“Damn, I was afraid she might be. Listen, son — I gotta work late anyway,
“Look, Dad, I think it’s almost as big as yours now,” I said with a grin.
get it. It was Dad, calling from work!
“Save it, slugger,” said Dad. “Save it for later. I’ll e home early and
inches fast enough to poke a. Dad saluted it and I returhe
gesture, saluting from the head of my diother little ritual of ours.
“From the looks of it, I’d say it was on its way to being even bigger,” he
loved my father’s big mase bush and the sight of his thick ere
But then the ph. Mom was busy i and asked if I’d
rearing up from it nearly sent me over the edge as I pounded my teenrod,
“Hi, son,” he said, speaking softly.
they’ve moved the big presentation forward. It’s just gonna be me here at
a wink, and I’d blush and feel my heart qui every time.
shaving, getting more and more aroused as the tingly feelings started
Dad came in to shave, and my horny teendick sprung up to its full seven
replied. I played with my boner for a few moments while Dad finished
Dammit, I thought to myself, there goes my fun with dad.
After Dad left for work, I went to the bead surfed for a while, then
Nothing used to give me a hardon like watg my father shave. I’ll
making loud splashing noises iub.
the office ’til ab
“OK, Dad,” I said, relutly letting go of my urgently throbbing
caught up with some buddies at the malt shop. Mom was home by the
baby-maker was swelling up from its dark of thick, soft pubic hair. I
building up inside me.
never fet the m that summer of ’62 when I was taking a bath.
we’ll both blow off a couple of nice big loads.”
Dad was aware of what I was doing, and pretty soon his own heavy
“Standing proud, soldier,” he always said when I threw a bone.
time I returned.
“Hi Dad … Mom’s home.”
cock.