sleepinghairydad: Dad asked me to give him a back rub. He had no idea I was gay and had lusted over
sleepinghairydad: Dad asked me to give him a back rub. He had no idea I was gay and had lusted over his muscled hairy body for years. This was like a gift from god, him face down with me having carte blanche to explore his body. Looking at him lying there face down, tighty whities clenched in his powerful butt made me swallow hard.I started at his shoulders, squeezing from his neck to his biceps then back again. Lucky he was face down because as soon as I touched him I got hard. I was sitting next to him on the bed squeezing back and forth. I spent extra time on his traps, working out the knots he got from constantly working out. I was engrossed in his back, rubbing his hairy muscles. His moans of pleasure and pain went back and forth and did nothing to ease my boner. I worked my way down his back, working on his lats - he moaned and clenched hard here. Then I did the middle of his back and his body relaxed again. I worked down his lower back and rubbed just above his butt. I was practically drooling being so close to his arse and had to stop myself from diving head first into it. I started to work my way back up, then dad said ‘sport do you think you could keep going down? my whole body has been pretty wrecked.’ I swallowed. ‘Sure, dad.’ I reversed course and went back to his lower back. I wasnt sure if he meant his butt but he hadn’t specified…and as long as I didn’t ask. I tested the waters. I rubbed his lower back more and let a couple of my strokes coast under his underwear. He didn’t move or say anything. I didn’t want to push it to the point he would stop me so I came on top of the sexy white fabric and started to work my way down. At this point it was just too awkward sitting on the side so I straddled his legs. I made sure to sit back far enough that he wouldn’t feel my boner pressing into him. Lucky there was room between his legs and it only occasionally grazed his inner thigh, which of course made it jump. As I was rubbing on his undies he made to say something then stopped. I paused, ‘what?’ nervous he would tell me off. he hesitated, ‘would it be too weird if I asked you to do under the undies?’ he hesitated again then added defensively, ‘it feels weird on top.’ I couldn’t answer, my throat had constricted. In response I gently started to pull his tight underwear down, as I dragged it lower he lifted his hips so I could get them over his junk. I pushed the undies down and over what I knew would be his cock and balls and down over his butt. I couldn’t help it, I inhaled sharply to which my dad chuckled but didn’t say anything. His butt was perfect. Two perfect halves, covered in a pelt of golden hair thicker in his crack. I wanted desperately to ease his cheeks apart and see his hole, see how far the hair went, but didn’t. Instead I started rubbing. I held one cheek in each hand and massaged. Soft at first then harder, squeezing them together and kneading each cheek. Dad was moaning in pain as I worked out the knots. I couldn’t stop myself, I squeezed them together then pulled them slightly apart. I did this again and again pulling further as I went. then i saw it, his tight puckered hole surrounding by swirls of the same thick golden hair. My tongue was out and it took all my willpower not to drop into it. I kept massaging, much longer than I had on any other part of his back. I didn’t want to stop but knew I had to. So I moved lower, shimmied down his legs and started squeezing his powerful thighs. This was fun too. and even moreso when I realised I could see a hint of his hairy ballsack squashed between his legs and between his torso and the bed. I rubbed his thighs up and close to his hole, my fingers grazing from close to his balls up back over his cheeks. He moaned, this time softer and with pleasure not pain. I kept rubbing and then moved down. I followed the lines of his legs all the way to his calves and squeezed every part of him I could grab. Then I had to go back. I worked my way back up, quickly making it back to his thighs. I continued rubbing close to his hole, getting closer with each rub, incorporating his butt back into it. Now dad was letting out a long slow moan. I was nervous and hornier than I’d ever been. ‘Anywhere you want me to focus more on?’ I asked, my voice croaky. Dad’s voice was constrained as well, ‘there is good’ he mumbled. I couldn’t believe my luck but I was ready to take it. I kept massaging and now was holding his cheeks apart for longer, studying the beautiful lines of his hole, the pattern of his hair. My head kept getting closer on each pass and I knew he must be feeling my breath on his arse, if not his actual hole. I kept rubbing, my thumbs now circling his hole, dad’s moans now mixed with deeper breaths. I couldn’t stop myself. I had tried, but it was too much. I rubbed my thumbs on top of his hole then pulled his arse cheeks apart. i did it. I lowered my head down and pushed my tongue onto his tight pink hole. Dad exhaled sharply then kept breathing deep. He didn’t stop me. I kept rubbing his cheeks and his thighs and tongued in and around his hole. I stuck my tongue as far in as I could, then swirled it around and around, having to remember to breath through my nose. I kept licking, rimming my dad. His body quivered as he whimpered. His hole was wet now, my spit soaking the hair around it and making it glisten. I never wanted to stop. I licked and whimpered into his hole then took a breath and kept rubbing. I circled with my index finger and applied a little pressure. His hole dilated a little and I pressed my advantage, sinking to the joint. Dad gasped and lifted a bit then relaxed back down. I slowly fingered my dad, in and out, in and out, pressing a little further in each time. As I got my whole finger in, I pulled it out and started using two. At this point it seemed like I had free rein so with my free hand I worked my pants down. My dad knew I was doing something but was preoccupied with the fingers up his arse. I pulled them out and rimmed him again, using that same hand to grab my quivering dick. He tasted a bit different now, more earthy and still delicious. I spit and drooled all over his hole, making it as wet as possible. The tension and the scent in the room was ripe now. I pulled back and straddled closer further up his thighs. Now I grabbed my dick in earnest and pulled a few times. I was about 6 inches, cut and a little over averagely thick. I held my dick straight and dragged it up and down his hairy crack. His breathing was deep and even. As I got to his hole I stopped. His breathing quickened a bit, but neither of us said anything. I pressed. His hole opened slightly under my pressure and admitted my head. Dad gasped in earnest now. I pushed in harder and he gasped again as 2 inches followed. The pressure on my dick was immense and I wasn’t sure how long I could last, let alone how much dick my dad could take. I slowly started pumping as far in as I could go, moaning into my dad, him moaning in response. It happened quickly, the build up had been too much. I pumped faster and without a word came. I gasped and whimpered as my orgasm took over me, my dad bucking himself back into me and gasping himself, I felt my first shot shoot further into my dad’s ass, and then the rest of my orgasm fill his hole. Dads body was quivering and from the pounding he gave the bed I knew he must have cum too. I lay on top of my dad, our sweaty bodies pressing together. My dick was still an inch or two up his ass, I could feel my cum leaking out. I lifted myself then slowly pulled my cock out, followed by a stream of white cum that trickled down onto his balls. Dad breathed deeply a few times before rolling over. I was right, there was a cum soaked patch right where he had lain. His thick uncut cock deflating, his pubes drenched with his hot daddy seed. We both breathed deeply and looked at each other. Dad laughed.‘Well, that was unexpected’ he said, I laughed in response, glad he didn’t seem to be angry. ‘Maybe I can return the favour another time?’ My eyes must have bugged out cause dad laughed. ‘Sure, dad, and if you ever need another back rub, don’t hesitate to ask.’ He laughed again as he rolled off the bed. -- source link