It was the summer when I was 17 that it all stopped. I was dating a real jerk and always fighting about it with my parents. One day I got really mad at my Dad and in the heat of the moment I shouted that i hate him and "I wish I had a Dad that didn't walk around with his dick out in front of me." It was an ugly fight. I remember leaving and not coming home for two days. When I did come back my Dad never wore just his underwear around the house anymore. he actually started sleeping in the guestroom, too. A few years later my parents got divorced.
Now that i'm older and on my own and getting my life in order, I really wish I would have seen his dick more. He was much bigger than any of the men i've been with. He had a model's dick. It really was (is) that nice. Maybe I'll get the nerve up to ask him to see it again when I visit him the next time.
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