A SURPRISE AWAKENING
When I was about 14 and my younger b*****r and s****r and I were living with Dad after my folks got divorced. Dad worked a lot of hours and we k**s were pretty independent. He would come home around dinner time and by 9:00 he would be in a deep sl**p in his recliner in the living room in front of the TV. This was the norm and we would often find Dad still asl**p in his chair when we woke up the next morning. Being rather old school, Dad would take his work pants and shirt off after dinner and just sit around in his boxers and t-shirt.
One night I had trouble sl**ping and went to the living room to watch some television. It was just past midnight and, as usual, Dad was asl**p in his chair. I turned on the TV and watched a while and kept looking over at Dad for signs he was awake. His heavy, almost snore breathing let me know he was out. He looked pretty comfortable flipped back in his recliner with his feet up. At one point I got up to go to the kitchen for a drink and had to pass by Dads’ chair. I looked down and saw the flap of his boxers spread open and I could see the head of his soft cock just peeking out. I kept walking to the kitchen but couldn’t get the image out of my head. On the way back, I stopped just above the top of his chair so I didn’t disturb him and just stared at his cock. The head was glistening with either the remnants of some errant piss or cum from his latest jerk off. The only light in the room was from the TV so I got braver and closer until I was just a foot from his cock. My breathing was getting heavier and I could feel my heart racing. I was standing right next to Dad so I got down on my knees to get an even better view.
I was almost mesmerized by the sight as I had not seen that many cocks up to then, especially that close up. It wasn’t especially large, being flaccid, and I could only see the top of his sack as the rest was tucked in his boxers. I looked at Dad a couple times for any signs of awakening and when I was so horny I couldn’t take it anymore, I leaned in and stuck my tongue out and licked across his cock head and piss hole. It tasted musky and of course, and had my Dads’ smell all over it. After the first lick, my eyes darted toward his face and he had not moved. Still looking at his face and still hovering over his crotch I licked him again, lingering a little longer this time. The second lick actually lifted the head of his cock up with my tongue and it fell back in his lap when I removed my tongue. I nervously looked at him again and still no signs of movement. Now I could see some of my saliva glistening on his cock head. I was in another world by now and didn’t even care if he woke up or not. I had to take his cock in my mouth.
Finally, I licked his cock again and lifted it up with my tongue. I leaned in further and let his cock drop onto my lower lip. Still keeping an eye on Dads’ face I closed my mouth around the head of his cock and felt his warmth in my mouth. As I was getting used to, and enjoying, the feel of his cock in my mouth, I felt it start to get bigger in my mouth. I loved that feeling and started to swirl my tongue around the head and it grew and snaked further out of his shorts. By now, it was slowly starting to rise and I could lower my mouth more and more. When I heard Dad grunt in his sl**p I looked over and his eyes were still closed and he hadn’t moved. I took even more of his cock in my mouth until it hit the back of my throat. I drew back up until just the head was inside me. I was slightly sucking Dads’ cock head and I could feel and hear his breathing rise every time I sucked in. Whatever had been making Dads’ cock glisten earlier was now washed away and replaced by my saliva as I was now going up and down slowly on his still hardening cock.
I had closed my eyes and the first thing I noticed was Dad twitching. I thought at first he might be getting ready to cum in his sl**p. Then I heard his audible gasp and he muttered out “John, what are you doing?” He made no move to stop me, he made no move at all. He just laid there watching his sons’ lips make his hard cock disappear. Dad was fully hard now and I was taking almost all his 8” down my throat. Like me, he had a circumsized arrow shaped head which slid into my throat easily. I was too turned on to realize how much trouble I could have been in but was relieved when I heard him moan “Don’t stop…don’t stop”. One of his hands had gripped the top of the armrest and the other was on my back guiding me down. He let me do all the work and I was enjoying every second of it. Here I was sucking my Dads’ nice big cock and wanted nothing more than to feel his cum shoot in my mouth. I had played with a couple young buddies of mine and had sucked a cock or two but they were young and small, nothing like the hot throbbing cock in my mouth. My trance was broken finally by my Dads’ moans and I felt his cock get even bigger in my mouth. I sucked a little faster and harder and Dad grunted and I could feel the underside of his cock grow and throb and a second later I felt his warm cum filling my mouth. I had to draw up a couple inches to swallow it all but I managed not to let a drop go to waste.
As I continued to suck Dads’ cock to both get every drop of cum out of him and then to clean him thoroughly, I looked at his eyes and he was just staring at me with the most serene and relaxed look on his face I had ever seen. “Why did you do that?” he asked me. I told him I had come out to watch TV and saw his cock sticking out and I just did it. “Are you mad at me Dad”? I asked. “No John, I’m not mad, you made me feel great”. I was relieved he had enjoyed it and wasn’t mad. Then he looked at me and said “I think we better get to bed John”. As I got up and headed to the hall toward my room I told him that I loved him and would make him feel great any time he wanted. “Thanks son, I’ll take you up on that”. I got back in bed and still couldn’t sl**p, but for a much better reason . I was so hard by now from seeing and sucking my Dads” cock. I started jerking my cock and within two minutes and I was cumming in my old t-shirt. I kept imagining all the fun to come with my Dad.