Gay Erotic Stories

I'd been working fulltime for two weeks now; dad had got me a job in his building company working for the surveyor’s part of his company. He had built the business up from scratch working as a builder then putting himself through college at nights to study surveying. That was 24 years ago now at the age of 44 he had taken semi retirement and left the day to day running of it to his second in charge who was teaching me the ropes. Most of the work I was learning at the moment was outside on various building sites. This gave me plenty of time to stare at the horny builders stripped to the waste and a lot of them wearing shorts, I often used to go home feeling horny and having a wank thinking of some of them.

On the particular day I caught my dad I had dropped my mum and brother off at the station to visit my grandparents for the weekend and then continued to work. When I turned up I was told that the architectural plans had been taken home by my dad two days ago and he was supposed to give them to me to bring to the site. It was the obvious choice for me to go and get them so I jumped in the car and headed home. By this time I had been out of the house for two hours and I thought that my dad would have been to the gym or swimming which he did most mornings. I pulled up at the house and was surprised to see my dads car in the drive, I went to the back door and let myself in, the plans would have been in his office at the top of the house, when I didn’t see him in the kitchen or the lounge I suddenly thought that he might still be in bed and so I made my way quietly up the stairs so as not to wake him.

As I reached the landing I heard some muffled sound coming from my bedroom. As I got nearer i could here his voice saying things like "yea cock in my sons pants" "cock on his cock" "My balls where his balls sit". He sounded really worked up and excited I crept to the door, luckily the door was open and I peered round the door where I saw my dad naked except wearing my white Calvin’s. He was standing in front of the mirror hand wanking with his hand on his cock inside my underwear pumping it and at the same time stroking his hairy chest and nipples.

He was a well built guy after years of working hard and gym he had a taught pair of becs big biceps and just the slightest of paunches. Just then he stopped and reached to my bedside table and opened a small bottle, later I learnt these where poppers. He took a deep sniff hurriedly put the bottle down and stretched open the front of the Calvin’s, he leaned forward and let a huge drop of saliva drip onto his cock. The poppers obviously had the desired effect and he started wanking harder yelling out things about his and my cock saying he wanted to spunk into my pants (underwear) how he wanted his spunk to go where my cock would be.

The more worked up he got the more dirty he talked about me about sucking my cock , fucking my arse feeling my spunk up inside him. This was the horniest thing I had seen and my cock was as hard as it could be pressing into my Levi’s. I was looking at my dad getting turned on by thoughts of me and all these years I had been fantasizing about him, about his hard body his nice thick cock, and heavy balls , id only ever seen him in the changing rooms and now here I was watching him wank his thick cock in my pants, all of a sudden he started to jerk and yell out, :I’m coming son, I’m coming; filling your pants with my cum,” then he fell back on my bed and started to shoot loads of hot cum into my pants.

I suddenly panicked and not sure what to do crept back downstairs. After about 5 minutes I pretended I had just come home and yelled up the stairs. “In the shower son,” he called back, “I’ve just come back for the drawings.”

I said, “Oh yes.”

“They’re in the office on the desk; help yourself,” he replied.

As I went past my room, I went inside and opened the pant drawer; sure enough the spunked in pair of pants were at the top…with his fresh spunk in them. I guess he thought they would dry out by the time I needed a fresh pair in the morning.

I went to the office and suddenly had an idea. I grabbed the drawings and went back to my bedroom. I quickly took off my Levi’s and Calvin’s, and then put my Levis back so I was commando.

“Do you want a coffee before I go back to work dad?” I asked.

“Yes pleas,” he replied.

“Okay I’ll bring it up,” I yelled back. He met me on the landing by my room looking relaxed as if the last 15 minutes had not taken place.

“Have it in here dad, I just need to change I’m going to go straight to the gym after work and need to get my gym gear.” He sat on the edge of the bed where only a few minutes earlier he had been wanking like mad.

“You going later dad as you haven’t been this morning?”

“Yes, might do,” he said, “might join you at 5.”

“Okay,” I said casually. “Oh shit!” I said acting surprised and laughing. I was in a rush this morning dad, and I haven’t got any under pants on, I just realized. I rushed out the house this morning because I was late taking mum to the station. Better put some on,” I said, “I’ve got a lot of lifting to do today, think I’ll need some support.” I joked.

He suddenly looked nervous and flushed; I kept my eye on him talking casually as I opened my pants drawer and without looking into the drawer reached in and felt for the wet spunk filled pants. I tossed them on the bed and started to take off my Levi’s, I wasn’t embarrassed; he’d seem me naked many times and I must admit that I still had a semi-hard cock, which I knew he would now get an eyeful of’ and that he wanted to see it was really exciting for me.

I stripped off and reached for the pants still keeping an eye on him, he looked nervous. As I pulled them up over my cock and balls, I felt his wet spunk rub into my cock and balls. “God I said these are still wet!”

Dad muttered something about his where the other day. From somewhere I sensed this overriding need to go further, so I stood there adjusting myself saying that they would dry off after a few minutes. As I did this my cock started to grow and thicken, sticking hard up in my pants. I could see my dad’s eyes glued to my crotch; he was trying to hide his own growing bulge, which was poking through the gap in the towel.

I grew in confidence and stood there with my hard cock. "It feels great with your spunk on my dick dad," I said.

“What do you mean?” he stuttered.

“I know you want my cock and my arse dad; you know you do. I walked towards him cock poking a huge tent in my pants only inches away from his face. He’d given up trying to hide his and it was sticking up hard and wet from his towel. I reached down and slipped it open; our cocks where almost identical in size and thickness. “I know you want it dad, I saw everything.”

Ii laughed, and then he did too; relieved that I wanted him as much as he wanted me. He reached for my cock and released it from my Calvin’s and put it in his mouth…still covered in his spunk.

Needless to say I didn’t return to work for a few hours.