DAD I was your typical 14 year old. I was constantly horny and anxious to see a naked body at any point. I didn't care if it was a man or a woman. I knew that I preferred guys but assumed it was a phase I would pass through. This proved not to be the case. My dad was/is a big burly guy. Hairy arms, legs, chest. You know. He's you're typical truck driver. I was always attracted to him and used to love to watch him in the yard or work around the house.. He was very into fitness and had constructed a small gym in the basement. I started using it occassionally to work out in the winter. He used it when he was home. I would sometimes spot him on bench presses or some similar activity. I used to get excited just being near him getting all pumped up and sweaty. Often when we were working out (he'd wear sweats and no underwear), I'd try and spy his dick through the material. I would see it swinging around in there and I think secretly he got a kick out the the fact that I like looking at his body. He never said any thing, but occasionally I'd swear it would swell up a little. He'd always take a show when were done working out in the show in the basement. It was a stall shower with a clear curtain. I could see him in there soaping up his hard biceps and working his way down to his dick. I would have to wait until he was completely done in order to take my shower because I was certain what I was feeling wouldn't be cool with him. But I would get in there when he was done and jack my cock just know that he had been in there just a few minutes earlier. One night changed my perception of how my dad felt about sex with guys forever. He would often take a bath or shower and put on his robe and watch TV. He'd usually get the coach, I got a easy chair and my mom would get "her" chair. One night while we were all watching TV my dad fell asleep on the coach. It was getting a little late so my mom decided it was time for her to go to bed. She tried to wake my father, but the hard work of the day and the few beers seemed to have him out cold. She kissed me goodnight and went to bed, leaving my father lying there. I watched a little more TV and looked over at my dad. His robe was wide open and he was lying there completely naked. Needless to say, I could hardly stand it. I started shaking inside almost immediately. I wanted to get closer. I got up and walked toward the coach. He was still snoring loudly and moved. I froze! What would I say? My pajama bottoms were already tenting. But he didn't wake up. The one thing I saw for the first time was that my father was uncut. I didn't know what that was until that moment. All the guys I had ever seen in gym didn't have foreskins. I wanted any even closer look now. I couldn't imagine what was going on with his dick. As I stepped closer he rolled over a little. His dick (which is about 4" soft) flopped to his side. Again I was scared but the fear didn't seem to matter. I got so close I could smell the soap from the shower he had taken earlier in the evening. I got down near it and started jacking my dick. Suddenly I noticed that his dick started swelling a little. Not a lot, but enough where it jumped. I didn't know whether he was awake or not. I was totally transfixed on his dick. I didn't know what to do but I knew I wanted it. As I jacked my dick I noticed his dick started to get harder. He was getting a fuckin' hardon in front of me. Soon the skin around the head started to pull back and it was at full mast. I could stand it any more. I leaned over very carefully and licked the tip of it with my tongue. It tasted salty. FUCK! Suddenly he moved again. What happened next shocked me. He put one hand on the back of my head and guided my mouth down on his dick. I couldn't believe it. I was giving my own dad a blow job. I started bobbing up and down on it and he started moaning. Soon I felt the head expand and he shot a white hot load in my mouth. He held my head down until I swallowed it. I shot my load so hard I couldn't tell you where all it went. When I looked up he had an evil smile on his face and said that that was just what he needed. He got up and kissed me good night and went to bed. That was just the beginning of a great relationship with my dad.