Date: Sat, 24 Oct 2015 21:09:21 +0000 (UTC)
From: mike vanormer <michaelvanormer@yahoo.com>
Subject: Showering with dad

SHOWERING WITH DAD

I had been showering with dad since I was a little kid. He would soap me
all over and then rinse me off and then he'd do the soaping and rinsing
while I enjoyed the warm water running over me. There were times when he'd
soap his dick until it got hard and jack off while I watched--I didn't
think anything of it because he didn't make anything of it. I will say I
enjoyed watching his cum shoot out of his dick and into the drain; I had no
clue what was going on but when you're a kid, there are a lot of things
going on you don't understand so you just go with it. As I got older, we
stopped showering together; no big deal, we just stopped and on a practical
note, there wasn't a whole lot of room in the bath tub shower arrangement
for both of us.

I hadn't thought about my dad jacking off for a long time but one day in
the shower my dick got hard, something I had never paid much attention to
in the past. It must have been the hot water stimulation. Then I harkened
back to the days with my dad in the shower so I thought what the heck,
grabbed the bar of soap, rubbed it to a lather in my hand and started
stroking my dick. It was the first time had really noticed my dick and
looking down at the hard mass looking back at me was new. The sensation was
different but I was a little afraid to continue so I stopped stroking and
finished my shower. My dick was hard and throbbing at this point so I
decided to go for it and started stroking again. I lathered up once again
but this time it felt good, I mean really GOOD so I didn't stop. It was
like the sensation started in my toes and moved slowly up to my balls and
dick and I blew my first load. I saw stars and blacked out for a second but
then regained my composure. I missed seeing my first load but I looked
quickly for any signs of cum on the tiles but apparently it all hit the
drain. Whatever; cum rinses easily down the drain and leaves no trace as I
remembered from my showering days with dad.