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In the sprawling heart of Chicago, I found myself in a spectacular situation. My older brother, Ethan, a 30-year-old baggage handler at O'Hare International Airport, had a secret fetish - he loved showing off his ass to me, and I, well, I loved fucking it.

Last week I was in the airport waiting for my flight to board when I spotted Ethan, his muscles glistening under the fluorescent lights, loading luggage onto the conveyor belt. He caught my eye, winked, and mouthed, "Bathroom. Five minutes." I raised an eyebrow, but my curiosity was piqued. I like to be early so my flight wasn’t supposed to board for at least an hour. What the hell!

In the sterile, tiled bathroom, Ethan leaned against the wall of the handicap stall, his beautiful ass on full display. "You like what you see, little brother?" he taunted, pushing his hips forward, his ass cheeks flexing. His ass was as I remembered - firm, round, and perfect for gripping.

"You're playing with fire, Ethan," I warned, but my cock was already stirring in my pants.

"I like the heat," he replied, turning around and letting his pants fall to the ground. He smirked at me. "You gonna just stand there, or are you gonna or are you gonna give me what I've been craving?

I stepped forward, pressing my hardness against his ass. "You're a fucking tease, Ethan," I growled, my hands roaming over his ass, squeezing the flesh.

"And you love it," he retorted, pushing back against me. "Now, are you gonna fuck me, or are we just gonna stand here and chat?"

I spun him around, pushing him against the divider wall. "You talk too much," I said, claiming his mouth in a rough, demanding kiss. Our tongues clashed, our teeth clicked, and it was fucking hot. Ethan moaned, his hands gripping my hair, pulling me closer.

I broke the kiss, panting. "On your knees," I ordered. Ethan complied, his eyes never leaving mine as he unzipped my pants, releasing my aching cock. He licked his lips, a wicked grin on his face. "You gonna feed me that big cock, Lucas?"

"You're a fucking brat, Ethan," I said, but I was pushing my cock into his waiting mouth. He hummed in pleasure, taking me deep, his tongue swirling around my shaft. I gripped his hair, fucking his mouth, my hips snapping forward. "That's it, take it all," I groaned.

Ethan pulled back, gasping. "Fuck me, Lucas. I need your cock in my ass."

I helped him up, turning him around and bending him over the sinks. I smacked his ass, hard. "You want this, Ethan? You want my cock in your ass?"

"Yes," he moaned, pushing back against me. "Fuck me, Lucas. Please."

I unbuttoned his jeans, pushing them down along with his briefs. His ass was bare, ready for me. I spat on my hand, rubbing the saliva into his hole. He moaned, pushing back against my fingers. I added another finger, scissoring them, stretching him. "You're so fucking tight, Ethan," I groaned.

"And you're so fucking big, Lucas," he panted. "Fuck me. Now."

I unzipped my bag, pulling out some lube. I strokes my cock a bit and slicking it up. I pressed the head of my cock against his hole, pushing in slowly. Ethan moaned, his fingers gripping the edge of the sink. "Fuck, Lucas. You feel so good."

I grabbed his hips, pulling him back as I thrust forward, burying myself deep in his ass. "Fuck, Ethan," I groaned. "Your ass is fucking perfect."

"Harder, Lucas," Ethan moaned. "Fuck me harder."

I obliged, pounding into him, my hips slapping against his ass. The sound of our flesh meeting, our moans, and the wet sound of my cock sliding in and out of his ass filled the bathroom. "Yes, Lucas. Fuck me. Harder. Deeper," Ethan chanted.

I reached around, grabbing his cock, stroking it in time with my thrusts. "You like that, Ethan? You like my cock in your ass?"

"Yes," he moaned. "I'm gonna come, Lucas. I'm gonna come all over your hand."

"Do it," I growled. "Come for me, Ethan."

Ethan's body tensed, his ass clamping down on my cock as he came, his seed spilling over my hand. The feel of his ass milking my cock sent me over the edge. I thrust deep, my body shuddering as I came, my cock pulsing in his ass.

I pulled out, disposing of the condom and cleaning us up. Ethan turned around, a satisfied smile on his face. "See you when you get back, little brother?"

I grinned, zipping up my pants. "You can count on it, big brother."

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Some nice tutelage going on here.

Dad/son spending quality time together… 😈😈😈

When Ryan spent the night at my house, he wasn't expecting my dad to seduce him. Watching dad fuck Ryan was so fucking hot, and dad let me have sloppy seconds.

swaggentlemenbird

When Dad got the other men in our family together to celebrate my birthday....MAN....I couldn't walk for a WEEK.....!!!!!

mrmordicus-deactivated20180717

Big brother always makes him cum handsfree.

Feed your son.

Family bonds

He knew I would become intoxicated with the smell of his sweaty ripe pits. He knew I couldn’t resist burying my nose in his pits and that I would immediately start lapping up his sweat. 😓 love licking and drinking his sweat. He knew once I was drunk on his stench, I would drop to my knees to service his throbbing cock. I greedily swallowed any precum. I needed him to deposit a load of jizz down my throat. And once I swallowed a load of his semen, I immediately wanted to eat his ripe ass. His ass tasted so good. I licked his ripe hole and gave him a thorough cleaning. I buried my tongue deep in his hole and licked up his tasty hole. I worked him back to a throbbing cock so i could take another load of sperm in my ass. I was so satisfied, tasting his sweat, cum and ass, while dripping with the final load of jizz in my ass. I love tasting and experiencing other men and their bodies.

Jake Nicola Getting Fucked By My Stepdad or Going To Military School (2025)

Hmm son who fell asleep with his dad's cock still inside of him and waking up feeling himself get full because of his dad's morning wood growing

Dad rolling them over and shoving his face into the bed as he desperately fucks into his cunt hard while still half asleep

Dad muttering about what a good little hole his son is

His dad falling back asleep once he puts another load in him all the while his son is still aching cause he didn't get off

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“How was your flight, Martin?” my dad asked as we pulled out of Miami International, his arm propped against the car window while he glanced in the rear-view mirror. Jesus, Dad looked hot. I had never seen him like this. The shirt undone to reveal his hairy chest. The golden tan. The scruffy beard. He even had a tattoo on his forearm. I wanted to joke: Who are you, and what have you done with my father? And then ask him to fuck me.

Looking back on it, I always knew my parents didn’t have a good marriage. I often blamed it on Dad’s busy law practice, but the real reason was apparent when I left for college. Dad promptly served my mom with divorce papers, resigned from his law firm, packed his bags, moved to Miami, and shacked up with a guy named Kevin.

“You’re gonna love Kevin,” Dad assured me, pulling on his Ray-Bans while merging onto I-95. “Kevin is . . . uh . . . a lot like you.”

“Mom says Kevin is my age?” I asked trying to hide my sarcasm.

“Almost,” Dad coughed. “He’s young like you. But he makes me happy.” And then trying to change the subject, Dad asked, “What about you? You getting a lot of pussy at school?”

“Yeah,” I replied, looking out the passenger window to avoid Dad’s gaze. “Lots of pussy.”

The truth was that I had been getting a lot of cock during my first year of college. The proverbial apple had not fallen far from the tree. The irony of being in the closet around my newly “out and proud” father was not lost on me. Yet I wasn’t ready for him to know that I was also gay. I needed to keep it to myself for a little longer. It wouldn’t be much longer.

“Great to meet you, Martin,” Kevin smiled, extending his hand when we arrived to the oceanfront condo he shared with my dad in Bal Harbour. “Your Dad talks about you all the time.” My jaw dropped. Kevin wasn’t just “a lot” like me, as Dad had told me. Kevin could be my fucking twin. It was like looking in a mirror. I felt like I’d been sucked into some fucked up version of The Parent Trap, but with one of us fucking the hot dad. And it wasn’t me.

“Let me show you to the guest room,” Dad announced, pulling me away from the mirror version of me. “You can wash up for dinner. I’m taking you and Kevin to Joe’s Stone Crab.”

Dinner was nice. I was prepared to hate Kevin, this proxy of me whom Dad was fucking, but I couldn’t dislike him. Kevin turned out to be a really nice guy who was actually a few years older than me. A law student at the University of Miami, Kevin wasn’t just some gold-digging boy toy. And from what I saw at dinner, Kevin worshipped my dad. But I couldn’t shake my jealousy toward him. A lot of gay boys secretly lust after their fathers, their first example of masculinity, and I was no exception. And this new version of my dad was hot as fuck. I wanted his cock more than ever.

“What do you think of this view of the Atlantic?” Dad asked, opening a bottle of wine for the three of us on the balcony of their twelfth-floor condo after we returned from dinner.

“It’s gorgeous,” I replied, accepting the glass of Malbec that Dad passed to me.

“This one is gorgeous,” Dad cooed, passing a glass to Kevin and kissing him wantonly before me. Jesus, could he not see that Kevin and I look exactly the same? Even the waiter at dinner asked if Kevin was my twin brother.

“Your old man needs to hit the sack,” Dad yawned a bit later after finishing his second glass of wine. “But you two young fellows should stay out here and chat. I want the two most important guys in my life to get to know each other better.”

“When are you gonna tell your dad?” Kevin asked as soon as Dad had left us.

“Tell him what?” I asked, confused.

“That you’re gay,” Kevin clarified. “Don’t deny it, Martin,” he laughed putting up his hand as I began to protest. “I saw the way you were looking at our waiter tonight.” It was true. The waiter had been hot as fuck. “You’re also too hot to be straight,” he joked.

Kevin retrieved another bottle of wine for us, and then I spent the next hour telling him everything about my first year of college. The guy in my dorm who took my virginity. The cruisy bathroom in the basement of the science library where I sucked scores of cock through a gloryhole. The frat parties where I had taken a line of cocks in the house basement. The married professor who fucked me during his office hours. I spared no detail.

“Damn, Martin,” Kevin exclaimed upon hearing it all, but never judging me. “I think your Dad deserves to know your truth . . . but maybe not all of it,” he laughed. I agreed, feeling a sense of camaraderie after baring my soul to Kevin. Though he was fucking my father, he was beginning to feel like the brother I never had, a twin brother to be exact. And my newfound brother was falling asleep in his chair after a fifth glass of wine.

As my doppelgänger Kevin began to snore, lulled by the cool night breeze off the ocean, a twisted plan took shape inside my mind. Could Dad tell the difference between Kevin and me in the dark of night? There was only one way to find out. Leaving Kevin asleep in his balcony chair, I made my way back inside the condo, discovering my dad asleep in bed. A flimsy sheet barely covered his naked body. The room was dark, save for a sliver of moonlight reflecting off the ocean. Pulling off my clothes, I climbed into bed with Dad.

“Mmm. You bad boy,” Dad moaned, awakening to the touch of my hand to his hairy chest, my mouth finding his cock under the sheet. His hands found my head, guiding me to the rhythm he liked, assuming me to be Kevin. “Jesus, that feels good. Christ, you’re hungry for it,” he exclaimed as I bobbed up and down on his thick, eight-incher, his big balls mashing against my chin. But I wasn’t taking this risk to suck a load out of my dad. No. I wanted his cock up my ass, even if he thought I was Kevin.

“Yeah, take this big cock,” Dad moaned as I straddled him, pushing down on him, reveling in the feeling of having my own father’s dick inside me. “You like this cock up your ass?”

“Mmm, hmm,” I affirmed, not wanting to speak further and risk giving up my identity.

“You want my cum?” asked Dad, his hands on my hips, guiding me up and down on his big dick. I made no sound as I leaned forward, bracing myself on his hairy pecs. “Shit, I’m gonna bust,” Dad roared urgently. Instantly, I felt his cock swelling and pulsing, his load warming me from within. “Damn,” Dad exclaimed as I collapsed upon him, his balls fully emptied inside me. Releasing his cock from my wrecked hole, I started to climb off the bed, fearful that Dad would finally realize that I was not Kevin.

“Don’t go. Stay with me,” Dad ordered, pulling me into his arms, my head resting on his hairy chest as I listened to his breathing for several moments. “I’ve wanted that for a long time, Martin,” Dad finally spoke. Fuck. I was busted.

“Wait . . . How did you know?” I stammered, my eyes searching for his in the dark.

“I’ll admit it’s a bit hard to tell you two apart, especially in the dark,” Dad confessed with a laugh. “But I knew you weren’t Kevin when you sat on my cock. Kevin never bottoms. He’s strictly a top.”

“Wait . . . So that means you bottom for Kevin?” I asked, completely surprised that my macho-as-fuck father likes it up the ass.

“That’s right,” Kevin’s voice answered from the darkened doorway. “Your dad loves taking my big cock up his ass.” How long had he been there? As Kevin came toward us, I realized he had stripped naked. Silhouetted in the moonlight was a huge ten-inch cock that swung between his legs. Kevin was clearly different from me in one significant way —several inches to be exact.

“You’re gonna love Kevin’s big dick,” Dad whispered in my ear, cradling me in his arms as Kevin parted my legs and pushed his cock into my used, cummy hole.

Stories are fiction and intended for readers 18 and up. All characters are assumed to be legal, consenting adults.

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I Love sex with my dad 🥰❤️

You like my tight quarterback ass, coach?

im-straight-too-bro

It was a wild bachelor party for Jake, who was getting married the next day. His friends had rented out a private room in a seedy strip club on the outskirts of town. The main attraction was a muscular male stripper named Rex, who was currently gyrating on a pole in nothing but a thong.

Jake’s friends hooted and hollered as Rex removed his thong, revealing his massive cock. Jake’s best man, Mike, grabbed him by the shoulder and leaned in close. “Go on, Jake. You know you want to,” he said with a wink.

Jake hesitated for a moment, but the sight of Rex’s cock was too much to resist. He approached the stage, his heart pounding in his chest. Rex smiled as Jake approached, and beckoned him closer.

“Like what you see?” Rex asked, his voice low and seductive. Jake could only nod, his throat dry. Rex reached out and stroked Jake’s cheek, his touch sending shivers down Jake’s spine.

“I’ll let you have a taste, but it’s going to cost you,” Rex said with a grin. Jake’s heart raced as he reached into his wallet and pulled out a wad of cash. Rex took the money, then grabbed Jake’s head and pulled him in close.

Jake’s lips parted as Rex’s cock entered his mouth. He moaned as he felt the thick shaft sliding down his throat, the taste of salt and musk overwhelming his senses. Rex’s hands gripped Jake’s hair, guiding his head as he fucked his mouth.

“That’s it, Jake. Take it all,” Rex growled. Jake could feel his own cock straining against his pants, his hips thrusting unconsciously as he sucked Rex’s cock.

Rex pulled Jake’s head back, his cock slipping out of Jake’s mouth with a pop. “You’re a natural at this,” Rex said with a grin. Jake blushed, his heart still racing.

Rex leaned down and whispered in Jake’s ear. “Want to take this to the next level?” Jake nodded, his eyes wide with anticipation.

Rex led Jake to a private room in the back of the club. Once inside, he pushed Jake onto the bed and climbed on top of him. Jake’s heart raced as he felt Rex’s cock pressing against his hole.

“Just relax and let me in,” Rex said, his voice soothing. Jake took a deep breath and did as he was told. He felt a sudden surge of pain as Rex’s cock entered him, but it quickly faded, replaced by a feeling of fullness and pleasure.

Rex began to thrust his hips, his cock sliding in and out of Jake’s ass. Jake moaned, his hands gripping the sheets as he took every inch of Rex’s cock.

“Fuck, you’re tight,” Rex growled, his hips moving faster. Jake could feel himself on the verge of orgasm, his cock throbbing as Rex fucked him.

“I’m gonna cum,” Jake gasped, his hips bucking as he came hard. Rex followed soon after, his cock pulsing as he filled Jake’s ass with his load.

The two men lay in silence for a moment, their bodies slick with sweat. Rex pulled out and stood up, offering Jake his hand.

“Thanks, Rex,” Jake said, his voice hoarse. Rex grinned and pulled Jake to his feet.

“Anytime, Jake. Anytime. I’ll see you at the wedding tomorrow. My sister’s really excited to become your wife.”

Big brother always fucks me so much harder and deeper when we’re outdoors. His kink of getting caught is getting out of control. He’ll fuck me just about anywhere. And every time his cock feels bigger inside me. He throbs harder in me, and fills me up with his thick creamy load, before fucking it in even deeper. And I can’t help but moan loudly as his massive cock fucks me open and breeds me, and that turns him on even more.

Listen here 6 months ago I was in a loveless sexless marriage that I was resigned to stay in…the my wife reads some self help book, packs up and leaves me just like that… I tried to date again for a month or two, what I found out right away was that the broads my age would never trust me, and any younger woman only cared about getting money. It was right about when I had given up entirely, that some cross dressing twenty something gay boy found me. I don’t know what possessed me. Maybe I was bored, maybe I thought he was kinda cute but I met him. Just for coffee, 2 minutes in he asked me to follow him to the bathroom. I didn’t even know if I’d be into it, but at that point the only sex I’d had in 8 years was beating off in the shower. I had to try. We got into the single family bathroom and without a word he hoped to his knees and opened my pants and just started sucking. I got over my disbelief when I realized I was rock hard and that it was the best head of my entire life. He only stopped for a second and dug his nose between my balls and my thigh. He looked up at me and said “you smell so good” and right back to sucking he went. It was the first time in my life I felt so wanted. The first time I’d been with someone that wasn’t doing their duty and treating sex like a chore. This guy didn’t just want sex, he wanted ME. Even smelling my very sweaty balls turned him on. He pulled me out of his mouth and said “you’re so fucking hot Daddy this dick is fucking delicious, you’re a real man I love it” he was rubbing my dick over his entire face literally making love to my penis. He pulled his dick out and I realized not only was he hungry for my dick, sucking my dick was turning him on! I almost cried. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d felt hot. I’d felt like a fucking man. Wanted sexy powerful. He took me down his throat and I was suddenly floating through another galaxy! I’d only gotten unenthusiastic resentful head for Christmas and my birthday for maybe the first three years of marriage. After that just on my birthday and eventually nothing at all. I was fine letting it go, mostly she sucked on my half hard dick while I lay there in fear of teeth on my meat. This hot young guy swallowing my to the hilt was more pleasure than I ever knew my dick could even feel! After a few strokes of him taking me down his throat I grabbed his hair and told him to slow down or he’d make he was gonna make me cum. He pulled off grinning. “Yes please Daddy” he said before burying me down his throat. After a few more seconds I felt an intense spasm the went all the way from my asshole to my balls. Boom I felt the first spurt. He just kept going as bubbles formed on the side of his mouth. I felt gush after gush. I came so hard I had to steady myself with one hand on his and the other on his shoulder. It felt so good it almost hurt. I started laughing like a maniac still feeling wave after wave of pleasure roll through my body.

It was so many firsts. I’d never been sucked by a guy. I’d never been sucked by someone who actually liked dick, not just like but craved the taste the smell. I had never cum from getting head in my life. And most importantly I’d never had my dick deep throated. In that post nut clarity I realized there must be so much I’d never experienced. I also realized hot gay boys don’t just chase sugar daddies. Older men turn them on. I needed to know more. I looked down at him and said thanks. He looked up at me and asked if he could cum I told sure. You’d think after mind blowing life changing head I would be done being surprised but that hot boy looked right in my eyes and said “pull your underwear down and turn around. I just wanna sniff your ass” he said stroking to keep himself. I told him if the front was sweaty the back would be even sweatier. With an edge of desperation and a completely serious face he said “I like it. Please.” It was more command than question I slowly turned and as soon as I did I had to steady myself on the wall from how fast and how hard he pushed his nose in my crack. A high pitch whimper came from the back of his throat. He was jerking so fast I was worried he was gonna get a friction burn. After that it dawned on me. This hot guy, was getting off sniffing my sweaty ass crack. How could anyone like men so much that even the foul smell of a working man’s sweaty asscrack was what was gonna make him cum. I started laughing again. He started rocking his face back and forth honestly it felt good! That’s when he stared talking. “I’m such a bad boy Daddy. This is what bad boys get. Bad boys have to sniff Daddy’s butt. It smells strong Daddy. It smells like man. This is all I’m good for. Sniffing Daddy’s sweaty ass. I deserve it.” He started moaning. In for a penny in for a pound so I decided I might as well try roll playing. I grabbed the back of his head deeper into my hairy crack he moaned some sort of thanks. I was slow at first. “Yup just sit back there and sniff. This’ll teach yah” I said sternly. He slowed his strokes obviously trying to prolong the experience. “Bad boys like you have to sniff sweaty workin man butt.” I said pulling his face deeper. I heard a muffled oh god daddy between my cheeks. “Suckin strange men’s dicks like a bad boy in the bathroom. Swallowing cum like a slut. You stay there. You’re a very bad boy and you’re gonna sniff my ass every day until you learn to be a good boy. You’re gonna sniff Daddy’s sweaty ass crack every single WOAH!” I got the sudden surprise of a tongue on my asshole. Felt amazing! But if you’re not expecting it, and you had no idea what the sensation feels like… it’s a shocker! Soon ass he licked he blasted. He started babbling “ohgodyesdaddyohItasteitDaddyeatsweatystinkyDaddyasswheneverDaddywantsohDaddy’sbuttiswhere I beloooooonnnnng mmm” he said as he stroked the last drops of cum out. After he took a deep breath he hopped up and began closing his pants. “You’re a natural” he said. He told me to save his number and to text whenever I wanted head. He told me he wanted me even sweatier the next time we met… I know I’m really rambling but that moment changed everything. Firstly I decided that I’d be going where I was wanted. Men and young guys thought I was a prize. It’s intoxicating! Two I realized I had so much catching up to do! I spent three months getting sucked of by guys who where unbelievably sexy. More importantly they were hot for the Daddy on the block. I’ve really gotten a lot of experience in a short amount of time. I never go to sleep with blue balls anymore. I’ve never had so much pleasure before. I’ve cum more in the last 4 months than I did in over 30 years of marriage.

Which brings me to you… I’ll be 63 in a few weeks, and I’ve never had anal sex. Not once in the back door. I waited a while. Something about it felt like the final step in finally accepting that I only get hard for guys now. Getting your dick sucked is one thing, even getting my ass licked felt like I could still pretend I was straight. But fucking a guy in the ass? That’s the final frontier… I came here today because I’d like you to be the first asshole I fuck. There’s just something about you. Makes me wanna know what it feels like when I’m inside you. I’ve heard it’s the best thing a dick can feel. I know you’re into Daddy’s and that usually we are the more experienced sex partners. But I’ve had no complaints about this dick and how I use it. Boys seem to love my musk. Oh and I learn fast! So whaddya say? Help an old man experience something new? Give up that young ass so I can try it out on my dick. I’m happy you’re willing. It’s crazy someone so hot is into someone so much older. You do realize I was 40 years old the year you were born! And dear god…why does hearing that make your dick hard?! God I love gay boys… come to Daddy. Let’s play.

Himbo bulls

Dating these two stupid bulls is awesome, eating like crazy, all three competing to see who dominates, fucking many times everyday, it all ending with you three cuddled up in bed while the whole room smells like pure testosterone, it's bull heaven.

He loves working out with you, not only because he is obsessed with showing off and touching your own muscles, but mostly because he always knows the fuck session in the gym showers is going to be fucking rough.

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