Date: Mon, 22 Jul 2013 13:47:50 -0500
From: Chris Tian <sexychrispylove@gmail.com>
Subject: My Best Friend's Daddy Part 3
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.
Quick addition #2! Again, thank you so much to everyone who has
written to me! I feel so honored to have so many loyal readers who take
time out of their lives to contact me and let me know how much they are
enjoying my story! Part 3 was a tough one to write because it is a very
emotional one for me. If I get far enough in my story, you'll see why. My
E-Mail is sexychrispylove@gmail.com. This time around, you all did not
disappoint. My god, the descriptions of how my story affected some of you,
the visuals of how it affected others... I very much enjoyed them and they
definitely gave me some great motivation.
Torn
Jake and I went for a run Saturday morning. I wanted to go myself
because I was bursting at the seams, but I had been avoiding him for a
while ever since I started fooling around with his father. I'm positive
that if he were to find out, our friendship would be over. He was my best
friend since we were babies and I loved him like a brother. We had been
through hell and back together over the years. I was torn between the
newfound attraction and fondness for his father and the relationship with
my best friend and brother. To top it all off, Mr. Madison wanted me to do
something I was not completely sure of whether or not I would be
comfortable with doing. While I didn't assume that we were anything more
than fuck buddies, I didn't imagine that he'd expect me to partake in his
activities with other men. Yes, it may be most people's dream to have a
threesome, but I was so fresh. I had never even had someone inside of me.
How could I expect my first time to include someone I had never met before?
Maybe he was a total creep, a complete weirdo. He could also be incredibly
attractive. But I had no idea.
"What's going on in that head of yours?" Jake asked. "You've been
so withdrawn for a week or so."
I tried to laugh it off, but he saw through it and gave me one of
his 'stop the bullshit' looks. "I've just been in a weird place lately. I
don't know what the fuck I'm doing."
"You know I'm always here for you, right? If you ever need to talk
about anything, just come to me! We're brothers! We've always been there
for each other. Remember our blood oath?"
"Yeah, this one's just some inner turmoil. I have to figure it
out, at least somewhat, before I can even begin to explain it."
Jake stopped and grabbed me in for a huge hug. "Chris, you know I
love you. I'm just worried about you. This isn't like last time, is it?
You know you can tell me anything before getting to that point again. I
didn't run or judge you for telling me you're gay. But we'll leave it at
this. I love you and am always there for you. If that means you need me
to be there as an ear for listening, or a shoulder to cry on, a buddy to
run away with, or even a punching bag to release your stress on, I am
there. Now let's go back to my place and kill some zombies."
"Thank you Jake, I appreciate it. And no, it's not like last time.
I just have some shit to work through. But I really can't come over right
now, I've got to get home and get ready for the party tonight and whatnot.
You should go! You could get some quality time in with Amanda... And who
knows, you could maybe get your dick wet tonight."
Jake's face went deep red, "Shut up, dude. You know I can't
go... Her brother's going to be there and he hates me."
"All right, but those blue balls aren't going to cure themselves."
"Look who's talking, you're in the same boat dude."
It was now my turn to blush, only an enormous amount of guilt was
behind my blush. "All right, then I'll see you later."
I ran home and raced to my computer. I quickly logged in and
turned on my webcam. Mr. Madison's smiling face appeared on my screen.
"Christian, you look nice and sweaty. If only I were there to lick
you clean! How did you enjoy your run with Jacob?"
"It was fine. You know I love a good run." Mr. Madison zoomed his
camera out so that I could see a full view of his naked body. He was rock
hard and slowly rubbing his dick with one hand. "And I especially love to
see that view."
"Now it's your turn. Let me see that cock of yours."
I slid one hand into my shorts and slid them down and off, while
keeping my cock covered with that hand. "Is this what you want to see?" I
said as I started to sway my hips slowly.
"Don't be a tease, Christian. I could always just get my fix of
you from the wonderful pictures you sent me."
"But that wouldn't give you the full experience of me." I adjusted
my hand so that I was just covering my cock, leaving my balls hanging free.
"You wouldn't get to see my balls sway with my sexy ass moves." I could
see Mr. Madison quicken the pace, and his eyes that were full of sex and
lust. "You would just see a photo of my cock, not me actually stroking it
because you had me so hot and horny." I said as I adjusted my hand again so
that I had my hand wrapped around it and began to slow jack myself.
Mr. Madison moaned and quickened his pace some more. "And you especially
wouldn't get to see this, which I know you would be oh so mad to miss." I
turned around and knelt on the seat of my computer chair. In this position
I was able to have my ass in full view of the camera. I turned my head so
that I could see him licking his lips and use his other hand to assist in
the jerking. "Is this better than those silly pictures?" I said as I
jerked my cock with one hand and ran my other over my slightly hairy ass,
then slipped a finger into my asshole. I moaned to the camera and begin
sliding that finger in and out of my tight hole.
"Jesus fuck, Christian! You are so fucking hot. Use another
finger, baby. Fuck yourself for me." I obliged and slid a second finger
in. I started fucking myself with my fingers hard and moaned for him. By
his breathing, I could tell he was getting close to climax. I added a
third finger to my self fuck and he began moaning loudly as came over his
chest and stomach. I stopped finger fucking myself and turned around to
jerk off to the camera. I jacked myself hard and fast so that I could
finish for him. My climax came quickly and I cupped my other hand so that
I could catch my spunk. I released six or seven ropes of cum into my hand,
and then licked my hand clean.
"God damn, I wish I could be there to eat that for you."
"Believe me I wish you were here to."
"I will be tomorrow at 2. Have you thought anymore about our
possible arrangement?"
"Yes, and I still haven't come to a decision, yet." I said, a
little upset he was bringing it up.
"That's fine. Just know that we'll be there at 2. You can come
whenever you want." He said with a wink.
"Yeah, I have to go. I have a party I'm going to tonight." I
said, shortly.
"Christian, don't be angry. You know I am missing you, and your
tight little body. If you're uncomfortable, that's fine. We can do this
Monday, instead."
"I'll call you tomorrow," I said and logged off the computer. I
punched the wall in anger. He promised me that he wouldn't push me, and I
was completely not ready for this decision. I really wanted to do this for
him. I knew it would be important to him, and I wanted to push my limits
and try this for him, but I couldn't wrap my head around it. I left my
room to walk over to the bathroom for a shower. On my way I ran into a
woman in her underwear.
"Oh wow, this doesn't happen too often! You must be a real keeper
or something."
She uncomfortably looked away from my dangling junk, "Who are you?"
"It's so nice to know that today's whore doesn't even know that my
father has a son. Your mother must be so proud to have a beautiful slut
such as yourself." I said before going into the bathroom. She had run off
crying. I turned the water on scalding and climbed in, letting the water
just run over me. I grabbed the soap and started to lather up my body,
when the bathroom door suddenly burst open. Before I could react my dad
ripped the shower curtain to the side and he punched me in the face. My
left eye exploded with pain. I hit the floor of the tub hard and tried to
fight back but he knelt outside the tub and grabbed my hands to hold me
down.
"Quit being such a little fucking shit and mind your own fucking
business next time. Don't fuck with me and I won't fuck with you." I
could smell the alcohol coming off of him in waves. I did the only thing I
thought sensible in this situation and spit up in his face. He wiped it
off and punched me again in the same spot. "And don't fucking walk around
the house like that anymore. You made Amber uncomfortable. Plus, you've
got nothing to brag about." He let me go and walked out of the bathroom.
I stood and collected myself. I finished showering, making sure to be
tender around my head and face. When I got out of the shower I checked my
face in the mirror. My eye was a bit swollen and already changing color.
I left the bathroom and walked down to the kitchen to grab an ice pack. I
went back up to my room and fell into my bed. I gingerly put the ice pack
on my eye and tried to ignore the sound of the extreme sexcapaids coming
from my dad's room.
I fell asleep only to be woken up about 4 hours later. It was
about 9 PM and my phone was going off. Matteo texted me, 'hey r u cmng?'
I replied with a picture of my eye and said that I was tired. My eye was
horribly bruised, but the ice made the swelling go down, so it wasn't all
that terrible. He sent back a self-picture of him hold a beer next to his
face and a sad face. 'drinks will hlp!' He replied. I got up and lightly
slid a tank top over my head and slid on a pair of basketball shorts,
forgoing the underwear. I slid on a pair of flip flops and went to leave
the house.
On my way out the door my dad asked, "Where the fuck do you think
you're going?" He was making some food in his underwear.
"Fuck off, and you should cover up. You have less to brag about."
I slammed the door and took off running. I ran the whole way to Amanda's
house to relieve some of the stress.
I walked into the party and was instantly surrounded by Amanda and
her friend, Brittney. They both wanted my dick, bad. Too bad for them, I
guess. "Chris, what happened, sweetie?" Amanda asked and lightly touched
my cheek.
Brittney handed me a beer, "Do you want to go upstairs and talk about
it?"
"We could help you feel better," Amanda said and let her hand that
was just on my cheek slip down to feel my dick through my shorts. I gently
pushed her hand away.
"Not that I wouldn't love to have you both take care of me, but I
really don't think I'd be any fun tonight, girls... maybe next time."
Ashley pouted out her lower lip, "It's always next time. People are
going to start thinking you're gay, Christian!"
"Well that's unfortunate. I guess I'm just harder to get then most
guys. Maybe you guys need to work a little harder."
I walked off trying to find Matteo. I had to say my hellos to random
people I went to school with and downed 3 beers before I ran into Ashley,
Matteo's girlfriend.
"Hey Ash, where's Matty?"
"Why the fuck should I know?" She yelled before pushing me out of her
way and walking out the door.
She had come from upstairs, so I walked up there and started looking
in rooms. Amanda's brother was fucking Christina, a sophomore girl in his
room. Dana, a girl from cross country, was making out with Ben, a
wrestler, in Amanda's room. I found Matteo sitting on Amanda's parent's
bed, crying.
"What happened? Ashley seems pissed." I said as I locked the door.
He wiped his face and said, "She broke up with me."
"You want me to kick her ass for you?" I tried to joke.
"No. I'm not upset that she left me." He sniffled.
"Well then what's the problem? If you weren't happy with her, you
should be happy now."
He let out a sob and then asked if he could trust me. "Of course you
can trust me, Matty. You're a good friend; I wouldn't betray your
confidence like that."
"Chris... I'm gay."
"Oh. Well that would explain why the hottest stud at school still
hasn't stuck it to his head cheerleader girlfriend yet."
"Fuck you, Chris." He pushed me away. "This isn't a fucking joke.
I just told you something I've never actually told someone before and you
make fun of me like that? Fuck you!"
"Hold on Matteo, I wasn't trying to make fun of you. I'm gay, too."
He looked at me with confusion in his eyes, "But everyone's heard
about you and Amanda and you and Brittney."
"Dude, they are so desperate to fuck me it's not even funny. But
they have not received my holy grail."
"You're really gay?" He asked.
"Like really, really gay. So what happened? Did you tell her?"
"Of course not! I don't want anyone to know. My parents would
disown me. She found some porn on my computer today and waited to confront
me here."
"What kind of porn?" I asked.
"What does it matter?" He wondered.
"Just curious, seeing if you're of good pornographic judgment."
"This isn't funny, Chris."
"I'm sorry, just trying to lighten your mood. Is she going to tell
anyone?" I asked.
"She said she's not sure what she's going to do."
"Listen, I know how it feels to not want to be out. But the cat's
out of the bag. So whatever happens, happens. But now you have someone to
be there for you. If I have to I will pull that bitch's hair out. I can
girl fight like the best of 'em!"
"Chris..." He stopped short.
"What?"
"Nothing."
"Seriously, what's up?"
"Are you really gay?" He asked at barely a whisper.
"Yeah, why don't you believe me?"
"Have you ever... You know?"
"Had sex?" I asked, to which he replied with a nod. "Yes." I
didn't know how I wanted to answer but I didn't want to say that.
"Was it with a guy?"
"Yes."
"Do you hate yourself for it?"
"Not at all. It was... fun. I mean for lack of a better term. It's
better than I ever thought it would be."
He put his hand on my thigh. "Have you ever thought about me?"
"How so?"
"You know what I mean. I'm scared that you're lying to me."
"Why?"
He leaned to me and kissed me. I pulled him into me and lay back on
the bed. He adjusted himself so that he was on top of me and slipped his
tongue into my mouth. I slid off his shirt and he came back at my lips
with more force. My hands explored every inch of his muscular back while
his tongue explored the inside of my mouth. It was almost a little too
much tongue, but I loved it from him. I wanted to touch and taste as much
of him as I could. I let my hands slide down his back lightly, with just
my fingertips, down under his shorts and underwear. I grabbed both cheeks
of his ass and pushed him against me, so our clothed, hard cocks were
pressed tightly together.
"I've thought about kissing you," he kissed me softly, "touching
you," he trailed his fingernails down my sides, "sucking you," he took my
bottom lip between his lips and sucked on it, "and being with you for such
a long time." He kissed me again and sat up so he could slide off my
shirt. He leaned back down and kissed my chest, then began to softly blow
over the skin of my chest. He kissed the other side of my chest and blew
again. He then kissed and sucked one of my nipples and blew around it,
then moved to the other one. He licked down my sternum and kissed and blew
the skin all around my stomach. He started to fumble at my pants when
somebody started knocking on the door.
"Fuck! We've got to get out of here!" I said as I threw my shirt on
backwards. He grabbed his own and looked out the window behind the bed.
"There's a ledge we can climb onto here." He said as the pounding on
the door persisted. I opened the window and pushed the screen out a bit.
Matteo climbed out and held on before he got a footing on the ledge. He
put on his shirt while I climbed out and pushed the screen back on.
"Okay, where the fuck do we go from here?" I asked nervously. I do
not like heights.
"The side of the house is lower, we can jump down there." We made
our way around to the side of the house and I almost peed myself when I saw
what he thought was low. Matteo climbed down so that he was hanging from
the gutter and let go for about a 3 foot drop.
"Hurry up and get down here!"
"Matty... I'm kind of scared..."
"Just do what I did; it's barely a drop, then."
I slowly got down and put one leg over the side. I dropped the other
over and held myself up by my elbows. I felt Matteo's hands on my sides
supporting me so I dropped the rest of the way with his help.
"Are you mad?" He asked.
"Why would I be mad?"
"What happened up there... I didn't mean-" I shut him up with a kiss.
"Matty, everything you said up there, I have thought all along, too."
"My parents are in bed by now... And as you know, my room is in the
basement. If you want to... continue."
"Do you have a car, or are we running?" He slapped me on the ass and
took off. I chased after him and we made it back to his house in a few
minutes. He opened a half window leading to his room and we both slid in.
As soon as my feet hit the floor he kissed me. We started to hastily
undress ourselves. We stood back and admired each other. He was so well
built. Chiseled and perfectly shaped. His cock was about the same size as
mine, maybe just a touch thinner. He had cute, perfectly shaped round
balls. He smiled and turned, showing off his muscular back and sexy bubble
butt. I turned for him and he smiled and nodded at the view.
"Oh please, you are so much sexier than I am." I pulled him in to
kiss him.
"You obviously have poor judgment in looks, then. You are one of the
best looking guys I have had the pleasure of laying my eyes on."
"Oh yeah, and how many guys is that."
"I watch a lot of porn," he laughed. I pushed him back onto his bed.
I kissed him on the lips and moved down his face to his neck. I kissed
down his collar bone and lightly traced my fingers down the outline of his
ribs. I licked his nipples and several places around his chest, and then
moved to his stomach. I swirled my tongue in his belly button, making him
squirm underneath me, and then kissed down his happy trail. I licked from
the base of his cock, up the shaft, over the tip of his head, and down the
bottom of his shaft. I took his head into my mouth and pushed myself down
on it until I had his entire dick in my mouth and my nose was buried in his
pubes. His cock was the perfect size for my mouth. I released his dick
and made my way to his balls. Matteo moaned softly as I sucked both his
balls into my mouth and rolled them around on my tongue. I licked down to
his taint to just above his ass crack. He smelled and tasted incredible;
like how a man should smell and taste. I licked down his ass to his hole
and tongued around it. Matteo grabbed a pillow to drown out his moans
while I spread his cheeks and probed his asshole with my tongue.
"I want you to fuck me." He begged.
"Do you have a condom?" I asked. He sat up and opened his
nightstand drawer to find one condom. He ripped it open and handed it to
me. He climbed across his bed and wiggled his ass at me.
"How do you want me?" I slid the condom on and climbed back onto his
bed, sitting up against his headboard. I lubed my cock up with the bottle
from his nightstand drawer.
"Get over here," I said as I pulled him to me. He straddled my legs
and put some lube on his fingers, then slid them into his asshole to get
himself ready. He lowered himself so that my cockhead was pressed against
his hole.
"I've never had someone inside me. Just my trusty dildo," He
laughed. "Does it hurt?"
"Not too sure, I've only finger fucked myself. I've made it to four
fingers." He pushed himself down so my cock entered him. We both moaned
so he leaned in for a kiss while he finished sliding down on my dick. I
held his ass in my hands and he grinded his lower body in circles, moving
my cock around inside him. He bit my lip as I lifted him by his ass and
dropped him back down on my cock. He continued this motion with slow rises
and quick drops. He wrapped his arms around my neck and continued our
kiss, but this time I explored his mouth with my tongue. He quickened his
pace so he was plopping up and down on my cock. I held onto the back of
his shoulders and dug my nails in. He moaned into my mouth and dug his own
nails into my sides. I laughed from the tickles I felt and pushed him
backward.
He was on his back and I got on my knees between his legs. I pulled
him closer and slipped my dick back into his exposed ass. I fucked him
fast and hard, holding myself up by leaning on his chest. Matteo grabbed
the pillow again and covered his loud groans while I changed pace and
thrust myself into him, slow and hard. I slowly slid out my cock and
plunged myself back into him. He grabbed my hands and maneuvered them so
that my nails were against his skin.
"Scratch me! Make me feel it." He begged, so I dragged my nails
roughly down his chest. He held the pillow tighter, as he was almost
screaming from pleasure.
"I'm close. I'm gonna cum!" I slid my dick out and pulled the
condom off just as I unleashed my load over Matteo's cock, stomach, and
chest. I leaned down and began to lick him clean. We kissed and fondled
each other.
"You were so much better than Steven." Matteo sighed.
"I thought you hadn't done this before!" I exclaimed.
Matteo giggled, "Steven is my dildo!" I laughed and kissed him. I
grabbed hold of his cock and slowly began to rub it.
"Do you have another condom? I want you to be my first." I asked
and nibbled on his earlobe.
"No..." He said, with desperation in his voice. "Chris, do we need
one? It's not like we're going to get pregnant, and if you were safe
before, and I was always safe... We're fine."
I kissed him and climbed on top of him, but he pushed me back. "Get
on your hands and knees." I obliged and he poured some lube onto my ass,
and then slipped two fingers into my asshole. I moaned as he finger fucked
me and begged him to stick his dick in me already. He positioned himself
behind me and pressed himself into me slowly. I groaned in pain as he
continued to fill up my ass. When he was up to the hilt inside me, I felt
the pleasure I was desperately waiting for. He slowly rocked himself back
and forth inside me to loosen my hole up.
"Jesus Christ, you are so fucking tight." He started to thrust
himself faster into me. The pressure in my ass that he was creating felt
magnificent. I squeezed myself around his cock to build more pressure.
"Holy fuck, holy fuck! Keep doing that!" He begged. He grabbed a handful
of my hair and fucked me hard. "Oh my god, I don't think I can last!" He
pumped several more times before moaning loudly and I actually felt him cum
inside me. His cock throbbed and I felt an extra push even though he had
stopped thrusting. He quickly slid his cock out of me and started licking
my freshly fucked ass. I could feel him licking and trying to suck his
spunk out of me. I cried out in pleasure and leaked pre-cum onto his bed
sheets as he slurped up his mess from my asshole. I could feel myself
getting close again, so I started pumping my cock. Matteo noticed what I
was doing, so he moved down to my balls and started sucking on them. He
massaged my inner thighs while taking my balls, one at a time, into his
mouth and sucking hard. My orgasm hit fast and I came all over his bed
sheets. We both collapsed onto the bed.
"Sorry..." I said.
"What the fuck are you sorry for?" Matteo asked.
"I came on your bed," I laughed.
"Oh well, I do all my own laundry anyway. Plus, it's kind of hot
that I'll be sleeping in your cum tonight!"
"Would it be even better if I were with you in the cum tonight?"
Matteo reached over and lightly touched my eye. "What happened?"
I looked away, "my dad is an evil bastard."
Matteo rolled onto his side and pulled me into him. We held each
other, our legs intertwined, and kissed until we fell asleep.