Everyone had come home to Leewood for my best friend's wedding. I say best friend, but Rob is actually more like my brother. His parents and my parents had grown up together, and our dads were on the HS wrestling team. Rob and I followed in our fathers' footsteps and wrestled during our teenage years, with his dad as our coach. Our siblings couldn't be less interested in wrestling though. My brother and I spent most of our childhood at the Harley household. With six kids in their family, there was constant chaos. Even though our parents were close, the households had totally different vibes -- ours was pretty quiet if my brother and I weren't fighting.
I came home frequently because I missed both my family and Rob's family. Each time I came home, Dan, Rob's father, would comment on how much I resembled my father- he seemed really in awe. On the flip side, Rob looked nothing like this father. They both had solid builds, but Dan was a gorilla -- humongous and every inch of him covered in hair. He was also so much larger than my own dad.
My wife and I arrived yesterday. This evening, I was at the Harleys while Jen was having a girls night- I'm not even sure what they had planned, but Jen had phoned me earlier saying that she was going to crash at her friend's place because she had drank and felt uncomfortable driving. There was no reason to question her; I trusted her completely. Also, we had one of the best fuck sessions of our life this afternoon in the Harleys guest bathroom. To avoid making a mess of the sheets in the bedroom, we had a quick, passionate fuck in the shower. Jen is so hot and I was so horny, I came within a couple minutes. I love making her cum though so as soon as I shot, I ate whatever cum was dripping out of her cunt and spent some time teasing her clit and pussy with my tongue while putting some pressure with my hand on the area covered with her huge bush. I've forbade her from trimming her bush, but she insists that she HAS to wax along her bikini line. That's fine. I can't totally control what she does with her body. I can control when she cums though -- I know what triggers her intense orgasms that drench my face and chest. That's exactly what I did this afternoon in the shower. I can't get enough of her squirting. Thinking about it now makes me hard.
I had a great evening at the Harleys while she was gone. Everyone was reluctant to call it a night at 1 AM but we all had to be up early for the wedding. We all headed to bed, however, between the beer, watching porn and edging a bit, I had to piss like never before. Worried I might run into someone in the hallway, I pulled on the pair of "best man" boxers that Rob presented me with today. To be honest, I rarely wear underwear under my clothes and I never wear any to sleep. I noticed there was a dim light on in the kitchen, but I had to get to the bathroom quickly to piss. The pressure was so large in my bladder that I imagined the sound of my pissing echoed through the house. When I was done, I flushed, washed my hands and headed out to see if Rob was stressing out and having second thoughts in the kitchen.
It wasn't Rob though. His father was sitting on one of the stools at the island drinking a glass of water, without a stitch of clothing on him. Seeing him naked wasn't out of the ordinary. The Harley household was very free -- I wouldn't consider them nudists, but they were often nude -- especially their father. And because we were at their house almost more than our own, no one made a big deal. The vibe was never that sexual -- Rob and I never had any gay moments as teenagers. There were a couple times when we jerked off to some porn late at night in the den, but that stopped after we were caught by Dan. One evening during a JO session, Rob had already cum, but his father walked in just as I was shooting my load. He excused himself and later told us that it was no big deal since everyone does it, but for months, whenever he would catch me alone, he would tease me by gesturing to jerk off while imitating my cumface. It was funny as hell, but also mortifying. We also gave Dan a lot of shit, calling him "Beast" because he rarely wore a shirt and his pecs were covered in thick hair that you could barely see his skin and nipples. I think he secretly liked the nickname.
"What's up, Beast?"
Dan laughed, showing off his hairy pecs and giving a double-bi pose. His arms were thicker than my thighs. "I couldn't sleep so I thought I'd come out to get some water.... Oh! You're already wearing the boxers!"
I told him that I had to get up to go to the bathroom and didn't have any other underwear or shorts.
"You know you don't have to worry about covering up in this house." He got up and poured me a glass of water. I sat down in one of the other stools.
"I know I mentioned this to you earlier," he started, "but you look like your father's twin." He was now examining my body. "How're things going with Jen since the wedding?"
I went into how happy we were, and now that he and I were alone, I mentioned that Jen and I were now trying to get pregnant.
"Oh I remember those times with Sheila. So much sex! I thought I heard a few moans from the shower this morning." He gave me a wink.
I laughed maybe too loud. "Yeah... we didn't want to make too much of a mess of your guest bedroom." I didn't want to go into how much I loved eating Jen out until she uncontrollably squirted a huge amount of cum. It usually floods the bed at home. We're changing the sheets daily. Eating her out in the shower controlled the mess a bit. She could spray me with cum and the clean-up would be minimal. I did have to cover her mouth this morning before she screamed in pleasure though. That's something I never do back at our apt in the city. There, I want her to be as loud as possible so the neighbors all know how good she's getting fucked. We've gotten so many complaints from the neighbors, but I'm convinced they're just pissed they're not getting any. A couple people have actually come knocking on our door while we're in the middle of fucking, which is annoying, but I love answering the door, half naked and wet with sweat and Jen's cum. I apologize and swear to keep it down, but then I go back in the room and tell Jen to take it up a notch.
He just replied, "sex is supposed to be messy," looking at the tent in my boxers.
"I'll keep that in mind when she's back tomorrow. You may regret saying that." I added, noticing that he too was starting to get hard. His pubic bush was crazy, extending from one hip to the other.
I think Dan inspired my own fuck sessions. Once, Rob and I had come home from school early and Rob's parents were obviously fucking. His mom was moaning and screaming with pleasure while you could also hear the Dan's grunts and moans. Rob was totally embarrassed, but I was just impressed. The vocal sounds stopped abruptly and a couple minutes later, Rob's dad came out of the bedroom, he was soaked head to toe with sweat. His soft dick looked engorged and was dripping a long string of cum that stuck to his mid thigh. He was so nonchalant with his, "Oh! When did you two get home?" and walking by us to get a glass of water, smelling like straight up sex.
"Now I have to pee." He interrupted my flashback and got up. I told him that I'd probably get back to bed and see him in the morning.
I went back to the guest bedroom, took off the boxers, with my hard dick slapping back to hit my stomach, and got back into bed. I missed having chats with Dan. He and Sheila were like second parents to me. Dan would flirt with my mother in front of my father, and my dad would flirt with Sheila in front of Dan. It was all good vibes, although a bit weird growing up.
There was a knock on the bedroom door. "Yeah?" Dan came into the room, "I was thinking more about you and Jen. Do you mind if I sit?" The light was off, but the light from the full moon made the room pretty clear. He came walking over to the bed, but now his cock looked huge. He looked fully hard -- his cock barely bounced as he walked toward me and sat on the bed. I was starting to get turned on looking at this stud. He rested his hands behind him on the bed and leaned back a bit.
"I remember when both our families were trying to get pregnant. Our hormones were raging." He stopped himself and looked like he was holding himself back from saying something. "Your parents might kill me for saying this, but the four of us -- your parents, my wife and I -- have been fucking around for years. Especially around the time that your mom became pregnant with you and Sheila got pregnant with Rob. We were having foursomes a few times a week, and when we weren't, your dad and I were having out own wild sessions."
I was in shock...but not. The flirting was always evident, but I never saw them disappear as a foursome together.
"When our wives got pregnant, we were worried that either of us could have been the fathers. Your parents are so fuckin hot. Sorry... but they are." His dick was pulsing out a steady stream of precum that had run down his shaft, down his balls and was now making a puddle on the bed. "...and you look so much like your dad did in his prime. Luckily though, we each impregnated our wives."
He looked over at my shell-shocked face. I was trying to process all of this information, but Dan was completely horny and in his thoughts. It was also getting uncomfortably warm in the room. The window AC was working just enough to keep me comfortable earlier, but now there was two of us in the room. I was starting to sweat a little.
"...you smell just like him too. I know you showered this morning, but did you use soap" and then he jokingly lifted up my arm and stuck his nose in my bushy pit. I jumped back, pushing him, laughing, "Stop! Yes, I did! I just didn't put any deodorant on because I forgot to bring it with me. I didn't expect anyone would get so close."
He just smiled, looking like he was lost in a thought and added, "I love the way you Wade men smell. I bet you taste great too." It started with a tenuous lick, but then climbed on top of me and dove in, massaging my deep bushy pit with his tongue, licking it clean. I was pinned down as he was dry humping me, his cock on mine, just a sheet between us. His own hairy pit was now in front of my nose, the smell bringing me back to when he was our coach and demonstrating proper form to us.
I'm never comfortable being overpowered so this started a struggle for dominance, trying to pin each other to the bed. He had always been hairy when we were kids, but now he was truly the beast we teased him to be. There was not an inch of hm without hair and my face rubbed against every part of him while we grappled. There's not much space for two men wrestling on a bed, trying not to crush my hard dick. Occasionally feeling his thick slippery cockhead pressing against my hole.
The room was even hotter now. The AC couldn't keep the room cool, and we were full on dripping in sweat now. I kicked off the sheet that was covering my naked body, and looked down, not surprised that there was a pool of my own precum on my abdomen. I then started eating out his pit, covering my face with his scent.
So many thoughts were swirling through my head -- I'm naked with Dan who's like a father to me, how was I going to tell Rob, etc. I tried to ignore the thoughts and just enjoy myself. Dan looked down at my dripping cock. "God, you are definitely your father's son," and gave my cock a few slow strokes. He squeezed the tip of my foreskin, releasing a lot of precum and licked it off his thumb before taking my whole cock in his mouth, down to my thick bush.
"Fuck!" I couldn't take the pleasure... he would alternate deep throating me with shallow attention, massaging my cockhead with his tongue under my foreskin, and then again running his tongue up and down my shaft. I was gripping the sheets and trying not to moan loudly. He was looking up at me hungrily. His movements were long, slow and sensual. I started holding the back of his head and pumping my cock down his throat, forcing it deeper. He pulled off my dick, laughing, "Boy, I'm not your bitch; just enjoy yourself." He went back to tonguing my foreskin while teasing my hole with his wet finger. I'm used to a small finger like Jen's up my hole -- Jen's a freak. That's why I love her. Having Dan's long, thick finger slip inside me to massage my prostate was different- definitely more intense.
Curious about how his cock would taste, I repositioned myself so we could 69, but I forgot what a monster cock he had. His precum was delicious when I tongued his foreskin, but it was difficult for me to get much of his cock in my mouth. My mouth was straining because of its thickness, and I had a serious gag reflex. He just laughed, "I appreciate the attempt, but I want to service you tonight." I was lying on my back at this point and he collected his own copious precum, lubed up my own thick cock, and sat back on my cock. His eyes rolled back in his head as I entered his hole. I couldn't believe my cock was in this man, my best friend's dad, my parents' lover, my own wrestling coach. Sweat was dripping down his face, down his chest, onto my own hairy chest. Of course, I was not the hairy beast he was. I reached up to massage his hairy pecs and squeeze his nipples as he started to ride my cock. The walls of his hole gripped my cock. Precum was leaking out of his cock onto my stomach each time my cock was fully in him. I leaned forward to clean off his cock with my tongue.
While I thought I would be the first to cum, Dan started breathing heavily. I was so turned on, I started jackhammering him from below, my loose, sweaty balls slapping against him. He leaned back just as I felt the walls of his ass pulsing around my cock and probably ten shots of cum hit the headboard, my hair, my face, my chest. It immediately sent me over the edge and I pumped so much cum into his hole. He collapsed onto me and we were a sweaty mess. My hands ran up and down his hairy back as I felt him turn to me and lick his cum off my face. I was not expecting him to feed me his cum off his tongue, but feeling his tongue on mine, his slippery cum on my tongue, was so sensual.
He took a few minutes to catch his breath and then whispered, "as much as I love the idea of you falling asleep covered in my cum, we should probably shower. Your father and I installed a huge shower out in the shed that we can use so that we don't wake anyone up."