Coming Home

Author's Note: Hey everyone, just wanted to say thank you to everyone who's been reading and enjoying my story. This is the first thing I've ever published and I hope you all like it so far. It's been a great release for my fantasies that involve my actual sexy, daddy neighbor. I've got three more chapters for this story and who knows what after that. Thanks again for reading and recommending Coming Home!

I came to, warm and comfortable as I felt Andrew’s solid arms snaking around me from behind and snuggling me close. I’d never actually woken up in someone else’s bed and I was just enjoying the feeling of sitting here with a man I was quickly growing attached to when I realized it must be getting super late. I looked at the clock on the side table and realized we’d been napping for nearly three hours. I turned back towards Andrew and gave him a light kiss, waking him up gently as I said, “Sorry sir, but I gotta go. My mom is gonna start wondering where the Hell I ran off to.”

He was just starting to wake up, but still he responded, “Well sport, why not just tell her you were seeing me? I always thought she was pretty trustworthy, at least from what I remember. Plus, if she knows, then you can actually spend the night here…with me.”

I was a bit surprised, since we’d agreed to keep things on the down low, but still, I replied. “Oh, well, sure. I guess I’ll tell her tonight, plus, knowing her, she’ll just be glad that I’m happy. And believe me, I’m very happy,” I said, giving him one more goodbye kiss as I backed away from the bed and started to put my clothes back on.

I realized my chest and stomach was still covered in dried cum and I smelled heavily of sweat, but I figured I’d just hop in the shower before she could ask any questions. Still, I went in the bathroom and used a rag to get most off it off, just in case. Passing by the mirror, I looked like a mess. My hair stood up in a tangled disarray, so I smoothed it down as best I could before heading out. Closing the door behind me, I had a dumb smile across my face as I ran right into someone on the other side of the door.

“Charlie? What the hell are you doing here?”

 Fuck. I found myself standing right in front of Hunter, Andrew’s son. He was holding a small bag of stuff and I could just see inside a handful of snacks and what looked a small stack of movies. I guess he was coming by to offer up a peace offering with his dad and I knew if I didn’t give a proper warning, Andrew was about to be in even deeper shit with his son. I wasn’t exactly thrilled about what I needed to do, but I knew it was important to Mr. Macmillan, so I sucked it up.

In the loudest, most obnoxious, and over the top voice I could manage, I went full camp and gave him a quick hug, nearly shouting, “OH MY GOD! Hunter, it is so good to see you. I just heard your dad moved in so I came up to say hi, but he didn’t tell me you were coming over too!”

Being so close to the door, I could hear the muffled thump as I knew Andrew had heard the shout and I could just picture him throwing on some clothes and trying to stash any evidence of our recent activities. However, I could also feel Hunter stiffen under my arms, and I let go, backing away just a bit so he couldn’t think too much about why I smelled like I’d just run laps around a strip club. The look on his face was priceless, as he seemed genuinely shocked to see me, but I will admit, he played it off well before he spoke up.

“Uh, yeah, I figured I’d surprise him with a movie night,” he seemed to take in my appearance for the first time and his eyes narrowed just the slightest bit as he continued. “So, what exactly were you doing over here?”

I chuckled a bit, “Well, I live right downstairs and I saw your dad getting a bunch of stuff delivered and offered to help set it up. I wasn’t sure if he’d even remember me to be honest, but we just finished setting up his tv, so you should be good to go on that movie night, haha.” I was panicking at this point, cause I had no idea how often Andrew talked with his son and he might have already told him about his new set up, but it seemed like he was buying it for now. I was wracking my brain for something else to stall him with when the door opened behind us and Mr. Macmillan stepped out, looking far more presentable than I. He’d thrown on a tight pair of cotton shorts and a heavily faded t-shirt that clung tight to his barrel chest, making it difficult for me to think straight, but I persevered.

He was about to speak up, when I interrupted, “Well, Hunter, Mr. Macmillan, I guess I will leave you both to it,” I turned back towards Andrew and continued, “I really hope your tv set up works, I know it was a bit of a pain to put together, but I think you should be all set going forward.”

Andrew realized I was giving him an out and he took it. “Yeah, thanks for the help, kiddo. Guess I’ll see you around some other time,” he said falteringly, not totally passing it off, but I’m sure he could figure out a better story when he and Hunter were alone.

“Well…bye guys. Enjoy the movie,” and I hastily retreated down the hallway, careful to avoid showing off my backside too much, as I could feel Andrew’s cum slowly starting to make its way down my legs. I raced down the stairs and made it home in record time, and before I could deal with another awkward interaction with my own family, I locked the bathroom door behind me and made sure I showered away all evidence of my afternoon with Mr. Macmillan.

***

Freshly cleaned and wearing clothes not absolutely soaked with the scent and remains of sex, I made my way to the front of our apartment and found my mom busy cooking away in the kitchen.

“Well, there you are, guess Andrew must have made you work pretty hard if you needed a shower when you got back, huh?”

I laughed and muttered under my breath, “You ain’t kidding.” I told her about how we’d been hanging out and watching a bunch of stuff in his home theater set up and that I really liked hanging out with him.

“Well good for you! I always felt bad for him, he always seemed far too nice to have ended up with Lucy. And I’m sure he appreciates the company. I remember how lonely I felt after my divorce and I sure could have used a friend around then.”

My stomach dropped as I realized I didn’t like being referred to as his friend. I was his boyfriend, so I steeled myself as I figured now was as good a time as any to bring up our new relationship.

“Well, uh, what if I was a bit more than a friend with Mr. Macmillan…” I couldn’t bring myself to look at her, afraid she’d freak out. She’d been pretty accepting of me being gay, but I had never discussed any relationships I’d had with her, not that there was really much to tell. Hell, I’d barely even talked about past crushes before and now I was telling her I was sleeping with my old friend’s father. It took her a moment, but she slowly put down the spoon she’d been stirring with and turned to look at me.

“Oh…so, is he like your boyfriend?” her voice didn’t waiver and gave no real hint about her underlying thoughts, but I replied with a simple, “Yes ma’am.”

Next thing I knew she’d wrapped her arms around me and was giving me a big hug.

“Oh sweetie, I’m so happy for you. He seems like a great man. I thought something might have been going on with you two, but I wasn’t quite sure. You just seemed so happy every time you came back from his place. And if anyone can make my baby happy, them I’m happy.” She turned a bit serious for a moment though and continued, “Just be careful sweetie, I don’t want you to get hurt.”

“Mom, he’s amazing, I don’t think I have to worry about that. Although, I do kind of worry about his family finding out,” and I explained the situation about us going slow and not coming out to his ex-wife and son yet. I even told her about what just happened with Hunter, but she just laughed it off.

“Sweetie, that boy wasn’t always the brightest, to be honest. I’m sure he was confused, but I’d guess by now, Andrew has told him a little fib to keep him away from the truth, at least for now.”

I was glad she’d taken the news so well and throughout dinner I’d told her about how we’d gotten to know each other over the past few weeks and about how we were gonna plan our first real date soon. I was explaining to her the idea I had about that, when my phone buzzed and I saw the text from Andrew.

So sorry about that. He’s still here and we’re gonna hang out for a bit, but I’ll call you when he leaves tonight. Thx for the warning! (Kissy face)

  I smiled to myself and was excited to hear from him later, but for now, I was content with telling my mom all about the wonderful guy I was seeing and how I planned to surprise him on our first date.

***

“So, Andrew, I think it’s time we get everything out in the open, okay?” I asked, sitting on his couch as we had been cuddling and watching tv for the past little bit.

“What do you mean, sport?”

“Well, last week I accidently let you see one of my kinks and you said we’d talk about it all later and I have to admit, I’ve been dying to know what exactly you meant, so I figured now was as good a time as any to bring it up. I’ve got a handful of things I really enjoy and I really want to know how I can make everything better for you.”

He took a second and paused the tv, his arm still holding me close to his chest and I could smell his manly musk as my head was so close to his arm pits. I’d already found out about his love of having his beefy body worshipped, but I needed to know more.

“Alright, I’ll be honest, I was never really able to bring all this up when I was married, cause Lucy was pretty boring in bed, but before I’d married her, I was just starting to explore some interesting things. How about this, we each take turns telling the other person something we find hot?”

“Deal, how about you go first though? Only seems fair since I kind of revealed one already,” I said, chuckling close to his chest.

“Same here bud, I really liked it when you sniffed and licked everywhere, but I can give you another one. I get really turned on by guys with athletic gear on. Short shorts, jockstraps, baseball hats, long socks, the works. It drives me crazy, honestly.”

“Fuck, me too. That was on my list. And to be fair, I kind of blame you for that one,” I said lightly.

“Really?”

“Oh yeah. I figured you knew honestly, that’s why I loved watching all those soccer matches at your house when I was younger. The guys on tv were hot, but your jersey and shorts were even hotter.”

“Mmm, I’ll remember that for sure. They might be a bit tight, but I still gotta lot of that stuff stashed away somewhere. Now, your turn.”

I figured I should do something a bit tamer and delve into more “out there” territory later, so I settled on a really easy one to start with.

“I love all the little names you have for me. Every single time you call me kiddo, sport, boy, son, anything. It really drives me crazy. It just makes me feel closer to you for some reason. And to be totally honest, with the whole sports talk we just had, I think it would be fun to roleplay as a coach and player sometime.”

I could hear the quick intake of breath from him before he gave a small kiss and said softly, “Fuck, I’d really like that buddy.” He thought for another moment before he continued, “This one isn’t too strange, but I think it would be really hot to get a blowjob while I work or do something totally unrelated to you sucking me off. Like me enjoying a cup of coffee in the morning and you naked, on your knees,” he kind of stumbled for a second, “Not that I don’t like or want to reciprocate, but I think it would just be…” and I cut him off by putting a finger to his mouth.

“Uh uh, there is no judgement here, right? Say whatever you want. We can discuss limits and things later. This is just us being open to each other right now, okay?”

He gave a simple nod, but the lust in his eyes was unmistakable as he was starting to get excited by all this talk of sex. I was too, but I wanted to get more out of him so I could really make him squirm later.

“How do you feel about leather? I’ve always found it to be really exciting, but I’ve never really owned anything myself. In college I used to go to the gay bar for leather night, but was too scared to go home with anyone. Still, those nights of being surrounded by leather bears fueled a lot of my jerk off sessions.”

“Fuck, boy, that does sound hot. I’m not gonna lie, I didn’t really know what a bear was until you showed up here. I, uh, did a lot of video research after I first saw you and I found some of them with bears and guys like us. They were really fucking sexy, but I like the littler ones though, cubs, like you. There was some leather thrown in those videos and I liked it too.”

I felt my face flush as I couldn’t believe he’d looked up gay porn after he saw me again. I’d never had someone tell me they thought I was that hot before, and to hear it from Andrew made it way better. He seemed to be thinking even harder, before he spoke up again, “Gotta be honest, that’s about it for me. I don’t have that much experience when it comes to this kind of thing, but I’ve been watching a lot of videos lately and reading some more stuff about what it means to be in a relationship with a guy, so who knows what else I might like down the road. But I think that’s what I really like about being with you, I get to try everything new and I know you won’t judge me for being some old fart,” he said, chuckling to himself.

I laughed along with him, excited that we’d gotten to talk about everything, but there was one more thing I needed to ask him about.

“So, this doesn’t really have anything to do with kinks or sex, well…not completely anyways. But I was wondering, what were you doing this next weekend?”

“Well, my normal answer would be this,” said, giving my ass a nice slap, “but I don’t think that’s exactly what you meant,” he said, laughing at his own joke. He thought for a minute before continuing, “I don’t think I’ve got anything planned yet, why? What did you have in mind, sport?”

“I wanted to take you on our first date, actually. I kind of want it to be a bit of a surprise, but it would take us a few hours away, so I thought we might stay overnight. Does that sound okay to you, sir?”

“Of course. Now you’ve got me all excited about what it could be,” he said, giving me a small tickle, just trying to tease me and my god was it working. I started squirming in his grasp, but he just held on tighter as I laughed loudly before I started panting too, as he was quickly making me feel out of breath. He stopped his tickling and moved his hands from my side down below, caressing the front of my shorts and making my hard cock stand out against the tight fabric.

“You know, I wouldn’t mind helping us explore one of those kinks right now, if you’re up for it sir?”

He gave a little growl before pulling me up. “Lead the way.”

I grabbed his hand and pulled him away from the couch, but instead of turning towards the bedroom, I guided him back towards his office. He had a large, wooden desk pushed up against a wall, flanked by two tall bookshelves filled with all sorts of comic books, fantasy novels, and the like. I pulled the chair out from the desk and gently pushed him down to take a seat, as he glanced back up at me, his eyebrow cocked.

“I seem to remember I was gonna have to sit in the living room later, as you had an important conference call to make this afternoon, right?”

His eyes went wide and he shook his head yes, seeming to realize were this was heading. I watched as his hard cock gave a strong twitch underneath his khakis, rapidly growing hard.

“Well, I know this might be a bit risky, but how about I keep you company for your company call? No reciprocation, just me, on my knees, worshipping you as you Zoom with your coworkers. I promise, I won’t do anything to make you scream or feel pain, but you can bet that I’m gonna make you cum for me on camera. What do you say sir?”

He quickly got up from the chair and grabbed the sides of my face, pulling me in for a deep, passionate kiss before speaking, “Fuck, kid, what have I gotten myself into?” He chuckled a bit to himself before I pushed him back into the chair and ran to get some supplies before he jumped on the call. As I left the room, I could feel the hole he was burning in the back of my tight shorts as he watched my ass turn the corner. Smiling to myself, I knew I was about to get some payback for our time on the couch.

***

I made sure I was comfortable hunched underneath the desk, my knees cushioned a bit by one of the towels I brought with me to make sure I didn’t leave too much of a mess on Andrew’s floor. Not that I planned to let anything he gave me go to waste, but still, better to be prepared. The soft terry material of the towel felt good against my naked legs, and while I thought I’d be cold considering I’d lost every stitch of clothing before crawling between Mr. Macmillan’s knees, I could only feel the warmth radiating out from his thighs and crotch, as I scooted in closer. I could just see the edge of his face above me as he gave one final, wavering breath before clicking the button to join the call. Showtime, baby.

I didn’t wanna start off too strong, considering I was gonna be here for at least half an hour, so I started off by slowly giving his feet a nice massage. I’d made fun of him for wearing these truly hideous argyle socks, but he laughed and told me he only broke them out for important meetings, said they brought him good luck. He was going to feel just how lucky he truly was in a bit, as I carefully kneaded his large feet. I focused on a small knot at the arch of his foot and knew I’d struck a nerve, as he curled all his toes in and quickly stiffened, as I expertly applied pressure and eased the knot loose.

I slowly ran my hands up his legs, reaching my way up into his jeans and drew the socks off, giving them a long sniff before tossing them aside for the real thing. I’d never really thought about feet being sexy before, but considering it was Andrew, I found everything about him to be fucking god-like. Leaning my head down further, I gave small kisses on the soles of his feet, before moving up to each toe. We hadn’t discussed this in our lists earlier, but he clearly enjoyed it, as I felt him curl his toes even further in an attempt to focus on something other than the pleasure I knew had to be coursing through him at this point.

I slowly scooted his chair just a bit closer to me while guiding one of his feet closer to my own cock. I just wanted him to feel how much precum I was leaking as I reached up and began to unzip his jeans, clearly bulging and distended from the raging erection I could see through the tan fabric. Thank god he wasn’t wearing underwear or else it might have been more difficult to work his cock through the fly of his jeans, but still, I had to withhold a moan of my own as I saw his huge, drooling member just inches from my face.

Suddenly, I heard a voice directly address Andrew, coming from the monitor speakers, as a man’s voice asked him about for more details on some upcoming proposal. Andrew had just started to reply when I made my move, immediately swallowing his cock as far down my throat as I could at such an odd angle. My head bumped into the bottom of the desk as I felt his thighs suddenly spams and flail out, overcome with the sudden sensations around his cock head.

Andrew continued speaking, and did pretty well for a guy getting his throbbing erection deepthroated under his desk, but I knew I really needed to seal the deal. I reached up into the hole of his jeans and grabbed on tightly to his balls. Not enough to cause pain, but enough to feel just how heavy they were with his load that was begging to be released. I heard him moan a really quiet, “Oh fuck,” above me, and luckily it seemed that no one heard him as he kept going on about supply quantities and upcoming product launches.

I took each of his balls in my mouth one at a time, savoring the salty flavor they’d accumulated after being trapped in his pants all day. That was something I loved about Mr. Macmillan. He was so hairy all over his body that he usually got hot easier than most people, and the ripe, manly scent that emanated from him was so intoxicating that I just closed my eyes and sniffed his crotch for a solid five minutes, just moving back and forth between each of his oversized balls, licking, sniffing, and kissing every inch of him available to me.

I was drawn out of my scent fueled trance by something wet on my cheek and I opened my eyes and pulled back, watching a trail of precum gush from the tip of his cock. I knew he had to be close so I grabbed his shaft and using the slick liquid now coating his dick, I gently rubbed up and down, teasingly at first. Opening my mouth, I started licking around his head, moving my tongue over, around, and even gently nudging at the slit of his cock, drawing out even more of his precum. I’d shown him over these past few weeks that I could clearly deep throat him and while I knew he liked the feeling of shooting deep down inside me, I figured I’d change it up a bit, and as I felt his sac draw up close to his body, I jerked him faster, egging him on.

I could feel him fighting to stay still and his feet gently flailed around, smacking into my cock and sending a wave of pleasure over me at the sudden force. I closed my eyes and waited just a few seconds before I felt the first volley of his cum land across my face, painting the upper half of my head in his thick, warm load. There was a gentle thump as his body slumped back deeper into his chair after the sudden release and I could tell he felt at ease, no longer worried about being exposed. I sat there for a minute, slowly licking the bits of cum that had landed close to my mouth, but I was careful not to wipe off anything yet. I wanted him to see me covered in his cum.

I’d sort of slumped back down, trying to get in a more comfortable position to wait for him to end the call, when I felt him start nudging my body with his foot once more, trailing his toes over my crotch before he made contact with my still rock-hard cock poking out from between my legs. I was about to go back to massaging them, when he moved his other leg too, bringing his other foot up to meet my cock, creating a vice like grip on my dick with both of his feet before he gently moved them up and down, slowly stroking me off.

Damn did it feel good, the firm pressure as my small cock was sandwiched between his much larger feet, and it wasn’t long before I knew I was going to shoot too. I reached out and gently tapped his lower leg, but this only encouraged him and he tried to speed up the process, making the warmth and pressure in my cock grow before I felt him stop suddenly. He kept one foot on my cock, using his toes to caress up and down my shaft, but his other foot moved its way lower, nudging my sac. He applied more pressure, creating an intense flair of pain and pleasure before I couldn’t hold it in any longer. He kept pressing down on my ball sac and forced the cum to shoot out even harder from my cock. I watched as my load arced up and hit the bottom of the desk, leaving a large splatter before the second shot actually reached up and splattered against his thigh, just under the edge of the desk.

It was by far the most intense orgasm I’d ever had and I lost count of how many times I shot, watching as a pool of semen just gathered around the base of my cock. Some of it even dripped down from where I’d hit the bottom of the desk, just adding to the growing mess across my naked body. While most of it got caught by my hairy chest, I was thankful that I’d placed a towel underneath me as I knew this would have been a bitch to clean, but still, I just basked in the moment before leaning down completely on my back. I knew I’d be down here for another few minutes, but I just gave a gentle sigh, his foot still gently moving my cock back and forth as he continued on with the meeting.

***

About ten minutes later, I heard the gentle beep signaling the end of the call and heard the wheels of the desk chair roll faintly across the floor, as Andrew just gave out a loud, pleasant sigh of relief.

“Fuck! That has to have been the biggest load I’ve shot in years kid,” he said, as he bent down and slowly helped me up from my position under the desk. He held my face in his palms, slowly rubbing circles with his thumbs across my cheeks and moving around the drying cum that was still all over me. “Damn, I really did a number on you, huh?” he said, giving a little chuckle.

“Did you like it, sir? I wasn’t sure if I went too far, but I just wanted to give you something special.”

Still holding my head, he tilted my face up just a bit before he leaned down and gave a gentle kiss to my forehead. “Buddy, that was the probably the hottest thing anyone has ever done for me. But you gotta know, no matter what, the only thing that ever matters to me is that I get to do it with you.” He said, moving from kissing my forehead to meeting my lips. I could taste the faint, salty flavor of his load still on his lips, and we shared what little he’d collected from my face back and forth in a passionate kiss.

I don’t know exactly what had changed, but as I opened my eyes and took in Andrew Macmillan before me, I realized that this was a lot more than just a normal relationship. I’d dated in the past, but nothing for too long, as most men lost interest when I didn’t wanna have sex before I really got to know them. But here, with Andrew, it all felt right. I felt like I’d finally found someone who actually saw me. The real me, and before I could think better of it, I quietly spoke up as we broke the kiss.

“I love you, Andrew.”

In my head, I knew it was ridiculous. We’d only been together for about a month at this point and we hadn’t even really gone on a date yet, but I just knew. I loved how excited he got about his movies and passions. I loved how he lit up the room whenever he spoke and how he could make me laugh. I loved how excited he was when we were together and how he trusted me to share in all these new experiences with him. I loved him, plain and simple.

At first, he was silent and I was truly afraid I’d overstepped. It wasn’t even that I wanted an over the top, proclamation of love in return, but I just was afraid I might scare him off and lose him. I dropped my gaze, afraid to meet his, but I felt his powerful arms reach around me. He pulled me close and dipped slightly, moving his arm under my leg and sweeping me up in one fluid movement. I hung there, cradled in his arms as he looked down at me with a fiery intensity.

“I love you too, Charlie.” And he carried me back to his bedroom, for a night of passion as we explored our newfound love for one another even further.