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One of the drawbacks of still living at home with dad was that he was a control freak. By that, I mean he wanted me to remember that it was his house and I was just a resident.
I had chores, even though I was now 20 years old and whenever he did his work from home zoom meetings I was required to be monitoring my cell phone as he might need me to fetch him something, like papers from his desk or even just a drink because he got thirsty. I knew it was a power move but I could deal with it. Playing fetch for him was a hell of a lot cheaper than paying rent along with utilities and groceries.
I got the chance to actually go have an interview for a clerk position for a publishing firm downtown, which just happen to focus on porn, and I was pumped. I mean, working at a smut center was the ultimate dream job to a young guy with a constant hormonal imbalance.
The only problem was that the day after I got the appointment, dad let me know that he would need me to be home for a zoom meeting with his bosses. When I told him I had plans, he asked if these plans included looking for an apartment? I just shook my head and went on my way.
I had to interview so I came up with a plan. I would get Gary to come over and monitor my phone for me so I could interview. I got to talk with the smut brothers and dad still got to be important. What could go wrong?
On the day of my interview, dad got set up and ten minutes into his meeting, I left out to my interview. I assumed that things were going fine since I had to leave my phone at home with Gary. The interview went swimmingly and I not only got the job but also a guided walk through the center along with a welcome package of five magazines of my choice.
As I pulled into our driveway, I was surprised to see that dad was still in his home office in front of his laptop. I had been gone for at least three hours with my successful interview and his zoom meetings rarely go over an hour. I hope that Gary found the snacks in the kitchen as he must be starving by now.
I grabbed my sack of reading material and headed inside to find my best bud looking a little worn out. Somewhere between the time I left and returned, he had lost his T-shirt and there looked like something had dried across his upper chest.
I asked him if everything was okay after apologizing for how long Dad's meeting had gone. He just gave me a lost look with a sneaky grin. He replied that he didn't mind being Daddy's personal assistant. Daddy? What the hell happened while I was out?
Just then I heard the loud buzzing from my phone, telling me that someone just texted. I looked at my phone to see a message from Dad stating that he accidentally dropped a very important paper onto the floor. Could I be a blessing and come retrieve it for him?
Well hell, if his meeting was still going he's probably madder than a wet hen and likely irritable to boot. I told Gary to sit still as he'd done a lot for me already. Then I did the standard tap on the door and went into Dad's office. He was sitting at his table overlooking the backyard with his eyes focused on his screen. As I stepped around the table quietly I looked down to fetch the papers. That's when I saw it.
Dad was sitting there all dressed for success with his business shirt on with his headset on to keep the ambient noise to a minimum. As I bent over to fetch the paper that must be under the table, I saw that the shirt was just window dressing as below he wasn't wearing anything. Freaky bastard!!
I then typed into my phone a message... Where's the papers?
He looked up with a start and smiled. Then he typed back that he hadn't actually dropped them. He was hoping that he'd get one more blowjob from Gary. The guy has a mouth like a dream. He's already swallowed two loads. Would've been three but he underestimated the volume of your Dad's cum blasts.
When he came in the first time I was taken aback that it wasn't you. But the way his eyes stayed on me seeing how I was wearing just underwear and the shirt. I figured I might be in luck. I slid my shorts off before texting him again about a dropped paper and the effort received the best head I had gotten in years.
He stood behind my screen with shrugged shoulders as I pointed down with my hand off to the side. I heard his gasp then felt a warm moisture as his lips combined around my knob. His mouth was so intense in its efforts to swallow my nut I almost said something out loud. It became a real challenge not to give myself away to the board members as your friend actually deep throated my dick. As Mr. Dawson was reciting a few clauses from a contract that the board was considering signing I gave a low cough as I shot off into Gary's suctioning mouth. My coughs covered the noise of my grunting as well as the noise from Gary sputtering below my table.
I apologized for the outburst from me to the board and Dawson continued his reading of the addenda. Meanwhile Gary crawled out from under the table and he looked like he'd been through a typhoon. He had cum all over his face and shirt covering a wild eyed stare that couldn't be mistaken for anything but pure lust. I didn't think you had any gay friends but I can safely say that Gary is.
A half hour later I texted that I needed a drink. Gary typed back coffee, water, coke? I knew I was in luck as he hadn't left. I wrote water was fine and two minutes later I heard the knock followed by the door opening. The glass of water was set down beside my laptop and I saw a shadow slide down under my station. I was happily surprised as round two began and the tight lips once again wrapped around my shaft.
Just then Old Man Jenkins asked for my assessment of the Withers Project and I complied by pulling up my prepared slides and talked to the board about my perceptions of the proposal submitted by their firm. I ended it with endorsing their proposal while nutting down your friend's throat. This time was much smoother as he was a little better prepared.
He then stood up with a smirk on his face as he wiped the spit from his chin and left. That was the best presentation I had ever given and I hoped at least one person figured out I was nutting in someone off screen.
When I said I could use his help again, he replied okay but this time mute the call, Daddy. Daddy, huh, well all right!! I had the call muted as the door opened and Gary entered. He didn't even stop to pantomime anything. He just went to the other side of the table from me and made a todo about dropping his pants before dropping to his knees and backing up to me. I felt his lightly hairy ass cheeks bump against my open legs moments before his lubed hole smacked against my erection. Yes!!
I felt the tight pucker push around the head of my meaty pole as his ring gave way and slid over my cock. Jesus Christ!! It was all I could do to keep a neutral face as his tight ass captured my seasoned prong and began sliding onto it.
I could hear him groaning as my dick slid in further then I felt his ass underneath my balls as I slid the rest of the way in. Fortunately the chair was wrapping up his remarks so I wouldn't be expected to add anything to his comments. I just nodded a lot and looked supportive. I hadn't gotten laid in weeks and even longer since I fucked a tight ass. This was something out of a highly erotic fantasy. My hands slowly made their way under the table as my ass slid down in my chair to facilitate fucking your friend.
As I could feel my impending eruption, I grasped Gary around the waist and gave a couple thrusts under the table, causing him to grunt loudly before my balls unleashed another volley of Daddy cum right up his backside. I felt the cool room air surround my shaft as Gary slid forward off my crank. He stood and made a show of sliding up his drawers as my boss was concluding the meeting and thanking everyone for remaining attentive until the end.
I texted a question to dad. Is it over now? He just grinned and texted that he's been sitting here with a boner trying to figure out a way for one more blowjob. Do me a solid and don't let on to Gary that I'm done, huh?
I just grinned as I walked back out of the room. When I got to the kitchen table I saw Gary sitting there with a guilty look on his used face. I just said 'Slut' and grinned. He mocked indignation before asking me why I never mentioned that my Dad was so fucking virile? Big cock and shoots a fucking blast of cum. I just grinned as I told him that Dad was asking for his services one last time as Jenkins is wrapping things up in there.
Gary gave me a sarcastic glance. Jenkins is my uncle. He's been done with that meeting for over an hour. He told me to mute him as the other board members were laughing at his groans each time I blew him.
As he stood, he rubbed his belly and said that he had one more load before he went home and changed out of my fuck clothes. By the way, you owe me for this! I hope you got that job.
As he was approaching dad's office I told him I got it once my lips slid all the way down his cock. I learned my technique from the best!!

















