3am

I was enjoying the music festival, nodding my head and swaying my body to Dads beats. It’s Saturday night I’m at the River Room Phoenix Arizona. Body lost at with Dad on stage jamming out.

Just walked back from the bar. Relax ,

“ I’m not stupid Dad it’s just Redbull.”

“ I don’t even drink anything else but this and water ! “, yelling over the crowd trying to make sure Dad saw my face, scrunched up from the sour of him even thinking I would order anything else.

Hi my name is Jake Farel but you know me as Boyferal. Im tall 6ft, muscular, my hair’s long to my shoulders.

Dad was playing hard , as he should.

It’s his vibe. It was hit in there , muggy, sweat. Gestured my Redbull to Dad.

"Sure, why not?" Dad said, following my arm to my hand . First attempt of the night to quench his thirst.

We sat down in a quick break to rehydrate.

Dad seemed to drink quick and coughed , we both giggled. I leaned in closer, my hand sliding up my Dads thigh. I’ve never seen frozen before, not sure if he wanted this or not.

It was a closed space , I could smell the literal heat coming right off of him. It’s just blowing on me I couldn’t help myself.

"Dad Relax," i whispered, my lips brushing against his ear.

"Dad , we can go. You’ve got one song left they can finish the night . We can beat traffic home.“

“Dad I’m not gonna lie, I’ve never smelled this from you . It’s different. It’s stronger and I want to know what that smells like. “ I told him.

“ I can just tell, you want this for me too.” I was smiling but I think I was more begging instead . Besides it’s out thing" Dad paused for a second . Turned and talked to his band mates and we went home.”

The drive home. It was cool. Even though late it’s the Desert it gets cold at night. Tonight late 80* looking at the gage.

“Dad can we keep the windows up?’

“ I want to keep taking you in while we drive home , also what is that ?” “ New cologne ? Cause why you holding out! “

I just got a firm “No.” I didn’t get it I’ve never seen Dad like this. He’s quiet. I don’t even feel like I know what he’s thinking. 

I broke the silence. Pulled up my playlist we usually work out to. Keep us busy. 

Laid my head down in Dads lap. Looking up through the moonroof. 
“Dad there’s no stars out tonight !”

He said “really” looking up for a quick second . So aside from the Dad musk I live for I love smelling Dads hands after a show.

Dad freed up one hand to pull the moonroof close. Placed his right hand over my face. I just breathed him in. Stroking my face. I felt special. Like one of his guitars. The music the guitar the whole scene it’s important to him just made me feel just as important when he does that. 

there’s this rundmc song that was playing he’s just strumming away at my Cheek and Jaw occasionally over my lip. Something about the grease and the metal was a whole mood.

Almost fell asleep like that but I heard the gravel from the drive way knew we were home . safe. Familiar.

“Dad can you take off your shirt ?” I want to know what that smell is. It’s wild. He tossed his shirt to me I balled it up and took in a huge huff. Just my face pushing into the pit of Dads shirt. It was wet and cold but the scent just deep breaths

 Look Jake it’s not that I don't want to sleep with you,' but my cock is starting to throb and my balls are tight. And your fucking cunt feels so hot and wet right now that if I don't get off soon I'm going to bust a load in you. 

“What did you just say?’

“I said son, come sit on me face in . I’ll keep my arms up I just “” yeah Dad” “ I just want you to pull bag you shorts a bit. Maybe just lean on my tip while you’re hugging my pitts. “

Yeah “BET!”

As he started stroking his cock again in front of me, 'There's one other thing, Jakey.' Dad said