Stacy's Dad


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Author's Note

When I was a young teen, the song Stacy's mom came out. I watched it on repeat, but not for the woman. I watched it for the sexy barely pubecent boy, shown shirtless and jerking off in a music video right on MTV. I was in closeted gay heaven. I watched the video on repeat, making fantasies in my head. 20 years later, I decided to write down one of those fantasies. I hope you enjoy.

Chapter 1 Stacy's Dad Has Got it Going On

Hi, my name is Shane Haboucha and I'm 12 years old. I just started 7th grade at Wayne Middle School. I've got brown hair with natural blonde highlights that I keep in a kind of shaggy short haircut. I have a thin nose and hazel green eyes. I'm pretty fit from playing various sports, but I wouldn't say I'm muscular, just a normal sporty boy with slight definition. My muscles have gotten more defined since I sprouted my first pubes this summer.

The school year started off great. I started dating the "hottest" girl in school Stacy. She a cute girl, and I'd love to tap that sweet pussy, but my true desires are more mature. You see, Stacy's mom ran off and left her dad to raise her, and Stacy's dad has really got it going on. He's well over 6 feet tall and built. He has rippling muscles and dark brown hair that's clean cut. He wears tight fitting shirts and shorts that show off his ripped muscles. I see him when he picks Stacy up from school in his red convertible.

One day, I asked if I could come over after school. She suggested that we could hang around her pool. I liked the idea of seeing Stacy in her bikini and maybe the possibility of seeing her sexy dad without a shirt on as well.

The day finally arrived, and her dad picked us up and took us to their house. I quickly changed into my trunks, threw off my shirt revealing my flawless, hairless developing body. I grabbed a soda, and I hopped on a pool float and started floating around the pool.

Through the window I saw Stacy's dad enter the kitchen and then move to his bedroom. His blinds were open, and I watched as he slipped off his button-down shirt revealing a hairy, manly chest with well defined pecs with pert slightly brown nipples. He was completely tan, and his stomach rippled with masculinity. A thick trail of hair dove into his pants leading to my secret desire. He spun around facing away from me and slipped his pants down over his tight ass leaving him wearing nothing but a tight-fitting black pair of briefs. I was staring into the window hoping for more, my hands twisting at the bottle of soda in my hand. My 4-inch cock was tenting my wet trunks. Stacy jumped in, splashing me, and alerting her dad to our presence. He slowly spun around. I couldn't really see much, but he walked to the window and smiled. He slowly closed the blinds. Stacy laughed at me, soaking my hair plastered to my face. I wanted more, I needed to find more reasons to be over at her place.

Her dad came out to the pool dressed in shorts and a t-shirt, offering us some snacks. I looked at her lawn and said, "I could mow your lawn for you Mr. Smith."

He smiled. "That would be very nice Shane. How about tomorrow?"

"I'll be there," I enthusiastically replied.

To be continued.

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