Tom's Wild Summer

Part 2 - Hard Ware

Dinner that night was later than normal which allowed both my dad and I to shower before my mom got home.   As my dad told me, she barely even responded when I came out to her.  I think she was more upset that my dad found out first.  We left out the part where dad had fucked my hookup too, but I don't think it would have bothered her too much.

Saturday morning, I was studying after breakfast when my dad came up to me.  "Tom, I'm going to need your help taking down the upstairs screen where the bird dive bombed the window.  Can you give me a couple hours of your time this afternoon?"

"Sure.  I don't have anything planned until tonight" I replied.   I held the base of the ladder as he climbed up and removed three screens and the carcass of a dead robin.  Given a choice between more studying or going to the hardware store with my dad I chose the latter.   We dragged three screens in and found the service counter in back.  

"Jerry is just finishing up a job.  He can get yours done next.  They should be ready in about thirty minutes, if you want to wait" the guy told us.   My dad wandered over to the paint department and I just walked around the store.  I found a friend I'd known since grade school stocking shelves in the household department.

"Hi Dan...  where's the men's room?" I asked.

"Oh... Hi Tom.  I don't think I've ever seen you in here before" he replied after standing back up.  He had all the little bottles of window cleaner neatly lined up on the shelf.

"Just getting some screens repaired with my dad" I told him.

"Oh... Your dad is here.  Uh follow me, I'll show you where the john is" Dan replied, sounding a little disappointed. 

"Yeah, he's over in paint trying to match something.  He could be there for days" I said, chuckling quietly as we walked down a couple aisles toward the side of the store.

"Yeah, I don't have the patience to do that shit" Dan replied, sounding more cheerful.  We got to a short hallway that led to a door.  "No men's room.  It's unisex so don't make a mess" Dan told me with a grin.

"Only one way to not make a mess..." I said, grabbing his shirt and pulling him inside.  Dan was the first guy that had sucked my cock and my cock was the first he had ever sucked.  He'd gotten a lot better since then and I'm sure that my dick wasn't the only one he had pleasured by now.   He looked a little worried, but I locked the door and when I turned back he was on his knees.  I let him start out on his own, pulling my shorts and underwear down before taking my cock into his mouth.   I pulled my tee shirt up and over my head.  Dan looked good kneeling there in his work uniform, sucking on my cock like it was the last one on earth.

I let him go for a few minutes and then my hands instinctively grabbed his head.   After he got adept at giving head, I found that he liked to get his face fucked.  The gag reflex that he had the first several times he sucked me had slowly vanished and he seemed to like getting cock stuffed down his throat.  Like the last few times, I drilled my cock into his mouth and throat while his lips and tongue got me closer and closer to shooting my load.  

Some guys like to shoot the load right down a cocksucker's throat, but I like them to taste my seed.  When I got close I held his head firm and just gave a few short thrusts before my cock began to spew my cum into his mouth.  He gave out this moaning whimper as each spurt coated his tongue.  As he usually did, he let his mouth fill with cum before swallowing part of it between pulses.  

I pulled my cock out, past his tightly pursed lips and watched him savor the taste another moment before swallowing the last of my cream.   He licked up the last of the cum on my cock and smiled while still kneeling.  Only after I had pulled up my underwear and shorts did he stand up.  

"Thanks man, I can always use a distraction like that when I'm at work" Dan said.  He licked his lips and took a quick look in the mirror to make sure there weren't any remaining cum drips on his face.  I gave a tug and had my tee back in position.

After I unlocked the door, I walked out and was greeted with my dad standing there. The grin on his face told me he knew I wasn't just taking a piss and when Dan tried to walk out a few steps behind me, the grin got bigger.   In a whisper, dad told Dan "I think you need to help me like you did Tom."

I didn't get to see Dan's face before I turned around.  The door clicked shut again and I heard the lock snap.  It seemed to be a bad idea to hang around and wait so I wandered aimlessly around the store.  When I turned into another aisle I saw the guy that we'd talked to earlier see me and turn down my aisle.

"Oh, there you are.  Can you tell your dad we have the screens ready?" the manager said.

"Sure, as soon as I find him" I replied, laughing a little.  I followed the guy back to the counter and waited a few more minutes before my dad walked up.  

"Damn, the tank was full.  These all done, Ray?" my dad said.  

We paid and walked back to the car, me carrying the freshly repaired screens.   Once we were driving back home my dad broke the silence with "He was pretty damn good.  That tongue felt amazing.  Do you do a lot of bathroom cruising?"

I swallowed hard, not really wanting to talk about bathroom blowjobs with my dad.  "Uh, no.  But we had a half hour to kill and I knew Dan would be up for it.  I never got to piss, though" I replied.

"Yeah, he was.  He even waited on his knees while I peed and then licked it off before sucking the load out of my balls.  I'd like to meet whoever taught him how to suck dick, they did a great job.  I wonder what other kinky things he does" my dad said as we pulled into the driveway.