Gay Erotic Stories

In the four weeks between my last torrid encounter with dad and upcoming spring break, during which he had promised more of the same when I got home, it was difficult for me to concentrate on studies. I relieved a lot of pent up energy by working out at the gym extra hard, and was happy to see my features getting more ripped and toned, and my muscles getting stronger. While flexing in the weight room’s mirror between sets one night, the last guy in the guy there complimented me – a little too much, I think – and I took it to mean he was hitting on me. I was right. When I hurried to shower before the gym closed, he followed me and took a shower near me, and pretended to chat about nothing in particular while slowly and casually lathering his dick and balls, all the while making eye contact with me. When he saw me smile as his dick swelled, he point blank asked me if I would fuck him. I thought this would be a good way to prepare and fantasize about my upcoming spring break romp with dad, who had promised me his gorgeous butt for fucking. So with no one around I spun this guy in the showers around, soaped his tight ass, and eased my dick into his tight hole. Good thing he and I were the only ones around – he moaned loudly, which only excited me even more.

My dick is just a bit shorter than 8” long, straight with a slight curve upwards, and is a fairly consistent girth, nicely rounded and one thick vein running along the top from my crotch. My balls hang low, even when it’s cold, and with my recently shaven crotch, they swung back and slapped under his butt and between his legs with a squishy wet sound as a rammed his hole. The guy in the gym pushed back against me, until his hairy butt nestled against my lower belly. I was real horny so I didn’t last more than a minute or so, and left a flood of come up his ass. While my dick deflated a bit in his ass, the guy jacked his own cock until he spewed against the tile wall. I pulled out, and we both showered, dressed and left – after exchanging phone numbers.

On the Friday before spring break, I had two exams, and then I packed and headed for the airport for an early afternoon flight. By the time I landed and got home, it was around 7:30 pm. The house was dark – did my parents forget I was coming home? I opened the door, and there on the little table in the hall was a note. It read: “Jason, your mom is out of town at the wedding shower and will be back Sunday. [I had forgotten this – dad had mentioned it to me during our last visit]. It’s just you and I until then. Here’s the plan: follow the instructions I have around the house – it’s kind of like a treasure hunt with fringe benefits and a real happy ending. First, leave your things in the hallway, lock the front door, and go to the kitchen and open the freezer.”

Intrigued, I did what he asked. I bolted the front door, left my suitcase at the side of the staircase, and went to the kitchen. I opened the freezer and there was another note: “There’s a chilled glass and a bottle of vodka next to the ice cube bin. Fill the glass with ice, and pour yourself a couple of fingers of vodka. There’s tonic and lemon in the refrigerator – make yourself a vodka-tonic, and take it to the bathroom upstairs.” As the note indicated, I found the glass, the ice, the vodka, and then the tonic and lemon. I made myself a strong vodka-tonic and headed upstairs.

In the bathroom, there was another note: “Enjoy your drink while you clean up andtake a nice, long, hot shower. When you are done, finish your drink, but don’t get dressed, and turn on the little lamp in the hallway near the master bedroom.” So I gulped half of the drink, stripped down, and first took the shower head off the hose, and held the end at my butthole, turned on the warm water, and let a jet of water surge into my hole, and made sure I was cleaned out real well. I did this a few times. After that, I jumped in the shower. I took a hot shower, and steam billowed everywhere. I washed carefully but quickly, and played with my hole a bit, making sure it was nice and clean and ready for fun. The drink had relaxed me as much as the steam, and I noticed that my dick was getting swollen and heavy, and my nut sac was pulling away from my body, and my balls were dangling very low.

I finished up my shower and toweled off. Wrapping the towel around my waist, I slugged back the rest of the drink and went down the hall and turned on the little lamp on the hallway table. There was another note: “I am also showered and cleaned up, and ready for your cock up my butt. But although I enjoy getting fucked, you’re going to have to earn it, so don’t expect me to be a cooperative conquest like your college fuck buddies. Come on in, and let’s see if you’ve got what it takes to tame my butt.”

Just reading that note made my dick stick straight out from under the towel. I dropped the towel on the floor and opened the door to the bedroom. Dad had turned on the two nightstand lights very low. The bed covers were pulled back, the pillows kind of mounded in the middle, and dad was lying face down over the pillows, his meaty ass sticking proudly in the air, with one of his legs bent just a big forward, allowing a glimpse of his asshole and balls. He was dosing a bit, but became wide-awake when I came in. He glanced over his shoulder challenging me, “Come on in, Jason. My ass needs a good fucking. You think you’re man enough to take your old man? If you want it, come and get it – if you can.”

With two bounds I jumped from the door to the bed and landed right on the back of his thighs, straddling him, pressing him into the bed with my upper body and holding his hands down on the bed. He was caught off guard by my quick response and it took a few seconds for him to push back a bit. “So, you think you can just jump me and fuck me? Think again.” And with that he twisted half-way around so that I was sitting on his right hip, but he also had his arms free. We interlocked fingers and each of us tried to gain the upper hand by leveraging body weight and position. After about a minute of this, we were both puffing and straining, and a bit of sweat formed on our skin. Dad was in remarkable shape, and just seeing his chest heave and his biceps flex was a turn on.

“Dad, you’re not trying very hard to resist – either you’re wimping out because you want a good fucking now – or is it that your age is showing?” I teased him. “You little prick. I’ll show you,” he said smiling, and then furiously tried to break my grip and get out from under me. We both started laughing a bit as we wrestled – and it felt great to feel his heaving muscles, powerful thighs, and rounded ass thrashing between my legs. At one point I pinned him to the bed, still half-twisted, so I was lying on one side of his hairy chest, which tickled my own hairless pecs. As I tried to hold him down with a full-body press, my face near the side of his head, and I commenced a rapid kissing and slurping of his neck, ear, and jaw line. This had the effect of making him swoon and moan, and he also stopped fighting back for a split second. But he soon regained his composure and redoubled his efforts.

He finally twisted all the way around on his back, and now I was straddling his waist, and his own rigid fuck pole was sliding around by butt. Dad’s dick is a good 9 inches, with a round head, and thicker in the middle than at the base. It was tempting for me to throw in the towel and just lower myself onto his cock and let him fuck me senseless. But it was my turn to fuck him, and that is what I planned to do.

As a last ditch effort, I squeezed my thighs around his ribcage, and mustered every bit of strength I had (I guess those extra workouts at the gym did help after all) to pin him down once and for all. Dad finally said, “OK, Jason, you win. Take the prize. I need your dick up my butt.” And with that he let go of my hands and let his arms embrace me. I leaned down and we kissed like we were starving. I cradled his head in my hands as we battled tongues and sucked each other’s lips like starving beasts.

After a bit, I moved down around his neck, and he pointed his chin upward and allowed me to lick and nip his neck, eliciting moans of pleasure. I continued down his chest, through the thick chest fur, and alternately attacked each nipple with my mouth, while pinching the other with one hand. My other hand was already hefting his dick and balls, and tugging his nut sac down. My oral attention continued down his flat belly to his mammoth cock, which I only licked gently and briefly. I moved his balls out of the way and licked down to his butt hole, at which point he opened his legs wide and tilted his hips up, giving he access to his butt hole, which he had kept clean shaven after our fun in the hotel room a month before.

I licked and sucked his butt hole, darting my tongue in forcefully and trying to spread the satiny inner folds outward in preparation for fucking. My father draped his legs over my shoulders and sighed as I licked and slurped his fuck hole. I finally sat back on my knees, his legs propped on either side of my chest. I reached over to the night stand, got some lube, and spread some on my rock hard dick, and some on his butt hole, lined up my dick to his ass and said “Here we go!” I leaned over and laid a lip lock on him. I quickly sucked air out of his mouth, which caused his sphincter to open slightly, at which point I pushed steadily into his ass. He rolled his eyes in ecstasy and moaned loudly.

We continued a deep, passionate kiss while I started fucking him, and he wrapped his beefy thighs around my waist. And then he started a slow gyration of his hips, and started squeezing down on my dick with his ass muscles. The sensation was so intensely erotic I also came, but took some deep breaths to calm down a bit.

I eased back again, and turned dad on his left side, so I was only straddling his left leg, with his right leg bent toward his chest and lying on the bed. This gave me perfect access to his ass, and I started fucking him with the speed and raw power that only a 21 year-old college guy has. I moaned as my groin slapped into his hard butt cheek. My dad was thrashing in ecstasy as my dick battered his ass and massaged his prostate. I reached down and twisted his nipples with one hand, and jacked him off or pulled his balls with the other. He twisted and squirmed and starting whispering hoarsely: “Fuck me harder, Jason. Harder.” That made me pick up the pace. I started slicing into his hole by shifting my hips left and right, giving me different angles of penetration into the soft ass tissue, and my dad started pumping his hips back to meet each thrust.

So I turned him on his stomach, spread his legs, and lay on top of him as a continued fucking him. Now his whole butt was bouncing against my lower abs, and he had a better position to push back and clench his butt to make it tighter for me. It was hard to stay in the saddle as his powerful butt muscles bucked me to and fro and I finally had to wrap my left arm around his waist and my right arm over his shoulder and under his left armpit. He howled with pleasure as I pummeled his ass and held onto with all my strength. My fucking became frantic, and I slammed into him with a series of quick strokes, felt my nut sac tightening and the base of my dick spasming, and yelled out that I was coming. I felt my dick head swell in his butt, and with a final fuck stroke that plastered my groin against his ass, my dick embedded way up his ass, I blasted my come deep, deep into his chute in a series of heavy spurts. My dad used exquisite muscle control to milk my spent cock shaft, still oozing come in his ass.

I was so exhausted I just pulled out of him with my dick making an audible “plop” sound, and lay on my back, my head coming to rest over the edge of the mattress and my chest heaving for air as I calmed down. My dad got up, cleaned himself up with towel, and then noticing my odd but convenient position, he walked up to the bed, straddled my head and said, “All that wrestling and fucking must have made you hungry. You need some beef in you. So open up. I’m going to feed you my dick.”

Lying where I was, my head was upside down, right between his muscled thighs, his cock and balls inches from my face. I could gaze along his shaved crotch, up his flat belly, through the thick chest hair, and up to his dancing eyes and mischievous smile looking down at me. I opened my mouth, and he flopped his dick into my mouth. He shoved the whole thing into my hungry mouth. I sucked gently at first, then greedily, and his dick swelled as he jammed it all the way in. His balls were hanging low and covering my eyes with the soft skin of his shaved nut sac. He reached down and started massaging my chest and belly, cupping my dick and balls with his hands and tugging them up and toward my belly.

The position of my head made it easier to blow all of dad’s huge dick, and soon I mastered my gag reflex so that I could take him down all the way. When I had his entire cock embedded in my mouth and throat, I could feel his balls on my face, and the base of his dick crushing my nose practically cut off my air supply. Every time he pinched my nipples, I moaned around his shaft and swallowed, feeling the head of his dick swabbing the back of my throat.

He pulled out of my mouth and helped me get back fully on the bed, lying on my back. He straddled my head again as if he wanted to 69, but first moved up so that his ravaged butthole was right above me. “You worked me pretty hard, Jason. A nice tongue bath would make me feel better.” And with that he lowered his ass on my face, my nose in the crack of his butt and his hole over my mouth. I grabbed each meaty butt cheek and roughly pulled him down tight over my frantic tongue. I licked and kissed his puckered rosebud, tasting sweat and my own come residue. This made my own dick throb painfully.

Sensing this, my father flexed his lower back and kept his ass on my face as he dropped his head to my crotch and with one big gulp, impaled his mouth on my dick. With one hand he pulled and twisted my nut sac, and rolled my balls around in his hand like two walnuts. With his other hand he started fingering my hole, which made me squirm and jam my dick farther into his mouth.

He let my dick fall from his mouth, pushed my balls out of his way, and made for my ass. This pulled his butt away from my face, but allowed me to suck his balls into my mouth and jack his pulsing cock. Meanwhile, he attacked my ass with a fury, slurping and thrusting his tongue up my chute until I was writhing and telling him I needed to come again.

He pulled us on our sides and we continued our blow jobs. We stuffed our aching cocks in each other’s mouth sucked and slobbered, and used our hands to finger butt holes and slap butt cheeks in an attempt to siphon come out of swollen balls. We continued like this for a few minutes, until I couldn’t take it any more, and yelled, “Gonna come!” And my dad yelled, “Me, too!” and within seconds of each other, we blew fountains of come into each other’s mouth. I swallowed as fast as I could, and sucked his dick head like a lemon, pulling every drop out of his cock. My father, sensing my orgasm, opened his mouth wide and deep-throated me, and I shot my spunk directly down his throat. He swallowed hard and tongued my dick as it softened, but it was so sensitive after coming, I had to pull out.

We disentangled ourselves and I crawled up the bed and collapsed in my dad’s arms, my head resting on his furry chest, his heartbeat slowing after our fun, and my top leg draped over his thighs, his drained but still engorged dick nestled under me. He took me in his arms, kissed me on the top of the head, and said, “I hope you aren’t too disappointed, Jason, but your mom’s not coming home until Monday. I’m sure we’ll have plenty to keep up busy for the weekend. I invited Uncle Dan over for dinner tomorrow.” Too tired to ask, but guessing what that might mean, my dick started swelling against my dad’s hip as I drifted to sleep thinking about what the three of us might do on a Saturday evening.

But that’s a topic for my next story: Two on One: Twice the Fun