My [45] dad caught me [18] trying to use his cum as lube PART 2

My dad and I started talking again with normal conversations and small talk this morning so I decided to take some of your guys advice and apologize for the situation and see how he responded. So here's the aftermath of that.

I waited til this morning to really see where he was at mentally because I wanted to give him time to process everything and not overwhelm him. He went out drinking last night to the bars and I know a few people mentioned that I should try to get something to happen while he is drinking or drunk but I don't want him to have any inhibitions towards the situation and rather have him always want me. He didn't come back until 2am so I knew he would be hung over this morning. I woke up at 7am, horny and hard thinking about him and I knew I had to talk to him about the situation. From 7am to noon, I sat in my room, edging my cock while sucking on the dildos so I could keep getting better in the hopes of something eventually happening. I started with the 5 inch and could take it down to the base as it wasn't very girthy just long but it gave me good breath control practice in the meantime. I had struggled to get the 6.5 inch dildo down my throat without gagging so I forced myself to take it down to the balls and let it sit there and get comfortable. It was at this point I actually used my ears this time and heard my dad walking around the house. I pulled the dildo out of my mouth and hid it under my pillow just in the nick of time as my dad knocked on my door. I tell him to come in and he makes eye contact for the first time since the incident and is smiling. "I'm starving and need a greasy breakfast after last night, what do you want for breakfast?" He asked. I told him "I'd have scrambled eggs and sausage please" and winked at him with the sausage comment to test the waters a bit since he was in a good mood. He rolled his eyes and chuckled and said "of course you want sausage, but how could I say no when you asked so nicely." I immediately started to get hard and noticed him smiling watching me panic from the banter. He shuts the door and as he is walking down the stairs, my dad yells, "breakfast will be on the table in 25 minutes, your majesty." I am internally screaming at how well that just went. Not only is he talking, he's joking around and smiling which he rarely ever does, let alone when he's hung over. I spend the next 25 minutes taking the spit covered 6.5inch dildo and started pushing it deeper and deeper into my asshole while lightly stroking my cock. It already felt like there was so much inside me it was crazy to think how much bigger and thicker my dads dick actually was.

"Breakfast is ready" he shouted. I jogged down the stairs and yelled back "coming" to which he chuckled and said, "oh no, not again". I froze in my steps and nearly fell down the stairs at that comment.

We ate breakfast without any other sexual tension or comments from him but he was starting to stare at me a lot more. I spent the entire meal trying to figure out what to say, how to apologize, see how he feels but everything he was doing was throwing me for a loop. I honestly had no idea what was going on his head, if I was overthinking by reading too much into things and seeing things.

He goes to the gym after breakfast is done and I'm once again left alone with my thoughts and the breakfast sausage that I wish was his.

Now some of you suggested I go into his room and check for toys, his computer or phone if I get the chance which I definitely hope to do at some point, the thing is his room is always locked and he only has his key to get in so if he's in there I can't do anything about it and he normally locks it when he leaves to go the gym or work. I decided to test my luck this afternoon and sure enough the door was locked which was disappointing but I decided to get back to playing with toys and talking to people who had suggestions on what to do next. An hour and a half or two later, he comes back in and knocks on my door again, at this point I'm just scrolling and not doing anything crazy, just sitting in bed shirtless. "I'm going to go take a shower, do you want to grab burritos for lunch after I'm all done?" He asked. My dad rarely invites me to eat with him and for this to happen twice in the same day was a good sign in my opinion. "Let's do it." I replied. He shut my door and I could hear him start his shower. Now normally I would have left a good thing going and just be happy that conversation is going well and flirty. However, I walked past his room to go to the main bathroom on the floor and his room was wide open. For this to happen twice in such a short window is too good to be true, I couldn't pass up this chance. I slowly crept into his room again trying to find anything at all that could indicate that I'm not losing it and my dad might actually have a thing for me. His phone isn't in his shorts from working out and they aren't on his bedside table either which is disappointing but his shorts were out on the floor and they smelled so good. My dad showers once maybe twice a day but holy crap these shorts smell like he hasn't showered in a week it was amazing. That's when I noticed a stain on the inside of the shorts.

Was my dad going commando to the gym? More importantly was he getting turned on at the gym or was this from when he was talking to me this morning? My mind was running a million miles an hour and I decided this time I'm going to play it safe. I stepped out of his room and he turned off the shower once I got into the main bathroom. Wow I was thankful for restraint this time around. I piss and decide to go talk to him about all of the stuff that has happened across the past few days.

I knock on his half opened door and he tells me to come in. My dad is in front of me with just a towel (so close :( haha). "I just want to talk to you about what happened a few days ago" I said looking down at the floor because it was hard to really explain any of the situation while looking at him. He sits down on his bed and pats for me to sit next to him. "I just want to apologize for coming into your room without permission and for playing with myself in your bed I didn't mean to make a mess and wasn't thinking straight." Up until now he's been very serious but the second I finish my sentence he bursts out laughing saying, "yeah, nothing about what you were doing was straight by any means." His joke had him cracking up but with that, he put his hand on my knee. I froze instantly and awkwardly laughed and just felt compelled to say the truth. "Dad, I'm gay." I said. He looks at me up and down and starts crying laughing saying, "yeah, no shit Sherlock, I could tell you were at the very least bi with the way you had my pocket pussy to your mouth and a dildo in your ass, now that was a sight I didn't expect to see, but it's okay." I asked him if he was mad or disappointed to which he responded, "fuck no I'm not mad, lil confused about why you were in my bed doing that but you're still my son and nothing will ever change that."

It's honestly the best thing he could have said at this point and I tried to fight back happy tears because not only did my macho dad accept me for my sexuality, he wasn't completely freaked out by what I was doing.

He slapped my upper thigh pretty close to my crotch and told me to get up and get a move on so we could go get lunch. I jumped but as I got up, he slapped my ass hard and I whipped my head around. When I did, he winked at me, like a full on, teasing, sexy, wink. After staring at my dad who was smiling like nothing was wrong in the world, I glanced around his room turning back to the door, I saw what looked like my precum stained underwear half tucked under his pillow from when I first got caught and accidentally left them behind. I didn't want to ruin the good situation but my mind was already stirring about what this would mean for us and I ended up walking out of there completely hard in my shorts.

I'll keep updating as things progress and more than happy to get ideas on how to further this but I'm over the moon excited.