Date: Thu, 18 Jul 2002 19:38:02 -0500 From: Will Travis Subject: Sneaking A Look At Dad It was a lazy summer afternoon and I just finished filling out my course elective cards for my high school sophomore year when I heard my dad yell to me from the shower. "Boy! Get in here!" he bellowed. I walked in the bathroom with a slight tingling in my loins. I have to admit that I've been fantasizing about my dad ever since I first started growing hair on my dick. As soon as I walked in dad yelled from the stall, "Did you use of the last of the soap?" "Yeah" I responded. "I guess so." "Well get me another bar I'm soaked." Dad yelled as he stuck his arm out of the curtain and pointed to the bathroom pantry. I walked over and pulled out another bar from the shelf and unwrapped it. Slowly I walked over and opened the shower curtain with a shaky hand and peered inside. There was my dad buck naked and looking fucking awesome as ever. He was shampooing his hair so his eyes were shut and his ears were full of soap. I took advantage of this moment and just gawked. I knew my dad had a nice body and was hung. The football shorts that he always wore did not leave much to the imagination. I used to catch myself staring at the huge lump snaking down the shorts all the time. And I wasn't the only one. When we would be at school or at the grocery store I would always catch people staring down at his crotch. At 43 years old my dad was what you would call a man's man. He had played a lot of football in high school and college and now was the football coach at my high school. He kept in good shape and it was apparent. Dad stood 6' tall and was at least 220 pounds. His dark tanned skin was covered in dark brown hair that spread across his chest and trailed down his stomach continuing down to his groin. His arms and legs were also covered in this coarse dark hair with only random gray hair sprouting here and there. I would love the way the sweat would trickle down his chest hairs when we would play football together outside. Dad would get worked up and sweaty and begin to smell musky and manly. I loved being tackled by him as his wet fur would slap against my smooth back as he slammed me down to the ground. We would lay on the ground laughing as our sweaty bodies rubbed against one another and his muscular hairy arms wrapped tightly around me. "You got it yet?" he yelled. "Yeah," I croaked, "here you go." I handed him the soap and he continued to bath and lather his body. His eyes were still closed so I stayed at watched as his hands ran over his soapy chest and continued down to his crotch. He soaped up his balls and pulled back his foreskin and washed it clean. He continued to soap his dick and I noticed that it started to grow in length. I was snapped out my day dream by an "ahem." Dad's eyes were open and he was staring back at me. "Something else?" Dad asked. "No, sir" I managed to say and began to turn away. "The hell you say, boy!" dad shouted. "Your dick's poking up your soccer shorts like a tent!" I just stammered there for a moment but dad let out a deep laugh and grabbed me and pulled me into the shower. "I'm used to it," he said. "You should see those guys on the football team try and pretend not to watch me when I take a shower with them. I don't blame 'em, " he continued as he looked down at his body now fully erect cock with approval. Boys your age need to see an example of manhood. Now strip out of your clothes, pup, and soap my cock and do a good job." With trembling hands I took the soap and started to wash my dad's cock. He felt hard and unyielding in my hands. I ran my hands up and down the length of the 9" shaft and gently pulled back his foreskin. "And my ass!" dad commanded. "Yes, sir" I replied and started to soap his hairy ass. We continued this for some time as dad ordered me to soap various parts of his body and I complied. After we both rinsed off, dad led me to the master bedroom and set me on the bed. "Suck my cock, boy, and do a good job or else. Suck that man cock the way a man would. Don't be dainty!" I put dad's cock in my mouth and sucked on it greedily. It felt so warm and hard in my mouth and I thought I was on cloud nine. Dad pulled his cock out of my mouth and started to jack himself off. "Now jack your cock like your old man," he directed. "Go up and down the shaft and hold onto your nuts with your other hand." I did as he told me to and we watched each other while we jacked off. Eventually I felt my nuts tighten and my cock grew even stiffer. Then I shot load after load of cum all over my hand and stomach. "Nice work, boy. Show your dad how you cum like man." Dad then reached and wiped up a good portion of my cum then used it as lube for his own dick. He started pumping the shaft harder and harder. He leaned forward and stuck the head of his cock into my mouth. "Eat this, son" he grunted, "it will put hair on your chest just like daddy's. With that dad threw his head back and let a loud grown. He shot load after load of hot molten cum into my mouth that spilled out over my chin and dripped down my neck and chest. "Yea! Take that cum, you son of a bitch! Make your daddy proud that you're a man!" I continued to nurse on dad's cock like an infant on a bottle as he petted and stroked my head. "You've made your old man proud son, so proud." He whispered. "Now let's get cleaned up before your mom gets home.