Thanksgiving

I'm 28 and I went home for Thanksgiving for the fist time in almost 10 years. My family and I are close, but T-Day was usually just another day for us. This year, after my Dad had some scary medical issues, and I had vacation time coming, I thought I'd spend Thanksgiving with my parents...and yes, I know its there's a pandemic, which is why I stayed home for a full two weeks.
Mom was thrilled to cook a lot of food and just to have someone "new" around the house. Dad had been driving her crazy. He had had a minor heart issue last December. Nothing severe, but enough to put a scare in him. He started eating right and working out regularly. Good for him! But, what I found out over my visit was that both of my parents had changed into two polar opposite people.
My mother has been slowly morphing into an extremely religious person for the last few years. That wasn't a surprise. She would constantly send me inspirational quotes on Facebook or little Hallmark cards telling me how great Jesus is and that she's praying for me. Its nice and all, just not my thing.
My Dad, however, has gone the other direction and morphed into a total perv. He's always been a good-looking guy, and was never prudish or anything. Being an only child, and also being male, there were plenty of days with just us "boys" hanging out in our boxers and what-not. He always had a stash of Penthouse and Hustler mags in the garage. Like I said, he was a man; a manly man, I guess you could say. But his new awakened sexuality was a lot different, and unexpected (at first).
The first few days of my visit were normal. Dinners, watching some movies, talking about life in general *which included a lot of political and COVID talk), and getting grilled on why I left my girlfriend of 8 years... (she left me, if you really need to know.)
On the fourth night there, my Dad asked if I would check out his computer. I'm not the most tech-savvy guy, but I know more than him. He's only 57, but computers were just never his thing. Anyway, we have a den downstairs where his elaborate computer set-up is, so I went down to see if I could find out what was wrong. I did the normal stuff for a crappy Windows computer, cleaned up unnecessary files and such. Dad got a phone call and went back upstairs. i continued to tinker, opened up Chrome, and what popped up? PornHub. At first I just chuckled, but after a second look, I noticed it wasn't just PH, but a premium account, with pictures and videos...OF MY DAD! Full-bore stroke fest. Not exactly how you want to see your old man, but I also have a PornHub account, so I can't bash the guy for that. Curiosity took over and I admit I checked out his pics and a few seconds of him jerking off. I also browsed through his favorites and and likes. It was rather crazy, but I admit that my nether-regions were coming to life. There I was, sitting in my parents' basement, on my Dad's computer with a hard cock. It was like high school days when I would sneak porn DVD to the only TV we had while they were gone.
I made a plan to check things out a bit more later when I was alone in my room. Maybe I'd even send him a friend request. My account was anonymous, so he'd never know.
I closed the browser before he come back downstairs. He plopped in the chair beside me and I said I couldn't really find anything wrong with the computer. It seemed alright to me (again, I'm no expert). That's when he leaned closer to said, "Don't tell your mother, but I like watching dirty movies on here." he chuckled a bit. I couldn't tell if it was nervous laughter or not. I just shrugged my shoulders and said that was cool. He then said that the problem he was running into was watching live-streamed stuff. The stream would freeze. Not wanting to go too far into it, I just suggested maybe he needed to buy a new computer. Something with a faster processing speed. He just leaned back and said "Huh. That's what his friend Mike told him, too." I suggested that maybe the on Black Friday, we'd go and see if we could find him something newer. I'd even chip in as part of his Christmas present.
Later that evening, back in my old room, I logged into PornHub and watched a few videos my Dad had liked. I have to admit the old man had similar tastes as me... and it felt great to jerk off in my old room. Just like old times.
The next day was the day before Thanksgiving. This is when things took another turn. My Dad had a few pieces of gym equipment out in the garage. He worked out there once in a while, but lately he's been going for walks. On this particular morning, he asked if I wanted to go. I said sure. I didn't pack any workout clothes, but it was a just a walk. I ran up to my room and strapped on my tennis shoes. When I came back down, Dad was waiting in the garage. He wore a Trump t-shirt (sorry) and a pair of white gym shorts. I blurted out "ready to go" when I walked through the door and froze in my tracks. My father was definitely not wearing anything under those shorts. I'm not a crotch watcher or anything like that, but this was glaringly obvious. My Dad isn't a "small" man in that department. He looked at me and I know I was making a funny face. I said, "Dad. You should probably put underwear on." At first I thought he was going to get mad, but then he simply said, "Nope." and gyrated his hips, dick swinging against the fabric. "I go commando now."
This baffled me. "But you do have neighbors, Dad." He opened the garage door and started stepping out, "been doing this for a while now. No one seems to mind." And he was already halfway down the driveway before I jogged to catch up.
We walked for about a mile in silence. Every once in a awhile, I give him a side glance. He's certainly not hiding anything. And it looks like he's even getting a bit of a chubby. I wasn't sure what to say, so I just kept quietly walking. Finally, he broke the silence. "You mother and I haven't slept together for over a year." I stopped dead in my tracks. "What?" He turned around and repeated himself. Again, his dick swung under his shorts. "not even a handjob." He added. Woah! My Dad just said handjob. I just shook my head and said I was sorry. He shrugged, "It is what it is." and turned back around. I trotted up beside him. "Have you guys talked to anyone?"
"Your mother made me go to her pastor a few times, but that's it. Nothing changed and we didn't even talk about the sex stuff. She's just not interested now." I was silent, trying to process this. I've had chats with friends, people my age about stuff like this, bit this was my Dad. Of course the first thing that popped in my head, "Are you guys splitting up?"
"No, no" he blurted, "Nothing like that. I just have to get my kicks in other ways. You know, being in the hospital really made me see that you only live once. Why not give it your all."
"Sure." I agreed with a shrug. "Do you have someone else?" I asked quietly. he stopped and looked at me, "No. I would never do that. I do enjoy other things though." and at that point, he glanced around, then grabbed his cock though his pants and wiggled it. "Things like this." He said, one hand on his dick, the other waived through the air.
I tilted my head and nodded, "Okay, then." I said. He started walking again. "I like being seen. really gets this bad heart of mine ticking. I usually walk for a while, get back home and take a shower and rub one out."
"Rub one out." I repeated with a laugh. This was my DAD?
"I also watch a lot of porn. Thank god for the internet." He added.
"That's cool." I said. Not really sure what to say. I mulled things over for a bit, then asked, "You ever rub one out on the computer? While someone was watching?"
He let out a laugh and said yes! "But that's where the damn thing freezes."
"We'll get you a new one." I replied. We didn't talk much for the rest of the walk back. Dad went to his room for a shower and I went to mine... and rubbed on out.
Thanksgiving came and went. The food was amazing. Friday we all went shopping. I ended up buying my Dad an iMac. Convincing him to give up Windows completely. After a dinner of leftovers, I set the new computer up for him. I helped him transfer a few files off his old one to a flashdrive. I showed him the Mac basics, and he grasped things rather quickly.
Once it was all set-up, the first site he opened was PornHub. While I was still in the room! "You know about this?" He asked. I said yes and listed a few other porn sites for him. He logged in to his account, not even caring that his cock was on full display in his profile picture. I didn't say anything, just sat back and watched him as he checked his messages. My own dick was starting to swell. I wasn't sure I was prepared for this much openness. I was about to excuse myself when he clicked on his friend requests and accepted the one I sent! He didn't know it was me, of course. In my head, I was already planning on sending him some cock pics, just for fun.
And I did!