All in the timing

Paul and Linda live next door with two kids. A well matched looking couple, he's about 5'10, 85 kg dark untidy hair with a shadow beard. Linda is a slim, good looking blonde standing around 5'8.

It's been 4 yrs now. I wouldn't say I've never looked at Paul in a sexual way. He's handsome, in a very guy next door way handsome but not what I'd call hot. Just a masculine 42 year old busy dad. Linda an attractive, professional, very busy mum.
We're close as neighbours, not in each other's pockets but help each other out, (Paul is shit at any kind of DIY) watch each others house while away, bins out, have an occasional drink and at Christmas, have a Christmas eve drink exchanging gifts etc.

So how did this start? Simple timing!

I'm a builder, 6'2 and 88kg, definite muscle dad bod. Broad shoulders, hairy chest, cropped hair close shaved beard. Never assumed to be gay and regularly hit on by women.

My husband Craig, went away on an unexpected business trip and Linda had a weekend away on a hen weekend. Neither of us knew about the other being alone until we were chatting out front. The boys were going for football training and the grandparents were taking advantage of having them stay over so were going to collect them and return them Sunday after lunch. Paul suddenly found himself alone but predictably, his straight married child laden mates bore the usual family commitments so they weren't free. Paul said he was going to have a few beers and watch the football. I laughed. "Me too" I said, "grant's on an unexpected trip so I'm going to enjoy the remote, beer and fast food" none of which I usually gey away with. I'm always told I need to watch my diet and I watch crappie TV. The latter is certainly a matter of opinion I suggest!

Actually what I did after my pizza was crack a few beers and cast some porn. Uk Builders Piss Orgy, it didn't take long before I was stroking my 7.5 uncut thick dick. I loved the start of this film. All working, then a tea break and banter that turns aggressively sexual. Forcing one to his knees and showering him in piss before they all make him suck their dicks. I paused the film and went upstairs to fetch the poppers, wank sleeve and lube. I hit rewind. Just after 8pm there was a knock at the door. Damn, paused again. I pulled up my shorts and went to the door.

"Hey Paul" I said cheerfully, trying to hide my frustration. "What's up" I said as he passed me in the hall, "shitshitshit".

"You by the look of those track shorts he laughed. Am I disturbing you, the fucking TV's on the blink. Why today, fucking typical, so I thought I'd watch the footie with you!" that last word trailed off as he see the screen. "Oh jesus, I'm sorry I'm so embarrassed I'll go". Paul turned to leave.

"Its cool. Don't sweat it. I was alone, bored and horny" I chuckled, trying to lighten the situation. "Now I'm no longer lonely". I hit the return button on the TV control and the picture switched to cable. "What can I get you to drink"? The chub in my dick subsiding rapidly. Paul extended his arm and I realised he'd been holding a four pack. "No need for a glass" he said.

We settled on the couch while I brought the game up. Half way in already. "Damn I missed the goal. It can only have been in the last 10 minutes" he said, more speaking aloud than to me. "We can watch the highlights" I countered.

There was a mildly uncomfortable silence at first but that abated as the game resumed. I'm always fascinated by how animated men become watching football. Their commands to the players through the screen that would undoubtedly be a betrayal of their own ability. I smiled inwardly. I preferred to watch with the sound off. I can't stand the stupid irritating commentary. 30 minutes later, another goal scored and Paul jumped up, flaying his arm's. And there it was. Paul crashed down as his hand missed the cushion and landed on my groin. Now it was my turn to jump. After I stopped swearing I lhad to laugh at the look on his face. "You fucker" I shouted in mock anger. "First you interrupt my wank night, now your making sure it's not happening at all" Paul went scarlet faced and closed his eyes. "Man I'm soo soo sorry". I laughed and sat down. No real harm done, just calm down. He looked at my crotch, "you OK down there"? I pulled up the waistband and said, "yeah just call me pancake nuts from now on". We both laughed and the embarrassment lifted. "I should make you fucking kiss em better" I said. He snorted and we laughed again. "Right" he said "Last 10 minutes and then 10 minutes extra time". The next 20 minutes dragged but I couldn't help noticing that Paul was quieter than he had previously been. The game ended and we sat there silent for a minute or two.

"I should go let you get back to er, whatever it was you were doing"! He said laughing and looking at my crotch. "That is if I haven't damaged you too much down there"

"You don't have to go buddy, we can find a film or something and besides you haven't finished your beer. And if you're lucky, I have a single malt saved for a special occasion". "Is this special Paul said"?

"Sure it is. We're both home alone first time in 4 years" I Iaughed and Paul joined me. We scrolled the film's between the two of us we'd seen most and those we had considered not worth watching. Suddenly Paul downed his beer. I thought he was going but instead said, "what was that porn you were watching"? I was surprised and mumbled the title. A little embarrassed.

"Wow", he laughed. "OK then"! Again I thought he was going to say he'd call it a night but he said, "well I'm gonna need that single malt for that one. Straight up no ice". He stared straight at me. I laughed a nervous laugh but this time, he didn't. "Come on I'm waiting".

I rose and fixed us a couple of glasses, Slightly more in his. I handed him the glass and sat back down. I picked up the control and with a slight tremble of excitement, pressed auxiliary. The porn flashed back up and I pressed play. "No, from the beginning" he said, "the corny porn storylines are all part of the fun". I winced knowing the start was pretty full on, with typical builder banter followed by all 5 guys pissing over the 6th. I noticed Paul adjust himself and lean back.

Again I glance to my right and down. Paul was clearly bulged, and silent, mouth slightly open. I laughed and said "OK Paul, you seen enough"?

"Do guy's actually do that, I mean obviously they're doing it on here, for the porn, but I mean, do guy's Actually do this"? He said, not looking at me.

"Er, well yeah!" "Surely your not that naive Paul, you must have come across golden showers. Its not limited to straight or gay sex"? I couldn't believe I was actually discussing sex acts with Paul. "Well no"he said, "and yes I have of course I, I just never thought, I mean I've never sat and watched gay porn".

"Shall I turn it off" again i started feeling slightly awkward, although it was he who had encroached upon my evening, not I on his.

"So what's that" he said pointing. Relieved that he had changed the subject I looked over to what he was pointing at. Oh shit, I'd forgotten about the poppers, the fleshlight (silicone sleeve) and lube. Er, I felt myself burn red. It's for tossing off. The lube is lube, poppers poppers, the sleeve, smooth side or ribbed, goes over your dick and you pump. If I sounded slightly irritated it's because I was. Fucking straight guys I thought to myself. At this point, had Paul left I wouldn't have cared.

He stared at it. I stared at Paul.

Look man I said, I don't want to make you feel uncomfortable or anything but if this all too much. Paul suddenly looked up at me and said, "can I try it out. Is that gross or"? I laughed heartily feeling this situation is becoming sureal. "Sure I barked", as I grabbed the sleeve off the table and tossed it over. "Give it a wash before you return it in the morning". Now it was Paul's turn to laugh. "Look I know I'm sounding dumb. I like you guys and you're so, well, straight for a gay guy, I've jacked off with guys whilst in uni, it's no bigie. This is kind of unexpectedly exciting and well, we're alone. No one need know". He unbuttoned his shorts and slid the zipper before I'd responded iether way.

My boner was instant as I saw the bulge in his briefs. Paul slid a hand in and pushed the front out and over his dick. Blocking it from my view initially but as he brought his hand back, jesus, he was hung. Paul’s crimson bulbous head emerging from the hood of his dick, the slit glistening and I swear in that moment I got a whif of the familiar male musky scent. I could have dived in then and there.

"Well, ok fuck this, you win Paul" as I thumbed my waistband and pushed down my shorts exposing my rigid dick. Sat next to him we were barely a foot away.

We turned back to the screen and the guys had moved on, all naked or as good as and all iether sucking rimming or pissing.

Paul slowly started to fist his dick, and more liquid oozed from his slit. We slowly jacked and I fell into rhythm with Paul. Both paying as much attention to the others rhythmic strokes of their dick, as the porn on the screen. "So you really wanna try this, try out the sleeve"?
"Fuck yeah if you're cool with it"?

Damn right I thought, I'll use it when you're gone knowing you had it on your dick.
"Totes" I applied a little lube and offered it over, to my suprise and increasing excitement, Paul just pushed his leaking dick forward, in that moment I realised he meant for me to put it on. Bold!
It meant touching his dick. Surely he realised what he was doing. I trembled with excitement as I slipped the sleeve, ribbed side in, over his helmet. Paul let out a loud groan, his head fell back and he closed his eyes, his hand stayed put on the base of his cock. Paul had no intention of using it himself. Slowly I jacked the sleeve up and down. My own cock left to its own devices, bouncing free and leaking pre- cum.

Paul’s head came forward, his eyes opened and he watched the screen. Soft moans escaping his lips. Paul bucked his hips to meet my strokes. On the screen three guys were pleasuring each other. One rimming while the one being rimmed was sucking cock. Two of the other 3 were pissing over the 3rd who was on his knees. I was building up the courage to ask if Linda had ever licked Paul's arse when he suddenly leaned over and took my cock in his hand. His mouth ever closer until it enveloped my entire dick in one swift and impressive move. I bucked in shock before I too slipped forward removed the latex sleeve and dove head first onto Paul's cock. My nose burrowed into his unkempt Bush savouring the musk of his groin and tasting the bitter sweet pre-cum on my tongue. My head was spinning with so many thoughts cramming for my brains attention. I was enjoying this but I couldn't help but feel a foreboding sense of panic. What will happen when he shoots. Is he gonna freak out and go all wanky on me. I shoved that thought to the back of my mind deciding to ensure he had a blow job only a man could give. I spun my tongue and drawing up his 8 inch shaft flicked over his slit. Down again, sucking and spinning my tongue and using the spit to manually follow my mouth with my hand. Using my free hand, I lightly press a finger near his hole. The scent of his crotch was incredible, clearly he hadn't washed before coming over or probably that day being alone. Paul started to buck and I could feel his balls tighten. I gave a final assault not sure I would outlast him. Bang. Wave after wave of hot, sweet, salty, spunk filled my mouth. I clamped my lips, breathing hard through my nose and swallowed and swallowed again. I tapped Paul's shoulder in an effort to warn him I was about to shoot but I shot as I tapped. He lifted his head away and out of my lap as spunk landed on his cheek. I took hold of my dick and started to stroke lightly as we sat up and leant back breathing hard.

"Wow, fuck that was good" Paul said.
A wave of relief flooded over me. At least he hasn't freaked. It must have been a few minutes before Paul used my shorts to wipe his face. He downed his malt and still having said nothing more, Left.

I sat for a further few minutes staring at the screen trying to take in and work out, exactly what and how that happened from zero to bust. I was quickly snapped out of my reverie when my eyes refocused and i realised the film was coming to an end, this was the best bit. A guy laying on his back, another sat on his face sucking a dick and the other two pissing over the four from each end. I looked round for the silicone sleeve and realised it must have left the building with Paul.......