Andrew's Father, Part II

After our hot steamy sex session in the utility room, Andrew’s father quickly removed his clothes and threw them into the washer with mine. It was the first time I had seen him completely naked or for that fact any naked guy and did it ever excite me. His body was as hot & sexy as any guy I had ever seen pictures of on the Internet. Aside from his beautiful well-hung cock, his balls were nice & thick and he sported the hottest masculine ass that was way, way hotter than any female’s I had ever checked out. 

“No wonder why women love the male anatomy so much” , I told myself. I truly thought at that point it was my destiny to be with Andrew’s father that night and I most certainly wanted to explore the provocative world of homosexual sex with him even further. 

As my eyes looked his naked body up & down, I recalled when I chatted with a number of gay guys on the Internet in years past about what it was like during and after their first gay encounter. Just about all of them informed me they were somewhat to extremely scared their first few times, but then gradually got over it. 

But for some reason I didn’t feel that way. In fact I loved what Andrew’s father had done to me and I couldn’t wait to partake in even more steamy sex. I thought he was so damn hot and by far more satisfying than my female cousin (actually my mom’s younger 34 year old first cousin) who asked me to take off my clothes and then fuck her just after I helped her move into her new apartment a few years back. 

And I guess that night I could definitely, definitely put my finger on why I felt the way I did. 

First off, every since I hit puberty, I was a pretty horny kid. I would normally masturbate at least twice daily and on weekends sometimes three and even four times if I wasn’t with Andrew. And secondly, I also felt an emotional attraction towards Andrew’s father given we had known one another for years. I mean it wasn’t like he and I were strangers and just met over the Internet or at someplace like a park where I knew gay guys often crused looking for sex. Then, even as a kid, I admired well hung guys and was always checking out their dick’s like when we peed in the forest during my scouting days or like at school when I was standing next to guys at the urinals in the boy’s restroom. And finally, aside from the fact that I liked standing naked in front of Andrew’s father, I felt really safe at his place knowing that Andrew was some 2000 miles away, it was late at night and a snowstorm was bearing down outside. I mean who in the hell would have bothered us at that time of night and in those kind of conditions? 

The second I came out of these abstract reflections, Andrew’s father gave me another wet kiss on my lips & mouth and said we should take a hot shower together only this time in his bathroom. He quickly flicked the washer on and once it began to fill with hot water, he grabbed my hand and led me down the hall to his bedroom. While I loved holding hands and waking naked with him, nevertheless less I still wanted more occasions where he was fully dressed and I stood before him without my clothes on. There was something so special and thrilling about standing naked in front of a fully clothed man that stimulated me---especially with Andrew’s father. 

Once we reached the bathroom, Andrew’s father turned the water on while I stood behind him and admired his sexy ass. It was so beautiful as soft light hairs covered it and a perfect hairy crack separated his buns. In a round about way I kind of wanted to stick my dick in it cause it looked so damn tempting. 

Once Andrew’s father was satisfied the water was just right, he grabbed my hand, interlocked our fingers and lead me into the shower. The second I stepped through the glass door with him and into the warm mist, I never realized bathing with another male felt so sensual. Andrew’s father smiled, then stood behind me and positioned our bodies so that the hot water rained down over both of us. After a few minutes and once he was sure the water had fully rinsed and warmed our bodies, he reached over and grabbed a new bar of soap that was lying in the soap dish.

He placed his arms around my chest from behind and very softly soaped up my entire chest and tummy with the new bar. The feeling of his warm firm hands rubbing by young smooth teenage physique gave me an incredible rush. I could have stayed in the shower with him for the rest of my life that night. 

He gently pinched each of my soapy nipples a few times and worked his lathered hands around the back of my neck and then down my spin. When he was content that he had thoroughly cleaned my backside, he bent down and soaped my legs starting at my feet first and working his way up to my groan. He then stood back up from behind me and began stroking my cock with his soapy hand while he held me tightly from behind with his other arm. 

Immediately this gave me a huge stiffy and once again it reminded me of my dream when he stood behind me with a carrot up my butt and wacked me off until I shot my load all over his wedding picture of he and Andrew’s mom. I closed my eyes so I could fully enjoy the wonderful hand-job session he was treating me to. After a few seconds of this wonderful TLC, I gently reached around and grabbed his rock hard cock while he continued beating my meat. Knowing that Andrew’s father had got me super horny again, I decided to stroke his cock so I could get him just as horny as he got me. 

At that point, I really wanted him to put his dick in me for a second time from behind while he jacked me off like he had just done in the utility room. But before we did anything, I wanted to see exactly what his cock looked like fully erect. So I turned around and boy was it was ever so beautiful! It was at least 7 thick inches long and capped off with a ravishing almost purple like cock-head. 

I could tell instantly he was really excited knowing that I was so captivated by his dick from the obvious wide smile on my face and the way my eyes really opened wide. I gently stroked my soapy hand across his rod as he let out several soft moans just to let me know how good I was making him feel. As I stroked it back and forth, I think we both knew that my young teenage hand look so damn hot wrapped around his mature cock. I was almost as if nature intended it to be that way. 

Andrew’s father then did something that excited me beyond belief. He gently reached over, wrapped his hand around my dick and stroked our soapy cocks together. This time I let out a soft low moan to let him know just how excited he was making me feel. My cock was so hard at that point I thought it was going to literally explode. 

Now it was my turn. Andrew’s father then grabbed my hand and let me stroke both our cocks together just like he had done. The feeling was even more incredible and the sight of his thick mature cock caressed up against my young teenage one was absolutely breathtaking. It was truly a unforgettable sight to behold. It was like our cocks were a perfect match made in heaven. They were truly an adorable pair and I would have almost loved to have had a picture taken of them. 

Andrew’s father quickly backed off after a few minutes before I blew my load for yet a third time and lathered up his hands again. He turned me back around so that my back was facing him and the next thing I knew I felt his right hand begin to massage my balls as he rubbed them ever so gently almost in perfect circles. I was so turned on by this that I looked down so that I could witness the splendid sight.

Once Andrew’s father was satisfied that he thoroughly cleansed them, he turned me back around so he could embraced me. Just as soon as he put his arms around me, I quickly reciprocated and embraced him--only I really surprised him when I quickly inserted my tongue deep into his mouth and frenched him. I wanted to leave no doubt in his mind that I loved what we were doing and that I was just as attracted to him as he was to me. 

I could immediately tell that my little advance really electrified him. All he ever wanted was a little love in return for all that he had done for me over the years and I was certainly giving him a hell of a lot more than he ever expected that night. He squeezed me tightly (as his tongue slide deeper and deeper into my mouth) as if he never wanted to let go. There was no doubt now that I was all his and he couldn’t have asked for more. 

Slowly he worked his soapy hand down until it worked its way into the crack of my ass. Very gently he rubbed soft circles around my hole and then inserted a soapy finger into it. Once his finger entered me, I hugged him even harder while we remained frenching to let him know just how much I was enjoying the fine finger fucking session he was treating me to. 

By now I was in such heated passion again from the protrusion up my hole, without a word I turned around so that my back was facing him again. Only this time I slightly bent over and spread my legs. Right away Andrew’s father knew what this horny kid wanted and I was sure he was going to gladly accommodate my request.

Andrew’s father then quickly said, “Wait Robby, let me go get some lotion, because if I use soap, it will burn”. 

He quickly stepped out of the shower and reached just below the bathroom sink. When he returned, he held a bottle of baby lotion in his hand and said, “Here let’s use this--it will work a lot better”. 

He quickly rinsed off his dick and then turned me around facing him. He poured a healthy portion on his right hand and using his left, poured a gob of it onto mine. As I slowly began to lubricate his cock with the lotion, he reached around and fingered a healthy portion into my hole. Once he felt that he had properly prepped me, I turned back around and slightly bent over again.

Andrew’s father then bent his knees down slightly and placed his cock-head right up to my opening. Like he had done the first time, he carefully penetrated me. While the pain hurt and my body jerked again, it wasn’t quite as bad as the first time--but it still did really hurt. Very slowly he worked his massive rod into me until he was sure it was all the way in. 

Andrew’s father then remarked, “Robby now bend over for a minute and grab your ankles--and it will begin to feel much better.”

Sure enough Andrew’s father was right. It wasn’t but a minute after I grabbed my ankles when the pain began to subside. Just as soon as I told him the discomfort had subsided, very slowly he began to pump me. And once again I loved the feeling of the massive protrusion that was in my butt especially since I could smell the innocent fragrance of baby lotion. Somehow the smell made our butt-fucking session seem all that more erotic. 

It wasn’t but about 30 seconds after I let out a soft moan of gratification when he grabbed both of my hips with his hands so that I wouldn’t fall over. And like a locomotive, he began to pick up steam.

Before I knew it he was pumping me as fast as he could and did it ever feel good. “No wonder why women love to get fucked by a big dick” I thought to myself. “Who wouldn’t?” I quickly moaned out, “Ohhh, please jack me off too.” 

Right away Andrew’s father straighten me back up and placed his hand around my cock. Within in seconds he was pumping me again with his cock as his hand stroked my dick back and forth. And once again I let out another moan just to let him know how much I was enjoying the deeply religious experience we were engaged in for it was truly a blessed sacrament.. 

The next thing I knew, I could feel his balls slapping my ass checks. The sensation drove both of us wild and by now Andrew’s dad was almost slamming me rather than just pumping me.

Before I knew it I could feel myself begin to cum for yet a third time that night and I was sure by now that his nuts were getting ready to pop at any second too. 

Andrew’s father remarked as he desperately struggled to catch his breath, 
“ Oh God , Robby; I could do this forever with you.”

I excitedly replied as I struggled to catch my breath, “ Oh , so could I.”

At that point not only were our bodies fully connected, but so too were our souls.

It wasn’t but about 20 seconds later when I blew my load. Seeing this, Andrew’s father rammed his cock all the way in me and violently discharged. I felt so heavily knowing that he was ejecting yet another precious load of warm seed into my body. After all it was the same seed that was used to create my best friend. I wondered at that point what Andrew would have thought if he could only seen what his father and I were doing together.

Andrew’s father must of left his cock in me for almost two minutes as we both desperately struggled to catch or breath. Indeed our fuck session was by far better this time in the shower than it was in the utility room. 

When Andrew’s father finally pulled out, he turned me around and of course inserted his tongue deep into my mouth once again. After we frenched for a minute or so, he exclaimed in sure jubilation, “Oh God Robby, that was the best sex I have ever, ever had.”

With a wide smile on my face, I replied, “It was for me to,” as I drove my tongue deep into his mouth. We went back to frenching never wanting to let go of one another.
After we stepped out of the shower and dried off, we went into the kitchen and Andrew’s father made us a late night breakfast. We hadn’t eaten since mid-morning and between the long drive back and all the sex, we both worked up huge appetites. 

Andrew’s father fixed us each a three egg omelet along with hash browns and pancakes. As always his cooking was delicious. He and I sat there on stools by the kitchen counter dressed in robes and talked about how bad the weather was and how lucky we were to have made it back safely. We even joked about getting stuck in the snow. While we ate, both of us avoided discussing our new found relationship, but I figured we would eventually get around to it before Andrew got home. 

Every so often, Andrew’s father would lean over and give me a quick kiss on my lips. I was rather modest at that point and didn’t try to come on to him like I had done in the utility room and shower. I figured there was plenty of time for that down the road.

After we finished and cleaned up the kitchen, Andrew’s father reached into the cabinet and pulled out a bottle of Bailey’s Irish Cream. Over the last few years he had served both Andrew and I shots when we were at his house and weren’t planning on going out. Both Andrew and I loved that stuff and after a few shots, it always seemed to help me sleep better---plus it was great tasting. 

Andrew’s father poured us both a very ample portion and said we should take it to bed with us. I just smiled and didn’t say a word because I knew I sure wasn’t going to be sleeping in the other bedroom which I normally did and I sure as hell wasn’t going to be sleeping in my boxers and T-shirt either. After all, Andrew’s father hadn’t even bothered to take my clothes out of the washer and put them in the dryer yet.

But I was sure willing to sleep with him. I mean who wouldn’t want to sleep with a hot juicy naked man like Andrew’s father, I asked myself. And I sure couldn’t wait to experience it either. I felt even more comfortable and secure knowing that it was very late at night and that the snow was still coming down. I was almost like Andrew’s father and I were isolated from the rest of the world. 

No sooner did Andrew’s father throw my clothes in the dryer and picked up his glass of Bailey’s when he interlocked our fingers and lead me down the hall to his bedroom. When we entered his room, he gave me a deep wet kiss and then removed my robe. He put his hands on both my shoulders and looked me up & down with a huge smile on his face as if he were the luckiest man on earth. 

He quickly pulled the covers down and motioned with his hand for me to get in. I had never slept in the nude before cause I shared a bedroom with my little brother. But no sooner did I scoot into his bed and placed the sheet & covers over me, when the sensation felt really awesome. I never knew sleeping in the nude could feel so damn good. And what made it even more thrilling was when Andrew’s father removed his rob and got in with me. No sooner did he lay flat on his back when he reached over and pulled me towards him. I rested my head on his right shoulder as I gently rubbed my hand across his very handsome and masculine chest.

Andrew’s father took a deep breath and said, “ You know Robby, I had the best time of my life tonight and that’s because it was with you.”

I softly rubbed my hand across his left nipple and replied, “ Well, I had a great time too.”

Andrew’s father exclaimed, “God, I don’t want you to go home tomorrow morning. I have the rest of the week off and I can’t think of anyone more that I would like to be with than you.” 

This time I really boosted his ego when I replied, “Well I can’t think of anyone that I would rather be with than you too”.

I could tell my comment really put him on Cloud-9 and the next thing I knew, we talked about all the hot sex we just had. 

It wasn’t but a few minutes later when both of us opened up and really talked freely. Andrew’s father told me that for years he fantasized that something like this would happen one day. He even added that he jacked-off twice the night after he deliberately walked in on me in the bathroom hoping to catch me in nothing but my birthday suit.

As my head remained lying on his right shoulder while my hand rubbed over his left nipple, I in turn told him how I admired his well-hung cock when we peed in the woods years back, how awesome it felt when he walked in on me in the bathroom that day, and “yes” I even told him about the wet dream I had whereby I took off my clothes and hopped around like a bunny rabbit and how afterwards he stuck a carrot up my butt and jacked me off until I blew my load all over his wedding picture.

Andrew’s dad got a good laugh out of my little dream especially when I blew my load all over his wedding picture. But he also added that was the hottest wet dream he had ever heard anyone having.

Before we knew it, it was almost one o’clock in the morning and we were just too tired to talk anymore. Indeed we had been up some 20 hours and were exhausted. Andrew’s father said we should finish our drinks and then go to sleep. Once I downed mine, I rolled over on my side, curled up and closed my heavy eyes. Within seconds Andrew’s father placed his firm right hand across my naked chest and cuddled up next to me. The warmth that our bodies provided one another was the most intimate moment of my young life. I drifted off sleep in the security of his arms as the snow continued to come down. Never in my wildest imagination did I know what lied just down the road for me in the coming days and what path I would take.

Chapter III coming soon...