Date: Wed, 8 Jul 2009 12:17:10 +0000
From: Jake Audio <jakeaudio@hotmail.com>
Subject: Jason Jr. (gay/incest)

	 I had received a letter about my son, Jason Jr. I didn't know what
to think. He was to live with me or be put in a foster home. I couldn't do
that to him even thought he was 15.  Let me explain. I was always a selfish
man. Don't get me know I never knew who my family was. I grew up in foster
homes as my parents had left me with the state when I was 3.  They had made
it clear that I wasn't anything to them. I was never adopted as I was so
shy. It wasn't till I was 13; I started high school and a girl looked at me
and told me I was cute. She grabbed my face and kissed me. I was like a bee
that had just tasted honey. I gain a new boldness to be near her. I told
her my name when she asked.

	"Jason Joseph Janus."
	"I love you. My name is Sharon Mills. You want to have sex with
me?."
	"Yes!"
	"Good I'll make you a man and you'll make me a woman."

She did too. Then she got pregnant after about a month of having sex with
me. She was a year older and by the time she was 15 almost 16 and I was 14
almost 15 I was a father. I hadn't reached my growth spurt. Neither my dick
or my body. I was 5 feet 5 inches.

Within a few months of my first child was born she got pregnant again, with
my second son. Her parents had her shipped with the the baby and with one
on the way, to a relatives. "How could two kids be in love" her father had
said. I wasn't sure I was. I got one phone call; her telling me the one on
the way was a boy also. I never heard from her or the kids after that. I
was moved to another family within the system again. Two months after being
moved again I got real tall. I was now 6 foot 3 inches. My dick went from 5
inches to 7 and a half inches and larger around. My room mate Kenny was a
bit older, but he did whatever I wanted. He started out by offering to suck
my dick if I would protect him at school. It was a great two years. He
never got any taller than his 5 feet 7 inches; since when we first met. He
got real fat but his dick worked up to almost 7 inches. He was around 250
pounds, but something about him made me like him. It was not that we were
having sex, I like him the minute that I met him. He was the first male
butt I pounded. With in a week I reluctantly let him pound my ass, I like
it eventually. We did it all the time. The foster parents didn't bother
us. We got along and they let us stay together. After two years we got
separated, but we remained friends. We still saw each other at school. When
he went to college, I managed to go to the same college and room together.

When I saw him it was so great. It had been 6 months since we had been
together. As soon as we got settled he locked the door to our new college
dorm room and grabbed me."Jason, I've missed you. I don't mean just the
sex. You're the only person who's part of my family. We are brothers in
everything but blood.""I agree, so are you going to kiss me or not."He
didn't need to be told twice. We had quite the night and managed both to
gradute with 3.0 grades, we got good jobs and shared a with a guy named
Ted. He had a house from his parents then they had died. He joined us after
one night he heard us messing around. We were like the three musketeers. We
all even vertured into sex with woman all the time. I was less careful.
Kenny married the first girl he had sex with at age 22. She gave him 5
kids. But we still have a lot of fun sexually. He wife didn't care or never
knew.

Well over the years I screwed so many people I lost count. I got several
girls pregnant to the tune of 20 or so kids. I screwed even more guys,
cause guy dropped their pants easier. I didn't care; boy or girl I had
become like a dog and a pig.  I had been called a sexual dynamo from my
friends Ted and Kenny. I could cum more times and have more sex. My stamina
was three times what theirs was. We remained friends true friends.  But I
only heard from Ted a couple times a year. He had gotten a job far from
where I lived. Kenny managed to stay near by.

By the rip old age of 51 I was still alone. I wasn't unhappy. I was worth
millions and had a steady income a month of about $200,000 cash after
taxes. I sent about 22 thousands a month to all the kids I had. That means
I had 22 kids. A few years ago, I started being careful not to get any
more.

Well my source of my income was now books I write. I had started out
working at a newspaper reporter. Then found out there was real money
writing books. I write all kinds of books under a pen Name. I didn't want
the fame, just loved to write. I write mystery, science-fiction, and
fantasy, each under my pen name. Plus I had taken much of the money and
invested it. So that's why my income was huge.

Well back to my son's arrival. I was so selfish but I couldn't let him be
raised in foster homes. My personal assistant Mike came over just before
the boy arrived. Mike was a fat man who had his own family and didn't
express what he thought of how I lived. He was married with 3 kids. He
brought the papers form the lawyers and all. Every one of my kids I had
required a paternity test be done, so I knew about them all. Yet I never
knew them. They grew up away from me. I was able to brush it off as I was
very shallow. I was lost in thought about my life when Mike spoke.

	"JJ, Jason Jr. should be here in a hour." I had wondered why his
mother had named him Jr. None of the other kids were named after me. They
didn't have my last name either. The paper work included a last name change
for Jason Jr. JJ was the name I had gone by for 25 years. About an hour
after Mike arrived Jason was dropped off with a nice goodbye by some social
worker. He had three things with him. A suitcase of clothes, a portable
computer, and some other bag of odds and ends.

	"Jason, you may call me JJ if you want; if you don't feel
comfortable calling me dad. I know you've never met me. I don't know what
your mother told you about me. It doesn't matter, you live here now."

	"She never let me contact you....JJ." He said. He looked just like
I did at that age. I had kept school pictures of myself since about the
same age. I showed them to Jason he took it and was stunned how I looked
the same as him at the same age. I showed him his room. He took his stuff
to his room and Mike left to take care of a number of things for my
business. We had talked about everything that needed to be done before he
did. I had told Jason that we would eat what he wanted for dinner at any
restaurant he wanted. He said OK and had left to his room.

About an hour after that I heard noise from his room talking to a friend.
Just about 5pm I knocked on the door and told him to get ready for dinner.
Shower and such was expected. I had bought a medium house that wasn't over
large. I could afford a home many times over of what I had bought. This
house had 4 bedrooms and a den, which I used as office. The room I gave
Jason had it's own bathroom.

About 20 minutes after I had mention to get ready, he showed up ready to
go. He hair was still damp, but he looked ready. I asked where he wanted to
go. He didn't' know as he had lived in a different town a couple of hours
away. I told him we would go to one of my favorite places very nice.

It was a special place, it cost $70 a person just to eat without trying. He
was impressed he mutter to me.  But then asked if it was to expensive. I
told him we wouldn't be eating like this every day, but I could certainly
afford to do so. It was wonderful and within a month before school started
up again he spent a week or so in his room except for meals that we shared.

I tried all kinds of stuff to get closer to him, I had read all kinds of
books and talk to all kinds of experts on kids. They said just give it
time. I wondered if we would ever be a real family; father and son...

One night during a storm he came into my room very scared wearing a robe I
had bought for him.

	"I know I'm 15, but storms have always scared me. Can I sleep in
with you?"

	"Sure you can. If you sure it won't bother you that I sleep naked?"

	"I sleep the same way, JJ."

He took the robe off and placed it on a dressing chair I had on both side
of the bed. I could see his dick and balls were just like mine, including
the fore skin cut off.

It rained for two days and each night he came into my room and slept naked
as did I. Whenever either of us had an erection. I just told him it happens
to guys don't you worry about it; perfectly normal.

He was so quite most days. The weather changed back to sunny. I was sorry
as he was a perfect match of me.  In every way. When he moved in I never
had sex at home with friends; I didn't know what he thought of male to male
sex. I was still very active with the 10 friends I had. A few females and
several males.  Men were still more willing to drop their pants and
something about a dick has always been so fascinating.

I had woken a couple of times during the two day of the storm; almost
wondering what I was feeling. His dick had rubbed into me and my butt
crack. But nothing more.

Everything changed one day when I had knock on his door to talk to him
about his schooling coming up in a few weeks. I had thought he said come
in. I opened the door and there he was jerk fiercely on his dick. What
surprised me was what I saw on his computer. Images of naked men having
sex.

I shut the door and started to walk away. Jason rushed out the door and
started to explain.

	"JJ, I can explain, I was just curious...."  He started to cry and
claim that now I would send him away and didn't want him. I stopped that
talk at once.

	"I not one to judge son. I am a pig and dog when it comes to sex. I
have sex with men and woman all the time. I am so sexually anything goes
with me. You are old enough to make your own choices."

He stopped crying and just looked at me. I looked at him and asked him a
serious question.

	"Why do you think I had you come to live with me?"
	"I don't know." He muttered.
	"You're my son and I couldn't have you live a life with people who
didn't want you. That's how I grew up. Granted I don't know how to tell you
how I love you, but I wanted to try."
	"Just say it Dad." He said. That was the first time he had called
me dad.
	"I love, Jason."  He started to cry and I pulled him into a hug.

	"I've wanted to know you all my life. I waiting forever to hear you
say that, Dad."
	"Your are my son, nothing and I mean nothing will change that or
that I love you."
	"Really?"
	"Really. Even if you want to have sex with boys or men."
	"You mean it don't you."
	"I sure do. You just try me."

He took that literally and grabbed my face and kissed me on the lips. I was
shocked and then grabbed him and kissed him back. He grabbed me and we went
into a lip lock. It lasted for a while.

	"Now what do we do, Dad?"
	"You tell me. I have no morals when it comes to sex."
	"Can we have sex?"
	"You have to be sure, Jason."
	"I am dad, I've wanted to know what you're like and touch you all
my life. Do you remember the night of the storm about a month ago?"
	"Yes."
	"I wasn't that afraid. I just wanted to see you naked and be near
you with me naked. I was to afraid to touch you, cause you might think of
me as a pervert or some sort of fag."
	"To most men sex is just sex.  They're more dogs than they may want
to admit."

Jason grabbed me again and kissed me for a while again. Then he grabbed at
my clothes and had me naked and he took off the rest of his. I let him take
control. I was good at dominating in sex, or letting someone dominate
me. Both were exciting.

He had me lie down on his big bed. As he stood looking at me I was
amazed. Even his dick looked just like mine. It had the same way it stood
up erect, even the head flared the same way. It even looked to be about the
same size; 7 inches and reasonable thick.

My dick had come to life the minute I saw him jerking away on his meat. It
was now pulsing hard and leaking and he went straight to it. He licked the
tip and then got on the bed on top of me. He started to grind our dicks
together while he kissed me. He worked his way to my neck and then got to
my arm pits.  He was certainly driven to get what he wanted. He was licking
every part of body finally he got to my dick and licked thoroughly as it
lay on my belly. He then found my balls and instructed me to lift my
leg. He went to work on my ass hole and I was lost in pleasure for the 5
time. First my lips, then my pits, then my nipples, then my dick, and my
balls. Now he was making short work of my ass. He grabbed a tube of lube he
had and worked a good amount into my ass.  Then he coated his dick. He then
took his dick and placed it at my hole and pushed slowly.

	"I can take it Jason. Do it how you want. You're in charge right
now."  That seemed to spurn him on he pushing into me. I loved the look of
pure pleasure on his face. He words said all the rest.
	"O DAD! It's better than I imagined.  I love Dad."  He didn't say
much else. He was soon banging away at my hole with his pole. He leaned
down and kissed me as he did. All the words were true love.
	"Dad, I love you so much. It feels so good having my dick in
you. O, O, here come my seed Dad."

He shot like 10 shots, and so did I. I was lost in the feelings of the
whole situation. He laid down on me with his head on my hairy chest and
started to cry.

	"O Dad this is everything I hoped for and wanted all my life."
	"What do you mean?"
	"Mom hardly said anything to me about love, and always told me not
to ask about you. I was just something to take care of; some one to do
things for her."

That was just our first night of sex. I told him that night that he would
no doubt get as tall and as big as me in every way. He already had my
sexual appetite.

Next time his sixteenth birthday!!!!


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