---
title: '2 Luke and Nick'
pp_protect: '0'
---

## 2 Luke and Nick

Date: Mon, 29 May 2017 08:01:56 +1000
From: Taylor Foxx <taylor.foxx.author@gmail.com>
Subject: My Son's Friends

My Son's Friends - Luke and Nick
by Taylor Foxx

Lots of other stories by me here: http://taylorfoxxauthor.tumblr.com/the-stories
Read my novel here: Google "TaylorFoxxAuthor"

I have another story on Nifty called "The Mistake Text Message" if you like
my writing. Which also means you should contact me via my Tumblr, or on
Kik: TaylorFoxxAuthor

Support Nifty with a donation. All characters in this story are of legal age.


By Taylor Foxx


So you guys wanted to hear about a time I missed an important event in my
son's life because I was busy dicking one of his friends. There are more
than a few instances I can think of that would fit that role, but the one
that sticks out the most in my memory - and causes the most guilt when I
think back on it - was the time I completely ruined my son's big and
exciting birthday party.

It was a big one for him - he'd gotten himself worked up about his
birthday, and the fact that I was going to bring him and a few of his
friends to a movie.

See, my son is born smack-dab in the middle of winter. It's always cold on
his birthday, and this year was no exception. One of those days where being
outside was truly painful - so I was excited to get all the boys into a
warm theater, in the dark where it would be quiet.

My son was so excited when we got in the car to go pick up his friends. He
was sitting in the back seat, chattering away about the action movie we
were going to see, and wondering what his presents might be.

We were supposed to go to Luke's house, then Nick's, then Dean and Yanni's
place, then on to the theater. We were running a bit late, thanks to ice
and snow on the roads, but I knew if we got the boys together quickly we'd
be good to go.

That's why I decided it was a good idea for me to go into the house and get
the boys - if I let my son do it he'd take forever. And ok, I hadn't jerked
off that morning, so maybe I was a little horny. But I honestly wasn't
planning on fucking things up (and fucking holes up) that day.

That changed, however, when I got to Luke's house. I stepped inside and was
hit in the face with the warmth of the air. It felt so damn good. I said
hello to Luke's mother, who told me he was up in his room.

I headed up there, and knew as soon as I was in there that I was going to
have to have a fuck. Luke was there, on his bed, butt naked and playing
with his hole.

I'd already had Luke a few good times. He was newer to my "collection" -
and I was pretty sure my son hadn't figured out that I was banging
him. That changed that day.

Luke was adorably and very small for his age, which I think he was
self-concious about. I helped with that issue - cause I loved his
size. That coupled with the fact that he was a stage-five clinger during
sex, and his fucks were something I had a hard time turning down.

The kid was always horny, too, and fortunately didn't mind a quickie. He
didn't even have to say anything. Before the door even shut behind me, I
was on the bed on top of him, cock out and rock hard.

"All right, but we gotta make it quick, and you have to be quiet this
time. I'm not making up another lie for your mommy, ok?"

He nodded back to me, and that's when I tested his promise by shoving the
entire length of my cock into him quickly. Luke likes it rough.

The good boy only let out half a grunt, and then he was on me like always -
wrapped around me so that I can drill up into him.

Now see, the problem is that when I have my cock inside a boy, I lose track
of pretty much everything else. So what pulled me back to reality was my
phone ringing - and I saw I had four missed calls from my boy. I'd given
him an early birthday present of a cell phone, and I was now regretting it.

"We gotta go," I said to Luke. "I'm gonna go fast, ok?"

Another breathless nod, and I knew I was good to fuck a load up into
him. Which I did, within seconds. And less than a minute later, we were
dressed and out the door, my cock still softening in my jeans.



Back in the car, my son was obviously annoyed. I noticed his wide eyes as
Luke climbed gingerly into the car seat. Seeing how deliciately he was
treating his ass, and the fact that he was still flushed and breathless, my
son would have to be a pretty big idiot to not figure out what was going
on.

It was a shame - my son's mood had been dampened on his big day. But I told
him not to worry - that we were gonna miss our movie time but that I could
just change the tickets. That seemed to cheer him up, and Luke helped by
taking some interest in my son's new cell phone.

At Nick's house, I was suprised to see he answered the door himself. He let
me in, telling me his parents were out. The warm air of his home hit me,
and for some reason it made my cock itch. The fact that Nick was here, home
alone, probably played into that as well.

"Get your coat on," I said to him, and he rushed to the closet. I watched
him rifle through for his jacket and scarf.

Nick was my son's quiet friend. Real sweet, but never as loud or silly as
the other boys - which I appreciated. He was also a sexy little thing -
extremely pale and a bit scrawny, but his skin looked so smooth, and his
lips were insanely pink.

Unfortunately, Nick wasn't one of the boys who had ever come on to me or
shown any interest. Which is why I was so surprised by his question as we
were about to head out the door.

"So....Mr Smith, is it true?" he asked so softly I almost couldn't hear
him.

"Is what true, buddy?" I said, turning the doorknob.

"About you and...my friend? That you, um, play around?"

I stopped in my tracks, my hand still on the knob. I had no idea which
friend he was referring to - but that didn't matter. I surpressed a twinge
of guilt as I pictured my son and Luke outside in the cold car...but I am
not a man who let's a golden opportunity pass him by.

"Yes." I turned to face him. "Why do you ask?"

"Do you... think you could show me some time?"

I smiled at him and ruffled his hair. "How about now?"

"What about the movie?" he said, eyes wide. I noticed them dart down to my
crotch a few times.

"The movie can wait if you want to learn. We have time."

And with that, he nodded and led me up to his bedroom.

It was a blessing I"d had a good, rough fuck already that day, because Nick
got me insanely horny, but I was happy to go slow.

That being said, Nick was obviously super curious and must have been for a
while, because he hauled my cock out of my jeans before he even had his
coat off.

I did my usual thing of telling him to just look, not touch, while I
debriefed him on what we could do. His wide eyes searched my cock and balls
hungrily as I talked to him.

Luckily, Nick was an easygoing kid, and said my plan sounded great to him.

"Dive in then," I said. "Hands first."

He gently took my cock and held it as I grew in his hands. Though I'd just
shot a load in Luke a few minutes ago, I was pretty fucking horny to have a
new set of hands on my piece.

By the time the precum started to flow, I'd gotten Nick's jacket off and
moved him to the bed. I managed to undress him while he sucked my head,
tasting a man's cock for the first time in his life.

We'd graduated on to full face fucking by the time my cell phone rang for
the first time. Nick didn't notice it thanks to the out sloppy sucking
sounds he was making as he struggled to take my cock into his throat. But
he heard the buzz of the voicemail while he was licking my underhead.

"Do you need to get that?" he asked quietly.

I just grunted and climbed on top of him, intent on teaching him how I
liked to make out with boys like him.

By the time my phone was ringing for the sixth time, I was downright
annoyed. I was chowing down on that boy's pussy, and to my delight,
discovering that quiet little Nick could make some very loud squeals.

"Hold on there, kiddo," I said, getting up and marching down the hall to
Nick's parents room. I found a pair of his dad's sweatpants in the hamper,
which was all I needed to get outside.

Damn, the sun set early these days. It was already getting colder, and the
boys both looked happy to see me - despite the fact that they were
shivering.

"Where were you?" my son said angrily as I opened the back door. "Where's
Luke?"

I didn't answer him - just reached in the back seat and grabbed his cell
phone.

"Hey!" he shouted.

"If you're gonna abuse this thing, then I'll take it back," I said. "I'm
gonna be a bit longer. Just wait here."

And with that, I slammed the door in my son's face and headed back
inside. to pop Nick's cherry. I glanced back once to see their shocked
little faces staring at me, but my cock was too hard for me to really care
at that moment.

For the record, I don't regret this, even though it's a painful memory. I
feel guilty, but there's no way I can regret the pounding I got out of Nick
that day. The kid was a pro at taking cock - he loved it long, slow, and
deep.

We had a marathon session, and the worst part is - we both fell asleep! It
was just so comfortable and warm in his bed, and his naked skin felt so
soft, I needed a bit of a cuddle after the intense session (and two loads
he was now carrying around in his cunt).

We didn't make it to the movie - and Nick didn't even make it out of the
house. By the time I woke up, it was dark, and I knew i had to get both
Luke and my son back to a warm place. So after a few more minutes of making
out, I regretfully said goodbye to Nick - though it was far from the last
time for us.

And that's how I missed my son's birthday.