The view was breathtaking, but I couldn't enjoy it because the guilt overwhelmed me. How could I have ended up in this situation? I was a married and faithful man. I had never looked at a woman who wasn't my wife for more than ten seconds, much less at a man. It was the first time I'd had sex with anyone other than her. Thirty years of marriage down the drain, and yet it felt so good that the pleasure almost eclipsed the remorse.
It had been months since my wife had touched me, and my pent up sexual energy only grew. I tried to release as much frustration as I could at the gym, which had made my body resemble what it was like in my youth, but only made me hornyer. The regulars had began to complement me on my form and my progress and the attention stroke my ego in I way I wasn't used to. I also started to appreciate the athletic bodys around me and found myself checking everyone's muscles. The glutes and legs on the girls were still my favourites but I was surprised of how hot the toned and riped muscles on the back of a guy made me feel.
That morning, we had driven to visit our eldest son so he could show us the new house he had bought with his boyfriend. We arrived and exchanged kisses, hugs, and greetings. I already knew my son-in-law, but it was the first time I'd noticed the glances he gave me when no one else was looking. He used the gym almost as a religion and maybe my newfound physique had caught his attention. As he morning progressed, I realised that his looks were more that curiosity about my gym routine and the vibe he was transmitting was making the front of my khakis tighter. All those months without another person's touch had me behaving in unexpected ways.
After lunch, my wife wanted to buy some decorations for the house and took our son to the store. That left me alone with my son in law. As soon as the door closed and we heard the car leaving, all appearances crumbled and we started making out like to horny teenagers. He didn't waste any time and took me to the guest bedroom. We got naked and out muscular bodies intertwined in a dance of passion and lust. My dick was painfully hard when he put it in his mouth and swallowed whole, leaving it buried in his throat while waves of pleasure coursed through my body. Images of my wife and my son kept flashing through my eyes but the blowjob was so amazing that I couldn't stop.
He suddenly got up and crawled over the bed, positioning him on all fours and presenting his thick ass to me. I felt possessed by a hunger I barely remember having in my youth. I got behind him and plugged my hard cock inside his inviting hole. It was so tight, I felt in heaven. I immediately began to fuck him with the stamina gained at the gym. He moaned, I grunted. I grabbed his hips and marveled at the sight of his back. Every muscle visible, flexing with each movement unther his tanned skin. A thin layer of sweat forming on the surface because of the exercise we were performing. I fucked harder and faster and, unable to control myself, I came with my meat balls deep inside my son in law.
Once I came down from the high of my orgasm, the gilt reappeared and the images formed again behind my closed eyes. I opened them and I saw the root of my cock buried inside that perfect ass, spurts of cum seeping down the sides. The girlt disappeared and I resumed the fucking with renewed energy.
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