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By *rith47 OP Man
over a year ago
Erith |
Hitting 40, many would say I had a great life, I'm handsome, lovely house and car, house in France a stunning intelligent wife, great sex life and our two kids are heading off to Uni next year. I have travelled extensively, have a great professional career. One thing I have been oppressing for years is my attraction to men, trying to hide eyeing up a nice arse, looking twice at a handsome face and looking out my eye corners at bulges on hot suited guys where I work and in the St. It is something that makes me increasingly horny every day. Wanking off more to gay porn when I get the house to myself and sometimes v late at night, looking at men on my phone in the toilet.
I think so much now about sucking big cocks and making a guy cum over my face. Feeling a guy's bare arse. I'd wanked off for years thinking about various mates, seeing them getting changed when we played football on a Sunday, looking at their bare arses and big thick cocks, goodness knows how they did not notice me drooling.
I caught a good look at one guy I work with. Out my eye corner I saw him roll his foreskin back and forth as he pissed at the urinal, god he was a hot looking man, alpha male, handsome, about 45, peachy arse, suited, he stood back from the urinal, his cock was long and thick with a big purple helmet and such big low hanging balls. He was so close to me.
That was just too much and I went into a cubicle and wanked off, thinking about him face fucking me and making me swallow all his cum, those huge balls smacking my chin. Shooting the biggest load over the floor I could not stop myself letting out a moan.
I need to do something about this now, I don't want this to threaten my life if my wife finds out but it's too big an issue now to ignore. I seriously need some cock. It makes me increasingly horny.
Having to work late, I missed going away with my wife and children to visit her Dad, but she understood, I would get a huge bonus if this project was success. I decided to invite a my mate Andy back to the house, not seen him for ages, in hope I cold relax.
The bell rang a bit early, just as I realised there was no Peroni in the house. I met him with a 'Shit sorry, no beer, I will be back, the project I mentioned is open on my spare laptop' and rushed off to the shop. Andy smelt hot, I need to stop this or I will spend the whole evening looking at his bulge. Yes it was large. I was making myself hard.
I got back and we had a great evening, laughing and drinking. I mentioned the project I wanted him to see. The mood changed a bit and he said 'I closed your history tab full of gay porn before I could see it'. Shit, what...oh fuck... I just got up floundering and looked at my laptop. How do I deal with this. Before I could think, Andy was behind me, pressing his bulge against my arse crack...'You know I'm bi, don't you, did you leave it open for me to see, because you wanted my big cock mate, because I have always wanted yours. I have seen you eyeing up my bulge for years'.
Pulling me up from over my laptop he wrapped his arms around me, rubbing my chest, breathing on my neck. 'You don't seem to be objecting mate.....you make me so fucking horny, I always knew you were bi; I fuck my wife up the arse wishing I was ploughing your hole, did you know that?' My whole body feeling changed with those words, took my breath away....I had never felt so turned on, I thought my cock would burst...
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