Date: Wed, 03 Jul 2002 05:29:48 -0500 From: Salvin Saar Subject: "My Vacation to Manhood" Part 2 My Vacation to Manhood Part 2 Day 3 I awoke with a start. Mom was standing over me holding onto my screaming baby brother. It was not the way I liked to start my day, but in a camping trailer every time you turned around you were in somebody's face. I got up, still really groggy from my interrupted sleep, and headed into the back part of the trailer. Within seconds, I closed the petition (that separated my parent's bedroom/bathroom from the front of the trailer), whipped out my dick and started taking a much-needed piss. "Mornin' son," my Dad said. from behind. I turned quickly and noticed he was sitting on the bed watching me. "Uh, Good Morning Dad" I said in a half-muddled voice and turn my attention back to the business at hand. To my surprise, Dad came over next to me, took out his cock and started pissing right next to me. "Nothin like the first piss of the day, huh son?" he said easily as his stream thudded into the water beside mine. "Uh, yeah...right Dad" I said finally after a moment, admiring our golden streams as they crossed one another. I finished up feeling a little pee shy, tucking myself back into my boxers. I noticed Dad took his time and made sure to shake his cock thoroughly before concealing it. I washed my hands and pretended that everything was normal. As I walked off, he playfully slapped my butt. "Hurry and get ready boy, we got a long way to go today." I walked back to the front and got on my clothes and ate breakfast. We took off very quickly to hit the open road. It seemed as if we were in some kind of race against time. Dad seemed a lot touchier with me since our shower together. Throughout our trip he would talk to me and put his hand on my leg, or shoulder and it seemed a little peculiar for him to be so affectionate. But I liked the attention, I have to admit. We made a few stops, eating lunch and then stopping at some interesting tourist shops. That night we made it mid-way through Arizona before we decided to camp. We stopped at a pretty large camping trailer park. It didn't have a public shower, but it did have a huge pool. Later in the evening, around 9pm, Dad suggested we go for a swim. Mom stayed at the trailer, preferring instead to rest. Dad and I changed into some swim trunks, grabbed some beach towels and went to the pool. It was a little chilly outside, which astonished me because we were nearly in the desert, but it was a beautiful night. The stars were wondrously bright and twinkled like diamonds in the clear dark sky. I could have spent hours just looking up in awe, but the sound of splashing water quickly drew my attention back to the pool. A few other people were swimming when we got there. We greeted them with a smile and started to get in. The water was still warm from the heat of the day and it felt like a velvet blanket against my skin as I slid in. I nestled along the side, admiring the perfection of the pool and the warmth of the water. We both got out a few times and dived in quicky to escape the chill of the night air. We splashed and played around for a while as one by one the other swimmers left. Dad and I leaned against the side of the pool, keeping all but our heads submerged. "It sure is nice out here son," he said as he took a deep breath. "Yeah Dad, it's great!" I said looking up and admiring the sky. Dad surveyed our surrounding area and then turned toward me. "You ever been skinny dippin' boy?" he said and gave me a smile. I nodded no and couldn't help but smile back as I knew what he was thinking. "Nothin like it in the world," he said as he quickly removed his shorts and shucked them on the side of the pool. I quickly followed suit. I looked down and could see our nakedness in the light of the pool. I felt entirely free and enjoyed the water caressing against my naked flesh. After another moment of swimming around, Dad suggested we play a game he used to play as a kid. He took a quarter out of his wet shorts and threw it several feet out into the pool. The game was to see who could get it first. "Go!" he said. We both took off after the quarter at the bottom of the pool. The light in the pool did allow for some vision, but it was still pretty hard to find. I've got it, I thought to myself as I noticed a shinny silver object at the bottom. As I was about to reach for it, I felt strong arms grab my waist and pull me away from it. Dad had intercepted me and thrown me off my target. Regaining myself, I saw my Dad standing up, searching for the quarter as he peered into the water. I dived under quickly and could see it was only a few inches in front him. I had to act fast. I swam quickly around him and reached for the object once again. But then I felt his hand grab my leg and pull me backward. Then I felt his other hand cup my balls for a second before it moved up to my waist. Once he had both hands on my waist, he pulled me up from under the water and tossed me easily aside again. This time I wasn't going to be dismissed so easily. I fought back. I jumped up out of the water and grabbed his shoulders and forced him backwards with all my might until he fell. He landed ass first on the floor of the pool. Immediately, I darted over him, but his hands seized me again and pulled me against himself. We sat motionless under the water for a few seconds and Dad gave me a smile. I noticed him looking at me in that odd way again. It sent shivers of excitement through my body. It was the same look he had given me in the shower, but which I had foolishly dismissed as my imagination. Soon afterwards he loosened his grip and I escaped. I darted over to the quarter and went up for air. "I got it, I got it!" I said excitedly holding my arm in the air. "You sure did boy! You're turning into quite a strong young man too," he said chuckling. We were both breathing heavily from our exertion as we walked over to relax against the side of the pool. A moment later Dad directed me to stand in front of him. Then I felt his hands squeezing and rubbing my shoulders. It sent shocks throughout my body as I nearly buckled from pleasure. He continued rubbing my shoulders for a few minutes and then moved to my arms and rubbed the small mounds of muscle between his massive hands. It was incredible. I knew he was giving me a massage, as he had done before when I played little league baseball. After a game, I had complained about being sore when he introduced the wonderful technique to me. But now it was slightly different than I remembered. It seemed more sensual now and definitely more sexual, at least as far as my mind went. What he was thinking and feeling, I could only guess. While he was rubbing my arms, he made a comment about how strong and grown up I was getting. It made me feel kinda proud that he noticed. I had been working out with weights and I felt pride for the first time in my efforts. Then his hands moved to the base of my neck and squeezed it gently but firmly. My body tingled from pleasure and I let out a moan in gratitude. He continued for a minute or two and then rubbed my head gently. I felt completely relaxed (and aroused) when he finished. He then asked if I would mind rubbing his shoulders a little. I did so without hesitation, aching at the chance to touch his firm, strong body. I hopped up on the deck surrounding the pool so I could work on him, while he positioned himself between my legs. I tried to sit far enough away from him so that my hard member wouldn't poke him in the back. Surely he had noticed I was standing at full attention when I got out. But instead of trying to ease forward away from it, he seemed to be easing in toward it. Finally, I stopped trying to adjust myself and let my tool press against his back. While I was rubbing his shoulders, I got a good view of his cock when I looked over his shoulders. It was dangling happily between his legs. It seemed to be a lot bigger than I had remembered from this morning, but that could have just been the water too. I wasn't quite sure. In any case, I moved my hands over his shoulders and he told me to be as rough as I could. I applied additional pressure. "That's it son, Oh yeah, that feels great!" he said moaning in between. Hearing him moan really added motivation to my task. I worked my hands firmly over his muscular shoulders, back and neck, enjoying the feeling of his wet, solid body. Every time I hit a spot he really enjoyed, he would let out a moan and then pushing back into my erect cock. Naturally, I tried to find all the good spots! After that, I moved to his biceps and it took both of my hands just to get around one. He lifted his arm in approval and to give me better access. I massaged them as best as I could, squeezing them rough and working in between the muscles with my fingers. Dad seemed to be in a trance as he moaned and closed his eyes. After I had worked on both muscles, the chill in the cool night air became unbearable even with the towel over my shoulders. I started to tremble noticeably. Dad suggested I get into the pool again and thanked me for the massage. There were some wide steps leading out of the pool and Dad lead me over to them and told me to sit down. I did as he suggested, finding a step that was just the right height for only my head to be out of the water. Dad knelt down by my feet and grabbed one in his hand and started rubbing the sole, working his finger up and down the center and then squeezing it firmly between both his hands. If felt incredible. Then he worked his fingers between my toes and squeezed every toe firmly between his thumb and forefinger. It felt great to have his large rough hands rubbing all over my feet. Then He looked at me lying there and "that look" in his eyes had returned. He had a perfect view of my entire body at this angle, the lights of the pool showing every part of me to him. My tower of lust was still standing too in full (underwater) view and he just looked at me and smiled. Not a word was said, as he continued to move to my other foot and then gradually started to work on my calve muscles, squeezing them as he had my arms. Then he worked up to the muscles on my upper legs and thighs. The sparks he sent through my body were almost enough to make me shoot and if he had proceeded just an inch further up, that would have been the result. But to my dismay, he finished up with my thighs and said we needed to get back to the trailer. I was desperately hoping I would get the chance to rub his feet and his legs too, but as we got out of the pool I realized why he probably didn't want me to: Dad had a boner! His cock was enormous! There was no mistaking it; Dad was Aroused! I delighted in seeing this, I can tell you! Finally, we were on even ground! I noticed he didn't look my direction for a minute, and turned as if trying to avoid having me see his swelled cock. "No use trying to pull those wet shorts on boy, just wrap your towel around you," he said, obviously embarrassed at his predicament. He quickly grabbed his towel and wrapped it around his waist and tried with all his might to wrap it as tightly as possible He walked in front of me all the way to the trailer, trying to keep me from seeing his aroused state. Once we got back, Mom was already asleep. The baby was in the bedroom with her, so Dad snuck in and got us some dry underwear. Once he came back, we both dropped our towels put on our under shorts. Dad's cock had nearly returned to normal while mine was still up and running. After we put on our boxers the most peculiar thing happened. Dad hugged me and then kissed my forehead! I couldn't remember the last time that had happened, but it had been a long while. Dad had never been a real touchy- feely type person, but here I was, locked in a firm embrace with him. It was amazing. I could feel his heart beating against mine and the warmth of his body pressing against me! I truly hoped it would never end. (It lasted nearly a minute!) Then he looked down at me with sincere eyes and said, "I love you son," in a most heartfelt and touching way. "Thanks for the massage," he added and smiled. He then mocked a serious tone and said, "Now, get to bed, Pronto." He shot me one final grin, tousled my hair and headed for his bedroom. I was speechless to say the least! What another wonderful day it had been for me! I was beginning to think it could never get any better than this. I knew for the first time in my life that my Dad loved me. I had always believed that he loved me, but now I really knew that he did. His whole identity changed to me in those days. I had always thought of him as a good father, but one that was emotionally distant and someone that I didn't really know inside. Now instead, he became someone that I not only began to like and respect as a person, but someone who I lusted after and wanted to be intimate with and I began to fall in love. As all the erotic moments of the day passed through my mind, sleep over took me and I fell into a warm slumber, comforted by that thought that someone truly loved me and for the first time, I knew it. Day 4 We started out pretty early in the morning. Mom was cooking breakfast on her compact stove. I decided to head to the shower, since I didn't get one the night before and I could still smell the chlorine from the pool. Dad was still asleep in the bed next to the shower. I made a little noise in an effort to try to wake him. I was hoping secretly that he would want to take a shower with me. Stripping in front of him became effortless now, but it gave me a thrill just the same. I wished that he would wake up, sit on the edge of the bed and give me another thorough inspection. He continued sleeping however, so I got the shower running, stepped in and started washing myself firmly as my dad had shown me. I dropped the soap a couple of times and elbowed the side of the shower wall, hoping to cause some noise. I looked out from behind the shower curtain, and noticed Dad was still sleeping. Damn! I thought to myself. I finally gave up and decided to take care of my business. What I really needed was to jerk off. I had been too tired to do it the night before, so this was as good a time as any. I actually hesitated for a minute though. Although I would have loved for Dad to shower with me or see me naked again, having him catch me jacking off was not what I wanted right then. He had already seen me naked, seen me take a leak and felt of my equipment, but to see another guy playing was very personal indeed. So I peeked around the curtain again, this time instead, wanting him to be asleep. He was, or at least appeared to be, so I quietly began stroking off. Pleasure soon overtook me and before I knew what I was doing, I started moaning. I Stopped, scared that I had made too much noise now, and I peeked again to be on the safe side. Still sleeping, I thought to myself with relief. I continued once again, making sure to be as quiet as possible. It didn't take long for me to bring myself to the brink. Images of Dad's naked body and Dad touching me in the pool and "Oh yeah...!" I said in a semi-whisper, "Oh, uh, UH..." Just as my dick began to shoot it's large white load, the shower curtain was opened and Dad was standing there! "You alright son?" he said in his husky concerned voice. It didn't take half a second for him to realize what he was seeing as he looked into my face and then casually glanced down; my dick in my hand and cum oozing out of it and me with my jaw dropped and my face turning from peach to red instantaneously. If I could have slid down the water drain, I would have done so. Dad noticed my extreme embarrassment, while taken aback himself for a moment, made light of the situation and simply said..."That's a big load there boy, keep up the good work." Then he threw me a big smile and gently let the shower curtain close and took a piss. He acted as if nothing out of the ordinary was going on. I felt a huge amount of relief in that he didn't freak out at catching me and that he didn't apologize like crazy and quickly close the shower curtain. That would have made me feel even worse. Instead, he not only made me feel that was I was doing was fine, but he even commended my efforts in doing it! Moments later, as I washed myself off, he opened the shower curtain again and handed me a towel. "Get dried up stud, we gotta a lot of driving to do today." "Uh, yes Sir, " I said in a somewhat humbled voice. I dried off in the shower and wrapped my towel around my waist. Not long after that, we were on the road again. The day went by quickly. Thoughts of the day's events streamed through my head as I napped during the trip. Having been caught by Dad during my most private moment started to change from being embarrassing into being something erotic and exciting. As I napped in the car, I remember fantasizing about the moment in the shower; wishing he would have gotten in the shower with me and helped me to clean up after my load had been spent. More than ever I began to want Dad to be sexually intimate with me. We had thus far covered a lot of bases, but still my ultimate desire had not been reached. I didn't really know if anything more would happen between us. Up to this point, nothing out of the ordinary had really happened, or nothing anyway that could have been considered real sexual contact. I began to doubt that anything more would happen between us. But then a comforting image invaded my mind." The Look". The look in his eyes at the public showers and at the pool and his aroused state after my massage. It rejuvenated my hopes that something else might just happen. I knew "the look" had been real and there was definitely no mistaking (or overlooking:) his nearly hard cock I just hoped that it would lead to some further interaction between us. How I longed for Dad's body to be pressed against mine and how I longed to share an intimate bond with him. We drove late into the night. We had planned to visit some of our relatives in Las Vegas and we didn't stop until we got there. Tired from our trip, we decided to get to bed early so we could conduct our visit first thing in the morning. For a while I lay there thinking of the events during the trip. I started to have fantasies of Dad and me feeling each other and kissing each other and just as I was getting aroused sleep overtook me and I drifted into peaceful slumber. Little did I know the best was yet to come... Hope you liked the story so far... Let me know if you did. greensalvin@yahoo.com