I Saw My Dad Jizz

My Dad and I went camping a lot this last summer and it was a lot of fun, but one weekend stood out more than the rest of them. I woke up on Saturday and saw my Dad was gone, so I went out to the cooler and got an orange juice, and drank it, thinking maybe he was coming back from the bathrooms. I had to pee so I went up to where the bathrooms were and heard a shower going. I went pee, and was washing my hands and heard a gargle and spit that sounded like when my Dad does it. I don't know why, but I walked over to where the showers were, and my Dad was standing at the end, under the water, but stroking his dick really slow. He looked over and saw me, and laughed, saying I caught him. I said sorry, but he doesn't really care about that kind of stuff. He shut the water off and walked over by me, where his stuff was on the bench, his dick was just bouncing all over the place, hard as a rock. He wrapped up in a towel and walked back with me. We didn't talk about it at all, so I knew he didn't care. We ate breakfast and went fishing, and then we went swimming, and then back to the site and Dad started a fire. I got a stomach ache and went to the bathroom, and when I came back he wasn't there. I went looking for him, I don't know why again, but I saw him standing by the truck. When I got closer, I could see him stroking again, and I hid behind a tree, and peeked around. I wasn't sure if he would finish himself off. Sometimes I stroke myself for a couple days, without finishing, just cause it feels so good. He moaned a little bit, and I saw him shoot a nice load out, into the grass. He must have got some jizz in his pubes, cause he was picking at his bush for a couple minutes, flicking jizz off his fingers, and then zipped up, and walked toward the trail. I walked out more so he could see me, and he looked surprised. I said I wanted to charge my phone in the car, so he gave me the keys, and looked back toward the truck for a second, and then back at me kind of nervous, and just said to go up and take care of it. I went up, and got in, starting up the truck and plugging my phone in. I watched him walk into the woods more down the trail, and then I got out and walked around to see where he jizzed. It was a lot! The short grass had a few gobs in it, and the tall grass had a few strands hanging off of it, and dripping down the thicker stems. I thought about jizzing in the same spot, just to share in the moment but I didn't want someone to see me, even though I knew we were the only campers in the area. I let my phone charge for a few minutes and went back, and never said anything to my Dad. Maybe he knew what I saw, but either way, I know he isn't worried about it, cause all guys do it.