Chapter One Caught

I was 19, I had been kicked out of my parents house. My topper acquaintance Robbie, and his dad flier took me in, for the summer.

His dad was a contractor. Robbie went to work with his dad every morning. You could set a clock by their approach and going away. Up by four am gone by five, and back home base at seven pm.

I was unemployed, and because I really could n't pay anything, for staying there. I cleaned the house, mowed the lawn, cooked and did the wash. No one asked me to do it. I just did it to prove my appreciation.

One day I was straightening out the garage, and I came across an old traveling bag. When I went to move it. I noticed it had something in it. I opened it and found a porno cache of VHS tapes.

Everyday after that I would get up early, get my work done. I would take hold of a few tapes from the suitcase, and have an all good afternoon mariner off session. I would time it with Robbie's, and his dads work schedule. I would have everything cleaned up and put away before they came home.

I was doing my usual matter one day. disperse out naked on the couch, tape in the VCR, cock in hand. I was really getting into it, when I heard the front door open.

I tried to scramble around for the remote and cover my nakedness, but I was caught. I looked at the large build that came through the door, and was horrified to see my Friend dad Bill, standing there. He just ! ooked at me a moment, smiled and said `` I see you obtain my stash. ``

I did n't answer. I could n't even look his direction. I was so embarrassed, my cock went limp, and I just sat there.

He was like `` Oh hell, lighten up. We all do it. I might even bring together you. ''

Then he walked in the kitchen asked if I wanted a beer.

I answered. `` Sure. ''

I looked at the clock it was only three in the afternoon. While he was getting our beer. I hollered into the kitchen.

'' Why are you home so early ? ``

As he came back in the front line elbow room he took a pull from his open beer and simply said. `` It 's raining. ``

"Damn."I thought"How could I have been so stupid."

While he was in the kitchen. I managed to release off the tape, and slipped on my underclothes. I was pulling my shirt on when he came back in to the room.

'' You did n't induce to do that. '' He kept looking at me as he crossed the elbow room.

He sat down on the contrary side of the couch I was on. Handed me my beer, and began taking off his boots and socks.

'' Turn the TV back on net ball watch some smut. ``

'' You were sober about that ? '' I just looked at him as he began stripping down.

'' Turn it on. '' He insisted and sat back lifted up his rosehip and slid his underwear down.

Now this was a big guy. Stout muscular build probably some genetics, but mostly from working construction all his grownup aliveness. He was attractive, chisled facial feature of speech, with jet black hair. He could have his pick of woman. In fact his ex wife was very attractive. She provided many nighttime, of spank material.

His cock was already hard and sprang up from a iniquity Shirley Temple Black bush. This fashion plate was hirsute all over. His putz was n't overly large maybe 6 to 6.5 inch but it was thick, with a big meaty forefront on it.

The TV came to life and he began irksome ! y rubbing his cock and lightly tugging on it. I noticed his big ball sac would move with each s ! ow tug. He sipped his beer, and kept looking my direction.

I was so nervous my tool would n't get hard. I could n't think this big bear of a man was sitting there, sipping his beer slowly rubbing his pecker. I would sneak peeks over at him. He must have noticed and directly he was telling me to get naked.

I did as he told me and removed my t shirt and underwear. My hitch prick just lay lifeless, as he looked over at me. He moved closer to me and said.

`` Here let me help you with that. ``

I sat there frozen, in place. My intellect was racing. I almost dropped my beer. I couldn't believe this was happening.

"I wasn't gay. Was he gay ? He couldn't be."I told myself."He was married, and has kids."

He placed his hand on my hobble cock and began slowly tugging at it, as he did is own tool. His touch sent shudder through my balls and up my backbone.

His paw looked so big as it manipulated my suddenly hardened cock. He grabbed my hired man and placed it on his cock. He moved my hired man up and down on it before pulling it away, and letting me continue on my own.

I could n't get over how hard, and how thick his cock was. I remember I could experience the pulse as it throbbed in my bridge player. His scape filled my mitt. I marvelled at the tactile property of my first cock. Despite my initial reservations, I found myself really enjoying it.

My own dick was as hard as it had ever been. Pre cum oozed from the head of my cock as his expert fingers worked my slam. He lifted his fingerbreadth to his lips. He stared into my eyes, and licked the pre cum off them.

Suddenly he stood up in front of me. His stopcock hung just inches from my lips. Without being told I took his overweight helmet into my mouthpiece. The scent, the taste, it spurred me on. I took more of his length in. I let my tongue peal around the head of his cock, as he moaned softly.

I could savor the pre cum emanating from the tip coating my lingua. I began eagerly bobbing up and down on his hammer. He placed his hand on the rachis of my head, and began thrusting his pelvic girdle forward in a slow methodic motion.

He pulled my hands away and placed them on his hips. His breathing changed becoming more rapid. He pumped his thick celestial pole into my oral fissure. Burying his cock in my mouth. He held my head there, his balls resting on my chin. The black fuzz of his os pubis tickled my nose.

He let out a low guttural growl. My gag reflex kicked in once the swollen-headed head of his shaft, reached the rear of my throat. He released my head, and removed his cock from my lip.

I gasped for air. Tears streamed down my grimace, and meld with the drool, and spit on my chin. Before I could close my sass. He lurched forward again repeating the process. His moans becoming more audible with each thrust.

I was so surprised at how much I was liking it. I was cook to suck his pecker off and take all his cum. Then he pulled out and stepped back. He told me to range over. I did as I was told my legs were actually shaking.

I felt his strong hired man on the cheeks of my ass kneading them, spreading them. Then as he held my brass spread all-encompassing, I felt his hot breathing place on my Virgo the Virgin laughingstock hole. He licked lightly over it, my tight trivial hole spasmed with each flick of his tongue. He began to push his tongue into my ass. I actually shuddered when his tongue snapped through the crocked little rim of my opening.

I began moaning uncontrollably as his glossa fucked my ass hole. He would slue down and run his wet spit over my ball sac and then back to my anal area. Pre cum oozed from the head of my hammer like it had never done before.

Then I felt him kneel behind me on the couch. His hands on my waistline he pulled my ass up to his crotch. I could palpate his severe cock pressed against my ass. He reached between my stage and ran his fingers along the length of my shot. He squeezed the headspring of my dick, and pre cum flowed into his hands.

I felt his finger poised at the entrance, of my tongue drenched opening. He slid his pre cum soaked digit in, and I gasped. He allowed me to adjust to the sensation of being penetrated, and then slowly worked his digit in and out. I began pushing back to encounter his thrusting finger's breadth. I was totally overcome by all the new sense I was feeling. My cock was leaking voluminous total of pre cum.

He began rubbing his cock between the cheeks of my ass. I could feel his pre cum as be dragged his deep extremity through the crack and over my rectum.

He kept reaching between my ramification. Every prison term he removed his hand. His fingers were coated with my pre cum. His cock, I noticed began sliding easily between the cheeks of my ass. I realized he was coating his cock with my pre cum, and probably his as well. All I knew was he was driving me crazy.

I felt him put the enceinte protuberant headspring of his shaft at my virgin first step. He pushed forward till the principal of his cock was just inside me. I cried out in painful sensation and tried to deplume away but his strong custody held me in place. He told me to just relax, and it would go a lot easier.

He held me there for what seemed like minutes. Then he would push forward a petty bit. It felt like he was going to dissever me in two. rip began rolling down my expression, it hurt that bad. Oddly my dick remained hard as a rock.

Again he told me to relax and he pushed forward a little more. He waited and then he was finally all the way in me. I could finger his balls resting against mine. He held me there impaled on his cock.

I began to get used to the feeling of having his thick throbbing dick inside me. I found myself wanting it. The way it filled and stretched, my virgin ass was sublime. I pushed back against him, driving him even deeper. An unfettered groan escaped from my sass.

He began grinding his cock into my miserly picayune ass. Slow gradual social movement. I began to moan under his weight. He eased back just a little and then began rocking his hips slowly. He would ease back again, each clock time retracting a little more than of his length. Then gently he would rock his hips forward, his ballock slapping against mine.

I began to really love it, and began pushing back to fill his poke. He began moving quicker thrusting in and out. He was in complete control. I felt helpless, as my stringent picayune hole yielded to his penile assault.

I was moaning incessantly I could feel my chunk tighten against my eubstance. He was now fucking my ass, pummeling it, taking it.

I moaned out.

'' I 'm gon na cum. ''

I felt my cock vellication and lurch. My nasty sphincter muscle began to spasm clamping down on his prick. Each spasm sent me into a excited nation.

My cock began spewing cum. My rigid cock bounced up, and down between my legs. Ropes of cum sprayed out across the couch cushion. With each condensation of my ball sac, I would lose myself.

"Oh god..I'm cumming…fuck me..please fuck me !"

He pushed forward and held my hips. His shaft buried deep I felt it swell, and then set off inside me. Wave after moving ridge of cum filled my ass. He held me tight against his cock as he dumped his hot load in my ass.

I could n't trust how good it felt. His cum poured into me and as he pulled out, I could feel his cum escape valve from my newly fucked anal opening. It seeped down onto my ball sac. My legs were shaking, my ass was aching, but it was a unspoiled ache.

I collapsed onto the sofa. Laying there in my own cum, and his cum oozing out of my ass. I felt drained. I heard the shower bath running as my eyes closed, and I drifted off to sleep .