Dad hurt his ankle tripping on the curb in our parking lot and was clearly in pain. “Do you wa
Dad hurt his ankle tripping on the curb in our parking lot and was clearly in pain. “Do you want me to massage it some, dad?” I asked. “That would be awesome,” he said as he grimaced. Dad and I have lived in an apartment together since I turned 18 a few months ago. Mom and dad had me when they were both 16, and mom was out of the picture since I was young. I was raised by my dad’s parents and dad lived with us off and on, so we were more like buddies than father and son. Anyway, I started to massage his ankle and calf muscle as he let out light moans and told me how good it felt. I had grabbed some lotion and was spreading it all over his hairy leg. “Damn, Jordan. You’re awesome at this,” dad said, forgetting about his ankle. Can you do my whole body? “Yeah, dad,” I agreed. Since we were both already in just our briefs, I continued up dad’s thigh as he put his head back. “Why don’t you lie on your back on the ground, dad,” I said. He moved into position and I started massaging his shoulders and pecs. I was getting lotion in his body hair and he seemed to enjoy the sensation. I moved down to his stomach with my legs still up by his head. The pouch of my briefs was over dad’s face as I got to the top of his briefs with my hands. I could feel his breath on my crotch as I stuck the tips of my fingers under his briefs. I was getting hard as dads breath got quicker. I stuck my hands under his briefs and rubbed my hands down the sides of his leg on either side of his cock. He shaft was hard and tenting the pouch now. I felt my cock hit dads nose but kept working. My hand grazed his shaft as he let out a moan. I grabbed the shaft and was shocked at the girth. Dad’s cock was huge. His mouth was now sucking on the sides of my cock through my underwear. I reached back and pulled them off as dad swallowed my shaft. I pulled his briefs down as far as I could and put his cock in my mouth. We were 69ing on our living room floor with the sliding glass shades open. It was the hottest feeling I’d ever felt. Dad took my cock out of his mouth and whispered, “let’s get in my bed. We stood and walked to dad’s room with hard cocks leading the way. “I want to eat your ass,” I said. Dad looked a little shocked but got up on all fours on top of the bed. I licked his hairy hole as he moaned loudly. “Fuck, this feels so good. Eat dad’s butt,” he cried. The smell of dad’s ass sent me to another place. The smell of soap and man scent. I kept licking and tonguing his hole. “Dad, can I fuck your ass,” I pleaded. “Fuck yeah,” he said. There’s lube in my drawer. I opened his drawer to see lube, cock rings and condoms. Dad was holding out on me. “Where’s your dildo?” I joked. “Next drawer down,” he said. I was stunned and turned on. I lubed my cock and plowed into his ass. I couldn’t hold back as I fucked him as hard as I could. “How many guys have you fucked?” I asked in between breaths. “Lots,” he said. “I’m … a … cock whore … son,” he panted. I unleashed shots of cum deep in dad’s ass as he shot all over his sheets. We both laid down on the bed and caught our breath. My mind was spinning. “Anyone I know?” I asked. “Where do I start …” -- source link