Father And Son Bonding Time! Part 1 from 1 Author: This story is completely fictional! Let me explain; I search all over for people with great imagination and a deep dark fantasy and ask them to write an erotic story for me to post.
Whether these stories are fact or fiction, I do not know, but nevertheless they are hot and I want to share them with you. Written by my 19 year-old college mate. Okay, my parents split up when I was just boy and although I was unaware of it at the time it was a pretty bitter divorce.
It got so bad that my mother stopped me seeing my dad, telling me he wanted nothing to do with me. When I was in middle of school, I was by myself in the park when a random man came over and after nearly an hour of persuading and explaining, I realised that he genuinely was my dad.
He told me he'd always been watching me to find the right time to approach me in an attempt to get back in touch. Over the next four years when I was 18yo I would meet my dad secretly, telling my mother that I was with friends.
We'd go out everywhere and have a good time - making up for the time we'd lost when I was younger. Eventually, after four years of lying, I told my mother exactly where I was going all the time and with whom. She then kicked me out. Without hesitation, I moved in with my dad at his one bedroom apartment. I'd always stay on the sofa if I ever stayed over, and this was no different.
My dad quickly realised this was how it would always be and started looking for a bigger place to get me my own room. Three months later and I was still on that sofa, I'd gotten pretty used to it by now. One night I was making us some dinner while my dad was in the shower and there was a huge bang and a loud shout quickly followed. As I ran to the bathroom to see what was going on I heard my dad shouting; "My back! Son, I need you to come and help me.
I can't get up," it was almost as if he was begging. He must have been in a lot of pain because he was a well built man that was used to playing rugby where he'd getting battered and bruised but get back up and continue playing. I tried to open the door but he'd obviously locked it. You need to open the door! I'm not the strongest of people. I'm not skinny, but I have a typical twink body. I need to work on it badly.
I took a step back and kicked the door. It didn't budge so I kept kicking. Eventually it swung open to reveal my dad lying on the bathroom floor clutching his back in pain.
He was completely naked, his towel too far away for him to have reached while he was in agony. He had a pretty big cock. It was at least 5" flacid and pretty thick. I quickly grabbed the towel and covered him up. Ten minutes later I'd helped him off the floor and got him onto his bed.
The towel had fallen straight off as soon as he stood up but as I went to pick it up again, he said: Just get me to my bed, or the sofa. It was pretty weird seeing another man's cock. I had never grown up with any male figure in my life, I never played sports or went to the gym so I never used communal showers, and I'd never watched porn before. The only cock I'd seen was my own. I thought about it over and over again.
It was much bigger than mine. I wasn't small, but I wasn't as big as him. And certainly not as thick. Was mine still growing? Was it going to be that big? How big are cocks - are they all the same size or not?
I sound constipated I'm in that much pain. He fell out the shower and has done he back in. He needs you to come over a. I'll be over in a minute. He'd obviously been here a number of times before because he walked straight into the bedroom. I'd completely forgotten about my dad being naked!
Could you not have put some clothes on? Adam and I helped prop my dad up on the bed as Adam began to examine his back.
Clearly in pain, my dad was making all sorts of "Ooohs" and "Arrrs". Adam kept breaking into laughter. You fell out the shower, did your back in, your son had to break down the door to get you, you're completely butt naked in front of your son who had to carry you to bed, and now I'm here now and you're still sat there with your dick hanging out. You're a doctor, you examine dicks all the time.
And Clarke did NOT carry me in. And I don't examine dicks all the time But I suddenly had a thought - Adam was a doctor, and he'd just admitted that he sometimes had to examine penises quite a few times - he'd have some answers. When Adam had finished poking and prodding my dad's back, he suggesting resting for the remainder of the day and going to the doctors the next morning if it was still bad. As we guided my dad back onto the bed, Adam grabbed his cock and flopped it about as some sort of joke that it was there.
Adam laughed and left the room with a goodbye. We closed the door behind him as he turned on his television. I might not be at the hospital, but I'm still a doctor. I just haven't ever been checked out and to be honest, I wouldn't be able to spot anything even if there was something wrong. I've seen and heard it all before. You're not the first person, and you won't be the last. I went to sit down next to him. You need to get your kit off. The last time I had been this naked in front of someone, I was coming out of a uterus.
I began to tremble as the nerves kicked in. I unbuttoned my jeans and pulled down the zip. Adam stood up and put his hands on my arms, facing me.
There is no need to be so nervous. You've got a great body, you've got nothing to be ashamed of. You're not the one getting naked, getting your cock out.
I looked down and his jeans and boxers were around his ankles. I stood back, half surprised and half getting a quick look. His cock wasn't as big as my dad's, in fact I don't think it was as big as mine. His pubic hair was neatly trimmed and his balls looked as though he kept them smooth.
I didn't realise, but I was stood with my jaw wide open. My eyes must have looked like they were going to fall out of my head. I snapped out of the trance when he reached down for his jeans and boxers and pulled them back up, buttoning and zipping them up once again.
Especially as I knew my dick was bigger than his. Nerves were still running through me, but they'd calmed down since. With one quick movement, my jeans and boxers were around my ankles, just like Adam's had been a few seconds before.
Adam looked fairly young to be a doctor. He only looked about 25, which was a lot younger than my dad aged As Adam started examining my cock and balls, I decided to ask some random questions to take my mind off the matter. I accidently dropped a weight on his foot and insisted on examining it. I made a cautious look down to see him rolling my balls between his finger and thumb. I can't find any I'd had this feeling before. I might be a virgin, but I still got erections.
The only difference was that normally there was no movement going on down there with it.