Just in case you were wondering (from my story “Susan’s Father – The Beginning), NO, Susan still hasn’t used a strapon to fuck me. Yet. It’s hard to believe that I got her father to fuck my ass and I’m still waiting on her to do the same. It’s even harder still to believe she caught me in the act of sucking her father’s cock and decided to join in. Once I saw how she kissed her dad while I was sucking him, I realized this wasn’t their first time together.
But at that point with my own cock severely hard, I didn’t care. All I knew was (1) if I wanted to marry Susan, I’d be sucking and fucking her father Cliff for many years to come and (2) if I wanted to indulge in Cliff’s fabulous cock, I had to marry Susan. I was fine with those choices.
Before I left Dayton that weekend to go back to my apartment in Indiana, we had the only threesome I’d ever had up to that day. Fucking my future father-in-law doggy-style while he was missionary-fucking his daughter Susan is something I’ll never forget. Yeah, I know incest is taboo, wrong, and all that stuff, but it is what it is. We can’t change the past.
A few fucks with Susan alone and a full week later, I was headed back to my final year at college. Susan was doing the same at a different college. Once I got settled into my apartment, I realized I was missing something. Something in addition to Susan and her father. I was missing cock. Badly.
I thought about logging on to Grindr or Squirt to meet someone online. Even Adult Friend Finder. But I needed something right now. Watching gay porn on my iPad wasn’t cutting it. I looked up cruising locations for some ideas in my area. I didn’t feel comfortable going to a rest stop. Dangerous in the daytime. Seriously dangerous at night. Mall bathrooms? Does anyone go to shopping malls these days? Probably not guys looking for a hookup. I’d heard stories of guys getting lucky at adult theaters, but I didn’t think anyone went to those anymore with the availability to get free porn at home. But I did find one open location about 20 minutes from me that showed gay and bisexual titles. I hadn’t seen a good porn movie on a big screen for a few years. Gay or straight. So I figured even if I couldn’t find a real cock to suck there, I could still jack my own cock discreetly.
Once I got there around noon, I found an empty seat in the very last row where I wouldn’t have to worry about anyone seeing me. I’m guessing there were about 300 seats in the theater. And no more than 10 of those seats had anyone in them. About 10 guys of various ages were scattered throughout the rows. Ages 18-80 I estimated.
I sat there alone for about 15 minutes wondering if any of those guys would move seats to join me. It was pretty dark. But from what I could see, I wasn’t that disappointed. They weren’t the type of guy (like Susan's father, or eighteen-year-old Brian) I went there looking for.
Not long after, a very distinguished looking older man in a suit and tie came into the theater. Who wears a suit and tie to a porn theater? A cop, maybe? A pastor or priest looking to save me? Or molest me? LOL. The gentleman with slightly gray hair and a nice body stood in the doorway for a few minutes and then moved down my aisle. He sat in the seat directly on my right. Now with over 200 empty seats in the theater, I deduced that his seat selection wasn’t an accident. He was attractive for his age - probably mid 50s. Manly, clean-shaven, smelled good. He sat down, never said a word, and simply looked at the action on the screen.
I didn’t dare look at him. The lust in my eyes would have given me away. I thought about moving away from him to a different seat. But, no, he was exactly what I came to the theater for. Actually, he was far better looking than even my best hope. So, for the next 10 minutes I just sat there looking at the screen. Men kissing, sucking cocks, fucking each other. My hard on pressing hard and harder against my pants. It wanted out, but I couldn’t let it.
My fear was this guy was part of some sting to entrap guys into “immoral acts” that would get me arrested. I’d read about guys being arrested for the exact same thing in movie houses or movie bathrooms. I didn’t need that. Yet, I didn’t want to miss a chance for cock either. So, I just sat and waited to see what would happen.
When I was finally brave enough, I looked over at him. His cock was out and straight up. Like pointing to the ceiling straight up. Hard. Beautiful. 7-8 inches I was sure. His balls were still hidden inside his pants. He wasn’t touching himself, presumably waiting for me to do that. He still looked ahead - not at me - not saying a word. Finally, he reaches over, takes my right hand and places it around his cock. Still not looking at me. Just at the screen. His cock was throbbing, pulsating and pushing against my hand. I knew his dick wanted to be stroked. So I started moving my hand up and down on his shaft. I could feel his veins moving. The tighter I gripped the more this daddy moaned. I know others had to hear me jacking him and his moans, but I didn’t care. Neither did he.
I had already forgotten about police entrapment. He pulled out his cock, not me. I was just an innocent boy compared to this hot daddy. Right? Now I just wanted to feel this guy in a suit cum in my hand.
Nope. He wanted more than that. He left my hand still jacking his cock, but he also pulled me out of my seat and pushed me to my knees on the floor. I was staring right at his beautiful cock. It wanted to be sucked and I couldn’t wait to do it. I moved my mouth to the head of his cut cock and took as much of this daddy as I could. After a minute, I pulled out so I could lick his shaft. I still couldn’t get to his balls as they were still buried inside his pants. I went back to swallowing his cock moving up and down the full length. Gagging at times because it was so deep in my mouth. As he got closer to cumming, his moans got louder. A LOT louder. I knew I was pleasing this daddy.
He told me he was cumming and he tried to pull out. I wouldn’t let him. I wanted all of this daddy’s juices that I could get. He could sense I wasn’t going to let go, so he just gave my throat his full load. Shooting cum as deep into my mouth as far as he could. God, I loved the sensation of his cock pulsating and thrusting in my throat. The taste of his cum, too. Once I had it all, I slowly removed my mouth from his cock making sure none of his cum leaked past me. As I was getting up from my knees, he bent down to kiss me. Or maybe to clean up his leftover cum from my face. His kiss was fantastic and made me lose my own load without even touching myself. I creamed in my own pants.
We were getting looks from some of the other guys in the theater, but no one said a word.
As I sat back into my own seat, this mature daddy said, “My name is Steve. I’m married with two young daughters. My wife is out of town with my girls for a few days. Would you like to come back to my home where we can continue this?”
I moved over to kiss him and said, “My name is Mark. I’m engaged to a beautiful girl. But I would love to go to your home to continue this Steve. I need a Daddy. I hope you like being rimmed and fucked like a little girl, because that’s exactly what I’m going to do to you Steve.”
“Mark, let’s get out of here. I think you may be just the son I’ve been looking for…”
We held hands and kissed as we went out to his car to get to his home nearby. Man, this was going to be awesome. Susan and her Dad (and even Brian) were far, far away in the back of my mind. Right now, I just wanted to fuck and be fucked by this handsome daddy.
