Connor:
The next morning, as the dawning sun beamed through the window and cascaded down my body, I woke up in dad’s bed alone. His bed was so soft and comfortable, so much better than my own. I stretched as I lay, feeling my muscles flex under my tight skin. My tiny morning wood strained as I did so. I could faintly smell coffee, figuring dad was already in the kitchen. I eagerly hopped out of bed and headed that way.
As I entered, I spotted dad at the counter, his wide strong back to me. His powerful hairy ass caught the sun coming in just right. He was such a man, the perfect man.
“Morning dad.” I announced as I walked up to him.
“Hey sport!” He said excitedly. He looked my way, then turned. As he did, I saw his large hard morning wood jutting out from his hairy groin. My mouth watering at the site.
“Damn, dad, you’re still hard?” I asked in a joking tone, as I stood close to him.
“Mmhm, look who’s talking.” He said, giving a nod to my own little woody with a smirk. He leaned down and gave me a morning pec on the lips as we both leaned against the counter. “Besides, I thought this was what you wanted.” He said teasingly after breaking our kiss, flexing his cock to make it jump.
“Oh, I’m not complaining. Just surprised an old guy like you can keep up with me.” I teased back.
“Oh ho, you’re gonna be eating those words sport.” Dad teased back as his strong hand gripped my shoulder and pushed me to my knees. In an instant, his large dickhead was grazing my lips. “Any more comments?” He asked looking down at me.
I just gave a little laugh, before opening wide and sucking his cock head into my mouth. Dad grunted above me as I started servicing his dick, bobbing up and down on the end of his giant dick.
“Fuck yeah, boy. Suck that big cock.” He said above me as he watched. I was eager, going deeper and deeper down his shaft. I wanted so badly to be able to take him balls deep, just as I had the night prior. I was going deeper and deeper, his cock stretching my throat to its limits. I was a little over halfway down his mighty shaft, but I couldn’t seem to do it this morning as I started to gag. I quickly backed off, coughing and catching my breath as his shiny dick bobbed in front of me.
“Fuck dad, you’re so fucking huge.” I said looking up at him panting.
“I know sport, you handle my size so good though.” He said encouragingly.
“How big are you anyway? You’ve really never measured?” I asked him as I gave his cock a few strokes with my hand.
“Never felt the need to.” He responded nonchalantly. “But tell you what, if you measure yours, I’ll measure mine.” He challenged. I was a little apprehensive, I too hadn’t given myself a proper measurement. Part of me was a little embarrassed to know, but I knew dad wouldn’t judge me. If anything, he’d get off on it. Plus, I needed to know just how big he really was.
“Okay, deal!” I said excitedly standing up next to dad. I watched as he leaned over, opening a drawer and fishing out a measuring tape after a while of shuffling stuff around. He unraveled it and handed it to me.
“You first sport! Let’s see what my boys working with.” He said casually as he took a sip of his coffee.
I couldn’t help but blush as I stood there fidgeting with the tape. I sighed and lay it on my short length, starting at my base. I felt my cheeks blush even more. As I looked at the measurement, my hard dick extended out just barely able to hit the 2 and 1/2 inch mark.
“I’m uh, two and a half inches, dad.” I said looking at him with a dry swallow. I could feel my cheeks warm and flushed.
“Don’t forget about the girth now, sport.” Dad said to me, squeezing and rubbing my shoulder for comfort. I gave a sigh as I wrapped the tape around my little shaft.
“I’m just about three inches in girth, dad.” I admitted. My face felt hotter, flush with embarrassment. It was one thing to have a little dick, and truthfully I’d grown to like it, but it was another to read my measurements out loud and have it be known just how small and underdeveloped I really was. Dad must’ve sensed that, as he wrapped his strong arm around my waist and pulled me close as we stood there. I handed him the measuring tape in defeat.
“Don’t be embarrassed, sport. I love that cute little dick of yours.” Dad said to me, grabbing my face and forcing me to look at him. I couldn’t help but melt seeing those powerful, dominant, and lusty eyes of his that at the same time, were full of so much care and compassion toward me. A smile cracked on my face as I looked up at him, feeling some relief.
“Now, how about you give me a hand with my measurements sport?” Dad said looking down at me. He flexed his giant hard cock again, making it jump. He passed me back the tape, then guided me back down again to kneel before him, his heavy large dick bobbing freely. I stretching the tape from the base of his hairy groin, down his thick veiny shaft, and to the tip of his large mushroom head. I couldn’t believe my eyes as I saw his length.
“Fuck, dad. You’re just over eleven inches!” I exclaimed.
“Damn, I knew I was big, just didn’t know I was that big!” He exclaimed with a chuckle, causing his cock to bounce. “Now do my girth.” He instructed.
I looked up and saw dad intently watching me, that powerful look in his eyes. Focusing back to his gargantuan organ, I started wrapping the tape around his thick veiny shaft. I looked at the measurement before looking up at dad with pure admiration.
“Dad, you’re like just shy of eight and quarter inches in girth!” I announced. His cock throbbed hard as I said it. I loosened the tape and moved it to the fat flared ridge of his huge cock head. Wrapping it around, I could barely believe my eyes. “Fuck, and your cock head is just over eight and half inches at its widest point!” I exclaimed as I unraveled the tape around him and stood up. Dad beamed with pride as he crossed his strong arms. He looked so masculine.
“So, happy you know your old man’s size now?” He asked me, cocking an eyebrow.
“Fuck yeah! I can’t believe I’ve taken that inside me. That it was my first, too!” I said laughing out. “And fuck, you’re like more than four times bigger than me!” I exclaimed.
“You handle it the best though, son. You outta be proud.” He said wrapping his strong arm around my back and squeezing my shoulder, bringing me in close to him. “I’ve gotta admit though, sport. It really turns me on knowing just how much bigger I am than you.” He said looking at me with a growing dominance. He pivoted as our hips touched, making his large shaft collide against my little dick.
“It’s so fucking hot, dad. Your huge dad dick complete outsizes my little boy sized dick.” I told him getting closer to him, and taking his dick in my hand.
“Yeah, it is sport. I love seeing that tiny dick of yours. Flopping around as I fuck you. And how much bigger you make my own dick look.” He said kissing at my neck.
“Fuck, dad.” I moaned out. “I just wish I could handle you down my throat better.” I admitted.
“Don’t worry, sport, that pretty mouth of yours does wonders. And luckily, you’ve got another hole that handles it real well.” He said. His hand fell down my side as he grasped my ass cheek in his rough hand. “What’d ya say, son? Ready for the first fuck of the day?” He asked cocking an eyebrow. It really wasn’t a question as he turned me around to brace the counter. I spread my legs and stuck my ass out towards him.
“Fuck me dad.” Was all I could say. Dad got behind me, rubbing his huge and leaking cockhead at my entrance. His cock ran up my back, and between my ass cheeks as dad leaned up, opening a cabinet. I watched as he pulled out a jug of olive oil, cracking it open and hearing the slick sounds of him working his cock with it.
Jeff:
There was no way I was gonna head up to get the lube, the olive oil would work just fine. I slathered my big dick with it, making it slick and shiny. I backed away and let my slick fingers find my son’s hole. He was tight and puckered, yet slightly swollen from our fuck the night before. My oiled fingers stretched his sphincter and pushed into him with ease. Connor let out a moan from my touch.
“Mmm, you like that, sport? God your pussy is just begging to be filled.” I teased.
“So fucking good dad. I’m ready, put that huge cock in me, dad. Pump me full of your cum.” He begged, pushing back against my fingers. He was such an eager slut. I pulled out and lined my cock up.
“You ready, son? Once I start, I’m pushing it all the way in.” I warned him.
“Fuck me, dad!” Was all he said and all I needed to hear. I let the tip of my cock head press against his hole. As I applied pressure, his anal ring relaxed and my fat cock head pushed through. I let out a slight groan as his tight warm hole stretched and allowed my entrance. In a swift thrust I pushed all the way into him, balls deep. Connor let out a high pitched squeal, as his body trembled from the invasion. I grunted out in bliss myself, feeling his walls grip and quake around my immense shaft’s invasion.
“Fuck yeah boy. God your pussy feels so good.” I told him as I started thrusting in and out of him.
“Oh, god! You’re so fucking huge dad. Fuck, thats such a big dick!” Connor moaned out in a whimper as I fucked him against the counter. I gripped his hips tightly as I picked up my pace. I could hear my large balls slapping against his taint.
“Fuck yeah, sport! Take my big dick. That’s eleven thick fucking inches of cock stretching you out, son.” I grunted out really pounding into him. He was bracing the counter but turned his head and body just enough to look back at me. I could see the heavy lust and need in his blue eyes. His mouth agape as he panted and whimpered in bliss from my thrusting. I couldn’t help but give him a grin as I thrusted even harder.
“Ahhhh, yeah! So fucking good, dad!” He moaned out. I was working up a sweat from the intensity. I thrust hard once more, bottoming out inside him, and catching my breath. I leaned down, kissing up his back, and then his neck till he turned his face and our lips found each other once again. We passionately made out with a hunger like no other. I felt Connor contracting his ass muscles, squeezing my big dick inside him, making me grunt into his mouth.
As we kissed I wrapped my arms around his smooth body, gently caressing his soft skin. I pulled him tight against my hairy body, breaking our kiss. I began thrusting again, holding him tight.
“Mmmm, I love fucking you, boy.” I grunted into his ear, kissing just behind it. I felt him whimper from both my words and the thrusting of my dick.
“Oh, fuck! I love your dick, dad. You’re so huge!” He whimpered out in a moan.
“Yeah, you like the way I stretch your pussy out, don’t you, sport? Making your tight hole gape wide.” I grunted picking up my thrusts again.
“Ahhh, ahhh! Yes! I love the way you wreck my hole dad! Keep fucking me!” He whimpered out, bucking back against my own rough thrusts.
“Such an eager fucking whore my son is. You want your dad to breed you deep, don’t you.” I teased, I felt his body shudder as his walls and anal ring clamped down around me. I was about to make him cum.
“Fuck dad, breed me! Oh fuck! I’m gonna cum!” He whimpered as I felt his entire body convulse. I continued pounding away inside of him as he climaxed. Reaching down, I grabbed his hard little dick, wet and twitching uncontrollably as he squirted the last of his cum to the floor.
“I love squeezing your little clit when I fuck you.” I grunted, getting close to my own climax.
“Please dad, cum in me. Fill me with your huge load.” Connor begged. I couldn’t hold back any longer. I wrapped an arm around his chest while my other hand still gripped his little dick. I was grunting and panting into his ear right behind him.
“Yeah, you want your dads fucking load, son? Fuck, I’m gonna pump my cum so deep inside your ass. You’re gonna be gapping and leaking my load all day.” I grunted, my cock was throbbing hard inside him. I was right on the brink of blowing.
“Ahh! Yes daddy! Fill my hole! Fill me with the cum that made me! Breed your boy!” He whimpered. I couldn’t take it anymore. Roughly I gave a few more deep thrusts as my orgasm boiled over. My cock pulsated with each rope as I pumped Connor full of my seed.
“Ahh, fuck! Fuck Connor! You feel me pumping my cum deep inside you, sport?” I grunted into Connor’s, ear, collapsing on top of his smooth back from the immense pleasure.
“Oh fuck, dad! You’re shooting so much inside me! Ugh, it’s so deep in my guts.” He whimpered. I could feel him milking my cock with his ass muscles as I filled him.
We stood there against the counter, groaning and panting together, riding out my climax. His hole so wet and warm as I continued pumping him full.
“Fuck, sport.” Was all I could manage as I turned his head and kissed him passionately. As roughly as I fucked him and pumped him full, he still gripped my cock so tightly.
“That was so good, dad.” He panted, smiling up at me as we broke our kiss. I just embraced him tighter from behind as I kissed the back of his head.
Standing up straight, I looked down at his stretched hole, slowly pulling my huge cock from him. I could sense Connor was looking back at me intently watching my facial expressions. As I pulled, more and more of my thick veiny shaft appeared, coated in a sheen of oil and cum. Finally, I pulled my large cock head from his pussy, bobbing freely as I exited. Connor’s spent hole gaped and quivered, letting out a wet queef as my thick cum dripped from him.
“Fuck, sport. I made such a mess of you.” I told him spreading his cheeks and admiring his stretched out sphincter.
“I feel so empty and loose without you in me, dad.” He said looking back at me with a smile. He was flexing his hole trying to get it to close, but inevitably just pushed more of my cum out of him, dripping onto the tile floor.
“Don’t worry sport, I’ll get back in there soon.” I said as I stood next to him leaning against the counter again. He leaned up as I leaned down and we kissed again.
Slowly, Connor was able to stand up straight again as he limped away from where we stood. He was clearly sore from our fuck. I stood behind him gently rubbing his shoulders.
“So, ready for breakfast, son?” I asked him which made him chuckle.
“After a pounding like that, I’m starving!” He said, grinning.
“Me too,boy. How bout you go chop some vegetables and I’ll scramble some eggs for omelettes.” I suggested. Connor eagerly agreed. I quickly cleaned up our mess at the counter, then got to work.
As I whisked the eggs, I looked over my shoulder at Connor chopping some peppers and onions. His back was to me and from my angle, I could see thick globs of my cum seeping from between his lower ass cheeks and down his thighs. The site alone, already turning me on again. Knowing his hole was still stretched, loose and slick with my cum, I could easily push into him and fuck him again when I wanted to.
Connor:
I finished cutting the vegetables and joined dad at the other counter. With each step, I could feel more of his load leak from my spent hole. I loved how sloppy it made me feel and knowing it was his claim on me. Setting the cutting board down next to dad, I went and hugged him from behind. My arms wrapped around his strong torso, rubbing his hairy pecs and stomach. My smooth groin pressed against the bottom of his large, hairy ass cheeks as I kissed his muscular back.
“You’re the best, dad. Thank you. For everything.” I told him as I hugged him. I felt his strong calloused hand land on my arm.
“I love you, sport. I’d do anything and everything for you.” He told me as he stopped cooking and turned to embrace me. He leaned down kissing me on the forehead as he pulled me to his body tight. My arms wrapped around his wide muscled frame as he held me. His hands falling to my round ass cheeks. “Now, why don’t you go clean this up a bit before you sit anywhere.” He said with a grin as his hand gripped lower between my ass cheeks where his cum was visibly leaking from me.
I blushed lightly as I leaned up and pecked him on the lips before cleaning up a bit. When I returned back to the kitchen, dad had two omelettes plated and had the table set for us. He pulled out a chair for me and I sat before he went to his own plate sitting right next to me.
As we ate our breakfast, we talked as any father and son would. We discussed next week at the award ceremony with the Adlers, and for our campus visit downstate. It seemed we kept talking about my life and what my next steps were. It was all really exciting. But I wanted to ask dad what was up with him and mom, why he seemed so annoyed with this work trip in particular.
“So dad, what about you? What are you going to do while I’m away?.” I asked curiously, taking a sip of coffee.
“Probably just work away, and sit here at my lonesome, sport.” He said chuckling a little, but I could feel the cool emptiness of his words.
“Oh, cmon dad, it won’t be that bad! Work will keep you busy. And I’m sure you and mom will empty nest without me just fine.” I said encouragingly. As much as I hated to bring it up, I had to face the fact they were still together, even if the topic pained me. I knew their spark had diminished, but I wanted to cheer him up somehow.
“Oh yeah, that’ll be great. Me working away here while your mom’s off doing whatever she wants when she moves to Chicago.” He said, frustration heavy in his tone. He quickly realized what he’d admitted as the look of shock took over my face.
“Wait, what?” I asked trying to piece everything together. “Are you saying mom’s moving to Chicago? Are you guys divorcing?” I asked shocked.
“Shit, I shouldn’t have said anything, Connor.” Dad said trying to back pedal.
“Dad, tell me the truth. I deserve to know.” I demanded, grabbing his rough manly hand. He gave out a sigh in defeat.
“Shit, son, I didn’t want to bring you into this. Your mom’s pretty held bent on making the move to Chicago. It sounds promising with work and an upcoming promotion.” He admitted. I listened, still shocked. “I think that’s why she’s taking the weekend, to see if it, fits. I know it doesn’t for me, not with my business here. And if you want to go downstate for school, I just don’t think I can be that far away from you.” He admitted, looking deep into my eyes. I could tell he was studying my face for any expression I might give him.
I needed a minute to digest everything he was saying. I sat there in shock trying to process.
“Why am I just finding out about this now?” I asked frustrated. “Dad, you shouldn’t stay here just for me.” I told him. As much as it hurt to say, he didn’t deserve to put his life on pause just for me.
“I appreciate that sport, but I just…” he paused gathering his own thoughts. I intently looked at him. “I just… I can’t just up and leave for your mom. I know she wouldn’t do the same for me if the roles were reversed. Not to mention, our spark has completely fizzled. It’s been gone for so long. I didn’t realize it till, well, till we started exploring our boundaries, sport.” He admitted. For the first time, I saw his powerful eyes weaken as he opened up to me getting more vulnerable than ever before.
“Awh, dad. You shouldn’t feel that way.” I told him as I stood up and wrapped my arms around him in a hug. I needed to comfort him, even though I myself was still in a state of shock.
“Thanks sport.” He said as he tightly matched my embrace. “I just…” he started. “I just need to face the fact that some things aren’t meant to last. And your mother and I have been past our expiration together.” He stated.
I grabbed his rough hand, but stayed silent, wanting him to know I was there for him. There was just too much to process to say otherwise. It all made my emotions mix and not sure how to feel. On one hand, my dad was going through heart break, and my family was breaking. On the other, my dad and I had a bond that was truly blossoming into something forbidden, untraveled and special. Something I dearly craved and wanted, but didn’t know how to feel, and clearly, neither did dad. Hearing this though, maybe there was something there for us, to see this all through.
“So, she’s really leaving?” I asked him in a somber tone.
“Seems like it, sport.” He said squeezing my shoulder. “Look, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have brought that up.” He said apologetically.
“I’m glad I know dad, and I’m always here for you. Just as much as you’ve been here for me.” I told him as I squeezed him tighter.
“Thanks, sport. Now let’s not have that bring down the mood here. This is supposed to be our weekend!” He said standing up and started playing pop music through his Bluetooth.
“Dad, what are you doing?” I asked him with a chuckle.
“Cmon, dance with me!” He said as he started moving his hips to the music. His huge soft dick swaying and wobbling, slapping heavily between his thighs as he moved.
“Dad.” I tried protesting, laughing at him a bit.
“Cmon sport, we gotta get you ready for those college parties! Let me show you some moves.” He said coming up to the table and taking my hand in his strong grasp. I chuckled reluctantly, but got up and joined him, letting him pull me into the living room. I started dancing with him, moving my hips and body to the music. “There ya go! Looks like you’ve inherited your old man’s moves anyhow.” He complimented.
“See, I’m ready!” I teased him back. I couldn’t stop watching him. His huge beefy body moving to the music with that dumb smile he had on his face, watching me dance just the same. Not to mention his giant dick still swinging around. In contrast, my little nub just jiggled around as my body moved. “So, you gonna show me some moves or what? What should I expect for dancing at college?” I asked wanting to kick this up a notch.
“Hmm, well, you gotta get used to dancing close. C’mere.” He said taking my hand and pulling me into him. My smooth frame crashed into his solid hairy body. I could feel his giant dick hanging low against me and colliding with my own little boyhood. His hands gripped my hips, and wrapped my arms around his strong broad shoulders. “You gotta learn to grind, boy.” He said as he started rolling his hips against me. His hands pulling my hips into his, his hairy groin colliding with my own hairless one as our cocks danced.
I bit my lip, feeling my little dick starting to stiffen from the stimulation. “Cmon sport, roll those hips.” Dad instructed. I started mimicking what he was doing, rolling my hips and bumping my pelvis into him. “There ya go, that’s good, son.” Dad complimented. I could feel his dick swelling with each pulse of his heart as we grinded against each other.
“This, this feels good, dad.” I told him, smiling up at his face. I could feel his giant dick, nearly at full mast, shooting between my thighs. My little dick was sandwiched between us, rubbing through the hair on his thigh as our hips moved together.
“Good, sport. It should.” He said back. “You’re a good dancer.” He added. I couldn’t help myself as I extend my neck and pulled his face into mine, wrapping our lips in a kiss as we danced. Dad grunted in my mouth as he kissed me back.
“I think you’re the good dancer here, dad.” I told him as our kiss broke and he chuckled.
“Alright, lesson two. Turn around and grind your ass into me.” Dad instructed. I felt him shift my hips and turn me around. His giant boner was pulsing against my ass cheek as I got into position in front of him. Again, he gripped my waist and pulled me against him. I bucked my hips back, pushing my bubble but right against him. I could feel his heavy dick trailing up my back and between my ass cheeks as his heavy nuts bounced against my ass. He continued rolling his hips into me, thrusting against me. “There ya go, boy. Just like that. See you’re gonna be going to parties, and already know how to dance with boys.” He told me.
“Thanks dad, but I’m not looking for boys. And you’re the only man I want to dance with.” I told him, smiling to myself.
“Mmm, I like the sound of that.” He grunted huskily into my ear. “But I’m sure once you get eyes on those college jocks, that might change.” He said behind me. He wrapped an arm around my chest and kissed at my ear as we danced, driving me mad. The music started speeding up, and so did we as we bumped against one another. I lost track of how long this had been going on for.
“I only have eyes on you, dad.” I told him. “I only want you.” I added in a whisper to myself.
“What was that, sport.” He asked.
“Uh, oh, I was just saying, you never know, an old guy like you might not be able to keep up with me like those jocks can.” I teased him, pushing my ass against his pulsing dick. I felt him chuckle behind me.
“Oh, I know I can keep up. In fact, I think you’ll be the one who taps out first.” He said getting a little rougher with me. We were both turned on again and ready for another round.
“I don’t know dad. You might have to prove it to me.” I teased him again. I heard him let out another laugh behind me, then felt him give me a shove to the couch in front of us. My body collapsed down onto the soft cushions, my face crashing down into them as my ass was up in the air. My knees firmly planted wide onto them. I heard dad’s heavy steps behind me, his rough hands gripping my ass cheeks and spreading them further apart.
“Guess I’m gonna have to show you just how well I can keep up, sport.” He responded as I felt a rough finger at my wet hole. “Mmm, it’s amazing how your pussy can gape so wide, then go back to a tight pucker like this so quickly.” He said as his finger pushed into me with ease. I moaned out as he gave one knuckle deep thrust before pulling out. His giant cock head replaced it at my entrance, cum slicked from earlier and ready for the next pounding.
In a swift motion, he sank his huge cock into my ass, making me breath out a whimpered squeal. “Awh, fuck!” I whimpered as my legs shook violently.
“Mmm, seems like my boys pussy is still nice and wet, ready for another pounding.” Dad teased as he started thrusting his dick in and out of my hole with ease. My insides were still coated and slick from his first load earlier today. My walls stretched and contracted around his massive member with more ease than normal. From the angle my body was at, every time he bottomed out, I could feel his big heavy balls banging into my own much smaller nuts. I loved the feeling of them colliding together.
“Shit, dad. Fuck me!” I whimpered, my head wrenched and looking back at him the best I could as he roughly fucked me. The wet sounds of him thrusting in and out of me filled the room along with the music we had been listening to. It was as if he was thrusting along to the rhythm of the song, keeping a fast, hard pace. His dick was working wonders inside of me, as he always did. I felt my mouth agape as I continuously whimpered out moans of bliss. My fingers dug into the fabric of the couch, gripping it hard.
“Fuck, I’m getting your hole so sloppy, sport.” Dad said thrusting away. His first load leaked from my hole, running down my taint and soaking our balls as they collided with each thrust. I was uncontrollably whimpering and moaning in bliss as he fucked me. “Fuck, you like that boy? You like my big cock wrecking your hole. Making it nice and loose so I can fuck your pussy whenever I want?” He teased.
“Yes daddy! Oh fucking wreck my hole! Make me gape! Breed me again!” I begged through my whimpered moans as he fucked me.
“Mmm, such a fucking eager slut. I’m gonna pump you full, boy.” He grunted, then wound up and gave my ass cheek a hard smack. The pain was wicked but wonderful all at the same time. I couldn’t do anything but whimper out from his impressive thrusts. He was fucking me with such force, I started seeing stars from how roughly he was getting.
Suddenly, he backed off, pulling out of me completely. I felt my wet loose walls quiver at the emptiness. My stretched sphincter fluttering as it gaped for him and attempting to close back up. I felt his big head push back in, then he sunk all the way down, before pulling out completely again. He did that a few more times, then went to sinking in only halfway into me, but still pulling out completely to see my hole gape for him. The abuse my hole, and body in general, was taking was intense as he pounded me out.
He pulled out completely one more time, causing my hole to let out an audible wet queff from the abuse. “Fuck, dad, give me a break here.” I begged. As much as I loved it, it was taking a lot out of me. We had been fucking for so long at this point. I was an exhausted sweaty mess as my body was essentially limp and relaxed into the couch.
“Oh, is that you tapping out, sport?” He teased. “Cmon, I’m just getting started. I got your hole gaping wider than ever!” He said, then drove just his large head in, plugging me. “Your choice, you gonna tap out?” He asked in a tone that was teasing and clearly challenging me. I wasn’t gonna let him win this one, and deep down, I needed this. I needed him. The stamina he had was insane, I couldn’t understand how he was able to last so long. I pushed back on his dick, sinking down onto his mighty shaft. “Good boy, that’s what I thought, son.” He grunted as he watched me milk his cock with my pussy.
“Ugh, fuck dad.” I whimpered out as I bucked my hips against him. “You still feel so fucking big inside me.” I told him.
“I know, sport. No matter how wide I make you gape, you still grip me so tight.” He said back with a grunt. This made me eager and even more turned on knowing how good I was making him feel. Just as good as he was making me feel. He leaned in, putting a foot on the couch next to me, his other still firmly planted on the floor, as he gripped my shoulders. I felt him push his strong body weight against me, then started jack hammering his cock in and out of my hole. The sensations driving me mad. Without warning, my little dick started dripping cum each time he pounded into me, sending wave after wave of pleasure throughout my body.
“Ahhh, dad! You’re making me cum!” I screamed out as he relentlessly thrusted. I could feel my little boner twitch and shake as I continually orgasmed from my dad’s fucking. As if he kept hitting and keeping pressure on the pleasure points inside me, making my climax never end.
“That’s it sport, cum for me.” He moaned out above me, never slowing his roll. It felt as though I was losing control of my body from all the pleasure I felt.
“Ugh, it’s so good, dad. Keep going.” I whimpered out, I had tears rolling down my cheeks from how overstimulated I was.
“Mmm, I love fucking you, boy. Your hole is so fucking good.” He grunted, I could feel the sweat dripping off him from how intense he was fucking me.
“Fuck, dad! Your huge dick is… mmfm… so good!” I whimpered in a moan as he continued railing me. I could feel his cock starting to swell more, knowing he had to be getting closer. “Breed me dad. Blow another load deep in my pussy.” I moaned.
“Ahhh fuck! I’m gonna knock my boy up! Take it Connor!” He roughly moaned and grunted as he slammed himself balls deep inside me. I could feel his cock throbbing inside my well fucked hole, shooting another huge load inside me. I felt each pump of his thick, warm seed sloshing inside me as he filled me. His large balls resting against my own as I felt them slowly drop back down after being emptied.
“Fuck dad.” Was all I could say, panting into the couch. My insides were so full of him, and my own cum was splattered between my thighs. We were both sweaty messes, panting together on the couch. “I’m gonna be sore tonight, and tomorrow.” I panted out, still laying limp on the couch. Dad laughed above me, his big spent dick jumping inside me as he did. The entire sensation made me join him laughing too.
“Sorry sport, I got a little rough and carried away there.” He said still catching his breath. “What’d ya say, need a little break? You deserve it.” He added, rubbing my back for comfort. I finally turned my head to look at him, his eyes laying on me with that goofy post orgasm smile he had. It made me chuckle.
“Maybe a little one, not too much rest though.” I said making a joke and smiling up at him, still catching my breath. He slowly pulled his softening cock from my spent hole. As he pulled, I couldn’t feel his thick load moving inside me, filling the cavity his cock had fucked into me. I gave a grunt as his big cockhead passed through my wide stretched sphincter. I couldn’t help as a mixture of cum and air expelled from my gaping hole. His thick cum spitting from my opening, and dripping down my taint as I felt the cool air hit my burning, gaping insides.
“Fuck, sport.” Dad said admiringly his work. His hands gripping my ass cheeks. “Good thing you can’t actually get pregnant.” He said making a joke. It made me laugh, and inevitably push more of his cum out of me. Dad just gave an approving grunt at the site, then used his dick to guide the leaking cum back into my stretched hole, pushing back into me. “What’d ya say we keep the rest of my cum inside? I like knowing you’re full of me” He added, grinning. The thought alone made me smile too as I felt his big dick plug me back up. He knew he didn’t have to ask.
“I like the sounds of that too, dad.” I said looking back over my shoulder as we each exchanged a grin.
I was limp and exhausted still recovering as dad picked me up and rolled us. He sat on the couch with me on his lap, his spent dick still lodged inside me. My smooth legs spread wide on either side of his hairy, powerful thighs as he man spread, causing my spent little man hood, stretched and filled hole, and his big balls to be on full display. As exhausted as I was, I felt full and safe with his strong arms wrapped around me. If I could, I’d never get up from this spot with him.
I leaned back into dad’s strong hairy body, my head resting on his shoulder. His rough hands rubbed my smooth, sweaty abs. We cuddled together as we relaxed and panted, still catching our breath. Dad picked up the remote next to him, turning on the tv as he suggested we watch a movie. I agreed sitting on him with his huge spent dick still deep in my ass.
Jeff:
I loved the feeling of my spent cock plugging my boys hole. His insides were so slick, full of my cum, and somehow, still so tight. My cock never went fully soft, staying swollen inside him in a spent, limp state as he gripped me. It was taking all my will power to not start fucking him again, but I knew Connor needed and deserved a break.
I decided to put on an action movie we would both enjoy. As I wrapped my arms around his smooth torso, he nuzzled into me. His blond head resting on my strong shoulder, I couldn’t help but lean over and kiss the top of his head. Pulling his smooth body tight into my hairy mass. This was perfect. He was perfect. Never in my life had I felt this content, and it was all thanks to him.
“I wish we could be like this all the time, dad.” Connor said as the movie played. It was like he was reading my mind.
“I do too sport, I do too.” I said pulling him tighter to me and cuddling him back.
As we sat there watching the movie, I couldn’t resist letting my hand fall between his smooth thighs and cupping his small soft nub and little balls. I loved how small and under developed my boy was. It was such a turn on for me. As the movie played, I held his tiny man hood in my grasp, my other still wrapped around his abdomen. I could tell Connor liked it, feeling safe and full in my embrace.
After sitting like that for nearly an hour, I slightly adjusted on the couch, causing my hips to buck into him. I could feel my dick moving his insides as I did and causing him to moan to himself softly as his tiny dick twitched in my palm.
“Sorry sport, had to adjust a little.” I told him giving his head another soft kiss. My rough hand trailed through the crevices of his smooth abs as I tried comforting him again.
“All good, dad. I actually really like this; being wrapped in your strong arms, your big cock still filling me. Your big man hand holding my junk. This is a dream come true.” He said with a little chuckle.
“Mmm, I like it too. We can sit like this whenever you want, boy. Provided your mom’s not around.” I said and making us both grin and give another light chuckle. My cock must’ve jumped inside him as we laughed, causing him to moan out again. I could feel his little nub starting to swell and fill in my hand. It wasn’t rapid, but he was definitely throbbing to life again. Feeling my boys little manhood pulsing in my hand made my own dick start to fill out and harden again inside him. We were both still beat from our last fuck just over an hour ago, so we just sat there, cuddling and erect as the movie played.
“Thank you, dad. This has been the best day.” Connor said a while later, nuzzling his head into my neck.
“You’re my everything, boy. You deserve it.” I told him letting my hand on his chest move up and caress his cheek softly before returning to his pec.
After a little over two hours, the movie eventually wrapped up, and the credits began to play. We both stretched a little. I could feel Connor’s ass move on my crotch, thrusting softly against my hard cock inside him. I couldn’t help but let out a soft grunt.
“Whew, easy, sport! I thought you needed a break.” I teased him, freeing his hard little dick, and wrapping my arms back around his smooth, toned torso.
“Sounds like you’re the one tapping out now, dad.” He teased back, making me laugh a bit. I felt him squeeze my cock with his used hole a bit as he nuzzled back against me. In a swift move, I thrust my hips forward, lifting my ass off the couch. Connor let out a whimpered grunt as his feet dangled above the ground, deeply impaled on my cock and up the n the air.
“What was that, sport? I didn’t hear you.” I teased him back before returning my position. I grabbed the back of his knees, lifting him off my shaft a bit as I sat us back down.
“Fuck, dad!” Connor let out. “I, I…” he started, I could tell he was trying to pick his words. “I just figured an old guy like you couldn’t keep up with a young buck like me.” He finally teased back. I gave a him a playful chuckle as I wrapped his legs around one of my arms, folding his knees to his chest again. I thrust hard all the way into him, making him let out a high pitch moan. This was on.
“Well, if you’re the young buck, you better saddle up, cause your dad’s the stallion.” I teased him back before I started jack hammering up and into his loose, well fucked hole.
“Awh, fuck.” Connor whimpered out repeatedly as he started taking another hard pounding from my cock. He threw his head back in bliss as he let out whimpered moans with each thrust. I couldn’t believe I was already fucking him again, and that’s he was eagerly taking it so well. I could feel cum from earlier leaking out of him as I thrusted, his hole was so sloppy and tight all at the same time. He whimpered moans uncontrollably into my ear. I turned my face to his, kissing him passionately.
As we kissed, I pulled his legs apart, guiding his feet to rest on my thighs just above my knees as I held him tight and pounded him even harder. He was screaming hard into my mouth as our lips passionately locked. I could see his hard little dick flop around with each hard thrust in.
“Oh.. god.. you fuck me so good, dad.” Connor grunted out.
“You’re my perfect little slut, boy.” I grunted back before kissing him again. An exchange of whimpers and grunts exchanged from our mouths as we made out intensely. My arms gripping him tight and holding him in place.
Before we could say anything more, my phone rang on the end table next to us. I gave Connor one more hard thrust, before leaning over and grabbing my phone while Connor caught his breath. I looked at the screen, it was Mary. In another state of mind, I would have ignored the call. Unfortunately, I was driven by my cock that was in the midst of fucking my son, and a vengeful annoyance with my soon to be ex-wife.
I answered the phone, holding it between my head and shoulder. “Hey mare, how’s the trip going?” I said normally, then went back to thrusting into Connor. I wasn’t fucking him nearly as hard, but I wasn’t going to let up on him either.
“Hey, it’s been good, but busy. I love it here!” She said excitedly, which made me thrust hard into Connor and he squealed out a moan. “Uh, everything okay?” She asked as she heard him.
“Oh, yeah, Connor and I are just getting a work out in. Glad to hear you’re enjoying it though.” I told her. I clamped Connor’s mouth shut and kept fucking him so any noises he made would be muffled.
“Good, you guys have been bonding so much lately.” She said. If only she really knew the father/son bonding we were actually doing. “Hope you are having fun.” She added.
“He’s the perfect boy.” I responded back while giving a rough thrust into him. “And don’t worry, we are having a great time. The boy just thinks I can’t keep up with him.” I said, mostly to tease Connor. I could feel him moan into my hand. Meanwhile, Mary laughed on the other end of the line as I said it.
“I know you can keep up with him.” She complimented. Again, if only she knew. “Is he there, just wanted to say hi.” She asked.
“Yeah, you can talk to him.” I told her, handing the phone to Connor. “Your mom wants to talk to you, sport.” I said with a devilish grin. I had stopped my thrusting just to give him a second to catch his breath.
“He..hey mom. How the trip?” He asked a bit shakily. As she responded and talked, I played with both of Connor’s perky nipples, and gently started thrusting in and out of his hole again. I knew what I was doing was fucked, but it was getting me off so much. I could tell Connor was getting off on it just as much too.
“Th..that’s great, mom.” Connor said shakily again. I couldn’t hold back any longer and started picking up the force of my thrusts, getting rougher with him again. “Chi-CAGO, sounds great! Oh wow!” Connor started and then yelled out as I fucked him hard all while he was on the phone with his mom. I could see him wince and bite his lip, fighting for his life not to whimper out or moan. The sloppy sounds of my cock pounding his pussy echoed through the living room.
“Yeah, no. Dad’s taking really, REALLY good care of me.” He said then moved the phone away from him as he let out a whimpered grunt. I could feel his insides quivering, his entire body shaking. His tiny dick was soaked, leaking precum and standing painfully hard. I knew he was about to bust.
“Yeah, he is the best! The best dad I could ever ask for!” Connor said shakily. He was fighting for his life trying not to cum. His little dick was shaking uncontrollably as it just kept leaking. “Hey, mom, uh, we gotta go. But glad to hear everything is going well.” He told her trying to get off the phone. “Sound.. sounds good. L… L… Love you too.” He said before ending the call, letting my phone fall to the floor. “Oh, Fuck! Dad!” Connor cried out as his little dick started squirting uncontrollably onto his abs. He whimpered cry’s of bliss as he exploded.
“Such a kinky little slut. Talking to your mom while I fuck you. Look at that, I made you cum again boy.” I hissed and teased in his ear as he whimpered and moaned, climaxing on my cock. His transparent squirts of cum went all over his lower abdomen, as if they were never going to stop.
“Fuck, dad! Cum in me again. Load my pussy up with your cum.” He pleaded. I gave a grunt picking up my pace to give my boy what he wanted. I was gonna give him the breeding he deserved.
“Yeah? You want daddy to knock you up, sport?” I teased.
“Breed me, dad. I want all your cum in me.” He begged. Connor was a sweaty mess from our intense fucking. In the early stages of the evening sun, his abs glistened in the light from his sweat. His transparent sprays of cum on display. He looked at me, handling the pounding, as his blue eyes lit up in the golden hour crashing through. He was beautiful, and perfect. With my eyes l locked on my perfect boy, my orgasm built up to the point of no return.
“I’m gonna fucking breed you, boy! Get ready sport! Ah fuck!” I grunted out as my cock swelled, twitched and blew my first rope inside him. I climaxed hard, holding Connor tight as I grunted in his ear, pumping even more of my cum into his already filled hole.
“Fuck, yeah! Shit dad, I’m so full of your cum!” He moaned out feeling me fill him to his limits. This was my third load of the day l bred into him. I felt his hole at capacity as my cum began busting out around my thick dick and his stretched out sphincter gripping me. Cum began running down my pulsing shaft.
“Fuck, oh fuck, boy!” I grunted out, panting as my cock shot one last rope into him. His sloppy walls quivered around me, completely loaded with my nut.
“Fuck, dad. I have so much of your cum in me. I feel so full!” He said, as his hands caressed his lower abdomen, as if he could feel just how full he was. I just gave a grin as I threw my head back, catching my breath He then reached down between his legs and feeing at the cum seeping from his hole that was still gripping my cock. As his hand came back up, he had globs of my thick seed on his fingers. He greedily brought them to his mouth, savoring the taste of me. I watched my perfect boy in awe, still catching my breath as a big grin cracked on my face.
A while later, I pulled my spent cock from his wrecked hole. I heard my cock pass his stretched sphincter with a sloppy plop. My cum gushed out of him uncontrollably, leaking onto my spent shaft and the floor beneath us. I rolled, setting Connor on the couch next to me as I stood up. My own body a little unsteady from sitting and fucking for so long.
I looked down at Connor on his back with his legs wide, his fingers explore his hole gaping wide. It was wrecked and cum oozed from him uncontrollably. I watched as Connor tried to flex himself closed, but still continued to gape a little. I smiled to myself as I admired my work, and my slutty boy, but knew he was going to be sore and would need some rest.
I ran up the stairs to the bathroom, and started running a bath. I made sure the water wasn’t too hot, then added some bath salts I had gotten for Mary a while back that never got used. As I dumped them in, rose and cedar scents filled the bathroom instantly. I let the tub continue filling as I head back down stairs.
Connor was in the same position I left him. His hole tightened up and wasn’t gaping, but was puffy and cum covered from the abuse he’d taken. A big puddle of cum was on the floor and dribbling down the couch beneath him. I made a mental note to clean that up before it stained. But first, I scooped Connor up effortlessly into my arms. Carrying him like a princess up the stairs and to the bathroom.
I gently set him in the tub, seeing him relax into the warm water. He smiled up at me, lovingly before extending his neck up and kissing me. "Thanks, dad.” He said.
“You got it, sport.” I said smiling back. “Now you relax and rest. I’m gonna go run to the store to make us a nice dinner tonight, okay?” I told him, ruffling his sweaty damp hair. I wanted to do something special, even a bit romantic, for him. He deserved it, after all.
“Give me a minute, dad. I’ll go with you.” Connor offered, trying to stand but he was way too weak and wobbly.
“It all good, son. You rest up, you earned it.” I told him caressing his cheek with my rough hand as I gave him a wink. He relaxed back into the water agreeing. I gave him one more kiss on the top of his head before heading to throw some clothes on and head out. I myself was also a sweaty mess, but I’d take care of that later. I threw on some old jeans and a t shirt, then head out to my truck.
Connor:
I could hear the steady growl of my dad’s truck as it started, then slowly driving away, signifying I was alone. I sunk down deeper into the warm water of the tub. It smelled like roses which calmed me, and I could feel my muscles relaxing from the warm bath water. My stretched out and puffy asshole pulsing and throbbing from today’s abuse, trying to shrink back to its tight puckered form it once was.
As sore as I was, I loved it. The sex dad and I shared was something indescribable, and to me, unachievable with anyone but him. Not only from his monstrous cock, which I now craved, but because he was my own father. I wouldn’t find a dynamic like this ever, no matter who else.
Knowing mom was going to be leaving made me want to stick around for not only dad, but for me too. I could do online classes instead, then dad and I could live our lives together. Exploring our relationship fully for what it was, and fucking every day just as we had today. If I hadn’t just gotten the cum fucked out of me three times, my little dick would be hard as a rock from thinking about it.
I lay back, rubbing my hands on my smooth muscles in the tub for comfort, as I day dreamed of a new life with dad. Smiling, I pictured it in my head. The thought of us getting a different house together, somewhere more private and private n the woods. It could just be us and we wouldn’t have to hide as much. There was no one else I wanted more in this world. I was made for him, just as if he was made for me. We needed each other.
A while later, I heard the low grumble of dad’s truck pulling into the driveway. Shortly after the front door opened then slammed as I heard the ruffling of bags as he unloaded everything. I listened intently as his heavy footsteps made their way throughout the kitchen, preparing dinner.
Finally, I heard him make his way up the stairs just outside the bathroom door. As he swung it open, his big body filled the door frame, leaning in to check on me.
“Got room for one more?” He asked with a grin, already pulling his shirt up and off his body. His hairy muscles inviting my gaze in as he started unbuttoning his jeans. The tree trunk like base of his huge cock exposed as more and more of his veiny shaft came to site as he lowered his jeans. Finally, they dropped to a pile at his ankles, his large soft dick swinging as he stepped out of them. Fully nude, he made his way towards the tub. His huge, wide cock head swayed at my eyes level. The perfect dick.
I leaned forward as dad stepped in behind me. As dad lay in the tub, he picked me up and pulled me on top of him. His strong arms wrapped around me in an embrace as I lay my head back on his strong shoulder. The scratch of his stubbly beard tickling at my own shoulder and cheek as we cuddled.
His rough hand casually ran up and down my smooth abs, as he embrace me from behind. He turned my head and kissed at my cheek, his short beard gently scratching my soft face.
“Feeling okay, sport? I really hammered you out today.” He asked me, a concerned look in his eyes. Dad had really let loose on me today, but I loved it. I’d never felt so euphoric in my life.
“I’ll definitely be limping for the next week…” I said making a joke, “but I’m good. Great actually. I love when you go primal and get rough with me.” I admitted.
“I don’t know what it is, boy. You just turn me into something else.” He said back to me, holding me tight. At the end of the day, I felt the same. All I could seem to think about was his big dick - worshipping him and letting him rail me for his own pleasure. My insides fluttered at the thought of it.
“Well, whatever it is, dad, I like it.” I told him as I cuddled up to him. Suddenly, the head of dad’s massive hard cock broke through the water, like a sharks fin between my thighs. I looked down seeing my spent, soft little nub, with his giant hard on shadowing behind it.
“Fuck dad. You’re hard again?” I asked half stunned and half amused by it.
“You make it that way, sport. I can’t help it.” He said chuckling a bit and nuzzling up to me. It didn’t take much as my own dick filled out, somehow standing at attention again. It was wild how we fed off each other and turned one another on.
Dad noticed my little boner in the water “Hey now, look who’s talking!” He teased as he thrusted my hips up, lifting me out of the water some and exposing my little boner to the air. My tiny dick stood straight up, while dads stood tall and strong just behind me.
“Fuck, dad!” I groaned a bit as we admired the stark size difference of our dicks together. It never failed to amaze me how similar yet different our dicks were. Same shape, just a completely different scale.
Dad sunk back down into the water, holding me tight as his big cock head stayed emerged. I willingly grabbed him, massaging his big spongey head for a second before dad pulled my hands away. “We both deserve a little break.” He said deeply as he wrapped his arms back around my own. “And I need that tight little pussy of yours to heal up so I can fuck you again.” He whispered in my ear making me shiver.
We layed in that tub for at least another hour before the water started to go cool. Dad guided me up, my legs still extremely wobbly, then helped me out of the tub. We quickly hopped in the shower to rinse off and clean ourselves properly. Dad took his time, running suds into my body. As if he was feeling every crevice and muscle on me to remember it.
I could’ve stayed like that forever, but simultaneously, our stomachs growled. It was nearly 8 at night and we’d only eaten breakfast. We’d been too busy fucking the rest of the day to even realize. We both laughed at the realization and quickly rinsed off. Dad stepped out first, handing me a towel. I watched intently as he padded down his strong hairy body with his own towel. I mimicked every move he made, then shook my head, making the water fall from my short hair.
I finished drying my hair and my eyes landed on dad staring at me with a big grin on his face. I gave a questioning look before scanning down and seeing his towel hanging on his boner. He made it bounce trying to make me laugh. It worked, but more so from me laughing at his own amusement and the goofy smile on his face. I walked up and ripped the towel off, exposing his strong erection, before leaning up and kissing him. Our arms wrapped around each other as our damp bodies collided. We broke our kiss and dad told me to finish up and to come down when I was ready. He wanted to have a romantic evening to just ourselves.
It was kinda corny, but my heart fluttered at the thought. Dad headed back down to the kitchen while I headed to my room for a minute. As I entered, I looked around. It was still in the same state we’d left it the night before. Dad’s boots were kicked off next to my bed and I picked up the thong he bought me, placing it in my hamper. As I did, I found his old ball cap too. I gave it a wiff, smelling his intoxicating scent heavy on it before placing it on my head backwards. It was a little big, but I wasn’t going to adjust it.
I noticed my bed was still a mess. I was about to remake it, but noticed the dried cum splattered on my sheets, pillows and the wall behind. I chuckled to myself recalling that massive first load dad had shot on me yesterday after being so pent up. Those overactive big balls of his should be studied. I walked over to the mirror, admiring my smooth toned physique as I flexed a little in the mirror. I turned around, bent over and spread my cheeks, getting a good look at my puffy ass hole. That would definitely need to heal, but it made me laugh a bit. I grabbed my phone that was left on my nightstand and texted my friends back for a bit before I made my way back down the stairs.
The smell of the food dad was cooking filled my nose before I even made it down to the last step. It smelled amazing. I looked to see dad had set the table nicely and lit some candles. He was standing at the oven, checking the food inside. As he did, I watched his big hairy ass cheeks spread and flex slightly. I snuck up behind him, giving him a big hug.
“Mmm, there he is.” Dad said warmly grabbing my arm in his strong hand. He turned around and hugged me back. His body so warm and safe. He noticed the hat on my head and chuckled as he grabbed it and placed it on his head backwards before ruffling my hair. I laughed and quickly fixed it.
“It smells amazing dad, what’s for dinner?” I asked.
“I have some steaks marinating in the fridge I’ll grill up in a minute and in the over I’m roasting potatoes and broccolini.” He said with a grin. He knew my favorites.
“Wow, thanks dad! Anything I can help out with?” I asked.
“Why don’t you pick out a bottle of red wine we can have with dinner.” He suggested. I went to the little wine fridge in the kitchen and leaned over looking at the labels. Dad watched me as looked a them, giving me a wink when I looked back. I didn’t know the first thing about wine or what paired with what. I opened the door and grabbed a bottle with the coolest looking label.
“How’s this one?” I asked dad, presenting the bottle.
“Wow, someone’s got high standards.” Dad teased with a smirk.
“I have no idea what bottle I just chose.” I said with a chuckle.
“I know, but you chose a good one, sport. That’ll pair great with dinner.” He said with a grin. I grabbed two glasses and uncorked the bottle, then poured us each a glass. Dad had let me drink wine and whiskey with him in the past as our little secret and bonding. Oh how far we’ve come.
“Thanks, boy.” Dad said as I handed him a glass. We clinked them together and took a sip. Dad cracked the oven again to check in the food. “Want to come outside with me while I grill?” Dad asked walking over to the fridge and taking out the steaks. I eagerly agreed and followed him outside. I watched him start and light the grill as he took a sip of his wine while it heated up.
His powerful chest rose and fell as he breathed. I couldn’t help tracing his body hair on his chest, down his stomach and to his groin. His soft fat dick and this big balls, hanging between his thighs. I studied my way back up and saw dad looking at me, catching me check him out. He just gave me a smirk as he took another sip. I felt my cheeks blush as I did the same.
“So, dad, I was thinking…” I started.
“Yeah, sport?” Dad said as he placed the steaks on the hot grill. They sizzled as he did.
“Well, what do you think of instead of me going away for school, I just did online classes. That way I could stay here with you and keep you company.” I explained. Dad responded with a slight chuckle.
“Not gonna happen, Connor. You busted your ass for a scholarship, and more than likely, got one. To your school of choice might I add.” He said, not disciplinary, just explaining. “As much as I’d love you to be home here with me, you’re not giving up the experience of being on your own and at school.” He added.
I knew he had a point. “I just, I don’t want to leave you dad.” I told him.
“You’re not leaving, sport. Not yet at least.” He said flipping the steaks then he took my soft hand in his. “I’m only a call away anyhow.” He said smiling at me which comforted me more then he could ever know.
“Fine” I responded with a smile.
I poured us another glass of wine while dad plated our dinner. Dad set the plates on the set table side by side, then pulled out my chair for me to sit. I carefully sat on it, still sore from the day, and dad pushed me in. As rough as he was, he could be such a gentleman at times. Before we dug in, dad raised his glass.
“Hey, this is to us, son. To the most screwed up, forbidden, but most important, intense and passionate bond I’ve ever had. You make me so damn happy, sport.” Dad said and we clinked our glasses again.
“Couldn’t say it better myself, dad.” I said as I leaned over and we gave a quick kiss to one another. My tongue lingered at his lips as we did.
After breaking our kiss we dug in. We were both so hungry and the food was so good, neither of us said anything. We just ate, drank, and exchanged knowing glances at one another. I complimented dad’s cooking as I helped him clean up. It was really late by the time we wrapped up.
We each decided to get ready for bed, heading to the bathroom. As we brushed our teeth, dad kept poking and groping at me, messing with me in a teasing way. We shared the toilet as we both pissed. Dad aimed to cross his strong stream into my weaker, making us both laugh. I tried aiming elsewhere, but he just kept following. We looked at each other laughing, and I felt that magnetic pull we have. In an instant, dad’s lips were on mine and we kissed passionately while we pissed.
I shook off, and let my left hand fall to dad’s hairy ass while my other rested his hairy stomach. Shortly after, dad’s thunderous stream died off, and he shook himself off too. He grunted into my mouth as he turned me facing him, our soft swollen dicks colliding before our bodies did. He started backing away, pulling me with him as we left the bathroom and head towards his room.
As we entered the room, dad tossed me on the bed with ease before crawling on top of me. I felt the weight of his big dick against my little nub as dad took my face in his rough hands and kissed me. We made out, grinding our bodies into one another for a while, before we both agreed we were too tired to do anything more.
Dad held me in his arms incessantly we got under the sheets of his bed. He kissed my forehead as I rest on his strong fuzzy pec. He ran his rough hand through my hair continuously. I could hear the beat of his heart in his chest as it rose and fell softly with each breath. We cuddled close and intimate till I eventually fell asleep.
