r/gayincest_talk

Around my house, us boys were always in our briefs. I have slept in only my underwear as long as I can remember. So when my older brother started coming into my room for us to mess around, we were already down to just our briefs. He would leave a little while later with my briefs covered in his cum.

My parents were staying with me last week for a visit. One morning, I accidentally left my door open a little bit because of my cat Chloe likes to go in and out throughout the night. I was hungover and super horny and was pretty sure my parents were still sleeping. I had a good jerk, and my dad came in to get Chloe right when I started to cum. Brutal lol.

I checked his phone later and seen he texted my mom
About it mmmm

Me [25] and my uncle used to have a very intimate relationship as uncle and nephew. We haven’t connected in a while but know I realized he now has kids. When we would have our moments, I was under the idea that he didn’t have kids but now I’m not sure. I still find what we did hot but now I’m feeling conflicted bc I still want to reconnect with him.

I’ve had the biggest crush on my oldest brother (24) as far back as I can remember. I always thought he was so cool, and as I grew up that changed to thinking he was handsome and then to thinking he was sexy as hell. I’ve probably spent buckets worth of cum on this man over the years. I remember being heartbroken when he moved away from college and used to call him every day cuz I thought his voice was so hot. Moving back in with him when I got to college was probably the best day of my life.

Any of you guys got any similar stories about your bros? Maybe even gone a little farther than I have? Would love to hear them all.

Does anyone have any experience comparing dick sizes with family members? Or being the smallest/biggest in your family?

I was wondering if there are any dads in this forum who actively encourage exploration between their sons and maybe with themselves in it. I would like to know more.

For me - I feel that family bonds like these between male members are natural and normal and there should not be anything to be ashamed of or hidden.

I wished I had a brother but instead got an uncle who explored with me when I was much younger.

Hope to hear more from you guys.

It wasn’t until I got older that I found out what my uncle did to me is called molestation. However, I wanted it and enjoyed it! I remember my parents telling me it was bad if someone touched my private parts. Yet, when my uncle first touched me I thought to myself “How is this bad if it feels so good?” So, at 26 years old I’m proud to say I was molested!

Been getting a lot of DMs asking about the people I've successfully advised so I figure why not recount one of my crowning moments so to say.

This occurred between May to August 2024.

It all started when I saw a post on . In it, a guy was caught jacking off by his dad. Instead of being shocked or leaving immediately at that sight, his dad merely cheered him on and gave him a look so charged, it made him cum at the sight.

Of course, I went to his DMs offering advice and we soon began talking. Btw, I'm giving him the name Tommy for privacy reasons.

Tommy was an 18-year-old Croatian boy living with his 43-year-old single dad. It had been the two of them for many years after his mom abruptly left them when he was a toddler. And his dad was an only child too living far away from his parents, so it really was just the two of them.

Tommy described his dad as a man's man — big, hairy, and well-sculpted. He had big arms and legs, and wonderful pecs built from years of manual labor and kickboxing. He was also a good father and provider, having supported the two of them for years working in construction. He even accepted Tommy when he came out to him even though being gay was still looked on as taboo in Croatia.

Naturally, he developed feelings for his dad, and I gave him the advice he needed for a proper seduction.

His first course of action was becoming more physically affectionate with his dad. They hadn't been physically affectionate for a while so I sought to rectify that. Physical affection is, after all, a good way to express love. So he began showering his dad with affection, giving him hugs, and gradually, kisses to the cheek every now and then.

It worked like a charm.

Not only did his dad like it, he also reciprocated, giving Tommy hugs and kisses himself. They even began cuddling on the couch whenever his dad watched TV. One time, while cuddling with his dad, he made sure to caress his pecs as he watched TV. Something his dad, in spite of some hesitation, enjoyed quietly based on his chuckles.

Next, I told him to be in solely his underwear more often (especially in the ones that emphasize his ass the most) so that his dad would eventually see him as an object of just.

It also worked like a charm.

It helped that he was, by his words, a attractive twink but his dad surely paid more attention to him more when he was in his briefs. He even made sure to bend over a when he "accidentally" dropped something. Tommy recalled that the looks his dad gave him weren't the fatherly kind.

Also, they began taking more showers together. Tommy managed to convinced his dad in doing that by saying it was to "save water." Of course, he made sure to act as seductively as possible when he was with his dad. One time, he was drying himself when he peeked at the mirror. His dad was looking at him with a hunger he hadn't seen before.

Now it wasn't all good times for them. They had an argument over Tommy's reluctance to go to a university far away from home. To spread his wings ya know. However, Tommy was reluctant to move away from his dad seeing as he felt he was close to giving in.

They eventually got over it which good thing because they were headed to a hotel soon enough.

Tommy's dad was going on a business trip and booked a one bed room for himself. And sensing an opportunity, Tommy successfully convinced his dad to bring him to "keep him company."

And keep him company he did.

The first night in the hotel was alright enough. They cuddled and were very intimate with one another.

The second night, he upped the affection. He made sure to strip in his tightest looking briefs and convinced his dad to do the same. And when his dad fell asleep spooning him, he made sure to plant his butt directly on his dad's dick. He didn't tell me what exactly happened when his dad woke up because he didn't notice either. His butt did feel a little damp which, as it turned out, was a prelude to a night of passion.

The third night, his dad came in after his last meeting, tired and sore. Tommy offered to give him a full body massage and despite his initial hesitation, his dad agreed to it.

They both stripped down to their undies. And Tommy began dutifully massaging his dad's back. After a while and several moans, his dad was fully satisfied but there was still his shoulders and chest.

It was now or never. When his dad laid on his back, instead of merely going to the side, he sat directly on his bulge. Tommy recounted that he saw his dad's eyes widened but he didn't say anyting, even as he felt his erection on his ass.

When he started with his dad's shoulders, his dad still had self control. But when Tommy began doing his pecs, he couldn't himself and began to moan lustfully.

His dad finally giving in, Tommy sultrily asked him if he could do anything for him. Even suck his dick maybe. His dad could only say yes.

That night, they consummated their desire. Tommy sucked and kissed his dad with gusto and made sure to let him know how he didn't need anyone else but him. He rode his dad too, making him cum in him as he moaned out his son's name.

They were now lovers.

It wasn't over yet though. They extended their vacation by two more days as they spent most of their time in their rooms fucking until they lost their stamina.

The night before they left, they had an intimate talk. Both of them professed their love to each other and jumped at the opportunity to be lovers. But his dad was quick to remind him that their relationship would have to be secret. No one should ever know what happens in their home. Tommy agreed and the next day, they left the hotel not just a father and son, but lovers as well.

That was the last update I got from him. It's been two years so I hope he's still going strong with his dad.

If anyone wants to achieve what Tommy did, then come to me for I have lots of advice to give you. Of course, that is only possible if you're an only child and your dad is single.

Does anyone else remember their first time? Mine was with an uncle when I came home from school. I’m 26 now and miss him dearly!

A few times by accident I’ve seen my dads hairy crotch or cock. And I can’t stop thinking about it, I recently just stole a pair of his underwear to sniff and the first time I jerked off to his scent, I came a TON. I wish I could put my face in his bulge but sadly I can’t. Is there any dads that can help?

Just laying here thinking about a son cumming for me. The beautiful spurts shooting out of their cocks. Makes me wish I could go back and do it differently...

True Story!!!
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I’m eighteen now. Finally. Legal. Like that suddenly makes the shit I’ve been doing in my head for years okay.
I’ve been sniffing my bio father’s laundry since I was fifteen. Stolen boxers from the hamper, pressed to my face in the bathroom with the door locked, cock in my hand. Those gray ones he wears after runs were the worst—dark crotch, dried sweat rings, that thick cheesy smell under the fabric where his uncut dick had been sweating all day. I’d bury my nose in them and jack off until my legs shook. Sometimes I’d hold them over my mouth and breathe through the cloth while I came. Fucking pathetic. And I never stopped.
Dad’s thirty-eight. Hairy brown skin, thick sporty legs from all the running, uncut cock that always looks heavy even soft. He comes home stinking after every run—sweat, feet, that deep crotch funk. I’ve jerked off to the thought of it more times than I can count. Tonight I decided I was done with the laundry.
He got back from his evening run around nine. I heard the door, the usual heavy breathing, the sound of him kicking his shoes off. I stayed in my room and waited. Listened. Shower ran for maybe four minutes—he never washes properly after runs, just a quick rinse. Then the living room TV went on low. I waited another forty minutes until the house got quiet. No more channel-changing. Just the fridge humming.
I walked out barefoot. Heart going fucking crazy. Cock already half-hard just from the plan.
He was on the couch, one leg hanging off, the other stretched out. Still in those same damp gray boxers. The crotch was darker than the rest. I could smell him from three feet away—sweat, balls, that sour foot stink mixing with it. My mouth started watering like an idiot.
I dropped to my knees between his legs carefully. Didn’t want the couch to creak. His thighs were thick and warm. I leaned in slow until my nose was almost touching the fabric. First inhale

. Fuck.

That concentrated dick smell trapped under sweaty cotton. Cheesy, salty, a little pissy. Exactly like the boxers I’d been stealing, only hotter and wetter because it was still on him.
I pressed my face harder into the pouch. Breathed deep through my nose. The funk coated the back of my throat. My dick twitched in my shorts. I stayed like that for a good thirty seconds just inhaling, heart slamming, listening hard for any change in his breathing. Nothing. He was out.
I hooked two fingers under the waistband and tugged it down slow. His thick brown cock spilled out soft, foreskin half-covering the head. The smell jumped stronger right away—raw uncut dick, that thick cheese under the skin, mixed with the heavier ball stink. I shoved my nose straight into the base where the hair was densest and sucked in a long breath. Fuck. Rank. Perfect. Hairy, sweaty, pure cock. I could feel the heat of his skin against my face.
I stayed there, breathing him in, one hand braced on the couch so I didn’t put weight on him. My other hand went down to his foot that was hanging off. Lifted it carefully. The sole was still damp. I pressed my nose into the arch and inhaled. Sharp, sour, pure stinky-foot smell from the run. I dragged my tongue across it once, tasted the salt, then put the foot back down quiet. Didn’t want to risk more.
Back to his crotch. I nuzzled lower, pushed my face into his balls. The smell there was deeper, warmer, almost thick. I kept my mouth closed and just breathed, slow and steady, like I was trying to memorize every note of it. Cock, balls, the leftover sweat in the boxers still pulled halfway down. My own dick was fully hard now, leaking into my underwear. I didn’t touch it. Didn’t want to move more than I had to.
I knelt there for what felt like forever, nose buried in my sleeping father’s crotch, sucking in that filthy mix of uncut dick, ball sweat, and foot stink, heart still racing, listening to every breath he took. Part of me was terrified he’d wake up. Most of me didn’t give a shit anymore. I’d planned this too long to chicken out now.

m20. whenever my dad leaves his phone unattended i look through his reddit history. he watches a lot of barely legal, incest, and sub/dom stuff. all girls with some occasional exploration of trans porn. never found his nudes as much as i’ve tried to. he’s still married to my mom so i doubt he’s taken any. would love to hear others’ experiences in the comments

Me and my bro had been jerking together for a few months and he loved seeing me shoot my load, but I never got to see him shoot his before I left home. Wondering if anyone has gotten to see their bro or son shoot cum for their first time. Were they surprised? Did they know what was happening?

I remember back when I was younger, my dad and I used to sleep in the same bed. Sometimes, I would wake up to the bed shaking and find my dad wanking next to me, unaware that I was awake and watching. I'd peek with my eyes half-open and watch him stroke his cock to straight porn, then eventually cum all over his fingers.

Has anyone else had a similar experience?