#gayerotica

[trygod]

Day at the lake

[oleksandrbalbyshev]

My new painting “Twins” inspired by David Hockney

Modes @czechtwins_official

[scarystoriesfromthegayside]

Country Boy

His name was Jacob, he lived down the street in my neighborhood. We were quite the fancy family but he was the country boy. He loved do work outdoors and get sweaty and dirty. I caught him taking his shirt off one time while mowing the lawn. His body was slim but beautiful, he had a trace of hair on his chest and down to his jeans was his happy trail. It was that day he caught me looking. I blushed hard but Jacob started to smirk. I was walking one day and saw Jacob tending to his garden. Just then he said without looking.

“Did you like what you saw yesterday?”

I tried to walk away but I froze on the spot. He was looking at me now with that devilish smirk he had. I just nodded. He nodded as well.

“You thirsty,” Jacob asked.

I nodded again. He motioned his head towards his house and walked with him inside. In his living room I sat on the couch. But then I noticed Jacob was close to me standing over me. His crotch was in my face. I looked up and Jacob winked.

“You don’t talk much,” Jacob said. “You like to look. And I like to play.”

Jacob then grabbed me from the couch and planted his lips on mine. He tasted of mint and cigarettes. Our tongues wrestled till saliva was hanging out of mouths. This was fucking hot.

“Open your mouth,” Jacob breathed out.

I did and he spat into it and closed in with his mouth again. I felt our dicks rub together as both of us were hard as fuck. I wanted more and more of him. He lifted his arm up and forced my face into his sweaty, musky armpits. He smelled ripe but I was fucking horny and this was helping so much. I sniffed and licked the sweat of the hairs. He growled.

“Yeah, you fucking pig,” Jacob growled. “Smell those fucking pits.”

We undressed till we were just skin. Jacob was thick and bushy around everything. I went to my knees to get a better glimpse of his piece.

“Suck it pig,” Jacob said. He spat in my mouth.

I licked the slit first, tasting the salty precome that was already made. I went all the way down till my nose was all the way into his jungle. I smelled the musk of sweat from his pubes. He was so fucking hot. I slobbered all over his piece, making him squirm and curse.

“Fuck dude,” Jacob yelled.

He forced me on my feet and bent me over the couch. Just then I felt his prickly face go right into my ass and he started licking my opening. I moaned and gasped as he went in on me. He was forceful and I loved it. His face was wet from eating me up. He came from behind me and placed his lips on mine again. I tasted really good.

“I wanna fuck you,” Jacob said.

His head was touching my entrance already. He didn’t even waste time to slide into me. I gasped and cursed as he entered me. The thrusting went wild as he fucked me to oblivion. I screamed, he screamed. The clapping sound of his body to my ass made me precome bad. Right then, not even touching myself, I came all over his couch. Just then Jacob tensed.

“I’m gonna come, oh fuck,” Jacob screamed.

Right at the last thrust I felt the warm come inside of my ass. My ear ringed from him screaming into my ear.

“That was great pig,” Jacob said.

“You’re welcome,” I said.

“Oh, he does talk,” Jacob laughed.

“I can do more than talk,” I said and kissed his lips again.

[suitedwestend]

Wrestling Revenge

As promised, here’s a commission I finished last week that I was kindly allowed to share. This is the story of a beefy ex-wrestler called Theo who gets called to participate in a re-match with a guy he fought at High School. As you’d expect, things don’t go as planned . . . I hope you all enjoy this one-off and feedback is welcome, as always! 

Theodore Walsh was a tank. There was no other way to describe him. Since his wrestling days at high school and college, Theo had only gotten bigger and to say he was intimidating was an understatement.

At 6’3, he had huge shoulders, a massive furry barrelled chest, thick arms, and thighs like tree trunks. His chest was a little softer than it had been at college and his stomach was definitely a bit fuller than his wrestling days, but his arms and legs were still thick, solid muscle.

Theo had a thick jaw to match the rest of his body, which looked even bigger behind his auburn beard. His hair was buzzed on the sides and the top was a mess of auburn curls.

As he lounged on the sofa one Thursday morning, Theo got a text.

You probably don’t remember me, but we were at high school together. I wondered if you still wrestled and if you’d be up for a rematch? There’s a charity thing at a bar in the city on Saturday night and I’ve signed us up . . . just in case. Let me know! Miguel

Another message immediately followed with details of time and location.

Theo scratched his furry chest as he tried to remember who the hell Miguel was. He’d fought more guys in high school and college than he could count, and he’d never lost a match. It was more than likely that someone he’d defeated in a match wanted another shot. It had certainly happened before.

Granted, Theo hadn’t wrestled for a couple of years, but he was more than eager to pull his college wrestling suit out of retirement and give the guy a rematch.

I’m down! Game on bud!

Theo put his phone down and scratched his balls, which immediately made his cock pulse. He’d been taking part in No Nut November, and it was the 27th. He’d never been so horny in his life and was getting hard at the slightest thought or touch.

But he had other things to focus on. He had a match to prep for!

Thursday and Friday passed quickly and before Theo knew it, he was throwing his wrestling singlet into his bag and heading to the bar.

He had to admit that he was excited to wrestle again. It had been way too long since he’d humiliated a guy by pinning him in mere minutes and making him beg. Sure, he wasn’t in shape like he was college, but he was still insanely strong, and his mass alone would make pinning a guy to the mat incredibly easy.

After Theo had parked and headed down the street, he looked up to find a bar called “The Fire Hose”. The bar was a gay bar, which Theo wasn’t overly comfortable with but he’d definitely give the guys a show. He’d always found plenty of people screaming about how hot he was in his wrestling singlet. As much as he’d have preferred some hot girls in the audience, a match was a match.

“Ooo, I didn’t realise it was burly bear night,” the guy behind the bar said as Theo finally made his way to the front.

“I’m here for the wrestling match,’ Theo said with his rumbling voice.

The guy’s eyes lit up. ‘Oh, so you’re Theo! Go through that door at the end of the room and someone will show you where to change.”

Theo pushed his way through the tight knit crowd of sweaty guys, ignoring the odd grope of his bicep or his butt.

“You must be the wrestler guy.”

Theo turned around to come face to face with a heavily made-up drag queen with a massive blonde wig. “Woah!”

‘Oh honey, I get that a lot. I’m Miss Hose. You’re through here.”

Theo followed Miss Hose into a small room with a little desk that was covered in make-up and a vanity mirror. There was a tiny sink, an old-fashioned screen and bottle of vodka and that was it.

“So, I just change here?’ Theo asked.

Miss Hose laughed. “It’s not the Plaza, but what do you expect in a dive bar like this. Change here and I’ll introduce the match in ten.”

Theo stepped behind the screen, dropped his bag, and pulled off his sweater to reveal his thick furry chest and his massive arms. “Are you trying to watch?”

“You can’t blame a girl for wanting to see the view! Feel free to keep going whilst I finish my mug.”

Theo shrugged and kicked off his trainers, before glancing behind him to make sure Miss Hose was occupied before he undid his belt and pushed his jeans to ankles.

“So, what exactly did you do to Miguel to warrant this wrestling match?”

“I don’t remember who Miguel is. I just like to wrestle.”

Miss Hose howled with laughter. “Hold up! You’ve come to a gay bar to take part in a wrestling match with a guy you don’t even remember? Do you even know what Miguel looks like?”

“Doesn’t matter,” Theo grunted as he yanked on a very snug jockstrap that had seen better days. The straps dug sharply into his furry cheeks and the pouch felt like a prison. Even adjusting his bulge felt like masturbating after so long and he immediately let go when he felt himself chub up.

Theo ignored Miss Hose as she kept talking. He grabbed his singlet and stepped into the old faithful, shiny red lycra. It seemed like only yesterday that he was pulling it on for his senior year championship match, but aside from the years that had passed, there was another significant difference.

The singlet didn’t come close to fitting like it used to.

The seams around his thighs were stretched to the limits and he barely managed to get the singlet over his bubble butt, not to mention over his gut before finally stretching the straps on to his shoulders, which were significantly more muscled than they were at college.

Theo pushed his feet into his trainers and was very conscious of how the singlet was riding up his butt. He stepped out from behind the screen and was stunned to see just how tight the singlet was in the mirror.

“Well slip me a pill, slap me around and call me Betty! Are you sure you wanna wear that in a gay bar sugar?”

Theo gulped as he saw the thin lycra stretched ridiculously tight across his bulky body. “I guess so. I wanna wrestle, so . . .”

‘Okay but be warned – you will get mobbed looking like that.”

Theo tilted his head to the side like a big, confused puppy. “Why?”

The drag queen laughed and shook her head. “You’ll see! Wait here and I’ll call you out.”

Theo nodded and once he was alone, he tried to pull the lycra free from his furry butt crack. He stretched out his arms and his legs as he waited to be called and after a few minutes, he heard Miss Hose’s voice over a microphone.

“And our competitor for tonight . . . give a Fire Hose welcome to . . . THEO!”

Theo pushed open the door and was met with the sight of hundreds of guys packed together. They cheered and wolf whistled as he pushed his way through the crowd towards a spotlight and the drag queen. He felt people touch his arms, his chest and even his butt. Theo wasn’t fazed by that sort of attention, but given his horny state, it certainly wasn’t helping him keep his attention off of his dick.

It was as he got into the open space with a wrestling mat that he saw the guy that must be Miguel. He was absolutely huge! A tower of thick muscle and handsome features in a black singlet. He was taller than Theo by a good 4 inches and was probably wider in the shoulders, not to mention much trimmer in the waist.

As hard as he tried, Theo couldn’t ever remember wrestling Miguel. He’d have definitely remembered a match with someone so much bigger than him.

“Competitors to the mat,” Miss Hose yelled into the mic. “Take the neutral position.”

“Hey Miguel,” Theo said as he took his position.

Miguel raised his eyebrows. “You don’t remember me at all, do you?”

Theo shook his head. ‘Sorry man. I don’t. I wrestled a lot of guys in high school and college.”

“How many of those guys did you leave sobbing on the mat after you ripped their singlets off and exposed their tighty whities to the whole school?”

Theo had a sudden flashback to senior year at high school. A tall, lanky junior had been his opponent and he wanted to show the idiot why he was the best. He’d destroyed the kid before ripping his singlet open and walking off. He hadn’t paid attention to what he was wearing until he’d seen the pics online after.

“But you were so skinny and that was high school,’ Theo rumbled dumbly.

“I’m not now. Game on!”

Theo suddenly realised what a bad idea this match was. Miguel could destroy him in seconds. What had he been thinking just turning up to a random fight?

Miss Hose blew a whistle and Miguel immediately slammed into him; their shoulders locked together.

“Is the see-through singlet intentional?” Miguel whispered in his ear.

Theo looked down and was shocked to see that the bright lights on the mat had made his threadbare singlet practically transparent. He could see the fur on his stomach, not to mention the straps of his jock.

Before Theo could open his mouth to respond, Miguel spun to the side and wrapped one of his huge muscular arms around Theo’s thick neck putting him in a head lock.

“I really hope that jock’s clean,’ Miguel said into his ear as people whistled and cheered.

Theo didn’t have a chance to ask Miguel why when he felt Miguel’s free hand suddenly grab the back of his singlet and pull. The overstretched material took barely any additional strain to rip and within seconds, the lycra split down Theo’s back, stopping just below the waistband of his jock so that his furry crack was on show.

“Wait! What are you doing?” Theo yelped trying to break the head lock.

Miguel released the head lock and shoved Theo backwards on to the mat. Theo felt his singlet rip further as his cheeks connected with the mat.

In his seated position, Theo was suddenly conscious that the exposure and the adrenaline were having a completely undesired effect on his dick, which was starting to harden in his worn jock.

“Check out that hairy butt!”

“Yas Daddy!”

“Take it all off stud!”

The yells weren’t helping Theo’s dick and his lack of attention meant that Miguel had no problem coming behind him and putting him into a rear chin lock that made him yelp.

As Theo tried to get Miguel off of him, his cock reached full mast and he shifted even more on the mat. The jock was tight before and it was nearly unbearable now.

With Theo distracted, Miguel released one of his hands to rip the front of Theo’s singlet which tore down the chest and stomach like a hot knife through butter.

“Dude! Lay off the singlet!” Theo yelled.

Aside from it being his favourite college singlet, Theo was now very conscious that his bulging jock would be even more on show.

Miguel laughed. “Dude, are you getting off on this?”

“No! I don’t do guys. I just . . . I’ve been doing No-Nut November and I’m really . . .”

Miguel laughed even harder and released the chin lock. “Oh, this just got even better!”

Theo jumped to his feet ready to defend himself and preserve some dignity, but as he stood to his full height, the remains of his singlet floated to the floor, leaving him stood in nothing but his sweaty jock and his trainers and socks.

The cheers were deafening as Miguel bounced behind Theo and clamped his arms around his torso. The rear bear hug hurt like hell, but what was worse was that Theo’s front was completely exposed to the bar. His cock was now pulsing inside the tight jock, and he could feel the head pressing against the waistband trying to lengthen out.

“I think we need a little more exposure,” Miguel yelled behind him.

“No, wait, please,” Theo whimpered as he tried to shake Miguel off.

Miguel released one hand, grabbed the waistband of Theo’s jock and yanked it as hard as he could. The old elastic snapped with a loud twang and came free in Miguel’s hand.

Theo’s cock sprang free and slapped against his gut, the head shiny with precum.

The guys in the bar went crazy seeing the two hulks fighting and now that one of them was butt naked, they could barely contain themselves.

Theo was in a frenzy. He’d never been owned on the mat by anyone, and as if that wasn’t humiliating enough, he was naked and his cock was ready to explode.

“Miguel, let me go now bud. You win alright,’ Theo begged.

“No chance. This is way too much fun. You might not be into guys, but I am.”

Theo wriggled even harder, but Miguel slammed him forward on to the mat, his dick driving against the rubber. Miguel sat on his back and locked his thighs so that Theo couldn’t move his arms.

Precum leaked from Theo’s dick on to the mat and he couldn’t stop himself from grinding his dick against it as he tried to get free from Miguel. Unfortunately, after nearly a month of not jerking off, Theo was in ecstasy and was moaning against the mat as his cock slid back and forth.

“Fuck dude, are you humping the mat?” Miguel asked as he felt Theo bucking.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck!”

Theo couldn’t control himself as he felt his balls tighten and the best orgasm of his life exploded out of him. Miguel jumped off of him and spun Theo over just in time for the first shot of cum to land on his furry chest.

The crowd screamed and laughed as Theo painted his chest, chin, and stomach in cum.

“Well boys, I think everyone is a winner tonight. Give it up for Miguel and our explosive guest, Theo!”

Theo barely heard what the drag queen said as he climbed to his feet and pushed his way to the dressing room. Cum was drying all over his body as guys groped and stroked him, but all Theo could think about was how he wanted it to happen all over again.

[gayeroticafiction]

Cocktail Italiano

A Gay Erotica Story

After four weeks travelling around Italy, we spent the last few days relaxing in Rome before flying back to Australia. My wife and I decided to take our adult kids on a trip, thinking it may be our last family holiday before they left home, and we had been having a great time. So much to see...and lots of hot guys at the beach or poolside for this straight-acting guy to check out.

Two nights before we flew out, I was feeling like seeing a bit of night life of Roma and remembered seeing a cool little cocktail bar about two or three blocks away from our hotel. The kids were hanging out with some other people their age, who they had met on the trip, and who were also stopped in Rome. It was getting to about 8.30pm and I had got ready to head out. The weather had been really warm while we were in Italy and the evening was quite balmy. I dressed in shorts and a linen shirt and slip on shoes. My wife was really tired and decided to have the night in and get some sleep. That was fine with me...happy to have a night on my own and do the things I'd like to do.

I went out onto the street and started walking to the cocktail bar. It was a busy night and there were lots of people out, enjoying the weather and the nightlife. I walked through the door to the quaint little building; an old, double story shop. It was busy, but not crazy. I found a small table and sat down. The waitress came over and took my order. I looked over to the bar and noticed the cocktail waiter. His firm arms bulging from his tight t-shirt, as he shook a cocktail. I ordered whatever was their most popular cocktail.

The waitress went over to the cocktail waiter, gave him the order and he looked my way. He was so sexy...those gorgeous Italian eyes just catching the light; his face almost in need of a shave, but enough hair to be really sexy!! He looked like he was well-built, but he was behind the bar, but I was keen to see the rest of him.

He made my cocktail, and the waitress brought it over. I offered to pay, but she told me it was on the house. I took the glass and lifted it to the cocktail waiter, who nodded in return. I drank it quickly, as it was very good. Standing up, I moved over to the bar and took a seat. The cocktail waiter was wearing an apron, but I could see he was most likely wearing shorts underneath. He walked over to me, and I noticed his name badge - Matteo. His name was so sexy!

"Bongiorno" he said politely.

"Bongiorno" I replied. "Thanks for the cocktail. It was amazing".

As we began to chat, and Matteo flirted with me, I felt my stomach start to turn and my heart flutter. I have had guys come onto me before and knew what it felt like. Maybe this time it would actually go somewhere!

"You are an Aussie?" he asked.

"Yeah mate" as we shook hands. "My name's Scott. We've just got a couple of nights in Rome before heading home. I saw this bar and was really keen to give it a go" I told him.

"We?" he asked. "You are travelling with others?"

"Yeah, my wife and kids." I replied.

He looked confused for a moment.

"So, you are married...but you want to have a good night tonight? he queried. "I have just the cocktail for you" he said, as he turned and started to prepare my drink.

Fuck...those shorts!!! Very short...very tight...ripped on the ass!!! God he had a nice ass. I felt my cock go instantly hard.

I stared at him as he shook the drink, poured it and brought it over to me. He leaned on the bar, as I sipped it.

"This is so good" I told him, as he smiled back at me.

He turned and walked over to the waitress, chatting with her as he removed his apron. I could tell that he had an amazing body, as his shorts and t-shirt were very tight. He clearly looked after himself.

Matteo headed over to a door and looked back at me, grabbing what seemed to be a pretty large cock in his shorts. That was my cue. I quickly gulped down the last of my cocktail and followed him out the door, trying to conceal my hard cock. He was at the top of the stairs as I approached them. I climbed the stairs and, as I entered the door to what seemed to be his apartment, he was there waiting for me. I closed the door behind me, and he walked up to me, placing his hand gently on my neck and pulling me into him. We began to kiss, his warm tongue sliding into my mouth as his right hand caressed the back of my neck and his left hand started to touch my groin.

I was completely lost now. This was a very new experience for me, but something I had wanted my entire life. My hands started to touch him, as he moved his hands to my shirt and undid the buttons. Taking my shirt off, he caressed my nipples and ran his hands over my chest and stomach. Fuck, I want this so bad! He undid my shorts and they dropped to the ground. My cock was the hardest I had ever experienced, and I knew that I was very wet in my trunks. Matteo slid my rod out and started to stroke it. I began to lose balance as more blood ran to my cock. I leant up against the wall and, as I did, shot a huge load over his shorts, legs and the floor.

"Oh fuck," I exclaimed..."I am so sorry. I have never been with a guy and you have got me so fucking horny"

"All good...I'm sure there will be more" he said calmly, as he stood back and removed his tight t-shirt, dropping it onto my load on the floor.

Matteo took me by the hand and lead me to his bed, guiding me to sit down. He moved in close to me and I undid the buttons on his shorts. As they opened, I could tell he liked to go commando, his pubic hair inviting me to taste what I had wanted forever!

I moved my face in closer and my nose touched his pubes. I could smell him...and it was turning me on! I slid his shorts down and his hard, nine-inch cock stood to attention. Playing hard to get, Matteo dropped to his knees and, taking my cock in his hand, started to stroke it, pulling my foreskin back more and more each time!

With my wet knob completely exposed, he ran his tongue slowly around the rim as I groaned.

"Does your wife do this?" he asked with a cheeky grin.

I shook my head. She had never actually pulled my foreskin back and probably only sucked me every couple of months.

He moved his tongue to the tip of my knob, gently running it over the very tip. I really wanted to hang onto my load this time, but didn't know how long I could. With his tongue on my knob, he slid my foreskin back over it and began to run his tongue around inside my skin. I fell back and grabbed the sheets.

"Oh fuck...I'm cumming" I screamed as he slammed his mouth down over my dick, taking my load right down his throat!

He pushed me back further onto the bed and pushed my legs back, lifting my ass up. He pushed his body in underneath me and grabbed my ass cheeks with both hands. Prying my fuck hole open with his thumbs, he dribbled my cum into my tight hole and then moved his face down into me and began to toy my rim with his tongue.

"Oh fuck!!!" I exclaimed loudly as I began to moan more and more.

My body was now his. I had nothing left in me and I let him do what he wanted to me.

Licking me deeper and deeper, he knew what I really needed...his nine-inch cock deep inside me. He wanted it too! Moving his body out from underneath me, my back went down onto the bed. Matteo pushed my legs back again and, knowing where he was going, I grabbed myself behind the knees. He rubbed his wet knob against my prepped hole, and I nearly lost it again.

Feeling a cock against my hole for the first time was the best thing I had ever experienced. As he slowly slid it in, deeper and deeper, I was in ecstasy. My eyes rolled back in my head as his cock rubbed my prostate. He fucked me slowly for what seemed like an eternity, and it was the most amazing thing I had ever felt.

Lowering my legs, he lay his body down on top of mine, as I then wrapped my legs around him. He began to kiss me and caress my body with his strong hands as he made love to me.

I could take this all night, I thought to myself. The feeling of his large cock inside me; his warm, strong hands all over my naked body; his mouth kissing my neck and shoulders; his tongue in my mouth. I didn't want him to stop.

With his body motion changing, and the pace of his thrust increasing, I could only assume he was about to orgasm and cum deep inside me.

He started to breath heavier and moan louder...

"Cazzo, sto venendo"! he yelled out and I felt the most amazing sense deep inside me.

His massive load injected deep inside my bowel, and the warmth of his semen filled my entire body. He looked me in the eye, both of us breathing heavily.

"My God, that was so amazing!" I exclaimed. "Fuck me again".

With that, he began to make love to me again...and again...and again. I lay there the entire night, as Matteo did to me whatever he wanted...whatever I needed! The more he fucked me, the more of his semen dripped from my man cunt and onto the bed. I don't know when we finished having sex, but we must have both dropped from complete exhaustion.

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A cool breeze blew across the bed, as the sun filtered through the rustling curtains. I woke, not realizing where I was, but pleasantly surprised at the gorgeous site in the bed next to me.

"Fuck" I thought to myself..."I stayed out all night". Panicked thoughts started to run through my head.

My thoughts were quickly overshadowed by the site of the hot, naked Italian guy sleeping next to me. I turned to him and ran my fingers gently down his hairy, muscular chest toward the sheet that was covering his waist. Slowly lifting the sheet back, the amazing cock that satisfied me all night lay there across his body; still impressive, whilst not even erect! I then began to notice the throbbing feeling inside my ass from being pounded all night.

I ran my finger along his shaft; slowly, back and forth, from his pubes to his head. His amazing cock started to stir, as did Matteo. He moaned as his cock became harder, and I moved into a position to take him in my mouth. I never had the chance last night, and I was so eager.

As I moved in closer, I could smell the aroma of sex on him. He fucked me so much; the smell of semen and ass were ever-present...and a complete turn-on!

Moving my head in closer, I started to run my tongue along his shaft, making Matteo stir, and I felt his hand run from my ass, up my back, to my head. He was fully erect now and I took him in my mouth. Matteo was clearly well practiced at being with guys, and I was able to suck him for ages before he blew his load in my mouth.

I swallowed every last drop.

He pulled my body over on top of his and I mounted his face, his tongue pushing deep inside my hole. I pulled his legs back and, grabbing his amazing ass cheeks, opened his hole and went for it, getting my face right into his hairy man cunt. Fuck, he smelt so good...and tasted even better!!

As we enjoyed tasting each other, there was a loud thump at the door downstairs. It sounded urgent, so I rolled off of Matteo and he went to the open balcony doors, completely naked and as hard as a rock.

"Bongiorno" Matteo called out.

...and then I heard a very familiar voice...

"I am looking for an Australian man, about 50, tall, well-built, greying hair..."

"Aren't we all?" replied Matteo, jokingly.

I liked the joke, but I was really nervous at the same time.

My son continued..."apparently he came here to have a few drinks last night, but he didn't return to the hotel. Do you think you might have seen him?"

"No, I don't recall serving an Australian man, but I will ask my staff today. But if you need a good time...come and see me!" Matteo said, winking at my son.

"Any other time I would, I mean, fuck, you're hot, but not today. Ciao" and he walked off.

Damn...my son is actually gay too!!! FUCK!!!

Matteo turned back to the bed, where I lay there on my back, naked and still hard. He climbed over the top of me and slid his ass down on top of my hard cock. As he moved up and down on me, I knew this was going to be over quickly.

I groaned...louder and louder...

"Ohhhh....fuck...I'm cumming," I cried out as I unloaded in his hot ass.

He lay down on top of me, my cock still inside of him, and we kissed.

"So, your son is gay too?" he asked.

"It seems so" I replied. "I'd better go, they are obviously worried about me. They've probably gone to the police already".

Matteo rolled off of me and I got up from the bed and found my clothes...well...most of them. I ended up going commando, as I could not find my trunks. I bent down to the bed and kissed Matteo goodbye.

"I had a great night" I said. "I wish it could have been longer".

"It could be" he replied, as he held me tight.

"I must go". And I slipped out of his hold, our hands being the last parts to touch.

I closed the door behind me and walked, but not back to the hotel. I didn't know what to do. I am gay! I have lived a lie my entire life. I headed to the river and sat down on a bench to think about what I needed to do next.

I messaged my wife to meet me at the river. When she arrived, I sat her down and told her everything. It's all I could do. I also told her that I could not return to Australia with the family and that I was going to stay in Italy.

She stood up and slapped me across the face and, looking me in the eyes, said that I needed to be the one to tell the kids, and she walked off.

With my face in my hands, I sat there crying, unsure if I had done the right thing or not. I grabbed my phone from my pocket and, looking at the screen, saw that Matteo had messaged me. I could not remember giving him my number, but I must have.

Along with a picture of him laying in bed in his ripped denim shorts, he wrote:

I have never been with a guy like you and loved every bit about last night. I want that to last forever. I will miss you. xx

As I sat there thinking about my life and what I had actually done, I found myself texting him back:

I am down by the river. Haven't gone to the Hotel. I don't know what to do.

And I left it at that, as I just sat there, face in my hands and sobbing.

I heard the sound of running feet, but did not look up. They seemed to stop near me, then I heard a familiar voice:

"Forza tesoro, andiamo a casa!" he said.

I looked up, and there was Matteo, looking hot as ever in his skinny jeans, one hand on his crotch, that other hand out for me. I reached for his hand and looked at him, unsure about what he said to me.

"Come on honey, let's go home" he said as he smiled at me.

I got up and he pulled me into his arms. We kissed passionately, our tongues deep inside each other's mouths.

I could not wait to spend every day with this man.

An original fictional, gay erotica story by @soyouthinkimstraight, @gayeroticafiction, NW,2023

All images have been removed due to Tumblr flagging, but were from the personal collection of @matteo-jeanslover and have been used by permission.

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FULL-SERVICE MEN: TOW TRUCK DRIVER

“BABE, what happened to your pickup?” my wife asked on the phone.

“I have no fucking idea. It just turned off while I was driving. When I tried to start it after pulling over, it just cranked,” I said, standing under the shade of a tree to protect myself from the hot midday sun.

“Have you called for service?”

“Yep, already did. Someone’s coming over to tow it to the service station.” I glanced in both directions of the long, empty road.

A tow truck appeared in the distance.

“Babe, the tow truck’s approaching. I have to go. I’ll call you later for an update.”

“If it’s already late, just stay at a motel and leave first thing tomorrow.”

“Oh, god. I hope it won’t take long to fix. But, yeah. I’ll let you know where I’m staying if I have to stop for the night.” I ended the call.

The flatbed truck with ‘Tony’s Towing’ on the side door parked in front of my stalled pickup.

A guy wearing an old baseball cap got out.

“Over here.” I waved him down.

He cocked his head and walked behind the tow truck with a masculine stride.

My heart beat faster.

I looked down at my phone, pretending to be busy texting while checking him out.

His tight, ribbed tank top, off-white from repeated washings, showed off his muscular arms. The rips and holes in his old jeans showed his white skin.

Fuck, he’s hot.

I need to be extra careful. I don’t want my wife to find out about my secret because I got bashed by a homophobe.

“Are you the one who called for a tow, Boss?” The guy around his late twenties asked.

Damn, he’s like one of those models on Sean Cody, especially with his pornstache.

One of the holes near the crotch of his jeans showed the hem of his white briefs.

My khaki chino shorts tightened.

“Yep, I’m Miguel.” I stepped closer to offer my hand, trying my best not to look down at his crotch.

“Tony.” He stopped and shook my hand.

“I’m sorry for being rude on the phone earlier. I was frustrated. I’m stuck in the middle of nowhere and still have a long way to go to get home.”

He stood a couple of inches shorter with a bruise around his right eye. “Don’t worry about it, Boss. What happened here?”

I explained it to him.

“If you want,”—he used a thumb to point over his shoulder—”I can check if a tow won’t be necessary.”

“Really?” I gleamed at the possibility of getting back on the road as soon as possible.

“Pop, the hood.” Tony started walking away.

I jogged past him and pulled the latch below the steering wheel.

The hood jerked with a metallic click.

I stood next to him with one hand up on the cover. “What do you think? Can you fix it?”

“Let me see.” Tony bent over to check the engine. His top rode up, and his beltless jeans lowered to show the upper part of his white briefs.

My heart pumped harder, sending heat through my entire body and more blood to my dick.

I bit my lower lip while staring.

“Boss, did you hear me?” His voice snapped me out of my trance.

“Hmm?” I looked at Tony. “Did you say something?”

“I did. Are you okay?”

“Sorry.” I straightened up. “I got distracted. What was it?”

“Could you try starting the engine? I want to see something?”

“Oh, yeah. Sure.” I went inside the pickup.

My hard dick pushed against the zipper of my shorts.

Shit! Did he see me checking out his ass?

I adjusted my erection before trying to start the engine.

The pickup shook from the cranking but didn’t come to life.

“Stop,” Tony said through the mechanical noise. “That’s enough, Boss.”

I got out and returned to my spot from earlier. “Have you figured it out yet?”

“Not yet. But I have my suspicions.” He moved closer toward me and bent over further to reach for something deeper inside.

I stepped aside to give him room but zoned in on his ass again.

His ass crack peeked through the waistband of his white briefs.

Fuck! I want to drop to my knees, pull his jeans and briefs down, and eat out the man’s sweet hole. While he was preoccupied, I shoved a hand inside my pocket to reposition my hard-on.

Tony stood back up and closed the hood.

“Is it fixed?”

He turned around and wiped his dirty hands on his jeans. “Which do you want first, good news or bad news?”

“Good news.” I kept my hand inside my pocket to not make my bulge noticeable.

“I narrowed it down to a bad fuel pump or alternator. My money is on the fuel pump. Bad news—”

“Let me guess. You can’t fix it.”

“Yeah, Boss. It has to be taken to a mechanic. You can only get the replacement part at the service station.”

“Fine.” I sighed. “So, what now?

“I’ll load your truck in the back, and we’ll get out of here.”

TONY climbed in the tow truck after securing my pickup with ratchets and straps.

His manly musk filled the interior. The smell of a working man. A real man.

Blood surged into my dick.

I shifted in the passenger seat to ease the uncomfortable tightness in my shorts.

Dirt stained the back of his tank top from laying on the ground when he hooked the winch under my pickup.

“Uh, Tony.” I pointed to my back. “Your shirt’s dirty.”

“It’s okay. I have spare shirts in the back seat.” He put his baseball cap on the center console and removed his tank top, revealing a rug of black hair on his chest and an appendectomy scar on the lower right of his flat midsection.

Tony’s arm flexed as he used the soiled shirt to wipe the sweat off him.

I wanted to lick every inch of his glistening upper body, especially his armpits.

To keep myself from staring, I took my phone out and composed a message to my wife. But through the corner of my eye, I continued looking at the shirtless tow truck driver.

After tossing the tank top in the back, he reached behind his seat. “Fuck!”

“What happened?”

“I forgot to bring my bag with the extra shirt. Do you mind if I drive shirtless, Boss?”

Can you get rid of those pants, too?

“No, man. I don’t mind.” I returned to looking at my phone.

Tony put his baseball cap back on, started the truck, and pulled out.

I sent the message to my wife. “How far is the service station?”

“About an hour or so.”

I nodded.

“Where were you headed before your pickup died?”

“On my way home to San Diego.”

“Whoa! What are you doing around these parts?”

“My old high school best friends and I had a reunion weekend at a cabin owned by one of them. It’s been decades since I last saw them, so I came even if it’s far away.”

“Ah.” He gently rubbed his eye with the bruise.

“What happened to your eye?”

“Oh, this?” He pointed to his eye. “A few days ago, I got into a fight with the husband of the woman I’ve been fucking.”

I nodded.

We dropped into an awkward silence lasting a few minutes.

“Can we pull over?” I looked at him. “I need to pee.”

“Sure, Boss.” Tony stopped on the side of the road.

I went under the shade of a tree and took my dick out.

The shirtless driver stayed behind, filling the inside of the tow truck with more of his masculine musk.

My dick came to life again.

“Come on. Stop that.” I closed my eyes and thought of other things.

Pee came out.

“Yeah.” I leaned my head back and savored the relief.

“I might as well take a leak,” Tony stood on my right.

My whole body jerked.

“Fuck! You scared me.”

He chuckled. “Sorry, Boss.”

I kept looking straight ahead. Oh, god. He’s going to pee next to me.

Tony unzipped.

My heart thumped in anticipation.

A stream of piss hit the ground.

While keeping my head still, I looked at his dick.

But his hand blocked my view.

Oh, come on.

Tony switched hands to scratch his thigh. The other hand held his long, soft shaft surrounded by a full bush of black.

My eyes widened at the impressive package. The woman he’s been fucking was lucky.

As my piss stream waned, I started to get aroused.

I forced the remaining drops out and shoved my dick inside. “I’ll be in the tow truck.”

“Alright, Boss. I’m almost done.”

I hurried back.

When Tony returned, we got back on the road.

I sat in silence, hoping Tony won’t mention anything about me checking out his dick.

“Want some of my coffee?” He took a small thermos from the cup holder and unscrewed the top. “I don’t have a glass, but you can use the lid.”

“I’m good. You go ahead.”

“Just let me know if you change your mind.” He took a sip without taking his eyes off the road.

“Thanks.”

“Motherfucker!” He put the thermos back on the holder.

Dark liquid slid down his torso.

“Shit. Are you okay?”

“I’m okay, Boss. It’s not as hot anymore.”

“Tissues?”

Tony pointed at the glove box. “In there.”

A straight porn magazine with a big-breasted model on the cover and a bottle of lube was with the small package of tissues.

I gave him more than a few pieces.

“The magazine is for when I’m horny while waiting for a call out,” he said while wiping himself.

“We’ve all been there, man.” I chuckled. “Sometimes we have to take matters into our own hands.”

He smiled. “In my case, I have no choice. Especially after my bitch’s husband caught us.”

A scene of the straight tow truck driver with his jeans and briefs bunched around his ankles, jerking his lubed cock while looking at the open magazine on the steering wheel played in my head.

My dick returned to full hardness.

“It’s been over a week since I last came inside a mouth or a pussy.”

“That sucks, man.”

“At least it’s not my longest dry spell. There was a time a few months ago when I didn’t have someone on my dick for four weeks.”

“What broke the streak?”

“My neighbor gave me a blowjob while I was drunk one night. That was the first time my dick has been in a dude’s mouth.”

Heat spread through my entire body.

Fuck!

“Have you let a guy suck your dick when a chick is not available, Boss?”

“Nope.” I lied.

“Really? You didn’t experiment in college?”

My straight roommate during our senior year in college made me service him in exchange for not telling Lori about my secret after he caught me sniffing his jockstrap.

But, of course, I’m not going to tell him about that.

“No, man. I regularly have sex with my girlfriend back then.”

“I wish there was someone taking care of my dick right now.” Tony squeezed his bulge. “How about you, Boss? Want to take care of my dick for me?”

The blood on my face drained.

“What?” I snapped my head toward him. “I’m not gay.”

“Bullshit. You’ve been checking me out since the moment we met.”

“No, I wasn’t.”

Tony scoffed. “You think I wouldn’t notice you looking at my crotch?”

“You’re seeing things, man.”

“Really? Was I seeing things when you checked out my dick while I was peeing? You got hard looking at it.”

“I…”

The tow truck driver grabbed my hand and placed it on his bulge.

“What are you doing?” I tried to snatch my hand back.

He squeezed and pressed it into his crotch.

My dick wanted to burst out of my shorts.

“Tony, I’m not gay.”

“Boss, I know you’re gay. No matter how much you deny it.”

I got my hand back.

“Are you sure you don’t want this?” He leaned back and opened his jeans, exposing the bulge on his white briefs.

“I’m sure.” My eyes remained on his package.

“If you don’t want it, why can’t you take your eyes off it?”

“I…” I alternated looking at his face and his dick. “Are you going to just sit there? Or are you going to do what you wanted this entire time?” Tony wiggled the brow on his bruised eye.

Oh, fuck it. There’s no point in denying it.

I reached over and grabbed his bulge.

“See. I knew you were a fag.” He continued driving.

The soft meat twitched in my hand.

I started stroking his bulge.

“You like feeling my dick, Boss?”

“Yeah. I’ve wanted to do this the whole time.”

“Why don’t you take it out for me?” He gave a mischievous smile.

I pulled the briefs’ elastic and hooked it under his balls.

His dick flopped to the side, above its nest of pubes. “Do whatever you want.”

“You have a big dick, man.” I wrapped my fingers around the soft shaft.

“Wait until it gets hard.” Tony shifted in his seat for easier access.

Slowly, I stroked him.

“Yeah, keep going. Make me hard.”

I closed my fingers tighter and focused close to the head.

“Is mine the first dick you’ve handled?”

“No.”

“Do you suck?”

“Yes.”

His dick twitched.

“How about you suck mine?”

“Fuck, yeah.” I got up on my knees on the seat and leaned over the central console.

“Look at you,” Tony smirked. “A moment ago, you wouldn’t admit you’re gay. But now, you’re so eager to get on my cock.”

Warmth flooded my cheeks.

I took a few inches of the soft meat in my mouth.

He drew a sharp inhale and placed a hand on my head while driving.

I sucked on the head, making sure to produce enough spit to make it slide smoother.

His shaft has doubled in size.

“Yeah. That’s it, Boss. Work for my nut.”

While holding his balls, I took more of him with each bob.

“Fuck, your mouth feels so good. So warm and wet, like a pussy.” He pushed my head on his hard dick.

The straight man’s feedback made me want to please him more.

I sucked with gusto, like a whore getting a big tip afterward.

“Wait a sec.” Tony pulled me off him.

“Shit!” I sat up and wiped my mouth with the back of my hand while looking around. “Is there a cop?”

“Relax. I just want to enjoy the blowjob without crashing into a tree.” He pulled over, pushed his jeans and briefs past his knees, and leaned back.

My body sagged in relief.

Tony put his hand behind my neck and pulled me back on his dick. “Get back to work.”

I got back on my knees and resumed his blowjob.

Salty precum burst inside of my mouth.

While holding onto his thighs, I sucked harder, making my cheeks sink.

He grabbed the handle above the door and leaned his head against the headrest. His other hand went behind my head. “That’s it, Boss. Show me how much you want my cock.”

I danced my tongue around the tip, flicking on the sensitive area under the head.

Tony hissed, “If a cop did show up, I bet you can get us out of trouble by sucking him, too. We’ll share your faggot mouth. Take turns using it. You would like that, wouldn’t you?”

The tent in my chino shorts pushed out even more.

“Yeah, I would.” I slid my lips on the side of his shaft.

“You’re such a cock slut.”

I put his dick back in my mouth.

The tow truck driver moaned.

At the same time, I twisted my head like a screw and jacked him off.

Tony grabbed my hair and pushed his hips up. “You suck better than a chick. Maybe I should whore you out to my bitch’s husband so he would leave us alone.”

I let him set the pace of my sucking.

“Your mouth feels like a fucking pussy.” His hips moved faster until he hit the back of my throat, making me gag.

I pulled away to recover.

Tony held the headrest with both hands, exposing his bushy armpits.

While stroking his dick with one hand, I used the fingers on the other to play with his nipple.

“Fuck! That feels good, Boss.”

I started playing with both his nipples.

He grabbed the headrest tighter. “Keep going.”

I took one of his nipples in my mouth.

The straight man hissed.

I alternated between sucking and flicking my tongue the erect nub of flesh.

The manly musk coming from his pits went into my nose.

I lifted his elbow higher and dove into his armpit.

“Jesus-fucking-Christ. No one has ever licked my pit before.”

While savoring his man smell, I continued licking his bushy armpit.

He gripped my hair and pushed me onto his armpit. “You like that? That’s a smell of a real man.”

“Yeah, I love it.”

“I never knew I would like someone licking my armpit. But that’s enough. Get back on my dick.” Tony held his dick by the base and pushed me back down.

I put his dick back in my mouth and resumed sucking.

He groaned in pleasure, pushing his hips into my mouth.

I adjusted my mouth to accommodate his size and let him take control.

The head entered my throat, making me gag.

I pulled away, coughing while jacking his hard meat.

A long rope of saliva stretched from the glistening head to my lips.

I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand.

“Take it all, Boss. I want to know how much of my cock you can take.”

Challenge accepted.

I dove right back and took more of him.

It made me gag again.

But this time, I didn’t pull away and kept going until Tony penetrated my throat.

“Yes, that throat is fucking tight. It feels so damn good.”

Eventually, my nose reached his sweaty pubes, and my bearded chin pressed onto his balls.

“Fuck! You are one talented cocksucker, you know that? My bitch can’t even take more than half of it.”

I continued deep-throating Tony.

“You like a straight man’s cock plugging your throat?”

“Mm-hm,” I answered with my mouth full.

“Where has your mouth been all this time, Boss?” Tony pulled me by the back of my neck and buried his cock deeper.

I grabbed his butt to pull him closer.

“Motherfucker!” He knocked his head against the tow truck’s window. “You should have called me to tow your truck a long time ago.”

I deep-throated him faster.

“Wait, wait.” Tony pulled me off his dick. “I don’t want to cum yet.”

I smirked while wiping my mouth.

“Damn, you’re one great cocksucker, Boss. Do you get fucked?”

“Have you fucked anyone in the ass before?”

“No. The bitches I’ve been with always shut me down whenever I tried it with them.”

Women. They don’t know how fucking lucky they are.

“Yeah, I get fucked.”

“Get in the back.” Tony grinned while taking his jeans and briefs off. “And bring the lube.”

I opened the compartment and grabbed the half-empty bottle.

Tony got out naked except for his old baseball cap.

“Are you crazy? What if someone sees you?”

He got inside the extended cab and closed the door. “There’s no one out here but us. Now, get back here. I want to fuck your pussy.”

My dick twitched at what he called my hole.

After making sure no vehicle approached from both directions, I got out of the passenger side and climbed in to join the straight tow truck driver.

Tony sat behind the driver’s seat, stroking his dick to keep it hard.

I removed my sweaty black polo shirt, chino shorts, and black boxer briefs. My erection bounced when I tossed my clothes in the front.

“What are you waiting for?”

I popped the top of the lube bottle and poured the clear liquid on his dick.

Tony spread it all over.

I put some on my fingers and reached behind to slick me up.

“Come over here and ride this dick.” He held his cock by the base.

Facing away from him, I straddled his open legs and lowered myself on him.

The tip kissed my anal ring and pushed its way in.

“Fuck, man. You’re so big.” I held on to the headrest in front of me for support.

“That’s it. Keep going. The head’s almost in.”

I sat further to receive the straight man’s meat until it entered me.

“Boss, you’re so tight. I fucking love it.”

While looking over my shoulder, I slowly started bouncing on his meat.

Tony leaned his head back and closed his eyes with a smile. “Hmm.”

“You like me riding you, man?”

“Damn! Your pussy feels so good. Much tighter than a woman’s.”

I leaned back on his chest and fucked myself on him, taking more and more of his fat dick.

His face contorted in pleasure while holding my ass to guide me.

“Your cock feels so good inside me, man. I need you to fuck me. Give it to me.” I wrapped my fingers around my erect shaft and jacked myself.

Tony moaned and thrust his hips up to meet my ass until he bottomed out.

“Yes, man. Fuck me. Fuck me like I’m one of your bitches.”

“Grrr.” He lifted me every time his hips pushed up, pulled out quickly, and let gravity bring me down on his cock.

The truck shook, and the windows fogged with the heat radiating from our sweaty bodies. Wet marks showed on his old baseball cap.

It smelled like a locker room after an intense game.

“You want to be one of my bitches?”

I bit my lips and nodded. “Oh, god, yes.”

He lifted me off his cock. “On your back.”

Without complaint, I lay on my back behind the passenger’s seat.

“I’ll show you how I fuck my bitches.” Tony grabbed one of my ankles and opened my legs wider as he guided his dick back inside my hole.

It slid in with no resistance.

I resumed jerking myself off. “Yes, Tony. Wreck my pussy.”

“You’re such a faggot, wanting your pussy to be fucked by a real man.” He pounded me into the door, making my neck bend.

“Put me in my place, man.”

“I bet you went to the cabin even if it was far away because you wanted to ogle at your high school best friends’ bulges.”

It was partly true. I did check out their bulges while we goofed around at the lake. They were almost naked with their wet swim trunks clinging to their bulges, leaving nothing to the imagination.

“Or do they already know you’re a fucking fag? They went to the cabin so they could take turns fucking this pussy with their big dicks. Am I right?”

I wish that were true. If they wanted me to, I would have serviced each one of them in a heartbeat.

“Shit! I’m going to cum.” I shot all over my chest and abs. Some landed on my lips and bearded chin.

“Did you cum reliving your high school best friends gangbanging you at the cabin?” Tony held both of my ankles as he saw his dick into me.

I swiped my cum and let him see how I ate my cum from my hand. “Mmm.”

The slapping of flesh filled the inside of the tow truck.

“I’m fucking close.” He tried to pull out.

“No, don’t.” I held onto his torso to stop him. “Cum inside. Knock me up.”

“Such a cock slut.” Tony pumped into me like a piston. “Fuck, I’m cumming!”

His load exploded in my bowels. With each thrust, more of his seed filled me until he emptied the contents of his balls.

He knocked his head on the window, panting.

“That was fucking intense,” I said, looking up at his satisfied face.

“I know. I’ve never cum like that before.”

“You’re welcome.” I grinned.

We fell silent except for our heavy breathing.

When we recovered, he pulled out and slumped on the back seat.

“Don’t tell anyone about this. No one can’t know.”

Tony chuckled, wiping his sweat using the tank top he picked from the floor. “It will be our little secret. But the next time you’re around here, you’ll give me a call. Deal?”

“Deal. Now get me to the service station. I need my pickup fixed so I can return to my wife.”

Miguel’s encounters will continue…

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The Scent of my Dad

I came home from college during the summer. It was the time for my dad and I to bond a lot. We would go to bars and he would try to find a guy for me and I would try to find a woman for him. After mom left he has never been the same. It seems he would be desperate for some action. My dad was a very attractive guy, quite the bear if he was gay. But that summer was so different for both of us. Now I know that it’s forbidden but sometimes fantasies have to come true. My dad came in from doing lawn work one day. He took a shower and told me to grab the dirty clothes from the bathroom and take them to the laundry room. I got to the bathroom to grab the clothes and saw my dad’s jock strap in there. I don’t know what got over, maybe just haven’t had much male action lately. I grabbed my dad’s strap. I felt around, still a little damp from his sweat. I placed it up to my nose, smelling the ripe stench of his sweat from his balls and dick. The moment gave me a bone that was hurting to be released from my shorts.

“Jason,” my dad startled me. “What the hell?”

I turned to see my dad, still in his towel, looking at me. My dick was hard as a rock and he noticed. My face went all kinds of red as I stood there my dad’s strap in my hand. He stood there waiting for an answer but staring at my dick.

“I’m sorry dad,” I said.

I grabbed the rest of the clothes and rushed out of the bathroom. The rest of the day was silent. My dad did not speak to me for the rest of the day. But the next day my dad wanted me to help him in the garden. After about an hour tending to the garden, sweating our asses off, we went inside for a soda. As I was sipping my soda I noticed my dad got close to me to where his dad belly was touching me.

“So,” he said to me. “You were being quite a naughty boy yesterday.”

I gulped whatever I had in my mouth. He looked at me with something in his eyes. I’ve seen it before and it was something I like to call hunger.

“Did I smell good, son,” dad asked.

“Umm,” I said.

“You can be honest,” dad said. “We’re grown men here.”

“Umm yes,” I finally said. “Yes, you smelled great. I love your stench.”

My dad nodded but then lifted his arm to show his hairy armpits. Then he grabbed my head and forced me to the sweaty hairs on his arms. His stench was strong and ripe. He smelled like a fucking man.

“Smell daddy,” dad moaned. “Smell your daddy.”

I grabbed his arm and rubbed my face into his stench. Dad moaned in pleasure as I worshipped his armpits. I then started to lick and grab his hairs with my teeth. My dick became so hard that I moaned with daddy.

“Oh my God,” I moaned. “You smell so fucking good daddy. You’re making me hard”

Just then daddy forced me away and he went to his knees. He stripped my shorts and briefs down to my shoes. He then placed his nose to my pubes and starting sniffing, licking. It was so hot that I moaned loud. Started to think that this was wrong. But it seemed we didn’t care. Dad started down my shaft and then to hairy sac when he rubbed his face into. Admiring my scent as well.

“Son, you know how to smell like a man,” my dad growled.

He started to suck on my sac, juggling both balls into his mouth. After a moment he went to my dick and started to suck it. He gagged and growled. He cupped my ass cheeks with his hands as he went up and down on my dick.

“Daddy,” I moaned. “I want that ass.”

Dad stood from where he was and looked me in the eye. He kissed my lips with force, making his way in me with his tongue.

“You want daddy’s ass?” He said.

“Fucking do,” I moaned.

Daddy turned to the island of the kitchen and I peeled down his shorts to reveal his hairy ass. I went to my knees to get a closer look. I spread his cheeks apart to reveal his handsome opening. I then went in, tasting the salty sweat of his hole. My mind went a blur at the taste of him. I smelled the hairs prickling my nose at my face went deep. I slobbered and spit at over his ass. Daddy growled and moaned in pleasure. I stood to make my way up to daddy, placing the head of my dick on his entrance.

“You gonna fuck daddy,” dad asked. “I want my son to fuck daddy.”

Just then I started to enter my own father. He growled and yelled as I slid into him. Making sure not to hurt more of him, I stood there with my dick inside. Just then I went all the way for it, making sure to make the clapping while I fucked daddy.

“Oh God son,” daddy moaned. “Give it to daddy. Fuck me hard, fast. Oh God ahhh.”

Daddy yelled loud, I moaned with him.

“Take that fucking dick daddy,” I yelled at him. “Ugh that daddy ass feels so fucking good.”

I then became too close, I didn’t even have time to tell him I was coming. I screamed my orgasm, filling my daddy up with my come.

“Oh good boy,” daddy said. “Fill daddy up.”

I pulled out and daddy turned with his thick dick in his hand.

“My turn,” daddy said.

He turned me around, placing his hand at my entrance with saliva a couple times. Then I felt his thick dick head at my entrance. I whimpered and collapsed on the sink as he started to slide into me.

“Oh god daddy,” I moaned. “Oh you’re so thick.”

Daddy didn’t waste time to start fucking his son. I screamed as he pounded me, making my hole stretch open. He violently fucked me, both of us screaming at each other.

“You like it boy,” daddy screamed. “Take that big fucking dick.”

“Fuck daddy,” I yelled. “Ugh you feel so good.”

“I’m coming,” daddy yelled.

Then he gave one last thrust until I felt the warm ooze enter my inside. It felt like heaven. I turned toward daddy, both of us panting and sweaty.

“Don’t tell mom,” dad said and he kissed me until I was ready for round 2.

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