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Post-divorce Amanda finds herself in a sports bar hit on by some aholes, but the cute waitress gets rid of them for her. Bonus for bathroom cunnilingus.

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Daniel stood in the doorway to his bedroom and just watched.

He watched as Johnny lay naked on the bed and slid his hand down his body. His pale skin stood out against Daniel’s dark blue sheets. He wrapped his hand around his hard cock and started to stroke it. He turned his head and grinned at Daniel; his hair caught the light and looked like a golden halo and Daniel wanted nothing more than to run his fingers through it.

Johnny lifted his hand and beckoned Daniel to join him...

...Daniel startled awake. He had fallen asleep at his desk inside his office of LaRusso Auto. It had been two weeks since (what he called) The Crop Top Incident and dreams about Johnny were becoming common.

During the day, when he had to teach class with Johnny he was strictly professional, but it seemed his subconscious had other ideas.

Amanda stood next to him.

‘Have a good dream?’

‘Huh?’ Daniel asked as he stretched his back.

‘You were making noises in your sleep and I haven’t heard those noises since we had the latte machine installed,’ she said with a smile.

‘I’m fine. How are you?’

‘I’m okay. We finished painting Sam’s room yesterday and the kids are settling in. Are you okay?,’ she said as she put her hand on his shoulder and squeezed.

‘Things are... complicated.’

‘Yeah I bet. I’m just glad you and Johnny haven’t killed each other yet. I still can’t believe that you guys are running a dojo together.’

‘Yeah, so what’s on the schedule today?’ He asked changing the subject because he really didn’t want to talk about Johnny with his ex-wife.

‘You have a meeting in ten minutes.’

Amanda left and he got ready for his meeting. He stood up and looked down at his groin.

‘Don’t you start,’ he said to his half-hard cock as if talking to it would make it soft. It didn’t but it was worth a try.

Later that day he was in his kitchen as lasagna and garlic bread cooked in the oven. The kids were coming over for the weekend and they both loved his lasagna and garlic beard; must have been the Italian in them.

The smell filled the house and his mouth watered.

He was still thinking about the meeting he had earlier that day. He didn’t know how he had gotten through it, his mind was still full of images of naked Johnny, but he had just spouted some buzz words and that had seemed to work.

The more he thought about it, the more he convinced himself he was infatuated with Johnny just because he was lonely. He just had to ignore it until it went away.

He heard the door open and he left the kitchen to hug his kids.

‘Hey,’ Daniel said to Sam and Anthony.

‘Hey, dad. Is that lasagna I smell?’ Sam asked as Anthony kept playing his Switch.

‘Yeah, you guys hungry?’ Daniel asked as he went over to Sam and gave her a big hug.

‘You know it!’

They went to the kitchen and Daniel pulled out the lasagna and buttery garlic bread and put it on plates. He sat a plate full of cheesy lasagna that was dark brown on top in front of Sam and a plate piled high with garlic bread in front of Anthony and then made his own plate.

He had just sat down with his dinner when the doorbell rang.

‘Are you expecting someone?’ Sam asked looking just as confused as Daniel.

He shrugged and got up. He was in a good mood since he was was with his kids but his good mood evaporated when he opened the door and saw Johnny sanding on his porch holding a basket full of clothes.

He tried not to notice that Johnny was wearing a tight rock t-shirt and jean shorts that showed off his pale legs, but he did.

‘Hey, the washer at my apartment is busted. Can I use yours?’

Maybe it was because Daniel grew up poor and knew what it was like to not have clean clothes and a broken washer but he heard himself say, ‘Yeah. Sure. I was just sitting down to dinner with the kids so knock yourself out.’

Johnny walked into the house and when he moved past Daniel Daniel caught a whiff of a spicy scent.

He showed Johnny the laundry room and left him to it. He probably should have shown Johnny how to work the Smart Washer, the man didn’t even know what Facebook was, but he didn’t trust himself to be in the small room with Johnny. The last thing he needed was to kiss Johnny and to earn a punch in the nose or even worse for his kids to see them kiss.

‘Hey, LaRusso! How do I use this thing?!’ Johnny yelled from the laundry room.

He went back to the kitchen.

‘Could you go help Sensei Lawrence?’ He asked Sam.

‘Sure,’ Sam got up and went to the laundry room.

‘Is Sensei Lawrence okay?’ Sam asked Daniel when she came back.

‘He’s fine. He just needs to use our washer.’

‘Oh, well that’s good.’

‘It’s good that he’s washing his clothes?’ Daniel said knitting his brow.

‘Nah, it’s good that you guys are getting along. When you first told you were going to combine dojos I thought it would take less than a week for you guys to kill each other.’

He just smiled that was basically the same thing Amanda said and Sam was so much like her mother.

Johnny came into the kitchen.

He waited for Johnny to leave but he just stood there looking uncomfortable.

‘You want to stay for dinner?’ Daniel asked.

If they were going to run a dojo together he would have to get over his Johnny obsession.

‘Sure. You got any beer.’

‘Sorry. I think I have some cherry soda and lemonade though.'

Johnny made a face and went over to grab a plate of food. He took his plate and sat across from Daniel. Daniel tried hard not to think about how good Johnny’s hair looked under the lights or how it would look even better under his bedroom lights.

Johnny looked over at Anthony who was still playing with his Switch as he ate his garlic beard.

‘Didn’t your mom ever tell you not to watch tv at the dinner table?’ Johnny asked Anthony.

‘It’s a Switch not a tv.’

‘What the hell is a Switch?’

‘A video game system, loser.’

‘Huh! At least I’m not a nerd,’ Johnny said as he took a bite of lasagna.

‘Whatever. Can I go to my room?’ Anthony asked his dad.

‘Sure. Just make sure you work on your homework.’

After Anthony left Johnny looked over at Daniel, ‘You know he probably isn’t going to do his homework.’

Daniel sighed. ‘Yeah, I just didn’t want to see a grown man get into a verbal argument with a child.’

‘Yeah, I wouldn’t want to embarrass the kid in front of his dad and sister,’ Johnny said with a wink.

Daniel rolled his eyes but inside he was glad that his dark completion hid the blush on his cheeks, ‘I would say that you would be the one to get embarrassed but you have proven that you have no shame.’

‘Damn straight.’

Sam and Johnny chatted as they ate which gave Daniel time to think. So far his Johnny infatuation hadn’t caused any problems and he was going to keep it that way. They had just started getting along.

Later that night after Johnny had left, he want into the laundry room and saw something bright red in laying in the dryer. He pulled it out and it was one of Johnny’s AC/DC shirts. He folded it and sat it on top of the dryer, fully intending to give it back to Johnny on Monday, but as he walked out of the laundry room he felt an itch in his mind.

All he could think about was the bright red shirt. It was like Johnny was in his house and taunting him. He went back into the room and picked up the shirt. The cotton fabric was worn and soft and he held it up to his nose. He knew it wasn’t going to smell like Johnny, but he was still disappointed when it smelled like laundry soap and lavender fabric softener.

Just feeling it made him half-hard. The mature adult thing to do was to put the shirt down and forget about it, but it seemed that he was back to being a horny teenager when it came to Johnny.

He took the shirt up to his room and hoped that he didn’t run into his kids; he really didn’t want to explain why he had Johnny’s shirt.

He went to his room and closed and locked the door. Unbuttoning and shucking down his pants and underwear, he hissed when cool air touched his half-hard cock. He pulled his pants and underwear off all the way and just left them in a pile of the floor.

He rubbed the shirt between his fingers and his cock twitched. He made his way to his bed and sat down. Getting lube out of the desk next to his bed, he poured some of the liquid onto his hand and wrapped his hand around his hard cock. His other hand was busy fondling Johnny’s shirt.

He knew he couldn’t draw it out because the kids might need him and knew exactly what fantasy would get him off the quickest.

He closed his eyes as a tightened his grip on his cock and pictured Johnny’s head between his legs and Johnny’s lips around his cock.

After several minutes of fantasizing about Johnny, he felt his orgasm building and he sped up his strokes. He tightened his grip and his eyes fluttered close as he came with Johnny’s name on his lips.

After he came down from his orgasm he whipped away his come with Johnny’s shirt and there was a certain thrill to it that he was not going to look at.

He decided to try something different; if ignoring his Johnny obsession didn’t work maybe giving in to it (within reason) would work instead.

Later that night, he was walking to the kitchen when he heard a noise coming from Sam’s room. He opened the door and Sam was asleep and seemed to be having a nightmare; She was tossing and turning and making a pained noise.

He went over to his daughter and touched her shoulder. Her eyes flew open and tears streamed down her face.

‘You okay, sweetheart,’ he said as she sat up and wiped her eyes.

‘Yeah, but... um... could you stay with me for a while?’

‘Sure.’

She scooted over on the bed and he sat down on the bed. His feet hung over the edge. She curled up against his side and he wrapped his arm around her. He looked around the room and noticed the stuffed panda Mr. Miyagi bought for her when she five. She took Pat The Panada everywhere and couldn’t sleep unless Pat was in the bed with her; she might have grown into a young lady but she would always be his little girl.

He still blamed himself for the high school fight that gave her nightmares and he probably always would.