It had been a long night and I was exhausted. Even so, I had had a hard on all day long that I was hoping to get polished off this evening. My thoughts of having some romantic time with my wife were dashed when I saw that not only was my son home, but also his jock friend David. There was a relationship that I just didn't understand. My son Mark was a little bit of a nerd, and David was the consummate jock, the big man on campus. Even worse, then I remembered that my wife wasn't going to be home tonight. She was going out with a few of her girlfriends from work. Damn. My cock was still hard from rubbing it all the way home and thinking about what I was going to do to her once I got there.
Now it looked like I was going to end up with a quick dinner and a glass of wine in front of the TV tonight. I unlocked the front door to an empty living room. The lights were on throughout the house, but I didn't see the boys anywhere. I heard some noise coming from the back of the house, it sounded like it was coming from my sons' bedroom. It wasn't the kind of sounds I expected to hear when two 18 year old boys were alone. I heard a voice, a commanding, threatening voice, but I couldn't make out the words. Something seemed wrong and I hurried towards Mark's bedroom as quietly as I could.
"...you to shut up bitch!"
From the sounds of the bed bumping the wall, and David's words, I had a pretty good idea what was going on. I opened the door to the sight of two naked and sweating bodies. David's body was jerking in orgasm as he was apparently unloading his come in my sons' ass. As soon as the little bastard recovered, he noticed me and started to scramble off the bed. It was then that I jumped on top of him, forcing him stomach down on to the bed. My hand grabbed the back of his head and pushed his face into the mattress. My son looked scared and relieved at the same time. David was a tough little jock but he was no match for a man of my size, and he squirmed frantically beneath me.
In a calm voice I coaxed Mark to tell me what was going on. David had been forcing him to have sex with him. Now the strange relationship made sense. And I was pissed. I started yelling at David, pushing his body harder against the mattress. Mark was afraid. He had rarely ever seen me lose my temper before and he didn't know what I was going to do to David. He asked me to let David go home. "Take off my belt Mark." David struggled against me but I kept him pinned.
"But Dad....." Take off my belt, I told him. "I'm going to teach little David here a lesson, and I can't hold him down and take off my belt at the same time."
Mark reached around and unhooked my belt, pulling it through the loops until it was off. I was going to beat the shit out of David right then and there, but then I looked at my naked son, and the come that was dripping out of his ass. It occurred to me that if I beat up David, not only might I get put in jail, but the abuse of my son wouldn't stop. I had an idea. I gave Mark directions to go get a few things while I held David down. David yelled and screamed when he figured out what I was going to do, but the screams were muffled because I kept his faced pinned to the mattress. By the time that Mark returned with the camera and the lubricant, I had already forced David's legs apart and positioned myself between them.
My son pulled off my shoes, my pants and my underwear. David felt the heat of my body on his naked skin and he began thrashing wildly. It took a few minutes for him to tire out. Since I needed both my hands to hold David, Mark had to grease my cock up. He squeezed a generous amount of lube into his hands and reached between me and David. Mark stroked me up and down with both hands, even playing with my balls a little bit. My hips moved slightly with the movement of his hands.
