Gay Erotic Stories

At 24 he was 16 years my junior and if anything I was closer to his dads age.

James like me had been brought up on a rough council estate. He had short blonde hair a lean muscular build and a number of tattoos on his torso and limbs. His face had a hard edged look that was no doubt needed to ensure never being a victim growing up in such surroundings.

“So you where telling me about your old man last time, how did it begin?” I asked

“Dunno mate, just kinda happened. Dad would work night shifts on the train track repairs and arrive home early hours of the morning. I would sometimes get up and see him at 6am sat watching the box wearing just his boxers and drinking beer”

“6am?”

“Yeah I know. I would look at him sat there his chest covered in a mass of dark thick hair and the dark rough stubble on his face. From the right angle I could sometimes see up the leg of his boxers and glimpse his large hairy balls or his cock head that was covered in a thick drooping foreskin. I would imagine getting my tongue up under the hood and exploring the space between that wrinkled hanging skin and his bulbous cock head hidden beneath”

“Sounds well sexy mate”

“Yeah it was. I would dress up in my bedroom in his torn oil stained work jeans, sweat stained musky shirt, fluorescent high vis yellow safety vest, his boxer shorts, sweaty socks and even his scuffed work boots. I would kneel in front of a full length mirror and rub my hard cock as I looked at my reflection wearing his clothes, the scent of his work wear filling my nose. I would fantasies it was him there rubbing his crutch in front of me. His bulging hard cock throbbing against the jeans as I unzipped and stuck my hand inside to explore."

James took a drink of his beer as he stared into empty space his eyes glazed over as if lost in a far off memory.

“Sometimes I would not put on his boxers or socks. Instead I would hold them against my face and inhale the crutch of the boxers or heel of his socks. Deeply sniffing the place where his cock and balls had been pressed all night. Sounds a bit fuckin messed up I bet”, James said snapping out of his trance and looking at me with those big puppy dog eyes of his.

“Not at all my boy”, the word boy or son I had learnt comforted him and with that he continued.

“I would bury my face against his boxers, forcing the rich smelling cotton against my nose and pushing it in my mouth. I would gag on the ripe taste and my breath would become fast and laboured, all the while stroking or squeezing my hard dick and catching my reflection in the mirror, wearing his work clothes and beating off, sniffing my Dads boxers or socks and getting off on it”.

“My fantasies about my Dad happened more and more and I would often wank off thinking about him, especially if I had got glimpses of him naked which would happen now and again. I began to enjoy being naked in front of him too, the thought that he might be looking at me the same way.”

“When my mother would go out I would shower with the bathroom door open or walk around the house naked. Sometimes I would get my cock semi aroused before walking around, keen to show off in front of my Dad. I would leave my bedroom door open and lay naked as I wanked off in the hope that he would catch me and take me in hand. Or I would lay face down on my bed bare assed and imagine stirring some deep desire in him.”

“I remember him walking in my room and talking to me as I lay on my stomach naked my erect cock pressing hard against the mattress. I considered rolling over to show my approval but could not get the courage, scared of a negative reaction or rejection”

“When did things first happen?”

“Not until I was 22. I had already moved out of home. Mum was away the weekend and we had been playing footie with some of his mates from work. We got back to the house our footie kits plastered in mud. Dad said I should shower first so I followed him up to my old room where he was now sleeping alone. We began to strip off. He was in a good mood laughing and joking and as I removed my footie socks I turned to see him already naked his hand rubbing his large balls and cock. It was impossible not to look at his manly figure and fat stubby uncut cock, his big hand gripping and tugging his manhood casually without a care.”

“I removed my shorts aware that my cock was already reacting from the site and as he finished his sentence I made a dash for the shower to conceal my arousal. I stood facing the tiled wall soaping up and within moments heard Dads voice behind me. He was stood pissing into the toilet and as I twisted my head to watch the strong golden stream my cock became fully erect.”

“I watched as he shook the last few drops and then he shook a few more times before giving his cock a firm tug and another shake”

“So anyway my dick was throbbing away like fuckin crazy and I hear him tell me I still had some mud on my thigh and to stay still and he would get it off. I felt his large rough callused hand against my upper thigh and as he rubbed his finger tips nudged the crack of my ass and hole. It was driving me wild and it was all I could do to stop myself groaning. I could feel my leg shaking and quivering with excitement as he continued to rub with a firm pressure against my bare upper thigh and ass.”

“Then he said he thought that was it and I was too terrified to turn around so just twisted my head to look and immediately my attention was drawn to his crutch as his cock stood fully erect. The foreskin had parted at the very tip and exposed his piss slit. Large veins run down the thick shaft. A string of clear pre cum oozed out and hung down suspended from the tip from where it flowed, like a thread of thick syrup it slowly dripped.”

“I grabbed the towel as I stepped out of the shower and began to dry my chest keeping my back to my Dad the whole time. He told me to hand him the towel so he could dry my back. He rubbed the towel against my back and shoulders and as he did I felt the tip of his moist sticky cock nudge against the crack of my ass.”

James paused as he looked me with a look of deep guilt in his eyes

“I began to back my ass ever so slightly to keep his cock head in contact. I wanted him so bad I could not help myself. He continued rubbing my shoulders with the towel and I felt him rubbing his cock against me, pressing his hard cock against the crack of my ass and then I knew he wanted me, or at least wanted some relief from his full balls. He put the towel across my chest and pulled both ends of the towel so that I was pulled against him. I felt the warmth of his body and his hairy chest as his lips touched the back of my neck gently. I felt his rough stubble before I felt his teeth bite me hard. He thrust his swollen cock against my ass as he embraced me tightly.”

“He let the towel fall to the floor and loosened his grip. I turned around and I immediately fell to my knees and engulfed his manhood with my mouth. I felt his salty cock down my throat and his firm hands grabbed the back of my head. I felt dizzy with euphoria as I forced my mouth down his hard throbbing shaft. I gagged and dribbled saliva from my mouth but I did not stop. I moved my mouth up and down Dads meaty cock in a frenzy of passion taking every inch. Hearing Dad’s groans only made me push myself harder, forcing my throat to open up until my lips touched firmly against the base and my nose pressed against his pubic bone.”

My cock throbbed as James told me in detail and I could see from his own cock that he was aroused too.

“He pulled me up to my feet and took me to the bedroom. He pushed me face down on the bed and mounted me the full weight of his body pushing down on me as his cock thrust between my ass cheeks. I could feel and smell his sweat and hear his groans as he rubbed his manhood hard and fast against my crack, the tip of his moist cock occasionally pushing against my puckered hole. He pushed his weight off me for a moment and I heard him spit on to the palm of his hand. I closed my eyes in anticipation fearful and excited about what was going to happen next. To have Dad inside me had been a dream but the reality made me nervous.”

“He was far from gentle as he forced his cock inside me and I pushed my face into the pillow with gritted teeth aware that he had only just begun to penetrate me. There was a sharp agonising pain as I held my breath, my sounds muffled by the pillow that I still pressed my face against. I knew he was in all the way as I felt him remain still with every inch pulsating inside me. I began to breathe heavy and gasp as I tried to fight the pain I felt. I thought he was pulling out but instead he began to pound me hard and fast.”

“I cried as he continued without mercy and I thought I was going to split. The thrusts came hard fast and unrelentless as he took out his built up frustration on my hole. Swearing cursing but also praising me telling me I was a good lad and knew what Dad needed. That is when I felt his hand reach round in front to touch my cock that deceived the pain I felt as it throbbed hard in his hand.”

“Then in an instant the pain turned to pleasure, the tears of agony to tears of ecstasy and I was lost in the moment. I began to say thank you as he pounded me harder and harder, deeper and deeper, his hand groping my rock hard cock.”

I reached over grabbing James by the scruff of the neck pulling him towards me “Get your fucking ass in the bedroom lad” I ordered.

I let go and James jumped to his feet his fully erect cock bobbing up and down as he quickly made his way to the bedroom.

I picked up a condom and lube from the dresser and chucked it at James ordering him to put it on me. I was so horned up and needed to fuck his firm tight ass. James fumbled to open the packet and then slipped the rubber down over my shaft before he added some lube.

I pinned James to the bed face down gripping his wrists behind his back as I penetrated his hole in one long stroke all the way down to the hilt making him take a deep breath inwards and gasping

“Oh fuck yes!”

“Is this how your Daddy fucked you lad?” I asked as I began to pound him down hard into the mattress

“Yes Dad fucked me so hard and made me shake and quiver but I wanted him inside me. I wanted Dad to fuck my ass” “Yeah you enjoyed Dad filling you with his large cock, is that what you had always wanted?”

“Yes, yes I wanted Dads cock so bad.”

“Did you beg your dad for his cock lad”

“Yeah, please fuck me Dad, fuck me hard Dad!”

“Dad fucking his tight sons hole and spilling his hot load in you”

“Fuck yeah Dad!”

Our voices became raised and frantic as we both felt ourselves close to the edge of shooting a load. I pounded his ass as hard as I could and with one hand still holding his hands behind his back my other hand slapped his ass.

“Oh yes Dad” James cried out

I began to tense my muscles and from the way James was shaking and quivering I could tell he was in the process of spilling his own load over the bed.

“Thank you Dad, thank you Dad, oh fuck yeah Dad fuck me fuck me fuck me”

I felt the release of my thick juices into the rubber and finally I collapsed onto James’s sweaty back kissing his neck tenderly

“Thank you Dad” he whispered breathlessly.