Swapping Dicks with My Dad

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School was already hard enough. 

It didn’t help that I couldn’t get a boyfriend. 

I almost had one, about a month ago, after pursuing this guy I had soccer practice with. We finally got to the part where one of us was probably supposed to kiss the other one, but when he put his hand on my crotch, he must have been disappointed. He pulled back, and I never got to kiss him. 

Sadly he's not the first to be disappointed by my cock. 

It is small, about three inches when hard, and very skinny. I’m half Irish, and half Italian, so my little dick is both extremely pale and hairy, making it disappear into the pubes if I let them grow out. That’s why I shave it bare. 

The worst part is, I’ve never felt I was a bottom. I am feminine looking I guess in some ways, with a lack of both facial and body hair, and a softer voice, so guys usually assume that's what I’m looking for. Unfortunately, I never have much to offer them to counter that idea. 

Outside school, I am active in swimming at the YMCA with my dad and older sister. Every Sunday, we go to the Y for swimming lessons. After, I get the constant reminder of my misfortune with genetics. 

My dad, who is Italian, is the definition of a DILF. Hot swimmer’s body, but he doesn’t shave since he doesn’t compete. We often shower at the Y since we only have one shower at home, so I get to see him in all his glory. 

Every week, I see him pull down his shorts in the shared shower, and reveal his mighty manhood. Unlike me, he is uncut. Also unlike me, he has no problem letting his black and gray pubes grow out, largely because even his soft dick is huge. Soft, he’s probably around 6 inches. As a man with an olive complexion, your eyes immediately draw to his cock because it is at least three shades darker than him, and his big balls that sag a little with his 60 years behind him are even darker than that. Him being more than three times my age made me wonder what my balls would look like at that age. Probably not much, since they were basically marble sized now.

To say I had a crush on his dick was an understatement. I never had a thing for my dad himself, but his cock was just too amazing. It looked like it came right out of a porno, and although I had never seen it hard, it didn’t stop me from imagining. 

Dad had never seen my dick though, not since I was in diapers. Even at the Y, I would always shower with my suit on. He never pressured me either, but would always tell me that I would get cleaner if I just took it off. A very ‘dad’ response to his gay son being shy. He never cared about that either, which was certainly nice.

***

One night, I was sitting alone in my room, sitting on apps trying to find a guy to fuck. No takers, pretty much like always.

As I looked out the window, I saw something beautiful. A shooting star, bigger than I’d ever seen before, streaked past the entire night sky. I felt a weird warm sensation inside me, compelling me to do what you’re supposed to do with a shooting star; make a wish. 

I thought about my father’s dick, and how I wished mine looked like his. 

“I wish I had a dick just like my father’s,” I said out loud, yet quietly so as to not wake my family. 

Instantly, I started to feel sleepy. I quickly wrapped myself up in my blankets and passed out. Luckily, I thought to myself, it was Friday, so I didn’t have to worry that I was going to bed so late.

***

The next morning, I woke up pretty hungry. I usually skip breakfast, but after looking at the clock I realized it would be more like lunch at this point. I went to get out of bed when I noticed my morning wood through my PJs. 

I froze. 

Something was weird. It looked like I had a Pringles can straining to get out of my PJs. 

I reached down and tentatively squeezed the mass. Holy fuck that felt amazing. That was all I needed to let it all out. 

What I saw shocked me to the point of almost passing back out. 

There, attached to my small frame, was my father’s cock. I was sure of it. I had never seen him hard, but I recognized the bush, the balls hanging between my legs and touching the bed, and the pinkish head poking out from his, MY, foreskin. It was complete with gray hairs and darker skin and everything. In fact, it looked ridiculously dark on me, who was paper white. This was basically caramel colored. 

Oh, and it was huge. What was 6 inches flaccid was not easily 9 inches hard. I gave it a stroke, and holy shit was it amazing. It was too big for my hand, which didn’t even fully reach around the incredible girth. The head was leaking precum like a faucet, and I used my other hand to grab a little so I would taste it. 

I brought it up to my lips… and it tasted exactly like my precum. I had tasted my own every time I jerked off, but never have I produced so much. 

I was in shock. But, it lasted for all of two minutes before I reached down and started pumping. The foreskin made it so much easier! No lotion necessary. 

I used both hands and kept going up and down the long shaft, pumping until I knew I was going to cum. I let myself spray all over my body. I scooped some up and tasted it, and again it tasted exactly like my own. 

I jerked off a second time before cleaning up. I had to go eat before my family came barging in to see if I was okay. I couldn’t believe my eyes as my new cock, which looked exactly like my dad’s was so big it wouldn’t fit in my pants without looking obscene. I just couldn’t get soft! I decided to put a robe over my clothes, despite it not being cold, just to cover the bulge.  

***

After somehow navigating my family (minus my dad who was in bed with a headache according to my mom), I went back to my room and immediately hopped on the ‘dating’ site I shouldn’t be on. I deleted my profile and made a new one. This time it read, ‘Huge dick teen.’

Within a few minutes, I had a couple replies. Most of the guys were too old for me, but eventually, I found a match. He was only five years older than me in his early twenties and was home from college for the weekend. He had the place to himself. He and I never sent any face pics, but I sent him one of my new cock. He immediately questioned my age and blocked me. 

I looked at my dick and just realized he was right. My dick looked like it belonged to a 60-year-old man, not a teen. I decided to try again with someone else and only send body pics. I pretty much had to promise I wasn’t lying about my size. 

This guy said he was 18, and although he didn’t send any face pics, he did show me his big round ass. He sent me the address, and I realized it was the guy from the soccer team who turned me down. He said his family was out and that I’d have about two hours from then. 

He obviously didn’t know it was me, but I decided right then and there I was going to fuck him.

***

When I first pulled up to his door, I told him I was there on the app. He texted me his name, Ash, and said he would come downstairs and open the door. I didn’t text back my name because I still hadn’t shared who I was. 

The second the door opened, his green eyes squinted at me. 

“Is this some kind of joke?” he asked. 

I decided not to reply. I was still living off the high of my new dick. 

Right then and there, I whipped out my huge hard daddy cock. Right on his front porch. 

His jaw dropped. He grabbed it and pulled me inside, looking around to see if anyone noticed. 

“I, I didn’t realize you were so hung???” He said, clearly confused.

“I was just shy,” I lied, referring to when we went out. 

“Yeah but, how have I never noticed this thing?”

“Compression underwear,” I lied again, making the mental note I would probably have to buy those now. 

I wonder if that's what my dad wears? I’ll have to ask him later.

I followed Ash up to his room, my cock hanging out the whole way up. He was obviously still confused but one look at this dick had him convinced. 

As soon as we got to his bedroom he dropped to his knees. He started fucking his face with my cock immediately. Looking down at his young lips wrapped around what looked like a much older man’s cock was incredibly hot. I knew I was pouring precum into his mouth, almost to the point it felt like I was pissing. 

“Fuck yeah suck my big cock,” I said loudly, as masculine as I could. 

It was something I never thought I’d say. 

He pulled off for a second. 

“Why are your pubes grey?” he questioned. 

Instead of answering I just shoved his face into my package. He was now licking my huge low hangers. I just noticed now how they were hairless, almost like they’d been shaved clean. I guess my dad liked to be nicely manscaped. 

I told Ash to present his ass to me on his bed. Within seconds he was bent over the corner of his twin bed, no longer questioning my pubes but rather waiting to feel them brush against his ass as I go balls deep in him. 

He reached around and handed me a condom. 

Having never put one on before, since I never needed to worry about it before, I took it out of the wrapper and went to work trying to put it on, but instead managed to tear it. Ash wasn’t looking, so I decided to say nothing. As I pulled it over my cock, it completely tore around the head, essentially covering only part of the shaft and leaving the tip entirely exposed. I was still heavily leaking precum, so I lubed up my semi-covered uncut cock with that. 

As I lined up behind him, he reached around to feel my dick. He touched the edge of the condom and must have assumed it was on correctly.

“Fuck me with your huge cock,” he said sounding like he was starving. 

He didn’t have to tell me twice. I lined up my dick and shoved. 

Maybe not the nicest thing to do, but I got myself about halfway in one go. He screamed out but shoved his face into a pillow to muffle it. I took that as my queue to keep going. I pushed once more and actually bottomed out all 9 inches worth of dick. 

As he was screaming more into the pillow, I moaned out, “Yeah, take that daddy dick.”

I knew I wouldn’t last long given that I was both a virgin and insanely horny. I decided to just go all out and fuck as hard as I can. 

I pulled my big dick all the way out and rammed it right back in. He let out another round of screams, but I kept going, pulling out until only the massive head remained, and shoving it back in until my greying bush was pressed up against his ass. 

It felt amazing. His hole was warm and tight, it felt better than any hand ever could. Better than his mouth too, which was also great, but this was something else. This felt like what I always imagined it would, but even better. I could feel my new cock exploring parts of his hole he clearly never expected a man to reach. 

Now he was arching his back and lightly throwing himself back at me. His mouth was wide open, gaping with pain, but when I felt underneath, his cock was hard as a brick. 

“No don’t touch!” He yelled. 

But it was too late. He started to shoot. This easily threw me over the edge, because as he shot his hole kept constricting, tightening, and loosening as he shot rope after rope of cum. 

I blasted my load deep in his ass at that moment. But before I could react, he said, 

“Wait, don't cum in the condom, I want it on my face!”

He quickly pulled off and went to turn around to look at me. I pulled what was left of the condom off. He clearly had no idea he had a man’s load inside him at that moment. 

As soon as he was facing my still-hard daddy cock, I shoved it into his mouth. 

“Clean it up bitch,” I said, sounding gruffer than I ever had. 

His eyes rolled back as I forced my dick into his mouth, punching the back of his throat. I held it there for a second before I started to fuck his face. He was gagging violently on my dick, a dick he didn’t know had just bred him, a dick he didn’t know was just like my dad’s. 

I continued to fuck his face until I knew he was going to get his wish. 

I pulled out and stroked for a second, my hand not covering even a fraction of the huge tool, and blasted into his open mouth, cheeks, and into one of his eyes. 

“Fuck!” we both yelled at the same time. 

He recoiled both because of the cum in his mouth and the pain he felt in his eye. Having cum on my own face before, I knew the pain he was in. But, I honestly didn’t care. I just had sex for the first time, and this guy was hot but a total jerk. Fuck him, I’m going home. 

I pulled my pants back on just as he was getting off the bed. 

“Can I text you?” he asked through his winces of pain. 

“Maybe,” I said and walked out of his room and headed for the door. 

I decided to leave him wanting more.

***

The next morning, Sunday, I struggled all of swim practice at the Y to hide my dick in my shorts. It was very visible, but thankfully the water was very cold. 

Once in the locker room, my dad and I went straight for the showers. I still didn’t want to take off my shorts, but I noticed my dad didn’t either. 

He waited until he got into the semi-private stall at the end of the showers. I decided to casually follow him that way until I was in the one across from him. Why was he acting so weird?

He was now naked and facing toward the back wall, with the other wall on his right and the stall to his left. That's when I saw it, in the reflection of the metal of the stall. 

He had my cock. 

My dad had my tiny little cock sticking out from his groin. He was hanging his head as he washed up, ashamed like I had been.

I realized that the dick I had was not just my dick, changing to look like my father’s. It was really his cock. The cock that made me was now swinging between my legs inside my shorts. 

It instantly got hard at this thought. 

I don’t know what feeling it was that took over me but it can only be described as intense lust. I decided to take off my shorts. I didn’t care since only the person in the stall across could see me, and that person was my dad. 

His former dick stuck straight out. He was still facing away from me, but using both hands I began to jerk off. The sound of wet hands going up and down over the huge dick started to get louder as I started to care less and less. I was staring at my own father who now had my little pathetic dick. I couldn’t imagine being any more turned on. 

Suddenly, he looked back over his shoulder. 

His eyes were wide, and the shock seemed to be almost too much to bear. He turned around. He was supporting himself now on the back wall, looking totally freaked out. I continued to jerk. I didn’t care. It felt amazing knowing I stole his manhood. 

I smirked. 

At that moment, he appeared to go through all the stages of grief at once. After a couple more pumps, I looked down at his little dick to notice it was standing straight up. 

The hairless cock was harder than I think it ever was on me. I knew I had to make a move. And wow, I was realizing that my former balls were basically invisible. He looked like he didn't even have any.

I signaled for him to come over to my shower stall. He visibly gulped, poked his head out to check if the coast was clear, and came over to my stall. Now, he was practically pressed against me. 

I leaned up to his ear and whispered, “Show me how to jack your dick off.”

His eyes once again were full of terror, but behind that was an equal feeling of lust, I was sure of it. 

He reached down with his much bigger hand and started to jerk off what was formerly his dick. 

It felt so natural. His hand was made for his dick after all. I could tell it felt familiar to him because he knew exactly the little movements that he needed to make to get himself close. It was certainly working on me, and I gave him a look that I hoped made it clear I was going to cum.

Then, he did something strange. He put himself right in front of me, with his little dick, really my dick, right in front of my new one. A couple pumps later and I was cumming all over his small set.

This sent him over the edge without even touching himself. He came hard, shooting all over his former dick. 

The thrill of the orgasm quickly fell out of his eyes and was replaced with concern. 

“Don’t worry,” I whispered into his ear, a little louder this time to compensate for a few more showers running, “I’ll let you rub one out whenever you miss it.”

He looked at me again, sad, but I noticed his little dick starting to lift itself back up again. 

Man, my dad sure does love his own cock.