Suburban Dads, Part Two
Posted on: March 25, 2008?> Copyright © 2008 Sticky Pen
I spent the entire day thinking about the sexual episode I had had with Chris the night before. I had slept little. I could do nothing other than to think about it.There was no clear pattern to my thoughts, not as to exactly what I was thinking. It all merged into that stream of flowing thought that included the keen awareness that this was likely something that we simply should not have done! It was an action that certainly troubled Chris that was obvious, traumatically. And it was something that I had told myself would never happen, certainly never on my home turf. Now this had happened in my own back yard, so to speak. I wondered if this really was a first time, a virgin event for Chris. He kept repeating himself that he had never done anything like it before, and his guilt and remorse certainly felt very sincere. There was no phoniness to his words and actions; he was traumatized by his own actions. I relived the prior evening, a thousand times in my mind. Had it really happened? Was it real?Yea, it was. I had received probably the biggest surprise of my life, a fucking fantastic blowjob from my buddy, my neighbor, Dr. Chris. It was totally unexpected and an encounter that maybe was just an accident of fate, or an incident of somebody’s testosterone running a little too high. Just the ...
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