I was born in a small town in the south west of England and as a small child never thought about my nudity at all. My parents allowed me as any very small child to wonder free around the house and garden in the summer totally naked and the only time I really got to see them naked was on the nude beach down at Studlands, where everyone goes nude.
Its wasn't till my parents moved to the states when I was 8 that I saw a massive change in my parents. We settled on the east coast and the first thing I noticed was how much better the weather was than in the uk and how because of that my parents rented a place with a outside pool and a hot tub. For me this was amazing as was able to play out in the sun all day long when not at school. As the place was totally private I was able to go naked in and around the house but for the first time I notice my parents were joining me and not just at the beach in the summer.
My Dad was far more free than my mum about nudity and as the months went on we were almost always naked at home. I can remember as a young boy how fascinated I was by his dick and the size of it. The hair around it and just how it moved when he was moving around. Our standard of life improved 100% and Dad was able to spend more time with my Mum and I and for the first time I felt more close to him than I had before.
As I got older, I started to get erection more and more and my parents from the start told me that they were perfectly normal and not to get embarrassed or feel ashamed if I popped one. It wasn't the first time I sported one but they were almost every day by that time. I asked my Dad why I kept on getting them and he said that that I was becoming a young man and that all men get them to help make babies and also to make him feel better. I had seen my Dad with erections, mainly first thing in the morning or maybe when out in the garden but he never made a deal of it or highlighted it so never felt like I could ask him about them till we had this conversation and I really did feel like a big boy. He said that he would told to me once mum had gone off to work and he would explain. I was super excited as I felt grown up yet I had no idea what he was going to say.
I barely left my Dad's side that morning and once mum was almost ready to leave I couldn't wait. She kissed me and my dad and said she would see us both later on and headed out the door. I almost jumped on my dad at that point and was told to calm it, which I did. I almost felt like I had done something wrong with the tone of his voice but he continued on. He said had I heard from any of my buddies mention the word masturbation or jerking off which I hadn't. He told me that all men do it to make them feel really good and that to do it you need to get an erection. While he was telling me this I looked down to see he was hard as a rock sat there on the sofa. I cannot remember detail by detail but I do remember how excited I was at that point. He then said did I want him to show me how to feel good and I said yes enthusiastically as he wrapped his hand around it and very slowly moved his hand up and down while not talking his eyes off of me. I remember seeing his foreskin rolling up and over is head and I popped and erection. It looked so neat and like it was the best toy. We were doing this for what felt like forever but could have only been five or ten min. before he told me that it was feeling really good. He made moans and groans and told me how great it felt. He started moving his hips and moving himself up and down on the sofa and then he said this is the best part and what makes babies and I will make this stuff at some stage. He eased my head closer to his dick and then sounded like he was in pain. I felt uneasy as I didn't have a clue what was going to happen next. All of a sudden with a few trusted and loud groans he came. It was unreal and totally unexpected. He regained himself and pulled me up close into him. I felt so grown up and close to my dad at that moment. He said that it had to be our little secret and asked me if I could do that. I said yes. My Dad said that if I could keep it between us then we could do it lots when we were alone. I couldn't wait once he had said that. He said he would teach me to do it to myself which he did but I'll save that and a few more true accounts for another time.
What he taught me was to just go ahead and enjoy myself. Just let it happen. If my dad hadn't have trusted me we would never have shared our bond that we still have as grown men today.