This choice: Shower and go to the gym • Go Back... You try to catch your balance as you rise to your feet, still trying to catch your balance, your whole body still feeling a wave of euphoria (or rather your dad’s body). Once up right you take a moment to enjoy the view. The world sure feels great from 6’1” off the ground. And you just can’t get over that sculpted chest and your sexy body hair. It just gives off this virility, this pure masculinity that made you feel so handsome and confident.
Realizing it’s Saturday, you have no idea what your dad usually does today seeing as how you’re usually out and about with friends on the weekends. In a flash you have a solution. You quickly put on your dad’s boxers and wipe of his excess sweat with a spare towel. Then you lie down on your back in dad’s bed and begin concentrating.
Breathe. Focus. Breathe.
Soon your slime form starts exiting your dad’s cock with a smooth and steady flow. It feels so pleasurable that you want to scream, but you manage to remain quiet whilst your toes and torso are squirming in pleasure.
“Come on, just a little more” you huff with great effort before the last of your gel exits with a popping sound. Everything goes black.
It takes you just a moment to regain vision as you crawl down dad’s inner thighs and roll off the side of the bed. You take on your human form again and as you stand up you see your dad’s slumbering form. His beautiful chest and toned torso are rising and falling in a peaceful rhythm. His hands are gracefully relaxed one on his abs and the other cupping his manly cock.
I wish I could touch his body with his own hands again.
You finish this thought right as your dad’s eyes begin fluttering open ever so gently. He makes a big stretch and yawns something fierce before absentmindedly smiling and gently rubbing his washboard abs.
So fucking cute.
“Oh Cody!” Your dad states in surprise, “I didn’t see you there. What are you-?”
Before saying another word, Dad sees his semi hard cock tenting his boxers and grabs a pillow to cover his crotch. He’s red as a tomatoes and trying to make a sentence.
“Cody! I-This-You-How did I?—Son, what’s going on?” He pleads with innocent confusion.
“Well, Pops, I haven’t spent time with you in a bit, so I was wondering if we could hang out today.”
“Well, Cody I-“
“I promise I won’t get in the way. I’ll just follow you wherever you go, do whatever you do.”
Oh the irony….hahaha
“Son, that would mean a lot to me. I miss spending time with you. We used to be so close.”
Oh we’re about to be closer than ever.
“Yeah, Dad, I know I’ve been lame. But I’m glad we’ll be spending the day together. Say, you usually go to the gym on Saturdays, right? Or is that Sunday?”
“Haha, son…I go Saturday through Friday.” Dad chuckles back with boyish pride.
“Ya know, Cody, I could start taking you with me. After all, it’s about time your old man showed you around the weight room.”
“I’d love that! Hopefully one day I can be a stud like you.”
Oh it took all of your mental willpower not to smirk as you say that. Your dad looks a little uncomfortable as he hears you call him a stud, but he doesn’t seem too bothered.
“So Cody, just give me a few minutes to get ready. I don’t know what happened last night, but I feel sweaty like I already worked out!”
Wonder Why…
“So if you’ll give me a minute I’ll go take a quick shower and then we can head done.”
“You know what? I love that plan. Thank you for the idea!”
“The idea?”
“I could really use a shower too.”
“Well, Cody, how about we meet in the kitchen in 15?”
“Oh I think you’ll need more time than that, Dad. I mean just look at you. You’re fucking filthy. You’re a dirty sex machine. And it’s going to take a while to rub down that hard body of yours. And I bet a stud like you is already ready to rub another one out.”
“Cody! What the fuck are you-? What’s with all this queer shit?!”
“Oh Pops, that sure means a lot coming from the guy who licks his own cum off the mirror.”
“Young man! What the fuck are you talking about?!”
Your dad is now sitting up in his bed, red with fury, no longer bothering to cover his boxers as you stroll over to the TV by the wall. Your dad modded his Xbox connect into a high quality camcorder that would start recording when it heard him moan; you knew this for a while now and that’s why you usually spend the weekends away.
But now, as you click the most recent file, your dad is horrified as he sees himself jacking and thrusting furiously into his own grip.
Dad hears his own voice scream out from the vid: “Oh Yeah! You like that don’tchya? A stud like you just can’t keep this meat to himself, huh? Fuck!!! That feel good, huh stud? Yeah you really love it when I stroke you like THIS—MOTHER FUCK!!! Fuck yeah that’s it, right there!!”
His jaw drops and he remains silent as he watches himself explode onto the mirror, roaring in delight. Then, he turns white as a ghost as he hears himself taunt, “Yeah you like that, don’t’ you? You’re a queer for cock. You fucking love it!” before getting on all fours and licking up every last drop before of his own fuck juices.
“YOU! YOU DRUGGED ME, DIDN’T YOU?! Cody!” Dad’s face turns into a furious snarl as he swings his legs to the side of the bed as if ready to spring up.
“No, Dad. I didn’t drug you at all. I swear.”
“Well then!- FUCK! What the fuck happened?! GAHHH!!!!” Dad slams his fist down onto the bed before free falling backwards onto the bed.
“I just don’t understand why I would do that! Maybe I was having a vivid dream or some shit. I just can’t believe I would do that!”
“You didn’t…” You state with cold resolution.
Dad remains silent and confused.
“I did.” You state with blunt truth.
Dad looks at you like you’re the biggest lunatic on the planet.
“Cody, I’m dreaming right now. I’m going to crawl into bed, and hopefully you’ll be at a friend’s house or something when I actually wake up.” He states as he closes his eyes, shaking his head from side to side as if trying to deny this moment’s existence.
“This morning when you weren’t looking I jumped onto you and entered your body. Then, I had some fun. Don’t worry. I was a little creeped out about the whole jacking off my dad thing, but if you think about it, when I’m possessing you it’s MY dick. And when I’m possessing you those are MY abs. Those are my pecs! That’s my five o’ clock shadow! And that’s MY sexy voice!”
With each declaration you’ve taken a step towards your stupefied Dad. He’s gone into shock as he thinks you’ve gone crazy. He scooches backwards on the bed until he’s completely in the center and his gaze is locking with yours.
“Cody, I need to go to sleep. We’ll talk about this later.”
He’s trying to calmly diffuse the situation because he still doesn’t believe or understand you. That’s when you take a runner’s stance and begin sprinting directly at Dad. His eyes fill with alert, as you take a sprinting leap and are midair flying right toward him. He squints his eyes closed and averts his gaze, expecting a hard impact, but instead he feels himself get dumped with water. He opens his eyes and becomes beyond confused as he sees an immobile red gel covering him from his abs to his hairy thighs. He’s afraid to move, almost expecting something weird to happen. You remain motionless, but then a sense of dread hits dad’s mind.
“Cody…”
INSTANTLY, your form begins flooding, rushing, ruthlessly squirming its way through his boxer flap until Dad’s 8 inch cock is engulfed by your being. Dad screams in fear and protest, but as he reaches for his hardening cock he immediately jerks and smacks his back down onto the bed, back arching, his legs squirming, toes curling, and moaning that sweet sweet sound of pleasure as he reaches his arms out and grabs at the sheets, unable to stand the immense pleasure. I’m only a quarter of the way in, but I decide to take my time seeing as how Dad is pretty immobilized by pleasure.
That supersensitive dick isn’t doing you much good now, is it, Pops?
Dad is moaning and screaming in a mixture of pleasure, anger, and protest as he thrashes his head from side to side. His back arches from the surges travelling up his spine and he can’t help but thrust into the air as your form is halfway inside him.
“NO! FUCK!!! MY GOD!!! WHAT IN THE-? OHHHH NOO!!!!!” Dad can’t even make a sentence let alone concentrate on a single idea as his mind and body are bombarded by impossible levels of stimulation.
“CODY! PLEASE!! NO! NO!!!! GET OUT OF THERE!!”
This only eggs you on as you switch from this tortuous slow pace to finally rapidly sending your last gel into Dad’s hard cock. The last of you sloshes in right as Dad thrusts his hips up with all his might, thrusting and arching his back so hard that he becomes airborne as his dick erupts flood after flood of cum!! Twice as much as last time!!! Dad gives one last scream of defiance before collapsing back onto the bed with a thud, moaning and shivering as his hips continue to involuntarily thrust, sending ribbon after ribbon of hot cum pooling all over his hot chest and abs. Dad is too exhausted to move as his arms collapse to his sides like deadweight and he begins squirming as he feels you travelling down his thighs and up his torso, passing those ripped abs, and going up past that beautiful chest, before finally travelling up his neck.
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