Fathers and Sons Suck at the Hunting Camp
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“Pick up! Damn it.”
Hank waited impatiently while the line rang. He was anxious, really needed this call to go well so he could relax. He continued his pacing back and forth across the long hallway willing his daughter to pick up.
“Hey, dad,” Sophie finally answered.
“Sophie, baby girl, Eli told me you could help me out.”
“Really? What does my brother think I can help you with?”
“He said you could book me the finest piece of ass in town.”
Sophie laughed. “Dad, I can book you the finest piece of ass. But, I don’t think you’ll agree with me when you see who it is.”
“I don’t care if she’s ugly, fat, skinny. I don’t care. As long as it isn’t you, I need that ass. Your mom has locked up shop and thrown away the key. I just need to get off.”
“Okay, so, when? This Friday night?”
“And Saturday, for after the wedding.”
“We can do Friday,” Sophie replied. “Saturday is going to be somewhat of an issue. But I’ll explain all that when I see you this weekend. If you still need an explanation, that is.”
“Sweet. It’s set. So, Eli told me to just bring the money and hand it off when we meet.”
“That’s right.” Sophie paused, chuckling to herself. “I hope this is what you're looking for, Dad.”
“See you Friday when we get in. I’ll text you the room number.”
Sophie hung up. She couldn’t believe she was about to do this, not for her dad. Her brother had been one thing. That’s how she found out about the job in the first place. But her dad?
She picked up her phone and dialed Wade. The call went directly to voicemail. “He must be with a client,” she thought. Without leaving a message, she hung up.
---
Later that evening, Wade walked in. Sophie was still cooking dinner.
“Hi, babe. Whatcha cooking?” he asked.
“Just finishing up this chicken. How was your day?”
“The day was good. I had that rookie booked at 3:00 God, was it nice to not have anyone after that. I’m still pretty sore.”
They ate chatted while eating dinner. Sophie avoided the one topic she really wanted to discuss until they were just about to clear the plates.
“Hon, I got a call today asking for a booking on Friday.”
“Oh? What did you tell him?”
“It was my dad.” Silence. And then Wade laughed.
“Your dad? No way. I mean… Did you ever suspect?”
“He asked for a booking. Said my brother suggested it. Said he didn’t care what she looked like. Said as long as it isn’t me, he’ll be happy. Said he needed a good piece of ass. Said…” She laughed, almost cried. “I mean, you are the best piece of ass in this town. And, if my dad wants to put his cock up your ass, I think that’s even hotter than when Brad did it.”
“I love you, honey,” Wade said.
“Get over here, cumbreath.”
Wade grabbed Sophie roughly, pulling her up. He spun her around, yanked her jeans down, and pressed his tongue into her moist folds. His nose inhaled her pungent aroma as he lapped at her tangy womanhood.
“Fuck me already!” she screamed.
The two fucked over the dining room table, in the kitchen, on the living room sofa, in the shower, in bed. They fucked until they were exhausted. No, the dishes were not getting done that night. No, not even a little bit.
---
Friday. The day before the wedding. The day all the last-minute guests arrived. The night of the rehearsal dinner and all that. The last day before Hank’s daughter, Sophie, would give up her bachelorette life to marry Wade… Friday was also the day Hank would fuck his first piece of ass in almost two years.
Hank pulled up to the hotel, tired from the drive but looking forward to finally getting his rocks off. Three hours of driving winding mountain roads had been exhausting for Virginia, his wife. Each turn had her gasping for breath, sighing, groaning: all the sounds Hank wish he could hear from her in the bedroom. Instead, she was an ice cube, a corpse, a bane to his existence. At least, she was that way in bed. Other than the lack of coital bliss, the couple enjoyed a wonderful relationship.
Virginia loved to travel, the one exception being those same narrow, winding, mountain roads with only a two-foot guard rail and the driver’s skill preventing a two thousand footfall. She and Hank had travelled the country, throughout Europe, a couple trips to Asia, and one to Hawaii. They were well off, extremely well off. But no matter the treatment, Virginia could not get over those snaky, high-elevation roads.
Hank turned off the car headed to check-in while Virginia took her time getting out of the car. She checked the mirror, fixing her hair, freshening up her makeup, and spritzing a light mist of perfume. All that, and she was still catching her breath from the last bit of mountain roads over a half-hour ago. She exited the car a full five minutes after Hank. She entered the lobby, looking for her husband. There he was, talking quietly with the clerk at the front desk.
“…but I’ll come talk to you about that later,” Hank finished saying. “Our room is ready?”
The clerk handed Hank a card. “Here is your room key,” he said. “Everything is set. Hope you enjoy your stay and thank you for choosing us!”
“Here you go, hon,” Hank said as he turned to Virginia. “Room 413. I’ll park the car and be up with our luggage in a jiff. Maybe run a bath?” He pecked her on the cheek.
Virginia noticed he was flush with some kind of excitement. Maybe the hotel had some girls on the payroll? Whatever. Ever since she started taking Valium for her anxiety she lost interest in sex altogether. Let the man have his fun where he may. She suspected he’d been seeing someone else for months now, but she didn’t bother caring. The bath, on the other hand, sounded amazing.
She found her way up to the room. It was nice and spacious, and the bed looked rather inviting. But, what she really wanted was a bath, so she started the water. She added some of the bubbles she found by the sink, stripped, and got in. Mmm, the water was just perfectly too hot.
“Just what I’ve been waiting for,” she thought.
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Hank parked the car. He was just so excited, so anxious to get off, he had to call Sophie.
“Hey, dad! Where are you?” she answered.
“Soph, baby girl. Ok, so we just checked into the hotel. I just wanted to double-check that everything is set up for tonight.”
“Yup. All ready.” She paused. “There’s a surprise waiting for you in room 527 right now. But leave the lights off when you get there. Just tell the front desk you’re here to see the Cabots. They’ll help you out. Is mom okay after that drive?”
“Thank you, hon. Mom is okay. She’s probably asleep in the bath right now. So, I’ll bring up the luggage and check on her first. If she’s good, I’ll go take that advice right now.”
“Go get your rocks off, dad,” Sophie chuckled into the phone. “And call me when you get to the Cabots’ door.”
Hank ended the call, his excitement apparent to anyone looking at his crotch area. He grabbed the suitcases and headed back to the front desk. The clerk looked at him skeptically.
“Sir, about that other room. You’re here to see…” he prodded.
“Oh, the Cabots.”
“Ah, the Cabots. Yes. As I suspected. Here is the extra key they set aside for you. You’ll find them in room 527. Thank you again, sir.”
Hank rushed to the elevator, waited impatiently for the doors to open. He forced himself to get out on the fourth floor to check on Virginia and at least drop off the bags before… Well, before his first sex in years.
Virginia was napping peacefully in the warm tub. He quietly left the luggage by the bed and eased the door closed.
---
Virginia finally heard the door to the room open. Hank was being extra careful to be quiet, so she just pretended to doze. She heard the bathroom door squeak as Hank checked on her, then the room door open and close. She was alone.
“I wonder what took him so long? Eh. Whatever. He deserves it.”
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Hank was so eager, no one would have difficulty seeing his raging hard-on. He took the stairs this time, just the one flight. The door opened, good: no one in the hallway. He followed the numbers on the doors. 521, 523, 525, then, finally, he found room 527. He fished out his phone.
“You’re there?” Sophie asked, picking up almost immediately. She sounded giddy, like a kid at Christmas.
“Yeah, I’m here. I have the key. So, what, just walk in and wham, bam, thank you ma’am?”
“Something like that. Just keep your mind open. You’ll really enjoy what you’re paying for.”
He hung up and walked in. The room was utterly dark. He could see nothing except what the light from the hallway showed. He closed the door and made his way to the bed. He felt a hand at his crotch, his zipper being lowered, his cock springing to attention.
Wait, was that scruff he felt? A mouth enveloped his erection, swallowed him whole, with ease. And yes, that was definitely facial hair tickling his shaven crotch.
“Oh, fuck you, Sophie,” he said out loud. He didn’t care. The man sucking his cock was very well versed in what it took to please a man. Hank rested his hands on the other man’s head. Then, he lost control of his functions, grabbing the man’s hair, forcing his cock deeper.
The only reaction Hank felt from the other man were the two hands kneading his buttocks. He felt the urge deep in his groin, the fire began now boiling over with need, desire, lust. He pulled back leaving just his head in the other man’s mouth. Thrust! Hank’s balls whiplashed as he forced his full length into the other man’s throat. He felt the pulsing member drive seed through his cock into the man’s mouth. Hank couldn’t remember ever having such a staggering amount of cum leave his body in one orgasm. The breathtaking climax, such as none he’d ever experienced before, subsided. Yet, the man continued his sucking.
“Give me a moment if you want more,” Hank told him after catching his balance and his breath.
“Is it just my mouth you want? Or would you like something else?” The voice sounded familiar, yet Hank couldn’t place it.
“What else would you be offering?”
Without saying a word, the man led Hank to lie down on the bed. Hank could feel the familiar tingle in his flaccid cock as the blood rushed in. Within seconds, he was ready for round two. He felt his male lover stroking his rejuvenated.
When he felt the man straddle his hips, he knew where his cock would be exploring next. The man bent down and whispered in his ear.
“Your daughter is jilling off right now as she thinks about her daddy’s big, hard, cock stuffing her fiance’s wanton ass.”
And Hank gasped as his cock did indeed stuff the tight, pliant butthole. His lust redoubled, intensified beyond anything he’d ever imagined possible. Hank felt Wade press down onto his cock and Hank matched it with an upward thrust of his own. He heard the smack as their bodies joined together. They pulled apart from each other, then thrust together once more. Wade was literally riding Hank. The younger man’s cock slapped against first his own then his lover’s taut abs and back again with each motion.
“Cum in me, old man,” Wade finally spoke aloud. He was breathing heavy yet his voice was laden with lust every bit as potent as Hank’s. “Fill me with the seed that made your daughter. Fill me like you filled her mother.”
They slammed together again. The older man finally found his senses and lifted the younger man off. He threw his lover onto his back on the bed and mounted him. Hank pushed Wade’s legs up into his chest exposing the raw, shameless asshole.
“That’s right, Hank. Fuck the man who’s about to marry your daughter. Teach him how Dunn women like to be fucked.”
“Shut up, boy. I’ll fuck you just how I want. And you’re going to like it whether you want to or not.” Hank slapped Wade’s ass hard. Wade’s lusty moan only fueled Hank’s desire. He thrust hard into the young man, felt his erection strain the stretched skin of his member. He pushed, thrust, plunged into his soon-to-be son-in-law. His breathing became ragged, as did Wade’s. Their efforts did not take long to come to fruition. Hank drove his cock deep once more, one final stab, and released his second load into the young man.
He struggled to remain conscious as the blood rushed painfully back throughout his body. The sensations overly stimulating, he nearly collapsed next to Wade. The realization that he’d just fucked a man, just fucked his daughter’s man, hit like him like a Mack truck.
“Just breathe,” he heard Wade cooing in his ear. “Relax. It’s okay. I know what it’s like. Just breath.”
They lay together for a few minutes while Hank regained his senses.
“Holy… What the FUCK, Wade?”
“Intense, I know.”
“But seriously, how is Sophie okay with this?”
“Well, Hank, it’s kind of how we met. I mean, she walked in on me servicing… Well, never mind that part…”
“I know, Eli. My son has always been on both sides of the fence. I know. I heard from him that Sophie could help me out. But she really is okay with this? I mean, what does she do for…”
“Weird as it may seem, Hank, I’m not gay. Bi maybe, but it doesn’t really matter.” Wade paused, waiting for Hank to speak. When he didn’t, Wade continued. “I’ve been doing this since I got out of college. My ex talked me into trying it, then she helped me start the business. Sophie hired me after catching me with… Well, never mind that.”
“With Eli.” Hank felt embarrassed. Not only had he shared a lover with his son, but also now with his daughter. He felt embarrassed and confused. “I’ve never…” He didn’t know how to continue.
“It’s okay, Hank,” Wade comforted him. “We don’t have to do this again. I’ll be busy tomorrow night anyway.”
“Great, now I’m picturing you fucking my daughter.”
“I can show you how I'll be giving it to her, if you’re interested,” Wade offered. “But I don’t think you’re up for that yet. If ever.”
“You mean…” Hank began but couldn’t finish.
“Honestly, I was kidding. And I’m definitely more of a bottom usually. But, if that’s what you want, I’m here to help.”
“Well, see.” The way Hank said it, Wade was sure he meant, “Yeah, right.”
Wade got up and helped his father-in-law up. They embraced with surprising comfort. His eyes now accustomed to the dark, Hank admired the round buttocks leading him to the shower. The lights in the bathroom blinded both for a moment before they were able to start the water. Hank felt amazement at the ease with which he caressed the younger man’s naked body, stroked his erection, nuzzled into his chest. He was shocked at how welcome Wade’s contact was, how much he relished the physical and sexual turn their relationship had taken.
Wade lathered Hank up and paid extra special attention to Hank’s soiled penis. Hank chuckled, then spoke his thoughts aloud.
“I wouldn’t want your mother-in-law to find out I’ve been shagging a dude on the side. Much less, her little princess’s husband.”
“It could be anyone’s ass,” Wade suggested.
“True. Wouldn’t want her finding out I’ve been shagging anyone.”
They shared a laugh as they finished rinsing off.
“It isn’t going to feel weird now?” Hank asked as he fished the cash out of his wallet.
“It won’t feel weird for me. And it shouldn’t for you,” Wade replied. “No strings attached. Never has to happen again.”
They hugged and got dressed. Hank almost turned to ask something before opening the door, but forgot almost as soon as the question formed in his mind. Instead, he smiled and said, “See you later.”
---
Hank’s trek back to the floor below was a delight. He felt lighter, energized, alive in a way he’d forgotten he could. He rushed to his room door, almost passing it by in his reverie. The light was still on in the bathroom, Virginia still dozing. He quickly unpacked their belongings making sure to set Virginia’s things up the way she liked. He paid special attention to hang her clothes just so. He heard movement in the bathroom. The water was draining from the tub.
“Honey, are you out there?” Virginia called.
“Yeah, I’m here. Need something?”
“Just come join me in the shower.”
She had already started the shower by the time Hank had disrobed and joined her. Hank smiled as he looked at her naked body. He remembered the times they’d shared messing up the bedsheets, all the things she used to enjoy doing with him.
“I love you, Hank,” she said as he stepped into the shower.
“Virginia, I love you too,” he replied. Hank was unsure how the evening would unfold, but he knew he wouldn’t be faking his love for his beautiful wife. He embraced Virginia and kissed her on the back of the neck.
“I’m sorry I can’t do that for you anymore,” she whispered.
“It’s okay.”
“I want you to be happy.”
“I am.”
“You know, I’ve been thinking. I’ve come to the conclusion that you need someone else in your life, someone that can be physical with you. Hush,” she stopped Hank’s interruption. “I want you to be happy and I know I can’t give you what you want in bed. It’s okay. Just like staying all those long hours at the office was a terrible cover-up for your affair with Britta: yes, I knew all about that. And, just like when you went out after bringing in the luggage… I know where you went, Hank. I know, and I’m okay with it. I love you.”
“I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be. Just don’t stop loving me,” she commanded. “Was she any good in bed?”
“You wouldn’t believe me if I told you,” Hank started.
“It’s okay. You don’t have to talk about it, but I figured it’d make you feel better to share the details.”
“I think you’d feel differently if I told you.”
“Fine. Tell me. Everything.”
And he did. “I didn’t sleep with another woman,” he began. “It was Wade, Sophie’s Wade. I was so overcome with lust, with need, that I couldn’t help myself.”
“Oh, Hank! I never knew. You can…”
“Stop, Virginia,” Hank interjected. “It’s the first time, probably the last. I’m not sure if I want to do it again. But just listen.”
When Hank finished his telling, Virginia showed him a look he hadn’t seen in years, at least two years.
“You dirty, nasty boys! I taught Sophie well, didn’t I? I’d love to join you guys next time. I haven’t felt this horny since… Well, since I don’t know when! Take me to the bed, you rutting stallion, and fuck me. Fuck me, hard!”
“Are you sure? You aren’t upset? I’m not sure I can even…”
“Oh, yes you can! I can already see you’re rearing to go. Then we can call Sophie and talk all about it.”
---
“So, how was he in bed?”
“Sophie, he’s your father! Do you really want to know? If so, go find out for yourself. He really had no reservations about fucking me, so he may renege on his statement about fucking his own daughter…”
They laughed together.
“No, Wade, I’m just kidding. But he did have a good time, right? I mean, the way he sounded on the phone was,” she chuckled, shaking her head, “desperate, I guess.”
“He was perfectly satisfied, though, maybe not completely satiated.”
“Come fuck me with daddy’s cum still on your breath and let me help satiate you completely…”
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