Colin is alone in his room and ready to jerk off to his favorite porn videos. Little does he realize, his dad has an important lesson to teach him about better ways he can pleasure himself. Colin has never thought of himself as gay or remotely interested in his dad, but when the offer is on, the thought of dad’s hot load on shooting on his chest is enough to make him cross the line into forbidden territory.
Taking My Dad’s Hot Load is a 4,500-word short story.
I love coming, especially the moment before I know I’m gonna shoot it all over myself. I love the way it’s hot as it hits me and my cock tingles with every spurt. Stroking myself now and feeling the pleasure stir, I’m already excited about doing it again.
I pull my boxers down a little, enough to free my cock and wrap my hand around it. I click to another video of a guy banging a girl bent over on hands and knees. This is one of my favorites. I fast forward to 12:34, when he moans and then pulls out, beating off and blasting his load all over her pussy.
I’m kind of grossed out by pussy, but it doesn’t matter. When I see all that hot cum shooting from a stiff cock I get so excited about doing it myself. The guy in the video groans as his load finishes off and now I’ve got my boxers slipped right down to my thighs. I’m stroking my cock with a tight fist and it’s getting darker red.
I get into the rhythm of it, groaning as the pleasure builds, clicking to different feeds. My cock is turning beet red and I’m gonna blow my load, but I hold it back a bit, drawing out the sensations more and more.
The vacuum stops. The low audio sounds twice as loud and I notice how cold the air in the room is on my bare torso.
I’m so close. I’m not stopping. Fuck it, Dad never comes into my room anyway.
I click back on the video of the guy coming on the girl’s pussy, then jerk fast and hard. I fixate on his dick, the way it pumps all the juice out, the way the cum drips down her thighs, the way the guy’s butt is strong and full of hair. Oh God, yeah, I’m gonna shoot my load now. Fuck, it’s gonna shoot so hard and feel so good. Ohhh…
“What’s going on?” Dad’s voice, from behind me.