I have skimmed through some of the posts in this thread and found that there were many (well, maybe not many but some) who thought that with your own kids it wasn't so HORRIBLE for them to see their parents naked.

My son, who will be 58 this summer, recently brought up an event which I hadn't thought about in many years but I hadn't forgotten. He had seen something on TV which prompted him to enter into a conversation with me that eventually led him to ask me the dimensions of my dick when I was young. I first had to tell him that age had little or no effect on size but then I questioned his reason for asking and he cited the above mentioned 'event'.

Recalling where it took place, we reckened that his age at the time would have been four years old. The way it came down was that I was showering after a long day on the road when John came into the bathroom and asked if he could take a shower too. I told him "Sure" and he shucked off his clothes (he was barefoot and just wearing underwear and shorts) and climbed into the tub with me. I soaped him up as soon as he had got wet and he ended up facing me with my hip area about at his eye level. I had no warning when he reached his hand and laid hold of my member and continued to hold it as he examined it and asked if he would ever have one as big as mine. I guess I told him that it was likely that he should. He had noticed my foreskin (my wife had let him be circumsized at birth) and had pulled it down over the head with questions as to why his wasn't made the same way as mine. I don't know if it was the conversation or the fact that he was still hanging on to it but I got a hard on and moments later he showed me that he had one too and this set off a whole new line of questions about why I had one that was so much longer and thicker than his. I think I made up some lame reasons for it all and very quickly we got out of the shower and I went to my bedroom in a towel.

John's memory was pretty much the same as mine but now he reminded me that I hadn't answered his original query about size. There was no point in being coy so I told him and he accused me of being stingy. He complained that I had held back "that gene" because he never surpassed six and three quarters in length with a hair less than six inches in girth. I had to laugh as I reminded him of how many girls and women he had favored in bed. I recalled that I had caught him with a neighbor girl when he was just eleven years old and I was sure that he had never slowed down from there.

Gramps