Mark Goes to Daddy's Home For More Sex
As Steve and I got out to the parking lot, he opened the door for me like he was picking me up for a first date. In a way it was, except for the blowjob I just gave him inside the theater ten minutes earlier. When you swallow a man’s cum, regardless of the location, I think that counts as a first date. I felt a little strange, but special when he opened the door for me.
As I slid into my seat, I realized I was going to a man’s house not knowing anything about him, except for the size and taste of his cock…and that he was a good kisser. What if his home is a BDSM dungeon? What if he has a boyfriend waiting there to torture me? What if I never come back and the only trace of me is my car parked at a gay porn theater? What do my family and friends think about that? What does my fiancée, Susan, think I was doing? Why did I agree to go to this man’s home with all these unanswered questions?
And then I remembered the size and taste of his cock. That’s why I was going. I wanted more of this distinguished gentleman; this hot daddy. I wanted to taste his cock, his balls, and his ass. I wanted my mouth around his prick and my tongue deep in his ass. And I wanted to be fucked by a man old enough to be my father.
As we drove to his home, he smiled at me and put his hand on my leg. Even though I’d just creamed in my pants at the theater, his touch made my cock jump again. I reached over to touch his crotch and fondle his cock even though I couldn’t touch it through his suit pants. I couldn’t wait to get his pants off to see what his balls looked like. And I really wanted to see this daddy’s bare-naked ass. In his suit he looked fit, so I kept thinking how hot his ass might be.
When his BMW pulled into his circle drive, I knew Steve had money. The home was one of those million dollar ones built for successful executives. Executives who had the kind of money to maintain an upper middle class lifestyle for a suburban family of four. Then send their kids to the best universities. And the kind of executive who could afford a mistress on the side, and/or a young fuck boy like me. The fact that he was looking for a “son” to play incest fantasies with was fine with me. By now, after sleeping with Susan’s father, I had my own “daddy” issues.
As soon as we entered the marble floor entrance to this beautiful home, Steve forcibly pushed me against the foyer wall, pressed his tongue deep inside my mouth, while locking his lips on mine. He started to unbuckle my belt. He unzipped my pants and let them drop to the floor. He moved his hand inside my boxers and started to firmly stroke my cock. I was still moist from creaming myself at the theater, but his grip on my cock didn’t seem to notice. He fondled my balls too. His kiss stayed on my lips for another few seconds.
Then his mouth left mine and he dropped to his knees while slipping my boxers off my untanned, creamy white ass. Steve put his mouth at the tip of my cock and started to lick along both sides of the shaft. When he reached around to hold my smooth ass cheeks with both hands, I thought I was going to faint. Damn, this daddy knows what he’s doing. With both hands I held his head tight while he went up and down on my cock.
“Oh, Steve, keep sucking. I feel great!”
“Mark, please call me ‘Dad or Daddy’, okay?”
That was the exact same thing Susan’s father asked me to call him. Apparently, the dad/son incest fantasy is somewhat common. I didn’t mind Steve asking me to call him Dad, because I have my own dad/son fantasies. Ones that I enjoyed very much.
By now, Dad was working his hands closer to my ass crack and his mouth closer to the base of my cock. I couldn’t hold my cum any longer.
“Oh, Dad, I’m going to cum. I’m going to shoot my cum, Daddy! I can’t hold it Dad. Here it comes!!!”
And I let him have it. All of it. The most cum I’ve shot since I fucked Susan’s father in his ass. Goddam it felt good. Steve went up and down on my cock one last time before standing to share some of my own cum with me. Knowing my cum was just in this daddy’s mouth and now in mine was so erotic. The taste was magnificent. We kissed for a few minutes while holding each other. I’m hard now just thinking about it.
“Mark, son, I don’t want to take you back until I get to rim and fuck your ass tonight. We have several hours before my wife and daughters get home. Please Son, I need to fuck you.”
“Dad, I want to make you happy however I can. But the only way I can let you fuck me in the ass is if I get to fuck your hot ass, too!”
“I was hoping you’d say that Mark. God, yes I want your cock in my ass son. I’ve wanted son cock for twenty years. But, I’ve only had gay sex with guys my age. When I saw you at the theater, I couldn’t resist trying to seduce you. I needed a boy. A boy like you.
Let’s get a quick shower and then I want to get rimming that sweet ass of yours baby,”
Other than taking showers in high school gym class, I’d never taken a shower with a man. In high school. I could have seen ten-inch cocks and I wouldn’t have felt a thing. Even my first gay experience with eighteen-year-old Brian wasn’t in a shower. He was only coming out of the shower without a towel when I was mesmerized by his huge cock. That was the first time I’d ever even had a gay thought. Brian made it worthwhile. But I digress.
Taking a shower with Steve was awesome. The shower was oversized and plenty big enough for both of us. We could soap each other, kiss, hug, and fondle our cocks, balls, and asses. Kissing my “Daddy” in the shower got me hard all over again. Holding his firm, tight ass in my hands knowing I’d have it in my mouth soon was boiling hot.
We dried each other off and quickly moved to the bedroom. I grabbed him and forced him face down onto the bed. I saw his firm, smooth ass cheeks and the manly slit in between them. I dove down to put my tongue in his ass making sure he didn’t move. I don’t think he wanted to move, but seeing Steve’s perfect ass, I wasn’t going to take any chances. As I put my tongue in his crack, he let out a loud moan. I knew he was going to like what I was about to do to him. I buried my tongue in his ass as far as I could. Deep. Daddy deep.
“Oh, son, tongue my ass! Get me wet baby!”
I licked, sucked and ran my tongue down my Daddy’s ass until he was sloppy wet. God, I loved tasting this man.
“Dad, I need to fuck you now. I need to put my cock in your ass now. I love you, Dad. Can I fuck you now?”
“Oh, Mark, baby. I love you too. Please fuck my ass pussy. I need your cock in me. Do me son. My ass is ready for you baby.”
I removed my face from Steve’s pink asshole and mounted his hunky tanned ass. He used his hands to spread his ass cheeks opening wide for my cock to enter.
And that’s what I did. I pressed the head of my cock into the opening I’d just made wet with my tongue and mouth. Even though Steve had been with other men his age, his pussy was still tight. Maybe not as tight as Brian’s eighteen-year-old cunt, or Susan’s pussy, but tight enough. The first two inches went in slowly, but the rest of my cock slid quickly past the opening. That final push was enough to make me want to cum in Steve’s daddy ass, but I was able to hold back. I knew my Dad didn’t want this fuck to end that soon. We went to a slow rhythmic in and out pumping into his sweet ass. Each time my cock went deep into him, he would grunt and moan. Just hearing him make those animal sounds was enough to make me lose my load.
“Dad, I can’t hold this much longer. I’m about to cum, daddy.”
“Go ahead Son. Fill my ass with your boy cum. I need to feel your cock throb and cum in me.”
I pumped a few more times before I shoved my cock as far into my Dad as I could. I grabbed his shoulders and pulled him to me as I filled his ass with my cum.
I collapsed on to his back and let my wet cock rest on his ass cheeks still leaking my cum. I told him I loved him. Again. Of course, you can’t love someone after one ass fuck, but it did add to the fantasy of the situation. And in a taboo way, I did love him.
“I love you too, Son. Thanks for the ass fuck. You made Dad feel good. But I’ve still got a hard on and I need to fuck you badly. I want you to lie on your back and let me fuck you face to face. I want to kiss you and see you smile when we cum together.”
So, I rolled off of him onto my back spreading my legs like a horny teenage girl waiting for her first fuck. Steve went down to start licking my cunt getting it ready for his daddy cock. The feel of his tongue and mouth in my ass was more than exciting. I spread my legs even further to give him full access to my pink hole.
“Oh fuck Dad that feels so good. Keep licking me Daddy. I want your cock in my ass.”
Steve moved up to put his fat cock in my ass. He didn’t wait to insert it slowly. He shoved all of it in with one push. I screamed, but not in pain. Having his cock ram my cunt was a feeling I can’t describe. Exhilaration. Ecstasy. Bliss. Yeah all those and more. Maybe it was knowing we were pretending to be father and son and my father was living out his incest fantasies. I don’t know. All I know is when he started pumping his throbbing cock into my ass pussy, I was in heaven. When he bent down to kiss me, I knew I was going to cum.
“Son, I’m going to cum inside you. I’m going to breed your ass baby boy.”
Once he started shooting his cum, I felt his juices completely fill my ass. What a feeling. I didn’t want his cock to ever leave my ass. It felt that good. When he did pull out, I held this perfect daddy in my arms not wanting to let go. We kissed for what seemed like forever and he kept telling me how much he loved me. How much he needed me. And asking me when could he see me again.
I went to a porn theater that day looking for a cock to suck. Or to get mine sucked. I wound up meeting a man who could fill my desire for daddy cock during my last full year at college.
As he dropped me back off at my car, he gave me his private phone number and email address. We made a date for the following weekend. As I was getting out of the car, he asked me if I had any interest in wearing stockings, garters, and panties for my daddy.
Oh yes, this could be fun…
