Subject: Jacking-Off-with-Dad-05 Gay/Incest (M/m, mm, Mmm) I’ve read Nifty for 20+ years and would love to contribute to making (what I think) are higher quality stories. If you like my writing style and preferred themes, please email me at ail to request commissions. I’ll write the story you want to jerk off to, and share it on Nifty. Please contribute to Nifty by sharing a story or by donating. Thank you! __ Jacking Off With Dad by MasturbationBro Chatper 5 The following Saturday, I was in the car with my dad, heading up the freeway. My dad worked near the stadium, and his company would charge people twenty bucks to park in their parking lot when there was a game. My dad often volunteered to work the games as an easy way to make extra money. He would bring me along and give me one of the twenties for helping out. I was just zoning out a bit and looking out the window while he drove. I wasn’t a talkative kid. If I wasn’t reading, I would just be in my head a lot day dreaming. At that age, being on the freeway would make me bone up sometimes just from the vibrations on the road. Shortly into the trip, those vibrations got to my dick and I got hard. I was daydreaming about the other day in the RV, and how free it felt to beat off with the guys when my dad interrupted. “Whatchya thinkin’ about, buddy?” I froze. I was just thinking about jacking off and didn’t know what to say. I scrambled to think of something normal. I mean, he couldn’t have known what I was thinking about, right? I glanced down at my lap though, and realized he obviously knew that I was thinking about sex. My pants were kind of tight and my hardon was clearly visible. My face blushed red. My dad laughed, but like he always does, he said something that made me feel better. “Looks like you are pitching a big tent, buddy.” Big? Me? I knew he wasn’t making fun of me. My dad had a miraculous way of taking something that could sound like teasing but instead of making me feel bad, it made me feel more confident. Caught, I decided to fess up, though I’d have to change the details a little bit. He had told me that talking about jacking off with buddies was normal, but I wasn’t quite sure how he’d feel if I told him I was jacking off with the neighborhood guys, and I’d knew he would be pissed if he knew we were sneaking into his porn. “Um… yeah, Dad. I was just thinking about some girls from school.” He smiled and asked me some details about which ones I liked. He knew of some of the neighborhood girls and there were a couple that we’d see at birthday parties. He even shared some memories of his first crushes at school. We arrived at the parking lot and got to work setting up the signs. No one worked weekends at my dad’s company, so the lot was perfect for letting people park. It was pretty easy. I’d just have to collect the money from the people driving in, and point them towards my dad who showed them where to park. Most of the time, the lot would fill up before the game started, and we could leave right away. Today the team we were playing must have been lame because it was pretty slow. Half the lot was empty. We’d have to stay an extra half hour after the game started to charge any stragglers that were getting to the game late. My dad was able to manage things himself, so I went to the car to read my book. I couldn’t really concentrate though because I was still horned up thinking about my week. My dad said that jacking off would make my boners go away, but if anything, jacking off has been making me hornier than ever. I pressed my hand into the boner constrained by my jeans. Just pushing on it through the coarse material felt amazing. How am I ever gonna stop touching my cock? I glanced up at my dad to see what he was doing. He was just walking back and forth near the entrance, waiting for new people to drive in. Our car was on the opposite side of the lot where we parked gölcük escort bayan the first arrivals. The car was just in the middle of the road blocking in a few cars so we wouldn’t take up any of the stalls. He was far enough away that I considered pulling my dick out to relieve myself. If any cars came in or if people came back to their cars early for some reason, I’d definitely see them come in. I’d have time to pull my shirt down to hide my cock. I let my dick decide for me. Glancing back up at my dad to make sure he was still busy, I unzipped my jeans and fished my dick out of my underwear. I instantly felt relief. Knowing I wouldn’t have much time, I jacked like I often did when I was sitting on the toilet at home, as fast as possible. I spit in my palm and rubbed. It’s hard to describe the sensation, I just leaned back in my seat and stared at the roof of my car while I enjoyed the waves of pleasure that spread across my body. Even with the spit, I was feeling heat and friction on my cock head and I loved it. That tingling feeling started to come over me. I was going to cu- Then a loud sound interrupted my flow as my dad opened the car door! “God damnit, Josh!” he cried out. My heart leapt up into my throat as I came back to reality. My dad was glaring at me from the car door as my dick shriveled up from the fright. “Ow!” I cried out, as a painful sensation radiated from my balls. My dad look concerned for a second, and sat down in the driver’s seat and closed the car door. “Just breathe,” he advised. I took his advice and took deep breaths. The pain was still there, but it was a dull throbbing ache that wouldn’t go away. I tucked my dick away and zipped up my pants. I couldn’t look my dad in the eyes, I was so embarrassed. “Fuck, Josh. You want to get arrested for having your dick out like that?” I was so frustrated. I was so close to cumming. My balls hurt. I never had privacy to jerk off and I was just so horny all the time. I hate having my dad angry at me, too. “Dad… you don’t know what it’s like,” I said, near tears. “I never get to jerk off!” My dad didn’t say anything. I could tell he was struggling with what to say. I used the silence to continue, “I share the room with Billy, so I can’t jerk off there. I do it in the bathroom when I can, but I am sure people can hear it when I’m doing it. There are always other people who want to use the bathroom. What am I supposed to do?” My dad let out a big sigh as he let his anger slip away. “I get where you are coming from, son. I had to sneak around when I jerked off when I was your age. But you can’t be doing it out in the open like this where you could get caught. You weren’t even keeping a lookout. Fuck, you didn’t even notice me walking up to the car. What if I was some girl?” I let my dad’s words sink in and I felt guilty. He was right. I was totally being irresponsible. I covered my face up with my hands in shame and frustration. “Look, we’ll figure something out together, okay? Just calm down a little for now. No harm done, right?” My heart lightened knowing that my dad was trying to make me feel better. He really was the best. He got out of the car and started packing up the signs. I started to feel more like myself but was still a bit embarrassed. On the drive home we were mostly silent again until my dad started in, “So, we’ll have to figure out a way for you to get some more privacy to jerk off. Maybe set up the shed or something. What do you think?” I didn’t really know what he meant by setting up the shed, but I was intrigued. “Sure, Dad. But what do you mean?” “Well, if we put a folding chair out there, I can hide some of my old titty magazines in there. Maybe you can go in there when you need to wank one out.” “Do you think you can buy me a magazine?” I asked. I was going to ask my dad to buy me a porn magazine if I lost the bet with kocaeli otele gelen escort my brother, but it wasn’t that much of a bet. It turned out talking about this stuff with my dad was getting easier and easier because he was so cool about it, that I wasn’t even embarrassed to ask. “Why do you ask?” “Well,” I hesitated. I was skirting a potential problem here if he started to suspect that we were borrowing his porn without his permission. “There are some guys that look at porn together. They are Kyle’s age. If I brought them some porn magazines, they’d think I was cool and I could probably jerk off with them.” I suspected that since my dad taught me how to cum, that he wouldn’t care if I jerked with other boys. “Hmm, well I’ll think about it, buddy. I used to whack it with my pals, too, so I know what you mean. But I’m not sure how much it will solve your problem, though. I mean, you can’t really jerk off at your buddy’s house anytime you want.” He thought about it some more and added, “For now, you should ask your brother to let you use his room from time to time. I know he beats it a lot, too.” Although I was dejected by his response about the porn, his idea did perk me up a little bit. I had thought of asking my brother to use his room before, but I thought he’d tell me to fuck off. Maybe he won’t if I told him it was dad’s idea. “How do your balls feel?” “Still sore,” I said. “Well, it sounds you got blue balls. When we get home, say you need to take a nap, and I’ll get you some privacy. Once we’re gone, work out a load and they’ll feel better.” True to his word, when we got home, my dad announced he was taking everyone out for ice cream. I stayed behind and blew out my load. The next day my dad had another game to work. I was a little surprised he asked me to come along again. He’d usually bring one of my other brothers to spread around the father son bonding time. Again, we were driving on the freeway when I boned up, and again my dad noticed. “Whatchya thinkin’ about?” He asked. I looked over at him and grinned. This time I grabbed my bulge and pulled on it for good measure. “Pussy,” I told him boldly. He guffawed, “Oh fuck, buddy. You crack me up. God, you remind me so much of myself when I was your age.” We laughed some more. I kept my hand on my hardon while we drove. My dad finally said, “Look in the glove box, buddy.” I opened it and was surprised to find a porn magazine. I unrolled it and tried to hide my disappointment when I realized it’s one of his magazines that I’ve looked at already. “I thought of one way that might help you out a bit. When we work these games, the office is pretty empty. I figure you can go inside and have some alone time while I work. You won’t get any money for helping me out though.” I smiled, touched that my dad would be so thoughtful. I mean, who else has a dad that worries so much about his son’s masturbation time? “Thanks, Dad. That sounds awesome.” Unlike the day before, the game today was very busy. The lot was full a half hour before the game started. Since I was busy helping my dad, I didn’t have any time to jerk off. It was so busy the thought of it didn’t even cross my mind. My dad didn’t forget though. “Grab the magazine and let’s go inside for a second,” he said. Intrigued, I did what he asked and followed him inside. The building was deserted and it felt weird walking through the place. We went to the 2nd floor to his office. He shared it with 3 other coworkers. He motioned for me to take a seat, and he closed the blinds, and then shut the door and locked it. “Let’s take a look,” he said, motioning for me to set the magazine down on his desk. I rolled up my chair next to him. In disbelief I realized that my dad intended to look at the porn with me. We were going to jerk off together again! I had been wondering if we were going to do it kocaeli sınırsız escort again. I knew I wanted to. I never had felt so close to him before, but figured he was only showing me how to do it. Part of me assumed that now that he knew I could cum on my own, that we’d never jerk together again. My dad didn’t waste any time. He immediately took of his t-shirt and set it on the ground. His hairy chest and belly looked out of place in this office environment, but I wasn’t going to lose out on this chance to bond with my dad again. I took off my shirt, too, and kicked my shoes off. We both pawed at our bulges while we eyed the magazine. I copied my dad. When he took off his pants, I took off mine. When he took off his underwear and socks, I peeled mine off, too. The small office immediately began smelling like our sweaty cracks and feet. I was starting to feel the friction on my cock. I wanted to jerk wet again. “Do you have any lotion?” I asked. “See if Diane has any,” he said. Diane was one of the people that shared his office. She was in her mid-twenties, and judging by the picture frames on her desk, recently had a baby. I found a bottle in her first drawer. I pulled it out and pumped some on my dick. I handed it to my dad who did the same. The wet smacking sounds of our jacking filled the air as we got to the end of the magazine. Suddenly inspired, my dad stood up and went to Diane’s desk. He looked through her pictures until he found one he liked, and sat it on his chair. “Stand up, son,” he instructed. He motioned for me to stand across from him looking down at this picture. I never stood while I beat off before, so it was kind of awkward to get the hang of it. “Diane’s tits got so huge when she got pregnant. She still has to pump them,” he said. My dad was panting while he spoke. The look on his face was crazy horned. It was true, the picture my dad chose was the one that showed the most cleavage. She was fucking stacked. “Look at them, son!” He commanded. I looked down at her tits and stroked my cock. This was entirely different than jerking to porn bimbos. This was a real person, a big-titted woman I have spoken to before. “Tell me what you would do to her tits, son.” I was so horned, my dad wanted to know how I would lust over Diane. I told him the first thing that came to mind. “I’d lick her nipples, Dad,” I started. “And?” my dad urged me to continue. “I’d suck her left one and then the right one,” I was getting so turned on. I never talked so much about sex with anyone like this. This dirty talk was going straight to my cock. I added, “Then I’d put my mouth between her tits and lick all over.” My dad grunted when I told him what I’d do. My dad took his hand off his cock and pretended he had both tits in his hands. “I’d hold her tits together like this, and then fuck my dick between them,” and then my dad started humping the hair. His fat, hairy penis pumped the air where he held his hands together. “Oh fuck, Dad. I wanna do that, too. I wanna take turns fucking her tits with you!” “Yeah, son, fuck those tits with me.” He put his hands back on this cock. One hand pulled on his balls while the other stroked his penis. We both yelled words of encouragement to each other. Coaching each other on while we fucked her tits. If someone had come into the office, they would have known all the way down the hall that something weird was going on. We were so into it we forgot all caution while we jacked to her tits. “Fuck yeah, Dad, fuck those tits!” “Don’t stop, son. Hump them till you jizz.” “I’ll suck on the left tit, you suck on the right.” I said My dad’s eyes rolled back in his head while we perved on his coworker. “Yeah bud, let’s suck her milk out together!” Fuck! That was so fucking wrong! With a yell I grunted out my load! It shot across from me and saw it hit my dad’s hairy belly. “Oh fuck!” he yelled. He unloaded, too. It felt his hot ropes hit me as well, then looked down as our next shots landed on the picture frame below. We stood over the picture while we milked out the remaining drops of cum. With his jacking hand, he grasped my shoulder as we caught our breath, our sweat dripped down our foreheads while we recovered.