Date: Fri, 24 Feb 2017 08:20:57 +0000 (UTC)
From: johnny.tremain@yahoo.com
Subject: Hey Dad, can I join you?

I'm Colin. I'm a 29-year-old California boy--blond hair, blue eyes, pretty
hairy, average body--who moved to Chicago after college. But my attraction
to my dad started long before that.

Josh, my dad, is 65. He's a college professor, and he works out a couple of
times a week--keeps in shape pretty well. He used to have blond hair like
me, and though it's grey and thinner now, his eyes can still sell anything.

I remember stealing his white briefs when I was 12. I'd try to get a dirty
pair when I could, and I'd smell them and jack my little cock raw. I'd wrap
them around my dick and fuck them. I'd get them wet and put them in the
microwave so they'd be hot and I'd put them on and get so horny. I'd shower
with them on and jerk myself through them, cumming inside them.

I ransacked Dad's room whenever he wasn't home, and though I never found
porn or a cum rag or anything exciting like that, one day when I was 13 I
hit paydirt: I looked inside an Advil box and found his condoms.

There were only a few there, so I rationed myself. I'd take one when I knew
I'd have a long time, and I'd put it on and go to town on my dick. They
were lubricated and it was my first experience with lube, so that on top of
knowing that my dad put these on his cock to fuck turned me on to no
limit. Whenever Mom wasn't home, I'd get adventerous and be a little louder
than usual, wondering if he could hear my skin and my soft moans from his
adjoining bedroom. I used up the condoms eventually and never found more,
but I kept stealing his underwear until I went to college. They never got
old.

When I was 15, I was reading Nifty online in a private window on the family
computer one night after my parents were asleep, and I went to make sure I
hadn't left anything in the history accidentally. What I found was amazing:
Dad's porn habits. It was mostly photos of solo women, but there were some
couple pics (this was the early 2000s so videos weren't fast enough to
stream yet) and one series of photos of an MMF threesome. I came three
times that night, and when I went to throw away the tissues that I came
into, I found my dad's moist tissues in the trash. I sniffed, tasted, and
used his cum as lube on my own cock, shooting two more times from my hot
discovery. Needless to say, throughout high school I destroyed forests of
tissue looking at the porn that had made my dad shoot earlier that day,
using his cum from old tissues as lube while wearing his white briefs.

When I'd come home for visits from college, I grew a little bolder. We were
traditionally a modest household, but whenever Dad and I were home
together, I'd walk around in my boxer briefs and start up conversations. He
didn't seem to blink at this. I even pumped myself up to halfmast a few
times to see if he'd notice. If he did, he'd never let on, but I got a
top-notch thrill out of it. I continued my old habits of looking at his
porn history and jacking to his underwaer and cum tissues, but nothing
actually happened between us. Not yet.

Last year, we took a trip together to Boston. We were there for the
weekend, and we shared a hotel room with two beds. Before we went to bed on
the first night, I made sure we both had a few drinks to get us relaxed and
friendly. Both my dad and I slept in our underwear--he still in his white
briefs and me in my black boxer briefs. I got under my covers and he went
to the bathroom to bruch his teeth. While he was in there, I pumped my cock
up to a full woodie and covered it only with my sheet when he came out of
the bathroom, making an obvious tent.

When he came out of the bathroom, he quickly glanced down at my tent and
then made a B-line for his bed. "Goodnight, good boy. I had a good day
today."

I waited a couple of minutes--long enough for him to believe that I thought
he'd fallen asleep, but I hoped not long enough for him to actually have
drifted off, and then I threw my sheet off of my body, exposing my horned
up 6" cock. I slowly stroked it, rolling slightly towards him and giving
him a show. It was too dark to tell if he could see, but he'd been
breathing heavily before I started and I couldn't hear his breath at all
now. Emboldened, I picked up the pace and started breathing louder. I was
shaking from excitement, hoping he was watching my every move. With still
no reaction from his bed, I really picked up the pace, thrusting my hips
and making the bed squaek a little. I tweaked my nipples, beat my meat at
light speed, then suddenly stopped my hand and enjoyed my cum splashing
onto my body. I was so worked up that the first two shots flew over my head
and onto the sheets. The next one hit my chin, and then 5 or 6 covered my
chest and stomach. I never looked over at my dad--just took a few deep
breaths, covered my naked, cum-soaked body with my thin sheet, and drifted
right to sleep.

The next morning, I woke up naked and crusty with last night's fun. Dad was
in the shower, but my bravery diminished in the sober light of day and I
quickly threw back on my underwear. Nothing was said about the night
before, and we went on our day as usual. The next and final night, I put on
the same show to the same silent audience. I came more during those two
orgasms than I had in years. But nothing more than that happened between
us, until last night.

I'm in my hometown for a few weeks on work, and Mom was out of town last
night. I've been clocking Dad's porn history since I've been back and it
seems to be more than before. Still no gay stuff, but enough cock to keep
me cumming upon my repeat viewings when I'm home alone. He went out of town
on a flight early this morning, so last night he retired early. When he
went to bed, I immediately checked his laptop history and found some great
material. But then, the gamechanger showed up.

As I was browsing through his Chrome history, a little icon appeared at the
botoom of the screen. When I hovered over it, it said "Chrome linked to
iPhone." I curiously clicked on it, and to my delight, it was a PornHub
blowjob video that he was watching right now upstairs in his bedroom. I was
harder than I'd ever been the moment the video started playing. I was in
the living room, and I whipped out my cock and started stroking. Halfwa
through the video, the icon popped up again. I clicked and discovered that
hee'd moved on to "Blonde German Hottie loves to get it anal". I was
jacking to the same porn my dad was stroking to in real time. I was so
happy and also wondering if now was the time to make a move for something
more. As I was stroking and wondering, the icon popped up again and when I
clicked, the video was "Medical Rectal Exam". As the video started playing,
it showed the full title: "Medical Rectal Exam by Shemale." Fuck.

I started the video and skipped over the intro to see a man in OBGYN
stirrups getting a handjob and anal massage from a woman with a
strap-on. This was by far the gayest stuff I'd ever found my dad
watching. As the video went on, she continued to work his hole and jack his
member, and then she slipped her huge strapon into him. NOW WAS THE TIME.

Before I could lose my nerve, I tiptoed up to his bedroom door wothout
making a sound. I put my ear to it and could hear the video that I'd just
been watching downstairs coming from his iPhone in his bed. I took off all
my clothes, pumped myself up to full mast, swung the door open and took a
couple steps in.

"Colin!" The room was dark, but I could make out his frantic body fumbling
with his bedsheet to cover himself up.

"Hey Dad. I was doing the same thing downstairs that you're doing up
here. Can I join you?"

My dad stopped fumbling with the sheet and looked up at me, taking in my
naked body. My eyes had adjusted to the dark room so that I could see his
eyes focused on the cock pointing straight at him. A long moment passed as
the world rearranged itself in his mind. Finally, and tentatively:
"OK. Come up here."

He patted the bed next to him and I hurredly jumped up. He had managed to
cover himself. "What do you like to watch?" he slowly asked.

"You pick. I'm happy with whatever, Dad."

He quickly closed the guy getting an anal pounding, not knowing that I knew
about it from downstairs, and found a generic couple scene. As it started,
he was still covered and obviously nervous. I led by example and leaned
back, taking my cock in hand and giving it a slow pull. I watched him watch
me out of the corner of my eye, and I gave nother tug just for him. His
eyes shifted to the screen and he scooted the sheet down, revealing his
5.5" cock. It was gorgeous, and almost identical to mine. I watched him
slowly storke his cock, getting past the nerves and getting into a rhythm.

I followed his rhythm, matching hims torke for stroke. It was so fucking
hot. I was scared that he'd call the whole thing off if I looked at him as
much as I wanted to, so I kept my eyes on the screen and just watched him
in my periphery. After he stole longer and longer glances at my meat, I
started watching him full on. "It's cool how much they look alike, huh?" I
said.

"...Yeah. It's pretty hot," he replied. He blushed as soon as the words
came out of his mouth, but I grunted and stroked faster, now completely
watching him. He relaxed a bit at that, and kept stroking, looking back and
forth from the phone to my cock. We synced up again, and pretty soon I was
about to shoot.

"I'm close," I said between breaths.

"Me too," he replied, and then we looked each other in the eyes and went to
town on our dicks. In a few seconds, I was shooting like I'd never shot
before. The first shot hit my dad's headboard, the next landed on his
sheets. Then one shot around my mouth and the rest on my torso. We never
broke our eye ontact. As I was finishing, he let out a grunt and shot like
crazy. His eyes looked so sexy in that moment--I'll never forget it. He
shot one glob into his hair, another around his nose, and the rest onto his
hairy chest.

We laid there forever, catching our breaths and never breaking eye contact
as the sound from the video played in the background. Eventually, the cum
around his nose started to drip down his face, and he brushed it to his
mouth with his finger and took it into his mouth. I smiled wildly and
licked up my own cum around my mouth.

"Thanks for letting me join," I said. "That was a lot of fun for me."

"Me too, good boy," Dad said. Not wanting to push anything, I got up and,
with the cum dripping down my body, said goodnight.

"Goodnight Colin. Thanks for a good sendoff." He smiled and I smiled
back. I went to my bedroom, jacked off to the memory, and fell right
asleep.