Gay Male / 29
Suck the chrome off a bumper.
My parents divorced 3 years ago and my reserved, quiet, one-liner, seldom speaking, tensed-up dad experienced a metamorphosis into an amazingly charismatic, witty, relaxed, energetic man. My mom is still a very demanding, in-control, her way only women who I love, even though she treats me like I'm 5. I had no idea dad was so miserable until the divorce was over. It took about a year but slowly dad came out of his shell becoming my best friend.
I was 15 when dad confronted me about being gay and told me it was fine, as lone as I was happy and true to myself. However, if I began acting like a sissy he was going to beat me black and blue - every time I manifested any sissy characteristics. "Because you prefer sex with man doesn't mean you have to act like a female," is what he preached to me when we were alone.
We talk about anything and everything including his dates, and mine. We rate our dates sexual performance on a scale of 1 to 10 never getting into specifics - just an over all rating. I've met dad's dates and he has met some of the guys I date and knows my best gay and bi friends. Dad and I are sports enthusiasts attending every local professional game and those in nearby towns. We went to a game last Fall with 2 of my bi friends who are partners (no I have not had a 3 way with them). When we got to the hotel the reservations were screwed up so they had to share our room. That meant me and dad shared a bed and they shared the other bed. My dad thought nothing of dressing and undressing in front of them and when we went to bed, he said, "Boys, can ya wait until I'm snoring to get frisky and laughed."
After the game yesterday just as dad and I walked on each side of his truck someone called dad's name. 5 cars away was a man calling my dad's name and walking toward us. Dad met him in front of the middle car and they shook hands and exchanged a few words. The man motioned for the people with him as dad called to me. He introduced his wife and their neighbor and dad introduced me. We chatted about the game for a few minutes before we left he and dad agreed to call each other and have a beer. The man was a vendor who use to call on my dad all the time but got promoted to a new territory some 50 miles away.
Dad and I stopped at our favorite Italian restaurant where we ran into some other friends. It was my turn to be the designated driver so dad enjoyed his brews. As I pulled out of the parking lot on our way to dad's house he said, "Jimmy (the man I met at the game) can suck the chrome of a bumper." I said, "what did you say?" Dad said, "Jimmy can suck the chrome off the bumper of this F 150." I said, " how do you know?" Dad said, "I've not had a decent blow job since he got transferred." I said, "you let men suck your dick?" He said, "I've never had a women suck me as good as the worst blow job from a man." I asked. "how long has this been going on?" Dad said, "since I was a teenager."
My parents divorced 3 years ago and my reserved, quiet, one-liner, seldom speaking, tensed-up dad experienced a metamorphosis into an amazingly charismatic, witty, relaxed, energetic man. My mom is still a very demanding, in-control, her way only women who I love, even though she treats me like I'm 5. I had no idea dad was so miserable until the divorce was over. It took about a year but slowly dad came out of his shell becoming my best friend.
I was 15 when dad confronted me about being gay and told me it was fine, as lone as I was happy and true to myself. However, if I began acting like a sissy he was going to beat me black and blue - every time I manifested any sissy characteristics. "Because you prefer sex with man doesn't mean you have to act like a female," is what he preached to me when we were alone.
We talk about anything and everything including his dates, and mine. We rate our dates sexual performance on a scale of 1 to 10 never getting into specifics - just an over all rating. I've met dad's dates and he has met some of the guys I date and knows my best gay and bi friends. Dad and I are sports enthusiasts attending every local professional game and those in nearby towns. We went to a game last Fall with 2 of my bi friends who are partners (no I have not had a 3 way with them). When we got to the hotel the reservations were screwed up so they had to share our room. That meant me and dad shared a bed and they shared the other bed. My dad thought nothing of dressing and undressing in front of them and when we went to bed, he said, "Boys, can ya wait until I'm snoring to get frisky and laughed."
After the game yesterday just as dad and I walked on each side of his truck someone called dad's name. 5 cars away was a man calling my dad's name and walking toward us. Dad met him in front of the middle car and they shook hands and exchanged a few words. The man motioned for the people with him as dad called to me. He introduced his wife and their neighbor and dad introduced me. We chatted about the game for a few minutes before we left he and dad agreed to call each other and have a beer. The man was a vendor who use to call on my dad all the time but got promoted to a new territory some 50 miles away.
Dad and I stopped at our favorite Italian restaurant where we ran into some other friends. It was my turn to be the designated driver so dad enjoyed his brews. As I pulled out of the parking lot on our way to dad's house he said, "Jimmy (the man I met at the game) can suck the chrome of a bumper." I said, "what did you say?" Dad said, "Jimmy can suck the chrome off the bumper of this F 150." I said, " how do you know?" Dad said, "I've not had a decent blow job since he got transferred." I said, "you let men suck your dick?" He said, "I've never had a women suck me as good as the worst blow job from a man." I asked. "how long has this been going on?" Dad said, "since I was a teenager."
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