7 Minutes in Heaven
He was smiling at me. Just me. Not looking around nervously. Not rushing off. He fixed his own hat, pulling it down a bit over his perfect looking eyebrows and gave me a wide smile. He was handsome, in a muscle bear sort of way, pushing his big hands into his shorts pockets, standing there in his work boots, showing off his amazing legs as he watched me adjust myself.
“You okay?” He asked me again and I felt a tinge of something pull at me, hearing those simple words from someone long ago that I had dismissed too early.
I nodded, feeling a swell of emotions as he stood staring at me. “Is that why you waited? To see if I was okay?”
He chewed his lips for a moment, before he shrugged. “Yes.” He rocked back and forth on his boots slowly, eying the parking lot around him now. “I saw you getting out of your car. So when the others came back and you didn’t I was a little worried. I was about to go back and make sure when you came out.”
I squinted at him and folded my arms across my chest and leaned against my car. “Well…thanks.” I said, but he didn’t move. “I’m okay. Honestly.”
He gave me a sad sort of smile and then he looked down at the gravel and kicked at it for a minute. “Okay then.”
He turned to move away before I stopped him. “Hey.” He stopped and looked over his shoulder, making him look even more handsome in the night. “I’m Brian by the way.”
He inhaled deeply and nodded. “Jameson.”
My eyebrows went up. “Like the Irish Whisky?”
He laughed and nodded, kicking at the dirt some more. “The very same.”
“Well…you tasted better.” I said with a wicked grin.
He blushed, and looked down, rocking on his boots again. “Well, I hope so. Because you….” He breathed in deeply again and then let out a long, low, “fuuuucccckkkkk” before he stopped moving and met my eyes again. “Seriously. You are fucking beautiful. I’d love to spend a night with you.”
I felt a tug in my loins again already, remembering the way he touched me, and kissed me, and spoke to me. Very different than BuiltDadTop1. Very different than many actually. Since Joe.
I cocked my head sideways and lifted my chin up. “So, how’d you know about this tonight?”
He looked away nervously. “Oh, I’ve chatted with BuiltDadTop1 for a while. We share similar interests, although he’s done more than I ever have. I’m not as experienced as you guys. So he suggested I come and watch to see if I liked what we talked about. I mostly just chat online and jerk off. Never really get to…uh…do stuff.”
I listened, watching him. He seemed shy suddenly, even more nervous. “Are you married?”
He pushed his lips out and then nodded slowly. “Aren’t we all?”
“So you’re on the site then?”
He nodded again, more direct. “He pointed out your profile to me. Told me he was fucking you whenever he could because you were so fucking hot.” He smiled shyly again. “I have to be honest, you sounded almost too good to be true.”
I looked at him rather cockily. “Yeah? Did I live up to my profile?”
He made a sound that emanated from his throat. “And then some.” He kicks at the dirt again. “Sorry if…well, you know I hurt you there. I wasn’t planning on fucking you…but you just sort of…” he shrugged again and looked up at me. “Well you felt so good. I couldn’t stop. I’ve never….” He chewed his lips again and I found myself drawn to him.
I walked up to him this time, moving in front of him, seeing the way he stood up taller and inhaled sharply the closer I got.
“You’re one sexy man Jameson.”
He looked down at me, statue still, slowly chewing on his bottom lip before he spoke. “I’d love to do more with you. Alone.”
I smiled at him and nodded. “Message me then. I’d love to.”
He grinned back. “Yeah?”
I went up on my tiptoes to kiss him again, and he seemed to melt into it, leaning forward to meet my lips with a soft tentative kiss at first, which then turned into more as his hands came out of his pockets and he pulled me into his scent.
I broke away first, watching him lean into me as I backed away, his eyes opening slowly to see me smiling up at him. He licked his lips and gave a soft “mmmm” before he returned his hands to his pockets and adjusted his bulge that was now bigger.
“I’ll make you cum buckets.” He said quietly, giving me a quick wink.
I gave a small grunt through my nose. “I think you already did.”
He shrugged again and lifted his eyes upwards. “What can I say? I’m a giver.”
It was me that gave a low “mmmmm” before I added, “That you are. G’nite then Jameson.”
“Night Brian.” He said, moving away from me quietly towards one of the cars down at the entrance to the trail. I stood there watching him go, checking out his beefy ass and the way his calves worked as he walked into the darkness. I saw his outline as he opened his car door and the burst of light shaped his handsome face. I saw him look over at me still standing by my car, watching him over the roof of my vehicle. He smiled and held up a hand before the overhead light went off and his headlights came on.
I listened to the sounds of the gravel as his tires moved slowly over them until he drove by me even slower, his window coming down and he leaned out of the car to give me white smile. “Get home now sexy.”
“You too.” I said with a wave, feeling myself smiling wider than I had all night, despite the thrill of coming here tonight to be with Jeff.
I gave a “hmph” when I started my own car and wondered again, what the fuck was I doing?
Whatever I was doing, I knew I had to check my messages on the site after a night like that as soon as I got home. Sure enough, there were three messages, but none from BUILTDADTOP1.
There was one from a DLDAD42, one from a BIKERTOP53, and one from CONSTRUCTIONDUDE.
I clicked on the message from CONSTRUCTIONDUDE first, seeing the profile pic of a tatted chest which gave me an inkling as to who it was: the curly haired beast.
BOY! How fuckin’ hot was that?! I wanted to slide into that perfect muscled ass so badly!! Let me know when you’re tired of your Dad and I’ll step right up to fill the void. He said you were built to take it and he wasn’t kidding. Or let me fuck you on the side and I’ll fill you up with so much cum you’ll forget all about your Dad. You won’t be disappointed I promise you that. Message me stud. It’s Spence. The dark curly haired guy with the body to match your Dad’s. Bet I can fuck you harder. Let me at it!!!! You’ll come begging for more!!!!
I felt my cock grow and clicked on his profile, staring at the three images he had on here. One of his chest, one of his right arm flexed, and the last of his big dick, nice and up close, thick and oozing cum. His profile said he was 39 and single and discreet. And looking for a twink bottom to fill. Just like he said in his message. Interests include working hard, working out hard, and being hard. Interesting.
I saved the message and clicked on the message from BIKERTOP53. I saw the beard, pointed down like the devil, and knew which guy it was watching tonight as I read his message.
Sweet! You took it like a champ. Let me take you for a ride. BUILTDADTOP1 doesn’t have to know. I got a big hog I can take you for a spin anytime. Come and get it slut.
I grinned, seeing the profile description of him without any pics. But knowing what I saw and what he posted, I was definitely interested. 53. Discreet. Loves to ride. Both these guys wanted a piece of my ass on the side.
But it was DLDAD42 that sparked my interest even more. I clicked on the message, seeing no pic with the message, just the standard blank image of those that don’t post any pics. My heart pounded when I read his message:
Hey there sweet baby boy. I hope you are okay and I didn’t take further advantage of you. You smelled so good and felt amazing in my hand I couldn’t seem to stop. I’m sorry if I overstepped when I slid into you, but you kissed me like I always fantasized about and it felt so unbelievable that I couldn’t help myself. I was afraid you wouldn’t want me to cum in you so I pulled out to finish myself off. And when your lips wrapped around me to suck me back…well holy hell I was hooked. You really are a beautiful young man and a fine specimen. I’d love to treat you right and make sweet love to you all the day and night long if you’ll have me. Feel free to message me back, and I promise I won’t let BUILTDADTOP1 know I’m moving in on his territory. Please say yes. Next time I won’t pull out. I’d love to let you be the first to take my load deep inside. I’ve always thought about it, and seeing you, you’re the one I’d love to try it with. I’d love to make you mine. I had to come on here right away to send you a message. I’ve been talking about doing things for so long I can’t believe it’s finally happened. And now I’m still hard, thinking about you, wishing I was naked with you in my bed right now, slowly fucking you and hearing all the sounds I can bring out of you. I want to see you cum over and over. I want to kiss you for hours. Touch you all night long. Caress and kiss and lick your entire amazing body. I want to show you how special you are and how much I can please you. If you’ll let me. I’d never use you, or put you on display for others. I’d treat you right. You deserve it baby. If you’re looking for a real dad, I’d love to be that for you. Message me when you see this so I can close my eyes tonight and know I didn’t dream it. Please Brian. I need to hear you’re okay. XOXO J.
I sat back, rereading the message. I refreshed my messages, hoping to see one from Jeff. But there wasn’t one.
I went back to Spence’s message, the first one I read, and reread it, before I clicked reply. I typed without thinking.
Thanks for the message Spence. You are one hot guy! I’d love to hook up with you! I would have let you slide in. Bet you’d feel perfect. Can’t wait to get my hands on you. Let me know when you’re available. Maybe you can fill the void when DAD isn’t around. B
I hit send and then skimmed over his profile again, wishing he had more pics to stare at before I went to DLDAD42’s profile.
It was limited, giving his age as 42, saying he was a married down low dad, looking for hot chat and sharing secret desires. He said he fantasizes a lot about being with another man, but hasn’t tried anything yet. His stats say he’s 6’1” weighing 220 pounds, that he works out regularly and works in the trades so he’s very fit. Says his cock is 7inches, it’s cut and he keeps his body trimmed and shaved. Dark hair that’s greying at the temples, dark brown eyes, and admits he has a great ass and legs. I can attest to that. He’s looking for the right guy that is safe and patient, and likes to be worshipped. He admits in his profile that he’s picky.
I reread his message a third time as my heart beats wildly before I hit reply and again, start typing before I lose my nerve.
Hey Jameson. Thanks for waiting for me to make sure I was okay. That is so incredibly sexy and hot of you to do that. It meant a lot. I appreciate that. And what a kisser you are! If you haven’t done that with another man I wouldn’t know it. You are very handsome and quite the stud yourself. I’d love to get together to see what else we can get up to when we aren’t standing beside my car in a deserted parking lot. This was the first time I allowed my “DAD” to take me somewhere in public and fuck me like that. I do trust him oddly enough. Glad you came out to watch. And even happier you stayed around afterwards. You felt really nice inside me, and I’d love for you to explore what it could really feel like when we take our time. Let me know when you can when you’d like to get together and let’s see if our schedules line up. Thanks again and looking forward to seeing you. Brian.
I read it over before I hit send and clicked again on his profile. It said he was online so I waited a bit, just in case.
And that just in case paid off as I got a chat request from DLDAD42.
I clicked on the box and the chat window appeared with his message.
Hey sexy boy. You still online?
I quickly typed in the box: Yes I am.
Immediately, I saw the message indicator tell me DLDAD42 is typing…
I waited until his message popped up: You okay? You’re not sore or hurt or regretting anything I did?
What a sweet man I thought as I smiled and typed back: All good. Honestly. And I wish we did more! I sent you a reply to your message. Thanks for that by the way. You’re a very sexy man.
I saw the DLDAD42 is typing message again and waited, pulling at my shorts to adjust my growing cock.
Awwwww. Aren’t you sweet. Just an old guy with a bunch of fantasies hoping to find the right boy to play them out with and by golly I think I found him :-)
I felt a swell of emotions again at his kind messages. They were much different than the ones BUILTDADTOP1 had sent me in the past.
For an old guy you sure are handsome and built. My kind of man!! :-)
I mimicked his smiley face and saw he was typing again. In a few seconds his words popped up.
I’m nothing compared to that sweet body of yours. And that cock! Woof! I’d love to try sucking on that thing!!
I typed back without thinking.
Anytime Jameson.
His message came just as fast: How about tomorrow?
I let out a long sigh. Tomorrow I was out all day with Allie, and spending it at her parents. Then we had to head to the mall on Sunday to grab a few presents for the upcoming birthdays of her family. We always spent the weekend together, and after I snuck out tonight, there was no way I was going to be able to pull off another lie.
I replied back rather disappointedly: Sorry. Weekends are hard. Busy all day tomorrow and spending Sunday afternoon at the mall to buy gifts. Maybe one night next week?
There was a pause before DLDAD42 is typing appeared, and even longer as I waited for his message.
Hey no worries sexy. I’ll figure something out. I want you in the worst way so I will take some time to think this through. I’ll message on here to see what next week brings us and hopefully we CAN meet up. Even for a coffee to chat or something. Although I can’t guarantee I will
I sat back in my chair as I noticed he was typing again, his last message ending abruptly.
Sorry. Chat box limit! LOL…I can’t guarantee that I will keep my hands to myself. I’m still picturing you, and those amazing eyes and that body and that COCK and the way my dick felt sliding into your ass….MMMMMM It was fucking heaven Brian.
I heard Allie upstairs and she called down to see if I was home. I answered I was, and signed off quickly, sending a quick chat message.
Sorry J. Gotta run. Wife is up and calling for me. I’ll message soon.
I signed off before I could see if he responded and went upstairs to bed.
But of course, I couldn’t sleep.
Nor could I focus the next day, despite the amount of chores I had to help with at Allie’s parent’s house.
When Sunday came, I was still feeling rather off as we wandered around the mall aimlessly from store to fucking store, me simply nodding in agreement with whatever Allie was picking out, that I practically didn’t even see the large man behind me until I heard the soft whisper when Allie drifted away from me.
“Hey sexy.”
I spun around fast to see him, the round handsome face, the beard, the smile, the body in just a tight-fitting tee shirt and shorts again showing off his amazingly muscled legs, ending in a pair of Birkenstocks that showed off his wide manly feet.
My eyes betrayed me momentarily as his own, with that fleck of gold, looked over me to where my wife had just moved away.
“It’s okay. Be cool. That your wife?” he asked, giving me a discreet nod as he pretended to look at something right in front of him rather than at me.
I waited for him to look back, my mouth suddenly dry as my eyes moved to where Allie went before nodding to him. His smile spread wider, and then his own eyes drifted up and gave a nod to his left.
“That’s mine over there.” He indicated a slim blonde woman, about his age, slinking away, letting a long finger drift over a piece of fabric on a mannequin as she shifted her purse on her shoulder. She looked just as fit as he did. “Well…this is a coincidence, isn’t it?”
He walked around me slowly, letting a hand caress my ass as he slinked behind me, his finger lingering a bit, making me look nervously around as I tried not to shake.
“Tell your wife you forgot something in the car and meet me in the parking garage. First floor. By the far wall opposite the elevator. Go now.”
He moved away from me before I could even answer. I watched his back and the curve of his shoulders on his fitted tee. His ass filled out his shorts perfectly, and his bearded face gave me a quick glance over his shoulder as he gave me a wink. I watched him move up to the beautiful woman and drape an arm over her shoulder, lifting the bag she had just purchased from the store we were in before I saw him say something to her and then release her from his arm. He went the opposite direction.
He gave me one more discreet look back as he started walking towards the stairs for the parking garage attached to the mall.
Like a bolt of lightning, I went up to Allie.
“Hey, I forgot my wallet in the car. I’ll go grab it.”
She gave me a look that all wives give their husbands when they do something stupid and told me she’d be in a certain store. I nodded and tried my hardest not to walk too fast away from her.
I tried to spot Jameson, the blue tee and the hot ass and legs but couldn’t see him as I raced to the stairs like he did. But as I practically leapt down the cement stairs there he was, waiting at the bottom of the stairs on the first floor, his smiling handsome face waiting for me.
“Well that didn’t take long.” He was leaning against the door, looking at me with that same hunger as he did the other night at my car. He was so sexy looking, and hot, that I could barely contain myself. He put his hands in his shorts pockets again and gave me a shy smile, his bearded cheeks spreading. “C’mon.”
He opened the door and walked quickly ahead of me, forcing me to follow in the echoing parking garage. It was dark on this floor, and he was heading to the far corner. His head was darting around, scanning, as I stared at his ass moving in front of me. There was something so sexy about this man, something that was drawing me in even more so than with Jeff, my BUILTDADTOP1, who still hadn’t messaged me since Friday night’s public rough fuck on the picnic table.
But this guy, this mysterious Jameson was all sensuality wrapped in a sexy, almost shy and scared man who was ready to take a chance. With me.
He was heading to the last row of cars, against the wall, when his hands in his pockets activated his fob and the lights of a black SUV flashed quickly, the front headlights blinking twice as he quickly walked to the far side against the wall and stopped to turn to me.
“Good thing I parked over here.” He wiggled his eyebrows and I followed him around the car, until we were practically unseen to anyone.
And I barrelled for him and walked right up to him, grabbed his head as he willingly bent down willingly to kiss me. Hard. Hungrily.
His hands went to my ass and mine went to his bubbled pecs as our mouths joined. Holy fuck this man could kiss. His wife was one lucky woman, I thought to myself.
I stopped and pushed away when I thought of our wives. “We don’t have much time.” But he was already nodding, and opening the rear of his SUV, pulling me along the side of the car towards the back. With the hood up, he ducked under it and scanned the top of the cars. I glanced at my watch and saw it was 2:05pm as he guided me to the seat of his opened trunk and fumbled for the buttons of his shorts, which I helped.
And then his dick was out, hard as a steel rod, that fat cut mushroom head already oozing precum. I dove for it as his hands went up to grab the opened back end of his car.
“Oh fuck baby your mouth is so warm.”
I sucked it back, but he only let me at for a few seconds before he was grabbing my face in his hands and lifting me back up to stand, kissing me hungrily again.
“I want to fuck you. I’ve been thinking about it since Friday night. Please. I have to feel that warm hole again.” He was panting, kissing me in between his words, already pushing at my own shorts as I quickly undid them.
I went to turn around but he stopped me, keeping me facing him and backed me up against the car.
“Uh uh. I want to see those eyes.” He grabbed the bottom of his shirt and lifted it up over his head to hook it around his neck, exposing his torso. My hands went to those pecs again, but this time feeling his skin, the soft short hairs that spread across his meaty pecs as I pulled a foot out of my shorts. He was already spitting in his hand and rubbing his cock as he moved closer. “I want to fuck you properly this first time.” He grabbed an ankle and lifted it up. I hooked my bare foot now free from my flip flop and pushed it against the upturned open trunk as he spit again and then applied two fingers to my pulsing hole.
He moved into me fast, like he couldn’t wait. I knew we didn’t have much time, and I was only hoping I was ready for this quick encounter. I felt his fingers searching as he guided the head of his fat cock into my ass as I hung onto his waist. His eyes shifted from looking at me to looking down, to back at me with a smile as I felt the pressure of something so wide trying to get into something so small.
He was spreading me wide, but holding back on simply shoving inside me, bringing back that slow tender way he moved as his voice lowered to a whisper.
“This is just a tease. The next time I want you in my bed. Fully naked. Fuck you like my wife. When we can take our time.” I arched as he pushed in an inch and my hands slid further around his tight waist to the top of his ass.
“You are so fuckin’ sexy.” I moaned out, causing him to smile. He leaned over me, and put both hands behind my head to hold my face up to his as he held himself at my entrance.
“You haven’t seen anything yet baby. Wait till I spend hours worshipping you. You’ll be begging me to cum.” Then his lips were on mine. His beard was scratching my chin. His tongue was searching inside my mouth. And his cock pushed its way all the way in in one long slow movement that made me groan into his mouth.
When his hips met mine, he broke his kiss and stood up as tall as he could underneath the open trunk. His hands found mine and he pinned them down over my head as his gold flecked brown eyes hovered over mine. He began to fuck me slowly, carefully, watching my face the entire time as I hooked a leg around his waist. I could feel the back of his ass now exposed against my own leg as his glutes flexed big time with every slow thrust in me. He started to moan, his eyes forcing themselves to stay open to watch me, when that sexy whisper of his started.
“Fuck baby. You feel so good. So tight. Warm.” His hands squeezed mine. “Watching the look on your face is driving me crazy right now.”
My head was dizzy and I could feel my eyes rolling back as he punched my prostrate and made my body react to his deliberate moves. He moved in me like he’s done this many times. What a fucking lucky wife was all I could think about again as I pulled him deeper with my leg and squeezed his hands back.
When his head bent down my mouth opened but he hovered over me, brushing my nose with his, letting his beard tickle me again sending me into a gyration of ecstasy.
“I am going to fill you up. Just like I dreamed about. Making you mine.”
I could cum by just listening to him talk. I tried to kiss him but as I moved up to his lips he pulled them just out of my reach with a nasty grin.
“Want me to cum inside you? Mark you? You want to be my baby?” His hands were strong, squeezing mine as my body tried to respond to his slow movements, like I was already begging him to fuck me. I shivered, and I his bare abs rubbed against my covered cock.
His words, his hands, his lips so close to mine, his cock inside me and his bare skin against my erect cock undid me. I shuddered and moaned out. “I’m going to shoot.”
His smile widened and then his mouth covered mine in a suffocating way, his hips suddenly moved faster as he slammed into me relentlessly sending me over the top. I exploded between us as he fucked me, the SUV now moving to match his strength.
He didn’t stop kissing me until he too erupted. Inside me. In several pulsing thrusts. I could feel it leaking out. I could feel the stickiness now between us. I couldn’t stop kissing him. And he never once let go of my hands.
I was pinned. Under him. Impaled by him. And he was groaning still as our mouths slowed down. Until he pulled those full lips just off mine and I could see into his eyes. He gave the end of my nose a love tap of a kiss, then my cheek, and then his hands released mine and he planted them on either side of me to stare down at me with a grin.
I glanced down between us, past the cavern between his pecs to see the dripping mess of my cum splattered on me and him.
“Holy fuck you made me cum by fucking me.” I panted out.
“That, was just the beginning baby.”
I glanced over at my watch and saw it was 2:12. In just seven minutes he fucked the cum out of me and dumped his own sperm deep into my guts.
“Next time will be longer.” He kissed me again, hard, leaving me panting even more as he lifted his head again. “Much, much longer. I can’t wait to do more with you baby.”
I felt my body shaking again as he stood up and backed out of me. My cum was smeared on him but he held a finger up and then leaned over me to grab a towel. “Don’t move.” He whispered and then began to carefully wipe my abs, my cock, between my legs before he took the towel and wiped himself down.
I laid there, like a kid, watching him clean up, letting my one leg down to stretch, until I saw him looking around again, making sure no one was watching.
“Better go before the wives wonder what’s taking us so long.” He held out a hand and I grabbed it to get up. We dressed quickly, until he scanned the garage again and pulled me into him for another soul sucking kiss.
With one squeeze of his ass, he put his nose against mine. “I promise to fuck the cum out of you every time. I’ll message you.”
He patted my ass and we moved out of the way so his trunk would close.
“Go. I want to watch you walk.”
And when I started down the garage back to the door, I glanced over my shoulder to see him resting against the hood his SUV, his big arms folded across his muscled chest, grinning at me.
I had a fleeting thought about BUILTDADTOP1 and the CONSTRUCTIONDUDE and what the hell I was doing. But as I took a deep breath in, all I could think about was if this man, this Jameson, without much experience, could make me feel like this in just seven minutes, what would he do to me with a lot more time to play.
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