“Dude, I need a favor.” My friend said when he came over to my house. We were watching T.V. when he began to tell me he had a job interview for his dream job out of the city.
“That’s big. Congrats but, uh, what do you need?” I took a sip off my beer and he looked at me, blushing and shy.
“Could you give my dad a ride?” He asked as he took a chip and nibbled at it.
“Your dad? I thought he was--”
“He is, well, he gets out and that’s the same day I need to be on the road to the interview. I either go for him and miss the interview or...”
“I get him and you can still get to your interview on time.” He was a good friend and he was always there for me when I needed anything. He looked at me surprised at my decisiveness. He was about to ask me if I was sure but I beat him to it.
“Sure, I can go get him.” I said and he hugged me before giving $50 bucks for gas and to get his old man some food. We finished watching the movie and he left shortly after. The next day, I got ready to go pick Nico's dad up.
As I drove to pick up my friend's dad, I just thought back to what he had told me.
“He was a getaway driver for a nasty crew. He was blackmailed into helping them. He agreed but what they didn’t tell him was that he was the decoy. They had a different gateway car and once they robbed the place, they tipped the police with the make of the car dad was in. When he was taken to the precinct, he was given a note that if he talked, he would be sorry. He took the fall. They let him out in a year for good behavior. He is a good man.”
I was nervous even if he was ‘a good man.’ People change and even if you are good, once inside, you need to toughen up and do whatever it is you need to do to survive. I took a deep breathe and waited in the car. Several people came out but no one I thought would be my friend’s dad. Some people got hugs and kisses from family and friends, others just walked away by themselves. I was waiting in the car not sure what to do. Did I have to go in or would he come out on his own? I called Nico quickly and he answered fairly quickly; "Is everything ok?"
"Yeah, I'm here but I did not know what to do. Do I go in or does he come out? Also, what does he look like and what's his name?"
"He should come out. Let me send you a text, I'm waiting to go into the interview." Seconds later, I got a text.
"Great, thanks again. Gotta go." He ended the call. The picture showed a bald man with the beginning of a mustache. He was looking at the camera, smiling and holding a thumbs up. He was wearing a dark blue shirt. The caption he sent over had his name, "Chuck." Not sure how long this was from but the man looked cute.
I was looking at the photo when I looked up and saw a tall muscular man coming out. He was tall, bald and had a handlebar mustache with a bag over his shoulder. Not sure if he was the man I was waiting for but he came out and was standing there looking around. He began to pace and then when the heat became too much, he took off his wife beater and revealed a tanned and muscular torso.
Shit, I think that was him but I looked at the picture and it did not look like him. Shoot, a year in prison with not much to do but exercise and survive must have done his body good. I lowered my window and called out to him, "Mr. Ford?"
He looked at me and smiled before waving and making his way to the car. I smiled and opened the door to the passenger side and he jumped in.
"You're definitely not my son." He said and extended his hand.
"No sir, I'm his friend. My name is Rob." I reached to his hand and shook it.
"Thanks for coming out here for me, Rob. I'm Charles but you can call me Chuck. Not the best first impression on my part." He took back his hand, "Mind if I leave the shirt off? It's hot out there and I'm still feeling it."
"Don't worry about it, Chuck. Get comfy, it's a ways until we get home. Besides, my air is acting up and may need to keep the windows down."
"This is fine, thanks Rob. Mind if I take a nap? Didn't sleep well last night. I was excited to leave that place."
"Understandable. Do you want to go out to eat or just wait till we get home and order something?"
"If it's not too much, just order something at home. I would love to get a shower, I feel gross." He looked at himself and then looked back at me in shock, "Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't think of your seat. It's definitely getting all damp with my sweat."
"It's fine, it'll evaporate." I smiled and he laughed. He was handsome. He was good natured. The conversation was nice until he excused himself and took that nap he was wanting.
We drove for a while until we began to get into the city. It was definitely hot out today, and I was embarrassed that the air was not working. I had it on and then it would go out and then back on. It was flip-floppy and it was infuriating. I made sure to avoid most of the traffic and when we finally got to my place, I felt bad waking him up. As soon as the song ended, I took off my seatbelt and carefully nudged him, "Chuck, we're home."
"That was a fast drive." He looked around and rubbed the sleep from his eyes.
"Nah, it was over an hour. You just fell asleep as soon as we finished talking. Come on."
As soon as I rolled our windows, it got hot in there. I turned the car off and we both got out and he followed along, carrying his bag with him. Once inside, I was greeted by a nice AC on full blast. I gave him a small tour of the place and told him that his son had brought over some of his old clothes to wear.
"That boy of mine is thoughtful, though, I don't think most of it will fit me anymore. I'm bigger now, than I was a year ago. Not much to do in the inside but workout and keep your head low."
"We can go get you some clothes?" I said as if I had money for that. I'm sure if it was me, then Nico would do the same. I could spend some money on this guy, he was nice enough.
"Nah, it's fine, you done a lot. Don't want to be an inconvenience to you."
"Alright, how about food?"
"That I will accept. I have a craving for a pizza. Pepperoni, bacon and onion." He rubbed his stomach and licked his lips, "I miss pizza so much. Didn't have much good food in the past year, maybe that's why I was able to lose weight and get muscle."
"Sorry to hear that, Chuck. Can't imagine what it must have been like."
"Hey, I'm out. I'm happy and that's that. Now, how about that pizza?" He smiled and slapped my arm before asking me if he could shower.
"Of course, there is extra towels in there. Help yourself to anything in there."
"Thank you Rob, I'll pay you back for your hospitality."
"You don't have to, Chuck, it's my pleasure." I smiled at him and he smiled back. He was really hot. I was usually into older men but I didn't want to make my attraction to him obvious. Shit, he was Nico's dad and besides, I was not sure if he was gay or bi- leaning.
I called for a pizza and a soda. I ordered some mozzarella sticks and wings, really give this man a night of good fast food. I turned on the T.V. and brought out paper plates and cups and set the table. Once that was taken cared of, I went to my room and got into my baseball shorts and flipflops. I turned the AC off and waited on the food to get here.
Chuck came out of the bathroom with the pride towel that his son had given me as a gag gift. I blushed as I saw the man staring at me, water droplets all over his body. I was turned on, sure, but also scared that he may be taunting me because of the towel.
"You gay, kid?" Chuck asked as he walked over and sat down. his body was glistening under the light and even if he was wearing the 'gay towel' he looked good. At this moment, he reminded me of a particular gay porn star with the same handlebar mustache and bald head.
I was blushing red and nodded, trying to be nonchalant about it. He didn't respond. Just stayed there and began to open the pizza box.
"Food smells so good. Thanks Rob, and you also got mozzarella sticks and wings. Man, this is a spread."
"Yeah, wanted to give you the whole experience."
He was eating like a man starved. I opened the soda and he was eager for it. I asked him if he wanted to watch anything other than what was already on the T.V.
"Nah, this great, thanks." He said between bites. I sat next to him and he and I ate while watching T.V.; the subject about my sexuality dropped. When we finished eating, Chuck laughed at patted his stomach, "You'd think I had not been fed in years. Thanks Rob, this was exactly what I needed."
"Glad you enjoyed it. I thought we would finished everything." I looked at the box with pizza left, "I'll put this away and if you want some more, you can come and get it."
"You're a good guy, just like Nico. Thanks again. I didn't even finish drying off, I just heard the bell ring and was ready to devour this food."
"I'm glad this hit the spot. You can have my room, you deserve a night's sleep in a real bed. I'll take the pull out."
"Aww Rob, that's okay, you don't have to." Chuck said as he looked me over.
"It's cool. Get a good night's rest. I promise, I won't bother you." This my way of saying, 'I may be gay but I promise to not throw myself at you.'
"You really are a great guy." He patted my back before squeezing my knee and getting up and walking to the room. I could see the top of his ass and it was a nice ass.
That night I slept in the pull out and he in my room. I texted Nico and he said that the interview had gone well but he needed to stay couple of more days; "Remember when an interview use to be maybe an hour tops? Now, there's 'rounds' where we interview with other people. How's my dad?"
"Good, he is sleeping in my room."
"Dude, that's nice of you. Thanks again. I'm sending over another $50 to you for 'room and board'." I laughed at that and got the notification.
"Thanks man, I'll see you later." I sent the last text and went to sleep.
Sure, not the best sleep I've ever gotten but it was okay. I went to get some water when I saw outside and Chuck was out there in basketball shorts. His ass looked really great and he was in my car. My heart began to beat fast, "Please, don't be an asshole. Please don't be an asshole," I muttered as I saw him messing around in my car. He then turned it on and sat there waiting for something. Soon, he smiled and threw his fist up in the air before turning the car off and waking his way back to the house.
I made my way quickly to the kitchen, pretending I was not scared that he would steal my car. He came in, dabbing sweat with a cloth he had in his pocket.
"Morning Rob!" He said smiling as he came up to me and patted my back. He was glistening from sweat but damn, he smelled good.
"Morning Chuck, how you sleep?"
"Amazing. Your bed... something special about that bed."
He whistled and I offered him some water, "Did you go for a run?"
He chugged the water, "Nah, better... I fixed your air. I know you said that you were having issues with it and well, it's the least I can do."
"Chuck, thank you. I'm not good with cars."
"Well, I am. I was a mechanic before... you know. Any issues with the car, you tell me and I'll do my thing."
The rest of the day was normal, we talked, I asked if he wanted to do anything in particular. He said being with me was nice enough. After telling him about Nico, he looked sad, "I feel really bad imposing on you. It's the weekend, I'm sure you need to do stuff."
"Nah, I work from home and besides Nico, I don't do much out of the house."
That evening after eating, he insisted I sleep on my bed, "Please, I would feel awful if I took the bed again." I nodded and made the pull out for him.
That night I stayed in my room and drifted to sleep. In the morning, I felt some pressure on my legs but ignored it. I tried to go back to sleep, not wanting to open my eyes because didn't want to wake up yet. The pressure then registered in my head as someone on top of me but before I could open my eyes, I felt someone on my cock.
"What the hell?!" I screamed and I opened my eyes to see Chuck on top of me, wearing nothing but a pair of white briefs, sucking my cock.
He was good, and even if that startled me, I was lost in the pleasure from the way he was deepthroating me.
My hands went to his head and he grunted in affirmation. I was moaning at how good it felt, soon, I shot my load not even getting time to verbally tell him. He didn't care, he milked me and drank everything I had to give. When he finished sucking my cock he looked at me and blushed, "Sorry... I was trying real hard not to slut out but damn, you are fucking cute."
"Uh, thanks. You are...fuck it, you're fucking handsome." I said. He smiled and crawled to get next to me.
"Sorry if I overstepped but... I just needed to have your cock. I saw you wearing your shorts and the outline made my mouth water." He got close to me and licked my neck and kissed my cheek, "Damn, you are gorgeous."
"I don't know to be honest. I wasn't before prison. But now, all I can think about when I'm not doing anything is sucking cock. I was the prison bitch. I sucked cock, got fucked, exercised and all over again."
"I'm sorry." I said. He smiled and scooted over closer to me, "It's fine. Opened my eyes. Sure, I wish the guys in the inside were gentler when using my holes but other than that, it was hot. Never knew I could feel so good being used."
I stayed there just looking at him and he began to worry, "Sorry, I, Uh... I can go. Shit, I'm sorry." He got up and ran out my room. I got up and chased him. He was in the living room looking for his shorts and tank, getting dressed quickly.
"I'm sorry Rob, I shouldn't have done that. You have been so hospitable with me and I just took advantage of you." He said not looking at me. I grabbed him and threw him on the pull out. He looked at me and I smiled before I got on top of him and began to kiss him. He got into it and began to rub my back before he flipped us and got on top of me, "I take it...I'm forgiven?"
"You were never in trouble." He laughed and got on top of me before kissing down my chest and back on my cock. He began to inhale my scent and suck me again. Even though I had just shot, I was rearing to go again. He was like a different person, he was hot and animalistic. Grunting and growling. He got off my cock and took off his shorts and briefs, "Fuck me, Rob, please use my hole."
"Oh yes please." He looked around, "Do you have a condom?"
"I believe you but I was the prison bitch, I don't know if I have anything. Need to get checked out."
"Oh...uh, yeah, in my room."
"Well let's go kiddo, my hole is empty." He got off me and pulled me up. We began to kiss again, my hands on his nice muscular globes as we made our way to my room. Soon, with condom and lube ready, I plugged his ass. He was growling at me, nodding for more, grunting as he pushed himself on my cock, trying to fuck himself. He was horny and hot, ready and willing to be used. I was close and he was too when Nico called. I grabbed the phone and slowed down on my assault on his ass, "Hey what's up."
"Just checking in. How's dad?" I smiled as I stroked his dad's cock slowly, "He is doing good, big smile on his face."
"That's great, can I talk to him? I've been so busy with these interviews I haven't talked to the old man."
I put the phone on speaker and mouthed, 'It's Nico.' Chuck grabbed the phone and cleared his throat while I began to pic up the pace again.
"Uh, hey son, how... fuck, how is it going?" He was trying hard not to let on that I was hitting his spot. Nico told him about the interviews and everything. He muted the call and screamed, "FUCK ME ROB!"
"Yes Mr. Ford." I grabbed his ankles, spread his legs open and piston fucked him until he was a babbling mess. Nico then asked him if he needed anything from the house, "Chuck, your son is asking you a question."
He grabbed the phone and unmuted himself, "No, I'm fine, your friend is taking good care of me."
"That's great. I'll see you Monday."
" See you then." Chuck hung up and looked at me, "After that stunt, you better breed me, Rob."
I began to pick up the pace again and soon I was shooting in him. He grunted and exploded all over his stomach. I pulled out and saw how quickly he clenched his ass to not let my load escape. I laid next to him. We were both panting. I chuckled and he looked over at me, "What if the phone was not muted when you screamed me to fuck you."
"I would die." He said dramatically but then laughed before playing with his load.
“Any time, you need to let off some steam, I’m yours, Rob."
"Anytime you need a ride, Mr. Ford, you can call on me." He smiled and kissed me again before pulling me into his warm and sweaty body.
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