"Take off your clothes."

He begins to tear his clothes off as if they're on fire, chucking them next to his workbench. While the expression on his face is one of embarrassment, he watches his own hands work his belt in confusion, fiddling with it before hopping on one leg to get his pants off expediently.

Before you both can process what is happening, he is standing near-naked in front of you, saved the humiliation by a pair of boxer shorts, (though it's not like you haven't seen his stuff before in changing-rooms). Your father gasps for air, trying to catch his breath after his quick show; while he may not be in his prime, his body doesn't show it with his untoned muscle hidden beneath his unkempt body hair.

You want in the middle of this short-lasting strip tease, lightly shoving him against the door of his souped-up pickup truck. Putting the palm of your hand to his stomach, you trace down until you meet the band of his underwear, slipping your hand underneath. Your father flinches as you paw at the base of his cock. It however, tells a different tale, pulsing between your fingers as you feel it harden.

"God, fuuuck," your father groans, "What are you doin'..." He raises his head to the ceiling and shudders with pleasure, silently mouthing other inane words.

"All the way off," you respond, easing your hand off his cock, which you can feel has begun to leak pre, soaking through the front of his undergarment.

You slide your hand that's beneath his underwear along the side of his waist and slip your thumb out, grabbing his waistband before pulling it down. Your father pulls at the other end, easing the garment down until it falls to his ankles. You marvel at the sight of his twitching hard-on as you let the moment take over for you, letting your free hand slip beneath your own pants, working your own package.

You and your dad stand face-to-face, him fully naked, shamelessly letting his sack hang about, while you both calculate who's going to make the next move. You can feel his breath on you, which has gotten slower since you first started. His eyes dart around your body, and all you can picture in your mind is what he might do to fulfill the lust you see in his eye.