twisted-talez:The Greeks had a name for it — Pederasty. On its face, it means an older man fucking a
twisted-talez:The Greeks had a name for it — Pederasty. On its face, it means an older man fucking a younger man. But it’s actually so much more than that. Pederasty is a relationship. A mentorship. It involves the older man being in the younger man’s life to support him. To guide him. And yes … to fuck him. Parker dated my daughter all through high school. I was crazy about the boy. Smart. Athletic. Attractive. A total catch. But then my daughter dumped him as they headed off to separate colleges. She was ready to say goodbye to Parker, but I was not. Fortunately, I have business in the same town where Parker attends university. When I called to invite him to dinner one night while I was in town, he was ecstatic. I chose a restaurant across from my hotel. Dinner was fantastic. The conversation flowed like he was my own son. We talked about his studies, as he wants to be a lawyer, like me. All through dinner, I kept my leg pressed against his. Parker never flinched. When the check came, I took his hand in mine and said I’d like him to come up to my room. He looked me straight in the eye and said, “I’d like that very much, sir.” In the elevator on the way up to my room, I stood behind Parker and rubbed his shoulders as I pressed my hardening cock against his ass. He turned around and kissed me, as he reached down and rubbed my cock through my pants. We barely made it down the hall and into my hotel room before our clothes were coming off. Parker perched himself on a chair and presented his ass to me. I hadn’t even gotten my pants off before I was spitting on my cock and thrusting it into his smooth boy pussy. Parker gasped as I held him by the chest and worked my cock all the way into him. His smooth body felt incredible pressed up against my hairy chest and belly. “I want you to cum inside me, sir. I want to feel your big cock busting in my hole,” he kept moaning. He soon got his wish as my balls emptied a massive load in his tight boy pussy. Parker stayed the night, our bodies entwined together in blissful sleep. We fucked again the next morning and then ordered in breakfast. We ate and then fucked one more time before I took him back to campus. I plan a “business” trip to see Parker twice a month now. My wife thinks it’s wonderful that I look out for the boy like he’s my own son. I still hope my daughter will return to her senses and take him back. I like the idea of Parker being my son-in-law … and fucking his sweet ass for years to come. Stories are fiction and intended for readers 18 and up. All characters are assumed to be legal, consenting adults. -- source link