Date: Mon, 25 Mar 2024 16:06:48 -0700 From: Da So Subject: Window Dressings This is a story of the beginning stages of a possible father-son incest situation, fueled by some dirty conversation. This story is pure fantasy. This story is not meant to offend, if so, please move along. If you like my stories so far - Nifty needs donations to provide these wonderful stories -- please donate with this link https://donate.nifty.org/ It's a Saturday and I usually can be found in my garage, tidying up. I'm Craig, 47 and I live here with my wife and my son, Troy, 18. We have lived on this cul-de-sac for about 20 years now, so we are very close to our neighbors, especially the neighbors to the right of us. Dale and his wife also have a son the same age as Troy, Chris. Chris and Troy have been friends their whole life. They both are in their second semester as freshman, just in different colleges. Both boys are home on break right now, so we have been seeing a lot of the neighbors. It's not unusual for Dale to come join me in the garage on Saturdays where we make believe we are doing shit but are just day drinking and shooting the shit. I didn't think this day would be any different when I saw Dale walking over. Dale: Hey Craig! You got a minute? Me: What? Why so formal? Come get a beer! Dale: I'm good, but thanks. Can I talk to you about something? Me: Dude, you are acting weird. Of course, you can talk to me about anything! Dale: Cool. So, my wife is at her sisters, so I thought I would surprise her by finally repainting our bedroom, which I have been kicking the can on for months. Chris needed to leave for college a couple days early because of some roommate drama. Well, I painted the bedroom and realized the fumes were sticking around more than I thought, so I went into Chris's room to get some sleep. Me: Oh nice, you have been talking about painting the bedroom for months. Ok so... Dale: Well, as you know, Chris's room faces Troy's room. Me: Yeah, obviously...where we going here? Dale: So, I'm in bed, about to fall asleep with only the TV on when I turn over to the side when I see Troy's light go on. I toy with getting up and closing the curtains but decided to try to turn over, hoping he would shut his light off soon. It was a couple minutes, so I turned back over to look back in that direction and hmm how do I say this. Me: Dale, what the fuck is happening? Spit it out! Dale: So Troy was umm I guess in all his glory right in front of the window, pleasuring himself against the window while just staring into Chris's room. He then ejaculated all over the window, then shut the curtains. Me: (laughing) I'm sorry what? What did you say? Also, why are you talking like some elderly librarian lady? Are you trying to say that my 18yo old, jerked off in his room and forgot to close the curtains? Dale: Ok, you don't have to be a dick. This wasn't a mistake, it was intentional. He was specifically jerking off, for the world to see, staring into my son's room. So, I don't know if maybe there is something going on between our sons or its just something that Troy might be into. If this was anyone else but me, who the fuck knows if they would have called the cops or something. Me: Ok, ok, I hear you and you're right. Let me chat with Troy when he gets home and see what the fuck is up with that boy. Thanks for letting me know! How about that beer now? Dale: No, I should be going, I feel awkward enough right now. See ya! Dale starts walking back to his house and I'm honestly just here scratching my head. Like seriously Troy, what the fuck were you thinking? I never really got any gay vibes from Troy but who the fuck knows. Or maybe he's like his dad and has some kinks about exposing himself? About an hour goes by and I run through some of the script with Troy in my mind and then I see Troy's car come down the driveway. Me: Hey bud, you got a second? Troy: Sure Dad, what's up? Me: Well Dale swung by to come see me today. Troy: Ok, what's new about that? You guys talk every day. Me: Well true but not about this. It's a bit sensitive and was about you. Troy: Me? What? Why? Me: Well Dale slept in Chris's room last night because he was painting his bedroom and needed to get away from the fumes. Troy: Oh fuck! Me: Well yeah, fuck indeed. Apparently, you put on quite the show and had Dale asking a lot of questions about you and you and Chris? Troy: Oh shit, it's nothing like that at all. We are just really good friends and do stupid bro shit to each other to gross each other out or make each other laugh. Me: Umm like jerking off and cumming all over the window? Troy: (Starts laughing) Well that was more of leaving something on the window to gross him out every time he looked over at my room. Me: Ok well it was quite the mess, not sure why you need to do that on the window every night? Doesn't that joke get old? Troy: (Turning Red) Umm well no...I only did that last night..I um...have huge loads when I bust a nut. Me: (turning Red) Oh, wow, oh, ok, well good for you son. (nervously laughing) Like father, like son, I guess. (instantly regretting my words) Troy: (surprised) Oh really? Cool. So, since we are kinda being honest and haven't really talked about this -- yeah I like to gross out Chris but I'm not going to lie, I recently discovered that I like being watched. I have this caught fantasy and a bit of exhibitionism, I guess. Have you ever felt or been into anything like that? Me: Woah, ok, I guess we are going there. Haha never really thought I would be having this conversation with my son. So the quick answer is yes, I have. Before we get into that though, I must stress how possibly dangerous that can be though, especially in today's day and age of cell phone pics/videos, uppity Karen's complaining and how illegal exposing yourself is and the legal ramifications. Which was one of the things that Dale was concerned about because he said if it had been his wife, a friend staying with them or another random neighbor, they easily could have called the cops. Troy: Yeah, I hear you, I wasn't really thinking about that. It was late and I honestly thought it was Chris watching with the lights out. That was one of the riskier things that I have done. I usually keep my actions to safer environments. Me: What? Safer environments? What does that mean? Troy: Oh, nothing drastic -- just online mostly. I realized that I don't care who is watching me, just as long as they are, so I will go on some video sites where members can join a room and just watch me jerk off -- guys, girls, couples, whomever. Regarding anything in public, that has been restricted to just gym showers and men's bathrooms. I'm also never blatantly exposing myself, but if someone wants to watch me or if I know that someone is trying to watch/catch me, it just gets me more turned on and I don't stop. Me: Wow, ok you have thought this out. Again, just be careful and be aware that anyone can snap a pic of you and use it against you at a later time. So not to pry even further but are you gay? Bi? Troy: I don't know honestly. I've only been with girls, and I have never let any of my exposing escapades go any further than watching. But who knows? Me: Wow, how times have changed! Good for you and you know honestly, I'm here for you whatever you decide. Troy: Yeah of course, now onto you old man. Now that you have given me the dad talk about my kinks, tell me about yours. Me: Oh yeah, sorry, kinda thought I would be able to skate by that. Guess not. So, when I was around your age, I also was curious about exhibitionism, voyeurism and caught fantasies. I didn't really have all the video online opportunities growing up that you have now so mine were focused on some of the same places as you mentioned, bathrooms, gyms, showers, etc. I also love being watched and watching. I would fuck girls in college in public places hoping to get caught. I made believe I was asleep and watched my fraternity brother get blown across the room from me, he saw that I was watching, and he started to fuck her mouth more while I started jerking my cock. He loved every second of it and we ended up both blowing our loads at the same time while staring at each other, she never even knew anything was going on. Troy: Wow, well that was a hot story. Damn Dad! Also makes me feel better that I am not some freak about what gets me excited. Me: Oh, never be embarrassed about what gets you off or to pleasure yourself. Just like I said before, you need to be careful. I literally jerked off everywhere and to anything I could when I was your age. Randomly, I have had a similar situation to you and Dale. When I was living with your grandparents, they let me move into the attic, so I had some privacy when I returned home on breaks from college. My windows looked down into the neighbors bedroom windows, so I used to watch them have sex and Mr. Lewis jerk off all the time. They also had a son, a bit older than me, and he literally jerked off all day long. There were times I would be at my window for hours and bust load after load. They never had a clue, or at least I never thought they did. Troy: Oh nice! So random question, Did Dale enjoy the show he got? Hahaha! Me: Really fucking funny Troy. Honestly though, who the fuck knows. He said he didn't get up to close the curtains when he saw you because he didn't feel like getting out of bed, so he just turned around and tried to get some sleep. Troy: Well then how the fuck did he know that I blew my load all over the window? Me: Really with that? I don't fucking know, maybe he turned over at some point and you were finishing? This is crazy that we are talking this way. How about just keep your dick in your pants when windows are open, so we don't have to address this again. Troy: Haha, not a problem. Me: But honestly, jerk off wherever the fuck you want in the house. I don't care. Just be conscious of when your mom is home or can come home. And I can't believe I'm saying this...clean your fucking cum off the window before your mom comes home or if Dale needs to sleep in that room again. Troy: I just had the weirdest conversation with my dad. Not really sure how I am supposed to think about that. Why was I so honest and why was he so honest? And fucking Chris not being home last night. Like what the fuck. I can't believe I jerked off for his dad! I am curious though if Dale was actually watching me though, was he jerking off? Damn, now my dick is stirring. Ok, I must stop thinking about this. Wait, did my dad say I can jerk off wherever I want in the house, even when he is home? Ok I need to stop thinking about all of this, I'm getting so horny. Fuck, I need to give Chris a heads up, let me text him now! Me: Yo, why the fuck didn't you tell me you were leaving for college early? Chis: Hey, sorry last-minute shit with roommates, money, fucking stupid. Me: Ok, so I might have fucked up last night. Chris: WTF u talking about? Me: So, I saw some light in your room, so I thought you were sleeping or whatever. So, I was being a fucking idiot and thought I would jerk off and bust all over the window hoping you would either see me and crack the fuck up or see a gross surprise in the morning. Chris: Umm what? WTF is wrong with you? That is fucking gross! Me: Well, that's not the problem. Chris: Well, wtf is the problem then? Me: So, your Dad was sleeping in your room and he saw me. Chris: WHAT??????????????? Fuck, is this why he texted me and said we really need to talk? Me: Yeah probably, he spoke to my dad already and he thinks that either we are fucking or I'm just fucked up. I told my dad that we are just idiots and do stupid bro shit to gross or crack the other one up. Chris: Well dude, you are fucked up! Seriously WTF? Ok, I'll take care of this. Later dick! Chris and I have been friends our entire life, he's like a brother to me. Yeah, we have jerked off together, compared dicks when younger and even had a threesome with some chick from high school but that's about it. Never really thought anything more about it. I don't know, I just never thought about him in a super sexual way. So, it is kinda funny that both of our dads thought we might be fucking. I guess I wouldn't be opposed to it but I would never make a move to jeopardize our friendship. Ok let me see how much damage I did to this window. I grab some paper towels and some cleaning supplies and approach my curtains. I decided to take a quick peek through to make sure the coast is clear and no awkward eye contact with Dale. Ok cool, Chris's curtains are shut. I open my curtains and chuckle a bit about the whole situation as well as this massive load. Fuck, did I tell my Dad I blow massive loads? And did he say, like father like son? That conversation was so surreal. I start to wipe all my abandoned children off the window when I see Chris's curtains move a bit. I don't think anything of it, but I did an immediate double take when I saw some familiar liquid slowly dripping down Chris's window. Holy Fuck! That's fucking cum on the window. Did Dale blow his load on the window for me to eventually see? He's the only one fucking home. This blew my mind a bit and I was not sure what to do, so I quickly finished cleaning the window and shut the curtains. What the fuck do I do now? What do I do with this information? Do I text Chris? Why the fuck did Dale narc on me to my dad, if he is just going to do the same thing? Maybe he is just a closeted perv? I can work with that! I'll have to think about round 2 later tonight and what kind of show to put on. I head back downstairs and scream out to my dad that I am heading to the gym and will be back later. Craig: I hear Troy scream out to me that he is heading to the gym. Now all I can think about is he's just going to the gym to let guys watch him jerk off. I'm still in a bit of disbelief from that last conversation. That fucking kid. He better have cleaned the fucking window. I headed up to his room to make sure that he listened to me. I opened up the curtains and was happy to see that he cleaned his shit up. I look over to Chris's window and honestly, I can't believe what I am seeing. There is fucking cum dripping down the window. What the fuck? Dale is the only one home. I close the curtains and honestly don't know how to comprehend this information. Like Dale, what the fuck are you doing and why the fuck would you come even say shit to me if you are blasting your load on the window? And are you blasting your load on the window for my son to find? I make my way downstairs and my head is spinning. I wonder if Troy saw Dales cum on the window. I think for right now I am going to keep this to myself and not bring it up to Troy or Dale and see how this plays out. After a couple hours, I heard Troy come in. Me: So how was the "gym?" Troy: Seriously? Air quotes? I tell you shit and then you make fun of me? Me: Oh, calm down, I'm just fucking with you. Troy: Well, if you must know, no, no takers today. Slow day in the showers. But since you are so curious, I did bust my nut all over the shower wall, hoping the cleaning crew finds it. Me: Woah, ok, maybe we are taking this honesty thing a bit too far. Troy: Well, you started it, you asked how the "gym" was. Me: Yeah, yeah, I know. And honestly, I also have dropped many loads in that gym in my time. Troy: Oh really? Well, look at you! Me: Well, all our conversations have been bringing me back to some of my wilder days. Troy: Oh, tell me more... Me: Ok well now that we have crossed many lines between father and son sharing, this goes without saying that anything we talk about stays between us. No Mom, No Chris, no one. Troy: Yeah, well same for me! Me: So at the gym, the last shower on the left side extends a bit further than the right side of showers, so there is a different view from in there and from the right side. Troy: Holy shit, that's where I always jerk off! Me: (laughing) Ok well then you know what I am talking about then. So funny that's the shower you chose. So, there was this one day, I was taking care of business in the shower with the curtain slightly open looking for some prying eyes. Some guy enters the shower across from me with quite the monster between his legs. I start jerking off much more furiously once our eyes keep meeting. We both pulled back the curtain so we both had a clear view. My eyes are darting between his eyes and his cock as he is doing the same. After a few minutes, we both start blasting these massive loads against the shower walls. We both do the obligatory nod and close our curtains. I head back out to the locker room first, while he lingers in the shower. I quickly changed and headed out. Troy: Well, that's fucking hot! And I have so many questions... Me: Oh, I'm not done yet. So, the next day, your Mom and I head to your high school for the parent/teacher thing. We walk in to meet your new English teacher and it's the fucking guy from the gym. I think both of our hearts stopped but we politely just shook each other's hand, listened to him about his teaching plan and both went our separate ways. Troy: SHUT. THE. FUCK. UP! MR. MARSHALL???? Me: I guess, I totally forgot his name. Troy: Well, he was the only new English teacher I had in my 4 years. Also, that was last year. Also, he resigned mid-year to move back home to take care of his sick Dad. Me: Well that explains why we have never crossed paths again. Plus, my gym routine drastically dropped off once work went crazy. Troy: So wait, back up, you said you were going to tell me about your wilder days. This was fucking last year. What about Mom? Me: What about her? I didn't do anything with him. I was just in the same shower area, and someone was watching me jerk off. Sound familiar? Troy: Yes, touché! So, I guess that's kinda hot that both of our loads have coated that last shower stall? Me: Haha, yeah, believe me the cleaning crew must be used to it by now. So, anything close to that happened to you? Troy: Umm, so yeah, and I was never going to tell you but here we are. So, when I was recently home for the holidays from school, I headed to the gym and set up shop in the last shower stall on the left. Which I guess is your shower now. Haha. So, I'm going to town on my cock and some hairy dad like guy starts showering in the stall across from me. He is obviously staring, which is just getting me hornier. I see his hairy dad dick start to get so hard, which gets me even more excited. He starts working his daddy dick hard which just drives me over the edge, and I start blasting my load all over the wall. That pushes him over the edge, he pulls back his curtain and starts shooting everywhere. Some of his cum ends up on his hairy stomach and hand and then he proceeds to scoop it up and lick it off his hand. I've never seen anything like that before live so I quickly closed my curtain and decided to wait him out. I make my way back to the locker room to change and luckily the coast is clear. Me: Wait, you've never tasted your cum before? Troy: Hold on, I'm not done yet and that's not the point here. I just felt like that went a step further than I am used to when people watch me, that's all. And yes, of course, I have eaten my cum. Anyway, later that week, you brought Mom and I to your company holiday party. Me: Oh no! Troy: Oh yes! Haha! So, you introduced me to one of your new employees, Mark. Me: Holy Shit! Mark? What? Mark is married with like a million kids. Troy: Ok well Mark likes to eat his cum! Me: Oh my god, now I will never be able to get that image out of my head. Woah, wait, this is making more sense now. Mark is the only person at work that is so concerned about how you like college and your plans. I honestly just thought he was being overly nice and making small talk. What a fucking perv. Hilarious. Ok why don't we take a break from swapping stories and eat some dinner! Troy: Perfect! I'm starving!