Ever since Covid hit, my dad has worked from home. And ever since I moved in with him, I have as well. Hence, I can’t really have anyone over. That’s why I have to sneak around for hookups. I tell my dad I’m going to the grocery store or I’m running some other errand, meanwhile I’m meeting up with someone to suck their cock or something. Before Covid, my dad would take the train into the city a couple days a week for work. And, for some reason, this past Friday, he was called back in again. Not sure why, all he told me was he had to go into the city, so I would have the house to myself for the day.
Being the whore I am, my first thought was, “Oh fuck, that means I get to have someone over.” I turned the thought over in my head, knowing immediately who I would tell first. I messaged Gabe on Snapchat (see my [previous stories](https://www.reddit.com/user/N1C0DEMU5) about Gabe), telling him I would have the house to myself that Friday. He seemed excited, promising that he would dump as many loads into me as possible. I chuckled a little bit, but also fantasized about what we would do. It got me incredibly hard, the thought of having someone in my own bed, which hadn’t happened for a while.
Friday rolled around, my dad left, and I immediately texted Gabe. “Good morning, you working today? If not, then get over here.”
“I go in at 11:00. Should I get ready and come now?” I couldn’t believe that was actually a question he was considering, since he normally jumped at any opportunity to have me. I told him to come over now. I cleaned myself and hopped in the shower really quickly, then I got dressed. Not long after, he told me he was here. I went down to go get him. It was cold outside, it had snowed the night before, and it was still flurrying a little bit. I met him at the bottom of the stairwell near the garages.
We smiled as we saw one another, and gave each other a quick kiss. I led him up the stairs to the front door. Then I remembered I had to warn him. “By the way,” I said. “The dog is a sleepy old man, but he might come up to you.” Our dog is medium-sized, 50 lbs, and 12-years-old. He’s very sweet and lays around all day, only getting excited for food or going outside. Gabe just chuckled and didn’t seem to mind. I invited him in, we took off her shoes, the dog came up to us with his tail wagging, excited that there was a new person he could sniff. We said hi and pet him for a minute before I led him to my bedroom. The dog tried to follow us in, but I’m not sure if he wanted to see what we were about to do, so we kept him out.
Gabe shut the door and began to undo his pants. I did the same. We were in our shirts and underwear, and I saw his bulge growing larger and starting to twitch. I slipped my index finger under the waistband and pulled down, his cock springing out. I stroked him for a few seconds before kneeling down and taking him into my mouth. He grunted quietly and grabbed the hair at the top of my head. I felt him grow completely hard.
After a few minutes of sucking him off, of him thrusting in and out of my mouth momentarily, he whispered, “You wanna get fucked?” I just nodded. I stood up and got on all fours on my bed. He grabbed my lube from my desk, applied some on his fingers, and began to circle my hole. He slowly inserted his middle finger inside me. I felt him positioning himself behind me, then I felt the warmth and wetness of his cock against me. I whispered, “Slowly.” I’m not sure if he heard me.
Little by little, I felt him pushing more and more of him inside me. I grabbed my cock and began to squeeze a little, since it was rock hard. Finally, I felt skin on skin, the backs of my thighs touching the front of his, and I knew he was all the way inside me. He didn’t waste any time, immediately going at it, fucking my hole very quickly and very roughly, grabbing my waist and my thighs to hold onto me. I started to moan and whimper. Then he took one of his hands off my waist, putting it on the back of my neck. He pushed down, shoving my face down into the bed, which muffled the noises I was making. He was moaning as loud as ever. Then I felt him starting to slow down, and soon he collapsed on top of me. When I finally stopped, I felt something dribbling out of me. He had fucked me so hard, I didn’t even realize he had cum in my ass until his juices started to ooze out of my hole.
“You came?” I asked. He nodded. He slowly peeled himself off me, and I flipped myself over. I wrapped my legs around him and pulled him in for a kiss. I felt his cum dripping out of me, probably leaving a stain on the sheets. He slowly gyrated his hips as we made out, and I felt his still-hard cock rubbing against the inside of my thigh. I reached down and grabbed it, pulling on it lightly. I rubbed the tip against my dripping hole, and I shivered with pleasure. “You wanna go again?” he said quietly. I nodded.
He picked my legs up and put them on his shoulders. He leaned over and slid his cock inside me again. I was already loosened up a bit, so he had no trouble. We looked into each other’s eyes the entire time, as he thrust into me, rubbing against my insides and making me moan. He pinned my legs up until my knees were touching my forehead. I couldn’t make much noise when curled up in that position, but he was moaning so loud I was afraid my neighbors might complain. Gabe had fucked me before like this, but there was something about getting fucked in my own bed that gave it a bit of an extra thrill.
He fucked me hard and fast, every thrust filling me up. He wasn’t really hitting my prostate because his cock was completely straight, but there was something about the feeling of something sliding in and out of me that I absolutely loved. I couldn’t explain it. Also, there was the position I was in. I felt trapped and helpless and vulnerable, and I loved every second of it. Soon I felt him slowing down again, and the warmth of his cum filling me up. We just laid there panting, with beads of sweat dotting our foreheads. He let go of my legs, then went in to kiss me again. He got off and laid beside me. “That was so hot,” he said, trying to catch his breath. Both of us just smiled.
We were both sweaty and sore (in different places, I guess). “You wanna rinse off?” he asked. I was taken aback, because I have never showered with a guy before. But I said yes. I led him into the bathroom, we both stripped, and we were soon standing together in each others arms, hot water cascading down our bodies, making out. I gave him some soap, and we helped each other wash our backs. We kissed and caressed each other. At one point, he reached down slowly between my legs, passed my cock and my balls, and suddenly he was in me again. One of his fingers wriggled violently inside me. I felt weak in the knees, but I held onto him. It was only for a moment or two, but I grinned as he pulled himself out of me.
We got out, toweled off, and headed back to the bedroom, where we got back into our clothes. He got fully dressed in his pants and thin sweater, while I just wore my shirt and underwear. “Well, I still got a few minutes,” he said, collapsing on my bed. I followed him, laying beside him in a sort of half-spoon position, where I spoon him while he lays face up. We laid there for a bit, taking each other in. We had never cuddled before. In fact, it had been a while since I cuddled with anyone. It felt nice. It didn’t last for very long, though, because soon the alarm on his phone was going off. He had to get to work. I showed him to the door, giving him a quick kiss. “See you soon,” I said. He smiled and nodded as he walked out the door.
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