Date: Thu, 19 Apr 2018 15:29:38 +0200 From: DanishDude Subject: fucked-by-boyfriends-father If you have any comments or questions please email me at danishdude@gmail.com. The usual disclaimer and copyrights applies. *************************************************** FUCKED BY BOYFRIENDS FATHER I was about 21 when I met Carsten in a gay bar in downtown Copenhagen. He was a good looking guy - slightly taller than me, dark hair, lean body and, as it turned out, a big fat cock. We hit if off right away and ended up at my place where we spend the night together - and the next morning we agreed that there were absolutely basis for much more than a one-night-stand. We started dating and after a couple of months Carsten asked me if I would like to spend the weekend at his place so I could meet his father (his parents had divorced when Carsten was about 10). I agreed and the following weekend I boarded a train for the northern parts of Copenhagen where Carsten lived in a nice 3 story house with his dad. Carsten picked me up at the station and we walked the short distance to their house. First we went downstairs to a high basement where Carsten had a rather large room where we dumped my travelling bag and then went upstairs to the kitchen where his father was preparing lunch. His father - Thomas - was a tall, well-trained guy. He was bald with a nicely trimmed moustache and blue eyes and the moment I clapped eyes on him I felt a stirring in my groin that worried me profoundly: I felt an instant sexual attraction towards Carsten's dad. And the look he gave me told me that the feeling was not entirely unrequited. Thankfully Carsten didn't notice anything. We chatted away during lunch and I wondered if it was just something I had imagined - but then Thomas would let his knee press against mine under the table in a way that left no doubt as to his interest and I would feel the butterflies in my stomach again. The rest of the day went quietly and in the evening we watched a movie on television before agreeing to turn in around 11pm. Thomas slept on the top floor and with Carsten's room in the basement there was little chance Thomas would hear anything that went on in Carsten's bed - and he and I were still mad about each other and fucked like rabbits every chance we got. That evening I went to the loo and prepared my ass before climbing naked into Carsten's bed and we kissed and sucked and licked - and Carsten ended up fucking me good and long before coming in my ass. We snuggled up and went to sleep. Carsten quickly started to breathe heavily indicating that he was fast asleep and I decided to get up and go to the bathroom and empty my ass for his load. I tiptoed out of his room and up the stairs to the ground floor where there was a bathroom. Just as I quietly walked along the hallway towards the bathroom I sensed a presence and I quickly turned around. I didn't turn on the light but a street lamp shone through the living room windows and the light spilled out into the hallway so I could see shadows and shapes. `Hey' I heard a soft voice whisper in the semi-darkness `can't you sleep?'. It was Thomas standing very close to me - so close I could feel the heat coming off his body and smell his manly scent. He was only wearing a pair of briefs as was I. `I just need to use the bathroom' I whispered back. He closed the small gap between us and I could feel the bulge in his briefs against mine - nothing more was said. He kissed me. First very gently as if he didn't quite know how I would react but when he felt my tongue entering his mouth, he wrapped his arms around me and went for it. I could feel him getting hard as was I and after a few moments he broke the kiss and whispered `did Carsten sleep when you left him?' I confirmed and he then let me by the hand upstairs and into his bed. `I would like to do this slowly but we have to be careful' he whispered as he removed his briefs and then mine and then he got on top of me and spread my legs with his own. He let a finger slip into my well-fucked hole and when he felt the wetness from Carsten's load he climbed down and lifted my legs up and apart and buried his face and tongue in my ass. He tongue-fucked me for a few minutes before pushing a pillow under my ass and moving back up on top of me - soon I felt his big, hard cock entering my already open hole and he gave me a fast, hard fuck that ended with him coming deep in my ass mixing his cum with that of his son. He collapsed on top of me but soon we disentangled and I left his room afraid that Carsten might wake up and wonder where I was. This was the beginning of many hot fucks with Thomas - the most sexy ones were when Carsten was asleep downstairs and I came up with my ass full of his cum. Thomas truly was turned on by the thought of eating his son's cum out of my ass and fucking me using his son's cum as lubrication. Carsten never knew what went on behind his back and I lost contact with both of them when Carsten and I broke up 1 ½ years later.