Scott and I had grown up together, we were born just one week apart, we lived in the same street just two houses away from each other to be factual about it all, we went to pre-school together, to primary school and then onto high school. We were the best of mates, we were like that weird pair that always knew what the other was thinking.
Growing up Scott and I were in seperable, he would spend weekends at my house, followed by me spending a weekend at his – and due to our friendship our families grew closer together.
Don't worry this is not one of those great mates turn into lovers stories, no there is a twist coming I just thought I would give you a bit of a background. The first part of this story takes place when Scott and I were both eighteen, it was a Saturday afternoon which meant Scott and I had just completed our afternoon football match with the local team and were about to hit the bar to start drinking.
Scott had been drinking a lot in the past months as after thirty years of being together his parents had separated, Scott had moved back in with his dad who had been doing it tough following the separation.
So after spending a good solid couple of hours at the local pub and both way too intoxicated to drive it was decided that I would spend the night back at his place and head home in the morning (by this time Scott and I had both moved away from the street we had grown up in).
As we stumbled into his fathers place we could tell his dad had also been drinking, and although I had grown up to know Stephen as a joker he hardly even raised his eyes to me when we walked in. Scott and I made our excuses stumbled up to the room Scott was staying in grabbing a spare pillow and blanket from the linen closet on our way and settling down to pass out.
After passing out for a couple of hours I awoke busting to go to the bathroom, my head had cleared up tremendously from what it was a few hours earlier, as I made the bolt to the bathroom in just my boxer shorts.
As I came out of the bathroom I noticed the flickering light from the television, and made my way down to the lounge to see what was going on. As I stood at the entrance of the lounge room I could see Stephen (Scott's dad for those of you trying to scroll down quickly to the sex stuff) laying on the couch, his hands in his pants jerking himself off.
I looked at the television screen and saw an adult orientated movie flashing back at me, I stood amazed for a second – on the screen was a hot looking brunette lady being fucked by two guys... I then found my boxer shorts growing as my errection started to lift... I continued to watch and saw the threesome change around so the lady was sucking one of the guys penises, and to my astonishment the guy getting his penis sucked by the gorgeous lady starting sucking the other guys penis.
At first this turned me off and made me feel a little sick... all my life I had been into girls and loved being with them and I was about to storm off until my own penis in a matter of seconds was at full errection post.
Out of the corner of my eye I saw Stephen pull his penis out of his boxer shorts and start stroking it, I was about to turn and go back to Scotts' room but just at that moment, just the moment I was about to turn and go – Stephen jumped as I must of breathed too hard and caught his attention.
"What are you doing there?!?" Stephen exclaimed.
"Sorry I was on my way back from the bathroom and got side tracked" I tried to explain.
" How long have you been there?!?" Stephen said embarrassed and starting to stuff his penis back in his pants.
"Not that long" I replied... Feeling guilty I thought I would try to make an exit and let Stephen get back to what he was doing.
"Want to watch the rest – the good stuff is still to come" Stephen said holding out a beer towards me.
I stood silent for a second contemplating – although I wanted to let Stephen do his thing he can always go to his room later and finish off and this movie has really got me wanting more.
"Why not!" I said before I had weighed up all the pros and cons.
So I sat on the couch next to Stephen and continued to watch the movie, the further the movie went the hotter I was getting and I could tell Stephen was as well, he kept readjusting his boxer shorts – while mine were almost popping open I was that turned on.
Stephen asked if I wanted another beer, and I stood up offering to go get them to try and calm myself down – I went to the kitchen and got another four beers out of the fridge. When I returned I almost dropped them at the sight I saw.
