Cleaning the garage
Once, I volunteered to help my father-in-law with cleaning and tidying up the garage. We moved his "Volga" out and started to put things in order. The cleaning dragged on until evening, and it was already dark, but soon we finished. Dusty, dirty, and tired, we were about to head our separate ways.
"Kostya, wait. You go ahead and park the car, and I'll get some beer. You helped me out."
My father-in-law ran off for beer, and I drove the car into the huge garage, looked it over, and imagined how much work had been done.
I sometimes felt sorry for my father-in-law. A kind, huge man constantly faced attacks from my mother-in-law, who was always putting him down.
Viktor Stepanovich soon returned.
We laid out a bream on newspaper, set out a few bottles of beer. After heartfelt conversations and sitting around, we went outside to take a leak."I haven't fucked her in a long time," my father-in-law continued. "There were a couple of women, and that's it. But with that kind of attitude, you don't even want anything."
My father-in-law stood next to me and talked about life. But as soon as I lowered my eyes and looked at his dick, I almost froze in shock.
"Wow," I said. "That's some tool. How much is that? Twenty centimeters?"
My father-in-law looked at me, then shifted his gaze to his own dick.
"Twenty. Exactly."
"And she doesn't want a handsome guy like that? If I were a girl, I wouldn't get off such a cock."
"Show me yours," my father-in-law looked at my dick. "Well, my daughter got lucky too," he said.
My father-in-law shook the drops of urine off his heavy dick, and the sight was simply mesmerizing.
"Can I hold it?" I couldn't resist.
My father-in-law looked around and silently turned to me, thrusting his stomach forward, under which a long and thick end swayed.
"Holy shit," I said and took the warm dick in my hand. "What a thing. Is it okay that we're like this... Well, getting so intimate?"
"It's fine. Who else if not us. Who else can you talk to. Well, are you going to do anything else?"
"Like what?"
"Let me hold yours," my father-in-law reached for my unbuttoned pants, slipped into my underwear, and grabbed my dick with his big hand. "Maybe we can help each other out?"
"Let's do it."
We went into the garage and closed the gate behind us.
Viktor Stepanovich took a pack of wet wipes from the car's glove compartment and handed them to me.
"Come on, Stepanovich, let me wipe you down," I said and knelt in front of my father-in-law. I pulled out the mighty dick from his pants, which fell to the garage floor. Now the thick, hose-like dick dangled in front of my face. I took a few wipes, carefully wiped the dick, balls, and pubic area. Then I stood up and wiped myself down.
"Sit down," I said and pushed my father-in-law, who landed with his ass on the back seat of the "Volga," where the door was already open.
My father-in-law lifted his shirt, pressed his stomach with his hands to watch the process. I knelt in front of him and took the head of his dick into my mouth.
"Oh, it's been so long," said my father-in-law. "Good job, Kostik."
I started sucking. I sucked slowly, and the dick gradually lengthened and thickened in my mouth.
"Damn, what a saber," I said when the aroused dick was already sticking out from under my father-in-law's stomach.
"That's how it is."
I continued sucking his dick. I stroked Viktor Stepanovich's hairy pubic area, his stomach, kissed his hairy, huge balls. This went on for a very long time, and honestly, it started to tire me out. My father-in-law noticed this and took his dick in his hand and started jerking it off, letting me lick and suck the head. It took quite a while, but soon my father-in-law was moving his hand very fast, and a stream of thick, butter-like white cum shot out of the head. I barely managed to dodge the fountain. While my father-in-law was finishing, I helped him by jerking him off with my hand, moving slightly aside so the flying cum wouldn't hit me. The grimace on my father-in-law's face expressed pleasure, intensity—a mix of emotions. After my father-in-law came, he lay down on the back seat of the car.
"Vit, I'm going out for a smoke," I said.
"Wait a sec. Come here."
My father-in-law got up but continued sitting on the seat, grabbed me by the belt of my jeans, and pulled me toward him.
"Come on, take it off," he said.
I presented my dick to my father-in-law, which he took into his mouth and started sucking. It took me a couple of minutes to explode with a fountain of cum into the man's mouth. Stepanovich didn't even blink and swallowed every last drop.
"Shall we go?" asked my father-in-law.
"No. I'll smoke, and then you can even stretch my hole with your dick. Okay?" I said.
"Ah, you want to try? Go ahead. I'm waiting."
I quickly smoked, took a condom out of the first aid kit.
"See, it came in handy," said my father-in-law, sitting on the seat and sipping beer. I pressed my mouth to the man's dick, who moaned with pleasure. The dick soon stood up and filled with strength. Somehow, together with my father-in-law, we managed to put the condom on his dick, which squeezed his rod.
"How do you want it?" asked my father-in-law.
"Nothing special. Try it in the ass," I said. "We should lube it up with something."
"Let me check," said my father-in-law and started rummaging on the shelf. "Oh, ultrasound gel," my father-in-law pulled out a jar of gel from the shelf. "Bought it for grandma recently. Come on, lie on the hood."
I lay on the cool hood of the "Volga." My father-in-law pulled my pants down to the floor, spread my legs apart with his hands. After that, Viktor Stepanovich opened the jar of gel, scooped some with his hand, thoroughly lubed his dick in the condom, took more gel on his fingers, and smeared it between my buttocks. Slowly, he inserted a slippery finger into my ass, moved it around, and then pressed the head of his dick against my anus. I relaxed. My father-in-law pushed, and at that moment, I started to bear down—the head easily entered my ass. My father-in-law stopped, lubed the part of the dick that remained outside with more gel, and started slowly entering me.
"If it hurts, tell me," said my father-in-law.
"It hurts now, but it's bearable. Go on, don't stop," I said. "Now slow down."
The dick inside me hit something.
My father-in-law jerked a little, and the dick slipped off the obstacle, starting to go deeper into me.
I couldn't catch my breath; it felt like I was suffocating. The dick kept going deeper into me.
"Is there much left?" I asked.
"A little."
"Give me all of it."
The dick went deeper, and I continued to endure. Now I felt my father-in-law's hairy pubic area pressing against my asshole and his balls pressing into my perineum.
Now the dick slid back, then into me again. Slowly, Viktor Stepanovich would enter me, then pull his huge dick out of me. He understood that speed wasn't the point here, but he enjoyed the fact that his dick was in a hot hole. And my father-in-law kept adding more gel to his dick, which dripped down my legs and soaked my socks.
I couldn't imagine what kind of hole had formed in my ass, but my father-in-law noticeably sped up, and my ass didn't hurt as much. The dick slid freely. Only the stretching of the hole was felt—after all, my muscle had experienced something before, but nothing this big.
The saber moved quickly and freely in my ass, making my prostate experience pleasure that tormented my entire body.
I lay on the car hood, pressing my bare dick and pubic area against the cold metal, while my father-in-law was already boldly pounding his dick into my ass. I just closed my eyes and wanted him to finish. My father-in-law slipped his hand between me and the metal and grabbed my erect dick, started jerking it off quickly. After a few such strokes, I came, and felt something big inflating inside my ass. That something was first just warm, then spread like a hot river in my rectum. My father-in-law shoved his rod into me all the way, stopped, and started panting. It hurt. The dick started to lose its hardness. Slowly, my father-in-law pulled his snake out of me.
"The condom broke," he said. "Everything leaked into you."
"It's fine. How's the hole?"
"Intact," my father-in-law ran his finger around the tightening hole in my ass. "Intact, clean, no blood."
"That's good already."
"How was it for you?"
"It was good for me. Next time will be easier, but my ass needs to recover, because it hurts just from the stretching."
"Well, if you want a next time, I'll be glad," said my father-in-law, throwing the torn condom into the bucket. "Come on, stand up."
My father-in-law gently and tenderly wiped me down with wipes.
"Sit down, bear down, something will leak out," he said.
I sat down, and cum and melted gel started dripping from me onto the floor. I bore down, farted a little.
"Come on, I'll wipe you."
My father-in-law laid me on the hood, wiped my anal opening, and slapped my ass.
"Well, let's have one more and then head home?" he asked.
"Let's."
We started meeting in the garage quite often. In winter, the stove was lit here. I constantly thought about the monster in my father-in-law's pants, about that huge dick. Though, we had to take breaks. We fucked once a week, and the rest of the time, my muscle recovered from the penetration. Throughout all this time, I never regretted it. My father-in-law was very attentive to me, truly understanding and appreciating his size, and valuing the fact that I helped him... with the garage, and with anal.