Got dressed and went upstairs to find that dad was already waiting in the truck. I wondered if my dad jacked off to these pics also. I woke up from yet another wet dream, third this week. He smiled and said he would get me a package of bigger condoms just in case the circumstance arose. He told me that it didn’t mean he loved his wife any less, it was just to relieve his urges when they got too strong and mom wasn’t in the mood. While on the subject he asked if I was using the condoms he had given me on my birthday and red faced, I told him no need, I was still a virgin. Turned to smell my pits, Old Spice aroma reminding me of when I was 14 and my dad teaching me about deodorants. While on the subject he asked if I was using the condoms he had given me on my birthday and red faced, I told him no need, I was still a virgin. So, unlike my fellow classmates I had to use my imagination about sex, getting only the occasional pic from a friend they had stolen from their dad’s porno collection, and usually a pic of a woman’s breast or vagina, nothing exciting for me.
