Ward Cleaver was restless. June and Beaver were visiting colleges for a few days and Wally had gone on a date with his current girlfriend, Midge Walker. For some reason Ward had been unusually horny all weekend. He brazenly walked around with a stiff boner pressing into his suit pants and boxers, figuring hardly anyone was around to see him anyway.
Suddenly the doorbell rang and Ward practically jumped out of his pants. Who could it be at 9 PM? His nineteen year old son Wally would never be back from his date this early. Ward switched on the porch light and swung open the large main door. To his great surprise, Wally stood rather dejectedly on the front stoop. He was dressed to the nines, wearing a full suit and tie.
"Wally! what happened? You are back already?"
His oldest son quickly brushed past him and stormed into the room.
"Dad you wouldn't believe it...just as Midge and I were getting comfortable her parents came home two hours early!" Wally's face was red and his hands were across his midsection, as if he were hiding something.
Actually, Wally was telling his dad a bald faced lie. He really had gone to Eddie's house to watch a new porno movie that was supposed to be really hot. Just as the two young men were starting to undress each other, Eddie's dad came home unexpectedly! Fortunately, Wally was able to escape undetected out the back door. Now the problem was his persistent erection that just wouldn't quit. He was as hard as a rock since he left Eddie's house and to add insult to injury, hadn't jacked off for a full week. His cock was so hard in his pants it actually hurt.
"What do you mean by 'getting comfortable'?"
Actually, Ward knew full well what Wally meant but he wanted to hear him say it.
Wally's face screwed up with shame.
"Uh...er...you know...uh.."
Ward grinned. "you were about to fool around?"
Wally turned beet red. "No, well not really, I mean..."
"Nothing to be embarrassed about, she IS your girlfriend."
Wally was clearly having a hard time with this unexpected conversation. "Er, yeah, but..."
Ward looked at Wally's dancing fingers quizzically. "Wally, what's that you are hiding with your hands?"
Wally tried to pretend he just happened to be holding his hands in front of his crotch.
"Er...nothing, really nothing..."
Ward's smile got wider and wider. "Wally, take your hands away...NOW!"
Wally couldn't believe what his dad was asking him to do. Every so slowly, he put his hands at his sides. Wally's suit jacked parted at the waist, exposing a huge bulge in his dress slacks.
"Oh...I see what the problem is. Looks like a classic case of blue balls." Ward nodded like a an all knowing physician.
"B-b-lue b-balls?" Wally was stuttering and sputtering away.
"Yep, blue balls. You need to be drained son. Don't worry, I had blue balls once when I was your age and my dad had just the cure."
"The CURE?" Wally was incredulous.
Ward winked. "Yeah, the cure. Let's go to the guest bedroom, and I can show you!"
Wally's jaw dropped. "Dad, you really don't have to..."
Ward looked at Wally like only a stern father can. "it will only take a little while and I think you will be very pleased with the results."
Both men progressed slowly upstairs, their cocks bouncing in their pants as they walked. Ward had not been this hard in years, thinking about was going to happen in a matter of minutes...
After what seemed like an eternity, father and son entered the small guest bedroom right next to Beaver's room. Normally, this area would be off limits, but with Beaver gone, it was the perfect choice for the "cure".
"All right Wally, the first thing I want you to do is lay on your back on the bed".
Wally assumed the position eagerly. Ward put a couple of pillows under his son's head to elevate him somewhat. Then, he slowly took off his suit jacket and hung it on a chair. Wally's tie followed, and his loafers were next.
Ward then started to unbutton Wally's white dress shirt agonizingly slowly, gradually revealing his oldest son's sparsely hairy chest and snow white A- shirt. Finally the shirt was gingerly pulled out of Wally's pants and thrown across the room.
"Great t-shirt Wally", you really look like a young man now." Ward tickled Wally across the straps of his sexy wife beater.
"Thanks dad, Beaver an I really like the new t-shirts you got us."
Ward's hands moved across the front of Wally's navy blue dress trousers, zeroing in for the kill. When they found a large tubular bulge on the right side, Ward used just two middle fingers to lightly caress Wally's peterhead. His son let out a low moan and tilted his head back into the pillows. Ward picked up the pace until Wally thought he would lose his mind. Then his dad moved up to Wally's new black belt. He unbuckled his son's dress pants exquisitely slowly, salivating as Wally's red and white striped boxer shorts came into view. Wally lifted his butt instinctively as Ward quickly dispensed with his heavy slacks. Now Wally was naked save for his black dress socks and wildly tented boxer shorts.
"I see you like the new boxer shorts I bought for you." Ward beamed as he lightly jacked Wally off through the right boxer leg.
