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I saw him walking toward me on the busy sidewalk during the lunch hour.Ā Iād already caught sight of the shiny wedding band on the ring finger of his left hand, so I knew it would be a long shot, but I had to try.Ā He was too perfect of a daddy for me not to.Ā When (not if) he shot me down, weād continue walking our separate ways and Iād never see him againā¦no harm, no foul.Ā In fact, I was so sure I would come away empty handed from the interaction, that I even decided to use a terribly cliche throwaway pick up line.
As we passed each other, I reached out to touch his arm.Ā We each turned around to face the other in the middle of the sidewalk with people walking around us like we were an island in a creek (Admit it.Ā You thought I was going to say āstream,ā didnāt you?).Ā āIām sorry.Ā I just had to stop you.ā
Even though I couldnāt see his eyes through his sunglasses, I expression on the rest of this face looked like he was studying me to try and figure out what was going on here.Ā āUh, do we know each other?ā
āNo.Ā We donāt.ā
āThen Iām afraid Iām really confused.ā
Here went nothing.Ā āIām sorry.Ā Itās just thatā¦Ā Iāve forgotten my address.Ā Can I go home with you?āĀ Just hearing those words come out of my own mouth was so embarrassing, I had to turn my head to the side and Iām sure I was blushing uncontrollably.
When I heard him laugh, I turned to face him again.Ā He reached out and clapped his hand on my shoulder, sending chills throughout my body.Ā āWhat a terrible line that is!āĀ He started looking around with a huge smile on his face as if he was trying to spot someone in the crowd.Ā āWhere are the cameras?āĀ He looked at me again.Ā āThis is for some sort of hidden camera show, right?Ā Whatās that show on ABCā¦What Would You Do?Ā Or are you a decoy for the guys on Impractical Jokers?Ā Where are Murr, Q, Sal, and Joe?Ā I want to meet them, then Iāll sign a release so you can use me on the show.ā
This had quickly gotten out of hand.Ā I thought Iād stop him, spit out my cheesy line, heād tell me heās straight and heād arrogantly flash his wedding band in my face, then weād both move on.Ā Instead it had turned into a full-blown thing.Ā Once I told him that he wasnāt going to be on a revival of Candid Camera, the 2% shot I thought I might have with him would surely be downgraded to 0.1%.Ā āIām sorry to disappoint you, but there arenāt any cameras.Ā Thereās no production crew waiting in the wings to have you sign a release form.Ā Just me.ā
The smile faded from his face.Ā He didnāt look upsetā¦probably just disappointed that he wouldnāt be on TV after all.Ā āOh.Ā So you were using that horrible line for real?!āĀ he chuckled.Ā āThatās worse than the way my husband and I started our relationship!ā
Husband?!Ā Hmmmā¦Ā Maybe my chances at getting this distinguished daddy werenāt DOA after all.Ā I had to keep him talking until I figured out a way to turn things to my advantage.Ā āHow did you and your husband meet?ā
āIt was pretty run of the mill.Ā We both worked at the same place and I was his supervisor.Ā It was one of those situations you hear about all the time.Ā I liked him, he liked me, but neither of us knew.Ā How we ended up together was the crazy part of the story.Ā Weād been working together for about four years when one day I was in our office break room, cutting up veggies for the salad Iād brought for lunch when I accidentally cut myself pretty badly.Ā It was bad enough that I needed to go to the emergency room.Ā Mark happened to be eating his lunch in the break room at the time, so he volunteered to go with me.Ā It took about five hours for me to see a doctor.Ā Mark stayed with me the whole time.Ā We spent the time talking and getting to know each other.Ā He even brought me home, helped me get pain medication from the pharmacy, and got me settled-in for the night before heading home.Ā Thanking him for being so kind turned into a kiss.Ā And from there, things developed into us dating, eventually becoming partners, then marrying once it was legal.ā
āThatās sweet,ā I said.Ā I donāt know why he thought the story was horrible like the pick-up line I used.
āIt is, isnāt it?ā he laughed.Ā āIt wasnāt until we told the story to a new friend a few years later that Mark joked - or maybe confessed - that he only went with me to the hospital that day because he wanted to ask for a couple days off the following month and hoped that taking me to the emergency room would butter me up to approve the leave!ā
āWow, thatās pretty terrible!ā
He grinned.Ā āIt seems like it, but it really isnāt.Ā Markās a big teaser.Ā At least, I THINK he was teasing.Ā At any rate, the jokeās on him.Ā He may have been trying to get a couple days off work, but he came away with the love of his life.ā
āBut did you?ā
I couldnāt see the look in his eyes because he was wearing sunglasses, but he seemed confused until I saw his eyebrows and he chuckled.Ā āWhat do you mean?Ā Oh⦠Youāre still trying to pick me up, arenāt you?Ā Bless your heart!ā
My fatherās side of my family was originally from Georgia.Ā I knew what it meant when someone used the phrase, ābless your heart.āĀ I wasnāt going to be that easy to get rid ofā¦not when I felt like I still had a shot at snagging this business DILF.Ā āI think youāll regret it if you give me the brush off.Ā Judging by the way your body looks,ā I subtly looked downwardā¦we were in the middle of a public sidewalk, after all, āand as nice as what it looks like youāve got going on below the waistline looks, I think we could have a lot of fun together.ā
He laughed again.Ā āYouāve got a big pair of āem, Iāll give you that.ā
I pulled a pen and my business card out of my pocket.Ā āLiterally AND figuratively!āĀ I wrote my address on the back of the card and handed it to him.Ā Hesitantly, he took it.Ā āI donāt live very far from here and Iāll be home by six.Ā If you show up, you wonāt regret it.Ā I guarantee it.ā
He didnāt say anything in response, but I took it as a good sign that he slipped the card into the pocket of his slacks.Ā āIāve gotta get going, kid.Ā Iām glad I ran into you.Ā You made an old dog like me feel good today!āĀ As he walked past me, he patted me on the back.Ā āI hope you meet Mr. Right or Mr. Right Now soon.ā
I turned around to watch him leave, noting how much fun it was to watch him walk away.Ā I called after him, āSee you later this evening!ā
Not acknowledging my statement, he kept on walking.Ā A few seconds later, I turned to continue on my way.
Later that night, I was at home watching TV, trying not to be unnerved by the fact that it was after 6:30 and my sidewalk stud hadnāt shown up yet.Ā Even though he acted like he wouldnāt be taking me up on my offer, Iād deluded myself into believing it was all an act to keep me from being full of myself and heād knock on my door.
Along about a quarter to seven, I had pretty much given up on having any company tonight and began to scroll through my Door Dash options on my phone when I heard the sound of a knock on my door.Ā Could it be?
I couldnāt stop from breaking into a full-on smile when I opened the door to find him standing on the stoop.Ā āYou came!ā
āI figured, until you meet Mr. Right, why shouldnāt I be your Mr. Right Now?ā
āIām all for that!ā I said probably too eagerly.Ā I stepped aside and motioned him in.Ā āCome inside.ā
āNice place you have here.Ā I like the decor.ā
āThanks.Ā But, Iām sure you didnāt come here to admire my interior design.ā
He snickered.Ā āI didnāt, at that.Ā Shall we - as they say - get down to business.ā
I cocked my eye at him and smiled.Ā āLetāsā¦ā
I reached for him and started to lean in for a kiss when he held up his hands to stop me.Ā āWhoa!ā
āWhat?āĀ I brought my hand up to cover my nose and mouth and exhaled.Ā My breath didnāt smell bad.Ā What was going on here?
āYouāre getting a little too familiar a little too fast for my taste.ā
I was dumbfounded.Ā āEarlier today, you told me how you and your husband met and how you first got together.Ā How am *I* the one whoās gotten too familiar?ā
āWe just met and you want to kiss me like Iām the love of your life?Ā Maybe weāll eventually get into kissing.Ā First, why donāt we get naked and see how it turns out?ā
āSee how it turns out?Ā Weāre about to have sex.Ā You make it seem like weāre getting ready to bake a cake.ā
āListen.Ā You intrigued me earlier today and I admired your persistence in trying to seduce me despite me being married.Ā But, if you donāt like my rules, I can head on home.ā
I wasnāt about to let that happen.Ā I hadnāt spent all that time working my magic on him earlier in the day to watch him slip through my fingers now.Ā āNo need for that,ā I tried to sound nonchalant.Ā āIf all you want is a cocksucker, I can be your cocksucker.Ā I can even be just a hole for you to dump your load in if thatās all youāre into.ā
āIf I wanted a faceless cum depository, Iād have gone to a glory hole.Ā But letās not act like weāre two steps away from a lifelong commitment on the first day weāre meeting either.Ā If youāre good, weāll get there.āĀ He leaned in and whispered in my ear, sending a shiver down my spine in a good way.Ā āAre you good?āĀ I nodded my head.Ā āTell me.ā
āIām good at what I do.ā
He reached down and grabbed my ass with his right hand.Ā āGod, what an ass.Ā I bet you ARE good at what you do.ā
āWanna find out?Ā Get me out of my clothes and Iāll show you.ā
He smirked at me.Ā āIāll have more fun watching you get out of them.āĀ He was bound and determined to keep the upper hand with me.Ā When I momentarily hesitated, he offered just the type of encouragement Iād needā¦if I wasnāt already going to disrobe for him.Ā āCāmon.Ā If you show me yours, Iāll show you mine.ā
That was all I needed to hear.Ā Iām not sure that Iāve ever gotten out of my clothes as fast as I did in that moment.Ā Standing naked in front of him gave me chillsā¦and it wasnāt because I was cold.Ā The way he was looking at me, almost like he wanted to devour me sexually.Ā That kind of look shouldnāt be wasted on his husband.Ā Iād let him ravish me any day of the week!
With Mark waiting for him at home, we didnāt really have the spare time available to go slow and enjoy every moment to the fullest.Ā By the time he walked out my front door later on - true to his word, giving me a hearty pat on the back instead of a kiss goodbye - heād left a load swimming in me and let my own load absorb into his surprisingly toned chest.
He told me that heād be in touch.Ā Sure, a lot of guys who have no intention of ever keeping up contact say that.Ā But I actually kind of believe him.Ā Iām going to keep letting him come back as often as he wants to.Ā After all, Iām hanging in there until I get my kissā¦
I was upstairs furiously trying to put together a report for work.Ā It was Saturday and I shouldnāt have been working, but āan even work-life balanceā was a completely foreign concept to my boss, so there I was...
Just when i thought I might toss my laptop out the bedroom window in frustration, I heard his voice ring out up the stairs from the foyer.Ā āHey, bud!Ā You wanna go for a ride?ā
Heād bought that sweet ride at an auction over a year ago and had spent months and months restoring it.Ā I wasnāt much of a car guy, but even I had to admire the results of the work heād put in.Ā It was in pristine condition.Ā Most of the time, it languished in the garage.Ā But like clockwork every Saturday, he took it out for a spin - usually for a short drive up the coast - to make sure everything was working properly.Ā He always asked if I wanted to go with.Ā I never did.
This time, seeing as I was starting to fantasize about murdering my laptop, I decided to take him up on the offer.Ā āThat sounds good right about now,.ā you turned over your shoulder and called down to him.Ā āIāll be right down!ā
āGood deal,ā he yelled back. āIāll be waiting in the garage!ā
After a quick stretch, putting water on my hair so I could brush it, and a change into clothes that didnāt make me look like I was being held hostage at a convention for frumpy people, I was out the door and practically bounding down the stairs to head to the garage.Ā Feeling the wind in my hair and the sun on my face might just hit the spot!
I was already imagining my care-free self begging him to keep driving so I didnāt have to resume working on the report when I entered the garage to the last sight I expected to see:Ā him leaning against his pride and joy looking at his phone...in a jockstrap with a pouch so sheer that it left nothing at all to the imagination.
He was beautiful.Ā Every muscle was in exactly the right place.Ā What am I talking about?Ā EVERYTHING was in exactly the right place.Ā My eyes couldnāt help but settle on that pouch.Ā Iād never seen what he had to offer in that department before.Ā But, not even completely hard it was a sight to behold.Ā It made my hole twitch and my mouth water to imagine what it might look like when he was fully aroused.Ā In fact, I had to swallow quickly to keep a small bit of drool from escaping the corner of my mouth.
He mustāve been able to sense my presence because he looked up from his phone and smiled when he saw me standing there.Ā āHey!Ā You ready?!ā
āWhat the...?ā I was surprised.Ā āYouāre going like that?!ā
He seemed confused.Ā āGoing where?ā
Now it was my turn to be the one confused.Ā What was happening here?Ā āIsnāt it time for your weekly quick spin up the coast in the car?ā
As he chuckled in response, he reached up with his big paw and ran his hand over one of his pecs. Ā I had to resist every single urge I had to lick my lips.Ā āI think you misunderstood, bud...ā
āWhatās to misunderstand?ā I responded, still confused.Ā āYou asked if I wanted to go for a ride.ā
The hand that was slowly massaging his pec moved up to run through his hair.Ā āYeah.Ā I did.Ā But the kind of ride Iām offering is a lot different than the one youāre thinking of.ā
Holy shit!Ā Was he really talking about what it sounded like he was talking about?!Ā āYou mean...ā
āYouāve seemed really stressed with work lately.Ā And youāve been holed-up in your bedroom all morning.Ā You need a break.ā
āWell, yeah.Ā But...āĀ More words failed me.
He had words even though I couldnāt use mine.Ā āYou know a better way to make all your stress and tension melt away?ā
I still couldnāt find the right words to say anything, but a smile played across my face and I continued admiring his amazing body.Ā It wasnāt lost on me that the contents of that sheer pouch were starting to stir and inflate even more.Ā Without an answer, he mustāve known I was as good as his for the taking.
His voice made me tear my eyes away from the pouch.Ā āWhy donāt you press the button to close the garage door?ā he said as he turned to open the driverās side door.Ā āWhile you lose the clothes, Iāll push the front seats forward.Ā I think the backseat is the best place for us to be while I give that...ride....that you so desperately need.ā
I may not always be in the mood for a drive in his restored car.Ā But whenever he offered the kind of ride he was about to let me take, there would never be a time Iād turn him down!
It was meet the family time.Ā Courteney and I had been dating for a few months and she was ready for me to meet her mom and dad.Ā I wasnāt really ready for that yet, but I cared about her, so I relented.
They were both nice enough.Ā After a pleasant hour of conversation, Courteney and Mrs. Daniels left for a ātotally spontaneousā shopping excursion.Ā That left me alone with Mr. Daniels.Ā Weād moved out to the back deck and there I was, sitting across from him.
In my estimation, I was probably about to get āThe Talkā from him.Ā You knowĀ the one.Ā āI like you, Kid.Ā You and I are going to get along wonderfully.Ā In fact, thereās no reason why we canāt be great friends.Ā But, if you ever hurt my precious baby girl, Iāll be your worst nightmare.Ā So letās make sure that never happens, okay?āĀ Or something along those lines.Ā I shouldāve been nervous.Ā But I wasnāt.Ā I was too busy looking into Mr. Danielsā kind eyes and getting lost in his handsome face.
So, if it isnāt already obvious, Iām bi.Ā Courteney already knew and was perfectly fine with it.Ā As far as she was concerned, what I do on my own time is my business as long as I didnāt openly hit on a dude when she was around.Ā Mr. Daniels was definitely my type to a T.Ā If we had been complete strangers and Iād met him randomly at a neighborhood cookout, Iād already have him down in his den with his shorts around his ankles, my hand on his dick, and his tongue in my mouth.Ā What can I say?Ā I had a thing for the good-looking suburban dad next door type.
But the fact was, we werenāt strangers.Ā She was my girlfriendās dadā¦my girlfriendās dad who was married to a woman.Ā I had to put any designs I had on him on the back burner.Ā As far on the back burner as they could possibly go.
When he finally did open him mouth to say something, it didnāt turn out to be āThe Talk.āĀ Instead, it was something far more intriguing.
āSo, Rickā¦Ā Margie and Court will probably be out for another,ā he glanced at his watch, āā¦oh, four, five hours or so.Ā You up for a little fun while itās just us guys?ā
He couldnāt mean THAT type of fun, could he?Ā He probably meant that he wanted to take me up to the country club and hit some golf balls or sit at the clubās bar and throw back some Scotches.Ā āWhat did you have in mind, Mr. Daniels?ā
āFirst of all, itās Brett.Ā āMr. Danielsā is my father.Ā Second of all, you donāt seem like the kind of guy who normally plays coy.Ā I think you know exactly what kind of fun I have in mind, son.ā
To drive home his point, Brett Daniels stood up, put his hands in his pocket, and hitched his shorts up to reveal exactly just what he had in mind.Ā By the look of things, the man was already on his way to being fully hard.
āMmmmā involuntarily escaped my mouth as I appraised what the suburban DILF appeared to be packing.Ā āI like a guy who is on the same wavelength as I am.ā
Brett grinned at me.Ā āI thought so.Ā Iāve gotten pretty good at spotting fellow dick hounds.āĀ Without me prompting him with a question, he kept on talking.Ā āMargie and I have an understanding.Ā She understands that I enjoy a little cock and ass from time to time.Ā I understand that I need to be discreet so that it doesnāt become common knowledge what our marriage truly is.ā
I stood up to join him.Ā āYouāre just the kind of guy that I like having fun with, Mr. Dā¦uh, I mean Brett.ā
He winked at me.Ā āThatās good to know, son.Ā Now, why donāt we head inside?Ā I just realized you never got a full tour of the house.Ā I think youāll find the master bedroom to be a room youāll want to spend a lot of time in to fully appreciate all of the amenities it provides.ā
By now, we were inside and halfway to the stairs.Ā āDidnāt you just say you understand that you have to be discreet where Mrs. Daniels is concerned?Ā If we have fun, wonāt she smell sex on the sheets later?ā
He chuckled and reached out to pat me on the back.Ā āItāll never happen, Rick.Ā Margie and I havenāt shared a bed in years.Ā She moved into the guest bedroom six years go when Courteney left for college.Ā As long as you and I are showered and dressed by the time they get back from shopping, no one will be the wiser about just how muchā¦ahemā¦.fun you and I had this afternoon.ā
As I watched him start to ascend the stairs and caught sight of that mouth watering ass encased in his shorts, I was ready for whatever happened next.
Lucky for me I didnāt turn down the opportunity to meet the parents after all!
āGetting ready to go lay out by the pool. Ā Wanna come over and join me?ā was the text that accompanied the photo heād sent.
I knew there was no sexual connotation or intention behind either the photo or the invitation. Ā He didnāt see me that way. Ā But I certainly saw him that way. Ā I had for many years.
The only difference now was that I was no longer the scared, inexperienced young man too afraid to take a shot. Ā Iād had a pretty successful run - especially over the past couple years - of pulling guys just like him: Ā older, in shape, sex drive for days, no one to expend it on, and - most importantly - identified as straight. Ā That successful run of hooking men just like him had made me more confident in myself and my abilities than Iād ever been before.
True enough there was one thing about him that made him different from any other man Iād ever tried seducing. Ā That difference is what would make today incredibly special and meaningful to me. Ā I grinned to myself, reached down to cup my cock and balls through my shorts, and then typed a response to him.
āSounds like fun. Ā Iām in! Ā Iāll grab my swimsuit and jump in the car.Ā Be there within the half hour.ā
My grin turned into a full-on face-stretching smile. Ā He didnāt know it yet, but today was going to be the start of the most passionate love affair heād ever known.Ā Once he let me show him how I felt, Iād make sure of that.Ā By the end of the year, if I had any luck, he not only wouldnāt identify as straight anymore, but Iād also convince him to no longer identify as single.
He always gets my fantasies running wildā¦
āLook at the view, broā¦ā He was looking over the area, but I couldnāt take my eyes off him. In his camouflage pants, boots, no shirt (he had been wearing one when we started hiking but had sweat so much that he had to take it off) and a backpack, he looked amazing. His broad muscular back, his big shoulders and thick arms, the way his ass swayed and bounced as he stepped over and climbed over fallen logs aje rocks and just goofed off while stupidly singing a parody of the Dora the Explorer theme song, I couldnāt help but smile at his antics.
āYeah. Itās gorgeous.ā
He laughed and peered back at me. āWell, now that youāve complimented my ass, what do you think of the actual view?ā
I laughed and tried to play it off, shaking my head and turning my eyes to my phone. āBro, itās hard not to look at your ass when itās that big and in my face. Stop blocking most of view with your cheeks.ā
He grinned and laughed. āSo you admit to looking?ā
āIām an ass man, I see a fat ass, I look at it. Doesnāt matter if itās on a chick or a dude.ā I muttered, half honestly. I am an ass man. But, I have never shown much interest in women.
āOh? So if I were toā¦ā He slapped his ass, making it bounce and sway and jiggle in his shorts. He laughed as my face went red. Be turned and grabbed his crotch with both hands, smirking. āYouāre such a fucking fag, bro. Did you think I didnāt notice you checking me out every day?ā
I blushed harder and he walked up.
āI was mad at first. āThe gall of this fucking fairy, checking me out like that. Looking at me like a bitch looks at me. Hungry for this dick.ā I wanted to deck you in the face. Beat you down. But, we started hanging out. Youāre pretty cool. And I started thinking⦠I must be hot as fuck if even this fag wants me.ā He grins.
I was still red. Unsure what to say.
I go to speak. He walked up. Stood in front of me.
He grabbed my head in both hands and crammed his lips against mine. A deep hungry passionate greedy kiss. His lips grinding against mine; his tongue delving into my lips.
He growled into the kiss, groaning, especially as I moaned into his lips and held onto his hips.
I could taste him. His lips, his tongue. He tasted so good. His beard tickled.
āOpen up, faggotā¦ā He spoke breathlessly into my lips.
I did as told. No questions asked.
He spat into my mouth, onto my tongue, once, twice, three times, and then drooled a hot string of spit into my lips across my tongue. He then ground his thick hot tongue across mine and kissed me again.
āYouāre such a nasty fag pig. You let me spit in your mouth and didnāt even flinch. Hehe. You want me that bad? Youāre gonna get your wish, baby⦠Youāre⦠A lot cuter like this⦠Submissive, eager, hungry, hehe, a cute slutty bitch for me⦠Hm, ready to be the slut of a straight Arab stud? Ready to get on your knees and get used hard? Been needing to get throated for so damn long and my girl wonāt suck⦠Show me that faggots do it better. On your knees.ā
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