Gay Erotic Stories

By the time I graduated from high school I was jacking off multiple times each day and had accounts on a dozen internet porn sites. My parents were either clueless or just didn’t care what I saw because they never installed any parental controls on my internet account. From watching all those videos, and jacking off to them, I had learned just about every permutation of gay sex from sucking, fucking, and rimming to the more esoteric varieties. But, I was still a virgin. I had never actually had sex with another person at that point in my life. That all changed one Saturday just after graduation. My parents both had high demand jobs and regularly worked evenings and weekends, in addition to the regular workday hours. One Saturday morning I slept in late, as I usually did, and got up to find the house empty. My mother and father usually went to their respective offices for a half day on Saturday so I didn’t expect them to be home. It was a beautiful day so I went out in the backyard and got comfortable in a lounge chair by the pool. As I took in the rays I put on my headphones and began scrolling on my phone. I naturally ended up a porn site, which naturally led to jacking off. My shorts just got in the way and no one else was at home so I just pulled them off. What I didn’t realize was that my dad came home early that day. I didn’t hear him because of the headphones I had on. From the kitchen he saw me by the pool and came out but I didn’t see him. He approached me from behind and as he got close he could see that I was completely naked, jacking off, and watching a video on my phone of two guys fucking. I don’t know how long he stood behind me watching but at some point I got the sense I was being watched and looked around. That’s when I saw him. I panicked and didn’t know what to do. I dropped the phone and tried to cover myself. Unfortunately, my dick remained hard as a rock. When I turned completely around, I saw that Dad had been watching for more than a second or two because he had his dick out as well and it was hard. He had been jacking along with me. He kept jacking as he came around to the side of my lounge chair. Without saying anything or even thinking about it, I leaned over and took his dickhead in my mouth. He let out a major sigh and dropped his hands to his side. He gave his dick to me and I took more of it into my mouth. I swallowed him entirely and he started slowly pumping in and out. The pace picked up and pretty soon he took hold of my head with a hand on each side and he started to fuck my face. It didn’t take long before he shot deep into my throat. I sucked hard to get every drop of his cum. I had tasted my own cum many many times so I wasn’t surprised about that but it was surprised by the volume of his cum. It filled my mouth and I swallowed more than once. It must have been a while since he shot. When I let his softening dick out of my mouth, he didn’t say anything but smiled at me and took my hand to follow him. He led me back into my own bedroom where he knelt in front of me and took my dick in his mouth. It didn’t take more than a minute or so before I shot a load into his mouth. He swallowed it like a pro. But, rather than get up, he turned me around, spread my cheeks, and starting rimming me. He started pushing my own cum up my hole as a lube. Having watched so many videos, I was familiar with the concept of rimming and knew that guys seemed to appear to like it but I had no idea how good it would feel. It sent waves of intense pleasure through my body. The pleasure was so strong it was almost unbearable. I could not believe the feeling. Every time his tongue raked across my asshole the intensity shot through me. As waves of intense pleasure ran through me it dawned on me that rimming was often the prelude to fucking. Dad was planning to fuck me. I couldn’t wait. I had had his dick in my mouth. Now I wanted it in my ass. I got into a doggie position on the bed as Dad pulled off his pants and shirt. Soon I felt his dickhead touch my asshole and electric shocks ran through me. I desperately wanted his dick and couldn’t wait. He gently pushed back and forth, barely entering and then pulling back. With each forward stroke he went just slightly deeper as he opened me up and pushed his way in. After a dozen strokes or so, he was firmly in my ass. I have to say it hurt like hell, at least at first, but at the same time nothing has ever felt so good and so right. In no time he was pounding my ass like a Saturday night whore. That is the only time I have ever heard my father say the word “fuck” and it was coming out of his every few seconds with every greater urgency. It didn’t take long before he shot a second load deep up my butt. He pounded in deep, let out a loud “fuck,” and froze as his dick pumped in spasms that I could feel in my depth. He collapsed onto my back and wrapped his arms around my chest as his dick softened inside me. He gradually slipped out as my butt muscles forced him out. He continued to hold me tight as we both slowly rolled onto our side spooning together. His chest was against my back, his crotch and slimy dick against my butt, and his legs against my legs. We laid there together as our breathing came back to normal. After a few minutes, he gradually loosened his grip and pulled away to stand up. I didn’t know what to say so I didn’t say anything. Neither did he. He picked up his clothes from the floor and walked out of the room without saying anything. I didn’t know what to think. I was bewildered and tried to make sense of what happened. I didn’t know if it was a one time event, if he hated me for it, if he wanted more, or what. I stayed in my room most of the rest of the day. I jacked off a couple more times savoring the drops of Dad’s cum on my sheets. I finally did come out for dinner and ate pretty much in silence. Mom and Dad were absorbed in their own work conversation. As we were cleaning off the table, Mom mentioned that she was going back to the office for a couple of hours that evening. As she said that, I made fleeting eye contact with Dad and thought (hoped?) I saw him wink at me. I went back to my room and closed the door. When I heard the garage door open and Mom’s car leave, I laid back on the bed. After a few minutes I heard a splash and looked out the window to see Dad in the pool He hardly ever got in the pool and I couldn’t remember the last time he swam alone so this was really unusual for him. As he splashed around, I thought I saw his bare butt. Maybe I just imagined it. But as I watched more it became clear that he was in the pool naked. I took his message. I grabbed a towel and my swimsuit in my hand (just in case I needed it) and headed out to the backyard. When Dad saw me, he gave me a big smile and motioned for me to join him. I jumped in as naked as he was and we played in the water like we were both boys. We jumped on each other, we dunked each other, and we wrestled in the water. Needless to say, we both got hard pretty quickly and made no effort to hide it. Dad was in a corner of the pool trying to catch his breath from all the activity when he motioned me over. As I got close, he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me close. We came face to face and continued to get even closer until our lips met softly and gently. His lips slowly parted and his tongue entered my mouth as mine entered his. We kissed like there was no tomorrow. His arms freely roamed over my naked body. I felt his beard stubble against my face and his hard dick jabbing my abs. I pulled free, turned around and said, “Fuck me Dad, fuck me hard.” It didn’t take a second invitation. I immediately felt his dick against my hole and he pushed in. It hurt like hell again but maybe just a bit less. Ever so quickly the pain turned into bliss and he pounded my ass like he had earlier that day. In no time he dumped a second load up my butt. As he pulled out, I put my head under water and sucked him clean and then kissed him on the mouth. It was then that I got the shock of my life (as if nothing shocking had happened already that day) when he turned his back to me and said, “Now its your turn Eddie. Fuck me hard.” The thought of fucking Dad had never entered my mind, not even in some sweaty fantasy. Sure I had long fantasized about him fucking me but never the other way around. But, given the opportunity I wasn’t about to turn it down. He bent forward slightly with his muscular legs spread and his outstretch arms holding tight onto the edge of the pool. This section of the pool was shallow enough for both of us to stand up. The water came about halfway up my chest. I stood behind him and felt his asscheeks. They were firm and muscular. My fingers moved to his crack and I found his hole. It was tight and puckered. I massaged the tight hole until I could insert a finger and then I finger-fucked him loosening him up. He seemed to enjoy that a great deal. He was certainly moaning and wiggling his butt. He was ready. I positioned my dick against his asshole, held on with a hand on each hip, and rocked back and forth as he had done to me earlier that day. In no time he was open and I had slipped in. The feeling of having my dick inside his ass was overwhelming and completely unexpected. The tightness on my dick and the heat of his butthole were things that I didn’t anticipate. His asshole worked like a cock ring squeezing my dick and making me even harder. Being eighteen and this being my very first fuck, I didn’t last very long at all. After just three or four good strokes in and out I couldn’t hold back and dumped my load into him. It was a shattering climax like nothing I had ever experienced before. It took my breath away and left me absolutely spent. I pulled out and Dad took me in his arms kissing me passionately. Over the next week, Dad fucked me nearly every day and I often returned the favor whenever we had the house to ourselves. He started bringing work home rather than going back to the office in the evenings or weekends. That way when Mom went back to her office, he could take half an hour or so and fuck with me. At the end of the summer he decided to leave the pool open another month. Mom couldn’t understand why. I knew why. Orangebinder@yahoo.com