When I was in high school I would often hang out after school with my buddy Steve at his house. I liked spending time there, especially after I had met Steve's dad, Mr Johnson. He was in his early 40s at the time but he looked a bit younger because of his figure: 6 foot tall, short brown hair, smooth arms and legs from what I had seen and his biceps would always bulge in his T-shirts. He kind of reminds me of the guy in the attached picture.
One time I had to use the bathroom there and I couldn't help myself but to look in their dirty laundry basket. I hit the jackpot. I saw three pairs of white briefs right on top of the pile. It made sense because Mr Johnson had come home from a business trip that day. I picked them up carefully, they appeared to be clean but when I sniffed them, there was undoubtly a strong manly scent. I was hard instantly but didn't know what to do. I knew it was wrong but I stuffed one pair in my trousers and hoped they wouldn't notice one missing pair. When I stepped out of the bathroom I almost literally ran into Mr Johnson. "Oh hi, Mr Johnson," I said with a feeling of blushing. "Hi Darrell, always nice to see you," he replied. Only if he knew, what I had just taken out of the laundry basket... Then I quickly said goodbye to Steve and hurried home. Needless to say, I had the most intense jack off session later that day. The crotch area in the stolen underwear still seemed to be streched from Mr Johnson's manhood. Or was that just my imagination? But I surely didn't imagine the strong smell of the briefs. I was so glad I had this 'artefact' in my possession.
The next day I was also supposed to come to their house to do the homework together with Steve. But after school Steve had an urgent errand and told me to go ahead and start without him. He told me the key to the house was under the plant next to the front door. I was surprised to see Mr Johnson's car parked in the drive way, so I ranged the bell. It took some time, but my jaw must have dropped when Mr Johnson opened the door draped in a towel. "Oh it's you, Darrell, come on in," he invited me in. "I was just about to shower." "Yeah, I'm sorry I disturbed you," I apologised. "Not a problem, make yourself at home in Steve's room while I am showering." It was kind of awkward following him upstairs but anyhow...
He went in the bathroom and I in Steve's room next door. I wondered how he looked naked in there. I heard him pissing and when the stream seemed to have stopped, it took him about twenty seconds to flush. Did he just play with his cock a little? I decided to sneak a peek when I heard the water running. Luckily, the door was unlocked and I opened it just an inch. They had a glass shower stall and a mirror next to it, so I saw everything from his chest down. I couldn't believe it. Luckily for me, the top of the glass had steemed up, so he couldn't see me watching him. I was mesmerized by the look of his juicy ass and I just wanted to burst in and squeeze the cheeks. He was washing his ass real good. I hoped he would finger it, beacuse I sure wanted! Then he turned around. I had seen Steve's cock but his dad was so much bigger. It was semi hard and it seemed around 7 inches. It was nice and thick together and his balls seemed a good handful. I didn't believe my eyes when he started to stroke his shaft! I thought please don't let Steve come yet. His cock gained another inch or so when it became fully erect. The sight of him jacking off in the shower was so incredibly hot. I never imagined Mr Johnson was so horny. He even poured some more soap in his hand to lubricate the cock even more. Soon he seemed to be ready for squirting. And boy did he squirt! The cum flowed down the glass of the shower stall while he was breathing heavily and he even pressed his cock head against the glass and wiped the cum with it. I nearly came myself handsfree. Just then I heard someone coming in the house. Sadly, I had to stop watching and went to Steve's room. Mr Johnson also seemed to have heard someone had come and wahsed off the rest of the cum and turned off the water.I was afraid to make a noise with closing of the door, so I didn't close it entirely with the handle. I kept wondering if Mr Johnson would notice. My pulse was on the verge of a heart attack but it was worth it!
How come he jacked off when he knew his son's friend was in the next room? Did he do it just because of that? I would definitely come back to their house soon and hopefully have my questions answered and have something more to write about.
One time I had to use the bathroom there and I couldn't help myself but to look in their dirty laundry basket. I hit the jackpot. I saw three pairs of white briefs right on top of the pile. It made sense because Mr Johnson had come home from a business trip that day. I picked them up carefully, they appeared to be clean but when I sniffed them, there was undoubtly a strong manly scent. I was hard instantly but didn't know what to do. I knew it was wrong but I stuffed one pair in my trousers and hoped they wouldn't notice one missing pair. When I stepped out of the bathroom I almost literally ran into Mr Johnson. "Oh hi, Mr Johnson," I said with a feeling of blushing. "Hi Darrell, always nice to see you," he replied. Only if he knew, what I had just taken out of the laundry basket... Then I quickly said goodbye to Steve and hurried home. Needless to say, I had the most intense jack off session later that day. The crotch area in the stolen underwear still seemed to be streched from Mr Johnson's manhood. Or was that just my imagination? But I surely didn't imagine the strong smell of the briefs. I was so glad I had this 'artefact' in my possession.
The next day I was also supposed to come to their house to do the homework together with Steve. But after school Steve had an urgent errand and told me to go ahead and start without him. He told me the key to the house was under the plant next to the front door. I was surprised to see Mr Johnson's car parked in the drive way, so I ranged the bell. It took some time, but my jaw must have dropped when Mr Johnson opened the door draped in a towel. "Oh it's you, Darrell, come on in," he invited me in. "I was just about to shower." "Yeah, I'm sorry I disturbed you," I apologised. "Not a problem, make yourself at home in Steve's room while I am showering." It was kind of awkward following him upstairs but anyhow...
He went in the bathroom and I in Steve's room next door. I wondered how he looked naked in there. I heard him pissing and when the stream seemed to have stopped, it took him about twenty seconds to flush. Did he just play with his cock a little? I decided to sneak a peek when I heard the water running. Luckily, the door was unlocked and I opened it just an inch. They had a glass shower stall and a mirror next to it, so I saw everything from his chest down. I couldn't believe it. Luckily for me, the top of the glass had steemed up, so he couldn't see me watching him. I was mesmerized by the look of his juicy ass and I just wanted to burst in and squeeze the cheeks. He was washing his ass real good. I hoped he would finger it, beacuse I sure wanted! Then he turned around. I had seen Steve's cock but his dad was so much bigger. It was semi hard and it seemed around 7 inches. It was nice and thick together and his balls seemed a good handful. I didn't believe my eyes when he started to stroke his shaft! I thought please don't let Steve come yet. His cock gained another inch or so when it became fully erect. The sight of him jacking off in the shower was so incredibly hot. I never imagined Mr Johnson was so horny. He even poured some more soap in his hand to lubricate the cock even more. Soon he seemed to be ready for squirting. And boy did he squirt! The cum flowed down the glass of the shower stall while he was breathing heavily and he even pressed his cock head against the glass and wiped the cum with it. I nearly came myself handsfree. Just then I heard someone coming in the house. Sadly, I had to stop watching and went to Steve's room. Mr Johnson also seemed to have heard someone had come and wahsed off the rest of the cum and turned off the water.I was afraid to make a noise with closing of the door, so I didn't close it entirely with the handle. I kept wondering if Mr Johnson would notice. My pulse was on the verge of a heart attack but it was worth it!
How come he jacked off when he knew his son's friend was in the next room? Did he do it just because of that? I would definitely come back to their house soon and hopefully have my questions answered and have something more to write about.
! x
