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My Family
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Straight Male / 37
Jealous Dad
i grew up in a house with little modesty. I spent most of my time at home in just underwear. it was common for all of us to walk from the bathroom to our rooms either naked or just in a towel. We only had one bathroom for 4 people. But that all changed, sort of, the summer i was 17. i was on summer break and started working at a construction site for summer money. it was hard work and i really did stink at the end of every day.
So, one day i get home and strip down to my undies in the laundry room, then walked through the house to the bathroom to shower. i had done this like eveyday since i took he job. never thought it was a big deal. I wasn't naked. just in underwear.
i get out of the shower that day, wrap a towel around my waist. I was dead tired. i went to get some food and my dad was waiting in the kitchen sitting at the table. i rummaged through the fridge to make a snadwich. my dad said, "son. i think its time you started wearing more clothes around here. your not little anymore."
i just kind of laughed it off. this coming from a man who falls asleep in his chair every night in his gross tighty-whiteys that aren't even tight.
he followed it up with " your mom and sister arent comfortable with it now that youre older."
I was tired and just shrugged my shoulders and said OK.
A few days later i had the day off. I made sure to pull on some sweats before getting out of bed. normally i'd just hang out in my underwear in the mornings. i made me a cup of coffee and plopped on the couch. my mom was watching TV. I don't know why, but i thought i'd just ask her. "Mom? Does it bother you that I just wear underwear. Dad said it did."
She kind of laughed and said "oh jesus. your dad is a real putz." i laughed back.
Then she said she didn't care if i was in underwear or nothing at all, but "your dad has been complaining for the last year or so..." she paused..." because youre, you know, bigger than he is."
i chuckled nervously. and it made sense.
i respected my dad's wishes and didn't parade around while he was home. not that i intentionally was trying to show off anyway. but when i knew he was gone, i didn't care and actually did start revealing a bit more. my mom saw me totally naked that summer more than she probably wanted to.
it was never really sexual, but now that i'm 20 years older, i often think back about that time and have some wild fantasies.
So, one day i get home and strip down to my undies in the laundry room, then walked through the house to the bathroom to shower. i had done this like eveyday since i took he job. never thought it was a big deal. I wasn't naked. just in underwear.
i get out of the shower that day, wrap a towel around my waist. I was dead tired. i went to get some food and my dad was waiting in the kitchen sitting at the table. i rummaged through the fridge to make a snadwich. my dad said, "son. i think its time you started wearing more clothes around here. your not little anymore."
i just kind of laughed it off. this coming from a man who falls asleep in his chair every night in his gross tighty-whiteys that aren't even tight.
he followed it up with " your mom and sister arent comfortable with it now that youre older."
I was tired and just shrugged my shoulders and said OK.
A few days later i had the day off. I made sure to pull on some sweats before getting out of bed. normally i'd just hang out in my underwear in the mornings. i made me a cup of coffee and plopped on the couch. my mom was watching TV. I don't know why, but i thought i'd just ask her. "Mom? Does it bother you that I just wear underwear. Dad said it did."
She kind of laughed and said "oh jesus. your dad is a real putz." i laughed back.
Then she said she didn't care if i was in underwear or nothing at all, but "your dad has been complaining for the last year or so..." she paused..." because youre, you know, bigger than he is."
i chuckled nervously. and it made sense.
i respected my dad's wishes and didn't parade around while he was home. not that i intentionally was trying to show off anyway. but when i knew he was gone, i didn't care and actually did start revealing a bit more. my mom saw me totally naked that summer more than she probably wanted to.
it was never really sexual, but now that i'm 20 years older, i often think back about that time and have some wild fantasies.
