The mood in the trailer was cozy as I sat in bed beside dad. We were resting against the headboard with a bowl of popcorn in my lap. Dad had his arm draped over my shoulder and I was holding onto his wrist with both hands while we watched Vera on Britbox. It's my stepmom's favorite show. She was sitting on the other side of my dad, casually resting her head on his shoulder while she kept her eyes glued to the screen.
I usually sleep on the couch since there's only one bedroom in the trailer. But the wind was howling and we'd lost power, so dad fired up the generator and we holed up in the room together to watch TV until the lights came back on. Dad planted a kiss on the side of my head and asked, “You comfy, son?”
“Yeah,” I said, my voice a bit husky as sensual feelings gripped my body. In the pouch of my undies, my erection was at full mast, its mighty four inches leaking precum in my patch of pubes while my asshole throbbed and sizzled with need.
“How about you, hun?” dad asked, and my stepmom Gina nodded with a smile. Then she reached over and ran her fingers through my hair.
“It looks like someone's soaking up his daddy's affection today,” she noted with a warm inflection, and I blushed deeply. Then with a smile in her voice, she said, “You two have been so close lately.”
“That's 'cuz I love my boy,” dad said with a casual tone, then he kissed the top of my head.
“I love you too, dad,” I cooed, nuzzling my cheek against his forearm.
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Of course, Gina was right. Dad and I had been a lot closer lately. Knowing how much of a daddy's boy I've always been, I knew it wasn't much of a surprise for her to see me following him around like a lost puppy dog. But I'd asserted some of my independence over the last year as I came into my own as a bottom-slut. My urge to proceed unimpeded meant I needed to create some distance between my parents and me. But for the past couple weeks, dad's been fucking me and I've felt closer to him than I ever thought possible.
So when I followed dad out to the shed to fetch the generator, he knew what I was looking for. My ass was lubed up and my little boner was drooling with precum. When I gave him a suggestive but needy glance, he nodded in acknowledgement. Then he took my sweats down and mounted me from behind while I held onto the large wooden crate in the corner of the shed.
It was nothing but a pump and dump to be sure. He was just home from work, still dressed in his shipyard attire and work boots. My face lit up when I heard his car pull up to the trailer, and it was all I could do to prevent myself from running out the door to throw my arms around him. Instead, I dutifully fetched him a cold beer while he took an afterwork piss in the bathroom.
But I digress.
With my hands pressed against the top of the crate, I arched my back and presented my bare butt for him to fuck. And fuck it he did. He grabbed my waist tight, his fingertips digging into my pelvic bone, and slid into my easy access slit. I quietly hissed when he entered me, loving the sensation of his cock spreading me open. Then his grip tightened some more and he started to thrust. My hard as steel dick began to pulse with every inward stroke he fed me. A long strand of precum broke off the tip, landing on the dust covered floor of dad's shed. Dad's prick felt like a machine in my ass, delivering rhythmic thrusts that caused my breathing to deepen while pleasure coursed through my 19 year old body.
About 90 seconds after he slid his magic wand up my butt, dad pulled out and started to stroke it. Taking this as my cue, I knelt in front of him and opened my mouth. I watched his eyes flutter and his brow knot, then he reached down with his free hand and pulled my face close to the crown. As soon as my cheek made contact with his tip, a hot shot of cum glanced off my skin. Then a second rope hit my forehead and ran down the bridge of my nose and into my eyebrows. I anxiously trapped the head in my mouth and was treated to the last of his emission, a shot of cum that poured onto my tongue like water.
I smiled up at him and swallowed while I still had my lips wrapped around his prick. I washed the head around in my mouth until he commanded me to relinquish it. With that, I spent a luscious afterglow on my knees, scraping the cooling strands of cum from my face and sucking it from my fingers while my little dick stood at attention and drooled with precum.
Finally, dad helped me up and I hiked my pants. Then we got the generator out and hooked it up to the connection at the end of the trailer. Before we went inside, dad “accidentally” splashed me with gas. I thought he was trying to cover the smell of cum and the aroma of my gaping, satisfied asshole. But it turns out he had something else in mind.
When we got inside, he told me to hit the shower and he'd get me some clean clothes. Doing as I was told, I hopped in and started to wash my hair when dad brought my clothes into the bathroom. Then, much to my delight, he got in with me and took over. I gasped excitedly when I realized what he was doing, and stood to the side to give him room.
Dad grabbed the shampoo and gently massaged more into my hair, just like he used to do when I was little and still took baths. He instructed me to turn my back to him so he didn't get soap in my eyes, then he treated me to a luscious scalp massage while my body burned with carnal delight. He steered my shoulders so I was under the spray, then he took charge again.
“Tilt your head back, babe,” he urged me. I let my head fall backwards and he used his big fingers to comb the suds and water out of my hair.
When my hair was rinsed, he used the bar of soap to wash me. He started at my face, affectionately washing it with his fingers using gentle, circular motions. Next, he moved to my neck and shoulders, then down to my torso. His sudsy hands ran over my chest, taking delicious swipes at my nipples with his palms as he did so. Then he washed my tummy with a loving touch, giving my ribcage gentle care while his fingers glided over them. Then, with a playful smile, he tickled my midsection and I squirmed a little.
When he washed my back, I felt my anus starting to bloom for him. He'd just fucked me there, but I was already back in the mood. Dad's touch against my bare skin felt electric, especially as he washed my lower back and ran his hands over my plump buns. Instinctively, I reached back and spread my buns for him, wanting him to take a good look at my high traffic asshole and see the condition he'd left it in. Dad saw me gazing over my shoulder at him with aroused eyes and gave me a wink, then he washed my crevice with clinical precision. I felt him use three fingers to rub up and down the span of my oval shaped anal opening and wondered if he was taking note of its high-mileage condition.
While dad was washing my ass crack, he matter-of-factly reached around and washed my pubic bush and my erect dick. He didn't spend a lot of time there, or on my scrotal sack, which was pulled tight to my body. He gave my taint some extra attention, then he moved back to my anus and his middle finger slid deep inside. I cooed through a long exhale, loving how it felt to have dad's long digit inside me. He studied my expression as he moved it back and forth, then he gave it a few twists from side to side and my toes curled.
Finally, he withdrew his digit and held my ass cheeks in place, allowing the water from the shower head to run through its valley and rinse the suds away. Before he let my crevice close, he kissed the nape of my neck and I felt my dick and anus sizzle at the same time.
After that, he washed my legs and feet without a lot of fanfare before telling me, “Stand under the hot water, babe. I don't want you getting cold while I soap myself up.”
I watched with aroused eyes as dad washed his sexy body. He shampooed his hair, then lathered himself from head to tow. As I watched him soaping up his furry mane and letting the suds run down his body, there was a fire burning in my anus that only he could put out. Frustratingly enough, he seemed completely unaware of this fact and carried on as if nothing were out of the ordinary. I moved out of the way so he could rinse off while I dared myself to make a move and initiate sex with him. But before I could, he called out, “Honey, can you bring us a towel?”
Moments later, my stepmom entered the bathroom and set a large towel on the toilet lid and the mood was killed.
Dad dried off first, using the towel to wick the water from his hair and upper body, then his legs. When he was dry, he matter-of-factly dried me off. I was a little frustrated because he spent a little extra time running the towel up and down my ass crack, making me think he might be prepping me for a fuck. But then he handed me a pair of tighty whities to put on while he stepped into a clean pair of boxer briefs. I smiled a little when I saw he grabbed us both white teeshirts to wear, then we went to the table and ate supper while my rear end overflowed with desire.
After dinner, dad went outside and topped up the generator with gas while Gina shut the lights off in the living room and kitchen. We all piled into the bed and dad took me in with a hug while my stepmom watched TV, completely oblivious to my horny condition. Eventually, I fell asleep tucked into dad's side.
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When I started to come around, the volume was lowered on the TV and dad was talking to Gina.
“Is something wrong?” she asked with a hint of concern in her voice. “He's been so clingy lately.”
“He's had a lot on his mind,” he said, his hand running up and down my back. “It's nothing bad, but he's not sure how to talk about it with anyone but me. He's been wanting to talk to you about it, but he might not be ready.”
“What is it, babe?” she asked, her tone conveying a little more alarm this time.
“It's something he wants to tell you about himself,” dad remarked, and I nuzzled my head against his chest and nodded with my eyes still closed. Dad kissed me on top of the head, then he used the forefinger on his free hand to gently lift my forearm so that my wrist dangled limply. I felt my stepmom's fingers caress my limp wrist and wondered if I was out of the closet to her. “He's planning to tell Kelly and Gary, too. But I think he's just worried about how everyone's gonna react.”
I felt Gina petting my face, then she said, “I hope he doesn't think anything would change here at home.”
I knew she was talking to me more than dad, and I blinked as I started opening my eyes.
“You up, buddy?” dad asked me while I let out a yawn.
“Kinda,” I said at the tail end of my yawn. “Did the lights come back on?”
“Not yet, babe,” he said, then he tightened his hold around my shoulder. “We're about to turn the lights off and hit the hay.”
“Do you want me to go lay on the couch?” I said, preparing to be kicked out of dad and Gina's bed.
“Why don't you camp out with us tonight?” dad suggested, and I felt my asshole tremble. “Daddy wants to love on you. We'll get back to normal tomorrow, okay?”
Dad kissed me on the cheek and Gina ran her fingertips through my hair, then she turned the lamp off and the only light in the room was from the TV. She and dad fluffed their pillows and laid down, so I laid my head on dad's chest and got comfy. As soon as I snuggled into dad's embrace, his hand slid down my back and into the seat of my undies. Without taking his eyes off the TV, he slipped his middle finger up my moist ass and I sighed with relief.
