Rub your dick
That’s the way I was when my father entered, rubbing one out totally nude on the couch.
My father’s a 47-year-old man who works as a nephrologist in a near hospital. He’s Malcolm Gordon and I think he’s open-minded and I was on the verge of cumming and didn’t wanna stop. I’ve never known my mother and he’s been a widower since soon after I was born.
-Hi dad -that’s all I told him, but continued jacking off.
-Oh, hi Attis, I’m sorry I’ve caught you, but you’re doing nothing wrong. But won’t you stop?
It was 9 in the evening and he’d been called to discuss some issues with his workmates and I didn’t expect him to come back so son.
Of course I’m Attis Gordon. I’m at present studying Geography at university. I’m 25.
-I was not expecting you so soon, dad, or I wouldn’t be jacking off naked here. But if you’re uncomfortable, you can just leave the living room. Since I’ve started, I’d like to cum first.
-Well, Attis, I have to talk to you about your birthday. It’s necessary to do it now for it will be in three days and I must know what I should buy. Are many people invited?
-Just 33 friends, dad -but I continued jerking off as we talked.
-What would you like me to buy for the party? Of course, you’ll have a present but I won’t tell you which. Well, since it seems you won’t stop, you can go on. After all I’m not hard at the vision, which would be awful and I don’t think you’re hard either. So and since we’re not hard at each other, you can go on.
I answered him first what I needed and then said.
-Now I need to cum, dad -and I started then to rub my dick on the couch, but he stopped me.
-Attis, don’t do that, don’t fill the couch of spunk. Do you maybe do it sometimes on your bed, rubbing your dick on the sheets?
-I sometimes do it, dad.
-Well, stop now. The couch is an awful place to cum. Difficult to clean later and when we sit there, I don’t wanna be filled with your semen.
I was all that time rubbing my dick on the couch. He told me now.
-Look, Attis, you can do one other thing. In order to show you that even masturbating and cumming before me is ok, I could do it with you. I mean we can head to your bedroom; I’ll strip too and we will both rub our dicks on your sheets till we cum. Later all you have to do is changing the sheets.
-I find it a good idea and since as you said, we’re not hard at each other, let’s do it. I need to cum and I think you’d like to cum too. Let’s do it.
And to my bedroom we headed and first I saw Malcolm Gordon taking off his clothes.
I think I wasn’t getting hard at his stripping but I was hard, for I liked this intimate point we were reaching. Indeed Malcolm Gordon has a hot body for his age and finally there he was, totally nude next to his totally nude son.
-Let’s jump into bed and have fun now, Attis -it was him that urged me to do it.
Soon we both were on top of my bed with two dicks hard as flagpoles and soon we both agreed in rubbing our dicks on my sheets. I saw him totally horny.
-Of course I’m not hard at you, Attis, but I love cumming and it’s moving for a father to know that he can do this next to his son and watching his face of fun.
-It’s great, dad.
-Are you imagining you’re fucking a girl?
-Yes, dad -I started lying then.
-Me too, Attis.
It seemed a competition now to see who’d be first to cum. I constantly saw my father’s dick rubbing my sheets close to my pillow, which was made with a hole in the center and I saw him tempted to fuck the hole, but he didn’t do it that day and neither did I, though I was used to fucking that hole many nights for I stick it in any hole.
-I’m cuuuummming! -My father suddenly shouted and two seconds later, I saw his semen wetting my sheets and I don’t know why that vision made fill those very sheets with a new load, my own now.
-Are you satisfied now, Attis?
-I am, dad. And I have certainly enjoyed how naturally you’ve done this intimate act with your son.
-So and since it’s been wonderful and we’re not hard at each other, we could do similar things now, what do you think?
-You’re right, dad. I’m so proud of you now.
-I’m so proud of you, Attis.
He was getting dressed now and I also did. He told me there was some dinner we could have now, a cold dinner, mostly a salad. I told him I was gonna change the sheets first and when I did, I went with him to dinner. We didn’t talk of the fun we’d just had but were all the time smiling and both of us still hard. Finally I decided to sleep. I had loved watching such a natural father today.
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