My Papi

I’m an 18 year-old, Dominican-American going to college. I live in Washington Heights with my grandmother. My parents had me when they were 16 and didn’t get married. My mom ended up going back to the Dominican Republic. My dad got married later on and has three kids. He works for UPS doing delivery. His mother raised me. We weren’t too close because he’s busy with his family and working. I see him sometimes mostly when he stops by to give his mother some money to help her out and because she takes care of me.

I’m gay. I never did anything about it because it would hurt my grandmother who goes to church a lot. I watch porn and think about that stuff and guys that I like from school. I’m 5’ 8”, kind of skinny, dark curly hair.

One afternoon I was home alone studying because my grandmother was babysitting one of her daughter’s kids. The doorbell rang. “It’s me.” It was my father. I let him in. “Hey!” He put an envelope on the kitchen table like he’s done before. I told him his mother was away.

“How’s it going?” “Okay.” “Wow! You’re all grown up and going to college! Going with a girl yet?” “No.”

I been asked that a lot and I’ll say I’m busy or make something up and then we all go onto something else. This time my father was different about it. “That’s okay. Some men are different from others. I think you’re different and it’s okay. I still love you.”

It was like he knew, and he was being nice. “I’m gay” I said. It was hard but felt good to say it. “I haven’t done anything. I don’t want grandmother to get upset.” “You’re right. For now, keep it quiet around her. I know about the gays. When I was your age I was getting my dick sucked by gay guys for money. I’m a real man but things like that happen.”

My father is 34 muscular because he works out and has a couple of tattoos and a mustache. I always thought he was a sexy man, but I never thought about him like in that way . Now he was telling me that he’s been with guys. It was summer and he was wearing his brown UPS shorts and shirt. He walked up to me and took my hand and put it on the front of his shorts. “You want this?” I didn’t say anything. “It’s okay. You’re my son. I want you to be happy being what you are. One of my cousins is a faggot too. I helped him out. Let’s go to your room.”

We did. He took off his clothes. I was so hot seeing his great body. His dick was cut like mine, was thick, hard and his big balls hanging. He was so much bigger and hairier then me and like from porn. He moved my chair from my desk and sat in it.

“Get on the floor and get between my legs.” I did. “Play with my dick.” I touched it. It felt so warm and alive. “Hold my balls.” I did. I used my hands him on for a while feeling him leaking and my hand sliding up and down it. “That feels so good. Put it in your mouth.” I opened wide and put it in and was stunned to be doing this. The smell of it and the taste of his skin and his wetness that was like seawater. My father then spent time teaching me to suck dick with directions and he patted me on the head. How to use my tongue all over it and his balls.  He was tough but it was like when he taught me to ride a bike and he told me I was doing good.

“Stop. I’m getting close. Go to the bathroom and get some lotion.” I got the lotion my grandmother uses on her hands. “Take your clothes off but leave your underwear on. A real man doesn’t want to see dick. I’m going be your first man and do you right.” He told me to get in my bed near the edge on my hands and knees. He pulled down my underwear so my ass my out. “Anyone else. Strangers. You never let them fuck you unless they’re wrapped. Bare is okay with me.” I felt the cold lotion hitting my ass crack and then one of his big fingers in me. It slide in and then another finger. The fingers went in and out me. I was breathing heavy. It felt so good and I was harder then I ever was. He pushed my chest and arms down so my ass my up. “It’s going to hurt but then you’ll like it.”

His big hands were on both sides of my ass, my hole was slicked up with lotion. Then I felt it. His big dick head starting to stretch against my hole. I yelled. He didn’t say anything, and he didn’t stop. He kept sliding in little by little and starting moving around but he held me down and further in it went. It seemed like forever and then the whole thing was inside me and it felt like a big thing was stretching me deep inside. He waited and waited and then slowly moved it back through me and slowly pushed in me again. I was crying because it hurt.

“You’ll see soon.” Then he starting doing it faster and I could feel his sweat. The more he did it the more I got used to it and it did feel good and I waited for his thrusts. I knew inside this is what I had been waiting for. He kept slamming me and I would feel his balls hitting up against me. I was making sounds but now from being happy. My dick was harder and harder and then I shot so much in my underwear. It was the greatest thing I ever felt. My father kept fucking me. He was groaning and then I could feel him blasting into me. Lots of his thick hot stuff rushing all inside me. He was breathing heavy and pulled his dick out of me and it made a pop sound.

I turned around and saw him all wet with sweat on his muscles and his dick hanging soft and long between those strong legs. He smiled and took his clothes and went to the bathroom and I could hear the shower. He came back dressed in his uniform his hair wet.

“You did good. Now you know how it is to be with a real man. This is just between us. Be good. See you soon.” He left. I was overwhelmed emotionally and physically. This what I wanted but didn’t think it would be this way. I took off my messed up underwear and took a shower. My ass was so sore, and I saw his cum coming out me in the shower and I felt so empty inside and knew that I wanted that again and again.