Dad Teaches Son About Becoming A Man

Last night was another full of blissful dreams, most of them involving Dad. With me doing things to his bulge. I never cross past the tantalising line of his boxers in my dreams (as much as I try)... but I don't need to. When I wake up, it's the usual again. Cum soaked sheets. Damn... These dreams have been happening so often nowadays. It's been really hard to keep sneaking my sheets into the washing every morning. But then these dreams are probably the closest I'll ever get to my dad's bulge... so I guess I won't complain.

I get up, and wait for my morning wood to disappear. It's really annoying not being able to get rid of it faster. I remember a couple of the boys at school would joke about their morning wood's sometimes and how they 'took care of it', but I don't really understand how that works... Once my shaft finally lowers, I make my way out of the room and sneak down the stairs past the lounge and to the washing machine. 

In the lounge, my Dad lays across the sofa. As ever, (when mom's away), he's just wearing his classic, plaid boxer shorts. I swear he's been wearing the same ones for a few day's now. But I won't complain. I take a moment to have a look at him. His thick, strong chest boasting a jungle of hair that then trails down his stomach, eventually into his boxers where I can see his bulge which is (as ever), almost bursting open the buttons on the front. As I look in, he reaches his hand down into his sweaty underwear, gives his massive bull balls a good scratch, then brings his hand back up for a sniff. God, how I wish I could've be there to smell that musky scent on his hands. I find myself getting another boner and quickly make my way to the washing machine, dump the dirty sheets in there and start it off. Good.

That night, with it being the first that Mom was away on one of her new business trips. Dad decided it was gonna be a fish and chips night. When he came back from the chip shop, he immediately stripped down to his now 4 day old boxers and sat on the sofa, digging into his chips. 

After a while of sitting there with him, trying my hardest to actually watch the TV, I saw as he dropped a chip down onto his sweaty, hairy, belly... but he just immediately picked it off and ate it. Something about that really turned me on and I tried my best to angle my boner away from him whilst still watching his hairy, well built body relax on the sofa and catch him obviously stuff his hands down his boxers every now and then to adjust and then leave it there cupping his goliath sized bulge.

After a couple more programs, he decided he'd watched enough and went up to bed. Ruffling my hair in the way he always would as he walked past me. All I could keep my eyes on was the size of his bulge in my eyeline and I was almost certain that I saw his shaft rise slightly as he left the room and went upstairs. After a while, I followed him up and went to bed myself, again, falling victim to the vivid dreams of his massive bulge hiding beneath that dank, sweaty fabric.

This morning I woke up again to the cum stained sheets. I made a proper mess last night. Damn. I unstick myself from the sheets and go to change my boxers too, but find that I don't have any left. Well... guess I'll have to keep the dirty ones on then. Oh well. Again I wait for my morning wood to subside and then sneak downstairs, past dad where I take a sneaky look in on him. His body lounging on the sofa again, watching TV. I notice he also hasn't changed his boxers still, the 5 day old fabric clinging tightly now to his gigantic package, and I'm almost certain I saw a stain on them just like on mine. But I continue past and dump my clothes in the wash again. Good.

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Two more days have passed now and everything's been pretty similar, though my dreams have been getting so vivid, and dad's bulge has been getting so much more enticing that my boxers will soon be a different colour with all of the stains on them. I've decided not to change them now, partly because I'm too lazy to wash more and moreso because Dad still hasn't changed his and I like the feeling of matching him.

With mom still being away, Dad decided tonight would be another for fish n' chips. As usual, he gets in the door, strips down to his hot, sweaty boxers again (which I'm now certain have stains on them), sits down and digs in. I follow him in, and start eating. After a while, I notice him brooding over something. Stroking his moustache and beard as he does. Eventually he asks,

"Say Son, how come you never strip down to your boxers?"

"Uh... what?"

"Well with Mom not being around, I just don't see why you wouldn't?"

"Oh. Er. Well... like. You're my Dad. Wouldn't it be weird to be together... like... half naked?"

"Why should it be? I mean, we all have bodies son! And it feels so good! Believe me!"

"Erm. I don't know... I guess I'm just happier in my clothes."

He scratches his chest hair and yawns. Stretching his arms out showing me his bulging muscles and musky armpits whilst doing so.

"If you say so son! Just know I don't mind!"

"Sure dad..."

After a while of feeling slightly uncomfortable, I finish up my food and head upstairs to my room slightly early. Really... I would've loved to have joined him in being half naked. But... I don't think I'd have been able to hide my raging boner then.

After a few hours passed, I'd already stripped down to my cum dried boxers and was lying in bed watching some Youtube on my phone when my dad walked in. Surprisingly, he was fully clothed in his classic shirt and trousers. His bulge still very much showing, chest hair poking out the top of his shirt and arms straining slightly against his sleeves. As he walks in, he ruffles my hair in the usual way and sits on the end of my bed, placing down a bag on the floor. 

" Hey there bud. We need to have a little talk."

"Oh okay. Sure... what's up?"

He takes a moment to think, stroking his facial hair again. Something about him on the end of my bed, sitting there with his 'manly' presence. It really turns me on, and I take a second to hide my boner under the sheets.

"Well... I suppose I'll just jump straight to the point. Your mom and I have been noticing for a while now that you've been washing your sheets quite a lot. Of course, this is natural for a boy of your age... but. Well it's just been happening a lot more recently and I was just. Ahem. Well... wondering whether you have been trying to... release... some of the pressure at all or... well yeah?"

I suddenly start to panic. How does he know? How the fuck does he know about the sheets?! I'd been so careful for them not to see! Mom knows too!!!? Oh god... what's she going to think of me?! I've always been her 'innocent little boy'. What about now?! Oh god no!!

My Dad seems to notice my sudden panic...

"Woah son! Don't worry about it! It's all completely natural! God, I'd had loads of those dreams at your age. But, it's just... we haven't really noticed... if you've been trying to relieve yourself at all?"

"What do you mean?"

"You know son! Relieving yourself?... wanking?"

"I... uh... don't understand?"

"Don't tell me you've never had a wank before son!"

"No... I. This is a bit weird to talk about... but like. I don't know. I guess I just never really understood how to."

"Jeez! So you're tellin' me you never messed about with some of the boys at school?! You never talked about wanking?!"

"What?! No!"

"Wow. I remember talking and experimenting with a few guys back in the day... God boy. So you're telling me you don't know how to do it?"

In that moment I notice my Dad's bulge get slightly bigger.

"No. I've tried a few times. But nothing's ever worked."

"God Son-"

He looks down at where my boner is making the sheets rise.

"Wow you really need to go don't you."

"Yeah... my balls have been really hurting a ton recently."

"God I bet they have! Jeez son. I- I..."

By this point I can see my Dad's boner is starting to want to escape his trousers.

"Dad. I- Could you... like... show me? How it works?"

He takes a second to think and gives my boner another look.

"Damn boy you really need to go."

"Yeah..."

Another moment, and I see his eyes change slighty, his mind made.

"Alright then. I'll give you a rough idea. Okay Bud?"

I nod and he gets up. 

"Though... Don't tell your mom about this. I'm not sure how she'd feel about me showing you this..."

"Sure Dad! Don't worry."

"Okay then. Good boy."

He then unbuttons his shirt, revealing his massive, strong chest. Then he unzips his fly and lowers his trousers. There isn't much space between us now, and I can get a look at his body in complete detail. He is so beautiful, his massive body towering over my bed. His beautiful chest hair covering his hard muscular chest and then drifting down his stomach into his boxers. From here, I can really make out the stains on them and they're almost certainly cum. This makes me really hard under the sheets and I start to precum very slightly. God. He sits down on the bed again.

"Well come on then son, you can't really learn how under there can ya?"

"Alright..."

I take the sheet off myself and sit back down closer to Dad, trying my best to take in the scent of those old, stained boxers and the bulge that was now making a tent in them underneath.

"Oh god son! Those boxers are a mess! Look at all those cum stains on them! Jeez..."

"So are yours!"

"Hah. Well... yeah. To tell you the truth I just like the feeling of them."

"Hah... yeah me too Dad."

"Well... I guess they gotta come off at some point though!"

And with that he slides them off in a quick movement. And wow. Dad is a fucking stud. His balls are like a bulls, tugging down on his thick, hair covered scrotum. And his shaft... it's gotta be at least 9 inches! And it's fucking thick! I then also notice that it's slick with precum. Jeez. He then pulls his balls up, unsticking them from the sides of his thighs and they look even bigger than before.

I notice him looking at me and then decide I need to take off mine. I remove mine and throw them to the top of my bed, on top of Dad's. I worry about what he's going to say... I'm not close to him in size and I'm no where near as hairy... but-

"Wow son! Look at you... you've grown massive! And look at all of that hair! God you've really grown up. You're becoming a proper man now."

With that he ruffles my hair in his Dad way and I put my arm around him.

"Thanks Dad."

"You know... I'm proud of you that you're willing to do this with me. It's a bit... strange. I know. But it just goes to show how much you've matured."

I feel so happy. So happy. We hug each other and whilst it's not got anything sexual about it. I still get even harder, feeling my own chest brush against his hairy one. I feel so safe in his embrace.

"So... I guess I better get telling you how this all works!"

"Sure!"

"Right then. It's pretty simple really... you just grab it with your hand like this."

He demonstrates.

"And then you slowly move the skin up... and down... and up... and down."

I watch as he pulls his foreskin back along his massive head, and with that I can see a steady trickle of precum oozing out of the end. He makes a very slight sounds as he does and I can tell he likes it. Then he stops...

"You kinda see how it works son?"

"Yeah... I guess."

"Go on then... you give it a go!"

This can't be real. I just watched my Dad play with himself... and now he's asking me too... I've gotta be in heaven.

I do as he says though, trying my best not to get too overexcited. But Dad jumps in...

"Woah woah woah son. Not that fast yet. You should try it slower! Like this."

With that, he reaches his hand over and places it over my dick. I can feel the remainder of his precum on his hand on my dick and it feels amazing. His man juices next to mine. Wow. Then he begins sliding my cock up and down real slow... I might be in heaven. This is something I never thought could happen in my wildest dreams.

"Fu- damn... that feels so good."

"Son. I think we're past the stage of you not swearing in front of me."

"Hah.. yeah okay dad."

After another stoke or two, he takes his hand away and I'm slightly disappointed, though I try not to show I liked it too much.

"Okay son. So... you got the hang of that?"

"Yeah. I guess."

"Oh... yeah I almost forgot!"

He takes the bag from beside him and rummages in there. He then pulls out a few items.

"Right son. So now you know how that works, there's a few things here to help you."

"Okay?"

"So here's some lube, condoms, and a lock for your room. Also I bought a few magazines but-"

"Wait... what's all this stuff do?"

"Wait... son. Really? You- well... I guess if you didn't know what- Did you learn anything in sex ed?"

"No..."

"Didn't think so. Still... I guess it gives up some 'bonding time' huh kiddo?"

We both laugh at this. Both kinda feeling awkward. But I get the feeling Dad's kind of... well... I don't know.

"Right, so... the lube goes on like this."

He puts some in his hand and slathers it over his dick.

"And it makes it easier to... jerk off. Yeah?"

"Can I try some Dad?"

"Sure kiddo!"

I go to hold out my hand, but he just lathers the remainder from his hand onto my cock and gives it one or two more strokes. The feeling of his strong, veiny hands over my cock... god I can't believe this...

"And then... uh. You put condoms over your dick. To stop you from getting girls pregnant. Though if you were to ever do it with a guy, you should also use one then!"

"What? Uh. Why would I do it with a guy!?"

"Well... I don't know! I suppose this is kinda a question for another time... but. Do you like girls? Son?"

Oh boy. This is something that I've considered for all 18 years of my life. I've always found girls cute but... when I started high school... I started to notice how much guys turned me on. Mostly the gym teacher to begin with... so big and hot. I'd always catch glimpses of him as he's walk past us. He was hairy too... But he could never compete with Dad. Compared to Dad, he was a twink. Still... I like girls! But... well... boys are... my dad... he. I don't know if I should tell him. But then he's opened up to me so much tonight. I kinda feel like...

"I... I uh. I kinda like... both."

"So girls and boys?"

"Yeah..."

"Well! I guess we're the same then aren't we boy!"

"Wait you're..."

"You bet!"

The relief of telling him is immense. Maybe more than that... I think the fact he is too... I suddenly find that I can't stop myself from crying. I don't want to, but the tears are just coming. I try to hide my face and scoot away from him, but he picks me up onto his lap and holds me in his arms.

His great big arms surrounding me, keeping me safe. My naked body curled up on his. I can feel his massive balls beneath me, and his precum leaking out of his hard cock onto my leg... and I just feel so happy... and safe.

"It's okay son... It's okay. Don't worry about it."

He sooths me with his deep, gruff tones and kisses my cheek, his whiskers brushing against my skin.

After an age of sitting there, I finally calm down. His arms are still around me and I again notice how beautiful of a man he is. Both in body... and soul.

"So Dad...?"

"Yes Son?"

"How exactly does... sex work? Between guys?"

He seems kind of taken aback... but doesn't take his arms away from around me.

"Well son. It works very similar to with girls... but instead of going up her vagina, a man will penetrate another man's asshole."

"Oh... okay."

"But like I said before... you need to wear a condom still when you do this."

"Right... why?"

"Well... it helps to protect from STD's."

"Oh yeah... we learnt about them!"

"Oh good! At least that damn school taught you something!"

"Haha... yeah."

"Hmmm..."

I turn to look at Dad in the eye and he stares back at me. His chiselled features making me feel even more in love with his body.

"Dad."

"Yes son?"

"Could you show me how to use a condom?"

"Sure Son!"

With that, he picks me up again, and spreads his legs apart and places me inbetween. He then takes out a condom from it's packaging and holds it in his hand.

"This ones an XL... and given you're size. I think it'll probably fit you just fine. I was gonna have them... but- Anyway, so you find the top bit here see?"

As his arms wrap around me, showing me the way that the condom works. I can feel his dick on my back and balls on my bum, precum leaking down my back through my asshole. God... it feels so hot... and I swear I just felt his hips buck very slightly. But he carries on regardless...

"So then. You roll back you're foreskin."

He does this for me.

"Place the condom on the head of your penis."

He does so, his hips bucking again behind me.

"And roll it down you're cock..."

He rolls it down and encases my dick within the latex barrier. I've always wanted to try one out, and it's kinda cool... but then... as he strokes me. I notice the sensation is dulled a bit.

"It doesn't feel as good anymore."

"No it won't son... but that's okay. You don't need to keep it on now."

He rolls it back off and drops it in the bag. At this point. He's bucking his hips against me every few seconds and the precum coming out of him has made a puddle of it between us. I look back at him again, into his deep, loving eyes. I don't know whether it's worth it.... but I want to so badly... I lean my face in towards his... 

And he leans in towards me too. Our lips meet... his thick facial hair brushing against my own peach fuzz. I feel him hug me in closer and his hips buck against me again. I love this so much. His big hairy arms enveloping me. His hairy chest brushing against me. And his thick, manly cock pulsating... He pulls away.

"Dad... I. I... want to-"

"Son... Do you want me to show you how you become a man?"

"Yes Dad. Please... Show me..."

"It'll hurt son."

"I don't care Dad. I want to do it."

"My Dad didn't show me till I was 18 either..."

"Grandpa showed you how too?"

"Hah... yeah. Though I had some experience before didn't I boy! Haha! But I'll show you the proper way. The family way."

"I'm ready Dad."

"Good b- Good man. I love you son."

"I love you too dad!"

And with that, he picks me up and throws me down on the bed. He then get's some lube on his hand and stands up over me. His massive manly body towering above mine, his cock and balls the biggest I've seen them and dripping continuously with precum. I just can't resist slurping it up of the end and do it. Taking in his scent as I do. He pushes me back down.

"Not yet son! Not yet!"

I relish the flavour of him and wait patiently as he lifts up my legs and butters my ass with lube.

"Wait Dad. Didn't you say you needed a condom?"

"Hah son. This is family... you can trust me."

And with that he slowly picks up my legs and positions his shaft into my ass. He slathers any remainder of lube around there and I'm already feeling so turned on... I swear I might cum. 

He then starts to push his head through my innocent hole and I have to try my best not to scream. Dad obviously notices and pulls out immediately. He pulls me up and hugs me again. 

"We don't have to do this son. We don't."

"No Dad. I want to. I really really want to."

"I don't want to hurt you son. I-"

"Dad... please."

I look at him... hoping... wishing he'll continue. I see his features scrunch up... considering me. But then he seems to make up his mind. He pushes me back down. And I think it's over... but then he lifts up my legs again.

"I'll go slow okay son?"

"Yes Dad. Just do it... please."

With that he starts again. The pain is back again... like before. I can't help but let out a little whimper. Each moment that passes feels like an eternity and yet he still keeps coming... more and more of him. Stretching my untouched hole out. It finally get's to a point where I can't help but scream out, but Dad picks up his dirty boxers and shoves them in my mouth. 

"Shut up boy. Only a bit more."

I continue my screams, muffled now by his boxers in my mouth. I can taste his dried up cum in them... it's so hot. I lick at them as much as I can trying my best to focus on his taste and musk than the searing pain down below. 

Finally... I can feel his balls up against my ass.

"Okay boy."

He takes his boxers out of my mouth.

"You ready?"

"Yes. Dad. I'm so ready."

"You sure? You're mom says I can get rough som-"

"Dad. I want you to fuck me. I want you to show me how to be a man."

"Hah. That's my boy."

And with that, he starts to fuck me. He draws his dick... in... and out of me. Slow... to begin with... I feel like I'm in heaven. I don't get how it doesn't hurt as much anymore... but no... this is fucking bliss.

"Harder. Dad. Pl- please."

I can see something in his eyes change and he begins to speed up. God it feels so good. Now he's starting to grunt. Low sounds. Glutaral sounds. He's breeding me.

"Oh. Fuck. Ah. Fuck Dad. That. Ugh. Oh. Yes Dad. Fuck... Ah."

"You like that boy?!"

"Yes Dad. Ahh!"

"Yeah I bet you do! You like your Dad inside you!"

"Mmm... Yes. Ahh."

I wrap my legs round his back, forcing him into me harder. And reach up to feel his hairy, perfect, bulky body. His thrusting gets faster and faster. I can feel his cock... stretching me. Pleasuring me. Completing me.

"AH! DAD! FUCK! ME! OH! SHIT!"

"Yeah!!?! You like that Son!?! Ugh! You like you're Dad inside you?!"

I love this... His balls slapping against my ass.

"YES! DAD! AHH! SHIT!"

His sexy, hairy body pounding mine.

"Shit son! You're such a good boy!"

He's not fucking me.

"Letting your Dad fill you up with the juices that made you!"

He's making love to me.

"FUCK SON. I LOVE YOU. UGH! SO MUCH!

"I LOVE! AHH! AH! YOU! FUCK! TOO! DAD!

After another maybe 10 minitues or maybe 10 hours... I don't care... Dad's finally getting there. And so am I.

"Fuck... FUCK. SON. I'M GONNA! FUCK! I'M GONNA FUCKING CUM!"

He seems like he's gonna pull out, but I wrap my legs round him harder. Forcing him to stay inside me. He looks up and me. And he knows... and I see his eyes change again. 

He's gone fucking primal. He grunts. His hairy body slamming against mine. His goliath balls... full of his man juice. Full of the DNA that made me, pumping up. Ready to cum in my hole. His dick. His gorgeous piece of meat. Inside me. Right where it should be. He lets out another growl.

"FUCK DAD! I'M GONNA CUM TOO!"

Finally... he thrusts like none of the ones before. His balls smack off my ass. His whole body pulsates over mine and he pulls me up to kiss him. As he does, I can feel him inside me. Get bigger... and bigger. His load rushing through his dick. And then...

His hot, thick, creamy load. My Dad's DNA spurts out into me. His thick man juice filling me up. I can feel it run through me. Dripping out my ass and onto the sheet below. I think that's it. But he just keeps coming and coming and coming. More and more of his juices filling me. And that's it. I'm over the edge. Whilst his tongue finds it's way round my mouth, and his body encapsulates mine. And his dick, continues spurting his juices into me. I cum. My first waking orgasm. And like Dad's. It's never ending. I cum all over myself and his stomach. I'm beyond heaven. This is ecstasy. This is... This is...

My Dad pulls out of me and looks at the mess we've made. The sweet, love making mess... created by father and son. He leans down to my ass and licks up his own cum, dripping from my ass. Then he moves to my stomach and licks up my own from there. Then he comes up to my face. And kisses me. We swirl around our juices in our mouths. Our tongues battling for the mixture of our sweet cum. Finally he pulls away and we both swallow.

He then takes up his boxers and wipes up as much of the mess as he could. I do the same and then he takes me up in his arms and we lie together.

"Well son... that's it."

"What do you mean Dad?"

"You're finally a man."