Oliver, a fresh 18 years old bored with itself again. It was one of those typical Sunday evenings. The day went so far also quite spectacular. That afternoon, he was still quick with his father Henning with his grandmother to bring her over a piece of his on Friday leftover birthday cake. Otherwise, he spent the day, to watch the telly or on his Playstation to gamble with friends over the Internet. The good mood that still glowed Friday night at his birthday party in it more, the slow realization that the weekend would be over soon and he again had to get up too early to go to school. He strolled through the apartment where he lived with his father and did not know quite what to do with the last hours of the weekend. Finally, he went to his father, who was sitting in the living room on the couch and watched TV.
Oliver: And what do you doing?
Henning: Oh, I look scene.
Oliver: Man eyh, You're no 60th Why guckste a Sun shit?
Henning: There is nothing else. And just imagine Sohnemann, it should be not unheard of, that even people who were the same age as you, have even looked at the crime scene.Oliver: But only determined when the a serious accident and had the full body cast at the hospital were and had no choice because the next door neighbor has turned on the program. Nah, not feel like it. I was surfing around the net.
Henning: Hey, crazy idea. Why do not you hit on one of those strange parts that you used in school. You know ... Those things with the many sites where words are written on how - Abi - preparation - testing - Final!
Oliver: Funny! Should get your own comedy show. You do not even have to move. Can so in jogging suit on stage. Recommend to you just a little crown.Henning: Remember that you are not after throwing a high school.
Oliver: Yes, yes ..
Oliver walked back to his room. It's boring and his father came to him with the school. Bad enough that he hinmuss there again tomorrow. Snapped up while the PC, he lit a cigarette at times only. His father thought it was not great, but that Oliver has smoked since Henning himself was smoking, he lacked the arguments hold his son.
Oliver randomly surfed through the net. He checked his emails. Durchforstetet the current Bundesliga results. Read the latest celebrity news. Listened to music. Eventually Oliver pages of his latest passion decided to visit: Gay sites. More recently, Oliver has decided, at least in front of PC wanking his passion he is pursued never to yield. Wank today was not there when his father was home, but he decided to at least try for horny jerk-templates for future actions to keep a lookout.
Besides the usual sites that showed sexy photos and videos of scantily clad men and boys, Oliver came back to a page with a chat. Oliver consider briefly and thought, why not? Finally, he has indeed ever registered here a few weeks ago. His profile includes but no photos of him but maybe he would come so anyway with someone this week. In any case, the idea was better than now to really set before the books and learn.
Oliver logged on and immediately noticed that his mailbox was overflowing here on side. Actually, it surprised him, since he had no picture in his profile. Apparently, his physical data and the fact that he had announced in the profile that he has yet made no experience in the gay world, sufficient enough that many found it interesting. Slightly fbonerred he began to read the news. Quickly made himself at him wide disillusionment as he types that have written to him was anything but hot.
After reading each message and deleted immediately, he decided himself time to browse profiles. A prey grid Oliver had not in the head. Only the region he turned one. Profile for Profile, Oliver clicked through the data and images. So far, however, nothing was there, he was even slightly interesting. Eventually he opened a profile, that his interest was at least flare ever.
Master_Maik, 33 years, 190 tall, 100 pounds clenched muscle strength, 23x5cm. Oliver quickly opened the galleries by Maik and had their contents more than begeister. Maik presented excellent. Not only his body was in great shape, his face which was clean shaven, and be perfect with matching dark brown millimeter haircut could be seen. Oliver got a fair idea about Maik training in the gym, which put his body more than a good performance. Also present were some pictures where Maik apparently worked as a club bouncer. Maik's apparently dominant species here was well placed. Oliver shot straight through the head that Maik is a genuine guy Proll. Oliver liked this very kind: sneakers, white socks, sweatpants, bomber jacket. This preference was not until that has brought him to even consider something with a man want to.
After Oliver had looked at all the pictures alone, he began to read to Maik's profile text. It was revealed Oliver that not only the profile name and the photos confirmed the inevitable presumption that Maik be so seemed very dominant.
Maik wrote about patterns, enslavement, online education, and his penchant for sex to set the tone. Although Oliver never contemplated moving to subordinate themselves to a guy, he had to admit that he would like to know more about something. Added to this was yes, that Maik was a real treat in appearance. Besides the profile Oliver saw the glowing endorsement that was Maik online.
Should he really the guy Proll anchatten sometime? Oliver could have doubts. Oliver had otherwise a big mouth, got a sudden doubt. Still reflecting on Oliver lit another cigarette as he suddenly heard a ringing sound and a chat window aufpoppte: It was Maik!
Maik: Well Kleener?
Oliver caught his breath and he began to cough, because he has not the train of his cigarette snuffed right. When he started again, he decided to restore itself.
Oliver: Hi
Maik: What suchste? What machste?
Oliver: I was surfing around. I was a little boring.
Maik: I see. At this moment, Oliver thought that Maik would now probably already have no desire to talk further with Oliver and thus free him from this unusual situation for him would be by closing the chat.
Maik: You are a newbie?
Oliver: Well, I've never had anything with men.
Maik: But with women?
Oliver: Uh yes.
Maik: Tell how many haste because even get laid?
Oliver was not unpopular with the girls. On its 180 large body, the 70 kilos distributed so benevolent that his body made a very solid impression. Hot popular among the girls were his bright blue eyes, which were in perfect harmony with its meticulously high given blond hair sparkled. Oliver wondered what answer he should give Maik best. Sure he was with some girls in the box. Although his door was no revolving door but there were already a couple. Especially when he was out with his buddies, who then discussed the next day usually bawling their nocturnal adventures.
Maik: What's wrong? Had to include the Kerpen on your bedpost?
Oliver: No, have been few.
Maik: Well, then we halve the FEW times and we are comfortable with the true number.Oliver: Yes, I do not keep. But more than 10
Maik: So so. . . and haste but now realize that you're actually on cocks, or what?
Oliver: No, but it excites me even now and then, when I think of men.
Maik: Excitement. . . how sweet. Just Say that You get a stand.
Oliver: Yes, war every now and then ne boner.
Maik: UIH, ne boner. But now lässte the bloke hanging out Thurs . . hahaha.
Oliver knew absolutely not what to make of it. Now it this Proll guy laughs as well as still. Shot him briefly through the head end the chat and just log out.Maik: Good Kleener how does it look with NEM picture of you? The haste to provide what?
Oliver: No, I do not send out pictures?
Maik: Why? Haste so ne Hackfresse?
Oliver: No, that is not. . .
Maik: But you're scared that you discovered one of your pals here and recognizes.
Oliver: They're not registered here.
Maik: Ya know not. Guess that did not know you where a piss stare at the cock.
Oliver: Something I do not.
Maik: Oh come on, everyone has done it before. Especially if you like cocks. In fact, Oliver has already done this several times. This he did not admit it now but before that there Proll chatting.
Oliver: No, really not.
Maik: Okay. How does it look like with ner cam? Haste one?
Oliver: Yes, I did.
Maik: Great, I also. Then let those things even consider some so I get to see time with whom I ever write here.
Oliver was not sure whether to take that risk. He has finally found a good reason no picture in his profile. On the other hand, he found Maiks kind not only directly but also something interesting.
Maik: Go Kleener, Your buddies are not sitting here on my lap. After Maik wrote this, another window popped up that showed the beefy Proll. He sat casually in an executive chair reclined. Legs apart with one foot on the table edge of his desk. He had a gray jogging pants that clearly hinted that she concealed package. This was Maik white socks and a white muscle shirt that Maik's muscular torso tightly clasped. Oliver was thinking at that moment: what the heck. He started his webcam and tried a similar casual pose as Maik take. Even Oliver had also jogging pants, white socks, Adiletten and a T-shirt on. His own personal Proll look that he would like to wear at home.Maik: Nice, did ne sweet face. Now I think you also, that you have already nailed a few girls.
Oliver: Thank you.
Maik: Hey, have matching outfits on or what. . . hahahaha. . . stehste on those clothes?
Oliver: Joah, at home I find that convenient.
Maik: Good Kleener haste, because you read through my profile again? What about that?
Oliver: Yes I have.
Maik: And?
Oliver: Well, was just curious.
Maik: At what?
Oliver: What do you mean by online education.
Maik: Hehe. . . well, that's special. Since kriegste of told me what you have to do.
Oliver: How now?
Maik: Yes, I'll set the tone and you parry.
Oliver: I do not understand now, really.
Maik: Jo, the easiest way is when I'll show you.
Oliver: How?
Maik: Look Kleener, this will involve a certain leap of faith. I do this all the time when I ne times as sweet as your face like: I ask for a deposit, then I ask questions and you get tasks.
Oliver: What kind of a mortgage?
Maik: Different, something which I would have to hold. This means you have pressure and honest answer and do what I want.
Oliver's head rattled like a sewing machine. In his pants his cock twitched back and forth. Should he get involved in this game?
Oliver: what have willste because of me?
Maik: Wohnste alone?
Oliver: No, with my dad.
Maik: And your mom?
Oliver: The passed away when I was little.
Maik: Siblings?
Oliver: No, do not be.
Maik: Ok, look Kleener. Then I want the phone number of your dad.
Oliver, he did not read properly. Which it has not all. As if he would give the phone number of his father since the Proll.Maik: This is the perfect pawn. Then hurry right pressure. I will also delete immediately again tomorrow. And I will also ask of you anything illegal. But this is my condition. Believe me, that is an amazing feeling to be under pressure.
Oliver looked incredulously at the screen. Nevertheless, his fascination with Maik rose from second to second. What such a prole would want to do with it all? What questions would ask him Maik? He felt much as the blood from his head to his lower body region flowed. This might also be the explanation for why Oliver out as a foreign power so that his father started the mobile phone number to type into the chat window. His fingers wandered to the Enter key, and remained on their stand.
Maik: Go Kleener will be cool promised. Something you have never experienced before.
Oliver looked like Maik started grinning cheekily and it grabbed his crotch. At that moment, it had happened to Oliver. He pressed the enter key. Maik now had the phone number of his father Henning. The idea of giving a wrong number was Maik, Oliver come at any time.
Maik: Very good Kleener. No worries will be really cool. And we're also quite relaxed. What is your name? Full name.Oliver: Oliver Kulm
Maik: And what is your dad?
Oliver: Henning Kulm
Maik: Where is your dad right now?
Oliver: In the living room
Maik: Ok Kleener how often you jerks you from one?
Oliver: Variable, so 4-8 times a week.
Maik: Always alone and in front of PC?
Oliver: Yes
It has never been caught wanking: Maik ?
Oliver: No, never.
Maik: Does your dad often you naked?
Oliver: No, since I'm older can not remember.Maik: Why not? If you enjoy the embarrassing if someone sees you naked?
Oliver: Yes, something already?
Maik: Do not worry, this sense of shame I will wean you. Stehste what then? Some fetish?
Oliver: Well. . . .
Maik: Kleener thinking it, I just got in your hand so be honest?
Oliver: Well. . . I find cool socks for boys.
Maik: Look at! Hurry because ever smelled strange socks or shoes?
Oliver: Nope.
Maik: But you want stimmts times. . .?
Oliver: Yes
Maik: very good, first task: to your laundry basket and get a couple of times worn socks of your dad go.
Oliver: Why?
Maik: Go Kleener not discuss. Get and do it now.
Oliver was stung as of ner bee into the bathroom and took a pair of white athletic socks, who was wearing his dad.
Maik: Good boy ... hehe. So, it is time to do something more comfortable. Times drawing from T-shirt and sweatpants.
Oliver moved with a slightly queasy feeling in the required clothing and sat down again. What is he has just admitted.
Maik: So, now ziehste your socks off and make the right from your dad. Oliver followed the instructions in a trance by Maik. The whole situation overwhelmed him so much. He was cool! He has never followed such strange statements and also never had somebody to hold. In his boxers a clear tent was visible.
Maik: Look at! The little one is cool. . . hahaha. All right, then down to the Boxer
Oliver: But my dad is home.
Maik: Kleener, this is me not give a damn. Watt is it to me that you are stuck? Come on, no Gezicke, down to the part so what else ya know you flowers.
Oliver realized now for the first time what Maik meant that he had it in his hand. He went to his window and let down the blind. He took a deep breath and pulled the boxers and stood then again visibly nervous before the PC, so that Maik could see him. His cock stood stock still with his 17 centimeters away from the body of the boy.
Maik: Well it goes Kleener. But a tasty part, something is needed but not hide.
Oliver: Thank you is just so unusual. I've never done this before.
Maik: Well, yeah Kleener but I'm here to help you. Property, ma, what the hell was that just because the window? Since warste, right?
Oliver: I've let down the blind.
Maik: And who said that you should do that?
Oliver:. Nobody else but you can yes to peek hereMaik: Kleener You have to really learn much. From. . . Rollo back up.
Oliver: But then you can to peek and see me.
Maik: So what? Does not bother me.
Oliver: But me. Nah, I do not.
Maik: No thing hope your dad does not sleep, if I then call now.
Oliver: No, no.
Maik: Yes, but you want that but it seems that if you rumzickst Sun
Oliver: No!
Maik: Look Kleener, I'll tell you now what you will do. You go to the window, make the blind up and you position yourself directly in front of the window and there will wank 5 minutes. Nice and slow and even. The Cam drehste course so that I can control this. And do it now, or I'll call your dad.
Oliver was hot and cold. But he had no choice. He turned towards the cam window. He then went to the window. He shivered. He pulled the curtain across and caught his cock, which was hard as rock, to jerk off to. He looked at the clock. 5 minutes seemed like an eternity. Hopefully nobody saw him. Luckily it was a Sunday night, so the streets were empty. What he had just been thinking about going into that stupid chat and then even a total stranger to give the phone number of his father.
Why he has not been a wrong? Then he could close the conversation without anything happening. He was such an idiot. To his amazement, his cock was harder than ever. It all made here about cool? Obviously! And what if someone sees him now? Or if his father is suddenly in the door? Oh man, what he has been thinking. The thought of it, he was even hotter, so that he even began to moan softly.
Oh no, what was that? At the corner appeared a dog. Oh no, that was a shepherd. The only shepherd here in the settlement belonged Manuel. Manuel was the brother of Oliver's classmate Torben. Manuel had made his Abi long ago and was studying at. Oliver did not like him particularly because Manuel was a loudmouth. If he were to see him now here so wanking at the window, then it would know tomorrow all, even those who would not know it. Manuel came closer. Oliver thought, why the stupid mutt could not tear easily, so Manuel has to run fast after him. But the shepherd was not thinking of something. He calmly sniffed every single blade of grass in the area.
Oliver jerked and inevitably had to watch the spectacle. He noticed that Manuel, even if he did not like him, actually become a very handsome guy. It was so like it had, Manuel looked at Oliver. Oliver would prefer sunk in the ground. Manuel looked for a while and then went to Oliver's surprise, but continues with the shepherd. Oliver's cock throbbed. Manuel had seen him maybe not? But clearly, it's dark outside, he stands at the fully illuminated window. He must have seen him. Suddenly ripped a tone of the chat him out of his thoughts. The 5 minutes were up.
Maik: And how was it?
Oliver: Great, because of you I have seen one.
Maik: Who?
Oliver: Manuel, a brother of a buddy.
Maik: Kleener is not so bad. Did he make it?
Oliver: Nope.
Maik: See, that is have even thought: cool. The Olli jerks just a nicely.
Oliver: Great.
Maik: All wank Kleener. Do not be so uptight. I think I must take you permanently under my wing, so you will more relaxed times. Ready for the final task?
Oliver: Yes
Stand up now once beautiful legs in front of the PC. Then you jerks quiet. You can cum but not before me sagste know, ok?
Oliver: I
Oliver stood in front of the PC. His legs wide apart. His hand slid over his cock, which was already clear at the drooling. Again and again his foreskin slid over his bulging glans. Oliver saw Maik again cheeky grin. This scumbag. Suddenly stood up and pulled down Maik his own pants. The sow had no underpants on. A monster cock that was aimed straight as an arrow on Oliver appeared. Maik sat back, grinning dirtier than before and jerked off his own cock. Oliver would have liked to jump through the screen to grab the cock of Maik. What a cool part. Oliver felt his balls boil. It was almost time. Everything inside was preparing it in front of him to gain an indescribable finish. His moans became more intense. But wait, he had to let them know.
Oliver: I'm ready, I'm coming.
Maik: Ok Kleener, now breathe deeply once. I will now give you the sharpest departure of your life, okay?
Oliver: I
Maik: War no fear, I'll call your dad now.
Oliver: Neeeeeeeeein
Maik: But Kleener breathe deeply. Stay calm. That will be cool. Coming into your room and then determined you will of him really fat abrotzen. He will see you naked, he is abrotzen see you and he will see your sperm.
Oliver did not know what he should do. He wanted to run the most. He quickly grabbed his boxers.
Maik: Kleener on, now or I will not fuck really bad and your dad going to put far worse things. This becomes much more painful. In addition, I draw here on the session grade. Is easy for me to make images that will get not only your dad but all classmates. I leave that to distribute to all schools. Then delivered biste real. This is hard to explain.
Oliver stopped breathing. He had to watch helplessly as the number Maik his father in his phone tapped. Maik was the display of the mobile phone to the camera. It said the number of Oliver's father. Oliver had his boxers fall.
Maik: Reasonable decision! Hey, he's your dad, even the jerks. Trust me, that is better than leaving all the you've ever had. So, now in position quickly. Legs apart directly in the center of the room. Look for the door. You will show me the same thumbs-up, then I press to select. You jerks over and hold office until the door opens and your dad goes inside. Look him straight in the eye, then release and then let it all out and shoot. Let yourself go right.
Oliver thought he had to wake up at any moment, but it was not the case. That was real Maik he made clear that he had no choice and Oliver cock was of the same opinion because of the bounced happily up and down. It almost seemed as if Oliver's cock almost glad to finally be allowed to jerk off in front of Oliver's father. Oliver closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and, turning to his bedroom door, took his cock in his hand, opened my eyes and showed the required Maik thumbs up with the other hand.
Oliver looked up and saw this Maik dirty laughed and tapped his phone. Not 5 seconds later he heard the phone ringing his father. Oliver jerked on cautiously. Maik was hoped not joke like Oliver before 5 seconds. It rings once, twice, three times. . . then stopped ringing. Oliver looked out of the door again to Maik and saw this myself masturbating spoke with his father. Oliver could not believe it. He felt his cum in his balls are ready made. It was as if you were tensing a catapult. Someone just had to cut the rope and he was his father when he came in the door. He looked back at Maik and saw that this cell phone and put it aside again this time from laughing out showed a thumbs up. Oliver knew what this meant.
Oliver heard footsteps. It was his father. Oliver pulled his foreskin back and forth. . . The footsteps came closer. . . back and forth. . . Oliver's father had almost achieved his goal. . . back and forth. . . Oliver saw the latch of his door to tilt downward. . . . back and forth. . . the door opened. . . back and forth. . . Oliver looked into the face of his father and sought his bewildered eyes. Both pairs of eyes met and in that moment Oliver exploded from the inside out. The rope was cut and Oliver's body shook and made a loud moan out his sperm. Oliver's sperm flew in a high arc through the air directly at the feet of Oliver's father.
Oliver gasped. Maik was not exaggerating. This was the most violent orgasm that Oliver had been in his young life. Oliver tried to catch back. He had an asterisk in front of the eyes. He dropped into a crouch. Had he just done it? The answer came in-literally-on the heels, because Oliver's gaze caught the feet of his father, who was still standing in the door. Oliver dared not hochzublicken further or even to look at his father. The sudden laughter broke through his thoughts of his father.
Henning: Your her swine. . . hahaha
Oliver looked up at his father, who was laughing at.
Henning: So we have used to be a test of courage or match bets but redeemed on such nasty thoughts we never got. . . hahaha
Oliver: Um. . . Yes. . . you know
Henning came to his son and patted him on the shoulder.
Henning: I know big, I know. . . Gambling debts are debts of honor. We are men, there must be one. Next time you win again, and Daniel is the Gearschte.Oliver: Daniel?
Henning: Jo, your buddy has the called and said that you lost.
Oliver: Oh, yes. . . agrees.
Henning: Hahaha had, but a lot of pressure on the stylus what? See to it only that you wipe away the mess before it dries. Are otherwise stains.
Oliver: Yes, I will.
Oliver's father patted his son again approvingly on the shoulder and then went back a laugh out of the room and closed the door. Oliver did not know quite what to think of it. He was completely out of his mind. With this reaction, he did not expect. He sat back in his chair in front of his computer and noticed only now that the window has called in the Maik masturbating few minutes ago his father was black.
Maik: Well Kleener, I've promised too much?
Oliver: What he said, hurry?
Maik: That you're wanking, you lost a bet, and you therefore need to be caught.
Oliver: Oooooook
Maik: Your age has yet responded cool.
Oliver: Uh. . . yes
Maik: Your dad is a cool pig. And I bet her determined not only by appearance.
Oliver: What do you mean?
Maik: Well, I'll explain you a next time. Pass on Kleener, I find you really cute and I know that I liked you too. The way I see the basis of the profiles, we live a stone's throw apart.
Oliver: Yes, I see now.
Maik: Ok, let's exchange phone numbers times. Then let's set up an appointment where your dad is not at home, and then I'll come with you.
Oliver: I
Maik: Then I tell you also what I meant, just because your dad. You fandest but cool. Was your strongest finish to date, right?
Oliver: However,
Maik: Well siehste, we will still have fun. Also, both of us I think. So then once you do clean, then we telen times tomorrow. We still exchange the numbers and make it a day.
Maik and Oliver exchanged nor the mobile numbers. Shortly after, Oliver saw that Maik has logged off and still confused Oliver with his now limp cock, which still drooled remnants of sperm on the seat of the chair behind. A moment later, Oliver received a text message from Maik:
That was just the beginning Kleener ^ ^