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Dad looked so amazing that hot Summer afternoon. He was 49 when I was born so by my peak jerk off years he was in his early to mid sixties and handsome as hell. Silver wavy hair, broad muscular shoulders and big arms covered in tatts he’d gotten while in the coast guard and the navy.
By comparison I was half his size, slim with a head of floppy dark hair, a tan smooth body and a dick with a mind of its own. I had already jerked off once that day already, but what happened next had me yanking on it all afternoon!
I’d sat in the living room near the air conditioner where dad was watching TV, he’d fallen asleep mid afternoon as usual, weakling just loose boxers with his big balls just on the verge of tumbling completely out one leg and I planned to sit there stroking it and watching his balls sag and hang, roll back and forth and then the sight I always waited for, that soft uncut thick cock of his, nestled between those big goose egg balls.
I suddenly saw though that his cigarette was just getting ready to slip off the big amber glass ashtray when I saw it and reached over just in time to save the house from burning down, or at least burning a hole in moms coffee table which would have made life miserable for all of us for quite a while!
I was just about to lean back into my chair as I placed dad’s cigarette back into the ashtray when I looked down and took a rally good look of those big balls of his hanging out. I’d never been this close to them, it was always dad in the sofa, me in the big chair, dad would fall,asleep and that’s when I’d take the opportunity to get a good look at his cock and balls and jerk off a nice big load!
Sometimes rolls were reversed, I’d pretend to be asleep and peek out from under my long thick head of floppy hair and just drool 9ver dad sitting there just a few feet away.
His balls were always hanging out which got me hard so I’d let my boner work it’s way out the leg of my gym shorts and it would just be sticking straight out and throbbing and leaking.! Eventually dad would wake me up and tell me to cover up.
I’d gotten bolder though, I’d reach down and squeeze it while making eye contact with him and I’d talk to him as I jacked it. I’d act all innocent and ask things like”is it bad for me to do this too much? Can I I hurt myself?”
Dad would awkwardly answer telling me to “just leave it alone and it’ll go away” then he’d pack me off to my bedroom or bathroom to finish myself off. That’s when I got the idea of leaving the door open so he’d get a good view of me shooting my load!
But this time I was wishing just inches of those gorgeous balls and cock of his having leaned across him to catch that burning cigarette. I couldn’t stop myself. I reached down and very gently cupped one of his big balls in my hand.
It was smooth and warm and firm, but surrounded by a huge sack of smooth, sagging, pink skin. I stretched my fingers a little further barely supporting both balls in my hand. I gently lifted them feeling their weight, he was hung like a horse!
I softly stroked the back of his nutsack with my fingertips and kept barely lifting those big balls up and own while all the time making sure dad was still asleep! I was just barely touching him, I couldn’t risk his waking up and catching me!
I suddenly felt a wetness on my hand, dads cock had slipped out and all the gentle rubbing and massaging had gotten him half hard and he was now drooling precum all over my hand. I immediately tasted it off the tip of my finger. It was sweet and drooling down his foreskin and cock.
By then I didn’t care if he woke up or not. I had dads hard cock in my hand and stroked it using his slippery precum as lube while I stroked the back of his nutsack with the tips of my fingers on my other hand.
m dad shifted and moaned softly, but his eyes were still closed so I figured he was eithe still out or just playing along, frankly I didn’t care and I grasped his hard shaft with my one slick wet fist and pumped him faster and faster.
I thumbed I’d big erect nipples and I stroked his balls, all the time stroking him faster and faster, his breaths getting deeper and closer and closer until he was panting, groaning and finally squirting a huge wet load of dad cum all over his stomach, chest, neck and face. I buried my face into those puddles of cum and stroked myself to an explosive orgasm that shot with such force that it was almost painful.
We both laid there for I don’t know how long in a sticky heap, hot and flushed, hard and throbbing, covered in each others cum.
There was an awkward silence and I just slipped into dads arms and he instinctively held me, stroking my hair. “I love you daddy” I told him. “I love you too son” he responded, “but I don’t think we should…”
“I know dad, I know, but I’m so glad that my first time was with you, with someone I love” and I kissed his cheek. I ran to the bathroom returning with two warm, damp wash clothes and I told him to just lay back and I’d wipe him down. Which I did, slowly, gently, then just a little firmer, a little faster…
“Whoa son, what did I just say about this? I don’t think we should…” by then I was kneeling in front of him and placed a finger tip to his lips, and began lightly licking the tip of his foreskin “shhhhh, there’s one more thing I want to do…”