace. “I know you can’t, Daddy. And that’s why I’m here. To support you, no matter what happens.”
Scott takes a deep breath, steeling himself for what he has to do. “I love you, Sebastian. Remember that, no matter what happens.”
Sebastian pulls back slightly, his eyes searching Scott’s face. Forever and always.”
Scott gives Sebastian one last kiss before stepping out of the workshop, his legs shaking with nerves.
He takes a deep breath and makes his way towards the house, each step feeling heavier than the last. As he reaches the front door, he takes another deep breath and lets himself in.
Jen is sitting at the kitchen table, her eyes red and puffy from crying. She looks up as Scott enters, and Scott can see the hurt and confusion in her eyes.
"What's going on, Scott? Where have you been?" Jen asks, her voice trembling slightly.
Scott takes a seat across from her, his hands clasped tightly in front of him. He takes a deep breath and begins to speak, his voice steady and calm despite the storm raging inside him.
"Jen, we need to talk. I... I've been doing a lot of thinking lately, and I've realized that I need to make some changes in my life," Scott says, his eyes not meeting hers. He can't bear to see the pain he's about to cause her.
Jen's brow furrows in concern. "Changes? Like what, Scott? What's going on?"
Scott takes another deep breath, his hands clenching and unclenching in his lap. "I think... I think I need some time to myself. I need to figure out who I am, what I want.
I've been feeling lost, Jen. Like I'm going through the motions, but not really living." Scott says, his voice barely above a whisper.
Jen's eyes widen in surprise, her hands trembling slightly. "What are you talking about, Scott? You have a family, a business. You have everything you need right here." She gestures around the kitchen, her voice rising with emotion.
Scott shakes his head, his eyes finally meeting Jen's. "That's just it, Jen. I don't feel like I have everything I need. I feel like something's missing.
Something big." Scott's voice cracks with emotion, and he swallows hard, trying to maintain his composure. Jen's face pales, and she looks like she's about to cry.
"Scott, I don't understand. What could possibly be missing? We have a beautiful home, a successful business, and two wonderful children. What more could you want?" Jen's voice wavers, and her eyes well up with tears.
Scott takes a deep breath, steeling himself for what he has to say next. I think I need to move out for a while. I need some time to myself, to figure out what I want in life. I will be here two nights a week to help around the house, we don’t have to divorce and no one has to know.” Scott says as he rubs the back of his neck, looking down at the kitchen table. He cannot bear to see the pain he's causing her.
Jen looks at Scott, her eyes filled with disbelief and anger. “What do you mean no one has to know? Who is she? And how could you do this to our family? To me? To Sam?” Jen yells, her voice rising with emotion.
Scott looks up at Jen, his eyes filled with sadness. “I’m sorry Jen, I never meant to hurt you. It just happened. I met someone, someone who makes me feel alive again.
I can't explain it, Jen. I just know that I need to be with her," Scott says, his voice barely above a whisper. He looks down at the table, unable to meet Jen's gaze.
Jen's face contorts with anger and betrayal. "Her? You cheated on me? On us? After all these years?" she shouts, slamming her fist on the table. "Who is she, Scott? One of your employees? A teenager from Sam's school?"
Scott flinches at the accusation, but he knows he deserves it. "No, Jen. It's not like that. She's...
she's someone I met. I didn't go looking for this, Jen. It just happened." Scott's voice is barely audible, his head hanging low, unable to bear the weight of Jen's gaze.
Jen's eyes narrow, her voice dripping with contempt. "You expect me to believe that? That you just 'met' someone and now you're going to leave me and our daughter? After all these years, Scott? After everything we've been through?"
Scott's heart aches at the pain in her voice, but he knows he can't back down now.
He's made his choice, and he has to stick to it, no matter how much it hurts. He looks up at Jen, his eyes filled with sorrow. "I'm sorry, Jen. I never meant to hurt you. I never meant for any of this to happen."
Jen's eyes flash with anger. "But it did happen, Scott. And now you're going to leave me and our daughter to go shack up with some mystery woman? Do you have any idea how much that hurts me?"
Scott's throat tightens, and he swallows hard, trying to keep his emotions in check. "I know it hurts, Jen.
And I'm so sorry for that. But I can't keep living this way. I need to figure out what makes me happy, what makes me feel alive again. And I can't do that while I'm here," Scott says, his voice thick with emotion. He sees the pain in Jen's eyes, and it breaks his heart, but he knows he can't back down now.
Jen's eyes search his face, looking for any sign of doubt or hesitation. Tell me about her. Maybe if I understand, I can... I don't know. Accept this somehow," Jen says, her voice trembling with emotion.
“Goodbye Jen!” Scott says as he walks out of the house.
He can’t bear to look at Jen’s heartbroken face any longer. He knows he’s breaking her heart, but he also knows that he can’t go on living a lie any longer. He knows that he has to find his own happiness, even if it means hurting the people he loves.
Scott walks to the workshop and grabs a box that has some items in it that he would need. He can hear Jen crying in the house, and it breaks his heart, but he knows that he has to be strong for both of their sakes. He knows that staying in this house, in this life, would only cause more pain for both of them.
Scott climbs into his truck and drives off to his new life.