Date: Thu, 8 May 2003 21:57:20 EDT
From: GrmnShprd1@aol.com
Subject: Steve and Adam 1

    Steve was sixteen when he got his high school girlfriend pregnant.  His
parents, being strict, forced him to take responsibility for his child.  When
his high school sweet heart decided she didn't want their son anymore she
signed him over to Steve.  He was only seventeen when that happened.
    Steve dropped out of school and took any job he could to support little
Adam.  Most of the work he did was odd jobs for construction companies.  The
hard work had begun to shape his skinny high school body into that of a fine
young man.  His only break from being a father was his time spent at
construction sites and his new found past time, working out.
    When he turned eighteen he moved out on his own and raised Adam without
any help from his parents.  He moved to the Mid-West, bought a small ranch
home in the middle of nowhere and started a life for himself and his son.  He
thought that eventually he would find time to meet a nice girl and settle
down but his work didn't allow for that especially since he would not give up
his workouts.
    Steve had just turned thirty-four, his son Adam had just graduated from
high school and started college at a local university.  Adam commuted and
took a job in a town near to where he and his dad lived.  Adam, much like his
father, wanted to pull his own weight and make it on his own by working hard.
 Adam was more like his dad in that he also worked out, something that he got
into when his dad would take him to the gym while he worked out.  Adam looked
like and acted like his father.  Quiet, well mannered, and ambitious, their
only similarity that neither liked was that they were both alone except for
each other.
    Steve was spotting Adam while they lifted weights at the gym.  "Come on,
you can do it."
    Adam grunted as he strained to push the bar up.  He shook his head and
squeaked out, "I can't."
    Steve took hold of the bar and lifted it up and put it in its bench
rests.
    Adam sat up, "Still can't get two fifty."
    Steve smiled, "You will."  He watched Adam stand up and stretch.
    Adam bent over and touched his toes.  "I'm beat."
    Steve stared at his sons muscular legs, "You're getting big kiddo."
    Adam stood upright and walked past his dad, "Don't call me kiddo, I'm
eighteen."
    With a laugh and a shake of his head, Steve followed Adam out of the gym
and to the car.  "Doing anything tonight?"
    "Nope, don't have to go to work and don't have any homework."  Adam
opened the passenger door and slid in, "You doing anything?"
    "Just sitting home with you."
    "Cool, it's been a while since we've hung out together for a whole
night."

***

    When they arrived at home, Adam got out of the car and immediately took
his shirt off.  Steve knew this meant that before they got in the house Adam
was going to wrestle him to the ground and try to pin him.  Adam had been
doing the same thing for years.  Steve pulled his shirt off and followed his
son closely, watching his every move.
    Suddenly Adam spun around and dove for his dad.  He laughed as they
grappled each other into the grass.  As they wrestled Adam forced his dad on
his back, "I got you now," he said and laughed.  He wrapped his legs around
his dad's waist and began to twist.  For the first time he noticed something
different, not only from his dad but from himself.  He tried to ignore it and
continued to push his dad's shoulders to the grass.  He sat on his father's
waist, breathing heavy.
    Steve was also aware that something was different as he looked at his
little boy and noticed that his shorts were tented.  The odd thing was, was
that Steve's own stiff cock was nestled between his eighteen year old son's
ass crack.
    Adam looked down at his crotch and realized that his dad had noticed his
erection; he knew he could feel that his dad had one but he didn't know how
to react, he didn't understand why it had happened.  "I win," he said and
rolled off his dad's waist.
    "Yeah, you beat your old man," Steve laughed as he stood and tried to
conceal his boner.
    "I get to shower first," Adam rushed past his dad and hurried to the
bathroom.  He undressed and started the water and stepped in.  He couldn't
help but think about he and his dad popping hard ons at the same time.
    Steve stood outside the bathroom.  He too couldn't understand why he had
gotten an erection while wrestling with his son.  He had done it a thousand
times before but never got a hard on.  He wanted to test himself to see if he
was feeling something more for his son than just a fatherly love.  He quietly
pushed the bathroom door open and looked in.  He saw Adam washing himself; he
looked at him from head to toe.  He was amazed at how good his little boy
looked.  He shut the door and turned to walk away when he realized that he
had another raging hard on.  He decided now to test Adam for his reaction.
    When Steve heard the water shut off he quickly stripped down and waited
outside the bathroom.
    Adam opened the door and saw his father standing there.  It wasn't
unusual for him to see his dad naked but the reaction from his cock was
unusual.  It sprang up almost immediately and he rushed past his dad and into
his room.
    Steve had seen his son's cock jump up.  'Maybe there's more to this than
I realize,' Steve thought.

***

    Adam sat on the couch in a pair of sweat pants.  He looked at his dad
when he walked into the room with a towel wrapped around his waist.  His dad
flopped into his chair and stared at the TV.
    "I'm wiped out tonight," Steve said.
    "That means that you're going to fall asleep in five minutes in that
chair," Adam laughed.
    Steve nodded, "Don't let me sleep here all night."
    "I won't," Adam turned back to the TV.  His mind reeling about the hard
ons that he had gotten earlier when close to his dad.  He kept watching his
dad to see if had fallen asleep.  The sight of his dad naked earlier had made
him want to see his cock again.  His own rod was hard as a rock.  He looked
at his dad, he had fallen asleep.
    Adam stood up and quietly walked over in front of his dad.  He looked at
him lying in the chair in just a towel.  His dark hair, combed back, his
hairy muscled chest, the thick hair on his arms and legs, he liked the sight
of his dad.  He slowly moved closer and knelt down, he peered under the towel
and saw his dad's heavy, low hanging nut sack and the perfect soft mushroom
head of his cock.  He reached down and rubbed his own boner and then decided
to get a better look.
    He lifted the one side of the towel and the knot let loose that held the
towel in place.  Adam glanced at his dad's face, afraid that he might wake
him up.  When his dad didn't open his eyes he lifted the towel open and
exposed his father's man meat.  It was thick and veiny.  Adam thought about
his own cock and thought how similar they looked.  He rubbed himself again,
his rod straining to get out of his shorts.
    Adam wanted to stop, he knew that doing this to his dad was wrong but his
cock told him otherwise.  He gently reached out and touched his dad's cock
shaft, then slid his hand over the mushroom head and then to his dad's low
hanging balls.  His dad's balls were so soft that he couldn't stop playing
with them.  His constant fingering of his dad's meat caused it to swell, this
excited Adam even more.  He slid out of his own shorts and stroked his six
incher while he fondled his dad.
    His heart pounded as he played with his dad, he kept looking up to make
sure he wasn't waking up.  Adam felt a pull to get even closer, he wanted to
taste his dad's semi-erect cock.  He leaned in and lifted his dad's tool and
took it inside his mouth.  He quickly let it slide out and nervously eyed his
dad.  He was still asleep, he didn't know.  Adam picked his dad's cock again
and sucked it into his mouth and slowly slid down the length of it and back.
His dad's cock was the best thing he had ever tasted. He continued to slowly
work the shaft, he was confident that his dad wouldn't wake up.
    Steve slowly opened his eyes and immediately saw his eighteen-year-old
son sucking his cock.  It felt so good that he decided to keep his eyes
closed and let his boy have at his meat.  Steve could feel himself getting
ready to explode; he wondered how long Adam had been on his cock before he
woke up.  He didn't want to shoot his load in his son's mouth but knew if he
did anything he might embarrass him.  He felt himself begin to tingle and
when the first wad shot from his cock into his little boys mouth he moaned
and sat up.
    Adam jumped back, his own cock still in his grasp.
    "Don't stop," Steve said to his boy.
    Adam stared at him skeptically.
    "It's all right, I don't mind you doing it."
    Adam moved forward and swallowed his dad's rigid cock and drained it of
all its seed. He slowly backed away from his dad when he was done, "I'm sorry
dad, I don't know what made me do that to you."
    "Don't worry about it."  Steve stared at his son as he stood before him
half naked.  "Why don't you let me help you with that."
    Adam looked down at his hard on and then back to his father.
    "Bring it here.  I'll take care of it for you."
    "You don't have to dad."
    "I want to, you're my son, I want to help you however I can.  Now let me
take care of that for you."
    Adam sheepishly approached.
    Steve leaned forward and took his son's cock into his mouth and started
to suck it with great speed.  In no time he heard his little boy groan.  He
felt his hot eighteen year old spunk hit the back of his throat four or five
times.  He let his boy's cock fall from his mouth and he smiled, "You feel
better?"
    Adam nodded.  "You?"
    "I feel really good."  Steve leaned back in the chair, "You going to bed
now?"
    "I think I should," Adam turned and started toward his bedroom.
    Steve watched his little boy's ass as he walked away, his cock sprang up.
 He needed to know more about his son.