Date: Sat, 28 Nov 2009 22:49:57 +0000
From: th_isisme@hotmail.co.uk
Subject: With My Son - Chapter 1

I woke with a jolt. I quickly sat up and glanced around. "Must have had a
nightmare," I said aloud to myself.

I was lying in my double bed, next to my wife Jennifer. She was still
asleep. I climbed out of the bed and looked at my watch. 6:35am. My alarm
wouldn't go off for another half an hour, but I decided to switch it off. I
wasn't tired enough to go back to sleep.

I turned to face the wall-length mirror that stood on the opposite wall. I
looked good, especially considering that I was thirty-nine. I have dark
brown hair, which is somewhere in between short and long. I stand tall at
6'2" and am very hairy all over; my chest in particular is covered with
thick, dark brown fur. My legs are also pretty hairy and so is my arse. All
I was wearing was a pair of white briefs, which showed off my bulge pretty
well.

I walked out of my bedroom and headed along the hallway to the bathroom. On
the way, I passed my two sons' bedroom. The elder of the two was called
Leon. He was thirteen and has his mother's blonde hair, which he has grown
quite long. He's slim, too, like me. Although he's average height and has
no body hair. His younger brother is called Max. He was nine and has my
dark hair. He's quite small for his age.

As I passed the bedroom, I looked inside. I immediately regretted doing so
as I saw my son masturbating over his laptop. As my eyes focused I managed
to see what was on the screen that he was doing it to. My heart began
beating unusually fast as I realised that my son was masturbating to gay
porn.

I was caught off guard as he started moaning. His cum poured out of his
cock and all over him. He lay down with cum all over him and just took deep
breaths in an attempt to slow down his heavy breathing.

It was then that I noticed that my own cock was now erect in my briefs. I
was horrified. But before I could do anything, Leon looked up and saw me
staring at him.

"Dad?" he asked, gasping nervously. I quickly hurried off towards the
bathroom. I heard him sob as I locked myself in the bathroom.

The shock had got to me and my penis had now deflated. But I started
thinking about what I had saw and it slowly began to rise again.

I felt sick. I was getting turned on thinking about my son masturbating
over porn. Gay porn. I had mixed feelings. I wanted to go and speak to him;
he was obviously worried about being gay and about me seeing him in that
state. But I had just got an erection over seeing him and was coming to
terms with my own feelings.

I decided to stop being selfish and go and see how he was doing, so I took
a piss and unlocked the bathroom door. I headed along to the hallway and
walked into his bedroom.  "Dad," he began, hurriedly. "I can explain." But
before he said anything else he burst into tears. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry,
Dad."

"Leon," I said slowly. "What have you got to be sorry about?" I walked
towards him and sat beside him on his bed. I put my arms around him,
hugging him. "Don't worry. Everything's going to be okay." After a long
pause he started crying again, so I said, "Start from the beginning. Tell
me everything." What I said wasn't clear, but he knew what I meant.

"I've known for just over a year now," he admitted. "I wanted to tell you,
but... Oh, don't tell Mum!" As it looked like he was going to cry again, I
pulled him close and comforted him.  "It's okay, son. You don't have to
tell her." As I said this, I looked him in the eye. We both have green
eyes. Although right now his eyes were moist and quite red, so looked
different to mine.

Suddenly, I felt my cock begin to rise in my briefs again. I stared him in
the eye and then leaned in close and kissed him on the lips. I quickly
pulled away and stood up.

"Sorry," I stuttered, shocked at what I had just done.

"Don't be sorry," he said in a husky voice. It made my cock even harder,
which he noticed. He was looking straight at it.

I quickly changed the subject. "Get changed for school, quickly. You don't
want to be late. And wake your brother, too."

I hurried out of their bedroom and closed the door of my own. I looked down
at my wife, lying peacefully asleep. I climbed back into bed and looked at
her. I just lay and watched her for at least five minutes, but my thoughts
kept going back to Leon and remembering him lying sprawled out on his bed,
his own sperm all over him and with a gay porn video running on the laptop
beside him.

It was then that I realised that I was infatuated with my own son.

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