A boy and his Dad

The next day everything was normal, and I expected as much, Dad was too drunk and asleep to remember anything that happened. The next week passed with no new event whatsoever. Friday came again and my father told us he was going out drinking again with his colleagues. I had plans that night so I was also out, drinking with my buddies. It was a fun night and I managed to come home shortly after 2 o’clock. Everything was dark and everyone was asleep. I went to my room, but being tipsy and super horny, I could just go to bed that easily. I started to search the web for some porn to masturbate. But I kept pulling out gay porn, and every cock I saw kept bringing the image of my father's cock in my mind. My father was some, I checked and it was dark in the living room, I suspect he was sound asleep and drunk again, and I decided to go to the kitchen and grab some water and in passing see how he was doing. He was sleeping in his chair in front of the PC, he had one of his legs lifted on another chair, and he was snoring loudly. I passed him by to get a glass of water and mingled in the kitchen for a few minutes. Before going back to my room, I decided to check on him again, I pushed him a little and asked him if he wanted to lay down on the couch, but I got pretty much no response. I was about to leave but then once again I thought about his cock, his pants were a little loose from him sliding down the chair, so it didn’t take much for me to pull them a little more, with his boxers to exposing his cock out. He was soft this time, I slowly touched his head while standing up, looking if there was any reaction, before spitting on my finger and doing it again. Playing with his cock until he started to get hard. He was a bit hard now, enough for me to kneel next to him and try and suck his cock again. Trying not to push the chair or touch any other part of his body, I put my lips on his cock again and started to slowly take it and suck on it. I was enjoying myself, the salty taste of his cock in my mouth, the smell of his pubic hair every time I would go closer to it, the smell of alcohol and cigarette smoke coming from his body, man this smell of cigarettes. On occasion, I would lick some fuzz from his boxers, left on his dick, but would spit it out and keep on sucking.  I was enjoying it so much that I didn’t even notice he had stopped snoring. I don’t know for how long I was sucking him, but at some point, he started to slowly open his eyes. Of course, I was busy and did not notice that at all. But in the next moment, he jumped up, pulled his cock inside his pants, and slapped me across the face. He started to scream, what the hell is going on, what the fuck am I doing. Was I a faggot, he yelled at me that he raised no faggot. I was super scared and tears started dropping down my face. I was holding my cheek from the slap and just asked him to stop yelling, I didn’t want to wake my mother. He kept screaming at me to explain to him what the fuck I was doing before slapping my other cheek as well. True to the tears I said I just managed to apologize a few more times and I just kept crying. I think he felt bad for me because he pulled me up, told me to calm down, and explained what the hell was I even thinking. I broke down everything, how I was horny all the time, how I started to get interested in men as well, how I just wanted to try it, and so on. Even though he didn’t approve of any of this, he said it was normal at my age to be curious, but that was no excuse for what I was doing. With both of us calming a bit we started to talk about sex and stuff for the next hour. I told him how I felt and so on, and even that he was a lot more understanding than I expected, I was ready to take a beating and get thrown out of the apartment, but he told me that this was very wrong and I should have never even thought about it. He asked me if had ever slept with a guy before, but I told him NO, I had just slept with one girl and that was all, I just found it interesting. He said good and told me even if I want to experiment with a guy, I should be the one fucking them not the other way around. He was still so shocked at the idea of me sucking on his cock he kept asking me what the hell I was thinking. Finally, I told him some bullshit about how I never saw him and Mom sleep together and tough he must be horny all the time, so I can help him out, at the same time as I try on something new, I wanted. It seemed logical to me. I didn’t to him, since I saw his cock that's all I can think of, or that I sucked on it last week when he was asleep. He told me that it’s not my business what he and my mother do, which is true, and to not think of such stuff ever again. But he did understand and forgave me.

As we kept talking, he was caressing my head and hugging me, since I still had some tears running down my eyes. My head was on his chest and my arm was resting on his thigh, not intentionally. He got up and told me it was time to go to bed, and we would talk about this some more. While doing so I saw him adjust his cock in his pants several times, moving his boxer around, reaching inside to adjust it as well. I don’t know what came over me after everything went so well and the long talk we had, but I got up and told him I didn’t mind taking care of it, before going to bed, you know finish the job I started, after all it’s me who got him aroused. To be honest, I was expecting another slap in the face, but no. He took a deep breath and told me:

“I told you, even if you sleep with guys, you better be the one on top and the one getting his dick sucked, not the other way around.”

“Maybe I will be Dad, but I’m still curious, and I already did it tonight.”

“Well, you are right, and I don’t like the idea of my son sucking a cock, but guys you will still want to try it with other men, correct?” – he asked me.

“Yes, you are correct, I don’t know what I like yet and what not, but I’m sorry I enjoyed the feeling of a cock in my mouth, I would want to do it again.”

“Fuck I thought so. Ok but just this one time, no one should ever find out about this, and you never mentioned it again. You are lucky I’m so hard right now, and I don’t think just jerking off will cut it.”

“And it’s a saver for me this way, don’t you think.”

“Guess you are right. Fine just this one, but if it feels too weird for any of us, we stop and never speak of it again. Agreed?”

“Agreed.” – I replied.

Then I kneeled in front of him and he pulled his pants down to his knees. I took his cock in my hand and started to jerk it off slowly, lifting it and licking it, from his balls to his head, before taking his head once again in my mouth. I was jerking him with one hand, while sucking on it, playing with his hairy balls with the other. I would leave it cock again licking his hairballs, burying my face in the sniffing the manly musk he had. I was not a big fan of all the hair he had around his cock and balls, but at the moment it didn’t bother me much. I would look up to catch his sight while sucking on his cock, but he had his head up, eyes closed most of the time, moaning from pleasure. I would catch his eyes on occasion, but he would move away not maintaining eye contact with me. I was sucking him for about 15 minutes or so when he touched me for the first time, holding my head, and started to move his hips. I let go of his cock, leaving only my mouth around it, so basically, he was holding my head and fucking my mouth. With his trust he was going deeper than I was, putting more than half of his cock inside. I was managing to suck on it, before one shift trust as he pushed it cock up my mouth and hold my head like that. I started to gag and choke on it, hitting him on the thigh to stop. I don’t even think he realized it before pulling back and apologizing to me. I told him it was all right while trying not to throw up on the floor, with saliva dripping from my mouth while catching my breath. By the look on his face, he thought we were done, but after I manage to catch my breath, I grabbed his dick and started to suck on it again. This time we made eye contact and held it. It didn’t take long after that for his cock to start pulsating. He was ready to cum, and I was ready to receive it. I wanted to taste his cum. I mean I did taste a lot of precum leaking from his cock while I was sucking on it, but I wanted the full load. He didn’t expect that, as he pulled out and grabbed his cock, I think he wanted to move away, but he ended up cumming all over my face. He didn’t mean to as he right away started to apologize and wipe the cum with his shirt. But I told him it was all right while getting up, He managed to wipe most of it but missed a little on the side of my lip which I wiped off with my finger and tasted, salty and bitter. He was a bit stunned but didn’t say anything. Since I didn’t remove any of my cloth, neither did he, and I had cum all over my shirt, we changed and put everything in the washer, cleaning the cum on the sink before that, wiping all the cum and saliva with them from the floor as well. My father told me it felt great and thanked me for the release, then told me to go and catch a few hours of sleep. I wished him goodnight and that was all we said to each other. I lay in bed, it was already morning, and all I could think about was his cock in my mouth. I came 2 times in my bed thinking about it, before drifting asleep.