The Cop Sucker - Part 1 - Forced Entry by Richard Barber [Erotic Story]

Part 01, Forced Entry

I was always attracted to a man in uniform. I conjecture it was because when I was a kid, all military men had to wear their uniforms when on leave or shore duty. Of course there were always the firemen and police. I assumed it was the "hero" effigy we all looked up to.

I was living in an apartment building in Oakland one year. Living in the same building was two or more city policeman. I would see them coming in and going out almost every day. They seemed friendly enough but always were in too much a hurry to stop and chat.

One day I went to our steam room to relax after a long day at work. There were two men sitting on the redwood bleachers enjoying the sauna. When I entered, one of the men left and went to the showers, leaving me alone with the other one. He looked rather familiar, but sometimes people look different out of their clothes. I spoke to him; he nodded and said "Hi". We sat quietly for a while and then he pulled his towel from his body and sat naked, exposing his firm body to its fullest. I was sitting to one side, and had a good view of his big low hanging moist cock and balls. He sat back and relaxed as the steam filled the room. He adjusted his balls and cock and then withdrew his hand.

I was admiring his nice balls and cock while he leaned back against the wall and closed his eyes. He started to get a semi-hard on, and continued to grow right before my eyes until it was fully erect. He made no effort to cover it up, and even adjusted his balls. I could not resist this beauty lurking before me, just waiting for my attention.

I touched his leg with one hand and paused. He made no effort to resist so, I continued until I was caressing his balls. His cock continued to grow and throbbed at my touch. He spread his legs giving me the definite sign that he needed more attention. He gave me better access to his privates. I moved between his legs, guided his hard throbbing cock to my moist mouth, and went down on him. He let out a deep and surprising sigh of pleasure.

I continued sucking and licking his cock and balls until I soon had him ready to have his orgasm. He grasped the back of my neck, held me down over his gushing cock to release load after load of warm sperm into my willing mouth. I finished drinking and savoring his cum until he relaxed and his penis got soft. He took his towel, stood and headed to the shower, without saying a word. I left soon after and returned to my apartment. I still was trying to recall his stern handsome face.

The next week I was sunning by the pool, when I saw two of the policemen that are living here, walk by the pool area as they were leaving the building. I recognized one of them as the one I had sucked off in the sauna room last week. He walked by the pool, looked over the girls, spoke and flirted with a few of them then walked on. He saw me sitting there in the sun. He looked at me, smiled and spoke.

"Hi, buddy. How’s it going today?"

I was rather surprised but pleased with the recognition. He looked impressive in his tailored policeman’s uniform; and a bit cocky and sure of himself, but I liked that too.

That same evening I was coming in from dinner at a local restaurant, when he pulled up on his motorcycle in front of the apartment building. I stopped to watch him park his hog on the sidewalk parking spot. He knew I was observing him and he slowly took off his biker glasses, helmet and his leather riding gloves. He lifted one leg over the cycle and stood up. He was a stud and he knew it. I knew my mouth must have been open and my face flush red. I was in awe at his manly appearance. He nodded directly at me and spoke.

"Which apartment are you in buddy?"

I said 208. He spoke out in a deep demanding voice saying.

"Meet me there in about 5 minutes."

Then he turned his back to me and started locking up his hog. I was in a state of shock at his demands and almost froze on the spot. He turned and looked at me standing there and he said once again in a stronger tone of voice.

"I said 5 minutes!" Then he went back to his bike.

I quickly opened the apartment gates and rushed up the stairs to my apartment to make sure that everything was in order. I was breathless when I arrived. I remember how beautiful he was naked and how great his cock had freely given me a wonder full load of cum. I could feel my heart beating and my face flush warm with excitement. I trembled like a young boy anticipating some hot sex with this policeman.

Soon there was a knock at the door. I hesitated for a second then I took a deep breath, composed myself and opened the door. There he stood in full uniform with leather jacket, pants, and gun.. the whole 9 yards. He had put back on his helmet and glasses, which made him even hotter. What a hunk, I thought to myself.

"Come in." I stuttered.

I said nervously, as he swaggered into my entrance way door. His black, highly polished boots made a tapping noise on the tile as he walked into my apartment.

"Am I under arrest?" I said jokingly.

He did not smile, but sternly looked into my face, reached around his hip to quickly obtain his handcuffs and said.

"If that’s the way you want it." He said firmly, as he advanced to me, and forcibly shoved my body against the wall.

He immediately began giving me a body search; roughly feeling me up and down, reaching to my crotch area and groped my hard cock. He yanked my hands down from the wall, and placed the handcuffs on my wrists.

I was excited, yet nervous about this dramatic scene. I had never been in this situation before. I have always been in control but right now, I was at this hunk’s mercy. He leaned his body towards me as he once again grabbed my hard cock.

"What’s this, cocksucker, you got a hard on? He asked.

I nodded to my dominant master. He roughly unbuttoned my jeans and yanked them down over my hips. They fell to my ankles. I wear no shorts, so there I stood with a hard on, my hands behind my back, and my 'bowling ball butt at his exposure.

He was still wearing his leather gloves and started pulling on my balls with one hand as he manipulated my 7-½ inch cock with his other gloved hand. He removed his helmet, dropped it on the floor, embraced me and roughly planted a deep hard kiss on my mouth.

This maneuver caught me off balance and I fell against the wall. He once again, roughly turned me around, and pushed my face against the wall, leaving my bare ass at his exposure. He placed one of his fingers into my mouth forcing me to suck on it. When his finger was wet, he placed it near my asshole. I flinched. I had never been fucked before so this made me nervous.

"Oh, you still a virgin, cocksucker? Well perhaps we should change this. What do you think? Do you think I should shove my cock up your virgin asshole?"

I felt uncertain as his leather-clad hands caressed my back and buttocks. He wet his finger once again and started to explore my anus. Suddenly he positioned himself behind me and spread my buttocks. He massaged my asshole and then he lunged forward and plunged his hot wet tongue into my asshole. It felt rapturous and he was sensational. His hot moist tongue rapidly lapped my hole and I started to relax and enjoy it.

He suddenly got back up, turned me back to his face, and kissed me once more. He placed his strong hands to my shoulder and shoved me to my knees. I was still in the handcuffs as he pulled my face into his crotch. I could smell and taste the leather pants he was wearing. He held my face close to him as he un-zipped his pants. I was anticipating the next move.

He opened his leather pants, and pulled out his hard cock surrounded by a tight fitting silver cock ring. He pulled out his balls so I could lick them as I would his cock. He guided my face to his cock and forced me to suck him. I could not do anything except use my lips and tongue. I swirled his salty juices around in my mouth, now tasting his pre-cum as well as the manly sweat from his balls. I thought I was doing a good job considering, but he pulled away and pulled me back up to my feet.

I was turned around once more and placed with my head against the wall as he kicked my legs further apart. I had managed to get one leg out of my jeans so I could maneuver better. He firmly grabbed my buttocks and spread them apart once more, and then moved his finger down to my wet asshole. He placed his leather-clad finger up my ass, and after a quick massage, withdrew his finger and replaced it with the head of his wet cock. Once he found the entry, he slowly, but forcibly entered my asshole.

It hurt like hell when he first entered, but he continued until it gradually slid all the way in. I jumped and started to yell out, but he put his leather glove over my mouth. He stopped his movements for just a short time then he started to move his hot cock in my aching asshole. I was still hurting but the hurt began to subside as he moved. My asshole was becoming accustomed to his entry. I tried to relax as he kept shoving in and out. I held on for dear life.

I had no choice but to let him fuck me. I started to feel more good sensation and less pain. I became more excited once again, and my cock started to get hard as he manipulated my cock while he fucked and used my body for his pleasure.

He placed his leather-clad hands to each of my buttocks as he pulled me into his protruding hard cock. I could feel his big balls hitting against my asshole and occasionally the hard feel of his cock ring. Between lunges, he would slap my bare buttocks, first on one cheek, then the other. The sting of the leather against me stung at first but after a few hits I found it stimulating. He would spit on his cock as it entered my hole giving us more lubrication. His breathing became heavier as he pounded away at my sensitive but willing raped ass.

He was now building up a faster rhythm as I backed in to my intruder to satisfy him. I could feel his cock starting to swell and then he lunged several times into my tender hole and started releasing his manly sperm deep into my ass. I was beginning to enjoy it now but it would soon come to an end. He held his cock in me as he jacked off my throbbing cock until I shot my load all over the wall and floor. Some of it even splattered on his boots. I almost fell on the floor in pleasure.

He pulled his wet cock out of me and rubbed it against my buttocks. He forced me around again as I fell to the floor with my legs now crossed. I was eye level with his cock. He aimed his wet cock, now dripping with his manly sperm and my body juices and forced it into my mouth.

"Clean off my cock, you cock sucking, asshole." he said to me.

I licked his cock and balls until they were clean then he forced me to take it all the way down my throat. I could not breathe too well so he released me. I came up for air and noticed his cock was ready to go again. He started to pump his cock into my mouth again and I gladly received him. Then he gasped and started to cum again. His cumming cock slipped from my mouth and his remaining cum squirted on my face and lips.

I continued to lick off the remainder of his cum and milk down his cock. He stood there for a while then stepped back a couple of feet to adjust his pants and put his cock back in his leathers. He looked down at his boot where some of our cum had splattered from both our orgasms. He looked angry with me, took my head and forced it down to his boots.

"You fucking punk. You came on my boot. Now you have to lick it off and shine that boot with your tongue. Now get to work."

I started licking his boot then shined his boot with my tongue and hair. He seemed pleased as he pulled me back up again, this time reaching for his handcuff key and releasing my sore bound wrist. He leaned roughly into me as we fell against the wall. He planted a tongue sucking, lip-biting kiss on me and then he lapped at my face and mouth to clean and taste his own cum.

I stood pleasantly exhausted. He placed his sunglasses back on, then his helmet, and put his handcuffs back in the cuff pocket. Never once did he look away from my eyes. He looked as though he was in deep thought then he said to me.

"You are not through yet, punk. Get back on your knees and take my cock back into your mouth. I have to take a piss."

I did as he commanded, wondering what was in store for me next. This was another new experience for me. I wasn’t sure I was ready to do this. I placed his soft cock back into my warm mouth. He grabbed my head and held it down on him until my lips rested at the base of his cock near the cock ring.

I was well aware why he was starting to relax. He held me on his beautiful cock until I felt a warm stream of his piss entering my mouth. I gagged and immediately tried to pull away. I had never done such a thing but neither had I been fucked. He was in control of me and he knew it. I took a deep breath as his warm sweet piss was going down my throat.

I started to swallow and let it trickle down my throat. It wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be. In fact, I found it quite exciting being used by this Policeman hunk. He squirted one last trickle then released my head. By this time, I was slurping away at his piss slot. I looked up at his handsome face as he looked down at me in approval.

"See, punk, that wasn’t so bad. I was just marking my territory. Now one more thing before I leave."

He slowly opened his belt and pulled down his leather pants. I was still holding on to his hairy balls and licking at his cock. He quickly turned around with his tight butt cheeks staring into my face. He held my head, guided it to his musky ass, and pulling his cheeks apart, guided my face into his ass.

His body still had the musky scent of his masculine body, mixed with the scent of leather. I was turned on to him once again. There is something about a man's body that gets your hormones stirring. I eagerly spread his buttocks, and licked my tongue up and down his hairy butt crack. He bent over to give me better access to his body.

I wanted to tongue fuck his tender tasty ass and please him. He sighed slightly and then started to masturbate his cock while I licked at his brown puckering anus. It was tight and had the scent of manly sweat and leather. I shoved my face into his butt and tongue fucked him deep and fast.

I wanted him to feel as good as he had made me feel earlier, when his tongue was in my virgin ass. He smelled so hot and tasted so good. I took a deep whiff and plunged my fast moving tongue back in his warm musky crack.

I started to jack off, as my cock had once again come to full length. He was going to cum again and turned quickly around as he shot his third load of cum all over my face. I opened my mouth to lap at the stream of man sperm spattering my face. It ran down my cheeks and into my mouth. This stud cop sure could cum a lot. It was great.

He paused then milked the last drops of cum from his cock and wiped it on my lips. He took a deep sigh as he quietly put his cock back into his leather pants then buckled his belt and put away his cuffs.

I sat on the floor in my own cum and his dripping from my face. I was pleasantly exhausted. I looked up at him as he dressed. He turned towards the door to leave then he turned once again to me and said.

"I will be back here again next week same day, same time. Get your asshole cleaned up and be ready for another fuck, you cocksucker." Then he left the apartment.

On to part 2..

Story by Richard Barber at eyeMrich1@msn.com

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The Barber by sucker [Erotic Story]

I had been going to Dave's Barber Shop with my dad since I was eight. Dave ran the shop with his business partner, Bob, and dad would only let Dave cut my unruly hair.

We always went on Saturday mornings, and I'd see Dave junior sweeping up the hair trimmings. He was about fourteen then. When I was 11 Bob passed away and when asked if he was going to get another barber, Dave always answered, "That chair is for Junior when he graduates barber college."

After entering my teens, I realized I was gay and now Junior, as everyone called him, looked extremely appealing to me. I had began my sexual adventures with my best friend and loved sucking cock, taking the cum, and getting fucked. I wanted Junior but he wasn't at the shop very often.

Then just after my seventeenth birthday, I passed the shop and saw a sign in the window announcing that Junior would join Dave in two weeks. I was excited and planned to switch to Junior as my barber.

I needed a haircut but waited until Junior arrived. When I arrived at the shop, there was a sign on the door asking patrons to not call him Junior any longer and he prefered to be called by his middle name, Luke.

As I walked in, Dave looked up and said, "Hey, Mark. I'll be with you shortly."

"Thanks, Dave, but if you don't mind, I think I'll give Luke a try."

"Sure," Dave replied.

Luke finished his customer and called me over.

"You can't be Mark Jacobs, that skinny little kid that used to come in here with his dad," Luke said, shaking my hand.

"One in the same," I replied.

"Damn, look at you now. You've undoubtedly been working out."

"Yea,"I said, sitting down in the chair. "I go to the gym three times a week and play football at school."

"How old are you now?"

"I turned seventeen about a month ago. I'll be a senior in school this coming year."

"I still can't believe that you're that same kid," he said as he began cutting my hair.

He was standing right next to the arm of the chair and with my hand hidden under the cover, I let it drop down and brush against the front of his trousers. He casually stepped back and into another position. However, I did notice a slight smile cross his handsome face.

Luke was extremely well built also, with medium bown hair and emerald green eyes. He also wore a neatly trimmed short moustache and goatee.

I began going in for haircuts more regularly, always waiting for Luke, and each time trying my best to get my hand near his cock. I started going in just before closing time and was usually his last customer.

He always greeted me by name and with a big wide smile. He would take his time cutting my hair while we talked baseball, football, or camping.

If I happened to run into him at one of the local burger joints, if he was alone, he always asked me to join him, which I did.

Then, about a month before my eighteenth birthday, things changed.

On one Saturday when I wen in there was a customer just getting into his chair.

"Hey, Mark, have a seat. It will be a few minutes."

"No problem. I'm in no hurry."

Turning to his dad, he said, "Dan, you can lock up and go on home if you want to. After I finish with Mark, I'll clean everything up."

"You sure, son? I am kind of tired today."

"Yea. Get out of here."

Luke is what is called a late life child. Luke was born when his dad was in his late forties and an now getting up in age.

Dave left and and locked the door as he did, turning around he 'Closed' sign and partially closed the blinds on he front window.

Luke finished his customer and let him out and as he relocked the door he said, "Your turn."

I stepped up to the chair and sat down. It was the first time Luke and I had been alone. My heart raced with excitement.

"You got a birthday coming up don't you?" he asked as he draped the cover over me.

"Yea, in three and a half weeks."

"You got any plans for the big day you turn eighteen?"

"Nah. It's on a Thursday and mom and dad boh have to work on Friday. As far as I know we're just going out to dinner."

"That will be nice," he said as he began cutting my hair. As I had done many times before I let my hand slide off the arm of the chair and approach his crotch. I was shocked when he didn't change positions as he had always done in the past.

Instead, he stood still. I let my hand move closer and actually felt a bulge in his pants. As my hand rested against it, I could feel it getting much harder. He acted as if nothing was happening.

He casually moved around to the other side where I already had my hand in place. He stepped up and pressed his crotch against my hand. I rubbed it gently with the back of my fingers and felt it stiffen.

As he finished up, he asked, "So, any plans for the weekend after your birthday?"

"Nothing so far," I replied.

"Hummmm," he said. I as curious as to what he was thinking, but didn't ask.

I was so turned on, I needed sex from someone. I went to he smaller truckstop on the edge of town. There was a glory hole in the restroom and I knew I could find sex there.

I had been there about twenty minutes when I heard the door open and a guy come in going straight to the stall next to me. He dropped his jeans and went right to work playing with his cock, making sure I could see him.

I motioned him to put it through the hole and as he did, I swallowed it. He moaned softly and after a minute or so pulled back and said, "Follow me out to my rig."

I did and up in his sleeper we both stripped and had hot sex. He was thirty, married and loved all male sex. We kissed, cuddled, and had a hot sixty-nine. All the while though, I was thinking of Luke.

On the Wednesday before my birhday, he came by my house and asked to speak with my dad, privately. I couldn't help but wonder if he was going to tell my dad about me feeling him up but if he was, why did he wait so long to do it.

After about thirty minutes or so, he and dad emerged. Luke was smiling broadly as he looked at me.

"You still have no plans for this weekend?" he asked.

"No, why?" I asked cautiously.

"Well, I've been talking with your dad. We have all known each other for years and although I'm twenty-four, I almost look at you like the little brother I never had. I asked ahd he said it was up to you if you wanted to do it but I thought for your birthday, I'd take you camping up on the lake for your birthday. We own some property up there we can camp on."

"Hey man, are you serious?"

"I sure am. It will be my birthday present to you."

"Man, I'd love it."

"Great. I'm taking Saturday off and since were closed on Mondays, we can leave Friday after we close the shop unless I leave early. Be ready and I'll call you and let you know what time I'll pick you up."

"Damn, this is awesome," I said. "Oops, sorry dad."

Dad was laughing and said,"Forget it, son. Luke has also asked my permission to let you have a few beers while your there. I've given him my approval as long as you are not in public or driving."

"Oh, man, thanks."

"You've had a beer with me before so I don't see why you can't have a few there."

Smiling, Luke said, "See you Friday afternoon, bro."

"I'll be ready," I said.

I couldn't believe that I was going to get to spend the entire weekend with Luke. I wondered if I'd get to see him nude if we showered or bathed in the lake.

Friday morning I packed my hings and waited anxiously for Luke's call. The phone rang about four and it was him.

"You ready?" he asked.

"Fuck yea," I said since I was home alone.

"I'll be there in fifteen minutes. I just came home to change."

"I'll be waiting," I replied.

I called dad and told him that Luke was on his way and he said to have fun but whatch how much I drank. I said I would.

I locked he door and was waiting by the curb when Luke pulled up in his truck, the back loaded with camping gear and two large ice chest filled with food and beer.

Luke was wearing shorts and a tank top, revealing that his chest was hairy. If he only knew how hairy chest turned me on.

"When we get there, we need to set up camp before it gets too late," he said.

"You just tell me what to do," I replied.

We talked as he drove to their private property on the lake.

"When we get things set up, make yourself comfortable. There won't be anyone around but you and me. If you want, you can go skinny dipping in the lake."

"Really?" I asked. "You ever do it?"

"Nearly every time I go up there although I'm usually alone when I'm there."

"I bet that's fun."

"It is but it's also nice to have someone else there to talk to."

When we arrived he handed me a key to the gate and said to lock it back after he pulled through. I did and after following a winding path throught he woods we arrived at the lake where there was a large grassy area.

We immediately unloaded the truck and set up camp. As we did, Luke removed his tank top and I got to see his muscular hairy chest.

"You must work ou also," I said.

"Yea, when I can," he replied. "Whay don't yu take off your tee shirt and let me see how you're built."

I did and once it was off he said, "Nice. Very nice."

We went out and collected fire wood and just before dark we prepared some sandwichs for dinner. After eating, we built a fire and talked about what I was going to major in at college, while enjoying a few cold beers.

About nne we put out the remains of the fire and went to bed. He had brought two sleeping bags for the tent. We stripped to our briefs and after slipping into our respective sleeping bags he said, "Get some rest. for some reason out here you tend to wake up early, or at least I do."

I lay there while before finaly drifting off to sleep. Luke was right. I was awake when he began to stir. Thinking I was still asleep, he got up and eased out of the tent still in his briefs. I got up and followed and found him off at the edge of the clearing, taking his morning piss. I stepped up next to him and did the same, noticing him glance over at my cock.

Remaining in his briefs, he began making coffee, and getting things ready to prepare breakfast. Soon the coffee was ready and we each poured a cup. As I drank mine, I said I'd cook breakfast. He agreed and went to one of the chairs we had brought.

Soon we were enjoying a hot reakfast and together we cleaned things up. I poured another cup of coffee and went and sat down, watching he morning sun glisten on the mirror smooth lake.

After pouring himself another cup he walked over to the other chair and after setting his cup on the ground, he slid his briefs down and off, tossing them aside.

Seeing the surprise in my face, he said, "Mark, when I'm here I always go nude." Then grasping his cock he added, "And besides, you've been after his thing for a year now."

I could feel my face turning red, not knowing what to say.

Still looking at me he said, "Well, now's your chance. It's all yours."

"Are you serious?" I asked nervously.

"Yes, I am. You won't be the first guy to have it and probably not the last. I enjoy having it worked on. Do whatever you want."

I looked at the steadily rising cock and slowly got out of my chair. Stepping up to him, I slowly grasped his beautiful eight inch cut cock then dropped o my knees, swallowing the hard tool.

He moaned softly then said "Happy birthday, Mark."

I sucked slowly and lovingly and after a while brought him to a roaring climax.

While I had been sucking him, my own cock became rock hard and was halfway out of my briefs. As I pulled off of his cock he said, "Man, that was the best fucking blow job I've ever had. You can do it again anytime you want."

I stood and he looked down at my half exposed cock. "Now, it's my turn."

I was stunned when he dropped to his knees and pulled down my briefs. As he pulled them down he swallowed my hard tool. I moaned in pleasure and surprise. I knew immediately that it wasn't his first time sucking cock.

Soon, he had me on the edge of my climax and he knew it. He began sucking more eagerly and when I climaxed, he hungriy swallowed my offering.

When he stood up, he looked at me, smiled and said, "Fuck, that was better than I could have ever dreamed."

"Luke, if you're into guys also, why didn't you do something earlier?"

"Mark, I wanted to but I have one rule I never break. Even though seventeen is legal, I never go with a guy until he's eighteen."

"I've wanted you since before you started in the shop," I told him.

"Well, when you came in that first time after I started, I wanted you but didn't know if anything woud develop. Then when you tied to feel me, I knew it would happen. That's why I asked your age."

He asked when I started and how and after I filled him in, I asked him about his beginning.

"I was in my junior year of high school. I was working out after school in the gym one afternoon. Coach Roberts and another guy came in and ent into coach's office. I heard strange sounds and went to investigate. I eased up to the window and peeked in. They were both naked and coach was on his knees sucking the other guy. I coninued watching and saw the ther guy start sucking coach."

"Fuck, you mean Coach Roberts is gay?"

"Oh, yea. As I was watching, I got rock hard and slid my shorts and jock down and started jerking. Coach saw me and screamed for me to get my ass in his office. I was scared so I went in. Coach said it was obvious that watching them turned me on so he told me to strip and come closer so I could get a better look. I did and he told the other guy to keep sucking. He did and coach reached out and started stroking me. He had the guy stop and then he knelt and started sucking me. I loved it and then he let the other guys suck me. Coach then took over again and got me off and kissed the other guy, and shared my cum. Then coach had me suck both of them off. Said he wanted to have some insurance so I wouldn't tell anyone. I sucked them both and swallowed both. I knew right then I loved cock."

"Did you ever get with coach again?"

"Oh yea, regularly. He is the one that introduced me to fucking."

"Did you ever find out who the other guy was?"

"Oh, I knew. I recognized him but pretended I didn't. It was Max Sims dad."

"No shit!! The police chief?"

"Yep."

"Mother Fuck!" I replied.

He leaned over and we kissed passionately. After the kiss he smiled and said, "We can stay nude all weekend and have all the sex we want. And I promise, there will be a lot more of these campouts."

"Fuck, I sure hope so."

The rest of the day we kissed frequently and fondled each other which usually ended up in a sixty-nine. That evening after dinner by the light of the campfire, we fucked each other.

We had several campouts over that summer. When I started at the local college, Luke asked me if I would like to move in with him. He had his own two bedroom apartment near the college.

I began working on mom and dad, saying I wanted to be on my own and that Luke had offered to 'rent' me his spare bedroom which was closer to the campus.

After they talked to Luke and he assured them that he'd make sure that I studied, they finally gave in. I lived with Luke for the four years I was in college, sharing his bed every night.

On some weekends, we'd go to the lake camping and he ould invite one or two of his buds to join us or I would invite a couple of my gay classmates.

I graduated and after graduation, Luke asked me to be his lover. I readily accepted.

His parents had passed away by them and the shop was his. He brought in a guy he'd been to barber college with who was also gay and had a lover. the four of us became close friends, frequently going to dinner together.

I came out to mom and dad and i was a shock to them but they accepted it once they saw how happy I was with Luke. They loved Luke like a son, and totally accepted him into the family. It took a while but the got used to seeing us kiss casually in front of them.

We've been together six years and couldn't be happier. My parents have passed away and Luke and I moved into their house, now mine.

It's strange how life works between our youth and aduot years.

THE END

Name: sucker

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Live in Texas and enjoy traveling when I can. Thoroughly enjoy reading and writing gay stories. Some of what I write is from true experiences. Hope you enjoy my stories. Please feel free to write me at anytime.

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