Caught Dad wanking

New to writing  I know this won't be perfect, but I hope you guys enjoy the story. I have updated the story a little to improve the original.

My name is Cam. I'm 18 with have dusty blonde hair and dark brown eyes. I'm 5'7 and have a normal body, perhaps a little on the slim side. Some people have called me cute, but for all intents and purposes I'd say I'm rather plain looking, not particularly ugly and not particularly handsome just the kind of guy you see walking down the street every day.

I'd like to think I lead a pretty regular life. I like to swim, I enjoy games of Warhammer and I spend my evenings with my friends. 

The thing is, I have a big secret... I am sexually attracted to my own father. 

For as long as I could remember I always had a thing for my dad. Well, I guess, it was more than a thing. If I'm being honest, things had started to become like a longing or unfulfilled need. 

Every since I was a kid I always wanted to be close to dad. I'd always be by his side and never want to leave his sight. My favoute thing to do lay my head on his lap when we watched tv, or to hold his hand tightly when we walked down the street. As long as I was near him I was happy.

Eventually, he told me I was too old for that kind of thing and that I couldn't spend all my time holding onto him or being around him. He encouraged me to spend time with my friends and build a life where he was part of my world, but not the focal point. I suppose he did what he thought was right and we slowly have to learn to detach from our parents, even if we don't want to. 

I dont know know exactly when it happened, but at some point, my want to be around dad changed. My thoughts became less about being in his comapany and significantly more about wanting him sexually.

The older I got, the more constant and persistent my thoughts of touching dad got. I knew it was dirty and kind of wrong, but that didn't stop me longing for him. 

Late at night, I would close my eyes and imagine his body pressed against my back and his dick deep inside if me. I fantasised about him pushing himself as far as he could into my hole and filling me with so much cum the excess would fall out of me and soak the bedsheets. Fuck. I wanted it so bad.

This is where we come to last night. The night where everything started between dad and I, and my fantasies started to come true. 

It was about 5am and the morning was pitch black. I awoke naturally to use the toilet, as had become daily routine, and let out a big stretch. 

Still dazed from just waking up, I left my room and started to quietly, and slowly, walk down the corridor. The floorboards where old and creaky so I stepped carefully not to wake dad up.

As I passed dad's room, I sneakily peered inside to see him sound asleep. 

He was a truly beautiful man. He had mid length dark brown hair and a few days worth of stubble. He always slept with his hands in his boxers and on lay top of the sheets. His body was slim and mostly smooth, with a slight dusting of chest hair.

I stared for a little longer than I should have, but I took my opportunity to drink in the beauty of my dad. He was often covered up when he was awake, so this was one of the only chances I had to perv on him properly, it wasn't something to be wasted.

My dick started to become hard in my pajama bottms and my breath became intense. I started to think about licking him up and down until I had gently covered every inch of his body. Fuck. That would be so good.

My hand started to drift downwards and gently clasped onto my dick. As I watched dad's soft breathing, I started to play with myself, my hand gradually becoming drenched in precum. 

The need to masturbate was becoming overwhelming... fuck. I wanted to cum right there and then, but I knew I couldn't risk getting caught. Gathering all of my self control, I dragged myself away, lapping up my own cum as I walked to the bathroom.

As I left the bathroom and started to make my way back to my bed, I started to hear a quite moaning. I wasn't sure what it was or where it was coming from, until I got closer to dad's room and realised it was coming from inside.

I peered into dad's room again, I guess it was partly to check on him, but mostly it was curiosity.That's when I saw the best sight of my full life. 

My dad was had his dick out and was wanking himself. Fuck. I couldn't believe it. 

His dick was gorgous. It was a nice size, at least 8 inches and really quite thick. His eyes were fixated on his own meat and his low moans sent a shock of electric through my body.

I watched in complete awe as dad pleasured himself, eyes locked in on the sight in front of me. My dick was so hard that it began to pulse and rub against the cotton of my pjs. 

Dad moved his hands up and down the length of his dick, not letting a single inch go untouched. He was lost in a moment of sexual bliss, being sure to  making the most of each stroke.

After a few minutes of gentle playing, dad spit in his hand and rubbed his palm over the head of his dick. As he did, he let out a high pitched moan and his body began to shake. 

Fuck. I knew this was wrong, I shouldn't be watching but I wasn't about to stop. 

Dad's breathing became shallow and fast as he wanked faster and faster. I could tell it wouldn't be long now until he came. I leaned in closer, completely hypnotized by his lustful spell of moans and exhales. This was too much. 

'Fuck' said dad with a slight growl as his body began to quivver and he picked up more speed, his breathing now erratic. 

This was it. He was about to finish.

He threw his head back and relaeased a large stream cum all over his soft belly and black boxers. 

A bead of sweat dripped from the top of my neck down my back, as I watched dad get his breath back and mindfully rubbed his cum into his own dick.

I clapsed my hand over my mouth as I let out a sigh and came right there in my own boxer shorts. Almost instantly the sheer volume was too much for my bottoms to handle, the extra liquid dribbing down my right leg. 

Holy fuck. I became slightly dizzy with pleasure, as I tried to process what I had just seen. The man lusted after my whole life, my dad, just wanted to completion right in front of me. Fuck. 

Dad lay back down and went back to sleep, non the wiser that his son had been watching him. His deep blue eyes disappearing until he would next wake up. 

I walked back to my bedroom and quietly got back into bed, making sure to take off my cum covered clothes. All the while, my  repressed desrised screamed in my head. 

What would happen now? Would I tell him what I saw? Would I be able to contain myself now that I had tasted forbidden fruit?

I closed my eyes tightly and dreamed of dad's dick all night. I can say without a doubt, they were the best dreams I ever had.

To be continued