Part Two – The Camping Trip II

>>Warning! This story contains penetrative sex between adult male relations. If it's illegal to read this stuff where you live, if you find this kind of thing repulsive, or if there's any reason why you shouldn't be reading this, THEN DON'T!<<

“Alex, where did you learn to suck dick like that? I’ve never cum so much in my life, boy. That was amazing. I thought I was going to drain my entire bollocks into your face.” I simply laid on top of my father, my head resting upon his hairy beergut that heaved up and down in heavy breaths, sucking the last few drops of his precious cum from his softening dick. My own cock was throbbing, aching for a release of its own, but I ignored it, my mind still reeling from the inundation of senses I was feeling.

“It’s your turn next, son,” purred my father as he gently stroked my face with his large, powerful hand.

“You have an incredible cock, dad,” I said, looking into his dark brown eyes that gazed at me, dreamy and satiated. “I sucked a lot of dicks in college, but none come close to yours.”

“It’s a pretty damn fine cock, I’ll say that much. But I think it’s yours we need to worry about now, son. It’s looking pretty fucking angry, and I’m eager to taste my boy’s seed in my mouth. Lay on your back, son.”

I hauled myself from on top of his powerful body and lay out on the ground. My six inches, not as thick as my father’s but still more than a mouthful for many, lay on my stomach, leaking clear fluid onto my hair-swathed, defined abs.

“You have a beautiful body, Alex. And a beautiful cock, too.”

“69 me, dad. I want that dick and those huge hairy bull-balls in my face while you suck me. I want to get you hard again, because I want you inside me. I want you to fuck me, dad.” At this, dad crawled up my torso on his hands and knees, gazing down at me with eyes brimming over with love. He then forcefully kissed me, his tongue pushing its way deep into my mouth, tasting his own fluids in his son’s mouth. Breaking the kiss, he then changed positions until his knees were straddling my head, and his now-flaccid horsedick was swinging tantalisingly close to my face. Behind it, his two swollen nuts sagged low in their generous sac, wrapped in thick black fur.

Suddenly, my cock was bathed in the warmth of my father’s mouth, and I could feel his goatee brushing against my groin. He’d taken my entire cock in one go, and I could feel that my head was lodged firmly in his throat, and he was having no problems administering a good hard suction along my thick, rigid shaft.

“Not too fast, dad. I’m already fit to bust a nut, and I want this to last. I want you hard again by the time I cum.” My father didn’t reply, by instead just eased up on the suction a little, and concentrated more on slowly lapping his tongue up and down the sides of my shaft as he slid it in and out of his throat.

I reached up and grabbed my father’s firm, round hairy buttocks. Pulling down on them slightly, dad thrust his hips downwards and I once again found my face buried in his groin, his soft tube of flesh lolling over the side of my face as his bollocks rolled around my forehead. His crotch smelt muskier now than before, the exertion from his mammoth orgasm smelling strongly around the base of his cock. I began to gently run my tongue through the coarse pubic hair, acrid with fresh sweat and the faint taste of his seed, until I came at last to his balls. I figured out in the logical part of my mind that it was virtually impossible to fit both of them in my mouth at once, but I wanted to make my father so proud of me, and to make sure that he always came back for more. Sucking first one into my mouth, I rolled it around, sucking hard on it as dad groaned noisily with pleasure from between my own legs. As I did this, I felt the first twitch from his cock, and it began to slowly expand, elongating down the side of my chin as I feasted upon my father’s ball.

Letting his ball slide from my mouth for a moment, I slicked up my right index finger with the glut of saliva that was collecting in my mouth, and as I sucked his bollock back between my lips, I slowly sank my finger through his pursing sphincter.

“Oh yeah… Alex… Ohhh…” Cried my father, pulling off my dick in ecstatic surprise as my entire finger was engulfed into his soft warm chute, before quickly sucking my stumpy club back into his mouth. He was getting really turned on again now, as his dick was almost at its full thirteen inches and began to hoist itself from off my chin in jerking throbs. Slowly, I pulled my finger back out from his furry hole, and then pressed two fingers to his tight entrance. I felt him relax to allow me re-entry, and once again I slid into him in one smooth, slick motion that had him groaning with delight.

I gazed at my father’s beautiful ass as I opened up his fleshy bud with my fingers. The day before I’d almost ran in horror from the sight of it when I had almost accidentally walked into it in the tent, and now here I was plunging my fingers deep inside it, marvelling at the two firm fur-swathed buttocks.

As he continued working on my cock, running his tongue over its length and lapping up the constant flow of precum, I slowly finger-fucked his hole. Soon he was driving his hips backwards in small movements to meet my inward pushes, gaining that little bit of extra depth to each thrust. Before long I was working a third finger inside of him to his long moans of delight that vibrated through my glans and down through my shaft.

With my other hand, I decided to attempt both of my father’s monstrous bollocks in my mouth. I sucked as hard as I could on the one that was already inside my mouth, pulling it far to the back of my throat, and then using my hand I began stuffing the second one in past my lips. After a little while, it suddenly gave and my cheeks ballooned, my mouth crammed with my father’s testes.

Dad was now panting in short bursts as he sucked on my cock, and his fully bloated thirteen inches were dribbling precum onto my chest, adding to the sticky mess of cum and saliva that was already smeared across it from his previous load.

“Give me your fourth finger, son,” dad panted as I began vigorously sucking on those oversized bollocks, my tongue running over their hairy surface. I did as I was asked, gently adding my fourth finger to the three already penetrating my father, opening his tight ring further still. He pushed his ass back hard onto my fingers, almost pulling his balls from my mouth, and cried out once more as sensations flooded over him.

Unable to wait any longer, I pulled dad’s balls from my mouth, and jammed my four fingers hard into his ass.

“Fuck me, dad. Give me your cock.” Dad pulled off my cock once more, gasping for breath.

“But you haven’t cum yet, son. I want to taste your cum.”

“You will, but I can’t wait any longer. I need you inside me.” I pulled my fingers slowly from within my father, and he turned back around until he was knelt over me once again. Kissing me deeply, whilst pushing his hard length into my groin, he began to hump my crotch, our two dicks rubbing past each other as he pumped his hips.

“I’ll lay on my back, son. I want to see my cock disappearing in your ass. But I’ll need to lube you up first. Wait here a second.” He climbed off me and walked into the tent, returning shortly with a small bottle of lube. “I thought I was just going to be using this for a couple of private wanks this week. I’m glad I brought this along now.”

Dad laid back down on the soft grass, and as I crawled in between his parted legs and began playing with his hefty balls, he started to slick up his fat pole until it was glistening with the clear liquid.

“Come here, boy. We’ll need to grease you up, too. Bend over me.” I stood astride his head, and bending my knees slightly, stretched all the way forward, and reached back, parting my firm cheeks to fully expose my hair-fringed sphincter. “Oh, son, you’ve got a beautiful ass. Are you a virgin?”

“No, but my regular fuck buddy had a really thin, long cock, so I’ve never really been opened up.” As I spoke, dad applied the first glob of cold lube to my ass, smearing it around my puckering bud, before suddenly slipping his finger past my clasped entrance, and I call out in surprise and wonderment, the same as my father had done when I did it to him. “I just want your cock up their, dad. I don’t care how long it takes, but I want that fat beast to be the one to really open me up.”

“That’s my boy, Alex. There’s nothing I like better than the feeling of a really nice, fat dick splitting my hole wide open. You really do take after me in so many ways.” With that I stood up again, and positioned my lube-smeared hole above dad’s thirteen-inch monster, which he was holding bolt upright, targeting my quivering sphincter.

Slowly, very slowly, I began to lower myself onto my dad’s stiff pole. As my bud connected with the blunt tip of dad’s glans, I shivered with anticipation. Then, relaxing myself as much as possible and pushing out with my ass muscles, I pushed downwards with a short, slow stroke.

It was incredible. The coating of clear grease on my father’s fat head gave it just enough lubrication to slide through my relaxed ring without pulling, but I was able to feel every sensation as I was slowly opened wider and wider by the flaring head. I hungrily continued my descent upon his throbbing prong, and as my ring became almost stretched to capacity, his head suddenly slid completely inside me, with my sphincter closing tight around the end of my dad’s shaft, locking his head within my warm passage with my strong teenage assring.

“Aww, fuck dad. That feels incredible,” I moaned as I got used to the feeling of such a huge intrusion inside me. Max had been a good fuck, and the only other person to ever fully fuck me, and so having my dad’s thick club driving inside me was a completely new and wonderful experience.

“You’re telling me, son. You’ve got the tightest ass I’ve had in a long time. You’re almost pulling your old man’s fat mushroom head off my shaft with that tight little ring of yours. Now, play with your dad’s tits as you take the rest of my monster. Come on. Your dad loves his fuck-buddies squeezing his tits while he’s fucking and getting fucked, and you’re the best fuck-buddy of all. I can’t get over your ass, boy. Come on, slide all the way down your old man’s greased up pole, right to the fucking hilt.”

I adjusted my position so that I was no longer squatting upon my feet, but, being careful not to put too much pressure on where I’d hit my right knee-cap, actually on my knees, astride my father, with his huge head jammed into my tight, hot hole. As I reached down and began pinching dad’s nipples between my fingers, I lowered myself further down his dick, panting and groaning as inch after glorious fat inch disappeared inside me. Dad was also moaning, and telling me what a great ass I had, and how he felt like shooting his load right there, even though around eight inches of his thick rod were still not inside me.

“Don’t even think about it, dad. I want to ride this cock, and have you ride me, until I’m too sore to walk. Then I want your load inside me.” To emphasise my point, I squeezed dad’s tits as hard as I could between my fingers for a second, even digging my nails a little way into the fleshy nibs, intending for him to recoil in pain.

Instead, dad threw his head back and arched his back violently as he almost rocketed towards a glorious orgasm within that split second. His drummed his arms against the firm earth, gasping for breath as he fought to control himself.

Suddenly, his right hand clipped against the side of my left knee, the one that I had cut open the day before. I’d been careful not to put too much pressure on it as I sank down onto dad’s cock, but the sudden jolt of pain caused me to involuntarily kick my leg away from his hand, which meant out from beneath me.

Almost instantly, I fell straight downwards, completely impaling myself upon the entire thirteen inches of my father’s tool, those remaining eight inches that I had not yet engulfed sliding into me in a second. The base was even wider than the huge flange of my father’s glans, but my ring simply opened up in my distracted state, sliding me all the way down to his hairy ballsac.

I cried out in what I expected to be the sheer torturous agony of his dick tearing me apart, but it was in fact a howl of pure ecstasy as I now rushed unstoppably towards involuntary climax. I punched a great slug of cum clean over my father’s chest and head, landing with a wet slap onto the grass about two metres away as I continued to bay loudly. As my second volley plastered dad’s face, he began to scream through gritted teeth, the two of us crying out as my father’s own climax was triggered once more. Suddenly, as my third wad of cum splattered onto dad’s chest, he arched his back stiffly for the second time, and that fat prong buried deep within me felt as though it grew to twice its size, before I was suddenly flooded by warmth.