Campfire stories
An: I've seem to be getting pretty positive feedback from this particular tale. Here's a glance into Micah and his father's camping trip. I hope you enjoy as much I did writing it.
“Hey, Micah!” My dad yelled out from the bathroom. (The weather wasnt too pleasant the first few days) “grab me a towl will ya?” I made my way over the small closet and pulled out a thick, fluffy towel. I brought it to my dad who thanked me and proceeded to get out. ( I mean, he gave me a killer handjob on the drive up, so its only natural for him to be openly comfortable with being naked in front of me. Besides, he was half chubbed and it made me flare with dirty thoughts.) He towled himself off, making sure to take real good care in drying his eggs and sausage. He wrapped it around his waist and sauntered into the bedroom. “Can I get a little privacy, please?” My dad said chuckling as I was openly looking at the stud of a man my dad was. And I was proud knowing he was all mine for the next 2 weeks.
I left him to get dressed and I thought it would be a great idea to have a fire outside this evening. I was dying to try the pot brownie that I was gifted. I really wanted to be blasted out of this world. Nothing beats a roaring fire and being blazed. It enhances the experience ten-fold. I went outside and started to prepare the pit. I wanted to have a nice, relaxing eving with my dad. I know he wanted to spend as much quality time as he could before I jettisoned myself away. I put on some comfy sweatpants and a shirt that showed off my lower stomach, exposing my navel and hair that lead straight to the plump gift between my legs.
I ate half the brownie, and boy, it tasted SKUNKY. I quickly ate it and now I had to wait for it to kick in. I went to go check on dad, but he was just opening the door when I looked. I swore he was going commando. ( not an issue for me.) His khaki shorts looked extra good on him. He joined me outside and took a seat across the fire pit so I could see directly at his crotch. He expertly started the fire and we settled in for a nice evening. It was not even 45 min before I felt the tell-tale signs of the high slowly creeping in. I was excited, my body was all tingly. I was hoping for another exciting encounter.
“You have a boyfriend?” Dad asked bluntly. I said no. “Hmm, handsome kid like yourself?” He asked as he adjusted himself. It was so hot. “I know you're going away in a few weeks, I wanted to make sure you were practicing safe sex.” I turned bright red, even the weed wasn't helping with my embarrassment. (Having the talk with your dad, even after getting a handjob from him, is awkward.) “Micah, look, I've been around when I was your age. I had plenty of partners, I wish looking back that I was safer than I was. Im lucky I didn't catch anything serious.” My dad was serious. He wanted me to be smart with my sexual choices. He wasn't dad of the year, but he clearly cares. “I have plenty of stories of your old man fucking.” I asked him to tell me. “I suppose. It'll help you not make the same choices I did, by the way, I can see that you're clearly stoned.” I was. I couldn't believe the experience this was giving me. The brownie was stronger than I anticipated. My dad's eyes shone brightly in the firelight. He looked so handsome. The weed was really lowering my inhibitions.
“So, I was around your age, maybe a year or two older. I was just settling in at my dorm. I unpacked and was getting my bed made when my new roommate walked in. He was really thin, shaggy, black hair. He introduced himself as Allen, he said I could call him Al.” My dad went into some more details about how that night he jerked off to his sleeping roomate. “It slowly progressed more and more. I was dating the soccer team coach, but she wasn't the most open to what I wanted to try sexually. She was vanilla. Nothing too freaky. She didn't suck my cock or touch it. But, her pussy was the best thing I've ever had sunk my cock into, at that time I wasnt using a condom, and she was not happy when qe almost had a scare. She ended things pretty soon after and I was heartbroken for months.”
My dad finished his story and at thay point, I was gone. My eyes firmly were planted on my dads crotch. “You wanna hear more?” He asked me. I nodded. “Al was a little cock tease. He slept naked and would always pop a theobbing boner when he slept. I swore I could hear it humming from across the room. Well, it came to a point where I couldn't take it. I snuck over to his bed and I jerked him off. I probably spent 2 hours stroking him. He never woke up, or he was in running for the Oscars. He finally let out a glorious ejaculation. Now, that woke him up. He grabbed my head and next thing I knew, the last 3 strong blasts were brusing the back of my throat. I lost my virginity that night, too.” I was raging hard. I had my cock out and my dad watched me with hunger as I tried my best to jerk my dick. I was so high. My head was spinning. It was like time was going fast, but I could see things in slow motion. My balls were electric. My whole penis exploded in a million fireworks. I groaned loudly. My dick spitting out precum, it was cloudy and almost was my tremendous load. I let my cock go and it reacted violently. “My, my, looks like you got yourself a real problem, champ.” He unzipped his shorts and out flopped his dick. His balls were beautiful. His dick was nice and hard. It was glistening in the fire glow.
“Micah, you suck dick?” My dad growled at me and winked. “I know you are baked. Your eyes are deep red.” He stood up, his dick bouncing as he walked around and over to me. I turned my head and was greeted with my dad's stiff cock. I opened my mouth and in slid my dad. “Oh son, you feel great” my dad groaned out as I started to bob my head. The saliva helped with my dry mouth. Soon dad's cock was dripping in spit and precum. The strong taste of his pre made me suck him harder.
“FFFFUUUUUCCKKKKKKK” dad screamed as he bucked his hips, his cock straining and releasing a flood of cum into my stomach. I swallowed and popped out hit cock. I stroked his still hard penis for a bit before my dad wanted to get his hands on my own erection. “I definitely recommend mutual masturbation if you do decide to become sexually active, let me show tou some techniques”. He proceeded to slow his pace and he then took a finger and traced my head. It felt incredible. It was a soft, tickle. Nothing too intense. He did that while he licked his lips. “This will drive anyone wild” he then palmed my length. Rolling it between his palms like trying to start a fire. It sent shocks over my body. Dad teased and played with me while I stared stupidly down at my rock hard cock.
Dad grabbed my balls and stroked me to a mind blowing ejaculation. I almost passed out. My vision went black as the orgasm peaked and started. I lost count of the powerful shots. Dad said it was easily over 12. My body convulsed and I spazamed out for a good while letting my dick settle. He let it fall and it swung between my legs sending drops of liquid flying. “You had some hot cum, your dick is very strong. You had great contractions as you ejaculated. I bet it felt great.” My dad was obviously proud. I put my dick away and we finished our bonfire and roasted some marshmallows. It was getting late, so we went into the cabin to get ready for bed. (Veishing teeth mostly). We went out to the tent and got in. There was enough for 2 people to barely lay flat comfortably. We got as comfortable as we could and soon I heard my dad snore. I drifted off listening to him, but I swore I felt my dad grinding himself into my twink ass. I pushed into him and he groaned, rolled over and was out. I followed in his footsteps and fell asleep quickly soon after. I hope when we wake up, dad helps with my morning wood.
