Dad’s Arsehole Ch. 03

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Let’s fast forward to three months since I got to sample my dad’s ring. My old man still wasn’t giving up his arsehole for licking again, but I’d ended up giving Dan a call and we’d really hit it off.

Turned out Dan was working in town Monday to Friday but he lived out on a property with his missis on the weekends. His kids were grown up and moved to the big smoke so he was alone in his rental place every night of the week, which gave us a few opportunities to play around.

What I liked about Dan was that he was pretty blokey, just a regular fella, but after a beer he’d be on all floors begging for a tongue up the chute. Eventually we tried a few other things. He got me into fucking him, which was a real eye-opener for me. Around about the same time my girlfriend headed off to uni. I was a bit cut about it but having Dan’s waiting arse on the regular got me over it.

One arvo, as we were having a post-fuck beer, Dan mentioned he had a few other blokes around sometimes, just married guys mostly who wanted a bit on the side, and would I be up for a threesome?

I told him yes, but I wanted to see the guys first if I could. Married casino şirketleri or not, it was still a small town and I didn’t want word getting out about this stuff. Dan totally understood, and showed me the profiles of a few blokes on his hook-up website.

One bloke caught my eye instantly. There was no face shot, but a close-up of his furry pucker. My heart skipped a beat as I looked at it. I was pretty certain, and the age matched…

“That’s my dad.” I said out loud.

“What? You’ve seen your dad’s hole?” Dan laughed.

I hesitated. Dan pushed me on it. I ended up confiding in him what had happened and how I’d ended up in these situations. He was pretty open-minded about the whole thing, said he was surprised but we were both adults. Plus it gave him a massive stiffy that he couldn’t deny.

Eventually, after some convincing, we hatched a plan…

The following week I was over at Dan’s, as planned. He’d told my dad he had a young fella coming over too, and to let himself in and joint he fun if he wanted. I figured that was the only way to push my dad into the situation but still give him an out if he really wasn’t casino firmaları ok with it.

Me and Dan set the scene. About ten minutes before my dad was meant to arrive I started tonguing Dan’s back passage. He was on the bed on his stomach, legs spread wide, and after about five minutes of the good stuff he started to moan and beg.

“Put it in me mate.” He begged, squirming on my tongue.

Like any good mate would, I put the condom on, lubed up and eased myself in. We managed to get a pretty good rhythm going when I saw the bedroom door easing open out of the corner of my eye. I saw the old man standing in the doorway watching us. He could clearly see my face, although I hadn’t turned to look at him.

He didn’t move from the doorway, so eventually I looked at him directly. He’d dropped his shorts and was pounding away on his cock, watching me stretch Dan’s arse out with my knob. We made eye contact, finally, and I gave him a wink and a cheeky grin.

That was all it took. Dad shucked the rest of his clothes and came over to the bed. He stood on the mattress above Dan and bared his sphincter to me. I dove in tongue-first.

It güvenilir casino was all too much- being deep in Dan’s arse while I ate my old man out. I blew pretty quickly and lay back, exhausted. I was in for quite a show though.

Dan rolled over, hard as a rock.

“Climb aboard mate.” He said to my Dad.

The old man reached into the dresser drawer and grabbed the condoms and lube in a way that suggested he knew exactly where they were. He got Dan’s member ready then squatted over him and drove the meat into his hole.

Seeing my dad bouncing up and down on Dan, his hard-on flopping around and slapping on his belly, got me going again. I watched, mesmerised. Eventually, without even planning to, I reached out and grabbed his shaft, marvelling at how much it felt like my own.

“Fuck!” Dad panted, looking at me as Dan jack-hammered him. I was staring him right in the eyes so I didn’t realise he was blowing until I felt the first hot splash on my hand. He gingerly pulled himself off Dan’s knob after that and collapsed on the bed next to me.

Me and Dad looked at each other for a little bit. Then he grinned and gave me a gentle punch in the arm. We both started giggling like we did that first time.

“Yeah I’m happy for you two but what am I supposed to do about this?” said Dan, shaking his still-erect pecker.

Dad looked back at me and winked…

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