I always wanted to see my dad naked! When I was younger, I asked to see his penis. He hesitated, but he brought me in his room. He shut off the door and the curtains, and he turned up the light. He had a full beard, a head full of hair, a bit western, a bit rocker, and he had a hairy butt crack, huge brown tits and large smelly feet. I heard him talk with my aunt's husband once: apparently, my dad is cut. He changed in front of me, but facing the wall, so I only saw his butt. When I told him "I don't see your penis", he put on a pair of tighty whities and showed me his bulge. He told me "You saw it enough. You're hard? When you're hard, it means you like what you see." I spent the rest of my teenage years sniffing his dirty underweaar.