The Apple doesn't fall far from the tree:

David and I met during our second year of college and have been together for 12 years. The summer before our senior year David's parents went through a nasty divorce which had a major impact on him. David didn't start his Fall Senior Semester as he needed time to deal with their divorce which had him in the middle. By January the divorce was final, he adjusted, and was back completing his classes that August.

We live in the town I grew up and the town where we attended college. David's dad, Mr. M. still lives 75 miles east of us but his mom, and her new husband, live another half hour east. His mom is a difficult person who has never really accepted David and especially our relationship. There are times we visit his dad and he never goes to see his mom. However, last Spring David's cousin was getting married - a big wedding. So, after work on Friday we drove to Mr. M's. to spend the weekend and be there for the wedding. Saturday morning we helped Mr. M. fell a dead pine tree on the back side of the property. That evening we drove his dad, and his dad's parents, to the 5pm wedding and onto the sit down dinner reception. It was a beautiful wedding, outstanding reception with an open bar. I was the designated driver so I had one drink. David and his grandparents had two but his father was drunk. We took the grandparents home making sure they were in and safe before we drove Mr. M., who as passed out in the SUV, home.

Mr. M. was barely walking so we took him to his bed room. I was steading him (chest to chest) while David pulled back the comforter and removed his coat. We took of his tie, white shirt and set him on the side of the bed. I held him up while David removes his shoes and socks and we twisted him up, with his head on his pillow. That is when we debated removing his suit pants. I reached over and undid the belt and unzipped his pants. David and I each grabbed the bottoms of his pants and on the count of three jerked them off. Not only did they come off, but so did his boxers. Pictures of Mr. M in his 20's make you think its David - there is a very strong resemblance; tall, black wavy hair, strong square jaws and both very good looking.

I was frozen for a second looking down at this handsome man in nothing but a white, v neck, tee shirt with a banana thick 4 inch dick resting on his right leg. Without thinking I said, "Damn, David. Your dad is a fucking stud. Look at his dick. It's like yours when your half hard." David said, "shut up." I said, "baby, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree." David threw the comforter over his dad and turned to walk out. I pulled it back and said, "I want one more look at what spewed you out. Damn that is one nice cock! Come on David, lets just touch it one time and see if it gets hard. Your dad is passed out drunk, he will never know."

We grabbed a beer and went to change clothes. Sitting on the back deck smoking I told him, "your dad is one hot stud puppy, David. I've never thought of him sexually until I saw his dick. I'd give my left nut just to see that thing hard." David said. "your drunk and my dad does not quality for one of your three ways." We went to bed and I fucked him really hard. The next morning I was ashamed so I apologized to David for my actions and comments. The three of us had breakfast and went out to work on removing the tree debris.

Around 10am David took a shower to go visit his mom, who knew he was at the wedding. I stayed back to help Mr. M. finished the clean up. We went in shortly after David left showered and were in the kitchen deciding what to do for lunch when Mr. M said, "I heard what you said last night. I was drunk, but not so drunk your taking of my clothes didn't wake me." I was attempting to apologize when Mr. M. interrupted saying, "so, do you think my dick and David's are the same size soft?" I said, "if you were soft last night, yours is bigger?" He was standing on the other side of the island when he grinned and asked, "and you and David have 3 ways?" I said, "yes". He said, "what would you have done had David not been there?" I said, "probably gone down on it to see how big it got." I was looking him in the eyes when I heard his zipper and realized he was taking out his cock and walking around the island. With his hard dick in his right hand he held up his left hand pointing to me and said, "never tell David."