Erotic gay fiction from Gaydar: Role Play
Written by Fox Emerson
Alan turned the Gaydar notification off, then put his phone away. One elbow on the table and his hand holding up his head, while he forced his eyes to focus on the document in front of him.
Blinking, using the palm of his hand to wipe his eyes, he returned to the laptop and strained to focus.
Less than sixty seconds later, he un-pocketed the phone and checked for messages. None. He opened Gaydar.
New messages. Nobody cute.
He turned on notifications again and pocketed the phone. After reading one paragraph on the laptop, the phone vibrated.
“Up for a BJ?” read the message. The guy was old enough to be his dad, but he was cute.
“Not today, thanks…” typed Alan.
Closing the phone, he turned notifications off again and threw the phone on the bed behind him.
Alan sighed, disappointed with the lack of progress he was making on the editing that was already overdue.
His phone vibrated – he turned and grabbed it.
It was a WhatsApp message from an unknown number.
“Hey…” read the message.
“Hi, who’s this?” typed Alan.
“We spoke on Gaydar…” came the reply.
Alan was still clueless – he was constantly chatting with different guys on Gaydar.
“Okay…” typed Alan. “Got some pics?”
“Can we chat first?” messaged the unknown number.
“What do you want to chat about?” asked Alan, quickly losing interest in this conversation.
“What are you into?” messaged the unknown number.
“Faces, tbh…” typed Alan, becoming increasingly annoyed.
After a few moments, the guy sent a face pic.
“Cute…” acknowledged Alan. “What are you into?”
“Usual…” messaged the guy. “kiss, suck, fuck. I’m a top. Maybe a bit of Dad/Son role-play?”
“Perfect…” replied Alan. “When?”
“Now?” suggested the guy.
The logistics were sorted and Alan was soon standing outside the address that the guy had given him – a nice apartment in a smart area.
Once he’d been buzzed in through the security entrance, Alan took the lift up and knocked on the door.
“Hey…” smiled the guy, opening the door. “I’m Rob.”
“Hey…” nodded Alan. “Alan.”
Rob closed the door behind Alan and immediately drew their bodies together for a passionate kiss.
Alan could feel Rob’s arms around him – solid, muscular, fit, bulging.
Rob led the way to the bedroom, stripping the clothes off Alan and then pushing him down onto the bed.
Alan looked up at Rob as the older man slowly got naked.
Joining Alan on the bed, Rob pressed his body down against Alan. Lying face-to-face, kissing passionately, their hard cocks pressed between them.
Rob moved his mouth down Alan’s body – teasing his nipples, eventually finding his cock. Rob used his tongue to add some lubrication onto Alan’s cock-shaft, and then steadily took every inch into the back of his throat.
“How’s that feel, son?” asked Rob, taking a break from deep-throating Alan’s cock.
“So good, Daddy…” moaned Alan.
Rob lifted Alan’s legs and pushed his knees back towards his chest, exposing his ass. Rob’s mouth connected with Alan’s boy-cunt and he shoved his tongue deep inside.
Alan was moaning with pleasure, loving the feeling of Rob’s tongue inside him – he could feel his fuck-hole responding, relaxing, opening up.
Rob spat into the palm of his hand and smeared it over the head of his cock. He lined his spit-slick cock-head up against Alan’s twitching boy-cunt.
“Take it slow, Daddy…” urged Alan. “Please, take it slow.”
Rob winked and then slowly began to push forward. Alan did his best to relax his body and control his breathing as inch after inch of Rob’s thick’s cock entered him.
“Ungh…” grunted Alan.
“It’s okay, son…” soothed Rob. “Daddy’s got you.”
Continuing to work his cock in and out of Alan’s boy-cunt, Rob leant forward and brought their mouths together in a deep, passionate kiss. Having Rob sucking on his tongue helped distract Alan from his protesting fuck-hole as Rob’s thick cock stretched it and tested his limits.
“That’s it son…” murmured Rob, his breath hot on Alan’s ear. “You’ve got every inch now. How’s that feel?”
“Amazing…” moaned Alan. “It feels fucking amazing, Daddy. Fuck me. I want you to fuck me.”
“Buckle up, boy…” growled Rob. “Daddy’s going to ruin your cunt.”
Rob grabbed Alan by the legs and began to pound his cock in and out of Alan’s stretched boy-cunt, fucking him hard, fucking him deep.
It was one of the most intense fucks that Alan had ever experienced – just when he felt that he couldn’t take any more, Rob would ease off and they would kiss passionately before the pounding would resume.
At some point, Alan felt himself cumming. He hadn’t even been touching his cock but Rob’s thick cock felt so good banging into his prostate that his body instinctively hit the release button.
Seeing Alan spilling his load all over himself seemed to push Rob past the point of no return. He arched his back and thrust deep inside Alan’s stretched cunt. Alan could feel Rob’s load flooding him, filling him up.
They kissed – their bodies glued together by Alan’s cum, Rob’s cock still embedded in Alan’s cum-sloppy cunt.
“You did good, boy…” grinned Rob, wiping up Alan’s cum and feeding it to him with his fingers. “You did good. You made Daddy proud.”