Riley’s Dad_(1)
Riley’s Dad_(1)
Sex Story Author: | mattj.1 |
Sex Story Excerpt: | I decided I’d go over to his house and use the pool to do some laps. It was Saturday, so |
Sex Story Category: | Anal |
Sex Story Tags: | Anal, Bi-sexual, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Fantasy, First Time, Gay, Virginity |
My name is Matt. I’m sixteen years old and 6’ 2”, with light brown hair, and a pretty muscular build.
Anyway, it was the last day of freshman year, and I was at my best friend Riley’s house. We’ve known each other since 1st grade and had always been very close friends. It was a hot day, so we were out by the pool, hanging out and sunbathing. We were both relieved to finally be done with freshman year, and we thought about inviting some more friends over, but his parents were divorced and he would be leaving tomorrow to spend a month with his mom on the east coast, so we decided we would hang out just the two of us that afternoon. “When’s your dad getting home?” I asked. I liked his dad; he was funny and liked to hang around us occasionally, not to mention he was one of the most attractive men I had ever met. I liked hanging out with Riley at his house rather than mine because I knew his dad would be there.
“Probably soon, like a half hour?” said Riley. Good. I had been waiting all afternoon to see him.
“Do you wanna go inside and watch TV?” I asked. It was getting hot out in the backyard, and I had left my bathing suit at home so we couldn’t go swimming.
“Sure,” he said, getting up and putting his shirt back on as I did the same.
We were just coming inside when we heard the sound of a car pulling into the driveway and locking. Soon enough his dad opened the door and stepped inside. “Hey Riley. Hey Matthew,” he said. What was that look he gave me? Did he give me a look? Regardless, I could barely stop staring at him as I managed to get out a “Hi, John.”
Riley and I sat down and turned on the TV. As we flipped through the channels, John grabbed himself a beer and sat down next to us on the couch. There was nothing good on, so we just turned on football. John let us have a few beers, and we were laughing and having fun, but soon enough I had to go home, because Riley had to pack and go to sleep, because his mom would be there to pick him up in the morning. “Bye, Riley,” I said, hugging him and feeling sad that I wouldn’t see him for another month. “Goodbye, John. Thanks for having me over,” I said, shaking his hand.
“Sure thing, Matthew, thanks for coming over,” said John.
A few days later, I was already bored sitting around the house without my best friend to hang out with.
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