The Camping Trip - The Detour
#3 of The Camping Trip
AN: Next chapter. Not as long as I originally wanted, but whatever. Chapter 4 was originally going to be Chpater 3, but then this roadside blowjob idea popped into my head and demanded a place here. So that's what happened. Enjoy!
Dad and I ate our breakfast at the motel after checking out. Just a quick little continental, and then it was back in the car. It was 11:20 as we pulled out of the parking lot and back onto the interstate. Dad said that it would take us about another 4 or 5 hours to make it to the campsite, and crossing over to Eastern Time would set us forward another hour, so it'd be early evening by the time we got there.
"And," my dad said as we started driving. "I've got a surprise for you once we get there. I know you'll love it."
"What is it?"
"Yeah, like I'm gonna tell you."
"If you don't, I'll bug you about it for the next 4 hours," I teased.
He expected that. "Go ahead. If you bug me, I won't let you suck my cock for the next 4 hours. Or tonight. Or tomorrow."
My brow furrowed. "Oh, fine. Jerk."
He stuck out his tongue. "Ah, it's nice to have more leverage as a dad."
I rolled my eyes and put in my headphones, blasting metal into my head while my dad started flipping through the radio stations.
After about an hour, I took out my headphones. My dad was listening to Journey, and I grinned. He mouthed the lyrics along with the song, glancing over at me as he drove. The scenery was becoming more mountainous and green, and the roads were starting to get more wavy. But we still had a ways to go.
"What's up?"
I looked over at Dad. He had turned off the radio for the moment.
"Nothing, I guess. Just thinking."
"Don't think too hard. You'll hurt yourself."
"Har har," I said. "You're a regular riot."
"Yeah, well, I try."
He made a move to turn the radio back up, but I reached out and touched his paw, stopping him.
"Dad, I think we should talk a little more...about us."
I saw him swallow. "Sure, Lucas. What's up?"
I took a breath. "You don't have any...resignations about what we did?"
"None at all. Why...do you?"
"No! No...I loved every second of it..."
He smiled. "So did I."
"But...I'm a teenager. I'm supposed to be the uncontrollable horndog."
"And what am I supposed to be?"
"I don't know...the dad. The responsible one."
He glanced at me again. "Are you regretting what we did?"
I shook my head. "No, I'm just trying to figure it out."
"Shall I give my best explanation?"
"Sure, I guess."
"I already told you that things have been kind of dry between your mom and I for a while. I was probably just as horny as you were. I just never expected you to...do what you did. I woke up in the middle of the night to find my dick in your muzzle. My first reaction was 'oh fuck, that feels nice.' Then I tried to get mad and be 'the responsible one.' You know, stop the inappropriate behavior, yaddah yaddah yaddah. But before I could, I saw how much you loved what you were doing, and my head went right back into horny mode."
"So...that's why you didn't explode at me?"
He grinned. "Oh, but I did explode, remember?"
I pushed him. "You know what I meant, you pervert."
"Oh, this coming from the kid you mouthrapes his dad in his sleep."
"Shut up, you loved it."
"You're right, I did. And that's my point. I don't think there's anything wrong with what we're doing. So we're related, so what? It feels good. Really good. The fact is, it's hard for me to look at you and not get a boner now. I love our new relationship. Don't you?"
"Hell yeah, I love it. It's been my dream since I was, like, 9."
He chuckled. "Aww, I'm flattered. Now I know you'll love that surprise I told you about."
I knew better than to pry for more information about that. "Well...what about mom?"
"What about her?"
"Dad. Are...are we going to tell her?"
He shook his head fast. "No! Jesus, never tell her, Lucas! She'd murder us both!"
"But...aren't you technically cheating on her? I don't think she'll be happy to find out that you're committing adultery with your own son."
"No, she wouldn't be happy with that. So don't tell her. What she doesn't know won't hurt her. Or us, for that matter."
"Well...I know I personally don't feel all that guilty. I know that sounds awful, but I'm not married to her. But...what about you? You are married to her."
A pause. He sighed heavily. "Lucas...there are a lot of things that make up a relationship. A lot of things that we depend on each other for. Sex...sex was one of them. But not anymore, you know? There are still a lot of things that I need from your mother, and there are a lot of things that she needs from me. But the sex...I need that from you now."
I blushed. "Really?"
He smiled again. "Yeah. It feels kinda weird saying it, but yeah. What we've done has been some of the greatest sex I've ever had. And I know you enjoy it, so why not just keep going, you know?"
I nodded. "Yeah, okay. I think I get it."
He gently pet the top of my head, keeping one paw on the wheel. "We're still father and son. Just...with benefits. How's that?"
"I think it sounds hot."
He nodded his head in agreement. "Good. Now put your headphones back in so I can try to focus on driving - I have to get rid of this erection somehow."
I instantly looked towards his crotch. True to his word, I could see his cock, clearly outlined in his jeans, angled down his right pant leg. I didn't put my headphones back in.
"Pull over."
His grin became enormous. "Now? I don't know...maybe we should wait until--"
"Dad, pull over. Now."
"Alright, you talked me into it."
He slowed down, pulling the car over a few feet off the road. Once we were safely stopped and parked, he unbuckled his seat belt.
"What are you going to do to me, hmm?"
"You know exactly what I'm going to do," I said. I grabbed the enormous member in his pants and shuddered as I felt it flex powerfully.
"I know. I just want to hear you say it."
I looked into his eyes. "Daddy, I'm going to suck your fucking cock."
"Fuck yeah, you are, boy," he growled at me.
I fumbled with my seatbelt as he nimbly maneuvered his way between the front seats and into the back. He sat in the middle of the back seat, his legs spread. "Come on. You want it, come get it. We only got a week left."
I sighed happily at his words, imagining for a split second everything we would do for the next week. But for now, I had work to do. I followed his lead, getting into the back as well. I knelt on the car floor, between his knees. There was just barely enough room for my legs, but plenty of room for me to dive into his crotch. His chest gave a hearty rumble as I licked at the denim covering his sex.
He put his hands behind his head, clearly enjoying himself. "Unzip me. Pull my cock out and worship it, you fucking little whore."
I blushed deeply. Hearing my dad talk to me like that was still taking some getting used to. But it still made me hard as a rock in my jeans. "Yes, Daddy."
I quickly unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, pulling them down his legs a bit. This left his underwear. He grinned down at me as I dived again, shoving my nose into his sweaty crotch. I inhaled deeply, his musk hanging over his ballsac like a fog. The smell of his arousal was so powerful, I almost came in my pants.
"Fuck..." I whispered. And I hadn't even gotten to his cock yet.
"Hurry up, son." His dick flexed again, threatening to tear his boxer briefs.
My own erection was begging for attention. "Just a sec, Dad."
I reached down to unzip my own jeans, but Dad protested. "Don't you dare touch yourself. It's my cock that you should be worried about. You wanted this, remember? Now do as you're told and suck your father's fucking dick."
I looked into his eyes and nodded. "Yes, Daddy. I'm sorry..."
He just leaned back into the seat, waiting for me to continue. He was really enjoying this. I made a mental note to ask him later if he was this dominating with mom, but now wasn't the time. I had bigger things to worry about.
I took a hold of my dad's waistband and slowly pulled them down, loving the fact that I was undressing my father. Like before, as soon as his cock was free, it whipped out and slapped his stomach. A big drop of precum dripped from his slit and onto his six pack.
"Fucking Christ..." I muttered.
"Yeah, I know how much you love it," Dad grinned.
I very lightly brushed the throbbing shaft with the tips of my fingers, making him shiver in delight. "Daddy, how big are you?"
He smiled. "Take a guess."
I gazed lustfully at the beautiful cock in front of me. "9 inches, maybe?"
"Close. A little over 10."
"10 inches...and it's all mine," I whispered.
"Well, go on then," he encouraged. "Why don't you taste it?"
I happily obliged, dragging my tongue up the length of the underside of his cock. He groaned approvingly. "That's it...use your tongue..."
I licked all over the glorious cock, twirling my tongue from the base to the tip. I covered it in my saliva, tasting every inch of my dad's member. I tried to remember every vein, dip, and bump that my tongue slid over.
"Shit, son, stop teasing me. Suck me, now," he commanded.
I immediately took his cock into my paws and stroked. I held it to my face, and then, after a good breath, plunged onto it. I fit a good 5 inches in on my first mouthful, and Dad moaned as I slid my muzzle lower down his shaft. After I got about a third of his dick in my mouth, I started sucking. I acted like I was trying to suck the cum out of his balls, bobbing my head up and down as I did so. I took the groans that he produced as signs that I was doing a good job, so I just kept going, taking in just a bit more cock with each downward thrust.
Dad put a paw on the back of my head, the way I loved it. "Twist your head as you suck, son."
I obeyed, twisting like a corkscrew while I bobbed my head on his dick. He gave a quick little buck into my mouth. "Fuck yeah, just like that. Oh, you're such a good little cocksucker..."
I just kept up the pace I was going, trying as hard as I could to get him to cum. My jaw was very quickly becoming tired, but I refused to stop until we were both satisfied. I reached up to fondle his balls while I worked, juggling the large furry orbs on my palm. My saliva slid down the length of his cock, making the entire shaft slick. I put a paw at the base of his cock and started pumping it as I sucked.
Dad suddenly started squirming in the seat. "Fuck, boy...that's it...I'm really close...just keep going..."
I had no intention of stopping. I sucked as hard as I could, jerking what I couldn't fit with my paw. I cupped his cock in my tongue, pressing hard just under the head, where I knew it's the most sensitive. This brought him over the edge.
He took both paws and held my head in place, pushing as much cock as he could into my mouth without choking me.
"FUCK!" he shouted. He started flooding my mouth with his cum. I couldn't count how many times he spurted into my muzzle, but he very quickly filled it completely. His paws kept my head from moving away, so I couldn't do anything to stop his seed from leaking out the sides of my mouth. His cum was hot and strong. It was incredibly salty and bitter, the most masculine taste I could imagine. And I fucking loved it.
As soon as his orgasm died down, he let go of my head and slid out of my mouth.
"Now swallow it," he panted.
He didn't have to tell me. I guzzled what I could, lapping up the cum that leaked out with my tongue. He bent down and kissed me, shoving his tongue into my mouth. I moaned for him, wanting more. When he pulled away, he licked at my muzzle, cleaning his spunk from my lips. After he was done, he just leaned back into the seat and panted, tired after his orgasm.
I leaned forward and took his limp cock back into my muzzle. He put a paw on my head again. I suckled lightly on his soft dick, cleaning it of his cum. Once it was completely soft, I could fit the entire thing into my mouth. He let out a heavy sigh as I completely engulfed his spent cock into my muzzle.
"Good boy..." he whispered, petting me. "That's nice..."
I pulled off, but I still wanted more. I kissed his cock, pushing my lips onto the head. Then I licked it, and started French kissing it, smothering it in my tongue. It didn't take long until I was just sucking it all over again.
Dad chuckled. "Jesus, boy...you really are a little cockslut, aren't you?"
I sucked until his dick came out of my mouth with an audible pop. "Yeah...sorry..." I said sheepishly.
"No, don't be. I already told you how much I love that you love it." He took his wet dick and started rubbing it on my face as he spoke. "You're such fucking little whore, you know that?"
I grinned. "Only for you."
"Good. That's how I like it."
He pulled up his underwear and pants, pushing his dick back into them before zipping himself up. "That was great, son. Thanks. You're getting really good at that."
"No problem, Daddy," I gushed.
I leaned forward and kissed him again, lovingly bathing his tongue with mine. He picked me up and held my body in his lap, making out with me as though I were a secret lover. I guess I was. It didn't take long before he pulled away.
"We gotta get going."
I nodded. "Alright. Let's go." I didn't even worry about my own erection. I knew I would get what was coming to me tonight.
Dad got out, opened the driver side, and got back in. I followed him to the front seat. After he put the car in drive, we pulled back onto the interstate. We still had a couple of hours to go.
"I love you, Daddy," I said to him.
"I love you too, Lucas."
He took my paw and raised it to his lips, kissing it softly.