I knew it would happen. The last time I shared a hotel room with dad he came out of the shower and started to jack himself off. We made eye contact and he continued. He didn’t say anything that time, but I knew he wanted me. Now here he was again, naked before me on a hotel room bed. And hard.
"C’mon boy, just touch it."
I don’t want to.
"It’s just what guys do boy, they fool around, have some fun."
I don’t know any guys that do that.
"Sure you do, c’mon touch it boy. You’ll like it."
So I sighed and took dad’s cock into my hand. And I did like it. The control I had over him made me horny. I immediately got rock hard.
"That’s the spirit boy."
I don’t think he understood what he had started. I fucked him on that bed. I fucked my dad. And I did like it.