John Barton was not in the mood for company. His son Adam had nearly ruined his livelyhood by fucking the bosse's wife, his wife Moira was playing hot and cold with him and he hadn't so much as a blowjob for weeks, his daughter Hollie was a moody bitch who was probably out scaring toddlers or something and his other daughter Hannah was the complete opposite- yet he couldnt work out whether this was good or bad thing. So here he was, sat on on his own on a friday night. His wife was at work and he had the place to himself. He was sat in front of the television watching some shit documentry about serial killers with a can of beer in his hand. Most men would think this was heaven, but he hated having nothing to do. He would much prefer to be at the pub watching his gorgeous wife pour pints of beer, her bosom heaving slightly in tight top. What was Moira's problem? There was a time when they couldn't keep thier hands of each other. At it like rabbits night and day. And even when the kids were born, they were still shagging constantly. But for the past couple of months, John was lucky to even get a kiss, let alone a good seeing too. And it was affecting him, mentally and physically. He wasn't used to going to work with a fully loaded cock. Time was he'd have a passionate quickly with Moira before showering and going to work. And now the only sexual gratification he got was with his right hand during said showers. That wasn't the same though. It wasn't the same as a nice, cold hand or a tight pussy. And it'd got so desperate that he was contemplating cheating. It wouldn't be hard for a goodlooking DILF like him to pull some random totty at a nightclub, but he wasn't into cheating. He always believed in staying faithful and there was no way that he'd cheat on Moira. Mainly because she'd probably chop his cock off and feed it to the pigs if she found out. No, John Barton was certainly not in the mood for company which is why when the door bell rang at precisely 10.00pm that night, he was ready to grab a baseball bat and smash the fucked over the head. But that wouldn't work, he'd only end up dead. Or worse, in prison.
Of all the people he expected to be at the door, Aaron Livesey was not one of them. Well, he and Adam were best friends but Aaron rarely visited these days, always caught in his own dramas and such.
"Hey, John" Adam smiled and John repaid the smile, albiet begrudgingly. "Is Adam about? I was meant to meet him here?"
John sighed. "No, Adam has gone into town with Hollie, probably for the night Sorry dude". John took a sip of hid cold, fantastic beer and looked at Aaron who's smile had now turned to a frown.
"Oh, well I'm sorry for disturbing you John" Aaron spoke and he turned around to leave the house again. John, however, stopped him.
"No worries. Now your here you might aswell join me for a beer" John spoke and at that moment he realised how desperate he had become for company that he was asking his bloody son's friends to join him for a beer. He must have looked like a right fucking pillock.
"I have work tomorrow" Aaron spoke, but then he realised that he was gasping for some beer and decided that one wouldn't hurt. "So I'll just have the one" he smiled and John walked off the fridge to grab Aaron a beer. Aaron closed the door behind him and sat on the sofa.
Aaron had been in this house many of times before. I mean, Adam was his best friend. But he'd never been in the house alone with just John. He'd always respected John- he was a fantastic father and by all accounts a devoted husband. And he wasn't going to lie- John was hot. He was hot for a man who must have been over 40. He was always wearing t-shirts that showed off his insanely hairy chest and he'd be lying if he said he didn't notice that Adam was a younger version of his father. They were both gorgeous.
"Here ya go Aaron" John spoke as he gave Aaron the cold Fosters beer and Aaron opened it immediately. John sat on the sofa next to Adam and turned the TV down slightly. "So how have you been? Aaron tell's me that you and Jackson are still together?"
Aaron nearly choked on the beer at that comment. Of course, Jackson! He'd been so busy having fantastic sex with Carl that he had nearly forgotten he had a boyfriend. Never mind, he'd call him tomorrow. Or maybe not. Depends if he could be arsed. "Yeah, we're tight. He's a good man"
"Glad you hear it" John smiled and took another sip of his beer. The conversation stifled at that, neither knew what to talk about.
"So, er, John, how's life? I've not seen Hollie for ages.. Is she any better?" Aaron asked and John laughed.
"If you mean, is she still clean? Then yes, Hollie hasn't taken drugs for months". He realised how cold that sounded and quickly added "But thanks for asking, I'll let her know you asked after her"..
Both stopped speaking and took a brief look at the telly. Aaron wished he hadn't though. It was now past 10.00pm which meant that the rudey channels were on. And John had somehow sat on the remote and put it on a porn channel. A big pair of, obviously fake tits, were staring at Aaron in the face. He looked at John, who looked at him, and they both laughed.
"Oh your face Aaron!" John laughed as he picked up the remote and went to change the channel. "Oh bugger, the batteries have run out.."
"Sorry, Obviously I'm not used to seeing tits. Espically tits like that!" Aaron laughed "And don't worry about it, I'll just sit here and not look at the titties".
Soon it wasn't just tits on show. Soon, a full on sexathon was happening on the screen. Both tried to look away from the telly but both were somewhat fasnicated by what they saw. Aaron had watched straight porn before, albiet very briefly and he was kinda shocked at how horny it made him. Maybe it was the fact that the buff guy who was shagging the big breasted blonde was hung like a donkey, or maybe it was just the fact it was sex.
And then he looked at John. Well, not at John but at the tracksuit bottoms he was wearing. And oh, yes, Pa Barton was sporting a massive erection that he was trying to cover up with a cushion.
"Oh Jesus, Aaron I'm sorry.. It's been so long since I had sex.. And oh fuck, why am I telling you that?" John turned bright red and Aaron just smiled at the Barton father.
"Don't worry about it John, we're all human and get the urges.. " then an idea came to him. A fucked up idea it was, but still, it was worth a try.
"How long?" Aaron asked "Since you last had sex?" and he realised that was an insanely personal question that John had every right to punch him in the face for being a nosey faggot. But he didn't expect an answer.
"5 weeks" John laughed "5 weeks since my dick last got some action"
Aaron laughed. "Jesus, John, I'm sorry"
John just smiled at his son's best friend.
And then Aaron said the words that would probably get him a punch in the mouth. "Do you want a hand with that?"
John had his eyes closed as Aaron dropped to his knees. John let out a sigh as Aaron pulled down his gray trackie bottoms. John's dick bounced out and Aaron was shocked at the size. It must of run in the family. Massive dicks, that is. He'd seen Adam naked once or twice when they'd get ready for a night out and Adam had a big wonga aswell. John still had his eyes closed, but let out a sigh of contentment as Aaron's cold, rough hand wrapped around the 10 inch penis and slowly began to jerk the monster off.
"This is so wrong" John groaned as the hand was replaced slowly by a wet, cool mouth Aaron's wet, cool mouth. "But damn, so fucking right".
John continued to groan as Aaron begun to suck his dick expertly. He'd forgotten just how good a blowjob was. Moira hated giving them and only did them occasinally when she wanted to reward John. But Aaron was obviously enjoying givein John said blowjob which was even more of a turnon.
Aaron was loving this. He loved having John's massive dick in his throat, and the took the dick further down his throat- nearly gagging in the process. But it was worth it- this was a seriously delicious cock.
"I'm not going to last much longer.. " John breathed as the 5 weeks sexless spell was about to explode. Aaron didn't care though and decided to help John out. He carefully placed a finger inside John's bottom which left John a quivering wreck. The man was soon exploding into Aaron's waiting and willing mouth. "Fuck, shit" John groaned as he blew a 2nd load of cum down the teenager's throat, which Aaron swallowed whole. Aaron seized the sucking on John's cock but replaced his mouth with his hand, and he furiously began wanking John until he shot a massive 3rd load of cum all over Aaron's face.
John lay back on the sofa, spent. His still erect cock lay on his t-shirt wearing chest wet and sticky as Aaron stood up and sat on the sofa next to him.
"Your a good lad Aaron" John spoke, his voice still quivering from the fantastic orgasm he had just minutes ago "Fucking good lad".
"It was my pleasure Pa Barton" Aaron teased
"Less of the Pa, it makes me sound old!" John laughed, he took hold of his dick which was still erect. "And, Aaron?"
"Uh huh" Aaron asked
"Please, please, please can I fuck you?"
Aaron grinned. "Oh, Pa Barton, I was thinking you was never gonna ask!"
John had never been kissed like this before. Aaron had him up against his own kitchen wall, the teenage lad's arms wrapped around him as his tongue danced in his mouth. His bare dick pressed erect against Aarons clothed dick as Aaron kissed him like he'd never kissed anyone before. Hungrily, passionatly. Soon, John had pushed Aaron off of him, and still kissing, the pair ended up with Aaron sat on the kitchen table. Aaron didn't care for the paperwork that was on the table and pushed it off.
"That took me ages to sort out!" John grinned as Aaron's tongue continuted to sexually molest his mouth in good ways.
Aaron seized the kissing and look at John. "I don't care. Now get me out of these clothes and fuck me already!"
John just grinned and did as he was told.
Aaron was soon laying on the kitchen table, fully naked except a pair of tight fitting Black Calvin Klien boxer shorts. John appreciated very much the bulge that Aaron was showing. Although he'd never been with a guy sexually before, John was thinking that after tonight, it would most certainly be something he'd be doing again. Aaron or no Aaron. And whilst he hated the thought of cheating on Moira, he thought it might hurt a little less if it was with a dude. And there was no way that Moira was ever going to find out.
Ever.
John took off Aaron's boxer shorts and dispoed of them somewhere on the floor. He didn't care where. He took in Aaron's 7 inch uncut cock which looked amazing and good enough to eat, and let out a horny groan. Aaron grabbed on John's hand and placed it onto his pretty much rock hard dick. He firmly wrapped his hand around the teenager's cock, he'd never had his hand around a dick except his own before and it felt pretty strange to him. But he soon grew to love it as he teased Aaron by slowly stroking his cock.
John was still hard. Aaron got off the table and bent over it. John teasingly slapped his hairy arse which made Aaron let out an intense sigh. John took hold of his penis and slowly began to enter inside Aaron's arse. It was tight, but not too tight. Aaron let out a wild groan to let John know he was fucking enjoying this. John appreciated that.
Grabbing hold of the table, Aaron was groaning and moaning loudly as John picked up pace and fucked the teenage lad hard. He wasn't sure at first whether Aaron would like it this hard but as he picked up pace, Aaron's louds got louder and more intense and he knew that Aaron was enjoying this as much as he was. John picked up even more pace, his thrusts getting harder into Aaron's arse. Aaron was gripping onto the table.
"Fuck, fuck, yes, John, fuck me, oh right there, shit, FUCK!"
Aaron couldn't help himself. The sensation was too good. He reached one hand down and began jerking his own cock as John continued to pound his arse like a stallion. John was clearly on a mission to fuck Aaron as hard as he could, and Aaron was fucking enjoying it. It wasn't long before Aaron let out an almightly groan as his 7 inch dick came and he let out a massive load of cum all over the kitchen floor. John ignored the mess and continued to pound the teenager's arse. Sweat began dripping down John's face, he felt like he was 20 again. Gripping onto Aaron's hips, John's thrusts got harder still as the table began to shake. It wasn't long before John pulled out of Aaron's arse and was cumming all over Aaron's hairless back. The sensation of the hot, sticky cum on his back made Aaron moan with pleasure. He turned around and John hit him square in the face with another load of cum, which Aaron swallowed with gusto.
Both collapsed onto the table. Spent.
"Jesus" John laughed as he noticed the mess in the kitchen "I better get this cleaned up before Moira gets home"
Aaron grinned as he began getting dressed again. "Thanks John"
John laughed again. "No thank YOU Aaron and I mean that". He thought for a moment "Ill be sure to tell Adam that he has a very awesome friend". He paused for a moment before adding. "Very awesome indeed!".
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