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My name's Tim and I'm a 20 year old college junior. Though I've condensed and edited things a bit for continuity, this is a true story about me and my father.
Let's just say I knew what I was doing and my dad didn't stand a chance. I was 14 and living alone with him in Texas. I had been living with my mom, step-dad and sister in Ohio, but begged my dad to let me live with him because I really and truly hated my step-dad...and the feeling was mutual.
So there I was, freshman year in high school, brand new school, living in my dad's bachelor apartment. If my homework didn't keep me busy, junior varsity football did. They took it a lot more seriously than in Ohio; so they really kicked our asses on a daily basis. The heat and humidity of Texas didn't help either. In no time, I was a tight and sinewy 5'10" starting wide receiver for the Haskins HS JV football team. What I really started to notice most about my body wasn't the extra hair sprouting (not much really) or my dick getting bigger and staying hard all the time (expected), but my ass was growing high and tight: I had a beautiful hairless bubble butt. I noticed it even more when I was in my jock or my football pants. I would catch myself in the mirror in the locker room...I even caught a couple of the other guys on the team looking at it a little too long.
It was also about this time I realized what I liked: men. And who I liked most: my dad. My dad was hot and I couldn't stop thinking about him. Of course, I had guilt and worry about my feelings, but not enough to stop me from entertaining elaborate jerk off fantasies about him. My dad was 42 yrs old dark, dark brown hair & blue eyes (just like me), 6'2", 200 lbs of mostly muscle (with a little around the middle). He had big broad shoulders, a hairy chest with big pecs, and great beefy legs. Oh yeah, and an ass that would make your mouth water. And it made mine water whenever I saw it. I checked him out on every occasion I could...but I was always careful to hide the little 6 inch tent I made in my pants. It didn't help that he'd sometimes call me into the bathroom as he was getting out of the shower to tell me something, or watch TV in his robe and underwear and his legs spread wide open.
I saw his cock dangling nicely down 1/4 of his thigh a few times, but I always wanted to know what it would look like completely stiff...and right in front of my face. Damn - I wanted my father more than anything.
So, I decided after a few months to test the waters. I mean if he could show off, so could I. One afternoon after practice, I was watching TV in my football jersey, my jock, and my socks. I lay on my stomach in front of the tube so my dad would get a nice view of my ass when he came home. When I heard the lock in the door, I pretended to be asleep. Then I spread my legs apart so he could see my pink hairless little boy pussy. He came in the door, closed it and there was silence for almost a full minute. Was my dad checking me out?!?
"Hey, sport. How was practice?"
"Great, dad. I'm just wiped out...guess I fell asleep."
"Well, think about what you want for supper. I'm going to change."
And that quickly, he was back into his room getting out of his suit and tie. Oh well, I thought, that didn't go over like I wanted it to.
Then from my dad's bedroom I heard him say,
"I'm going to jump in the shower. Put some clothes on why don't ya? We're going out to eat."
Great, I thought: so much for the seduction. We went out to eat and had a great time together as usual, just a father and his son; then we came home and I went to bed.
Lying there that night, I thought: I'm not giving up...I will be relentless. I know he's not getting any. I'm cramping his style and it's not fair on him...I might as well try and help him out. (Well, that was my 14-yr-old rationale)
So I carried on and began to vary my attack. I might be doing my homework at the dining room table in my white football pants and nothing else. I turned the dining room chair around backwards so my tight ass was hanging off the end of the chair and my dad could see the outline of my jock underneath, perfectly framing my cheeks. Sometimes I'd be on my stomach on the couch wearing a pair of tighty whiteys that were way too small and a little ripped and made my ass look like it was about to bust out of them. If I was feeling really bold, I'd just wear a t-shirt and socks.
After the "pretending to sleep" didn't work that first time, I took another approach: my dad would come in and I'd look at him over my shoulder with a huge grin and say hi (I mean it was so obvious that I was gagging for it!). I'd give him a minute to check me out (hopefully that's what he was doing when he dropped his keys and briefcase), then I'd get up from whatever I was doing and go give him a big bear hug. The first few times, he was a bit hesitant. But after a few days he started to bear hug me back, sometimes picking me up off the floor while making a his best growling bear sound.
We'd both laugh, and then he'd say,
"I love you, Tim."
"I love you too, dad."
I cannot tell you what it was like to have his hands on my bare skin. They were big and thick and spanned the width of my entire back. I couldn't wait until he wouldn't take them off me. I wanted him to fuck my virgin bubble butt as long and as hard as he wanted to...oh shit, virgin! What the fuck am I going to do? He'll saw me in half with that big dick!
The next day after practice, I came home and started to stretch myself out down there. Anything I could find that was in the shape of a cock I started to shove up my little pink pucker hole and move it around until I could take it all: bananas, carrots, cucumbers. My dad thought I was on a healthy food kick, when actually I was shoving them up my tight 14-yr-old boy cunt so I could take his dick up there one day. I even fucked myself with a beer bottler and a broom handle! I don't recommend it (damn I was desperate!)!
I kept up the pressure by showing off my ass at every possible moment. And one night it finally paid off...thanks to after-work cocktails with one of his colleagues.
My dad walked, or should I say, slightly staggered through the door. I was laid out, legs apart, ass a little in the air, with just a t-shirt and socks on. I looked over my shoulder gave him a big smile and a "hi dad". He said,
"Get over here and give your old man a hug."
His slightly slurred speech was my cue to do what I did next. I walked up to him and gave him a hug...not a bear hug like usual, but a firm, full-body hug. I pressed every possible inch of myself up against him...and stayed it there. I held onto him tightly and didn't let go. Neither did he.
"I love you, dad."
"I love you, too, son."
I let my hands wander over his back as he rested his chin against the side of my face. His hands began to wander, too. First, across the top of my back; then down to my middle back; and then to my hips. I thought he might stop there, but they dropped down onto my smooth white firm ass cheeks. I arched my back as he started to rub them. I let out a little moan about a millisecond before he let one out. He pushed his body up against me as he kneaded my bubble butt hard. Then the middle finger of his right hand crept into my crack and went straight to my sweaty and waiting hole. I let out another little moan and arched my back a little more as he massaged my boy pussy. He took his finger away, put it in his mouth, wet it and then slipped it slowly inside me.
"This is what you've wanted, isn't it, son?"
I almost came in my pants.
"Yeah, dad...oh, fuck...that feels so good..."
"You've been begging for it for a while now...can't help myself...you made me do this."
"God, yeah, dad...please shove it up me...god, it's really big..."
With that, he pulled his finger out of me, spun me around and marched me to the sofa and said,
"Bend over!"
"What?"
I was still a bit dazed from the ecstasy of being penetrated by my father's fat finger.
"Bend over the back of the couch now!"
I did what I was told.
"Now, spread your ass for me, Tim."
I reached behind me and spread my ass wide open for my father. Before I knew it, my father was on his knees with his face in my ass, eating and slurping as fast and hard and loud as he could. He got his tongue up inside me and started fucking me with it. Then he said,
"Come on, son. Rock back onto my tongue and fuck yourself with it."
I pushed back on my dad's face and felt his tongue go so deep inside me I came all over the back of the couch without even touching myself. My dad saw what happened and laughed.
"Don't worry, sport. I'm sure there's more where that came from..."
He stood me up and turned me around to face him. He wrapped his arms around me and looked me right in the eye. Then he dropped his face to mine, that handsome face with the 5 o'clock shadow and sparkling blue eyes, and he said to me,
"There is no one and no thing on this earth that I love more than you, son."
And he kissed me.
"Although, it's kinda strange for me to realize that I love my son like this..."
...and he kept kissing me deeper and deeper.
Then he pulled back and I said.
"Dad, you're the best dad and my best friend. I love you the same..just like you love me"
"You wanna show me?"
And he smiled and looked down at his crotch. His zipper was down and I could see his hard cock pushing his underwear through the fly. There was a big wet spot at the end of his fat bulbous head.
"Fuck yeah, dad!"
"That's my boy..."
End of Part I