A Camping Trip with My Stepdad

The sound of the birds chirping and the soft sunlight entering the tent greeted me as I woke up. However, dad was gone by my side. The worry that came from that was immediately erased when I saw him on the entrance of the tent, poking his head through like checking if I am awake.

"You're already up. Did you sleep well?" he asked and crawled toward me, pulling the sheets as he did so.

I yawned as a response, feeling both the fresh air and the warm sunlight that slithered through the vents of the tent. Dad folded the blanket and neatly arranged it together with the pillows at the end of the airbed. He then rubbed my back and held my hand as he assisted me out of the tent. My mind was still blank for a while, but I realized he was still topless.

"I prepared breakfast for us." He let me sit on the chair, surrounding the table decorated with roasted hotdogs and eggs. "Want some coffee?"

I nodded, and he poured hot water from the kettle to the instant coffee in my cup. He stirred it for a while and handed it over to me. When he noticed my blank face from waking up, he rubbed my cheek. "Wake up now, son."

I yawned again and took note of my surroundings. The lake was beautifully blue and the towering trees provided the campsite a cool shade. It wasn't cold nor hot. It was just right. My dad sat opposite of me and began to eat some hotdogs he roasted, a coffee cup in front of him.

"So, son, what do you want to do today?" He took a bite on the hotdog and licked his lip, making my dick move in my underwear.

"Can we swim in the lake?" I asked after seeing the water being moved by the wind. I picked up my coffee and blew on it.

"Of course." He smiled. Without realizing, I also returned the smile. The idea of spending the whole week with my stepdad in this secluded area started to sink in on me. "I may suggest. Would you join me at fishing later? Though we only have one rod since there was no available on our way here," he said.

"I wouldn't mind, dad. I'll actually look forward to it. I never really had the chance to fish." Since my coffee has cooled down a bit after testing it with my lips, I managed to take a small sip.

"Really?" There was a slight shock on his face but was changed to guilt afterward. "I'm sorry I never had the chance to take you to fishing when you were younger." He tried to reach my hand on the table as he uttered his apology, but I stood and walked toward him.

"Dad, don't feel guilty about it. You raised me responsibly and lovingly." I hugged him for a while and looked at his face. "I'm always happy and thankful for you." I kissed his cheek.

He grinned from that kiss and pulled me close, squeezing me in his arms. "You're so adorable. Thank you son." After his cute aggression, he broke his embrace and cupped my face. "You like kissing my cheek, don't you?" The right corner of his lip tugged upward.

I sat on his lap, straddling him. While rubbing the back of his head, I said, "Well, you said you liked it when I was younger. It makes you feel better."

He looked like he was about to tear up, but not quite. Instead, he ruffled my hair and pushed my head to rest on his shoulders. "It sure does. You always make me feel better."

I couldn't stop myself from smiling. It also felt like the tension from last night was suddenly lifted. After a while, he gently held my hand. "Well, let's eat now, I guess. We still have a long day ahead of us."

I nodded and climbed down from him, going back to my seat and continuing to munch on the food he prepared.

It didn't take long for us to finish our breakfast and to clean up. At ten o'clock, we have already brushed our teeth and almost ready to start our day. The sun had gone higher, but the temperature remains the same. The lake and trees really did wonders in keeping the area to be a perfect sanctuary to relax. With my dad being topless all the time we were here, I felt encouraged to do the same. It also felt like the better choice since we are going to be swimming on the lake this morning.

I entered the tent to remove my shirt, leaving my shorts since it is thin enough to be good for swimming. When I got out, dad was waiting for me.

"Your body is, well, nice." Dad tried to look away as his right finger scratched the side of his face. He seemed awkward giving compliments, which made me internally giggle. After taking a few steps toward him, the wind suddenly blew in my direction, causing me to shiver. Dad ran to my side, wrapping me in his arms. "Are you okay? You don't have to be topless to swim."

I snuggled myself for a while but withdrew afterward. "Well, you're just always topless and I want to join you."

He ruffled my hair. "You're always so thoughtful. Tell me when you feel cold, and I'll ran by your side, okay?"

"Thank you dad," I said then nodded and kissed his cheek. In my surprise, he returned the kiss on my cheek as well, slightly pinching it with his fingers afterward.

"Well then, let's go." He never let go off my hand as we walked closer and closer to the lake. We hopped on a few sturdy rocks but majority of the path was lined with wooden planks. It seemed that an area of the lake was really for swimming. When we reached the water, I poked the tip of my toes on its surface but suddenly retracted them after feeling that icy jolt.

Dad laughed. "It will get warmer later. And don't worry, when we get wet, we won't feel the cold." He was gently holding me on my back as we both took in the size of the lake. It wasn't very wide nor small, but it would be enough to enjoy boating. "Let's go?" He offered his hand in which I accepted.

"Dad, are you going in there with your cargo shorts?" I glanced down on his pants.

He chuckled a little. "Guess you're right." After letting go of my hand, he unbuttoned his pants and gracefully stepped out of them. For the first time since I was young, I got too see my dad again in his underwear. He was wearing black boxer briefs, but that didn't stop his dick from being outlined. It didn't look like it was hard, yet I could already appreciate the size of it. I gulped and wetted my lips, imagining how massive would his cock be when erect.

"Let's jump in. I guess." I was snapped back to my senses when I heard him. His cargo shorts were thrown on the grasses nearby. He adjusted his underwear as he viewed the lake, taking my hand into his.

After realizing that my dick is already hard, I tugged his hand and lead the way to the water. My feet were now submerged, and I forwarded with a slow pace to adjust to the cold. When my body was half submerged, I looked behind at dad who I was holding hands with.

"Are you cold?" he asked, removing his hands from mine and curling it on my waist.

I shook my head and looked at the waters. "I think I can take it. Let's go swimming?"

He smiled and both of us dived into the lake. The water was clear, and the rocks below were soft to our feet. We both splashed water at each other and enjoyed the morning.