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The bed was empty and I didn't like it. "Tyler?" I called..
🕑 Added 2023-08-11 15:00:18 +0000 UTC The bed was empty and I didn't like it. "Tyler?" I called out for my boyfriend, looking around his disheveled room, under the sleeping bag on the floor I was "supposed" to sleep inside, but no luck. With his shoes and keys gone I assumed he must have run off somewhere, but it was weird that he didn't wake me up to go with him. We've been doing this for a few weeks now - During break from classes we've been hanging out at each others parents houses, but under the impression that we where just two close friends and spending the night. I was shocked how his parents didn't hear us moaning and bashing up against the walls as we fucked like rabbits every night we where here together, but so far so good on keeping things quiet. We liked it better that way, and it was less questions. I called for Tyler again, making my way downstairs. The house was empty, quiet and the morning light was just starting to shine through the windows. I could see Greg, his dad, standing near a window and drinking from his signature handmade coffee mug, made by Tyler when he was super little. I flopped into a couch across from his beefy dad, hoping to find some sign he was still around. "He already left for work" Greg said after a few moments of me looking at him. God, of course - He had work in the morning how could I have forgotten all about that? He must have left hours ago while I was asleep. I shook my head "That's right, he had to work early today, huh." I shuffle around awkwardly, suddenly feeling like I'm intruding without Tyler here. Greg took a sip from his coffee, looking me up and down before giving a soft smile. "You don't have to leave in a rush, you know. You're more than welcome to stay as long as you need before you have to head back." I felt my cheeks turn a little red, even through I tried everything I could to hide it, and nodded my head in understanding. Today would have been the day I was set to leave anyways, but Tyler leaving for work earlier than expected meant I couldn't have one last chance to suck his cock. "You look disappointed, is it bad that it's just me here?" Greg said with a chuckle, taking another sip. He was wearing his usual blue robe, slowly opening to reveal that he wasn't wearing a shirt underneath. I tried my best to not look, but I couldn't help myself - Tyler looked so much like his dad but he was beefier, older and hairier than anything I could fantasize about. I could feel his eyes drilling into me, with the robe opening a little more than before. "You know, it's just the two of us, Son." He said after a tense silence. His robe opened more revealing his massive tits, with nipples looking perky and ready for whatever was going to happen next. With the robe opened I could see he was just wearing sweatpants, with a visible bulge showing his throbbing cock. "You don't have to pretend. The wife hasn't figured it out, but I know what you boys have been up to. You think I don't hear all that racket most nights you're here together?" My body froze, throat tightening as the heat rose to my face, almost in tandem with a different kind of warmth blooming from my crotch. I watched as Greg peeled off his clothing piece by piece, every careful movement he made completely transfixed me. His body was thick and stout, and his fatpad made way for the outline of an impressively thick manhood tauntingly hidden beneath his sweatpants and pubic hair. A pleased glint shone in his eyes; it was clear that he had been anticipating this moment as much as I had. [To Be Continued!]
