Date: Wed, 20 Jun 2018 10:05:26 +0000 From: Jake Audio Subject: How I got my son. Jake Audio, or This is a short story for now. It's not real, but it can seem that way. Hope its up to par. No preaching no agenda, just a good story I hope. Like the old show Dragnet... "Just the fact". Never forget Fantasy is one thing reality is another! Now with that said. please enjoy the story by all means. That's why I write them for people to enjoy themselves.... LOL! This story took place 10 years ago. I had just moved back 3 months after moving away. My parents had been killed in a car accident. I had moved away to be on my own. Now I really was. The house was paid for. So I moved back into the house. It seems strange to be in the house after they died. Our parents had a lot of assets. So out of 5 kids, me being the youngest; I got their house. They had 4 others and everyone got one. There was a generous amount of assets and money too that we each got. So I decided to come home and regroup. I hadn't seen any of my siblings in years. They were all successful and living in other parts of the country. So it was nice to see them. There were a number of neighbors who knew the folks who came too to the funeral. I saw Tommy. He seemed different. I wasn't sure what it was. I was to find out three weeks after my parents funeral. No one protested my parent's will, so the assets were given out. It had been a real smooth process. I would get a second set of papers to sign by the lawyers for when it finally legally closed. So I was sitting in side just about to get up and go to bed. It was summer and hot so I was in shorts no shirt. I heard noise out front down the street. It was so loud. I'm sure if some of the neighbor hadn't gone on vacation the street would have been packed. A few neighbor had peeked Out. I looked out my window to see Tommy of all people standing out side and appeared he was sobbing like crazy talking to his parents. I didn't the what they said. His dad disappeared. I had the door and saw him walk away. The Mom said clear, "I warned you Tommy if your father found out....." She started to ball. Tommy was soon left standing there sobbing profusely. It was almost a wail. He started to quite down. I couldn't stand to let him stand there alone. I went outside to see what I could do. I knew Tommy well. He was 14 and I was just 20. We had grown up together. Well I was grown he was almost. "What's going on Tommy." "Do you see this suitcase and my back pack. That's all I could grab. They don't want me living with them any more." I picked up the suitcase and Tommy followed me wearing his backpack. "Come inside Tommy we can talk." What followed was three hours of crying and Tommy told me everything. I had no idea the whole of it. It broke down to the fact.... O let me let it play out. "Tommy come in and sit down. I sure this will blow over in the morning or a few days." "You don't understand. My Dad thinks I'm a fag." "And...." "I might be bisexual but I'm not gay," he told me. He went on to tell me how it had been OK a few months ago to have sex with his 15 year old girlfriend. But when his dad caught him and his best friend Harold having sex. That was different. "I think my dad thought it was my girlfriend. Then he heard Harold's voice and bashed in the door to my room. He started to hit me. Not in the face mind you. I didn't even care about that. What was so bad is he told me to leave. I wasn't his son no more. He wasn't gonna have a faggot or queer for a son. I was the son who was dead. Harold ran out. I was standing there naked. I got dressed and grabbed what I could. I knew he would follow thru on what he said. He yelled at me at the end. You have 10 minutes to grab your faggot stuff and get out of my house or I'm calling to cops and I'll make up some story." Tommy had been crying as he had talked. Now he was sobbing again. Without thinking I got up from where I was and sat on the couch next to him and grabbed him and held him. It had been 9 pm when I took him in. It was now just past midnight. He finally fell asleep crying. I laid him out on the couch. I found a blanket and covered him. He was actually almost cold. He slept for 10 hours. He looked started when he woke. I had gone to bed and slept lightly checking on him every few hours. He didn't stir. I was now sitting an my easy chair drinking a cup of green tea. I was still in my underwear and wasn't sure that was a good idea. I started to get up as Tommy sat up. "Where are you going," Tommy asked me. "I was going to put on some clothes. I don't think my underwear is appropriate." "I don't care. We're both guys." "I don't want you to feel uncomfortable." "I might like it, my father would think I would. He thinks I'm a faggot." He started to cry again. I grabbed him and held him. He got better by the third day. I had given him one of the other bedrooms and he had settled in. I didn't enter the room until he told me. On the third day there was a knock and the bell at the front door went off. We were both dressed as it was now 1pm. I opened the door it was Tommy's Mom. Tommy started to lunge for her. She put up her hand like a police to stop cars. "Look Tommy this is the best I can do. If Timmy or someone else want to take you in. These papers will let them adopt you and be your family. Your Dad let me do this for you. He plan was to have you arrested. I stopped that. He was going to put you in a boys home or send you off to some school in some remote part of the world. Then he changed his mind. I was able to talk him into this. Your life if yours son. I'm giving you that. That's all I can do. Good-bye." She handed me a sealed envelope and left. Tommy ran to his room and cried. I locked the door and put the papers down. I ran to Tommy and held him. At this time he could have passed for 11 or 12. That would changed in about two months. But right now he didn't seem 14. I found him on his bed and he sat up and I sat down and hugged as he cried some more. It didn't last long. He had cried so much the last few days. I think he was cried out. "Tommy this is good news. You're not going to jail and you're not going to be somewhere that people will treat you badly. I';l take you in as my own son. I know we're only 6 years apart but I will declare you as my own from now on. I'll even give you my last name if you want." He started to cry again. But it was a different kind of crying I could tell. "Do I have to call you Dad?" "Tommy call me Dad, or Timmy which is my name. Whatever your want. Life seemed far better after that. 1 month after that happened his parents were dead. Killed in a car accident. There was a bad street people speed on all the time. Accidents happened on the road all the time. It was posted speed of 65 and it two lanes. Eventuality the road got widened. But not before I lost my parents and Tommy lost his; along with a lot of others. When the will was read for Tommy's parents; he got nothing and all the asset went to some charity. There wasn't that much. Their house was still owned by the bank. Two months later I notice some else about Tommy. We were eating breakfast at the kitchen table. "Tommy you've grown. You're taller. I bet your going into growth spurt. I bet when you go back to school in a month you be a lot bigger. I'm scheduling a doctors check up." He smiled and two days later we were at the doctor. I never told anyone about Tommy's real linage. I had adopted him and changed his name. He was my son. He also took pleasure in calling me dad. I like it that. "Tommy do you want your dad to step out while I talk to you about man stuff." "No Doctor. I don't keep anything from my Dad." "Ok then let's begin. Tommy you're growing quickly. You should be almost 6 feet talk like your Dad within the month. Dad, you may need to rubbed out his legs or such if he gets growing pains. Sometimes the body get accelerated growth. It can be painful. But it comes and goes. Then you reach your adult size and it all settles down. Do you understand Tommy?" "I think so Doctor. Thank you sir. That would explain why my penis was now 5 and half inches hard." The Doctor wasn't phased by the comment. "That's great Tommy. I'm sure all of you will be bigger soon. "That's all Doctor?" I asked. "That's all! You're a healthy boy Tommy. As you go into High-school stay active. That will also help with the pains." "We have a pool would that be good." "O yes, swim once a day till that will help you thru it Tommy. Masturbation can help too." We further thanked the Doctor and went home. When we got home Tommy started to laugh. "What so funny buddy." "He thought your were my biological dad." "And that is why I have the beard. I have a baby face and no one would believe I was your father with out the beard." "I would agree. But I think it makes your look more like a dad. My Dad now. Not like my biological dad. He proved he wasn't a father. You are Timmy. You're my father, my real DAD. I love, Dad." He held out his arms and I hugged him. Then we had lunch and planned out how to deal with clothes buying for school. Not money wise I had the money. But trying to figure out what size he would wear. The doctor had given me some booklets with info and I got on the internet and looked up more stuff. As the day wore on Tommy went to his room So there I was sitting in room reading stuff on the internet. I got lost in thoughts and reading when I realized it was time for dinner. I went to Tommy's room. The door was open so I went in. Tommy had a desk in his room where his computers on them. He was in the desk chair naked jerking his meat. I stood there stunned. He was a boy. yet I had never seen him naked more than passing. I said excuse me and started to leave the room. "Stop Dad, Timmy stay right there." "Tommy this is private stuff." "I will never hide anything from you. You've been honest and open with me in all we talked about including sex." "But this is different Son. I'm you're father." "And I should be able to talk with him about anything. I know it might be more direct. But you know everything. I want that. You're not just my Dad. You're my best friend. I want you see that I OK on every level." "Are you sure Tommy. Not everyone would be OK with this." "Come here please." He still had his hand on his hard meat. I walked over to him. He had both laptops on. I had gotten him a gaming one. Both computers were displaying a sex site. One was gay and was straight. "I get off on sex. I like it all both men and women. Sex as just sex to me. I may be a boy who's almost a man. But I like all kinds of sex. Please stand there while I finish DAD. Please." Wow talk about awkward. But I stood there and watched my son jerk off. It was quite a site. As he shot 10 spurts he almost hyperventilated to his orgasm. I wasn't sure, but I might have gotten a bit hard myself. even thought I wasn't into male sex really. It was a turn on I realized seeing him going at it. He had almost 5 and half inches. He had boasted about it to the doctor. I just stood there. I didn't say a word. I stood my ground for 5 minutes. Tommy came back to the land of the living so to speak. He slurped down a good portion of his load from his hand and body. Then grabbed a tissue and cleaned up himself. I still stood there. I didn't know what to do. He got up put on some underwear and came over to hug me. He just held me and I leaned into my boy and loved him back. Then he looked up at my face with his sweet trusting look and asked what was for dinner. I asked him did he want to go out. He mentioned his favorite place and we went out to that. I didn't say a word about what I had witness my son do. I would leave it up to him to broach the subject. I knew he would. Sorry to leave you there. I know there's so much more to tell. Write if you want. Check out my other stories too in the Author section. Jake Audio or