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As I promise here is the second part of this lovely story :hug2:
"Getting to know you" also means getting to know your friends…
I had had sex with my high school buddies, but nothing I had ever done compared to the session with Todd, my step-dad. It had been a totally unexpected encounter and the steamy passion of the lusty workout had made an indelible impression upon my psyche. I thought of very little else when I was having sexual thoughts, and at age 18, that was often and bountiful.
Even with hot thoughts of having sex with Todd again, there was the further additive of who he had, had sex with. In the passionate afterglow of our own intimate encounter, we had each of us sort of fessed up to having gotten physical pleasure with other guys, a confessional of sorts. I got very chatty, told him about many of the physical contacts I had had, primarily with buddies, which were mostly explorations, and experiments of cock size comparisons, mutual masturbation and sucking dick. But I did not tell him everything.
We had several private “show ‘n tell” sessions, getting naked together and telling each other hot stories. Todd showed a lot of interest in my activities and probed with questions. I was eager to answer them, everything from the size of a buddy’s dick to who started the action, all sorts of titillating questions. Though I had had a few adult males, I thought it best to leave those encounters to myself for a while since he was so turned on by my buddy stories anyway. Many of them were the guys that he had seen around the house for years and he seemed tremendously amused by our behavior. . He would play with my dick the entire time I was telling him stories, and when he told me a few stories of his own, I would do the same for him. It was so damned hot to hear my step-dad telling me about how he and some of his cop buddies would get it together, that I would nearly cream just hearing his stories. He knew this, and would then go down on me at just the magical moment to heighten my senses so that I poured out my fluids in an uncontrollable stream. He never missed a droplet.
Later, I would have so many fantasies of Todd and his buddies that I must have lost gallons of cum jerking off to my mental images of what I imagined them getting up to. I guess I was still too naive to imagine that I might someday actually insert myself into the action, but Todd had apparently been planning that on a practical basis while I was just fantasizing about it.
At breakfast one summer morning, Todd casually asked if I would like to “have a workout” with him later in the day. My dick went hard with the double entered, as he continued to say that he had been neglecting the weights and would like to get back on track with them. He told me what time he would be home to work out, and I assured him that I would be “ready for him and a good workout”. He smiled knowingly, when Mom commented that we should be careful and not get hurt since she would be gone all afternoon and evening. Dad winked at me, since he apparently knew that information in advance anyway. I was hard as steel with the anticipation.got into my workout gear, and warmed up with some stretches in our home gym, which had been built on to the back of the garage. It was well equipped, and had full-length mirrors on two walls, just like the commercial gyms. Todd and I had not had any naked time or mirror games here in the gym, but I was already imagining that with the mirrors. As I admired my own physique, it was quite noticeable that I was showing quite a bulging basket and I knew it was simply not going to go away. I knew that Todd would like that. He was running late. And when he did arrive, my heart sank momentarily as he was followed by one of his police force buddies, a guy named Gus. I quickly recalled up every story that Todd had told me and Gus had never been mentioned on his list of playmates, so this was a disappointment and a set-back in my plans to have sex today with my step dad.Gus had somewhat similar looks to my stepdad.He was wearing a wife-beater, which displayed a huge muscular chest, but he was also wearing big loose shorts, which displayed nothing. Todd was in a string muscle shirt and tight shorts, with a very revealing bulge. Like mine. Things were pretty boring for quite a while, as we all worked various machines and weights, spotting for each other, partnering with one another as the exercise required. When Gus spotted me for some bench presses, I could stare upward under his shirt into a mass of tight abs and mounds of pecs, and it was a real turn-on for me and the first time in the workout that I had actually had any sexual thoughts.
Not long after, Gus commented on the heat, he stripped off his shirt. Impressive! Dad agreed that it was warm and suggested that maybe the shorts ought to come off too. Gus said not a word but dropped the baggy shorts, standing there to reveal his white jockey briefs that seemed to be rather fully packed. The picture: heavily tanned body in white jockeys, white socks and white sneakers. Hot! Todd quietly slipped his shorts to the floor. I got the hint that this might be the start of playtime, and I followed suit, dropping my workout shorts and shirt. My hard on was obvious in my white jockeys and it was obvious that Gus was checking me out big time.
Todd walked over to Gus and put his arms around him, and his hand went to Gus’ crotch. I was mesmerized to see them kiss, and was further paralyzed when Todd got Gus’ dick out and started playing with it. That was an impressive muscle too! Gus seemed to be very nonchalant about it all, basically ignoring my presence until Todd motioned for me to come over to join them. When I did, Todd turned his face to mine and planted his tongue deep down my throat, while also groping my crotch. Gus seemed fascinated to watch for a long minute or so of absolutely no motion. When his circulation apparently returned, he was all hands as he got both dicks in hand for some strong stroking. He said loudly, “Damn, no one told me this was going on, Todd! This is fuckin hot!” When Todd went down on him, I lost some of my fluids in small uncontrollable spurts, seeing my stepdad sucking Gus’ cock was such a turn on for me to see. Later, he told me that he had the same sensation when he saw me go down on Gus’ big tool as well.
But the biggest sensual thrill of the day was when Gus asked if he could watch us do each other, which was no problem for either Todd or me. We sucked each other one at a time, and then got carried away in a 69 while Gus had his hands everywhere on both of our bodies. Gus, like many people, did not realize that Todd was actually my stepdad and he was having his father-son fantasies as we were working each other to full pleasure. Gus blew his load over both of us while we were still in the 69 position and eventually all three of us shared the small shower to clean up and cool off. As he left, he made it clear that he would be a willing partner anytime that we were having a workout and clearly intimated that he might like to “try something a bit more sophisticated” next time. “Gus likes to be fucked” Todd said quietly as Gus exited, and I found his comment so hot and titillating that I could feel myself leak some drops of precum, just with the thought.
After he had gone, I looked at Todd and said, “Hey, you have been holding out on me, Gus was not on your list of playmates.”
Todd laughed out loud. “I have not told you everything” he smiled broadly, “there is more for you to learn about your old Dad (step-dad).” I kept silent, knowing that I did have a lot more to learn. But I knew that Todd, my stepdad, was going to be a great teacher!
At nearly the end of summer before I was heading off to college, I was mowing the lawn one evening after dinner when a car swung into our driveway. It was the tennis coach from the Park Recreational System that I had gotten to know very well over the high school years. We chatted for a few minutes about college, when he said that he had a little gift for me that he had left in his office and maybe I would like to ride back to his office with him to get it. Sure, I was game for that, and just as I was getting into the car, Todd seemed to appear out of nowhere. Coach told him we were going to the park office on an errand, and Todd asked very naively if we minded if he rode along. Not a problem.
At school, we walked through the empty building to Coach’s little office at the back. He went through quite a little charade of trying to locate the “token gift” that he wanted me to have, but seemingly it had been misplaced. I was certain that Coach had simply wanted one more time to get naked with me before I left for college but with Todd in the room, it was getting very awkward. Coach and I had been trading blowjobs for a couple of years now, ever since he had given me a massage to work out a stretched and sore leg muscle, and my dick was the next muscle that stretched. Coach liked that and had massaged my cock with no objection from me, went down on me to completion on the first event, and I returned the favor. We got to know each other very well, sucking each other’s stretched out muscles with some regularity.
Coach was giving up the pretend search, seemingly resigned that he would not locate what he wanted to give to me. I knew he was embarrassed and also knew that the gift comment was simply a ruse and now he was trying to back out of the awkward situation. Boldly I rubbed my crotch as I placed his hand on my basket and said “Then how about a blow job before I head off to college?”
He looked as through I had slapped him with a wet fish, bulging eyes, a slack jaw, and with a nervous laugh said, “What are you talking about?” stuttering and mumbling.
I just continued to make my move to unzip my trousers, pushing them to the floor, dropping my shorts and grabbing a handful of my meat that was quickly getting ready for action. Coach was dying a thousand deaths it seemed when Todd made it easier for Coach, as he stepped closer and said just as boldly, “Coach, if you are going to give my boy Eddy a blow job, then I am going to have to give you one too.” Coach looked totally confused and completely shocked, but few men I have ever known will turn down a blow job when offered. Coach was not going to turn this one down either. He was almost in shock, and had been surprised to a heightened level he had never expected. But he was also a man with a dick that was yearning to play.
The three of us got naked pretty quickly, and stood in a little circle, holding cock and balls and playing with each other. My stepdad made the first move as he went down on Coach who noisily screamed with pleasure as soon as Todd had Coach’s thick dick in his mouth. I joined Todd in the process, and while one had his dick, the other had his balls and we kept switching. When he could stand it no more, he pushed us away, then went to his knees, taking me and Todd into his mouth, first one at a time, then both cocks as much as he could handle. Before long, all of us were ready to blow and we stood in that little tight circle again as each of us jacked off a load of hot creamy protein that spilled onto each other’s cock and balls.
We went to the showers, one at a time to clean up, while the other two would play with each other’s cock a bit more, very openly and unabashedly. Coach sheepishly admitted that he had only wanted to get me to his office to give me one more blow job before I left for college, and was tremendously pleased the way things had turned out with my stepdad. He smiled at me and said, “OK Eddy, you now know who will be my suck buddy while you are at college”, nodding his head towards Todd.
Todd smiled and said, “You got it Coach, anytime you want it.”
“Yea, but when I come home?”
Laughter all around, then Coach said, “I will try to work you in.” while giving Todd a hug and a long, wet, deep-tongued kiss. I honestly felt more than a little jealous at that moment. And a little left out but pleased that I had put the two of them together. Obviously, they clicked very well.
After coach had dropped us off at home, Todd looked at me and said, “Ya’ know, I don’t think he was on your list of playmates either.”
It was my turn to say, “Hey, I have not told you everything. There is more for you to learn about me.”
“Touché” Todd smiled in response.
We went out to the gym in back of the garage, and sat in the dark for a long time that night, talking late into the night. Mostly about sex and my going to college. He was giving me a nice slow blowjob while I was lying on the weight bench, when he pulled off and softly said, “Can I ask a favor of you?” It is hard to turn down a favor when you are getting a good blow job and I readily agreed. “Before you go away to college, can we make it with one of your buddies? Maybe one on your list that you have told me about? That is a real turn on for me, if you think you can arrange it, to get it on with one of your age contemporaries.”
“Sure,” I said, “no problem.” Then I thought about it a moment longer and said “Any particular one?”
He licked on me some more before pulling off and softly said, “No, not really. I did find your description of Josh to be damned hot, but you do what you can, I will be happy with whatever you do. Besides, I will have you there, which will be the main event anyway. OK?”
I was edging now and we were both enjoying the lusty action, when I pushed him off and pulled his face up close to mine and said to him, “OK, but I need a favor in return. I want to be with you and one of the guys you told me about too.”
He laughed softly and said, “OK, any particular one?”
“I liked what you told me about Paul” I reminded him.
He smiled and said, “OK, I think that is imminently doable. Now let me have that sweet juice.” And I let him have it.
RE: Some Bear Pictures for the boys.. hehe.. more to come-10 pics
WOW Mega Hot man :cheers: :cheers:
A Little Story…
This Uniform Story is Also True…
My Step-Dad was a policeman, and was quite a role model for me. Todd had been in the family since I was ten. He was tall, dark, and handsome, 6'2" and 200 pounds, very fit and muscular since he worked out a lot. He worked primarily as a detective in street clothes, but he also had his police uniforms that I thought made him look exceptionally macho, but I would never have told him that, certainly not in that way to make him think that I thought he was a sex symbol.
He knew that I admired him, and as I developed, he would compliment me on my looks, and my build as I fleshed out the body, by working out with him. He often told me that I was getting to be as good looking as his old man, or developing a build like his old man, always meaning himself of course, even though we were not related. Even so, I took that as a high compliment since I regarded Todd as one of the most handsome men that I had ever seen. I was as blonde as he was dark, but otherwise, our body make-up seemed to be made pretty much from the same mold.
We were good buddies and good friends, but not exceptionally close. I knew that he was there if I needed him, and he gave me all the support and guidance that a good father would do. I was eighteen when mom and Todd decided that my bedroom, which was adjacent to their bedroom, should be changed and that I should move into the big room over the garage, which was down the hall and farthest away from them. I guess they knew that I wanted and needed more privacy as a testosterone-laden teen, and they likely needed their own marital privacy as well, without worrying about any sexual antics in either room. The room over the garage had only been roughed out, and needed to be finished and painted. For as long as I could remember, it had just been a storage room, with a lot of Mom's sewing things, but mostly just full of boxes and old furniture. On a long holiday weekend, Todd and I were left at home alone to work on my new bedroom.
We were up bright and early, and by the end of that day we were making great progress since it was beginning to take shape. We hauled out virtually everything that was in the room, lugging it to the garage or to the junk heap. By nightfall, it was now a big empty room, with two big-mirrored sliding doors that led into a huge closet that ran the entire length of one wall. With the room now empty, Todd announced our last task for the day was to tackle the closet, which included a long rack of old clothing. As he handed the clothes to me to take to the garage, he stopped at one point with a noticeable pause as he held up an old police uniform, obviously one of his from years ago. He smiled as he displayed it for me, and told me that it was the first uniform that he had ever had custom tailored to be form fitting. He always felt good in it, he said, and felt that he looked good in it, too. I asked him to try it on to show me. He smiled, said he was sure that it would not fit anymore, but the idea intrigued him, that was obvious.
He stripped out of his shirt and his trousers, now just in his white briefs. "I don't think so, Eddy", he said, "but here we go anyway." He put on the shirt, and tried to button it, but there was no way that was going to happen. His muscular, dark hairy chest just was not going to be covered by the form-fitting shirt, which was now too small. He laughed about that, but kept it on as he tried the trousers. And once again, he was met with the recognition that his waist was now larger than the uniform, and there was no way that it was going to close. He took the clothes off, then looked at me, and said, "Eddy, these just might fit you, do me a favor and see if they will." Of course, I was willing to do that, and I dropped my trousers and my shirt quickly. I stepped into the uniform trousers, and I knew instantly that they were going to fit me like a glove. Snugly, yes, but they were going to fit. I fastened the waist hook, and turned to admire myself in the mirror, with Todd sizing me up and taking it all in. He rubbed my butt, "Shows off your nice ass", he laughed, and his next comment was quick, "But Eddy, you are not dressed on the right side."
I did not know quite what he meant, and he smiled broadly, and said "Let me show you" as he undid the waist hook, unzipped the fly and reached down to grasp the bulge of my genitals and placed them on the other side of the crotch seam. Then he zipped them up, and turned me towards the mirror again, and said, "There you are, you have to 'dress' for these tailored pants to fit you just right." We were both staring at my crotch now, both in the mirror and for real, and it was also obvious to both of us that I was throwing a growing erection that simply could not be denied. I was embarrassed, but said nothing, wishing that my hard-on would go down and not embarrass me so much in front of Todd, but it just seemed to keep growing to very noticeable proportions, while Todd just stared with increasing interest. He smiled broadly as he watched.
"I guess I would throw a boner too", he said, "if someone were rearranging my cock and balls for me, and then staring at them. Take the trousers off Eddy and just let it grow." I had never been this intimate or familiar with my step-Dad before, but I did as he said, and stepped out of the uniform trousers. And as though he had just commanded it, my cock seemed to grow and grow and grow. I was truly embarrassed, but he was not. "Hey, Eddy", he said, "I am throwing a boner too and no one has even been touching me." I was compelled to look, and indeed, the bulge in his white briefs was obviously throbbing with his own twitching aroused male meat. "I guess seeing you with a big hard-on is giving me one too, since it looks like you are truly giving your old Step-Dad some competition there. You are doing OK in the dick department, let me see more, let me take a good look at you." I have to tell you, this had turned into the most erotic moment of my eighteen years!Todd took a step closer to me, and gently but firmly got a grasp and grope of my crotch through my underwear, and I thought that I might blow a load right then, but instead, he took my hand and placed it over his own crotch, which was also stretching the fabric.
"Don't you want to get naked, Eddy?" he asked softly, as he pushed his own briefs down to his knees, then to his ankles and stepped out of them. His cock sprang upward, and bounced once against his belly with the freedom from the restricting clothing. Trance-like, I did the same, and realized somewhere in the trance that me and my Step-Dad were actually standing there with huge erections, eyeing each other and sizing each other up. "Damn, Eddy, you've got a dick that is a mirror image of your Step-Dad here!” and I knew he was right. Looking at his cock directly made me think that I was looking in the mirror at myself, since they looked so much alike. There was no question that his was bigger and more thickly developed, and his big balls were much more impressive, but we definitely came from the same mold. These pricks looked very much alike, just in the different versions. (Both of us had just a little over eight inches of meat; I knew that. I had been measuring my cock for years and he was in that same range for certain.)
We were both stroking light and easy, and pulling on our nuts, we were both showing off to each other, it was just that simple, just that basic. I was showing off for him, and he was showing off for me, and no words were being spoken. We stood in front of the mirror, side by side, stroking and admiring each other, when he reached over and took my rigid cock in his hand for just a moment. I thought that I was going to blow a load right then, but instead, I dripped some voluminous slick rivulets of precum as he touched me. He caught them, and slowly took them up to his mouth to taste, then rubbed the remainder over his own dick, which was throbbing and dancing. I was fascinated by what he was doing, was almost numb, when Todd said to me very quietly, "Don't you want to touch my dick too?” And I reached over to gently hold his cock as he then turned to face me, and we put the dicks together. "Put your hand over both of them, Eddy, let's see who has the bigger one" he teased, since we both knew that his was bigger as we did it anyway. Standing that way, with our cocks together, and my hand wrapped around both, slowly stroking them both, he reached around my body and pulled me close to him. I said to him, "Todd, I can't hold off, I am going to drop it", and he smiled and simply encouraged me to "Go for it!" and I did.
I must have thrust about ten heavy spurts right against his belly and on his cock.
I pulled away, breathing heavily, and he retrieved as much of my load as he could do, rubbed it all around his cock and balls, and continued his stroking, telling me how hot and erotic it was to lube his cock with my cream. I was fascinated as he gyrated in front of the mirror, showing it all off for me, jacking himself off and strutting his masculinity in front of me. I had blown a huge load but I was still as rock hard as I had ever been, and he noticed that too, as he swaggered in front of me. I was turned on when he pushed me down to my knees, with his hard cock right at my eye level. I knew what he wanted me to do, but when he encouraged me to put my lips over his cock, I told him that I was not sure what to do. I knew what to do, and wanted to do it, but was afraid of what Todd might think, so I pretended to be naïve.
He kept quietly begging for me to suck him, quietly asking for it over and over again. He knelt down on the floor beside me, and then he surprised me as he pulled me up and then leaned into me and completely enveloped my waving steel-like cock deep into his mouth. I was nearly screaming with the pleasure of it all. Somehow he pulled me down to a lying position and as we twisted our bodies around, I knew he was orchestrating the movements. When his dick finally got close enough for me to swallow it, I did. Wee locked into that sixty-nine position for what seemed a long, long time, but surely could not have been more than a few seconds since I was flowing my release into his mouth without restraint, since I could not hold back. He seemed to take it all, and then stood over me, a huge giant of a man towering over me, and jacked himself to a violent orgasm, dropping it all over my face and body.
I was turned on by everything that was happening, but he seemed to cease his sexual feelings as soon as the last drop hit my chest. He straightened himself up, and left the room quickly, turning the light off as he left. I was confused and a little afraid of what was happening just then, but I found my white jockey underwear in the darkened room and slipped them on over my still rock hard cock. My dick was granite rigid and I could not help it and began jacking hard, and I could not stop myself in my own sexual frenzy.
Suddenly, Todd was right there beside me in the darkened room, and he put his arms around me, hugging me tight. My erection was firmly poking into his body since I stopped my jacking off while he talked. He started saying a lot of things that I do not remember very well, but he was trying to apologize and explain how sorry he was and how guilty he felt. I let him get it all out of his system. Then I went to my knees and started to kiss his cock through his underwear, and his response was immediate as he pulled it free and let me take him, burying his cock deep in my throat with an incredible sensual bonding for us both. "Eddy, I don’t do this all the time. I have only done these things a few times in my life, with other men I mean. It is not my first time, but I don’t do it all the time. I have some friends and buddies and you probably know every one of them, but not every day…and….” he was fumbling on his words and finally stopped. It was my turn to smile and cheer him up. "Hey Todd, it is not he first time that I have done this either. You probably know all the buddies that I have sucked on too. But it is the first time that I have had such hot sex with such a hot sexy guy!"
He smiled at me and said, "OK, who have you done it with?" and I smiled back, and said, "OK I'll tell, but only if you tell me who you are doing it with too. You first!"
Enjoy and Part II in on the way