Steven grew up in a small town in Nebraska and if you were not 100% Christian, straight as a board, married with children, you were a degenerate who was going to hell. Steven Carlson's inner thoughts, desires and opinions were kept to himself. He married a wonderful lady and pretended he was the all-American blond haired, blue eyed, masculine man.
When Steven's wife died in childbirth his whole world shattered. Now, he had to raise a child, Troy, by himself and continue being a productive member of the community. When he was transferred to the big city of Chicago, he still suppressed his homosexuality.
Years passed and when Troy, his son, came to him at 18 and disclosed that he was in fact gay, would he still love his son. I grabbed hold of him and just wept. Repeatedly I told him how much I loved him and how proud I was of him. But Steven still couldn't bring himself to tell his own son about being gay thou he suspected his son was gay too.
And then one day while Troy was cleaning his father's bedroom, he discovered a copy of Out Magazine and two gay porn DVDs. When Steven got home that night. Troy was sitting at the dining room looking out the window at the Tribune building. "Good day at work?"
"Yea. Did you have a nice day at school, son?"
"Yes, but Dad I could really use a car to go to school."
"No!"
And then with power in his voice Troy said. "Sit down." It was an order.
Steven looked at his son with pride. What a handsome young man and smart too. Blond curls, stunning eyes and that perfect mouth created by two plump lips. He had a flawless nose like his mother. Since father and son started working out together at the gym, a muscular physique had begun developing in both of men. With a sly smile he produced the Out magazines and the gay porno movies.
"Okay. Alright. Okay." His face flushed like a child caught stealing candy.
"Do you want to fill me in Dad?"
"Well, obviously ... I'm gay."
"And is there a reason when I came out to you, you did not reciprocate that information?"
"I have hidden in shadows my whole life. When I was younger. Back in the day if anyone found out you were gay you would be beaten to a pulp and shunned. I came from a small town."
"You're living in a big city, nobody cares anymore."
Then you came into my life. Your mom died. I had to work. I .. I ... had a boy to raise, keep you safe, keep a good job so I couldn't come out for your sake. Son of a gay single father! The schools would have loved that!"
Troy leaped to his feet and hugged his father. "You did all that for me!"
"Of course."
Troy leaped to his feet again and hugged his father.
"So, you're still a virgin, Dad? "
"Yeah. I guess I am."
"We have to fix that. I'm going out with my buddies. Why don't you come with?"
"... at 37 years old? I don't think so."
"You've never been with a man, have you?"
"No."
"You probably don't even know if you're a top or a bottom, do you?"
"Well, if you had done a better job of snooping around my bedroom, you would have found my dildo." I smiled. "My realistic rubber friend.""
They both started laughing.
"I'm passed that now. I'm sure bars are filled with men closer to your age and not mine."
"Wrong, you're only 37 years old. You're still very handsome, dad."
"No!"
"Self-esteem much? Come on dad. Come to Sidetracks with me tonight. Meet my friends."
"A gay bar? Naw, I have proposal to write for tomorrow. It's going to take a while."
"You know, Dad. You really don't know my gay side, not like my friends do. I am not to be messed with."
"You're threating me?" Steven laughed.
"Just telling you like it is. Come to the bar or get turned out."
"I've no idea what you are talking about, son."
Troy went to his room. There he called a friend of his. they chatted for a bit and then he put on a white thong and his tightest blue jeans, and a white tank top then went back to his father.
At the front door he turned back. "This is your last chance come with me or suffer the consequences."
"Have a good time with your friends."
"Suit yourself." And then he left with a sly smile.
Steven had a TV dinner and then went back to work sheading his pants and t-shirt
Around nine o'clock the doorbell rang. He got up and answered the door in his tighty-whities and t-shirt. There stood a man, no, a hunk, two inches taller than Steven standing in the doorway. He had wavy brown hair. Muscles were everywhere on the man's body. He wore a tight tank top and short shorts with a huge bulge in those short shorts.
"Can I help you?" Steven asked feeling his cock hardening.
"Damn, you're good looking." The stranger observed.
"Who are you?"
The stud didn't answer but got down on his knees pulled Steven's underwear down and engulfed his cock in seconds. The man sucked his cock, licking it aggressively for what seemed like an eternity. A moan came from Steven's lips. Then the man hands reached around and spread Steven's ass cheeks. His large fingers began massaging the Steven's virginal butthole. Another moan.
Without warning the man stood up and grabbed Steven planting a deep kiss on his mouth, his tongue deeply shoved into Stevens. "What ... the ..." The man spoke in a deep smokey voice.
'Where's the bedroom, you fucking hot man?"
Panting heavily Steven mumbled, "Down the hall."
The man picked Steven up and carried him into the bedroom. Once inside the man gently laid Steven on his back on the bed. Then shoved his massive cock in Steven's mouth who began kissing, licking and trying to swallow the man's large cock. He loved the feeling of that cock in his mouth. As he did this the man reached over and grabbed a tube of lube exactly where he was told it would be. He squirted some on his big cock. Then smeared a large amount on Steven's quivering hole.
"You're ... going to ... fuck ... me?"
That deep voice answered. "Do you want me to?"
"Fuck me, please. Please fuck me. My name is Steven."
"I'm Dick."
Dick guided his dick into the small pink hole and slowly sunk his cockhead into that waiting, begging orifice. Slowly but with purpose Steven howled as the top planted his entire cock all the way in. Steven moan and groaned as the dick expanded his horizon. The unknown man began passionately kissing Steven as Dick picked up his speed kissing Steven's neck. The bottom/the virgin grabbed the tight ass of his top and squeezed it making the man shiver in delight. Steven felt an orgasm rising up as the man began shaking.
The two men came at the same time both moaning loudly from abject pleasure. Both men panting.
"You are one tight mother fucker, Steven.. Would you like to go out with me to dinner tomorrow night?"
"Yes. Yes. I would."
"I'm forty. I'm not too old for you, am I?
"No. Not at all."
They kissed and fell asleep in each other's arms.
The very next day Steven went out and bought his son a car.
