Awakening

My dad gave me a long look before he walked to the bed and looked down at the open magazine. My heart was pounding so loud I was sure he could hear it. Without looking at me he picked up the open magazine and stared at it for a few seconds before he turned to me. Dad had a small smile on his face, and said, "I see we have the same taste in magazines, Dell." He turned a few pages and seemed lost in thought as he looked at the cock sucking and butt-fucking going on in the pictures. He gave me a knowing look before his eyes scanned over my bare chest and then dropped to below my waist. His eyes seemed to shine a little brighter as he stared at my crotch.

I didn't know what to say. I know I was blushing and briefly thought about telling him that they were in the room when I got here, but I'd never lied to him and wasn't about to start now. "I, ah,.......I found them," I stammered, as I partially told the truth. I was horrified at being caught with gay porn, and I'd momentarily forgotten that he had his own stash of the same magazine. "I, ah...and I just wanted to look at them." I was too embarrassed and mortified to even make eye contact with him. I couldn't think straight. What my dad said next changed everything.

"I understand Dell. Like I said, I like this magazine, too. I buy them all the time." He looked me in the eyes and paused before he went on. "I have the most recent edition, I'll share it with you if you haven't seen it instead of throwing it out when I'm done," he told me as cool and casual as if he were talking about the Sunday paper. "Would you like that?" he asked softly, as he looked into my eyes.

By asking me he forced me to answer him. It took every ounce of courage in me to look him in the eyes and tell him, "No, no,... I, ah haven't seen it dad and yeah that would be great. I kind of like looking at it too," I shyly admitted. What my brain was yelling was "Dad, I'm not gay, just curious." But of course, I didn't. We looked hard at each other for a long moment, our relationship forever changing with this revelation and admission.

"Good, me too. There are some great pictures in here," dad nodded his head, smiled, and held out the magazine. "We could look at it together," he subtly suggested. I had my hand on the magazine but dad wasn't letting go. He looked into my eyes as he tried to read my reaction to his suggestion.

My cock started to grow under my towel. I couldn't believe what he was suggesting. My own dad was offering to sit down with me and check out gay porn together. I think the nervous smile on my face told him everything he needed to know, but I had to tell him, he had to hear me say the words. "I'd like that dad." My cock jumped and stiffened and pushed the towel out. I was so turned on right now but didn't know what to do about it.

Dad smiled and let go of the magazine. "Good, me too. I'd be interested to hear which pictures you like best." He said grinning. The floodgates were open now for both of us. "Personally, I like the page you have opened here." Dad reached across the magazine and tapped the picture of the good-looking older man sucking off the young guy.

It was as if a thousand pound weight was lifted off me. I actually laughed and it was of relief not nervousness. I even dared smile as I looked at him. "Me too dad. It's one of my favorites." I told him, the shit-eating grin on my face widening by the minute.

My dad laughed. "Good, then it's a date. We'll get together later on and look at them together. We might find some others we both like." Dad looked down at the front of my towel and grinned. "I can see they have the same affect on you as they do on me." The atmosphere in the room seemed to crackle with sexual anticipation.

I looked down at my crotch and grinned stupidly as I put my hand over my hard-on and smiled, "I get this way a lot lately."

Dad laughed and brought his hand to the front of his pants and showed me the outline of his hard cock. "Me too." He said grinning.

"George, is Dell up? Is he ready?" My mother called from the sidewalk.

My dad looked at me and gave me a wink. "He's up and ready but he isn't dressed yet, Elaine, but he will be soon." He gave me a big smile. "Make sure you tidy up your room a little before you leave son," he said over his shoulder, as he walked to the door. "Oh by the way, your ass looks great." He said, chuckling as he closed the door.

I quickly looked over my shoulder and saw my reflection in the mirror. My towel wasn't covering my butt. Oh shit!" I said, and laughed out loud. I threw off the towel and stood in front of the mirror. My boner stood tall and hard and a clear bubble of cum oozed from it. I licked it off before I slipped on my blue lace thong again. "I can't believe what just happened!" I said, as I numbly fisted my boner and laughed.

Fifteen minutes later I walked out and found my parents and the McGraw's waiting for me. "All set," I said, as I gave my mom a quick hug. I wondered if my dad had said anything to her. If he had, I wasn't sure if that was a bad thing or not. I told my mom how super she looked. "You look terrific mom. I like your dress." She isn't a flashy dresser, but she looked really nice tonight; she was even showing a lot of cleavage, for a change. Visions of her naked tits flashed through my head, and my cock stirred. My compliment seemed to please her, and I think she actually blushed. She made a fuss about my hair, patting it down in the back, and in the process our hips, as if pulled together by magnetic attraction, came in contact with each other.

"You look so nice Dell," My mom told me, as she patted down my cowlick. . When she realized what she was feeling through the front of my pants, she blushed, but didn't step back, and seemed to intentionally press back against me. "Oh, my, your father was right when he said you were ready," she said softly, as she held her mound to my boner. A slight smile crossed her face before she backed up and looked down at the front of my pants. "I didn't realize you were so grown up Dell." She seemed almost out of breath as she turned and got into the back seat of the car with Mrs. McGraw. I looked longingly at the flash of flesh from her legs before they disappeared into the backseat.

"Thanks mom," Was all I could manage to mumble. I'm going to hell. I just knew it. I had to hold my hands over the front of my pants when I got into the front seat between my dad and Mr. McGraw. I didn't dare make eye contact with my dad as I awkwardly sat over the middle hump again. I sat in silence as dad and Mr. Know It All talked over me. My hardon refused to go away. We'd been driving about 5 minutes before I realized that my dad's leg was pressed firmly against mine. I eased mine away from his, figuring he was unaware that he was touching me as he talked to Mr. McGraw. His leg followed mine and again pressed firmly against me. Normally I would have felt very uncomfortable if another guy touched my leg like that, even if it was my father. But the conversation with my dad earlier, and they physical contact with my mom was too fresh in my mind, and my raging hardon enjoyed the feel of his leg against mine. Maybe this male-to-male contact thing wasn't all that bad. My cock certainly didn't mind.

This time I didn't pull my leg back and actually got brave enough to press back against dad's leg; my cock stayed rock hard for the rest of the ride. I stole a glance at my father's crotch and I think he knew I was looking, because he pulled his sports coat aside and there it was. My dad had an obvious boner too. I almost laughed out loud. Here we were, father and son, both hard and both showing off for the other. I took my hands away from my crotch to let him see I was just as hard as he was. We both had to adjust ourselves when we got out of the car, and I couldn't help but laugh at our predicament. Dad gave me a little knowing smile, hugged me, and said, "Maybe we should get together tonight son?"

My breathing became very rapid and shallow as I nodded and answered him. "Ok dad." I didn't know what else to say. My body felt like it was going into meltdown as we grinned at each other. "I'd like that," I told him as I held my body to his. Our cocks made brief contact with each other before we separated and joined the crowd of relatives outside the restaurant.

The rest of the evening was a sexual blur for me. My dad and mom were all I thought about during the rehearsal. I tried to hold a conversation with relatives but all my mind was thinking about was sex. It was fun seeing my cousin and she was really glad I had come. I met her fiancé and I just couldn't figure out what she saw in him. He was just like his dad, opinionated and stiff. Small jokes seemed to go right over his head. Oh well, I was happy for her, but I didn't give her marriage much of a chance of lasting.

The evening heated up for me during dinner. I sat between my parents and almost immediately my dad and I resumed pressing our legs together under the table. He made contact with me, and I gladly returned the pressure against his leg. Sometimes dad even placed his hand on my leg and squeezed it a little as we talked. It wasn't innocent at all. He knew what he was doing to me when he put his hand on the inside of my thigh longer than a guy normally would. It kept me stiff and my mind actively thinking about how cool it was what dad and I were doing. I couldn't wait until later when we were going to look at porn together.

What really surprised and excited me was my mom. She was touching me, too. In between talking to my dad, mom made a point of touching my arm or my hand as we talked. What she was doing could never be construed as being inappropriate by any one watching us but me. It was just so unlike her. Her touch was different, too. It was very sensual and she was almost giddy in her manner. When she briefly placed her hand on my thigh, at the same time my dad had his on my leg from the other side, I knew she did it intentionally. Her fingers lingered on my upper thigh, and she lightly rubbed me while my dad did the same thing. She had to know what she was doing to me. Her fingers were only inches from my hard dick and I couldn't help myself when I slid forward so her fingers moved even closer to my dick. She left her hand there for a long time, lightly touching me as we talked. I was having a hard time concentrating from all the sexual stimulation I was getting from both my parents.

Several times mom leaned into me to make a point, and her firm breast would press against my arm. She was wearing a bra, but in my mind she was naked from the waist up, and I could see her big brown aureoles and her excited pink nipples. When she finally pulled back, her eyes were on mine, as if she was looking for a reaction, and twice she caught me looking down the front of her dress. The smile on her face was one I wasn't familiar with. It was a look of approval. "You make me so proud to be your mother," She said, as she squeezed my inner thigh again. Mom's hand moved deliberately upward until she was touching my balls. "Your father tells me you two are getting together later on tonight. I think that's wonderful honey. Your father's a very wonderful and loving man; you two need to learn about each other." She gave my balls a little rub before she pulled her hand away and smiled at me.

I didn't know what to say or do, and I couldn't believe dad had actually told her about our conversation. Did she know everything? Did she approve? I wanted to grab her hand and hold it over my cock, but of course, I didn't. Had my father really told her about the gay magazines and what we had talked about? I didn't know, but my imagination took over when I remembered the picture of her fucking dad. I lost a little more shyness and nodded, "Dad and I are going to check out this magazine together." I wasn't sure if she knew which magazine I was talking about, and didn't say more. I wanted to look her in the eyes, but couldn't muster up the courage to meet her eyes.

"That sounds....exciting dear, and I'm sure it will be for both of you." Mom paused before going on. "I enjoy that magazine, too," She said, as she reached under the table, cupped my balls and held them. "You just trust your father, and everything will be just fine," She told me, and kissed my cheek. "I love you very much, and I only want the best for you honey," she told me, before she got up and mingled with our relatives. I didn't dare stand; my hard-on was nearly ripping open my zipper. Holy smokes! My mother had just informed me she liked looking at the gay magazine, and she had just touched my balls! My mother, the June Cleaver of mothers, was anything but that! I waited a few minutes before getting up. I tried to will my boner to soften a little before I got up and followed the crowd outside.

The sun was down when the rehearsal finally broke up. About a dozen of my relatives were all milling around outside, making sure everyone knew how to get to the church in the morning. I was standing next to my dad, and he had his arm around my shoulders as we talked to a few cousins. The continuous physical contact between us seemed to be important for both of us. I leaned into him and enjoyed his manly touch. After a few minutes standing like that, dad discreetly led me back into the shadows of the restaurant. He let his arm drop until it rested on my ass. No one could see what he was doing in the dark, and I certainly didn't discourage him. It felt nice to have his hand there. I was still so darn horny and to tell the truth, I was definitely getting into having him touch me. I was so horny that I pushed my butt back into his hand and wiggled it a little.

"Feel nice, Dell?" My dad asked softly, as we stood away from the rest of the crowd. He moved his hand in small circles over my butt cheeks, squeezing each one several times. "I hope it does, because you sure feel nice, son," He said as he squeezed them again.

I tired to answer but my mouth felt like it was packed with cotton. I wanted to tell him how good it felt to have him touching my ass, but all I could manage was an encouraging little "Ahh."

My dad laughed. "I'll take that as a yes," He said, as he moved his hand deeper between my cheeks, and touched my balls and cock from behind. "You're wearing panties." It was a statement, not a question. He didn't wait for me to answer before he abandoned my crotch and moved his hand up to my waist, and worked his hand down the back of my slacks. He found his answer when his finger came in contact with the string going down through my ass. "A thong, nice, Dell," He said, happily.

I wanted him to know I had girl's panties on, but I couldn't figure out how he knew. I took a big breath and laughed. "Yes, how did you know, dad?" I tried to think who he knew I was wearing panties.

Dad laughed. "Oh, a little birdie told me."

I was really clueless as to how he knew, and a little frustrated at his answer. "Really dad, how did you know I was wearing panties, and especially that they were thongs?" I was worried someone else had somehow seen them.

Dad's eyes twinkled. "Your mother pointed them out to me. You bent over to pick up something earlier and your shirt pulled up and she couldn't help but notice the blue thong string disappearing down that cute ass of yours," He told me, as he worked his hand over my bare skin. It felt wonderful, and my cock couldn't have been harder.

"Oh cripes dad! Mom saw them?" I said, embarrassed as hell that my mother knew I was wearing panties.

"Now, don't you worry about your mother. She understands perfectly," He assured me. He leaned closer so his voice wouldn't carry and told me, "Your mother happens to enjoy her men wearing ladies things."

"Wow, dad, that's so cool!" I should have known that from the pictures, but I was too embarrassed to tell him I had been in his things. Learning that mom wasn't upset or disgusted hit me like a bombshell. Now I felt awful about sneaking through their drawers. "Dad I have a confession to make." I told him how I had gone in their room and snooped, and how I had seen his panties and even the pictures. I felt a lot better after confessing to violating their privacy.

My dad just smiled. "I thought a few things were out of place, and kind of figured if had to be you that had been in there. Don't worry about it, Dell. If I were really that concerned about you seeing what I had, I would have locked them up or hidden them better. I guess part of me; your mother too, kind of wanted you to see that stuff.

I couldn't have been more excited. "You did? Mom too? Wow dad, that is so ho......ah you know, it's so cool. I won't do it again dad," I promised.

"I know you won't, son. Your mother and I won't have to hide those things from you anymore." He laughed again as he worked his hand down my pants and massaged my bare ass. "I hope it didn't embarrass you to much to see the pictures of your mother and me. You're probably wondering what the heck they were all about." His voice had a hint of concern mixed with pride at sharing his secret life with me.

"I'm not embarrassed.......anymore. I thought they were fantastic, dad. You and mom, you looked so hot....and sexy," I told him, and grinned. "I really liked them."

That made dad chuckle. "I'm sure your mother will be glad to know her son thinks she's hot and sexy, Dell. And I'm glad you're not embarrassed or upset anymore. Now that you've seen me in my panties and know that I like looking at gay porn, too, we can stop hiding things from you." He sounded very sincere and happy. "But I'm sure you must have a few questions about all of it." He looked like he wanted to tell me more but held up.

I laughed; relieved that he'd told me so much. "You can say that again, dad. I have a hundred questions and stuff I don't even know how or what to ask, though," I told him relieved to finally be able to talk about it. "It's just so cool that you.....well, that you wanted me to see all of your stuff." I was still confused about my mom, but most of it made sense now. The way she talked to me tonight and how she touched me all fit now. My mom was as horny as I was! "I just can't believe mom is so cool about you....me.. wearing panties." It made me laugh. I was relieved and nervous all in the same time.

"I've been wearing panties in front of your mother since before we were married. She's only made me feel wonderful about my little fetish for women's things. In fact, one of the things we love to do together is to go shopping for special things for me. "I'm sure she'd love to help you shop, too. She has a great sense of color and style, and instinctively knows what you'd look best in Dell."

"Neat." I said, as I contemplated shopping for panties with my mother. How cool was that! My dick jumped against my pants, wishing it could be free from the confines of my panties. I told my dad how I had stolen the panties I had on, and how I wished I could have taken my time and picked out some like he had in his collection. I really wanted to know why he wore them, and how he felt when he secretly had them on in public. "It just makes me feel so sexy and horny when I wear them." I didn't know how to tell him how different each pair made me feel, especially the soft cotton ones with flowers and bows.

"I understand Dell; they make me feel special too. Sometimes I feel so....well pretty, almost as if I was a girl." Even in the shadows of the night I could tell he blushed when he told me that.

I lost all of my embarrassment when my dad told me that. "Me too! I just love the cotton pair with little flowers on them. I look in the mirror and I see a little girl wearing them." I matched my dad's dad excitement. I couldn't have felt better about myself at that moment.

Dad pulled his hand from my pants and patted my butt. "We can talk about this later. I'll come over to your room and we can check out that magazine together." He said smiling. He moved in front of me to block anyone from seeing him rub the front of my pants. "You feel as hard as I do, Dell."