Dad and My Boyfriend

I'm an out gay guy, 24, currently living in my parents' home with them thanks to Covid. I've been with my boyfriend Collin for three years now. My parents are very fond of him, and have welcomed him to live with us for the duration.

In July Collin and I went on a mountain hike, thinking it would be a safe, socially distanced activity. However, I fell down a small embankment and broke one wrist and fractured the other. As I was healing, my sex life with Collin was basically reduced to him jerking me off. There wasn't much I could do for him. Collin tried to be cool about it but sexual frustration started getting to him and he was becoming very irritable.

One Saturday while Mom was taking groceries to her parents, Collin, Dad and I were hanging out by the pool getting some sun. I said something unimportant to Collin and he snapped back at me with something bitchy. Dad muttered, "Oooh, someone's not getting enough." Then he realized what he had said, and added, "Oh, sorry guys, that was totally inappropriate." I could tell he was mortified. We were all silent for a few seconds. Then I laughed and said, "I think Collin would totally agree with you!" Dad relaxed, relieved that no one was offended. Another few moments passed and then Dad quietly said, "Listen, I wouldn't mind lending Collin a helping hand, if it wouldn't upset anyone...". Did I just hear my Dad offer to jerk off my boyfriend?!

Collin had in the past made no secret to me that he was kind of hot for my Dad. And Dad is a handsome, fit guy, so I understood. I looked at Collin and saw his board shorts were tented with his hard on. Dad saw it too. This was getting interesting.

"Dad, you're not serious. You're offering Collin a handjob?" Dad then said something about how he hadn't done anything like that in years, and it might be fun unless we were grossed out by the idea. Collin said he was not grossed out at all. He sounded a little too eager and was looking at me for permission. I wasn't sure, but for some reason all I said was, "I get to watch." Collin immediately pushed his shorts down over his feet and tossed them aside. Oh, okay, so we're gonna do this here and now, I thought to myself. Collin lay back on his pool chaise, his lovely, hard, 7" cut dick pointing straight up at the blue sky.

Dad moved from his chair and sat on the chaise next to Collin, took Collin's cock in his right hand, and started gently stroking it. Collin dissolved in a puddle of ecstasy - not only from some much needed cock attention, but this also played right into his exhibitionist tendencies and daddy fantasies.

I have to say Dad had very nice technique. It was amazing to see my boyfriend squirming while my father milked him. I was completely hard myself, trying not to spontaneously cum in my shorts or pass out from light headedness. In less than three minutes Collin let out his low groan that I know well, and four or five big ropes of cum flew out across his abdomen and landed on his chin and chest. Dad kept gently stroking him while the last of Collin's cum dribbled out over his hand. "Alright?" he asked. Collin replied with a big stupid grin.

Dad wiped his hand on Collin's stomach and stood up, saying, "I'll leave you two," and we could see he was erect in his swimsuit as he turned toward the house. I'm sure he was going inside to jerk off.

Collin, still naked, stripped my shorts off and gave me a repeat of Dad's performance, although when I came he aimed my cock and took my cum on his face, another of his little turnons. After resting a few minutes, we laughed about how much cum was on him, and we headed inside for a shower. I was still reeling over what had happened, but the day turned out to be a great bonding experience for the three of us.