When I got home from my morning cock date, I could smell coffee brewing and figured mom was up. So I stealthily made my way to my room and laid in bed, letting the afterglow of my delicious session with Scott radiate from my body. After a few minutes, I stripped down to nothing and reached under my pillow to fetch my dildo.
I slipped the yummy phallus up my already pleasured ass and stirred it around, letting its tip grind against the walls of my hungry, insatiable poop chute while I listened to the moist crackle of anal friction.
Unable to resist the urge, I stood on my knees and let the base come to rest against my sheets. Then I rode it up and down while Scott's load seeped around the base and leaked onto my bed linens. I felt myself climbing the hill of anal repletion all over again and knew what was coming. The flashes of heat in my groin and the tingling of my hard on were the first sign. The pangs of vinegar strokes washing over my body were the next sign. The constricting rhythm of my rectal walls around my plastic lover matched the mounting pleasure in my body until finally, I gripped my blanket with both hands and moaned softly. The rapid onset of anal relief poured over me and I achieved a bottom's ultimate pleasure for the second time that morning.
I let my naked frame come to rest and settled my ass on the bed, sitting cowgirl style with my dildo still lodged in my ass. I could feel it chaotically shifting on its own from the contractions of my rectal muscles. I let out a deep sigh and then I heard my bedroom door open. I looked over my shoulder and met my dad's panicked eyes, then he shut the door and said, “I'm sorry son” through the wall before walking away in a haste.
My sexuality is an open secret in the house. Mom and dad figured out I was gay a long, long time ago. Probably the first time I smiled at the sight of a cute boy on TV and sighed, “He's cute.” Or maybe it was when I adorned my walls with posters of body builders and shirtless football players instead of girls in bikinis. Or maybe it was when I bought a pride bracelet at the gas station and casually started wearing it everywhere I went.
The other not-so-secret fact my parents know is that I like it in the ass. Outwardly, I present as a more masculine guy. I work on cars and build things in the garage with dad. I love to watch football and even have a fantasy football league. I'm not exactly tall or athletic. I'm 5' 6” tall and weigh 150 pounds. Most of my mass is in my bubble butt, but I have a thin layer of baby fat and a pudgy tummy that makes most guys call me a cub versus a twink.
But I couldn't keep my bottom energy contained long enough to keep it from mom and dad. Case in point, my dildo.
I'd ordered it from an online shop as soon as I was old enough, then kept an eye out for it. It's a rainbow colored dildo with 7 insertable inches, and it never fails to make me moan when I ride it. I kept checking the tracking information on the site to make sure I was home when the package arrived. The last thing I wanted was for mom or dad to intercept it and find out I'd ordered a dildo so I could fuck myself in the ass.
But as fate would have it, things went downhill in a hurry. Not only was I not home when it arrived, but it was also delivered to the house across the street. I was home when Mrs. Anderson brought the package over, but my dad answered the door and took it from her while I internally melted down. Then, without even bothering to see who it was addressed to, he opened the box while I stood frozen in fear. He blinked when he saw what it was, then our eyes met and it felt like we were both trapped in the moment. Then, without another word, he handed me the box and I made a beeline for my room, cringing the whole way.
Realizing I had a new mess to clean up, I put my undies on and slipped into a long night shirt, then I opened my door. Dad was across the hall in my parents' room, sitting on the bed with a stunned look. When he saw me in the doorway, he gave me a warm smile.
“Hey,” I said, feeling my cheeks heat up with shame. “Sorry about that.”
“It's not your fault, buddy,” dad said, sighing with resignation. “I just wanted to make sure you didn't sleep through your alarm. I guess I need to knock from now on.”
“Yeah,” I answered bashfully, then I sat beside him and leaned into his shoulder. “I usually wait until you and mom are gone.”
He kissed me on the side of the head and told me, “I should have known better. Your door was opened when I tucked you in last night.”
“You tucked me in?” I asked in a small voice while he rubbed my back. When he nodded, I said, “Thanks.”
“You were dead to the world, so I got you to your room and helped you out of your pants,” he told me, and I felt a confusing tremble in my ass. “I guess I should have let you camp out in the living room instead, but mom wanted you to sleep in your bed.”
“I'm glad you did it,” I smiled.
“Me too, babe,” he said. “A few years ago I would have carried you to your room, but your old man isn't as strong as he used to be.”
I gave his bicep a squeeze and said, “It feels nice and strong, dad.”
“Thanks buddy,” he said, then he gave me a strong squeeze around my shoulders. He put his nose up to my face and gave me a whiff, then he made a face and said, “Make sure you hit the shower this morning.”
With a wry smile, I nodded obediently and went back across the hall to find something to wear for the day before I hopped in the shower.
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Luckily, I only had a half day at welding school. When I got home, it was just after 1:15 in the afternoon and I was back in the mood. I'm surrounded by hot guys all day at school, and the masculine energy causes my rear end to be hyper-aroused. So as soon as I had the chance, I hopped on Grindr to look for a top to quench my thirst. At first, I found myself awash in a sea of other horny bottoms looking for a mid-day fuck. But about 10 minutes after I opened the app, I added some pics of my ass in a pair of denim cutoffs to my gallery and got hit up by a stud who called himself Ass Splitter 69. I looked at his gallery and found myself drooling over his mammoth prick. I had to see what all the fuss was about and sent him a message.
Throwing caution to the wind, I lost my pants and undies ASAP and fingered another glob of Vaseline into my hungry asshole. When my stud arrived, I watched him park through the front window. Then, wearing nothing but a light blue tee, I opened the front door and smiled at him. He gave me a lecherous grin and licked his lips, then he walked in and I shut the door.
“Fuck, this is hot,” he exclaimed as I led him to the couch.
“I need to get fucked badly,” I explained, then I crawled onto the cushion on my hands and knees so I could present my bare ass for fucking. I arched my back and held onto the backrest while he blinked in near disbelief. I gave my hips a sensual stir while he opened his fly, then his dick sprang free and a errant strand of precum splashed against my ass cheeks. He watched me grind my hips around and let me finish my dance of desire, then he slipped his finger into my crevice and found the Vaseline I'd put there.
With a knowing smile, he lined up to my hungry hole and breeched its entrance.
By this point, I was so turned on that I could barely stand it. My horny ass greedily swallowed his prick, catching him off guard and startling him a little. When he regrouped, he gave me a determined look and an affirmative nod, then he rested his hands on my hips and slowly started to thrust.
As soon as his big dick started to move back and forth along the lining of my anus, I knew why he called himself Ass Splitter on Grindr. His dick was sawing along my rectal walls, gaping it and making it sing with carnal delight while I moaned with guttural notes. Flashes of heat were glancing off of my face while my hard dick danced in unison with his cock strokes.
“Oh my God!” I called out as my heart raced and my pleasure soared. Then through breathless panting, I mouthed, “It's so big” over and over again.
“Oh yeah?” my stud asked in an amused tone, and I frantically nodded in the affirmative. “Does it feel good?”
“So good!” I hissed, then he sped his thrusts and I knew he was about to nut inside me. Letting my head fall back over my left shoulder, I cooed, “It's the best ever.”
I saw his eyebrows go up and his forehead furrowed, then he let out a long, deep moan and cried out, “Oh fuck! Oh fuck!”
Then he buried his dick up my ass with so much force that it drove me forward, pinning my torso against the backrest of the couch and my cheek against the wall as he got off up my ass. His fingertips were digging into my hips and his hairy crotch was smashed against my upturned ass cheeks, and I knew I was a conquered bottom.
When his orgasm was finished, he pulled out and I scrambled to my knees so I could suck him clean. My eyes were glistening with joy as I gazed up at him and grinned around a mouthful of cock. With a tender hand, I combed through his maze of pubic hair and inhaled the powerful musk that was pouring into my nose from his crotch. I used my other hand to caress the inside of his thigh, hoping to send the message that I wanted him to treat me to another ride on his booty pleaser.
“How was that, cutie?” he asked me. Without pulling off of his dick, I moaned and gave my hips a sensual roll to let him know how much I loved it. “It was that good, huh?”
I swallowed his dick until my lips were wrapped around the thick base, then I nodded with my nose buried in his pubic bush.
Finally, he pulled me off and I obediently complied. Before he could put his dick away, I leaned forward and gave the tip a grateful kiss. I stood on shaky legs and turned to face away from him, then I reached back and spread my ass cheeks so I could show him my winking, cum sopped asshole. He reached out and caressed my face while I gave him a needy whimper, and he knew what I wanted.
“You wanting another fuck, kid?” he asked me, and I anxiously nodded. Giving me a knowing smile, he acquiesced with a nod and I hastily re-assumed the position so he could service me a second time with his Ass Splitter.
