This was/is by far the hottest and most memorable sexual encounter I have had in my life.
For context, my dads friend (we will call him John) has been a significant part of my dad's entire life. He is like a brother to my dad and as a result was very present in my life, thus I always referred to him as uncle John. He was always present at family gatherings, we had holidayed together in the past and all in all he was a great family friend. As I began to mature and become more aware of my sexuality, it was very much apprent to me that I had developed a crush on John growing up. I've always had a thing for guys older than me, the rough skin, slight beer belly, facial hair. So it's no suprise that I developed a bit of a crush on John growing up, he just fit the criteria ideally. With that being said however, I had no intentions of ever trying anything with him. He was married, straight (as far as i was aware) and doing something could destroy his relationship with me, my dad etc. So there was never any intent from me to initiate anything and that wasnt an issue for me.
Fast forward to my early 20s and there is a bit of shock when John comes over to tell my dad he and his wife are divorcing. He says its a mutual agreement, they never had any kids to fight over and the split was amicable but still a shock to us all. While they are going through the divorce process, John asks my dad if he can stay here for a little while which of course is no problem for any of us and we were more than happy for him to stay for as long as he needed. It all started off normal enough, I actually think my dad liked having him around more and things were good.
Then there was a bit of an incident which started everything. I walked in on John masturbating. He was lying on the bed, phone in one hand and cock in the other with a pair of ear buds in. In fairness to him, I wasnt supposed to be home, I had been sent home early from work and was just checking if anyone was in myself. But when I opened his door and saw what I did, I kind of froze for a moment. My eyes were locked on his cock before i had to force myself to turn away whilst apologising as he kind of turned away from me trying to cover himself. The glimpse I caught was enough to paint a vivid picture though, he had a decent sized dick, really thick with a fat head to match. My heart was racing as I closed his door apologising as I did. I went downstairs and not long after he joined me, apologising further. I reassured him that it wasn't a problem and that it was strictly between us and all the rest of it. For some reason, he went on further to try to explain that things hadn't been good for a while with him and his wife etc. but I just assured him that it really wasn't a problem and I was sorry for interrupting. He still seemed very embarassed so to try and make light of the situation I made quite a silly joke along the lines of its his wifes loss. I didn't really put alot of thought into it to be honest and it probably wasn't the smartest thing to say but the awkward tension was palpable. He seemed kind of pleased with it nonetheless and we left it at that. Except I really could not shake the thought of his cock everytime I saw him. It really was just everything I loved in a good dick. I dont think I did a particularly good job at hiding that fact either, I found myself stealing glances at his crotch, if I ever entered a room with him in I couldnt stop my eyes just looking towards that area. I told myself I had to stop but I also started to notice John acting/behaving differently around me too. He was more, handsy if you will. Just small touches or brushes agaisnt me but definitely noticeable and I could tell it was intentional. I tried testing the waters a bit more to see if he responded, staring a little longer, bending over in front of him. And sure enough, he upped his ante. The tension just continued to build over days, I knew it wasn't going to be much longer until he moved back out to his own place and I was so so tempted to shoot my shot and try something but the fear of it coming out or reading everything wrong (which was near impossible at this point but still) kept me from doing so. Luckily, I didn't have to.
The weekend arrived and my Mum and Dad had left the house for the day leaving me and John. He was downstairs watching tv on the couch as I entered the room, we smiled at one another as my eyes drifted to his crotch. Which is when he got the ball rolling saying "Cant get it out of your mind?" With a little playful chuckle afterwards. I immediately felt myself going red and my heart racing, he was really coming on to me. I didnt want to send the wrong signal so I admitted I couldn't stop thinking about it. He didnt need any more encouragement than that, right in front of me he hooked his thumbs under the waist band of his shorts underwear before pulling them down and letting them rest around his ankles. My eyes broadened as he sat there, his cock resting between his thick legs. He took it into his hands and stroked it a little, clearly getting harder. He shook it in my direction, "If were going to do this, your dad cant know" he reminded me. I agreed while making my way over to him and kneeling between his legs, my arms resting on each one. I bit my lip nervously, it wasnt the first blowjob i had ever given but just the whole dynamic of the situation, the risk, it all got my heart going. He romoved his hand from his crotch and placed them either side of himself, waiting for me. I took my hand and gripped his shaft as i looked up at him, he was watching intensely. I began to stroke his length slowly, he was still getting hard in my hand and growing. It wasnt long before his completely hard cock was in my hand, just as I had seen it before. I felt a hand on the back of my head and looked up to see John ushering my mouth closer. I stuck out my tongue and felt his warm hard tip hit it, a slight saltiness to it. But he didnt stop there, it wasnt until he felt my lips wrapped around his thick cock and his tongue fully in my mouth did he move his hand away and tilt his head back. I worked my tongue around his tip while stroking his length, he let out a few groans of pleasure to indicate I was doing a good job. As i relaxed more, I felt like I could start to take more. I licked all over his length before trying to take as much as i could in my throat, i got most of it in and held myself there for afew seconds before pulling away, a bridge of saliva still connecting us. I looked up at him and held eye contact as i stroked his now slippery cock, paying particular attention to his tip. We kept our eyes locked as i scooted back a little and took to his balls. He seemed to really like this as he immediately placed his hand on the back of my head, i put one of his balls in my mouth and allowed my tongue to play with it before sucking gently all while stroking his impressive length. His groans and moans grew louder and I knew he was getting closer to cumming. I went back to his cock and started to take it deep, placing his balls in my hand and massaging them. It didnt take long before i felt his cock throb as he began to shoot his load into my throat, groaning loudly. I kept sucking until his pulsing stopped and let his cock flop inbetween his legs. He looked down at me, his best friends son who just swallowed his load and thanked me. I admitted that I had a crush on him for the longest time and he said he's sorry he never took the opportunity sooner. We laughed about it but agreed that was just the beginning….