Date: Wed, 30 Jul 2003 19:54:47 EDT
From: Slade428@aol.com
Subject: Dad and Son Camping Trip - Chapter 1

	This story contains sex between men and minors, and between
male. If this offends you, or you are under the age of 18, this is not for
you. This story is fictional. All comments are welcome at Slade428@aol.com


	My name's Dylan. I'm 17 years old, of italian descent, black hair,
blue eyes, with a tan, muscular body, with dark hair in between my pecs and
on my navel, going down to my thick bush. I'm 5'7'', and I'm on my high
school's gymnastics team. My father's name is Frank. He too is of italian
descent, with black hair and blue eyes, 6' 1'', with a tan, muscular body,
though he now had a slight gut from beer. He had dark hair covering his
chest and stomach, leading down into his pants. He's 44 years old.
	It all began on our father-son camping trip. We had been driving
for a few hours, and suddenly my dad declared, "I gotta take a piss." We
pulled up to one of the public rest stations that are often on the side of
the highway. I also really had to piss, so I stepped out of the white
Expedition too.
	He walked with a slight swagger into the restroom, somewhat faster
than I, so he reached in about fifteen seconds before I did. The only way
to really describe my dad is that he's a man's man. He is the epitome of
the straight american male. You can see it in the way he walks, talks, and
even how he pisses.
	As I entered the restroom, there was a long, trough like urinal,
often like what you see in football stadiums. It was completely occupied by
five men, one of which was my dad. He stood closest to me, near the
door. As I looked, I was very surprised to see I had a perfect view of his
cock. It was long, about 4 inches soft, with black pubic hair poking out of
the opening in his jeans.
	I had only seen my dad's dick when I was little, when he used to
take showers with me, when I was too young to take them by myself. I always
remembered it was being huge, that it must hang down to his knees, but of
course, I was three or four, so my sense of length was slightly off.
	I continued walking, and I realized I could see every single man's
cock, due to the lack of barrier between the urinals. I quickly grew a
woodie in my tight jeans, so I hurried to one of the stalls, where I let it
grow soft again, pissed, and left the restroom, chasing after my dad.
	We drove for another few hours, until we reached the campsite. I
needed to jerk off badly, I had porn on the brain. I couldn't stop thinking
about my dad's cock, and I kept glancing over at his crotch.
	As we set up the tent, I realized that we weren't going to have any
privacy. I knew that he wouldn't let me go hiking on my own, so no chance
of pounding my pud there, and I knew if I took a long time taking a piss in
the woods, he'd come looking for me, so no chance there either.
	Suddenly, as though he had been reading my mind, my dad said,
"Well, we're not going to have much privacy, and I saw that you had a boner
all the way here, and since we're both men, you can just jerk off when we
get in the tent. I've been wantin' too myself."
	I was shocked, but extremely pleased. Since my dad seemed to have
that whole 'comforable will his masculinity, jerked off with buddies in
high school' feel, I decided to relax and open up. I decided to use the
fact that he thought I was dating a friend of mine from school, Sara, to my
advantage.
	"Yeah, I havn't blown a load in a couple days, since Sara's been
out of town and all." My dad roared in happiness with that, clapped me on
the back, and said, "That's my boy! I was fuckin' at your age too! Damn,
like father like son!" I found this extremely funny, since Sara is a
lesbian.
	I laughed, and continued to set up the tent. While I was doing
this, I notice that the bulge in my father's jeans had grown
considerably. Could my dad have a boner? I threw the thought out of my
mind. My dad couldn't possibly getting a boner thinking about his son
having sex, unless there are some things dad hasn't told me..javascript://;
	Later that night, as we stripped down, my dad flicked on the light
hung by one of the loops of the tent. "So, we still on for our little wank
fest?" He said with a chuckle.
	"Hell yeah!" I said enthusiasticaly, eager at the prospect of
seeing my dad's cock hard.
	He laughed, and with that, he shucked his briefs off, and out
flopped a five inch soft cock, with two lemon sized, low hanging balls
underneath it, which looked like two meatballs underneath an italian
sausage. His balls were cover with a black fuzz, and he had an extremely
thick black bush, which spread from his cock all the way to his thighs, and
I could see hair poking out from under his balls, suggesting he had a hairy
asshole too.
	"Holy shit!" I exclaimed. "Yep," He said, "this is the cock that
made you. Pretty impressive, huh?" I nodded, swallowing.
	I wanted so badly to suck his cock, eat out his ass, anything, but
I thought that all I would get to do was see him jerk off, not a bad
prospect in itself.
	"Yep," He continued, "hardly anyone can resist this meat, girls or
guys alike." I nodded at this, and then it hit me.
	"Wait a minute... guys?" He nodded. "Yep," He said, "I've fooled
around with plenty of guys in my life. I mean, a hole's a hole, right?" I
nodded slowly. "Yeah," He continued, "I'm bisexual. Have been since high
school, and judging how much you are like me, (which was true, I was very
much like him, more than just in looks) you're bisexual too, ain't ya?"
	I was shocked. "Well... yeah.. you kinda hit the nail on the
head..." I stammered.
	"Fuck, boy, let's worry about all that later, and just jerk off
right now!" He said, and reached over, pulling my boxers down, freeing my 7
inch boner. My dick and balls were just like his, only slightly smaller,
slightly less hairy. Black fuzz covered my balls, and I had a thicker bush
than most guys at the gym, from what I'd seen in the showers.
	"Hot damn! Look atcha, you're growin' up to be just like you're
hairy old man, aren't ya!" He laughed, gave my cock a tug, and began to
masturbate his cock to life, where it grew to it's intimidating 8
inches. It was about seven inches thick around, and covered with thick
veins.
	I began to beat off too, mesmerized by how his heavy balls flopped
up in down with each stroke he gave his immense cock. His cock was running
streams of precum now, lubricating his hand. He stuck one of the fingers of
his free hand in his mouth, reached under his heavy nuts, and stuck his
thick finger into his asshole. He grinned at me as he did this.
	"Aint'cha ever stuck your finger up your butt while you jerked
off?" I nodded. "Yep, feels good, almost as good as a cock up your ass, but
you can control this one."
	I almost toppled over at this statement, and stopped wanking for a
moment. "You've been fucked up the ass?" I asked in astonishment.
	"Fuck boy, havn't you been listening? I said I was bisexual! I've
been fucked up the ass almost as many times as I've fucked other hairy
assholes!"
	I secretly was extremely happy to hear this, and resumed stroking
my meat, watching as he pushed his finger in and out of his hot hole.
	"You know..." He said, much more quietly than I had ever heard him
say anything, "I've been noticin' you for some time, the same way I can
tell you've been thinkin' of me." He gave me an enigmatic look.
	Faking ignorance, I said, "What way do you mean dad?"
	He chuckled quietly. "I mean you've been acting like you want to
get fucked by me. To tell you the truth, I've been thinkin' about the same
thing to you." He looked at me with a face I'd never really seen from him
before. He looked uncertain, and, somewhat afraid of rejection. "Whaddya
say to that, kiddo?"
	I looked him, deep into his eyes, which I now realized I found
quite beautiful. With all sincerity, I said, "Dad, I'd love nothing more
than for you to fuck me."
	He grinned, gave me a big bear hug that just about broke my ribs,
backed off, and then had a very serious expression on his face. He came in
close, and we kissed. We pressed against each other, grinding our cocks
together. I felt his tongue searching around in my mouth, playing with my
own. We broke the kiss, and I pushed him onto his back on the sleeping
bags.
	I began on his chest, sucking and biting at his nipples, while he
moaned in pleasure. I moved down, biting at the dark hair that coated his
chest, moving down to his stomach, until I reached his bush. I pushed my
nose and mouth into it, inhaling deeply, breathing in his musk. I grabbed
his cock, and ran my tongue up and down the shaft, until I took the entire
thing in my mouth.
	All 8 inches in my throat, my nose was once again pressed against
his pubic hair, where sweat had begun to gather. I pumped my head back and
forth on his swollen cock, and I began to churn his hairy balls in my hand.
	"I'm about to cum!" He said, pushing me off his cock. He sat for a
moment, allowing the feeling to pass. "Not yet, I want this to last
longer." He said.
	"Get on your hands and knees." I said. He obeyed, sticking his ass
in my face. I spread his cheeks, and I stared straight at hot, puckered,
hairy asshole. I buried my face in it, running my tongue up and down his
hairy covered crack. I pushed my tongue inside his steamy hole, and he
moaned, writhed, pushing his butt further into my face.
	I pulled out, turned him around, and kissed him hard, letting him
taste his ass on my mouth. I pulled him close, and whispered in his ear, "I
want you inside me."
	He lowered me to my back, spit some on his cock, put the tip to my
hairy asshole, and pushed in. I felt his balls and pubic hair press against
my ass. He stayed there for a moment, letting me adjust.
	He began humping me, pumping in and out, slowly picking up speed,
sweat dripping from his pecs and stomach. He put one hand on my shoulder to
support himself, and with the other hand he began to jerk me off in rhythm
to his pumping.
	He began to pick up speed, his hips made slapping noises as his
flesh hit mine. He began to moan progressively with each
slap. ."uh..ugh.ugh..ugh. fuck yeah. fuck yeah! Fuck yeah!"
	His yells were turning me on, and I was about to cum. I sensed by
how he was moving, so was he. "Fuck yeah! Fuck yeah! I'm cumming! I'm
cumming!!!!"
	I felt his warm juice shoot deep up inside of me, one, two, six
times. As he began to cum, I shot all over my chest and face. My dad
collapsed on my in a sweaty heap. His dick began to soften, and popped out
of me. We fell asleep like that, our sweat and cum mingling on each other's
bodies.

To be continued...?