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Watching and Doing

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by BS Just after graduating from high school and while waiting to enter the Army, I was still living with my parents. On this particular day I had decided to skip work and had let my younger brother use my car. I slept in and around noon I woke up and decided to fix myself some lunch. The house is usually empty during the day with everyone at work or school. Not today! As I made my way down the hall and got near the den, I heard a slight noise, though I could'nt make out exactly what it was. I froze! I knew someone else was in the house. I dropped to the floor and crawled to a position where I could just see into the den. Was I surprised by what I saw. I was riveted by the vision. It was my dad, sitting at the computer, and was obviously viewing porn. And, he was absolutely naked. It was then I noticed the bottle of baby oil on the computer table, and that the computer mouse, which is normally on the right side of the keyboard, was on on the left. My dad is right handed, and yet he was working the mouse with his left hand. He would pull up a picture and furiously beat his engorged meat, and unceremoniously close the picture. Then he would pull up another picture and repeat the same procedure. Damn, the next thing I knew my own prick was getting hard, and was becoming uncomfortable, as I lay there on the floor watching the show my dad was putting on. I slowly and silently got to my knees and went backwards into my own room. I sat there for what seemed like hours, not knowing what to do. All the while, I was stroking my own cock, and wanting to see what dad was now doing. I took off my shorts and t-shirt and wearing only my boxers, I snuck down the hall again and peered into the den. Dad was now downloading videos and was jacking his prick to them. As I continued to watch him, I slowly stroked my rock hard dick. He downloaded videos of party girls, and when the music played he jacked off to the beat of the music. He down loaded videos of wet-t-shirt girls, and old women, and would talk to the images on the computer screen. He said things like, "that's it baby show me your pussy", "shake that ass", "play with yourself", and "that's right baby, I'm jacking off just for you". Then he did something strange, he down loaded videos of guys jacking off and jacked off in unison with the images. It was now almost 1:30, and I saw dad grab a handful of tissue and place it on the computer table. He replayed a video of an old woman exposing and fingering her old wrinkled pussy and stroked his prick like a crazy man and came on the tissue. I hurried back to my room and got back into bed and pretended to be sleeping. Within minutes I heard his car start up and back out of the driveway. I sprang from my bed and looked out of the window and watched him drive away. I immediately dropped my drawers and grabbed my cock. I looked at it, it wasn't but about five inches in length, but it had quite a girth. I had always loved playing with my dick, but after watching dad's show, I was truly turned on. I went into the den. I now sat in the same chair that dad was in and it was still warm from his body heat. I could still smell him in the room. He hadn't turned off the computer and it was still on line. I couldn't believe my luck. I immediately hit the history button and went to every site my dad had visited. I stroked my cock until I reached the very edge of orgasm and would back off. I used the same baby oil on my own dick as had my dad. I also moved the mouse to the left of the keyboard so I could operate the mouse with my left hand, and play with my pecker with my right hand. Finally, I watched those same videos as had my dad, and I found myself saying almost the same things as my dad. And, when I came to the same old woman fingering her pussy, I said, "that's it baby, let's get off together," and I shot streams and streams of hot white gooey cum. I tried to keep it all on the tissues, but some it flew onto the computer table. I did my best to clean it up, but it certainly did leave a spot. I left for the Army about two weeks later and never got another show like that. I sometimes visit my parents, and maybe one day, around noon, me and dad can do together what we did alone.

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