When I drove home from my hookup with Scott, my face was still flushed from the ass fucking I took. In the seat of my pants, there was a pocket of heat swirling around and emitting a rich aroma that seemed to be permeating my jeans. My rock hard erection was still tingling in the aftermath of the major rear end service he'd administered, and my bangs were still damp with sweat.
When I pulled up, dad was home and working under the hood of his car in the driveway. I parked on the street and his face lit up with a smile when he spotted me. I got out of my car with my hands in my pockets, my face beet red from the anal workout I'd enjoyed so much, and with embarrassment because I was in a state of wreck. Still, I walked his way and smiled back at him.
“Hey dad,” I said, my voice still husky after my romp.
“Hey son,” he answered, then he held his arm out for me to step into his embrace.
I gave in and let him take me in with his arm, cooing a little as he wrapped it around my shoulder and gave me a squeeze.
“How was your day, buddy?” he asked, then I saw his nose working by my face. I didn't know what to say and looked away deceptively, prompting him to give me another squeeze and ask, “Do you need to get inside?”
“Yeah,” I said in a small voice.
“That's fine, son,” he said softly, and I made a beeline for the shower.
After my shower, I donned a pair of clean undies and plopped down in bed face first so I could rest on my forearms and doom-scroll on my phone. I was checking out all the hot feeds of guys fucking and wishing I had the courage to post my own clips for the world to see. Eventually, the afterglow of my late afternoon romp lulled me into a deep sleep.
When I woke up, it was because I felt my bed dip and a familiar touch on my back. I blinked a few times as dad's warm palm ran up and down my spinal column. That's when I noticed it was dark outside and dad had turned on my bedside lamp.
“Hey kiddo,” he said softly, and I gave him a sleepy smile. “You gonna make it to the table for dinner?”
“Yeah,” I answered groggily, resting my head back down on my pillow. “What time is it?”
“It's almost 6:30,” dad told me, then he gently nudged me over so he could lay beside me. I rolled onto my side to give him room to lay down. When we were side by side, he wrapped me in a hug and I immediately snuggled into his chest with my knees tucked into my tummy. “You were sleeping so hard, babe.”
“Sorry about that,” I yawned, then he kissed me on the cheek. Immediately, I felt the deepest part of my ass tingle.
“You were up early this morning, weren't you?” he remarked, brushing my bangs away from my brow and combing my hair with his fingers. When I nodded, he revealed, “I saw an alert on my phone that you went out before me and mom woke up.”
This time I blushed, but I still nodded.
“Did you go for a run?” he asked, and stupidly, I shook my head no. Instead of demanding more information, he used his thumbs to wipe the sleep from the corners of my eyes and said, “Thank you for being honest, son.”
“Are you pissed?” I asked, and dad exhaled.
“No, buddy,” he assured me, then he let his finger trace over my pride bracelet. “I know my boy's got a lot going on in his life. Maybe we can talk about it sometime if you ever feel up to it.”
I picked my head up from his chest and smiled at him, then in a shy voice I said, “Thanks.”
“Give me a kiss, Kyle” he said, then he puckered his lips and brought them down to my face.
I puckered up and pressed my lips to his, feeling my ass shiver hard as soon as they made contact. Dad gently caressed my cheek and held our kiss in tact for what felt like 30 seconds or more, adding suction the whole time. My body felt like it was catching fire and my quivering boy pussy got hot and moist in anticipation of what I wanted to happen. I tightened my arms around dad's torso and arched my back to present my hungry bubble butt to him. It was almost instinctive, but also in the hopes that he'd catch on to my mating signal.
When our lips parted, I blushed hard but dad wasn't phased. He smiled and gave me a wink, then he said, “I reckon you've been doing a lot of kissing lately.”
“Not as much as I want,” I admitted, my face flushing with embarrassment.
“Oh no?” he said with a hint of surprise in his voice. When I shook my head no, he said, “I would've thought you had a line of suitors a mile long.”
“I wish,” I sighed forlornly. “Maybe once I get my braces off.”
“Don't sell yourself short, buddy,” dad said, then his hand roamed down my back and he gave my trembling bubble butt a firm squeeze. “You're a beautiful boy, and anyone would be lucky to have you calling on them.”
“Thanks dad,” I said, my voice breaking with desire as my asshole bloomed under the spell of his touch.
With that, we stayed silent and dad gently petted my face with one hand while he rubbed my back with the other. The smell of mom's cooking eventually drifted into my nose and I knew we'd have to break it up, but I wanted to let dad dote on me for as long as possible. So I stayed where I was, safe in his arms while I contemplated what was happening. I wondered if the time was right to officially come out to him, or if I should let him take the lead. Or if maybe it was just a dumb idea and I was reading too much into our interaction.
There was only one way to find out.
Dad kissed me on the end of my nose and said, “Put a shirt on and come to the table, okay?”
“Yes sir,” I said obediently, then he ended our cuddle session by getting up and walking to the door.
I knew it was now or never. So with all the courage I had inside me, I blurted out, “Dad?”
“Yeah kiddo?”
Sitting up in my bed, I planted my palms on the bedspread and nervously looked up at him. My tummy was swirling with butterflies and my thighs were burning with fear. Then a wave of anxiety washed over me. Dad looked at me with a furrowed brow and worry in his eyes, as if he knew something was tormenting me. He blinked a few times and his expression softened, almost as if he were trying to communicate that I could say it.
Taking a deep gulp, I finally said, “I just want to tell you I love you.”
His worried look melted into a smile and he walked over to the bed. He wrapped me in a long, tight hug while he rubbed my back with his comforting touch. With a soft whisper, he said, “I love you too, babe.”
When we broke our hug, I saw mom leaning against my doorjamb. She had her arms crossed and she was grinning at us with affectionate eyes.
“Everything okay?” mom asked, and I nodded. “Dinner's on the table.”
With that, I got up and put a shirt on so I could join them in the dining room for supper.
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Shortly after supper, I got tapped by a faceless profile on Grindr. When I messaged him, he said him and his son were looking for a cum dump to use for the evening. Then he added that his 19 year old grandson might join in, too.
In a flash, I was lubed up and on my way to the sketchiest house I'd ever been to in my life. When I arrived, the smell of cat pee rolled into my nose as soon as I got out of my car. It only grew stronger as I approached the house. My host was waiting on the front porch for me, and as I ascended the steps, I noticed that he was missing most of his teeth.
When he ushered me inside, I was greeted by the site of a shirtless 40-something with a beer belly sitting on the sofa beside a cute upperclassman that I remembered from high school. His name was Chance, but everyone called him Beefy for some reason. I never asked why, I just went along with it. I always thought he was cute, but never thought he was into guys. He graduated a year before me and always seemed to be invisible in the hallways of our high school.
We made eye contact and he blushed. Maybe out of embarrassment, or maybe because I was giving him a flirty smile over my shoulder as his grandpa led me down the hallway. When he hid his face in the crook of his dad's neck, I felt my asshole quiver with need and hoped he'd be joining in.
The bedroom was a sight to behold. It was littered with beer cans, full ashtrays and empty bottles of cheap vodka. His bed was a train wreck, too. The blankets were bunched up at the headboard, and half of the fitted sheet had come loose before he ushered me to his room. But I paid it no mind as I dropped my pants for anal sex with this senior citizen, his son and his hot grandson.
“You sure about this, kid?” the gruff old man asked, and I nodded eagerly as I claimed a spot on the bed. “Once I put it in, I don't think I'll be able to take it out until I finish.”
“That's what I want,” I assured him, pulling my legs all the way back to present my asshole for fucking. His face lit up when he set his eyes on my wrecked boypussy, then he gave me one more questioning look. I used my sphincter muscles to push, making my anal lips pooch out as the sharp smell of his mattress wafted into my nose.
He licked his lips.
Then a casual shrug, the old man saddled up to splayed crevice. He placed the head of his slender 5 incher up to my hungry entrance and slipped in, then he sighed with a smile while I beamed with joy.
“Your ass is so hot and silky, kid,” he said, his gravelly voice a perfect match for his cluttered facial hair and the aroma of booze that was pouring off of his breath.
When he was buried all the way up my ass, he gave me a tender smile and petted my face. I could tell he wanted to kiss me, so I returned his tender look, then puckered my lips. For my efforts, I was treated to a wet kiss with a lot of tongue. I moaned passionately into his mouth while he ground his pelvis into my ass cheeks and taint, then I wrapped my arms around his neck. While I was still enjoying his kiss, he started to move his hips. Almost as soon as he started to thrust, he froze and I knew he was breeding me. We broke our kiss and he pulled out, then he called out, “Matt! It's your turn!”
I looked to the opened door just in time to see his son walk into the room with no clothes on. The old man stepped back while I held my legs in place for his son to take his turn. My anus was winking and the dense aroma of anal intercourse filled the room, overtaking the stink of the dirty mattress. Matt slipped his similarly sized rod up my butt and rabbit fucked me for less than a minute before breeding me. His strokes felt incredible, and I found myself wishing he'd last a little longer. Still, I was grateful for the sex, and the load he'd planted inside me.
Before he pulled out, my cute 19 year old classmate walked in and I was smitten. As he made his approach, I took the time to check him out. His body was similar to mine. Not exactly fat, but not fit, either. Like me, he had low muscle tone and a layer of baby fat that gave his tummy a slight pouch. His torso was smooth, but his legs and thighs were covered in a thick mane of hair that seemed to spread from his pubic patch. His dick was intriguing – it was about 5 inches, just like his daddy's and his grandpa's. But it was almost cone-like in its shape. It was thick at the base, but more narrow near the tip. Still, it was a bulbous cock that I was excited to feel inside me. As I sized it up, my hungry asshole gave his daddy's resting cock a squeeze in anticipation of receiving the yummy looking treat.
Matt pulled out and Chance looked down at me, chewing on his forefinger as if he weren't sure about what we were about to do.
“You don't have to do this, buddy,” Matt assured him, and I saw the doubt in my conquest's eyes. “It's up to you, okay?”
This seemed to give the cutie all the assurance he needed. With pensive but determined eyes, he brought his knees to the mattress and prepared to take my slutty rear end for a spin.
Before he entered me, he crawled between my legs and ran his hands up and down my torso. He slipped them under my shirt and toyed with my nipples, then he leaned down and aggressively French kissed me.
“Fuck, I wish we could have done this a long time ago,” he hissed when we broke our kiss.
“Me too,” I sang, letting my eyes roam his body.
With that, he picked my legs up and lined up to my hungry entrance while I gazed up at him through enchanted eyes. I felt the tip of his stubby boner press up to my eager hole, then he popped in and I sighed with relief. He had a panicked look on his face as he rested inside me, so I reached up and caressed his cheek to reassure him. His dad and grandpa both rubbed his back, then Matt told him, “You're doing fine, buddy.”
“Thanks dad,” he sighed, then he looked down at me with embarrassed eyes and I wondered if I was his first bottom.
When he started to move his hips, I moaned lasciviously and his look of panic gave way to an expression of frantic pleasure. I could see the change washing over him with every thrust he fed me, and I thought it was cute. His expression went from unsure to mildly confident, then it morphed into a look of “Oh crap, I'm about to cum.”
And then he did. His hips never changed tempo as he worked them back and forth, but at some point he stopped thrusting and he let out a labored grunt as he loaded my boy pussy up with another load of cum. I let out another sensual moan as his teen rod erupted inside me and knew I wanted to come back and see him for another lay.
When the cutie pulled out, I sat up and sucked all three of them clean with a naughty smile while my boner stood at attention. I was sure to spend a little more time worshiping Chance's package than the others. I licked up and down his rod a few times, then I trapped his sweaty, musky ballsack in my mouth and gave it a sensual sucking while I bathed it with my tongue. The stink of my used asshole was rich in my nose, putting me in the mood for something a little more primal.
So I cast my horny gaze up at my cute lover's face and took him by the hips, steering him so he was facing away from me. When his plump bubble butt was in my face, I used my hands to part his buns and took stock of his moist pucker. Like me, he had a long, oval shaped asshole with a permanent gape. As I took it in, a powerful wave of anal aroma rolled into my nose and my body shivered with lust. I leaned in and took a deep, decadent whiff before latching on with my mouth so I could eat him out.
The sweet skin around the perimeter of his pucker was intoxicating, sending me into a frenzy as I ate his ass with horny moans of desire. I pulled off long enough to give the lips of his poop chute a firm rubdown with my fingertips, then I moved in for another taste with my tongue while he panted and moaned with pleasure. The hairs that lined his crevice and littered his anus seemed to be holding onto the rich scent of his most private area, adding to the sinful aura of my delicious feast.
When I finally abandoned the rim job, Chance's dick was rock hard and dripping with precum. So I hastily got on my hands and knees, presenting my hungry rear end for fucking. He got behind me and clumsily lined his dick up to my aching hole. When he slipped it in, he held onto my waist and treated me to a forceful ass fucking that brought me nothing but joy until he nutted inside me again.
When he pulled out, I watched him collapse on the bed between his dad and grandpa. They immediately doted on him while I stayed between his legs and sucked his package clean, hissing with lust the entire time.
Before I left, I initiated a final makeout session with the old man on the bed and made another play for his cock. When it didn't stiffen, I treated myself to a feast at his backdoor, eating his swampy ass while Matt and Chance watched the show and madeout with each other.
My elderly stud's rear end was hot, sweaty, and littered with black and gray hairs. The sharp aroma was powerful, and quite pleasant as it rolled into my nose in odorous waves. It tasted sinful as I greedily tongued and sucked on his stink laden pucker.
When it was time to wrap up, I ended my tasty feast and kissed my senior beau goodbye. With hot sperm running out of my winking hole, I got his number and enjoyed another deep French kiss with him. When our tongues disengaged, I locked lips with Matt and was treated to a mouthful of wet, delicious tongue.
We broke our kiss and I turned my attention to Chance. We cuddled on the bed and French kissed while I fondled his hard package. In the middle of our romantic moment, his cock jerked and he moaned hotly in my mouth while a modest rope of sperm glanced off my forearm. When we broke our kiss, I smiled affectionately at him and slurped his seed up before putting my pants on with a contented sigh.
