Randy's Gay Bear Dad

Randy’s Gay Bear Dad

I arrived at my Dad's house around 3pm. I was 25 and it had been about 6 months since we'd last seen each other. Setting my luggage down in the spare bedroom, I heard the familiar sounds of my father engaged in some hot rough sex with another man. I peeked in Dad's doorway, and there he was, topping Bryan, his husband of the last 4 years. I went back to my bedroom and quickly jacked off with that image in my head.

Dad (Jack) had just turned 50, was 6', 210, buzzed hair and with a dark brown full beard. His body was covered with delicious looking brown fur. His cock mirrored mine, about 8" uncut. Bryan was not as hairy as Dad, but almost as hot. He was 47, 6'2", 220, gym-perfect body, with a blond buzz cut, body hair and thick dark blond mustache. His impressive cock was about 9 inches, cut. Bryan was the guy I found the hottest of the many men I'd met that my father had been partnered with throughout my life. They made a very hot muscle bear couple and I was especially happy for their marriage.

My dad was from a wealthy family, and to get his grandfather's part of the fortune, he had to produce a legitimate heir by the time he turned 25. Jack had been out & proud since his early teens, sucking off and fucking the hotter male servants, but realized he definitely would rather stay rich than be cut off. So, he married my mother, a local girl who knew he was gay. She was glad to marry him because she wanted her own money and not to have to rely on anyone else, her parents or a man.

My parents had sex one and only one time. With Jack's 45 year old then-boyfriend in the bed to provide erectile support for Dad, I was conceived on their wedding night, and they divorced a month after I was born and Dad got his first inheritance. Mom took me with her, along with her cut of the money, halfway across the country from Dad's home in Dallas. As the years went by, she became embittered by the thought of homosexuality, and continually tried to set me up with girls and ensure I grew up straight. However, I ended up as gay as my gay muscle bear father.

As I've often noticed with other young gay men, the men I was most sexually attracted to resembled my father: beefy, hairy, muscular bears with hot facial hair. Dad never encouraged me one way or the other to be gay or not, but he didn't seem surprised when I came out at 14. I like visiting Dad in Dallas, with so many hot gay men open in their sexuality, unlike where Mom raised me. I'd been having sex for quite a few years, and my last boyfriend and I broke up on my 25th birthday, after two years together. It had been two months since the break-up, and I decided to visit Dad and Bryan to lift my spirits.

Dinner was great that evening. Bryan cooked Italian and we drank a lot of beer. While we were smoking cigars on the patio, Dad received a text which made him kind of frown. "Gotta go check something at work," he mumbled as he got up from the lawn chair.

"Can't you check it from home?" Bryan asked.

"No, I gotta use the system at work. No access here," he said, kissing his lover on the mouth. He gave my shoulder a punch and said, "Glad you're here, k**!" Then he was gone.

"Fuck it," Bryan said, stripped off his shorts and jumped into the pool. I could he was pissed off by Dad leaving. I was instantly hard looking at Bryan's hairy wet body in the moonlight. He had an amazing body for age 47, and his face was so ruggedly handsome and chiseled.

"C'mon in, Randy," he said, "the water feels great!"

Feeling no pain, I shucked my own shorts and out popped by rock hard uncut 8 incher. I hopped in the pool and swam straight into Bryan's muscular arms. There wasn't even a hint of pretense that we weren't deeply attracted to each other. After tongue-kissing for several hot minutes while our hard fuck-sticks rubbed together in the water, Bryan said, "Damn, you look so much like pictures of Jack when he was young."

He was right, especially my body type and hairiness. I kept my head almost shaved, though, with a K-Fed type scruff beard. I also had several tattoos, while Dad only had two (that I knew of).

The thought of sex with Bryan was so hot for me on so many levels. First off, I wanted to be fucked in my hairy hole by my dad's gay husband who was usually bottom for Dad. Bryan was old enough to be my father, and was my step-father, so another layer of kinkiness. I was having hot gay sex with a man my father lusted after and this man lusted after me so clearly.

Bryan laid down a couple of fluffy towels which I then laid down on my back. He took my hairy, muscular legs and threw my ankles on his sexy broad shoulders, and then roughly shoved his 9 inch cut cock into my eager hairy asshole. Being fucked by Dad's husband felt so damned good!

Bryan would bend down and kiss me occasionally, but mostly he kept his focus on drilling my hot hole, fucking me hard, just the way I imagined it would be with him. As I was jacking my cock, looking up at his intense face, sweat dripping from his dark blond mustache, I began shooting my hot cum onto his sexy, blond-furred six-pack. "Goddamn, Randy!" he yelled, and started his own violent cumming into my tight hairy hole. His sweating body collapsed on top of me, and his mustache nuzzled my ear as he whispered how good of a fuck I was.

We tongue-kissed, washed off in the pool, and then, as Bryan sat on the edge, I deep-throated his huge hard 9 incher. I knew I was a good cocksucker, taking Dad's lover's long cock all the way, my nose and stache buried in his dark blond pubes. I was rewarded with Bryan's hot, thick cum shooting down my eager throat. Bryan returned the favour as he expertly sucked me off.

The next day, Dad didn't act like he knew anything sexual had occurred between Bryan and me, and if he did, that he even cared. Right after Dad rushed off to work that morning, Bryan got a call that his mother was sick and in the hospital in Milwaukee. He quickly made flight plans, called Dad and told him he'd be gone for at least a few days, and then headed for the door. Before stepping out, Bryan took me in his arms and gave me a deep, passionate tongue-kiss, said "Goodbye" and left for the airport.

I slept most of the day, jacking off a few times thinking about my pool sex with Bryan... as well as thinking about my dad fucking him as well. That evening I went out to a few of the bars, and although I was definitely hot fresh meat there in Dallas, I wasn't feeling up to a hook-up that night. After a few more beers, I went back to Dad's place.

Inside, I was more than a little surprised to hear the familiar grunting sounds of my hot muscle bear father rutting in heat. Had Bryan already returned from Milwaukee? That didn't seem even possible. I figured Dad must've picked him up some hot hairy bear bottom while Bryan was away. My dick was already leaking, just thinking about seeing my hot father in action again.

And there was my hot hairy, muscle bear gay father, wildly fucking a blonde chick in her early twenties! What the fuck?! My dad was gay, always had been!

As I watched this incredulous scene, I heard Dad grunt, "Oh fuck, Debbie! That hot cunt of yours is so fuckin tight! I'm gonna fuck you all night long! You won't be able to walk tomorrow, you hot whore!" He growled all of this while slamming hard into her pussy from behind, his hairy, loose nuts slapping hard at her cunt and thighs as banged her in a sexual frenzy. Dad had his meaty, hairy hands gripping this girls sizable tits, which were very round and looked fake. In fact, she looked like a stripper, although a very pretty one and not skanky.

I had shucked my jeans and was fisting my own mirror-image of my father's 8" uncut cock, which was unbelievably ramming in and out of a young woman's pussy. Dad looked to be out of his mind in lust-crazed fucking, talking nasty to his bitch as her rode her wet and hard. I was looking at my sexy muscle bear father in a whole new light... as a heterosexual man!

My father... a man so gay that he had to have his older gay male lover in bed with him just so he could get it up once to fuck my mother and conceive me. My father... who also had a string of hot gay lovers all of my life, all of whom I had sexual fantasies about with Dad. My father... Mr. Gay Pride, Muscle Bear, married to a man, etc... enthusiastically fucking a girl younger than I was.

Somehow, I strangely found this scene even MORE erotic than Dad fucking Bryan or any of his other hairy bear bottoms. Here was my father, my sexual role model (and sexual fantasy) looking ecstatic while engaged in completely heterosexual fucking! Sweat covered his sexy, hairy body, shined in his full beard... and I noticed the sweat dripping off of the blonde girls enormous tits. I found myself wanting to lick those huge tits, just bury my face in them, chewing and sucking on her nipples. I'd modeled my sexual identity after what I thought was my hairy father's, and now, seeing him in full-on straight mode, I felt something within me emerging. Right then and there, I knew I wanted to fuck pussy, just like my dad!

I went to my room and continued jacking off, thinking about how completely excited I was seeing Dad in heterosexual action, more excited than I'd ever been in my whole 25 years. I thought about that hot blonde stripper, and how Dad was plowing her hot pussy, and I imagined my own uncut cock was inside that wet cunt, and I came and came and came...

A few minutes later, I heard Dad screaming in ecstasy as he came, a sound I'd NEVER heard him make when he was having gay sex with another man. I was so hard, just so excited by discovering my dad's secret heterosexual life. I started jacking again, then I heard Dad yell, "Randy! Get your gay ass in here!"

Nervously, I walked into his and Bryan's bedroom, where the girl was laying on her back and Dad on his side next to her, stroking his 8 inch uncut cock with one hand and fingering her pussy with the other. "Get your hairy ass over here and eat your Daddy's cum outta this hot pussy, boy!"

I shed my shorts and jumped between the gorgeous girls long legs. I inhaled the sweet, strong scent of her daddy-fucked pussy, stuck out my tongue, and muff-dived for the first time. It was SO unbelievably hot! Dad's cum tasted incredible, but her constantly-flowing pussy juice just made me harder. I rubbed my mustache over her clit, twirling my tongue around it as well. Debbie (I remembered Dad moaning out her name earlier) clamped her cunt lips down on my thick tongue and REALLY started to CUM. I tried to lick up as much of that sweet hot woman juice as I could as she orgasmed.

"Now, son, while she's still cumming," Dad said, close in my ear, "fuck her good and hard and make her cum from your big cock." He slapped my furry ass as I positioned my throbbing, leaking uncut eight incher and impaled this fucking hot chick. My eyes rolled into the back of my head as I experienced my gay dick inside a wonderful tight pussy for the very first time. As I got my fucking rhythm, I leaned down to lick on those gorgeous big tits I'd jacked off about a few minutes earlier. I then tongue-kissed her, something that had always seemed to be so gross to me. But kissing this girl was unlike any man I'd ever kissed. I couldn't get enough of my tongue thrashing against hers.

"That's right, son," Dad said, his breath hot on my ear, smelling of pussy juice and beer, his beard rubbing against my ear lobe. "Fuck this bitch like a REAL MAN." Looking down at that beautiful girl with a lust I never before realized I possessed, I slammed my cock in and out of her cunt even harder, more wildly than I'd ever fucked another guy in my life.

Soon, my big-headed cock was spraying my once-gay seed all inside her tight, tasty pussy, and it was the most intense orgasm of my life so far. It seemed like I was cumming twice as long as I did with the hottest guy I'd ever been with. I felt totally different inside.

After Debbie left (to go strip), Dad gave me a beer and told me how when he turned 50 six months ago, he made out with a stripper some office guys had hired for his birthday party as a gag, since they all knew Dad was completely gay his whole life. He said he was suddenly raging hard for this young chick and fucked her in his truck after the party. He realized he'd clamped off his heterosexual nature, whether due to rebellion or whatever, but he now knew that he preferred pussy over cock, and was fucking LOTS of different young women on a regular basis, as well as picking them up randomly.

That's where he went the previous night when he got the text. One of the chicks he fucked told her friend about Dad and how hot he was in bed, so she texted him for a hook-up. "I'm a pussy hound, son, after being gay for 50 years." He grinned, stroking his big dick as he said it.

His husband Bryan knew nothing yet about Dad's sudden change in sexuality. "I'm thinking maybe I can convert him to being a pussy eater and fucker, too. That would be so damned hot! And, if not, I'll kick him to the curb!"

Then he grinned again and said, "So proud of you, my no-longer-gay son." He swigged his beer and laughed, "What a fuckin' HOT scene, watchin my faggot, wannabe bear son more turned on by a woman and her hot pussy than any cock he's had or wanted. Damn hot!"

Dad put a lesbian porn DVD on, and we both started jacking next to each other on the couch. Watching the hot women kiss each other and eat each other's hot pussy, I could feel myself changing even more as I jacked to the hot lezzie action.

But still, I thought about my hot, no-longer-gay bear dad fucking other hot girls while I watched... and joined in!