Date: Tue, 18 Apr 2017 14:24:25 +0000
From: HKL ... <hkl_09@live.nl>
Subject: A Lifetime of Memories - Part 1

Disclaimer:

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events
and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used
in a fictitious manner.  Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead,
or actual events is purely coincidental.

This story is about a son and his dad. All sexual acts in this story are
between two consenting adults.  The story does however, include the younger
years of the son. If you do not like or approve of this please do not read
this story.

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I knew he was close. His thrusts were getting harder, his breathing became
heavier. I could hear the ecstasy in his moans. I closed my eyes and
thought back, on how we got to this special moment in our lives.

I'd always known I was different. I wasn't a typical stereotype 12 year old
boy. I mean, when my friends and I where together, I always felt left
out. They were always talking about girls and sex. I didn't care about
that. Or at least I thought I didn't.

My friends always sent me pictures of naked girls/women/sluts/whatever you
want to call them. I looked at them for a few seconds and that was it. It
never bothered me so I figured I was a late bloomer.

Like I said, I'd always known I was different. I'd always felt more mature
than I was. I never let the opinions of others get to me. But u know, it's
high school. U still want to be part of the group. So I decided to try the
whole porn thing out.

I had my own computer in my room and I knew how to google things (and if my
memory still as good as always, I didn't use google but yahoo or something
like that). I left my door open in case someone would come up to my room. I
opened my web browser and looked for porn. A whole new world opened up for
me. I saw tons of pictures of naked women, naked women with other naked
women, naked women with white stuff on their face. And then, something
caught my attention. A women with a dick in her mouth.

I was delighted. I was part of the group now. I looked at porn and I
actually got excited. Every day I looked for pictures of women with dicks
in their mouths and women getting fucked. Every day my little teenage dick
would get hard but I never thought of playing with it.

But then I saw something else. Something that would made me shoot my first
load ever. It was a picture of a women. But she didn't enjoy one dick, she
enjoyed two. I saw one dick fucking her, and the other was in front of her
face. A long, uncut, rock hard dick. It made my own dick itch and I let it
free. I grabbed my dick and started "itching". I didn't take long but that
didn't make it less awesome.

I shot a major load on my keyboard. I didn't realise what just happened but
knew I wanted to do it again. And I did. Every day. And every day felt
better than the day before. I would come home from school, get online, and
jerk off. Always the same routine. The only thing that changed were the
pictures I was looking at.

I realised I enjoyed looking at dicks much more than looking at naked
women. I was jealous. Those men had beautiful big dicks and I did not. I
knew my dick would get bigger but I wanted to know how big. And that's
where my dad makes his entry.

I realised I never introduced myself. Hi there, I'm Ethan. 19 years old,
black hair, green eyes. I can't complain about my body. A beginning sixpack
teasingly hidden behind my body hair. I live at home with my dad. Yeah, my
dad. He enters the story, that's where I left you the last time.

My dad was 41 back then. 6'1", hairy body, black hair and green eyes. He
wasn't exactly what you'd call "muscular" but he had broad shoulders and
small waist.

As I told you last time, I wanted to know how big my good friend down there
would be. And I figured, my dad has one. His has grown to its full
size. I'm his son, so mine would probably be like his. That day I decided
to find out how big my dick would be.

Sorry to interrupt you. I just wanted to explain something. From this point
on, the story will have some major time leaps. Not because I don't remember
my life, but because I don't want to bore you with all the details of my
life. I want to let you know how I got to that moment in my life, where I
lay on my back, my feet on my dad's shoulders. That moment where I enjoy
every single thrust, moan and inch of him.

So I had to see my dad. Naked. With a rock hard dick. My dad and I weren't
prude. He would walk around the house in his shorts, took a piss with the
door open and even showered with the door open. I never got the feeling he
showed his body of because he wanted me. He always said that we are both
boys and don't have anything to be ashamed of. As for the open bathroom
door, he explained that with the door open, the walls wouldn't get moldy as
the steam would go out the bathroom.

So, not prude, but I couldn't just walk up to my dad and say: "Hey dad,
show me your rock hard boner cause I need to know how big mine's gonna
get". I knew that my only chance to see his good friend down there, was to
try and have a look while he was taking a shower.

One day my dad got home from his work. He told me he had to take a shower
and would be cooking dinner after that. I waited till I heard the water
running. I silently walked up the stairs to see if I could get a look at my
future. The stairs ended almost directly in front of the bathroom so I
could sneak up and get a look. I slowly climbed the stairs but before I
could use my detective skills to take a sneak, my dad's voice gave me quite
the scare.

"What are u doing?" his voice sounded. I froze and looked up. There was my
dad. Not in the bathroom but standing in front of the bathroom
door. Wearing nothing but his briefs. And not the tighty whitey type. He
was wearing a brightly coloured, as I would now call it f*king hot piece of
underwear, brief that fitted perfectly. No body fat hanging over the
waistband, the openings for his legs lay perfectly smooth against his
thighs. I looked up at him and couldn't resist staring at his middle. His
bulge made my dick hard in a second. It was big and smooth, so I knew he
was uncut.

"What are you doing?". His voice pulled me out of my daze. I didn't know
what to say. I didn't dare to walk to my room. My dick was pressing against
my own briefs and I couldn't risk letting him see that.

I looked at his face and saw his smiling eyes. He wasn't mad. I got
relieved and told him that I wanted to scare him. He laughed and went in to
the bathroom. I turn around to walk down the stairs and got a glimpse of
him pulling down his briefs and revealing his smooth ass. I felt my own
briefs getting wet and run to the toilet. I pulled down my pants and saw my
hard dick covered in cum.

I just discovered my one true fetish. Underwear...

Now this is where I am gonna take a major time leap and fast forward to
when I was 16. In those 4 years all that I saw was my dad in his many
different underwear. Briefs, boxers, boxer briefs. One time I could have
sworn I saw him wearing a jock but when I looked in the laundry bin, I
didn't find it.

I had discovered more about my own sexuality and realised I might be gay. I
was scared to talk about it and tried to push it away. But as we all know,
u can't stop being gay or straight or whatever u are.

My own friend had grown to a reasonable size and girth. I started getting
hair on my body and face.

My voice had changed and I was becoming a man.

My dad and I where close. I never let puberty had its negative effect on my
bond with my dad. Of course we had some arguments and the occasional non
speaking weeks, but it did not change the way my dad and I were towards
each other. We would take our morning run together and talk about life and
what I wanted to do in the future. He always tried to lead the conversation
towards girls but I always found a way to cut it off.

Of course I had been with girls. Or to be more precise, tried to be with
girls. I kissed one, fondled one but never did anything more. I knew it
wasn't my cup of tea but I wasn't ready to accept the fact that I was
gay. P.A classes were the worst. Changing with a bunch of other guys in a
small changing room.

And to make it worse (and yes secretly I loved every moment of P.A) we had
to take a shower after.

Luckily for me, we had some private cabins so I could hide my excitement
from the other guys. And as if that wasn't lucky enough those private
cabins where next to public shower area, so I could always get a glimpse of
some hot guys.

My curiosity of knowing how big my dick would be had turned into a
need. Not the need to know the future, but the need to see my dad his good
friend. I had tried to forget those moments and forced myself to stop
trying. I fulfilled my needs by watching cross generation porn and
fantasizing about those men being my dad. It worked pretty good and I had
almost lost the need to see my naked dad when life decided to give me a
lemon.

My dad was working on his laptop and I was enjoying the sun in our backyard
when my dad called me.

"Ethan, can here. I need your help."

I got up and walked to my dad. He looked at me and grinned at me.

"What's up dad?"

"My laptop froze and I can't make it work again" he said with a big smile
on his face.

"Let me see" I said and sat next to him. I tried a few things but nothing
worked.

"What were you doing?" I asked.

"Just surfing the web when some pop-up came up. I tried to close it but it
wouldn't. So I tried to close it with task manager and then the whole damn
thing froze."'  I couldn't see what website my dad had opened but something
made me think he didn't want me to know. I told him I would fix it in my
room and stood up to go upstairs.

My dad laughed. I didn't get why he was laughing and gave him a "why are u
laughing" looked before I walked away. Just before I left the living room
he said: "Don't let my keyboard get sticky"

Still confused about his grin and laughing and even more confused after his
comment I turn around.

Before I could ask what he meant, he nodded towards my feet. I looked down,
still holding his laptop and embarrassment filled my body.

Just before my dad asked me for my help, I had been looking for some new
underwear to buy. Now normally this wouldn't matter cause everyone wears
underwear. But looking at men in briefs and boxers made my dick grow
hard. And as I was enjoying the sun in the backyard I had taken my shorts
of and forgot to put them on when my dad called.

Now it all became clear. He saw my hard dick bulging in my briefs. That's
why he grinned. My face became red and I wanted the earth to open up and
swallow me.

"Nothing to be ashamed off son. That happens to me too" my dad said with
comforting look. I didn't know what to say.

"I... I... I wasn't... It just..." I stammered.

"Don't worry kiddo. At your age I was looking at magazines every minute I
could."

His comment made me feel a bit less embarrassed but my face was still red.

"I guess watching porn has become easier with those laptops and
smartphones. I mean we both were doing the same thing and didn't even
know. In my time u had to hide the evidence really good and if u didn't
have a good hiding place u were busted."

His words went through me like a bolt of lightning. Did my dad just
admitted he was watching porn?  Did he really just say that? I gave my dad
a fake laugh and tried to show him I wasn't feeling awkward anymore before
going to my room. My dick was still as hard as in the backyard. I had to
see what he was watching.

I used my own computer to google how to solve the problem without turning
off the laptop. After a rather boring and dick softening tutorial I managed
to get his laptop working again. Unfortunately his web browser didn't
survive the recovery. Excitement still rushed through my veins and I could
feel my good friend awaking. I opened his web browser and looked through
his history. As quick as the excitement came, just as quick it got
overpowered by disappointment. Not a single suspicious website was there to
find. The last website he had used was his e-mail account.

I heard my dad coming up and quickly closed the web browser. He entered my
room and sat down on my bed. He looked nervous. The amusement and
comforting look in his eyes had left. He tried to look at the screen but I
knew he couldn't see it.

"Did you fix it?" he asked.

"Yeah. Its working again. I was just checking if there wasn't any virus on
it. "

My dad looked at me. I could feel a tension growing in the air.

"Hey dad?"

"Yes Ethan?"

"Thanks for being so cool just now. I wasn't watching porn. I guess I just
enjoyed the sun more than I realised."

Technically that wasn't a lie. I did enjoy the warm sunshine on my legs and
I wasn't watching porn. I can't help it that they make those underwear
models so hot. The tension in the air didn't seem to be fading away. I
couldn't help but notice a faint look of fear in my dad's eyes.

"And thanks for being so cool about it. I know you weren't watching porn so
I know you said it to make me feel better."

The look in my dad's eyes changed. It softened and the tension in the air
was gone. He smiled at me.

"That means a lot to me son. I wasn't lying when I said that I don't have a
problem with it. And I don't have a problem with you wearing whatever you
want. But maybe next time you could keep your shorts on when you're
enjoying the sun. That way I won't notice how much you're enjoying the sun
and you don't have to worry about me finding out. "

"Thanks dad. But it's okay for me. I mean you already saw it once so..."

My dad took his laptop and smiled at me. I saw him scanning his screen as
if he were looking for something and he left.

I didn't feel embarrassed anymore. But there was this feeling. My dad had
been too anxious when I told him I knew he wasn't watching porn. My dad was
hiding something from me. I wanted to let it go, but as I left my room to
ask my dad what's for dinner, I saw him closing his room door. I walked
toward his room and heard the clicking sound of a lock. My dad was
definitely hiding something from me.