Date: Thu, 27 Oct 2011 09:59:38 -0700 (PDT) From: Brad Cook Subject: Encounter with Don Please do not read any further if you are offended by male to male sexual encounters, you are not of age, or it is illegal in the area where you live. I apologize if the story is not the most exciting you?ve ever read, but it is a true story. The only thing that has been changed are the names simply to protect anonymity. To give you an idea about me, I am 5'10", 155 pounds, smooth body with the exception of my crotch and arm pits. I have a 6.5 inch cut cock that I have a great relationship with and I am built like the kid next door with nice muscle tone. I, like many other college kids these days, graduated from college and ended up having to move back home. I was one of the lucky ones that did manage to get a job, but it's hard to live on $35,000, especially when you have a $750 student loan bill every month. Moving back home was also a bit stifling for me. In college, I was able to explore my sexuality and enjoyed not being limited on who I was with. Home was another story though. My father is very devout and my mother is the church secretary. They still think of me as their good little boy and want me to "find the right girl and settle down." Our family had always been close to our next door neighbors growing up. My mother and Bonnie would go to the movies together and enjoyed their girl time, while my dad and I spent time with Donald camping and watching sports. Donald and Bonnie were about ten years younger than my parents, so I always thought of them as the cool couple that did fun things that my parents were too stuffy to do. I would often hang out with Donald when I was in high school; he felt like an older brother to me. While I was in college, Bonnie was diagnosed with cancer and passed away the winter before I graduated. Donald took it pretty hard and he became more introverted. My parents still invited him over to things, but he would often decline. It was the middle of summer when I moved back home. As I was moving in, my dad was telling me some chores that he wanted me to do, etc. I was half listening, but did hear that he wanted me to mow the lawn. I've always been a bit strange I suppose, because I love to mow the lawn. It was a good chance to get some exercise, be outside and the mower's hum always gave me an opportunity to think to myself. As I was finishing mowing my parents lawn, and not wanting to go in, I noticed that Don's yard could use a good mowing, so I just kept going. A few minutes in, Don came out and told me that I didn't need to do that for him, he was going to get it the next day. I told him it was cool and just kept going. He shrugged and said be my guest. So I kept going and finished up about 20 minutes later. Don came out and invited me in for something to drink. We made small talk for a few minutes and it was then that I started to notice his body. Before college, it never really occurred to me to think of him in that way, but sitting across from him, I noticed that he was really handsome. He worked out regularly, but wasn't some muscle head either. He had thick, dark chest hair coming out of the top of his v-neck shirt and he had strong hairy legs. He wasn't a total bear, but had more than enough hair on his body that in the dark, you'd know you were with a mans man. My impure thoughts of Don were quickly put out of my mind as we started to talk about college and then onto Bonnie's passing and then onto how things were with him. This was the start of the rekindling of our friendship and I hung out with him most every day after. Fast forward to Thanksgiving and my parents had planned their normal spread for every family member within 500 miles and several family friends. Don was of course invited and he was back to his old self again, going out with friends and watching sports with my dad. With the Thanksgiving celebration, we had a lot of family members coming to town, so I suggested that I spend a couple of nights at Don's house and my grandparents could have my room. Don thought it was a great idea and my parents were grateful for not having to find my grandparents a hotel room. To be honest, at this point in time, I had checked Don out a couple of times when we had gone to the gym together and he had been the focus of a couple of jack off fantasies, but I really wasn't considering doing anything about them. The first night of me staying over, we watched television, had a few beers, and then went to bed. The following morning, I had gotten up about 6:00 and made some coffee. I had my morning routine of getting up early and reading the newspaper. Evidently, I woke Don up by moving around because just as I was sitting down with the paper, he walked into the kitchen wearing only a pair of white briefs and socks. He said good morning as she scratched his hairy chest. I couldn't believe what I was looking at. I tried not to be obvious that I was staring, but he noticed and asked me if he wanted to go put some more clothes on. I told him no, I was just taken aback a bit. We small talked as he made some breakfast and as he got up; I got another good luck at his cloth covered package. I was starting to get brave and I just asked him if he had woken up with morning wood. He smiled and said no, and asked me why I asked him. I stumbled a bit with the words some, but I told him that he looked like he either had morning wood, or had a huge dick because it looked like he had a cucumber in his pouch. He got a good laugh out of it and simply said that he had always been blessed in that department and with that, went to the living room and got comfortable in his recliner. I went and sat opposite him on the couch, so I could check him out more and pretend to read the paper. He ended up falling back asleep in about 15 minutes. I tried to memorize the image because I knew that I would be cumming hard later thinking of it. As I was staring though, I noticed that he had started to get hard and seemed to be having a good dream, just based on some low groans and the smile on his face. I didn't dare move from the couch, because I didn't want to chance him waking up. His hard cock arced and stretched the fabric of his briefs pouch. I had started to rub my own cock through the legs of my shorts and could feel my precum oozing and running down the back of my shaft. I started to rub my precum on my glans and it was at this point that I quit thinking with the head on my shoulders and began with the one in my hand. I slowly stood up and walked over to the side of Don's chair, taking in the site of his handsome body. I reached down and gently let my fingers feel the soft warmth of his underwear as my fingers felt his balls beneath. I intently watched his face for any sign of him waking up, but he didn't move. I allowed my hand to gently feel his shaft and growing brave by the minute, I slowly started to rub his glans. At this, Don shifted his legs making me jump, but in the process, his cock head escaped the waistband of his briefs. I stopped and stared intently for what felt like 3 hours, but I'm sure could only have been a few moments. In that time, I decided that it was going to be now or never. I could feel a lump in my stomach forming, but I leaned in and slowly grabbed the waistband on each side of him and suddenly yanked his underwear down to his knees. Don quickly woke up and was startled to find me easing my head down to suck on his cock. "Brad, what the fuck are you doing?" I didn't even bother to look up, I just kept taking his cock in my mouth. He kept protesting saying things like we can't do this and I should stop, but he never tried to forcefully make me stop. On the contrary, his cock was giving me copious amounts of precum. When he stopped protesting, I came up for some air and finished removing his briefs and then undressed myself. He simply asked "why me man?" I ignored his question, and positioned myself to where I was straddling his right leg with my hard cock pressed against it. I was able to let my precum slicked cock slide up and down his leg while I went back to sucking his dick. My hands massaged his strong inner thighs and roamed over his heavy balls while my tongue rubbed back and forth on the bottom of his shaft. I worked him in and out of my mouth, taking his 8 thick inches from tip to base. Evidently, it had been a long time since Don had had any because within about 5 minutes he was moaning and panting that he was going to cum. He pulled his dick from my mouth and shot volley after volley of his hot cum on my face. I tasted some that hit my lips and he groaned at me how fucking hot that was. He pulled me to him and kissed me hard, getting his cum all over his face. After making out, I was still rock hard, not having cum yet. He wiped the cum from both of our faces with his hand and told me to sit in his lap. I sat on him gently, letting his cock rest parallel to my ass crack and my back on his chest. As I turn my head to kiss him, he started to use the cum from his load as lube and wrapped his beefy hand around my cock. As I threw my head back in pleasure and moaned, he whispered in my ear how hot I was and he was glad that I made a move. He told me how he wanted us to be fuck buddies and with that, I arched my back and shot cum all over both of us. We both laid there together for several minutes, panting and trying to take in what had just happened. He was the first to speak and say "well, I guess we had better get showered and ready to go to your parent's house." With that, he led me by the hand to his shower, where we spent the next 45 minutes exploring one another's body and kissing. We both came again in the shower, just from jacking one another. Just as we had finished cumming, I asked him if he was really asleep and if he suspected anything. He said that he suspected a bit when I asked him about his morning wood, but he was asleep and really shocked to find me playing with his dick. Then we simply got dressed and went to my parent's house. Exchanging knowing glances all day and thinking what the evening would hold once we got back to his house. If you like my story, please feel welcome to email me at briarpatch123@yahoo.com. I'd love to hear from you, as well as to see a picture of the guys who liked it.