Date: Sun, 11 Jul 2010 08:48:20 EDT
From: BurgyHill@aol.com
Subject: My Mate's Dad sucked Me Off

                 My Mate's Dad Sucked Me Off

    I had fancied John Collins for ages. He was my best mate
and we did lots of things together. Or should I say we used
to do lots of things together. Now we did some things
together when he was not with his girlfriend, Lisa.

    Hi. My name is Steve Clegg and I am 17 years old. I go
to Oldham Sixth Form College in Lancashire, England.

    I have known John Collins since I was 12 when we went to
secondary school together. We became the best of friends and
spent all our free time playing and doing the things teenage
boys did.

    I suppose after a while I started to fall in love with
him. He did not know I was gay and I was not sure how to
tell him.

    What if he beat me up for being a puff?

    What if he outed me to the other guys at school? Steve
the Queer. They would say.

    What if my Parents found out.

    No I could not risk it. So I carried on secretly
fancying him. I fell asleep every night masturbating to
images of John in my head.

    As time went on I was wanking off over him several times
every day. I longed for intimate moment with him. But it was
never going to happen. He was hopelessly straight all the
girls wanted to go out with him. At first he spurned their
advances preferring to go out with his mates. But eventually
he started to date one or two and I saw less of him. Then he
started to see Lisa and I hardly saw him at all out of
school.

    When we left school and I went to college and he became
an apprentice Mechanic I only saw him occasionally. He still
was my fave wank. All though at this time I had started
tossing off over certain other guys at college. But all guys
I fancied were into girls.

    I longed for contact with another male. Someone who
could teach me about boy on boy sex. There were a couple of
openly gay guys at college. Alan Davies he was hot but he
had a boyfriend and they spent all their free time shagging
each other. I saw then kissing once it made me so jealous.
Why could I not have some fun? The other guy gay was Gary
Brown. I did not like him at all, in fact, very few people
did. So I stayed away from him.

    Eventually at the age of 17 I decided to come out maybe
that would help me find the boy sex I longed for.

    I told my parents and they said they loved me and were
proud of me whatever I wanted to be.

    I told a few friends at college who were all supportive
apart from the odd knob that made the occasional homophobic
comment.

    And I told John and he said it was okay.

    "We are mates it doesn't matter", he said, "As long as
you don't try anything queer with me".

    It was Saturday and a warm day. For once John was not
spending the day with Lisa and we had arranged to go and
play football in the park.

    I put my Soccer shirt and shorts on and went round to
his house.

    I knocked on his front door. His Dad opened the door.

    "He's out on an errand for me. He will be back soon", he
said.

    "Do you want to come in and wait for him", he added.

    "Yes please", I said, not wanting to go back home.

     "You can wait in the living room or his bedroom", he
told me.

    "I'll go to his room", I said.

    "Okay", his Dad said, "You know where it is"

    I climbed the stairs. His Dad watched me until I reached
the top. I entered John's bedroom, which I had been in many
times and I pushed the door so it was just ajar.

    We had done lots of things together in his room apart
from the one thing I longed to do with him, have sex much to
my disappointment.

    I looked around and picked up a copy of FHM off his
desk. I sat down on his bed and began to flick threw the
pages. The girl's tits did not really interest me so I read
the jokes and the true stories. I hoped John would not be
long.

    I had been reading the mag for a few minutes when I
looked up and round the room. I noticed a pair of previously
worn undies on the floor near the door. I carried on reading
the magazine but could not stop glancing at the undies. My
cock stiffened as I thought about them hugging his cock,
balls and those perfect round buns of his.

    I wondered how long he would be. I could not stop myself
as I got up and walked over and picked his undies up. At
first I just felt them. I ran my hands over the material
imagining he was still wearing them. My hard cock ached as
it tented out my shorts. I brought them to my face and
sniffed. I could smell his manly odours. God I was horny. I
lay down on his bed and placed his undies on my face. My
hand felt my cock as I pulled on it through my white shorts.
I squeezed it's hardness as I smelt his maleness that clung
to his undies. I imagined it was his hand on my cock. I was
listening for the front door to go so I could get rid of
them before he came in.

    "Err Hmm", I heard.

    Shit I had been caught. How was I going to explain this
to John? I had not heard him come in.

    I pulled them off my face and saw Mr. Collins standing
there.

    "Enjoying yourself", he said, stating the obvious.

    "I'm sorry", I said.

    "Please don't tell anyone", I begged.

    He walked towards me.

    I watched him as he walked towards me I expected him to
be angry, but he smiled. Maybe he was luring me in to a
false sense of security. He stood over me.

    "Please don't hit me", I said, bringing my hands up to
protect my face as I looked up at him.

    Then he did something I was not expecting. He reached
down and squeezed my cock.

    I was shocked and excited at the same time. My cock
which had softened when he had come in and caught me
stiffened again.

    He looked me in the eyes. I just lay looking up at him
wondering what he would do next. Was I dreaming? Had he just
felt my dick?

    He squeezed my cock again which was now completely hard.

    "John told me you said you were gay", he said.

    I just nodded. I was totally in his control.

    His hand returned to my prick. This time he left it
there. I relaxed a little and let him do what he wanted.
    "Nice", he murmured, "I've always liked seeing lads your
age in their shorts".

    He slid his hand inside my shorts and rubbed it over my
prick and balls. His eyes not leaving mine, all the time.

    I suddenly realized he was probably as nervous as I was.
I had never thought about his sexually. But I suppose he was
pretty good looking for his age. Which must be touching 40
by now?

    "Pull your shorts down", he ordered me.

    Slowly I reached down and started tugging them down to
my knees.

    "Hurry up", he said impatiently, "John will be back
soon".

    He grabbed hold of my shorts and yanked them down to my
ankles. He stuck his hand inside my underwear and took my
stiff cock out. He bent down and wrapped his lips round my
dick and started to suck.

    It was my first blow job and I was in ecstasy. His mouth
moved up and down my shaft. He took his mouth off my cock
and sat on the bed at the side of me before returning his
lips to my stiff prick and started to pick up speed. Faster
and faster he moved his lips up and down my shaft.

    I gasped for air. I knew we did not have much time which
was good because this being my first time I knew I wouldn't
last much longer.

    I could not believe John's Dad was sucking my cock but I
was so horny I did not care.

    I wondered if he had done this before. Had he sucked any
other boys my age recently? Had he ever sucked John?

    The thought of John getting sucked by a guy took me
neared the edge.

    "I'm getting close", I warned Mr. Collins.

    He continued sucking on my cock. His tongue flicking the
head of my cock as his lips moved up and down my dick. His
lips having a vice like grip on my shaft.

    I closed my eyes and rested my hand on the back of
John's Dad's head.

    "Oh god", I gasped, "Here it comes".

    My load erupted into his mouth as he kept sucking away.

    Sudden we heard the front door go. Mr. Collins jumped up
and covered his mouth, which was holding my load, with his
hand and darted out of the room. Quickly I pulled my shorts
up stuffing my cum dripping cock back in my undies as I did.
I grabbed the magazine just as John entered the room. There
was a small damp patch on my shorts I used my hand to cover
it

    "Hiya mate", he said.

    "Hi", I replied.

    "Your face is red", he said, "What have you been doing"

    "Nothing", I blurted out, not knowing what to say.

    "Hey I did not know you were into this", he said, taking
the magazine out of my hand, which I had opened at a page
with several girls showing their tits.

    "Naw", I laughed, "That's why I am red".

    "So you're not then", he said.

    "You know I' not", I said.

    He started to get changed.

    "No looking", he said glancing over his shoulder as he
took his jeans off.

    I looked away but as any gay lad knows you can't help
but look. So I watched him out of the corner of my eye as
took his jeans off. My cock started to swell again as I saw
him in his undies for a few seconds while he pulled on his
shorts.

    Soon he was ready and we went to the park to play
football with a few other lads.

   A few days later I was at home in my bedroom. I was
pretty horny and was thinking about having a wank. I heard
the phone ring and my mum answered it.

    "No he's not here", I heard here say into the phone.

    Then she called up to me.

    "Steve", she said, "Come down and talk to Mr. Collins.
He wants to know where John is"

    I took the phone off her and she went to the kitchen.

    "Hello", I said.

    "Hi", he said, "I don't really want to know where John
is. But I wondered if you wanted to come round. I'd really
like to suck that cock of yours again. We could take our
time this time".

    I did not have to think.

    "I'll be round in five minutes", I said in a hushed
voice.

    "Put your soccer kit on", he said.

    "Okay", I replied.

    I raced upstairs to get changed. I lied to my Mum
telling her I was going out to the park to play football
with my friends.

    I ran all the way round to The Collins House. I hoped I
was going to get my first taste of cock.