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Sex with John is insatiable. We have the most intense and electric sex as often as possible, but it’s getting really hard to keep it a secret. A secret from his wife and kids and his business partner and best friend — my dad.
We’ve been fucking for almost a year, and we’ve rented hotel rooms, motel rooms and everything else you can think of in order to satisfy our needs. But, it’s taking a toll on both of us. What started as uninhibited, sweaty, passionate sex has evolved into a deeply emotional and loving relationship.
While I came out after high school graduation, things were very different for John. He loved his wife and kids, but John had always been attracted to men. He’d deeply suppressed those urges for a long time but had eventually given in. He was soon having quickies with men on business trips, at the gym and then with me.
John and I were now having to be careful how we communicated and how we acted around each other. While we always had our eye on one another at gatherings both of our families were always at, we eventually got to the point where we never talked to each other at them.
It was painful to both of us, but neither one of us wanted to hurt the people we loved and who loved us. That scenario made our hidden meetings for sex even more wild and intense.
“Hey, pal,” my dad said in the kitchen one Saturday morning in late July.
“Hey, good morning,” I replied sleepily as I waited for my coffee in my boxer briefs.
“You have today free, right?” He asked.
“Yes, sir,” I said staring a hole into the slow coffee maker. “Why?”
“I was going to see if you can help me at John’s,” dad said.
My head shot up and I looked at dad at the mention of John’s name.
“What?” Dad asked.
“Nothing,” I lied. “Sure, I can help. What do you need me to do?”
“He is replacing some bushes in the back, so I volunteered us to help,” Dad said.
“Why doesn’t he just pay someone?” I asked as a typical college student who wasn’t paying the bills yet.
Dad just gave me a look that let me know he wasn’t amused.
“I know we should’ve planned it out and started early, but he thought he could do it himself,” dad explained, “but I called him about some business stuff and could tell he was overwhelmed.”
“OK, no problem,” I replied while pouring creamer into my coffee. “Let me drink this coffee and put on some clothes and we can go.”
“Thanks, pal,” Dad said giving me a fist bump.
We got to John’s about 45 minutes later and made our way to his backyard. Dad told me John was alone for the week while his wife and kids went to visit her parents. I already knew this since I was getting fucked by John in their bed the night before, but I played along.
“John, buddy, I’m sorry we took so long,” dad apologized.
“Hey, guys,” John said smiling. “It’s so hot.”
He looked down at the ground shirtless and drenched in sweat. He looked amazing in his old shorts as sweat rolled down his perfect nose. I wanted to wrap myself around him and sit on his cock, but all I could do was adjust the growing bulge in my own shorts.
“Here you go,” dad said giving him a cold water bottle.
John downed half of the bottle and looked up at dad and then me.
“Thanks for coming, guys,” he said quietly. “I know this isn’t how you wanted to spend one of your last Saturdays before heading back to school, Drew.”
Our eyes connected and we quickly looked away mindful of our behavior toward each other.
“It’s cool, John,” I smiled. “What do you need me to do?”
John gave us our marching orders and dad and I pulled off our shirts and got to work. It wasn’t an insane amount of bushes, but the heat and humidity seemed to slow our ability to knock it out quickly. Two hours later we were finally done planting and spreading mulch before we called it quits.
“Damn, I’m completely drained,” John told Dad as we all walked inside to the cold air conditioning.
“Why don’t you go grab a shower, buddy,” Dad urged. “Sarah sent us with hamburger meat and buns to cook you dinner, so we’ll grab a cold one and get the grill going.”
“What would I do without you guys?” John asked dad before looking at me.
We held our gaze a little too long and both knew it. John quickly headed upstairs while Dad got us each a beer.
“You OK, son?” Dad asked taking a sip and waiting for my reply as he watched me.
“Yeah, why?” I asked taking a sip.
“I don’t know, Drew,” dad said. “I’ve just noticed you and John don’t seem to talk like you used to. You’re always making eye contact and then you seem ignore each other. You used to be so bubbly together.”
I looked at dad as he took another sip and held the cold beer bottle to his temple to cool off.
“Yeah, dad,” I answered, “everything is good.”
Dad just nodded, but I could tell by the look on his face — a Dad look that said he knew it wasn’t.
“OK,” Dad said letting it go. “Can you go out and start the grill for me?”
“I’m on it,” I said happy for the interrogation to be over.
I came back in to see Dad had already made the hamburger patties, seasoned them and grabbed us each another beer.
“Do me a favor, sport, and run this up to John,” Dad said holding out a cold beer bottle.
“Uhh, shouldn’t I wait until he’s done?” I asked.
“No, he won’t mind if you slip in there and hand it to him,” Dad said without looking up as he cut open the bagged salad Mom had also sent.
I climbed the stairs thinking of how John had just fucked me in his bed last night. I was super horny but knew I needed to keep cool, calm and collected.
I opened one of the double doors to his bedroom and made my way back to the bathroom. John was still in the shower and was holding onto the wall and looking down as if deep in thought.
“Knock, knock,” I said causing him to jump.
“Babe … urrrr, Drew, what are you doing in here?” He asked panicked.
“Dad asked me to bring this to you,” I said holding up the beer.
Relief spread across his face before I opened the shower door and handed it to him. He took a big swig as I stood watching him and looking at his hot body. I wanted to get naked and join him, but I knew that was out of the question.
“Can I get a kiss?” I whispered so quietly he had to read my lips.
John looked back at the door and then came toward me and gave me a kiss on the lips. I would’ve been good with that considering the situation, but lust took over and we began to make out. John was holding his beer in one hand and holding my waist with the other while we kissed. We lost all sense of the world until we heard Dad clear his throat from the doorway.
“Shit,” John said loudly as we both awkwardly tried to seem normal.
“Dad, I …” I began.
“No, Drew,” Dad stopped me.
He was quiet for a minute as his head went back and forth between us as his brain worked things out.
“How long?” Dad finally asked looking at John.
“About a year,” John said bravely as he put his hand on my bare back.
Dad was quietly thinking again. I was about to say something, but John already knew me and stopped me with some pressure on my back. We both just stood waiting for what he was going to say.
“Makes sense now,” Dad finally said. “It all makes sense. Have you been to see Drew at school?”
“I have,” John said.
There was some more prolonged silence before Dad spoke up again.
“I’m fine with it,” Dad said. “What I’m not fine with is the cheating and lying to everyone.”
Dad and John locked eyes as if Dad was letting John know what he needed to do.
“Do you love each other?” Dad asked.
“Yes,” John and I said in unison before looking at each other.
“Good,” Dad said leaving it at that.
He began to walk toward the door as he scratched his head. John and I looked at each other and then back toward Dad just as he stopped in his tracks. He turned and looked at both of us.
“I think I need a bit of time to wrap my head around this and think a little,” Dad said. “Do you mind if I just turn on the TV downstairs and think for a while? Then we can eat and talk about a game plan.”
“Sure,” John said while I nodded.
Dad closed the door to the bathroom and disappeared. We both stood looking at the door before we turned and looked at each other.
“You sure that you want this?” I asked John.
“I am,” he said without hesitation.
We kissed. Not that we ever needed help with sex, but the freedom of knowing this would all be out in the open soon made us both excited and horny.
“You want to get in here with me?” John asked as I realized he’d been naked through the whole ordeal.
I didn’t answer and just kicked off my shoes, shorts and boxer briefs and got in. John pulled me in for a sloppy, sensual kiss as our sweaty bodies held on to each other for dear life. Our hard cocks in between us, his hands held my big jock butt as he began to rub his cock against me.
“Just put it in,” I said unable to wait.
John was thinking the same thing and grabbed some body wash and lathered his cock and then my hole. He slid it in with urgency as my hole hugged its familiar friend. John pounded me hard in his shower while Dad was downstairs thinking and no doubt aware of what we were doing upstairs.
We both needed the release and knew we’d soon be able to do this whenever we wanted. He shot his load inside me as I shot my load all over the granite shower. It was quick, but it was amazing. There’s something about finally getting what you want that is impossible to beat. We kissed softly before quickly cleaning ourselves and getting dressed.
John grabbed my hand as we walked to the bedroom door ready to go talk to my Dad. He stopped and gave me a sweet kiss as he held my chin.
“Let’s go,” John finally said letting go of my hand.
I grabbed his hand again and looked at him.
“Let’s go,” I said with a nod before we both smiled.
