Yes! That’s right! You would have thought he’d have the sense to go out and buy something else for this holiday after being told about my deviant nature. But no – Dad is a traditionalist and sticks to his Speedos, seemingly oblivious to the effect they have on me! He has several pairs, though the black ones are his favourites, and he fills them out disturbingly well: peachy at the back, his ass beautifully pert despite his advancing years; and bulging at the front with a heck of a big package. That’s another genetic gift that good old Dad passed on. I’ve got an eight inch cock and I reckon Dad’s is bigger… At least in my sordid fantasies it is!
Yeah, I know. It’s bad!
But I reason it’s bad in a harmless sort of way. I bet loads of gay lads wish they could see their dad’s erection, or at least they would if they had a dad like mine. I bet they’d want to see his flaccid meat dangling long and fat, and watch as the cock filled with blood to stiffen into a towering great phallus. It stands to reason they would stare, totally entranced, as he jerked on the thick creamy shaft and toyed with the big purple knob at the end, smearing it with the juice that seeped from the eye. And what a treat it would be to see the balls churn about, then rise in their sac as they prepared to explode. What lad could resist having an eyeful of my dad as he tossed back his head and let out a groan whilst a thick rope of spunk shot out of his slit, followed by another and another, till the horny big bugger was drenched in his mess and totally spent. Would it be such a sin to watch such a thing just because that spunk was genetically linked?
Extract from SAILING WITH UNCLE SAM
Given his size and appearance, some people think Dad’s an intimidating brute. And while he can act like savage beast, there’s a softer, considerate side to him as well. Like here in the shower, he’s wearing a vest, because he knows it turns me on so much - seeing all that furry brawn through the wet cotton - an extra layer of deliciousness for me to play with then remove. He can be ever so tender during the foreplay, and occasionally tender when he fucks me as well. But the savage beast will eventually come out, which is when my dad is at his best - screwing the living daylights out of me, pounding away between my legs and crushing me with his manly bulk.
That’s Dad in his favourite chair showing off his manly bulges - one of his many preludes to sex. All of the bulges will get some attention, starting with the exposed ones - the biceps and thighs. Then I’ll move on to his beefy chest, gnawing at the cotton before taking off the tee-shirt to feast on bare paternal flesh. By this point, I’ll be aching to touch my favourite part, but I know the rules that Dad sets - I have to wait until permission is given to play with his fabulous package. It’s an agony of torment. despite all the other treats I get - to see his cock straining in his pants, with precum soaking the material around the knob. He drives me mad with teasing denial, which makes me work with all the more passion on the rest of his body. But can you imagine the euphoria when he finally relents, and accepts what he’s fought to delay. The oral sex I give him is wonderful but brief. We’re both so inflamed, it lasts only a few minutes before Dad takes control and fucks me like a savage. Again it’s brief, but so fulfilling - both of us coming in a maelstrom of rutting. And then I’m allowed to suck him again, taking my time, savouring every second - knowing that he’ll also take his time when he decides to screw me again.
Dad’s got a great chest and he likes to flaunt it.
I like to fondle it and spunk all over it, which I always do when I’m riding his cock. Then I get the pleasure of licking the mess off, which means licking Dad's chest at the same time.
My brother is such a cocktease, acting like this. The way he’s dressed is okay as we’re here on holiday, relaxing by the hotel pool. But the expression on his face, and those wide spread legs, make it obvious what he’s after. And there are plenty around who would happily oblige, even risking arrest by doing it here in public.
I happen to be one of them. It’s only been an hour since I had his cock in my mouth, but I’m gagging to suck it again. I want to kneel between those legs and give him all that he deserves, and hopefully earn a mouthful of cum. I want to mount him as well and ride his dick as I look at him, while running my fingers though the hair on his chest.
So enough of the cockteasing, my sexy big brother. Time for us to go back to our room for another few hours of incestuous passion
Dad’s making it clear he wants some worship before offering up his cock for me to suck. And of course he’ll get plenty. Just look at that bulging bicep that will get tongued along with his sweaty pit. I’ll smother my face in his hairy chest and give his nipples a good old chew. He deserves to get the full oral works, and I’ll enjoy every bit of it. Of course my hands won’t be able to keep away. They’ll want to have a play as well. And they’ll obviously go roaming under that sheet to feel the best part of my dad - which is high praise indeed given the rest of him.
“Okay, boy. You did a good job for a first attempt, and earned yourself a mouthful of Daddy cum. Enjoy the treat and swallow it down, then have a go at these beefy pecs of mine. Show some skill and get Daddy hard again. Then you’ll get another treat when Daddy pops you’re sweet little cherry and fucks the living daylights out of you.”
“How was your walk along the beach?”
“Fine thanks, Dad.”
“See anything you liked?”
“There are a few fit guys around. None that fill a pair of Speedos like you, though.”
“You had a good look then.”
“Couldn’t resist. Just like I can never resist looking at you. But with you I’ll always want to do more. So why don’t we go to our room for a while. You can strike the same pose and I can look a lot closer - worship the bulge straining the Lycra then suck out a load of spunk from your balls.”
“Fair enough. It’s been a few hours since I emptied them, and we might as well make the most of the holiday. But I’ll want you to ride my cock as well as suck it.”
“Whatever you say, Dad. You know I’m yours to command.”
“There you are! I was just about to call you. I thought you might have taken a different route to my flat, while I was sitting here hoping to meet you.”
“No. Same route as always. I was stopped in my tracks when I saw you from a distance. I’ve been lurking around, spying on you. And watching the reaction of people as they pass. You’ve been creating quite a stir sitting topless like that. You could have your pick of all the gay men in the park - yet it’s me you’re waiting for - someone twice your age.”
“I’m waiting for the best - at least the best for me. Now come on, Dad. We’ve wasted enough of your lunch break with your lurking around. I want to spend the rest of it with your cock up my ass.”