Male teen’s lust for friend’s dad

It was late at night, but I was wide awake. My hard cock, along with my lustful desires, wouldn’t let me sleep. I was staying at my friend Jon’s house and sleeping on the floor of his room. In just a few short days, I had touched my first cock, sucked my first cock, been sucked and fucked, all for the first time. It wasn’t my friend that introduced me to “Gay” sex, it was his dad. His big, burly, hairy, manly dad.

As I layed there, my cock ached. It ached for relief, it begged to be touched and needed to be pulled on. Much more than that though, it seemed to make me need Jon’s dads cock as well. I found myself desiring his big, masculine dick. Inside me and in my mouth. In such a short time, I seemed to have become almost cock obsessed.
Knowing Jon’s dad was just in the other room, next to his wife, was torture. I wanted to crawl into bed with him and feel his big hands on my body and feel his mouth and tongue expertly and blissfully drain the cum from my aching cock and balls.

Laying there, I imagined myself under his sheets, with his wife asleep next to him, I imagined kissing my way down his big hairy chest. I imagine feeling his heavy breathing as his lust builds and I get closer to his cock. I imagine kissing around it and seeing it jerk and spasm, wanting me to lick it, wanting me to take it in my mouth and suck it. I imagine it exploding and releasing its sticky white cum. I imagine the taste, the wonderful taste.

I need to cum, more, I need cock. I had touched my friend Jon’s dick before, as he layed in his bed asleep. I could do it again. Besides, he was asleep and touching cock would certainly send me over the edge and give me an amazing orgasm so I could finally sleep. I quietly did what i had done before, I reached over and touched Jon’s leg, looking for a reaction. Nothing, he must be fast asleep. I slid my hand under the covers of his bed and my finger tips felt the wonderful outline of his dick through the thin material of his pajama bottoms. My cock throbbed and my eyes seemed to roll back in my head as the excitement of touching cock took over my body and mind. I was surprised to feel it harden under my touch, after all, he was asleep. It felt full, thick and hard as a rock. I wanted to stroke it, I wanted to lick and suck it. I was on the edge of orgasm, I layed back down gripped my throbbing cock.

I put my phone on silent and opened a video. I watched a video of Jon’s dad had sent me of his beautiful, hairy cock. Seeing that manly cock, swing softly side to side, edged me even closer to cumming. I wanted to be on my knees before him again. I wanted to feel his big, hairy, muscular ass in my hands and his thick cock fill my mouth. Oh how I had quickly grown to love his manly body and cock and craved it as only a sex starved teenager could. With a tight grip, I slowly stroked myself and felt the wonderful feeling of cum build and move its way up and out of my cock, shooting onto my bare chest. I quietly exhaled and was lost in the bliss of another amazing orgasm. I ran my hands over my stomach and chest, rubbing my sperm all over. I brought my cum soaked fingers to my mouth and tasted the sticky fluid, imagining it was Jon’s dads cum.

As I layed there, I hoped Jon was still asleep.