My son’s young friend.

That night started out innocent enough. My son was having a friend, Steven, stay over, I didn’t think anything about it. He did seem very interested that my wife was out of town and would not be home. Still, I didn’t think anything about it. At least not at first.

Later into the evening, I noticed he seemed to be looking at me a lot. When my son suggested they go to his room to play video games, his young friend looked back at me as they walked away. Maybe I should have known, but it had to be my imagination, I thought to myself.

I watched TV and had some drinks before heading into my own bedroom, and fell asleep.

I don’t know what time it was, but I felt the soft touch of finger tips on me, was I dreaming? Across my chest and down my stomach I felt the fingers touch. Still, I wasn’t sure if it was real or if I was dreaming. In a bit of a alcohol and sleepy haze, I opened my eyes when I felt fingers wrapped around my rock hard cock. I was shocked, but I would be lying if I said it didn’t feel incredible. Quickly coming to my senses, I realized what was happening and you was doing it.

In the dark, I could make out Steven’s shape. He had pulled down the bed covers and was kneeling on my bed, his hand wrapped around my cock and stroking it. I could hear his lust filled breathing, I could feel my cock throbbing. I should have stopped him, but I didn’t. My own breathing quicken and I looked up at him, my eyes focused now, I could see that Steven was also fully nude and stroking his own cock in rhythm with mine.

His hand felt so good, jolts of electricity shot through my whole body as he stroked me and caressed the underside of my cock’s head with his thumb. I quickly realized he was making me tremble, just from his touch. Then I felt his hand shake, his own body trembling, his breathing short and fast. Steven had brought myself to a quick orgasm and shot his warm cum onto my thigh.

I was surprised, especially at how was of a turn on it was. How much he was turned on by me.

I didn’t even move when he leaned over, but when his lips touched my cock, my back arched off the bed, my ass cheeks tighten and I held my breath. It felt so unbelievable. My head seemed to be swimming as his lips wrapped around my hard manhood. I closed my eyes, lost in the feeling.

Steven’s hands caressed me and tugged on my balls. His tongue lapped at my cock’s head and his lips ran up and down my shaft. “How could he make me feel this good?” Those thoughts kept running through my head!

“I’m gonna cum” I said breathlessly, trying to be quiet. He lifted his wet, wonderful mouth from my cock and stroked me hard as spurt after spurt of warm, sticky cum shot across my belly and chest, making me twist in pleasure.

With cum still leaking from my tip, Steven put his mouth back on me and moaned at the taste of my jizz. He sucked me, almost lovingly, until he had drained every drop.

Then, in silence, he slipped out of my room.

I layed there, completely spent and perhaps in shock.

I awoke late the next day and layed in bed as I tried to process the night before. “A one time thing.” I thought to myself and decided to just leave it at that. I doubt that Steven would say anything and of course, I would just deny it if he did.

Later that day, my son asked it Steven could spend the night again, my eyes widened. I should have just said no.

That night, I layed in bed, unable to sleep and struggled with my thoughts. “What if he came back in?” “What if I wanted him to?” I didn’t want to admit to myself that the fact that I was laying there completely nude probably meant I was waiting for him, waiting and hoping even.

Hours later, I heard my bedroom door slowly open. I held my breath in anticipation, but what happened next I didn’t expect. Steven, fully nude, climbed onto the bed and straddled my chest. His cock, already rock hard, was just inches from my face.

I will admit here that I had thought about sucking cock before on occasion, but had never done it. Now, here, feeling his young, smooth legs and ass on my chest, his hard, almost hairless cock before me, I gave into the lust. Holding his ass in my hands, I moved his cock to my lips and wrapped them around him, sliding them down his length until I felt his balls hit my chin. I surprised myself by how eager I was, how natural, how excited and good it felt to suck him. His cock tasted so oddly good and felt so good in my mouth. I could feel my own pre cum leaking out of my hard, throbbing cock. I was so turned on!

Steven was too, he quickly began to moan softly as I sucked him in and out. He was trembling, “Yes, yes” he said quietly. His first stream of cum surprised me as it filled my mouth. I pulled him back just as the next stream splashed against my face. He was sitting on my chest, there was nowhere to go. No escaping his cum spurting cock. His sperm tasted odd at first, but then wonderful and made my head tingle. The taste was almost instantly addictive. I wanted more. As his cum still drooled out of his tip, I dove my mouth back onto him and swallowed all the cum he could give me. I hadn’t been so lustful, so turned on, in years.

I layed there, my body shaking as he kissed down my stomach and began lovingly licking up my pre cum and up and down my cock. I ran my fingers through his hair as he brought me to another incredible orgasm, before once again, silently slipping back out of my room.


Part 2


It had been several days since those two, late night visits from my son’s young friend Steven. My wife had returned home and things were basically back to normal. Yet, when her hands were on me, I couldn’t help, but imagine they were Steven’s hands. When she was sucking my cock, I pictured it was Steven’s amazing mouth. Even when I was fucking her from behind, I imagined it was him taking my cock. I couldn’t seem to help it, I was fantasizing about fucking Steven’s smooth, tight ass.

Those two late night visits, there quietly in the dark of my bedroom, were the most exciting, most sensual, most pleasurable experiences I had known since I was a teenager. The way he could make me feel, my body trembled and ached for it. I seemed to crave those feelings again, him pleasuring me, and I wanted to pleasure him too.

The next day, I got home from work to find Steven over and playing video games with my son. I could feel my brain tingle, my pulse race and my cock twitch and swell. When he saw me, and no one was looking, he gave me a shy, sly smile. I didn’t want to want him so bad and would have never imagined it or made the first move, but now there was no denying the lustful urges he had stirred up in me.

When Steven heard that I was going to run to the store, he quickly asked if I could give him a ride home. He didn’t live that far from us, we both knew what “a ride home” really meant.

Once inside my car, he put his hand on my thigh. My head began to swim again, like that very first night. I quickly found a place to park and without a word, Steven leaned over and began undoing my pants. I breathed in sharply, anticipating his young, incredible mouth on me. He made me moan out loud as he slid his lips around me and took my cock down his velvet-like throat.

I found myself lost in the pleasure again, lost in the lust. As he sucked me, my hand found his hard dick and rubbed it through his jeans. Quickly freeing it and feeling his warm, smooth, hard shaft in my hand made soft, cock muffled moans escape his wet, soft lips. His cock throbbed as his slick and sticky pre cum quickly coated my hand and his shaft. I stroked and tugged on it and caressed and tugged on his smooth balls. He felt so good.

Steven’s mouth bobbed up and down on my hard cock, easing me, edging me to orgasm, pausing only to lick around my cock’s head and taste my pre cum. I was breathless and began to lustfully stroke his cock harder. I could feel Steven’s body become tense, his breathing quicken, his lips moan around my cock, then the warm flood of his cum fill my hand. It was all so incredibly erotic and exciting and new. I continued to stroke his cum covered cock as my own orgasm became unable to stop. I filled his mouth with so much cum it spilled out and down my balls even as I could feel him swallowing, trying to keep up. Every orgasm he gave me felt like my first orgasm. Head swimming, brain tingling, body shaking, first time ever, orgasm.


Part 3


I began to admit to myself that my encounters with Steven were not only a sexual awakening, not only the the most exciting, most sensual experiences of my life, but also life changing. No longer could I pretend to myself that it was just him pleasuring me, I so wanted to pleasure him also. To make love to him.

I had to admit that I craved the taste of his cock, the taste of his addictive cum. So beautiful and young, so smooth and rock hard. The next time I saw him at my house, playing video games with my son, I gave him another ride home. So wanting another sexual encounter, maybe even more than he did.

Quickly finding a private place to pull over, I parked and Steven slid down the seat closer to me. I’m sure he was expecting to suck me off to another earth shattering orgasm. As he touched my chest and down to my still clothes covered cock, I leaned forward and kissed him. Just a peck, a peck on the lips, and I think he was both equal parts thrilled and shocked. Then, instinctually, our mouths opened and our tongues intertwined, locked in lust filled embrace. I touched his hard cock and he touched mine, both freeing our throbbing members from our pants.

Sitting there in my truck, we kissed and stroked each other. Not as one seducing the other, but as lovers. Steven, so sweet and young, came very quickly, as usual, and I broke from our kiss and took his throbbing, jerking, cum spurting cock between my lips and tasted his cum. Warm, smooth and addictive, my whole body tingled as his jizz slid down my throat. I swallowed his cum, every drop he could give me.

Now was Steven’s chance to shock me. He drove his eager tongue into my mouth and kissed me passionately, deeply, and surely tasting his own cum. All I could think about was having him suck me. All I could think about was his warm, wet, young mouth engulfing my aching cock, pleasuring it with his soft lips and relieving me of my lustful, urgent load.

I came in Steven’s mouth. As before, he could make my legs shake, my breathing short and my body tremble. I had been with him several times by now, but still, he could bring me to such intense orgasms it was as if I was 16 again.


Part 4


Every time I was with my wife, sexually, I was only thinking about Steven. His touch and body had awaken lusts and excitement in me that I thought was long lost.

All our encounters up to this point had been quick, although amazing. First those late night visits, where we had to be not only quick, but also quite. Then, quick encounters as I drove him home from my house after hanging out with my son. Every encounter, every experience, every earth shattering orgasm only made me want to experience more. Steven’s passion for our encounters only seemed to grow in want, desire and urgency also, just like mine.

Then the time came. His parents were out for the afternoon and my wife had taken my son shopping. They were all going to be gone for hours. I could only think of one way I wanted to, needed to, spend that time. I picked Steven up and drove to a hotel on the edge of town.

I checked in and went to the room as I nervously and anxiously waited for him to sneak up. My pulse was already racing. My lust and desire building.

Once inside, the only light filling the room was from the edges of the curtain covered window. Finally alone, no need to rush, no need to be quite. We both needed to explore our wants and needs this night, both needing to be fulfilled.

We moved to each other, his slim frame silhouetted by the glow from the covered window. We stood for a moment, facing each other, before our hands began to explore one another’s bodies. Lifting my shirt over my head, Steven kissed my chest. Then, he began to softly lick and suck and flick my nipples. I could not believe the feeling! I could not believe the pleasure. I even thought he could make me cum from this if he didn’t stop! Yet another pleasure this young man had introduced me to. As I have said before, a sexual awakening!

I held him close, my hands cupping his firm little smooth ass as our hard cocks pressed and rubbed together. Our lips were now pressed together also, passionate and opened mouthed, like lovers.

We both had needs, although very different, both would be met this time. Steven moved to the bed, his ass in the air, teasing me, calling for me. I wanted nothing more than to give him what he wanted...to be taken, to be dominated, to be fucked. As I held his hip with one hand, I guided my erect cock towards his smooth, almost hairless, little asshole. We were both already breathless with anticipation. I slipped my cock’s head inside him and he moaned out loud, equal parts pain and pleasure. Now with both my hands holding his hips firmly, he reached back, put his hands on mine, and squeezed. I dug my fingers into his waist and pulled his ass back hard onto my cock. I was now deep inside him.

Steven arched his back and lowered his head, giving me total access to enter him, hard and deep. His wonderfully, tight ass making me feel like a teenager again. He wanted to be fucked and I was going to give him all that he wanted. Gripping him tightly, slamming him against me, I fucked his young, firm, tight ass as hard as I could, for as long as I could. His whimpers of pain and pleasure, knowing that this was exactly what he wanted spurred me on until I exploded inside him. Breathless and panting, I filled him with wave after wave of my hot cum. Breathless also, I could hear him moan out “Yes, yes” between breaths, knowing he had my jizz inside him.

I rolled him over onto his back. He felt drained and spent. He layed there panting, motionless. His hard cock and belly covered in his own sticky pre cum. I had already admitted to myself what I wanted, what I craved. I began to suck Steven’s cock, tasting his sweet pre cum and licking his balls. There was also something else I needed, positioning myself above him, I slid my mouth down on his shaft until I felt him on the back of my throat. I wanted his cock to fill me, to feel him down deep and to feel his cum load fill my eager mouth. I wanted to taste him, to swallow him. I wanted that unbelievably satisfying feeling of having his cum inside me. The light headed feeling, the tingling of my every nerve ending, the complete fulfilment that I only found in making his sweet cock cum for me.

We showered together afterwards, our bodies still craving each other’s touch, our mouths still wanting each other’s tongues. Before we left that room, Steven and I sucked each other off to yet another incredible orgasm. I drove him near his home and he got out, walking the rest of the way home, both of us knowing we still had the taste of each other’s cum in our mouths.

Thank you Kara, for encouraging me to post my stories.