Dads Love

My dad let's me fuck him when I'm horny. Which right now, is pretty much every day.
We live in a rural location, so when my mum passed and my dad had his accident, he needed me on the farm we own.

Only I got extremely horny and was frustrated I couldn't meet girls because of all the work needed.

Basically we spoke after he saw me masturbating, and I explained how much I wanted to experience sex. He told me immediately, if I needed sexual release I should ask him.

What I didn't know then, was before he met my mother, he was in a gay relationship.
They were 'brought' together at a summer fair when they were my age and year later I was born, after a hurried wedding.

The first time felt really awkward, as he released my cock from my work trousers. We were in the tractor shed and I'd mentioned I'd woken up with a stiffy.

As casual as you like he took my cock out, dropped down and sucked in my dick.
It was my first sexual interaction and it felt amazing.
He sucked every inch of my cock and even licked my balls too.

After a few minutes he released my cock, looked up at me and told me to fuck his mouth, letting me know he was used to it. I did as he asked holding his head and couldn't believe looking down at my father, I was actually fucking his mouth and throat.
But I wasn't going to stop, and was soon pumping my cum into his mouth.

Looking directly into my eyes, he swallowed my cum, licked his lips and smiled.

His first words afterwards were 'Right, let's get this plowing done'.

We spent the whole day plowing the bottom fields, then cleared up the equipment back in the shed.
Without me saying anything, he leant me against the tractor, took out my cock and blew me again. Only this time he gave me the blow job. Forcing my cock down his throat.

It was a much longer blow job and as I leaned back, all I could think about, was would he let me fuck him. In my mind all day thinking about what we'd done earlier, I'd already gotten past the i****t and gay things in my head. So the next step for the seventeen year old I was then, was I wanted to experience fucking him.
Once he'd sucked on my cock for a long time, taking me twice to near orgasm, he suddenly stopped. Standing up, he told me we should shower, then eat.

Leaving me with my cock bolt upright and me wanting to finish off a wonderful blow job, without turning round, my dad said "Don't masturbate".

Telling me to get in the shower, I was mixed up in my mind. I didn't understand why he'd sucked me then stopped. But when he joined me in the shower with his cock fully erect, I knew I wouldn't be just cleaning myself.

Our shower which my dad built, is a large walk in shower.
There's lots of room and a large shower head. It's the kind of shower you need when you're a farmer.

We washed each other as he stood right up to me. Once clean he began to soap up and stroke my cock. It was already hard from looking at his naked body and cock, and my hormones were going crazy.

My father asked me if I was comfortable with us being naked together, and then asked if I'd like to fuck him. He said it as matter as factly as that. My cock pulsed in his hand when he asked, so he knew before I answered what I'd say.

Turning around, he put his hands onto a grab rail, arched his back and offered up his hole. I didn't need to be told what to do. With my soaped up cock throbbing in my own hand, I guided it to his asshole and slowly entered my father.
We're both fairly muscular from the work we do, so our bodies looked amazing together as I began to fuck him. Holding onto his right shoulder and left hip, I thrust in deeper and deeper, until my balls were slapping against him.

He was moaning and groaning, but with pleasure, telling me to fuck him harder. So I did. Each thrust I watched entering him and loved how his arsehole felt surrounding my cock. I wanted to show him, to prove to my dad I was worthy of fucking him.
The moment he cried out, shocked me a little. I thought I'd hurt him as I was pounding his hole extremely hard, but I hadn't. My father had cum and he was shaking on my cock. His asshole tightened too, which in turn made me cum deep inside his hole.
Holding onto him as my balls drained, he turned his head and said "That was amazing. Next time I get to fuck you".
It's one phrase I will always remember.

Our evening meal was eaten in near silence, until I asked him if what we'd done was wrong. My father's reply was simple "Do you think loving me is wrong".

He was right. For us the physical part of our love for each other is only that, a part.
So when we took our shower the following evening, and he very slowly entered my fuckhole, it was him showing me the physical side of our beautiful relationship.

There was no feeling of right or wrong, just love.

It took me a few times to get used to him fucking me, but I was using his mouth and asshole daily by then. And when that moment finally arose where I ejaculated without touching myself, or having my father reach around a toss me off, I knew being fucked was just as pleasurable, as fucking.

Two years on and we have still have sex pretty much every day. One or other of us, is usually horny for sex, and my father only being thirty nine, he's still a very youthful looking virile man.

We both know we're clean and safe, and we both know what each other likes.
We're two men who enjoy cock, asshole and a willing mouth to give pleasure. It doesn't matter now whether it's in the shower, in his bed, or like yesterday down by the creek, where we flip flop fucked for an hour. We're extremely happy with our lives and the love we share.