The next day, Jeff awoke to his father/husband spooning him. Mike’s 7.5 inch long, thick cock, was pressed up into Jeff’s cheeks, but not penetrating his hole. “Clearly somebody wants in me,” said Jeff quietly to his sleeping hairy father.
Mike rolled over and began to stir awake, “Morning babe,” he kissed his son, not seeing anything unusual about doing so. Jeff could hardly believe this was real life. Just yesterday he would barely be able to give his dad a hug for more than five seconds without it being taboo, now they were basically eating each other’s asses and spooning naked. Still, Jeff wondered what it would be like if his dad was aware of the marriage.
Mike got up and took a shower, despite the fact that they had both showered after their first sexual experience together yesterday. Jeff took this opportunity to make a change in the chronivac. In ten minutes, his dad was set to be “aware” of the marriage transformation package.
His dad finished his shower, and rushed into the bedroom, where Jeff still laid. “We’re married??! Jeff, how did this happen? When did this happen? I’m your father! The things we did last night...”
“Calm down dad, you knew we were married fifteen minutes ago when you got up to take a shower, and you knew it when you woke up to your dick touching my boy pussy,” said Jeff, matter of factly.
“I did know it then... but it made sense somehow? I mean, how is this even legal? But we have the documentation to prove it. We need to get a divorce, this isn’t right,” said Mike, confused.
“Dad, no er— Mike, let me see something,” persuaded Jeff.
“Sure thing baby— I mean son! Damn it. But yes, whatever you need,” said Mike, flushed in the face.
It turned out that what Jeff wanted to ‘see’ was his father’s reaction to being grinded on by his son’s ass. Jeff had slipped into some cute briefs while Mike was in the shower and he brought his little briefs-clad ass over to the edge of the bed, where his husband was curiously waiting. With a little rubbing, his dad’s big sausage got fully erect. Jeff’s suspicions were affirmed.
“Yep,” said Jeff, “It looks like we’re still husband and wife after all. Or husband and husband.”
“But Jeff—,” started Mike.
“—No, you’re my husband. I won’t hear of a divorce. In fact, let’s take this marriage to a new level,” interrupted Jeff.
Jeff took off his briefs, showing his dad his hole. The marriage package was still making Mike attracted to Jeff, physically and romantically, so Mike couldn’t resist.
Mike lubed his son’s ass-pussy for 10 minutes, more-so playing with it than prepping it. His son’s body was his for exploring, even though the part of him that was aware wanted to have the strength to stop.
Mike fucked his son’s little ass with his oversized sausage for an hour. Possibly if Mike had played with it any less, it might’ve torn. But all was well and both men were reeling in pleasure, moaning, deep from Mike and a bit feminine from Jeff (not an effect of the package). Jeff’s prostate was thoroughly hammered, he started cumming out of his five in erection, and Mike tried to catch it in his mouth. They both laughed, and Jeff could feel Mike’s laughing through his dick that had made a home out of Jeff’s rectum.
Mike picked up the pace, using his new smaller husband as a flesh light of sorts, to finish off his orgasm. Jeff loved the sensation of being used in this manor, even though he had already cum. Mike moaned and sprayed Jeff’s insides with his thick seed. The two made out while Mike pulled his big cock out gently.