maturedadsandmen: Blast From The Past maturedadsandmen It was the end of our first semester in colle
maturedadsandmen: Blast From The Past maturedadsandmen It was the end of our first semester in college. My best friend, Scott Larson, and I had hung out all throughout high school. Then, we went to the same college. That’s when most people who were friends in high school start to drift apart. Not Scotty and me. We stayed tight and even had a couple classes together. In fact, that’s why I was over at his house that afternoon. We planned to study for our English Lit final together. When I got to the house, Scott’s stepdad, Eric, let me in. “Scott and his mother aren’t here.” “What? He knew we were gonna study!” “Jenn got word that her mom’s in the hospital. Scott went with her.” “Oh. I hope everything’s all right.” “Me too…” An awkward silence ensued, so I decided I’d better head home. “I think I’ll just head back home, then.” “Don’t do that!” Eric stopped me. “Scott told me to have you wait around. He didn’t think he’d be long. Why don’t you head up to his room and I’ll check in. He may be on his way back home now.” I felt a little weird just hanging out in Scott’s room…especially being alone in the house with his studly stepfather. But I figured I’d wait around for half an hour. If Scott wasn’t back by then, I’d leave. After a couple minutes, I heard Eric come up the stairs, but he didn’t come to Scott’s room to let me know if he’d gotten in touch with him. Another minute went by and I was about to walk out into the hallway and call out to Eric. When I looked up in the doorway, preparing to get up off of the bed, that’s when I saw him. Eric was standing framed in the doorway in only his boxer briefs, showing off his hairy chest and muscular, fit body. I felt saliva fill my mouth instantly and my cock start to come to life in my jeans. “Hey…” he said, giving me a smoldering, sensual look. ”I texted Scott to let him know you’re here. I just heard back. It looks like they’re going to be at the hospital for awhile. It turns out whatever’s wrong with Scott’s grandma is pretty serious. I don’t think they’ll be back until later tonight.” “Oh. I’m sorry to hear that. When you talk to Mrs. Taylor or to Scott, tell them my thoughts are with them.” I said, as I started to gather my books up on Scott’s bed. “I should get going.” “Don’t rush off,” Eric said, entering the room. “Uh…I need to study for the final exam tomorrow.” “Oh please! You don’t need to study. Scotty talks all the time about how English Lit is your best subject. You could ace that test in your sleep! Besides, I can think of something else that might help get you relaxed and ready to take the test tomorrow.” He continued walking closer, rubbing his hairy chest, his eyes locked on mine. Meanwhile, I didn’t know what was happening to me. My cock had sprung to life when I saw him standing there in only his underwear. But I’d never really thought about guys sexually before. Something about Eric Taylor was stirring feelings within me, though. “Are you suggesting what I think you’re suggesting, Mr. Taylor?” “It’s Eric, Jeremy. Mr. Taylor is my father. As for your question, you’re no dummy.” He was standing right in front of me now. I was still seated on Scott’s bed, so I was right at eye level with his ever expanding boxer brief pouch. “But, Eric. I’ve got a girlfriend.” “And I’ve got a wife. What’s your point?” I backed up on the bed with the intention of crawling off on the other side. However, as I leaned back to scoot over, Eric leaned down and followed me. In mere moments, he was on top of me, his muscular body and brief-clad cock rubbing against me. He kissed me on the lips and I froze. I was too shocked to do anything. I had to admit that I liked what was happening, but I still felt like I shouldn’t be liking it. Eric continued kissing the side of my face, nibbling on my ears and kissing down my jawline to my neck. It was then that I understood how my girlfriend felt when I did it to her. Him kissing, nibbling, and licking my neck brought out such pleasure. It was as if I was suddenly transformed. I wasn’t frozen anymore. I knew what I wanted…and what I wanted was on top of me on my best friend’s bed. I brought my hands up and rubbed Eric’s back up and down, eventually finding the courage to reach down and cup his ass and squeeze. Eric stopped kissing my neck long enough to snicker and say breathily, “Looks like that girlfriend of yours doesn’t matter after all, huh?” In response, I craned my neck downward toward him, reaching for another kiss. Eric got the picture and our lips and tongues met in a flurry of passion. I still didn’t quite understand what was happening to me and why I was feeling this way. But animal instinct and lust took over. That evening, Eric Taylor and I must’ve each cum three times on my best friend’s bed. I don’t know how we’re going to manage to make it happen, but I knew I wanted it to happen again. I had found myself a fortysomething stud of a fuck bud and I was planning on letting him teach me everything he knew! -- source link