Date: Mon, 10 Apr 2023 00:11:36 +0200
From: Hm Gf <hmgf1963@gmail.com>
Subject: My Best Friend's Stoic Father

I grew up in a very rural place at a time when kids were free to run
around unsupervised as much as we wanted. It was before the time when
kids' freetime was micromanaged and coordinated by well-meaning but
dictatorial parents with playdates and approved extracurricular
activities. Ahh, the days!


My best friend and I were always together either at his house or mine. I
was always happy to be at his house to get a glimpse of his hot masculine
dad. Growing up, it wasn't clear to me that I was attracted to men, but
even at an early age I always got a funny feeling in my dick and balls
when I saw his father and only later when I reached puberty I understood
that it was sexual attraction to him that had a hold on me.


My friend's father, Bill, was about six feet two, two hundred pounds,
dark complected, with a high forehead and prominent nose. He was always
clean shaven and his black hair cut short and slicked back with
Brylcreem. The only clothes I ever saw him in were his  blue work
uniforms. At home, the blue work shirt was unbuttoned to reveal a white
wife beater and a busy patch of black hair on his chest. His tanned arms
were covered with a pelt of black hair.


After work, he came home, pulled his work boots off in the back room and
walked to his recliner where he sat, chain smoked unfiltered Camels and
watched TV. I never saw him any other place than between the door and his
recliner. He spoke rarely and communicated with monosyllables and grunts.
He wasn't unpleasant, that's just the way he was. He was somewhat of an
extra in the cast of their family. I don't think the others paid much
attention to him, but I was always sneaking glances at him. I don't
think he ever spoke one word to me.


As we got older, my friend and I were always out at school, in town or in
the woods. At his house we were in and out the door so there was little
time to see his parents. His father was always in his place - the
recliner. My pulse would quicken just passing by him and stealing glances
at his macho body and I would deeply inhale the secondhand smoke of his
Camel.


In high school, my friend and I played football and on Fridays if we had
a home game, I would sleep at his house as after the game there was a lot
of beer drinking and celebrating if we won and at least beer drinking if
we lost.


One Friday we had won and there had been a lot of horseplay in the shower
after the game. I had earlier realized that I was attracted to men and
being in the shower with muscular, masculine team mates had me horned up
beyond belief. I had not accepted the fact that I was gay so I was filled
with sexual frustration, desire and guilt for having an attraction for
men. That night, I felt like shit as I knew that many of my team mates
would go out and fuck their girlfriends that evening.


My friend and I went home after some beers with the team and I was a
little drunk from imbibing six beers.  His father was, as usual, in his
recliner watching an old movie.  My friend had played extremely hard and
was dead tired and as soon as we went to his bedroom, he fell into a deep
sleep. I was also tired, but extremely horny and sexually frustrated. I
laid in the other twin bed in the room and played with my cock. I was
rock hard and horny and felt like I would not be satisfied with just
beating myself off.


While I was playing with my cock, I heard his father walking down the
hallway toward his own bedroom. My friend's father and mother slept in
separate bedrooms for some reason or another which I never understood. I
figured his father would just fall into bed, but I heard the shower turn
on. My heart was beating and both my head and my cock were throbbing. I
was so horny I thought I would die if I didn't do something and decided
to creep out and see if the bathroom door was perhaps ajar and sneak a
peek at his father.


I crept quickly and quietly out into the hall wearing only a pair of old
gym shorts, but the bathroom door was shut. Damn! I did see that the door
to his father's bedroom was open and his dirty clothing was laying in a
heap on the floor. Suddenly, I spotted his underpants and I thought I
would cum then and there. I lost all focus and went into the bedroom,
knelt down and took the white briefs up in my hands. They were still warm
and damp, I clamped them over my nose and inhaled deeply. Fuck! It was my
first experience smelling a man's used underwear. My God, the masculine
musk travelled from my nose to my cock which pulsated. The odour of
sweat, piss and manhole was driving me wild. My whole body was hot and
shaking with lust. I closed my eyes, inhaled deeper and deeper, pulled
down my gym shorts and starting beating my cock. I lost all concept of
time and place. The testosterone from the shorts was urging me to beat
harder and harder and moan. I was in a dreamlike state.


I was close to shooting my load and I opened my eyes. FUCK! My friend's
father was standing before me! I jumped back and my cock went immediately
soft. He was standing there without any clothes watching me jackoff and
inhaling his used underwear. His body was glistening with water beads and
his big limp dick was eye level with me. It was about seven inches long,
veiny and uncircumcised and encircled by a thick black bush of pubic
hair. It was perched on two hairy, apricot sized balls. I was in a
hypnotic state and I leaned in and licked the length of his meaty shaft.


He leaned down, took his underwear in his hand and inhaled deeply. His
cock started to stiffen and I sucked the head greedily into my mouth and
it was instantly rock hard. He pushed it into my mouth and I sucked its
length into my throat. He began to facefuck me slowly and I gagged each
time his bulbous cockhead entered my throat.  I kept pushing my head on
his cock until my nose was buried in his thick bush which smelled of
sports soap, but with a whiff of manliness that wasn't washed away. My
own cock was again throbbing and pulsing. I knew if I touched it I would
shoot immediately.


He pulled me up and laid me on my back on the bed, held my legs up and
licked me between my buttocks. Up and down he licked, nibbled on my ball
sac and tongue fucked my virgin hole! He stood up, spit on his raging
cock and rubbed it up and down my crack. Fuck! He placed his dickhead at
the opening of my hole and my body shook and shuddered uncontrollably. I
couldn't hold myself any longer and I came. My first shot flew up in the
air past my head landing on the pillow, the subsequent shots landed on my
face, neck, chest and finally my stomach.


He grunted amusedly and focused on his own hard cock. He inserted the
head of his cock at my hungry hole, spat a large glob at the entrance and
pushed slowly in. I was very relaxed as I had just cum, but I was still
horny and shaking, craving his shaft to enter. He applied pressure and
his cock pressed through my ring with some pain. He soldiered on and
began to fuck me rhythmically. He leaned down and I wrapped my legs
around his back and my arms around his neck. I could feel his hairy chest
and stomach scratching my smooth skin. I pulled my legs tighter so he
would fuck me harder. His cock plunged deep into my canal giving me
pleasure I had never known. He pumped harder and faster on a mission to
breed my hole. I was surprised when he leaned in and started tongue
kissing me, ramming his tongue deep into my throat and then sucking and
nibbling on my tongue.  I could smell the mixture of sports soap and man
and loved the mixture. His five o'clock shadow chafed my face. He put
his hands on my buttocks and rammed as hard  deep as he could. I could
feel his thick, hard cock deep in my bowels, but I wanted more. I
squeezed my legs around him and held on tight urging him to fuck me
harder. He grunted like an animal and fucked, I could feel his big balls
slapping my ass and my cock was throbbing. I never wanted this to end and
held on as if I would never let go. His body began to shake violently and
he sucked my tongue harder and fucked me mercilessly. His legs were
shaking violently, he gasped and came all the while pumping his seed deep
in me. I could feel splash after splash of his hot cum. Even after his
orgasm ceded, he fucked me and only slowly stopped. I still held him
wrapped in my arms and legs and he crashed down on top of me. We were
both panting and gasping for air and laid in that position for some time.
His cock finally deflated and he pulled it out of my ass with a pop.


I was in total bliss and felt the wonder of being thoroughly fucked by
this hunk of man. It was very bizarre to have been so intimate with this
man who had previously seemed so aloof and distant. He moved to sit up
and lean on the headboard of the bed. Even though I was afraid he was
going to kick me out of the bed, I crawled up and laid my head on his
shoulder. He reached over for his pack of Camels and lit one. He threw
the pack and the lighter in my lap and I tried my first Camel.


After he smoked, he scooted down in the bed with my head still on his
chest, turned the light off and drifted off to sleep. I was totally in
heaven and wanted to stay there forever. There was no way I could sleep
and I was paranoid that my friend or his family would discover us. I
leaned down and licked and sucked on his cock as I thought I may never
have this chance again.


I found my gym shorts and sneaked back to my friend's room. Fortunately
he was sound asleep and apparently never the wiser for my tryst. It took
me a long time to fall asleep, but when I did, it was blissful.  My
friend and I woke up later in the morning. His father was in his recliner
drinking a coffee and smoking a Camel. I was afraid to look his way but
stole a few glances without any acknowledgement from him. After
breakfast, my friend went to take a shower and I went to the back door to
put on my shoes to go home.  I heard his father walking into the backroom
and as I was kneeling down to tie my shoe, he grunted. When I looked up,
he tossed me his used underwear from the previous night. He turned away
and I took my leave.


I rushed home, jumped in the bed and smelled the underwear, thinking
about the night before and jacked off until I came with a vengeance.


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