It was in the summer of 2010 when I sold my soul to the devil, literally.
The man in black introduced himself to me during a visit to an amusement park that I went to with my father and my twin brother, Alex. I had to step aside for just two minutes before bumping into a tall, black man with a mustache wearing a black coat. An extremely strong and attractive man.
I had just turned eighteen at the time, and on that particular day, I was feeling more aroused than I had ever felt throughout my entire youth.
- "I know exactly what you desire, boy," said the man in black.
I was startled by his sudden appearance.
- "What did you say?" I responded.
- "I know what you want to do with them. With your father and brother. Your head can't hide it, and neither can your cock."
My whole blood ran cold at that moment. It's not possible that he knew it. I hadn't really put it out of my mind for a while. But there was no way he could have known. I realized later that I was thinking exactly about my father and Alex as I walked alone through the park, my bulge already visible through my pants.
- "I don't know what you're talking about," I said, turning away.
- "Do you think your father would accept what's going through your head right now? Do you think he'd want to know that his son has such inappropriate and dirty desires as yours?"
He knew... At the time it was quite a shock, but I'd rather cut this part of the story short and explain to you what I was feeling at the time.
From a very early age, I discovered that I liked men. I'm sure my father was largely responsible for this early discovery.
Years ago we all lived together. We were an ordinary family, me, my parents and my twin brother. We were very close to each other and had an enviable family intimacy. Intimacy that allowed my father to shower with me and my brother frequently.
Showering with my father and brother meant only one thing to me: seeing my father's member. I was simply fascinated by that huge big dong that seemed to weigh a ton. At the time, his penis was twice the size of my head when it was still soft. It was always heavy and full of veins.
During one of our baths, my father explained to my brother and me what a penis was. That it was used to pee, and that ours would also grow and look like his. He probably imagined that my and my brother's interest in his dick was normal at first, the initial curiosity. Over time, however, something discouraged him from practicing our bath time together, and that was my exaggerated interest in his cock.
My father could clearly see that I couldn't take my eyes off his huge cock, full of veins and thick hair. And as a young boy, I began to get my first erections during our baths. He also explained to me at first that it was normal, but what ended our practice was after my parents' divorce. It was a difficult time for the whole family and it was only later that Alex and I found out the reason for the divorce. But it happened.
We started living with my mother and visiting my father at weekends.
Alex and I still had a very close but common twin-brother relationship, without any kind of debauchery. However, at that time I was already developing my sexuality, which started early and quickly got out of hand. I would lock myself in the bathroom for hours every day at that time. I would jerk off like an uncontrolled animal.
It was shortly after my parents broke up that my brother and I got our first cell phones. My mother probably regretted giving them to us so early, I can't say for sure, but perhaps she was suspicious of the use I was putting the gift to? Pornography, relentlessly.
I watched so much porn at that time that I can't even measure it. I visited different sites, all categories, and discovered more about the world of sex every day. Gay porn, straight porn, transvestites, hentai, ropes, cum, spit, piss, orgies.
I spent a large part of that childhood period wanking like an uncontrollable addiction. But what clearly interested me the most, despite all the categories. Dicks. I was a boy obsessed with dicks. All kinds of cocks appealed to me, the bigger and more enormous the better.
Then something happened during our baths together with my father and brother.
Alex and I went to my father's house for the weekend. It was a nice, quiet weekend. We played ball, went to the arcade. We had lunch out.
But at the end of the day, my father summoned Alex and me to relive the custom between men, our sacred bath.
We didn't even think of refusing, so we took off our clothes and got under the shower naked, taking turns with the hot water.
My father was clearly down at the time. It had been a year since his divorce, but you could see the loneliness in his eyes.
At that moment, however, my father's eyes were not my focus.
A very well preserved forty-year-old. A strong, well-toned body. Tanned skin. He had worked out as a bricklayer in the sun practically all his life.
His large breasts were full of hair and he had fat nipples. His paunchy belly was also very hairy. His thighs were as thick as cannons and his ass was perfectly round and big.
But there he was, the star of the show.
The biggest cock I believe I've ever seen.
The one responsible for my premature and relentless desire.
At the time, I was still a virgin and had never even seen a cock in person, apart from my father's and brother's. Alex's cock was exactly the same size as mine, still small, around 6 inches.
However, no porn actor I'd ever seen in porn movies at the time could even come close to the monument that was Dad's meat.
Today I can give more precise information about my father's member.
It was no less than 30 centimeters long, heavy and covered in hair. With two full, heavy balls that looked more like golf balls hanging from that wrinkled, hairy bag.
There I was, naughtier than before, discreetly watching Dad's cock during the shower. It was so close to my face that I could smell it. Every now and then I noticed my brother watching me as I stared at Dad's cock, but we both looked away.
However, from admiring my father's cock so much while the hot water ran down my back and into my buttocks, some hormonal daydream made me feel something for the first time, not in front of me, but behind me. While I was soaping myself up, I ended up running my fingers over my tight, virgin boy ass.
I can't describe it, but simply touching my tight little anus next to that third that Dad called a penis sent me into a momentary trance that made it impossible for me to notice my cock growing as I circled the edges of my little hole with my fingers.
Little by little, I gave in to this extraordinary sensation. I could smell my father's cock as I slid my little fingers into my virgin asshole.
The sensation was so intense that I began to smile and let out small, thin moans as I explored my own ass with my fingers. I felt like I was floating as the water hit my body.
I was rescued from my trance only by the sight that I never thought I would see in person.
When I opened my eyes for a moment, I saw Dad's cock in all its glory. The member had abandoned its soft, dangling appearance and now gave way to a delicious, magnificent, half-pumped, throbbing cock.
The sight was an immediate shock and awe, so much so that I withdrew the fingers that were caressing my ass and looked directly at my father.
We were both in shock when our eyes met. Me for realizing that I had gone overboard and made my anal massage obvious, and him for realizing that I had noticed his unexpected erection before he had.
Almost instantly we both turned away in shame. He clearly embarrassed tried to hide the object of my desire quickly, then turned off the shower and grabbed the towel to cover his privates.
We never spoke about it.
And we haven't showered together since.
Until the summer when, at the age of eighteen, I met the man in black.
Before I talk about the man in the park, I have one more story to put you in context.
To this day I'm not sure if my father's erection at the time was the result of a momentary reverie when he saw me stimulating my anus with my fingers. After all, he was divorced and had probably been alone for a long time, so maybe the scene had involuntarily turned him on.
Or maybe there really was something there. Some secret, forbidden desire that was aroused when least expected. He was aroused by the sight of my pleasured face, feeling my little fingers massaging my intimate area, my little hole, so young but already ready to house the sacred male liquid. The juice of life. At that moment, perhaps my father already knew how much I wanted to swallow cum out of my ass.
Well, I never found out for sure which was the case. But I can assure you that that was by no means the last time I saw Dad's member hard in all its glory.
But that day changed my life forever.
Watching men and women fucking in all kinds of ways in porn movies had clearly already made fantasies run through my young mind.
I fantasized about different men and their big cocks just for me.
But after that day in the shower with my father and brother Alex, a new desire was born in me. A desire that grew over the years, like a plant.
