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I knew from a very early age that I liked boys. My Dad was 30 when I was born -- the last of four children. My dad worked all the time, not spending as much time with me as he did with the rest of my siblings. The object of my j/o fantasies was my dad. I became very curious by the age of 11 or so what he looked like naked. He was a man's man -- a typical sports jock -- and had the body to go along with it. I did remember however, when I was much younger taking baths with him. But now I was older and it had been a while since I had seen dad totally naked. I remember trying to catch him naked either getting in or getting out of the shower. It was a beautiful sight to behold. He was tall, muscular, hairy and uncut. Everything I was not. If I was successful, I'd usually go back to my bedroom and jack off.
I remember one time after I 'caught' him. He didn't know I had slipped in the bathroom while he was jacking off in the shower. I guess he was too into what he was doing to notice me watching him. I was sitting on the toilet as he turned off the water and stepped out. His dick was still hard and swollen. I got a way-too-quick boner watching him pleasure himself and I was wondering how I could possibly get up and him not notice.
Well, I went for it and -- yep -- he noticed. He was really cool about it and told me not to worry, that all boys go through a curiosity phase and I was no different. He asked me if I was jacking off yet. I told him yeah. He jokingly told me all guys do it and the one's that say they don't are liars. It made me feel like I wasn't doing something wrong. He gave me a big hug and told me he loved me and not to worry about anyone finding out about our conversation, it was just between a dad and his son.