The plan was to meet my friend Dan after he had finished work at 4:00, it was now 4:30. When I knocked on the door it was his Dad who answered, wearing nothing but gym shorts and trainers. I never realised how hot he was, on the few occasions I saw him, he had worn baggy jumpers. My cock immediately started to harden. “Err mm hey Mr Johnson, is Dan home?” I asked nervously. “Oh didn’t he tell you? His manager asked him to work an extra hour, he shouldn’t be long so come in and wait for him”.
I walked in, sitting on the couch facing away from the front door in the living room, Mr Johnson followed me in and sat down next to me. “Sorry for the lack of clothes, I was midway through changing out of my sweaty gym outfit” he joked. “It’s alright! you’re r looking pretty ripped Sir, any tips on getting a body like that?”. Truthfully I didn’t care, I just wanted an excuse to stare at him for longer. Mr Johnson paused, there was something on his mind. “Well you don’t get a body like this by doing nothing son, have a feel” he grinned. I stared back at him in shock. “Mr Johnson are you…” he cut me off. “Come on you know you want to, I saw the way you were looking at me on the porch”. Ok so he knew. I moved closer, reaching over to to squeeze his massive arm. I brushed my hand down his solid abs, his hair running through my finger. My heart was racing.
“You know, Dan isn’t back for a while. We could have some fun?” At this point I lost all moral instinct. Replying “whatever you say Mr Johnson”. A look of excitement came over him. “Stop calling me Mr Johnson, its daddy to you. Now lick my pits you dirty fag”. He lifted his arm revealing a hairy pit dripping with sweat. I immediately buried my face in it, covering my tongue in a layer of salty sweet sweat. My nostrils filled with his musky manly scent. I was so turned on I could barely contain myself. As I was finishing up, I could se his cock growing under his shorts. I must have been doing a good job.
Once his armpits were suitably clean, Mr Johnson stood up to pull down his shorts, revealing a white jockstrap. He sat back down on the couch. “get on your fucking knees and suck my bulge” he ordered. “Yes daddy” I replied, seeing the anticipation on his face. I knelt on the floor in between his straddled legs. Before I could start he grabbed my head and forced my face into his pouch, rubbing it up and down.
Moments after he released me, pulling down the jockstrap to reveal his huge cock. It was better than I ever could have expected. “Suck daddies cock boy” he demanded. As I put my lips around his head, he started to moan. I rubbed my tongue across the back of his shaft before edging further down “that’s right, don’t stop until I cum” he said, continuing to moan, getting more intense as I carried on.
Suddenly I heard the sound of a car pulling into the driveway. “FUCK that’s Dan” Mr Johnson whispered. As I went to pull away, he grabbed my head once again to push his cock down my throat. I gagged as my chin rested on his balls. The door opened and Dan walked in “Dad is Austin here yet?” He questioned from the hallway. “No, I told him to come back later as you would be late finishing” he replied. “Oh ok well I will be up in my room if he arrives”. Dan then walked up the stairs closing the door behind him.
“I told you we weren’t going to stop until I came” grinning. He started fucking my face, using both hands to thrust his cock deeper down my throat as I gagged. I loved how he used me as his sex toy. It didn’t take long before a flood of cum entered my mouth. Mr Johnson moaned so loud I felt sure Dan heard it. As I pulled away to swallow, Mr Johnson pulled me closer giving me a short passionate kiss. Was in heaven? As I got up he threw his jockstrap at me. I smiled, shoving it in my pocket.
“Next time that ass is getting pounded” he whispered. “Whatever you say daddy” I replied. Finally realising my dream of sleeping with an older man would come true after all! And with that I turned and walked upstairs like nothing ever happened.
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