Owen

One Friday night I get home from work. Both my sons were out attending a concert at the local college auditorium, and they weren't going to be home until late, leaving the house to myself for a few hours.

I go upstairs and decide to have a shower. Just as I get in the shower the doorbell rings. I get out of the shower and wrap a towel around my waist and headed downstairs to answer the door.

When I open the door my oldest son's best friend Owen is standing there. Not wanting to expose myself to the outside world for too long, I quickly rush Owen inside and close the door behind him.

"Hey Owen," I say. "Luke isn't home right now."

"I know," Owen says as he eyes me up and down. "I didn't come here tonight to see Luke. "

"Then why are you here?" I ask.

"Because," Owen begins. "Ever since the other day I can't stop thinking about how good your cum tastes. I've been craving more of it ever since, but I don't want to share it with Luke this time. I want you all to myself."

And with that Owen comes over to me and removes my towel. He drops to his knees right there in the foyer and takes me in his mouth, sucking away as I harden inside him.

Owen undoes his pants and pulls his hard dick out and begins jerking himself off. After a few minutes Owen releases my dick from his lips. He licks my precum off his lips, then gives me a kiss.

Owen takes my hand then leads me into the living room where he pushes me onto my chair, then he removes all his clothes and positions himself back on his knees between my legs and takes my throbbing, dripping dick to the back of his throat.

He continues to suck my dick, occasionally licking up and down my shaft, and sucking or licking my balls. This goes on for twenty minutes or so. Sometimes I take my hand and rub the back of his head, or I grab his head and use his mouth to my desire. Occasionally he looks up into my eyes to make sure I'm enjoying what his lips and tongue are offering me.

Eventually I'm ready to cum. I announce this fact out loud, and Owen gobbles my dick again, taking me fully to the back of his throat as I feed him a massive amount of my warm, creamy man milk. To my surprise Owen is able to swallow a good amount before letting the rest pour out of his mouth, down his chin, and onto his chest. After catching his breath he scoops up the rest with his fingers and licks them clean.

Owen keeps telling me how amazingly sweet and good my cum tastes, so before he has the chance to lick the last drop off his fingers I grab his hand and lick them clean myself. He's right, of course. I haven't tasted cum before, let alone my own, but it was surprisingly sweet.

Owen's dick was dripping hard with his own precum as I continued to suck on his fingers. I pulled him up off the floor so his dick was directly in front of my face. He looked down on me with anticipation. "Have you ever sucked a cock before?" Owen asks me.

"No," I tell him.

"You don't have to, if you don't want to," Owen tells me. "I came here to suck your cock, and I got what I wanted."

Owen is about to walk away, but I grab his arm. "It wouldn't be fair if I didn't at least try," I say. Owen guides his dick up to my lips. I give the tip of his dick a kiss, tasting his precum. It's definitely saltier than mine. I slowly open my mouth and suckle on the end of his dick.

I take my time as I take his dick deeper and deeper inside my mouth. Owen stands there and lets me go at my own pace. I swirl my tongue around his shaft. I fondle his balls as I work my tongue up and down his shaft. I suck his balls, rolling them around with my tongue.

"For someone who hasn't done this before you are doing an excellent job," Owen says between pleasurable moans. Eventually he announces that he's going to cum. I'm not ready to get a mouthful just yet, so I jerk him off and let him cum onto my cheeks, lips, and chin. His cum drips down my face onto my chest.

I lick his cum off my lips to get a proper taste. Owen leans in and kisses me. "Let me help clean you up," he says before licking his cum off my body. Once done he pulls me in for another kiss, this time sharing some of his cum that he's collected inside his mouth with me.

He sits himself down on my lap as we continue making out. After we're done kissing he rests his head against me and I wrap my arms around him. We cuddle together in my chair for a while. Eventually he gets off me and collects his clothes. He gets dressed and I walk him to the door. He kisses me one more time. Before he leaves he says "Goodnight," and with a mischievous grin he adds, "Daddy!"