Date: Mon, 1 Feb 1999 17:44:23 +0100 From: John Ommestrup Subject: Dads Condom DADS CONDOM By dkscorpio dkscorpio@hotmail.com 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, What color does it turn?