“Yeah, guys are easier,” I said. “But you’re attracted to girls, so…poor you.” Chris shrugged – it was true. “Still, you managed to get off that one time with me.”
Dad was standing in the middle of the room; he was wearing his grey workout pants and nothing else. My dad’s a big, muscular guy, and the sober look on his bearded face made me nervous. He held something in his hand, and looking closer I realized it was my cum rag.
He opened his eyes, took my head in his big paws, and thrust his dick in and out of my throat. I felt like I could have been a sheep or a cherry pie.
He apologized for his girlfriend’s behavior. When we’d finished our beers he leaned into me, smiling slyly. “Just let me ask you one question,” he said in a low voice. “Were you really staring at my ass?”
A young Burger King employee finds a way to pass the night shift with his asshole manager.
Seduced by his best friend’s dad.
“So, Nate, you play any sports?” he said, taking my arm and turning it over. I looked down into his lap — I could still see through those fucking pants, and his bulge was clearly visible, full of promise, packed into those tight bikinis.
Chris, oh-so casually, mentioned that he liked putting things up his ass. “Mostly my fingers,” he said, smiling and looking towards the road. “It feels fucking fantastic.”
“Fuck, you got a big dick,” he said.
“No way. Yours is way bigger.”
“Want to compare?”
He had a big ass. I pulled his cheeks apart. His hole was pink and clean. I poured a little honey down his crack and it drizzled over his hole.