Date: Tue, 23 Jul 2013 19:16:32 -0500 From: Chris Tian Subject: My Best Friend's Daddy Part 4 This is my story. Some may say that I'm dumb for the different choices I made over the years; others may say that I'm a sex fiend. Honestly, though, I am just me. I cannot, and will not regret my choices, because they are what define me. I am now 19 years old and in college. I'm about 6'3" and weigh somewhere around 170 pounds. I work out and run daily to keep up my young, good looks. I have short, dirty blond hair and blue eyes that hint at green in the sun. There isn't a single hair from my cock and V lines to my neck, but I do have hairy legs and some well-kept facial hair. My cock is just about average at around 6 1/2" and my balls are some pretty big low-hangers. Guys love to play with them and I can't blame them. I love to play with them, too. But anyways, like I said before, this is my story. And without further ado, I will let you in on just one side of the multifaceted person that I am. Before I begin, here is just a small disclaimer... This story and all following stories involve sex between gay men. There will be fellatio, sodomy, urolagnia, felching, pederasty, and many other sexual acts and topics that some may find unnerving or offensive. If you are too offended by some of those acts, then I would suggest you click the back button, or just the red 'X' in the top right corner of your screen. Quick addition #3! Keep the love and support coming! You all know I love to hear from you. My E-Mail is sexychrispylove@gmail.com. Once again, I was not disappointed with the vivid descriptions and visuals of how my story affected you and how... big of an impact it had on you all. ;) Breaking Down I woke up in Matteo's arms. He was already awake and watching me sleep. I smiled and kissed him softly. "Your eye looks like shit," he said, with a frown. I pressed my morning hardness against him, "but other parts of me feel oh so good!" I flipped myself so that I was at eye level with his cock and licked Matteo's head. He grabbed me and pulled me on top of him so that he could have full access to mine. We toyed with each other at first, small licks, playful nips, and soft puffs of air. I finally gave in and took his head into my mouth, licking all around the ridge of it. He followed suit with that and we both slid a finger each into the other's asshole. I plunged my mouth down his cock so that my nose was buried in his ball sack. He was just the right size for me. His cock reached just past my uvula and into my throat a bit. It wasn't so big that I gagged, like on Mr. Madison's, it fit just perfect. He did about the same, but had a bit of trouble making it all the way. He began to push his pelvis up as I released some of his cock, so I met his upward thrusts with downward plunges. I used my tongue to circle his cockhead and massage his shaft and he began pulling me down by my ass cheeks so that I would start fucking his mouth, too. I pushed myself down gently so I wouldn't choke him and reached my arm around Matteo's leg to get a better reach at his asshole. I pushed in 2 of my fingers and finger fucked him hard. Matteo moaned onto my cock and pushed his mouth all the way down. I could feel it bothered his throat a bit, but he continued and began pulling me down so that I was base deep with every push and pull. I lost the race and came into Matteo's mouth. He released shortly after and I swallowed every drop of his cum. It tasted almost sweet, better than what I had before. I turned myself and kissed him. There was a knock on his door, "breakfast is ready, mijo!" Matteo's mom called out. I pressed my face into his chest to muffle my laugh while he called back, "Si, mama! Un momento!" He broke down and laughed so I kissed him again. I jumped out of the bed and slid my shorts and tank top on. Matteo rolled himself out of bed, still naked, and grabbed me in a hug. I kissed him hard and squeezed his ass. "Goddamn I want to fuck you again right now." I said between kisses on his lips and cheeks and nose. "Chris..." He said, reaching up to gently place his hand next to where I was bruised. I winced and he said, "You should get that looked at or something." "I'll be fine." "If you ever need somewhere to stay, you know, to get away from him. Let me know. I'm here for you. You've got my back in the whole Ashley situation; I've got your back with this." I kissed him before climbing out his window. I ran home and made sure my dad was at work before going into the house. When I looked in the mirror I almost puked. My eye was swollen again and instead of it being just black and blue, parts had turned green and yellow. I checked the time to see that it was just 7:45 and grabbed another ice pack out of the freezer before going upstairs. I went out on the balcony outside my room, facing the back yard. I stripped off my shirt and shorts so that I was stark ass naked and sat in my favorite blue chair. I set the timer so I wouldn't burn. The sun was blazing down on me when I fell asleep. I woke an hour later to a warm ice pack and flipped over on my front side. I woke up to the sound of a door closing in the house. I shot up, got dressed, and threw on a pair of sneakers before throwing the emergency ladder over the side of the balcony and climbing down. I ran around the side of the house and took off down the street. After a solid 2 1/2-3 hour run, I made it to the pool in town. It was a normal, blazing hot summer day in the great state of Texas. After making my way through the locker room, I found my locker and stripped, then slid on my booster jock swim shorts from my favorite brand of swim shorts and underwear. As I walked through the locker room a guy, probably in his 20s winked at me, so I winked back and checked out his tight, chiseled body and smallish cock. I smiled in acknowledgement of the beautiful view and walked over to a shower to wash off. After getting back out into the blazing sun, I made my way over to the diving board section with partitioned off swim lanes and dove in. I swam about one hundred laps in the pool and made my way over to the lounging area. I grabbed a blue noodle from the noodle bin on the side of the pool and floated around for a bit. Just as I started to nod off, someone swam over in front of me. "So did you enjoy the view in there, hot stuff?" Naked boy asked, with a huge grin on his face. "Hot stuff, eh? Sounds like I'm not the only one who got a nice view." I grinned back. Inside I couldn't help but wonder what the fuck I was doing. I was already hard, thinking about being with this guy. I had never been like this. Just two weeks ago I was not the confident, sexual monster that I had become. Naked boy moved a bit closer to me and started a game of underwater footsy. "I didn't get as good of a view as I would have liked." He smiled and quickly slid his tongue across his lips, "I'm sure we could think of a way to remedy the situation." "And what would you propose as a solution to our little... predicament?" I asked and slid my foot just a bit up his leg so it wasn't noticeable. "How old are you?" He asked. Seventeen next week. "Nineteen next week, you?" He smiled, "Twenty seven. My car has air conditioning. Would you like to get out of this heat with me?" No. "Hell yes!" I followed him to the ladder and watched his fine, skinny ass climb out of the pool in his green square-leg speedo. We walked through the locker room and I stopped to grab my clothes. He sat on a bench and covertly watched so as not to be obvious that he was waiting to see my cock and balls. I smiled and wrapped a towel around my waste before sliding off my skimpy swim shorts. He coughed the word tease while I put on my shirt and shorts. I followed him back out into the blazing sun in the parking lot and we made our way over to his car. The lot was packed, but he was off on the side of the pool, not completely out of view, but enough so that onlookers were few and far between. We climbed in and he blasted the air. He leaned over the seats to grab my cock through my shorts. "Jesus, you've got quite the cum-gun," He said after he slid my waistband down to reveal my hard cock. "Did we come in her so you could just get a good look at it?" I asked with what I hoped was a sexy, sly smile. He grinned and leaned in further to take hold of my head with his lips. I leaned the seat back and he gobbled up the full length of my cock. I held onto his head and pushed so he was smothered in my pubes, with the full length of my cock in his mouth and throat. He gagged just a bit so I released and then helped him in his head bobbing by forcing him back down and allowing him to release and regain his momentum. With my free hand I reached over and rubbed his own hard and throbbing hard-on through his speedo. I continued to force my cock into his mouth while he slid down his speedo to release his probably 5" cock. He jerked himself hard and I began forcing him harder on my own dick. "Unless you want to swallow, lay off, dude." I said, squirming in the seat. I let his head go and put my heads up behind my own head to give him control of how he wanted to finish me. He pushed himself down so that I could feel my cockhead entering the back of his throat and did this amazing feeling swallow thing, like he was trying to swallow my cock hole. I moaned loudly and just before I exploded, he slid his mouth off my dick. I came all over my shirt, with several ropes of hot jizz. After recuperating with a few loud moans, I reached over to give my friend some assistance. I replaced his hand with my own and continued jacking him hard, then used my other hand to cup and massage his balls. He began gyrating his hips and begged for me to jerk him faster. His balls pulled up and his cock pulsated in my hands as he unleashed his own load all over his bare chest. "Holy fuck that was hot." He said between heavy breathes. We both lay back in our seats and laughed. "I've never fucking done that before, man! I mean I've had random hook ups, but this was so public! You are a god!" "Don't sell yourself short, my friend. You are quite the cocksucker." I laughed. "Anytime you need a good cum dump, call me." He said as he handed me his card. His name was Austin and he was an insurance salesman at a local place. "You need a ride anywhere, sexy?" "Nah, I'm good," I said while cleaning my cock off with my cum-filled tank top. I slid it off and tossed it to him. "Keep the shirt for your spank bank." I climbed out of the car in just my basketball shorts and checked my cell phone. It was about 3 PM and I had a missed phone call and text from Mr. Madison asking me if I had made up my mind with the room number. Well, I had. I ran over to the bus stop a few blocks over and waited for the next bus. When it came I hopped on it and paid the fair. Within ten minutes I was downtown and a few blocks from the hotel Mr. Madison was at. I ran over to the hotel and faced down a few judgmental stares for my being in the state of dress I was in. It was a very fancy hotel. I walked up to the front desk and told the lady that I was out for a run and forgot my room key and that I couldn't get a hold of my dad. I gave her Mr. Madison's name, room number, and a hopefully sexy wink and she gladly printed out another card. I nervously made my way up the stairs and waited outside his door for a minute. I could hear the possible sounds of fun going on inside, so I unlocked the door and entered. "What the fuck?" I exclaimed upon taking in the sight before me. The bed and surrounding area was covered in a plastic sheet. Mr. Madison and his friend, a pretty chubby guy and very hairy guy with a smallish cock were both naked. Chubs was lying on his back on the bed and Mr. Madison was standing over him mid-piss. The piss splattered all over Chub's face and body while he furiously jacked little chub. Mr. Madison was soaked from head to toe, which I could only assume was because he was in that position moments ago. He was laughing and talking dirty nothings to Chubs, supporting himself with one hand on the wall and one on his cock, aiming his stream to cover every inch of Chubs. They didn't notice me at first over the sounds of their laughing and fun. I stood in shocked silence until Chubs asked who the fuck I was. Mr. Madison turned and started to sputter some explanation I couldn't understand. "You brought me here for piss play? Are you fucking kidding me? I am totally not okay with this!" I turned and pushed my way out of the door. Mr. Madison jumped off the bed and followed me out the door. A lady down the hall gasped when she saw the big fool standing there, naked and soaked in the doorway. "Christian, wait!" He called to me as the door closed behind him. All I could do was laugh while I pushed my way through the door to the stairs and made my way down to the main floor and out of the building. I could feel my phone vibrating in my pocket; sure it was a pissed off Mr. Madison. I ran the whole way home, crying the whole way. What the fuck had I gotten myself into? I didn't know what to do. It all started because I was a stupid, fucking horn-ball and couldn't keep my cock to myself. I stopped a few blocks from my house to throw up on the side of the road when the realization that I had become some kind of sex fiendish whore hit me. I couldn't believe myself. I had fucked my best friends dad, fucked and had been fucked by one of my best friends, and got sucked by some random fucking cum dump at the pool. Who the fuck was I becoming? If you had asked me two weeks ago what my expectations for my first time and first relationship would be, I would have given a completely different scenario than what I was currently facing. I ran over to the alley and vomited again, than broke down crying. I couldn't stop. My face burned like fire, my heart felt like it was collapsing in on itself, and my body felt completely worn down and useless. I couldn't find the energy to pick myself up and walk away. I walked over to a nearby park and climbed through the window in the supply house. I collapsed on a bench inside and passed out. I was woken up by my constantly vibrating phone. It was dark outside and I answered it before looking at the caller ID. "Where the fuck are you, Christian? I've been worried sick about you? Tell me where you are." He yelled into the phone. "I'm at the baseball plaza down from your house." I replied weakly. "I'll be there in fifteen minutes. Please, don't go anywhere!" He sounded genuinely worried and I could hear that he must have been driving and sped up when I told him where I was. "I won't." I said before hanging up. I climbed back out the window and sat on a swing. About 15 minutes went by when I saw headlights speeding down the road. The car stopped and the passenger door opened. I walked over to the car and climbed in. "I'm sorry." I whispered. "For what?" I could tell he was trying to mask how angry he was. "How did you think I would be okay with that," I managed to get out before I busted out into sobs. He didn't answer and we drove in silence. We drove for about a half hour while I uncontrollably cried. He stopped at a small lake where Jake's and my mom would take us fishing and got out of the car. I sat in there for a good fifteen minutes. I was back to being pissed off again. I jumped out of the car and slammed the door, then went around to the front of the car to face him. I whipped out my cock and started pissing on his dress slacks he was wearing. He looked completely shocked by this most interesting act. When I finished pissing, I started screaming, "Is that what you fucking want? Did that turn you on? What the fuck is wrong with you?" He grabbed me and shut me up with his lips. He kissed me hard, one arm was wrapped around my waist and the other pulled my head so that our faces mashed together. The stench of my piss woke me out of the daze of his kiss. I fought him off of me, slapping and punching at his chest and arms. He let go, with a look of surprise. "Don't fucking touch me!" I said and walked in circles. "Christian, what do you want me to say? What can I do to help you?" He pleaded. "I don't know why you're mad!" "I walked in on you pissing on some guy! How am I supposed to react?" "Well, I didn't expect you to piss on my new pants," he said. I could tell he was stifling a laugh. I charged him. I was too weak to inflict any real damage and just slapped at his chest again. He hugged me to him, trying to control my resistance to his affection. I pressed my face into his hard chest and cried again. After regaining some control of my completely crazy emotions I reached up and grabbed a fistful of hair on each side of his head and pulled his face down to mine. We kissed a passionate and full kiss. I could feel him wince when I got a tighter hold on his hair, but he just gave an animal growl into my mouth and turned us, then set me on the hood of his car. He slid off his shirt and leaned over me to kiss me again. I placed my hands on his sides and slid them around to his back, one between his shoulder blades and the other about halfway down his spine. I dug my nails into his flesh and he growled another lusty growl. He said, "Harder," and bit down on my lower lip. I cried out in pain and dragged my fingernails, digging in the whole way. "Fuck me," I pleaded. "I want you to fuck me." "I don't have any lube or anything." He said, desperately. "I want it to hurt. I need you!" I begged and scratched harder. He fumbled his way out of his soaked slacks and slid off my shorts. He knelt down in front of the car and pulled me down a bit, then started tonguing my asshole. I moaned and reached up to hold onto the edge of the hood by the wiper blades. I felt his thumb enter my tight, wet hole. He pushed it in a few times, and then pushed his other thumb in. After loosening my sphincter a bit, I felt his face press up to my ass. He pulled my hole apart and stuck his tongue inside, flicking it around a bit. I cried out and begged for his dick. He spit at my ass several times and rubbed it in and around my hole. He stood in front of me, spit into his hand, and rubbed it on his huge, throbbing fuck stick before he shoved himself inside of me. My insides exploded with something between pain and pleasure. I grunted and groaned while he started to roughly thrust into me. I wrapped my legs around his waist and he picked me up, holding me close to his body. He began to bounce me up and down on his cock. I held myself up with one hand on the back of his head, grabbing onto a fistful of hair and the other under his arm and around his back, nails digging into him again. The pressure I felt in my lower abdomen and stomach was amazing. After several painfully pleasure-filled minutes of this he set me down and pushed me down onto the roof. He slapped my ass, hard, and spread my cheeks before pushing himself into me. He grabbed my shoulders and thrust himself, deep and hard into me. I begged and pleaded for him to fuck me harder and he obliged. With every thrust I let out a growling moan which coincided with every slapping sound our colliding skin made until I involuntarily came over the hood of his car. He came loudly with several painfully hard thrusts. When he finished he slipped his cock out of me and cleaned his dick milk from the inside of my asshole. It was the second time I had this happen in the past 24 hours and I must say that I love every bit of it. When he finished he kissed me, giving me a taste of what he produced. I got down on my knees in front of him and took his softening cock into my mouth. Since it was going down, I was able to take him completely into my mouth. I tasted the combination of my ass and his cum. When I pulled his foreskin down, I tasted his head cheese. It was pungently pleasant. I licked all around the rim of his cock head and cleaned it all with my tongue before standing up to kiss him again. I climbed onto the hood of his car and laid back, watching the stars above. He rested himself next to me and held my hand. "I'm not going to be able to sit or walk right for a week." I laughed. "Who did that to you?" He was all business, now. "What are you talking about?" I said, trying to play dumb. "Don't. Now tell me what happened." "My dad," I said meekly. "We got into an argument." He punched the car, leaving a dent, "Well, that was silly." "How often does he do that?" He must not have appreciated my humor. "I don't know. Not too often. But I try not to be around much. Hence the reason I'm always at your house." "You'll stay at my house, tonight." He wasn't taking no for an answer. "I got a blowjob from some random guy at the pool today." "Were you safe?" "It was just a blow job, no anal play. And I reciprocated with a hand job." "Good." "You're not mad?" "Why would I be? You walked in on me pissing on a guy." "Why?" He shrugged, "Why are we attracted to other men and not women? Why did I find it wildly fucking hot that you scratched the hell out of my back and sides? " "I'm sorry; I hope I didn't hurt you." "I wanted you to do it. Christian, some people have different tastes. If I didn't want any of what we just did to happen, I would have stopped it. Just like I hope you would do the same." "I did find it kind of hot when I peed on you." "You have no idea how hot I thought it was." I replied with a weak stream of urine, hitting myself in the chest. He grabbed my dick and aimed it up and let it hit his mouth and waterfall out. "Do you have to pee?" I asked. "Do you want me to?" "I'll try anything you want to do at least once," I said. "Unless it involves shit. I will not partake in any shit play," I added as an afterthought. "Noted." "I'm waiting..." I said impatiently. He grabbed his soft cock and pointed it up, and then unleashed a heavy stream. He was aimed at his own face and body and looked over at me. I nodded and lay back with my eyes close as he changed direction. His hot piss stream splashed my face, wetting my hair, neck and chest. When he was done pissing I licked my lips and made a disgusted face. "That wasn't so bad... Until I tasted it." I leaned over the side of the car and spit several times. Mr. Madison laughed and slid down the hood. He took off running toward the water and I followed him. We dove in off the end of the dock and swam to each other to kiss in the water. "Did you fuck that guy tonight?" I asked. "No, after you left I cleaned up and took off looking for you. I let him keep the room." "Do we have to go back to your house tonight? If we do, I'll have to sleep in Jake's room or on the couch." "Isn't that the usual situation?" "Well, yeah. But... I want to sleep in your arms tonight. Just for tonight." He kissed me and said okay before we got out of the water. When we got back to the car he called a cabin rental place by the lake and got us a cabin for the night. While he called I pulled a shirt and a pair of boxers from his suitcase. I had to tie off the boxers to keep them up. I pulled out another shirt and a pair of shorts for Mr. Madison and tossed them to him. We drove the 20 minutes to the other side of the lake and got our cabin. Once inside we stripped each other of our clothes and climbed into the bed. After a sexy make out, we spooned, with me as the big spoon. I slowly slid myself into him and fucked him. I nibbled at his ear lobe and pushed myself into him at a slow and sensual pace. He jerked himself while listening to my moans and feeling my rhythm so that we could cum in unison. After, I pulled my cock out of him and he turned himself over so that he could hold me. I cried myself to sleep in his arms, all while he held me and comforted me with promises that it would all be okay.