When i am at Home Alone with My Dad

I was never close with my parents. They both worked a lot, and one of them seemed to always be out of town. But I never gave up; I was always trying to make up some excuse to talk to one of them or spend time with them. This led me to be a little needy as a kid, which I’m sure was a bit annoying.

As a result of my parents seeming to never be around, this never led to me having “the talk.” So when I started getting erections, I didn’t really know what to do. I just knew that I would get hard, and touching my cock felt good. I never felt shame about masturbating, but it definitely wasn’t something I was comfortable sharing. So I did it a lot. Being young and just figuring out my body led to a lot of masturbating. In the morning, after school, in the shower, in bed. Pretty much any time I had time to myself, which was a lot.

The combination of these two things led to a moment I will never forget.

I was pretty young. I was just starting to discover the wonders of jerking off. That morning, as I rushed to get ready to the bus and my parents rushed to get ready for work, they quickly mentioned that my mom would be going out of town for the weekend on another business trip. This was fine for me. My mom usually got home before my dad, so I would hang out with my friends longer.

After school, I walked home with my friends. We lived pretty close to each other so we would do that often. In the warmer months, we would also walk to school sometimes, but it was too cold now to walk in the morning. We went to my best friend’s house a few houses down from mine. We played video games and must have lost track of time because I suddenly felt my phone vibrate. The only people who had my number were my parents, so I started to panic. I pulled my phone out and saw that it was almost seven o’ clock. I flipped the phone opened and answered my dad’s call.

“Jason. You know you’re supposed to be home when I get here.”

“Yes, I know. I’m sorry. I’m at Avery’s house. I’ll be on my way back right now.”

“Ok. Hurry.”

“What was that?” Avery asked.

“I gotta go home now. Sorry dude.”

“Ah, no it’s cool. See you Monday man.”

“See ya.”

I grabbed my backpack and coat and made my way home. It was already dark and very cold outside. I rushed home trying to get out of the cold as soon as possible. As I opened the front door I heard Dad calling me from the living room.

“Jason?”

“Yeah,” I answered kicking off my shoes and coat.

“Good. There’s pizza in the kitchen.”

I walked in the living room, seeing him on the couch watching TV. He was wearing a housecoat with no shirt and just boxers underneath. I made my way to the kitchen, got a couple of slices of pizza, and can of Coke, and made my way back to my room.

When I got to my room, it was freezing. The heat was on, but for some reason, it wasn’t making its way to my room. I set my things down at my desk and checked the vents. They definitely weren’t working. I stepped out to the hall to check the thermostat, and sure enough, the heat was on. I shrugged it off and went back to my room, plugging in my space heater and booting up my computer. I logged into AOL chat and talked to my friends for the rest of the night, ignoring my homework. After everyone else left, I searched for porn and jacked off just before bed.

I went to bed and tried to sleep, but it was just too cold. Even with the space heater, it just wasn’t enough. I was wearing a light t-shirt and boxer briefs. I could have put on more clothes, but any more than that and I just feel suffocated. After a couple of hours, I gave up and left my room. First I went to the kitchen and got some water, then to the bathroom to piss. Finally, I sucked it up and knocked on my dad’s door.

By :parva noctua

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