Jake had the evidence on his phone and no intention of keeping quiet about it. At twenty-two he was bigger, stronger, and hornier than his old man had ever been, and the fat nine-inch cock swinging between his legs was proof enough of that.
He waited until his mom left for her night shift before he cornered his dad in the den.
Found your little stash, old man, Jake said, tossing the phone onto the coffee table. The screen showed his fathers browser history: page after page of young guys with huge dicks getting sucked and fucked. Gay porn, secret accounts, the works. Mom sees this and your marriage is over. So heres the deal.
His dad, forty-seven and already starting to sweat, stared at the screen like it might bite him. Jake, listen
Shut the fuck up. Youre gonna get on your knees and suck my cock. Right now. Or I send every link to her email.
The older mans face went red, then white. He looked at the thick bulge already pushing against Jakes sweatpants. Youre my son
And youre a cock-hungry slut whos about to prove it. Jake shoved his pants down. His dick slapped up heavy and hard, the head already shiny. Open your mouth.
His dad hesitated only a second before dropping to his knees. The blackmail had landed exactly where Jake wanted it. Trembling hands wrapped around the thick shaft. A shaky breath, then wet heat as his dads mouth stretched around the fat head.
Fuck, thats it, Jake growled, grabbing a fistful of hair. Suck it like youve been dreaming about. Take more.
The older man gagged but didnt pull back. Jake fed him inch after inch until his dads nose pressed into trimmed pubes. Spit ran down the shaft. Jake started thrusting, using his fathers mouth like a hole, the wet sounds filling the room.
Deeper. Choke on that big cock youre so scared of. He held him there until tears streaked the mans face, then let him up for air only to slam back in. You like it. Your dicks hard already. Pull it out and stroke while you suck your sons cock.
His dad obeyed, fumbling his own average dick free and jerking it fast. Jake watched, grinning, then pulled out and slapped the wet cock across his dads face. Lick the balls. Get them sloppy.
The mans tongue worked over the heavy sack, sucking one nut then the other. Jakes hand stayed tight in his hair, controlling every move. When he was satisfied he hauled his dad up and bent him over the arm of the couch.
Pants down. Now. He didnt wait, yanking the trousers and briefs to the knees. His dads ass was firm, lightly furred. Jake spat on two fingers and shoved them straight in. The tight ring clenched, but the older man didnt say no. He just moaned, pushing back.
Fuck, youre tight. Been a while since you got fucked, huh? Jake worked the fingers deep, scissoring, then added a third. Gonna stretch this hole for my cock. Youre gonna take every inch or I ruin you.
When his dad was panting and rocking on the fingers, Jake lined up the fat head and pushed. The breach was slow and brutal. His dad cried out, gripping the couch cushion. Jake didnt stop until his balls rested against the older mans ass.
Goddamn, thats a good hole, he grunted, starting to thrust. Long, hard strokes that made the couch creak. Skin slapped skin. Jake reached around and grabbed his dads leaking cock, jerking it in time with his pounding. Youre leaking all over my hand. Tell me you want it.
I I want it, his dad gasped.
Louder.
I want your cock, Jake. Fuck me harder.
Jake gave him exactly that, slamming in deep and fast, the blackmail turning into raw need on both sides. He pulled out, flipped his dad onto his back on the couch, and shoved back in. Legs over his shoulders, he watched every expression while he drilled the hole open.
Gonna cum in you, he warned, sweat dripping. Gonna fill my dads ass with his sons load.
His dads cock jerked untouched and shot across his own stomach. The clenching set Jake off. He buried himself to the root and unloaded, thick pulses flooding the tight hole until it overflowed around his shaft.
He stayed inside, rocking slowly, letting the last drops pump out. When he finally pulled free, cum leaked down his dads crack onto the couch. Jake wiped his cock on the mans thigh, then tucked himself away.
Same time tomorrow, he said, voice calm. Or the files go out. Understand?
His dad lay there panting, cum-streaked and fucked open, and nodded. Jake smiled, already feeling his cock twitch again at the thought of round two. The blackmail had worked perfectly, and both of them knew this was only the beginning.
