Date: Tue, 4 Jun 2002 09:25:41 -0400 (EDT) From: Rob Andresen Subject: Road Trip with Dad - 2 We woke up together as Dad knocked on the bedroom door. "Time to get up boys. Breakfast is ready!" Davy and I groaned an acknowledgment and heard Dad walk away. We kissed tenderly and woke up. As we dressed we kept touching one another, stealing an occasional kiss before heading downstairs. Dad was in the kitchen wearing boxers and a tank top, steam rising from a pan on the stove. "I've got eggs and bacon here, boys. There's toast in the toaster and we've got grapefruit halves if you want." He scooped a healthy portion onto the plates and then poured glasses of orange juice for us. Davy and I sat down and began eating hungrily. Dad chuckled as he dug into his own plate. We sat in companionable silence for a few minutes finishing up our breakfasts before Dad wiped his mouth and faced us head on. "We need to talk, boys." I felt a cold shock slide up my spine. Had he seen Davy and me last night? Was he about to confront us with what he had seen? "As you no doubt know, your Mom and I have been having problems of late. She's decided that it's time for her to move in a different direction and for us to get a divorce. "Now whether it's right or wrong, your Mom has decided that she wants to sell the house and since it's in her name, there's nothing we can do about that. She also doesn't want to have you with her right now so it's just the three of us guys from now on. "Now I don't know quite what's going to happen but I think it's best for us if we move away from here. I know you've got friends and all, but there's no work for me here and your Uncle Paul has offered us the chance to stay with him in Phoenix until things get settled. So what do you think?" We were a little overwhelmed by the situation and Davy said so. "Geez, Dad. What are we supposed to think? I mean, this is kinda fast, isn't it?" "Well, son, it's not all that fast. This has been building for quite a while but your Mom made her decision last night and she wants us out of here by the end of the week." "The end of the week, Dad? How can we do that?" "Well, Tommy, we'll have to take just the stuff that we think is important and we'll get the rest when we get settled. Think of it this way, here's a chance to start over again and maybe set things the way we want them." I knew my Dad was putting on a good face but I had to agree with him. There wasn't much that we really needed, especially if we could start over at Uncle Paul's. And Phoenix would be exciting! "So when would we move, Dad?" "When we're packed and ready. There's not much we need to do. I've already rented a trailer for our stuff so it's just a matter of getting organized." Davy and I looked at one another and grinned. We had to say goodbye to a few friends, but this would be a great adventure and we'd be sharing it with Dad! And so we got ready. Packing took a lot less time than we thought. There were clothes, some games, our computer, and a tv and dvd player but that was about it. We didn't need our beds or any other furniture. Dad brought along some pictures and videos, a couple of statues that were important to him, and his wedding album. I don't know quite why he brought that. So we packed the trailer and headed off for Phoenix the very next day. It was exciting to be on the road with Dad. Davy and I shared the back seat of the Tahoe and Dad seemed to shine as the captain of our little land yacht. We joked and laughed and told stories for the first few hours, generally having fun. Davy and I stole occasional caresses as we moved around in the seat but we knew there wouldn't be a chance for much else. It got to be kinda late and Dad told us that he would be driving through to the morning since there wasn't really much open along this stretch of the interstate. Davy and I pulled a blanket out from the back and settled down in the bench seat, snuggled against one another. We fell asleep pretty quickly, the hum from the road soothing us to rest. I woke up some hours later and realized that Davy and I had laid down on the seat and were holding one another. He was sleeping soundly, his face a picture of innocence. I looked up and noticed that Dad was preoccupied, glancing back in the mirror every once in a while. And his shoulder was moving in a strange way. I suddenly realized what was happening, Dad was jacking off! I was amazed. I had tried to jack off while driving on a road trip before but I almost crashed the car. Dad seemed to be doing pretty well, his breathing was getting rougher and he kept looking back at us. He groaned softly and I knew he was shooting his load. Then I actually saw a shot of cum jet into the air above the seat and fall back onto his lap. My Dad could shoot a load, that was for sure! He reached for some paper towels and cleaned himself up, weaving just a little bit from the intensity. I wasn't sure what to think, but this certainly was something. I woke up with the sun streaming through the windows, Davy in my arms and Dad concentrating on the road ahead. I kissed my brother softly and he yawned. We began moving around, sitting up and stretching and getting comfortable. "Morning boys. We're about three hours from the hotel so we'll head on over there, check in, get some breakfast, and then settle in for the night. Tomorrow we'll reach Phoenix and Uncle Paul's." Davy and I grinned and we settled back into a routine of jokes, games, and conversation. I whispered to Davy that I had seen Dad jacking off last night and he scoffed. But I told him I had seen Dad's spunk flying and when we checked, there were paper towels wadded on the floor in front. I don't know if Dad realized what we were doing but he kept up the conversation about what we could expect in Phoenix. We pulled into the hotel around ten and checked in. It wasn't a ritzy place but it was clean and there was a Denny's next door. We had breakfast and returned to the room to settle down for the afternoon. It was a nice sized room with two queen sized beds and a big tv in the wall. "Sorry, but you boys will have to share a bed tonight. You'll have separate beds at Paul's." "That's ok, Dad," replied Davy. "Tommy and I can deal with it for a night." I grinned at him in return and caught Dad's grin out of the corner of my eye. We settled in to watch some tv but as the afternoon progressed we decided to hit the pool. As we changed into our swim trunks, I realized that Dad was going to change right in front of us. He shucked off his shirt and pants revealing a hairy body that was not too muscular but not flabby in any way. I glanced over at Davy who had stopped undressing when he realized what Dad was doing. Dad slid his briefs down his hairy legs and his sons were treated to the sight of the member that had made them. He was soft but dangled down at least six inches over a bush of fur that obscured a dark brown ball sac. He seemed to ignore us as he grabbed his trunks and slid them up, hiding the treasure beneath. Davy and I finished changing and I noticed that Dad kept checking us out as we stripped down. What was going on? But the pool beckoned and the three of us were like little kids, splashing and grabbing one another. We were settling down when Dad came up behind me and grabbed me in a backwards hug. I was laughing as he spun me around but suddenly realized that there was something hard pressing against my butt. Was Dad hard? He tossed me and I swallowed water in surprise. What was happening here? Davy attacked Dad as well, wrestling with him and twisting around his body. Dad laughed and dunked Davy under but a look of shock crossed his face as Davy stayed down for a bit before coming up. A moment later, Dad called it quits. "All right boys, time to get cleaned off and get ready for dinner. Lets get clean." We headed back to the room and Dad threw towels at us. "Tommy, you take your shower first, then Davy and I'll go last." I nodded and headed into the bathroom, closing the door before stripping down and stepping into the shower. I washed quickly, not sure what to expect when I came into the room. But Davy and Dad were in their towels, watching tv when I came out. Davy gave me a grin as he went into the bathroom but I was more interested in Dad. He was sitting on the bed with the towel wrapped around his waist. His hairy chest still glistened from the pool and his nipples were erect from the room air conditioning. I sat down on the bed facing away from him and pulled out my underwear and shorts. I stood and dropped the towel, wondering if Dad was watching me. I bent over slowly to put on my underwear and I thought I heard a sigh from the other bed. I slid the briefs up and went on to get dressed. Just about the time I was finished, Davy came out of the bathroom and went to pull his clothes out. Dad got up and went into the bathroom, dropping his towel before getting into the shower. But he didn't close the bathroom door and Davy and I could see him in the mirror over the dresser. Davy dressed quickly, moved over and gave me a deep kiss and a grope as the shower ran. "So what do you think is going on?" he whispered. "I don't know but I swear he had a hardon while we were in the pool." "Yeah, he did! I brushed across it when he dunked me and it was huge and hard! What's the deal, do you think?" "I don't know but tonight is going to be weird." We looked over to the mirror and through the frosted glass watched as Dad washed himself. He spent quite a bit of time fondling his crotch and as we watched, it seemed to grow out from his body, lengthening further and further til Davy and I thought it was going to hit the wall. Dad was jacking himself and he had a huge throbber to play with. He didn't shoot but he definitely played with himself while we watched. He rinsed off and as Davy and I tried to keep our eyes on the tv, Dad stepped out from the shower, his cock dangling between his legs like a baseball bat. Dad dried himself off, spending quite a bit of time drying off his cock as it slowly subsided. He came into the sleeping area with the towel wrapped around his waist, his hairy chest still matted somewhat by the shower. He was a gorgeous hunk of a man and he was in the other bed, watching tv with his two boys, as Davy and I tried to hide our hard cocks. The evening news ended and Dad told us it was time to go to sleep. Davy and I stripped down to shorts but Dad simply whipped off the towel and slid under the sheets. "Sleep well, boys. Have good dreams!" "Night, Dad," we said as he turned out the lights. But we weren't about to fall asleep. There's more to come so let me know what you think.