My dad and I didn't start having sex until I was 18, this was around the time I had come out to my family that I was gay. I was home from my first semester of college around Christmas time. The house was empty except my dad and I. I had a question for him about what to get my mother for Christmas, so I went into his room, and as soon as I walk in the door, my dad walks out of his bathroom wet and completely naked.
It was really awkward for me but he didn't seem to mind it because he didn't try to cover up at all; he just let his hairy juicy half erect cock hang there. I could tell he was jerking off in the shower. I couldn't help but stare right at his cock, which was getting bigger by the second. I look up and my dad is looking right at me with a huge smile. I struggled to ask him my question about what to get my mom, he replied,
"It can wait."
He walked over closer to me and asked me what I thought about this situation. Not going to lie, by this point I have a full on boner and I had no intention of hiding it, I got the feeling he didn't want me to. I told him,
"It's getting me hard." That was when he grabbed my crotch,
"Lets go get cleaned up," he said.