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Trailer Trash, Part 5

By blucollar

submitted September 23, 2005

Categories: Arm Pits, Exhibitionism, Family Fun

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"Well I love you too son. Thanks. I'll tell you what. I am gonna hit the hay and you sleep on it. I don't want you to ever feel uncomfortable here. If you think you will then you may need to decide to go live with Brad and his family. I hope you don't but I will respect your decision." dad continued.

"Well, ok dad, but I don't think you really have to worry. I don't think I will be uncomfortable." I said.

"Well thanks son. That means a lot. I am gonna go to bed though. All that traveling makes you tired. You gonna go in soon?"

"I will in a few dad. Just want to sit out here and think for a while."

"All right son. I'll see you in the morning." dad got up and went inside.

This is working out great actually. I am shocked. I never took dad for a queer. Hell he don't know that I am either. But he is a rugged hot fucker and no one would ever think he was. I was getting hard thinking about it too. Here my dad was telling me how hot he was for sex with dudes and that he got it often. I hope I can spy in on that sometime.

As I was thinking a nice breeze came in from the east; must be from the bay since it was actually cool. And then I heard a truck pulling into the property. I looked up and saw an old Chevy regular cab pull up. I scrambled for my shorts but they were on the other side of the deck. The lights went off and someone got out of the cab. "Hey Jake how you doing?" the man said.

"Sorry dude, its not Jake. I'm his son Erik. Who are you?"

"Oh sorry man, I'm Carlos, a friend of your dad's bud. Damn you look like him in the dark of the night. Sorry for just barging in man." The man walked up to the deck and he was definitely Hispanic and built nicely. He was wearing overalls without a shirt and the sides of the overalls were unbuttoned. He had no shoes on and his pants were rolled up just enough to keep them off the ground. One of the straps of the overalls was unhooked. "So I see you hang out just like your dad does too eh?" He said obviously noticing my nudity.

"Well we were sitting out here having beers and it was hot man. Dad said its the norm for him."

"It sure is bud. That man seems to hate cloths. Where's he at anyway?" Carlos asked.

"He was tired from traveling. We just got in from Los Angeles and we have been drinking for a couple of hours. He's been in there for about 30 minutes so I gather he's asleep." I replied.

"Well if you don't mind I am gonna give him a surprise. I barge in on him all the time so he's used to it. I was having a few beers down the street at that redneck bar and needed a place to crash actually. I usually crash here. I hope you don't mind boy. Your dad's used to it. I'll just go crawl into bed with him and push him on the floor." Carlos was laughing. I thought he might be a bit high but I wasn't sure.

"Well I guess it seems like you know your way around. Dad can take care of himself so if he don't want you here I'm sure we'll both know it soon."

"Thanks boy. See you in the morning I guess." Carlos came up on the deck and went in the sliding glass door then to dad's room. He closed the door but not all the way. I waited a few minutes and since all the lights were off I felt it was safe to start to do some of that spying. I got up slowly, still naked, and went into the trailer. I got on all fours and crawled up to my father's bedroom door. I slowly pushed the door open a little and watched and listened.

"Shit Carlos what are you doing man. I told you to lay off a while, while I broke the boy into living here. He might not understand." Dad was saying.

"Ah come on man. He didn't seem to mind when I explained that I come here often. I told him I was a bit lit and, besides, I really need to fucking fit my big stinky cock into your ass man. I know you miss it man. I even let the cheese build up for you to eat out. But right now I have to piss man. You still want me to leave?" Carlos replied.

"Oh fuck man. Well if Erik didn't mind you coming in there's no use wasting any of that piss or cheese man. Fuck it’s been a week anyway since I've had any good juicy raunchy cock." Dad said then took the rest of Carlos' overalls off and put Carlos' cock in his mouth. "Oh fuck the cheese is rank man. I love it" Dad mumbled while swallowing the man's cock.

"That's right gringo. After you clean that cock I got some nice piss for you. I haven’t pissed for about four beers. It's all for you bud. You ready for it because I am ready to burst man. Can you get it all?"

"Give it to me man, I am ready, and I won’t spill a drop." Dad said.

"Alright man, and after, I will fuck your ass. You look like you need some cum up your ass and I know you like Carlos' cum man. Here it comes...."

Dad's eyes opened wide then closed as he was being fed Carlos' piss. He drank it down fast. I was so fucking turned on and I was harder than I ever was before. I couldn't believe I was actually watching this. And my rough and ready dad was so submissive to this big Hispanic man. What a fucking turn on. That's how I always fantasized about myself being. Finding a hot sleazy guy to order me around and make me a bitch like all those fucking girls I fuck at school. But I'm the one being fucked. Damn its hot.

"That's right you fucking pig. You drained my bladder again. You are a perfect urinal man. You ready to take my cock in your ass now man?"

"Oh fuck Carlos…yeah man I need it. Let me get the poppers then you can just fuck me." dad reached into a drawer by the side of the bed and took out a small brown bottle. He brought it to his nose and took in a long hit in both nostrils. Then he sucked some into his mouth. After he seemed satisfied with the stuff he told Carlos: "Alright man do me. Don't worry about the lube. You won't need it tonight man. I am fucking ready dude."

With that Carlos got behind dad and brought him up on all fours. He spit on his cock and on dad's ass and lined up his whopper of a cock and slowly shoved it into dad's ass while dad took more hits off the brown bottle. Once Carlos shoved his cock all the way in dad was moaning and almost crying out. But it didn't seem that he was in pain but in heaven. He started pushing back towards Carlos, "Fuck me man. Give it to me good you fucking spic. Don't hold back man. Rip me open."

"You asked for it your gringo mother fucker. I hope I make you bleed man. You ready fucker because there's no turning back now man."

"Ahhhhhh fuck, yea man. Harder dude. Ahhh ahhh, ahhhh yeah man. Don't ....fucking......stop....you mother fucker....." Dad was all but screaming out.

I was so worked up that I was dripping pre cum all over the avocado sculptured carpet. I didn't give a shit either. I was just wishing I had a cucumber to stick up my ass or something. Fuck I was envious of my dad just then. I had never been fucked and now I knew I needed it. They were both sweating like crazy and I could smell them all the way out here. The smell of ass and pits and sex were all over. It was working me into a frenzy.

"Jake, I'm gonna fucking cum in your ass fucker. I am ready. You ready for my juice man?"

"Oh fuck Carlos just give it to me man. Don't fucking hold back. Shoot it up there."

"Ok buddy. Oh fuck here it comes....oh man....oh fuck.....ahhhhhhhh...ahhh shit oh fuck I'm fucking cumming up your shit hole fucker...ahhhhh man...oh fuck..."

"Oh yeah fucker I am ready to shoot now that I have that juice up my ass oohhhhhhh fuck...yeah; fuck yeah..." Dad shot his load right on the bed as Carlos collapsed on his back. Just as that happened I lost my nut on that carpet right in front of dad's door. "Oh fuck Carlos. That was fucking hot. You were worked up my friend." Dad said.

"Yeah bro, seeing your boy naked on the deck didn't hurt either. He is a fucking younger carbon copy of you bud." Carlos said.

"Yeah I know man. He's a hot little fucker though. I hope he stays with me man. I love that kid, I always have. I hope he won't leave man." Dad said making me feel all of a sudden like I was meant to be here.

"He'll stay dude. He's got a good and honest man for a dad. There's no reason for him to leave." Carlos said.

"I hope you're right my friend. I hope your right." Dad said just before I heard snoring. I slowly backed up and went into my room and slipped into bed. What a fucking hot life I walked into. I hope I can keep up.


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