Thanks for reading and the comments on the last chapter! Hope you enjoy this one.
Connor:
It had been a few days since my dad and I showered together at the gym. Since that day I couldn’t stop thinking about how big his cock was, just how powerful and dominant he felt over me. Every time I closed my eyes. I pictured his bulky hairy body pressing against my smooth frame. His huge dick dwarfing my own pathetic excuse for a penis.
I had major suspicions I was gay, but this had sealed the deal. Now I was seriously crushing on my own dad too. I knew it was fucked, but I couldn’t control my lust for him. He was such a masculine man, everything I wanted. I felt like I’d pick up on things I’d never noticed before. How good he’d smell, the way his arms and chest filled out a shirt, his muscular ass. He was just built strong and big like a bull. All that, and of course, I couldn’t help but ogle at his huge bulge that always seemed to be more prominent now. I felt like I was completely on edge as my own little dick would go ridged around him.
It also didn’t help that he and I seemed to be spending more time together than ever before. Almost as if he knew how bad my lust was, and he just wanted to tease me more. I’d be doing homework at the table, and he’d come over with his bulge right in front of me at eye level. His pronounced cock head clearly outlined in his jeans. Then the other day we were doing squats at the gym, and I could’ve sworn it felt like he was thrusting his bulge against my ass with each rep. It was getting to the point where I couldn’t tell if it was just him teasing me deliberately, or if this was just all in my head now that I was seeing him in a new light. All I knew was that my little balls ached from the constant boner I had.
Jeff:
The days after Connor and I showered, I had made some changes. For starters, I had made sure I was always there for my boy, in more than one way. I needed him to know that I’d always be his father, first and foremost. He was my only son after all and I was truly enjoying the time we spent together as father and son. But I was also feeling the need to remind him who the boss was.
The days after our gym shower, I had noticed his eyes checking me out when he thought I wasn’t looking. So I figured, why not give my boy what he’s looking for? From that point forward I stopped wearing underwear, causing anything I wore to have an obscene bulge and show off exactly where my cockhead was in my pants. I wished I had a camera the first time he saw. The poor kid was just trying to do his homework, but all he could focus on was my cock. I knew deep down he was loving it though.
After about a week, Connor and I fell into a new routine, every night we’d go to the gym together and each time we’d shower together. However now, there was a tension, and neither of us seemed to know how to navigate it. At some point after that my wife mentioned she was going away for a few weeks for a work assignment. It would just be Connor and I. My mind was excited at the thought of potential ways to tease my boy without my wife’s interference.
In few short days my wife was gone and it was just me and my boy. It was a Saturday and we tried to figure out what to do with the day.
“How about we go to the gym, then we can just hang around here and watch a move.” Connor suggested.
“That sounds like a great plan, sport. I could use a low key day. Let’s get changed and head out.” I responded. It would be nice to just have some one on one time with him. Within a few short minutes we were in my truck and off to the gym. I couldn’t help but notice Connor didn’t have a gym bag. “You forget your bag?” I asked?
“Nah, I’m just gonna shower at home after our workout today.” He said, and I got a little disappointed. Had I been pushed my boy too hard and now away?
“Oh, alright.” Was all I said.
Connor:
The truck was staying awkwardly silent for a moment. I could sense dad’s disappointment as I said I wasn’t going to shower at the gym, as if I rejected him. I didn’t want to mention why I wouldn’t shower at the gym, but felt I had to now.
“I uhm, I have to shave today is all, so I figured I might as well do that at home.” I finally pipped up. I saw dad look at me for a moment then smile and chuckle a little. The air getting lighter in the truck between us.
“Well, I get that boy. I’ll skip it then too so you don’t have to wait for me. We’ve been hitting it hard this week anyhow, we can take it easier today.” He said cheery again.
“Thanks dad. But I do want to get a good chest day in!” I said
“Look at my little gym rat.” He teased as we pulled into the parking lot. We both went over to stretch and warm up before hitting it. Dad guided me through the exercises as he lifted his heavy weights. Then I’d go in with my lighter weight and do as instructed.
Finally we got to benching. I watched on as dad heaved the weights up, his chest was a masterpiece; pumped and primed from our workout. His bulge was on full display too, he was like a Greek god. His veins bulged from his skin, showing off his power running through them.
“All righty boy, your turn.” He said catching his breath as we took some weight off the bar. I assumed the position, laying on the bench and started my first set as my dad coached my form. On my second set, I was starting to feel it, my arms getting shaky as I put the bar up on my last rep of the set. I was starting to not trusting my arms, dad must’ve been able to tell. “I’ll spot you bud.” I heard my dad say as he approached my head at the bench. I started my set, my dad guiding me each rep.
“That’s it boy, you got this.” I heard him say. I looked up expecting to see his dark eyes looking down at me. Instead I got a shot straight up the leg of his short gym shorts, looking at the piss slit of his massive cock head staring directly down at me instead. His cock was beautiful, hanging low and thick past his equally big balls. I nearly dropped the bar as dad caught it. “Cmon, focus boy.” He said. I tried focusing and put the bar up one more time. Panting and catching my breath and looking up his shorts again to get a glimpse of that beautiful cock head. It was so thick and impressive.
“Sorry dad, thanks for catching me on that one.” I said catching my breath and trying to play it cool. I shifted my glance from his cock to his face looking down at me with a little smirk.
“All good sport, just gotta keep your eyes on the prize.” He said with a grin and a wink. I could tell he knew what he was doing, but two could play this game. I took a deep breath and brought my hands up to the barbell, but letting the back of my hand brush against his huge bulge. I could feel his warm heavy cock through the fabric. There was no way he’d expect me to be so brazen.
“Ready dad?” I asked looking up. He gave a nod with a devilish grin and a wild look in his eye. I lifted the bar with a heavy exhale, then let it drop to my chest taking a deep breath. Looking back up, I could see his impressive cock again from his short leg. I could’ve sworn he flexed, making it jump a little. Focusing back on the task at hand, I pushed the bar from my chest with an exhale. This time though, I aimed the bar toward dad, making the bar collide with his bulge. I watched as his thick soft shaft lifted and sat on top of the bar, clearly showing it off. I watched as his cock fell from the bar and back down the leg of his shorts. I could see his cock start pulsating, starting to grow before letting the bar drop again.
“That’s it boy. You got this.” Dad coached as his cock grew longer and thicker, still soft but pushing his shorts out some as it grew further down the leg of his shorts. I continued pushing the bar against his junk with each rep and each time the scene becoming more and more obscene. My own little dick caused a small tent in my shorts from how hard I was. I saw dad look and bite his lip.
“Cmon son, one more rep, you got this!” Dad coached me on from above. I was definitely begging to struggle, both with the weight and the distraction of his huge dick looking directly at me. I pushed the bar up one last time, brushing it against his shorts. Unfortunately, my arms failed and the bar started coming down to my chest.
“Fuck, dad. Help!” I squealed, pinned down by the bar. Dad quickly jumped to action, lifting the bar off me with ease. In doing so he somewhat squatted and suddenly I felt the warm powerful weight of his heavy shaft on my face. I couldn’t help but breath in his aromatic musk. He lifted the bar putting it back in place, as his covered cock dragged from my chin to my forehead, before leaving me.
“You okay boy?” Dad said getting down next to me, clearly worried. His rough hand brushed my cheek as I was in a euphoric daze.
“Yeah, yeah. That was heavy.” I said, taking about both his cock and the bar.
“I say that’s enough for today, sport. Let’s re-rack this stuff and get back home.” He suggested. In a matter of no time we had the equipment racked and were on the road.
The car ride was normal, and dad gave me some lifting pointers as if nothing was different. All I could focus on was how good he smelled and the feeling of his huge dick against me. We got home and I told dad I was gonna shower and shave. He told me to take my time and that he wanted to get some yard work done before showering himself.
When I got in the house I went straight to the bathroom and stripped my clothes as I let the water warm up. I checked out my smooth toned body in the mirror. I let my hand run down my pecs, brushing against my perky pinkish red nipples, then down my smooth abs. I let my hand run further cupping my little balls and dicklet in my hand before turning and checking out my smooth bubble ass. Really, I didn’t have to shave, but it was something I did weekly to keep everything smooth and in check. Typically any hair I did grown anyways almost invisible since I was blonde.
I hoped in the shower and let the warm water and suds cascade down my body as I washed my self. I always loved getting clean, especially after getting sweaty and dirty. While in the shower I shaved my arms and legs. Then when I got out of the shower, I dried off and lathered my pubic are and balls shaving them, I never grew hair above my waist anyhow. Last thing to do was always the difficult one as I lather my ass and taint with shaving cream.
Jeff:
I wiped the sweat from my brow as I wrapped up the work around the house and caught a breath. It gave me enough time to reflect on what happened earlier. Connor had clearly been toying with me at the gym, maybe too much when he dropped the bar. But there was no doubt about what he was doing.
I walked inside kicking off my shoes and heading to my room. I could hear the water running in the bathroom as Connor showered. Luckily as I reached my room I heard it stop, signaling he was wrapping up. I loved this old house, but its major downfall was only having one bathroom. I stripped from my sweaty clothes, and giving myself a once over. I ran a hand through my trimmed torso hair, then scratching my big, smooth, bull nuts. I gave my soft cock a light stroke before wrapping a towel around my waist. Surely the shower was free by now.
I walked down the hall and opened the door and my eyes nearly popped out of my head. I took in the sight of my smooth boy, bent over the counter, nude and trying to shave his bubble butt.
“Dad!! What the hell!” Connor shouted, his cheeks flushed red with embarrassment. It was so cute when he got like this. His body looked shiny and smooth, he clearly oiled himself after shaving to prevent any marks or dry skin. I couldn’t help but check out his little dick hanging between his legs
“Sorry champ, I thought you were done!” I laughed.
“It takes time, especially this part.” He shook his head slightly annoyed but making a joke as he turned his hips and showed me his ass slathered in shaving cream. We both laughed, and I entered the bathroom further.
“Well let me give you a hand then, since you’re struggling so much…” I said taking the razor from his hand and pushing him over the counter again. Before he could protest I crouched down and started shaving his butt cheek. With each stroke, I revealed more of his smooth, pale, bubble butt. Stroke by stroke, his ass was revealed until only his hole and taint were left. I couldn’t help but bite my lip with some lust. I could feel my own cock throbbing to life with excitement. And to no surprise, my boys little dick was hard as rock. He couldn’t have even been three inches. I gently started shaving from his taint up to his hole, and then carefully shaving around his entrance till he was finally revealed. I couldn’t help but admire how good his tight pink ass hole looked.
“Fuck, thanks dad..” he mentioned trying to get up, but I held him in place.
“Let me oil you up so you don’t get any marks or anything.” I said as I took the oil off the counter and started squirting it on his ass. My mouth practically watered watching the oil drip down his smooth ass. With both hands, i started rubbing the oil onto his cheeks. I couldn’t help but give his bubble butt a squeeze and play with his ass, making his cheeks clap together. I could’ve sworn I heard him moan softly. I squirted more oil into my hands, massaging it onto his more sensitive areas. I ran them down his smooth taint, allowing my fingers to caress the back side of his little ball sack. I ran them back up and my fingers finally reaching his tight virgin pucker. It was perfect, he was perfect. I let my fore fingers slide down, massaging his taint, as my thumb pressed directly on his now slick asshole.
“Fuck, dad…” I heard him whimper. I realized my own cock was throbbing and rock hard behind my towel. His ass looked beautiful, shiny and slick, perfectly on display. I could tell he was loving this, his little balls and dick were turning a pinkish red color from being so hard and turned on. I could feel his hole spasm against my thumb. Maybe just a little more pressure. My thumb gently pressed into him, but not passing his sphincter. I heard him whimper, but bucking back against me.
“Shit son, you’ve got a nice ass boy.” I grunted out. I squeezed my hand a bit, massaging both his taint and tight hole. Then gave him a light spank on his cheek with my free hand. His hole was spasming, and I could see his little dick twitching as he breathed harder. This was beginning to go too far. I had to stop it before we got to a point we couldn’t return from. Connor watched over his shoulder as I stood up.
I was switching back into dad mode when it happened. As I stood up, my towel loosened and fell to the ground. My huge hard cock sprang up, slick and flinging precum onto Connor, before landing directly on his tight hole like a bullseye. I heard him whimper a moan as I gave a slight grunt. My cock was leaking my slick precum right onto his already slick hole. His body looked so tight and small next to my big thick cock. I wanted so badly to push into his tight virgin pussy. Taking him and marking him as mine. My cock jumped at thought, ready to pound. I could feel his hole fluttering against my sensitive cockhead.
I was loosing the battle with my morals as lust took over my role as a father figure. I gently started pushing forward against him, my huge thick tool like a battering ram against his virgin hole. I could hear him exhale deeply trying to relax, wanting to take me in. I bit my lower lip, applying more pressure. His hole was putting up a good fight against my fat cock head. I could feel my cock pumping copious amounts of precum against his spasming hole, trying to break him down. It must’ve gotten too slick, my cock slipped from his hole shooting down his taint and between his legs. I could feel his hard little cock and balls resting on top of my fat shaft.
Connor:
I felt like I was going to explode from the ecstasy I felt. This was wrong, fucked, but I wanted it so bad. I could feel my dad’s huge fat cock head against my virgin entrance. I’d always dreamt of this day, loosing my virginity. Never in a million years would I think it would be my own father taking it, but it felt right. He made me, he may as well be the one to do it.
I could feel his piss slit depositing so much precum, trying to loosen and break my hole. The heat of his sensitive head against my hole was intense, my own little dicklet ached with desire. I could feel his heartbeat with each throb of his cock. The pressure against my hole was becoming too much, I knew it was going to hurt, but fuck. Just as I thought my muscles were going to breakdown and take him in, his cock slipped down my smooth taint. I felt his massive cock head brush against my little balls and dick as it passed. Then his thick shaft rested between my legs, as my own little dick lay on top of his as we throbbed together.
I could feel each pulse of his huge shaft throbbing under my balls and little dick. Looking down was comical. His huge fat cock stretching well past my short rigid length. I’d never seen dad hard before, this was a treat. His cock was stupid thick, and his rigged mushroom head was even thicker. He had to be at least 10” too, but it was hard to tell from this position.
The feeling of his hairy groin against my smooth ass was incredible. It was all so much, my own little dick began leaking precum onto his huge dick.
“Shit dad, you’re so big.” I mentioned as I stood up, his cock still between my legs. He was still bent at the knees somewhat allowing it. I felt as his hairy, bulked torso rose and fall against my smooth back as he chuckled. He wrapped his strong arms around me, embracing me from behind.
“Sorry buddy, it’s been a while and you’ve got a damn good looking ass. I couldn’t control myself.” He said nuzzling me, I loved the feeling of his scratchy beard against my shoulder. I was still looking down, totally getting off on our size difference.
“It’s all good dad, that was pretty intense though. I still can’t believe just how much bigger your cock is than mine. I didn’t know one could be so big!” I said lost in thought, feeling the heat and energy of his pulsing shaft against my own inadequate penis.
“Yeah, your old man’s pretty blessed in this department. Of all the guys I’ve seen, I’ve always been bigger. Thicker at least.” He said in a teasing, powerful tone.
“I bet dad. Thickness is where it counts too. I think girth is so hot. And yours is the girthiest” I blurted out, still dickmatized by own father. I could sense that last comment threw him, and he was fighting for what to say next.
“Yeah son? Then you’re really liking your dad’s big girthy cock, aren’t you?” He grunted behind me, his cock pulsed hard when he said it. I bit my lip, finally looking up and seeing us in the mirror. My dad’s eyes were driven in lust, and it was beyond sexy seeing us like this. I could feel his cocks heat radiating against me.
“Yeah dad, your big cock is just perfection.” I finally broke, looking back down at it. I felt his finger gently tweak and tease one of my sensitive nipples.
“Shit boy, that’s quite the compliment.” He said after a minute. “Ya’know, you’re looking pretty curious there, sport. If you like it so much, son, you can touch it if you want.” I heard him add. My heart started pounding, was I really going to do this. It was one thing touching his soft cock, but he was extremely erect. We both were.
“Are, are you sure, dad?” I asked softly.
“Go for it boy. What kind of father would I be to withhold you from something you want so bad.” He grunted softly. His arms were still wrapped around my torso, holding me tight against him. My heart was beating out of my chest as I let both my hands drop toward his cock. When I finally grabbed ahold of him, he felt like electric in my touch. His cock was so warm and powerful. My hand couldn’t even wrap around him he was so thick. I gently stroked him using both hands, one focused on massaging his big fat cock head, while the other focused on his shaft. The rest of his length was nestled between my thighs. I felt my dad let out a sigh, his hot breath on my neck. His cock leaked precum into my hand massaging his head while my own cock leaked precum onto his shaft, making my other hand slick too. Involuntarily, he started thrusting softly between my thighs. His huge cock massaging the under side of my dick as he did.
“Fuck dad, your cock feels good in my hands. You’re massive. I can’t even wrap my hands around you.” I told him, lost as I slowly stroked him.
“Mmm, well your hands feel good on my cock, son. You seem to know how to handle my size pretty well.” He grunted, still gently grinding his hips against my ass. I continued stroking and massing his huge dick, not even really making the connection I was giving him a hand job.
“Damn dad, you precum a lot. Guess I get that from you!” I mentioned, trying to make a joke.
“Oh yeah, the apple doesn’t fall from the tree then?” Chucking a little at what I said but sighing into my ear enjoying my hands. “I shoot a lot too.” He added.
“Really? That’s fucking hot dad. I love watching cum shot videos.”
“That so? Well keep it up, you’re getting me close. You’ll get to see quite the show in person.” He said. With that I got eager, working his cock harder. I could tell his big mushroom cockhead was sensitive. I could feel him tensing up in my hands.
“Hell yeah dad! I wanna see you cum.” I grunted as I heard him sigh and moan against my neck. “I wanna make you cum.” I added.
“Fuck yeah boy. Oh fuck. Tell me how bad you wanna see my fat cock cum.” He grunted in my ear, I could feel his beard scratching my neck again as he held me tighter.
“Cmon dad, cum for me. Shoot that big load!” I grunted. I felt his legs begin to tremble and shake, his cock going ridged and pulsing hard. His arms gripped me tighter as he straightened up. My feet left the ground as he did.
“Ahhhh, fuck son. I’m cumming. Ah fuck yeah, keep stroking boy.” He grunted uncontrollably as his cock erupted. I felt it jump in my hands as I stroked, rope after thick rope of cum firing from his massive cannon and against the mirror in front of us, painting it.
“Fuck yeah dad! Holy shit, that’s so much cum! You’re so fucking hot.” I moaned with him as he continued splattering his load on the mirror. Finally, it seemed as though I milked the last of his load from his cock, as the last drops of cum fell to the floor. I felt him panting against me as he held me in place. Once he caught his breath he finally set me down.
“Damn boy, that felt damn good. I needed that” he chuckled then looked at the mirror that he completely assaulted with his thick cum. “Told ya it was a lot.” He said to me, nuzzling into me. Now that he was standing straight, I could see his hulking frame behind me in the mirror. His spent cock resting against my ass.
“That was so fucking hot dad. I’ve never been so turned on.” I said to him, as we stood cuddling.
“That it was son. That it was. Mhm, that reminds me.” He said as I felt his hand drop down my smooth abs to my little privates. He took my little cock between his index finger and thumb, beginning to stroke me off. I was a little embarrassed and taken back at how he was touching me, but it felt so good. “Your turn boy.” He said as we moved a little closer to the mirror.
“Ahhh, fuck, dad. That feels so good.” I moaned as he touched me. I threw my head back against his hairy chest. I was already so close from the show he had just put on.
“Yeah boy, you like your dad touching your little dick?” He asked.
“Fuck dad, I’m gonna cum. I’m so close.” I moaned out not able to answer his question.
“Yeah son, shoot your load right on top of mine.” He said as he stroked me.
“Fuck, ahhh. Dad, I’m cumming!!!” I screamed in a whimpering moan. My little cock shooting watery white jets out and onto the mirror covered in my dad’s own thick white load.
“Fuck son, that’s it. Shoot that load.” He egged me on. I couldn’t shoot even a third as much as my dad could, but my orgasm was intense and my body trembled in my dad’s embrace. As my climax subsided, I stood there held in my dad’s arms. His fingers still gripping my now soft dick. We stood there embraced and panting together.
“Thanks dad, that was hot.” I said turning my head toward his and finally looking at him. He looked down at me with a grin, but I could see his gears turning.
“Sure was Connor. Let’s uh, let’s keep this between us though.” He said gently rubbing his hand up and down my abs. I just gently nodded my head in agreement. “Alright, I’m gonna get in the shower, you figure out what we’re gonna watch and eat tonight.” He said as he let me go, giving my ass a smack. I heard the water turn on as he slid the glass shower door shut. I looked at the cum covered mirror, our mixed nut dripping down the glass. I wanted so badly to taste it, but with dad right there, I knew I couldn’t. I grabbed a towel and quickly cleaned up the evidence before leaving the bathroom.
A while later, dad joined me in the living room, we both had the same idea of just lounging in our gym shorts. I could see the outline of his massive shaft in his as he joined me on the couch. We order food and talked while the tv was on in the background. Chatted as father and son, as if we hadn’t just gotten each other off moments before.
After eating, we watched a movie and relaxed on the couch together. I couldn’t help myself as I cuddled up to dad’s powerful body, nuzzling my head into his hairy pec. Dad eagerly accepted this and wrapped his strong arm around my shoulder, pulling me into him. As we lay, I could hear the beat of his heart inside him. His body felt warm, and safe, I hadn’t cuddled up to him like this in a long time.
“You okay with everything that happened earlier, sport?” Dad asked out of the blue. “I hope you didn’t feel pressured or anything.” He added.
“Yeah dad, that was awesome! You didn’t pressure me at all, I wanted to do it.” I told him.
“I figured, you were pretty eager to get your hands on it.” He said lightly chuckling, then rubbing my hair. “Just had to make sure. What we did, it kinda crossed a barrier.” He added.
“I was, dad, you’re so big. Your dick is just perfection.” I admitted to him. “I don’t care if what we did was wrong, it was fun, and hot. And I just, I feel safe and trust you, dad.” I told him.
“Well thanks, sport.” He said, I could feel him beaming with pride. “It was pretty fun, boy. As long as it stays our secret, I suppose it didn’t hurt anyone.” He told me and cuddled me tighter.
We finished our movie cuddling on the couch. It was getting late and we were both beat from the day. I wished dad a goodnight as we parted ways and went to our rooms. As I lay in bed, I couldn’t help but think about the massive tool that made me, and how badly I wanted to get my hands on him again.
