Magnificent Pretense by Keegan Kennedy

Author:Keegan Kennedy [Kennedy, Keegan]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2013-07-01T18:30:00+00:00

Part Two:

After the euphoria of the hottest sex of my life with the man that I had been in love with for as long as I could remember had worn off, I was preoccupied with my accidental admission that I had let slip out of my mouth.

Although Uncle Kirk had said that it hadn’t bothered him, I was still worried.

I might’ve been only 18, but I was all too aware of that fact that letting the L-word out too early could be the death of any relationship....

It wasn’t as if Dr. Livingston were a stranger that I had just met. I’d known this man all of my life. I already knew so much about him, and he about me. Now, I just had to make him see that we were meant to be together. Sure, there was an age difference, but I wanted what I wanted, and I wanted Dr. Kirk Livingston.

After I had told my mom the cover story about helping him paint his basement, she hadn’t batted an eye. A few minutes later, she had left to take my younger twin thirteen year-old brothers, Tripp and Trent, to their junior high baseball game.

While getting ready for my sleepover with Uncle Kirk, I considered my Aunt Kimberly and her feelings. Knowing that Uncle Kirk and she had never even had sex left me with very little concern about the intensity of their relationship. Clearly, their pairing had a lot of deficits, so I didn’t dwell on that for long.

After showering, I had followed Uncle Kirk’s orders. First, I put on a fresh DUKE brand jockstrap with the pouch for the snap-in cup. Since he wanted to control when I came, and the mushroom head of his cock rubbing my sweet spot made me shoot without touching myself, I heeded his words and chose one of my large cups. I opened the pouch, inserted the hard, plastic cup and snapped it in place. Next, I grabbed a pair of clean blue and white Westport High baseball socks and pulled them up to my knees. Then, I grabbed a freshly scrubbed pair of size 12 cleats that were black Nikes with a white stripe with red accents. Since it was a hot night out, I wore a blue, Abercrombie & Fitch muscle tee that I had cut off around the waist, and the sleeves to show my abs and my guns. Finally, I slipped on a pair of loose, black Under Armour shorts.

Shortly after dark, I arrived in Dr. Livingston’s driveway at 7:58PM. Dressed as if I were heading to baseball practice, I got out of my Ford F-250 and walked up to the front door of the grand, restored antebellum two-story house.

When I had been between the ages of six and nine, I had loved coming over to play at Dr. Livingston’s house with his daughter, Kasey, who had been in the same grade as I had been. Because of the columns on the front porch, I had always thought the Livingston’s home was the same house from Gone With the Wind.

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