cophilb in bed
I share the 2-bedroom apartment with one of my former college buddies, Jon. Unlike me, Jon isn’t a morning person. But obviously, his dad is.
Dave Wagner, Jon’s dad, is staying with us for a couple of nights while he is passing through on business. Jon insisted he stays with us, if he doesn’t mind sleeping on the comfy couch, since they don’t get to see each other much other than the holidays. I don’t mind it at all. The few times that I’ve met Mr. Wagner while we were both still on college, I was taken aback by the sight of this older, mature hunk of a man. For someone who is in early 60’s, Dave Wagner is still in a terrific shape. His salt-and-pepper hair complimented his handsome face. And he has the broad chest and wide shoulder that I had occasionally starred at whenever he wasn’t looking. So having this hunk of a mature man staying with us for a few days is not a problem at all.
I am up early in the morning as usual. When I walk into the living room, the couch is empty, with the blanket tossed aside. I hear noises coming from the kitchen and when I walk in, I see Dave Wagner dressed in Jon’s robe, making himself a cup of coffee.
"Good morning, Mr. Wagner." I greet him.
He turns his head and smiled at me. “Good morning, Jack. And how many times must I tell you to call me Dave?” he says to me.
"Oh, sorry Dave. I’ll try to remember that. And I was about to make you some coffee, but I see that you already beat me to it." I reply.
He nodded and offers me a cup. We chat while standing there in the narrow galley kitchen. I am trying to keep my eyes on his face, but I know from my peripheral vision, the robe he is wearing is only loosely-tied. My eyes occasionally dart away from his face to look at his partially-exposed chest. I detect wisps of hair lightly covering that broad pecs.
We continue to chat and catch up. When he averted his eyes away from me to refill his cup, I finally get the nerve to look at him more carefully. And it makes me almost gasp out loud. There, right below where the waistband is loosely tied around his robe, his cock is partially exposed! Holy shit, Dave Wagner is completely nude underneath his robe! He must have slept in the nude on the couch!
I am so enthralled at the sight of this mature man’s penis that I do not realize he has turned around to look at me.
"Like what you see, boy?" I hear his voice that snaps me back to looking at his face. He caught me! I panic, unsure of how to respond. But I don’t have to. With a smile on his face, and using only one hand while the other continues to hold his coffee mug, Dave Wagner unties his robe and exposes his naked self to me, right there in the kitchen.
I am at a loss for words. This hot, daddy is showing his naked body to me. I should be more careful in choosing my words, but the first thing that comes out of my mouth was “Damn, you are one sexy man!”
Dave’s smile gets even bigger. He puts his mug on the counter, and proceeds to remove his robe, standing in the kitchen completely naked. As his dick rises to full hardness, he looks at me expectantly.
Right there, in the apartment kitchen, while his son is sound asleep in his bedroom, I get down on my knees and suck Dave Wagner’s dick, while wondering what else we can do at 6:30 am in the morning without making too much noise.