All characters in any sexual activity are over 18.
This is a multi-chapter story so it begins slowly, so be patient!
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My name is Michael. I turned 19 last month and still live home with my parents Lisa and Dan. I'd say I'm smaller than an average boy in my age (5 feet 7 inches/170cm and 140 pounds/63 kg). I think I'm good looking, at least many girls has called me cute. My hair is dark brown and shoulder length. I used to be a short distance runner until I quit two years ago so I still have a pretty fit body though skinny. My long legs look pretty athletic and my butt is firm and round. These past two years I've spent more time on alcohol and smoking than doing sports, which is a shame.
My 22 year old sister Bree is in college and visits us only on holidays. Our house consists of a kitchen, bathroom with sauna, living room and my parents' bedroom downstairs. Upstairs we also have a bathroom and then there's my room and beside it there's Bree's room. My parents have been thinking of making Bree's room to a guestroom as she's so rarely home these days.
I've been thinking of moving to my own place, but as I've been unemployed for three months now, those plans are on hold. I've been trying to save some money for college, but that plan fell apart when I lost my job due to bad economics in the firm.
I've had two girlfriends in my life, Rita and Kara. Right now I'm single. It was five months since Kara and I broke up and I haven't been with anyone since then. So without a girlfriend and a job my days get very boring sitting around at home. That might be a reason for me drinking more than usual.
I have two good friends Joshua and Nick. We're all born the same year and have been friends since high school. On a regular weekend I call them just to see who wants to go to a bar with me. It's not hard to convince them to go to a bar with me as we're all single.
All weekends these past few months have been more or less the same. It feels like they've started to repeat themselves.
When I least expected it my next Friday to come was going to be... different.
Friday March 6th
It's Friday night and I'm entering a karaoke place called Bell'Amore with Joshua and Nick. It's already 0:30 a.m. and the place will close in a couple of hours.
I better start drinking at a faster phase if I want to get hammered tonight I thought.
Before I had a chance to order anything I get a shot of Tequila in front of me. "Rounds on me" my buddy Nick shouts. The bar was at the center of the place with dark brown chairs and sofas along the walls.
An hour went by and we all had our rounds of shots and beers.
I started to get really drunk and so were my friends, because they were both singing karaoke. That only happens when they're really drunk. They didn't even bother asking if I wanted to join, as they know I have a bad singing voice even though that's not required.
As they were singing a Bon Jovi song I felt an urge to pee. As I started walking towards the bathroom I noticed that the place was pretty empty. I also noticed how drunk I was as I almost tripped on a red carpet they had in front of the bar.
I entered the bathroom. It consisted of four white toilet stalls to my right. They all appeared to be empty. I chose to go to the last stall without any particular reason. The music volume was lower in the bathroom and I were able rest my ears for a moment as I was peeing. Damn it felt good to empty my bladder. Then I zipped up and flushed the toilet.
As I walked over to the sink to wash my hands I suddenly thought I heard something from one of the stalls, but I wasn't sure. A sound I wasn't able to identify either. I started washing my hands as a bearded dude came into the bathroom and went in to the first stall.
I was wondering about the sound I just heard as I washed my hands. I came back from my thoughts as the bearded dude from the first stall flushed his toilet. I started drying my hands just beside the bathroom door. The dude didn't bother washing his hands and walked right past me out of the bathroom.
Just as I was going to take a step and open the bathroom door the sound came back from one of the stalls. I bowed down and looked under the four stall doors. I noticed four shoes in the third stall. One pair fronted the other. The sound started to clarify for me as I heard something of a suck.
Oh my God, someone is giving a blowjob in this bathroom!
I got very uncomfortable and at the same time excited being there spying on a guy getting a blowjob from a girl. Or at least I think it's a girl!? It's pretty hard to tell from those shoes, as I can't see them clearly. Hundreds of thoughts were running through my mind as I suddenly found myself sneaking to the last stall where I just had taken a leak. The sucking got louder for every second and I got more excited by it. They probably thought I went out with the bearded dude and think they're alone in here.
I got into the stall and as drunk as I was I was still able to silently closed the door. I was now standing on the other side of the wall of the blowjob couple. I stepped up on the toilet. Very slowly and quietly I raised myself closer to the edge of the stall wall while leaning softly against it.
I slowly moved my head closer the edge of the wall so I could get a glance at the blowjob couple. First thing I see is the top of a guy's head standing while looking down. He appeared to be in his 40's I'd say. I started to feel a little bit horny. I could feel that my dick was half erect by now. Do I dare to look completely over the stall wall? What if the cocksucker takes a look up? Then I'm busted for sure!
What the hell, I'm drunk, curious and horny. I want to see the action! I've never seen a blowjob live, so now's my chance!
I leaned close to the wall and bent my head forward. There the cocksucker was with its eyes closed. It's a guy!! What the fuck... It was supposed to be a hot chick! Now I'm looking at two guys in a bathroom having oral sex. I couldn't tell the cocksuckers age as I only saw the top of his head and a mouth full of cock. Based on his clothes he was probably the same age as I. At the same time I felt disgusted that there was a guy my age giving a blowjob to an older man. But I couldn't deny it that it somehow excited me also.
This was my first time seeing someone giving a blowjob. I can't leave now in the middle of it. It felt like I've done a big effort sneaking here and taking a chance looking down at them without being caught.
The guy who was standing had a large 8 inch cock it seemed, at least compared to my 4.5 inch. He was really enjoying the blowjob. I could tell by his moans. He was probably trying to be quiet but couldn't help himself. It looked pretty enjoyable as the cocksucker went pretty fast back and forth. Drool was hanging and swinging from his chin while he rapidly sucked the cock. The cocksucker was like a female pornstar I've seen in movies giving head without gagging. He was really good I thought!
What the hell am I thinking? I'm standing here with a full erection looking at two gay guys. I should be disgusted with this, and I am... a little bit at least. But I should be more, I thought. I'm a normal heterosexual guy. I shouldn't get excited looking at two guys having oral sex. I felt really confused with all these thoughts I had of what I am and what I should be feeling. I tried to convince myself that it's probably because I'm drunk and haven't gotten laid since my girlfriend and I broke up.
I'm not the one giving head or receiving it. I'm not doing anything wrong or gay. I'm feeling really horny right now and noticed that my dick was bulging in my jeans. I quietly zipped up my pants and put my hand into my pants and took out my rock hard dick.
Oh God I'm so hard and horny! I started jerking myself off silently while looking at that fantastic blowjob. Only a minute had past and I hear the guy standing whispering "I'm coming"! Cocksucker started seriously deepthroating. The ultimate long moan came from the standing guy. He was shooting his load into the back of the cocksuckers throat. After a few seconds his orgasm had passed and he looked so relieved and calm. The cocksucker was sucking slowly the head while making sure he got every last drop of cum out of the cock. I was soon gonna cum myself. How am I gonna be able to have an explosive orgasm while not making a sound!?
In a blink of an eye my eyes meet with the older guy standing. He was looking up straight in my eyes. Being drunk and on a verge of orgasm my reflexes were severely slowed down. I ducked down on the toilet. FUCK!! He noticed me. Now what do I do? What if that guy tells my friends what I've done? My dick had softened the same second I got caught. I put my dick back into my pants fast and zipped up. I gotta move quickly back to my table and hope he doesn't recognize me. I stormed out of the toilet stall and walked right out.
My heart was pounding like a son of a bitch as I walked passed the bar. It suddenly struck me that the older guy from the bathroom looked familiar somehow. Do I know him somehow? Oh my God, I hope he doesn't know who I am! That thought went away for a few moments as I noticed that my friends where sitting at our regular table.
"Michael... Where were you" Joshua asked as I sat down at the table.
"Bathroom taking a dump if you care to know". I thought it was a good reason enough for being in the bathroom more than a minute.
The guys laughed at my comment. I gave up a fake laughter as I was thinking about what just happened. Suddenly it struck me. Oh fucking hell no, I know where I've seen that face before. The older guy is my parent's friend Karen's husband. Karen I've seen plenty of times but him only once. I've always been to a bar or at friends place when he's been at our house. The one time I saw him was a couple years back at home. My parent's had invited Karen and her husband for a few glasses of wine one weekend. I only saw him a few seconds in our kitchen as we introduced each other, but I don't remember his name. He must be close to 50 by now I think? I pray to God he doesn't remember me.
