I Butt-Banged My Best Friend’s Dad: Gay Taboo Sauna Sex

By Tosh Turner

One of the hottest stories you will ever read.  Gay sauna sex ending in a mind-blowing climax. It starts off as just another day for Ben, the young massage therapist with those skilful hands, working on his clients, working his magic and offering his 'special extras'.

But later, in the afternoon, he is called to take over from another therapist who has been called away. What happens next surprises, shocks and delights him when he discovers that the client on the massage table, greedily accepting the extra service, is one of his best friend's dad, a muscle-bound, tattooed  hunk, unrecognisable to him coming home from a 6 month shift working away on the rigs.

Taboo subject matter –This story is graphically detailed to stimulate, arouse and satisfy; a whole world away from the usual 'boy meets boy' type of read which makes it such a compelling, stand out story by best selling erotic author,  Author Tosh Turner who excels in hardcore and taboo story lines. Detailed, hard and explicit and aimed at broadminded adults and over 18's only. If you are searching for real Gay hardcore, you just found it. One handed reading guaranteed. 5 Star Rated- Don't miss! Scroll down to order now.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Tosh Turner
• Release date: Nov 10, 2019
• ISBN: 9781393161561

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I Butt-Banged My Best Friend’s Dad

Gay Taboo Sauna Sex

This is about me and my friend’s dad, Jimmy; I guess you could say it’s a confession. Well, not a confession exactly, that’s not quite right. It’s about something that happened between us that came about by sheer fluke, a complete accident; it happened at the place where I work. But it was such an unbelievable experience and one that I will never forget. And if ever anyone got to find out about it, especially my real close pal Mark, that’s Jimmy’s son, I’d be a dead man walking; he’d go apeshit. So, I suppose this is a confession really; I’m trying to clear my conscience.

Let me explain what I do; I’m a qualified massage therapist and I’m employed in a top grade salon. No riff raff at my place, only what you might call the more demanding type of clients.

But here’s the best bit about it all. I love to get my hands on those straight guys, there’s so many come in here and some of them are absolutely mind blowing; those are the special ones that I always do my best to have my way with, building them up slowly to the point of surrender with my skilful oily caress and then striking before they have the chance to change their mind and refuse my offer of ‘extras’. It’s my main goal in life. Some I win, but most I don’t. But that’s part of the fun, right?

I’m a big well made boy, aged twenty three, pushing twenty four in a couple of months, so not even in my prime yet. They all reckon I’m a good looker and who am I to disagree? Standing just short of six feet tall, thick set, shoulder length thick black hair, dark eyes and body-toned. In my time off work I use the gym, hence the muscled look I have.

I get plenty of dick, no worries about that. In fact I could get my hands on fresh meat every night if I wanted to. I’m not being big headed; it’s just that I get offered out all the time and I rarely refuse. But my driving ambition is always to fuck straight guys, and if that guy is married it takes me even higher, right up to the highest pleasure zone ever known to man.

I’m saying this like it’s easy, because I assure you it ain’t. Most straights put up a hell of a battle, moaning and objecting to my offer of ‘hand relief or extras’; in fact I reckon my hit rate runs around 2 or 3% at the most, so like I say, it ain’t easy. But as my dear old mom used to say, anything in life that’s worth having don’t come without a struggle.

And what happened that time when Mark’s dad came into the place, not knowing that I worked there, was a real piece of luck; for me maybe more than him. Surprisingly I broke down his guard quite quickly and he gave in easy.

Anyway, let’s not jump too far ahead; let’s cut the bullshit and start at