drakestories:My parents were best friends with the Barnetts and each summer we’d rent a beac
drakestories: My parents were best friends with the Barnetts and each summer we’d rent a beach house on the Outer Banks together. It was all quite normally till summer after my sophomore year at college, when I noticed Mr. Barnett was flirting with me. Nothing too obvious but definitely flirting: joking, complimenting me, touching me whenever he could. I noticed and it about drive me wild. There was something so forbidden about lusting after my Dax’s best friend that I started flirting back whenever I thought no one else would notice. It all came to a head one morning. I’d just finished my shower and was shaving when Mr. Barnett asked if he could come in and rinse the sand off. I watched in the mirror as he showered. He was still in his swim trunks but the water made then cling to his genitals, which were firming up into a nice hard tool. I rinsed off and dropped my towel. Mr. Barnett took a look at my cock, now hard and pointing straight up. “Nice,” he said and started unlacing his trunks. -- source link