All characters contained within are entirely fictional; any similarity to any real or fictional person living or deceased is totally unintentional. Do not read this story if you do not enjoy reading about consensual sexual activities of an exhibitionist nature. Otherwise read on......

 

 

SATURDAY 1^ST MAY 2010

 

Dear diary, why are good ideas so much harder to put into practice than they seem when dreamt up? Over the last couple of days I'd resolved to speak to Jason about our relationship, such that it is, and admit to him that I just can't get him out of my mind. But every time I think about 'us' all I can see is a nightmare in the making. Let's face it there's nothing simple about the situation.

 

I'm old enough to be his father for I'm in my mid-forties and Jason in his early twenties. That alone is a concern to me plus the fact that that he's the best mate of the son of my best mate, Mike. He's got a girlfriend, Kirsty, who he's been with for ages and I've met. So that's a little awkward. A lovely girl but a little needy for my liking and seems to have Jason wrapped around her little finger. On top of that all of my friends consider me straight and I have no idea how they would react if they found out that I enjoy sex with men let alone with someone half my age and known to them!

 

I spent a long time this morning in bed churning the issues over in my head trying to find a solution that didn't involve emotional carnage in the end. Thirst and hunger drove me out of bed long before a solution came to mind, giving up on the subject I pulled on a pair of boxers and padded out of the bedroom. As I ate my breakfast I checked my mobile phone for messages. It bleeped several times, one text from James at work and two from Jason. I dealt with James's text first for he just wanted to know if I was still paying him and Lucas a visit tomorrow, I confirmed that I was and looking forward to it. Reading Jason's texts made me laugh, he is such a tart. The first message read 'I want.....' and the second read 'YOU'. Still chuckling, I replied 'You can....' before sending another 'LATER'.

 

He didn't reply so I got on with my day until I met up with the gang at the leisure centre for our normal Saturday swimming session. They were all there and even Chrissie and Kirsty joined us in the pool to swim twenty or so lengths. It was only afterwards and in the relative privacy of the changing room that Jason acted other than his normal 'straight' self. I had removed my wet swimming trunks and was towelling myself dry when having looked around to make sure we weren't being watched he cupped my arse cheeks with his hands and gave them a quick squeeze.

 

"God you're horny" he whispered in my ear before stepping away quickly as Tom turned in our direction.

 

"Sam are you joining us for dinner tomorrow?" Tom asked as he pulled his trousers up.

 

"Sorry I can't. I'm out all day tomorrow, perhaps next weekend?" I replied as Jason gave me a questioning look.

 

"Sure no worries" Tom reassured me with a smile "it was a last minute idea, that's all."

 

"Where are you going tomorrow?" Jason asked from underneath his towel as he dried his hair.

 

"Into town, why?"

 

"I was hoping to call round for an hour or so tomorrow afternoon for a little bit of....." he trailed off as he dropped the towel on the floor and grabbed his tackle to emphasise his point.

 

"You're out of luck I'm afraid, prior engagement and all that. What about later today?"

 

Our conversation was abruptly interrupted as Aaron and Mike joined us and the topic changed to Aaron's experiences as a new dad. Nothing else was said between Jason and me until later that evening when he text me simply stating 'meet me outside Arkwrights at 9pm'. My interest was piqued and so I did. The shop in question is an open all hours store five minute's walk away from my flat. I arrived a couple of minutes early but Jason was already there parked opposite the shop. Spotting me he waved me over with a grin and as I crossed the road towards him he started the car's engine. He waited for me to fasten my seat belt before he leant over and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek.

 

"Thanks for coming" he said as he steered the car into the flow of traffic.

 

"This is all very mysterious, so where are we headed?"

 

"I know a secluded spot just perfect for what I have in mind."

 

I made no reply instead I watched the passing scenery and stroked his thigh at the same time. I smiled to myself as I watched him squirm trying to concentrate on driving while my hands reached higher up his leg. In the end he begged me to stop unless I wanted him to have an accident. What type of accident I didn't know, I could think of a couple but I withdrew my hand as a trip to hospital wasn't my idea of an exciting evening!

 

We drove through areas I wasn't familiar with until we parked up in an unlit back street adjacent to a canal. A little nervous of our surroundings I looked at him in askance. He laughed at my expression and told me not to worry as this was a favourite spot for him.

 

"Favourite?" I asked "Do you come here often?"

 

"A few times. The police don't know about it as far as I know, anyway less talking more action!"

 

With that he got out of the car and waited for me to join him before locking the car and disappearing into the darkness. I ran to catch up with him, I didn't have far to go, just round the corner was a bridge over the canal and there he stood. I could just make him out in the deep shadows and as I stood in front of him I could see that he already had his trousers around his ankles and stroking his cock to erection. The size of it still took my breath away for it was over ten inches long, not as big as Tyler's but far bigger than anyone else I knew.

 

I didn't say a word as I sank down to me knees and held his rock hard cock in my hand. Slowly I brought my mouth closer to it and kissed the head lovingly. I could taste the faint trace of soap mixed with a slight saltiness as I licked all around the flange and his piss slit. I heard him whisper words of encouragement and then felt his hands on the top of my head slowly pushing me downwards. Willingly I opened my mouth and impaled myself on him, as he hit the back of my throat I gagged a little before adjusting my position so that I could swallow the rest of him down my throat. At the same time I wrapped my hands around his hairy muscular legs to support myself as my head bobbed up and down on his pole. I was in heaven! How I love to suck this young man's cock! From his groans it was clear that he was enjoying it as much as I was.

 

I was totally oblivious to our surroundings, so focused on the cock in my mouth that I didn't hear the echoing footsteps approaching us until their owners started giggling. I hesitated in my head bobbing but resumed once I realised that Jason was totally relaxed, clearly we weren't at risk for his hands continued to guide my head. The adolescent giggling receded until at a safe distance they cried "fucking poofs!" Neither of us responded for we were too far gone in our passion to care and shortly afterwards I felt Jason's body tense before he erupted sending jets of jism shooting down my throat. Enthusiastically I swallowed each load and it was only with reluctance that I let his now flaccid cock slip from my mouth.

 

He surprised me by pulling me up into his arms, as he gave me a bear hug he kissed me hard on the lips before driving his tongue into my mouth. I was so pent up that I thought was about to explode there and then! My hands slipped down to my jeans and without conscious thought undid the waistband and flies to release my aching cock and balls. I started to stroke myself but my hand was knocked away and replaced by his mouth. It didn't take me long to cum and as I shuddered from the orgasm I felt him hold me steady as he swallowed my seemingly endless amount of jism.

 

Wiping his mouth with the back of his hand he walked back to the car, seeming to be a hurry to get going. As we each sucked on an extra strong mint I asked him why he was in such a rush. Scowling in response he concentrated on driving before almost reluctantly he told me that Kirsty was under the impression that he'd only gone to buy some petrol. Ah, I thought to myself, that explains the 'wham bam thank you ma'm attitude. Clearly now was not the right time to discuss my feelings for him, it would just have to wait for another day.