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When my dad told me he was taking me on field trip with him, I was so happy. He spends so much time on the road these days I hardly ever get to see him and he always misses my football games. Because I am now 18 he doesn't worry about me so much and with my mom now living in Perth and not having anything to do with us, he decided I could travel around with him instead of staying home during the holidays. I had known I was gay for so long, but I didn't know what to do about it. I mean, I went to an all-boy’s school that was so fucking straight. Just the word faggot was enough to start a war. So I did all the butch things and discovered I was pretty fucking good at Aussie Rules. Problem was I was also pretty good at getting a hard-on in the locker rooms after the game. Got to the point where I would do some warm down training on the oval after the games just to avoid my obvious "problem" in the showers. I have to be honest, I was in lust with just about every guy I played footie with and against. When you are on the field your mind is supposed to be on the game, but how do you fucking concentrate when all those tight arses run around in front of you in those tight shorts. When you get a hard-on there is nowhere to hide it in your tight shorts, I can tell you. My jocks straps become very tight every match day. I got kidded a couple of times by a few guys over the size of my dick and how I always got a hard-on, but then so did some of them and they must have been checking me out to notice. Luke Hart decided to nickname me "Donkey Boy", which became a private joke with the rest of the team. But I never took offense, and was actually proud of my big dick; I just didn't want the other guys knowing why I got so hard. Anyway, my dad and I go off on this sales trip. He has decided he will go all over his sales area during the week and then take a couple of extra days off to spend some time with me. As he owns his own business, he can afford to do this. The first three days are pretty boring, except for the fact that I now see my dad naked almost every night because we are sharing a motel room. I have checked my dad out before, but being in close quarters with him makes me realize how fucking hot he is. We are from Italian ancestry and we have both inherited the dark hair and dark skin of our forebears. My chest is starting to get a nice coating of hair and I feel this makes me more grown up. When I check out my dad's body, I realize where I get my donkey dick. His cock must be 4 or 5 inches long just soft. I take every opportunity to sneak looks at him. When he is off on his sales visits during the day, I jerk off like crazy fantasizing about his body and his cock and how it would feel in my mouth and about fucking his arse. On the third day, things go a bit strange. We went out for dinner and we both had a few beers; 18 is the legal age in Australia. We were walking back to the motel when dad said he had to take a piss. I told him I had to as well. Instead of pissing in the bushes, he told me there was a park up ahead we could use. "Don't want to get done for pissing public do we son?" We walked a bit further and found this toilet block in a deserted area. The whole place was dimly lit and when we got in there my dad headed for the cubicles. I could hear him pissing as I stood at the urinal. I finished and zipped up waiting for him to come out. I noticed that the other cubicle was locked and that my dad had shut the door to his. There was no noise of pissing and he hadn't flushed his toilet. Must be taking a crap I thought. I walked around the corner and noticed that my dad's feet were up against the wall of the cubicle not facing outward. I wondered what the hell was going on. I looked under and saw that the other guy's feet were facing into my dad's: something was definitely happening in there! I looked through the crack and saw my dad slamming his cock through the wall. I looked through crack on the other side and saw this young guy swinging on my dad's cock. I stood up in disbelief. My dad was getting a blowjob! I rested against the wall and could see through the cracks of both doors. I lifted my shorts and let my cock out; it was hard and dripping. I spat into my hand and started stroking off. As I watched, I saw my dad turn his head toward me, resting it on the wall; his eyes were open, watching me jerking off. How much can he see, I thought? Just then he reached over and opened the door. I watched intently as he fucked his cock through a hole in the wall, feeding his cock to the lucky cocksucker on the other side. He smiled at me and tilted his head to join him. As I walked over to him, he whispered, "You want some of this, too, son?" I nodded, too dizzy to speak. He withdrew his cock from the hole, much to the protests of the cocksucker. He placed an encouraging hand on my arse and guided me to the hole. I felt my first set of lips slide down my cock, sucking me whole. My dad's hands were urging my butt in and out and I quickly built a rhythm with the cocksucker. We heard two sets of footsteps outside and my dad left the cubicle and told me to get out also. We both quickly left and my dad explained it could be cops. It wasn't; just a couple of other guys. I said to my dad, "I always wanted… I mean, I always knew I was…fuck, I don't know what to say, Dad." "You like getting your cock sucked, son, is that it?" "Yeah, but that's my first time, Dad." "What? None of your footie buddies ever helped you out?" "No way! Never." "Not even Luke Hart?" "Why him in particular?" "That young man has an incredible mouth for sucking cock. I should know: he's sucked me off quite a few times. Well, now you know my secrets, son; I like cocksucking as well. That's why I spend so much time on the road. I have a network of places like this that I visit regularly and I know a lot of guys who love sucking my cock or having me fuck them. Hell, I even return the favour for a couple of them." My father's words completely surprised me and my cock swelled in my shorts at the thought of his secret sex life. He reached down to my swollen cock and asked if I wanted to go back inside and finish, or would I rather go back to the motel room and have a bit of fun with him. Well what do you think? There was only one bed in the motel room to get worked over that night. My father's cock found a new home, in my mouth and up my arse. He is an intensely passionate man; his hands run lightly all over my body and his tongue has taken me to heights I never knew would ever have existed. When he pierced my arse for the first time, I almost passed out, but the incredible feeling of that cock entering my body was overwhelming. This was a special gift from my father and I reveled in sheer pleasure that bonded us that night. He gave me five loads of Hot Daddy Cum that first night, the last being all over my chest and face as my own cock unloaded up his hot, tight masculine arse. For the next week we traveled to all of his favourite glory hole spots and had an orgy in just about every damn one. He knew so many guys; there was never a shortage. My arse and mouth were never the same. As for Luke Hart, well he comes around home after every training session and services both Dad and me: He just can't get enough of our donkey dicks! If you liked this story or have some ideas please email me at twincest@hotmail.com