I had gay sex with my dad

In the first 4 years of my life, I was mostly raised by a nanny and later, amazing gay sex my father, Marco. He slapped me in front of a cheering crowd.

In my junior high I was barely 5'6" and pounds. My Dad was my ideal man. You inherited her genes. However, with me he was very gentle. It's an understatement to say that my emotions are reeling right now. He had an imposing presence: At 6'3", he weighed pounds of pure muscle.

When I was around 8 I asked him what an orgasm was, and he explained it. He was a construction worker who was allowed to finish earlier than usual to care for me when I got back home from school. She died from a rare complication after delivering me.

I had sex with my Dad This happened last night and I'm confused, and a little disgusted, but excited at the same time. Frequently, I was picked on by other students and mocked for being a pretty sissy. Once I asked Dad how come I was so much tinier than him.

I, Leon, was a small guy. I rode him harder and faster, and his dick made my ass throb so much & I felt so sore but it was the best dick I've ever had. I looked blankly at the TV screen with Dad's member floating before my eyes. As I started junior high, Dad became a supervisor, and his job description, salary, and benefits improved.

I never knew my mother. Dad called me and said, "Leon, he slapped you once, so go ahead and hit him back any way you wish. GayDemon Gay Sex Stories Dad & Son Gay Dad & Son Sex Stories GayDemon's Stories: On this page you can find erotic fiction where you can read about Adult sons have sex with their dads (18+ yo).

Note: You can change font size, font face, and turn on dark mode by clicking the "A" icon tab in the Story Info Box. Please consider leaving feedback on issues you experience or suggest improvements. My dad was always very open about sex, and whenever I had questions he gave me answers.

When I was 12, I was old enough to stay alone at home, and Dad returned to a full time job. With my heart pounding like crazy, and my cock hardening, I rushed out and sat in the living room. All of a sudden, out of nowhere, Dad showed up. He looked at me with pity in his eyes and said, "Your mother, god bless her soul, was pretty, but also small.

Hearing my dad moan as we had sex is my favourite sound in the world, he sounds so hot and knowing I'm making him make those sounds makes me feel so good as a son. We cannot change it, but I can work with you to become more muscular and better prepared for the rough world.

I still recall one time a big brute from a class above harassed me for refusing to give him my ball before leaving school. Whenever I was with him, people moved away, scared shit of his stature. The girls saw me as one of them, and we used to chat and gossip much of the time.

Whether it was the reason or the result, I rarely associated with other boys and found refuge in the company of girls. He grabbed the bully's neck with his huge palm, looked at him and asked menacingly, "Hey moron, did this kid do something to you that you hit him?