A Massage for my new friend, George by Thorn

I was on a weekend trip away with friends. I am gay, but not out to these

friends. Let me say I enjoy a bit of fooling around with them, but never going so far as to suggest I was anything other than a hetero male, who liked a laugh. I could enjoy the scenery as long as I didn't make it too obvious that I was actually lusting after my friends with their fit sexy bods. George was the youngest. A really fit guy who just had his 18th birthday. He was a newcomer to our group so I didn't really know him. 

Somehow, I managed to time my arrival at the hotel check in just right and ended up sharing a room with him. I must admit it wasn't pure chance and there were some stirrings of excitement. I knew I was very unlikely to have my way with him, but at the very least I would surely catch glimpses of him without his shirt, possibly even wandering around the bedroom in briefs or boxers. 

I began to wonder which he wore. I followed him up the stairs and found my eyes just at the level of his cute tight bum. I could see the telltale sign with the ridges of his briefs just visible through his jeans. God he was a sexy guy.We got to the room, changed and headed out for a lads night on the town.  It was a good night with plenty of drink and the usual lowering of inhibitions and as the night went on. I was always amused how the most carefully macho guys, often turned quite familiar after a few drinks. While sober they would never touch other members of the group, but when drunk they would sling their arms round your neck. maybe even your waist and generally uninhibited about touching almost any part of your body. Being gay, I liked this and encouraged it. George, perhaps not so used to alcohol, was now very merry and was hanging onto the guys - including giving me a real bear hug at one point. I tried not to look too much like I enjoyed it! Together we made it to the final night club and time to go home. George needed a hand to get him back to the hotel and up the stairs. I remember taking advantage of the situation to give his body a good exploration - all in the name of helping him stay upright. I had him held up with an arm around his waist. I even managed to wangle a hand on his bum as we headed up to our room. As I fumbled for the room key I just happened to let my hand brush across the front of his jeans - enough to feel the warmth and outline of his dick and balls. Mmmm, I thought, wish Icould really get in there. All this exploration of this fit young lad had got me really horny, excited and hard. We got into the room and George half fell onto one of the beds. He muttered how it had been a great night.Yeah I said, stripping off to my briefs and heading to the bathroom. My dick was still hard with the fun I had had with George. I stared at him as I went to the loo to brush my teeth. He was a really sexy guy, lying limply and relaxed on the bed. I returned and - while he was looking at me I wriggled out of my briefs, delighted to see that I had caught his attention. My dick was quite hard and I fancied that George had enjoyed my show. I hopped into bed and George picked himself up and started undressing. He was as sexy as I expected. A lean body, but not too lean, sculpted chest and a little bit of a six pack, with a sexy belly button and a downy trail of hair disappearing into his black and white briefs. The package was impressive and I could clearly see his dick, looking ever so slightly hard. George made a point of walking over to me and standing in front of me lying in the bed. His briefs were at my face level and he was clearly uninhibited thanks to the alcohol and also making a deliberate point of standing close to me so that I got a real eyeful of the goods, albeit wrapped in those sexy briefs. 

Clearly I could see his dick was a little hard. George disappeared to the loo and I heard the scrubbings of teeth through the open door. I looked across and could see through the slightly open door that he had stripped off completely and was stroking his hardening dick! I could not believe my eyes and kept  
watching, stroking my own dick under the covers.

George came out totally naked, his dick semi hard and passed the other bed to come across to the one where I was. Without lifting the covers he crashed face first onto the pillows and lay there beside me, naked. "I could do with a massage," he said. I hopped out from under the covers and started to massage his neck and shoulders. His skin felt wonderfully soft and warm as he emitted low, happy sounded groans of pleasure. I worked slowly down his back, then started to massage his tight little bum, now sitting astride George as I got bolder. Between his legs I could see his beautiful uncut dick seemed to be getting bigger as he lay motionless face down on the bed. 
I shifted position and George deftly rolled over presenting the front of his body to view. His dick was now standing to attention as was mine. I massaged his chest, then down his stomach before moving my hand into his pubic hair. He gave a delighted squeal, which encouraged me to move on to his dick and he gave a low happy sigh. I started pumping his beautiful soft, but warm dick. There was a little bead of precum forming at the tip. George was lying back, clearly savouring every stroke. Then I felt his hand grab my dick and start stroking. We came together in a with a mutual sigh of sexual contentment. We then snuggled into bed locked into an embrace which seemed to last all night. The next morning I awoke to find George still with his arms around my body. George and I became good friends. We never let on to the group that we were gay, but we tried where ever possible to share a room if we went on a trip. George was also a regular visitor to my flat and almost invariably would end up naked, either just because he wanted to, or because I would challenge him to a dare.

 

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Has your friend's dad ever hinted at fooling around? Part 2

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Re: Has your friend's dad ever hinted at fooling around? I have fooled around with my dad's friend, but only once, and I only did it because I was curious. At that period of time, my mom was out of town and my dad had his friend over and they were having a few drinks. My sister called and she locked herself out of her car (LOL), so my dad had to go pick her up because she needed to get to work. My dad's friend stayed while my dad left and we talked a little bit.  He asked me some personal stuff like if i had a girlfriend, and I have had a few so it turned into a long conversation. Then he walked over and he spilled some whiskey on my legs near my crotch and he said he'd help me clean it off, (it wasn't intentional by the way).       I didn't mind too much because I was kinda turned on when he was helping me clean it off.  I kinda got carried away and helped him rub my crotch and that's how it all started.  I hadn't really had much experience with other guys. At that time it was one of my first sexual encounters.  I sucked him off and that was it, nothing much more happened after that. He moved out of town soon after so the opportunity hasn't shown itself yet. I really enjoyed it while it lasted.  He had a really nice dick, and a very hot cumshot also.

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July 2nd, 2006, 05:01 AM

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Re: Has your friend's dad ever hinted at fooling around? When I was in high school I really had the hots for my best friend's dad. My buddy was a real all-around jock, and when you saw his dad you knew where he got it from. In summer he was always walking around with no shirt on, just a pair of gym shorts. His chest and abs were really well developed, sort of medium hairy with really inviting silky brown hair... nice legs too, and a firm round butt. He was always real friendly too, with a big smile for his son's friends. Very physical, always putting his hand on my shoulder and squeezing gently or slapping me playfully on the butt. Anyway, flash forward to college... I was home for the summer and on an impulse I dropped by my buddy's house. His dad was the only one there, he told me my friend was working on a job out of town. He was wearing a polo shirt and cutoff jeans, socks but no shoes -- he still looked great even though he must have been at least 45 at this point. He had grown a neatly trimmed beard, which was reddish brown with just a little bit of gray. He invited me to sit down, and something about the way he said it gave me a little stir (just a little) in the nether regions. He offered me a drink and I think he was surprised when I asked for a whisky. He poured one for himself as well. We got to talking and he filled me in on all his problems. Work wasn't going well, blah blah, but the biggest surprise was that his wife had walked out on him. When he started talking about her he started to get a little teary and pretty soon he couldn't talk anymore and was pretty much just blubbering. I instinctively got out of my chair and sat right up next to him on the  sofa. He reached over and pulled me closer, then buried his face in my shoulder. He put his arms around me and held me close, and that's when I started to get hard. In fact I wanted him so much I didn't think I could hold back. I started kissing him softly on the back of the neck, right at the bottom of his haircut, murmuring reassuring words. He seemed to appreciate that, and next thing I know he was kissing my neck as well. Then we shifted our faces around and started kissing gently on the lips, just exploratory kisses. I rubbed up and down his back, and he put his hand inside my t shirt. He moved his hand around to the front and started massaging my chest. Meanwhile our kisses were getting more passionate, his tongue probing inside my mouth. We helped each other off with our shirts and I finally got to run my fingers through the beautiful hair on his chest. He responded by moving his face to my chest and tonguing my nipple. I let my hand run down his back to the top of his cutoffs, which were pretty loose, with no belt. I slipped my hand inside and discovered he wasn't wearing underpants. I slid my finger down his crack as far as it would go and then back up. He started moaning, so I figured he liked that. I slipped it down again, and this time I stopped at the hole and rubbed the outside of it. At that point he groaned and pulled away from me. He had a big smile. He got up and said follow me, and held out his hand. I got up and we went into his bedroom. We both quickly stripped off the rest of our clothes and jumped on the bed. At this point I got to do exactly what I'd been dreaming about for years. I explored every inch of his body with my hands and mouth -- his hairy chest (licking his nipples), his well-padded but still firm belly, his thighs, the place where the thighs meet the ass, and then around inside his crotch. I spent a long time between his legs, licking the underside of his balls, his asshole, and the space in between. Meanwhile his dick was as hard as a rock and was starting to drip copious precum. He was begging me to suck his dick, and finally I pulled up and went down on him. While I was doing that, he grabbed my hand and moved it down to his asshole, where it had been before. I fingered his asshole while I blew him. After a while I was able to get two fingers in him at the same time, and that's when he blew a huge load right in my mouth. After he had calmed down a little, we kissed and made out some more, and then he offered to blow me. Since he'd never done it before, he wasn't as good as he might have been, but that didn't stop me from shooting a big load all over his mouth, face, and beard. After that we cleaned up in the shower together. It would have been nice to stay longer, but I had to go back to my parents' house for dinner. But in answer to your original question -- no, not counting that one time I've never fooled around with a friend's dad.

 

Guys talking about sex with their fathers Part 3

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