On Holiday with My Dad Ch. 04 - Sex Stories

On Holiday with My Dad Ch. 04

... relaxed, so there was no problem penetrating his hole this time.

I pushed in as far as I could get and felt his muscles gripping my cock.

I began fucking his firm arse, my skin slapping against his skin and feeling my balls bang against his, as I thrust into his hole.

This was the second time I'd fucked my Dad and much as I liked being on the receiving end of his cock, this was just as hot for me, watching my erection disappear inside the pink of his arse hole, stretched by the thickness of my shaft.

I was pounding him so hard that the headboard started rattling in time to my thrusts, accompanied by the sounds he was making into the pillow.

I could feel the juice rising from my balls and knew I was going to blow any time soon.

One final slam into that muscled behind, sent my cum shooting up his back passage, making Dad cry out.

"Oh fuck yeah."

After a couple more spurts, I collapsed on top of him and lay there panting.

I stretched my arms in front of me, till I found his hands and interlaced my fingers with his, kissing his shoulder blade.

I gently thrust my still hard cock in and out of his hole a few times, so he grabbed it with his arse muscles, like he wanted to keep it there forever.

I don't think either of us wanted to move, but eventually we did and as I rolled off him, he turned his head looking like the cat that got the cream.

"You know what, I could get used to that, but only with you, my beautiful boy."

I didn't say ...

... anything, just leant forward and kissed him again, letting that tell him how I felt.

We lay close together for quite a while, not talking, till it was time to share the shower again and then we dressed in our new shorts for the evening.

I walked across to Dad and ran my fingers round the inside of his waistband, like Eduardo did, then cupped his package in my hand, giving it a light squeeze.

"You look smart and they seem to fit well in all the right places."

He pinned me to the wall and kissed me hard, then let go.

"You need to learn to have respect for your elders, young man."

Because of all the paella at lunchtime, a few tapas dishes were enough, with one glass of wine, albeit a large one, then creatures of habit, we walked up to Michaelangelo's.

We were surprised to find the place packed with guys standing everywhere there was a space.

The large TV on the wall was tuned to a channel, instead of the usual music videos that he normally showed.

Miguel explained it was the final of a popular TV talent show, that attracted a gay audience, which is why he was so busy.

We found a small space against the wall and put our drinks on the ledge behind us.

Dad stood behind me and wrapped his arms round my waist as we watched the programme with everyone else.

We didn't really understand what was happening, but we could see why it might be popular with gay men.

It was very colourful and camp, with an extremely handsome male host, wearing skin tight leather ...