All of my friends from high school and college knew how much I loved girls. Everyone in my family believed I was completely straight. All my life I had held that secret to myself. Right now, when I lay in bed the Sunday morning that my dad's friends were coming over, the only thing that was going through my mind was one thing. It's about time you figured out what you're going to make of yourself. Ivan Richardson, my dad would tell me, You're becoming a young man now. And I hadn't figured out what I wanted to do with my life yet. If I was going to take care of this stiff prick, I would have to stroke a load of come out fast. I figured I had about fifteen minutes before they would get here. His former marine buddies were coming over for a visit, and he wanted me to meet them. My dad had already popped his head in my bedroom to wake me up. I bit my lip, deciding whether or not I should try and take care of my morning arousal. I whimpered a little as I slowly slid down the sheets to see the tent my cock was pitching.
I was wearing a pair of boxers in bed, and when I woke up, my cock was so thick and hard that it felt like it was about to rip through the boxers and the bedsheets. The sunlight creeped in through the window blinds.
