“Hey, Mr. Morris,” I said standing behind my dad’s best friend as he looked in our refrigerator.
Mr. Morris jumped and turned to look at me.
“Hey, Brian,” he said forcing a smile. “I didn’t know you were home.”
“I forgot my bag for baseball practice,” I replied as I looked him over. “Why are you all sweaty? And … in a jock?”
Mr. Morris smiled awkwardly again as he thought for a minute.
“Oh, uh … your dad and I are … your dad and I are in the middle of a workout,” he stammered unconvincingly.
I looked him in the eyes and smiled before looking over his burly, sweaty body and lingered on the bulge in his jock. The man smelled like sex.
“You look good in a jockstrap,” I said before putting a hand on his sweaty shoulder. “You guys have fun,” I said knowingly before turning and walking toward the door so he could check out my big jock ass.
I heard him run upstairs as I opened and closed the side door but didn’t leave. I stood quietly for a second before creeping toward the stairs. I could hear dad and Mr. Morris talking but couldn’t hear what they were saying.
“Well, let’s make sure his truck is gone,” I could now hear dad say as he got to the stairs.
I quickly hid in the kitchen pantry and left the door open a crack. Living on a corner lot, I was glad I’d parked my truck along the fence on the side yard when I realized I’d forgotten my bag.
“He’s gone,” I heard dad say from the dining room window.
A few seconds later, I watched as my sweaty dad walked into the kitchen butt naked with Mr. Morris right behind him.
“Fuck, that was close,” dad said as Mr. Morris walked up and gave him a peck on the lips.
“He scared me,” Mr. Morris said to dad as they held each other by the waist.
“So he bought your story about working out?” Dad asked.
“Yeah,” Mr. Morris confirmed. “He also said I look good in a jock.”
I could see dad smile at Mr. Morris before giving him a sensual kiss.
“He gets his good taste from his dad,” my dad said.
“And his big meaty jock ass,” Mr. Morris said as his hands grabbed dad’s big butt cheeks and he kissed him again.
“Don’t get any ideas, baby,” dad smiled and gave him another peck.
“No threesome?” Mr. Morris asked with a chuckle.
“You know I’d love to eat my boy’s sweet ass, but I have to settle for sniffing his underwear while I jack off,” dad said as my cock got stiff in my jockstrap.
“Why don’t we grab a pair and see how you look in them before I pound that hole again,” Mr. Morris suggested.
“Fuck, you’re insatiable,” dad laughed before agreeing. “Three loads in my hole in one afternoon? I need to have my son around more often,” dad laughed before they disappeared upstairs.
I should’ve snuck out and headed to practice, but I needed to watch dad get fucked by Mr. Morris. I slipped out of the pantry and quietly headed up the stairs. I headed toward my parent’s room but stopped when I heard Mr. Morris’s voice coming from my room.
“Those look so hot, babe,” Mr. Morris said to dad. “Think I can breed your ass in Brian’s bed?” He asked.
“I don’t know,” dad replied. “Last time you railed me in his bed he asked Diane why his room smelled weird. I was worried he was going to find cum or sweat in his sheets but he didn’t ever mention it.”
My cock was rock hard as I recalled that day. I hadn’t noticed anything weird with my sheets but had also gotten fucked by my teammate after practice in my bed the day before.
“We’ll spray something,” Mr. Morris said. “You know I love to fuck you in Brian’s bed.”
I was so hard and horny thinking about how I’d been sleeping naked or having sex in my bed after Mr. Morris had dumped loads in my dad’s ass.
I heard the garage door open and immediately ducked into the guest bedroom across the hall as dad and Mr. Morris scrambled to figure out the situation.
“Diane must be home early,” dad exclaimed nervously. “Fuck! Let me put on some workout clothes and you go all of your clothes from my bedroom floor and hide somewhere.”
I waited until they passed and quietly ran down the stairs to meet mom and buy dad some time.
“There he is,” mom said as I turned to see dad in his workout clothes.
Dad looked terrified as he saw me and quickly realized I’d never left like he thought.
“Told you he was all gross from his workout,” I told mom as I gave dad a look that told him I’d covered for him.
“Oh, honey,” mom said as she grabbed a bottle of wine from the refrigerator and stuck it in her giant purse. “Please don’t sit on any furniture until after you’ve showered,” she said before walking back to the garage door. “Remember, I have book club, so I’ll be back around 9. Love you,” she said before the door closed and eventually the garage closed.
Dad looked at me before I finally broke the silence.
“Is Mr. Morris still here?” I asked dad.
He gave a nod as he locked eyes with me.
“Good,” I said lifting my shirt over my head and handing it to dad. “Let’s get my big jock ass upstairs so you can finally both get a taste.”
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