I have come a long way.
I was being fucked in the ass by my step-father in the shower. My back was against the wall and he held me by my hips. My legs were over his shoulders as he was ravaging my ass. His cock was making me go crazy as he kept rubbing it against my prostate.
I never knew that I could get this much pleasure from a man's cock. This was not just a man; I have known him for a long time. My own cock was hard from this incredible feeling. As he kept fucking me, I held him by his neck and pulled him closer to me.
I don't know what he thought of this gesture, but he kept on making me bounce on his cock. The reason I pulled him closer to me was because I wanted more sensation from this fucking. After getting closer to him, My cock was rubbing against his belly. After just 30 seconds, I shot my load which ended up in his chest and belly.
This made him more excited. He pushed me away from him and told me to get ready. Then he really started fucking me furiously. Even after cumming, I couldn't help myself but getting excited again. I started screaming stuff "Fuck me harder daddy", "Cum inside me."
As he was holding me against the wall, I couldn't help but feel a little helpless. I was completely at his mercy. This feeling of helplessness turned me on like nothing else. I trusted my daddy to take care of me and make me feel great.
Soon after telling me to get ready, daddy started grunting loudly. I could feel that he was going to shoot his load up my ass. He slowed down his motion and became quite rigid. After that, He started to pump his seed inside my ass.
As he let me down on my feet, I felt some of his cum dripping down from my ass. I looked at his chest and asked him if I could clean up his chest as I made such a mess there. He just smiled at me and said that he had some work to take care of. I guess he saw the disappointment in my eyes and told me that he would make it up to me later. Before leaving, he told me to clean myself up and take care of my body.
I knew that he wouldn't let me down and he must have a plan for the night.
Maybe I am getting ahead of myself. I should start from the beginning.
My mother got married to my stepfather when I was 12 years old. He has been like a real father to me since I never knew my biological father. Mom got really sick when I was 16. After fighting for her life for more than a year, she passed away.
Ever since that time, I have been living with my stepfather. I used to call him dad all the time. He also supported me all the way. He took care of my expenses and kept me well fed and happy.
He started working from home after my mothers' death. After finishing my school, I didn't want to go to any college. Basically because I wasn't smart enough to continue there. Even if I made it there, it was gonna be very costly and I didn't want to be any more of a burden to my dad.
After finishing school, I started working various types of jobs. I did all that to help out my father. I knew that it wasn't much, but it gave me a sense of accomplishment.
As I reached my 18th birthday, I had no idea what the future held for me.
I used to watch a lot of porn on the internet. From there, I figured out that I was gay. First of all, I liked the scenes where the camera concentrated on the girls face. The look they had while someone else was fucking them was amazing. These kinds of scenes always seemed to have me excited.
Secondly, the blowjob scenes were the ultimate sign for me about what I was. I could not stop myself from staring at the beautiful members of the porn actors. It always had me fascinated. I sometimes drooled at some hot blowjob scenes without even realizing it.
All these shenanigans escalated after becoming 18. My latest favorite types of porn was all kinds of compilations. I didn't know if my father knew about my sexuality or not. I also had a crush on my dad. I wanted my dad to notice me and my body.
I started snooping on my dad more and more over the days. Now I knew when he used to jerk off. He did it after 2 or 3 days. I didn't know what I was going to do and never thought anything of it.
I started wearing skimpy little clothes around the house. We were used to walking around the house in our shorts. I started wearing clothes that were too tight and left nothing to the imagination.
I also shaved my entire body. I didn't have too much body hair to begin with. Nevertheless, I shaved whatever hair there was.
I almost reached 19. I started to become desperate. I wanted him to have me, but I also wanted him to make the first move. My fantasy with him had me on the submissive role. I wanted him to dominate me.
By now, I was familiar with his routine. I knew his workout routines. I also knew when he was going to jack off. In my desperation, I used to masturbate when he was also masturbating in his room. It was nothing but just him grunting sometimes.
One day, while I was masturbating outside his room, I could not control myself. I ejaculated on his door and became terrified. I didn't know what to do at that point. I started panicking and then I just ran to my room. I just hoped that he wouldn't notice the cum.
Later that day, Everything went on as usual. My father didn't mention anything about the incident. I was quite shocked as I thought he would get angry. Maybe he thought that it was his own semen, who knows.
As my desperation increased, I found out about various ways to pleasure men from giving head. If I was gonna learn, I was gonna learn to be the best. I bought a dildo and started practicing to deepthroat. My throat was loosened in a few days and I didn't have any problem taking the entire 6 inch long dildo in my mouth.
Since he was taking ages to make any progress or take any hints, I thought that I had to do something drastic.
I decided that I was gonna have to initiate the relationship. After a couple of days, I figured out that he hasn't masturbated for a while. As a result, he was horny. I was gonna make my move at that night.
He went to bed after midnight. I was shaking with nervousness and excitement. "I was finally going to do something", I thought.
It was now or never. I heard movement in his room after a hour or so. I knew that he couldn't go to sleep. He must've gotten up to masturbate.
It was now or never for me. I opened his door with shaking hands. He was jacking off under the sheets. I crawled to his bed and put my hands under the sheets.
"What the hell do you think you are doing." He panicked.
"Please dad, Let me help you." I replied.
I was still shaking.
"What kind of help do you think you are doing."