Date: Thu, 16 Sep 2010 20:01:06 -0400 From: D DeLion Subject: Daddy Dick - Part 1 The following is a work of gay erotic fiction involving graphically described sex among teenage males, sex with older males, and incest. If these topics offend you, or if it is illegal for you to read or possess such materials where you are, read no further. This story is pure fantasy. The author does not condone either sex with minors, sex with immediate family, or unprotected sex. Do not reproduce this without permission. Comments are welcome - dlion@live.ca Daddy Dick By Dan deLion Chapter One: The Shower When I was a teenager, I got up very early one Saturday morning to go to the bathroom. The door was open a crack and I could hear the water running. My Mom was still in bed and my sister was sleeping over at a friend's so I knew it was my Dad. I looked through the crack and saw him in the shower, his back to me. I was about to pull the door shut when I saw his hairy ass clench a few times and I realized he was masturbating in the shower, and very into it. It was like a wave crashed into me - it was such a huge turn on to see. He was a contractor and very muscular, also very hairy. I always knew he was handsome and knew women liked him (and my parents had sex a lot) but this seemed forbidden and sexy in a way I hadn't thought about him before. He turned profile and I saw him actually jerking his cock, his legs bowed slightly and his eyes closed. He was playing with a nipple with one hand (also a revelation as I didn't know guys did that) and furiously jerking with his other. He had a fat cock, plump and about 7" long. It curved up put of his body. At that age, it was still way bigger than mine. I reached down into my bathrobe and started to play with my own dick absentmindedly. Suddenly he turned towards me and looked down at his cock and he shot is load onto the glass shower stall door. I don't think he saw me watching but it was so dangerous that I stepped back and quickly went back into my room. I jumped into bed and despite my raging boner, I pretended to be asleep in case he had seen me and came in. I heard the water go off after a few minutes and heard him whistling as he toweled off and dressed. Then I heard him go downstairs and outside. I checked from my sister's window and saw he was washing the car. He looked different to me – a sexual object or possibility as well as my dad. It was a very potent combination. I went back to the bathroom and locked the door, climbing into the shower and masturbating. I found myself rubbing my cock against the place on the glass where he had shot (he had washed it off). And to my surprise I found myself rubbing his briefs from the laundry hamper (still warm) and his warm damp towel over my cock and face as well. I shot off into his briefs with an intense orgasm and hid them in a wadded ball at the bottom of the hamper. He never mentioned me seeing/watching him but in my mind he was a bit more physically affectionate to me after that (probably just my imagination). He only thing he ever said to me was a few days later when we were watching TV and there was some bad comedy movie where a kid got walked in on by a parent when he was jerking off. With a lopsided grin, Dad turned to me and asked me if I had shot into a pair of his briefs when I was jerking off. I was stunned (we'd never discussed masturbation) and sheepishly said I used some briefs from the hamper to clean up once. He laughed and said he got in trouble for shooting into his briefs when Mom did the laundry because she thought it was disgusting. He told me he didn't say anything to her but knew it must be me since he only shot into the sink, or in the shower. He suggested I do the same, or use toilet paper and flush it so he didn't catch grief. He laughed at that and we went back to the movie. I have no idea how it ended, I was too busy picturing him standing naked in the bathroom, stroking over the sink and looking at himself in the mirror. Instant hard on for me! It was also a turn on to hear him encourage me and advise me on jerking off. That episode led to a lot of fantasies while I was jerking off as a teen. Mainly the same scene only he knew I was watching and put on a show, or invited me into the bathroom and closed the door, offering to show me how he did it. Sometimes side my side in the bathroom mirror at the sink or in the shower where he let me grab his dick to see what my grip was like. I didn't see him naked again... until he paid a visit to my dorm room. To Be Continued...