Date: Tue, 12 Apr 2005 15:43:36 -0500
From: Mitchel Mulder <mitchmulder@lycos.com>
Subject: Alone with My Son

I heard the front door, I looked at the alarm clock, 1 am. My 18 year old
son came home. He was old enough and a sensible guy, but still I
could never really sleep when he was out at night. My wife turned
in her sleep and put her hand across my chest. I closed my eyes,
now I could sleep. After a few minutes I realised that first I had
to empty my bladder, before I could go to sleep. I cursed myself
for drinking too much beer that night. I quietly got out of bed and
walked to the bathroom, I pulled my cock out of my briefs and let
it go. Afraid to waken the others I did not flush and walked back
to the bedroom, I passed my son's bedroom, the door was ajar, I
heard him softly moaning. I stopped and peeked in. There I saw
Kevin on top of his bed, completely naked beating his dick. It was
years since I had seen naked, he was only a child then, look at him
now, a fully grown guy with a perfect muscular body, jacking his
hard dick. His dick was about 7 inch or so, and quit thick, his
balls were moving up and down between his heavy thighs. I felt my
cock coming alive. Without knowing it I took my cock out and
started jacking too. His breathing got heavier, his body was
squirming and then he shot his cum, load after load, hitting him on
the chest. I quickly took a step back into the darkness of the
hall. All of a sudden I felt shame, what the hell was this. Here I
was, spying on my own son, with my hard cock in my hand in the
middle of the night. I quickly put my cock back in my jockeys and
walked back to my bed, covered my self under the sheets. What was I
thinking!

The whole next day I felt miserable and guilty that I was turned on
by seeing my son jack off.
That evening as we all sat watching television I could not help myself but
every time my eyes wandered over his body. My eyes went from his
well formed pecs, over his flat stomach to his bulge in his jeans.
He looked just perfect. Was I really turned on by him or was I just
proud of my son, and looking as he did, who could blame me. Yeah
that was it, I was just proud.

It was getting late.
"I think I go to bed" my son said, he stood up and stretched his
arms above his head and yawned. By doing this his chest went
forward, his tight shirt lifted up showing a light trail of hair
running down from his navel into his jeans. I could not help
staring. He walked over to his mum to kiss her goodnight and patted
me on my shoulder.
"Goodnight guys" and went out of the room.

My wife leaned back against me and put her hand on my thigh. I
shifted a bit and her hand brushed my fly. "Mmmm..." she said, only
then I realised that I had an erection. "Lets go upstairs" she
whispered in my hear.

After making love with her she snuggled up to me and felt asleep, I
was awake, while fucking the woman I loved, I could not get the
images of Kevin out of my mind.

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Saturday morning I returned from my jogging. I always get up early
and run for an hour or so. I kicked of my sneakers and went
upstairs to take a shower. I took off my running shorts, shirt, and
jockstrap, all wet with my sweat, and tossed them in the laundry-bin and
turned on the shower. When the water had the right temperature I
stepped in and closed the glass door. When I was finished I dried
off, shaved myself and put the towel round my waist. The bathroom
door opened, it was Kevin.

"Morning Dad, are you finished with the hot water?"

" Yep I am, just one sec and you can use the bathroom" I put some
aftershave on my face.
Kevin walked to the shower and turned on the taps. I sprayed some
deodorant under my arms.
Without waiting for me to leave Kevin stepped out of his boxers and
stepped in the shower, giving me a fine view of his hard ass.
Through the glass door I saw him soaping up his body, working his
soapy hands over his chest, going down to his cock, he pulled his
foreskin back and washed it, just as I learned him many years ago.
The glass door got steamed up, seeing only his silhouette. I turned
around and left the bathroom, with my cock fully erected.

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The rest of the day went on in the usual way, Kevin went out to
meet some friends and my wife and I went to town to do some
shopping. When we got home Keven called that he would not be home
for dinner, he was going to stay with his friends. My wife decided
to do the the laundry. After a while she asked me to check Kevin's
room since there were not that many cloths of him in the laundry-bin. I
walked into his room and yeah worn cloths were all over place. I
picked them all up, jeans, shirts, underwear, socks. Just when I
thought I had everything I spotted another piece of clothing
halfway under his bed. I reached down and picked it up. Then I saw
what it was, it was my jockstrap, the one I wore this morning, he
must have picked it out of the laundry-bin. What was he doing with
one of my jockstraps? I let the jock fall and pushed it back
halfway under the bed and left his room.

It was far past midnight when I heard Kevin coming home. After he
used the downstairs toilet I heard him quietly come up the stairs.
When I heard him in his room I made sure my wife was asleep. I got
out off bed, and tiptoed down the hallway to his room and looked
through the half open door.
He was just undressing. He got down on his bed, one hand reached
down to his nipple with his other hand he took his cock. Standing
behind the door in the dark I reached down to my own growing dick
and pulled it out of my briefs.
Slowly Kevin started jacking his cock while his other hand was
squeezing his nipple. His grew rapidly bigger. He softly moaned.
His jacking took up speed,and I too was beating my meat faster now.
He reached under his bed,found my jockstrap picked it up and
started rubbing it over his chest. His moaning got more intense, he
moved the jockstrap up to his nose, melling it. Fuck, I felt the
pressure building up in my balls, I had to slow down otherwise I
would reach my climax before he would finish, I wanted to see and
enjoy this all. He opened his mouth and started chewing on the
pouch. He spread his legs a bit and pulled his knees a bit up, with
the jockstrap in his mouth, his free hand moved down between his
legs and started fingering his
ass. This took me over the edge, I felt my balls pulling up, I
quickly got my cock back in my briefs, and shot my cum in my
briefs, soaking the fabric thoroughly, I had to bit ,my lips not to
make a sound. I heard Kevin moaning faster, his beating increased.
His whole body tensed as he reached his orgasm, shooting all over
the place. His body relaxed, covered with his cum, he licked off
his fingers. I sneaked back to my bedroom, with my sticky briefs I
turned in and dozed off.

The next morning I got up early and did my running. Normally my
mind was all blank, but today I kept thinking of last night. Before
my marriage I had fooled around with a couple of guys, jacking off
and giving and receiving blow-jobs, at that time I really liked it,
but since I got married I had never felt the need to that again.
During all these years of marriage I never had sex with anyone
else, male or female, other than my wife. Now seeing my son like
this, old feelings came back, like the sensation of having a cock
down your throat or licking some hairy balls. Maybe I had to accept
that fooling around with guys was not just only something I had
done as a kind of experimentation. That I was turned on by Kevin
was than not so surprising, after all, he was good looking and well
built and he was the only guy I could get close too. Maybe I had to
give in to those feelings to have sex with another guy. I knew
there were many places, like car-parks and public toilets to have
casual sex with men, even in the park where I was running now. I
heard that most of the guys in these places were married too, so
guess I was not the only one with these kind of feelings. After
this self analysis I felt more at ease.

When I got home my wife and Kevin were already up, I greeted them both.
"Dad, you went early this morning, I wanted to join you today" Kevin said.
"I did not know that" I replied "If you like we could go next week,
but as you know I like run early".

I went upstairs to have a shower, after that we all sat down and
had breakfast. During breakfast the phone rang, my wife answered.
It was her sister, asking if she would come over a couple of days
as her husband Ian had to go on a business trip for a more than week.
"O, I love to, just have to ask the guys here if it is okay"
"Sure, dear"
"No problem, mum. Dad and I can look after ourselves".
"When does Ian have to leave?" My wife asked her sister.
"O, I see, well, shall I get to you on Tuesday? Then I have
tomorrow for getting the groceries and so for the guys here".

Tuesday morning I drove my wife to the train station. We walked to
the platform to wait for her train.
"Are you sure you two will be all-right"? she asked.
"Of course, don't worry, just enjoy your stay with your sister, you
don't see her that often"
"I know" she said "I will miss you".
"Will miss you too" I hugged her as train arrived. A long kiss and
then she boarded the train.

When I got back from the office, Kevin was not yet in, I walked
upstairs to change, and got out of my suit, removed my tie and took
of my shirt, in just my briefs and socks I looked in the mirror. At
41 I did not look too bad, still in shape as a matter of fact, no
beer-belly, no love handles and with my hair cut that short you did
not notice it getting thinner. I turned around and looked over my
shoulder, I still had a V-shape, I pulled down my briefs and kicked
them off. Looking at my ass, it still was firm, gravity had no
effect yet.
"Yeah dad, you look great!"
Startled I turned around, quickly covering my cock with my
hands, there stood Kevin, resting against the doorway, with his
hand in his pockets, smiling. I felt my face getting red.
"I did not hear you get in" I managed to say.
"So I see" he replied "but I mean it dad, you are really in great shape".
"Thanks" I said, thinking how I could get my briefs back on without
him seeing my dick, which started to grow a bit.
He stood there, still smiling with no intention to move as it
seemed. Did I imagine it or was he playing with his dick through
his pockets.
What the hell, just act as normal as you can, I thought.
"I was just about to take a shower" I said as I walked towards the door.
Kevin did not move and was blocking my way.
"Like I said, dad, you still look great". Instead of taking a step
back to let me pass he took a step forward, bringing his body just
inches apart from mine, looking straight in each others eyes.
My cock responded by getting harder and giving me a full erection, the
tip of my cock head touching his bulging crotch.
Damn, what was I supposed to do now, my whole naked body wanted to
be touched by him, I wanted to tear his clothes from him body, to
feel his cock in my hands, I wanted to cup his balls in my hands,
wanted to kiss him, my mind could not think clearly, I knew that
this was wrong but still I wanted him.
Maybe he could read my mind. I felt his hand around my erected shaft.
"O, dad, your cock is so big, always wanted to see it like this" he
pushed his hips forward so that his crotch was in my hand. I felt
his hard cock through his jeans, gently I gave it a squeeze.

Still rubbing my cock with his hand he gazed at my lips. Without
knowing myself I parted my lips and leaned forward and then I felt
his lips touching mine. I closed my eyes and just let it happen.
Our tongues mingled, his hand were going through my chest hairs,
rubbing my nipples.

Still kissing we walked backwards to the bed, we both fell, me on
my back and Kevin on top of me, still holding on to each other. His
mouth moved from my lips, going over my chest to my nipples. He
took each of them in his mouth, licking first and then softly
between his teeth. I led out a loud moan.
"Ohhhh, this feels so good" I whispered.

Kevin moved down, and took my 9 inch cock in his hand. He pulled my
foreskin further back and licked my precum away. His tongue sent
shivers through my body. He licked my shaft from the base up to the
tip, then he opened his mouth and my cock disappeared in his young
mouth. I felt his lips going up and down my shaft while is tongue
was circling my cum hole. My balls were rolling around his hands. I
had to admit it he was a great cocksucker.

I sat up and reach for his t-shirt, "Get naked, I want to see your body".
He let go of my cock stood up and pulled his shirt over his head,
revealing his smooth muscular chest, he unbuckled his belt,
unbuttoned his fly, kicked of his shoes, and pulled his jeans
together with his boxers down and stepped out of them.

There he stood, my son, all naked and wow he looked great! His cock
looked just perfect, I just had to suck it. I moved to the edge of
the bed, took his cock in my mouth. I had almost forgotten what
cock tasted like, I loved it, I tried to sucked all of him in me.
My hand went to his balls, his perfect full balls, rolling them
around in my hand.

"Ohh Dad" he trusted his hips and started fucking my throat. My
hands roamed all over his ass, stomach and chest. How I loved him.

"Lets get on the bed, dad, I want to suck you too".
We laid down in a 69 position, sucking hard on each other, soon I
felt a finger entering my ass, I did the same, our sucking got more
intense. I entered a second fingers in my son's ass. He rammed also
a second finger in, finger fucking me and sucking my cock.

"Dad, you want to fuck me?".
"Are you sure?" I asked.
"Please" as he got up on all fours with his ass sticking up. I was
quite impressed at his hard muscular ass, I ran my hands over those
hard smooth cheeks. I parted them and I started to lick up and down
his crack. I licked away his sweat, stopping at wet hole and
pushed my tongue in. As an answer he sticked his ass up even
more, parting his buttocks with his hands. My tongue went in as far
as it could , tasting my own kid in his most intimate spot.
"Yeah" he moaned loudly, "fuck me, dad, fuck me".
I was going to fuck my first ass!
I wet his hole, spat on my cock and placed my dickhead at his back
entrance. I pushed slowly forward, his sphincter relaxed and opened
up, and I felt my
cockhead entering his tunnel.
"You alright, Kev?"
"Fuck me, please".
I drove my cock all the way in, this felt so differently, so tight!
I started to fuck him, thrusting my hips, feeling his ass tightly around me.
"Yeah this feels great, harder!" Kevin shouted. I increased my
speed, fucking him as hard as I could, pulling my cock all the way
out and ramming it back it. His moaning got louder
as he jacked his cock faster. I was fucking him like I never had
fucked anyone before. Both our bodies got wet of our sweat. I
slapped his ass with my hands, that brought him over the edge, I
felt his ass muscles getting tighter, with a loud cry he reached
his orgasm, shooting his cum all over the bed. I could not hold
back myself and creamed his ass over and over again.

Kevin felt on his stomach on the bed with me on top of him, I
gently pulled out my wet cock, kissing his neck and ears. I laid
next to him, he turned around, pulled himself to me and kissed me
deeply.

All my worries were gone, I was the happiest man on the world.

"I think we earned a nice cold beer, don't you, dad?"
"Sure we do"
He got up and walked downstairs to the kitchen. I placed my hands
under my head, and stared at the ceiling. Who could have ever think
this would happen, I felt so at ease and peaceful. And this was
only the first day my wife was away.
I heard him come up the stairs again, there he was again, buck
naked with two beers in his hands, his spend cock going up and down
with each step he took, a small drop of cum hang on his foreskin.
"Come here" I said and licked of his last drop of cum.

We settled back in the pillows and drank our beers, holding hands.
"You know, dad, the other night I saw you watching me".
"Guess I should say that I am sorry, I mean, jacking off is a private
thing" I answered.
"Don't be sorry, knowing you were watching me made me cum faster".
"Seeing you cum made me cum too" I confessed.
He wanted to know if I you ever jacked off.
I did not felt embarrassed at all, normally I would have said to mind his
own business.
"Sure I do, it is a natural thing to do"
"Dad you are cool" and kissed me.
"Come on, lets take a shower and start making dinner".
"Together?" he asked.
I took his hand and walked to the shower. Under the warm shower we soaped
each others bodies, exploring each others body. We towelled off, I put the
towel round my waist, which was immediately snatched from me.
"No need to hide our bodies, dad, let stay naked the whole night, it is
just the two of us anyway".
"No problem, son, I love it".

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more to come?
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