Jansen?s Dad

Jansen's dad came home at 5 that morning; he's a policeman and sometimes he had to work night shifts. This night, specifically, had been crushing. Michael made it into the livingroom, tired as fuck, and there he took out his gun, his shoes, his pants, his shirt and his undershirt, he drank some water in the kitchen and then he went to the bathroom to take a piss; he took his cock out of his underwear and he got turned on instantly but Miguel decided to go straight to bed, just in his undies and with a big massive hardon. 

Michael is a black-skin-young-looking dad, his head is shaved, as well as the rest of his body; he's short in stature but has wide shoulders; he looks strong. His body's muscular and wide, he has a hard belly but still he looks very sexy, but the thing that most distracts Jansen is his father's big/fat/long cock. He saw his dad naked once, getting out of the bathroom, he had a semi-hard, the enormous meat was facing Jansen's direction; the foreskin was a little laid back so he saw a glimpse of his father's cock's redish beautiful head; his father covered it inmidiately with a towel but a big tent was still at view, it gave his son a big full erection.

That morning, specifically, Jansen woke up at 8 a.m to take a piss, so he got out his bedroom in a t-shirt and black thigh trunks and he got into the bathroom, he took a piss and his meat got hard, randomly. On the way back to his room, he noticed that his mother had already left for work. Because his parents' bed was bigger and more comfortable, he decided to move to his parents room to have some better sleep. He didn't know his dad was still in bed that morning.

He entered the room and there was his father, laying on his back, legs spreaded, only wearing some blue briefs underwear. The sheets had fallen from the bed so there was nothing covering Michael's big amazing bulge. Jansen got a bigger hardon, an obvious tent formed on his black trunks. He thought of leaving the room but he was so mesmerized and nervous... he just threw himself face down in the bed, next to his father; down on his stomach, concealing his erection between his abdomen and the mattress; he moved his face to the left so he could still watch his father laying there, almost naked. 

They were just a few inches apart, his and his father's body. Jansen automatically started moving his hips slowly, rubbing his erection on the bed, he was really horny; he felt his curved cock pushing to the left of his abdomen, he felt his trunk harder than ever. He watched all of his dad's muscles, his naked skin was darker that his own, then he inspected the bulge on his father's underwear; it was chubby and he could see the form of his dad's cock through the briefs, the head was stretching the fabric and Jansen felt an urge. 

His heart was racing like crazy, he was really agitated but at the same time he felt stimulated by the adrenaline. He continued humping the bed, his cock soaking on his own precum inside his underwear, finally, he made a move, he extended his left hand slowly, closer to his dad's left thigh. He poked his father's skin with precaution but his dad looked extremely tired, he didn't feel it. Slower, Jansen started moving his finger closer to his father's underwear, to the edge of the briefs on his dad's left thigh, and when he was there, he liffted the fabric just a little, he felt the excitement. He saw a glimse of his dad's dark trunk, it looked tangled, and he felt a weak smell that he liked instantly. Very slowly he slided two of his fingers inside his father's underwear and he felt his dad's meat; he retreated them almost instantly, scared as fuck, he waited for a reaction but his father didn’t react. 

Jansen smelled his fingers and the aroma of his dad's shaft almost made him cum, it smelled of work and manhood. Again he inserted his fingers inside his dad's undies, more confident, and again he smelled them. Jansen pushed his other arm under his own body and inside his own underwear, he grabbed his own soaked cock and he began penetrating his right hand slowly, still smelling his dad's macho-perfume on his left fingers. For a third time he moved his left arm and slided it into Michael's underwear, but now he took time inspecting his father's trunk; the meat didn't felt soft or hard but it did felt very large. 

When he was confident enough he moved methodically through his father's trunk and finally he found his father's cock's head. The foreskin was covering it completely so he started moving it with the tip of his fingers, slowly; still fucking his own right hand, he was now touching his father's foreskin and he couldn't believe it; his own cock was cut so feeling his dad's extra skin was extraordinary. He played with the foreskin for a long time; up and down, slowly; then he finally went for his father's head. He felt a big oval figure, meaty and firm, then he felt precum on his fingers; he spreaded it all around his father's cock's head, wet and sticky; Jansen stopped penetrating his right hand abruptly, he almost came. After a moment of ecstacy, he realized that his father's voluptuous bulge was getting bigger and bigger. The head felt stronger so he inspected the trunk and it felt fatter too, he was getting his dad hard. He got scared again, his heart was racing at his fullest, but Jansen went for it. 

He slided all of his left hand inside his dad's underwear, he grabbed his father's cock and started massaging it. It felt enormous on his hand and it wasn't totally hard yet, he watched intensely how his hand moved inside the briefs. There he was, with his right hand inside his own underwear, touching his own cock and with his left hand inside his dad's underwear, touching his dad's cock. His father's meat got harder and harder and at some point it was too big, Jansen's hand felt strained so he took his hand out it out. 

His father's cock was amazingly hard now and it didn't even fit inside the briefs; the meat was pushing the fabric so hard that the trunk was visible at the side of the underwear and the head was searching an escape route, it was the biggest hardon Janson had ever seen, it was so meaty and long that he couldn't believe it. Janson wanted to be more comfortable so he turned his body around and he laid face up on the bed, spreading his legs like his father's, the tent on his black trunks was at full elevation. There he was now, comparing erections with his father, both cocks pushing inside their undies, both cocks hard as fuck. 

Jansen moved his right hand to his own tent and he opened the fly of his black trunk and took out his curved cock, harder than ever. Proudly, his meat extended from the hole in the fabric; at the middle, his shaft curved to the left and then up, spiral-like, his veins protuberant, his head completely free of skin, massive, red and purple. He liked his cock, it wasn't that big but it was very fat and strong, and it was interesting. He started playing with his meat with one hand and then he reached his father's underwear with the other one, slowly, he grabbed his father's cock from inside the underwear and, just with a little force, he took out his dad's meat. He felt breathless... it was enormous... the big fat beast bounced out in a quick movement, and Jansen finally saw it in all his glory, and smelled it too. 

His dad's cock was curved to the left too, although I wasn't spirally, his father's cock was three times longer than his. The shaft was black and fat, the veins were pulsing; his dick was so fucking hard that the foreskin was almost stretched; his head was the biggest red apple Jansen has seen in his life, and it was leaking a lot of precum. 

Full of desire, Jansen grabbed both their cocks and he started jerking them euphorically. His dad's beautiful rounded head continued leaking juices so Jansen took some precum and tasted it; grapes and olives. He was going crazy, he was hornier than ever. He felt the cum in his shaft and he started stroking both cocks more fiercely. His father's hard meat looked amazing, so Jansen felt he needed more. He didn't think, he just got onto his side and he licked his father's bubble head; again, his father's juices tasted sweet and sour. Jansen opened his mouth and now he got all of his father's head inside, he sucked off his dad. He started slowly, then, he was swallowing all of his dad's meat, he was giving him the best blowjob a son could give to his father. He continued stroking his curved cock strong and when he felt he was losing control, about to cum, he heard his father's voice: “Ohhhhh, I’m about to cum son!” Jansen came. 

His cum started jumping in all directions; it covered his father's legs, shaft, underwear, the bed, his own shirt and underwear too, it got everywhere. He moaned hard with his father's cock still in his mouth, the ecstacy was surreal. Still shooting, he heard now a shriek of confusion and his mouth got filled with the most tasty cream in the whole world; his father's cum. Seven long shots invaded his throat; shot after shot his father's cock trembled, stired, inflated and deflated. Michael moaned loudly, whining like it was the best discharge of his life, a mixture of confusion, surprise, adrenaline, extasis and shock. His cum was fruitful and thick, and the smell in the room turned aphrodisiac and relaxing. Michael shot his last juices and Jansen swallowed all of his father's jizz.