Date: Tue, 13 Oct 2020 14:05:20 -0700 From: Genevive Vavance Subject: Showing off to Dad - Part 1 GENERAL DISCLAIMER: This story contains explicit descriptions of gay sex. This story contains depictions of incest sex between a father and his son, it is purley fiction. If you find material of this nature offensive or if it is not legal for you to view it (e.g., 18 in the US, 16 in the UK) then do not read any further. This is a work of fiction; any similarities to persons living or dead, or to actual events, is coincidental. The author claims all copyrights in this story and no duplication or publication of this story is allowed (except by the websites to which it has been posted) without the consent of the author. Nifty does not exist without donations. If you enjoy these stories,please donate here: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html _________________________________ When I was 13, I had an experience with my dad that I will never forget. I was in the throes of puberty. I had started to sprout pubes a couple of years prior, and my cock had grown. I loved playing with my dick. Jerking off was one of my favorite activities, at least a couple times a day. My cock was about 7" fully hard. I had hit several growth spurts, I was now just an inch shorter than my dad. I was also pretty lean and lanky, and other than the bush at the base of my cock I was hairless everywhere else. I was excited to get home after school. The previous weekend, I had purchased a new model car kit with my saved up allowance and I was eager to continue building it. I had just started to work on it when I heard the front door open. My younger brother still went to the elementary school, and he usually didn't get home from school for another half hour. Both my dad and younger brother were home. I forgot that my brother had a dentist appt. My dad had left work early to take him and bring him home. My brother quickly changed and went out to meet up with some of his friends who would be walking home from school soon. I returned back to my room to continue my work on my model. I can't remember how long I had been working. When building a model I got so focused on what I was doing that I stopped paying attention to time. The sound of the water in the bathtub broke my concentration. Our house had 1 1/2 bathrooms. The main bathroom was a full bath with a tub. The bathroom attached to my parents bedroom was just a shower. I walked out of my room and turned the corner. The bathroom door was open, and there stood my dad leaning over the tub checking the water temperature with his hand. He was wearing nothing but his Hanes tighty whities briefs. It wasn't unusual for me to see my dad in his briefs. Almost every morning I saw him in them. I was usually finishing up breakfast and about to leave for the school bus when he would come out of his bedroom, still waking up, heading for the coffee pot. During the winter months, he would sometimes be wearing a robe over them but he never bothered to tie and close the robe. And lucky for me, a few times a month, he would wander out sporting morning wood. I never got a chance to see his cock, but I would see the tent in his briefs. They would be pulling the fabric away from his legs and I could catch a small glimpse of his dark pubes. The luckiest of times I would actually see a ball nestled in there. I know I stood there for just a few minutes taking in what I was seeing. The fabric of his underwear was stretched across his ass. Dad was lean and muscular. Not bulky muscular, but very lean. 5'10", probably 165 or 170 pounds. He stood up, hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his briefs, and bent over to take them off. As he stepped out of them, I was just frozen seeing his naked ass for the first time. What a nice ass on him. Not what I would consider a bubble butt, but also not a flat butt either. There was just the smallest hint of dark hairs in his ass crack, but other than that his ass was perfectly smooth and pale white. He started to turn towards the door, so I scurried away as quietly as I could. I didn't want to get caught looking at him. He pushed the door closed. I heard him step into the tub and turn the water off. There was a little bit of sloshing of water, and then silence. I walked back towards my bedroom and noticed that the door hadn't latched, and there was a sizable gap between the door and the frame. I crept up to the gap to look in. What a view it was. My dad was in a seated position, his back up against the back wall of the tub. His legs stretched out towards the front. I could see his defined chest, lacking any hair at all except for a few hairs around his dark brown nipples. His nipples were stiff. He was reading one of his golfing magazines. Unfortunately for me, the position of the magazine blocked out what I really wanted to see, his cock. All I could see were the top of his pubes. His bush was full, lots of hair. It contrasted a lot with the rest of his smooth body. I had some pubes at the base of my cock, but nothing quite like his. I hoped that one day my bush would be as big and sexy as his. As I studied my dads naked body, I realized that my cock was super hard. I don't think I had ever felt a boner this rigid before. At this point, I got embarrassed that I was oogling over my dad. I quietly slipped away from the door and back into my bedroom, trying to push the thoughts of my dad from my head. Time to get back to building my model car. My teenage hormones were running at full speed and that car model was the last thing on my mind. No sooner had I got back to my bedroom and I was already wanting more. I wanted to see more. How could I see more? I rubbed my hard teen cock through my jeans. A little plan sprung up in my mind. I walked back out to the hall and towards the bathroom. I pushed the door open, trying to act as casual as I could. I poked my head in and asked my dad how much longer he would be. When he turned to look at me, the position of the magazine he was reading changed. There it was! I could see the base of his cock. Nestled in that thick mat of black hair was the fleshy root of his cock. I know that my heart probably stopped right then, and I was startled when he answered that he would probably be just a few more minutes. I told him not to let the water out, that when he was done that I would like to take a bath. He acknowledged and went back to reading his magazine. I pulled the door as closed as it had been, still leaving a crack and went back to my bedroom. My heart was racing. I had just seen the base of my dad's cock, and now I had to see more. When I look back on it, I am still utterly amazed at what happened next. I can't even think that I would have done something like this. But I did. I know that I did because of the images that are burned into my memory. My lust had just completely taken over. It's the only thing I can think of to explain it. My teenage hormones had to have completely taken over any sort of rational thought in my mind. I took off all of my clothes, except for my own Hanes white briefs. My teen cock was hard and tenting them straight up (just like I had seen my dad some mornings). I walked into the hall and grabbed a towel from the closet. Then I marched right into the bathroom and threw the towel on the back of the toilet tank. I turned around and sat down, facing my dad. I chatted with my dad for a few minutes. I was trying so hard to just be casual, even though my heart felt like it was about to beat completely out of my chest. I'm sure that I sounded extremely nervous. I didn't bother to hide my tented underwear. I caught him glance at it a couple of times, and it didn't seem to bother him. Even though he wasn't reading, he was still holding the magazine and it was still keeping me from seeing the full view of his cock. After a few minutes, he closed the magazine and handed it to me. I put it in the magazine rack next to the toilet as he stood up. He grabbed the towel from the towel rack and started to dry his head. And there it was. My dad's cock, in full view. His pubes were still soaking wet, but matted down to the sides of his groin and his thighs. His cock hung limply in the dense wet bush of pubes. It looked to be about 4" long in its soft state. His cock looked different than mine, I could see the head fully and he wasn't hard. The head was larger than the shaft. I could only see my full head when I was hard. (I now know that he is cut and I'm uncut, but at the time I wasn't aware of the difference). I knew that I would be getting into the tub soon, so I stood quickly and shucked off my briefs. My cock sprang straight up, and was pointing right at him. As he finished drying his head and removed the towel, he was looking down and saw my erect cock. I didn't try to hide it. I wanted him to see it. I actually think I needed him to see it. To see that I was becoming a man. To see how much being naked with him in the same room was turning me on. I resisted the urge to touch my cock. And no matter how much I wanted to, I resisted the urge to reach out and touch his cock. He continued to dry himself off, and I just continued to stand there waiting and watching. Precum started to drool from my cock. I watched as my dad bent over to dry his legs. I could see that he was looking at my cock and the drip of precum that had formed. He continued drying himself as if there was nothing out of the ordinary going on. Every fiber of my body was screaming inside.... TOUCH IT!! SUCK IT!! I wanted to be touched by him, to put our naked bodies together. But fear kept me from crossing the line. I continued to resist the urge to say anything or do anything more. He stood upright and whipped the towel behind him and started to dry his back. He looked right into my eyes, and I noticed a slight smile form. He looked down at my cock again, and I looked down at his as well. His pubes were now mostly dry, and started to spring up around the base of his cock. But now his cock looked different. It wasn't hanging straight down anymore. It was starting to pull away from his body, and it was definitely thicker and a little longer than it was before. I couldn't believe it that my dad was starting to get hard in front of me!! He finished drying his arms and then folded the towel and hung it back on the towel rack. He turned towards the door and told me to enjoy the bath. As he pushed past me in the small bathroom, I stepped forward towards the tub. My hard cock grazed the side of his ass as we passed. He pulled the door closed behind him, but not all the way. A gap was left. I hopped into the tub, and the water was lukewarm and not comfortable. I turned on the hot to refill some of the water and raise the temperature. I was sitting upright until the water was a comfortable temperature. I laid down in the tub, my still erect cock coming to rest on my stomach. I pulled it up and let it slap down onto my stomach with a thwack. I admired my cock and ran back through what just happened in my head. I started to slowly stroke my cock, enjoying the feeling of it. I really wanted to cum, and I really wanted to cum with my dad. After a couple of minutes of stroking I looked up towards the mirror on the medicine cabinet. In an instant I got two shocks. The first was that I could see the gap in the door. Knowing where I had been standing just a few minutes prior, spying on my dad's naked body in the tub, he could have seen me. Had he seen me? Did he know? And then I thought that it really didn't matter considering what had just happened with him drying off and me showing off my erection to him. The next was that the tables had turned. I was now being spied on. As I observed the gap, I could see my dad standing outside the door. His eyes were looking right at my cock as I continued to slowly stroke it. I looked down, and I could see the motion of his hand. There wasn't enough light coming from the hallway to show me his erect cock, but I could see that he was stroking his cock in the same rhythm that I was. I picked up my pace a little bit, and I could see that he did as well. I slowed and looked back up to his face. At this moment, our eyes met. As quickly as they did, he averted his eyes and quickly and quietly disappeared from the gap in the door. I turned to see, but he was gone. I heard his bedroom door shut, and the push button lock engaged. I pulled the plunger out from the drain and hopped out of the tub. I quickly dried off and walked towards my dad's bedroom door. I put my ear up to it and I could hear the light sounds of him stroking his cock. He started moaning a little, and sounded like he was really enjoying it. I couldn't help it, I started stroking my cock as well. I was so horned up and my cock was aching for release. I kept quiet, the only sound on my side of the door was my foreskin rolling up and down my precum covered cock head. Dad's moans became grunts, and it wasn't long until the grunts became louder. Some of the grunts became words, muffled by the door between us. I could hear him saying "suck my cock" and "fuck yea". I could tell he was close, and I was close myself. A couple more grunts and he growled "suck my dick boy... suck it son.... oh fuck... fuck ... fuck yeah suck daddys dick" and then i heard my dad cumming. Hearing him cum to the thought of me sucking his cock sent me over the edge and I felt my balls pull in tight. I moved the towel under my cock and caught all the cum spurting from my dick. It was the most intense orgasm that I had had up to that point. I quickly hurried back to my room to avoid getting caught spying on him. I kept replaying what I had heard in my head. "He really said that... he wants me to suck his cock" I thought. I started formulating ways I could accomplish that.