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    Bloop. Bloop. Bloop.

    Sitting at the dining room table, my ears perked up as soon as I heard the sound. By this point I had a Pavlovian reaction to it, making my cock twitch. It was the unique Grindr notification sound – but where was it coming from? It wasn't my phone, and it couldn't be Uncle Stan's either, since he was at work. 

    I got up to search for the source, and I soon found it: my father's phone in the living room. I picked it up and confirmed that, indeed, there were a bunch of Grindr notifications coming in. I wished I knew Dad's passcode so I could unlock the phone and see what all the messages were saying.

    "Is that my phone?" my dad asked as he entered the living room and saw me holding his device.

    "When did you get on Grindr?" I said, ignoring his question.

    "A few days ago, why?" he said, snatching his phone out of my hands.

    "No reason," I shrugged, surprised that Dad would do something like this without telling me.

    I pulled out my own phone and opened the Grindr app, which I hadn't used in weeks. Now that I slept in Uncle Stan's bed every night, he was providing me with steady dick. I no longer needed random guys to hook up with. The first profile in my grid was 0 feet away, so I knew it belonged to my father. There was no profile pic, but the username was "Curious" and the age was 40, which matched my dad's description. I scrolled down to find out more.

    "Discreet & married. Looking for oral, give or receive," the short bio said.

    Feeling mischievous, I typed out a message that said, "hey man. looking to suck some dick today?" and I sent it to Dad.

    A couple of seconds later, my father smiled. He looked up from his phone to make eye contact with me, before looking down again and beginning to type.

    Bloop – I got a notification. A message from "Curious."

    "Pics?" the text said.

    I laughed out loud. Continuing to communicate with Dad over Grindr messages, even though we were standing right next to each other, I selected a few of my favorite dick pics from my album and I sent them to him.

    His reply consisted of three emojis: "🔥🔥🔥."

    "u got any pics? 😈," I typed next.

    "Just a couple," he said, attaching a couple of boner pics, one of which was so old that it was taken back in our NYC apartment.

    "if u feel like sucking cock today, i know the best place for it," I said in my next message, adding the address to The Adult Arcade.

    "Let's do it!" Dad replied.

    Looking up at one another, we smirked and finally put our phones away. We got in Dad's truck, ready to drive to the sex shop. On a cloudy Saturday like today, I hoped there would be a good number of guys there. Before we even left the driveway I was reaching over the center console and felt up my father's bulge. He was already hard from our sexting earlier, as was I. The entire drive I played with dad's cock, even feeling brave enough to pull it out and start stroking him.

    I had to be careful since it was daytime, but I don't think anyone saw or noticed that I was giving my dad a handjob as we drove. His cock was throbbing in my hand while I jerked him off slowly. Several times, I watched his balls tighten up and I backed off so he wouldn't cum just yet. It wouldn't be much fun if I made him shoot before we even got to the sex shop. 

    Dad was feeling equally frisky. Keeping his left hand on the steering wheel, he reached over with his right hand to fish out my cock from the gym shorts I was wearing. I pulled the fabric of the left leg up to give him easy access. Thankfully, I wasn't wearing any underwear so my dick popped right out. The two of us jerked each other off, continuing down the road, making me even hornier and desperate to get to our kinky destination.

    Getting uncontrollably restless in the passenger seat, I couldn't wait any longer and knew that I needed to taste the dick that made me. I bent down and took Dad's cock into my mouth, causing my father to moan in pleasure. He swerved for a second once I was deepthroating him, probably distracted by how good my mouth felt. The taste of his salty precum oozed onto the back of my tongue, driving me into a frenzy.​​

    When we finally arrived at The Adult Arcade, we pushed our dicks back in our shorts, holding our hands in front of our crotches as we hurried inside. We beelined straight for the area where the gay merchandise was located, and then through the door to the backroom that was lined with booths. 

    I was happy to spot two free booths side-by-side, with a gloryhole in the middle. Dad went into the first one and shut the door, while I went into the adjacent booth. I was feeling frisky and decided to leave my door open, to see if anyone else might show up.

    I turned to face the gloryhole and dropped my shorts. It was my turn to get some head. Dad's Grindr profile did say "give or receive" after all. I stuck my dick through the hole and it was immediately welcomed by a warm, wet mouth – the mouth of my cocksucker dad.

    I leaned against the wall, my knees already buckling at the sensation of his mouth and throat on my cock. He'd gotten so much better at sucking dick recently, that he was already deepthroating me with ease. On the other side of the wall, I could hear his hungry slurps and slobbers while he swallowed my meat. 

    "Fuck, Dad, that feels so good," I whispered – hopefully loud enough for him to hear. 

    This was such a different experience from my previous visits here. Typically, it was me on the ground, sucking any dick I could get. Now, here I was getting blown by my father – and loving it. Even with my tool down his throat, he managed to push his tongue forward, past his lips, to lick my ballsack. I was gonna have to try that on him and Uncle Stan sometime.

    After a while, I realized I had an audience. There was a man leaning against the wall of the hallway, looking into my booth. Turned on by the stranger's presence, I turned toward him… and realized it was no stranger after all. It was my friend Tanner's dad!

    I'd met Tanner's father a few times, and I never would have guessed he was into guys. In a state of temporary shock, I almost pulled away from my dad's mouth, thinking we'd been caught, but then I realized Dad's door was closed and Tanner's dad had no way of knowing that my own father was sucking my cock.

    My friend's dad and I made eye contact. He looked surprised for a moment, but that was quickly replaced by a look of lust in his eyes. Next, he smiled and stepped closer to my booth.

    "Is he any good?" Tanner's dad asked about the cocksucker, nodding his head to the neighboring booth, unaware of the identity of its occupant.

    "Yeah," I nodded, fucking my own father's face, thrusting back and forth aggressively. "But why don't you see for yourself?"

    Tanner's dad nodded and stepped into the booth with me. He undid his belt buckle and let his jeans and boxers fall to the floor. His thick daddy cock looked delicious, and I was excited to see it go into my father's mouth. 

    Since this cock was bigger than mine, I was sure my dad would notice that he was no longer blowing me. Neither he nor Tanner's dad knew about each other, which made this even more thrilling for me. Tanner's dad was mostly hard, but his dick needed just a bit more attention to get fully erect. He stepped forward and stuck his meat through the hole. I could hear my dad on the other side, slurping on this dick.

    I knelt down next to Tanner's dad, using my discarded shorts as padding for my knees, and I reached for his hairy nutsack, damp with sweat. I stroked his balls, softly tugging them. He groaned in appreciation and pulled on the back of my head. I stuck out my tongue and started lapping at his nuts, enjoying the salty flavor and the smell of his musk. Through the hole, I could see my father's lips, sucking vigorously on this dick without even knowing who it belonged to. I'd spent many days at this same gloryhole sucking anonymous cock. The fact that my own dad was following in my footsteps made me feel proud in the most transgressive way imaginable.

    "Fuck. You guys are so good," Tanner's dad moaned, unaware that he was having his prick and nuts serviced by a father-and-son duo.

    "Stay here," I said to him as I stood up. Then, I walked over to the neighboring booth, ready to join my dad on the other side of the gloryhole…