Travis's Dad Buys Him Tightie-Whities

[Araucaria]

During my senior year of college, the family went to visit grandma, and insisted that me and my sister come with them, even though we were both in college. Grandma lived in a two-bedroom condo, so there wasn't enough room for all of us to stay with her. The decision was made for Mom and Sis to stay in Grandma's guest bedroom, and that left me and Dad to stay at a nearby motel.

On the morning after the first night we stayed at the motel, I was getting dressed. I found my pair of tan cargo pants. Dad was talking to me, and I stood in front of him, my muscular 6' 2" frame, naked. I felt a sense of arousal, and realized that my dick was already half-hard in front of my Old Man. I pulled up my trousers, and as I pulled them up to my thighs, Dad said,

"Hey, boy, stop! You need to put on some underwear first!"

"Huh?" I responded, penis still hanging visible over the waistband.

"You always need to put on underwear before you put on your pants, to make sure they stay clean."

I thought for a minute. "I didn't pack underwear, Dad." The truth was that I didn't plan to wear any on this trip.

My father let out a long sigh. "We're going to have to get you some at the Target down the street. I guess you'll have to wear those pants, as is, but we're going to buy some underwear, and you're going to put them on. Got me?"

"You mean I can go commando to Target?"

"Only until we get back, then you're putting them on."

OK, I guess I'll have to go along with this, so I pulled my trousers up, tucked my dick inside, and zipped up. I pulled a T-shirt out of my suitcase, and put it on. It was for something called Bust-a-Nut chewing gum, that I got free at a college rave or something. The T-shirt had a cartoon of a squirrel biting down hard on some acorns, with this white stuff squirting out of them. It was drawn in a way that it didn't take much imagination to think it looked like an ejaculating penis. The gum itself actually came in acorn-shaped pieces that squirted this intense mint-flavored gel in your mouth when you bit down on them. But I've never seen the chewing gum brand anywhere since the rave.

I rode with Dad down to the Target. We looked through the underwear display.

"Here, let's get you these," Dad said, as grabbed a package of tightie-whities.

"I'd rather wear boxers."

"Look. All these boxers cost $4.99, $5.99 apiece. For just a dollar more, you can get six pairs of briefs in a package."

I felt vaguely annoyed. Everyone knows that tightie-whities are uncool. Only little boys whose mommies buy their underwear and old men wear them. Boxers are where it's at, that, or boxer-briefs. They're pretty cool as well.

But it was clear that Dad had made up his mind, as he started walking off with the package.

"Dad, if I've gotta wear briefs, I'd rather wear Hanes. Those are Fruit-of-the-Looms." I vaguely remembered that Hanes were slightly more comfortable than Fruit-of-the-Looms as a kid. I hadn't worn briefs since 6th grade.

"They cost 50c more. Oh, OK, we'll get them for you, then."

We drove back to the motel. Once there, Dad threw me the package of briefs.

"Here. Put them on. I gonna stay here and watch you, to make sure you do."

I tore into the plastic, and pulled out a pair. Dad looked at me, waiting.

Slowly I pulled my pants down. Once I did, I realized that Harold (that's the name I gave my penis) was at full mast. I had to realize for myself, at least, that being naked in front of my own father was what gave me this boner.

"Wow, son, what gave you that boner?"

"I'm 22 years old, and this is the first time I've been naked in front of you since I was, like 6. It's just the way my body responds to the situation."

I felt extremely aroused as I stood there, Dad staring at my manhood. A silent minute or so went by.

"Well, put your underwear on."

"I can't. I'm just gonna have to jack off first."

"OK, then go ahead. We're going to have to get moving."

"Right here?"

"Well, that's where you are. It's not like I haven't caught you playing with yourself before."

Hell, this has been one crazy morning. But jack off in front of my Dad? I wouldn't miss the chance of this for the world.

I put my fist around my cock, and started pumping. I savored the feel of actually stimulating myself in front of my Old Man, and him taking it in. Neither of us talked as I beat my meat. Soon I started grabbing my balls with my free hand, as I continued to work with the other hand.

"When did you catch me jacking off before, Dad?"

"Oh, it's been several times. You don't know it just because I didn't disturb you when I did, and left you to your pleasure."

So my Dad's caught me jacking off before, and I didn't realize it. As I kept playing with myself, the questions kept popping in my mind. When? How many times? Did he stop to watch me? It must have been a couple of times when I jacked off, when Mom and Sis weren't home, but Dad was home, but otherwise preoccupied, I would sometimes leave the door open when I jacked off.

I felt my arousal building, and Dad must have sensed it, too, because he said, "Don't finish in front of me. Do it on the dresser or something!"

So I stood at one end of the dresser, continuing to masturbate. Soon I knew I couldn't hold it any more.

"Here comes, Dad!" I shot my load all over that dresser, it must have gone over 6 feet. I got some on a lampshade, some on the mirror, and I think some on the carpet. I let go with spurt after spurt of my ejaculate, until I was finally spent.

"Whew, I feel a lot better!" I savored the post-orgasmic calm, giving time for my penis to go down. I took some facial tissue, and wiped the cum off my penis, my hand, and a couple of other little splatters I got on myself.

Finally, I got the pair of underwear, stepped in them in front of my Dad, pulled my cargo pants up, and we left the motel room for Grandma's.

 

[sosotun9091]

Hot! Looking forward to seeing more actions between Travis and his dad.

 

[andybrown]

Hot! Looking forward to seeing more actions between Travis and his dad.

Same here, hope they'll jack off each other and enjoy some dad-son frot action as well...

 

[Araucaria]

Same here, hope they'll jack off each other and enjoy some dad-son frot action as well...

I've written a few more chapters of this story I haven't shared yet, since I'm thinking of changing a few things around. Maybe you'll see what you're looking for in future installments

 

[andybrown]

I've written a few more chapters of this story I haven't shared yet, since I'm thinking of changing a few things around. Maybe you'll see what you're looking for in future installments

Since you're already changing things, you could include that in the next chapters. Don't let us wait too much!

 

[Araucaria]

I had erection problems as Dad drove us over to Grandma's. It seems that my confrontation with Dad over my tightie-whities, ending with me jacking off in front of him, only whetted my sexual appetite. I kept adjusting myself. And I noticed that my Old Man sure seemed to be doing a lot of adjusting of his own.

I noticed at one point that Dad showed the full length of his erection through his pants.

"Hey Dad, I've got hard-on problems, too," I said, grabbing my own full length boner.

"Yes, and if you're smart, you'll try to make yours go down like me, before we get to Grandma's!" he said with annoyance. He shoved his hand inside his pants to adjust himself to make his boner less obvious.

We arrived at Grandma's house, and everybody exchanged morning greetings in the living room.

Right after we all sat down, Mom gave a critical gaze at my Bust-A-Nut T-shirt. I counted 1, 2, 3 to myself.

"Travis, take off that T-shirt. That's obscene!"

Sis gave a little snicker at it. She always loved my rebellious edginess, though she never came right out and said she liked anything I said or did to counter the disapproval of my parents.

I put on my best "annoyed" face, stood up in the living room, and took off the T-shirt, doing my best to show off my muscles and torso while pretending to be ignorant of the show I was putting on. I was about to sit back down, shirtless, but Mom said,

"Oh, for gosh sakes, put your shirt on inside out!" And then to my Dad, she said, "Honey, why'd you let him wear that filthy shirt?"

"I had quite a time just getting the boy to wear something underneath his pants this morning! We had to make an emergency trip to buy him some briefs."

"Yeah, and he made me change right in front of him."

"I had to make sure you really did put them on."

"Yeah, I'm naked in front of Dad for the first time since I was a little kid."

Sis giggled at all this banter.

"You act like a little boy, I'll treat you like a little boy!" Dad said it a such a stern tone that I busted out laughing, which caused him to laugh.

The day went on pretty much the way you'd expect. Finally, late in the evening, Grandma had to go to bed, and Dad and I drove back to the motel.

 

[andybrown]

The day went on pretty much the way you'd expect. Finally, late in the evening, Grandma had to go to bed, and Dad and I drove back to the motel.

What will happen when they reach the motel? Hope something hot...

 

[Araucaria]

Back in the motel room, I took off my clothes. I looked down at my tightie-whities, and found myself admiring myself in the mirror. Man, I look sexy in these briefs. They show off my ass perfectly, and I've got a nice big bulge in front. I even flexed my muscles.

"See, you look good in those briefs," Dad told me, having noticed me after his attention was diverted from the television.

"These tightie-whities really make me look hot!" Dad's eyes on me were started to get me aroused.

"Wanna see mine?"

Without waiting for an answer, my Old Man stripped out of his clothes, and stood there in his own pair of white briefs. Since his weren't brand new, they were a bit stretched and worn, and he had a bit of an overhanging belly. It was obvious that he had a couple of inches on me in the waist.

But other than that, he didn't look so bad. Dad turned around, admiring himself, and his briefs still did a decent job of accentuating his buttocks, and he showed a nice bulge up front.

Harold stood at full mast, pushing out my briefs outrageously. I rubbed him through the fabric, as my Dad watched.

"MInd if I jack off?"

My first impulse was to just rip off my briefs and go to town. But instead I pulled and tugged my cock, slowly, to get my Old Man aroused.

I watched as he only took a few moments to get stiff, his erection thrusting out his briefs.

Only then did I unsheathe Harold, freeing myself from the tightie-whities Dad had imposed on me this morning. I made a fist around my cock, and started beating my meat.

Dad watched me for a minute or two. Finally, he said, "Oh, the hell with it, I've got to jack off!"

He ripped off his briefs, and his cock sprung free, big as mine. Even though he was a middle-age man, his penis still looked young, no older than mine. He let it stand tall and proud for a moment, and started playing with himself.

Here we were, father and son, watching each other stimulate ourselves, and getting off on watching each other. Soon we matched the speed and rhythm of our jacking motions.

We stood in front of each other like this for a few minutes, fisting ourselves, occasionally grabbing our balls, or touching ourselves in other spots.

Soon I was about to cum, so I stood right in front of Dad. I shot spurt after spurt on him.

"I love you, Dad!" I yelled.

"You bastard!" he responded, though he did nothing to get out of the way of the eruption of my semen, until I was spent.

"Because of that, I'll do that to you!" My Old Man came right over, and ejaculated. I felt his hot cum land on my cock and balls, and my thighs.

"Yeah, way to go, Dad!"

After that, we looked at each other.

"What a mess!" Dad observed.

"Man, I'm so tired, let's go to bed. We can clean up in the morning."

Me and Dad went to bed together, and wrapped each other in a big bear hug. We started rubbing our bodies together, luxuriating in the feel of our wet, spermy skin slipping and sliding all over each other. I got hard again, thrusting my cock against Dad's stiffening member. I kept thrusting mine against his, harder and harder, and he likewise thrust his, harder and harder, against mine.

We kept on like this, until I let go of a load of cum on Dad's cock and balls, and feeling his hot cum spew out on my cock, balls, and thighs.

"Damn, son, you're one hot fucker!"

"You ain't too bad yourself, Dad!"

We kissed each other, until our mouths opened and our tongues dueled each other sloppily. Now I was really tired, and me and Dad wrapped our arms around each other. The last thing I remember was seeing my discarded T-shirt with its Bust-A-Nut logo.

 

[andybrown]

Back in the motel room, I took off my clothes. I looked down at my tightie-whities, and found myself admiring myself in the mirror. Man, I look sexy in these briefs. They show off my ass perfectly, and I've got a nice big bulge in front. I even flexed my muscles.

"See, you look good in those briefs," Dad told me, having noticed me after his attention was diverted from the television.

"These tightie-whities really make me look hot!" Dad's eyes on me were started to get me aroused.

"Wanna see mine?"

Without waiting for an answer, my Old Man stripped out of his clothes, and stood there in his own pair of white briefs. Since his weren't brand new, they were a bit stretched and worn, and he had a bit of an overhanging belly. It was obvious that he had a couple of inches on me in the waist.

But other than that, he didn't look so bad. Dad turned around, admiring himself, and his briefs still did a decent job of accentuating his buttocks, and he showed a nice bulge up front.

Harold stood at full mast, pushing out my briefs outrageously. I rubbed him through the fabric, as my Dad watched.

"MInd if I jack off?"

My first impulse was to just rip off my briefs and go to town. But instead I pulled and tugged my cock, slowly, to get my Old Man aroused.

I watched as he only took a few moments to get stiff, his erection thrusting out his briefs.

Only then did I unsheathe Harold, freeing myself from the tightie-whities Dad had imposed on me this morning. I made a fist around my cock, and started beating my meat.

Dad watched me for a minute or two. Finally, he said, "Oh, the hell with it, I've got to jack off!"

He ripped off his briefs, and his cock sprung free, big as mine. Even though he was a middle-age man, his penis still looked young, no older than mine. He let it stand tall and proud for a moment, and started playing with himself.

Here we were, father and son, watching each other stimulate ourselves, and getting off on watching each other. Soon we matched the speed and rhythm of our jacking motions.

We stood in front of each other like this for a few minutes, fisting ourselves, occasionally grabbing our balls, or touching ourselves in other spots.

Soon I was about to cum, so I stood right in front of Dad. I shot spurt after spurt on him.

"I love you, Dad!" I yelled.

"You bastard!" he responded, though he did nothing to get out of the way of the eruption of my semen, until I was spent.

"Because of that, I'll do that to you!" My Old Man came right over, and ejaculated. I felt his hot cum land on my cock and balls, and my thighs.

"Yeah, way to go, Dad!"

After that, we looked at each other.

"What a mess!" Dad observed.

"Man, I'm so tired, let's go to bed. We can clean up in the morning."

Me and Dad went to bed together, and wrapped each other in a big bear hug. We started rubbing our bodies together, luxuriating in the feel of our wet, spermy skin slipping and sliding all over each other. I got hard again, thrusting my cock against Dad's stiffening member. I kept thrusting mine against his, harder and harder, and he likewise thrust his, harder and harder, against mine.

We kept on like this, until I let go of a load of cum on Dad's cock and balls, and feeling his hot cum spew out on my cock, balls, and thighs.

"Damn, son, you're one hot fucker!"

"You ain't too bad yourself, Dad!"

We kissed each other, until our mouths opened and our tongues dueled each other sloppily. Now I was really tired, and me and Dad wrapped our arms around each other. The last thing I remember was seeing my discarded T-shirt with its Bust-A-Nut logo.

This is one of the HOTTEST stories I've read here so far!
Thanks so much for posting it, hope you'll add another part or write more dad son tales like this one.

 

[andybrown]

Any hope of more chapters for this great story?