Connect with Childhood Friend 20 years later

I grew up in a small farming community and pretty much lost all ties aside from family connections when I left for University as an 18 year old.

Typically when I would come home I would hang out with family on the ranch and really didn’t see any of my former school friends nor anyone in particular with whom I basically grew up with.

One guy in particular lived down the road from us. He and I were the same age by a few months but he lived on the other side of the school boundary and even though we could almost see his house, he went to one school and I went to another.

But we did a lot together as families and he, my brother and I used to run around the countryside as a trio playing war games, building things, shooting things, doing stupid things, getting into trouble etc.

As a young teenager he had a really outgoing personality which I always thought was cool and he was a fit little guy always working out. In the summers he rarely wore a shirt and was a generally one of those good looking kid that teaches a gay guy why he is different than the others.

I only came close to playing with him sexually once when his dad and my dad took us on a ski trip and we ended up in the hot tub at the lodge with boners talking about things until my dad came in and told us to go to bed.

The only other time I had any inkling of an attraction to him was one evening when he and I went to the Aquatic centre and I was playing around in the change room. I climbed up the changing stall wall to peak over and saw his big dangly dick. I think at the time he said not to be so pervy but it’s one of those images that has imprinted in my mind; his big dangly dick and his sexy body.

After I went to Uni, I really lost touch with him and only got to know of his life through my brother who kept in touch. He ended up in the Police Service running a detachment in another small town. Got married, had a couple of kids, got divorced, re-married someone else who had a couple of kids etc etc.

I literally hadn’t seen him probably for 20 years (or more) and my husband and I came home for an anniversary party in the community.

As an old family friend, he was there with wife number 2 and I don’t know why but I was really reluctant to talk to him, it felt weird somehow and I didn’t notice it but my husband thought there was a tension the two of us. I chalked that up to him being uncomfortable with me being openly gay.

We did chat a little bit but yeah, it was not like it had been when we were kids and I left it at that.

A little while later, I get a random email from him, “Hey there, hope you don’t mind, your brother gave me your email and I wanted to reconnect after so many years. It was nice to see you and meet your partner. Hope we can keep in touch.”

We emailed back and forth a little bit and he brought up the awkwardness of the day at my parent’s function and admitted that he was a little shocked I was openly gay and that the whole community was talking about the fact I had brought my husband home. We eventually laughed about this and rekindled a bit of our childhood friendship and moved over to talking on WhatsApp.

“Did you ever want to do something with me?” he asked me in text exchange.

I was honest in my answer and replied with, “I think so, I don’t really know that I knew what I wanted then, I do remember the ski trip and you and I in the hot tub until my dad told us to stop fooling around, and I remember a time at the pool catching you naked, and yeah, I think I found you attractive, but yeah, that was a long time before I knew how to act on that impulse.”

His reply cracked me up, “You think I was attractive? I was a cute kid. Lol”

We bantered about this back and forth about this and for a strange reason he started to send me pics of himself.

“Do you think I am attractive still lol?” he would write under a pic of himself in a uniform or with his kids.

I can’t lie, he was still a fine looking man and the uniform was incredibly sexy on him. After all these years he had retained his physique and was still a muscle guy.

One night, I had a little much to drink and my phone alerted me to an incoming text, it was from him.

As most of his chats began, he had sent a pic. In this text, it was of him sitting in a boat fishing. He was shirtless in the pic wearing these tight chino shorts that because of how he was sitting were showing off his bulging thighs and a nice bulge to his crotch.

Again, I was drunk and replied with, “ Fuck you look hot man, if I was fishing with you, I’d be undoing those shorts to get at that dick."

“This dick” he replied with a pic of his boner.

I don’t remember him being so big as a kid but in the pic he had to be at least 9” cut and so veiny.

“No wonder you could get any girl in school man, with that cock, fuckin hot!”

“I fucked a guy once,” was his reply, “He said it was too big lol.”

“Dam, if only I had known how to act when I was younger, you could have broken me in.”

“Are you a bottom?” he asked.

Drunk ass me replies sending a pic of me in a jock strap with, “what do you think?”

“That’s a nice ass man, I don’t think I am into guys but you do have a nice butt.”

This sort of banter went on for several months. He almost always started the chat with a pic or a video and was not shy at all about showing me his dick. Even the video he sent of him fucking a girl doggy style from years ago was insanely hot and his dick was gorgeous pumping her pussy. The camera angle though was focussed more on him, his bod and the dick than her. I’m sure she was a pretty thing but as a cameraman, well, he wasn’t interested in showing her off and spent more time catching the angle just right so you could see him tweaking a nipple while mounting her. Very hot video.

Fast forward a little later and I find myself on a business trip not too far from the town where he was the local constable.

“Hey man, I am staying downtown on a trip, will be around for 4 or 5 days, wanna grab a drink?” I texted.

“YES!” came the reply in a nanosecond.

“Great, let’s say tomorrow night then, maybe 730? If that works?”

“Man, I have a huge favour to ask, I totally want to see you and hang out, it has been really nice reconnecting but here’s thing, for me to come downtown, it’s a good solid 90 minutes drive and then have a drink and turn around….cops shouldn’t be drinking and driving so can I crash the night and then I don’t have to worry about it.”

“That’s no prob, better safe than getting in trouble. See you at the hotel at around 730” I replied.

I wasn’t totally sure what to expect with this drink and him crashing. Obviously, having seen the cock and reconnecting with him, I was hoping for a good hard fuck but then at the same time, I didn’t want to ruin the reconnect etc.

You know you’re getting older and wiser when you stop yourself from sucking a cock with your mind saying, “Well no, it would be inappropriate to do that.”

As you can guess though, the other part of my brain coerced me into buying a new jock strap, a couple of bottles of poppers and some lube…..just in case.

I made sure I was squeaky clean and got a little dressed up as if I was going on a date.

He was sitting on a stool at the bar in jeans and a polo and looking seriously fine.

You could describe his build as short and muscular and is one of these guys that has a narrow waist, big pecs and huge thighs which in these jeans looks so yummy.

“Hey stranger,” I said as I approached, “Come here often?”

He laughed, stood up and gave me a huge hug, “So great to see you man, how ya been?”

We nattered and caught up over a couple of martinis each which got me tipsy and I ventured into that zone of flirtiness.

“You look really sexy in those jeans by the way,” I said as I took a sip of my martini, “If I was here alone, I would totally be eyeing you up.”

“aww, thanks man, I actually just bought these today and the wife is either going to like them or kill me for spending the money,” he said laughing, “But to be clear, aren’t you already kinda eyeing me up anyway?” he said with a cute smirk on his face.

When he said this, I caught myself staring at his crotch which appeared to be under stress from within, and as he talked away running his hands across his thighs I blushed, busted, I was totally eying him up and was now officially drunk and horny for this man.

“Wanna go upstairs?” I blurted out as I signed the drinks to my room.

He was a little nervous about being seen going with me which I understood so I discretely gave him the extra key and said come up whenever he felt comfortable.

He wasn’t feeling too nervous afterall because no sooner had I put the key in the light switch thingy and was pushing the door closed,I heard the lock click and he was coming right in.

“Howdy” he said pushing into the room, “Got a spare bed for me?”

“Nope, just a big one to share,” I said, and again, not sure where this was going, “Or I think the sofa in the living room is a pull out, if you’d rather that?”

He was walking around checking out the suite and those jeans were making me feel very slutty.

He peaked into the bedroom, “That is the biggest bed I have ever seen!” he said running and leaping onto it.

“Want a drink,” I asked as he rolled around being a complete goof (albeit a totally sexy cute goof).

“Come here for a sec,” he said as he sat up and moved to the edge of the bed.

“Whats up?” I asked as I walked into the bedroom fumbling with my watch and placing it on the dresser.

“Come here, I wanna ask you something,” he said as he held out one of his arms.

I walked over and he grabbed my hand, pulled me close and planted a firm kiss on my mouth.

After he released the kiss I looked at my cute childhood buddy and asked, “What did you want to ask me?”

He laughed and said, “Oh yeah, can I kiss you?”

We laid down on the bed and alternated between making out and talking about stuff and the intensity of our petting increased with each long drawn out kiss.

I can’t adequately describe how hot these jeans were he had on, they fit him perfectly and if he was on top of me kissing and grinding his body against mine, I could not keep my hands off his muscular ass.

After one long kissing session and him on top of me, he sat up and pulled his polo over his head.

“You are so sexy,” I said as I ran my hands up his torso to his pecs.

When I ran over his nipples he did the little pec flip flop thing and giggled a bit as I continued my groping down to his waist.

Straddling my body with those gorgeous muscular thighs around me, I undid his belt, pulled it through the loops of his jeans and threw it to the floor.

He arched his back a little while I fumbled with the button on his jeans and raised his arms up putting his hands behind his head.

Looking down at me as I undid his jeans he smiled and said, “go on, get what you’ve wanted all these years.”

I took my sweet time undoing each button which just heightened the anticipation and with them all undone, I reached inside and grabbed his cock firmly.

“Stand up,” I said.

He stood up on the bed and I got onto my knees in front of him.

Tugging down his jeans revealed a sexy pair of black boxer briefs and that beautiful bulge and cock imprint.

Stepping out of his jeans I leaned forward and started to lick my way around the head of his dick through the fabric while he moaned and held the back of my head.

The precum I could taste was delicious and I mumbled, “do you know what turns me on?”

“What?” He asked.

“Knowing that this big dick was squirting cum making babies…..so fucking hot” I said as I freed his dick from the boxers.

Pulling his boxer briefs right down, he stepped out of them and I wasted no time in sucking him down to the balls which, again, knowing that those nuts were making babies made my own dick achingly hard.

I stopped only long enough to strip off my clothes leaving the jock strap on for him.

As he laid back, I got between his legs and sucked his cock while he moaned and talked trash to me.

“Tell me what you like, suck my dick, want that cum? Want my babies inside you?” he would say, “I’m gonna get you pregnant, fuck you suck my dick so good, I wanna fuck you so bad.”

“How many guys have you fucked? In truth, how many?” I asked.

He pushed my head down onto his cock and I choked a little but as he did so I could feel his dick throbbing even harder.

“In academy there was a guy and if I wasn’t getting any pussy he’d let me fuck him. Usually it was on a weekend off and we’d all go out drinking and when we got back to the dorm he’d get me in the shower or this broom closet on our floor and suck my dick before I fucked him.”

As he described this story I could literally feel my ass twitching with anticipation and I think he sensed it too because he let me come up from my sucking and moved into position behind me.

“Love how you gays snort your poppers,” he giggled as I took three long hits of the fresh bottle.

I put my ass up as high as I could and after he smeared lube on my cheeks and put some inside, he put the head of his gorgeous cock against my hole and slowly pushed in.

As my eyes rolled into the back of my head in complete pleasure I couldn’t help but picture this scene, here we were, almost the exact same age 45 year old men, two hot daddy types who have known each for almost their entire lives, never played as kids and now this, taking their childhood friendship to the next level.

“I don’t wanna hurt you,” he said softly as his cock dug in deeper and deeper.

“Fucking rape me, fucking rape this ass” was all I could mutter.

Careful what you wish for right?

For the rest of the night he fucked me hard all over the place in pretty much every position but, and maybe because he was straight, he always seemed to return to positions where he could dominate me.

On the floor, he pushed me against the wall beside the TV stand so I couldn’t move and pounded me hard from behind.

In bed, he would put his full weight onto my back to pin me down and slam into my ass.

If I was on my back he would compress my legs as far into my chest as I could take it and then did exactly what I begged for which was to rape my ass.

His cock felt so good inside me and at one point I caught him using his phone to take a video as he doggy styled me to which I said, “Careful there tiger, what if the wife finds that?”

“I’ll need a reminder of this pussy,” he smirked.

Now he had at this point been relentlessly fucking my ass for a good three hours with little breaks here and there to rest or a have a drink and when he announced he was getting close I let it be known that I wanted to taste his cum.

He had me flat out on my stomach this time and was kissing me while jack hammering away at my hole.

I was at this point screaming for his dick and he kept repeating over and over, “so fucking hot, so fucking hot, I am gonna flood that ass, first nut goes in deep, you can swallow another load later,” and with that he picked up the pace and then his body tightened and he pushed all 9” inside me.

“OH FUCK!” he cried out and I felt him spasm his load into my ass.

I could hardly move an inch as he held me tight and pumped those babies inside.

He was shaking and shuddering for what felt like an eternity and I was mumbling something about all the cum being dumped into me.

When he was finally done unloading into me, he let go of his embrace and rolled over.

His cock slurped out of my well fucked hole and I felt his seed drip down to my balls.

As I lay there catching my breath he hopped up from the bed and went behind me.

“Don’t want to waste these babies now do we,” he said as he scooped up the cum that was bubbling out of my hole.

“Here,” he said as he pushed a cum covered finger toward my mouth, “have a taste.”

Under any other circumstance I think I would have shouted something like “I FUCKING LOVE YOU” at this point because my ass was throbbing in pleasure and his cum tasted so unbelievably good.

He scooped up a few more dollops for me to swallow and after I finished licking his fingers he replaced them with his already hard dick which I greedily sucked to get a taste of more cum

From there, we fucked to the point of exhaustion and in pretty much the same dom/sub manner as before.

He gave me another load in the ass and the last one before we collapsed he pumped down my greedy throat which I have to say, is seriously some of the best tasting cum I have ever had.

I only remember faintly falling asleep with my head resting on his shoulder and when I woke up, it was my rock hard cock that woke me up but to my surprise, he was gone.

There was a note on his pillow.

“Sorry, had to run, 0730 shift. That was awesome. See you soon.”

I smiled and started to stroke my cock.

I hadn’t actually cum the whole time he fucked me so it didn’t take me long to bust a load up to my chin and without even cleaning up, I dozed back to sleep.

Incidentally, I slept through my planned morning meeting which was not pleasant for me or the client but in the end, it was totally worth it and I can’t wait to see him again which I hope is sooner than later.