Cory Gets Laid With Connor 🏳️‍🌈 , a short story by Josh Terrence

bb/oral/anal/mast/

Author's note: This short story depicts sexual acts between males of various ages. If you are offended by sex between men, teenage boys, boys or between males of any age, why are you here? If you are not a legal adult or if this content is illegal in your locale, leave now.

This story is a work of pure fiction. The taboo acts depicted in this story are not condoned by the author, this is fantasy only. All Characters in this story are portrayed by actors 18 years of age or older. This disclaimer applies to all installments of this story, past and present.

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"You need to get your room straightened up, son!" dad reminded me from down the hall while I sat on the side of my bed and ran my fingertips through my hair, still waking up. In the pouch of my undies, my stiff boyhood was tenting while my bladder ached with the need to pee. It was way too early for me to have to wake up on a Sunday, but dad had put an ad out for a roommate and someone was coming over to look at the place.

Truth be told, we have too much house. It's a one story, 3650 square foot rancher that would be too big for a family of four, much less a dad and his son. When I lived with mom, we had a townhouse that was easy to keep clean. But she got transferred at work and had to move across the country. I had to decide whether to go with her, or move in with dad so I wouldn't have to change schools.

It wasn't easy saying goodbye to mom, but dad's great. Him and mom had a friendly divorce when I was 10 after he came out as gay. I'm gay too, but I hadn't come out to either one of them yet. I was just starting to realize that I liked boys when dad came out. Seeing how hurt mom was when he left made it hard for me to come out. So I never did -- at least not at home.

School is my safe space. I started my freshman year 3 months ago, and was out of the closet by the end of the first week. I felt liberated when I started high school and realized that other kids were free to be who they were. There were gay kids like me, lesbians, bi kids and even trans boys and girls. They were all so brave in my eyes, and I found myself longing to express myself, too.

Shortly after I came out at school, I downloaded grindr and started getting lucky. I've been putting things in my ass since I was 11, and I've wanted to try the real thing for years. The day I got on grindr I got tapped by a sophomore named Jerry and he let me suck his dick. Two days later, I got my 14 year old cherry popped by a cute wrestler named Ryan and loved it. So I went back the next day and saw him again, then I hurried to Jerry's house and bent over for him, too.

Now I put out anytime I can. Dad doesn't get home from work until 6pm, and sometimes later than that. So I have free reign of the house and can have boys over after school without getting caught. But I have to admit that I don't get laid as much as I want. I've earned a reputation at school as an easy lay, but I'm hoping that things get busier for me in the sack. With dad getting a roommate, though, I was a little worried that my afternoon romps would have to stop.

I went down the hall and went to the bathroom. My ass was horny and my morning boner was still there, so I impatiently dropped my jammie bottoms and sat on the toilet to pee while I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes. While I was sitting on the toilet, dad talked to me through the door.

"What do you want for breakfast, son?" he asked while my morning pee stream glanced off the inside of the bowl and coursed into the water.

"I'll just have cereal," I said, then I let go of a loud morning fart that echoed into the toilet bowl.

"I'll get a bowl down for you," he said. Then, in typical dad fashion, he added, "Light a match before you come out of there, son."

"I'm just peeing, dad," I retorted with a roll of my eyes, and he snickered before he went down the hall.

When I was finished peeing, I spent a little time admiring my bare bubble butt in the mirror. I took the time to spread my plump cheeks and take stock of my horny brown eye, noting that it was moist and winking, and wondered if I'd be able to get out of the house and get myself laid. While I was gazing at it in the mirror, I let my fingertip rub the outside, then I slid my middle finger up my butt and gave it a quick servicing.

My ass was on fire while I anally masturbated. I could feel the searing heat of anal pleasure spreading through my taint and into my balls, then along my 3 inch boy boner. With my digit working my spot, I shivered hard and felt my hole tense up while my dick started to move up and down on its own. Suddenly, my pleasure sweetened and a feeling of total release washed over me. My hole closed tight around my finger and juiced with a trio of powerful contractions, then relaxed as the satisfying sensation of anal ejaculation set in.

I pulled my finger out of my glowing, satisfied hole so I could suck it clean. I held it up to my face and took a deep whiff while I examined it closely. There was a thick sheen of my juices dribbling down my digit, as well as the space between my fingers and around my knuckles. As I drew in the naughty aroma of my poop chute, my 14 year old body shivered. I moaned with delight, then I lustily sucked my finger clean, making sure that I licked away every last trace of my ass juice.

Without washing my hands, I hiked my undies and my jammie bottoms, then I went to my room and made my bed. I looked around to make sure dad wasn't nearby when I pulled my covers back and my home made dildo came into view. It's just an old drumstick that I found in the back of the closet when I still lived with mom, but it does the trick. I wiped it down with my bed sheets, then I put it under my pillow next to my bottle of KY.

After I made my bed and straightened my room up, I went to the kitchen to eat breakfast. Dad had set a bowl out for me and poured me a glass of milk, so I sat at the breakfast nook and dined on a bowl of Apple Jacks. With the afterglow of my finger fuck still pouring off of my skin, I downed my milk, then dug into my cereal while dad milled around the house to make sure it was presentable.

I was standing at the kitchen counter trying to shovel down a bowl of cereal when dad walked in and said, "Is your bed made, buddy?"

With a mouthful of Apple Jacks and milk running down my chin, I nodded my answer while he gave me an approving smile. I was still chewing my mouthful of food when I asked him, "What time will they be here?"

"In about an hour," he told me, then he ripped a paper towel off the roll that was hanging over the countertop and handed it to me with a sarcastic smile. He took a seat on a stool and said, "If you're not comfortable with having someone move in, we don't have to do it, okay?"

"Thanks dad," I said with a shy smile. "I just don't want some homophobe coming to live with us."

Dad reached out and squeezed my paw with a loving smile, then he said, "That's really thoughtful of you, Cory. But you won't have to worry about that. I put the ad up on the classifieds at the LGBTQ life center."

I don't know why, but hearing that dad did that sent a little thrill through me. My mind immediately flashed with thoughts of dad having a hot roommate for me to ogle. Maybe he'd be shirtless, or maybe he'd walk around naked! Dad's thumb wiping the sleep out of my eyes snapped me back into the moment.

"What's his name?" I asked, trying to rebound before dad started to pickup on my arousal.

"His name's Ted," dad told me. "There's another thing, though, and I want to make sure you're okay with it."

"What is it, dad?" I asked him with a little concern in my voice.

"He's got a son that's a little older than you," he shared. "He goes to your school."

"Oh," I said, feeling my stomach drop a little because I didn't want my safe space at school to be intruded upon. "What's his name?"

"I'm not sure, buddy," dad said, and I think he could pick up on my uneasiness because he gave me a concerned look. His face softened and he reminded me, "If you're not comfortable, we don't have to go through with it, okay?"

"Okay," I said in a small voice, then he reached out and mussed my hair before he got up from the stool and went down the hall to his room.

After breakfast I loaded the dishwasher, then I went to my room to change into some sweats and a clean shirt. I fixed my hair so it would look cute, then I heard the sound of a car pulling into the driveway. I felt a little anxious as I walked down the hall to join dad in the front room, and instinctively wrapped my arms around his waist for some affection while I waited for them to get out.

Dad opened the front door and I watched from my spot under his protective embrace as two car doors opened and they got out.

I was taken aback when a cute guy I'd already put out for got out of the passenger side. His name was Conner, and he was an 11^th grader that I'd hooked up with, both at school and at his house.

We had our first encounter in the locker room during lunch period. His dick was really big, so I went with him to the shower stall and gave him a quick hand job. When he was about to cum, I dropped to my knees and took his load on my grinning face, then I scraped it from my cheeks and slurped it up while he smiled down at me.

That same day, he drove me to his house after school and we fucked in his bedroom while his dad was at work. Before he studded me in his bed, he ate my ass and it made me moan like a little girl. When it was time for the main event, he put me on my hands and knees and treated me to a quick but satisfying lay that ended when he pumped a hot load into my ass. I felt like I was floating on a rainbow colored cloud when I walked home from his house, feeling my ass throb and wink while warm cum dripped into the seat of my underwear.

As soon as I saw him step out of the car, a powerful shiver ran through me and I tightened my grip around dad's waist. I felt him rub my back, encouraging me to let go, then I watched as Connor and his hunk of a dad walked up the pathway to our front door.

We made eye contact and I bit my lower lip, then we made small talk while the men walked around the house. I could feel the itch of anal desire spreading all over my 5 foot frame, making me burn with need as I remembered how it felt to take Connor's trophy. I knew he wanted it, too. Because as we sat on the love seat and talked about school related crap, he had a massive bulge in his pants that only made me shiver harder.

While dad and Ted were preparing to go to the backyard, I decided that I just had to make a pass at Connor. So instead of going outside with them, I asked him, "Want to see my room?"

That was all it took. The sliding glass door closed and our dads were walking through the sprawling backyard. Dad's fruit trees, his three sheds, the detached garage, the speedboat and the motorhome would be enough to keep them occupied while I scored a load from my stud.

We hurried down the hall and I couldn't get out of my pants fast enough.

I turned to face away from him and practically ripped my sweat pants and undies down, then I spread my feet and felt his tongue burrow into my hole. I immediately started to pant and moan, feeling my toes curl as a powerful wave of pleasure washed over me. I placed my hands against the wall and ground my hips around, sending him the signal that I was loving the rimjob he was treating me to.

When he withdrew his tongue, my eyes were barely half open and I had a blissful smile on my face. He stood up behind me and I quickly turned to face him so I could unzip his pants and take his dick out. When it sprang free, I stroked it with a lust filled smile while he leaned in and planted a tongue filled kiss on my mouth. I could feel his dick sizzle in my hand, throbbing with authority while precum oozed from the end and trickled between my fingers.

The lust in my ass was too powerful to deny, so I stepped out of my sweats, leaving them puddled in the floor beneath me. Next, I tried to kick my tighty whities off but they were trapped around my left sneaker, so I gave up and brought them with me as he eased me down to the bed.

"Do you have lube?" he asked me when we broke our kiss. I nodded and reached under my pillow, where I kept my bottle of KY. I handed it to him with a frantic sense of need, knowing that our dads were still walking the property but that at some point, they'd be back inside. We were both so horny that I figured it wouldn't take him long to finish. So as soon as he lubed me up, I wrapped my legs around his waist and he entered me.

As soon as I felt his pubic bush smashing into my crevice and taint, I moaned with satisfaction and put my hands on his hips to encourage him to thrust. I needed this fuck more than anything else at that moment, and I could see the fire in his eyes that sent the message that he needed it, too. When his hips started to move in slow, sensual motions, a whirlwind of pleasure set in and I got swept up in its power.

His thrusts felt like heaven as I took each one. My moans were melodic and it felt like I was wrapped in a cocoon of warmth and magic as they were fed into my rear end. I could feel my body starting to shudder with uncontrollable spasms that started in my boy pussy and spread out, making my legs shake and my fingers tremble.

While I was being consumed by my ultimate pleasure, I looked over at the bedroom door, where dad was standing with a stunned look on his face. I realized that Connor hadn't seen him, and in an effort to sustain my deep buttfucking without disruption, I pulled his head down and engaged him in a deep French kiss that only added to the sinful pleasure that was roaring through my system.

With my legs rocking back and forth and my moans pouring into Connor's mouth, I laid there and took it while dad watched. I was in the grip of a powerful climax, feeling my boy pussy tighten and pulse around my lover's pleasure stick. With every thrust I took, my anal glands expressed themselves with force, over and over again. My feet were curling hard and my tighty whities were trapped on my pinky toe while my legs trembled against my lover's strong shoulders.

Dad had walked away at some point but I didn't notice it at first. I looked to the door and noticed he was gone just as my rear end service wrapped up. Connor fed me a final flurry of cock strokes, then he buried his teen rod up my ass and bred me. His tongue was still dancing with mine while his cock jerked and throbbed in my ass, unloading its seed while I reveled in the moment.

Finally, we broke our kiss and he pulled out. He looked over at the opened door and gasped, then he gave me a mischievous look and said, "Holy crap, we didn't even think to close the door."

We heard the voices of our dads in the backyard and I realized that dad had rejoined Ted to avoid him busting us in the act. Connor rolled out of the bed and I sat up to hang my feet off the end so I could suck him clean. Finally, we got dressed and I gave my stud a final kiss on the lips before we headed down the hallway to sit in the front room.

Moments later, dad and Ted came inside and sat down at the dining room table to discuss splitting the bills down the middle. While the men were talking, I was looking over at the table and studying dad's expression. When Connor playfully nudged me with his foot, I gave him a sweet smile and played footsies with him until the men wrapped up.

When Connor and his dad left, dad took a seat on the couch so I sat at the opposite end and curled my legs up under me. He gave me a long, contemplative look while I tried to read his face. Finally, he let go of a sigh and broke the silence.

"I guess this means we have a few things to talk about," dad said while I studied his expression.

"I'm gay, dad," I told him in a small voice, and he smiled warmly and nodded.

"How long have you known, son?" he asked, and I shrugged.

"Probably since before you and mom got a divorce," I said, and I saw a guilty look cross his face.

"I'm sorry if I made you feel like you couldn't come out, Cory," he said while I swallowed hard.

"You didn't make me feel that way," I assured him. "I just wasn't ready to come out yet."

Once again, he gave me a warm smile, then he said, "Do you have any questions?"

"About sex?" I asked, and he nodded. "Not really. I've been going all the way for a couple months. I'm a bottom."

"I saw that," he said, his tone even. "Have you been using the right kind of lube?"

"I have KY in my room, but I wanted to try something else," I said.

"If you want dad to get you a bottle of anal lube, I will," he offered, and I smiled at him. "KY's good for jacking off, but not that good for anal."

"Thanks," I said in a small voice. Then with a shy smile I told him, "I don't have to jack off."

"Oh no?" he asked with an amused smile. When I shook my head no, he asked, "How do you cum, buddy?"

"With my butt," I almost whispered. "My dick never makes cum."

"It sounds like you've been having anal orgasms," he observed, making me blush while I nodded in the affirmative. "That's really special, son."

"I think so too," I cooed, and he gave me a proud smile.

"So I take it you'd like to have Ted and Connor move in," dad said, and I nodded sheepishly.

"Yeah," I said with a shy smile. "I really like Connor."

"I see that, buddy," he said. "It didn't take you very long to put the moves on him, did it?"

I blushed and shook my head no, then I said, "He goes to my school and I wanted to mess around with him."

"You must have been in the mood," dad commented with an amused smile. "We were only gone for about 5 minutes before I came back inside, son."

I gave him a sheepish smile and admitted, "I didn't think he'd last that long. He's really good."

With that dad used his finger to motion me over to him. I crawled across the couch to sit next to him, and he wrapped me up in a hug.

"Dad?" I said remorsefully.

"What, buddy?" he answered softly.

"I'm sorry I forgot to close the door," I said, then he kissed me on the head. "And I'm sorry I didn't stop when you saw us."

"It's okay, baby boy," he assured me. "You were enjoying yourself, weren't you?"

"Yeah," I said, resting my head on his shoulder. "If they move in, will you let Connor sleep in my room?"

"If that's what you both want," he said.

"I'll probably still hookup with other guys, too," I admitted. "But I'd like it if Connor spent the night in my room. His dick is really big."

"You want to hear a secret?" dad asked, and I nodded on his shoulder.

"Ted has a really nice dick, too," he told me, and I lifted my head from his shoulder and gave him a big grin. "I think I'll enjoy having him here, buddy."

"When will they move in?" I asked, resting my head back down on his shoulder.

"If they decide to move in, probably at the end of the month," dad told me.

"Well if you want, I can invite Connor over everyday after school," I offered, feeling my pleasured rear end stir with the possibility of being stroked out everyday by my stud. "Maybe if he gets lucky everyday, he'll tell his dad he wants to move in."

"Oh yeah?" dad said with a hint of amusement in his voice while he stroked my hair. "I get the feeling that you'd enjoy seeing him everyday."

I nodded my confession, then dad kissed me on the cheek.

"I'm glad I came out to you, dad," I told him.

"I'm happy too, sweetheart," he said. "I love you."

"I love you too," I sighed, letting him hold me as the promise of being out to dad filled my heart.

🏳️‍🌈 The End. 🏳️‍🌈

Coming soon to this section of the archive- It's A Family Affair when Seth discovers that he's got more in common with mom and dad than he thinks.

In the Adult-Youth section of the archive, Nicholas didn't listen when his parents warned him never to accept a ride from a stranger. What happens when he slips into his slutty cutoffs and sticks his thumb out? Find out right now in Riding with Strangers. 🏳️‍🌈

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