The first time my my father naked.
It’s been a month since that rapprochement with my father, everything has gone well up to a certain point, he didn’t want to talk about it or repeat it and I was afraid to bring it up, I just let the most normal days go by, the for my brother to visit us and we had to keep our composure so that he wouldn’t suspect.
Little by little my father became more demure with me, we talked less and I assumed it was because of the discomfort he felt about what had happened, but he did not stop being loving with me, only now he keeps a certain distance between the two.
I loved lying on my bed, I would take one of his socks that he left me and sniff it, I would suck so deep that it made a lot of noise, but I no longer cared if my dad discovered me because he was the one who gave me this pleasure, he would caress my chest with the sock in my hand and I slowly lowered it down my flat and hairless abdomen, I remember it well because I was fourteen at the time and now at twenty-seven I am still flat, but I am no longer hairless, that afternoon I enjoyed caressing my whole body like never before with my dad’s socks, I didn’t care that suddenly his scent impregnated my skin, it was better for me because that’s how he smelled. After my daily masturbation session I wanted to take a bath, I was sticky from semen and sweat, plus I had to give dad his socks back before he came back; that although, to a certain extent, he already had his permission to do this, it made me very morbid to “hide” to do this.
I left my room completely naked just to the kitchen to have a glass of water, when I returned I noticed that on the floor of the living room there was dad’s briefcase and his bag on the armchair, although the house is not very big I did not notice that he had arrived, his room was empty and it was obvious that he was not in my room, I was going to go out to the small patio that we have when I heard the water running from the shower, I stopped outside the bathroom and noticed that it was ajar, from the small opening that is made between the door and the wall I could see my father inside the shower even with his suit and shoes, he was taking a bath and I would assume that it was cold water because there was no steam, my mind flew to think that maybe He arrived and as he heard that I was masturbating he decided to spy on me and when he got hot he decided to take a cold shower to lower his temperature, my smile was drawn and when I was going to leave something incredible happened.
My father, who had not noticed my presence, began to take off his clothes, he started with his tie, his shoes, his belt and then his shirt, he took off his pants along with his boxers and God, that view, my dad was always very hairy and seeing that pair of round buttocks with hair was my adoration, when he bent down to take off his boxers I could see his slit with total clarity and a closed hole that called me to suck him, after being left alone with his socks he gave a big sigh and I bend over again to take off his socks, there I could see his tail again, it was beautiful and I promised myself that one day it would be mine, I concentrated so much on his anus the first time that this second bending made me look carefully at that pair of balls that they hung from between her legs, they were splendid, large, and from the water she could swear they shone.
His testicles hung covering a large part of what was his penis, a flaccid penis that could measure around eight or nine centimeters, but because of the position it looked bigger, he got up again and started his shower, I was watching my father take a shower , my penis resumed its size and without delay I began to touch it, I gently caressed it to release involuntary sighs while my father passed his big hands through his hair filling it with foam, at a certain moment he stood in profile and if this were a Japanese anime my nose would bleed so hard, the image in front of me was beautiful, his slim and worked body, his dark skin packed together, his hair covering a large part of his body, his penis swayed with every movement of his body, he lowered his hands to caress the chest, then the abdomen and finally the penis.
I continued with my masturbation, I was completely naked outside the bathroom spying on my father bathing while I masturbated for the second time, I passed my hand to my anus and imagined that I had my father behind me, pressing me with a finger stimulated my entrance while not I took my eyes off the show that my father was giving me without knowing it.
My father was completely lost in thought stroking his soapy body to remove the dirt until from one moment to the next his penis began to move, it rose little by little until it took on a size that he did not think could be real, three inches at most. in its resting state it became nearly twenty, my eyes widened when I saw the size of that cock, I looked at mine, which barely reached six inches, but far from being depressed I got excited because now I wanted to be his, I let out a sigh that forced me to cover my mouth and I didn’t move for fear that he would realize I was there, but instead he didn’t flinch and continued caressing his testicles that hung so majestically, he took his phallus and began to slowly raise and lower his hand, enjoying the pleasure it gave him , with the other he squeezed his nipples and with his head thrown back he told me that he was enjoying masturbation so much, I imitated him and it felt great, until that moment I only thought that masturbating was pulling until you came, but my dad without realizing it was giving me a lesson in sexuality.
He continued his task speeding up and slowing down, biting his lower lip so hard it seemed like it was going to tear off, continuing to stimulate his nipples until he groaned, he was reaching orgasm I suppose, that groan he didn’t even try to suppress, he just let it out, then a groan and God that groan I will keep forever in my memory, he was a real man, manly and not so muscular, but he could subdue whoever he wanted, his hand accelerated the pace, his panting increased and after letting out one last scream he unloaded all his milk on the shower wall, eight jets of thick and white semen hit the wall, his cock kept slipping after that I accelerated the pace of my masturbation until I saw something great and it is that my father sucked his fingers smeared with semen, that made my head explode and I dumped all my milk on the floor of the hall, after that I stood up quickly because I realized that maybe my father would come out soon or the bathroom, I locked myself in my room, put on shorts and pretended to be asleep.
A couple of minutes later my father came into my room with wet hair and a towel wrapped around his waist.
“Are you awake yet?” he asked me him.
I couldn’t believe it, I thought he was asleep. Anyway, I played along so he wouldn’t get suspicious, though I think he already knows.
“Yeah, I just woke up” I faked a yawn.
I saw my dad come in and take some socks that I had forgotten to give him back, he rolled them up and looked at me seriously, I still felt weird that he knew and accepted me masturbating with his clothes, I guess he thinks it’s a stage of adolescence or I That.
“I told you that when you vacate them, you return them to me”
“Yes pa, sorry”
“Can you order something to eat? I do not want to cook”
I nodded and then he left my bedroom with his socks in his hand, I stood up and went out too, I turned my head to the back of the house where my father’s room was and as I mentioned, my house is very small because only going out in the fourth you come across a small corridor and the doors of the bathroom and my dad’s room a little more than a meter away, I saw how my dad did not close the door of his room to change his clothes and walked around his room naked fourth, he looked at me and did nothing to cover himself or run to close the door.
“Not pizza, you know I don’t like it” was the only thing he said before putting on his boxers.
I was completely blown away and nodded.
NOTE: Hello everyone, I am addressing all my readers to clarify certain things. I publish this story on another page of stories and I have been questioned a lot about the veracity of this story. I want to tell you that although certain things seem very fanciful, they are 100% real and I tell them as I remember them, I am currently a 27-year-old man, soon to be 28, who maintains a poly-incestuous relationship with my 45-year-old father, my older brother. 30 years old and a 14 year old son. Although my brother is thinking of marrying a woman, he can do as he pleases. Little by little I will be telling you how things developed between us and how, if I consider myself completely homosexual, I managed to have a son.