Gay Erotic Stories

My boy, Patrick and I spent the next several months enjoying each other’s company, both in and out of bed, quite frequently. When not having incredible sex, we spent a good amount of time together doing many other things a father and son would normally do together.

On a number of occasions, we talked about what Patrick should do with his life as he was getting more mature. His 29th birthday was coming up and he was still working a job in retail. He had recently been promoted to store manager of a high-end men’s clothing store. He was very proud of this achievement but, even he admitted this was not what he wanted to do with the rest of his life.

A few days after one conversation, he announced that he had enrolled back at school on a part-time basis. He would keep his retail management job but schedule his hours around his classes and, if things worked out right, it should only take him two or three semesters to complete his degree. He also talked about beginning to look for something more in line with his education.

I cautioned him not to take on too much too quickly but assured him I was very proud of the initiative he was showing. That night he stayed over at my place and we spent almost the entire night naked in front of the fireplace in my living room. I fondled his nine-inch cock and smooth balls as I rimmed his tight pink hole between episodes of hard fucking. The idea of fucking a college boy had me rock hard all night long.

A couple months later, Patrick was doing well at school, his marks were quite good and he was spending most of his time studying and keeping his assignments current. Unfortunately, that meant we didn’t get to spend a lot of time together, but I could not complain. He had set a goal for himself and was working to see it done.

His current semester would be ending soon and he was studying hard for his final exams. As he would have about three weeks before the next semester started, I decided that a short trip for the two of us would be fun and possibly take his mind off his studies for a short while. I met with a friend of mine who worked as a corporate travel agent and booked a week for two at a gay men’s resort in Florida.

When I received the confirmation of the bookings, I called Patrick and told him I had a surprise for him. We set a date for dinner on the day after his last final exam. Now he would be totally free and not have an excuse to not be able to join me.

We arranged to simply meet at the restaurant I had chosen for our date. It was a more upscale establishment and I told him that he should dress for the occasion. Patrick arrived just shortly after I did and the Maitre d’ escorted him to our table. He was dressed in a well fitted navy blue slim cut suit with an open-collar white shirt. He worked in men’s fashion and knew how to dress appropriately. The cut of the jacket accentuated his broad shoulders and narrow waist. The trousers fit nicely over his hips and firm round ass.

After he was seated, he ordered a cocktail “Whiskey, neat, please.” I smiled knowing how he had come to prefer my drink of choice. When the server brought his drink, I ordered for the two of us, not having looked at the menu. We were to dine on filet mignon with roast potatoes and steamed vegetables preceded by a simple salad for two.

Almost as soon as the server left the table, Patrick asked “So, what is my surprise?” The smile on his lips and the sparkle in his eyes was so bright, it seemed to light up the entire restaurant. I slowly reached into the breast pocket of my jacket and withdrew a folded piece of paper. Without a word, I slowly slid it across the table to him. It was a copy of the e-mail confirmation of our vacation reservation.

As he read it his eyes grew wide. “Daddy! You didn’t.” he exclaimed loudly. “You’ve been working so hard and we haven’t gotten to spend much time together. I thought this could make up for some that.” I explained. “I hope you can arrange the time from work.”

The salads arrived and he reluctantly set aside the e-mail so we could begin to enjoy our dinners. Dinner conversation was filled with questions about the trip, the resort and, what we would do while there. I gave vague responses and said we could make plans as the time grew nearer. I had a brochure about the resort as well as information about different events and attractions nearby but, I’d let him see all that after we got back to my place.

After dinner, I paid the cheque and we left to return to my place. He had already stated that he wanted to spend the night in my bed and I was more than happy to agree. When we walked in the door, I pushed him up against the wall beside the door and kissed him hard and long. It had been more than two weeks since we had been together. While I had not gone without any sex during that time, I was incredibly horny for my college boy.

As I kissed him, I grabbed at his crotch and felt his cock getting firmer. I forced my knee between his legs and lifted him to stand on his tip toes. I lifted his hands and, with one hand, held them against the wall above his head. I broke off the kiss and began to unbutton his jacket and shirt. “Daddy. I’ve missed you.” he stated through heavy breaths. I looked him directly in the eyes and smiled, silently letting him know he had been missed too.

I released his hands and stepped back, allowing Patrick to stand normally. He tried to reach out to me but I pushed his hands away and said “Strip Boy!” He blinked in surprise. It wasn’t often that our play was so dominant but, he enjoyed these times. He quickly removed his suit and shirt, neatly folding them and draping them over the arm of living room sofa. When he was down to his black socks and tight boxer briefs, I turned him around to face the wall. I pushed his face against the wall and made him push his round little ass out towards me. I felt his tight muscled cheeks and then down between them to grab his balls. “Until you go back to school, this is mine, Boy!” I whispered into his ear. “Yes, Daddy! Only yours, Daddy.” he eagerly replied.

I turned and walked into the living room and stood in front of the fireplace. “Come undress me.” I commanded. Patrick was immediately in front of me removing my jacket, shirt and trousers. He folded them and laid them on top of his clothes then he began to pull down my briefs to release my swollen cock.

As it came into view, he stared at it and licked his lips in anticipation. I placed my hands on his shoulders and pushed him to his knees. He pushed my briefs all the way down and I stepped out of them. He reached up and wrapped his hand around my balls and gently pulled down. He looked up at my face and asked “May I suck your cock, Daddy?”

“If you think you deserve it, then yes, Boy.” I responded. He stuck his tongue out and lapped at the head of my dick and along the sides of the shaft before sliding it across his tongue and down his throat. It felt so good a soft moan involuntarily escaped my lips. He massaged my cock with his throat muscles as I held his face hard against my groin. Allowing him to come up to breathe, he would use his tongue to massage the shaft and roll around the flared ridge of the head. I had to pull him off me as I was getting too close to coming and I wanted our play to last much longer. I sat on the edge of the sofa and kissed him hard once more.

I turned him around and pushed his face to the floor leaving his perky ass up in the air. I swatted each cheek hard and made him jump each time. I played with his hole rubbing my fingers across it and massaging the tight pucker. He reached back and pulled his cheeks apart, giving me easier access to his hole. I spit on it and used my thumb to force in the saliva. He made small groaning sounds as my thumb worked inside him.

Patrick began to hunch his back and work his ass further back onto my thumb. He was getting hotter and wanting more than just the digit. I got down on my knees behind him and began to lick at his ass. When I pulled my thumb free, I replaced it with the tip of my tongue and began to force as much of it inside him as possible. Being rimmed is one of Patrick’s favorite things. He reached back with one hand and pulled my face harder into his ass. As I lapped at his twitching hole, I slapped at his cheeks making them bright red.

“Daddy, please fuck me!” he begged.

“Yes Boy. Daddy wants to fuck you now.” I replied and moved up to place my swollen member against his waiting hole. His ass almost sucked my cock in he was so gaped out. I slid my cock head into him as he pushed back. Soon he was pressed against my crotch and his tunnel was spasming around my thick shaft. He held tight against me then slowly began to fuck himself. I just held still and let him do the work. “Fuck Boy! Your hole is so tight. This has been too long.” I panted out.

I had to stop him. He was just too hot. I rolled him over onto his back and held his legs in the air and drove my cock back into him. Now I was the one in control. I pounded his hole for several minutes then stopped again and just held him tight against me. I pulled back until just the tip of my cock was still in him. I leaned over him and looked him directly in the eyes. His hole was twitching on my head, like it was trying to suck me back in. His eyes had a pleading look. I thrust my hips forward and drove my cock in to the hilt. His eyes grew wide in shock but he smiled his enjoyment.

I fucked him for several more minutes and he played with his own cock, stroking it harder and faster as time went on. Soon I could feel his rectum begin to clutch and spasm along my shaft, the signs of Patrick’s pending orgasm. This sensation also works to bring me to climax. Quickly we were both breathing hard. Patrick cried out “Daddy, don’t stop. Fuck me. Fuck me.” And with that, he shot cum up across his stomach and chest. I kept fucking him as hard as I could and shot multiple volleys of cum deep into his bowels. As my orgasm subsided, I bent forward and rested my forehead against Patrick’s. Sweat dripped from the tip of my nose onto his face. He reached up and slowly pulled me down onto him making my cock pop out of his hole.

We laid on the floor holding each other for quite a while regaining our composure. I ran my hand over Patrick’s torso collecting his seed and fed it him. I enjoyed sampling it as well. Tasting it from his tongue in deep wet kisses. After about a half hour, we got up off the floor and went to clean our selves up. When done, we came back to the living room for a nightcap and a quick perusal of the holiday brochures. Then it was off to bed for a full night of blissful sleep and comfortable spooning with my hot college boy.