Lesson From Dad At The Age Of 18+

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My dad and me we are still like good buddies.

He teached me, not to be ashamed of being a chubby and that I shouldn't be afraid of showing feelings.

Also that nudity is a normal thing and that I should try everything I want to try
What’s an amazing relationship between you and your dad. So what sort of thing he encourages you to try?
 
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Honestly by that point in my life my dad was teaching me more by showing me what not to do. Never talked to me about sex stuff, just left it up the the sex ed we got in school. First and last time he mentioned it was two weeks before college when he told me about how when he was in the coast guard around my age he had a kid with one of those women who hang around bases, basically telling me I have a half sister almost 15 years older than me I never knew about. Then told me to wear condoms which I already was doing.

Also told me he wished he'd taken me to church which was hilarious because he'd never told me anything religious ever and I assumed he was an atheist or at least agnostic. Told me to go to church while I was in college but couldn't tell me why I should.

This was also after being two years behind on child support payments to my mom and only getting away with it because she didn't have the energy to take him to court for it. So yeah. Lots of learning through watching him and doing the opposite thing.
 
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Most of the "lessons" I was taught by my dad were way before I was 18, and off to college.

I was the "runt of the litter"---always the smallest guy in class---which left me open for a lot of trouble. And I think that being a real Alpha-Male himself (he often intimidated even me), he knew the type of things that I might have to go through at the hands of of other guys---even if it was only in fun. So, most importantly, my dad taught me how to fight back---the right way---and to always stand up for myself and what I thought was right. And, to never be ashamed of my body or my mind. He also made me help him around the house---even when I really didn't want to (which was most of the time)---as a learning tool to know how to fix things when I was out on my own.

As I've mentioned on other posts here, he was certainly not afraid of showing emotion (when appropriate, in his opinion)...nor was he afraid of his own body (he was well-built and well-hung). And, while we specifically never sat down and talked about "the birds and the bees" (there was sex-ed in school back then), he always let me know what I needed to know when I needed to know it. He was never uncomfortable talking about sex if I asked anything.

We had a great relationship...stormy at times...but even better as I got older. I miss him a lot.
 
Most of the "lessons" I was taught by my dad were way before I was 18, and off to college.

I was the "runt of the litter"---always the smallest guy in class---which left me open for a lot of trouble. And I think that being a real Alpha-Male himself (he often intimidated even me), he knew the type of things that I might have to go through at the hands of of other guys---even if it was only in fun. So, most importantly, my dad taught me how to fight back---the right way---and to always stand up for myself and what I thought was right. And, to never be ashamed of my body or my mind. He also made me help him around the house---even when I really didn't want to (which was most of the time)---as a learning tool to know how to fix things when I was out on my own.

As I've mentioned on other posts here, he was certainly not afraid of showing emotion (when appropriate, in his opinion)...nor was he afraid of his own body (he was well-built and well-hung). And, while we specifically never sat down and talked about "the birds and the bees" (there was sex-ed in school back then), he always let me know what I needed to know when I needed to know it. He was never uncomfortable talking about sex if I asked anything.

We had a great relationship...stormy at times...but even better as I got older. I miss him a lot.
how do you know he was well hung?
 
how do you know he was well hung?
As a very young child...I often showered with my dad. Back then, it was just a normal "bonding" sort of thing with dads and young sons---it didn't have all of the "pedophelia" connotations that it seems to have today. Then, growing up, the two of us (along with my younger brother) shared the "boy's bathroom" in our house until I went away to college, while my mother and sister shared the "girl's bathroom". Since his and my schedules usually overlapped, we were almost always in there together---one shaving while the other showered, then flipping. Since towels were "optional", we saw each other naked pretty much every day. As I mentioned, he wasn't shy about his body around other guys (a few years in the Navy got any of that sort of nonsense out of him)---and I learned not to be as well. Anyway...yes, he was hung...big time.
 
As a very young child...I often showered with my dad. Back then, it was just a normal "bonding" sort of thing with dads and young sons---it didn't have all of the "pedophelia" connotations that it seems to have today. Then, growing up, the two of us (along with my younger brother) shared the "boy's bathroom" in our house until I went away to college, while my mother and sister shared the "girl's bathroom". Since his and my schedules usually overlapped, we were almost always in there together---one shaving while the other showered, then flipping. Since towels were "optional", we saw each other naked pretty much every day. As I mentioned, he wasn't shy about his body around other guys (a few years in the Navy got any of that sort of nonsense out of him)---and I learned not to be as well. Anyway...yes, he was hung...big time.
Often? Like how much?
 
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Oh...I don't really remember how often---it was years ago. And, as I said, I was very young---as was my dad. But, I have good memories about it...not bad. And having spoken to a lot of other guys around my age over the years, they all seemed to have had the same experiences. It wasn't sexual...it was bonding.
 
As a very young child...I often showered with my dad. Back then, it was just a normal "bonding" sort of thing with dads and young sons---it didn't have all of the "pedophelia" connotations that it seems to have today. Then, growing up, the two of us (along with my younger brother) shared the "boy's bathroom" in our house until I went away to college, while my mother and sister shared the "girl's bathroom". Since his and my schedules usually overlapped, we were almost always in there together---one shaving while the other showered, then flipping. Since towels were "optional", we saw each other naked pretty much every day. As I mentioned, he wasn't shy about his body around other guys (a few years in the Navy got any of that sort of nonsense out of him)---and I learned not to be as well. Anyway...yes, he was hung...big time.
I must be a wonderful memory back then.
 
me and my father would compare dick sizes and he taught me that because I was like him and had a big dick that when I had sex not to push it all the way in… he would demonstrate with his hands and told me just to put half in and out then when they were climaxing to push in the rest… he also taught me what to do to stop urself from cumming
 
me and my father would compare dick sizes and he taught me that because I was like him and had a big dick that when I had sex not to push it all the way in… he would demonstrate with his hands and told me just to put half in and out then when they were climaxing to push in the rest… he also taught me what to do to stop urself from cumming
great dad, he gave you good advice
 
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me and my father would compare dick sizes and he taught me that because I was like him and had a big dick that when I had sex not to push it all the way in… he would demonstrate with his hands and told me just to put half in and out then when they were climaxing to push in the rest… he also taught me what to do to stop urself from cumming
what interested you both to compare dick sizes with each other?

and when he demonstrated with his hands did he touch you or you touch him to feel what he meant?
 
me and my father would compare dick sizes and he taught me that because I was like him and had a big dick that when I had sex not to push it all the way in… he would demonstrate with his hands and told me just to put half in and out then when they were climaxing to push in the rest… he also taught me what to do to stop urself from cumming
He is so amazing! Hope you could share some techniques in controlling your cum.
 
My dad past away when I was 17 but he taught me lot about hard work and we did talk about sex he alway open with me and not be shamed of who I am .
That's great to hear. So positive. Sorry for your loss.