Date: Tue, 24 Apr 2012 00:34:41 -0400
From: drekguy08grad@gmail.com
Subject: When Everything Started to Change 4

I had just come out from a shower and found a note that Buddy left, saying
he had gone to a movie and would be back in a couple hours. I instantly
started to bone up. My daughter was at my sisters for a couple days so that
I could get some extra work down by deadline, and now Buddy was out with
friends. No need to get dressed. I called out for my son just to be sure
that he was already gone; no response. I ripped my towel off and went to
the front door to lock it. First things first, Buddys computer. I had
recently started searching my sons laptop for any clues for ways to connect
with him. I had managed to get his skype username and found some searches
for tits and other random things in his recent history, but nothing too
alarming.
I made my way to his room, gently squeezing my package along the way. As I
took a seat in front of his computer and put my fingers to the touchpad I
felt a familiar sticky feeling on the tips of my fingers. My heart started
pounding. I looked down and saw a small glob of unmistakable man juice.
Luckily I was sitting down because I instantly felt as though I would
faint. I didn't even have a moment to think before I realized my fingers
were in my mouth. I was tasting my sons spunk! I felt so perverted but I
couldn't stop. The screen lit up and I saw a few recent tabs in the task
bar. I clicked the first: Dad finds son stroking cock. Why was my boy
reading this shit? My fatherly instincts almost took over before I realized
that this is what I had wanted and by some miracle, it would seem that my
boy wanted the same thing.
My cock was throbbing, almost to the point of becoming painful. I clicked
the next tab and a video instantly started playing. It was my sons room,
time stamped from less than a half and hour ago. At first I saw my sons
face, he seemed focused on something, then he reached up and moved the
cameras angle, right-to-his-dick! I beat my cock so fast and came all over
myself and my sons keyboard. I couldn't believe what I was seeing, but as I
went to close the video I heard my son moaning, "...Daddy...". He was
calling out for me while he rubbed his dick and balls. This just happened,
while I was in the shower, complaining to myself that he had barely saved
me any hot water. Hearing my son speak this way made my dick throb at
attention again. Could I go two for two, like in my younger days? I started
stroking myself again when the reality of the situation sunk into my head.
My son wants my cock. He wants his daddy, and why should I deny my son what
he wants?
I paused the video and clicked on (record new video). I angled the camera
at my cock and started pumping away. "Is this what you wanted Buddy? Have
you been craving your daddys cock?" I couldn't believe what I was saying,
but it felt good to speak it out loud. "Come on Buddy, don't be scared.
You're a man now, come get what you want. If you see this video tonight, I
will be in my room waiting for you." I could feel my balls tightening
again. "I love you son, now come show me how much you love me." And with
that I unleashed my second load of the day, right on camera for my boys
eyes to see. There was no going back now. I couldn't wait for him to get
home...