Gay Erotic Stories

It’s rare that you find yourself in charge of a comfortably bound stud, who has broad shoulders, a tapered waist, a furry chest, muscular legs, and a wildly flopping dick over a nice ball sac. It’s even more rare when that bound stud is your father.

After an initially anonymous encounter in a gay sauna with him near where I attended college, which was topic of a prior story, dad and I continued exploring our lust for each other. Things took an odd turn one weekend and I ended up bound with shaved pubes, a spanked butt, a ravaged hole leaking come, and an aching desire for much more sex with dad. When he unbound me and we snuggled for a nap, I waited for him to drift to sleep before using the same padded cuffs on him. He awoke with a start – and complete surprise.

So here’s my 45 year-old bisexual dad, muscled and bound, struggling helplessly against the cuffs attached to the four corners of the hotel bed. He was a bit annoyed, and, from his dick’s swelling, a bit aroused, too. “Jason, get these things off of me!” he commanded. I just smiled and said, “Remember after you had your fun, you said it would be time to take care of me? Now is that time. But I’m in charge now. Relax. You’ll be begging for more when I’m done with you.”

Dad was not amused.

Hefting my now very smooth dick and balls, and swinging them in his face, I said, “After your handiwork on me, I thought it might be fun if we were ‘twins’ – don’t you?”

Dad’s eyes popped open wide. “What? WHAT? Don’t you dare! What am I supposed to tell your mother next time I’m with her in bed? Or if one of the guys notices when I’m showering at the gym?” I replied, “You can just say you thought cleaning out the shrubbery would be an interesting change to your private life.”

He pulled in vain against the cuffs and sputtered at me. I laughed, and repeated the ritual he had performed on me: using the electric body razor, I first trimmed his thick pubes, and then I used the close razor attachment to completely denude his pubic area. While working on his dick, it started to twitch in my hand, swelling a bit. I leaned over and ran my tongue up and down the length of his shaft, and sucked the head, eliciting a deep moan from him. “For all your earlier protesting, you seem to be enjoying this.”

I continued on his ball sac, gently massaging his balls as I carefully removed the hair. I heard him moan again. I then shaved around his crotch and the speed strip between his balls and ass. Finally, I took a warm, wet washcloth and wiped him down. When he looked down at his smooth private area, he was first awed and angered but then – his dick started growing hard. “You like?” I asked. “Well, it’s different – but I am still your father and you are in big trouble, young man.” I just laughed, “And what exactly are you going to do about it?” He just squirmed.

I had an idea.

I got some lotion and massaged his body, from his tensed shoulders, down the plates of his hairy pecs, gently caressing and teasing his nipples until he squirmed and moaned with pleasure and his cock started bouncing against his abs. I continued the massage down his sides and hips, avoiding his crotch, and massaged each leg, running the tips of my fingers in the crease of his upper thigh under his ball sac, which flowed across my hand and made his rock-hard dick ooze pre-come on his navel.

Surveying my handiwork, and seeing the lust in his eyes, I straddled his hips and thumped my own hard dick on his lower belly. The feel of his smooth pubic area on my shaved butt was electric. “Well, it’s time to take care of me,” I said, and started slowly jacking my dick, and letting my dad’s enormous cock slide between my butt cheeks. He kept trying to twist his hips hoping to impale me on his dick, but I kept him away from my hole – for now. He started whimpering and asking me to sit on his dick. I just smiled and get jacking my dick inches from his face.

I was so worked up from his earlier ravaging of my butt that it didn’t take long for me to reach the point of no return. Hunching forward, I let out a yell and aimed my piss slit at his mouth, and blasted 4 ropes of come into it. My dad moaned and slurped, and lifted his head enough to suck the head of my dick into his mouth, swirling his tongue around to clean the come off. “That’s enough for starters,” I said between gasps of air. “I’d rather have your arms around me when you’re slamming your shaved dick into my shaved ass. Think you’re up for it, big guy?”

“You bet,” he said, but we both need a shower first.” So I released the cuffs and we dashed to walk-in shower, large enough for 4 people. “Let's sure we’re both squeaky clean, and then we’ll let the real fun begin.”

But that’s a topic for my next story: Squeaky Clean.