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“I got us a trainer for the mornings, but he’s going to start us out this afternoon with an intro,” Dad told me as we unpacked our suitcases for the week-long stay.

“That’s awesome,” I beamed. “Thanks, Dad.”

“You bet, slugger,” Dad smiled as he handed me a handful of his underwear. “Can you add those to yours?” He asked.

I looked down at the skimpy thongs, jocks and bikini briefs he handed me and felt a surge in my cock as I tucked them in the drawer and shut it. I always loved to go through Dad’s underwear and try it on when I’m alone.

“So who is this trainer?” I asked looking at Dad.

“He’s a guy that was recommended by the hotel,” he replied. “He’s supposedly an ex-ball player from LSU.”

My cock twitched again at the thought of a former player running us through a sweaty workout.

“So just the usual workout clothes?” I asked.

“Yeah, I’ll probably go shirtless though,” Dad replied.

“OK, I’ll do the same,” I said as I slipped on a pair of athletic shorts over my jock.

“That ass is getting bigger and bigger,” Dad smiled as he ran his hand over the material of the athletic shorts covering my left butt cheek.

I smiled at Dad and gave my ass a little shake.

We walked down to the beach behind the hotel and finally found a man stretching by the water.

“Parker?” Dad asked.

“That’s me,” the handsome man smiled at Dad and quit stretching to reach out and shake his hand.

“I’m Will and this is my son, Travis,” Dad said looking at me as he let go of the man’s hand.

“Nice to meet you, Travis,” he smiled at me as he reached out to shake my hand.

“You’re a big boy,” Parker smiled again as he looked me over.

“Thanks,” I blushed.

“I want to make sure he’s continuing his training this week, but I also want to tag along if you think this old man can handle it,” Dad added.

“I have no doubt that with a body like that you can keep up with us,” Parker smiled as he looked at Dad’s body. “Let’s start today with some stretches.”

Dad and I stood in front of Parker as we tried to stretch like he did. He’s extremely flexible and got behind me to help me a bit.

“Here you go,” he said as he held my hips as he stood behind me. “Feel the burn but stop if you feel pain.”

I finished and stood back up as he continued to hold my waist and his bulge was now rubbing across my butt before he let go and walked to Dad.

“Same for you, Will,” Parker said as he got behind Dad and held his waist now. “That’s it,” he encouraged. “You’re a little more flexible than Travis over there,” he laughed.

“There’s a big advantage to an older guy,” Dad said still bent over. He stood now with Parker’s bulge touching his ass and said, “we have a lot more experience.”

Parker chuckled and patted Dad’s bare shoulder with his hand before returning to the front. I wondered why my Dad had to say weird shit all the time.

The workout consisted of mostly stretches and some light agility work before Parker called it for the day.

“Listen, guys,” he said. “I know you’re on vacation, but I’d like to get you both in my gym for tomorrow’s workout. Is that doable?”

“Sure, I guess,” Dad replied. “Is it in town?”

“It is, but I have a pretty extensive gym at my house and wanted to do it there,” he explained. “I like to have privacy.”

“Sounds good,” Dad said looking at me and then back at Parker. “Can we shower there after?”

“You bet,” he said smiling. “I’ve got you covered.”

Dad and I spent a good bit of time on the beach that day and even had a couple of beers before heading to dinner and then relaxing in our room.

“What do you think of Parker?” Dad asked for a second time today as he walked out of the shower in his towel as I sat on the bed in my briefs.

“He seems like a good guy,” I replied as I watched Dad drop his towel and slip on a thong. “You wearing that to tomorrow morning’s workout?” I asked.

“Yeah, I don’t think Parker will mind,” Dad said as he walked to the side of the bed and pulled back the covers. “Damn, son,” he said looking at my bulge. “Might be time to go up a size in underwear,” he winked.

We watched a few minutes of TV before Dad was lightly snoring next to me as I began to think about Parker. Before I knew it, I was waking up the next morning to Dad shaking my shoulder.

“Time to sweat it out with Parker, son,” Dad said softly as I sat up and stretched.

About half an hour later we were knocking on the door to his one story house a few minutes from the hotel. Parker answered the door shirtless with a similar pair of athletic shorts to what he was wearing the day before.

“Gentlemen,” he smiled as he shook our hands and let us pass through his front door. “Welcome to my little bachelor pad,” he said.

Dad and I looked around as we let Parker lead the way back to what looked to previously be the house’s primary bedroom. There was all sorts of workout equipment on the wooden floors with a door leading back to what I assumed was the bathroom.

“I’ve got just about everything you can think of,” Parker said as he looked around and pointed things out. “And this back here is the locker room area,” he said opening the door to a huge space with tiled floors and walls. “This is the locker room where you can put your change of clothes,” he said.

Dad and I looked around in awe of what Parker had created. A giant shower with two overhead shower heads stood against the back wall with two urinals next to it, a small toilet room, a legit hot tub and a long bench in front of a row of lockers.

“Parker, this is one sexy bathroom,” Dad said adjusting his bulge.

“Thanks, Will,” Parker responded. “I’m glad you like it. Go ahead and take off those shirts and let’s get started.”

Dad and I put our stuff away in lockers but there was really no need other than they were there to use. We took off our shirts as Parker watched and then led us out to start our workout. It was a grueling hour of weights as Parker helped us each through it — even rubbing Dad’s sweaty shoulders after a particularly hard set.

“God, that feels so good, buddy,” Dad told Parker as his hands worked his shoulders.

“Good,” he smiled behind Dad as I watched. “Maybe I’ll work them a little better after we’re done,” he said letting go and adjusting his bulge through his shorts.

About half an hour of stretching later, Parker informed us we were done.

“Great job, guys,” Parker smiled. “Let’s get these clothes off and get showered,” he said leading us back to the bath/locker room.

Dad immediately kicked off his shoes and pulled down his sweaty shorts showing off his tiny thong and big ass as both Parker and I took a good hard look.

“That workout really made that booty pop,” Parker said still looking at Dad’s ass.

Dad, feeling himself after the compliment and workout, looked back at his ass and turned back to Parker and smiled.

“Nah,” Dad replied. “You’re the one with an ass on him,” he said.

I watched as Parker removed his shorts and stood in just a jock and now looked back at his ass like Dad had done.

“Thanks, man,” Parker smirked. “Now how about that massage?” He asked Dad.

“Sure thing,” Dad smiled and again adjusted his visible bulge. “Where to?” He asked.

“We’ll head back to my bedroom, if that’s cool,” he said looking at my Dad and then me.

“Yep,” Dad said eagerly. “You go ahead and get cleaned up,” Dad said looking at me.

The two disappeared to another part of the house as I sat on the bench and looked at my phone as I relaxed from the workout. After a few minutes of social media, I decided it was time to get cleaned up but realized there were no towels. I looked around before heading out of the gym and into the house to ask Parker for one.

I followed a hallway back to a closed door where I heard some talking. I was just about to knock when I heard what sounded like my Dad moaning.

“That feels so good, man,” Dad said. “That’s it, buddy, get in there.”

I didn’t hear Parker respond but Dad began to moan quietly again. I didn’t want to interrupt but wanted that towel, so I quietly turned the knob and opened the door.

Dad was on the massage table on his back with his legs in the air pushed back over him as Parker’s face was in Dad’s butt. It took me a minute to realize Parker was licking Dad’s hole. I immediately sprung a boner as I watched Dad push Parker’s head further into his hole and begged for him to keep going.

“Eat that ass, stud,” he directed as Parker slurped and spit into Dad’s hole before going back in.

I stood watching the two men lost in lust before Dad noticed me and smirked.

“Lick that Daddy hole, Parker,” Dad got louder as he looked at me. “Eat that hairy pussy, man. Oh, fuck, you love my hole.”

“Mmmmhmmm,” Parker moaned into Dad’s ass as his tongue worked inside him. “I want to fuck that big ass, Daddy,” Parker finally asked before standing and stroking his bare cock with the precum that had slid down his shaft.

“Put it in me, stud,” Dad begged. “Fuck me hard with that big cock.”

Parker lined his cock up against Dad’s pucker and smacked it against his hole a few times before slowly sliding into him. I could hear Dad’s breathing change as he let our trainer’s cock all the way in. Parker now started to slowly and gently fuck in and out of Dad’s hole.

“Fuck me hard, champ,” Dad instructed. “I need a good fuck. It’s been about a week,” he said.

My hard cock strained to get free from my jock pouch before it broke free and my cock head leaked a big pool against my skin. I wondered who had fucked Dad a week ago but was also mesmerized by Parker’s flexing butt as he worked his hard dick in and out of Dad. Dad looked up at Parker and the two made eye contact before Parker leaned down and kissed Dad.

It was the hottest thing I’d ever seen and I couldn’t stand it anymore and stroked my rigid shaft with my hand as Dad moaned into Parker’s mouth.

“I’m going to shoot,” Parker said breaking the kiss.

“I want your load inside me,” Dad said in a low, serious tone. “Breed my ass, boy.”

“Yes, Daddy,” Parker said before he froze for a second as his dick squirted deep into Dad. Parker began fucking him hard again as he road out the full orgasm and then slowly fucked Dad while he jacked off his own cock.

“That’s it, boy, fuck your Daddy’s tight hole,” Dad moaned. He looked at me and added, “Fuck the cum out of me, son.”

Dad’s eyes closed as he shot a huge load all over his face and chest as Parker kept slowly giving him his hard cock. Once done, Parker leaned down and softly kissed Dad again as the two held each other.

I slid out of the room and went back to the shower and turned on the water and started stroking my hard cock. I quickly shot all over the shower floor as the water quickly took my cum down the drain with it. I turned off the water after a quick rinse and stood there as Dad and Parker came back into the room in their thong and jockstrap.

“How was it?” I asked looking Dad in the eyes.

“Unbelievable, son,” Dad smirked. “Your turn,” he said. “You go experience his massage while I get cleaned up.”

I looked to Parker and he smiled at me.

“Ready, bud?” Parker asked as I walked out of the shower naked.

“Do you have a towel?” I asked.

“Just come with me like that,” Parker told me. “Will, you can find a towel in the far left locker,” he said to Dad with a wink.