Lockdown With Daddy

Author’s Note.

Thank you to GayDemon for publishing my story on site. My name is Mr M and I am starting to put out some gay erotica that I’ve been writing. I have some fun work in the pipeline which will be made available through some medium presently.

A little background information on me, I am 24 years old. I live in the UK. I am a male and I am gay. I’m really into gay erotica, including mostly daddy content! I, myself, am lucky to be in a daddy kink relationship (I’m the ‘son’ by the way ;) and we share incredibly hot moments together, some of which will be the inspiration for some scenes in my chapters.

Lockdown with Daddy is partly inspired by my current situation, as daddy and I are in a partial ‘lockdown’ together for fear of contracting the virus which has gripped the world as of late.

I’m not entirely sure how long this series will be and it shouldn’t be considered a blow by blow account of my life at this time, but you are free to think so regardless :)

I would love to hear from all that have read this chapter of mine, whether you enjoyed it or not, please send compliments, constructive criticism, praise or just a message saying you wanked off to it will do fine ;)

Email: [email protected]

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Keep an eye out for upcoming titles written by myself, until then, I look forward to hopefully hearing from you.

Happy wanking!

New Activities

London, a city not so different from any other nowadays. The lockdown, due to a contagious virus, has hit it hard. Shops and restaurants are closed, for some, they may never open their doors again. It’s a gloomy time for everyone, but in the centre of the city, in a tall luxury apartment block lives bank manager Curtis and his eighteen year old son Toby.

Curtis now works from home in his makeshift office, the open plan kitchen - dining room and Toby’s college has closed for the foreseeable and he too conducts his studies at the dining table.

As Curtis sat at the head of the table wrapping up a video conference with his colleagues, wearing a light blue shirt and black tie with nothing but a pair of blue boxer briefs covering the lower half of his body, something that was hidden from view from his workmates, he gazed out onto their decent size balcony. Toby was standing still out there, his forearms resting atop the metal fence. He was wearing a loose fitting white tank top which freely moved in the cool breeze and a pair of red shorts, which framed his bubble butt perfectly. His light brown, styled fade sat still in said breeze due to the hair product he had applied.

‘So I'll check in again on Friday with you all. Keep up the good work.’ said Curtis before closing his laptop shut.

He pulled his chair out and sat back with a sigh. Curtis knew that this lockdown and all it’s restrictions would be difficult on his son. Toby was a fun-loving, free-spirited man who enjoyed the company of his friends and participating in sports, so to be locked away for an undetermined number of weeks or months, was indeed something he was struggling to come to terms with.

Curtis stood up and gave his hefty balls a scratch through the comfortable material and walked over to the glass sliding door which opened up onto the balcony. He pulled the left door to the right and stepped out onto the wooden decking and took a brief moment to notice how eerily quiet the streets were below them.

Curtis playfully slapped Toby’s firm ass and asked how he was.

‘How you holding up?’

‘Hey dad.’ laughed Toby, enjoying the pat on his ass, ‘I’m good, thanks. How was your meeting?’

‘Yeah all good.’ said Curtis as he joined his son by resting his forearms on the fencing as well. ‘Some people are adapting well to working from home, others, well others miss the hustle and bustle of the office’s, the crowds, someone even said the smell if you can believe that.’ Curtis laughed.

‘The smell?’ Toby was also laughing. ‘The smell of the bank.’

‘I know. It’s funny though.’

‘What?’ asked Toby.

‘What you do end up missing. Like I miss my chair in the office, I actually really miss it.’

‘I’m sure you’ll be reunited soon enough dad.’ teased Toby.

‘Dick.’ Curtis ruffled Toby’s hair in a playful manner.

‘Not the hair!’ yelped Toby, quickly bringing his hand to it to comb it over with his fingers.

‘What are you doing your hair for? It’s just you and me. Oh..’ Curtis paused.

‘What?’ Toby turned to his dad who was looking ahead with a grin on his face, ‘What?’

‘You’ve got a girlfriend.’

‘No dad.’

‘Makes sense why you would be keeping yourself all preen and pristine.’ the latter of the statement, Curtis sang teasingly.

‘At least I have hair to style.’ Toby cheekily referencing his dad's balding head.

‘Just you wait, it’s our curse, I’m telling ya.’ Curtis said with a chuckle.

‘But no dad, there’s no girlfriend. I just feel like if I keep up with styling my hair and dressing as usual, lockdown won’t affect me too much.’

‘It’s been twelve days so far, how are you actually coping.’ asked daddy.

Toby sighed and proceeded to take a seat on one of the two chairs that was placed in the corner of the balcony on either side of a small glass table.

‘I don’t know dad. It’s weird right?’

‘Yeah son, really weird.’ Curtis followed suit and sat down in the vacant chair at the side of Toby.

‘I get it, I do.’ Toby turned to his daddy, both elbows on the table, ‘If we stay in, we are aiding in the war against this virus but I just…’ Toby sat back in the chair and released a heavy sigh.

‘Just what Toby?’

‘Nothing dad. I’m just bored today, that’s all.’

‘Well why didn’t you say so.’ Curtis stood up, his big package nearly casting a shadow on Toby’s face. ‘Let me kick your butt in that video game you like.’ suggested Curtis.

‘Yeah?’ asked Toby.

‘Yeah! C’mon.’ With that, Curtis extended a hand to his son and pulled him up from the chair, then he opened the sliding door and walked through it with Toby walking in just after.

‘Ok, you set up the console, I’ll get us a drink.’

Toby smiled as his daddy walked over to the kitchen, his boxer covered butt acting like a magnet to Toby’s gaze.

‘Soft drink, water, fruit juice?’ asked Curtis.

‘Um, a soft drink please, surprise me.’ Toby quickly sat down on the large white leather sofa and with one of the controllers, turned on the console. With a quick glance, he turned his head and stared at his dad’s beefy ass for the last time, when he saw his dad standing up, he just as quickly turned his head back towards the TV and proceeded to set up the game.

‘Here.’ Curtis extended his arm toward his boy, he was holding a can of soft drink and was waiting for Toby to take it.

‘Thanks daddy.’

‘Daddy?’ asked Curtis, ‘You don’t usually call me daddy.’

‘Oh sorry, it just, it just blurted out.’

‘No problem. I kinda like it.’

‘Good to know.’ joked Toby.

‘Ok so what’s happening here?’ asked Curtis.

The video game had loaded up and Toby had navigated to a character selection screen.

‘So just pick someone you like the look of.’

‘Okay. Okay.’ he said as he glanced over every character quickly. ‘Who are you picking?’

‘This guy. He’s a healer.’

The character that Toby had picked popped up on his side of the screen. The male character in question was wearing tight black spandex trousers and a harness in the shape of an X wrapped around his chest, both large nipples were visible as they weren’t covered by the X harness and his impeccable six pack was also on show heavily.

‘Fuck, he’s ripped!’ stated Curtis.

‘Yeah he is.’ laughed Toby nervously, for this character was one of his many, many wank fantasy fucks.

‘Remind me, what we have to do again.’ asked Curtis.

‘So we are in teams of eight and we will either have to defend or attack a point. While utilizing our team's abilities, we will stop them from progressing to the win zone, or push to the win zone. It depends on what side we are on. I’ll tell you more when we are in game.’

‘Ah I’ve got it. Okay, well i think,’ Curtis paused, ‘I’ll pick her.’

Curtis chose a female attack character who was scantily clad in a crop top, which highlighted her breasts, and short camo shorts. She popped up on Curtis’ side of the screen, showcasing the large assault rifle she would engage in battle with. ‘Fuck, no wonder you play this game all night. Look at her tits.’

‘I know right. Fucking huge.’ Toby secretly had zero interest in women, he was gay and had known so for a long time. What he couldn’t understand is why he was enduring this intense crush on his dad as of late.

‘It’s hot in here, glad you left the balcony door open.’ said Curtis as he wiped his brow with his hand.

‘Yeah just to get some air in here.’

‘Why? Is the apartment beginning to smell like cock and balls or something?’ laughed Curtis.

‘Not yet.’ laughed Toby. He loved it when his dad spoke so dirty. ‘It’s loading us into a match, get ready for the fight of your life. Stick beside me and I’ll heal you when you're about to die, just watch my back.’ instructed Toby, his eyes glued to the loading screen, eagerly awaiting for the match to begin.

Toby didn’t even notice that his dad had removed his tie and was unbuttoning his expensive shirt.

‘So there’s a new character that was added this week, he may pose a problem if our team doesn’t help deflect his laser beam but if we just..’ Toby felt a lump in his throat and swallowed hard as he looked to his daddy and saw his beefy, hairy ‘dad bod’ casually on display. The evening sun rays hit his stomach, highlighting his thick treasure trail that led down to his junk, hidden from Toby’s eyes by the thin blue boxers.

‘If we what?’ asked Curtis, ‘oh, you don’t mind if I sit here in my underwear do you? It’s roasting in here.’ asked Curtis, it was a rhetorical question, he could wear whatever he wanted or not wear anything at all, but he asked to see if Toby was uncomfortable with it.

‘God no daddy.’ He actually enjoyed being this close to his dad when he was basically naked. The game had started, Toby and Curtis were on an attack team, they had to reach a point and capture it, upon doing so, a second point would unlock and if they captured that, they had won. ‘It is pretty hot actually.’

‘Take your tank off son.’ said Curtis as he pulled at the loose top.

‘Yeah?’

‘Yeah! Go for it.’

Toby removed his tank from his lean frame and tossed it behind him. Curtis gave his son's chest a pat after he had done so.

‘There ya go. Doesn’t that feel better?’ asked Curtis.

‘Yeah daddy. Ok get on this point with me. Back me up, back me up, the enemy team are ganging up on me!’ said Toby, he was sitting forward on the sofa with his hands firmly wrapped around the controller.

‘I’m right behind you. I think we got ‘em all.’ said Curtis proudly.

‘No there’s an invisible enemy still here, I lost him.’

Curtis’ character followed Toby’s around the perimeter of the point, listening for signs of the invisible character while the other members of their team rallied to join them on the point.

‘Don’t see her.’ said Curtis.

‘It’s a guy.’ laughed Toby.

‘Don’t see him.’ Curtis corrected himself with a short smile, which Toby saw.

‘Ok well if we stay on the point we can capture it and progress. I’ve no idea where the enemy team is.’ stated Toby.

‘Cool! Let’s win!.’

As the capture meter was nearing completion, Toby saw the enemy team appear over a bridge that overlooked the point.

‘Oh fuck.’ swore Toby.

‘What?’

‘On the bridge. We’re dead.’

The enemy team unleashed four character ultimates in quick succession, killing Toby’s team in the process. Before they could even respawn a word in a thick, red font appeared on the screen. Defeat.

‘So that’s a defeat?’ jokingly asked Curtis.

‘Yep.’ said a deflated Toby as he sunk back into the sofa.

‘Aw cheer up little man.’ Curtis grabbed Toby’s face playfully and squeezed it. ‘How about, before we play another game, I get tea started and we have a drink. A proper drink this time. Have a boys night.’ Curtis stood up and obliviously put his large packet in Toby’s view.

‘Yeah dad, that sounds great.’ he said with a genuine smile, hoping his dad didn’t notice the increasing boner that was forming in his shorts.

Curtis walked over to the kitchen to prepare tea for the pair, the layout of their apartment was open plan, so the living room was visible from the kitchen and dining area.

‘Why don’t you have another game without your old man dragging you down.’ Curtis shouted over to Toby.

‘You could never drag me down daddy.’

Curtis looked up from the pizza packaging he was ripping apart and smiled to himself. He felt a warm fuzzy feeling in the pit of his stomach, his son just said an incredibly sweet thing to him, they didn’t have that kind of relationship where they said things like ‘love you’ and they didn’t express how much they admired one another often, not often enough anyway.

Toby hadn’t started a new game, instead he peered behind him to check on his daddy’s progress on making tea, Curtis was currently fiddling with the oven knobs to set the right temperature and time. Toby leant back into the soft leather sofa and figuring he had a good few minutes before his dad came back over to the living room, he began to palm his now fully hard cock.

‘Fuck.’ he said under his breath as he felt his dick through his shorts.

Toby slipped his hand under the waistband of his shorts and underwear, and gripped his six inch cock, his fingers gently grazing his smooth balls as he did so. The eighteen year old twink then slowly pumped his cock, trying to not to garner his dad’s attention.

‘Hmm’, he moaned.

His hand pulling his foreskin back under his shorts and then up again, still pumping slowly but faster than before. He was so horned up from his dad sitting beside him in nothing more than his boxers. Toby was picturing himself pulling his dad's boxers down, letting the big cock and hairy balls spring free from the cotton confines. He wondered how big it was, how thick it was, how it tasted and felt. Toby was getting close, all these dirty images zooming around his head, he didn’t want to come, because how would he explain what would be a large wet patch on his shorts? Yet he couldn’t take his hand away from his throbbing cock.

‘Beer?’ shouted Curtis.

Toby shot up from his slouched position on the sofa and quickly, but discreetly, removed his hand from his shorts and hoped that his cock would start to soften.

‘Uh, are there any cans of cider left?’ he asked his dad.

‘Let me see, let me see.’ said Curtis as he opened the fridge and had a look. ‘Yeah, we’ve got cider.’

‘Mixed fruits?’ asked Toby. Mixed fruit cider was his favourite.

‘Yeah, that’s the only kind left.’

Curtis picked the can of cider up and closed the fridge door. He walked over to Toby, still in his tight blue boxer shorts and handed it over to his son.

‘Thanks dad.’

‘No problem.’ Before Curtis walked back to check on the pizza, which he had put in the oven, he noticed that Toby had a sheen over his face, ‘You ok?’

‘Huh?’ Toby asked with a hint of panic.

‘Your sweating. Can’t believe it’s a scorcher of a day and we are stuck inside the apartment, balcony excluded.’ he joked.

‘Yeah , it sucks.’ Toby sighed, relieved his little wanking session had gone unnoticed.

‘You do look really hot though, here.’ Curtis took the cold can of cider from Toby’s hand and brought it towards his son's forehead. Once they connected with each other, Curtis rolled the cool can across Toby’s glistening temple.

Toby couldn’t do anything but groan as he enjoyed the sensation of the cold aluminium cooling his forehead down, that and the attention his dad was giving him. He didn’t want it to end, and nearly brought his hand down to his cock again to wank it, thankfully he didn’t.

The oven alarm went off, signaling the pizza was ready and Curtis slipped the can of cider down Toby’s face and put it back in his hand.

‘Was that good?’ laughed Curtis.

‘Yeah it was really nice, thanks dad.’

Curtis smiled at his boy and walked over to the oven to dish up their meal.

A few hours passed, the pizza had all been eaten and between them they had drunk eighteen cans of cider and beer and they enjoyed a lot more matches of the team shooter as well.

‘Fuck, I can’t stop staring at her tits son.’ Curtis was pretty wasted and admiring the big breasts of the female character he had been playing as. ‘I love massive tits. Fuckin’ love ‘em.’

Toby was drunk as well, but not nearly as drunk as his daddy.

‘Yeah?’ asked an inquisitive Toby, he wanted to hear his dad talk dirty some more.

‘Yeah, when you’ve got a bitch with massive tits and she’s…’ he hiccuped, ‘and she’s smushing them in your face and you're desperately licking at them, biting at them, grabbing at them like a wild animal. Fuck, there’s nothing better. You like tits boy?’ Curtis turned towards his son, he was still enjoying the freedom of wearing his underwear and by this time, Toby as well had slipped out of his shorts and was chilling in a pair of tight black briefs.

‘Sure.’ was all he could say to his dad’s question.

‘Sure? Sure?’ Curtis looked almost agitated, ‘You either like them or you don’t. Oh, are you an ass man instead?’

‘I like it all daddy.’

‘You’ve had sex son? Haven’t you?’ Curtis’ face was scrunched up, this time he looked more concerned than anything.

‘Yes dad, I’m not a virgin.’ Of course, Toby knew that his dad would assume that he had fucked some chick at college or something, but what Toby meant was that he had lost his virginity to a group of drunk guys at a party two years ago.

‘That’s my boy!’ Curtis brought his hand to Toby’s hair and ruffled it, he then took a big swig from his can of beer, finishing it. ‘So, c’mon now, tell daddy. Are you a breast, ass or a pussy man.’ he said with a cheeky grin across his face.

‘I guess, if i had to choose.’

‘Yes.’ Curtis interrupted as he opened another can of beer.

‘I’d say I am a pussy man.’

‘A pussy man. Nice.’

Toby could see his daddy was drifting to sleep, his big meaty thighs were apart and his boxers looked to be weighed down from heavy balls and a big cock.

‘Daddy?’ said Toby in a hushed voice.

When he got no response, he slid over towards his dad. His naked chest was touching his dad's shoulder. He had the best view of his daddy’s hairy chest, there was a thich patch around his pecs but Toby could still see the nipples amongst the brown hair. How he wished to just lick them then and there.

His gaze shifted towards his dad's crotch. It looked as if it was expanding, getting hard. Toby wondered what his dad might be thinking of, big tits probably.

With a quick back and forth glance to make sure his dad was still asleep, Toby made the bold move of moving his hand towards his dad's seemingly stiffening cock. His breath was shallow, he felt like he wasn’t breathing at all. His open hand inching closer and closer to his father's fat cock and balls, he hadn’t thought as far as to what he would do when his hand actually groped his dad’s nether regions, but even if he could just hold them, even for a brief moment, he would be happy, the act would surely be enough wank bank material to last him months!

Toby was so close that he could almost feel the heat coming from it, he quickly looked back at his daddy once more before he would touch the cock. Curtis was asleep, muttering something incoherently. With his eyes wide and his hand open, he was about to grab his dad’s man region when Curtis shot up, Toby reactively turned the hand that would’ve grabbed daddy’s dick and instead grabbed a beer can from the coffee table.

‘This was about to fall on the floor.’ said Toby, hoping that his dad would buy it.

‘Oh thanks son.’ Curtis said as he sat back on the sofa and placed a hand over his man region. ‘What were we talking about?’

Toby watched as his dad’s fingers lightly dug into his crotch, whether he was playing with his cock or scratching his meaty eggs, Toby couldn’t tell, but he did enjoy the sight and decided to mess with his dad while his hand rested over his baby maker.

‘Um you were saying how you missed sex.’

‘I was?’ asked Curtis as he raised a hand to scratch the back of his head.

‘Yeah, before you fell asleep you said that you would kill to be balls deep in some bitch’s pussy.’

‘Oh god, sorry son. I must’ve been horny when I was drunk.’

‘Well there’s two things wrong with that statement.’ said Toby as he brought his knees up on the sofa so he was resting on them, the heels of his feet touching his ass.

‘Tell me boy.’

‘One, you’re still drunk.’

‘You could be correct.’ Curtis’ head felt like it was spinning.

‘Two, I think you’re still horny daddy.’

‘I mean, probably.’ he laughed, his head resting backwards.

‘I think you are.’

‘Well it’s been what? Nearly two weeks in lockdown, I haven’t had any fun except with this.’ Curtis lifted up his right hand and waved it at Toby, causing both men to laugh. ‘Yeah, this hand is getting me through this.’ he placed his hand back down onto his crotch.

Toby bit his bottom lip, he wanted to progress this, he wanted to see if he could actually get his horny dad up for a blowjob from his son.

‘What is it you like women to do to you?’ asked Toby, his voice hushed, he was super horny.

‘Are you sure you want to partake in this conversation? I’m about to get graphic.’ laughed Curtis.

‘Hell yeah daddy. Tell me everything and I’ll tell you as well.’

‘Cool, a little male bonding! So, a woman has to like giving me blowjobs. Has too.’

‘Yeah? A bit of a dealbreaker is it?’ asked Toby.

‘Oh yeah. Also, they have to play with my balls. That gets me really excited.’

‘Same here dad. When my balls are rolled in someone’s hand or when they get sucked and licked. Fuck.’

‘You like that too?’ asked Curtis with a smile. He was enjoying this special bonding with his son.

‘Yeah dad! It’s great!.’ Toby was also smiling, he enjoyed it more than Curtis, due to the fact that he was getting hard in his tight briefs while his dad spoke dirty to him again. ‘Do you like fucking, I mean obviously you do.’

‘Holy shit yes. I pound hard. Fucking tear that pussy up with my fuckin’ big dick.’ Curtis slapped Toby’s thigh.

It was almost too much information for Toby to handle, his dad fucked hard and had a massive cock!

‘You’ve got a big one?’ asked Toby, he knew the answer already, having watched it twitch while his dad was asleep.

‘I mean, yeah. Can’t you tell?’ Curtis groped his own package through his boxers, the thick cock was outlined and was made available to see.

‘Fuck daddy! It’s huge!’ Toby was practically watering at the mouth.

‘Are you big boy?’ asked Curtis as he looked down to Toby’s crotch which was more prominent due to the way he was sitting.

‘Er not as big as you dad!’ he answered.

‘It looks big to me. You know it’s big if a slut chokes on it.’ Curtis was palming his own cock in front of his son, this is exactly what Toby wanted, for his dad’s inhibitions to be lowered.

‘Yeah?’ Toby’s eyes were locked on his dad’s movements.

‘Yeah, get ‘em slobbering all over your cock and balls. That shit’s the best.’

Toby cracked open a can of beer and handed it to his dad, who took a large gulp, he also opened one for himself and sipped it lightly.

‘So, if there was a woman with big tits and a big ass bent over on the floor in front of you right now, what would you do?’ asked Toby as he rearranged his seating position, now sitting much like his dad, ass firmly on the sofa with his legs wide apart.

‘Right now?’ laughed Curtis.

‘Yeah, right this fucking second daddy.’

‘And she got a big butt?’

‘Oh yeah.’

‘That’s easy then, I’d give her a rim job she’d never forget.’

Toby was metaphorically hit with a ton of bricks, did his dad just admit to rimming his conquests? Does his dad partake in a sexual activity that Toby, himself absolutely requests men to do to him, that is if they don’t take the initiative.

‘You,’ Toby cleared his thought, ‘You like to rim?’

‘Fuck yes. Have you never tried it?’

Oh Toby had tried it, just not how his dad would imagine. Instead of Toby diving into a set of ass cheeks and licking out the hole, someone was doing that to him.

‘No I haven’t daddy.’ he lied.

‘Fuck, you should after this, I’m tellin’ ya.’

Toby noticed that his dad was playing with himself properly now, Curtis was cupping his balls and pulling at his dick.

‘You hard?’ asked Toby. It took so much strength for him to conjure up those two words.

‘Fuck yeah son, sorry. It’s all this talk about tits, pussy and ass. Got me stiff as fuck.’ Curtis slurred.

‘Same here.’ Toby chuckled.

‘Yeah?’ laughed Curtis. ‘We should probably stop talking about sex.’

‘Why?’ blurted out Toby, ‘I don’t mind if you're hard, we’re men dad. I’ve seen guys with stiffy’s at the gym.’

Curtis just smiled and continued to rub his crotch.

‘Why don’t we put on a porn or something?’

‘You’d be into that? I’m fucking horny as fuck son.’

‘I know daddy, that’s why we should. You're stuck here, no pussy in sight. I’m horny as well, so let’s just wank one out. I don’t think it’s weird, do you?’

‘No, but I don’t know if it’s because I’m drunk.’ laughed Curtis.

‘No dad, It’s fine. I’ve done this with guys at college.’ he reassured.

‘Well stick something on.’ Curtis yelled out with a smile and to Toby’s surprise, and unbridled joy, Curits pulled the band of his blue boxers below his balls, his big eight inch cock springing into the air.

‘Fuck it is big!’ Toby exclaimed.

‘Yeah, well I haven’t had any complaints yet.’ chucked Curtis.

Toby was stuck between a rock and a hard place, in the best possible sense. He wanted to watch every second that his dad’s cock was out but he had to put on a porn that his daddy would enjoy and climax too.

‘Um, big tits, big tits.’ Toby muttered to himself as he searched for porn on his games console internet browser.

Curtis laughed quietly to himself, he never thought he would ever show his son his massive cock, let alone wank with him!

‘Ok, she looks hot yeah?’ Toby could care less which porn flick was on, it wasn’t like he was going to be watching that anyway, he was solely going to watch his dad wank his thick veiny cock and rub his large, hairy man eggs.

‘Yeah, looks fine to me son. Press play.’

Toby didn’t need to be told twice, he pressed play, put the controller on the armrest of the sofa and followed in his dad’s footsteps by hooking his thumbs under the waistband of his underwear and pulling them off altogether. His seven inch cock standing to attention above his smooth balls.

‘I knew you had a nice piece son!’

‘Thanks dad!’ Toby was chuffed.

‘Yeah big dicks and balding in your thirties, it’s in our genes.’ he laughed.

The porn flick jumped straight into the action, some blonde chick with pretty big breasts was in the midst of a gangbang. She was trying to suck two cocks at the same time as they fought for space in her mouth while she was being fucked in her smooth pussy and ass. Judging by the cum on her face, this was a part two of however many.

‘Fucking slut.’ Curtis growled as he pumped his dick at a fast rate, the other hand roughly tugging his already contracting balls.

‘Yeah, a slut.’ whispered Toby as he watched his dad with a slightly turned head.

Curtis had moved the hand from cupping his balls to his nipples and was flicking it hard. Toby watched as every one of his dad’s fast strokes on his cock made his balls jump in sync with each upward pump.

The woman in the video was screaming all sorts of obscenities, namely along the lines of, ‘Fuck me harder!’, ‘Cum in me!, and Curtis’ favourite line, ‘I’m your slut, I’m your slut!’

Toby was wanking alongside his dad, something he never thought would happen, he would be thanking the stars later for letting it. He was getting close, copying the actions of his dad, without him noticing, was driving him over the edge. He could feel he was close to shooting his load, so relaxed his wanking pace

‘I don’t think I’m gonna last much longer son.’ Curtis was wanking hard and fast, his face was screwed up as he watched the whore get fucked by a group of well endowed men.

‘You are?’ Toby ungripped his cock and was eagerly awaiting his dad’s cumshot.

‘Oh fuck, son I’m gonna cum. I’m fucking gonna cum. Fuck. Fuck.’ Curtis yelled out.

Toby realised he had seconds left before his dad blew his baby batter all over the hairy chest and stomach, so without thinking, Toby dove over the sofa so he was face to face with his dad’s cock.

‘Toby, what are…’

Toby batted his dad’s hand away and as fast as he could placed his mouth over the throbbing member and sucked on it hard.

‘Toby, wait, I’m gonna cum if you, ahh fuck Toby.’

Toby clamped his lips tight around the base of his dad’s cock, taking the entire length without so much as a gag. He didn’t want a single drop of his dad’s cum to be wasted, he had the intention to swallow it all.

‘I’m cumming!’ yelled a sobering Curtis.

For Toby it was like a nuke went off in his mouth as his daddy’s cock exploded, sending rope after thick rope of cum down his throat, coating the sides as it slid further into Toby’s body. The eighteen year old twink was moaning loudly as he tasted the salty treat from his dad’s meaty teat, not letting the grip of his mouth loosen until his dad’s balls had stopped contracting. When they had, Toby slowly removed the still hard cock from his mouth, swallowed the last of the cum that was sitting in his mouth and then licked the remainder of cum off his daddy’s dick.

Toby started at the twitching member for what felt like years but in reality was a couple seconds, he rubbed the fleshy pole over his lips, down around his chin and then up to his cheek and finishing off by dragging the sensitive cock head across his forehead, causing post-cum to rub into Toby’s face.

He sat back and wiped the edges of his mouth with a single finger, then proceeded to suck it, another attempt to savour as much cum as he could. Curtis was almost hyperventilating, he couldn’t comprehend what had just transpired. His son had not just sucked him off, but swallowed every last drop of the creamy cum.

‘Erm, that got outta hand son.’ said a worried Curtis.

‘Dad?’

‘I didn’t mean to, I, um, I don’t know…’

‘Dad, relax.’ Toby cut him off and placed a hand on his dad’s naked, sweaty thigh. ‘You came. No big deal.’

‘You sucked me off son. That kinda is a big deal.’ scoffed Curtis.

‘You enjoyed it though.’ smiled Toby.

‘Was this your plan or something?’ Curtis stood up and pulled up his underwear, his empty balls and raw cock slipping back into the pouch of his boxers.

‘What? No!’ he lied.

‘The porn? The dirty talk? Fuck, I shouldn’t have drunk so much. This wouldn’t have happened otherwise. Fuck!’

‘Daddy, It’s fine!’ Toby stood up, opting to not make any attempt to put his underwear back on. ‘Guys do this sometimes, this happened with the guys I mentioned before. When their girlfriends were away studying or some shit, we only had each other.’ He grabbed his dad’s arm, which Curtis shrugged off.

‘I think I need to go to bed.’ Curtis walked out of the living space and was heading to the hallway in between the living room and kitchen / dining area.

‘Dad, c’mon wait up.’ Toby followed his dad around the sofa.

‘No! Stay here, go play your games or something.’ Curtis said without making eye contact with his son.

‘Dad.’ said a deflated Toby.

As Curtis left the hallway and went into his room, Toby headed back to the sofa and sat down in a slump. Was his dad mad? For sure. Would he get over it? Toby sure as hell hoped so, otherwise it would be a long ass lockdown.

Before booting up another game, Toby grabbed his briefs from the floor and lay them beside him. He grabbed his stiff cock and wanked to the images, the sounds, the smell and the taste of his dad's cock blowing its load down his throat. It didn’t take long for him to cum and he wiped it up with his briefs before grabbing them once more, shutting down the television and games console, and heading to bed also. It truly was a night that neither would forget.