Awakening

I about jumped out of my shoes when dad touched me. I wanted to touch him back. "I've been that way all night." I told him how his touching me at dinner affected me and how I had almost cum when mom put her hand between my legs and rubbed my balls.

Dad laughed, "Good for her. You're mother knows how to turn a man on," he said, as he took my hand and placed it over his crotch. "I kind of hoped you'd want to know how hard you've made me, too."

I didn't need any more encouragement. His cock felt huge in my hand. "I've been thinking about nothing else all night dad. I was sure you were as hard as I was." I was babbling now but couldn't help myself. I want to learn all about stuff like this with him. His hard cock was right there; I gripped him, and moved my hand up and down like an old pro. "You're really hard," I told him, as I slowly jacked him off. Touching a man for the first time was so easy. I couldn't believe I had been so afraid of even thinking about it. "You're bigger than I am," I told him, more in awe of the size of his cock than being envious or feeling inadequate."

"Don't you worry about size, Dell. Your cock feels just great to me," He said, as he moved his hand up and down on me. "I can't wait until we're alone later." Dad kissed me on the cheek and stepped back. We were both breathing heavy.

"Me either dad." I couldn't wait to do what ever we were going to do, once we got back to the motel.

"I love you, son, and I'm glad we discovered so much about each other today." He slipped his arm around my shoulders and guided me towards the parking lot. "Elaine, time to get going," My dad called over to mom. She was saying goodbye to a group of female cousins, and broke off when she heard my dad call.

I got to the car before she and Mrs. McGraw, and I opened the back door for them. "There you go," I said feeling very gallant. I knew, (even in the poor light,) that if mom looked close she would be able to tell I had a hard-on, but I didn't care, I wanted her to see it. I was proud of it and didn't try to hide it from her.

"Thank you, honey," My mom said. She gave a knowing smile, quickly glanced down at my crotch and smiled again, before kissing my cheek. "I see you and your father have been close. Good, I like it when my men are close," The double meaning wasn't wasted on me. While Mrs. McGrew was distracted, she put her hand over my cock and gave it a loving squeeze. "Such a big boy now." She giggled and got in the back seat. I shut the door and slid in between my father and Mr. McGraw for the ride back to the motel.

Wow, I thought! First my dad, and then my mom touched my cock. How much better could that be? I had to discreetly fix my dick when I got into the front seat. Nothing could get my hard-on down now short of jacking off. In the dark, I managed to work it straight up against my zipper without being too obvious about it. Mr. McGraw and my dad talked and I sat there in silence, my mind racing as I sat numbly between them. I could still feel a hot burning on my ass where my father's hand had so recently been. I would have given anything to have it there as we rode.

We hadn't been driving for more than a few minutes before my dad put his hand between my legs. He let his fingers trail upward until he found my balls and cock. I think I stopped breathing when his fingertips found and caressed my balls. It didn't take long before he moved his hand over my cock and massaged it as he talked with Mr. McGraw. I placed my hand over dads and helped him feel me up. I had no fear of discovery now that I was in a conspiracy with my parents. I spread my legs a little further to accommodate my father's wonderful fingers. I couldn't believe this was happening! My own dad was feeling me up and instead of being freaked out; I actually loved it. If only he would unzip me and jack me off, I thought. Mr. McGrew made some dumb comment about how far our motel was from the restaurant but as far as I was concerned it was too close. I wanted this ride and this night to go on forever. I was actually disappointed when we finally did pull into the parking lot.

Just before we parked dad pulled his hand from between my legs and left me wanting for more. At least he gave me a moment to breathe again and fix my dick, so it wasn't sticking straight out like a tent pole when I got out of the car. After the McGraw's went to their room, we all stood awkwardly in front of our rooms, not saying anything for a moment. Even in the dark, I could tell my mom was looking right at my woody and I could feel the warm of my embarrassment reach my face.

"I'll give you a few minutes and then I'll come over, Dell," My father breezily said, as if nothing in the world had just happened between the three of us.

"Ah, ok," I awkwardly replied. I wasn't sure what else to say. I knew it wasn't a secret to that he was coming to my room for something sexual, but it was still strange to acknowledge it in front of my mother. I still felt like I was the only one that didn't know exactly what was going to happen, or what to do next. What I did know, for sure, was that my cock was raging hard and my dad and I were going to look at hot gay pictures together.

Mom looked at me and gave me a strange smile; she seemed to be thinking carefully about what she was going to say. I guess to avoid having to look directly at me; she hugged me to her and held me close while she asked, "Do you have another name you use?" My cock was tight up against her pussy and I couldn't help myself when I ground it against her. Mom gasped a sharp little moan and returned my thrust with her own. "A special name maybe?" She whispered softly, as we stood and rocked against each other.

I had no idea what she was talking about and told her. "I don't know what you mean, mom. Why would I have another name?" I was totally baffled by her question.

Mom looked at my dad and it appeared as if she was waiting for him to answer my question. Dad looked a little sheepish and didn't immediately answer. Mom shrugged her shoulders and spoke for him. "When your father gets all dressed up in his pretty things, he likes to be called Gwen. I was wondering if you had a special name you thought of yourself, other than Dell." The question and explanation was so simple and to the point that I wasn't embarrassed or shocked, but I didn't have an answer for her.

"I, ah, I ....ah, well I don't have a special name," What a great idea though, and how cool of her to tell me that my dad liked to be called a female name when he wore girls' stuff. I sure had a lot to learn. I didn't know how to tell her that everything was still so new to me, but that I liked the idea of having a female name too. "Maybe I can think of a good one," I told her, as I ran a few names through my head.

"If you come up with one, honey, just tell us, and we'll use it when you want us to," She simply said. She rotated her pussy up against my cock one more time and laughed girlish. "I can't wait to meet her," she said, as she left me panting and turned and went to her room.

I could barely walk with the boner mom had given me. As soon as I got inside I headed for the bathroom, and tried to take a leak. It was almost impossible to aim my hard dick at the toilet, but I finally managed to pee and was happy to see my dick didn't soften up one bit after I had relieved myself. I didn't know what to do next, so I just did nothing. I didn't even turn on the TV. I paced around the room; absentmindedly rubbing my cock and thought about a name I wanted to call myself. Dawn was nice; Kelly was pretty, too, but not totally feminine. I knew I would come up with something. I was so engrossed in my fantasy daydream that I was startled when my father softly knocked on my door.

"Anyone home?" My dad said as he stuck his head in the door. He'd changed, and was wearing gray, loose fitting jogging shorts and a polo shirt. "Hey, son, you haven't changed. Why don't you get comfortable?" He suggested, as he shut the door behind him. He was carrying a large manila envelope, along with two drinks. He casually dropped the envelope on my bureau and handed me a drink. "I thought I'd bring some refreshments. I think you're old enough to have a drink with your dad." He told me, as he made himself at home in the stuffed chair nearest the bed.

I smelled the drink he gave me and smiled. "What is this?" I asked, hoping it really was booze.

"Gin and tonic," he said, and took a sip. "I didn't make yours very strong; go ahead, try it," He encouraged me.

I did. "Wow, thanks dad." I said, as I took another sip. I had snuck a few drinks lately from his liqueur cabinet, and liked how gin tasted. I smiled at my dad as he watched me. "I like gin, I guess," I said, and took a bigger swallow.

"I figured you might as well drink it with me instead of sneaking drinks at home. This is a one-time thing, though. You're still underage," he reminded me. Dad moved from the chair to the bed and lay back and relaxed. I couldn't help but see up the leg of his loose shorts. He was wearing a pair of bright purple panties decorated with wavy yellow stripes. I remembered seeing them in his drawer, and thought they were pretty then, but seeing them on him was even better. Strangely enough, I wasn't embarrassed at all, looking at his crotch, not after what we had been doing earlier. When I looked up, he was smiling at me. "Do you approve?" He asked, smiling. He pulled the leg of his shorts away so I could see more. "You made me pretty excited tonight, son," He said, and chuckled.

"Me, too," I grinned foolishly, and looked down at the obvious boner in my pants, "and yeah, I like them a lot. They're really pretty." I could feel my face flush as I fidgeted nervously. I continued to look at the bulge hidden by his panties. I couldn't help but notice how his big his cock grew as I looked at him. It was pretty weird to be telling your own father he looked cute in panties. Dad pulled the leg of his shorts further away from his body so I could watch as he ran his hand up the full length of his hard-on. It was pretty cool to watch him touch himself like that, and without thinking, I just reached down and rubbed myself too. "I've thought about doing this in front of you for awhile dad," I told him, as I continued to openly rub my cock.

Dad watched me touch myself and smiled broadly. "I'm glad you're feeling comfortable enough to do that, Dell," and gave me an approving nod as he rubbed his cock for me. "So, are you going to get more comfortable or are you just going to make me feel foolish laying here like this?" His words were light hearted but his meaning wasn't. He wanted me to get out of my clothes and join him.

I blushed again. "Yeah, of course, dad." I took a step towards the bathroom and instantly knew that was dumb. I had gone this far, so why not all the way? I was still a little shy though and modestly turned my back, as I took off my shirt and unbuckled my pants. I wasn't sure what direction to face, so I stood with my back to him and unbuckled my pants and dropped them to the floor. I could feel his eyes on my ass, and it made me hot to be able to show my butt off to him, as if I was some sort of a male stripper. I looked at my reflection in the mirror and admired how my dick stuck out the side of my panties. I didn't bother to tuck it back in when I turned and faced him. "Guess I'm still pretty excited," I smiled, and felt the heat rise up my neck, as I stood showing off to him. He had removed his shirt and shorts and lay in only his thongs.

"Geez, Dell, you look hot. Almost good enough to eat," He said, as he licked his lips and gazed at my cock.

"You too," I couldn't believe I had just said that. I meant it, though! It made me feel good when he told me I looked hot. I only weigh about 160 lbs., so it's not as if I'm some kind of athlete or well built guy. I don't really have any hair on my chest or arms, and my pubic hair is the same color as my hair, light brown. I liked telling him how good he looked, too. His cock was pushing the thin material of his panties out, and it made my mouth water looking him. It was really fun having my cock sticking out of my panties and showing him how hard I was. In my mind I was pretending that somehow I was this pretty girl showing off her body to her father. "Thanks daddy," I said using a term for him I hadn't used since I was little. I felt very feminine and pretty in my panties.

"You look great in those panties, son. Red is your color, and your ass looks hot in thong's," He said, as he stood up and faced me. His boner was pushing out the front of his panties and I could see a little wet spot right where his precum had dampened them. "Holy smokes, aren't we something?" He said, as he looked at me. "We're just two horny guys, (or should I say two horny girls?), admiring each other." He huskily suggested. "Except you're my son and I'm your dad. I think we're going to have fun together Dell," He said, as he pulled his cock out and ran his hand up and down it.

"I want that too, dad. I want to have fun with you." I could barely breathe, as we stood close together and jerked off for each other. I couldn't resist looking down at his cock and smile. I remembered how big it had looked in the pictures but in reality it seemed even bigger. Dad had to be at least eight inches long. It made me feel good to know I was at least as thick as he was, though. "I don't know what to say except it's awesome." I wanted to touch him so badly. My hand shook like a leaf as I reached out and placed it on his bare hip. My fingers trembled when they came in contact with his warm skin. I let them trail downward until they touched his panties. "You look really great ...you look pretty Gwen." There, I'd said it. I called my dad by the name my mom said he liked to be called.

Dad seemed to really like it when I called him Gwen. He smiled and pulled me to him and wrapped his arms around me and held me tight. Our cocks pressed against each other and we both moved our hips into each other's body. "Thanks for calling me Gwen. It means a lot to me, Dell. I'm glad you don't feel uncomfortable using it." He told me as we ground our bodies together. "And you feel so good, son." Dad held me around the waist and leaned back and dry humped me, and then pushed his leg between mine and moved his thigh against my cock. "You're so damn hard, Dell," He whispered. "Have you come up with a name you want to be called?"

"I was thinking I might like to be called 'Debby'." That sounded like a name that fit me. My body shivered with excitement when I told him my new name. "We can be Debby and Gwen, two hot girls having fun together." I laughed at my own boldness. "You make me this hard, dad," I told him, as I ground my cock back at his leg. I felt like a hot little slut.

Dad smiled and said, "Well, Debby it is, then. I'll call you that from now on." Dad reached down and held my cock. "I'm glad I make you hard, son, and thanks for saying you think I look pretty. When I look in the mirror sometimes I see myself as this cute little girl in her sexy undies. You probably think that sounds silly but I really do."

"I don't think it sounds silly. You do look pretty, and I feel exactly the same way." He pulled his panties back up and took a step back and modeled for me. "I picked these out special to wear for you. I wanted you to like how I look in them, and I'm glad you do," He said, as he took my hand and led me to the bed. "We've a lot to talk about." He took a sip from his drink and motioned for me to do the same. "Why don't you get the magazines?" Dad smiled. "I can't wait to see which pictures we both like."

I quickly pulled my bag from the closet. "I stashed them in here," I said, as I bent over to get them. I was aware of the view I was giving dad, and didn't hurry to stand back up. I knew the little red string was running up the crack of my ass, and it made me feel hot to show off to him. "Here they are," I said, as I straighten up and faced him. It made me smile to see that he had his cock out and was slowly stroking it. Seeing him jerk off because of me made me feel good inside, and I told him, "I'll have to be sure to let you see me bending over more often if your going to do that." I smiled and pointed at his hand and cock.

"You better, son. I love looking at your ass," he said, grinning back at me. "That was one heck of a view you just gave me." He didn't stop pulling on his cock as I sat down next to him.

"Just tell me when, dad, and I'll pose for you anytime. And by the way, I could watch you do that all day," I told him, and stared at his fist full of cock. My whole body felt flushed with excitement as he seductively jacked his cock in front of me. My cock was still sticking out the side of my panties. I would have pulled mine, too, I if hadn't been holding the magazines.

"I'm glad I wasn't very careful about throwing these out. Otherwise we wouldn't be here," He confided. Thankfully he took the gay magazines out of my hands and rolled over on his stomach and put the magazines out in front of us. "So, how about this guy?" Dad said, indicating the younger guy on the front cover. Each issue featured one young guy throughout the issues, only his partners changed. "Don't you just love his expression?" The young guys face was a mixture of surprise and anticipation as the guy on his knees in front of him was about to suck his dick.

I nodded my head and agreed. "Yeah, it looks like he knows what's coming and can't wait." I said, and wished it were my cock about to get a tongue licking. Dad turned the pages after we had both looked closely at each set of photos of the guy getting his cock sucked. Being so intimate and open with each other was incredible. My cock was bone hard underneath me and I felt so at ease now that I reached under me and held my hard cock. When we got to the pages with the older man sucking the guy off, my dad casually threw his leg over mine and turned a little, so his cock pressed against my thigh. I definitely liked that. "I like this set, dad." My breathing was coming in shallow rushes as we looked at the photos together.

"Me too. Dell," Dad said as reached over and caressed my ass. It was so great to lay here almost naked with him and touch each other like this. "Have you ever had a blow job, Dell?" he asked, as he moved his hand between my cheeks and searched for my cock.

I spread my legs to help him and answered, "Nope, not even with a girl," I told him, as I reached underneath me and straightened my cock. When I got it right I rolled towards him and made sure it was touching his thigh. That felt hot and I knew I would have to be careful or I would ejaculate.

"What do you like best about this picture son?" he asked, as he pointed to the one showing the older man deep throating the young guys cock.

I wanted to answer truthfully. I looked at him and told him, "I like the idea of getting a blow job from someone like him," I indicated, as I pointed to the older man. "More then I would be from him," I pointed to the younger guy.

My dad chuckled. "So you wouldn't mind getting one from someone my age, then?"

I gulped and paused. "I wouldn't mind at all if it was you dad. In fact, I'd like that a lot." To show him how much I meant it, I moved my hips against him, and rubbed my cock against his. It felt great to be able to do that with him. "I can't think of anyone else I'd want to get blow job from other than you dad." There, I'd said it. I'd told him I wanted him to suck my cock. What else would I tell him before the night was over?

Dad leaned into me, and surprised me by quickly kissed me on my lips. "I think sucking you off would be the best present I could ever give you, son. He smiled and rolled back on his stomach and asked, "And how about this one?" He flipped the page and showed me the young guy cumming in the older guy's mouth. He had his mouth open for the camera, and you could see a long ribbon of cum hitting his tongue and sliding down his throat. "Would you fill your old man's mouth like this?" He asked, as we continued to rub our cocks against each other.