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CHAPTER ONE Please be kind in your reviews and I really hope you enjoy it. The tags in the story will give you an idea of where I plan on taking it. Through the eyes of Scotty: I hear it again, the faint sound of the shower running, my heart skips a beat. Some people say they feel butterflies in life’s tender moments, for me that was the sensation I felt every time I heard my father’s shower running; knowing I’d be able to sneak a glimpse of him, water cascading down his amazing well defined body. I’d been spying of Dean, my father since I was 16 when I first came to terms with my feelings towards other men and realising I’m gay. Jerking off, while watching him shower and knowing he was totally unaware of me doing so made it so much hotter! My mum and dad married and started a family very young, Dean is only 37, to my 17 years. They had my brother Beau one year before me and I think I’m blessed to have a young Dad and Brother. Unfortunately I lost my mother when I was 12, she passed in a car accident on her way to work. Since then it’s just been us boys with dad doing an amazing job of raising us. Beau is already at university studying, so it’s just dad and I living together and Beau visits some weekends and during term breaks from University. Our living arrangements make it easy for me to secretly watch my dad and get my fix, so to speak. And he doesn’t disappoint, as I watch him now, his back is resting against the shower wall, water flowing down his delicious smooth abs, his fat 9 inch cock in his right hand, being stroked casually, his left hand slowly caressing his ass cheek while he strokes himself, moaning in pleasure. I never get tired of this view, peaking through the gap in the door from dads bedroom and his ensuite bathroom, my briefs to my knees, stroking my boyish 8 inch cock, my eyes feasting on the vision of my dad wanking, I know I won’t last too long and hearing my dad’s moans increase, I’m propelled to my orgasm even faster. I see my father, through the steam in the bathroom, abs contracting, grunting, shooting ropes of cum from his massive tool, onto the glass of the shower. Wishing his cum was being sprayed over me, or better yet inside me. It was all too much , I started shooting my load into my left hand, still staring at dad in the shower as he milks the last of his load out. Ugh, I’m in heaven, but quickly snapped back to reality as I hear the shower turn off and the shower door open and close. With my left hand full of cum, I quickly lift my briefs with my right hand and run to my room, so as not to get caught. I make it back to my room and lay on my bed, another successful trip spying on dad, with my heart still racing, my cock only just starting to deflate, I rub my load all over my quivering asshole, wishing, hoping that one day it’ll be a load on and in my ass, delivered by my hot dad Dean himself. A boy can only dream right? ################################################################################# Through the eyes of Dean: Startled, I wake to my alarm blaring at 6am, with my morning wood throbbing, aching to take a piss, I lay there thankful its Friday with the weekend just around the corner. I hear music coming from my son’s room, so I know Scotty is already awake and no need to go and annoy him. He’s a good kid, great grades, excellent attitude and such a caring young man. He lost his mother early in life and he misses her dearly. He has applied himself at school to ensure he succeeds to honor his mother’s memory. He and I are more alike than he realises, you see I used to consider myself bisexual, however since the unexpected passing of my wife, I couldn’t bring myself to be intimate with another woman. So I started dating men exclusively and have never looked back. I’m actually somewhat of a perverted dick pig, versatile, with a thick poisonous 9 inch cock that makes guys go crazy and a hole that can take a damn good pounding, the harder the better, bareback of course, you see I’m a massive cum pig. I haven’t ever used a condom and that will never change. I say he and I have more in common than he realises because he’s been spying on me in the shower, I think for about a year or so. The first time I realised he was watching me he was 16 years old. He’s an amazing looking young man, six pack, smooth, cute as fuck and I think gay, or at least bisexual. I couldn’t believe I was the object of his adolescent desires, but be damned if I’m not going to get some enjoyment out of it and corrupt him in the process, like I said; I’m perverted. I’ve been putting on shows for him for a long time now, knowing he’s been watching me while I shower. I even set up a gopro camera in my room to film him watching me, so that I can focus on putting on a show and not taking a casual glance towards the door to see if he’s there. And to be fair, he was there pretty much every time I showered, stroking his hot cock, rubbing his abs while staring at me getting off. I always positioned myself in the shower so that my biohazard tattoo on my hip was clearly visible from his vantage point. I wonder if he’s put two and two together. He always blew what looked like a great load before sneaking back to his room after I’d climaxed and given him what he wanted to see. His 18th birthday is fast approaching and it’s something I’ve been looking forward to for a very long time.
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Calvin Banks - Candid Youtube Molestation Reveal
FJLinNYC posted a topic in Bareback Porn Discussion
I thought this was VERY brave of Calvin Banks to publicly say his dad gave him his first blow job. I saw this on another site and I was so surprised how much people hated on him and said "Well that explains why he does porn" He seems very balanced and accepting of it. I always enjoyed his porn and even his sense of style when out at the awards. His dick is insanely deliciously looking, and now I have huge amounts of respect for him. I would like to know what others think.- 1 reply
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Visiting Montreal from March 1st to 5th, 2018. Looking for a group of hung Tops in good physical status, uninhibited creative minded daddies and brothers, to come breed me in my hotel. Email me for invitation. Party starts 2 pm on March 2nd Friday afternoon, hopefully it will turn into a 3 day marathon breeding festival. Neg on PreP here, STD free. BB only. Friendly and open to many things that can enhance our sexual experiences.
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Latin Bottom here looking for Role Play with Top Men.
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There is a tremendous demand and interests on dad son porn, just looking at the number to Tumblr blogs devoted to this topic. The number of gay porns or even studios making dad son/man twink/old young porn is increasing. However, most of the dad son/man boy porns or plots suggesting such physical and power difference, such as those made by Icon Men or Phoenix studio are all safe sex (even with the title like "Breed me Daddy", Duh!) Even the Nakedsword's new series Secret&Lies make Rocco Steel wear condom. WTF??? And finally when you find bareback Daddies Boy porn, the boys are almost as old as the daddies or as big physically as daddies, really lost the essence of this theme. So far the Phoenixxx studio's porn has the best Man Twink physical matches, but all it only produce safe sex porn. Men.com has some very erotic plots yet again, it is another safe sex porn studios. Recently a few studios produce bareback dad son porns, but unfortunately, the porn stars in these porns are not as attractive. Why is it so difficult? Where can we find good Dad/son Bareback porns? -
A taboo subject for some... I've always wanted to give my dad a nice sloppy BJ...swallow and all. I never knew how to go about it. One night I was drunk and shot him a text that said "I will suck your dick" and never got a response. The next morning I freaked and sent him a text telling him I meant it for someone else. He said it was fine and we has a short conversation about graduation from college. We never spoke about it again. FYI--he knows I'm gay. He's known since I was 15. I'm now 22. About 2 weeks later I saw him in person (he doesn't live with us) and he asked me to help him with a box he got for his computer. He said it would pick up internet (probably a wireless modem or something) and asked if I would come over sometime to hang out and help him set it up. Any advice on what to do next? I don't wanna make him not want to be near me or talk to me but damn am I thirsty for his load
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Me and My Boy at the Rest Stop Part I. After a three hour drive, and a large convenience store coffee, I had to piss like a racehorse. I convinced my boy that we were making good time, and we decided to stop at the next rest area we saw along the interstate. Nearly twenty minutes later, we finally saw an off-ramp and took it. As soon as the car had stopped, I opened the door and headed as fast as possible into the building, but not without taking note of where we were. Had I not had to piss so badly, I might have reconsidered. It was filthy and run-down. The gutters along the roof were growing trees, the pavement was cracked, and the brick walls covered with graffiti, not to mention the smell wafting out of the broken painted-over windows into the bathrooms. This was not the visitors’ center that families stopped at, more like a last resort for truckers. The men’s room door creaked opened and the smell intensified. I unzipped and released a torrent of piss into a long trough, as my bladder emptied, I caught my breath and looked around a bit. I realized that there was a guy standing in the open stall right behind me, with his shirt unbuttoned and his pants around his ankles, fisting a meaty uncut cock. He gestured to me to come over and without thinking, I walked towards him, with my dripping cock still popping out of my zipper. "Shame I didn’t get to drink any of that, bud," he said as he crouched down and engulfed my dick with his mouth, shucking my pants down to my feet. The guy swallowed me to the balls and slobbered all over. He wasn’t unattractive, but definitely a few pounds overweight, hairy, and smarmy. He fisted his cock with one hand and grabbed my hand with the other, leading it to the back of his head, as if he wanted me to choke him with my dick. I obliged, knowing that my boy could walk in and see this at any moment. The guy got me hard in seconds, and I started pounding his mouth as he drooled and moaned. He stood up and bent over the toilet, spreading his hairy immense ass cheeks wide and fingered his hole. I noticed that he was loose, and wasn’t sure if I was seeing cum or lube dripping out of his pucker. I took the hint and sank my cock into him, balls deep, as he pushed back, egging me on. I knew this wasn’t smart, or healthy, and I pulled out. ‘What’s wrong? Am I too loose,” he asked. “Naw man. It’s just….” He didn’t let me finish. “You’re clean, right?” I nodded. With that, he backed right up onto my bare cock again commanding “Then breed me!” I knew he wanted my cum, and I was ashamed that my boy might see me like this, barefucking a stranger, who wasn’t even that sexy, but he did have a nice cock, which was just now flopping around underneath as I fucked him hard. “Give me your load, man.” He wanted it, so I gave it to him, slamming hard into him and shooting my load into his ass. As soon as I pulled out, he hunched down again and cleaned off my cock, which was covered in white globs of cum, certainly more than I had just offered him. I knew I had barebacked a cum-bucket. I felt so filthy, but it turned me on. He guided me in front of him, and bent me over the toilet, spreading my ass and licking my hole. I was pretty sure he was working globs of seed into my ass with each thrust of his tongue. He slapped his meat against my ass crack and I knew he wanted to fuck me raw. I stood up and turned around, trying to pull up my pants. “What the fuck man? You’re gonna load me up and not return the favor?” I shook my head. “Why? You got a wife and kids out there in the station wagon waiting for you?” I chuckled, knowing that my boy waiting in the car was as much of a cumdump as this stranger was. I had an idea… To be continued...
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I received a message on Growlr through a profile with no pictures. The message said that I was the hottest 'daddy' he ever saw. And wow, did he want to have sex with me. For most of us who use those apps, no picture = game player or picture-seeker, so I thought it was fake. He then explained how a month earlier he cruised me hard at the gas station where I regularly purchase gas, and that he knew me as a customer there and he lusted after me pretty hard. He named the right gas station, so I knew this person was for real. He added that a month ago, he decided to "up his flirting game" so as I pulled my car from my spot next to the station, he conveniently took out the trash, blocking my exit, forcing me to see him while he stared at me. After he explained this story on Growlr, I did remember a young guy doing this at my gas station. I also remembered thinking at the time 'What the fuck is your problem? Get your trash out of the way, bud'. He described himself as a twink, a tall twink, skinny and with wild hair. Intriguing. He hoped he might find me on Growlr, and while I was flattered, I didn't know about this guy. After all, he was straight-identified, 23, had a very serious girlfriend, worked at a gas station but tried to live as musician. But I dunno, he had sincerity on his side, and this friendliness too, so I met him after his gas station shift. He was handsome.tall and lanky, long hair pulled back, and with scruffy facial hair. Well, short and long. It was a weird combination. But inside this gruff hipster was this excited guy. His band was taking off. They had booked a tour of Europe, a bunch of mid-sized or smaller cities. Sounded sketchy, but he really believed it was going to happen. We ended up going to my place later and had a hot scene. He liked a daddy in control, so I stripped him and made him kneel before me while his 7.5 cut cock bounced straight out in front of him, dripping precum. He was excited. I sucked him off, made him lick my belly (which he loved), and he moaned and groaned in ways that made me know he was way into it. He fucked me, looking into my eyes. I was just beginning to bareback but not yet taking loads, so I had him pull out and I watched his face freeze and clench while he shot his giant load on my leg. He was shy immediately after. I drove him home after that. Shortly after that, he contacted me on Growlr to thank me for the experience and added he was off to Europe on tour and goodbye. He asked me to think of him as my 'Good boy'. (I realize this is a long setup to getting to sloppy raw sex. Sorry. Didn't mean for this to be a full story, but the creamy pay off is coming.) He contacted me a month ago. He was back in the states and had been living in my city for the past five months or so. He had gotten married, had a a baby, and his music career had taken off, that he had a record contract and was performing and recording music full time. (I guess he really did have a music tour in Europe!). Good for him. During our raunchier Growlr chats, he confessed that the first time he fucked me was the first time he had ever been with a man. He had never fucked a man. Not ever. I was shocked by this because of the way he role played so easily, and how very relaxed and into the sex he was. That day, I didn't have to talk him into fucking, he pounced. He really wanted to cream me, too. That was a big deal to him. I said it was a big deal to me, too. I wasn't taking loads when we first fooled around...but I was now. I asked him how many men he had fooled around with besides me. 'None', he replied. We played text-tag for three week. He had to work around the baby schedule, the band, his wife, all that shit. I work and have a life, I wasn't going to drop everything because a 23 year old happened to be free between 10:00 and 11:15 one morning. But this morning, he texted me, inviting me to get high and for the first time, I replied 'okay'. I had been thinking about his load and how much I wanted it. We had unfinished business. He was supposed to breed me that very first time he had sex with a man, but we didn't do it. It should have happened, but I was now ready to honor his seed. Got to his house, total mess, total "we're married and poor" situation but it was in a cool attic of an old home. Wooden floors, painted green (when you could see the actual floor) and a giant sloppy bed in front of big windows with cobwebs and broken slat blinds. He wore baggy clothes, even more lumberjack/hipster than before. Super skinny. We smoked his pot, which was good, and then it got quiet between us. Earlier that morning during our texts, he confessed he was nervous and unsure. He definitely wanted the sex and he wanted to blow his nuts in me. But he was nervous all the same. When things got quiet between us, I took the lead. I put my hand on his leg and said, "When we got together over a year ago, I made you pull out. I was new to barebacking. I hadn't taken men's loads my whole life and I was new to indulging my favorite, most intense fantasy. I made you pull your beautiful cock out of yer Dad...." He groaned. I said, "I won't be asking you to pull out today. Today, you empty your nuts inside your Dad. Is that what you want?" His lips opened and he tried to speak, but no words. His hips jerked, thrusting up into the air, thrusting at nothing. I took this as a yes. I made him kneel again, stripped him slowly until his skinny body and big dick were at right angles. He took off his baseball cap and he had long bushy hair in the front which I pulled behind his ear. I kissed him, something he did not want a year and a half ago. But he wanted it now. After the very wet kiss ended, I whispered into his mouth, "Was that the first time, you kissed a man?" He whispered, "Yes." I made out with him again and caressed his balls, already tight. I lowered myself to suck on his big dick, hard as stone, and bouncing in front of him. Leaking precum. I smeared some on my upper and lower lips and the made him kiss it off. I sucked his big cock until it was sloppy, but I cut the blow job short. His hard cock was quivering. His balls were tight against his body. I didn't think he'd last long on a proper blow job. I told him that we were gonna do doggy style this time and he nodded. He said, "I'm nervous." I kissed him and said, "Do you wanna shoot your load in Dad's hole?" He nodded against my chest. "Say it, son. Say you want to cum inside me." He mumbled out, "I wanna cum inside you." "Say it. C'mon. Tell me what you want." He looked me in the eye and said, "I wanna fuck you and then shoot inside you." I instructed him to get some lube. I took care of my own hole and he greased up his dick. I knew he would not necessarily be gentle...I mean, he'd be as gentle as I told him to be. But I figured he'd just try to pop his whole cock inside me in one jerky motion. Which he did. I slowed him down a bit, but not for long. It but about three or four tries before he was balls deep inside me, his hands wrapped around my pecs and he said, "Oh." I squeezed his dick and he moaned. We started fucking, both of us moving some to create the slow see-saw of fucking. It was wet inside me. I asked him how he liked that sensation, that wet gripping hole. "I love it," he said and he gasped. He lasted longer than I thought he would, I give him credit for that. He fucked me in slow, even strokes, I think just because he was enjoying the sensation of each long-ass grip. I said stuff like, "You gonna cum inside your dad today? Paint my insides white, son?" This would make him fuck harder and gasp out a 'yes, or 'yes, dad.' Pretty soon he said, "I'm gonna cum. Should I cum?" I said, "Plant your seed, son. Cum in me." This drove him over the edge and he fucked deeper a few times. After each thrust, he clenched his anus hard - I could feel it -- because it forced his cock to clench up inside my ass and squirt out more liquid. He gasped and gasped on top of me, his head on my back. At last he said, "Whoa," and pulled out. As soon as he was out of me, I was just a pot-smoking buddy. A pal. Someone who he invited over to smoke. I was out of the house within five or six minutes. He was still very friendly, asking me lots of polite questions about my life so he could get rid of me faster. We hugged before I left. He hit me up on Growler a few minutes ago to say how nervous he was and also that, "I liked it." I told him what he wanted and needed to hear. "You done good, son. I'm proud of you." As a P.S. to this story, my young buddy texted me on Growlr about 10 hours later, close to midnight, asking me if I would come back for a repeat.
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