Date: Wed, 15 Apr 2020 12:38:26 +0000 (UTC) From: T. J. Subject: Whored out by Dad - Part 1 If you're not looking for sex -- including rough sexual use -- between guys (over age of consent), then look elsewhere. Nifty costs money to run, it needs your donations if it's going to keep going. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Feedback more the welcome -- let me know if you want some more to this story. tj_on_nifty@yahoo.com This work is copyright by the author and commercial use is prohibited without permission. Personal or private copies are permitted only if complete including the copyright notice. T.J. Incest -- Authoritarian. --------------------------------------- The weekend starts here. School was done for the week, I'd managed to arrange shifts at my after-school job so I didn't have any work over the weekend, Mum and Dad were away for a few days to rekindle their relationship. Tomorrow I was meeting with some friends, but this evening was all about me and my cock. I got the browser up on the big television and found a few of my favourite pornos - all of them had a young slim guy getting banged by a group of older men. A couple of minutes in, I was naked slowly stroking a hard 7 inches of meat. Then I heard a car outside - fuck - they were back. I quickly managed to grab my shorts and turn the film off, just managing it before Mum walked in. Her mobile was glued to her cheek, she was talking in a tone of voice I recognised as work. To be honest, I could have stayed there wanking off to porn and she wouldn't have noticed - once she was in work mode, nothing intruded...that's why she and Dad had gone away. Dad followed a few moments after, carrying their bags - his face didn't hide his disappointment. Mum's obsession with work was pulling them apart, and now as they tried to put things back on track, clearly work invaded. "Hey Josh." "Hey Dad - that was quick." "Problem with the Milan office - your mother's going to have to fly out there for a few days." "Looks like you get me for company then." "Yeah, I guess so." He looked knocked sideways, he was looking forward to this trip so much...but now it had fallen through into nothing. As soon as he had gone upstairs with their bags, I went to my room and put on some tight underwear to try and hide my hard-on. About half an hour later, Mum left for the airport; didn't even bother to say goodbye, just waved to Dad and me whilst still talking on her mobile. I felt so sorry for Dad, but he just wandered off to their bedroom. After all of that, I wasn't in the mood to wank off, and so watched some crap on T.V. before going off to bed myself. The day next was good fun with friends, I was still worried about Dad, but they were great at lifting my mood whenever I was down. I got back in, Dad was in the kitchen - he was a fantastic cook, and so that was a good sign. He'd made supper for us both, as we ate conversation was a bit strained - no doubt he was still thinking about the weekend that should have been. I suggested we watch a film together, Dad quickly agreed - he picked, to be honest I was never into World War 2 dramas, but he loved them and I wanted to do what I could to help him. Part way through we took a quick break to get fresh drinks. I was about to turn the film back on when Dad spoke to me. "Sorry Josh, I think there's something I need to talk to you about." "Sure Dad - what's up." "It's difficult...not quite sure how to put it." He paused. "So, it's not that I'm spying or anything, but I'm just concerned about your welfare...I couldn't sleep last night, and so came down to watch some T.V., when I turned it you were still logged in and the last thing you were watching was there." Oh fuck - he'd seen I was watching porn. "Look, you're an 18 year-old guy, I know what that's like...the porn doesn't bother me at all. I guess that you're gay, sorry to spoil any coming out you had planned; that's all cool with me...but the thing I couldn't noticing was that the whole playlist you had set up was all the same sort of thing. If that's what gets you going, whatever...but I just don't want you to put yourself in a situation where you could get hurt." I looked a bit puzzled. "Sorry, I'm not putting it clearly. The films all seemed to have a younger guy being taken over by a group of older bigger guys. This isn't a moral judgment, the only thing I'm thinking - this is as your Dad - is that if you're watching films like that, are you going to try that out...perhaps you already have done...you could easily be trying it out with the wrong guys. It would be easy to get in over your head - that's all I'm worried about." "Well, I guess it's ever easy for a Dad to find his son's porn choices...so, yes, I guess that is what makes me horny. I promise I've never done anything like that - in fact, I've only played around with a guy a couple of times. Sorry if that's too much." I blushed as I realised what I'd just said. "Not too much at all - you can be totally honest with me. If you're having sex, as long as you get to choose what you want, that's fine with me. Like I said, I'm just concerned about you being in a vulnerable position." "Yeah - I guess that's one reason I haven't done anything more hard-core. Being totally open and honest, I am tempted...but I would need to have somebody there I could trust to make sure things were safe." "I'm so glad to hear that Josh. I know you're legally an adult, but you're still my little son that I want to care for." I went over a hugged him, as his arms wrapped round me they felt strong and safe. For some reason I decided to stay there as we watched the rest of the film. Dad was so much more relaxed now he'd got that off his chest, it felt so good just to be close to him. The next couple of days were great. We spent Sunday together in the garden, Dad could make anything grow anywhere - I was trying to learn from him, but was nowhere near as good, mostly I just followed his directions. The evening was similar, Dad cooked (while I tried to help), then we watched a film. This time I started off in his arms. Monday I had school, but I arrived home to wonderful smells coming from the kitchen. Dad hadn't had work - he was booked off due to his cancelled trip with Mum. Conversation became odd as we ate though...Dad seemed terribly distracted the whole time. "Is everything ok Dad?" I assumed he was thinking about Mum. "Yeah - well, sorry to go on about this, but I've been thinking. Do you really want to try out that stuff in the films?" It took me a moment to realise what he was talking about...then I remember the porn. "I guess so - I mean, it's hot to watch, but does the reality live up to that? I guess part of the attraction is not knowing. I mean, if I tried it I might find out that I hate it really...but yeah, when I watch stuff like that it makes me want to try. Like you said, there needs to be somebody you can trust there...just to make sure things don't get out of hand. But I don't have anyone like that really." "Yes - that's what I was thinking." He stopped, clearly he was thinking about something. "I know it's a very weird thing to think about, but I've always done what I can to look after you. The worst thing I can think of is you doing that sort of thing with some guys who can't be trusted. I guess you've only really done stuff with guys your age." "Yeah - there's a guy at school. I mean he's hot and all, he's good at sex too, but I guess it's older guys that really turn me on." I realised what I just said. "Sorry Dad - too much." "Don't worry Josh. I mean, it's not what I expected to chat about, but thinking about some of the stuff I've had to do for you over the years..." He took a deep breath. "Is there anybody you trust more than your old Dad?" "No way - you've always been there for me, I know I can trust you totally Dad." I suddenly realised what he was saying. "You don't mean?" "To be honest, I'm not sure...but ultimately if the choice is you trying something like that out with somebody who can't really be trusted, or with me there to keep an eye on things...it wouldn't be easy, but I couldn't forgive myself if you got hurt and I hadn't tried to keep you safe." Well that sure as hell wasn't something I was expecting. I didn't know what to say, and Dad quickly changed the subject. The next day at school I could barely concentrate though. Dad had gone out with a few friends for some drinks so I was alone - no surprises, I got some porn up and started to jack off. As I got hornier and hornier watching the film, I couldn't help but think that I did look pretty like the sub guy getting used. I suddenly thought that if an older guy - any older guy - offered to whore me out to his friends I'd jump at the chance. I shot a massive load thinking about it - thinking of all of those hard cocks ramming deep inside me. I'd been fucked once before, it was good...but it was the first time for both of us, and somehow I knew there was more to it that that. The next few days were just like an itch getting worse, I was more and more desperate to scratch it...but I didn't know any suitable top...unless Dad was serious about his offer. It was mad as hell, but he was right that there was nobody I could trust. On Saturday morning I was up before him. I was nothing like as good a cook as he was, but I knew how to make a proper breakfast. By the time Dad came down I had coffee ready, and some French toast was on the way. Soon we were both tucking in. Once we were finished Dad started putting the plates into the dishwasher, I noticed a raised eye-brow at the number of dishes I'd used to cook - he was a very tidy cook, but I couldn't claim that in the slightest. Still he didn't complain. "Dad." "Yes Josh." "I've been thinking...about stuff...you know...what we were talking about." "Oh - right." He stopped clearing up and turned to face me. "So, I mean, I think it would be mad, weird, as anything...but I'm afraid I can't shake the idea. It's like that itch you just have to scratch - you know what I mean?" "Sure do." "I mean, I don't even know if I'd like it in reality...but I can't help knowing what I've seen, and how it makes me feel." "That makes total sense to me." "But like you said - there needs to be somebody trustworthy there." "Damn straight there does. Could easily get out of hand." "So...you did...sort of offer to help." "Yes I did - is this you asking to take up my offer?" "I guess so. I mean, I'm not sure quite how I feel - but what I do know is that I trust you totally, and trust is what's important here." "Ok - well I don't quite know what to say. I'm glad you trust me enough...but I think it's important you know what you want out of it. I mean, this isn't something that there for me. What I need you to do is think about what you actually want and then tell me and I'll see what I can do. Tell you what, I'm going for a shower - you think about it, you'll have to be as open as possible, when I come down tell me. It might help to write it down - just think what you like about those films." He went up to his room and soon I heard the shower start up. I grabbed some paper and thought through things. When Dad came back down he saw the writing. "Guess you haven't changed your mind." "No - sorry Dad, but think that this is the only way." I held out the piece of paper for him to read. "No - you have to tell me. Let's be blunt, if this happens, you're going to be naked having sex in front of me. If you can't cope telling me what you're after, how will you cope actually doing it with me there in the room?" I had to admit he was right. He sat down opposite me. My hands shook as I started to tell him. "So, I guess at the heart of it I love the idea of power play, I'm definitely into older guys and part of that is their strength - it's the whole Dominant and submissive thing. It's more about me giving up control than anything else. I think that the ideal for me, is there's a guy who is in control of me - I guess that's you, normally that would be something sexual, but obviously not in this case. So then, as part of the way that the Dom shows his dominance is by choosing who I have sex with - it's not so much what happens, but that he chooses. I mean obviously I'd be the bottom - that's the guy whose arse gets fucked (sorry to be so blunt Dad). There's something so powerful about it not just being another guy, but that the Dom gets a bunch of guys - really pushes me to my limits. I don't get to pick them, I can't say `no' to any of them...even better, I don't even know who they are. I love it when the sub guy gets blindfolded before guys get to fuck him." I paused and looked up, more than half expecting Dad to turn on me. "So it's really about control - that you have all choices taken away from you. Not that you're looking for particular types of sex - except for guys (and it does sound like you mean more than one) fucking you." I could barely believe that words like that were coming out of Dad's mouth. "Yeah - I guess that's it." "Ok - so - I mean, I've never had gay sex at all, so I'll be honest, I'm not totally sure about all of the mechanics, but I've read a few web-sites over the past few days and I think I know what needs to happen. I certainly need to get a profile ready where I can advertise you, so I'm going to need some photos." He grabbed his mobile and started to direct me in a few poses. "Right - now we need to show a bit more flesh - down to your underwear." I blushed as I took off the hoodie and trackie-bottoms I was wearing. A few more poses, getting more and more risqué...definitely not the sort of thing that Dad would normally see. "Ok Josh - now for the full monty." I slowly pushed my boxers off - there I was naked in front of my own Dad. He carefully took pictures of every possible view - getting plenty of of my arse, my slim build. I noticed that my cock was starting to get hard, I hoped that Dad wouldn't notice...but then given that he was taking sexy pictures of me he couldn't really miss it. "Good - get yourself fully hard." So he hadn't missed it, I pumped it a few times...like every horny 18 year-old, soon it was hard as a rock." Eventually Dad was satisfied that he had enough. He sat on the sofa and got my to sit next to him. He flicked through them. There were shots from every angle - plenty of my arse, balls, cock, chest. "Well you sure do make me proud Josh. Any woman, or indeed any self-respecting gay man, should be after you like a shot." With all due humility, he was right. I knew I wasn't ugly. I had a slim build, was just shy of 6 feet tall, smooth chest but with a small patch of pubes just above my cock, this showed off my abs which I was proud of - I'd been working hard on them. My chest showed some definition too and my arms - I wasn't the spindly thin guy any more. I hadn't really seen my arse before, I knew it was smooth but I could see it was tight and pert now; my balls were a decent size with a light dusting of hair on them. My cock stood proud at 7 inches, no hair on the cock itself, uncut with a loose skin; moderately thick. With that, Dad wandered off with his mobile in hand, and at least 40 pretty compromising pictures of me. I sure did have to trust him now. That evening our regular ritual of eating together and watching a film was about to begin. Dad had been out all day, and so we got a take-away; we'd ordered and were waiting for it to arrive sitting on the sofa, I was flicking through the films available as it was my turn to choose when Dad started to talk. "I was really impressed earlier with you - you were clearly nervous about getting naked, but you did it anyway. But I think that you need to get more used to it, in fact I think that as it's just the two of us here, you should be naked when you're at home unless there's somebody else here." I couldn't believe what I was hearing. "You should start now." He continued. Did he really expect me to strip off...he just looked at me. I guess he did. I slowly complied, then I thought I was being silly - he'd not only seen me naked earlier, he seen me get hard...I slipped out of the clothes and soon was sitting on the sofa naked. Dad wandered off to get a couple of beers from the fridge, seemingly not even noticing that I was naked. "Have you chosen yet?" He wandered back in, carrying a small shopping bag - I assumed there were some snacks or similar in there - he passed the bag to me. "That's for you." I opened the bag, inside was a box - this was definitely not some snacks. I grabbed the box - it was something I'd only seen on a couple of a pornos I'd watched, never in person. It was a cock-cage. "I've been reading a few things, and if this is going to be authentic I do need to take control. So that means you're on a complete cum-ban." "What the fuck Dad?" "How often do you usually wank off?" "Every day - most of the time twice, first thing and then before I go to sleep. Sometimes more often, if I have a long porn session I can easily wank three or four times in a night." "Well not any longer." He paused. "When did you last wank?" "This morning." "Well you get a choice - if you answer the door to the food delivery dressed like that, then you get to wank off one more time; if you answer the door dressed like that and hard, then twice; if I answer the door, no more wanking at all. You don't need to decide now - but when the door bell goes, I'll see what you do." This just the thoughts swimming in my head, I didn't know what to do...soon the doorbell went. I noticed that my cock was semi-hard as it was. I couldn't believe that I was doing this, I went to the door stroking myself. Dad didn't even seem to look up as I walked back in with the food, and bright red cheeks, and a rock hard cock. We sat down and started to watch the film. Once we had eaten, forgetting that I was naked now, I took up my now usual position leaning against Dad's chest, he rested his arm around me. We had started late, and so once the film was finished I was ready to go to bed; but Dad remembered that there was unfinished business. "Well there's no way I'm going to keep an eye on you over night, so I guess you need to get your two loads out quickly." "You mean?" "Yes - you earned the right to cum twice before the cage goes on." I paused. "Look Josh, you're going to have to get chilled about sexual stuff with me. I've seen a guy wank off before, I had a room-mate at university. Turn a porno on if it helps." There was a look in his eyes which was deadly serious. I guess I had given him control over my sexuality. I grabbed my cock and started pumping. Dad didn't seem to pay much attention, he gathered together the containers from the take-away and took them through to the kitchen. Once he was out of the room I turned on some porn - doing that while he was there watching was a bit too much. My first load was very quick in coming. I relaxed for a while, but them remembered that I had to shoot before bed - I didn't want to lose a wank that I earned from such embarrassment. The film certainly helped - there was a sub guy getting ploughed at both ends; three hot Doms using him. Dad walked back in just as one of them shot his load straight into the sub's mouth - while there was a guy pounding at his arse. My own load followed moments after. "Well that's that for a while. Better clean your cock off before that goes on." Soon I had come back, with a clean cock and Dad supervised as the cage went on. Once I was inside, he inspected it - lifting my cock and balls to make sure it was secure. "Well Josh, I've got the key - once we'd had the session you're after, I'll give it to you. That's when the rules about nakedness stop too." With that we both went to bed. Even though I'd just shot two loads, I was still horny as hell. I didn't sleep very well, I kept waking as my cock tried to get hard, and then fought against the cage which now locked it away. The next morning I was slightly disorientated, I was surprised to find myself naked as I usually sleep in boxers - but then I remember the rules. Over the next couple of days Dad's plan clearly worked. I got more and more relaxed around him; he made a point of talking about sexual things so we were both used to it. This also reminded me that I'd crossed a bridge with Dad; we wouldn't be able to go back to a time when he didn't know anything about my sexuality. We kept up our practice of watching a film together most nights, and I got used to cuddling up to him naked with his arm around me. One evening it was my turn to pick the film and I was thinking about what I was in the mood for, while also finishing some school-work off. Dad walked into my room, he'd started doing that - no privacy for an owned sub, he'd say. "Tonight's the night." I looked up puzzled at first, then my heart skipped a beat as I realised what he meant. "You've got half an hour to get ready, meet me downstairs wearing a hoodie, trackies, and trainers - nothing else." I stared into space for a couple of minutes after he left - was this really about to happen. I took a shower to make sure I was clean and ready; then followed his orders and grabbed a hoodie pair of trackies. He was sitting on the sofa as I came down. "This is your last chance to pull-out...but I know you're not going to take it. I'm going to blindfold you, from the moment that goes on I'm no longer Dad I'm Sir. Now kneel in front of me." This was all getting very real, but I found myself sinking to my knees. The promised blindfold was on in a second or two. Dad, or rather, Sir, guided me out of the house to his car, then drove off. I lost all sense of direction and time, so when we stopped I hadn't the faintest notion where we were. Sir guided me out of the car and through a door of some kind. Once we were inside I was ordered to strip and then a leather collar was attached round my neck. We didn't have long to wait, clearly Sir had organised times. All I knew was that there was a knock at the door, followed by a quiet conversation between Sir and whoever had just arrived. The next thing I knew was that there was a cock in my mouth. I slobbered over it, hands held my head and the cock started to fuck my throat; at the same time a finger pressed against my hole, probing inside my arse. The cock then left my mouth, and I guess pushed at my arse. I felt like I was being ripped in half, soon after a new cock arrived in my mouth. Then I started to get it - I wasn't here to enjoy this, I was the sub and they were getting to enjoy me. That made me try to get hard, though I was still locked away. The cocks changed again, I knew that they swapped ends as the new cock in my mouth tasted of cum and arse - he'd clearly shot his load up my arse and now I was cleaning it off. This continued for an eternity - it all blurred into one - there always seemed to be a cock ramming at my mouth, often one which tasted of my arse having fucked me before coming back for more oral; there was also always a cock filling my hole, pounding me deep. I could tell there was a variety of cocks, but had no idea how many. Eventually there was silence in the room and I heard Sir's voice telling my get dressed again, passing my clothes to me. Then the reverse of the journey there was repeated; I was guided to the car and we drove home. Once we were inside, Sir removed the blindfold, and the collar. "Well you really took that like a man - hope that it answered whatever your questions were." Then he passed me the key to the cock cage. Sir was gone and Dad was back. I went up to my room, released my cock and wanked off three times with pause. I was so turned on by the whole even. The next morning I was about to go downstairs naked, when I remembered that things were over. I grabbed a pair of shorts. Dad was there, but he seemed reluctant to talk, especially about what had happened yesterday. That night I woke up early in the morning, I was horny as hell and decided to slip downstairs and watch some porn. I paused outside Dad's room - there was silence, he was safely asleep. I turned on the T.V., then noticed that Dad was still logged on, and it had some films saved on his cloud, the first was called `trying out a group' I decided to watch it. The film began with a blindfolded sub stripped off the trackies and hoodie he was wearing, then a gentle knock at the door could be heard. Somebody went to open the door - that's when I recognised Dad, this was a film of last night. I recognised myself now as the naked blindfolded sub. The first guy came in, about 50, definite `dad' type. Good thick cock which he quickly rammed down my throat, before fucking me. Then the second guy arrived, by now number one had shot in my arse and I cleaned his cock off. As I watched, I stroked my cock getting hotter and hotter watching various guys come in and help themselves to my mouth and arse as Dad watched over proceedings. Finally Dad showed the last guy out of the room, then the last thing I was expecting happened. We were left alone, Dad looked at my kneeling in the middle of the floor, naked except for a cage on my cock and a collar round my neck. Then I saw he was stroking a hard cock. The cock soon came out of his trousers, and he walked over and presented it to my mouth. After a quick but rough face-fucking his attention moved to my arse. I couldn't believe it - my straight Dad was now fucking me. I kept wanking and shot my load just as he did deep inside me on the film. For a while I just sat there staring - after letting those guys fuck me, like I wanted, Dad himself fucked me without letting me even know. I heard a noise behind me and turned round. Dad was standing there. "Dad?" "Josh - I'm so sorry for that, I can explain...well actually I'm not sure I can, I just don't know what happened. Those guys were fucking you, just like you wanted. It was so erotic, the whole thing, it just got me horny - I wasn't expecting that at all. When they were gone something just came over me. I'm so sorry. I filmed it, that was going to be a surprise present to you - a reminder of the night, but obviously I couldn't pass it on to you..." I just ran away to my room. I lay on bed, I couldn't sleep every time I closed my eyes I could see Dad pause, then get his cock out and feed it to me, then fuck me hard and rough and raw. I realised that I was getting hard again. As I stroked my cock my mind kept that image of Dad. He was a real man, though he didn't strip off, I knew he had a hairy chest with at least decent muscles; he had more than a decent cock, it was about nine inches and good and thick. The next morning I went downstairs naked again - this time totally deliberately. Dad was there, looking very sheepish; then when he saw I was naked looking puzzled. "Josh?" "Hey Dad." "What's up?" "I've been thinking. It looks from that video that you enjoyed it; I sure as hell know that I did." "What do you mean Josh?" "I mean I want more - I want you to make me your sub, Dad." I went and knelt in front of him, and started to work his cock through his shorts with my mouth - he tried to push me away, but his heart wasn't in it and a little perseverance from me paid off. Soon his cock was out and I was working it with my mouth. But then he did push me off. "Look Josh - we can't just do this?" "Why not? We both want it, that's obvious." "Look if this goes any further we need to be clear where it's going." "I said Dad, I want to be your sub." "You want me to fuck you, to own you, to let others fuck you again?" "Absolutely Dad." I looked up at him, I could tell from his eyes that he was totally conflicted...then something changed and I knew I'd won. He stood up and walked off to his bedroom, but as he did so he clicked his finger and indicated that I should follow him. He sat on a chair in his room and pointed at the floor, I knelt in front of him. "So these are the terms - if you're my sub, you're cage full-time, I and only I get to decide who has sex with you, I and only I decide if you're ever allowed to cum again. Except when your mother or brother are here, you're naked all of the time at home. I can fuck you any time. Is that what you want?" I could feel tears welling up in my eyes as I said "Yes Sir." Then Dad pulled off his shorts and t-shirt and stood there towering over me as I knelt. I gazed up and drank in the view of my Dad, my Dom; he was a real man, I'd never looked at him sexually before, but now it all made sense. He was six foot two, and pure beef; a hairy chest didn't hide the well defined pecs; his abs weren't so well defined, but it was still a hard flat stomach, below that his cock stood straight out in front of him, all nine inches of it. His balls were large and heavy, a good masculine patch of pubes around them. He pulled me to my feet, our eyes locked, then he put a hand behind my head and pulled me in for a kiss. It was electric, our tongues met and both of our cocks twitched as they did. After a while he broke the kiss, pushed me onto the bed and started to fuck me. This time I knew whose cock it was. He was rough and merciless as he fucked. This wasn't going to be a gentle time - but with each thrust of his cock deep inside me, I knew more and more certainly that it was right. Soon his cock exploded and flooded my arse with the same seed that made me. He collapsed on top of me, as his cock softened it fell out of my arse, and like a good subboi I gently cleaned it off with my mouth - then I lay there with his arms around me, feeling safe and controlled.