My sleeping Dad *Inspired by true events*

*Inspired by true events*

            Have you ever wondered what your dad’s cock looks like? If not, then you are lying to yourself. Every gay/bi man I know has at least fantasized about his dad’s cock once. I dream about my dad at least once a week. This is my story of me exploring my fantasy of my dad.

            To start out with my family is broken. My dad and my mom divorced and my siblings and I were separated. I was forced to live with my mom while my dad took my 3 other brothers. The last time I saw him I was 6. My mom remarried and we relocated to a small town in Oklahoma. My dad and my brothers lived in Dallas, Texas. I went to school, graduated, and was going to start college soon. That’s when my world changed.

            My mom and step-dad got into a wreck. They were comatose. After 6 months of no visible life I had them pull the plug. It was the hardest decision of my life. I was 18 at the time and was prepared to live with my uncle and aunt. They Let me stay with them for a few months before my birth father made contact. He was moving up to Oklahoma and he wanted to reconnect after the family tragedy. I agreed and packed my bags. I was going to live with my dad for a week.

            “Hi Kyle.” My dad said as he met me outside my aunt’s house. My dad had aged well. He was 43 now, silver hair, muscular build, and had a thick beard and moustache. My dad was a mechanic and cars were his life. I smiled at my dad and just walked to the door of the car. As I entered the vehicle my dad grabbed my bags and put them in the trunk. I had some angst against my dad and I wasn’t ready to start a friendship with him. I hold onto grudges for a long time.

            “You look good Kyle, staying in shape I see. What are you doing these days?”

“I was on the swim team at school and I got a scholarship to go to college. Also, I am gay!” With that one word my dad just froze into the horizon. I knew that would shut him up. My dad couched a little and tried to start a new topic for the car ride to his home.

            “Any plans before college?”

“Might sleep around with a few guys, who knows.” My dad again just froze. He stopped talking and just focused on the road. As I started to grow bored in the car I was noticing how in shape my dad was. I know it was wrong but he was nice to look at. His arm muscles were huge; his veins were popping out. His chest was big and I noticed the hair above his t-shirt. As my eyes wandered down I gazed at his manhood. My dad was packing. His bulge was massive and I could swear I saw it move a bit. The car ride was boring but looking at my dad was not.

            When we made it to his place I decided to claim my room for the week. I decided I was going to have my dad’s room. That was the least he could since he didn’t show up to my mom’s funeral. My dad saw my claim his room and said nothing about it. “I have to go back to work for a few hours. Will you be okay by yourself for a little bit?”, he asked.

            “Since when do you care?” I replied snarky.

            My dad just nodded and left the house. I did feel bad for giving him a hard time. But I was still so mad. I decided to unpack and make his room mine. I decided to raid my dad’s dresser first. I opened his sock drawer first, “Typical white socks.”. Next I opened the second drawer, his t-shirts were all folded nice and neatly. Finally, I opened the last drawer and it was my dad’s underwear drawer. My dad wore FTL tighty whites. He had about 30 pair in a size Medium. I grabbed one pair and took a big whiff. It smelt fresh. When I put the underwear closer to my face I noticed a cum stain still left on the briefs. I put the pair in my nag and I was going to save that for later.

            My exploration was far from over. I was obsessed about finding out more about my dad. I opened a few medicine cabinets until I found a pack of condoms. Jackpot! My dad had magnum size. Next I took a deep dive into his porno stash in his closet. My dad had Hustler, Playboy, and one surprisingly Playgirl magazine from 1996. My dad also had plenty of straight porn as well as girl on girl porn. I wanted to explore my dad for myself I just didn’t know how to do it.

            My dad came home a few hours later and the sun was finally setting. When my dad walked in I had placed an ice-cold beer on the table with a note saying, “My olive branch.” I hid in the corner out of my dad’s sight. My dad smiled and took a big gulp of his beer. I counted down the hours till he would pass out.

            Yes, I may have drugged my dad. Yes, I know it is morally wrong. Yes, I know I could have done this a bit better but I was 18, horny, and a pervert. Besides I was only getting back at my dad for leaving me.

            My dad passed out on the couch. He snored a bit and was still in his clothes that he wore to work. I shook him a few times to see if he would wake but nothing happened. I removed my clothes exposing my hard 6-inch cock and began to explore my fantasy.

            I slowly removed my dad’s brown work boots. His socks were white with dark prints on the bottom. His sock were warm and smelly. I removed his socks next and my dad’s hair feet were all mine to have. I licked his big hairy toe first. My dad let out a few moans but he never woke up. Next I massaged his steamy feet and began to his feet to stroke my cock. I moved my cock back and forth till a little pre-cum came out of my slit. I touch my juices and put it on my dad’s resting lips. Again, I moved back to his feet and had his feet jerk me. I almost came but forced myself to stop. I was starting to work up a sweat. I wanted more.

            I decided to see just hot built my dad was. I removed his greasy white t-shirt and it exposed his hairy muscular torso. His pecs were huge and his abdominals were very defined. The hair on his chest was nice and dark and thick. His nipples were perky and pink. My dad had that farmer’s tan going on that his chest was whiter than his arms. I also noticed my dad’s FTL waistband coming up from his pants. I was growing harder that the anticipation was too much. I had to see what he looked like.

            Next I unzipped his jeans and yanked the clean off him. There my dad lay with just his tighty whities on and in all his man fur. His thighs were huge and his muscles were bigger. The bulge by my dad’s crotch was huge as well. I knew my dad was packing something.

            Finally, I made my move. I ripped off his underwear and there lay a huge cut cock with a thick bush of hair but hairless balls. I grabbed my ruler and measure my dad’s cock. His soft measure was 7.8 inches long. I had to see how big it could get. I grabbed the monster by to hands and began to rub up and down my dad’s shaft. I moved slower than faster, using my spit as lube. Mt dad grew and grew till finally it grew as much as he could. I grabbed my ruler and he measure 9 inches long. He was a grower and a shower.

            I took another step back to admire my dad in all his manly glory. He was a perfect specimen of a man. I had to contemplate on what I should do next. As went to reach for my dad cock I was grabbed by his quick force. My dad yanked me by the arm and pulled me towards his face. “Trust me kiddo I’ve had stronger drugs than that!”

            “You were faking it?”, I asked in confusion.

“Of course I was. Now that I know what kind of pervert you are I’m going to teach you a lesson.!” Next thing I know my dad had thrown me over his lap and he stretched open my ass cheeks apart. He stuck his middle finger in his mouth and then put that finger in my hole.

“Ah!!!”

            “Shut up boy! You can take it! Your daddy’s bitch now!” He stuck his finger in and out of my hole harder and harder every time.

“Dad it hurts! I’m still a virgin back there!”

            “Ha-ha not anymore!” With those words, he sat me upright and forced my hole upon his dick. The sensation and pain were too much for me to handle. I tried to get away but my dad held me tightly to his chest. He thrust ferociously up and down stretching my hole with each thrust.

“Please dad it hurts! Stop!”

            “You want me to stop fucking you?!”

“Yes please!”

            “I will once I get done cumming in your ass!”

            With a few more thrusts, I felt a hot liquid shoot up my anus. My dad let out an orgasmic sound and I jolted with pleasure. My dad made me sit on his cock till he got a bit softer. When he pulled out his cock he was covered in his own cum. I thought he was done with me but he wasn’t. He threw me onto his bed and tied up my arms and legs together. Next my dad pulled out a cock and ball ring as well as a flesh light.

            “I hope you like pussy boy! You are gonna cum in this pussy and then you are going to drink it. After that I’m going to call your brothers over and they are going to jack off in your mouth. After that I’ll untie you and then we can be even.”

            I didn’t even have a chance to respond till my dad put on the cock and ball ring and began to fuck my cock with the pocket pussy he had. The toy was moist and felt nice on my cock. I moaned and moaned each time he pushed it further down on my cock.

            “I’m gonna cum!” Next thing I know I’m exploding everything I have into this thing. I jolted and thrusted until I was done spewing my cream in the toy. My dad grabbed the toy and undid the top. He held open my mouth and poured, what felt like a gallon, of cum down my mouth. I tasted sweet and warm. It was a tad hard to chug down but the taste was intoxicating.

“That’s a good boy! Swallow it all sweet boy. Now I’m gonna call your brothers. Also, call me master when you are here boy!”

            “Yes sir!”

“Good job boy. Daddy should have told you that I am a dominate master into the heavy BDSM scene. Daddy is also bi son. So, get ready to be my slave all week. We are going to stretch out that hole and before you leave I’m going to make sure you can take two cocks in your ass and two cocks in your mouth. See you in a bit son.” My dad walked out of the room and I just stared up at the ceiling in joy. My dad and I were going to get along just fine.

            As of 2016: My dad and I engage in the BDSM scene about every month. I am now a master and he his one as well. My dad and I do not have sex anymore but we occasionally jerk off or fuck the same hole together. We are still great friends!