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Subject: Catching the Feels: Chapter 1 DISCLAIMER: This story is the first of hopefully many to be posted on Nifty. If is about a father and his adult son having sex. If this is not your cup of tea, do not continue. Also, if it is illegal in your country to read this, do not continue. Otherwise, continue on. I hope you enjoy and don’t forget to donate to Nifty to keep the site running. Catching the Feels by iHeywood Prologue A year or so ago I got sick and had to move back home with my dad at 30 years old. He lives in a one-bedroom house but there’s an extension that was added on years ago. This extension is off of the living room and just has an archway. Now it’s my bedroom. I put curtains to close off the room but, in the summer, it gets way too hot so I leave the curtains open. I was never really attracted to my dad until I got sick and he started taking care of me. It’s like he was a completely different person. We used to never really have that much of a relationship, not in a bad way, just never really had anything in common. But as he took care of me, I saw a softer, more caring side of him. I am all better now but my illness has kept me from going back to work. Which means I don’t have the money to afford my own place anymore. So, I am staying with him longer until I can save enough to move out again. Well since I’ve gotten better my sex drive has certainly come back, some days I’m even hornier than I ever was. I’m often laying on my bed under the covers jacking my 7″ cock. When my dad is off work, he’s usually in the living room watching şişli travesti tv. He always has his shirt off revealing his hot and tanned muscular hairy chest. I can’t see my dad in his seat when I’m in my bed so he can’t see me jacking off. But I’ve fantasized so much about him getting up, walking by my room, and catching me. What I wouldn’t give for him to come in and fuck me with the cock that made me. — Chapter 1 – Just a Jock So, I let a couple of days go by before I got more daring with my dad. I needed to think of a good way to get him to catch me or at least see if he would even be interested. I started walking around the house in just my jock. And I would always walk in front of him rather than behind him whenever I went to the restroom or kitchen. I wanted to see if he would even notice my smooth round bubble butt. I wore an apron when making dinner but only had my jock on underneath so when he came home from work and came into the kitchen to get a beer, he would see my ass. Last night when he got home, he gave me a hug and I felt his hand slowly slide down my back. I started getting hard until his hand stopped right above my crack and he pulled it away. Before I started dinner, I decided to take a little nap but this time I decided to sleep in the nude. I asked daddy to wake me in a couple of hours and I would make us dinner. Burgers, corn on the cob, and roasted potatoes were on the menu. Before I laid down, I gave him a little kiss on the cheek and told him I loved him. He said he loved me too. As I walked away, I could beylikdüzü travesti just feel his eyes on my ass. I was awoken around 7:00pm by my daddy sitting next to me on my bed rubbing my back. It felt like I had only slept for 15 minutes but his touch felt so good. I must have gotten hot while I was napping because my blanket was on the floor and my butt was out in the open. When I finally came to, I rubbed my eyes and rolled over on my back smiling at my daddy’s handsome face. He smiled back at me as his eyes glanced down my body. When he got to my hard cock his eyes snapped back up and he looked away. I blushed a little and apologized for my boner. He said he understood. He gets hard too when he sleeps. He said that I must have had a really good dream. I smiled and said it was a great dream. I just wish it would come true. He stood up to let me get out of bed. As I was pulling up my jock over my strong muscled legs he asked if I wanted help in the kitchen. I said that I was ok and for him to just relax and watch some tv. After we finished our dinner and the dishes were done; daddy did the dishes since I cooked, he’s such a sweet guy; we watched one of the Fast and Furious movies that was on TV. When it was over, he was ready for bed. It was pouring real loud outside with thunder and lighting. My room has a skylight so I asked if I could sleep with him since it will be so loud in my room. He said I could but only for that night. The lights were turned off and the tv screen was black. We got ready for bed in our respective bathrooms istanbul travesti and met in the master bedroom. As he was getting into bed, I noticed he was only wearing a pair of thin white basketball shorts. I saw no underwear underneath. I had never noticed before but I wondered if this is how he slept normally. I went to the other side of the bed and slid my jockstrap off. I was taking this chance. I couldn’t pass it up. I laid on my side under the comforter facing away from daddy. I tried to stay as close to the edge as I could because I didn’t want to be obvious or make him any more suspicious than he might have already been. I woke up a little later and looked at the alarm clock that he still had on the nightstand but never actually used. I noticed that it had been about 3 hours since we had gone to bed. As I started to rise and truly realize my surroundings, I felt so many sensations I was not used to. My back was warm thanks to the touch of skin and fur. Then I noticed my daddy’s arm was wrapped around me and his hand was resting right at my navel. I moved back a little bit to cozy up to the warm feeling and that’s when I felt it. The holy grail. My dad’s cock was poking at my ass. But where were his shorts? I didn’t know and didn’t care. I reached back slowly so as to not wake him. I had to feel it. And OH MY GOD. My daddy had to be at least 9 inches. I wanted to do more but I knew it had to wait. So, I just continued to scoot my naked body back a little bit more and cuddled up against my daddy, and went back to sleep. — More naughty stuff is definitely coming. I welcome constructive criticism and ideas for the future. A couple of chapters have been written but after that, I am sort of at a stand-still with this one. Maybe inspiration will strike from any e-mails I get about the story to ail