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a true story: Hey Brazen. I Want My Dad. Will You Help? Part II
If you have not yet read Part I, click here: Part I
Part II
About a week or so went by, and I went onto the site to find I had a new message. "Are you there? I have something to tell you. Please be there!"
Luckily it showed Jake was still online when I read it, so I responded immediately. He said he had news. Two nights earlier, he tried exactly what I told him to do. Jake got naked, and walked to the corner where his dad would see him when he peeked his head out.
"Hey Dad. I wanted to grab something from the fridge, but I'm naked. You don't care, right?"
I was so proud Jake even tried it, and so excited just envisioning this scenario and conversation playing out for real! I asked what his father did.
Jake told me, "You're not going to believe what he did. I was only expecting him to say 'yeah, no problem' or whatever. But he didn't say that at all."
"What did he say?" I asked.
Jake told me his father looked straight at him and said, "Wait. Are you telling me you don't care if we’re naked around each other?"
"Yeah!” Jake exclaimed, still peeking around the corner. "We're guys why should we need to keep covering up?"
With that Jake’s dad stood up from his chair, took off all his clothes right in front of his son, and sat back down completely naked. Jake was astonished, both at what had just happened before his eyes and that his dad was even hotter than anything Jake had imagined all these years. But he played it cool, like I told him. In our earlier conversations, I kept advising him that no matter what don’t show that you’re nervous or unsure. Just be natural and comfortable as though you were eating breakfast together. So now that dad is naked in front of his 20 year old son, Jake came out from behind the corner so he was naked in front of his dad as well. He got something from the fridge and instead of going back to his room Jake went over and sat down on the couch. The two of them spent the rest of the evening hanging out together watching TV and talking… completely naked and totally comfortable with it.
In my own head, I was planning out small progressive steps which would gradually get them to a level of comfort with each other. I thought the dad would see Jake naked for a moment while he got something from the fridge and that quick occurrence would simply break the ice and plant the seeds for the next step. To Jake’s surprise and to mine as well, no other steps were necessary. Not only did Jake’s dad leap over steps 2, 3, and 4, he took over the situation and it was HIM who allowed himself to be the first one naked. This surpassed anything that I had expected, and for sure it blew Jake’s mind. It was incredible!! I could feel the excitement jumping from his words as Jake was explaining this to me. It was so much more than he imagined it ever could be. He too expected just a quick walk across the kitchen to expose himself to his dad. Instead, the two of them were naked together and from that moment forward the two of them were naked all the time... morning through night.
Jake couldn't thank me enough times. He said he would never have thought how to get this to happen on his own. I was so freakin' happy and excited for this young stud. He kept telling me how sexy and handsome he always thought his dad was, but now that he could freely see him naked, he told me his dad was so much hotter. He was hung so nice, and his penis was large and beautiful and on full display for Jake to see all the time. And Dad’s body was in very good shape. The man was coated with the perfect amount of hair on his chest, down his abs, and formed into a thick dark bush around his big cock. His impressive frame was supported by strong and hairy legs. Jake said even his feet were sexy. The images I had in my head of this man were getting me really worked up. I started imagining being the trusted friend of Dad's, so when I visited it wasn't necessary for them to put on clothes. In fact, I'd be out of my clothes as well to spend my time naked with my hot friend and his beautiful son. Jake and I ended our conversation on such a high note. I was so pumped for the two of them, and so pumped with the knowledge that I played a part in it.
A few days later, the two of us wound up chatting again. I asked Jake how things were going with Dad. He let me know the two of them were always naked now. They didn't put on clothes unless one of them had to leave the house. It occurred to me that this young man was living his dream, and all I could do was dream of having that too. I have no sons, so this was never to happen for me. He also told me that even though he and his dad had always been close, there was a newfound level of closeness and bonding between the two of them.
At this point Jake and I had been chatting for several weeks and from the details I was getting about him and his father, I had this instinctive feeling that Dad was equally excited about this new development between him and his son. Some clues were... if Dad was uncomfortable with his son’s initial question about being naked, there was no way in hell he would have gotten naked first. He would have been apprehensive and double-triple checking with his son that something like this would be okay. That’s not how it went at all. The way Dad initially reacted, as though it was something he had wanted all along but didn’t want to freak out his son, revealed so much to me. I was becoming more and more curious about Dad, and decided to probe a little deeper.
“Jake, you said it’s been just you and your dad at home since you’re young, right?”
“Yes.“ He said. “It’s just been the two of us for a long time.”
“And during this time did your father ever bring home a girlfriend, or at least have someone you knew he was dating and spent time with?”
“No.”
“So after all these years you're telling me he never met another woman he was willing to at least have you meet?”
“No. When I got a little older, sometimes he would go out and stay out all night.”
“Did you know where he was going or who he was with?”
“No, I figured it was none of my business.”
I countered, “You're his son. It's not just about it being your business, it's also about you being concerned for his happiness.”
“When I was younger I asked him if he wanted to get married again someday and he just said he is fine with just me and him.”
During this discussion about his dad, Jake sent me a face pic of him. In my attempt to be respectful toward Jake and his dad, I will keep my comments toned down. However, the moment I opened the picture I became mesmerized. I was instantly lost in this man’s incredible good looks, short dark hair that covered his head and facial hair that was neatly kept without sacrificing his “man” card. A smile that melted me, and a pair of armor-piercing brilliant blue eyes. Stunning. Just… stunning. There was no question in my mind why Jake would be attracted to this man, and the thought of Dad walking around his house naked with his [also attractive] son was astounding. Oh the places where my mind was going.
As I tried to get refocused on my discussion with Jake, I couldn’t help having my own sexual thoughts about his Dad. More importantly, I also considered that as a single man inevitably he would be having sex too. But with who? Male? Female? I wasn’t sure. As far as I could assume, if the man were having relationships with women, there were enough years of being a single father when he would have brought at least one of them to his home at some given point. At the very least he would have told his son about her when he was going to meet her somewhere. Again, I’m assuming one of these relationships would have had any significance. Unless… maybe there was a reason why the father felt he couldn’t tell his son about these relationships. This kept nagging at me.
My mind finally snapped back to my discussion with Jake, but I was still stuck on how his father fulfilled his needs over the years while keeping it all private from his son.
“He’s a man, as well as being your father. He has needs. In all this time it has been you and him, you know of no relationships at all?”
“No.”
“Do you find that curious in any way?”
“I never really thought about it before.”
I understood that answer immediately. The man is his father, who he idolized and respected. It wouldn’t occur to a loving son to question his dad’s decisions. I found that level of innocent and loving trust in his father to be so admirable and adorable at the same time. My affection [perhaps adoration] for this young man grew two sizes that day.
Jake and I chatted again several days later, talking more about him and his Dad. He loved being able to see his father naked around the house. The object of his lust, love, and the man who created him on full display at all times.
With this deeper level of comfort and closeness between them, Jake asked me if I thought he could take things further. He wanted to see his dad get hard and maybe even jerk off with him. He was so taken by his dad's naked beauty, he needed to know what his dad's big cock looked like hard, and see how he masturbated. What Jake really wanted was that one to one connection when two guys are sexually excited, and cum in front of each other. He wanted that bond with Dad. I understood that more than he could imagine. The problem was he didn't know if it would ruin that comfort level he and his dad had found. It’s one thing to be naked around each other and keep that ‘personal boundary’ thing in good order, and another to sexually satisfy yourself in front of each other. If Dad thinks his son wanted something sexual between them, even something auto-sexual like erections or masturbation, he could get freaked out to the point of not wanting to be naked around his son anymore. It was a risk that could ruin everything. I understood that, too.
Yet that feeling I was getting about his dad kept nagging at me. If Jake’s dad has gone that many years without seemingly ever dating anyone or letting Jake meet someone, it could be because he was with a man and didn't want Jake to see it. Those nights when he didn’t come home, for sure he was getting it on with someone. But with who? Was it a guy? Something told me it was. I didn’t know if I was putting too much of myself into his father’s psyche, but I had such a strong gut feeling I was right and this entire scheme of getting Jake’s dad to open up about nudity, masturbation, and father-to-son bonding was going to happen. All the same, I couldn’t risk too much at once. I didn’t want to mess this up for this awesome young man I was trying help. I decided to take the step by step approach and ease their way into things. Nonetheless, I told Jake that getting his father to be hard and maybe even stroking with him would be easy. The erection part would be simple and I’d be having them together and hard in no time. Quite frankly I don’t know how Jake was able to keep his cock from getting hard all this time. I commend him for his self control at such a young age. All guys get them – it’s a natural thing that happens every day and doesn’t mean there is sexual intent. [I’ll give you proof. As I’m typing this, my dick got hard.]
I felt I would concentrate on the erection part of this plan, and see how that went. I’d be able to get a feel about how Dad would be with masturbation once I knew how the erection part played out. Either way, I didn’t see masturbating as an in-achievable goal if Dad was okay with erections. The way I see it, masturbation is just an extension of that natural thing that all guys do just like erections are something all guys get. If a sexy naked father with a sexy naked son were going to have a conversation about the natural act of jerking off, especially while they were already sporting erections, I couldn’t imagine it not happening. That was going to be my angle, but one step at a time.
“How do you think it would be easy?” Jake asked. I could almost hear the anticipation and excitement in his voice, and our conversation was in print.
“It’s simple.” I said. “I see this happening in several ways, but ultimately the way I think it will work best is if he feels he needs to help you. If he senses he needs to advise, reassure, console, or somehow ease your feelings, he’ll be much more open to things. A dad being there for his son.”
“What do you mean?” Jake asked.
“Set yourself up for a slightly embarrassing or uncomfortable situation so he has the opportunity to help you feel better.”
“I think I get it.”
“A good scenario is the next time you’re watching TV naked or after your shower in the bathroom, let your dick get hard and make sure he notices. When he sees it, he may not say anything so it will be up to you to acknowledge it. Apologize for being hard, and try to cover it up like you were embarrassed by it. I guarantee you he won’t want you to feel embarrassed or ashamed. He’s Dad. He will want you to feel comfortable about it, and more than likely the way he will do that is by telling you, or even showing you, that his gets hard too.”
It seemed Jake latched on to that idea, but asked. “How do you know this would work?”
“If you were my son and you did that with me, it would most certainly work. That’s how I know. This occurrence puts focus on your cocks without you asking for it, and once you’re focusing on your cocks it will be easy to make them the topic of your conversation. While you’re talking, keep touching yours by making nervous adjustments or slight tugs. Put that into his brain. It may not be right away, but he’ll realize you’re okay with touching yourself in his presence, and eventually he will touch himself also. As the atmosphere becomes more relaxed, start comparing your cock to his. He’ll love to know how is son’s cock has developed in relation to his own. Before you know it, he probably isn't going to care if you touch his dick. He may just touch yours, too.”
“No way. You really think that can happen?”
“I do. As long as things progress naturally and not like you’re trying to force things forward. It will be just the natural way it fell into place. The erection thing? I’m positive he’ll do what he can to make you feel better about it. The other stuff may or may not happen right away, but I see it happening.”
“I’m not sure. That seems like way more than he would ever do. I don’t know if I should do that. How do you know this is going to work?
"Because I'm a dad, and that is exactly how it would happen if it were me in this scenario. I'm telling you, this is how it will go with your dad as well. Once you get him in ‘guy’ mode, he’ll want to know the similarities between dad and son penis, just as much as you.”
Jake felt nervous about this next step, but he also knew nothing would go further unless he was bold enough to move it in that direction. Plus, he said he trusted me so he would do as I said. We ended our chat with Jake nervously excited. He knew it would be scary, but the reward was worth the risk.
“Don’t worry.” I told him. “Just gently set the stage for things to happen naturally and at an easy-going pace. Have patience and let your dad settle into things. It will be worth the wait.”
Every few days I'd pop onto the site to see if there was an update, but there wasn't. After about two weeks or so, I figured I wasn't going to hear back anything. Finally, I hit him up to see if he still wanted to talk. He responded the next day, apologizing he hasn’t contacted me. But he had an update.
"So did something happened with your dad?"
“I followed your advice again, and did pretty much exactly what you said.”
“So tell me everything, step by step.” I was bursting through my skin. “What happened?”
“We were sitting watching TV. I was on the couch and he was in his recliner.”
“Were you naked?”
“Yes, we always are now.”
“You sexy stud. What a vision that is in my head of the two of you.”
“lol”
“So keep going.”
“I started thinking about him fucking me, and instantly I got hard. I kept my eyes on the TV, but I started shifting my position like I was trying to adjust myself and I was using my arm to try and hide my dick. I saw his head turn my way out of the corner of my eye, and I knew was looking at my hard cock. He saw I was trying to cover it up, and then I looked over at him as he was staring at me. He could see I was uncomfortable and embarrassed.”
“Did he say anything?”
“It wasn’t just what he said. You’re not going to believe this. It blew my mind.”
End Part II
Coming Soon; Part III
All pictures used are from the internet, and are not of any actual persons involved. They will taken down by request if any copyright or personal ownership can be proven.
All comments and feedback and welcomed and encouraged. I hope you enjoy the story, and my writing.
If you have not yet read Part I, click here: Part I
Part II
About a week or so went by, and I went onto the site to find I had a new message. "Are you there? I have something to tell you. Please be there!"
Luckily it showed Jake was still online when I read it, so I responded immediately. He said he had news. Two nights earlier, he tried exactly what I told him to do. Jake got naked, and walked to the corner where his dad would see him when he peeked his head out.
"Hey Dad. I wanted to grab something from the fridge, but I'm naked. You don't care, right?"
I was so proud Jake even tried it, and so excited just envisioning this scenario and conversation playing out for real! I asked what his father did.
Jake told me, "You're not going to believe what he did. I was only expecting him to say 'yeah, no problem' or whatever. But he didn't say that at all."
"What did he say?" I asked.
Jake told me his father looked straight at him and said, "Wait. Are you telling me you don't care if we’re naked around each other?"
"Yeah!” Jake exclaimed, still peeking around the corner. "We're guys why should we need to keep covering up?"
With that Jake’s dad stood up from his chair, took off all his clothes right in front of his son, and sat back down completely naked. Jake was astonished, both at what had just happened before his eyes and that his dad was even hotter than anything Jake had imagined all these years. But he played it cool, like I told him. In our earlier conversations, I kept advising him that no matter what don’t show that you’re nervous or unsure. Just be natural and comfortable as though you were eating breakfast together. So now that dad is naked in front of his 20 year old son, Jake came out from behind the corner so he was naked in front of his dad as well. He got something from the fridge and instead of going back to his room Jake went over and sat down on the couch. The two of them spent the rest of the evening hanging out together watching TV and talking… completely naked and totally comfortable with it.
In my own head, I was planning out small progressive steps which would gradually get them to a level of comfort with each other. I thought the dad would see Jake naked for a moment while he got something from the fridge and that quick occurrence would simply break the ice and plant the seeds for the next step. To Jake’s surprise and to mine as well, no other steps were necessary. Not only did Jake’s dad leap over steps 2, 3, and 4, he took over the situation and it was HIM who allowed himself to be the first one naked. This surpassed anything that I had expected, and for sure it blew Jake’s mind. It was incredible!! I could feel the excitement jumping from his words as Jake was explaining this to me. It was so much more than he imagined it ever could be. He too expected just a quick walk across the kitchen to expose himself to his dad. Instead, the two of them were naked together and from that moment forward the two of them were naked all the time... morning through night.
Jake couldn't thank me enough times. He said he would never have thought how to get this to happen on his own. I was so freakin' happy and excited for this young stud. He kept telling me how sexy and handsome he always thought his dad was, but now that he could freely see him naked, he told me his dad was so much hotter. He was hung so nice, and his penis was large and beautiful and on full display for Jake to see all the time. And Dad’s body was in very good shape. The man was coated with the perfect amount of hair on his chest, down his abs, and formed into a thick dark bush around his big cock. His impressive frame was supported by strong and hairy legs. Jake said even his feet were sexy. The images I had in my head of this man were getting me really worked up. I started imagining being the trusted friend of Dad's, so when I visited it wasn't necessary for them to put on clothes. In fact, I'd be out of my clothes as well to spend my time naked with my hot friend and his beautiful son. Jake and I ended our conversation on such a high note. I was so pumped for the two of them, and so pumped with the knowledge that I played a part in it.
A few days later, the two of us wound up chatting again. I asked Jake how things were going with Dad. He let me know the two of them were always naked now. They didn't put on clothes unless one of them had to leave the house. It occurred to me that this young man was living his dream, and all I could do was dream of having that too. I have no sons, so this was never to happen for me. He also told me that even though he and his dad had always been close, there was a newfound level of closeness and bonding between the two of them.
At this point Jake and I had been chatting for several weeks and from the details I was getting about him and his father, I had this instinctive feeling that Dad was equally excited about this new development between him and his son. Some clues were... if Dad was uncomfortable with his son’s initial question about being naked, there was no way in hell he would have gotten naked first. He would have been apprehensive and double-triple checking with his son that something like this would be okay. That’s not how it went at all. The way Dad initially reacted, as though it was something he had wanted all along but didn’t want to freak out his son, revealed so much to me. I was becoming more and more curious about Dad, and decided to probe a little deeper.
“Jake, you said it’s been just you and your dad at home since you’re young, right?”
“Yes.“ He said. “It’s just been the two of us for a long time.”
“And during this time did your father ever bring home a girlfriend, or at least have someone you knew he was dating and spent time with?”
“No.”
“So after all these years you're telling me he never met another woman he was willing to at least have you meet?”
“No. When I got a little older, sometimes he would go out and stay out all night.”
“Did you know where he was going or who he was with?”
“No, I figured it was none of my business.”
I countered, “You're his son. It's not just about it being your business, it's also about you being concerned for his happiness.”
“When I was younger I asked him if he wanted to get married again someday and he just said he is fine with just me and him.”
During this discussion about his dad, Jake sent me a face pic of him. In my attempt to be respectful toward Jake and his dad, I will keep my comments toned down. However, the moment I opened the picture I became mesmerized. I was instantly lost in this man’s incredible good looks, short dark hair that covered his head and facial hair that was neatly kept without sacrificing his “man” card. A smile that melted me, and a pair of armor-piercing brilliant blue eyes. Stunning. Just… stunning. There was no question in my mind why Jake would be attracted to this man, and the thought of Dad walking around his house naked with his [also attractive] son was astounding. Oh the places where my mind was going.
As I tried to get refocused on my discussion with Jake, I couldn’t help having my own sexual thoughts about his Dad. More importantly, I also considered that as a single man inevitably he would be having sex too. But with who? Male? Female? I wasn’t sure. As far as I could assume, if the man were having relationships with women, there were enough years of being a single father when he would have brought at least one of them to his home at some given point. At the very least he would have told his son about her when he was going to meet her somewhere. Again, I’m assuming one of these relationships would have had any significance. Unless… maybe there was a reason why the father felt he couldn’t tell his son about these relationships. This kept nagging at me.
My mind finally snapped back to my discussion with Jake, but I was still stuck on how his father fulfilled his needs over the years while keeping it all private from his son.
“He’s a man, as well as being your father. He has needs. In all this time it has been you and him, you know of no relationships at all?”
“No.”
“Do you find that curious in any way?”
“I never really thought about it before.”
I understood that answer immediately. The man is his father, who he idolized and respected. It wouldn’t occur to a loving son to question his dad’s decisions. I found that level of innocent and loving trust in his father to be so admirable and adorable at the same time. My affection [perhaps adoration] for this young man grew two sizes that day.
Jake and I chatted again several days later, talking more about him and his Dad. He loved being able to see his father naked around the house. The object of his lust, love, and the man who created him on full display at all times.
With this deeper level of comfort and closeness between them, Jake asked me if I thought he could take things further. He wanted to see his dad get hard and maybe even jerk off with him. He was so taken by his dad's naked beauty, he needed to know what his dad's big cock looked like hard, and see how he masturbated. What Jake really wanted was that one to one connection when two guys are sexually excited, and cum in front of each other. He wanted that bond with Dad. I understood that more than he could imagine. The problem was he didn't know if it would ruin that comfort level he and his dad had found. It’s one thing to be naked around each other and keep that ‘personal boundary’ thing in good order, and another to sexually satisfy yourself in front of each other. If Dad thinks his son wanted something sexual between them, even something auto-sexual like erections or masturbation, he could get freaked out to the point of not wanting to be naked around his son anymore. It was a risk that could ruin everything. I understood that, too.
Yet that feeling I was getting about his dad kept nagging at me. If Jake’s dad has gone that many years without seemingly ever dating anyone or letting Jake meet someone, it could be because he was with a man and didn't want Jake to see it. Those nights when he didn’t come home, for sure he was getting it on with someone. But with who? Was it a guy? Something told me it was. I didn’t know if I was putting too much of myself into his father’s psyche, but I had such a strong gut feeling I was right and this entire scheme of getting Jake’s dad to open up about nudity, masturbation, and father-to-son bonding was going to happen. All the same, I couldn’t risk too much at once. I didn’t want to mess this up for this awesome young man I was trying help. I decided to take the step by step approach and ease their way into things. Nonetheless, I told Jake that getting his father to be hard and maybe even stroking with him would be easy. The erection part would be simple and I’d be having them together and hard in no time. Quite frankly I don’t know how Jake was able to keep his cock from getting hard all this time. I commend him for his self control at such a young age. All guys get them – it’s a natural thing that happens every day and doesn’t mean there is sexual intent. [I’ll give you proof. As I’m typing this, my dick got hard.]
I felt I would concentrate on the erection part of this plan, and see how that went. I’d be able to get a feel about how Dad would be with masturbation once I knew how the erection part played out. Either way, I didn’t see masturbating as an in-achievable goal if Dad was okay with erections. The way I see it, masturbation is just an extension of that natural thing that all guys do just like erections are something all guys get. If a sexy naked father with a sexy naked son were going to have a conversation about the natural act of jerking off, especially while they were already sporting erections, I couldn’t imagine it not happening. That was going to be my angle, but one step at a time.
“How do you think it would be easy?” Jake asked. I could almost hear the anticipation and excitement in his voice, and our conversation was in print.
“It’s simple.” I said. “I see this happening in several ways, but ultimately the way I think it will work best is if he feels he needs to help you. If he senses he needs to advise, reassure, console, or somehow ease your feelings, he’ll be much more open to things. A dad being there for his son.”
“What do you mean?” Jake asked.
“Set yourself up for a slightly embarrassing or uncomfortable situation so he has the opportunity to help you feel better.”
“I think I get it.”
“A good scenario is the next time you’re watching TV naked or after your shower in the bathroom, let your dick get hard and make sure he notices. When he sees it, he may not say anything so it will be up to you to acknowledge it. Apologize for being hard, and try to cover it up like you were embarrassed by it. I guarantee you he won’t want you to feel embarrassed or ashamed. He’s Dad. He will want you to feel comfortable about it, and more than likely the way he will do that is by telling you, or even showing you, that his gets hard too.”
It seemed Jake latched on to that idea, but asked. “How do you know this would work?”
“If you were my son and you did that with me, it would most certainly work. That’s how I know. This occurrence puts focus on your cocks without you asking for it, and once you’re focusing on your cocks it will be easy to make them the topic of your conversation. While you’re talking, keep touching yours by making nervous adjustments or slight tugs. Put that into his brain. It may not be right away, but he’ll realize you’re okay with touching yourself in his presence, and eventually he will touch himself also. As the atmosphere becomes more relaxed, start comparing your cock to his. He’ll love to know how is son’s cock has developed in relation to his own. Before you know it, he probably isn't going to care if you touch his dick. He may just touch yours, too.”
“No way. You really think that can happen?”
“I do. As long as things progress naturally and not like you’re trying to force things forward. It will be just the natural way it fell into place. The erection thing? I’m positive he’ll do what he can to make you feel better about it. The other stuff may or may not happen right away, but I see it happening.”
“I’m not sure. That seems like way more than he would ever do. I don’t know if I should do that. How do you know this is going to work?
"Because I'm a dad, and that is exactly how it would happen if it were me in this scenario. I'm telling you, this is how it will go with your dad as well. Once you get him in ‘guy’ mode, he’ll want to know the similarities between dad and son penis, just as much as you.”
Jake felt nervous about this next step, but he also knew nothing would go further unless he was bold enough to move it in that direction. Plus, he said he trusted me so he would do as I said. We ended our chat with Jake nervously excited. He knew it would be scary, but the reward was worth the risk.
“Don’t worry.” I told him. “Just gently set the stage for things to happen naturally and at an easy-going pace. Have patience and let your dad settle into things. It will be worth the wait.”
Every few days I'd pop onto the site to see if there was an update, but there wasn't. After about two weeks or so, I figured I wasn't going to hear back anything. Finally, I hit him up to see if he still wanted to talk. He responded the next day, apologizing he hasn’t contacted me. But he had an update.
"So did something happened with your dad?"
“I followed your advice again, and did pretty much exactly what you said.”
“So tell me everything, step by step.” I was bursting through my skin. “What happened?”
“We were sitting watching TV. I was on the couch and he was in his recliner.”
“Were you naked?”
“Yes, we always are now.”
“You sexy stud. What a vision that is in my head of the two of you.”
“lol”
“So keep going.”
“I started thinking about him fucking me, and instantly I got hard. I kept my eyes on the TV, but I started shifting my position like I was trying to adjust myself and I was using my arm to try and hide my dick. I saw his head turn my way out of the corner of my eye, and I knew was looking at my hard cock. He saw I was trying to cover it up, and then I looked over at him as he was staring at me. He could see I was uncomfortable and embarrassed.”
“Did he say anything?”
“It wasn’t just what he said. You’re not going to believe this. It blew my mind.”
End Part II
Coming Soon; Part III
All pictures used are from the internet, and are not of any actual persons involved. They will taken down by request if any copyright or personal ownership can be proven.
All comments and feedback and welcomed and encouraged. I hope you enjoy the story, and my writing.
