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I stood frozen outside the doorway to Sam's bedroom, cock hard in my pants, fighting the feeling whether to go into the room or go back to my own room. Do I tell Luke what I had heard? Half of me wanted to tell him, and the other half wanted a secret of my own, something I knew about Sam that Luke didn't. He would go fucking ballistic if he realised. You see, Luke thinks his dad is an absolute angel, someone that can do no wrong, and even when he does, it's ok. Unlike me of course -- I get the blame for everything that I do wrong, even when it isn't entirely my fault. But I love Luke though, don't I?
My train of thought was suddenly distracted as I backed away from the door, and out walked Ben, the gardener. I thought I was imagining things, but he walked towards me, doing up his zip, and as he approached me, he grabbed my crotch, licked his lips, and whispered ""Join us next time if you want." The old man loves it."
As I watched Ben disappear down the stairs and heard the front door slam behind him, my mind raced. Then I thought, "what the hell" and walked up to Sam's room. I turned the handle and peered inside. On the bed lay Sam, bollock naked, lying on his stomach. crept over to his bedside to ascertain whether or not he was awake. The snoring that came from his mouth confirmed that he was sound asleep. I studied his naked form, lying there exposed for all to see, and thought of Luke. The thought passed as my gaze wondered down Sam's body, and I noticed the spunk dripping from his arse. His bollocks were visible and I noticed also that the cum had dribbled down onto them. My mind was racing, but I thought that this was my chance for cock on my terms. Instinctively, I leaned over, snaked out my tongue, and started lapping away at the old man's hole. I licked at the jism leaking from him, and moved by tongue down to his balls, savouring every drop. When I could see that I had cleaned every last drop of spunk, I swirled it around my mouth, and with a contented feeling, swallowed the lot. I was highly tempted to stick my still throbbing cock in Sam's sloppy arsehole, but I was a bottom, and wanted dick in my hole first.
I grabbed my crotch, and undid the zip to my jeans, releasing my meat, which now felt harder than it had ever done before. I have a really tight foreskin, and cannot normally pull it all the way back, but there was my cock, larger than life, foreskin completely back. I put my hand around it, jerked it a couple of times, and suddenly felt the spunk surging through my pole. The jet that erupted was like something I had never experienced before, spurt after spurt of thick juicy white spunk leapt from my cock, all over Sam's back. I directed my last spurt onto Sam's arse crack, and as soon as I was spent, I proceeded to lick every drop from his back and crack, only this time, it tasted better, as I could still taste Ben's cum mixed with my own.. Feeling really guilty now, I took one last lick at Sam's arsehole, did myself up, and left his room. On the way back to my bedroom, I noticed Luke all ready for his shower. My spent dick suddenly sprang back to life, and I grabbed hold of his crotch and whispered, "how about it lover, you and me in the shower."
"I'm in a rush, and not in the mood" was his reply, and as I walked into the bedroom, I thought "fuck you, you'll be sorry for that. I know something about your dad that you don't, and I intend to take it further." What's more, I thought to myself, I'll be here next time Ben's over to do the garden. With a new found confidence, I lay on the bed, put on my favourite porno, and continued to whack myself off. Luke walked into the room a few minutes later, caught me as I was cumming, called me something like a disgusting whore (I wish) and suggested we take his dad to dinner tonight. Scooping up a drop of my spunk, I sucked my finger, licked my lips, and told Luke that that was the best idea I had heard all day. I couldn't wait for dinner.
More to cum? This is only my 2nd chapter and my first attempt at writing a story. Thanks for all the comments, constructive or otherwise, so far, and feel free to let me know how the story's progressing.
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