I'm a 36 year old father of one. I have been divorced for a number of years now. We had a good marriage up until a couple years ago. Seems we had drifted apart as do so many couples. We parted on good terms and she moved away to live with her Aunt. I kept the house and my son stayed with me. Now 18 and just graduated from high school.
I had not found another woman that interested me since the divorce. To be quite honest. I had been having thoughts of what it would be like to be with another man. I found myself jacking off more and more to male porn on the web. I would sit and watch men sucking each other for hours. I got so excited and would cum harder than I did with the ex-wife.
My son and I pretty much had our own lives we lived. He would hang with his friends in the evenings after work. He had landed a job with a local grocery store. I also worked days which gave me time to watch some porn at night while he was gone.
It was another night while Carl, my son, was out with his friends. I had taken a shower and decided not to get dressed. I started watching a movie of two men in a 69. I would also search the dating sites and found this one guy near me some weeks back. We had talked back and forth since then. I invited him over and he accepted. I gave him the address and then sat and waited for him to arrive. My son always came home late in the evening. So I decided tonight would be no different.
About a half hour had gone by and there was a knock on the door. I went and asked who it was being I was naked.
"It's Paul from the dating site," he replied.
I opened the door and stood behind it in case anyone was walking by. He came in and I closed the door. Being excited about everything I had forgotten to lock it behind me. My son has his own key but I thought if the door was locked I would hear him. So much for that idea.
"Hi Paul. I'm Bob. Nice to meet you. My first time doing this."
"Not a problem." Paul said.
I led the way to my bedroom and he proceeded to get undressed. He was about 6' 1" tall, around 210, and short blonde hair. His cock was beautiful and already hard as was mine. He had to be about 8 inches I would guess. Straight and smooth and beautiful head. I was about the same in appearance but only around 7 inches.
I sat down on the bed and told him to stand in front of me. He moved in front of me and I reached up and took his cock in my hand. I was amazed at how wonderful it felt. And couldn't wait to see how it felt in my mouth.
"You have a really beautiful cock Paul," I said as I stroked his cock a little more.
"Thank you." he replied. "Your cock looks nice also."
"Thanks," I replied. Than slipped my mouth over the head of his cock getting my first taste of precum. I was beyond excited at the taste and how it felt. I slid my mouth down the length of his cock and found out I had no gag reflex. I had the head of his cock in my throat and was loving it. I wish I had acted on this desire much sooner in life. I worked on his cock for about 15 minutes. Loving the new found passion and listening to him moan in pleasure.
"That feels wonderful Bob. Are you sure it's your first time." Paul said.
Without taking my mouth off his cock I just nodded my head yes.
I felt his legs start to shake and knew he was about to cum.
"Bob, I'm going to cum. Are you sure you want this." Paul asked.
I pulled off his cock and said, "Yes. More than anything." And went back to sucking his cock. It wasn't but a few minutes later he was cumming in my mouth. I was swallowing as fast as I could. He was moaning loudly and making little grunting sounds as he shot one after another of strings of cum in my mouth. An then it happened.
The bedroom door flew open and in stepped my son.
"Dad, are you okayyyy." He stood there for a second as if in shock. Which I'm sure he was. Then left and went out into the kitchen.
"Shit," said Paul. "Is that your son."
"Yes," I replied. "I better go talk with him."
Paul got dressed as did I. I threw on some loose shorts and a t-shirt. Didn't want to take to much time.
"Thank you Paul. I enjoyed that very much. Would like to again sometime but will have to be more discreet."
"I understand." Paul replied. "I live alone so maybe you could come over to my place." "I didn't get to suck you."
"That would be great. We'll keep in touch. Right now I have something I need to deal with."
I walked him to the door and we shook hands and agreed to get together again.
I walked into the kitchen. Carl was sitting there drinking a coke. He looked up at me with questions in his eyes.
I sat down in the chair next to him. I figured the best thing was to just tell him to ask what he wanted to know.
"Dad. How long has this been going on," he finally asked.