Date: Wed, 4 Sep 2013 07:51:16 -0700 (PDT)
From: Mark Kuhlman <kuhl85@yahoo.com>
Subject: Interrupting Tim

When Connie called, I was about to go out.  She and Gary had been my
neighbors for more than 12 years.  We had become good friends.  When I was
away, they took care of my house and when they were away I reciprocated.
Connie and Gary were in Vegas.  She was afraid that she hadn't turned the
air conditioning up to 80.  I told her not to worry that I would take care
of it.  I fetched my key from the cabinet in the hall and headed across the
yard.

We both had nice lawns with perennial gardens.  Gary and Connie loved the
yard work.  Many times they helped me.  We had installed a gate in the
white picket fence that surrounded our back yards.  As I came through the
Rose arbor, I noticed that Connie had left a light on.  Good thing that she
called.  The central air unit was buzzing away.  Connie had forgotten.

I put my key in the lock and opened the door.  When I came in I heard music
coming from the other side of the house.  I crossed thru the dining room to
the hall.  The music was coming from the back bedroom.  Alarm clock, I
tought.  How wrong I was.

Bending over in front of the mirror was their son Tim.  What amazed me even
more was that he had a rather large dildo moving in and out of his ass.  He
was oblivious to the fact that I was there.  He was vocal saying, "That's
right daddy fuck my ass.  I love your big cock in my boyhole.  Do it
harder.  Please, daddy do me harder."

Picking my jaw up from the floor.  I tried to stealthily back away from the
door. Suddenly, he turned around.  His face flushed.  I couldn't help but
notice the big beautiful cock on the 23 year old boy.  The head was a
purple color.  His face was beet red.  I tried to look away.  My glance
moved to the varsity high school and college sport letters posted in his
walls.  I managed, "Sorry.  Uh, your mom called and asked me to check the
house.  I didn't mean to interupt.  I'll just let myself out."

By now, my bulge was showing.  Tim stared directely at it.  He simply said
with a smile, "You've seen me.  Now, I want to see you."  He approached me
tossing the dildo onto the floor.  His athletes body had a slight glow from
the sweat built up during his dildo session.  He grabbed my package.  There
was no turning back now.  My cock responded by growing rock hard.  "This is
a better toy for my ass than my of one," Tim said, matter-of-factly.

Before you could say Jack Robinson, I had my pants off.  Without any
further ado, he guided my throbbing tool into his willing ass.  Did I fuck
him?  I gave it to him like a jackhammer.  All the while, he encouraged me
to fuck harder.  By the end of the evening, I had taken his sweet ass three
times.

I had to beg him to take mine.  From that time forward, Tim and I were
closer than close.  Even afer taking his finance job in Indianapolis, Tim
visited me and I visited him.

When Tim married, it didn't stop.  He is one hot man who loves a cock in
his ass.