The summer after I graduated high school I got a job to make as much money as I could before college. When I went to school, I didn’t want to be begging my folks for spending cash, especially when I came to my beer funds. So I took on a job at McDonald’s and ended up closing almost every night. Not much of a life, but I had all the hours i wanted as I was a willing grill area closer.
Of course I still had my chores around home, like taking care of the garbage, tending to the dogs and the weekly mowing of the lawn. Not much, but I did my share. Nothing was going to ruin my college experience.
A couple weeks before I was due to move on campus, dad told me that since I was now going away, he was going to have to hire someone to come in and mow the lawn. He said that I’d learn the first rule about work is that you train your replacement. He was impressed at the fact I’d managed to save quite a bit of cash for school, it showed my seriousness about becoming independent. Of course your mom and I would help you, but I remember when I went to college and ended up having to be creative about getting funds because I sure as hell didn’t want my folks know what I needed it for, hehe.
You should be set on beer money, Ryan, just be smart about not overdoing it, okay? Also as to your replacement, I hired Chris Thompson to come mow the lawn weekly. He agreed to a thirty dollar a week plan but I want you to be with him the first two times just to be sure he knows what I want done. He doesn’t look too bright, but he seems able to do some hard work.
Great! Dad hired the stoner who was two years my senior to mow the grass. Hell, he probably will try to smoke it! Hah! So that Saturday I had my first training period. At least he knew how to properly use the equipment dad had. I just had to make sure he knew what dad wanted done. I was pushing time as this was my final week at McDonald’s before I stopped and they wanted me to train a younger employee to fill my shoes there too.
I got Chris started with the trimming and once it was up to my standards, I let him take the mower for a full run of the yard. After a half hour, he had everything looking pretty good, which surprised me. I figured by now things would be fucked up and I would have to redo everything. He just gave me his goofy grin and scratched himself as I showed him how dad liked his mower put away. Them I pointed to the rake and dad’s stash of lawn bags and directed him to rake up the clippings and he’d be done.
I received a call from dad at this point telling me he had to work a little late but should be home in about twenty minutes or so. I let Chris finish his work and gave a final inspection. I was glad to say he met my standards. I invited him into the front room where he could wait for my dad. He had the final say as well as his pay.
I gave him a cold coke and joined him in the den as we waited for Dad to get home. He said he was really glad that my dad had hired him. He’d had a major crush on him for years and now he got to be around him. Well I didn’t see this coming.
I told him that my dad was fairly open about things, but I wouldn’t get too excited there. I’m pretty sure that dad doesn’t swing that way. He just grinned and said they always swing this way once they get a gander at what I got packing in my pants. Its like a magic crystal or something. I bet he won’t be able to stop himself. None of the others have.
Wel, now this started getting. E a little worried about Dad. He is a good looking guy, but he’s surely not gonna like being treated like a cumdump cheerleader at a bonfire party.
I told Chris he needed to reel his perverted desires in as no one talked about my dad like that. He grinned as he stuck his hand in his sweats and gripped a growing boner. We’ll see, little man.
At that point the back door opened and dad stepped in. He smiled as he greeted us and asked Chris just what he missed? He thought he heard him say that he would see.
Chris grinned at me then looked up at dad with his hand still in his sweats cradling his hardon. He told dad that he was so excited to get yo work for such a hot older man. Hed been wanting to get close to him for years. Thats why he agreed to do the lawn care for only thirty bucks because he was sure that the rest of the money would be gotten in trade.
Dad just stood there in awe at Chris’s boldness as he continued his speech. He told dad that what he didn’t get paid for, he would gladly take in you pleasuring this. At that he pulled his sweats quickly over his hard cock, releasing it to the room. I must say, that nature plays a lot of cruel jokes. The truly amazing guys with the chiseled features and smart minds, in my experience have the smallest dicks. Its natures way of leveling the field, I guess.
This guy was never going to do anything really impressive in his life. He had neither the skills nor the ambition. But he sure as hell had a fucking thick cock that was every bit of nine inches. And he knew how to use it to his advantage.
I felt inadequate with my six inches when I saw it and had to assume dad was having a similar reticence over it. I was brought back to the present when I realized Chris was laughing at both of our lost gazes, focused on his cock.
He grabbed it at the base and squeezed it before jerking it a couple times before addressing my dad and asking him if he was ready for his turn with it. I promise to go slow as I’m sure it’s the first time you’ve held something this massive. Dont be embarrassed, the seven other guys whove been fortunate enough to try me out hadn’t either and they did just fine.
Come on Carl, may I call you Carl? Just grab it at first, I know you want to. I was screaming on the inside for dad to tell him to just get out, but I seemed held in place by the lengthy cock in my view. As dad moved forward and grasped Chris’s pecker, I was stunned but what the hell, dad was a grown man, capable of making his own decisions.
He curled his fingers around the thick rod and squeezed the thick cock. Chris growled at this and wrapped his fingers over my dad’s as he began to use him for a handjob. In short time dad’s arm was doing a steady pounding as he jerked Chris off. As I watched this I saw dad reach down and cup Chris’s balls with his other. Chris beamed from ear to ear as he felt my dad’s ministrations on his hard dick. Looking down into his lap he watched my dad bent over, enthralled in his tank, and said that he was doing great but could do better. I bet that mouth could make this a whole lot more pleasant if you were to give it a big sloppy kiss. Its not every day you get an opportunity like this!
I could see dad thinking about this before he just knelt down and grabbed the huge dick and brought it to his mouth. He stared at the angry throbbing head and after looking up into Chris’s eyes, looked back down and gave it a kiss on the head. Chris growled his excitement as he encouraged dad to do it again. This time dad’s lips were a little looser as he made contact. On his third attempt, there was a sticky swatch of precum now attached from Chris’s cock head to dad’s lips. Dad stared at the strand before he snaked his tongue out and licked it up.
After that, when dad kissed it the next time, the cock head slipped into his mouth and disappeared. Chris now stood there with his cock in my dads mouth as he ran his hand lovingly along dad’s face. He told him that his mouth felt really good, bitch, you’re better than most of your buddies. They didn’t have any class as they just went nuts inhaling my crank. Youre making beautiful love to my tool. Youre taking as much care with it as I did with your tools in your garage. Right, Ryan?
I just stuttered a yes, sir back and he laughed at my falling into a submissive role. He told me that the feat guys are gonna just love your ass in college. Pledge which ever one you want. Your ass and submissive attitude will go miles toward getting you in!
Now back to you Carl, just keep sucking on that crank and I will give you your hard earned treat. I’ve waited a long time to do this and I plan on feeding you well, stud. As dad bounced his head in and out of the slackard’s crotch, Chris responded by pumping his hips in response. Each connection seemed to get dad’s face further down that immense dick. As dad got close to the bottom of the shaft, Chris placed his grass stained fingers on dad’s head and began assisting him in his rhythm.
He started feeling the effects of my old man’s mouth on his unit as he began to sweat a bit more insistently that you take my fucking rod, faggot. Daddy needs to feel your tongue on my balls each time you take me all the way down. Yeah, thats it, bitch. Open that throat up so I can plant my seed where it wants to go.
Fuck, yeah! Thats it! Take it! TAKE IT!
Im gonna fucking cum in your throat and you are going to fucking swallow every precious drop. Thats right, look me in the eyes while I cum!
Oh fuck, here i come. Unnnngh….. unnngh….. FUCK!!!…. take it!!!
As Chris erupted into my dad’s mouth his hands were locked around his short business cut pressing his face flat against his crotch. After a minute of convulsing from the ecstacy he was feeling, Chris finally released dad’s head as he looked up at me.
Then he told me that this was how things usually go after I start. Now its time to take that sexy ass for a test drive. We’ll take that up to the bedroom, Carl and then you can bathe me off before paying me for my services. Today the stud services are free, but next week the total for my visit will be a fifty dollar total. You make good money so you can afford it, right? Its a whole lot cheaper than me letting the wife know about your inclinations, right? Thats what I thought.
Then he looked at me and said I should be getting to mickey d’s. Dont you have a grill cook to train on closing? Hes my cousin and trust me he knows what’s happening here tonight. Dont be making it hard for him or there might be problems, if you follow my drift. Carry on now…
