Hudson Family Tales Pt. 05 - Sex Stories

Hudson Family Tales Pt. 05

... nice old guy. When your dad was your age, I wasn't even forty yet. I still had a young buck’s temper."

I imagined Pop being Dad's age, and Dad being mine. I could see them wrestling under the moonlight in the backyard. Dad was never one to take direction from anyone, and Pop was easily frustrated when disobeyed. "Did you hit him?" I asked.

"We both hit each other," Pop said. "Not my finest moment. I felt like shit after. So when we come back inside, I stop him before he goes up to his room. I want to say I'm sorry. But then, I notice he's tearing up. So I just pull him into a hug and tell him I still love him."

Pop's hands slowed on my stomach and I could tell he was becoming lost in the memory.

"Then, your dad just pulls away from me and plants a fat one on my mouth."

My mouth dropped open. I did not see that coming. "Wait. What? Are you serious?"

"I'm serious," Pop said. "He kisses me. And it's a real one. His mouth is all over mine, and it's clear he's been drinking tons of beer. His tongue's goin’ all over the place."

"What'd you do?"

"Well, he started apologizing a whole bunch, and I tried to get him to quiet down so he wouldn't wake John. So I brought him right here, to the bathroom. I turned on the water to drown out some of the sound, and then I asked him if he wanted to kiss my mouth again."

"Did he do it?"

“Sure did. He starts licking me, and at first, I tried to resist it, Buddy. But eventually… I couldn't stop myself. I started ...

... opening my lips, little by little. And I let your dad in."

Slowly, I could feel something moving up against me from behind. Pop was starting to get hard. As his cock began to fill up, it lightly pressed between my ass cheeks. "Then what happened, Pop?"

"I asked what would make him feel better. And all of a sudden, he starts taking off his shirt. I tried stopping him at first, but then I was so taken back by how much he'd grown. I realized I wanted him to keep going. So I let him take off the shirt. He looked just like you do now. Not all that chest hair had come in yet, but some. And he was real proud of that hair under his arms, just like you."

By now, I could feel Pop's cock propping up against my hole. I wondered if he was about to take his hands away from my belly and direct it into me head first, the way Dad had done. But he didn't. He kept rubbing big circles over my belly as he went on.

"He starts reaching for my shirt, and I realize I'm not just going to help him get into the shower. I have no clue where he learned this shit, but lifts up my arms and sniffs my pits, then he starts licking and sucking on my nipples. Now, I'd jerked off with my old man, but we'd never done anything like this. I’m stunned. And hard. And before I know it, your dad's pulling off his jeans, then unzipping mine, all while he's licking my mouth like a drunk dog. And I'm letting him. I'm confused, but I'm turned on. And I figure, hey, it's guy stuff. I'd rather him do this with me than ...