Growing up, my brothers and sister were raised that gay sex was wrong, that two guys should never have sex with one another, yet we were also taught that we should accept everyone, gay or not. With that in note, that's how I raised my kids. Being the eldest of 5, we were all surprised when my baby brother, who just turned 32, came out as gay. We accepted him and his choice even if we didn't agree on it. I never had looked at gay porn nor thought about it until one fateful night.
My wife had gone to the hospital for a broken hip, a result of a drunk driver side swipping her during a rain storm, leaving my youngest son and I alone while she recovered. My son just turned 18, had the luck with the ladies and I was ecstatic, until he attended a party with some supposed friends and was ridiculed by everyone. He went into a dark room, thinking there was a cheerleader he had a crush on, waiting for him, unbeknownst to him it was a setup and while receiving a blowjob, his quote unquote friends burst in and revealed a guy sucking his cock. Ashamed, he hid at home. I feel bad for the kid, he's a good looking boy, 5'5", slim, smooth, has his mother's perky small ass and her build, only thing he got from me was my eyes, nose and cock size, almost. He's about 7.5-8" when hard, only knowing as I've seen him walk around nude on occasion.
As for me, I'm pushing 40, 6'3", broad yet fit body, smooth from the ears down sprouting a juicy 9" cock. My wife loved it since high school, sucking it, taking as much as she can in her pussy and all of it in her ass. We had our first kid when she was 16 and had 2 more. Luckily, our two eldest got scholarships and were off at college thus why I was alone with the youngest. It had been 2 weeks since my son was ridiculed and about a couple months since I last made love to my wife. Our last visit to her in the hospital, we were informed she would have to remain in the hospital and a recovery home for at least 6 months, which did not make my balls happy.
Over the days, I found myself masturbating more and more, some days I'm able to cum, others not at all. Most of the time I did jerk off, or at least try, I did so when my son was asleep, though he would stand in the shadows, watching, stroking himself. This went on for at least 2 months until our power got shut off due to a major storm and we were forced to share a bed. Unhappy as I had hoped to try to jerk off, we laid in the king sized bed that I shared with his mother, me in shorts and him in shorts and muscle shirt.
First couple days went by, long but it happened. By the third day, I felt the tension and pressure in my loins and found myself waking up around 2 am, my raging hard bulge pressed firmly against my sons ass, slowly humping against him and him pushing back just the same. I quickly rolled over and tried to think other thoughts, try to get my cock to go down. As I laid there, I heard him shuffle a bit then ask "dad, I know sex with another man is wrong but, ive been thinking. That guy did suck my cock better than any woman and your cock kinda did feel really good against me. I'm sure you're pent up, would it be so wrong to release your tension while seeing if I actually enjoy sex with another man? Hoping you don't hate me for speaking of such an act."
I laid there for a little more, even as I heard him settle down. No, it's wrong, he's my son, I made him, plus 2 guys shouldn't have sex, but yet here I lay, horny and stroking off doesn't work. I finally give in to my sexual needs and roll over, pressing back against my own sons ass, wrapping my arm around him and holding him close as we spend the next 45 minutes dry humping, rubbing his nipples. Right as I was about to give up, he asks to suck me and I lay back as he pushes the covers off, slow removing my shorts just as my 9" cock smacks him in the face.
Gobsmacked by my size, I can see a slight look of lust and hunger in his eyes as he wraps his hand around me, slowly stroking me, licking my tip and around the helmet, for a boy who isn't gay, he knows how to tease. He tastes my precum ooze out before slowly swallowing my cock, bobbing up and down, taking more and more slowly. I don't know what to say or how to act so I let him take full control, even when I hear him take a breath and swallow my entire cock, even my wife can't do that. As his chin presses against my heavy sack, fully buried in his throat, I grunt behind clenched teeth as I feed him a massive load. I feel him back off a bit, keeping my cock between his lips as he swallows every drop, cleaning my tip before going back to sleep.
I lay there, staring at the ceiling, relieved, yet my head spins. What just happened? This is supposed to be wrong yet it was amazing. My own son gave me one of the best blowjobs and it was from a guy. My cock started to rise again but sleep overtook me, dreaming of what fate has in store for me, for us. I dreamed of when I first fucked my wife, in the backseat of her dads old mustang on a towel as to not make a mess. The dream was so intense, I felt myself cumming. When I woke up, I saw my cock was semi-hard, some cum dribbling out the tip and yet no mess, and my son was gone. Did he suck me off again?
After realizing what happened last night and this morning, I slowly roll out of bed and take a semi-hot shower. Once dressed, I head to the living room to find my son in clean, fresh clothes making breakfast, never occurred to me the power was back on until that moment. Thinking it was a one time thing, he'd finally be back in his own bed, I went about the day trying not to think about what we had done, figuring I'd not speak of it again.
After getting home from work, I find my son had brought home dinner. Happy that it would be a relaxed night, I happily engulfed the food followed by a couple beers. We sat on the couch afterwards to watch a football game, trying to not look at my son, and vice versa. I felt guilty on so many levels yet I didn't, I felt, horny. After the game, I head to the bathroom attached to the master bedroom to shower before bed. When I came out, I found my son in bed, his back to me.
"With the power back on, don't you think you should sleep in your own bed?" Though true, I'm kinda happy he's in my bed again, possibly another blowjob would be nice, but blowjobs are pleasing to a point, fucking is better.
He rolls halfway over and looks at me with the same cute yet saddened look his mother has given to me and replies, "yeah but with mom not here, it feels empty and lonely, I'd feel alot better if I could sleep with you till she returns." Taking a deep breath, feeling the same emptiness, I sit on the bed in just shorts and agree to let him sleep with me till her return. Laying back, thinking about the act we committed last night, hearing his slow soft breathing as he slept, I finally drift off to sleep.
I awaken for some reason, possibly my aching cock in my shorts being a tad uncomfortable, and find myself spooning my son again. Closing my eyes, trying to think about my wife as I slowly hump against him, I realize two things. One, he's pushing back, two, he has on a tshirt and a jockstrap. Why a jockstrap? As I wonder what is happening, my cock and body take control as I push my shorts off and allow my cock to meet against his soft flesh. Pulling him closer, I smell the faint aroma of my wife's perfume and lotion, my cock throbbing harder.
"Daddy, I'm sorry about last night. I know it was wrong yet, it felt amazing. I enjoyed sucking you off last night and this morning, your cum tasted very good." Turning himself to me, our eyes locked even in the dark. "I tried to move past it, tried to not think about it. But you have a beautiful cock and I had been watching gay porn since the party and I had thought about it since then. I debated on anal sex until today and I want to lose my cherry. I was hoping you'd be my first, that's why I put on mom's perfume and lotion, so you can think about her instead of realizing who you're fucking. I can leave if you'd want me to, I know it's wrong." Before putting his face in my chest.
Staring into the darkness, holding my son close, caressing his back. The longer we lay there, the hornier I get. Smelling her aroma, feeling the warmth of his body, sliding my hand down and caressing his ass. Closing my eyes, cursing myself, and before long, without a word, I tilt his head up and kiss my own son on the lips. First a soft peck then a delayed peck to a slow, sensual tongue wrestle. As we kiss, I help him remove his shirt before rolling him onto his back, legs spread, humping my cock against his soft bare ass.
I hate to admit it but I had spied in some gay porn myself earlier that day and took note of some of what I saw. Also realizing some of the best videos were older men topping younger guys, even role-playing as father son. Yet here we are, actual father and son about to have sex. I move from his lips to his neck, down his chest to his nipples, hearing him moan as I lick and play with his sensitive nipples. I continue my way down and slowly lift his ass and legs, smelling her aroma waft from his ass.
Taking a deep breath and building up some courage, I lean in and lick his hole. For years I ate my wife's pussy, never her asshole, so a bit strange for me to do what I'm doing yet it feels natural. I hear him moan and whimper as I continue to lick his hole, up and down, round in circles. I feel one hand on my head as he grips the sheets with the other, "yes daddy, eat my hole, don't stop."
I continue licking his hole until my jaw gets tired and I get too horny. Noticing my cock has oozed alot of precum, I smear it on my cock, using it as lube as he holds his legs up, offering himself to me. "Son, we do this, there is no turning back. We are two guys who had sex, and if it's enjoyable for us both, we do this until mom gets back, in which this never happened, understood?" He nods in agreement as I rub my tip on his hole. We spend the next 10-20 minutes working my cock into his virgin ass, taking it slow, stretching him open until I'm balls deep within him.
I lay on top of him as he rests his legs on my shoulders, allowing us to adjust and relax, I know when I get very horny, I can either cum fast or fuck too aggressive. This is our first time so I want to make it as pleasurable as I could. I hear a soft whimper and moan followed by "fuck me daddy" come from under me, our eyes lock as I slowly pull back then ease back in. With every slow thrust, I see a look of sexual bliss cover my sons face, eyes closed, mouth open, gripping my wrists as he takes all 9" bare inside him.
I don't remember much between the time I popped his cherry to now, feeling my nuts tighten, my cock swelling and becoming harder, precum flowing inside his ass before clenching my teeth and growling hard n loud. Burying my cock deep inside him as I cum, shooting thick heavy rope after thick heavy rope. It feels as if it would never end until it finally did. I collapse on top of him, panting, sweaty, his legs lower to my waist, I can feel him gently drag his nails across my back, up and down before I slip free from his ass, limp and empty. I lay next to him and realize gay sex may be wrong but it feels so good.
I pull my son close with one arm as he rolls over, laying a leg over me, rubbing my still hard nipples. I feel something very wet on my leg and realize he came from us fucking. I close my eyes and drift off to sleep, waking a couple hours to him riding me, bouncing up and down, still wearing his jockstrap, watching my thick cock disappearing inside him over and over before giving him another load before falling back to sleep. When I awaken again, he's gone from the bed. Not bothering to dress, I head to the kitchen and find my son making breakfast.
"Did you eat already?"
He turns and smiles, "Yes daddy, and until mom feels better, it's my duty to care for you, every wants and needs, now eat, you need to regain your energy."
He gives me a cute smile and wink as he places my plate on the table. As I sit down to eat, I feel a wet sensation on my cock and see him slowly sucking on my limp cock. By the time I've finished breakfast, I'm rock hard and ready for more. Over the next few months, I fucked my sons cute lil ass as much as possible, in any room, in every position. Our bond grew into something more I could have expected, enough that I started buying him girlie outfits and plenty of thongs and jockstraps to wear when we had any downtime.
Unfortunately, my wife did not make a full recovery as we had hoped and had to remain in a full hostice care facility. We did go visit when we could, but most times were spent at home, daddy and son. Everything was grand, I never went a day with a full sack, until I came home one day to see my baby brother sitting with my son at the dining table.
"Hey lil bro, what's this?"
He looks at me and smiles, "My nephew here filled me in on your lil father son bonding. Though if mom and dad were to find out, they'd murder you, but to me, that's kinda hot. Your baby boy here actually has a proposition, which if you agree, I'd be down. He wants a fun lil orgy. I said I'd be ok with it under speculation. He can only suck me, my husband can fuck only me, while you, you can have all 3 of our asses or just your sons, your choice. So what do you say? Richard is down too."
After thinking about it, knowing I hadn't had much of a relationship with my youngest brother, I smile and strip naked. "I'd say before Richard gets here, how about a fun show of me ramming my baby boy there while you watch." Waving my already semi hard cock as my son reads the cue as well as my baby brother as they both kneel and taken turns sucking on my cock.
