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[sleepinghairyson]

dad in the back shed. Our tradition was to sneak away for a quicky on Christmas. This is the first time he’s let me fuck him, shooting my seed in him.

[sleepinghairyson]

Dad’s cock is something else.

[sleepinghairyson]

Dad would always say to me afterward, 'big fan of that position'.

[daddy-en-bcn]

[sleepinghairyson]

dad would always indulge me. We’d be outside having a few beers and I’d start getting playful and handsy. It’s when I’d start trying to undress him and see more of his body that he’d kind of chuckle and relax into it, knowing I’d soon be fumbling with his belt, wanting to feel his cock get hard down my throat.

[dad4dads]

[sleepinghairyson]

Dad knew the way to signal what he wanted. as soon as I saw his red undies come out I knew exactly what to do.

It was years and years ago that he found me in his room, my face buried in that same red pair, jacking my thick cut cock. His confusion, anger, and fear made the next few weeks a blur of anxiety, but as it ended with a heart to heart talk, and my hand tentatively exploring his body, we were both glad it happened. now whenever I saw them, I’d get hard immediately knowing that they broadcast what dad wanted, needed. Knowing that they still loved the fact that his son wanted him.

[daddybalkan]

[sleepinghairyson]

My dad was so handsome in his suit, but what was under is what really drove me wild.

I’d perch on the sink while he undressed and told me about his day, my thoughts lost in his chest. By the time he got down to his underwear, my own cock was clearly hard.

‘ok sport,’ he’d sigh and chuckle, pausing his story, ‘let’s go’ he’d add, as he’d wrap his arm around me and direct me to his bed. It was there he always let me do the honours of slowly peeling down his undies and finding my prize within.

[hobofoot]

[sleepinghairyson]

after all these years, I’d still creep into dad’s bedroom to slide into his bed. I’d crawl between his legs and look into his eyes as he’d caress my face, calling me a good boy and gently urging me closer and closer to his ripe cock.

[candyoldman666]

[sleepinghairyson]

dad came into my room to wake me up. He was asking me what I want for breakfast as I was yawning, stretching and rolling around, trying to wake up and untangle from my sheets. It was hot and before my brain caught up I had shucked my sheets and realised my bare hairy ass was now in full view of my dad. looking down, it was clear dad has liked the show.

‘I think I know what I want for breakfast, dad’

[woofather40]

[sleepinghairyson]

After realising how his hairy chest would drive me wild, dad started becoming proud of his pelt. He was generally a shy man, but would come into my room chest pressed out when he wanted me to suck him off. He knew I'd take control, rip down his shorts and lap at his cock until I got my treat.

[ctabear]

[sleepinghairyson]

I always had trouble focusing on what he was talking about when dad would come in to my room shirtless.

He'd of course see my eyes follow his thick hair down to his peek of pubes. He'd never say anything but we both knew my shuffling was me hiding my boner.

As soon as he'd leave, I'd jack off to the thought of him.

Afterwards, I'd sheepishly seek him out and ask him to repeat himself.

[sleepinghairyson]

(via dad-and-sport, dad-and-sport)

Love wrapping my lips around dad's thick, veiny cock. He always growls his approval when I finally take him down to his full pubes.

[most-favourite-stuff]

[sleepinghairyson]

Waiting for dad to finish his shower and find me on his bed. I was addicted to that small gasp of shock, watching his eyes find my hairy hole, and seeing his resolve crumble as his dick led him to me.

[oliveirajm]

[sleepinghairyson]

My dad is the most beautiful man in the entire world.

Ever since I was young, the thick curly hair all over his body has driven me wild. I would always just rub it, enjoying the sensation.

Dad was always very open around the house, walking around naked. I never really knew it was weird until I was at friend's houses and their dad didn't walk around naked. Only when I was a teenager did I realise I wanted to see their dads naked and I loved seeing mine so.

As I continued to get older, I realised that I was lusting after my dad.

I lingered at home through high school and into my college years, charged by the proximity to my dad's energy and body.

My own body had taken on dad's pelt, but a bit less covered. I'd sometimes walk around the house naked but if I ran into my dad my cut cock would automatically inflate a bit and it was too dangerous.

Dad's cock was uncut and would always be hanging over his full, hairy balls. He was about three inches soft, with his foreskin overhanging his head. I'd wanted to see him hard for as long as I could remember. I'd seen him with a semi once or twice when I'd come home and find him fast asleep on the couch - his cock thickened slightly.

Dad wouldn't usually sleep on the couch if I was home. I think he was weary of getting hard.

One day, I came home and there he was, fast asleep on the couch and snoring. His cock soft and hanging over his balls.

I sat on the recliner at the foot of the couch and watched him sleep. I had a book next to me - in case he woke up and i needed an excuse as to why i hadn't woken him.

My cock was hard in my pants.

I just watched him. Watched his chest rise and fall with each breath. Watched his soft uncut cock twitch and move with his small movements.

After about ten minutes, my hard cock was throbbing and would need to be addressed soon.

And then it happened. Dad's cock started swelling. I was shocked and excited - I was going to see the semi again.

It swelled up a bit, getting thicker and slowly snaking downward over his balls.

Then it kept growing.

I could see a peek of his pink head as his foreskin stretched over.

His cock was about five inches now and it started to flick upward.

Dad was getting hard in earnest. His snoring was getting deeper and more guttural and still his cock grew.

It looked about as big as it could get now - 7 inches and pointing completely upward

My mouth was completely open and I was lost - finally getting to see my dad's hard cock.

Then dad grunted and moved his hand. Was he awake? He grabbed his cock and pulled his foreskin over his head again, then he played with it for a moment, pulling it back and forth over his engorged cock.

I couldn't help it. I gasped.

Dad's eyes flicked open and looked straight at me, his hand still on his cock.

He laughed. A reassuring sound. 'Oh, fuck, didn't know you were home.'

Then he glanced down and looked at my tented pants and wide mouth stare.

'Been home for a while, then?' he continued.

Now he returned my gaze and gave me a hard to fathom look. His hand, still at his cock but now covering it more than playing with it, moved to the side. He grabbed the base of his hard cock and swung it a bit, hitting his hairy belly. Then he wrapped his hand around it and started slowly pulling it, still looking me in the eye.

Dad slowly jacked his cock off in front of me.

He nodded down, indicating my pants, and I knew what he meant. Slowly, nervously, excitedly, I pulled down my pants releasing my own cock, my own hairy body.

Dad smiled approvingly and stared now at my cock.

'Good boy,' he said, jacking his cock off faster now, staring right at mine.

I wrapped my hand around my cock and starting matching his pace.

We jacked off our hairy cocks together for a few minutes, our eyes meeting, then going to each other's cocks, then meeting again. It was very intense and charged.

Dad's blazing stare drilled right down into me. He only broke when he closed his eyes, put his head back and started shooting all over his hairy chest. Rope after thick rope splashed all over his chest, with one shot burying in his thick white beard.

'Oh fuck,' I said, and seeing my dad shoot made me cum immediately. I shot my own load all over my exposed belly, my eyes locked on dad's cock, cum and body.

As both our orgasms subsided we met each other's eyes again.

'Well,' dad said, 'that was different'.

'I hope you come home early more often,' he winked.

He put his arm behind his head again and gave me a smile. Letting me take in another look at his hairy body covered in cum.

'Grab me a towel, would you?'

[sleepinghairyson]

butchdad:

Dad likes to pretend that he falls asleep in the living room so he can expose himself to me. Then he pretends not to see me jerking off at the site of his manhood. It’s a game we’ve been playing since he moved in with me a few months back after my stepmom divorced him.

Sleeping hairy dad:

I started by spying from the doorway, jerking off almost completely out of sight. But as the days wore on and his snores got more aggressive I thought I’d begin to push it.  As soon as dad ‘falls asleep’ in front of the TV, his robe magically falling open to reveal his thick uncut cock and heavy balls, I would drop my trackpants and start working my own uncut cock. I also started to let myself moan as I worked my cock. I’d sometimes splash right onto my stomach. Other times I’d stand and get a bit closer to dad, watching his cock thicken under his robe. Watching dad itch to get himself off. I’d cum and then go to bed. 

I knew he was faking because as soon as I left his snores would stop and I’d hear him beating his meat. Once I was absolutely sure of this I decided to take it further. 

One night dad started to nod. I let his snores continue for a while as I worked up the courage to do what I was about to do. It was longer than usual. After a while I resolved myself and fell from my seat onto my knees. I knew he was faking but i was still going slow and quiet. I pressed forward, shuffling my knees - my hard cock tenting my grey sweatpants. Up close dad’s snores electrified the air, or maybe it was the whiff of his uncut sweaty cock. My dick bounced. 

I brought my head in close and inhaled the sharp smell before opening my mouth. I stuck out my tongue and lightly touched the underside of his cockhead. Dad’s snores jolted, then eased back into normal. He was clearly shocked, and hadn’t expected my tongue. But he was also clearly delighted as his cock engorged even more, his pink head straining his tight foreskin. I took his head in my mouth and sucked. Dad moaned in his snores. I took him to the hilt, then slid off licking his head as I went. Dad had regained himself and snored more steadily, if a little louder. After a few minutes I could taste a slickness - precum mixed with my spit to slick his head. I looked at his beautiful thick cock throbbing for release. I slowly placed his head back in my mouth, enjoying the moment. And then I felt dad’s hand. He had placed it on the back of my head. I opened my eyes and looked up. Dad’s eyes were still closed but his snoring had stopped. He pressed down. I let him guide me down, his cock sliding to the back of my throat. I pushed up and he pushed me back down. I sucked hard and could feel dad’s body start to tense up. He lifted my head and pressed me back down. He moaned in earnest now as the first shot of his hot cum hit the back of my throat. He pressed my head down hard and I fought back my gag reflex. Dad filled my entire mouth - cock and cum. he held me there as his orgasm subsided. I slid off and swallowed the cum that had made me. Dad was breathing heavy but his eyes were still squeezed shut. I wasn’t sure how he’d act but I guess back to normal. I savoured the lingering taste. I put my hand down my pants and pulled myself hard. I leaned in and took dad’s softening cock in my mouth as I got close. I shot hard in my pants, feeling my cum splash back and coat my cock as I pumped. Dad still wasn’t snoring. I slid off and pulled back. 

I stood up and left dad as he was, excited at what had happened. As soon as I closed my door I heard dad potter back to his room. 

[charmch]

[fatdads]

Bringing dad a huge breakfast to bed. Nothing better to make him start the day full and fat

[sleepinghairyson]

He never woke up when I entered the room.

I gently lay the breakfast tray to the side, loving seeing him so peaceful.

I'd slowly peel back the thick comforter covering his lower body to release his morning wood. Out of the thickest nest of pubes you've ever seen sprang his 7 inch cut cock, about the thickness of a beer can. Browny pink and vibrant against the dark hair.

I'd lay my body next to his, hoping I could wake him up in a way I knew he liked best.

As soon as my tongue touched his cock head he began to stir. By the time he was awake, my mouth was stretched around his cock. Groggily, he'd always chuckle and smile, relaxing in an even deeper way.

He'd never say anything until he came, when he'd look me in the eye and tell me how much of a good son I was. I'd always wait for that to swallow his thick morning load.

I'd re-cover his legs as he sat up, ready for the breakfast that was waiting for him.

[butchinharriman]

[sleepinghairyson]

I found an old picture of dad in work overalls. Years later, I'd come to know just how he liked his nipples pinched, and come to know even better the thick cock stretching the fabric of his clothes. But I still squirrelled the picture away. Whenever dad and I were apart and I didn't have the real thing, I'd pull it out and imagine him fucking me in that big tent, with a lit cigar still hanging out of his mouth.

[cantbehairyenough-deactivated20]

[sleepinghairyson]

Dad asked me to give him a back rub. He had no idea I was gay and had lusted over his muscled hairy body for years. This was like a gift from god, him face down with me having carte blanche to explore his body.  Looking at him lying there face down, tighty whities clenched in his powerful butt made me swallow hard.

I started at his shoulders, squeezing from his neck to his biceps then back again. Lucky he was face down because as soon as I touched him I got hard. I was sitting next to him on the bed squeezing back and forth. I spent extra time on his traps, working out the knots he got from constantly working out. I was engrossed in his back, rubbing his hairy muscles. His moans of pleasure and pain went back and forth and did nothing to ease my boner. I worked my way down his back, working on his lats - he moaned and clenched hard here. Then I did the middle of his back and his body relaxed again. I worked down his lower back and rubbed just above his butt. I was practically drooling being so close to his arse and had to stop myself from diving head first into it. 

I started to work my way back up, then dad said ‘sport do you think you could keep going down? my whole body has been pretty wrecked.’ I swallowed. ‘Sure, dad.’ I reversed course and went back to his lower back. I wasnt sure if he meant his butt but he hadn’t specified…and as long as I didn’t ask. I tested the waters. I rubbed his lower back more and let a couple of my strokes coast under his underwear. He didn’t move or say anything. I didn’t want to push it to the point he would stop me so I came on top of the sexy white fabric and started to work my way down. At this point it was just too awkward sitting on the side so I straddled his legs. I made sure to sit back far enough that he wouldn’t feel my boner pressing into him. Lucky there was room between his legs and it only occasionally grazed his inner thigh, which of course made it jump. As I was rubbing on his undies he made to say something then stopped. I paused, ‘what?’ nervous he would tell me off. he hesitated, ‘would it be too weird if I asked you to do under the undies?’ he hesitated again then added defensively,  ‘it feels weird on top.’ I couldn’t answer, my throat had constricted. In response I gently started to pull his tight underwear down, as I dragged it lower he lifted his hips so I could get them over his junk. I pushed the undies down and over what I knew would be his cock and balls and down over his butt. I couldn’t help it, I inhaled sharply to which my dad chuckled but didn’t say anything. His butt was perfect. Two perfect halves, covered in a pelt of golden hair thicker in his crack. I wanted desperately to ease his cheeks apart and see his hole, see how far the hair went, but didn’t. Instead I started rubbing. I held one cheek in each hand and massaged. Soft at first then harder, squeezing them together and kneading each cheek. Dad was moaning in pain as I worked out the knots. I couldn’t stop myself, I squeezed them together then pulled them slightly apart. I did this again and again pulling further as I went. then i saw it, his tight puckered hole surrounding by swirls of the same thick golden hair. My tongue was out and it took all my willpower not to drop into it. I kept massaging, much longer than I had on any other part of his back. I didn’t want to stop but knew I had to. So I moved lower, shimmied down his legs and started squeezing his powerful thighs. This was fun too. and even moreso when I realised I could see a hint of his hairy ballsack squashed between his legs and between his torso and the bed. I rubbed his thighs up and close to his hole, my fingers grazing from close to his balls up back over his cheeks. He moaned, this time softer and with pleasure not pain. I kept rubbing and then moved down. I followed the lines of his legs all the way to his calves and squeezed every part of him I could grab. Then I had to go back. I worked my way back up, quickly making it back to his thighs. I continued rubbing close to his hole, getting closer with each rub, incorporating his butt back into it. Now dad was letting out a long slow moan. I was nervous and hornier than I’d ever been. 

‘Anywhere you want me to focus more on?’ I asked, my voice croaky. Dad’s voice was constrained as well, ‘there is good’ he mumbled. I couldn’t believe my luck but I was ready to take it. I kept massaging and now was holding his cheeks apart for longer, studying the beautiful lines of his hole, the pattern of his hair. My head kept getting closer on each pass and I knew he must be feeling my breath on his arse, if not his actual hole. I kept rubbing, my thumbs now circling his hole, dad’s moans now mixed with deeper breaths. 

I couldn’t stop myself. I had tried, but it was too much. I rubbed my thumbs on top of his hole then pulled his arse cheeks apart. i did it. I lowered my head down and pushed my tongue onto his tight pink hole. Dad exhaled sharply then kept breathing deep. He didn’t stop me. I kept rubbing his cheeks and his thighs and tongued in and around his hole. I stuck my tongue as far in as I could, then swirled it around and around, having to remember to breath through my nose. I kept licking, rimming my dad. His body quivered as he whimpered. His hole was wet now, my spit soaking the hair around it and making it glisten. I never wanted to stop. I licked and whimpered into his hole then took a breath and kept rubbing. I circled with my index finger and applied a little pressure. His hole dilated a little and I pressed my advantage, sinking to the joint. Dad gasped and lifted a bit then relaxed back down. I slowly fingered my dad, in and out, in and out, pressing a little further in each time. As I got my whole finger in, I pulled it out and started using two. At this point it seemed like I had free rein so with my free hand I worked my pants down. My dad knew I was doing something but was preoccupied with the fingers up his arse. I pulled them out and rimmed him again, using that same hand to grab my quivering dick. He tasted a bit different now, more earthy and still delicious. I spit and drooled all over his hole, making it as wet as possible. The tension and the scent in the room was ripe now. I pulled back and straddled closer further up his thighs. Now I grabbed my dick in earnest and pulled a few times. I was about 6 inches, cut and a little over averagely thick. I held my dick straight and dragged it up and down his hairy crack. His breathing was deep and even. As I got to his hole I stopped. His breathing quickened a bit, but neither of us said anything. I pressed. His hole opened slightly under my pressure and admitted my head. Dad gasped in earnest now. I pushed in harder and he gasped again as 2 inches followed. The pressure on my dick was immense and I wasn’t sure how long I could last, let alone how much dick my dad could take. I slowly started pumping as far in as I could go, moaning into my dad, him moaning in response. It happened quickly, the build up had been too much. I pumped faster and without a word came. I gasped and whimpered as my orgasm took over me, my dad bucking himself back into me and gasping himself, I felt my first shot shoot further into my dad’s ass, and then the rest of my orgasm fill his hole. Dads body was quivering and from the pounding he gave the bed I knew he must have cum too. I lay on top of my dad, our sweaty bodies pressing together. My dick was still an inch or two up his ass, I could feel my cum leaking out. I lifted myself then slowly pulled my cock out, followed by a stream of white cum that trickled down onto his balls. Dad breathed deeply a few times before rolling over. I was right, there was a cum soaked patch right where he had lain. His thick uncut cock deflating, his pubes drenched with his hot daddy seed. We both breathed deeply and looked at each other. Dad laughed.

‘Well, that was unexpected’ he said, I laughed in response, glad he didn’t seem to be angry. ‘Maybe I can return the favour another time?’ 

My eyes must have bugged out cause dad laughed. ‘Sure, dad, and if you ever need another back rub, don’t hesitate to ask.’ He laughed again as he rolled off the bed.

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I will re-post old stories (from pre-censorship Tumblr/different account) when I come across the same pics that inspired them. I've tried uploading the pics and stories I have but new posts seem to get flagged easier than pre-existing ones.