Date: Sat, 2 Jun 2018 05:11:48 +0000 (UTC)
From: Nicholas Jacobs <nickjacob28@yahoo.com>
Subject: Wanted My Dad (Gay incest)

I have wanted my dad since i was like 13 or so and I'm 25 now. I'm not sure
how it began but it was right around the time i realized i was truly
gay. My dad would always walk around in just his white briefs and i
remember always sneaking peaks at his package and thinking how big it
looked and that's when i realized i wanted to see it. You see my dad and I
were never real close during my teen years. He was my coach for sports and
worked me extremely hard. I had to get up before school and practice and
then again right after school for three hours and then the weekends
consisted of practice and running and training which lasted about 6 hrs. I
know he just wanted me to be the best but it made me hate him at
points. Plus, I was a very smart and cocky teen and thought i knew
everything so we would fight like crazy every single day on the courts, in
the locker room, on the ride home, and then once we were home it would blow
up and I would end up storming to my room to do my homework. This went on
from the time i was 13 until i went to college. Anyway, back to the
beginning. When i started junior high i started to notice guys a lot
more. I found myself checking them out in the locker rooms and wondering
what it would be like to be with a guy and i started getting hard ons all
the time. I would go home after practice and would jerk off picturing the
guys from school instead of the girls now. This was becoming very hard for
me because if I didn't have practice at school i had practice with my dad
and then I would be in a real locker room with grown men and seeing them
nude was almost too much for me and I think that's kind of where my
yearning for my dad started. He would never shower in the gym locker rooms
with me for some reason. He would always just change when i would go into
the showers and then go wait for me out at the car. So, between him walking
around in his white briefs at home and never getting naked at the gym i
started to really want to see what he had and that is when i started to spy
on him to see him naked. Whenever my dad was getting ready to go shower at
night he would get up off the couch and go to his bedroom and then come
back in just his briefs and say he was going to shower. As soon as he would
close his bedroom door i would sneak outside and go to his window and try
to see whatever i could. The first couple of times the blinds were always
closed so no luck there but then about a week later i made sure to prop the
blinds a little so i could have a slight hole to look though and this time
it finally worked. He closed his door and i ran outside to my spot and
voila there he was standing in his briefs going through his closet getting
his clothes ready for the next day. So i just stayed there crouched down
and waited and finally it happened. He hung his clothes up and then down
came the briefs and there was what i wanted to see for so long. It wasn't
huge but it was definitely very thick and hairy. I got my first glimpse and
that's pretty much when i realized I wanted to be with my own dad
sexually. So, this went on for a few months and every night i would go
outside and spy through his windows but my craving was becoming stronger
and stronger and I started to need more. My mind was all over the place at
this time because we would fight constantly but at the same time i wanted
nothing more than to be close to him and touch him and kiss him and i think
that as well made me be angrier towards him. Anyway, I decided i was going
to become more aggressive so when he would go in his bedroom i would wait
till i heard the showering running and i would sneak in his room and peak
through the bathroom door at the mirror which i could see his reflection in
while he showered. My parents bathroom had a huge glass shower so there
were no curtains and u could see directly into the shower at least until it
got too steamy. So this became my new thing for a few months. There were
definitely a few times when i thought we made eye contact in the mirror but
he never said anything so i figured i just imagined it. Anyway this of
course became old to me as well so i decided i would take it up another
notch. I would wait outside the other entrance to the bathroom and when i
heard his footsteps i would just open the door and walk in on him so i
could catch him naked right in front of me and get a good view. I knew I
couldn't do this all the time so at the beginning i would do it maybe once
a week and say i had to piss real badly or i had to get a towel or soap or
something stupid like that. This was such a rush to me and I loved catching
him naked and then I would run up to my room and jack off but I started to
do it too often and the one time i tried the doors were all locked. God
that pissed me off so much. Now I had no clue what to do but i knew i
wasn't going to stop so i changed my plan completely. Instead of spying on
him i was going to start letting him see me. I was almost 17 at this time
now and I was very proud of my body from all my working out and training
plus i was very tan so i thought I looked great. Now, when we were in the
locker rooms after practice I wouldn't cover up at all like when i was
younger. I would strip completely naked right next to him and linger around
nude hanging my clean clothes up and so forth just to give him a show. If I
had practice at school when i would get home i would just strip down to my
sweaty boxer briefs and walk around the house to get water or whatever. If
he was in his bedroom i would go in and start to talk to him about
practice. I actually had realized I got way more turned on by showing off
to him then just catching glimpses of him here and there. So this went on
all throughout my senior year of high school. I started doing other things
as well. If he was in his bedroom getting ready or something I would go
into his bathroom in just my briefs, whip my dick out and start to piss so
he would walk in on me. Also, the laundry is in my parents bathroom so
after practice i would now rush home all sweaty and go right into my
parents bathroom and not make any noise but i would get completely naked
and he would walk in on me and I would just say i had to wash my workout
clothes because they were so gross and i would wrap a towel around me and
then go upstairs to shower. You see I had the top floor of the house to
myself since my brother had gone off to college and then moved away for
work so I didn't really have a way to leave my doors open for him to catch
me showering or masturbating since he didn't really have to come upstairs
for anything. This was something I really wanted for him to see but I
didn't know how. So instead of him seeing me jerking off I thought at least
being hard in front of him would be hot as hell. So when I would get home I
would go upstairs and put on mesh bball shorts and nothing else and then go
downstairs to watch tv in the living room with him. It was very easy for me
to get hard without touching myself since all i had to do was think about
him being so close to me and that would pretty much do it. So I would lie
on the couch across from him and pretend to fall asleep. Once I lay down i
would always put my knees up so the pant legs would fall down my thighs and
rest right above my crotch and then i would start to fantasize. My dick
would get hard immediately and i would have a huge tent in my shorts and I
would stay like that for as long as i could. I would always peak out from
under my eyelids and I def saw him looking at me on numerous occasions. I
started to do this all the time and for the first time I started to think
my plan was working. When i would be pretending to sleep my dad would never
leave the room until I woke up. He would just sit there and I now was
positive he was checking me out because when he would eventually get up to
leave there was always a noticeable bulge in his shorts. I think that's
where things changed forever. I graduated high school and headed off to
college. During college nothing really happened. When I would come home for
holidays and breaks i would still do the same things I use to but at this
point my mom had changed jobs and was working from home a lot more often so
it didn't give me to many chances other than the occasionally spying on him
through the window or showing off in the locker rooms after practice. You
see I still played sports in college so he was still very involved in my
athletic life and when I would come home it was like my teen years all over
again. Practice practice practice all the time. Anyway, that's pretty much
how things were throughout my entire college career. Not very exciting in
regards to me and my dad. However, my life was about to change. I was
dating this girl as a cover and i broke up with her and she went crazy and
I decided I couldn't ever deal with that again and finally for the first
time started dating guys without telling my parents. I graduated from
college and moved back home until i decided where i wanted to move. I
picked up a job as a coach just to make money until I got the job I really
wanted. Things were fine and I really didn't have a lot of time to focus on
my dad. I was dating a guy behind their backs so I tried not to be home
ever but then I got outed to them and that's where everything changed. When
my dad confronted me about it he was completely calm. He asked if I was
positive about it and then said it would be fine and that we would talk
through it. My mom had a little harder time but overall they were both
incredible. During the first 6 months since them learning i was gay i was
spending tons of time with my dad just talking to him. For so long I had no
one to talk to about my being gay and now I finally did. I never ever
mentioned my craving for him. We were finally getting along for the first
time in my life and i felt like I really had a father and a friend as
well. I started to love my nightly chats with dad after work and i felt
extremely comfortable with him. I would tell him about dates i was on and
he was genuinely interested in my well-being. He even decided to start
going back to the gym with me so we would meet after work and play
racquetball or shoot hoops or just work out. I was loving our time together
now and things seemed to be changing between us. After the gym he would now
come into the locker room and sit right next to me to change. He still
wouldn't shower but he actually started to get completely nude and change
which he had never done all those years. I would then go shower but instead
of going to to the car he would walk back to the shower area and continue
to talk to me while i was showering and he was fully clothed. I think I may
have shot the biggest load of my life that first night. We continued doing
this and actually turned it into a nightly event. I think that was my
all-time favorite times. Unfortunately I then got offered the job I had
wanted and was going to have to move half way across the country so my
parents suggested we go on a family vacation before i left. While we were
away it was a gorgeous night out and my dad and i decided to go soak in the
hot tub. We had been out all day walking around so everyone was exhausted
and sore. My mom stayed in the room and dad and i headed outside. Before we
did I had put the tiniest little European board shorts on under my mesh
bball shorts. You know the type that makes ur dick look huge because they
could practically be your skin because they are so tight. So we headed
outside and we were the only two there. Dad took his shirt off and got
right in and turned around to face me on the deck. I then peeled my shirt
off and dropped my shorts and looked at my dad who was just staring at my
package. I got in the tub and we sat in there forever just chatting about
life. I kept getting out and sitting on the corner with my feet in the
water just to give him a show of my soaking wet now practically see through
bathing suit and every time i caught him looking. Finally he said he was
going back upstairs and I said I'd meet him up there later. I wanted to do
some laps and stuff so I was going to stay behind. About 2 hours later it
was 1am in the morning and I headed upstairs figuring everyone was
asleep. I quietly slipped in the room without making a noise and saw the tv
was still on. I figured my dad just fell asleep with it on. I started to
change out of my suit when i realized Jerry Springer was on which was weird
because no one in my family would ever watch that show. My parents called
it absolute trash. I slipped on my mesh shorts and headed towards the
living room when i saw what the episode was about. It was an episode all
about incest. I couldn't believe it and i went to go see what it was about
when all of a sudden my dad stuttered and quickly changed the channel. He
was actually sitting there watching it but I pretended I had not seen
anything and just started to say goodnight and head off to my room. I got
alone and could not believe it. My mind was going crazy with thoughts. The
vacation ended and we headed home so I could pack before the big move. The
night before I left my dad and I were sitting outside on the deck chatting
and it got to my being gay and he told me that he knows I got it from his
side of the family. I asked him why he thought that and he just told me
he's been thinking about it since i came out and he came to some
realizations that made him positive about it. Again that threw me off but i
just went with it. That night I wanted my dad so badly. I thought that
would be the night it was going to happen but it didn't and I ended moving
away. About 4 years later I transferred jobs and was moving about 2 hrs
away from home. During those years I saw my parents often and talked to
them on the phone all the time so we were still extremely close but alone
time with my dad was now rare since I only flew home for holidays and it
was for a day and then back to work or if they came to visit they were
always together since they had now both semi retired. Anyway I'm now only
two hours away from them and I see them about once a week for dinner. My
dad is still gorgeous and I still crave his touch. We are closer than we
have ever been. He comes down for meetings by himself sometimes and then
heads over to meet me for dinner. He normally meets me at the gym and we
walk back to my apartment so I can shower. I still show off constantly to
him and try to linger around my apartment near naked as long as I can to
give him a good show. He always stares and he's now started to come into my
bathroom while I'm showering saying he needs to piss. I only have one
bathroom and he always says he's been holding it forever and has to go. The
way my bathroom is set up if you're standing at the toilet pissing whoever
was in the shower would have a perfect profile view of the person
pissing. So I now think he is starting to show off for me and I get so hard
while imp standing in the shower. I truly believe he wants this as much as
I do now but I think he is so scared he doesn't truly know how to make it
happen. What should I do? I am sorry I gave my whole life story but I felt
it was necessary for all of you to understand but also I really never told
anyone this before and I had to get it off my chest.