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It was starting to get dark when we woke from our naps. We didn’t know exactly when Devin and his mother would be back, but expected them anytime.
As Don got up from the recliner, he laced his fingers together, raised them above his head, and stretched. He pushed his hips forward, causing the fabric across the crotch of his sweats to tighten against his cock and balls. Again, I was reminded of our first time. But, this time, he was sporting a semi.
He went to the kitchen and got a drink, and then to the bathroom. I got up from the couch and carried my laundry to my room. As I was putting up my clothes, Don came to my door and leaned against the frame.
“I had a really good day, Mike,” he stated. “I want you to know that.”
“Thanks, me, too,” I replied. “Wish we would have started yesterday, though.”
He laughed. “Yeah,” he said, “we should’ve. I wasn’t sure.”
“It’s like I told you last night, Don. I’m here for you anytime. An-y-time.”
“Got it,” he smiled and winked.
He turned and went to Devin’s room and started packing his bag. After he got his kit from the bathroom, he returned to my room.
“Did I leave my shorts in here?” he asked.
I felt my face redden as I looked at him.
“What?” he asked.
“Yeah,” I said. It would have been easy enough to say no, but I could not lie to him. I went to my bed and pulled the covers back.
Don laughed. His bikini briefs were clearly visible in the pillow case as soon as I lifted the blanket.
“I was gonna keep ‘em,” I confessed, unable to look at him.
“Come here,” he coaxed. “Come here.”
I started to reach into the pillow case.
“No, baby,” he said, “Just come here.”
I moved around the bed towards him. As I got to the foot of the bed, he spread his arms and stepped towards me. I walked into him, and as he wrapped his arms around my shoulders, I wrapped mine around his waist. I rested my chin on his shoulder.
“Keep ‘em,” he whispered. “I’m flattered.” He rubbed his hands up and down my back.
I felt his cock pulse against mine. My cock pulsed back. I moved him into the hall and against the wall. I dropped to my knees and pulled his waistband down, freeing his cock and balls. A large drop of precum sparkled on his cock. I leaned in and licked it away. I stroked his cock, watching the head disappear into his foreskin and then reappear. I tongued the head of his cock as I jacked him. I pulled his hood over the head of his cock and my tongue.
Don leaned his shoulders against the wall and spread his legs. His hands rested on my shoulders. His back to hips were arched from the wall, keeping his cock right in front of my mouth. He grabbed my head in his strong hands.
I jacked his cock; the foreskin making my hand glide smoothly over the shaft. Each time his precum appeared on the tip, I licked it into my mouth.
“Ooo, baby,” he breathed. “Ooo, yeah.”
I continued to work his cock, as my own hardened in my shorts. With my free hand, I reached into the leg of my shorts and stroked my own dick. I matched the strokes on my dick with my strokes on his.
As his nuts began to tighten, he slammed his open palms against the wall. His hips jutted forward and his cock strained in my face. My own nuts began to tighten.
I heard his head thud against the wall above me. I knew he was ready. I jacked our dicks faster. I leaned forward, and my tongue swirled and danced on his knob.
“Umph. Umph,” he grunted. “Oh gawd, baby. Umph. Umph.”
I held only the head of his cock in my mouth and continued to jack him as he came. I sucked and tasted every drop that shot from his dick. I kept my mouth on him as he relaxed and the last of his cum continued to ooze out of his cock. I cleaned and polished his cock head, before I released it.
I leaned back on my haunches, looked up at him, and jacked my dick. I pulled my shirt up to my nipples. I aimed my cock at my stomach and came. I shot my load over my stomach and chest, some of it landing in my bush. I could barely breathe. I pulled my underwear and shorts up to my chest and wiped my cum down into my crotch. I lowered my t-shirt as I pulled Don’s waist band out and up, over his cock and balls.
“The hall’s a room, right?” I said as looked up at him.
His hands tightened on the back of my neck. He lifted me so that were face to face.
“Jesus, Mike,” he panted. “Jesus.”
He put his lips to my forehead and held them there. There was no pucker, no smack; he just held them there. After several seconds, he released me. As I turned to return to my room, he patted and squeezed my ass cheek.
“Mmmph,” he grunted. "Fuck, you're gonna be the death of me." And he winked.
Ron gathered some clean clothes and headed for the shower.
"You should grab a shower, too; this whole house smells like fucking," he said as he waggled his eyebrows..
I grinned and stepped towards him.
"You've got to stay the fuck out of here this time," he mock scolded as he held his hands out to stop me.
I thrust my lower lip out and pouted, "But, Daddy..."
"No. Seriously, no," he said firmly, pointing at me with his index finger. Then, his face softened. "But, you CAN call me 'Daddy' when it's just us."
While Ron showered, I sprayed the house down with air freshener and opened the doors and some windows. I also sprayed some on the couch.
On my way to the shower, Ron reached and grabbed my ass and squeezed. "Damn it," he grunted. "We're not goin' without this long again. We gotta figure something out."
"Glad to hear it. We'll come up with something," I assured him. I trudged to the shower.
My hair had barely dried when Devin and Betty returned. We stood in the drive as Betty and Ron hugged Devin, then turned and hugged me. Don embraced me solidly--and possibly a little too long, but nobody else seemed to notice. As he released the hug, he breathed into my ear, almost causing me to shudder. With his back to Devin and Betty, so that only I could see, he winked and silently mouthed, “Soon, baby.”
As Don got up from the recliner, he laced his fingers together, raised them above his head, and stretched. He pushed his hips forward, causing the fabric across the crotch of his sweats to tighten against his cock and balls. Again, I was reminded of our first time. But, this time, he was sporting a semi.
He went to the kitchen and got a drink, and then to the bathroom. I got up from the couch and carried my laundry to my room. As I was putting up my clothes, Don came to my door and leaned against the frame.
“I had a really good day, Mike,” he stated. “I want you to know that.”
“Thanks, me, too,” I replied. “Wish we would have started yesterday, though.”
He laughed. “Yeah,” he said, “we should’ve. I wasn’t sure.”
“It’s like I told you last night, Don. I’m here for you anytime. An-y-time.”
“Got it,” he smiled and winked.
He turned and went to Devin’s room and started packing his bag. After he got his kit from the bathroom, he returned to my room.
“Did I leave my shorts in here?” he asked.
I felt my face redden as I looked at him.
“What?” he asked.
“Yeah,” I said. It would have been easy enough to say no, but I could not lie to him. I went to my bed and pulled the covers back.
Don laughed. His bikini briefs were clearly visible in the pillow case as soon as I lifted the blanket.
“I was gonna keep ‘em,” I confessed, unable to look at him.
“Come here,” he coaxed. “Come here.”
I started to reach into the pillow case.
“No, baby,” he said, “Just come here.”
I moved around the bed towards him. As I got to the foot of the bed, he spread his arms and stepped towards me. I walked into him, and as he wrapped his arms around my shoulders, I wrapped mine around his waist. I rested my chin on his shoulder.
“Keep ‘em,” he whispered. “I’m flattered.” He rubbed his hands up and down my back.
I felt his cock pulse against mine. My cock pulsed back. I moved him into the hall and against the wall. I dropped to my knees and pulled his waistband down, freeing his cock and balls. A large drop of precum sparkled on his cock. I leaned in and licked it away. I stroked his cock, watching the head disappear into his foreskin and then reappear. I tongued the head of his cock as I jacked him. I pulled his hood over the head of his cock and my tongue.
Don leaned his shoulders against the wall and spread his legs. His hands rested on my shoulders. His back to hips were arched from the wall, keeping his cock right in front of my mouth. He grabbed my head in his strong hands.
I jacked his cock; the foreskin making my hand glide smoothly over the shaft. Each time his precum appeared on the tip, I licked it into my mouth.
“Ooo, baby,” he breathed. “Ooo, yeah.”
I continued to work his cock, as my own hardened in my shorts. With my free hand, I reached into the leg of my shorts and stroked my own dick. I matched the strokes on my dick with my strokes on his.
As his nuts began to tighten, he slammed his open palms against the wall. His hips jutted forward and his cock strained in my face. My own nuts began to tighten.
I heard his head thud against the wall above me. I knew he was ready. I jacked our dicks faster. I leaned forward, and my tongue swirled and danced on his knob.
“Umph. Umph,” he grunted. “Oh gawd, baby. Umph. Umph.”
I held only the head of his cock in my mouth and continued to jack him as he came. I sucked and tasted every drop that shot from his dick. I kept my mouth on him as he relaxed and the last of his cum continued to ooze out of his cock. I cleaned and polished his cock head, before I released it.
I leaned back on my haunches, looked up at him, and jacked my dick. I pulled my shirt up to my nipples. I aimed my cock at my stomach and came. I shot my load over my stomach and chest, some of it landing in my bush. I could barely breathe. I pulled my underwear and shorts up to my chest and wiped my cum down into my crotch. I lowered my t-shirt as I pulled Don’s waist band out and up, over his cock and balls.
“The hall’s a room, right?” I said as looked up at him.
His hands tightened on the back of my neck. He lifted me so that were face to face.
“Jesus, Mike,” he panted. “Jesus.”
He put his lips to my forehead and held them there. There was no pucker, no smack; he just held them there. After several seconds, he released me. As I turned to return to my room, he patted and squeezed my ass cheek.
“Mmmph,” he grunted. "Fuck, you're gonna be the death of me." And he winked.
Ron gathered some clean clothes and headed for the shower.
"You should grab a shower, too; this whole house smells like fucking," he said as he waggled his eyebrows..
I grinned and stepped towards him.
"You've got to stay the fuck out of here this time," he mock scolded as he held his hands out to stop me.
I thrust my lower lip out and pouted, "But, Daddy..."
"No. Seriously, no," he said firmly, pointing at me with his index finger. Then, his face softened. "But, you CAN call me 'Daddy' when it's just us."
While Ron showered, I sprayed the house down with air freshener and opened the doors and some windows. I also sprayed some on the couch.
On my way to the shower, Ron reached and grabbed my ass and squeezed. "Damn it," he grunted. "We're not goin' without this long again. We gotta figure something out."
"Glad to hear it. We'll come up with something," I assured him. I trudged to the shower.
My hair had barely dried when Devin and Betty returned. We stood in the drive as Betty and Ron hugged Devin, then turned and hugged me. Don embraced me solidly--and possibly a little too long, but nobody else seemed to notice. As he released the hug, he breathed into my ear, almost causing me to shudder. With his back to Devin and Betty, so that only I could see, he winked and silently mouthed, “Soon, baby.”
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