I came home from class yesterday, and the house was quiet. I got a Coke from the refrigerator, and made a sandwich. I was just enjoying my food when I heard a quiet thump upstairs. I went up to see if my Dad was home, and saw his door open. I walked down the hall, still chewing, and got to the door, but stopped. I saw my dad's bare feet, hanging off the side of his bed. His toes were curling, and stretching, so I knew what was going on. I wanted to watch him cum like at the camping trip, but I felt pervy about it. Kind of curious, but still pervy.
I turned around and walked back to the stairs, and then changed my mind and went back. I slowly peeked around the corner, enough to see his hands and dick. He was breathing heavy, but quietly, and I knew he would blow soon. He let out a couple of grunts, and shot cum straight up in the air. He has a really thick bush of pubes, and the cum splattered in it. His cum was almost clear, but there was a lot of it, and I could even hear it hit his skin, like heavy rain drops. His feet went limp, and he kept jerking his dick, with more cum coming out. He must have not let a load out in awhile, cause it was a really big load.
I went back to the stairs and down to the kitchen. I got my tablet out, and went on a site for awhile until I heard him shower. He came downstairs and asked how my day was like normal. He was really relaxed and in a great mood, but I would be too if I shot a load like that.