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Was my friends dad seducing me?

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

This a true story. No sex ever happened, but i always wonder would it have gone further if i wasn’t so naive?

When I was 18 I lived a few doors down from a long term friend, Mike. I was always over at his house, it was pretty much a second home to me. Mike’s dad Paul was a rough and tough kind of guy. He was a motorcyclist and a carpenter. He had a muscular build with a slight beer belly. He was always wearing his biker leathers or a leather waistcoat. His arms were tattoo’d and he had shoulder length brown hair. He was plain speaking - always f’ing this and that. I remember his eyes were bright blue, and he always had stubble.

The first time I noticed I was being turned on by Paul was when Mike’s mum was out, and Paul he had a friend over and they were chilling in the kitchen while Mike and I were in another room. I went into the Kitchen to grab a drink, Mike and his mate were talking and the first thing I heard when I walked in was Paul saying “A wank in the work van is all I get now…”. As his mate replied “me too” and they laughed. I wondered what they were talking about.

Paul looked at me and said “I bet your bed sheets are like cardboard”. I’d always been shy, I just blushed. I looked at him as I rushed out with my drink, and Paul was looking at me right in the eye. He looked different to usual, he was a little d*unk and he seemed to be testing me. He winked at me. I felt butterflies in my stomach, as he and his friend laughed and I shuffled out of the room and back upstairs…

Shall i continue?

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago


"This a true story. No sex ever happened, but i always wonder would it have gone further if i wasn’t so naive?

When I was 18 I lived a few doors down from a long term friend, Mike. I was always over at his house, it was pretty much a second home to me. Mike’s dad Paul was a rough and tough kind of guy. He was a motorcyclist and a carpenter. He had a muscular build with a slight beer belly. He was always wearing his biker leathers or a leather waistcoat. His arms were tattoo’d and he had shoulder length brown hair. He was plain speaking - always f’ing this and that. I remember his eyes were bright blue, and he always had stubble.

The first time I noticed I was being turned on by Paul was when Mike’s mum was out, and Paul he had a friend over and they were chilling in the kitchen while Mike and I were in another room. I went into the Kitchen to grab a drink, Mike and his mate were talking and the first thing I heard when I walked in was Paul saying “A wank in the work van is all I get now…”. As his mate replied “me too” and they laughed. I wondered what they were talking about.

Paul looked at me and said “I bet your bed sheets are like cardboard”. I’d always been shy, I just blushed. I looked at him as I rushed out with my drink, and Paul was looking at me right in the eye. He looked different to usual, he was a little d*unk and he seemed to be testing me. He winked at me. I felt butterflies in my stomach, as he and his friend laughed and I shuffled out of the room and back upstairs…

Shall i continue?

Yep…

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By *iquor247Man
over a year ago

wirral

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By *ovetolick7640Man
over a year ago

Measham

No

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

love to hear more this is gonna get horny

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

Next time was a week or so later. Mike and I were chilling in the kitchen. Paul came home from martial arts training and dumped his bag on the table between us.

Paul asked me to grab his deodorant out of the bag, so I did and chucked it to him. Paul sprayed in on and then same and sat at the table with his. He told Mike to grab some beers out of the fridge and he joined us talking sh*t as he started talking about the locks and grapples he was doing that night. I’d done martial arts too so things somehow escalated to us both stood up trying to grapple, whilst Mike wasn’t in the room.

Paul pinned me down, sort of straddling me and I couldn’t move. His full weight was on me. Then he reached up to the table and pulled out his cup (the plastic guard that protects your penis) and pushed it on my face, over my nose and mouth as he laughed. “Do you submit” he ordered… I continued wriggling and said no. He pressed the guard harder onto my face, I could smell his cock and there was a saltiness as the plastic pushed against my lips. “Give in!?” he was asking.

At that point Mike walked back in and joined in the joke, but that seemed to annoy Paul and he instantly got up and stopped. “Have a good night lads” he told us as he walked out of the room. But as he did I couldn’t help but glance down, I’m sure his bulge looked bigger than usual, as he adjusted himself on the way out…

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By *iquor247Man
over a year ago

wirral

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By *uckbiMan
over a year ago

Lowestoft

You need to get Paul alone

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

The next encounter with Paul things went up a notch. Now, let me remind you that this is all true. So, one day I was at their house and I went to use the bathroom.

I noticed that the panel on the side of the bath wasn’t set correctly so I kicked it a bit to try and make it fit in place. When I kicked it the whole panel fell forwards with a huge bang. Exposing under the bath, and it was stuffed full of porno mags. Every single one was about “big black cocks” and interracial. There were dozens, and even some videos in there. I remember one of them had the word “jungle” in the title and it was a big muscular black guy.

The bang alerted my mates mum, Rita. She came storming up shouting through the door asking what I was doing. I came out and explained the side just fell down… she looked inside and was seriously pissed off. She went mental, shouting at me. So I made my way out of the house and as I was leaving I heard her shouting at Paul “what’s this!!” and all kinds of expletives. I didn’t stick around to see the aftermath. I told Mike let’s go out for a bit.

So, a few days later Mike and I are chilling on his roof, getting some sun (something we always used to do). It was just his dad in the house. So, I went in to use the bathroom again. Paul heard me coming in and joked “don’t you be spying again”. I pretended I didn’t hear him and carried on up.

When I finished in the bathroom I opened the door and Paul was stood there. One arm resting on the wall, smirking. Definitely waiting for me. He looked hot. He had just his leather waistcoat on with no shirt underneath. I could see his tattoos and muscular arms. He had paint spattered denim jeans on, even though he hadn’t been decorating. I guess they were from work or something.

“I know what you’ve been up to” Paul said. I blushed and didn’t say anything other than “what?”. “I know what you were looking at last time you were in there” he said with a knowing grin. Staring at me intensely… baring in mind I was 18 and still pretty shy, I couldn’t believe my mates dad was saying this to me.

“Don’t worry I won’t tell anyone. We all like looking at it don’t we”. I started telling him how I wasn’t looking and it was just an accident. I could feel myself getting a semi, and I glanced down and could see he was too. He looked down at my package and said “I’m sure you’ve seen the real thing enough times anyway” and winked. I panicked and tried to walk past him, but he stepped forwards so that I brushed against him, and I’m sure his hand touched my bulge on purpose.

He confidently said “I won’t tell anyone if you don’t” as he smiled at me. I was flustered and just said yeah and rushed down the stairs before my boner became too obvious through my trackers. At the time I thought he was talking about the magazines, but looking back I’m thinking it was something else…

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By *iquor247Man
over a year ago

wirral

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