My wife went out of town with her mom for the weekend, so my father-in-law Brett was staying with me to help me with some projects around the house.
We dropped our wives off at the airport and got home and immediately went to work. He had been a high school football coach and was full of machismo.
“Let’s tackle the water heater first,” he told me before I went upstairs to change into some shorts.
It was hot outside and I wanted to be comfortable. I came down to the basement to find Brett working on the water heater – naked. I’d never seen my father-in-law naked before, but I was immediately throwing a boner in my workout shorts.
My wife knows I’m bi, but I’ve never done anything while I’ve been with her.
“Brett, you need to borrow some shorts?” I chuckled while taking a mental picture of his ass.
He turned and smirked at me and said, “don’t act like you don’t like what you see, Andy.”
I wondered if he knew I was bi or if he was just fucking around with me.
“Who wouldn’t like that ass?” I joked back and lightly slapped it.
He let out a light moan and turned back toward me.
“Don’t start something you can’t finish,” he smiled and kept eye contact with me.
“What makes you think I can’t finish?” I asked smacking his ass cheek a little harder.
“Ugh,” he moaned as he pushed his ass out toward me and dropped his head.
I smacked it again even harder and asked, “Is this what you want, Brett?”
He didn’t move for a minute but then faced me and his big, hard cock was aimed right at me.
“Does it look like this is what I want?” He asked.
“Sure does,” I said as I walked up to him and put my hand on his cock.
He moaned again as I ran my hand up and down his hard shaft before touching his low-hanging balls. I pulled down my shorts letting my hard cock flop against my stomach and then point toward Brett. He grabbed my cock and did the same thing to me that I’d done to him. We kept eye contact as we jacked each other’s cocks.
“You gonna fuck your father-in-law’s ass?” He asked.
I nodded yes and said, “I’m going to fuck you so hard, Brett.”
He moaned and said, “call me dad.”
I smiled and wondered if he’d always wished he’d had a son of his own to show the ropes of man sex.
“Turn around, dad,” I said as I lightly pushed him against the wall.
I ran my fingers over his hole and around his pucker. He moaned and pushed his ass out. I spit on my cock and then my hand and coated my shaft. I put my cock head against his hole and pushed in as I held his waist. He held on to the wall as I started pulling my cock out and then pushed back in.
“Shit, boy,” Brett moaned. “Fuck my ass. Oh, fuck, that feels so good. Your cock is so big, boy.”
I picked up the speed as I began fucking him hard and railing his daddy ass. We both were very sweaty and I wrapped my arm around his stomach and pulled him as close as I could. I got my dick a little deeper and he moaned loudly and started talking incoherently.
“Fuck yeah, dad. Take your boys hard cock, you little slut,” I moaned into his ear before kissing his cheek and neck.
He was lost in pure lust as I continued to nail his prostate. I felt him begin to shoot his load as I continued to bang him as hard as I could. I don’t know if he passed out or what, but his body was like jello as I held him up with all of my strength. I started shooting in his dad hole as I moaned and shook. I held him for a minute or two before slowly pulling my cock out of his creamed hole.
“You OK, Brett?” I asked.
He seemed to come back to reality and put his full weight back on his legs.
“Fuck, Andy. I’ve never felt that good in my life. I need it again. Can we go to your bedroom?”
I told him yes and he started walking up on his own. I looked at the scene in front of me and noticed the incredible amount of cum he’d shot on the wall, the water heater and the floor. It looked like the scene of a teenage circle jerk. I was already horny again and ran after Brett up the stairs.
My father-in-law had unlocked my love for men that I’d pushed away all of these years, and I wondered if I’d reopened that same love of men he’d possibly had when he was younger.
We finished the projects we promised we would to our wives before they left, but the rest of the weekend (and beyond) was spent exploring our repressed need for sweaty, primal sex with another man.
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