Helping My Dad When in Need

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After years years of living away from home, I decided to move back home after mum's death as dad wasn't doing very well alone.

I had my old room back and it felt to be in a time capsule where everything was the same because mum never changed anything.

'Thank you for doing this, for being here now' says dad just outside my room.

'Hey dad, I am your son, we're family. You don't need to thank me or else. I am here with you and it's good to be back.' I respond cheerfully.

He comes close to me and squeezes my shoulder, showing me a nice smile.

Dad in his mid 50s is still a good looking man: tall, dark hair, full head of hair, dark-silvery chest hair and a good body with broad shoulders, despite sporting a bit of a belly but if I aged looking like that I would be really grateful, I say to myself. I can clearly say he is a hairy beefcake as the traits are still there.

It has been about six-seven month mum died and despite the big upset at the beginning, he seemed to do very well but when in the last few phone calls he seemed distracted and not eating much I felt that a good dose of me, Robert, was what dad needed to spring him back his old self.

Moving back with my dad was a big decision at first: losing my freedom to bring people around for casual sex was hard to give up but it's for a good cause, I said to myself.

As I keep on arranging things in my room, I feel the sudden urgency to got for a piss. So I leave everything behind and I go straight to the loo leaving the door slightly ajar. I lift the lid and sit, unzip my trousers and lower my briefs to let my dick out to piss when dad pops in and says casually in mid-piss: 'What do you fancy tonight to eat: pizza or Thai? There is a new Thai that makes delicious food just round the corner.'

'Possibly we should have the Thai as you are so keen' I respond awkwardly.

'Then it's decided, it's Thai.' says dad smiling.

I finish pissing, put my dick away, zip my trousers and dad is still there as he waited for something. That's not a big problem for me, pissing with someone next to me but I felt that something was going on. Maybe he needs to be closer? Or he wants to talk?

The rest of the day is mostly uneventful. The Thai food is really delicious as dad said and we spend the rest of the evening watching some telly.

The next morning, wearing a pair of brief, I go straight to the kitchen to wake me up with a big cup of coffee. Dad is already there wearing a pair of loose check boxers turned towards the counter and pouring some coffee for himself.

As he turns towards me it's impossible not to notice his hard tenting boxers and the elastic coming away from his body.

'Good morning sleepy head' he says casually.

'Morning dad.' I say stretching my arms

'You seem to be the only one sleepy here' says dad slapping my hard-on with the back of his hand.

Covering my dick I say 'Dad, I've just woken up. What do you expect?'

'Come on Robbie, I am just kidding.'

'Gosh, nobody called me Robbie for such a long time!' I respond surprised.

'If you prefer Robert, I will stop.'

'No dad, it's fine but only when we are alone. When with other people I prefer Robert, though.' I remark.

We have our coffees, something to eat and take our time.

'Do you have any plans for today?' asks dad.

'Well I was thinking about going for a run and possibly going to the cinema later' I reply half yawing.

'The cinema is a good idea, the run a bit less...' smirks dad

'Well if you want to keep fit, you need to move!' I reply wobble my tummy with with hands.

I get changed, put some shorts on, a t-shirt and trainers and rush out.

Coming back I am all sweaty and a bit tired from the run. I enter home and dad has cleared the breakfast cups and plates. He is dressed and is having a look at what's available at the local cinema on his laptop.

'How was your run?' he asks.

'Great. But now I need a good shower to freshen up.' I remove my t-shirt as I go towards the bathroom. There, I open the water and while I wait for it to come at the right temperature, I remove the rest of my clothing.

I forgot how comfortable the shower here is and I indulge standing in the water a bit longer as I get wet.

Suddenly dad comes in and says: 'I need to piss badly, hope you don't mind!' looking towards me. So he unzip his jeans and pulls his cock out and pisses in front of me, placing himself so that I can see him and his cock clearly. I pretend to ignore but he takes a long while to finish. And then as he squeezes his dick to get rid of the last drops he looks towards me and says: 'There is a cinema not too far from here that shows 1970s films. Or we can watch some action films? What do you think?'

Dad keeps talking towards me still holding his dick in his hand and I can't help but looking at him and what he is holding.

'Let's go for an old film' I say still rinsing in the shower.

'Okay then, I'll have a look what they give.' responds dad putting his dick back in his underwear.

Now the question I had when I was a kid about his dick size is finally answered. When not erected is big and long and I also notice that dad doesn't shave his pubes either. And as I come out of the shower I still think how bigger it will it become once hard. I say to myself that my penis isn't much smaller than his but I don't think it's a sensible idea to ask my dad to measure his dick against mine. Then I stop, why am I having all as crazy thoughts?

At the cinema we opted for a very old classic film as I know how much dad loves them. After that I offered him some dinner.

Back home I go to my room and get changed to something more comfortable.

Going back to the kitchen, I see dad pissing with the door completely open. As he sees me he says: 'If you want something to drink there are beers in the fridge or if you like something stronger there are in the corner cabinet.'

He talks to me holding his dick and pissing in front of me as it's the most common things to do. He knows that it's impossible for me not to notice his semi hard dick in his hands and also how difficult it is for him is to piss while squeezing it and talking to me.

Again, pretending not to notice I say: 'I'll have some beer if you're having some or a whisky.' And after that I walk away.

Now I am thinking that he likes to show off or he doesn't care if I see his dick. Are they really crazy thoughts now? I am not sure.

We have only one beer as tomorrow is a working day. After a quick chat where dad suddenly has the urge to scratch his dick ramming a hand straight in his underwear and holds it on his knob, nothing really happens.

The next day as usual I rush to work after a quick breakfast so I have no much interaction with dad. He asks if I need a lift to work so I take advantage and we leave together.

The day at work goes smoother than usual and as the last client cancels, I decide to go home earlier.

When I arrive home, dad is not there. So I go to my bedroom, relax and getting changed from my office clothes.

While getting changed, I decide to wank my dick as release some pressure. I sit on my bed with just my underwear and flick through some porn on my phone to get me started. I get horny pretty soon. My dick responds my massaging it with a good amount of precum and my hand makes a squelching sound against my cock as I wank. Suddenly my mind goes to dad and his big dick and somehow this makes me even harder.

I am quickly getting close to cum while I don't know how but dad gets into my room saying: 'I didn't know you were home early. I've just arrived. What shall we do for dinner?' but as he talks, I try to hide what my cock but I can't stop it and I cum all over my stomach and chest.

'Wow that's a big explosion!' blurts dad. 'So sorry Robbie, I didn't know you were having an alone moment. I didn't mean to interrupt...' says dad trying to cover a malicious smile.

'It's okay dad.' I respond with a half voice, covered with a small cough, still hiding my dick.

'Here, have some tissues.' says dad handing me the box.

'Thanks. No dad, I haven't decided what I want for dinner. I'll help you prepare in a minute.' I reply regaining my breath.

'Need anything?' continues dad.

'I'm fine. I just need to wipe myself clean.' I reply and with this, eventually dad goes to the kitchen.

Now I think that dad seems to enjoy the sight more than I thought and he purposely lingered as I got dry. Anyway, I put some trousers and a shirt on and I go to the kitchen.

Dad is in the kitchen behaves like nothing happened. He is wearing just a pair of tight short and I could clearly see something moving in his trousers. His bare hairy chest and belly are a big turn on for me and despite I've just cummed, I have to adjust my dick without him noticing.

'Robbie, the bloody boiler is playing again, would you help me, please?'

'Of course, just tell me what to do.'

'You need to hold the step-ladder so that I can reach it. And take these screwdrivers we might need them. Thanks' responds dad.

We go to the cupboard where the boiler is and dad opens a very small step-ladder to reach the boiler that is placed a big higher.

'I'm so sorry, you'll have to be just under the boiler to hold the ladder as I need to use the top step to fix it.' says dad.

'It's okay, don't worry.' I say trying to be helpful.

So dad climbs the steps and I hold the short step-ladder. There isn't much room so I am crammed very close to his crotch and his furry belly.

'Could you pass me the flat head screwdriver, please?' says dad.

'Here you are.' I respond and to do so my arm needs to squeeze a bit between his crotch and his belly. It's then that I see his zip is down and feel his dick moving in trousers.

'I shouldn't be long' says dad 'It just needs more water as the pressure is down.' and he hands me down the screwdriver very close to his crotch. I grab it trying my best not to touch his dick but without much success. Is he doing it on purpose?

'Thank you. We've done here' says dad getting down and adjusting his dick. 'It should be fine for a while.'

We decide to order some pizza and we watch something on the telly. I put things away and throw the pizza carton. Dad gives me a hand and afterwards he goes to his bedroom. I get ready to go to bed as usual, brushing teeth and pissing and while in my room I have a quick look at my emails on the phone while sitting on the bed just in my underwear.

Dad returns from the loo with his clothing on his shoulder, standing naked at the door of my room and asks: 'Do you need a lift to work tomorrow? and as he asks me this is scratching his balls and caressing his dick.

Here I can't help but looking at him and his dick that it's clearly getting harder. 'Tomorrow I have a meeting so I have to be at work a bit earlier. I will sort myself out. Thanks though.' I respond with a bit of dry mouth.

Meanwhile dad making a circle with thumb and index finger slides the head of his dick in it a few times and with that pulls his dick like in a wanking motion.

'Fine then, let me know if you need a ride back. Call or text me.' says dad while keeps on stroking and looking at me and his dick.

'Please try not to call me around three. I'll be in a meeting' says dad still lingering.

'I'll try to remember. Thank you dad. I will let you know.'

'Is there anything else I can do for you?' says dad now fully hard and still wanking.

'No, thank you. Night dad.' I say in half voice.

'Then good night Robbie.'

'Fuck' I whisper. He was there naked, nearly wanking in front of me.

The sight of my dad's doesn't leave me unimpressed. As I remove my briefs I see that I creamed myself. I go to bed, switch the lift off still thinking of him, my dad, with his opulent hairy body in front of me naked. I touch my hard dick but I feel too tired to have wank.

The next day I go to work on time and the meeting goes really well. Towards five o'clock dad calls about the lift.

'I am really sorry dad, I totally forgot. Could you pick me up at work at about 6.30, if you finish by then, please?'

'No problem at all. Actually it gives me time to get a film on the way.'

Dad comes on time and as I climb in the car I notice his attire.

'You know still look good in a suit, dad'

'Still? Still? Thank you and I look god naked too!' replies chuckling.

At home, we make some mushroom risotto as I know dad always loved mine. We have dinner on the sofa while we are watching a film dad chose. At a certain point of the film two male actors get involved, they get naked and one gives a blow job to the other. The scene is very visual and the sucking looks real too.

'I didn't know it was a porn, dad' I say staring at the film.

'It's not a porn. It's just a blow job and it looks like a good one!' responds dad.

The blow job makes my dick hard and I can't hide it this time. I hope dad doesn't notice it and while I half look towards him I notice that he is massaging his big cock. Then he turns towards me and says chuckling: 'Something got your attention.'

'And it seems to have caught your too' now I smirk.

So I try to hide my hard dick with my hands.

'Come on' says dad, 'you don't need to cover your hard-on.'

Dad keeps on massaging his dick as he watches the film as it were the most normal thing to do.

'So tell me Dad. I didn't know you liked gay porn or into men...'

'I've always been into dicks. But then I was young, it was also a different time don't forget that. I had to be with a woman, married or people talked. When I met your mother she was really sweet to me. And when I made your mum pregnant I decided to do the honest thing and marry her. Don't get me wrong I loved her dearly but she wasn't the love of my life. I have always been faithful to her but I prefer men and love dicks more. And so do you. I've seen the way you look at me when I touch my dick. ' so dad takes his dick out.

The view of his big veiny hard dick is now distracting me from the film altogether and I am getting wet too. Dad meanwhile gently massages his fucking cock up and down making me salivate. Fuck he notices it.

While dad is wanking is big cock, I notice that there's something white sticking out from the pocket close to me and the more he rubs his dick the more it comes out.

Suddenly this thing falls on the floor. 'Dad you dropped this' and I collect it from the floor. As I pick it up I recognise it: it's my dirty jockstrap!

'You fucking pig, you wanted to know how my cock smell like?' I say looking at my dad.

'Well, Robbie' stutters dad.

'If it's my fucking dick is what you want, take it!' so I lower my shorts and grab my big hard dick through my brief. 'It's yours and it's better from closer.'

So Dad places himself between my legs and starts to rub his face and lick my cock still in my briefs.

'So you wanked smelling my jockstrap?' I ask

'Mmm' mumbles dad.

So I grab his head and I trap it between my legs.

'You were doing it on purpose to show me your dick all those times and I bet you enjoyed when you saw me shooting all over myself, didn't you?'

'Mmm' keeps mumbling dad without removing his face from my crotch.

'Hope you liked all the teasing and looking because now if you want me you need to show me what you can do to me, to my fucking dick. So take it out of my briefs and suck that fucking big dick good.' I say to dad still holding his head down.

He removes my briefs and doing so my dick slaps him on his face. He grabs it with both hands and works it up and down making me moan a few times. He is really doing his best with my cock, sucking all my precum, licking and rubbing it with his beard.

'Go slower there otherwise I cum dad.'

But instead Dad gets up and places his cock full of precum in front of my face. 'So now, what about give your dad some relief?'

I can't resist and I take his cock in my mouth deep down to the balls.

To that dad says: 'Fuck. You were gasping for my dick, weren't you?'

I suck, lick and rub his big cock with my tongue, stubble and face. I want to feel it, possess it, make it mine. The fucking cock that dad has tried to seduce me with is finally in my mouth. I slurp all the precum from its fat head then I hold it in my mouth and lick his balls at the same time.

Dad likes my moves that moans and wiggles the more I suck him.

'Who is the fucking pig now?' smirks dad. So he hold my head down and makes me choke on his dick. Then as I gain some breath he does it again and again. He wants to stick his fucking dick down in my throat whenever he likes. 'You like dad's big fucking dick don't you?' and I nod because I want more.

Now we are on the floor sucking each other's dick and it feels so good to be sucked and have an hefty dick in my mouth.

Suddenly dad stop sucking and wets his fingers in his mouth and returns to suck my hard dick. Meanwhile he plays with my hole and then pushes in a finger, then two and now three. His playing with my ass makes me wanting more.

'Dad take me. I want your fucking big dick in me now.' I tell him.

So dad spit on his dick a couple of times and penetrates me. First he gently start with his cock's big round head and once it's in he pushes it all in me holding my shoulder and my hip.

I feel his massive cock in me, taking me, wanting to ride me like a wild animal. He starts pushing in slowly making me feel the length and heftiness of his dick.

'You like dad's dick in you, in your ass, don't you Robbie?'

'Ah, yes, yes dad' I say enjoying it.

Then dad puts he body on mine, holds me tight and pushes his dick harder and harder. He wants to own me with his body and hard dick.

'Yes Robbie, I am going to fuck you hard. I want to cream that delicious ass of yours. I am going to ride you so hard that the only thing you want in your ass is only my fucking cock. The other day when I was naked and jerking, I wanted to see how big my fucking cock is. I wanted you to crave it. I wanted to shove it in your mouth but you were playing with me. Now is in your sweet ass. You like it, don't you?'

'Fuck dad, ah, your dick is so big that, ah, I can feel it so deep in me.' I say panting. And to that dad pushes his fucking cock deeper in me and he holding it in he rubs the base of his dick in my hole and pushes in hard.

Then dad grabs my dick and wanks me hard while he pushes his fucking dick over and over in me. He puts his mouth close to my ear says: 'We are going to cum together. I am going to breed your ass while you cum.'

He wank my dick furiously and he gets me so excited that I can barely contain myself. I start panting hard as dad rides and wanks me harder.

Dad holds me closer to his hairy chest and cums in me shooting hard. I can feel pushing in four or five times as he shoots. Meanwhile he makes me cum so hard that I shoot all over the floor.

Then he removes his beast still hard from my hole.

'Now we are going to lick it.' says dad, now exhausted. So he licks my cum straight from my dick making me moan as my dick is now sensitive. Then dad collects some of his cum leaking from my ass and feeds it to me.

We kiss pushing our tongues deep in our mouths and holding our bodies close.

'Get ready, next time I want to cum hard in your throat. I want you to get accustomed to the taste and size of my fucking dick, son.'

And that's how I became my dad's cum damp.