a logical flow
everything had its proper time and place
+18, no minors allowed, all age restrictions apply.
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Billy looked at his phone, looked at the picture message long and hard. There was Jared in all his naked glory, smiling invitingly at the camera, with dusky chest pecs, thick dad bod with hair in all the right places, and the beginning of delicious-looking morsel of a cock, that unfortunately got cropped where it started to get exciting. Billy had always found Jared kind of hot with his wire-rim glasses, slightly belligerent attitude when it came to Star Wars universe (his favorite term about it was canon continuity) and adept kindness when it came to his children, Billy’s nieces, who at three and six years old could be a rambunctious lot.
The perfunctory mea culpa began flowing in a few minutes later. Apparently the picture had been meant for Billy’s unsuspecting sister Janet, that it was all a joke hahaha, why don’t you please delete the picture and we’ll act like nothing ever happened. Except Billy’s ass had tingled when he looked at the picture, yes cropped cock and all. In fact it made it better to imagine how the cock would look like in person, preferably hard and dripping sweet nectarine precum.
That was how Billy managed to get Jared down at his bachelor pad, where he worked, unknown to any immediate family members, as a sex psychologist and sex surrogate. He specially catered to bi-curious men, men who were in relationships but were finding ‘extra facets’ as he called it. Billy sat Jared down, plied him with wine and cheese, and proceeded to pry.
The joke was on Jared, after all, when dams burst open and he began rambling about non-existent sex life after Lucy and Layla, his children. Four years. Four (non-)fucking long years. He was near to the point of crying when he admitted nights – and days – with his left hand as his companion, Janet having turned a cold shoulder whenever he attempted intimacy. Even the naked picture was supposed to be a real thing, planned to entice Janet to get a babysitter, plan for a sexy Friday out, a last ditch attempt so to speak. All in all Billy was almost tempted to thank her profusely, for the ease and flow of what came next were logical.
“I could help, you know,” Billy murmured, holding close to where Jared’s hands laid close to the warm crotch of his jeans. He had been holding Jared’s hand and skin throughout his confession, acclimatizing him to the idea and feel of a man’s touch. The power of suggestion was indeed omnipotent.
“How?”
“... Let me suck you off.”
Yes, there was in all of this a logical flow. First Billy discovered that Jared was deliciously uncut, with eight hard dripping inches of mighty meaty breeder’s cock. Then Billy learnt all of Jared’s sweet spots, like the one at the end of his foreskin which elicited loud moans when pulled preferably by one’s own dripping wet mouth. He did not forget a kindly sweep around his balls, a fertile young father’s pair of jewels. A gentle swipe, a dainty dip, and off to the races. Not fifteen minutes later a groaning Jared began a long-owed orgasm which for all of Billy’s sexual conquests was sweeter yet because he was his own brother-in-law. He was still shaking, cock still sputtering white hot cum, when Billy rose and kissed Jared full in the mouth. Credits to him, he kissed back the cummy lips that just sucked his cock to completion. Probably just dazed from being thankful.
“Now we can fuck.”
“Can we?... Raw?”
“I love your way of thinking.”
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Caliente!