My College Buddy's 18 year-old Son

MY COLLEGE BUDDY’S  SON - 2

By Mighty Mouth

            To summarize the first episode: My name is Bobby. My best college buddy phoned me to ask if his 18 year old son Richard could stay with me for a few days. Naturally I agreed, even though I have only a double bed. A six foot handsome guy arrived at my apartment, and I got to suck his cock in bed the very first night. And he has a big one.

            Since I arise early, I quietly got out of bed at six a.m. the morning after our adventure the previous night. I am a supervisor in a warehouse that opens at 8 a.m., and I like to have a leisurely breakfast, so I get up early. I decided to prepare my favorite breakfast for Richard. It’s a ham and cheddar cheese omelet, with freshly ground black pepper, garlic powder, and cream.  I then fry it in a buttered skillet. Not for someone on a diet. But it is delicious. Try it sometime.

            I woke up a still very sleepy Richard at 6:30 a.m and I told  him that breakfast was ready. I offered freshly-squeezed orange juice, which he accepted. I gave him a choice between Irish breakfast tea, my favorite, and instant coffee. He choose the coffee. Since I leave for work at 7:30, this gave us an hour to chat. We were both too tired the night before, as he arrived at 10:00 after a long day’s drive.

            At breakfast, he seemed relaxed, and wore only his bikini shorts, with his snake re-coiled inside the skimpy garment. I asked him what his plans were for the day, and gave him the keys to my apartment. He said that his Dad still had lots of contacts in the city and that he had scheduled an appointment with KFC as a supervisor.

            “Do you have the experience?” I queried.

            “No, but my dad has pull. It’s kinda on the job training. After the job interview I will start looking for an apartment.”

            I got back home that day at 4:30, my usual time. I sat on the small terrace in front of my apartment to sip a champagne. I live in a four storey apartment building, with two apartments per floor, including the ground floor. Unfortunately the apartment buildings across the street  are my only view. But I can get a breath of fresh air from time to time.

            Richard arrived at 5:00 p.m., looking a bit worn out. “So how did your day go,” I asked.

            “Well, I got the job at KFC and start tomorrow. My hours will be the same as yours except that I work till 4:30 p.m.”

            “So what did you do the rest of the day, my boy?”

            “I bought a newspaper went to look at apartments.  Even a small furnished studio costs a fortune.”

            I replied, “Yes, this is an expensive city. But you are welcome to stay here as long as you like.”

            “I’ll take you up on that, but how can I repay you?”

            I laughed, “You already know the answer to that question.” He grinned from ear to ear. I was liking this boy more everyday.

            “Changing the subject, what do you want for dinner?” I asked. “I usually eat very little, as my two big meals are breakfast at home, and lunch in a greasy spoon near my warehouse. I could use a slice of pizza, but that’s about it.”

            “Sounds like a great idea,” he responded. “Let me pay for the pizza.”

            “OK, the number for pizza delivery is on my desk.” He phoned, then said, “Be here in twenty minutes.”

            In exactly 20 minutes the bell rang and he went downstairs to pay for the pizza. When he returned and opened the box, he had ordered the works. The pizza had every topping imaginable.

            I laid out two plates on the table, a glass of wine for me, and he chose coca-cola. He devoured the pizza like he hadn’t eaten in a week. I had forgotten how much growing teenagers can eat. He explained that he planned to study physical chemistry. I had no idea what that subject was about, and didn’t bother to ask. He said that he was anxious to join a health club. I mentioned that there was one just three and a half blocks from the house, and he could walk there, but didn’t know whether it would be up to his standards. I am a member there, but I go only on week-ends, since I’m as bit lazy, and need to do more work-outs. I explained this to Richard, and he offered to help me with stretching exercises. This boy is so helpful!

            Once we finished I told him I was going to sit on the terrace and sip a brandy and smoke a cigar. He said he’d watch TV. Some neighbors complained about my cigars, but I was smoking on my terrace and in the open air, and not in their apartment. So screw them.

            At 9:30 I came back in to take a shower and prepare for bed. I put on only my shorts and crawled into bed. About ten after ten he took a shower, and came out of the bathroom stark naked, with his long slong hanging half way to his knees. No hiding anything this time!

            He got into bed, turned on his side toward me, and immediately blurted, “I’m ready when you are!” Naturally I was thrilled to the core about how quickly he had adapted to my superior blow jobs. So tonight became a repeat of our first night, but this time he really enjoyed face-fucking my expert mouth, forcefully pushing my head up and down on his throbbing dick. I never dreamed that this macho boy would enjoy a blow job so much.

            Just as last night, he shot his load quickly, then thanked me for the pleasure. I thanked him, and we both fell asleep, satisfied.

To be continued...