Just before Christmas last year, I returned home having forgotten my lap top for work. My wife was already out and our son was at nursery. Entering the house I instantly knew someone was there. Seeing movement to my right, I saw a guy trying to run past me. Catching hold of him I slammed him down in the hallway, as he dropped an expensive camera of mine and what looked like some of my wife's jewelry.
As the slim young guy hit floor, his track suit bottoms came right down, revealing he had no underwear on. Telling me to get the fuck off of him, I half slapped him. Then I did something both he and I wasn't expecting. Moving my right hand down, pinning him with my left. I slid my middle finger between his butt cheeks and then into his arsehole. I'm not sure even now why I did it, but it got a response from him and from my own dick.
He groaned, but I thought in a sexual way and my cock became hard. Still holding him, I slid my finger out of his arsehole and undid my trousers. Removing them quickly down to my knees and then pushed my boxers down, I told him I was going to teach him a lesson. Moving my left hand up to his head, I held him tightly as he began to struggle. Parting his legs with mine, I got in between them and lowered myself. In one movement I eased my cock to his arsehole and then thrust in. He cried out he wasn't gay, but didn't ask me to stop. Indeed after a few thrusts, I swear he began to buck back onto my dick and before long I was fucking him for real. His moans became more insistent and before long he actually asked me to fuck him harder. Slamming my cock into him as hard as I could, I didn't care about how he felt or what he wanted. I pounded into him and took out my anger on his arsehole.
After a few minutes he cried out, and spunked all over the hallway floor. Hearing him moaning with what I guess was pleasure, it angered me again and I redoubled my thrusts up his arse. Really screwing him for all I was worth, I finally came up his arse, filling his bum with my cum.
And then it all got a little strange. He lay beneath me as I lay on top panting. Turning his head a little, he said thank you and actually tried to kiss me. Moving off him I finally got to take a good look at him and realised I knew the lad. It was only one of the young guys who's father I work with. That's how he knew I'd be out when I was and also where I lived.
Pulling him up, I took us both into the lounge and sat him down. Only then did I fully register what I'd just done. I'd fucked a guy, I'd actually had gay sex and loved it. I had a few choices then. Let him go unharmed, Or do as I did. I phoned work and told them I'd work from home. Without holding him I asked him to follow me. Taking him upstairs, I stripped in the bathroom and stepped into our large shower. Without hesitating he followed suit and we were soon kissing under the hot water. After getting him to try to suck on my cock for the first time, I fucked him again as he stood leaning against the tiled wall. Eventually we ended up on my marital bed, with him sitting on my cock as he bounced up and down. It was a surreal experience, but one we've now copied on many occasions since.
And the reason I say copied, is the young nineteen year old is not only a work colleagues son, he's also my wife's nephew Thomas. The scenario we set up that day worked for us both, yet it really was our first time having sex. We'd already worked out how, where and when I was going to fuck him. And getting home that day with Thomas dropping my old camera and some of my wife's costume jewelry, plus him wearing Chav clothing only added to the drama of fucking him for the first time.
Since the first time we fucked, we've set up many different scenario's for sex and it works great for us. I've even fucked him tied up in a snow storm in a wooded area close to where we live. It was cold, but it was so horny shagging him tied a tree as the snow fell. Thomas is such a sweet guy, I just know we're going to be having sex for years to CUM.