At Home with My Dad

I looked over at Dad's naked body lying next to me in the king size bed, half covered by the sheet and as I ran my eyes over his broad muscular back and what I could see of his firm glutes, I thought how lucky I was.

For the last few weeks, I've been spending weekends with my Dad and we've been satisfying each other's needs in the bedroom, or anywhere else in the house for that matter, as the mood takes us.

It's not really enough though, after spending practically every moment together on holiday, sharing everything, which made it so intimate, it means this weekend thing doesn't really do it for either of us.

We can't seem to get enough of each other, both of us having the same high sex drive, like father like son I suppose, so it was inevitable how things would turn out.

Last night I moved in with him and rented out my flat to a friend. It was Dad's suggestion, which I had no hesitation in agreeing to, so here I was on Saturday morning, waking up with my Dad next to me.

I moved across the bed and snuggled up behind him, my arm across his body and my morning erection against his crack.

He pushed his behind back against me.

"Do you want to fuck me, Ben?"

Did I want to fuck him? Definitely. Although I was happy to have my Dad use my arse as often as he wanted, I did like it the other way round now and again. It was something which he seemed to love now as well, having his boy's cock inside him, filling him with cum.

As he turned onto his front, I got down between his legs and parted his muscled cheeks, exploring with my tongue.

"Nice Ben. Rim your Daddy's hole."

I probed his pucker with my tongue, till he opened up for me and I could get the tip of my tongue in, along with my saliva, licking and stretching him, ready for my cock.

Already dripping with precum, I entered him, till the length of my shaft was buried inside him.

He squeezed my cock with his arse muscles.

"Feels great Ben. Now fuck me."

I thrust against him, my groin hitting his firm glutes as I slammed into him.

Looking at him underneath me, I was always amazed that this strong, masculine man would lie down and let me penetrate his hole and fill him with my seed.

I turned my head towards the mirrored door and watched myself pounding Dad's arse, my cock sliding in and out between his cheeks, pinning him to the bed.

As I rammed him, Dad gave me some encouragement.

"That's it Ben, fuck my hole. Harder, harder. Use me. Give me your cum."

Dad was really getting into it and it turned me on to see how much he was enjoying getting fucked.

There was no way I was going to last much longer, as I felt the sap rising and my balls tighten, letting me know I was going to shoot.

The first wave was so intense that I cried out, as the cum gushed from my cock and filled Dad's hole. Two more spurts followed, then I collapsed on top of him.

"Great fuck as always. I can't believe how much I love you being inside me, Ben."

"Hey, one of my favourite things, Dad."

"And the others are?"

"Mmm, let's see. Your cock in my mouth, mine in yours, the taste of your cum, your big hard cock in my hole, the list goes on."

"Well it's only early morning, so I'm sure a few of those things will happen later."

Showering together to save time, which didn't really work, as there were too many distractions, we had a leisurely breakfast, then drove to the big out of town supermarket.

Halfway down the fruit and veg aisle, my eyes were drawn to the rear view of a stocky, fit man, bending over the butternut squash.

He was wearing a tight grey t-shirt and close fitting dark jeans, that displayed a very well shaped round bottom.

When he stood up, his t-shirt was stretched across a broad chest and you could see the shape of large nipples pushing against the fabric. His head was shaved and although he couldn't be called handsome, he had a friendly open face.

He turned as we passed and Dad broke into a smile.

"Neil, good to see you."

He smiled back and looked from Dad to me.

"Oh, Gary I didn't notice you there and you must be Ben."

We chatted for a few minutes, then moved on.

Dad reminded me that Neil was the new guy at rugby training that he'd told me about. Just divorced in his 40s, he'd come to training for some company and as most of the guys there were about his age and many of them had also got divorced, he fitted in well.

I turned my head back up the aisle and took another look at his arse.

"Seems like a nice guy, Dad."

"He's just a bit quiet so nobody really knows him very well yet."

We got on with the shopping and it wasn't till we were back home having coffee, that I mentioned Neil again.

"So, Neil must be a welcome addition to the team, Dad"

"You think so?"

"Well he's built for a game of rugby isn't he, stocky build, muscles, solid legs and that chunky rear end."

Dad started laughing.

"I wondered when you'd get round to his arse. You think he's hot don't you?"

I had to admit to him that I did. There was just something about his body that I found really sexy and his meaty arse was very tempting.

Dad just shook his head and changed the subject.

In afternoon, I went for a run, although my preference is first thing in the morning. I just wasn't sure how often that would happen, now that I was living with Dad and waking up next to his erect cock every morning.

When I came back, there was no immediate sign of Dad, but I found him lifting kettle bells in the back room, looking so sexy.

All he was wearing was a pair of tiny black shorts that barely contained his package, which was pushing against the fabric as he swung the kettle bells around.

There was a sheen of sweat on his chest as he flexed his muscles.

I walked towards him and licked at the sweat between his pecs, making him shiver.

He carefully lowered the kettle bells and put his hands on my arse, as I covered his mouth with mine and ground my cock against his.

His hands went up inside my shorts to massage my cheeks, kneading and squeezing, making me moan deep down in my throat as a finger probed my hole.

I could feel his erection throbbing against mine and put my hand over it and squeezed lightly.

It was his turn to make guttural noises.

"I want you, Ben."

Tearing off our clothes, I found myself lying back on the bench, my legs in the air and Dad's tongue teasing my hole.

Placing my legs on his shoulders, he slowly pushed his cock inside me, the thickness of it stretching me open.

I held on tightly to the rack behind me, as the force of his thrusts threatened to push me off the bench every time his cock rammed into me.

I just loved watching my Dad when he was fucking me, the way his muscles moved, the concentration on his face and how he put everything into the fuck, slamming his thick 8 ins cock against my hole, giving me so much pleasure.

"That's it Dad, ride my arse."

He looked directly into my eyes, the lust and wanting obvious on his face, as he pounded into me at speed, his hard rod penetrating as far as he could get, his body covered in a glow of sweat.

His eyes widened and a groan started deep inside him, that became a loud cry, as his cock erupted and his hot juice spewed out, releasing wave after wave of his load, as he thrust himself into me.

Without even touching myself, a massive rope of cum shot from my cock and landed on my chest followed by three more that splattered over my stomach.

We both just looked at each other and grinned. This is what we loved, a fast spur of the moment fuck, just enjoying being together.

Dad pulled out and let me sit up. I bent over towards him and licked his still hard cock clean, loving how the thickness of it filled my mouth.

After cleaning up together in the shower, our thoughts turned to food, so we threw on some clothes and shared the cooking.

Sitting at the table enjoying our meal, Dad raised his glass and made a toast.

"Here's to us, Ben and many more days together."

"And nights, Dad."

That made him laugh.

When we went to bed that night, as I lay there with my Dad's naked body close to mine, I kept telling myself I was actually going to be here for the long term and wouldn't be going home in the morning.

I woke early with my Dad on top of me, his erection nudging my hole, his face close to my ear.

"Hey sleepyhead, I was bored waiting for you to waken up, so I was going to help myself."

"Well, I won't stop you, do whatever you want."

Soon his cock was inside me and he was slowly fucking my arse, sliding in and out, kissing my neck at the same time as he thrust against me.

I turned my head to the mirror and watched him pumping his hips in a steady rhythm that sent his cock way up my back passage.

He was doing the same thing as me and when I caught his eye in the mirror, we both grinned.

"I like to watch you fuck me, Dad, it's a turn on."

"Well I love fucking your lovely arse, son."

I carried on watching him in the mirror, as he ground his hips against me, then started ramming my hole, his body banging into my arse, his cock thrusting in and out of my hole at speed, his balls hitting mine with each forward movement.

This was going to be another fast and furious fuck, which was a great way to start the day.

Soon, I felt his cock stiffen and he let go a huge load inside me, hot liquid shooting up my man tunnel, as he thrust again and again into me.

Even though he must have emptied his balls, he kept up the thrusts, gradually slowing down, till eventually he gave my hole one last hard prod with his shaft and lay down on top of me.

I was never going to get enough of this man fucking me and told him so.

His answer made me very happy.

"Well there's plenty more where that came from, so watch out."

He got off me and slapped my arse.

"Come on, breakfast. I have to go to training, but I don't know how much energy I've got after that."

"You'll be fine Dad. I've never met a man who recovers as fast as you."

About 9.30 Dad set off to meet his rugby squad and I used the time for a good long run, then, when I came back, sorted out the last of my boxes that I'd moved.

Dad returned at lunchtime and over a sandwich, I asked how his training had gone.

"Good, but we'll never make the national team. Someone was asking after you, by the way."

"Who?"

"Neil, I think you've got an admirer there, even though he only met you for 5 minutes."

"Interesting. Do you think he'll want to play around?"

"I think he might, I made a point of getting changed beside him today and he was having sneaky looks at my cock."

"Well you've got a lot of cock to look at."

After laughing at that, he continued.

"Anyway, we'll find out. He's coming round later to do some weights with me and staying for dinner."

This sounded like it could be a fun evening, so I couldn't wait.

About 4pm the doorbell rang and I went to answer it, wearing sweats and a t-shirt. I opened the door to Neil who was dressed the same.

"Hey, come in, Neil. Dad's warming up through here."

I led him to the back bedroom, where Dad was standing doing some stretches, only wearing his black shorts.

As he greeted Neil, I slipped out of my clothes, which left me in my running shorts and stepped on the treadmill.

"I'll just do a bit of exercise here, while you guys train. I won't bother you."

Neil and Dad did some more warm up exercises, but I could see that Neil's focus was between me and Dad and he looked slightly pink in the cheeks.

He stopped what he was doing.

"I feel a bit overdressed guys, I didn't think to bring shorts."

Dad went to the drawers in the corner and took out another pair of his tiny black shorts.

"Here, borrow these, you can change in the bathroom."

While he was away, Dad and I exchanged looks and he gave me a thumbs up sign.

Neil returned and the shorts clung to him like they did on Dad, showing quite a bulge in front and when he turned, they showed off his firm chunky arse.

His chest was powerful and smooth, with large brown nipples, his pecs defined and meaty, just as I had imagined they would be.

Dad suggested that Neil could get on the bench first and he would spot for him. That meant that Neil was looking right up at the front of Dad's shorts, where his cock was pushing against the fabric like always.

I started a slow walk on the treadmill, where I could watch the other two, because I didn't want to miss anything.

Neil was trying to lift weights, but getting distracted by the huge bulge of Dad's cock and I noticed that he was filling out the front of his own shorts with an obvious erection.

Dad steadied the barbell back on to the rack.

"You ok, Neil? I'm worried you're going to drop this."

"Sorry, I can't seem to concentrate, maybe we should swop places."

He stood up, stooping slightly forwards to disguise the fact that his cock was tenting the front of his shorts.

Dad cupped his hands over it, making the man shiver.

"I think this is your problem, right here, Neil. What do you think, Ben?"

"I think you're right, Dad."

I walked across and sucked on one of Neil's nipples, getting my hand up inside his shorts at the same time, playing with his cock.

Dad slipped off his shorts and put his cock in Neil's hand, who got the message and began stroking Dad's erection.

Pulling down Neil's shorts gave me better access to his cock and with my other hand I massaged his arse cheeks, before licking my finger and using it to probe his hole.

Dad grabbed his cock and waved it at Neil.

"Why don't you give it a suck?"

Neil was down there like a shot, bending over and wrapping his lips round Dad's shaft, getting the whole length down his throat.

Now he was in a better position for me to get behind him and tease his pucker with the tip of my tongue. He tensed for just a second, then I felt his body relax as I explored his hole, licking and probing, getting him wet and ready.

I held on to his hips, as I guided my cock inside him, taking my time as he was pretty tight and I wanted him to enjoy it.

He made a mmmm sound, as I buried my shaft to the hilt in his arse, my arms wrapped around him.

Dad, who's cock was still getting a lot of attention from Neil's mouth, caught my eye and winked. I grinned back, as this is what I'd been hoping for, a chance to fuck Neil's firm round arse.

I began to pump my hips against him, slowly at first, but his hole was so warm and inviting, hugging my cock tightly, that I soon got carried away and slammed into him, so hard that Dad held his shoulders to steady him, as I thrust faster and faster, desperate to fill his hole with my load.

I could feel that I was building up to letting go, when I heard Dad cry out and watched him jerk his cock into Neil's mouth, sending his cum down the man's throat.

That was enough for me to release my own load as I rammed into Neil's meaty arse, my seed spewing from my cock and shooting up inside him.

Dad and I leaned over Neil and briefly locked lips, before I pulled Neil back towards me, staying inside him, put my hands on his chest and played with his nipples, while Dad got on his knees and sucked his thick cock.

He was soon rewarded with a huge load of hot white cum, that flooded his mouth and ran down his chin.

Neil was almost hyperventilating with excitement as he gave one last thrust of his hips into Dad's mouth.

Dad stood up with cum on his face and kissed Neil, then me, before we hugged together, making a Neil sandwich, pressing our bodies against the man and holding him tight.

Eventually we made it to the shower, this time with three of us sharing it.

Dad and I did this all the time, but it was a new experience for Neil. He got into it though, enjoying being lathered by us, then returning the favour. By the time we finished, we were all erect again, but also hungry.

Food won and as we sat eating in our underwear, along with a bottle of wine, Neil raised his glass.

"You guys have just made one of my fantasies come true. Cheers."

We both raised our glasses, but I had to ask.

"So, what fantasy was that Neil?"

"To be penetrated at both ends by two handsome men, so thanks."

We tidied up, but inevitably, we couldn't keep our hands off each other and the action moved to the bedroom, the three of us on the bed together, our underwear thrown on the floor.

After a bit of communal sucking, I lay back and lifted my legs up displaying my hole to Neil.

"Fuck me, Neil."

He looked at Dad, who nodded at him.

"Go ahead, I'll just watch."

Neil's cock was shorter than Dad's, but just as thick and I felt my hole getting stretched in the same way, when he penetrated my arse.

Dad sat beside us, stroking his cock and watching me get fucked.

Soon Neil was thrusting hard into me, a look of delight on his face, pounding my arse with an enthusiasm that made me think he hadn't had any for a long time.

Every now and then he looked over at Dad wanking his big thick rod, which seemed to turn him on even more, till his whole body shook and with a loud groan, he came inside me, the warmth of his cum spreading up my man tunnel, then two more spurts of his juice followed, filling me up.

At the same time, Dad released his usual huge jet of cum, that splashed all over my stomach and chest.

As we caught our breath, Neil dipped his fingers into Dad's semen, then brought them to his lips and licked it off. It looked so hot seeing him do that, that Dad and I exchanged a smile.

We lay close together, Neil in the middle and relaxed.

Neil placed a hand on each of us.

"For the first time in my life, I've felt really free and that's down to you two. Thanks."

We both leaned in and kissed him. Dad ran his hand over Neil's body.

"Hey, we both enjoyed it just as much. You're a very sexy man, Neil."

That made him blush, but it was true.

Unfortunately, all too soon our evening came to an end, as we all had work in the morning.

Neil thanked us again and hugged us before he left.

In bed later, as we lay wrapped up in each other, Dad and I discussed Neil's visit and agreed that, although we didn't know what his marriage had been like, the man was obviously into man to man action and hadn't been getting any.

Before we settled down, Dad turned to me with a grin on his face.

"So, do you think we should make Neil a regular part of our weekend?"

"Definitely and it's your turn to have his arse next time."

"Can't wait for that, but you'll have to do in the meantime. Look out in the morning, my boy."

As he switched off the light, my thought was that I couldn't wait either. Roll on morning.