Date: Fri, 9 Sep 2005 20:21:24 +1000 (EST)
From: Dan Theman <dan_102000@yahoo.com.au>
Subject: Dad Shows Me How - Part 1

DAD SHOWS ME HOW

By Dan

This is a fictional story about sexual relations between a man and his son,
if this offends you, please leave now, otherwise enjoy! Usual disclaimers
apply, please don't copy this story without authors permission. Feedback is
most appreciated.


Ever since I can remember, I've had a fascination with the male body. I
think back to times when I was a child, and I remember fantasising about
being with naked men. I didn't really know what it meant then, but of
course, I do now.

Part of this fantasy was an obsession with my dad. When I was a young kid
he'd be the one to bathe me and generally take care of me, (Mum was a
workaholic and never home much). Dad on the other hand was a part time
contractor for a constructing consulting firm. He had a pretty large build,
all hard and muscly with a smattering of hair all over his body. Everywhere
he went he turned heads. Even though both Mom and Dad worked, and we were
reasonably well off, my parents decided to stay in the apartment they had
bought when I was born. At that time, my Dad was only 20, and my Mom 19,
and they didn't have much money. Our home had only a single bathroom and
two bedrooms with a tiny kitchen and lounge room. It was enough for us
however, and especially good for me, as I was to find out.

I remember the first time I moved from having baths to showers, it was Dad
who jumped in with me. I remember even at the age of 6 being fascinated
with his dick. It was huge, to my childhood eyes; hanging down past his nut
sack and as thick as a cucumber. When Dad turned the shower head onto me
for the first time, I was pretty scared for some reason and I wrapped my
arms around Dad's legs and started to tear up. My shoulder came into
contact with his dick, and with my head against his hard stomach I squeezed
as hard as I could. Dad started to laugh and squatted down on the tiles
after shifting the shower head. He took me in his arms and gave me a bear
hug. I lifted my legs off the tiles and wrapped them around his waist as he
lifted me up. I remember the feeling of my little cock as it rubbed and
bumped against his hard abs as he jiggled me up and down. "Come on, Tyler,"
he said, "it's not that bad."

"Dad I'm scared," I replied. "What if the water goes in my eyes?"

"Don't worry about it tiger, it won't hurt you, I promise." Dad cooed to me
in his deep sexy voice. "Ready to go down now?"

I reluctantly unwrapped my legs from his waist and he lowered me to the
ground giving me a quick peck on the lips. It was at this point I noticed
Dad's dick had gotten a little bigger. "Dad, what's happened to your
peenie?" I asked him, "it's gotten fatter."

Dad looked away, in hindsight; obviously embarrassed. "Umm, nothing sport,
it's all fine." But following this, I heard him whisper under his breath,
"just got a little excited."

It was within the next few years that my full fascination with Dad's body
bloomed. In the years to follow I used as many opportunities as I could to
spy on Dad when he was naked. This was a little difficult, as my mother was
a bit of a prude, and disapproved of any kind of nudity in the house. Even
so, my Dad wasn't shy around me, and when I was 13, I eventually worked up
the courage to begin walking in on him in the shower. At this time, Dad was
33 and was still in great shape. It was Friday morning and Dad had just
gotten back from the gym. This was my last day of school and Dad and I had
organised to spend the afternoon and evening doing something with just to
two of us, as Mom was away on a business trip and had been for a few days
already.

As I walked into the small bathroom, I was enveloped in a cloud of wet
steam. Immediately my full length pyjamas began to absorb it and get stuck
to my body. Dad liked his showers extra hot, it seemed. "Hey, morning
sport!" Dad yelled over the sound of the shower, "ready for your last day
of school?"

"Am I ever," I replied. I was especially looking forward to spending time
with Dad.

Dad shut off the shower as I stepped up to the vanity to begin brushing my
teeth. I heard the sound of the shower door opening and looked up from
putting toothpaste to brush to view my Dad's reflection emerging from the
shower. Fuck he is HOT, I thought to myself as I looked at him through the
still foggy mirror. He looked like a God to my hungry eyes, the water
dripping off him.

The light played off his wet muscles as they shifted underneath his lightly
tanned skin. His short dark brown hair was slicked to his scalp and his wet
dark eyelashes framed his cornflower blue eyes. His light pink nipples were
erect and water dripped off the small patches of dark hair in his
underarms. Best of all though was his cock. It hung thick and long just as
I always remembered it. His massive knob poked out slightly from beneath
it's hood, and water dripped from his brown neatly trimmed pubes down the
length of his shaft. His balls were sparsely covered with short hairs, and
though usually the size of eggs, were drawn up into his body and slightly
wrinkled from the cold. "Finished getting an eyeful there sport?" His voice
interrupted my study of his body and my eyes flashed to meet his in the
mirror. They were looking straight at me.

"Umm, umm.." I stuttered lamely, not wanting to admit that I had been
caught perving.

Dad laughed a deep throaty laugh that made my insides melt. He turned to
take a towel off the rack and as he did so I caught a glimpse of his tight
ass. Globes of pure steel with a light smattering of hair, they floated as
if lightly attached to the top of his legs. I quickly turned my attention
back to the toothbrush. "Hey buddy, why don't you take off those pj's, hey,
they'll be soaking wet from all this steam in here." Dad commented.

I flashed another look at Dad in the mirror, he was drying off his ample
manhood, his cock and balls bouncing as he used the fluffy towel to wipe
away the moisture. How I envied the towel! "Umm, but Mom doesn't like me
just wearing my boxers, Dad, she says it's unseemly."

"Yeah, I know tiger, but you're Mom's not here, and it makes sense don't
you think?" Dad's voice was impeccably logical, I couldn't disagree.

I was liking the line of his logic, but there was only one problem, as soon
as I removed my pj's, my massive boner would be exposed through my boxer
briefs. What the hell, I though to myself, and threw caution to the wind. I
undid the buttons on my top and removed it. I flashed quick glances in the
mirror to Dad as I did so. His eyes stayed on my reflection in the mirror
watching me. He was still drying his cock and balls. I returned my
attention to my pyjama bottoms, and slowly slid them down my legs, putting
on a bit of a show for Dad. I stepped out of them, and threw my pyjamas in
the corner. "That's the way buddy." Dad said as he came up behind me. By
now he had his towel around his shoulders, his cock swinging like a
pendulum between his muscular thighs. "Mind if I brush my teeth as well?"
he asked.

I nodded my assent as I placed my toothbrush in my mouth and began
scrubbing. Dad stood behind me and began brushing as well. I looked up at
him and grinned. He grinned back at me, and I began brushing faster. It was
a game we played sometimes, to see who could finish first. Soon though it
became a competition as to who could spit the most and we were both
furiously scrubbing and spitting in the sink.

I went to spit my next load but Dad grabbed me from behind around the chest
with one arm and pulled my back towards him. He leaned over my shoulder so
he could spit first. I fought wildly against his grip pushing us both
backwards. I felt my back press up against Dad's dick, with the tickle of
his pubes against my spine. Dad wrestled me to the tiles and wrapped his
legs around me as I 'fought' to free myself. He tickled me mercilessly, and
foam spat from my mouth as I tried to breathe and laugh at the same time. I
could feel my hard cock rubbing against my Dad's legs through the thin
material of my briefs. It was aching for release. I could also feel Dad's
dick as a thick log against my hip. It seemed semi hard.

I turned and positioned my butt so that it was rubbing into Dad's
crotch. It seemed to work, as I felt it thicken and harden, God it was
HUGE. After a minute Dad let go, and we both lay on our backs on the cool
tiles breathing hard. I looked over at Dad's cock and it was so hard! It
had to be about 9 inches! Dad saw me looking and smirked. "Seems we've both
got a little problem here, hey buddy." I looked down at my own cock to see
it straining against my briefs. It was only 5 inches, but still pretty
respectable I thought.

I started to blush and began to turn to hide my pulsing erection. Dad put a
hand on my shoulder and stopped me. "C'mon, nothing to be shy about, look
at me tiger, I get boners too." His grin was infectious, and I couldn't
help from smiling myself. "C'mon," he said, let's take care of these hey?"

I instinctively furrowed my brow and Dad rolled his eyes at me. "You do
know how to jerk off, don't you?" Dad looked at me incredulously as I
slowly shook my head. "Well, that's something we'll have to remedy. Here,
take off your boxers," Dad instructed me. I hesitated for a second, not
believing my luck at this situation, Dad was going to show me how to jerk
off! Of course, I'd been jerking off for about 6 months already, the first
time was in my own bed. I was always very careful thought the make sure
that I didn't leave any trace of it. No wonder Dad believed me.

All these thoughts were swimming in my head as I slowly slid down my
boxers. By this time the tiles under my back had begun to feel warm, and my
whole body began to heat up as my dick came into view. My Dad let out a low
whistle, "wow, my boy is really becoming a man!" he exclaimed. I began to
blush even more, and removed my boxers completely. "That's a nice piece of
equipment you got there buddy."

"Thanks Dad," I replied, "I guess it runs in the family." I smiled as I
said this looking at his cock.

Dad laughed, "Sure does sport. Ok, we start by wrapping your fist around
your penis, like so." Dad demonstrated, wrapping his fingers around his
massive boner which by now was leaking pre-cum.

Inspiration hit me like a steam train: "Dad, what's that clear stuff coming
out of it?" I asked tentatively. Clear fluid was pouring out of Dad's piss
slit in what seemed to be to be rivers.

"You mean my penis, Tyler, well, penis, dick, cock, whatever, well, that's
pre-cum, and it's meant as a sort of lubricant, to make it easier to jerk
off."

"Oh, I replied, I looked at my own cock, which was pretty dry, "how come I
don't have as much as you Dad?" I asked. The truth was I already knew that
I wasn't a big pre-cummer, but I thought I'd pretend ignorance.

"Well buddy, some guys just don't get that much, of it, see, you've got
enough to work with though, now come on, grab your dick like this." Dad
once again demonstrated how to take hold of his cock. I followed suit. "And
now, all you gotta do, is move your fist up and down like so." Dad slowly
started to crank his cock. I watched mesmerised at how he expertly worked
his dick, smoothly driving his fist up and down his shaft. "C'mon Tyler,
you try it."

Belatedly, I remembered that I was supposed to be wanking as well, and
began whacking my cock with gusto. My fist pistoned up and down my cock as
fast as I could. I could feel myself getting close to coming, hell, I was
almost there anyway when Dad interrupted me. He grabbed my wrist stopping
my up and down motion. "Whoa buddy, not so fast. You gotta be able to enjoy
this. Here, let me show you." And with that, Dad removed my hand from my
cock, and replaced it with his own. I couldn't believe the sensations
coursing through my cock. It was unbelievable!!!

Dad worked my cock expertly, slowly pumping up and down. When he reached
the top, he gently squeezed the head and swirled his thumb over my knob
through the pre-cum that had accumulated there. I was panting and jerking
uncontrollably. Slowly after a minute, Dad began to speed up. I bucked my
hips to meet his hand, willing him to go faster, to bring this unbelievable
pleasure to it's natural conclusion. I moaned aloud, and I could hear Dad
chuckle as my eyes were glued to his hand working my teen cock.

I shifted my glance to his beautiful eyes and they were squinted with
concentration as he stared at my dick. I ran my eyes down his body, taking
in his muscular chest and pecs, his six pack abs, and eventually his
cock. It was straining and pulsing, and only an inch away from my own thigh
as we both lay on the tiles of the bathroom floor. I stared at his cock,
willing it closer, closer, until finally it happened. It seemed like it all
occurred at once.

The moment the tip if Dad's cock touched my hairless thigh, my cock swelled
and river after river of white cum spurted out of my dick. I had never come
so much in my life. The first shot flew past my shoulder and hit Dad's
chest, while successive shots coated my belly and dick as well as Dad's
hand with white sticky cum juice. I lay on the floor in a daze, slowly
recovering from the unbelievable pleasure that my body had just
experienced. Dimly I was aware of Dad panting as well, and I looked over
just in time to witness that which I had wanted to see for years.

Dad was pistoning his cock faster than anything I had ever seen. His chest,
stomach and arm muscles were all bunched and tensed as he worked his
monster cock. My gaze was fixed on his hand as it flew up and down his
shaft and all of a sudden he stopped. A moment later torrents of cum
spurted from his cock. I couldn't believe the sight that I was
witnessing. My mouth was agape with wonder at the sight before me. It was
then that Dad's dick accidentally pointed towards me and I copped a full
spurt in the face. Sticky cum coated my lips and chin. Dad hadn't even
noticed as his eyes were tightly shut, and I quickly poked out my tongue
and licked my face clean, marvelling at the salty yet sweet taste of the
cum that made me.

Dad opened his eyes and looked at me just as I swallowed his cum, and I
looked away in embarrassment. "So buddy, what do ya think?" He grinned at
me waiting for my reaction.

"That was wild Dad, I can't believe how good it felt! Thanks so much,
you're the best Dad in the world!" I decided to through caution to the wind
once again, and rolled over on top of my Dad. I spread my legs and
straddled his hard belly giving him a massive bear hug around his strong
neck. Dad hesitated for a moment, and for a second I wasn't sure if I'd
gone too far, but then a moment later his strong arms came around me and he
gave me a big bear hug like when I was a kid.

"Any time tiger, I thought it was wild as well! I love you buddy." Dad sat
up and now I sat with my legs wrapped around his waist, my spent cock
rubbing into his hard abs, swirling around in the juices that we both had
made a few minutes earlier. I could feel his semi-hard cock resting between
by ass cheeks, and I made no effort to avoid the contact, in fact, just the
opposite. I ever so slightly pressed down with my ass until I felt Dad's
dick completely in my bum cleft. After a minute, Dad leaned back and I felt
like we were being peeled apart. We both looked down between us. The sparse
dark hairs that coated his chest were matted down and shiny with dried cum
and I had shiny patches on my chest and stomach where cum had dried on
me. Dad laughed and again I felt my insides melt. "C'mon buddy, we'd better
get cleaned up so you can go to school, hey?"

I grinned at him. It was disappointing to have to go to school now, but I
knew that when I got back I'd be spending the day with Dad and no one else,
and that made it worth it.

End of Part 1.



Hope you all enjoyed it. Again, feedback is very much appreciated, but
please be kind as this was my first attempt at writing. If there's enough
positive feedback, I'll try my hand at a sequel. Thanks again.

Contact me at dan_102000@yahoo.com.au