Date: Fri, 24 Jul 2015 14:35:27 -0400 From: Christian LeGault Subject: And Neighbor Makes Three I always thought my dad was a pretty cool dad. However, he went to the top of the cool chart when I came home from college classes a little early one day. I attended the local college and my class schedule was different every day, but having a car made it easy to get to class whatever day and time schedule I had to keep. One Friday, one of my professors let us go early, and I drove home and went in the back door to the kitchen and saw my dad standing at the sink with a shocked look on his face when he saw me walk in. I saw him with a spoon in his hand and and this grey cylindrical thing laying on the counter next to the sink. I asked him what he was doing, and being the dad that he was, just said he was "making a toy". I picked it up and looked at it with a weird look on my face I'm sure, and noticed it was a hollowed out banana. There was a small dish of banana pulp also setting close by, and I asked him what the hell kind of toy he was making. He bluntly said "a jack-off toy". Huh?? What made this "toy" look even stranger was that it was wrapped in grey duct tape and open at each end. What my dad had done for several months since my mom moved to the west coast from Michigan (divorce) was discover a way to get a good blow job with the help of a banana. He finds a big banana, cuts off each end to leave about 5-6 inches left, and then wraps duct tape tightly around the middle of the body of the banana. He then takes a teaspoon and gently removes the pulp without breaking the skin and puts it in a bowl for me because he knows I love bananas. When the fruit is hollowed out as well as he can, he wraps it up in cellophane and saves it for when he wants to use it. I asked him to show me what he does with it. I had an idea, but this was a way of getting my dad to do something sexually in front of me. So I went in the bedroom and laid down and he stopped in the bathroom. I heard the faucet running, and he came into the bedroom and laid down next to me. He had run hot water inside the fruit to get it even more slippery and give it some warmth. Then he jacked his cock for a few minutes, and when he was hard (he was about 7 inches cut) he slid his cock inside the banana and started working it back and forth. It sounds crazy, but I was instantly hard myself watching my hairy-chested dad sliding his "toy" up and down while playing with his nipples. He started to coo and moan and he had his eyes shut. Then from my mouth I said "I have an even better idea." I told him to take a short break, and when he slid the banana off his rock-hard cock, I lowered my head and took his dick deep into my throat. He pulled back and gave me a dirty look, and I told him to relax, it was just a blow job. I put his cock back in my mouth and took almost all of it down where my nose was smelling his bush and I reached stuck out my tongue and licked his balls. He kept saying "fuck, fuck oh fuck" and that told me I was the one in charge now. He said "You've done this before I can tell." LOL I said "Yes I have, many times." "Anyone I know?" he asked. "Bob," I said "Next door Bob?" he asked. "Uh huh." Bob lived right next door and was retired, about 65 years old and always mowed his yard with no shirt on, giving everyone a glimpse at his gorgeously-hairy chest and tummy. His shorts were never baggy, but tight enough to leave nothing to the imagination. About 10 minutes into dad's blow job, a voice yelled in the back door -- "Chet, you in here?" "Back in my bedroom Bob...come on back." I could hear him walking down the hall and then saw him appear at the bedroom door, me with dad's dick buried in my face. "Holy fuck!" Bob said. "Chet, am I really seeing what I am seeing?" "Take your clothes off and join us," dad said. Bob was quickly naked and climbed up on the bed, making a snug threesome. I reached back without missing a lick on dad to grab Bob's hardening cock, and I switched positions, kneeling between my dad's legs with my ass in the air. Bob walked to dad's night stand and got some lube. Hmmm, he knew right where it was, that excited me. Had he and dad had sex before? Bob lubed up his dick and gently pressed it against my rosebud, going slowly to enter my ass and soon he was pumping away. Dad down my throat and Bob up my ass. Pretty soon dad increased his pumping, and I took my mouth off him just as he fired off 3 or 4 big ropes of cum all over my face. Bob pulled out after a brief go at my ass, walked around and added to the cum mess. Dad sat up, grabbed the back of my head and kissed me, taking in both his and Bob's cum. What dad left, Bob licked clean. Man, I hoped this summer was going to last forever. There was one mutual friend of theirs who I hoped was part of their little secret world, and that was dad's co-worker Clint. He was in his 50s with a biker build and a thick black beard. When I mentioned his name, dad said "Oh, you'd like Clint's dick, son." I guess my dad was a big ole horny middle-aged sex machine, and I wasn't complaining.