This story is a work of fiction depicting sexual encounter between 2 adult males and is property of the writer.
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My Dad's Friend Nick
Nick started working with my dad at the trucking company when I was about 14. Him and my dad became fast friend and he'd come over to help my dad with home reno, fixing his truck, the occasional holiday get together and we'd also returned the favor over the years. He was your typical trucker stereotype: about 6'2", 280lbs, heavy set, with longish greying hair and a beard to match, very "country" and somewhat crude in his dialect with his gruff voice.
My dad pretty much freaked out when I came out to him around age 23 and it was Nick that calmed him down and told him I was still his son, a good "kid" and that it didn't matter who I "got down with". Unless you see me actually having sex with a guy or I told you about it, you would never think I was gay. I stand at about 5'10", 180lbs, buzzed dirty blond hair, a short beard and have a decent muscular body from my younger years working on farms and when I was old enough, I went to work at the trucking company loading and unloading trailers full of merchandise up until I moved to the big city to attend college and get my degree. Nick, along with my dad, were the ones who moved me into my apartment. I'm more into trucks, hard rock, football and action movies then let's say, the latest Madonna album and what "Tyra was wearing" on America's next top model. Not that there's anything wrong with that!LOL!
I went out to visit my dad one Fall weekend and when I got to his place, my stepmother told me that my dad was over at Nick's helping him build his new deck for his recently bought spa. Just for the sake of chronology, I was about 32 at that time. So I got into my car and headed to Nick's place which was about 15 km from my dad's place. Nick was, as always, very happy to see me and we had a quick chat about this and that before getting to work. We finished the build around 18:00 and my dad bid us fairwell since he had to be home for dinner. Nick offered to cook me up some burgers on the BBQ, the best he could offer since his wife, Sherri was out of town visiting her sister or something.
After a couple of burgers and beers, Nick started his firepit up and we sat around drinking beer, smoked a couple of joints and talked about work, the new trucks GMC and Ford were launching, our projections for the football season and the renovations he was going to do on his house over the Fall. As the evening went along, we started being pretty plastered.
- - I don't think you're in any shape to drive young man, Nick told me in a slur, I think it's best you crash on the couch for the night.
- -Ya, you're probably right, I said with a goofy drunk/stoned smile.
It was getting pretty cold outside so we headed in to plop in front of the TV for a bit and have a couple more beers before heading to bed.
- - I'm gonna get into my TV lounging suit, Nick said to me with a wink, nothing you haven't seen I'm sure.
He headed into his bedroom and came out a few minutes later wearing only some loose boxers. For an almost 60 year old guy, he was in great shape. He was as broad as a fridge with a hairy greying chest and a hard beer belly, but not the kind that hangs. Now I gotta tell you, as a gay teen and man over the years being around Nick, I'd stolen a few looks at the huge bulge in his jeans and on a few occasssions, had it right up in my face when working on a ladder or under a truck. Seeing him like that gave me an even better idea of the cock this monster of a man was sporting. I could clearly see the line of a flaccid cock about 6" long and about as thick as a Red Bull can over some huge low hangers that swung as he walked into the living room.
- -When in Rome, I said also getting down to my boxer briefs.
He dropped himself into the recliner and put his feet up to watch some cheesy comedy with some topless chicks with big tits. I was sitting on the couch a few feet away and the smell of the musk coming from his day worked crotch was driving me nuts. I tried to sit in a way that my boner wouldn't make so damn apparent. As straight men often do while drunk and watching big tittied topless girls in movies, his hand not holding on to his beer absentmindedly traveled to his cock and started slowly fondling it, giving himself a chubby. My eyes darting from the movie and not so casually to his growing cock. Being a little drunk and stoned lowers one inhibitions and makes one say or do stupid things. When I saw a wet spot of precum appear on his boxers is one of those moments.
- -Say Nick, you need a hand with that, I said looking at him and then looking at his stiffening cock.
Like woken out of a daze, he blankly looked at me, then looked at what I was looking at. That is when I realized what I just said and my thoughts were: He is either going to tell me to Fuck off, kick me out, or beat the shit out of me. His thunderous laugh filled the room.
- -You think you could handle a real man's dick, he said looking me straight in the eyes with a sly smile on his face .
As he pulled his boxer's elastic band under his balls, I was met with one of the most monstrous cocks I ever laid eyes on. This thing hadn't grown much longer, it was now about 7 " long but the size of a beer can at the base, tapering off slightly to a covered knob glistening with precum. He gave his cock a few tugs, uncovering his foreskin, teasing me. I wasn't gonna be told twice and damn I hoped he was serious. I tentatively got off the couch and knew it was a go when he lowered the recliner's foot and spread his legs giving me access. I got down on my knees between his massive hairy legs, looked at his face again, he met my eyes, still with that sly, drunken smile. I lowered my head and took in the wonderful salty smell of his crotch, lapped up the precum off the monster's head which made him grunt. I then took it upon myself to swallow that huge cock. I took out my own, painfully hard dick out, jerking myself as I worked on him, stopping once in a while to give my jaw a break from taking in such a piece and sucking on his balls. My mouth was so filled with precum, I wasn't sure if he had splooged already. I glanced up a few times and Nick's head was now thrown back and he was grunting and letting out a few "oh fuck" and "ha shit", his hand on the back of my head pushing me down but not too hard. After all those years, he was probably quite aware that deepthroating that size of cock was not an easy task. I even got a little adventurous and tried to play with his asshole but couldn't quite reach it, as the positioning and the size of it wasn't really convenient. He started breathing heavy.
What happened next really surprised. I've sucked my share of "straight" dick being from farm country and that is usually where it ends. I suck, they cum, goodbye.
- -Holy fuck, I'm gonna cum, Nick let out, pulling my head off his cock, a long string of precum and saliva hanging for a few seconds before breaking.
With his one hand still on my neck, he pulled my face up to his, his eyes right in front of mine before he closed them and stuck his tongue in my mouth, his other arm gathering me up as he stood. His tongue was like my mouth was being invaded by a huge, powerful slug trying to pin down mine. After a few minutes, the same hand on the back of my neck that had pulled me off his cock, pull me back for our raging embrace.
- -You cocksuckers sure know what you're doing, he said with a laugh. Gotta be the best damn blowjob I ever got.
His huge hand, resting in the small of my back, lowered itself to my ass, grabbing a handful of one of my cheeks.
- - I really want to fuck that ass now, he said with a grin.
I smiled back nodding. I took off my briefs and moved over to the couch where I got on my knees and leaned on the back with my elbows. He surprised me yet again, when he got on his knees and parted my ass cheeks, letting that ravenous slug of a tongue now circle and invade my ass. The feel of his coarse beard scratching between my cheeks. I'm usually a top when it comes to sex so my ass doesn't get worked over much. But damn if that wasn't one of the best rim jobs in the history of ass eating. I moaned and let out a few of my own "Oh fuck/Ah shit"s. After of a few minutes of that, my ass being all wet and pulsing for more,he got up and I heard him spit a good wad in his hand and the wet noise of him applying it to his massive cock.
- -Listen Nick, I told him, I don't get fucked that often so you gotta...
- -Don't worry son, he interrupted me, I've broken in many asses and pussies with this big boy. Giving me a wink.
He aligned himself to my hole and I bit down on my lip preparing for the worst from this huge, drunken piece of man. One hand on my hip and the other guiding his monster dick, he careful entered which made me gasp for air and my body tightened up. I guess he could feel it and he ever gently started rocking back and forth, maybe moving half an inch until he felt me relax.
- -Damn that's a tight hole, he said, sticking a little more of his colossal cock in me.
- -It feels fucking amazing, I said with a grunt. Just fucking plow me hard man.
- -You sure bud?
- -Damn sure.
And he did, oh MAN, did he ever. With both hands now on my hips he pounded my ass like there was no tomorrow. His cock sliding till it almost came out and then plunging it balls deep. The previous grunts and soft words making way now for more animalistic howls and "Fuck ya"s. The pain of having my guts wrecked like never before, melding with the shear pleasure of having my prostate worked over by this huge bear of a man. His flow of precum never letting up, I could feel it dripping on the side of my leg.
After about 20 minutes, I thought my dick was gonna explode. I have never cum the few times I have been fucked even if I jerk off at the same time but this guy was gonna make me cum without even touching my dick. Nick's breathing starting getting very heavy and he upped his rhythm. The grip on my hips was tightening to the point where it was a little painful.
- -AAAAWWWW FUUUUUCK, he let out as his motion stopped.
As I felt his cock pulse, coating my insides with load after load of cum, it drove me over the edge and I quickly cupped my hand over my spurting dick, not wanting to make a mess all over his couch. He gave me a few thrusts more before slipping out. My hole was aching and felt empty after allowing such a monster to rut in it. I grabbed my underwear off the floor to wipe my cum dripping hand and when I came up, Nick grabbed me and kissed me again, picking me up in his arms like if I was a child and made his way to the bedroom. Never breaking our kiss, we fell to the bed, holding on to each other and kissing until we fell asleep.
I woke up the next morning alone, my clothes on the floor next to the bed. I could hear Nick rustling around in the kitchen. I got up and dressed. My aching ass reminding me of what had transpired the night before and wondering how things would now be between us. I got dressed, took a deep breath and headed to the kitchen. Nick was over the stove, cooking up some bacon and eggs.
- -Good morning buddy, he greeted me with a smile. There's come fresh coffee over there, he pointed. You want some bacon and eggs?
We sat down for breakfast , like nothing ever happened, chatted about the weather and how he was headed for a run in the states that afternoon. As we said our goodbyes and I headed out the door, I saw that the firepit was working and in the fire, I saw a piece of the elastic band of the underwear I had on yesterday.
It's been a few years since that day, and when I see Nick, it's exactly as it had been in the past. Something happened he last time I saw him though, when he came over to help my dad put in a new transmission in his pickup. As my dad was getting something from inside the house, he let me know that Sherri was gonna be off next weekend to see her sister and that he might need a hand with some roofing project, with a wink and that sly smile.