1. Young Daddie With A Secret


    Date: 10/6/2017, Categories: True Story, Bisexual, Oral Sex / Blowjob, Cheating, Cum Swallowing, Gay, Oral Sex / Blowjob, Author: Bulge Voyeur, Source: sexstories.com

    It was early on a Bank Holiday Monday and it was really quiet at the pool. Except that is, for a family of 4 that arrived just when I did; Mom, Dad and two cute boys about 5 or 6 years of age. Mom was alright to look at, I guess, for a woman, but it was easy to see that having two boys in rapid succession had taken its toll on her figure. She was fair-haired and the boys, who I overheard, were called Jack and Harry, took after her with strawberry-blonde hair. But their Dad, or “Daddy”, as the boys kept calling him, now he was something else – in more ways than one! “Daddy” was in his late 20’s or early 30’s, about 5’ 10” and slim, with jet black, wavy hair and a closely manicured beard, you know, the kind that looks like a three-day 5 o’clock shadow. He had dark brown eyes and a slightly tanned look. He was hot! Swimming was going to be much more fun today. “Good job I’ve got my goggles!” I thought to myself. In the communal changing room, I made sure I headed for the same section they did and I whipped my things off as quickly as possible, so that I could get a good look at “Daddy”. What with the kids in tow, there was a lot of noise in the aisle and when I stepped out of my cubicle to head for the lockers, “Daddy” was half-in and half-out of a cubicle with the door open and with his naked back to me, as he was bending down taking off his jeans. What was revealed at that moment was the most delicious rump I have seen in a long while – actually since Alex in the Comet store ... some months ago (but you’ve already read THAT story, I expect – or have you?) Anyway, Daddy’s beautifully rounded rear was clad in the sexiest of black nylon boxer trunks and as he stood up and folded his jeans, I was mesmerized by the taught, slim, tanned and surprisingly hairless body that stood barefoot in the aisle before me. He turned and for a moment, there was eye-contact. He looked at me standing there in my trunks, with my kit-bag in my hand. That look lasted uncomfortably long, as I became aware that my own eyes had given the game away by doing that involuntary up-and-down scan that lingers just a little too long in the middle. Luckily, the boys proved a helpful distraction, laughing and shouting and running about full of energy, eager to get in the pool, while Mom was now partially obstructing my route to the lockers. So I made as if I was just hesitating out of politeness, while Mom cleared a path for me – but even so, I still knew that “Daddy” had me well-and-truly spotted! Yes, I know – the bit “in the middle”; you want to know all about it! He wasn’t particularly muscular but he was lean and really fit. His skin was smooth and virtually blemish-free. He also had the makings of a six-pack and his stomach showed no signs of booze or flab. His shiny black boxer trunks added to the picture, their waist-band stretched low across his hips, flattering and outlining every millimeter. Square-cut, across his thighs, they shaped his equipment, which by the way, seemed more ...
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