A few days passed. Kevin had refrained from snooping around his dad's stuff after nearly getting caught wearing his leather gear. But that didn't stop the fantasies. Kevin had started noticing his dad's bulge more and more, taking every opportunity to steal a glance at the package that made him. His Instagram was getting increasingly filled with hairy daddies, scantily clad in briefs and leather harnesses from the increasingly telling thunbnails that Kevin was preferentially seeking out and interacting with. He had even gone as far to creating an account on fabswingers.com, a hookup site for straight, bi, and gay swingers and singles just so he could try and chat with other daddies and try and fill the gap he was longing for.
The weekend came around and Kevin woke up on Saturday morning to the smell of bacon cooking downstairs. He threw on some comfy clothes and headed towards the smell. Kevin walked into the kitchen to find Steve standing over the toaster waiting to assemble his bacon sandwich. Much like Kevin, when not working Steve preferred comfier clothes, opting this morning for a old tattered t-shirt with frayed edges and a faded band logo emblazoned on the back, and a pair of loose grey lounge shorts. Steve turned to greet Steve, "Morning son, want a sandwich?" He asked grogilly, walking over to the counter by the oven and grill to put more bacon on for Kevin. As he walked Kevin over again was all to aware of his dad's bulge in his shorts. But this time he was in for a treat. As Steve walked, Kevin couldn't help but notice that his dad was clearly free balling it. With each step Kevin could see his dad's package sway back and forth, watching the faint outline of his cock head slip past the seam that ran down the front of the shorts, before jiggling back the other way pendulously. Kevin couldn't help getting slightly hard seeing this, opting to lean against the breakfast bar to compress his own growing bulge. "Yeah sure, thanks dad. Any plans today?" Kevin asked, watching his dad trod around the kitchen, bulge swinging around almost hypnotising Kevin. "Think I'm going to try clear out the attic. I've been putting it off for too long but it needs doing apparently..." Steve replied, rolling his eyes slightly in the tell tale fashion a man might do if he had been asked to do a job multiple times and never managed to 'get around to it'. "Are you free to help today or do you need to study?" Kevin thought for a second about studying, the thought of which made him despair, and so replied "No I can help you, I think a break from studying might help". "Grand..." Replied Steve, "I was going to get to it after breakfast, that alright?". "Sure" Kevin replied, as Steve slid his bacon sandwich in front of him. "Red or brown sauce?" Steve asked, holding a bottle of Heinz in one hand, and a bottle of HP in the other.
Kevin finished his sandwich, washing it down with a cup of tea before following his dad up the stairs. Steve grabbed the hook to the attic door from the hall cupboard and pulled down the stowaway ladder. Steve climbed first, followed by Kevin. As Steve got to the top he paused, standing half way in the attic, with Kevin now standing below him on the first rung. Kevin glanced up looking to see what Steve was doing before he noticed something. Steve's shorts were hanging loose around his legs and from this angle, Kevin could see right up the back of his shorts. Kevin followed Steve's furry thigh with his eyes, leaning forward slightly to get a better look. He could see right up to the peachy furry ass cheek. Kevin couldn't help but imagine grabbing hold, grabbing on to that fuzzy man ass and slowly parting the cheeks before burying his face. As Kevin stood there, transfixed, Steve started rummaging around, moving boxes and clearing space for himself. As Kevin stood there practically drooling, Steve turned to place some boxes behind him so he could get in to the attic itself. Kevin's heart skipped a beat. Would he be able to see it? From his current angle he could see the front of his dad's thigh, up to the midway point. He shifted slightly, slowly revealing more and more of the hair covered leg. Kevin saw the hair start to thicken before he could see it. There it was. As Steve struggled to stack boxes in the attic, Kevin could see it in its gloomy cavern. His dad's uncut cock was there in sight. It hung quite low, with a thick bush surrounding the thick shaft and low hanging balls that all swayed around as Steve shifted his body back and forth. "Hey Kev can you grab this for me?" Steve shouted down the ladder, startling Kevin from his cock induced trance. "Uh yeah sure, pass it down". Steve maneuvered a box down the ladder, obstructing Kevin's view. Kevin grabbed a hold of the box, dismounting the ladder and placing it on the ground before turning back to get back in position, but he was too late. Steve had managed to gain access to the loft space and was now out of sight. Slightly saddened that he no longer could watch his dad from that perspective, Kevin adjusted himself to hide his erection and climbed the ladder to help his dad. Though he was able to catch the odd glimpse of his bulge over the next couple of hours, because they had to duck and crouch, Steve's bulge was mostly hidden as they cleared space and tidied in the cramped attic.
Kevin's mind turned away from his dad's junk and moved towards reminiscing as they looked through a lot of old stuff that had been stored. Dusty toys, old Halloween outfits, holiday photos in physical photo albums, boxes full of old cables and long since unused cables, devices, and battery packs. Some of the boxes were kept for sentimental reasons, but others were taken down the ladder and stacked in the hall to be dealt with. The box of electronics was sifted through to see if there was anything worth keeping, with most of it being marked for sending to a charity shop. "Hey Kev, there are a couple of old digital cameras in that box, can you see if you can find the chargers and USB cables for them and see if there is anything worth salvaging on them? If not we can just put them to the charity shop". Kevin nodded and gave an affirmitory grunt before looking through the dusty cables to see if any matched the data and charging ports for the cameras. After a few minutes of looking, Kevin managed to get the cables and put the cameras on to charge so that he could sift through the photos later on. After a few more trips up and down the ladder with various boxes of assorted rubbish that was either doomed for recycling or landfill, or headed to a charity shop, the attic was cleared. A couple more trips up and down the stairs and all of the dusty boxes were set in the car, ready for their final destinations. "Right, I'm going for a shower, those cameras should be charged enough to look through. Can you just put anything that's on them on your laptop and then we can chuck them in with the charity shop stuff?" Asked Steve, heading to his room. Kevin agreed and went to his own room to retrieve the cameras. He plugged them in to the laptop and had a look. Most of the photos were from an old holiday in the sun. Kevin and his younger brother playing in the sand as kids, poorly taken pictures of meals in various places, a few poolside pics. Kevin paused on a few, seeing his dad's younger self throwing Kevin into the pool wearing a pair of black speedos. A few videos were on the camera too, with much of the same content. He moved them all to his laptop and unplugged the cameras. As he unplugged and wrapped up the cables, Kevin had a thought. Kevin looked down at the camera and at the video record button. After seeing a glimpse of Steve's cock today, he wanted more.
Kevin could hear Steve in the shower, and wondered if he could catch him fully naked in there by hiding the camera. As he sat thinking it through, he heard the shower stop and Steve drying himself off. Kevin quickly hid the camera in his desk and put the other in the box with the rest of the stuff for the charity shop before walking towards the stairs with it. As he walked in to the hall, Steve walked out of the bathroom, clad in his towel, damp chest hair on show and the trail of hair down his stomach just begging for Kevin to run his fingers down and drop the towel. "Find anything on the cameras?" Steve asked, walking passed Kevin. "Just some holiday snaps, I've got them on my computer and deleted them off the cameras so they're good to go" Kevin said, jostling the box in his hands to indicate they had been packed away. "Cool, stick it in the car and we can get rid of them". Kevin nodded and headed to the car, dropping the box off with the rest of the stuff bound for charity. Kevin went back upstairs and headed for his room. Grabbing the camera he went to the bathroom and started to try and find a position where he could film discreetly without the camera being seen from around the room. But to no avail. Every time he positioned it he could either see the camera, or when he checked the footage he couldn't see himself in the shower. "Shit." He thought. It then occurred to him, "I could get him while he's changing though". Kevin knew that every day after work his dad would come home, and head straight for the shower. He was always first in, and almost always home at the same time. He could catch him then. Kevin was instantly hard at the idea but had to get on and shower. Kevin proceed to turn on the shower, pausing for a second to place down the camera and set it recording so he could add a cheeky shower video to his fabswingers account while he was horned up. After his shower he gathered up his things and headed to his room to change and upload the video to his laptop. Although the video was quite grainy, there was something about it that made for quite the hot video. Kevin wasn't sure if it was the almost voyeuristic aspect, or the fact that through the camera he could almost compare his body to that of his dads from the old holiday photos, but it was a definite turn on for him. Once he has uploaded the video, he stashed the camera again and headed downstairs to help his dad with getting rid of all of the boxes in the car. The rest of the day, all Kevin could think about was that glimpse of that thick cock he got earlier on, and the fact he might be in for a chance to see more through his hidden camera plan in the coming days.
