Gay Erotic Stories

My name is Gregg and my I found out at the age of twenty that my step-father (who had been passed of as my natural father), was not my father at all. I found this out when I went the Bureau of Vital Statistics in Trenton, New Jersey and requested a copy of my birth certificate in applying for a Passport. When I received a copy of the birth certificate, I saw another man's name as being my natural father. My father's occupation was listed as an Officer in the Marine's and that my real name was Gregg and my middle name was James (although this is a true story, I have omitted my last name for the obvious reasons). When I got home from Trenton, I questioned both my parents as to why such information was kept from me, hearing nothing but lame excuses I set out on a search to find my natural father. Finding my father was as easy as looking in the phone book. He and my half brothers lived only one hundred miles from where I grew up. Rather than call on the phone I drove down to south Jersey and located his house. Needless to say, my father welcomed me with open arms. My reason for wanting to meet my father was to see what he looked like and see if I could have a father-son non-sexual relationship with him. Over the course of visiting him on the weekends we became very close. One weekend, his present wife was visiting her sister for the weekend. My father decided to paint the house this weekend. This left him the use of only the master bedroom and he offered me the right side of the bed to sleep on. We had put down a case of beer between us and were both feeling pretty drunk. I'm the first to admit, I always wanted to see my father in the nude, to see if my cock looked like his. When we got into bed, I was wearing boxers and he was wearing shorts over a pair of boxer shorts. As I laid on my back, looking at the ceiling, I felt my heart racing. My adrenaline was running as I was nervous being in the same bed as my father (especially nervous because I'm gay). A few minutes went by and my father rolled over towards me and I could feel his breath on my neck. My cock started to get hard and I was beginning to feel embarrassed. All of a sudden, my father kissed my neck lightly and slowly put his hand under the waist band of my boxers. He stroked my pubic hair and then pulled his hand away. My heart, was now racing a mile a minute. He pulled himself closer and I could feel his erection rubbing slightly against my thigh and then he pulled himself up and kneeled in front of me and I pulled down his shorts. His cock looked just like mine, except the head of his dick was much larger. He leaned in closer and I struggled to put his cock into my mouth, he guided my right hand down to his balls and as I held onto to them he moaned, gasped and came into my mouth. I swallowed his come and fell back, resting my head on the pillow. I didn't know what to think! I was scared and frightened, but nonetheless, turned on. My father then moved in front of me and began to lick my balls and moved his way slowly up the shaft of my cock. Within a few minutes, I shot my load into my father's mouth. I leaned up to kiss him, but he pulled away. We laid next to other, not saying a word. After a few minutes of silence went by, I rolled over to him and began stroking his cock. I kissed his back and his neck and felt his cock get rock hard. He turned over and I started sucking his cock again, tasting his pre-cum. He flipped me onto my back and began stroking the crack of my ass with his cock. He then slowly slid himself inside me and started pumping away. The sensation of having my father inside me was great! He fucked me for at least fifteen minutes before he writhed and moaned and shot his load into me. When he was done, he flipped me over on my back and found I had pre-cum over the sheets. I rubbed my fingers around my asshole and then began to jerk myself off. I pulled him toward me and forced his cock into my mouth, I worked my way down to his balls, I licked them and placed each one in my mouth and rolled them around. When I got down to his asshole, I stuck my tongue in and out as fast I could. My father moaned, then moaned some more. I made my way with my tongue back up to his cock and he was rock hard. I pulled myself up and pulled his cock into me. He shook his head, but I grabbed his cock and thrust it inside me and came within a few seconds. When he withdrew, he laid down beside me and we drifted off to sleep. The next morning, I saw my father get up and go into the shower, I made my way into the bathroom and took a piss. I was watching my father soap himself up. I went over to the sink and leaned against it and began to stroke my cock. My father rinsed off, came out and walked towards me, I leaned down and put his cock in my mouth and as I was about to come, he pulled away, grabbed a towel and walked out of the bathroom. I closed the bathroom door, got into the shower, jerked off and got dressed. I went downstairs and my father was having a cup of coffee. He seemed distant and I took this as his way of forgetting what we had done the night before. It's now a few years, I haven't seen my father since that weekend, nor do we contact each other. I guess we both got what we wanted, he got use me and I got live out a fantasy.