My (22) father has a younger coworker Brian (40) that he became close friends with about 4 years ago. I remember that first time he was over at our house — I was running up to my room and had to do a double take to see who the hot guy in the house was. I walked over and my father introduced me to his coworker and I was trying hard not to blush.
This Brian guy was hot. He was very attractive, tall, light brown/blonde hair, sexy short beard, and dressed well. I was all for having my father have hot guy friends and for them to hang out at the house! I didn’t realize at the time that this was the beginning of a close friendship they were both going to build.
As the months went by, Brian was over at our house more and more. I loved it because I totally had the hots for the guy. He talked about dating women and occasionally had a female date over with him, but I didn’t care because eye candy was eye candy.
He was a good dresser and stylish for a straight dude. His clothes weren’t baggy and fit really well — showing all the goods off. He clearly had a nice big chest underneath and his pants or shorts showed off a really great backside. It wasn’t too long before I started really drooling over him and thinking about him when he was gone, if you know what I mean.
Brian was around more and more as their friendship took off. Dropping by after golf outings with my father, working on the car together, watching sports at our house, meeting up for a run or to hit the gym, etc.
I would start hanging around more with them so I could admire the view. Brian was really easy to talk to and was just a great guy that I enjoyed being around. And boy did I enjoy staring at the outlines of his amazing chest or his big arms.
I’d be in heaven when he’d lean back on the couch, and his shirt would ride up and show his underwear waistband — Calvin Klein, Under Armour, Saxx. It was all so hot.
I had been into older, masc dudes for awhile now so this was just pouring water on a grease fire now.
The first time I realized he was hung was noticing the outline of his dick in a photo my mother posted on her IG. Brian was wearing a pair of jean khakis that wasn’t hiding much and you could see the outline of what looked like a massive dick.
I noticed it more after that and would catch glimpses of the outline when he was around. I remember being in the hot tub with him and my father once and when he got up out of it, his trunks were clinging tightly to his crotch showing everything. I was in heaven and so utterly distracted now. The shirtless moments were equally hot.
I started hanging out with them more and even joining for short trips like fishing or hunting. My father thought I was wanting to get closer to him…but he didn’t realize my true intentions.
The coolest thing about Brian was that he treated me like a regular dude and not different because I was openly gay. He’d constantly ask me if I had met any new dudes or why I wasn’t bringing any dudes home to hang out. That seemed surprising to me at the time.
Everything changed during a short hiking trip when my father had to pull out at the last minute because of work. We decided we would still head out for it even without my father. It was there that Brian confessed that first night to me that he was closet bi.
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing because I never assumed for a second that he was anything but straight. Yeah, he didn’t seem to ever have a long term gf, but he was constantly dating women.
I probed so much that night. Had he done stuff with guys? Where did he meet guys? What had he done? I complimented him so much — how he would be such a huge catch for gay dudes and so many would line up for him. He did admit to a ton of man on man hookups, but still kept challenging my assessment of his desirability to men.
It came to the point, with the help of several drinks as well, where I was finally admitting what I personally thought about him. How hot he was. How I was into older men. Believe it or not, he said he was hard for me the first time he met me.
So the close came flying off that night and I finally saw his big dick in the flesh. Getting my hands and then mouth on that was a dream come true…and touching his chest and stomach with my hands was just so amazing. I sucked his dick so excitedly. I could barely get halfway down his shaft, but licked up and down the length of it before putting it back in my mouth. He lasted a long time but then finally muttered that he was going to cum and pushed me off just before his massive cum shot came flying out over several big bursts.
I turned over and laid down on my back from exhaustion given how long he held out, my dick pointing straight up toward my stomach. He reached over and started stroking me and I shot my load in less than 20 seconds.
The second day we chatted and chatted about dudes and sex and all of it. I swore I wouldn’t say anything about what happened and he said he trusted me and was just really worried about my father. “It’s why I didn’t do more last night,” he said. That instantly made me hard.
Later that night we drank and chatted more. I felt so comfortable around him and he looked so fucking hot. He had hiked shirtless during the day and the view of his underwear prominently peeking out of his shorts was driving me nuts the whole way.
We eventually started making out and touching each other all over. Eventually I muttered “I need you to fuck me so badly.” It was as if he was waiting for a green light, because he sprung right into action and attacked me in the best possible way.
Soon I was being carried off into the bedroom and eventually he was inside of me and a dream was coming true. He had clearly fucked around with a lot of dudes, because he was very experience and great in bed. He was so cocksure and aggressive in the right ways, and so vocal and saying all the right naughty things.
I remember him on top of me, with my legs on his broad shoulders. I was staring up at him and loving his expressions of utter arousal as he fucked me deeper and deeper. Eventually I blew a massive load all over my chest and abs and he was quickly making out with me and then ravenously licking my body and slurping up every last drop of my cum.
Everything changed, of course, after that trip. It’s been about 9 months now and we’ve been fucking each other very regularly. When my parents were on a european trip for two weeks in the summer, we went on our own secret trip. It was crazy being on a vacation with him as a couple and him fucking out my brains every night.
The summer was so intense and fun. I even convinced him to let me video us having sex once. Man was it the hottest video ever created. I’ve found myself watching that video when I’m horny and he’s not around.
I did that a lot during Christmas break, and I got sloppy and left the video minimized instead of closing the video once. I’ll never forget the feeling of my heart dropping when my father was using my laptop and said “is this Brian?”
I came over not realizing what he was talking about just as he had hit the play button and then I was suddenly in the frame as I sat myself slowly down on Brian’s massive cock as he was sitting down on the bed.
Needless to say, it’s been a very awkward few weeks. Believe it or not, my father has come around and been supportive of me. But I think his friendship with Brian is over. Brian had threatened to end it all when I first told him, but of course we can’t keep our hands off of each other.