Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content.
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This story is totally unrelated to the previous "Unexpected Aid" and is just titled that way due to their similar nature. They are separate stories within a series.
All characters are over 18.
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There was my half naked, beefy dad on his knees sucking his buddy's dick. He was in his shorts and shirtless, stroking his own huge erection with his hands through the thin material of his running shorts.
His friend was kinda hot too, and had a good size dick at around eight inches. He was moaning and thrusting forward as my dad took his entire length in his throat. He had clearly been doing this for a while now. And I wasn't surprised.
My dad was a sexualy frustrated man. His wife, my mom, was a cold bitch that suddenly changed attitudes about her life when she had a miscarriage about three years ago now. She blamed it on my dad for some reason, and decided that she didn't want anything to do with him anymore. But they were still legally married and lived together with me in the house at nineteen, for my own sake. I knew everything though; she wasn't a quiet person when they were fighting or discussing stuff.
So it had been a few years since dad had gotten a good, legitimate fuck. They had sometimes come around to each other and started it up but it wasn't the same; I knew because I had heard my dad and mom talk about it to others and I didn't hear my mom screaming about my dad's huge dick as much when they did fuck, which was like once every two months.
So she, being a middle aged woman, moved away from sex, while my still virile father grew frustrated with his full balls and hard dick. I had noticed him acting weird around the house lately, and I decided to get off work early one day to see what was going on in here while he thought both me and my mom were out in our own business. And this is what I found.
Not that I was disappointed or anything. I had done it a few times myself, although I had more been sucked off by other guys horny for a giant dick instead of sucking myself. After graduating high school I had decided to stay home for a year, which was now coming to an end, to raise money for college later by working the whole year. My parents didn't mind but I didn't spend too much time in here anyway, so I went out with friends to play video games or just hang out regularly. Before that, in high school, I was in the football team, and I was one of the stars. And all the legal stars in the team got sucked off by the legal cheerleaders in the locker room before each game. One time we kept the sex mood going after the last game at a friend's house, where a friend of mine said he wanted to taste me, which led to the whole bi thing that we still have going on now. I became famous after that first night. But that's another story.
I had decided I was slightly bi, but only for foreplay and soft core stuff, since I had no intention of fucking a dude. Regardless, I was still interested in what more devoted guys could offer me, or vice versa. I do love a good mouthful of thick cum from time to time.
That's why I was so intently watching my dad blowing another dude. I had been stroking my bare cut cock since I found them in the living room. I was so hot and hard from watching them I had to cup my hand under my cock head to catch the extra precum it squirted and spread it on my sweaty torso.
His friend was starting to moan harder and longer and you could see that his naked, lean form was perspiring thoroughly now, ready for orgasm. Frothy spit and precum foam was beginning to appear where my dad's lips met the throbbing meat of his friend.
Then I heard a strained groan come from his friend's clenched teeth and I knew that he was cumming. My muscular dad swallowed the whole thing like a champ, which made me throb hard. My erection was leaking so much juice that I was rubbing handfuls of it all over my body even after covering my vast cock and balls; that's how horny my dad had me.
All of a sudden my dad's friend's phone rang in his bunched up pants. It was a message from his wife, apparently needing him urgently for something. I heard him apologise to my dad, although it seemed like he was apologising to my dad's impressive bulge, since he was looking down at it, while he dressed up and left.
I had been standing outside between the bushes near the window of the family, half naked, jacking off and rubbing my own muscles. I stayed in position after I heard the car of my dad's friend turn on and leave. I had parked in a park nearby so that it wouldn't be obvious I was home.
After pulling my pants back up I ran to the front door and went in quietly. I took off my shoes and socks and tiptoed down the hall to the entrance of the family. There he was.
He was standing next to the couch caressing his hairy pecs with one hand and massaging his giant balls with the other. And holy shit were his balls huge! They were the size of oranges, and his dick was long and rock hard, pointing to the ceiling boldly. His furry abs were rippling with his breaths and the pleasure he was giving himself. He was a little sweaty, and his lips were still deep red from sucking on a thick cock. He looked heavenly. Like a muscular, hairy, hung angel.
His cock was uncut and couldn't look any juicier than it did. It was slick, just like mine, with its own juices that he had clearly smeared all over the length. He looked so fucking delicious and suckable like that.
I had retained my stiff member back in my cargo shorts before coming in, which hurt. But now I began undressing quietly and I had to step back from the entrance otherwise when I released my cock it would bounce right into view. I hadn't put my shirt back on after lathering my bulging muscles with my sauce, so I just had to take off my pants and underwear.
Soon enough I was fully naked and I began to make a plan for how I would approach my hunky dad. I was definitely doing it, I just had to come up with what to say and how to walk in to make myself look as desirable as possible. I mean, I'm pretty desirable even if I walk in there and trip over myself, but I wanted to make sure.
