Gay father and son shower sex story

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Do you write sex stories or sex-related texts? Register here to post. Posted Sun 2nd of September Report. Introduction: A broken arm bring me and my dad closer together. I'm resubmitting this story with the correct themes. At 13 years old, spending a good part of my summer with a broken arm was not ideal, but what choice did I have? It was my own fault; I'd slid into home hard, intending to cream the catcher if he didn't get out of my way.

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He didn't, and I did cream him, but when he fell, it was directly on my right arm. I'd never felt that much pain before! But the pain pills made up for that, after the bone was set and my arm put in a cast. Thankfully I didn't have to worry about school, but for at least a couple weeks, my activities would be limited.

I know a lot of kids my age would have been happy to have an excuse to stay inside, reading comics and watching TV, or to spend all day on the computer, but that just wasn't me. I liked those things, but only sparingly. I'd rather be outside running and playing. I guess that's why I'm in pretty good shape, for a.

Trim and muscular, but not pumped up like those ridiculous looking guys in the muscle magazines. I stood about 5'6", weighedand liked playing lots of different sports. Baseball was my favorite, but I ran cross-country and played soccer, too. I thought when I got a little older I'd look into football, but wasn't sure yet. The first couple of days without the use of my dominant arm was an inconvenience, especially when I finally needed a bath badly enough that my mom put her foot down. The doctor had said I could bathe or shower, but that I had to keep the cast dry.

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I knew I'd need help getting clean, which was why I was avoiding it as long as possible; it was too embarrassing to be naked in front of someone else. Mom, though, finally said enough is enough, and told me in no uncertain terms that right after dinner, I was going to shower. Dad said he would help me, and I figured that would at least be less embarrassing since we're both guys. Still, I wasn't looking forward to it. After dinner, Dad and I went upstairs to see if we could figure out how to do this. I needed something to cover my arm to keep the cast dry, but we were at a loss.

Dad had some plastic, but it was a big tarp and he didn't want to cut it if he could avoid it. Mom was the one who came up with the idea of using a bread bag. One wasn't quite long enough, but by using two together, overlapped, we were able to make it work just right. Dad lightly taped the end over my upper arm, and we were set. We thought a bath might be best, but then Dad said "You know what? I need a shower too, so why don't we just get in together. You can wash most of yourself and I'll get what you can't. And I don't have to worry about getting wet anyway.

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Now Dad is 6'3", and also pretty athletic. At 37 he wasn't in tip top shape, but he still worked out and we played a lot together, so he was in better shape than most of my friends' d.

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With Dad's help, I got undressed and adjusted the water, then got in the shower. Dad got undressed and ed me just as I was getting my hair wet to start washing it. We chatted about normal things while dad squirted some shampoo into my left hand, and laughed as I clumsily tried washing it with one hand.

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I grinned and relaxed while he gently, but firmly, massaged my scalp getting the hair clean. I stood under the shower head and he rinsed my hair, making sure to get all the soap out. Once completed, my eyes were clear and open for the first time since Dad had gotten in. I'm not a stupid kid; I knew that at just 13 my own 4. It had to be 7", and he wasn't even hard. And it was thick! I was in mid-sentence, talking about my plans for the next day, when I saw it and stumbled over the words. Dad noticed. He'd seen where I'd looked just before tripping over my tongue. I knew you'd be bigger than me, but I didn't know it'd be that much bigger.

You get erections, right? I really filled out when I was 16 or 17, I reckon. Have you started playing with yourself yet? At your age I was doing it 2 or 3 times a day, and I didn't stop until Not as often, but a man's gotta do what a man's gotta do, right? And like Dad, I could go two or 3 times a day. More, probably, if I tried. I got even more embarrassed when I realized that just thinking about it now was getting me hard. I tried to hide it, but some things can't be hidden when you're buck naked in a small shower with your dad. Yes, I was embarrassed, but it was kind of funny, and I couldn't help but grin at him.

Then a sickening realization Gay father and son shower sex story over me, and my Dad must have caught my expression. You are going to have a hell of a time taking care of that, aren't you? It'll take some getting used to, but if you're motivated, and it looks like you are ha-ha, you'll figure it out. I just can't do anything else with my left hand. I don't know if I'll get that figured out or not. Seriously, just grip it like you normally would, take it slow, and you should be fine. I was shocked that he did that so openly, and even more shocked to see it twitch and start to grow.

In almost not time, it was sticking straight out, pointing at me. Anyway, give it a try, see what you think. I gripped my cock lightly with my left hand and gave it a few experimental tugs. It felt weird, and a little clumsy, but it felt good after going a few days without, and I got the feeling that I would get the hang of it in short order.

You should be fine," Dad encouraged. I didn't used to at all, but lately there's a small amount of semen. The first time, I had no idea what had happened and was surprised as hell. I even tasted it to see what it was.

I was always too afraid to taste a lot of it, though. I would just put the tip of my tongue on the wet spot on my hand. It's from your own body, and one day you're going to want a woman to take it in her mouth. You should at least know what it's like yourself before asking her to do that. And really, it's not so bad once you get used to it. Maybe that night. The whole time we'd been talking, we'd also been continuing to wash, and we were just finishing up.

Dad and I were both still erect when we stepped out of the shower and dried off. I see you still need to take care of yours, so you can either go to your room, or stay here and we'll do it together. Whataya say? He took his dick in hand and started jerking off.

I watched, spellbound, for a little bit, then remembered that I needed relief too. I put the toilet lid down and sat on it, which put my right in line to watch my dad while I played with myself.

Gay father and son shower sex story

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