Hudson Family Tales Pt. 05 - Sex Stories

Hudson Family Tales Pt. 05

... someone else."

The circles Pop made with his palm began to drop lower, until his hands were slowly forming a soft grip between my legs. I breathed in the shower steam and the musk of Pop’s minty breath.

"We get into the shower and your dad starts kissing me again. We're both naked, and hard. Our cocks are up on each other’s under the water and I'm thinking, holy fuck this is hot. And I'm hoping John doesn't wake up and come down to see what's going on. But your dad doesn't care. He comes around behind me, and all of a sudden, I hear him spit, and then there's a finger going inside my ass. I almost turn around and knock him out, but I'm too stunned. I mean, here I am in the shower with my eighteen-year-old son, and he's startin’ to finger fuck me."

One of Pop's hands then moved away from my dick, while the other kept stroking. I bit my lip as it traveled around my hip, then slowly began to slide into my cheeks, until finally, it met the soft tightness of my hole. Pop began to push in, and I reached back, grabbing onto his body to hold myself up.

"Again, I have no clue where your Dad picked this shit up. All I know is, it feels good as hell, Buddy. So I don't stop him. He ends up putting another finger in me, and now I'm trying not to make any noise. But then he stops. He pulls out his fingers, and all of a sudden, there's something else pushing into my asshole. I don't even realize what it is until it's already starting to go up there."

And just like in his ...

... story, I felt Pop's fingers drop out of me, replaced by a singular and thicker pressure. I realized the head of Pop's cock was beginning to pump in and out of my hole. I gasped for air, but I almost felt choked by the steam coming out of the shower head in front of me.

"That's right," Pop said, "Your dad’s fucking his old man in the shower. And I'm shocked, Buddy. He's such a man in this moment. Such a stud. He's grunting in my ear, and pushing that thing as deep as he can into me, and all I can think is, 'Where's my little boy?' I mean, this was a man behind me, with a man's cock. Before that night, I'd never thought of his privates. I’d certainly never imagined them behind me, opening me... Pushing inside me... Filling me..."

All of a sudden, Pop began pumping faster and harder, and I held onto the shower walls as he let out a loud grunt, dousing the inside of my hole with his load.

Then I realized he was still stroking me, when without warning, I ejaculated a white mess all over the tile in front of me.

"And after that day, man time seemed like the only time your dad and I could get along. For a while, it was our little secret. We kept your Uncle John out of it as long as we could, but that's another story."

I felt Pop's cock squeeze out of my hole, and then the warm drip of his cum falling down my thighs and calves with the shower water.

He brought up his hand to clean out his Buddy, while kissing me on the back of my neck. Then he lathered me up and rinsed ...