Obviously nothing! Or maybe a triple homicide? Nothing has been posted since September 23rd 2011.
Obviously nothing! Or maybe a triple homicide? Nothing has been posted since September 23rd 2011.
Always loved this thread, thx for keeping up my fantasies. Played with cousin. Not my dad...not my type.
Last edited by blitsseun; April 5th, 2016 at 01:09 AM.
I have a story about my dad an I when I was much younger.
I got home from school one day and saw my dad, a 220(ish) 6'2, VERY hairy man taking a nap on the couch. I remember being too horny and curious to not do SOMETHING, So, I went over to his lap and gently felt around his belly, down to his pants, brushed over his soft cock. My heart was racing, the thought of being caught was horrifying, it's definitely not the way I'd like him to figure out I'm gay.
After a minute or so of rubbing my dads cock, I felt him getting hard. I had a feeling in my stomach, kind of like that feeling you get when you're on a roller coaster. I ended up undoing his pants and pulling down his boxers. He wasn't huge, about 4 inches, but I wanted to get a taste, I came this far, why stop now?
I started by slowly licking his cock near the head, before slurping it into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the head, gently bobbing up and down, sucking his balls into my mouth. I'm sure I spent about a half hour sucking on him.
My dad made soft grunts here and there, each time it would give me a huge scare and I'd stay perfectly still and look toward his head with my eyes to make sure he was asleep. This time, when he grunted, I felt his hand on my head. He was awake! I had no idea what was going to happen, my heart was racing, what was I going to say?! I pulled back to try to explain myself, but my dad pushed my head back Down, and made me gag in his dick, and started quickly fucking my face. I was... Releived but still nervous as to what would happen after this. Before long he pushed his cock down my throat as far as it would go and started cumming in my mouth,grunting as he came, while forcing his load down my throat. He pulled back a little bit, his cock head was still in my mouth as he rubbed my cheek with his thumb, his big belly resting on my forehead.
After that, he had me do it again almost every day.
I love snuffing my 13 year old sons underwear, I take naps on his bed naked with his underwear on my face. He has nice, tight underwear, he farts alot in them and that turns me on so much... I love his farts, they stink very bad, it turns me on...
Me and my dad are not really close so getting intimate wouldn't affect me. Never really thought about him though.
If both are consenting adults, anything sexual between a dad and son is fair game.
Yeah, for the longest time I've had this sexual fetish for anything father/son incest related. It's just the ultimate taboo or something I guess. Like a lot of other guys though, I've never been sexually attracted to my own dad and have not eve fantasized about him once.
I do fantasize that I was raised by a hot father and had sex with him. I'm not sure where this fetish came from. My relationship with my dad has always been smooth and loving, if a little distant. No daddy issues really.
Yesterday at night I was so horny!
I opened a photo of my dad and uncle on my pc and started riding like crazy my dildo, watching them and imagining that it was them that were fucking me..
How I wish my fantasy could become true..
That was always what made me cum hardest. (Once I got older, I didn't have all that much interest in younger guys -- which was probably safer anyway).
Dad-son incest can be pretty destructive if it happened the way it often happens. But I've known more than one guy who's had a sexual relationship with his father at some point in their lives, and they describe the aftershocks pretty differently: from very negative, to OK until the media later convinced them they'd been abused, and very positive.
It seems to depend on the raising and whether the son was allowed to initiate the sexual stuff himself.
Certain things just sort of aligned for me. I remember when I became curious about my own penis as a really little kid. I was just out of the bath and kind of playing with it and asked my mom "What's this?". Unfortunately, she was really umcomfortable with it and snapped something like "dont do that" in a disgusted voice. I remember feeling annoyed with her that she wouldnt answer my question. So, I learned my mom was not cool with it.
Soon after, my dad was home in the afternoon one day, which was unusual. I went past his room, and he was in bed. He didnt have a shirt on and had the covers up over him. I kimd of scampered in there and asked him what he was doing - I did't know better. He laughed and told me to go tell mom that he was "bare-ass naked" and that she should come down. I remember being excited because I wanted to be naked with my dad too. So I went to mom and told her word for word what he said. She was furious at him and they had an argument. Once again my mom reinforced that nakedness, etc., was bad. Meanwhile I learned that my dad was pretty into it and so was I.
So I think that was a formative time for me. It was before we moved to town so I know I was either three or four or five years old, which I think is recognized in child development as a time when kids are naturally curious about their bodies and genitals and whatever.
Anyway, after that, my dad just became really fascinating to me and I thought it was cool that we had a shared interest in sexual stuff. I found his stash of playboys and was fascinated, but remember wondering where the boys were in the pictures and that the girls were sort of weird.
Because of my mom's reaction telling me this stuff was bad and my being almost pathologically shy, I never was open with my dad about sex even though now I know he would he been fine with it. He was a really horny guy.
When we moved to town, my bedroom was between the bathroom and my parent's room. When I knew my dad was going to shower I would run up to my room and wait for him to come out and walk past my room. He always had this tiny little towel around his waist that barely reached all the way around. He must have known I was watching because I was ALWAYS there. He would occasionally stop at my room and talk to me, and my heart would be racing because he had a perfectly normal lump in the towel, but I thought it was the most erotic thing ever. One time he was in one of his goofy moods (he was a big prankster) and he went by my room as usual, but a second later he came back laughing and he had nothing on but a sock on his dick which he proceeded to helicopter and dance around FOR MY BENEFIT. He was doing this show for ME, and it blew my mind. My mom was in the their bedroom and once again she was a prude to my dad "Stop it! Get in here!". I was really pissed at her at that moment.
I had known for a while by then that I was into guys, it wasn't exactly sexual at that age (from say, 5 y.o .to 7 or 8) just a sort of frission, an electricity, when I was around certain adult males. Our neighbors across the alley had their patio facing our side windows. They had a family member who would come over for cook outs in the summer and would sun-tan in a lawn chair directly across from our windows. He always wore this "nude" colored speedo with a huge bulge. In the seventies, a lot of speedos were made of this really stretchy, kind of thin fabric that would show off everything. I would stare at him out the wIndow for hours. Like my dad, he was hairy and I could tell was pretty open about his body.
So, yeah, I was gay, my dad was the only guy around for a long time, I knew he loved sex and was a horn-dog. I was fascinated and got to puberty early, but haf already been fascinated for years. I felt a bond with my dad about it. So, he was my dad whom I trusted and he was sexy and it just felt nature to want to be sexual with him.
Last edited by altwolf; May 2nd, 2016 at 10:03 AM.
Well, the ramifications of my interactions with my son have so far been that we both just want it more. This forbidden fruit sure has proven to be tasty.
after those two years, the smell of night coupled with the greasy scent of petroleum jelly, smelled like like rough anal sex. The thunk of a metal belt buckle hitting the floor, made you think of a fat hanging semi cock that dripping in aticpation of breeding your sorry ass. the sight of any rusting single-wide or a lousy trailer park .... made you wonder if some other guy got to dick-worship his dad is a back bedroom there. during a half-time or a rain delay at nscar. the social workers were apparently pretty clueless. placing you in the hands of a sex-addict and ex-con who had no qualms about where his semen went.
Last edited by RainCity; May 8th, 2016 at 11:21 PM. Reason: mppls-st paul
Thought you might like it...
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While he is asleep and drunk just pull the covers down. sometimes he starts to wake up, just run out. if you go in for a sniff you should do it on an up snore.
next time he gets really drunk I will have him explain sex to me and try to get him to show me all kinds of things and get a good sniff like a friend of mine that sent me a private message on here. He was reported by a flaming queen and banned for last user name.
I am going to ask my dad about pheromones that i "learned about in school," and sniff his cock and balls big time hoping I don't shoot off in my pants, but I will probably be afraid so it will not happen
Last edited by 1wholikesdaddy; May 19th, 2016 at 06:20 AM.
Mine is a strange unexpected twist. In my teens, my parents had caught me sucking and older boy. Mom was cool about; dad pissed that as he said, "I don't want my son to be a queer." Mom later came to me and said to make sure that I only do it after school before dad got home. At first it felt strange being naked in my bedroom on my knees sucking with mom home, but after awhile it became natural. My grandfather was visiting (mom's dad) and when I got home from school, mom's car was gone. I walked in the house and heard grampa call me. I went into the spare bedroom and he was naked, stroking, and I was shocked. When he said that my mother told him I like sucking boys, I was shocked but omg he had the biggest I had seen. He taught me a lot that week.
wow. you are so lucky to have such and awesome Grandpa
I remember reading an erotic story about ten years ago that might have some relevance to this thread. It seems there were a couple of women with supernatural powers who captured all the members of this wealthy, powerful family, and tied and bound them to the ground. The women forcibly had sex with the 50-something year old silver-haired patriarch, using their magic to induce greater than human sexual prowess in him. The bound 26 year old son got turned on, and watching the women do his dad made him ejaculate in his pants.
OK Guys! Apparently this is real... Fap material for sure!
I did not have sex with my Dad, but I did have a father-son type relationship. When I was 18-19 I had a boyfriend who was 51. He was a policeman, so we had to be careful and meet in secret. During that time, ( early 1980's) and in the rural South, it would have caused an uproar if any two men were dating, not matter what age they were. Anyway, I was skinny and smooth at the time with a nice fat bubble-butt. He was strongly built, very hairy with a large cock. It took me a while to get used to taking his cock in my ass, even though I was'nt a virgin. He had a good 10-11 inches and he liked to go deep and fuck fast and hard. I used to pant and try to catch my breath. I learned how to move my hips at a certain angle, and then I was able to take a hard fucking with no discomfort. I do remember that when I gave him blowjobs that he shot so much cum, that the first time I choked. I never could deep throat him, but I could get over half. He was a sweet man.
My cousin gave me my first orgasm by having me sit between his legs, my back propped up against my chest. This was the position that he jacked me off and gave me my first orgasm. Although unrealistic, I kind of wish it had been my dad or my 5th grade basketball coach that did this to me. I'd had fantasized to this kind of memory for years. We never forget our first otgasm, although mine was dry but I can remember shivering, scared I was gonna piss followed by OMG!
Here's my story, though opposite of most here I guess cause I'm the step daddy . At time happened though his mom was just gf. Lisa and her daughter's were living with me an occasionally her son would spend weekend's with us . One weekend Lisa and girls went to visit her sister and Steven (her son) called me, said his dad was going away and wanted to come over for night. This was a Saturday morning. Told him that would be fine. That evening I had to run over to my mom's for about 2 hours and left him . When I returned he was in my room on my computer, looking at pics I had of me and his mom and others . He was naked and jerking off . At first he didn't see me and I had dropped my pants and was stroking myself watching him. When he finally seen me he at first panicked. Told him it was fine that I'd watch with him . I Sat next to him and could see he was staring more at my cock than computer now . I reached over and grabbed his hand and put it on my cock . I was much larger than him back then. As he stroked me I could see lots of precum .On his. As I got closer to cum I pushed his head down and he started to suck me . I came soon after and he swallowed me completely . I then stood up and led him to bed .I got between his legs and started sucking him off . He came almost immediately . I didn't stop though just began alternating from his cock , balls and asshole . He was so soft and smooth still . As he came again I then moved up on him rubbing my now hard cock again on his cock . I reach in drawer on headboard and got some lube and preceded to put on my cock and his asshole. Had already put my finger in his ass when I was playing and he didn't object so knew he was willing . As I slid in i expected some resistance but he was extremely relaxed , had to keep adding lube though cause he was very tight . By now I was giving him every inch I had. Fucked him for probably 15 minutes more and finally filled his ass with cum . When I pulled out I made him suck me clean . When I was clean made him follow me to living room and not dress .As my cum leaked from his ass made him wipe with just his fingers and lick them clean . Fucked his ass one more time that night and we went to bed together . Next morning I started again. This continued all day , either me fucking him or him sucking me . I wouldn't let him touch himself and I didn't touch his cock though when fucking him he would cum by himself . Round 6 his dad picked him up . There's more that happened in future but it gets even kinkier .
ohiobi, that was a great recall of a hot experience. I hope you will dare to share the kinkier experience that happened in the future!
yeah, I'd like to hear the kinkier part of the story too.
after my mum died when i was younger my Father would hold me and kiss me and it started into more he would make me suck him and eventually he started to fuck me. i thought it was ok but i told my older sisters who told my uncles and they beat him up pretty bad and made him leave. I haven't seen him for years but i get turned on by it like thinking about what we did and I sometimes meet older men who would be the same age as him and pretend its him. I am married to my husband for4 yearsand he doesn't know any of what happened with my dad or that i see other men. My husband is a few years older than me and I make him do the things My dad did to me.i think i want to tell him some things but im scarred he might not take it well. got any advice?
Hey guys. Me and my dad went to watch a football match the other day and we stayed in a hotel room after so we could have a few beers. We each had our own bed but my dad fell asleep before me. He was pretty drunk but I'd made sure to stay pretty sober. Anyway when he started snoring and I was sure he was asleep, I cr ept over to his bed. Luckily he wasn't wearing any sheets as it was a pretty hot night. Anyway I gently lifted his dick through the hole in his boxer shorts and I quickly licked his balls. He didn't wake up or stir at all so I carried on licking them and then I put one ball in my mouth, then two. Then I started to move my tongue up and down his cock whle at the same time I grabbed mine. Finally I pulled back his foreskin and put his head in my mouth, then his whole dick until it hit the back of my throat and couldn't go any further. I came at about this point and I got a bit scared so I put his dick back inside his shorts then climbed into my bed so I could clean myself off. A part of me felt awful for doing this but it felt and tasted so fucking good!
Last edited by lovealaddinsane; June 11th, 2016 at 03:27 PM.
That sounds hot!
I'm an 18-year-old schoolboy. The reason I'm posting this is because I want some advice and help.
I'm 5"8. Slim. My waist is 28 inches. When I hit puberty my butt started growing. At a rate I thought was abnormal. The other parts of my body didn't seem to be growing that much. But it was as if everything I ate was going into my ass. I stayed slim while my butt grew and grew and grew. This carried on for a few years. Now my butt cheeks are like basketballs. Except they're juicy, jiggly, bouncy, and squidgy as well as firm. My waist is still the same size. I have to have my trousers specially made otherwise they won't fit. My butt regularly rips holes in my underwear.
I think my ass is having another growth spurt. Again, the other parts of my body don't seem to be growing. Just my ass.
I'm trying to come to terms with my butt. But it's hard. People stare at me in the street. I've been groped several times on public transport. My friends make excuses to spank or grope my ass. Even my dad has been offering to help me get dressed. The other day he asked me if I needed help washing my ass in the bath. I think he meant it. I'm not sure that his interest is sexual. But he does seem to watch my ass all the time. But so does everyone else now.
What should I do?
The multiple females that get to stay over with him, get the nice sheets in his bedroom and genuine lovemaking behind a closed door. He nails you facedown, on the floor of the tiny spare room, where he tosses his dirty laundry and keeps his guns. The females get the consideration of magnums and nice lubes. If you're lucky. he dabs a dollop of discount-lotion on the head of his massive dick, before he pounds, with a weird intention of making it uncomfortable for you. And leaves a sticky slog of semen inside you. Afterwards, the girls get breakfast at the Awful House. You get the cold shoulder for three days.
Well, I have always been curious on my father. He is a farmer, quite masculine, and I discovered when I was 14-15 that, just like me, he loves to jerk off. His office, and the family computer room, was upstairs, so it was easy to say when jerks, long sessions behind the computer and some chair noise heard from the ceiling. Also, I developed the habit of going to this room when he left because he came in the paper-bin. I was able to drink his cum (cold though...) out of empty envelopes ! The most amazing feeling I've had so far by having cum on my lips.
One summer, I established a strategy to actually spy on him. The roof window was the only way I could peep. So I needed an excuse to go on the roof of the house (which is an ancient french farm). Practicing my tennis against the wall was the plan. I made it obvious to my father by playing it by the time he'd go home, he saw me. Then he'd always go jerk so I waited a little bite and went climbing the ladder on the other of the house, crossed the roof and here he was. I had to be really discreet because there was no way he could think I'd do it on purpose.
My heart was beating like crazy. I had the tennis ball in my hand the all time as my excuse to be on this roof. It was hard to distinguish at first because of the sun reflection on the glass but after a few seconds, I could see it, see his hand going up and down his cock, him looking at the screen (from his internet historic, he mostly watches grannies). He kept going and I got a big bonner also. I started to touch myself but not as strong and intense as my father did. I was so shocked that I was finally seeing it, the fruit of my desires, my father's penis, hard.
I wasn't as discreet as I hoped I was. He saw my shadow apparently, he looked up. I reacted like I didn't see anything, waved with the tennis ball in my hand and with a big smile. He did jump, hide his cock and look fright but afterwards, we acted as if nothing happened.
Now, because of the laptop invention, I can't go drink his cum anymore because he doesn't wank in the same room and I guess he throws it straight into the loo. I still go check his internet historic when I come back at my parents. It seems recently he has developed a taste for bi videos. It aroused me but I don't know what to do. It is also old men, meaning I wouldn't even be his type.
Me and my best friend took turns sucking his step-dad, but never with my own.
I have been sexually attracted to my father since I was a child. I remember seeing him and his bulge in his hanes briefs or jockstrap and even at 9 it would make me hard. So of course I had to find them, wear them, and jerk in them. I came out at 16 and shortly thereafter so did he. We never had "the talk" or got into in-depth sexual conversation, until recently. I am 34 now and in a committed relationship of nearly 11 years. Feeling a bit frustrated one night about a month ago I "accidentally" texted my dad a hard dick pic not knowing what to expect.
The following day I asked him if he got it and apologized saying it was intended for my partner. He laughed it off but it opened a dialog. Within a day he admitted that he was curious about how I developed. He has also said that he was curious about things between him and I but would never have initiated. We have exchanged pics, porn vids ( feat. Son and dad), talked about jerking to each other's pics, and even a brief video chat.
The problem is that though it has been talked and joked about with my partner for many years, he is completely ambivalent to the new and actual reality of this occurring. Any suggestions? And not sure how far I would take it with dad one on one, we live 2 thousand miles apart