I’m thankful that my best friend, Grant, let me stay over as often as I wanted to. Things were hard back at home, and I’ll admit it was nice to be somewhere that had enough money for food (And a nice big house helped too, I’ll admit)

However, this time, Grant wasn’t home. I’ve stayed over before when he’s been away, and getting the chance to oogle at his dad, Mr. Reid, always helps put my mind at ease. He treated me like I was part of the family, and didn’t seem to show any concern if I showed up like a stray cat looking for a place to crash for a few days. Since his wife left a few years ago, I don’t think he minds the extra company.

Despite all that, I scrounged for food when nobody was around, or late at night when I knew nobody else was awake. I guess I’m still a stray cat, after all. It was around midnight, and after finding myself wanting something to eat, I snuck downstairs, making my way to the kitchen before I saw some movement on the other side of the room, still bathed in darkness.

Mr. Reid, Grant’s dad, smiled, looking over at me from across the kitchen. In the dark, I could make out his beefy frame, going towards the fridge to get a late-night snack like I was. His voice pierced through the darkness, clear and confident.

“You know, you don’t have to sneak around if you’re hungry. If you need something, just come get it.”

The fridge opened, and as the dull light from within illumined us both, I could see that Mr. Reid was totally naked - His body was on full display, with his belly in full view. I was too stunned to speak, and was thankful that it was still dark enough to hide the embarrassment rushing to my cheeks.

“Like I said...” Mr. Reid continued, pulling out a drink and popping the top. “Anything you want, just come get it.”

He turned to face me, taking a sip as I got an even better chance to look over his frame - His cock was at half-mast. He chuckled, sensing where my eyes were looking, and slowly brought a hand down to his dick, playing with the head and tugging on his foreskin. Was he teasing me? My brain went into overdrive, and I was at a total loss for words.

“Is there anything I can get you, boy?”

I stared at his cock, transfixed, silent for what felt like hours, before finding enough energy to shake my head, mumbling something and leaving the room. Mr. Reid stayed there for a moment, taking a few more sips before heading off to bed himself. Thank god Grant wasn’t home. I ran back to his room, closed the door and jerked off immediately after, humping pillows out of frustration for not going for it and replaying what I saw over and over again. Holy fuck.

I eventually passed out, but I’d get another chance soon after to make my move...