Luring Roommate's Father
Once in a while, you embrace the disturbing thoughts and delight in the perplexity they bring. My name is Cameron, but my companions refer to me as Cam. It was Christmas time and I was in my second year of college. With everybody leaving for the holidays, I remained since my parents were vacationing in Europe. My roommate Shawn invited me to join him at his place for the break; I readily accepted. Shawn was heterosexual, knowing I was gay, and had observed me watching two men having sex on my phone one night. I suppose my earphones were very loud. Thus, we packed and when in transit for a few weeks due to the winter holidays. Shawn mentioned his family had a considerable dwelling, indicating there'd be enough room for me. He was anticipating both his older and younger sister would be home also.
When we arrived, his parents greeted us at the door to assist us with our belongings. They seemed to be the standard American parents, and they introduced themselves, "I'm Jan and this is Bob." Shawn's father extended his hand, thus, I gripped it firmly. I thanked them for permitting me to stay at their home over the break.
"Our pleasure, let's move inside where it's a bit warmer," Bob said cheerily. Their quarters were impressive, hardly a mansion yet filled with ample space to maneuver. Shawn led me upstairs, where there were five bedrooms. He ushered me into the guest room and I began to unpack.
His sisters presented themselves and I observed the familial resemblance. If I were straight, I'd undoubtedly be lusting after the older one. After a moment's quiet contemplation, Shawn informed them about my sexual orientation being not into girls.
"That's unfortunate. Well, get ready for dinner guys," they obliged. The evening was welcoming as we conversed more and learned about one another. Bob inquired, "So, Cam, are you seeing a lucky woman in college?"
"Cam's quite preoccupied with his classes and is not a social butterfly," Shawn interjected.
"Also, I work at the bookstore for some extra spendable funds, so that keeps me quite hectic," I commented as Bob nodded and proceeded with his meal.
I inspected Bob closely. He emitted a fatherly appeal. Then, pictures of me on my knees, under the dining table, and sucking his cock flashed in my head. I thought, This man would likely be a little forceful. I could witness someone like him behind an individual, violently thrusting into them all night long.
"Hey, you down there," asked Shawn. I eradicated the scandalous thoughts from my mind, clutching my plate, and aided in cleaning up the table. The rest of the night was mundane. We all socialized in the living room, watching TV and conversing softly. As we retired to our chambers for sleep, Shawn led me toward the laundry area, situated in the hallway leading to the bedrooms. Preparing for bed, I assigned a gym short and a tank top. I settled in bed and contemplated the affable family. The more I considered Bob, the more I felt attraction toward the older male. My mouth felt parched, so I quietly descended to the kitchen to secure a glass of water. The kitchen lights were on, and I noticed Bob at the counter relishing two Oreos.
"A little nightcap before bed, don't tell Jan," winked the senior man. I giggled and indicated by locking my lips. I opened the refrigerator and provocatively bent, arching my back and protruding my butt for a more enticing posture. I felt a bit devious psychologically testing the reaction.
I closed the refrigerator and said, "I'm just going to retrieve a bottle of water if that's okay."
"On the house tonight," Bob offered. I beamed, "Oh, I left my wallet upstairs. How about an I.O.U.?"
Bob chuckled, "Ah, it's fine. But that was a tempting offer." Randomly, episodes of college hookups I've had swamped my mind. There was the time I performed oral sex in the library stairwell after hours. There was also the occasion I was scoundreled in the backroom of the bookstore. And lastly, there was the instance I got inebriated and had intimacy with my philosophy professor at his house during a tutoring session. My erection displayed his observation.
"Uhm, I've dabbled in a few things, but nothing too serious," I responded uneasily, looking at Bob who seemed amused. I started thinking about how much I wished he would simply grab me and have his way with me on the kitchen floor or breakfast table.
I tried to shake off those thoughts as Bob quietly said, "You know, this is a safe place here, Cam. I'm here if you need anything." And with that, he gave me a pat on the shoulder and walked upstairs. As I looked down, I noticed that my cock was tenting up. I felt my face burn with embarrassment, but also with relief. As I went to bed, all I could think about was the way I wanted Bob to ravage me. I wanted him behind me, slamming hard, and then I wanted to clean up his manhood with my mouth.
The next morning, I went downstairs and saw Bob at the breakfast table enjoying a bowl of cereal. I grabbed my own bowl and sat down across from him as he joked, "Good morning, did you sleep well?"
I replied meekly, "Yes, sir."
Bob chuckled, "You don't need to call me sir unless you want to." I turned a tad red and imagined myself tied to a bed as he spanked me until I called him "sir." That caused my erection to return.
"Are you alright?" asked Bob.
I yawned, "Where's everyone else?"
He laughed, "They all went to visit Grandma. Shawn thought he'd let you avoid the boredom. So Cam, tell me about these 'interests' you've had in college."
I hesitantly joked, "Oh you mean, like the ultimate frisbee club?"
Bob gave me an knowing look that signaled, "I'm not stupid kid."
I took a deep breath and admitted, "I'm not interested in women. I'm interested in guys." He nodded, "Yeah, I figured that out. Have you and Shawn..."
I quickly interrupted, "No, sir! Shawn is very much into girls. And yes, I've hooked up with a few guys."
"Interesting," said Bob. "So you've done..."
I awkwardly answered, "Everything?" He nodded in understanding.
Bob smiled as he said, "Honestly, I'm just really curious about it. How does it all happen? What does it feel like?" That's when an in-depth conversation about my self-discovery and some of my experiences unfolded. He probed me with questions and for some reason, I felt comfortable sharing everything with him. I tried to describe how it felt to have a cock in my mouth for the first time and how much pain I felt the first time I did anal.
"Thank you for sharing that with me, Cam. I've always been fascinated by two men having sex," he admitted. "I've even seen a few videos." I noticed the garage door opening and Bob stood up to wash his bowl. I couldn't help but notice that his pajama pants were straining against his hard-on. I thought to myself, "Maybe Bob is interested in more than just watching men have sex." As the day progressed, I hung out with Shawn and his sister. We had some fun, but by dinner, his parents took us to an Italian restaurant. We indulged in salad and pasta. I excused myself to use the restroom. While taking my cock out, Bob entered and stood in the urinal next to me. As he whipped his dick out, I gave it a quick glance. It was a good size with some girth. No wonder he has three kids close in age. He started urinating before zipping back up. I thought about how it would feel to have his lips surrounding my cock. During the rest of the evening, my thoughts were consumed with fantasies of Bob making love to me.
I imagined myself sitting on his lap on the couch, slightly bouncing on his thick shaft. I desperately wanted him. I sped up my hand as my cock twitched, imagining Bob inside me. A light knock at the door interrupted me. I quickly became still. A shadowed figure walked in and appeared to be looking around. I assumed it was Bob. He got closer and I detected his aftershave. His heart raced. Was he coming to seduce me? Was he going to crawl into my bed and screw me while the rest of his family slept? I could feel him touching the comforter on my lower body. For a moment, I thought I felt a finger grazing my hard cock.
I laid there, motionless and taking deep breaths. The door softly shut and my eyes snapped open. Bob entered to grab something and caught sight of my body in all its nude glory. I quickly returned to masturbating. If only he had climbed into bed and shoved his dick in my mouth. I longed to taste his manhood and gulp down every drop of his cum. I orgasmed again and cleaned myself up, letting my thoughts wander about how to entice him into bed.
I woke up to a text alert on my phone. It was from Shawn, saying, "Hey, I'm taking my mom to the grocery store but I forgot to change over my laundry from the washer to the dryer, could you do it for me?" I stretched and got out of bed. Shawn's sisters walked past me, saying, "We're going for a run. See ya!" I smiled and waved as I began the task. Shawn's Dad appeared as he emerged from his room.
"This is quite the chore you've suddenly got, isn't it?" Bob remarked.
"Nah, I don't mind. Gotta contribute in some way to pay for this room and board, don't I?"
Bob inquired, "Hey, haven't I seen this situation elsewhere?"
I made an exaggerated motion, appearing to be stuck in the dryer, and said, "Oh, dear God! I think I've got myself stuck! I hope no one happens upon me and takes advantage!" Bob laughed and lightly nudged my ass with his foot. I actually waited to see if he'd do anything. Even wiggling my butt, anticipating what he might do.
He swatted it and said, "Alright, I've gotta head off to help out a friend with his lawn mower. We'll catch up later." I smiled, excited at the two times he'd touched my ass. Shawn arrived soon after, and we wrapped some gifts together and put them under the tree.
Shawn was pleased that I got along so well with his family and found them easy to be around. However, a part of me felt guilty at my intentions involving his father, but I couldn't deny the fact that it had been a while since I'd last sampled a bare cock. As everyone retired for the evening, I headed downstairs in hopes of finding Bob, only to find him missing.
In the dimly lit kitchen, with the lights still off, I opened the fridge, finding a lone bottle of water, alongside a beer. Someone else's arm reached in and took the beer. I felt Bob's body behind me.
"Did I startle you?" Bob asked as he opened his beer. I took a sip of water, fighting the desire to admit how I'd been fantasizing about him.
"A bit," I replied, noting the obvious bulge in his shorts.
He said, "I had a few beers and thought a couple more would be a nice way to finish my night. And now, bonus company." I gave a nervous grin as I took another sip of water, considering the possibility of making my move.
One voice in my head begged, "Don't do it. Don't tamper with Shawn's father. If he finds out, you'll lose a fantastic friend who's allowed you into his home." However, another voice whispered, "Fuck it. It'll happen now or later. He's clearly keen on exploring something out of the ordinary. Tell him to drop his trousers so you can feast on his cock."
Conflicted, my mind's debate continued. I'd finished the water and said, "So, uh, you mentioned watching a few videos of men. Did you enjoy it?"
Bob described, "At times, when me and Jan are experiencing dry spells, my thoughts often wander and seek out...other options. I'm entirely satisfied with my spouse, but sometimes I ponder, can a man offer superior oral sex than my wife? How different would it feel if I were to engage with another man? So, that's what runs through my mind during those video viewings." Noticing my gaze resting on his bulge, he said, "Now the two of you can have a bite of my meat." I slowly walked towards him, kneeling, and rubbed my cheek against his partially-covered dick. I felt him shudder at the sensation. I eased down his bathrobe bottoms, freeing his fantastic cock.
I slowly made my way over to my roommate's dad and gently placed a kiss on his shaft. I reassured him, "You can tell me to stop at any time." I wrapped my lips around the head of his big cock and started sucking. Sucking cock happens to be one of my specialties. I took him inch by inch, moving back and forth, savoring the moment. The scent of Old Spice soap filled my nostrils as I sucked on my roommate's dad's penis. I switched between sucking and kissing his manhood. I wanted him to enjoy it, to know I was doing a better job than his other girlfriend, Jan. With growing confidence, I sucked him a bit harder and faster. My head moved back and forth, eager for him to cum. Bob's hips bucked forward, meeting my pace. I held the base of his cock and then gave it my all. Bob's cock moved in and out of my mouth like a piston.
Bob then shouted, "I'm about to cum." So I kept going, sucking even harder. I felt him tense and warm cum hit the back of my throat. His cock slid out of my mouth, and I licked it clean.
I quickly returned to my room, stripped naked, and jumped into bed. I hurriedly touched myself, wanting to reach climax while the taste of Bob's cum still lingered in my mouth. It didn't take long before I experienced an orgasm, shooting my own cum all over my body. What had just happened last night? What had I done? And when could I do it again? After cleaning up, sleep quickly took over. Images of myself on my knees in the kitchen with a cock in my mouth played in my mind over and over again.
The following morning, Shawn woke me up for breakfast. The entire family was gathered around the table, including Bob. He joked, "Well, look who finally decided to join us?" I blushed and fixed myself a plate. The morning passed quickly and we all decided to head to the mall. We ended up splitting into two groups: the guys and the girls. Shawn and Bob went to look at sneakers and collectables. Shawn and a familiar face distracted him, leaving me alone with Bob.
Bob quietly said, "So...about last night. I have to admit, I think you're better than Jan." I blushed deeply at the compliment.
I couldn't hide my smile and answered, "Well, I've had quite a bit of practice in this area, and I take a lot of pride in my work. If we can find some privacy, maybe you can explore your other question?" Now it was Bob's turn to blush and smile.
As the day went on, we finished our last bit of holiday shopping and made our way home. I spent the rest of the day helping Shawn wrap his gifts and putting them under the tree. I showered thoroughly, making sure to cleanse myself head to toe. James and I had been close all day, but I secretly fantasized about Bob having his way with me. I longed for his large cock inside me.
Late at night, I went downstairs to get a cup of water. Sure enough, Bob was also seeking a drink. He suggested, "Let me show you something in the garage." I followed him, closing the garage door behind us. He led me to the far corner and whispered, "I can't stop thinking about you sucking my cock. I need more." He pulled down his pajamas and I got on my knees, eager and ready to satisfy him.
I took his cock in my mouth and started working on him. As his cock slid in and out, my tongue caressed it, feeling his veiny shaft pulsate with pleasure. I sucked his cock like my life depended on it. His hips bucked forward, thrusting into my mouth. I relaxed my jaw as much as possible to take his large cock. I stroked his shaft and moved my lips, making sure to give him the best blowjob he'd experienced. After a little while, he suggested, "I want to fuck you." I got on all fours and spread my ass apart. He applied some lube from his car's trunk, then entered me. He felt strong as he filled me. Bob grabbed my hips and began to slide back and forth, pushing into me with each thrust.
He whispered in my ear, "Daddy's going to take care of you," as he continued to fuck me from behind. I moaned softly as he grunted and pumped me full of his cum. He finally pulled his cock out of me. I brought us back into the house and crawled into bed.
"What feels better, Jan's pussy or your delicious ass?" asked Bob gruffly. I felt the head of his penis at my entrance. I relaxed and felt him nudge the tip of his cock inside me as he moaned into my neck. I pushed back, causing Bob to slide deeper into me. He exhaled, "wow, it's so tight. Your tight ass feels so fucking good. That's it...make Daddy feel good."
I steadied myself against the open trunk as Bob began working inside me. His large cock filled me, bringing pleasure from my overwhelmed butt. Bob pinched my nipple as his other hand reached down to stroke my hard cock. The man could multitask like nobody's business. With every thrust into me, a muffled moan escaped my lips. I didn't want anyone to hear us and potentially interfere with us.
"Omg, yes. Fuck me. Your fat cock feels so good inside me," I breathed softly, begging him for more.
"Tight little ass. Daddy likes it. I'm starting to love it." Bob moaned into my ear. He continued, "Do you like Daddy's cock in your ass? Who's ass does this belong to?"
I moaned, "Yours, Daddy. All yours. Fuck that ass. Cum inside it and make it yours." Bob leaned me forward a bit more and then grabbed my hips. He slammed into me like we only had one night left. His cock slid in and out of my hole as I quickly stroked my erect cock. The slapping sound of his hips hitting against my ass reverberated in the garage.
"Omg! Yes! Yes! More! Fuck me, Daddy! Fuck me! Omg!" I yelled.
"Fuck yeah! Slutty little ass! Take Daddy's cock! Omg you're a fine piece of ass," Bob grumbled, continuing to thrust his cock inside me. Then, he bent over and held onto me, grabbing my shoulders and asking, "Do you want it? You want Daddy's cum? You want Daddy's cum in your cute little ass?"
"Yes please! Please cum in my ass! Fill me! Please," I cried back. He held me tight, and I felt him explode inside me. We both fainted from exhaustion.
I felt his lips on my upper back but suddenly, the door to the house opened and we heard, "Honey, you out here?"
Bob hurriedly removed from me and said, "Uhhh...just grabbing the beer I forgot to bring in earlier." He held up the beer as he showed Jan. I slowly collapsed and turned towards Bob. His sperm-coated cock was presented to me. I took his semi-erect cock in my mouth to lick and clean it off. He nearly lost his footing.
"Oh, okay. Hurry and come back to bed," Jan said.
Bob called out, "Okay honey." The door closed as I was still on my knees, finishing the task at hand. Bob softly groaned as I licked up the last traces of his cum.
We both dressed and as I was about to leave, I whispered, "my door is always open at night." I winked and left. Bob cleaned up the mess and brought in the beer. The rest of the holiday break passed smoothly. I got to spend time with Shawn and his amazing family. Bob and I got to spend time together whenever we could sneak away or when everyone else left the house...like the time he snuck into my room when everyone else was sleeping so I could quietly suck his cock. Or the time Bob fucked me in the back of the car while Jan was in the grocery store and Bob found a secluded back lot. Or the time Bob fucked me in the bathroom at their grandma's family dinner.
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