My Son is on Grindr
by Xavier L

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I was at work when I got a surprising text from a buddy. “Shay is on Grindr.”
“Are you sure?” I asked.
“100%”
I was pretty stunned. Not necessarily that my son was interested in guys because his mother and I figured he was gay since he was little. But he's only 16! What the fuck is he doing on a hookup app?
He sent me a screenshot, and there was no denying it was my boy. Reading some of his info showed he was definitely looking to get lucky, and apparently he's into older guys.
My mind was whirling. Doesn't he realize how dangerous this is? Why can't he just do it with some high school friend or something? 
Then I got hopeful. I bet he wouldn't follow through. There was only one way I could really test that, though. I couldn't ask my friend because he'd probably recognize him. So I decided to make a fake account myself. What is it they call that shit today? Catfishing?
I went ahead and downloaded some photos I could use on my profile. I picked some that would obviously look older. I went ahead and put close to my age in there. I quickly discovered they show your distance to others, so I had to make a change to the settings so it wouldn't fuck up my experiment.
I looked at some profiles just to see how these guys talk to each other. Then I sent him a message and told him he was hot.
A little later I got his response. I told him he looked young for his age (since his profile said 18). He admitted he might have had to tell a lie to open his account.
We chatted for a bit before he sent me a dick pic followed by a pic with him spreading his buttcheeks apart so I could see his pink asshole. I felt a bit nauseated. I wasn't sure what to say, so I figured I'd respond as if he were a chick.
“Nice pussy.”
“It's tight, too.”
I thought I might just vomit at this point. “Think it could handle a big dick?”
I sent him a photo I had downloaded.
“If you gave it to me slow. I'm a virgin.”
Fuck! What do I say now? Finally I just threw out “Gonna need lots of lube.”
“I have plenty. Want to meet tonight?”
I knew he was supposed to be at work tonight. I wasn't sure what I should say. Should I just disconnect now and bring it up at home? No, that might not look good.
“You want to fuck my tight ass or not?” he messaged me.
“What time?” I was trying to think fast. Not sure what the hell I should say or do.
“I work in a store, and it closes at 8. Why don't we say 9 just to make sure I'm alone.”
Fuck, fuck, fuck! “Where?”
He gave me the address and told me to come through the back door which will be unlocked.
My mind was whirling. I wanted to scare him. “Cool. To make it even more fun, keep the room dark.”
“That sounds hawt!”
“And I won't speak.”
“Fuck I can't wait!”
“C U at 9” I texted.
He sent me a photo of his pants pulled down. He was pulling down the boxers to show me his hard dick. I had seen him wearing these exact ones this morning.
“Can't wait to pound that virgin ass!”
“I'll be lubed and naked.”
Okay maybe this had gone too far. Throughout the day I kept trying to think how I should handle this, should I call him and let him know, and so on. 
At one point I thought I just wouldn't show up and—what's the term?—oh yeah and ghost him. The problem with that is he wouldn't learn a lesson. As I sat eating dinner later in the day I decided I'd show up. I would just figure out a way to scare the shit out of him.
As I drove to his work, I realized he might see my car which would ruin the plan, so I parked farther away. When I got to the door, I was hopeful he had changed his mind and it would be locked. 
It opened right as I turned the knob. The room was dark as we had discussed. When I entered and shut the door, I heard him say: “Over here. If you just walk straight ahead you won't run into any boxes.” 
As I peered toward his voice, I noticed what looked like a bit of light under a closed door. I could see what appeared to be two feet in front of the door. As I approached, I tried to think of what I was going to do to shock him.
I did clip the edge of a box which made me trip a little.
“You okay?” he asked.
I put a hand on his shoulder since I didn't want to speak.
“Oh good! Sorry. I tried to clear it up as well as I could without being obvious to my boss.”
I felt his hands on my chest. They moved to my shoulders. “You're still wearing clothes,” he said. He began unbuttoning my shirt. I almost stepped back, but I felt his hands on my skin. “You have nice muscles,” he said.
I ran my hands up his bare arms.
“Your hands feel good on my skin.” He took hold of my hands and guided them down his back until I was gripping his ass.
With him rubbing up against me, I noticed my dick was starting to respond. I kind of panicked when I felt his hands undoing my belt.
“Shay—“ I wanted to say to stop him, but before I could even really think of what else to say he was rubbing my crotch through my boxer briefs. I opened my mouth but went mute as I felt him getting into position to blow me. His fingers pulled at the elastic of my underwear. 
I put my hand on his head. I was going to stop him, but I felt his lips on my growing rod. My cock was growing rapidly as he sucked on it, and I was losing my will to intervene.
When I was rock hard, he stood up. I felt his lips on mine, and I reflexively opened as I felt his tongue. His fingers slid under the shirt at my shoulders, and as he shoved my remaining clothing off my body, I stepped forward.
With him against the door, he turned his body so that my hard-on was rubbing against his ass. He reached behind him and took hold of my cock. I lost it and pushed forward. It took a little maneuvering before I felt my dick slide into the entrance to his ass.
My lust took over, and I stepped forward to push more of my cock into his tight hole.
“It's so big,” he moaned.
I took hold of his hips and pulled him backward as I pushed myself deeper inside. Soon I felt him pushing his butt toward me more, and I began feeding my cock to his hole more urgently.
As I began fucking him harder, it was more difficult to keep my mouth shut. There was no way I was going to ruin this by speaking. I hadn't had sex in a long time, and I was turned on beyond belief.
I wanted to edge to make ths last longer, but it wasn't going to happen. He was too fucking tight. I was going to unload quickly. At first I figured I'd just shoot on his back, but as my orgasm grew I knew I wasn't pulling out.
I could hear him moaning softly. I could tell he wanted to be louder, but that was probably a risk.
As the door began rattling with our fucking, we slid to the right so we were against a wall. I leaned down and started sucking on his neck while I plowed his sweet ass. He seemed to be fighting to keep his knees from buckling, and my cock exploded deep inside his hole.
I reached around, took hold of his hard dick, and jacked him off until I could feel his hot jizz dripping on my hand and a loud moan. His dick twitched in my hand.
I relaxed my grip once it felt like he had stopped cumming. He guided my hand to his mouth, and I could feel him licking his jizz off my hand. It made me want to fuck him again.
I pulled out. I felt him at my feet. He took hold of my pants and underwear and pulled them back up for me. “I hope we can do this again,” he said as we kissed.
As I walked to the door to leave, I quickly put my shirt back on. My heart was pounding. I somewhat felt disgusted at what I had just on, but at the same time I couldn't stop thinking of what he looked like naked in his photos, how his hot skin felt, and his moaning. And how fucking good my cock felt in his tight ass.

I was in my bed reading when he got home. He saw my light was on and knocked at the door. After I told him to come in, he smiled and came over and sat down by me. I could see the hickey from where I had been sucking on his neck.
I put my hand on it and said: “Looks like you had some fun tonight.”
“What?” he panicked. He went to my mirror, and I saw his anxious look when he spotted the small bruise.
“It's okay, Shay. Want to tell me about her?” I quickly caught myself before saying “him” since he hadn't told me yet.
“Ummm, someone I kind of met tonight.”
“And she's already leaving a hickey? Go you!”
I enjoyed watching his face turn a bright shade of red.
“Just one of those things that—happens.”
“Gotcha.”
As he talked about the rest of his day, I kept seeing the photos of him naked and remembered how his skin felt as I fucked him. 
“Well, I'm pretty beat so I'm going to say goodnight.” We hugged before he walked out of the room.
My dick was halfway hard. What the fuck!

I had my phone on do not disturb so didn't see his Grindr message to me until I woke up. “That was fucking awesome! Want to meet again tonight?”
I wasn't thinking right as I responded: “Yeah? You need some big dick up your tight ass?”
“I dreamt about it last night. We can still be in the dark if you want. And I can set up some boxes for you to bend me over.”
I thought about it for a bit. I now had an idea how to scare him. “Same time?” I asked which he confirmed.
Last year for a Halloween party I dressed up as a cop. I still had the handcuffs. I figured I'd surprise him with those. He would be begging me to stop.
When the time came, I made sure I had the cuffs and the key in my pocket. I was almost laughing at how freaked out he'd be, and I wouldn't have to worry about this anymore.
After I closed the door, he told me where the boxes were and he was in the same spot as last night.
I let him strip me like last time, but I kept the cuffs in one of my closed hands. Once he turned around, I ran my hand up an arm. Once I found the wrist I slapped a cuff on it.
“What?” he said surprised. I moved this hand down behind him and grabbed his other hand. “So fucking hawt!” he said as I clipped the other cuff.
I whipped him to the side and bent him over the boxes hard. I smacked him hard on his ass.
“Yes! Fuck yes! Fuck me hard!”
I stood there stunned.
“Give me your big cock, man! I NEED it!”
My throbbing dick overrode my good judgment, and I found myself entering his tight hole once again. This time I didn't really take my time. I just shoved it forward. I heard him make sounds of pain which were followed by a moan. I grabbed his shoulders, pulled my cock back and slammed it back into him.
“YES!!!” he cried.
I felt dirty at how much I wanted to just pound his ass now, but that didn't stop me. I started plowing his hole eagerly.
It was difficult, but I was able to have enough control to at least change things up a bit. Some rapid fucking followed by slower, deeper thrusts. I still didn't manage to last as long as I wanted. It was so fucking hot I just lost most of my control.
After I was done unloading, I pulled out. I contemplated leaving him in cuffs, but with my DNA up his ass that probably wasn't a good idea. I undid one of them and placed the key in his hand.
“That was so fucking awesome!” he said as I quickly pulled on my clothes and got the hell out of there. “Don't you want your—“ was what I heard as I shut the door behind me and ran back to my car.
When I got home, it took a few shots of whisky to calm my mind and hands. I got a notification from a message.
“I can't tomorrow, but how about the day after?”
“What the fuck!” I actually said out loud.

I didn't respond and ignored the multiple additional messages he sent me. When he got home he seemed bummed, but he didn't want to talk about it. In the morning, I looked at them, and this one caught my eye: “Look, I'll be home alone if you want to do me there so it's more comfortable.”
He knew I wouldn't be home that night since I was supposed to work second shift. “Fucking hell!” I thought.
“Let's do it,” I messaged back while I was pissed off.
Meets this guy twice in a dark room and is inviting him to our fucking house? I was fuming! I checked in with a coworker who was willing to trade. “What the fuck!” I said out loud again.

That night he confirmed I was coming. He gave me our address, told me which door would be unlocked and how to get to his room. He said he would leave his light off, and I could turn off the hallway light if I wanted.
When I was coming home, I parked my car down a different street. I decided to go in the door he instructed since he might be alerted if I entered a different door. As I climbed the stairs, I looked at our family photos. I envisioned him naked beneath me. I heard his moaning. By the time I reached his door, my decision had been made.
I stripped out of my clothes before entering his room. By the time I got to his bed, I was rock hard. I walked to the head of his bed. I reached down and grabbed his hair and pulled his head to my dick. He began sucking me right away. I forced him to deep throat me. The gagging didn't make him stop. When I let him take a breath, I could feel him wipe his face, but he kept blowing me.
When I was ready, I shoved him backward. I could see the silhouette of his body as he flipped over onto his stomach. I got on top of him and fed him my meat. Once it was buried, I decided to speak finally.
“You like my big cock, Shay?”
He started to move, but I made sure my weight was against him. I felt his arm moving toward his nightstand. I figured he wanted to turn the light on, and I decided I'd let him.
I closed my eyes as the light filled the room. When I slowly opened them to adjust to the lighting, I enjoyed seeing his stunned expression.
“This is the problem with Grindr. You just never know what or who you're going to get.”
I pulled my dick backward and rammed it back in. The look of intense pleasure was enough for me to continue fucking him. “Since you enjoy my dick so much, we're gonna make this one last, son.”
“Dad—“ he began, but I started doing some deep thrusts which made him bite his pillow.
I started kissing his face, and he tried to turn his head. I grabbed his chin and moved his face so we could kiss. His lips were closed, but as I pushed my tongue against them he finally gave in. As my tongue rubbed against his, he started kissing me back. 
As I felt his body relax again, I picked up speed and soon was pounding his butt. After a bit of that I slowed down.
“Why?” he asked.
“Because my cock feels so damn good in your ass, and you invited me.”
“No, I mean why did you connect with me on Grindr?”
I left my meat buried in his hole. “Someone saw you on there and that you were looking for older guys. I was going to teach you a lesson, but it didn't go the way I wanted.”
“Get on your knees,” I said.
I held onto his hips as he slid his legs under him and moved so we were in doggy style. I gripped his hips as I returned to pounding him. I did this for a bit before holding onto him as I sat on my feet. He was now in my lap. I took hold of his chin again, and as soon as I lightly tugged on it, he turned his head and willingly received my tongue. I ran my hands up and down his thin, naked body as we kissed before taking hold of his hard-on and slowly stroking him. He moved his body up and down as I pushed up with my hips. I enjoyed feeling his swimmer's muscles beneath my fingers.
Soon I guided him back onto his belly, and I continued ramming his sweet ass. After a bit I could feel him cumming. I slowed down and reached under him to squeeze his dick while he orgasmed.
I returned to alternating between slow, long thrusts and rapid fucking. I enjoyed hearing the noise of our bodies colliding and his soft moans. Occasionally I would stop with my cock buried inside him and would just make small movements. I guess I should feel ashamed at how good it felt to me to feel my son's smaller body beneath me.
“So you didn't answer my question.”
“What. Question?” he asked in grunts as I began doing deep thrusts again.
“Do you like my big cock?” When he didn't answer, I smacked him hard on the ass.
“YES! Okay? Yes, I like your big cock.”
I was getting close. I pulled out and stood next to his bed. He looked at me confused.
“Get on the floor on your knees,” I said. He got down on all fours like doggy style. “No, just your knees. You're going to do something we haven't yet.”
As he moved into position, he asked “What?”
I gently stroked one side of his face as I looked into his blue eyes. “You're swallowing my load.” I guided his head forward.
“I don't want to swallow my dad's cum.”
“My jizz has been up your ass at least twice.”
“But I didn't know it was you!” he said stunned.
“And now you know who it is you're swallowing.” I grabbed his head and pulled it forward.
He initially put his hands on my legs and tried to push away, but I had a firm grip. “You're sucking my fucking cock!”
Finally he opened his mouth, and I slowly fed him my meat. It was so hot watching my boy's bright red lips moving up and down my veiny shaft. As I started moving my hips back and forth, he began sucking me more earnestly.
“Fuck yeah, Shay! Suck that fucking cock!”
As he sped up, he grabbed onto my ass. I humped his mouth faster. I deep throated him a couple of times just because I loved hearing him gag. I didn't much last longer, and it felt amazing to feel my dick twitching in my son's throat. I looked down at him as I stroked his blonde hair out of his face.
I was feeling a bit weak-kneed so sat down on his bed. He sat down next to me and took a drink from his water bottle. I saw his phone on the nightstand. I picked it up and handed it to him. “Now, delete your profile and delete the app.”
I watched as he did it. I took him by the chin and turned his head toward mine again. I followed my urge and went in for a kiss. As we kissed, I could feel my lust reviving.
“Let's take this to my bed where we have more room.” He looked at me with a stunned expression. “Come on!” I said as I rolled my eyes.
Once we were in my room, I pulled him close to me. “Guys have never really turned me on, but there's something different about you.”
“Well, I AM your child. . . “
I kissed him hard at first, but as he relaxed it became more tender. I ran my hands up and down his bare back. Soon I guided him backward onto my bed. I moved my lips to his neck and sucked on his soft skin. I could feel his hard dick pressing into me.
I moved onto my side as we returned to French kissing. I took hold of his hard-on and slowly stroked him. Soon I felt his hand on mine. The fire quickly grew within me.
“I need that tight ass again, Shay. I need to be inside you.”
“Fuck me,” he breathed as I sucked on his neck again. “Fuck me, Dad!” 
We kissed passionately again for a few moments before he broke the kiss and rolled over. I stared at his pale, damp skin and let my hand slide down his body to his perfect butt.
I can't remember the last time I came two times in the same night. I was going to make this one last for sure.