DAY 2
Several anonymous hands were caressing my naked body, touching my chest, my neck, my thighs, my feet. Fingers caressing my hair slid down to the cheek of my face. Circling my moist lips then sliding inside my hungry mouth. I swallowed and tasted the fingers as they slid further inside. In the distance, bells chimed, faint at first, then louder and louder.
"Turn that bloody alarm off."
I sat up in bed to see my dad's face, laid on his pillow, glaring back at me from the other bed. Reaching over to the side table, I grabbed the Alarm, switched it off and checked the time.
"It's 7.30 Dad. Shower, Breakfast then off to the park?"
Dad stared back at me, "Ok, I'll jump in the shower first."
He pulled back the sheets from his bed, and slid one leg over the edge before the other followed. I watched as he stood up, his naked body not hiding the semi morning wood he was expressing. His cock now thicker and longer than yesterday as it bounced out of sight and into the bathroom. The sound of water splashing in the toilet bowl. He was taking a piss and was there a while before I heard the shower start to run.
My bladder was desperate at this time, so I went into the bathroom. My dad was washing himself under the shower as I took my cock out of my boxers and aimed for the toilet bowl. My piss splashing against my dads in the bowl. Shaking myself a few times, I slid the foreskin up and down a few times, removing any excess urine, then popped it back into my boxers. Flushing the toilet I left the bathroom.
"Leave the shower running for me Dad."
I opened my case and sorted my clothes for the day.
Dad walked out the bathroom, a towel around his back as he dried himself.
"All yours Bud."
I dropped my Boxers, threw them onto the pile of clothes I had worn the day before and got in the Shower.
The hot water felt so good, splashing my face and body, the jets hard against my skin as they cleansed me. With the soap I rubbed my face then under my arms. Gathering more soap suds, I rubbed my fingers against my ass, sliding along the hole to get it clean. A twitch in my cock as my fingertip accidently slipped in.
"Where's the toothpaste?"
My Dads voice jolted me out of my mischief.
"In the Blue Bag Dad, near the Window."
I finished cleaning my body and let the water wash away the suds.
When I had dried myself and was back in the bedroom, my dad was already dressed and ready to go.
"Breakfast time Kid".
I dressed and we went downstairs for some food. Then it was a short drive to a park.
Today was our Disney day and Dad had decided the Magic Kingdom would be his choice to go to. The Car Park was busy for a Saturday and all the visitors experiencing their 'Magical Moments'. We got out and felt the Ninety degree plus heat hit our bodies.
Finally in the park we enjoyed a long day of Dad and Son bonding as Dad told me about what Mom and my sister had been doing since I had been at university. The long queues gave me plenty of time to people watch, mainly guys hot crotches, in the baking heat. The Outlines of thick packages and balls against tight shorts.
Our day went quickly with the numerous rides and attractions and we decided to leave before the fireworks. Jumping on the monorail I had to stand as the cab was packed. My body pressed against a bearded, well-toned guy who was talking to a woman sat down. Dad stood back near the doors as the monorail started to move.
My crotch accidentally grazed against the standing guy. I felt my cock growing. Another jolt on the monorail and another rub of my crotch against the guy. He dropped his hand by his side and I felt his knuckles rub against my cock when the third jolt happened.
I looked around at Dad, he was staring out of the window. The woman was now busy on her phone, scrolling through what seemed like photos. The guy's hand rubbed my crotch without the trains jolt this time, he turned slightly and smiled. My cock now hard in my short and pressed against the back of his hand. The monorail came to a stop.
"Dad, I need to use the Restroom before we drive back."
Dad looked over and nodded.
Walking down I headed for the nearest bathroom. Inside a guy was zipping up as another was washing his hands. I headed for the urinals. Hearing footsteps behind me, the guy I shared the monorail with, stood next to me. My cock still hard, I stood back so he could see. His hand reached around the partition and his fingers squeezed my cock.
"Disabled toilet. Quick." He whispered.
In the cubicle he dropped his shorts and a thick 8 inches jumped up. I knelt down, wanking it, I licked the balls and shaft before my throat took all of his cock. He raised his hand and resting it on my head, he guided his cock in and out. Faster and faster until I heard him grunt, then a feel of cum hitting the back of my throat. Swallowing fast as more cum followed. I licked the shaft and slit cleaning any excess sperm.
The guy pulled up his shorts, opened the door slightly, looked around and left quickly, not even washing his hands. It was time for me to leave, I flushed the toilet, and cleaned up. As I left the restroom, I saw the back of the guy I had just sucked and swallowed holding hands with the woman he had been talking to on the journey.
"Your mom asks if we are having a good time."
I turned around to see my dad messaging away on his mobile.
"Tell her yes. Let's get back for a bite to eat Dad."
Later on, back in our room, Dad had already put the television on and was scrolling through his phone.
"You sure you don't fancy popping out for a few drinks Dad?"