A true confession:

After helping me move my clothes and furnishings back home my dad popped us a beer and said, how can such a beautiful woman turn into such a ugly, evil and spiteful bitch? I had just filed for divorce after 15 months of marriage but it had nothing to do with me being bisexual. We talked while we ate a pizza and drank a couple of beer. I told my dad, now I know why you begged me not to marry her. Dad said, it had nothing to do with her or suspicions she was a bitch. I asked, then why? Dad said lets have another beer and changed the subject.

Now that we had finished a six pack and relaxed dad looked at me and said, I knew you would never be satisfied married - had nothing to do with her. I was puzzled with his comment and seeing the expression on my face dad said, I know your bisexual, son. Your mom has no idea so lets keep it that way. But if she knew it would be okay. Neither of are homophobic. Its just your an only child and your mom wants grand children, but not at the cost of your being miserable.

My dad and I had many talks about sex and he made sure I had condoms and lube to jack off with growing up. However, dad's comments had left me numb and speechless. Dad started talking about the game when I asked, who told you I was bisexual? He said, no one. Then how, I asked? Dad said once you reached puberty I saw the way you looked at my cock when we showered together after swimming and the gym. The way you starred at my cock in my white jockey shorts, I suspected - I believed you were interested. I felt my face turn red as I was embarrassed that I was so obvious - even as a teenager. Dad laughed and said, it's cool, son. Your not the first man to cruise my junk and you won't be the last. I said, was...am I that obvious. Dad said, not once you got in high school, but before when we were alone you looked long and hard -but that's cool, son.

I.m digesting all this over the next few minutes as I retrieved us another beer from the refrigerator. I apologized again, but dad dismissed it as being part of growing up, exploring your surroundings as one seeks to find themselves. Then dad said, do you remember the time your mom's sister spent the night and she and your mom left before dawn driving to Atlanta to pick up your grandparents? I said, yes. That was the morning I knew beyond any doubt you were gay or bisexual. You thought I was sound asleep when you slipped into bed with me, but I was awake - wanting to go back to sleep. When you reached your hand over and began to search for my cock I was wide awake but my eyes were closed. I screamed, oh no dad. He laughed and said, you got a good feel, didn't you? Then, when you turned on your side I felt your hard cock against my leg I knew then you wanted some dick. I was shocked, scared and not sure if I should slap your hand away or push my jockey down. I was actually biting the inside of my lower lip so not to get full hard - but you still got a rise and that's when I felt your cock shoot in your shorts and wet my leg. You rolled onto your back and slide out from under the sheets, out the room closing the door behind you. I was trying to process that my teen aged son slipped into my bed, was feeling up my dick and got so hot that he shot off and never touched his cock.

After I gained some sense of reality I apologized again and said, why didn't you say something? Why did it take a divorce and 14 years to talk to me? MY dad said, you never came back again so I felt like you got what you needed elsewhere. I asked, "come back again"? Did you want me to come back again? Only if you needed to explore some more, dad said. I asked, would you have stopped me had I come back? He said, not sure but if you needed to explore me more you could have. However, there would have been nothing but some feeling around and jacking...not until you were legal. Then, you could have done anything you wanted. Dead silence in the room for a minute. Dad looked at me and said, its okay because no sooner than I heard your bedroom door close my shorts were at my knees and I was jacking the hardest cock of my life. It could not have been more than a few strokes that I experienced a leg jerking, body shaking orgasm that hit the head board soaking my face and chest. The biggest orgasm of my life -PERIOD. I was so weak after I could barely move, much less think...and dad rolled his head back letting out an amazing it's okay laugh.

I was frozen in my seat and suddenly sober as a preacher on Sunday Morning. Dad and I had many discussing since then and when he finally offered to watch porn with me was the first time I saw his cock hard through his shorts. He stood, unzipped and pulled out his hard cock. I leaned forward opening my mouth and dad guided his cock into my mouth and I went down on my dad. No more than 30 to 60 seconds and dad unloaded down my throat. I did not allow one drop to escape my mouth holding my lips tight until he pulled out. Dad pulled me to my feet then reached down and unzipped my shorts. He reached in and pulled out my hard cock kneeling as he pulled it out. My straight, macho, pussy hound dad was sucking my dick and I came just as fast and intense as he had.