Big Cock Fun - (2) Follow your dad.
From Create Your Own Story
Lucky for you, your parents' bedroom faces your garden, where the pool is, but they planted a tree directly in front of their large windows. The irony is that they did that to avoid people looking inside their room, but now you can use it just to do that.
"I'll be in the garden, mum." You tell her.
She nods absentmindedly and you run outside. You arrive at the tree and jump at the lowest branch that can hold you, quickly pulling yourself up and taking the next branch until you're just under one of their open windows. Even better, you find a branch that can hold your weight easily and you can grab the window sill to take a peek inside. You can see your dad sitting at his desk, cell phone in his hands and no shirt on. He is typing something, could be a chat, you see the movement of his muscles as his fingers move. 15 minutes pass and all he does is type on his phone. He is definitely chatting, as you recognize the sound for incoming messages. He is so focused on the conversation, you don't think he would notice you even if you climbed inside. Who is he talking to?
Suddenly, one of his hands reaches for his crotch. That's unexpected. He seems hesitant, but starts to rub himself through his jeans and types with his other hand. You've never seen your dad hard before, but the growing bulge in his pants looks very promising. Is he chatting with another woman? Is he cheating on your mother? Another beep, your dad doesn't immediately response for the first time, since you started to watch him, he swallows hard. What did it say? More beeps, maybe 3 or 4, you think. Reluctantly, your father gets up and you hide under the window, trying not to loose your balance. Shortly after, you dare to look inside. Your dad is still facing the desk and seems to think something over. More beeps. He looks at them. Then he begins to open his tight jeans and pulls them down over his round butt which is wrapped in tight-fitting boxers. You feel your dick harden. You wonder where this is going. He takes his phone and holds it above him to make a photo of his backside. Maybe the other person is into that? He stands there and waits for a replay. It doesn't take long. Your father chuckles and answers. The conversation seems to be going well.
You are still kinda surprised to find your father sexting. He certainly isn't a shy person. Actually, he can be kind of a show-off sometimes (which you don't mind at all), even an exhibitionist, but this is still new to you. Now he is even taking off his shorts! It's not the first time that you see him naked, your family regularly visits saunas, but his erection is new. It's expectedly similar to yours, maybe slightly longer. He bends forward and tries to take another picture of his backside, well, this time it looks more like he is focusing on his ass, as he pulls at one cheek. Damn, you want to get at that ass, you don't care that he's your father and start to stroke your own dick, thinking about how it would feel to penetrate his hole. His picture, again, gets an immediate and enthusiastic response as you count 4 messages. Your dad looks excited. He sits down again and the conversation continues. If he's talking to a woman, you'd have expected her to be more interested in his dick, but then again, who knows? To each their own, you think.
After a few minutes your father seems to be getting more nervous again, though, you don't know why. It takes him longer to respond and he seems unsure what to write. More messages come in, but he's not answering. Still more and he begins to type again, it's a short reply. Afterwards he turns to his wardrobe on the far side of where you are and opens it. Still naked, except for his socks, he goes through some stuff and pulls out two pieces: compression shorts and a tank top. First he steps into the shorts and pulls them on, clinging tightly to his hot ass, then he puts on the shirt. Your father bends down to grab his running shoes and the compression shorts stretch dangerously thin, you think you might even see his hole through them. With the shoes in hand he leaves the room and you don't see him anymore.
But his phone's still there.
You ...?
