When Connie called, I was about to go out. She and Gary had been my neighbors for more than 12 years. We had become good friends. When I was away, they took care of my house and when they were away I reciprocated. Connie and Gary were in Vegas. She was afraid that she hadn't turned the air conditioning up to 80. I told her not to worry that I would take care of it. I fetched my key from the cabinet in the hall and headed across the yard.
We both had nice lawns with perennial gardens. Gary and Connie loved the yard work. Many times they helped me. We had installed a gate in the white picket fence that surrounded our back yards. As I came through the Rose arbor, I noticed that Connie had left a light on. Good thing that she called. The central air unit was buzzing away. Connie had forgotten.
I put my key in the lock and opened the door. When I came in I heard music coming from the other side of the house. I crossed thru the dining room to the hall. The music was coming from the back bedroom. Alarm clock, I tought. How wrong I was.
Bending over in front of the mirror was their son Tim. What amazed me even more was that he had a rather large dildo moving in and out of his ass. He was oblivious to the fact that I was there. He was vocal saying, "That's right daddy fuck my ass. I love your big cock in my boyhole. Do it harder. Please, daddy do me harder."
Picking my jaw up from the floor. I tried to stealthily back away from the door. Suddenly, he turned around. His face flushed. I couldn't help but notice the big beautiful cock on the 23 year old boy. The head was a purple color. His face was beet red. I tried to look away. My glance moved to the varsity high school and college sport letters posted in his walls. I managed, "Sorry. Uh, your mom called and asked me to check the house. I didn't mean to interupt. I'll just let myself out."
By now, my bulge was showing. Tim stared directely at it. He simply said with a smile, "You've seen me. Now, I want to see you." He approached me tossing the dildo onto the floor. His athletes body had a slight glow from the sweat built up during his dildo session. He grabbed my package. There was no turning back now. My cock responded by growing rock hard. "This is a better toy for my ass than my of one," Tim said, matter-of-factly.
Before you could say Jack Robinson, I had my pants off. Without any further ado, he guided my throbbing tool into his willing ass. Did I fuck him? I gave it to him like a jackhammer. All the while, he encouraged me to fuck harder. By the end of the evening, I had taken his sweet ass three times.
I had to beg him to take mine. From that time forward, Tim and I were closer than close. Even afer taking his finance job in Indianapolis, Tim visited me and I visited him.
When Tim married, it didn't stop. He is one hot man who loves a cock in his ass.