My story with my father, a naval colonel.

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When I was a child, my father asked one of his naval friends to be my senior colonel father. When I was 19, I was admitted to a military academy in the city where my senior colonel father lived. My senior colonel father was very happy when he found out. Since his family lived in the family quarters of the school, I often stayed at his house on Saturdays and Sundays. (Her daughter was studying abroad.) At first, everything was normal. My father, the colonel, treated me very well, caring for me in every way, and I felt as comfortable as if I were at home. Until one day…
It was past midnight, and I was extremely thirsty. I went to the living room to get some water. As I passed the room, I heard moans coming from under the door. Driven by curiosity, I tiptoed to the door and eavesdropped. The sounds inside changed to something hitting something. I gently whispered, “Xiao Wei is in the next room; it’s his wife’s voice.” He was already asleep. My father’s words were mixed with heavy breathing, and then came rhythmic sounds like drumming, sometimes rapid like a sudden downpour, sometimes slow like an old farmer’s low chant. The intense lovemaking inside was in full swing, and I was already completely absorbed in it. My erection was so strong that I decided to draw my sword and start rubbing and kneading. I secretly marveled at my father’s ability; his stamina and endurance were truly exceptional. After a long while, the battle inside showed no signs of ending. My erection was unbearable, and fearing to disturb the people in the room, I went to the bathroom, took off my underwear, and stood before the mirror, my erection standing proudly, roaring towards the sky. I closed my eyes and imagined my father, the colonel, and his wife making love in the room. My right hand gripped it and I rapidly masturbated, my body trembling slightly with excitement. I poured some shower gel on my penis to continue enjoying the lubrication, completely unaware that my father and his wife had finished. When my father, naked, pushed open the bathroom door, I was oblivious, still masturbating. When I opened my eyes, my father was leaning against the door, a slight smile on his lips. I was so shocked I couldn't close my mouth. My father had a truly impressive physique; he was the epitome of a broad-shouldered, muscular man. His pectoral muscles were well-developed, covered with fine hair like a foreigner's, the hair extending from his abdomen to the point where his groin met. Although he had just returned from the battlefield and his penis was limp and drooping, its size was still enough to make many Chinese men envious. I stood there dumbfounded, barely managing to suppress the impending ejaculation, though a few drops still leaked out. My father, the colonel, without a word, suddenly pulled me close, reached out and grasped my penis, gently stroking it, then said: "Don't hold it in, come on!" He quickened his pace as he spoke. I leaned against his body, inhaling his masculine scent, feeling myself being held captive. "Hurry up and come on, or your mother will come in," he whispered in my ear. Stimulated by him, I quickly succumbed to the pre-orgasmic tremor, and my semen gushed out like a burst dam, some spraying onto his legs. I collapsed weakly into his arms, my body trembling for the last time. I noticed that his penis was also fully erect. I couldn't help but grasp it; wow, it was at least 18 or 19 centimeters long. Unfortunately, just as I was about to go further, my father, the colonel, only let me touch it for a moment before pushing me away, turning around, turning on the tap, and rinsing himself briefly. He said, "Go to sleep!" Turning back outside, I saw his thing dangling between his legs. A surge of spring fever washed over me again.
For the next few days, the colonel's father acted as if nothing had happened, continuing with his daily routines. His wife remained as caring as ever, so it seemed he hadn't said anything to her, which eased my mind somewhat. Only at night could I replay the brief ten-odd minutes of intimacy with him in my mind. Closing my eyes, his large member would sway in my mind, arousing my desire, which I could only release through masturbation before my tense body could relax and I could fall asleep.
One day, I returned home from class to find the colonel's father wearing an apron and cooking. I asked him and learned that his wife had been sent by her company to attend a four-day conference out of town. I was secretly pleased; would the colonel's father come looking for me? God help me!
After dinner, while sitting in the living room watching TV, the colonel's father suddenly asked, "Xiao Wei, what's with all that toilet paper in your trash can?"
Ah… No! Oh no, why would he ask that? I'm sure my face is as red as an apple. The colonel's father got up and came out of my room with a trash can, saying, "So much stuff! How do you use it? Do you masturbate several times a night?" A teasing smile played on his lips. I quickly protested, "No way! It's for wiping the computer desk. It's been dusty for days." The colonel's father laughed even harder, pausing for a while before saying, "Kid, tell me the truth, when did you start being interested in men?" I hesitated, wondering whether to tell him, when the colonel's father unexpectedly added, "Don't you also want to make a move on your father?" I looked at the colonel's father sitting on the sofa, legs spread, his genitals slightly bulging, seemingly waiting for someone to make a move. A golden opportunity! What was I waiting for? I sat down next to him, placed my hand on his genitals, and gently pressed down. It was a large, soft, not yet erect mass. I slowly stroked him through his pants, and Colonel Dad was quietly getting hard. I boldly unbuckled my belt, pulled down the zipper, and slipped my hand inside. Ah, it was hot and burning! Colonel Dad, with his eyes slightly closed, didn't stop me from my next move. I grew even bolder, deciding to pull his pants down to see for myself. Colonel Dad shifted his hips to cooperate, and finally, his true face was revealed.
Colonel Dad had so much body hair; it seemed to be well-nourished, with very vigorous hair growth. The area covered by his pants was entirely black, and what couldn't be covered extended from his navel all over his abdomen. Even his wrinkled scrotum was covered in curly hair. His thighs were also hairy, making him look like a big bear. I couldn't help but press my face against that patch of fine hair, slowly caressing it, smelling Colonel Dad's masculine scent. I was practically intoxicated. Colonel Dad's big cucumber was right next to my mouth; how could I not be intoxicated? My father, the colonel, had a foreskin, but it wasn't long, and now half of his glans was exposed. I opened my mouth and took it in; the large mushroom head almost filled my mouth. I sucked and licked, wishing I could eat this rare cucumber whole. My father groaned and said, "I only discovered today that the human tongue has such wonderful uses." I was even more encouraged and worked harder, making my father shout and say he was enjoying it. He twisted his waist, signaling me to speed up. I held it tightly, rapidly stroking it with my tongue, lightly touching the tip of his penis. I felt something flowing out and quickly released it. My father's penis was flushed red from being sucked and was about to gush out. With a slight movement of my hand, my father ejaculated like mercury spilling onto the ground, instantly filling the living room with the smell of semen. After he calmed down, he hugged me and said that he never thought the feeling of having sex with a man would be so intense and comfortable. I asked, "Have you never had sex with a man before?" He nodded and said, "You're the first. I don't know why I was attracted to you when I saw your naked body that night."
"I'm your first?" "Oh, I'm so happy!"
"When did you find out about your sexual orientation?" Colonel Dad stroked my hair and asked. "
Probably in the second year of junior high." I was a little embarrassed. At that time, my dad's friends from his workplace often came to our house. One of them, an uncle, was very rugged-looking. He loved playing chess with me, and over time, I became a bit obsessed. "
He taught you to do this?"
"He's the one who led me to his bed."
Colonel Dad pondered for a long time and said, "Xiao Wei, will you get married?"
"I don't know, maybe!" "
After marriage, you'll have to learn to be a two-faced person.
A two-faced person? What do you mean?
Marriage is not child's play. Since you choose to get married, you must take on the responsibilities of a family. You have to fulfill your obligations to your wife, and you can't reveal to your children that you like interacting with men, but deep down you still crave a man's body. Can you live like that? You'd better think it through before getting married. Don't abandon your responsibilities halfway and hurt your wife and children. Besides, if this gets out, it will be difficult for you to face people in society. After all, our country is not yet open enough for everyone to accept homosexuality."
Colonel Dad, is this your experience? "
Sort of."
"So you haven't cheated on your wife since you got married?"
"My education was different from yours. I can't change like young people do. Besides, I don't have the guts to have an affair. I'd be ruined when I'm old." "
Then how dare you treat me like that?" I teased him. "
You brat!" I smacked him on the head. "How long were you eavesdropping outside that night? Oh,
Dad, why did it take so long? It made me so uncomfortable, I had to go to the bathroom to take care of it."
I was planning to take a shower before bed, but when I opened the door and saw you masturbating, I was startled. But Daddy Colonel really enjoys watching you masturbate. As he spoke, Daddy Colonel placed his hand on my genitals, grasped it, and I immediately got an erection. Daddy Colonel clicked his tongue in admiration: "You're young, so quick!" I grabbed Daddy Colonel Colonel's penis and said, "You can do it too!" Sure enough, Daddy Colonel Colonel moved. The snake's head, dormant in the grass, slowly awoke, its thick, sturdy body trembling and standing erect, like a battle-hardened warrior wielding a spear, ready for battle at any moment. Daddy Colonel Colonel let me touch it for a while, then got up and made me kneel on the sofa. Then he leaned behind me and whispered in my ear in a deep voice, "Is it okay?" To be honest, seeing my father's huge thing about to penetrate my back passage terribly scared me. But his whispered words in my ear were like a warm breeze, soothing my heart. The thought of accepting him and truly becoming one with him was too tempting to resist. Just as I was hesitating, my father was already at the gates, his hard object pressing against my buttocks, rubbing and circling. His declaration of love echoed in my ear again: "Weiwei, my good son, relax, yes, relax more. I won't hurt you, I'll make you feel good. Come on, son, open your legs a little wider, a little wider." As if hypnotized, I involuntarily did as he said. Although I could feel my back garden was already wet, I still screamed when Colonel Dad's cannon thrust in. It was an indescribable feeling of being torn apart and invaded. The pain at that moment would make you hate yourself for being gay. I endured it. Colonel Dad started moving, slowly retreating and then thrusting in again, repeating this several times. Colonel Dad sang in my ear: "No rainbow without rain, no one can succeed easily!" I was amused by Colonel Dad, and the pain seemed to lessen. Colonel Dad continued to go in and out, singing again: "Forward, forward, the people's soldiers, unite to make revolution." I laughed until I could hardly breathe, my body completely relaxed. The Colonel's path became smoother, and he thrust harder. I slowly experienced the pleasure of being penetrated and conquered. I swayed my hips to his rhythm. He then picked me up, his member still inside me. Ah, this was true fusion! He made me lie face down and thrust powerfully from behind, his hand gripping my erection from behind, whispering sweet nothings: "Son, good son, you're so tight, you've made your Colonel feel so good! Oh, so tight, tighter than your wife! Oh, I'm coming, I'm coming!" He held me tightly, his lower body pressed against my buttocks. I could feel a powerful gush of hot fluid. My intestines were warmly bathed in his love. He was still inside me, not yet limp. I felt a surge of excitement, and with his teasing, I ejaculated. Then I penetrated him too.
We grew even closer after that. Whenever we had free time, we'd be affectionate in his office. It was always my dad who initiated it. I also took good care of him; I bought all his underwear. I loved seeing him in white cotton CK underwear, especially in his navy uniform—it gave him a mature air about him.
My colonel dad, the colonel who influenced my entire life!

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