My son Bobby moved in with me as soon as he graduated from high school. His mother and I had divorced when he was 10 and even he, at the time, agreed that it was best he live with her.
Not to put too fine a point on it and with all bias intended, my ex-wife is a total cunt. During the years Bobby lived with her their relationship deteriorated to the point that they barely acknowledged each other in the same room. So, when he showed up at my door the day after graduating with all of his belongings, I was hardly surprised.
I had a spare bedroom and he moved right in. He was taking a few months off and then intending to enroll in online classes. I’m sure he deserved a vacation after his life beforehand.
What can I tell you about the two of us? We’re similar in appearance, both around 6 feet tall. We both have dark hair, almost black, and blue eyes. I make regular visits to the gym so even at age 42 I’m in great shape if I do say so myself. Bobby inherited my build and my metabolism so he’s the slimmer version of me. I have a heavy beard growth and a hairy body. From what I could tell, Bobby never had to worry about 5 o’clock shadow like me and he didn’t have chest hair sprouting from his neckline.
So, the first few weeks, we mainly saw each other at meal times and the weekend. Moving to a new town hadn’t fazed him, it seemed. From what I could tell, he spent most of his time reading or on the internet and seemed perfectly content. He’d never been a really sociable boy, always a bit of a loner. I still worried that he wasn’t getting out enough.
On the fourth Monday that he’d been there, I came home from the gym that evening and pitched a key and a keycard into his lap.
“What are these to?” he asked, picking them up.
“I got you a membership at my gym and I expect you to use it. You can go during the day or in the evening, it’s up to you. I go evenings after work, mainly.”
“I’ll meet you there.” he replied. “That way, you can show me what to do and where to go.”
We ate dinner and watched TV and then went to bed. The next morning, as I was leaving, Bobby asked, “What time should I meet you at the gym?”
I’d totally forgotten about it. We arranged to meet at 6 o’clock out front. The gym was near enough that he could either walk to it or take a short bus ride.
When I got to the gym that evening, he was sitting outside with a stuffed back pack.
“I didn’t know what to bring, so I brought everything I could think of.” he told me.
We went inside and entered the locker room. The locker that I’d rented for him was right next to my own. He and I began to strip, preparing to change into workout clothes. I was careful not to look at him, hoping to save him any embarrassment.
I had removed all of my clothing and was sitting on the bench leaning forward, removing my socks when I heard Bobby say, “What do you think?”
When I turned my head to see what he was asking about, his soft cock and balls were hanging less than a foot from my face. I think I’m pretty well hung; I’m over 8 inches hard and pretty thick with big balls. Bobby had inherited my cock, I could see that. In the quick glance I took, I could see that he was at least my size and that his balls were probably even bigger. His crotch was so close to my face that I could smell the aroma wafting off of his meat and see the veins pulse on his cock shaft.
I jumped up, trying to act cool and said, “Think about what?” I noticed that he was checking out my meat, too.
“About my body. What kind of exercises should I start with?”
He was inviting me to look him over, so I did. He was more muscular than I’d thought. His chest was defined, with flat pecs that held dime sized nipples sticking out. You could see his ribs and his stomach had the beginnings of a six pack. Thick cords of muscle ran down each side of his hairless abdomen and stuck up from the surface. And he had that big cock and juicy balls hanging under a tight patch of pubic hair.
“Let’s see your back.” I told him.
He swiveled around. That was a mistake on my part. His ass was like something from a Greek sculpture, perfectly formed globes that still retained some baby fat. Deep dishes indented at the sides made his buns stand out from his body. His deep crack looked like it must be hairless when spread open and I could imagine myself burying my face deep in it to tongue the virgin hole. My cock started to stiffen and I sat down so I could cover my lap.
“You’re in much better shape than I thought.” I told him. “Really well developed. The weights and machines will add some bulk to you but you’ll have to be careful not to overdo it. You’re pretty much perfectly proportioned already.”
“Do you think I could get as big as you?” he asked and I immediately thought of the aching hard cock that I was covering with my hands.
“I’ve got a middle aged body and you’ve got a young body.” I said. “There’s a big difference but I wouldn’t be surprised if you looked a lot like me when you’re my age.”
“I’d like to look like you now.” he said. “Your body looks like something from a magazine.”
The conversation had taken a turn I hadn’t expected and I felt that as the father I should get it back on track.
“Get dressed.” I said, standing so that my back was to him and he couldn’t see my hard dick. “Let’s get to work.”
In the gym, I had him mimic my routine with free weights and machines to get an overall workout. He spotted me while I use the bench and weights and I couldn’t help but be conscious of his bulging crotch hovering near my face.
There was another awkward moment later. After working out, we were on our way to the showers, Bobby leading the way. I did my best not to ogle his hot ass but failed miserably. By the time we were under the shower heads, I was half hard again and had to douse myself with icy water to control it.
There were other guys showering at the same time and I noticed that a couple of them had a hard time keeping their eyes to themselves, too. Bobby stood under a shower a couple of positions from me, the water coursing down his muscular body, seemingly oblivious to the hungry stares roaming over his nakedness. One guy, directly across from him, had a full fledged hard on that he did nothing to conceal.
I glared at him but he just grinned.
Bobby finished his shower and turned to me.
“I’ll meet you at the lockers, dad.” he said and walked out.
The guy with the boner looked chagrinned and turned his back to us when he overheard.
When I got back to the lockers, Bobby was almost dressed and grinning. I started putting on my clothes and he finally said, “Did you see that guy with the hard dick?”
“Yeah, I was about to punch him. He shaped up when he found out that I’m your father.”
“No harm done.” Bobby said. “I’m glad I could give him his jollies for the night.”
We went home and had dinner and both of us decided to call it an early night. I spent quite a while lying in bed and questioning myself about my physical reaction to my own son. I felt guilty but excited, all the more so knowing that being the object of a hard on hadn’t shaken Bobby in the least at the gym. He was a lot more blasé than I’d expected.
I drifted off to sleep, only to be awakened in the middle of the night by a rhythmic squeaking coming from somewhere in the house. I listened for a moment, then got up and went to the hall door. When I stepped into the hallway, I could tell that the noise was coming from Bobby’s room. His door was open just a crack and I could see a pale light leaking through.
I stepped up to the door and peered through the crack. Bobby was lying nude on his bed on his belly with his laptop open in front of him. I could see that he was watching a porn film of some blond giving a blow job to a massive hard cock. Bobby had a pillow stuffed under his hips and one hand beneath him, grasping his cock, it appeared. As his hips bounced up and down fucking his fist, I watched his beautiful ass flex. The smooth cheeks quivered as he pounded his hand, the deep crack opening and closing with each thrust. In less than an instant I was sporting a huge hard on myself.
I stood; my eye glued to the crack and jerked my cock in rhythm to my son jerking his own. I must have been a lot more excited or a lot hornier than he was because it was only a couple of minutes before a huge spurt of cum flew out of my piss slit and splashed against the door. Bobby hesitated and looked over his shoulder and I thought I’d been caught, but after a second he went back to fucking his fist. I scurried back to my room and climbed back in bed.
The next morning, I was sitting at the table eating breakfast when Bobby wandered into the kitchen. He made a bowl of cereal and sat down across from me and I said, “You look tired, you must have been up late.”
“I woke up and couldn’t go back to sleep.” he said.
“I heard.” I replied. “You need to oil the springs on that bed or something so it doesn’t make such a racket when you jerk off.”
Bobby blushed bright red and kept his eyes glued to his cereal.
“I’m not judging you.” I said. “Everybody beats off. Hell, I ought to have calluses in my palm after stroking off for all of these years.”
Bobby snickered and glanced up at me.
“There’s no reason to be embarrassed.” I said. “I jerked off myself last night. I was just a lot quieter about it.”
Bobby had regained his self composure and he said, “I woke up and started looking at some porn and one thing led to another.”
“There are some porn DVD’s stored in the back of the TV cabinet.” I said. “You’re welcome to use them. And, we’ve got the set up to play the internet on the TV, too. You might as well take advantage of the big screen if you feel horny and need to jack it. Just close the front curtains; I don’t want the neighbors coming over to give you a hand.”
Bobby snorted his cereal in his mouth and swallowed before laughing out loud.
“You’re pretty cool for an old guy.” he said.
“Old guy?” I said, a fake look of shock on my face. “You just told me yesterday that I looked like a model, now you’re telling me I’m a senior citizen.”
“That’s not what I meant, jerkwad.” Bobby said. “I just expected you to be more uptight about jerking off and sex and stuff.”
“Yeah, well, I expected the same from you. After that guy shaking his boner at you last night didn’t faze you, I figured you must be pretty relaxed.”
“That was so funny!” Bobby said. “I should have gotten a hard on myself or shook my ass at him or something to see what he’d do.”
“And then I would have had to punch him and you’d have had to bail me out.” I told him. “You just keep your hard on inside the house and save us all some trouble.”
“Yes sir, father man.” Bobby said, saluting.
I smacked him across the head and left for work.
My schedule at the gym was every other day, so that night Bobby and I stayed in. I made dinner and we watched a movie. Both of us had a glass of wine and traipsed off to bed as soon as the movie ended.
I woke up again in the middle of the night to unfamiliar noises. I could hear music playing low and conversation.
As soon as I opened my bedroom door, I knew what I was hearing. I looked up the hallway and could see the shadows moving from the television screen’s light. Bobby was watching porno.
I’d gone to bed nude and as I silently moved up the hallway my cock was already starting to grow.
Standing in the doorway, I could see the back of Bobby’s head over the rear of the sofa. I could also see his right shoulder pumping rhythmically. I moved forward.
When I was close enough to look over the sofa back, I saw that Bobby was nude and stroking his hard cock. Erect, his dick was at least as long as mine and even fatter. The thick head was dark red with a gaping piss hole.
“Want some company?” I asked.
Bobby jumped and pulled the throw pillow over his hard cock.
“Hang on, I’ll be right back.” I told him.
I went down the hall to the linen closet and got a towel for each of us. When I got back, he still had the pillow clutched over his lap.
“Believe it or not, I’ve seen a hard dick before.” I told him as I came around the end of the sofa, my cock standing upright. I tossed one of the towels at him and said, “Sit on this. I don’t want jizz stains all over the couch.”
I arranged the towel for myself to sit on. Bobby watched me and I knew he was checking out my erect dick. Finally, he put the pillow to one side and stood to cover his seat. His cock looked even bigger standing out from his thin body.
There was a lamp lit at his end of the sofa, on its lowest setting and I turned on the one beside me to match. I was holding my cock around the shaft so that it stood straight up as I said, “I’ve spent many a night on this sofa jerking off, just like you’re doing now.”
“I didn’t mean to wake you.” Bobby said.
“I’m glad you did.” I replied. “It’s a lot more fun to beat off to porn than in the bedroom.” I stroked up and down my shaft a couple of times and said, “This thing is overdue for a draining.”
Bobby chuckled and said, “That’s a big boner.”
I made a point of looking directly at his hard dick and said, “I think you may be even bigger than me.”
“I used to have a friend in school that I beat off with a couple of times. He claimed that I had the biggest dick he’d ever seen”
“I used to do that.” I said. “I think every guy goes through the stage where he jerks off with a buddy. I used to get compliments on my dick, too.”
“I must have inherited it.” Bobby said.
He looked back at the TV screen while I watched him stroke his cock.
“Don’t you use lube when you beat off?” I asked. “You’re going to get jerk burns on your shaft.”
I bent forward, conscious of how close the big thick piece of meat was to my face and reached into the drawer under the coffee table. I pulled out a tube of silicone lube and said, “Try some of this.” as I handed it to him.
He opened the tube and squeezed a line of lube down the length of his long cock and sat massaging it on the shaft as I lubed up my own dick.
“This feels a lot better.’ he said. “I guess you’ll have to educate me in the secrets of pulling your pud.”
“It looks like you’re pretty knowledgeable already.” I replied.
I lay back against the sofa, slowly stroking my hard meat. Bobby was watching me and I was watching him. He may have been young but he had a man sized dick.
After a few minutes, I began to play with my balls and Bobby followed suit. He moaned as he rolled them around in the loose sack. I squeezed my cock head so that a big wad of precum stood out from my piss slit and then I massaged it over my slick dick. Bobby tried and did the same thing.
Next, I slid my left hand down between my legs, under my balls and fingered my ass hole.
“What are you doing now?” Bobby asked.
“Don’t you ever finger your hole when you jerk off?” I asked.
“I never thought of it. What do I do?”
“Swing you legs around here on the sofa and spread them so I can see your ass.” I told him.
He looked a little uncomfortable but did as he was told. He turned his body so that he was resting against the sofa arm, pulled his legs up and spread them wide so that I had my first look at his virgin ass hole.
There wasn’t a hair in his crack and the tiny puckered hole was a deep rose color. It looked as tight as a bank vault.
I turned my body so that I was in the same posture and spread my legs for him so that he had a view of my hole.
“Can you see my ass hole?” I asked him.
“Just about, you’re hairier than a gorilla.” he said.
I scooped up some of the lube on my left index finger and reached between my ass cheeks. While he watched, I spread the lube on and around my hole and then began to play with it while I stroked my cock.
“Just do what I did.” I told him.
He lubed up the pretty little pucker and began to finger it while stroking his cock.
“Wow, I never guessed this could feel so good.” he said. He fingered the hole, stroking it in time to his pumping fist on his cock.
As he watched, I sank my slick finger into my ass hole up to the knuckle.
“Try putting your finger in your hole.” I told him.
He pressed his fingertip against the little opening and I almost shot my load right then and there as I watched his finger slide into his ass. He grimaced a little, and then began to pump his finger in and out of his hole.
“Stick it all the way in and feel around, especially in the front.” I told him.
He did as instructed, burying his finger to the whole length up his hole. I could tell by the tremor that shook him when he hit his prostate.
“Holy fuck, what was that?” he asked.
“It’s the gland that makes you cum.” I told him.
“Is it okay to touch it?”
“It’s okay to beat the hell out of it.” I told him. “The more you play with it, the harder you cum.”
His finger dug into his ass and he squirmed when he relocated the gland. He was wiggling his finger in his ass while pounding his cock. His dick had grown even bigger and harder and turned a deep shade of red, so full of blood it looked like it might pop. His hand flew up and down the shaft and his finger stroked away deep inside his hole while he squirmed in front of me.
In only a few minutes, he began to say, “Fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck…” in a low voice.
He was stroking the entire length of his cock, holding it upright away from his body, precum flowing out of the wide hole.
I was finger fucking my hole and pounding my own cock as I watched him.
The sensation became too much and with his eyes tightly shut, his body arched inward, drawing his ass up in the air, just as the first huge squirt of hot cum flew out of his piss hole. It splashed on his pecs and was followed by at least six more squirts, equal in volume to the first.
Seeing the cum fly out of his dick sent me over the edge, too, and I noticed that he watched me cum just as closely as I’d watched him.
We both relaxed onto the sofa. Bobby still had a finger up his ass and I couldn’t take my eyes off of the thick pearly ball juice splashed all over his chest. His big cock was softening and laying against his hip, a stream of clear fluid draining out of the hole and running down his side.
He looked at me.
“Jesus fuck!” he said. “That was the hottest thing I’ve ever done. I’ve never shot a load like that before.”
“It looked like a fire hose shooting.” I said. “I’m surprised your balls held so much cum. It looks really hot all over your chest, too.”
He looked down at his wet chest, then back at me.
“I think it looks hotter when it’s all over a hairy chest like yours.” he replied. “You look like a porn shot.”
I knew better than to continue the conversation, it was too early and who knows where it might lead.
I threw a towel at him and said, “I’m going back to bed. Don’t stay up all night. And use a lot more lube if you‘re going to play with you hole again.”
He mopped up the flood of cum on his body and handed the towel back to me and I used it to soak up the load on my chest, and then stood up.
He looked up at me and said, “Sweet dreams.”
I took the towel with me back to my bed and fell asleep with it on the pillow next to my face, inhaling the odor of his fresh cum.
The next morning, I was eating breakfast when Bobby came into the kitchen yawning.
“I told you not to stay up, what time did you finally go to bed?” I asked him.
“I didn’t look at the time.” he said. “I jerked off two more times, though. I wound up with three fingers up my ass hole; I can’t believe they all fit.”
“It stretches when you play with it.” I told him. “It must feel pretty sore, though.”
“It’s not bad at all.” Bobby replied. “My ass hole must be pretty elastic.”
“That’s a good thing.” I said as I got up to leave. “I don’t want to have to take you to the emergency unit and have to explain to the doctors how you broke your ass hole.”
“Gross!” he replied. “Go to work.”
I was pretty distracted all day at work, replaying my evening with Bobby over and over in my head. I felt like some type of pervert, wanting to fuck my own son’s butt. Then, I realized that he was a grown man and that he was capable of controlling what happened. And, it gave me an inspiration.
During my lunch break I drove out to the nearest dirty bookstore. Just as I had anticipated they had a wall sized display of dildos and other toys. After much deliberation, I bought two of them. One was a medium sized smooth dildo, the size of the average cock. The other was much larger, closer to the size of my cock. It was also shaped like a cock, balls and all with a neat suction cup on the bottom to hold it in place.
When I took them up to pay, the clerk behind the counter was a good looking guy around my age with tattooed sleeves and pierced ears. He gave me a too interested smirk and then asked, “For yourself or the wife?”
I decided to tell the truth.
“For my son, actually.” I replied.
For a moment he looked confused and then he said, “Damn, I wish you had been my daddy.”
On the way back to the job I phoned Bobby and told him to be ready after work and I’d pick him up for the gym.
I had a hard time concentrating on my workout that evening and our time in the showers was even more distracting. Watching the water glisten as it ran over Bobby’s chest, I kept picturing him covered with hot cum the night before. He knew I was watching him and didn’t make things any easier for me. I’m sure the shower voyeurs appreciated the rock hard stiffy I got, though.
When we were back home and had eaten, I said to Bobby, “Get some towels and put the porno on. I want to get an early start tonight, I bought you a present.”
I could tell he was intrigued. I went to my room and took the larger dildo out of the bag and hid it in my dresser drawer, then stripped off my clothes and headed to the living room. Bobby was already nude and erect.
I sat down on the sofa in the same place where I had sat the night before and he swung his hips and legs around so that his ass was open before me and his stiff dick lay against his abdomen. The little pink pucker between his cheeks looked good enough to eat.
“So, what did you get for me?” he asked.
I handed him the bag and he looked into it and then drew out the dildo.
“Is this for what I think it’s for?“ he asked.
“You seemed to have a pretty good time yesterday; I thought this might be easier and smoother than your fingers.”
“I want to try it.” Bobby said, excited. “Will you put it in me?”
My cock was already stiff, when I heard him ask that I honestly thought I was going to shoot my load without even touching myself.
“Sure,” I said, “I want to see how you like it.”
He handed me the dildo and the lube and watched as I greased the shaft up. When it was good and slick I said, “You might want to lay back and raise your legs so that I can get to your hole.”
He did as I told him, lying almost flat on the sofa. He raised his legs and bent them at the knees so that his ass gaped wide. When I saw his crack opened and his gorgeous little pucker in front of me, I actually felt my balls clench and a small shot of cum flowed out of my piss hole.
I added an extra dollop of lube to the head of the dildo and used it to massage the tiny hole. Bobby was making appreciative noises already.
“Are you ready?” I asked.
“That thing rubbing my hole is making me crazy.” Bobby said. “Slide it in me.”
I poised the head against his tight opening and applied pressure. His beautiful little hole blossomed, opening for the latex intruder. When half of the head was inside him I paused so that I could admire the sight.
“You doing okay?” I asked.
“Fuck yeah.” he said. “It already feels better than a couple of fingers.”
I applied more pressure and watched the tight red ring bloom around the slick toy. I could feel when the muscles opened all of the way around the fake dick and the shaft began to disappear into the stretched hole.
I paused again to let his ass get used to being spread.
“Man, this is so hot. Look at how hard my cock is.” Bobby said.
His cock was indeed harder than I’d seen it before. It may have been my length but it seemed to me to be thicker and more vein covered. His big balls had drawn up in their sack and perched tight against his body instead of hanging down over his taint like the night before. His big dick had turned a fiery red color that looked almost like it must hurt.
I eased the dildo a little deeper inside of him and then I began to wiggle it around in his fuck chute. The effect was electrifying. He arched his back and wiggled his hips as I drove the blunt tip of the dildo against his prostate. Before he even realized it, big gobs of cum were spurting from his dick. He was rocking back and forth and moaning, totally absorbed in the pleasure his ass was receiving.
“Damn,” I said, “I only got it halfway in and you already came.”
“Don’t take it out.” Bobby said in alarm. “My cock will stay hard and I love how it feels.”
I wiggled the dildo some more and he squirmed in appreciation. His cock remained as hard as it had been before, not wilting in the least.
Applying more pressure, I watched as the shaft of the toy slid smoothly into his relaxed hole. In only a moment, the entire length had disappeared. His cock was so stiff that it was standing out from his body in an arc above his abdomen.
“I take it you like that?” I asked.
In answer, he began to rock his hips and fuck himself with the toy as I held it steady. Seeing his tight hole ride the shaft was driving me crazy.
I gathered up the throw pillows and built a bank between his legs so that the dildo end rested against them. Now my hands were free to stroke my own cock as I observed.
I lubed up my dick and sat back. Bobby was riding the dildo, moving his hips up and down so that it fucked his hole in and out. He was panting, one arm thrown over his eyes and the other hand stroking his rock hard cock. Thick veins stood out on the surface of his dick and the head was so swollen it looked like it might explode, the piss hole gaping open perfectly round.
I got up on one knee to get a better view and pounded my cock in sync with his fist. My balls were swinging back and forth, making my cock even harder.
Bobby was really into it, his hips speeding up and bearing down so that every inch of the dildo spread his ass tunnel open. The whole sofa shook from his bouncing.
“Oh fuck, I’m going to cum again, I’m going to cum.” he said in a strangled voice.
I was pounding my cock like I wanted to kill it and just as I saw more pearly jizz fly out of his cock head, I started cumming myself.
Because of the way that I was perched, my juice shot straight out and I watched it land on the shaft of the dildo halfway buried in Bobby’s hole. I started to say something but before I could even open my mouth, his ass lips slid down the shaft and sucked up my cum. Seeing my cum disappear up his ass caused me to shoot another load of ball juice.
I felt like I might collapse and I sank back down onto the sofa. Bobby slowly stopped riding the dildo and lay panting with it buried in his ass. With his arm still across his eyes he said, “Man, that has got to be the best gift anybody ever gave me.”
I couldn’t suppress a laugh and he moved his arm and looked up at me smiling.
“You seemed to enjoy the show, so don’t laugh at me, you old pervert.”
“Guilty as charged.” I replied. “I’m glad you like your toy.”
“This thing is going to get a LOT of use.” he said.
“Well, I’m going to bed. Us old guys need our beauty rest.”
He hesitated a moment and then he said, “Thanks, dad. I really mean it. It’s so cool that we can be relaxed and everything together.”
“I’m glad that you’re glad.” I said. “Now just don’t stay up all night.”
I went off to bed and spent another night with my face buried in Bobby’s cum towel. At one point, I woke up and looked at the clock. It was 2AM and through the door that I had left open, I could see the flicker of shadows from the TV screen. I got up and looked down the hallway.
I could see Bobby, bent over so that the top half of his body rested on the back of the sofa, his ass to me. He had his legs spread and with his right hand he was thrusting the dildo in and out of his ass hole.
I didn’t see him the next morning before I left for work. He was probably too exhausted from the workout he’d given his hole the night before to get up. I called him mid-morning.
When he answered I said, “Finally awake, huh? I may have to lock that toy up and only give it to you at specified times.”
He giggled and said, “That would never work.”
“You don’t think so?”
He giggled again and said, “I’ve got it in my ass right now while I’m cleaning. If I put it up my ass and then slip on my briefs, they hold it in place.”
“You’re turning into a monster.” I told him. “I may have to spank you.”
“I wonder how that would feel while I have my toy up my ass.” he said.
He was giving me a hard on, just listening to him, so I told him that I had to go.
When lunch time rolled around, I had another inspiration so I drove back to the porn shop. I quickly found what I was looking for, leather cockrings with Velcro for easy adjustment.
When I carried them up to the counter, the same guy as yesterday was working.
“Back so soon?“ he asked as he rang them up. “These are some of our most popular items. I see you’re buying two. One for your son?”
“Yep, something else for him to enjoy.”
“So, he enjoyed the dildos you bought him?”
“I’ve only given him one; I’m saving the other till he gets tired of the first.”
“He’s a lucky boy.” the tattooed guy said. “You should bring him in sometime; I’d like to meet him.”
I couldn’t resist saying, “You like handsome young guys with hot bodies and big dicks?”
“I sure do. I like handsome older guys with hot bodies and big dicks, too, in case you’re curious.”
“I’ll keep that in mind.” I said as I picked up my change.
The rest of the day flew by in a muddle again. It took all of my concentration to deal with my work instead of daydreaming about my naked son.
When I got home, Bobby was still cleaning but he was now nude.
“Nice outfit.” I said as I came through the door.
“I bet you have one just like it.” he said.
I started supper while he finished up his cleaning chores and when I had everything on the table, he came in and sat down, still nude.
“You’re going to eat supper with your cock hanging out?” I asked.
“Sure, it feels great. You should try it.”
It felt odd to even think about but I couldn’t resist. I stood up and shucked off all of my clothes and then sat back down. Bobby ducked to look under the table and then sat back up, smirking.
“Your cock and balls are too big for the chair.” he said. “They’re dangling in the air.”
I bent to look at his cock and balls in the chair across from me.
“You’re hung as big as I am and it seems you’re dangling pretty well, too. Now shut up and eat.”
I enjoyed that meal more than I had in a long time, knowing that all of that pretty meat was hanging loose so close to me. We both acted pretty goofy throughout the meal.
When we were finished, I got up and started putting the dirty dishes into the washer.
“Are we going to play around again tonight?” Bobby asked.
“I’m glad you reminded me. I got another toy for you to play with.”
“If it’s as good as last night, I can’t wait.” he replied. “I’ll get the living room ready.”
By the time the dishwasher was loaded and running, he had made the necessary arrangements and had a porno film on the TV. I noticed as I sat down that his cock was already hard and standing straight up and his dildo and the lube were laid out on the coffee table in easy reach.
When I was seated, I handed him one of the cockrings.
“What do I do with this?” he asked.
“I’ll show you.” I said.
While he watched, I looped the leather strip under my balls and then fastened it at the base of my cock. My dick had been half hard, now the ring forced the blood to back up and my cock lengthened and stiffened and turned a dark red.
“It makes your cock harder and makes it harder for you to cum.” I told Bobby. “You can play with your dick for hours wearing one of these.”
He was anxious to try it out and I leaned over close to watch him put it on. I could smell the fresh cock scent wafting up from his crotch.
When he was in the ring and had it closed his cock flushed the same color as mine. His erection was long and fat and veins stood out from his reddened shaft. He grabbed his cock by the head, bent it forward and released it so that it slapped against his abdomen.
He lubed up his dick and handed me the tube and sat stroking his cock as I greased mine.
“This is really hot.” he said. “It makes my cock bigger and more sensitive but at the same time, it doesn’t feel as much like I need to cum.”
“That’s the whole idea. Try putting your toy in and see how it feels.”
Bobby started lubing up his toy, glancing at me all the while.
“It’s really hot to stick things up my ass while you watch me.” he said.
“That turns you on?”
“It sure does, it wasn’t nearly as much fun last night after you left or all day today. Get closer so I can put on a show for you.”
I lowered my body across the sofa and perched on my elbows, inches above Bobby’s wide open ass. His big cock was leaking precum even though it was bound up tight in the cockring and his gorgeous little ass hole was puckering with hunger. His eyes glued on my face, he positioned the blunt head of the dildo against his opening and began to slowly press it in. Watching his little hole expand sent heat waves through my cock. His meaty ball sack hung just above his hole and his balls squirmed as more of the dildo disappeared into his ass. In only a quick moment or two, the whole shaft was invisible and his reddened ring was stretched tight around the base.
“You liked watching that, didn’t you?” Bobby said.
I leant back against the sofa and grasped my stiff dick so that it stood straight up from my body. Precum was flowing out of my slit like a fountain.
“Was this your first clue?” I asked. “Show me how you fuck yourself with that thing.”
Bobby started slow, sliding the toy in and out of his ass. His cock bounced every time that the head hit bottom. He was squirming around to feel the toy hit different spots inside of his chute, panting with effort.
“You try it.” Bobby said. “You fuck me with it.”
He let go of the toy’s base and I grabbed it, keeping up the rhythm he’d started.
“Fuck me with it harder and faster.” he said, throwing his legs up so that his knees were on his shoulders and his ass was spread wide open in front of me.
I quickly complied, slamming the rubber dildo in and our of his starving ass hole. He threw his head back and put his arms under his knees so that he could raise his legs even higher and get more dildo into his hole. I was punch fucking the dildo into him and he was loving every inch. His fat cock had swollen and turned a lovely shade of deep red and his balls were drawn up tight against his cock base.
“Oh, that’s so good, daddy.’ he moaned.
That made me want to please him even more and I began to rotate the dildo around his ass walls as I thrust it in and out. That sent him crazy.
He began to rock with my thrusts, meeting the invading toy and moaning as it stretched his fuck chute.
His hips were bouncing up and down and his stiff cock rubbing against his belly.
“That’s it!” he yelled. “Ram that fucker up my ass.”
I was surprised at how much fucking his hole could take but I kept up the onslaught.
In another minute, he began to make a guttural sound deep in his throat and pulled his legs up to the highest possible position.
He made a loud groan and I saw pearly juice start gushing out of his cock, coating his chest, his face and even landing in his hair.
I slowed the dildo down until I had just the tip of it massaging his hole, tremors passing over his body as he slowly got over the sensations he’d felt. He lowered his legs gradually and I let the dildo pop free from his hole. He lay there like he was unconscious, covered in ball juice, eyes closed.
I grabbed one of the towels and draped it over his torso and said, “You’d better clean that up before it runs into your eyes. It’s not a comfortable experience.”
He grasped the towel and pulled it up and wiped the streams of cum off of his face, then wadded it up and scrubbed the rest off of his torso. The smell of fresh cum was overwhelming.
We sat quietly at each end of the sofa until he slowly recovered.
“Wow,” he finally said, “I didn’t even have to touch my dick and I shot one of my best loads ever.”
“If I hadn’t been otherwise occupied, I probably would have shot a load, too, just from watching you take that up your hole.” I replied.
He raised his body and looked at my cock and I lifted it upright so that he could see how hot and stiff it was.
“I have something to ask you now.” he said.
“And what is that?” I asked, already liking the sound of it.
“I want to watch you jerk off. Not from the other end of the couch, I want to watch close up. I want to see how your cock looks being stroked and I want to see your balls and I want to see the cum when it starts shooting out of your dick.”
“I guess I owe you after the show you gave me.” I said. “Sure, we can do that.”
Bobby got up and stood in front of me, his dick already starting to swell again.
“Spread you legs.” he said and as I did so, he crouched in front of me, his face inches away from my upright dick.
He put more lube on his toy and positioned it with the base against the floor so that his ass hole could ride it while watching me, then handed me the lube.
I coated my cock, swollen bigger than usual by the cockring and coated my balls, too. When I was all slicked up, I grabbed the shaft in my right hand and began to massage it. Bobby had his face as near as it could get to my stiff meat, taking in each moment of progress toward my orgasm.
I used my left hand to begin massaging my fleshy ball sack, rolling the bursting balls around as I beat my meat. It felt fantastic and was even better looking down past my stroking hand to see Bobby’s beautiful face inches from my cock, bouncing up and down as he fucked his ass on the dildo. He was hypnotized, his mouth hanging slightly open as he took in every detail. I spread my legs further, knowing that he’d get a clear view of my pulsing ass hole that way, too.
I could feel myself working up to cumming and I grabbed my balls and pulled them down tight in the sack, which made my dick get even harder. It felt like a piece of marble instead of flesh, it was so filled with blood and stiff.
“I’m going to shoot any minute.” I told Bobby He got up onto his knees and moved forward so that his face hung directly over the tip of my dick.
My first shot of cum squirted out of my balls, directly upward so that it splashed against the side of Bobby’s face. He laughed and moved back a bit, never taking his eyes off of the jets of cum shooting out of my piss hole.
The fierce flow slackened until only bubbles of juice were sliding out of my dick and I let go of it so that it fell forward between my thighs.
“Sorry about hosing you down.” I said. “I couldn’t control it.”
I looked at Bobby with my cum sliding down the side of his face and immediately wanted to beat off again.
“No problem,” Bobby said, “it wipes off.” He used his hand to sluice the thick wad down over his cheek into his palm and then wiped it on one of the towels.
“How was it?” I asked.
“Really great.” he said. “I’ve seen a guy jerk off before but I never really got a good look. It’s really hot, isn’t it?”
I looked down at the ribbons of cum spread over the hair on my chest and belly and replied, “I don’t know about you but it was one of the hottest loads I’ve blown.”
I lay still to recover; Bobby still perched between my legs watching my cock shrink and the last drops of cum flow out of my slit.
When I was back to normal I said, “I’m going to bed. You’re enough to kill an old man.”
“Looks to me like there are still plenty of years in that dick.” Bobby said.
I got up and padded into the hall. When I looked back, Bobby was already up on the sofa stroking his hard dick as he watched porn.
The next few evenings I purposely avoided playtime with Bobby. I told him that I felt like I was fighting a cold and wasn’t up to any dick activity. He took it philosophically though I could tell he was disappointed. Over the next few nights, whenever I’d peek down the hall, I’d see the TV on and Bobby playing with his ass and cock.
Finally, at the beginning of the next week, I came out into the living room in my cockring and sat on the end of the sofa. Bobby was lying on his back, fucking his hole with his dildo.
“Still at it, I see.” I said. “Are you getting bored with that thing yet?”
“It’s not as much fun as it used to be.” Bobby said. “My ass has gotten used to it or something; it just doesn’t feel the same.”
“I thought that might be the case so I got you another present.’ I told him.
I got up and walked down the hall, my stiff cock jutting in front of me to lead the way. I took the large dildo out of my drawer and hid it behind my back as I walked back into the living room.
“I wanted to let you get your ass stretched a little before I gave you this.” I told him as I handed him the big rubber cock.
His eyes glowed when he saw it.
“I’m sorry it looks like a cock. That was all they had.” I said.
“I don’t mind.” he replied. He wrapped his fist around the shaft and stroked it the way you would a cock, feeling the bumpy veins and especially the flared head.
“I figured it was around the same size as your dick, so you should be able to handle it.”
He held it beside his stiff dick and I had judged just about right.
“Hold it next to your dick.“ he told me, handing it back. I did as he asked and then he said, “I knew your cock was the biggest, you’re bigger than that thing.”
I gave it back to him and he noticed the suction cup at the bottom for the first time.
“What’s this for?” he asked.
“You can stick it on the floor or the wall or a tabletop. That way, it stays in place while you ride it and you have both hands free.”
“Come on. I want to try it.” he replied.
He was already lying down, so he pulled his legs up as he’d done before, exposing his pink pucker. It still looked as tight as it had before to me.
“Grease it up and feed it to my hole.” he instructed.
I slathered lube all over the big rubber dong, looking at his sweet hole and wondering what it would feel like to sink my cock inside of it. Just the fantasy made my dick throb.
I poised the big cock between his cheeks, rubbing the tip against his puckering hole. I began to apply pressure and his ass opened easily. When it reached the maximum it had stretched before now, I could tell that it hurt a bit. I fucked his hole for a minute with just the broad tip, relaxing him before pushing on. The tight hole continued to stretch until, without warning, the broad flange around the cock head popped through his ring. He jumped, getting used to the feeling would take a moment.
I wiggled the big head around a bit, relaxing his hole even more and then I began to press it into his ass.
It was much longer and thicker than he was used to and I could feel him jump and tense as the thick veins molded on the shaft cleared his hole and the fat head spread his channel open.
He didn’t say anything until I had the rubber cock buried in his ass up to the balls.
“Is this what a real cock feels like?” he asked.
“You’ll have to ask somebody else about that; I’ve never had the pleasure.” I replied.
I could see a look of calculation pass over his face and he said, “Well, you’re still young, you never know what may happen.”
I had a sudden vision of myself, lying in the same position that Bobby was now in, only with Bobby’s fat cock sliding in and out of my hole. I could feel my balls rising to shoot a load, just imagining it, so I lay back against the sofa to fight the urge.
Bobby reached down and fingered the fat shaft and his tight ass ring around it.
“I want to try the suction cup out.” he said, grasping the base of the dildo to keep it from sliding out of his hole. With a little difficulty he managed to stand up.
“Stick it on the hardwood of the floor and that way you can watch TV at the same time.” I said.
Now, he had to remove it so that he could position it. I watched the thick rubber cock as it slid out from between his plump cheeks and he jumped when the broad head popped out of his tight hole.
He licked the suction cup and pressed the cock onto the floor, halfway between the sofa and the television in front of me. Then, he got on his knees with his back to me and his hole hovering over the broad cock head.
“Are you watching?” he asked.
“I wouldn’t miss it.” I replied.
I had lubed my cock up and I started stroking it as he bent forward so that I could see his hole as he sat down on the monster. With only a little resistance it slid into him as he lowered himself onto it and soon the whole long shaft was up his ass again.
“Show me how a real cowboy rides.’ I said.
He began to raise and lower himself onto the fat rubber cock while I stroked my swollen meat. I found that if I positioned it just right, I could look at my cock with his pumping ass in front of it and imagine him riding my dick. The fat rubber shaft pumping in and out of his spread cheeks was a beautiful sight to behold.
“Man, watching you make love to that thing is going to make me blow my load, cockring or no cockring.” I told him.
“I take that as a compliment if you can’t hold your jizz.” he said. “Shoot your load for me.”
I watched his sculpted ass being reamed by the fat dildo as a stroked my cock harder. I’d been ready to shoot all evening, it didn’t take me long.
When the thick cum gushed out of my cock head, it was with such force that it flew across the space between up and splashed against Bobby’s back.
“Damn, you should be in the Olympics for cum shot distance.” he laughed as two more squirts landed between his shoulder blades.
With my balls emptied, I laid back and watched him ride the rubber cock. After a minute or two, my cum load began to get runny and started crawling down his back in the valley of his spine.
I hoped he wouldn’t rub it away and he didn’t. The thick stream of cum slowly trailed down his back until I saw it slip between his ass cheeks and onto the rubber dong. Riding up and down on it as he was, I could see my cum work into a lather around his hole and on the dildo itself. I was literally seeing stars, I was so turned on.
“I need to get some sleep.” I said, standing up.
“Already?” Bobby asked.
“Yep, you know I’ve been under the weather. I need some rest.”
Actually, I was afraid I’d wind up trying to rape my own son if I had to look at that sweet ass being fucked for another moment. I hurried down the hall and closed my door and was soon jerking off again, reviewing the sights I’d seen earlier. I fell asleep with my cock in my hand.
The next morning, a naked Bobby came into the kitchen as I ate my breakfast.
“How are you feeling?” he asked me. His big dick was swinging from side to side.
“Better.” I replied. “What about you?”
“My hole feels a little sore but nothing to worry about. I overdid it last night after you went to bed.”
“It’ll get better as you get used to it.” I said. I got up, gave him a kiss on the top of his head and left for work.
The rest of the week flew by. I kept my distance, using the pretext of my health to avoid any more night time jerk off sessions. I wanted Bobby’s hole well acquainted with a big cock before our next encounter.
As it turned out, the perfect opportunity arose for me to put the plan I’d been mulling into action that Friday. I had only been home a short time when the phone rang. On the other end was my sister Ella who I saw or heard from usually once or twice a year. She was, she announced, stopping by on Saturday to see how Bobby and I were doing, two men alone.
When I hung up, I said to Bobby, “That was your Aunt. She’s going to stop by and check on us tomorrow to make sure we haven’t reverted to animals. I’m going to need your help in the morning to give this place a thorough cleaning, you have no idea how nosy and critical she can be. I wouldn’t put it past her to be spying for your mother.”
“Don’t sweat it, dad.” Bobby said. “The place is already in pretty good shape, she won’t find anything to report on.”
The next day we spent the morning hours cleaning and buffing. I put Bobby in charge of the bedrooms while I did the living room, kitchen and bathroom. Everything went smoothly and while Bobby was busy, I removed his dildos from the coffee table drawer and hid them in the shed in the back yard. Step one was accomplished.
My sister showed up around three. She snooped through every inch of the house and went over everything with a fine tooth comb. I could see that she was disappointed that she didn’t find any booze, cocaine or naked women lying about.
She stayed until supper time and when I offered her a meal she said, “I shudder to think.” Thankfully she climbed on her broom and took off moments later.
I made supper and Bobby and I both sat down.
“Should we eat in the nude again?” I asked.
No sooner said than done. Bobby was out of his clothes before I’d even gotten my shoes off and he stood waiting until I was naked, too.
“I was beginning to think you didn’t want to do stuff with me anymore.” Bobby said.
My cock was slowly filling and lengthening and I grabbed it and showed it to him.
“Shall we have a beat off session tonight?” I asked.
“Hell, yeah.” Bobby said. “I miss my audience.”
We finished eating and I said to Bobby, “You stack the dishes and clean up; I’ll get everything ready in the living room. And don’t forget to get your cockring from your room.”
I went in and draped the sofa with towels and popped a porn DVD into the machine. It was a new one that Bobby hadn’t seen, selected especially for tonight. It had a sequence of a guy getting pegged by his girlfriend and then getting fucked in the ass by her lover who’d been hiding in the closet. I cued the disc up to start with that sequence.
Bobby came into the living room, his cock already standing straight up from the pressure of his tight cockring. He checked out my dick to make sure I was still in the mood and seemed to approve my erection. I was sitting on the sofa, leaning back so that my dick stood up from my crotch.
Bobby took a seat at the other end and I started the movie.
After a few minutes, I saw out of the corner of my eye that he had bent to open the coffee table drawer.
After a pause he said, “What happened to my toys?”
“Oh, fuck!” I said. “I didn’t want your snoopy aunt to find them so I locked them in the shed in back. I forgot all about them.”
“It’s okay, dad. I should have thought of that myself.”
“You can run out and get them if we can find a flashlight.” I told him.
“No, I’ll survive.”
We began watching the movie and it wasn’t long before the action on the screen involved a big dildo being stuck up a tight ass.
“Damn, that looks like a good time.” Bobby said. He was stroking his stiff dick while finger fucking his hole.
The story on the screen moved along, the guy learning to love having his hole used, begging for more to be shoved up him. Bobby was squirming beside me, 3 fingers up his ass.
“Fingers just don’t make it when you’re used to more.” he said. “I can hardly feel it.”
I was slowly stroking my cock, making sure that it stood up in plain sight.
The story on the screen changed. The wife’s lover, a black guy with an enormous cock, sneaked out of the closet to stand beside the bed. The wife, noticing him, says to the husband, “You want more up your ass? I’ve got a new toy for you, then.” She moves to the side and the lover takes her place behind the husband and shoves his huge dick up the guy’s ass. He, of course, goes crazy loving it.
I glanced over at Bobby and he saw me look at him. He’d been staring at my stiff cock.
“I have an idea.” Bobby said.
I hoped I knew what he was about to say.
“Since you forgot my toys, you owe me. I need something up my ass if I’m ever going to get off.”
I made sure that my cock was standing upright in the TV light and asked, “What can I do to make it up to you?”
“You could let me slide your cock up my ass.” Bobby said.
Bingo! And praise the lord!
“Wouldn’t that feel kind of weird?” I asked. “I mean, I’m your father. And, I assume, you’ve never had a cock up you.”
“It wouldn’t be weird, we jerk off together. And it’s kind of hot to think that my first cock will be my dad‘s.”
“How would we do it?” I asked.
Bobby got up and stood in front of me, then moved forward so that his hips straddled mine. He reached behind him and grasped the shaft of my cock. Just having him handle it at last almost made me cum.
He moved my cock head back and forth in his ass crack until he found his hole, and then slowly began to lower his hips. I could feel his hole opening around my cock head, allowing it entry. I could look down between his legs and see my cock lodged between his meaty buns.
Bobby paused, my cock head half inside his tight hole.
“I think your cock is even bigger than the rubber one.” he said.
He resumed his descent until my fat cock head popped inside his ring.
“Oh, fuck yeah.” he said.
As he began to slide down my fat shaft, I levered my hips upward to meet his clutching hole. In less than a minute, his big ball sack was resting on my pubic hair and my cock was in his ass to the hilt.
“Is this okay?” I asked.
“It’s perfect.” Bobby said. “A cock feels different from a toy. It’s hard and soft at the same time and it feels hot in my ass. I can feel your blood pumping in it, too.”
He rocked back and forth and side to side, making my cock feel welcome. His ass was tight around my cock and hot and slick. Rubbing my cock against his satiny ass walls made me want to shove my cock in him even deeper.
“I wish I’d known about this sooner.” Bobby said. “I wouldn’t have even bothered with the toys.”
He began to ride up and down on my cock, raising and lowering his ass with his hands on my shoulders. His big hard cock and balls bounced up and down, slapping first his belly and then mine.
I grasped his big dick around the shaft and used my other hand to trap his balls. I stroked his hard cock and he said, “Goddamn, that feels so good. I was hoping you’d play with my cock.”
He leant back and supported himself with his hands on his knees, his cock arching up and his ass hole riding my cock. He levered himself up and down and I fondled his balls while stroking his big hard dick.
“Your dick feels really big inside of me.” he said. “It feels even bigger than my big toy.”
His hole was milking my cock like a velvet glove.
I was overcome with lust and I lifted his legs and threw him to the side, my dick sliding out of his hot hole.
“What’s going on?” he asked but I ignored his question while I arranged his body.
I put him on his knees on the floor with his upper body on the seat of the sofa. His luscious ass was up and open, waiting for my cock. I could see his reddened hole that had moments before been stretched around my cock shaft.
I grabbed my cock by the base and fed it into his slick hole in one motion, not stopping till I felt my belly against his ass cheeks. It felt better than any pussy ever could, so tight and hot and wet.
I moved my hips, batting my cock head back and forth deep inside of him and he moaned at the feeling.
I was a victim of my own appetite and need. I grabbed his wrists and held him down on the sofa as I began to hammer fuck his hole. I could look down and see the beautiful sight of my thick cock sliding in and out between his meaty ass cheeks as the shaft disappeared and re-emerged from his tight hole. His lush ass cheeks quivered every time my hips slammed my cock home.
He began making a high pitched sound in his throat in time to my pounding cock but he didn’t seem to be in any distress. His eyes were closed, his mouth hanging open, totally abandoned to my thrusting cock.
I don’t know how long I spent plowing his hole. Eventually, however, my cock started to swell and my balls started to rise. I slowed down, trying to hold off the inevitable but to no avail.
I buried my cock so deep in his ass that I was afraid his ass ring would split, when I knew I had to release my cum.
It felt like molten lave climbing the channel in my dick and it blasted into him like a fire hose. I was hunched over his back, unable to stay upright on my knees from the force of my load emptying into him. I made sure that my cock stayed buried until every drop was wrung from my balls.
When I regained my strength I pulled myself up to my knees and looked at him. His head was resting sideways on the cushion. He was smiling while sucking on his thumb.
My cock was almost soft when I finally released his wrists and backed it out of his wet hole. When the big head popped free of his ring he let out a little, “Oh!”
I rested back on my haunches behind him and looked at his open ass. The hairless cheeks were spread wide around his freshly fucked hole and little pearls of cum ran out of his hole and down between his legs and dripped off of his balls. He still hadn’t moved.
“Are you alright?” I asked.
He seemed to wake from a dream, batting his eyes and looking around. Then, he turned and wrapped his arms around me so tightly and hard that we both toppled over sideways onto the floor. He buried his face in my neck while hugging my torso and I felt his lips kissing my sweaty flesh.
“I guess that means you liked it.” I said.
He looked up at me and said, “That was so good. I had no idea that it could be like that. I felt like you had taken complete control over me and that my hole belonged to you.”
“It ought to belong to me.” I said. “I spent enough years paying child support for it.”
He laughed and swatted at me and then said, “No, really. That was like the best and most intense experience I ever had. Totally different from riding on a dildo.”
I could feel his hard cock pressing against my side and I got an idea.
“Since you got to try what you wanted, can I try something?” I asked.
“After fucking me like that, you can try anything.” he said.
I rolled him over on his back and then positioned my self belly down between his legs. His huge stiff cock lay along his belly and his full balls hung down in the valley between his legs. I grasped the shaft of his cock and stood it upright and said, “I’ve never done this before so I might not be any good at it.”
As he watched, I licked his stiff cock from the base to the head. He was dripping precum and I rolled it in my mouth, tasting it. It was sweet and musty and salty, all at the same time.
When my mouth closed around his cock head, he jerked in a spasm. His cock was delicious, not at all what I’d expected. It tasted somewhat the way his crotch smelled but with another flavor, too, meaty and male. I slid his head into my throat as far as I could and he let out a big sigh.
I’d seen enough blowjob videos to understand the basic technique. The rest I learned as I went along based on his reactions. My lips quickly got used to the feeling of sliding up and down his hard shaft and I found I could swallow more cock each time I tried. I was playing with his meaty balls, sliding them around in the sack. He spread his legs wider and I moved my hand down to his ass.
My finger slid into his hole with no resistance and I finger fucked him for a moment. I could feel my slimy cum coating his insides.
First two, then three fingers sank inside of his ass while my mouth made love to his big dick. I could tell when I hit his prostate by his gasp and jerk upward.
I began to stroke it and tap it with my fingers, almost causing him to rise off of the floor. The thick piece of meat in my mouth was streaming with a mixture of precum and cum and I loved the taste.
I increased the speed of my mouth on his dick and at the same time forced my fingers deeper into his hole.
I could feel his hard prostate swell to twice its previous size and he began to make a noise like, “Huh-huh-huh.”
The stream of cum that blasted out of his dick reminded me of films I’ve seen of oil gushers.
It shot out with such force and volume that even though I gulped it down, it still overflowed my mouth and ran down my chin. He was jerking upward with each spurt, shooting it farther down my throat.
When the well finally tapped out, I eased my fingers from his plundered hole and eased my mouth off of his cock.
“Did I do alright?” I asked.
“Holy fuck, I thought my head was going to explode.”
I saw drops of his pearly juice that had landed on his pubic area and balls and I cleaned them each up with my tongue, causing more spasms to shake his body.
Finally, I dropped my head onto the pillow of his abdomen with his gorgeous cock pressed against the side of my cheek.
“There’s no way we’re going to not do this in the future.” he said after a minute or two.
“Huh, cum down my throat one time and you think you’re in charge?” I asked playfully as I sat up.
“No, you’re in charge.” he said looking up at me. “Just feel how much of your cum is dripping out of my ass hole if you don’t believe me. But I can tell you one thing.”
“And what is that?”
“From now on, I’m sleeping in your bed.”