Frank and I were close, and we'd often use each other to relieve stress. So since this whole trip was a highly stressful situation, it wasn't a surprise that we were making out in bed. It was right before the scheduled lunch but we had time.
"Take your clothes off," he ordered as he took off his. I did, and we rolled around naked in the bed, feeling each other's bodies and erections. The younger Frank was leaner and more muscled than his father, but they were almost equal in height. They were also almost equal in sexiness now that I thought about it.
I mentally slapped myself for thinking about father while I was fuckin son, and pushed him far away from my mind. Our early morning sexual encounter would be our secret to the death. It was going to remain as our only sexual encounter too. I didn't want to spend the trip fucking the father son duo behind each other's backs.
I positioned him underneath me and moved down his body to his nipple. Knowing it was his weak spot, I ran over it with my tongue, and pinched it between my teeth and tongue, earning a moan of pleasure from him. My crotch was on top of his and I moved so that I was jerking him off with my cock.
I enjoyed his moans of pleasure, but I stopped and lowered myself down his body until his cock was right above my face. I licked the shaft and got a dissatisfied grunt from him. Equally dissatisfied, I took down his whole cock. I jerked myself off while I swallowed his cock.
"I'm not gonna last much longer bro," he whined.
"Good," I said, "it's almost lunch time."
I went back to working on him and didn't stop as his grunts got louder, indicating his impending orgasm. As he got closer, I switched our positions so that his cock was on top of my mouth as he unleashed his cum into me. He could barely hold on, and his body collapsed so that my face was buried under him with his cock still shooting in my mouth. He finally got the strength to get up when he was done.
"Oh my God, that was crazy," he said, completely bewildered.
"My turn," he said as he moved off the bed and pulled my legs so they dangled over the edge. He put my cock into his mouth, and sucked hard and fast, trying to get me to cum as fast as possible. Occasionally he would use his hand to jerk me off.
"Fuck, slow down please," I said.
"No way," he refused as he continued the assault. The orgasm was as hard and fast as his blowjob, and he took it all in his mouth.
"Fuck," I said when he was done. He was damn good at sucking cock and the proud smile on his face told me he knew it.
We got redressed and sat back on the bed.
"Your dad's a fucking weirdo," I said after we'd caught our breaths. It was true, so much that it wasn't so weird that I was bringing it up.
"Does he still demand health reports?" I asked. Sr had made it law of the land for his family to send him annual health reports. I only wondered about his. Frank nodded.
"Does he send his?"
Frank nodded again.
"He says just to show that we all trust each other," he said with sarcasm in his voice. I laughed with him.
Frank had been willing to talk about this topic a long time ago. I hadn't been, so I'd pretty much ignored his rant. I wasn't planning on making a habit of fucking Sr, but I just wanted to make sure I hadn't cause him a heart attack last night.
Frank seemed to still be willing to talk about it today, and he scrolled through his phone to find the right documents.
"Fucking bullshit," he complained, "When I'm head of this family I won't never harass people I care about like that."
I only took note that he thought he was going to head the family one day. Did he really prefer a setting where one only person's opinion matters. I hadn't thought so before he said it.
"Sometimes I'm just about ready to leave this wretched family."
I laughed at his rage.
"But then the money," I said.
He repeated my statement while lightly slapping his own forehead.
"Remember when Francesca got an STD," he laughed, "dad freaked the fuck out, that's why it's completely possible that some of those are completely fake."
One of Frank's sisters had gotten warts some time ago and Frank Senior had freaked out and announced it to the whole family. She recovered from the disease but I'm sure she never recovered from the embarrassment he put her through just by his meltdown. That's probably why she was one of the two kids who hadn't come on the trip, the other being Ronald, the oldest and the mother's favorite.