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By *airylad OP Man
2 weeks ago
Hertfordshire |
Part 4 in Brendan’s Back at the Nest.
Search and catch up on Brendan and his fun so far.
I’m late up this morning, my night with the taxi driver delayed me getting home last night and mixed with the booze I need the lie in.
Well getting fucked by the taxi driver was an experience and a good one for him as he texted me at 4am asking if was free to meet this week!
Before I can even contemplate going back to his message I need to get in the shower. I still have lube on my arse and I feel the need for a good soak.
I haul myself up and shower and throw on some sweat shorts, a tee, my sports socks and sliders! It’s a day for being lazy, not even putting underwear on.
I’m dozing on the sofa when I hear some noises outside, car doors slamming, some chatter. I look outside, it’s Pete! Pete’s back. Him and Rose have arrived back in a taxi from their holiday.
Fuck he looks good, he’s got flip flops on, denim shorts and a vest. Fuck I’m imagining how hot his white bits look in person, even better than the pic he sent the other day.
They go inside and I lie back down, my hand wanders inside my shorts. I start stroking at my cock, just slowly thinking of that hairy body. Him inside me, that insane cock stretching me.
Fuck I need him!
I spend the rest of my day just kicking about the house, doing some bits, watching TV, trying not think about Pete and him being just next door.
It gets to 2.30 when my phone pings, a message from Pete.
“Rose is out, door is open, come round”
Oh god! True to tradition so far, a man of few words…but fuck! This is hot, he’s next door and waiting for me.
I get up off the sofa, I look down at myself, I can’t go round like this. I have a think, do I want to be cool and just roll round, or do I want to be sexy/kinky/wanted.
I head to my room, I take off the sliders and sweat shorts. I have a rummage in the underwear drawer, grab my black jock and pull that on. I keep my tee on, pull my short short gym shorts on and some trainers. Ok, not like Iv made an effort but sides to kink but not too much.
I head down and out, I take a breath when I get out the door. I’m getting sweaty already, the anticipation is kicking.
I get to Pete’s front door, I try the handle and it opens, it’s quiet inside. I walk in to the hallway and close the door behind me.
The holiday smell hits me, faint sun cream smell is lingering.
I look round to the left and into the living room.
Well fuck me sideways, I wasn’t prepared for this. The sight in front of me makes my hole actually twitch, I want him now.
Pete is sat on an armchair in the living room, he’s slouched down it slightly. He has a dressing gown on but it’s open, just hanging at his sides and he has nothing on underneath.
It’s an impressive sight, a gorgeous handsome man in his 60s. The fur on his broad chest, the stomach tanned, those thick fucking thighs. That beer can cock just hanging heavy over his low hanging loose balls and he has his slippers on from the night in the shed. His handsome face just looking at me, his ears sticking out of that tanned face, the short peppery hair, gorgeous eyes.
“Come on in son, I’ve missed you.” |
