Michael and David's parents had split up a couple of years back. They didn't know why but David said it was something to do with Daddy's new friend Paul. Michael didn't understand it but both his parents seemed happy and it did mean he got two presents at Christmas and birthdays unlike his friends.
Michael had learned over the past couple of days to hide his new appendage. He borrowed some of his brothers pants and managed to tuck it back so no one would see it. Luckily his mum had let him shower on his own the past couple of weeks and he had remembered to lock the bathroom door whenever he went to the toilet. It had presented some difficulties though. Once when he sat on the toilet it had hung down and the end had gotten wet. That was gross. And he realised he had to wash it more, it smelt if he didn't. Especially under the foreskin that nearly covered the big head of his cock. (A new word he'd heard David use recently).
"Michael!" His dad had arrived for their week together. David wasn't going this week as he was going away with a Mum's family for rock climbing and canoeing.
He checked the back of his toy chest one last time to make sure the ring was still there, it was and jumped off his bed and grunted as his cock pulled his groin a little. Grabbed his backpack and shouted back "Coming! Bye Mom!" With that he ran down the stairs and jumped into his Dad's arms.
"Hey buddy, ready to go?" His dad ruffled his hair and walked him to the car.
"Yea, this week is going to be awesome, just me and you and Paul!" He hugged his dad, feeling the rough stubble on his cheek.
"Just us this week, Paul has to work I'm afraid." This was met with a slight groan followed by another cheer.
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The drive was quiet as he sat watching the world fly by. He broke the silence with a question that was playing on his mind.
"Dad?"
"Yes son?"
"Erm... can I ask you a question... it's kinda rude..." He flashed a cheeky smile and his Dad laughed.
"OK son" his Dad asked curiously "You can ask anything, it's the only way you learn."
"OK... well erm... I saw David having a... a jerk... the other day in this room."
"A jerk? Where did you hear that word?" His Dad looked halfway cross but also seeming to find it a little funny.
"One of my friends older brothers told us about it. Well I saw his thing and...." His Dad waved a hand and smiled.
"Oh don't worry Mikey, yours will grow when you're older, it's normal for him to be bigger, he's going through something called puberty and..." His Dad began lecture mode, when he would impart important wisdom to Michael whether he wanted to be imparted to or not.
"Oh Daddy, no! It's not that, anyway mine is way bigger than his! I was wondering why he was doing it!" His Dad looked very confused now.
"Way... bigger?" He prodded gently.
"Yea Dad, it's really big now. And hairy." He laughed and looked out the window, his interest seemingly lost again. His Dad on the other hand just drove on feeling very confused.
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They arrived at his Dad's house and Michael jumped out the car and ran to the door dancing. "Gotta pee Dad, come on!" His Dad, still remembering the conversation they had had in the car was grabbing the backpack and walking up the path.
"OK son, let me unlock it. You know where it is." He unlocked it and Michael shot passed him and rushed into the downstairs toilet. His Dad stopped in the hall and waited silently. Then he heard his son begin to pee. It sounded very heavy and almost torrential. He blinked a few times and tried to take it in.
Without thinking he walked to the door and pressed against it lightly, it opened a crack and he could see his son's face looking down. He followed the gaze and saw him holding a monstrous penis in both hands, pee streaming from the end into the bowl. He shook it a couple of times and then rested it on the seat and he grabbed a bit of tissue. He dabbed the end and then began to tuck it back under himself...
"No... don't..." His Dad whispered to himself. He didn't realise that his mouth had been watering.
Michael stopped and looked over to the door and blushed. "Dad! You shouldn't be looking you told me that before!"
"Erm.... well... sorry son it's just what you said in the... the car I had to see... for... myself" He swallowed dryly.
His young son then pulled up his trousers and marched passed him into the living room and sat down. He followed, almost ghost like and sat next to him.
"Wanna see it again?" Michael asked laughing. His Dad nodded.
Michael pulled down his trousers and stepped out of them. The bulge was obscene. It looked too tightly packed and misshapen like that and looked like it hurt. He then dropped his underwear and his cock hung out before him, swinging slightly. "There." He shook it a little to make it swing more and giggled again. "Big huh?"
"What? Er.. yes son... yes very big..." His Dad was mesmerised by it. He wanted to touch it but didn't dare.
"I don't get the fuss of it though. I shook it like David was and nothing happened. It just got a bit bigger but I didn't feel anything. Is it bigger than yours Dad?" He picked up the head and began to examine it a little.
His Dad gulped, and pushed his erection down in his trousers. "Yes son, it is. Much." Michael laughed.
"Really?! Let me see!" He jumped up on the sofa next to his Dad and his Dad's eyes never left the monster between his son's legs.
"Well.."
"Oh don't be shy Dad, you've seen mine and it's only fair." He reached for his Dad's trousers and his dad grabbed his hands to stop him.
"Mikey we shouldn't be... I mean..." His Dad looked about the room guiltily.
"Dad it's fine. We have been in the bath together I've seen your pee pee, well cock. It's just to compare." ANd he pushed forward his hands and grabbed his Dad's trousers, his hand holding onto something long and hard.
His Dad closed his eyes and grimaced, Yes this was happening and there was no undoing it. He took Michael's hand away and began to unbutton his trousers. In a second he pulled out his cock and it stood erect for both him and his son to see. It was about 5 inches in length and of average thickness. It was smaller than his son's and he wasn't erect. He blushed with shame.
"Wow, it is smaller and it's really hard. Is it meant to be like that?" He put a small hand around it and squeezed. A drop formed on the end and dripped to the floor. "Ewww Dad you're peeing."
His Dad shook himself a little. "No son, grown ups produce... well it's something..."
"I have a grown up pee... cock too Dad. Mine doesn't do that." His son crossed his arms and looked annoyed. Like he was being treated like a little kid.
"I see that son but it has to be... hard to do it." He looked again at the mammoth cock in his son's lap. The course hair above it making it look very adult.
"Can you make mine hard? I can't seem to do it." Michael actually held his cock out to him looking at him pleadingly.
"No... I couldn't do... It'd be..." Before he had finished he was reaching for the cock being offered. He grasped it and marvelled at the weight of it. He slowly began to massage the foreskin back and forth for his son, staring at it in wonder.
"Oh... OK I feel something now..." His son sat back his arms by his side and watched his Dad begin to 'jerk' him off. It felt nice and tingly.
Slowly it began to inflate in his father's hands, it became longer, straighter and thicker. The veins became more apparent and the foreskin felt tighter as he moved it up and down, up and down. Eventually it was a full mast. It must have been 10 or 11 inches in length, it was up past his son's chest and level with his face. Michael had closed his eyes and looked very calm and content. His breathing shallow and quick.
A drop... well a very big drop of precum now formed on the end of Michael's cock and sat there glistening. His Dad leant forward, stopped and then continued and licked it off. Michael opened his eyes and whispered "Oooof".