Ok. So my dad is a hunk!
Like god! He's well built, hairy, funny. Don't get me wrong he was a awesome dad! But I still can't help but feel certain ways towards him.
I love him.....
But what I didn't know was he felt the same way....
It all happened one Sunday. Was raining. No pouring. Non stop. So we were stuck in.
"Son! Come on! You promised!" I remember moaning. I don't want to play board games with dad. Mainly cause he always cheated.
Like all the time! Even now!
Anyway, I walked downstairs. Made my way to the living room.
We'd been cooped up for a while. To this day I still remember how the Shiite was filled with his manly scent.
His clothes scattered round the house. God it made me so horny.
"Can we just get this over with." He smirks. "Come on. A bit of monopoly won't kill ya."
I sit down and reluctantly play. He was drinking, I wouldn't go as far as to say he was an alcoholic, but he definitely drunk way to much.
"Ok. Let's raise the stakes." He said out the blue.
I remember not really paying attention. I was loosing. I always loose. He's a business man after all. Monopoly was a business game after all.
"Yeah? How?"
"Every time you have to pay up. You have to either drink or strip a piece of clothing."
Now I look back, I'm so glad he said that! But at the time I was puzzled, confused and scared.
"Ummmm what? No! Why?"
He chuckles. "Chill out son. Come on! It's boring at the mo! Please."
I remember agreeing just to shut him up. He was annoying me. Quiet a lot.
At first nothing changed then I landed on one of his hotels. "Fuck."
He smirks. "Pay up. Then drink up. Or strip down. Up to you."
I remember taking a shot. I wasn't going to strip!
After three more rounds, dad landed on to my only hotel. I remember cheering. Then shouting "off! Off! Off! Off!" Yeah I'd been drinking in between my moves.
He gave me a weird smirk, temporarily removed his glasses, and took off his shirt.
I'm pretty sure I cummed in my pants as soon as he did that.
He bounced his pecs and winked. We continued to play.
I took shot. He removed his socks. (He has big feet....) I took off my shirt. He took a shot. Then I took a shot. Then I took another. Then he removed his jeans. Finally I removed my jeans.
We both sat there. In our boxers. His red. Mine blue.
The worst bit was. We were all out of alcohol. Which meant whoever had to pay next would have to strip fully.
Luckily for me it was dad. He smirked "looks like I'm playing naked." He smiles slipping them off.
I cummed the second time. Fucking hell! He was massive! I finally knew where I got it from.
He smirks. "Keep staring son and I'll have to come over there and kiss you."
I was taken aback. "Dad! I'm you so....." he cut me off with a kiss. I moaned as his cock became hard and probed me.
It was bliss. He pulled back slightly. "How was that?"
I nodded. "Good."
He smiles, and strokes my cheek. "I love you son. More than I should." I blush and moan. "I..... I love you to. More than I should."
He chuckles. And licks my cheek, causing me to shudder. "Mmm daddy." I now know he likes it when I say that.
"Owww baby." He kisses me again. "Bed room now."
Now I bet your extremely hard right now. But I'm in a cheeky mood. I'll leave you wanting more. Maybe daddy can tell the rest another day. But I'll tell you this. Right now I'm in bed, his massive muscular arms rapped round me. His pits right next to my face, a raging bonner in my boxers ready for him to suck......
