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Subject: Mr. Burke Chapter 1 Please donate to fty. It is the only way to keep the site that we all enjoy so much! If you are not of legal rights and/or age to read any type of adult literature or if you find the material offensive, please do not read any further. The author and site cannot be held liable as you agree to accept all responsibility for reading said material. If you wish to contact the author of this series, please do so at ail, I will respond to all e-mails. This story is fiction. All names, descriptions and actions of the characters are not real. I was excited and jealous at the same time. I was jealous because the Burkes, my friend Tommy and his parents, were going on a ski trip. I would have loved to go with because I like hanging with my friend and I love skiing. But, the biggest reason was because my friend’s dad, Mr. Burke, is so hot and being able to be around him for a whole weekend would be incredible. Of course, I know I could never be with him sexually, but I loved to fantasize. I was excited because I was at their house to dog sit all weekend by myself. I would not sleep here but I lived down the street so I would come and go quite often. This allowed me free reign to roam the house, imagine I’m with this beautiful man. I will find some of his underwear, hopefully some worn ones, so that I can bask in his scent. I’ll wear some of his clothes. I’ll lie in his bed, I’ll use his deodorant. I’ll see him in all the pictures all over the house. I’m going to jack off all weekend. It’s going to be amazing. I’m struggling to hide my boner while I think of all this while my friend’s mom explains all the things to do regarding the dog, etc. I just want them to leave. I’m getting harder and my friend might notice. But really I need them to leave so I can start jacking. I was disappointed because the Dad, my former coach and the man I love, was runng late at work so is just anadolu yakası escort meeting them at the airport. I was hoping I would see him here. I was planng on giving all of them a big hug goodbye. It might have been a little awkward but I’ve known this family since age 5, so it wouldn’t be that strange. I don’t remember when I started to fantasize about my friend’s dad. Tommy and I had both recently turned 13, so it’s mostly all I think about these days. I remember being at the public pool with my friend and his dad when we were about 8. I saw him naked in the locker room and I felt a different, warm feeling come over me. Before that, I had always been grossed out by naked, hairy men and usually would look away quickly. I was not comfortable being around naked men, even my own dad. But from that day on, I always was excited for the opportuty to see my coach naked. Unfortunately, the opportuties were very rare. Thankfully, the image of my friend’s dad naked stayed in my memory bank. One ght when I was 11, I was in bed. It was summer, so I was only in a pair of spiderman briefs. I was probably too old to be still wearing them, but I liked them. All of a sudden, the image of his naked body was clear as day in my head. I would try to think of something else, but it just kept popping back in to focus. I also realized my hand was now touching my little boy pes and it was so hard that it was almost painful. I didn’t feel right about what I was doing but I couldn’t stop. I rolled over and slowly thrust my hips enjoying the feeling of my hard dick rubbing against the mattress all the while my coach’s naked body was in full display in my head. I woke up in the morng, not remembering falling asleep. This same thing happened repeatedly until a little over a year ago when I was almost 12. I had made the switch to boxers as I was beginng to grow and the spiderman ankara anal escort briefs were getting pretty tight. As I lie on my back, my hard dick popped out of the openg in the boxers. Once again, my friend’s dad was naked in my head. Instead of rolling over, I stroked my boy pes. It had grown in the last few months, but it still wasn’t very big. I had noticed my balls seemed bigger and that ght I felt a weird stirring inside them. I found myself stroking faster than usual and even though my dick was getting a little sore, I felt the need to continue. Yes, this was the ght of my first cum. I still remember the feeling of that first orgasm which also included a great deal of surprise as the cum flew from my dick. I’ve been stroking pretty regularly since then. My coach has not been the only star of my cum sessions although he is still prominent. I even think of girls sometimes. Mostly, it is professional athletes, movie stars and classmates, including my friend whose house I am standing in right now. Heck, I might find my way into his room this weekend and blow a load in his underwear. I just need to get them out of here for starters. � When they are finally ready, I give Mrs. Burke a hug and my friend a fist bump thing we do and finally get them out the door. The flight was still several hours away but she liked to get their way early. I was all for that! When the Lyft car pulled out of the driveway, I ran to the kitchen to check on the dog. Then, I immediately headed upstairs to the Burkes’ bedroom. I simply thought of it as his room. I found the hamper and dug through it frantically for a pair of his underwear. I was pleasantly satisfied when I found a pair of black boxer briefs. The smell was intoxicating. I quickly stripped off my clothes and laid on his bed, plugged in my ear buds and put on my playlist that I like to jack off to. Some of the songs ankara anal yapan escort were songs I have heard him play in the car when we were on our way to games when he coached me over the years. I was so hard but I tried to go slow. I was completely naked in my former coach’s bed. I had a pair of his boxer briefs in my left hand pressed up against my mouth and nose. I kissed the fabric while I took deep breaths through my nose imaging I was between the legs of the beautiful man. It was all too much. I pumped my cock faster as I now decided I had all weekend to have a long drawn out session. I needed this first cum now. I loved the feeling of my cock in my hand. It had thickened and grown in the last year to a decent size. As I got closer and closer to the edge, the images of my friend’s dad became more clear. I was on top of him. His hairy chest tickling my smooth skin. He was hugging me tight. We were kissing. I could feel his solid cock under me and I was grinding my cock into it. His hairy, strong legs were wrapped around mine. As I moaned, I could practically feel his big, powerful hands move to my ass and squeeze my cheeks. That’s when my balls exploded. The first shot splashed against my left hand holding the man’s underwear against my face. I remember thinking I hoped some got on the underwear. Enjoying the freedom of being in their house alone, I was groang pretty loudly, mixing in plenty of “oh yes” and “oh fucks” as I stroked. The second shot landed on my chest and a barrage of creamy white shots painted a trail to my little patch of pubes. I stroked until my balls ached and they couldn’t take anymore stimulation. I finally settled down, letting my arms fall to the sides. I was still breathing heavy. The man’s boxer briefs were still on my face, and there were cum puddles up and down my naked body. I closed my eyes, and listened to the music in my ear buds. As I was caught up in my own little world, I didn’t hear the car pull into the driveway or the front door open. ——————– That’s the end of Chapter 1. Ch. 2 will be posted soon. Who just walked into the house? Will Mikey get caught naked in the Mr. Burke’s bed? Feel free to email me with comments. JC ail Don’t forget to donate!

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