You had been complaining about the boys in your school “being boys” earlier at dinner and while we watched tv you were just acting strange.  

You were texting as you sat next to me and at one point turned your cell off and leaned against me in an unusual silence.  “You ok?”  “Yea daddy just tired of how immature everyone is.  I wish I could find a man like you.”  I played the part of a friend more than a father with you most of the time.  “Well you will find someone when its meant to be, so just enjoy life in every way you can, without costing your dad bail money…” laughing but you were not.  Hmmm what was up with you.  “….look trust me you will find someone much better than your old man.”  You snuggled against me and squeezed, held on for a minute.  You really had something going on in that mind of yours.  “Dad your the best and there is no way there is anyone better for me than you.”  You were trying to tell me something that my old fashion mind could not possibly recognize.  “Hey, come on, you are smart, beautiful, caring, fun-loving and from all the friends I see you with pretty popular.  Trust me any man will be lucky to have you someday.”  You mumbled something about me not understanding as I watched you hurry upstairs and the sound of your door close.  “What did I say?” But you were gone.  Ugh

We were so close, you normally could tell me anything so what was different now?  I fought my own mind following you up but figured at your age you needed some space, I obviously was not what you needed for sure.  So I watched the end of the show, then the scores on the news before trudging upstairs to bed.  The sliver of light showing under your door surprised me since it was late.  I started to turn the knob to your door and stopped.  Respect her privacy, door is shut.  I started to walk down the hall to my room.  What I could not see was you laying in bed with your fingers between your legs masturbating with a slow grind.    But when I heard a muffled“Daddy please…” I figured you heard me jiggle the door so I turned back and opened your door slowly to say goodnight.   I was not expecting your soft bottom rocking over your fingers to be the first thing I saw.  I just stood there for a moment as you again whispered my title.  “yes Daddy…” and I should of turned and stepped out of the room but in my shock I just blurted “baby?” with you jolting up and flipping over with a face of embarrassment.  I turned my head “Oh god, sorry…I thought, I heard you call for me…god so sorry baby.”  I tried to walk out when you said.  “You did hear me call daddy…” I stopped at looked at you again.  Now with a large pillow wrapped in your legs and arms as your eyes peered over it at me.  “Are you……..are you mad?” 

“God baby no, I……we all, wow…….um ha ha um we all touch ourselves, its natural.”  I saw you lower the pillow a bit as you chewed on your lip.  “No I mean, that I was thinking of you when I do?” Damn we could of just let it all be without addressing that part.  But I could see you were worried.  I didn’t know… “I um don’t really know what I think about that, I’m your father, but…well…” I sat down as I talked to you  “……I know you feel lonely and that the boys in your school are childish but you don’t want some old man like me.  But I am not mad, not at all ok…its ok.” I saw you smile and relax a bit.  “I just think you are so strong and attractive and I love you and well I have dreams and so I just have to touch sometimes.”  Now I was embarrassed.  “Ok well again its natural, we all have dreams, and masturbation is healthy.” Turning into my highschool gym teacher on sex education day right in front of you till you pulled me back in.  “So you dream?  Have you ever…” a blush across your face “…..pictured me?”  A blunt “No..” fell from my lips before I could stop it and your smile start to fade “…but you are stunning and well you would…” what do I say here, my mind racing for answers with none as I stumble through this awkward moment with you.  You started to nod.  “I understand daddy…”  The conversation stuck in that moment I got up and leaned over you to kiss your forehead.  “Good night beautiful.” I walked to the door for what seemed the hundredth time tonight.  

“Daddy…..I know you are lonely too so if you need me I am here, I love you.” I smiled and closed your door behind me.  “Love you too.” I don’t remember walking to my room.  I just remember how heavy my body felt after I undressed and flopped down on the bed.  I felt feverish and lay there staring at the ceiling with new images of you laying there touching yourself picturing me.  I looked down my body to see my cock getting hard and no matter how I tried to change my thoughts now here I was with an erection because of you.  I could not remember the last time I masturbated but the throbbing I felt had to be handled.  I tried to picture girls I dated, actresses, everything to help my mind escape the image of your tight young pussy accepting your fingers.  “fuck baby” was all I said when you opened my door.  There I lay with my hand wrapped around my cock and you standing nude in the dark doorway.  You had to of followed me to my room and hesitated outside my door.  “Can I stay in here tonight.” Not a word about what I was doing, you just came in and climbed in bed.  I let go of my cock and pulled the sheets up over us.  “Daddy don’t stop ok.”  you pushed the sheets back down.  I want to see you and I want you to see me.  You lay back and started to touch as you looked at my hard cock and I was so aroused that I could not think.  I just took my cock and stroked it.  We both lay together in silence until you came and cried out for me.  I let go of myself swollen to the edge of orgasm and reached over between your legs and began to rub you.  You lifted to my hand now and held my wrist as I felt your other hand capture my warm cock.  

A fumbled stroke against my silken steel as your pussy opened deep for my touch.  You came quickly twice as your fist moved faster.  “jesus baby don’t stop” was all I could muster as I lay back and watched the white ribbons burst from my cock and spill all over my chest.  Your soft little hands milking me then your fingertip tracing over the streams of cum on my stomach.  “damn that was so hot daddy.” I could not even speak.  I lay there watching you play with my cum and breathing in the scent of sex that had forever left this room.  You reached down and pulled up the sheets then lay against me and closed your eyes.  “Sometimes I just need you daddy ok?” I kissed your forehead.  “I always need you baby, good night.”  A peaceful sleep for us all.