*This is a sequel to a "Friend Made Me His Bitch"
It's been a month since I had a guy in my ass for the first time ever. And honestly, it's been a damn good month in my opinion. We spent every weekend fucking and playing video games since that was the only time his parents would be out and his sister is still at college.
It was another sunny day and I had my friend fucking my ass like any other weekend. My moans filled the house and the sounds of us fucking really made me hard like a diamond.
I then heard a sound, like the front door was opening so I stopped Brad, I wanted to make sure we were alone when he got started again.
"Brad, I think someone just came home, you should go check." I told him
He just kept thrusting into me and told me, "I am a few seconds from coming, so just shut up and let me finish. I'm sure it's nothing."
I decided to trust him since I assumed he was right. So I went back to moaning and true to his word,a minute after he went back to work. I felt my ass fill up with his cum. He kissed me and we decided to play some games to relax.
A few minutes later, we start getting thirsty so I offer to go to the kitchen to get two cans of soda for us."Bring me coke, not Pepsi or I will end you" He said as I left the room.
I went into the kitchen and heard the door open, his father walked in and I was relieved because I thought he came in earlier.
"Hey Lawrence, how was work?" I asked him, trying to be polite
"It was good, do you mind if I talk to you, privately?" He asked me with a serious face.
I didn't think much of it, considering Brad's birthday was in two weeks so maybe he was going to ask me on what he should get as a birthday gift.
"Sure, but let me take these to his room first." I told him, not wanting to make Brad mad.
"Just tell him you are going home because this is going to take a while." He said as he turned and walked towards his room
I got nervous because I assumed maybe he suspected something between Brad and I so he wanted to find out. I brought the soda to Brad and told him I had to go. He was confused at first but I told him that I had homework I needed to finish. That convinced him enough so I left his room and made my way to his parents room.
I knocked and his door and I heard him call me inside. He was sitting at his desk and he told me to sit down on the bed near the desk. I was slightly nervous but I didn't overthink this situation. He then turned in his chair to talk to me.
"John, I came in to the house and I heard some strange moans. I don't know who was making them so I want you to be fully honest with me, are you and my son watching porn together?"
I felt like I was sweating but I had to tell him the truth, he wouldn't let me leave if I didn't and this man could get a criminal to confess to a crime just by staring at him.
"Um, it's not that, I have been having sex with your son."I told him, avoiding his gaze.
He looked at me and for the life of me, I couldn't tell what he was thinking or what he was feeling, was he angry that his son is fucking a guy or is he confused by how his son could do that.
"Just tell me how it started, I want to know." He told me. I wasn't going to tell him the full story but I was still going to be honest.