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My door was now closed and my dick jumped without me touching it. To show myself in that state was exciting and I didn't regret it. Knowing my Dad had seen my hard dick as I touched my ass was exhilarating. I knew he would come say hi to me as soon as he came home. I always stay up late and rarely go to bed before he comes home. Not like mom, she always goes to bed early.

I slowly edged myself as I waited. It made me hard as fuck thinking about his face when he walked by and stuck his head in to say goodnight. I heard him come in, set his keys down, put his stuff away and then it was time. I put my hand between my legs, under my balls, and rubbed my hole. I slowly moved my hand up and down my cock and waited.

"Goodnigh..." He said before he realized what I was doing. "Jack!" He said my name, surprised and not sure what to do or say.

"Oh. Hi, Dad," I smiled and kept going, rubbing my hole with my index finger and squeezing my cock and letting my precum run down. "You have a good day at work?" I asked, engaging him to stay and talk.

"I, uh," he stumbled over his words.

He took a long look and when he finally made eye contact he turned red, embarrassed he took a moment to stare.

"Don't stay up too late," he said and closed the door quickly.

He stood outside my door for a moment and then headed down the hall to him and my mom's room.

After laying there a long while I decided to put my briefs back on and slip under the covers. I wanted to cum but I would rather wait to keep myself hornier because that was the only way I was brave enough to do it in the first place.

I fell into a nice sleep, happy with myself. Looking forward to doing it again tomorrow, seeing his face again, trying to get him to act.

The next day came and he was already gone to work. Mom told me they needed him and he took another shift at the fire house and I knew it would be a few days before he was home again.

I snuck into my parents room and took the only pair of his underwear in the hamper. He must have used them the day before. I used them for the next few days to smell his scent as I jerked off. He had a unique thick smell that gave me a warm feeling of comfort. I felt strange for doing it at first but now I take them any chance I could.

Three days later and I knew it was time again. Mom went to bed at about 9, like normal, and I waited a little while before stripping down to nothing and slowly stroked and touched my hole, waiting for Dad to get home. I again left my door cracked about a foot and with every minute that passed I got more excited that he would see me again.

I heard the front door open and heard him set his keys down. He rustled around in the kitchen and I stared at my dick, it was leaking so much as my heart raced. The last time I had seen him was days ago and I never got in trouble because he was gone already.

"Hey, bud," Dad said, sticking his head in and saw me lying there exposed. He seemed surprised to see me naked again but keep his head in.

"Hey, Dad," I said and kept going, I was horny as hell and not thinking clearly, I knew this was a bad idea but I didn't care.

He looked me up and down and stood there for a second before speaking. "How was your day?" He asked, I kept stroking.

"Great, just class and hung out with Jason," I told him and opened my legs so he could see me touching my ass. "How was work, I missed you," I told him, wanting him to know I think about him when he wasn't around.

"Pretty good," he said and stepped inside my room and closed the door behind him. "The guys want you to come down and hang out again some time," he said as he watched me jerk off. "Let me know when you wanna come with me again," he told me.

"Yeah, that would be cool," I told him and let out a big sigh and pushed my finger inside myself, he could see everything I was doing. "If I stay the night we'd have to share a bed again, yeah?" I asked looking over at him and gave him a smirk.

He couldn't stop himself and smiled about the idea. "Yeah... probably," he said.

I showed off for him, holding my dick at the base and let him take it all in. My dick was like a faust and I used it as lube as he held his hands in front of himself. Dad wasn't super tall or overly large, just average height and build, lean and strong. He had bright blue eyes and a thick head of golden blonde hair.

"So what are you doing?" He finally broke and acknowledged I was up to something.

"Jacking off," I told him, moving my hand up and down on myself. "I've been really horny lately."

"Yeah," he said continuing to watch. "At your age I don't think I ever stopped doing it when I was alone." He put his hand in his pants and adjusted himself, pointing his dick up into his waistband so he didn't have to cover it with his hands to hide it from me.

I figured he might leave soon so I started asking him questions to keep him there. "You're not as horny anymore?"

"Oh, no, I am," he chuckled. "Sometimes I feel like I'm a teenager still," he told me. "That feeling good? Touching your ass?" He asked, I could tell he was nervous, I was too.

"Really good," I spread my legs apart and showed him as I pushed my finger in and out.

"Fuck," he said under his breath and turned to go.

"You wanna stroke with me before bed?" I asked, trying to get him to stay.

"I don't know, kid. I probably shouldn't," he said and turned and looked at me again. He watched for a little longer before speaking again. "You want me to join you?" He asked, caving to his own desires.

I smiled big. "Yeah, that would be cool," I told him, trying to play it off.

He waited a moment before pulling up his t-shirt and undoing his thick brown belt that held his blue work pants up. My heart was going crazy fast as he went for the button of his fly and then unzipped his pants. I had dreamt of this moment, I was finally going to see my Dad's cock hard. I had seen it soft plenty but never aroused.

"We gotta be quiet about this," Dad said as he pulled his underwear down with his pants, letting his hard dick bounce in the open air.

"Oh course, just between us guys," I told him, trying to make sure he knew he could trust me.

I was in awe, my Dad's cock was standing at least eight inches in front of him. He didn't trim as much as I do and his bushy blonde pubes wrapped around and under his sack. He already had a bead of pre at the tip of his slit and he wrapped his hand around himself and slowly started stroking.

He had a sense of pride on his face as he showed off for me, every once in a while smiling at me as I stared at him in all his glory.

"Damn, I needed this," he said as he worked his cock in his hand.

"You're leaking like I do," I commented.

"Or you do like me," he told me with a chuckle.

I laid there, he stood there and we both took our time. We didn't hesitate to look at each other and it seemed like he understood that I had been wanting this and maybe he did too. I finally sat up and put my legs over the side of my bed.

He looked at me all over before I finally got brave enough to ask. "Can I touch yours?" I said with a soft voice, trying not to be too much for him.

"You sure?" He asked and took a deep breath, knowing he was letting his dick cloud his judgment.

"Yeah," I said simply, not trying to say too much.

He took a moment but then walked forward until he was standing almost between my legs. His skin around his legs and crotch were lighter than the rest of him, not getting as much sun. He let go and let his thick eight inch cock hang in front of me, tempting me to put it in my mouth, but that's not what I had asked for.

I reached up and ran my fingers down the bottom of it and felt his soft skin as it reacted to my touch. He watched as his son touched the very thing that brought him into the world, something he probably never expected to see. I know I sure didn't think I'd be this lucky.

I took hold of it from the bottom and felt the weight of my Dad. It was glorious, and everything I had hoped for. I started moving my hand up and down on him as I used my other to grip and massage his balls.

"Oh shit," he said, barely loud enough to hear.

"That feel good?" I asked and looked up at him.

He nodded his head and let me keep going as he enjoyed his boy taking care of him. His dick started leaking a bunch and I moved my hand to the tip and smeared it all over his skin, using it to lube him. He kept taking deep breaths as I slowly worked him in my hands and made sure I was doing everything I could to make him feel good.

"You like..." He started to say and paused. "Is doing this okay with you? I don't want to make you feel uncomfortable," He asked me.

"Yeah, I like it," I told him and looked up, kept going. "I wanted you to catch me, in case you wanted to do it with me," I admitted, knowing it was okay to come clean about it by now.

"I figured. You didn't stop the other night when I walked in," He told me as he watched me play with his dick. "It feels good... what you are doing," he complimented me.

"Good," I replied, happy with myself.

He put his hand on my shoulder and massaged me in his grip, connecting us together as we experienced something new together. A thick glob of pre formed at the end of his dick. I didn't ask, I just leaned in and stuck my tongue out to it and tasted my dad for the first time.

"Oh fuck, kid," he said pretty loud has he felt my tongue brush the underside and tip of his cock.

I moved my tongue around my mouth, savoring the flavor. It was sweeter than I expected it to be and I licked him again, getting more.

"Shit! You shouldn't do that," he told me but didn't stop me.

"It's okay, I want to taste it," I told him and licked his cock again.

His hand was holding my shoulder tight, he was watching as his own son tasted and licked the end of his cock. I couldn't hold back anymore and took the first few inches in my mouth and closed. I had my Father in my mouth and I loved every second of it.

His breathing was heavy and I moved up and down the first part of his cock, working the rest of it with my closed fist. I went for a half a minute before he stopped me.

"Jack, this is too much," he said and pulled away. "I can't believe..."

"It's fine Dad, I wanted to. You didn't do anything I didn't want," I assured him it was no big deal.

"You're my son, this wasn't okay," he said pulling up his pants and tucking away his hard dick. "I'm supposed to protect you, not take advantage."

He didn't go soft and I could see its outline running along his left leg. I felt bad that he didn't understand that this wasn't about him taking advantage it was me wanting more than just a guardian to come to my baseball games. I wanted a father I could trust and do everything with, including stuff like this.

"I'm sorry," I said and wrapped my arms around him and held on to him around his waist. I felt terrible that I made him feel like that. "I just wanted to try it, I didn't mean to make you upset."

"You're okay," he said trying to comfort me. "You didn't do anything wrong, I should have done better."

I could feel his hard-on still, pressed against my chest as I held onto him. He rubbed my back and ran his hands through my hair.

"I don't think I'll ever not want to try things with you, Dad," I told him, trying to make him understand.

He didn't respond to me, just kept rubbing my back and finally told me we needed to go to bed. "We can talk about this later," he said and kissed my forehead and left my room.

The next morning at breakfast he didn't seem different, he acted like nothing had happened. I couldn't stop looking at him and I knew he noticed, gave me a few half smiles to acknowledge it. He and mom had to go downtown to do some shopping and I said I'd rather stay home. I wanted to jack off to try to get my head straight, although that hadn't been working lately.

Lunch came and went before they were home and found me watching TV on the couch. I didn't jack off because I was still feeling bad about the way Dad reacted to me sucking on him last night. After dinner mom went to bed and Dad stayed downstairs with me to watch movies.

"What do you want to watch?" He asked, flipping through to find something for us.

"I don't care," I told him and shifted to the left and snuggled under his arm, it was where I always spent movie nights and I didn't want that to change.

"Okay then," he said and put on something he wanted to see but knew I'd probably fall asleep too, his arm rested over my shoulder.

After a half an hour I woke up to a loud fight scene and my head laying on his right leg. His hand was now rested on my side and I tilted my head and took a look at his bulge. He was wearing some sweat shorts and I could see that his dick wasn't in a soft normal state. His thumb rubbed my side and I could tell he was distracted.

I moved my hand up to his thigh and rested it between his legs to see if he responded. I could see his dick twitch as I laid there.

"You awake?" He asked softly.

"Yeah," I replied and picked my head up and looked at him.

He looked kind, like he was telling me something with his expression. Like how much he cared for me and that he enjoyed the time we had together, like I did. He gave me a soft smile and I smiled back. I loved my dad, and I knew he loved me too, nothing could change that.

"You want to touch it again?" He asked as soon as I laid back down on his leg.

His dick jumped when he said it, he must have changed his mind or something. I wasn't going to wait for him to change it again so I moved my hand up and took hold of it and squeezed.

"You can't tell people I'm letting you do this. Okay, bud?" He said quietly as the TV played in the background.

"I won't, I promise," I told him and pulled down his shorts and let his dick free. "No underwear?" I asked him.

"Naw, I figured it would be easier," he told me, admitting he thought about this at least before dinner.

I rubbed my face on his dick and took a deep breath. His scent was intoxicating, that deep thick smell I knew was his. The hair of his pubes was soft and his skin warm. I pushed my face into his balls and took another deep breath.

His hand moved up and down my back as I laid across the couch. He put his hand on my ass and gave it a squeeze just as I picked his thick dick up and pointed it to my mouth and closed my lips around him.

"Oh Jack," he sighed softly as he felt my wet warm mouth coat his dick with spit. "You like my dick don't you?"

"Yeah," I confirmed and looked up at him.

He looked horny as hell, the way I get when I can't control myself. I lowered my mouth back down and tried to take as much of my father inside as I could. I did my best for him but I wasn't used to his size.

"Take these off," Dad said and pulled at my shorts.

I got up and slipped them down my legs and kicked them off my foot. I laid back down and his hand went to my bare butt and began to rub it while I sucked his thick cock.

I worked up and down on him as he inched closer and closer to my hole. It didn't take him long to find it and he started rubbing it as I gave him head in our living room. He licked his fingers and put them back to my ass and slowly worked one in.

"Mmm, dang," I said as I felt my father penetrate me with his digit.

"You're tight," he commented as he moved it in and out.

It made me suck him harder as he played with my hole. I wanted to get up and sit on his cock so badly but I needed to take it slowly, for his sake. He was leaking like crazy and I could taste his sweet flavor flooding my mouth as I kept gagging, trying to get more of him in my mouth.

"Easy, kid. Unless you want a mouthful," he joked.

"Aren't you going to cum in my mouth?" I pulled off and asked, wasn't that the whole point.

"Shit, I guess so," he said and wiggled his finger deep in me. "You going to swallow me?" He asked, turned on by it.

"Yeah," I smiled big. "I'll eat all your cum," I told him and pushed him back in my mouth.

"Fuck," he sighed and his dick throbbed in my mouth.

He started to push his hips up into me as I went down on him. I could only get part of him in my mouth and I used my hand for the rest. My spit was drooling down his cock, mixed with his precum. He was breathing heavily and trying not to moan too loud.

"Okay, get ready," he told me as he was passing the point. "I hope you really want this," he said.

"Mmm," I moaned on the end of him, telling him I did.

"Fuuuck, Jack," he said as quietly as he could and pushed up into my mouth and released.

I felt him pulse and his cock spurt in my mouth coating my tongue with his cum. It was thick and tasted even better than his precum. Sweet with a little bit of salty tang. His finger pushed deep into my ass as his cock kept unloading into my mouth. My handsome father was depositing his seed into me, his own son.

I took a big gulp, to make room for more. His cock kept going, emptying his balls. I wondered if it was a normal load for him or if it was bigger than usual. He began to move his finger faster and faster in my ass, as I sucked on him and swallowed all of him.

"Oh Dad," I said, my lips on the end of his dick as a bit more of him leaked out.

My dick was pressed underneath me against the couch and I couldn't hold it back and began to cum. My dad fingering my hole as I did, feeling it squeeze on his digit as my hips humped into the couch.

I nursed his cock as I felt my orgasm begin to pass. I hadn't felt that satisfied in so long. My stomach was full of my dad's cum and my own was warm against my skin under me, his finger still moving around inside of me.

"Wow, kid," Dad said as I kept sucking for a bit longer, he started to get hard again. "That was really hot, did you like it?" He asked me.

"I loved it, thank you, Dad!" I told him and gave him a peck on the lips, not thinking about it.

He smiled, and then leaned down and pushed his lips on mine and gave me a proper kiss. First with our mouths were closed but then he opened and put his tongue in my mouth. There was something different but between us now, something deeper. I kissed my father tenderly and knew our relationship was changing, for the better.

"Okay, bud. We need to clean up your mess," he told me as he pulled his finger from me.

"Thanks for tonight, I really appreciate it," I said and kissed him again.

"You're welcome," he said and kissed me.

We got up and cleaned up and went to bed. Dad told me that he loved me before giving me a big hug in front of my bedroom door.

The next day was pretty uneventful, breakfast as a family, went over to my grandparents for dinner. Almost felt normal besides that the whole time I was thinking about what I had done with my father was playing on repeat in my mind. He kept looking at me and I knew that he was thinking about it too. I would just smile and look away before I started getting hard.

I laid in my bed and slipped my hand into my underwear and started touching myself, thinking about Dad and his fat cock and the way he tasted. My dick was leaking as I closed my eyes and remembered everything I could about it.

I heard my door knob turn and I sat up as my door opened and Dad stepped in and closed the door behind him. It was dark in my room but not too dark where I couldn't see.

"Hey," I said softly.

"Hey," he said and pulled off his underwear and tshirt and climbed in my bed. "I needed to see you," he told me and kissed my lips.

We laid there making out as his cock pressed against my leg. He moved his hand to my hole and began rubbing and playing with it. It felt magical as I got lost with him. He was everything I needed in a person. I slowly moved my leg up and turned to my side as Dad moved closer to me.

"This is wild, Jack," he said as I felt his cock between my cheeks. "Why can't I stop thinking about you?"

"But don't you like it?" I asked, he had to if he was here with me.

"Of course," he said and began kissing me again. "I need to be in you, is that okay?" My father asked as his finger pushed inside and moved around.

I nodded yes and smiled. He leaned over me and turned on my side table light and pulled the covers off us and pushed me over a bit.

"Fuck, your ass is beautiful, kid," he told me and rubbed his cock up and down my crack. "I'll be easy on you," he assured me.

"Okay," I said, I didn't need him to be but I liked that he wanted to be gentle.

He humped into me and kissed my shoulder. I could feel the head of his cock brushing past my hole, not going in but tempting it's way. He was leaking all over, creating a natural lube. Dad wrapped his arm around me and hugged me as he glided up and down between my cheeks . I could feel his weight pressing against my body and I felt wrapped up in him.

"Dad," I said.

"Yeah, buddy?" He asked, stopping for a moment.

"Thank you for doing this with me," I told him.

"Of course," he replied. "I love you kid. I'd do anything for you, you know that right?" He said, as I felt the tip of his cock stop at my hole.

"I do," I said and pushed my body back onto his and felt him slip in.

My Dads fat cock started to stretch me out as he slowly moved himself forward. Inch by inch he sank deeper into me. He pressed his face against mine and our bodies became one. His firm body and muscles tensed as he took his own son as a lover.

"God damn, Dad. Your cock is huge," I told him as my body adjusted to his girth.

"You good?" He asked and stopped going in.

"I'm great, don't stop," I told him. "All the way in," I instructed him to finish, grabbing his ass and pulling him in.

He slowly moved his hips the last few bit and I felt his stomach pressing against my lower back. Dad had done it, he was completely inside and I'm sure leaking, lubing me up.

"Fuck," Dad whispered in my ear.

He was exactly where he should be, inside of my willing hole, the only place I needed him to be in that moment. I had never felt closer to him, to anyone. This was our time and nothing short of mom walking in was going to take that from us.

"I'm in you, kid. Fuck, I can't believe I'm doing this," he said as he thought about his actions. "I'm hard as a rock and my cock is fully into my boys ass," he said mainly to himself.

"You gonna fuck me now?" I asked, it sounded harsher than I meant it.

"Naw, baby boy. I'm going to make love to you," he told me and slowly pulled out a few inches and pushed back in. "I'm going to show you how much your Daddy loves you," he did it again, pulled out and pushed in. "I'm going to put my seed in you to carry all night so you feel me close all night."

I had no words, I just grunted as he pushed all the way in and held himself there for a moment. I pictured my handsome father, his nice body, golden blonde hair, stunning blue eyes, his fat beautiful cock, and I knew I didn't want anything more than him at that moment. I knew we wouldn't always have these times but for now, he was all mine.

"Show my, Daddy," I told him as I felt him begin his slow steady assault into my body.

The squeak of my bed started as he rocked back and forth. Pulling more and more out and thrusting harder and harder into me. I was in heaven, my ass never felt this good with just my finger. He was pushing down right on my prostate with every pass. I was getting fucked by my father and it was amazing.

"Such a tight hole you got, kid. Holding on to my cock perfectly. Goddamn," he said and looked down and watched his dick sliding in and out of me. "I'd do this every night if I could get away with it," he added.

"Me too, I wish you would," I told him.

"I can't do it all the time, but as much as I can before you leave for college," he replied. "As much as I can get you alone. I'm going to pump so much cum into you, you won't know what to do with yourself."

"Fuck, I want that," I told him as he kept going, talking and fucking.

"Yeah? You want your dear old dad to use your hole and give you that seed that made you, huh? God that's so hot," he said.

"I do!" I responded and felt him start to pull almost all the way out and shove himself back in.

He began to give it to me hard. I moaned a few times too loud and he cupped his hand over my mouth and told me to shh. He kept going, nice long strokes of his precum lubed cock. Stretching me to fit him as he fucked me.

"I'm getting close kid, you ready for Daddy to put his love in you?" He asked as I was mostly out of it, feeling pleasure I didn't understand and didn't want to end.

"Yeah, cum in me," I told him and turned and kisses him a few times.

His body was thrusting into mine, he was holding me tight, arms wrapped around my chest as his cock was pushing deep inside my hole.

"This is how I made you, just like this, and now I'm claiming you as mine over eighteen years later. You hear that, this ass is mine. Whenever I need it, you got that?" He asked me.

"It's yours, Dad," I replied out of my mind with lust for my own father.

"Good, boy," he said and kissed me and went faster, harder.

I wish I had more time with him before school, I wasn't ready for this to go away as fast as it was starting. But I had to enjoy every moment I had with my handsome father. To give him my body to use and make us both feel satisfied.

"Here it comes, kid," he announced, his body slapping against mine, my bed squeaking from what we were doing. "I'm going cum in you, fuck," he was talking way to loud. "Oh fuuuck! Jack!" He moaned and pushed all the way in me and held.

I knew he was doing it. His cock was jumping and throbbing inside me, depositing his load. He held me close and wrapped his hand on my cock and held me there as his body firmly held against mine. He began to stroke me as he pushed forward.

"Oh god, I'm cumming so much in you," he told me and jerked my cock. "Cum for me," he told me and I couldn't hold it in.

Cum flew from me and made a mess all over my bed and Dad slowly rocked back and forth, his hard cock still deep inside of me. My Dad had emptied his balls inside of me and now I was laying there cumming by his hand. He started kissing me all over and running his hands up and down my body. He didn't want to pull out and I didn't want him to either.

"I can't believe I just did that," he said to himself and rolled to his back, his cock fell out of my ass.

"I think you needed that more than I did," I joked.

I stole a pair of my bfs dads undies, i love to sniff them and imagine i get to service him

That's hot, you should send me a picture of his underwear. I love stolen underwear, I follow a thread on Reddit all about it, haha.