Rim Job Scenario

First I thought that Uncle Chad was still sucking Dad’s cock but there it was, the arching plum curled back onto his stomach and his hairy nut sack was against my uncle’s skull while he raised his legs up over Uncle Chad’s shoulders.

“”Get it!” Dad grunted as he grabbed fist-fulls of bedding. “Work it in there!”

Omigod. My uncle was rimming my father, and apparently Chad didn’t much care that Dad had just gotten out of work or not. Just the opposite. He seemed to be reveling in it.

This was somehow turning me on even more, beyond the actual acts themselves. Alan had done these same things to me; having licked my armpits and rimmed my anus many times, but only after a shower or at times when I was pristine. I don’t know what Dad was about that moment, but pristine couldn’t have been it. Nasty? Maybe, but there was something primal about it that I loved.

Outside, I was sweating as much as both of them as a result of watching these men for the last few minutes. My cock was so stiff in my pants that if I moved the wrong way it would snap in two, so after standing there with my back to the wall I decided to leave, just taking a peek back in when I heard a scream – my Uncle’s.

Dad was fucking Uncle Chad. My uncle was perched on the foot of the bed on his knees with his pale white butt in the air and Dad was standing at the foot of the bed with his hands on Chad’s hips thrusting into him hard and fast while I stood there with a side view of it all.

It was like watching Sasquatch savaging a fawn, with sweat flying off Dad’s hairy body as he pounded away, but Uncle Chad wasn’t being attacked. No, he was taking it willingly and judging by the fact his dick was erect he was liking it.

Before I turned away for the last time Uncle Chad had even taken one hand off the bed and was stroking his dick, his thumb and index finger vigorously rubbing the modest spout. After I heard him cry out and watched his dick spit cum onto the sheets I left, getting on my bike and pedaling over to Alan’s house.