I Own My Dad's Fucking Dick

This story contains adult consensual sex between father and son.

It's dedicated to a special person a who helped me write it and whose real life experiences shaped it. Thank you!

Any comment or suggestion is really appreciated, either here or on my profile. Thank you for reading and commenting.

P. S. Hope you cream your underwear as I did while writing and as my friend did when reading!

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My name is Bob and as far as I remember I always been attracted to men. I have been with women but being with men is different, I feel them closer to me, it's more visceral.

My first big attraction was my dad, Adam, with his handsome looks, salt and pepper hair and what mostly had me drooling: his beautiful strong hairy chest. Even now, thinking about my dad and his hot body makes me cream my boxers.

Dad had a very liberal but firm character: he knew what he wanted and he used to get it. The same was about his sex drive: he was always in search of gratification. And it's possibly one of the characteristics I inherited from him.

The big age gap between me and my parents and the lifestyle they had, made me grow more determined and open than other kids and that meant expressing my sexual desire early.

I clearly remember I must have been just 18 by then when I had enjoyed my first cock in my mouth. It was my closest friend's and it all started because of the heat of that season. My buddy and I were fooling around in the clubhouse I had in the garden. I was really hot so I suggested him to remove our t-shirts. By then I remember I had chest hair, not as thick as my dad's but it made and impression on my friend who didn't have much.

He started teasing me and pinching my nipples and saying how I reminded him of his cat. So to respond I was pinching his nipples too. But I didn't know that it was very sensitive area and that made him aroused.

To tease him further I called him 'boy' and I asked him if he had any pubes. To that he lowered his shorts and he showed me his hairy dick. He had a good size dick, not big but with a good round head and good size balls.

Suddenly he asked if I wanted to touch it. I said I did but he said to do that I had to show him my dick first. So I unzipped my trousers and pulled out my hard-on. This surprised him because my cock was bigger than his and was already leaking precum. He touched my cock and rubbed the head of my dick with his thumb so I did the same to his. We were really hard.

Then, out of the blue, he asked me if I ever tried to suck a dick or tried to suck my own dick. I said no but to that he then licked my precum from his fingers. I copied what he did and I really liked it.

I said to him that we should try to see how it tastes straight from our dicks. And it was then that we started sucking each other.

This lasted a long while in the clubhouse and those experiences made me realise how much I would have enjoyed trying someone else's dick or do something more. When I had those thoughts my mind was always going to my dad.

One summer mum had changed her work shift so she used to go to work early and finish mid afternoon. That meant dad and I spent most of the time alone.

Dad used to walk around in just his boxers that showed everything underneath: a big mushroom head and two handsome low hanging big balls that sometimes popped out from the leg of his underwear. I had to stop myself staring at the shape of his dick several times. I didn't want him to know that I liked men.

That summer we became much closer and at times he also used to take me to drink with him making them our times together.

At the pub I noticed how women were attracted to him and sometimes after the first drink with me he disappeared at the back with a different woman all the time. He confided me that sex with mum had pretty much stopped when I was born and that he was a womaniser because his sexual desires needed to be attended.

In my mind, I knew that the only way to satisfy dad and his sexual desires was me taking care of his big fucking package bulging from his trousers. But dad was straight as a post so there was no chance for me. Or so I thought.

I remember how one time he left me drinking my beer and talking to Roger, a farmer friend of his. I thought that dad was with one of those easy women he quickly shagged. After a while I said to Roger, that I need to piss and I directed myself to the gents.

The cubicle was occupied so I went to the urinals. As soon as I unzip my trousers the cubicle opens and a man I never seen before comes out and after him there was my dad adjusting his dick in his jeans. He looked at me smirking and went out satisfied.

When I returned to the table, Roger and dad were talking about us two going to the farm to have a look at it. Dad seemed unfazed about what happened in the toilets and that I saw him.

Another day he came out of the shower drying himself and exposing his dick that semi hard started to point towards me. He asked me what were my plans for the day and if I fancied going to Roger's farm.

Unsure where to look first I managed to say yes.

He went back to his room leaving the door open to get dry and dressed.

The sight of his naked dick and his round balls made me instantly so hard that I had to go to the toilet to relieve myself. I wanked hard that I shot everywhere: my chest, my legs and my balls.

When we arrived at the farm dad had a quick look around and found Roger busy looking after one of his cows. He asked if he minded if we had a look at the animals and Roger said that most of them were in the fields under the trees or by the pond where it was a bit cooler. That made us decide to have a look at the pond.

The heat that day was more intense than usual and the walk there made us sweaty so when we arrived we noticed how the isolated and partly covered made it the ideal place for a swim.

Dad starts removing his shirt and kicking off his boots to get ready to swim when he looked towards me asking why I was not doing the same. I said that I had no swimming trunks with me so dad began to laugh at me saying that no trunks were needed. He took off his denims and boxers and ran straight for the water.

I removed my t-shirt and denims but I approached the water with my white briefs on to cover any possible hard-ons. To that dad shouted that if I didn't remove them he would come to do it himself. So I removed them and ran for the water hoping that nothing would happen between my legs.

The water was cooling me down ever so gently and being surrounded by nature made me relax a bit.

After a long while dad got out of the water and asked me to do the same as he didn't want any wet patches on his car seat. So we sat sat not too far apart from each other and that made me appreciate dad's body even more. He had the leg close to me bent to his hairy chest and he was playing with his dick while talking to me. I was not sure if he noticed I was seeing what he was doing or if he was trying to say something to me.

I kept my legs bent so he couldn't see my springing erection caused by him. Suddenly he lied down on his back and his semi-hard dick was making a delightful curve touching his leg very close to his knee while he scratched his perfect round balls.

At that point I could not hide my erection anymore. It was there and even dad noticed. The more he touched himself the more my cock was throbbing, the more my desire to satisfy him and his big fucking penis grew. I was there, staring at it, the perfect length cock, his sexy chest. Unsure if he wanted me to have his dick in my hand, in my mouth and to own it, my dick became wet with plenty of precum.

But dad didn't say anything. He knew I was staring at him and his big fucking cock but I was not sure if he would have rejected me sucking him. So we stayed there like this for a while, with me desperate to suck his big schlong, unsure how to make the first move when suddenly he got up, put his clothes on and asked me to do the same before it was too late to go home.

The following Friday things changed. Mum went to bed early because her of the early shift on weekends. Dad as usual went for a couple of drinks, especially on Friday night.

Because of the heat, I was in my classic white briefs watching some telly on the sofa. Possibly I didn't find anything interesting so I switched off but I dozed off where I was.

That Friday night dad came home a bit earlier than usual. I heard him coming in but I remained where I was, half asleep. He removes his clothes and comes closer to the sofa. Eventually he noticed me sleeping and came close.

I pretend not to see what happened: he had no boxers on and he started wanking his big veiny dick closer and closer to me, to my face. He whispered that he knew I sucked cock and that I wanted his dick because the way I stare at it all the time. He called me a teaser and that he would show what happened to teasers like me. Saying so he rubbed his dick full of precum on my lips till he covered them with it. Then gently he pushed my chin down opening my jaw and I responded without resisting.

He pushed the tip of his dick in and out to fuck my mouth repeatedly. He whispered that that was the way I liked it.

Pretending I am slowly awaking I rubbed the tip of his big cock with my tongue. To that he said that being awake I could better show him how good I was at sucking cocks. He started moaning and said he knew I was a good cock sucker. So he took my head and pushed his fucking cock deeper in my mouth. He made me choke a few times as I never had taken a cock that big in. He said that I should have taken his fucking dick at the pond instead of staring and teasing him.

I pushed myself up so I was then between his legs, sucking harder because I wanted to show him how good a cock sucker I was and that I could take him. Finally that fucking big dick was mine, in my mouth and I was pleasuring it. Knowing that my dad's cock was there, in my mouth where it needed to be made me suck it even harder. My head bobbed up and down rhythmically. Then dad put a hand behind my head and pushed his fucking dick deep in me. I felt his big snake pulsating once, twice, three, four times in my throat delivering his hot, salty cum. He drained his cock straight in my mouth, squeezed the last drops on my tongue and as he finished, dad comes close to my ear whispering I love you son. After that he went to his room.

I was still on the sofa with the taste of my father's cum in my mouth and a raging dick so I lower my briefs and I wank furiously thinking about his big dick in my mouth.

The next morning I went to the kitchen to have something to eat.

My dad was there sipping his coffee and as soon as he saw me he greeted me with a smile.

As I went to the table he took he thanked me for last night saying that it was one of the best blowjobs he ever had.

I looked at him in the eyes and I thanked him because I wanted his dick so bad for such a long time that last night was really perfect for me.

Dad told me that he knew I loved sucking an that he saw me and my buddy sucking each other in the clubhouse.

I was shocked that he knew about it all this time and never approached me about it. I told him that I was only practising and that the real sucking would always be with a big fucking dick like his.

That was the starting of me taking care of my dad's huge dick and sexual desires.