Where it happened: Home
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 10
Category: Straight
One day my mother had gone out to the store when I was almost 11 and had left me with my father. I was watching cartoons like any other Saturday morning when my father came in and turned off the TV. He asked me if I knew anything about sex, I said no and he began to tell me all about it- everything from penis size to techniques when with women and even putting on a condom. Then, when he mentioned masturbation, he must have known that I was confused because he laughed and asked me if I ever got hard before. I shook my head. He smiled and told me I was missing out and he asked me if I wanted him to show me. I nodded. He told me to follow him up stairs to his bedroom and told me to sit on the bed. My dad was 29 years old and was over six feet tall. He worked out every day at the gym down the street and had a noticeable six-pack. He also had Simi long dirty blond hair and blue eyes. I guess this would be as good as time as any to mention myself. I was rather short. I had my dad’s thick hair, but I had brown eyes. I had no muscle structure and was rather skinny. I liked pancakes and strawberries, grilled cheese sandwiches and chocolate cake. I went to John Adams Elementary School and had a few friends. I mainly wore tight blue jeans, because that was the fashion, and a graphic tee from 77kids. I always wore briefs with dinosaurs or other animals that had two little black buttons on the fly. Lastly, my parents had never bought me pj’s, instead I slept in my underwear and no shirt. Truthfully, I had woken up a few times with a bump in my underwear. I would turn my lights on and pull my underwear down, exposing my prepubescent erection, which couldn’t have been bigger than two inches, most likely an inch and three fourths. Anyway, I was sitting on the bed and he joined me on the other side, he smiled and said he would open me to a whole new world. He was wearing skinny blue jeans and an orange polo. He propped pillows behind him and unbuttoned his jeans. He unzipped… Then slowly pulled his jeans to his ankles before kicking them to the ground. Now he only had an orange polo and underwear. His underwear was white and a little longer than mine, which I eventually found out were called boxer briefs. He also had two buttons on his underwear. He then grabbed the bottom end of his shirt and pulled it over his head, throwing it to the other side of the room. He slumped a little lower on the bed. He only had a pair of underwear on. Looking at it, I thought he had stuck a sock or something into his underwear because it stuck out way further than mine did. He brought his hand up to my mouth and told me to take a big spit. I did. He emptied the spit on his abs around his belly button. He then told me to place my hand on the front of his underwear and describe what I felt. I told him I felt something warm and big. He said that was his penis. He told me that his was probably big to me because I had not begun develop yet. He removed my hand from his underwear. He then took his had and stroked the front of his underwear, his penis. He unbuttoned the top button and then the bottom. He pulled apart his fly and told me to reach into his underwear and pull out his penis. I brought my hand over to his fly and fit my small hand thought the opening. I felt my way to the warm structure I had felt moments before. I wrapped my hand around it, although unable to get a grip because it was so large. I carefully pulled it out from the depths of his underwear. He helped me. It was unbelievably big. At lease five and a half inches. He told me to get a feel of it. It felt like a big rubber snake. He took my hand off his penis and placed his thumbs under his underwear, pulling his underwear down his legs, forcing his penis back into his fly and out the other side. He removed his underwear the entire way and threw them into the pile of his clothes. He was completely naked. His body glistened in the light shinning through the windows. His buffness perfected his tan. I first noticed that he had brown, swirling hair on the base of his penis. He saw me looking. He grabbed my hand and placed it into the bush and told me that soon, I would start to grow hair there too. He grabbed his penis with his hand and said he was uncircumcised, meaning he had foreskin covering the head of his penis. He said that I was circumcised, and the skin removed, because he lost a bet with my mother. He took his right hand and smeared some of my spit, which was still on his abs around in his palm and placed it on the bottom of his penis around the hair and pushed it up. The spit covered his penis evenly. When he reached the top, he pulled down and exposed a rosy red tip, which continued to get bigger as he pulled down further. He expressed his sadness that I had lost my foreskin because I had lost many nerve endings, which would decrease my fun during masturbation…. But he told me he would show how to get around it. He reached the bottom of his penis and reversed direction again, traveling back up to the head, hiding it again. I noticed that his penis was beginning to be less like a snake as it curled it upward and got a little longer. I asked him about it and he told me that he was getting an erection. The thought of my own hardness from nights before made my own penis tremble a little. He saw it make my jeans move a little. He told me that it was normal. After a few more up and downs, he pulled his foreskin down and told me to feel the head. I placed my left hand on it and felt my spit. The head was warm a stretched down most of my hand. He told me I could move my hand up and down if I wanted to. I did. With his hand pulling his foreskin back, I was able to glide my hand of the head with ease. He moaned. My jeans moved again. Suddenly clear liquid erupted over the top like a volcano. He said it was OK and that it was called precum and that I would also experience this in my years to come. He placed his hand on top of mine and pulled it to slowly to the bottom of his penis, the precum slowly oozing out and running down my hand. He said that he was now Simi- erect. He brought my hands down to the bottom of his penis and said these were his balls. He placed my hand on them. Compared to mine, his were huge. He told me squeeze then slightly, I did. He moaned a little more. His penis was now at least seven inches. He left my hand on his balls and smeared the rest of my spit from his abs with the precum on his hand a continued to streak his penis up and down. Up and down, up and down. His penis got longer and longer, pressing further into the air. His balls got tighter against his body. He then was forced to use both hands to tug on his penis. He grabbed my hand with one and closed in into a grasp and drove it up and down along with his. He smiled, moaning softly. My penis began once again began to move my jeans, he looked over and saw. He reached over and grasped my groin with his precum soaked hand and moaned a little louder. This made a new sensation shoot throughout my body. He let go and took my other hand and placed it on his penis as well, he now had four hands grasping his penis. He moaned loudly. And squirted more white liquid into the air, falling back down over my hand and running down my arm a little. He said it was Ok and that he was now fully erect. He was at least eleven and a half inches. He continued to drive my hands on his penis. Time was passing and he was moaning louder each up and down. His legs were beginning to tremble. He said it was supposed to happen and I was found excellent. He told my to squeeze his penis tighter. I did. He then began to drive my hands faster and faster, making his precum sound like smacking chewing gum on his hands. His was moaning very, very loudly now. My balls ached. Suddenly, his legs jerked throwing me off him. I fell back into a heap of pillows and in time to witness something brand new. His penis began pulsing and then exploded shooting white thick liquid several feet in the air. It fell all over his penis and his chest in huge puddles, it landed on my parent’s bed and on the white carpet, some of it actually hit the windows. A few drops landed in my hair. He continued to pump faster and faster and began to scream and then he exploded again, at first it once again lapsed thorough the air, but it wasn’t as high and splashed me in my face and hit the bottoms of my jeans. But he continued to shoot out white stuff, except it came in the form of a fountain as it dumped onto the bed into huge puddles. Finally, it was over. His penis shrank down to its original rubber snake size almost immediately. He said he just shot out semen, produced in his balls (testicles), which was responsible for me being born. He said that when the semen mixes with a women’s egg after going through her vagina, a baby is made. He looked down once again and saw that my pants were bouncing again. He said that it was my turn now. He put his hands under my graphic tee and scooped it over my head. He took part of it and whipped his semen out of my eyes. He then took some of the thick white semen and smeared it on my chest. It felt cool and it once again… made my balls tremble. He took his cum soaked finger and rubbed it around my brass button on my jeans before undoing it. He unzipped me, pulling apart my fly, exposing my little, acting bulge. My dad pressed my legs together and placed his legs on either side of mine, his rubber snake dangling just bellow my balls. He took some of the semen from his stomach and rubbed it on my underwear bulge. I had never touched myself like this, but after seeing it done; I couldn’t wait for my dad to touch me. The feeling in my stomach reappeared as my dad very slowly slid my tight jeans from of the rest of my bulge, barely able to escape the pants. He then removed the jeans from my ankles and threw them onto the floor. Now I was the one with only my underwear on. He wrapped his meaty hands behind me a caressed my butt. He gave it a nice squeeze. He brought his hands to the front of me and rubbed the tips of his fingers on my little boy bulge. He bent down and licked my underwear soaked with my dad’s semen and now his spit. He then moved up, licking my belly button, dragging his penis over my bulge. He regained his posture and dragged his finder over my balls again until he reached the buttons on my underwear. He unbuttons one, rubbing his finger against it, and then the other. He spread apart my fly and reached into my underwear to pull out my penis head. He says this is my circumcised penis and even through the foreskin is gone, the same feelings that happened to him can happen to me. Although, he said, I probably won’t come for another year or so. He said that with a circumcised penis, it is important to have lube, he recommended lotion. He took the more of his semen from the bed and his stomach and smeared it on type tips of his fingers. He placed them on my penis head and gently rubbed it. His ginormous hands made my small penis head swell with unbelievable sensation. I had never experience this before. It traveled from the tip of my penis to the pit of my stomach. I began to moan in my high voice. My dads warm hands twirled over the head like fairy dust and I was in indescribable pleasure. I suddenly felt like I would explode … And the, he stop. He pulled his hand from my underwear and grabbed the bottoms; he pulled them over my swelling joy, forcing my penis back into a compressed position until it sprang up on the other side. He pulled my underwear from my feet and threw them toward my pants. He then spread my legs apart as far as they could go and put his legs in the middle. There I was, naked, my hairless body accompanied by my small rocket ship. He kneeled in front of my penis with his own just an inch away. He said another way was to just grab and go. He placed his huge semen soaked hand on my small erect penis. I wasn’t even a fourth of his soft penis when I was hard. He noticed me staring and said that I would eventually get bigger and all I needed to worry about was feeling good. He pulled his hand slightly up, which took it to the very tip of my penis, the feeling of electricity spread like wildfire from my head to my balls to my stomach. Then, he pushed His hand down fast and my whole body shuttered. I shook and moaned and he said the enjoy it. He pumped again and the feeling flew through my butt whole up to my penis head and my stomach shot into the air. 3 more pumps. 2 more pumps. 1 more…. I was flung into ecstasy. My penis trembled like a blown on a bump about to burst. My whole body shook and I moaned loudly. He said since my penis was still fully erect, he would continue. He leaned forward and let his penis stroke mine. He then lowered his mouth on top of my penis. And sucked it. He licked it like a lollipop. And he continued to push his head in and out. I felt fire in my penis that continued to build up like before. I thought my rocket ship was going to blast off into his mouth. The feeling of ecstasy… I shook and trembled again. I moaned even louder than before. My whole body was in a new awe… But my penis was still erect. He spread my legs further apart and turned over, positioning his butt over my penis. He said it was OK and then sat on my penis. Except, I could feel jolts of lighting travel down my head and spin around like a roller coaster before it shot down my penis and into my butt hole and into the depths of my stomach. I moaned, he moaned. The electricity increased until the force of my penis, which now lies soft in my dads but hole, pushed my body back. My dad fell off me onto the other side of the bed. We were both painting. I was covered in his cum but as he had said I didn’t explode with any liquids. He looked over and smiled and said it would only just keep getting better as I developed. The bed was soaked in my dad’s semen and he told me to go into the bathroom. I passed our clothes on the way. He joined me and turned on the shower. He told me to get in and I did. He followed me in to out medium sized shower and placed squirted some shampoo in his hands. He rubbed it on his hair until he decided he was clean and squirted some more on his hands for me. He then sudded my hair and rinsed it. He told me the importance of good hygiene and he scrubbed down his body with a bar of soup. He said there were different ways to clean his and my penis and he showed his first. He demonstrated by rubbing soup on his hands and scrubbing his penis before doing the same for me. He rubbed the soup on my penis, making it tingle once again. Afterwards he scrubbed our butts and turned off the water. He picked me up and brought me out of the shower. As he was drying off my hair he told me that I could talk to him about anything and that he loved my very much. He said he hoped I hade fun today. He dried off my chest and stomach and whipped the water out of my boy. He told me to wait there for a moment and he put on a pair of clean underwear and left the room. He came back after moment with a fresh pair of dinosaur underwear for me and placed my feet in them. As he pulled them over my penis, I quickly got another small bulge, which he playfully kissed. He told me he wanted me to tell him when I began to produce sperm and grow hair so he could monitor my puberty. He tickled me and I laughed and he told me he would masturbate with me anytime and there were no boundaries with us anymore. He then showed my where he kept his lube and stacks of magazines which had girls parts on the cover and some with just boys parts. He picked me up and brought me back into the bedroom and I watch him clean up the semen. Later that night my mom had returned home and I was still just in my underwear. We were watching TV and she asked him if he did it, he said yes. She asked him if he demonstrated, he nodded.
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