It was Friday night and Ben was celebrating with his friends. They had arranged to meet at the house of one of the boys whose parents weren't at home. Everyone brought something to drink or snacks and someone always had a playlist to play. So they partied without having to go to an expensive club.
Around one o'clock in the morning, Ben got a message from John, Dad's best friend: "I left you a present. You should come home quickly and take it!" - with a winking smiley face.
For as long as Ben could remember, John was at Dad's every Friday night. Sometimes they watched a sports program, always drank beer and Ben suspected that they had always made time with each other on these nights. The fact that Dad and his best friend had sex with each other was a new realization from the last few weeks, but this one suggested it.
Ben replied: "Will it still be there later?". He didn't actually want to leave the party yet and whatever John had there, was it really so important that he had to go home for it now?
John replied with a photo. It took Ben a moment to realize what he was looking at. It was a man's naked ass with cum dripping out of his hole. Ben was startled and quickly put his hand on the screen of his cell phone. He looked around, but no one seemed to have noticed anything. He quickly found a quiet corner and looked at the display again. It was indeed the rather hairy ass of... of who? John's? It didn't matter, Ben immediately became curious. He had never received a message like this before, it was exciting, actually totally perverted, but all the more exciting for that. His cock immediately became hard, he could hardly control it. Neither the loose-fitting boxer shorts nor the sweatpants he was wearing could hide his hard-on, so he tried to think of something else.
Again his cell phone vibrated, again John had written a message: "Come and get it! Your father could do with another one today!"
Ben gave up, he had no real chance of thinking about anything else. He had already fucked his dad once, but his dad wasn't really the passive type. With his strong, hairy body, the moustache, the always somehow stern-looking facial expression, his deep voice and his taciturnity, his father exudes a distinct masculinity. Being fucked by a guy like that - and his dad is really good at it - was just too hot for Ben and therefore too obvious. But now he saw his dad's fucked ass and knew - all he had to do was go home, unpack his cock and start fucking.
He quickly replied: "I'm on my way!", stopped briefly in the quiet corner to get his hard-on down again, said goodbye to his friends in protest and made his way to his father's trailer.
The closer he got to the trailer, the more excited he became. As soon as he turned onto the path to his father's secluded trailer, he got hard again. With every step he took, it rocked back and forth and rubbed against his boxers, which only made him even more aroused. It was a good thing his father lived so far out, so he didn't have to worry about hiding his hard-on.
He climbed the few steps up to the trailer door and stopped just before it: He was about to go into this trailer, where his father had already fucked him in every corner a few times. They had jerked each other off, sucked each other's dicks, licked each other's holes, but Ben had only fucked his father once. His stomach tingled. It had been a crazy summer, and now he was going to fuck his father again. His father, this construction worker with the strong body and deep voice.
He opened the door. The entrance area immediately merged into the kitchen and living room, so that Ben was looking directly at his father Frank, who was lying on his stomach on the sofa. Naked. The TV was still on, there were lots of beer bottles on the table and Dad's clothes were scattered all over the room. Ben remembered it looked like this in Dad's room when he fucked him for the first time. Ben closed the door behind him, stopped for a moment and took a closer look at the scene. Dad seemed to have fallen asleep, which disappointed Ben at first, but then he thought to himself: "I'll wake him up! I'm not leaving a party with a promise of sex and then going to bed!".
Ben put his backpack down and crept to the end of the couch, from where he could see his father's ass in front of him. His own cock had already grown to full size and hardness, he reached into his sweatpants and massaged it to take some pressure off it. With his other hand, he began to play with the hole that his father so willingly held out to him. It was very wet and warm. Ben put the finger he had just been playing with the hole to his nose and smelled it: it was indeed cum. John must have cum inside Dad and spread his sperm all over the hole. Ben imagined John lying here on top of his father, sticking his cock deep into Dad's ass and fucking him with hard thrusts. He put his finger in his mouth and licked it. He tasted John's cum, his breathing became heavy, he moaned softly and wanted more.
Ben bent over his father's ass and smelled, with the tip of his nose close to the hole: that smell, a mixture of sweat, cum, lubricant gel and man's ass. With the smell of his fucked father in his nose, Ben dropped his sweatpants and boxers to the floor and rubbed his hand over his hard cock. His own pre-cum spread quickly and he could feel his glans getting hard and wet.
