“Dad? How’d you get in here?” I asked upon returning to my dorm room and finding my dad sprawled upon my bed watching TV, his shirt undone and his pants partially unzipped.
“Your roommate let me in, Jimmy. He just left for class,” Dad replied, looking up at me with his baby blues, the sunlight kissing the gray in his manly beard.
“But why are you here?” I questioned.
“Your Mom kicked me out again,” Dad reported somberly. “You know what to do.”
“Fine,” I acquiesced, unzipping his pants and reaching up to stroke his furry chest as I took his thick, hairy cock down my throat.
“Fuuuck,” he exhaled, his head rolling back. “Your talented mouth is just what I need. Suck my balls some, Jimmy. I don’t want to pop my nut too fast.”
“What happened with Mom this time?” I asked Dad while slobbering all over his nut sack.
“Your mom, she—uh—caught me doing a little plumbing over at Mrs. Shapiro’s house,” he admitted sheepishly.
“Jesus, Dad,” I scolded. “Why can’t you keep your dick in your pants?”
“Well, Jimmy. Maybe if your mother would spread her legs for me more than twice a year, this wouldn’t be an issue,” Dad sneered. “And it doesn’t help that you’re an hour away and not around anymore to drain my balls.”
“I understand,” I tried to sympathize, returning his cock to my mouth.
“You think you might want to ride it for me?” Dad asked, softly stroking the back of my head.
“I dunno, Dad,” I shrugged, coming up for air. “I’ve got another class in twenty minutes.”
“Oh, come on, Jimmy,” he begged. “I could really use some ass right now. And you know I nut fast.”
“Fine,” I acquiesced once more, dropping my shorts as I straddled his thick cock. “Go slow,” I warned. “You know I’m super tight.”
“Christ,” Dad grunted, pushing into me as he grabbed me by the hips and pulled me down on him. “I’m surprised you’re still so tight. Aren’t you bending over for your roommate? He looks to be hung.”
“He’s hung like fuck,” I answered. “I’ve seen it a couple times after he’s showered, but we don’t play together. He’s got a girlfriend.”
“Like that means shit,” Dad laughed, raising his ass off the bed and jackhammering me as my hands went to his hairy chest, trying to brace myself. “Does he know you take cock?”
“Nah,” I answered, bobbing up and down on Dad’s cock, trying to match my rhythm with his. “I haven’t told him I like dick.”
“Well, you oughta offer up your hole to him, Jimmy,” Dad advised. “I used to fuck my college roommate. It made us closer.”
“I dunno, Dad,” I shrugged. “I don’t want things to get weird.”
But Dad wasn’t listening to me anymore. With his eyes closed, he slowly licked his lips as he concentrated on the task at hand — breeding my hole. When Dad’s hands suddenly dug into my hips, I knew he was about to shoot.
“Fuck, Jimmy. Get ready for it,” Dad barked urgently, giving me one last thrust. “FUCK … DAMN,” he growled, coating my guts with his cum. With his balls slowly emptying inside me, I held still upon Dad, allowing him to go soft inside of me. Suddenly, the door to my room opened.
“What the fuck?” my roommate demanded incredulously upon catching me straddling Dad, his cock still buried inside me. My roommate quickly closed the door behind him.
“Dude. I thought … I thought you were in class,” I stuttered, mortified. Dad was silent, a wicked smile plastered on his face. The old man secretly loved getting caught.
“Fuckin-A, Jimmy. Why didn’t you tell me you take cock?” my roommate finally admonished, unzipping his pants and pulling out his hard nine-incher. “Show me that wet cunt,” he demanded.
Popping off my dad’s spent cock, I leaned forward onto Dad’s hairy chest and presented my used ass to my roommate, Dad’s fresh load trickling from it.
“You were right,” Dad whispered in my ear, stroking my back as my roommate mounted my cummy hole. “The boy is hung like fuck.”
Stories are fiction and intended for readers 18 and up. All characters are assumed to be legal, consenting adults.
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