I have a lot of remorse for something that happened many years ago with my dad. I was with him for the weekend , he was drunk, and for some reason he decided it was better to sleep over at this guy's house (thank god, it was rare he did that) and he wanted me to sleep with him. Well, best he had was a double bed air mattress, and well... dad was nude. I'm still mostly sure that he did it because he was drunk, but I can't help but wonder sometimes if he meant to do that. He was, close. He's a big man anyway but I had to be practically in his arms when we slept.
Well, dad didn't mind it seemed. He had an arm over me and was sound asleep next to me. My heart was pounding. Being so close to this man I adore so much, smelling my father reek of masculinity, feeling his breath on my head, I was in heaven. Then... I felt it, I felt his dick. It was up against my backside above my anus. Holy crap it felt so huge, I couldn't see it under the blanket, but to me, it was incredible. He rubbed it against me a little, and I lost control and grabbed it, I had his cock in my hands and moving it up and down with his moving, and it was wonderful.
I went too far though, and I woke him up. He just said, very loudly and suddenly, "son?!?" I stopped, I froze, I didn't even move my hand off at first. He reached down and pushed my hand away and then didn't do or say anything, we never mentioned it again.
I want to go to him and tell him sorry.