So, my girlfriend's gay nephew took advantage of me the other night as described in PART ONE.
Debbie and I have been living together for a while to save money. She has three kids and an 18-year-old nephew, Cooper, who does babysit and cleaning duty since she works a lot of hours during the week on night shift as a nurse's assistant.
I knew Cooper was gay when I moved in with them, and it's never really been an issue until recently. I've noticed Cooper staring at my crotch for long stints of time, and other inappropriate things like getting out of the shower naked and walking past our bedroom to get a towel from the linen closet.
Sure, Cooper is in awesome shape as a tumbler and cheerleader, but I'm not gay.
My name is Randy. I'm 47 years old, 6' tall and 220 lbs. My hair is brown and my eyes are hazel. I'm still in pretty good shape even though I don't work out as much as I used to.
Anyway, the other night Debbie was at work for the night and me, Cooper, and the kids ended up falling asleep on the sofa while watching Stranger Things on Netflix. It's wild because I refused to give the show a chance because I'm not a sci-fi kinda guy, but it has grown on me. The kids went to bed leaving Cooper and I in the living room on the sofa with only the light from the TV illuminating the room.
I'd awaken to find Cooper's soft hands wrapped around my then-raging shaft which had been pulled through the pee slit of my pajama pants. I'd continue to play asleep with my eyes closed since it actually felt pretty good and Debbie hadn't given me any attention in weeks. I ended up exploding all over Cooper's hands and the front of his shirt...all while playing possum the whole time.
The next morning when Debbie came through the door from work, I felt so guilty. I felt that she knew what had happened. You could cut the tension with a knife as she, Cooper, and myself sat at the table eating breakfast.
"You're doing a good job holding this house together, Cooper!" exclaimed Debbie in a passive aggressive tone obviously meant to suggest that I don't contribute enough.
If only she knew that Cooper was milking me last night while he thought I was asleep.
The next few days went by without event because I was offshore for work. For some reason I'd been EXTRA horny the 4 days I was offshore. I usually wear Dickies or blue jeans at work with no underwear. Hell, I haven't worn underwear regularly as far back as I can remember. There's something constricting about underwear, and it's uncomfortable for me.
Anyway, a couple days ago I was up on the dock talking with a coworker and I noticed one of the new, effeminate crewmen staring in my direction from afar. You know how you can FEEL when someone is staring at you?
I continued my conversation and glanced over out of the corner of my eye and now there were two of them gawking and giggling.
What the fuck were they looking at?
I looked down and damn, there it was.
My cock was throbbing under my light denim jeans that were now a size too small. We all put on a little weight during the pandemic and my jeans had me looking like I was gym bro who'd been putting in extra time on leg day----NOT LOL.
In addition to that there was a pool of precum that'd gathered at the tip of my shaft. I was so embarrassed, and clearly sex deprived.
There I was... basically bursting at the seams, but unable to relieve myself. For one, working offshore you sleep in tight bunkbeds with other crewmates. This means it's not easy to pop on a porno and rub one off.
In addition to that, I've never really been able to cum solo. In other words, I can jack off to get hard, but it never gets me to a climax...which is weird because it DOES work when someone else does... like when Cooper did the other night.
Anyway, back to the story...
Cooper's a senior in high school and takes his classes online so he can be with the kids, but every now and then he has a practice or football game. Debbie's car was down so that meant we all had to share my truck.
This threw a kink in the chain because now, instead of Debbie going to work in her own car and coming back when her shift was over, one of us would have to drop her off at about 10p, then be back in the morning at 6a to pick her up...unless she was staying over to get overtime.
It started to get kind of hectic because I'd have to set the alarm for 5:30a to get up and to her on time. On some days I'd get all the way there and she'd text saying "Oops, forgot to tell you I'm picking up some overtime."
I worked my 4-day shift offshore, then it happened.
On my first day back on land, it was my turn to drop Debbie off at work. This was going to be the perfect time to hopefully get some of this pressure out of me. Debbie gives amazing blowjobs, and I was hoping she'd suck me up before going in to work.
I mean, things are pretty hectic at home and we never really get any privacy. If it's not one of the little ones coming into our room to ask for juice, her oldest is getting into some kind of trouble. She says THIS is why we don't have sex anymore.
When I first met her, we'd pull off into the parking lot of a closed business and she'd lean over and give the wettest, sloppiest blowjobs I'd ever had.
Once we left the house headed to her hospital, I put my middle and index fingers in my mouth to gather a little spit, then reached over into her scrubs to finger her a little. I knew this would get her in the mood and we'd be pulled over somewhere with her sucking or riding me.
"Randy would you just stop!" she exclaimed.
"All you care about is yourself..." she continued.
