Sometimes Life is Good to You

I grew up not knowing my dad. My mom had divorced him before I even knew enough to remember who he was. She did re-marry a man who I called dad. Before I was old enough, when I was young I even called him daddy. He was a great man, always there for me and when I was old enough asked me if I wanted to be adopted officially.

I had never ever seen my biological father. My mom did tell me that my she and him divorced when he told her he was gay. She was not shy about telling me she shut him out of her life and pushed for sole custody because of that fact. She had always been a homophobe and my dad and I knew that. So when Bill my stepfather asked to adopt me I said I wanted it. Even at the time I knew I might be taking in my biological father's foot steps. I did not dare tell my mom about my preferences in love. I went out of my way to ensure she saw me interested in girls, or talking about girls.

Mom had always had high level corporate jobs, but never stayed with one company long. From time to time she would change careers and do odd contract work. She loved to make money, that was something I liked. I never wanted for anything. I liked when she traveled as well. I could relax some, my father, now that he adopted me, was not as into watching me and checking on my like she was. I always felt her overbearing presence when she was around.

When I was 16 she was traveling for work in a middle eastern country. My father told me she was arrested on espionage and embezzling. He and the government tried to get her out, but as my father put it, the government found that the embezzling charges were real, maybe not all of it but enough for then to wash their hands of it. She had a minimum 15 year sentence. We were devastated. My father talked to her and he had to sell everything to pay off what was needed for the lawyer. He ended up divorcing her and gaining full custody of me and protect me from whatever might happen.

About 2 years later on my 18th birthday he threw me a party. I had a good time, lots of friends, even some of my gay friends, ones mom never would have allowed over. I was in my room the next day and he came to my room.

He sat on my bed and asked, "Do you have a minute to talk son?"

I saw he was in a serious mood so I said, "Sure, dad. I always have time."

He got even more sad and said, "Brian, I have found out a few months ago and wanted to wait until after your graduation last week and now your birthday to tell you. Your mom is not coming back, she died in prison."

He hugged me and we cried together. The next few days were a blur. I was in my room most of it, only coming out to eat. Once I started to come out of my grief I decided to get a job, at least for the summer, dad said I could hangout there as long as I wanted. He even said I could take a year off, but after that I needed a job to stay or to go to college, trade school or military if I wanted. I got a job at a burger joint, not making any real money, but keeping busy.

I had not came out to my dad, but I knew, unlike my mom that he would be accepting. He always seemed to like my gay friends. That summer, he even allowed my transgendered friend Emily to flirt with him. He was dating and even a few times that summer brought women home.

One Friday evening he was out with friends, told me he was going to stay over with a girl he had been seeing. I invited Emily and her new boyfriend over, he was a handsome older man, lots of muscles, maybe even as old as my dad. We decided to watch some gay porn and once it got into it, we all got horny. She had been seeing him for the last 3 months off and on. He was married, but had just asked her to date officially. Emily suggested me and her blow her new boyfriend together. I had never given a blowjob or done anything sexual. She walked me thru it and showed me the ropes.

We were all three naked, she had me sucking him and rubbing my back. She said, "I am going to go tinkle, keep going Brian, you are doing good." I felt I really was doing great, and I loved having a big cock in my mouth. I already knew I loved cock in my mouth and the taste of precum, I wanted this man's cum too.

Her boyfriend, Jeff, said while he was massaging the back of my head, "Great job sucking me off you little faggot!" I loved the compliment.

I was enjoying myself and about 2 minutes later while I was pulling off to suck on this stud's nut sack when I heard, "What the hell is going on here? Jeff why are you in my house with my son?"

I fell back as Jeff stood. We all tried to cover ourselves and Emily came out of the hall nude, covering her tits and penis. Jeff said, "Sorry Bill, I did not know this was your son or your house either. I am so sorry."

Bill saw Emily and then looked at all of us, he said, "Brian, maybe take Emily to your room and get dressed, I need to talk to Jeff."

I took Emily to my room, I dressed and gave her a robe. A minute or so later my dad called us out. Jeff had dressed, Jeff said, "Emily, we should get going. Grab your clothes and run get dressed please, meet me in the car. Sorry again for the mix up Bill. I will talk to you later."

My father said, "Thanks Jeff, see you later." Emily went to the bathroom, changed and then the two of them left.

Dad said, "Brian, sorry for interrupting. It was awkward you being with my boss like that."

I gasped, "Jeff is your boss? I am so sorry dad."

He replied, "It is ok, I like him well enough. We have a good work relationship, I did not know he was gay, or bi, or whatever he is, I thought he was married, but things must be complicated for him at home, if he is seeing a girl like Emily."

I wondered why he was not upset at me, more then just breaking up the blowjob. "Dad, you are not mad at me? You just found out I am gay!"

He said, "I am not mad you are gay, and I did not just find out. I have known for years, even your mom suspected, she was worried. My suspicions were confirmed a few months ago during your birthday party. I heard some of your friends talking about you being gay like them."

I said, "Well thanks dad, I hoped you would accepting of me."

He replied, "Of course I am. I am just not wanting to have you having sex in my house in the open when I am here. Even with my boss." He chuckled

I replied, "Sorry again for that dad, I will accept whatever you think is fair for punishment and not have sex in the house again."

He replied to that, "Wait a minute, don't get me wrong. I know you are young and horny. I am not saying you can't have sex at home, I do need you to be safe. Just keep it in your room, or if it is not in your room, make sure I am gone. I know I came home un-expectantly, so I am sorry for that. I guess I will communicate more if I am not keeping to my schedule. We are all human, we all have sex, you should be able to get it on in your room if the feeling is right."

I asked, "So you struck out tonight, huh?"

He said, "No, not really, I got lucky. Your old man does have game you know. It is just that her husband came home early from his trip, and I was not supposed to be there. Don't worry, I did not know she was married. I am not interested in that. I don't want to see her again. I don't like cheating women, or lying women. She was pretty cute though, and good in bed."

I felt better, my dad was a player and I never knew. I asked, "Are you upset with me because I knew Jeff was married, I fell terrible."

He said, "I am not going to get mad at you, you are still young and learning. Jeff is and adult too, he is more to blame then you or Emily. I just caution you to be careful and if you do end up with someone who is married, try to make sure it is not a innocent person being hurt. I don't know Jeff's wife, she could be a real bitch, who knows. If you fuck a married guy and he is married to a saint and you know that, you might want to re-think that. Good people don't deserve your punishment, even if they are oblivious."

I replied, "I understand dad, I will be more aware."

He said, "Good, now shut off this gay porn and I will see you in the morning."

I looked and the gay porn had been muted when Emily was talking me thru some key points on sucking cock. On the screen two very fruity and cute young men were in sixty-nine position making each other's small penises feel good while an absolute hunk of a real man watched and jerked his large veiny cock. The production value was great and very professional. This was something Emily picked, she had good taste. I shut it down and my dad and me went our separate ways for the evening.

The next week on Thursday my dad said, "I am going golfing with my buddies on Saturday, it is at a exclusive resort we got an early tee time. It is about 4 hours away, you will be alone, I think you can manage. I am leaving Friday night. I will text or call when I am almost home, in case you have friends over again." He winked at me knowing I would love to be having a guy over. I did not know who yet.

I said, "Thanks dad, I appreciate that. I think you are an awesome dad." He hugged me and when about his business.

I was excited and almost ran to my room and called Emily, "My dad will be gone all Friday night, do you know any guys to invite over?"

She seemed bummed, not because she was busy, but because she could not help. She replied, "Sorry Brian, I have alone time with Jeff and a special friend of his. He wanted to share me with someone special. I am liking dating him, he is so adventurous."

I replied, "Lucky you Emily. You get two guys and I get none. I am such a loser."

She said, "No you are not Brian. If you want, I can bring Jeff over Saturday evening. His wife is out of town all weekend and he did like you."

I said, "Well, I was not asking to have you share your boy toy again. I was just curious if you knew any single guys. I don't want to expect or force you to share your guy."

She replied, "It is ok, I am not in love with him. We can't date forever, he is married after all. I know our relationship is about sex, well sex and gifts for me. I don't mind sharing him for sex Brian."

I said, "Ok, but if you two got nothing else going on."

On Friday I got horny and adventurous, so I watched gay porn and beat off in my dad's bed. I even slept in it naked. The next day I cleaned up and when he got home that afternoon, he made us some supper. Over the meal he asked, "So did you have any friends over last night?"

I felt like I let him down when I said, "No, no friends. People were busy. Emily is coming over tonight to hang out."

He smiled and said, "Well, I can head out if you need me too."

I smiled and said, "Dad, Emily and I are not like that, we are friends."

He said, "Oh, I assumed since you were both naked that you also had that kind of relationship. You know, what they call it, 'fuck buddies'?"

I told him, "Nope, never done that with her before. We were just both, well, without being too awkward, entertaining Jeff."

He replied, "Well, he is a lucky guy I guess. She is a pretty girl, and you. You are not to bad for a guy either."

I blushed and said, "You think I am pretty? Thanks dad. Wait, you mean like girls like Emily too?"

He sat back and looked at me as he replied, "Sure, objectively, you are a handsome and even cute young guy. As far as Emily goes, yeah, she is a pretty little thing. She is young and has very feminine features and a great set of tits. I am more open minded about girls like her then you think. I hope I am not oversharing, but I have been with a few you know. All in the last year actually. Never really expected to be with girls like that. After your mom and I split, I did get lonely. I am not ashamed or regretting any of my actions or attraction to those girls. Honestly, they were all so much more womanly then women I have dated. They care more about being seen as a woman. Never any girls as young as Emily, not that young, but just as pretty as any woman I have ever been with."

I told my dad, "Wow, I never knew. I like that you are not as judgmental as mom. I mean I loved her, but I don't know what she would have done with me. You are very progressive on your own. I love you dad."

He pulled me into another hug and said, "I love you how you are son."

He went to work on his car for a bit. It was an hour before Emily and Jeff would show up so I went and showered. When Emily showed up she was alone.

She looked at me and said, "Sorry it is just me Brian. Jeff ended up getting a work thing."

I said, "No problem Emily. It is not your fault. What do you want to do then?"

We went to my room and watched some gay porn and jerked off with each other. This was something we had done before but not in a long while. She ended up leaving after that. I decided I wanted company so I went down to spend some time with my dad.

He was watching a recorded game, I sat down and when he needed a drink or snacks I got up to get them for him. I always liked serving him because he did so much for me.

On my third trip back he said, "Come sit next to me. There is plenty of room and we can share the blanket." I did sit by him as this was not uncommon for us to do so.

I was never as interested in sports as him, so I leaned against him and enjoyed our time together. He put his arm around me. I was snuggled in and warm, really just enjoying being close to him. Honestly he did smell good. He did start to touch me like he had not before and I knew it was weird, but I liked it. His hand went to my waist, and between my shirt and above my hip. Having his rough hands were on my skin sent a tingle through my body. I liked this more then I should. He went farther and massaged my boney hip and smooth side of my stomach. I moaned softly into his shoulder as he did this.

I think that was what he was waiting for, he turned his head and looked at my upturned face. His warm smile and gorgeous eyes stared at me. He said, I think our relationship is about to change."

He leaned down and kissed my lips, I returned the kiss and he opened his mouth. Before I knew it, our tongues were battling for dominance in each others mouths.

He pulled back and I said to him, "I want more dad!"

He smiled knowing it was true and he said, "Are you sure? There is no going back."

I quickly said, "I don't want to dad."

He pulled me onto his lap so I was straddling him with my legs and knees. He made out with me for a few minutes as I held his face and his hands roamed my young body building my desire for him.

We broke from the kiss and took each other's shirts off. I had seen him shirtless many times, his muscular body was that of a god. I was always a bit envious of him, but now my thoughts of his bare muscular chest were not envy, but rather lust. Being so close to his naked stomach and chest was so exciting for me. My penis was already hard and jerked with anticipation in my shorts so I instinctively humped my crotch into his stomach. He smiled knowing I felt good doing that.

He used one hand to explore my naked back and the top of my ass, sliding his hands under the back of my shorts towards my ass crack. His other hand played with my left nipple and was a new sensation I learned I loved. My hands were both operating on their own trying to undo his pants. Apparently they needed his cock free. I knew I wanted it in my mouth badly. Our kiss had resumed and I was trying to maintain our lips on each other at the same time.

Once I had my hand on his cock he pushed me back and said, no he ordered me, "Stand up."

I did as he asked, he took off his pants and boxers stepping out of them. Leaving them on the floor of the living room. He looked at me and said, "Take off your shorts boy, let me see what you got under there." I lowered my shorts and showed him my five inch stiff penis. Smaller and skinnier then his monster. It was actually smaller than even Emily's thick six and a half inch penis as well. His tool was a good seven and a half inches and so very thick, just like Jeff's was. Clearly these two men were cut from the same cloth. My mouth watered thinking about my dad's cock.

My body reacted the only way it knew how. I got on my knees in front of him and started sucking him the way Emily showed me to treat a real man like him. He held my head as I worked and he said, "That's it baby boy. Suck on Daddy's cock."

I thought to myself, wow my dad is a very perverted man. I had never known this man to be so vile. It was something I liked and loved this side of him. A thought entered my head, If only my mom could see me now. She would roll over in her grave if she knew her gay son was sucking her husband, my adoptive father's thick juicy cock. She would just die. I laughed in my head about that and then thought I needed to concentrate on his pleasure.

After a few minutes I wanted more. I pulled my mouth of his cock, still using my hands to stroke him slowly as I used my boyish charm to look up at his face and ask, "Can you fuck me now dad?"

He smiled wickedly and said, "Why don't you call me Daddy, from now on ok son? I have been wanting to fuck your little asshole for months. Go, run, get on your hands and knees on my bed. I will get the lube."

I smiled knowing all of my dreams were about to come true, I said, "Yes Daddy!" while smiling at his loving face and eyes.

I ran to his room and climbed into his cozy bed and assumed the position with my ass towards the door. He came in and grabbed the lube, he saw me in the position, ready for him to mount. To my welcome surprise, instead of mounting me like a breeding slut right away he started kissing my ass cheeks. He then moved to kiss my asshole itself. After a few minutes I realized this ass kissing was more then just a transition to fucking. He was really into it, he started licking and tonging my ass.

I then felt him using his fingers and tongue in my asshole. God, I loved that so much so I said, "Yes, Daddy, lick and kiss my asshole. I love that so much."

After a few more minutes of my asshole being treated to this heavenly service, he must have had enough or he just got too horny and he said, "Ok, time to fuck that cute little asshole of yours boy."

I was so ready, I wanted his thick cock in my ass so bad, and his sperm too. I wanted all of him. He lubed me up and squirted some on his cock and stroked his meaty cock some, preparing for the main event. He took his time and slowly inserted his monster into where it belonged. I felt like I was going to die and be ripped in two. He stopped a few times as he went allowing me to adjust and making sure I was ok. He eventually bottoming out resting his hips on my ass cheeks and his balls touching mine.

He said, "We will wait a few minutes. I will let you adjust, ok baby boy?" I liked him calling me baby boy.

I turned towards his as best I could and said to him, "Thanks Daddy. I love you."

He held still, but smiled at me rubbing my ass cheeks and back with his rough hands. Before long I was brave and said, "Ok, Daddy, go slowly. I think I am ready."

He said, "Ok, I will take it slow honey, tell me if you need me to slow down or stop if needed." I never needed to tell him anything as he slowly fucked in and out, and then gradually increased speed. I started to moan as the pain slowly turned more and more into pleasure and he was slapping my ass and rubbing my back.

After getting into it he said to me, "God, son, you have a tight hole for Daddy huh?"

I laughed and smiled saying, "Yes, Daddy! My asshole is all yours. Fuck me good Daddy!."

He fucked me for a while. I could feel his pleasure building and knew he was going to release and fill me with his love. When he did shoot his load into me he gripped my hips, pushing him fully into my ass while pulling me back by my hips towards him to release his potent load of sperm into my waiting boy pussy. I turned my head for him to kiss me while he slowly softened up and fell out. That was the most amazing night of my life.

From that point on we drifted far from the father and son we were. We became passionate lover's. I never really called him by his pet name outside the house and followed suit. In private I sometimes called him Daddy. In bed when we were feeling especially devious I call him Daddy a lot, he loves it and he calls me baby boy or son. Whenever his cock is in my ass and he calls me those names I feel so dirty, I love it.

Emily did find out and kept our secret, even from Jeff. She and Jeff did not last long. Our love was becoming a little to obvious and risky so we moved states while I attended college. After that we lived as husband and husband, although I was the woman of the couple. He asked if I ever wanted to adopt any children and start a family like my friend Emily was doing with her new husband. I told him no because I did not want any distractions from our great sex life. I swear I get at least two loads of sperm out of that man a day. I was so lucky in love that my mother, bless her soul, found this man for me.