Cody’s Bareback Adventures - Chapter 1
This story is a work of fiction. All characters even though they are fictional are 18 years or older. I originally posted this story to another website but the moderators turned out to be unfriendly so I have resurrected the story, re-proofed it for any typos and such and I am re-posting it here.
The story is told from the perspective of various characters and involves lots of bareback sex between gay men.
There is that tingling, that pleasurable stinging sensation, when a man’s raw cock slowly snakes its way into your ass that feels like no other kind of sex; when that man is your Dad too, its even hotter. My Dad may be asleep, but his cock is wide awake and ready to play. Considering all of the time I’m spending with Sam lately I’m craving a load of my father’s cum. I need to have “the conversation” with him, about Sam, and my ass is sore, but I can’t sleep – I’m insatiably horny. I want Dad’s cum in my ass; his boy needs it now. Dad is so good too, so practiced at breeding me … it’s not fair to let something like “sleeping” get in the way of breeding his boy’s tight ass. Dad and I almost always cuddle at night, but tonight he’s on his back, a little lube, a little precum and a little patience and that cock slides into me nice and slow. I grit my teeth a bit and wince from the stinging sensations. Sam, and his friends, fuck me hard and hang me up wet, but I don’t care; right now, I just need Dad’s raw cock in me. I work him into me slowly until I feel that familiar hairy sac brushing against my ass cheeks. I love how he feels inside me, “How does he sleep through this”, I think to myself. It’s well past 3am and his breathing is restful and calm, I know he is sleeping as I mount and slow ride his dick.
Sitting on top of him like this, with his fully engorged cum stick lodged inside me, I start thinking about the first time he fucked me; I had turned eighteen just two weeks prior. When I was too young to completely understand, my Mom died; Dad later called it “Pancreatic Cancer”. All I knew is one day, Mom is there, and then the next it’s just me and Dad. Life slowly returned to normal and he and I grew very close. Around the house Dad rarely wore clothes, and subsequently neither did I, he never said it wasn’t normal and I never gave it a second thought. As I got older it crossed my mind that my friend’s Moms and Dads all wore clothes at home, but I didn’t care, I just kept those things to myself. I’d get home from school and the clothes were off – it was just a normal part of our life. Dad and I had always been open and he shared everything with me, he never talked down to me, or lied, even when I asked questions about adults or sex or the body. As I got into my teens I became a bit awkward around him even though I knew our home life wasn’t an abnormal thing. Dad and I had the “sex” conversation and he told me what he thought was right but also said I’d eventually decide what I want and what is right for me. The other thing we did that I didn’t see others do is we never closed doors, even when using the bathroom. More than once at night, from my room, I could hear him moaning. I always wanted to go to his room and see, but I never did. As I found the internet, and my hormones, I had a pretty good idea what was going on but I pretended not to hear it.
The year I turned 18 my Dad planned a big birthday party for me and several of my friends and we had a great time. As it got late, and everyone finally left, I immediately went to my room and got rid of my clothes. I’m bent over pulling off my shorts when my Dad comes by, already naked, and stops for a moment. By now he’s relaxed and had a beer or two and we’ve seen each other naked more times than I can count. I didn’t give it a second thought – it did seem like Dad is checking out my body though. “Thanks for the party today, it was great”, he smiled, “You’re really growing up to be a handsome young adult Cody… “, I think I blushed a little, then he offered, “And … You’re welcome”. At this point he walks over to me and gives me a big hug and a kiss on the top of my head. I feel like a kid again, warm and safe in his hug, then it happens … my Dad’s cock rubs against my stomach. My cock awkwardly comes to life, but then Dad releases me and leaves my room… my cock continues to rise thinking about him.
It seems like whenever I jack off all I can think about is Dad, he’s my whole world, and his cock was literally just pressed against me. I can still smell him … I cut out the light and lie down, horny as fuck. I imagine his cock pressed against me again, my mind is racked -- I want him, but I don’t know what to do about it. I’m lying there in bed, beating off, imagining his body and his cock, when suddenly I hear him moan … my Dad is beating off too, and like all those times before, I’m curious. I decide I’m 18, I know what I want, and I want to see that dick again. I sneak towards his bedroom with the intent of watching. I make my way down the hallway, doing my best to be conscientious of my body and any noise it might make – doing my best impression of a Cat. I get on the floor to crawl in, Dad’s bed is positioned in such a way that, with the lights off, if I crawl in I can hide at his footboard unnoticed. I really do love his bedroom it smells like his body, my heart is pounding and my cock is hard and leaking – “FUCK IT! I’m going to jack off, too”, I think. “Ahhhhhh… ahhhhhh yeah…. “, I hear Dad moaning, and I hear the sound of him beating his cock, “Cody… Cod… oh fuckkkk … ohhh baby … ohhh baby boy … that’s it yeah”, I freeze, Dad’s calling my name. I think, “Did he see me? Did he hear me?” My cock feels too good to care though, “Ahhhhhhhh”, and I subconsciously let out a moan of my own. As I’m wondering if I’m too loud, I feel a hand on my shoulder, “Cod baby ... you don’t have to spy on me … you can come up here. We’ve always been open with each other … you don’t have to sneak around … we can jack off together”, I look like a deer caught in headlights “GUILTY!” I think, I don’t know what to say to him. “Ok”, is all that comes out, and I swallow hard, my eyes completely trained on the shadow above me.
I can hardly see him as I move to the side of the bed, “Get under the covers with me son”, he pulls the sheets back and I can just make out a shadowy naked form; I look down trying to see his cock. I realize he’s looking right at me, “Come on boy”, and I look back at him and climb into his bed. He turns on one of his lamps dimly, and now I can see his face, “Dad … I …”, “It’s ok son … I told you no secrets between us, I love you”, “I love you too Dad”, “… and it looks like I’m not the only one who’s horny”. I turn a little red but smile, then he smiles back, and it breaks the tension of the moment. “Dad … I … I’m just … “, “You what baby boy? Its ok … it’s me, we share everything, you can tell me anythi….”, “I love you!”, “I lov...”, “I want you!” interrupting him and literally blurting out the words. Then I immediately look away feeling awkward; Dad puts one of his hands on my chin and turns me to face him. “Dad …”, but Dad puts his finger over my lips, “Shhhh…”, his eyes looking through me, then he looks down towards my cock. Before I can think, he takes my left hand and puts it on his cock, and then he puts his on mine and we start to slow stroke each other not speaking and not breaking eye contact. I can feel his precum – I can’t believe I’m stroking my own father’s cock. Dad leans in to me smiling with our eyes trained on each other. Dad’s face is now right against mine and he’s looking at me and my mouth and then my eyes, back and forth. This is the first time I’m jacking off with my father when he suddenly presses his lips to mine and kisses me, not like all the other times he’s ever given me a fatherly peck, this is a lover’s kiss. I can feel his precum on my hand and I do my best to kiss him back the way a lover will do. After that Dad invited me to sleep with him every night. It wasn’t long until I learned to suck and appreciate his big cock; my own Dad, now also my boyfriend. Dad said, “Once you become an adult you can decide for myself what you want Cod”, and he made it clear this is how he thinks of me. This is what I had fantasized about, my first boyfriend – my own father.
“Ahhhhhhhh……….. ahhhhhhhhhhhhh…. ”, a huge groan and exhale and Dad’s hands are on my thighs; I’m riding my father’s cock and he’s fast awake. At this point though I’m impaling myself on his cock, and as much as it stings, I really want his cum inside me – I’m working him hard to get it. “Ohhhhh fuck boy ... ohhhhh fuck … you needed Daddy’s cock huh?”, I let out a long moan, “Yeeeeeeeeess….”, “Do it boy… ride Daddy’s big dick”. The sounds of sex in the room are obvious and we can both hear the sloshing sounds of a raw cock fucking a cummy ass, “Is that cum in there boy?”, “Yes, Daddy”, I say, trying to sound younger than my 22 years; I know it makes him a little crazy, “FUUUUCCCKKK that’s so hot!”
Dad seems so horny, but he also seems completely happy to just lie here and let me do all the work for to get his nut. Part of me is wondering if I’m HIV+ now from all the sex with Sam and his friends, and then it crosses my mind again, “If I’m positive from Sam fucking me, does that mean Dad is HIV+, too?”, “ohhhhhh…. Ohhhhhh…. It feels so fucking good Dad”, “Yeah boy… ride me… I’m getting close”, and I know Dad is about to cum; he never lasts very long after he says he’s close. The thoughts of Sam fucking me flash through my mind and of me begging him to fuck poz cum into me. Sam has been upfront and vocal from the beginning and he seems more than happy to poz me. I think, “If I really am positive now, what can I say?” I asked … no, I begged him to do it … more than once. “Dad … I … I …. “, but the words aren’t coming, and then, “Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh……… ahhhhhhhhhhhhh…. Oh fuck … Daaaaa…..” and my ass clamps down on his cock as a huge load comes flying out of the business end of my dick, “Oh fuck…. Oh fuck… “, my orgasm racks my body. “Cod! ... FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!” and I know Dad’s cock is releasing its pent up load. “Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh fuck Cod…. Ohhhhhhhhhh … Ohhhhhhhh”, the moans and the breathing are heavy between us as our orgasms quell and we start to come down from the release. “That’s so fucking hot”, I moan between breathes, “Yes it is baby boy … needed that so bad”, he says to me all breathy, “…and I’m soaked now”. We both laugh.
I climb off his cock and lie down beside him and we kiss… he leans into me and mashes almost all of my cold, wet cum into our stomachs; I love him so much. I can’t think of how to tell him I might be infected, he’s always been there for me, and been open with me, I have to find the words. “Did you have a good time with your friends last night?”, I ask him. “Yeah it was good … this is better”, as he kisses me, “You?”. “Same with me … “, I pause, “Dad, I’ve been having sex with …”, “It’s ok Cod I’ve been having sex too”, “Sam?”, I blurt it out. “Yes, … “, he pauses, “Sam … how did you?”, “Uhmmm… well saw a message from him on your phone once, and then didn’t know it was him, but met him on BBRT and we started talking and well ... He’s fucked me a couple times”. There’s an awkward pause, then he says, “Same with your old man I guess … I don’t ‘always’ go jogging”, a laugh escapes us both, “Haha… uhmm yeah … figured”. “Dad it’s just that … well, he’s been fucking bareback “, another pause, “Me too baby boy… hate condoms. I got tested last week”, “You did… what did…”, “Negative “, I look at him pausing then the thoughts run through my mind, “I haven’t actually tested poz … so who says I am until they tell me otherwise?”, then he pipes in, “Why don’t we go this week… we can get tested together?”, “But you just …”, “Doesn’t matter, plus the guy that works there…”, I pipe in, “Chris”, “Yeah… how did you?”, “Fuckbud brought him over once, he’s hot”. “Yeah he is ... anyways, not that you’re positive, but you can see how easy it is to test, and maybe it’ll put your mind at rest”, “Yeah … uhmmm… ok”, my only reply.
A day goes by and Dad and I spend it together then the next morning he’s out for a jog when it hits me, “I bet Sam is fucking him right now”, part of me is jealous. I’m really horny, I decide to find out.
Sam: Jake asked if he can text you, gave him your #, hope that’s ok
Me: That guy you told me about before? That’s cool, can I have his # too?
Sam: Yeah I’ll send it, one sec
Sam sends me Jake’s # and I decide to message him instead of waiting when literally a message from an unknown contact appears on my phone.
Jake: Hey this is Jake, … Sam gave me #, hope it’s cool to message you
Me: I was just going to text you lol
Me: Yeah it’s cool … Sam told me he gave you my #
Jake: Oh really? What’d he say?
Me: Nm … just said you guys had some group fun
Jake: Yeah we did … that it?
Me: He said you’re HIV+ … prob from that night
Me: Hope its ok he told me that … don’t wanna seem nosey
Me: So you got it from him?
Jake: We think his hot friend Sergei is who knocked me up
Me: How do you know that?
Jake: I’m horned. Can we get together? Horny?
Jake: HOT (includes a pic of his cock)
Me: Damn… that’s a hot cock!
Jake: And it’s poz now … sure it’s ok?
Cody gives me his address and I tell him I’m headed that way. It makes my cock leak thinking that we’re both going to end up HIV+, … he’ll find out at some point when he tests. I intend to make him beg me for poz cock and then when he does test poz, hopefully we’ll discuss it, and I’ll tell him he got it from me.
I also want to watch him fuck and breed a few guys before he gets tests, just in case he gets weird about being poz, or goes on meds right away. Personally I don’t intend to take any meds until I have to… I want to share this bug with as many neg dudes as I can. I start driving to Cody’s house when that hot guy Chris at the testing center crosses my mind, the way he flirts with all the guys that come in there. I wonder, “Does he just flirt? Is he poz? Does he want to be?” I grab my crotch as the thought goes through my head. I think I’ll just have to find out.
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