Date: Sat, 16 Jan 2010 10:22:05 EST
From: britishcruiser69@aol.com
Subject: Looking

My parents separated when I was 4 years old, and dad moved to Scotland, he
was born there.   Because of the distance and he was building up again  his
life, I only saw dad about twice a year, then as the years moved on even
less it was once a year the every other year until he was quite a stranger;
although he did phone me maybe about six times a year.   When I was 14  dad
told me he was moving back to London, and would very much like to meet up
again; at first I was angry with him not seeing me for such a long time, but
talking it over with my Mum, she encouraged me to see him.

So when he moved to London and bought a flat in west London, we lived in
north London, meeting up was quite easy.  The first time I saw dad I
realized he was not as big as I remember, because I was a child and now a
teenager, I was only a few inches small than dad.  At first it was a little
difficult talking, I knew it was for myself and supposed it so for dad; but
then I began to feel him more of a brother than a dad, he was so interested
in me, how school was going, what hobbies I liked, what I do with my spare
time.  I really liked being with him, so further meet ups were soon
arranged.  It was the forth time I meet up with dad, he had taken me to a
museum, we had tea in the café and I was in need of a piss, I told dad I
needed to find the toilet and he said he needed to as well, we soon found
the toilets and went in, I immediately went to a urinal and started to
unzip and pull my cock out and I was surprised dad stood at the urinal
right next to me, I had started to piss as I moved my eyes to see dad next
to me, he had not tried to stand close into the urinal so I could see his
cock and as he pulled back his foreskin he started to piss, I had never
felt so excited and horny, it was the first time I had see a man pissing, I
had come to the end of my piss but stood there watching dad, my cock went
hard immediately, but I could not move I was fascinated with looking at
dad.

I did not realized it, but dad had noticed me looking at him, after he
finished pissing he started to shake the drops of piss off his cock, pulled
back his foreskin and pushed his cock back into his trousers, I done the
same.  After leaving dad and at home I could not stop thinking about his
cock and piss, I wanked myself of twice in quick succession.

A few hours afterwards the phone went, it was dad, he told me how much he
had enjoyed being with me, and when could we meet up again, I arranged one
quite soon.  The next time we meet up we had arranged to go to Richmond
Park and have a picnic, it was a glorious day, sunshine and good food, I
wanted it to go on forever; suddenly dad said he needed to go to the toilet
and would be back soon, but I needed to as well so told him were was the
toilet, this made him smile so much, he told me in this park the bushes
were the toilet, he suggested we make our way over to were there were some
quite thick bushes, as we moved into them so that no one passing by would
see us, dad stood before me and told me we could piss here, he had started
to unzip as he told me this and then he pulled his cock out and pulled back
his foreskin, I then pulled my cock out like dad I pulled back my foreskin
but started to get hard, dad started to piss and my piss started to flow
but much slower than usual because I was so hard, I then noticed dad's cock
starting to go on an erection, and like me his piss was coming out in an
arch, suddenly he reached over his hand and let my piss flow over it, I
could not contain myself and I started to orgasm as well.

To be continued....