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.”
Dad’s taking a well deserved nap while tanning his fabulous body. With Mum away for the weekend, he didn’t get much sleep, spending most of the night fucking me instead. My ass is sore, but I still want more. I want to spend every available moment having sex with my father. He’s obviously tired, though. So perhaps I’ll let him rest for a while. he can lie there and dose while I crawl between his legs and do all the work for a change.
Dad is so sweet. He insisted we keep our underwear on for this first sexual encounter. Once they came off there would be no going back, and he wanted me to be totally sure before committing the actual act of buggery.
Well I was already sure, and having the big brute lying on top of me, writhing away between my legs, hasn’t changed my mind - quite the opposite in fact. His dick feels pressed against mine - father and son hard as a rock. I can hardly wait to get it out - taste it like I’m tasting his mouth right now, then have him slide it all the way up my ass and give me the first of many fuckings. But I’ll bide my time, sure that it will happen, and happen quite soon. I can feel Dad’s urgency. I can feel his neen. And it won’t be long before I feel his seed fired into my welcoming bowels as he claims what has always been his.
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Looks like Mum’s off for another of her gossipy lunches that thankfully last all afternoon. I can tell this from the clothes Dad’s wearing, and the size of the bulge in his shorts, which I know for a fact is natural, the man being wonderfully blessed. It’ll probably be another hour before I get my hands on it all, but he likes to advertise in advance and have me silently howling like a bitch on heat, gagging to expose even more meat - chew on his nipples, suck on his cock, then have the big stud slowly take charge and spend a few hours pounding my ass.
As you can imagine, I can barely wait.
In the meantime, I hover around and sneak the odd glance. God, would you look at him! He’s such a tease. And that man can fuck as good as he looks, which when combined with his insatiable appetite for young male ass, and how turned on he gets doing supposedly taboo things, makes me the luckiest son in the world - screwed to delirium on a regular basis by my not so straight incestuous dad.
“That’s good, Son. Give Daddy’s nipple a suck and a chew. Do the same to the other one then work your way down. You’ll see that Daddy’s dick is really hard and hungry for your mouth.”
When I was a kid, I used to sit on Dad’s lap before going to bed and he’d read me a story. It was my favourite time of day. Now I’m older, I still sit on Dad’s lap before going to bed, and he tells me a story without any words. He makes it clear how much he wants me. How he wants to join me in my bed and pleasure me in all sorts of ways. And I make it clear that I’m all his, and that there’s no need to rush upstairs - he can have me right here on the couch. And the story is - he usually does.