PAT [10/23/1999]

After hearing that I needed to settle down from everyone I knew, I decided to get a steady job and stick around town. I had been travelling around the US and Canada for three years and I supposed it was time to settle down. I found a job in a local factory that made car parts and even though it was shift work, it was ok.

My fellow workers were mostly young people like me but there were some older guys who had worked there for years. One of the older men was a foreman named Pat. He was a little Irishman about 60 years old. He was built a bit disproportionately with long legs and a short torso. His hair, or what was left of it, was still mostly dark brown with small spots of gray.

I took an immediate liking to Pat and did everything I could to stay on his good side. He was a bit of a prick and very few people liked him. The only people he was nice to were a few of the girls.

I watched him for almost two years as he strutted around and eventually I figured out that the best way to get to know Pat was to befriend the girls he was always talking to. Being fairly good looking and in terrific shape it wasn't hard to befriend some of the girls. To my surprise I found out that Pat would go out drinking with some of them after work sometimes.

After a few more months of socializing with the girls I finally got myself invited out for drinks at a local pub. I went with a girl named Bea and met Pat who showed up later.

That was the beginning of a series of drinking sessions. The more we met for drinks the more relaxed Pat became with me and the odd crowd that would gather.

Pat, you see was a straight as straight could be heterosexual and had several kids. I never let on that I was fond of him because he would have rejected any advance that even seemed gay.

We had gone out a dozen or so times before the night when I wound up alone in the bar with him. Everyone else had left and I stayed for as long as I could just to be with him. I use to fantasize about getting him so drunk that he would pass out. At which time I could ravage him. But he never seemed to be able to drink enough and lord knows I tried.

One night I had gone to the bathroom for a leak and as I was doing my thing he walked in and stood at the urinal next to me. I thought I was going to die. I was sure he could see my heart start to beat like a bird. He was yapping away in his drunken Irish slang and didn't pay any attention to the fact that I was staring at his cock. He pulled it out and started to piss. I was so thankful that he was holding himself up by placing both hands on the wall in front of him. His cock was long enough to droop over the urinal without pissing on the floor. I was in awe of his tool. It was as big around in its soft state as mine was when hard. There was too much skin for the head and took on a very wrinkled state. The head stuck out just about halfway. I stared long enough to get a good look but not so long that he would notice. Even drunk I thought he might notice and sever our relationship. That would have been horrible because I would still have to see him at work and I didn't want him blabbing to anyone about me being gay.Eventually our drinking parties got to the point where I would be driving him home. So one night I invited everyone back to my place for drinks. This was great for me because I hoped I could get him to sleep over. It never did work though.

The routine of having people over every weekend went on for months and I was getting very close to Bea and Pat. Pat had a thing for Bea but Bea wanted nothing to do with him. She considered him just a dirty old man. She often showed her affection for me but we never did anything. Mostly because I was always trying to figure out how to get Pat into bed.

One evening, everyone had left to go home except Bea and Pat. Pat had quite a few and was sitting on my couch going in and out of sleep. He wasn't passed out but tired from a long day at work.

Bea and I were sitting down, each in an easy chair. I went into the kitchen to refresh my drink and when I returned Bea was gone. I thought she had gone to the bathroom and didn't think anything of it. I sat back down in the chair that was directly facing Pat so that I could get a clear view of his crotch when Bea came back into the room. I could see from the direction she came from that she wasn't in the bathroom but my bedroom. She was completely naked and walked directly over to me, bent down, put her arms around my neck and began kissing me.

In between kisses she was telling me that she wanted me and began taking my shirt off. To my surprise I found myself enjoying it and began to play with her nipples. As we continued to fumble around with each other I heard Pat rustling on the couch. Bea didn't seem to care and I certainly didn't. It was turning me on to think that he was watching and so I decided to put on a show. Bea was bent over me with her legs spread wide so that I was able to slip my head down far enough to lick her nipples. As I did I could see Pat slide off the couch and kneel down behind Bea. He shuffled over until he was right under her. I couldn't tell if Bea was aware of his presence or not but she didn't move a muscle as he put his hands on her asscheeks.

I was straining my neck to see what he was doing. He lifted himself up until he was close enough then stuck his tongue on Bea's pussy. She pulled away as she let out a little whimper. But then she arched her back, tilted her pelvis and pushed her ass up in the air so that her pussy opened up for Pat. Pat began to lick her pussy and fuck her with his tongue. As he did, Bea began to gyrate against his advances all the while groaning in delight. I could see Pat was enjoying himself as he continued to tongue fuck Bea's pussy. I watched as he started to take off his pants. Before he could get them off Bea pushed back on his face so that she could get at my cock which was sticking straight out. Bea had managed to get my pants down around my ankles and proceded to take my cock in her mouth. As she sucked, Pat stood up behind her and finished pulling his pants off. He got them around his ankles then stepped out of them. His cock was only semi hard but it was huge compared to mine. It wasn't so much the length but the girth. About 8 inches long and twice as fat as mine. I kept looking back and forth from Bea to Pat and wishing that it was me that was going to be the receiver of that huge tool.

Pat began to rub his cock on Bea's ass and pussy as she sucked on my cock. Bea reached behind her and took Pat's cock in her hand. When she grabbed it she moaned in a delighted tone then arched her ass as high as she could in the air, inviting Pat to fuck her.

Pat had to hold onto his cock to guide it into Bea. When it forced her pussy open she cried with delight. She came off my cock and let out a loud groan. Oh how that must feel I thought as Pat plunged his cock into her hot, wet pussy.

I was free from Bea's grasp now and since I could no longer see much of anything I decided to change my position. I stood up and pulled Bea with me as I pushed the chair backwards allowing me to lay on my back on the floor. I spun around so that I was looking up at Bea's pussy in a 69 fashion. What a wonderful spectacle to see Pat's cock pumping in and out of Bea.

When I was in the right position I pulled Bea down towards me so that I could get my cock in her mouth once more. When I did she lurched forward which caused Pat's cock to come out of her. His cock made a big sucking sound when it flopped out of Bea. I was able to lift up my head and stick my tongue in her pussy and taste the juices that Pat had worked up. As I continued to tongue her pussy I could see Pat's cock coming back to its roost. Pat was back on his knees and was inching towards his target with a raging hardon. There was no need for guidance this time as his cock neared. I didn't care at this point so I placed the tip of my nose at the base of his cock and used my nose to guide his cock towards Bea's pussy. I had a close up view of his cock as it slid back in. He forced it about halfway in before Bea started to groan. He paused then pulled out about 2 inches then back in up to his balls. When he was all the way in Bea let out a long loud cry of delight. She began to push against Pat's cock with each thrust until they were slamming against each other with me close enough so that Pat's balls were slapping against my face.

Bea continued to groan and pant wildly and loudly culminating in one long shrill shriek, simultaneously orgasming and releasing her cum so that it squirted down Pat's shaft as he pumped in and out.

As Bea came I could see her pussy muscles tighten against Pat's cock. He kept pumping as he repositioned himself. He had his knees all the way under Bea now and I was able to rest my head between them. He was fucking straight up now and each thrust was lifting Bea off the floor.

It wasn't long before Bea began to groan and whimper again. Only this time her voice was more of a scream than a moan. I thought the neighbours would hear, she was so loud.

Bea continued to scream as Pat pounded away with his cock thrusting in and out in long pounding strokes. Now Pat was starting to moan and grunt. A few more thrusts and he began to call out obscenities mixed with loud oohs and ahhs.

I could see Bea's cunt tighten against Pat's cock as she had her second orgasm and I watched as Pat's big balls tightened against his pelvis as he began to deliver his load into Bea. The combination was too much for Bea's already filled hole and his cum poured out Bea's pussy and down his cock. When it pooled at his bag I couldn't resist the temptation and stuck my tongue out to catch it.

When I did, Pat must have realized what I was doing and he pulled his cock out of Bea and with his hand he bent it down and pushed it in my mouth. "There's still some left for you" he said as he leaned forward enough for me to suck on him. As I did he pushed Bea's head forward onto my cock. I could feel Pat squeezing out the last few gobs of cum into my mouth as Bea started sucking my cock. She had only to make one or two strokes before I unloaded in her mouth. She kept sucking until I was dry and then lifted her head. Only when she was done did I allow Pat's cock to slide out of my mouth. As it did Pat manipulated it so that it slid up my face and through my hair before he pulled back and began to pull himself together.

I lay there watching him as the last droplets of cum were falling from Bea's pussy and landing on my face. I wanted to go at it right away again and I think Bea did as well but we both followed Pat's lead and proceeded to get cleaned up and get dressed. We all then sat around quietely with another drink.

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