Right! does this mean I'm gay, bisexual, or as I think, straight as it was a one off event.
My wife had been away from home, training in her new job. It had been five days and I was horny as fuck. Masturbating in the lounge to porn, the door bell goes. I ignore it at first, but it keeps on ringing. Reluctantly I put my shorts on with my boxers, walk to the front door and open it.
There's a young guy outside trying to deliver a package for next door. Because I was in the middle of a wank, my cock is still rock hard and forming a tent in my shorts. The young guy looks at my cock bulge, smiles and asks me if I want any help with it. Even now I don't know why I told him to step inside. I don't know why I dropped my shorts. What I do know is, in our hallway, the young man sank down and took my cock straight into his mouth. Sucking on my dick for about five minutes, sending shivers all over my body as he was that good at sucking cock, I pulled him up spun him around and told him to take off his trousers. He was only to eager to do so and then pulling his underwear down, he knelt on the bottom step to our stairs. Looking around, I told him to wait and walked along into our kitchen.
Walking back, i smeared the only thing I could think of all over his arsehole. I smeared margarine onto his rear hole and some on my throbbing cock. Not waiting to ask him if he wanted fucking, I thrust my cock into his arse and began to fuck him hard. He made lots of grunting and groaning sounds which only encouraged me to fuck him harder.
Leaning forwards, I took hold of his hair, yanked his head back and to the side and kissed him. He returned the kiss and we swapped tongues for some time as I continued to fuck him. Breaking away from the kiss, he made a few jerking motions and came all over the stair carpet.
Getting him to stand up, I sat right where he'd cum and told him to sink down. Facing away from me, his arsehole took my cock and I began to thrust upwards as he sank down time after time. Holding onto his hips, I guided him to how quickly I wanted him to bounce on my cock, then my cock exploded up his arsehole, making me shake as I pumped every drop deep inside of him.
Climbing off my cock, he quickly got himself together and I walked over to where my shorts were. Putting them on, I signed for the package and wished him a good day. Without even knowing his name, he walked down our path and got into his van. Only when he'd driven away did I see the little piece of paper on the bottom step. It had his phone number on it and his name, Gareth. The three words written on the slip of paper said "Ring me anytime".
Sat back down in the lounge, the porno was paused so I stopped it all together. Thinking over what had just happened, I concluded it was an abberation, and that I probably wouldn't be doing anything like it again.
The thing is, I haven't thrown the piece of paper away, and only last night text Gareth to see if he was free next Thursday night, as my wife will be away overnight to finalize her training. He text back saying he will make sure he's free and able to stay overnight, if I wanted him to.
I haven't yet replied to his text, but I'm so tempted to.