With the Black Umbrella {Deacury}

Invitation

The next day, the children waited at the window for the man with the black umbrella to return. They saw him trudging down the sidewalk, looking a bit down, and they started to shout his name. John looked up and the sad expression that plastered his face instantly disappeared. He walked closer to their home, trying his best to avoid stepping in any puddles. All he saw were their little fingers holding on the ledge of the window and their heads peeping at him. It was extremely cute to John.

"Hey kiddos, you left me hanging yesterday." John joked.

"No we didn't! Daddy told us that we needed to nap so we did." Lexa admitted. Axel nodded along with Lexa's statement, along with a pout.

"I talked to your daddy yesterday, you guys sure do look like him."

"He is where I got all my beautifulness from, with a bit help with my mom. But she left Daddy so you can't see her." Lexa continued to talk.

"Lexa you can't say that out loud." Axel scolded. Lexa shrugged her shoulders.

"Well they did a wonderful job, you guys are great." John responded.

Lexa heard her father walking down the stairs that led to the second floor. She hopped off her stool and grabbed her father's hand, dragging him to the window. Freddie, out of his will, followed. Lexa got back on the stool and cheered.

"Look Daddy is here!" She shouted. Freddie had just woken up from his nap, he could barely recognize John. He spotted John and blushed lightly. Axel thought this was strange.

"Oh hey John." Freddie groggily greeted. John's face started to heat up at the sound of Freddie's husky voice due to previous his sleep. Being the very observant child, Axel took notice of that.

"H-Hello Freddie." John stuttered. Freddie smiled, which turned into a lazy smirk. Axel noticed something between the two of them that was strange. Neither of them noticed it about each other though. 

Axel tugged on his fathers long sleeve, and Freddie bent down to his level.

"We should invite John to our house for a quick tea, don't you think?" Axel suggested. He had a plan involving the two grown men.

"Whatever you want Axel." Freddie mumbled. Freddie stood back up and leaned out the window a bit more.

"John, how about a quick tea party when you're next available? The kids want to hang with you." Freddie slurred half awake.

"That's perfectly fine by me. I'll come over tomorrow after studies." 

The pedestrian walkway signal flashed green and it was time for John to leave. The kids waved and John happily waved back.

"I can't wait!" Lexa squealed. She hopped off the stool and ran into her room, probably planning out her future event with John. Axel calmly stepped down and watched his father shut the window. 

"Dad, do you like men?" Axel asked. Freddie was caught by surprise by such a forward question. He wasn't prepared to answer that just yet.

"I'm not entirely sure honey, I'm not certain. Why are you asking?"

"I'm just curious." Axel finished. He walked away in silence. 

This was the type of struggles Freddie had to go through. He wasn't the parenting type and he didn't know what to say. He often had his wife do it all, but now she left him to fend for himself. Though he was glad that he had custody over his children.

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John made his way back home to his little family. His mother and little sister, Julie. He unlocked the front door and was met by complete darkness, no one was there. He flipped the light switch and grunted. The entire place was messy. Things were misplaced, the carpet needed vacuuming, and everything needed to be dusted off. John instantly went into cleaning mode and started his chores.

It didn't take long for him to finish, he was used to this. Once he was finished, he decided to take a steamy shower to calm his muscles. He entered the bathroom and turned the faucet on for the shower. He stripped down his clothes and got in, but not before checking if the water was warm. Once the warm beads of water hit his body, he sighed contently. He raked his fingers through his hair and began to wash himself.

Suddenly, a certain someone flashed through his mind. That man he met through the window. He lived in that ginormous house with only two little people. 

Freddie was gorgeous and it confused John as he thought about why the wife divorced him. He was good looking with his jet black hair flowing down to his shoulders, his clear skin that was magically kissed by the sun, and even from a distance, his eyes seemed to sparkle. But the best thing of all was his voice, it was velvety smooth and it was highly sophisticated. It made John feel a type of way.

A very special way indeed. A hard on was sprouting on John as he continued to think about Freddie. He silently cursed himself for getting caught in his thoughts once again. John knew there was one way to solve this problem.

He glided his hands down his body and towards his cock. He wrapped his hand around it and stroked slowly. He was slightly embarrassed, though he was alone. He never had time to do this since high school. 

He continued stroking faster as he began to think about Freddie. He was all John could think of, it was him that drove John wild.

Sweet bliss moans escapes John's lips as he came in his hand. The hot steamy shower and the heat from his little show nearly made him black out. He quickly shut the water off and exited the bathroom. He got dressed and decided to cook dinner for when his family came home. He knew his mother would be too exhausted to cook after working two shifts, and her sister would be caught up in school work.

It was like he lived alone.