Comforting My Son’s Ex-Boyfriend Pt. 02 by The_swallower

He climbed off and lay beside me and we started kissing again. We held each other in contented silence for a few minutes, until I spoke.

“How can we do this going forward? This is the last time we can do it at your parents place.”

“There are millions of places to fuck, don’t you worry, my horny cock lover.”

“It’s not just that, I’m not sure I can cope with you and Lucas fucking each other in the same house.”

“What can I say? This is the only way we can be together just now.”

“But I want more than stolen moments, maybe I want a full-blown relationship.”

“Whoa there Jack! I love sex with you, it doesn’t mean I automatically want to devote my life to you.”

His words stung at first but made me see sense.

“You’re right Alan. I’m letting my new found sexuality get ahead of me.”

“I get that. You’ve come a long way in two days.”

We eventually got down to the task we supposedly came there for and got Alan’s stuff together. By the time we left the house, it was nearly 10pm and it was dark outside.

It should have been a short drive but I deliberately took a detour via a small industrial estate, away from traffic. I stopped the car in a dark corner and stroked Alan’s thigh.

“Look, Alan, I know i’m not getting you all the time, not as much as I want anyway but let me do this.”

My hand moved further up his leg to his crotch and I slowly pulled down his zip, freeing his rapidly hardening cock. I tugged at it as I kissed him.

“In no time at all, you’ve turned a boring, sexless, straight guy into a full-blown cum slut and I love it.”

“Stop talking, start sucking.” Alan encouraged.

“With pleasure, lover ” I purred.

I used my fingers to pull back his foreskin and thrilled at his gasp of delight. I put my lips down to surround his helmet.

I was rapidly loving the taste of cock, the texture and the aroma were a heady mix. My tongue teased at his cum-slit and I sucked at the head.

“That’s it you slut, take it all.”

Being called a slut made me act like one and I took him as deep as I could, gagging at first. I sucked hard and fast and was rewarded by a stream of cum firing into my mouth. I swallowed as much as I could, then saved the rest for a sensual cum swap.

Out of nowhere, there was a soft tap on the window on my side. Alan looked out and merely said “Oh shit!”.

An older guy in the uniform of a security guard was standing there.

I wound down the window, trying to gather back my self-respect and offered a cheery sounding “Hello there!”

“You’re sitting there with cum dripping down your lips and all you can say is ‘hello there’? ” he laughed mockingly.

“What do you want me to say?”

“That you’ll suck this.” and he revealed a boner from beneath his zip.

It was a little bigger than Alan’s, with a fatter head. It was bright purple and coated in pre-cum.

“Do it Jack, he could report you and have you arrested.” Alan said worriedly.

The guard put his cock through the open window, encouraging me to suck it.

I was scared but excited at the thought of it. The smell was stronger but it was hard and throbbed, as it was a veiny shaft. I had planned to get it over with as soon as possible but I found that I was actually enjoying it, my tongue running under and round his large helmet made him groan and made my heart skip a beat.

Meanwhile, Alan had found his way in my pants and his finger started to rub my hole.

That just made me enjoy my task more.

The guard started to force forward, grunting as he fucked my face. He held on to my ears and rammed his gorgeous tool into my mouth and down my throat.

“Right, you faggot, you’re going to swallow this whole load.”

His words just made me more horny and slutty.

Alan’s digit was fully inserted and I was wiggling on it like a man possessed.

Another grunt came from the owner of the delicious cock, then a loud roar as he erupted in my mouth. I managed the first two spurts but the third started to seep out.

He looked at Alan. “You! Catch that spunk before it goes to waste ” Alan hesitated for a moment but started to lick my face, then kissed me so we could share the load.

“Fuck! What a pair of faggot cocksuckers you are.”

I couldn’t speak for Alan but those words made me so proud..

As he did up his fly, the guard said we would be welcome any time. I pretended not to be interested but knew I’d be back.

The drive back to my place was a little awkward, a certain tension in the air.

“You absolutely loved that, didn’t you? You little slut.”

I smiled and nodded.

Alan continued “At least it proves you’ve not just got a thing for my cock. You have to make up for lost time now.”

“But I prefer your cock, although the danger involved there really turned me on.”

We arrived home around midnight and I knew Lucas would be back soon. I helped take some of Alan’s stuff upstairs.

I’d just put a case down when Alan piped up.

“Suck me now, you slut.”

I turned round to find Alan had his stiff cock already out and pointing, demandingly, at me.

Without a second’s thought, my lips surrounded his meaty shaft. My hands gripped his soft round ass and he pumped into me, with savage strokes.

“Imagine i’m that security guard, catching you at it.”

I groaned at the thought, as I enthusiastically sucked his pole. As he started to cum, I heard the door start to open downstairs and Lucas calling out “Hi, anybody home?”

Alan didn’t stop, he continued releasing his spunk into my mouth. I savoured it but was filled with fear. I didn’t want Lucas to see this.

Alan shouted. “Be with you in a minute babes” as he withdrew his cock and I swallowed his load.

Alan was then up and away downstairs and at that moment I hated my son. A totally irrational thought but it was my sexual needs that were dominant in my brain.

I went into my own room and lay on my bed in the dark. I heard tentative footsteps up the stairs and soon there was a soft knock on my door.

“Dad, you okay? Alan says you’ve got a migraine.”

Nice of Alan to let me know, I thought.

“Yes, son. Just need to lie down, it’s been a busy evening. ”

“Sounds like you might be coming down with something, you’re throat sounds raw.”

I inwardly laughed, if only he knew why.

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