1. On Holiday with My Dad Ch. 02


    Date: 5/9/2024, Categories: Gay Male, Author: byThisOldGuy 

    ... in and came back with beach towels and lotion.

There were two sunloungers and a day bed, which I let Dad have, as he's a bit taller than me.

We dropped our shorts and stretched out, pouring the last of the wine into our glasses.

This was a lovely way to spend the afternoon, relaxing in the warm Mediterranean sun. The view was pretty good too, not the view from the balcony, but my Dad's sexy body sprawled on the daybed next to me.

I think I might have been dozing, when my phone pinged with a Whatsapp.

I got up to look at it inside, away from the glare of the sun.

The message was from a friend, so I replied. He came back, obviously wanting to chat, but I cut it short, telling him I was in the middle of something.

When I came back out, Dad had turned over, lying face down on the daybed, his naked body glistening with a mixture of lotion and perspiration.

I stood there admiring his round, muscular arse cheeks. God, the man had a great arse, better than someone half his age.

I came up to the bed and ran my hand over them. They were firm and hot from the sun. He didn't stir, so I put a hand on each globe and massaged them for a bit, then parted his cheeks, so I could get a glimpse of his tempting pink hole.

He opened his legs to give me better access and I traced a finger lightly down his crack, which made him shiver.

I so wanted to get my tongue down there, but I didn't know how receptive he would be, then I thought that he could always tell me to ...
    ... stop if he didn't like it.

Holding his cheeks apart, I licked along his crack and probed his hole with the tip of my tongue. He tensed up, but I kept going, licking and probing, eating out his hole till he gave in and relaxed.

He tasted slightly spicy and salty, with just a hint of sun lotion and I breathed in the male smell coming off his body.

As I rimmed him, my hands were kneading his glutes and I could feel how much muscle he had there.

Muffled moaning sounds were coming from him, his face buried in the cushions, but a minute later, he raised his head.

"Do you want to fuck me, Ben?"

Of course I wanted to fuck him, but up to now, I hadn't been sure if he was up for that.

"Yeah, Dad, I want to be inside you."

My cock was already hard, with a trail of precum hanging from the tip. I always produce loads, something I seem to share with Dad.

I line up my shaft and press against his hole, but before I get any further, Dad raises a hand.

"Maybe take it easy, it's years since I've had a cock inside me."

I push slowly forward, not using my whole weight and manage to get the tip of my cock in, but his sphincter muscle is resisting.

I lean over and kiss along his spine to distract him, while I press my cock further in, till he gives way and inch by inch, I'm going deeper inside him, until my whole 7 inches is buried in his arse.

I lie still on top of him, so he can get used to me and when I think he's relaxed enough, I raise myself up and start ...
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