Late afternoon clockwatching

I'll be here at work for another hour-and-a-half, but a current thread on Chronic Penis Masturbators has got my dick into a khaki-stretching frenzy:

_{My dad was hot. big hairy butch and a cop too. He was cock proud and loved to show it off. He would often say it was a piss hard on but he made no move to hide it from me... and usually just me. He used to cut my hair with clippers up until early teens. We would both be naked in the bathroom me on the toilet and him standing in front of me with his big flopping dick in my face. He would let it drag over me as he worked and I kept my hard on pressed between my legs trying to hide it.}

Good timing, because a couple nights ago I was edging myself stupid while reading some father and son stuff on the Nifty Stories Archive. For me, the motif of a father and son sharing the uniquely male joy of the hard penis is just about the hottest possible fantasy -- and I say "motif" because the idea of this kind of sexual connection excites me in a way that my real-life dad does not. (I did fantasize about my father sometimes as a teenager -- often imagining that a birds-and-the-bees lecture would lead him to display his erect penis to me, which was naturally followed by a mutual masturbation session, finishing with him ejaculating sperm into my open mouth.)