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Family Camp Out

Two weeks after my 18th birthday, my father asked me if I wanted to spend the weekend with him and Uncle Tony on a little camping trip. I was a little leery because as a young boy I was in the scouts. My father never showed any interest, so I reluctantly said yes. The one good thing was Uncle Tony was going with us. I always thought he is hot; Tony is only 32 and the youngest of my dad’s brothers, at 6 foot tall with blue eyes and brown hair, he is a walking advertisement for Abercrombie and finch.

My dad who is only in his early forties has kept up his appearances well. My dad looks like a younger version of Tom Selleck, right down to his hairy chest. I look like a child of both of them; I have the blue eyes and the height. However, I only have patchy areas of hair on my chest.

In the dick department, I am a work in progress; my dick has seen steady growth over the last three years. Thankfully, it went from five inches to seven then to nearly 9 inches with impressive girth. This is around the same time my hair on my chest started to show. I hope it becomes a thick mat like the one my dad has on his chest.

So on with the trip, it was early Friday morning when my alarm clock rang. It was 5 am I woke up, walk up to my dad’s door, and yelled to him to wake up. I headed to the kitchen to brew a pot of coffee. A few minutes later dad walking in the kitchen with his bathrobe on, he had a bad case of bed head. He sat on down at the edge of the counter on a stool. As he sat there, I watched as dad yawned and the belt of his rode slipped off. I could not believe my eyes, I was transfixed on the massive piece of meat my dad had hanging between his legs; his balls were big and covered in hair. Dad saw me looking but never said anything he just smiled and closed his robe.

Dad then told me I had better go a pack some clothes because Tony should be here soon. I ran to my room with my dick still half-hard from Dad’s peep show.

I being a good scout I had my shit packed the night before so I locked my door and gave my semi hard dick some air. I spit some saliva in my palm and stroked my dick, the entire time I had flashes of my dad’s cock hanging down and pressing against his leg. I was in my own little world, I felt my balls begin their journey just as loads of cum landed in my other hand.

I was just about to clean up when my dad banged on my door. Hey nick your Uncle tony just pulled up, what are you doing in there with the door locked? I replied nothing Dad I am just changing my clothes. Dad said well hurry the fuck up I need you to help your uncle pack the Aztec. Therefore, I guess we are taking Dad’s car.

Uncle Tony had one of those little sports cars with a 5-figure price tag. The ones that is only good for showing off. I ran outside just as Uncle Tony stepped out of his car. I was in shock he was wearing a pair of red spandex shorts and a black tee shirt. Those shorts showed everything Uncle Tony had. (Good thing they were not mesh.) I walked over and told Uncle Tony hello, he said hey nick what’s up? I wanted to burst out laughing but I said nothing waiting for dad as usual. Uncle Tony said where is the old fuck; He is in the house getting ready for our trip. He wants’ us to pack up his car. The tent is in the garage along with the air mattresses. Uncle Tony said what no sleeping bags; no, Dad’s back cannot take the hard ground. Therefore, Uncle Tony and I packed up and headed to the house.

As soon as Uncle Tony and I headed to the kitchen, Dad said holy fuck Tony what are you wearing some kind of queer underwear. Tony gave dad a dirty look and told my dad to shut the fuck up I am going to be comfortable for the long trip to the pinelands. Dad just laughed and said fine but you might want to put on a pair of jeans. Tony said if it would shut you the fuck up I will. I told Uncle tony I would get you a pair, Uncle Tony followed me to my bedroom as Dad say hurry the hell up I will be in the truck. I went to my dresser and handed Uncle Tony a pair of my old tattered jeans, I was amazed as Uncle Tony kicked off his sneakers and slide his spandex shorts off, Uncle Tony did not seem shy about being half-naked, and his cock was impressive as well. It looked to be about 6 inches soft.

He picked up the shorts and tossed them into my face, he smiled and said they smell sweet huh and winked. I heard Dad blowing the car horn, Uncle Tony said grab my sneaks and let us go before your old man has a fucking stroke. We hurried and ran to the car; I had stuffed the shorts in my pocket because Uncle Tony still wanted to take them with us. Uncle Tony yelled shotgun and I had to back seat.

It was only about 6:30 and still dark out. I got ready for out two-hour drive to a park in the middle of New Jersey, I slipped on my ear buds to my mp3 player and drifted off to sleep. Suddenly I woke up because my mp3 player has malfunctioned and hissed a dreadful noise.

I opened my eyes just a dawn approached; I thought I was dreaming when I saw Dad and my Uncle Tony in the front seat feeling each other’s hard cock through their clothes. Dad looked in the rear view mirror and saw that I was awake; he just removed his hand and kept driving. I just closed my eyes and drifted off back to sleep.

The End Part 2 continues.