The Clue in the Coach's Jock

The Mystery of Being a Top or a Bottom

The revelation that I had sucked my father's horse dick led to me moral worries and ignited a passion for my hunky Dad. How it felt wrong. But Dick is Dick. I'm not getting pregnant. Dad's just another gay guy. 

Between recognizing his underwear, his smell and his wrist watch so quickly made me finally admit to myself ... that I've had the 'hots' for my father for a while.  Three years I walked into his bathroom as he jacked his long dong. I stepped back but was able to watch the hot performance ending with blasts of his cum. The glory holes were four inches across. I could tongue Dad's balls and did. Repeatedly. He moaned repeatedly. Best Blowjob Ever!

Dad at 6' 2" with the shoulders of a football player, thin waist, bubble butt and the thighs of death inspired my first jack off session at age 13. Dad and I, in underwear, wrestled on the double bed. His dick bounced in and out of his boxers a few times. I was squirming, his hands were every where on my body. I loved it. 

My grabby hands got his balls and his erect cock a few times and it made we wonder about "getting hard." He slapped me on the ass and went to torment sweety Petey in the den. I crawled under the blanket and replayed wrestling with Dad. And for the first time I got hard, hard as granite. When I touched it, it tingled and so I touched it again ... I took hold of my cock and for the first time masturbated. I became a fan of jacking my prick for the rest of my Life.

And today. Bang!!! I am in the mens underwear store at Feltching Mall. I am staring at some sexy white briefs. Dad's size is a 34. Okay. I'm here staring at underwear packages and getting a raging boner. What is wrong with me? But what brand for Dad? Is he a Puma man? Jockey shorts? I don't want to see him in Calvin Kleins. He might be a Levi Boxer brief dude. 

No. I can only see my father in tight white briefs. 

And then I saw a name, Tom Ford. Black waist band, traditional white brief, tight. My eye caught white Dolce & Gabbana, no fly briefs. Done is done and then I saw a red jockstrap I just had to buy. My eyes fell on a white Hanes underwear display with dismay, and I actually said aloud. "Oh, hell no!"

I think I am spending too much money on underwear. I have twenty pairs or so. So I purchased two red jocks. One for Petey."

Petey texted me that he was spending the night with his coach. I assumed my Petey's getting an athletic dick tonight. My brother recently admitted to me that he not only wants to get fucked but also wants to fuck butt as well. Which we learned means he's versatile. For me, I just wanted manhole, lick, fuck, fist. Hole fillers dominate the homo culture. But I wondered about the blissful desire to feel a cockus inside me.

Dad was home when I arrived. Reading the paper in his disgraceful Hanes underwear seated on the living room sofa.

"I have a little something, a present for you."

"Have ya now? Ain't my birthday." He said as he took the package.

"I'm your son. I owe you. You're paying for college. I'll do anything you want." We both laughed as I handed him a gift bag. "Here!"

Dad removed both items and ripped the plastic away. Six pairs of new underwear. Three pairs of white briefs with no fly. Three pairs of old school blue briefs. "I'm loving' this. I will wear these."

"Happy to hear it and please Dad.  Let me throw out the old, old underwear you've been wearing."

"You can do that. I'm making drinks, what do you want one, Dick?"

"Cosmo, double."

"Good two shots will help you relax."

On the back porch the two of us sat across from each other with no one around. My father cleared his throat. "So you're dealing with the "event" by purchasing sexy underwear for me? That is very sexy, son. And a good sign." There was a sexual aggression in his words.

I had to ask. "What event are you referring to?"

"I'm gonna guess that, you were turned on by what you were doing. The thought of who you were doing it to, completely elevated you."

"What are you taking about?" I demanded. My face turned and my heartbeat accelerated

"You sucked my cock today!!" Dad got in my face, our noses touched. I turned bright red. His lips not too faraway mine. I smelled his breath. Whiskey. He hadn't shaved. My dick was getting hard. 

"You think I don't know my own son's nose, mouth, and chin. The glory hole is four inches across. I saw you. You saw me. And you think I don't know the scent of sexy son?" His arms engulfed me, hugging me." And then he whispered into my ear, "Are you a top or a bottom?"

"It's mystery. I don't know yet."

"Have you been fucked yet, Dick?"

"No, Petey and I have played around a little but nothing else."

"I knew Pete was gay when he was 10. So right now I am going to fuck your hot fat bottom. It's gonna hurt, son. I ain't lying. My dick is fat and 8 1/2 inches."

"My butthole will do its best for you, sir!"

Dad took me to his bed. His mouth covered mine, his tongue invaded my mouth. Pulled my underwear to my knees. Squirted lube on his hand, easily inserted two thick fingers up my virgin hole. In and out, in and out, his fingers opened up my hole while his tongue explored my mouth. I was so hard I thought my cock would explode.

Dad stripped me of my briefs, greased up his big stiff cock and slowly eased the mammoth that was his penis into my small tight eighteen year old anus. Slowly inch by inch. I groaned, shouted out. Lost count of how many time I screamed "Oh my God! Oh Stop it! That hurts. Slow Daddy!

"I'm half way in, son. Scream, shout or cuss but my cock is gonna go all the way up your ever-loving hole, you hear boy?"

"Yes, Daddy." His next push hurt, but I made no sound until, "Ahhh! Errr!"

The picked up the pace. The pain was brutally hot but gradually the motion increased and my hole was stretching to accommodate this awesome tool of my father. It's the idea that it was my Dad's cock widening my man cunt that maybe me dizzy with lust. 

This was all about Dad, like the blowjob. Pain suddenly made my dick harder. He increased pumping my hole. With each new thrust poking at my prostate, I hear myself yell out, "Fucking cum up my butthole Daddy!" My father would later say when I screamed Daddy, his dick got even harder and he was gearing up to dump a creamy load up my hole. With force and power he slammed into my hole repeatedly. "I'm cumming!!!"

I felt the intense load blasting my sweet hole. Waves of pleasure. I watched Dad scooped up some of his cum from my ass and stuffed his coated fingers into my mouth. Manna from gay heaven. I sucked on his fingers. His cum was sweet and thick. Dad grabbed my pulsating love stick and jacked me. It took two minutes to cum all over my belly. Dad dutifully licked me clean. "Tasty cum, son. It tastes like mine."

After a shower, I crawled into Dad's bed naked and I whispered to him, "I think I'm a bottom, Dad." After the lights went out he held me tight as we fell asleep.