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Dad in the Shower

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by Generate69@aol.com I grew up in a small town in Alabama, where being gay was not only unheard of, I didn�t know anybody that was gay. I�m now 22, and moved to a bigger city where to my surprise there were thousand of horny men like me. My step-father was a big burly man, about 38, red hair, red beard, and red cock hair. He had always been a fantasy of mine from as far back as I could think of. I couldn�t wait for him to sneak off to work so I could snatch his underwear out of the bathroom and jerk off with his sweaty underwear in my face. I sometimes had six or seven pairs laying around me in the bed trying to smell nothing but his smell in my bed. In the summertime I would work construction with him to make some extra money, I would love to sit underneath him on a ladder just to sneak a peak at his crotch. I don�t know what the fascination was with him, mainly the red hair and the fact that he was so muscular, about 6�3, 240 lbs., all muscle and hair. The thought that adults jacked off never crossed my mind. I always assumed that once I hit 30 or so that the desire would never be there�boy was I wrong, the older I got the more the urges come. I noticed that sometimes he would go into the bathroom and be in there for 30-40 minutes, but I had assumed that he was just trimming his beard or what have you. The house I lived in had a bathroom window in the shower from the floor to the ceiling, with a mini-blind that was always closed so you could not see in. Of course the blind got soaking wet while you were showering. One night I had to be somewhere, and I had been waiting on the bathroom for an eternity, and he just wasn�t coming out, so I decided to just go the way I was. I left the house and on my way to the car, I noticed the shadow of him in the shower. I had lived in the house for almost a year and I had always been self-conscious about somebody looking in on me, and never thought about the fact that I could look in on the man of my desires. I walked up the window and there he was, the vision of my desire..standing there naked, water and soap on his body, with his hands on his hair washing out the shampoo that he had just scrubbed in. The window was open so the water was actually splashing little droplets on my face as I stood there. My cock instantly started burning a hole in my pants. I rubbed the outside of my pants and figured I should go back inside and jack off this throbbing dick. That�s when it happened! I wasn�t standing there more than 30 seconds when I watched him reach for the soap and start to soap up his cock. This was the greatest thing I�d ever seen. There I was not a foot away from his cock, and he didn�t even know it. He held the soap in his left hand, and started slow rhythms on his not fully erect cock. His dick wasn�t the biggest I�d seen in magazines, but It was everything I�d imagined, about 6", full and thick, with big balls. And all of his red chest and cock hair was a deep red from the water. I realized that I could not let this opportunity pass by without sharing it with him. I walked to both sides of the house to see if anybody was close, and ran back to the window and unzipped my pants to join him. He didn�t move a muscle, he just stood there, pumping and pumping his cock. I had my cock in his hand and used some of the soapy water in the window sil to lube my own cock. I m a rather tall guy, 6 3, so I was tall enough to see in the window at a height to see everything with the angle of the miniblinds. It wan t to cum with him so bad. I had to wait on him, I couldn t just cum and not watch the end of the greatest thing I d ever seen. I just grabbed ahold of my dick every now and then and gave it a few tugs to keep my sensations going. He started to change positions and I got nervous and moved away from the window, I looked and the shadow wasn t there. I was scared. I peeked really quick in the window to see where he was, and my true to life fantasy got even better. There he was laying in the bathroom tub with the water running out of the bottom of the tub. He was playing with his nipples and still jerking off his cock. I could not go that long without spewing all over the side of the house. I waited and waited, and finally his body started to twitch, and that was my cue to release my load. His cock grew tight, and the cum started landing all over the hairs on his chest. I couldn t hold back any longer, I blew a load, and stood there and caressed my dick. I watched as he dried himself off, and I could not resist going back in the house to see his face. I just wanted to tell him that he had just jacked off with his step-son, but he could not have handled that. There were many, many encounters after that. He would have friends from work (other construction workers) take showers before going out, it seems like the showers was the place to empty your load after a hard day s work. It was almost a ritual at night to go to the window to jack off with somebody until one day the mini-blinds were turned the opposite way. Somebody must have caught on.