Another story from my stock, I hope you enjoy it. Once again I emphasise that this is all totally fictional, unfortunately I never met either character.
The usual copyright rules stil apply, all comments are very welcome.
OLD HABITS
Joe Watson entered his house and slammed the door so hard the building shook around him. "Fucking women, I don't know why I even try", he said aloud to himself
Joe had been married for seven years before finding out that his wife and his sister-in-law were screwing more men between them than they could count. Every Thursday night they went out together on a "girls' night out" and trusting Joe never knew what they got up to until one night his sister-in-law got a bit drunk and came on to him. When he turned her down she made a remark about him being more choosy than his wife. Eventually the whole story came out about their supposed trips to the cinema or a concert. They were bar-hopping and picking up any men they could get, even doing foursomes together. Joe packed his bags and left, moving town and changing job just to get as far from her as possible.
Three years divorced he had only recently felt confident enough to get involved with a woman again, and today, after she had made all the running and given him loads of encouragement, she had announced that she was seeing someone else and decided she didn't want to see him again.
Joe stripped off and went into the room he had set up as a gym and worked his weights and then did press-ups until he was covered in sweat but a lot calmer. He went into the shower and stood for a long time under the hot water, feeling it wash his tension and anger away. He had just turned the water off when he heard the doorbell. "If that's her coming back to apologise, she can go fuck herself", Joe thought, as he pulled on a bathrobe and headed for the door. Pulling it open, ready for an argument, he was surprised to see a young man standing there who was even wetter than he was. The rain had started as he came home but he hadn't noticed that it was now pouring down, one of those summer storms that could lead to flash floods. The young man spoke: "Hi, Mr Watson, my name is Ted Shaw, I live two doors down and I'm locked out, could I use your phone?"
Joe invited him in and showed him the phone, but when he dialled his number, he waited and waited without getting a reply. Eventually he gave up and rose to leave. Joe stopped him and asked what his problem was. "My parents went away this morning for the summer, leaving me to look after the house, and I have locked myself out. My grandmother has a set of keys, and I was trying to phone her to ask her to bring them over. My car keys are in the house, so I shall have to walk over to her house and get them".
Joe looked at him, he was wearing a long sleeved top and jeans and they were soaked through. His longish fair hair was stuck around his head and face and he was starting to sniff with cold. "Well, you can't go anywhere in that state, you better go and have a shower, I'll try to dry your clothes off a bit".
Ted looked a bit abashed at first, but he realised that Joe was right, so he nodded silently and looked around. Joe pointed towards the bathroom, saying, "Maybe by the time you've had a shower your grandmother will be home".
He waited outside the bathroom while Ted stripped and passed his clothes around the door then he stuck them in the dryer. He made a pot of coffee and waited while Ted washed then came into the kitchen wearing a large towel around his waist. Joe poured two mugs of coffee and led him back to the sitting room where he tried again, unsuccessfully, to phone his grandparents.
They talked about sports, cinema and anything else that came up, and all the time Joe was looking at Ted, thinking what a handsome young man he was. He had already discovered that Ted was twenty-two, twelve years younger than himself; he was about 5'10" and looked about 140lbs. Joe was 6.3"and 240lbs of muscle. They didn't seem to have any shared interests or tastes, but Joe felt strangely drawn to him. As he looked at Ted's slight but muscular chest he was aware that he was becoming excited by the man sitting opposite, a feeling he hadn't felt since leaving school, where he fooled around with a few friends. He thought he had long grown out of such perversity, and felt very uncomfortable at the re-awakening feelings. He also thought that he caught Ted looking at his legs when his bathrobe accidentally parted slightly.
Ted got up to use the toilet and when he was coming back he noticed the exercise equipment in the spare room. "Oh, I see you use weights, I could tell you must be doing something to get a body like yours", said Ted, "Do you mind if I try them?" Joe followed him into the room and lifted some of the heavier weights away. Ted looked at the bar and bent over to try to pick it up, but Joe grabbed him by his waist and said "No! Not that way, you'll damage your back" The touch of his hands against Ted's skin sent shivers up both arms and through his body. Pulling away, he stepped in front of Ted and squatted to grab the bar with both hands, pointing out the best grip, and that it is best to spread your arms as wide as is comfortable. As he squatted, Ted stepped forward, causing the towel to fall from his body revealing a semi-hard cock. Joe looked, speechless, wanting to turn away, wanting to tell the lad to cover himself, but unable to do either. Ted took another step forward so that his cock was about four inches from Joe's face; finally Joe reached forward with his open mouth and grabbed the hardening cock between his lips. He sucked on it until it was hard then stood up and wrapped his arms around Ted's body and held him close, kissing his face and neck while Ted pulled his bathrobe open and wrapped his hand around Joe's throbbing cock. Their lips met and they both opened their mouths and allowed each other's tongue to explore and caress. Joe gathered Ted into his large arms and carried him to the bedroom and laid him gently on the bed before lying beside him. He kissed Ted again, but this time he allowed his mouth to wander, licking his neck before moving down to his nipples, licking, pinching them causing Ted to wriggle and sigh. Ted pulled him back to his mouth then he did his own exploration, nuzzling at Joe's chest hair and following the hairy trail that led past his belly button all the way to Joe's 7" of thick uncut meat. Ted slid the skin back and licked around the bared head, flicking his tongue and spearing at the weeping hole. He closed his lips around the head and slipped all the way down Joe's shaft, barely stopping as the head entered his throat.
Joe bucked against him fighting the desire to climax immediately, wanting to prolong this as long as possible. Sensing that Joe was getting near to completion, Ted stopped and returned to Joe's mouth.
Joe pushed Ted onto his back and looked at the beautiful body beside him. He ran his big hands over Ted's smooth body, delighting at the feel of the soft skin. He had never gone further than mutual hand jobs at school, but it felt the most natural thing he ever did as he moved his body down and took Ted's dick into his mouth, running his lips along the length of the beautiful cock. Eventually, Ted pushed him off before it was too late, then, taking Joe's cock in his hand, he raised his legs and led Joe to his waiting arse lips. Joe pushed forward very gently, feeling Ted push against him: For an instant there was a resistance then Ted's hole opened around his cock. They moved to each other until Joe's cock was buried in Ted as far as it would go. They lay together without moving, feeling the warmth of each other, and then slowly Joe pulled back and thrust forward with a little more force, making Ted rise against him.
He did it again and Ted responded, encouraging him to go harder and faster. Every time he felt himself get near, Joe would slow down or stop, until Ted was pleading with him to finish. Finally, as he thrust with more and more force, he felt Ted's muscle clamp on to his throbbing cock and his dam burst, pouring his man-juice into Ted's tight arse, and at the same time Ted started to pump his own spunk over his chest, with a few splashes reaching his face.
Joe collapsed over Ted and they lay there until his cock softened enough to release itself from Ted's tight hole. Joe lay back on the bed and Ted lay beside him, one leg over Joe's thighs and they fell into a light sleep with Ted's head lying on Joe's shoulder. They roused themselves after an hour and Joe asked Ted how long his parents were away for.
"Three months, they are travelling Europe", Ted said.
"Then why don't you take my car, drive over to your Grandparents and get your spare keys and I'll make up dinner for you coming back", said Joe.
Ted thought for a few seconds, then said "On one condition, that you let me make you breakfast".
"It's a deal", said Joe, with a smile.