I was in the bathroom dutifully brushing my teeth as my Dad showered. Not that he minded, he didn’t. I wasn’t able to see his naked body every time I looked sideways because the bathroom was enclosed with a glass wall and it was covered in steam by the time I got there, and because I couldn’t wait to finish up and go to bed, I had to knock first though, just to let my Dad know I was present, but at that time I got this knowing feeling of curiosity to peek at his body, his muscles, his toned arms, his abs and certainly if I was lucky enough, his thick cock. This was because I got a little view of it once when he was changing in his room and I had entered accidentally because I was delivering an envelope he asked that he had forgotten at the dining room, he must have thought that I would have knocked first, hence the accidental view.

But since I had another chance to peek at it, I wasn’t going to let this chance go.

“Jace, do you mind handing me the towel hanging beside the left upper cabinets? I had forgotten to carry it with me in here,” My Dad said.

“Not at all, just a minute,”

I took the towel hanged up beside the cabinet and headed to the bathroom glass door, where my father’s hand was reaching for the towel with the door slightly open, but just before I handed him the towel, I leaned in a little bit and my eyes drifted immediately to the drops of water falling off from his slightly hard cock, it seemed like his cock was throbbing or something, his foreskin pulled all the way back as it continued twitching, thankfully we didn’t lock eyes because his other hand was busy twisting the shower knob to stop water from coming out of it and I was a little bit frozen.

And just before he turned his head to me, I quickly reasserted my stance to that of an upright posture and handed him the towel without any further questions to avoid any suspicions that I might have been staring at his body.

“Here it is,” I said finally giving him the towel, when it almost missed his hand because of my clumsiness, “careful, right here,” our hands touched for a brief moment before I detached and went back to the sink to rinse my mouth, my heart was beating faster than it usually did when I got nervous of seeing my Dad’s naked body. I wish he knew how bad I just wanted to lick out the wetness out of his cock until it went dry.

The minute he stepped out of the bathroom with a heavy sigh, I froze as he crossed behind me looking all wet and relaxed, as he made his way to the door. He didn’t say anything but I felt like he wanted to say something. Or did he actually see me check him out? No way.

Later on, as I was just about to go to bed and drift to sleep as I thought about tomorrow and how I would prepare for my final semesters’ exams, I heard my Dad call me from his room and I wondered what might have been the problem, I didn’t think much of the situation and got up running bare feet to his room. And I thought maybe he was calling me to open the living room door for my mom, since she had left last week Monday to pay her parents a visit in Texas.