My grumpy dad fucked me rough

David decides to prank his bald dad with some handcuffs and ends up being fucked in his pink hole.

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My father was irritable, more than usual. After all, being the CEO of a multinational company is a big responsibility. His blonde girlfriend with big breasts had left him for a younger guy, and that left him in a midlife crisis. It was not rare that at one o'clock in the morning he was lifting weights.

I never saw my parents together, and that doesn't bother me in the least. My mother was a bimbo who gave me up for a check and full custody in favor of my father, the bachelor playboy CEO who had a gay son. The irony of it all!

Yes, I'm gay, and I think my father knows. At least I don't try to hide it.

Speaking of my father, he is a tall, burly man with a perfectly trimmed beard and a head that is completely shaved every day in the shower with a razor.

Do you know Jason Statham? My father looks like him, a lot!

One night I got up to drink some water and found his bedroom door ajar and a dim light on. It must have been two in the morning. I couldn't resist my curiosity and peeked in. What I saw was my father, shirtless and sweaty (it was a hellish night), masturbating furiously. On his laptop screen was a girl in handcuffs getting fucked hard in the ass and getting spanked hard on her buttocks.

My dad penis was huge and glistened in the light of the porn on the computer as he grunted and muttered things under his breath. He couldn't hold back for long and came on his hairy, sweaty abs.

I ran to my room, stuck my vibrator in my ass, and masturbated until I came like a little slut in heat. I confess that I even cried with pleasure when I reached orgasm.

The scene of my father masturbating wouldn't leave my head. When I got home from college classes, I decided to search his personal laptop and check his web history. My father liked hardcore porn. Mainly women tied up or handcuffed being fucked hard from behind. I know it's wrong, but I could only imagine my father handcuffing me and fucking my ass rough. Maybe it's genetic, but my fantasies also revolve around rough and hardcore sex. I like to be fucked hard, especially by older men. I've been fucked by a few university professors and I love being stretched wide open by older guys.

What my dad didn't know was that I had a pair of handcuffs in my room, the kind with pink fur around them, very provocative.

So I came up with a plan and waited for my dad to come home from the office that night to put it into action.

Wearing a jockstrap and with my ass all oiled and lubricated inside, I put the handcuffs on myself and got on all fours on my bed.

I waited and waited until I heard the key in the door and shouted:

"Dad, help me please. DAD!"

"What the hell is this? What's wrong with you?" His voice was hoarse and thick. He ran to my room toward the sound of my voice.

"Help me, Dad, I had a date that went wrong. The guy left me like this, and I don't know where the key to the handcuffs is."

I knew perfectly well that from where my father was standing, he could see my hairless, pink, wet asshole twitching. My position was totally vulnerable.

"Date? Are you bringing men here to my house? You've seen the danger, David? Do I have a son or a whore?"

"I'm sorry, Dad, I was in the mood and I thought you'd be home later today..."

"Fuck!"

My father approached from behind and grabbed my handcuffed wrists.

"This shit is tight, the guy really locked you up." And he laughed ironically.

"Look for the key, it must be somewhere on the floor or in the bed sheets." I asked with a fake voice of panic.

But my father did nothing of the sort. Instead, he gave me a hard slap on the buttocks that made me scream loudly.

"This is what you deserve for bringing men into the house." And he slapped me again with his open hand. I felt the delicious sting on my bare skin.

"Dad, that hurts!" I complained, pretending.

"Not so loud. If you wanted a man, you should have asked me and I would have given you what you needed. I don't want strange men in my house. I'm the boss here!"

"I'm sorry, Dad..."

I began to feel his thick manly fingers entering my lubricated hole. I moaned loudly to show him I wanted it.

"Now you're going to be punished."

I heard his belt buckle open and the sound of his suit pants zipper. Yes, he was taking the bait. Fuck yeah.

His thick cock entered me as if my hole were made of melted butter.

"It feels like a pussy, fuck! Fuck!!!"

I could feel his belt buckle hitting my buttocks. I moaned loudly as I was filled by my own father's big, thick cock.

"Keep it down, I don't want the neighbors to hear this shameful whoring. Bite the pillow and take it like a man."

My father grabbed my handcuffed wrists and began to pound my hole hard and fast.

"Fuck, what a delicious wet hole."

He pulled my hair and took his entire penis out of my ass and put it back in. I could feel my hole getting really wide. I moaned into the pillow and bit down. It was hard to take that huge penis, but I was doing my best, and something told me he wouldn't last much longer. He almost twisted my handcuffed arms to hold on to me while he fucked me hard.

I felt like I was on cloud nine being fucked hard and rough by my own father. He was still dressed in his work suit, fucking me from behind. Me, his son, handcuffed at his disposal.

"I'm going to breed your pussy, you little fag. Hold on, it's almost over."

With a loud grunt, he stopped with his cock buried deep inside my wet ass, and I felt his big member pulsing cum inside me. It lasted longer. I was probably full of hot cum inside.

"Look, the key was under the pillow after all..." I revealed.

He unlocked my handcuffs and said to me:

"Don't let this happen again, David. I'm going to the gym. Go take a hot shower, your ass is all torn up."

He left my room in a bad mood and slammed the door.


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