Dad Comes to Stay with Me

This story contains adult consensual sex between father and son. It's not suitable for underage.

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P.S. Hope you cream your underwear as I did while writing.

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It was now about six years I moved out from my parents and had found a decent house by myself. It's a one-bedroom flat but I like it a lot. I love my life: I have a decent job which pays my bills and also manage to have a good amount of pocket money every month. I try to look after myself swimming once a week and gym at least twice a week.

My body is toned, proportionate and with the right amount of muscles showing.

Possibly the only thing missing is a partner but I always say to myself that even that will happen when it happens.

But things change.

One Saturday afternoon I am at home and unexpectedly the bell rings. I go to open the door, thinking it could be someone trying to sell me something but to my surprise it wasn't.

'Hi dad. What are you doing here?'

'It's your mother. We had a ferocious raw and she kicked me out. So I packed a few things and came here. Hope you don't mind Carl.'

"No, dad. You're always welcome here. Please come in make yourself at home.'

So dad gives me a big bear hug. He grabs his duffel bag and comes in.

'You've settled pretty nice in here. You've chosen well in a great part of town.'

'Yes, I like it here quite a lot.' Hesitantly I say: 'I am going to call mum to see what's going on and tell her you're here. Do you mind?'

'If you really have to. You know, once your mum has something in her mind it's hard to persuade her otherwise.'

'Let's see what I can do dad. Don't worry'

After a few rings mum answers. 'Hello?'

'Hi mum, it's me. How are you?'

'I'm fine. I know why you're calling. You can keep him, end of discussion. Sorry but I have to go...' and she hangs up on me.

'Guess what?' I say looking at my dad 'I don't know what happened there but she doesn't want to know anything about you.'

'That's no surprise. I told you so!' answers dad shrugging his shoulders.

'Well, you'd better behave here.' I chuckle back. 'You can stay here as long as you like dad. You know I don't mind. You can sleep on the sofa or share the bed with me.'

'The sofa is a bit too small for me so it's not an option. I don't want to wake up with a bad back, thank you. You will have to share the bed with your old pa, if you don't mind.'

The thought of sharing the bed with my dad is a bit weird for me. My bed has always been my place, private, where I sleep, wank, watch porn. So sharing it with him will be new for me.

I show dad the room and as I don't know how long he is staying, I free a couple of my drawers to make space for his stuff.

'You can put you things here. You don't need to live out of your bag.'

'Thank you for doing this Carl. It means a lot to me that I can count on you.'

'Dad, don't mention it.'

So I leave dad settling in my room and seat on the sofa to watch some telly. I flick through the channels to see if anything catches my fancy and finally settle on something.

After a few minutes dad shows up wearing just a baggy pair of boxers that wrap his round ass and don't leave much to the imagination at the front. Hair cover his chest and stomach and it goes down below the elastic of his underwear.

'Hope you don't mind I made myself comfortable. I prefer when it all breathes comfortably.' Says dad adjusting his balls.

I'm a bit taken back by the view and I blurt 'No of course.'

'Your mum never likes me walking like this at home. She says it's inappropriate and disgusting so she has me wearing a pair of shorts with them all the time.'

Dad goes to the fridge and looks for something. 'Fancy a beer?'

'Yes, there are some in the bottom compartment.'

So he opens two bottles, comes closer and he sits next to me on the sofa.

'Cheers!' he says clinking his bottle against mine.

'So dad. Can you tell me what's going on between you and mum? What happened that she is so furious with you?'

'Carl, your mother is a good woman but if you don't do things her way she could be a proper cow. It all started when she decided that your old room was going to be a gym for her to use and I really didn't mind that. But when I said that I want the basement to become my den, she went ballistic. She started asking why I needed that for, if I needed to watch porn, if I need to hide any magazines, why I needed to spend time there...Despite that I also went with her to help buying staff to redecorate the room the way she wanted and I even started to move your old bed down in the basement to make space. To that I don't know what went into her she thought I was going to sleep in it and spend more time by myself down there.'

'I didn't know any of this' I respond surprised.

Meanwhile dad talks, he keeps on adjusting and touching his dick. This makes my dick interested but I manage not to show it covering it with my shirt.

'Well this is just the tip of the iceberg. Have you noticed that I spend more time by myself and I have no friends anymore?' continues dad.

'I remember you used to spend time with uncle Jim and other friends of yours. I noticed that it suddenly stopped. What happened there?'

'You mum happened. She started saying I shouldn't see them anymore, they are bad people, that we all went to the strippers and prostitutes...And I swear, we never went out for more than a couple of hours a week because your mother said so and I never wanted to upset her and we never went to strippers or prostitutes. We were all married and faithful to our wives, why should we have done that? But your mother wasn't happy at all so I had to stop see them. So when I put my foot down and redecorated the basement, she went ballistic and threw me out.'

'Wow, dad. I am so sorry, I didn't know mum could be so controlling.'

'She makes me feel stifled and caged in my own home. I can't do this, I can't do that. You know we even sleep in separate beds because she wanted so. She said she can't bear to be with me when I sleep but she needs to be in the same room to check on me. That really started several years ago...'

'Don't worry dad. I think she will understand and appreciate you more, once she spends some time alone.' I put my hand on my dad's shoulder to comfort him.

'Thank you. It means a lot coming from you.' responds dad putting his hand on my knee and rubbing it.

As we keep on talking we open more beers and order pizza for dinner.

A few hours later after we talk more, I can see dad wants to stop the discussion.

'I feel a bit emotionally exhausted today.' says dad stretching his arms up above his head. 'I am going to bed. Do you mind?'

'Of course not. Actually I was thinking of hitting the sack myself.'

So after brushing teeth I go to the bedroom. I am a bit embarrassed and unsure about it all. Dad is already in bed. The sheet covers just below his dick leaving his thick furry brown chest is uncovered. 'Not sure which side do you prefer. Left or right? I don't mind.' dad says to me.

'I can take the right side close to the window, if you don't mind.'

'Sure. I move along.' In doing so he shows more of his dark pubes and I see his dick moving below the sheet.

I get undressed trying not to look to much at him there. I keep my underwear on, switch the lights off and climb in bed.

'I forgot to mention I sleep naked. Hope you don't mind.' admits dad.

'I usually do too but not being alone...' I say a bit nervous.

'I am your dad and have seen you naked when you were a child. No need to be prude with me. Being men I think we both know how a dick looks like, no?'

'Well if you don't mind...' So I remove my underwear and toss it away.

Being here, close to my dad and his hairy body makes my throat dry and no surprise there, I am hard as rock. And I think about what would happen if I touched him or if he touched me by mistake, what would I say or what would he say...

Dad suddenly says: 'You know, Carl, this means so much to me. I am repeating myself, I know, but talking to someone close to me, who knows me and understands me has been something that I missed for long time.' and he comes closer and holds me.

That hug is really unexpected and in releasing it dad bangs his hand against my raging erection.

'I think, you haven't wanked recently, have you? And yes, you are wet' chuckles dad.

'I'm sorry, dad I didn't mean to...'

'Hey stop it. I know sometimes things take over and you can't do things when you want to. As matter of fact I'm fucking horny myself' interrupts dad lowering the sheet and holding his cock.

I'm not sure if dad notices but the street light penetrates through the blinds and it is possible to see the shape of his dick. It's more than a handful, long and with a solid round head.

'I need to wank so bad and I know you want it too so go on, don't be shy, we are two men doing something natural.'

So despite my initial reluctance I pull the sheet down and we both start jerking off our cocks.

'Now I feel I can talk to you about things I could never tell you before.' says dad coyly and continues: 'Admittedly, it's not the first time I wank with guys. When I was much younger I used to to do it with a couple of friends. We used to compete for things such as who cums last, who shoots the furthest.'

As dad keeps on talking he wanks and his arm comes close to me so I feel the way he his arm goes up and down caring of his big dick.

'I bet you won all the time with a dick like that' I let slip.

'Yeah, you can say that.' says dad chuckling. 'You know I know you can see my dick and I can see yours too, don't you? I don't think you're small at all too...'

After what he says that I want to provoke him a bit, so I say 'You just wanked and nothing else?'

'Are you saying if anything else happened? Honestly no but at times I wonder. I mean women can be fickle, headaches, periods, no blow jobs and the rest...'

'They say that only a man knows how to pleasure a man...' I say eagerly.

'I've heard exactly the same thing and I wonder if it's true' responds dad maliciously.

'Now that you are talking about your experiences and we are talking about ourselves, I can tell you some of my experiences' I say shyly.

'Carl, you know, whatever you say remains with me as I hope you'll do the same.'

'Dad, please promise you won't think less of me.'

'I promise.' responds dad as he stops wanking for a second.

'When I was at uni I messed around with guys and girls but I think I prefer guys.' I reply.

'Does it mean you have sucked a dick before?' asks dad curious.

'Honestly yes and it's true that I a man can satisfy another more and better, I add.'

'You know that I have been high and dry for a while, so don't say something like that and...Now I understand the way you were looking at my dick when we were on the sofa. Your reaction at seeing me in boxers and especially when I adjusted my fucking cock. You want my big fucking dick, don't you? It's yours. Go and get it.' and while he says this dad turns towards me and starts wanking his dick very close to mine. Then he shoves his big dick in my wanking hand so my dick and his are now touching.

'Wow dad. That's a big juicy dick. I have never had one this big before.'

'And now my big fucking cock is in your hand.'

I'm holding dad's cock in my hand for the first time. This is the one dick I always craved and now it's mine. I squeeze it tight and some precum comes out. I collect it in my hand and put it in my mouth. It's salty and delicious, just like I imagined it to be. I collect some more and I put in dad's mouth. He voraciously lick it from my fingers.

Now dad comes all over me with his big body and kisses my neck, my mouth and my chest. I respond, hungry for his body, for his masculinity and his big cock. I grab is perfect ass, his legs, his back and I massage them willingly. With my legs I hold him.

'Now show me the skills you've learned sucking all those dicks' whispers dad in my ear.

I place myself between his legs and starting from the base of his balls I vigorously lick his sack, bouncing his balls up and down. Dad moans a bit and as he keep wanking his cock I remove his hand saying: 'You don't want to cum too soon. Leave it to me.'

Now I lick dad's thick shaft and with my stubble I caress to provoke different kind of sensation to his dick. I slowly edge towards the head but I have to resist as I want to give him a blow job to remember.

I hold his cock in my open hand and I go up and down on his shaft just like tasting an ice cream. His precum is running down an wantonly I slurp it.

'You know more tricks than I thought' moans dad and with that I tug his frenulum between my lips and pull gently.

'I have just started on it. Trust me.'

Now place myself on his dick and holding it with the tip of my tongue I lick the piss slit and the new precum coming out.

'How long are you making me wait?'

'I have waited for it long time so I need to enjoy it my way. The wait is work all the fucking time I wanked on your used underwear and the many times you've been teasing me grabbing your cock when we were alone in the past. Now it's mine to have.'

'If I knew you wanted my dick so bad I could have come alone to visit you more often.' responds dad between his moans.

I pull down what little foreskin left that is covering the head of the dick and slowly I put the dick in my mouth. And as I go down gently I keep on rubbing my tongue on his shaft. As I reach down and down, my nose is touching his hairy stomach sending dad to another level of arousal.

'You are the first one able to take my dick all the way in.' says dad holding the back of my head. 'You are really a good cocksucker.'

After a long sucking time I say: 'Now it's your turn. Show me what you can do to my fucking dick, dad.'

'I am not a pro like you but I should know how to pleasure a man.'

Starting from the head, dad slurps the precum abundantly dripping and then to work on my cock, first slowly up and down and then harder and harder making me moan this time.

'How does it feel being on the receiving end of it?' says dad wanking my dick.

'Are you sure it's your first time?' I reply teasing. And to that dad holds my balls with one hand and with the other keeps my cock tight and strokes it rubbing with his big fingers my foreskin so to pleasure me more. He goes back to it, sucking more and more avidly.

Suddenly he stops and says: 'I can't hold it anymore. I need to cum badly Carl, I am too horny and can't keep it in anymore' so he climbs over me and wanking his dick, he cums hard all-over mine covering it with plenty of thick, hot spunk.

I am fucking horny to the max myself, I use his cum as lubricant and I shoot hitting him, his dick and his stomach.

Dad comes close to my dick and start licking his cum off me and I place myself over his dick and I lick my own spunk off his.

We stop to kiss our mouths full of cum, me tasting of me and dad tasting of him.

My dad and I, together in my bed, covered in cum, at the beginning of the exploration of our bodies and of the future possibilities together.