Friends Dad

I went to my friends house a few times the following month and each time if his dad was home, he mainly ignored me other than a quick hello and he seemed a little embarrassed then. I figured he just wanted to forget what had happened so I made no attempt to do anything more than return his hello’s. To be truthful I would have liked for him to do more. I had a very selective memory at that age and had quickly forgotten any of the bad points of what he’d done and only remembered how nice his cock had looked and felt and I had jacked off to the memory several times. In my memory I was the one that had been in charge and had sucked him by my choice.

It had been over a month and I was walking down the dirt road headed to the river to do some fishing when I heard car coming down the road behind me. I turned to look and immediately got a little thrill when I recognized his truck coming toward me. He pulled up beside me and asked if I wanted a ride. I told him I was just going to the river to do a little fishing and he smiled and said he knew that because his son had mentioned that I would be going and he wasn’t able to join me because him and his mom were going to visit relatives that day. I got another thrill when he told me that this was the third trip he’d made between my house and river. It excited me to realize that he’d been driving back and forth looking for me and I knew he had something else in mind besides fishing.

When I got into his truck, he told me that he’d intended on doing some fishing himself and asked if I minded going to his favorite spot. When he turned off the main road, I knew he was headed to a spot way back in the woods where few people ever went. He asked if I’d ever been to the place and I told him I had but didn’t see the need in adding that another guy had taken me to the same spot for what I was hoping would be the same reason. I will admit I was a little disappointed when he didn’t do anything but talk about fishing the rest of the way to the river, maybe I was wrong and all he really wanted to do was go fishing. Once we were at the river, he basically ignored me while he got his pole out of the truck and walked down to the river. We set our lines out and sat on the bank just watching the river. After a bit he told me that he was sorry for the way he had treated me the last time we’d met and that if I was interested in doing something again, he would promise not to be so rough. When I told him that it was OK, he asked if I had enjoyed it even though he had been rough, I admitted that I had enjoyed at least part of it and he wanted to know which parts. I knew my face was getting red so I just kept looking at the river when I told him that I had really like seeing his cock and getting to touch it. He leaned back against the tree we were sitting under and asked how many cocks I had seen before his and how many of the ones I had seen that I sucked. It was embarrassing to have him talk so bluntly about it but in a way, it was very exciting at the same time. It was easy to answer his questions as long as I didn’t look at him and I answered as truthfully as I could. The one thing he asked about which I would not answer was who the guys were, after that he just wanted me to go into detail of what I’d done or had done to me.

Even though it was still embarrassing I was able to go into the details because my first guy had really gotten off on nasty talk and had given me quite a bit of experience. It was pretty easy to just close my eyes and relive what had happened which he seemed to really enjoy. The more we talked the nastier he got, wanting me to describe how a cock felt in my hands and my mouth and who I had jacked off or who had cum in my mouth the first time. He finally got around to asking if I’d ever had a cock in my ass, actually he asked if I’d ever had a hard cock shoved up my little ass. When I told him yes, he wanted to know all about that, how big it was, did I like it, did he cum in me, all the details. After I had answered all his questions and he got quite I finally looked over to find that he’d taken his cock out sometime during our talk and was sitting there with his eyes closed, stroking it. He only had his pants unzipped so I could only see his cock. It looked bigger than I remembered it. He had his hand wrapped around the shaft and the head still stuck up at least a couple of inches past that. It had a nice mushroom head that seemed to swell every time he stroked down. I hadn’t had the chance to really get a good look at it the first time and I saw that the head was wider than the shaft, no wonder he gagged me when he was fucking my mouth!

When I looked back up at him, he was smiling at me and asked if I wanted to touch his cock. I reached over and wrapped my hand around it and started stroking it. It felt so good in my hand, smooth, soft and hard all at the same time. I would have been happy to jack him off or maybe even put it back in my mouth but he sat up and told me to take my clothes off. I got worried a little at that. He was back in his “take charge” mode and I remembered what happened the last time he’d told me to take them off. Worried or not I did it anyway. He watched until I was naked and sitting back down before he stood up and took his off. As soon as he was naked, he took a step over to stand in front of me. He didn’t say anything, just stood there with his hard cock pointed at my face. I took it in one hand and cupped his big hairy balls the other. I was memorized but the way the head of his cock swelled he I stroked it and the weight of his balls in my other hand. This had been what I’d wanted to do the first time but never got the chance. This time he just stood there and let me play with him until I leaned forward and licked the tip. As soon as my tongue touched it, he thrust forward but this time I was able to pull back. When I looked up at him, he said he was sorry and held still again. I leaned back forward and this time I took the head in my mouth and swirled my tongue around it. My first guy had spent a lot of time teaching me how to suck his cock and I was pretty proud of my “talent” and eager o show it off.

I took more of him and was rewarded with hearing him moan but this time I kept a firm grip on his shaft just to make sure I only got as much of it as I wanted. I rolled his balls around in my hand as I started moving my head back and forth. I could hear his breathing speeding up as I sucked him and was thinking that I was going to be able to get him to cum pretty quick when he put his hands on my shoulders and pushed me back off his cock. I looked up to see what the problem was and he said we needed to slow down because he didn’t want to cum to quick. I smiled and told him he could always do it more than once. He smiled back and said he was planning on it but wanted it to last anyway.

He lay down beside me and pulled me over on top of him, I wasn’t sure what position he wanted me in and tried to move around where I could get to his cock but he turned me the other way with my knees on each side of his face. I’d never been in the “69” position before but his cock was right there and I didn’t think about anything else. Imagine my surprise when I took his cock in my mouth and felt him doing the same to mine! I had never had my cock sucked before! The most I’d got was having it rubbed a little as I was sucking someone or while they were fucking me, I’d never even had anyone jack me off before! It felt so good I wanted to return the favor and took as much of his cock as I could! I was afraid I was going to cum very quickly and wanted him to do the same.

This was turning out to be the best I’d ever had! He had both hands on my ass, rubbing, squeezing and pulling my cheeks apart. I almost came when he slipped a finger and just rubbed it across my hole! I felt almost like touching a live electric wire the way the shock went through me. I was bobbing my head and trying to suck as much of him as possible and almost lost my rhythm when he did that. I did loose it when he pulled his mouth off my cock, spread my cheeks and starting licking my hole. It felt so good that I totally stopped sucking and lay there enjoying the feel. It felt like he was trying to stick his tongue in me as he squeezed my cheeks and pulled me open. Even though it felt so good I started sucking him harder hoping he would take my cock back in his mouth. When he took his mouth away from my ass, I thought he was going to resume sucking me but he rolled me over on my back, flipped around and stuck his arms under my legs. The next thing I knew he had my legs spread up and out as far as they would go and the head of his cock pushing at my asshole. I really wanted him to suck me some more and wasn’t sure I was ready to take his cock in m ass but it was at the point like it had been the first time, he was at the point where there was no stopping him from getting what he wanted and this time he wanted my ass. I did my best to relax and reached down under me to take his shaft in my hand so I could at least have a little control of how much he stuck in me. I knew I was going to get fucked it just depended on how rough I got it. He took his cock in his hand to guide it to my hole and started pushing until the head finally slid in. This was always the most painful time, when it first went in and I was preying that he didn’t just shove it all in at once. I was pleasantly surprised when he stopped as soon as the head was in and just held it there. He must have been watching me as I lay there with my eyes squeezed shut and biting my lip as I worked to get used to the pain because he didn’t move until I moved my hand off his shaft. He asked if I was alright and when I nodded, he slid another inch into me and held it there for a minute, When I only groaned, he started sliding the rest in me and didn’t stop until his balls were pushing against my cheeks. He held it there without moving until I started moving my hips a little then he drew it back till just the head was in me before sliding it back in. By now the pain had stopped and it had started feeling good enough for me to reach as far down as I could on his hips and pull him toward me. He took that as an OK and started stroking it in and out.

I moved my arms back up and wrapped them around his back. I could feel his chest hair rubbing against my chest which was a feeling I loved. He was pumping me slow but as his breathing speeded up so did his strokes. He reached under me to take my ass in his hands and would pull me up as he drove in. It was feeling so good that I knew I was going to cum without even touching my cock. He slid forward onto his knees and took my ankles in his hands to push my legs higher and wider as he started to pound me harder. I could feel his balls slapping against my cheeks every time he drove it in and from the spend and his ragged breathing, I knew he was getting ready to cum in me. He took another few strokes until he drove it me so hard it slid me back and let out a huge groan as he came deep in me.

He held me up until he was finished then took his arms from under my legs and collapsed on top of me. His weight was on me but it wasn’t uncomfortable especially since he still had his cock inside me. As he lay there catching his breath, I felt his cock getting soft until it finally slipped out and I could feel his cum running down my crack. He rolled over off me after a bit and I lay there with my legs open, feeling the cool air and my overheated ass and his cum still leaking out of me. He moved me over against him till my head was on his arm and placed his other hand on my stomach. As we lay there snuggled together, he moved his hand down to my cock and felt where I had come on my stomach. He committed that I must really like being fucked to make me cum.

He was true to his word about coming more than once. We spent the rest of the day there swimming and playing. I him sucked off and he fucked me again before we finally headed home. When he dropped me off close to my house, he handed me another 20 even though I didn’t ask. I was beginning to like this getting paid for something that I loved to do and would have gladly done for free. He must have thought it was worth it because the last thing he said as I got out of his truck was that he was already looking forward to next time.