Reunited with my dad

In Spring I tried to arrange to visit my dad but he had a busy schedule. He came back to me and suggested I could come along with him and his friends to this food and booze festival but said it probably would not be enjoyable for me to be around all his middle aged friends. I thought about it and asked questions. He told me his friend had a huge 10-man tent but with me it would still just be 5 of us and he assured me his friends would not mind at all but its whether I would be okay with sleeping in a tent with all these blue collar guys. I tentatively agreed to it but dad held me to it as he bought my ticket. Without going into too many identifying details, the festival was fun, his friends were surprisingly nice to me and mostly easy to talk to. We all ate and drank a bit too much and we all bundled in the tent at night.

 It was surprisingly spacious, with a sort of communal/entrace space then two separate bedrooms either side. I thought 3 of the guys would be in one side leaving just me and dad together but one of the guys said he would sleep in our side with us because one of the other guys snores. 
As it turned out, we left our compartment "doors" (or flaps) open all night making it so that we were essentially in one big room. I dont know what I was expecting but all the guys including my dad were stripped to their underwear in the evenings! I felt obliged to do the same but I was extremely self conscious. Only one guy there wore boxers like me and all the rest were briefs. One guy had tighty whities like my dad and the other had black briefs. It was amazing how homo-erotic all these straight, married men were. Making cock jokes, groping themselves and making remarks like "suck my fat one".

On multiple occasions when one of the guys moved around or changed position I could see the side of a testicle and even a bit of flaccid cock!

My dad seemed relatively reined in probably because of my presence. He seemed almost embarrassed by his friends behaviour around me, but I somewhat enjoyed it! It was eye opening that my dad couldn't be so prudish if these crass men were his friends. I worried so much about popping a boner over all these men in underwear but maybe because of all the drink, I managed to resist it! I felt a nice buzz though (side note: I noticed some precum in every pair of boxers I wore that weekend!)

In the first morning the guys had all left for a shower so I was finally alone with my dad for a bit and got to talk with him. He apologised about his friends and I told him there was no need. He remarked on how this probably wasnt the best way to meet them, that theyre not usually telling bad jokes and farting and drunk, he said "normally theyre just telling bad jokes and farting!" (Without the drunk part). 

When the guys came back me and dad both got our trousers on and went to the showers as well. 
They were separate cubicles with a communal changing space just outside. So I knew that one way or another me and dad might see each other naked.

It happened sooner than expected. Dad undressed before going into the stall. He cupped his genitals though, like he didnt want me to see.

I did the same.

It was still a rush that both of our bodies were naked in close proximity. Dad wasn't very talkative apart from mentioning that he hated public showers and walking around dirty floors in his bare feet. 

After showering I heard my dad leave his cubicle. So i did the same and caught a glimpse of his cock as he went to reach for his towel. What a rush it was! He turned round to acknowledge me and I let my dick swing for a second before covering it up. I thought he looked but I wasnt sure. 
I loved this. Just being naked around dad, drying ourselves...this alone made the trip worth it.
Like always I was fantasising about making a move but then some other festival goer walked in and that ruined the moment!!

When dad finished drying himself I got a quick glimpse of his penis again from the side before he pulled up a fresh pair of briefs.  

During this day me and dad separated from the group for a while as dad wanted to catch up with a woman who also happened to be there. We ate with her and had a couple of drinks. She was a friend of my dads and seemed to be single but I didnt know whether they ever had some history together or not. She was there with some friends too. The conversations were all quite innocuous. I picked up that she had a son too but was also divorced like my dad. So might be a coincidence. I later asked him if she was a girlfriend and he denied it. But that didnt necessarily mean that they hadnt EVER been an item.

In the evening the guys were a bit more well behaved and reigned in. I assume they had overdone it the previous night.

The next day dad had got up early and I was still half asleep and assumed he went to the showers with the rest of the group. It turns out he just went with 2 of the guys, I was alone with one guy who slept in like me. My dad and the others returned to drop off their towels and dirty clothes off and said they would go ahead and get breakfast and meet us there. So this guy I was left with was the one I spoke with least because he seemed quite intimidating. A big, stoic, stocky, bald guy with stubble. The one who wore black briefs, the one whose testicles were partially visible at certain points at night. I felt a bit tense as we walked to the shower block together... But actually he was surprisingly friendly, without the guys present he was more talkative and asking me a lot of questions and telling me what a great guy my dad is.

When we got into the shower building, when he undressed I noticed he had a big beer belly but beneath that he had a really fat, if stubby looking cock with massive, dangling testicles! Obviously I didnt look too long or too intently. But the man wasnt ashamed at all by nudity. We were talking and he was up on his feet telling me some crazy stories while totally naked, very animated with his hand gestures and stuff, making his fat cock wobble! I was so shy but I forced myself to get naked in front of him too so I didnt look pathetic. The weird thing was the guy commented on my cock and made a remark that I must be popular with the girls and then laughed to himself. And I saw him fiddling with his balls as well at one point. I just know that I blushed. If I was more confident I might have said something back and maybe seen if it would go anywhere. I definitely felt like the man was interested...? but he was also quite guarded, maybe covering his true feelings with laughter and probably did not want to mess with his friends son.

When we were both showered the lively conversation continued while we were sitting on the bench drying ourselves and he was showing me his old scars, including one on the inside of his thigh, not far from his cock and balls, which he got in a motorcycle accident. Telling me he almost lost his balls! It felt sooo intimate to have my attention directed to that area while his cock and balls were in plain view. I hung around with him naked for several minutes, feeling like this might actually be going somewhere! There was some contact while we spoke...he was telling me about how his dad had helped him out and he grabbed my arm and patted me on the back and told me its great that me and my dad get along... all this was happening while we were still wet and nude. 
I patted him on the back too and he responded by patting my thigh! It felt really weird...especially from someone I had only known for like a day... I felt my cock stirring a lot! I quickly went to cover it up with my towel but he sensed my anxiety over the situation, I mean having a naked man pat your thigh when you are naked is pretty suggestive,  and he said "ah! sorry! Sorry! I wasn't thinking!". I think I covered up before he noticed my cock rising, but I felt like he knew what was up!

It was like he wanted me to know he was interested in me but no single action was overly sexual or obvious so I never felt safe to try anything. Unfortunately nothing happened but it felt good to have shared that experience with him. As it turned out he was VERY friendly despite what I originally thought.

Regrettably he was in the other "room" of the tent so I didnt get any chance at night to try anything with him. I would bet anything that he would have been up for something though. Yeah he was married with kids but I imagined laying by his side and quietly slipping my arm over him during the night, groping his cock and balls, getting him hard and giving him a nice reacharound wank. I would have loved to feel that fat prick get stiff and ooze out some warm cum. Frankly although my dad was and still is my number 1, Id have happily played with this man and I fantasised about him a lot seeing as he was the first "daddy" I had any amount of sexual chemistry with, as little as there was.

On the last night I caught his eye a few times and maybe I was reading too much into the situation but I thought he was kinda looking too but seemed to look away as soon as our eyes met, like he was hiding something.

Anyway. The night was uneventful and nobody was very drunk as the next day we had to head back home.

All the guys gave me and dad hugs when they said goodbye to us.

 The whole festival must have shown my dad that I enjoyed being away with him and that I can be good company. He seemed glad to see the back of it, driving back with me he said he couldnt wait to be back in his own bed. I decided against telling him about his friend in the showers. I couldn't explain it in any way without calling my own sexuality into question and technically "nothing happened" although I really felt that something was going on. However I should have learned from that experience, that I need to learn to relax and go with the flow. Unfortunately its taken me a while to get there.