My father's penis

@crimsonthenover it’s interesting that your father left it up to your mother to decide if you were to be circumcised. In most cases where circumcision is an option (non jewish and muslim) the father makes the decision.

This topic (like many others here) never really crossed my mind... or had been misplaced, at least until reading it. I recall seeing my father's penis various times throughout my youth, up to preteen. After that point, there wasn't much contact. I wouldn't say I was infatuated with it, but was definitely interested. His thick bush of pubic hair didn't really catch my interest, but his size definitely did. Being prepubescent, I was definitely small, though that never really changed, but his looked like a monster to me. Now I look back and wonder if it just looked huge because of my size difference and no frame of reference, or if it really was that huge.

@crimsonthenover it’s interesting that your father left it up to your mother to decide if you were to be circumcised. In most cases where circumcision is an option (non jewish and muslim) the father makes the decision.

During my mid teens I asked my father why the decision to circumcise was left to my mother. He abruptly told me it was her decision and said nothing more. My mother told me that she had decided long before her marriage that any son of hers would be circumcised. In 1965 the local hospital practised a 98% circumcision rate on newborn male caucasian babies. My mother followed through with her decision and I was given an Australian standard, "High and tight circumcision".

From time to time I've wondered if my uncircumcised father was fully aware of how much my penis would be altered during the circumcision. In my late teens I asked my mother why it was done and she answered with the word, " Cleanliness".

@spbb you are probably right that home nudism is probably healthy for good father and son relationships. We in the U.S. live in such a sexualized society that's largely driven by the media and pornography. It's gotten especially bad since porn became mainstream. Prior to that, boys and their fathers swam naked at the YMCAs and other public pools and nothing was ever thought of it. Same with going to the doctor: girls were given gowns (from what I've been told) while boys were given the military conscription treatment. I go to Korean spas once in a while and you always see Korean fathers there with their sons and there is no awkwardness whatsoever. It is not a coincidence that Korea is very strict on pornography.

It's funny thinking about it now. How I saw my dad's flaccid cock as a preteen and thought that thing was massive, I mean, it was much larger than average, but as a kid I just thought it was like a dragon.

Since there was an unspoken rule about no nudity in our house, I only saw my dads dick 4 times in my life. I remember each time vividly, since it was something “forbidden” and hidden. My father didn’t care about family so I didn’t have any bonding moments with him, ever. Reading how many guys are ok with nudity around their dads and showering together, going to saunas and stuff makes me feel a but jealous and sad.

First time was when I was about 3-4 years old, for some reason we pissed together into one toilet at home. As I was little, I saw his penis and balls from below. I remember seeing his package struck me and left quite an impression. Even though he was average, at that age, from below, it looked big and very dark! I even thought it looked like poop, surrounded by black hair. As my testicles had problems descending and developing, I could not figure out what was dangling below his penis, I definitely didn’t have that. Took me years to finally understand it.

The second time was years later, I was about 12. We were on a holiday in parents’ hotel room and he was taking a shower. Since my mom knew he gets out of there naked, she told me to knock at the bathroom door and tell him that we, the kids, are here. He definitely didn’t expect us, because he got out wrapped in a small hand towel that was so short his hairy crack was not covered. He then made a couple steps back and didn’t return to the bathroom, but remained in the “hall/corridor” of the room, basically, at its entrance, around the corner from bed I sat on. I saw him unwrap his mini towel, bend forwards, his tools dangling from left to right between his hairy legs, and step into his underwear. His manhood wasn’t big and kind of resembled what I already had at that age. It didn’t look that dark anymore. His penis had a long foreskin, and his balls were almost hidden behind it (not because of thick penis, it was like mine, rather thin, but because of not that big balls).

Third time I saw him was a couple days later on a same holiday. I was scrolling through photos we made during our stay on a digital camera and stumbled upon very unusual one. It was my dad laying on a bed in his hotel room, covered in flowers and petals, with his legs apart, completely naked. 2 flowers were tucked under each of his testicle, his penis was flaccid but long foreskin was slightly retracted and revealed a small part of a very pink penis head. I examined his body, especially his genitals so thoroughly and for so long. His body was average, not too skinny, not athletic, not thick, smooth and hairless, with big bright nipples. His dick laid flaccid tilted to his left, on his left testicle (mine also like this, the doctor said it’s because my left testicle is smaller, so dick lays there because it has more room in my briefs at that side. So I assume he has the same). A bush of dark brown hair covered his pubic area and his scrotum. Right testicle was bulging out and laid next to his penis. I was very aroused and even masturbated several times looking at that photo. Unfortunately there was no way to save it, a that time, especially on a holiday, tech didn’t allow it yet.

The last one I saw his cock was on a gas station, I don’t remember when and where, I was bout 15-18, don’t know. We pissed in silence in the adjacent urinals. I took a peak, his dick looked just like mine, but what aroused me was that he pulled his foreskin back while pissing. No one ever thought me to do that. His bright burgundy shiny glans was partially exposed.

As you might tell, my brain captured those moments very bright and stored solidly in my memory. Moral of the story, don’t make something a secret, because the forbidden fruit is the most desirable.