Date: Thu, 1 Sep 2011 14:22:33 -0400
From: RayC <rc7448@gmail.com>
Subject: Growing up with Dad part three

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Growing up with Dad part three



It never crossed my dad's mind that we'd do what we were doing. It was
seeing me in his underwear that first time that brought it to his
attention. He admits that was hot for him. It was exciting that I felt that
way about him. He wasn't sure at first... the underwear was a clue but
maybe I just liked underwear... anyone's underwear. Spying on him in the
shower was a better clue... that I wanted to see him naked made him take it
seriously. I think... it was that I was consistent too... I showed up for
his showers and I wore his underwear to bed. He usually checked and I was
consistent... that impressed him.

I don't think my dad wanted to disappoint me either. He wanted me to be
happy and one time he told me he was afraid I would go to someone else and
that worried him. He'd rather I do that with him than anyone else.

I also think my dad liked that. There was a side to him that liked being
worshiped. He spent most of his time with guy friends... all those hunting
and fishing trips were with guys. He never mentioned any of them doing
anything like what we did and I never asked. I was curious but I think he
would have told me if had happened. He always wanted to know who I had been
with and what they were like... he was interested.

That next week I was busy with other things. I'd passed by that wrestler's
house and he was in the back yard with his brother wrestling. My friends
and I passed by in the alley slowly so I could watch. I wanted to go up the
yard and have a closer look but Trent was anything but friendly towards
me... always scowling like I was the worst thing imaginable.

He noticed me that day too... he looked over and saw me watching
them. Those wrestling outfits that I knew were called a singlet were
perfect for men to wear and I wished more men wore them. It occurred to me
that I might go to a wrestling meet and watch... that they'd all be wearing
them.

Trent and his brother Lance stopped wrestling as Trent said
something... Lance looked over at us too... they were both looking. I had
stopped but my friends kept walking... the distance between us grew as
Trent started across the yard towards me. I could have run to catch up to
my friends but for some reason I went the other way... back down the
alley. I started out walking wondering what Trent wanted and then I ran. He
made me nervous and the thought of talking to him made me even more
nervous. I ran down the alley and then cut through a yard that led to my
street.

Trent came out of some trees and knocked me to the ground... he was on me
before I could get up and pinned me to the ground. I looked up at his face
thinking he was very handsome... how much more so close up like this. He
was strong... I could feel it... there was no point in struggling as he
could overpower me without even trying... his weight alone kept me there on
the ground. I looked up into his eyes and saw all sorts of interesting
things.

"You're enjoying this aren't you?" asked Trent with disappointment. I could
hear it in his voice... he was disgusted with me. He let go and got up off
me. "Stop looking at me," he warned as he started walking away. "Why?" I
asked as I sat up. I looked at his butt in that singlet... how strong the
butt cheeks looked... how wide they were... his thighs too... heavy and
powerful.

"I don't like it," he said as he stopped and turned around. My gaze went
lower... to the area just above where his legs joined. I wondered what it
would feel like if I ran my hand over that mound... it too looked very
strong. "Why are you doing this?" he asked.

I sighed as my gaze went up to meet his. I shrugged even though I was very
sure as to why I looked. It was hard telling him I found him beautiful. "I
should kick your ass," he said as he stood there glaring at me. "I
would... but you'd probably like that too."

I made the mistake of smiling. He rolled his eyes and walked away. I wanted
to get up and follow him...maybe he'd let me watch him wrestle his
brother. I lay there in the grass thinking about him... how amazing he was
and how it felt with him sitting on me holding me down. I was hard in my
pants thinking of him sitting on me... if he would have rubbed his butt
against my dick. It would have felt good through that thin material of the
wrestling singlet. I fantasized about smelling his butt and then sucking
his cock. I wondered if he made cum... surely he was old enough for that.

I think I would have laid there for hours thinking about him had my friends
not come back for me. I joined up with them and we continued on our
way. Trent and his brother were no longer in the back yard as we passed
by... I was disappointed.

In our meanderings around the neighborhood I always tried to pass by
Trent's house just in case he was in the backyard wrestling. More often
than naught he wasn't and it always disappointed me. Trent was one of those
boys that fascinated me... one that I thought about frequently.

One day when I was by myself his older brother was on the patio as I passed
by. He looked at me as I walked by in the alley and it was one of those
looks that made me stop. I stayed in the trees on the corner of their yard
and watched him. He looked over at me and then started across the lawn. I
was going to leave but I didn't get the feeling I was in trouble... for
some reason I wasn't scared.

Lance was taller than Trent and thinner. He was nice looking... different
then Trent... his hair was darker and his features more angular where Trent
was more filled out. It was exciting being there with Lance
approaching... walking across the yard. He was wearing nylon shorts and a
t-shirt with the sleeves cut out... he was barefoot and I remember his feet
seemed big to me.

He came into the trees and without one word turned me around and headed me
across the alley into the woods there. We went into a clump of trees and
low bushes... he pulled the waistband of his shorts down and his cock
appeared.

It was one of those times that words were unnecessary... all that was
needed was conveyed using other methods. He knew what I was and I knew what
he wanted. The only thing I regretted was that it was going to happen too
quickly.  He was already fairly hard as he pulled it out and I took it in
my hands. It was completely hard by the time I had the head in my mouth. He
shivered as I did that... his body shook with it. It sent a thrill through
me... that he wanted it that bad made it all so exciting for me. There is
nothing better than a guy who is truly turned on.

His cock was slightly bigger than my dad's... it was cut and had that damp
sweaty smell to it that I had grown to know and love. The flow of cum
surprised me a little and it ran down my chin as he pumped my mouth
full. He grunted as he finished... trembling with the last of it.

He flopped his dick back in his shorts and went back across the alley to
his yard. I watched him go as I wiped my mouth and chin... where his cum
had ran down my neck. I tasted him now that he was gone... his
cum... slightly salty with that familiar tang.

I stayed there for a while in those bushes thinking... absorbing what had
happened... playing it over in my mind... how he looked and smelled... what
he'd tasted like. I shivered still with the feelings it produced in me. I
would have waited for him to come back had he told me to.

It had me very horny and thinking I was in love. It was always like that
for me... suck a cock and fall in love. As I grew older I learned those
feelings would fade even though I loved feeling that way. There was nothing
so glorious as a man with his cock out wanting to be serviced.

I thought about Lance as I watched my dad shower later that day. He wasn't
hard in the shower but that didn't deter my feelings of lust. It wasn't
until later that he came to my room and lie down next to me. I asked him
about wrestling... did he ever do that?

He explained to me that he was from a small town where they played baseball
and basketball. I was disappointed he hadn't wrestled... it seemed such a
worthwhile sport to me and my dad would have been hot in that outfit. I
would have wanted to look at him.

My dad was curios over my questions about wrestling and I told him about
Trent and his older brother Lance. I explained that I liked Trent but that
it was Lance that came out to the woods and showed me his cock. He wanted
to know what led up to that and I told him how I liked watching them when
they wrestled in the back yard... how good they looked in those clothes. I
told him about Trent chasing me and then accusing me of liking it when he
knocked me down and sat on me.

"Did you like it?" asked my dad. I nodded. "Very much," I said. "I wish
he'd have come out to the woods and done that." "Done what?" asked my
dad. "You know... showed me his dick... let me suck it," I said. "Lance let
you do that?" he asked. "He did," I said. "He knew why I was there... he
wanted the same thing... he came out there and we did it... just like
that."

"It's like that sometimes," said my dad as his hand slid under the covers
and into his underwear that I was wearing. I was hard and he felt
me... stroking it gently. "If both guys know that's what it's about... you
just do it." "It was like that," I said. "What was his dick like?" asked my
dad. "Big," I said. "He made a lot of cum... it ran down my chin and neck."
"He's young," said my dad obviously thinking about it. "It was probably
very hot for him... he was excited." "He trembled," I said. "His whole body
shook."

"Yeah... he was hot for it," said my dad as he pushed back the covers and
pulled down the underwear. He opened his robe as he moved over me and took
my dick in his mouth. He had one leg on either side of me... his dick was
hard... and pointing the wrong direction for me to suck. I sucked on his
balls instead as I lightly stroked his shaft. He moved a little with his
butt appearing close to my face. It was too dark to see it clearly but I
could smell it. I lifted my head up to meet it... pressing my face in his
crack... it was warm and a little sweaty. I worked my tongue over his hole
just like he had mine... doing this was the best... the most incredible
thing I'd ever done.

I stroked his dick as I rimmed his ass... he shot his cum out over my
belly. I trembled and shook with the intense feeling doing that gave me. He
moved off me and got some Kleenex off my desk... he wiped his cum off me
and then lay back down next to me. "Did you like that?" he asked. "Yeah," I
whispered. "I did too," he said. "That felt really good." He lay there with
me till I fell asleep and then he left.

My father knowing about Lance only made it more erotic for me. I didn't
know that word... erotic... but it was what I felt. In looking back over
the years to that time... I felt how incredible that entire scenario was
for me... my dad knowing I was doing that. It was almost like he was with
me and into it as much as I was.

I walked by Trent's house frequently in hopes of seeing Lance... hoping
he'd come out to the woods. I grew frustrated when their backyard was
empty. I'd hide in the trees and wait for much longer then I should
have. It was so I'd rather do this than anything else.

It was days later that there were guys on the patio... friends of
theirs. It was Trent with them... they must be his friends. He never looked
up as I went by and then slipped into the trees on the back of their
property. I was careful... just like my dad had told me. I moved up quietly
until I could see them. They were talking and then Trent got up and opened
the door... they all went inside and the door closed.

I was disappointed and yet relieved... the risk of spying ended when they'd
gone inside. I was disappointed... all those boys... it was so much to
think about. The minutes went by and I was about to leave when the back
door opened and Lance came out. He stood there and surveyed the tree
line... he was looking for me. I was instantly excited at seeing him and
stepped out where he could see me.

He came down the yard the second he knew I was there. I turned and crossed
the alley into the woods and then waited for him. He came into the woods
and stopped where I was... his shorts came down and the amazingly beautiful
cock appeared just like last time. My hands fondled it... felt the hard
length of it... I moved in closer and smelled it... that rich musky aroma
that so excited me.

His shorts slipped down his legs and settled around his ankles... his legs
were beautiful too. I sucked on the head carefully not wanting this to end
as quickly as last time. I felt his thighs... slid my hand up between his
legs and felt his balls while I slowly sucked the head of his cock. He
sighed... and shivered a little... he moaned softly... he was enjoying
this. If he only knew I would pay him millions of dollars for this great
privilege.

The cum when it came... was as much as the last time... it flooded my mouth
and I swallowed as much of it as I could. I was better prepared this
time... I felt his dick tense up just before he came... a little still ran
down my chin and then down my neck... it tickled.

I was even hungrier for it this time. I knew what I was getting and I hated
for it to end. He stopped me... his hand on my forehead as he withdrew his
cock. I looked at it now... wet and shiny... it had a huge power over me.
Lance reached down and pulled up his shorts... his cock disappeared from
view and then he was gone. I stayed there in the woods tasting
... remembering how he felt in my mouth. I wanted to stay there forever and
wait for him... afraid he'd show up and I wouldn't be there... that I'd
miss out. I shivered thinking about it.

My hand wiped my chin and I licked what was left off my fingers... that
taste made me feel so alive. I wanted to talk to him... to tell him I'd do
that whenever he wanted me too. I moved out of the woods into the
alley... I walked back the other way towards home as I looked over towards
the house. I thought about Lance and how much I loved him.

I told my dad about Lance that night as he lay on my bed next to me. His
hand was inside the pair of his underwear I was wearing fondling me while I
told him what happened. He was into it... the experience made him
horny... his cock was hard listening to me.

I told him that I wanted to see Lance's butt but didn't know how to ask
him. My dad told me to give it time... don't ask right away. He suggested I
not go over every day but to space it out. "If you go over too often it's
not as much fun. It would be better to think about it for a few days in
between... that way you'll want it more," he said. I understood what he was
saying but felt it would be hard not going over there every day. "Can I see
yours?" I asked him. "With the light on?"

My dad smiled but reached over and turned my desk lamp on as he got up. It
was just enough light without being too bright. I came out from under the
covers as my dad got on the bed on his hands and knees... he spread his
knees wide opening up his butt cheeks for me.

All that smooth white skin that turned darker in his crack... the wrinkled
pucker surrounded by black hair. It was incredible and as much as I loved
Lance... this would always be best with my dad. I loved the way his balls
hung down and I could see his hard dick jutting forward. It was always so
reassuring that he was as turned on as I was... this was something we could
share. I was free to do what I wanted.

I always felt rushed if I just looked even though that's what I wanted to
do... look. It was always hard to believe it was happening... that my dad's
ass was open before me and I was looking at his butthole. The smell of it
never failed to make me horny... I loved that smell so much. It was a
matter of the next logical step that my tongue found its way into his
hole. It was so pleasurable doing that... it was hard to believe it was
happening and that he was patient enough to let me take my time and enjoy
it.

My dad liked camping and hiking... he liked the woods whether it was
hunting or fishing or hiking. I walked many a corn row in the cold with my
own gun... of course the gun I was carrying was safe... only one bb was
going to come out of it at a time. I think my dad figured it wouldn't hurt
so bad if I shot him in the back by accident.

It was cold and I'd grow tired... I'd fall behind and a couple times I got
spanked with an ear of corn and told to hurry up. I was wearing plenty of
clothes so those spankings didn't amount to very much... other than to
annoy me. I will say they did speed me up... I hated it when he was mad at
me.

I liked the camping and hiking though... that was fun. I remember one
camping trip where it rained almost every day and all the creeks were out
of their banks in the State park we were at. My dad would have to piggy
back me across the water. It was so much fun.

The park was almost completely empty with all the rain. There was a park
restroom near where we were and we'd walk over and use the facilities. My
dad would shave in the morning and then we'd take a shower. It was one of
those rooms with several shower heads in the wall. I don't remember how
many there were but there was quite a few. It was only us for the first
couple days. It was fun showering with my dad and I wondered why we didn't
just shower together like this at home. It would have been a lot easier and
would have saved me all that time spying on him.

On the third morning we had company... this man showed up and took his
clothes off on the bench close to where my dad was shaving. I watched him
as he undressed and he noticed me watching him... he didn't seem to mind
and that always made me less careful. He took his time too... didn't turn
around and try and hide like some men do. He had a nice cock with lots of
thick hair around it... that hair went up his stomach to his chest as well
as over his butt... his crack was full of hair. He was younger than my dad
but bigger... heavier. I remember thinking he looked like a lumberjack to
me.  He went into the shower as my father finished up at the sink. I was in
hurry now that the guy was in there showering... I just knew he was going
to be done before we got in there. My father told me to settle down as we
took our clothes off at the bench... naked we walked into the showers with
my father's hand guiding my head as we went in.

The man was in the corner and we took two showered heads at this end. The
man was lathering up facing away from us. My dad handed me the soap and I
worked the lather over me as I looked down towards the man who was still
facing away. I was disappointed that he was facing the other way... I liked
looking at his big furry butt but I wanted to see his cock too.

He started rinsing off and then turned sideways briefly at one point... his
dick was standing straight up. My eyes got big seeing it before he quickly
turned his back to us. I looked up at my dad... he smiled and winked a
little. I noticed him soap his groin a second time and then handed me the
soap... I did that too. I looked over at my dad... his dick was getting
hard as he pulled on it with the soap.

I looked down at the man... he was casually looked our way over his
shoulder... seeing my father hard made him a little bolder and he turned
where we could see him. The three of us hard was very hot for me as we
looked at each other.  We rinsed off again and then washed our hair... we
rinsed off again. The man turned his water off and walked past us
slowly... he smiled at my dad and my dad smiled back. We followed him out
to the changing room to dry off.

It was one of those awkward moments where no one knew exactly what to
say. We spent as much time drying off as we did showering. My father looked
his way... he nodded a little and the guy nodded back. A few seconds went
by as my father looked at his hard cock. It surprised me a little when my
father went down to his knees... I wasn't sure what he was doing.

The other guy was already facing this way... he just moved a little closer
and my dad moved his way... he reached out and took the guys cock... he
started sucking on the head. It was amazing watching that... it made me so
horny. I wanted to suck the guys cock but I have to say... watching my
dad... watching that guy's cock go in and out of his mouth like that was a
huge turn on.

I looked down at my father's cock... it was jutting out very hard... the
head so big and tight it looked like it would burst. It surprised me again
when they switched places... when my dad stood up I was afraid that was
it... I was so relieved and excited when the guy went down to his knees and
started sucking my dad's cock... then when his hand came up and took hold
of mine. It sent a thrill through me and I nearly sat down on the
bench. The guy moved from my father's cock to mine... he sucked the head
and down the shaft while he stroked my dad's. My mind reeled with what he
was doing to me and he actually put an arm around me when I wobbled... he
held me there while he sucked me... it was amazing.  Whatever kids do
before they're old enough to cum... I did then and there and I did it
quickly and powerfully. This big hairy guy turned back to my father and
sucked his cock while I sat down on the bench.

I was tingly all over... still reeling from doing this here with my father
and this man. I watched as my father's eyes rolled back in his head... I
heard him gasp and then I watched as this man fisted his own cock while my
dad came in his mouth.

It all happened too quickly for me... but then I was on sensory overload
anyway and had... had... quite enough. There were some sheepish smiles as
we dressed and then walked to the exit. It had started raining
again... heavily now as we stood under the overhang just outside the
door. We were dry and none of us really wanted to get wet.

My father asked him if he was camping near here. The guy nodded and pointed
off to the left of where we were. He had a tent in the woods... he
complained about dry wood with all the rain. My dad told him he could get a
bundle at the ranger's station near the entrance. The guy said he would do
that.

The usual questions went back and forth of where he was from and where we
were from. I listened with one ear as I looked him over... the way his
pants fit him snug in the butt and tight around his crotch. He had a nice
looking crotch that looked full. I was thinking again that I didn't get to
suck his cock and that I wanted to... he had a nice one.  His voice was low
and strong... almost gruff. He liked to hunt and fish so I knew they would
get along very well. My dad had some poles in the camper but with all the
rain the streams wouldn't be any good for fishing... they'd have to go all
the way down to the lake. The guy shrugged and said that was fine... he'd
like that.

I was thinking about breakfast and how hungry I was and that I wished it
would quit raining so we could get back to the camper. My dad invited the
guy over for something to eat... he agreed and introduced himself... his
name was Joe. My dad shook his hand and then told him our names...I smiled
and shook his hand when he looked down at me.  The rain continued as we
stood there wondering how long this was going to continue. "I think we're
going to get wet," he said. "We can always dry off and put on some dry
clothes." We started off in the rain getting soaked rather quickly... it
was cold even though it was summer.

Our camper was small... not that much room but we climbed in and my dad got
some dry towels and handed them out. My dad and Joe smiled a little as the
clothes came off. I know I didn't mind this part and now that we were out
of the rain... it wasn't cold anymore.

I got to see Joe standing there naked while he dried off... it was fun and
I knew I was allowed to look. His cock lay soft over his hairy balls as he
rubbed his body dry. My dad and I got dressed while Joe just kept the towel
wrapped around his waist. I was hoping we wouldn't worry about clothes but
that wasn't the case.

I was hungry and ate the scrambled eggs and bacon along with the toast. It
continued to rain heavily outside while we ate breakfast. My dad and Joe
talked but I didn't really listen. I was more into looking at his wide
hairy chest.  We sat at the table for some time while they talked. The
conversation finally came around to something that caught my attention. "Do
you guys... do that... very much?" asked Joe going back to what happened
earlier in the shower room. "You know... in the showers?"

"You're the first guy we've run into... that was interested," said my
dad. "There were a couple others but the showers were crowded and nothing
happened... you could just tell they were interested." "What did they
do... how did you know they were interested?" asked Joe. "You know... they
look," said my dad. "You catch them looking... and... they get sort
of... bigger."

"Yeah... I know what you mean," said Joe. "What about you... you get bigger
when they look?" "Yeah," said my dad. "That happen to you?" Joe
nodded. "Occasionally... I don't go in when it's real crowded," he said. "I
wait until there are only a few in there... not so risky that way."

"Then what... do you wait to see if they're looking or do you
get... bigger... right away?" asked my dad. Joe shrugged. "I see if they
look but I'll usually take the corner and go ahead... then turn a little
but act like I'm hiding it... see if they look." My dad nodded. "If they're
interested... theirs will get bigger too," said Joe. "If not... they finish
up quickly and leave... some will stand around under the water for
ever... but nothing happens."

My dad nodded again. "I could tell you wanted to," he said. "I was watching
you undress in the mirror while I shaved." Joe smiled. "Yeah... I wanted
to," he said. "I just wasn't sure... because... you know." Joe looked over
at me. "How'd that start between you two?" he asked.

"He was spying on me in the shower," said my dad. "I knew he was doing
it... let him for a while. I caught him in my underwear beating off... so I
knew he was like that." Joe nodded... he looked at me and then back at my
dad. "How long before something happened?" "It didn't take long," said my
dad. "He kept doing it and that kept me thinking about it... it sort of
happened one night... he likes it... so... I figured if it wasn't me it
would be someone else."

Joe smiled again as he looked over at me and then back at my dad. "You're
right about that," he said. "He's young too... you were probably
smart... no telling what would happen with some stranger." My dad's shorts
were tented... I could tell he was hard in there... mine were too... I'd
been hard the whole time. I wondered if Joe was hard too.

"How young were you when you started?" asked Joe. My dad shrugged... he
looked at me and then back at Joe. I was fascinated with the conversation
and it had never occurred to me that my dad might have done this when he
was my age. "Young," said my dad. "I'm from a small town... really
small... there was a farm nearby that had several boys my age... it started
with them."

"How did it start?" asked Joe. "The younger boys and I caught their older
brother with one of the sows... he was putting in her. We watched from the
hay stack as he did it... and... well... it made us all so horny. He caught
us and chased all over that barn threatening to kill us of we told on
him. We promised we wouldn't but we wanted to see him do it again... he
said no but we kept begging him until he gave in. I think he figured if he
got us to do it... then we wouldn't be able to tell on him. We wouldn't
have told but... we wanted to see him do it again. He told us we had to do
it too."  I was surprised... even a little shocked. I couldn't believe they
were doing that with an animal. Joe seemed to like it... he smiled as my
dad told the story of how they put that sow back in the pen and that oldest
boy pulled his pants down and then got behind her... how he worked it into
her and did it while they all watched.

"Did you do it?" asked Joe. My dad glanced at me and then back at Joe. "We
all did... we all took a turn," he said. "Did you like it?" asked Joe... he
sort of glanced at me to see what my reaction was. I'm sure he saw that I
was shocked.  "Yeah," said my dad. "I went last... she was real sloppy by
that time." "I'll bet," said Joe like he was into it. "How old were you?"
"I was ten," said my dad. "What happened after that?" asked Joe. My dad
smiled and shrugged. "We did that a lot," he said a little sheepishly. "It
was fun watching the other guys do it... seeing them... then... after a
while... the second oldest boy wanted to do it with each other not with the
sow. The oldest brother let us suck his cock... he'd lay in the hay and let
us suck it."

"That's pretty hot," said Joe. My dad nodded. "It was," he said. "What
about you?" It was Joe's turn to shrug. "I thought about it a lot when I
was young... it just didn't happen until I was about fourteen," he said. "I
was in a restroom... in a stall... I was leaning over trying to get a look
at the guy next to me when he got down on the floor and slid up under the
divider... he was hard. I felt him up... jerked him off... he did the same
to me. That's how it started... and well... that's how it's been for a lot
of years. I learned early on to hang out in the restroom."

"There was a restroom at the cattle yard," said my dad. "The stall closest
to the urinals had a hole in it where you could look at the
urinals... occasionally someone would let you look while they peed... and I
caught on that those that let you look... knew you were looking... and
sometimes they'd jerk off while you watched."

"Did you do that a lot?" asked Joe. "I did at first," said my dad. "Until I
found out that restroom was known for that... most guys stayed out of there
for that reason. It was the oldest farm boy next door that explained to me
that it was only those guys going in there and they were going in there for
the same reason I was and they weren't going to tell anyone. I thought
about that for a while and sort of watched who went in... it was usually
the same guys... all guys from town and the surrounding area. I actually
knew many of them."

I listened to what he said as he pushed down his shorts... his hard cock
appeared. It was hot seeing it like that and I pushed my shorts all the way
down too. I played with my dick while he continued telling us about that
restroom.

"I still stayed away worried about being seen there," said my dad. I'd
watch from the edge of the cattle pens as guys went in and out of there. It
was always one at a time at irregular intervals... it wasn't like groups of
guys came and went on a regular basis. I only did this when the yards were
empty... if there were any big auctions or groups of cattle buyers I'd stay
away. One night the oldest farm boy from next door went in there and I
followed him in... he went in an empty stall and I stood by the sinks to
wait for him when he came out. I watched as he dropped his pants and then
sat down... a little time went by and then he dropped to the floor and
moved close to the divider. The guy in the stall next to him moved to the
floor too... I could see they both were hard... they felt each other up for
a few minutes and then the other guy leaned down and sucked the farm boy's
cock. The guy on the other side had been looking under the divider... he
moved to the floor and reached under the divider feeling up the farm boy's
butt... he ran his hand up his crack and then felt up his balls... then ran
his hand up the boys crack."

It was an amazing story to me and I listened as I watched my father stroke
his dick... he was hard with the head swollen tight. He rose up on the seat
so Joe on the other side of the table could see it... he stroked it while
Joe looked at it.

"A guy came in and looked over at the stalls... he seemed disappointed they
were all occupied," said my dad as he pushed his dick away from his body
making it even harder. "He saw me there by the sinks and then walked over
to the urinals... he opened his pants and stood there like he was peeing
only he turned enough where I could see his dick... it was hard and he was
stroking it," said my dad as he showed Joe and me his hard cock while he
stroked it. Joe pulled the towel open and we could see his cock was hard
too. I sat up on my heels where I could see better.

"I watched him for a minute," said my dad pulling on his cock. "I went over
next to him and opened my pants while the guy watched... once they were
open he leaned over and sucked my cock." Joe and I watched as my dad fisted
his cock quickly for a few seconds and then slowed up... he let go... he
was hot and close to coming.

Joe held up one hand making a circle out of the index finger and the
thumb... the index finger of his other hand went through that
circle. "Do...you?" he asked as he nodded towards me. My dad shook his
head. "He's too young for that," he said. "A finger... that's all." Joe
nodded. "That's good... how about we put him up on the table and do that?"
he asked.  I knew they were talking about me but I didn't get what that all
meant. I was curious and it made me hot... I was very horny and couldn't
wait to find out. I looked at my dad waiting for his answer. He got up from
the table and pulled his shirt off... he was naked standing there with dick
swinging back and forth. He reached out for me and I slid out of the
booth. He pulled my shirt off and then boosted me right up on the
table... on my hands and knees. "Stay just like that," he said to me.

He got one of the towels and put that down under me. Joe got up and stood
at the end of the table with my dad... he reached over and pulled on my
dad's cock a few times. "Makes you hot... doesn't it?" he asked my dad.

My dad nodded. "It does," he said as he opened up my butt cheeks a little
wider. They both looked at my pink hole as I watched over my shoulder. I
saw Joe pull on his cock a few times. My dad leaned forward and put his
face in my butt... his tongue worked my hole. It felt so good... it's hard
to put it into words.

My dad stood up and then Joe leaned forward... he smelled my butt for a few
seconds and then pressed his face in deep... his tongue worked my hole like
my father had... only he was doing it harder... he was trying to get it in
deeper... it wasn't as pleasurable as my dad doing it... he was a little
rough but I didn't mind. It was great feeling him back there. He stood up
and reached between my legs... he took hold of my cock and pulled it back
between my legs... it hurt a little... but in a way it felt good too. He
leaned in and sucked the head from behind... that felt incredible... the
pressure on it and his rough tongue sent waves of pleasure through me. I
wiggled on the table from it... it was almost too much for me.

Joe pulled off but didn't let go of my cock. "He loves this," he said as he
pulled harder on my cock. I arched my back and moaned. He let go and
lightly swatted my rump... this guy was driving me crazy. I waited for
whatever came next.  My dad got a jar of Vaseline out and took the lid
off. He got a finger full and smeared it on my butthole... then worked it
in with a finger. I have to say that felt good... all slimy and smooth
against my butt. I stuck my butt out further.  "See... he loves this," said
Joe as he watched. My dad worked a finger into me slowly... it hurt at
first but only a little. It was the Vaseline that made it feel
better... that finger moved in and out slowly. Joe took some Vaseline and
rubbed into my dick and balls... he pulled on me some more making feel
light headed... the waves of pleasure were so intense.

My dad pulled his finger out and Joe moved over... he worked a finger into
me slowly while he stroked my dick. I wavered on the table... wasn't going
to last long with this kind of stimulation. My dad worked some Vaseline
into his dick... he stroked himself roughly as he watched Joe... he stopped
before he came... it wasn't going to take much for him either. He moved his
hand over to Joe's swollen cock and pulled on it... he worked it roughly
and Joe grunted. "You're going to make me cum," he said in a gruff
voice. My dad stopped pulling on Joe's cock and stroked his a
little... only doing it lightly this time.

This was all too much for me... I shuddered violently on the table while
Joe slowly fucked me with his finger and pulled on my greasy cock. I came
so hard it almost hurt... then I was so sensitive I couldn't stand being
touched.  Joe pulled his finger out and let go... I was actually relieved
and moved off the table. "Your turn," said Joe to my dad. My dad
hesitated... he looked at me for a few seconds and then climbed up on the
table on his hands and knees in the same position I had been.

Joe looked at me. "Want to rim your daddy's butt?" he asked. I nodded and
moved up to the table as Joe spread my dad's butt cheeks wide... I could
see the black hair covering his wrinkled hole. The skin was darker in the
crack so hole wasn't pink like mine but a dark brown color.

Again... I wanted to look at it. It was enough at this point to do just
that... look. It was my father on this table with his butt open for us to
see. He was quiet... patiently letting us do this while he waited. His
balls hung down underneath his ass and beyond that his hard dick jutted
out.

In later years of my life I remember back to this and wish I'd had a
digital camera so I could have taken pictures of my dad just so. I would
have wildly... masturbated to pictures like this... as I have wildly
masturbated to the images in my head. To me... my dad was beautiful
naked... I loved his cock and his butt and loved to see him sexually
aroused like he was now.

I leaned in and put my face in his crack... my tongue worked his
hole... and even though I was worn out from what they'd done to me... doing
this made me horny all over again. Joe pushed my hand underneath where I
took a hold of my dad's hard cock. It still had Vaseline on it and was
slippery... I worked his cock while I ate his ass.

My dad shot his load on the towel under him. I felt his ass tighten as he
came... I heard him groan as I milked his cock and the cum ran out of
him. "Ooo... that's hot," whispered Joe next to me. "Young boy gets his
father off... that's really hot."

My father slid off the table... he pulled on his cock a little as he stood
there feeling the last of the powerful orgasm. "Your turn," said my dad in
a husky voice. Joe climbed up on the table. He ran his fingers through a
puddle of my dad's cum and rubbed it into his extremely hard cock.

I looked at his butt and then at his hole as my dad opened up his
cheeks. He was dark there just like my father was. I smelled him up close
and then lapped at his crack... it was so hot doing this. I worked my
tongue against his hole as Joe moaned and pushed back against me.

My dad leaned in on the side and sucked the head of his cock. There was
Vaseline on his cock but my dad didn't seem to care... he sucked that hard
cock anyway. It didn't last all that long... or so it seemed to me. I think
it seemed faster than it was because I was so delirious... so in
lust... that I had no concept of time passing.

Joe couldn't handle much more of that... a guy sucking his cock while his
son ate his ass. Joe shot his load in my dad's mouth and my dad swallowed
all of it. I could feel it... just like I had with my dad... Joe's body
shook with it... his asshole tightened as he came flooding my dad's mouth.

Joe suffered through the sensitive after effects while my dad continued to
suck his cock and I rimming his ass... he shook several times after the
fact. I stopped when my dad did... we both stood up and Joe got down off
the table. He was breathing a little heavy as we cleaned up with the
towels.

The rain had slowed somewhat and Joe put on his wet clothes and left after
saying goodbye. He was going to be around and might stop back if it quit
raining... maybe it would be nice enough to try a little fishing down at
the lake.  That it continued to rain we stayed in the camper. I lay down on
the bed and instantly fell asleep waking up a few hours later next to my
dad. "I didn't think you were every going to wake up," he said with a
smile. "Did that wear you out?"

I nodded as I moved closer to him... up against his side with my arm lying
on his chest. He put his arm around me and pulled me closer... it was nice
like this. "What do you think?" he asked. I shrugged. "I don't know," I
said. "Was it too much?" he asked. "No," I said. "I still can't believe it
all happened... it's like a dream." My dad laughed a little. "So you liked
it?" he asked. I nodded. "Oh yeah," I said. "I loved it... watching you do
that." My dad laughed again. "I wasn't sure at first," he said. "I wasn't
sure you were ready for that."

I took a deep breath and held it... letting it out slowly... I shivered a
little. "I had no idea," I said. "It's like that," said my dad. "You get
into it and then you can't get enough... you want to do that all the time."
"Do you feel that way?" I asked. "Yeah," he said. "It's hard to
resist... gets in your blood. When I saw you in my underwear that first
time... I wanted to do it right then and there... once I knew you were like
that." "I've always thought of you like that," I said. "I remember that
first time in the bathtub... seeing you naked... seeing your great big
cock." My dad laughed again. "It's not great big... it's average," he
said. I shrugged. "It was huge to me," I said. "I couldn't wait to play
with it." "You would have shocked me had you done that," he said. "It had
to happen gradually... over time... start out small and work your way up to
bigger things. I saw you in my underwear and then I noticed you watching me
shower... over time I realized how much I wanted the same thing."

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