Cory – 1
This is the first story about a man I met five years ago named Cory. This particular tale took place when I was 38 and Cory was 19.
My name is Dex. Dex is short for Dexter. I've always gone by Dex. It's easy to say and people don't ask about your laboratory or serial killings. I am a professional engineer and at the time this story takes place, I was 38 years old, 5'9", 145 lbs., brown hair, hazel eyes, and a closely trimmed brown goatee, smooth body, and a 6.5" thick curved cock.
I was living by myself in a condo I had purchased in my city's downtown area. I live in a college town and the downtown has always attracted me with its youthful energy and no shortage of things to do.
In my twenties, I had been almost exclusively a bottom. I had a twink body, a perky muscular butt and I loved taking it. As I progressed into my thirties, more and more guys would see my girthy cock and ask me to top them, which I usually obliged. As time went on, I became known as a top daddy even though I wasn't hairy or have a dad bod. One thing I had discovered I loved to do was role play, whether it be as a professor or a doctor or a step-dad, I really got turned on by acting out specific scenarios.
My profile on the sex app I was using at the time said "Role Play Dad Seeks Son." I accompanied this profile with a screen shot of a message I had gotten in the app from a bottom that said, "your beer can daddy cock was perfection." It didn't take long for the messages and taps to come in. More often than not, they just wanted to see a pic of my beer can cock, but hey, at least I was getting some attention.
One guy that messaged me simply said, "I'm Cory. I'm a 19 year-old top and I love to roleplay dad/son." I thought this was refreshing and started chatting with him on the app. It turned out he was very similar to me in looks, being 5'8", 135, brown hair, blue-green eyes, with a short trimmed beard and a 7.5" curved cock. The only real differences in our basic appearances were he was thinner through the core (his waist was 29" where mine was 31") and he had a little bit of dark chest hair where I was smooth and his dick was at least an inch longer, however not nearly as thick as mine. We even had the same upward curve to our erect cocks (think the amazon smile logo). The fact that he was exclusively a top didn't really bother me since I had been topping so much lately my ass was kinda hungry.
Cory and I agreed to do a video chat (unfortunately, a necessity due to the number of fake people on the app) and not only was he sexy as fuck, he was very easy to talk to and our conversations flowed smoothly. He indicated that dad/son was a huge turn-on for him and wanted to do the role play whether we were in a sexual situation or not. He wanted to become my "son" for all intents and purposes. I made sure I made it clear that I wasn't a sugar daddy and any realistic dad/son play would not be accompanied by dad paying the bills. He laughed and said "no problem, dad, I have funds."
I asked if he wanted to stop by my condo and he eagerly replied, "you bet, dad! I need to do some laundry so I'll bring that and use your machines." I silently chuckled at his commitment to the role. The idea of bringing laundry to do was definitely something a 19 year-old son would do. "Sure son, bring as many loads as you need." I hoped my double entendre would be understood and of course it was. "Ok dad, there will probably be a few loads before I'm done."
An hour later, Cory arrived at my door and wandered in wearing a t-shirt and sweatpants and carrying a big bag of laundry. He was very sexy in person, something that wasn't as apparent during the video call. He was very easy going in his mannerisms and had a ready smile that bordered on being a smirk or evil grin. "Glad you decided to stop by, son. Let's get that laundry started." I led him into the laundry room where he opened the washing machine and nonchalantly dumped the contents of the entire laundry bag in. "I was getting short on clean clothes," he commented with that same easy sexy grin.
"Looks that way," I replied, "apparently your only clean clothes are a t-shirt and sweatpants."
"Oh no, they're dirty too." He lifted the shirt over his head and slipped out of the sweats and threw them into the machine.
I'm not easily dumbfounded, especially since I was planning on having sex with the boy, but his casualness threw me for a bit of a loop. Now he was just standing there wearing only a white jockstrap. (And I will add he filled out the jockstrap very nicely.)
"Well at least you had a clean jock to wear," I commented, "looks like a good one." I ran my fingers along the inside edge of the jock's material as if inspecting it, letting my fingers briefly graze the equipment inside. "Yep, definitely a high quality jockstrap."
"Nope, it's dirty too." Cory put his thumbs in the elastic waistband of the jockstrap and pulled it down around his feet, bent over, picked it up, and tossed it in the machine with the rest of his clothes. His cock was hanging soft, but looked to me like it might be starting to plump a little.
I laughed. "Ok, well lets get the laundry started since you don't have anything else to add now." I added detergent and started the washing machine cycle. "You want to go hang out in the living room until the clothes are ready?"
"Lead the way, dad." And then he came up to me and put his arms around me. "By the way, sorry I didn't hug you hello, but I was holding all that laundry." I hugged him back. Fuck, he smelled good. I could feel my own cock start to react. I glanced down and was pretty sure his had started to add some length too.
We sat down on the couch in the living room next to each other. He said to me, "dad, I feel like you're a little bit overdressed." He was right. I unbuttoned my shirt and took it off and pulled off my pants and underwear so that I was in the same state of undress as he was.
"Wow, dad, you really are smooth." He ran his hand over my pecs, abs, and quads. "No hair on you except your pubes."
"And my pits," I replied, lifting my arms so he could see the tufts of dark hair growing there.
"Oh yeah, I forgot about those," he said. "Hey what about your ass? Any hair growing around your hole?"
"Hmm, I guess I'm not really sure. You'd have to let me know." With that I rose, turned, and got on my hands and knees on the couch with my ass facing him.
Cory gently spread my cheeks and ran his fingertips along my ass crack. My body tingled when his fingers lightly touched the outside of my hole. He continued lightly rubbing his fingers on my little pucker for a minute or so. "Dad, there are just a very few hairs growing back here, but not very much at all."
"Good to know," I said and turned around and sat back down. What greeted me was Cory's erection had grown immensely. His big curved cock was standing straight up against his abs. His dick was a darker brown flesh tone with shades of maroonish purple especially in his big mushroom head. "Well hello there, son."
"Like son, like father," Cory commented and pointed down at my own massive boner, rock hard, equally dark colored with the blood that was flowing through it. He reached down and took my cock in his left hand and his own in his right. "We have the same family dick, dad, with the curve, the big head, even the color looks the same. Yours is just so thick though!"
I took my turn feeling his cock in my right hand and my own in my left hand. He wasn't wrong they felt nearly identical. Mine was a little thicker but his was definitely longer. "You have at least an inch or two on me in length though, son. The kind of dick that hits a guy deep in his guts."
"I want to taste yours, dad."
I said sure and he bent over and licked the tip of my big cockhead before opening his mouth and taking a couple inches of it in. While he sucked up and down, his tongue explored all around my mushroom head, licking all the sensitive spots around the edge of the head.
"Fuck, you've done this before, son."
"Maybe once or twice, dad."
"Can I taste yours too?"
"Hmm, first let me taste that pretty dad pussy you were showing me a minute ago."
I got back in the same position I had been before on my hands and knees on the couch. I could feel Cory's hands spread my ass cheeks and soon I felt the wetness of his tongue flicking against my hole. Soon the tongue flicking became full licking followed by hungry kissing with his tongue penetrating me, exploring.
"You taste so amazing, dad."
"That feels amazing, son."
"You said something about wanting to taste my little dick?" He sat up and gave me a full view of his beautiful manhood, standing straight up against his torso. Small drips of precum had started forming on his head and were dripping on his abs. It was definitely not little.
I put my mouth on it and tasted the pre. It tasted salty, sweet, and beautiful. Slowly I lowered my head onto his cock, licking the shaft up and down while allowing his head to slide against the back of my throat.
"Holy fuck, dad, that feels so good."
I raised my head back up and looked him in the eyes. He had an anticipatory, excited, but slightly innocent look in his eyes.
"Cory?"
"Yeah dad?"
"I want you inside me. I want you to fuck me."
His eyes lit up even brighter, his grin widened. "We should definitely do that, dad."
I led him into the bedroom.
"What position do you want to try for our first time, son?"
He thought for a little while. "I think I want to do it standing up with you having one foot resting up on the bed."
An odd choice, I thought, but not a bad choice. In the past when I've gotten fucked standing up and lifted one of my foot onto something, it gave the top a better angle and gave me a better prostate pummeling.
I walked over to the nightstand, my big erection bobbing up and down in front of me, and pulled out a condom and handed it to him. I got a bottle of lube out of the drawer and put a little on my fingers and started rubbing it into my hole.
"Daa-aad, I'm clean, do I really have to use a condom?" I almost broke out laughing at this comment. It sounded like a teenager fake-whining about something his parent is making him do. And I guess that's exactly what it was.
"For tonight at least, Cory. Sometime soon, I'll get appointments for us to make a father/son trip to the clinic to get tested together. But for now ... wrap it." He didn't put up a fight. He tore open the condom and rolled it on and squirted some lube onto it. I turned around and put one leg up on the bed just like he asked.
"I'm so glad I found you, dad." He leaned in to whisper in my ear, his chest against my back, and there was that sexy scent again. I need to remember to ask him what cologne he wears. I could feel the head of his cock positioned against my hole.
"You ready for some cock from your son, dad?"
"Give it to me, son."
He pushed the head of his cock into me and wow, it had been a long time since I'd bottomed. There was the old familiar pain/pleasure of the initial entry and spreading the tight ring. He was a pretty gifted top and I was a pretty experienced bottom so it didn't take long before he had half is cock in me and had found a rhythm, pushing deeper with each stroke.
"You're pretty tight, dad. You sure you've bottomed before?"
"Just keep fucking me, Cory."
This boy has done this before I thought to myself. He is changing tempo and entry angle and working my little hole to maximize my pleasure. His hips swiveled with each thrust making sure his cock was hitting the interior wall of my internal passage. With each deeper thrust I was feeling the electric shock of my prostate being massaged. I could feel the precum leaking from my own cock.
After several minutes of fucking standing up, he said "hey dad, let's change things up and give you a little break." He lowered my foot and guided me down onto the bed and told me to turn over. "Lie on your back and hold your legs up in the air." I did as I was told which gave him an unobstructed view of the hole that he had so eagerly been fucking. I grabbed a pillow and pulled it under the small of my back, propping my ass up more for him.
He stood there, his long cock was so hard it was standing almost straight up. "God, I love dad pussy."
He positioned his rock hard cock at my asshole and said, "now we'll get your precum REALLY flowing," and pushed into me, deep with a single thrust and started fucking me hard. Long, fast strokes pummeling my guts and my prostate and he was right – my abs were getting soaked with my own precum.
He noticed the puddle too. "Damn, dad, that big ol' beer can cock is really leaking." He took ahold of it. "Lets see if we can't get it to shoot so your daddy ass muscles will milk my big son cock."
I was a little embarrassed because I was the dad. I was the experienced one. But at that moment I was putty in his hands. He wanted me to cum and there was very little I could do to stop myself. He stroked my cock in time with his deep thrusts and before long I was on the brink of orgasm. I was his bottom dad bitch.
"Oh man dad, the contractions are getting closer together. You are getting close." I'd never heard of the involuntary tightening of a bottom's ass muscles as "contractions" before but he wasn't wrong. My ass was squeezing and milking his big cock and he kept on thrusting deep into the tightening ring.
"Fuck son, I'm gonna cum." I barely got the words out and my load shot out in a series of bursts hitting myself on the chest, chin, and mouth.
"That's it daddy, fuck yeah, me tooooo." He stayed inside me and continued to pump his hips until his entire orgasm was complete. He rolled over onto his back beside me. "Dad, I'm going to so fucking love it here with you."
Then we heard a beeping sound. "Hey the laundry's done. Apparently, it takes the same amount of time to do one fast fuck as it does to wash an extra large load." He pulled the condom off his still-hard penis. "Speaking of large loads." He held it up for me to see. There was a significant amount of semen stretching out bottom of the rubber. "Time to put the load in the dryer and after that, put a second load in dad."
To be continued...
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