DAD'S CONDOM
Peter reached into the box and grabbed the bag inside. Opened the bag and
poured his underwear and socks into the drawer. He had finally moved from his
mums, after months of constant fighting she had called his dad and within the week
Peter had a job at his dads shop and was moving in. His dad had divorced his mum 10
years ago, just before she turned into the reborn Christian she was now. Peter was
happy to be moving to the city because some months back he had finally admitted to
himself that he was gay. It all happened when he was visiting his best friend from
before kinder garden, who had moved into the city to start college. Peter had visited
his dad and then went to see Adrian. As always Peter just barged into Adrians
dormroom, and there on the bed he found Adrian beating his meat. It wasn't the first
time that he had seen Adrian jerking off, they had done that together a millions times
while being teenagers. It was the guy pounding his huge cock into another man on the
TV that shocked Peter. Adrian got his pants on in the blink of an eye, but forgot all
about the movie he was watching. That night Peter and Adrian had a long talk, and as
Peter drove back to his dads he thought about what Adrian had said and before he
knew what happened he found himself having the same feelings as Adrian about girls
and men. Peter talked a lot with Adrian on the phone over a few weeks and then one
day Peter had accepted that he was probably gay. He hadn't had sex with another
man, but he was quite sure about it. That's when the arguing started with his mum,
she being what she was. And Peter was not going to tell his mum about his new
feelings. And now he was unpacking his things in his new room.
His dad had given him one of the two rooms that connected to the bathroom.
Usually he would sleep in the room at the other end of the house. But his dad said that
with both of them using the bathroom he might as well get the other room that was
connected to the bathroom. His dad had the other room. Peters dad had built the
house himself and it was the perfect bachelor house. The house was circular, you
came through the front door and would walk straight into the livingroom, which was
round. At the far end was an alcove where his dad had built a Jacuzzi raised above the
livingroom. The sofa was sunken into the ground in a semi-circle and a huge TV in
front of the sofa. All the room in the house were placed adjoining the livingroom.
There was a trainingroom with sauna, 2 guestrooms, the kitchen connected to a
dinningroom, then the jacuzzi, the toilet, dadsroom, the bathroom and then his room.
The place was a bit weird and yet it was his dads for as long as Peter could remember.
Peter went back to his room and finished unpacking, his dad would be back within the
hour. Then he heard his dads car pull up. Peter went into the livingroom as his dad
came in. Ever since he had heard Adrian calling his dad a hunk, Peter was finding
hard not to look at his dad with the same eyes. At the age of forty his dad was indeed
a hunk. He was the classic bearman. His shoulders were twice as wide as his hips.
The trainingroom had been used a lot. His dad had always said that after the divorce
he had a lot of free time. His skin was sunbronzed and his 6'2" frame was held in
place by masses of muscles. The whole thing was finished by covering him from head
to toe in dark curly hair. His face had a square jaw and was always covered with
stuble. Even when he had shaved his chin showed the dark shadow of stuble, by
nighttime it had grown out again. Peter had never seen his dad naked so he didn't even
know about his meat, but by the looks of his basket Peter guest there to be a good sized
piece there. These last months looking at his dad had been a picture of the kind of man
Peter was turned on by, and hoped to find some day. His dad was anti-fag, so telling
him about his sexual needs would just get Peter killed. But thinking about the kind of
body his dad had was no crime, Peter thought. Many a nights he had dreamt about
sucking a man like his dad. Peter was not much smaller or hairless than his dad, but
his dad had that type of body were the muscles weren't hard like granite all the time.
His dad had said that was a real problem for him, and he wished to have Peters
muscles. Peter thought different. The next few days went by as usual when Peter
visited his dad, but by the time they got to the weekend his dad asked if Peter wanted
to go on the town with him. Peter was really surprised because it was the first time
that his dad had asked him to go into town with him.
The truck stopped in front of a cowboybar, and Peter just couldn't believe his
eyes, he knew his dad was into the country style thing, but a cowboybar ?!!. The
bachelor thing had really gotten to his old man. As the even progressed Peter noticed
that the men in the bar were quite nice. They all had the real man look about them,
and as the beer kicked in he found himself sexually turned on by the men in the room.
His dad was dancing with a girl Peters age, which confirmed his suspicion about the
bachelor thing with his dad. By the time Peter was seriously drunk he found himself
getting a hard-on just looking at the men he could see. Then his dad was at his side
with the young thing he had been dancing with all evening, and they drove home. Half
the time Peter slept in the car, but at some point his eyes opened to see the girl
grabbing his dads crotch and Peter was sure he saw the contour of his dads cock, but
then he fell asleep again. Suddenly his dad was helping him through the door of the
house and walking him to the bedroom. He closed his eyes and then opened them
again as his dad was taking off his shirt. Peter tried to unbutton his trousers, his dad
helped. He was then pushed onto the bed, Peter grabbed his jockeyshorts and took
them off and fell promptly asleep, but not before he felt his dad pulling his covers up.
Peter woke suddenly, by the sound of pounding and groaning. The groaning sounded
like a bear eating a poor victim. Then Peter remembered about the girl his dad had
danced with, and got a hard-on just from hearing a man like his dad groaning. There
was a loud grunt and then silence, Peter was just about to fall asleep when he heard the
bathroom door from his dads open, then the small garbage can being opened, then he
heard pissing, not the kind women do, but the pissing of a real horse. The door was
shut again and hearing the pissing reminded Peter of the gallon of beer he had drunk.
He got out of bed and went to the bathroom, he could hear loud snoring from his dads
room. Peter pissed, and looked down and saw that the lid of the garbage can was
opened, inside was a filled condom. His dads condom ! Peter didn't know why, but he
bent down and took the thing. It was still warm he felt. His cock was rock hard in a
second, he closed his door and switched his light on. His dad really did give a big load
Peter thought. Peter knew he came a lot more than Adrian and still he didn't fill a
condom like the one in his hand. Peter weighed it in his hand and was really turned on
that he was holding another mans cum in his hand, even though it was his dads. He
grabbed his dick and started jerking, while running the filled condom up and down his
chest. The filled tip playing with his nipples, slapping the condom on his dick.
Suddenly he wanted to open the condom, he wanted to feel his dads cum. He reached
into the dresser and found the scissors. He opened the condom and slipped it onto his
hard 8-incher, his dads cum covered the cockhead, this was driving Peter to a total
sexual frenzy. He jerked his granite hard cock with his dads condom on. At some
point some of the cum had run out and was covering Peter pubs and running down his
balls. Peter grabbed the tip of the condom and slipped it of his cock. He was pulling it
up towards him and his cock was glistening with his dads seed, as the rest ran out
covering his flat stomach, chest and then chin. As the condom reached his mouth Peter
moved his hands down to his chest and stomach spreading the liquid. His fist grabbed
his meat and as the first drop of cum slipped into his open mouth he jerked his cock
and came. His cum hit the headboard and his chin, hid chest and then ran down his
hand. He squeezed the last drops out and swallowed the bitter salty taste of his dad.
After his body calmed down he ran his hands up and down his chest and stomach
mixing the 2 loads, every now and then bringing his fingers up to his mouth licking the
salty flavour off them. Peter fell asleep soon after that, with his cum mixed in with his
old mans seed covering his entire upper body.
Peter woke up as the light burst through his window. Peter opened his eye to
find his dad drawing the curtains aside wearing a pair of boxershorts.
"Morning, sport. Hard night?!" he said as he opened the window. "Breakfast in 5
minutes." he turned and move out the door. Peter stretched and suddenly noticed that
he was buck naked in bed and his covers were on the floor. Then he remembered the
night before and was embarrassed. Then he remembered the condom and looked
around, panicking if his dad had seen it in his room. Then he felt it, he was laying on
it. Peter sat up, and now understood why his dad had opened the window. The room
stank of sex and cum. Peter grabbed his jockey shorts, and slipped them on. Got up
and went to the bathroom to washup, then went to the kitchen. His dad was making
breakfast standing by the cooker. Peter saw that the girl was nowhere to be seen.
"Where's the girl?" he asked as he sat down.
"Had work" his dad answered, in a husky voice. Peter looked at his dad as he moved
back and forth in the kitchen, Peter seeing his dick moving behind the material of his
dads boxershorts. Then Peter thought about it, and to his surprise it dawned on him
that it was the first time he had seen his dad in this kind of outfit. Usually he would
wear underwear under the shorts. The rest of the day and week went as usual and they
soon found a rhythm to their routine. The second weekend was like the weekend
before Peter went with his dad to the bar, but didn't get as drunk this time and his dad
scored another girl. They went home and his dad fucked the girl, came and went to the
bathroom. Peter went to bathroom a while after his dad and found the condom, played
with his dads load and came. And so it went on week after week for a couple of
months. To Peters amazement he found his dad to be the kind of man that walked
around the house in briefs or boxershorts a lot, and by now Peter was very sure that his
old man had a big piece between his legs.
Then one weekend Peter didn't feel up to going to town, his dad went and
some time during the night Peter went to bed. After some hours of sleep Peter heard
his dad opening his door, look in and then turn around without closing the door. Peter
could hear his dad whispering and a girl giggling. There was some kissing by the
sound of it and then Peter hear a zipper being opened and sucking sound, his dad
moaning. Peter had to see for himself, got out of bed and moved up to the door. His
dad was standing in front of the door a few feet away, trousers to the ground, hairy ass
showing. His hips moving back and forward, the woman was sucking his dad. Peters
cock was hard instantly seeing his dad face fuck a woman. She had her hand down her
jeans, as she sucked Peters dads cock. Then Peter heard his dad.
"Suck my daddy dick, bitch" and she sucked hard and faster. "Suck the head"
"hmmmm, that's it." She sucked harder and harder. Peter jerked his cock harder and
harder. Suddenly his dad bent down and grabbed the woman under the arms, lifting
her up. Peter got a glance of his dads balls, they where big. His dad starter to turn
around and Peter hid behind the wall. He heard his dad move and dared a look, but he
had all ready moved to the bedroom. Then Peter heard groaning and moaning and the
bedroom door banging rhythmically. Peter jerked his dick harder then he heard his dad
shout out a loud "AHHH" and came with his dad. The cum hit the door, the floor and
then ran down his hands. Peter leaned against the wall next to the door and ate the
cum on his hand. He heard some bustling and his dads voice then the door to the
bedroom opened and the woman moved out and towards the front door. His dad
wearing boxershorts right behind her. Peter then saw his dad kiss her goodbye and
turned around, Peter was sure that the dick flooping between his legs under the
material was bigger than usual. His dad moved towards the bedroom again. Peter
jumped back to bed and had only miliseconds before he saw his dad close his door.
Then he fell asleep. The next day his dad was humming all the time. He wore his
boxershorts all the time.
The weekend after that was even better for Peter, after they came home his dad
went to his usual task of fucking a new woman. Peter lay in bed waiting for him to
finish, hearing his dad groan, moan and pounding the living daylights out of the poor
woman. His pounding sounded louder than usual and after some time he heard the
woman moaning louder and louder. Then he heard his dad cumming, it could have
rattled the windows apart. Peters cock had been hard the whole time, waiting for the
little bag his dad would throw in the bin. He then heard his dads door open and close.
Then his door from the bathroom opened and his dad stuck his head through, Peter had
pulled his covers up to his waist Peters heart leapt to his throat and he felt panic mix
with sexual craze !
"Hey sport, for you!" And he threw the condom on to Peter. It landed on his chest
with a splat. He smiled and closed the door. The cum ran out and down from Peters
chest towards his hard meat. Peter removed his covers and grabbed his dick jerking
hard. It only took a moment before he came, bursting past his head even hitting the
headboard. Then hitting the condom on his chest Peter ran his hands up down his body
smearing the cum, tasting it enjoying the smell of it.
The next morning Peter was shaken gently, he woke up to see his dad standing
next to the bed wearing a towel. He reached down, took the condom from the night
before and held it up. He walked out of the room, shouting back. "Take bath, sport".
Peter did just that. When he had dressed he went to the kitchen. To his surprise, the
woman he had taken back with him was sitting at the table.
"My boy, Peter. Peter this is Mary, from accounting"
"Morning" was all he could say, he looked at his dad. He was also dressed. The rest
of the day was spent watching TV, reading and at some point Peter went to work out.
That evening his dad and Mary sat in the sofa talking, kissing and Peter
decided to go to bed early. By midnight he heard the Jacuzzi and splashing. Peter got
out of bed and took a look. His dad was facing towards Peters room and Mary was
facing his dad. His dad gave a small blink, the kind most people don't see unless you
know the person. He then leaned forward and kissed Mary. They kissed for some
time, Peter watching from his room in the shadows, knowing that his dad knew he was
watching. His dad kissed Marys neck and mouth then lifted her out of the tub. Sitting
her down on the edge.
"What about Peter?" she asked in a low voice.
"He's sleeping." his dad answered even though he had seen him. They kissed more,
Peter was glued to the scene in front of him. His dad took her bikini top off, bent
down and sucked her tits, then he went lower and took her bikini bottoms off. Went
between her legs, Peter could hear him sucking and moaning. She was moaning too.
She then grabbed his face, lifting him up so he stood in the tub. Peter couldn't see
much of his dad since she was shielding him from Peters view. Peter could see her
slipping his dads swimming shorts down. His dad bent and placed the trunks next to
Mary, Peter then heard her moan and knew by the way his dad moved that he was
sticking his hard dick into her. His dad moved in and out of her, she leaned back and
Peter could now see his dad face on. He could see right down his dads frame to the
black pubs and every now and then the huge root that was the base of his dads meat.
His dad fucked her good, but he alway managed to hide his dick from Peters view.
They fucked for a while, then Mary got up said something to his dad, he answered her.
They both took their swimming suits on and got out of the water. Peter saw his dads
cock filling his trunks, but couldn't figure out exactly how big he was. Peter moved
further back into the shadows as they passed his room, and then heard his dads door
slam shut. Then came the pounding, grunting, moaning and finally him cumming.
Peter pulled his covers all the way to his chin as he heard his dads bathroom door
open. Then his bathroom door opened and his dad wearing a bathrobe came in.
"Hey sport, want it?!"Peter just stared up at his dad. He lifted his eyebrow, Peter
nodded hoping he wouldn't kill him now. His dad reached into the robe and removed
the condom. The whole time his cock was hidden in the robe. Then Peter saw the
condom, filled with his dads seed. His dad sat down next to Peter on the bed and with
his free hand reached up, and took hold of the covers. With a little force his dad
yanked the covers down. His dads hand flat on Peter moved the covers down his chest
towards his crotch. The anticipitation of his dads hand moving down his chest and
stomach was both deadly frightning and sexually intense. Just as his hand reached
Peters navel he stopped, and with his other hand he poured his cum unto his boys hairy
chest. Squeezing every last drop out. He looked at it as it ran down Peters chest,
down his stomach. Some of his cum touched his thumb, then his dad lifted his cum
covered finger touched his thumb on Peters square chin leaving a drop sitting there.
Peters mind was totally turned on, the fire of sexual frenzy burning in his eyes. His
dad got up and moved very quickly back to the bathroom, without looking back. Peter
saw the door shut and flung his covers aside, looking down he saw his cock pulsating
in rhythm with his heart. His hand reached his cock, stroked twice before Peter
couldn't take more of it. His cum exploded out of him, more than ever. Four spurts of
cum hit his headboard and face, the last three blasts landed on his chest and stomach.
Peter reached up to his stomach and tried to scrape as much cum as he could onto his
hand. The cum filled hand went straight for his mouth filling it with salty manhood
from his dad and himself.
The next morning his dad stuck his head through the bathroom door to Peters
room.
"Hey sport, get up we've got to go to work. And take a shower, don't want you
stinking in the shop when the customers come." Peter opened his eyes looked at his
dad, pulling the covers off. He got up and went to the bathroom. The door to his dads
room closed as per normal since he moved in. He pissed and flushed. As he turned
from the toilet the door to his dads room opened. His old man came in wearing a
towel around his waist, and looked at Peter standing buck naked. His eyes went up
and down Peters body, Peter was only half awake so he didn't even have time to react
on his dad barging in like that. Then his dad reached into the shower turned the water
on and before Peter could think he was guided by his father to the shower. He was
shoved in. His dad rummaged around until Peter was finished. Peter was having a
hard time not getting a hard-on. His dad would see in a second since the shower was a
cylinder of clear glass. The whole time his cock was semi hard. Peter opened the
shower door reached over to the wall for a towel, as his dad moved back to his room.
Peter found the wall devoid of towels.
"Oh, here you can have mine!" his dad said reached down took hold of his towel. He
was facing away from Peter as the towel slipped of his hips. He turned his upper body
throwing the towel towards Peter never showing his cock. All Peter saw was his dads
hairy ass, covered in black curly hairs still damp from the shower. And for a split
second Peter was sure he saw his dads dick as he turned into his room. Standing with
his dads towel in his hand his cock swelled to full hardness. It was almost impossible
for him not to think about his dads naked body. Peter hurried to his room, hiding his
hard meat in case his dad suddenly decided to return.
"Hurry up in there!" came a shout from his dads room. Peter hurried to find a jockey
and slipped it on. Then his jean and a t-shirt. As the day passed by he found himself
remembering the night before and his dads bathroom scene. The jockey shorts and
jeans turned out to be a real bad idea. The whole day his cock swelled and his mind
just couldn't concentrate.
"Oh, sport. Mary will be coming tonight around nine, but she will have to leave soon
after again. Something about her husband!" His dad had said sitting next to Peter over
lunch. "So I hope you can make yourself scars for ˝ hour or so. Maybe you could
pump some weighs and then go to bed after." The last thing had that fatherly order
tone. And as he said it he looked down between Peters legs. The comment and look
was enough to bring Peters cock to life again, he tried to hide it by leaning forward
over the table. His dad just grinned took his plate and cup, stood up and went back to
work.
The rest of the day Peter walked in a sexual dream frenzy. For the most part
his cock stayed hard. As evening approached and Peter drove back home with his dad,
he kept looking down at his fathers crotch, trying to see his daddydick. When they
came home his dad said he would take a bath, Peter sat down to watch TV after
hearing the bathroom lock clicking. After the bath his dad came out wearing a
jockstrap. His bulged filled it to the brim and as he passed Peter looked up to see his
dads hairy ass showing. He went to the kitchen and came back with some beer. His
huge bulge inches from Peters face when he stopped and opened a can of beer, reached
down and gave the beer to Peter. Peter could see the contour of his dads meat in the
material, his balls filling the material fully out. Then Peter saw the make of the
jockstrap and knew his dad had taken one of Peters jockstraps. Peters cock was
straining to escape his jeans. His dick was so hard it almost hurt against the jeans. His
dad then opened another beer and sat next to Peter watching TV. Peter kept looking at
the bulge, its roundness hiding the promise of a real man dick. His dad then leaned
back forcing his hips forward. His bulge just became bigger, the size of his bulge was
almost frighting and the material couldn't cover the whole thing so from Peters view
he could se the smallest hint of cock and ballsack covered in black curly hair. A lot of
the pubs sticking out all around the pouch. Peter could see the contours of a big
mushroom cockhead hanging straight down.
"More beer?" He asked Peter in a deep husky voice. Peter nodded. His dad got up
and moved into the kitchen. Peters eyes were glued to his fathers ass. The hairy round
butt having the right bounce. Peter had to press hard down on his cock while his dad
was in the kitchen, hoping the pain would make the thing fall back down. His dad
came back opened a beer and handed it to Peter. He opened his beer drank the whole
can standing in front of Peter, bulge jaunting in front of his mouth. Peter had to fight
not to reach up and touch the mountain of meat.
"You better get in there, it's 08.30. She will be here soon." Peter looked up the
expands of hair on his dads torso at the manly face looking down at him. Peter nodded
and got up. His dad didn't move, so Peter almost fell back in the sofa, but his dad
grabbed him around his waist pulling him up and closer. Peter could feel the size of
his dads crotch against his hard dick and the strong arms around him. It almost made
Peter feel like the little boy he once was being held in his dads strong arms. Then his
dad moved and Peter was free to go training. He went to his room stripped, took his
training clothes on. Then went to pump some weights.
He was almost finished when the doorbell rang, he waited for a while. Heard
his dad say that they should go to the bedroom. Peter heard the door slam shut. He
then finished training. Stretched and went to shower. The training had gotten his dick
back to a more normal state. But stripping and going to the bathroom, brought the
sounds of his dad fucking Mary into full focus. He showered with his cock hard. He
dried himself and went to the bedroom. He crawled into bed naked. The covers up to
his chest. Then he heard his dad cumming. There was some waiting and then he heard
Mary leaving, his dad showing her to the door. Then he heard his dad coming back.
His door to the livingroom opening, he switched the light on. He was wearing the
bathrobe hiding his dick.
"Want it, again." this time Peter just nodded. He reached into his robe and Peter saw
his arm move to remove the condom. Then Peter saw the filled bag, his dad moved
over to the bed and sat down next to Peter and again placed his hand on the covers.
Peter didn't hold them, so they slipped down his torso easily. His dad then emptied his
condom onto Peters chest, after the last drop had fallen on Peters chest he placed the
condom as near to his hidden crotch as possible. His dad then proceeded to smear his
load into Peters hairy chest. The feel of his dads cum and strong hands made Peters
mind melt into a sexual soup of taboo thoughts. Under his dads hands he writhed like
a cat in heat. The smell of his dads cum filling his every senses. Then his dad slipped
the covers of his boys waist exposing the hard cock. He looked down, as did Peter.
He took the condom again and this time slipped the wet sheath on the pulsating meat.
Peter moaned, his dad took the hard cock in his hand and just held it for a while. Peter
looked at his dad with lustful fire. Then Peter saw his dads free hand reach into the
robe again, between his legs. Peter could see his fathers underarm muscles flex. Then
the hand came out, and Peter saw his dads cum on hid index finger. The finger was
covered in cum his dad had just taken from his cock. The finger moved very slowly
towards Peters face. His dad jerking Peters hard 8 incher slowly at first and then
harder as the cum covered finger came close to Peters mouth. When the finger
touched Peters mouth, he opened it and his dads cum covered finger slipped in. The
salty taste of his dads cum and the jerking of his cock by another man drove him over
the top and he filled the condom like his father had done only moments ago. He
bucked and groaned as the cum filled the condom. After he had cum his dad took the
condom of Peters cock spilling the load on Peters stomach. The condom was still half
filled when he emptied it into Peters mouth. Peters mind was still in heaven when he
felt the condom slipping off and his salty load filled his mind. He groaned like never
before. As Peters eyes focussed again he felt his dad press the last few drops of load
out of his softening cock, moving his hand up letting Peter lick the cum off. His dad
then rose and left Peter alone.
"I've told Mary we´re taking 3 days off, and she would make sure only to call us if
there is any problems. Good night sport!" Peter didn't even thing about it, he just fell
into a dreamless sleep.
"You get up sport or are you going to sleep the whole day?" came the voice of his dad
as he pulled the curtains apart. The sun hit Peter sending heated sensations up his
body.
"Better wash up, sport !!" his dad said as he sat next to Peter placing a hand on Peters
hairy chest. "Hmmm" Peter answered back stretching.
"Sleep well?" his dad asked, Peter nodded. He felt his dads hand slip down to touch
his cock "you better wash before you stink the place out with that" he said as he
cupped Peters growing meat. His dad stood up reached down and help Peter out of
bed slapping his butt as he went to the bathroom. Peter showered and put a pair of
boxershorts on, and went to the kitchen. His dad was making breakfast wearing only a
pair of boxershorts too. Peter watched his dad working, and as his dad sat down he
asked
"So you gay or what?" Peter almost had a heart attack.
"I think so...." was all he could say hoping that coming out to his dad wasn't going to
destroy everything. His dad just smiled and the rest of the breakfast was spent talking
about Peters feelings and fears. He even told his dad about him being the first man he
had tried. His dad was shocked to hear it, but smiled saying something about it being
good that he was the first. Something about it being a lot safer this way, even if Peter
was just going through a phase. Then his dad asked about the condoms and the night
before. Peter told him that it was the most sexual feeling he ever could have imagined
happening to him. His dad smiled at this, because he had feared that he had gone to
far. They talked back and forth till late in the afternoon, and Peters cock had stayed
down the whole time. Then his dad said that the house needed a clean and that they
would order out for their supper. They cleaned the house and Peter looked at his dad
as much as he could during the rest of the day seeing his dads dick flop in his shorts
the whole time. As they finished the pizza came and his dad paid for it, and got a
sixpack out of the fridge. They sat in the sofa eating and drinking. They watched TV,
seeing some pieces of a film here and there. At some point his dad went to the toilet,
left the door open and pissed. Peter could see his dads back as he pissed and this
brought it all back and his cock swelled again. When his dad had finished he went
back to the sofa as he sat down Peter noticed that the fly in his dads shorts wasn't
buttoned. His dad took a beer opened it and leaned back. The fly opened some and
Peter could see the root of his dads cock and a little piece of the ballsack showing with
lots of black pubic hair surrounding it. Peters 8 incher showed clearly in the flimsy
material of his shorts. His dad looked over.
"Take your shorts down for me, sport."he said with the same fatherly order in his tone.
Peter slipped his hands down taking his boxers off. His hard cock bouncing up to his
stomach.
"Go in and lay down." his dad said. Peter went to his room, his dad went to his room
and came into Peters room moments later. He threw something at Peter, Peter looked
down and saw it was a sleepingband. His dad moved to stand above Peter, looking
down he opened his fly even more showing more cock "put it on, sport" Peter looked
at the band then slipped it over his head, blindfolding himself. In a second his hearing
and smelling senses became more acute. He felt his dads hand forcing Peter to sit at
the edge of the bed. His dad caressed Peters face, then slipped his hands down to
guide Peters hands up to feel his dads hairy chest and stomach. Then Peters hands
were guided to slip his dads shorts off. Peters could have cum right there end then,
with that one act. His dad guided one of Peters hands to touch the thick layer of hairs
around the root of his manhood. Peter felt the coarseness of his dads pubic hair,
turning him on like no thoughts ever could. Then his dad made Peter cup the two big
egg shaped balls that were the root of Peters existence. Peters cock pulsated to the
rhythm of his heart. He then felt his dad beating his cock, the smell of his manhood
deafening every other sense.
"You want dads cum, sport" he asked in a husky voice.
"Yes, daddy!" Peter almost shouted, massaging his dads heavy nuts. The smell of
musk heavy, his dad pulling harder on his dick. Suddenly Peters head was yanked
back as his dad grabbed the hair on top of his head, Peter opened his mouth from the
pain. He heard his dad groaning and grunting. The smell from his ballsack wafting
around Peters head. His dads grunting became harder and louder and Peter could feel
the balls pulling up, and even though his dad was pulling his head back by the hair
Peter opened his mouth more not out of pain but in anticipation of the load that was
coming. Then his dad growled and the tip of his dick touch Peters lips. The cum
exploded into his mouth filling it with its salty heavy cream. His dad shot twice before
Peter could swallow, the three after that he swallowed quickly feeling the burning
liquid running down his throat leaving a thick slick layer of salty cum in his mouth and
down his throat. The heavy smell of musk mixing with salty cum made Peter cum
without him touching his dick. The cum flowed out of his cockhead, running down the
length of his prick before coating his balls and dripping to the floor. All the while he
swallowed his dads seed, only the tip touching his mouth, his dad pumping a little
flavor out of his hotrod. Then his dad pushed the head of his cock in by forcing Peters
head forwards. Peter sucked the huge head feeling his own body bucking like his dad
from cumming. His dad pumped his cock head in and out of Peter for a while, until it
softened a little. He then took it out and bent down to put his shorts back on. He
pushed Peter down onto the bed and slipped the band off. Peter smiled looking up at
his dad, still tasting the heavy musky, salty cum in his mouth. His dad caressed his
boys hairy chest for while, Peter soon fell asleep.
Peter woke up the next morning with a foul salty, sticky stench in his mouth.
He went to the bathroom for a drink. The drink became a cleaning of teeth and then a
shower. He dried himself, wrapped the towel around his waist and went to check if his
dad was up. He opened the door to his dads bedroom and saw the hairy bear that was
his dad laying in bed with the sheets up to his waist. Peter came closer, his dad woke
looked up at Peter patted the side of the bed. Peter sat next to his dad. His dad placed
a hand on Peters shoulders forcing him to lay next to his father. His dad then pushed
Peters head against his hairy chest. Peter felt his dad with his face and his hands. His
dad then turned laying Peter on his back he ran his rough hand down through Peters
hairy chest, down his stomach and removed the towel to free the fast growing cock.
His dad then began jerking Peters cock, bent down to suck his nipples. The different
sensation of his dad jerking softly and roughly while getting his nipples sucked and
bitten soon got Peter cumming. He shot his load hitting his chest and stomach, but
also his dads chin. That was licked and sucked off in a second. His dad put his hand
to Peters mouth letting him lick his own cum off. Then his dad turned and got out of
bed putting briefs on before Peter could turn to see. They went to the kitchen for
breakfast.
The day was spent laying on the sofa reading and watching TV, Peter naked
and his dad in underwear. Every now and then Peters cock would swell looking at his
dad. After the evening meal his dad made some cocktails and soon both men were a
little drunk. Peter started caressing his dad and after a while he asked
"Dad, can I see your cock, please" his dad turned his face towards Peter.
"You want to see my cock, why?"
"Never seen it before, that's why. Adrians cock is the only other real cock I've seen
hard."
"You ever kissed a guy" his dad asked, Peter shook his head. Then his dad said "you
give me a real kiss and maybe I'll show you my piece" Peter hesitated a bit, until his
dad leaned towards him and pushed him down into the sofa. His dad crawled on top of
Peter and he could fell the full weight of his dad as he lay on top of him, the feeling
was the best ever. Then his dad leaned down and placed his lips on Peters. The kiss
was rough and different from kissing girls, but Peters dick loved it. They kissed for a
long time grinding their hips together. Then Peter felt his dads shorts slipping off and
for the first time he felt another mans cock on him. The think felt huge. His dad
kissed harder, as he grinded harder. Then his dad stood up and Peter saw his dads
meat for the first time. The thing was a least 9 inches of meat and at least 7 inches
around. The head was partially covered by foreskin. The shaft had some thick veins
running down its length, but the cock head was the real attraction. The head was like
his dads jaw, a big mushroom head, not completely rounded but more arrow formed,
but not ending in a point. More like a square jaw. He pealed the foreskin back
revealing the full beauty of his cock head. Peter looked up at his dad who just nodded.
Peters mouth opened and slip the huge cock head into the slippery warmth of his
mouth. His dad moaned. Peter started sucking his dads dick for the second time. The
thing started swelling, and before long Peter had the head of his dads cock filling the
whole of his mouth. Peter started moving the cock head in and out of his fast saliving
mouth. It didn't take long before Peter found the rhythm of sucking the head and a
third of his dads dick. He then started massaging the balls. That gave a drop of
precum, which in turn made Peter want more. He sucked his dad for a while before his
old man said
"Lets go into the bedroom." They moved into his dads bed. His dad laying Peter
down and kissing him again. They kissed and grinded for a while before his dad asked
"How do men taste?"
"I don't know, dad. You're the first I ever ate cum from, but yours is like the best
nectar in the world" Peter answered before continuing kissing his dad. Then his dad
lifted himself and turned around to get them into a sixty niner. His dads huge dick
hung down, the head touching Peters lips. His dad started moving his hips and Peter
opened his mouth. His dad face fucked him hard. The huge head and some of the
shaft moving in and out of Peters mouth. The heavy balls bouncing in front of Peters
eyes. The sight of his dads hairy ass, the feel of his manly chest touching his stomach.
His dad was groaning and Peter tasted precum several times, driving him to suck more
and harder on his dads dick. Then he felt his dads hot lips on his cock head, the hot
spit running down his shaft. Peter sucked more of his dad, even without gagging he
managed to take over half the length. Then his dad was sucking his 8 incher, and the
room was filled with smells of men and slurping sounds. Peter could feel his cum
boiling over when his dad groaned and Peter was forced to take almost the full length
of his dad as the cum flooded down his throat. The burning of his dads seed pushed
Peter over and he blew his load into his dads mouth. The orgasm opened his throat
more and his dad slid to the base making him groan even louder. Peter felt his dad
suck every drop from him, while he started pumping the full length in and out of his
throat. Peter lifted his dads hips leaving the 9 inch piece of meat hanging in front of
his mouth. Peter sucked on the head for a some time, while holding his dad above
himself.
"Suck it again, sport" his dad pleaded and Peter lowered his dad so that the swelling
meat slid into his mouth again. Now Peter suck half of his dad with no trouble at all.
His dad was grunting and moaning, groaning and every now and then sucking on
Peters hard cock. The smell of his fathers cum hung heavy in Peters nostrils, so he
sucked harder all the time. Then he turned his dad over so that Peter was on top. Peter
forced his face down to the base of his dads meat, smelling the heavy musk from his
ball sack. Seeing his saliva running down his dads shaft. His dad bucked and moaned
every time Peters nose touched his hairy balls.
"I'm going to cum again, sport" he groaned, his voice forced and his breathing coming
en short bursts. Peter jerked his meat in front of his dads mouth.
"Open your mouth dad" Peter managed to say between his sucking his dads cock.
"Ye, cum for daddy, sport." he groaned "wanna eat your daddy too" he moaned Peters
mind being turned on by his dads voice. "Wanna taste where you came from, sport"
"oh, dad" Peter groaned, trying to keep his cum in
"Swallow you daddies cum, sport." was all he shouted, his hands trying to force Peters
head down to the base. Peter wanted to taste his dad so he lifted his head so only the
cock head was in his mouth. Then he blew his load down his dads open mouth. Both
men swallowed each others salty loads. Peter sucked forcing more out of his dads
dick, while pumping every drop to fall into his fathers mouth. His dad kept his mouth
open the whole time. Peter then lowered his head slipping the full 9 inches down his
throat. After a while both men softened and Peter turned around to kiss his dad. They
kissed for a long time before falling asleep.
The next morning Peter woke before his dad and went to piss. When he came
back his dad got out of bed big dick dangling between his legs, he scratched his balls
as he passed Peter. Peter lay down cock swelling with the blood of passion. He heard
his dad piss, then his dad came back foreskin covering the cock head and a drop of piss
hang on for dear life. His dad only got as far as setting his knee on the bed before
Peter leaned forward slipping the piss tasting cock into his mouth. His hot mouth slid
down the full length of his father, then back again. That left a little taste of his dads
piss in his mouth. Then back down the length, and up again. The motion soon made
the monstrous cock hard, Peter feeling the foreskin slipping back as the cock head
swelled to fill his hot wet mouth. His dad started moving his hips in motion, enjoying
the morning gift his son was giving him. Peter lay on his back, making room for the 9
inches to go deep down his throat. Peter lay his head over the edge of the bed, and
soon his dad was fucking his mouth like it was one of the pussies he always fucked.
The full length gliding in and out of Peters burning throat, his balls slapping against his
boys forehead filling his nostrils with the smell of sex, sweat and heavy musk. Peter
moaned louder and louder with each stroke of his dads dick. His dad grunted loudly
while fucking his sons hot mouth. Soon his 9 inches were pounding into his boy with
the force he usually used when fucking a woman. Peter moaned and writhed under his
dads manly fucking, beating his cock in the same rhythm as his dad. Then his dad
leaned forward banging his cock harder down Peters throat, he found the rhythm of
taking the cock out enough to leave the head in Peters mouth, then pounding hard into
his throat feeling his sons nose on his nuts. Peter tried not to gag as his father fucked
his throat harder and harder. Peter beating his dick in front of his dads face.
"Give daddy your load, sport" "uhhhhhh" was all Peter could say between pounding
"Want dad to blow ?" his dad groaned "How about taking more ?" his father said
forcing a little more cock into Peter. Peter groaned and moaned.
"I'm going to cum, boy!" and as his dad said it his lips slid down Peters shaft opening
his throat. His dad reached the base, when his hips moved back to leave his cock head
in Peters mouth, then he exploded not four or five times like the night before. No he
exploded with three heavy loads before Peter could swallow and then five burst of cum
after that. With his first salty load from his father Peter delivered his own heavy cream
down his dads throat. His dad was soon off Peters cock, but Peter
sucked the last drop
from his dad. And after eating dads seed he licked the cock and
balls totally clean,
before considering having a pause.
"Never found the woman that could suck my cock like you just did,
sport !"
Peter looked up at his dad and said
"Well, they didn't love you and your cock like I do."
If you choke a smurf,
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