Testing the Boundaries

After our little jerking off session on camera together; We didn't speak of what had transpired. It was almost as if it never happened. We continued to tease and play games with each other though as we left doors open, turned porn volumes higher, or walked quickly to the bathroom naked. Our relationship was better than ever though. Now that I was 18 and graduated from high school, I found myself with a lot more free time and more opportunities to explore myself. Not only sexually but by just hanging out with my friends and drinking when I shouldn't have. It was one of those nights where I drank too much that my dad and I grew closer again. 

Some of my friends had invited me over to play some video games and drink for a bit. I mainly went to play video games but we all ended up caring more about the drinking than anything else. Beers, shots, and drinking games make it easy to lose track of how much you had to drink. Now, of course when you get a group of horny teenage boys together, eventually the topic of sex gets brought up. Boys hungry for pussy, fingering their girlfriends on road trips, or about how their soft lips wrap around their huge dongs. I couldn't completely relate, rather thinking about how I would prefer their lips on my dong, but I understood the deep desire to shoot spunk whenever I could. 

I eventually left, much more drunk than I expected to be, and walked home through the night. Luckily I didn't live far so it was a stumbling ten or so minutes until I dizzily entered my house. It was dark inside, only a small night light to give me guidance, and so I assumed my dad was out for the count. I laughed at myself for how drunk and great I felt and lazily flopped onto the couch in the living room. The room spun as I tried to focus on anything but ended up giggling to myself, not sure if I could summon the strength to get back up. Eventually I gave up, and started to strip my clothes off on the couch, until I was butt ass naked. My cock was engorged from the previous conversation with the boys and my hand couldn't help but to wonder down and caress my balls a bit. I felt flushed as I imagined fooling around with my friends at the party. A giant orgy would've been so hot. I fell to sleep before I played with myself too much though. 

I awoke some time later lifted into the air. I could barely make out what was happening but I could feel my dads arms lifting me up and carrying me to another room. I managed a smile and a drunken thanks as he smiled back. My room was upstairs so he ended up taking me to his room instead and laying me down on the bed. I hadn't touched the bed in here in years so it felt oddly rousing to be touching my fathers bed. My eyes darted around the room to see my dad until I spotted his semi-erect cock hanging not far from my side. Mine followed suit as I looked up and met his glance. His eyes were dark and stared into mine, but his smile was warm and inviting, so my cock pulsed. 

He let out a loud laugh, "Did you have fun tonight, son?".

I nodded, unable to form the words that expressed how much I had enjoyed myself, and felt silly. He laughed again as he patted my chest. "Why don't you go ahead and sleep here. I'll go sleep in the living room tonight. Sound fair, bud?", he began to turn away but I reached out and grabbed his hand. I wasn't sure what had taken hold of me but I wanted him here. He sighed and simply walked to the other side of the bed and crawled into it. 

I grinned to myself like an idiot but hid it as we both lay turned away from each other. My cock grew in excitement as my fully naked dad lay right behind me. I could feel the precum slowly forming on the tip and dribbling down to my hood. I imagined he was sleeping but wanted him so badly to roll over and hold me. My hand wrapped around my cock and began to slowly grind up and down. I could hear the precum lubing my cock with a tacky pulling sound. I knew I had to be slow but I was terribly drunk and precision wasn't my strong suit. 

I felt the bed move and my dad push into my back. His fuzzy chest tickled my shoulders and his warm breath rolled over my neck. Before I knew it his hand was draped over me and holding my shaft. His hand was so much bigger than mine. It was calloused was all of his work as a mechanic but it felt manly against my soft genitals. I let out a moan and I could hear him breath through a smile. He began to slide his hand up and down, taking my foreskin with it, and bringing me a pleasure I couldn't explain. I felt it deep within my gut and sending tingling sensations through my entire body. The strokes were slow at first as his fingers felt all over my cock and balls. He pulled it away as I heard him spit into it and returned it back to my cock. The warm saliva made me gasp. 

He wrapped his other arm under my neck and put me into a soft cradle, with my head being propped up by him and it wrapped around. If he squeezed he would be able to choke me. His hand worked my tool faster and more quickly, working with the head and pulling back down when I squirmed too hard. I wasn't going to last long as I whimpered under his touch. I began to mumble, "I'm cum-", when his other hand wrapped around my mouth and staunched my voice. I bit into it with pleasure as I felt my hot spunk shoot and drench part of my stomach, his hand, and the bed covers. My body shook with pleasure as he held me for a moment before softly letting go and giving me a pat on the waist. I sat catching my breath as I felt him turn over quietly. 

I struggled to maintain consciousness as thoughts raced through my head at what happened. The darkness came though, as I was drunk and exhausted, and fell into sleep. My final thoughts were that I wonder where this could lead now? Twice we've done something and I was determined to vocally bring it up before long.