Date: Thu, 5 May 2016 13:29:11 +0000 (UTC) From: - - Subject: Caught Dad Jerking Always happy to hear from readers, and check out all my stories under Prolific Authors. Look for mike.99999 It was early on a Saturday morning. I woke up in my pajamas. It was really sunny. I usually didn't wake up that early. I walked around the house, but it was like I was all alone. I walked back upstairs and yelled for my dad. "Dad!? Are you in here?" I opened his bedroom door. As I opened the door, I heard him start to yell, flustered, "Son, don't come in. Go to your room. Stop!" The door was already flung open, and I had already seen him on his bed, naked, with his laptop on the bed with him. I stood there. "Son, please go to your room." "What are you doing? What's that in your hand?" "What do you think? It's my dick." "What!?! Why's it so big?" "Well, when you grow up, yours will be big too." "That big? When?" So that's how I finally got THE talk: puberty, changes, what everything's for and how everything works. I already kind of knew a lot of what he told me, but I was kind of a late bloomer. I noticed and asked, "You got a lot of hair dad." "When you become a man, you will have lots of hair." "Is it just like regular hair? Do you have to get it cut?" "Well, I call it pubes. That means pubic hair. That's your private areas. It's a little different texture. Sometimes I trim it so it's not so bushy." "You have to go to the barber?" "No I just do it myself son." "If you don't cut it, will it get real long? It'll just keep growing?""Not as long as your hair on your head, like leg hair." "oh, okay ...what about the hair on your chest?""It's softer, but very similar." "It's soft?" "yeah." "Will I get hair on my chest?" "You should, son. You will have lots of changes over the next few years." He was still naked, with his laptop covering his dick. I was just looking at him and then kind of looking away. He took a breath and looked at me with the look he had when he could tell I had a lot on my mind and stuff to say. He moved over and patted the bed, telling me to have a seat. I did. "How will I know if everything's okay?""You can ask me if you want. I'll be honest and tell you. You can tell me anything and ask me anything, always." "What does it feel like?" "What my hair on my chest? You can feel it if you want to." I reached up slowly and felt the furry, curly layer of hair floating in front. "It feels soft." "Yup...see told you." "But that's softer than down there?" "Why don't you compare?" "I can feel it?" "Sure, I don't care." I reached out and down and slowly let his fuzz meet my fingertips. "This feels.... like different." "exactly" "What makes your dick like that?" "Well it's hard to explain son...sometimes i just get that way...sometimes I rub it and it feels good and makes it hard." "It's hard? Like a stick?""Yes son. It's rock hard." "um... does it feel like.... uh..." "Son, I'm gonna lay down here on the bed, and you can look at whatever you want and touch whatever you want and ask whatever you want to ask. I understand you're curious. It's just us. I don't care." "For real?!" "Sure, I understand." "...and you're gonna stay naked?" "If you want me to." I examined his body, his skin and his hair. He had a little train-tracks row of indentations around his stomach. I'd seen that before from wearing a bathing suit. He put his arms behind his head, cradling his neck, and I checked out his armpits, smelling the mix of sweat and deodorant without having to lean in. The cuff of my sleeve fell down my hand as I felt his muscles. I asked, "Is it weird for you to be naked but for me to have my clothes on?" He looked up at me silently, thinking. "Whatever you're comfortable with, son. If you want to take yours off, that's fine." I was just asking, but his answer made me think about it for a second while he leaned back with his eyes closed. "I'm gonna take my shirt off.""ok" "Check if I have any hair started yet." "ok, let's have a look" He propped himself up and put his face close to my chest. I noticed that his hard dick flopped over when he moved." "See anything?" "nothing yet" "but what about my armpits?" "ah, look, there's some under there" I knew there was. I just wanted to show it off. He said it won't be long until I was just as hairy as he was. I said I had hairy legs, and I pulled up my pants to show the still-gold fuzz around my shins. He said, "yup, look at that." I thought about it, and said, "I'm going to take off my pajamas.""ok...." I stood up. I hooked my thumbs in the waistband. I wasn't wearing any underwear beneath my pajamas. I remember not being sure if he knew that. "You're sure it's ok?" "Sure son...look at me...I'm laying here naked!" I laughed and slipped them down, feeling the full front of my skin exposed. I stood there. Then I climbed up on the bed and knelt in front of him, showing and imitating him. I said, "Okay, that's everything. Look and see." "Look son, you got some hair." He pointed, almost touching. The hair had gotten longer and darker, gradually. He said, "You're growing up, son." "I'm just like you?" "yessir" Feeling my thin, soft hair, I said, "It doesn't feel like yours, though." "It will as you get older and get more." "It feels soft. Feel it." He reached out and felt it, gingerly. "yup it's soft son" "That feels funny." "Tickles, doesn't it?" "I like it. "all guys do" "You like it?" "of course son... always feels good to touch it" "This feels good? If I touch you here?" "yes son that does feel good" "That's what makes it get bigger?" "yup" "Touch mine more. I want to see mine get bigger!" He reached over and felt my body. He asked me if it felt good, and I said yeah. He watched as he rubbed, and said, "Look son, yours is getting hard." We shared some astonishment as it got longer and thicker and started to stand out. I said, "It's never that big" and he laughed. He replied, "and it will continue to grow as you get older" "So if you're really old then it's really really big?" "oh no... it stops around 22" "oh, okay, I guess you don't want it to get toooo big""well most guys always wish they were bigger" "Is mine big enough?" "yes son, you're perfect size for your age." "cool" "you may even be bigger than most boys your age" "That's cool... hmm, now I want to check. Can I invite somebody over?""Sure if you want, but you don't want to make someone do anything they are not comfortable with." "What if his dad comes too?" "Well, we'll have to see." "If I touch it, could it break off or anything? I don't want to hurt it.""No, it won't break. I'm sure of it." "I'm going to hold it in my hand like you were.""ok" "That feels really good." "You like that?" "Do you do this all the time?" "yes son... sometimes 2 to 3 times a day" "Wow, you just get naked and hold it?" "Well, if you rub it like you saw me...eventually something better happens" "rub it?" "or stroke it up and down" "like this?" I wasn't quite getting it. "Let me put your hand on yours and show you how." He guided me with his hand holding mine. "like this?" "That's perfect, son" I asked him to do it so I could see. I imitated him. "What's this called?" "jerking off...masturbating...stroking...wanking...lots of names son" "Oh.... like if somebody says you're a jerkoff, it means this?""I guess ...haha" We both stroked and talked about how it felt good and how it was cool that we were doing it. We both moaned and pumped. "dad, it feels kind of weird now ...should I stop?""mmm... no, don't stop ...keep going" "Is it like this for you? It feels really good.""yes son... feels amazing" "What's gonna happen?" "you will see, mmmmmm" "Will you do it first?" "ok son... you ready? here it comes" "wow!" "mmmmm.... that's cum, son" "I'm gonna do that? It feels like I'm almost... ohhhhhh" We both fell back onto the bed, spent. I asked him what you do with it. "i'll swallow it ...love my cum""Really?" "I always eat it" "What's it taste like, dad?" "tastes amazing... love it""Should I taste mine?" "yes" "It tastes okay." "you will learn to love it" "Does everybody's taste the same?" "no" "Did you ever taste anybody else's?" "my buddy when I was younger, about your age" "Do you want to taste mine?" "sure if you don't care" "Yeah, try some." "mmmm... tastes good" "Does it taste like yours?" "it does..haha" "Can I ...can I try?" "please do ... There's some here on my nipple, just lick it off" I lapped it up and tasted. He laughed. "that feels good" "I guess you can't lick your own nipple." "I wish" I asked if we should lick it all up, and he said "of course." He said he always licks up every drop. I asked if guys always do that when they jerk off, and he said not all but they should. We got under the covers, still naked and sticky, and took a nap.