Date: Tue, 28 Feb 2017 03:07:13 +0000
From: J T <jtanners@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Moment My Life Changed

THE MOMENT MY LIFE CHANGED

At the age of thirteen, I was always horny. The Women of my dreams were
Ingrid Pitt (Hammer Horror's No.1 Vamp!). And Helen Mirren, who I first saw
naked, in a film about an Artist and a Sculptor.

It was Saturday and I woke-up early, I had decided to stay indoors. My
Mother had left the previous evening to spend the weekend with her
parents. So the only other person in the house was my Father.

I lay on the bed, trying to work out what I was going to do during the
morning. As usual whenever I got bored I started playing with my dick. For
my age and build, my cock was quite a decent size and good looking. As it
was warm, I stood up and took off the grey vest I was wearing. I walked to
the window and looked out. It was about eight o'clock in the morning. While
it was raining outside, it was warm in the house.

My dick was aching for some attention. At this age I had already discovered
the pleasure of not wearing underwear whenever I could. I squeezed at the
bulge in my Levis, but I decided before any action was going to take
place. I would go downstairs and get a bottle of Coke from the fridge.

I walked out of my bedroom and down the stairs. Even though my Father was
in, I could not hear him. My cock was throbbing, and the outline was
clearly visible. I got to the kitchen, opened the door of the fridge and
grabbed a bottle of Coke. As I opened the bottle, I heard noises coming
toward me.

"Morning Jack, i'll do us some breakfast in a while".

It was my Father, otherwise known Jim. At the age forty-three, my Father
was supposed to be good looking. He stood an even six foot tall, and had a
well-built muscular physique. This was not due to him going to the gym. He
was a `roofer' by trade, and that kept him fit.

As I turned to face him, I realised the bulge in my jeans was clearly
visible. I looked at my Father.

"Alright Dad?" I said, moving the bottle of Coke down towards my crotch.

My Father smiled.

"I'm just going to have a shower, and then i'll do us some breakfast Jack".

"Great!" I said.

With that, I made a quick exit from the kitchen, and up the stairs to my
bedroom. I closed the door behind me, took a swig of cola and placed the
bottle on the bedside cabinet. I laid down on my bed, while embarrassed
that my Dad may have seen my hard-on. My cock was stiffer than ever. I
guess it was the attention I had been given.

As it was overcast outside, it was quite dark in my room. I closed my eyes
and guided both hands to my crotch. With one hand I cupped my balls, with
the other I traced the outline of my cock. It felt good, I smiled to
myself.

I must have fallen asleep for a short time, as I found myself suddenly
awake. My dick had softened, I got up off the bed. From the window, I
noticed it was now raining quite hard. I walked over to the bottle of Coca
Cola and finished it off. I needed to take a piss, so I placed the bottle
on an empty part of the bookshelf.

I made my way to the door and walked out on to the landing. As I was about
to make my way to the toilet. I heard noises coming from the bathroom. The
door was very slightly ajar, for some reason I slowed down. I knew it must
be Dad getting ready to take a shower. But I suddenly found myself curious.

I was close to the bathroom doorway. I was being as quiet as I could, my
heart was pounding. I listened and heard the sound of the shower. I peeped
through the gap. There was my Father, he was naked and just about to step
into the shower. I was shocked at what I could see. I've seen my Mother
semi-naked by accident a few times. But this was different. As my Father
stepped into the shower, his back was facing me. I'd never seen so much
naked flesh in real life. It was my Father's.

I could feel my heart pumping, and my cock was getting hard. I was'nt sure
what to do next. If my Father caught me, I could be in deep shit. I was
riveted to the spot. The shower cubicle was positioned in the bathroom
directly facing the door. My Dad was in the shower. Curiosity and
excitement got the better of me.

It was quite dark on the landing. I quickly, quietly grabbed the bathroom
door handle. And narrowed the gap between door and doorframe. Then I looked
to see if my Father had noticed me, he had not.  He must have been in a
rush as the shower curtain was only part closed.

There he was with his back towards me. This was the first time I can
remember seeing my Dad without any clothing on. My Father was a fit
muscular forty-three year old. With a slightly worn but handsome face. I
watched as the water hit his shoulders and ran down his back. I watched as
the water ran over and between the cheeks of his muscular arse, and down
his strong legs.

One of my hands was now firmly wrapped around the bulge in my jeans. I left
the other free, just in case I needed to close the door more.

My Father started to turnaround in the shower, he was side-on to me now. I
could'nt believe what I was seeing. My Father's body was blowing my
mind. As the water cascaded down over his body. I looked at his chest, I
noticed how smooth skinned he was. I stared at his muscular legs, and
then. Then I stared at his cock, or should I say my Dad's dick drew my
attention to it.

My Father's dick was big, compared to mine. It looked as though my Dad's
cock must have been at least ten inches in length. It also looked as though
my Father's cock was getting bigger. With every slight movement my Dad
made, his dick would swing and slap against his thighs. Dad turned the
shower tap and started to soap himself. He was practically facing me
now. His big thick cock and equally impressive balls facing me full on.

He slowly lathered his chest and arms with soap, he soaped his back. Then
his hands went down to the cheeks of his arse. My Father's hands seemed to
linger lovingly while soaping his buttocks. My cock was stiff, and my hand
was slowly squeezing at it through my jeans.

My Father had turned slightly clockwise, so his other side was now in
profile to me. He was soaping his legs. His hands went up and down almost
in slow motion. My Father's cock was now more than slightly hard. I noticed
that my Dad had a short tight foreskin. As his cock was getting bigger, the
foreskin was revealing more of his purple knob. My heart was beating so
hard, I found it hard to breathe.

Then still in profile my Father started to soap his cock and balls. He
lovingly stroked his big thick manhood. Both of Dad's hands were now around
his genitals. While one soaped his balls, the other was caressing his
member. The look on my Father's face was of pure pleasure. His blue eyes
were closed, as he licked his lips. I licked mine.

I unzipped my jeans, and slipped a hand down the front to my stiff dick. My
Dad's cock was now almost fully erect, he looked like a God. His beautiful
cock swaying with the slightest move. My Father turned the shower tap to a
higher setting. He then turned towards the shower wall, stretched his arms
up and against the tiles. The water flowed down his body. Over his head,
then his shoulders. Down his back, over his arse cheeks and finally down
the length of my Father's legs.

My Father turned round, his hands now washing the soap from his torso. This
was better than any of my Father's Porn Films. He finished washing the soap
from his lower torso and legs. He'd left his cock till last. Now facing me
almost full-on. His manhood was hard, it was big. My Father took a hand to
his cock and the other to his balls. I heard him sigh, as he fondled his
fantastic prick. My throat was dry.

I lovingly watched as my Father stroked his cock. It was the most amazing
sight I had seen in my life. I watched as he pulled his foreskin down the
shaft of his dick. I did'nt know a Man could do that. I was staring at my
Father's naked meat. My heart was in my mouth.

All of a sudden I was aware of Dad's eyes looking in my direction. Shit, I
thought. With my jeans still unzipped and my dick sticking out. I quietly
and quickly made my way to my bedroom. I closed the door behind me. I put
my cock back into my jeans and zipped them up. I sat on the bed waiting for
my Father to enter the room and have a go at me.

After what seemed like ages, but was probably only something like thirty
minutes. There was a knock on my door. I jumped.

"Jack, breakfast is ready mate"

My Father said.

"Uhh alright Dad, i'll be down in a minute", I replied.

With my heart still pounding, I got up from the bed and put my vest on. I
went downstairs to the kitchen. Jim was serving the cooked breakfast on to
plates. Without looking directly at my Father's face I sat down at the
table opposite where he would sit. My Father was wearing his favourite worn
out jeans and a pair of black Vans trainers. He was bare-chested.

I felt myself starting to blush, as my Father walked round to place the
plate by me. My eyes quickly and briefly gazed at my Father's crotch. I
noticed with desire, a beautiful large bulge. Which looked like it ended
somewhere down my Father's right thigh. His cock did'nt look hard, but it
was definitely full. Jim placed the plate by me. As he made his way to his
seat, I looked at my Father's muscular back. Then as he turned to sit at
the table. I quickly gazed at his chest and erect nipples. Feeling my dick
starting to swell, I looked at my Father's face. I gazed into his blue
eyes.

"You're a great looking Father", I said awkwardly.

My Father smiled and said...

"That's a strange thing for you to say Jack, but thanks. I'm proud of the
way my Son has turned out too".

It seemed my Father had not noticed me watching him in the shower. My cock
was stiff again, firstly because I seemed to have got away with it. And
also because my Father said he was proud of me. I licked my lips.

We started to eat breakfast.



Original Version © April 2012 by Jacknoir.



Afterword: This story has been published briefly on one site. And exists in
a `censored version' on another site. This version has been slightly
altered from the original and is `un-censored'.

Revised Version © February 2017 by Jacknoir.