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Subject: My sons best friend is a slut This is a story of pure fiction. It depicts sex between adults and minors. If you find this offensive, do not read. If this material is illegal where you live, stop reading. If you are underaged, go away. If you enjoy the story, drop me a line. Authors always like to hear from people getting off to their stories. Also check out my other stories on here. And as always, please donate to Nifty. ___________________________________ Jason was my son Adam’s best friend. They had been friends since I moved here when Adam was 8 years old, and Jason lived just a few houses down from us, so they were constantly together. Now they were 15 and in highschool, and I had had the pleasure of watching both of them grow up. Jason spent a lot of time at our house since his mom was a single working mother, and she liked her son being around a masculine presence. They were both growing into fine young men. When we moved here, I had just gotten divorced from my cheating ex-wife, and had remarkably won custody of our son. He still would visit his mother on some weekends and occasional holidays, but I had him mostly full time. Since the divorce, I was a regular at the gym. Partly because I found it to be a great form of release, and partly because it became a great way for me to bond with Adam. I started taking him there when he was 12, and just starting puberty, as a way for him to overcome his body issues. At 15, he had already developed some good definition on his teenage frame. We frequently showered at the gym, so I had a clear view of his developing body. I wasn’t looking half bad for a man of 45. I didn’t work out for bulk, so I had a nice tight body. I had a lot of body hair, but you could still see the muscle definition through it. I stood 6’2″, with salt and pepper hair and a nice full beard that I kept shaved to stubble. The dark hair on my body hadn’t started turning grey yet though, so no grey in the beard. I guess you could say I have that handsome Daddy thing going on. Especially with my dick. It was a good 8 1/2 inches, thick, with a fat head. Sadly, the only person enjoying it was me. I didn’t date because I wanted to raise my son, and it was hard to do both. My son was a great looking kid. He already stood at 6′ tall with bright blue eyes, big white smile, and thick dark hair. He definitely took after his father. He already had bushy pits and pubes and dark hair covering his legs. He was definitely going to be hairy. And he had a swinging dick any teenager would have been proud of. Now his best friend Jason was another great looking kid. He had a mop of blond hair on his head above sparkling green pursaklar escort eyes, full, pink lips and his nose was a proud strong one, giving him the look of a Greek statue. Now when I said I had the pleasure of watching him grow up, I meant it. He would frequently accompany Adam and me to the gym, so I had plenty of opportunities to see him naked. He was shorter than Adam, probably about 5’8″, and had built up a little more muscle mass, but didn’t have the body hair Adam did. He had a little bit of lite coloured pubes and some pit hair, but was otherwise totally smooth. And his dick, well, hopefully he was a grower, cause he sure wasn’t a shower. But his dick wasn’t important, the boy had an ass that wouldn’t quit. Two perfectly round white globes that stood out against his golden tanned skin. Now, I have to admit, Jason turned me on. As wrong as it may be, he did. I had to constantly fight an erection in the shower when he joined us at the gym. And some nights, when I was jerking off, it wasn’t some big tittied chick I was fantasizing about, it was Jason and his smooth, round bubble butt. Now when the boys were at my house, which was a lot, they were usually shirtless and barefoot, just wearing their basketball shorts. I would stare at Jason frequently, constantly hiding my hard cock in my pants. I didn’t think either boy ever noticed. So it was a long holiday weekend and Adam was away at his mom’s. It was Friday afternoon, and I had decided to have a couple beers and enjoy some porn. I was in my bedroom watching the usual stuff when I decided to watch something different. Now, I don’t watch gay porn as a rule, but had recently been watching, on occasion, certain gay porn. Daddy/boy gay porn. And I had found a specific one that had a dark haired, hairy daddy fucking a young blond boy. I of course was imagining it was me and Jason. As I was stroking my rock hard cock, I was talking to myself. “Oh yeah slut. You like that? You like that big cock in your tight little boy hole. You’re a little slut Jason. You’re a nasty dirty little bitch. Fucking take that cock Jason. Take that cock you little whore!” As I verbalized my fantasy, I caught a movement in the mirror and saw a face looking through the crack in the door. It was Jason. As soon as he knew he was caught, he bolted. “Oh shit!” I thought to myself as I grabbed a pair of boxers and ran out of the bedroom. I frantically pulled on the shorts as I reached the stairs. I could see Jason reaching for the door. “Stop!” I yelled, having no idea what to do next. Jason froze at the door. “Let me talk to you for a minute.” Jason took a step backwards and rize escort turned around, looking at me. I couldn’t read his face, and had no idea what to say next. As I reached the bottom of the stairs, I moved to the living room and motioned Jason to come sit down. He was hesitant, but joined me, sitting on the couch opposite of me. As I looked at him, pondering what to do, he wouldn’t make eye contact with me. “Why were you here?” I finally asked. “Well, um, mom is working a double and is going to be gone all night.” He answered, never looking at me. “So I thought I’d, you know, stay over here, so I used my key. I didn’t know you were home already. I’m sorry, Mr. Simmons, I shouldn’t have done that.” “My house is always your house Jason, you know that.” I said, “you’re like another son to me.” There was a minute of very uncomfortable silence as we both sat there not knowing what to say. I was obviously more embarrassed than him, after all he hadn’t really done anything wrong. “I know you look at me.” He finally blurted out, still not looking at me. “I’ve seen you.” I sat there with my heart pounding for what felt like an eternity. “I’m sorry Jason, I don’t know what to say.” More silence followed before Jason took a deep breath and said, “It’s ok Mr. Simmons. I look at you too.” My heart almost exploded in my chest. What was this kid telling me? I had to tread carefully. “Look at me when?” More silence before he blurted, “You know, like, in the shower and stuff.” He still had not looked at me, keeping his eyes on the floor. “Stuff?” I asked. “Like today? Jason,” I asked in an authoritative voice, “have you watched me through the door before?” Jason sat there for a second before he replied, his voice cracking, “I’m sorry Mr. Simmons. I’ve done it before. I know it’s wrong. I shouldn’t have done it.” He was crying now as I stood up and sat on the couch next to him. I rubbed his back as I said in a softer voice, “It’s ok Jason, I’m not mad at you.” I decided to push further. “Why were you spying son? Are you curious?” “Well, um, I mean kinda. Like, I’ve seen stuff, like on the internet.” He sniffed. “Have you done anything yet?” I asked. “No Sir,” he replied. “I…..I don’t like girls.” I sat there for a moment, letting the fact that Jason was coming out to me sink in. Then I reached down and lifted up his tear stained face and looked him right in the eyes. “Jason, are you gay?” He looked at me and nodded before more tears started. I pulled him into me and held him tight. “Ssshhh…it’s ok. It will all be ok. I love you Jason, you never have to be afraid of telling me anything.” He sat up and wiped his tear stained ankara rus escort face. “Anything?” We just sat there and looked into each other’s eyes. Then I found myself leaning forward and planting a small kiss on Jason’s pink lips. He didn’t pull away, so I kissed him harder and he kissed back, opening his mouth, allowing my tongue inside. Holy shit this kid kissed like a pro already and had my cock hard instantly. I couldn’t believe this was happening. After a minute I felt his hand moving up my leg to my crotch. He grabbed my throbbing dick through my underwear and sent shivers through my body. I pulled off the kiss and looked at him. Gone was the scared kid of a few minutes ago. In it’s place was a cock hungry slut. “Are you sure you’ve never done anything before?” I asked. “Never.” He replied. “I’ve wanted this for so long.” Then he started kissing me again as he fished my cock out of my boxers. I knew I should have stopped him, but I wanted this apparently as much as he did. He wrapped his hand around my cock and moaned into my mouth as he stroked it. This time he pulled out of the kiss and looked at me. Then he smiled as he lowered his head to my crotch. Instantly, his warm wet mouth was around my cock and I gasped. Jason went to town on my dick as best he could. He could only get half of my fat monster in his mouth before he was gagging on it. But damn he was doing a fantastic job for a beginner! Internet porn had obviously taught him something. I was so turned on that I grabbed the back of his head and started forcing him onto my cock. Jason gagged and sputtered as I forced more and more into his throat, but he never objected. I became a man possessed and put my other hand on his head, grabbing his hair. I used more and more force on the kids head, pushing him further down on my cock. He kept gagging and choking as I raped his throat, but when I pulled out to let him breathe, he made no objections to his treatment. This scene had me so close to cumming, I knew I wouldn’t last. As Jason went down on my cock again, I grabbed his head and gave one final hard push and buried my cock to the base. I held him tight as I felt him struggling for air, his throat muscles squeezing my dick, and that did it. My cock swelled even bigger and I shot into his throat. I pulled out a bit and dumped the rest of my load into the little sluts mouth. Jason swallowed what I gave him and kept sucking, getting every drop he could get into his hungry mouth. When I had given my last and pulled out of his mouth, I flopped back on the couch, breathing heavy. “I’m sorry Jason.” I said. “I didn’t mean to hurt you. I just lost control.” Jason crawled up to me and started kissing me. I could taste my cum in his mouth, and I found it hot. He pulled off the kiss and looked at me smiling “It was everything I had hoped it would be.” I kissed him and then leaned into his ear and whispered, “I have so much more to show you.”

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