Author's note: This is a gay scene between father and son so if that does not appeal to you skip this one. In the next chapter the whole family gets together so there's something for almost every taste coming next!
Chapter 5
Saturday Afternoon
Les and Marc were quiet for some time as they headed towards town. Both had so many thoughts and erotic fantasies dancing around in their heads it was difficult to stay in the present. Eventually, Les broke the silence.
"Butcher shop first? Then the liquor store? Then something to eat? I brought the cooler so everything should be fine till we get home."
Marc nodded, coming back to reality a bit. "Sounds good to me. Where do you want to eat?"
Les chuckled. "Well I guess we better not go to Twin Peaks. We might not be able to hide the hard-ons."
Marc snickered. "You got that right."
After a bit, Marc glanced quickly over at his father, then looked away. "Dad," he began hesitantly, "did you like it when you were touching me, and stuff?"
Les had to smile. He was pretty sure he knew what the "stuff" was Marc was asking about. He cleared his throat, fighting away his own nervousness. "Yes. Actually I liked it very much."
A mile of silence, as they approached the interstate.
"Dad, have you ever . . . you know . . . done things with another guy before?"
Les glanced over, then quickly returned his eyes to the road. Inside a sudden nervousness coupled with arousal was gripping him. He had never really allowed his mind to wander in that direction. But as his son had grown into a handsome young man. He could not help admiring his lean and firm body. More than once, while lying by the pool, he had glanced over at his son, lying on his back, and wondered what he would look like with his hard erect cock sticking in some girl's cunt. Now he was having thoughts of having him stick it in places he had never considered before.
"No, son. I had never done anything with another man until last night. Never even jerked off with someone else when I was young." He paused. "What about you?
"No, not really. I fondled a guy's cock once. But we didn't even cum- just fooled around."
"Well. . . Maybe we should try a little fooling around as well."
"I think I would like that," Marc quickly replied. The prospect of his own father doing things to him was almost as exciting as thinking about the things he had done with his mother. "If you want to experiment some more, that would be great with me."
Les was having a hard time keeping his mind on the road. Luckily, they were almost to the butcher shop. "I think I would like that too. I suppose some of that will depend on what happens with Kim as well."
Marc nodded. "I guess we'll know soon enough."
Les pulled up and shut off the engine. Looking over at his son, he saw that Marc was returning his gaze. Out of deep desires he had never known before, he was tempted to lean over and kiss him on the lips. Instead, he reached a hand across and placed it gently on his shoulder. "I'm guessing your mother knows how to handle Kim. This may turn out to be the most spectacular weekend of sex in your life!"
Marc nodded. He could feel his nine-inch cock pressing against his jeans. "It has been already."
Les smiled. "Well let's go get that meat we promised the girls." Both men chuckled a bit and opened their doors.
For the next couple of hours things returned to more or less normal. They rounded up the things they needed then went to one of their favorite Thai restaurants. Conversation was mostly about sports and such, as both attempted to avoid the obvious. After a quick stop for some gas and a couple of soda fountain drinks, the two headed home. They had been gone just over three hours when they pulled into the drive. Les pulled the truck into the garage, trying to make some noise to give Sheila fair warning that they were back. He was unsure how his daughter would react to all this, despite the sultry suggestions she had been dropping that morning. For all he knew she was just teasing.
Marc hoisted the cooler while Les grabbed the liquor and the two made it into the kitchen and set down their haul on the counter. As they began pulling things out to put in the refrigerator Sheila entered the room. From the looks of things she had just come from a shower. Her hair was still damp and she was wearing nothing but a pair of tight red shorts and a thin white top which clung to her breasts, outlining her dark nipples.
"Hello boys," she said. "Did you two bring home the meat?"
Les smiled. "Oh, we brought home the meat," he said. He watched his wife as she started helping them put up the groceries. She had that look that he knew quite well. It was the look she got from a really good orgasm.
"So, did you and Kim have a good time while we were gone?"
Sheila looked back from the fridge and winked at him. "Better than you can imagine," she said glancing at Marc as well.
"Anyway," she continued, turning back to the task of moving things around in the refrigerator, "Kim and I are going out for a little shopping this afternoon. You boys will just have to amuse yourself for a few hours."
Les glanced at Marc, who was looking back at him. Marc gave him a little nod of the head that caused him to have to swallow air. He could hardly believe this was all happening. He tried his best to remain calm and keep his cock from getting rigid, but between the thoughts he was having and the sight of Sheila bent over in front of the fridge, her lovely ass pointing at them, it was not easy.
