Date: Sat, 6 Jul 2013 15:50:58 -0500
From: Chris Tian <sexychrispylove@gmail.com>
Subject: My Best Friend's Daddy Part 1

	This is my story.  Some may say that I'm dumb for the different
choices I made over the years; others may say that I'm a sex fiend.
Honestly, though, I am just me.  I cannot, and will not regret my choices,
because they are what define me.  I am now 19 years old and in college.
I'm about 6'3" and weigh somewhere around 170 pounds.  I work out and run
daily to keep up my young, good looks.  I have short, dirty blond hair and
blue eyes that hint at green in the sun.  There isn't a single hair from my
cock and V lines to my neck, but I do have hairy legs and some well-kept
facial hair.  My cock is just about average at around 6 1/2" and my balls
are some pretty big low-hangers.  Guys love to play with them and I can't
blame them.  I love to play with them, too.  But anyways, like I said
before, this is my story.  And without further ado, I will let you in on
just one side of the multifaceted person that I am.  Before I begin, here
is just a small disclaimer... This story and all following stories involve
sex between gay men.  There will be fellatio, sodomy, urolagnia, felching,
pederasty, and many other sexual acts and topics that some may find
unnerving or offensive.  If you are too offended by some of those acts,
then I would suggest you click the back button, or just the red 'X' in the
top right corner of your screen.

The Beginning

	Jake and I sat in his room playing his Xbox.  We had been playing
for at least 8 hours and I was ready to pass out.  "J, after this one I'm
going to bed."  I said after getting killed because I yawned.
	"C'mon Chris, don't be a pussy!  It's already 1!  I only have an
hour left... My dad will be home at 2."  He said with a shove to my arm.
	I yawned again, "We have been up since 4 AM all because you had to
go and wreck your dad's car.  My idea of a fun Saturday is not waking up at
the ass crack of dawn and dig trenches in your backyard because your dad is
pissed at you."  The round ended so I got up and slid my shirt off.
	"I can't help that Amanda Grayson was putting her fine ass on
display.  At least you don't have to worry about shit like that."  Jake was
the only person who knew that I was gay.  He had been my best friend from
the time we were born.  Our moms were best friends in college so when they
had kids, we were raised as best friends.  We have been there for each
other through thick and thin and are more like brothers.  When our moms
died, we became even closer.  They were killed by a drunk driver on a
girl's night out when we were twelve, which is why Jake's dad was so pissed
about the accident.  Jake had to re-landscape the entire backyard and could
not have contact with the outside world except for me.
	"Not in the case of Amanda showing off her goodies... But Steve
Benson in a speedo would totally end up in me hitting a tree."
	"Oh my GOD!  But he's so... hairy," Jake said with a disgusted
look.
	I smiled, "can I help it if I like a furry man-bear?"
	"He's not a man, he's a baboon.  He's also dumb as a box of rocks.
You know that, right?"
	"It's not like I'm going to go out and fuck him tomorrow.  He's
just nice to look at.  Now shut up so I can go to bed."  I said and
unbuttoned, then kicked off my pants, leaving me in my boxer-briefs.  I
climbed up to the top bunk of the beds and got myself comfortable.  Jake
continued to play, but I passed out quickly.
	At about 3 AM, I got up to pee.  I climbed down the ladder and
snickered at Jake, spread eagle and popping a nice sized boxer tent in bed.
I had seen him naked plenty of times over the years and was envious of his
dick.  Now don't get me wrong, I enjoy mine... But around 6 1/2" is fairly
average from what I've seen and he had at least an inch on me.  I left his
room and walked down the hall to his dad's room.  The only bathroom on the
second floor is in his dad's room, otherwise you'd have to walk downstairs
and across the house, so his dad doesn't mind that we use his bathroom so
long as we keep quiet if he's asleep.
      I quietly opened the door and entered his room.  I was almost in the
bathroom when I heard noises around the corner where his bed is.  I slowly
crept over so that I could peek around.  Mr. Madison was lying back on his
bed, butt ass naked and furiously jacking off.  I always thought he was
handsome, but after seeing this scene, I would have a perpetual boner
around him.  He was about 6'5", probably 220-230 pounds, dark brown hair,
blue eyes, completely hairy, and had a massive log in his hands.  Big dicks
must run in the family, because he had some length and girth on Jake.  I
adjusted my throbbing cock in my underwear and continued watching.  He was
double fisting his cock and grunting hard.
      I stepped back and slid into the bathroom.  I used it as, with great
challenge due to my raging hard-on, as quietly as I could with the lights
off so that Mr. Madison wouldn't notice I was in there.  I didn't flush and
snuck out of the bathroom and to the bedroom door.
      "Goodnight Christian," I jumped and felt like my heart exploded in my
chest from the fright.  Mr. Madison was leaning on the wall next to the
bathroom.  He was still completely naked, only now he had a coating of cum
on his hairy stomach.  The tip of his dick also still had a slow drip
going.  My cock instantly went rock hard again and I was too afraid to hide
it.  He glanced down and smiled at my bulge.
      "Goodnight Mr. Madison," I said as I scrambled through the door and
ran back to Jake's room.  Once I got back in bed, I jerked it hard.  It was
probably my quickest finish of all.
      Please hold on for a bit of back story.  I only met Mr. Madison about
3 years ago.  He and Jake's mom got divorced when we were about 4 and he
moved across the country to live with his parents because his mom was sick.
It was a nasty divorce and we were always told that he cheated on her.
When our moms got into the accident, Jake moved in with his aunt because
his dad wasn't ready to come back and get involved.  His dad would still
send him birthday and Christmas cards and presents.  He wrote letters
monthly letting him know how Maine was and how much he missed him.  Jake
never responded, though, because he thought his dad left him.  It turned
out that his mom got full custody and got a restraining order on his dad.
He came back a year later and slowly got to know Jake before getting
custody back.  Jake hated him for a while, but realized his mom wasn't
right in that he was an evil prick.
      Thank you for your patience, now back to our regularly scheduled
story.  The next morning I woke up before Jake and snuck downstairs to use
that bathroom.  I jumped in the shower and squeezed out a quick load.
After I came, I just stood in the shower questioning what had happened last
night.  I got out of the shower and had just started to towel off when the
door opened and Mr. Madison stepped inside.  I covered my cock with the
towel and stood there shocked, yet again.
      "Oh, I'm sorry Christian!  I didn't know you were in here." He said
and started to turn back out.  Before he shut the door he popped his head
back in and said with a wink, "You should stay over tonight, too.  You know
you're always more than welcome."
      Jake and I spent most of the day digging in the backyard again.  We
hit the Xbox as soon as his dad left for work just like the day before and
had another marathon gaming day.
      "What's with you today, Chris?" Jake asked a few hours into our game
play.
      "What are you talking about?" I asked, a bit nervously.
      "You've barely said anything all day.  I have done every last bit of
the talking!  What the hell?"
      "Isn't that how it normally goes?" I said and shoved him to the side
so I could take the kill on the game.
      The two of us played until around 11 again.  "Hey dude, can I borrow
some underwear, I didn't get to stop at home today." I asked
      "What the hell are you wearing now?" He asked.  I slid down the back
of my pants to show my bare ass and he fake vomited.
      "What, I didn't give you the homosexual disease with the flash of my
ass?" I laughed out while he threw me a pair of cartoon boxers.  He turned
and stripped down to his own undies before climbing into bed, while I got
naked and slid on the boxers he lent me.  When I climbed up to the top
bunk, I tried to sleep, but I just lay there, staring at the ceiling.  I
couldn't stop thinking about Mr. Madison and what I saw last night.  Then
there was that invitation this morning.  What was I supposed to make of
that?  Was I just an everyday gay, horny teen?  He could very well have
just been trying to be nice after the awkward situation last night.
      I didn't even realize how long I had been lying there, pondering the
situation at hand.  I heard Mr. Madison walking down the hallway and
whistling.  I grabbed my already hard dick and rubbed it, wondering what I
should do.  I decided to go to the bathroom... What was the harm in that?
I climbed down the ladder, made sure Jake was sleeping soundly, and snuck
down the hallway.  Mr. Madison's door was cracked, so I slipped in and
pressed myself against the wall, just around the corner from Mr. Madison's
bed where I watched from last night, and where I had last seen his juicy
cock.  Just as I was building up the courage to take a peek, Mr. Madison
scared the bejesus out of me again.
      "You don't have to hide, Christian."  I heard from the silence.  I
took a deep breath and timidly peeked around the corner.  Mr. Madison was,
once again, laying there in his full glory and stroking his cock.  Only,
tonight, he was going at a much slower pace.
      "Don't be nervous, Christian.  If you want this, I do as well.  If
you do not, than I don't either.  There will be no hard feelings, ever."  I
stood there for a moment, taking in this wonderful scene; wondering if I
really wanted to go through with this or not.  My throbbing dick ultimately
made the decision for me, though.  I walked over to the bed and climbed on,
then started rubbing myself through the cartoon boxers.
      Mr. Madison smiled when he noticed the boxers, "I believe I recognize
those as being Jacob's."
      "Uh... Yeah, I uh, didn't have any.  I... forgot to go home today." I
stammered out.
      "Take them off." He whispered.  I obliged and he took them from me to
smell them.  "These are still fresh.  What did you wear, today?"
      "I didn't wear any..." I said.  He replied with a growl deep in his
throat and leaned forward to grab me.  He had my cock in his hand and
looked me in the eyes.
      "You tell me when to stop.  I want you to be completely comfortable
and enjoy it as much as I am going to."  I leaned forward and kissed him.
It was awkward, but I loved every second of it.  He was my first kiss and
it was everything I ever expected it to be and more.  He slowly stroked me
as he began massaging my tongue with his.  I moaned into his mouth as we
repositioned so that I was lying on my back and he was pressed to my side
so he could be at a better angle to jack me.  His pace picked up and I was
already ready to cum.  I moaned hard and shot several ropes of my warm, hot
jizz.
      Mr. Madison leaned down and licked the cum off my stomach and chest,
then sucked the head of my cock clean.  He rolled back and started to
stroke his own cock.
      "Can I?" I asked, breathlessly.
      "Of course you can.  But remember, you don't have to do anything you
are not comfortable with doing."  I got up and climbed between his legs,
then grabbed his cock and began to jerk him off.  We held eye contact while
I stroked his thickness.  I leaned down and took his head into my mouth.
He groaned and ran one hand through my hair to grab hold and held onto the
edge of the bed with the other.  I swallowed his cock until it hit the back
of my throat and gagged a bit.  I backed up some and didn't quite know
where to go from there.
      "Use your tongue," Mr. Madison moaned.  "Keep sucking and lick around
my head.  Pull down on my shaft with your hand so my foreskin will expose
my head better."  I did as I was told and Mr. Madison pushed his hips up,
forcing his dick a little deeper in my mouth.  I gagged again and went back
to a comfortable depth.
      Mr. Madison continued to instruct me on the art of fellatio until he
finally started thrusting up his hips, so I took his dick in both of my
hands and jacked it hard until he came on his stomach and chest.  He pushed
me on my back and climbed over me, planting a kiss on my lips.  He pressed
himself against me and began to slowly hump and thrust himself against me
which made an odd, wet noise from the leftovers of his load.  Our cocks
were rubbing together with each motion.  We kissed passionately and
explored each other with our hands.
      He had me close to climax again.  My toes clenched tightly and I
grabbed two fistfuls of his hair and pulled to try to hold in my pleasure.
Mr. Madison groaned and moved his kissing to my neck where he licked and
softly bit along my collarbone.  With his third teasing bite I burst.  The
wet noise increased with my added spunk.
      Mr. Madison rolled onto his back next to me.  We were both breathing
heavily and covered in cum.  Mr. Madison's right leg was heavily weighing
my own left leg down.
      "Have you ever been with a man before?"  Mr. Madison asked.  He was
picking up cum from his stomach with his finger and sucking it off.
      "No.  This was my first time."  I said, starting to feel a bit
embarrassed.
      "Well, that was pretty fucking good for your first time.  Did you
enjoy it?"
      "I came twice..."
      "Cumming does not equal total enjoyment.  I mean are you happy with
what we did?  Or, do you regret it?"
      "I mean... I liked it.  I'm not necessarily happy, but I don't regret
it.  I just feel so... relieved to tell you the truth.  It's like a giant
pressure has been lifted.  I guess you could describe it as satisfied."
      "I like that.  Christian, you know what we did tonight cannot be
discussed outside of between you and me, right?"
      "I know.  But, is what we did wrong?"
      "Some might see it as that way.  But if you and I both feel satisfied
by the experience, and you do not hold any regrets toward it, then it is
just fine."
      "Can we do this again?" I asked, almost regretting the question when
he didn't answer immediately.
      "So long as you want to, I will always be available to you.  We just
have to make sure Jacob remains unaware of our arrangement."  At the
mention of Jake I instantly felt guilty.  I was so stupid.  I wasn't
thinking when I did this.  My stupid fucking teen hormones got me into this
mess.  What would Jake do?
      "Stop, Christian.  Do not worry about Jacob.  What we are doing is
just fine.  He would be upset, of course, but your relationship with him
will stay just fine if we keep this to ourselves.  Now, go clean yourself
up and get back to bed."  He grabbed the boxers Jake had lent me and tossed
them to me.  "Use those to clean yourself and leave them in the bottom
drawer of the nightstand."
      While I wiped myself down, Mr. Madison walked over to his dresser and
pulled something from the top of his laundry basket.  "Wear these.  I want
you to have the excitement I built up for tonight touching your cock
through tomorrow."
      He handed me a pair of his underwear.  There was a wet spot on the
front of them.  I slid them on and he put a knot in the top so that they
wouldn't fall off.  He then rubbed the wet spot into my cock.  "This is the
pre-cum I leaked all day today."  He licked my lips and then got into his
bed.  "Goodnight Christian.  I hope you sleep well tonight."