Dad - The Giant

Thanks for reading, this is my first story I’m releasing. Hope you enjoy! It’s purely fictional and contains explicit, taboo themes. This will have a slow build, but it’ll be worth it. 

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Trent had grown up, always questioning his upbringing. He grew up in a suburban town with his grandparents on his moms side. His mom unfortunately passed to complications at birth, and his father was never known by anyone other then his mom.

He grew up in a small conservative town with them from the time he was born, till he had graduated high school. He always knew he wanted to leave, he had always been nervous of being outed as gay

It also didn’t help that he was a pretty little guy. He stood at 5’3” and had a tight waist at about 25”. He was very toned however from playing sports and a passion for the gym. He wasn’t hairy either. Just a dusting of hair under his arms and in his pubic area, everything was completely smooth.  He kept his brown hair short but always well styled.  He had a 4” cut dick that may have been small, but looked good for his size.

When he was coming of age, he would try to see if any off his soccer teammates were curious. As much as there may have been tension at times, they wouldn’t act on it. Trent would get so pent up, he ended up buying a dildo he could ride and live out his fantasies with. He did this all without anyone ever knowing. That was until one day his grandfather walked in on him.

You can imagine just how pissed an old conservative was to have that in his house. His grandmother was a little more forgiving.  This incident lead to Trent leaving the only home he knew, which is what he had always wanted. His grandparents didn’t leave him high and dry, he had a trust from his mother they gave him access to. It wasn’t a lot, but would definitely keep him on his feet for a while.

He used the money to buy a car to travel with, an old red 3 series convertible. It was a car he had always wanted. Before he left, his grandma gave home something, it was an old Polaroid of a seemingly massive man.   He was extremely handsome, and in good shape.

“Honey, I know you’ve always wondered and it can’t be for certain. This picture was something your mother always kept with her since you were conceived. It can’t be for certain, but I have a hunch this could be your father.”

Trent was stunned and reviewed the picture further. He and the pictured man did share some resemblance in facial features. He flipped it over and there was a location written on the back, along with the name “Benjamin Gators”.

“Wow, thanks grandma. This is crazy.” He said, still inspecting the image. Having always questioned his father’s existence growing up. Now to have an actual lead on this, Trent knew which way he was heading. He wished his grandma a goodbye and promised her to call. His grandpa still wasn’t talking to him.

He set off, setting the gps to drive in the direction the photo said. Putting the picture in the gauge cluster and headed east. The gps said it’d be about a 12 hour drive.

The first part of the drive was pretty boring, all highway, but Enjoyable with the open road and being on his own. It gave him time to reminisce, and think about life. Specifically, what the next move was.

Looking at the photo as he drove, Trent couldn’t help but admire what a handsome man he was. He thought about how the man had certainly aged since this photo and what he may look like now. Trent secretly had a thing for older guys, more then likely because of his upbringing. He wondered how this man would accept him being gay, let alone, finding out he potentially had a son.

Trent took the next exit off the highway and found himself driving through the winding roads of the mountains. He loved the views, but loved the way his car handled driving through the tight turns and dips the road offered.

After a few more hours he decided to stop for dinner and a coffee. He intended to drive straight through to the town this man had been in.  As he ate, Trent planned his first moves once he arrived. He looked at some apartments and rooms for rent, As well as jobs and things to do in the area.

After dinner, Trent filled up his gas tank and went on his way back through the winding roads of the mountains.

By the time he showed up to town it was just past 1 in the morning. Trent pulled off into a diner parking lot in town and figured he’d get some rest before sundown. He reclined his seat back and cracked the windows allowing the cool night air to seep into the car. Within moments he was in a deep sleep.

He woke up to a tapping on the glass of his window. “Sweetie, you alright in there” he heard as he cracked his eyes open. Peering through the glass a lady in her 40s. She had glasses, hair in a bun, and an apron on.

“Yeah, sorry I crashed here for the night.” Trent said stretching and putting his seat back up.

“Oh good your alive, and coherent. I was worried you were a druggie or something.” She said stepping away from the car. He opened the door and stepped out, giving a little stretch. She stood just a bit taller then me.

“No drugs, just exhaustion.” He said smiling to her.

“Well c’mon in, looks like you could use something to eat.” She said and invited him in. He followed her, taking a seat at the breakfast bar as she poured a cup of coffee and gave him some water. He ordered some eggs to go with it.

As he ate, the two chatted as he was the only customer.  Her name was Sheila and she had lived here her entire life. Trent told her his back story leaving the part out of the possible father figure out. She came around the corner giving him a giant hug, which made him feel very comfortable.

Before leaving, He grabbed the picture from his dashboard and showed it to her asking if she knows where he is.

“Mmm, that looks like a young Ben Gators.  Why you looking for him?” She asked arching a brow.

“My mom passed when I was a baby, but apparently she was pretty close with him.” Trent answered.

“Hmm, well you can’t miss him, the guys a  giant. He sometimes goes to the bar in town, but you can typically find him at his ranch.”

“Thanks, and his ranch is in town? Am I allowed to go there?” He asked.

“Well he does offer some feed and supplies out of it. You could try.” She said and gave some directions. He wished her a goodbye and set course. It was only about a 20 minute drive from the diner till He found himself at the ranch.  A big wooden sign was at the drive way. It had a bucking stallion on it and read “Gators Ranch”.

He dry gulped and drove up the hilly drive where He saw a little old farm house and a big red barn. The smell of horses in the air. There was only one other vehicle parked, a big green ford pickup.  Just as he parked, steam started billowing out the front of his car. glancing down he saw the temperature gauge had sky rocketed and quickly shut the car off and popped the hood.

“Fuck.” He whispered to himself as coolant was spilling out from one of the hoses.  Trent looked around and didn’t see or hear anyone so he walked up to the open barn door. “Hello?” He shouted seeing if anyone would give a response.

Nothing but a horses neigh in the back ground. He walked in to see if he could find it. There were only two horses in their stalls. He walked up to the one, giving its nose a pet and smiling as he saw the massive horse accepting it.

“You lost or something, boy?” Trent heard a deep voice and whipped around quickly to see a giant man walking up to him at a fast pace. The man had to be close to 7’ tall, and was all muscle. The man had a brown cowboy hat on, and open red flannel exposing his muscular and hairy torso. He had some boot cut jeans and cowboy boots on that hugged him just right.

“I… i… I uh..”  Trent started, but it was too late. The man came up to him and lifted the boy up over his shoulder as if he was nothing but a ragdoll and started carrying him out of the barn.

“The hell you think your doing, wandering into someone else’s property.” He said sternly. Trent couldn’t help but admire how good he smelled; musky and manly, yet clean. He set him down once they were outside the barn. “Well?” He asked looking for an explanation.

“I’m, im, I’m sorry sir. My car broke down and I was just looking for someone to help.”  Trent answered, standing in front of him and having to look up at him, as the man towered over Trent.  Trent stood below the man’s nipple line. Trent couldn’t help but stare at his handsome, rugged face. He had darker brown hair, and a full trimmed beard. The guy was massive, and built, Trent had never felt so small in his life. This was definitely Ben Gators, but how could a man so big, be the father of someone so small?

Ben looked over, seeing the car billowing with steam from the hood. He looked back down at Trent “that’s yours I take it?”. Trent shook his head yes and the man gave a bit of a grunt then walked over to it. Trent followed in his tracks as the man started tinkering around and looking to find the culprit. “So, what we’re you even doing out here in the first place?” He asked.

“I’m uh, just getting into town. Was kinda exploring, trying to find a job and stuff.” He said, the man didn’t say anything just stared at Trent for a minute then went back ti tinkering. “I’m Trent by the way.” He added.

“Well, Trent, looks like your outlet radiator hose burst. You’re not gonna be able to drive this thing anywhere till it’s fixed.” He said whipping his hands and looking down at the boy.

“Crap, really?”

“I’ve, uh, got a buddy who can get these parts, he can probably get it overnighted in a day or two. Leave this thing here and I’ll give you a lift home.” He offered.

“Wow, thanks. That’d be great! Can I give you a hand with anything in return.” He asked.

“Oh, I’ll put you to work for payback.” He said giving the boys shoulder a rough pat and walking towards the barn. Trent ended up giving Ben a hand doing his chores around the barn. He was working Trent’s ass off though so much so that He had to ditch his shirt which was wet from his sweat.

Ben had to admire that for a little guy, Trent was putting in the effort. There was also some sort of energy he felt about him, making him intrigued in the boy.

Trent ended up working nearly till 6 o’clock when Ben decided to call it a day.

“You did good today kid, thanks for the help. You ready to get out of here?” He asked.

“Yeah! Let me just grab my things from my car.” Trent answered and they walked to his car. Opening the trunk, he grabbed one of his duffel bags with clothes as well as a back pack. Ben gave the boy a bit of a questioning look but ignored it.

“Where am I taking you?” He asked unlocking his big truck.

“Can you just take me to the diner in town I guess?”

“The diner? Working all day got you an appetite so strong you don’t even want to go home first.” He teased.

“Well, I don’t really know where I’m going yet.  I met Sheila earlier today, was hoping maybe she could point me somewhere.” He said putting the bags in the back of the truck.

“So, you have no place to go right now?” Ben asked and Trent gave a shrug. He barely knew this kid, but he somehow felt very protective over him. “How old even are you man?”

“17, I’ll be 18 soon!” Trent answered.

Ben shook his head then pulled the bags out of the truck. “C’mon, follow me.” He said and started off towards his old farm house.

He led the boy inside, the house was what you’d expect a bachelor farm boys house to look like. Not really decorated, but all the essentials. Off the main room was a hallway which had two doors to bedrooms and one to a bathroom.

“Stay here till your cars done. I don’t feel comfortable dropping of a boy at the dinner with nowhere to go. Plus I don’t see you being much of a threat.” He stated with a wink.

“Really?! Thank you, that’d be great!” Trent responded, as a reaction he gave the man a hug. He was warm and felt like a brick wall that he couldn’t wrap his arms around.

Ben didn’t really know how to respond, but for some reason he felt comfort from Trent’s embrace. He patted the boys back with one of his calloused man hands. “This isn’t really permanent, just till you’re on your feet.”

“Understood, I really appreciate it.  I can keep working here too, I’ll do what ever you need. Consider it as a thank you and rent?”

“Ya’know, I’ll take you up on that.” He said with a smirk. “There’s a shower across the hall if you need it. I’ll leave you a towel on the rack.” He said before letting the boy be.

Trent threw his body onto the squeaky old bed, reminiscing on life. Thinking if this was really him, his father. Someone He grew up and thinking never existed.  He couldn’t believe just how much bigger Ben was then himself. That didn’t make sense, but they did have very similar facial features. He thought this all through as he looked at himself in a mirror.  He squeezed at one of his pink perky nipples as he briefly admired his own body.  Given the driving and past couple days he had, he hadn’t been able to get off and was extremely horny. Not too mention spending the day with a beef cake like Ben.

He walked over and unzipped his bag.  after some rummaging He found what He was looking for, his dildo and lube. He looked over his shoulder at the closed door, contemplating if he should do it or not.  His hard little dick chose for him and he quickly undid his pants letting them drop to the floor.  He lubed the 8” dildo and placed it on the bed standing straight up so he could straddle it. Lining it with his hole, he sank down and couldn’t help couldn’t help but moan a bit as it entered him.  Inch by inch, He sank down on it till the silicone dick was completely inside. He began bouncing up and down, trying to control his moaning and causing the bed to squeak beneath him.

He was in pure bliss, tweaking a nipple with one hand and groping his hard dick with the other. The dildo was stretching his insides and making him feel incredible. He was trying to muffle his moans.

Ben was downstairs and herd the squeaking bed frame and wondered what the hell Trent was doing. He quietly cracked the door open and his eyes went wide at the site of the boy impaling and pleasuring himself on the dildo.

He couldn’t help but admire the boys smooth body, and his hole stretched around the dildo.  Ben felt his own cock begin to stir as he watched. He knew his cock was massive, always struggling to find sexual partners. He imagined how the boy would look and react if instead of the dildo, it was his own massive prick he was bouncing on.

Ben pictured stretching that boys pussy to its limits, maybe even past them. His dick was making an obscene bulge and was quite uncomfortable. He quietly undid his jeans, freeing the beast of cock. It was proportionate to his body, but Even on Bens huge frame, his dick looked big.

As Ben watched, he grew to his full size of nearly 15” in length and an insane amount of girth, similar to a bottle of wine. With both hands, he stroked his big cock watching Trent pleasure himself.  He bit his lip as he compared his massive size that dwarfed the dildo up the boys ass.

Ben was never extremely picky when it came to sex as he knew it was a struggle to find willing partners. Although he’d never been with another guy, he didn’t care boy or girl. To him if they were willing, a hole was a hole.

Trent had no idea of the show he was putting on for Ben. “Fuck, oh fuck me.” Trent moaned pretending the dildo was attached to a man in his fantasy. Trent leaned forward, the dildo sliding completely out of his hairless, tight hole.  He was angled perfectly, giving Ben a perfect view.

Trent brought his fingers to his hole and entered, fingering his prostate, moaning out uncontrollably.  Ben bit his lip, entranced watching the boy pleasure himself.  Trent’s perky tight ass up in the air.

Trent then flipped over on his back, Ben was now able to see the rest of the boys body. He was petite but extremely toned, a total cutie. He loved seeing the boy completely ignore his little dick, and how his smooth body looked as trent touched himself.  That was the kind of guy Ben would want to get with. The boy continued finger himself. Ben loved seeing his little dick throb, it matched the rest of Trents little body.

Ben leaned in to see a little better, accidentally moving the door, causing it to squeak. Trent’s head shot up and his eyes went wide as he saw Ben’s head peaking in through the doorway.

“Oh shit, I’m sorry” Trent said quickly, trying to scramble and cover himself.

“Don’t stop on account of me.” Ben told him. “I just heard some noises and wanted to make sure you were alright.”

“No, I’m good. I shouldn’t have done this here.”

“Eh, we’re men, and nature calls.” He said still staring at the boy. Trent noticed him lingering, questioning why he hadn’t bolted. “Anyhow, I was actually enjoying the show.” Ben said, now entering the room.

Trent’s eyes widened as Ben’s monster cock came into site. It looked out if this world, like something cartoon like. It was huge, fitting for the giant of a man Ben was.

“Holy shit, that enormous.” Trent said as Ben put a knee on the bed, his cock towering over the boy as he grabbed it and gave a stroke, a big bead of clear precum dripped and fell onto Trent’s smooth abs.

Trent dry swallowed. That cock was a beautiful monster. A huge cut pink head, the shaft was thick and veiny, and he had just the right amount of pubic hair. His smooth balls were like tennis balls. He couldn’t fathom that the man who was potentially his father, had a dick this magnificent. Not when his own was only 4”.

“Why don’t you keep touching yourself some more.” Ben said as he grabbed his meat with his other hand to continue stroking.

Trent brought his two fingers back to his hole and dove in, throwing his head back in bliss as the mountain of a man jerked off above him. They both loved watching each other pleasure themselves.

“Man, look at the tight little pussy. You look like you were made to take a pounding.” Ben said biting his lip.

“Fuck, your cock is so big, you’d destroy me.” Trent said, kinda nervous where this was going.

“Don’t you worry, I’d warm you up first.” Ben said with a wink “in-fact, why don’t I give you a hand now.” He said as he pushed Trent’s hand away from his ass. He spread some precum on his fingers, then brought them to Trent’s tight little hole and forcing them in.

Trent bit his lip and moaned as Ben found his prostate, finger fucking his large fingers in and out of the boy. Bens hand was bigger, and more calloused then Trents hand.

Trents eyes rolled back into his head and he couldn’t help but scream out in bliss. “Oh fuck, that feels so good.”

“Yeah, you like the feeling of a real man touching your pussy, don’t ya?” Ben was saying getting into it. He loved seeing Trent’s small body squirm in ecstasy. He continued stroking his huge cock with his other hand.

“It feels so fucking good, oh my god.” Trent was getting pushed over the edge. His little balls had tightened up, and his dick was turning a pinkish red color, aching to be released.

Trent couldn’t believe that just this morning he stopped to this house to find his potential dad, and now he was getting finger blasted by him. And he’d never felt so good or horny in his life. The dirty thought alone of the taboo of it all sent him over the edge.

“Fuck, oh fuck. I’m go-I’m gonna cum. Fuck yeah dad!” Trent moaned out as his cock twitched uncontrollably and exploded. Ben was impressed that a little guy like him could shoot such an impressive load. He loved feeling the boy shutter and his hole spasm as he finished. The dad remark threw him, but in some sense, he liked it.

Trent was spent, breathing hard and catching his breath. He had ropes of cum covering his abs, and some on his chest. Ben removed his fingers from Trent’s hole, greeted to it shrinking back down to a tight pucker. Using both hands he worked his cock, ready to show the boy how a real man cums. He had already been so close after watching the show Trent put on.

“Fuck, I’m getting close.” Ben moaned out, really getting into stroking his massive shaft. Trent couldn’t take his eyes off it as it throbbed, somehow growing even bigger and angrier.

“Fuck yeah, show me that load.” Trent panted out in anticipation. He didn’t care if this was the same seed that made him, he wanted it.

“Fuck! Take it boy, here it cums!” Ben warned, he had always been a heavy cummer. He began exploding, shooting rope after rope of cum from his huge cock. Trent was in shock as he was being pummeled with it. It landed on his chest, his face, in his hair. He was in complete Awh as the man made a mess of him, but Trent loved it.

Each stroke sent another rope out till Ben finally squeezed out the last of his seed as it dropped on to the boys body. Trent licked his lips, intoxicated by the smell and taste of cum. Ben let go of his spent cock and it crashed down onto Trent . Their spent dicks, yet polar opposites in size, lay together resting in a post orgasm state.

“Fuck, that was good. I needed that.” Ben said. Trent still lay there, as they both caught their breath. He had so much going on in his mind. Did he just have a sexual experience with his father?

“Yeah, that was, intense.” He finally answered.

“You look good like this.” Ben said with a wink which made Trent melt a bit. “I like a good cum whore.”

“Well, I’m your boy.” Trent said back, scooping a glob of cum from his chest and taking it to his mouth. Ben watched, enticed as the enjoyed his seed.

“Let’s get you cleaned up, but first…” Ben said grabbing a phone from his pocket. He snapped a few pictures of the cum covered boy. “I want to document this one.  That was incredible.” He explained.

“Okay, as long as you send it to me.” Trent said as Ben helped him up. Ben guided him to the bathroom and started the shower. Trent was surprised when Ben stripped and stepped into th shower with him and even started washing his back. He loved the feeling of his strong man hands rubbing the suds into his muscles. He already got so comfortable with Ben, how was he going to break the news that they may be related.

Trent’s thoughts were broke as the water stopped and Ben stepped out, then handed him a towel.  Trent patted his face dry with the soft towel.  He looked over to see Ben still completely nude and watching him. His massive cock was now hanging soft, but still huge and impressive. Trent looked up to see Ben gazing at him, causing him to blush a bit. Ben couldn’t help but continue watching Trent as he dried off his smooth body.

Ben broke the awkward silence. “Sorry if you felt pressured with everything that just happened.”

“Don’t be, that was incredible, I’ve never cum that hard!” This caused Ben to smirk. He walked up close to Trent, his cock bounced with each step.

“Good, I thought the same. We might have to that again, maybe something more.” He said with another wink and then pulled Trent in for a big embrace. Trent felt just how strong the man was. Being held like this made him feel safe, he never wanted to leave the masculine embrace. The feeling like a switch had been flipped. He was lusting for this man, however, knew that this could be his own father. Somehow, he was getting off on that thought.

The two separated and got dressed. Ben made dinner for them and by the time they finished cleaning up, it was late. Trent had been exhausted from the drive the day prior, lack of sleep, and the intense orgasm.

They wished each other goodnight and went to sleep into two separate beds. As much as Trent’s head was racing, he fell asleep quickly. Ben on the other hand, couldn’t help but think about that boy in his spare room.  He wondered how a boy like Trent, the ideal boy for him, just happened to wander to his farm. He didn’t care as he looked at the pictures he took earlier, all he knew, is that he needed more.  He knew in the coming days, he would make that boy his.

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