This is my first attempt to write a story of any kind. I hope you enjoy it. This is the first chapter. I don't know how many chapters will evolve from this story, but stay tuned.
It all started about 6 months ago. Here I was a 56 year old man, married for 32 years, successful business, grown children and a loving wife, when this super duper kid came into my life and turned my world upsides down.
I live in a rural section of South Carolina 18 miles to the nearest town. Most of this area is mainly farmland. Some of the farmers have been subdividing their farms into 5 and 10-acre tracts and selling "Mini-farms" to the big city folks.
About 1 year ago I noticed someone was building a new home on one of the 10-acre tracts down the road from my place. About 7 months ago I started seeing a young man, approximately 16 or 17 years old, at the head of their road to catch the school bus. I would see him every morning except Wednesdays. I always played golf on Wednesday and normally leave home 30 minutes later. Every morning as I would pass him I would think to myself " That boy reminds me of someone".
One Wednesday morning I jumped in my '69 Caddie convertible (completely restored) and started to my club. When I approached their lane the young man was hitch hiking, naturally I stopped and asked him if he needed a ride to school. He jumped in the car saying that his parents had gone out of town and left him on his own. He had overslept and missed his bus. He was dressed in white tennis shorts and a white pull over shirt. As we were traveling toward town he removed a can of chocolate breakfast drink and asked if he could drink it in my car since he missed his normal breakfast. I told him to go ahead but be careful (white interior). No sooner than he started to take a drink from the can I hit a pothole causing him to spill the chocolate drink all over himself.
When this happened he started to swear and saying that his Mom would really be pissed off if his white shorts and shirt were stained. I told him not to worry we were only about a mile from his house and we could return. He could put the clothes in cold water before they dried and they would not stain. He said that if it wasn't too much trouble for me he would appreciated the offer. I told him that it was no problem and turned around.
Arriving at their home, he asked me to come in and have a coke while he changed. We entered the house through the laundry room that opened into the kitchen. He reached into the refrigerator, got me a coke, and offered me a seat at the kitchen table facing the laundry room. He then went back into the laundry room and without any hesitation removed his stained shorts and shirt. I heard him say " Damn that shit came through and got on my fucking drawers." The next thing I knew he was standing there completely naked except his socks. Looking at this beautiful young man I got a feeling I had not felt for 34 years. As I carefully studied him, my dick started to get hard. He was about 5'10", 160 lbs., light blonde hair with dark eyebrows, a 3" cut dick and jet-black pubic hair. The last time I saw anyone with light blonde hair and jet-black pubic hair was 34 years ago when my best friend and I used to fool around. As he started towards me his dick started growing. By the time he got to me it was hard and about 5.5". He said this always happens when I get naked, I hope that you aren't offended. By this time my dick was completely hard. I am 6'3" 190 lbs., dark hair, and a 12.5" long 2.5" diameter dick. When I play golf in the spring and summer months I always wear shorts and no underwear. I like to hang free when possible. The head of my dick was sticking out of my shorts leg. Before I could answer him he reached down and started stroking my swollen dick. I protested saying that he was a minor and I could get into a lot of trouble. He told me that he had just turned 18 was no longer a minor and was horny as a two peckered billy goat. He said that he had not had sex since arriving her from the West Coast and judging by my long hard dick I could also use some relief. Before I knew it he had my shorts down around my ankles and was kissing the head of my dick. It had been a long time since I had another male touch me and it felt absolutely wonderful. This was not his first time sucking dick; he was well experienced in the art of cocksucking. I knew I was not going to last very long and warned him, but he kept on taking more and more of my dick down his throat. Just as he took all 12.5" of my dick, I erupted with one hell of a load of cum. I cum so much my balls hurt. He swallowed the whole load and came up smiling. I hadn't shot a load like that in many a year.
I had not sucked a dick for 34 years but I knew I had to have some of this young man's delicious looking dick. I carefully took it into my mouth being careful not to scrape it with my teeth. The precum covering the head was sweet as honey. He began to hump my mouth as I buried my face in his crotch. I was in heaven! As I sucked and stroked his dick with tender loving care I began to insert my finger into his pretty little hocky box. When I started finger fucking him, he humped my mouth with zeal and I knew I was going to get my special reward and boy did I get it. He must have cummed a pint of the sweetest boy nectar that you can imagine.
This is how my saga began. Stay tuned for more!
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