Gay taboo story of seducing friend’s hot father: 2

Indian Gay Sex Story: Whore of my friend and his father: 1

Gay kinky story: After Harsh’s dad was done with me, I went to the shower and cleaned up. I was still sore and hurting all over after the intense fucking session with him. After I showered, I went and took a nap in Harsh’s room.

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When I woke up it was dark. I went out and saw Harsh and his dad having dinner. They asked me to join them. The atmosphere was normal. No one could have guessed that a couple of hours ago Harsh’s dad had brutally fucked me bareback in the storeroom.

My ass was still hurting a little. As we finished dinner, Harsh began to clear the plates. As soon as he left the room, his dad looked at me and smiled.

“How are you feeling?”

“Fine. A little in pain,” I said.

“I am sorry for that,” he said, then he lowered his voice, “It just that you are too sexy and I am unable to control myself around you. I so wish I could throw you over this table and fuck you right now.”

I blushed and looked at the door to see if Harsh had returned. “Maybe after your son has gone to sleep?” I asked slowly.

He shook his head. “No…too risky. Come to my room once Harsh starts snoring. I have other plans for you.” With that he got up and left the room.

I went with Harsh back to his room. We talked for a while but in my mind, I was waiting for him to fall asleep so I could go to his dad’s room. After a while, we slept off. I waited for a while. Soon enough he started snoring. I got up and went to the bathroom.

After doing my hair, I decided to go to his dad’s room. I left the room quietly. The house was dark. His dad’s room was on the other side. I tiptoed across the corridor and knocked on his dad’s door lightly. He opened the door a little and saw it was me. He motioned me to come in.

As soon as I entered, he shut the door and then turned to me. He pushed me against the wall and started kissing me. He had been drinking. I could taste the whiskey in his mouth. I kissed him back. He was being gentle, quite unlike the beast I had encountered earlier in the storeroom. He gently pushed his tongue into my mouth.

I held his head and pulled him in deeper for the kiss. He put his hands inside my t-shirt and squeezed my nipples. I moaned out while kissing him. He then lifted my t-shirt up and began licking one of my nipples while squeezing the other. I gasped loudly. His tongue was magic. He began to squeeze my nipples while sucking on them.

I began to shiver. After a while, he began to kiss me again. He traced my lips with his tongue while putting his hands in my shorts and squeezing my ass. He then held my ass and picked me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist and arms around his shoulders.

He carried me over to his bed and threw me on it. It was nice and soft. His room had large windows through which a gentle breeze was blowing in, making the curtains rise and fall. A wind chime was tinkling away softly.

He then got on top of me and began kissing me again. I began pulling his shirt off of him. He also pulled my t-shirt off and made me sit on his lap. There was a glass of whiskey by the bed. He took a sip of it and then kissed me, passing the whiskey to my mouth. It was cold. I kissed him over the whiskey.

It added to the kiss. Our tongues began playing with each other. He then took the ice cube out of the whiskey glass and rubbed it on my nipple. I arched my back and gasped loudly. He rubbed it down my body to my crotch. He then took the ice cube in his mouth and kissed me. It began to melt away in our mouths.

While all this, he put his hand into my shorts and began stroking my dick. I was hard and oozing precum. He lowered my shorts and pulled my dick out. Pulling the foreskin back, he rubbed his thumb on the head. I grabbed onto the sheets tightly. He then bent and licked the head of my dick, tasting my precum.

“Delicious,” he whispered. He began licking my shaft. I laid back amazed at his gentleness. He then pulled my shorts off and took my dick entirely in his wet warm mouth. He began taking my dick deep, rolling his tongue all over. I placed my hand on his head stroking his hair. He was moaning while sucking on me.

He then softly licked my balls, taking one of them in his mouth, sucking on it. I moaned loudly and looked down. He was looking at me while sucking on my ball, stroking my dick with his other hand.

He then got up and began kissing me again. “Are you ready?” he asked. I nodded. He then reached below the bed and took out a pair of handcuffs. Before I got a chance to think, he picked my arms up over my head and handcuffed them to the bedpost. Then he took out a ball gag and tied it to my mouth.

He got up from the bed and took off his pants and underwear. Again, reaching below the bed, he took out a box. He opened the box to reveal a dildo, at-least 8-9 inches big and black in color. Part of me was scared about what was going to happen next but part of me wanted it also.

He came on the bed and moved my legs apart. He then spat on his fingers and shoved them up my ass in one go. I flinched in pain. He pushed the finger further in opening up my hole. After fingering me for a while, he took out his fingers.

Then he took the dildo and rubbed it on my hole. I was genuinely getting scared now because it was so big. After a while, he pushed it into me. I began to whimper and thrash around. He pushed it in further. “The more you are in pain, the more I like it,” he said.

The dildo was halfway in. I was surprised my ass had opened up this much. It was paining beyond anything. He then bent and began sucking me while fucking me with the dildo. Tears rolled down the side of my eyes. I bit down hard on the ball-gag. I was in pain from the dildo fucking but also in pleasure from the blowjob. After a while, he took the dildo out.

As I lay there gasping, he put his dick into me roughly. Holding my legs apart, he began to pound me wildly. This time he was fucking me even harder. There was no love in it. It was like he wanted to hurt me, rip me apart. He would pull out and then push in again in one stroke.

Gay kinky story of wild fucking with friend’s dad

We were sweating profusely; the whole bed was wet. I couldn’t do anything. Just lie there tied up helpless while he ripped into my skinny body. The pleasure and pain were both too much. He reached down and began stroking my dick while fucking me.

After a few strokes, I came hard all over myself. My whole body shook and shivered. My orgasm caused him to release his load inside me. I felt his spurts of cum. Filling me up. He then took his dick out and came up to my face. Pulling off the ball-gag, he thrust his dick into my mouth.

“Clean it up,” he said while lighting up a cigarette. I licked his dick clean while he puffed away. He then bent and kissed me, giving me a taste of the smoke. “You’re the best sex I ever had,” he said.

After a while, he uncuffed me. We kissed for a while and then I went back to Harsh’s room. Harsh was still fast asleep. I lied down beside him and fell asleep, with his father’s cum still inside me.

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