SUMMER 2010 | TOM:

    My younger son's 21st birthday changed our relationship for good. Henry had not only let me masturbate and cum on his face at the hotel in Philly, but he also woke me up in the middle of the night and started sucking my dick until I'd shot a second load, this time directly down his eager throat. He was a good cocksucker, and as wrong as it was I kept thinking back to that moment.

    Henry and I had agreed not to tell anyone else about what had happened, including his mother. We were both confused and anxious, but the following morning we admitted to each other that we'd both had fun. After that, we went back home and things went back to normal… kinda. Now, whenever I walked around shirtless in front of Henry I was more aware of my partial nudity; aware of the fact that he was looking at my body up and down. By offering to take him out for his birthday, my intention had been to find him a guy to distract him from his recent breakup with his ex-boyfriend. Turns out I'd succeeded… but that guy was now me.

    That summer, around the Fourth of July, my wife had to work but I had a few days off. I spent the first two days running chores, and on day three I decided to go for a hike. There was a little forest nearby, right by The Hungry Stag diner. I invited Henry to have lunch there and then go for a nice walk with me, and he agreed. The diner was pretty busy, but the owner Reggie came to tend to us as soon as we'd sat down at our table. We had a hearty meal and some coffee, and then it was time to burn the calories.

    "Let's go this way," I said as we left the diner, and I went out back to where the dumpsters were. This was a shortcut to get into the forest, which started right there. 

    "Um, Dad, maybe we should go around, to the main trail?" my son suggested.

    "Why? I'm sure there are little pathways between the shrubbery here as well," I said.

    "Yeah, um, that area is a cruising ground."

    "A what ground?"

    "A cruising ground. It's where men go looking for other men to… have sex," my son informed me.

    "What?! No way. I've lived here half my life and I've never heard of that," I reacted.

    "That's cuz you don't know where to look," my son winked at me. "It's all online, but only on very specific websites."

    "Huh. I wonder if Reggie knows," I said, looking back at the diner. 

    "I don't think anyone knows who doesn't need to know, that's the whole point of cruising grounds. A couple of years ago I was looking it up and I was also surprised to find one so close to home," Henry let me know.

    "Well, we might as well walk through it to get to the main trail, c'mon," I said to my son and we entered the forest. This area was denser with bushes and trees, but there were little pathways between them which looked well-used. I noticed an unusual amount of tissues on the ground, and then there was a…

    "Is that a used condom?" I asked, pointing to a rubber on the ground.

    "Yeah. Damn, that looks like a nice big load," my son replied.

    "That's nasty," I shook my head.

    "I know, I really wish men cleaned up after themselves when they come to places like this. Although," and then Henry chuckled, "there are guys who like to go looking for used condoms like this and suck the cum out of them."

    "HENRY! I am really getting concerned with the type of things you read online," I said. "And please tell me that's not something you do as well?"

    "No, Dad," my son laughed. "I like my jizz straight from the source."

    "Yeah, I know," I rolled my eyes as we kept on walking through the cruising ground. Soon, we bumped into a handsome young man who looked just a couple of years older than Henry, making eyes with him. He was shirtless, walking on the same path in the opposite direction, and had to squeeze past us to get through. As he did so, I couldn't help but notice the intense eye contact between him and my son. 

    "Is he…?" I whispered to Henry. 

    "Cruising me? Yeah, I think he is. Damn, he's hot as well."

    Suddenly, I realized this might be a potential partner for my son, something that Henry needed to get him out of his post-breakup slump. 

    "Why don't you go talk to him?" I suggested to Henry. The guy had started walking more slowly and he was looking back at us.

    "I think I'll do that, Dad," Henry smirked. "Will you wait for me?"

    "Course I will. I'll be in that area over there," I pointed to a nearby clearing. I turned my back to Henry and went to sit on a large rock. I had no idea how long Henry might take, but luckily it was a lovely day – hot but breezy – and here in the shade of the trees it felt quite nice. I enjoyed the nature as long as I could, until I started to get antsy. I decided to interrupt my son's date after all, and if nothing else to tell him that I'll continue the hike on my own and that I'll see him back at the house.

    I expected to see my son talking to this new guy we'd bumped into, but I should've known better. Rather than engaged in a conversation, I saw Henry squatting on the ground, sucking the young stud's cock. The stranger's exposed torso was glistening with perspiration. He had barely any body hair at all, which only accentuated his muscles even more. He held both sides of my son's head, thrusting back and forth and fucking it like a melon. With each thrust, his abs flexed.

    Watching my son sucking this man's dick, just like he'd done to me not that long ago, activated my libido. I felt my bulge growing bigger and I placed my hand on it, rubbing my cock until it reached peak erection. Then, I unzipped my shorts and took my tool out, spitting on my hand for some lube and then using my saliva to work my throbbing shaft with my fist.

    Soon, the young stranger noticed me and just smirked. He gave Henry a little slap on the face and pointed toward me. My son looked my way and we made eye contact. All the while, my hand never let go of my throbber. I jerked myself, dripping precum over the forest floor, while watching my son suck a stranger's dick and looking me straight in the eyes. 

    "Is that your Dad?" I read the handsome stranger's lips as he looked down at Henry, who nodded his head in affirmation, his mouth still full of hard dick. The stranger's smirk got even bigger, probably excited at the notion of fucking my baby boy's face right in front of me. 

    Henry looked away and returned his full attention to the cock that he was orally tending to. I looked up and made eye contact with the unknown young buck instead. He licked his lips, accelerated his thrusting, drilling my son's mouth mercilessly. Seeing this only made my cock get harder, and I stroked it at the same tempo as the stranger's thrusts. Then, I saw him put his hand on the back of Henry's head and really shove his prick all the way in, making my boy gag on it. Henry let out a loud choking sound that reverberated around the forest. I was worried about him for a second but judging by his body language he was… enjoying this. My son enjoyed being on the ground, sucking unknown men's cocks, getting his throat fucked by them. He told me he'd looked up cruising grounds in this area a few years ago, and I wondered if Henry frequented this place often, and if so: for how long? 

    The cocky stranger went harder and harder on my young son's throat, until I could see it in his eyes that he was about to cum. I watched attentively as he let out a loud growl and filled my son's throat with his cum, making him swallow all of it. Then, the stranger pulled down his T-shirt and tucked away his dick, walking away without as much as a thank you.

    I put my own hard cock away and I walked up to Henry, helping him off the ground. I now noticed that my son's dick was hard as well, poking out of his unzipped fly. 

    "Thanks for waiting for me, Dad. That guy's cock was amazing!" my son said.

    "Really? He seemed kinda… rude," I noted.

    "I don't think so," Henry disagreed. "I just wanted his load and that's what I got."

    "Henry, if I may ask… What do you get out of sucking dick?" I asked delicately. "Like, I get it when you're on the receiving end, but what's in it for you this way?"

    "Oh Dad, it's the best thing ever. I can't even explain why I love it, but I do. It's like I was born to do it, and I swear I got a talent for it as well. The rush of adrenaline when he's about to cum is the best part!" Henry said, sounding all excited, and I realized his hand was now wrapped around his hard cock, stroking it as he talked. Next, he added, "Sorry. I just get all hyped when talking about it. It's really great. I assume… you've never done it?"

    "No. No, I haven't," I admitted.

    "I'd say it's something you should do at least once in your life. You don't know what you're missing out on," Henry advised.

    I looked down at my son's tool, illuminated by the sunshine coming in through the trees. He still hadn't cum, just like me. And then, I said,

    "Well, can I… try it on you?"

    "You mean suck my cock? Sure," Henry smiled happily. "I usually prefer to give than to receive, but if you want it it's all yours," he said, pointing down at his throbber.

    "Well is there… something I should know?" I asked nervously. 

    "Not really. Just watch your teeth. Everything else is fine, you'll figure it out as you go along."

    I looked up at my son's face and he offered me an encouraging smile as I squatted down on the ground. While doing so, I pulled my hard dick out of my shorts once again. I was face-to-dick with my son's tool, closer than I'd ever seen it before. Henry unwrapped his hand from around it, and his cock started pulsing in my face all on its own, inviting me to take it in my mouth. I gathered saliva and took a deep breath. I put my right hand around the hilt of Henry's penis, surrounded by neatly trimmed pubic hair. I could feel his blood rushing through it. I licked my lips, leaning closer to my son's cockhead, glistening with precum. I puckered my lips… and I kissed the tip of his dick, sucking in some of the prejizz and running my tongue over my boy's piss slit and feeling it yawn wider. 

    As I sucked on Henry's cockhead, he shot so much precum into my mouth that for a moment there I thought he might be cumming. I swallowed my son's discharge and started to slide my lips further up his shaft, moving slowly in case I was doing something wrong. There were no complaints coming from Henry, though; quite the contrary. My son was moaning and encouraging me with words like "Yeah" and "That feels nice, Dad. You're doing a great job."

    I felt my son's hands running through my hair. He was much gentler with me than the muscular stranger had been with him, and I was grateful for it. Henry might like it rough, but I was nervous enough as is. Whether he was aware of my nerves or not, Henry did a great job at assuaging them. His fingers combing through my hair made me purr like a kitten as I continued to take more and more of his shaft up in my mouth. Soon, I could feel my son's pubes tickling my nose and I realized I was all the way there!

    "Fuck, Dad, you sure this your first time?! You're doing amazing!" Henry laughed as he started to slowly thrust his hips. I placed my left hand on his hip for support, and my other hand found its way down to my own rock-hard prick, stroking it rhythmically as my son pumped back and forth inside my mouth. 

    "For real, Dad, I swear, this's one of the best blowjobs I ever got," my son continued, thrusting deeper inside my throat and slowly hitting the back of it. I wasn't sure if he was just humoring me – I didn't feel like I was doing that much – or maybe I just had a natural talent for it, one that my son had inherited from me.

    With time, my throat started to relax as well, growing even more accommodating to my son's prod. He was still leaking precum down my gullet and fucking my face so hard now that I was certain it wouldn't be long until he was shooting another kind of liquid inside of me.

    "Dad… Oh, Dad… Fuck, Dad, I'm getting close," Henry panted. "Dad… Can I please cum inside your mouth?"

    "Mhm," I nodded, working my own cock faster and faster with my hand. A few moments later, Henry pulled my head forward and shoved his dick all the way inside my maw, to the very hilt. My throat was by now more relaxed and allowed for this to happen. The next second, my gullet was flooded with my son's young sperm, sliding straight down and going inside my stomach. My very first blowjob and my very first cumload as a reward, and it came from no one else but my son.

    As I swallowed Henry's nut, I blew my own load all over the ground. I let out a loud moan but it was muffled by the hard cock shooting jizz in my mouth. I lapped up every last drop coming out of my son's prick, and we both continued cumming for almost a minute. Finally, our climax subsided, and my son released his hold of my head. I pulled back, allowing his dick to come out of my mouth with a plop.

    "Tastes nutty," I said, looking up at Henry's face and smacking my lips, tasting his cum in my mouth still.

    "Haha. Dad, that was awesome," my son said and offered me his hand, helping me get up. With our balls freshly emptied, we finally went for our hike.​