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No matter how many nights I do it, I've never gotten use to sleeping alone. Lonely nights feel even more so in a king sized bed; room for two occupied by one. I look to my reflection on my closet mirror. I even look pathetic to myself. My chest has grown a thick mat of black fur, untrimmed, trailing down my torso, leading to the dark black bush above my penis. It's not like I have anyone to manscape for. My stomach is beginning to pudge, hiding the six pack I was once extremely proud of. My face has a slight stubble, which will soon disappear in the morning when I shave for work. All things considered, though, I am still a fairly descent looking guy for 45. I'm no underwear model, but I'm not bad to look at.
Sexually and romantically I've been alone for years. Ever since the casual girlfriend I knocked up left our son on my front step and ran off 19 years ago. Between raising Harper, my son, and work, I never found much time for dating. I barely could find time to masturbate. I wouldn't trade it for anything though. I'm close to my son and have a great relationship to him, father and friend, and thanks to all the hard work I've put in at the office, I was able to send him to the college of his choosing.
I've been lonely for almost two decades, but I'd never been alone, that is until 5 months ago when Harper left for college. While he was only a couple miles away attending state university, he was still no longer a part of my daily life. I missed him like crazy. I never realized that I depended on him as much as he did me. I had been out of the dating world for too long to know how to get back into in, had always been too busy for friends, and now my only companion was off living his own life.
However, this day was better. It was winter break from college, and Harper was back home. Here for an entire month. He brought a college friend, Colby to stay with us. At first I was a little bummed out that my quality time with Harper was going to be interrupted, but Colby seemed like a nice guy but my son failed to let me know Colby was black not that it's a problem, and when you're as lonely as I have been, any company is good company. They arrived in the late afternoon, and we went out to dinner at a local pizza place and we got to catch up. Harper and Colby were team mates on the college soccer team. Harper had joined solely for his love of the sport, while Colby was at the college on scholarship; athletic scholarship was the only way he could afford college. From what I gathered, Colby's parents abandoned him when he was a young c***d and he spent his life bouncing from foster home to foster home until he aged out of the system 8 months ago. Though a sad way to grow up, he does appear stronger for it. He is very confident and in control. He needs no one to take care of him, because he can take care of himself.
Now, I have never been with a man or ever really thought about it, but I've also never been one of those guys who were too insecure in their own sexuality to notice when another man is attractive, and Colby was a fine looking black man. He was around 6'3, taller than both me and my son who both capped out at 5'8. His hair was short and styled perfectly with that just out of bed look. Though clothed I could see his huge muscles bulging out in all the right places and tight jeans made his ass look small not that I'm gay. He was overly muscular, but was in extremely good shape. Looking at him made the word Black Adonis come to my mind. He was absolutely beautiful.
This was a fact that didn't appear to be lost on my son. Though, I had sometimes suspected my son might be gay, it was never something we had directly discussed. I never tried to push the issues, fearing outing him before he had come to terms with it, but I always tried to make sure he knew that I was supportive of the LGBT community, so that when he was ready he'd feel safe to tell me.
There was something in the way they looked at each other. I wouldn't call it love, but rather lust. They seemed hungry for each other, rather than affectionate. I assumed they were probably just friends who helped each other out score with the ladies. I knew if they where gay they probably have sex in my house, just down the hall from my room. That thought excited me.
Now as I'm laying here, lonely and naked in my bed I'm beginning to believe my suspicions may be true. I begin to hear noises coming from down the hall. They start out subtle. I heard what I believed to be the smacking sounds of a passionate kiss, followed not to long after by what sounded like slight gagging and the occasional moans. At first I thought my horniness was just getting the best of me, but as the sound of my son's bed slowly creaking filled the silent house I knew it was true. Just down the hall from me, my son was getting fucked by possibly the most handsome man I had ever seen. I look down to see my dick start to rise. My arousal worries me. Why I am turned on my the noise of my son having sex?
The gentle rhyme of the bed's movements and slight whimpers escaping from my son are hypnotic. I find myself drawn to them. I get out of bed and slowly walk down the hall towards Harper's room. I feel in a trance, like I'm out of my body, watching myself.
I find the his bedroom door partially opened, and I peek in, and look upon a sight that almost makes me cum before I am even fully hard. My son's body is bent over the bed, his face buried in a pillow in an attempt to mute his cries of pleasure. I see his left hand clutching the bed sheets and his right hand strokes his throbbing dick. He seems to be about average length and thickness, but he is not really what my focus is on. Behind him, plowing into my boy's ass like an a****l in heat is Colby. Sweat is dripping down his fit black body, I can't see his cock, but I can just tell he must be big.
My dick has finally fully risen and is as hard as I ever remember it being. I reach down and begin to stroke my 7 inches slowly as I watch my son take this rough fuck. My eyes are glued to their bodies, how they move together. It's then I realize, I'm not turned on because my son is getting fucked, I'm turned on wishing I was getting fucked in place of my son. Harper was in so much pleasure, his entire body was trembling from the fucking he was receiving. His head turned toward me. He had his eyes closed tight as his teeth bit into the pillow. He was smiling, he was loving every second of this. I looked back at Colby and my eyes meet his eyes. He was watching me watching him. I thought about running, but the look in his eyes and the smile on his lips told me to stay. I just stood there, stroking my hard dick in unison to his thrusts, lost in sight and overwhelming smell of sweat and musk that was filling the room.
He winked at me, then grabbed Harper by the waist and picked him up, flipping him onto his back. He leaned down and the two of them kissed, I could see my son sucking his lover's tongue into his mouth, kissing him like his life depended on it. I could see Colby's black cock now. It was huge, at least nine inches, thick and uncut. I could see the veins sticking out of it, and the lube caused it to shine in the moonlight that was in through the window. He wasn't wearing a condom. He was fucking my son bare.
"Ready for more of my black cock bitch?" Colby asked huskily.
"shush, what if my dad hears?" Harper replied in a hushed tone.
"Then let him hear, I don't care. Let him hear me fucking his sons ass, he may even like it."
Harper scoffed, "You are such a dirty boy."
"Never heard you complain before, now tell me what you want, don't whisper it, say it out loud, and I'll give it to you"
"God, I want your big black cock. I want you to fuck me hard, I just want you to grab hold of me and use me until you cum deep inside of me. I'm yours to do whatever you want."
"Fuck yea baby, that's hot. I want that too." With that Colby rammed his black dick back into my son, filling his hole in one thrust. My son gasped with pleasure and the fucking resumed.
There was no more concern between either of them of being noisy or waking me, their horniness had taken over. Harper couldn't control his screams any longer. Chanting "Oh yes Colby, fuck me, fuck me hard." While Colby had regressed from words, and was becoming primal, grunting and groaning like a caveman as he fucked into my son, hard. From this new position, I could see it, his fat black cock sliding in and out of my sons ass lips. I could tell by my sons cries and the pool of precum accumulating on his stomach that Colby was hitting his prostate.
Harper began to moan loader and I could see every muscle in his athletic body tighten. He pulled Colby into him, sharing a passionate kiss with him as a hands free orgasm pulsed through my son's cock. After the last bit of cum oozed out, Colby pulled away from my son's lips, and leaned down to Harper's stomach and begins scoop his cum in his hand the massive mess my son had made. I almost lost it watching as he feeds my son's jucies back into my son's mouth. “Lick my fingers clean bitch and enjoy the taste of your cum."
"God, fuck, that was amazing, come on, your turn, I want you to cum now, please cum inside me."
"As you wish." Colby replies with an evil smirk. He returns to fucking, slower this time. Long, deep strokes, clearly trying to build up his pleasure. He looks back over to me and I see his eyes drift down my body to my cock. My hand is now stroking it so fast it's become a blur. He bites his lips and his eyes return to mine. I can tell by his face he's about to cum, his thrust become quickened, more frantic, until we finally both cum, together. I shoot 8 ropes of thick white cum against my sons door, using all of my will power not to cry out in ecstasy. Colby shoves his black body against my son's firm ass, shuttering as he unloads what I can only imagine is a big load. He stands, not moving as he tries to regain composure. After about a minute he pulls out and looks down at my sons ass.
"God, your ass looks so hot with my cum dripping out of it." he states to Harper.
"Yea, but it's gonna make a mess all over the sheets." Harper replied more as an observation than a complaint.
"Well, I know how to fix that." With that Colby hands scoop up the cum dripping from between Harper's ass cheeks and brings it back up to Harper mouth.
"OH FUCKING DAMN that's it clean my cum from fingers bitch and get every DAM DROP!"
I stand there watching as this beautiful black man feeds his own seed out of my son's well fucked ass back to him. I feel blood start returning to my dick. I haven't been able to recover this quick since I was their age.
"God, you are an incredible fuck bitch." Colby says.
"Thanks you're not to bad yourself. Now come on let's get some sleep. I'm gonna need to be plenty rested if I'm gonna be able to give my dad a believable explanation for all this noise we made when he askes tomorrow."
"I wouldn't worry about it too much, something tells me it's not gonna come up." With that Colby gave me a wink and pulled my sons body into his, and closed his eyes.
Knowing the peep show is now over, I tip toed quietly back to my own bedroom, closing my door and laying down. I know sleep will not being coming easy. I stared up at the ceiling for what seems like hours, replaying the events that I just watched unfold, my dick still rock hard, pointing up at my belly button. I consider masturbating again, but I'm not sure if my aging body can handle another orgasm so soon after the unearthly magnitude of my previous one.
However my thoughts are soon interrupted by the sound of my door being opened and closed. I tilted my head to see Colby standing, still naked and hard with the same evil grin he gave Harper.
"You watched your son get fucked with my black cock, now it's your turn Mr. Chase."
Sexually and romantically I've been alone for years. Ever since the casual girlfriend I knocked up left our son on my front step and ran off 19 years ago. Between raising Harper, my son, and work, I never found much time for dating. I barely could find time to masturbate. I wouldn't trade it for anything though. I'm close to my son and have a great relationship to him, father and friend, and thanks to all the hard work I've put in at the office, I was able to send him to the college of his choosing.
I've been lonely for almost two decades, but I'd never been alone, that is until 5 months ago when Harper left for college. While he was only a couple miles away attending state university, he was still no longer a part of my daily life. I missed him like crazy. I never realized that I depended on him as much as he did me. I had been out of the dating world for too long to know how to get back into in, had always been too busy for friends, and now my only companion was off living his own life.
However, this day was better. It was winter break from college, and Harper was back home. Here for an entire month. He brought a college friend, Colby to stay with us. At first I was a little bummed out that my quality time with Harper was going to be interrupted, but Colby seemed like a nice guy but my son failed to let me know Colby was black not that it's a problem, and when you're as lonely as I have been, any company is good company. They arrived in the late afternoon, and we went out to dinner at a local pizza place and we got to catch up. Harper and Colby were team mates on the college soccer team. Harper had joined solely for his love of the sport, while Colby was at the college on scholarship; athletic scholarship was the only way he could afford college. From what I gathered, Colby's parents abandoned him when he was a young c***d and he spent his life bouncing from foster home to foster home until he aged out of the system 8 months ago. Though a sad way to grow up, he does appear stronger for it. He is very confident and in control. He needs no one to take care of him, because he can take care of himself.
Now, I have never been with a man or ever really thought about it, but I've also never been one of those guys who were too insecure in their own sexuality to notice when another man is attractive, and Colby was a fine looking black man. He was around 6'3, taller than both me and my son who both capped out at 5'8. His hair was short and styled perfectly with that just out of bed look. Though clothed I could see his huge muscles bulging out in all the right places and tight jeans made his ass look small not that I'm gay. He was overly muscular, but was in extremely good shape. Looking at him made the word Black Adonis come to my mind. He was absolutely beautiful.
This was a fact that didn't appear to be lost on my son. Though, I had sometimes suspected my son might be gay, it was never something we had directly discussed. I never tried to push the issues, fearing outing him before he had come to terms with it, but I always tried to make sure he knew that I was supportive of the LGBT community, so that when he was ready he'd feel safe to tell me.
There was something in the way they looked at each other. I wouldn't call it love, but rather lust. They seemed hungry for each other, rather than affectionate. I assumed they were probably just friends who helped each other out score with the ladies. I knew if they where gay they probably have sex in my house, just down the hall from my room. That thought excited me.
Now as I'm laying here, lonely and naked in my bed I'm beginning to believe my suspicions may be true. I begin to hear noises coming from down the hall. They start out subtle. I heard what I believed to be the smacking sounds of a passionate kiss, followed not to long after by what sounded like slight gagging and the occasional moans. At first I thought my horniness was just getting the best of me, but as the sound of my son's bed slowly creaking filled the silent house I knew it was true. Just down the hall from me, my son was getting fucked by possibly the most handsome man I had ever seen. I look down to see my dick start to rise. My arousal worries me. Why I am turned on my the noise of my son having sex?
The gentle rhyme of the bed's movements and slight whimpers escaping from my son are hypnotic. I find myself drawn to them. I get out of bed and slowly walk down the hall towards Harper's room. I feel in a trance, like I'm out of my body, watching myself.
I find the his bedroom door partially opened, and I peek in, and look upon a sight that almost makes me cum before I am even fully hard. My son's body is bent over the bed, his face buried in a pillow in an attempt to mute his cries of pleasure. I see his left hand clutching the bed sheets and his right hand strokes his throbbing dick. He seems to be about average length and thickness, but he is not really what my focus is on. Behind him, plowing into my boy's ass like an a****l in heat is Colby. Sweat is dripping down his fit black body, I can't see his cock, but I can just tell he must be big.
My dick has finally fully risen and is as hard as I ever remember it being. I reach down and begin to stroke my 7 inches slowly as I watch my son take this rough fuck. My eyes are glued to their bodies, how they move together. It's then I realize, I'm not turned on because my son is getting fucked, I'm turned on wishing I was getting fucked in place of my son. Harper was in so much pleasure, his entire body was trembling from the fucking he was receiving. His head turned toward me. He had his eyes closed tight as his teeth bit into the pillow. He was smiling, he was loving every second of this. I looked back at Colby and my eyes meet his eyes. He was watching me watching him. I thought about running, but the look in his eyes and the smile on his lips told me to stay. I just stood there, stroking my hard dick in unison to his thrusts, lost in sight and overwhelming smell of sweat and musk that was filling the room.
He winked at me, then grabbed Harper by the waist and picked him up, flipping him onto his back. He leaned down and the two of them kissed, I could see my son sucking his lover's tongue into his mouth, kissing him like his life depended on it. I could see Colby's black cock now. It was huge, at least nine inches, thick and uncut. I could see the veins sticking out of it, and the lube caused it to shine in the moonlight that was in through the window. He wasn't wearing a condom. He was fucking my son bare.
"Ready for more of my black cock bitch?" Colby asked huskily.
"shush, what if my dad hears?" Harper replied in a hushed tone.
"Then let him hear, I don't care. Let him hear me fucking his sons ass, he may even like it."
Harper scoffed, "You are such a dirty boy."
"Never heard you complain before, now tell me what you want, don't whisper it, say it out loud, and I'll give it to you"
"God, I want your big black cock. I want you to fuck me hard, I just want you to grab hold of me and use me until you cum deep inside of me. I'm yours to do whatever you want."
"Fuck yea baby, that's hot. I want that too." With that Colby rammed his black dick back into my son, filling his hole in one thrust. My son gasped with pleasure and the fucking resumed.
There was no more concern between either of them of being noisy or waking me, their horniness had taken over. Harper couldn't control his screams any longer. Chanting "Oh yes Colby, fuck me, fuck me hard." While Colby had regressed from words, and was becoming primal, grunting and groaning like a caveman as he fucked into my son, hard. From this new position, I could see it, his fat black cock sliding in and out of my sons ass lips. I could tell by my sons cries and the pool of precum accumulating on his stomach that Colby was hitting his prostate.
Harper began to moan loader and I could see every muscle in his athletic body tighten. He pulled Colby into him, sharing a passionate kiss with him as a hands free orgasm pulsed through my son's cock. After the last bit of cum oozed out, Colby pulled away from my son's lips, and leaned down to Harper's stomach and begins scoop his cum in his hand the massive mess my son had made. I almost lost it watching as he feeds my son's jucies back into my son's mouth. “Lick my fingers clean bitch and enjoy the taste of your cum."
"God, fuck, that was amazing, come on, your turn, I want you to cum now, please cum inside me."
"As you wish." Colby replies with an evil smirk. He returns to fucking, slower this time. Long, deep strokes, clearly trying to build up his pleasure. He looks back over to me and I see his eyes drift down my body to my cock. My hand is now stroking it so fast it's become a blur. He bites his lips and his eyes return to mine. I can tell by his face he's about to cum, his thrust become quickened, more frantic, until we finally both cum, together. I shoot 8 ropes of thick white cum against my sons door, using all of my will power not to cry out in ecstasy. Colby shoves his black body against my son's firm ass, shuttering as he unloads what I can only imagine is a big load. He stands, not moving as he tries to regain composure. After about a minute he pulls out and looks down at my sons ass.
"God, your ass looks so hot with my cum dripping out of it." he states to Harper.
"Yea, but it's gonna make a mess all over the sheets." Harper replied more as an observation than a complaint.
"Well, I know how to fix that." With that Colby hands scoop up the cum dripping from between Harper's ass cheeks and brings it back up to Harper mouth.
"OH FUCKING DAMN that's it clean my cum from fingers bitch and get every DAM DROP!"
I stand there watching as this beautiful black man feeds his own seed out of my son's well fucked ass back to him. I feel blood start returning to my dick. I haven't been able to recover this quick since I was their age.
"God, you are an incredible fuck bitch." Colby says.
"Thanks you're not to bad yourself. Now come on let's get some sleep. I'm gonna need to be plenty rested if I'm gonna be able to give my dad a believable explanation for all this noise we made when he askes tomorrow."
"I wouldn't worry about it too much, something tells me it's not gonna come up." With that Colby gave me a wink and pulled my sons body into his, and closed his eyes.
Knowing the peep show is now over, I tip toed quietly back to my own bedroom, closing my door and laying down. I know sleep will not being coming easy. I stared up at the ceiling for what seems like hours, replaying the events that I just watched unfold, my dick still rock hard, pointing up at my belly button. I consider masturbating again, but I'm not sure if my aging body can handle another orgasm so soon after the unearthly magnitude of my previous one.
However my thoughts are soon interrupted by the sound of my door being opened and closed. I tilted my head to see Colby standing, still naked and hard with the same evil grin he gave Harper.
"You watched your son get fucked with my black cock, now it's your turn Mr. Chase."
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