Dad's Sleeping Monster

My dad and me had always lived together, just the two of us. My dad worked as a construction worker all day whilst I went to school. Because of him being a single dad with a pretty low salary we lived in an apartment with only one bedroom. We didn’t share a bed though; instead we had two single beds, one each. Lately I have had trouble sleeping because I’m not only gay, I also have a thing for my dad. My dad is hot. He has a shaved head and a masculine face. Due to our Middle Eastern heritage he has a nice thick stubble on his jaw and quite a lot of hair on his chest and stomach. He is 190 cm tall and filled with muscles from his job. There’s a layer of fat surrounding them, but you can still see ‘em just fine. He always sleeps in his boxers and I often find myself studying the big mound when he’s sleeping. I watch his chest rise and fall in synchronicity with him breathing.

One day I get home from school, I’m in my last year, and find a note from dad. It reads: Going out to the bar with the guys after work, won’t be back until later. I do my homework; eat some food and then crash in my bed. I wake up a few hours later to the sound of the bedroom door closing and my father stumbling in to bed. I can smell a faint scent of whisky and sweat. Soon my father starts snoring lightly and I turn around in my bed, getting a clear view of him in the moonlight. As usual, he is only wearing boxers and has thrown the blanket on to the floor. He is laying on his back and the huge bulge is creating a hill from my perspective. I lay there watching him for a few minutes; hard as a rock when my fathers bulge suddenly starts moving. Instead of an undefined mound you can now clearly see his shaft laying over his leg with the head against the wristband. Dad is not erect, just semi-hard from what I can tell.

I can feel precum oozing out from my dick and I think to myself, this is your one shot at seeing dad’s cock hard. I slowly and silently climb out of bed and move towards dad. I gently put my knees around his legs, one on each side and just stay there for a while, listening to dad’s breathing. When he doesn’t seem to wake up I reach my hand out and slowly grasp his hose. It feels thick and warm in my hand. I slowly slide my palm up and down his shaft while looking at my father’s face for any movement. There isn’t any. I feel my father’s cock getting harder and harder under my hand which moves my attention away from his face. I remove my hand and it is now at full mast. It is huge. The head of the monster starts at the end of his hip and extends at least half a decimeter further out. It is so thick the material looks like it’s about to rip open at any moment. There is a small wet spot at the end of my dad’s cock and my mind overfills with lust.

I can’t think anymore, just act. I start licking my father’s head and precum and then move my tongue down the whole shaft and back up again. I engulf the whole head with my mouth and suck the precum through the thin material. It tastes both sweet and salty at the same time. The cock throbs in my mouth, extending even further. I then slabber the entire cock, soaking it with my saliva. I hear a faint moan from my father and stop immediately. Not a single sound is heard in the room but my dad’s deep breathing. He doesn’t wake up.

I put my fingers in the wristband of the boxers and slowly pull them down towards me. His cock follows the underwear for a bit until it releases with a heavy bounce and slap against my fathers stomach. It is beautiful. Ten inches long, fat and veiny. He is circumcised like me and the mushroom head is perfectly proportionate with the rest. I grip the thick shaft and my fingers are far from touching each other on the other side. With a steady rhythm I begin jerking my father off, from the base to the top and back again. After a while a pearl of precum form and I lean forward and lick it up, touching the head in the process. It tastes so good. I proceed by taking the head in my mouth, moving my tongue all around it. I try and take more and more but only get about halfway before choking. My father moans. The huge dick is filling me up and I can’t believe what is happening. I have my father’s cock in my mouth. My dad’s huge, thick monster cock is in my throat. I have never been hornier in my life. My father moans again, louder. I start bobbing up and down on it, swallowing more of him every time I go down. Suddenly I feel a hand on my head and my father moans even louder. I lift my eyes towards his and see them open. They are filled with lust until he realizes what is happening. “Son, what are you doing?!?!” He grips my hair and yanks me away from his throbbing member. “Stop son”. But at this point I don’t just want his dick anymore, I need it.

I tear out of his grip and dive right back onto his cock. This time I take it all the way down my throat, feeling my nose embedded in his bush. “No son, don’t”. I’m impaled on my father’s huge cock. “This isn’t right son stop” My father moans without really doing anything to actually stop me. I keep sucking it up and down, deep throating it every time under my father’s unconvincing protests. “Stop it son, we can’t do this goooood that feels great son. Stop right now mmmmm yeah son don’t do that yeeeaaahh deep in your throat son don’t stop.” Dad again grips my hair but instead of pushing me away he now pushes me down on his log, pushing it deep within me. “Yeah son, you like your daddy’s thick dick? Your own father’s huge cock? Suck it son, you are so good. Deep throat it son, mmmm it feels amazing. My cocksucking son. You look so good with dad’s big dick in your mouth”. His dirty talk is really turning me on and I become more motivated. He then starts fucking my mouth while growling. ”Oh son, so good. Yes son take it all, my own son. My cocksucking son. You love daddy’s huge cock son don’t you. Yeah you do, your fathers fat, thick tool”.

He released my head and I keep sucking in the same rhythm, slowly increasing my speed whilst licking his head. ”Yeah son I’m almost there. Keep going son. God, oh god, Oh god yes son. Faster, faster son, yes son good son faster. Almost, almost, almost. Yeah son take my load, take your fathers load. Yeah I’m cumming, I’m cumming” And with a loud growl I feel dad’s cock expand in my mouth and thick, ropes of cum coat my throat. I swallow as much of my father’s seed as I can before taking it out of my mouth and feeling the remaining squirts drench my face as I keep stroking his cock. He moans loudly and a last shot oozes out from his head, following the underside of the shaft. I take my dads now slightly more soft member and lick it clean, swallowing the whole thing one last time and getting every last drop of sperm left.

I look up into my father’s eyes and he lustily looks back. ”Clean dads tool son, eat the sperm that made you. We will have a lot of fun with each other from now on”. I couldn’t be happier.