I met Allan recently again after many years. We'd first met at university in 1950s! In fact we met in the toilets! I had just finished pissing when he came in and stood right next to me and pulled out his cock to piss. I just stood there shaking the last drops off mine and he reached over and wrapped his hand around my stiffening prong. "Not here!" I whispered, "It's not safe!" "Where?" He asked. "My place tonight!" Just then someone else came in, so we zipped up and walked out. I gave him my address and we agreed on a time. We saw each other regularly that year - my last at uni, his first!
It was good seeing him again. I knew that his mother had died but knew nothing about his father. "Your dad", I asked, "still alive?" "No. Died about ten years ago now! Tom and I were both with him when he died." Tom was his younger brother. "Just before he died, he looked up at Tom and me and asked 'Did you ever tell your mother?' We both said, 'No!' He just closed his eyes and died a few minutes later." I asked Allan what that meant and he told me the following story.
"I was about 13 years old when it started. My mother was away visiting her mother and had Tom with her. It was a summer evening and we were both wearing shorts and nothing else. Dad had already told me about sexual intercourse with mum, so I knew about that. We were sitting next to each other on the lounge when dad said, 'I want you to have a look at my cock, Al! You should see what a man's cock looks like when it's hard.' So he pulled down his shorts. I was surprised that he had no underpants on. His prick was already fairly stiff and the head was coming out of his foreskin. Tom and I had not been circumcised either at dad's request. As I watched it reached full erection. It was big. 'Do you put that into mum?' I asked. 'Yes! She loves it! Sometimes she screams. You might have heard her. But she loves it when I fuck her.' That was the first time I'd heard dad use 'fuck'. 'Sometimes she likes to suck it first'', he told me, as he pulled the foreskin down, exposing the head. My own cock was really hard by this and dad reached over and felt it through my shorts. 'That feels nice, Al', he said, 'Come on take your shorts off and show me.' With that we both stood up and removed our shorts.
Dad wrapped his hand around my prick and pulled me close to him. Then he put his arms on my shoulders and brought our bodies together. Our cocks were touching. I felt great! Here I was naked with my naked father, our cocks rubbing together, and I knew then that I wanted this to continue forever. I guess it was then that I knew for the first time that I was gay.
'Do you want to suck it, Al?' dad asked. Fuck! Did I want to suck it? Shit, man! I'd never though of anything like that, but I knew, then and there that that was exactly what I wanted to do! 'Yer, dad! Can I?' I whispered. He put his hands on my shoulders and forced me to my knees. There it was, my dad's fuck-pole, right in front of me. 'I won't hurt you, son!' dad said, 'Just open your mouth and wrap your lips around it.' I obeyed. The big, hard prong was in my mouth. 'That's it,' he whispered, 'Now suck it!' Extra-ordinary feelings invaded my whole body. Here I was with my dad's cock in my mouth. I'd never even dreamed that this would be possible. But I wanted it. I did my best. I can't remember much about it.
Dad very gently started to fuck my mouth. He was very gentle with me and did not force himself on me. I really wanted to please him. So I sucked and slurped on his prong as best I could. My own cock was like a poker. I'd never had a hard-on like it before. I was fully sexually aroused. I think we could have done anything that night and I would have enjoyed it.
Anyhow, after a while dad pulled his cock out of my mouth and, having pulled my up on to my feet, he pushed me back onto the lounge. Dad knelt between my legs and - shit, I still remember the thrill - he started to suck my prick. I'd never in my life till then had thought that anything like this could happen. He certainly knew what to do. He encouraged me, 'Fuck my mouth, son! Fuck it! Shove that man dick in! Oh! Yer! Go on! Fuck my mouth!' He encouraged. I was doing my best. I don't know why but suddenly I stood up and pushed my cock into dad's mouth as hard as I could. He groaned. It must have gone into his throat. Then I knew that I was about to cum. Dad sensed it too, he sat back on his legs. My cock slipped out of his mouth, waving about in the air till I grabbed it. Then it erupted. Thick, hot, cum spurted out of it. Dad opened his mouth and let the cum pour into it. At the same time he groaned and came and spurted his gism all over my legs. It was the best ejaculation I'd had till then and his was the biggest I'd ever seen.
Dad pulled me close to him and brought his mouth to mine. We started to kiss. I could taste my cum in his mouth. After a while we went and showered together. That night for the very first time I slept in his bed, my naked body beside his naked body. I knew then that this was what I wanted to happen for the rest of my life. But there was more to follow. (To be continued)
It was good seeing him again. I knew that his mother had died but knew nothing about his father. "Your dad", I asked, "still alive?" "No. Died about ten years ago now! Tom and I were both with him when he died." Tom was his younger brother. "Just before he died, he looked up at Tom and me and asked 'Did you ever tell your mother?' We both said, 'No!' He just closed his eyes and died a few minutes later." I asked Allan what that meant and he told me the following story.
"I was about 13 years old when it started. My mother was away visiting her mother and had Tom with her. It was a summer evening and we were both wearing shorts and nothing else. Dad had already told me about sexual intercourse with mum, so I knew about that. We were sitting next to each other on the lounge when dad said, 'I want you to have a look at my cock, Al! You should see what a man's cock looks like when it's hard.' So he pulled down his shorts. I was surprised that he had no underpants on. His prick was already fairly stiff and the head was coming out of his foreskin. Tom and I had not been circumcised either at dad's request. As I watched it reached full erection. It was big. 'Do you put that into mum?' I asked. 'Yes! She loves it! Sometimes she screams. You might have heard her. But she loves it when I fuck her.' That was the first time I'd heard dad use 'fuck'. 'Sometimes she likes to suck it first'', he told me, as he pulled the foreskin down, exposing the head. My own cock was really hard by this and dad reached over and felt it through my shorts. 'That feels nice, Al', he said, 'Come on take your shorts off and show me.' With that we both stood up and removed our shorts.
Dad wrapped his hand around my prick and pulled me close to him. Then he put his arms on my shoulders and brought our bodies together. Our cocks were touching. I felt great! Here I was naked with my naked father, our cocks rubbing together, and I knew then that I wanted this to continue forever. I guess it was then that I knew for the first time that I was gay.
'Do you want to suck it, Al?' dad asked. Fuck! Did I want to suck it? Shit, man! I'd never though of anything like that, but I knew, then and there that that was exactly what I wanted to do! 'Yer, dad! Can I?' I whispered. He put his hands on my shoulders and forced me to my knees. There it was, my dad's fuck-pole, right in front of me. 'I won't hurt you, son!' dad said, 'Just open your mouth and wrap your lips around it.' I obeyed. The big, hard prong was in my mouth. 'That's it,' he whispered, 'Now suck it!' Extra-ordinary feelings invaded my whole body. Here I was with my dad's cock in my mouth. I'd never even dreamed that this would be possible. But I wanted it. I did my best. I can't remember much about it.
Dad very gently started to fuck my mouth. He was very gentle with me and did not force himself on me. I really wanted to please him. So I sucked and slurped on his prong as best I could. My own cock was like a poker. I'd never had a hard-on like it before. I was fully sexually aroused. I think we could have done anything that night and I would have enjoyed it.
Anyhow, after a while dad pulled his cock out of my mouth and, having pulled my up on to my feet, he pushed me back onto the lounge. Dad knelt between my legs and - shit, I still remember the thrill - he started to suck my prick. I'd never in my life till then had thought that anything like this could happen. He certainly knew what to do. He encouraged me, 'Fuck my mouth, son! Fuck it! Shove that man dick in! Oh! Yer! Go on! Fuck my mouth!' He encouraged. I was doing my best. I don't know why but suddenly I stood up and pushed my cock into dad's mouth as hard as I could. He groaned. It must have gone into his throat. Then I knew that I was about to cum. Dad sensed it too, he sat back on his legs. My cock slipped out of his mouth, waving about in the air till I grabbed it. Then it erupted. Thick, hot, cum spurted out of it. Dad opened his mouth and let the cum pour into it. At the same time he groaned and came and spurted his gism all over my legs. It was the best ejaculation I'd had till then and his was the biggest I'd ever seen.
Dad pulled me close to him and brought his mouth to mine. We started to kiss. I could taste my cum in his mouth. After a while we went and showered together. That night for the very first time I slept in his bed, my naked body beside his naked body. I knew then that this was what I wanted to happen for the rest of my life. But there was more to follow. (To be continued)
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