After that first afternoon with my girlfriend's dad, I made it a point to be over at the Engle's everyday. Margie and her mom were not scheduled to come home from vacation for another couple of weeks. In the meantime, her dad and I continued our hot relationship.
The day after our first encounter, I was back at the house in the late morning. My ass was still sore from the pounding it received the previous day. Although it was sore, I knew already that I wanted more. I couldn't decide which I liked better - sucking Chuck's cock or having it up my ass.
When I knocked at the front door, I heard Chuck call "Come on in!" I let myself in to find him sitting naked on the pool deck. "Join me," he said. I stripped down to the buff and stretched out on the chaise next to his. He already had a pitcher of drinks ready and he poured me one.
We chatted idly for a few minutes while I downed my drink. I was already nervous and drinking helped to cover it up. It also, of course, may me very loose and randy. While we drank and talked, my eyes kept wandering to his cock. I was fascinated by it. It lay there, loose and flaccid over his heavy balls. Chuck caught my look.
"Come over here," he said. He spread his legs on the lounge and had me kneel between his legs. "Touch it," he said. I leaned forward and gently took his cock in my hand. As I fondled it, it grew warm and hard in my hand. I marveled at the size and hardness of it. Gently pumping my hand up and down, Chuck closed his eyes and sighed. Without prompting, I leaned forward and took the head of his cock in my mouth.
"Ooohh, that's it. That's my boy," he murmured. This was only my second time with a cock in my mouth but I already knew how much I liked it. I sucked him as deep into my mouth as I could. Then I licked it up and down, licking it from the crown all the way down to his balls and back.
"You catch on very quickly," he chuckled. He had one hand on my head, directing me. I swooped down on him again and swallowed as much of his dick as I could. I bobbed up and down, trying to take as much as I could. Slowly, I took more and more.
Eventually, he groaned and peeled me off his cock. "Let's try something different," he said. At this point in my experience, everything was different. We got up and he lead me into the house, carrying the pitcher of drinks, our hard cocks bobbing in front of us. Once in the living room, he had me lay down on my back. He crouched over me so that his hard cock dangled in my face. I felt him take my cock with one hand and lick it. It was all I needed. I reached up and gobbled his cock into my mouth.
For several minutes all you could hear was the sound of us slurping and sucking cocks. We each would moan deep in our throats. A couple of times Chuck came off me and asked me to stop. Of course, that meant he stopped for me too. It was my first lesson in control.
But after a bit, perhaps fifteen or twenty minutes, I couldn't hold back any longer. I let his cock fall out of my mouth and cried out. I felt myself pumping my hot cum into his mouth. At the same time he continued sucking, milking me for every drop. When he finally let my cock slip from his lips, he turned around and lay next to me. We exchanged a sloppy kiss as he gave me back some of what I had given him.
I finally broke the kiss and started to move down to his cock, so I could finish him off. He stopped me instead. "In a minute," he said, "let's rest a minute."
We got up and he refreshed our drinks. I was getting pretty tipsy by this time. Chuck sat down in his big living room chair and he had me straddle his lap while we drank. He would idly pinch my tits and play with my cock, which was already rising again. After a bit, I felt his big cock rising underneath me, tickling my balls and asshole.
Chuck finished his drink with a gulp and set it down. Then he lifted me off him, stood up and then laid me down on the floor. This time, he was between my legs, which he put over his shoulders. He found the lube on the table next to the chair. Then he proceeded to grease up my ass and his cock. I stared in fascination as he fingered me and then spread the vaseline over his member, which looked ready to burst. He caught my eye as he leaned forward. I felt his cock at my asshole and spread my legs. He pushed in, slowly at first. It still hurt a bit but I wanted his cock there. I wanted him filling me up. Chuck pushed harder and then he was sliding into me. I felt the power of him as he filled me up. He leaned forward and kissed me. While kissing, he moved his hips and pumped in and out of me. I loved it. I loved the attention, the closeness, the maleness of him. I loved the feeling of his hard cock inside me, his tongue on mine.
