My dad and I on HotGuySecret
Sorry this turned into kind of a long post. My last post was about a week and a half ago. If you didnt see my posts before, I kind of talked my way off the couch and have been sharing my dads bed for maybe three weeks? He sleeps naked about 75% of the time and I started doing that too. He has like zero reaction to it, like he doesn’t care at all. I was kind of tense the first few times but now it’s pretty normal. It’s kind of nice and relaxed just being that way. I kept thinking I should update but there wasn’t enough to post about. Like, one night maybe he would be a little drunk and tossing and turning and almost roll into me. Or some nights he’d snore and I’d have to push on him to make him roll over, so that was getting to touch him. Or watching him stretch in the morning with all his stubble, it’s so hot. Or how he looked and smelled when he came back from the shower, with his bulge under the towel. I’ve seen his naked dick a lot but something is still really hot about a bulge. So all of that happened but not enough to update.
I kept trying to see him jack off and cum like I did before, but either he did it when I was out, or he was doing it somewhere else, or some nights when I fell asleep earlier than usual I thought maybe he was getting out of bed to do it (found some evidence in the living room.)
So Friday night he was doing the thing like, when we were watching tv saying he was probably going to crash out there and fall asleep to the tv so I should probably just go to bed. I did and then waited and watched again and yeah he got some porn on the tv with the sound off and he was rubbing his bulge. I was too keyed up because when he pulled his dick out and started pulling on it, I couldn’t help it, I came. I was going to keep watching but then I started almost passing out where I was standing. I know some guys told me I should just go out and join him but I didn’t have the balls to do that. I thought I would just lay down for ten minutes and then keep watching but I fell asleep and didn’t wake up until the morning. I got into bed on his side so I could kind of be in his scent, I thought I would move over before I fell asleep but I just was out like a light right there. I woke up and he was on the other side where I usually sleep. I realized my hand was still crusty from jizz. I didn’t think he would know I was beating off but I thought maybe he would.
The whole day I was kind of antsy and nervous and horny. I should of just jacked off but I felt like something would maybe happen that night and I didn’t know what.
We’re in bed and I’m laying there and my brain is just all on fire thinking about everything, and listening to him breathe and I’m just so horny with him being so close. He doesn’t like when I’m looking at my phone in bed but I got it anyway and turned the screen brightness way down and started looking at this sub (big mistake). All of a sudden he just reached over, not even opening his eyes, and kind of pushed his big hand down on my phone, like smooshing it into the mattress to make the light stop.
Something about his hand touching me just set me off. I started shaking, like shivering. I didn’t know what was happening to me. I couldn’t get my breath. I was so turned on, or something. Nothing like that ever happened to me.
Dad felt me shaking and hes like, wtf are you okay? He reached up to feel my head to see if I had a fever I guess and I started shaking even more. I was hard and I felt like, if he touches me again maybe I would cum. I couldn’t say anything, I kept kind of gasping for breath.
He was like, oh shit. Maybe he thought I had the corona or something. He came around to my side of the bed and reached down and dug his arms under me and got me in a bear hug and kind of picked me up so I was standing. My knees were shaking and I was just thinking don’t cum don’t cum don’t cum. He got me kind of propped up and kind of walked me/dragged me to the shower. He held me up while he cranked the shower on to hot and he’s feeling my forehead and then he’s like, do you need to piss? I couldn’t even hold my head up exactly but I remember thinking why is he asking me that?? but I guess my hardon was just waving around. He pushed me in the shower and said, you ok? you dizzy, you going to black out? I could kind of say something, just like “i’m uh uh okay” and I kind of leaned up against the shower wall and that’s when I came. I was kind of turned away so I don’t think he saw with all the water running down. I didn’t even have to touch my dick. I kind of sat down in the shower and stayed there for a while. He came back and turned off the shower, maybe I was there for 20 minutes or I don’t know how long. He got me bundled up in a big towel and got me out to the living room.
He was talking to a friend of his who I don’t think is a doctor but something medical. He was taking my temperature and kind of feeling around on my chest, stuff this guy was telling him to do. I was kind of back to normal by then and there wasn’t anything really wrong so the guy said, just wait and see.
Dad dragged me/walked me back to bed still in the giant towel like kind of a burrito. He got me in bed, turned off the ac so it would warm up in the room. He got in bed and kind of slapped/rubbed my shoulder, leaned over and said, you okay guy? just wake me up if you need anything. He fell asleep not touching me but closer to me than he ever is. When the door is closed and the ac is off, the room gets pretty warm. I slept through it but when I woke up he was still asleep and he was laying there with no covers on, on his side with a big ol morning hardon.
I thought I could touch it or at least get my hand close but trying to untangle from the towel, that made enough movement that he woke up. Then he was up out of bed, stretched with his dick just bouncing around and he went to the bathroom and pissed maybe a gallon.
So I couldn’t think of anything else all day except him holding me and putting me in the shower. I thought sleeping in bed with him was going to stop me being so crazy all the time but I guess it got me worse.
Last post was a couple of weeks ago. Things feel like there’s some kind of energy build up and then it kind of goes down. But it’s normal now that we share the bed and I really like falling asleep listening to him breathe and feeling him on the other side of the bed. But here’s what happened this week and last night.
All week he was getting ready for a hookup with a gf of his. She was coming through town I guess and wanted to see him. He doesn’t talk too much about his private stuff but I heard him telling one of his buddies that she was one of the hottest fucks ever, maybe a little crazy but the sex made up for it.
I was a little jealous which is weird I guess.
So yesterday rolled around and I never saw him take so long to get ready. He showered and shaved in the morning like usual but then in the afternoon he worked out again and showered and shaved again, so no stubble like he usually gets around the end of the day. And he trimmed too (I know because he was swearing from the bathroom.) He had a bottle of wine ready to take with him, he was dressed up really sexy looking, cologne so he smelled great. He was just waiting for her to text to let him know she was at the place she was staying.
It kept dragging on, idk if she was stuck on the highway somewhere or what but it kept getting pushed back and pushed back. We watched some movies but he had his phone right there waiting for her to text again. Around 10 he opened the wine and said fuck it might as well us drink it. But she was still going to text him I guess.
I was wiped out so I went to bed, told him have a great time, he deserved it.
I guess a couple hours later he came to bed, I think kind of drunk. I was just halfway awake but I was thinking, damn he smells so good with the cologne and everything. I know he was pissed that it didn’t happen but honestly I still was a little jealous. I fell back asleep.
Woke up again awhile later from a ping from his phone. He hates me having my phone in the bedroom and he usually doesn’t have his either. I guess he turned it to vibrate, he was getting messages. I was awake but pretending to be asleep so he wouldn’t stop what he was doing.
I guess they were going at it in texts. I was lying there hoping she was sending him nudes. Then it happened, I felt him moving and I knew he was rubbing his dick. He stopped for a sec and I don’t know if he was looking to see if I was asleep still, but I played dead asleep. I thought for sure he would go out to the living room where he usually jacked off but he didn’t.
Lot of messages. I could feel him moving and it was making me crazy thinking he was jerking off right there. Felt like he was going slow.
More messages and he went a little faster. Then he had like this choked up groan/sigh and I knew he was cumming. I wanted to jack off so bad but I kept still.
I thought maybe he would get up and go clean off but he stayed there. A couple more messages and then he was dead asleep and breathing deep.
He was in a great mood all of today. He’s over with her now, said he won’t be home.
Last post was a couple weeks ago. Short catch up. I moved in with my dad about 3 months ago and he’s been making me crazy ever since. I moved off the couch into sharing a bed with him. I saw him jacking off in the living room. A couple weeks ago he was supposed to have a hot date, she cancelled but they were texting in bed and he jacked off next to me when he thought I was asleep.
He is pretty casual about being naked. I haven’t done too much or pushed things because I didn’t want him to stop and I think everything on his part was just from being clueless about how I was feeling. I don’t know what he would do exactly but I didn’t want to mess with a good thing.
He ended up getting to go out with his hookup sort-of-girlfriend and he was in the best fucking mood the whole time she was in town. He stayed with her most of the time so I got to be in his bed alone, which was kind of strange tbh. I got so used to feeling his weight in the bed and falling asleep listening to him breathe.
After she left, he would stay up late texting with her, out in the living room. I’d watch him a little, he wasn’t full-out jacking like he did the time I saw him watching porn, he was just playing with his dick in his boxers. Still fucking hot but also harder to watch him without being caught because he wasn’t wearing headphones like when he was beating off to porn.
Last night he was supposed to have a hookup with a different gf. I guess people are more likely to ghost now. Almost the same thing happened, he was thinking about it all day, spent time working out, shaved, showered, got dressed real hot, drove out to where they were supposed to meet and I guess she didn’t show. He texted me he was coming back. When he got back he was joking that I missed my chance to have somebody over. When I first moved in he used to ask about me dating and stuff like that but he’s kind of stopped.
He got a little buzzed. We ended up going to bed around the same time. I showered before bed, I do that most of the time and then just get in bed naked. He was asleep by the time I got in bed. He was snoring a tiny bit, it’s almost like a growl, really kind of hot to listen to.
I woke up in the middle of the night and I could tell what I had been fucking waiting to happen was happening. I could feel his cockhead touching me. Usually there’s enough space in the bed that even if he’s on his side, he’s not close enough to touch. But sometimes he tosses and turns and he will end up close to my side.
But I could feel it touching my leg. I listened and he was still breathing heavy with that growl. So I started trying to move back against him super fucking slow, so he didn’t wake up. I got so it was moving up against me. I tried to get it so it would be in the crack of my ass, but I couldn’t get the angle right.
But it was touching me and it felt so fucking hot. He wasn’t all the way hard, like kind of a big semi-hardon. It felt a little sticky, like maybe there was some precum. Or maybe just sweat.
I wanted so bad to hump against him but I didn’t want to risk waking him up or having him move. I just laid there, trying to control my breathing. My heart was fucking pounding. I thought I would be awake the whole rest of the night.
But I guess I fell asleep somewhere in there. Because I woke up again, it was starting to be light outside, and he was spooned up against me and his dick was hard and it felt fucking HUGE. He was snoring loud right in my ear, I guess that’s what woke me up. He was having some kind of dream. He’d snore, kind of stop and mumble something, then breathe heavy and then snore a little. I was trying to turn really really slow to get his cock in my crack. He mumbled something else and I swear I felt his cock flex. Then he turned over. God fucking dammit.
I was definitely awake then. He woke up maybe ten minutes later. He kind of rolled back and stretched and bonked me with his arm, he was so close. He said, guess I invaded your side, just kick me back to my side. I said I didn’t care. He got out of bed to go to the bathroom and his cock was coming down from a full morning wood. He came back and got in bed to snooze some more. I wanted to see how close I could get without him noticing. I got almost up against him before he rolled on his side. I got closer, maybe an inch away. But I was just making myself crazy.
Part of me thinks sometimes, I should move back to the couch. I almost can’t stand being so close. But I’m so used to it now. I jacked off today thinking about the feeling. It looks big but feels just fucking massive when it’s touching me.