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He had a rather thick five inch cut cock, with a rather large ball sack hanging behind it. He was only 35, 6ft tall and about 170lbs. I lost my train of thought when my dad stepped into the shower naked. But lately I started enjoying them staring at me, and I didn’t know why. The other guys in the locker room would stare at mine more, I guess it was kinda alien to them. Most guys were cut so I felt kinda special being uncut. At first just for size and to see if they had hair or if they were cut. I’ve been showering with other guys in the locker room for a few years now, but they were all my own age and around the same size, if you know what I mean.īut lately I’d fallen into a habit of checking them out. I don’t know why that hadn’t dawned on me earlier. He pulled down his boxers, and for the first time I realized that he would have to be naked too. He glanced at my cock as he stepped back. “I only have one hand, and it’s the retarded one.” He laughed and said hold on. “What’s the trouble?” I held up the shampoo bottle. He had never seen me with pubic hair or a dick that would get hard at the drop of a hat. It was kinda weird because my dad hadn’t seen me naked since before I hit puberty. “What do you need champ.” He asked through the door. I yelled his name, and he came to the door. I was going to need Dad’s help after all. I grabbed the shampoo and realized I didn’t have another hand to squirt it in. I turned the water on pretty hot and let it flow over my aching body. Our bathroom was huge and had a big shower block about eight foot by four foot that had two shower heads on either side. At this point I only did it about three times a day. I pulled my boxers off and checked out my three inch uncut cock in the mirror, and for the first time I realized how impossible it was going to be to jerk off. “If you need help with anything just holler.” I said ‘Ok’, and closed the door. I walked into the bathroom and Dad poked his head in. After breakfast, He wrapped a bag around cast and taped it up. We can cut up a trash bag and tape it over your cast.” I sniffed myself, “damn, I need a shower.”ĭad sat back down at the table. And I sat at the table and realized for the first time just how badly I stank. “You’ll get used to using your left arm, for things.” He made me some toast.
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You need some help?” Dad got up to help me. “Not too bad, actually.” I tried to make myself some breakfast but I’m not used to using my left hand. I found my Dad sitting at the kitchen table in his boxers, also. I woke up late the next morning, and walked down stairs in just my boxers. I didn’t care how dirty I was, I was so tired I think I fell asleep two seconds before my head hit the pillow. We got home later that night and I went straight to bed without showering.
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You’re drugged up we’ll let that one slide.” “I know right, until that Cock Sucker hit me.” I stopped myself, and looked at my Mom. That was a good run.” He said with a beaming smile. He stood there smiling and looking almost proud that I had broken my first bone. I looked over at my dad standing on the other side of the bed. It hurts, but it’s nothing to cry about.” I gave her a smile. “How do you feel?” She asked on the verge of more tears. I looked over to see her standing next to my bed with moist eyes. “Oh, Jason, Your up.” I heard my Mom say. It still hurt like hell and was throbbing in the cast they put on me. I woke up in the hospital, after they had knocked me out and reset my arm. Gay incest story: Showering With Dad – Chapter 1 Author: dudeman1893 The story is including Fiction, Blowjob, First Time, Gay, Incest theme.
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The crack was so loud that even some people in stands could hear it. I landed on my arm the wrong way and it snapped. A guy jumped at me from my blind spot on my side and plowed me over. I was running the ball up the field towards my first ever touch down. It was the second to last game of the football season, of my sophomore year.