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I didn't think Dad would actually do it. He had told me that he was horny and when I offered to help him I was only half joking so he didn't think I was a freak.
"Oh shit," I said sitting on the couch in his office.
We lived alone together so it wasn't a problem getting caught, just the possible guilt after the deed I guess.
"You said you wanted to see it," he laughed a bit nervously.
"I did, I mean I do," I said looking at his cock.
I didn't dare look up yet, I was too scared. For now it was just a cock, a nice cock, that's all. It wasn't Dads, it was just there, I tried to convince myself.
Without thinking I reached out and took hold of it and started stroking him. Shit, I was too horny to change my mind or think any differently.
"Oh," Dad said under his breath.
I couldn't help but to look up at him when I heard him. He had a face I had never seen on him, he was in the same boat I was horny and couldn't think. We connected eyes and he blushed and smiled, I did the same.
"It's big," I said jerking him off, my heart beating fast.
"You like it?" He asked me.
I nodded yes and opened my mouth and looked up at him and let him make the next move. He pointed it towards me and put it in my mouth. I closed and felt the feel and taste of my own father for the first time as he let out a sigh.
"Jesus, Matt," he said as I began to suck. "This is crazy."
I agreed but my mouth was full to properly respond. Instead I began to suck my Dad and gave into the fact that this was happening and it was going to be okay.
I sucked and bobbed all over him, going hard and fast as I couldn't help myself. I needed cock and it didn't matter who's it was.
"Matt, I'm not going to last..." was all I heard before a flood of cum filled my mouth and I naturally gulped down. "Oh god!" Dad moaned.
It fucking tasted amazing, sweet and salty, just the way I liked. I moved my hand up and down as I milked him for all he had, a truly big load that was exactly what I wanted.
It ran down my chin as I kept going until he got too sensitive to keep going.
"Crap," I said as I pulled off and took deep breaths.
"You good?" Dad asked, concerned with what we had done.
"I'm great," I said, and grabbed his cock again and licked and played with it some more. "This happening is perfect, for both of us," I told him. "You okay?"
He smiled big, and nodded yes. "As long as you are, so am I."
"Okay bud, get the condom out and roll it a little bit with your fingers so you know which side goes on first," Dad said as he held his hard dick straight up.
I did what he said and opened it from the corner and felt the lightly lubed latex on my fingers. I dropped the empty packet on the floor, I was a bit nervous and excited about this whole experience.
Not wanting to assume anything I extended my arm, trying to hand it to Dad so he could show me how to roll it on.
"It's okay, you could do it," he said casually, as if I wasn't going to have to touch his cock to do it. "Place it on the tip and then use your fingers to push and roll it down on me."
"Okay," I replied softly, not wanting to sound too eager that I was going to touch him.
I scooted my chair so that I was sitting with one of my legs between his. Reaching over I put the condom on the tip of his dick, he throbbed and moved a bit as I touched him.
He was so big, I had seen it soft plenty of times but never like this. He kept his cock straight up as I used my fingers to move the condom down over him. He looked up at me a couple times and then right back down at himself. I put my cupped hand over the tip of his dick and push down, feeling my father's cock in my grip.
"Perfect, keep rolling it down like that with your hand," he coached me.
I felt him pulse in my hand, I was making him feel good by my touch, and there was no way around it.
"How far down?" I asked as it was 75% down his length.
"To the base, keep using your grip, stroke it downward... Yeah, just like that," he said with a strange tone in his voice. "Remember when you are putting it on you have to stay hard, otherwise it won't go on."
"Oh, I'm always hard," I joked.
Dad laughed, "I guess it's a given, you wouldn't need one if you weren't," he replied.
I had got it down to the base but I kept 'trying' to get it on farther. I kept stroking his dick through the condom and feeling his thick meat in my hand.
Okay, pull it off and do another, Dad instructed me.
I grabbed the base of his cock with my bare hand and pulled off the condom with my other, holding on to him without anything between us this time. He didn't stop me as I held on and reached over to grab a new one.
"Here I can open it for you," he said, stopping me from using my teeth.
As he began opened the condom as I held his dick for him, it was so surreal, casual, no big deal. He made me feel comfortable and I decided to start stroking him.
"I'm keeping you hard," I said, giving myself an excuse.
"Oh okay," he chuckled and dropped the package on the floor and handed me the new condom. "Here you go," he said. "I want you to be safe, I don't need any grandkids until you're ready, okay?" He told me.
"Sure," I replied with a smirk.
I doubted that it would be much of a problem for me but I think he knew that, he had caught me plenty of times looking at gay porn on the living room computer when he came home from work early.
I pushed the condom down his cock and stroked him as I did, I held on to his balls this time and squeezed them slightly as I was basically jerking him off trying to get these condoms on. He was throbbing in my fist and taking deep long breaths.
"Perfect," he said as I got it to the base again.
"Dad?" I squeaked out. "We don't have to waste this one, do we?" I asked, nervous about what he would say.
"No, I guess not," he replied.
I could see it in his face, he knew exactly what I meant and he wanted it. I stood up and dropped my shorts and stepped out of them. It all happened so fast, I was climbing on his legs as he gripped my ass and helped stabilize me. He was sat back as I reached back and pointed his cock towards my hole.
"I'm pretty big, go slow," he told me as I felt the tip of his cock touching my ass.
"Okay," I replied, relaxing my butt muscle to allow him in.
"Oh jesus," Dad moaned as I felt the tip penetrate me. "You're tight."
"You're bigger than I've taken," I told him, being honest.
"Others?" He asked, as I slid down his cock.
I felt him stretching me out like I had never been stretched before. My own father was inside of me and it felt amazing.
"Josh and Mike," I told him, they were my two best friends, straight but we had messed around.
"Okay, well now I know why you guys stay in the basement together," he laughed as he put his head on my stomach and I landed firmly on his lap. "You need to use protection, even with your buddies," Dad told me.
"Okay," I agreed, as I shifted on him, feeling him deeper than anyone had been.
I picked my body up and sat back down on my father. I felt so good and he moaned as we began fucking in the kitchen. My dick had started dripping on his shirt so he lifted it up, exposing his stomach and hairy chest. I felt him trusting upward into me as I bounced on top of him.
"Up," he said and I stood over him, legs weak. "I'm taking the condom off, that okay?" He asked, I nodded yes.
He pulled it off and threw it on the floor. "We don't have to wear one?" I asked, a bit cocky.
"Not if we wear them with others," he replied and smiled, knowing he was being hypocritical.
I sat back down and felt Dad's raw cock sliding back in, fuck, nothing between me and my father. Just his thick cock deep in my hole. He was probably leaking and it made me leak even more.
"You feeling good?" He asked as I did most the work, fucking myself on him.
"Oh yeah, your cock feels amazing," I said as I continued my movements, copulating with my own family member. "How's my ass?" I asked him back.
"Great," he growled. "This isn't supposed to be happening, but I'd be lying if I hadn't thought about it."
"Me too, if I'm honest," I replied. "You think Mom will be mad?" I asked him.
"No, she told me to do what it took to make sure you don't give her grandkids yet, I think this counts," Dad said. "We play with others, she'll be fine."
He grabbed my hips and started lifting me up and dropping me down on his lap. The way his cock was pushing on my prostate was driving me crazy. The idea that my own father and I were having sex was turning me on like crazy. I leaned in and gave him a kiss on his lips expecting him to pull away, but I couldn't help myself. He didn't, he kissed me back. I could feel his thick beard on my face as we made out and bonded in a new, different way we had ever.
"You keep kissing me like that and you're going to make me come inside of you," dad said in the middle of our make out session and fucking.
"In me?" I said, heart racing.
"There's no condom on, where else will it go?" He asked. "That okay?"
I nodded yes and kept bouncing. I wanted my Dad's cum inside of me so bad, but I didn't want to let him know just how much. So I leaned in and began kissing him again. Sex with Josh and Mike was nothing like this, this was so much deeper, raw, sexually charged. With them it was fun and good, but with Dad it felt passionate and deeper.
Dad began breathing harder so I leaned back and began to start picking and sitting down harder than I had been. Looking at him as we did this blew my mind. I couldn't wait till he blew his load inside of me, just like he did to Mom when he made me.
"Here I go," he said as our bodies slammed together. "Oh shit!" He moaned.
"Oh damn, Dad!" I cried out, lustful and out of it. "Cum in me!" I told him what I wanted.
My cock shot off, coating him in my load as I felt his cock throbbing inside of me, filling me up with his familial cum. My own father went from teaching me to use condoms to putting his raw dick in me. Nothing could have prepared me for this whirlwind of a Sunday afternoon.
He pushed me down on top of him, and I leaned in and began kissing him again. His cock was firmly inside of me, depositing every bit of his sperm as deep as his he could. I felt his tongue dancing with mine as I rested and caught my breath.
"That's going to happen again, right?" I asked, trying not to sound too eager.
"Of course, I hope so," he said smirking, looking drained and relaxed under me.
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My older brother had the biggest ass in the family. He pulled down his underwear just enough to let me get behind him and push in.
"You better not fucking tell Mom I let you do this, last thing I need is her pissed off at me about something that isn't even a big deal," Gabe said as I came up behind him.
"Why the hell would I tell her?" I defended myself as my dick got close to his ass.
"I don't know, you're stupid sometimes," he laughed, being an ass.
"Shut the fuck up," I replied and laughed too.
He already had me put lube on and I was already hard as hell. I wasn't sure why this sounded so hot but it did, and I needed a tight hole to sink my cock into. I put my left hand on his left cheek and pointed my cock at his hole and rubbed it in his skin when I got close enough.
"You ready?" He asked looking over his shoulder at me.
"Yeah," I said as I pushed forward and felt the tip of my cock get swallowed up by his body.
It was so fucking good, warm, tight, like velvet on the head of my cock. I smacked his ass like an asshole and kept pushing in, feeling his ass taking inch by inch of my needy cock. He didn't even care when I hit him, treating him like my bitch.
"Oh, that's a nice cock, bud," he moaned as I worked my way in.
"Yeah? You like it?" I asked, turned on by the fact that my big brother was into my dick.
"Fuck yeah, it's a good one," he replied as I bottomed out inside him.
I felt his thick ass against my stomach and legs as I was buried deep in my own brother. I definitely wasn't as experienced as he was but it was safe to say that he had the best ass I've been in.
"You good?" He checked in on me.
"Very very good," I told him as I grabbed and rubbed his ass with my hands. "You have such a fuckable ass," I told him.
"Then fuck it," he told me, kind of joking but I think he wasn't at the same time.
I pulled out and shoved it back in, watching his hole gripping it tight. My cock glided in and out of him, it was beautiful to watch. My big brother took it like a champ and moaned with every thrust I gave him.
My brother had girlfriends all my life, hell he had one right now. I wondered what they'd think seeing me mounted behind him, his little brother fucking his ass like he fucked them. It made me go wild, I wanted to dominate his hole and make it mine for the night.
"Oh fuck, slow down, don't rush," my brother groaned.
I slowed and took my time, looking down and watching as my cock entered and left his body, stroke after stroke, thrust after thrust. If I knew telling him he had a beautiful ass would have got me here I would have done it a long time ago.
My brother was taller than me, more built, seeing him bent over his bed was amazing. Something I never imagined I'd get lucky enough to see. Next time I listen at the door as he fucks his girl I'll have this image in my head.
I pumped him steady and deep, holding on to his ass, watching it bouncing off of me with every thrust. All these years of staring at it, here I was with a close up view and it was wrapped around my cock and fuck did it felt great.
"I could get used to this," I told him, holding on to his shoulder and thrusting hard and deep.
"Yeah? Who says that I'll let you?" He replied.
"I don't know, I'm pretty sure you will," I said as I continued my assault in his hole.
"Oh?" He said and reached behind and pulled me into him and held me tight against his body. "One condition and I will," he's looking back at me as I was pressed against him.
"What?" I asked, almost desperate to know what it would take.
"Girlfriends, wives, whatever... We take this shit to the grave," he started. "Also, neither one of us gets to say no if the other one needs it, from now until we both agree to stop," he added.
"Deal!" I said before he was done talking.
"I'm not done! And you cum in me, and I'm going to cum in you," he told me, catching me off guard, he had a big dick, I don't know if I wanted anything to do with it.
"Uh," I stammered, my cock was hard as fuck in him, maybe this wasn't the time to make deals.
"Fine," he said and started to push me off.
"Fuck man, I've never taken cock," I told him and grabbed on to his hips to stay put.
"I'll teach you, you think I haven't craved your ass too?" he said letting me stay inside him. "Come on man, any time you want mine, it'll be yours. But sometimes I need to fuck too."
I took a deep breath and agreed, "fine but I'll try, but you got to be easy on me," I told him.
"I got you," he said and pushed back. "Now cum in me, seal the pact."
I held on to him tight and started pounding into his hole, feeling my cock getting the pleasure it needed. I felt my load building and before long I was warning him it was time.
"Fuck it in me, let me have your cum," he said so casually, as if that was a normal request between brothers.
"Jesus Christ, Gabe," I moaned and thrust in him, feeling my cock pop off inside of him.
My ball's emptied inside of my big brother's hole, creating a deal I wasn't sure I was ready for. All I knew is that I could cum a few times a day, so why not use him instead of my hand, anytime, can't say no. I just hope he was up for how much his ass was about to get used, and I hope he didn't want mine as much as I planned on using his.
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Guessing he either lost a bet, or he’s a kinky mother fucker
“Christ, you’re beautiful,” I said to Bryce, his tight body silhouetted in the early morning light of my hotel room window, his firm ass full of my seed. Though we had done more fucking than sleeping throughout the night, my big cock ached to be inside of him again, almost as much as my lonely heart ached to hold him once more. “Come back to bed,” I pleaded.
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Dad was standing before the mirror in his bathroom, holding up his iPhone to take a selfie, an impish smile on his bearded face, his big dick bulging through his shorts. His muscular, inked body was on full display, his chest covered in a sexy fanning of salt and pepper fur. It wasn’t easy having a sexy DILF for a father but, in such moments, I wasn’t about to complain. “Taking a selfie, Dad?” I asked, entering his bathroom.
“Christ, Tyler,” he startled. “Don’t you ever knock? I thought you were going out tonight, hitting that new gay bar with your buddies?”
“Nah, I’m more in the mood for some Netflix tonight,” I replied, my eyes consuming Dad’s body. “So, what’s the selfie for? You trying to tempt Linda with a booty call tonight?”
“No,” Dad snapped the selfie and then quickly pocketed his phone. “Linda and I are done, and I need to upload a profile photo on a dating app that I just downloaded. I need to get laid tonight.”
“I hear you,” I laughed, stopping myself from offering up my ass to him. “I’m sorry about Linda,” I offered feebly, though I wasn’t sad to see her go.
“She was a fuckin’ bitch,” Dad laughed. “I’m better off without her. There’s plenty of other fish in the sea.”
“I know you don’t like hearing this from your gay son—but you’re hot as fuck,” I shared. “You’ll have no problem scoring pussy on that app.”
“Yeah—we can only hope,” Dad smiled, retrieving his phone from his pocket again. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I need to upload this selfie.”
“Do you need help?” I offered. “Some of those dating apps can be difficult to use. Is it Tinder or Bumble or—”
“I think I’ve got it,” Dad interrupted. “You have a good night, Tyler,” he dismissed me, clearly eager to get his dick wet that evening.
Five minutes later, I was stretched out in my bedroom, scrolling through Netflix, when Dad appeared in the doorway. “I can’t get this fucking photo to upload to my profile,” Dad smirked, handing his phone to me.
“Dad—this is Grindr,” I gasped, looking at his phone screen. “Since when do you fuck guys?”
“Uh—since about a week ago,” Dad admitted sheepishly. “I fucked this one young guy who hit on me at the gym.”
“Did you fuck him at the gym—like in the sauna?”
“Jesus, no,” Dad spat. “I fucked him in the parking lot, in my truck. Look, let’s not make a big deal outta this. I need to get laid on the regular and fucking an easy gay dude is far easier than trying to get some bitch to spread her legs for me.”
“I agree completely,” I nodded. “I just wish you’d have told me that you’re fucking guys.”
“What I do in my bed is none of your fuckin’ business, son,” Dad spat. “Now are you gonna help me with this damn profile pic or not?”
In the span of thirty seconds, I showed Dad how to upload a photo to Grindr. “You’re welcome,” I called out sarcastically as Dad ripped his phone from my hand and wordlessly sauntered back to his bedroom. Five minutes later, he appeared once again.
“The app says this one power bottom is thirty feet away,” Dad thrusted his phone in my face, the Grindr grid box on his screen looking like some fucked-up version of the Brady Bunch. “Do you think this guy is Frank’s son next door? Is he even eighteen? And what the fuck is a power bottom?”
“That’s not Frank’s son who is the power bottom—it’s me,” I admitted. “I logged onto Grindr to check out your profile. You really should mention that you’re hung like fuck. You’ll get more hits.”
“Will do,” Dad noted. “Wait a minute—how do you know that I’m hung? You’ve never seen me hard.”
“Well, I’ve seen you getting out of the shower with a chubby plenty of times,” I confessed. “And Mom once told me that birthing me was a walk in the park compared to taking your huge cock.”
“She never could take my big one,” Dad laughed to himself, staring at Grindr again. “But hang on a minute—you never told me why your profile says that you’re a power bottom. What is that?”
“A power bottom is a guy who likes being fucked for a prolonged period—often rough, and often by multiple guys in one session,” I enlightened my father.
“Christ,” Dad scrunched up his face. “That was too much information, son. I’m sorry I asked. Just do me a favor and log off Grindr, okay? I don’t need to be hitting up my son for sex.”
“Would fucking my ass be so bad?” I jokingly called out as Dad disappeared down the hallway.
I was still scrolling through Netflix when Dad appeared in my doorway just moments later. “I’m chatting with this one guy who says he wants my big cock, but he keeps asking for more body and dick pics, even though he hasn’t unlocked his photos for me.”
“Block him,” I advised my dad. “He’s a pic collector. He’s just trying to get a bunch of your pics.”
“Why?” Dad asked naively.
“He has no intention of hooking up with you—or anyone, for that matter,” I explained. “He just wants to jack off to your pics.”
“Jesus,” Dad rolled his eyes. “Okay, I’m blocking the fucker.”
Ten minutes later, Dad was back in my room again. “What are poppers?” he wanted to know. “This guy I’m chatting with is down to fuck, but only if I have some poppers. What is that?”
“It’s a smooth muscle relaxant that you inhale from a small bottle,” I educated Dad. “It’s a form of huffing.”
“Huffing?” Dad spat. “Oh hell no. I’m not gonna hookup with some strung-out druggie.”
“It’s not like that, Dad,” I tried to explain. “Many guys like to—”
But Dad was already down the hallway again, retreating to his room with his phone in his hand, the sound of Grindr pinging over and over again. I returned my attention to Netflix once more.
“What is gen?” Dad poked his head into my room a few minutes later as I was just starting to get into a show. “This one guy said he’ll let me fuck his ass if I’m gen. What the fuck is that? Is he asking if I’m Gen X? Because, I was born in—”
“Dad,” I cut him off. “He wants to know if you’re generous—if you’ll pay to have sex with him.”
“Absolutely not,” Dad spat. “I’m not paying for something that I can get for free. Shit, with my big dick—that little fucker should be offering to pay me for sex.”
“Okay—calm down, Dad,” I raised my open palm. “Look—it seems like you’re having a hard time navigating Grindr. And that’s okay. It can take a little while to get the hang of it. In the meantime, why don’t you just fuck my ass?”
“That is off the table, Tyler,” Dad protested. “My dick made you—it’s not going inside you. That’s called incest.”
“Incest?” I laughed. “What—are you worried that you’re going to impregnate me with a mutant baby? Don’t be crazy, Dad. There are many fathers out there who enjoy giving it to their adult sons. There’s a whole genre of gay porn dedicated to it.”
“Well, that’s not for me,” Dad spat, turning on his heels to retreat to his bedroom once more. “I’m not fucking my own son.”
Dad was still in his room over an hour later when I closed out Netflix and started to get ready for bed. I could still hear Grindr pinging intermittently from his room, but it was now after midnight and things appeared to be slowing down for Dad. I felt bad for the guy. He desperately wanted to get his big dick wet that night. Instead, he would likely end up rubbing one out while alone in bed.
But then I heard Dad’s heavy footsteps in the hallway again. What would it be this time—a question about felching or maybe what the abbreviation DP stood for? Nothing could have prepared me for what Dad really wanted.
“I’m done with this Grindr shit for tonight,” Dad tossed his phone onto my bed table, his big dick straining against the front of his shorts. “You win, Tyler. I’ll fuck your ass.”
“You—you’re serious?” I stammered, thinking I must be dreaming. “You sure that you—?”
“Hurry up and let’s do this before I change my mind,” Dad barked, pulling off his shorts, his huge cock already at full mast. He was easily north of nine inches and thicker than my wrist. “You got any lube around here?” he scanned the bed table.
“There’s lube in the drawer,” I directed, stripping down and positioning myself on all fours atop the bed. “Just slather up and shove it in me.”
“No—not like that,” Dad insisted, greasing up his big dick, pumping it with his fist. “I’m not gonna fuck you doggy—I want you to ride it for me. If you want my nut, I’m gonna make you work for it.”
“I’m game for that,” I smiled, straddling Dad as he laid himself flat upon the bed, his muscular arms propped behind his head, his big dick reaching for the ceiling. “You just relax and enjoy the ride,” I winked.
“Fuuuuck,” Dad exhaled as I sat upon his big cock, my hands resting upon his hairy pecs. “Jesus, I needed a warm cunt like this.”
“Christ, you’re thick,” I winced, my sphincter straining to accommodate his massive girth as I moved down his shaft, a fireman sliding down a pole. It felt like I was being fisted—by Popeye.
“It’s a hole stretcher,” Dad gloated, his hands moving to my hips as I finally hit bottom, his balls mashed against my sphincter. “Yeah, take it all the way,” he encouraged. “Damn, no bitch has ever been able to take me balls deep.”
“I think you’ll find I’m capable of many things that a bitch can’t do,” I taunted as I began to raise and lower myself upon Dad’s lap, his big cock gliding in and out of my talented hole.
Dad licked his lips, allowing his hips to get into the action, rising and falling, matching my rhythm. I began to pick up the pace, riding him harder like a kid on a pogo stick. I clenched my anus, gripping him from within, essentially jacking him inside my fuck canal.
“Yeah, ride this big cock,” Dad encouraged, his thick fingers digging into my sides, his pelvis pounding me harder. “Take this big, fuckin’ dick.”
He was getting me deep as I rode him hard, pushing further into my void than any cock had before. His big dick was battering my bowels, slamming up against my inner-sphincter, on the precipice of breaching it.
“I felt that,” Dad observed as his cock head suddenly pushed through the portal to my inner chamber—that deepest recess in which only the largest of cocks can find shelter. Instinctively, my eyes rolled back into my head. Dad had brought me to nirvana.
“You’re so fucking deep,” a tantric voice from within me cried as a switch was flipped. Automatically, without control, I began to ride Dad hard. Emboldened, he got into the action, pounding me mercilessly, his hairy balls slapping my ass. The sensation of fullness inside of me was overwhelming.
“You’re rock hard,” Dad observed, staring down at my cock. My rigid rod was striking his furry abs repeatedly, my precum pooling in his navel. “I must be getting you good.”
“I—I think I’m gonna cum,” I announced urgently, riding Dad like a bucking bronco as my own cock began to swell and throb. “I’m gonna bust.”
“Let it out, son,” my dad demanded. “Shoot your load.”
“FUCK,” I gasped as my pearly cum went airborne, launching from my throbbing cock and fanning out upon my dad’s hairy chest.
“That’s it, Tyler, shoot that hot load on me,” Dad reveled in the warm rain upon his furry body, matting his chest hair, flooding the crevices between his abs.
Even the straightest of men will get rock hard at the sight of another dude blowing his wad—the ubiquitous money shot. Men are hardwired to get aroused by the sight of an ejaculation, an innately primal act intended to propagate his lineage by depositing his seed into a fertile hole. Though my own hole was certainly not fertile, my dad was ready to breed it after witnessing my money shot.
“Fuck, I’m close,” Dad warned, my sphincter still pulsing around the base of his cock, my body still in the throes of an amazingly intense orgasm. “You’re gonna make me cum,” he shared through gritted teeth, trying in vain to hold back his wad.
“Breed me,” I begged, my hands digging into his hairy chest, bracing myself for impact. “Seed my fucking hole.”
“You’re about to get it,” Dad assured me, his body convulsing beneath me, his massive cock throbbing in my depths. “I’m so fucking close—Here it comes—OH FUCK—OH SHIT—FUCK—FUCK.”
Instantly, a warmth consumed my bowels as Dad’s big dick unleashed a torrent within me, flooding my guts. Over and over, his cock spewed his seed into my void—the seed that once made me now swimming in my depths. Sharing in his orgasm, a man’s most sacred act, I never felt closer to my father.
“Fuck—I’m too sensitive now,” Dad pushed me off his big cock as soon as his orgasm completed. His dick flopped audibly against his hairy thigh as his load gushed from my wrecked hole.
Leaning forward, I sucked his cummy cock clean, his delicious ambrosia upon my lips. “Mmm, you taste good,” I moaned, my tongue then traveling north, lapping up my own load from Dad’s furry chest and abs.
“Gimme a taste of us,” Dad craned his head towards me, our lips meeting passionately, our commingled loads swirling between our tongues. “We taste good together,” Dad noted, licking his lips as we parted.
“Sorry, Dad,” I apologized, looking down at his furry body that was matted with sweat, cum, and saliva. “I’ve made a mess of you.”
“It’s nothing that a good, hot shower can’t handle,” Dad noted, rising from the bed, his spent dick dripping one last drop of cum as he ambled to my bathroom.
Instantly, I heard Dad turning on the shower water, clouds of steam soon billowing from the bathroom. Blissfully, I balled up a pillow beneath me upon the bed, reveling in the warmth of Dad’s load within me.
I was nearly asleep when Dad sauntered back to my bed after his shower, his big cock hanging full between his hairy thighs. He picked up his phone from the bed table and immediately opened up Grindr.
“Don’t tell me you’re seriously looking for another ass to fuck?” I asked incredulously.
“I’m not looking for me,” Dad gave a devious smile. “I’m looking for you. I want to find a few more hung tops to come over here and join me for round two. Let’s see how much of a power bottom you are, son.”
Stories are fiction and intended for readers 18 and up. All characters are assumed to be legal, consenting adults.
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