Unprepared

[teachmedaddy00]

Origins pt. 1


"Can you believe that? My dad being gay?" My best friend Kimmy confess. "I never understood why they got divorced, but are still friendly. That makes perfect sense."

I try to contain my hopeful excitement, "Well...your moving out this week, and your mom has been seen around town with her new boyfriend a lot lately. Especially so close to the divorce. They knew for a while and maybe they were just waiting for you to finish high school?" Mr. Martin was super sexy, in his late 40s. He's been working out a lot more than he did when we were growing up. He still has bit of a dad-bod but as I've been hanging out at their pool the past couple of years, I've noticed a bit of a change in his body. Less soft than it once was from his desk job, to more muscular arms, thighs, and chest.

"Your my token gay friend, why didn't you notice? Your gaydar broken? Or are you the one that turned him?" She teases me.

"I totally didn't see it until now. He was always super manly. I only know they gay kids in our school as reference, or tv. Maybe it was optimistically cautious. And trust me if your dad was fucking me I'd be living here a lot more that I do." I retort.

"I hope he's a top. I can't imagine him taking a big cock!"

"I hope he's a power top." She smack my arm. 

"I have to go into work tomorrow for a double shift, you can still hang out here until whenever if you wish. Just don't let the neighbors hear you getting fucked by my dad. I don't want to be called a madam for bringing sluts for him to fuck." She jokes.

We continue talking and dreaming about college life before we fall asleep. Thoughts of her dad running through my head. Thoughts of the guys in the city my college is in and all the possibilities for me. The art scene, culture, and hope for my future race through my head as well. Only a few days left in the bum-fuck of a Georgia town.

I get up to sneak into the bathroom to jerk off. On my way I hear moaning and smacks coming from Mr. Martin's office. I peek in through the crack of the unshut door. I see him on his couch, naked from what I can tell, is right arm and shoulder moving a lot. His left hand I see a picture of me in my speedo from spring break at their pool on his phone. I hear moaning from the TV and glance into the mirror to see a beefy older man fucking a twink that looked a lot like me. "Goddamn Alex. Your virgin hole feels so good around my cock." Shit he's jerking off thinking about fucking me. I run down the hall back to Kimmy's room. Fuck fuck fuck....

[curiousaboutbb]

Great start!

[PozBearWI]

Good albeit brief start.  I'm looking forward to reading more.  

Be careful though of your use of "your".  When you mean "You Are" that would be "You're" not "your".