Coach had caught me staring one too many times. He finally asked me about it and I was honest and told him I was curious.
"About what?" He asked.
"What other people look like," I replied.
He had a smirk on his face. The whole situation made me nervous, like I was going to be in trouble.
"You've seen your friends and probably your Dad's. You probably already know," coach said. "You know if I see you staring at my crotch, others probably can too."
"Yeah, I know," I told him and blushed. "That's how I've been able to see a few."
"Oh." He said. "So you're trying to get me to show you mine, huh?"
I shrugged my shoulders. "If you want to show me."
"Others show you hard or soft?" He asked.
He looked around his living room as if his wife and kids would catch us. It was early afternoon, and no one was home with us. My Dad couldn't get me until after dinner and Coach had an early day so I left with him because he was my ride.
"Both," I replied. "Dad's always is hard when he shows me," I told him.
"You think you'll be mad if I show you?" He asked softly.
I was eighteen, I didn't care what Dad thought to be honest.
"No," I told him. "He doesn't care."
Coach put his hand on his crotch and began kneading himself. I did the same to mine as I watched him and he watched me. I was hard right away but Coach took a moment, kept looking around making sure we were still alone.
He stood up right in front of me and pulled his shorts down, revealing his heavy balls. His cock was caught on his shirt at first, thick as hell, just like I had guessed it to be from watching it. He lifted his shirt and let it fall straight forward, pointing at me.
"So?" He asked, it jumped as he flexed it.
"Thick! Nice," I told him and licked my lips. "Biggest so far," I complimented him.
"Are you good at sucking?" He asked putting his hand on my shoulder. "I could really go for a warm mouth."
"Yeah," I replied immediately and wrapped my hand around him and looked up.
I slowly stroked him and smiled up at him. He looked happy as I was, this was going to be great. I opened my mouth and tasted him, he was a little musty from the day and I could smell the soap and cologne wore. I sucked on the thick tip of his dick as he massaged my shoulder in his grip.
I loved sucking cock, especially cock that was off limits. There was something about getting to do the things I wasn't supposed to be able to do. To enjoy men that everyone else stayed away from. Like Dad, he was vocal, I could hear him grunting and sighing to himself.
"Fuck, that's it. Suck my cock," he spoke out loud.
"Mmm," I moaned so he knew I liked doing this for him.
"Yeah, you do. Got myself a little cocksucker, don't I?" He said to me.
I pulled him out of my mouth. "Yes, Sir," I said looking up at me. "And you can fuck me too," I added.
I figured I let him know I was down for however he needed to get off.
"Yeah? I haven't fuck a dudes hole since college. You want to ride me?" He asked and pushed me away and sat on the couch before I responded.
I slipped off my shorts and shirt and climbed on his lap. He aimed his cock straight up and held my hip as I sat down on him. I watched his face go from happy to pure joy as he felt my body wrapping around him, as every thick inch slid slowly inside my welcoming ass.
"Oh fuck, that's it baby. Take it," he growled at me. "You're Daddy do this too?" He asked casually, like it wasn't crazy.
"Yeah, we do," I told him the truth. "Whenever Mom's not home I suck him then he fucks me."
"Lucky dude," he told me. "Glad he can share."
I sat completely down, feeling his warm body pressed against mine. My balls resting on his stomach and his cock firmly entrenched inside me. I felt full, really really full. My cock was jumping because of the pressure he was pushing onto my prostate. I began to pull off when he pulled my right back down.
"No, let me enjoy being completely in for a second," he said with a huge grin.
"Okay," I told him. "Can I kiss you?" I asked.
He paused and then nodded yes.
I leaned in and felt his big arms wrap around me and his tongue slipped in my mouth. I let out a sigh as I melted into him, our body entwined in a forbidden sexual act.
I wondered why his wife would think if she walked in and saw him with his cock inside of me. Would she be turned on like my Dad would be or mad like my Mom? Clearly coach thought it was worth the risk to fuck me.
I slowly rocked back and forth until he began to lift me with his arms. Thrusting his cock in my slowly at first he picked up spread, not breaking our makeout session. I felt so good having him sliding in and out of me, stretching my ass around him as we fucked on his living room couch.
"You're so fucking right," he said finally pulling away and leaning back.
He held my hips, lifting and pulling me down hard onto his lap. The sounds of sex filled the room as we both moaned, grunted and our bodies slammed together.
"I'm gonna live your hole for your Daddy, so it's nice and ready tonight when he picks you up," Coach said.
"Yes, please," is all I could get out as I get my cock erupt all over this pecs and stomach.
"Oh fuck!" He yelled as he felt me squeezing around him and my warm cum coating his skin.
He pulled me down, pushing his cock as far as he possibly could go and exploded inside of me. I felt his body tense as his orgasm gave me the lube he had promised. This husband and father of three was depositing his seed and loving every second of it.
That was my favorite thing about men, they are animals and their needs taken care of, period, nothing more to it. They have basic sexual needs that any willing person should be able to provide them. That's where I came in, my need was to be used by these men, to fill the needs and support them any way I can.
"Thank you Coach, fuck that felt so good," I told him and gave him a hug, my cum smearing into both of our skin as his cock was still hard in my ass.
"Right back at you, I needed that," he told me and rubbed my back as his cock softened and slipped out.
"Anytime, I got you," I told him, opening up our future to more fucking.
"Definitely," he said and held me close.
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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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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.
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