Gay Erotic Stories

Dad went to use the bathroom leaving me alone in his room and I could not help but open the magazine we had been looking at earlier. “Anything you find interesting?” Dad asked catching me deeply engrossed in the pages “Maybe” I replied looking up as I closed the magazine “Well maybe we can try something you want later” Dad added with a smile I nodded and smiled back “Or we can just hang naked and look at some porn, up to you my son” The truth was the magazine had sparked a few desires and I was not sure if Dad would be up for my suggestions and I wondered if Dad sensed my hesitation in replying.

It was later that day and we had gone to the supermarket to stock up. Dad was wearing his khaki shorts, a white linen shirt that hung on his stocky frame and a pair of brown work boots with cream coloured boot socks underneath that he had rolled down to his ankles.

I watched as he bent down to retrieve something from a lower shelf and noticed the waist band of his shorts and white underpants slip down exposing a good portion of ass crack. I looked around and noticed I was not the only one looking. A man stood behind me stared down at my Dads ass as he rummaged around

“Which one son?” Dad asked causing the stranger to look up at me briefly before looking away “I don’t mind Dad” I answered feeling my groin stir from the view.

I raised my hand to my nose and swear I could still smell his cock on my flesh from the mornings activity and I looked around wondering if my Dad and I was acting differently to usual. Did people know? Of course it was paranoia nobody would really know but I could not shake the feeling every time someone looked in our direction.

Down the health aisle I saw the same guy again looking over at my Dad with a grin and when I turned to look Dad was holding up a large bottle of personal lubricant and reading the back oblivious of the attention. He held it out to show me and I felt my face blush and watched as Dad put it in the trolley. That evening we sat drinking beer watching TV and for a while things seemed a little uneasy even though sexual thoughts involving Dad had gone through my mind the whole day.

Somewhere after the fourth or fifth beer our inhibitions began to drop and my hand rested on Dads knee and then on his thigh, rubbing lightly up and down.

“I will be right back” Dad said jumping up off the couch and then returning moments later with the bottle of lube in one pocket, a music player in one hand and a bottle of oil in the other. He placed the items on the coffee table and turned off the TV before turning on some music.

Dad stood in front of me as he began too gyrate his hips to the music and then unbutton his shirt slowly. If he had done this in front of anyone else I would have cringed but with me as the sole audience I found it highly erotic, or maybe it was the influence of the alcohol.

Dads shirt was now fully open and he poured oil on to his hands and began to rub it up and down his chest, lingering on his nipples as he circled them seductively, I watched as he removed his shirt and tossed it at me and without thinking I picked it up and sniffed it. He smiled broadly as he continued to gyrate and grind his hips, turning his back to me as he began to loosen his belt and undo his zip. Dad let his shorts drop and kicked them off over his boots before continuing to grind his ass clad in tight white underwear close to my face. My hand reached out giving his ass a grope and then a slap and he looked over his shoulder approvingly.

“Yeah Son, you like that?” “Fuck yeah Dad go for it” I said loudly getting into the spirit “You know what you want to do yet Son?” Dad asked slipping a finger under each side of the white elastic waistband and edging down his underpants bit by bit “Oh yeah Dad” “What would that be?” Dad asked as he slipped his underpants down to his upper thighs exposing his rounded ass cheeks before turning to face me with his hands covering his manhood “You will see” I teased feeling the beer really kicking in. Dad let his underpants slip down and with one booted foot through one leg of the underwear he kicked them with the other so that I caught them. I held the crutch to my face as his hands remained over his crutch, his hips still grinding to the music

“You like that Son” “Fuck yeah Dad” I replied taking the underwear away from my face for just a moment before sticking the front of the crutch in my mouth and biting down with my teeth the flavour of his salty cock and balls filtering through to my tongue. Dad turned around and placed his hands behind his head as his ass rotated just inches from me, tempting and teasing me to take action.

I marvelled at the sight of his rounded domed cheeks coated in the dark fuzz and the dark thick mass of hair that run down his crack. As I leaned forward Dad stepped forward and reached for the bottle of lubrication squeezing a generous amount on to his fingers.

I watched as he spread his chunky thighs and began to rub one finger around his hole before letting it slide in under my watchful eye. Hypnotized by the site of Dad fingering himself I began to rub my crutch through my shorts before undoing my zip and pulling my hard dick free.

Dad slipped a second finger inside as he began to grind his hips once more, getting in to the sensation and the exhibitionism. I could see he was turned on as his fingers moved in and out again and again. Dad removed his fingers and stepped back and I leaned forward letting his underwear drop from my mouth as I grabbed his hips pulling him close. I buried my face between his cheeks, my nose and tongue pushing against his musky scented crack as he pushed his hips back. I pushed my tongue deep into his hairy crack as I spread his cheeks apart savouring the fresh manly odour. My tongue pushed past the fleshy pink barrier sending Dads body into instant quivers

“Oh fuck Son, Oh yeah” Dad gasped his hands gripping my hands as he attempted to pull his cheeks further apart while bending forward, my tongue pierced inside his tender savoury walls and my nose pressed firm against the mass of thick hair. “Oh yeah Son is that what you want?” Dad groaned louder as he tightened his grip on my hands pressing his ass out as far as he could. I pulled my head away and slightly puckered my lips as I began to blow on his moist hole making it twitch before diving back, my tongue slipping straight in too Dads welcome hole as he groaned

“Oh jeez Son that is so good” I pulled away again, saliva dripping down my chin and visibly dripping down his crack “This is what I want Dad” I said as I watched his hole again twitch under my breath “Yeah Son, it is yours for the taking” I moved one hand from under Dads tight grip and slid one finger in his hole briefly watching as it entered slowly and then as I pulled it out I returned with my tongue probing deeply. I let the flat of my tongue run up his hairy crack, lapping away and alternately my tongue slipping in his now very wet hole

“Oh fuck yeah” Dad cried as his hips rolled back and forward “All yours Son” I dropped lower, my tongue pushing against the back of his ball sack that was salty with sweat “I want your hole so bad Dad” I said pulling my head back and running a finger tip against his hole “Yeah son, do what you want. Anything” I slipped two fingers inside with no resistance “What do you want Son?” I watched a third finger disappear as my mind buzzed with a high “What do you want to do to me Son?” I stood up and wrapped my arms around Dads waist as my hard cock throbbed and rubbed against the crack of his ass “That feels good Son” Dad groaned as he pushed back I began to thrust harder, my swollen cock head pushing against his opening as I began to lick the back of his neck and bite his earlobes “Fuck yeah Dad I want to be inside you, feel my cock deep in you” “Yeah Son, I want you so bad”

“Oh fuck yeah dad” I sad feeling my cock throbbing against his moist hairy crack “Fuck me hard and deep Son. I want your big cock all the way in my ass” “Oh yeah Dad I want to pound your ass and make you feel so good” Our exchange of banter continued as we aroused ourselves, building up the anticipation of what was about to happen. The alcohol helped loosen our tongues as we coaxed each other. “Screw me Son. Ram that fat cock in me” “Yeah Dad I am going to screw your brains out” We worked ourselves into a frenzy, Dad grinding his ass against my cock as I slipped it up against his crack every so often the tip of my cock catching his hole and threatening to finally penetrate him. “Go on Son, give it to me!” “You really want it Dad?” “Yes Son, please fuck me!” Dad pleaded

Then as he backed up I let my hard cock slip inside the welcome grip of his tight hole making us both groan deeply and loudly in unison. There was some resistance as his muscled tightened around my throbbing member only making me groan louder “Fuck Son that is it!” Dad cried out as my cock slipped gently in and he hesitantly back up.

I remained still letting him take control of how much he could take and within moments my ball pushed against him as my entire shaft filled his cavity. We remained motionless holding the position and adjusting to the intense experience until I felt him edge forward and then back again. I took the cue and my hands gripped his waist as I began to slide in and out under my own steam. “Yeah Son, that is it!” Dad moaned as I began to pick up speed “That is so good” Dad said turning his head to look at me his eyes glazed over as he grinned

“Fuck I wish I could see that cock going in my ass Son” “Maybe we can set up a video recorder next time” I added thrusting in deep making Dad cry out in pleasure “Fuck yeah use me Son, use your Dads ass” My head felt light as I fucked Dads ass hard and fast and our groans of pleasure echoed throughout the room. My hand reached around to feel Dads cock and I could feel his firm rigid length throbbing against my grip as I continued to pump him. I continued for a good 20 minutes, screwing and slapping his ass as sweat dripped from us both and we continued to curse and swear as we provoked each other in our frenzied passion.

Dad’s hole clamped hard around my cock and his hand reached around grabbing my thigh stopping me in mid stroke “Oh shit, sorry son I think I need a break” As I finished pulling out Dad turned and dropped to his knees and took my throbbing member in his mouth. I felt the warmth of his mouth as he gave me head erratically. I watched as Dad’s clenched fist thrust up and down on his shaft, wanking himself with force as he took my cock in his mouth and gagged occasionally

“Fuck Dad you are going to make me cum!” Dad groaned as he continued to take my length in his mouth and down his throat, his hand jerking faster with excitement “I am close!” I called out feeling my muscles clench and tense “I am going to shoot!”

Dad continued regardless of my warnings and I held my breath as I felt my cock throbbing ready to discharge my hefty load. “Yes” I cried taking in a deep breath as I released load after load and heard Dad gagging as he gulped and attempted to swallow every last salty drop of my hot load

“Oh yeah Dad” I said trying to catch my breath as my muscles contracted violently with each release of my seed into Dads mouth. My body relaxed as I finished pumping my load and Dad pulled away and laid back on the floor still gripping his cock tightly and jerking, pulling the foreskin forward over his cock head and then back again in fast succession. Dad groaned loudly his body shaking as sweat dripped from every pore. I dropped to the floor holding my mouth above his cock head and letting the tip of my tongue touch his piss slit were copious amount of pre cum flooded out. “I am going to cum!” Dad called out

I took his cock head in my mouth and felt his hand attempt to masturbate just the lower portion of his shaft “Yeah Son here it comes” Dad said letting his hand fall away and allowing me to take his pulsating cock in my mouth as his hot salty jizz filled my throat and drizzled down my throat like syrup

“Oh yeah, yeah, yeah!” Dad cried as I felt his glutinous load continue to flood my mouth “Damn!” Dad said as he pulled his cock free of my mouth and I swallowed hard as the last of the viscous fluid eased down my throat leaving a strong after taste.

We lay embraced on the floor, spent and relaxed in the afterglow of our manly release, the joint experience of pleasure that had deepened the bond between us.

“What next?” Dad asked gripping me tight and laughing... Part 4? maybe :o)