Free My Other Daddy the Complete Series by Carl East Page A

the camera. It was huge, and he was obviously offering
it to whoever had been taking the picture.
    I felt my cheeks go red and my heart
was beating out of my chest as I quickly put the picture back
inside the album and lay it back down onto the coffee table. To be
honest, I didn’t know what to think. As I sat there looking at the
album on the table, I couldn’t get the image of that cock out of my
head. Sitting there in stunned silence, I could still hear the
shower, so I opened the pages again and took hold of the picture.
My god he was big and still I sat there staring at it. I suddenly
realized how hot my bottom felt and that I was getting wet. I
couldn’t help wondering what something like that would feel like
inside me; but then I wondered why he would have a picture like
that in his family album.
    Moments later, I heard the shower
being turned off and I quickly placed the picture back where I’d
found it. Mr. Booth shouted that he’d be out in a minute, to which
I replied there was no rush. As I waited, my eyes seemed to be
drawn to the album and realizing that he would take at least a
couple of minutes to get dressed I dared myself to have another
look at the picture. That was a mistake, because no sooner had I
picked it up, than Mr. Booth walked in with a large towel wrapped
around his waist. Unfortunately, he saw me before I saw
him.
    “ Oh my god, I’m so sorry.
I didn’t mean to leave that lying around, I just forgot about it,”
he said surprising me as he reached for the photograph.
    I must have turned a bright red as I
could feel my cheeks flushing as he took it from my hands. I
couldn’t seem to look up at him, as I didn’t want our eyes to meet.
I just wanted the ground to open up and swallow me.
    “ I think it would be best
if we just put this away and not talk about it,” he said
suddenly.
    “ I’m…um…I’m sorry Mr.
Booth, I didn’t mean to be nosey,” I replied, finally looking up to
see him.
    “ You don’t have to
apologize it was my fault for leaving it where it could be found. I
think, no, I’d better explain why I even have such a photograph.
With Marybeth gone, I’ve been very lonely and a few days ago, I got
some of her mother’s boxes out and spotted these old photo albums
of when my wife and I were first dating. I know I must seem like an
old coot to you and Marybeth but I was young once too. This picture
was taken when I was engaged to Marybeth’s mother. We were on a
private beach and got silly taking pictures. We never did get
around to getting rid of these old photos.”
    Staring into his eyes I saw how upset
he was and said, “It’s not like I’m a child, I am eighteen and I
understand how you can get carried away like that. I think it’s
incredible that you and your wife were so open about things like
that.”
    “ Do you really think so,”
he replied, shocked by my attitude.
    “ Oh without a doubt, I was
turned on just looking at it,” I replied boldly.
    He watched as my eyes drifted down,
away from his, only then did he remember that he was still standing
in a bath towel and realized that I was looking at the bulge in his
towel.
    I peered at the towel, hoping that it
would magically disappear and as I watched, I could see the bulge
beneath the towel getting bigger and realized that what I’d said
must have excited him. I think a kind of lust must have gotten a
hold of me at that point, as I found myself wanting to see what my
imagination was conjuring up.
    “ Can I see it?” I said
softly with a croak in my voice.
    I glanced up, and he just stood there
staring at me and for a moment, I thought he was going to shout at
me; instead, he allowed the towel to fall to the floor and didn’t
say a word. As I watched the towel slip to the floor I saw the
muscles shift on his flat stomach, and the first curls of black
hair appeared as it fell lower. The base of his cock was covered
with deep whirls of hair and as the towel fell further, I saw the
first glimpse of