Caught A First Time Bisexual Experience

Chapter One Caught

I was 19, I had been kicked out of my parents house. My best friend Robbie, and his dad Bill took me in, for the summer.

His dad was a contractor. Robbie went to work with his dad every morning. You could set a clock by their comings and goings. Up by four am gone by five, and back home at seven pm.

I was unemployed, and because I really couldn’t pay anything, for staying there. I cleaned the house, mowed the lawn, cooked and did the laundry. No one asked me to do it. I just did it to show my appreciation.

One day I was straightening out the garage, and I came across an old suitcase. When I went to move it. I noticed it had something in it. I opened it and found a porno cache of VHS tapes.

Everyday after that I would get up early, get my work done. I would grab a few tapes from the suitcase, and have an all afternoon jack off session. I would time it with Robbie’s, and his dads work schedule. I would have everything cleaned up and put away before they came home.

I was doing my usual thing one day. Spread out naked on the couch, tape in the VCR, cock in hand. I was really getting into it, when I heard the front door open.

I tried to scramble around for the remote and cover my nakedness, but I was caught. I looked at the large figure that came through the door, and was horrified to see my friends dad Bill, standing there. He just !ooked at me a moment, smiled and said “I see you found my stash.”

I didn’t answer. I couldn’t even look his direction. I was so embarrassed, my cock went limp, and I just sat there.

He was like “Oh hell, lighten up. We all do it. I might even join you.”

Then he walked in the kitchen asked if I wanted a beer.

I answered. “Sure.”

I looked at the clock it was only three in the afternoon. While he was getting our beer. I hollered into the kitchen.

“Why are you home so early?”

As he came back in the front room he took a pull from his open beer and simply said. “It’s raining.”

“Damn.” I thought “How could I have been so stupid.”

While he was in the kitchen. I managed to turn off the tape, and slipped on my underwear. I was pulling my shirt on when he came back in to the room.

“You didn’t have to do that.” He kept looking at me as he crossed the room.

He sat down on the opposite side of the couch I was on. Handed me my beer, and began taking off his boots and socks.

“Turn the TV back on lets watch some porn.”

“You were serious about that?” I just looked at him as he began stripping down.

“Turn it on.” He insisted and sat back lifted up his hips and slid his underwear down.

Now this was a big guy.