Busted!

Dad looked so amazing that hot Summer afternoon. He was 49 when I was born so by my peak jerk off years he was in his early sixties and handsome as hell. Silver wavy hair, tan, broad muscular shoulders and big arms covered in the tatts he’d gotten while in the coast guard and the navy. 

By comparison I was half his size, slim with a head of floppy dark hair, a tan smooth body and a dick with a mind of its own. I had already jerked off once that day already, but what happened next had me yanking on it all afternoon! 

I’d sat in the living room near the air conditioner where dad was watching TV, he’d fallen asleep mid afternoon as usual, wearing just loose boxers with his big balls just on the verge of tumbling completely out the baggy boxer leg

Every day after school I rushed home hoping to catch dad alone. I’d quietly slip into the big chair across from him stretched out on the sofa, watching his balls sag and hang, roll back and forth and then the sight I always waited for, that soft uncut thick cock of his flopping out, nestled between those big goose egg balls.  

 It started off with my just sneaking peeks at daddy and jerking off, sometimes just once or twice before he woke up, but sitting there so close to him, my hard cock in my fist, stroking it and jerking off and coming I got so turned on seeing his balls, his cock, but I realize how hard I got and how much I shot and how far I shot, it was more than just looking at him, but just being so close to him and I wanted him to see me too.

One afternoon I decide I wanted him to see my cock too so I made sure I woke him up as I came in the door, said hi, commented on how hot it was. He was spread out on the sofa, one big muscular arm behind his head and one leg up with a peek of ball showing…perfect.

 I noticed his beer was empty and grabbed one for him while I was in the kitchen getting a soda. He said thanks, asked how school was and sleepily sipped his beer as the tv quietly droned on in the background.

I quickly slipped into my bedroom ripping off my clothes and returned wearing a tee shirt and my very short gym PE shorts I’d brought home from school. They cupped my little ass, my long tan smooth legs looked great in them and it took very little effort I could pop my cock out of them, just a shift in my chair and I could show dad my cock but still innocently pretend it was an accident.

Dad lounged there now, sipping his beer, stretched out just a few feet away from me. I’d assumed the same position he was in, arm up behind my head, one knee up, and peering out from under my hair I’d let fall into my face so he couldn’t see my eyes on him.

At one point he called my name, I pretended I was asleep, I saw him get up and walk into the kitchen and return with another beer, perfect, he was a lightweight he’d be asleep in no time and even better he thought I was sleeping.

sitting there so close to him I once again could see his balls, so big and loose just sagging out of his shorts, his uncut cock soft and thick nestled between them. I was so hard, my cock was stiffer than it had ever been in my life so I went for it, I sleepily shifted just a bit in my big cushy armchair enough for the head of my dick to poke out from my gym shorts. 

   I shifted again,releasing a soft moan. This time dad landed over and his eyes locked on my hard cock. He looked away quickly, but I was so turned knowing dad had seen my cock! and not just that, he’d seen my boner! I was so turned on my cock was throbbing and drooling precum!

I shifted again and dad again glanced over. Peering out from under my hair I could see him slowly taking in my slim young body stretched out in front of him. His eyes kept searching my long tan legs, stopping to rest on my hard on as it throbbed and oozed only a few feet away.

I was in heaven, I was showing my dad my hard cock, leaking cum and I could see his cock and balls too. He even had to reach down, adjusting himself, and giving his own cock a squeeze at the same time. 

   I was about to shift my position again and figured that with just enough pressure and slowly  rubbing my cock in and out of my shorts I could shoot a load right there in front of daddy! No hands, not blatantly jerking off, a perfectly normal wet dream for a guy my age. 

  Just then I felt dads hand on my shoulder “hey wake up” I groggily faked being half asleep “what! Oh, hey dad” he pointed to my boner “you’re stick’n out in your sleep there son” I acted embarrassed “oh sorry dad, it’s always like that when I wake up” I smiled shyly “I should buy longer shorts”:he laughed and I added “you should too”:and nodded at his gorgeous cock and balls hanging down the leg of his boxers. He faked a cough and laughed, tosseled my hair and adjusted himself back into his shorts laughing.

Soon he was back asleep and after exposing myself to dad  I needed badly to Jack off a huge load. I was just about to pull out my boner and Jack it when I noticed dads cigarette was just getting ready to slip off the big amber glass ashtray. I immediately reached over just in time to save the house from burning down, or at least burning a hole in moms coffee table which would have made life miserable for all of us for quite a while!

 As I placed dad’s cigarette back into the ashtray I looked down and took a rally good look of those big balls of his hanging out. I’d never been so close to them. Every day it was always dad in the sofa, me in the big chair, dad would fall,asleep and that’s when I’d take the opportunity to get a good look at his cock and balls and I’d jerk off a nice 

But this time I was wishing just inches of those gorgeous balls and cock of his having leaned across him to catch that burning cigarette. I couldn’t stop myself. I reached down and very gently cupped his big balls in my hand.

They were smooth and warm and firm, surrounded by a huge sack of soft sagging, pink skin. I stretched my fingers a little further barely supporting both balls in my hand as I gently lifted them feeling their weight, he was hung like a horse! 

I softly stroked the back of his nutsack with my fingertips and kept barely lifting those big balls up and own while all the time making sure dad was still asleep! I was just barely touching him, I couldn’t risk his waking up and catching me! 

I suddenly felt a wetness on my hand, dads cock had slipped out and all the gentle rubbing and massaging had gotten him half hard and he was now drooling precum into the palm of my hand. I immediately tasted it, lapping it up from my hand. It was sweet and was now drooling down his foreskin and stiffening cock.

By then I didn’t care if he woke up or not. I had dads hard cock in my hand and very slowly and gently stroked it  while I stroked the back of his nutsack with the tips of my fingers on my other hand.

   Dad shifted and moaned softly, but his eyes were still closed so I figured he was eithe still out or just playing along, frankly I didn’t care and firmly grasped his hard shaft  pumping  him faster and faster. 

I reached up and ran my hand a crossed his broad muscular chest and thumbed his big erect nipples, then again stroked his huge saggy balls, all the time stroking him faster and faster, his breaths getting deeper and closer and closer until he was panting, groaning, finally squirting a huge wet load of dad cum all over his stomach, chest, neck and face.  I buried my face into those puddles of his cum and stroked myself to an explosive orgasm that shot with such force that it was almost painful. 

We both laid there for I don’t know how long in a sticky heap, hot and flushed, panting, hard and throbbing, covered in each others cum.

There was an awkward silence and I just slipped into dads arms and he instinctively held me, stroking my hair. “I love you daddy” I told him. “I love you too son” he responded, “I love you so much, but I don’t think we should…”

“I know dad, I know, dad, but I’m so glad that my first time was with you, with someone I love” and I kissed his cheek. I ran to the bathroom returning with two warm, damp wash clothes and I told him to just lay back and I’d wipe him down. Which I did, slowly, gently, the warmth of the damp washcloth slowly moving over his chest then his stomach then missed balls and cock. First slowly then  just a little firmer, a little faster…

“Whoa son, what did I just say about this? I don’t think we should…”  by then I was kneeling in front of him, my face just inches from his cock. I reached up and placed a finger tip to his lips, and began lightly licking the tip of his foreskin “shhhhh, please daddy, there’s one more thing I want to do…”