I am Naren and this is my story. Well I still really don’t understand that I was able to achieve an impossible task, something which I had cherished since I was a c***d. I mean literally a c***d. To be honest to do something crazy, which you really don’t think is possible you need to be patient... Well you also have to know how to act. At least that much which could convince people that you are telling the truth…obviously without money you cannot even buy trash. Last but not the least you have to have a plan... a plan which should be implemented successfully and you have to know that it gets... Continue»
I guess I always knew I harboured feelings for men. I was 19 but had always taken a liking to my friend Karl. He was a surfer like me, a big strong guy. But it was only sl**ping with my girlfriends that I knew maybe the life of a straight guy was not for me. But it became even more clearer, out of the blue, one sunny saturday afternoon.
I accompanied my mum to visit her friend Angie one saturday afternoon. We were heading in town to do some shopping and stopped by.
I must start by describing what I look like to put you in the picture. I am 5'10, frizzy blonde hair and quite a slim toned body. I was dressed in summer surfing shorts and a smart checked shirt with flip flops.
We must have spent a good hour chatting with Angie on and off when I saw Mark walk in. Mark was in his mid 40's, Angie's husband and a good friend through marriage of my mums. He was decked in a dark green dressing gown, 6'1 and a muscular build.
Angie: Hows your head sweetheart? no better?
Turns out Mark was off work. The pair had been out the night before celebrating their 20th wedding anniversary and Mark was soothing a sore head.
Mark: A little better sweetheart..nice to see you Lisa
He bent over and kissed my mum on the cheek and started staring at me.
Angie: You remember little Chris don't you mark
We had met briefly once before. Mark took me for an impromtu driving lesson when I called round to pick something up previously with mum last year. He remembered me.
We chatted for a good hour, catching up on old time news but my mum when she has had too much wine started to talk gossip.
Angie: Any new gossip about the girls?
Mum: No none at all but got some home gossip, Chris here came out to me last week.
The bl**d started to drain from my face. I did'nt even have time to prepare myself and I started to feel drained.
M...Mum how could you!
Angie: Oh sweetheart its nothing to be ashamed of. Your a strapping lad that can have any sex he chooses.
I told you that in confidence!
Mum: Its ok its only auntie Ang..she wont tell anyone.
I glanced over at Mark who was checking the football scores. I felt ashamed to let my sexuality known in front of another man. He seemed disinterested.
Angie: I think its very bold you coming out like that...Some men are homophobic but your safe with my mark.
He walked over and pat me on the shoulder as a gesture everything was ok in his house.
Angie: So have you dated guys or dare I ask slept with one.
I started to go red with the twenty questions and decided to play mute by playing on my phone.
Mum filled Angie in all the gaps. How I struggled to find a male partner, difficulties in telling my friends who might disown me or ignore me now that they knew.
Angie: That is a shame...If only we could find you someone sexy and strapping to whisk you off your feet.
Look its no bother. I am happy single.
Angie: *points* him over there would shag anything that moved back in his day.
The girls reminisced about there past exploits, some the gay characters from their youth. I just sank back into my shell until Angie hit a raw nerve.
Angie: What do you think of my Mark?
Angie: Bless I have made him gone all shy.
Mum: Answer her Chris.
Well..yeah he's good looking..I guess.
She walked off and came back with some more beers. In this time Mark had come back into the room.
Mum: What you planning you sneek
Mark: She only wants me to seduce your son *he chuckles*
The girls started laughing.
Mum: He wouldnt do it...he is too shy.
Look can we just stop talking about my sex life!
The room went silent. Mark then walked over and sat down beside me.
Mum: Mark he wont.
Angie: Believe me he will.
I was astounded as Mark started to pull open his dressing gown revealing a hard 11' cock. He sat there stroking it as I tried to fight and resist temptation.
Mum: Angie dont tease the boy.
Angie: Mark has a past too...
Mark then grabbed the back of the neck and squeezed. I started to open my mouth.
Mark: So your a cock lover eh? Why not make me cum?
He pushed me down and his cock pushed into my mouth. The girls continued chatting as I experienced oral on the other sofa.
He started to buck his hips and pound my face as he thrust and moaned.
Mum: *whispers* is he always this rough.
Angie: Its the way he likes it.
His balls started slapping my chin and my cock grew in my own boxers....
(Part 2 soon)