Over the next 3 weeks, I saw dad’s mood improve significantly. Helped in part by the suggestion that being able to wear less clothes at home was freeing, and also because he wasn’t hungover 3-4 nights a week.
He had approached Aaron about working out and the two of them had been going to the gym in the
Morning, meaning that Aaron was no longer the only person awake with me int he mornings. The change in routine had prompted me to join as well, as after 3 days of not getting my morning blow job, I was getting a little bit cranky.
I resolved this by implanting the suggestion that after the gym, dad would come home and masturbate until he heard the upstairs toilet flush, and then get ready for the day whether he had cum or not. I knew mom used the downstairs one, so it would only flush if Aaron or myself used it.
This meant that I got my morning blow jobs back and prevented revealing the truth to dad. For now at least.
The three of us now spent our mornings working up a sweat, and Dad had never insisted on using the gym showers. This meant that I got to spend time getting Aaron hooked on the scent of mean’s sweat, and even getting him to lick my sweat off during his morning jerk off sessions, before I made him swallow my load. My pure, innocent older brother was turning into quite the kinky depraved cocksucker, and I wasn’t finished with him yet.
While both Aaron and my dad were walking around the house shirtless, they hadn’t found the courage to take it further, so I took it a step further that night, by uploading new instructions into the entire families tapes.
I increased Sharon’s obliviousness to what was happening with us, allowing her to get lost in a creative whirlwind as she designed new clothing styles. I implanted the idea in Aaron’s mind that he should normalize any strange requests I made in front of our parents, and start to obey my requests via phone, or whenever we were at home, regardless of who was present.Then finally I made the biggest changes to Dad’s tape.
As I wasn’t sure if he had purchased a butt plug yet I implanted the idea that he would get random erections around me when he had one in, and that obeying any small requests or orders would also cause his dick to harden slightly. I then implanted the idea he should have pride in his body, and subtly show off to any men who expressed interest, and that he should enjoy being the object of desire. To get turned on by people looking and lusting over his body.
It was finally Saturday, and Mom had left for an interview at a local clothing store, leaving the rest of us to our own devices.I had already completed my homework for the week, so had spent most of the day gaming online after our morning gym session.
I had suggested we use the gym showers after but Dad had awkwardly said no, making some excuse about not bringing a towel before we headed home, making sure his gym bag was in front of him as we walked to the car.
This was strange as Sean, my dad, had not refused a single minor request in over two weeks, even approving an increase in my allowance. Not that I needed it.
As I came downstairs I saw Sean lying across the couch, shirtless but wearing cargo pants with a belt and his gym shoes. His time in the gym was just starting to show results, his arms and pecs starting to show some shape and size,
I decided to build up the situation with a few smaller requests, before pushing forward.
First I asked him to pass me the bowl of popcorn. Then I asked him if I could have a beer as well, which he reluctantly agreed to. I fetched him another one on the way back to the couch and casually mentioned he should drink it while it was still cold, and was surprised as he quickly gulped the entire can down.
As we continued watching the game, I casually mentioned how warm it was that evening, slowly kicking my shoes and sock off.
“Surely you must be feeling the heat as well, Dad?”
“Um, yeah, I guess I am.” Dad replied only half paying attention to me, slowly sliding his own shoes and socks off.
I waited a few minutes, the games pace building up as both sides played more aggressively, then with a surprise intercept, Sean’s favorite team landed a touchdown, causing him to jump up from the couch cheering and hollering. I jumped up as well, mimicking most of his enthusiasm as we both cheered, dad putting his strong arm around my shoulders and pulling me close to his side as he beamed widely at the television.
“Just one more touchdown, come on!” Dad hollered before he looked down and realized he had knocked my beer out of my hand during the commotion. His cargo pants wet down the length of his right leg and shirt and shorts wet down the front as well..
“Aw, damn. Its almost over, I don’t wanna change.”
Still laughing a little, I took my chance.
“Then don’t. I know you haven’t been skipping leg day, and I don’t mind us sitting in our underwear.”
I smirked, whipping my wet shirt off and dropping my shorts to reveal my plain white jockstrap, the pouch looking quite full due to my barely controlled semi within.
I sat down as if nothing had happened before returning my eyes to the screen, seeing in my peripheral vision my dad was scratching his stomach by his waistline. Still hesitant to take the next step.
The crowds cheering got louder again as the next play started, and I took the moment to pressure dad further.
“Come on, hurry up so we can watch the rest of the game dad!”
Spurred into action he undid his belt buckle, dropping the shorts down as we watched the game more intently. Dad’s team had almost scored another touchdown but were intercepted, causing dad to swear loudly, he was clearly intent on his team scoring this next touchdown before the clock ran out.
“Hey Dad.” I asked, neither of us turning our attention away from the game.
“Yeah Chris.”
“Your team has a 12 point lead, why does it matter if they score another touchdown? Tell me the truth.”
This caused dad to look at me directly, clearly caught off guard as I returned his gaze, waiting his reply. I could see his breathing was a little rapid, looking like a deer caught in the head lights.
“Take a few deep breathes dad. It’s OK.”
Watching dad take a few deep breaths in, I could see his shoulders relax, his frown easing as the happiness of following even small commands helped ease him.
“Well, um- you see-, well.” He stumbled over his words before taking another couple of deep breathes at my urging. Then the full story came tumbling out.
“Chris, its no secret that I bet on the horse races and sports games. A lot. Well, I’ve cut back a lot, but I still bet every now and then, I’ve just been doing some research on the teams so if I place a bet, its not just a wild guess. Well, at the Chrysler factory, we have been running a sweepstakes for the teams, and in 3 more minutes unless there’s a miracle for the other team, I’ve won the $1200. Except it’s not really mine unless they score another touchdown as I knew it was a one sided game, so I bet the money before I even had it on the final scores. My team hasn’t won a game by 18 points or more in three seasons, but I know that the other teams had three of their players attending a bachelor party the night before, and their wide receiver is still not playing at 100% due to a healing ankle injury so I bet the full $1200. So if they land the touchdown and the conversion, the bookies will be paying out twelve to the dollar, which means I can pay off some old gambling debts, pay off the car and clear my credit cards. After that its really just the mortgage weighing us down but we have been keeping on top of our payments so no stress there.”
I stared wide eyed for a moment as I took in everything dad had just said, my mind turning the numbers over in my head.
“So if they land a touchdown and score the next kick, you clear about 14 grand money you owe different people.”
“Well yeah, but more importantly. We won’t have to live paycheck to paycheck for the first time since Gary-” Dad paused, looking down as the words caught in his throat.
Another few deep breaths before he looked me in the eyes again, his shoulder sagging slightly.
“I know I’ve been a shit dad these last few years, and I want to fix things. I just don’t know how.”
The television suddenly roared, both of us turning our heads to see the crowd cheering as dad’s team had just landed the touchdown. We both sat there stunned as the lined up for the kick, holding our breathes as the crowd went silent, the runner launching the ball with a well placed kick. It looked like it was going to curve off to the side and just miss the posts, but just skimmed though on the inside, the crowd cheering as dad was suddenly on his feet, hollering and hooting as the game came to an end.
I didn’t know quite what to do myself, the small seed of doubt in my mind now that dad had revealed his own inner demons was planted. Dad pulled me up, clapping me on the back as he cheered and laughed, his warm flesh pressing against my bare chest, hist sparse hair tickling me and making me feel warm and fuzzy. His hard cock pressing against my thigh, feeling red hot.
I looked down as dad let me go, grabbing his phone to call the bookies. He stood there chatting away with Gerald, the owner of the Century House as he they talked about how amazing dad’s bet was, right down to the final score. I just stood there, my own doubt suddenly fading as I stared at dad’s white striped boxer briefs. Two of the three buttons undone and spread open as his hard cock, laying to the side inside, pushed one side away. I could see the girthy shaft, vein pumped full of blood, and for a long few seconds, I drank in the sight, now resolved to get control of my father so I could play with his muscular body and thick cock whenever I wanted.
As dad hung up the phone he pulled me into a tight hug, his hard cock pressing against my own straining erection within my jockstrap. Suddenly pulling away, Dad stared down at his hard cock, straining against his boxers as rubbed the back of his head.
“Uh, sorry about that. The damn things been pestering me a lot lately.”
“It’s all right dad, nothing to be ashamed. Mine bugs me all the time too. You don’t have to hide it, especially since we are all getting more muscular at the gym. Gonna have lots of people drooling all over us.”
I struggled not to grin as I saw his cock twitch inside the encasing cotton fabric.
“Yeah, I guess so.” Dad replied hesitantly.
“In fact, why don’t you walk around in your underwear more like I do? I ain’t got nothing to be embarrassed about, and neither do you. It will give me more of an idea of the man I’m going to become”
“Well Chris, you already are a man- well, kind of. Your taking responsibility for yourself more, and pitching in around the house, I mean…”
Dad trailed off as I smiled, obviously not used to praising me and therefore struggling with his words.
“Well Thanks Dad. Maybe soon you’ll start looking at me like more of an equal worthy of respect.”
“Well yeah, you are definitely making a good effort…”
“Could you try for a little while and see how it goes?”
“Huh? Well… Yeah. I could give it a shot. I’ll just have to think about what that actually means around the house and stuff.”
“Great!”
Another twitch and the flared rim of his cock head slipped into view. We both looked down at his crotch before returning our gazes to each other.
The sound of the front door opening snapped us out of our silence.
Aaron had come home and quickly rushed upstairs without a single sideways glance into the living room, the shower starting a few moments later.
Dad took another deep breath before picking up his phone and discarded clothes and heading towards the stairs himself.
“I gotta put these in the laundry and then make a few calls. Chat with you more later?” He asked, turning so his partially exposed cock was again directly in front of me.
“Uh sure thing dad.” I nodded, watching the cotton boxer briefs hug his muscular ass as he slowly walked up the stairs.
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Now I was pretty worked up over all this, so I headed to my room and prepared to catch Aaron after his shower for another blow job. However my phone started dinging as one of my classmates, Michael from down the street was asking if I wanted to spend the night at his playing the new call of duty game.
I decided that it sounded like a good idea, and asked who else would be there, and he revealed that his parents were out of town, his older brother Jake would be playing with us, and supplying some beer on the down low provided we didn’t trash the place, along with Cory from our English class.
I grinned, knowing that Cory was gay and had been drooling over Micheal’s brother Jake for a few years. Michael had probably invited him to tease him, but also to get him to pay for the pizza and munchies for the night.
An evil grin spread across my face as I grabbed my recorder and got to work. These three weren’t lightweights but we tended to drink until we got tired when we hung out, so if I got them tired for another reason, I would have my chance.
Working away furiously I didn’t hear the shower turn off, so Aaron was already dressed when I caught him in the hallway, opening the door to the spare room, which dad had turned into his own private space.
As I approached Aaron from behind the door opened, and the two of us were given the full view of our dad naked, on the bed, his fist pumping his thick 8.5 Inch cock as his other hand slapped against the black base of what I knew was a butt plug.
“D-Dad?!?”
Aaron gasped out as Dad suddenly bolted upright, sitting on the edge of the bed, his hands trying in vain to cover his pulsing meat.
“Boys, what are you doing in here!” He replied, shame on his face as he sat on the edge of the bed.
“I-I-I came to ask if I could, could borrow the car to pick up everyone from my library study group!” Aaron gasped out, his mouth left wide open as he stood frozen, staring at our dad naked form.
“Well I came to ask if I could spend the night at Michael’s tonight, Dad.”
Dad sat there frozen for a few moments, trying to gather his thoughts, before he slowly stood up.
“I-I think the car keys are in my shorts here. He said bending over to fetch them, his large muscular cheeks spreading slightly to show the black square base of the toy inside his ass.
“Whats that in your butt dad?”
Aaron asked nervously, causing dad to jump up and spin around, one hand whipping around the back to cover his ass while the other, now with car keys in hand, completely failed to obscure his still rock hard erection.
“Its a butt plug, nothing to be worried or ashamed about bro.” I replied, causing both dad and Aaron to look at me in surprise.
“You know what this is!?!” Dad croaked out, his words caught in his throat as he realized I knew exactly what he was doing.
“Yeah, they help with strengthening your core and pelvic muscles, help improve your posture, and are also really good if your ass is constantly itching.” I replied casually, both of them still looking at me.
“Both of you, calm down and take a few deep breathes. This would only be embarrassing if someone from work or school found out, because they would assume the wrong reason for it. There’s nothing to be ashamed of happening here, just dad releasing some pent up tension…. ”
Both of them visibly relaxed as I continued talking.
“and I’m sure dad has a reason why he is using a butt plug. Don’t you dad?”
“Well I, uh, I put it in to stop this um, itching.” Dad’s hand went from behind his head to the back of his head, withering slightly under our gaze.
“I hope itchy bums don’t run in the family!” I replied with fake horror, pushing Aaron forward to collect the keys from dad’s hand.
Dad handed Aaron the keys and I could tell he was uncomfortable, squirming a bit on the spot as he dropped the keys into pocket.
“Aaron. Bro’, you are squirming quite a bit, your bum is itchy as well. Isn’t it? Itching and twitching more and more like crazy.”
Aaron squirmed a bit more as he looked me in the eyes, silently pleading for me to stop.
“It’s clearly torture for you. Wouldn’t you do anything to get the itching to stop?”
Aaron looked back and forth between dad and me, his hips quivering a bit as the itching got visibly worse and worse, until after a few long seconds he finally whispered a quiet “Yes.”
“Dad, did you get any spares that you could lend Aaron?”
A small sheepish grin spread over dad face as he stepped over to the drawers and whipped out a few different sizes.
“I didn’t know which size I would need, or that they could be used more than one time, so I bought a few.”
“I-I don’t want to put anything up my butt!” Aaron moaned as the squirming grew in intensity.
“Deep breathes and listen to me. There is nothing wrong with using one of these for medical reasons.” I said as I confidently stepped forward, still clothed only in my jockstrap.
“Dad. Why don’t you walk me through how to put one in.” I said picking a medium sized one up. “Is this the size you have in at the moment?”
“uh, yeah, the smaller ones didn’t help with the itching, but that’s the last one I have of that size.”
“Well, walk us through how to put it in. Aaron, I know the itching is horrible, but be quiet and pay close attention.”
I laid on the bed, my legs in the air as dad passed my a small bottle of clear fluid.
“Well, uh, first you put some of this lubricant on the plug and also on your ass.”
“Like this?” I said, drawing a generous dollop of lube on my fingers, before smearing it over the toy and rubbing it between my ass cheeks.
“Not, not quite son, you kinda have to, have to put some of the lube inside you.”
Dad replied sheepishly as I followed his instruction, sliding first one, then two lubricated fingers inside my ass, looking Aaron right in the eyes. I wanted to laugh at how shocked and disgusted he looked, but I kept my composure, knowing that I was playing a long game, and needed to break them both down a bit more.
I was thankful that I was versatile, although I had only been fucked by a two other teens, each sporting an age appropriate 4 inches, so when I tried to slide the slippery black silicone plug inside, I had to pause, taking a few deep breathes.
“Don’t force it in or it will hurt. Just apply gently but continuous pressure and focus on relaxing your body, the plug will then kinda slide itself in.” Dad replied his hands no longer covering his pulsing cock, as he stood there with his hands on his hips, his hard dick bobbing slightly with his heartbeat. The veins engorged with blood and his large balls drawn up close to his body. He was still right on the verge of cumming.
“Following his instructions I held the plug there with gently pressure, and took slow deep breathes as I tried to relax my ass. My lips parting and a long low moan escaping my lips as the plug suddenly moved, slowly drawn into my waiting hole, until the bulb was suddenly inside me, the flat square base outside stopping the toy sinking further inside me.
“Good job Chris!” Dad said, his hand clapping me on the back as I stood up. Clearly more comfortable about his nudity now.”
I beamed up at him before turning to Aaron.
“If you want the itching to stop you know your going to need to put one inside of you.”
“I know but I don’t really want to put anything up there, its wro-”
“Stop whining, its for a medical treatment, although I bet you would get hard with something like that up there because you only see the butt as something dirty or devious.”
Aaron’s jaw almost hit the floor, hearing the harsh criticism of his thought patterns.
"I’m right though, aren’t I? You are worried you will get hard while putting it in.”
“I’m not a, I wouldn’t, its just that, I CAN’T put something up there myself! I, I need to-”
“Well you obviously need it, so lie down on the bed, and me and dad will help you. It’s a good thing you just had a shower bro’.”
I replied smirking as Aaron hung his head in shame, before walking to the bed.
“Uh, son. You need to take your shorts off, but I recommend you take all your clothes off to avoid the lubricant staining them.”
Aaron looked wide eyed between me and dad, resigning himself when he saw my nod and sinister grin.
Shedding his clothes, Aaron laid on his back, reluctantly lifting his knees towards his chest.
Thrusting the bottle of lubricant and a plug that was two sizes larger then what me and dad were using in his hands, I said to dad. “I think you should put it in.”
Staring wide eyed at me for a moment, he reluctantly took the items, lubricating up both the toy and his fingers.
Placing a lubricated finger close against Aaron’s virgin rosebud, dad pushed forward gently, waiting patiently for Aaron’s ass muscles to relax and allow to digit to enter. However, after a couples of minutes of consistent pressure, Aaron’s ass failed to relax in the slightest. I figured his subconscious was clearly against what was happening, so I realized we would need to wear his mental barriers down before proceeding.
“Hey dad. Maybe his hole is tight, like our muscles get at after the gym.”
“Yeah, I think so Chris, but the plugs help to relax you once they are in for a while.”
“ If we can get it in.” Dad added sighing slightly.
“Remember how Aaron had to get his arms and back massaged after hurting his rotator cuff playing baseball two years ago? That worked very well. Didn’t it Aaron? ”
Dad looked at my brother as he meekly nodded yes, before applying more lubricant to his fingers, and placing his hand over Aaron’s butt cheek, started massaging his thumb around my big brothers pink hairless rosebud.
Aaron gasped at the strange sensation, his flaccid cock twitching slightly as dad continued to circle around my bro’s clenched ring.
For five long minutes, dad massaged Aaron’s ring, circling again and again, his palm squeezing and compressing Aaron’s muscular ass cheek underneath. My bro still whimpering, but less often, his breathing slowly becoming slow panting.
“That’s right bro’. Just melt right into it. Focus on that feeling. Around your hole. Does it feel better?”
“Yeah.” Aaron moaned, his cock lengthening suddenly into a semi.
“Focus on his hole dad. Put all your attention there, on making it relax, on making it all wet and slippery for the plug.
Dad didn’t acknowledge my words, but his face started moving closer and closer to Aaron’s ass, his hot breath tickling his vulnerable hole and exposed balls. I could see dad erection had softened a bit, but his face showed he was enraptured by my brother butt, a small fascinated smile on his face.
Aaron moaned again, ass dad’s breath on his hole caused him to quiver, his cock stiffening to its full 9 inches. Aaron’s body quivered as dad placed a finger from his other hand against Aaron’s hole, the gentle pressure overwhelming Aaron’s quivering tightness, the finger slowly sinking inside to my fathers delight.
“I can feel it inside me. It’s wiggling so much. Dad, why are you wiggling it like that?”
My brother cried out as his hips swiveled involuntarily.
“Keep still son.” Dad replied as his other hand quickly wrapped his fist around Aaron’s firm shaft, holding his hips in place as dad probed inside his hole, encouraging the muscles to relax further.
Suddenly dad had a second finger inside, his face locked onto Aaron’s as my brother groaned, his hips bucking against dad’s slippery fist as precum started to drip from his exposed head.
“But dad!”
“Quiet bro, we are almost there.”
“Not quite Chris, I think we need another finger in there, to help stretch it a bit more.” Dad replied, his attention returning to the plug and comparing it to his fingers wiggling inside his son’s muscle butt.
Getting closer, I used one arm to hold his leg higher, and the other to slide my index finger inside, next to dad’s fingers.
“Damn, his ass is so wet and warm and… twitchy.”
“Yeah, mine feels like that when I warm up with my fingers before putting my plug in.”
I looked down and saw dads dick was hard again, precum smearing against the side of the bed as he ignored it in favor of sight in front of him.
We spent a few more minutes probing Aaron’s hole, as he became glassy eyed, red faced and sweaty. His hips kept swiveling in small circles, causing his dick to thrust back and forth inside dad’s closed fist. The lubricant preventing dad from holding him completely still.
Then dad decided it was time.
Slicking up the thick bulb of the plug with more lubricant from his hand, he placed the toy at the entrance to Aaron’s slicked up hole.
“Now deep breathes bro, and remember to relax.” I told him, as I met dad’s gaze and nodded.
Gentle pressure and the tip of the thick bulb slipped inside part way, before sudden resistance halted it’s progress. Dad held the pressure for a minute, but the plug just wasn’t advancing any further.
I looked ad dad’s furrowed brow as he contemplates his next step, before he pulled the toy back by just the tiniest bit, before pressing inwards again. Back a bit then inwards again. Back a bit then inwards again, and again and again.
I realized what dad was trying to do, using the toy to fuck Aaron’s ass open, the toy slowly advancing further in every few thrusts.
My brother was openly moaning, his hips bucking with every thrust now as the toy was almost inside of him, the thick rim getting closer and and closer to his slowly stretching ass, until his ass suddenly sucked the last few millimeters in, all but the plugs base disappearing inside his ass.
We both looked up at Aaron’s face, realizing he was right on the edge.
“Your gonna cum now, aren’t you? Can’t hold it back anymore.” I mocked him as his dick suddenly erupted. His hips pushed into dads firm grip as cum erupted from his dick, spraying my bro allover his face and chest.
Volley after volley until he finally collapsed back, Me and dad giving him space to drop his legs down.
As we stood there silently, A voice in the doorway surprised us all.
“Glad I found you guys, I just got back from the interview and I think I got the job. I brought us Chinese for dinner, its downstairs when your ready.” Sharon beamed through the doorway before disappearing, not noticing or caring that her husband and two sons were naked in the spare room, or that Aaron was drenched in his own hot cum.
Aaron clearly knew how depraved the situation was, his cum smeared face scarlet as me and dad stared down out him, his muscular ass cheeks still quivering and clenching around the invading toy.
“You better get cleaned up for your study group bro, but after all that trouble, you should keep that plug in until your ready for bed.”
Aaron shot me an evil look as he wobbled to his feet, grabbing his clothes and dashing down to the bathroom, leaving me and dad alone in his bedroom.
“Hey dad. How long have you been using your current size plug?”
“What? Oh about a week and a bit Chris. Why?”
“Well, don’t you think its time you moved to a larger size, like the one you just put in Aaron?”
Dad scratched his head as he stared at me.
“Isn’t your ass getting itchy even with this plug in? I think it is, right here and now.”
I pushed, noticing my father feeling his own plug then sighing.
“Yeah, I guess it is.”
“Well why don’t you change it now? You’ve seen me and Aaron have one go in, so there’s nothing to be embarrassed about.” I reasoned, watching dad process the situation.
“Well OK, I guess. Not really much to watch though…..”
Dad’s voice trailed off as he picked up another plug and laid down on the bed, his legs lifted in the air.
From this position I got a perfect view of his larger furry but, the base of the plug clearly visible.
Reaching down between his legs and clasping his fingers around the base , Sean groaned as he pushed out, his fingers pulling gently. It took a only a few seconds but the butt plug came out and was unceremoniously tossed to Sean’s side.
I expected Sean to lube up the toy and get straight to business, I wasn’t expecting him to lube up his fingers and slide two all the way in, a quiet moan escaping his lips.
My own cock twitched, straining against my jockstrap as Sean’s egg sized balls pulled up a bit closer to the base of his thick veiny cock, the large mushrooms head looking like a light pink plumped up mushroom, glistening with smeared precum.
I took a step closer as I watched my father toy with his hole for a full minute, before withdrawing his fingers and lubricating up the larger plug.
Holding one of his thighs up with his left hand, Sean placed the toy against his ring as gently started pushing in and relaxing, his body slowly allowing the thick plug to advance until it got wider then he was accustomed to.
A few pained grunts later, I could see sweat beading on Sean’s forehead as he struggled to relax sufficiently to let the plug enter. His eyes locked onto mine, full of shame and embarrassment as he fought with the urge to ask me something.
Lucky for him I was two steps ahead. I grabbed the lubricant bottle, dripping some over his balls and watching it trickle down towards his partially stretched hole. Then I grasped the base of the plug, gently moving his hand aside as I continued the pattern of firm then gently pressure, slowly building the intensity.
From my view I could see dad’s face contorted as he moaned, the mix of pain and pleasure messing with his head as he was slowly stretched wider open. However, my assistance wasn’t quite enough, my dad rocking his hips backwards slightly as the plug stopped advancing, just before the widest part.
Locking eyes with dad, I pretended to ponder.
“The plug went in easier when Aaron’s hips were held still. Maybe it I hold you still the same way?”
Dad barely nodded as both his hands moved to hold his legs up.
I made a deal of pouring more lube onto his ass, ensuring a large amount trickled down on my other hand, ensuring that both my hands were now slippery and wet.
I reached forward and wrapped my fist around the base of dad’s cock, the fingers barely touching as I struggled not to gasp at the heat pulsing through the large flesh in my hand. I look up and saw dad’s eyes meet mine, shame and embarrassment on his face, so similar to Aaron’s face a few minutes ago.
Quickly gathering myself I started building up the pace with the plug again, each gentle push causing my dad’s hips to tilt slightly, his hips pushing up against my fist.
Internally I was grinning, as the lubricant combined with his girth meant I couldn’t realistically hold his hips still. The best lie is always based partially in truth, so I tried to hold his hips down with my slippery fist, and although I was failing miserably it was clearly not my fault.
The plug started to advance slowly, dad’s hips bucking more wildly as deep groan escaped his lips. I could feel his cock pulsing strongly in my hand as the bucking caused my regular downwards pressure to turn into small strokes along the bottom half of his cock.
“Chris, wait, we need to take a break or I’m gonna-”
A firmer push from me and the last part of the plug sunk inside of him, his breath catching in his throat as he locked eyes with me again. Time felt frozen for half a second, before his thick cock pulsed strongly in my hand, thick globs of cum spraying into the air, before splattering down like rain over my fathers face, hairy chest and abs. The last few squirts dropping down to a pulsing flow, trickling down his shaft and over my hand.
Dad lay there panting, his eyes never leaving mine as his chest heaved, his breathing shallow and rapid. I knew my wide eyed expression would have conveyed shock and surprise, so I wasn’t worried that my wide eyed staring would be seen for what it was. Me in awe at the sight of my father blowing shamefully his load because of me, because I was manipulating him and would soon control him.
I could have sat there all day and stared as the look of guilt and shame in his face, the desperation in his eyes and the flecks of cum splattered across his face, but Sharon called out again reminding us dinner was getting cold.
I gave dad’s deflating cock a gentle squeeze, drawing a final drop of cum onto the tip of his cock before letting go, dad sitting himself up at the edge of the bed, his eyes down cast. He was basking in the shame of what had happened, and if he had looked up he would have seen my jockstrap pouch straining from my own hard cock, but I would attend to that later.
I took a seat next to dad and placed my arm across his shoulder, waiting for him to speak.
“I- I shouldn’t have done that.” Dad whispered, his eyes glued to the floor.
“It’s ok dad. You needed to swap to a bigger size, and you couldn’t help but cum all over yourself. Aaron couldn’t help it either.” I let the statement linger in the air as dad pondered over it.
“But Chris, it’s humiliating. Cumming all over yourself in front of your own son, and I couldn’t stop myself!”
“Did shooting in front of me make you feel like less of a man?”
Instead of responding, dad barely nodded.
“Well you haven’t lost any of my respect, so don’t stress about it. I think its just a step in feeling more free around the house. Part of that is letting yourself feel good.”
“Letting myself feel good?” Dad finally looked me in the eyes, confusion plain on his face.
“Tell me. Does it feel good to walk around the house with your shirt off?”
“Yeah.”
“And does it feel good to put a plug in and stop the itching?”
“Yeah.” Dad replied slightly quieter.
“And would it feel good to be able to walk around the house with no itchy clothes on?”
“Yeah.” Dad’s voice was a whisper at this point.
“Then listen to me dad. Walk around the house naked for the rest of the night. I think it will do you a world of good.”
“But your mother.”
“She didn’t care when she saw you naked before, she won’t care now.”
Dad sat in silence for a few seconds longer before standing up, using his shirt as a cum rag to clean up before stepping towards the door.
I followed him downstairs where the two of us ate dinner with Sharon. My mother taking no notice of dad being completely nude with a black butt plug in hiss ass. Me being my jockstrap was nothing new for her anyway. Aaron had already left, quickly downing a plate of food before fleeing the house. The three of us finished our food and chatted casually before I excused myself, needing to get dressed to head over to Michael’s.
I was in my room, packing my bag and tape recorder, and about to get dressed when dad knocked on the open doorway before taking a seat on my bed.
“You know Chris, with everything that’s been happening lately, I’ve come to realize you have grown up faster that I thought. Hell, if you had asked me a few weeks ago to walk around naked I would have lost my shit, but uh, seeing how good it feels to walk around the house naked, and how your advice has been spot on the last lately, I’m seeing you are really becoming a man now.”
Dad Paused, waiting for my response.
I stood there for a moment, before quietly stepping towards him and pulling him into a firm hug, grinning evilly as I felt his chest heave, my father almost choking back tears of relief.
“It’s ok dad.” I reassured him, my hands rubbing his back.
“I-I almost think you are too grown up to call me dad anymore.” He replied quietly.
“If it will make you feel better I will call you by your first name. Sean.”
I slowly let go of the hug, stepping backwards slightly.
“Lets try it out now Sean. Sean could you please pass me those jeans there on the bed?”
I asked as I pulled on a shirt and a hoodie.
“Thanks Sean. Now could you please pass me my sneakers.”
Sean looked around before realizing there were under the bed, dropping down to his hands and knees to grab them. Giving me a good view of his plugged ass and large dangling balls, before passing me the shoes. I quickly put me socks on then slid them on, noticing one lace was undone.
“Um, Sean. Could you please tie my shoes for me?”
Without hesitation dad dropped to his knees again and tied my laces up nicely, before sitting back on his haunches, his cock puffed up slightly into a semi.
“Good job Sean. Does it make you feel good to hear me call you Sean?”
A small pondering look crossed my fathers face before he looked up at me and nodded.
“Then its settled. From now on I won’t call you dad, I’ll call you Sean.”
The edges of his lips started to lift into a grin.
“Sean, you can stand up now.”
My father rose to his feet, only just realizing he had stayed on his knees for the last minute without needing to. As he left the room I grinned at how quickly he was coming under my control. It wouldn’t be long before I would have both Sean and Aaron on their knees servicing me in whatever depraved ways I wanted.