DAY 1
My father and I had packed for our extended weekend away, we had said goodbye to my Mom and sister back in Alabama and were on the open road. Dad didn't know what his Father's Day surprise was going to be this year. All he knew was we were staying away for a few days.
On the journey we chatted about his work, my time at university and all the usual car conversations. I had always been close to him and loved the bonding time we had when it was just me and him. The only regret I had so far was I had never really told him that I was Gay.
After 5 hours, we started seeing the signs for Orlando. Dad started to get excited, just like a big kid, as he began realising what his surprise was going to be. We hadn't been to Disney and Universal in years. The last time we had gone, I was still living at home, and we had been together on a family vacation.
We pulled onto International Drive and into the Hotel that was going to be our home for the next few days. Parking the car, we took our suitcases and booked in at the reception. Room 1412, the fourteenth floor, what a view we were going to get.
Opening the door, the room was massive, The bathroom to the left, then a little further the bedroom with 2 king size beds a large television and a fantastic view of International Drive and The Pointe Complex below our hotel window.
"Shotgun" my dad shouted as he jumped on the nearest bed. I smirked at him before i threw my case on the bed near the window.
We unpacked and then I went through the plans for the extended weekend with dad. Dinner later and an early night. Tomorrow's plan was Disney all day then Dinner and drinks, then a few hours personal time to chill. I knew dad liked to have quiet time by himself sometime. Back home in the evening he always had a couple of hours in his mancave to chill of an evening. This would give me an opportunity to have a little me time as well and possibly have some fun.
Father's Day was going to be Universal, a meal and then Chill time again. Then finally Monday, whatever Dad wanted before the drive home.
Dad stood up and started lifting his shirt, "I am going to get a shower".
He threw the shirt on the bed, kicked his shoes and socks off and dropped his pants. Sliding his boxers down, his left buttock showed a Skull tattoo., He bent forwards slightly to lift the elastic off his foot exposing his hairy hole.
Although I had seen it a thousand times I asked him the question, "When did you get the Tat Dad?"
"One of my Army mates dared me when I was drunk."
He moved into the bathroom and the sound of the shower muffled any further conversation.