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The city where I am doing my internship is in another state. I recently moved and rented a small apartment. I am an only child and my parents live in another state. For context, I am 21 years old, my parents were very young and high-school sweethearts when they had me, so they are both 41. My mother has never worked, she stays at home and does crafts and is already quite successful on Instagram and TikTok and manages to earn good money every month. My father works with investment funds and travels a lot for work all over the country.

The story I'm about to tell you happened recently. I was on break from my internship, waiting to find out if I was going to be hired or not, and pretty bored. I spent the day on Grindr, Sniffies, and The Blowers looking for dick. I'm a bottom gay boy with submissive tendencies, and my hunger for dick never wanes.
It was a night in June when I saw a profile on Grindr relatively close by that caught my attention. There was no photo, it said he was a 39-year-old top, and the description drove me crazy: "Married discreet guy. I'm looking for totally submissive young guys who like a dominant daddy. I want you to come into my Airbnb in the dark. I'll leave the door open and wait standing with my hard cock out. Kneel, suck me off, milk me, and leave. No talking."

I felt an immediate rush of excitement and replied:
"I'm in!" And I sent a video of myself sucking off a college buddy with a black mask covering my identity. In return, I received a photo of a monstrous cock, with veins, sagging balls, and uncut.
"If you want to serve this cock, read my rules carefully and come here now! If you don't arrive in 15 minutes, I'll call someone else to serve me. I haven't come in a week." And I received the location. It was close.
I jumped up, put on my running shoes, grabbed my house keys, and ran down the stairs.
Maps said it would take 7 minutes to walk, but I didn't want to risk missing the opportunity, so I ran and managed to get to the building's door in 5 minutes.
"I'm at the door." I sent a message on Grindr, praying it wasn't just some lying wanker. My heart was racing and my mouth was watering at the thought of putting that huge cock in my mouth.
"The code for the door downstairs is #9873. Go up to the second floor, D. The door will be ajar. Come in and kneel down. No talking!"

With my hands shaking with excitement, I entered the code and heard the door buzz open. I ran to the elevator and pressed the button frantically. The seconds seemed to drag on, but finally it arrived and I went up to the second floor. I turned left and saw door D slightly ajar. Fearfully, I approached. In the distance, I could hear the sound of a television with sports commentary. There was practically no light, only slight shadows. I closed the door carefully and knelt down.

A deep voice, almost like Batman's, spoke in the dark:
"Crawl over here, fag. A few steps in front of you."
I crawled like a puppy thirsty for a bone and found what I was looking for. Hairy, muscular, thick legs. I felt around in the dark until I reached an absolutely giant cock, almost too big for my mouth.
"No hands, suck it!" ordered the man's deep voice.
Without questioning the orders, I put my mouth on it. It was slightly sweaty and had a salty taste of pre-cum. I licked the head of the cock and opened my mouth, trying to take as much as I could. It was really big.
"Did you come here to suck or to play, damn it!"
The man in the dark grabbed my blond hair and pushed my head onto his big cock, making me choke. He was rough!

"Take it, no complaints! Didn't you come to suck? Then you're going to suck my fucking cock!"
I was super excited, my cock almost bursting out of my Adidas shorts.
The guy started fucking my mouth and panting. I choked more and more and tried to get a moment's rest from that monster in my throat that almost made me vomit. I pushed the man's strong thighs, but he wouldn't let up.
"You're not getting away. Hold on, I'm almost done. Just take it!”
I tried to relax my throat and let him fuck it. I tried to breathe through my nose, concentrating as hard as I could. Tears streamed from my eyes. I felt like a real whore and I was loving every second of it. The man's thrusts were getting faster and harder. The air smelled of man sweat, strong and intense. His sagging balls hit my chin hard.
The man in the dark began to grunt and roar, and my throat was flooded with abundant sperm. I choked, coughed, and felt sperm coming out of my nose. The man moved away and shook his giant penis and the last drops of milk onto me.
"It's done, you can leave," said the hoarse, panting voice.

I got up from the floor with an enormous hard-on. I opened the apartment door and ran to the elevator, which was still on the second floor. I pressed the exit button, and as soon as the doors closed, I took my cock out of my shorts and just had to touch it to cum all over the elevator floor. The orgasm was so strong that I almost screamed, and tears of pleasure ran down my face. My face was a mess of drool, snot, and cum from that big, athletic man. I wiped it with my T-shirt, and as soon as the elevator door opened, I ran out into the street toward my apartment, leaving my sperm scattered on the elevator floor.

I slept like a baby, and in the morning I had a missed call from my dad and a message.
"Hey champ, I'm in your town. Want to come have lunch with dad?"
I was so happy. I hadn't seen my dad in months. I took a shower and had to masturbate again in the shower, thinking about that anonymous blowjob I had given that man the night before. I had never done anything like that before, and the risk had paid off. I got dressed, put on some cologne, and went to meet my dad at a nearby Starbucks. There he was, well-groomed, his beard impeccable as always, wearing a navy blue shirt that showed off his well-trimmed chest hair. His tall, athletic body was attractive to me, if he weren't my father. I gave him a hug and he smelled great, using Burberry Hero as always. We drank coffee and he teased me about how I still looked like a teenager, that he couldn't believe I was about to start working.

"Where do you want to have lunch, champ? Do you want to go see a movie with Dad and order pizza, or would you prefer a restaurant?"
"Pizza!!!" I said enthusiastically. I've always loved watching movies with my dad, ever since I was a kid, the more violent and noisy the better.
"Great, I'm staying nearby. Let's go. I'm staying for two nights, so we can make up for lost time over the last few months," he said, smiling and ruffling my blond hair. He was dark-haired, I took after my mom.

On the way to his hotel, we FaceTime her:
"Hi, honey, look who I found at Starbucks, do you know him?" My mother was all happy and smiling.
"My men together, I love it. Have fun. I love you so much!"
"I love you too, sweetheart. Kisses." Their relationship was so happy and loving. I wanted to have a boyfriend who would give me that one day. Except for the fact that I liked being used like a cheap whore by older, hyper-masculine men, like last night. I tried to push that thought away. I was with my dad, for fuck's sake.
Since we were on FaceTime with my mother, I didn't even notice the route we took, I just followed my father in his confident strides. As I looked around, something seemed familiar. I was near the building where I had gone yesterday to suck that man's dick in the dark. How embarrassing!
"Are you laughing, champ?"
"Nothing, Dad. I remembered something silly, don't worry about it."

Then he approached the door, the same door I had entered the night before. Fuck, what a coincidence. I couldn't believe I had sucked cock and had my throat fucked in the same building where my father was staying. How embarrassing!!!
The entry code was the same one the guy had given me the night before, I still remembered it. My dad called the elevator and I got in. I looked at the floor and saw the stains of my dried semen. They hadn't cleaned it up yet.
I started shaking with adrenaline. I was completely uncomfortable.

"Are you okay, kid?" my dad asked worriedly.
"Yes, Dad. I'm just hot and dizzy, probably was the coffee. Sugar high!" And I laughed awkwardly. My father's big, strong hand pressed the button for the second floor. Damn!
It couldn't be, what a surreal coincidence. The guy was my father's neighbor. The elevator door opened and we got out.
"What letter are you on, Dad?"
"I'm on D, for David. Like you!" He laughed loudly.
I started to see everything spinning around me and felt my heart beating very fast. My father opened the door to the same apartment I had entered and knelt in the night before.
"Did you check in today? When did you arrive?" I asked in a whisper.
"No, I checked in yesterday. I arrived yesterday afternoon, but I had a business dinner and was tired, so I went straight to bed. That's why I only called you today."

No! It couldn't be. I entered the same apartment, ran to the sofa, and sat down.
"Son, what's wrong?"
"I think my blood pressure is low."
The man with the monstrous cock who had used me and fucked my throat like it was a pussy... WAS MY FATHER. And the problem? I had loved it and I want it more.
I looked at him as he went to get me a glass of cold water. The same thick thighs, the deep voice he had forced out the night before. My father had always loved Batman movies, and as a child he would imitate his voice to me as a joke. I looked at his gray suit pants... the bulge in his pants. The cock I had sucked the night before. There was no doubt. It had been my father... FUCK!

To be continued...

PART 2

I ate two slices of pizza and watched a movie with my dad without paying any attention to the details. My dad kept asking me what was wrong, and I just said I was tired, that I had gone out the night before and it had been intense. I asked if he minded if I went home to get some sleep. He still tried to insist that I sleep in his room, but I made up an excuse that I couldn't sleep without my pillow, and he called me an Uber to my apartment. We agreed to meet for dinner or lunch the next day.

At home, I couldn't stop thinking that this rough and arrogant man who had shamelessly fucked my mouth was my father. I tried to come up with excuses and solutions to explain that it was someone else, but nothing made sense. It was him, there was no doubt about it. My father was an athletic man, although I had never really noticed it under his work shirts. He and my mother had a happy marriage, they even went to church on Sundays, and yet he was on Grindr looking for submissive gay young guys to suck him off. Not just suck him off, but to serve him like real little whores... and I had been one of them.

I couldn't do anything but think about his cock, the smell of his sweat mixed with aftershave. Fuck. The hours passed and it got dark. I sent him a message saying that I'd rather have lunch the next day because I was very tired. It got dark I don't even know what time it was when the sound of a Grindr notification woke me from my lethargy. I wasn't in the mood for hookups and the usual questions from Grindr guys, but out of habit I picked up my phone.

It was the same profile as the day before... My father's profile.

"Available?"

Automatically and without thinking twice, I replied, as if something was taking over my body. I was already shaking with adrenaline.

"Yes, daddy. I'm available."

Fuck, I was calling my own father “daddy”, in a sexual way.

"Great, you behaved well yesterday. Today you're going to get an upgrade. I want you to come in jockstraps with that pussy ready. I'll leave a chair near the door. Stick your ass up, already lubricated, and wait for me to fuck you. No talking. When I bred your ass, I'll go inside and you'll leave. Deal?"

WHAT? My father wanted to fuck my ass with that huge, thick cock. This could only be a vivid dream. I was going to wake up at any moment. I just replied:

"Yes, sir."

"I'll be waiting for you here in 30 minutes, or you know I'll find someone else!"

I dropped my phone and ran to the bathroom to prepare my ass. Luckily, I hadn't eaten much, and in five minutes I had my anal shower done. Unlike my dad, I wasn't hairy, so my ass was smooth and ready to be fucked hard. I put lub on with my fingers, dressed the jockstraps, and walked out the door.

I already knew the way to my father's Airbnb by heart. In 20 minutes I was at his door. I opened Grindr and sent:

"I'm here, dad."

FUCK! I sent dad instead of daddy. Fuck, fuck.

"Come in, boy. You have the door code and the floor in the conversation."

Shaking, I went to 2D. My cock was already throbbing with lust and my asshole was twitching. The apartment door was ajar again, darkness inside and the sound of an action movie in the background. Probably the same movie we had tried to watch together after lunch. I was wearing a hoodie so he wouldn't recognize me, and I could only see shadows in the dark. I saw the footstool a few feet in front of the door. I closed the door, and heard Batman's voice commanding somewhere in the darkness:

"On all fours, and I don't want any fuss about getting fucked in the ass. You came here to get fucked in the ass, right? Is that what you want?"

"Yes, sir. I want it..."

My voice trembled with the same violence as my body. I felt a cold thrill of excitement in my chest and stomach. I took off my shorts, threw them on the floor, causing my cell phone to fall out of my pocket and land on the floor beside me. I got on all fours on the bench, offering my hole to that guy in the darkness. That guy who was my father. My father who had been drinking beer with me and watching a movie a few hours ago. The same father who had called me champ since I was a kid.

I felt his presence approaching me with his footsteps. He slapped me hard on one of my buttocks and I was startled.

"I'm going to destroy this hole, are you ready?"

"Yes, daddy." I replied, trying to disguise my voice.

He spat and rubbed his fingers on my ass, sticking a finger in my already wet hole.

"Tight pussy. You're going to have to take it."

And without further warning, he thrust his cock into me in one stroke. That thick, veiny cock I had sucked the night before. I let out a squeal of pleasure and pain mixed together.

"Take it. Keep it down."

And I held on, wanting it as much as he did. My father then began to thrust into my ass without any mercy. He grabbed me by the hips and began a hard and aggressive fuck that made me moan.

"This is what you gays like, isn't it? Getting fucked hard in the ass like the real whores you are. Getting fucked by married family men with children, isn't it?"

"Yes, sir, yes." I replied between my moans and the sound of his huge cock going in and out of my wet hole.

"That's right, you're probably old enough to be my son. I have a son about your age, you know? I could almost be your father." And he laughed sarcastically.

I didn't want to believe what I was hearing. My ass was getting totally stretched open by that thick penis going in and out.

"I'm going to cum really fast, fuck. I wish my wife would give me her ass like this. But she won't, so I have to resort to little gays like you when I travel."

He was talking about my mother's sex life. Surreal! But I was loving every second of it. Being my own father's cheap whore. The air smelled of his sweat mixed with the smell of beer on his breath.

"I'm going to fill you with cum, bitch. Take it!"

He started pounding even harder, if that was possible, and like a lion he roared and came inside me.

"Take my cum, bitch, you're going home filled with married man's cum."

I couldn't hold back and came all over the footstool, I hardly even needed to touch my penis to reach orgasm. He stopped and, panting, pulled out of me with a "plop" sound. I felt cum dripping out of my hole.

"Grab your things and get out," he ordered in his rough, authoritative voice. My father had never spoken to me like that before.

I was getting up from the bench when my phone started vibrating on the floor. We both looked at the iPhone screen at the same time, where a close-up photo of a blonde woman appeared with a name... "MOM."

My mother was calling me, and the light from the screen illuminated his face. His gaze was one of disbelief and doubt.

"David???" His voice was no longer the deep voice of Batman. It was his normal voice, my father's voice.

I got up, grabbed my shorts and cell phone, and ran out the door. I opened the stairwell door, quickly put on my shorts, and ran down the stairs.

I felt ashamed, afraid, and had my father's cum running down my legs.

Continues…

When I got to my apartment, my heart was beating out of my chest. I had run the whole way there. Not knowing what to do, I turned off my phone. I wasn't going to answer my mom, not after my dad found out that the gay guy he had fucked two nights in a row was his own son.
Fuck, how embarrassing. I should never have gone back there, not after finding out he was my own father. But was I really sorry?
I lay down without taking a shower. I could still smell his sweat and body perfume on me. I still had his cum inside me. I couldn't take it and masturbated again, sticking my fingers in my cum-filled hole.
I took a sleeping pill and waited for it to take effect in the dark.
It was 6 a.m. when I woke up, it was still dark outside. I turned on my phone fearfully. I had many messages from my father.

"Call me."

"We need to talk, David.”

"Don't tell your mother anything, I beg you, champ."

"Answer your father, please."

"I'm sorry."

Among many others.

I started writing a message. He was probably asleep. I didn't know what to say. The only thing that occurred to me was to apologize. After all, I knew it was my father fucking me, he just didn't know he was fucking his own son.

"I'm sorry, Dad. I'm sorry if I'm a disappointment to you."

I sent it. In no time, I had a message back.

"I'm awake, come see me. I beg you, David. I'll call you an Uber."

In a few minutes, I had the ride share on my phone. I went downstairs and got in the car. It was a super short ride, but it felt like forever. I didn't know what to expect. An angry father, disappointed that I liked being fucked anonymously by older men?

He opened the front door as soon as he saw me arrive. He was waiting for me at the door. His white shirt was open and he was wearing boxers. His hair was messy and he had a beer in his hand. I entered the Airbnb without saying a word. There was light this time. The bench where he had fucked me was in the same place, still stained with my orgasm. I went to the living room, took off my sneakers, and sat on the couch with my knees up to my chin.

My father followed me. He stood in front of me, his gaze dark and searching.

"I had no idea it was you, David. I can't tell you how sorry I am. I never realized you liked men."

I laughed out loud.

"I can say the same, I never realized it either."

He gave a dry laugh.

"You can't exactly say I like men, but the sex life of a married man over 40 isn't exactly a party. A friend told me about Grindr a while ago and said he could get easy, free sex whenever he traveled. The idea stuck in my head and I tried it... and got hooked."

He scratched his stubble. I looked up at him. His thick, hairy legs. His body was still athletic, even though you could call it a dad bod. His chest hair was trimmed like a beard. The bulge in his boxers. I had never seen such a sexy man in my life. He was everything I looked for in men when I watched porn. However, he was my father, and I had never looked at him that way before.

As if I had a magnet in my hand, I ran my hand over his hard stomach and up to his chest. My father sighed. Without knowing what I was doing, I knelt in front of him, my hand reaching down to his tight black boxers. He was hard as a rock. He took my hand and lifted me up, clearly affected by the drink. I touched his pectorals, squeezed them hard, bit them. He moaned loudly.

"Do you want this knowing that I'm your father?" he asked me breathlessly.

"I already knew it was you when I came the second time..."

He laughed loudly and looked at me amused.

"You knew? And I thought you hadn't realized and that it was all a big misunderstanding."

"I came running when you called me the second time, when I realized it was you."

"You little bastard..."

I took off his shirt and smelled his armpits, the strong sweat flooding my nostrils. I licked, I devoured. He stroked my blond hair.

"I'm going to regret this so much," said my father.

"Are you sure? You like submissive young guys… like me.” I teased him.

"Shut up and suck, I think we understand each other better that way."

He pushed me onto the sofa and his cock sprang up in my face. It smelled of cum and piss. I licked his big, sagging balls. My father put one leg on the sofa and told me to open my mouth. My back and head were against the sofa, and he started fucking my mouth.

"What a mouth, fuck. What a pussy mouth!" he said as he took sips from the beer bottle in his hand.

I choked and coughed. My father took his cock out and hit me in the face with it. His hard cock punished me hard. I stuck out my tongue and took his cock on my tongue, making saliva fly everywhere.

"Turn that ass around, turn that ass around for daddy. NOW!"

My father was in attack mode, his voice hoarse with desire, with eagerness.

"Yes, father."

"That's right. Who's your daddy who's going to fuck that ass until you scream for more?"

"It's you, it's you." I replied, crazy with lust, turning my back to him.

He tore my black running shorts like a raging animal. I was still wearing the jockstraps from earlier. I still had his cum inside me. His cock slid into me with ease, like a hot knife cutting through butter. I moaned loudly.

"Moan for daddy, bitch. Moan."

He grabbed my face with both hands and stuck his fingers from both hands inside my mouth, pulling me back hard. I was completely at his mercy.

"Take daddy's cock, take it, fuck. You're all wet, you look like a girl with a wet pussy."

I couldn't even moan, I just drooled on his fingers and down my chin. My father was completely animalistic, fucking my ass, beating his own cum inside me, like someone beating egg whites. He took his hands out of my mouth and pushed my head down, making me arch my back. Out of nowhere and without warning, his big foot stepped on my face, pressing me against the sofa seat. My cheek was being completely crushed by my own father's big foot.

The only sound in the room was the noise of our moans and his cock going in and out of my open, cummy hole.

"I'm going to fill you with cum, son. Do you want it?"

"Yes, yes! Please, Dad." I begged, my words muffled by his foot.

He started grunting, roaring, and his cock began to throb inside me, releasing the sperm that created me... inside me.
He fell on top of me, panting. His chest hair pricked my back.

When he finally got up off me, I was still on all fours.

"Push the cum out, I want to see my cum dripping out of that open hole."

"Yes, Daddy."

I flexed my sphincter muscles and felt the warm liquid flow out of me.

"Beautiful, fuck. I have to take a picture of this, stay there."

My father went to get his cell phone and photographed my open hole filled with his own sperm.

"Go take a shower, you're a mess." And he laughed.

To be continued…

My first time going to Mexico to see my cousins from Mexico turned out to be our best gay experience.

I’m 21 and my cousin is 22 and his family lives in a cottage in the mountains where there’s nobody living near. It was the first day and we were talking about basic stuff like life in America and how differently it’s compared to Mexico and he asked me if any baddies in America. I said yea but I told him I was gay and only know about the cute dudes in my college and neighborhood. At first he was disgusted but soon admitted to me that he wasn’t sure about his sexuality since he’s never had any relationships. And he told me wouldn’t mind hooking up with a guy or girl. I said as a joke maybe we should do something. He looked at me with a small smirk and laughed.

The next day after breakfast he told me about a river down where he lives and it’s a perfect place to swim. Let’s go I said. We packed our things and went on the 10 minute walk to the river. It was a beautiful scenery and perfect day to go for a swim. We went in and relaxed on a rock after 20 minutes of swimming.

He told me that he was thinking of the thing I said last night and told me the only reason he brought me to this river was to at least we can hook up. My heart was going crazy when he said that and I agreed. We both started getting naked and when I pulled down my underwear he was shocked and surprised because I’m circumcised and asked me what happened to my dick. Why isn’t it like mine and he showed me his hung I believe it was 5 inches, uncircumcised dick. I told him in America some boys are circumcised and some are not. And I was the unlucky because we Mexicans should be uncircumcised but not me. He wanted to play with my dick and feel what a cut dick felt like and he said he loves the look of it and he likes my circumcision scar. I did to play with his dick and I enjoyed it especially because he had a very long foreskin and pulling it up and down was satisfying. I told him if he knew what docking was and he did and we did it and man it felt amazing a weird at the same time because I’m touching tips with my cousin who I first met. After admiring our different dicks we decided to have a jerk off contest, who ever cums last needs to lick both our cum. It was a win win for me because I wanted to lose but i ended up cumming within 15 seconds.
Later we went in for skinny dipping and swam for another 20 minutes before walking back home. And yes we did walk home naked and changed into our clothes before entering his house.

Let me know if yall want pt 2 of the rest of my sexual experience with my cousin. There’s more.

Hello all, long time no see if you’re a returning reader. If not I recommend reading the first part, but I guess it isn’t necessarily needed if you’re here for pleasure.

Anywho where we left off was I had found my dad on Grindr while we were in the same house. After some nudes were traded, he made his way into my room and I sucked him off. That was the norm for the next couple months, but this story will be all about how we got to the next level.

Again we started this whole thing during winter break. I sucked him off at the start of December but then went to stay with my mom for winter break. Came back and saw him the day after Christmas and things were a little awkward. The awkwardness eased after a couple days when his boyfriend was out of town visiting his family, and I messaged him on Grindr again lol. Basically the entire time his boyfriend was gone (a week), I was sucking my dad off. When his boyfriend came back we didn’t stop, but they also didn’t stop. Every other night I’d hear them go at it, then in the morning I’d wake up to my dad walking into my room naked ready for head.

Okay let’s fast forward to late February.

The whole me sucking his dick everyday had slowed down. Yet one morning he came down like normal, but did something way different. Normally he just comes down and I’m up ready for class and we just get to it. This time around he came down earlier than normal and slid into my bed and started rubbing me up and down. I wake up and I’m expecting to just take his dick into my mouth and then call it a day. Then I hear him whisper, wanna try doing it for real? By this time we had talked about it actually fucking but the furthest we’d ever gone was him fucking between my thighs like we’re teens or something lol. Anyways I sprung up after hearing that and stripped off my boxers. He pulled me closer and started kissing my body. He was already hard and he brought his lube knowing what my answer would be lol. He stood up and I got on all fours and sat on my bed. With a little bit of lube and spit and fingers first! He slid his meaty rod into me. Oh the joy and orgasmic feeling was absurd. He slid in and out slowly at first but then ultimately decided he wasn’t gonna go easy on me. Everything I heard him and his boyfriend all the time made sense. He was going to town. I was not his partner or his son in that moment, I was a sex toy at best. An incredible 10 minutes later I’m feel this incredible load all over my face. I shit you not, I think i passed out because I don’t remember ever moving but I ended up on my back and the next thing I know i have cum on my face.

I’ll end it there for now. I will try and be more active on here, I have plenty of stories. Some that include just him and i, some that include him, me and others.

Again message me with any questions, I’m sorry this story may not be as in depth as the last. And sorry for not being on here for so long. Life has been doing its thing!

I was 18, and like any curious teenager, I found myself browsing through a popular dating site, looking for some excitement. I scrolled past countless profiles, but one caught my eye. It was a profile with only a single photo—a massive cock pic. I felt a surge of excitement and instantly got hard. The sheer size and thickness of it made my heart race. I had to know more.
I messaged the user, my fingers trembling with anticipation. We started chatting, and as our conversation progressed, he began to describe in graphic detail how he planned to dominate me. He talked about fucking my throat and ass so hard that I'd never forget it. His words were crude and explicit, but they only served to heighten my arousal. I sent him a picture of my ass, feeling a thrill at the thought of what might come next.
After a while, he suggested meeting up. I agreed, but I wanted to see his face first. When he finally sent a photo, my world spun. It was my dad. Shock and excitement coursed through me. I was turned on beyond belief, thinking of everything he had promised and seeing that huge cock of his again. I knew I had to have him.
We agreed to meet at a gloryhole, a place where anonymity was guaranteed. I arrived early, my heart pounding with a mix of nerves and excitement. I sat there, eagerly waiting, my mind racing with thoughts of what was to come. When I heard footsteps, my nerves spiked. Then, I saw it—a cock slipping through the hole in the wall. It was thick and at least 8 inches long, even semi-hard. I grabbed it without hesitation, my mouth watering at the sight.
I started sucking him with all my might, feeling his cock grow fully hard in my throat as he began to thrust. The realization that my dad's huge cock was down my throat sent waves of pleasure through my body. I could feel it pulsing as he moaned out, "Swallow it." I took all of his cock down my throat, feeling his load pump into me. It was so much that I almost couldn't swallow it all. As he pulled his cock back through the hole, I heard him let out a satisfied moan and say, "Good boy. I'll see you at home."
I was in shock. He knew it was me. I didn't know what to say or do. I just sat there, gathering my thoughts, before finally getting my stuff together and heading home. That day had turned into something I never could have imagined.

Note: This isn't my first time posting here, if you wanna check my other posts just look at my pinned post.

This happened at the beginning of the year. My brother has pretty much always been very athletic and loved sports, but that is not my case at all. The thing is, after telling me for a bit he really wanted to teach me and all, I accepted and joined the gym. Since I joined, I have never really gone there without him, so when I'm doing my routines there I am always with him. A few weeks after I had started, we were doing our usual, which is him telling me what machines should I use and how to do it and me doing exactly what he asks. We usually leave the gym at a reasonable time and head home, but that day, for some reason I can't remember, we stayed longer than usual, so we decided to shower there instead of going home.

I wasn't really into the idea of showering together there, cause even though our gym showers are pretty private, it is still risky. But the truth is my brother is very convincing, and after looking at me with his beautiful eyes, shirtless and the drops of sweat falling from his hair to his shoulders, I just couldn't say no to him.

We made sure no one was there and I got into one of the showers. After a bit he got in with me too. At first it was just a normal shower, the water was running and we were soaping ourselves up, but after a while we started making out. It was just an innocent kiss, until I noticed his cock was getting harder, and pressing into my stomach. I stared at him and started laughing, but before I could react he was rubbing his cock against my skin. I rolled my eyes and turned around, then I told him that I would let him rub it between my cheeks, but only that, and to be quick. He agreed and quickly grabbed my hips and began to slip it between them. Honestly, for a while I forgot we were at the gym, it was just us, laughing, kissing and playing together, but when my brother suddenly grabbed my cock and started jerking me and at the same time he went on to lick and kiss my neck, I just lost it and let out a grunt.

Conveniently, one of his mates was just going in and recognized me by my voice. He asked me if it was me and if I was okay. I started chatting with him, told him I had accidentally turned on cold water and it had surprised me, all while my brother kept going, now licking my ears, and his cock still between my cheeks, rubbing it faster on my skin. The guy asked me about my brother, my life, just normal conversation, but then my brother whispered in my ear, "Baby, don't scream", before pushing his whole cock inside me and covering my mouth with his hand. It obviously didn't work, and although I did try to silence myself, I still made some noise.

That guy sounded genuinely concerned, and I just told him it was a cramp, but I was running out of excuses and my brother was going beast mode and didn't have plans to finish anytime soon. We managed to stay kind of silent until the dude said goodbye and left the room. I was so relieved, you can't even imagine how relaxed I felt when the danger disappeared. I told my brother to change positions, I turned around and jumped on him, my legs wrapped around his hips. He pushed me agaisnt the wall and started fucking me way harder than before. When I heard some guys walking into the room, I had to put my hand inside my mouth so I didn't make any noise. One of those guys was my brother's friend, who had forgot his shampoo there , he saw the door of my shower was still closed, and asked me if I was okay, that I was taking too long. At first I was too focused on my brother that I forgot I had to answer, so he knocked on the door and asked again. My brother slapped my face very softly and told me to answer very quietly. I just told him I needed a long shower today, not to worry that he could go. All of that while my brother was cumming deep inside, still going strong.

That guy finally left and my brother took his cock out, as his load slipped out of my gaping hole. I hadn't come yet, and my brother was still holding me in his arms. I was going to get down, but he lifted me even higher, placed my legs over his shoulders and started sucking my cock. It was really crazy to feel his warm mouth while I could still feel his cum leaking out of my hole, but It felt so fucking good it just took me a minute to bust a huge load.

After that we actually showered for real and then simply went home, making sure no one saw us getting out of the same shower. The funny thing is that guy told my brother about what he had heard the next time he saw him, telling him he thought he had caught me jerking off in the gym showers. He was obviously laughing about it, but the next time I saw him I was sooo embarrased.

I [50] had my son [33] at 17 when I didn't know myself and dated a popular girl inigh school everyone expected me to be with. She got pregnant around graduation, and we lost contact for years. I was not necessarily a good person. I felt justified in not reaching out because she didn't reach out either. Seven years later she was a mess, drinking heavily and in jail. Her mother, my son’s grandmother, had been battling cancer. She called demanding to know why I had never been there. I didn't bother explaining and just showed up. She presented me with my son. I never had custody, of course, but it was easy to reinsert myself. We bonded over my father’s death from cancer and I helped around the house and sent my son’s mother commissary money. So I moved in with her and raised my son. Her daughter died in prison, which was painful, but I continued bonding with my boy and his grandmother pretty well. All that time they didn't know I had realized I was gay. I kept going with it and abstained from bringing men into the house to avoid upsetting her. When my son turned 18, he got a job and moved out. I helped around her house and lived with her until she passed away four years later. I really did love her as a caretaker and thought I was doing right by my son’s mother. After she died I moved out and in with my son because he didn't oppose it. I could've moved elsewhere, but I liked being close to him. A few years later I got us out of there, and we bought and lived in a house that we both paid into. Ever since then we have lived there.

Early on my boy knew I was gay because I didn't hide it. I brought men over, and he was open minded anyway. He never talked about girls or boys either, but we talked about anything. We usually have no clothes on but boxers. We are both on the heavier side, and it can get hot and humid where we live, so it is just more comfortable this way. Anyway I had always been attracted to my son. I am sort of a narcissist, so it doesn't help that he is my spitting image in face and body but just an inch shorter. It was after I met my now husband [45] and he moved in that the three of us started doing things together. It was not easy because my husband and I, before we were married, had made a social media page about our lifestyle and sometimes posted our son. When our dynamic shifted and we started posting riskier pictures of the three of us together, I started to get anxious, so we disabled that account to continue our dynamic. So if you have pieced it together, when my now husband moved in and we had sex almost all the time, my son was not far away in proximity. At times my husband would have sex with me verbally and tell me not that quietly during sex if I thought about my son and if I wanted him more than my husband. I would always get so turned on by that and say yes, and it would get louder and louder hoping that our son would maybe listen to see how he would react. It was terrifying of course, but my son and I never had a typical father son relationship. Don't get me wrong, I am fatherly to my son, but we are also best friends and have been really touchy with each other in our boxer briefs. He used to sleep with me, and we would get morning wood while we slept hugging each other. It didn't feel like stepping over a line, just like a normal thing. We would cuddle a lot in bed in a nonsexual way, but our dicks through our boxers would still rub against each other, and we never hid our boners from one another. One time I caught him jacking off in the kitchen, and I just continued grabbing what I needed from the fridge. That was probably his sign to me, and I didn't listen then, but anyway. On one of those days that my husband and I were having verbal sex talking about how much more I wanted my son than my husband, my son opened the door we had left open.

I remember that day as clear as day. I had my dick in my left hand, my husband on my right side talking loudly into my ear, and my son in my left view with just his boxers on and his sweety juicy nipples poking out like mine were. We just looked at each other. He pulled out his own dick and I told him to come here. I started sucking his fat cock while my husband started making out with my boy. We are a throuple now. We go to gay events, and only a few of our friends know. My husband likes seeing me make love to my son and tell my son I love him more than I love my own husband, which is true. My husband is not particularly attractive, but he is decently average, really funny, and loves that I love my son this much. Most nights now I sleep with my son while my husband sleeps in a separate room, and me and my son make out until we fall asleep. If anyone is interested in a particular story, just let me know and tell me if it's something you're willing to read.

During a family holiday at a beach resort, my cousin (22) and I (19) were sharing a room. One night after dinner we went back to the room, and we were messing around on the bed. Things got weird. We were wrestling and laughing at first, but it slowed down. He ended up on top of me.

He pulled my boxers down. I didn’t know what to say. Then he whispered, “You should just try it a bit,” and right after that he added with a small laugh, “I’m just joking.” He pulled his shorts down, took his cock out, and asked quietly, “Have you seen me hard?” I didn’t know what to say.

He rubbed it against me for a bit, then started asking in a low voice, “Would you ever try dick in your ass?” He asked it again, a little more directly. “Like… have you ever thought about it?”

I said no. But then I added quietly that I would try a bit.
He got up, went over to his bag, and came back with a condom and some lotion. He showed them to me and asked, “Do you want me to use a condom?” I said yes. He put it on, then squeezed some lotion on his fingers.

He started fingering me slowly with one finger, then two, while telling me to trust him. “Relax… I’m gonna fuck you well,” he said quietly.

He took his time, then positioned himself and slowly pressed the head inside me. He paused there for a while, rubbing my back. After a bit he pushed a little deeper, then pulled all the way out. He looked at me and asked quietly, “Do you like it?”

I stayed silent. He waited, then pushed back in slowly, working it deeper little by little until he was all the way inside me. After some minutes, he told me he was gonna go faster and told me to grab the pillow.

He started thrusting harder and faster, really going deep with each stroke. The bed was creaking and I was being loud…moaning into the pillow. Then he told me to get in front of him with my legs up. I did, and when he pushed back in I felt him really deep. He held my legs and fucked me hard and fast in that position until he said “can I get condom off?” And I said “ya” and he told me he wanted to finish inside me. And tbh I let him twice because he fucked me again raw.

This happened when we were both 18. My dad, cousin, and I had gone to an event at some club. On the drive back, it was pretty late, so I sat in the backseat of the car with my cousin and pretended I needed to sleep, so I laid down and placed my head on his lap. My cousin was sitting behind the driver's seat so my dad couldn't see what was happening.

It didn't take long before my cousin pulled out his dick and I started sucking it. It wasn't the most comfortable position and unfortunately he didn't cum but it was so hot.

I have more experiences with my cousin, so if hmu if wanna hear about those.

Hey everyone, I wanted to come and share the first time my older brother and I fooled around. I posted this a couple of years ago, but it didn’t have ALL the details, and I wanted to share it more in depth. To start, my older brother is straight; he was always a masculine type of jock growing up. I was the opposite—I was more of the gay nerd. So, we weren’t very close growing up. He did his thing, and I did mine. It is important to note that both my brother and I fooled around with a childhood friend growing up. Not together, but separately. This is important for later.

It was 2017 and I had just turned 18. My brother, being two years older, was 20. I, like most horny, mischievous gay boys, had developed a taste for catfishing straight guys that I knew at school—just the guys that I had a crush on or was too horny to resist. And I had gotten quite good at it. I only did it to like three super hot guys before the guilt set in and I quit. But that is when I had an idea: my brother was also a super hot straight jock, and I could not resist trying to do it to him as well.

So that’s what I did. I made a fake Snapchat account specifically just to talk to my brother. When brainstorming the best way to pull it off, I remembered our childhood friend, Z. Z was originally my friend, but my older brother became friends with him quite quickly. For about a year before he moved away, my brother and I spent ALL of our time with him. Some days he would hang with me, some days he would hang with my brother, and rarely the three of us would hang together. Before Z moved away, he wanted to show me something that my brother and he always did. I was confused but sad that my friend was leaving, so I was like, "Yeah, show me what’s up." He showed me porn that my brother and he had discovered. He then started jerking off, introducing me to this world that I had no idea about. He said that he would even suck my brother, and my brother would suck him. I was confounded but amazed. I kept this information to myself for years to come.

Fast forward: I am creating the catfish account for my brother. I create the account under our friend Z’s name. I add a bunch of people and send a bunch of fake snaps to build the snap-score so it looks more legit. I then was ready to attempt the horniest thing I have ever done in my life (up to that point). I sent a friend request to my brother, and within ten minutes, he adds me back. I start the conversation off just saying, “Hey,” and asking how he had been. He replies with the normal pleasantries and then told me he had to go to sleep that night. I didn’t want to push it, so I was like, "No worries, hit me up tomorrow."

The next day rolls around, and I wake up to a Snapchat from him. It was a Saturday, and I knew neither of us had work. He asks what “Z” (me) had been up to all these years, so I come up with some fake bullshit answer and he buys it. At this point, I’m getting bored of small talk with my older brother, so I just push it forward pretty hurriedly.

I say, “Hey, remember the stuff we used to do? Was super fun, haha.” He then replied, “Yes, of course, I agree. Was good fun back then.” HOLY SHIT, he is being responsive to it. I didn’t think that I would get this far. So I replied, “You still packing a lot, dawg?” “You know it. You want to see?”

Guys are SO easy, lol. JACKPOT. He then sends his nudes to the fake Snap account. Dick pics, videos of him cumming, fucking girls, everything. I had never been so hard in my life, and he made me shoot the biggest load. I sent pictures back of my dick in hopes he wouldn’t remember what Z’s looked like. And it worked. My older brother was complimenting my dick and stroking himself to pictures of my balls and ass. It was CRAZY.

Fast forward: I would message him every once in a while, but I felt extremely guilty, so I tried not to. I was too fucking horny one night and I messaged him just saying, “Hey, you know your little brother and I used to fool around too.” He did not like that his little brother was brought up. I pushed it a little further and said, “You know your little brother told me he’d be on his knees for you anytime you wanted if you would just let him.” That is when he said, “Yo, what the fuck, shut the fuck up. That’s my brother, are you insane??” He then instantly blocked “Z”.

I thought that was the end of it, until fast forward like two months later. I get a random friend request from my brother on my fake Snapchat account. I was SHOOK. He added me back and said sorry for blocking me. He then was like, “Have you talked to my brother at all?”

“Yes, I have. He said he is still down whenever you want. You can trust me… free blowjob machine whenever you need bro, that’s what he told me.”

The only thing he replied was, “You fucking swear? Because if you’re fucking with me, I will fucking kill you.”

“Yes, I SWEAR.” He then blocked the catfish account again. Probably his own guilt kicking in.

The next night, I am sitting in my room. I can hear my brother playing Xbox or something in his room across the hall. We both lived with our mom at this point. I had just graduated high school, was freshly 18, and my brother took a gap year because he didn’t know what he wanted to do. I was just chilling when I got a text from my older brother. I still have the screenshots too, and I still jerk off to them. The text said, “Hey bro, Z told me you want to do something. I am down since you’re gay and he said you wanted to.”

The only thing I replied is, “For real?”

He said, “Yes. Wait till mom falls asleep, come to my room. I'll have a blanket over my head watching porn, and you suck me till you know I finish.”

“Okay, whatever u want bro, I gotchu.”

I waited FOREVER for our mom to head to sleep. When it finally was time, I was already leaking so much precum; I was so worked up. I bet he was too, just waiting. I texted him saying, “I am coming,” and he thumbs-up reacted to the message. I’m wearing underwear and a t-shirt, and I open his door and there he was, just like he said. His hard dick sprung up waiting for me to worship it, and a blue blanket covered his face—I am assuming so he could pretend whoever was sucking him was a girl. I was 18 and not that good at sucking dick yet, but that would change with the help of my brother. I went to work immediately. I needed him to want this again, so I relaxed my throat and just took it all, giving him the wettest, best head I could. He must’ve liked it, because five minutes into it, he unloads into my mouth. I accept it and just swallow it all. I jerk myself off all over his floor, get up, and return to my room.

He texted back, “Thank you.”

I said, "No worries, lmk whenever you want, and we can talk about it or not, Idc.”

He said, “Let's not talk about it for a while.”

I still have all these texts with timestamps, and it's just so fucking hot. This was the beginning of my older brother and I fooling around, and we still do it to this day. I’m 27 now and he’s 29. He had a girlfriend for a couple of years, but even when they were together, I’d still get a couple of loads a year. Same when I was dating guys—we would still fool around.

Thanks for reading! My older brother doesn’t let me post pictures or videos here, but I can tell stories, haha. If you have any questions, LMK.

I've always felt weird about my sexual feelings towards my dad, but recently I've had a growing urge to explore it with others, so I created this account as I wanted to share how it all started.

One night back when I lived with my alcoholic dad, who at the time had recently split up with his girlfriend, he had come up the stairs quite drunk after a night of drinking alcohol like he did most night... I was sleeping until him making noise coming up the stairs woke me. I was annoyed that he had woken me up being loud, but had thought it would be fine as he would soon be in his room and asleep.

This night however he came into my room instead of his own, falling over the place and mumbling random things about his ex-girlfriend. My dad is quite an asshole when he’s drunk so I turn to face the wall, pretending to be asleep, hoping that would deter him from speaking to me. He sat on the end of my bed and things went silent for a moment, I carefully looked over my shoulder and he had his head in his hands, after what felt like forever, the silence soon ended and he began grunting slurs about his ex girlfriend again. First he took off his shoes and then he stood up from the bed and I could hear the sound of his belt rattling, followed by his jeans falling to the floor. Once undressed, he got in my bed.

It wasn’t long before he turned over in my direction and cuddled in to me, which wasn't weird or abnormal as my dad and I cuddled often and I always used to share his bed pretty much every night when I was growing up. Ironically this cuddle fixed the annoyance I had initially had with him for waking me up, and I thought I would now be able to go to sleep. He continued to mumble drunkenly, which made me feel slightly agitated so I nudge back and groaned signalling that I was asleep and for moment he stopped making noise. His cuddles were always the best kind, as someone who was constantly active with his work and would go gym nearly everyday, he had big hairy arms and body which I had always found comfy, this night his cuddles felt extra comfy when he began to move his hands around my body and gently tickle my skin. Although this was new, I still didn't think was strange and I liked how it felt... which is where things got weird.

I liked how it felt… like really like how it felt, that much my cock began to get hard. At this age I got hard over pretty much anything, my cock was always hard lol so I didn't think much of it but I knew I’d be embarrassed if dad noticed so I just kind of grunted again and moved my body, in attempt to make him stop, but he didn't. He continued to softly move his hand around my leg and started humming almost, with his head resting in my neck, he began saying his girlfriend's name and pushing his lips just under my ear. I could feel my cock throbbing and knew it would have been leaking at the point.

Dad’s hand continued to explore my body, he glided it up my legs and began circling around my left butt cheek, all whilst kissing my neck. At this point I was frozen, I didn’t know what to do, but I also didn’t want it to stop. His hands continued to caress the side of my bum, and his kisses were met with soft groans I had only ever overheard from his room when he’d have women over. I could feel his cock hardening up against me and without thinking, I impulsively pushed myself against my dads erection slightly, i still remember how warm his breath felt against my neck when he let out the soft sigh. Slightly pushing myself back had caused my farther hand to fall down off the side of me onto my bed, where his hand met my erect penis.

My dad sort of froze for a moment, his breath became more shallow and his body jolted slightly so his lips were no longer connected to my neck. I was so confused, I had never been so turned on in my life and I couldn’t understand why?? My dad just accidentally brushed past my erection, I thought I’d be embarrassed but after he had been kissing my neck intimately like he had, I was really turned on for him. The silence was thick and lasted forever… my heart was racing and my cock was bouncing so much, brushing my dad’s hand that still hadn’t moved. I remember thinking that this was a once and a lifetime accident that happened, but now my drunk dad knows it’s not his ex-girlfriend he has got in to bed with and it’s a male… his son, he would either go to sleep or get up and leave my room but he didn’t.

He soon moved his hand away from where it had fallen, and although I couldn’t see what he was doing with it, I felt him adjusting his own erection behind me. He then slowly put his arm around me again and cuddled in to me stronger this time, pulling us tightly together and resumed running his hands around my body. I couldn’t believe it. He mumbled “well this is different” as his lips returned to my neck and he placed his hand on my cock. At first he just laid his hand on it which made my cock throb like crazy, and he began to gently hump me slowly. I felt so turned on, it was crazy… and it just kept getting better. Not sure if this was intentional at this point, but as the humping began to get a little more rough, my dads flat hand began moving with the rhythm which felt like he was wanking me… I let out a little groan which led to my dad wrapping his flat hand around my cock, and he began to actually jerk me off.

I remember trying to move my bum enough so that his cock would fall into me, it never did though. I’m not sure what happened but after a bit of time, my dad stopped, got up out of bed and went to his room. We have still never spoken about this, not sure if he remembers or not but I’m sure he would, don’t you think?

Ever since this experience I have found myself fixated on dad/son porn and really turned on by it.

Sex with both FWB and his son at the same time

You can read my previous adventures with my FWB and his son here:
[https://www.reddit.com/r/YoungTopsOlderBottoms/comments/1mjtfh5/his\\\_sons\\\_bitch/\](https://www.reddit.com/r/YoungTopsOlderBottoms/comments/1mjtfh5/his\_sons\_bitch/)

All parties 18+. Everything described here is consensual.

Recap:

Me - 40 year old sub btm

FWB - 49 year old DILF and an old friend of mine before we started fucking.

A - 21 year old muscle stud like his dad, who took advantage of my easy access pussy and turned me into his submissive fuck toy. I started being weird about the idea but he wore me down after a while.

Many of you had asked me whether I had sex with both A and his father together - it's finally happened.

I'd recently broken up with my partner. The heartbreak and loneliness meant more time spent servicing my FWB (also a very old friend of mine) and his son A - the latter of whom now fancies himself as my dom master even though he's half my age.

I practically moved in with them and often this meant being fucked into oblivion between both A and his dad. They fucked me hard and rough but had different styles - the FWB enjoyed savouring his fucks and loved fucking me hard but slow and always in the comfort of his bedroom; A on the other hand threw me hard, fast fucks and doesn't care where in the house we are, and often wanted repeats. My FWB was softer and treated me with more respect, A being the entitled Gen Z simply bends me over, strips me if I'm wearing any clothing, and takes me whenever he wants irrespective of whether I'm ready for sex.

One evening I was bouncing on my FWB's cock. A stormed in and asked whether we'd finished as he was horned up and wanted his turn.

FWB, "You fucked him twice already, go wait outside!"

I was bouncing and moaning lewdly, perhaps louder than necessary since A was in the room. I get a turn on from being watched while I'm used like the mindless sex puppet that I am.

A turned to leave but suddenly I found myself hoisted up by my waist by a pair of hands. Before I realised what was happening, A had thrown me on to the kitchen table outside his dad's bedroom on my back and held my legs apart.

A, "fuck that shit, I always said I'm going to fuck this pussy when I want it."

I was very fuck drunk but managed to weakly whimper out a protest to A that he's being rude and to let me go back so his dad can finish before he has his turn, even though it was a turn on being snatched and treated like a toy. I tried to close my legs and get off the table but didn’t have the strength to.

In response, his shove his much girthier cock into me to the hilt and made me yelp.

A, "that's right, Uncle C, you like my cock better eh?... Ohhh love your slut pussy"

My FWB came out and begin yelling at his son. I was in too much of a fuck haze to care, writhing wantonly and moaning on the table as A pumped away in and out of me.

I could see out of the corner of my eye my FWB standing over me and getting hard. I reached to jerk him off.

FWB, "Fuck you're a slut aren't you? So desperate for cock."

Soon my FWB inserted his cock into my mouth. My brain short circuited. I had fantasized of this exact scenario many times, having sex with both father and son at the same time but neither had been up for it and sex had always been on their terms not mine.

A, "Hahaha this is pretty crazy, you being fucked by me and sucking my father's cock"

My FWB faced fucked me and must have been turned on by the situation - he usually lasted a lot longer - as he came less than 10 minutes into face fucking me. As he usually does, he bade us goodnight and told us to have fun, and retreated outside for a smoke.

A carried me to the couch and got me to sit on his cock reverse cowboy. I started to bounce but evidently he needed more, he stood up with me still impaled on his cock, pushed me and held me spread eagle against the wall with me still in the air and fucked me hard against the wall. That’s how strong he was and how much power he had over my body.

This position was uncomfortable but somehow turned me on. He was really railing me, his thick cock pummelling my P-spot. I was feeling extra vulnerable being fucked in this position. Soon he begin unloading in me and I felt an ass-gasm happen, except my thoughts faded to static this time and my entire body begin to shake. I begin to half cry and wail, and passed out.

Except I didn't know that I passed out. I woke up a few minutes later in A's bed. He was spooning me and nuzzling my neck.

A, "Fuck, you scared me, what was that, you screamed like a banshee! I thought the neighbours might call the police!"

Apparently I was wailing non-stop for a few minutes as I came and shaking until I passed out. A had moved me to his bedroom.

I thought it was likely the intensity of the situation. A moved me on top of him and cuddled me into his chest - I'd never known the big lug to show me any affection.

A, "I love fucking you. You make me happy. I'm so glad I don't have to fight you for sex and pin you down for it anymore. You're such a good, obedient little bitch these days."

Me, "Thanks, I think."

Even though he was a little shit, I can't help but feel proud that my 40 year old pussy can give this young stud a good time.

Then he kissed me gently and startled me with his proposal.

A, "You know, I was thinking, we're both single and not seeing anyone now. Do you want to become mine? And stop fucking anyone else? Be my good little baby boy, Uncle C, and let me fuck you all the time?" (he sniggered at the irony)

I had broken up with my partner a few months back and felt really wanted, even though A treated me as nothing more than a sex toy most times, entering me not caring if I was ready to have sex. Regardless, the relatively tender moment we shared made me swoon and more agreeable.

I pointed out our age difference, him being twenty years my junior and that I used to babysit the kid so I'm almost like a father, but it didn't matter to him. I reasoned he'd only wanted me for sex and will toss me aside when he got bored, like when he last got a gf, and in the meantime the sex was fun even when he was rough and rude to me.

I also wanted to make sure his dad was comfortable with the idea of us dating. But instead of waiting till morning or when we're appropriately dressed, A carried me like I was a little kid, both of us still naked, and walked over to the living room where my FWB was flicking through Netflix.

A, "Dad, we're now boyfriends. You can still fuck him but I get first dibs. Can he move in?" We haven't spoken about that but that's what it was like with A - whether it was my pussy or anything else, he doesn't ask, simply takes what he wants. I didn't mind as I spend enough time at their place as it is.

My FWB simply laughed and told him not to break me.

A turned and kissed me, still carrying me in his arms and his fingers straying into my gaping and leaking pussy. "Good, now you're my full time fuck slave., Uncle C."

I’ll never forget the first time I sucked my dad. I’m gay but I wasn’t out yet. I had turned 18 a few weeks earlier. He had just gotten home from his blue collar job and was in the wash room stripping down when he called for me to help him with something. When I got there he was in the TWs he had worn all day at worn and I could smell his musk as he rubbed his bulge. He asked if my buddies and I had ever “experimented” with each other as he pulled his waistband down and revealed his cock. I was probably a bit too eager to start sucking him. I remember it smelly strong and musky from him working all day and it didn’t take long before he came in my mouth. Of course I swallowed his fresh load and he moved on to the shower and getting dinner started. Definitely wasn’t the last time I serviced him after work but wish it still happened.

Anyone else remember the first time with dad?

For context he’s my cousin in relation to my mom’s boyfriend. They’ve been in the family for years and he’s always caught my eye but I knew he was straight. He’s light skin Latino with the best smile due to his dimples. He recently had a baby and has been having problems with his baby mama but I am no where near close to him at all! Recently I got divorced and moved into my first own apartment. Today my cousin messaged me out of no where (which is weird because our normal interactions are just a hello hug and a goodbye hug. That’s the extent ever.) so he messages me on messenger asking if I needed help finding a house. I found it odd so I told him I already got situated. So he proceeds to ask for my number and calls me. He asks me to have some drinks at my place and hang out. At this point scenarios are spinning in my head. I say yes and tell him I’ll give him my address when he’s ready to come over. He had just gotten off work and I just worked out so we were gonna shower. I didn’t expect much but I did shave back there just in case. He calls and asks for my address so I send it to him. He gets here and I wore my purple Calvin Klein jock strap a tight black long sleeve and some see throughish shorts. We go to my room as I don’t have furniture besides my bed. We sit and I ask why all of a sudden he wanted to hang out with me. He just looks nervous but doesn’t break eye contact and says he enjoys my vibe. Then he puts his hand on my leg and says “I’ve honestly been wanting you since I met you.” He leans in and I go for the kiss. Finally! A man that knows how to properly make out! He takes off his work clothes (he has put them back on so baby mama wouldn’t suspect anything) and tears off my shorts. He calls me a good girl for shaving my hole for him and proceeds to eat me out for 30 minutes. Once I’m nice and wet he sticks a finger in and shoved him 7 in thick uncut cock down my throat. He asks if I enjoy being his little you finally and I respond “fuck yes baby I’ve been needing this” he spanks my as and tells me to get into doggy style. He pounds my hole until we’re drenched in sweat. I lay him down and start riding him reverse cowboy so he can see my clean shaves fat ass. He’s grabbing my waist while he drills my hole from below. He asks me if he could breed me. I of course beg him to dump his load in me. He starts making out with me on my back while he fucks me and tells me to keep eye contact. He’s gently caressing my face while he drills my hole and tells me he’s getting close. I pull him closer and he finally shoots his week saved load. I hope this is the first of many.

Always been close with my nephew. We're so different but we trust each other. He's lived with me for a while.

I knew he took my socks and boxers from the clean laundry when he needed to and it never crossedy mind.

One Friday night we went out, came home drunk. I'd had a couple of drinks too.

He came home and we chatted, he took his shirt off showing his toned body and broad shoulders. His jeans were low, and I could see my baby Calvins sticking out.

I don't know why but I asked him, "are those my boxers?"

He laughed, "maybe, don't know"

"I think they are"

"Aw well, do you care?"

"No not at all"

With that he pulled his jeans down in one tug. Leaving him in justy CK boxers. His bulge was big. He was packing.

"Well these might be your boxers, but maybe you're wearing mine!?" He said slurring

I laughed "I don't think so"

"Show me" he said looking straight at me and slightly angry

"Show me now"

With that I stood up and pulled my trackies down, showing my satin boxers. He laughed.

"Not mine! Never worn silk boxers. Maybe I should try."

I was shaking and getting hard.

"You can have your boxers back if I can have your silk ones*

"FFS Danny, whatever"

I knew he wouldn't leave it so I walked out the room and took my satin boxers off, already stained with precum. I threw them back in the room,

"Where's mine then Danny?"

He threw them back around the door and I slipped them on. Warm and stretched. This was a bad idea I was instantly hard. Rock hard.

"These feel amazing bro, come look"

I put my hands over my bulge and walked back in the room. Danny was stood there in my satin boxers rock hard, pitching a tent. Fuck. I was in trouble

"Sorry I got a bit bricked with this silk against my dick"

"No worries Danny, all good"

He looked at me, then to my crotch.

"You're hard too!?" He laughed. Staring. "You like wearing my boxers don't you!?"

It was like he saw into my soul. For some reason I just said "yes Danny, it's got me hard, you look hot in those boxers"

He looked at me and laughed. "I knew it bro. You want this" grabbed his rock hard dick and pulled it through the fly

"Wanna suck it!?"

"Fuck yeah Danny, so much. Let me blow you"

"Get on your knees and suck them"

So my grandpa and I have always been kind of close and since I am home for the summer I see him kind of often. Well today I was helping him with his lawn and it was extremely hot. He mentioned cooling off in the pool to which I replied that I only had what I was wearing (jeans and a long sleeve shirt). He jokingly replied that my grandma wasn’t home and wouldn’t be for quite some time, and skinny dipping was always an option. My grandpa had always been sort of a physical person, kissing me on the lips to say goodbye, rubbing on my thighs, etc. Well as a kid sometimes this made me hard and turned on and I never thought anything of it. I reluctantly agreed only if he skinny dipped with me since we were at his home, and he took his pants and shirt off almost immediately. Before we got in he had asked me to get his goggles and I did. I made sure to bend over and show my ass too. As we got in, he almost immediately went under and grabbed my balls gently. He came up and asked if I had enjoyed it, and I said yes and grabbed his cock as well. We stroked eachother for a bit as he kissed my neck. All of the sudden he asked me to follow him. We grabbed towels and went to his bathroom where he turned on the shower and asked me to get in. Of course I did and he went to his cabinet to grab some lube. He came back with the bottle and asked me to lube up and enter him. I put it on my fingers while fingering him one at a time. He was looser than I had imagined and I entered him with fair ease. It didn’t take me long to cum in him. He asked me not to tell anyone like my parents and I asked him if we could do it again sometime. He said we could do it whenever I wanted and it really turned me on. Should I do it again soon?

You can read part 1 of this story here.

You can read part 2 of this story here.

Chapter 3 – The shower.

We all hit the gym hard that day. Cody [20] wrestled in high school, so he knows his way around on his own. Rhys [18] usually works out more with me [50] when we go together and today was no different. We have a good rhythm and I enjoy watching him work hard to put a little muscle on his lighter, smaller frame. It makes a dad proud to help his boys develop and I like that he still looks up to me a bit, to plan our sets and is open to working on his form as I direct. I miss that with Cody, but know that he’s good at his own routine and feels more independent.

As I lay on the bench, ready to do my chest press, Rhys stood over me to spot. He looked down at me and gave me encouragement with a fresh little smirk, his eyes twinkling slightly. He moved in a bit closer than usual, making sure that the edge of his shorts were hanging over my face. At one point I had a full view of his smooth trimmed balls and uncut cock peeking just behind the curtains that usually protect such things. I could hardly concentrate, and I ended up doing fewer reps than usual. I could see him watching for my reaction, but I strained to give him none. It was a little game that I was becoming quickly happy to play. When it was his turn to bench, I returned the favor and I could tell he was trying harder to see more of me, than push his limit in the routine. When we swapped again, I could see that the pressure was building in him and I cracked a wide smile – I couldn’t hide it. I would swear I even saw a drop of pre-cum forming on his tip… but there were shadows, so I can’t quite be sure. I winked at him and we eventually moved on. The rest of the session was without incident, but the internal pressure on all of us was building.

We were all sweaty when we arrived home, so the shirts came off quickly. We all rummaged around in the kitchen for a few minutes making shakes and satisfying our immediate hunger for calories and hydration. The sexual tension though, hung like a fog – there were extra elbows and body brushes as we competed for time at the fridge and the blender. It had a frat house vibe for a moment as we bumped, pushed and shoved, laughing and chatting about our progress. “I’m headed to the shower” I said finally, turning towards my room.

Knowing that it might get a little attention, I repeated my morning exit with Cody, shoving down my shorts as I walked into my room. “hey – can we use yours tonight?” Rhys called after as I disappeared around the corner. “You have the best water pressure and the walk-in”. It was true, the only other shower in the house was over a bathtub, used mostly by the boys.

“Come on in.” I said, surprising even myself with the confidence, but unsure if anyone would join while I was still in there. I turned on the hot water and let the steam start to rise. My shower is pretty large, with several water jets. The result of an indulgent renovation that I decided was just for me. Its the most enjoyable thing about my house.

I stepped in and started to lather myself down, the warmth of the water cascading over my tired muscles. Before long, I saw two heads peeking around the corner. They were acting like exaggerated creepers and clearly elbowing each other around the corner to see who could push the other into the room first. “Come on then”, I said opening the glass shower door a crack. My pulse quickened and I could feel some extra warmth in my lower abs and cock as it engorged a bit. The boys, already nude finally pushed their way in, their bodies glistening in the water and steam – the smell of sweat and soap already intoxicating.

We all faced each other, a little uncertain what to do next at this new crossroads. As before Rhys was the first to have a full blown erection, poking straight up as he looked slightly embarrassed and somewhat eager at the same time, slightly covering it with his hand and adding soap to the rest of his body. Cody brushed against my arm as he lathered up and it was electric. Both of us shuddered and leaned against each other for a brief moment, our erections seemingly electrified. We stood there in the rush, observing each other as we lathered and rinsed, Rhys getting fully over his shyness and giving his member some extra suds and touches. We all quick followed his lead, just silently stroking in the steam and watching each other, enjoying the moment and the amazing view. It was so intensely hot and the scene of my two boys touching themselves right in front of me began to melt my brain.

Cody was the first to reach over silently and touch me. My body convulsed slightly as I felt his hand on my cock. I could feel his eyes searching me to interpret the reaction – to answer the question in his head that seemed to have been building since I caught him exploring his brother. I looked back at him and quickly reached across to Rhys, unable to stop myself – and not wanting him to feel left out of the attention. His hard prick sliding against my hand. He let out an audible moan in the shower, the first to break the unbreakable silence against the sound of the water. It was as if we all got what we wanted at the same moment, our bodies moving closer towards the center, asses wriggling and pulsing back and forth as we held each other, begging for release, eyes wide as we watched what was happening, almost as if we weren’t all participating. The looks of enthusiastic physical excitement mixed with horniness and even fear.

It didn’t take long – first Rhys, then Cody, followed quickly by myself, shooting our cum onto each other and the shower floor, mixing and swirling with the water down the drain. I pulled Rhys against my chest and Cody wrapped his tawny arms around us both – we just stood there under the stream, catching our breath for a full five minutes, nobody wanting to speak – or to break the truce of surrender to our satisfactions.

Finally I turned off the water and without saying anything, splashed out into the room to gather towels for my ‘guests’. I tossed them over the glass and everyone busied themselves with drying off as if it was the most important thing in the world.

“I’m starving”, I said resolutely… “Let’s order a pizza”. “Yesssss”, Rhys chirped. Cody looked agreeable by stayed silent. The spell was broken. Surprisingly, life returned to something resembling normal that afternoon – gym shorts for all returned, the Pizza was delivered and never tasted so good -- but it would be only a matter of time before at least some of us wanted to know if this was just a ‘one time thing’.

This happened in the morning, i was heading into my shower and horny asff. I sucked my brother before, twice, and knew he would probably be on too. As i suspected, he was, and horny too. I dont message him, but after I finished my shower. My usual link hit me up saying my brother was messaging him and that we should all get together. I said i would agree only if he would, which he did. We tell the guy to come inside our house, and both my brother and the guy pull down their pants and sit down while i suck both their cocks. It was amazing, the way i sucked the guy and strokes my brother and vice versa. I was getting so wet. They both stood up where they looked down on me sucking both their cocks at the same time. The strangers cock is uncut, average, and a little white. While my brother is uncut, little more than average, and brown. I took both of them and they both came in my mouth. It was so hot and I just know we will do it again soon

This happened a few months ago on a Spring break trip. My brother (technically my half brother, my mom had him with her exhusband before she married my dad) and I are both studying at the same college (he’s about to graduate and I’m in my freshman year) and have overlapping spring breaks for the first time in awhile, so our parents (my dad later adopted my brother) decided to book a trip to Spain to see family and vacation. My dad is originally from Spain and we have not had a trip to see that side of the family in several years.

The first few days were typical, staying with family and sleeping on couches, sharing small bathrooms with everyone, so there was no opportunities to jerk off. By the end of the week, the pressure was definitely building for both my brother and me.

I came out in high school and my family, brother included, were very supportive. I’m about 5’10”, average to toned build and my brother is about 6’, very muscular and rows on the crew team. I’ve always admired my brother and have definitely jerked off to the thought of doing something with him, but never had the guts or opportunity. He’s also very straight so I didn’t think he would be interested. In our house, our bedrooms share a jack and Jill pass though bathroom.

Growing up it wasn’t unusual to see each other naked if we both needed to use the bathroom while one of us was showering, and before this trip I asked my brother to help me build some muscle so we weight lifted together over the winter at school and would take showers in the locker room afterwards. My brother is definitely a shower and is probably 5 inches soft, 6.5 erect and cut. I’m a grower, 3-4 soft and 6 hard, uncut. I always took a glance at my brother naked especially after our workout sessions while he never seemed interested in mine (though he was curious when we were kids about my foreskin and our dad had to explain the difference).

For the last few days of the trip we stayed at a hotel along the coast. The day we arrived, we went to the beach as a family. Our parents wanted to lounge and my brother and I wanted to swim, so we walked along the beach and got in the water. In Spain, basically every beach is a topless beach so there were a lot of women around with their boobs out. My brother thoroughly enjoyed this part and kept making jokes that I was missing out on the fun.

Once we got in the water we swam and horsed around a bit and eventually settled into a shallower section about chest deep a little distance from the shore. My brother was commenting on some women nearby that he found particularly attractive and said that this was the longest he’s gone without jerking off and how horny the women were making him.

Since we were all sharing a hotel room, there wouldn’t be any privacy for us until we got back home. I was also incredibly horny and hearing him talk about it made me more so. In the clear ish water I could see him tenting his swim trunks, so I threw caution to the wind and suggested that we just jerk off here in the ocean. He looked at me and in a sly grin said that he was thinking the same thing. He pulled his shorts down to his ankles and his dick popped right up. Slightly shocked by my good fortune I did the same!

He turned to stare at the women he pointed out earlier but I could still see his hand thrusts and perfect bubble ass. I wanted to enjoy this for as long as possible so took care to gently jerk off slowly rubbing from the base and just enough so that my foreskin stayed over the glans.

My brother kept shifting a bit and finally stopped and turned to me and seemed disappointed. I stopped and asked if something was wrong and he said that it didn’t feel very good, that he had too much friction with the water and rubbing his shaft. He said I was lucky to be uncut and could use my foreskin instead. Not wanting this experience to end, I suggested that we try docking and after his confusion I explained how I could use my foreskin to rub his cock. To my second surprise of the day he didn’t need too much convincing!

So he came next to me and I showed him how it worked. It was a bit awkward at first figuring out the exact angle and positioning to keep it going with the waves splashing us around. He gripped my waist with both his hands to keep us close together and I held his cock with my left hand and used my right hand to stroke. He was initially focused looking down to see what was happening and once I got into a groove he looked me straight in the eyes for a couple of seconds and I think my dick got as hard as it’s ever been.

Holding and squeezing his cock was so exhilarating. I could feel his kegal reflexes and I got into a good rhythm and was able to stretch my foreskin to just over his glands. He started to moan a low guttural sound and said a long low fuuuck. I asked if he was enjoying this and he said definitely and again was jealous of my foreskin if this is what it always felt like. After a while he rested his face on my shoulders and pressed his body weight a little more against me. He started to breathe a little heavier and let out another fuuuck sigh. I quickened my stroking and as he shuddered and let out a final grunt I could feel his warm cum mixing with the water and my cock. I was so turned on that a few more pumps and I was cuming all over him while his dick was still hard.

We moved apart and bobbed in the water and post nut clarity hit me pretty quickly. I didn’t know what to think but had enjoyed the experience so much. If he felt any bad feelings he didn’t let it show. He talked about wishing he wasn’t cut and asked me questions about being uncut. He said he had looked into foreskin restoration and might seriously give it a try when we got home.

The rest of the day and trip passed normally and while nothing has happened again since, it definitely didn’t hurt our relationship!