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My Dad, My Hero - Part 6 of 6
Return to DiscussionsWe got together to swim again later on in the week. And after everyone left, we removed our trunks as usual and swam some more laps. When it was time to get out. I loved that neither of us was shy around the other. We were as we had been when I was a child, showering in front of each other without a care in the world, without a bit of self-consciousness.
When we were both dressed, I moved toward him and gave him a big bear hug. He hugged me right back and then asked, "What was that for?"
"For being the best dad in the whole world, for being my hero."
"That's best compliment I could have ever hoped to hear".
"Well, I mean it. And not just because you happen to be the sexiest dad who ever lived."
"Well, shit, how the hell do I respond to that?"
"Just take the compliment."
He asked me to come back to the house afterwards. We got undressed and got in bed. He found another western on TV and we watched until we fell asleep. At some point, I woke up and turned the TV off. In the morning, I woke up and was spooning him. I tried to pull away, but he held onto me.
"I must say that having a hard dick between my ass cheeks is a first for me."
"Sorry, Dad, and I tried to pull away again."
"Nothing to be sorry about," he said and held me tighter. "What does it feel like to get fucked?"
"Whoa, Dad, what did you just say?"
"I asked you what it felt like to get fucked?"
"So, I'm not hearing things after all. Well, I think we should have this conversation face-to-face, don't you?"
He turned over and looked me in the eyes. We just stared at each other for the longest time. I guess he was waiting for me to speak.
"Well, I can tell you that with right person it feels amazing. Like nothing else on earth."
"I know what it feels like to fuck, but I've always wondered what it felt like on the receiving end."
"Are you asking me what I think you're asking me, Dad?"
"I think I am."
"Wow! I mean, you could knock me over with a feather."
"So how do we do this? I assume you're willing to teach me. Or is that asking too much of my only son? I mean, you're the only one I would want back there."
"I don't think I could ever refuse you anything, you know that. Were gonna need a few things though."
"You mean like condoms and lube? I have 'em right here." He reached over me, opened the side table drawer, and pulled out the supplies. Then he handed them to me.
"O.K., that was unexpected and a little exciting. I mean who expects their dad to have condoms and lube in their bedside table?!" He just shrugged. "O.K. You know once my cock is in your butt there's no turning back. Last chance to back out!"
"I'm sure. Now what do I do?"
"Well, I think it'll be easiest on you if you sit on my dick. The other ways can be more painful for a first timer. Why don't you put a rubber on me and then slather it with lube?" He did as instructed, and it was exciting. My Dad is gonna let me fuck him! I thought.
"Now hand me the lube and Ill get your hole ready. Climb on top of me. Just like that, yeah." He handed it to me and I put plenty on my fingers and reached through his legs, massaging it into his tight hole. First one digit opening him up and then a second. He was writhing and moaning. I could tell he was enjoying the finger fucking while we kissed.
"I think you're ready. What do you think?"
"Yes!" was all he could manage, he was so into it.
"O.K. Here it comes. I'm gonna lower you onto it." He let me take the lead and I was careful to not to go too fast. The last thing I wanted to do was hurt him. Slowly, I watched my rock-hard cock disappear into his tight, but soft, asshole. It felt amazing and it was my Dad's ass that I was going to fill!
When he was seated all the way on my lap, I asked, "Are you O.K.?"
"More than O.K. I'm surprisingly full, which is a new feeling for me. But I'm also totally turned on. Does that make sense?"
"Perfect sense."
"Feel my cock, Son. I don't think its ever been this hard.' I did and it was.
"Now, you can move whenever you feel like you're ready. Just don't come all the way off. It'll be better for both of us if my dick stays in. You can use those strong legs come up and let me do all the work or you can fuck yourself on my dick. Your choice."
"I think Id like to try both!"
"O.K. Well, I can pump your cock while you fuck yourself on mine." And with that he got started. I quickly grabbed his swollen cock and held on while he fucked himself. He seemed to be enjoying the ride and even closed his eyes, lost in the moment, throwing his head back.
He stopped suddenly on the upswing and looked at me. I took that to mean that he wanted me to take over now. So I began pounding his ass furiously and I could tell he liked that too!
"I'm getting close. Are you?" He asked.
"I can be right there with you in just a few more strokes. Feel free to let go." With that said, he did just that and I wasn't far behind him. As his jizz shot out of his cock, hitting me in the face and chest, I was shooting my load deep in his ass. He locked down on my shaft and I went completely nuts with each spasm, thrashing from side to side. When we were both completely spent, he collapsed on top of me and I held onto him for dear life. It took us awhile to recover, but we did eventually. He rolled off me and I removed the condom, tied it off and threw it on the floor. I was the first to speak, "So what do you think? Is it something you'd do again or was this enough to satisfy your curiosity?"
"It definitely satisfied my curiosity, but I don't know that I'd do it again. I mean I'm straight. At least I've always thought I was until recently anyway. I mean does this make me bisexual?'
'Why do we have a put labels on ourselves? I've always known that I was mostly gay even when I was dating girls. You've always dated women and now have had some gay sex with your son. Does that make you gay, bisexual or just bi-curious? Who cares?!"
"I hear what you're sayin' and I have to agree.'
"And by the way, you can get a dildo and fuck yourself on it anytime you want!" I offered.
"I might just do that," he commented with a soft chuckle.
"Shower?"
You bet. After you. I jumped out of bed and headed to the bathroom. Dad followed close behind.
"You really do have an amazing ass. I like to think I had something to do with that," he said as he grabbed my behind.
"Oh you did," I affirmed as I turned around and grabbed his ass right back.
"O.K. Enough playing grab-ass. The sooner we get cleaned up the sooner I can get my coffee."
"Aye, aye, Cap'n!" I shouted in my best pirate voice and saluted him.
We took a very short shower even though we lathered each other up. I spent extra time making sure his asshole was cleaned out. We dried off quickly and headed to the kitchen naked. I started the coffee while he started making breakfast. I loved how comfortable we were around each other now. Even more so than we had ever been before.
We still got together a couple of times a week for a nude swim at the Y. I even stayed over afterwards, but he never asked me to fuck him or suck him again and I didn't volunteer. I did buy him his very own dildo, but he just laughed and stuck it in the drawer with condoms and the lube.
Not too long after that, Dad met a woman and they started dating, taking things very slowly, of course. Then I met a wonderful guy and he moved in. Dad keeps me updated on his love life and I keep him abreast of the latest in mine. I probably overshare with the details, but I think he secretly likes hearing how my boyfriend fucks me and I fuck him. The positions and places I describe must really turn him on because he always gets a hard-on just from listening to my hot and heavy stories of man-on-man lovemaking. Dad is very happy with his fiance and I'm very happy with my lover.
Those times together will always be something special that we shared and that I'm sure neither of us will forget. When the four of us go out together, I always sit next to my dad and we probably touch each other too much but we don't care. I'm happy to say that we are probably the closest father and son either of us knows. And we always will be. After all, he may be my dad but he's also my hero.