For some considerable time I was sexually frustrated. My wife who's three years older than me, had long since given up on sex and even though we don't have a physical relationship I still love her. It gave me a dilemma though. Do I seek out another woman to cheat on my wife with and have some fun, or carry on wanking my sex life away.
Then something happened which has changed my life, both emotionally and sexually. In April this year (2016) a family moved in across the street from our home. After they'd ben in about three weeks I got chatting to Adam the youngest of two brothers (Five in the family altogether including Adam, mum, dad, sister and older brother). He was looking for some weekend work, so I suggested he put of flyers to say he'd cut grass, and do some basic gardening work. Asking me if I wanted ours doing, I said yes.
Two weeks after that, forgetting he was calling by to cut our grass, the eighteen year old walked around the back of our home and witnessed me stroking my cock in our garden shed, to a straight porn mag I was looking through. Adam walked over and apparently stood watching me toss myself off for some time, before he let me know he was there.
When I did finally realize he'd been watching me, I'd already cum all over the floor in front of me. Staring at my cock, the young man said "Waist of good looking cum if you ask me, I'd have loved to have sucked that out of your dick".
I'd had no inkling from our chats he was gay, but even so, he carried on staring at my cock. Taking hold of it about to put it away, Adam added "Next time use my mouth or my arsehole to dump that lot into". Without saying another word, he left me to sort myself out as he began to cut our back lawn.
The following day, I caught him about to go to college and walked over to him. Asking him if he'd been serious about sucking my cock and having me fuck him, he very casually said "Looking at the size of your cock, fuck yeah". Before I could say anything else, he turned around and walked away, but not before added "Be around at yours tonight around seven if you want to find out".
Don't ask me how he knew my wife was out that night, I still don't know (Going to have to ask him) but all of the previous night, I'd thought about what he'd said to me in our garden shed. And my thoughts lead me to the very real decision, if and when I got a chance to try out oral or anal sex with Adam, I was going to experience gay sex for the first time in my life.
Maybe five minutes after my wife left to visit her mother, Adam knocked on our door. He stood smiling at me when I answered it and as soon as I motioned for him to enter, he quickly walked in. Even before the door was shut, he was on his knees and attempting to open my shorts. I held back for a second to close the door and then let the young man get on with what he wanted. Ten seconds later after years without another person touching my cock, Adam was sucking it into his mouth and it felt fucking amazing.
I'm not sure how long I fucked his eager mouth, but by the time I wanted to cum, he'd removed every scrap of clothing he had on and was stroking his own small erect cock. Removing my cock from his mouth, he asked me if I was clean. Not fully understanding I said "I always shower each day". He grinned up at me, asked me again but added "I mean clean as in STD". The dumb look I must have gave him, told him I didn't have any sexually transmitted diseases.
I've always been the person to lead during sex, but Adam took control that evening. Taking hold of my hand he walked us upstairs and into my bathroom. Asking me to turn on the large shower we have, he grabbed hold of my wife's hair conditioner and stepped under the water. Pulling me inside the eighteen year old young man kissed me hard on the lips. It took me a few moments to kiss him back, but once I did, my cock got as hard as it's ever gotten with anyone. Kissing caressing and finally me holding onto and pulling his arse cheeks apart, Adam got the message I wanted to fuck him.
Pouring out some conditioner, he coated my cock then his rear hole. Turning around he faced the water jets and eased them down a little. Turning to me, he smiled and said in a very firm way "Fuck me, and fuck me hard".
No amount of reading about it, seeing some gay porn in my life, or imagining what it would feel like to fuck a guys arse, prepared me for just how wonderful it was to see and feel my cock slide up his arsehole. There was resistance at first, but once my cock buried itself right up to my balls, his arsehole accepted my cock fully. And from that moment there was denying me or my cock. I absolutely fucked the shit out of that young man and gave him no time to get used to me. I dominated him like I'd never doe with anyone. i'm not sure if it's because he's male and I thought he could handle really rough hard sex, I genuinely dont know. What I do know is I continued to hammer into his arsehole, forcing him to hold onto the shower rail.
Telling myself at one point to take out all those sexual frustrations on his arsehole, Adam twisted around and through gritted teeth, told me "You're fucking me sooo good, keep fucking me I'm gonna cum". Seconds later his cock erupted and his tiny cock spewed out lots of watery cum. It was too much for me and gripping his hair and pulling his head back, I slammed my cock into him so deep, and then orgasmed the like of which I've never done before. And when I say that, I mean I didn't stop pumping my cum in him for some considerable time.
Downstairs later on, after spending a long time kissing him in the shower, My wife walked in. Asking me about our guest, I told her we had plans to change the garden and Adam was giving me lots of good advice. She smiled at me, went and made us a drin k and sat to chat to us both. Before Adam left she told him, she'd be out all day Saturday and also the following afternoon. No work was done in our garden both days, as I spent the time sucking and fucking with my young lover. When she got home on the Saturday night she very coyly said looking out at the garden "I see you and Adam had a great time today".
We did eventually start to reform the garden, but it took a long time to do anything as most times he was round, I'd be fucking him. My wife would always go out and never once did she critisize our output in the garden. And on it's gone up to last week and to the reason I'm here.
Last week after Adam had just gone home (I'd had such an amazing oral sexual time with him, both ways), my wife text to ask me if it was safe to drive back from her mothers, when I text back "What do you mean is it safe?" she replied "Have you finished fucking him yet". I didn't text back but waited for her to return.
Asking her what she knew about us when she got home, she told me she'd known almost from the first time I'd fucked him. Saying the smell of sex in our home that first time was so strong. And that I never used hair conditioner to the extent it was now empty. "Lube I guess" was all she said.
Before she went to bed that night, my wife told me firmly "Don't you hurt that young man, and don't let me see you fucking either". She kissed me goodnight and we haven't mentioned anything since.