We’re hosting Thanksgiving this year and I was not happy. My mom had a loud and large family. The Uncles were yelling at the football game on tv and the Aunts with my mom were laughing and cooking in the kitchen. The little cousins were running around screaming. My twin sisters were in their room doing who knows what. My younger brother was in our room playing video games with some of the older cousins.
Since I was away at college the bedroom really became his. I was only in town for the weekend and couldn’t kick them out of the room. My father who also hates the large group normally gets to hide in his bedroom. Unfortunately, the baby cousins were napping in his bedroom, so, he was trying to enjoy the football game with everyone around. Luckily, for me, there was one place I could go and get some peace and quiet.
We had a small attic space that you could access from the garage. We mostly kept holiday decorations up there. The roof was lower and you could only stand in the middle because the sides sloped down. My dad had brought an old futon bed up there years ago. He would go up there sometimes to read or smoke his cigars. In high school I started spending more and more time up there. I moved all the boxes and bins around to make a wall for privacy. It became my secret place. I enjoyed my alone time.
I grabbed my phone and earbuds along with a sweater and made my way to the attic. Once I shut the garage door it was finally quiet. It was also cold. I made my way up there. My favorite spot was waiting for me. The futon was laid out, normally it was up in the couch position. Now it was down as a bed. There were more pillows and blankets. I wondered if my dad was taking naps up here. There was also a small stand that had a box of tissues on it and a small trash can under it.
As a horny 19 year old, the space looked like a little jack off spot. I used to use an old crusty cum rag that I kept under the futon. The trash can was empty but I could imagine it full of cum covered tissues. I felt the blood rush to my cock and I remembered I haven’t cummed in a few days. It was time to get comfortable and enjoy my alone time.
I laid on the mattress and lowered my joggers. Rubbed my hand through my bushy brown pubes. It’s been awhile since I manscaped. I felt the blood fill my cock, harder, as it grew to it’s full 6.5 length. I thought about the porn I watched a few days ago that made my cock throb. I put my ear buds in and opened my phone. I found the porn I was looking for and got to jacking my cock.
There is nothing hotter than watching a guy’s dick flop around while he’s riding a big guy’s hard cock. I was really getting into it. I didn’t want to cum so fast so I released my cock and looked away from my phone. I found my dad standing there watching me.
“Oh shit!” I shouted pulling up my pants.
“Sorry” my dad said to me as he turned and tried to leave.
He ran into a stack of plastic bins. They fell over. My dad tried to catch them, but he could only hold onto one, but the other two fell on him. They weren’t heavy because they are the ones that had my mom’s Thanksgiving decorations. My dad tripped over them and fell. I would have thought it was funny if I wasn’t sitting there with a raging hard on.
My dad kept saying sorry as he was getting up. He was wearing light gray pajama pants and a gray and blue striped sweater. As he got up I noticed a very large bulge in his pants. I think he was hard. Did he get that boner from watching me? How long was he standing there? I was feeling embarrassed but now looking at his crotch I was feeling horny again.
“It’s cool, I was just looking for a little peace and quiet.” I told him.
“Yeah, that’s what I was looking for too.” He said back to me. Did he mean a quiet place to jack off or a place to get away from the family. He was stacking up the bins and at the same time tried to turn his waist away from me so I couldn’t see his boner. It wasn’t working. “Well, I’ll leave you to it.” He said to me.
“No, it’s fine. You can hang up here with me if you still want a break from the family.”
“You sure? Um, you looked busy”
“Ha-ha. Yeah, it can wait.” I said laughing. I moved the pillows against the wall and patted the spot next to me. He walked over to me. He had his hands over his bulge. When he sat down I said “Were you planning on getting busy up here too?” I asked not sure where this
confidence was coming from. We were never in a situation like this before and I kind of liked it.
“Ha-ha, well, since you’ve been away at college I’ve been coming up here for some peace and quiet.” He looked down at his hands covering his crotch.
One thing I didn’t mention was that the porn I was watching was father/son porn. That shit turned me on. I never in a million years thought my dad would be into it. But with him sitting next to me I thought maybe I was wrong. How long was he watching me before I noticed him?
I reached over and grabbed the box of tissues. I felt something heavy in it. I reached my hand in the half full box and found a bottle. I pulled it out. It was a travel size bottle of clear liquid. “What’s this?” I turned to him and asked.
“Um, oh yeah, this is the only place I get privacy.” He said as I put the lube back in the box.
“Yeah, try having to share a room with David?”
“Yeah, I bet your brother loves having the room to himself now. I wanted to turn this space up here into a room or office but your mother said it was a waste of money.”
“That would have been cool, but I made it work.”
“Yeah, it works well enough for me too” My dad said smiling.
“Unless we both want to use the room at the same time.” I said looking in my dad’s eyes.
“I’m sure there is a way we can put up another wall with all these bins.”
“Yeah, we could do that but you’ll have to put on your headphones if we are both up here at the same time”
“Why would I need to do that?” He asked before he realized what I was saying. “Oh yeah that. I remember hearing you on the stairs a few months ago before you left for college.”
“Shit, Really?”
“Yeah, you were much quieter this time. I didn’t even know you were up here.”
“I was just starting.” I said laughing.
My dad and I were sitting on the mattress just joking around. I didn’t realize I still had a raging boner in my pants. I looked over and noticed my dad did too. I also noticed a wet spot, right there on his crotch. My dad saw what I was looking at and laughed.
“I know you were here first, but, it is my house.” He said looking at me.
“I’m not leaving so what are you going to do?” I said challenging him.
What he did surprised me. I didn’t think he had it in him. He grabbed his waistband, pulled it down exposing his hard cock and big balls.
Shit Dad! I thought to myself. Was he trying to freak me out? Did he think this would get me to leave? Was he trying to show his dominance? I decided to fight fire with fire and pulled my own hard cock and balls out.
“Damn.” My dad said quietly.
We both just sat there with our dicks out. We didn’t say anything for a while. He was looking at my dick and I was looking at his. We haven’t seen each other naked in a very long time and never hard.
Our dicks were the same length and girth. His cock was a few shades darker. He had dark hair covering his balls and crotch. My pubes were lighter and more trimmed. My balls were also smooth. My ball sack held tightly to my body while his hanged loose.
If my dad thought his first move would get me to leave, he was wrong. I wonder what he would think about my next move. I grabbed the base of my cock and held it firmly in my grip. I shook it a few times then I looked up at my dad. He was watching me. I watched him move his hand to his cock and copied my move. But then he gave it a few strokes.
My cock needed to feel that too. So, I ran my fist along my shaft a few times. It felt good and sent a shiver through my body. My dad had stopped stroking and just held his cock. I wasn’t going to stroke my cock if he wasn’t going to. So, I released my cock and I watched it pulsate a few times.
“Damn.” My dad said again this time at a normal voice. “So, are we gonna do this?” he asked looking in my eyes.
My mouth was dry and I couldn’t get any words out. I just shook my head yes. He started stroking his cock long and slow. I grabbed my cock with my right hand and with my left, I ran my finger over my cockhead rubbing my precum around. I loved when I leaked a lot and it ran down my cock just under my mushroom head. I turned back and watched my dad’s slow strokes. He stopped stroking and turned. I thought he was getting up. I worried playing with my precum
might have been too much for him.
My dad grabbed the box of tissues and put it right between us. He reached his hand in the box and pulled out the small bottle of lube. I couldn’t look away. He opened the small bottle and poured some of the clear liquid into his hand. My dad coated his cock, soon his cock was shiny with the oily liquid. Then, while he stroked his cock. He poured more over his cock and fist. His cock was covered in the slippery substance.
I never really used lube because of the extra cleanup afterwards. But it looked good. Before I knew it, my dad reached over and put the bottle over my cock and poured some out while I stroked myself. Soon, my hand was sliding over my cock with ease. It felt so good.
We continued jacking off next to each other. It was hot watching someone else’s techniques. It was hotter that it was my dad. He was letting out small grunts while I moaned along to the sounds he was making.
“Have you ever had a buddy jack you off before?” He asked out of nowhere.
“Uh-uh” I said feeling my cock throb in my fist. He didn’t say anything back so I asked “You?”
“Yeah.” He said with a single word.
“Cool.” I answered back. I wanted to reach out and grab his cock. I watched as his hand went up and down his shaft. He would twist his fist around his cockhead before his downward stroke, then he would do it all over again, over and over. I had to close my eyes. The stimulation was too much.
With my eyes closed, I pictured rubbing my hand along his hard greased cock, feeling his thickness and length in my hand. As I was stroking my cock I felt my dad’s hand push mine away and replaced with his. I was afraid to open my eyes, thinking he would stop. I leaned back and let him play with my cock. His hand was stronger and bigger than mine and he felt so good.
I was rocking into his fist, trying to keep my moans down. It wasn’t working. I loved that my dad was making me feel so good. I could just sit there and let all the feelings run through my body without doing a thing.
“It’s ok, don’t be quiet, nobody can hear us up here.”
“Oh Fuck!” I said opening my eyes.
“I know you need to cum, its ok, let it blast son!”
I was ready to cum. I knew I wasn’t going to last much longer. I didn’t want this moment to end. I had no idea if this was a one-time thing. I wanted to remember it and I didn’t want any regrets. I reached over and grabbed my dad’s hard cock.
He didn’t say anything, he just scooted closer to me. Our bodies pressed next to each other. Our arms crossed from one another as we stroked each other’s cock. There was no going slow, now. We hammered each other’s cock, ready to cum.
My dad’s cock felt good in my hand. Although we were about the same size, he felt bigger and fuller. I felt the heat and his thick veins in my hand as I ran it up and down his shaft. The friction on my cock felt so good and the feel of his cock in my hand caused my orgasm to build.
“Oh god, oh boy.” I moaned.
“Go ahead, I’m right there with you!” My dad said to me.
“Oh god dad, here it comes, dad…don’t stop!” I screamed. “OH MY GOD!” I shouted as my orgasm rocked through my body. I shook and rocked my hips, fucking into my dad’s hand and I felt my cum blast out of my cock. Over and over, jets of my cum landed on my stomach and chest. “Yes!” I said as my load covered me.
I don’t know how I was able to keep stroking my dad as I had my full body orgasm but I did. I was just barely coming down from my orgasm when I heard my dad shout my name and said “Fuck… Yeah!”
I watched as my dad’s cockhead swelled in my fist. His piss hole opened up and I watched as jets of his cum shot out. His load was thick and white and I could feel it as it blasted from his shaft in my hand. It covered his chest and looked good on his tan skin.
“Fuck, what a load.” My dad said, not sure if he was talking about mine or his. “God, I needed that.” His hand released my cock and he leaned back and closed his eyes. He was panting. I kept stroking his cock and watched as the rest of his load leaked out.
I leaned back and just watched his chest rise and fall. His load slowly dripped down his chest. My milky load ran down my stomach and collected around my big bush. My dad sat up and said we better clean up and head back down stairs before people wondered where we were.
We didn’t say anything as we cleaned cum off our bodies and tossed the tissues in the trash can. We dressed in silence as we headed for the stairs. My dad asked. “Do you wanna come back up here after dinner, so we can hang out alone together?”
“I would love that.”
“Good, I was hoping you’d say that.” He said as he gave me a side hug and kissed my head.
Thanksgiving dinner was delicious. I don’t know why but I was very hungry. The crowded dinner table didn’t bother me because I knew that soon I would be back upstairs with my dad. Just the two of us, alone together.
