Journal to Dad, Entry 7
#7 of Journal to Dad
The final Entry to this story arc for my fursona.
*This is the final Entry to this story arc, Allen finally confesses his feelings for his Dad.*
Dad, this is it. I'm done beating around the bush, dancing around the obvious point I wanted to make with this blog. I have dated other men, been to see my friends about this issue I have had with you. This cannot continue, I must finally confront this head on and tell you... I am in love with you.
You have been there for me since the age of four when mom left, you have sacrificed so much of yourself for me. You have been my protector, my best friend, confidant, you know everything about me. Yes, this may have started as a bit of a crush, an extension of our bond as father and son, but it has grown to be so much more than that. I want no other mate in my life but you, Dad. Please look over the words I have expressed to you throughout this blog, think over it all carefully, then I would like you to leave a comment first to tell me what is on your mind. We can talk about this in-depth when you get home from the Cage. I love you, more than you have realized, as a mate for life and nothing less, Dad... please keep an open mind.
Comments:
Wow, son... this IS a lot to take in, and I do hope we can talk about this... situation... between us, we'll talk after the match.
Update: So let me go over, as best I can, the events of the last day to my audience and for myself.
I waited for Dad to get home from his work, a place called The Cage, where shadow-fighters like him go to compete in matches for prize money. Like many nights before, I had gone out to see the performance, Dad doesn't get out until the event is over and new contracts are signed... long process and won't go into it. Suffice it to say, I waited at home a few hours before he got back.
When he walked in, he stood in the doorway for a minute and stared at me with a look that caused a shiver to run down my spine. He cracked a half smile and made his way next to me on the couch, forgetting to close the door behind him. I didn't know what to expect at first, then reaching out his right hand, his shadow stretched out to close the door gently, while using his left arm to wrap around my body. He then turns to me, with the biggest smile I had ever seen on his handsome face.
"So... Heh, you have a thing for your big ol' Dad, huh?"
I was dumbstruck by his obviously flirtatious question, my mouth watered hearing those seductive tones leave his muzzle. Being so caught up in the moment was enough to relax my mind and ease my tense muscles.
"Yes, I do, Daddy." I responded with a massive grin in return.
"Well... let me be honest with you, kiddo..."
He paused for a second to collect his thoughts and catch a breath. I didn't know if what was coming next was going to be what I wanted to hear or not. After this long time of pining for my father, it would have broken my heart if he said anything other than the speech that came:
"I've been thinking about you the very same way, since that incident with the dragon-moron."
Somehow, some magical way, my smile widened, revealing to that wonderful man just how happy he made me through his reveal! I beamed my eyes directly at him, unable to look away as he spoke.
"That experience made me realize just how much you mean to me, as more than just my precious son. At first it was strange, I didn't expect to feel that way. Then later, when that bastard had you by the throat, I knew just what I was feeling, and acknowledged that to myself as I beat his ass to the curb."
Another brief pause as he took my hands in his and gently kissed them.
"I knew you were my one and only love. I knew that you were the man I wanted to have and hold for the rest of my life. To be clear, I don't just mean as some boy to protect when you're in trouble, I mean as an equal partner in a relationship. When I charged forward to tackle him, all I thought about was you and not being able to grow old with you, the two of us exchanging vows, anniversaries, all of those thoughts flashed through my mind because... I have loved you so much, from afar, for so long but never thought you would feel the same way in return. Finding out you were gay made all of those feelings rise to the surface."
Again I found myself dumbfounded, and simply, joyously happy, it was a relief to finally hear the words I had fantasized about for so long.
"what I am trying to say, is that... how you feel about me, is definitely the same way I feel about you. My son, my other half."
He paused again, closing this warm arms around me in an embrace I hoped would never end.
"My husband, if you'll have me?"
Tears welled up in both of our eyes while in each other's arms, both of us so overwhelmed by these sudden emotions. There was no hesitation as I responded:
"Yes! Yes, absolutely, Dad, I definitely want to be your husband!"
Our grips tightened around again, we eventually became so relaxed together, fell asleep on the couch while nuzzling and playfully licking each other's faces. Waking up in his arms this morning was like a dream come true, no other way I could describe it. His hard cock rubbing through the fabric of our pants was an unexpected surprise but not unwelcome. He is the only male I could ever enjoy being poked by in bed, without feeling obligated to do something about it. After the "dragon incident" I explained to Dad about my being mostly asexual, strangely he was very happy to hear about it...
Now that I am thinking back on all of this, there were those moments when he would be nonchalantly nude in front of me, that only happened after being forced to come out of the closet. I'll be right back, guys...
Continued Update:
Okay, so yeah, after Dad found out about my mating preferences, he tells me that he was just more comfortable with being naked around me. That's one mystery out of the way, maybe I'll ask Dad about those nights when Daniel came over for dinner. The food wasn't very spicy but maybe the guy just didn't have the mettle to handle it? I don't know, just something I have wondered about for a while.
Well I think this is the end of this portion of my life's events. Dad and I are together and deliriously happy, of course. We're in the middle of consolidating my possessions into his, well... our bedroom now, he hasn't dressed since coming out of his morning shower. I have no complaints but I do feel slightly guilty about putting on a pair of briefs. He doesn't mind though, since the "Daddy's Boy" butt print makes him smile like those high school jocks dating the cheerleaders. Yeah, I may have bought them a while ago on that night Daniel and I first met. At the time I wanted to model them for Dad and gauge his reaction, but I'm glad I waited to find out for sure what was going on with my feelings for Tyler. Wait... be right back again.
Continued Update-continued:
Good to know, so while we may be engaged to be married, he is still "Dad, and/or Daddy or Sir, we still have to maintain appearances, Son.", so no, I will not he addressing him by his first name. Though I have to be honest, that makes it even better, since I am naturally submissive anyway! Oh, yeah, we're planning a small ceremony with a few close friends of mine. They know what's going on, and one is a registered clerk for the city! I never expected things to fall into place like this for the two of us, and it's my hope that we'll continue to make this work.
Well, I have to go now, Dad... my fiance, soon-to-be husband (SO HAPPY!) uh... he needs a hand. I hope you all have an amazing day, wherever you are and NEVER stop chasing your dreams!
With much love,
Allen Gar.
Septimbur 16th, 2017CE
P.S. Tyler here, The Dad of this little blog, just wanted to reach out to all of the readers out there also. So yeah, we've been married for a month now and still in the Honeymoon Moment, we'll be moving to a place in the city, maybe. My husband is excited because he'll be closer to his friends and work, it will be better for me, being close to my work at the Cage. Anyway, just wanted to say that we're great and will be opening a blog together, so check it out sometime if you're interested. I'm trying to get Allen to do some dirty photo shoots, I'd like to show off the treasure I get to hold onto every night! I don't know if he'll go for it and if not, but that's okay, too. You guys all take it easy, I'll post the link when our blog is up and running.
Novendur 4th, 2017CE
P.P.S. *Ahem!* Dad, sweetie? You do know I can see what you post to this blog, yeah? About the photos... we'll talk. ;-)
Novendur 4th, 2017CE
P.P.P.S. *BIG grin!* Sounds good, Son! My shweetums!
Novendur 4th, 2017CE
Okay, Dad, please stop. Heh, sorry everyone, my husband is being a dork. Playful dork, but a dork nonetheless.
Novendur 4th, 2017CE
Sorry, kid, I can't help it!
Novendur 4th, 2017CE
Ugh, this isn't an instant messenger!
Bye, everyone, we'll get the other blog up in a month or so, Dad and I will have words tonight.
Novendur 4th, 2017CE
Before or after I knot you? ;-) *WOOF!*
Novendur 4th, 2017CE
Oh dear fuck! Dad! LOG OUT, please!
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....After, well more like between knots, please. I love you, Dad.
Novendur 4th, 2017CE
I love you too, Son. *Kisses*
Novendur 4th, 2017CE