A boy and his Dad

I moved to study engineering at a college not far from my hometown, around a 2-hour drive. My Dad told me that we had our fun and I needed to let go of the idea of us having sex now and live my life. Find a boyfriend, or girlfriend, sleep with as many people as I can, and enjoy it. And I was planning on doing that, but told him I still wanted to have fun when I came back home, we would try and find the time.

It was a good plan, but things didn’t turn out as I imagined. For the first 3 months, things were a bit awkward. I mean I was busy with class, studying, and learning my way around a new town. I was living in a dorm with 2 of my buddies from my hometown, so we didn’t have any space or privacy for that matter. There wasn’t any time for me to have fun you can say. And I was in the room mostly to sleep and take a shower as most of my time was spent at university or hanging out with my friends after. For the first time we were living on our own and in a new place, so we wanted to explore everything. I would often go back home, but it was usually for the weekends, 1 or 2 nights at the most, and I would always go out, so I didn’t get a chance to have fun with my dad, even after hours, and not only that but he was a bit distant as well, I think he was trying to break all sexual contact with me, to give me a chance of a more normal college experience. I had some hopes that this would change during the Christmas break, but with all the family around that proved to be impossible. So, the day went by, and almost the entire year passed, with me not only not having sex with my dad, but with no sex at all. I was no longer into girls, and at the same time, I didn’t want anyone to know I was gay, out of my buddies, and didn’t get any chance to date that year.

It was now summer break, and most of my friends decided not to go home for the break, they found work and stayed in the dorms. On the other hand, I had to make the same choice, but since I didn’t feel like I needed to start work yet I decided to spend the summer at home. My parents were happy to have me back for a few weeks, and I was happy to be home again, and to have a room all by myself. Not having to share a room with anyone was amazing. I could walk naked, masturbate all day, fuck myself with different toys, I missed it all and I was happy to have it all back even only for a few weeks. But the thing I missed the most was my father's dick. It did take 2 weeks for me to convince him, we need to fuck again. I suggested it the first night back, but he said it was over, I wasn’t right for us to start again and stuff like that. But after a few days of me teasing him, walking naked around him, or rubbing my ass on his cock he gave in and let me blow him one night. It is safe to say that the next night he wanted me. Now with almost a year without a cock in my ass I was excited to feel him inside of me once again. My ass had gotten tight again, from a stretched hole, getting fucked multiple times again, to a close tight little thing once. I did practice a lot with dildos since I got back but it was nice to feel him inside of me again. It did hurt at first feeling him penetrate my hole, but I was so horny and I missed the feeling so much that I didn’t care at all. That night he came in me in almost no time, I knew he wanted it as well, and feeling my ass around his cock once again made him burst prematurely. But I didn’t care I loved the feeling of his warm seed feeling my ass up. Of course, I didn’t let him rest as I grabbed his cock and started sucking until he was hard again, only for me to move my butt on top of him and fuck myself using his semen for lube. He ended up filing my ass for the second time that night. And that was it, thing got back to normal. By normal I mean my dad fucking me every single day every chance we get, filling my ass or mouth with his beautiful cream. God, I missed the taste of his sperm, the feeling of getting filled by his juice cock, the smell of sweat and cigarettes every time he fucked me. What a great summer vacation I thought.

Not back to school, my buddies I shared a room before, had moved to a double during the summer so I was left on my own. I also managed to get a double room, with some random dude. Luckily for me, he was going home a lot, so I lived with him for 3-4 days every 2 weeks, so I was mostly alone at the dorm. Everything was coming my way I thought. My parents were sending me enough money at the moment for me to live great, I didn’t miss anything, and I didn’t need to start a job right away. I still had a lot of classes I needed to attend, so we agreed that it was better for me to study and not start a job again. Which was great, it meant I had my private space now and all the free time that I needed. And to top of all that, my father was traveling once a month due to work, in a town near my university, so he would stop by for some fun times. Man did I love it when we fucked in the door room. I bet everyone around could hear the squeaky bed spring, every time he trusted his cock on my ass. Or my load moans, when he would start fucking me furiously. But it was a dorm, sex sounds were normal, and no one cared.

It was all fun, but I wanted more. Being in a relatively new town, with a lot more open gays, gay bars and apps and whatnot, and me having my place most of the time, I wanted to experience new things. It all started with me going out to a couple of bars, but I was afraid someone might see me there so I was always too afraid to take any steps. But dating apps were different, it was easy to find someone in the same area ready to fuck. I would mostly set up dates later at night, I would go to their place if they had a space or invite them to mine when it was free. It looked normal for 2 dudes to go to the dorm and hang out, drink some beers, and whatnot. And no one suspected that we were only going there to make out and fuck. I got my fair share of fuck buddies at the time. The funny thing was I had presented myself in the app verse, meaning willing to top or bottom, but most of the profiles were one or the other. The bottom guys were all skinny and shaved, they would put on women's clothes at times, but you could stop them that they were gays from a mile away. I had a lot of fun with them, they were always ready to fuck, and they loved to suck on my dick. They would enjoy playing with my cock, sucking it for as long as I wanted, practically waiting for me to make the next move, meaning pinning them down and fucking their brains out. They were super happy and excited that I would eat their asses before penetrating them, or the fact that I would also suck and play with their cock as well, even while fucking them. I think that made me quite popular with some of the guys as they were ready to fuck every time, I texted them. And why was that?

Well after a month of only me doing the fucking I started to understand.  My ass was itching for an adventure, but with my correct profile, almost no tops wrote to me. So, I started seeking out guys that I liked. Most of the guys I texted, replied in the begging of the conversation that they were specifically tops, meaning even if I wanted to, they would not let me fuck them. But I always replied that that was fine, and I was more of a bottom bitch than a top. So soon I managed to get a couple of dates as well. Bear in mind I was studying, hanging out with my friend at the time, and I still managed to get time for 1 or 2 fuck sessions at night, boy it’s good to be young. Soon I understood why the bottom bitches I fucked liked me so much. I went out with a few top dudes and it was always the same. They wanted me to blow them, suck on their cock. They would ram their cocks in my mouth every chance they get and didn’t care if I liked it or not. After they had enough, they would turn me over on the bed, spit on my ass and try to push their cocks inside of me, they did not care if I was ready or not. They didn’t care for lube or a condom. I had to provide the condoms or lube if I wanted them to use them and I did, I was not ready to risk it.  I only took the chance ones, at the time, since I was horny and I didn’t have any condoms on me. I was with a dude with a bit larger cock this time and I wanted to feel him inside of me. He again flip me over, with my face pushed down on the bed, and my ass up in the air, he spit on my ass a few times rubbing It with his cock, before trying to penetrate me. But I was so dry and the pain was too much every time he tried to stick it inside of me. But he kept trying, not letting go of me. Good for me I had some lube in the drawer of my nightstand I managed to get it out and threw the bottle next to my legs. He got the hint to lube up my ass and his cock before trying to go in again. I liked the idea of his big dick inside of me, but that was not a fun experience for me at all, I was sore the next 3 days.  But that was the experience with most of the guys. Not that I didn’t enjoy the sex, but it was kind of boring. They would always come over to my dorm, and I would blow them. Then they would flip me over and fuck my ass, almost always doggy style, sometime I would be able to turn on my side or ride them. Almost no one wanted to fuck me missionary, they never played with my cock, or care if I finish or not. They would fuck me, usually cum on my back, or in the condom, thank me, and leave. Leaving me to clean and finish myself alone. That is how I understood why I was popular with the other bottoms in the area. After a few months of meaningless sex, I needed to try something new.