I thought it was time for another FREE chapter from my upcoming novel called "Mick's Tales"
The original, published story about Mick is already released for the Kindle:
Mick - Fifty Shades of Gay
The new upcoming novel will be a series of stories that Mick tells about his sexual encounters with men. Are these stories true or just the product of Mick's vivid imagination?
I have already released some free episodes of "Mick's Tales" on my Blog.
A few of other projects are near completion and I'll post news of them here on my Blog as soon as possible.
Mick's Tales
GIRLFRIEND'S DAD
Dads are naturally possessive about their daughters. I was staying at Helen's house and we'd had heavy sex late into the night. She was a good shag and was almost enough to turn me totally heterosexual. Her body was neat and she was good at sex, climaxing noisily and gratefully on my hard cock.
But my attraction to males was not completely erased.
Next day she had to go into college and she left me alone in the house with her divorced dad. Over late breakfast we sat at the kitchen table sipping coffee. Dad, Jason, was still in his PJs. A short-sleeved top and boxer-style shorts. He was touching forty, but attractive and fit and he fired up my gay-side.
Most gay or bisexual guys would never consider such a man as a sex target, but not me! The straighter the man the greater my desire! He was well muscled, obviously worked out and with his dark hair and symmetrical handsome face he was obviously a babe-magnet.
I sat on the kitchen stool opposite, having freshened up with a shower to wash off last night's passion. Having come home with Helen on a whim from the party, I had no fresh clothes, but my underpants were fresh on before the party and were soon off with Helen, so they were going to have to do this morning to cover my assets.
"This is a little awkward, young man" Helen's Dad, Jason, said, hiding behind his coffee cup. He had clearly shaved that morning so his cheeks and chin were coloured grey, but smooth. As he blew on his coffee, the smell of his after shave and cologne wafted across to me, sending shivers of desire through my body.
Being just eighteen and blond, I didn't need to shave yet. My own cheeks and chin were smooth to the touch, which sent girls and guys wild! And not just gay guys. Straight men were often attracted to my smooth skin and developing, youthful muscles.
I put my coffee down and stroked my hand over my chest as if feeling embarrassed about finding myself at breakfast with this stranger. Jason's eyes strayed over my naked chest and I said "Yes, sir." I agreed.
"I trust your motives are well disposed towards my daughter." He said.
"We are just friends, sir. I can't guarantee anything else, but I won't hurt a good friend." I said as honestly as I could.
Jason coughed with embarrassment before saying "You sounded more than just friends last night young man!"
Realising the sounds of our noisy sexual intercourse and multiple orgasms had transmitted through the wall to his room, I confess I did blush. Yet there was something sexy about a straight father having heard his daughter being fucked. I looked at his healthy, fit body and wondered if he had been turned on by hearing his daughter being right royally rodgered!
"I'm sorry, sir" I said looking downcast as if having been caught out.
"Well any father wants only the best for his daughter and I could tell you were making her, er, happy" He said, his own manly cheeks blushing.
"Oh yes, she is enthusiastic at times" I laughed an embarrassed laugh.
"You seem a decent kind of chap and so long as you don't disrespect her…" His voice tailed off.
I got off the kitchen stool and stretched lazily with my arms above my head. I peeked through closed eyes and noticed Jason checking out my body and his eyes lingering over the package inside my underpants. It was hot to have my girlfriend's father checking out the bump that had fucked his daughter. I teased him with the extended opportunity to see what his daughter had seen in me!
I knew that even soft, my cock made an impressive profile and that my tight underpants left little to the imagination. "Can I give you more." I said with a slight suggestive voice before nodding to his empty coffee cup.
I went over to the kitchen top and got the coffee pot. I leaned against his shoulder, the soft cotton of his PJ top stroking my naked flesh. I poured some coffee in his cup with a loud sploshing sound which somehow sounded sexual.
"I'm sorry we weren't more discrete, sir." I whispered, looking down at his shorts, wondering if he had wanked off to the sounds of our lovemaking.
I went around the table and poured myself some more coffee. "I expect a handsome man like yourself understands a young man's needs" I said. "but we'll try to be quieter next time."
"I'd appreciate that, son." He said. "I think, being a man of the world, that my daughter or any woman, would appreciate your physique." He quickly sipped his coffee, afraid that he was being too frank.
"I work out a little and I can see you do too, sir" I said, nodding to his bare muscular arms, finely dusted with dark hair and his pecs exposed through his tight top. His nipples formed little tips in the cotton. "I wish I had better muscles like yours, sir."
"You are certainly a charmer!" Jason said with a laugh, relaxing a little.
"Is there a significant other for you sir?"
"No, I've lived for my daughter these past few years." He said.
"I see. Sir, I am even more sorry that you heard what we did through the night. It must have been hard" I emphasized the word "hard" rather cheekily. "For you to hear us enjoying ourselves."
Jason laughed and said "you really are a charmer, son" he said with soft admiring eyes. I can see what my daughter sees in you!" he stood up as if the conversation was over.
I stood too and quickly said "is there anything you think I could improve in my physique, sir" I stepped towards him, glancing at the front of his shorts wondering if he was getting excited inside his shorts.
I pumped my biceps and said "They are developing nicely, don't you think?"
"For a boy your age, they are fine." He said, casting his eyes over me. Being examined by the father of my current fuck was exciting.
"Anything else, you think I could develop?" I said, shyly.
"I do believe you are flirting with me!" he said with a laugh. "I can see something that couldn't possibly need developing" He laughed towards the front of my underpants, that now contained a bigger bulge.
"Sorry, sir." I said with false modesty, putting both hands to the front of my crotch. "Still excited from last night. It's embarrassing."
"I don't believe you are the slightest embarrassed and I can see why my daughter had such a good time!" He laughed. "A boy like you clearly has the capability of satisfying any woman."
"Thank you for your understanding, sir, Most Dad's would kick me out of the house!" I hesitated as if embarrassed. "Can I ask you something, sir?"
"Sure, son" He smiled.
"I think I might not be entirely suitable for your daughter. I find that men also sometimes find me attractive."
"As I said you are a fine looking boy." He said neutrally.
"I feel I can confide in you, sir. Sometimes, you know at the gym or swimming baths I find men who seem straight take more interest in me than one might expect." I stood with my hands on my hips, knowing my underpants now struggled to contain my bulge.
"Do you respond to them, son?" Jason asked with genuine concern.
"I'm afraid I do sir."
"You are right you are not suitable for my Helen. Thank you for being so frank, I appreciate that."
"I think I may be some sort of freak, sir" I gasped, putting on my best little boy lost performance.
"Come, come, no need for that!" Jason stepped forward and put his hands on my shoulders.
He willed my hanging head to lift up and look at him. I did, and gave him my best needing a hug look.
Jason responded by stroking my shoulders gently. "I can't really relate to why a heterosexual man would become attracted to you, but I can see you are a gentle soul. Don't worry, you are still growing up and finding yourself. But I must insist that you leave my daughter alone."
"I will sir. Thank you for your understanding." I gasped fighting back a sob and leaning my forehead on his shoulder.
"There, there, son!" He sighed and stroked the back of my head.
"So you don't find me attractive like those other men do?" I whimpered into his shoulder.
"No." He said firmly. "I confess it is odd, after hearing your sexual performance last night, to be so close and intimate with you when you are wearing so little. But no."
"I'm so sorry if it disturbed you. It must have been very difficult." I took a tentative step closer in to him so our chests touched and put my hands on his hips, knowing there were just two layers of cotton between my daughter-fucking cock and his daughter-creating cock. It was wildly exciting.
"I confess I am only a man and any man hearing intercourse is bound to wonder how the other man measures up. His size and his sexual technique. It sounded like you are skilful as a lover and judging by what I've seen you appear to be well proportioned. But no, that is all I feel. There is no attraction as such.
"Thank you for your honesty, sir." I said and stepped in for a closer hug, knowing that despite his words I had him well and truly hooked.
Straight men are so funny. So in denial about other men and their feelings!
I lightly stroked my crotch against his and let my hands gently roll around the back of his buttocks so that he couldn't withdraw without bringing attention to the slight cock contact.
"So this is the reaction you get to another man, is it son?" He whispered.
"I'm afraid it is,Sir, sorry" I said without making any attempt to withdraw.
"It is truly strange to feel your growing erection, the same one that impregnated my daughter. Most odd!" He mused.
I sighed and ran my open mouth along the top of his shoulder and to the nape of his neck. "If I can make up for any frustration I caused last night." I said and I pressed his buttocks so that he could feel my cock against his all the better and all the more firmly. "Helen need never know."
"Oh son!" He gasped as the last remnants of his resistance dissolved. "It's been a while since I, er, you know."
With that he leaned his face down to mine and softly kissed my lips.
We fell into a deep passionate kiss without any further delay and my hands pushed up under his PJ top to stroke his strong back.
So, it was up over his head and I swooned at the strong masculine nakedness. As if eager to see the object of his fascination last night, his hands ripped my underpants down for my full eight and a half inch erection to bob out.
"Oh my!" He said between our kisses as he caught site of me. My hand pushed his naked buttocks, forcing his PJ shorts down his legs. He stepped back and his growing daddy-erection was free.
"Oh son!" He gasped at the unknown feelings and he pressed his eager cock against mine while we kissed vigorously. He was like an uncaged beast, he went at me ferociously. In no time he had me on my back on the kitchen table while his face devoured my youthful chest and then his mouth swallowed my hard cock with a satisfied moan.
Like so many straight men, when it came to it, he could not resist my hard cock and smooth skin. Improvising with some washing up liquid, he was soon standing at the edge of the table and wiggling his glistening cock around my opened hole.
"Fuck me, sir" I begged from on top of the table.
"Oh son!" He gasped as he felt my anus swallow in his prick.
Soon he was shouting and gasping louder than his daughter had done the night before while he came inside me and wanked my cock off at the same time.
"You spunky little beauty!" He shouted as he watched my semen splash and felt his own fill my arse.
