Author's Note: Josh's story continues in this second part.
All characters are over 18.
"I love you, Daddy." I told him. "I don't know if I can wait." I admitted. I loved that he had given me a preview of our weekend but it was going to be impossible to think of anything else. Waiting two days was going to be excruciating.
"You can wait two days, Josh. I've waited years." He said softly. I instantly regretted that he had to wait but I understood why. It was bad enough that my father wanted to fuck me but at least I was a consenting adult now.
"Ok, Dad. I love you." I said and kissed him again for as long as I could until he pulled away.
"Let's go help your mother." He said and took me by the hand. He hadn't held my hand since I was little. The intimacy of it now was thrilling.
We spent the next two days stealing glances, and kisses, whenever we could. It both helped and made things worse. I longed for his touch every waking moment. It was an exquisite form of torture.
I loved my mother but over the course of two days, I really wished she would go grocery shopping or something. Anything to get her out of the house so that I could have that man to myself.
Finally, the big day arrived. I woke up early and packed a weekend bag. Dad was up early too. He knocked on my bedroom door and entered after I told him to come in. He was holding a gift wrapped box.
"Good morning, son. Pack this in your bag, will you? It's a special birthday present that I want you to open at the cabin." He said handing me the box. I couldn't imagine what it was but was excited to see.
"Thanks, Dad. I'm sure that I'll love it, whatever it is." I said and packed it away.
"I think you'll be pleasantly surprised." He said with a sly grin. "Are you about ready to go? I thought we could grab breakfast on the way."
"I'm so ready to go, Daddy. I want you so badly." I said and leaned in. He didn't leave me hanging. He kissed me so softly and tenderly.
"Me too, Josh. I've waited so long. I've watched you grow into such a beautiful young man." He said. "I'm very proud of you." He said and embraced me. We were both hard and I pressed my cock against his through our pants. I wanted so desperately to feel his naked body against mine.
"Fuck, Dad. Let's go before I burst." I said, which made him laugh. I slung my bag over my shoulder and we grabbed Dad's on our way out the door, stopping briefly to say goodbye to Mom. She wished us a good time. I wondered if she suspected, but probably she didn't.
The ride to the cabin wasn't as bad as I expected. We stopped for breakfast and then were on the road again. There were enough distractions and other things to talk about that the time passed quickly.
"Shit, it's chilly in here." I said when we entered the cabin. We normally came up here in the height of summer but it was pretty chilly in the spring.
"I'll get the stove started up. It'll warm up in no time. Why don't you put our things in the bedroom?" Dad said.
"Ok, be right back to help." I said. It wasn't lost on me that Dad said 'the bedroom' and not to put things in my room. I was looking forward to sharing a bed with him. I wanted to wake up in his arms. Dad called out for me to bring the gift out with me, so I unpacked it and brought it out to the living area with me.
Dad had the pellet stove going and it was already starting to warm up. He sat on the couch and patted the cushion next to him. I sat down next to him and he put his arms around me.
"I'm so happy to be here with you, Josh." Dad said. I told him that I was too. "Now, open your gift." He added. I was really excited and had no idea what it could be. I tore the paper to reveal a nice wooden box underneath.
The box itself had a small clasp at the front and was hinged at the back. I undid the clasp and opened it to reveal a very high quality dildo. Only it wasn't any dildo. I recognized it almost immediately.
