Gay Erotic Stories

I got home just after nine o'clock p.m. I heard Dad in the kitchen probably making a late night snack with his beer to watch movies as he usually does on a Friday night. He never heard me come in. I went to my bedroom to strip to take a hot shower. It felt weird walking through the house naked, with my dick swinging in the air. I'm 18 years old dark black hair, blue eyes, sporting a very light mustache, some hair on my chest and a nice 7 inch cock, with a cute bubble butt.

It felt great taking a hot shower; kind of relaxes my tense muscles. I even began to explore my toned body. As I began to rub soap over me I feel my arms, my chest and nipples, rubbing my stomach. Going down to feel my cock, I began to rub it gently fondling my own nuts. Oh what a sensuous pleasure it is. I washed myself off from the soap before I came. I got out of the shower reaching for a towel, when in walked Dad who was embarrassed.

"Oh I'm so sorry son, I didn't know that you were back yet from taking Mom to the airport,” he said shyly.

“It’s okay dad, we’re both men here; I wouldn’t feel embarrassed if was the other way around.” I said. I couldn’t believe I had said it, but I did.

"Anyways, did your Mom get off okay?" he asked.

"Yeah Dad she did,” I answered as I draped towel around my waist and walked past him and back into my bedroom. I couldn't believe I acted so bold in front of him.

I never saw my Dad naked. He looks like a cross between Robert Reed of the Brady Bunch fame and Rock Hudson from his early days on Mc MiIlan and Wife. He has dark black curly hair, almost looks permed, hazel bedroom eyes, muscular arms, and chest and I see some chest hair. His crotch I never looked at.

I sat at the computer waiting for the gay personals to come up to see if I have any mail. I never give out my real email address in case it’s anyone I know. I have a message from a hot guy in the same town. Yet he's older. Way older than I am. Still he seems hot. I 'll reply with: SUBMISSIVE BOTTOM BOY HERE wants your daddy cock to plow my ass. Signed, HOTFORMALE

Click.I e-mailed it off. A bing sound happened, which means he's on line and he just received it. In the mean time I'll check my mail while awaiting his reply. Junk mail, junk mail, a letter from Mom on the plane from her laptop. She thanked me for taking her to the airport. She and dad haven't been getting along. I don't know why. They never fought in front of me. They act distant. Hope they don't stay together for my sake.

Yes I am gay; been that way for a few years now. Nothing happened I just looked at men more. No one asks why I don't date. Jokingly I say to myself, “All the good guys are taken".

Bing--a reply from the older guy. Let’s read.

You're young I'm older. Still I would like to meet with you. I'll be at the porn shop wearing a leather coat. Tonight at eleven o'clock.

Cool! I'll get dressed and go. I heard Dad say 'I have to go out to the grocery store awhile so I won't have to go tomorrow".

“Okay dad.”

“Do you need anything while I’m there?"

"No thanks".

I got dressed and watched him leave and ran out the door myself. The lot was almost emptied. How would I recognize this guy except in a leather coat? I went in paid my five bucks for the back room. I'm surprised they let me through, considering I'm only 18, but I look like I’m 21.

It’s dark and a lot of booths. I saw the back of the head of this hot guy in a leather coat. That’s him! I followed him to the buddy booth where there are glory holes. I entered the booth. His cock was very large. I knelt down and began to suck on it. In and out of my mouth he went. It tasted heavenly. I licked the slit and tasted his pre cum man juice. UMMM, more I want.

"C'mon on take it," he whispered in a gravelly voice. “Take it like the cock hound, cum pig that you are."

I just kept on sucking away ‘til he came. I swallowed every ounce of man juice. left right away. I flew home. I didn't want my dad to know I was out that late.

I got on my computer to write the leather coat guy back. I hoped that it was him I sucked off in the buddy glory hole booth. You told me to take it like the cock hound, cum pig that I am. Sincerely H.F.M (HOTFORMALE) Click. Another e-mail sent.

I went to bed. Dad got back close to 1 a.m from the all night grocery store. Next morning, I wanted to see if that leather coat guy replied to me or not. My computer as down DAMN!

Dad was in the shower, so I went in to his bedroom to use his PC. I 'm sure he wouldn’t mind. I turned it on, it was never logged off. Cool, less time wasted! I saw he had mail, but wanted to get to mine and quickly.

Shoot I hit wrong button. I entered dad's e-mail. To my own surprise there was a letter from HOTFORMALE.I was shocked. The guy in the leather coat last night was actually my Dad that I was sucking. I turned around and saw a leather coat on the chair in the corner.

It's the same one as my memory flashed back. I set the computer the way it was Before; I turned it on. Then I turned it off. I ran out of his room, but ran into Dad, who only had on a towel.

“Slow down; what’s the rush?”

Suddenly his towel dropped. There was that very same cock. Now who was embarrassed? How can I get him to keep from being embarrassed when I am?

I stuttered and said, “I'm late for baseball practice, I ran to my room and closed the door.

End of Part 1