Date: Sun, 20 Jun 1999 00:17:50 -0500 From: Gus Busdriver Subject: The Good Son (incest) If your under 18 or stories of incest and boy man love are illegal where you are then don't read this. I will leave it as a mystery of words however the names have been changed. This is a tale however things like this do happen and there is nothing wrong with sharing love. Email me your comments to magicbus@stribmail.com if you like flames can be sent to your local trash can. The Good Son by Gus Busdriver Copyright 1999 Gus Bussine It was another lazy Friday night for my son and me with very little to do. Too cold to go out and have any fun and the aftermath of christmas holidays was painfully engrained in our minds for yet another year. We had our dinner and settled in for another night in front of the television, just the two of us under the thick soft blanket. I lost my wife, his mother, to birth complications and despite the loss Jared and I are very close. We did everything togother. Sleep, play, laugh and cry there was very little that we did not share togother. I worked as a school bus driver so I was with my son from wake to bedtime only seperated for a few short hours while he attended class at his private school. I stoked up the fire and we sat down to watch another movie when Jared decided to get a little more comfortable by taking off his underwear and sliding back under the blanket with me. Being as close as we were he was not bashful or afraid to have me see him nude and normally I returned the gesture by taking off my boxers. I studied Jareds body a little closer tonight. He stood a good five-foot six inches tall and had a very good firm build. His body was a nice shade of bronze from all the tanning booth visits we shared in my home fitness center. Round but well muscled his body was starting to show signs of his not too distant future. My body was still in fine shape from working out and living rather easy. His legs were nice and large for his build however not all muscle marred, a nice textbook figure for a thirteen year-old boy. His body was still as smooth as the days when I was changing his diapers, totally devoid of any hair -- a trait we shared. His high voice still unchanged but had a sparkle of the teenager that was yet to show itself and his nice soft blond hair so soft like that of a kitten. "Next on HBO, Real Sex, Sex in the city gay couples coming out into the real world." I wasn't sure if this show was really the right thing for Jared to see but being open minded and bisexual myself I thought there would be little harm after all I was sitting here under a large blanket nude with my son hugging me tightly. Being the only one he really trusted aside from his best friend we shared many nights like this however tonight was diffrent. Some strange feeling and emotion was starting to overcome my better judgement. I was no longer seeing my son as an innocent child. I inhaled deeply as to sigh and took in his pubescent odor. Something about the smell of a young boy who is starting on his journey through puberty into adolescense. I could almost smell the fresh new testostrone on his skin, the light wafety smell of a childs underarms. Not offensive smelling but it told the tale of an active boy. I looked down at Jared to see him staring with great intent at the special on the television. It spoke of gay and bisexual couples that had been togother for a long time and the happiness they shared. Was this what I was feeing towards my son? Was I looking at my boy as a sex object? This can't be right, is it? The greeks spoke of man and boy relationships but coming into the new century man and boy relationships were strictly taboo. Sure gays are getting the attention and respect they deserve but this wasnt right or was it? Jared shifted over to make a little distance for his expanding uncut penis. I remember my days at his age and how embarrassing an erection at the wrong moment felt. I knew what was going through his mind at the time seeing the nude male body on the screen. My own member was throbbing painfully and was well aware of the embarrasment myself if my son caught me with a boner of this magnatude. Jared shifted once again and brushed his arm across my almost six inch throbbing hardon sending a chill down my legs. I had a small dick but was proud of the fact I was one of the few uncut americans out there. Just the sheer act of movement across my sparsly haired crotch sent a wave of pleasure through my body almost making me spurt my load over both our bodies. "Hahaha Daddy has a chubbie! Its ok I got one too" I took his comment to heart and made a nice comment about his throbbing pole all the while thinking how nice it would be to pleasure him on this cold night. I started to recall what it was like to pleasure a boy using my own memories as a boy in school, the sleep overs, camping hikes to the river in my rural township with my best friends. My dream carried me off to when I was thirteen years old and the best blow-job I shared with my friend on a July fourth weekend campout. I saw myself leaning down and taking his beautiful four inch cut penis into my mouth and slowly sucking him deep into me. Up and down I teased his pink head and all the while I stroked his nuts down to his virgin hole, lightly poking my finger into him. All of a sudden I felt his hole spasm as he released his love juice deep into my waiting mouth, the warm rich milky teenboy spunk delivered with a loud moan. I savored his love squirts and kissed his boypucker during the after orgasm glow. I loved my friend deeply and with all my life. I still see him to this day but with him being married the acts we shared are for the most part over. "Dad whats it like for guys too ummm, you know ummm have sex?" My dreaming bubble burst over my head with this question but the vision was still clear in my mind, all the while clouding my better though processes. I wasnt offended by his question believing that frankness is better than avoiding the subject. "Well JD it can be alot of fun or it can be a nightmare, all depends on how you both feel about each other. Some guys really love there partners and some are in it only for the sex." I was feeing pretty good about my answer knowing I had raised him on openness and being non judgemental towards others. He took it pretty well. "Dad do you think I'm pretty like those guys?" "Huh what do you mean?" "Daddy, don't try to hide it I saw you lookin at those guys" giggles "Yeah, I think your going to be a very good looking man when you grow up, gay or not I will still love you no matter what." "No dad I mean do you think I'm pretty now?" Jared was starting to get frustrated at me for not being direct. "Jared, my boy you are very pretty and I love you." I hugged him close. "Umm, dad, did you do any of that stuff you know mess around?" "Yeah, I did when I was your age. Nothing wrong with it I mean everyone does it. Are you trying to tell me something about you and your friend?" "Umm, no, I mean we never did anything like that...I want to. How can I tell if he wants to?" "Don't know son you gotta just go with the flow. Its not right to force something like that if he doesnt want to. Just follow your heart really." I was starting to get a little nervous. I had raised my son to be rather direct however this may be leading us down the wrong path, or was it really the right one? "I know one thing thats flowin, hahahahahehehe!" "Yeah, I know it will happen to you someday." My penis was literally flowing with precum and it had made its way across my leg and spilled onto Jared and the blanket. "I'm already starting to make that stuff too, see?" Jared pulled the sheet off and revealed his perfect boy penis and its trail of precum leaving the closed sheath of his foreskin. It looked so natural to see my son's uncut hardon dripping with precum. I took my fingers and gently slid his foreskin back, not sure if it had totally released from his glans yet. He let out a deep sigh from the intense pleasure of having his foreskin moved. I stopped not knowing if this was a good or bad moan knowing the pain of pulling my own skin back at that age only to find it was still attached in a few places. Jareds penis was producing precum at an alarming rate almost as if he was urinating. It trailed from his head all the way down his cute boycrack and left a stain on the blanket we were sitting on. My mind was reeling from a thousand thoughts. Does he want to be left alone to masturbate? Does he want me to masturbate him? This feels so right but thirteen could get me twenty if anyone found out. I decided to err on the side of him wanting a few moments to release his teenage pressures and started to get up for a trip to the kitchen when he reached out to stop me. "Daddy that felt good please could you do it again? Please please?" "Are you sure you want this Jared? I mean are you sure you don't want a few minutes alone?" "No dad I want you to do it. It felt really good. Please touch my skin." I started to rub his foreskin up and down on his purple boyhead all the while he sighed and breathed deeply. I knew the feeling he was having and it wouldnt be long before I would see his sperm being forced from his body leaving intense pleasure in its wake. His legs started to tense up and his breath was getting heavier, I knew it wouldnt be long now. Jared reached between his legs and started to massage his low hanging nuts in their perfectly smooth, thin sack. "Ooohh, daddy, stop for a second." I stopped instantly. 'bet he's building it up' I thought "Dad, what's it like to have your dick sucked?" "It's really good I can't really put it into words but its great" "Would you ummm you know?" "Jared are you sure you want this I mean are you positive?" "Yes dad your the only one I trust please would you?" "Ok Jared but no one and I mean no one can know about this not even your best friend. Anyone finds out and they will take you away from me." "Dad I want this and I'm not gonna tell no-body nothin!" "Ok Jared just lay back and let me take care of the rest" My son did just that. He spread his legs out and revealed his perfect reproductive system to me. His testicles hung down in their perfect sack half covering his tight hairless pink pucker. His strong legs were totally relaxed and showed their boyish splender, smooth as glass with a light sheen of sweat. I inhailed his boyscent from between his legs and almost lost control of my own life giving fluids. The same fluids that made this perfect child, this perfect child with an extreme sexual hungar for his fathers blessing into adolescence. I licked up his perfect ass crack only stopping to dwell on his puckerhole and driving him into fits of giggles and pants as he started to loose control of his bodily functions. He cut a nice windy fart in my face as his hole relaxed and I slipped my tounge deep inside his love tunnel. Moving up his relaxed scrotum I tounged and lapped the peanut sized nuggets and felt his nuts draw closer to his body getting ready to squeeze their contents out. Moving up his sack to his shaft I licked up and down his pole and lapped at the smooth skin that would bear pubic hair in a few years sending him into powerful arches. I was teaching my boy the art of foreplay and he was loving it. Satisfied that his groin was clean I took his hard penis into my mouth gently pulling the foreskin back with my lips like I was eating a popsicle and jared went crazy. "OOOOhhhhh daddddyyy this feels ssoooo fuckkkin goooood please don't stop please please just go slow ooohhhh yyeaassssss!!!"" Here I was giving my one and only son the greatest pleasure god had intended for a boy to enjoy. It was very intense not only for my son but intense for me. A new feeling of love swept over me and I felt our hearts bond once again. Not only did we share a strong bond of father son love but now we forged a strong bond of sexual love between us. I was now giving my son a new feeling of sexuality, the act of sharing our bodies for pure unselfish sexual contact. Something that can not be put into words. I slowly sucked my son's penis in my mouth and played with his now tighten scrotum and prodded at his butthole. I had an idea how strong this feeling could be but he wanted it another step further now. "Daddy please put your finger in my but pleasseee?" How could I refuse this request? I took my right finger and wetted it with my abundant precum wiping some on his tight hole. I knew he was tight so I wanted to make sure I didn't hurt him as I entered his hot tunnel. I took all the precum I could find and slicked up my finger and slowly entered his chute slowing down to listen for any discomfort. When I was satisfied that he wasnt hurt I started to dodge his prostate gland lightly. His body arched up from the feeling and Jared lost all control of his reproductive system and pumped a large pile of sperm into my waiting mouth.. "AAAHHHHHHHH YYYYAAAAAAAA DDAAAAADDDDYYYYY Don't stop, don't stop" he chanted as his powerful muscles pumped his abundant sperm deep inside my waiting mouth up and down he humped on my face running his fingers through my thick hair and pulling at my earlobes. "Oh daddy oh daddy oh daddy that felt sooooo gooood how did you do that? Oh daddy that was soooo goood I love you so much stop please stop its sore now." My son's after orgasm tenderness had set in and I stopped only to hold his moist penis in my mouth taking in the last few drops that remained in his system. My heart had a new feeing of being filled with his love and the look in his eyes showed the same thing. Jareds heart had been filled with a new love that could not be spoken of outside of our home. A love that could never be broken or torn apart. We were now one having his new boy sperm driven deep into my soul, my life felt complete inside. After it was all over Jared fell asleep in my arms and I carried him up to his bed to lay him down for the night but I was reminded of my other reason in his life by a renagade lego that was at the foot of the steps. I placed him in his bed and sat on the bean bag chair and fell asleep watching my boy as he slept so peacefully.