Knowing Jon’s dad was just in the other room, next to his wife, was torture. In such a short time, I seemed to have become almost cock obsessed. I found myself desiring his big, masculine dick. Much more than that though, it seemed to make me need Jon’s dads cock as well. It ached for relief, it begged to be touched and needed to be pulled on. His big, burly, hairy, manly dad.Īs I layed there, my cock ached.
It wasn’t my friend that introduced me to “Gay” sex, it was his dad. In just a few short days, I had touched my first cock, sucked my first cock, been sucked and fucked, all for the first time. I was staying at my friend Jon’s house and sleeping on the floor of his room.
My hard cock, along with my lustful desires, wouldn’t let me sleep. It was late at night, but I was wide awake.
