Date: Sat, 13 Sep 2003 17:02:03 +0000 From: Antonio Beardall Subject: The Test I look back and remember the time I lost my virginity. I lost it twice. As a young boy I was never interested in girls, but I guess that was natural. My friends and I made our little club, boys only. However, when we reached adolescence, that all changed. My friends grew an interest in girls, and brought over their fathers' Playboy magazines, in which I had to pretend I was interested. I only like to watch porn magazines when it also showed men fucking the girls, because I liked to look at dicks. Eventually we would all get little hardons on our little boy dicks, and we would beat our meat. That excited me as well, to see all the little developing penises. I never thought how I felt was wrong, but it sure did confuse me. However, I kept the fantasy of those magazine dicks in my head. All that changed one day. I went to the bathroom to take a leak and my dad was in the shower. I had no problem peeing with him there for he had seen me naked ever since I was a baby and felt no shame in front of him. However, this one day when I went to pee, he walked out of the shower when I was still standing in front of the toilet answering the call of nature. What I saw made my jaw drop. My dad walked out without his towel, and he had a hardon. I had never seen my dad naked before. At that moment, all fantasy about those magazine dicks faded from my memory. My dad's dick was far larger and beautiful than those in the magazine. I estimated it to be ten inches, cut, and perfectly straight, thick, with veins running up and down. His pubic hair was well trimmed so I got full view of his meat. He had low hanging balls the size of lemons. His head was red and I could see a drip of something on the tip. My mind was lost and my hormones took over. I got a hardon. He was startled to see me and quickly grabbed a towel and covered himself. I started to blush. "Didn't hear you come in Jason," said dad. The towel stuck out over the shape of his hardon which he grabbed and flattened, before walking out. I stood there still dumbstruck. My God, I thought, what a beauty. I hurry finished peeing, ran to my room before my hardon had died, and masturbated. At this point, my fourteen year old dick already had pubic hair, my balls were already swelling, and after I measured my full erect member, it was about 5 inches, which was far bigger than all my friends'. It was strange for a small skinny kid like me to have a sizeable member. I locked my door, hid under my covers and began to fantasize about my dad's cock. It fit him perfectly. He was 6 foot 2, broad chest, big muscles all over his body, so his monster penis was perfect for him. I fantasized about touching his penis, and stroking it. That was all I could fantasize about for I was still a virgin with no experience. But all what was gonna change quite soon. After beating my meat for about three minutes I came, my first ejaculation. All my other friends had begun to ejaculate already, but something must have been wrong with me that I bloomed late. My body grew late, my dick grew late, but larger than theirs. My cum was hot and sticky and I was mesmerized but it. I smelled it, then stuck my tongue out and tasted it. "Not bad," I said to myself. I licked some more, then more, until I had licked my hand clean. Of course I was even more confused than others. Why was I not interested in girls like my friends? What was my obsession with dicks? My dad's dick? Was I that thing my friend said Donny Simmons was? Was I gay? I know Donny Simmons was this guy in our neighborhood who my friend Gary said was gay. "What's that," I asked him. "Being gay," he replied. "it means that you like guys instead of girls." "But that can't work," I told him. "In the magazine it showed the guy putting his dick inside that girl's thing. How can two men do that?" "Are you that dumb? Don't you know anything? They put their dicks in each other's buttholes." That had fascinated me in a way. It was strange to think about it, but somehow it appealed to me. I wondered it I was ever gonna do that. My answer came soon enough, from an unexpected source. One day after school I got home, tired and sweaty, so I took a shower first thing. When I got in my room I had just put on my boxer shorts when my dad knocked and walked in. "Jason, I need to talk to you about something," he said. "In a minute dad, I gotta make mom sign something for school." "I can sign it," he said. "Besides, she went to you grandmother's for the night." "What is it dad? Do we need to talk now? I was gonna go to the mall with some of the guys." "I would prefer that we talked now with your mother away." Of course I had no idea what he had in mind, so I said, "Sure, but let's make it quick." "It's about, it's about," he said, not really sure he wanted to say it. "It's about what happened the other day in the bathroom." "I swear I did not break that bottle of cologne," I said quickly, fearing we was mad about that. "It's not about that," he said calmly. "It's about..." And his face reddened as he pointed to my groin area. "Oh, Oh!" I was shocked. What did he mean? Was he mad because I walked in, and then saw him naked? "I'm sorry I walked in on you dad, but I thought you heard me." "Don't be sorry about that Jason. So you saw me naked, so what. But it is what happened after that concerns me." What could he possibly be talking about? Did he know about what I did in my room? "What are you talking about dad," I asked, my face suddenly gone red. "It was, it was your, your stiffy." My mind began to swim. He had noticed my hardon. How was I going to explain this one? "I'm sorry, I don't know how..." "It's ok," he said, cutting my short. "It's fine. What worries me was how you got a stiffy." It seemed like he had trouble saying that word, for he blushed again. "What do you mean how?" I was trying my best to look and sound innocent. "Usually," he said, "a guy gets a stiffy when he is aroused, you know, when he sees a naked girl." "Yeah, so?" "You got a stiffy when you saw me naked, and I'm a man." "Oh. I'm sorry, I promise I won't let it happen again." "Look," he said, "don't be sorry, I just wanted to get to the root of the issue so that I could help you." Help me? How was he going to help me? Then he fired the question at me, "Son, are you, are you gay?" I could not believe he was asking me this. I had no really full idea of what being gay meant, so I told him the truth. "I don't know what all this means." I sounded plaintive so he told me, "Don't worry. I can explain all this to you. Nothing's wrong. But I think we should put this to the test. Follow me." He got up and I followed him wondering what kind of 'test' he was talking about. I followed him to the basement. He closed the door behind us and we went down the stairs. This was his private room, and I was strictly forbidden to come in here, so this was kind of a treat. He told me to sit down on the couch in front of the TV. He went to a trunk that was locked, he opened it, and got two videocassettes out. "We will find out something using these tapes," he said. I wondered what the hell he was talking about. "Just let me know your honest reactions." He popped in the first tape in the VCR and I was stunned when I saw it. Two girls were naked on a bed, one was licking and sucking the other one's pussy while she rubbed her own tits. I looked at the movie, then at him, and wondered what all this meant. "Those are lesbians," he said. "Those are girls who want to have sex or fall in love with other girls. Do you like what you see?" I was confused as hell. It was ok but it did nothing for me. "No," I told him. "Should I like it?" "No, you don't have to. Most men do, some don't. Some like this one." He got up, took out the lesbian tape and put in the other. What came on the screen shocked me, but it was beautiful. One man was on his knees on a bed, sucking another man's penis, while another guy behind him was fucking him up the ass. The big dick slid in and out of the man's ass and he seemed to enjoy it. I never even realized when I got a hardon. But my dad noticed. "See what I mean," he said. He pointed to my hardon, partially protruding through the opening in my boxer shorts. Embarrassed, I quickly covered it up. "What does this mean dad?" I was crimson. I wanted the sofa to open up and swallow me. "Does this mean I am gay?" "It certainly looks this way. But you don't have to worry about it, it is ok, no matter what anyone else tells you." "But how could you tell dad?" How did he pinpoint all this? "I could tell because,...because I had the same feelings when I was your age." This was like a huge slap in my face. My eyes grew big and I practically yelled, "What?!" "Yes. I felt the same. That is why I have this video. It is old. It is what I used to test myself." "And what happened? Did you like it?" "Yes Jason, I did. For a long time I did all those things in the video, but my dad forced me to give it up, telling me how evil and wrong it was. He forced me to date girls, and that is how I met your mom. She got pregnant with you, we got married, she never found out." "Do you love mom?" "Of course I do. I am glad I met her, because we had you. But even though we got married, I still had some of the old feelings. I never acted upon them, that is why I loved coming down here, my private room, to watch my videos." "Oh," I said, finally understanding. "That is why I wanted to talk to you, to make sure you know you are not alone, and that I am here for you if you needed me. I want you to be happy. But this has got to be our little secret, ok?" "Sure dad," "Does anyone else know about you?" "No dad. No one." "So you haven't fooled around with anyone? I mean, it is ok if you did." "You mean like that stuff on the video, no dad. I have not been with anyone." "Wanna watch more?" I thought this was a strange request, but I did like to see it so I said yes. He then told me I could come down here anytime and watch movies, whether he was down here or not. He showed me a stack of about three hundred movies, "all about men," he said. He put in another tape where there were about five guys getting it on, sucking dicks, getting fucked up the ass, and something else, licking each other's holes. "That is rimming," he said. He told me to get more comfortable if I wanted. I just watched as he pulled off his jeans, with no underwear underneath. I watched as his ten inch cut dick sprang out, pubic hair and swinging balls in tow. He sat back down on the couch next to me, one hand around the thick base of his dick. Then I pulled down my boxers as my five inches sprang out and hit my belly. We sat side by side, watching the fuck fest go on. There was a close up of a black guy getting his ass eaten out. I asked him, "Dad, did you ever do stuff like that?" "Sure Jason, that and a whole lot more." "What does that feel like," I asked, pointing at the rimming job on TV. "Wanna find out?" It was a strange request, but I was so turned on, I slid closer to him on the couch. He then fixed my legs properly, lifted them up so that his face was right in front of my crotch. I breathed hard as I could feel his hot breath on my balls. He leaned in and I gasped as I felt his tongue slowly lap at my asshole. All my senses were on fire. It was the best feeling I ever felt. He continued licking my hole and began to push his tongue in. As he darted his tongue in and out of my whole I was in pure ecstasy. "Let's imitate all that they are doing on TV huh?" I nodded and looked at the TV. The black guy was deep throating another guy's dick. I was then surprised as my dad engulfed my entire dick. It all fit in his mouth. He had his nose buried in my pubic patch, and I could feel his tongue running up and down my shaft, and I could feel him sucking away like my cock as a soda or something. Thank God I had already masturbated in the shower, or I would have blown my wad. The next thing I felt was kinda uncomfortable, but that quickly turned to pleasure. My dad had began working two fingers up my hole, and seemed to be working it around, opening my muscles up. I look at the screen, there was a close up of one guy fucking another, and the shots of the dick sliding in and out as pelvises bucked each other, it was so hot. My dad said, "This may hurt a little, do you want to do that?" "Yes," I gasped. I was so turned on my breath was short. I closed my eyes and waited. He slid out his fingers. My hole felt empty, but not for long. I felt the head of his dick up against my hole, a bit sticky, which I figured was precum. His head popped in. pain shot through my body, but I wanted to show my dad that I could handle this. He then slowly leaned forward as his dick began to sink in my hole, inch by inch. Thank God once again his fingers had loosened me up. It felt so good. I could still feel inch after inch of his ever-thickening dick slide inside me. Then finally I felt his pubes brush against me, and felt his balls against my skin. His entire ten-inch dick was inside me. I felt all filled up, his thick cock pulsating in me, my ass on fire, but so much pleasure. He looked at me and smiled, and I smiled back at him, he then leaned forward and did something I did not expect. All I felt was the stubble on his chin, his lips upon mine, and his tongue massaging mine. I felt awkward, but melted in the feeling, it was my first kiss, with anyone, and it felt great. I savored the flavor of his mouth, with the taste of my own dick and asshole. It was exhilarating. We kissed greedily, while he rearranged my legs up on his shoulders for better angling. When we broke our long wet kiss he asked, "Do you like it?" "Yes dad," I replied. I was still gasping for breath. "I love it." "Kinda surprised at you, being this young, your first time, and you took all my big dick. Do you still like?" "Yeah dad, I want more!" He leaned in for another kiss when I felt him slowly pulling out his dick from my fuckhole. Then he quickly in one shot rammed the entire thing in again. I was in bliss. I felt like he was touching some button deep inside me. All I wanted was more fucking, more dick, more, more, more. "More," I whispered. He picked up his pace, his hands roaming over my chest, his pace picking up, his balls making a smacking noise at it slapped against my ass, his pubic hair tickling. I wished he was able to push everything in, his balls too. Then he took my dick in one hand and began to pump furiously. It was the first time another person had touched me there. My dad began to moan and pant, fucking my harder and faster, a slicking noise, made from his saliva and precum and my own ass juices all in one. I just closed my eyes and panted and begged for more, "Fuck me harder dad!" He rammed me with more force, my ass felt about ready to split open. Then I exploded, cum flying as high as his face, the rest spewed in his hand, down my legs, on my chest. I could feel my ass muscles open and close tightly around his very slick dick, he closed his eyes and yelled as I felt jet after jet of hot jism being shot into my deeply fucked hole. He came in buckets and kept on thrusting until he had finished cumming. Then he collapsed on top of me, while licking his fingers clean of my spunk, then kissing me deeply. His face was still covered with my semen, so it was a very sticky but pleasurable kiss. His then limp dick slowly slipped out my sore asshole, and I could feel a torrent of his cum trickling after. We just kissed some more, my hands exploring his body. We then sat up, tired and breathless, and saw that the video was still going. It was a different set of men, but they were all still fucking and sucking. "My god dad," I said. "That was so good." "I had a feeling you would like that. I was about your age too when I lost my virginity, twice." "Twice?" I did not understand, but he quickly cleared that up. "Well after I had fucked my best friend, then he did me." "Wow." I was truly impressed, and wondered what it would be like for me to fuck someone. At this point we had begun watching the TV again, and it was apparent that we were turned on again. Both our dicks were hard again. Both of them glistened as they were still sticky. I got up and then kneeled in front of my father. "What are you doing," he asked. But I simply pushed him back into the couch, his dick sticking out in the air, and was covered with cum and my ass juices. I gripped it in one hand, if was hot and sticky. I leaned in, and with the tip of my tongue, licked his slit. He shivered and gasped, and I knew he enjoyed it. I know I was not going to be able to take all that in my mouth, but I would do the best I could. I slowly took the head in my mouth and savored the taste of my dad's cum and my ass juices. He shuddered and this gave me the courage and incentive to go ahead. I began really sucking on the head, then went down deeper. I managed a full five inches in my mouth. My head bobbed up and down as I sucked hard on hid dick, which was already oozing warm precum. I grasped his giant balls in my hand and squeezed gently, while he moaned on the couch. I picked up my pace, but decided not to let him cum just yet. "Ok dad, get on your back, legs up." "What," he said with a chuckle but did what I told him. I got in front of him, located his hole, and I felt it, it was hot and sweaty, smelled musty, but inviting. I eased forward, his legs dangling, and I buried my face in his ass. I stretched my tongue out and slowly lapped at his hole, and it blinked. I was kinda musty and salty, but I wanted more. This turned me one so badly. I inserted my tongue deep in his hole and felt his muscles contract around me tongue. I slobbered his hole for what felt like ten minutes, my dad moaning and panting along the way. Then I knew what I wanted to do. I got in between his legs, reached up and kissed him deeply, he grabbed me and pulled me in tight, his hands roaming my back, grabbing my butt cheeks, and we kissed deeply, my soft smooth lips, against his with his chin stubble rubbing against me. He told me, "Take it easy, just find the hole and you know the rest." I felt around for the hole, found the slick wet fuckhole, and rubbed my cock head against it. I tried pushing it in but it would not budge. "Remember," he said, "I haven't had a cock in there for almost twenty years." And as he as forty-two now, he hadn't had gay sex since he was about twenty-two. I tried harder, my dick was rock hard, and I felt the head go in as my dad winced, but then moaned in pleasure. "Ahh," he said. "It has been a long time." I then pushed the entire thing quickly which made my father gasp loudly. It felt so good, his hole was so tight, and I knew I was gonna cum soon. "Fuck me Jason," said dad. "Fuck me good, make me remember what I was missing." I then pounded on his hole, my pace was quick and brutal. I could feel my balls slap against this ass. He looked funny with his legs dangling in the air, shaking from the vibration of me fucking him. He then gripped his very hot dick and pumped as I picked up the pace. We were both gasping. The basement was filled with sounds of us gasping, the men on TV gasping, the squelching noise of my dick ramming his ass, and my dad saying every now and then, "Yeah Jason, fuck me, fuck me." Then my dad's dick exploded in a frenzy of hot white jism. I placed my mouth on his dick and tried to drink as much as I could. A lot of it ran out my mouth and down my chin. When he was cumming, his tight ass muscles contracted against my dick and forced me to cum in an explosion, I swear I saw stars. I unloaded jet after jet of hot come deep in his ass. I collapsed in a heap on my father's sweaty sticky chest, licked up his cum off his nipples, and then we kissed some more. The tape had long stopped, our tired penises long limp, we finally got up off the couch and went upstairs and took a shower together. When we had finished and were dressed, he told me, "What we did was wrong in the eyes of the law Jason. No one must ever find out." "Don't worry dad. I will keep it as out secret. On one condition though." "What is that?" "We must do this again. I loved it, I really did." "Of course Jason, we'll do it again. Someday you will find a boyfriend to do all these things with, but until then, you have me." "I love you dad, thanks for this." "Believe me son, it was my pleasure, you made me realize what I was missing. I now know I don't have to go outside the house to get fulfilled." When I woke the next morning, dad was next to me. We were both naked. Then I remembered he had fucked me again the night before. He woke up, kissed me and walked downstairs naked and made breakfast. From then until mom came home (which wasn't for four more days) we never went anywhere, we just hung around the house, in the nude, so that we could kiss, cuddle, give each other blowjobs or fuck each other when we wanted. By the time mom came home and we had cleaned up to hide evidence of our doings, my ass was so sore and tired. That night before he went to bed, dad came to tuck me in. he said that mom was thrilled to see me and him getting along so well. Just before he went to bad he kissed me deeply on my mouth and told me that we were going camping the next week. I could not wait. He said he had called and invited his best friend, and he winked, so I knew what he meant. Thank god school was out, it was going to be a long summer with my dad and his best friend, who he said was gonna hang out with us a lot. So that summer my fantasies had come true, dad and me had sex a lot, so did my dad and his best friend, so did them too. It was thrilling seeing two grown men fuck in front of my eyes. But dad's best friend brought a surprise for us all, his sixteen-year-old son, who loved to fuck like the rest of us. I hung out with him a lot, he was well hung, his dick was willing, my hole was ready. And now after these many years have past, my hole is still ready for my husband. We have been married for a while and I often tell him the story of my first time. Dad is now in his fifties, and I visit every so often, and every time I am there we lock the basement door, head on down on the couch and watch our video. Of course now we play loud music in the background so that mom won't know that dad was fucking me, and that I was fucking the shit out of him too. I just love home visits.