Part 1 - Introduction
Daniel has been friends with Oliver, whom everyone usually calls Ollie, for a while now. They met around five years ago in a bar. They were both by themselves. Daniel was supposed to go with a friend (Liam) that night, but Liam canceled lastminute. There’s an age gap between Daniel and Oliver, of 11 years to be precise. Ollie is 39 years old now, Daniel is 28.
The age gap has never bothered either of them, never. They both have a lot of the same interests, the same mindset and they actually just don’t care. If it clicks, it clicks. There is one ‘big’ difference though; Daniel is bisexual, Ollie is straight.
Ever since the night the two met, they hang out at least once a month. But most of the time more often. One night, the men were hanging out at Ollie’s place, listening to some music, drinking some beers and just having a good ol’ time.
Part 2 - The Tease
“Man, what should we do? Stay here or go into town?” Daniel asks Ollie. Ollie is visibly thinking about what he wants and eventually gives an answer. “I guess we can stay here tonight. It’s been an expensive couple of months. My birthday, Christmas, New Year’s…” sums Ollie up. “Alright, fine by me. You want another beer then?” Without even answering the question, Ollie hands his empty beer bottle to Daniel and Daniel walks to the small kitchen, puts the empty beer bottles on the kitchen counter and grabs two new ones out of the fridge. “Here you go man.” They both take a sip, which is followed by a silence of a couple of seconds. Ollie breaks the silence. “Have you fucked someone recently? Had any luck?” Daniel nods his head. “No man, it’s been very silent these past couple of months.” Daniel wishes he had sex recently. He has major blue balls. “Yeah, same for me. There was this girl a couple of weeks ago. She was really pretty and all, I really tried to win her over, but damn did she give me a hard time.” Daniel chuckles. “Don’t sweat man, you’ve been luckier than me these past couple of months.” Ollie agrees. Again, there is a couple seconds of silence. This time, Daniel breaks the silence. “I got major blue balls though, it’s insane.”
“There’s only one way to fix that man, if you don’t count fucking.”
“I know, I’ve jerked off several times this week. But still, it’s not working. I really need somebody else to fix this, I’m afraid.” Daniel can see Ollie checking him out from head to toe, followed by a small doubt. He wonders what Ollie’s gonna say, but nothing. Instead, Daniel drops his beer and it spills all over his lap. “Shit!” he screams. Daniel jumps out of his chair and puts the beer on the coffee table. He tries to dry his pants, but too much beer has spilled for it to be able to dry quickly. “I’m so sorry Ollie, there’s beer all over your chair now.”
“Don’t worry, it’ll be fine.” Ollie walks to the kitchen and comes back with two towels. He gives one towel to Daniel and tries to clean the chair with the other towel. “I think the damage will be small. Oh and you can borrow some sweats from me.” He walks into his bedroom to grab a pair of sweats and comes back. “Come on, drop your pants mister.” Daniel pulls down his pants, but when they’re at his knees he remembers he’s not wearing any underwear. Once again (yeah, it has happened before) Daniel was out of clean underwear, so he decided to go commando for the day. “Oh sorry, I completely forgot about this.” Ollie laughs. “Don’t worry mate. And damn, you are big. How big are you?”
“Wait, you’ve never seen me nude before?” He could’ve sworn he had. “No, at least not that I can remember. And I would’ve remembered this. So, how big?”
“Can you just please give me those sweats?” Daniel’s still standing there, with his pants at his knees. “Not before you answer me, it’s rude to ignore your host’s question.” Daniel really doesn’t want to answer this question, it’s kind of awkward. But he also just wants to wear a pair of pants again. “Around 8 inches hard. Now give me those sweats, Ollie.” He starts walking towards Daniel, still looking at his dick. “Can I touch it?”
“No, are you mad?” Luckily, Ollie is close enough to Daniel to grab the sweats out of his hands. He quickly pulls down his own pants completely off his legs and puts on the clean pair of sweats. “Going commando in my pants, nice.”
“What happened to you? Why are you interested in my dick, all of the sudden? Or in any dick at all?”
“Don’t worry, I’m just teasing you mate. And by the way, your bed partners are very lucky.” Daniel gets red. “Well, thank you. So, how big are you?”
“Well, I’m not gonna tell you!”
“Are you serious? I just told you how big mine is. The last you could do is tell me how big yours is.”
“Fair enough, but I’m still not gonna tell you.” Before Daniel can fight back again, Ollie unbuckles his belt, button and unzips. What the hell is happening here? Ollie pulls his jeans down and there it is: a hard dick, in all its full glory. In its full, 7 inches glory.
Daniel has been friends with Oliver, whom everyone usually calls Ollie, for a while now. They met around five years ago in a bar. They were both by themselves. Daniel was supposed to go with a friend (Liam) that night, but Liam canceled lastminute. There’s an age gap between Daniel and Oliver, of 11 years to be precise. Ollie is 39 years old now, Daniel is 28.
The age gap has never bothered either of them, never. They both have a lot of the same interests, the same mindset and they actually just don’t care. If it clicks, it clicks. There is one ‘big’ difference though; Daniel is bisexual, Ollie is straight.
Ever since the night the two met, they hang out at least once a month. But most of the time more often. One night, the men were hanging out at Ollie’s place, listening to some music, drinking some beers and just having a good ol’ time.
Part 2 - The Tease
“Man, what should we do? Stay here or go into town?” Daniel asks Ollie. Ollie is visibly thinking about what he wants and eventually gives an answer. “I guess we can stay here tonight. It’s been an expensive couple of months. My birthday, Christmas, New Year’s…” sums Ollie up. “Alright, fine by me. You want another beer then?” Without even answering the question, Ollie hands his empty beer bottle to Daniel and Daniel walks to the small kitchen, puts the empty beer bottles on the kitchen counter and grabs two new ones out of the fridge. “Here you go man.” They both take a sip, which is followed by a silence of a couple of seconds. Ollie breaks the silence. “Have you fucked someone recently? Had any luck?” Daniel nods his head. “No man, it’s been very silent these past couple of months.” Daniel wishes he had sex recently. He has major blue balls. “Yeah, same for me. There was this girl a couple of weeks ago. She was really pretty and all, I really tried to win her over, but damn did she give me a hard time.” Daniel chuckles. “Don’t sweat man, you’ve been luckier than me these past couple of months.” Ollie agrees. Again, there is a couple seconds of silence. This time, Daniel breaks the silence. “I got major blue balls though, it’s insane.”
“There’s only one way to fix that man, if you don’t count fucking.”
“I know, I’ve jerked off several times this week. But still, it’s not working. I really need somebody else to fix this, I’m afraid.” Daniel can see Ollie checking him out from head to toe, followed by a small doubt. He wonders what Ollie’s gonna say, but nothing. Instead, Daniel drops his beer and it spills all over his lap. “Shit!” he screams. Daniel jumps out of his chair and puts the beer on the coffee table. He tries to dry his pants, but too much beer has spilled for it to be able to dry quickly. “I’m so sorry Ollie, there’s beer all over your chair now.”
“Don’t worry, it’ll be fine.” Ollie walks to the kitchen and comes back with two towels. He gives one towel to Daniel and tries to clean the chair with the other towel. “I think the damage will be small. Oh and you can borrow some sweats from me.” He walks into his bedroom to grab a pair of sweats and comes back. “Come on, drop your pants mister.” Daniel pulls down his pants, but when they’re at his knees he remembers he’s not wearing any underwear. Once again (yeah, it has happened before) Daniel was out of clean underwear, so he decided to go commando for the day. “Oh sorry, I completely forgot about this.” Ollie laughs. “Don’t worry mate. And damn, you are big. How big are you?”
“Wait, you’ve never seen me nude before?” He could’ve sworn he had. “No, at least not that I can remember. And I would’ve remembered this. So, how big?”
“Can you just please give me those sweats?” Daniel’s still standing there, with his pants at his knees. “Not before you answer me, it’s rude to ignore your host’s question.” Daniel really doesn’t want to answer this question, it’s kind of awkward. But he also just wants to wear a pair of pants again. “Around 8 inches hard. Now give me those sweats, Ollie.” He starts walking towards Daniel, still looking at his dick. “Can I touch it?”
“No, are you mad?” Luckily, Ollie is close enough to Daniel to grab the sweats out of his hands. He quickly pulls down his own pants completely off his legs and puts on the clean pair of sweats. “Going commando in my pants, nice.”
“What happened to you? Why are you interested in my dick, all of the sudden? Or in any dick at all?”
“Don’t worry, I’m just teasing you mate. And by the way, your bed partners are very lucky.” Daniel gets red. “Well, thank you. So, how big are you?”
“Well, I’m not gonna tell you!”
“Are you serious? I just told you how big mine is. The last you could do is tell me how big yours is.”
“Fair enough, but I’m still not gonna tell you.” Before Daniel can fight back again, Ollie unbuckles his belt, button and unzips. What the hell is happening here? Ollie pulls his jeans down and there it is: a hard dick, in all its full glory. In its full, 7 inches glory.
