CRUISING & COCK - I'M ADDICTED - Pt. 6
A brief resume if you haven't read the previous parts of this story.
My names Sam, I'm twenty two years old, short, muscular and addicted to cruising and cock. I love sucking cock, I love getting fucked my cock, I love spunk and piss but I'm not queer, I love fucking women too.
Dad, who I live with, had found out, he didn't have a problem with it, he'd watched the porn DVD that I'd been tricked into appearing in and decided to come cruising with me, I'd watched him fuck a man's arse and then when we got home, he'd watched me wank in front of him and I'd sprayed my spunk all over him.
If you're confused, please read the other chapters of my story.
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Dad and I hadn't really spoken about what had happened, not because we were avoiding the subject, dad and I had a really great open relationship and we could talk about anything, especially now dad had seen what I got up to when I went out for the evening, but because we were working different shifts, so it wasn't until nearly the end of the week that we were both in the house at the same time.
I got in from the gym, working out hard stopped me thinking about cruising, cock and my feelings towards dad. He was in the kitchen cooking and as I walked through, he said, "Hello stranger, want a beer?" He didn't wait for an answer, grabbed one out of the fridge, popped it open and handed it to me, "dinner in twenty minutes so go and have a shower Sam," dad said.
"Yes Sir," I laughed and saluted him.
After the shower I came back into the kitchen, still with wet hair and just wearing a pair of baggy training shorts, dad looked me up and down, laughed and said, "I know you've got a good body and like to show it off at every opportunity, but I don't want to sit opposite you eating and looking at your pecs and nipples," and dad reached across and pinched one of my nipples hard.
I yelped, "bloody hell dad I've got sensitive tits, they're directly connected to my cock," I told him and pulled my shorts down, I wasn't wearing any underwear, and windmilled my cock at him, he just laughed.
"Talking of cock," said dad, "what are you doing tomorrow night?"
"Why? I was only going out for a few beers," I told him, "You got something better planned?" I wondered if Dad wanted to go cruising again.
"Maybe, you'll just have to wait and see, I'll drive, oh and make sure you pressure wash your arse out," dad said. Well, that gave the game away, I guessed we weren't just going out for a beer.
I finished work at about five the next day, when I got home dad wasn't there, so I showered, douched as dad had said and sat naked playing on my phone. Dad walked in, he always kept himself smart and tidy, so he'd been for a haircut, a very smart trendy haircut and even though he's an "older" man why shouldn't he keep up with the trends, he'd had his black hair left long on top with a parting and swept to one side and had the sides and back clippered short, he looked good.
"What do you think?" he asked me, pointing at his hair.
"Very smart dad, you'll be pulling them tonight," I laughed.
"Well, if I don't, you'll be pulling my cock," he said and winked at me. Did dad mean that, I guessed his was joking. "Why don't you make some sandwiches while I have a shower, clipper my chest and shave my balls," dad told me.
"Do you want a hand with your balls?" I asked him, I thought that I'd go along with the joke.
Dad looked at me with a grin on his face and said, "I'm not letting you near my balls with a razor, I don't want to loose one of my nuts thank you," and his went into his room before shouting back at me, "and put some clothes on."
I wasn't sure what I should wear, I guessed that we weren't going out to a smart restaurant and I guessed that wherever we were going it was going to involve sex so I went for the casual short blonde gym lad look, jockstrap, tight light blue shorts that showed off the jockstrap straps over my arse cheeks and made my cock bulge look big, light blue trainers with trainer socks, a tight short sleeve tee shirt that hugged my pecs and made my nipples stand out and hugged my defined abs and to finish it all off a dark blue baseball cap, obviously wearing it backwards with my scruffy blonde hair sticking out around the edges, a skater boy or when dad walked in and saw what I was wearing he said, "You look like a rent boy, just the look I wanted," and laughed but I wasn't sure if he was joking.
Dad had gone for the workman / man in black look, he was wearing a tight black tee shirt just like last time we'd gone cruising, a pair of black tradie work trousers, the ones with lots or pockets, the pair he was wearing almost seemed tailored the way they hugged his arse and showed off a healthy cock bulge and to finish it all off was a pair of black work boots that he'd tucked the bottom of his trouser legs into, he looked a cross between a fit workman and a hard looking security guard. "What do you think?" he asked me.
"Well as I don't know where we're going and to do what I suppose if you're going to fix somebodies boiler or chuck out the yobs from the local shopping centre then the look works," I laughed.
Dad laughed as well, "I can see you're wearing a jock, so I thought I'd wear one too," he said and undid his thick black work belt and peeled his trousers off over his arse to show off a black jockstrap that left little doubt he was packing and filling the pouch nicely. My cock twitched in appreciation.
We grabbed a sandwich, about the limit of my kitchen skills, and headed off, dad drove, and we chatted, I knew that we were heading towards the cruising site, it was going to be a good night, my cock could feel it, going cruising with my dad but as we reached the turn off for the site we drove past, fuck I needed to go cruising. I wasn't sure where we were going now until the penny dropped, and I knew we were on the road that I'd been on a few weeks ago but that time I'd had my head down in the lap of the man sucking his cock that had put me in a porn film. I looked across at dad, he looked back at me with a big grin on his face, "don't worry Sam, this time I'm here to keep an eye on things," he said.
Was my dad pimping me out, I should have been angry and told him to turn the car around and take me home but, of course, I didn't, because I knew that I was going to do whatever dad told me to do, I was excited.
"After I saw you getting fucked on film, getting ripped off cash wise and knowing who the bloke in charge was, I made a few enquiries. The wife of the bloke I work with who does porn was really helpful and gave me a few contacts and I just needed to find out where the porn was filmed, the tradie didn't take much persuading to tell me. I managed to get hold of the boss man, pretending that I was up for a porn shoot and met him. I told him a few things, you didn't sign a model release, what he was doing was probably illegal and now I know what he was up to and about his other businesses and his standing in the community it would be really awkward if his porn business became common knowledge," dad said, was my dad was blackmailing him?
Dad carried on, "Of course he could just show your porn film to a few people at the rugby club to get his own back."
"Dad," I almost shouted.
"Don't worry, he won't, he's got far too much to lose, so him and I had a man to man chat, I let him suck my cock and we negotiated a deal, you get paid a decent amount with no one taking a cut, I'm there to keep an eye on things, I reckon it could be a good earner and lead onto other things," he said.
"I'm not sure about all of this dad," I told him.
"So how else are you going to earn some extra cash, let's face it your job doesn't exactly pay well does it so you'll never be able to afford another car or a holiday with the lads will you?" he said sounding annoyed, I just nodded.