Date: Thu, 25 Apr 2024 17:57:11 +0000 (UTC)
From: Todd Tuck <tuck.todd@aol.com>
Subject: Hockey Game to Remember

Description: A father son trip to a hockey game takes turns as they open
up and meet some new friends

Story:

The arena was packed with fans of both hockey teams jeering and
hollering. The semi final qualifier for the national championship was
sure to be a tight game, especially on a rowdy Friday night. Dad scored
us tickets to the game through a buddy and I was ecstatic when he came
home and told me the plan. He said we would drive up to the city, about 2
hours away, grab a cheap hotel for the night, and go see the game. It was
just us two, some beers, and some hockey.

We made our way to our seats in the 100 section. They were low in the
arena and close to the ice. When we saw them, we got even more excited.
We had time so we thought lets get some beers and maybe a snack. As we
walked around the concourse, Dad said he needed to pee and I followed him
to the bathroom line. We chatted about usual stuff, people we saw, news
we'd seen, predictions about the game. Dudes from the line joining in on
the comradery and light jabs to opposing fans. The line was long but
steady, and I took some time eyeing up the men in line. Hockey fans were
always so hot. There were a couple really handsome guys up in front of us
and behind us in line. I was getting a bit hot with the energy in the
arena and the eye candy around me.

When we finally got into the bathroom, I saw the walls were lined with
individual urinals and a trough wall. No dividers, just men laughing and
pissing. The smell and energy was intoxicating. I got such a high in
public restrooms like this with everyone on display. The line curved so
that the people up next were side by side with a wall of urinals. You can
see the guy on the end proudly pissing from where you were standing. I
turned and looked, he was a handsome guy with a low fade. He was texting
with both hands, just long fat cock hanging out his jeans pissing freely.
He had to be at least 5 inches soft and out for the world to see. My
chest tightened as I thought of the ways I wanted to pleasure the
beautiful cock in front of me.

My manners must have slipped cause I was starring hard. The dude caught
my eye and shot me a grin. He knew what he was doing and he was proud.
That made it even hotter. I heard my voice outside the muffled fantasy my
mouth and mind were on, "Drew" I was still entranced, "DREW!" My dads
voice broke through, "huh?" I said in a cock worshiping daze. "You're
up," my dad said.

I stepped up to the man-sized hole in the trough wall and leveled out my
breathing, taking a moment to glance left and right at the cocks next to
me as I took out mine. To my left was a fat, uncut tan cock with almost
no bush. The dude had his cock in his left hand and a beer in his right,
letting me get a great view of it. The guy on the right was more meek,
his hands covering most of smaller pecker. The guy on the right shook his
meat, tucked it, and walked away. I had starting pissing when my dads
voice was in my ear, "Come here often?" he asked, stepping up next to me.
I chuckled "yeah actually" as he started to unbutton his pants out of the
corner of my eye.

Quickly I noticed two things - the first was that Dad wasn't wearing
underwear. The second was that I was seeing his cock for the first time
in easily a decade. We had been to sporting events like this, but managed
to never catch each other in the bathroom like this. I was nervous but
excited. Nervous because I knew my lingering stare could get me in
trouble. Excited because I secretly longed to know what my dads cock
looked like. Well, I thought, here's my moment.

Dad unbuttoned his jeans, his trimmed pubes and base of his shaft
immediately in view. His left hand held his pants flap back while his
right hoisted his dick out. Christ it was just like the guy I was staring
at in line, but better. Dad whipped out his 6 inch soft light brown, cut
cock and let it hang over the fly of his pants. His right hand returning
to his waist as he started to piss hands free. My own 5 inch soft cock
twitched in my hands.

I took a moment to soak in the sight when I felt dads gaze on me. I
caught his eye and he could tell I was watching him piss. He grinned,
just like the guy at the urinal end cap. "Sorry" I murmured, embarrassed
to be caught. "Ha, don't be, we all have dicks don't we," he said, taking
his right hand and shaking his cock as his stream let up. "You seem to
have come into yours just fine. Bet you cause a lotta trouble with that
big thing." He teased. I turned bright red. Never in a million years did
I expect my dad to make a joke about the size of my dick, let alone call
it big. "It gets the job done," I said, beginning to shake my loose
droplets off. Dad was still stretching and shaking his, his gaze seeming
like he was watching me do the same. I was feeling absolutely feral. In
those brief moments of finishing up, I could tell we were both chubbing
up a bit.

We both returned our cocks to our pants, washed our hands, grabbed some
beers, and got to our seats. The first two periods I couldn't help but
think about Dads dick. It didn't help that I knew he was commando in his
jeans and could see his bulge sitting plump right beside me. By the end
of the second period, we had both had two 20 oz beers and were ready to
his the bathroom again. We got back in line, which this time was much
rowdier. The score was tied and it seemed everyones beers were hitting
them. The intoxicating energy of the bathroom before was doubled with men
buzzed, drunk, and much more comfortable and loose with their actions and
words. Dad took a moment to say how happy he was we got to spend this
time together and enjoy the game. Both of us buzzed, I returned the
sentiment, his arm wrapping around my shoulders and squeezing me tight.

When we separated I couldn't help but notice how prominent Dad's bulge
was in his jeans. It looked as if the jeans wore away where his cock was,
a faded outline letting you know just what he was working with. I
couldn't believe I hadn't really noticed it before. I was eager to see if
we got to piss next to each other again. I wanted to see more of him.

The bathroom line careened the same way it had before, with part of the
line overlapping a wall of urinals. As I got close, there was another guy
at the end urinal laughing with his friend and pissing freely. The two of
them stood a little back from the urinal, both with their uncut cocks in
their hands. The guy at the end looked back at the line and caught eyes
with me, I gave a little smile. He grinned as he stretched his foreskin
forward and back, shaking the loose piss off and seemingly wagging his
cock in my face. The two guys put their dicks away and moved on to the
sinks. Dad and I stepped up.

He took the one on the end by the line, I took the one next to him. We
both took our cocks out, mine a pit more fluffed than before from my
thoughts racing from the pheromones and cocks around me. Dads also looked
thicker and longer, I wondered if he was getting excited to. He began to
piss but tilted his head to me, "damn feels like the whole lines
watching." I chuckled in agreement and took more glances at his cock.
After making that comment, dad fished his balls out of his jeans, placing
his whole package over the fly of his pants and put his hands on his
hips. Now he was definitely putting on a show. He smiled at guys in the
line, clearly showing off his fat cock to anyone willing to take a
glance. The line kept moving and he kept pissing. Those two beers really
set us up to stand there for a solid minute.

As the line moved, a rather drunk, but very hot surfer guy stepped up to
the line. He looked at me and then I watched as he made eye contact with
Dad and looked him up and down, taking a moment to stare at his cock.
"Woof!" he barked with a drunken slur. "Bet the misses is pleased!"
Bringing the rest of the lines attention to dad and his cock. "You bet"
he said, taking his growing, now almost 7 inch semi and shaking it at the
spectators. He was met with the hoots and whistles of random men. I
watched too and tried to contain my excitement for this exhibitionist
side of my father.

Our pisses seemed never ending as the urinal to my right freed up in time
for the hot surfer guy to step up to my right. He snickered as he came
up, still commenting on Dads cock "where do you put that thing!" He
fumbled with his belt and fly. "Wow, you're packing too," he said, and
must have meant me. I shook my cock at him like Dad did, trying to
emulate his confidence. I had his attention, my dads attention, and some
of the line now. My 6 inch half chub was looking thick and pronounced, my
blood pumping hard from the man energy surrounding me. "Like father, like
son" my dad chimed in. This made my heart beat even harder. Dad checked
me out and was comparing us, proud of our shared size. Surfer bro managed
to wrangle his cock out of his pants, about 4 inches soft and cut, waving
it hello at us like it was owed for his commentary. "Shit," the surfer
said, "wish big cocks ran in my family."

Dad and I snickered, making eye contact and smiling at each other as our
streams finally settled. I could tell we were both watching each other
shake off and pack up. We wished the surfer guy a good rest of his night
as we returned to our seats for the last period of the game.

The game wrapped up with a major upset victory for our team. We were
shouting and cheering with everyone as we left. People were shouting the
bars near by they wanted to descend upon, it seemed like madness. Dad and
I started walking in the direction of our hotel, the fans trickling off
in different directions as we went. A couple blocks away from the arena,
we manage to see the surfer guy from the bathroom earlier. He was alone,
swaying drunk on a street corner, when he saw and hollered, "AYYY BIG
GUYYYSSS" he hissed, cupping his junk and thrusting forward. "Christ,"
dad laughed, "I'm drunk but that dudes hammered." We laughed and kept
walking, waving back and hoping he gets home safe.

We were closer to the hotel when we were passing a pub that seemed
quieter than the others. "Wanna stop in for a night cap?" Dad asked, "I
wouldn't mind chilling before heading back to the the hotel." Sure, I
replied, its not like we were up to much else. We stepped in and grabbed
two beers, sitting at a little two top table. The pub wasn't packed, but
full of young folks and sports fans, they must have shown the game on the
tv. Dad and I cheers and started talking about the game. We listed off
our favorite moments and plays, laughing about the people in the crowds
and concourse. "And that guy in the bathroom," Dad joked, "I didn't think
I was all that big, but he seemed pretty impressed." I was a bit stunned
that dad wanted to talk about his dick, but I wasn't gonna shun it.

"You are packin' heat, old man" I laughed.

"Heat? What does that mean?"

"It means you've got a sizeable tool, some heat for the ladies."

"Haha you think so?" Dad def seemed drunk and enjoying the compliments he
was receiving tonight.

"I mean yeah! Wish mine was as big as yours."

"You're packing heat too, I saw it. Bet you make those college girls
scream." He shook my shoulder teasing me. "So do you? How are the girls
at school?"

Dad and I hadn't really talked sex and relationships much with my time in
college. I just started my senior year, and honestly at a big state
school, I was having no problem scoring the occasional girl to bring
home. I knew I was interested in exploring with guys, but I hadn't found
the right moment or guy to experiment with. I was just bi enough that I
still got up for chicks and had fun fucking their brains out.
Unfortunately for them, that's where it typically ended cause I wasn't
interested in dating. Some returned to be fuck buddies, but otherwise I
had been pretty single through college.

"I mean I don't struggle to get laid, look at me" I grinned. "I'm
handsome, pretty toned, and know how to please." I really wanted to lean
into the openness Dad and I were exploring and see where it went. "I'm
usually stuffing a different chick every other weekend."

"Woooof! I miss those days. No cares. Just weekends with you, some buds,
some beers, and hounding for some co-ed puss." I was wild hearing my dad
talk like this. He was usually a bit more reserved.

"Were you fuckin in college?" I asked.

"Of course I was! I was fucking any hole in sight like a hound dog. Got
myself in some trouble here and there, but also some fun. I held my frat
record for biggest orgy." He gloated, sticking his chest out a bit.

"ORGY!?" I exclaimed.

"Haha yeah I was something of a celebrity for hosting orgies in our frat
basement. Invite only. It started with me and some sorority girls having
some fun together, just little threesomes, then other people caught wind
and wanted to join. One buddy of mine turned into a girl friend of
theres, all of sudden theres 14 co-eds on blow up mattresses and couches
in our fraternity basement fucking each others brains out. We lost some
of security deposit cause the smells of hot sex, cum, and juices lingered
for months."

Never in my life had a couple of sentences gotten me absolutely rock
solid. I struggled to adjust my cock in a position that didn't strain me
in my jeans. Dad was chuckling, proud of himself.

"And I would last too," he gloated. Oh god he isn't done I thought. "I
would have 5, 6 mouths on me and my cock and I would hold back my loads.
I would fuck 4 pussies in a row, a couple asses too."

"Anal!?" I probed, wanting more details.

Dad was polishing off his second beer in our short time at the pub. "Fuck
yeah. Kid, I was fuckin anything in sight. Was it fun? Fuck yeah. A holes
a hole. Did me and my buds have some awkward moments after? Absolutely,
but it we knew the rush was worth. Plus, once you know what might get you
off, its hard to resist it again."

"You fucked your frat brothers?"

"Here and there, nothing steady. But like I said, we were having fun and
letting ourselves go." He shrugged still so proud of himself.

"I've honestly wanted to try guys, but havent found the right one or
time." I said earnestly.

"Honestly son," there was a pause and I didn't know what could come next.
He leaned in closer to me, almost whispering. "Sometimes your buddies
warm asshole is the best hole you'll ever get to fuck. And dudes are
tough, some can really take a pounding."

My brain was going 800 places and my cock had never been harder.
Listening to my Dad describe his college orgies and sexcapades had my
mind on another planet of curiosity and lust. Dad leaned back and I could
tell his stories must have excited him too because his bulge and
stressing out his jeans. Despite being rock solid, my beers had caught up
to me and I had to piss bad. I polished off my beer and excused myself.
Dad finished his and said he would close the tab.

I walked into the bathroom and it was a small three person wide trough. I
felt like god was watching over me the way the bathrooms excited me and
left room for wandering eyes to indulge. I was alone and took a moment to
haul my bricked cock outta my jeans. Pointed straight out in front of me,
my 7.5 inch boner sprung up and down as I gave it little strokes to
satisfy its need to be touched. I started to piss, the streamed blasting
out of my boner, when the bathroom door opened. It was Dad who scooted up
next to me. He undid his pants and hauled out his cock. Right away I
could tell he was just as hard as me. He let out a deep breath of relief
when his stream started.

"Woof son, I think you definitely take after me with that slugger," he
said, looking at my dick. "My little tales excite you?" he teased. I
grabbed my cock with my thumb and pointer, shaking it up and down and
showing how rigid it is, "yeah a bit honestly. I haven't gotten off in a
few days."

I wagged my cock at my dad. He took his meat and did the same. He looked
almost 9 inches long. I had to ask. "How big is that thing?" He let out a
little laugh, "I haven't measure in forever, but I think about 9. I can
tell you most can only handle about 6 or 7 of it though. Haven't met many
that can take it all."

Okay now he was definitely bragging. I was drunk, excited, and brazened
when I asked his next question as we finished up. "Can we compare? I
wanna see how we match up."

My dad laughed but without hesitation turned to me, holding his dick out
pointed at me. It looked bigger as I stared it down. I turned and faced
him, holding my rock hard cock point at him. I held it a few inches apart
before dad insisted I get closer, "Cmon we need them side to side." I got
closer and her reached out and grabbed a hold of my cock. A shiver went
through my body. He pressed our cocks together side by side. We were
close in thickness, but he definitely beat me in length. My cock twitched
with his hand on it, holding them together.

"Looks like I win, but you've got a beautiful dick there son. I'm proud
you're mine. Before he let go, I swore he gave it a little tug. Again, a
shiver came over my body and my cock twitched, this time much more
noticeably. My dad giggled like that was his plan as he tucked his meat
stick back into his jeans. "Lets head back to the hotel."

When we entered the lobby, we were amused to find the surfer bro from
before there with a buddy and four absolutely blonde bombshells. They all
roared with laughter and smiles, definitely drunk from the game or
whatever bar they met at. The surfer bros buddy looked familiar when I
realized it was the guy with the big dick at the urinal from the first
trip to the bathroom. The one on full display to the line who gave me a
smile. The surfer guy immediately saw us and shouted, calling us over.

"Guys! Guys! These two were at the game, WOO!" he cheered for the winning
team, the girls and his buddy cheering too. "Hey hey," the surfer bro
said, "you guys aren't going to bed yeah? Come on up to our room, come
hang out with us!" He insisted. Dad and I looked at each other,
whatthehell we shrugged, why not. We're already in the hotel, we could
always slip away back to our room. "Hell yeaaaaah!" surfer dude cheered,
"lets go!"

We filed into the elevator, down the hall, and then into the surfer guy
and his buddies suite. The room was huge with its own little sitting area
away from the bedroom. The surfer guy was cracking open liquor bottles
and pouring drinks. His buddy went and put some music on. Dad and I
introduced ourselves to the girls and we talked about the game, the city,
and other common grounds. It was actually more fun than I expected, and
the girls seemed to love Dad. I don't know if he was expecting such a
positive response. Dad and I were both talking to one girl when the
surfer guy came up and through his arm around her, "Hey" he stammered
"these guys are dad and son"

"Haha yeah, they were just saying," the girl giggled.

"Yeah!" surfer guy cheered, "and guess what?" he said trying to whisper
in that way drunk guys who don't know their volume try and whisper but
basically shout. "They're both packin donkey dicks!" He snickered.

Dad and I turned kind of red, as did the girl we were chatting with. She
looked at both of us, seemingly excited. "That's good to know," she said,
in a much more alluring and sexual tone than where the conversation
started.

Surfer guy, his attention fleeting, spun around to the rest of the group.
"I love this SONG!" he shouted. His shirt already several buttons open,
he put his drink down and undid more of them. He threw off his button up
and show off his tanned, toned body. "Let's dance," he said to one of the
girls.

They started dancing, then making out, and he eagerly insisted she took
her top off. Drunk and having fun, she indulged. Two of the other girls,
also dancing together, took their shirts off too. "Yess everyone get
loose, get naked!" Shouted the surfer guy. The girl we were chatting with
grabbed my Dad, "come on!" she said. She lead him to an open area, pulled
her shirt off, and put her arms around his neck. They danced for a minute
until she insisted he take his shirt. He did, exposing his silver fox dad
bod. He had a thin coat of hair down his torso. His chest was wide and
barreled, his stomach not fat but not cut. Nice and toned from some
casual exercise over the years.

I stood awkwardly off to the side as my dad began making out with the hot
chick. What a night this had already been, and started to become. The two
girls dancing together broke off, one grabbing the surfer guys buddy off
the couch, the other grabbing me. Now everyone was partnered up, the
buddy and I removing our shirts like everyone else. In a matter of
minutes things look a turn.

Surfer guy was grinding on his girl, his ass on his crotch, when he
reached down into her skirt. She let out a yelp as he caressed her pussy.
He let go and took off his pants. She turned around and they kept making
out. He unfastened her bra and thats when I knew this was about to get a
bit more intense. In the corner of my eye, the surfer buddy and his girl
were getting more undressed. I made brief eye contact with Dad as he took
his pants off. He grinned at me and mouthed, 'c'mon' - egging me on and
he went back to dancing. Dad was the first one fully naked, since he was
commando. His huge cock on display.

"See! What did I tell you! HUGE!" cheered the surfer guy.

"Haha, yeah it is," said the chick Dad was dancing with, he caressed his
cock in her hands before almost immediately dropping to her knees and
inviting his cock into her mouth. Dad let out a deep moan of pleasure.
The woman on her knees bobbed her head up and down his shaft while she
reached behind herself and undid her bra.

At this point the surfer guys buddy was back on the couch getting
serviced too. The chick I was with, seeing I was distracted, got down and
started to undo my pants. She pulled down my pants and underwear, my cock
springing out in her face. She gasped with glee as she grabbed it and
started sucking on the head. I let out a big moan like my dads. We made
eye contact across the room. Nothing like a father and son seeing each
other get head.

Surfer guy hoisted his girl up on to the back of the couch and went down
on her, she moaned in ecstasy. Dads chick led him to the couch and sat
him down. She took off her underwear and stepped up onto the couch,
putting her pussy in his face. She began to munch down and she squirmed
in delight.

Everyone shuffled around as surfer guy and his buddy took one couch and
me and down found ourselves seating next to each other on the other. The
surfer guys buddy was being road by his check while surfer guy was
getting head. Surfer and his buddy looked at each other a moment before
leaning in and kissing. One being road, the other getting sloppy head,
the two dudes made out on the the couch across from me, dad, and our new
friends. The girl riding dads face stepped off the couch and straddled
him on her knees, guiding his cock into her pussy. She gasped as she sat
back. Dad looked at me, and I was watching him, despite the beauty on her
knees servicing my cock. Dads girl moaned and moaned as she sat back and
froth on Dads dick. I watched as it went a little deeper each time.

My girl got up and followed her friends lead, straddling me and putting
my cock into her tight pussy. I let her lead, worried if I fucked her
like I wanted I would bust in seconds with everything going on around me.
I sucked on her titties as she bounced on my cock. Cross from me. surfer
dude was laying pipe in his girl, her back on the couch, making out with
his buddy who had his girl bouncing up and down on her cock reverse
cowgirl. Her hand playing with her clit as she bounced up and down with
glee.

Dad lifted his girl up off the couch with him, her hands wrapping around
her neck, his arms under her knees. He held her there and fucked her in
the air. It was so fucking hot. She yelped and moaned with pleasure. He
spun around and put her on the ouch, her right next to me, as he
continued to pump into her. His girl and I met eyes and began to make
out. If I wasnt ready to burst before, the idea of kissing this woman
while she got dicked down by my dad was sending me over the edge.

The rest was a blur of moans, thrusts, grunts, and whimpers in every
direction. At one point, every girl moved clockwise to the next dick. I
don't know if it was the beer or the tension, but some how I hadn't nut
yet. I watched as the girl who was getting fucked by me, went next to me
and started to take my Dads huge cock. He said not a lot of people could
take all 9 inches, but there we was putting all of them in her. I was
almost envious. I flipped my girl over so both girls were on their backs
on the couch, Dad and I both standing fucking them. At one point we just
stared at each others bodies and thrust. A father and son, fucking side
by side. Soon, Dad's girl came hard and tapped out. She needed a minute
and some water. My girl wanted to keep going. I kept fucking her pussy
while dad thrust his cock into her mouth. Her eyes rolled back taking
both of our cocks. She looked in heaven. I couldn't believe I was fucking
a chick with my dad.

We flipped again. I sat on the couch and she straddled me, sitting back
on my cock. Had came up behind her and whispered in her ear. I didn't
hear what he said, but I saw the girls head nod and a big smile came
across her face. Dad squared up behind her, and I saw him grab his dick.
Was he gonna fuck her too?

We made eye contact as Dad began to put his cock in her pussy too. I
could feel his cock rubbing against mine. Holy fuck I thought, my Dad and
I are actually fucking this girl together. The sensation was
unbelievable. He huge titties in my face, this girl took both dicks
pounding her. I could feel her hot pussy wrapped around my cock and my
dads huge dick sliding in and out against mine. We began to fuck her in
unison, still holding eye contact and smiling as she yelled and yelled
from the thrill. Dad and I began to breathe heavy, frothing inside her.
It wasn't long before our breathes became deep grunts and we knew what
was next.

Dad and I kept thrusting, the girl screaming moaning. "Fuck I'm gonna
cum," Dad said. "Fuck me too." I replied. We kept going. Thrust, thrust,
thrust, one more and we both shoved our cocks deep into her. She yelped
like no other. Both of us grunting like neanderthals and we unloaded into
her tight pussy. I could feel our loads melding together and melting out
of her, cascading down my cock, balls and thighs. Dad kept giving little
thrusts until he knew he was done. He pulled out. His huge cock red and
sparkling with pussy juice and cum. The girl, cumming from this, leaned
over and caught her breath on the couch. My cock sliding out and slapping
wet against my stomach. My dad standing over me now, we caught our breath
and smiled.

Similar noises and sensations eroded from the other couch as seemingly
everyone nutted at the same time. We all sat naked for a moment,
breathing deep and remarking on the fun that was had. Slowly but surely,
we all toweled off and found our respective clothes. We thanked the new
friends for their hospitality and slithered outta the suite and back to
our room.

As our door closed behind us, dad and I just let out a "wow, that was
hot," before smiling at each other. It was nearly 3 am and we were
exhausted. "Fuck I'm gonna rinse off and get into bed," dad said. We had
one queen sized bed for the two of us that night, though intimacy or
personal space seemed out the window at this point.

Dad stripped bare and walked into the bathroom, turning on the shower. I
began to undress as well. Dad's head poked outta the bathroom, "you
coming?" he asked. An invitation to shower with him? I thought. Well at
this point...