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  • Me and my painter

    • I have had bisexual thoughts for years, but have never had the guts to act on them until recently. One of my neighbors is a professional painter and he always invites his son John to assist him on certain projects. John is 18 and a freshman at the University of Florida. I booked his father Peter to paint four bedrooms in my house. He asked me if his son could do the work over the Thanksgiving holiday, as he would be home for 5 days and needed the extra money. I gladly accepted, doing a good deed for my neighbors. As I work in the service industry, I could not get the weekend off of work, and my wife went to her parents' house up north.

    John started painting on Wednesday afternoon. He was a typical hunk. He was 6 feet, 170, brown hair, pretty muscular considering he was a cross-country runner in high school and not into bodybuilding. He wore a tight white t-shirt and knee length white shorts while painting. I had always joked he should be a Backstreet Boy with his good looks. I am no slouch myself for 35--6 feet, 185, blonde, 8" cut cock, muscular body from 4 day/week workouts. He painted until late in the evening finishing one of the 4 rooms. I was in the kitchen having a snack and I offered him a beer. He was cleaning up and was still sweating. I asked him if he would like to take a quick swim in my pool.

    "Come on down to my room and we'll pick out a pair of swim shorts for you", I said. He picked out a pair and I went to the adjacent master bathroom to change myself. "I hope you don't mind if I join you, it is really hot this evening" It was a muggy Florida evening. I saw him changing across the room and got a glimpse of his cock. It was 6" fairly soft, so wondered how big it gets when erect. His balls hung quite low. He had a coal back triangle of pubic hair, picture perfect, which finished his package. His body was very tanned and had a sexy tan line around his crotch and hips.

    He looked up and caught me staring at him, made a smirk, and walked out of the room. We had an innocent swim and finished our beers. We stood in the shallow end and started chatting. "So you must have no trouble getting the girls at college", I said.

    "Why do you say that?", he said.

    "Because you are a great-looking kid", I said.

    "Thanks, then you must also have no trouble getting the girls, because you are also great-looking--but unfortunately you are married", John said, laughing.

    "So tell me how the girls have been?", I said.

    "They haven't been", he said.

    "Come on, you serious? Florida girls are supposed to be easy", I said.

    "Well, it has been a difficult fall meeting girls", he said.

    "Geez, I saw your cock and tanned body when you were changing, and those girls don't know what they're missing", I said.

    "I noticed you looking--I purposefully wanted you to see me" he said. I liked what I was hearing. "It hasn't been a difficult fall meeting guys, though", he said.

    "Are you telling me you are gay?", I asked.

    "I am not sure", he said and added "But I get very turned on when I see you and always have". I jumped out of the pool and went inside to my bedroom. John walked in a few minutes later. "Don't be scared, I won't make a move on you. I will just get changed and get going home", he said.

    "But I want you to make a move on me", I said, not believing my fantasy to come. I have masturbated for years about being with other men. I might as well see if it is as good in real life.

    John grabbed my face and we French kissed like there was no tomorrow. I started kissing his neck and nipples, and his armpits, and his belly button and then pulled off his shorts. His cock thudded against my face. It was beautiful and now fully erect. It was definitely 9-10" in length, because it was much larger than mine. I started sucking on the head, and tasted his pre-cum, which drove me wild. I tried to open my throat and take it down all the way but gagged a bit.

    "Just relax your throat, you are doing great", John said. I relaxed my throat and took his cock to the point where his pubes were hitting my nose. "That's it, suck it real good", he said. I went up and down with abandon, while he grabbed my head to assist.

    "I just love your cock. Please do as you please with me. I am yours.", I said, not believing my ears. We started French kissing again and John licked his finger and inserted it into my ass. I had no idea a finger would feel this good. He then jumped down and started sucking my cock. At this point my cock was as hard as a baseball bat. He was an awesome cocksucker, easily taking down my 8" erection deep into his throat. He then flipped me over to my stomach and raised my hips in the air. His tongue was now encircling my ass. I was in heaven. "I want you so bad", I said and grabbed a tube of KY jelly out of my bedside drawer and handed it to him.

    John smeared some in my asshole and all over his beautiful cock. I had masturbated often about was about to happen. John slowly pressed his swollen cockhead against my ass. He eased it inside and I winced in pain. "Don't worry, I will take this slowly", he said. He pumped slowly and patiently inserted his cock deeper into my bowels. I was surprised how little pain I felt considering the size of his instrument. It was now in all the way.

    "Come on college boy, fuck me hard." He pumped with abandon. He pulled out and flipped me over. He then raised my legs well over my head, and his cock popped in much easier this time. "Make love to me gay boy", I said. I loved looking into his gorgeous eyes while he made love to my ass. He grabbed my cock and stroked it while he had his way with me. He started tensing his body as I reached under his balls and scratched them with my fingernails. He loved it. He stroked my cock harder and he collapsed on me.

    He started yelling as he withdrew his cock and blew thick ropes of thick white cum all over my chest and stomach. He then inserted his still hard cock back into my ass as he jerked my cock further. I quickly blew a huge creamy load all over my chest and stomach. We both collapsed. He then licked most of our cum off of me, which surprised me. "I love the taste of men's cum", he said.

    He unfortunately left quickly that night. But we had sex for the next 3 nights after he finished painting. I never got the chance to top John, but plan to soon. He will be home for almost 3 weeks at Christmas and we have planned to continue our secret relationship.


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