Date: Sat, 1 Oct 2011 20:18:11 +0800
From: Ben Ng <ng.ben9@gmail.com>
Subject: My New Daddy - Part 1

This story describes sexual acts between men and boys, and a
female character is also involved. If this offends you, please
read no further.

If you like it or have feedback please let me know at
ng.ben9@gmail.com.

Read my other stories at http://groups.google.com/group/bens-sexual-adventures.

Written by Ben Ng with story ideas provided by Brad Gillespie.


My New Daddy - Part 1

Hi! I'm Samuel, and you can call me Sam. My mom likes to call
me Sammy, but I hate it. I'm 14, by the way. I have sandy
hair, brown eyes, and I'm fit because I'm into sports,
especially swimming and football. I tend to think I have a
nice body. I'm slender but muscular. I'm into weightlifting
too. I like to keep in shape to make myself attractive. When
I'm on the streets, people notice me. I get looks from boys
and girls alike.

I knew I was gay since I was young. Believe it or not, my
first wet dream was about a boy. I used to fantasize about
playing with naked boys from exotic countries. I probably got
the idea from TV programs about some third world countries,
showing families who were so poor the boys had no clothes to
wear. Yeah, that's where I got the idea: naked boys running
around available for me to play with. I had several
experiences with other boys, some younger, some my age. They
were mostly mutual jerk off sessions, and occasionally we
would experiment with sucking. I've never fucked or been
fucked before. I want to try it some day, but I want to find
the right guy. I don't want to lose my cherry to some random
horny guy I meet in a public restroom.

You see, when my dad found out I was gay, he wasn't happy. He
yelled at me and called me names. My mom came to my defense
and they had a big fight. My dad ended up leaving, and later
found another chick and they got married. Of course, that was
after he divorced my mom. I felt guilty because I thought they
divorced because of me, but mom told me their relationship has
been problematic for years, and it wasn't my fault. Seeing him
yell at me for my sexuality was the last straw, and she
decided to get rid of him for good. Obviously I wasn't going
to visit him. He hated me for being gay. I have no idea why my
sexuality would entirely change the way he looks at me, but
then again, he never seemed to like me much.

Alright, enough of the sad past; this is not a sob story. The
point I'm trying to make is, I need a new dad. My mom also
wants to remarry. The problem, as you can imagine, is finding
someone who is both comfortable with my mom and the fact that
she has a gay son. Most guys don't want to marry someone with
a teenage son, let alone a gay one. Finding someone we both
like is close to impossible. Sometimes my mom brings guys over
for dinner (and sex) and once they see me, their expressions
change and it gets awkward. I asked my mom why she didn't tell
them she has a son, and she said that would dramatically
decrease her chance of bringing someone home.

So, we are kind of stuck. Sometimes I stay overnight at a
friend's home and mess around, so that my mom can bring guys
back and have some fun herself. It works for a while, but we
both want someone more stable, instead of horny guys who leave
right after they fuck her. And so, we have come to a point
where we decided a new dad is in order. The problem is, how
and where do we find one?

We tried making a list of the qualities we like in a new dad.
She listed loving, romantic, rich, and a bunch of other
things. I listed loving, masculine, handsome and hot. My mom
looked at my list and frowned. "Are you looking for a dad or a
lover?" My answer was "both". If my dad was hot, I wouldn't
mind doing him. She shook her head and sighed. Where are we
going to find a guy who is loving, romantic, rich, masculine,
handsome, and hot? And most important of all: would such a guy
love me and my mom?

We put our lists up on the fridge and we joke about it a lot.
My mom would ask me, "Have you met any masculine, handsome and
hot guy lately?" I would ask her, "Have you found your loving,
romantic and rich guy?" and we would both laugh about it.
After a while, we pretty much gave up looking. We were back to
our former arrangement of finding guys on our own. At least we
got our sexual needs met.

One day, I was at the local park, riding my bike. That's what
I usually do after school, when I'm done with homework. That
way I get to check out other guys and if I'm lucky, I may get
to mess around with another boy. There are some regulars who
visit the public restroom often. I have jerked off and sucked
some of them. There are others who I avoid because they look
scary. Some of them want to fuck me but I'm not ready for
that. As I said, I want to find someone special. That day, I
went inside the restroom, but it was empty except for one guy.
He was a big guy, and from his arms, I could see he was
muscular. He had huge biceps. He was at the urinal pissing,
and I couldn't tell if he was there to just piss or to play.
Usually guys who are there to play would just get themselves
hard without actually pissing, so I assumed he wasn't
interested.

That didn't stop me from looking though. As you probably
expect, I have a habit of checking out other guys at the
urinals. Sometimes that leads to unexpected fun. That day was
no different. I glanced over and saw that he had a nice thick
cock. I couldn't tell how big it was because he was standing
pretty close to the wall. That was another sign that he wasn't
interested, so I started peeing. I have a habit of standing
back when I piss because I like to show off my cock. As I
said, you never know, fun times can be just around the corner.

This time, he started looking at me. It wasn't a casual look;
he was staring. When I looked back, I could see he has backed
up a little and I could see his entire cock. He had a thick 5-
inch soft cock which looked really nice, with a wide cock
head. I started wondering how it would look when it's hard,
and how it would fit in my mouth. I was horny like that. I
started to get hard even though I was peeing. Seeing my hard
on, his cock started to grow too. It was amazing. That thick
cock grew into an even thicker seven inch monster that stood
at a 45 degree angle from his body. I say "monster" not
because of the length, but the girth. It's the thickest cock
I've ever seen. Just out of curiosity, I knew I had to suck
it.

We exchanged a few glances and he turned his head towards the
cubicles then looked back at me. I nodded and went into one of
them, leaving the door open. He looked around and made sure no
one was there before joining me. Once the door closed, I
immediately dived on his cock. He gasped at my sudden attack
and he placed his hands gently on my face. He didn't face fuck
me like some of the guys do; he just gently guided me onto his
cock. I liked the way he touched me; it was sensual. He
started moaning and whispered to me what a great job I was
doing. I liked his voice. It was a deep, masculine voice, yet
with a gentle tone. He sounded like a nice guy.

Once the word "masculine" popped into my head, I immediately
thought about the list. Was he the masculine, handsome and hot
guy I was looking for? I looked up at his face and saw that he
had his eyes closed and was really enjoying it. In terms of
handsomeness, I would say he was 7 out of 10. Not too bad. I
wasn't looking for a model and he was good enough for me. Was
he hot? Hell yeah! I looked at his body. He had muscles
everywhere, and yet they were not overly bulging like some
body builders I've seen. His body looked naturally ripped. He
still had his t-shirt on so I couldn't see clearly, but he
definitely had large pecs with nipples sticking out. In terms
of hotness, he was a perfect 10! Seeing his sexy body made me
more excited and I sucked harder. He responded by moaning and
sighing loudly.

I love sucking cocks in public restrooms. The thrill of
getting caught, having to be quiet yet knowing it's impossible
to be totally quiet, and the thought of getting away with it
day after day makes it so incredibly hot. Sometimes I like to
shoot my cum all over the door or the floor just to leave my
mark. I always imagine what the janitor would look like when
he sees the stains. Would he be disgusted, or would he be
turned on?

I pulled up his shirt, wanting to see his abs. He had an
amazing 6-pack. I ran my hands under his t-shirt to feel his
muscles. They contracted each time I sucked hard on his cock.
I loved it. I lifted the shirt higher and the guy pulled it
off. Wow, what an amazing body. He must be a serious body
builder or sportsman. That body can only be the result of
years of training. I know because I spend a fair amount of
time in the gym. I would kill to look like that. I couldn't
get enough of his body; I kept running my hands up and down
his chest and stomach. He seemed to like it too.

Looking up to his face, I saw that he had jet black hair,
which was short and spiky. He had big brown eyes which were
looking right into mine. At that moment, something clicked.
There was such intense passion and lust in those eyes that I
was captured. I was mesmerized and I couldn't pull away from
his gaze. He looked into my soul and saw through me. He wanted
me. I suddenly felt like giving in to this stud, submitting to
him. I wanted to please him. I wanted him to take me. Yes, I
wanted him to be my first. In that instance, I already decided
I would do anything he asks.

I seemed to have communicated my desire to him, because he
started smiling, and he melted me. It was a warm, sunny smile.
He was telling me he has received my message, and he was glad
I wanted him as much as he wanted me. So much was said with
our eyes. He continued to look down at me as I sucked him, and
that smile never left his face. He was happy.

That was the first time I was impacted so deeply by a blowjob.
Usually a guy just cums in your mouth and leaves, but this guy
was different. As much as he enjoyed my service, he enjoyed
watching me, and seeing my excitement. He knew I was attracted
to his body and he loved it. He started thrusting harder. I
could tell he was getting close. I wanted to please him so
much that I sucked extra hard, trying my best to take in his
whole cock. It wasn't easy because he was so thick, but I was
determined. I didn't care if I choked; I wanted all of him. As
I engulfed his cock all the way to the hilt, my nose was
buried into his pubes, and I could smell his manly musk. It
was intoxicating and I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.
I deep throated him and he gasped. His whole body tensed up
and he started cumming in my mouth. Volley after volley of hot
cum shot into the back of my throat, going right down. I
wanted to taste him so I moved back slightly. His cum flooded
my mouth and it was thick and salty. It didn't taste bad at
all, unlike some guys' cum which is bitter. He kept that
intense look on me all the while he was cumming, and we locked
eyes. It was so hot seeing his expression as he came.

When he was done, he immediately pulled me up and kissed me.
It was a rough, passionate kiss, and we shared his cum.
Usually, I'm not into kissing, but this guy was so hot I
didn't mind at all. In fact, I started kissing back hard. When
we broke apart, he was still looking at me with intense
passion. "Oh my God! That was fucking awesome!" He whispered.

I just nodded; I was at a loss for words. Everything happened
so quickly and I felt I was in love already, if that was
possible. Before I could respond, he was already on his knees,
taking my cock into his mouth. He sucked with such ferocity
that I came in seconds. I had goose pimples everywhere and was
trembling uncontrollably as I came; I have never cum so hard.
He held my softening cock in his mouth, not letting go. When I
was completely soft, he started sucking again. I tried to push
him off because my cock was getting sensitive, but his strong
hands held onto my buttocks. My hands were stretched tight,
pushing against his shoulders, but he kept sucking my cock
like crazy. I felt so out of control, like I was going to
explode.

My toes were curling, and I was standing on tip toes. My whole
body tensed up as I was thrown into another orgasm, before I
was ready. I had no idea I could cum twice so quickly, but I
did. It felt like a tsunami, as wave after wave of pleasure
flooded me and blinded my senses. I was seeing stars. I shook
all over as I came again, and I was later told I was
screaming, but I had no recollection. My lover covered my
mouth with his hand as he continued to suck every drop out of
me. I was drained and exhausted. My knees felt weak and I
collapsed into his strong arms. He caught me while he was
standing up and I rested my head on his chest. He stroked my
back and whispered to me, "Are you alright, little buddy?"

After catching my breath, which took a while, I told him I've
never been better. That was one hell of a blowjob and it was
something to remember. He told me I made him so hot that he
had to suck another load out of me. He didn't want it to be
over so soon. I told him it was the best blowjob I've ever
had.

"What's your name?"

"Sam, and yours?"

"I'm Ben."

That's how it started. Although I've said I didn't want my
cherry to be taken by some random horny guy I meet in the
public restroom, ironically that's exactly how it happened. We
wanted each other and we both knew it.

When we stepped out of the restroom, Ben asked me to go back
to his place so we can talk and do more. Instead, I insisted
that he came to mine. I wanted mom to meet him. He asked me
why but of course I didn't tell him the real reason. I just
said there was something I wanted to show him.

I have found my perfect guy, but would he be my dad? Would my
mom like him? I was dying to find out.