Date: Sun, 15 May 2005 14:39:00 -0700 (PDT)
From: aguy369@yahoo.com
Subject: I Know (Revised)

the usual disclaimers apply. there is alittle more detail in this
version. the next chapter will have alot more. thanks to all those who
sent me a note reguarding this story, it is fiction.

I Know

I came home from school as normal, and went into the kitchen for a snack.
I walked into the den, planning to watch TV. When I noticed that a tape
was left in the vcr. Now I guess I should introduce myself and fill in
some things. My name is jimmy I'm thirteen. I live with my dad, mom left
when I was six. They fought constantly, mainly over mom not wanting to be
tied down anymore. I never heard dad even speak about dating he didn't
go out the only thing is he plays poker with some friends from work. They
always played at one of the other's places, never at our house. He never
let on that he was missing anything else.

Dad was at the time thirty-nine, a real head turner too. Like me he had
strawberry blonde hair, which he kept cut short. Deep blue eyes that
looked like pools of water. He was five-eleven, two hundred pounds of
solid hairy man. He kept in shape by working out three times a week. I
would go with him once a week, since most of the time he went right from
work. He had a job he enjoyed, which made our home life great. He was the
best father a boy could have. My friends would comment that he always put
me first. We did everything together, and he want us to be completely
open with each other. Now comes to the tape in the vcr, it's one of
dad's pet peeves everything in it's place. I pressed eject and the tape
didn't have a label and I thought that strange. Dad was way to organized
for this I thought.

I pushed the tape back in, and turned on the TV. When the screen popped
on I was shocked to see my uncle's cabin. The camera zoomed in on the
porch and there was dad and uncle ed sitting on the swing talking, by the
date I knew this was their recent hunting trip. But why would dad not
label the trip video. Why had he been watching it before he went to work.
I went back to what was happening on the screen, and looked on as dad and
uncle ed began to kiss a lover's kiss. I never saw dad so engrossed in
anything in my life. Their tongues were battling for dominance. Their
hands roamed and caressed the others body.

Dad groped Ed's jean covered crotch. Uncle ed stood and started to
undress, revealing a smooth body you'd see on a swimmer. Da took his cue
from ed and removed his clothes as well. Once naked they embraced again
kissing, dropping to the deck below. The contrast between dad's hair
covered frame and ed was striking. Uncle ed looked feminine next to the
masculine body dad had. It almost looked like he was laying with mom, ed
being her brother. They kissed each other's body until they were facing
each other's feet. Ed moaned as dad pushed his face in his crotch.
Dad's head began bobbing up and down on end's cock. Dad moaned as ed
did the same. The noises they made got louder as they fucked the mouth
surrounding them.

Dad took Ed's Dick from his mouth and moved to his balls. Swabbing them
with his tongue. Sucking them deep into his mouth, then dad let out a
grunt that should have come from an animal. I saw ed's cheeks sink in
and he was swallowing as fast as he could. Dad seemed tired and let ed's
balls pop out of his sucking gullet. The event progressed to dad taking
uncle ed's cock in his ass. He pumped dad's ass hard, all dad did was
moan and push back onto ed's tool. They fucked like a couple who have
been together for a while. Like they knew just what to do to get the
other off. `take my cock bitch!" uncle ed screamed as he tensed up.
Tremors shook his body, as I guessed he was Cumming in dad's ass. Dad
groaned as he shot another load on the wooden deck. The tape went on and
on I just sat there dumbstruck as I just found out my father was gay, and
didn't want to tell me . I wondered about his other trips business and
other wise. His poker night instantly became an orgy in my lusty teenaged
mind. I now knew my dad liked cock, and he didn't want me to know. If he
did he would have told me , we tell each other everything. Well, I do at
least. I don't know how I would confront him, I was hurt that he felt he
couldn't trust me enough to tell me.

I knew dad would be home in at least fifteen minutes. So I rewound the
tape and let it play. I took out a piece of paper and wrote I know in big
letters then taped it to the screen. And went to my room. When I heard
the door open I listened for his reaction. I heard nothing but silence.

More to cum. Look for part 2 : The Confrontation.