1/30/2024 0 Comments Daddy son gay sex storyI heard huffing and loading breathing then the sound of rushing water and feet on the tiles. “Do you need anything?” I asked bluntly, I just wanted to get out of the bathroom as soon as possible. I stood close against it not looking at him. I stepped in the bathroom closing the door behind me. I felt extremely uncomfortable as I stood there, I only thought my dad was hurt. Alcohol bottles on the counter and Dad in the bath. I opened the bathroom door and looked at the scene. His gruff voice shouted through the closed door, “Wesley get in here.” He slurred. “Dad are you okay?” I asked, my heart racing. I thought we was drowning, I ran up the stairs, He was coughing and gasping for air, it sounded like he was coughing up water. ![]() I was watching tv in the living room when I heard my dad in the bathroom. It all started one night when I was 10 years old. He would physically and sexually abuse me. When I stayed with him and it was complete torment. Growing up with my dad was a nightmare, he’s a raging drunk.
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