Wes's Story Continues
Dad tried to calm me down as I kept on, "Shit dad do you want to watch me jerk off. You can watch your own son shoot his cum? Is that your thing dad, jerking off while spying on your sons?" I started pounding my hard cock. I said, "John promised no one would know who was on the back side of the fence. He said that no one would know the identity of the sucker. But it's not true because my dad had to follow me. Dad I hate you for spying on me."
I tried to pull away but Dad grabbed me and hugged me tightly. I was in his grip. I was naked and my hard-on was pushing against his leg. He would not let me pull away as he held on to me. "Wes", he whispered, "I love you Wes. I don't care what you did. I want you to be safe. I don't want you to get hurt. Do you understand?"
I was strong for a fourteen year old and I fought with my Dad trying to pull away. I was not ready to accept his love. I tried to hurt him when I said, "Don't you think it's weird that a grown man would hug a naked fourteen year old boy while he jerks off. Think I should yell for Mom? What would Mom say when I tell her I can feel your hard-on in your pants." Dad would not let me go and he asked, "Why are you so mad at me?" I kept jerking my cock as I said, "You watched me dad. You've jerked off while you watch me Dad. You invaded my privacy. Hell I don't know if you were one of the dicks I sucked. Did I suck your dick Dad?" I stiffened and I shot my load all over the side of his pants leg. I started crying and I asked, "Tell me I didn't give you a blow job Dad?"
Johns' Story
I heard my Dad and Wes yelling at each other in his office and I became scared. Dad has not been the same since he saw me and my friends at the fence. My Mom and Dad have always been very open with Wes and me. Today was the first time I remember my Dad or Wes yelling. This was something that just did not happen. I started thinking that it had something to do with the fence.
To understand my relationship with my parents I need to tell you about me. As a young kid I liked to go around in just my underpants. When I wet them I would take them off and go around naked. Mom and Dad acted as if this was normal and for me nudity had become part of my personality. My little brother also liked to be naked. When we were in the house Mom or Dad never discouraged it.
As puberty started, and I started have erections and I talked to my dad. He explained that this was normal. He told me about sex and how I would produce sperm when I got older. It was just a part of growing up in our house. I started jerking off a few months later. I remember how excited I was when I had an emission the first time. I started calling my Dad and I ran in the den to show him and my Mom. My Mom blushed. Dad told me he was proud of me but that jerking off should be a private thing. I asked "Why?"
As I grew older and I grew pubes it gave me a thrill to walk around the house naked. Wes followed my pattern about a year later. Sometimes we would even have a hard-on. Neither Dad nor Mom told us to stop and they never told us to go put some clothes on. I don't know if you would classify me as a nudist or an exhibitionist. I sure liked to show my dick when I became hard. I began to notice at school that my cock was larger than most of my classmates and Wes was almost as large as me.
So this was me leading up to the time I heard about the glory hole fence at the park. I instantly started to bone up upon hearing about it. I could imagine standing out in the open and letting someone suck my dick. This would fill two sexual needs for me; being watched naked and getting sucked off. I was afraid to ask someone at school to go with me. They might think using a glory hole was too gay. So the only person I knew that would go with me was Wes. He became embarrassed and would not go. So I went alone. You can't imagine my surprise when I saw Dad spying on me. I put on a good show for him and acted like I didn't know he was there. You should have seen his expression that night when I asked how he liked my show. He said he was sorry but I noticed he was getting a hard-on as I talked about it. I was able to talk him into going with me the next day to watch me get another blow job. I guess you could say our house was perfect. My brother and I are exhibitionists and my dad is a voyeur.
Dad not only watched me that day but he came back on Sunday and watched me and my friends at the fence. I think this is the day I screwed up. He was hiding in some bushes and he was almost crying. I noticed on the bushes that he had jerked off. I said, "Shit Dad did you jerk off?" He looked away from me and he left. I did not see him again until he came in with Wes. He still looked upset so I guess I went too far.