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Bratwurst_(1)

All day long, Alec had been thinking about his father. It was six years since Mom had left and the only family Alec has is his father, Daniel. Alec had stepped out of the shower and had only a towel around his waist; when he stopped and looked in on his father’s sleeping form. Dad’s bedroom was right beside the bathroom and the door had been left open. Alec knew his father slept without pajamas and this morning had not been an exception. Alec was happy to see his father’s cock peeking out from under the covers. Dad must have been having a great dream because his cock was very large and throbbing. Alec had wondered what it would be like to sleep with his father’s cock close to his or even having Dad sucking on his cock and he sucking Dad’s huge knob.

On this hot and sunny Friday afternoon, Alec walked home after a hard day of work. He was a gardener and, although his work was seasonal, he enjoyed the job. He looked forward to the fall and going back to school and becoming an architect. Daniel works as an insurance agent; he provides for his family and is proud of his son’s accomplishments and as a father has supported his twenty-year-old son until he can look after himself.

Daniel had had a long and difficult day talking to clients, it was hot and tiring work, but it did make him enough money to afford a good home for him and his son. He opened the door to the apartment and called for his son. “Alec, are you home son?” The apartment was quiet. He went to his son’s door and saw it was open. “You’re not home,” he said to himself. Daniel put the groceries away and got ready to make dinner. He had bought some Bratwurst for dinner. Alec loved Bratwurst as did Daniel. He put the bratwurst on the plate and put some water in the pot. The warmth of the day had begun to wear on him. He decided, since no one was home at the moment, to take off his clothes. The bratwurst looked like cocks on the plate. Daniel rubbed himself to get hard. He picked up the plate and put his hard cock next to the large bratwurst. He thought of his son and decided to not let him see his father playing with the food.

The water had begun to boil and using tongs he put them in the water. As a side dish, he prepared some potatoes and a small salad. He put the potatoes into the water with the bratwurst.

He left the kitchen and entered the living room, a large mirror hung on the wall, he stopped and looked at his naked body. His hands moved down his chest, following the contours of his toned body, his fingers touching his nipples, moving down to his navel and treasure trail to his stiffened cock. The fingers, of both his hands, probed between his scrotum and thighs. He started to masturbate in earnest. His right hand taking hold of his cock, the left his scrotum and balls. While still masturbating he moved into the bathroom and turned on the shower. He left the door to the bathroom open to hear what was happening in the rest of the apartment. He closed the shower curtain and began to get cleaned up.

Alec was nearly at the door to the apartment. On his way home to give some relief from the high temperatures, he had opened his shirt revealing his bare and toned chest. He used his key to open the door. He noticed his Dad’s car keys hanging up. “Hey Dad, I’m home” he called. Alec could smell the Bratwurst cooking and could hear the water running in the shower. The water was warm and felt good on Daniel’s skin; he used the body wash to clean off the grime he was feeling, soapy water flowed down his body to the dense forest of pubes. His erect cock’s shaft parted the water. The water flowed over the hairy balls. His right hand pulling harder and faster on the glans of his cock, he could feel him self ready to cum.

Alec walked past the kitchen and living room and saw the bathroom door open. He saw the silhouette of his father in the shower and he saw his father’s hard cock dancing. He repeated his call for his father, the water stopped and he saw the shower curtain being pulled back; but not far enough for him to see his Dad’s throbbing cock. “I’ll be out in just a minute, son.” Daniel, embarrassed as he stood smiling at his son. “Sorry, Dad. I didn’t mean to disturb you.” “It’s okay son. I was just…” Alec knew his father had not been with anyone since Mom left. He looked at his father and admired his form. For an older man Daniel, still handsome, could get anyone to sleep with him. Alec scanned his father’s body and focused on the outline of his father’s cock head, behind the shower curtain. He wanted to tell him how much he wanted to touch his Dad’s cock and suck him off.

“I got Bratwurst cooking, potatoes and salad for dinner. We can watch some T.V. and relax tonight unless you have other plans.” Alec was quick to pick up on what could be the beginning of a great evening with his father. “No plans, Dad. I want to stay home tonight and just relax with you.”

“Did you have a good day at work?” asked Daniel. “Dad, working for the city is good money; but I’ll be glad when I can go back to school.” “We were digging flower beds, and planting perennials all day and I got a twinge in my shoulders.” Alec didn’t have a twinge, he looked after his body and he used the shovel carefully, never digging too much to put a strain on himself. Alec wanted to have his father close to him. “Give me a minute to get out of the shower and I’ll give you a quick rub down.” Daniel took a towel and wrapped it around his waist and he approached his son, he had a partial erection, and Alec could make out the outline of his father’s cock as it swayed back and forth as he walked up to him.

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