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Today was the day. I thought to myself. I need to tell him today. I can feel my chest tighten. What I was going to do was not easy but something I thought needs to be done. I steel myself and left my room.

Things have been well for Dad so far. His deals been going well, his favorite sports team is on a winning streak, and, in a couple of days, he should be getting a huge check coming in for about thirty thousand dollars. There is no doubt that he should be in a good mood these last few days.

But what if he still hates you. No! No thoughts like that. I took some more deep breaths. Even if he did, I have...plans. But the thought still plague me. He never really spoke to me about it, so I can't be sure on his views on it. But I have to assume he is at least neutral on the topic.

I reach the living room, where Dad is settled on the couch, watching the football game on the TV. Like me he has black scales, though his are a more polished, glossy texture compared to my own. He's dressed for the weather with a long sleeved shirt and sweatpants to help hold in as much body heat as possible, but considering our lack of lack of temperature control there's a heat lamp set up close as well. He's even got a blanket to settle his feet into.

I could feel my heart thump in my chest as I watched him. Was this a bad idea? Did i really need to tell him. If I just... No! No, I had to do it; No more worrying.

Not that my nerves were going to make it easy. "Dad!" I accidentally yelled out.

Dad flinched in surprise at the outburst before turning around, "Aaron! You scared me. What's wrong?"

Come on, Aaron. You can do this! "I...I n-n-need to," I started to choke on my words. Damn it. Calm down!

"Aaron, calm down, you're freaking yourself out again." Dad echoed my thoughts. He patted the couch beside him, "Here, come sit next to me. Maybe the heat lamp will help. You haven't been letting yourself get too cold, have you?""

It wasn't just the cold; my body was shaking. The urge to just go back to my room and hide rose up, but slowly I made my body move forward until I sat down on the couch. The feeling of panic was even stronger now.

Next thing I knew, Dad had pulled me in and put an arm over my shoulders. He was sharing his warmth with me - a perfectly normal thing for cold-blooded types like us. Perfectly innocent...

I had to tell him. He needed to know.

"Aaron, what's wrong? You're really shaking. Are you okay?"

My body continued to shake, although the warmth of the heat lamp and Dad's body were soothing in a way. I was this close. I just had to do one more thing.. "I-I, Dad I."

"Aaron, breathe, son," Dad pulled me to his chest, wrapping both arms around me. "What's wrong, son? You can talk to me."

Time for plan B. I figured I might have difficulty saying it so I had a backup in case I can't get the words out. I put my hand into my pocket and pulls out a little note. I feel tears roll down my face as I hand my Dad the note. I feel him take it as i start to cry into his chest. On that note is three little words.

I am gay.

Dad was silent. I couldn't see his face.

What is he hates me? What if he disowns me and chase me out of the house? What if he decides to kill me? What if-"

"Aaron," he said as he held me tighter to his chest. "You're okay Aaron. I'm not upset. I'm happy you were able to tell me Aaron."

I cried into his chest. I the feeling I held in sprayed out of me. I was so worried what Dad might say and do. So I just let it all out while being held in my Dad's arms.

So the tears stopped and I got off my dad. He cupped me face. I met the sight of my dad's comforting face, "Are you feeling okay, Aaron?"

"Yeah, I'm sorry."

Dad let go of my face, "Aaron, there is nothing to be sorry for. So you are gay, so what? That's not going to stop me from loving you." Dad pulled me into his chest again. He held me tight. "Besides I would be a hypocrite if I didn't like it."

I pulled out of his hug and grabbed a tissue, wiping my face and nose. "What do you mean?"

"Well I have something to confess as well." He took a deep breath, 'Aaron, I am bisexual."

"What?"

"I like guys as well. Been that way for most of my life."

I was shocked. I wasn't expecting Dad to just say that.

"Got nothing to say?"

"Well no just surprised. I wasn't expecting it."

"Well it never came up. It's not like I ever bring anyone home with me." Dad took a sip of his beer and returned his eyes to the game on the screen.

We sat in silence. The football game was still playing on the screen, but my eyes were focused on Dad. My Dad's bisexuality was a big pill to swallow. I wanted to continue the conversation but couldn't figure out a topic to talk about.

Dad was the one who broke the silence. "So Aaron, I have been thinking about going into the dating game again."

"Really?"

"Yeah, I think it's time." Dad looked sad and stared at his wedding band. " I'm tired of being alone. You're an adult now so you might move out soon, I just don't want to be in this house by myself when it happens."

"Oh Dad," it was my turn to comfort him. I sling my arms around him. "You don't have to worry about me moving out, I'll stay as long as you want."

"Thanks Aaron."

Again, silence filled the air. I really am not good with talking. "So," I search my mind for a topic, "what's the plan?"

Dad looked at me, "for what?"

"For getting back into the game. I mean you should have a plan, right?"

"Well, first I need to prepare myself."

"For?"

"Well, sex really. To be honest, I have a lot of competition. Not alot a sex appeal when your cold-blooded. Most girls, and guys, would probably go with something with fur."

"Come on Dad you have plenty of sex appeal. I mean you are in better shape than me."

"Glad you think so. I might as well try and get back in shape before I go out on dates first. And I have to get used to having stuff up my ass again." He rubbed his ass.

"Do you need help with that?" I ask absentmindedly.

Dad turned to me with a shocked look on his face, "Aaron do you understood what you just asked?"

It then dawned on me what I just asked. "Oh Fuck," I cover my face with my hands. "Dad I am so sorry. I didn't mean it like that I swear." I can feel my face turning red.

Dad just laughed. "We don't need to go that far son."

"I really didn't mean to suggest it. I swear."

"I understand, just a slip of the tongue. However," Dad swung his arm around me and leaned in close, "how much experience do you actually have with guys?"

I felt my face turn red again. "Well-I-none." Why was Dad like this?

"I see," Dad said as he got off the couch, "I got something to show you in a bit. Come to my room in an hour." I watch as he left the living room, dragging his tail behind him.

Just what did he had in plan?

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I stand in front of Dad's bedroom. I couldn't get what Dad said out of my mind. He's got something to show me. Why does he need to show me? I knock on the door.

"Come in," I heard my father yell from his room.

I open the door. The inside of his room was sort of dim, the only source of light was a single heat lamp pointing at the bed. But what was on the bed was shocking, because there was my Dad, naked. Light bounced off of his black scales. His tail, with its zigzag pattern, hanging over the side of his king sized bed.

As a reflex I turned away and covered my eyes. "Oh Dad sorry I didn't mean to."

"Calm down Aaron," he said in a calm tone, "I probably should have told you I wasn't clothed before you got here."

I lower my hand from my eyes. Getting a better look on him, it was easy to tell how fit he was. Earlier this year he talked about getting rid of his pudge. while it wasn't all gone, it's definitely smaller than it was at the start of the year.

"So what did you need to show me?" I ask.

"Well, I am going to show you how to take a dick."

Wait? What did he say? "Dad can you repeat that please? I think I misheard you."

Dad reached behind him and pulled out a dildo, "well i really would be showing you how to take stuff up the ass. It's going to help really." Dad couldn't look me in the eyes.

Was he just as embarrassed as me?

"When I started to do it," he continued, "I didn't understand how anal was suppose to work. Like what you are supposed to look out for. Turns out it's much more complicated than you think."

"How is it complicated?"

"Well for one you need a lot of prep work to actually do it to, you know, not make a mess."

Oh right, shit happens.

"Well anyway," he continued, "once that is done you can get to the more fun parts." Dad reached around again and pulled out a small object. "Now it is important to lube up while you stretch yourself." he poured out a lot of lube onto his hands. "I recommend doing the next part on your back."

Dad leans back down on the bed and lifted his legs in the air. With one hand, he grabbed one of his butt cheeks and pulled it. The Heat lamp off to the side acted like a spotlight to Dad's act of exhibitionism, "ideally you would want someone else to do it for you, but I'm not going to ask you to do it for me." Dad started to place has other hand to his asshole. "Now here you really got to go slow for your first time. Rub the lube around and into your hole. Keep an eye on how I do it."

Dad started to circle his entrance with his middle finger. "Now you don't want just jam it in there. You should try to relax when teasing yourself. `` I see it twitch and quiver before me eyes.

My body felt warm. Seeing my dad playing with himself seemed to turn me on. I slip my hand down my pants and started to rub my slit. The brush against the tip on my penis.

The tip of dad's penis slid out of his slit. "Next you want to slip in your middle finger. Much easier than with your index." He slowly inserted his middle finger up his ass. He didn't make much noise. "If you're feeling adventurous, you can also add more fingers. I recommend the index, ring, pinky, and thumb in that order." His index finger enters his hole.

I feel my penis rush out of my slit. This was way better than the porn I watch online. Oh god i wish to stick my dick in that ass he has. Wait what am I thinking? that's my Dad I want to fuck. But here was an ass that looked so plump right in front of me and here i was just ready to pile drive it with my raging boner.

"You okay their son?" Dad's voice brought me back to reality.

"What oh sorry."

"You can get more comfortable if you want to jack off."

"But dad you're-"

"We already cross a line with me showing you this already, might as well go all the way."

He had a point. I slide my sweatpants off and kicked them to the side.

"Wow," I heard Dad mutter while he looked at my cock. "You didn't get that size from me."

I turned away from him, "I'm sorry."

"Did you ever measure it?"

"Um, 7.9 inches."

Dad whistled, "nice size, definitely bigger than mine. Mine is about 6.5 inches."

"I'm sorry."

"No, there is no need to apologize. It's a good size."

My face was turning a different shade of red. My dad just complimented my cock size. It was nice to hear it was a good size, but awkward to hear it from my own Dad.

"Why not move onto the next thing," Dad sat up and grabbed the dildo. The dildo was pointed, similar to my own in shape, but smaller. "next I am going to show you how to put on a condom."

"Okay."

"I recommend putting a condom on even your toys before using them, keep them clean and such." Dad grabbed the condom package and opened it. He placed it at the tip of the dildo, "you would want to make sure you have the right condom type. With such a wide variety of dicks in the world, each one needs a different type of condom to actually work as intended. Now, once you get it over the tip you should roll it down the length. Now go all the way to the base of the cock." Dad slipped the condom on the dildo and grabbed the lube, "now you add lube to our toy and prepare it for entry."

I started to lick my lips, "Um Dad?"

"Yeah?"

"Can I...insert it in you?" What the fuck was I saying?

Dad looked at me for a second, but it wasn't a look of disgust. Frankly I couldn't tell what his face was supposed to be. "Well uh if you want to."

HE IS OKAY WITH IT?

He hands me the dildo and leans back down. He grabbed his knees and pulled them back over his chest. "Ready when you are."

My heart was in my throat. He my dad was presenting his ass to me and my mind was filled with the desire to just stick my dick in it. No, just slip in the dildo, just slip in the dildo. Just slip it in. just slip it in just slip it in. I got and my knees and looked forward. The lube seems to make the asshole shine like it was sort of gem. My mouth felt dry as I stared at it. It was tempting me.

"Aaron, Everything okay down there?"

"Huh, oh yeah sorry." I line up the tip of the dildo with the asshole. I pushed it in there.

I hear Dad groan above me.

"You alright?"

"Yeah, I'm fine," he said through gritted teeth, "just give me a minute." I see the muscles in Dad's ass move and twitch a bit. "Okay I want to pull it out a bit but don't remove it entirely."

I pull it out a bit.

"Good now push it slowly back in."

I push it back in. this goes on for several minutes. I will push the dildo in and out of Dad in rhythm to my breathing. I started to push the thing in deeper and faster. The sounds of Dad's moans excited me more. What it must feel like to be in there.

I-I Must know. I remove the dildo from dad's ass in one motion and threw it into the wall. "Aaron?"

I line my dick up with his asshole and force myself in him in one push. I felt a warm sensation on my dick.

"Oh, fuck!" my dad yelled, squeezing down on my cock.

I keep up the pace. Moving my hips back and forth again and again. No matter where I moved my hips, my cock was enveloped in something warm and tight. I was fucking my own father and loving it.

What i can hear from Dad was primal. He was moaning and groaning from a mixture of pleasure and pain. His tail trashed around in a frenzy before coiling onto my leg.

I'm so close, so close. I climax. Endorphins washed over my body as I release. This fet more intense then when I masturbate usually.

I see my father laying below me, panting. I feel his tail let go of my leg. My stomach felt wet. I reach down to the unknown liquid and bring it to my face. It was white and sticky. Semen? _ It dawned on me what I had just done. _Oh Fuck.