Dilf Patrol

Devon Stories, Pt 1

Devon and I stayed in touch after college and became even better friends once our lives settled down and we began to focus on our careers. I was Best Man at his wedding two years ago and got along really well with his wife and her wealthy parents; they joked that I was a stabilizing influence on their daughter's husband. You see, Devon had a reputation as a womanizer before he met his future wife and, seeing what he looks like, it's obvious he could get as much pussy as he wanted whenever he wanted it. And Devon had an insatiable appetite for pussy all through college, so even I was surprised when he settled down so young.

His wife got pregnant almost immediately after they got married and so, with a brand new baby to take up all his wife's time this year, Devon invited me up to his cottage to spend a week with the three of them and her parents over the 4th of July weekend. I'd heard a lot about the big, well-appointed cabin they had up north and jumped at the chance. 

Our first couple of days fell into a pleasant routine of hiking, canoeing, and driving Devon's truck to the nearby town for provisions and an evening beer. We were both goodlooking guys and attracted a lot of attention from the townies. Sleepy small-town farming communities are reliably full of big, beefy farm boys, and Devon caught me eyeing up one of the handsome rural bucks. He gave me a nudge on the shoulder and chuckled.

"Hey, are we ever gonna talk about you being gay? You never talk about it with me and I've never met one of your boyfriends" Devon looked me straight in the eye and I felt my heart start pounding in my chest. I had hesitated telling him I was out of the closet because then I'd have to admit my attraction to him over these past six years. "Um, sorry I haven't opened up to you about it. It's just not something I'm comfortable talking to you about," I stammered. The reality was that I'd been carrying a torch for Devon ever since we met during our sophomore year. During college I'd kept my attraction to guys private as I was hopeful that it was "just a phase I'd outgrow". Nope. Perpetually horny for cock. Girls pursued me, as did a few guys, but I was too afraid to deal with it. Once I graduated from college and moved to the city, I quickly came to confront my same-sex attraction - what a wild, slutty couple of years that was! - and eventually told my family and circle of local friends. 

"You haven't met any of my boyfriends because I've only ever had short flings. I've been too busy getting myself established at work. Haven't had time to do more than have the odd fuckbuddy or two."

Devon got wide-eyed when I mentioned having fuckbuddies. "Or TWO! At the same time? You dirty lil slut," he laughed. I laughed, too. "So did you ever, y'know, date guys when we were at school?" Devon was looking down as he said that last part; I could tell that this was the only way he could broach this subject. I put my hand on his forearm, knowing that if there was ever a time to have this conversation, it had to be now. "Devon, for real, for me it's always been you." His eyes looked up to meet mine; he put his hand on top of my own, "I think I kinda know that already?" he said. I nodded slowly, then suggested we finish our beers and head back to the cabin as it was starting to get dark.

We picked up a few last things we'd need for the next day's meals. We kept the conversation to what it's like having a newborn in the house (noisy, no sleep) and how it's changing things. "It's good! I like coming home and having Jenny waiting for me. She's going stir-crazy though being on this mat-leave. She cannot wait to get back to work; she's got what she calls 'baby brain' and thinks she's getting stupider. What sucks, though, is that she's always too tired for sex. I get it, so I don't push her, but I'm getting tired of rubbing one out twice a day, y'know? We used to fuck all. the. time. Even when she was in her last month of pregnancy. Now all I do is work, go to the gym, wank, and sleep."

By now, dusk had turned to darkness and, being in the country, there were no streetlights on the dusty roads back to the cabin. This talk of sex - or Devon's lack thereof - changed the air in the truck. The silence was broken when Devon continued, "Y'know, back in college, guys on my rugby team would sometimes help each other out. It was no biggie; just getting off." The truck rumbled along on the gravel road, bouncing gently. "Would you believe me if I told you that on more than one occasion, when fooling around with one of my teammates, I'd imagined that it was you I was fucking?" I felt my eyes get wide with surprise.

"Devon, are you telling me that back in college we could have hooked up? I had no idea." 

"Yeah, well, rugby is kinda a closed circle. Guys do stuff within the team that never happens outside of it. Coach Smith told us it was sorta like when guys fuck each other in prison or the military - just a normal way for straight guys to let off steam."

This conversation had taken a turn that had my cock getting hard. My ass had also started to twitch. "Ever hook up with guys since college?" I asked.

"Naw. No need. Plenty of pussy out there waiting for fat meat like mine," Devon turned a bit towards me, smirked and winked, "Know what I mean?" The truck started to slow down as Devon pulled over into a deserted rest area. He turned off the truck and undid his seatbelt. He turned towards me, reaching his left arm across and behind my neck, pulling me into a kiss.

"Dude, what the fuck," I said as I pulled away. "You're just horny. You haven't had a proper lay in ages. That's all." Devon continued to paw at me, dropping his hand down to twist my nipple as he pushed himself onto me again, kissing me hard.

"Just let it happen, ok? I need to fuck something bro. Let me give you this."

Devon was pulling my t-shirt up over my head and feeling me up at the same time. I didn't put up any resistance.

"Let's get in the flatbed," Devon said as he opened his door and stepped out of the truck. "C'mon!"

I undid my seatbelt, got out of the truck, and pulled off my shorts and tossed them on the seat with my t-shirt. I thought about it for a moment, then took off my underwear, too. I stood for a moment in just my Converse sneakers before working up the courage to join Devon in the flatbed.

The only illumination was from a single light over the rest stop's rustic outhouse. Devon was already naked, aside from his hiking boots, by the time I got to the back of the truck. The gate creaked as he let it down. We stood there, making out, as I wondered how this had happened so quickly. Our hard-ons bashed against each other as we stood wrestling in an embrace.

Devon lifted me up and sat me on the gate. "Perfect," he said as he looked at me. He then surprised me by bending down and taking my cock in his mouth. He really knew how to give a blowjob, taking me all the way to the base. I began to wonder just how much experience Dev had with his rugby teammates when he came up off my cock and began to put my nuts in his mouth, licking and slobbering all over them. He proceeded to push my legs up so he could rim me. Man, he really loved slurping at my cunt. 

"Dev, oh my god. Jesus," was all I could stammer. Soon one finger, then another joined Devon's tongue at my hole. He pulled up briefly, "Gotta get this wide open so I don't hurt you, bro," Dev said before adding more spit and a third finger to my stretching hole.

I couldn't believe what was happening. A man I had a crush on for years - a straight man - was eating me out and getting me ready to take what looked to be eight thick inches of uncut cock. I love getting fucked but I felt especially electric with Dev taking care to prepare me for what was coming.

Devon withdrew his fingers from my cunt and I watched him spit a couple times into his hand. "You ready for this? Ready to get fucked? I'm so horned dude, I'm gonna pound you real good."

I pulled my legs up and craned my neck to watch Devon line up his cock, glistening by the dim light of the rest stop. He wrapped his left hand tightly around my cock and balls as he lined up his hard-on with my pucker. "Gonna get you pregnant, too, bro," Dev said as he entered me. He pushed all the way through until he hit bottom and I could feel his balls against me.

I felt so full of cock. It was everything to me. Each time he glided along my prostate, I fought the urge to cum. Dev grasped my ankles in his hands, giving him leverage to arch my cunt to his perfect stroke. He let go of one of my legs to run a hand through his hair, "Man, I love fucking dudes. I can really give'er you know?" Dev grunted. He climbed on top of me as I pulled my legs apart for him. "You're so tight. I'm gonna make good use of this hole while you're up here buddy. You won't mind, will you?" He said that in a leering way, which got me hot. I loved being used while getting fucked. Dev pounded away, holding himself up with his right arm while he wrapped his left hand around my throat. "Tell me when you cum and I'll choke you tighter," he said. The idea of that kinky action was enough to make his pumping against my prostate push me over the edge. I hadn't even touched my own cock during this whole encounter.

"C-cumming!" I yelled a little too loudly. Dev kept his left hand on my throat as he shifted his right hand to place it over my mouth, along with all of his weight. "Shut the fuck up," he hissed. Devon picked up his pace as I shot load after load of cum between us. He choked me with both hands as he stuck his tongue in my mouth, pounding his nut into me as my cunt clenched tightly around his cock. "Oh fuck, oh fuck," he hissed into my ear as he emptied himself. I felt myself begin to black out and go limp, which must have been Devon's cue to ease up on his choke-hold. He lay on top of me, both of us sweaty and heaving from the exertion; his pumping slowing to a halt as I gasped for air.

"You're a hot fuck, man," he said between breaths. "Thanks, I really needed that."

Devon rolled off of me, his still-hard cock exiting my now-gaping cunt with a wet plop. I could feel cum running out of me. We laid beside each other looking up at the sky. His hand found mine. "Really. Thanks. I was going crazy not getting any action." Devon and I laid a while longer before remembering that his wife and in-laws would be wondering what happened to us. Dev grabbed an oil-covered rag from the glove compartment and handed it to me, "We're gonna reek like cum when we get back," he said with a chuckle. I cleaned myself up as best I could as we got dressed.

Driving the last few miles to the cabin, Dev turned to me, "So, when I'm in the city on business, should I expense a hotel like I usually do, or should I stay with you?"

"Stay with me," I said. "I've got a deep itch that likes a good scratch."

"Maybe you could get one or two of your fuckbuddies to join us next time I'm in town. Would love to treat you like a whore with a couple other guys keeping your holes busy."

I couldn't believe how filthy Devon was being now that we'd cleared the air, so to speak.

"Sure, that would be hot. I could take you to a leather club I like to go to. Guys would line up to see somebody like you put a little slut like me to rough use. You curious about leather?" I asked.

"I already have some leather gear," Dev said. "Jenny likes me to tie her up and fuck her rough while I'm wearing a harness and gauntlets. She also likes roleplaying. Y'know, 'mechanic and broken-down car', or 'Daddy and stepdaughter', or 'kidnap rape', y'know, sorta taboo stuff."

I reached across the seat of the truck and felt that Devon was again rock-hard. "You're full of surprises," I said.

"You have no idea," Dev said as we pulled up beside the cabin.

"How about tomorrow I take you on a long hike after breakfast?" Devon said with a wink as we stepped onto the porch towards the door of the cabin.

to be continued...