It had been months since I last heard from my son Patrick. So it came as a surprise when he called me.
"Dad, how are you doing?"
"I'm OK, it's good to hear from you. How are you and Sumei?"
He paused a moment, "um not so good actually. That's part of the reason I'm calling."
I was immediately worried. Our family has had enough sadness recently and the thought of my son being in trouble was unbearable.
"What's wrong? How can I help?"
"We'd rather tell you in person. Would you be able to come for a visit soon? You're the only one that can help."
"Of course, but just tell me your both OK health-wise?"
"Yes dad, we're both fine. It's something else."
I immediately calmed down somewhat. Their problem must be financial and that was something that could be solved.
The last time I'd been to their place for a visit had been when Patrick's mother, my wife Helen had still been alive. She passed away suddenly a year ago and I was still coming to terms with the devastating loss. We were both in our mid-fifties and reasonably fit for our age.
Patrick was keen for me to visit as soon as I could so we settled on a date 2 weeks away. He wanted me to stay for an extended period which I found surprising but not at all disagreeable.
I'd always gotten on well with my son and even after he surprised us by getting married while still at university our relationship remained strong. His wife, Sumei was Chinese and they met at university. Both Helen and I were worried they were rushing into things when they got married six months after meeting, but they'd been together for 5 five years now and as far as I knew things were good.
We hadn't seen much of each other as they lived a two-day drive away and with all of us busy working 9 to 5 jobs opportunities were limited. I'd last seen them at Helen's funeral. They'd only been able to stay for two days and I could not really remember much of the visit.
Luckily I had accumulated a lot of vacation time and, as I wasn't planning any other trips, got extended leave from my employer. Planning for the trip was a distraction and it felt good to have something to look forwards to.
I made sure to pack my financial records so that if they needed money, I'd have everything in place. With the car loaded I set off on the long drive. It had been ages since I'd been on the road like this and it was exhilarating. I made good headway and spent a night at a motel just off the highway.
As I lay in bed trying to sleep I heard the sound of a couple entering the room next door. The soundproofing was adequate at keeping road noise out but failed miserably between rooms. I could hear every word they said and soon every other sound they made.
I'd never heard someone else having sex before and was surprised by how arousing it was. At first, the woman giggled and I heard whispered terms of endearment before the moans started.
I'm embarrassed to admit that my penis was soon rigid and I couldn't help but stroke it lightly as I listened to the sounds of sex next door. I hadn't had sex in over a year and before that Helen and I had indulged at least once a week. It was something I missed but not the most important aspect of losing my wife. I would have happily forgone having sex for any extra time I could have had with her.
Next door things got louder and I could now hear the bed squeaking and the headboard tapping against the wall rhythmically. I smiled to myself as I pictured the couple next door and felt myself getting close to climaxing as the woman screamed in orgasm.
It came too soon for me and with the silence, I suddenly felt foolish and ashamed of what I was doing. My erection faded and shortly afterwards I fell asleep. The next morning, I met the couple I'd overheard as we both exited our rooms together. They were about the same age as Patrick and Sumei and looked very much in love. I felt a twitch in my pants and blushed slightly as I looked at the woman.
She was petite but had curves where it mattered and seemed braless as the t-shirt she was wearing showed her nipples as two distinct points that I couldn't help noticing. I raised my eyes to find her smiling at me which made me feel even more like an old pervert. Thankfully she and her partner didn't seem bothered and wished me a good day as we parted.
I discovered my love of big nipples when my first girlfriend let me see her breasts. They were small but I didn't care as I was immediately drawn to her disproportionately large nipples. They were just begging to be sucked and I did so with gusto. She loved the sensations this provided and was delighted by the fact that I wasn't put off by her small tits.
I lost my virginity to this girl but gained a lifelong fetish for big nipples. Luck was with me when I fell in love with Helen and after our fourth date discovered she was blessed with what I desired most in a woman. I felt my pants tenting as I recalled the perfection of my wife's breasts. I never tired of them and took every opportunity to suckle. After Patrick was born, Helen would often invite me to join our son as he breastfed. Incredibly her nipples got even bigger and remained so until the day she died.
Of course, I found her slim figure and pert bottom arousing but nothing turned me on more than the sight of her inch-long teats. I loved for her to show them off and, luckily for me, she wasn't shy about doing so. I thought back to our numerous visits to nude beaches and saunas. Helen loved to tease me in these situations and nothing pleased her more than to see me struggling to prevent an erection when I saw other men staring at those prized attributes.
I shook my head and ruefully pushed these thoughts from my mind and concentrated on driving. I arrived at my destination in the evening. Patrick greeted me at the doorway with a hug and I gratefully accepted it. Sumei was nowhere to be seen and I was suddenly worried there was a problem with their relationship.
"Is everything OK with you and Sumei?"
Patrick looked at the floor and seemed hesitant to answer.
"We're both healthy but we have a problem that we hope you can help us with. Sumei is upstairs. She's a bit embarrassed by the situation and would rather only join us once I've explained everything to you."
I nodded and thought the issue must be financial after all.
"That's fine but you should tell her there's nothing to be embarrassed about. We are family and these things can happen to anyone. I would never judge either of you."
Patrick looked slightly confused but nodded.
"Um, thanks, dad. That means a lot. Why don't you get settled in and then join me in the kitchen when you're ready."
I nodded and took my suitcase to the guest room located at the back of the house. It was a good size with a door leading to the garden and an adjoining bathroom.
I used the facilities and then went to the kitchen. Patrick was getting a beer from the refrigerator and offered me one. I accepted and with beers in hand, we sat down.
He seemed reluctant to speak so I kicked off the conversation.
"Look, I can tell this is difficult for you so just tell me how much you need."
He frowned and rolled his eyes slightly before answering, "it's not about money dad. We're fine in that regard, in fact, better than fine."
It was my turn to look confused.
"This is difficult to say."
"It's OK son, you can tell me anything."
He took a deep breath and then nodded.
"Sumei and I have wanted to start a family. We've been trying for a long time but it just never happened."
I hadn't been expecting this. I nodded and waited for him to continue.
He took another breath, "we went for tests and both of us are perfectly healthy but for some reason, I'm firing blanks."
My eyes widened, "I'm so sorry Patrick. Do they know what's causing the problem?"
"Do you remember the accident I had on my mountain bike when I was 14?"
I nodded.
"Well, apparently, there was some damage to my testes."
"Shit. Is there nothing that can be done?"
He took a full of beer and shook his head. "No."
He was close to tears and I could see how much this meant to him.
"So tell me how I can help. I'll do anything for you both."
He wiped his eyes and took another mouthful of beer before continuing.
"Um, let me explain something first."
