FabGuys.com forum: My first

By *an26 OP Man
10 weeks ago

Portsmouth

My first job out of university dropped me into a tiny office of six: three women, one older guy, the manager—and me.

The manager was impossible to ignore: mid-40s, short, round-bellied, with a thick moustache and a voice that filled every corner of the room. He ran the place like a drill sergeant—loud, demanding, and rarely kind when it came to feedback.

And yet, for some strange, unexplainable reason… he liked me from day one.

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By *hris106699Man
10 weeks ago

North hykeham

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By *an26 OP Man
10 weeks ago

Portsmouth

After a year or so working in the office, I had learned just about everything—from services to procedures—and much of that came from staying late and being trained by my manager, Phil. Over time, I got to know him quite well. He was a family man, married with three children, and his wife ran a busy souvenir shop that kept her occupied, especially during the summer. Phil himself was experienced, confident, and not shy about speaking his mind and his sexual experiences.

One day, during a relaxed break with the rest of the staff, the conversation somehow drifted into the topic of sensitive areas of the body. It was all fairly lighthearted—until Phil casually mentioned something that made everyone pause. We all looked at him, surprised, as he went on to share a personal story from his university days. He was dating a girl, he was having sex with and every time she was ready to cum she will insert a finger in his arse and he would cum in now time. So... he concluded anus area is surprisingly a very sensitive and sexual area on our body.

The room fell quiet for a moment as we processed what he had just said. It completely challenged the straightforward, no-nonsense image I had of him. I couldn’t help but think: was this really the same Phil I thought I knew so well? a straight guy as a bar of steel?

TBC

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By *aversham guyMan
10 weeks ago

Reading

Im enjoying this …. Keep going ..

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By *otwillyMan
10 weeks ago

Scunthorpe

Interesting thing to come out with

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By *orfyMan
10 weeks ago

Aylsham

Mmm where is this one heading

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By *ick682024Man
10 weeks ago

swindon

Interesting

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By *hris106699Man
10 weeks ago

North hykeham

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By *an26 OP Man
10 weeks ago

Portsmouth

The thought of Phils statement about body erotic areas was regularly on my mind and i started to look at him a bit differently...he was interested in me and thats why his attitude was different to me thst to the others on the office?

I started to like the idea of phil fancy me so the next time i nreded his signature i entered his office and asked him "to insert in for me" he didnt react or acted any differently and i thought ...hes not really interestrd its just in my imsgination. But a couple of days later when i asked for his signature he said in a low voice i could just heard... you wil change my preferences.

Here’s a cleaner, more engaging version that sharpens the tension and pulls the reader in:

Phil’s comment about “erotic areas of the body” lingered in my mind far longer than it should have. I caught myself replaying it, turning it over, wondering if there had been something more behind it. Slowly, almost without realizing it, I began to see him differently.

Was that why he treated me differently from everyone else in the office? Because he was interested in me?

The idea took hold—and, to my surprise, I didn’t dislike it. In fact, I started to enjoy the possibility that Phil might fancy me.

So the next time I needed his signature, I walked into his office and, with a hint of mischief, asked him to “insert it for me.”

He didn’t react. No smile, no shift in tone—nothing.

I left feeling foolish. Maybe I had imagined everything. Maybe there was nothing there at all.

But a few days later, when I went back for another signature, he leaned in slightly and murmured, so quietly I almost missed it:

“You will change my preferences.”

TBC

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By *otwillyMan
10 weeks ago

Scunthorpe

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By *an26 OP Man
9 weeks ago

Portsmouth

I barely had time to process what he’d told me when, just a few days later, he announced he was transferring to a new position—one with greater responsibility. Everyone congratulated him, and I mentioned a potential new client near his new office. His eyes lit up. He asked if I could arrange an informal meeting, and I made it happen.

We planned to meet the following Thursday. He asked if I could pick him up at 7, and since it was on my way, I agreed without hesitation.

With his replacement arriving the coming Monday, his last few days were hectic. He was constantly tied up, rarely available even for a quick chat.

Then came Thursday evening.

At exactly 6:55, I rang his doorbell.

No answer.

I rang again. Still nothing.

Assuming the bell might be broken, I knocked. Silence.

I was just about to leave, my mind racing with possibilities, when the door suddenly opened.

There he stood—wrapped in nothing but a towel, water still streaming down from his chest to his stomach. He looked slightly breathless, his damp skin catching the light, a soft, rounded belly rising and falling as he spoke.

“Sorry,” he said, running a hand through his wet hair. “I was in the shower. Come in—make yourself comfortable.”

And just like that, he turned and disappeared down the hallway, leaving me standing there… caught somewhere between surprise and curiosity, my mind lingering on the image—and wondering what, exactly, had been hidden beneath that towel.

TBC

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By *egalMan
9 weeks ago

South West

Very horny. What indeed is under the towel. Wish it was me who answered the door...

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By *teveapriestMan
9 weeks ago

Kearsely

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By *ature boyMan
9 weeks ago

Erdington

Interesting

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By *otwillyMan
9 weeks ago

Scunthorpe

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By *oy2017Man
9 weeks ago

Frome

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By *tevie30Man
9 weeks ago

London

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By *umplay22Man
9 weeks ago

Doncaster

Please carry on.

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By *an26 OP Man
9 weeks ago

Portsmouth

It took Phil about five minutes to get dressed. In that time, we made small talk about the upcoming customer visit—nothing unusual, nothing out of place.

Once he was ready, we got into the car and headed to the meeting. The conversation stayed strictly business the entire time—on the way there and on the way back. No hints, no detours, no lingering moments.

When we arrived at his house, he simply got out, thanked me, and said goodnight.

And yet… I couldn’t shake the thought.

The image of him standing there earlier, with nothing but a towel around his waist—was that really just a coincidence? If it meant something, why didn’t he say anything? Not even the smallest sign, not a glance, not a shift in tone during the drive… nothing at all to suggest he was interested in me.Like the moment earlier had never existed.

So why did it feel like it wasn’t accidental?

And yet, the more I replayed it, the less it felt like a coincidence.

Like something had been said—without a single word.

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By *ature boyMan
9 weeks ago

Erdington

Interesting

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By *otwillyMan
9 weeks ago

Scunthorpe

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By *an26 OP Man
9 weeks ago

Portsmouth

Phil wouldn’t leave my head.

That last image of him—fresh from the shower, nothing but a towel clinging low around his waist, droplets tracing slow paths down his chest, his soft, rounded belly rising with each breath—kept replaying. Again and again.

Coincidence… or something else?

We parted that Friday like everything was normal, shaking hands, wishing him luck in his new office, his new responsibilities. By Monday, he was already gone—and someone else was sitting in his place.

From the very first moment, the difference was obvious. He wasn’t even close to Phil’s level—not in leadership, not in presence. And it didn’t take long to notice something else: his attention seemed fixed on one particular girl in the office.

With me, things were… strained. Our interactions were polite on the surface, but underneath there was resistance—an unspoken rejection of everything Phil had built. The procedures, the routines… even me. Especially me. It was clear he didn’t like me.

Work stopped feeling like a place I wanted to be. The days dragged, heavy and joyless.

A couple of weeks later, my phone rang. It was Phil.

I answered, trying to sound normal—but the moment I spoke, I knew I’d failed

The moment he heard my voice, he paused. “Everything alright there, lad?” he asked, a note of concern slipping through.

“Not bad,” I replied evenly—but it wasn’t enough to convince him.

There was a brief silence before his tone shifted, softer, more serious. “Do you want to talk about it?”

“I would,” I admitted, more quickly than I expected. “Whenever you’ve got time.”

“I’ll come by yours,” he said. “Around six today.”

We hung up, and I stood there for a moment, phone still in my hand—heart beating just a little faster than it should have been.

Six o’clock suddenly felt very close.

Shall i go on guys or am i have to admit i dont have the skills?

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By *atinbloodMan
9 weeks ago

Birkenhead

Yes please

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By *onaberdeenMan
9 weeks ago

Aberdeen

Think you have demonstrated skills enough - carrying on, so to speak, would be great.

Thanks

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By *otwillyMan
9 weeks ago

Scunthorpe

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By *an26 OP Man
8 weeks ago

Portsmouth

I left the office early that day—earlier than usual—because everything had to be perfect. Phil was coming over at six, and I wanted the house spotless, calm, ready.

At exactly 5:55, the doorbell rang.

Five minutes early.

For a second, I just stood there, staring at the door, my pulse quickening for no clear reason. Then I opened it.

Phil filled the doorway.

White shirt. The top two buttons undone. A glimpse of chest hair. The fabric stretched slightly across his stomach, tucked into beige trousers. Ordinary, almost careless—but there was something about the way he stood there, something that made it hard to look away.

“Right on time,” he said, though he wasn’t.

I stepped aside and let him in. He walked over and sat on the couch like he belonged there.

I lingered a moment before asking, “Coffee? Tea? Soda?”

He looked at me—really looked this time—and a faint smile crept across his face.

“Don’t you have something stronger, lad?”

The way he said it made the room feel smaller.

“Of course,” I answered.

“I’d love a glass of whiskey.”

In the kitchen, the sound of the bottle opening seemed louder than it should have been. We talked—something about work, routine things—but the words barely registered.

Whiskey?

My grip tightened slightly around the glass.

Because suddenly I wasn’t in the kitchen anymore.

I was back at his door from the other day—the brief, unexpected moment when he’d opened it wearing nothing but a towel. Water still clung to his skin. It had caught the light, made him look almost unreal.

I hadn’t meant to stare.

I definitely hadn’t meant to remember it this clearly.

The ice clinked sharply as I set the glass down, the sound pulling me back.

For a second, I hesitated before turning around.

Something about this felt… different.

And I wasn’t sure anymore if I’d invited him over—

or if I’d just let something in.

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By *aveh1234Man
8 weeks ago

Christchurch

Getting good

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By *umlover71Man
8 weeks ago

Lowestoft

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By *rankerMan
8 weeks ago

Cambridge

Excellent tale so far

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By *an26 OP Man
8 weeks ago

Portsmouth

I set the whiskies down, the faint clink of glass against wood echoing louder than it should have. The room felt smaller somehow as I lowered myself onto the couch beside Phil.

Before I could settle, his hand found my leg—warm, steady, deliberate.

“So… what’s going on at the office?” he asked quietly. “What’s making you unhappy?”

I opened my mouth, but nothing came out.

“I could hear it in your voice earlier,” he continued, softer now. “You didn’t sound like yourself. I’ve been thinking about it ever since.” His thumb moved slightly, almost absentminded, against my leg. “I’m worried about you. Talk to me.”

Worried?

About me?

My pulse ticked up, but it wasn’t just the question—or even the touch.

It was something else.

Something in the way he said it.

Something in the way he was looking at me.

And then it hit me, slow and disorienting, like a realization I wasn’t ready to have.

Did he just call me handsome?

Or had I imagined it?

No… he had.

And now I couldn’t tell what was louder—the silence between us, or the sudden, unsteady rhythm of my own thoughts.

Shall i go on?

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By *onaberdeenMan
8 weeks ago

Aberdeen

Yes please - want to know what happens when the ice melts!

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By *imone69TV/TS
8 weeks ago

mijas, spain

Please continue...

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By *ature loverMan
8 weeks ago

Please carry on

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By *ashtoolMan
8 weeks ago

belfast

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By *an26 OP Man
8 weeks ago

Portsmouth

His hand slipped away from my leg, fingers curling instead around his glass. The contact broke, and with it, the frantic pounding in my chest began to ease—just enough for me to breathe, to think, to speak.

I told him everything. The pressure at work. The exhaustion. The thought that had been circling in my mind for days now.

“I’ve been thinking… maybe I should quit.”

The word had barely left my mouth before Phil snapped upright.

“Quiting?!” The sharp crack in his voice cut through the room. “Don’t you dare.” His eyes locked onto mine, intense, almost fierce. “I’ve already told higher management how promising you are. You’ve got no idea how far you can go.”

Then, just as quickly, his tone shifted—lower, softer, but somehow heavier.

“Don’t you dare, lad…”

His hand returned to my knee.

And just like that, my thoughts slipped again, drifting somewhere I couldn’t quite control.

I must have gone quiet too long, because his voice broke through the haze.

“Another round before I go?” he asked, lifting his glass slightly. “Or is that it?”

I nodded too quickly and escaped to the kitchen, gripping the counter as I poured, trying to steady myself.

From the other room, his voice carried over, casual—too casual.

“So… what do you lads do for fun?” he called. “Watching anything good online these days?”

I froze.

The question hung there, suspended in the air between us.

My grip tightened around the bottle.

Was that… just a question?

Or was it something else entirely?

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By *arethwallaceMan
8 weeks ago

portsmouth

"His hand slipped away from my leg, fingers curling instead around his glass. The contact broke, and with it, the frantic pounding in my chest began to ease—just enough for me to breathe, to think, to speak.

I told him everything. The pressure at work. The exhaustion. The thought that had been circling in my mind for days now.

“I’ve been thinking… maybe I should quit.”

The word had barely left my mouth before Phil snapped upright.

Then, just as quickly, his tone shifted—lower, softer, but somehow heavier.

“Don’t you dare, lad…”

His hand returned to my knee.

And just like that, my thoughts slipped again, drifting somewhere I couldn’t quite control.

I must have gone quiet too long, because his voice broke through the haze.

“Another round before I go?” he asked, lifting his glass slightly. “Or is that it?”

I nodded too quickly and escaped to the kitchen, gripping the counter as I poured, trying to steady myself.

From the other room, his voice carried over, casual—too casual.

“So… what do you lads do for fun?” he called. “Watching anything good online these days?”

I froze.

The question hung there, suspended in the air between us.

My grip tightened around the bottle.

Was that… just a question?

Or was it something else entirely?

"
more please

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By *endeepMan
8 weeks ago

Gt Yarmouth

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By *oy2017Man
8 weeks ago

Frome

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By *obobMan
8 weeks ago

Harold’s Cross

Please continue

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By *iHard911Man
8 weeks ago

PDI Gran Canaria

🔖👍

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By *an26 OP Man
8 weeks ago

Portsmouth

I tried to ignore the changed air between us, speaking too quickly as I told Phil about a new adventure series I’d started—some flimsy excuse to keep things ordinary.

Phil smiled—just a flicker at first—then it grew, slow and knowing.

“Don’t you lads watch… other kinds of adventure these days?” he said, his voice low, a deliberate pause curling around the words. One eye flicked shut in a slow, knowing blink.

I turned toward him. His face seemed brighter somehow, lit by that smile, as if he knew something I didn.

“You know what I mean, don’t you?” he added, softer now, like the question was meant only for me.

Heat crept up my neck. For a second, I couldn’t look away.

“I… I think I do,” I said, my voice quieter than I intended. “And yeah—I watch them. Sometimes. When I’m in the mood"

The words felt strange as soon as they left my mouth.

Phil leaned closer, just enough that I could feel it without him touching me.

“Then show me,” he murmured.

My breath caught.

I didn’t move. Couldn’t.

And for a moment, I wasn’t sure if he’d actually spoken… or if the thought had formed somewhere inside me, where I didn’t quite have control.

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By *otwillyMan
8 weeks ago

Scunthorpe

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By *ckieroyMan
8 weeks ago

Shrewsbury

Nice story

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By *xcuriousguyxxMan
8 weeks ago

mostly browsing just now

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By *an26 OP Man
8 weeks ago

Portsmouth

I opened my laptop and pulled up the last film I’d watched—a mature bellied man with a much younger woman. He was dressed the same way as Phil...what a coincidence...white shirt and beige trousers.

Phil leaned in, his eyes widening as the scene flickered across the screen. “That’s… really something,” he murmured.

There was a pause—just long enough to feel it stretch.

Then he tilted his head, studying the man more closely. “Don’t you think he looks a bit like me?”

I turned to answer, but before I could speak, he let out a quiet, almost hollow laugh.

“Of course,” he added, his voice dropping, “I’m not nearly that lucky… to have a younger lover.”

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By *aygordon999Man
8 weeks ago

Shetland

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By *ono4uMan
8 weeks ago

Plymouth

Wonderful but I wanted a better ending.

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By *ature boyMan
8 weeks ago

Erdington

Could be fun

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By *eadar123Man
8 weeks ago

dublin

Hot stuff

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By *aversham guyMan
8 weeks ago

Reading

Wow …… loving this , please keep it going …

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By *an26 OP Man
8 weeks ago

Portsmouth

"Wonderful but I wanted a better ending."

This is not the end..😜

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By *abba44Man
8 weeks ago

Ramsgate

The tension is building great to have a long intro for a change .

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By (user no longer on site)
8 weeks ago

This is so good great writing for me for to bust

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By *xcuriousguyxxMan
8 weeks ago

mostly browsing just now

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By *iHard911Man
8 weeks ago

PDI Gran Canaria

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By *otwillyMan
8 weeks ago

Scunthorpe

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By *an26 OP Man
8 weeks ago

Portsmouth

The next moment, the guys on TV trousers were already unbuttoned—the zip lowered with a quiet, deliberate sound. When she pulled them down, a flash of white briefs filled the screen.

Phil spoke again, almost under his breath. “Just like me…”

I didn’t answer. I wasn’t even sure I understood..The scene kept unfolding, she got his cock out of the briefs and kiss the tip, he wasnt hard yet but it was obvious he enjoyed her attention as it started growing ..and then I heard him murmur, “I wish that girl was here…”

Something in his voice made it impossible to ignore. I turned, slowly.

That’s when I saw it—his hand, moving against a pronounced bulge beneath his clothes. He didn’t look at me.

“But it’s only you and me,” he added.Something in his voice made it impossible to ignore.

When I finally looked at his face, it was unreadable—composed, almost detached. But his eyes held, steady and unblinking, as if waiting… not for permission, but for a reaction.

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By *xcuriousguyxxMan
8 weeks ago

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By *an26 OP Man
8 weeks ago

Portsmouth

Phil noticed. Of course he did. The moment my gaze lingered too long, the heat rushed to my face, impossible to hide.

He leaned closer, voice low, almost gentle.

“Come on, lad… don’t tell me you’ve never seen an excited guy before.”

Before I could react, his hand settled on my knee—light, but deliberate. Not moving. Not leaving.

“I see you’re excited too,” he murmured, as if stating a simple fact.

The screen flickered in front of us, the scene growing more intense, the guys cock was rock hard disappearing completely in her mouth...her skills were incredible and he seemed he was really into it. He turned back to it briefly, exhaling.

“Look at that lucky guy,” he said, quieter now. “Wish I was in his place.”

Then he looked at me again. Really looked. His expression had changed—something tighter, sharper. Not just curiosity. Something closer to need.

“I need that,” he said softly.

Silence stretched, tight and fragile.

His eyes didn’t leave mine as he asked, almost carefully,

“Have you ever… thought about it? Even once?”

My throat tightened.

“Never… not really, but—”

The words trailed off, unfinished, hanging between us like a confession neither of us needed spoken out loud.

His fingers pressed slightly against my leg, not moving away.

“You don’t get many chances,” he whispered, closer now, his voice steady but charged, “if you’re too afraid to take one.”

His gaze held mine, unblinking.

And everything seemed to narrow to that moment—

to his hand,

his voice,

and the choice hanging in the air between us.

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By *ashtoolMan
8 weeks ago

belfast

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By *teveapriestMan
8 weeks ago

Kearsely

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By (user no longer on site)
8 weeks ago

Fabulous writing loving it

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By *ono4uMan
8 weeks ago

Plymouth

Yes so am I , I wish I had his patience.

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By *otwillyMan
8 weeks ago

Scunthorpe

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By *xcuriousguyxxMan
8 weeks ago

mostly browsing just now

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By *namoratomanMan
8 weeks ago

North Herefordshire

This is hotting up!

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By *iffy1968Man
7 weeks ago

all over the UK

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By *ckieroyMan
7 weeks ago

Shrewsbury

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By *acker1TV/TS
7 weeks ago

Warrington

Cant wait for more

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By *an26 OP Man
7 weeks ago

Portsmouth

Phil’s voice broke the silence, low and steady.

“Chances don’t usually come twice… if you let them slip, they don’t always find their way back.”

Did you ever tasted your pre he added on a lower voice

His eyes stayed on mine, unflinching, as if he was waiting for something only I could decide. My chest tightened under the weight of his gaze.

I couldnd keep my eyes on him anymore i noded yes as i lowered my eyes but couldnt resist look at his bulge his hand still there. So do i he said... rubbing his bulge hes so wet he added.

His words lingered in the air, pulling my thoughts in every direction. Without realizing it my hand moved to rest lightly high on his knee. He didnt move away, instead he turned slightly towards me like he was inviting me to stay in that moment with him.

Silence stretched..but it didnt feel empty. It felt like possibility. Chances rarely come twice he said gently as it was a polite invitation.. "you act on them or you live wondering what if"

My eyes met his again, longer this time and when i lower them again i heard my voice saying..."is it ok to see him"? My voice came out barely above a whisper. I am still wondering how i got the courage to do that but I DID!!

For a moment he just looked at me .... his beautiful face so puzzled....then a small warm smile formed on his face.

Chances rarely come twice ...he said in a warm voice smiling... so why you dont get him out?

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By *otwillyMan
7 weeks ago

Scunthorpe

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By *ardsoloMan
7 weeks ago

Harlow

Love the tension and build up, just like my meets

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By *xcuriousguyxxMan
7 weeks ago

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By *an26 OP Man
7 weeks ago

Portsmouth

It felt like something I’d been waiting to hear for ages, and yet it was also a first for me. My heart raced as I reached out, hesitant at first, then more certain. I let my hand drift upward, feeling the warmth through the fabric until it rested on his huge bulge. With my other hand, I carefully loosened his belt, then the button, moving slowly as if time itself had stretched.

I didn’t stop, my touch lingering, curious and electric. When I finally open the fly, I caught just a glimpse—the outline of his cock in his white briefs, a wet spot at the edge making the fabric a bit transparent-enough to make my breath catch. There was something unspoken in that moment, a quiet intensity that said more than words ever could.

Phil spoke again, his voice low, almost unsteady.

“Do you see what you’ve done to me?”

There was something different in his expression—something unfamiliar, something that hadn’t been there before. He smiled, but it didn’t quite reach his eyes.

“It’s strange… this feeling,” he continued. “It never happened before. But now…” He paused, as if weighing his own words. “I never thought i would get so excited been around with another guy but seems he has a mind of his own.” “He’s under a lot of pressure, though” Phil added quietly, almost to himself. “Maybe it’s better to let him breathe.”

With that, he stood up.

I hesitated only a moment before rising too. Standing close to him now, I help him pull his trousers down and now he was there just in his white briefs. There was a strange pull—something unspoken but undeniable.

Phil glanced toward the screen, then back at me, his smile returning, softer this time, but no less unsettling.

“Tell me,” he said, almost teasing, “do I look like him?”

The guy on the screen was now standing like phil.. and the girl was on her knees with his cock deep in her mouth. The images there flickered—suggestive, intimate—but it wasn’t the content that held me. It was the way Phil watched me, waiting.

“Imagine,” he murmured, his voice dropping, “that it’s real. That it’s happening right here.”

A strange tension gripped the room. My thoughts blurred, my body reacting before my mind could catch up. It felt as though something unseen was guiding the moment, bending it in a direction I hadn’t chosen—but couldn’t resist.

And then, before I fully understood why, I was on my knees pulling his briefs down.

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By *ritter1Man
7 weeks ago

dundee

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By *ohnny 52TV/TS
7 weeks ago

South Cheshire

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7 weeks ago

Kearsely

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7 weeks ago

North Herefordshire

Really interesting now!

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By *an26 OP Man
7 weeks ago

Portsmouth

I was already on my knees before I fully realized it, Phil standing over me like he knew exactly the effect he had. I was tranfixed with the view in front of me..Phils hard wet cock precum dripping...couldnt take my eyes away..

Time seemed to slow, stretching the moment into something unreal. I just stayed there, taking him in, unsure what to say.

His voice broke the silence, low and almost distant. “What do you think?”

I hesitated, my voice quieter than I expected. “I’ve been wondering… ever since that day you opened the door with just a towel…”

He raised an eyebrow, a faint smile forming. “Wondering?”

I nodded. “Yeah… what you were hiding.”

He chuckled softly, catching me off guard again. “if i knew that i wouldnt bother to wrap a towel around him" ...so your mind wouldnt wonder for so long......

That made my heart race. I leaned in slightly, closing the distance, the air between us charged with everything left unspoken.

I heard myself whispering i wanted to do that for so long.... the next moment i was kissing the tip and got him in my mouth. First cock ever...Phils cock... it was tasting wonderful ..but before i register its taste Phil got him out moaning im cumming baby im cuming.... and a thick flow of cum was landing on his left hand.

I hurried to grab him a paper towel, the rest of his cum in there... right after he walked to the bathroom washed his hands pulled up his pants and came next to me.. he finished his drink and without a second glance—just a quiet, almost effortless goodbye he walked away.

And just like that, he was gone.

The silence he left behind pressed in on me, heavy and unsettling. My mind began to spiral—had I gone too far? Had I misread everything? Maybe he hadn’t meant any of it… maybe he already regretted it.

The questions came faster than I could answer them, tangling together until I couldn’t tell what was real and what I was imagining. All I knew was that something had shifted—and I had no idea if it could ever be undone.

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By *ocknBluesMan
7 weeks ago

Leamington

I would have wanted it to hit me in the face and cover me, leaving me dripping, on my knees as he walked out.

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7 weeks ago

Newton Abbot

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7 weeks ago

mostly browsing just now

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7 weeks ago

Shoreham

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7 weeks ago

South Cheshire

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7 weeks ago

Andover Ish

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7 weeks ago

Sutton Coldfield

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7 weeks ago

bolton

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By *an26 OP Man
7 weeks ago

Portsmouth

Almost a week had passed, and still—nothing from Phil.

The silence gnawed at me. My mind kept circling the same questions, sharper each time. Had I made a mistake? Had I let something take over that should’ve stayed buried? And yet… his words that day—clear, deliberate—had pulled me in. He’d wanted it. I was sure of that. Wasn’t I?

Or had he changed his mind?

I tried to push it away, to convince myself it didn’t matter, that it was over. But it clung to me. What happened that day wasn’t fleeting—it had sunk deeper, into places I couldn’t ignore. It felt too intense, too real, to mean nothing. Not to me. And I couldn’t believe it meant nothing to him either.

That morning, the thoughts came back stronger. I struggled to focus, my attention slipping through my fingers as I tried to work.

Then my phone rang.

I froze.

His name lit up the screen.

“Good morning, lad. How’s things at the office?”

His voice—casual, almost too casual. Like nothing had happened.

He said we needed to talk. He’d been meaning to call for a couple of days, but he’d been busy. Busy. The word echoed in my head.

“Can you pick me up around eight? Go for a drink tonight?”

I agreed before I could stop myself.

The call ended.

And just like that, the silence was replaced by something worse.

What did he want to talk about?

There was only one answer that made sense.

Regret.

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By *eadar123Man
7 weeks ago

dublin

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By *an26 OP Man
7 weeks ago

Portsmouth

At exactly eight o’clock, I knocked on his door.

Phil opened almost instantly and stepped aside to let me in. He was already dressed to go out—beige trousers, a red-and-blue striped polo neck. He looked… distractingly handsome. For a moment, it threw me off.

“So—why aren’t we leaving?” I asked.

He didn’t answer right away.

Instead, his expression tightened—serious, almost troubled. He looked at me like he was choosing his words carefully, weighing something heavier than the question I’d asked.

“Because,” he said finally, his voice low, “we need to talk. And it has to be in private. Please… sit.”

Something in his tone made my stomach tighten.

I moved to the couch and sat down slowly. But instead of joining me, he pulled a chair across from me and sat there—deliberately distant.

That’s when it hit me.

Why so serious? Why the space?

I didn’t say anything. I just waited.

And suddenly, the silence felt louder than anything he could have said.

A faint, uncertain smile flickered across his face—gone almost as quickly as it appeared.

“I wanted to talk about it earlier,” he said, his voice careful, controlled. “But my wife… the kids… there was never a moment. This is the first time I’ve been alone.”

My chest tightened.

He hesitated, then continued, “About the other day. At your place…” He exhaled, shaking his head slightly. “I don’t know what got into me. We’re both married. We have families. What happened… it shouldn’t have happened.”

The words landed heavier than I expected.

My eyes dropped to the floor. So this was it. The quiet fear I’d been carrying—it was real. He regretted it.

“I know what you’re talking about, Phil,” I said softly, barely above a whisper. “You’re right.”

A pause stretched between us.

“Let’s just… forget it.”

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By *teveapriestMan
7 weeks ago

Kearsely

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7 weeks ago

Harlow

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7 weeks ago

Lanark

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By *an26 OP Man
7 weeks ago

Portsmouth

Phil shot to his feet as if jolted by electricity.

“Forget it!”

The word cracked through the room, too sharp, too sudden. Forget it? How could anyone forget that? What happened the other day clung to my mind like a shadow I couldn’t shake. What happened there it was so strong so emotional...believe it i cum as soon as i entered your mouth? I NEVER in my life cum so soon and i cant shake off my head what happened there.

Startled, my eyes lifted toward him—but halfway there, something else caught my attention. A noticeable bulge. I quickly looked away, pretending I hadn’t seen anything, heat creeping into my face.

“I’m… confused, Phil,” I said quietly. “What do you want us to do?”

“I don’t know,” he admitted, his voice lower now, strained. “I really don’t. It’s like… it has a mind of its own. Every time I think about what happened, it just—” He cut himself off, exhaling.

Before I could respond, he stepped closer. Too close.

Now he was right in front of me, his hand settling firmly on my shoulder, his eyes locking onto mine with an intensity that made my chest tighten.

“So,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper, “what are we going to do about that… fella?”

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By *ers_Viking_FukMan
7 weeks ago

Gorleston

So hot.

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By *artin1011Man
7 weeks ago

worksop

Keep going

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By *am328ciMan
7 weeks ago

Chesterfield

Excellent keep it going

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By *ature boyMan
7 weeks ago

Erdington

Confessed a bit

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By *orfyMan
7 weeks ago

Aylsham

Just seen this and now sporting a very wet boner! Great story telling. Please continue

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By *an26 OP Man
6 weeks ago

Portsmouth

I let my hand linger on his bulge, just enough to feel the tension between us, and held his gaze a moment longer than usual.

“What happened at my place…” I said quietly, searching his eyes, “it’s been on my mind ever since.”

My voice softened, but I didn’t look away.

“I’ve never done anything like that before. I still don’t fully understand how it happened… or why I let it. But I did.” A small pause. “And I can’t pretend I didn’t like it.”

The air between us tightened.

“I keep thinking about it,” I admitted, my fingers barely moving, just enough to remind him I was still there. “About you. About us.”

Another pause—longer this time.

“And if we do it again…” I added, almost a whisper now, “I don’t want to rush it. I want to take my time… to really explore what we started.”

Without looking down, I moved slowly, unid his belt and the button of his trousers then pulled the zipper down. The trousers fall freely on the floor.

Phil didn’t react. He stood completely still—too still—like a statue caught between decisions. Something flickered across his face, uncertainty or hesitation, but it vanished as quickly as it came. He said nothing.

His white briefs couldnt hide much since the outline of his hard cock was so visible. For a moment, I paused. Just watched him. The silence stretched, thick and heavy, filled with everything neither of us was saying.

Then, finally, I moved again pulling his briefs down slowly, teasing the moment—he rose instantly, proud and eager, the tension thick between us.

And that’s when Phil reacted

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By *acingfanMan
6 weeks ago

Huddersfield

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By *un100Man
6 weeks ago

IPSWICH

Longing for that lovely moment when you finally get that cock stretching your cunt

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6 weeks ago

IPSWICH

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By *an26 OP Man
6 weeks ago

Portsmouth

His voice slipped in low—soft, almost gentle.

“We both know it’s wrong,” he murmured, a pause hanging in the air, “but I like it… just as much as you do.”

For a heartbeat, everything stilled.

I didn’t need to hear anything else.

I leaned in closer, slow and deliberate, watching every reaction. Phil’s breath hitched, a low sound escaping him as i was giving his balls a nice tongue bath, his composure began to slip. There was a flicker of satisfaction in his expression—he wasn’t holding back anymore.

“You’re doing fine fella,” he murmured, though his voice was already unsteady.

The air felt heavier now, charged with something unspoken. I paused just long enough to let the moment stretch, to let the anticipation build. His breathing grew louder, uneven—waiting, bracing.

The next moment my tongue was all over his shaft. I deep throat him ...

He gasped.

Phil got really excited and between strained moans, i heard his voice barely steady. “Keep going, fella… keep going ...don’t stop.” you are doing such a good job...

I paused—just for a moment—but even that felt too long.

“I’m not stopping,” I said, low and certain. “Not now. I’m not stopping i will go all the way through… to the finish.” and the next moment i was deep troating his fat boy again.

Phils hand on my head now... tightened in my hair, his fingers threading through it as the heat between us kept building—stronger, heavier, almost unbearable. His fat boy was a lolly pop in my mouth... we were both in heaven. Every second stretched, charged with tension. His breath grew louder, uneven, like he was right on the edge… and right then on a sharp move he got his cock out of my mouth... his voice dropped to a hushed warm whisper ..... im cumming

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By *ature boyMan
6 weeks ago

Erdington

Mmm please asap

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6 weeks ago

Glasgow

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6 weeks ago

Frome

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6 weeks ago

sheffield

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By *an26 OP Man
6 weeks ago

Portsmouth

We had a great night out—too great, maybe. Drinks kept coming, conversation flowing effortlessly from sports to politics to history… everything except the one thing hovering unspoken between us.

When I dropped Phil off later, the street was quiet, the kind of quiet that makes every word feel heavier.

“Thanks, fella,” he said, smiling. “Brilliant night. Let’s do it again soon.”

I hesitated. For a moment, I couldn’t meet his eyes.

“I’d love that,” I murmured.

Then something shifted. I looked straight at him, steadier this time, braver than I felt.

“But… I’d like it to last longer next time. Maybe we start earlier in the evening.”

There was a pause—just long enough to matter.

“Deal,” Phil said. Then, almost casually, “My family’s heading to my in-laws next Friday. They’ll be there all summer.”

Another pause. Different this time.

“We’ll have plenty of time,” he added. “Just the two of us.”

We said goodnight, but it didn’t feel like an ending.

And that night, sleep didn’t come easy.

Every time I closed my eyes, I kept wondering the same thing—

What, exactly, had we just set in motion?

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By *igarloverg1981Man
6 weeks ago

Aylesbury

Wow great story, will be looking out for more

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By *amesmmmmMan
6 weeks ago

crowden

Keep it going mmmm

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By *addy lover 2025Man
6 weeks ago

Shoreham

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6 weeks ago

South Cheshire

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By *ust 58Man
6 weeks ago

london

So wet and horny reading your transfixing writing … just got to the line where you are on your knees … tasted my pre 😉 …. 👍💦🔥😈 going back for more

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By *an26 OP Man
6 weeks ago

Portsmouth

For the next couple of days, I heard nothing from Phil.

Then, early Monday morning, the phone rang.

“Family’s away,” he said, his voice unusually cheerful. “Fancy coming over tonight for a drink?”

“Of course,” I replied, trying not to sound too eager. “I’m looking forward to it.”

There was a short pause before he laughed softly. “That sounds like a date. Eight o’clock work for you?”

“It’s perfect,” I said.

We hung up, but from that moment on, time seemed to crawl. Every hour dragged painfully slowly, and by the time I finally got home, I could barely contain my anticipation. My wife was already irritated that I was going out again, but there was no way I was missing the chance to see Phil.

Of course… she had no idea who I was really meeting.

By exactly eight o’clock, I was standing at Phil’s door, my heart pounding as I knocked.

The door opened.

Nothing could have prepared me for what I saw next.... The surprise waiting for me stole the air from my lungs!!!!!

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By *orfyMan
6 weeks ago

Aylsham

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6 weeks ago

South Cheshire

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By *eadar123Man
6 weeks ago

dublin

Horny

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By *iffy1968Man
6 weeks ago

all over the UK

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By *an26 OP Man
6 weeks ago

Portsmouth

Phil stood there exactly as he had the first time I visited him — fresh from the shower, a towel wrapped loosely around his waist… hanging slightly lower this time revealing all of his round belly and some of his pube hair. Water dripped slowly down his round belly, catching the light as it traced its way across his skin.

For a moment, I froze at the sight.

Then he noticed my reaction and stepped aside with a bright, knowing smile, clearly amused by the surprise written all over my face.

“I hope I didn’t embarrass you,” he said with a playful smile as he closed the door behind him.

Before I could answer, the towel around his waist loosened, slipping silently to the floor.

For a moment, everything else disappeared. He stood there completely unbothered, impossibly still, while I couldn’t tear my eyes away. There was something unreal about him — like staring at the sculpted perfection of an ancient Greek god brought to life.

I must have frozen there too long, because Phil suddenly broke the silence with a light slap on my ass.

“Come on,” he said with a grin. “Let’s go to the bedroom, fella.” For a moment i couldnt move...i was staring his perfectly round arse for the first time

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By *iffy1968Man
6 weeks ago

all over the UK

Hot

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By *teveapriestMan
6 weeks ago

Kearsely

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By *an26 OP Man
6 weeks ago

Portsmouth

I followed him into the bedroom. He sat on the edge of the bed, patting the space beside him.

“Come sit next to me.”

I hesitated, then sat down carefully, my heart beating a little faster in the quiet room. He looked at me for a moment, a strange smile tugging at his lips.

“I didn’t mean it that way,” he said softly. Then his eyes lingered on me. “You know… I’ve never actually seen you without your clothes on?.”

He helped me peel off my T-shirt, his hands lingering just long enough to make my pulse jump. I stood slowly, letting my pants slide to the floor in a soft heap beside my feet. For a moment, neither of us moved. The air between us tightened, heavy with anticipation, as his eyes traveled over me and a faint smile crept across his face. I was only in my white y-fronts now the thin fabric couldnt hide my hard cock and a wet spot of precum. I could see the shift in Phil the second his eyes locked on mine. A slow grin tugged at the corner of his mouth as he murmured, “Leave them on… for now.” Then he eased back against the bed, completely unhurried, like he already knew exactly where this was going. I placed my knee on the bed my hands on his belly and i leaned forward kissing and sucking on his nipples... Phil was clearly enjoying every second of it. His breathing grew slower, heavier, each breath louder in the quiet room, and I could see the anticipation building in his eyes. My tongue travel down to his belly and further down to his wet cock i licked the precum off then lick his whole shaft and tongue bath his balls. Phil was moaning all the time... then i cupped his ball in my left hand and got hold of his fat boy with my right hand sucking on his knob like a lollypop. Phils breath was heavier now and his fat boy was leaking .... he placed his hand on my head pushing it down to his cock and between his moans in a strained, breathless voice, he whispered, “Please… I can’t hold on much longer.” His words came unevenly between heavy breaths. “This is better than anything I’ve ever had before… and trust me, I know what I’m talking about.” i got his cock deep in my mouth deep throating him now...i was in heaven and i thought of hearing him saying im cumming trying to pull me off his cock...but i was determine to go up to the end this time..i wanted to taste his milk... and right then he surrender to my will feeling his fat boy pulsating in my mouth and his precious nectar feeling my mouth.

I slipped into the bathroom, spat it into the toilet, and flushed it away.

When I returned, Phil was sprawled across the bed, exhausted, a bright, satisfied smile stretched across his face. But the moment he spoke, something underneath the warmth caught me off guard — a faint edge of disappointment hidden in his voice.

Pushing me away i thought you would swallow my milk...He sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the huge now wet spot on my briefs with a crooked grin.

“Look at that,” he said softly. “You’re a massive leaker, boy.” saying that he pulled my briefs down and for the first time he got hold of my dick, stroking him.

“Come on,” he said with a warm, playful tone, a satisfied smile lingering on his face. “Looks like you’ve been carrying all that tension for far too long. Let it out… cum for me and let him finally rest.”

My gaze stayed fixed on his beautiful face, searching every expression, while his attention remained completely on what he was doing, pouring all his effort into the task before him. After a couple of minutes i couldn hold it anymore my body was shaking and my legs tremble..i got hold of my cock and cum in my hand. Phil’s voice drifted toward me like something out of a dream. Thats a huge load...

“Well done, fella… well done

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By *an26 OP Man
5 weeks ago

Portsmouth

No comments/reactions means nobody likes it?

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By *aveh1234Man
5 weeks ago

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Great story

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By *orfyMan
5 weeks ago

Aylsham

Please continue 🍆🍆🍆

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By *eerBodMan
5 weeks ago

Teignmouth

So hard reading this

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By *un100Man
5 weeks ago

IPSWICH

"So hard reading this "

I am too. Do you relate to Phil or the boy?

Who’s going to get railed first

Xxx

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By *un100Man
5 weeks ago

IPSWICH

"No comments/reactions means nobody likes it?"

Loads of guys with hardons reading it!!

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By *otwillyMan
5 weeks ago

Scunthorpe

👍😈👍😈

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5 weeks ago

Dudley

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By *igarloverg1981Man
1 week ago

Aylesbury

Amazing story, hope more to come

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By *an26 OP Man
7 days ago

Portsmouth

Monday morning, my phone rang.

The moment I saw Phil's name on the screen, my heartbeat quickened.

"Morning, fella," he said, his voice lower than usual. "You were on my mind all weekend."

The confession caught me off guard.

"My wife even noticed something was wrong," he continued. "Said I seemed distracted. I blamed it on work, but that wasn't the truth."

A silence settled between us, heavy with things neither of us had dared say.

"I need to see you," he finally said. "Badly."

I closed my eyes for a moment.

"You never left my mind either, Phil," I admitted. "Truth is, I've been looking for reasons to get out of the house. I even joined a gym so I'd have an excuse when we wanted to meet."

His soft laugh sent a shiver through me.

"Is today after work okay?"

"More than okay," he replied immediately. "I'll be waiting for you."

The warmth in his voice lingered long after the words were spoken.

Then the line went dead.

I stared at the phone in my hand, my thoughts racing. The office suddenly felt smaller, the hours ahead impossibly longer. Every glance at the clock felt like a challenge.

For the rest of the day, all I could think about was seeing him again.

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By *wert000Man
7 days ago

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By *ethro65Man
7 days ago

Sutton-in-Ashfield

Wow just read all of this erotica story, please continue

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