Daddy Catches Me With My Face Buried In His Dirty Underwear

by Troy Rogers

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I got home early from school.  I’m still a teenager, but I can remember having fantasies about my dad for a long time.  Sometimes I liked to jack off in their bedroom while sniffing a pair of Dad’s underwear or his jock from when he was playing baseball.  Since I had some valuable alone time, I stripped down to my boxers and I went into my parents room and started going through their laundry basket.

I would hold up each piece of underwear and inhale deeply.  I was looking for one that had the strongest scent from his junk.  My dick was hard and poking through my underwear.  I found a red pair of boxer briefs that were a bit damp.  I held them up to my nose, and smelled his man stench as I slowly stroked my cock.  Yep, these were the ones!  And then a sound made me jump.

“You, uh, having fun there, son?” Dad said after he had shut the bedroom door.

“I . . . I was seeing if Mom had mixed up our laundry. I can’t seem to find one of my shirts.”

“And that’s why you’re holding one of my underwear up to your nose while you jack off?”

I dropped the offending clothing. “Oh, no. I was. . . “

I felt his strong hands on my shoulders pushing me down.  “Get on your knees.  If you want to smell my crotch, you might as well get the real thing.”

“Dad, I. . . “

He shoved me hard while squeezing my shoulders, and so I dropped to my knees.  I watched as he undid his belt and then his jeans.  He shoved his pants and underwear down so that I was staring at his dark brown bush and his big, hard cock.  He grabbed my head and pulled it to his groin.  “Smell it now, son.”  I put my hands on his muscular thighs and tried to push away as he rubbed my face into his balls.  His dick left a trail of slime on my face as he wiped it across my cheek.  “That what you wanted?”

“No, Dad! I was just . . . “

“Put it in your mouth.”  

I stared up at him in disbelief.  He grabbed me by the hair, and I opened my mouth.  He slid his thick meat in and started moving it back and forth.  I couldn’t believe I was tasting his fucking cock!  I closed my lips and began sucking.  

“There you go. Suck my cock, boy!”  I gripped the back of his legs and started savoring the feeling of his rod filling my mouth.  I was eager for more, and I pushed it into my throat.  I ignored my gagging and sucked on him.  “I figured you were a faggot.”

That stung, and I was going to protest, but he was holding the back of my head as he started sliding his cock in my mouth more aggressively.

“Yeah, eat that fucking cock, Randy.” He grabbed my head more firmly and started fucking my throat.  I struggled to not choke on his fat dick.  After a few moments he pulled back, his dick connected briefly to my lips by a string of my saliva.  “Stand up, boy.”

I shakily got to my feet.  He guided me to the bed and bent me over the mattress.  I felt him yank my boxers down and smack me on the ass.

“Dad! Please don’t! I’m sorry!” His hand pushed me in the upper back so I was pinned to the bed.  I was hoping he wasn’t going to spank me.  I heard him looking for something.  I hoped it wasn’t his belt.

“You’re not fucking sorry. Don’t lie to me.”

“I really am, Dad! I really . . . “ My speech was cut off by the feeling of something pushing into my butt.

“You gonna be a fag, you might as well learn to take dick.”

It stung as his thick tool worked its way into my virgin hole.  I could barely breathe as his cock entered me slowly.  I winced as he stretched my ass open.  My fingers dug into the blankets as he kept moving forward.  When he suddenly sank into me deeply, and I could feel him pressed against me I fought the urge to moan.  “You ever had dick in your ass before?” he asked me.

“No,” I croaked.

“Didn’t think so. You’re fucking tight.”  He started moving his dick inside me slowly.  “Feel good to have a nice fat one in your pussy?”  When I didn’t answer, he smacked me on the ass hard.

“Yes, Dad!” I almost shouted.

“That’s right it does.”  He started going a little faster now.  When he thrust it forward really deep the first time I moaned.  “Fuck yeah, son!” he said.  He grabbed my shoulders and then started ramming his cock into me hard.

“Dad! Oh, gawd! Oh!”

Saying things only seemed to make him go harder.  Part of me wanted to not do that, and the other part of me just wanted him to fuck me like this forever.  I could feel the pressure building in my balls and cock, though.  I knew I was going to blow soon.  I squeezed my ass muscles, and he drove his cock into my super deep.  While it was buried in me, he wiggled it around my moving his hips.  His cock moving inside me like this finished me, and I came.  He chuckled when he could tell I was unloading.  “That’s a true fag,” he said.  Then he went back to pounding my ass.

After several moments, he straightened back up, gripped my hips almost painfully and started rabbit humping me until he came.  His dick was twitching like crazy, and I could feel his creamy jizz warming my insides.

When he pulled out of me finally, I eased myself off the bed.  He pointed to the wet spot on the blanket from my cum.  “Clean it up,” he said.  When I started to walk away to get something, he grabbed me by the neck and shoved me to the bed.  “With your mouth.”  The idea was gross to me, but I knelt down and started licking my spooge.  It actually didn’t taste bad, which was a good thing, because he made me suck on the fabric to get it all clean.

Once it was finished, he let me stand up again.  “Guess what you’re having for dessert tonight?”

I could only guess.  “Dick?”

He smiled.  “Yes, but to be more precise, you’re going to drain my balls with your mouth.”  He told me to leave the room, and I grabbed my boxers and went out still naked.  I felt something dribbling down my leg after a bit.  It turned out to be his cum.  I was going to taste it, but since it had just come from my butt I decided against it.

I took a hot bath to try and relax my aching hole.  If you took out the discomfort from getting fucked, I actually kind of enjoyed it.  It was hot to think of my dad being inside me, pounding my hole like it was pussy.  I didn’t like being called a faggot, though.  At the same time, I was a bit excited for tonight when I’d get to blow him all the way.

After dinner, Mom decided to run an errand.  Dad called me into his den.  When I went in, he wasn’t wearing anything other than a white T-shirt and a pair of sweaty and dirty athletic socks. “Get to work,” he said bluntly.

I knelt down between his legs while he was in his office chair, and I began to suck on his big cock.  His large balls rested against the chair’s black fabric.  After blowing him for a while, he got up and moved to the couch.   He sat down with his legs spread wide apart.  I knelt in front of the couch and returned his thick meat to my mouth.

Soon his hands were on my head forcing it down and pushing his tool deeper into my throat.  I gagged and coughed, but he kept shoving it in.  I had my hands on his big, hairy thighs.  I tried to force myself to relax, but it was hard with the constant choking.  After a while of pushing my head down, he also began to pump his cock upward.  I thought I was going to vomit when he had me gagging so hard a couple of times.

After choking me for several moments, he released my head and let me go at my own pace and rhythm.  But that didn’t lasted long before he was ramming his cock into my throat.  During one round of heavy throat fucking, he said “I can’t wait to get back inside that tight ass!”  I had mixed feelings about that, especially seeing how rough he was getting with just a blowjob.

He kept ramming it into my mouth and throat until I heard him say “Here it comes! You better fucking swallow it all!”  And then I was really choking and coughing as loads of thick, hot jizz hit the back of my throat.  He held my head in place, and I struggled to swallow as he came.  “Just be glad I already came today.  I can make buckets!”

After I had milked him of his load, he released my head.  I gasped for air.  “Make sure my cock is clean. I don’t want to find any cum.”  I checked his dick and balls and found nothing.  I just nodded my head.  “Good job.  Gotta get that throat used to my cock, don’t we?” 

 

“Maybe you could go a little easier? Your dick is kinda big.”

He laughed.  “You just need to get used to it.  Just wait until the next time we fuck when I really pound your ass.”  I moved aside as he got up and got dressed.  He left me kneeling on the floor as he got up and tossed a plastic bottle to me. “Keep that ass lubed up. The next time I fuck you, I don’t want to have to stop to search for lube.” And he left the room.

When Mom returned, we all sat downstairs in the rec room to watch some TV. When she left the room to go get showered, I noticed Dad shove his boxers down and spread his legs. I stared at his dick as it began to swell. “You waiting for a fucking invitation?” he asked, grabbing my neck and shoving my face in his crotch.

“Sorry!” I said and began sucking.

“You see my cock, you either start sucking or give me that ass. Don’t make me have to say something.”

“Yes, sir,” I agreed and quickly returned to his cock.

“You want me to ease up, you need to perform right. Make me work for it, and you’re going to get more than you bargained for.” I nodded my head.

As I blew him, I felt his hand slide into my shorts and underwear. He squeezed my ass cheeks and fingered my hole. After a bit, I figured he wanted to fuck me again, so I decided it would be better for me to offer. I moved into a kneeling position on the couch and shoved my clothing down. “You want to fuck me again, Dad?”

“Good boy,” he replied. “But no. I want to feel you swallow my load again. Hurry up, though. Your mom won’t take forever up there.”

I immediately went back to work on his fat cock. I kept up a fast pace to help him cum more quickly. This time when he shot the load was even smaller so was much easier to handle. After I had milked his cock, he had me pull his boxers back up for him. 

As I moved away, he put his hand on my neck again. “You stay thirsty for Daddy’s juice.”

“I will, Dad!”

I was surprised when the next two days went by with nothing happening. Part of me was relieved, though because it gave me a chance to recover a bit.  I won't lie, my ass and throat were a bit sore, but I would do it over and over again.  I was getting addicted to daddy dick.  If you have ever had daddy dick, then you know exactly what I mean.

The next morning Dad shook me awake. I rubbed my eyes and looked up to find him standing there in the raunchiest jock I ever saw.  It was his jock from when he played baseball in school. I don't this it has ever been washed.  Dad took a few steps back so I could take in the view of the God that created me.  Even standing 5 feet away, I could still smell the jock.  It was intoxicating.  I wanted it.  I needed it.  I craved it.  The smell made me want to devour the cock that not only made me, but made that jock smell as funky as it did.  He slid the jock down his muscular thighs.  Next he wadded up that nasty, yet wondrous jock and shoved it inside my pillow case.  You can keep this here for later.  It will give you something to smell while you sleep at night.  He took a step back. His hard dick glistened with lube on it. Not wanting to anger him, I quickly threw back my sheets and stripped out of my boxers. I lay on my tummy and pushed my butt into the air and buried my face into my pillow.  I was going to be able to inhale the amazing scent of dad's crotch sweat filled jock while he plows my ass.

“You’re learning, Randy,” he said as he climbed onto my bed. As he entered me, I fought to not make any noise. When more of this thick flesh slid inside me, though, I made something that sounded like a strangled moan. “Oh, you can make as much noise as you want now. Your mama got called into work this morning. We have the whole day for me to fuck you.”

I wasn't disappointed, in fact I secretly wanted it.  I wanted  every one of my father's nasty scents, from his feet to his ass to his pits, to find their way to my nose while he inserted every inch of that magnificent cock into me.  I wanted every drop of his cum, the very same cum that created me, to find its way inside my body – through my mouth or ass, I didn't care.

“This first one is going to be long and slow. I want you to fall in love with my cock so you’re hungry for it.” He began slowly moving it back and forth even though he wasn’t all the way in yet.  “When you come looking for it on your own, then I’ll be a truly happy man.”

It still hurt, but having him go slowly really helped me be able to enjoy it more. After several minutes, I was able to release my bite on the pillow. Eventually I could tell he had his dick buried all the way. He was pressed against me, and I moaned as it slid home. This time I didn’t try to hide it.

“You loving that cock, boy?”

“Yes, Daddy,” I breathed. My ass still stung, but fuck it felt good, too. He slid forward a bit more as he tried to go even deeper.

“That’s my boy,” he said. His tone was gentler now. He began kissing my face. My mouth was already open from the pleasure I was experiencing as his dick slowly moved inside me. I felt his mouth cover mine and his tongue enter me. I felt feverish as I kissed him back.

All the kissing made me want him more, and I pushed my ass up into the air more. “Fuck yeah,” he sighed before kissing me more passionately. He started fucking me a little faster now. “Don’t get too used to this, Randy. I ain’t always going to go this easy.”

“I know, Dad.”

True to his word, he fucked me for a long time. Sometimes he just lay there making small movements and other times he was actively humping my ass. “I don’t know what it is about you, but you make me so fucking hot,” he said at one point.

A bit after that he pulled out of me. He had me turn over, and he lifted up my legs and moved them so that my ass was lifted up high. He fed his cock back into me, and I stared at his thick flesh disappearing in my hole. He leaned down, began tongue kissing me again, and he started pounding my hole.

“Daddy!” I called out as I felt my climax growing. He increased his speed, and I was moaning loudly as the pressure steadily increased in my groin. I called out again as my jizz sprayed out.

“Fuck, I want you bad!” he growled as he started pounding me harder.

“Yes, Daddy! Oh gawd! Fuck me!” I said in earnest and total honesty. Waves of pleasure shot through my body, and I wanted more of it. “Pound my ass! Give me your cock, Daddy! I want it!”

“FUCK!” he shouted as he picked up speed. I dug into his back with my heels as he rammed into me, and I smiled as he froze and his face contorted as he came.

When he finished cumming, he collapsed next to me. I turned toward him and kissed him. Our tongues intertwined slowly as we both came down from our orgasm high. “I will go to bed naked every night for you, Dad.”

His fingers glided over my face gently as he smiled. “Good boy.  You know how to suck, and you know how to fuck.  Tomorrow I will teach you how to eat your daddy's ass.” We made out for several minutes before falling asleep in each other’s arms.

by Troy Rogers

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