Date: Sat, 8 Apr 2006 11:29:11 -0700 (PDT)
From: Bim <bfga_99@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Father and Me

Up until I was 30, I never saw my father naked.  Not that he hid his
nakedness, there just was never an opportunity.

My parents were in the process of getting a divorce and my father had moved
to my sister's former bedroom which was connected to mine by a bathroom. I
was living in another city and was home for a holiday of some sort...I
don't remember which.

However, I do remember my mother and a friend of hers had gone out of town
shopping and it was just me and my father in the house. He was probably
around 55 years old and in pretty good shape. He'd always been an outdoors
person and loved hunting and fishing.

It was late afternoon and I was in my bedroom; he was in the adjoining
bathroom with the water running in the tub. Now, this was not your regular
tub. Since he had moved out of their bedroom and was using 'my' bathroom,
he decided to enlarge the shower area. The old tub was ripped out and an
adjoining closet was opened to make a really large shower/tub enclosure. It
was big enough that four or five people could've taken a shower in
it. There was no shower curtain since the shower area was so large, water
wouldn't splash out on the floor.

After a while, the water quit running and I heard a bubbling sound which I
thought was odd.

"David?" my father called out. "Are you in there?"

"Yeah, Daddy, what do you need?"

"Come in here and see what I've bought."

I opened the door and was caught off guard. There was my father lying in
the tub, leaning against a small combination back rest/built-in shelf. The
water was swirling around him and barely covered him. He had installed a
whirlpool machine that sat outside the shower enclosure, but provided air
to aerate the water.

"Well, that's some contraption you got there," I said, raising my
eyebrows. Since I had never really seen my father naked, I was having
difficulty not looking at his dick which was moving around in the swirling
water.

He started explaining how the machine worked and I was listening only
half-way, glancing every few seconds at his dick. I was curious if we had
the same dick. He was cut and the head looked to be a pretty good size and,
soft, he was probably about four inches. From what I could see, we were
pretty much the same size.  For the fact that his cock head seemed larger,
we had almost the same cock.

I was staring at his cock when I suddenly realized he'd stopped talking.

"You like looking at your old man's dick?" he said, chuckling. My parents
knew I was gay and my father, in particular, had no problem with it.

"What? Oh, uh, I'm sorry, Daddy", I said with a chuckle. "I, uh, I guess
I'm just curious if I inherited your dick along with the hairy chest.

He laughed and said, "Why don't you join me; We can compare."

I looked at him, thinking he was kidding me. He just smiled. "Come on,
don't be so serious. The water's fine," he said.

I swallowed hard and went back into my room to take off my clothes. I was
so nervous, I couldn't have gotten a hard on if I'd wanted to. I came back
into the bathroom and stood there, letting him see me naked.

"Looks like we have the same equipment," he said, looking me over. "You've
got a good body; I'm glad to see you've been exercising."

All this time, he was smiling trying to make me comfortable. I approached
the shower and stepped into the water. He moved over some to allow me to
lie down next to him.

"Now, doesn't this feel great?" he said, moving his hands around in the
warm swirling water. "I saw this in a catalog and thought it'd be a good
addition to the bathroom since I have my own now."

"It's really nice, Daddy. Feels good, too," I said.

I looked at my own dick, swirling in the water, and realized, with horror,
that I was beginning to get hard. It was the warm water, the swirling
action and my father lying naked next to me. I tried to cover up, but it
was useless.

My father laughed. "Don't worry about getting a hard on," he said. "Happens
to me all the time when I'm in here. Look at me now."

I looked down and his cock was lengthening with each pulse. It began to
rise out of the water as we watched and was soon at it's full length. By
this time, my cock was also rising out of the water. Oddly enough, we
looked alike in the cock department, except his was perhaps a little bigger
than my six-plus inches. Especially the head.

"We're pretty much twins, right?" he laughed. "What are you...about six to
six and a half?"

"Yeah, I guess so," I said, nervously licking my lips.

He reached over over and squeezing my cock in his hand. My leg muscles
jumped a little at his touch and my mouth opened in surprise.

"I gave you a nice dick, didn't I?" he said as he squeezed and shook my
cock. "Why don't you grab hold of mine and see if we're the same size
around?"

I looked at him as if I thought he had gone crazy.

"What? You think I'm nuts for grabbing your dick?"

"Well, it's not all fathers that will grab their son's hard dick."

He took my hand and wrapped it around his cock. "Well, it's not all sons
that will grab their father's dick, either," he said with a smile.

We sat there in the swirling water holding each other's dicks and then he
began to move his hand up and down my dick. I started the same movement
with him. He closed his eyes and leaned his head back against the shelf.

"That feels good, David," he said with a sigh. "Your mother would never do
anything like this." I followed his lead as he stroked my dick, using his
thumb to rub the head and the sensitive underside with the pre-cum I was
leaking. After a couple of minutes of this, he opened his eyes and sat up
in the tub.

"Let's get out of the water and continue this in your room," he said.

He stood up and I reluctantly had to release his cock. I watched as he
stepped over the ledge and his hard cock swayed in front of him. I stood up
and got out of the tub and he handed me a towel. As we were drying off, I
was thinking I must be dreaming all this.

I followed him into my room, taking in his hairy ass and he said, "Lie down
on the bed."

I lay on the bed and he straddled my legs, settling his hairy butt on my
thighs. He grabbed his cock in one hand and mine in the other and began to
stroke them slowly. After a minute or two, he moved up so our cocks were
pressed together and he began to rub them against each other. I watched in
fascination and I was aware that we both were leaking pre-cum and it made
our cocks slick. The sensation and the sight were almost too much for me.
I hadn't jerked off in a couple of days and I was having to control myself
to keep from cumming too soon.  I just couldn't believe this was happening.

I thought if that's the way he wants to play, I reached up to his hairy
chest and rubbed my fingers around his nipples which elicited a moan from
him.

"That's right. Play with my nipples. Oh, yeah, I like that."

He began to rock on my thighs and his breathing became faster. "Oh, shit,
this feels good," he moaned. His hand started to move faster and our cocks
made a squishing sound as they rubbed together. I could see his thighs
tensing up as he got closer to shooting. He started to rock faster and his
hand was flying up and down our cocks, making them rub slickly against each
other as more pre-cum poured out of both.

I watched his cock in anticipation and saw the head get a little larger and
turn dark red and I knew he was ready to explode. Then with a groan he
doubled over as a long stream of cum shot out of the slit and landed on my
stomach. It was followed by another and then another shot of hot, white
cum. The hair on my stomach and chest were covered in cum.

I couldn't stop myself as I threw back my head and let a loud grunt as my
cock released a stream of cum that mixed with his on my body.  It was so
intense; I must have shot three or four streams of cum.  He continued to
stroke our cocks as they gave up the last globs of milky cum that ran down
over his hand and pooled in the hair on my crotch.

His hand slowed down as he took a couple of large breaths and slowly let
them out.

He looked at me and smiled. "Damn, that was good."

He squeezed our deflating cocks together and let them squish in the
collected cum on his hand.  He took one more long breath and released our
cocks.

"Damn, we shot a lot of cum, didn't we?"

He took his cum-covered hand and tried to scoop up as much cum as he could
from my body and brought his hand to my mouth. I opened wide and licked the
cum from his fingers and then licked his palm, trying to get as much creamy
cum as I could. I looked up at him and he was watching me eat the cum. He
had a smile on his face as he continued to feed me our cum from my body
until there was just a sticky film left on my body.

As I finished cleaning off his hand, I looked at him again.  He had a
strange look on his face and he sat back on my legs and began to get off me
and the bed. He stood at the side of the bed and I looked over his body,
taking in the wet, deflated cock and his hairy chest and legs.

"Son, I'm not going to say I didn't enjoy that, but I shouldn't have
started this. I just want you to know it won't happen again, but that
doesn't mean I love you any less."

He smiled a kind of sad smile as he leaned over me and kissed me on my
forehead.  With a sigh, he stood up and gave me a tap on the leg. "Now, get
your ass up and get in the shower."  He turned to go into the bathroom and
as he got to the door, he turned his head to me and said, smiling, "We're
going out for a good steak dinner tonight. I don't know about you, but I'm
hungry...I wonder why?"


Thanks for reading my story. I always harbored fantasies about my father
and I hope you enjoyed this one. If you liked the story, I'd like to hear
from you.  Bim bfga_99@yahoo.com