Date: Mon, 30 Jul 2018 23:15:03 -0400 From: David Greg Denton Subject: Road Trip with Dad - Part 4 *Road Trip with Dad -- Part 4 * If you enjoy reading stories on Nifty, then don't forget to donate! http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html * * * * "What do you say we all get cleaned up," Uncle Rory suggested. "I'll go get the shower started and you two can join me when you're ready." I guess he wanted to give father and son a moment to talk. Dad spoke as soon as we heard the water running, "So, you must have a lot of questions for your old man," he said matter-of-factly. "No, not really. I'm just sorry I didn't think to join you before you came, that's all." His face lit up as he got up and hugged me. I hugged him back, then reminded him, "Uncle Rory's waiting for us. "Right," he agreed then led me in the direction of the running water and what I saw when I stepped inside the bathroom door amazed me. The shower was big enough for a half a dozen people! I should have known, but since Uncle Rory was my first "swinger," how could I have? Uncle Rory was already in there, so as he motioned for us to join him, Dad put his hand in the small of my back and pushed me forward into the enormous glass enclosure. Once we were all in and the door was closed once more, Uncle Rory took us in his arms and hugged us saying, "I'm so glad my two favorite men could join me for my special day tomorrow." He kissed Dad and then me. "I have a favor to ask though. I was kind of hoping one of you might like to fuck me on the night before my wedding. So, who's game?" I was sure he was talking to Dad, but they both looked at me. I couldn't have been more surprised at the invitation, but having had the thought earlier, I said, "I'm game if you are, Uncle Rore." By way of an answer, he just turned around and bent over. I didn't need any more encouragement than that, so I soaped up his beautiful ass and hole, then my dick, and just before I was to begin my assault, Dad leaned in and whispered, "He likes it hard, son, so give it to him good." I smiled at the thought of pounding my uncle's ass with my hard cock, so I placed it at his entrance and shoved it all the way in in one long thrust. "Holy fuck, Ed!" He screamed out. I wasn't sure if that was a good thing or not, so I hesitated, but Dad encouraged me again by saying loudly this time, "Now, fuck him, son. He wants it bad." I thought if anyone should know what Uncle Rory liked it would be his brother, so I pulled out and then shoved it back in. I was repeating the hard thrust and withdrawal when I felt soapy fingers inside my asshole. "Fuck me, Dad," I said as encouragement. Dad managed to get in there on my withdrawal from Uncle Rory and soon enough we were into a rhythm, the three of us. That's when the old Uncle Rory came back to life. "Fuck me, Ed! Fuck my hole. Give it to me, buddy, while your Dad fucks you... so fucking hot!" I thought it might take longer but before I knew it, he was clamping down on my cock so hard I thought it break in two, screaming, "Aw fuck, I'm coming!!!" I blew next, deep inside my uncle's ass, and then I felt Dad filling me up with his own white, hot juices. Once Dad had stopped bucking inside me, he laid his head on my back. I laid my head on Uncle Rory's as he held onto the wall of the shower. Then as we were all recovering, Uncle Rory said the funniest thing, "And that fellas was officially the best fucking Bachelor Party in the history of the fucking world!" Dad and I had to laugh out loud at that. Dad pulled out of me and I pulled out of my uncle. We all stood up and embraced, kissing each other. Then without saying anything, we finished what we'd started earlier, lathering each other up, then rinsing off. Once we were finally clean, we got out, dried off and started to head off to bed, but Uncle Rory wasn't finished asking for favors that night, "Don't go back to your rooms, guys. Spend the night with me?" Dad and I looked at each and smiled. How could we deny him such a simple request after he had given us each so much pleasure? "Sure, bro," Dad answered for both of us. I crawled in from the bottom as they each entered from opposite sides. We met in the middle. I laid on my back while being cuddled from both sides. I was once again in hog heaven and I honestly didn't know how it could get any better than that, then they each kissed me, I kissed each of them and then they kissed each other. As I lay there between two of the sexiest hairy men on the planet, their arms wrapped around me, that's when I realized it had just gotten better. * Uncle Rory strolled into the church the next day walking a little funny and I had to grin at the knowledge that I'd been the one responsible. The ceremony went off without a hitch and the reception was a ton of fun. It was good to see and talk with relatives I hadn't seen in ages, including my globetrotting grandpa. We went back to Uncle Rory's house that night alone since he and his new bride had left directly from the venue for their honeymoon. Dad and I slept together that night in Uncle Rory's bed, a California king. We figured we needed to change the sheets before we left anyway, so why not? We got up the next morning and took a shower before making breakfast. We started kissing while we were lathering each other up and one thing led to another. Dad grabbed me by the butt and lifted. I wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist as he pushed me into the smooth, tiled wall. He pulled my ass cheeks apart and that's when I realized what he was getting ready to do so, I loosened up my grip a bit and lowered myself onto the enormous mushroom head of his fuck-stick. I groaned into his mouth as he entered. "Ungh!" But he knew from past experience that it was a sound of pleasure, not pain, so he proceeded until he could go no further. I took over from there as I raised and lowered myself on the cock that made me. Once we were into a rhythm, I started telling him what I wanted, "Fuck me, big daddy, fuck me. Fuck me, Daddy!" I was basically fucking myself on his hard dick and we both knew it, but he got into it too. "Oh, yeah, son, take my big cock up your tight ass. You feel so fucking good wrapped around my prick!" So, I responded, "Give it to me, Daddy, fuck me into next week!" That set him off. He took over and shoved his cock in harder, fucking me into the wall. I was gonna be sore the rest of the day and maybe even the next, but at that moment, it was worth it to see his face as he pounded me. "I'm gonna come, son!" He cried out right before I felt the first wave of white, hot cream hit my insides. And I shot without even touching myself! It was possibly the most intense orgasm of my life to date. He lowered me slowly as his softening cock fell from my overworked asshole. We stood there, I don't know how long, just holding one another as we came down. It was beautiful, and I wasn't sure how either of us was going to be able to walk after that. We continued to hold onto each other and to the wall and we soaped up once more then rinsed off. We got out, dried off then went in search of food. When Dad opened the fridge, there was a note from Uncle Rory. He had left breakfast for us so that we wouldn't have to make anything. Maybe he knew we'd be "getting it on," as he put it, I don't know. It was much appreciated though and delicious. Dad asked me to remind him to thank his brother once we got back home and he had gotten back from Tahiti. We took our time driving back. There was no rush as Dad didn't have to be back to work until the following Wednesday. I was off from school, so I was planning to spend some naked time outdoors working on my tan as soon as we got home. We stopped and ate when we got hungry. We checked into motels at night when we got tired. And when we got horny, we had sex. I still had no desire to fuck my dad, though. It just wasn't something I wanted to do, and he was cool with it. Besides, I think he really liked fucking me anyway. I had plenty of time to reflect on the events of the past week on the long drive back as I sat next to my dad with my hand on his leg and my head on his shoulder, soft music coming from the speakers. And I couldn't help but think that everything happens for a reason. I had never felt closer to him than I did then. And my Uncle Rory had been a revelation to me, a man I had only seen a handful of times was now one of my favorite people in the whole world. It might have had something to do with my getting to fuck him, but I liked to think it was more about the bonding we had all done that weekend. Two brothers and a son/nephew, spending quality time together before a big, life event had to be something special itself, didn't it? Anyway, it was a time I would never forget... and haven't to this day. The end?