Date: Sat, 22 Apr 2023 16:27:31 +0000 (UTC)
From: Todd Tuck <tuck.todd@aol.com>
Subject: Sunbathing Dad - Chapter 1

Title: Sunbathing Dad
Author: Todd Tuck
Categories: incest
Description: A sons fantasies meet reality when he encounters his father
sunbathing out back.

Story:

Sunbathing Dad - Chapter 1


It was a hot summer afternoon when I pulled into the driveway of my home
after a morning run down by the river. I was home from college and
spending my mornings or afternoons working out near home and my evenings
bussing tables.


The morning run was delightful. The gravel path through the county, along
the river, was miles long and flat, usually empty, letting you just run
and run for as long as you wanted. I was coming off a track season and
found the long runs through nature refreshing after a year of intense
sprint drills and races.


Having worked up a sweat, I drove home shirtless in my 5 inch inseam
running shorts that hiked up my thick thighs. I pulled in my driveway and
parked in my usual spot. We lived in a neighborhood consisting of giant
acres of land where the neighbors had room to spread out, kids could run
around, and no one felt on top of each other. Our yard was rather large
and we had a back deck tucked into the back of our house, outta view of
any major road or neighbor.


I walked from my car and into the garage where I saw the side door was
open and the radio was playing, "Dad must be out back" I thought to
myself and I walked towards the deck. I climbed the stairs and saw two
feet at the end of a lounge chair. At the top was my father, laying on
his back in nothing but a small pair of briefs. His eyes were closed and
I don't think he noticed me at first. I took a minute to admire him.


Sunbathing on the deck was a common occurrence for dad. He was a older,
handsome man with a bright smile, standing 5'7 he had always been fit
having had worked out most of his adult life and now owned a landscaping
business, he was always working with his hands in the yard or out on a
contract. Laying in the lounge chair I admired his toned calves, thick
thighs, barrel torso and big round pecs speckled in tufts of black and
grey hairs. The briefs hugged his thick thighs, and scrunched up a little
on the sides. I briefly glanced at his bulge, but the color and scrunch
of the briefs hid the definition.


 My father would often come home from work soiled and covered in dirt,
undressing down to his briefs in the laundry room, and walking through
the house to his bathroom. Sunbathing was also common, and I pined to see
my dads cock. I longed for it. I had seen peaks and glances and knew it
was big, but I never got a full on view, and almost never saw it hard.


Dad tanned constantly which made his Italian skin glow a deep, almost
terracotta color red brown, he was quite the sight.


After 10 seconds, but what felt like an hour, I lightly cleared my voice
and said hi. Dads eyes opened and he squinted at me into the sun "hey
Tucker what's going on?" He asked, one hand raised to shield his eyes
from the sun, the other scratched his balls, tugging at the briefs.


"Just got back from a run," I said "You working today?"


"Checked on a project earlier but the guys have it covered," dad said.
"Gonna get some work done around the house today."


"Nice, I'm hanging out until my shift later." I said, my gaze drifting
to my dads hand fondling and moving his junk in the briefs. I remembered
I was shirtless, my body glistening in sweat. My running shorts hugging
my thighs, I looked down and noticed my bulge was rather prominent.
"Imma go rinse off," I said, starting to walk to the back door of our
house off the deck.


"Sounds good," said dad, laying back and closing his eyes.


I took another look at my dads body and walked in the sliding glass door.
As I closed it, I kept watching dad sunbathe. I stepped behind the blinds
of the door and peered out - the view was behind dad laying so I saw the
top of his head, stomach, undies, and feet. I was watching him for a
couple minutes when my dad shifted and hand reached for his underwear.
His left hand lifted his waistband and the right hand reached in,
flipping his cock to one side and scratching his balls. He took his cock
in his right thumb and pointer and stretched it out, inspecting it and
looking it over, before putting it back in his drawers and closing his
eyes again.


There it was, my dads cock. It looked dark like him and 4 inches soft,
with a lushious bush. Seeing it excited me, I impulsively started
pinching my nipples. I spent a couple more minutes peering through the
blinds before deciding to give up and shower. At that point tho, my cock
was rock hard and stretching the limits of my running shorts.


I walked up stairs to the bathroom I shared with my brothers, my room off
to the side. I threw my sweaty shirt and socks into the hamper and
squeezed my dick. No one was home but dad out back... I decided to jack
off on my bed. Feeling risky after spying on my dad, I left the door
slightly open while I laid back on my bed, peeling my running shorts off.
My 6.5 inch cock sprung out and slapped my flat stomach. My right hand
began to stroke it as my left pinched my nipple. My mind going
immediately to my dads fat Italian cock.


I began stroking, but my hand turned dry quickly and I knew jacking in
the shower would be my best bet for relief. I walked naked and hard to my
bathroom and ran the shower faucet. The water didn't flow immediately,
there was a sputter and commotion of noise In the pipes. I turned it off,
scared it was broken or could break. Great, I thought, broken shower.


I went back in my room, put my shorts back on, and headed out to the deck
to tell dad. The back door opening and closing startled him awake, his
head quickly swiveling to me. "Hey I think there's something wrong with
our shower," I said walking towards him. He had clearly conked out and
was in a daze waking up. Looking down at him I saw a hand rest on his
crotch. Almost like he was covering himself. "Okay just use ours," he
said. His hand moved slightly and I knew - he was covering his hard-on,
and it looked massive.


Stretching his small dark briefs, his hand would only cover part. It must
have been some dream cause his cock was huge and protruding up, almost
reaching the far side of his hip as it laid to the side. It was in that
moment that my boner, that had softened in my walk outside, was back to
full mast, and protruding just the same. Dad was squinting at me as my
hand absentmindedly squeezed my erection and his gaze was brought down,
staring right at my crotch.


I moved my hand, instinctively wanting to tease that I too had an
erection and let him see it, it excited me to show off. "Okay thanks,"
I finally replied to his offer to use my parents bath. With that, my dad
closed his eyes and moved his hands back to his sides, and I could see
his erect bulge clearly. It looked long, thick, the erection lifting it
off his hip. I turned and walked inside, not wanting to be seen gawking
at my dads cock, but as I went in I knew I might be able to get a good
look from the kitchen window.


I went over and peered out from the bottom right corner, basking in the
site of my dads ginormous erection bulging from his small briefs. My dads
head shifted, looking back at the back door. He was checking if I left.
He looked down at this crotched and reached with both hands - one
grabbing his balls and the other his cock head through his briefs. After
a brief tug, he lifted his waist band and the top of his cock spring out
of the briefs. His dick was thick and brown, with a shiny purple head. He
held his waist band down and used his right hand to scratch his balls.
His whole hard cock now in display, it looked bigger than I thought. It
was at least 8.5" and thick, starting with a big head and just getting
thicker towards the base. I swallowed at the site of such a massive cock,
especially one I had longed to see for so long.


After a brief scratch, dad tucked his cock back into his briefs and
rolled over to continue his sunbathing. I took a moment to catch my
breath, my own cock strain in my shorts. I needed release. I turned and
walked upstairs to my parents bathroom.


They had a bigger bathroom than the one my brothers and I shared. A huge
mirror behind a double sink displayed my still glistening sweaty body. I
left the door open, the bathroom facing my parents room. No one was home,
and like before, I figured I would hear my dad come in.


At 21, I was in some of the best shape of my life coming off my colleges
track program work outs. At six foot, I had long toned muscles, a flat
stomach with 4 or 6 abs on display given the season. I peeled my shorts
off and admired my 6.5 inch cock bouncing in front of me. I stroked and
flexed, admiring my body and pinching my nipples. My mind was quickly
over me though and immediately back to thinking of my dads huge dick.


My eyes closed and I began stroking. I wanted to see his cock close up, I
wanted him to see mine and compare. I wanted to hold it in my hand, feel
the heat emitt from his pulsing erection. I imagined us admiring each
other's bodies and stroking together. It didn't take long to feel like
I was getting close to cumming. It didn't take long for my hands to feel
too dry again, so I turned on the shower.


Waiting for it to heat up, I checked my phone and squeezed my boner.
After a moment, I got in and lathered up and got the sweat and muck off
me. When I was clean I began stroking again. I felt bad teasing my cock
on and off, but it quickly came back to life with a palm of hot water and
smooth body wash. My mind drifted to my dads cock as I stroked and
pinched my nipples, biting my bottom lip in excitement of having seen my
dads erect cock.


I thought about what his balls could smell like, taste like... what it
would feel like to take his big purple cock head in my mouth and the rest
of his thick cock down my throat. My mind went somewhere it hadn't
before. I imagined climbing on top of him, guiding his cock into my tight
ass, and riding him. By this point my left hand had left my nipple and my
thumb was up my ass. I fingered myself hard and fast as I stroked. I beat
and beat, letting out small but then louder and louder moans. I was
close. I stroked, my thumb pressed into my prostate, and then release. I
came hard and loud, moaning and groaning in relief as my load shot across
the shower and all over the shower door.


Opening my eyes from my fantasy, I caught my breath and released my thumb
from my ass and my fist from my cock. I was spent. I rinsed but heard
noise outside the bathroom, it sounded like my dad in his bedroom. "Hey
just keep the water on, I'm getting in," he called out.


My mind went from fantasy to reality - how long had dad been there? What
did he hear? What did he see?


I stepped out of the shower and left the water running. I reached for a
towel as dad walked into the bathroom still in his briefs. I was on full
display, my cock large and red, subsiding from the bate session, pointing
right towards him. He looked me up and down, not saying anything but
admiring his son. I did little to cover up outside of regular drying off,
my mind still half in my fantasy and wanting to show off. My dad, facing
me, hooked his thumbs into his briefs and dropped them in front of me,
his semi erect cock bouncing its 6-7 inches of dark meat in front to me.


He stepped closer, and I hardly moved being gobsmacked by seeing my
father naked again today, an uncommon and overwhelmingly exciting
experience. My father got in the shower without looking back. I continued
to towel off as I watched his body in the slightly obscured bathroom door
rinse off. Not wanting to be suspicious, I collected my shorts and left.


I walked down the hall, thinking how about the sights I saw today, the
glorious orgasm in his shower, and the trove of new spank bank material.
I was satisfied, glowing even, at the developments of this random summer
day, when it hit me - I left my busted nut all over the shower door...