Reunited with my dad

Hotel room nudity with dad

In my previous post I described how I went on a trip to Mexico with my biological father and on the first night, granted after a day of drinking, I got to see my dad's boner for the very first time. I don't know if it meant something, if he even expected me to notice or if his judgement was affected by the alcohol. 

Well the next day, he woke up rubbing his head saying he had a splitting headache, and he blamed the flight but I think it was more likely due to the number of drinks we had consumed. All day long there was not even a hint of sexual tension between us, besides when we got changed for the pool again, we had a moment where we were simultaneously both naked but both covering our genitals with our hands as seemed to be the usual thing we did. It still made me feel tingly. It was still something I wasn't used to. Especially as his cupping didn't hide it all, I could see some skin in the gaps between his fingers, and we were kind of facing each other. But there wasnt much leering and the moment didnt linger for long. I was just crazy horny by this point so any amount of skin was getting me super aroused.  

At night, after a nice full day of relaxing in the sun, some drinking again and a short walk and lots of talking, we retired back to our bedroom and I was just restlessly anticipating anything to happen like the previous night. I was on my toes just wondering...

Dad was in bed before me, I hadnt seen whether he was naked or not as he had got into bed while I was in the bathroom.

I stripped down to my boxers, this time much more on edge. I hesitated for a moment but then I wondered if I should be more bold... After all, it was a more humid night than the last. I had a thought .. I decided to take my boxers off, desperate to see if dad would react to it. When I pulled them down, it was such a rush to have my penis out in full view of my father. He noticed this and jokingly went "heyyy!" And pretended to shield his eyes humorously. I probably blushed as I scrambled to cup it to hide it, like I had forgotten. I felt so giddy. I'm so pathetic that I even said "sorry"... Like he hadn't shown me even more than that just a night before!

I was just grinning from ear to ear but I was being coy and feeling so bashful! I still didn"t know if it was okay for us to expose ourselves to each other, as I was getting mixed signals.  

I got into bed and pulled up the sheets, letting them tighten around my cock and balls and highlight my bulge. 

Dad was checking his messages on his phone at this time and had his book resting on his hairy chest. I went on my phone too. 

I couldn't even wait to see if a boner would happen. I wanted to see him naked! My curiosity needed to he satisfied. I asked "have you brushed your teeth yet?" He set the book down and said "no Im just about to, I can feel my eyes getting heavy". 

He put the book on the table, his feet emerged from beneath the sheet and found the floor. I was watching and waiting, almost trembling with anticipation! Then dad pulled off the sheet, and I expected to see his cock again, but this time I was slightly disappointed to see that he had his briefs on.

My face must have given me away because dad went "what?" As he stood there in front of me in his tighty whities. 

I shook my head and played dumb. "What?" I said back. "Whats that look?" He asked. 

I said "oh, uhm, its just good that you actually bothered to put something on this time". He looked at me funny then said "I didnt wear my pants last night because I'd worn them for the flight and they were sweaty". I went "ohhhh". And then suddenly I felt like an idiot. I thought sleeping nude was his thing which is why I went for it too, but turns out that was probably an exception. So I had gotten naked for no reason and I felt like a fool.

Anyway dad brushed his teeth and came back to bed and switched out the light and we both went to sleep. 

The next day we actually left the resort to explore the area and go into the town. As dad had paid for the holiday I paid for everything this day. I could see he didn't want me to but I kept beating him to the card machine!

He was in a better mood this day probably because he has a good nights sleep and in the evening we drank quite a lot again like in the first day. 

This night was different though. I figured I would go back to wearing my underwear to bed if that was what my dad was going to do. However, some events transpired that I never could have imagined. 

The temperature had ramped up throughout the day, causing us to get a bit pink from the sun and although we had air con in the room it automatically shuts off when we took the keycard with us out of the electrics socket. And I had left the rooms blinds open, letting the sun shine through the glass all day long... 

So when we returned to the room at night, after a big meal and several drinks, it was like a sauna! We put the aircon on but we were still sweaty and hot. My phone battery was drained so I went to plug it in. Dad opted to go for a shower. He walked into the bathroom, left the door open and I heard the water.

I waited until the shower stopped. Then dad reappeared with a towel around his waist and I decided to do the same.  

I walked in, stripped naked and got into the shower, leaving the door partly open!

How badly I wanted to wank right there!! My cock was chubbing up nicely, just thinking about my dad having been naked here just moments ago. Thinking about him drying his body in the bedroom. 

I resisted the urge to masturbate but it took a while for my cock to settle down! It had been quite a few days since I had last blown a load. 

When I had finished I started drying myself, then stopped myself because I wanted to do it in front of my dad instead. I had butterflies in my stomach. I stepped into the room and dad was still just wrapped in his towel but he was standing in the corner playing around with the air con, changing the settings. 

I walked gingerly over to my bed near where my dad was standing. 

I was nervous and self conscious and started drying my legs with the towel so I didn't have to expose myself just yet.

This is where things took an interesting turn. 

Dad went back to the bathroom. Then he came back...this time without the towel, hand cupping his cock again! This was completely unexpected... It happened so fast, but he stepped over to his bed and just thrust himself onto it, not under the sheets but on top of them! I couldn't see his cock because his knees were up but he was just chilling there naked! I figured it was just because of the heat and this didn't mean anything, but what is good for the goose is good for the gander. So I quickly exposed myself, pulled the towel off to let my cock hang free. I was determined to show that I was comfortable in this situation. 

"its still so damn hot" I said, well aware that my cock looked chunky and long! Dad looked over at me and it was a thrill when he clocked my penis. He nodded and I saw his eyes drift down for a moment! I covered it up again as I continued to dry myself. Then dad leaned over to his bedside unit and picked up a pack of cards. As he did this his leg relaxed and went down, causing his penis to slide into my view, his cock and balls just slung down over his thigh. "Oops" he went as he covered his cock and balls with his hand again and he glanced over embarrassed to see if I had noticed. I chuckled. "I was gonna ask if you wanted go play a card game?" He asked. I was unable to contain my giddy excitement at the thought that my dad was going to just chill with me totally naked. "Yeah!" i said back.

As it happened, he pulled up part of his bedsheet that he was sitting on and pulled it over his lap, just to cover his crotch area. But it was just resting on top of his genitals precariously, looking like it could slide off at a moment's notice! He dealt the cards on his bedside then reached over to hand me my half. I sat on the edge of my bed. I rested my towel on my lap. We played 'cheat'.

He told me that he had been "chafing" down there after all the walking we did that day, so it made sense to me why he was choosing to go naked. I moved my towel down and showed him that I had pink light sunburn around my waist just from when I was shirtless in the afternoon. 

It wasnt long before my dad's bedsheet was slipping down, offering a glimpse of his pubic hair. I felt like he saw me looking, and he quickly lifted the sheet up again. It was strange... on one hand he seemed like he was being quite exhibitionist, then on the other he was being coy and discreet. A couple of minutes later I saw it slipping again, this time I saw the base of his shaft! It was tantalising! If it was intentional then my dad was being a total tease! I was almost salivating from the slightest glimpse of my daddy's cock. 

Dad shuffled forwards a little, I saw the bedsheet fold away from him, and this time even more of my dad's penis was exposed and this time he didn't even acknowledge it!

I could see the vein on the top! I could see its girth and some more shaft! 

This was it, the thing I had waited for! A chance to stare at my dads cock for a lengthy period of time! Of course, I was bound to spring an erection, but the thrill of the situation was too good to deny myself!

After over a minute passed without my dad covering himself, I felt like I wanted to reciprocate in some way. I thought that this must be deliberate now. I knew I needed to be more bold!

So I said "my towels a bit damp, I should probably hang it up but I dont really want to put any clothes back on". 

 I hoped dad would say something like "just get naked with me son" but he didn't. 

I got up. I was reluctant but I pulled off the towel and stood up naked in front of dad again. I cupped my hand over my genitals. I felt dads eyes on me. I laughed awkwardly "Dont look!" I said. Dads eyes fell to the floor out of decency. As I approached dad to walk past him, I noticed him flinch... It was odd, his bare feet were overhanging the edge of the bed and I noticed them flex quickly, like the nerves were suddenly pulled. It was a nervous reflex for sure! I wondered what he was expecting. What would make him have a nervous reflex like that?

As I passed him, I noticed him pull the sheet back up over his cock again... so I wondered if I had made him get self aware. Perhaps he wasn't actually trying to be a tease and was just trying to get comfortable in the heat, and wear as little as possible while still trying to maintain a level of decency. I hung up my towel in the bathroom next to dad's and walked back, cupping my genitals, back to my bed and just like him, I pulled up a bit of my bedsheet and pulled it over my genitals. I still felt totally exposed! That flap of cotton only covered my cock and balls, the surrounding hairy region was still exposed like my dad's! I was completely naked besides that small flap that rested on top. If I moved my hips I knew it would slip down and leave me completely exposed! "Copying your idea" I said. Dad just nodded in response with a very faint smile. It was as if he wasn't convinced. As if he suspected foul play. I suddenly started to feel very self conscious. 

 

And then it happened, very soon... My cock was tingling. Of course it was inevitable! I tried to ignore it but I felt it beginning to rise, losing contact with my thigh so I sat up and crossed my legs, pulled the bedsheet back up to cover my whole lap this time and lowered my hands so my cards obscured any sign of a bulge.

We played a few more hands but then dad set his cards down and said "ah you win... Im losing interest now". I told him not to be a sore loser. I saw a smirk beneath his beard. 

I reached out to grab the cards from him so I could pack them away. 

Then dad pointed at my feet which were hanging over the edge of my bed and said "don't you clean your feet in the shower?" I told him I had but realized that they did look a bit dusty, but I pointed out that he had kinda dusty feet too, then he started muttering about how the room cleaner hadnt done a very good job as he brushed at his soles with his hand. He said "give me your foot". I suddenly felt very uncertain and self conscious but I extended my leg as he asked and then he got up, holding the bedsheet against his genitals. He crouched down, pulled the bedsheet between his legs to cover up his genitals better and he took my foot in his hand and started to dust it off with his hand. I felt very uncertain about this. Honestly I was so uncomfortable, I had a raging erection that I couldnt keep at bay and was struggling to hide. But oh boy, I know it doesnt sound like much, but while he was doing this, I could see directly beneath the side of his bedsheet... his cock and his balls were dangling freely between his legs! They were right there and he had no idea I could see them! Or maybe he did and this was all a ruse! This made me even more horny! Made my cock strain beneath the thin bedsheet. I felt so damn nervous, I was clenching my toes, I was pushing down the tent in my lap, but it was so great to have my dad's fingers swiping up and down my foot! I wondered if he wanted me to do it to his nice big manly feet! Maybe if I could have lost the boner I would have offered. "Give me the other one" he said. So I extended the other leg, I said "you dont have to.." as he dusted that one off for me. He said "if theres one thing I hate its dragging dirt into a clean bed". I know this is one of his bugbears but I would never ever have expected him to do THIS, it seemed so unnecessary and homoerotic to me. 

I felt like I was blushing. I couldn't recall anyone handling my feet in any way, let alone this intimidating macho man and totally NUDE and while I was trying to hide an obvious boner!! To me this felt more intimate than I could cope with. I felt my cock throbbing and pulsating. I was terrified about him noticing it! I couldnt deal with the silence, I made a stupid remark like "man this is service!" When he glanced up at me, my foot in his hand, his cock still partly visible, I tried to force a smile, I wasnt even sure if that was the right thing to do... He kinda smiled back though. Then he gave my foot a quick tickle, making me pull my leg back. Then he grabbed the other gently wiggled my toe and started saying "this little piggy went to market..". I said "ah dont! Thats so embarrassing". He let go and got up with a chuckle telling me he used to do that to me. It made me smile to think. In a way it still felt strange to know that this bear was my dad. It made me wonder how much I had missed out on while he was out of my life. As he got into his bed, he gave me a full view of his hairy buttcheeks in the process. He brushed off his own big feet once more before getting them under the sheets. I thanked him for doing that for me although I could have done it myself! He told me to put my flip flops on if I needed to get up and that he would ask for the room to be mopped the next morning. I too got under my bedsheets, taking extra care not to let my boner be seen. Finally it started to soften again. I could relax. 

 I only wish he had tickled me for longer. I wish he had carried on, I wish he had pinned me down, tickling me all over, making me kick and plead for mercy while the bedsheet slides off my throbbing erect cock. I wanted to see the look of pleasure on his grizzled, bearded face. I wanted him to know the truth, to know how badly I needed him, how much I lusted after his beefy cock! I can tell you I think about this day all the time and fantasise about how differently it could have gone. That night I told myself this might be as good as it ever gets with him and maybe that would be enough. I considered myself so lucky to even share that with him. Sometimes its the simple things that count. But I had no idea how complicated things would actually get.