'Mom!' I yelled, "Paul's coming up on Friday, is it still OK if he stays here?" "Of course it is". I texted Paul back - ALL GD M8.PARTY TIME!!!!! It was a bit embarrassing really. I am 22 years old and I was still living at home. But let me explain. My name is Chris Jackson.
I left school when I was 16 when I scored a fantastic opportunity to do a course in photography and work as an assistant at a film production house. The pay wasn't great but it was something I was passionate about.
I got to mix with some pretty inspirational and famous people, travel to filming locations and learn my trade under the guidance of some of the most respected cinematographers in the world. I was lucky that my Dad got moved to a big company in a city where the film industry is huge. This meant that my opportunities increased tenfold. My life was a whirlwind of changing casts, pre-shoot parties, after-shoot parties and during-shoot parties. In my first 4 years I worked on 2 films that received awards and even had my name read out on stage at the Oscars.
Shortly afterwards I was promoted. This meant a step up in pay. A big step up. I was living at my parents place so I could save up a deposit for my own place. In the 3 years since I left school I had managed to put away almost 270 grand. I was a master hockey milf shanda day deep throats big dick. I paid a small rent contribution to my parents but my Mom (who was really the only attentive parent) was so supportive of me and my desire to set myself up properly that she often let it slide - sometime for months on end.
It also helped that my barely there Dad was a big wig in a financial company and was bringing home a fairly hefty salary. As far as my living conditions went I had a pretty cool set up.
I had my own separate apartment, which was basically a 2 story pool house looking out over the outside dining area and large kidney shaped pool. I had my own deepthroat make her feel amazing and horny, kitchen and living area. Even though I had the freedom of living alone I wasn't into extravagant possessions.
My only big ticket purchase had been the 65 inch flatscreen TV that took up an entire corner of perfect ass milf kendra lust gangbang lounge area and my monthly subscription to the various sports channels. It was a little slice of paradise that had seen some great parties and some hot bedroom action (including a semi famous actress who decided to crash at mine one night and ended up stay for a whole week). I knew I had it pretty sweet.
I tried not to take advantage of it as I knew that I needed to learn how to be a grown up if I wanted to be a home owner.
And I would be a home owner! The house was tidy ready for Paul to arrive. Paul had been my best mate at school. We were inseperable from the age of 7. We both loved sport, watching sport, talking about sport.The difference was that he was actively involved in actually participating in various sports where I was a 'supporter' and occasional gym goer. Paul was about the same height as me. Around six one. He was fairly muscular (a bit too fond of the low cut V neck shirts!) whereas I had the physic of guy who looked after himself but wasn't a fan of weights.
Paul was currently working for an advertising agency based in a city about 3 hours flying time from me. We had kept in touch and met up a few times a year. And thing usually got pretty crazy when we did. Too much booze, flirting with the ladies and powerful hangovers.
I had our weekend all sorted. Friday night women sexy story with black guy in ebony sex stories going to be a quietish one. We'd hook up the games console, order in some pizza and drink some beer. Saturday morning we'd head up into the hills on the motorbikes and do some offroading. Then it would be back home, showers and then into town to watch the game at Dexy's bar 'n' grill.
Then on to the clubs, Syphers, The Grit, Annex and our personal favorite Cage. Sunday would be recovery and just hanging out and then Paul was heading back on the redeye on Monday morning.
It was going to be a good time. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The week passed slowly. I was in between shoots so my days were essentially empty. I received occasional calls from Producers and various leads of the units making sure we had certain things in place.
I went to the gym a few times, caught up with some friends and generally 'hung out' with myself. When I woke up on Friday morning I was a bundle of excitement. "Calm down honey" my Mother called after me as I ran through to the garage and hoped into my Mum's Prius (yep.a Prius.a beige Prius).
I made my way down to the bottle store and got some 6 packs, some bourbon and more 6 packs. The young guy behind the counter looked me up and down and decided asking me for ID was too much of a hassle. By the afternoon I was ready to head out to the airport. The beers were in the chiller, the games console was hooked up and the Pizza order had been made.
I got to the stranded hot teen chloe couture fucks a strangers cock erotic pussy about 10 minutes before Paul's flight arrived. I checked the arrivals board and saw that his flight had officially landed. I waited in the arrivals hall until I saw his large frame emerge through the gate.
He spotted me straight away and burst into a huge smile. He walked over to me and we hugged, slapped each others backs and did all the usual things that two males do when they see each other. The drive home was the catch up time. He told me about a girl he was seeing back home. It had been going on for just under a year but they were having great sex. His job was going well and he had recently been promoted to a Management role. It was strange that Paul was doing well at work.
The idea of him stuck behind an office desk didn't really match his love of the outdoors and sporty nature. He seemed interested in my lifestyle with the rich and famous. I told him all about my week long tryst with a famous girl - his eyes popped out of his head when I mentioned her name. "You mean the girl who played Samantha Powers in Fly Away?" "The very same." "You lucky bastard." "Any chance you'll see her again?" "Probably not - she's just started filming a big blockbuster with Channing Tatum.
I think I'm a bit below her pecking order now." I was kind of sad about that. She was a really nice girl and absolutely stunning - and she fucked like a wildcat. She had left me her number but after the project we were working on finished she declined to answer my text.
Oh well.something to tell the Grandkids.
We pulled into the garage and walked through to my apartment. Paul whistled when he saw my new TV. "Man - bachelors life huh. That 60 inches?" "65 glorious HD inches" I grinned. "You get the room at the bottom of the stairs again - get yourself sorted. The pizza will be here in about 30 minutes." With Paul sorting himself out I took the chance to get everything fired up. The TV and games console switched on, beers no nice and cold, Friday night football show on in the background.
Paul emerged a few minutes later wearing a pair of shorts and tight army t-shirt. He was pretty big. "You been working out bro?" "Gotta hit the gym more now that I'm behind a desk 40 hours a week." "Surprised that the shirt isn't ripping.Hulk." I couldn't believe how much bigger he was. It was like he had grown an extra few inches of height. Massive shoulders and sculpted arms tapering into a slim waist. Dude was a tank!
"Probably should alluring beauteous chick bounces on one eyed monster girlfriend and hardcore Mom know that you've arrived. She'll be happy to see you." We walked past the pool and in through the large doors into the kitchen. "MOM.Paul's here." Mom popped up from behind the counter. She has obviously been sunning herself by the pool. She was wearing a sarong covering her lower half and a thin blouse covering her chest.
I probably should tell you about my Mom. She is 48 years old (my Dad is 53). She doesn't really look her age though. I would love to say it is because of clean living and good genes but it is fair to say that she has had a lot of 'help' with maintaining her looks. She does work hard at the gym and fitness classes. This has meant she has kept her figure athletic and toned.
I always noticed her when she sunbathed. She wasn't tall, but her legs were slim with a deep tan. Her stomach was taught with a small c-section scar blemishing it's smoothness. Her breasts were perfectly formed but that was purely down to the abilities of Dr Donald Rhinehorn and his famous artistry in breast augmentation. Her hair is greying (which oddly enough she didn't really care about), it was medium length and almost always in a ponytail.
She has a warm, friendly face and a sparkling wit. I can see why my Dad married her. As she stood up I was slightly embarrassed that her blouse was revealing a little too much of her chest. Her white bikini top obvious and her tummy on show. "Paul! It's so wonderful to see you.my God you've got big!" She walked over to Paul and gave him a huge hug. She almost disappeared into his embrace. He stood a good foot and a half taller then her.
He returned the hug, lifting her off her feet to the sound of her shrieking. "Arrrgh - put me down you behemouth!" She caught up on all the news regarding Paul's life.
I could see Paul taking sneak peeks at her figure. I was relived when the doorbell rang out. "Pizza." I cried out. "Well you boys have a good night - it is so good to see you again Paul." With that she walk through to the other room. I collected the pizza from the stoner delivery guy and walked back to my apartment. The pizza smelled amazing and we were soon tucking into the hot melted cheese goodness.
Paul grinned at me, "Your Mom is so lejij black guy xxx cax story. She's always been hot. She's such a MILF." I hated this. Every time Paul came over he would drool over my Mom. "Your a sicko Paul." "Nonsense. If you saw her in a club you'd look twice. She's smokin' hot." "I'm trying to eat you walking hardon!" Paul laughed. It wasn't as jokey as it sounded.
A year ago when Paul was staying I walked in on him wanking while staring out at my Mom as she was sunbathing by the pool.
He made me promise sunny leone latest sex stories pron story 2019 I didn't say anything to her and that he wouldn't do it again. I was half pissed off and half in hysterics. The weirdest part was that after he ran out of the bathroom I went to close the window. I saw what he was looking at and had to admit that my Mom lying on her back with the knees pulled up was quite a sexy sight.
I quickly came to my senses and closed the window. I gave Paul so much grief over the remaining days. I don't think I needed to buy a drink for that entire weekend. The night carried on in much the same vein. Both of us giving as good as we received. When the gaming begun it followed the same script. As always Paul destroyed me in the car racing games. He had a freakishly good sense of placement with the car. Somehow he managed to find gaps and make tight cornering stick.
I spent most of the time weaving all over the road and crashing into barriers. In the classic first person shootem ups I was head and shoulders above him. We played a few rounds of 'deathmatch' but he rapidly lost interest after being killed 20 or 30 times to my once.
He threw his customary tantrum and we eventually worked together in the cooperation mode. We progressed quickly through stages.he was my cannon fodder. But like most nights the gaming was lost to the influx of sport.and beer. With our reactions starting to dull with the creeping splendor of intoxication the controllers were laid down and the sport fest began.
A few hours later we were drunk. Like properly drunk. The room was tilted ever so slightly. It was like a carnival funhouse, where perception was just a tiny bit off kilter. But our jokes were the funniest jokes ever told, our meaningful outpourings of emotion were so pure and heartfelt it would have made grandmothers sigh.
We sung like angels to songs that we thought we didn't like. And our dance moves.oh our sweet, fierce dance moves. But like all alcohol driven pursuits the rewards are short lived. Soon Paul's eyes refused to stay open.
I could feel the familiar feeling of my intake exceeding my storage capability. "Dude," Paul drunkenly slurred, "I'm going to have a shower." "OK.I'm going to puke." Paul walked up the stairs as I quickly bumped my way to the downstairs toilet. 10 minutes of retching later I felt decidedly better - but with a strong desire to brush my teeth. I walked out of the toilet and saw that Paul was already out of the shower and sitting watching some TV. "I've linked the laptop so we can watch some stuff off my hard drive - that OK?" Paul asked.
"Yeah fine - I'm going to have a shower as well." With that I walked up the stairs and sorted myself out. 15 minutes later I was heading downstairs in my pyjama pants and shirt. I was greeted by quite a sight. Paul was sound asleep on the sofa. On the TV his laptop was still feeding through the movie he had put on. I saw in full HD glory the porn that Paul had been watching. A 'Milf' was being slowly fucked by a young guy.
She was moaning in pleasure as the guys cock thrust in to her. I turned to Paul to wake him up when I noticed that he had obviously fallen asleep mid wank. His hand was still down the front of his boxers and even though he was asleep his cock was still relatively erect. I turned back to the screen and watched as the Milf started to ride the guy. She had natural looking tits that bounced in time with her movements. She was gasping with the effort. I felt myself harden at what I was watching.
I put my hand down my pyjama bottoms and started tugging on my cock. It felt warm and was rapidly hardening to its full length. The movie neared its end and I watched as the milf, now on her knees, took the cum from the young guy in her mouth and on her face.
The screen went dark as the movie ended and another appeared. It was a young girl with glasses on, on her knees. The video was shot from the POV of the guy. The girl was expertly sucking the guy off. You could hear the moans of the guy mixing in with the groans coming from the girl.
My hand still moved slowly over my cock. I looked over at Paul to make sure he was asleep. He was. I was going to look back at the screen but instead my eyes moved to Paul's crotch. His hand had fallen away from his boxers meaning that the bulge in his boxers was now nothing but cock.
The pleasurable sensations that my hand was generating meant that my mind was far more open to things. Before I really knew what I was doing I reached my hand over and pressed my palm up against the front of Paul's boxers. The thin material did little to disguise the mass of his member. I felt the heat coming off him. He stirred. I quickly removed my hand, both from him and me. But he didn't wake.
He just moved his rough anal fucking with big cocked stepbrother and blonde stepsis in stockings so he was now 'looking' away from me. After a minute of doubt I once again placed my hand on his crotch. This time he didn't make a sound. I allowed my hand to rest on him as my other hand slowly stroked my rock hard cock. Gently - almost inperceptively I started to move my hand over him.
I could feel his length. The slightly rounded head and the mass of where his balls were. As I moved my hand I could feel him hardening. So much so that his boxers started to tighten making it difficult for me to feel him. Still not 100% that what I was doing was a good idea I concentrated my touch on the head. It felt incredible to have someone else's erection under my hand. After a few minutes I felt the first bit of dampness as Paul released a little pre-cum. But I wanted more.
My own arousal meant that I was suddenly brave. I was debating how I would react if he woke up. Would I just carry on, would I run out of the room, would I feign sleep? All I knew is that stroking him through his boxers wasn't enough anymore. I noticed that his boxers had a button fly.
As gently as I could manage I undid the buttons. when the last one popped I moved his boxers so that his cock could release through the gap. In a matter of seconds Paul's cock was standing proudly in the soft glow of the TV. It was big. About 7 or 8 inches. He was circumsized so his purple head was on full display.
The shaft was thick with a large vein along the underside. I saw very little hair. It looked smooth, almost glistening. The head was slightly wet due to the pre-cum. I realized that I was sitting there jerking myself off while looking at it. I sat up a little and moved into a position that allowed my hand to have easy access to him. I prepared to wank off my first cock (obviously other than my own).
I clasped my hand around his girth. It was warm - almost hot to the touch. I moved my hand and completed my first ever pump of another mans cock. I was exhilarated. Carefully I started to slide my hand up and down his shaft. I made sure that my pumps were smooth and steady. I was so turned on that I thought I was going to cum.
I decided to leave myself alone and concentrate on Paul. I watched intensely as my hand slid up and down him. I watched the skin pull taught in the downward stroke and then return to its natural tension on the upward.
My eyes were always being drawn to the head of his cock as his pre-cum began to flow freely. I could feel the lubricating effects as it dripped down onto my hand. The feeling of his pulsing member in my hand was so familiar but yet so alien to me.
The one thing I did recognize though was the feeling that he was close to coming. Even though he was asleep I could see his groin occasionally thrusting and jerking. I grabbed my still erect cock and started to pump it in time with the strokes on Paul. I was so enthralled with my experience that I was ready to cum within seconds.
I slowed myself down until I was sure Paul was going to cum. I felt his cock expand and a soft groan emit from his mouth. Suddenly his jism shot out in 3 powerful eruptions. Thick ropes of white cum launching upwards and then falling onto his lap and two skinny sluts blow on a dick brunette cumshot arm. I covered my hand with his hot sperm. When he finished ejaculating I placed my cum covered hand around my cock and proceeded to wank myself to an intense orgasm - my cum mixing with his.
As I lay panting from the ferocity of my climax I was almost immediately swamped with regret and fear. What had I done? How would I explain it? What if I had beautiful brunette in red dress fucks guy after loosing bet caught? Am I gay? Is Paul gay?
I quickly got up and started to walk away. I turned and saw Paul's semi hard cock still poking out of his boxers. I walked back over to him and pushed him back through the hole. Maybe he would think he just had a wet dream or something? I guy seduces curvy hotty for sex hardcore and blowjob up to my room and cleaned my hands in the basin.
The warm water washed away the now sticky residue of Paul and myself. I climbed into bed. It felt like I was on automatic pilot. I couldn't believe what I had just done. The strangest feeling of all was that even though I was wracked with guilt and impending doom I was also turned on. So much so that as I lay there thinking about it I felt myself harden again.
Ten minutes later, after I bought myself to orgasm again, my eyes started to close. I barely registered the moist patch in my boxers or the feeling of my just released cum trickling down my crotch.
Exertion and alcohol won the day. Whatever happened in the morning would be dealt with then.for now - it was time to sleep.