The day in question was a long time ago, back in my later school days. I was sixteen and late to sex, and all things to do with it. I was bunking off school not for the first time.

On this day, I waited till my parents had left for work and then went back home. Once I was indoors, I went to my bedroom, lay on my bed, and read my football magazines. About twenty minutes later, I heard someone moving about downstairs.

I was shocked because no one should have been back till the evening. My heart was pounding. Who could it be, What sort of trouble could I be in?

With my heart still banging away in my chest, I crept out of my room on my hands and knees onto the landing. I peeped through the bannisters and saw my dad sitting in his armchair. He was looking at a magazine. I moved quietly along the landing until I had a better view of the magazine.

I couldn't believe my eyes.

My dad was sitting looking at a porn magazine. As I watched, I lay on the landing looking at my first naked lady. I'd seen these magazines on the top shelf in our local corner shop but had never seen them inside them. I watched as my dad slowly turned the pages, where I saw big women, skinny women. There were big tits, small tits, bums and hairy pussies, in all sorts of positions.

Page after page after page.

It was then I felt something odd happening inside my school trousers. So I slipped my hand in the top of my trousers to find my cock growing harder and harder.

I've woken up like this before many a time but it was the first time I felt it grow. It grew so quickly, and It was a lot harder than ever before. I held it tight in my pants as I was watching my dad turn the pages, until he came to a page full of writing.

I couldn't read what it said as I was too far away, so I decided to go quietly back to my room. I pulled my hand out of my pants and started to return to my room.

Thats when I heard my dad moving downstairs, so I froze thinking please don't come upstairs. I looked back downstairs to see my dad dropping his work trousers to the floor.

I laid back down, as my dad started to pull down his boxers and out popped his cock. I couldn't believe my eyes, my dad had his cock out in the front room. I wondered what he was doing.

This wasn't the first cock I'd seen but it was the oldest, and this was different—it was my dad's.

I unzipped my school trousers and pulled out my cock and looked at it. It was so hard just like my dad's, but his was long and fatter than mine with a big purple helmet and grey, bushy hair at the base.

I watched as my dad sat back in his armchair, and picked up the magazine in his right hand and put his left hand around his stiff cock. While he was reading the page, his hand slowly ran over his long stiff shaft.

I watched as he started to pull on his cock, his hand went up and down and I heard him moaning as he was doing it.

I didn't know why he was moaning so I did the same to my cock. It felt so good in my hand, I don't know why I've never done this before.

We both got into a rhythm and stroked in time with each other.

Then he stopped.

I watched as he spat in his hand and rubbed it over his cock making it wet and shinny, and then he started wanking again. I did the same. Wow, it felt so good. I'm still stroking at the same pace as my dad. I could hear him moaning. At the same time, I had my hand over my mouth, trying to stop myself from making any noise.

Suddenly without any warning, my cock started leaking fluid from its eye My cock looked and felt so good as I wanked.

I looked at my dad, and he was still reading his magazine and wanking. If only I could see what it said. So I started to look at his long stiff cock, thinking how it would feel in my hand.

As I watched him stroking his hard cock I began to stroke my cock faster, and I started to feel a tingling feeling at the base of my cock.

This was a new feeling for me, and I was enjoying it as my cock started swelling in my hand. Then to my surprise, a sticky warm mess hit my belly.

My head was spinning this was my first orgasm and It felt great. Shot after shot of warm cum came rushing out of my rock-hard cock covering my belly and filling my belly button.

As my stroking slowed down my cum ran over my fingers, and my cock got sticky and smaller.

It was then I remembered my dad.

I looked downstairs and saw the magazine was now on the floor, and he was wanking harder and faster than before. He had his eyes shut and was squeezing his balls with his other hand.

I couldn't look away he looked so hot, I wanted to see him cum, I was willing him to cum.

As my sticky cum ran off my belly, I could hear his groans getting louder and his hand went faster. His cock looked bigger and his helmet was a deep purple.

He lifted his ass off his armchair, and with a loud groan his cock shot cum into the air, I saw it hit the coffee table and his legs as he slumped back into his chair.

There was so much cum over his legs, as his cock softened cum still dribble out.

What happened next surprised me, as I watched my dad scooped up some cum from the coffee table and put it to his mouth. As I watched I saw him start licking his fingers. I sat and watched as he cleaned himself up lick by lick.

I quickly and quietly made my way back to my room. Once I was back there, I quickly ran my fingers in my sticky mess, I put my fingers in my mouth, they tasted odd. It wasn't bad but I wasn't sure if I liked it. I tried some more it wasn't as bad.

I cleaned myself up and got on my bed and I fell asleep thinking about what had just happened.

When I woke up, I went out on the landing to see if my dad was still there. But he had left, and the house was empty.

I went back to my room and got back on my bed, I removed my trousers and pants.

I started to think about what I saw and did: The first time I had seen naked ladies, the first time I'd watched someone wank, and my first wank. Then there was my first taste of cum. I started playing with my cock and felt it grow in my hand.

As my cock was getting harder, I slowly started to have a nice long wank. Thinking of what I saw my dad doing. I must have had three more orgasms before my mum and sister got home, each one better than the last. I just couldn't stop playing with my cock.

At dinner, I asked my dad how his day was at work, and he said, "Great."

I said, "Yes mine was great too," thinking if he only knew what I did with my day.