maturedadsandmen: destinfriends: GORGEOUS MAN WITH A GREAT SMILE AND BEAUTIFUL EYESI think I fir
maturedadsandmen: destinfriends: GORGEOUS MAN WITH A GREAT SMILE AND BEAUTIFUL EYES I think I first fell in lust with him the day that we went out on the Gulf on a fishing trip and he got in the water to help retrieve the cage and bring in what had been caught. As he stood there, posing for a picture with a proud smile on his face, I saw him in a new light. Up until then, he’d always just been my father-in-law, Matt. Stern, but friendly. Fiercely protective of his family, particularly his daughter, which is why - although we got a along and had fun together - he was always hard on me…wanting to make sure I cared for his little girl the way she deserved to be taken care of. But seeing him standing there on the boat with his wetsuit peeled down, showing off his hairy and toned chest, I felt a stirring in my crotch. I’d always thought of Matt as a handsome guy, but never really saw him in a sexual light until that moment. It’s amazing the little things that catch us and make our minds wander in directions they’d never gone before… From then on, Matt was all that seemed to be on my mind. I didn’t recognize myself anymore, because I’d never been as fixated on one person as I was on him. I had to have him. And nothing else seemed to matter to me but figuring out a way to make that happen. I started being a little more touchy-feely with him. Nothing too overt…just the occasional pat on the back - or maybe a rub on his back - and I’d touch his arm from time to time if the situation warranted it. The first few times I started this Touch Campaign, so to speak, I noticed Matt looked at me oddly, as if he was trying to figure out what in the hell had gotten into me. But he never said a word about it or give me the impression that he didn’t like it and wanted me to stop doing it. In fact, after a while, he started reciprocating. In a way, it brought Matt and I closer. Usually, he only spent time with me because I was “there.” He was really there to see his daughter and his grandkids. It wasn’t about me. But lately, he’s been pulling me into guys-only activities; things like watching a game on TV, helping him work on the car, and most recently, that fishing trip in the Gulf. Things took an unexpected turn when Matt sprung to drive us all up to the mountains north of Atlanta for a camping trip. For the first few days, everything was relatively normal. One night, after the rest of the family had turned in, Matt and I sat around the fire we’d made in the backyard of the cabin to make S’mores for the kids and just talked. Okay, we drank beer and talked… At one point, Matt and made a joke and we were both laughing. The next thing I knew, he had his arm around my shoulder and was looking at me with “the look.” I was sure something was about to happen when he suddenly ended things and suggested we put out the fire and hit the sack. Yeah…the fire was doused that night, all right… Late the next afternoon, while my wife was getting ready to take our kids down to the lake to go swimming, Matt asked me if I wanted to accompany him on a hike in the woods. My son overheard and begged us to let him come along. Something in Matt’s eyes told me that maybe he had something planned while we were off alone together, so I did my best “Father Knows Best” routine and promised my son that he, Grandpa, and I would go on a hike together before the camping trip was over and that I needed him to go with his mom and sister to the lake to keep an eye on them and protect them. My son beamed with pride and ran off to get ready for the lake. Matt seemed to be impressed with how I handled the situation, which made me proud that I’d impressed him. About two hours later, we were still on our hike. It felt like we’d been walking up a hill forever. I’m no marathon runner, or anything, but I like to think I keep myself in shape. However, this killer hill we were walking up was taking its toll on me. I was a hot and sweaty mess. I looked over at Matt and he appeared to be in the same condition. Just when I thought we might both pass out, Matt defies my expectations and taps me on the arm. “Hey… Race you to that group of rocks!” Before I could react one way or the other, he took off ahead of me. Not to be outdone, I tried to shake off how tired I was and darted after him. I was no match for him. By the time I caught up to him, panting, even more sweaty, and feeling on the verge of collapse, Matt had seated himself proudly on one of the rocks and was chuckling at me, getting a kick out of beating his son-in-law, 25 years his junior. “Come on, old man,” he ribbed me as he patted the rock next to him. “Have a seat down here. I’ve got some Icy Hot and Horse Liniment you can rub on your body to help with those aches and pains.” “Jackass!” I sputtered out as I sat down. I reached over and gave him a pat on the back, which morphed into a rub. “If we’d started at the same time, I’d have beaten you, hands down!” “I doubt it, buddy boy,” Matt laughed. “But if you’d like a rematch, I’m game.” “Sure! Let’s just do it in a couple days, when I’ve had a chance to recover from this death march you led me on for the past couple hours.” Matt laughed again. “It hasn’t been that bad, has it?” “No. Actually, it’s been really nice.” I wasn’t referring to the hike itself, but more about just being alone and spending time with him. Matt and I looked at each other and he smiled at me. Just like the other night at the campfire, he had “the look” in his eyes. I was sure something was about to happen. And then I was foiled, yet again. Matt glanced off to the side and then pointed at the sky. "Look at the sunset over there. Absolutely gorgeous!“ I’d been so wrapped-up in being with Matt that I hadn’t even realized it was around time for sunset. “Yeah. What a sight. When I’m home, I never take the time to just stop and watch the sun set. Beautiful” As I was sitting there, watching nature’s majesty on full display, I felt Matt’s hand on my back, rubbing it. Then, his hand crept up and his arm ended up being draped around my shoulders. "I can’t think of anything more spectacular or special than this,“ he said softly. It was then that I noticed the hand that was on my far shoulder was pulling me toward him. I turned at looked at him and there it was again: "the look.” There was no way I was getting robbed of what was about to happen for a third time! I leaned forward and put my lips on his, giving him a soft, sensual kiss. I pulled back slightly, so my lips were still just inches from his and he followed me, continuing our kiss. As our kiss continued on, getting more and more passionate, we turned toward each other and touched. My hands rubbed across his shirt-covered chest while he brought both of his hands up and explored the musculature of my back. Then, as suddenly, as it happened. The kiss ended. I thought we were breaking to take things to another level, so I started to pull my shirt over my head. That’s when Matt stopped me. “We probably shouldn’t…” “No, Matt. Don’t give me the ‘it’s wrong. You’re married to my daughter’ speech.” Now that we’d started this, I sure as hell wasn’t going to let it end so quickly…at least not without a fight. He chuckled at me. "That wasn’t what I was gonna say. I was gonna say, I don’t know what kind of wildlife is out here in the woods and the hills. I don’t want some coyote to come along and mistake us for his dinner.“ “Damn! I hate it when you make a good point. What are we gonna do about what just happened, though?” If I had any thoughts that Matt was going to put an end to it and insist that we shove our feelings down for the sake of the family, I was proven wrong when he leaned in and kissed me softly again. "I think we’ll send Lisa and the kids to that General Store in that town about 15 miles away for some food. Then, while they’re gone, maybe we’ll see what more fun there is to be had beyond a kiss.“ “I like the way you think, Matt.” We kissed again. And, as if on cue, an owl hooted in the distance, causing us to break apart. “I think we’d better head back. Besides, they’re probably wondering where we are.” “Yeah. Let’s go.” As we walked back the way we’d come, Matt had his hand on my ass and I had mine around his back. Tomorrow couldn’t come soon enough for me… -- source link