Date: Sun, 18 Apr 2021 13:19:29 -0400 From: Rod Rey Subject: The Men of the Franco Family 4 Heading down the freeway, the airport was quite a drive from home because of how remote we were. It gave me and Dad time to talk about stuff. Since it was hot out, we wore tank tops and gym shorts. "Dario, did I ever do anything to make you feel the things you feel?" He focused on the road ahead, but he seemed casual and not upset. "You know, when you were growing up?" I looked out the passenger window, the open fields and occasional cattle and horses appearing. "No. Never" "Well, something had to have sparked interest in your curious little mind. You said you've been watching porn since middle school. What made you think to look that stuff up?" I shrugged. "I don't know. I just remember wanting to look up dad stuff, like, nice stuff about family bonds. I typed 'daddy' and was shocked by the results I didn't expect to find." Dad chuckled. "That's the internet. You never know what you'll find." "Yeah, well...I found a lot for sure. First, it was straight stuff. You know, daddy/daughter." "More of those than dad/son. So, what made you find the dad/son stuff?" I gave Dad a sheepish grin, looking at his handsome face while his eyes were still focused on the road. I got an erection just being near him and talking about this stuff with him. It was so private, it excited me. "I saw you naked, so I wanted to look it up and see why I got horny." "Hm, you saw me naked?" His eyes were full of amusement. "I remember a while back when we bumped into each other in the middle of the night." "Before that." "Oh?" Dad sounded more intrigued than ever. I smiled. "Yeah. I was, like, thirteen, maybe? You sometimes left the bathroom door open whenever you showered." He let out a dramatic gasp. "My perverted son sneaked inside and took a peek at his own father." I laughed. "I was curious, okay!" Dad placed a hand on my leg and caressed it. A warm smile spread across his olive face while his heart-melting brown eyes gazed at me for a moment. He really was a muscle-bear Adonis for fifty-five, technically a senior citizen. His dark hair peppered with gray only added to his sex appeal. Many of the men from his side of the family were as well, including me (Dad's younger clone). His hand made me hard, though. He glanced at my big tent and chuckled, shaking his head. "My horny little man." "It's your fault," I muttered, my heart racing at how bold I was to say such a thing. "Oh, is it now? How so?" Even more shocking was his hand slivering its way toward my inner thigh, massaging me there for a painfully-sexual torture. I breathed hard, my eyes growing heavy while my hunger for him intensified. "Dad..." He smirked. "What, Dario? Am I turning you on?" "That...feels good." "What this? It's just a massage." I didn't say another word. I just sat here in the passenger seat while my hard dick precummed like a leaking hose. "Look at the front of your shorts. You're so wet." I was, and so horny. I reached for my bulge for a grope. "Horny, aren't you?" That smirk again. "Very," I said under my breath. "Pull it out, but don't jerk off." I did, but not without looking around us first. Only a few other cars drove at a safe distance. Dad's touch wasn't the only shocker to me; his incestuous boldness was too. Being gay was already hard enough in a highly-conservative area like much of northern Wisconsin. While still driving, Dad took brief glimpses of my big dick and smiled. "Look at that. It's leaking so much. I glanced at his bulge for the first time today. It was hard with a wet spot too, which only made me hornier. He surprised me even more by reaching for my dick and giving it a hard squeeze. "I made this, boy. I made all of you twenty-one years ago. So I can touch you anywhere anytime I want. Got that?" He wasn't mean about it, though. I nodded, realizing my dream was gradually coming true. With his thumb, Dad slowly rubbed the oozing tip of my dick head in a circular motion, creating a stronger sensation inside me. He looked around his shoulders to watch for the other cars that were still far away. Then, he squeezed more precum out of me and onto his thumb. He let go of my dick and smeared the fluid over my lips. "Taste yourself, Dario." I did, licking the saltiness off my lips. God, I was so ready to shoot right now. This was too much: the pressure, the torture, the blue balls. All this cum bubbling up inside my hairy balls needed to be drained out. "How's it taste?" "Good." I sounded hornier than I'd intended. Dad wiped his thumb on his shorts. "Pull your shorts back up. We're not too far from the airport, and there's going to be more cars showing up on the freeway." As bummed as I was, I obeyed, failing to hide a frown. He patted my shoulder. "Don't be sad. You'll get to come, just not right now. Wait until tonight, okay?" I simply nodded, staring at the window. The fields and woods eventually transitioned to more houses and commercial buildings as we neared a city where many more cars drove by us. "You know, Dario. Having gay sons is the greatest gift a father could ever have." My eyebrows lowered. "Sons?" Dad smirked. "Stick around, and you'll know all my secrets. Let's just say I don't do monogamy as well as your mother does." He winked and continued driving. Um...what...? Did I actually have brothers? Gay brothers? Holy fuck! ***INFO*** More by Rod Rey: https://rodreywriter.wordpress.com (c) 2021, Rod Rey. All Rights Reserved. Please donate to help keep Nifty alive!