It was Friday night and Ben was celebrating with his friends. They had arranged to meet at the house of one of the boys whose parents weren't at home. Everyone brought something to drink or snacks and someone always had a playlist to play. So they partied without having to go to an expensive club.
Around one o'clock in the morning, Ben got a message from John, Dad's best friend: "I left you a present. You should come home quickly and take it!" - with a winking smiley face.
For as long as Ben could remember, John was at Dad's every Friday night. Sometimes they watched a sports program, always drank beer and Ben suspected that they had always made time with each other on these nights. The fact that Dad and his best friend had sex with each other was a new realization from the last few weeks, but this one suggested it.
Ben replied: "Will it still be there later?". He didn't actually want to leave the party yet and whatever John had there, was it really so important that he had to go home for it now
John replied with a photo. It took Ben a moment to realize what he was looking at. It was a man's naked ass with cum dripping out of his hole. Ben was startled and quickly put his hand on the screen of his cell phone. He looked around, but no one seemed to have noticed anything. He quickly found a quiet corner and looked at the display again. It was indeed the rather hairy ass of... of who? John's? It didn't matter, Ben immediately became curious. He had never received a message like this before, it was exciting, actually totally perverted, but all the more exciting for that. His cock immediately became hard, he could hardly control it. Neither the loose-fitting boxer shorts nor the sweatpants he was wearing could hide his hard-on, so he tried to think of something else.
Again his cell phone vibrated, again John had written a message: "Come and get it! Your father could do with another one today!"
Ben gave up, he had no real chance of thinking about anything else. He had already fucked his dad once, but his dad wasn't really the passive type. With his strong, hairy body, the moustache, the always somehow stern-looking facial expression, his deep voice and his taciturnity, his father exudes a distinct masculinity. Being fucked by a guy like that - and his dad is really good at it - was just too hot for Ben and therefore too obvious. But now he saw his dad's fucked ass and knew - all he had to do was go home, unpack his cock and start fucking.
He quickly replied: "I'm on my way!", stopped briefly in the quiet corner to get his hard-on down again, said goodbye to his friends in protest and made his way to his father's trailer.
The closer he got to the trailer, the more excited he became. As soon as he turned onto the path to his father's secluded trailer, he got hard again. With every step he took, it rocked back and forth and rubbed against his boxers, which only made him even more aroused. It was a good thing his father lived so far out, so he didn't have to worry about hiding his hard-on.
He climbed the few steps up to the trailer door and stopped just before it: He was about to go into this trailer, where his father had already fucked him in every corner a few times. They had jerked each other off, sucked each other's dicks, licked each other's holes, but Ben had only fucked his father once. His stomach tingled. It had been a crazy summer, and now he was going to fuck his father again. His father, this construction worker with the strong body and deep voice.
He opened the door. The entrance area immediately merged into the kitchen and living room, so that Ben was looking directly at his father Frank, who was lying on his stomach on the sofa. Naked. The TV was still on, there were lots of beer bottles on the table and Dad's clothes were scattered all over the room. Ben remembered it looked like this in Dad's room when he fucked him for the first time. Ben closed the door behind him, stopped for a moment and took a closer look at the scene. Dad seemed to have fallen asleep, which disappointed Ben at first, but then he thought to himself: "I'll wake him up! I'm not leaving a party with a promise of sex and then going to bed!".
Ben put his backpack down and crept to the end of the couch, from where he could see his father's ass in front of him. His own cock had already grown to full size and hardness, he reached into his sweatpants and massaged it to take some pressure off it. With his other hand, he began to play with the hole that his father so willingly held out to him. It was very wet and warm. Ben put the finger he had just been playing with the hole to his nose and smelled it: it was indeed cum. John must have cum inside Dad and spread his sperm all over the hole. Ben imagined John lying here on top of his father, sticking his cock deep into Dad's ass and fucking him with hard thrusts. He put his finger in his mouth and licked it. He tasted John's cum, his breathing became heavy, he moaned softly and wanted more.
Ben bent over his father's ass and smelled, with the tip of his nose close to the hole: that smell, a mixture of sweat, cum, lubricant gel and man's ass. With the smell of his fucked father in his nose, Ben dropped his sweatpants and boxers to the floor and rubbed his hand over his hard cock. His own pre-cum spread quickly and he could feel his glans getting hard and wet.
Still with his nose against Dad's hole, he didn't hesitate for long: he stuck his tongue out, touched Dad's hole with his tongue and tasted more cum and lube. He jerked his cock even harder, his whole body began to shake under his arm movements. Then suddenly Dad's ass cheeks and hole twitched briefly and Dad groaned. Ben looked up at his father, who was looking down at him over his shoulder.
"Well, old man. You've had quite a load, haven't you?". Ben grinned at his father.
Slightly sleepy, but visibly excited, he replied in a slightly slurred, deep voice: "There you are, junior. Go on, boy!"
Dad grabbed Ben's hard cock, clutched it and began to massage it: "Stick it in me, son. Fuck me really hard!"
Ben stood up and knelt at the end of the couch behind his father. He now stuck his butt out towards him and held his buttocks with both hands.
"Come on," Ben's dad mumbled rather drunkenly, "just shove your fucking stick into me!"
Ben was afraid that he would cum at any moment. He could really just push it in now, couldn't he? Dad wouldn't say that if he couldn't take it.... and John had certainly fucked him well already... Ben guided his cock to his Dad's hole, holding the shaft with one hand and slapping his hard-on against the hole with the glans. Dad groaned again: "Ohh, yeah... Come on junior, just get it in there!" He stuck his ass up as if he wanted to suck Ben's cock right in.
Then Ben dropped all doubts: He held his glans right up to the hole and felt that wet warmth radiating from it again. Dad was about to lift his ass up, but Ben simply dropped his hips down and in one go his hard cock slid deep into his father's ass. Ben and his father groaned loudly, Frank almost shouted: "Oh yes, woooow...". Ben dropped his whole body onto his father and immediately began to fuck with slight hip movements. He closed his eyes and thought about everything he had done this week, because he could hardly control himself: feeling his hard cock inside his father while he moaned and gasped in a manly voice, feeling his cock sliding back and forth deep inside his father, imagining that his own cock was just using another man's cum as a lubricant, this all made him so horny that he would have cum right away if he hadn't tried to distract himself a little with thoughts of the past week.
Then Dad reached behind him with his hand and grabbed the back of Ben's head. He turned his own head slightly backwards, opened his mouth and stuck his tongue out at him. Ben gladly accepted the invitation: Without interrupting his fucking movements, he stuck out his own tongue towards his father. While Ben's cock slid out a little and back deep into Dad's ass, the two of them played with their tongues, kissed intimately and pressed their lips together.
Then Ben broke free of the connection between their mouths, straightened his upper body slightly and pressed his forearm into his father's neck. Dad opened his eyes, looked back tensely and said, "Oh man, junior... take me hard!"
Ben pulled his hips back a little so that his glans was still just inside his father's ass, then he thrust hard: "How hard, Dad?"
He repeated this movement to his father's lustful cries: "Well, how hard do you want it, Dad?" Ben roared and pressed his dad's head into the cushion of the couch with his forearm in his neck.
Dad moaned and groaned into the cushion, but said nothing more.
Ben kept going, thrusting harder than he had ever done before. Never in his life would he have thought that a man could really endure a fuck like that, but his father wanted it. He could feel his father tensing his ass cheeks, his hole getting even tighter: "All right, old man... You really want to know!" Ben shouted and briefly pulled his cock out completely, only to insert it again with a quick, powerful thrust. His dad yelled out: "Wooow, junior... Man..."
Ben repeated the movement. "WOOOOW... Dude... that's my boy!!!"
And another powerful thrust from Ben and Dad buried his face in the cushion of the couch, roaring and moaning. Ben fucked his father further and further. He thrust hard, his father moaned, clenched his ass muscles and willingly stuck his butt out at him. Ben noticed this and paused just as he pulled his cock out again: he was afraid that if he thrust again now, he would cum straight away. What a slut his father was: Ben fucked him like a machine, his cock was rock hard and he thrust it mercilessly, almost violently into his father's ass, but he clenched all his muscles to tighten his hole and stretched his ass towards him so that he could penetrate even deeper. Ben hadn't expected this from his father, but it turned him on. It really did. And if he wasn't careful now, he would cum.
"Come on, junior, just get on with it..."
"Hold on Dad, or I'll squirt!"
"Just keep going, boy... cum... just cum in your dad!"
These words alone made it difficult for Ben to delay his orgasm any longer. He lowered his hips again and penetrated his father with a hard thrust. He roared: "Yeeeeaaahhh"
Dad tensed his muscles again, his hole tightened. Dad tensed and relaxed his ass muscles in quick movements as his son lay on top of him, his cock deep in his father's ass. Ben continued to move his hips, wrapped his arms around his father's neck and moaned loudly as the orgasm overcame him: his cock pulsed violently, he felt Dad's ass cheeks continue to massage him vigorously, as if Dad wanted to make sure that every drop of his son's cum really did end up inside him. Ben thrust mercilessly once more with each spurt of cum, moaning loudly and unrestrainedly and closing his eyes.
Then Dad suddenly roared out loud. He began to twitch wildly under Ben, turned his head, moaned loudly and Ben felt his hole contract and relax again briefly in the same rhythm. There was no question that Dad had just come too, while his own son's cock was still hard inside him. This renewed sensation around his cock also made Ben groan again. Then he relaxed, continuing to lie on his father's back. They were both panting heavily, but slowly they calmed down.
Frank was the first to regain his speech: "Junior, you've got it! Man, you’ve really got it!"
Ben mumbled a little dreamily: "Man, I've never fucked anyone like that before! That was so hot, Dad!"
Then he continued: "I didn't know you were so fuckable!"
"Sometimes I do and then I want it properly!"
"Obviously!" Ben said and grinned to himself. His cock slowly went limp. He pulled it out, sat up and went into the bathroom. Dad stayed on the sofa and when Ben came out of the shower, his father had fallen asleep on the sofa again. He was lying there almost exactly as he had found him. Only this time, Dad was also filled with Ben's sperm.
