How can I ask my step son if he's bi or gay? I've seen his dick and it's big!! I fantasize about sucking him dry or have breed me. I wanna ask him but im afraid that he would say something to his mom aka my wife.
Everyone is 18+ and Consenting Adults, Fiction.
Wyatt and Beau, my two older brothers, were huge, strong, tough cowboys. Both of them had toned muscles, were over six feet tall, and looked good in ass-hugging jeans. I, on the other hand was 5.9, thin, and needed glasses to see. While I attended college, they managed the family farm. They strongly encouraged me to pursue my college degree. So, when I wasn’t at school, I tried as much as I could to help around the farm.
“Johnny Boy! Welcome back to the farm!” My oldest brother Wyatt said, hopping off his horse. I ran up to him and he gave me a big hug and ruffled my neatly styled hair.
“Hi, big brother. Where’s Beau?” I asked as he let go of me and swiped the sweat from his brow. He smelled like hay and musk.
“Oh, he is out riding in the back nine checking on the fencing.” He said, looking out to the acres past the barn. “Let’s go up to the house. You wanna ride?” He asked stepping up to Shelby, his horse.
“No, that’s ok. I’ll drive.”
“Alright. I’ll see you up there.” Wyatt said, before he jumped back on Shelby and rode away.
Wyatt and I were in the kitchen drinking iced tea. There was always iced tea in the refrigerator. “Johnny, where are you?” Beau shouts entering the house. “I see your car; come give your brother a hug!” I meet him in the hall and he grabs me and picks me up in his strong arms and spins me around as he hugs me. “I’ve missed you! Welcome home.”
“Beau, I’ve only been gone a few months.” I said in his tight embrace. He sets me down and puts his arm around me as he leads me to the kitchen. My brothers have always been touchy-feely. I didn’t mind.
“How long do we get you for?” Beau asked.
“Just the week.” I said, pressed into his side.
“Great I could use your help. I wanna build an herb garden.” He said, smiling.
“Really?” I asked.
“Yeah, your brother has really gotten into cooking.” Wyatt said when we were all in the kitchen.
I told them how college was going while we drank more iced tea. They informed me of the latest things happening on the farm. We stayed up late having a delicious dinner Beau made. He was really a great cook. When I yawned my brothers agreed it was time for bed. They get up early and I drove a long way to get home.
I woke up to an empty house and I wasn’t sure what time it was, but I’m sure my brothers have been up for hours and were somewhere out on the farm. I made myself toast and some coffee. After cleaning up I decided to make my way down to the barn. It wasn’t a long walk and it was nice walking through the property. I missed the farm. I wouldn’t call myself a farmer or even a cowboy like my brothers but I loved it out here.
The barn was quiet; most of the animals were out to pasture. I walked through it remembering how scared I was of it as a child. Now, it just brought back happy memories. I heard water running and laughter on the other side of the wooden wall. I walked around the barn and peaked around the corner. I found my brothers horse playing under a makeshift outdoor shower.
They were stark naked, their clothes and boots lying on a hay bale. They were trying to slap each other with their hand towels. Water trickled down their muscular, curved bodies. They were quite similar in their beauty, but still different enough. Wyatt stood an inch or two taller; his muscles were bulkier and his shoulders were wider. Beau was leaner but his muscles were more solid, more defined. Their cocks were quite similar, long enough to swing freely in the wind as they played around, slapping against their thick thighs. Wyatt’s blonde bush was neatly trimmed above his hanging meat. Our other brother, Beau, kept a bushier, fuller patch.
I feel down to my crotch, knowing it has been awhile since I’ve manscaped. My brothers hugged each other, having stopped their towel spankings. Their embrace lasted longer than one would expect. Beau lowers himself down, sliding down our brother’s drenched, wet body. His head levels with Wyatt’s groin. I take a step back, not wanting them to see me. I step on a twig and it snaps.
Shit! Did they hear me? “Johnn-y!” I heard Wyatt say my name, stretching it out. “Is that you?”
I peek around and both of my brothers are looking towards me. Beau is still on his knees. I can now see Wyatt’s lengthy, hot erect rod without Beau’s head in the way. He says, “Come here, Johnny. It’s ok. We aren’t mad.”
“Why would you guys be mad!?” I shout coming into view.
Wyatt and Beau laugh but don’t seem concerned that I catch them naked, messing around. Beau stood up and faced me. He was as long and hard as Wyatt. “We are just getting clean. You have seen us naked before.”
“Not hard.” I said stepping forward.
“Does it bother you, little brother?” Wyatt asked.
“Um…no.” And it really didn’t. I was kind of jealous. I loved my brothers and wanted to be as close to them as they were with each other. They had so much in common and were so alike. I always felt like the odd one out even though they never showed it.
“Do you wanna shower with us?” Beau asked. I looked at their gorgeous, strong, naked bodies, and then I looked down at mine. “Come on. I want you to shower with us.” He said reaching his hand out.
I stop at the hay barrel. I kick off my shoes and drop my pants and then I look up at my stunning big brothers one more time. Water runs down their V-shaped waist to their long cocks, dripping off their swollen meats. I take my underwear off. My shirt still covers my growing dick.
“Shirt off too, Johnny.” Wyatt tells me. He smiles at me, rubbing his wet hands across his well-defined pecs.
“Come on, Beautiful. Join us in the water.” Beau tells me and gives me the confidence to pull off my shirt. I stand naked in front of them; they both admire my body. I let them soak in my trim, smaller body. My cock is at half-mast. “Nice.”
I step into the water. It’s cold but it’s a warm day. Beau stands in front of me and massages my shoulders. I relax. Wyatt comes behind me and presses into my back. “Is this ok?” He asks.
“Um, yeah.” I say and both of my brothers sandwich me between their soft skin and hard physiques. I feel each of their hard lengths press into my lean body and I quietly moan.
“Do you want to get clean or dirty with us little brother?” Wyatt says right before he nibbles on my earlobe.
“Dirty. Definitely dirty.” I moan, feeling too good. My stud older brothers were pleasuring me like I was a beautiful, grand prize. Beau’s big cock grinded into my steel-hard dick.
“I’m gonna taste you.” Beau tells me with a grin. He slides down my wet body to my bouncing boner. His face is leveled with my throbbing erection. He looks at me again and gives me another big smile before he swallows me whole. His mouth is warm and his wet tongue sends shivers through my body.
Wyatt holds me tight in his embrace. His fat cock slides between my spread ass cheeks as water rains down on us. Beau bobs his head back and forth as he sucks hard on my sensitive cock. His hands run up and down my slender torso. I love that he just wants to explore my body along with Wyatt, whose hands also travel all over my bare skin.
“My cock is loving the feel of your butt. You ever have a cock in it?” Wyatt asks as his hand replaces his cock between my cheeks.
“Um…yeah.” I say to him feeling his fingers along my smooth crack.
Beau pulls off my cock. “We thought so. Do you want your big brother’s cock to fuck you?” He asks as he strokes my dick.
“Oh god yes. I love you guys!” I say with so much emotion and horniness.
Wyatt moves away from me and gets a bottle. He gets level with my ass and gets to work loosening me up. Beau just plays with my cock, a little teasing and a little exploring. Wyatt is gentle but works fast preparing me.
“Oh! Wow! Yes!” I shout as Wyatt pushes his cockhead past my ring and slides his length deep into me. His cock stretches me out. I feel a mixture of pain and pleasure. Beau takes my cock back in his mouth and I moan through all the love my big brothers are showing me.
“Oh Johnny, you feel fucking great!” Wyatt grunts as he thrusts into me. “I’m so happy to have you home.
“Fuck, Wyatt! Beau! You guys…I’m gonna cum!” I cry as I start shaking.
“Me too, little brother.” Wyatt grunts in my ear. Beau sucks harder.
I lose it. My two big brothers send my body on fire. These hot farmer studs fuck me so good. Never in a million years did I think these cowboys would want to do what I only fantasized about. My body starts spasming and I shake as cum fires from my cock into Beau’s hungry mouth.
Wyatt hammers harder and faster and I love hearing him shout my name as he orgasms. He cums deep in my raw ass and I love it. Beau quickly stands up and fists his cock, swift and hard, right towards my spent cock. He grunts and as my name leaves his lips I feel his hot load blast all over my crotch and dick. I look down and see his thick white load covering my twitching member. Fuck, that was sexy.
I’m dripping in cum. We stand under the water, panting, coming down from our overwhelming orgasms. We’re in a three-way embrace and they stroke my wet skin, lovingly. “Let’s get you clean.” Wyatt says as he cleans out my used asshole. Beau cleans his cum off my full, unkempt bush and deflating cock. I let them and think about how amazing this all is. I’m gonna be bummed having to go back to school.
“I’m making lemon roasted chicken for dinner.” Beau tells me as he cups my drained balls.
“Yummy.” I say to his touch.
“After dinner we can show you how much we have missed you.” Wyatt says stroking my round ass.
“Again.” Beau jokes.
I have two dads, the older one is my biological and the other one raised me with him for as long as I remember. They were very close in college when my mom abandoned both of us, leaving me with my dad. They’re both bi so they got together after that.
Now, my long time fantasy, is to join them in bed. I think it would be so much fun, but the chances are extremely low. Not that anything happened regarding my conclusion, but I just don’t think they’d be up for that. So I’m just sharing my fantasy and letting this off of my chest.
"AITA for not stopping my drunk dad?
This is a throwaway for obvious reasons. I'm 19m and I've known I was gay for awhile but I live in a conservative area and not only am still closeted but frustratingly am still a virgin at 19 as the gay community around here is pretty much nonexistent.
I still live with my parents (40m and 39f) while I go to a local community college and we get along pretty well but I'm still terrified to tell them I'm gay as they are avid churchgoers and as I said before, VERY conservative.
Well lately my parents have been fighting a lot and my father has been staying out later and later, he used to come home right after work but now he usually spends evenings at bars, trying to avoid mom as long as possible.
Which brings me to what happened, which still fills me with both shame and a taboo thrill, I came home one night after a party and found my dad drunk on the sofa, crying. I immediately ran over and sat next to him and tried to find out what was wrong.
Here's the thing though... he was so drunk, he didn't recognize me... he thought I was my mom. I'm pretty skinny, with softer features and my hair is dark and wavy like my mother's, I've also been told I have pretty full lips for a boy so I assume this is why his inebriated mind got confused.
He began talking about how much it hurts him that she won't be intimate with him anymore and how lonely he is... and then he began kissing me and... I didn't stop him.
Things escalated and, I still can't believe it, my dad ended up taking my virginity right there on the couch. Luckily I'd been fingering myself for months so it wasn't as painful as it could have been. I know I should have told him who I was and stopped him but... I also really wanted to finally experience gay sex and knew this might be my only chance.
My dad is a lot more muscular than I am, more of a classic "manly man", he's got a hairy body and that kind of balding hairline that actually looks good on older men, you know what I mean? He's got a sandy mustache and stubble and despite his muscular frame he's got a bit of a beer gut that I feel is actually more attractive than an 8-pack.
He fell completely on top of me but he was also so gentle. He called me my mom's name as he fucked me, when he wasn't passionately making out with me or kissing my neck. I don't know how he didn't notice or feel my own erection pressed between our stomachs.
Here's the thing, the sex was AMAZING. I'd never felt anything like it before, my fingers were a pale echo of that pleasure in comparison. He finished inside of me and then passed out. I slowly moved out from under him and cleaned up as best I could and went to bed.
Now he clearly doesn't remember what happened and acts like everything's normal but I can't get his cock out of my head, how amazing it felt, how I loved the feeling of his body on top of me... I know I'm a bad person."
I want to see and play with my uncle's cock, so bad. I have since I turned 18. We've had some very personal conversations over the years. We've also exchanged some very racy and occasional nude gay porn. Usually of men we found attractive. All this while we were both dating. I'd love to ask him if I could see his cock in person or even a pic.
I made a move shortly after I turned 18 and he politely and respectfully turned me down, mostly fear of family finding out. But I know for a fact he's and my aunt had encounters with cousins.
Should I ask him? I'd like to ask him why he really turned me down. I'm not sure how he would respond tbh. He's very close with my aunt and her son and I do kind of worry he might mention it to them if I say something.
What do I do? Lol. He's older now, obviously and not as sexy as he used to be but I don't care. I'm still that 18 yo nephew that wanted to 69 with his thick, uncut 8"+ gay uncle.
If you haven’t read my first post, here it is
Anyways, the trip went super well! We got to bond so much like sooooooo much. We found out we have lots of similarities and differences that compliment each other.
When we were in the hotel, it was just pure rot and relax time in our boxers. This was both of our favorite parts because he loves relaxing and doing nothing and I love being almost naked near him. When we layed next to each other (sadly separate beds) He would face me and I’d face him. I would be jacking off under the blanket which I’m pretty sure he knew what I was doing but I’m glad.
We would seriously talk forever, there was never a boring conversation. He would constantly express how much he loved me and cared for me. He also said that nothing I say could make him love me any less, and that secrets should not be a thing. He kept going on that no matter what he loves me more than he can explain. I was obviously feeling very loved but also like he wanted me to come out there and then, I didn’t. Even though our bodies were jet lagged, we would both naturally wake up at 4am and we just kept talking and talking, just about life, plans, how much we love and care for each other, etc.
The second to last night, I ran out of clean underwear. I told him and his initial response was “oh well you’re just going to have to wear another dirty one”. I’ve been wanting to get a move on our relationship so I tested the boundaries. I got out of the shower in the dirty underwear and immediately layed down under the covers as it was night. I couldn’t stand it so I took them off and was completely naked under the sheets next to my dad. We go to sleep perfectly fine and then the next morning arrives.
We wake up, chill a bit, he’s on his phone scrolling on instagram while im on grindr looking for ppl near us and playing with my dick. He then looks over and says, “If I give you the money, can you go out and buy us breakfast so we can eat in here?” and I said yes enthusiastically forgetting I was naked because I sleep naked at home. This is my normal sleeping outfit. He gives me the money and now I have to get up to put some clothes on. I previously went to the onsen so I’ve gotten used to being naked already but not in front of my dad, the guy who I want to do stuff with.
Before I get up I say, “Hey dad, like you said yesterday Imma be completely honest with you especially because I love and trust you but I am completely naked right now. I just couldn’t stand sleeping in underwear that’s dirty. Idk if you want to turn around or not while I put some clothes on.” He then reassured me and said, “Pá, it’s okay to be naked you’re my son. I don’t care whatsoever if you have underwear on or not. You know you came from me right? Even though you were birthed from your mom, I made you, you’re from my balls.” We both laughed and I thanked him.
I tried so hard not to get a boner because him saying all that stuff just made me feel even safer with him and more loving.
I get the food, then come back. I immediately stripped down and sat in the bed. We eat, and then I shower afterwards. My u dee wear is still dirty so I end up washing it in the sink, I’m completely naked again with my dad, I hang them up to dry while he’s showering too. I’m packing and moving around the room freely while nude and I hear the bathroom door about to open. It opens and I warn him just incase “Hey dad, my underwear is drying so I’m completely naked right now, thought I’d give you a warning.” He responded with just boxers on and a tiny print, “That’s fine pá, no need to excuse yourself.” We both were packing just me naked and him in only under that was super see through, and we were just being guys.
I was reallyyyyy trying so hard not to get a boner just yet because we just to this level of comfort, especially because he’s usually extremely closed off. I thanked him for being so chill about me being naked and he said, “Of course, you’re my son, sons should feel safe being naked with the man that made them. I want you to feel safe and comfortable no matter what.” Then I gave him a hug and he loved it. I then told him, “I gotta confess something too, I’ve been sleeping naked every night and that’s because I sleep naked at home.” He then smiled and said, see you should have told me! I also sleep naked, nothing like being comfortable letting your balls and pole swing around everywhere.” We both laugh and I told him I love him and he said, “I love you too pá, I’m really going to miss you when we go back to the US”.
Now that the story is given, I really want to replicate the lazy time we had in Tokyo together here in the US.
I was thinking California since it’s close and there’s so many different places to check out. My plan is to get a private airbnb where there is nobody around us, one with a huge comfy couch, giant tv, and one king bed to share. We can just be in our boxers (preferably naked) all day long and watch movies, eat some pizza, drink some beers, talk some more. If we get a listing in the desert, we can sit in the hot tub with a beer and watch the stars at night. It’s just going to be us two for two nights in the summer.
My ultimate goal of this trip tho is to see my dad naked as well, I really want to jerk off with him or him fuck me. We’ll see where that goes.
Please let me know any advice you think would help me get to this point. I really want this to happen. After this trip we bonded so so much I honestly cannot explain how much I love him now. Please feel free to message me or comment.