It was a few days later after our encounter with our father that my father suggested we come to his workshop and help clean up his workspace. He woke us up early on Saturday morning and told us to wear our gym jockstraps under our jeans. We found this suggestion odd but would soon find out why he wanted us to wear them.
Usually, our father worked alone on Saturdays as he would give the other two men that worked for him off on the weekends. When we arrived at the shop, we noticed Ron's car was there, we assumed that our dad had some deadline to meet with a customer's car and that is why Ron was there to assist.
Ron was younger than our dad, married with two small children. He worked with my dad for a little over two years and seemed to be a decent guy. He greeted us when we entered the shop and said he was glad to see my brother and I and looked forward to spending the day with us. I felt that something was up in his tone of voice.
My father gave my brother and I instructions on what needed to be done in the shop. He told us to strip down to our jockstraps while we worked. We gave my dad a puzzled look and he said that Ron was cool with us being almost naked. We were hesitant but Ron looked at us and asked what we were waiting for.
My brother and I stripped down to our jockstraps and my father instructed us to start working, I was given the bathroom to clean up and my brother was told to sweep the shop. Ron and my dad started working on the customers car.
After a while, Ron came into the bathroom, unzip his pants and pulled out his cock to take a piss. I noticed his hand movement and realized he wasn't pissing but stroking his hard on. He noticed me looking and moved away from the urinal so I can have a better view.
"You like what you see" Ron asked. "Your dad tells me you like cock."
I smiled at him and said, "What else has my old man been telling you?"
